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Hotter Than July

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It was the hottest night of the year and I could not sleep. The humidity was overwhelming and it did not help much that I had my bedroom window and door open.
There was no breeze.
I got out of my bed and went to the window. The smell of ocean and wet grass filled my nostrils. I tried not to think about the sounds of sex coming from my parents’ and my sister’s rooms.
My sister was as loud as usual, begging her boyfriend to fuck her faster and harder.
“Fuck my goddamn cunt you beautiful sonofabitch,” she shouted. “Fuck my fucking brains out! Give it to me harder. That’s it baby … right there … pound my fuckhole with that big cock … ah shiiiiiit! Make me come … make me come … make me … fucking … come!”
I imagined her beautiful and sexy body lying there on her bed, her long blond hair all over her pillow and bed sheets with her legs wide open and her handsome boyfriend driving his big cock into her hot pussy, pounding her pretty cunt slit harder and faster, just the way my hot twenty-one-year old sister liked it.
This was not the first time I was imagining her in that way. As soon as she turned eighteen she started dressing like the sluts on MTV. Sexy halter-tops, cut off T-shirts that showed her sexy flat stomach and low cut jeans that revealed her thongs, her lower back tramp stamp and even the top part of her pubic hair, were her favorite pieces of clothing.
I assume that if my parents had not been so liberal and relaxed about sexuality my sister would have driven them crazy.
But they did not mind a bit how my sister dressed or how active her sexual life was.
After all my parents are very active swingers.
I loved watching my sister’s antics and as time went by I became more and more fascinated by her, almost as much as I was fascinated with my beautiful mother.
Everyone says that my sister is a younger version of my mother and I absolutely agree, although they should add sluttier to younger … and definitely much crazier.
They also say that my mom looks exactly like Sharon Stone. I can see the resemblance, but I think that she is much hotter than Ms. Stone.
Age has been very kind to my mother. In her late thirties she looks much more youthful and hotter than most sexy twenty-year old women and she knows how to look good. She has perfect teeth and a lovely smile, always uses the perfect amount of make up, not too much and not too little.
Her breasts are the perfect size, not too small and not too big and naturally firm. She always gives credit to my father and their loving marriage when people ask her how she manages to look so good.
My parents always discussed their lifestyle openly with my sister and me. They always said that having sex with others in a group setting had allowed them to discover and love each other more deeply.
Up until that night and the events that followed I did not completely understand what they meant by that.
I stared into the dark of night trying to get the images of my mother and sister naked and having sex out of my head, but the more I tried the clearer those images became.
I was so fucking horny!
My cock started throbbing and in less than a minute became as hard as a rock. I thought that my parents must have left their bedroom door open because I could hear my mother’s soft moans in between my sister’s louder cries of ecstasy.
I wished that I could call my girlfriend to come over, but she was out of town for a few days. My heart started beating faster and I felt light headed.
I was getting too damned hot and needed to cool down. I left my room to go to the bathroom down the hall. I was right. The door to my parents’ bedroom stood ajar and it looked like that they were having sex with the lights on.
In the bathroom I splashed some cold water on my face.
It did not help much.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My face was flushed and my cock was about to rip my boxers open. I pulled down my boxers and splashed some water on my cock. For a short moment I admired my own body and my big throbbing cock.
I have inherited my parents’ extremely good looks and my father’s muscular genes. Just like my father I have a very muscular and well-toned body, dark blond hair, blue eyes, six-pack abs, big biceps, broad shoulders and pecs, strong legs and an eight and a half inch cock.
I left the bathroom and started towards my room. I glanced at my parents’ bedroom door. The image of my naked mother popped into my head once more. Before I knew what I was doing I was right next to the open door of my parents’ bedroom. One more step and I would be able to look inside.
I took that step.
I saw my father’s muscular butt going back and forth, up and down. He was holding my mother’s ankles wide apart and fucking her very slowly.
His muscular back and buttocks were glistening with sweat. His movements were glorious and rhythmic. Every few pumps he would lie on top of my mother silently and kiss her, making her moan into his mouth. My heart was pumping too fast and my head felt dizzy with thick and pure lust.
For less than a second my legs turned to mush, I lost my balance and stumbled head first into the bedroom. I caught the doorknob and prevented a complete fall.
When I finally regained my balance inside the bedroom and was able to look up, I found both my parents looking directly at me.
My father had turned his head and my mother had lifted her upper body using his shoulders. Seconds passed as if they were minutes.
My parents looked surprised but to my relief they did not look angry at all.
Silence.
“I … I’m sorry,” I managed to mumble. “I’ll … I’ll leave now.”
“No!” I heard both of them say in unison.
I thought that I must have heard wrong. I turned and started to leave when I heard it again. First my mother and then my father, “No!”
No?
“Don’t leave honey,” my mother said softly.
Impossible, I thought, they want me to stay?
My father was smiling faintly. He was definitely not angry with me … and he was staring at my hard on, so was my mother!
I had forgotten about my hard on, but now I was painfully aware of it. I tried to cover it with my hands and it must have looked funny to my parents because they both started laughing.
“It’s ok baby!” my beautiful mother said, grinning impishly.
I found myself laughing nervously as well and removed my hands from my hard on.
“That’s more like it,” my mother said. “No need to hide that beauty from us.”
“No there’s no shame in having a nice healthy hard on son,” my dad added. “Come on closer and watch. You might learn a thing or two from your old man.”
“Or you can give your old man a few pointers,” my mother chuckled and playfully licked my father’s nose.
This is too fucking crazy, I thought.
I knew that my parents were cooler and much more relaxed about sex than most other parents, but to invite me to watch them fuck was not something that I expected in a million years.
They kept watching me intently as I slowly stepped toward their bed. As I got closer I finally could see my mother’s beautiful body, her nakedness in all its glory.
My fucking hot mother is naked!
Her bare breasts were the most beautiful breasts that I had ever seen. Her long nipples stood erect gloriously and her dark blond cunt bush was covered with beads of sweat and possibly her own cunt juice.
The hot pink lips of her pussy had engulfed my father’s thick cock and I could see her erect clit throb wildly like a miniature cock that was about to harden.
I was standing so close to the bed that my legs were touching the side of it. My dad started to pump my hot mother’s pussy slowly but firmly again. His cock started to make wet sounds as he pumped it back and forth inside her.
Squish! Slurp! Splash!
“Wow!” my father exclaimed. “Where did this flood come from?”
“Mm … what?” my mother whimpered, looking straight into my eyes.
“You weren’t so fucking wet a minute ago,” my dad panted.
“What’s your fucking point?”
“No point. Just an observation!”
“Sounds more like an accusation,” my mother giggled throatily.
“Maybe you’re right.”
“Say it!”
“You’re a sexy little pervert … getting so fucking wet because our son is watching!”
“So?”
“Shame on you!”
“Shut up and fuck me harder!”
My handsome father’s big balls started slapping against my mother’s butt cheeks. His shaft looked very wet. My mother’s brow furrowed as she turned her attention to my father’s pumping dick once more.
“That’s it baby,” my mother purred. “Right there! Fuck that pussy. Fuck it baby. Fuck me!”
She put her beautifully manicured fingers on my father’s abs and started moaning.
“Ah … fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours!” my mother cried as she lifted her ass off the bed, bucking her hips wildly against my father’s crotch.
“Oh Jesus,” my father gasped. “If you keep this going I’ll come in less than a minute!”
“No!” my mother shouted, putting her ass down on the bed again. “Don’t you dare come so fucking soon!”
My cock was throbbing again and becoming impossibly hard. I felt some pre-cum escape the tip of my cock and wet my white boxers.
“Why don’t you take your boxers off baby,” my mother said as she looked up at me. “Come get closer o us. Get on the bed … oh I love the way your dad fucks me!”
Both of them smiled at me as I shed my boxers and climbed on the bed right next to them on my knees.
“Look son, this is how you fuck a nice pussy,” my father said as he continued to fuck his cock into my mother in slow motion. “Sometimes you go really hard and fast,” he continued, “and sometimes nice and slow like this. I’ve been fucking her like this for almost half an hour now.”
“Don’t be so shy honey,” my mother mewled. “Go ahead and play with your cock. I know you want to!”
I wrapped my fist about my cock and started stroking very slowly. I was afraid that I would shoot my cum all over my parents if I stroked any harder. I was not sure if they would like that. I was not sure about anything for that matter.
I was still very tense, but horny enough to try almost anything. Suddenly to my surprise my mother craned her head and moved her face extremely close to my hard cock. She stopped just short of her lips touching my cock.
She spat right on my cock head. A thin string of white saliva now lingered between my cock head and my mother’s mouth.
“There you go,” she said with a smile. “You looked like you needed some help with that baby.”
“Thanks mom,” I replied nervously. “I did need that because my mouth is kinda dry!”
“See … that’s why I love her so much, always thinking about helping others,” my dad said and leaned down to kiss her lovingly on her beautiful lips.
They kissed hotly and passionately and my mother made sure that I watched as she sucked on my father’s tongue. I really wanted to kiss her too but I was not sure where they would draw the limits.
It was one thing to watch them and play with myself while doing so, but maybe I was not allowed to touch.
I decided to test them and see how far they would let me take it.
When my father finally was done kissing my mother and started fucking her again I slowly put the palm of my hand on my mother’s sexy, flat stomach. Her beautifully tanned skin felt very hot to the touch, almost as if she had a fever.
I looked at my mother’s beautiful flushed face and there it was again, those beautiful eyebrows frowning with lust.
I soon grew bolder and started moving my hand up and down her stomach, from right beneath her breasts to the outline of her pubic hair.
“Oh fuck yes baby!” my mother purred. “Touch me! It feels so fucking good … so loving. Don’t be shy honey. You can go lower if you want to!”
I saw the look of approval in my father’s eyes and my fingers touched my mother’s curly blond pubic hair. She started moaning louder as I took a handful of her bush and gently pulled on it.
“Ooh god yes … yes please,” my mother cried. “Pull harder honey. Fuck! Are you watching this Dan?”
“Yeah sweetie,” my dad replied. “I see it. He’s finally warming up.”
I ran my hand up her body again. This time I stopped right under her breast. I put my left hand on her head and started caressing her beautiful hair.
She looked directly into my eyes and I saw tears welling inside her big blue eyes.
“It feels so good,” my sexy mother moaned. “Keep touching me honey. Keep tugging my pussy hair!”
I lifted my right hand and put it down again on top of her breast. I took her stiff nipple between my thumb and index fingers and pulled on it.
My mother started breathing very heavily as she put her hand on my butt cheek and dug her fingers into my muscular ass.
“Oh shit!” my mother cried breathlessly. “Ooh fuck!”
Her body suddenly stiffened. She clenched her jaw and stopped exhaling. At the same time she raised her hips to meet my father’s thrusts.
Tears of lust and unbearable joy started rolling down her flushed cheeks as I pulled harder on her stiff nipple.
Ecstasy!
“That’s it Jake buddy,” my dad announced. “She’s coming son! You’ve made your mother come!”
My mother finally exhaled and lowered her hips. She let out a sexy sound that was somewhere between a moan, a purr and a beautiful melody.
I smiled at her and she smiled back at me.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “That was so good. So fucking intense. Don’t you dare stop touching me now my beautiful boy! Make me come one more time Jake! I love the way your hands feel on my body!”
I put my left hand on her breast and the right one in her pubic hair. I pinched her stiff nipple hard and pulled on her thick curly bush even harder.
She started panting heavily again and my dad started thrusting his thick cock into her with longer and firmer strokes. I could see that her large clit was throbbing more evenly.
I touched her clit.
“Ooh god-fucking-damn this fucking shit,” my mom screamed at my touch.
I pinched her swollen knob. She raised her hips again.
I pinched harder.
She started sobbing loudly.
Tears trickled down her beautiful cheeks.
My dad fucked her harder.
I pulled on her large swollen clit.
She dug her fingers into my ass crack.
“Harder Jake!” my mother cried. “Pinch my fucking big clit harder. Rip it off of me!”
“Like this Mom?”
“My clit! Mm…my fucking clit! My fucking pussy’s on fire! Ooh god!”
I pinched my mother’s beautiful and sensitive clitoris even harder.
Her middle finger went right up my asshole.
Her body stiffened and relaxed a few more times before she finally lowered her hips. My dad pulled out of my mom’s pussy.
“I don’t want to cum yet,” he explained. “This is proving to be so much fun. I have seldom seen her cum so hard son. Looks like you have the magic touch.”
My mother let out the same sexy sound as the previous time. She pulled her finger out of my asshole and put it into her mouth.
She looked into my eyes as she sucked on her finger, savoring the taste of my asshole. She smiled at me again and then looked at my father.
“Dan, go get June and Rick!” she commanded my father. “Run baby. Don’t waste any time. I’m so fucking horny.”
My sister? She wants my dad to get my sister and her boyfriend? Wow!
I could hardly believe my ears. She wanted my sister and her boyfriend to join in. My father jumped out of the bed and left the room in a hurry.
I was alone with my naked hot mother. She sat up and leaned over my hard cock. Her nose was right above my throbbing dick.
She smelled it as if she wanted to savor the fragrance of my cock. Then she flicked her tongue out and licked the very tip of my cock.
Her hot tongue touched my piss-hole!
It was just one quick lick. I suddenly felt light headed again. I was delirious with lust. I was not sure if I was dreaming or all these things were really happening.
My father finally came back and had a sheepish look on his face. I thought maybe June and Rick had declined his invitation. But if I knew my sister she would jump at the opportunity to watch my parents fuck and would not miss it for the world.
I was right.
A few seconds later June and Rick entered the bedroom. June looked as hot as always except that she was wearing only a cupless bra and no panties. Her cunt bush was the same color and as thick as my mother’s. Rick was sporting a huge hard on and had a grin on his face.
“Fuck me!” my sister exclaimed. “Jake is here too? What the fuck has gotten into you people tonight? I thought that you were putting us on or something.”
“No sweetie,” my dad explained. “Now you see why I told you not to get dressed.”
“Well excuse me Mr. Daddy,” my sister replied sarcastically. “I was not going to get dressed anyway since you showed up in my room with your cock standing up like that.”
“Yeah Dan,” Rick added. “You kinda scared the shit out of us barging in butt naked like that!”
There was a moment of uncomfortable silence.
We were all looking at each other and nobody seemed to know what to do next. I was hoping that my parents would not change their minds and send us right back to our rooms.
My mother shifted her position on the bed and leaned against the headboard. She spread her legs wide open, which received everyone’s full attention.
“June, honey climb on the bed and lean against me,” my mother said lovingly. “I want to hold you and play with your gorgeous tits while your beautiful boyfriend fucks your hot pussy. Dan, get Rick’s cock ready for your sexy daughter, then put it inside her!”
I watched in complete disbelief as my father grabbed Rick’s cock by its root in his fist and started jerking it.
My father is bi-sexual, I thought to myself. Unbelievable, but so fucking cool. My dad’s fist is pumping Rick’s cock!
Rick seemed a bit surprised at first, but soon let the pleasure of my father’s loving fist take over his body.
I felt a new sensation brewing in my head.
My dad stopped pumping Rick’s cock and pulled him closer to my sister, then he put the thick tip of his cock against my sister’s now throbbing pussy.
He parted my sister’s pussy lips with his right hand and inserted Rick’s cock into her with his left hand. My sister yelped at my father’s unexpected touch.
“Ooh Daddy,” she purred. “That’s it. Put it in me! Don’t take your beautiful fingers off my cunt … please!”
“I won’t honey,” my dad replied lovingly. “I promise I won’t.”
And he didn’t!
My mother cupped my sister’s firm breasts from behind and started gently licking and biting her neck and shoulders.
I looked at June’s lovely face. Her big blue eyes were dreamy with lust. A cry of pleasure escaped her lovely mouth when my mother started pulling and pinching her stiff nipples.
“Is he fucking you good baby?” my mother whispered into my sister’s ear.
“Oh … yes Mommy!” my sister purred like a kitten. “So fucking good … Mommy!”
I put my hand on my sister’s stomach and stroked it lovingly as I had done earlier with my mother.
I am touching my fucking hot sister!
She moaned and breathed heavily when I started pulling on a fistful of her thick pubic hair. Rick was now thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking my sister’s hot pussy with firm strokes.
“Ooh, you beautiful fuckers!” my sister screamed. “You’re driving me so fucking crazy. Don’t stop touching me. Rick, fuck me harder. I’m gonna come so fucking hard!”
My sister screamed as her body tensed and she came very hard on her boyfriend’s thick cock.
My father massaged her throbbing clit, my mom pulled harder on her nipples and I pulled on her blond pussy hair.
When her body finally relaxed again my dad pulled Rick’s cock out of her pussy and took it into his mouth.

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Lucy’s Tale (Part 5)

Part Five
Half an hour later, we arrived at the entrance to the beach and it we saw that there were huge sand dunes which led down to the beach and we both saw the potential of the area for a little fun later. We made our way to the water’s edge where there was about 20 people of various shapes, sizes and ages, all naked, sunbathing or wading in the water. I noticed many pairs of eyes on me as we found a spot and I realised that I was probably the youngest girl on the beach and I got a bit of a high as I slowly stripped off my clothes. Being the focus of attention for my body was quite new for me and the thought of me exciting people as they stared at my newly shaved pussy started to make me quite horny but I also felt safe with my big strapping lover by my side.
The beach was quite secluded and it became obvious, quite quickly, that this was a place where nudism wasn’t just about getting back to nature, it was also a place where people met for sex. We watched gay guys cruising each other and then disappearing up into the dunes, returning with smiles some time later. We saw older guys walking through the surf sporting hard ons and stopping to stare at the naked girls on the beach. I gained quite an audience from the moment I arrived. A younger couple, maybe in their mid 20’s, were about 30 feet away from us and she would regularly take her boyfriend’s cock and stroke it gently, keeping him hard for the afternoon. Once or twice she would give it a quick, loving suck. This wasn’t lost on Mike and he had a semi from the moment we arrived. At one point when he was staring at our neighbour sucking her fella, I grabbed his cock and asked if I wasn’t enough anymore. He knew I was kidding and gave my bum a playful slap.
As the heat of the day increased, I suggested we go for a dip in the sea. We made our way to the water and waded in to chest level for me and watched the activity on the beach. Many eyes watched us and it really turned me on to be observed by so many. I never thought I would be an exhibitionist but I asked Mike to lift me up and take us deeper. As he picked me up, I felt his cock against me, rock hard, despite the cool water. Even as he waded deeper, I directed his prick to my hole and slid it deep inside me. The tide helped me to raise and lower myself onto him and soon our heads were the only thing above water and we kissed as the sea controlled our slow fucking. I think everyone knew what we were doing and I smiled inside to think of them getting turned on my the young couple screwing in the water.
It went a bit wrong as a wave cam over us and I swallowed half of the Mediterranean and nearly threw up. Mike carried me, cock still deep inside towards shore. I tried to lift off him but he made sure that everyone on the beach saw his beautiful tool pop out of me as the water was only up to his thighs. We then walked back to our towels, Mike proudly showing his glorious meat at full mast. I guess he was enjoying this as much as I and I felt a warmth because he was proud to show me off as his girl.
After drinking a lot of coke, I finally got rid of the taste of the sea, but as a side effect, I needed to pee. I wandered up one of the dunes, looking for a private space. I suppose I could have popped back into the sea but my curiosity had grown and I wanted to see what was happening in this secret area. I didn’t see anybody at first and I found an area of bushed and I squatted to relieve myself. As I finished peeing, I heard some familiar sounding moans from an area further back in the trees. I dried myself on a piece of tissue and I slowly moved towards the sound of the noise. I tried to keep myself out of sight as I got closer to the noise and I came across the couple from close to us on the beach. They had their backs to me and he was pounding her from behind but they had been joined by another guy who looked no older than me and he had his eyes tightly shut and his cock deep in the mouth of the girl. I was transfixed, hidden from view, and my hand involuntarily moved to my pussy and began to rub slowly. I knew I should leave but I was absorbed by the sight in front of me, so much so that I didn’t notice the body that moved in behind me. The first I knew of their presence was when I heard a whisper.
‘Beautiful sight isn’t it?’
I spun round to find a slim, tall guy of about 40 stood behind me, stroking his hard cock and staring past me at the trio of bodies. I just nodded and turned back and stared again. My heart was racing, should I run back to Mike on the beach? I didn’t move and this was obviously a sign to the guy behind me and I felt his hand softly touch my bottom. I realised then that I hadn’t even stopped rubbing my clit, in fact I think I was rubbing faster now. His hand began to rub in circles on one cheek and instead of turning and getting out of there I closed my eyes. By not stopping him, this was obviously giving him a green light and his hand went under me, between my legs and a thick finger slid straight into my wet pussy. I gasped, still not pulling away and he pulled my hand to his hard dick. He was much smaller than Mike but it was fat and rock hard. I took it and began to rub him. I opened my eyes to look back at the threesome and the young guy getting the blowjob was looking straight into my eyes and winked at me. This was now all too much and I let go of the cock in my hand and pulled off his probing finger and ran back to Mike.
I was obviously flustered when I got back and I didn’t see the point in hiding the truth from him and I told him what happened. I watched his cock grow as I recounted the story which was not the reaction I expected. I thought he would be angry with me. Instead he asked me what was going through my mind as I watched. He wanted to know if I imagined myself in the girl’s position. I had to confess, I did! Mike immediately grabbed my hand and dragged me back into the dunes, obviously a plan in his mind.
We walked for a while in the deserted sand and bushes until we came across another young guy who was obviously seeking some other naked bodies. Mike slowed our pace and as we walked past the lad, Mike whispered an instruction to me. I did as he asked and as I passed the lad, I quickly stroked his chest and stared into his eyes. It all happened so fast, but we carried on walking towards some bushes and went into the seclusion they offered. The young guy followed and stopped at the entrance to our covered area, watching as Mike positioned me, facing the guy as he moved down my body, kissing my chest as he moved his fingers towards my pussy. The lad watched intently and took his hardening tool in his hand and began to stroke. He looked quite cute with his bleached blond hair flopping a bit over his eyes and his all over tan suggested he visited this beach quite often. Mike signalled him to come over and as he got close, I reached over and stroked his arm and this was enough to make him move his head to my left tit and his hands to my bum and my leg. I had a sexy guy on each boob and four hands stroking and teasing below my waist. It was heavenly and my head fell back, taking in the sensation. After a few minutes, I realised that the breast nibbling was still happening but the boys only had one hand each on my bum. I looked down and was gobsmacked. Their other hands were stroking each other’s cocks. I never saw Mike as being bi but this was turning me on something rotten. A little selfishness came over me though and I pulled Mike up to me and said, ‘Fuck me now baby!’
He put me down on all fours and rammed his cock deep into me. Our mystery friend was not slow to join in and quickly knelt in front of me and presented his long, slim, circumcised cock to my face and I took him deep into my mouth , savouring the dribbles of precum oozing from it. His hands went behind my arms and round my chest and he gripped my tits firmly, pinching and kneeding the flesh, moving closer to my hard nipples, eventually squeezing them firmly. That was all I needed to make me want to swallow him fully and I pushed his tool deep into my throat. I felt him shudder as I did this and I used my throat muscles to tease the head of his cock as I breathed heavily through my nose. Mike’s ramming into my hot wet cunt was providing lots of extra jolts to my face fucker and both of my boys were increasing their frenzy of using my body. Similar to earlier, I felt out of control and it was turning me on like never before. My eyes were closed in concentration and enjoyment but I still became aware of more shadows coming over me and then I felt more hands on my body. There were other people here and I felt a slender finger seeking out my clit and then it started an expert manipulation of it. I knew immediately that this was a woman’s hand even though I had never been touched there by a girl. The other hands were stroking every free bit of flesh and even through the ramming, shaking and stroking, my mind managed to count eight hand caressing my tiny frame and then holding me up as my orgasm tore through me. My shaking and groans brought three heavy burst of spunk into my throat, choking me a little and Mike then pulled out and unloaded all over my back. I wasn’t sure why he did that but then I felt at least two tongues licking up the mess from me. Only then did I open my eyes and try feebly to stand up. Then I saw the young couple from the beach had been the ones to join us in this orgy. The girl took a step towards me and planted her lips on mine. I was a bit stunned but went onto autopilot as her tongue pressed through my lips and sought out my own. Even after just half a day, I recognised the taste of Mike’s spunk on her tongue and as soon as I tasted that, I responded with the same passion in the kiss.
When our tongues unlocked, I felt a little light headed and turned to Mike to hold me. The group broke up and we all went back to the beach. Our mystery blonde guy disappeared back into the dunes and the two couples went back to our beach towels. Our new friends moved theirs closer to ours and we shared drinks as they let me recover.

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A bad day gets worse

This is my first time writing anything like this. It came out to long to finish the whole story. Please let me know what you think and if I should continue the story from here.

Make me a Man II

A week had passed since I had sex with Kim’s mother, Barbara, and I was ready for more. I waited until my parents were asleep before I snuck out. As I reached Barbara’s backyard, I looked around to make sure no one was about. I moved to Barbara’s window with the idea of waking her up for sex.
As I got close to the window I could hear moaning, and the sounds of two people fucking like no tomorrow. I moved away and checked Kim’s window. She was asleep. So I moved to the far side of the house and there was Neal’s car.
I waited until Neal left for the night, and I went around to Barbara’s window and knocked. “Barbara, I need to talk to you, may I come in”?
She came to the door with a look of surprise “It’s too late for you to be out. What do you want?
“I came to be with you, I wanted to have sex again” I said. “Why was he here tonight“?
“He is my ex-husband and the father of my children” she answered.
“But I thought we would be together, Barbara” I said weakly.
“Look, what happened was a mistake, I never should have had sex with you” she said.
“You are too young and I was wrong. Go home and leave me alone”.
I was hurting and angry and all I could think of was getting even.
“What if I started telling people the baby you are carrying is mine”?
“You wouldn’t dare” she said.
“Ok, well, listen to the neighborhood tomorrow, I going to tell every one starting with Kim” I replied.
I could see her weaken, so I went for the kill.
“How many people know you shave your pussy, or have a mole under your left breast”?
“They will all know we have been fucking“ I said. The blood drained from her face. “I have you now” I thought.
“What do you want from me” she said faintly. I felt my cock grow hard in my pants. “Follow me outside” I said. I turned and started to walk away not bothering to look if she followed. I heard the door close behind me. I walked to the middle of the Backyard.
I knew it was late but I liked the idea of someone seeing us.
“Take off the robe” I said. She did.
“Drop to your knees now” I demanded. She did.
“Unzip me” I ordered. She did.
“Now suck me off and be noisy about it.
I felt her warm mouth close over my cock. Her tongue tasting the under side of my cock. My knees went weak from her tender attentions she was giving me.
Slurping sounds escaped her lips as she sucked.
Watching her head bob up and down on my cock and the power I felt was so great that I blasted my sperm in her mouth.
“Don’t swallow it yet bitch; play with it in your mouth. I want to see it on your lips” I demanded.
She did.
I walked away from the house feeling so powerful that I knew I wanted more.
Barbara would not give in so easy again. I had to take my time and create a record of us having sex. So she could never again refuse me or fuck anyone but me.
I was going to have a full grown woman and with luck, Kim too!
I found out that Kim and a new girl to the neighborhood named Peggy were going to have a sleep-over at Peggy’s house on Saturday.
Peggy was curvy and earthy, the girl next door. She was a very free spirit even then.
Kim was classy and the type most likely to marry a doctor.
I went to the store the next day to purchase a Polaroid camera and three boxes of film. When Saturday came around I was ready and hoping for some luck.
I snuck over to Peggy’s house and into her backyard. I wanted to catch them having sex and I was going to take some pictures.
Please remember, I was young and believed girls did girls as easy as they did guys according to the magazines.
All I could overhear was them talking about boys and some they would like to see naked.
I approached the tent and let them know I was there.
“Can I come in” I asked.
Peggy was the first to say ok, Kim was not so sure, but agreed it would be ok for a while.
For the first hour the talk was about school and who the cool teachers were. But I started a game of spin the bottle. And then it turned into truth or dare.
After about a half hour Peggy was topless. Her beautiful breasts were within reach. Her nipples were about the size of half dollars. I could not take my eyes off of them. Kim was wearing a bra and panties. I could see her looking at Peggy’s tits too.
I was in my underwear. Trying to hide my stiff cock.
It was Kim’s turn and she asked Peggy “truth or Dare”. “Dare” Peggy answered.
Let him suck your tits for a minute. I could not believe my luck. Peggy stuck out her chest to me and I started licking and sucking her tits as much as I could in the minute I had.
Then it was my turn “Kim, truth or dare”. “Dare” said Kim.
“Suck Peggy’s tits for two minutes“. Kim smiled and moved over to Peggy and started sucking like she was breast feeding. Peggy’s eyes were closed and I could tell she was ready to fuck. At the two minute mark Kim was still sucking and Peggy did not care.
I watched the two girls caught up in the moment. I knew that I could fuck at least one of them then and there. But I had to stay on course.
I dressed and left for the night. The girls seemed not to notice my leaving.
I waited about fifteen minutes and went back with my camera.
I moved to the back side of the tent. Looking in I could see the were both naked and kissing. Their hands explored each other. Their fingers were pushing into each others pussies.
Peggy put her head between Kim’s legs and she started to lick.
Kim reached out and grabbed Peggy’s hair. “Oh god that feels sooo goood” Kim moaned. Kim moved to place her head near Peggy’s pussy. I could just see her tongue snake out and lick Peggy. Kim seemed to unsure about eating Peggy. But Peggy pushed her pussy to Kim’s lips.
Kim started to lick and push her tongue into Peggy. They both were moaning and licking with abandon. The sounds of slurping and wet kissing were growing in volume as they became more frantic in their passions. I rose up the camera and took aim. Flash, the girls started screaming and I was gone. By the time I reached home. I had a picture; I went to the utility room to look at just what I had.
Nothing. The picture was blurred by the screen of the tent.
The girls looked like a tan sheet. There was no way anyone would believe it was a picture of Kim and Peggy eating each other out. I went to bed for the night hoping they did not know it was me.
The next day at school Kim all but attacked me. “You asshole, how could take my picture” she yelled. “I have a bet with some guys in school” I lied.
“What kind of a bet” she asked.
“A group of us guys bet five dollars each we could get nude pictures of a girl in school. that was not a girlfriend” I answered.
“Money! I’ll give you money just give me the picture” she demanded.
“Ok, it will be one hundred dollars” I said. “A hundred dollars? Why so much?” she asked.
“There are a lot of guys in on the bet” I said.
“Ok I will pay, now give me the picture” she said.
“Do you have the money on you” I asked? “No, but I can get it” she said.
“Sorry Kim, the bet is the first one with a picture wins the bet. I can’t take the chance some one will bring in a picture” I said.
“I don’t have the money now. But I can get it to you” she said.
“Well, if you could make it worth my while to take a chance on losing the bet” I said.
“What do you want from me” she asked.
“You could let me have my way with you, in exchange for the time to get the money to buy the photo. Or just trade it for hundred dollars worth of sex” I said
“What? Are you joking?” she asked. I smiled and started to walk away
“Ok, I’ll just show the photo and pick up the money” I said over my shoulder.
“Wait, what are you wanting from me” she asked. “Sex” I replied.
“What kind of sex” she asked. “Pussy, blowjobs, when I want it” I said.
“No way” she said. “Ok, see you next period” I said. “Don’t go please” she yelled.
I looked her in the eyes trying to get a read on her. “Make an offer then and hurry” I said.
“I will jerk you off three times” she said. I smiled and said “Bye”.
“Ok, Blowjobs” she said. I turned quickly. “When I want and where” I said.
“Two blowjobs only” she countered. I started walking away.
“Don’t make me do this” she pleaded. I stopped and turned “Blowjobs when I want and were I want. And if I want you naked you will do it” I said.
“Please don’t” she sobbed. “Look Kim you have fucked a lot of the guys here at school, but never me” I shouted. “I am too much like a brother. I hear Incest is best, sis”.
“My cock or hundred dollars” I demanded. “Make up your mind now”!
“Ok I agree” she cried. “Great, let’s go to the hole” I said.
The hole was just that a hole in the wall under the football stadium. The players used the place for sex and smoking dope. “Now” she asked?
“Yeah, I want to make sure you really are going to suck my cock” I said.
She followed me to the hole. I could hear her sobbing the whole way there.
When we entered there was a black guy smoking some pot. His name was Jake.
He played football and was with the in crowd. When Kim saw Jake she looked relieved.
I think she thought that I would not demand sex now.
“Hey” said Jake. “Hello” I replied. “Can I have this place for a while Kim’s going to suck me off”. Kim looked faint, her knees buckled. “Really man, cool but I will just watch ok” he said. “Sure I don’t mind” I replied.
“Kim, strip now” I said. “Please don’t make me” she said. She turned to Jake “please don’t let him do this” she begged. I looked at Jake and said “she made a deal, now she has to keep her end”.
“Hey man, if she will blow you, go for it” he said. “Better get naked, girl”
Kim stood alone; she looked at me and Jake. I thought for a moment she would run away.
Slowly she reaches up and unbuttoned her top. My cock sprang to attention. She unzipped her jeans. Jake’s eyes followed every move she made. She reached behind her back and took off her bra. Her sweet tits fell free. Jake’s hand moved to his crotch. She reached for the waist band of her panties and pulled them down. Her gold brown bush came in to view.
Jake started rubbing his pants. His cock was hard.
“Get on your knees, Kim” I demanded. I moved so that Kim’s back was to Jake.
I unzipped and pulled out my stiff cock. As Kim moved to take me in her mouth, I stopped her. I then lay on the ground making her bend forward with her sweet ass in the air facing Jake. Her mouth swallowed my cock. She was trying to make me cum as fast as she could. Jake pulled his cock out and started jerking off. His cock looked about seven inches long and ready to play.
Kim’s mouth felt warm and she sucked in every inch of my cock. I made eye contact with Jake. He must have read my mind because he moved to his knees and grabbed Kim by her hips. I held her head on my cock as he pushed forward entering her pussy. She tried to fight her way free but Jake and I held her down.
She was sobbing again but Jake was fucking her like a machine. After awhile she started sucking my cock again. But this time it felt different, she was in heat from the fucking Jake was giving her.
Moans were now escaping Kim’s mouth. “Never had a thick black cock before, have you, Kim?” I asked. She moaned louder. “Never had two guys at the same time, have you, slut?” I said. She almost screamed from orgasm. The sounds of Jake thighs slapping Kim’s ass and the slurping noises from my cock as she sucked my cock hungrily.
I could feel myself getting ready to blow. Her mouth pushed down onto my wet cock and I started to cum. I shot load after load in her hungry mouth.
Jake moaned “I going to cum, I going to cum”. “Fill her belly with your sperm Jake, Give her a black baby” I cried. Kim’s mouth was still dripping with my juice.
“Please fill me with your cum, Jake, fuck me full”. Jake pulled his shooting cock out of Kim’s pussy and sprayed her back and ass.
“I don’t need a bitch carrying my baby” he said. I started wiping Jake’s sperm with my fingers and feeding it to Kim’s mouth as she licked my fingers hungrily.
“Eat his sperm, lick it” I said. “Man, that’s one hot bitch you got there” said Jake.
“Yeah, she likes her cock. Don’t you, Kim?” I asked. “Yes” she whispered.
“Can I have the picture now” Kim asked. Jake was dressed and gone before I noticed. “No, not yet, that was just the first of many blowjobs you owe me” I said.
“But I was fucked by Jake. That was not the deal” said Kim. “So go find him and complain” I said. “What if I go to the Dean and say I was raped” she yelled.
“Go ahead. I have the picture and the names of about six guys you have been fucking” I replied.
Kim dressed and left for her next class, I had enjoyed her blowjob but Barbara was a lot better. I decided that it was Barbara I wanted. After school, I went over to Kim’s house and Kim was doing her homework. Barbara was taking an early shower.
“Hey Kim, I am ready for another blowjob” I said. Kim looked stunned. “Here? Now?” she asked “Yeah, or go to Peggy’s house to finish your homework “I said.
“Oh yeah, let Peggy know that I look forward to getting some from her too” I said.
Kim wasted no time packing up and left. I waited for Barbara to finish her shower in her room. Barbara walked into the room and jumped in start.
“What are you doing here” she asked? “I felt the need of some of your attentions” I said
“No, No more I will not be used by a kid” she said.
“Ok Barbara I have another hot slut to take care of my needs any way” I smiled
“Kim can suck cock almost as good as you” I said. Barbara looked struck “Kim is…No she is not” yelled Barbara. “I have some photos and she does not want the photos to get out so we made a deal” I said. “As a matter of fact we were all going to the Drive in on Saturday night” I said. “I was going to having Kim service Mike, Tom and me”.
Saturday night came and to everyone’s surprise Barbara came along.
Kim seemed relieved to have her mom along. Peggy kept looking at me with daggers.
Tom and Mike were unhappy about Barbara because they had scored some pot and could not fire up.
Intermission started and everyone but Barbara and me left for the concession stand.
“Stop blackmailing my daughter” Barbara said. “Sorry can’t help you” I replied.
“I am going to go to the police if you don’t stop it” she said. “Go ahead, you know what I will tell them, miss bald pussy” I replied. “How is my baby doing” I asked?
“Look, you have secrets, she has secrets, and one of you will be my piece of ass” I said.
“She is fucking half the school now, including a black guy named Jake” I said.
“You should have seen her take that black cock”.
Barbara was shaken by what I had told her. “She can service me and you can go back to your dildos and other toys” I said. “Leave her alone” she said.
“Then are you going to be my slut?” I asked. “No” she said. “Look, Barbara, you or her and it starts tonight” I said. “I will be sucked off tonight. By you or her, and if it is her then you will let it happen” I yelled. “Choose now Barbara, They are coming back” I said.
I could hear Tom and Mike talking. “Barbara, decide” I said.
Almost at the car. “Barbara, decide” I said. Tom reached for the door. “Barbara, decide” I said. The car door opened. “Barbara, decide” I said.
“ME” she replied “me”.
The second movie started and I waited for about ten minutes.
“I have to go to the restroom” I said. “Kim, want to go with me?”
“I will go” Barbara said. A look of relief crossed Kim’s face. She and I headed to the restroom. I looked in the men’s room and it was clear.
We entered the handicap stall and she looked me in the eyes not knowing what to expect. “Strip” I said. Off came the top. Off came the pants. Off came the panties and bra.
“Kneel” I said. She dropped to her knees. “Knees apart, back straight, head down” I said.
She did as I said. “I own you. I will use you when and were and with anyone I want” I said. She said nothing. “Answer me, cunt” I yelled. “Yes” she said weakly.
“When Neal comes over to use you, ask him for money for the doctors or the baby” I said
“He does not touch you without money” I said. “Yes” she replied.
“Lick my balls” I commanded. Her tongue started licking me
“Who’s my bitch” I asked. “Me” she replied. “Who’s your master” I asked.
“You are” She said. “I am what” I asked. “Master, you are my master” she said.
“You may now suck my cock” I commanded. Her warm mouth swallowed me deep.
Her tongue licked the under side of my shaft. It felt so good watching Barbara’s head going up and down sucking me deeply.
I was ready to cum “Take it in the face slut” I said.
I grabbed my cock and sprayed her face with my sperm. “Get dressed but wear my sperm to the car” I said. Barbara looked scared. Was I going to make her show the others?
As we walked out of the stall, another man walked in.
He saw Barbara’s cum covered face and looked at me.
Barbara could have died then. But what made her knees weak was when I offered her to the man.
“She is free for the taking” I said. I think he was just too shocked because he turned and walk back out. We started for the car. “Please” she said. We kept walking “Please” she said again. We were close to the car. “Please master” she said.
I turned “yes slut” I said. “Please may I clean my face” she asked.
“Wipe the sperm off with your fingers and eat it” I said. “Slut” I said. “Yes master” she replied. “Do not disappoint me ever” I said. “No master” she said.
A week later I watched Neal visit my slut. I creep into the backyard and looked in to the window. Barbara kept the lights on as I had ordered. Neal must have liked the new Barbara. She was sucking his cock like it was the only cock in the world. She made him cum in her mouth. “Damn, you’ve never been that good before” he said.
Barbara kept licking him hard again, and pushed him on the bed.
She climbed on top and started to ride him. I watched his wet cock disappear into her over and over Barbara was cumming hard again and again. Neal blew another load into her.
After he left I went in the house to see my slut. “You did well” I said. “Thank you, master” she replied. I saw the money on the dresser. I walked over and picked it up; he had left a hundred dollars. I took eighty and turned to Barbara. “Position” I said.
She dropped to her knees, knees apart. I reached down and felt her cum filled pussy. I rolled up the last twenty of Neal’s money, and placed it in her cunt. “Use it to buy something nice for yourself.” “Thank you, master” she said.
“Slut” I said.
“Yes, master?”
“Service me now”
“Yes, master”

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Courting A Vampire 6

By: StormHerald
Chapter 6
A stream of sunlight landed on my face and I smiled, stretching awake.
It took a moment to realize where I was but once I did I stretched my
arms out to my sides and found Damien not there. I sighed and got up
rubbing the tops of my sore arms before heading into the bathroom
and taking a hot shower.
I found a black towel and wrapped it around me drying myself off as
best as I could. I opened the door and realized that the room was a lot
warmer than earlier. I padded into the living room to see a large fire
burning away and a plate of eggs and toast waiting for me on the table.
I opened the note and smiled at the beautiful script on it.
I am sorry that I cannot be with you for the remaining of the time I have
you. I was spirited away due to a conflict in the North. I will make it up to
you when I return. I already took Desmond with me, so you needn’t worry
about her threat. Isadora should be arriving shortly. I will see you soon.
Prince Damien
I closed the letter and grabbed a piece of toast and bit into it, holding it
in my mouth as I grabbed the handle of the knife I had noticed still in
the table and yanking hard, pulled it out. I touched the edge of the
blade then set it in my lap as I finished my breakfast. My Aunt stormed
into the room just as I was finishing looking around furious.
“He has some nerve to skip out on almost half of the time with you, and
taking that little tartlet with him.”
I smiled at her, “Don’t worry about it, he said he would make it up, and
I’m glad she’s gone.”
“Yes, well…” She looked around the place her eyebrows shooting up
and staying up in surprise. I followed her with my eyes as I drank the
last of the orange juice, “He really accommodated you, didn’t he?”
I stood up and walked to her, “What do you mean?”
“Well, all the blankets for one thing. Most of the time vampires don’t
have pillows or blankets on anything other than the bed, the fire, and
he even put in a television.”
I laughed and shook my head, “We didn’t watch it.”
She suddenly turned and grabbed my hand, worry marring her features,
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I didn’t expect him to pick you first. Are you
alright?”
She looked me over, noticing the faint bruising on my upper arms but
seemed satisfied that I was unharmed, “I am just fine, just would like to
get dressed, honestly.”
She smiled and grabbed the plastic bag she had set on the couch when
she had walked in, “Care to divulge some details?”
I shook my head as she unzipped the bag revealing a dark blue satin
dress, “Nope.”
She laughed and helped me into the dress and picked through my hair
as I brushed my teeth. She started to pick up the room and picked up
the scraps of the lace corset holding it up, “Oh my.”
I blushed as she continued to hunt around finding the ripped panties

shortly after. She giggled and put them in the top drawer of the night
stand, “We’ll just leave these here for him.”
I covered my face with my hands and ran out of the room, too
embarrassed to say anything. My aunt followed me laughing as she
gathered a few remaining things in the room and left.
*******
The next few days were uneventful, whatever was happening in the
north kept the Prince away for the rest of the week, Desmond arrived
as Yuki left, and I made it a point to avoid being alone in any of the
halls. I explained to my aunt the knife and then Desmond’s threat,
manufacturing a story that she would possibly believe, she seemed to
be thoroughly impressed, as she made it a point to strap it to my thigh
in every single dress I wore.
Eventually the Prince did return, and upon his return there was a huge
ball thrown, Elizabeth had already been back for three days and the ball
was not only to commemorate the Princes return, but to also
commemorate the beginning of the courtship. I had asked my Aunt
how I would go about courting the Prince and all she could tell me was
that I needed to be proactive and seek the Prince out as often as I
could, rather than waiting for him to find me.
The night of the ball she dressed me in a form fitting, midnight blue,
velvet dress. It had a slit up to my hip on one side, and on the other my
knife was strapped. My hair was pulled up into a French twist with blue
diamond encrusted combs pinning it into place. The front of the dress
dipped into a low scoop, and thanks to a strong push up bra, my
cleavage held center stage. Sitting on my collar bone was my blue
diamond necklace and long diamond earring dangled from my ears.

My aunt left shortly after getting me ready, telling me she had to meet
with the family over a few things, and left me to find my way to the
ball. I decided then, that it would be a wise idea to be proactive and
instead of making my way to the ball I made my way to the Princes
chambers. I lifted my hand to knock but saw that the door was cracked
open and I sighed, thinking that either someone was already with him,
or that he had already left.
I had missed him, and still hadn’t seen him since his return, so I entered
quietly, hoping to catch a brief glimpse of his face, if nothing else. I
heard a groan coming from the room and my heart beat faster realizing
that I may not have been the only proactive betrothed in the castle. I
debated whether to leave, but the desire to see his face was
overwhelming and I couldn’t help but to peek around the corner into
his room.
What I saw stunned me, the Prince was alone, wearing nothing but a
pair of pants fallen to his ankles. He was sitting on the bed and one
hand was working up and down on the glorious member I’d had
multiple dreams about. But it was what was in the other hand that
stunned me, in his other hand were the panties my Aunt had left him,
he had them pressed to his face and was breathing them in deeply as
he worked on his hard member.
I stepped forward and with no thought what so ever knelt down in
front of him and stopped his hand. His eyes flew open as he jumped
startled until his silver eyes landed on my face. He lowered the panties
from his face and I stood up enough to capture his lips with mine. He
grabbed me and ravenously pressed my body to him, our mouths
ravishing each other, saying with more than words how much we had
missed each other.
He broke the kiss and I pulled back sinking back to my knees and
moving his hands away from his beautiful cock. I licked the glistening
head, closing my eyes and tasting the sweet liquid that had pooled
there. I licked down his member until I was to its base, and then I pulled
away to look at the large, heavy testicles hanging from him. I nuzzled
them softly before licking up the textured flesh. He moaned and I
looked up seeing him watching me, his eyes pure bright glowing silver,
and his fangs fully exposed.
I opened my mouth and softly sucked in one ball, caressing it with my
tongue before switching to the other. I nuzzled in the hair for a
moment, breathing in his spicy scent before returning my attention to
his now throbbing cock. I licked up the vein and swirled my tongue
along the ridge of the head. I again licked at the pooling liquid at the tip
and then slowly engulfed him in my mouth. He was hot, and the feeling
of his thick shaft moving down my throat until my nose was buried in
his curly black hair, was amazing.
I felt my body respond by heating up my stomach and the junction
between my legs. I swallowed and nursed on him until I pulled up,
sucking hard as I pulled him out of my mouth. He groaned loudly and
grabbed the back of my head and pushed me back down. I inched as
close as I could and began to move up and down on him, swallowing in
pleasure as his hot shaft reached into my throat, and sucking hard as it
pulled out. Soon Damien was moaning my name and I felt my slit drip
wet as his member thickened and his hot seed filled my mouth.
I moaned and stared straight into his bright silver eyes, as I suckled on
him, draining every last bit I could from him before releasing him and
licking my lips clean. He groaned at seeing me and grabbed the back of
my head and forcefully pulled me against his mouth. He attacked my
mouth, sucking and nipping at my lips, and I did the same in return,
gasping and moaning as his tongue ravished mine. Too soon he pulled
away and held me away from him. I set my hands down onto his knees
and sank back onto my folded legs, sitting and waiting patiently for him.
He ran is hand over his face as his still silver eyes looked at me and his
fangs in plain view.
I shuddered and smiled at him, “I missed you.”
He frowned and stood up pulling his pants up and fastening them
quickly. I stood up and followed him into his closet watching him pick a
black button up shirt and putting it on. He buttoned it up without
looking at me and I stood in his way in the door way. Finally he looked
up at me and I nodded, “I can leave if I’m bothering you.”
He shook his head and softly pushed passed me and walked into the
bathroom and pulled his hair back. I walked in with him and looked in
the mirror, fixing the few stray hairs that had escaped my hairdo. He
walked out and I continued to straighten myself out before nodding
then walking out seeing him put on his boots. He wouldn’t look at me
and I sighed and walked to the door, “I’ll leave you to it then.”
I turned and walked out getting only three steps before warm, strong
arms wrapped around me, “Don’t go yet.”
I turned in his arms and looked at him, “Okay,” laid my head against his
chest and then kissed the nape of his neck before he dropped his arms
and turned away, finishing getting dressed. I sat on the edge of the bed
and watched him pull cuff links out and put them on and then pull out a
very formal looking jacket and put it on. I played with my necklace
catching Damien’s eye.
“I have been hearing a lot of things about you, while I was away.”
I looked up at him curious, “I’m surprised you heard anything up where
you were at. What was it?”

He nodded to me, “That this particular shade of blue seems to be your
favorite color.”
I smiled, “It is, and silver, blue and silver.”
His eyes narrowed, “Silver huh?”
I ignored his sudden mood change and leaned back on my hands
thinking back to my room back home, “Yes, my whole house is black
and red except my room. I have these beautiful blankets that are just
the perfect dark blue and then stitched all through them are silver stars
and flowers. They are my absolute favorite.”
“Tell me more about your home.” He sat next to me and I smiled at him
and sat up.
“Well the canopy of my bed is this light blue, and then this rich emerald
green. I didn’t used to like green but one year the farmers that owned
the fields around our house all decided to plant wheat at the same
time.” I sat up and waved my arms in front of me, “The whole world
was just this beautiful sea of deep green that would wave in the breeze.
It was amazing; it was so green that it even filled the house with green,
every time the sun was out, and the house was filled with green. Then
the wheat turned golden yellow and it was just amazing, I felt like I
lived in a sea of gold for a while.”
I leaned back on my arms, “I didn’t go to school, like the rest of the
humans, I went mostly online. We lived in the middle of nowhere, the
nearest house being a good three miles away. I spent a lot of time
learning how to be a proper vampire princess from my mother.” I gave
Damien a sideways look and smiled, “obviously I ignored those lessons.
I also learned different things too, like vampire history, my family’s
history, and self-defense.”
Damien looked down at the black watch he wore and sighed, “We need
to get going.”
I stood up and straightened my dress and Damien grabbed my hand,
“Thank you.”
I leaned forward and brushed my lips gently against his before
straightening up and smiling at him, walked out of the room. I walked
to the ballroom and was instantly the center of attention as hundreds
of pairs of black eyes turned to look at me. I straightened my back and
glided to the best of my abilities to the area where my aunt told me to
meet her. I tried to subtly check myself, making sure I didn’t have any
evidence of what had happened on me before being grabbed into a
bone crushing hug by my aunt.
She whispered into my ear, “We have a problem.”
I pulled back looking at her and to nodded towards three very tall men,
the most noticeable having dusty blonde hair, a full beard, and sharp
green eyes. I knew instantly there were Lycans, wolves most likely, or
maybe even lions. I gave my aunt a dark look, “I thought that was what
the Prince was up North taking care of.”
My aunt shifted uncomfortable and gave my four relatives a very black
look, “They are here for you.”
I spun around and grabbed my aunts hand and glared into her black
eyes, “What?”
“It seems that while my side of your family has offered your hand to the
Prince, your mother’s side has been talking to the Lycans about you

marrying one of their leader’s sons.”
“What do you mean?”
My cousin stepped forward and pulled the two of us back a few more
feet into the shadows, “My uncle, your uncle, has been up north
working on peace with the Lycans. He had mentioned that you were
human, not vampire, and because of that reason, the marriage oath
was changed to allow the Prince an option of choosing a vampire
instead of you. When he said that the Lycan leader was immediately
interested, my uncle has basically promised that if you aren’t chosen by
the Prince, then you will be married to one of his sons.”
She nodded to the three Lycans and they zeroed in on the movement
their green eyes locking with mine. They all smiled and I felt my pulse
begin to quicken as I backed up into my cousin. I began to look
frantically for a place to run to, only partially noticing Damien making a
very obvious, straight line to the three men. I started to shake as I
realized I was cornered and suddenly my aunt was in front of me
looking at me worried, “Lilly?”
I didn’t look at her, but instead kept my eyes zeroed in on the lethal
movements of the three men that were getting too close. Suddenly I
couldn’t catch my breath, and the world began to spin before the edges
of my vision blackened. I was panicking, I had never panicked this much
before in my life, but their movements, their bodies, everything, was
different than anything I had seen before.
My aunt was tugging on my hand, “Breathe Lilly, Lilly?”
She looked past my shoulder, “What’s wrong with her?”
I felt my legs give out and my aunt caught me suddenly realizing I was
fainting, “Oh my Hades, someone, get a glass of water or something.
NO NOT BLOOD YOU IDIOT!!!”
It was the last thing I heard as the blackness at the edge of my sight
moved to cover my entire vision, and my body went slack.
I felt cool hands on my face, as another set of hands lifted my head and
water was poured onto my lips. I opened my eyes staring straight into
the familiar black eyes of my aunt, the worry lines on her face fading as
she saw me wake up.
“Oh thank all that is undead, I thought you died.” I took a few more sips
before sitting up and recognizing I wasn’t in the ballroom anymore. I
grabbed my Aunts hand, ‘What happened?”
My aunt chewed on the inside of her cheek and looked down at me
worried, “Promise not to faint again?”
I nodded, “I’m not being stalked by some oversized lion looking man
with no place to run.”
My aunt sat down with a huff, “Well, the Prince went up north because
the Lycans leader had told him he wanted to make peace. So of course,
the Prince went and when he was there he was told about your Uncles
offer of your hand should the Prince not want you. This was, of course,
an inappropriate time to discuss that sort of thing because the Prince
had just met you. So instead the leader gave him an ultimatum, if he
would allow three of his sons to court you, as you and the three
vampires courted him or else…”
“He agreed?” Was all I could squeak out before my aunt hushed me.
“It was that or full on war Lilly, which would you have picked?” I
nodded accepting that the ultimatum left little to be desired.
“Someone could have warned me.”
“Well I was going to but you had disappeared out of the room, and I
couldn’t find you in the ball room either.”
I looked around and realized I was in an office lying on a soft leather
sofa, “Where am I?”
“Damien’s study, he told me to send for him when you woke, which I
did so he should be here soon.”
My aunt looked at me strangely for a moment, “is there something you
need to tell me before he arrives?”
I looked at her confused, “What do you mean?”
“Well, his reaction to you fainting was pretty, obvious. He about killed
the three Lycans, thinking they had attacked you. On top of that, when I
picked you up, you are absolutely covered in the Princes smell.”
Before I could say anything the door opened and the Prince strode in
looking over my entire body as if trying to find a mark. I stood up and
narrowed my eyes at him, ignoring the crowd, watching from just
outside the door.
“You…” I hissed and was promptly grabbed by the shoulders and held
immobile as I tried to kick Damien in the shin, ‘You could have warned
me!!”

My aunt quickly walked to the door closing it, “Nothing to see, you
would be pissed off too if you found out…” Her voices faded as she
walked out of hearing distance.
“You are right, I should have. I didn’t expect them to be here so soon.”
He held onto me as I tried to aim another kick at him.
“And so when you get Desmond, I end up with some fricken Wolf, or
Lion or whatever those guys are.”
Damien ground his teeth together, “I didn’t have a choice.”
I slumped down defeated and Damien quickly picked me up and sat me
on the couch next to him, “I know about your choice, my aunt told me.
It’s just, you may not have much of a choice, but I don’t have any
choices.”
I felt tears well up and fall down my cheeks, “I feel like some prized cow
being sold off to the highest bidder.”
Damien didn’t say anything, and instead let me cover my face and weep
for a few minutes before the door burst open. I automatically jumped
up with a cry and grabbed at my dagger, assuming the Lycans had come
for me. I held the knife up only to see Desmond glaring daggers at me.
I moaned and slumped back down next to Damien and played with the
tip of the dagger as he grabbed her and pulled her to just outside the
door. I didn’t hear much of the conversation beyond Desmond whining
about needing a dance partner and how I would be fine with my aunt,
but Damien said something to her and eventually she left.
I was starting to entertain some pretty morbid thoughts about the
dagger when Damien grabbed it silently from me. I looked up at him
startled and he touched my chin, “I didn’t like the look you were giving
it.”
I moaned and slumped back, “It’s an option.” not really meaning the
words as they came out, I was being sullen, and I figured I had every
right to be, damned undead!!
“No its not.” Damien’s voice was cold and I ignored it, covering my eyes
with my hands.
He sat back down beside me and grabbed my hands holding them in
his, “I sorry this has happened.”
I nodded, “I know, its my uncles fault, not yours.”
He nodded, “I will introduce you to the three of them, and I won’t leave
your side while you speak with them. It will be good for you to get to
know them.”
I swallowed a lump in my throat, Damien was trying to get me to like
one of the suitors so that he could marry Desmond without guilt. I
nodded and stood up, taking a deep breath, and putting the dagger
away. I took another sip of water then straightened my shoulders,
“Alright, introduce away.”
We walked into the ball room, arm in arm and he led me directly to the
three Lycans. They bowed and apologized for frightening me and
eventually introduced themselves, as Lucas, the tall one with the sandy
blonde hair and full beard, he was the Lycan leaders second son. The
third son was William, he was quieter and darker than his brothers, but
smiled and bowed low to me saying very little and not lingering over
me at all. The last one was Gabriel, the youngest, he was about my age
but stood a good foot taller than me. He bent down, and smiled at me,
kissing my hand, his green eyes sparkling with amusement. His fingers
were long and slender, making me think of an artist’s hands rather than
a warrior princes hands. I smiled back at him and the other two
groaned and traded coins with each other.
I looked back to Damien but his eyes were the color of steel as he
stared at the three, and kept his hand on the small of my back and I got
a sense of possessiveness as well as protectiveness from the gesture. I
turned and thanked him for helping me and nodded to a fuming
Desmond, he looked at her then back at me, his face flashing with
conflict before nodded to me and dropping his hand.
“If you need anything…” He let the sentence hang and I thanked him.
I turned back to the suitors and suddenly felt very overwhelmed by
how they towered over me. They all three smiled and offered to take
me to the balcony for fresh air. I thanked them and followed Lukas,
William and Gabriel flanking me on either side. I turned my head
looking at them confused and Gabriel shrugged, “it’s a pack thing, its
not threatening.”
‘Um, Okay.” It was weird, but probably harmless. At least that’s what I
told myself.
We all stepped out onto the balcony and I took a deep breath, feeling
the cool breeze cut through me but enjoying the fresh air anyway.
“It’s pretty strange.”
I looked at William curiously, “What is?”
“Well, your uncle made it sound like you being born a human was more
of an embarrassment than anything else. But as soon as we arrived the
whole place has been scrambling to make sure your safe. I don’t think
anyone even thought about the other three betrothed.” Lukas nodded
agreeing with his brother.
“We came here thinking you would be brow beaten at the least, maybe
we could be your dashing saving heroes. Instead we get rumors about
you being the precious blue diamond princess.”
I moaned and rolled my eyes, “My aunts to blame for that one. She
plays up how unique I am, and if there’s anything a vampire loves, it’s
to possess something unique.”
All three brothers nodded, “Yeah, we were pretty surprised actually to
hear about you. It isn’t every generation one of you is born, but to have
two of you born in the same generation, is pretty special.”
Gabriel sat on the edge of the balcony and nodded, “Yeah, not only is
the great Prince born a vampire, something that hasn’t happened in
what did the old coot say, a century?”
The two brothers nodded, “But then a human is born from two
vampires and that hasn’t happened in about a millennium. For
creatures that prize rare things, the Prince really doesn’t seem to
appreciate you.”
They all agreed and I narrowed my eyes at them, “So you are here to
charm me into marrying one of you?”
They nodded grinning, “Great, and what if I don’t want any of you?”
Luke rubbed his beard for a moment, “Well in a month if we haven’t
made any progress with you, one, two or three of our other brothers
will show up and have a go at it.”
“How many of you are there?”
“Not counting my older brother who is on his honeymoon right now,
there are eleven of us, seven of us brothers, we have four sisters too.”
My jaw dropped, “Are you serious?”
They nodded and I leaned back against the balcony, “Wow, that’s a lot
of kids.”
They laughed and Luke put his hand on William’s shoulder, “William
here isn’t interested in getting married, so no offense to you, but in a
month he will be leaving. I was going to leave to, but…”
His eyes roamed my body for a moment and he smiled wider, “I’ve had
a change of heart.”
I looked at Gabriel who’s squatting beside me on the balcony ledge,
“And Gabriel?”
Gabriel hopped down and held his hand out, “Gabriel wants to dance.”
I smile and hesitantly put my hand in his and shyly let him guide me
back into the ball room. Damien and Desmond were already there
dancing, and I looked at Gabriel who squeezed my hand gently, “Don’t
worry Princess I don’t bite.”
I chuckle and let him pull me close and begin to move to the music. I
was surprised at how well he knew how to dance and by the end of it,
the combination of dancing and Gabriel’s constant snide remarks about
the different vampires had me smiling and laughing with him. He spun
me into another dance and continued to talk about himself and his
seven brothers and four sisters.
I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise and looked behind me to see
steel gray eyes staring at me. I smiled at him and nodded before he
turned away. Gabriel didn’t miss the interaction and snorted, “His loss,
he must be absolutely crazy to be dancing with that bleached out stick
figure over you.”
I pushed Gabriel away a little as he leaned in too close and smiled, “I’ve
been raised vampire my whole life, Desmond is stunning by vampire
standards.”
He snorted and rolled his eyes, “Yeah, whatever, I got the better end of
the deal anyway.”
I blushed and suddenly a cold hand was on my shoulder, “May I cut in?”
Gabriel frowned but nodded, turning on his heel and stalking back to
his brothers on the balcony. I turned and looked into steel grey eyes
and smiled, “Hi.”
He spun me and then pressed me against him in a slow waltz, “You
seemed to be enjoying yourself.”
I looked up at Damien and nodded, “They look worse than they are.”
“I don’t like how that pup was looking at you.” I sighed and put my hand
on his chest and pulled back to look at him.
We stopped moving as we stared at each other, “I’m just trying to make
the best of the situation I’m in Damien.”

He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them again his
eyes had returned to their grey, “I know, just remember that you are
supposed to be courting me, along with them courting you.”
I smiled up at Damien, “As if I could forget.”
He’s eyes flashed silver before he dropped my arms and stepped back. I
looked after him, watching him grab Yuki’s hand and move with her
onto the dance floor. A very large hand dropped onto my shoulder and
I looked up to see Luke staring darkly at Damien.
“Wanna dance?”
I laughed and nodded, “Sure.”

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The Life Ch 3 European Adventure

Foreword: In the months after meeting Amy, life changed in many ways. Usually when a man meets a woman and makes a commitment however small, life usually calms some. Not for Bear, Amy took a Wildman and enhanced his wild. In one traditional way they bonded, she became his and together they did everything better. Most of Bears’ life was outside the “box” Amy enhanced that as well.

Amariel’s Adventures: Chapter 5, Daze in the Forest

Vivid and horrible dreams haunt my sleep.
I hear the sounds of desperate feet running through the dark forest. Terrified and ragged breathing puffing in and out. Heart thundering, running and running from some horrible monster half-glimpsed from the corner of my eyes. Teeth and claws and blood-stained fur. Running and running, but the thing is catching up.
But then the perspective shifts, and I realize that it’s me that’s the monster. I can feel amazing power and strength in my body, and I crash through the forest after a terrified man, running for his life. I try to tell him that I mean him no harm, but all that comes out is a horrific roar. I reach out to him, to tell him he doesn’t need to run, but my hand just shreds through him. He falls to the floor, screaming and bleeding, and I lean down to console him, but my teeth bite at his throat of their own accord. I feel hot blood running through my teeth, down my throat, and I cry out in-
I cry out in terror and sit up, looking around. I am, in fact, in a forest. But it’s neither dark nor full of monsters. There are only two people here- myself and Lynette.
That same woman now gently strokes my hair, and her touch calms me. Sitting beside me, she gently pulls my head down, and leans it on her shoulder. As she pets my hair and coos to me, I feel my heart rate slowly drop, and the fear ebbs from me.
It’s been almost a month now since I was carried to this clearing by a monster I called, and Lynette has been taking care of me ever since. I look up her, and gaze at her. She has soft black hair that seems to flow down her back forever, and which shines so nicely in the light. He has a thin face with narrow features, but her eyes- a deep hazel- are full of caring for everything she sees around her. The sun lights those eyes up, making them almost glow, and I can’t help but smile.
“Did you dream about him again?” She inquires in her gentle voice.
“For the third night in a row,” I reply, sighing with malcontent despite the gorgeous dawn splaying across the land.
She looks away, across the clearing and past the small waterfall, and seems to be lost in thought. After a moment, she asks “When you called him, you said he took your anger?”
We’ve been over this many times, with her always curious as to how I had done it. I’m sure the repeated questions would have irritated me had they been asked by anyone else, but I know she has only the best of intentions in her heart. “I opened the door and my anger, my frustration and my nightmares were pulled through.”
Again she stares, thinking. “So, if all he was ever given is rage and fear… I guess that would explain why he killed without remorse.”
These were the kind of thoughts she had. Always trying to understand someone’s motive; always giving them the benefit of the doubt. She also called the monster a ‘him’ instead of an ‘it’. But she must surely have a point to make.
After a moment, she makes the point she was moving towards. “So, since we’ve learned that you didn’t actually lose those emotions for good,” she began, reminding me of the times I had lost my temper while trying to help her with seemingly simple tasks, “you could call him again. And give him something else.” I had summoned him once since that first time, to show her.
This was a new thing to think of. “What do you mean? What else would I give to it?”
“Well, maybe you could give it other emotions, other thoughts. You could bring him through and give him understanding, wisdom, and love. See what he looks like, then.”
Her constant optimism was enough to make me giggle. Looking to her eyes, I know she’s serious. Her hazel eyes are full of warmth, and she truly wants to help me make the best of this. “But I don’t have those things,” I tell her as I gently shake my head. “I never mastered the softer emotions.”
She looked puzzled, maybe even worried. “But everyone has love, and from there the other things can grow.”
I gently remove my head from her shoulder and stand, stretching. “To have love, you’d have to experience it. Mother, father, sibling, romantic partner, I’ve had none of these. Who could ever love me?”
She just gave me the most peculiar look, and then we got to work. There’s plenty to do, in the forest.
* * *
There were a lot of berries to harvest near her clearing. And many plants could be gathered and eaten, or used for spices or medicine. And the beast helped me to hunt, though I tried not to call upon it too often. I was still quite scared of its ferocity. Yet, the creature was very content to serve. And thus, the days slid by lazily.
Yet today we need not do any work, for our food stocks are quite full. Lying on the lush grass, I feel content. The blades are as soft as feathers, and the field is comfier than any bed I’ve ever lain upon. I loll my head over and see Lynette washing one of her dresses in the bond. Lazily I rise and walk over to join her. Outside, the forest is starting towards a chill autumn, yet it feels warm in our vale.
I sit down on a rock across the small pond from her, and dip my bare feet into the water. It’s crisp and cold, and the chill feels nice on this warm day. I soak my feet in the cool water for another moment, and then decide that I’m warm enough for a swim.
I pull my old dress- sewn in so many places with hemp or thin vines that it almost looks like a plant- over my head. I give it a soak and a quick washing and lay it down in the sun. I quickly undo my bra, a homemade gift from Lynette, and lay that down beside the soaking dress. I take a moment to stretch my back, arching my chest up towards the midday sun. As I wiggle off of the rock into the pond, I notice that she’s watching me from the other side with that certain smile of hers, usually reserved for golden sunrises and perfect rainbows in the waterfall.
The water is cool, but not too cold and is quite refreshing. The water only just comes over my chest and I half-walk-half-swim to the fall. I let the water wash over my hair as I lean back. I take a moment to wash my hair thoroughly, before coming out of the fall. Interestingly enough, Lynette’s still watching me.
I dive just below the surface, looking out around the clear water. Suddenly there’s a pair of naked legs landing in the water, and my eyes slowly follow them up. I surface as my eyes keep on drifting over her tall, slender body until gradually they settle on her face. She stares at me rather intently like she has something important to say.
She wades forward- somehow making the motion look graceful- until she’s within arm’s reach. “Amariel, I…” she starts, and then stops. After a moment, she starts again. “A while ago, you said that you weren’t loved. Well, you are.”
I don’t know what to say, so for once I don’t say anything. She gently places a hand on my elbow, and just looks at me as if she has something else to add. She seems ready to speak, then doesn’t.
Then, with a swift motion, she leans forward and kisses me on the lips. For a moment my breath catches, and our lips are together, but then it’s over. She leans back and looks in my face, judging my reaction. My heart beats fast in my chest, as I watch her worries cross her face- anxiety that I don’t feel the same way. I wrap my right hand around the small of her back and pull her to me. We kiss again and my senses soar as the soft press of her lips against mine sends tingles through my body. I feel high and disoriented, so I wrap my other arm around her as if for balance.
Our bodies press together, her warmth against mine, and my hands roam her back as I feel her tongue gently probe against my lips. I meet it with my own, and she moans slightly as our tongues touch. I slide my hands along her back, following them to the lines of her shoulders, and back down to the curve of her body.
She presses fiercely against me, and I stagger backwards until we press against the rocks, with the waterfall pouring over us.
The water cascades down her back, rushing across my hands, as our passion grows hotter. One of her hands slides up my ribs, gently caressing the bottom of my breast. I pull back from our kiss and we part loudly. I gently take her hand and guide it to my nipple, staring her in the eyes. Already my nipples are hard- both from the cold water and the intensity of the moment.
Her thumb gently strokes my pink flesh, circling it slowly. Then I pull her back against me and press my lips against hers, thrusting my tongue to meet hers. Our passion burns as we explore one another’s mouth, and she brings both hands up to my chest, gently massaging my breasts. It’s already been five or more months since I’ve been touched by anyone- which is long for me- and I’ve never felt romance before. My body seem to melt in her arms, and she reaches one hand down to cup my ass, holding it while she presses me against the wall.
I slowly lick her lips and feel her tongue gently collide with my own, mixing our breaths and passions together. The hand on my ass slides down to my thigh, lifting my leg up.
I naturally wrap it around her legs, and I feel our sexes pressed against one another. Heat seems to radiate through the water, and her hand on my breast starts slowly venturing lower. She traces my ribs and my stomach, and lightly caresses my waist. Then I feel it slide lower, tracing along that coarse hair towards where I’m aching for her to go.
A single one of her slender fingers gently traces along my outer lips, and I shudder in anticipation. She slides it back along to my clitoris, then back towards my rear.
At last, with one smooth motion, she sinks her finger into me. I break off from our kiss and tilt my head back; moaning loudly as she slowly sinks her digit into me. I feel that digit moving slowly into me, spreading waves of heat through my entire body. Then she slowly retracts, and I clench tightly onto her body with my hands and leg, holding onto her for support.
She slips back into my tender flesh, making me moan and she curls her finger inside of me. She seems to know my body better than I do, and she reaches every sweet spot inside of me. She presses tightly against me, her hard nipples tracing just along my upper chest, and burrows her finger back into me. All I can do is cling to her while she stimulates my body, slowly pumping in and out of me. My breathing gets faster as I feel intense pleasure building up in my center, and I thrust my hips back against her, meeting her finger with my body.
Her free hand releases my leg and holds onto the back of my neck, keeping me to her as she pleasures me with her finger.
I spread my legs widely, giving no resistance. She plunges into me again and again, making me groan and clench her body even more firmly. Her pace is moderate but relentless, and each pass into me makes me feel like I’m swelling with sensation.
That great ball of delirious joy inflates inside of me, and I feel my muscles start to tense up as the pressure builds and builds. At last, I feel that I couldn’t possibly take any more, and she pushes deeply into me again, stroking that inner wall. I fly over the edge of bliss and my muscles clench as the ball of energy bursts. Faster and faster she strokes my inside as my muscles spasm and waves of pleasure surge through my body. I scream out her name as I orgasm around her digit, grinding my pelvis against her hand for all I’m worth, cumming and cumming.
At last the sensations slow down and fade, and she slowly removes her finger from me. Cold water replaces her warm body part, but I don’t think anything could cool me down, now.
I look into her deep, brown eyes, and without a word we wade towards the edge of the pond, holding hands.
She gets out first, and lies down in the grass, her body glistening in the warm sun. I lower myself over her until I’m laying half on the grass and half on her, and kiss her deeply. As our tongues swirl, her hands roam my body, and I start my own explorations.
I trace over her breasts, much smaller than mine; barely enough to fill my hands. Then I caress her stomach and side, still exchanging breath and tongue thrusts with her.
Instinctively, I grind my pelvis against her, rubbing my wet lips against her thigh. Deftly, she pulls me over slightly, bringing me over top of her and between her legs. Again I thrust, slowly rubbing my pelvis against hers. I thrust my tongue deeper into her mouth, and she parries- pressing and coiling hers against mine. Her breathing is getting faster, and I know she wants her own relief.
I break our kiss again, and slide myself lower, kissing along her jaw and down her neck. I gingerly nibble on her collar as I work my way down.
She moans loudly when I pause to suck on a nipple, gently swirling my tongue around it. As I lightly nibble on her left nipple, I caress her right breast with my hand, and she moans again and bucks her hips under me.
I release her breasts reluctantly, and make my way lower, kissing and licking along her stomach. I pause again to trace her little belly button with my tongue, and she wiggles under me. I know she’s impatient despite enjoying this, and I lower even further.
My chin rubs along her short pubic hair- when the hell does she shave this? – and I plant a couple more kisses as I move lower and lower. My lips hover just over her lower set of lips, and my light breath on them seems to drive her wild.
Suddenly, she sits up swiftly and clambers on top of me, her pelvis near the back of my head.
With expert skills I wiggle under her, rolling over to face her.
My face is now lined perfectly up with her pink petals, and I gently reach my hand around her waist, holding onto her lower back. I pull her down slightly while raising my head up, and breathe deeply the scent of her hot sex. My mind is flooded with the smell of her- like flowers and honey and everything in spring.
I waste no time and press my mouth against her lips. I lick the distance from her clitoris to her tunnel and back again, making her groan again. I flick my tongue across the entrance a couple of times, and she presses herself against my face. Without wasting more time, I plunge my tongue into those silken folds. “Oh, gods, Amariel,” she cries out. “You feel so good!”
With this for encouragement, I press my tongue as deeply into her as I can. Her juices flow and the taste of honey floods my mouth as I lick and suckle at her womanhood.
At the same time, I feel the sweet, wet heat of her tongue against my nubile flower. She gently spreads the petals with her fingers and explores me with her tongue, making me feel light-headed and delirious.
The gentle application of her tongue makes me feel hot. Moaning, I continue eating her out. My moaning helps her along, and she starts bucking her hips, grinding her lips against my face as I quickly work my tongue in and out of her sweet hole. I clench her ass cheeks with both hands as I work on lapping up all of her succulent juices. As my tongue passes over her stiff clitoris, she twitches against me, and moans loudly into me as she continues eating me out. The vibrations in combination with the feeling of her slick tongue passing through and against my vulva make me tingle with pleasure.
Her pace is relentless, and the tingling pulsations from my groin get stronger with each pass of her dextrous tongue, and I feel myself losing control. Valiantly, I try my hardest to pleasure her with my tongue, trying to make sure we both finish.
It gets harder and harder to keep a steady pace with my tongue, so I reach my right hand around her thigh, and sink the finger into her hot, slick hole. My finger slides into her without any resistance, and I curl and uncurl my finger rapidly, like I was beckoning someone. Still pumping with my finger, I gingerly place my lips on her outer fold, and suck slightly, pulling a small amount of skin into my mouth.
Her mouth breaks away from my own vagina as she lets out a loud moan. “Oh, oh Amariel. Oh!”
Her voice gets higher still, and I know she’s going to finish soon. I plunge into her even faster with my finger, feeling her hot juices coat my finger. With quick flits I rub my tongue across her clit, and she starts thrusting her face at me even harder, like she was riding me.
She buries her own face between my legs again, and her amazing tongue work continues. The sensations she’s giving me get stronger and stronger, and I throw my head back and yell out. With panted breaths, I keep pushing my finger in and out of her, pushing her towards the edge.
Her tongue passes over my clitoris, and I arch my legs as energy rushes from where her mouth is, blasting along my body, making my muscles spasm and my voice cry out again and again. My finger never stops moving during this, and I feel her suddenly clench tightly, squeezing my finger, as she has her own orgasm. She moans again, her mouth still on me, and licks me all the faster. The waves of bliss just keep rushing through me, and I spasm and writhe under her. Stars dance across my vision and I feel so dizzy as the chemicals burst through me.
Her own climax rages on, and she pushes herself back at me, impaling herself on my digit.
At last our respective orgasms die down, and she collapses weakly on top of me. My muscles all relax and I slide my finger out of her, revelling in the feeling of her tight chasm.
My finger is slick with her juices, and I can see visual evidence on my finger of her having finished. I stick the finger in my mouth, and my eyes slit closed as I suck the cream off of it. The flavour is both sweet and bitter, and floods my mouth. The taste makes me feel horny all over again, but I’m too tired for more right now.
She lifts herself up, her delightful tush hovering mere inches from my face. Then she turns herself around, and lies down again, her chest on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her, and she rests her arm on my chest and we hold each other, resting in the warm sun. After a while, she falls asleep in my arms, and I bask in the afterglow of great sex, thinking. Loved. I’m loved. She says she loves me. It’s a comforting, if slightly puzzling thought.
I listen to her contented breathing, and after a while I sleep, too. This time, I have no dreams.
* * *
There was still work to be done, for we were often collecting herbs, sewing new garments or washing our clothes, and this kept us occupied throughout autumn and winter. But we still found time to have sex as often as possible, trying as many new things as we could think of. It was in the springtime, after a particularly energetic session that I found myself resting between her legs.
Her back in the soft grass, she panted- chest heaving- trying to catch her breath. My tongue and fingers feel slightly cramped, and I’m lying down in the grass, resting my head on the soft skin of her pelvis. Contentedly gazing at her toned legs, I gently twirl my finger in her pubic hair.
“Amariel,” she starts, rather suddenly, “I think you should call on your creature again.”
I perk my head up, and regard her curiously. “Why? We don’t need to hunt anything today.”
That determined look sprouts on her face again. “Well, each time you call him now, you don’t really put anything into him. Just call him the way he is. That sort of helps my theory that he’s made out of whatever emotion you’ve given him before. So you should still be able to shape him.”
The idea made sense. If I opened that door again and put some of my intellect through, he could be smarter. Or kinder, or anything I want.
I sit up in the grass, and decide to do it straight away. Closing my eyes, I try to block out all of the distractions of the world. As soon as I think about that door, I instantly see it in my mind’s eye. That huge, ominous gate stills fills me with foreboding. I’m sure Lynette can tell, because as soon as I start feeling worried, I feel her slip her hand into mine.
An image of me appears before those doors, and the colours swirl around me. My aura, Lynette told me.
I mentally press on that door, and feel it slowly start to budge under my efforts. As the crack in the door widens slightly, I feel a gentle forcing lightly pulling at me, grasping at me as if trying to take something of mine. This is my opportunity to put an emotion in, or shape him in my mind.
Suddenly, my mind feels blank. What do I give to a monster? Intelligence, compassion, fear, excitement, anxiety? I suddenly feel at a loss, and I must have gone slack, because Lynette gives my hand a compassionate squeeze. I feel the warmth of love bloom in my chest briefly, alight at her touch. As soon I feel that emotion come blossom, I see a thick streak of rose appear in my aura. As soon as it appears, it separates like a coloured mist, drifting into that opening in the door!
Love? He can’t take my love! I suddenly feel worried, and Lynette- not knowing what’s happening in my mind- holds my hand more tightly, pressing against me.
Suddenly I can see a secondary aura appear beside mine. This one is full of that pink colour, the pale yellow of compassion, the faint green-blue of wisdom and streaks of bright yellow- excitement. I feel those same emotions flood me, only to be pulled through as well. I see the beast clearly beyond the doorway, and I see that mist of different colours surrounding him as it pours from me.
I feel worried at what he might be taking from me, but I try to focus. I mentally try to alter the fur on him, since the horrid mated texture feels icky. Flashes of purple-red flash across my vision as Lynette feels lust- likely caused by my sweating and rapid breathing.
This, too, seems to sift through the doorway, and it looks like other changes are taking place on the creature, but I can’t see him clearly though the mists anymore.
My eyes snap open, and I feel confused. What did I do to it? I’m lying on my back with my head on Lynette’s lap, looking up into her face. She gives me her gentle smile, and I relax. Whatever happens, we can make it together. I sit up, and see my beast standing in the field before me.
Now, there seems to be more emotion in its eyes- most of all confusion. It looks around in puzzlement, and suddenly sits down in the grass. The motion is more like falling than sitting down, but it just keeps peering around at the world. I’m about to ask it if it’s okay, but it seems odd to ask that without starting with its name. Beast? Creature? Animal? Monster? What is it called?
“Do you have a name?” I ask of it, and it just looks at me.
There’s a moment of silence as it seems to think. It explores its new mental capacities for a moment or two before answering. “No,” it rumbles its voice sounding not unlike a deep human voice. “I am called whatever it is you call me.”
“That was eloquently put,” Lynette chimes in. She looks at me and flushes a bit, then adds, “Compared to what he sounded like before.”
I ponder it, wondering what to call this creature that answers my will. I get to my feet and walk over to it, finding it to be almost as tall as me despite sitting down. I reach a hand out and lay it consolingly on its shoulder, trying to comfort it in its confusion. Then, looking at the creature, it occurs to me that it is not really an ‘it’. It lives and breathes, and speaks in a male voice. It seems most fair to think of it as a ‘he’, not as some unfamiliar thing.
As my hand gently touches his shoulder, I’m quite surprised to find the fur so soft. Smooth and almost silky, it feels great beneath my fingers- like the pelt of a rabbit. I pet him, stroking his shoulder, and a word slips out of my mouth without me realizing it: “Koko.”
He looks up at me, puzzled, and I flush in embarrassment. Oddly enough, I suddenly remembered the plush bear that used to comfort me when I was very little. I had named him Koko, which was a long elven word, shortened the way a child typically does. The name suddenly seems fitting, and a grin splits my lips. I nod and try the word on my tongue. “Koko. Yes, Koko. That will be your name.”
His head cocks to the side like a dog, and he mulls the name. “Koko,” he says, saying each syllable separately. “Yes, I am Koko.”
He grins, looking like a happy puppy, and I suddenly throw my arms around him, holding onto him like a giant teddy bear. He’s soft and warm in my arms. After a moment, his mighty arms wrap around me, and he returns the embrace.
He breathes deeply through his nose, taking in my scent. Then he goes rigidly still.
I suddenly realize that I’m very much naked, and my crotch and thighs are quite soaked with a combination of Lynette’s saliva, her sweet fluids, and my body’s own lubricant. I slowly release the hug and glance down curiously. He’s indeed a male!
I step back from him and take in my mental handiwork. Lynette steps up beside me and Koko, not knowing what else to do, stands up too.
Lynette’s the first to speak. “Well, he’s certainly… impressive.”
I nod, gazing at the lovely piece of meat hanging down from Koko’s crotch, half-erect. Cocking my head, I scrutinize the base of it, where it meets his pelvis. “It must have a sheathe it slides out of.”
Lynette just nods, saying nothing. Both of our eyes are fixed on his penis. It’s a lot like a human penis, pink and tender. But the veins aren’t prominent, and the ridge of the head is hardly visible.
He grunts, though I’m not sure what it’s supposed to mean. “I feel…” he begins, “something odd.”
A faint blush appears on Lynette’s face, and I decide to answer this question for him. “Well, you see, what you’re feeling is lust. Or desire.”
He gives a small shake of his head. “I know lust, I know desire. These primal things I feel, but I feel other things, too. Like a hot section here.” He waves a clawed hand over the middle of his chest, designating his heart area. “It is a lot like desire, but it is based in the knowing of you. It is softer, too.” Again, he shakes his head.
“Well,” I start, more than a little confused, “what do you know about me?”
He just peers at me, hips lips twitching up in a half-smile I recognize from my own face. “I know that you are Amariel. You have a hot passion that burns in you. You believe in being kind, but you’ll fight fiercely for anything you love. I know of your fears and desires, and I recall them as if they were memories. A part of me. And I know you, Lynette,” he continues, looking at her. “You are kind and full of love. You support other people with no hesitation, and would give your life for someone. And you… love her. This I feel, too.”
This is all a little worrisome, and very exciting. He’s as smart as either of us, and he feels the softer emotions. He knows kindness, yet it strong enough to protect people around him. Passion and compassion, all in one.
He reminds me of Lynette, but also of someone else. But I can’t seem to place my finger on whom it is.
I take a step forward, and close the distance between us. He just looks at me and smiles a smile so similar to Lynette’s; except for the shape of his wolf-like muzzle. It’s a smile that seems to say that he loves the person he’s looking at, yet expects nothing in return- the same way Lynette feels about the most beautiful things in nature, and about me.
He places a hand, so gently on my elbow, and stares into my eyes. I turn back to look Lynette, and she gives a small nod, her permission.
I turn back to this creature, this man who could love me, and stare back into his eyes- kind but fierce.
His hand is warm on my left arm, and I timidly reach out my other hand. I’ve never been timid towards a man, and it feels odd to me. Gently I take his shaft, holding it in a light grip. His eyes flutter and close, feeling pleasures of the flesh for perhaps the first time.
I fondle his penis, sliding my hands along its length. It’s so warm in my hands, and my own eyes close as I enjoy the feeling. His blood rushes to fill it, and I feel it twitch slightly in my hand, inflating.
I lean my head against his chest with my eyes still closed, feeling the soft fur over the hard muscles. It’s been most of a year since I’ve been with a man, and I can feel my body moistening, aching for his presence. Still I stroke him, and listen to his breathing as he gets hard in my hand. As I massage that firm meat, I can’t help but be delighted how a penis can be so hard and yet so soft at the same time. My palm suddenly feels slightly wet, and I smile, enjoying that his precum is flowing because of me.
“You’ve completed me,” he whispers to me. I can’t help but laugh slightly- it’s such a cliché thing for someone to say. But he continues on: “Before, I was a shell. I had only anger, and not enough even of that to be a full form. You’ve given me feelings, intelligence. You’ve given me form, and life.”
As much as I’d like to question what he was before I called him, I’m far too much in the moment.
I step back from him, releasing my grip on him. I slowly open my eyes, and lie down on the grass. I crook my finger at him, beckoning him to me. He drops to his knees before me, and crawls over my body. From here, I get a good idea of how much bigger he is than me. He’s massive, I think. Look at those shoulders. Just his torso must weigh as much as me.
Despite his size, he’s dextrous, I know. And gentle.And speaking of size… my eyes work their way down his body to his shaft, standing stiff and erect, pressed against my stomach. Again, I slowly stroke his shaft, pumping its length with my right fist.Why, he’s longer than your average Orc. Fortunately, I’ve got some experience in working with long body parts. All of which is true. I do seem to have a nearly supernatural ability to take long cocks, and even to return back to my normal tightness not long after. And he’s not as big as that Minotaur.
I stroke him one more time and then use his penis to push him slightly backwards. He pulls his hips back, and I try to line his head up with me. Still gripping the shaft, I rub his head against my lips, spreading his precum on me, making sure I’m lubed up enough. But I can tell, just from feeling him against my vulva, that I’m already very wet.
I rub his head between those folds for a moment more and then line it up with his destination. As soon as he feels that his way is before him, he gently presses forward, pushing his head against my hole.
The tip of it slips just inside of me, and I feel the soft flesh start spreading as his head slides into me. With a slow, continuous motion, the front of his penis slides into my yielding body. Fortunately, his head is only about as wide as the middle of his shaft, so from here it’s just a matter of length.
My slick tunnel parts before him, but before long he meets slight friction. He slides those three inches back out, and slowly works them back in. Deeper into me his penis passes, pressing and rubbing along unfathomable depths. It feels like he must surely sink into me forever, but as more inches slide inexorably into my body, I at last feel his soft fur press into my mound. I’m all the way down his shaft, and I feel his head just touching my innermost wall. He’s exactly the right length, I think to myself. I wonder if my subconscious chose for him to be exactly that long. Damn, my mind is great!
He stays still, staying inside of me, and we both savour the moment. I run my hand along his furry chest, luxuriating in the feel of his soft coat. Only days ago he was rough, but today he’s perfect.
I look up into his eyes and see much of Lynette’s compassion there, tempered with my own passion and lust. I wiggle my hips a little, and I’m rewarded with the feeling of his hard shaft shifting around inside of me. After a moment more of us savouring, he slides back out. Still, he moves slow as he presses back into me, making our bodies collide with a grunt.
His thick flesh moves through and into me, sliding into my depths. As he thrusts in again, I push back, meeting his push with my own. His pelvis hits mine more forcefully, allowing him to enter just slightly deeper. As he brushes against that inner wall again, I feel my eyes shut and a soft moan escape my lips, both without my consent. He seems to take this as a sign, and his next motion is quicker, and he enters me more firmly. His pace continues on, slightly faster than before, but his body seems to quake with repressed need. He wants so badly to move faster than this.
As he rears halfway out before plunging in again, I spread my legs even wider, opening myself to him. My body parts before his intrusion again and again, and my breathing is getting more rapid.
“Faster,” I whisper to him. I open my eyes and look into his and say again, “faster!”
His compliance is immediate, and he starts driving into me again and again, pumping like a man possessed. But right now, a man isn’t what I want. I want an ANIMAL.
“Harder,” I moan as I writhe under him. The steady sensations seethe out of my lips and pour through my body, making my head light and my heart pound. “Oh, harder. Hard and fast.”
His pace increases to nearly a blur as he pounds away. My breasts shake and bounce against the force, and I hold them down with one hand, as my other blindly gropes along his stomach and chest, feeling and squeezing. He thrusts so hard and fast that I can feel myself start to slide across the grass. I wrap my legs around the back of his in a quick movement, and pull myself back to meet his thrusts.
His strength is unbelievable as he drives himself into me head first. Juices drip down the inside of my thighs, and thee feelings pulsate wildly inside of me. The firm tingling becomes a vibration inside of me, and pleasure seems to dart up to my core and through my body.
My hands wrap around his shoulders and I press myself against him, throwing myself against him in time with his motions. “Ah, ah, ah,” I moan without meaning to.
Feelings seem to pore into my center the way water pools in valleys, as my body devours his shaft in deep swallows. The area of intensity in my stomach seems to swell as it pulls pleasure into it, and I can feel myself plummeting towards something great. I throw my head back and I cry out. “Oh, yes. Faster, now. I want it, oh.”
He thrusts hard and fast, plunging in again and again, and starts making an odd sound at the back of his throat- halfway between a whine and a growl.
His body starts moving irregularly, and slapping inside of me again and again. The tip of his head batters against my cervix one second, and dances along my opening. That ball of pleasure in me swells again, surely so big as to make my stomach inflate.
Then suddenly, as he drives his steel-hard shaft into me, I fly over the edge. That sphere inside of me explodes outwards, and pleasure rushes to my every extremity, making me scream out as my head spins. I clench hard and pull at his fur and cum like I’ve never cum before. As my climax rushes onwards, I hear his growling raise to almost a roar, and his serpent inside of me flexes strongly. His thrusts are so hard that I shake with each one, as I keep cumming. He thrusts into me and I feel him pulsating and throbbing in me. As drives the point of his lance into my soft body again, his seed rushes forth from him into my pulsating pussy.
Thick heat spreads into my body, and I moan loudly before crying, “Oh, by the gods, yes! In me, oh, yes.”
He drives himself home again and shouts as he pumps a triumphant gout of cum into my shaking body, filling me up. My muscles are clenched so tightly around him that I can’t move, and I hold tightly onto him as he erupts again, his hot fluids filling me. I feel like I must be swelling like a balloon as he continues with lightning-fast short thrusts, ejaculating still.
My body milks him and drinks his cum as he keeps pulsating and pushing it into me. Again he pulses and fires a wave into me, and I feel it pressing against the tight seal I make around him. He cums almost as much as a minotaur! Or maybe he’s just been waiting a long, long time.
He pumps a couple of more times, and more of his seed floods into me, until at last he is still. He settles atop me, still inside of me. His breathing is ragged like mine, and we hold each other and try to catch our breath.
He’s still rock-hard inside of me, and my belly feels swollen with semen. At last I feel it start to dribble out of me around his shaft, dripping down my ass and pooling on the ground. The cum in me is still warm, almost hot. I’ve never had so much cum go into me at once, nor had it so hot. It feels good in me, and I lay back, my head in the long grass.
I see a familiar pair of feet appear beside me, and Lynette lies down beside me. The creature rolls off of me, his shaft at last coming free. Liquids suddenly pour out of me like wine from a bottle, and he lies on my other side.
Lynette lays her naked form on my right side, and I wrap my arm around her neck and she cuddles in. The furry beast sprawls an arm across my stomach and lies against my left side. I think I’m home, I catch myself thinking, as we bask in the warm light.
Body against body we lay there as the sun slowly crosses the sky. At last I stretch and look over at my clothes, the same stuff I’ve had since I got here. “I think I need some new clothes.”
Lynette lazily opens her lids. “There’s a town not far from here, but we would probably need money to buy anything.”
“Well, we could always just… take some things from them…”
A sly grin crosses her face. “Why, Amariel, that’s positively naughty.” Her grin grows slightly suggestive, and I feel my body heat slightly. We’ll go tomorrow. Or the next day.

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Anal Queen

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 21

I feel obligated to say that there is disturbing content in this chapter, though you probably guessed that already if you read the last chapter. This one isn’t for the squeamish, but of course, you sick puppies already read about Leveria torture-raping her own mother before having her publicly executed, so maybe the warning’s unnecessary. Leave comments!