All for Daddy 3: Sweet Summertime

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It’s the first week of summer 1989, the summer I turn 15. I can’t believe how great the weather is, warm, but not too hot. First thing in the morning, I go downstairs to the kitchen in just my two-piece. It’s bright blue and even though it’s not a bikini, it’s not one of those old lady two-piecers either. It ties on either side of my hips and the top ties behind my neck and just below my shoulders. I tie the knots loose.

I grab a glass of juice and head straight for the deck. My bottle of baby oil is just where I left it. I finish my juice, then squeeze out a handful of oil and begin to slather it on. I start at my neck, then work down to my chest and belly, trying to get my legs completely coated. I love the way the oil warms up on my skin in the sun.

After about a half hour, I hear my mom rushing around the kitchen, then leaving for work. She doesn’t even notice I’m out here. A little while after that, my dad comes down. I hear him making coffee. He always drinks at least half a pot before he leaves for work. And a little while after that, I hear the door to the deck slide open.

He stands behind me drinking his coffee. I love knowing he’s there looking at me. I tilt my head back, look up at him and smile. He smiles back down at me, takes another sip of his coffee and walks around to stand next to me. I shift a little and wish I’d taken my top off to sunbathe.

“How’s my little girl this morning?”

“I’m fine daddy.”

He bends over and picks up the bottle of baby oil and asks me if I need any help getting it into the hard to reach places. I giggle and nod. I was hoping he’d ask. Even though we fucked last night, I’ve wanted his hands on me since the moment I woke up. He puts down his coffee and squirts some baby oil into the palm of one of his hands.

“Take off your top baby.”

I grin and quickly undo my top. He smiles the second my tits are out. He loves my 34C’s just as much as I do. At school, the boys have been calling me “headlights” for over a year. Not that I mind. I like having a nice pair of titties. I like boys looking at them and I like knowing what boys think about girls with big tits.

I lay back and my dad slowly begins to work the oil into my throat and shoulders, then slowly down to my tits. The minute his hands cup around them, I feel my pussy get juicy. I even moan a little. He starts to squeeze my tits, working the oil into each Ankara bayan escort one carefully, out to the nipples, twisting my nips just a bit as he does it.

“Baby, you’re getting your dad all hot and bothered, did you know that?”

I keep my eyes closed and smile. Just what I wanted. He works my tits some more, the nipples getting pebble hard. I don’t know how long I can stand him playing with my boobs and not doing anything else. He must be as hard as steel by now. I want to open my eyes and look at his crotch, but I keep my eyes closed and enjoy the tit play.

“Untie the bottom of your suit, sweetie. Daddy wants to get you nice and oily all over.”

I open my eyes, lean forward and tug at the ties on either side to get my bottoms off. I pull the small triangle of bright blue fabric between my legs. I know that gives him a good look at my wet cunt. He keeps me shaved so I know my pussy has me glistening down there. I want to touch myself so bad I could scream.

“You have me so fucking hot right now. I want to fuck those fat tits of yours!”

I smile up at him. He unbuckles his pants, takes out his dick and straddles me. There’s already a thread of precum shining on the head of his prick. I lick it off and push my tits together. He starts breathing hard and slides his meat between my boobs while I hold them by the nipples to make a nice tight fuck slot for his pole.

I love the feeling of his balls sliding up my belly as he fucks away at my tits. The head of his cock pops up all creamy and shiny and I try to flick my tongue over it before he lets it slide back down. I can’t decide if I want to eat his cum or have him shoot his load in my face. I love both.

While my dad is tit fucking me, I can see Steven, our neighbor, out of the corner of my eye and he’s watching us! At first, I want to say something to my dad, but then I realize that Steven isn’t just watching us, he’s watching us and jerking off. He smiles at me when he sees me watching him. I’m not creeped out, in fact I’m turned on.

“Baby girl, I want to cum in your mouth. Open up and give me a good suck.”

He moves up my body and lets his cock drizzle precum over my lips, then he slides his prick into my mouth. I love getting my mouth fucked. He shifts his weight so he can really put his hips into fucking my face. My eyes start to water as he choke fucks me, but I wouldn’t want him to stop Escort bayan Ankara for anything.

“Sweetie, you ready for a jizzy breakfast?”

I nod to let him know that’s exactly what I want. He thrusts down and I can feel his cockhead hitting the back of my throat. I push two fingers into my pussy to get off at the same time as my dad. While I’m finger fucking my snatch, he starts too shoot. My dad is a spunk geyser. After a half dozen thrusts, he’s emptied his balls in my throat.

He tilts back on his feet and zips up with a smile on his face. Without missing a beat, he bends over, picks up his coffee and finishes the cup. I lay there, tasting his cum on my lips. My pussy dripping from cumming. I love making my dad cum. I know I do it way better than my mom.

He looks at his watch and realizes he has to get going. He kisses me on the forehead, goes inside to get his keys and briefcase, then leaves for work. I bet he has a good day since it started out so hot. Of course, I don’t have anything to do but lay in the sun for the rest of the day, but that’s okay with me.

I don’t bother to put my suit back on. I start to lay back and I notice Steven is still at the fence and he’s still jerking off! I smile and wave at him. Then I get an idea. He’s seen it all and hasn’t seemed to mind the fact that I fuck my dad, so maybe I should give him a taste too!

“Steven, why don’t you come over?”

He smiles, zips up, walks out his back gate and in through ours. I can see his hard-on from where I’m sitting as he walks across the lawn to the deck. He gets up on the deck and stands there not really knowing what to do next. I know we’re going to fuck, but I guess he’s not so sure.

“Do you want some pussy, Steven?”

I lay back and spread my legs so he can see my cunt and see how wet and ready I am. I sit up and reach for his belt. He stands there and lets me unbuckle and unzip him. I pull his hard-on out and realize he’s a lot bigger than I thought he was. He’s definitely bigger than my dad. I pop the head of his cock in my mouth and start to suck.

Steven leans back and closes his eyes. I almost think he’s going to cum right then and there, but he doesn’t. There is a lot of precum though. I suck and lick it off, trying to work some into my fingers to jerk him off. I love giving guys handjobs. There’s nothing like holding a big, hard cock in my hand.

“What Bayan escort Ankara do you want to do Steven?”

“I want to fuck you like your dad does.”

I lay back again and open my legs, sliding a finger in as far as it’ll go, then pull it out and lick it. He grins, leans down and begins to finger bang me. It feels so in-fucking-credible I can’t help but bounce my ass a little bit to get him to go deeper. He adds another finger to fill me up. Steven isn’t an amateur.

I cum hard and then fall back. Steven doesn’t waste any time. He slides between my legs, the head of his cock aimed directly for my hot, wet fuck tunnel. He’s in me and starts to fuck me hard. I haven’t been fucked this hard since my dad took my cherry. Steven bangs away at me, skewering me with his dick. I can’t wait to feel him shoot inside me.

“This feels so good, but I really want to fuck you up the ass. Can I? Please?”

Steven asks so sweetly, I can’t help but say yes. He stands up and lets me situate myself on my belly. I know my ass looks good. My dad has told me so at least a hundred times. My round little cheeks make kind of a heart shape together. I grab my ass cheeks and spread them. Steven carefully pushes his thumb into my asshole.

He works my butthole for a little while, then reaches down and gets the baby oil. He oils up his thumb and works my asshole a little more. I can feel how ready I am for a prick. He puts the head of his cock up to my shit chute and begins to gently push it up me. He does it an inch at a time, not like my dad who likes to slam it in and gush.

I lay there, feeling the sun on my body and Steven’s dick sliding up my ass. He’s moaning loudly now. I bet when he was jerking off on the other side of the fence he didn’t think he’d be fucking my sweet little ass in less than an hour. I know I didn’t! I work my hand down between my legs while he’s reaming me and tweak my clit.

Steven gets his cock all the way up on one stroke and I know he’s going to jizz. He says my name, his balls scrunched up against my pussy lips. I work my clit until I cum, bucking just a little bit. I reach back between my legs and flick his balls. That makes him shoot and shoot hard. I feel like I have a river of cum going up me. I’ll be shitting cum for a week!

When he’s finished, he pulls out and his cock is all shiny from my pussy and ass juices. I surprise myself and lick him clean, tasting myself with ever slide of my tongue. He zips up and asks me to come over whenever I get bored and have nothing to do because he could use a good fuck anytime. I know I could too!

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Editing Reailty Book 2, Chapter 6: Classroom Debauchery

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Editing Reality

Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Six: Classroom Debauchery

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

Linda and I headed into Rainier Christian College, the students already arriving in their uniform. Despite being in college, the school still had a uniform for its students. The guys wore their gray slacks and white shirts, their ties tucked beneath sweater vests or falling down their chests. The girls, the vast majority of them, wore skirts that flashed around their thighs. Their schoolgirl skirts gave them such a sensuous sight.

“Pervy teacher,” Linda said. “Staring at those sweet, young things.”

I flashed her a grin. “A lot’s changed.”

She rubbed the small of my back. We entered the main building and split up, my wife heading for the nurse’s office while I made my way to my classroom. I had an English class that two of my naughty schoolgirls attended. Kyleigh and Nikkole were hotties, both edited and eager to fuck me. I swallowed, thinking of making another girl one of my hotties today.

Maybe Evita—a sexy, Hispanic beauty with round breasts—or Babette, a French hottie with a delightful accent. My dick hardened in my slacks as I marched through the halls, a big smile on my lips, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Hey, Steve,” my friend Bob said. He was a computer science teacher, a cowboy hat perched on his head. “I hear you’re going to be mayor.”

I nodded to Bob. “Looks like it.” I still didn’t know why. “Don’t tell me you voted for me?”

“Well, I figure you couldn’t be worse than the last idiot,” he said, hooking his thumbs through his belt loops.

I flushed. While I didn’t like Mayor Wright, I edited him too much. He tried to raise property tax by an insane amount to pay for the social programs I wanted him to implement. “Yeah, well, I’m only going to do a 15% property tax.”

Bob laughed. “That’s much more reasonable.” He clapped me on the shoulder. “But I hear the early voting has you winning by a landslide.”

I nodded my head.

“Not bad for a guy who didn’t even campaign,” Bob continued as we walked through the hallway.

“Yeah,” I said, rubbing at the back of my neck. “It’s almost unbelievable.

He laughed, nodding his head.

“So, how’s it going with you and Taylor?” I asked him. Taylor Adair was a redheaded beauty at our college, another professor.

Bob’s grin was so boyish it shaved two decades off his life. “Amazing. We went on a hike on Saturday. Invigorating.”

“Good to hear,” I said. I’d arranged their relationship. They were both attracted to each other, but Bob was worried about the consequences of asking out a coworker. If she thought he was being inappropriate, she could file a sexual harassment claim and end his teaching career.

I edited her to ask him out instead.

“Well, you have a good day,” Bob said. “I got to teach the freshman what a kernel is and how it’s not anything that has to do with food.”

Kernel? What did that have to do with computers? “Good luck.”

I head into my classroom and sat down as my students filtered in. Courtney Franks, my daughter’s friend, flashed me a huge grin as she sat down. I shuddered, picturing her swelling with her pregnancy. She squirmed on the seat, her thighs crossed. The weekend slumber party was a wild time.

I opened my phone and put the app into viewing mode without pausing time. Anael appeared, the angel invisible and ethereal to the students. They walked through her without even realizing she was there, her body fuzzing. She had such a huge grin on her face.

She mimed grabbing Kyleigh’s big breasts in her half-unbuttoned blouse, her sweater vest missing. Her gray tie fell down into her cleavage. The girl gave me a smoky look, her black hair sweeping about her lovely face.

Matt Tollemache, the star football player, followed her progress, shaking his head. Then, to my surprise, he gave Seth Parish a high-five. My son’s friend nodded his head. Seth was a tall guy, slender, his blue eyes bright. I was getting used to him not wearing glasses. It made him seem more confident than he had before.

I clutched my phone to me as I said, “Hey, Seth, could we have a moment.”

“Oh, sure, Mr. Davies,” Seth said, moving to my desk. I set my phone down, the app still open and on Babette Gagnon. “What’s up?”

“I just wanted to talk about you and my son,” I said.

“Oh?” Seth asked. He ran a hand through his brown hair.

“Yeah, it’s great that my son’s hanging out more and socializing, but he was gone all weekend. I hope you two are focusing on school work.”

“Oh, of course,” Seth said. “I was just trying to get him back in the chess club.” His finger reached up like he was going to push up his glasses.

“Still adjusting to your contacts?” I asked.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s different.” He looked around. “Is there anything else, sir? I assure you, we’re not up to anything.”

“Of course not,” I said, smiling. “I know my son.”

“We were just hanging out, trying to teach Orihime how to play chess.” Seth rubbed the back of his neck. “Ruri’s got talent, but Orihime… Well, she’s a sweet girl.”

I nodded as more of the students spilled in, including Evita. The Hispanic girl had her hair bleached blonde, the color contrasting with her golden-brown skin. It made her look so sexy, her round breasts swelling beneath her tight sweater vest.

“Morning, Mr. Davies,” she said, giving me a bright smile.

I nodded, my dick twitching. She sat down beside Babette. The French girl, complete with that melodic accent, had curly, brown hair tumbling about her face. She was petite. Her breasts looked small beneath her sweater vest. Her button nose was cute, her lips plump.

“I know,” Anael said, the angel sidling up to me. “Which one are you going to edit?”

“Probably Evita,” I said softly.

As much as I wanted to, I had a class to teach. I launched into my lesson, speaking on the book I was having them read, Beowulf. I lectured on the themes and how the Christian monk who wrote down the story had slipped in many references to his religion, obscuring some of the more pagan themes.

“This was a common practice,” I said. “Writers often put their religion in their accounts. And not just Christians. Greek and Roman historians would often do that. It’s important to understand the world at the time when a work was written to fully understand the context. Just like our writing would be strange to someone a thousand years ago, theirs seems weird to ours.”

I kept speaking as I talked for half the period. Then I sprang a test on them on it. They all groaned as I passed out the handouts. Kyleigh, of course, gave me a nice look down her cleavage, while Nikkole, my naughty cheerleader, licked her lips, eager to enjoy me.

I could fuck her in class. I edited her aura so no one would care.

I sat back down on my chair and opened the app into editing mode. It was on Monday. I had three changes to make. Anael flashed into appearance again. Sometimes, I wondered where she was when the app was closed. Did she go back to heaven? Or did she just hang out around me, unseen until I had the app open?

First, I wanted to help Becky out with her desire to bring her friend, Tonya, and Tonya’s mother into an incestuous affair. I could edit Eleanore Alberts, but I’d already edited Tonya. So there was no changing her. However, my daughter could lead her friend to that goal if she was patient and careful.

And I knew Becky was both.

I first glanced at Becky’s entry. She was turning into her mother. Now that my daughter was coming out of her shell, she was taking after her mother. She wanted to seduce other women, eager to indulge in her sapphic passion.

I wanted to encourage that. I wanted my daughter to have a wild time. I needed to find the perfect professor for it. I navigated my daughter’s menu, going to the Relationship Sub-Menu. I scrolled through her relationships. My wife and I were on the top, followed by Tonya, Sam, and then Mrs. Alberts. As I recalled, the MILF had moved up the list. Next up was Esmeralda Colton.

I smiled. Esmeralda was a beautiful woman in my English department. My daughter had a crush on her, something new since I edited Becky to be bi. I studied my daughter’s impression of Esmeralda. Becky really had the hots for Esmeralda, eager to make her explode.

I switched to my colleague. Like usual, Esmeralda appeared naked on the side of the screen. She was a gorgeous, Black woman with large tits and an almost motherly face. I smiled at that. My daughter had a thing for older women, it appeared. Esmeralda had her hair dyed red and pulled back into a pair of braids.

I navigated Esmeralda’s menu to her Sexuality Slider. It was an arc with a slider that went from gay on the left and straight on the right, with the bi section in between. She was almost entirely straight. There was no way Becky would ever succeed at seducing her professor without my help.

I grinned. I was such a great dad. How many others made sure their daughters could seduce their professors?

I moved Esmeralda slider deep into the bisexual zone, still barely on the straight side. Then I navigated to her Morality Sub-Menu and her Social Mores Sub-Menu. I went through and deleted any inhibitions and beliefs that she had against having sex with her college students. She was strongly against it. Under her Relationship Sub-Menu, I bumped up her appreciation of my daughter. Becky was down low, a quiet student that Esmeralda didn’t pay much attention to other than appreciating her timely completion of assignments.

Now Becky was her favorite student, with Becky’s friend a close second.

I moved to Esmeralda’s Desires Sub-Menu. I added new fantasies to her. The thrill at being seduced by one of her students. The desire she had for two of her female students to come onto her, strip her naked, and make her cum. Her growing desire Ankara escort to enjoy feminine love, a new thing for her. I added her desire to flirt with her female students and see if they were interested in naughty delights, especially her favorites.

I made sure she would be careful. That she wouldn’t open herself up to being caught and get in trouble. Subtle. If she felt a female student was interested, she would pursue it. I shuddered, picturing the gorgeous, single, Black woman doing naughty things with them.

“I think that’s it,” I said to Anael.

“You are such a bad father,” the angel purred. “I loved it.”

I hit the Compile button. Then it asked if I was sure. I tapped YES and reality rippled, making the changes to Esmeralda. A rush ran through me. This app gave me such power. I wondered if the other person out there had this same rush I did.

Who was it?

I licked my lips and then headed to edit Eleanore Alberts. The MILF appeared, her round breasts looking nice. She was a hot woman. My dick throbbed. The idea to make her open to having sex with me flashed through my mind, but…

I didn’t need every woman in the world desiring me. There were plenty. Besides, I would get to enjoy Evita soon. My daughter could have her professor and her friend’s mom. I wanted my children to be happy.

I made sure that Eleanore would be discrete about her affair with my daughter and, potentially, her own daughter. I made sure this wouldn’t ruin her marriage or anything. She already was becoming more bi. Her affair with Becky had pushed her more in that direction. She enjoyed it, wanted more. Then I switched over to the entry for Tonya under Eleanore’s Relationship Sub-Menu.

I smiled. Her mother was already seeing her as a woman. As someone sexual. Someone to enjoy. I upped that:

• My daughter would make an amazing lover.

I smiled at that. I then went to the woman’s fantasies. There were plenty with my daughter, a few with Tonya, and even one with both girls. I added a few more ones, making the MILF want to seduce her daughter and to be open for sex when her daughter was ready. I darted over to her Morality Sub-Menu and made sure I deleted any issues she had with incest and having an affair with my daughter.

It wasn’t a lot of changes to the women, but it would help satiate my daughter’s desires.

Anael giggled as I hit the Compile button.

Then I looked at the girls in my classroom. Beyond the ones in this class, there were other hotties I taught. The Irish Róis Ó Scolaidhe, the elfin Ji-Woo Gim, the athletic Tessa Powers, the sultry Shahrazad Darzi, the perky Destiny Kimberly, and more. I could spend all week editing and still not get them all.

The girls in my first class were getting all the love. They were the ones I saw right away when I still had my charges. If I had a bit more self-control, I could enjoy some other girls, but I was staring at Evita, my dick hard. I could edit her like I had Nikkole. I could fuck Evita in the middle of class without her even caring and…

An idea popped into my mind.

Why hadn’t I thought of this sooner?

I straightened in my chair. It creaked as I remembered what I did to the nurse’s office last week. I edited its aura, the spiritual presence that influenced people who walked into the room. When girls entered the nurse’s office, they just felt it was right to strip naked and to get horny for my wife. It was a present to Linda to let her have fun. Once a day, a random girl in the college would show up with a random excuse so my wife could play with her.

Why not do something similar here?

I could edit anything. Not just people, but places and objects. A thrill ran through me as I switched from people to places. To this very classroom. I shuddered as it popped up. There was a lot I could do to it. I could see its history, how it was built, the things that had happened in here. I knew just what I wanted to change. I navigated the menus.

Classroom 117

• Physical Quality

• Spiritual Quality

I hit Spiritual Quality Menu.

Spiritual Quality

• History

• Meaning

• Aura

Then I tapped Aura Sub-Menu.

“Now you are thinking about maximizing your limitations,” Anael said, nodding in delight.

“You sound like a proud mother,” I noted.

“Well, you have come a long way.” She giggled. “You were so scared to edit Kyleigh to be your little slut.”

I flushed, shifted, and then edited the room’s aura.

• All girls and women who enter this room strip naked and are unconcerned by this.

• All girls and women who enter want to have sex with their professor, Steve Davies, and the other girls and women in the classroom. They will not fall in love or think they are cheating on any significant other or violating any personal morality or religious belief.

• All boys and men, with the exception of Steve Davies, who enter do not notice the girls and women lack of clothes.

• While Steve Davies is having sex, the other students will still learn his lesson and believe they had a normal class.

• Male students will not notice Steve Davies being naked. Girls and women will be aroused by seeing him naked and find it normal.

• No children can be conceived in this classroom.

“The Most High won’t like that one,” said Anael. “He likes Humans to be fruitful and to multiply.”

I swallowed, glancing up at Anael. “I was given free will, right? To do what I want?”

“To do what you want,” she said, nodding her head.

• Girls or women who have sex in this classroom will remember it fondly but will not talk about it to anyone outside this room.

• Girls or women in this classroom are sexually adventurous and eager to try any act Steve Davies suggests while in this room.

• People outside the room won’t think anything strange of any sexual sounds they hear from this room.

I liked it. I then switched to the Physical Quality Menu.

Physical Quality

• State

• Mass

• Volume

• Strength

• Material

• Shape

• Temperature

• Location

I edited so this room would always be a comfortable temperature. I didn’t want my female students freezing when they were naked. I wanted them to be comfortable.

I hit Compile and confirmed it. The ripples washed out through the room and I groaned. As the wave of changing reality flowed over the room, washing over the students taking the test, the girls became naked. Their clothing melted off of them, their breasts coming into view, ripe and perky as they did the test. Naked legs were crossed beneath desks.

I groaned as I gazed out at the beauties. Babette had small breasts topped by puffy nipples. Evita’s right nipple was pierced by a gold ring and she had a tattoo of a blossoming lily on her left breast. I shuddered, my head shaking back and forth at the naughty sight.

I had a feeling she wasn’t a good, Christian girl like she pretended.

I loved this. I closed the app and let time resume.


Becky Davies

Ms. Esmeralda lectured at the front of the classroom. The beautiful, Black professor had such a delicious body. Her blouse, buttoned to the neckline, hugged her delicious breasts. I should be focusing on what she said, but she had such a great rump. Every time she turned around to write on the whiteboard, I was staring at her skirt hugging her ass.

“What is Chaucer trying to say with this tale?” she asked, writing her words on the board and—

“What do you think Chaucer is trying to say with this tale?” asked Ms. Esmeralda as she leaned over me, her breasts almost shoved in my face. She had left several buttons undone, showing off her breasts.

My cheeks burned. She was such a flirt. I loved it. I knew she was into me. I was so eager to seduce her. “That women need to be pleased by their husbands, or they’ll find other sources.”

“That’s not it,” she said, her eyes bright. The Black woman licked her lips, her hand brushing mine. “But it’s an interesting idea.”

Fire raced up my arm as she stroked the back of my hand. Then she turned and sauntered back to the whiteboard. My eyes locked on her rump. It was such a gorgeous ass. My pussy was on fire. I shuddered, this heat rippling through me.

She wanted me bad. Since the school year started a few weeks back, she’d been flirting with me. Now that I was getting comfortable with my sexuality and enjoying women, I knew I had to flirt back. Daddy approved.

Daddy would find it hot.

I couldn’t wait to tell Daddy all about this. I promised to give him a titty fuck as thanks after class, but I wasn’t sure I could wait. Maybe I could surprise him earlier and have some fun with him. I squirmed in my seat, my pussy growing so hot.

I grabbed my phone. I held it on my lap out of sight as the other students talked about their ideas on the Canterbury Tales. I sent a quick text to Tonya. “Ms. E wants me bad. Want to hang out after class and talk to her? See if we can have fun with her?”

I glanced at Tonya beside me. She pulled her phone out of her skirt, looked at the screen, and then her cheeks went scarlet. She nodded her head without looking at me, sliding her phone back into her pocket.

I shuddered. This was the start. Daddy suggested that I get Tonya used to motherly women then lead her to think about her own mother.


Steve Davies

“Evita,” I said as the test continued, “can I speak to you.”

“Of course, Mr. Davies,” she purred, a sultry catch to her voice that I’d never heard from her.

She rose with a languorous grace, the nineteen-year-old beauty stretching as she did. Her round breasts, taut and perky, thrust forward before her. I wasn’t shocked to see she was shaved, her pussy lips thrusting thick from her puffy vulva, a naughty ridge of pink. I loved the sight of her engorged petals Ankara escort bayan blossoming past her hairless delight. I licked my lips as she sauntered to my desk.

I rose and moved around it. None of the guys, especially not Matthew, looked at her, but the girls… They glanced up, their eyes glassy. A few whimpered. Kyleigh’s big tits swayed as she let out a moan of envy.

Evita stopped before me. I grabbed her nipple ring, twisting the gold piercing. She gasped, her body shaking as I said, “That’s naughty jewelry.”

“Does it go against the college’s dress code?” she asked, her voice throaty, her cheeks burning.

“Probably,” I said then winked at her. “It’ll be our little secret.”

She giggled. “Like you and Kyleigh’s daily ‘tutoring’ meetings after this class.”

That made me blink. Were their rumors about Kyleigh and me? Did it matter? I winked at her, twisting her nipple again. “Something like that.” I tugged on her piercing, bringing a gasp from her. “Now, I can’t help but notice that juicy gleam on your shaved pussy. Are you horny?”

“Every time I walk in here, Mr. Davies,” she moaned. “You’re just so sexy. Makes me juicy.”

I grinned, loving this edit. “Then why don’t you bend that cute ass over my desk, and I’ll take care of it.”

“Yes, Mr. Davies,” she purred. She had such a sultry, throaty quality to her words, her accent giving her a naughty purr.

She stalked by me. I watched the sway of her golden-brown rump. She had just a delicious curve to it. It was a treat to enjoy. She bent over it, her legs spread wide. I stared at the pink lips of her pussy, those pink petals. Her asshole peeked out from between her butt-cheeks. She purred, wiggling, eager for this.

“Lucky,” muttered Nikkole behind me while the scratch of pencils echoed behind me.

I fell to my knees behind her. I grabbed her rump. I squeezed and kneaded her. I massaged her as I smelled her spicy musk. I inhaled her delicious aroma. That wonderful, forbidden scent of my student. I licked my lips, hungry for this.

I licked up her thigh, gathering her spicy cream and tasting the salt of her skin. Her rump clenched beneath my fingers. She whimpered as I came closer and closer to her twat. Then I reached her pussy. I pressed into her thick lips, parting them as my tongue darted between her thick labia. I caressed her, gathering up her spicy musk fresh from the source.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Davies,” she moaned. “Ooh, this is better than taking a test.”

Her hips wiggled back and forth. She smeared her pussy into my face, coating me with her passion. I dug my tongue into her. I swirled it around her folds, teasing her. She whimpered and groaned. She ground her vulva back into my hungry mouth.

“That’s it!” she moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, teach me! Teach me how a man eats pussy! Not a boy! Mr. Davies!”

Her girlish squeals rippled around me, mixing with the scratch of pencils. My fingers dug into her rump as my tongue darted through her folds. With her bent over, I stared at her asshole. It winked at me as I dug my tongue through her pussy lips, caressing her and lapping up her spicy juices.

I shuddered, my dick throbbing, wild ideas passing through me. I flicked my tongue up through her folds, across her taint, and nuzzled my face between the cheeks of her ass. I flicked her sour sphincter, dancing over it and coating it in my saliva and some of her pussy cream.

“Mr. Davies!” she gasped, her butt-cheeks clenching about my face. “That’s new! Ooh, I like that!”

“None of those boys rimmed your ass?” I asked her then flicked my tongue around her sphincter.

“No!” she gasped. “Matthew definitely didn’t do this!”

I pulled my lips away, glancing at the buff-faced football player filling out his test, a perplexed look on his face. He had no idea I was eating out a girl he’d fucked. I smiled and dove back into her pussy. I flicked my tongue through her spicy juices, savoring the flavor before I lapped back up to her asshole.

I went back and forth, licking her folds before flicking up to her sour asshole. That mix of her sour musk and pussy cream on my tongue made me shudder. My dick throbbed in my jeans while she gasped and moaned, wiggling on the table.

“Mr. Davies!” she purred, her golden-brown butt-cheeks flexing as my tongue caressed her asshole. “Yes, yes, this is amazing! I love it!”

I slid back down to her pussy. I thrust my tongue into her juicy hole. I soaked it in her silky delight, her spicy musk coating my tongue. Then I flicked up to her asshole. I pressed my tongue against her tight sphincter, savoring the taste of her sour musk.

She whimpered as her anal ring parted. Her asshole widened and widened. She groaned, squeezing her butt-cheeks around me tight as I penetrated her asshole. My dick ached in envy as I wiggled my tongue into her sour depths.

“Holy… fuck!” Her back arched, her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her shoulders. She threw a look behind her. “Mr. Davies, that’s so nasty! You’re such a bad teacher. Mmm, I love it.”

“I do, too,” moaned Kyleigh.

“Shush,” Seth muttered.

I dove my tongue back into Evita’s pussy. I rammed into her, stirring her up before sliding back to her asshole and penetrating her bowels. I reveled in the different flavors and textures. My cock twitched and throbbed, wanting to join the fun.


I fluttered my tongue through her bowels. I caressed her. Teased her. I made her gasp in delight. Her body shuddered. Her bowels clenched around my face. She wiggled her hips from side to side. Her bowels clenched around me. The passion echoed through the room. She whimpered and moaned. I caressed her. I drove my tongue into her depths. I swirled around in her, teasing her.

She gasped and moaned. Her body shuddered. Her juices flowed. They dripped down my chin. Her spicy and sour musks lingered on my lips and tongue as I feasted on her. Her passion swelled, echoing over the sounds of the other students taking the test.

“Oh, my god!” she moaned as my tongue wiggled through her asshole.

I kissed down to her pussy again to suck and nibble on her thick labia. Her juices flowed. My lips worked down her cuntlips to her clit. I sucked on her bud. The nineteen-year-old hottie gasped out in rapture.

Her little bud throbbed between my lips. My nose brushed her thick pussy folds. Her rump clenched beneath my kneading fingers. Then she let out a gasp. Her back arched. Juices flooded my mouth.

I made her cum.

“Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Davies!” my wanton coed moaned.

Her body trembled. Her juices soaked my face. I licked and lapped at her. I caressed her, reveling in the flavor of her pussy. I darted my tongue through her, teasing her. She gasped at my caresses. The desk creaked beneath her. I loved it. How she whimpered and shuddered.

Her juices soaked me.

I rose and fished my cock out of my slacks and boxers. As she trembled, I shoved my pants and underwear down my legs, letting them bunch above my knees. Her body squirmed on my desk, her bleached-blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. She looked behind me, her brown eyes glassy, her cheeks darkened with a ruddy blush.

“Do it!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Ram that cock into me! Oh, Mr. Davies, I’m so glad it’s my turn.”

“It’s a wonderful cock,” Courtney said.

“Yes,” groaned Nikkole.

“Some of us are taking a test,” Seth said, his voice testy.

I grinned as I brought my cock to Evita’s pussy. I pressed the tip into her thick lips. The pink folds spread around my crown, bathing me in her juices. I shuddered, loving the feel of her around me. This delicious, wonderful heat felt amazing. I groaned. Her cream still flowed out of her as she moaned and gasped.

“Ram that cock into me, Mr. Davies!” she moaned, her voice echoing through the room. “Just fuck me!”

My cock’s tip soaked in her juices, I slid up to that tight, yummy asshole. She wasn’t a virgin in the classic sense, but she had an anal cherry. If a guy had never rimmed her, then there was no way she’d done anal. I pressed against her asshole, loving the feel of her sphincter rubbing on my dick.

I thrust into her.

Her back arched. “Fuck me!” she howled. “Oh, Mr. Davies! That’s… that’s… Yes!”

She gripped the end of my desk as my cock penetrated deeper and deeper into her willing asshole. My dick sank between her butt-cheeks. She clenched her bowels down around me, but my spit and her pussy cream lubed the way. I went deeper and deeper, breaking in her cherry asshole.

Her velvety flesh engulfed me. She gripped me. I groaned at the heat around me. I braced my hands on either side of her as Seth stepped up and sat his test on the edge of my desk, not caring I was sodomizing Evita.

“You’re all the way in my asshole!” groaned Evita. “Oh, damn, I love it!”

“You’re going to cum hard on my dick, aren’t you?” I growled as I drew back my cock through her velvety bowels.

“Uh-huh,” she whimpered, her bowels clenching around my cock.

That velvety grip clung to my dick. The pleasure surged through me. I groaned, my fists clenching as I drew back farther and farther. Her tight, hot asshole massaged my dick. The tip throbbed, drinking in the friction.

When only my tip remained in her asshole, I rammed forward. I plunged hard into her anal ring. She gasped again, her back arching. The incredible heat and texture of her bowels sent pleasure spilling down my dick and into my heavy balls.

They thwacked into her.

My desk rocked as I fucked her. I drew back my hips and plowed into her again and again. I buried to the hilt in her. I sodomized my student with hard strokes, loving how she moaned. Grunted. How her head tossed back and forth, throwing her blonde strands around her.

“Oh, goddamn, I’m going to cum on this dick, Mr. Davies!” she whimpered. “I always knew you would be a great fuck! Yes, yes, pound me! Sodomize me! Ram that huge dick in me! It’s incredible!”

“Yes,” I groaned, thrusting Escort Ankara hard. “I’m going to pump you full of my cum.”

“I love it when he fucks me,” Courtney said, the black-haired girl setting her test down on the table. Then she smacked my rump, the sound echoing through my classroom.

I grinned as I fucked my student’s asshole. I slammed hard into Evita. I buried over and over into her bowels. The Hispanic beauty’s passion echoed through the room. Her supple back writhed as she squirmed, her butt-cheeks rippling every time I buried into her. My balls smacked into her taint, heavy with my cum.

I groaned, fucking her faster and faster. The heat built and built in my balls. That need to erupt into my student swelled. I growled, my tie bouncing before me as I kept plowing her. My desk creaked from the force of my thrusts.

“Mr. Davies!” howled Evita. “That’s incredible. I’m going to cum from being fucked in the asshole.”

“Just a wanton slut, aren’t you?” I growled as I pounded her.

“In here… Yes!”

Her bowels clenched around my dick. Then she gasped. Her squeezing pressure became writhing bliss. Her velvety sheath convulsed and spasmed around me. I groaned, plowing into her climaxing asshole.

“Cum in me!” she moaned. “Just flood me.”

“Oh, do it, Mr. Davies,” purred Babette in her sultry, French accent. She placed her test with the growing pile. “Just spill all that cum into the little slut.”

“Yes, yes, fill me!” howled Evita.

I groaned and thrust into her. I pounded her hard. I buried into her. My hard thrusts that smacked into her rump. She gasped and groaned. Her back arched, her hips wiggling from side to side, stirring her writhing asshole around my dick. Her bowels clenched around me as she gasped out in rapture.

I couldn’t take much more of slamming into her spasming depths. Her bowels sucked at my cock. My balls, smacking into her flesh, tightened. My cum in them boiled. I growled, threw back my head, and erupted in her depths.

“Goddamn, Evita!” I howled as her asshole writhed around my cock, milking my dick.

“Yes, yes, give me all that cum, Mr. Davies!” she moaned, her delicious bowels writhing around my erupting cock.

My cum spurted into her, the powerful blasts sending ecstasy to my mind. It spilled over my thoughts. I groaned and panted. My heart raced. My eyes fluttered as I drew in deep breaths. Evita’s bowels drained my balls.

But a new load of cum built in them.

“Thank you for that assistance, Evita,” I groaned as I pulled my cock out of her. “Now, we can’t have you sitting down with an asshole full of cum. Will one of you naughty girls volunteer to clean her up?”

“Mr. Davies,” groaned a happy Evita.

“Ooh, me, me, Mr. Davies!” said Nikkole. She darted up, her test in her hand, her blonde hair swaying behind her. The cheerleader reached me, her naked breasts swaying. “Pick me!”

“Enjoy,” I said, smacking her naked rump.

With a squeal, the cheerleader fell to her knees and rimmed Evita. Nikkole eagerly licked my cum out of her classmate’s asshole. My dick, still hard, throbbed ta the naughty sight. Evita whimpered, a huge smile on her lips.

Nikkole would send Evita towards another orgasm.

“Mr. Davies, can I clean your cock?” asked Kyleigh. “I’m mostly finished with the test.”

“Of course,” I said, giving my hottie a big grin.

Her huge tits heaved and her green eyes flashed with delight. The naked beauty gained her feet and darted towards me. I hardly remembered the old her. That poor, fat girl didn’t exist any longer. A sexy, confident beauty replaced her.

Kyleigh fell to her knees before me. I stood before the class, most of the students already finished. The girls were watching with envy, a few masturbating, while the guys were bored. Seth was on his phone, his fingers typing away, and Brian had leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Matthew’s brow furrowed as he kept working.

I groaned as Kyleigh didn’t even hesitate to suck my dirty cock into her mouth. The wanton schoolgirl-slut moaned about me. She engulfed me, polishing my cock. She sucked Evita’s asshole off my dick and moaned the entire time.

She loved it.

My dick throbbed in her mouth as she bobbed her head. Her lips sealed. Her eyes stared up at me, burning with green delight. I groaned and shuddered, staring about at my students and loving this idea.

I should have done this last week. I could have been having a lot of fun with my horny students.


Becky Davies

I lingered over my book as the class filed out. I would have a short window, a minute or two, before the first student in Ms. Esmeralda’s next class walked in. I couldn’t miss this chance. Tonya quivered at her desk, slowly putting her textbook into her backpack.

Ms. Esmeralda smiled at me. She sauntered towards me, her breasts quivering in her low-cut blouse. Her eyes had a smoky, hungry quality to them that made me shudder. My pussy clenched and my large breasts rose and fell in my bra, swelling the front of my blouse and sweater vest. I smoothed my gray skirt as she stopped before me.

“Did you need something, Becky?” she asked, her voice that same throaty purr it had been the last few weeks. “Was there something you needed from me?”

“Yes,” I moaned, my hips wiggling back and forth. “I was wondering if you could give Tonya and I some extra lessons.” I licked my lips.

“You’re already my best students,” Ms. Esmeralda said. “What could you learn from extra lessons?”

“Well, I was hoping for some extra credit work,” I said. “Maybe studying poetry. Greek poetry”

“Oh?” The professor cocked her head. “Whose?”

“The works of Sapphos,” I said. I took her hand, her fingers warm. My thumb stroked her. “An in-depth study. Wouldn’t that be great? The three of us diving into those ancient words. We could immerse ourselves in the culture. Discuss the themes of her work. Maybe… experiment with them. See what value they have.”

The professor licked her lips. “I’d like that. Say… after classes?”

“Oh, yes,” I said, my thumb massaging the back of her hand. “How about at your place? The college is just so… reserved for the subject we’ll be discussing. I think a more… intimate location would work.” My cheeks burned as I said this. I couldn’t believe these bold words were coming out of me, but like with Mrs. Alberts last Friday night, I felt this need to take control. Be in charge.

“That does go against the college’s policy but…” She shuddered. “You two are my best students. My favorites. Okay. I’ll meet you after school. Give you a ride.”

I winked at her. Then I released her hand and took Tonya’s. My friend stumbled after me as I sauntered out of the room. I shifted my backpack hanging off my right shoulder as we plunged into the hallway. I swallowed, my body trembling.

“I can’t believe you just did that,” Tonya muttered, the wash of students talking spilling around us.

“I know,” I said as we moved through the press. “It’s incredible. We’re going to have a hot time with her this afternoon.” I definitely had to move up my promised titty fuck to my daddy. “You do want to do this, right?”

Tonya nodded. “It’s okay. It’s not really fornication when women do it. There are no penises involved.”

“Dildos are fine, though?”

“They’re not the real thing,” my friend said. She smiled at me. “It’ll be fun. I’ll see you later.”

“Yeah,” I nodded, squeezing her hand.

We split off to go to our classes. I hefted my heavy backpack. It was full of my textbooks and papers. I shuddered as its weight pulled on me. I went to thrust my other arm through the second strap when a zipper burst.

I gasped as everything spilled out of my backpack. My books crashed into the ground. Assignments burst free, papers scattering around my feet. My pencil case hit the ground and popped open, spilling out pens and mechanical pencils, my pink eraser bouncing towards the locker room.

“Oh, no,” I gasped, as I whirled around and bent down. I unslung my backpack and groaned. The zipper had come apart. I must have stuffed it too full. “Shoot.”

A boy knelt down across from me, grabbing my pencils and pens. He shoved them back into my pink holder and handed them over. I smiled, taking them and seeing it was Seth Parish, my younger brother’s friend.

“Thanks,” I said, seeing his blue eyes sparkling. He had a smile on his lips, nodding his head.

I took the pencil from him and then started grabbing books. He did the same, his tie swaying before him, the silver clip on it flashing as it swung, catching the overhead light. Students moved around us as he snagged up my papers and passing them to me.

“I hope your bag’s not ruined,” he said as he handed me my textbook for my chemistry class.

“Me, too,” I said. “I’d hate to have to lug these around.”

He smiled again. He was kinda cute, boyish. I shifted as this little warmth kindled between my thighs, a different sort of heat from the passion that Ms. Esmeralda stirred in me. My cheeks warmed as his finger brushed mine.

I snatched my textbook from him and thrust it into the bag. I zipped it up. The metal teeth came together this time. I hefted my bag a few times, testing if it stayed closed. It did. I hoped it lasted until I could get a new one.

“Thanks again,” I said, standing up, my cheeks feeling warmer as he rose with me. He was a tall guy, slender but with a handsome cut to his face. I’d never noticed that before how blue his eyes were.

“You’re welcome,” he said, giving me a friendly smile. “I’m sure you would have done the same thing for me.”

“Yeah,” I said. I swallowed, confused by this warmth for Seth. I thought Daddy was the only guy that I was attracted to. “Well, uh… Bye.”

“See you around,” he said, nodding.

He walked off and, for a moment, I found myself staring at his ass. I shook my head. What was wrong with me? He was a boy. I had Daddy. A man! A molten surge of heat rushed through me. My nipples hardened.

I had to see Daddy during lunch and remind myself what a man was like.

To be continued…

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Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Thirteen: Little Sister’s Fertile Futa Desire

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

I stared at the text message from my mom in shock. She never sent me text messages, and now she was ruining all my afternoon plans.

It read: “Ms. Petrov wants to meet you. I’ll pick you up after classes.”

Anger brimmed inside of me. The good mood my wild passion I’d just shared with my sexy and busty professor, Mrs. Greene, had given me in evaporated. I angrily hit the call button on my phone and held it to my ear, tapping my foot.

Yes, I called my mother. That was how angry she made me.

I should be going to my math class, which I was already late for thanks to my romp with Mrs. green, but now I had to deal with this. After class, I was going over to Pita’s house to “study” with her and her sexy mother and my naughty sister and…

My girlfriend Wendy. Who didn’t know about incest. Who was already ruining my afternoon delight, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be salvaged. But if I couldn’t go then it was absolutely destroyed.

“Jenny?” Mom asked. “Shouldn’t you be in a class right now. It’s the middle of the hour.”

“You’re the one texting me,” I hissed back.

“You don’t sound… happy.”

“I have my study date at Pita’s, remember?” I asked. “Me, her sexy mom, and Allie. We were going to have a hot foursome. You could have even stopped by after work. I bet you and Mrs. Asís would get along amazingly.”

“I’m sure we would,” my mother answered. After our shopping trip yesterday, Mom and I had become incestuous lovers. Of course, we invited my little sister Allie into the fun. She was the love of my life and I finally could start sharing that with some people. Those who could understand such forbidden relationships.

But, still, I couldn’t let my mom control my life just because we were lovers. I was nineteen!

“I’m sorry, honey, I am,” she said. “But Ms. Petrov is very eager to meet you. This will be good for my career.”

“So you’re pimping me out to your boss?” I demanded.

“Honey,” my mother groaned. “You make it sound so bad. You liked it when I pimped you out the salesgirl yesterday.”

My cheeks blushed.

“Why do you think Ms. Petrov ordered me to seduce you,” Mom added. “When she found out you’d come down with Futanari Syndrome, she had to enjoy you. She wanted you bad. Why do you think she had me bring you to the office yesterday? Just to fuck me. She wanted you to hear us. To get interested. She just didn’t know how horny you already were. How far you’d gone in your own exploration of your sexuality.”

My cheeks burned. That had been shocking to learn my straight-laced, Christian mother was having lesbian sex with her boss, the uptight and frigid Ms. Petrov. After being widowed for a few years, I thought mom wasn’t even going to try dating. She had to start working while getting herself a degree in IT which landed her the job at Ms. Petrov’s company.

And in the woman’s bed. Mom was eating pussy to get to the top.

“Ms. Petrov won’t be happy if I don’t bring you,” Mom continued. “You don’t want me to get in trouble at work.”

“Are you guilting me into having sex with your boss?” I asked.

“I understand,” she said, sighing. “You have all those schoolgirls to have sex with. Why would you want to enjoy your old mom and her boss? You have all that exciting flesh around. I get it. I do.”

The mom-guilt hit me hard. I squirmed. The plans with Pita were already ruined by Wendy asking to join. How could I say no to my girlfriend? It would have been suspicious. So… My stomach squirmed. Ms. Petrov was a tall, blonde Russian. She wasn’t ugly. She was pretty in the way that an ice sculptor was beautiful.

“Fine,” I groaned. “I’ll be waiting for you after classes are out.”

“Oh, thank you, honey,” Mom gushed. “You’re not going to regret this. This will probably mean another bonus. We can get that new hot water heater so we don’t have to be so careful in the morning. You and Allie can take those long showers you two like.”

“Allie told you about that?” I asked, my cheeks blushing.

“Mmm, yes, she did,” purred my mother. “How you took your little sister’s anal cherry in the shower. Hot!”

It had been hot. We were supposed to get clean after making love for the first time, but my eighteen-year-old sister had an enthusiasm that could not be denied by anyone. Her brattiness had found a new outlet: giving me as much kinky sex as possible.

“Just as long as the twins don’t catch on,” I muttered. Tara and Sara, my older twin sisters, had shown no interest in me. Or each other, much to Allie’s disappointment. It would be so hot to nail them both, but…

I sighed and shook my head. No point in dwelling on the impossible.

“I have to get to class,” I muttered.

“And why aren’t you in class?” Mom asked, switching out that lover mode into pure parenting. “You should be in a class.”

“I, er, had a meeting with Mrs. Greene. I have a pass. I was heading to my class when you texted me.”

“That endowed professor, huh?” Mom said, her suspicions growing. “College isn’t just for you to indulge your pleasures. You have to focus.”

“Yes, Mom,” I muttered, cheeks burning. “Then I should go. You can lecture me later.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she said. I knew she wouldn’t drop this.

I sighed and said. “Love you. Got to go.” I hung up and rushed to my next class.

Math passed swiftly since it was nearly half-over when I arrived. Lunch was next. Wendy found me pretty fast and then Pita not after. I had to take a deep breath and tell them the bad news as we headed to the cafeteria.

“I guess we can do it tomorrow,” Pita said when I finished. “Unless your Mom wants to make surprise plans for you.”

I squirmed. “I can’t help it,” I said. I’d left out the part where I’d be having a hot threesome. “Sorry.”

“I can’t do tomorrow,” groaned Wendy. “I have a family thing. And then we have our date on Friday.”

“Oh, no,” Pita said, doing a good job of keeping her excitement out of her voice. “That sucks you can’t make it. We’ll study extra hard for you.”

“That won’t help me,” Wendy said.

“I know,” I said, my excitement rising. I felt bad to feel so good about Wendy missing out, but I had no idea how to tell my girlfriend about my relationship with my sister or mother. And I was pretty sure Pita didn’t want her taboo affair with her mother to get out.

If I could be certain about Wendy…

“Well, to make it up to you,” I said to my girlfriend, “we could skip lunch and go to the restroom.”

I had the key to the faculty restroom, a single-use room that Dean Washington had given me the key to so I could “have privacy” thanks to my condition. It made a convenient place to have sex with my friends at the college.

“Ooh, that sounds fun,” Wendy said. “We haven’t shared Jenny since Monday.”

“That three-way blowjob was hot,” Pita said, smiling. She, Wendy, and our other friend Victoria had blown me in the girls’ restroom first thing Monday morning. It was when I realized Wendy liked girls but her Christian upbringing wouldn’t let her realize the truth about herself.

But if she was having a threesome with me, she could love my cock and lick my pussy and then lick my cum out of another girl’s pussy.

“I like the sound of this,” Pita said. “We can scarf down our lunch once we’re done.”

Wendy’s face wrinkled at that. “Scarf? That’s not a nice word.”

“Mmm, I’m full of naughty words,” Pita purred. “Cock and cunt and jizz.”

“I like jizz,” Wendy said, her cheeks rosy, contrasting with her blonde hair, gathered in her usual French braid. “Jenny’s jizz.”

“So do I,” Pita said. “I’m glad we’re sex friends.”

“Me, too,” I said.

We soon reached the private bathroom. My futa-cock was at full erection as we slipped in. I groaned because the moment I had the doors closed and locked, the pair ripped off their clothing. I watched in awe as they bared their bodies. Bras, panties, blouses, and skirts all rained down to the floor.

They were both sexy and different ways. Wendy had a petite body, her breasts small like my little sister, a thick thatch of blonde hair hiding her pussy, her blue eyes sparkling, her heart-shaped face flushed. Curly-brown hair framed Pita’s cute face. She had a big, hungry smile beneath a dainty nose. Her golden-brown skin looked so exciting. She cupped her round breasts while wiggling her hips, her shaved pussy dripping with juices.

“Can you believe it?” she said to Wendy. “Your girlfriend didn’t even get naked for us.”

“She was too busy appreciating how pretty we are,” Wendy said. She had changed, utterly at ease with sex and passion. I knew my cock was allowing her to embrace her lesbian desires in a safe way. I hoped she’d end up realizing she liked girls, even if they had big dicks like mine.

“Let’s do something about it,” Pita said.

The pair of them lunged at me. They hiked up my skirt and ripped down my panties in a flash. My cock sprang out. A pale-beige hand and a golden-brown one grabbed my dick. Their cheeks pressed tight, the blonde and Hispanic beauty leaning in to nuzzle at my cock together.

They looked so cute with both of them playing with my girl-dick. I groaned at the sight of them, my heart melting from the lust they engendered in me. It was wonderful. My hips wiggled back and forth, the lust spilling through my body.

Then their lips nuzzled into the tip of my girl-cock.

“Oh, god, yes,” I moaned, loving the pleasure that surged down my body. “Oh, wow, that’s great. You’re… I mean… Yes, yes, şişli bayan escort don’t stop. Just love me. Ooh, that’s good.”

They both took my moans to heart. They swirled their tongues around my girl-dick. They teased me. Pleased me. They sent pleasure surging down my cock. Their lips brushed each other, almost kissing as they worshiped my spongy crown.

“You two are so sexy!” I moaned.

“Damn, straight,” muttered Pita.

Her tongue flicked out and brushed Wendy’s. My blonde girlfriend didn’t flinch back. Her tongue caressed over Pita’s, the two almost kissing for a moment. I shuddered at how hot it was, my ovaries building and building with a load of cum.

It would just explode all over their faces.

I would fire so much spunk from my dick. I would pump more and more of my cum out and just bathe across all their features. I couldn’t wait to coat their faces in my futa-spunk. It would be incredible. My pussy clenched, my lusts building faster and faster. The excitement swelled through my body.

Their hands fisted me. They slid up and down me. My pussy juices leaked out of my virgin twat. They ran down my thighs. I groaned, my body shaking. The pleasure spilled out of my body as my ovaries quivered.

“Wendy! Pita!” I moaned.

“Don’t hold back!” whimpered Pita. She sucked on the edge of my cock, her lips forming a naughty seal. I groaned, my pussy clenching.

Wendy sucked on the other side while her free hand found my pussy. She stroked up and down my hot, virgin lips. She brushed my hymen. The added sensation surged up to the tip of my girl-dick. My shaft twitched. Throbbed.


I threw back my head and gasped as the pleasure exploded from my girl-cock. It fired out and splattered across their faces. My breasts heaved in my bra and blouse as I painted my friends’ beautiful features in my ropy cum.

“Yes!” I whimpered.

“Jenny!” gasped Wendy.

“Fuck, yes!” Pita moaned, her eyes closed.

My pearly spunk splattered from my Hispanic friend’s brown flesh to my girlfriend’s pale features. The jizz coated them. Landed on their lips. Ran down their cheeks. It splattered their hair. Every blast sent rapture shooting through me.

Ecstasy flowed from my cunt.

I groaned and trembled, toes curling in my shoes and socks. My pussy flooded my thighs with my sweet juices. Stars burst before me. The last spurt of my jizz erupted from me, splashing across their foreheads.

“So good!” Wendy moaned and turned her head.

To my delight, she aggressively licked and lapped up the jizz coating Pita’s face. I smiled as I came down from my buzzing high to witness Wendy’s pink tongue flicking out again and again. She gathered up the pearly spunk coating Pita’s features.

Their lips met.

They kissed, tongues dancing, sharing my spunk. Wendy moaned, savoring kissing another girl. This was what I wanted. For her to embrace her desires. She felt safe sharing my jizz with another girl. Wendy leaned in. Her small breasts pressed into Pita’s round, golden-brown titties.

Then they sank to the floor, Pita beneath Wendy. I groaned at the hot sight as my “straight” girlfriend settled atop Pita. They kissed and whimpered, cum dripping from Wendy’s cheeks to season their hot kiss. Pita’s thighs parted.

They tribbed.

I watched Wendy grinding her blonde-furred pussy into Pita’s shaved twat. My futa-cock throbbed as I peeled off my blouse and bra. This heady rush shot through me as the pair writhed in passion, lost to their lesbian desires.

Pita grabbed Wendy’s butt-cheeks, kneading them. In the process, she parted them. My girlfriend’s asshole winked at me. That brown hole beckoned. I groaned and fell to my knees behind them, eager to join the fun.

They both moaned into their kiss. Wendy’s butt-cheeks flexed beneath Pita’s massaging hands. She dug into her flesh as I guided my futa-cock into position. Precum dripped from the crown, splashing on Wendy’s taint. Then a drop landed her asshole.

I pushed my cock against her sphincter.

Wendy broke her kiss, her blonde braid sweeping off her back as she turned her head. “Oh, honey, yes, yes, that’s good. Fuck me up the ass!”

“You like anal, Wendy?” asked Pita.

“Mmm, I do,” Wendy said and then kissed Pita again.

I loved it. They were tribbing their pussies together. Doing one of the most lezzie things possible. Wendy had initiated it, too. I hoped by the time our date came around, I could get her to admit she liked girls. A lot. It would allow her to be free. She shouldn’t have to hide who she was. I would be miserable if I hadn’t embraced being a futa.

I pushed my thick cock against her bowels. I nuzzled against her sphincter. That naughty hole felt so incredible beneath my dick’s massaging tip. She groaned and moaned, squirming beneath me and writhing against Pita as her asshole surrendered.

Her anal ring swallowed me.

“Yes!” I gasped as I sank into my girlfriend’s sphincter.

Inch after inch of my cock vanished into her asshole. I shuddered as I went deeper and deeper into her velvety sheath. She moaned into the kiss with Pita. My round breasts swayed and my red hair danced about my face and kissed my shoulders.

“Oh, god, that’s good,” I moaned.

Wendy groaned louder as more and more of my futa-dick vanished into her bowels. My dick twitched and throbbed in that wonderful sheath. Wendy squeezed around me. The last few inches vanished into her bowels.

My fiery bush rubbed on her butt-cheeks.

I shuddered, loving the feel of her wiggling her hips to grind her clit into Pita’s. That stirred her anal sheath around my futa-cock. My virgin pussy drank it in. I ran my hands up to my tits and cupped them.

Wendy broke the kiss and panted, “Are you going to fuck me, Jenny?”

“I thought about just staying in your bowels forever,” I groaned. “They feel so good around me.”

“I bet they do,” Pita said. “God, why couldn’t I get Futanari Syndrome? Then I’d be banging hot girls and sexy professors.”

“Like Mrs. Greene?” I asked.

“Oh, my god, you didn’t?” gasped Wendy. “She’s married!”

“Mmm, and has delicious breast milk,” I purred and drew back my cock. “She thoroughly enjoyed my cock.” I had to try the daughter next. Kathy was friends with my little sister. From everything Allie had told me, Kathy was a slut.

Wendy’s bowels gripped my cock. She massaged me as I drew back through her sheath. Then I rammed forward again. I buried to the hilt in her. My crotch smacked into her rump. The sound echoed through the room. It was incredible to hear.

“Oh, god,” Pita moaned. “When you ram into her, you press her clit into my pussy lips! Into my clit! Ooh, fuck her hard, Jenny, because I’m going to cum from tribbing her!”

“It’s so nice!” moaned Wendy. “And our breasts pressed tight. I like when our nipples touch.”

“Yes!” gasped Pita. “You’ve really been corrupted by Jenny and her big cock. I couldn’t imagine you doing anything this gay before.”

“It’s not gay,” Wendy gasped. “We’re enjoying Jenny. She has a cock. That makes this straight sex.”

“You kissed me,” I panted.

“I was sharing cum with you,” she moaned.

“We’re tribbing,” panted Pita.

“I got carried away licking up your cum and, besides, it excited Jenny whose amazing cock is now pounding my asshole. So this is purely straight sex.”

“If you say so,” groaned Pita. “I really don’t care right now. Not with your clit massaging me. Oh, my god, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum so hard.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, pumping away at Wendy’s asshole. “Cum on each other’s pussies. Drench each other in cunt cream!”

“Going to!” Pita moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, Wendy, I love our clits kissing!”

“Me, too!” Wendy moaned, her body trembling, her bowels gripping me. “Jenny! Jenny! Keep pumping away at me!”

I did. I pounded my girlfriend’s velvety asshole. I reveled in the pleasure. The friction massaged the tip of my cock. The delight melted down to my cunt. My pussy grew hotter. My ovaries drank in the heat, full of my cum.

I would spurt so much.

I thrust with wild strokes. I pumped away fast and hard. I buried into Wendy’s bowels, not holding anything back. My precum lubed the way, letting me drive into her with powerful thrusts that would have her crying out in rapture.

“Jenny! Jenny! Jenny!” Wendy gasped over and over, her asshole squeezing about my bowels. Her flesh held me so tight. “Jenny!”

Her asshole rippled around me.

She bucked and squirmed atop Pita. I groaned as I fucked into her convulsing bowels. I reveled in the velvety grip of her flesh squeezing around me. That wonderful delight of her bowels clenching and relaxing and driving me wild.

“Oh, god, she’s gushing cream on me!” Pita moaned.

“Jenny!” squealed Jenny.

“I’m going to cum in you, Wendy!” I gasped, thrusting faster. Harder.

It was an amazing passion. A thrill to experience. I groaned as I hammered her. I fucked her with passion. I buried into her again and again. The pleasure swelled in my ovaries. The ache grew at the tip of my girl-dick.

“Oh, god, yes!” Pita moaned. “Oh, you sexy bitch, Wendy! I love it!”

Both their moans echoed through the bathroom. It rippled around me. Wendy’s asshole sucked at my girl-dick. The pleasure built and built. It swelled through me. I couldn’t take much more of her convulsing flesh.

I slammed into her asshole.

I erupted into her bowels.

I came hard. I pumped her full of my jizz. My futa-spunk spurted out of me. A hot burst of delight rushed through my body. I groaned, my pussy convulsing. Pleasure rushed through my body. Those duel, dizzying şişli escort ecstasy.

Rapture fired from my futa-dick. Bliss rippled from my cunt. I trembled atop them, my tits heaving in my squeezing grip. My red hair flew about my face as I pumped Wendy’s asshole full of my cum. I bucked and shuddered. The bliss reached a wild pinnacle in me.

And then it crashed down into bliss after I erupted the final time.

“Oh, my god,” I panted as I leaned back. My futa-cock slid out of Wendy’s asshole with a wet plop.

“Mmm, that was good,” Wendy said, nuzzling into Pita’s face.

“I’m glad we’re sex friends now,” Pita said.

Wendy gasped and rolled off of Pita. “Only if my girlfriend’s here.” Her small breasts quivered, face smeared in cum. “Okay.”

“Sure,” Pita said. “We’ll get together more often with Jenny.”

“Right,” Wendy said. “Oh, my, that was wild. I’m feeling refreshed. That will get me through the rest of my day.”

“Yeah,” Pita said. “I’m starved. Let’s eat.”

I nodded, panting. My stomach rumbled.

We dressed quickly, Wendy pulling up her panties like she didn’t care she had an asshole full of cum. My two friends wiped their faces free of spunk. Hairs were combed, makeup touched up, then we slipped out and rushed to the cafeteria.

It bustled. I looked around and spotted my sister sitting with Kathy Greene. I shuddered as I rushed over to my sister. Kathy noticed me and gave me a speculative look. She had plump lips and fine, black hair falling to her shoulders.

I shuddered, remembering fucking her mother. I definitely had to find a chance with the daughter. But not now. “Hey, Allie,” I said. “I need to talk to you.”

“Oh,” Allie said, trying to look nonchalant as she dipped a fish stick into her tartar sauce.

“Yeah, I spoke to Mom. This will just take a minute.”

Allie’s blue eyes sparkled. She had our mother’s eyes. Her strawberry-blonde pigtails swayed as she gained her feet. She darted around the table and said like she was annoyed, “Come on, let’s get this over with.”

“Mmm, if you were my sister, Jenny, I’d love to slip off with you,” Kathy said.

“Maybe we can do some roleplay,” I said over my shoulder.

Allie giggled and whispered, “You totally want to bang my friend.”

“I banged her mom,” I whispered back.

“Hot,” my sister said. “Ooh, I can’t wait to have some fun tonight and…” She groaned. “Mom really called.”

“Yeah.” We left the cafeteria behind. The noisy dwindling in the hall. “She’s making me go over to her work after classes are out.”

“So no orgy with Pita and her mom?” she asked.

“Well, Wendy had butted in anyways, so that wasn’t happening, but it’s on for tomorrow. No Wendy around. So you’ll get it.”

“Fine,” Allie pouted. “Wait, why does Mom need to take you to work? Is there some mother/daughter thing going on? I’m her daughter, too.”

“Well, it’s her boss, Ms. Petrov. She wants to fuck me.”

“Oh,” Allie said. “So she knows Mom is banging you.”

“Yeah. Ms. Petrov pressured Mom to have sex with me. She has to keep pleasing her boss to keep getting promotions so she can support us.”

“Our mom is a lezzie prostitute.” Allie shuddered. “Kinda hot. So why don’t I get to come? I could have fun with Ms. Petrov, too.”

“I don’t think Mom’s told Ms. Petrov about you.” I leaned in. “Ms. Petrov’s a little scary. She sounds like she’s in complete control.”

“So she’s a Domme?” Allie shuddered. “Kathy let this boy do that to her once. He handcuffed her and spanked her and then fucked her up the ass while a vibrator buzzed away in her pussy.”

“Is there nothing that girl hasn’t done?” I muttered.

“She hasn’t fucked you,” Allie said, her hand darting down and grabbing my cock through my skirt. “Let’s go. Right now.”

“What?” I gasped. “But… I need to eat lunch.”

“You have to pay. You think you can go fuck Mom’s boss and leave me to just rub my twat at home—alone!—then you are mistaken. You’re going to fuck me right now. No foreplay. I just want you on my pussy. Firing cum in me.” She leaned in. “Breeding me. I’m in the middle of my cycle. I have to be at peak fertility.”

“What?” I gasped, my dick throbbing. “You’re not serious.”

“I am,” she said as she dragged me along by my futa-cock through my clothing. “And so is your dick. Mom’s onboard with us so we have no worries now. You can knock me up.”

“What about the twins?”

“Would they even notice?” Allie asked, her blue eyes sparkling. My little sister had this naughty gleam in her eyes. “Mmm, you’re going to pump my fertile pussy full of your incestuous girl-seed. I want to be round with your baby.”

“Oh, god,” I groaned. “You’re serious.”

“So serious!” she moaned.

“But… but… I just fucked Wendy up the butt. My dick’s still dirty. I didn’t clean it.”

“I’ll clean it”—she leaned in and purred—“with my fertile pussy.”

My dick throbbed even harder.

Allie laughed and then pulled me into the girls’ bathroom. I groaned at that, my heart pounding in my chest. She led me back towards the stall last stall, this wild gleam in her eyes. Her pigtails danced. My pussy soaked my panties.

She was such an irresistible delight. I loved my little sister so much. I was glad I had my sex friends and my girlfriend and my professor and Mom and the dean of the college. I was lucky I got to have all of that, but Allie really turned me on.

“I love you,” I said as we vanished into the stall.

Allie shivered, her blue eyes going wide. “Jenny!” She bounced in place, squealing like a schoolgirl faced with her favorite boy band. “Jenny! Jenny!”

“I just wanted to tell you that before I bred you,” I said. I swallowed, wanting to make her happy. “I’m going to breed you, little sis. I’m going to knock you up. You’re going to have my futa-daughter. My incestuous love child!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned and then threw herself at me.

She knocked me back into the stall door. It rattled from the force of it. Her tongue danced in my mouth. She kissed me with hunger. I didn’t fight her. I reveled in every moment of it. I kissed her. My tongue danced in her mouth. I loved her with every ounce of passion I had.

Her hands pulled up my skirt. My hands drew up hers. The stall door kept rattling as our tongues danced. The bathroom door creaked open. The chatter of girls entering echoed through the restroom. I didn’t care.

I kept kissing my little sister.

Allie broke the kiss and had a wicked twinkle in her eye. She rolled my skirt above my waist and then yanked down my panties, bending over in the process. My dirty futa-dick sprang out before her face. She licked the tip.

“Yes,” I whimpered as the three girls started chatting around the sink.

I wanted to fuck Allie hard. I was so turned on by the girls who could overhear us. This exhibitionist streak surged through me. I pulled my sister to her feet by her strawberry-blonde pigtails. Allie didn’t resist.

No, she was eager for it.

I spun her around. She gasped in delight as I bent her over the toilet. I flipped up her skirt, exposing the pink panties clinging to her cute rump. They had layers of frilly lace descending over her rear, all rustling as she wiggled her ass at me. A dark stain bled through the crotch, her fresh musk filling my nose.

I ripped those down in a hurry. I exposed her tight, virginal-looking slit covered by her sparse down of pubic hair. I was going to breed this pussy. I would ram my dirty dick into her and fill her with cum.

“Fuck me!” Allie moaned. “Ram that futa-cock into me and fuck me.”

The three girls talking ended.

“Did I just hear that?” asked a girl that sounded like Shannon.

“Is someone jilling off in there, thinking about Jenny?” a girl I didn’t recognize asked.

“Fuck that dirty dick into my pussy and breed me!” Allie moaned, not caring that we’d been heard.

I found I didn’t care, either. “Yes!” I moaned. “I’m going to fuck you so hard!”

Shannon gasped. “Oh, my god, Jenny! Who do you have in there?”

“We’re fucking!” Allie moaned, pitching her voice a little lower. “Give us some privacy!”

“Oh, my god,” Shannon whimpered.

I plunged into my little sister’s pussy as we were heard by those three girls. They had no idea I was sinking in the incestuous depths of my sister’s twat. That her juicy and hot flesh was washing away Wendy’s dirty asshole.

It sent such a shudder through me. I buried into her so fast. My fiery bush smacked into my sister’s cute rump. Her butt-cheeks rippled. Her cunt clenched around me. She moaned, gripping me hard. I drew back, the pleasure swelling down my cock.

It felt incredible.

I whimpered as I drove into her again. And again. I buried into my sister’s bowels with hard and powerful strokes. I filled her with my girl-dick over and over while our audience out there listened to our incestuous love.

“Oh, my god, Jenny’s really screwing a girl in there,” said the third girl. Was that Bev? “I mean…”

“Right?” groaned Shannon. “Do you think she has Hannah in there?”

“She’s got a boyfriend.”


I shuddered at their speculation. They would never guess I kept plunging into my little sister’s depths. Not in a million years. Allie moaned and rotated her hips. She stirred her pussy around my cock, buffing my dick clean.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding tight to them while she gripped the stainless steel plumbing. Her pussy clenched tight around my girl-dick. She massaged me. Teased me. I plunged to the hilt in her again and again. Her cunt teased me. Pleased me. She sent such rapture surging through my body.

Her pussy clenched mecidiyeköy escort around my girl-dick. The pleasure rippled around my cock. The silky delight of my little sister’s flesh brought me closer and closer to spurting in her. She felt so incredible. I groaned, pumping away hard and fast.

“Who is she fucking in there?” groaned Shannon.

“Why isn’t it me?” whimpered Bev. “I’d let her fuck me so hard.”

“You would?” the third girl panted. I still didn’t recognize her.

“You wouldn’t? How many futas are there in the world? Like ten?”

“Seven!” Allie moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, Jenny, fuck my cunt! I want your fertile seed flooding me!”

“No condoms?” gasped the third girl.

“She could fuck me without a condom,” panted Bev. “I’d love to feel your cum firing into my pussy, Jenny!”

My dick throbbed and ached. The audience was bringing me towards my climax with every stroke into my little sister’s pussy. The pleasure built and built. The rapture swelled in me. It was incredible. I couldn’t take much more of this. I would cum so hard. I would explode. The bliss swelled through my body.

I bit my lip, my heart thundering in my chest. I pumped away with powerful strokes at my sister’s cunt. I pounded her hard. I buried into her delicious depths. Her fertile pussy gripped me. Sucked at me. I wanted to spurt in her.

“Yes, yes, yes, pound me!” Allie moaned. “Oh, god, I’m going to cum on your girl-dick, Jenny!”

“Yes!” I gasped, wanting to cry out her name while her incestuous twat gripped me. “I’m going to flood you.”

“Make her cum,” Bev whimpered.

“Jesus, you sound like a bitch in heat,” the third girl said. “Like you’re going to hump Jenny’s leg.”

“Yes!” Bev moaned. “I’d do that, too.”

“I kinda would,” Shannon said. “Oh, wow, this is hot. Better than watching porn with my boyfriend on his phone.”

“Uh-huh,” Bev moaned.

Their words swelled through me. My dick pounded into my little sister’s taboo depths. Her cunt squeezed around me. I gripped her pigtails, slamming hard into her. Our clothing rustled. My red bush smacked over and over into her rump.

The sounds echoed through the stall around us. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. My panties dug into my thighs, bunched above my knees. That made this so naughty. We just dropped our panties and started fucking at the college.

Sharing our incestuous love where we could be caught.

“Oh, my god, Jenny!” Allie squealed. “I love cumming on your cock!” Her pussy spasmed around my thrusting dick. “So fucking good!”

“Oh, she’s cumming?” moaned Bev. She sounded almost faint.

“She’s is!” I gasped and buried to the hilt in my little sister’s twat.

I joined her.

I flooded Allie’s fertile pussy with my futa-cum. The incestuous rapture surged through my body. I trembled and groaned, the pleasure rippling through my flesh. My breasts heaved in my bra and blouse. I pumped her full of my seed.

My little sister’s pussy writhed around me. She milked out my cum with her hot flesh. I groaned and gasped, buried to the hilt in her. I loved it. I savored it. The pleasure surged out of me over and over.

“Jenny!” Allie moaned. “So much cum! You fired so much cum in me.”

“Lucky,” Bev whimpered.

“I love you,” I whispered as I spurted the last blast into my sister’s twat. “I hope I bred you.”

Allie just let out a purring sound of delight.

“That sounded hot!” echoed from outside the bathroom as I came down from my orgasmic high. My futa-dick remained buried in my little sister’s pussy.

A sudden surge of fear rushed through me. I was in here with my sister. If anyone found out…

“Who did you just fuck, Jenny?” asked Bev. “She came hard. Lucky girl.”

“That’s so wild that you’d do that during classes,” said Shannon. “It must be hard being a futa.” The girl burst into laughter. “Get it, hard?”

“Ugh, don’t make puns,” said the third girl. I still didn’t recognize her voice.

Shannon kept laughing.

“Just slip out,” Allie whispered. “I’ll lock the door. They won’t be able to stick around forever.”

“They might,” I whispered back, my heart pounding with fear.

Her pussy clenched around me. “Trust me.”

“When’s that ever a good idea?”

“When it makes you cum so hard.” Allie wiggled her hips, stirring her pussy around my aching futa-cock. An incestuous thrill ran through me at the feel of my little sister’s twat massaging around me.

“Fine,” I said. I pulled out of her and then grabbed my panties. I hauled them up, covering my pussy-soaked dick. I couldn’t help but stare at my sister’s twat leaking my girl-cum, matting her sparse down of strawberry-blonde hair.

She pulled up her ruffled panties while I shoved down my skirt. I slid up to the stall door and opened it. Then I darted out and closed it behind me. I heard it lock and turned to face the three girls. It was Shannon, Bev, and a girl who I knew was a junior but I didn’t know her name.

“Well, Jenny, who’s your lover?” asked Bev. “It can’t be Wendy, I just saw her in the cafeteria with Pita and Brianna.”

“You’ll just have to ask her,” I said. “When she recovers and comes out.” My cheeks burned as I sauntered to the sinks. “You might have heard how hard I made her cum.”

“Oh, my god,” groaned Bev. “There’s still time in the lunch period. We could…?”

My dick twitched as I stared at the brunette. I could have fun with her, but my stomach rumbled. I didn’t have much time to get something to eat to get me through the rest of the day. I’d probably have to settle on a few energy bars out of the vending machine or something.

“Sorry,” I said, washing my hands.

“Tell us,” the older girl said, her eyes sparkling. “That girl sounded like she was in heaven.”

“Does she have a boyfriend?” asked Shannon. “Is that why you’re playing coy. It’s Hannah, right?”

I shrugged. I had no idea how my sister would get out without being caught. My stomach roiled. This would be bad. My heart pounded as I struggled to play cool. The three girls were all around me, asking me questions, peppering me, naming names.

“Was it Kimberly?” asked Bev. “Or Tatiana?”

“That slut Kathy? I hear that freshman has fucked the entire football team,” said the older girl.

“It had to be Melany,” said Shannon. “She was taking nudes and sending them to you.”

That last one was true.

I just shrugged.

The stall closest to the door, and the farthest from where I’d fucked Allie, opened and my little sister casually walked out and vanished around the corner to the exit. The door to the hallway opened and swung shut without the three girls realizing she’d escaped.

They were watching the wrong stall.

I dried my hands on the brown paper towels, a big smirk on my face. “Listen, you can camp before the stall and wait for her to emerge, but I’m not telling. Later.”

“Oh, we will,” the older girl said. “I’m so curious.”

I left them to their pointless wait and exited the bathroom. I checked my phone, saw a bevy of new nudes from Melany she’d sent through Snapchat, and noticed I had five minutes to eat something. I found the nearest vending machine and bought a couple of soy protein energy bars and munched on them as I headed to the biology class I shared with Pita.

On my way to class, Dean Washington spotted me. The Black woman fell into step beside me. “Tomorrow, my office. We’re having a meeting during the lunch period.”

I shivered in delight. A meeting with the group of professors that seduced *********** female students into their naughty club. Dean Washington had teased me about them, but I was so eager to meet them. I was hoping Mrs. Greene was a member, but there were other beauties.

As I sat through Mrs. Turner teaching biology, I kept staring at the married, blonde professor. She was short but curvy. Was she a member of the group? Or what about Coach Clarkson? I wondered about her during my last class, PE. She kept trying to spy on me when I was using her private shower after PE.

I had the feeling she wanted to slip in and play with me, but she never did.

As I showered, I ached for her to enter. Sadly, I only had my thoughts for company. I left with my hair only a little wet at the edges—I pinned it up to keep it from getting soaked while I washed off—and headed out front.

Mom was waiting for me in her car. I climbed in, loving the short pencil skirt she wore. IT had a slit on her left thigh that looked so enticing. She had another pair of thigh-high stockings on. My hand went straight for them as I kissed her chastely on the cheek.

It wouldn’t be good to get seen Frenching my mother. Even if I wanted to.

We chatted on the drive. An energy brimmed in the air as we journeyed to her work. My hand kept stroking her thigh. What would it be like with the dominating Ms. Petrov? My futa-dick swelled harder and harder. My pussy grew hotter and hotter.

“Thank you for doing this,” Mom said when she parked in her reserved space in the building’s parking garage. Apparently, she was already the “Special IT Director.” I had a feeling she had one station she was in charge of.

And it lay between Ms. Petrov’s legs.

“This will mean a lot for my career. For our family.” She swallowed. “I just hope…”

“Hope what?” I asked.

“Don’t fight her,” she said, glancing at me. “It will be easier if you just submit to her. She won’t do anything to harm you. I promise, but it might frighten you.”

“I can handle it,” I said. “I’ve heard about BDSM. Half the girls at my college have read Fifty Shades.”

My mom closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. I squeezed her thigh in a reassuring manner. I could handle this. I was a futa. There was nothing Ms. Petrov could throw at me that would scare me off.

“Let’s do this, Mom.”

To be continued…

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Amy, Part 2

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Amy, Part 2


When September came, the students returned to campus, including Amy. I thought it might be awkward seeing her after three months of no contact. On the other hand, Amy had such great social graces (and managed to hide from the world what a slut she could be), I figured things would probably go smoothly.

Amy arrived for our first meeting. We hugged in greeting, and I kept back so my boner would not poke Amy in the stomach. Amy gave me her sly grin as she sat down, but we both were totally business, at least outwardly. We talked at great length about her proposed project comparing women’s age at first marriage in different countries and the reasons for any differences.

“Speaking of which,” I said casually, “are you keeping with your commitment to date older men?”

“Kind of,” she replied with a grin. “Last May I had amazing sex with this older guy. But other older guys couldn’t compare. All summer it was one or two dates and no spark.”

“Well that’s a shame,” I said insincerely. “You are young, smart and beautiful. Economic research says you will do well in your career.”

Amy got up to leave, gathering her books and backpack from the floor. I doubt it was an accident she bent over at the waist with her bum pointed in my direction. Her short dress rose tantalizingly close to exposing her ass, but no such luck. Amy turned as she slung her backpack over her shoulder.

“Hey, by the way, nice file cabinet. Adds to the salvage store décor.”

“It used to be fine. Last spring I nailed something up against it, bent it to Hell.”

Amy burst out laughing, “Good one! You are so bad.”

“That’s not what you said last year,” I grinned at this lovely young woman.

“No, its not, she said,” returning my smile. It was the exact opposite of bad.

With that, Amy walked over to me, put her free hand around my waist and kissed me hard on the lips.

“Try to keep being a good boy this year too!” she said as she smiled, opened the door and left.

Amy enrolled in my labor law class for fall semester. In class she resumed sitting in the front row and wearing no underwear. Her legs were spread at a 45-degree angle every moment of every class. She smiled slyly at me each time she caught my eye. She giggled as I stumbled for words when asking her questions.

But it was torture. I had to stop using the chalkboard because every time I turned back to face the class my eyes fell to Amy’s exposed pussy. I’m sure the rest of the students noticed. It wasn’t fair! I had fucked that tight pussy, shot my semen deep inside it. It ached to be so close to that pussy again with no chance tapping that again. As the semester progressed, Amy and I both began to act more like that amazing fuck in my office had never happened. I was a little sad but not at all surprised. It was a one-time thing. That’s how the stars aligned.

But as I said earlier, Amy would have a September surprise for me as well. I was giving an exam to Amy’s class that afternoon, and I had just finished copying the exams when there was a knock on the door. It was Amy.

“Professor, can we talk for a minute?”

“Sure,” I said, “Do you have any questions?”

“No, I just need to calm down. I am really nervous about the exam. Can you help me?”

“I guess, come on in,” I said, still not suspecting anything. It didn’t register that she had again closed the door when she walked across the room to where I was standing. Without a word, she stood in front of me, smiled, and began opening my pants.

“Amy, what are you doing?” I stammered. This girl always caught me off guard.

“Relaxing,” she said nonchalantly as my cock sprang from my underwear. “This is how I relax.”

With that she swallows my cock down her throat. Her lips move along the shaft of my cock while her hand plays with my balls. I found myself surprised that a classy girl like Amy gave the best blowjob I had ever experienced. She could make me drop my load in seconds if she had a mind to. She licked, caressed, sucked, or bit every erogenous zone of my body. The head of my cock, the shaft of my cock, my balls, my sack, my taint, my asshole; the list goes on. This girl could make a fortune if she made a video of how to give head.

I could not hold out very long against such an amazing onslaught. “Amy, I am going to cum” I muttered, not believing how good my cock felt in her mouth. “Yeth pweez,” she hummed, her mouth still full of my cock. As she felt my body tense, she slid me out of her mouth and continued to stroke my cock furiously. With a gasp my cock began to shoot ropes of sticky warm cum across her face. I held her head so she couldn’t dodge my load, but it wasn’t necessary. She took it all in the face, smiling all the while, licking my cum from her lips.

When I was spent, she pulled my underwear into place and pulled up my pants. All with my cum covering her face. While I was buttoning up she went to my desk and grabbed a tissue and began wiping the sticky load from her face and neck. “That’s better,” she said, giving me a peck on the cheek and leaving my office, still wiping cum from her face.

The exam later that day is a blur to me. Amy sat in the front row, calmly writing her exam, looking up and smiling innocently at me from time to time. Her blouse had several faint stains near the top that were certainly from my splooge. Once Amy looked up at me and licked her lips lasciviously. I’m sure I blushed.

Thankfully, Amy aced the exam. I didn’t want to face the dilemma of having to give a poor grade to the woman who sucked my cock right before the exam. I still didn’t know why she wanted a facial before the exam, but I wasn’t really complaining. I encountered Amy a couple times in the next week and once again she was her urbane, dignified self.

Then about two weeks later she pokes her head in my office again, “Are you busy right now?” I wasn’t. In fact I was playing with my cock through my pants remembering Amy’s expert blowjob. “Oh, hi Amy, please come in.” She came in and closed the door again and came right to the point. “I have another exam today and I am really tense. You helped me relax last time, and, it was kind of a good luck charm.” Caught off guard again, I said nothing intelligible as Amy came around my desk and knelt in front of my chair. She opened my zipper and pulled my cock out of my underwear. As she began sucking me again, she said, “Maybe stand up so we don’t get anything on your slacks.” Still speechless, I stood up.

It is hard to describe how amazing Amy was with her mouth and tongue. Knowing just where to touch, knowing just where to flick her tongue, knowing just how hard and where to bite to send waves of pleasure through my body. The most unbelievable oral experience ever. Once again, I was ready to cum fairly quickly, and Amy took my cock out of her mouth so she could take it in her face. She opened her mouth as my cock began to shoot hot sperm across her lovely face. I covered her face with another thick load, and Amy smiled through the whole climax.

I have to say, there are worse things in the world than having one’s cock serve as a beautiful young girl’s study break. Amy’s looks were quite unforgettable, and her technique giving head was even more so. Remembering her lips and tongue on my cock, feeling the large loads she coaxed from my balls…made it difficult to concentrate on anything else.

But Amy was good. She could attend my class, participate in discussions, ask questions without the slightest hint that she had had my balls in her mouth. She smiled and greeted me in the hallway when walking with her girlfriends with complete nonchalance, while all I saw was my sticky load painting her lovely face.

But, I still couldn’t figure out why I was her relaxation. There were plenty of boys at the school who undoubtedly had bigger cocks and bigger youthful loads than me. I wasn’t complaining, but the academic in me couldn’t let go of the curiosity.

Amy was also teasing me a bit. She was a frequent visitor to my office, with class issues, questions about her project and the like. I never knew when she stopped by whether it was for academic reasons or carnal ones. My cock stiffened regardless. More than once I had to take care of myself, shooting cum across my desk, when Amy left me blue-balled after a routine visit. She would leave with a little wave and a smile on her face—a smile that said “I know you are going to be jacking off in five minutes.” Sometimes she raised the back of her short skirt as she left, flashing her tight little ass at me, and revealing her lack of underwear as she slid through the door.

Once, I broke my cardinal rule of not making the first move when her relaxation visits became too far between. Amy was sitting across the desk from me, leaning over and showing me the latest results from her senior project. Not accidentally I think, she wore a loose top and no bra so I could see her small breasts and erect nipples. I was paying no attention to what she was saying. I went across the room and closed the door. Without a word, I went to where Amy was sitting, grabbed her by the hair pulling her out of the chair and onto her knees in front of me. Rather than being shocked, Amy was smiling up at me.

“Would you like me to suck your cock, sir?” she asked.

Without saying a word, I opened my pants, grabbed her hair roughly in one hand, my hard cock in the other, and forced my cock into her mouth and down her throat. I moaned and threw my head back as I reveled in Amy’s incomparable head technique. I was more aggressive this time, trying to take back control as I held her head in both hands and roughly fucked her face.

Amy seemed to enjoy it all, as she slid my cock out of her mouth to lick and suck my balls. She stroked my wet cock as she looked at me with those blue eyes and said, “I’m going to put your cock down my throat, and you are going to shoot your load straight down my throat.” It was an amazing feeling as my cock slithered down her throat, Amy not gagging a bit as she swallowed me whole. I was close, and it didn’t take many strokes in her tight throat before my cock did as she ordered, and emptied my load down her throat. Just when I thought this girl could not give better head, she gave me better head.

“That was amazing,” I panted, as I buttoned up and pulled up a chair beside her.

“Thank you, Professor,” she said, “I’ve had a lot of practice.”

“Yeah, I have a question about that Amy,” I said, coming to my senses faster than I would have liked. “Why an old guy like me? Why now? Why not last year? You must have your choice of any number of young studs with large cocks they would love to give you.”

“Oh you know. Guys hit on me all the time. And truthfully, sometimes at a club where nobody knows me, I have taken a guy into the men’s room and gone down on them. Only two or three times I guess. But the truth is, if you haven’t figured it out by now, I guess I am what they call a cumslut. I love making men cum, I love watching them cum, I love wearing their cum, I love eating their cum as often as I can.”

“Amy, I don’t know what a cumslut should look like, but they don’t look like you.”

“Thank you Professor. Part of being a really good cumslut is to not look the part. Guys cum harder when they are surprised. You did,” she grinned.

“But again,” I pressed, “Why me? Why now?

“You’re right, Professor. I could easily line up ten guys a night and blow them all. But then my cover is blown, so to speak. I am not prim upstanding Amy any more. I am the slut who will suck off anybody. Not a good look on campus or anywhere else.” She leaned back in her chair, “And that is why I visit you. You give me what I want and you’re safe. Last semester you fucked me up against that filing cabinet. It was really hot. I see that stain in the carpet never came out. But all summer, I never heard a peep from anyone about that. I didn’t tell anyone, and neither did you. So I knew I could do you all I wanted and you would never tell.” I knew Amy was smart, but she seemed to have considered all the angles.

“That makes sense,” I said, still foggy and weak kneed. It was easy to ask inappropriate questions in that condition. “So this cumslut thing. Ankara escort Is that something you choose to be, or are you born that way?”

“I don’t know about other girls, but I was born like this. I know now I was a cumslut from the day I was born.”

“That’s a pretty bold statement. What makes you think that?”

“I guess I am like an addict. Addicts pretty much know they’re an addict the first drink or the first hit they take. Although in retrospect it was an awful experience, the first time I tasted cum I knew I wanted more. A lot more.”

“An awful experience?” I asked. A month’s supply of my testosterone was now churning in Amy’s stomach, so I was still pretty dumbfucked. Made it easy to ask intrusive questions without knowing I was being intrusive.

“Yeah, I was 14. I had been on a babysitting gig and the dad was driving me the few blocks to my house. He was pretty drunk. I was looking out the window trying to ignore him when he said ‘I need you to do something for me.’ When I turned to look he just grabbed my head and forced my mouth onto his cock. I guess I didn’t notice when he was pulling it out of his pants. I tried to resist, I had no idea what was going on, but he was pretty strong. I tried biting his dick but it didn’t help. You know, it didn’t occur to me at the time, but I was actually kind of turned on by him being rough. He was pretty drunk so he came almost instantly. For a second, I was grossed out. But it was warm, salty, sticky and a bit grainy. I loved it. I closed my lips around his cock and swallowed his whole load.”

“Oh Amy, I’m so sorry. That is awful. What a sick man. I hope you reported him.”

“I mean, how sick is that? This guy is raping me and I am trying to suck him dry. I don’t know why, but I didn’t care. But I knew at that point that I absolutely loved what came out of his dick and I was going to get more. So, no, I didn’t report him. I actually blew him about three or four times over the next month or so. Must have surprised the Hell out of him,” she laughed. “Then he started talking about fucking me and I didn’t even know what that was, so I never saw him again.”

Amy’s eyes changed from kind of angry to wistful. “That started a bad time. I felt really guilty and trashy. Mom was always telling me that my first sexual experience should be special. And mine was being face fucked and raped in the front seat of a neighbor’s car. And worst, I kind of liked it. I went back to this horrible man for more. I felt like trash.”

“Amy, I’m sorry,” I stammered, the gravity of Amy’s story brought me back to earth pretty quickly. “I’m so sorry that happened to you. I didn’t know I would be prying so with my question.”

“That’s okay Professor,” she sighed. I’ve never told anyone other than my therapist about that experience. Not my Mom. Certainly not my Dad. He owns too many guns. Not even my closest girlfriends.”

“So if I am not prying, and I know I am, how did you go back to loving cum? Didn’t that experience send you the running from the idea?”

“Well, it wasn’t pretty, but my parents sent me to a therapist because I seemed so unhappy. Boys asked me out all the time, but I never went. I knew I would end up sucking their dicks, word would spread that I was a slut, and I would just feel worse. So I was miserable.” She shifted in her chair. “The therapist told me I had to be myself to be happy, and a cum lover is what I was. I didn’t believe her. I asked her what would happen if being myself meant I wanted to suck cock. Any cock. Every cock. She told me that I could not be orally promiscuous. I had to be discerning in choosing men I want to do. Picking a devoted boyfriend, hopefully one who understands it is an affliction, not a relationship. Picking men on the side that would give me a positive, not demeaning experience as I satisfied my need. Men that would respect who I am and not spread rumors about me. Men like you.”

“I’m flattered, I guess Amy. What you have done for me is unbelievable, and I would never do anything to hurt you. Is it just me? Not that it matters.”

She smiled. “Actually, there are four other professors I do. One is female. Turns out I eat a mean pussy too.”

“Amy I love your, shall we say, “visits.” Who wouldn’t? But surprisingly, I am having some moral qualms about taking advantage of a woman whose desires were first kindled by a sexual assault. And clearly I am not someone given to a lot of moral qualms.”

“Professor, that was my whole issue with my life! Basically a rapist taught me what I love. I was sick, I felt awful about myself. But I learned that while he gave me my first experience, he didn’t make me love eating sperm. If it hadn’t been him, it would have been my boyfriend at 15 or 16. I am wired to swallow cum. I don’t feel guilty or bad, so why should you?”

With that she came around my desk again, put her hand on my cock, which was amazingly growing hard again through my pants, and put my hand on her blazing hot crotch. “Professor,” she said in her best baby voice, “don’t you want to give little Amy another mouthful of jizz? She wants it so much!”

That girl is insatiable, I thought to myself. “Amy, the way I feel right now, I don’t think I could cum again for a month. You got it all.”

“Hmmm, I’d love to try, and I love your taste. Let me tell you about the graduation gift I am planning for you.” I could feel my cock stiffen as she spoke. She turned her back to me and bent over as she lifted her short skirt. She spread her ass, revealing a beautiful, tight, pink asshole. “You’ve cum in my mouth, you’ve cum in my pussy, but there is still one hole that hasn’t had your jizz. I was going to give it to you on graduation day. I know how much you love ass.”

Almost unable to speak, I stammered, “I love ass. It is my favorite.” I couldn’t take my eyes off that beautiful butthole. I remembered how it tasted.

“Good,” she said, sliding her middle finger into her ass with ease. “So you have something to look forward to. She wiggled her bum as she played sliding her finger in her ass. “So you let me visit and give me your cum whenever I want, and you can do what you want with my ass on graduation day. Okay?”

Almost hypnotized, I grunted my assent. Amy looked back at me over her shoulder as she played with her asshole, “By the way Professor, are you hard again?” Actually I was and said so.

“Excellent!” Amy said as she turned back to me and slipped off her dress. She was naked underneath.

“Just to help you concentrate,” she said, as she pulled my still sticky cock from my pants.

“Let’s see if you are telling the truth about being empty.” She ran her tongue from the base of my shaft to the tip, licking up the remnants of her earlier work.

“I love leftovers,” she said looking up at me and licking her lips. She slowly slid my cock into her mouth and down her throat, taking it all the way to the base. She slid me out of her mouth, leaving my cock slick with her saliva which she used to stroke me furiously.

“Oh Professor, there is definitely another load in those balls. I want it.”

With that she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and teased the underside with her tongue. Her right hand stroked my shaft. She made me stand again. The trousers, you know. I could feel my balls getting ready to fill her mouth again. This girl knew my cock so well now, she knew just what to do to get what she wanted. Suddenly I feel Amy’s finger slowly pushing into my asshole.

“Jesus Amy, what are you doing?” Of course I knew exactly what she was doing.

“Uhhhmmmm…Amy…” Now I was the one making those guttural sound one makes when their ass is being violated. Amy’s finger hit what must have been my prostate because I exploded in her mouth again, shooting a second load into her mouth as least as large as the first one.

“Oh my God Amy! Oh my God! That was amazing!” I whispered as she emptied my balls into her mouth.

“Show me my cum, baby.” I love to see a woman with a mouthful of cum. Especially when it is my cum. Amy stood and opened her mouth, showing me her beautiful mouth full of my seed.

“Swallow it baby. Let me hear you swallow it all.” I guess after a marriage to a prudish woman who wouldn’t swallow, the sound of a girl drinking my semen always sent me over the edge. She obliged, and I almost came a little more at the sound of my cum slithering down her throat.

“I knew you had more for me Professor,” she said, wiping her lips with her finger and putting the drips in her mouth. God this woman was hot!

“I’m late for class,” Amy said, hurriedly sliding back into her little dress. “You’re okay?” My dazed look must have looked like I was going to faint.

“I’m fine.” I said. “I’m just going to sit here for awhile. You go.” I couldn’t imagine how I could teach my afternoon class.

“Okay Professor,” she smiled. “See you soon! Remember our deal!” She flashed that beautiful little anus at me as she headed for the door.


The second semester was finally winding down, and graduation approached. I did not have to remind Amy of our bargain, as she kept talking to me about it, as well as wiggling her bum at me whenever she knew I was behind her. Any attempts to fuck her ass during her periodic visits were rejected completely.

“I am going to have a big surprise for you on Graduation Day, Professor! I hope you can handle it!”

“A surprise,” I answered in mock apprehension. “What could it possibly be?” Then I would concoct possible surprises. “You keep your graduation gown on?”

“Boring…Been done. Not by me, but it’s been done.”

“Are you going to make me do it on the platform as you walk by to receive your diploma?”

“That’s awfully fast, but then so are you.”

“Ouch baby. Just ouch.” I looked dejected. “I know! Your mother is going to take your place with me on Graduation Day!

“Ewww! There is an image I will never be able to erase from my brain.”

“Her or me?”

“Both of you! Gross…I can’t believe I came out of that woman sometimes.”

“Can you give me a hint at the surprise?”



“Okay, I’ll give you a hint: There will be props involved.”

“Oooooh, toys!”


“Butt plug?”

“No. A good idea but, no.”

“Not an inflatable girl doll!”

Amy laughed hysterically. “No, nothing inflatable. But I should have thought to bring one just to see the look on your face. I’m not telling you anymore. You’ll just have to wait and see. It will be something you’ve never done before.”

“Sadly, that covers a lot of ground for me, even at my age. Okay. I will just have to wait to the day to see what it is.”

“Why yes…yes you do.”

Finally the big day arrived. The campus seethed with parents, siblings, grandparents and friends. College staff struggled to herd students, most all of whom were hung over, into their proper alphabetical spot in line. Faculty lined up across the path in a much more leisurely line, as it didn’t matter what order we were in.

As I was finding a friend in line to sit next to during the grueling ceremony, Amy came running up to me, turning to motion a laggard group of people to catch up.

“Hi Professor! I’m glad I caught you before the ceremony. I want you to meet my family.” Before her family caught up, Amy drew me close in a friendly hug and whispered in my ear, “I am naked under this robe.”

Now it may or may not surprise the reader, but it was not at all uncommon for female graduates to wear nothing under their robes, or wear only skimpy underwear. I learned this the hard way several years ago when a Swedish student caught me for a similar hug and introduction. As I reached to hug her, one of my hands accidently slipped up the baggy sleeve of her academic gown, such that when I went to hug her, I got nothing but the naked skin of her back. I was appalled. She just smiled at me as she began the introductions. I tried to extricate myself from her gown as gracefully as I could. I think her parents thought I was a perv.

Amy’s parents arrived first, and they introduced themselves as John and Jeanette. A handsome couple, but Amy’s beauty came from another part of the genetic pool.

“How do you do, Professor,” John began, Ankara escort bayan “Amy says that you are the best she’s ever had in the classroom.” I stifled a guffaw as I turned red.

“Well, I think the same of Amy. I have never had a better student in my office—or classroom,” I hastened to add. But John and Jeanette seemed oblivious to the double entendres flying about.

Jeanette started in, “Amy says you were able to show her things she’d never seen before, or to see things from a different angle.”

Barely able to not laugh at these lovely people, I said, “Amy is the only student I have had who is flexible enough to get at any angle she wants.” I kept digging the hole deeper. Amy looked a little mortified. Amy’s grandparents soon joined the group. Her sister (a little younger but just as beautiful) was walking with them. Grandpa’s grin suggested he was getting the joke when her sister said with a similar broad grin,

“Amy told me that you are the hardest professor she’s ever had!”

“Well, your sister has worked under some of the hardest professors on campus and received rave reviews. But Amy can handle all of them. She loves it hard.”

Sister and grandpa were giggling and Amy was bright red. Luckily her parents and grandma were not in on the joke.

“But I got some great things out of having Amy working under me. She took me places I’d never been before, and peaks I will probably not rise to ever again.”

“Professor,” Amy’s mother said, “Amy said that you needed her to clean up some items left over from her project after today’s ceremony. Would you join us for dinner afterwards?”

“Yes, I have a long term project I want to finish, and I’m afraid there might be some surprises today. I need Amy to handle anything that comes up unexpectedly. As for dinner, I am planning on eating in my office.”

“Oh lots of things come up in Professor’s office. You guys should go get a seat for the ceremony,” Amy suggested. When her back was to her family walking away, out of earshot, we started laughing uncontrollably.

“Oh my God, Professor! You are so fucking bad!! What if my parents had figured out what you were really talking about?”

“I would have said that I have no idea what they are talking about!” I pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “Please tell me my surprise today will be your sister joining us this afternoon.”

“You wish, bucko. History shows I am more than you can handle, so having my sister join would kill you for sure!”

“Probably true,” I lamented. However, the image of one sister sitting on my face and another sister riding my cock was now burning into my mind. It was going to be a long ceremony with this pole in my pants. Amy noticed.

“Well Professor, you’re out of the barn first.”

“Sorry. Just imagining doing you and your sister at the same time.”

“Just to torture you more, if I asked her she would probably do it. She and I used to have sex pretty regularly when I lived at home. Even doubled up on a couple of boyfriends. She knows I have been fucking a professor and this little conversation probably told her who it is. But someone has to spend time with my parents and grands. Too bad”

Now I was really hard. This ceremony could not finish soon enough…

After four hours of sitting in the sun wearing a long black robe and hard dick, I dragged my sweaty self back to my air conditioned office. I am really getting too old to sit in a seat more cramped than a discount airline seat and listen to inspiring speeches and the dirge-like reading of the 800+ graduates names. But the families love it, and after what they just paid for four years here, it is the least we can do, I guess.

As I was cooling off, Amy texted me,

“I am going to be another hour. Attending the awards luncheon with my family. Don’t start without me!”

Too late for that, I thought to myself. I had pulled out my aching cock almost as soon as I sat down and was stroking it thoughtfully as we texted,

“Too late! I am going to go home and shower. I’ll be back by the time you get here. Unless you would rather come to my house and hang out. More privacy.” My house was only four blocks from my office, a 1930’s brick and stone affair owned by the college. The master bedroom had a set of mahogany French doors that opened onto a small stone balcony overlooking the overgrown back garden. I had often fantasized about bending a woman over that stone railing and taking her from behind. The smoothness of the top of the stone railing suggests I may not be the first resident to think of this.

“Ooooh, good idea! It will give me a chance to shower before you indulge my fantasy. I’ll see you in an hour! Hope you’re ready!”

My curiosity and anticipation kicked into high gear again. I was thankful that I would finally find out what she had been lording over me all these months. Knowing Amy, it would be a good one, I thought.

I finished my quick shower and slipped into a pair of plain, blue medical scrub pants. The house was not air conditioned and the late afternoon was still quite hot. I decided to keep cool by wearing nothing other than the scrub bottoms. In those days I was fit enough not to be embarrassed by my physique. I went into the small library that smelled of old leather and even older paper. I poured myself a stiff whiskey and picked up an academic journal to leaf through while I waited. Surefire way to eliminate an erection…

Amy showed up shortly afterwards, still wearing her academic cap and gown, and carrying a canvas tote. I grabbed her about the waist and kissed her hard. I lifted up her gown to fondle her soft, naked ass, my prize for my service and patience.

“Didn’t believe I was naked underneath?” Amy said, breaking away from our kiss.

“Never doubted it,” I said. “Just wanted to take advantage of it.” Bringing my hands to the front of her gown, I pulled the long zipper down as far as I could reach. The black robe slid smoothly from her shapely shoulders and dropped to the floor with a whisper of fabric. Amy kicked off her shoes, leaving her standing naked in my library. I kissed her again, then bent to suck on her hard nipples. Amy sighed.

“Show me where the shower is. I want to be clean before we get dirty.” I pointed Amy towards the stairs. As she walked naked towards the stairs, I admired her thin body and tight little bum. I couldn’t wait for her to shower. I caught up with her on the landing, grabbing her arm.


“Yes, Professor?”

“Sit down on the top step. I need to take care of something.”

Amy sat on the edge of the top step and leaned back on her palms. I knelt a couple steps below. I spread her legs so I could see her already glistening wet pussy. As I bent down to bury my face in her pussy, Amy propped her legs on the balusters on each side of the stairs. This lovely girl with her legs in the air, leaning against the stair railings, her pussy already dripping on to the wooden landing. Could not be hotter.

I inserted a finger into her wet pussy as my tongue probed between her pussy lips for her clit. Amy gasped when my tongue found that pink knob of flesh. I thrashed her clit with my tongue.

“Whoooa, Geezus, Lick me…lick me…don’t stop licking me!” For once I was going to make Amy cum quickly. Tongue dominating her clit, finger pleasuring her cunt, I didn’t have to wait long.

“Uh…uh…uuuuh…oh…oh…unnnnh…yeah…YEAH!” Amy came hard in my mouth, her body trembling and twitching like she was on fire. She took her feet off the balustrades and sat up, her pussy dripping onto the polished wood of the stairs.

“Stand up,” Amy said commandingly, her German heritage flashing through. She grabbed the waist band of my pants, pulling the knot free as she drew me closer. Her face was a mask of determination as she leaned forward and bit the head of my cock through my scrubs. Hard. I cried out, more in surprise than in pain. Amy gripped my cock through my pants and grinned slyly at me. A wet spot at the tip belied the fact that my cock was starting to drip sperm.

“Ow! Amy, that hurt!” Amy’s smile got broader.

“I know. But you want me to bite you again, don’t you?” Actually, yes, yes I did want Amy to bite my dick again. This girl knew what she was doing when it came to sucking dick and eating cum.

“Yes, baby. Bite my cock again. Harder.” Amy obliged and sank her teeth into my cock through the scrub pants. I winced a bit, but my dick was so hard that Amy’s teeth barely made a dent. I loved it.

Suddenly Amy grabbed the waistband and ripped my pants down to my ankles. My stiff, bobbing cock almost slapped her in the face as she freed it. I didn’t see any teeth marks, which was a surprise.

Amy attacked my cock. The only word to describe it. She slapped my boner. Hard. It bounced off my thigh. She slapped it hard in the other direction. It was amazing. No one had done this before. It is a good move. Amy grabbed my cock at the base and squeezed hard. With the other hand she grabbed my sack above the balls and squeezed hard there as well. I don’t know what she was trying to do, but it worked. My entire being was concentrated on my penis and scrotum.

Amy took her tongue and began licking my balls, one at a time. She held each one in her teeth as she sank her teeth gently but firmly into my nut. Sounds painful, but it was amazing. As she starting running her tongue along my shaft, a finger from the hand squeezing my sack started snaking into my asshole. I felt like I was going to cum immediately.

“Amy, you’re going to make me cum,” I whispered. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

Amy paused her oral exploration of my cock head to explain.

“You’re not going to cum. You’ll see.” It was the most amazing feeling. Amy’s amazing tongue was swallowing my cock, her finger was all the way up my ass, playing with my prostate. My body shook and radiated like I was having a massive orgasm, total pleasure throughout my body. But my cock wasn’t pulsing and no sperm was shooting out. It just felt like it. It was amazing—feeling like you are cumming hard, but you aren’t.

“Amy, I…how…” I stammered.

“Don’t talk, don’t ask questions…I’ll take your load when I’m ready. And it will be a big one.” She released my cock and balls and withdrew her finger from my asshole. She slid her finger into her mouth and licked it clean while staring into my eyes.

“I love the taste of ass, too.” Amy licked her lips sensually. My cock pulsed as usual, it felt amazing, but nothing came out. Amy turned, bent over and grabbed her ankles.

“Fuck my pussy. You won’t cum.” I positioned the head of my cock inside Amy’s wet lips and pushed. I love watching my cock enter a tight pussy. In addition to giving the best. head. ev-er, Amy also had a tight, wet, hot amazing pussy. I was sure I was going to drop my load in her twat immediately, but I didn’t.

“See?” Amy said through her legs, still holding her ankles. “I told you you wouldn’t cum. But it sure feels like it, doesn’t it?” I slammed my cock into her pussy a couple times to test the theory. Unbelievable.

Amy took her pussy off of my cock and stood. “I’ve got to take that shower. We have a long night ahead of us. Could you get my bag downstairs? I forgot to bring it up.” I pulled my scrubs up and tied them, still sporting a pole protruding from the front. I heard Amy start the shower. I grabbed the bag and trotted upstairs, not looking inside. Big mistake. Amy took the bag and closed the bathroom door. So much for showering with Amy I moped. I went and got another drink.

I sat and quietly drank my whiskey while idly playing with the head of my cock through my pants. I stirred from my reverie when I realized that the shower had stopped, but I hadn’t heard Amy call or anything. I figured she was getting dressed or something. Of course, I mused, she won’t stay dressed for long.

I heard a sound from upstairs, faintly at first, then stronger. I couldn’t place the sound at first—sort of a repeated sound, not rhythmic. Like something being slapped. Couldn’t place it. I tried to find the source of the sound on the first floor, but it was clearly coming from upstairs. I mounted the stairs, looked in the bathroom and the extra bedrooms. The only place left was my bedroom. Escort Ankara I pushed the door open cautiously, I didn’t know what to expect. The room was empty, but the mahogany French doors to the porch were closed. I had left them open. The sound was coming from there. It had to be Amy, she hadn’t left and she wasn’t anywhere else. I went over and flung open the doors.

“There you are, I couldn’t figure…”

“Quiet! Speak only when spoken to!” I was completely and totally stunned. Backlit by the setting sun was Amy. Standing legs apart. Black thigh-high stockings, a leather bikers cap, slapping a riding crop against her hand and—wearing a big black strap-on.

“Amy, what the he…”

“I said quiet!” she snapped, smacking the crop against my arm. The crop left a large red welt on my arm. It hurt. She moved the mound in my pants with the end of the crop.

“Pants!” Not wanting another welt, and frankly getting into Amy’s German Barbie character, I quickly dropped my pants and kicked them aside. My cock remained at attention.

Amy walked towards me, grabbed my cock and pulled. “Hmmmph…” she said. Suddenly she raised the crop over her head and brought it down full force on the head of my cock. I was about to cry out, but Amy looked sternly at me and placed the crop threateningly against my cheek. The head of my cock stung badly. But I was finding myself liking it.

“Against the wall!” Amy pointed with the crop to the wall at the end of the patio. “Hands against the wall! Legs apart!” Amy used the crop to spread my legs farther apart. She grabbed my sack and squeezed.

“So we do not misunderstand each other…these are mine. Do you understand?” I nodded. “I will do what I want with them and you will not object, yes?” I nodded again. “Why did you come here tonight? You may speak.”

“I live here.” Thwack! The crop slaps against my ass. I can tell sitting down is going to be tough for awhile.

“Such frivolity will not be tolerated! If you live here, why are you naked against the wall of your own house?”

“I like being naked?” Thwack! Thwacck! “Ok, ok. The hottest woman I have ever known was supposed to come over and let me drill her pussy and ass.” She reached between my legs and grabbed my dick. All of the swats with the crop were definitely putting a dent in my lust. “This little thing?” she asked, wagging my semi hard cock with her hand. “No woman will feel such a small member. Not even in their anus.”

“I haven’t had complaints.” Thwwack! This was getting old.

“Bend over the railing. Now!” I expected a thorough spanking with that damned crop. I was thinking of ways to get that crop away from her and turn the tables. But she didn’t spank me. She got on her knees, spread my ass and began to rim my asshole. Damn. Amy’s tongue talents extended to eating ass. I love this girl…Once her tongue was established on my anus, she reached between my legs and began stroking my engorged member.

“Amy, don’t. You’re going to make me cum. I don’t want to.” Thwaack!

“Silence, fool! Your ejaculation will come when I want it. Now spread your ass!” I obeyed, and I felt the cold tip of the strap-on pushing up against my asshole. Amy pushed, nothing budged. She pushed harder. Still nothing. Amy stopped and pushed two fingers in my ass to loosen my anal sphincter and give her access to my rectum. Now she pushed with the strap-on and my asshole began to give way. The strap-on wasn’t that thick but felt huge in my bum. Amy kept pushing. I was grunting and trying to breath deeply to relieve the pressure. Didn’t help.

“You came here tonight to put your tiny cock in my ass, yes or no?”


“You thought I would let you in my asshole for free, didn’t you? You didn’t think I would be giving it to you in the ass, did you?”

“Yes. And no.” Finally the strap on was all the way in, as I could feel Amy’s warm thigh against my bum. She started sliding in and out of my ass. I helped by moving my hips against her thrusts.

“You like it in the ass, don’t you? Tell the truth!” I had to admit, once she got all the way inside, I liked it. The shaft was designed to curve and worked my prostate. It felt good. It felt better when she pushed it all the way in, leaned around and stroked my cock with her hand. “This is what you came here to do to me, no?

“Yes. And I’m going to.”

“Perhaps,” Amy said, as she jammed her plastic dick inside me with violence. “But, tiny though it is, your cock is bigger than mine.” She slid lowly out of my ass. “I have a bigger one. I am going to get it.”

That’s it, I thought. As she turned to go, I saw my chance. I grabbed one wrist and spun Amy around and roughly grabbed the other. Arms above her head, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her roughly. Rather than protesting, Amy was smiling. An excited smile of someone who is getting exactly what she wants.

As I held her arms above her head, Amy raised her feet off the floor and wrapped them around my waist. I probed with my cock until I found her hole and I jammed my cock deep inside her, with vigor. Truthfully, I kind of lost it. I was slamming my cock into Amy’s pussy as hard as I can. I am grunting, panting sweating as I am fucking Amy harder and faster than I have ever fucked anyone. Amy is smiling and talking smack quietly during my frantic, hard fucking.

“Why are you upset Professor? Did I hurt your big boy feelings when I spanked your little dick?” I have Amy pinned, arms over her head, pretty much holding up her ass with my cock, and Amy is now glaring at me defiantly. I am slamming her pussy so hard her ass is bouncing off the wall.

“Fucking me as hard as you can still isn’t going to make your pencil dick get any bigger. Keep going bucko, I’ll tell you when I feel something.” It’s crazy. I’ve never wanted to hurt someone with my dick. I know Amy is just talking shit, but it is making me wild. The harder I fuck her, the calmer her voice gets. Driving me nuts.

I let go of Amy’s arms and grab her ass. I carry her over to the stone railing and set her ass on the cold stone. My cock never left her pussy. I put my arms around her hips and flexible Amy puts her black stockinged legs on my shoulders. For the first time I notice her stockings are real silk. Really hot. But, it is a precarious position. If my hands slip, Amy tumbles the 15 feet or so into the garden below. Even more precarious, Amy throws her head back, moans, and her leather cap falls into the garden. Soon she is back, looking right into my face, talking calmly.

“I know what it is Professor! You’ve never been fucked in the ass, have you? You took my dildo like a champ. You liked it, didn’t you?”

This girl is really getting to me, and I don’t know why. I am grunting and roaring and trying to fuck her harder still, to no avail. We both shift our grips to clasp our hands behind each other’s necks, making it easier to hold on. That brings Amy’s calm, expressionless face within inches of my sweating, grunting, puffing face. Amy’s hips absorb each thrust of my dick. To look at her face, you wouldn’t even know she was being fucked. Still driving me nuts.

“That’s why you’re trying so hard! You liked it in the ass! You’re fucking me dreaming of some guy doing you in the bum, aren’t you? You’re afraid you’re actually gay, huh? You think fucking me hard will prove you’re not gay? You know you are going to find some hung dude to fuck you, don’t you? Ha! Hot Professor discovers he likes it in the ass! Hahahaha!”

That’s it. I shrug Amy’s legs off my shoulders onto the ground and stand her up. I grab her hair roughly.

“Turn around! Bend over! Do it!” Amy obeys. But she’s smiling. She is making me do exactly what she wants. Still holding a handful of her hair, I retrieve the riding crop from where it had been dropped. And I go nuts. Craziest thing. Thwwaak! I spank her ass hard with the crop. Amy flinches, but keeps smiling at me. Thwwaak again! Amy now sports two bright red welts on her ass. Still smiling.

“Is that the best you can do? No wonder you like it in the bum! Can’t even spank a girl’s ass!” You’re such a little bitch. I thought you were a man.” I spank her three or four more times with the crop before throwing over the rail in frustration. Amy is still smiling at me, even though her ass must be aching. Next I start spanking her ass with my bare hand. Much more satisfying to see my red handprints adorning her pert little ass.

“That’s it bitch! Spank my ass, make me pay!” Amy is clearly loving every minute of this, the satisfied smile never left her face. Soon her ass is completely red from the crop and my palm. I get behind her, grab her hair and push her head down. I push her legs with my foot to spread her legs a bit wider. Amy rises on her tip toes, showing me her wet cunt and pink ass. My cock is about as hard as it has ever been. Pulling her hair with one hand, and guiding my cock with the other, I push deep into her pussy; her tight, wet pussy.

“Ohhhh!” we say, almost in unison. That stroke was almost electric. I slam my cock inside her a few more times. But that is not what I am here for. I slide my cock out of her cunt, nice and wet and glistening. I place the tip of my dick against her asshole. Amy draws a breath sharply in anticipation. I push. Hard. No going slow to stretch her hole, no giving her time to relax or gape. In less than a second, I am balls deep in her ass.

“Owwww! Damn it!” Amy shows her first sign of pain or discomfort.

“Shut up, you little bitch!” I surprise myself. I don’t talk like that during sex, even when talking smack. This time I meant it. I slid my cock halfway out and slammed it back in. Hard.

“Hey! That hurts!” I thrust into her rectum again.

“I know. Get used to it!” Another thrust. Amy pulls her hair free of my grip and looks back at me. She is smiling again. Her hand slips between her legs to play with her clit.

I grab her hair again and resume fucking Amy’s cute little ass. She is moving her ass with me as her sphincter begins to relax. Beads of sweat appear on her forehead.

“Oh God, oh God, Professor!!” Amy’s body is racked with a massive orgasm. Her sphincter squeezes my cock as she cums. One more like that…

I pull her hair hard, pulling her head back and arching her back. I slide all the way out of her ass and roughly shove my cock back deep in her rectum.

“Do that! Do that!”

“Come on Amy, you little slut. Give it to me! Give it!” Amy’s body convulses with another hard orgasm, squeezing my cock with her anus. That’s all I can take.

“Ahhhhh! Jesus! Fuck! Yeaah! Fuck!” as I explode into her ass. My ball contract and my cock pulses, filling her ass with my semen.

“Ohhhahhh! That’s it!” Amy cries out as my cum spatters against the walls of her rectum. I grab her hair, push all the way in and hold my cock deep in her ass as my balls empty into her tiny bum.

“Mhphmm” is the only sound I make as my cock shoots rope after rope of cum deep inside Amy. I can’t remember cumming that hard, before or since.

Suddenly it’s over. Both of our legs collapse, my spent penis slides form her asshole and we crumble onto our backs on the cold stone patio. We are both panting like marathon runners and sweating profusely. It takes us several minutes to catch our breath.

“What the hell was that?” I ask. “When you said props were involved, I never saw that coming.”

“Hahahaha!” Amy started giggling. “That worked so much better than I planned!”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I promised you an assfuck. I have spent most of the semester trying to think of a way to get you to drop every inhibition and fuck my ass violently, like an animal, no reluctance or hesitation. I think it worked, didn’t it?”

“God yes. That was indescribable where you took me. What made you think of the Annie Lennox thing? Fantastic.”

“Funny you should say that. I saw that music video in a bar and I knew instantly that would work.”

“Hahaha! Did it ever!” It was my turn to giggle.

When we had calmed down, we peeled ourselves off of the patio deck and went inside to shower. We cleaned each other thoroughly, and I silently marveled at the amount of cum oozing from Amy’s stretched asshole. We dried off and climbed naked into bed, but not before I got an ice bag to put on Amy’s welted bum. I felt bad. But not that bad. It was exactly what she wanted.

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The Bruner family was on their way back home from vacation, and all of them were rather tired. Rock Bruner was proud that he had been able to finally afford the cross-country trip that he had always promised to his family, but until this year they had been unable to go. They’d been on the go for two weeks, had been to California and were now only several hundred miles from home. Rock’s wife Linda was in the front seat asleep, and the two teenagers, fifteen-year-old Mark and fourteen-year-old Becky, were in the back seat looking out the windows at the passing countryside.

Suddenly, a thunderstorm came upon them. The sky turned black and the rain pelted the windshield as Rock struggled to maintain the car on the slick road. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed and all at once the whole family was scared.

“Rock, we have to find a place to pull over. There’s no way we can continue on
in this storm like this,” said Linda, shivering with fright.

Mr. Bruner agreed. “You’re right, Linda. But there’s no town for miles, and I don’t see a house or shelter anywhere. There’s no place to stop.”

Becky exclaimed, “Look, Daddy! Over there! A big house!” Lightning illuminated the stormy sky and outlined a two story mansion just off the road. “Let’s see if they’ll let us stay there while the storm’s going on.”

Linda looked at Rock with pleading eyes. “Please, Rock. Let’s stop at the house. Surely these are dependable, nice people way out here in the middle of nowhere. We’ll be safer there.”

Rock agreed. “OK. I’ll stop. You’re right. We’ll be a lot safer there. Mark nodded his head, as if to say he thought so too

The family got out of the car and rushed to the huge porch to stay dry. Rock caught a glance at his daughter’s soaked t-shirt and just about shit. “Damn,” he thought. “Her tits look just like her mother’s did as a teenager.” Shaking his head for thinking about tits at a perilous time like this, he reached up and rang the bell. He heard no response. He tried the door, and it opened easily. “Looks like it’s abandoned,” he announced. “Let’s go on in and stay out of the weather.”

Becky spied an oil lamp perched on a nearby table. “Daddy, light this lamp so we can see,” she said. Rock pulled out a lighter, which he kept for the big cigars he occasionally smoked, and lit the lamp.

The room was huge, and seemed to be fairly spartan except for a large sofa and a few pieces of furniture. The family sat down on the sofa and began to dry out when suddenly they heard a noise. Rock turned around a look of shock came over his face as he saw three huge, bearded men walk into the room!

“What in the hell are ya’ll doin’ on this property?” the biggest of the men asked.”

One of the big guys pulls out a pistol and holds it against Rock’s head. Grinning, the other two men approach Rock’s lovely wife Linda and begin to paw her tits, right there in front of the kids. “Don’t move!” The man holding the gun to their father’s temple orders. “You just sit there an’ watch while your mommy gets friendly, or I’ll blow your daddy’s head clean off!” “Let’s see what we got here…”

One of the men tore open Linda’s blouse, exposing her large, meaty breasts. The were really something… Linda’s tits were still the stuff Playboy centerfolds were made of… giant mounds of firm flesh, perfectly round and upturned. As the horrified youngsters look on, each of the men took one in hand… squeezing and pulling at it, twisting Linda’s pert little nipples sadistically. Linda gasped in embarrassment.

“Stop!” Cried fourteen-year-old Becky, “Leave my mommy alone!” One of the two men pawing Linda slapped the other on the shoulder. “I can’t wait to get some of that!” he said, his eyes aiming over Linda and Rock’s fourteen-year-old daughter. “Oh no, please…” Linda begged, looking up at the men as they pawed
her mouth-watering jugs. “Please don’t hurt my baby…” The men looked at each other and grinned.

“I’ll tell you what…” said the man with the gun. “If you were to be real nice to us, an’ do exactly like we said, maybe we wouldn’t have to hurt your husband… or fuck your little girl.” he added as an afterthought. “I understand…” Linda Brunner said, unhesitantly.

“Linda…” Rock began.

“Rock, it’s the only way.” Linda turned to her two teenagers. “Kids… your mother’s going to have to do something… I…”

“Shut up, bitch!” one of the men barked, “You don’t speak unless spoken to. Now get to work.” Linda took a deep breath. She knew what these men wanted. Reaching out with both hands, she fumbled for the zippers on their jeans. Finding them, she pulled them down together, then took a deep breath and reached inside to fish for their cocks.

As she slid her hands into the two brother’s jeans, Linda’s eyes went wide with surprise. They were absolutely huge! As she pulled first one, then the other out of their pants, Linda stared, unable to help herself. Neither man’s cock was hard, yet both were a over a foot long and thick as Rock’s wrist!

“Oh my god! “Linda gasped, and all three men laughed.

“All us brothers got big dicks, missus.” said the one with the gun. “The biggest in the whole fuckin’ world, I’ll bet… Now you get to work on my brothers before I tell them to wet their dicks in little sweet-cheeks over there…”

“Alright…” Linda said, nodding. She took hold of both cocks at the base, pulling at them, feeling the weight of both massive lengths of flesh. The two vein-covered tubes of meat throbbed in her hands, jerking and twitching obscenely. Linda turned to face the man on her left and took his huge cock into her mouth.

“Oh god, mommy…” Linda heard her daughter groan in disgust as she tasted the strange man’s dick.

Linda felt horrible… absolutely humiliated for having to perform this act in front of her husband and two children, but Linda knew that their only hope lie in her pleasing these men. She knew she had to do everything in her power to make that happen, so she sucked him… really sucked him, taking his huge cock
into her throat like she did her husband, pressing forward, forcing the bulbous head past the restriction of her throat… swallowing… sliding her lips down the shaft… feeling the thick shaft slide down, down, until her lips pressed against his pubic hairs… letting her tongue flick out to carress his balls before pulling back… slowly… seductively…

“Uhhh man…” the guy said, looking at Rock. “Your wife sure can suck a mean dick!”

“Ummmmmmmm,” Linda gurgled as she pulled her face off of the man’s stiffening cock.

A string of saliva stretched from her lips to the tip of the man’s prick. Without a word, Linda turned and swallowed the second man, gulping his prick greedily… bobbing her head, her lips making wet, obscene sucking sounds on his dick.

“Will you two kids look at your momma…” One of the brothers teased, “She took to suckin’ our dicks like some kinda fuckin’ whore!” All three men got a kick out of that.

They laughed uproariously as Linda worked back and forth between them, sucking their giant cocks for all she was worth. “You know something?” The man with the gun said in Rock’s ear, “I think she likes suckin’ two dicks at once! Yeah…it looks to me like your wife is havin’ herself a good ‘ol time!!” Rock looked at
his lovely wife, her head bobbing… her lips sliding up and down first one shaft and then the other… her throat working as she swallowed the two brother’s thick, throbbing cocks. “Oh Linda…” he said, his voice full of pain and sadness.

Little Becky watched, absolutely horrified to see her mother working so hard to please these two men with her mouth. She found it hard to believe that she could even get her mouth over either one of them, they were so fat, let alone actually take the foot-plus lengths of meat all the way down her throat! She was
too young to understand why her mother had agreed to do this terrible thing so readily… All she knew was that her mother was letting these men put their things in her mouth… no that wasn’t true… she wasn’t letting them… she was doing it herself! She was sucking them!

Her older brother Mark was equally horrified, but found himself unable to resist staring at his mother’s large, meaty breasts. He felt guilty, but he had never seen tits that big or that perfect before, except in magazines, and the way those two men squeezed and pulled at them… Well it was kind of exciting in a
weird sort of way. If he pretended for a moment that it wasn’t his mother… that she was just some big-titted whore… NO! He couldn’t think like that! But it was too late — he couldn’t stop his own cock from hardening in his pants, and to his utter shame, one of the men noticed.

“Hey look! Junior’s gettin’ a hardon watchin’ his momma give us head!”

“No… it ain’t that…” said the other, “He like’s lookin’ at momma’s big fuckin’ titties.”

“Why don’t you show Junior your pussy, missus?” One of the men suggested. That one caught Linda off guard. She stopped, looking up at the men in surprise. “Now…” The man said, looking meaningfully at Becky.

Linda nodded, her face red with embarrassment. Linda reached up under her skirt and took hold of the waistband of her panties. Lifting her rump off the seat, she pulled them down to her knees, then leaned forward and let them fall to the floor around her ankles. She kicked them aside, then let her legs fall open,
exposing her pussy to the three men, and to her two teenage children.

“Look! She shaves it!” One of the men pointed out.

It was true. Linda kept her crotch shaved smooth and bare because that’s the way Rock liked it. Now, however, it made her feel more like a whore to have these men see her like that. Ankara bayan escort A moment later Linda’s face got redder still, as one of the men reached down to grope her big, firm jugs with both hands while the
second crammed two fat finger’s into her cunt.

“Look at your momma’s pussy boy… You wanna know why she shaves it? It’s because she likes to show it off. Yeah, she likes to show her pussy off wherever she goes. Ain’t that right, missus?”

Linda had gone right back to sucking their cocks, leaving her legs splayed open. Now she pulled her mouth off of a fat, purple dick-head with a loud smacking sound, and turned to face her two teenage children. She knew what was expected of her, and she was determined to play the game just the way these men liked it.

“Yes…” she said, ashamed that her children might think she was for real, “I like to show off my pussy…”

“Where, bitch? Tell me where you like to show it off the most!”

Linda’s mind raced. She needed to think of something fast… something that these men wanted to hear. “I’m a teacher…” Linda began, and it was true.. She taught tenth grade English at a local high-school. “I never wear panties when I teach class.. I like to sit in front of the room and spread my legs, so all the
boys can see my pussy.” Please kids… please don’t believe any of this…

Mark heard his mother and reeled in shock. It never occurred to him that she was lying… He looked at her, sitting there with her pussy exposed, those two men groping at her big mouth-watering tits. She didn’t seem frightened and she certainly wasn’t trying to resist. Hell, she was as hot as any girl in any fuck-mag he had ever seen. He imagined her in class, letting her legs fall open, pulling her skirt up, showing it to all the boys, and his cock twitched.

“Yeah I knew you was a hot number…” one of them said, “Is that all you do is let them look?”

Linda looked up at the man, trying her best to act the part. Oh Mark… Becky… I’m sorry… “No…” she said, pulling on their cocks, rubbing them in her face as she spoke.

“Sometimes I make a whole bunch of them stay after class. I like to get down on my knees and blow them…all of them… sucking all their cocks one after the other… And sometimes I make them eat my pussy…”

“Hey… if she likes havin’ her pussy licked by young boys so much, why don’t we let junior do it?” one of the brothers said, grinning at fifteen-year-old Mark. “Yeah, let’s make him eat it!” Suggested another.

The one digging his fingers into Linda’s pussy nodded.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Hey boy… get over here an’ eat your momma’s pussy.” When Mark didn’t move, the man got up and drug the boy over, pushing him to his knees between his mother’s wide-spread thighs. “Eat your momma’s pussy, boy.”

“No!” Mark said in a frightened voice.

While the first brother continued grope Linda’s impressive knockers roughly, the second grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. “Make him do it, missus.” He said. “Make him do it or I’ll let the wind blow through your husband’s head.” Linda knew that the man was serious. They’d all be killed if they didn’t do exactly as they were told. “Yeah… show us all what a whore you are…” said the one with the gun.

That was it, Linda knew. That was what the men wanted. They wanted to see her degrade herself… to have to play the part of the whore in front of her family. Well if that was the only way to survive, then that’s what she’d do. Linda would be a whore now for these men and worry about the consequences later, when they
were safe.

Linda reached out and took her son’s head in both hands. She looked up at her captors. “Eat me…” she said, and pulled him forward, Linda pressed her son’s face into her crotch. “Lick it, Mark… lick my pussy.” Sensing how dangerous their predicament was, Mark began to lap at his mother’s gash.

“Uhhhhh…” Linda grunted, not faking, as her son’s tongue flipped across her clit and then dug deep into her cunt-hole. He’s good. She thought to herself. He’s done this before.

While Mark ate his momma’s pussy, one of the men switched places with the man holding the gun to Rock’s head. The third brother, anxious to join in the fun, pulled out his cock and moved up beside Linda. “Time to make it three cocks in your hot fuckin’ mouth, whore!”

Linda opened her mouth and gobbled up the third brother’s fuck-stick without hesitation. The other brother moved up on her left, and once again, Linda was moving her head back and forth, sucking two giant cocks at once. Only this time, her fifteen-year-old son Mark was between her wide-spread legs, expertly slurping at her cunt.

He’s too good, Linda thought as her pussy twitched. Oh god, Mark… stop
licking at my clit!

“Ommmmmmmm…” Linda groaned around the fat cock in her mouth, unable to help herself, then blushed as the three men laughed.

Mark dug his tongue into his mother’s cunt, tasting the juice that was starting to flow. At the same time he slid his hands up the front of her body, taking hold of her jugs, squeezing and pinching at the swollen, hardening nipples as he ate her. Part of him knew he was going too far, but another part of him was excited… delighted to have his mother’s fat titties in his hands, reveling in the taste of her sloppy, nasty cunt.

Oh Mark, what are you doing!?! Linda tried to fight the feeling in her cunt but it proved much too strong to resist. She pulled her knees up to her shoulders, opening her cunt to his tongue. Gasping in shame, Linda threw back her head and came on her son’s face.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” she groaned, as the sparks went off between her legs, and her cunt gushed juice onto Mark’s tongue. She heard the three brother’s laughing again, and found to her surprise that it added to her pleasure. They’re watching my son eat my pussy! She thought, and a hot flash
shot through her body. Linda dropped her feet to the floor and lifted her ass off the seat, working her hips, rubbing her drooling fuck-hole into her teenage son’s face.

When it was over, one of the men pulled Mark to his feet. Linda looked up at her son, seeing her own cunt-juice glistening on his face. Beside her, the two men worked their cocks with their hands. “Get your cock out, boy.” One of them ordered.

The other grabbed Linda by the hair and pulled her off the chair, stripping her naked before pushing her to her knees in front of the boy. “Don’t worry about your momma, boy…” One of the men said, kneeling behind Linda. “We ain’t makin’ her do anything she don’t wanna do. You saw the way she sucked our dicks… all
three of us! An’ you heard her talk about suckin’ all them school boys… She ain’t nothin’ but a fuckin’ whore, boy… Why shouldn’t you get your dick sucked too?”

Reaching under Linda’s arms he lifted up the twin mounds of firm flesh. They were too much for even his large hands to handle, but he squeezed them painfully, the nipples poking up ino the air, looking hard and swollen. “Jus’ look at these big fuckin’ titties…” he said, jiggling them nastily. “I know you like ’em, boy…Go on an’ touch ’em.” Mark swallowed, and reached out hesitantly to take hold of his mother’s tits.

“Yeah, that’s it, boy… Squeeze your momma’s big fuckin’ jugs.” The man continued to hold Linda’s tits up so the boy could play with them, and grinned hugely when he saw the excited look in Mark’s eye. “Suck on ’em, boy…Go on. Suck on that nasty whore’s jugs.”

Mark leaned forward and put his mouth over one of Linda’s nipples. He began to smack and slurp away at first one and then the other, thinking about all the boys at school who had probably done the same thing…

Linda groaned helplessly, and the teenager’s breath quickened. She liked it! A moment later, he stepped back and began to fumble with his zipper.

“Yeah, boy. That’s right. Make the filthy slut suck your cock, an then we’ll all take turns fuckin’ her.” Mark pulled his dick from his pants and moved forward.

“Oh Mark, no…” Behind him he could hear his father gasp.

“Just suck my dick!” the boy hissed, and pushed his pecker into his mother’s mouth.

“Umphhh!” Linda gasped, as Mark began to fuck her face. It was disgusting… obscene… Linda didn’t know what had come over her son, yet she knew she had no choice, so she sucked it… sucked her own son’s cock with the same skill she had used on the three other men.

“How’s your son’s dick taste, missus? Is it good?”

“Roll her over onto her back.” One suggested a minute or so later. “Let the boy fuck his mother.” Little Becky sat on the sofa, watching the scene wide-eyed and terrified, as the men forced her mother to lie on her back with her legs spread apart. She was only fourteen, but she looked a lot younger because of her size. She was only four-foot-seven and about 85 pounds, and although she had dated once or twice, she had never let a boy touch her. That’s why this was all so unbelievable… like some kind of horrible nightmare. She heard one of the men speaking to her brother. “Go on, boy…. Fuck the whore.”

Becky couldn’t believe her eyes as Mark climbed between their mother’s thighs. He took his penis in one hand and guided it into Linda’s snatch, lowering his weight onto her, letting his cock slide up into her hot, moist channel. “Ohhhhhhh!” he groaned, feeling his mother’s tight wet pussy squeezing his cock. He had never done it before, and it felt even better than he had expected!

Once again, the man holding the gun traded places with one of the others. As the last brother took his turn guarding Rock, the other two took turns straddling his lovely wife’s head, pushing their cocks down her throat while his son fucked her pussy.

Rock was numb with shock and helplessness. It was bad enough that he was unable to stop the men from using his wife, but to have to watch while his only son fucked her, driving his stiff dick up into her pussy again and again… to have to listen to Linda’s gasps of shame turn to groans of pleasure as she sucked at the two brother’s dicks and lifted her cunt up to meet her young son’s cock.

“Uhgaah…” Linda grunted, pulling her mouth off of a stiff prick. “Fuck me…Ahh Escort bayan Ankara god baby, fuck me!!!” An instant later Linda’s pussy exploded.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgoddddddddddddddddddd!!!” she screamed, squirming beneath her teenage son. She squeezed her fluttering pussy around her son’s penis and saw his eyes glaze over. “Squirt it in me baby…” She cooed. “Come on… Squirt it in momma’s pussy.”

However, the men had other plans for the boy’s spunk. One of them grabbed the boy by the shoulder and literally tore him from between Linda’s legs.

“Make the filthy slut swallow it.” He told the boy, pushing him forward. “Go on, boy… You know you wanna put your dick in your momma’s mouth an’ give her a nice, big mouthful of cum, don’t ‘ya!?!” Mark looked at the man and then nodded.

“Yeah…” he said and leaned over his mother, pushing his cock into her mouth. Linda’s pussy was still twitching as her boy leaned over her, and she took his cock into her mouth gladly.

She wanted to suck him…wanted to make him cum! Rock and Becky were unimportant now… as long as they behaved they’d be safe. All that mattered now was how much she wanted to get fucked, and how badly she needed to taste her son’s jism… to feel his hot, sticky load dribbling down her throat. She knew it was wrong… that it was incest… yet she had loved being forced to fuck her own son.

It had been dirty… so degrading! And she knew Mark had enjoyed it too. She looked up to meet her son’s eyes as he worked his cock in and out of her tightly sucking lips. “Oh god…” he grunted, “I’m gonna do it! I’m gonna do it in her mouth!”

Rock and little Becky watched, frozen in shock, as Linda grabbed her son’s ass, pulling him forward and taking his prick all the way down her throat… holding him there with her lips pressed against his pelvis as he unloaded his balls.

“Unghh!” he gasped, his body convulsing as he shot a jet of goo down his mother’s throat. “Uhhhgod…” Another squirt. He jerked his hips, pulling his dick from Linda’s mouth. His penis literally erupted with a force and quantity of jism that only teenage boys can produce, a thick white stream gushing straight into his mother’s open mouth.

“Mmmmmmm” Linda gurgled. She swallowed greedily, cum running from the corners of her mouth. “Fuck momma’s face, baby.” she begged. “Shoot it down my throat.”

Rock thought he’d be sick as he watched his son force his spurting penis down into Linda’s throat… all he could see was the way Linda’s eyes shone as she gulped again and again and again…In less than a minute it was over.

Mark pulled his limp dick from his mother’s mouth and rolled over onto his back, exhausted.

“Are the three of you gonna fuck me now?” Linda was hot as a firecracker. She lay on her back with her legs splayed wide, fingering herself and squeezing her massive jugs as she looked up at the men. “Are the three of you gonna fuck me now?” She asked again, her own son’s cum hanging from her chin.

“No, I don’t think so…” The man holding the gun said, grinning. “Ya’ see, we like the young stuff!”

As he spoke, the two other men converged on little Becky. “Stay away!” Becky pleaded, trying vainly to scramble over the couch, but the men caught her and held her between them.

Linda scrambled to her feet, but the man with the gun stopped her, motioning for her to get back on the floor with her son.

“Get down there an’ 69 with your son…” he commanded. “Get his dick hard an’ maybe I’ll let him fuck ya’ some more.” Linda obeyed, squatting on her son’s face, leaning forward to take Mark’s prick into her mouth, sucking him as she watched the men holding her struggling young daughter.

“Jesus, she’s so fuckin’ little!” said one. It was true. Little Becky barely came up to their waists.

“How old are you little girl?” One of them asked.

“F-fourteen…” she replied, sniffling.

The two men smiled at each other..

“She’s gonna have tits like her mother…” As he spoke, the man pulled up the front of Becky’s T-shirt, exposing the cutest, pointiest little set of teenage titties you’ve ever seen.

“God damn!” The man grinned, “We gonna pork us a pretty little schoolgirl!” Becky started to cry as the two men turned her around, and forced her to kneel on the sofa. They had her bent way over the back of the couch with her knees together and her cute little rear end stuck up in the air. One of the men held
little Becky’s arms while the other unbuttoned her cut-offs. Then he grabbed her shorts and panties in both hands and whipped them down around her knees, leaving the youngster’s sweet little baby-fat ass bared for them all to see.

Without a word, the man climbed up behind the youngster while his brother held her. He wedged the huge, swollen head of his thick, eighteen-inch dick in the crack of the tiny teenager’s ass and shoved. The fourteen year old screamed and the big man cursed. “Hold her still, will ya? I’m tryin’ to get it in her butt…”

“Oh god!” Rock hissed, as the realization hit him. They were going to sodomize her! These huge men were going to sodomize his tiny little girl! “Please…” he begged, “Don’t hurt her…”

Linda sobbed as she sucked on her son’s dick.

Becky looked up, tears flowing down her cheeks.

“Daddyyyyy!!!” she cried, and a moment later her eyes flew wide in surprise, as the monstrous cock-head popped into her tender, virgin anus.

“Aaahhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” The little girl screamed, her face contorted in pain. The man hesitated with just the head of his massive cock in her sweet little schoolgirl butt. It looked like a god-damned baseball bat sticking out from between her baby-fat cheeks…the tight, puckered ring of her tiny virgin anus was clearly visible, twitching and jerking around the impossibly fat shaft.

The man grabbed Becky by her by the pony tail and shoved, driving more than half of his hard, fat cock up into the teenager’s spasming butt-hole. He turned his head, looked Rock straight in the eye, and grinned as he jerked his hips, whipping his cock completely from the little girl’s butt. The youngster’s mouth fell open and she sucked in a big gulp of air. He immediately placed it against the fourteen-year-old’s fluttering anus and shoved it back in to the balls.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!” Becky bawled, as the entire foot and a half of hard, fat meat was packed up into her bowels. “It burns, oh god daddy, it burns so bad!”

“Do ‘er again, Buck!” The one holding Becky said.

The one called Buck nodded and whipped his dick from little Becky’s buns, only this time he took hold of her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks. The poor girl’s abused and burning butt-hole was clenching and unclenching uncontrollably, looking so tiny in the big man’s hands. “Look at that, Chip…” He told the other. “Tightest little shit-hole you’ll ever fuck!” He moved in again, brutally slamming his prick back up into little Becky’s rear-end. He began to stroke the girl… working every inch of his oversized cock in and out of her ass-hole, pumping the entire length up into the fourteen-year-old’s little baby-fat buns so hard he knocked the wind out of her. Meanwhile, his brother had his cock in his hand, rubbing it in the crying schoolgirl’s face,
trying to get it in her mouth. “Suck on it, you little bitch… put it in your mouth like your momma did…”

Becky was bawling like a baby, babbling about how badly her ass-hole hurt, begging them to stop, yet at the same time she obeyed, licking at the thick shaft of meat dangling in her face… smacking and sucking at… reasoning on an unconscious level that this was the only way to make the pain stop.

“Man she can’t even get it in her mouth…” The man said, sounding disappointed. “And I really wanted to see sweet-cheeks with a mouthful of cock!”

“I got an idea…” said the man holding the gun to Rock’s head. “Let’s make her do her daddy!”

Both brothers agreed readily, and Rock was instructed to pull out his dick. He refused, and the man pulled back the hammer with a loud click. Having no other choice, Rock undid his pants and pulled out his flaccid prick.

Meanwhile, the two brother’s continued to abuse Rock’s sobbing teenage daughter. “Get over there, you little whore…” The man fucking Becky’s butt said. He simply reached under the small girl and lifted her up, keeping her impaled on his dick as he carried her over, dropping to his knees again in front of her old man.

“Suck your daddy’s dick, you little cunt!” The man holding the gun said. He leaned down to Rock’s ear.

“You just lean back and enjoy it mister… ain’t no hurry, cause me an’ the boys are gonna spend the next couple of hours pumpin’ your little girl’s butt!” Rock made a sound like a strangle groan, but didn’t move. There was nothing he could do. He watched helplessly, as the big man drove his monster cock deep into his little girl’s ass as hard as he could, over and over, obviously enjoying the way she whimpered and sobbed, commanding the youngster to suck Rock’s dick. He saw Becky lift her head, her eyes unfocused. “Daddy…” she said as her fingers closed around Rock’s limp penis. Craning her neck forward, little Becky took her father’s dick into her mouth. “There ya’ go, sweet-thing! Suck on daddy’s dick while I pump your tight little shit-hole!”

Linda felt Mark turn his head between her legs, so he could watch as the man sodomized his little sister. She felt his prick begin to stiffen in her mouth as the man drove his huge prick up into Becky’s butt-hole again and again.

My god… he’s actually enjoying all of this, she thought, and a moment later she felt her son’s finger pressing at her own anus, trying to work it in there. “No Mark… don’t” she said, and was instantly sorry she did. The man who was watching turned his head and grinned.

“Look…” he said, nudging the man cornholing the little girl. “Junior wants to fuck his mother’s shitter!” “Go give him a hand.” The other replied. “I’m OK here.”

The man walked over and grabbed Linda by the hair.

“Roll over, bitch.” he said, and Linda was forced to obey. She lay flat on her stomach, her firm, tanned buns sticking up invitingly. Mark didn’t need Bayan escort Ankara any encouragement. He climbed up behind his mother and pushed his cock up into her ass, and not gently either, but savagely, brutally like the man had done to his sister.

“Ahhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Linda wailed, as Mark drove the Hershey Highway. Meanwhile Becky continued to suck her father’s dick while the big man reamed out her ass. The man who had helped Mark got up and approached his brother. “Lemme get some of that…” he said.

The other man grinned and whipped his slimy cock from little Becky’s ass-hole. The teenager grunted nastily and pulled her mouth off of her father’s cock, looking back over her shoulder just in time to see the men change places.

“Oh god no…” she groaned, but a moment later the second man’s cock had slid painfully up into her butt.

“Oh daddy, help me…” the youngster pleaded between grunts and gasps. “They’re takin’ turns…They’re takin’ turns in my heinie!!!”

The minutes clicked slowly by. The first brother to fuck Becky’s ass replaced the one holding the gun, and he too took his turn in the little girl’s butt. She still thrashed and moaned from the pain, sobbing and sucking away at her father’s cock. Linda on the other hand had quieted down. Rock was disgusted to see that after several minutes of butt-fucking she had begun to grunt like an animal, sticking her shapely ass up into the air so her son could plow it better with his dick. “How is that, boy?” one of the men asked.

“It’s tight…” Mark hissed through clenched teeth. “Oh momma, your ass-hole’s so tight!” Rock heard his wife moan and saw her reach back to grab the boys hands, pulling them forward, lifting the front of her body off the floor momentarily, so the boy could get hold of her gigantic jugs.

“Squeeze them while you cornhole me…” Linda begged, surprising Rock with her language. “Hurt my ass-hole, baby. Come on. Make it hurt!” Mark began to savage his mother, pounding his dick up her ass. Linda wailed and shivered, and said something Rock would never forget.

“You can fuck my butt anytime you want, baby… from now on… You just say the word and I’ll bend over for you. I’ll even bend over for your friends, too! Would you like that, baby? Would you like me to let all your friends do it too?” The three brothers broke into peals of laughter.

The minutes turned into ten, and then twenty. The three brothers had switched again and again, each of them having five or six turns apiece up little Becky’s ass. To Rock’s absolute horror, the tiny, 85 pound schoolgirl begin to mew nastily, and he saw her back arch and her ass begin to quiver. At the same time she began to suck him feverishly, her lips sucking and smacking at his cock in a way that was impossible to ignore. Rock felt his cock begin to harden in his little girl’s mouth.

“Oh it’s good now daddy…” Becky cooed, “Let me make you feel good too…” She went back to sucking her father’s cock hungrily, while around her the three brother’s laughed uproariously.

Mark had been watching his sister the whole time. Hearing her now was just too much for him. He grunted and shot his load up into his mother’s ass-hole. Linda gasped and clenched her ass-cheeks as tightly as she could. “Oh god yeah mom squeeze it!” he yelled, and pumped her like a jackhammer.

The man sodomizing Becky pulled his cock from her ass and threw her to the floor beside her mother and brother. “Make the little tramp clean your dick off in her mouth!” He told Mark.

As Becky’s older brother grinned and pulled his slimy prick out of his mother’s ass, the little girl rolled over onto her back, her mouth open and inviting. “I’ve always wanted to do this, Becky…” Mark said, as he slid his dirty dickinto his sister’s mouth.

He took both of the youngster’s tits in hand and squeezed them, letting his sister do all the work. Becky moaned and took her time sucking him clean, obviously enjoying the terrible act. Then, to the three brother’s immense enjoyment, Mark had an idea of his own. He pulled his little sister by the hair, dragging her over to where her mother lay, exhausted, cum oozing from her freshly fucked ass-hole.

“Lick it up…” Mark said, pushing little Becky’s face between the greasy cheeks of her mother’s ass. “Clean out her ass with your tongue!”

Little Becky obeyed instantly, noisily slurping and lapping at her mother’s filthy butt-hole, using her tongue to scoop the jism from her mother’s anus and then gulping it down.

Grinning, Mark climbed up behind her and parted her buns, looking at her tiny fucked-out anus. “Oh Becky…I’m gonna fuck your poop-chute!” he said, and sunk his still-stiff prick deep into his little sister’s rear.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Becky groaned, her face covered with the slime from her mother’s ass. She was so excited, she cursed for the very first time. “Fuck me, Markie… Fuck my rear-end hard!”

The men gathered round, encouraging the boy to ream his sister harder, laughing as he slammed his dick up into her. With every stroke the little girl moved closer to her very first orgasm. Uhhhhgod Markie…” she groaned, “Don’t stop… I… I… uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The little 85 pound youngster thrashed and squirmed uncontrollably as she came, her ass-hole impaled on her big brother’s dick. Before she had a chance to stop, one of the men pulled Mark off of her and rammed his massive fuck-stick straight up the girl’s butt.

“Eeeeeiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!” Becky shrieked as she came again, harder this time, her ass-hole clenching on the fat shaft, pinching it as her ass bucked and twitched below him.

“Ahhhghhhh!!” the man grunted, and unleashed a torrent of hot jism up into Becky’s rectum. He turned his head to look at Rock. “I just busted my nut up your little girl’s butt…” he said, milking the last few drops into the teenager’s behind.

“My turn.” said the second brother. He climbed up behind Becky and inserted his fat prick in her butt. Almost immediately, the little girl began working towards another orgasm.

“Your little girl’s a natural butt-slut!” he told Rock. “Yeah,” he said, “This won’t take long…”

As he stroked the youngster, his brother forced the little girl to lick his cock clean, which she did, cumming again halfway through the project… shivering and shaking and moaning as she licked the slime from the cock. In less than a minute, he too pumped a large load up into the little girl’s bowels.

“God, this tramp’s hole is gettin’ nasty!” he said, as he pulled his filthy cock from Becky’s ass. He moved around in front of the girl and grinned as she licked it like a lollypop. It was the third one’s turn after that.

He followed the other’s example, fucking her brutally for a minute or so before busting his nut in the fourteen-year-old’s tight little ass. When they had finished, they made the little girl squat over her mother’s face, forcing the older woman to catch the jism on her tongue and swallow it, as it oozed out of her daughter’s ass. Little Becky squatted over her mother’s face, leaning forward on her hands. Every time her mother’s tongue flicked across her burning anus she twitched and spasmed. She could feel a great gob of cum still up in her ass… the combined cum from all three men.

She pushed her ass-hole down onto her mother’s stiff tongue, and reaching down she spread her cheeks with both hands, relaxing the muscles there. With a nasty farting sound, the cum dribbled out of her, slowly at first and then plopping out in a gooey glob right into her mother’s open mouth.

“Uhhhhhhh!!!” little Becky groaned, cumming. Linda slurped and gulped down the nasty mess, digging in her cunt with both hands. Still not satisfied, the men had the two females 69 next, enjoying the sight of mother and daughter slurping at each other’s pussies, the mother on the bottom and the cute little teenager on the top, with her tender ass-hole exposed.

The man with the gun motioned Rock over. “Fuck her butt-hole.” he said. “Lemme see you bust your little girl’s butt.” Rock dropped to his knees behind Becky, his cock in his hand.

He didn’t have any choice. He put the head against her slimy, drooling ass-hole and pushed, his cock sliding easily into the well-fucked hole. Little Becky pulled her goo-covered face from her mother’s crotch and looked back at her father.

“Don’t worry, daddy…” she sighed, “I like it now…” Rock closed his eyes and stroked her, easy at first, but harder and harder as the men urged him on. Soon he was really plowing her, fucking her butt-hole as hard as he could.

Becky was groaning and tossing her head, obviously enjoying it immensely. “Oh god daddy… it feels so good…. I’m gonna let all the boys at school put their things up there… an’ the teachers too… an’… an’… everybody!”

As Rock listened to his daughter babble on, he felt his prick began to swell in her tight little ass. He pushed her face into his wife’s cunt, listened to her slurp at the sloppy, greasy gash. He grabbed her firm little titties and stroked her… humping her teenage butt-hole like a wild dog.

“You do that, Becky…” Rock grunted, “You hear? I want you to ask every boy at school to put his cock in your ass…”

“Yes, daddy.” Becky moaned, “I swear I will…”

“You’re a little whore, Becky… A sloppy, tight-assed little fuckin’ whore!” Rock grunted and a jet of cum burst up into Becky’s butt. He quickly pulled his cock from her tight little shitter and pushed it right into her mouth.

“Swallow daddy’s cum, you little slut… Swallow it like you’re gonna swallow all those loads at school!” Becky groaned and drank her father’s jism. When she finished, the three men threw them their clothes, and then pushed them out onto the porch, slamming the door. The family looked at each other for a moment and then dressed, before starting back towards the car.

They walked for a mile or so, dense trees lining both sides of the road. Rock and Linda were walking behind their two kids, and Rock’s eyes fell to the damp spot on his daughter’s shorts… cum leaking from her ass-hole.

He looked to his right and saw Linda staring too.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” she asked.

Rock grinned. “Sure am…”

He took little Becky’s hand and led her into the woods.

“Come on, honey…” Linda said, leading her son by the hand. “Momma needs her butt fucked…”

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Brianna grunted as her grandfather pushed his thick penis into her dry vagina until he was fully buried inside. Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to breath in and out slowly through her mouth, to stop them from falling. Her grand father had stripped her naked and spanked her in order to punish her many times before, but raping her was something new. She felt painfully stretched as he started to thrust in and out of her, causing her so much pain and when she couldn’t stand it any longer, she allowed her tears to start flowing.

“Please grandpa, Am too dry!” she sobbed.

“It’s a punishment, not pleasure. You should feel as much pain as possible.” He said panting as he mercilessly increased his pace to prove his point. After all, there was no-one to stop him because the only other person in their home was his daughter – Brianna’s mother – who was bedridden following a car accident which left her paralyzed from her waist downwards.

“Please, am sorry grandpa. Please. You are hurting me!” She begged.

“Good! You. Deserve. Worse. Than. This.” He answered in time with every thrust.

Giving up, Brianna pushed one of her hands to her clit and begun rubbing furiously to ease her pain. Since she was lying on her side with her grandfather behind her, she had to lift her upper leg for her hand to reach her clit which caused her to open her legs wider.

“You little whore! You are enjoying this, aren’t you? You opened your legs and you are getting wet!” He said pausing momentarily.

Not knowing what to say, Brianna sobbed silently, feeling humiliated beyond her imagination. When he resumed his fucking, his pace slowed and one of his hands went to her breasts caressing her nipples one at a time until they hardened and sent pleasure to the vagina he was deep in.

Her sobs turned to moans as a sensual fire started to burn deep inside her, demanding the eruption her grandfather was working hard to give her.

“Cum for me dear. I want to know the sounds you make when you cum.” He said, still fucking her while working her nipples. “Cum for grandpa. Don’t be shy.”

It was wrong for her to enjoy sex with her very own grandfather, but he was a skilled lover and her body needed release so she pushed all thoughts out of her head and kept rubbing her clit furiously.

In and out of her, his dick went, touching a particular spot in her that stopped her mind from functioning and her need to cum intensified until she shuddered, moaning as the intense pleasure washed over her. “Ooh… Oooh… Oooh…Oooh…” She moaned, the silent night carrying her voice beyond her room.

Her grandfather pulled out of her after she’d calmed down and for a moment, she thought it was over but she felt his hand on her pussy, wetting his fingers with her fluids then dragging them to her virgin arse. She tensed, knowing exactly what he was up to, then without giving it any thought, she rolled şişli bayan escort over the bed and got off.

“No grandpa!” she said firmly. “Not my arse.”

“If you don’t get back to this bed in the next five seconds- ” He started to say.


Brianna knew better than to argue with him. At 58 years old, he was strong and very fit for his age. Besides, he was violent, mean and grumpy all the time.

“You ungrateful bustard! Your father abandoned my daughter after ruining her life by drunk driving and left you behind to add to the burden. I took care of you and your mother,” he said sitting up. “I watched you grow and still watched while you went about fucking all the boys in your school but remained silent. Don’t you think I deserve to get some steam off? Especially because you disappeared when you knew very well you were supposed to take care of my daughter today.” He went on with his speech.

“You should be glad I took pity on you and let you cum, you bustard!” He added getting off the bed.

“I told you am sorry, I lost track of time.” She said sobbing. “You can fuck me all you want but please grandpa, not on the arse!”

“Come here!” He commanded in a deep cold voice, betraying no emotions.

Brianna’s mind raced as she thought of a way out. She had nowhere to go and she needed her grandfather to pay for her college education so she could be able to get out of that small town someday. She had no relatives and most of the people she knew were living in poverty so it was impossible to even get a job that would pay her school fees. He has already fucked me so it won’t make a difference if he does it one more time, she thought, I have to let him have his way before he gets too angry.

She walked slowly and stopped before him, staring at her feet and her hands behind her back.

“Today we’ve taken a step you probably wasn’t expecting.” He told her. “Am being very patient with you because you are probably confused but don’t ever walk away from me again. Got it?”

“Yes.” She said.

“Yes what?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good. Now, bend over. I think I’ll have to start the way I normally do in this punishment.” He told her.

Brianna climbed on the bed and went on her hands and knees at the edge offering her rear end to her grandfather for her punishment to begin a fresh. Her fists closed over handfuls of bed covers as she braced herself for the inevitable. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

She gasped and jerked her body forward before her mind registered that the hand that was on her butt had not spanked her, but rather it was caressing her. Confused at her grandfather’s gentleness, she willed herself to relax as he kept caressing and kneading her butt, occasionally letting his fingers wonder to both her holes then back to her butt cheeks.

Thwack! He spanked her.

The sudden pain made her body tense and şişli escort she cried out on pain but her grandfather continued without care. He usually spanked her until she’d loose count.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

He lowered one hand between her legs to reach her clit and begun flicking his fingers across while spanking her painfully with the other. To her shock and dismay, Brianna was getting aroused and she lowered her head and chest to the mattress, lifting her ass even higher in open invitation.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

“Look at how wet you are! You little whore!” He said, still spanking her.

Her bottom had turned red and painful but the stimulation at her clit made the pain bearable and somehow exciting. A moan escaped her throat when he roughly inserted two thick fingers in her dripping pussy that was still sore from his earlier assault. He stopped spanking her and kneaded her butt gently while pumping his fingers in and out of her slowly.

“Ooh… Ooh… mmmm!” she moaned.

“No, you don’t, you shameful slut! No more Cumming through here,” he said removing his now wet fingers and pushing them in to her arse.

“Uuuugh! No, please!” She cried out but didn’t dare move, she had tried his patience enough for one day.

Even though his fingers were still wet her arse was too dry and felt like she was being torn apart. He soon realized that his fingers weren’t wet enough to glide in and out freely so he spat right on her hole and easily pumped them in and out.

“I can’t wait to have a taste of this. I should have done this long ago, then maybe you would have been more disciplined! Now turn around and suck my dick!” He ordered, retrieving his fingers.

With tears in her eyes, Brianna turned to him, and took his already erect meaty shaft into her mouth, glad to give her arse a rest no matter how short the time would be.

“I know you’ve sucked cock before, so don’t even think of biting me or I’ll chop you into tiny bits and feed my dogs!” He roared.

Having practiced on her boyfriends many times before, Brianna was good at blowing. She fitted as much of his cock in her mouth as she could then covered the part left with her palm. Using both her mouth and hand, she started stroking him with an up and down motion, time and again flicking her tongue across the tip of his dick, feeling it twitch inside.

She got the brilliant idea that maybe if she made him get his release, her arse would be safe, so she worked at him zealously, bringing her other hand to cup his balls.

Her grandfather moaned and cursed her, calling her a whore, a burden and any other name he could think of. Brianna didn’t mind, she was already used to his name calling so she paid attention to her task and hand and she was very sure she could make him cum but then, he pulled out of her mouth.

“Turn around.” He ordered. “Later, you’ll tell me who taught you how mecidiyeköy escort to suck like that!”

There was no winning with him. She turned around and offered her arse to him but not before she spat on her fingers and applied the saliva on her virgin hole. Then, spitting some more on her fingers, she started rubbing her clit.

She realized a few moments later that no matter how prepared one is, there was no way to avoid the pain. Crying out loudly, she fought to stay in place as the monster of a grandfather she had, pounded away at her anus with moans of pleasure, while spanking her occasionally.

In and out his dick went, causing her hole to burn as a great feeling to poop filled her until she was sure she must be shitting right there and wondered why her grandfather hadn’t said a thing! Tears rolled down her face as she sobbed.

Eventually, the rubbing on her clit started to pay off. It was not enough to make her cum but just enough to make her relax a little and feel a rush of pleasure time and again.

She felt his dick twitch inside her before he grasped her by the waist with both hands and made a few more deep thrusts that made loud slapping sounds in the room, then gave out a war-like cry and filled her arsehole with his warm seed.

He was still hard inside her as leaned on her back and took her nipples in his fingers. He begun twisting them slightly and rubbing them between his middle fingers and thumbs then flicking the index finger across them, “Keep rubbing your clit,” he ordered.

Brianna obeyed him and soon realized how close she had been to cumming! “Ooh… aaah.. aaah… aaah… ooh…” She moaned as she neared her climax.

“That’s it. Cum for me… I can feel your muscles clenching my cock. Cum for me…mmmmm!” Her grandfather said, giving her slight nudges with his cock.

Her orgasm hit her hard. It was her first anal orgasm and she could only compare it to a Tsunami – you know it’s coming and you think you are prepared until it hits, sweeping and scattering everything to the ocean. With Brianna, it left her mind scattered in a thousand tiny bits and her body too heavy for her poor knees and a single arm to carry. She moaned and shook before collapsing on the mattress, gasping to get enough air to her lungs.

Still panting, she felt her grandfather caress her for a few seconds – starting with her back, then her butt – before giving her a few more painful spanks. Then he nudged her legs apart and gently ran his finger over her sore arsehole, making her whimper. He then lowered his finger to her still wet pussy and pushed it ever so gently inside before pulling it our and running it over her clit. Brianna shuddered. It was confusing how gentle he was being while he was always mean.

“Be in my room 5:00 am. Don’t be late!” he said in a stern voice, abruptly moving to the door. He was back to his mean self. “You should be clean and naked.” He added before closing the door behind him.

Looking at her bedside clock with half-lidded eyes, it read a little past midnight. She closed her eyes and drifted to dream land.

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Anal Threesome Part Three

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At the moment – late September – it was five months since Kath, her elder sister Claire, and Claire’s fourteen year old son Mike had started fucking, and they’d tried out quite a lot of things. It hadn’t taken long for thirty-thre year old Kath to indulge in her favourite vice of sodomy, and for Claire to rapidly take a great liking to it also. Oral, facials, light-bondage, felching and an orgy with Kath and Claire’s brother and his thirteen year old daughter had all ensued. But frequently, it was the simple basics that often provided them with the greatest pleasure, as it did on this cold Friday morning. Mike was back at school, and his mother and aunt had work, but as usual they’d woken up at a time that gave them a good half-hour before they needed to get up.
They were in Claire’s room, or rather what used to be her room. Now, it was slept in by all of them nearly every night, and the huge King sized bed was frequently put to the test with regards to the durability of it’s bed springs. Kath lay on her side, wearing nothing but a pair of white-ankle length socks, propped up on her left elbow whilst her right arm draped elegantly along the contours of her right side. Her body was small, slim and firm, round little titties and a perfectly sculpted arse.
She watched fondly as, just next to her, Claire grunted and gasped. The voluptuous Claire – who turned thirty-seven yesterday – was on hands and knees, totally naked. Behind her knelt Mike, also naked, a look of total ecstasy on his face as he gripped his mother’s waist and pumped his hips back and forth. He was, as usual, taking the anal entrance. His lust for performing buggery on his mother and aunt was only exceeded by their hunger for it.
Kath admired Mike’s body. He was slim and very boyish looking, his body athletic enough to hint at adulthood, but still pale and lithe to indicate his adolescent status. Most men lusted after teenage girls, even fourteen or fifteen year olds, and so Kath and Claire figured it wasn’t in anyway abnormal to lust after a boy of that age.
“Fuck me Mikey,” panted Claire, gripping the duvet, “Oh God fuck my arse. Harder. NGGG!”
Mike responded by stepping up a pace, pumping his 8″ cock back and forth in his mother’s slick shitter in long, quick strokes.
Bringing her hand to her face, Kath sucked on her index finger for a moment or two, before reaching down to her arse. She cupped her buttocks, running her nails over the skin, before easing her finger between her bum cheeks and to her anus. Her sphincter instinctively contracted when it felt touched, but Kath was easily able to relax it as she poked her finger into her bumhole slowly. Digging and twisting her saliva-slick finger forward, she soon had her digit up to the knuckle in her arsehole, and she sighed pleasurably as she stimulated her anus, knowing that this was merely preparation for her turn with Mike. As she did this, Kath looked over her sister’s body.
Claire was more buxom than Kath. Not in anyway chubby, but with a few extra pounds that mainly resided round her hips and chest. Her tits were large. Very large. Not too big so as to be unwiedly or ridiculous looking, but still a good 37FF size with a respectable firmness to them, topped with big dark nipples. These very breasts swung heavily back and forth as Claire’s body was shaken and banged with the increasing pace of Mike’s fucking action, and Claire was soon arching her back and looking over her shoulder, using obscene cries of encouragement to urge her son to bugger her. Whilst Kath had short, blonde hair, Claire’s was fairly long and dark brown.
Kath had fucked women during her wild twenties, but whilst she originally thought it was mainly to fill in the gaps between fucking men, she now realised she did admire women’s sexiness in more than a passing manner. She loved watching her sister’s body grow more slick with sweat as the room grew humid, and she couldn’t get enough of watching Claire’s pretty face and her big, dark eyes fill with lust as she hit an orgasm, her body wracked with pleasure.
“God Mikey,” Claire grunted, “fuck my arse! Oh God, God yeah!”
“Fucking slut,” grinned Mike in between his hard, breathy pants, “Yeah mum!”
Claire closed her eyes tight as she raised her head upwards, gasping out a long cry of pleasure as the room was filled with the smacking noise of Mike’s hips against his mother’s bum-cheeks.
Finally, Mike began to slow down, his mother resting her sweaty forehead on the bed as her son slid his prick to and fro in her arsehole in long slow strokes.
Kath got excited as she realised it would be her turn now, and sure enough, Mike then pulled his stiff prick from his mother’s anus. Claire rolled to one side, getting her breath back, whilst Kath took her place. Bending down, Mike parted Kath’s smooth, pert buttocks with his hands and began to lap hungrily at the lovely ring between them. Like a thirsty dog, he slobbered and licked at the hairless pink ring of his Auntie’s sphincter before pushing his tongue into it, digging it around as it worked it’s way up a couple of inches into Kath’s bowels.
“Mmmm,” she sighed, “Lick my arse Mikey. Lick it.”
After a few moments of tonguing Kath’s bumhole, Mike got up and into position, gripping the shaft of his cock, already slick and soiled from it’s journey into his mum’s arse. He pushed the swollen, purple head up to Kath’s dilated anus and eased forward, delighting in both the feeling of his Aunt’s anus gripping his dick and her long sigh of pleasure as he slid his way in. In no time at all he was buried to the hilt in Kath’s anus, and he reached forward to grip her shoulders as he began to hump away. The pace was quickly picked up and soon Kath was gritting her teeth and slamming her arse back to meet her randy nephew’s strokes.
Claire was now sitting up against the headboard and gently stroking her clit as she took her turn to be the voyeur, admiring her son’s young body as he sodimized her sister. Kath’s pretty face alternated between stinging pleasure and serene ecstasy, sweat beginning to form on her pale skin as she worked along with Mike in their frantic humping. Claire leaned over and kissed her sister on the mouth, their lips touching gently at first, then grinding against each other as they slid their tongues into each other’s mouths. They kissed passionately for several minutes, Claire stroking her hands through her sister’s hair, whilst Mike steadily fucked Kath’s butt. .
After Claire took her lips from Kath’s, she knelt up and moved up the bed, near her sister’s impaled arse.
“Take your cock out,” Claire asked her son, “Pop it out that arse so I can clean it.”
Mike obliged, his prick making a wet, sucking ‘pop’ noise when it emerged from his Aunt’s twitching anus. It was slick with saliva and more than a few brownish streaks it had picked up from both his mother and his Aunt’s rectums. Claire clamped her lips over the lovely long cock without hesitation, sucking it down deep into her throat as she sighed inwardly. One of her hands reached behind her and she dug two finger’s into her arse as she deepthroated her son. When she finally took the dick from her mouth, it was clean, albeit dripping with phlegm. Claire sat back again, smiling, whilst Mike wasted no time in shoving his cock back into Kath’s anus and fucking her with great strength.
“Fuck me,” Kath panted, “Oh yeah Mike, baby, fuck my arse. Fuck my arse! GOD!”
She buck and thrashed beneath the teenager’s sodimistical thrusts, yelping with pleasure as Mike doubled his pace as his own orgasm began to rise. Claire had continued to work a couple of finger’s into her arsehole as she lay back to watch this, and she eventually slid them out and held them in front of Kath’s face. The ecstatic woman took them into her mouth, sucking pleasurably on Claire’s arse flavoured fingers whilst Mike began to cry out in orgasmic joy.
“Fuck I’m cumming,” the boy announced, “Fuck!”
He bravely continued to thrust as his cock began to gush it’s thick, white load into the depth’s of Kath’s arse. He held Kath by the waist tightly, his fingernails digging lightly into the skin as his cock continued to eject it’s thick wads of sperm into his Aunt’s arse and mingling with the feacal matter that was packed up against the uppermost walls of her rectal passage, eight inches beyond her stretched anus.
Finally finishing his orgasm, Mike pulled his prick from Kath’s butt and knelt back and admired the woman’s anus as it hung open for a moment, slowly closing whilst sperm leaked out and ran down her inner thighs. Claire slipped her fingers from her sister’s mouth so that Kath could swing round and suck on Mike’s dick, slurping and drooling on the veiny cock that carried the odor and taste of her own arse. Claire, at the other end of Kath, stuck her tongue into Kath’s bumhole and swirled her tongue round, lapping up her son’s sperm from the walls of her sister’s rectum.
Another typical morning.

At the breakfast table, Claire reminded her sister and son that she had to go away the next day.
“Oh yeah,” nodded Mike, “That work thing.”
“That’s right,” confirmed his mother, “That ‘work thing’. It’s a bit pointless really, the staff having a few team-building excercises and some meetings out in the country, but I guess it’s a chance to stay in a nice hotel at the boss’s expense.”
“When are you back?” asked Kath.
“Sunday afternoon. I’ll only be there for one night”
“Just you and me for weekend Mike,” Kath grinned, then chomped down on some more toast.
“Sure is,” her nephew replied, “I’m sure we’ll find something to occupy our time.”
“Better get going in a minute,” Claire said as she glanced at her watch.
They finished breakfast and eventually left. Claire would drop off Mike at school before going into the City, dropping off Kath at her workplace before going to her own.

It was lunchtime, and Kath had decided to go to the shops during her hour-long break. Or rather, she’d decided to go to a particular shop. ‘Books Unlimited’ was a sex shop just a couple of streets from the office she worked at, and putting on her jacket, Kath walked there, taking a couple of back streets just in case any colleagues noticed her.
The shop was down a back street itself, which was usually deserted. As she approached her destination, Kath noticed a new bar across the road that had been subjected to some refurbishment over the last couple of months. It was called ‘The Persian Pussycat’, a black cat motif adorning the modest sign outside. The windows were darkened – it was clearly closed at the moment – but there was some activity. An A-frame sign on the pavement advertised the special offers on drinks for it’s opening week. Shame it wasn’t open, Kath thought – she fancied a drink afterwards. Maybe she’d just go to a pub up the road before going back to the office.
After an instinctive glance up the road to ensure no-one she knew happened to be about, she ducked into ‘Books Unlimited’.

A forty-six year old widow, Sarah Parker had a lot of free time. Her husband had left a sizable fortune when he passed away five years ago, and Sarah therefore had no need to work. She did do quite a bit of voluntary work for a cancer charity, the Big C having been responsible for taking her husband from her, but most of the time she was a lady of leisure. And her idea of leisure was the kind that, this Friday lunchtime, had led her to Books Unlimited. She looked good for her age; her light blonde hair shoulder length and parted at the center. She had big blue eyes that held a lot of knowledge and experience, but a friendly, ready smile that made anyone feel at ease. A fraction under 5’10”, she had long legs that made up for her small breasts, and she was elegently slim and tanned.
It wasn’t all books in the shop of course. Inside the brightly lit store, which was fairly large for a sex-shop, there were rows upon rows of magazines and videos. Sex toys took up a whole wall, from nurses uniforms to riding crops, from anal-beads to bright red dildos over a foot long.
The two owners, a couple of cheerful looking men, had worked in the store years , and regarded the pornography as merchandize rather than anything arousing. They stood at the counter, eagerly discussing who they thought would win the football that weekend. A TV next to them showed a porno movie, on which a large breasted woman was sucking off two men at a time, but the sound was turned down. On a shelf behind the counter sat a radio, which was tuned into a sports channel. Aside from Sarah, there were two men in the shop, lost in thought as they browsed the products.
Sarah instinctively turned when she heard the door open, and was surprised to see a woman enter. Kath, likewise, was surprised at spotting a member of her same sex in the shop, and her and Sarah seemed to offer a small smile to each other, as if they were comrades. Then, Sarah looked ahead of her once more, Kath happening to head in her direction where the videos were kept.
Sarah continued to browse through the films. She wanted one with fisting in it, but it was usually hard to tell by the covers. As she pondered which to buy, she noticed Kath had came nearby, and was eagerly hunting around the ‘Anal’ section. Sarah looked sideways at Kath, admiring the woman. She was certainly nice looking, Sarah thought; small and slim, with a pair of light-blue trousers that hugged her fantastic arse. The best arse Sarah had ever seen in fact. A bi-sexual all her life, Sarah had been loyal and faithful to her husband, but now he was gone she flung herself into sexual encounters with men and women, and was even now considering chatting up this fellow female sex-shop customer. After all, Kath had looked at a few videos that were all-women. Sarah rarely hesitated when it came to propositioning people; she could handle rejection, so figured there was nothing to lose.
Kath was reading the back of a video entitled ‘Anal Freaks’ when Sarah stepped next to her.
“Hi there,” Sarah said, in a refined, polite voice.
“Oh hi,” Kath replied, a little surprised.
“I’ve seen that,” Sarah commented with a little nod of her head to the video Kath held, “It’s pretty good.”
“Yeah,” Kath responded, “As long as it’s got anal in it, it should be.”
“Not many facials though.”
“That’s okay, I’ve got loads of movies with facials at home.”
The two women smiled at each other. Sarah had occasionally chatted up men in sex-shops, and now realised how easy it was with a woman. The natural subject matter would be porn, and so within a few sentences both Sarah and Kath had made it clear they were both fans of porno movies, particularly anal and lesbianism. Half the work in figuring each other’s preferences was done by judging which videos they looked at.
“Have you seen that place across the road?” Sarah said, “The ‘Persian Pussycat’?”
“Yeah, I noticed it before I came in,” Kath replied, “It’s fairly new isn’t it?”
“Opened the other day. I’ve been meaning to go. It’s a lesbain club. Would you fancy going there with me tonight?”
Kath was a little taken aback by this mature lady’s forthrightness, but was also pleased. She may enjoy all the fucking with her sister and nephew, but it was foolish to totally confine herself to the trio for sexual encounters.
“Sure,” she smiled, “I’d love to.”
“Meet me outside at eight,” Sarah said, “I’d better be going. Oh, I’m Sarah by the way.”
“I’m Kath.”
“Okay, I’ll look forward to it.”
Sarah left the shop without making a purchase. She’d been meaning to, but was delighted at the idea of meeting up with Kath. It’d been a relatively slow few months, and she’d not fucked a woman for a while. Kath certainly seemed like she would be game for a lot of things, judging by her appreciation of porn.
Kath, meanwhile, selected a movie and purchased it, before leaving for the office, the tape in a brown bag and securely locked away in her handbag. She was also looking forward to that evening, and the certain that Sarah was clearly up for it. Hell, the lady was as horny as fuck. Kath had all weekend with Mike to herself whilst Claire was away so it’d probably be nice if Claire could have her son to herself that evening.

Kath told her sister and nephew about her date that evening when they had finished dinner.
“Was she sexy?” Mike asked, sitting on the sofa next to his mother. Kath sat on the armchair opposite.
“Very,” Kath insisted, “Very nice body on her, for her age.”
“How old was she?” Claire enquired.
“About forty,” Kath replied, “But you could tell she was a bit pampered. Either divorced or widowed, given that she was hanging around a sex shop and chatting up women on a weekday. Looked rich too.”
“Wahay!” cheered Mike, “Way to go Kath. Fuck a wealthy chick and get her to spoil you.”
They all laughed at this, even though Kath’s motives would clearly be sexual rather than financial.
“So where are you meeting her?” Claire asked her sister.
“Some lesbian bar across the road from the sex-shop that I met her in. Hopefully we’ll end up back at her place or something. I’d better get ready in fact.”
“Okay sis,” Claire said, “Knock ’em dead.”
Kath left the room and went upstairs to the bathroom. She hadn’t been out for a while like this, and spent a good amount of time in the shower before drying herself off and walking naked to her bedroom. She didn’t sleep there much, it was nearly always in Claire’s bed that they spent the night, but Kath still had her wardrobe in there.
Thanks to her small frame, Kath was able to dress like she was in her twenties, rather than aged 33. She put on a tight, white T-shirt with no bra underneath, her nipples standing out from her small tits and clearly visible under the thin material. Then she put on a pair of tight black jeans, cut off half-way down the shins, and finally a pair of trainers. Causally horny, she thought with a grin as she admired herself in the mirror.
After doing her hair, she dispensed with the make-up and left the room.
Slurping noises and moans were coming from Claire’s bedroom, and Kath leaned through the half-open door.
Lying back on the bed, Mike was naked, and between his spread legs knelt his mother, wearing nothing but glittery, silver ear-rings and black, lacy stockings. Her head bobbed up and down as she greedily sucked her son’s cock.
“I’m off then,” Kath smiled.
“Have fun,” responded Mike.
“Yeah, see you sis,” said Claire, then resumed deep-throating Mike.
“Don’t wait up,” Kath announced, then left. She went down the stairs and out the front door.
Back in the house, Mike closed his eyes and relaxed against the bed headboard, running his hands through Claire’s hair. For a full ten minutes Claire sucked and licked the lovely big prick in her mouth before the main-course. Finally sitting up, Claire knelt over Mike’s cock whilst reaching down and holding it upright. She rubbed the throbbing head over her dripping slit before lowering herself, grinning with pleasure as she fully impaled her cunt on her son’s cock.
Mike held his mum by the waist and began thrusting upwards as she started to ride him, both of them moaning in pleasure as they fucked.
Cunt-fucking was still a lot of fun for Claire, but she’d been totally converted a long time ago to what was originally Kath’s fetish. After a few moments, she lifted herself up before shifting forwards a little. Holding her son’s saliva and cunt-juice dripping dick upwards once more, Claire placed the swollen end of the cock against her anus and lowered herself. Gritting her teeth, Claire grunted as her arsehole slowly gave way to the phallic intrusion, allowing Mike’s cock to push upwards into her rectum.
With a good couple of inches inside her, Claire let go of the cock and placed both her hands on her knees. The initial discomfort rapidly became pleasure, and a look of ecstasy came across Claire’s face as she slowly went down, steadily taking the full length of her son’s cock in her arse. Mike clamped his hand’s to Claire’s big breasts, and fondled and groped those lovely tits as he and his mother humped and thrust in unison. Their cries of pleasure rapidly rising in volume, Mike’s cock repeatedly stabbed into the depths of Claire’s rectum.
“Fuck me Mike,” Claire panted as she rode away, “Fuck my arse!”
“Fuck!” Mike grunted, “Your arse is fucking hot tonight. Nice and tight!”
All this constant fucking kept them all fit, and Claire bounced on her son’s cock for fifteen minutes before halting and dismounting. She got on her hands and knees whilst Mike quickly got behind his mother and started licking her twitching anus, pushing his tongue into the hot rectum and rimming the sphincter to give it further lubrication. That accomplished, he knelt up and easily slid his dick up Claire’s arsehole to the hilt, and once again the room was filled with the sound of panting and the slap of flesh on flesh.

Kath stepped out of the Taxi that dropped her off at the top of the road, and walked towards the Persian Pussycat club. Sarah was standing outside, smoking a cigarette, and Kath was suddenly extra glad she came out. There was little doubt that sex was on the menu, and apart from her sister and niece Melanie, Kath hadn’t had sex with another woman for years. She felt incredibly horny as she admired her companion.
Dressed in a tight, dark-red skirt that stopped above her knees, Sarah was showing off a lot of her gorgeous legs. She wore red high-heels that almost boosted her to six-foot, an appreciable amount taller than Kath. Also, Sarah wore a cream, shiny silk blouse, the sleeves casually rolled up. She flashed a warm smile as Kath approached.
“Hi Sarah,” Kath said.
“Hiya,” greeted Sarah, “It looks nice and quiet in there.”
She nodded to the club which was, indeed, pleasantly quiet.
“I thought it’d be busier,” commented Kath.
“I guess it is newly opened. It’ll take a while for word to get round.”
“Shall we go in my dear?” asked Kath.
“Sure,” Sarah replied, and led Kath into the club.
It was fairly well lit inside, the bar taking up the whole of the left wall and facing a large area of tables and crushed purple velvet seats. Most of the current patrons sat at the tables near the window or the bar, though some sat in the more private booths at the back.
“We’ll sit over there,” Sarah said, pointing at an empty booth in the corner, “I’ll get them in. What are you having Kath?”
“Vodka and tonic please.”
Sarah went to the bar whilst Kath sat down at the appropriate table. She looked around at the other customers, who were all female and pretty much all in their twenties. Sarah, with her confident stride and elegent demeanour, still managed to fit in very well, despite being in her mid-forties.
She came back with Kath’s drink and a Bloody Mary for herself, and they chatted eagerly. Kath mentioned that she lived with her sister, but decided to leave Mike out of it to keep it simple. Ankara escort Other than that, she told pretty much the truth, about her wild sex life in her youth and how she was recapturing those days since she’d moved down South. Sarah spoke of her life since her husband died, of how she spent some of her time doing charity work and the rest screwing around – literally. She had a son, Richard, who was 21-years-old and currently at University. He didn’t know a great deal about his mother’s lifestyle, but he couldn’t help but guess that his mother was not exactly retreating into prudishness in her middle-age. He wasn’t bothered in fact, Sarah told Kath. She’d always been open about sex with Richard when he was growing up, and the boy had no hang ups if he knew his mum happened to make no real secret of her interest in sex. BR>Neither was in the mood to drink much; Kath had two vodka-and-tonics, whilst Sarah, who was driving, had just the single Bloody Mary then an orange juice. Half-an-hour had passed and they felt as if they knew each other well.
“So,” Sarah said, “I’m assuming you’re unattached.”
“No, I have a boyfriend.” replied Kath, “He’s er…sixteen.”
“Yeah, he’s my toyboy.”
Kath had figured that, if tonight went well, perhaps she could Mike in on the action. Sarah was clearly bisexual, and Mike would probably be pleased to fuck a different woman. She’d have to keep up the idea that Mike was sixteen though, as admitting she fucked a fourteen-year-old might seem a bit weird.
“Does his mum know he’s been seduced by an older woman?” asked Sarah, grinning cheekily.
“No,” replied Kath, smiling inwardly, “We just meet up and fuck occasionally.”
“Ah, an open relationship then?”
“Too right.”
“Heck, he’s probably shagging another older woman as we speak,” said Sarah. Kath tried hard to keep a straight face, given that that’s what Mike would indeed be doing now, with his mum.
“Probably,” she laughed.
“I take it you like anal,” stated Sarah, “Judging by the tapes you were looking at this afternoon.”
“Too right. Mike – my boyfriend – loves it too. It’s what we do the most, anal sex. When it comes to women, I check out their arse first of all.”
“Was mine up to your standards.”
“Very much so,” purred Kath, “What about you Sarah? Any particular fetishes?”
“I’m game for anything. Anal has always been a favourite too.”
There was a pause as the two of them sipped their drinks, staring lustfully into each other’s eyes.
“Tell you what Sarah,” Kath began, “This place is nice and all, but do you fancy going back to your place?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask,” Sarah grinned, “Though to be fair, I wasn’t going to wait long. I was about to suggest it myself.”
“Do you live far from here?”
“Not really. About five-miles. It’s in the country, this little hamlet of half-a-dozen houses. Very quiet.”
“You have your car don’t you?”
“Yup. Wanna go now?”
“Don’t see why not,” said Kath, and they both stood and headed for the door.

Claire was now laying on her side with her upper leg cocked and raised. Laying behind his mum, Mike had a look of concentrated effort on his face as he thrust his hips back and forth, cunt fucking Claire from behind.
“Oh fuck my pussy Mikey,” Claire panted, looking downwards, “Fuck me!”
Mike merely panted hard, driving his cock harder and harder into his mum. They’d been fucking for a while now, and every few minutes Mike was having to hold back, slowing his humping to keep his seed in.
“I’m gonna cum soon,” he gasped.
“Fuck my arse again,” Claire insisted, “Give my butt another seeing to before you come sweety.”
Happy to oblige, Mike slipped his cock out from Claire’s cunt and reached down, gripping his dick and guiding the head to his mother’s anus. Claire raised her cocked leg up a bit more to spread her buttocks further. Skillfully, Mike soon eased the head of his cock into his mum’s arsehole and with a satisfied grunt, shoved his pelvis forwards, and Claire was babbling obscene cries of pleasure as the long, veiny prick was once more wedged in her arse.
“Oh that’s good mum,” Mike spluttered, reaching round and fondling his mother’s tits, “That’s fucking so good.”
“Fuck my arse sweetheart,” panted Claire as her son worked up to a good pace, ramming his dick as far into his his mum’s arse as he could.
“I’m about to cum mum,” he said after a moment, “Where shall I cum. In your arse or on your tits? Tell me and I’ll do it.”
“On my face,” Claire replied, “All over my face.”
Mike snapped his cock from Claire’s arse and knelt up, Claire lying on her back and sliding into the appropriate position, her face just below Mike’s cock, which the teenager pumped with his fist. He let out a long cry as his thick, creamy sperm began to fly out, splashing over Claire’s face. It was a hefty load, and despite catching and gulping down some of the cum in her mouth, Claire’s face at the end was dripping, sticky spunk running down her cheeks, hanging off her chin and slathered over her smiling lips. Some of the white gunk even hung in her hair. She sucked on the end of her son’s wilting, arse-flavoured dick, moaning and frigging her cunt as she milked the prick dry of any remaining cum.

Sarah’s house was fairly large for a woman on her own, a four-bedroomed old farmhouse down a long driveway, and surrounded by trees that stood sillhouetted against the sunset. The roof was thatched, and ivy climbed up the walls. The occupier and her guest had arrived home a few minutes ago, Sarah’s large Jaguar sitting on the driveway.
In the large hallway, both women had impatiently flung themselves at each other the second the front door was shut and the light turned on. They kissed hard, arms groping at each other’s bodies, tonguing each other’s mouths.
Kath reached down behind Sarah and felt up her arse whilst kissing her neck. Sarah quickly undid the buttons of her blouse and tugged it open. She then backed into the wall and ran her hands through Kath’s hair as she lifted her bra, revealing Sarah’s small tits, freckled and topped with bullet hard nipples. Kath placed her mouth over the left nipple and sucked, whilst groping down and squeezing the other woman’s thighs.
Just then, Kath stood back.
“Turn around,” she panted, and Sarah did so, turning her head to rest her cheek against the floral wallpaper.
Kath knelt, eye level with Sarah’s arse. Then she undid the zip of the skirt, hurridly, and soon the skirt dropped to Sarah’s ankles, swiftly followed by her silk, pink knickers.
“What an arse,” Kath said, admiringly, fondling with her shaking hands the lovely, shapely buttocks that stood atop those long, bronzed legs.
Then she began kissing those buttocks as passionatly as she’d kissed the owner’s mouth, licking and snogging the bum-cheeks before parting them with her hands. Eyeing the hairless anus, Kath licked her lips and gracelessly shoved her head up between Sarah’s buttocks and rimmed her, madly licking and tonguing her tight little arsehole.
Sarah was beside herself with pleasure. She knew when she met Kath earlier outside the club that they’d be fucking, but she was still somewhat surprised at how randy she was. She moaned and sighed as she was given an rim-job more lustful and pleasurable than any she’d recieved before, by either man or woman. Kath kept fingering the arsehole too, sliding her finger up into Sarah’s arse so that, once she’d slipped the digit out, she was able to poke her tongue up there. The feeling of a woman’s wet, wriggling tongue working it’s way into her rectum was almost too much for Sarah, and her legs quivered as she shamelessly cried out in pleasure.
“Oh eat my arse Kath,” she panted, “Eat my arse out! YES!”
Kath continued to do so for several minutes, occasionaly going back to kissing Sarah’s butt-cheeks before returning to the tight hole between them. Eventually, she stood up, and Sarah turned and snogged Kath hard on the mouth.
“My turn,” Kath smiled.
“Let’s go into the living room,” suggested Sarah, and stepped out of her knickers and skirt before heading into a room at the end of the hallway. She turned on the light as Kath came in, glancing around admiringly at the large room, the centerpiece of which was the large, stone fireplace. A large TV screen sat nearby, and it was clear Sarah had few visitors who were not into the same interests as her – an oak bookshelf next to the TV and VCR contained dozens of porn flicks. Sarah closed the door and her and Kath hurried like teenage sweethears to the plush, red-and-gold sofa that sat facing the fireplace.
Kath tugged off her jeans and knickers, then just removed the few other clothes she had on too. Sarah did likewise.
Now naked, Kath knelt on the edge of the sofa and placed her elbows onto the top of the back rest, her cute arse thrust outwards. A look of wild lust in her face, Sarah got down like a priest kneeling before an altar and stroked the two buttocks presented to her, before she kissed them. Soon, she was imitating Kath a moment ago, lapping at flesh like a thirsty dog. She wasted little time in getting to Kath’s arsehole, which she licked thoroughly before pushing her tongue into.
After a few minutes, Sarah stood and walked over to a set of drawers in the corner of room. It was an old oak chest, very antique looking, and not the sort of place to keep sex toys. However, that’s exactly what Sarah kept in there, and the 46-year-old bisexual slut fitted round her waist a strap-on dildo. It was white, about six-inches long a quite thick. She strode back over to Kath.
“You don’t need any lubrication for an arse-fucking do you?” Sarah asked.
“Just saliva,” Kath proudly replied, “Perhaps some cunt juice.”
“Coming up.”
Sarah stood behind Kath and eased the dildo into the woman’s cunt, holding onto Kath’s hips as she began to thrust away. The dildo slid back and forth in Kath’s vagina, which was already juiced up, Kath squirming with pleasure. After a minute, Sarah withdrew and placed the glistening end of the dildo to Kath’s spit-soaked anus.
“Ram it up there,” urged Kath, and Sarah did so, shoving the first inch of the dildo into Kath’s arse then pausing, before slowly pushing in the rest. In to the hilt, Sarah pumped her hips once more, hard and quickly, delighting in Kath’s obvious enjoyment. Bucking and writhing in ecstasy, Kath urged her fucker to pump harder, which Sarah did, thrusting the dildo up and down in sharp, frequent strokes.
Once Kath had been buggered to perfection, Sarah slid the dildo out. They swapped positions, Sarah now kneeling on the edge of the sofa. Kath strapped on the dildo and cunt-fucked her companion for a brief while before buggering her, Sarah reacting as orgasmically as Kath did as her bum was swiftly impaled on the plastic phallus. Kath leaned forward and placed on hand on the backrest of the sofa, using the other to reach round and frig Sarah’s clit, the older woman crying out in delight as she was arse-fucked and expertly frigged simultaneously.
After Kath had slid the dildo from Sarah’s arse, they swapped places once more. This time, Kath sat back on the sofa, her butt on the edge and her legs raised up and spread. Sarah knelt and slid the dildo into Kath’s bum and sodomized her steadily whilst leaning forward and kissing Kath hard, the two women pawing at each other’s tits as their tongues slid and wrestled with each other in their mouths.
Roles were once again switched, and Kath gave Sarah a sound buggering.

Back home, Mike and his mother were fucking for a second time that evening. After the previous, early evening session, Mike had done his weekend homework to leave himself free for the next couple of days, whilst Claire had packed for the weekend before watching TV. She needed to be up early the next day, so they got to bed by eleven.
Claire lay on her stomach, Mike lying flat on top of her. They nearly always fucked on top of the covers with the light on, but for once, they’d got into position before flicking out the lights. Mike had then pulled the duvet up over his and his mother’s naked bodies.
It was a nice position, Mike laying on top of his mother, their legs intwined and his stomach and chest pressed to her bare back. Claire’s arse was much tighter as she lay flat, as opposed to bent over, which meant it was a nice, tight fit for Mike and meant his cock felt much bigger in his mother’s arse.
Their naked bodies soon built up a lot of heat underneath the covers, and their bodies were soon slipping across each other as they grew sweaty.
It was a moonless night, and the only source of light was the red radio-alarm clock display. Otherwise it was totally dark. Neither Kath or Mike said anything like the usually did, instead merely grunting and sighing in the darkness. Claire’s head was laying sideways on the pillow, her hands both up and gripping the mattress cover. Mike’s elbows dug into the mattress near his mum’s armpits, his warm breath panting into Claire’s ears. He thrust his pelvis as his slippery naked body ground against his mother’s similarly damp flesh, his prick grinding into the depths of Claire’s bowels.
They’d meant it to be a fairly quick go so Claire could get to sleep early, but they rapidly lost interest in such things as sleep, and for over an hour they fucked. The eventual end was signalled by a quickening of the pace and both mother and son’s cries of pleasure growing louder and more passionate. Mike’s body stiffened as his cock spewed forth sperm, twitching inside Claire’s hot shit-chute as it sprayed out it’s thick, gooey liquid.
Exhausted, Mike lay on top of his mum for a few minutes whilst his cock softened inside Claire’s cum-filled rectum, until he finally rolled off. Within minutes he was asleep, followed quickly by his mother.

Kath was once again sitting on the sofa with her legs apart, arsehole pointing outwards ready for attention. As she knelt down with the greased dildo ready, Sarah stopped and asked Kath if she’d ever been fisted.
“Cunt fisted?” said Kath.
“Arse fisted,” corrected Sarah, “You ever tried it?”
“No. No, never.”
“Want to?” asked Sarah with a wicked grin.
“Sure,” Kath replied, “It isn’t dangerous is it? I’ve seen it in a couple of porn vids but haven’t really considered it in real life.”
“It’ll be fine. As long as it’s done right.”
“I take it you’ve done it.”
“Lot’s of times.”
“Giving or recieving?”
“Both. It’s usually easier to get it from a woman because their hands are small, but I’ve been arse-fisted by a couple of men. Anyway, I’d better get some lubrication, you’re definately going to need some.”
Sarah stood up and took off the dildo and placed it one the coffee table, before leaving the room for a moment. When she returned she had a large tub of vasaline, which she placed on the floor in front of Kath and knelt back down.
“That’s why I don’t grow my nails,” Sarah said, showing off her hands and fingernails that were, indeed, short, “It’s safer.”
“Mine are short too,” pointed out Kath, “Which is handy. Do you want me to fist you afterwards?”
Back to the immediate job, Sarah scooped up some vaseline and applied it to Kath’s anus, pushing her greased fingers in. The arsehole was already gaping a bit, and Sarah figured it shouldn’t be too hard a job.
After ensuring her right hand was fully slathered in vaseline too, Sarah placed her left hand on Kath’s buttock and bunched up her fingers and thumb, the tips of which she placed up to Kath’s bumhole.
“Ready?” she asked.
Kath nodded.
With little effort, Sarah’s fingers and thumb – bunched up – slid into Kath’s arse to the second joint, after which some resistance was encountered.
“Just say if it hurts,” Sarah said. The bicep in her thin, right arm swelled as she pushed ahead, her hand up to the knuckles. Kath’s eye’s scrunched up as her bum steadily let in the other woman’s hand. It felt discomforting but she knew it would soon resolve into pleasure. Sarah’s hand was just about to the widest point, and with one little thrust, it slid in past the knuckles and to the wrist.
“Oh GOD!” Kath cried, “Oh fuck!”
“You okay?” Sarah smiled.
“Damn right,” Kath replied, “God, that’s good. Oh shit, oh fuck…oh!”
Sarah’s wrist was fairly slender, so Kath’s anus didn’t feel quite as stretched now that the hardest point was over. She closed her eyes and felt intense pleasure drift around her body from her fisted butt, Sarah pushing her arm backwards and forwards by several inches. After a while, she began to slowly withdraw her hand, using one long, hard tug until her greasy hand popped out of Kath’s anus. Sarah slathered some more vaseline on her hand, concentrating on her knuckles. Now, she bunched her hand into a fist and placed it to Kath’s arsehole. With less difficulty this time, she was able to insert her entire fist into Kath’s arsehole, Kath moaning and crying in pleasure. Sarah was now going for length, watching her forearm dissapearing into this lovely arsehole as she slid it slowly into the depths of Kath’s bowels. She got a good four inches beyond the wrist before it started to get tough going. Knowing her limits, Sarah eased her arm to and fro whilst slightly unflexing her fingers and wiggling her thumb within the actual rectal passage. It drove Kath wild, and she looked down between her legs and urged her fucker on.
“Fist me Sarah,” she wailed, “Fist my arse! Oh fuck that’s good! OH FUCK!”
“Slut,” Sarah grinned, “Oh what a slut. You’re a catch aren’t you?”
“Fucking right. Keep fisting me! OOOH!”
Eventually, Sarah wanted a go herself, and withdrew her hand from Kath’s butt and took her place on the sofa. She placed her hands on her shins and pulled her legs up to her chest, Kath getting down and using the vaseline to grease up both Sarah’s anus and her right hand. Using the same tactics as Sarah, she first inserted her hand into the arse finger-tips first, before going for the proper ‘fisting’ motion. Like Kath, Sarah was driven wild by the deep arse-fisting she got, tossing her head from side to side and spluttering out the most obscene declarations of orgasmic ecstasy. Kath loved giving as much as receiving, pushing her fist into Sarah’s colon whilst watching more and more of her forearm being swallowed up by the anus.
When they’d had enough of that, Sarah opened a bottle of wine which they shared as they lay naked on the floor, the TV on in the background.
“You’ll have to get that teenage toyboy of yours to do that to you,” Sarah smiled.
“Absolutley,” agreed Kath, “He’ll love it.”
“Get him to fist your arse and your cunt at the same time, that’s fucking brilliant.”
“Listen, do you fancy a threesome. With me and Mike.”
“Oh Kath, that’d be fucking brilliant!”
“He’d love it. You would too. He’s got a nice seven-inch cock that’s almost permanently hard. I’ll see if I can bring him here tomorrow if you want, if you haven’t got anything planned.”
“Sure,” Sarah nodded, taking a sip of wine, “Tomorrow evening. Bring him or I’ll come to your house and we’ll drain the lad’s balls dry.”
They grinned at each other, then kissed.
“What do you want to do for the rest of the night?” Sarah asked.
“Fuck,” said Kath, simply, “Let’s go to bed and fuck and fist each other all night.”
“Damn fine suggestion,” said Sarah, who then drained her glass, “My arsehole is still loose, so I think we should take the biggest dildos to bed with us.”
She went to the cabinet, taking out a foot long black dildo. Kath enthusiastically followed her up the stairs.

Mike slowly awoke and turned to the alarm clock. It read 08:13, and his mother would have to leave in about fifteen-minutes. Turning the other way, he saw that the other side of the bed was empty.
As usual, his cock was raging hard, and he slipped out the bed and wandered into the hallway.
“Morning sweety,” Claire said as she exited the bathroom. She was all packed and had just finished showering and dressing. She wore a dark blue dress, lengthy and just low cut enough to show off some of her ample cleavage, which only served to raise Mike’s phallic salute.
“Morning mum,” he said, “You off soon?”
“Yeah, not long. I almost slept in.”
She walked past her son and into her room, where she bent over to zip up her suitcase. Mike followed her in and clapped a hand to her arse.
“No morning shag for us then?” he sighed.
“I’m in too much of a hurry,” Claire replied, and stood to turn him, “I really can’t risk being late. My taxi is arriving soon.”
“How ’bout a quickie?”
“Well…I dunno. How quick?”
“Quit yapping and turn around,” Mike ordered. His mother grinned and did so, bending over a little and resting her hands on the dressing table. Mike reached down and lifted up his mum’s dress, bunching it up at her lower back and holding it there with his left hand. With his right, he tugged down Claire’s panties until they slid to her ankles, exposing her nice, fleshy buttocks. Still holding the dress in position, Mike spat on his hand and rubbed the saliva into his raging hard dick, then spat once more and used his slick fingers to rub and poke Claire’s arsehole.
Claire parted her legs a little, closing her eyes and waiting for the inevitable and joyous feeling of Mike’s throbbing dick nudging between her buttocks. Sure enough, the boy eased his phallus between his mum’s arse-cheeks. Relaxing her sphincter, Claire moaned as her son’s member pushed it’s way up into her, forcing apart her anus and easing into her rectal passage.
With only saliva, the way was not too lubricated, but Mike grunted as he jammed his cock upwards, soon burying himself up to the hilt in Claire’s shitter, the pair of them groaning in pleasure. Realising time was of the essence, Mike started fucking his pelvis quickly, knowing that his mother sometimes liked it rough. They usually fucked at a leasurely pace, so Claire really enjoyed this, bending over the dressing table with her skirt up, knickers down and taking it up the arse like a slut. Mike was gripping his mum’s shoulders hard as he slammed his cock upwards. His mother’s rectum wasn’t empty before hand, so his cock was sharing the limited space in that hot arse with shit. Whilst scat was never something they really got involved with, Mike enjoyed the feeling, the soft poop squishing and moulding around his cock as he buggered his mum with zest. For Claire, it meant her arse felt more full than usual, and she really began to cry out like a whore.
True to his word, Mike didn’t waste too much time, and was soon slamming his pelvis upwards and forwards at great speed as his sperm rose and splashed forth.
“Oh fuck mum,” he babbled, “Oh fuck yes that’s good!”
His legs grew weak as his first orgasm of the day stretched out a good twenty seconds, sperm pumping out into his mother’s bowels.
Finally finished, the teenager got his breath back before slipping out of his mum’s arse before gentlemanly Ankara escort bayan pulling her knickers up and straightening out her dress for her. Claire turned round.
“You sure know how to fuck,” she smiled, and they kissed, a tender mother-to-son kiss.
“I’ll see you Monday mum,” Mike said.
“Sure honey. Take care of your Auntie Kath, wherever she is.”
“She certainly got lucky last night.”
“I hope she’ll come back tonight.”
“She better do, I’ll have nothing to do.”
“Anyway son, I’ll see you.”
Claire kissed Mike again.
“Bye mum, have fun.”
Claire picked up her bags and went out the room, heading downstairs just as the taxi waiting for her beeped it’s horn as it pulled up outside. Mike yawned and padded into the bathroom for a shower.

It was almost noon when Kath and Sarah awoke. The bed was King-Sized, like Claire’s back at home, and the bedroom itself large and plushly furnished. A pair of large, white doors lead out to an old fashioned balcony littered with pot plants. There were many houseplants in the room itself, their greenery highlighted against the dark, mahogony furniture and deep beige wallpaper. Under the covers, the two women lay arm-in-arm, naked and deeply asleep until they stirred when the midday sun lanced through the windows.
Sarah woke first, Kath’s head resting on her chest. She stroked her hand through Kath’s hair until she awoke, and the two of them kissed for several minutes.
“What a night,” Sarah whispered.
“Agreed,” Kath grinned, and they kissed again.
“We’ll have to this again sometime Kath.”
“We’re doing it tonight, remember? With Mike?”
“Oh yes. I almost forgot. That’ll be great; you, me and your randy sixteen-year-old boyfriend.”
Kath thought for a moment whether to tell the truth, then decided to go for it in the light of the previous evening’s fun. Her and Sarah had fucked until 3:00AM last night, and in between fucking and fisting, Sarah had boasted of her sexual exploits; how she’d once hired three male prosititutes to triple-penetrate her, a young couple she’d seduced and fucked at the same time in a hotel and a seventeen-year-old boy she’d sucked off in a nightclub last month. She’d also admitted that, as a teenage girl, she’d been fucked by a cousin of hers. Whilst that was not technically incest, Kath realised that her companion for the night was wildly sluttish enough to know the truth.
“Bit of a confession to make,” Kath said, “My boyfriend. He’s actually not my boyfriend, he’s my nephew. I’m his mum’s sister.”
“Whoa,” Sarah grinned, “That’s fucking wild.”
“He’s not sixteen either. He’s fourteen.”
Sarah laughed, not in derision, but in awe at Kath’s confession.
“I thought I was a wild nympho,” she sniggered, “Oh Kath, what are we going to do with you?”
“Fuck me and my nephew? Tonight?”
“You’re on!”
“I’d better get back soon, to Mike.”
“You’re nephew?”
“My nephew,” confirmed Kath, smiling naughtily, “But we’ll be back tonight though.”
“Listen, about Mike. His mum doesn’t know about this does she?”
Kath hesitated, then kissed Sarah.
“His mum joins in,” she admitted, “My sister, her son Mike and me all fuck. A lot. For the last few months.”
“You serious Kath?”
“Sure. I’m serious.”
After a pause, Sarah pushed Kath off her and kicked the heavy duvet aside before getting up. She stomped over to a chest of drawers nearby as Kath began to worry that she’d said too much.
“What?” Kath stammered as she sat up in bed.
Sarah roughly opened a drawer in the chest and pulled out a long, thick dildo, bright pink and with a leather strap. She quickly fixed it on before turning round, the plastic cock nodding out at a 90-degree angle from her groin. Her tanned, slender, naked body looked fantastic in the sunlight.
“Katherine,” she said in a stern voice that was contradicted by her grin, “Bend over. I’m so in awe at your sluttishness that I’m going to fuck your arse whether you like it or not!”
Relief flushed over Kath, and she smiled as she got on all fours. Getting behind her, Sarah leaned down and madly licked Kath’s arsehole, tonging and fingering it. She knelt up and cunt-fucked Kath for a few moments to grease the dildo up with juices, then pulled out.
“Shall we get your sister to join in aswell then?” she asked.
“She’s away this weekend,” Kath pointed out, “But she’s back tomorrow. We’ll all have a foursome then.”
“Oh Kath. Oh fuck this is turning into the best weekend ever. Me, two sister’s and one of their son’s – a fourteen-year-old son! We’ll fuck ourselves to death!”
“Well, not to death! That’ll be going to far!”
“Okay,” Sarah shrugged, “Half to death then.”
And with that, she pushed the dildo steadily up Kath’s butt.

Fully dressed, Mike was watching the TV in the living room when he heard someone enter the house. It was almost two o’clock in the afternoon, and he was curious to find out about his Aunt Kath’s adventures. Sure enough, she soon came eagerly into the living room, still wearing the tight white T-shirt and cut-off jeans she’d worn the previous night.
“What time do you call this young lady?” Mike asked with a grin.
“Oh Mikey, what a great night!” Kath said, sitting down next to Mike and putting an affectionate hand onto his thigh.
“A great night eh?” said Mike.
“Absolutely. Last night was great and tonight is going to be better. I met up with that woman, Sarah, at the club. We went back to her house and stayed the night, as you might have imagined. Just fucking and everything. Anyway she wants to meet up again, tonight. And tomorrow night!”
“Sounds excellent!” agreed Mike.
“It is! And the thing is she wants you to come along too. I originally told her I had a teenage boyfriend, but then I told her everything. You being my nephew, about your mum, the lot. I know it’s our secret and all but she confessed a lot of stuff to me and I knew she’d be excited.”
“And was she?”
“Damn right! She thinks the idea of fucking a couple of sister’s and their son and nephew is the most arousing thing in the world! Anyway, our secrets safe with her, and whats more we’re going to have a hell of an evening. She’s pretty rich too, a widow, with a nice big house out in the country. We’re meeting her there at seven, and boy are we going to have fun! And tomorrow she’ll come round here when your mother’s back to have a big foursome. Oh, this Sarah is fucking hot for anal. Loves it almost as much as me and your mum.”
Mike shivered with excitement at all this. The idea of fucking a different woman would be great. His mother and Aunt were fine of course, but variety would add even more interest to his busy sex life. As he pondered all the possibilities, he noticed Kath had stood up and was undressing.
“We gotta fuck know,” she was insisting, “You should save yourself for tonight Mikey, but there’s no harm in a quick fuck now. Besides, Sarah taught me anal fisting.”
“Anal fisting? You mean, like in the porno movies.”
Mike had thought about suggesting it to his mum and aunt, but wasn’t sure if they’d go for it.
“Yeah,” confirmed Kath, tugging off her panties, “Just like the porno movies. Sarah had her hand in my butt up to the wrist, then I did the same to her. Come on, let’s try it. Better get some lube though.”
“I’ll get some,” Mike said, and went to the downstairs bathroom where he fetched a tub of Vaseline. When he returned to the living room, Kath was naked and on the floor on hands and knees, arse raised high.
“Fuck my arse with your cock first,” she suggested to her nephew, “Get it loosened up a bit.”
After quickly undressing, Mike opened up the small tub and slicked up Kath’s anus with Vaseline, also taking time to grease his cock. As he’d done so many times before, the teenager pushed his cock to Kath’s anal entrance and steadily eased his way in, getting comfortable and steadily buggering a woman 19-years older than himself.
“Pull out,” said Kath after a few minutes, “then back in again. Do it a few times, it’ll loosen me up more.”
Mike did so, easing back until the head of his cock popped out from Kath’s anus, then slid back in before withdrawing. After a few minutes of this, Kath’s arsehole – greased up and shiny – was gaping open. Mike set about slathering the vaseline onto his hand before following his Aunt’s instructions. First he bunched the tips of his fingers and thumb together and steadily worked his way in, Kath crying out but still urging her nephew on as Mike’s hand steadily worked his way in. Shortly, the boy watched with erotic amazement as Kath’s sphincter gripped his wrist, the rest of his hand buried in the hot confines of the rectum. He jacked himself off whilst easing his arm to and fro, his Aunt squealing with orgasmic pleasure.
Kath eventually instructed Mike further, getting the boy to withdraw and slather the Vasline onto his knuckles, which enabled him to punch-fuck the woman’s butt, which was now accustoming itself to the serious invasion to the point where Mike was able to just slide his fist in and pull out in the space of a few seconds.
Luckily, the anal-ring has a definite elasticity, and after a good while of arse-fisting his Aunt, Mike buggered her and found the tightness of Kath’s arsehole was, whilst a little looser, still plenty strong enough to afford a good grip on his prick. They fucked like animals in heat, Kath spluttering out obsceneties whilst Mike slammed harder and harder until they built up to a powerful, dual climax, both bodies stiffening with ecstasy as Mike’s cum blasted into his Aunt’s thoroughly-fucked arse.
It took a few moments to get their breaths back, slumped on the floor naked. After which, they decided to shower together then have dinner. They needed to keep their strength up for the evening ahead of them.

At six o’clock that evening, Sarah was in the shower too. An hour to go, and she was starting to get ready. As the middle-aged woman scrubbed her hair with expensive shampoo, she thought back over the many sexual adventures since she’d let go of her inhibitions a year after being widowed.
Most of the time she met up with people in contact mags. Some could be a little weird, or pathetic, so it was only after much correspondence that she met up with men or couples. Couples were most fun. Sarah had fucked women in her early twenties, before getting married, and always knew she was bisexual. Often she liked to meet people in bars and go back to their place. Men would be happy to fuck her and leave her, as would some women, which is what Sarah wanted. Recently, Sarah went to swingers clubs a lot. Mostly it was for couples, for wife-swapping, but it was only really men who were obliged to bring a partner. A single woman, especially a bisexual one up for anything, was more than welcome, and Sarah had a lot of good fun at various meetings round the country in recent months.
Last night’s meeting had been the best in long time, with Kath the anal maniac! Sarah had actually lost her anal-virginity before her vaginal. It’d been way back in 1970 when she was 15-years-old, and had been going out with a boy the same age. Not knowing where to get any contreceptives when they decided they wanted to fuck one night, Sarah had let her boyfriend take her in the arse. She’d enjoyed it a lot, and even after being fucked vaginally a few months after that, she always figured anal was just as good as more traditional fucking. Since last night she’d been taught it was probably preferable, with Kath being such an arse-freak.
Now, there was all the fun of a fourteen year old to look forward to. Like Claire and Kath, Sarah figured that if it was alright for men to lust after teenage girls, then older women should not be afraid to desire jail-bait boys. And with the excitement of incest tonight, and even more tomorrow night, Sarah knew she was going to have the fuck of her life. Sarah though of her son, 21-year-old Richard, and whilst she’d idly fantasized about fucking him a couple of times in her life, during the day she’d frigged herself to the thought of it without caring. Incest. What a taboo! Her conscience had tugged at her with guilt when she’d considered the boy sexually those few times before, but now she felt totally liberated as she imagined her own flesh and blood, naked, all the while writhing on the bed that afternoon and rubbing her cunt and fingering her anus.
After rinsing her hair thoroughly in the shower, Sarah gave her body another soap-down with some almond-scented, French body wash. After turning the shower off, she stepped out and used a luxuriously fluffy, red towel to dry off her smooth, tanned flesh. Then, she sat on the toilet and forced out a shit. She didn’t really need to go, but wanted her bowels nice and empty for tonight. Afterwards, she not only wiped her arse, but squatted back down in the shower, turning it back on and using a soapy spongue to scrub her buttocks and in between. Then, Sarah unhooked the shower nozzle and squatted once more, holding the shower between her arse, the jet spraying at her arsehole. It tickled a lot, and Sarah squirmed, but it did good job of rinsing her soapy arsehole and leaving it sparkling clean. It meant she had to towel herself dry once again, but Sarah didn’t mind. She wanted to be extra desirable tonight.
The central heating was on full, and the whole house nice and warm, meaning Sarah was comfortable as she walked out the bathroom and to her bedroom, naked. Though she didn’t need one, she gave her legs a waxing, then dried her hair. She kept it straight and parted in the middle because it was nice and simple, and that’s how she’d keep it tonight. Though she normally wasn’t too bothered about make up, she put on a bit of red lipstick, then a hint of blush of the same shade.
Still in the nude, she went back to the bathroom. In the sink, three of her favourite dildos that had been used thoroughly last night were soaking in warm, soapy water. Taking them out, Sarah shook the excess water off and dried them on a towel. Back in the bedroom, she carefully re-attached them to their leather straps and laid out the plastic phalluses in a neat row on the cabinet next to the bed.
Opening her walk-in wardrobe, Sarah considered what to wear. Perhaps a tarty look with a fake leopard-skin two-piece bikini, or a leather mini-skirt and halter top. There were a couple of uniforms she’d worn to swinger’s parties; French Maid, Policewoman, or the ever popular Nurse. Maybe too tacky, she thought. She wanted something that would show off her legs. Her tits were fairly small, so it was always best not to bother attempting to enhance them, merely to emphasise what she had.
Eventually, she settled on a tight black jumper. It was fairly thin, long-sleeved and high cut, but deliberatly fell short of her waist-line so that a few inches of her flat stomach and her naval were showing. Then she put on a pair of bright red, leather shorts. Not very subtle, she thought, but what the heck! She wouldn’t be wearing them for long. The shorts were very high cut, and showed off all her legs. She decided to go bare foot.
Finally, Sarah sprayed on a hint of Calvin Klein’s Obsession and admired herself in the mirror. Turning a couple of times, she placed her hands on her hips, striking a pose as she blew a kiss at herself, before breaking into laughter. Just then, the doorbell ran, and Sarah excitedly hurried down to answer.
“Hi Sarah,” greeted Kath when the door opened.
“Kath, hi, come in,” gushed Sarah, stepping aside to let Kath and Mike into the house. Night had fallen, and Sarah shut the door on the coldness outside.
In the hallway, she turned to her guests. Kath wore a neat, little black dress, low cut and short whilst Mike was attired in a pair of black jeans and a blue shirt.
“And you must be Mike,” Sarah said, and stepped forth, taking the boy’s hand’s in hers and giving him a kiss on the cheek, a formal but friendly kind of peck.
“Nice to meet you Sarah,” Mike replied. He was expecting a good looking woman, but Sarah was far sexier than he could have hoped. A nice face, pleasant smile, tall and slim with legs and an arse to die for.
“As handsome as you expected?” asked Kath.
“More so,” insisted Sarah, “Even more so.”
She still held Mike’s hands in her own as she looked the boy up and down; athletic body, about the same height as herself and with such an exquisite look of adolescent beauty.
“Let’s get into the living room then,” urged Kath, “Out from the hallway.”
Sarah agreed, and showed her guests into the lounge, Kath and Mike sitting at opposite ends of the sofa whilst Sarah sat between them after fetching a bottle of wine and three glasses. She poured some for each of them and they made small talk; the weather, Kath’s drive over here, and so on.
“Oh, I told Claire about all this too,” Kath then pointed out, “You know, my sister? Mike’s mum?”
“Oh yeah,” nodded Sarah, “She was okay was she?”
“Sure. I phoned her this afternoon. She’s looking forward to tomorrow night. She suggested you come over to our place”
“Excellent. A nice threesome tonight, and a foursome tomorrow. You excited Mike?”
“Sure,” the boy answered, “I’ve been anticipating this all afternoon.”
He felt a little shy still, because Sarah was pretty extrovert like Kath, but he decided that they were inevitably going to fuck so holding back was pointless. He place a hand on one of Sarah’s firm, long thighs, rubbing the warm flesh.
“Kath said you had fantastic legs,” he commented, “But they’re even better than I imagined.”
“Thank you,” Sarah smiled, very much appreciating the sincerity in the youth’s compliment.
“She’s got a great arse too,” Kath observed, “Haven’t you Sarah?”
“I bet she has,” nodded Mike.
“Well, don’t take your Aunt’s word for it,” said Sarah, standing up, “Check it out yourself.”
She remained standing there, in front of the sofa and facing away, whilst Mike edged up behind her. The teenager reached out and placed his hands on Sarah’s buttocks, rubbing the shiny leather shorts and feeling the nice firmness of the shapely arse-cheeks beneath. Then he rubbed the back of Sarah’s thighs, stroking down to her calves, then back upwards. Finally, he reached round and fumbled with the button and zip until Sarah’s shorts fell loose, sliding their way on the long journey down to the feet. Sarah wore a pair of black, silk panties, and Mike stroked the fine material for a moment before slipping these down too. Finally, the lovely buttocks of the woman in front of him were exposed, and he fondled and stroked them, so amorous of the bum he was examining that he only just noticed that his flies had been undone by Kath, who’d tugged out his big, hard cock and was steadily masturbating him.
Leaning forward, Mike kissed Sarah’s arse, licking the flesh before parting those cheeks and slurping at the anus. Sarah had enjoyed the passionate way Kath had furiously licked out her arse in the hallway last night, but she equally liked the way Mike took his time, swirling his tongue round her sphincter before easing it in.
At one point, Mike leaned back for breath, and Sarah turned and knelt on the floor. She took over Kath in frigging the boy, leaning down and sucking on Mike’s cock whilst Kath knelt behind Sarah and busied herself with her arse, fingering it thoroughly before eating it out, adding her saliva to her nephew’s. Hungrily sucking and slurping on hard, boy-flesh, Sarah deep-throated Mike with great enthusiasm for several minutes. She had two of Kath’s fingers probing her rectum and she was getting hungry for buggery. Her suggestion that they adjourn in the bedroom was seconded by all.
Moments later, Mike was lying back on the huge, luxurious bed, naked. Kath and Sarah also removed their remaining clothes before kneeling either side of the teenage boy. Sarah explored Mike thoroughly, stroking his flat stomach, his chest and his legs, kissing him all over, mostly on the mouth and cock. Kath did likewise, with the same enthusiasm. Then Mike lay Sarah down and he did the same to her, kissing her lovely body all over, examining and stroking it, sucking on her nipples and her cunt. When he began to kiss her, Sarah took the boy’s waist and gently urged him to get on top of her, spreading her legs as she did so. With a sigh of pleasure, Mike gently sank his throbbing cock into Sarah’s hot cunt, and they kissed passionatly as they fucked. Kath sucked on her finger and stuck it abruptly up Mike’s arsehole as he humped Sarah, causing the boy a surprising flood of pleasure.
Finally, Kath got on all fours and the other two devoted themselves to pleasuring her. Mike and Sarah knelt behind Kath and took turns licking her cunt and arsehole, sometimes both pushing a finger each into the woman’s anus, before Mike got up and cunt-fucked his Aunt doggy style. Soon, he was pulling out his juicy prick and sliding it into Kath’s arsehole, his Aunt looking over her shoulder and urging him on as he buggered her. Sarah meanwhile kissed Mike hard on the mouth, their tongues intwinting.
Sarah’s turn for an arse-fucking came up next, and after Kath and her nephew had worked on it with their tongues once more, Mike got into position and slid his prick into Sarah’s bottom. It was, he thought as he sodimized the randy widow, the first fuck he’d fucked a non-relative. There had only been his mother, aunt and cousin Melanie. Kath stood astride Sarah’s back and bent over, reaching round and parting her buttocks so that Mike could hold her legs and tongue her arse whilst he humped away.
Time ticked on as they switched positions, concentrating purely on sodomy now as Mike moved from Kath’s arse to Sarah’s and back again, the two women soon strapping on dildos and putting them to good use. Sarah hadn’t had a daisy chain before, and she was crying out orgasmically when she was put in the middle, arse-fucking Kath with a strap-on whilst Mike’s cock was wedged in her own shitter. She bucked and thrashed around in pleasure so much that Mike lost his restraint and shot his load, hotly kissing Sarah’s neck as his hips drove upwards and his cock shot it’s creamy sperm into Sarah’s greasy arse-guts, his firm shaft nipped by the older woman’s spasming sphincter.
Whilst Mike waited for his cock to restiffen, he suggested fisting Sarah.
“You’re more than welcome to,” Sarah said, “You don’t need vaseline, just use saliva.”
So, Mike embarked on a good ten minutes of licking Sarah’s arsehole, lapping hungrily at it, whilst Kath sucked on the boy’s right hand, licking his fingers, until soon anus and fist were dripping with phlegm. Gritting her teeth and placing her head into the pillow, Sarah gave Mike the go ahead. Slowly, he dug his fingers into the arse, twisting and turning, constantly getting instructions from Sarah who egged him on. More and more of his hand eased it’s way in until Sarah’s anus gave way, the boy’s hand slithering up the woman’s butt to the wrist.
“Oh God Mike,” Escort Ankara Sarah cried, “Oh fuck me that’s good!”
Kath was frigging her dripping cunt madly as she watched, eventually working her own hand into her cunt. She fisted her pussy for a good couple of minutes before asking Mike to withdraw his hand. He did so and shuffled back, watching and jerking off his re-hardened cock as Kath got behind Sarah and fisted her arse with her juice slathered hand. Sarah was in ecstasy, moaning as Kath worked her fist up into her guts. As the two women continued, Mike got up behind Kath and stuffed his cock into her cunt.
“You’re gonna get a good fisting in a minute Auntie,” he whispered in her ear.
“Oh good,” she gasped, “Fuck, yes.”
Sure enough, after a few minutes they broke up, Sarah collapsing exhausted whilst Kath got on her knees and elbows. Mike tongued his aunt’s arse some more and was soon joined by Sarah, both of them dribbling over and snogging the arsehole that lay gaping and slick in front of them. It took little effort for Mike to push his fist up there, pulling it out and shoving it back in a few times whilst Kath bucked and screamed in pleasure.
“Oh God!” she cried, “Oh fuck, fist me. Fuck me! YES!”
“Wanna go Sarah?” asked Mike.
“Sure do,” she replied.
“Fist my cunt Mike,” Kath asked after her nephew had slithered his hand from out of her bowels, “I wanna be double fisted.”
Kath lay on her back with her legs up in the air and spread, Sarah getting between the legs and sucking on her fingers until they were nice and wet. Mike knelt to one side, fingering his aunt and frigging her clit. After Sarah had buried her fist in Kath’s anus, Mike began to push his hand into Kath’s cunt, the woman crying out even louder as both her orifices were attended to. Soon, both cunt and arsehole were deep-fisted, and Mike managed to keep himself buried to the wrist whilst edging up the bed a little and offering his cock to Kath’s mouth. She grabbed the raging hard prick and sucked on it as if her life depended on it, making loud smacking and slurping noises as she greedily deep-throated the boy, all the while her body wracked with orgasmic waves of delight from the double fisting.
That activity went on for ten-minutes, and afterwards Kath was exhausted. She lay on her back, getting her breath back, whilst Sarah got on her hands and knees on the other side of the bed, Mike getting in behind her to bugger the woman.
Once Kath had recovered she went over to the other two fuckers, laying down and sliding underneath Sarah so that the two women were in a sixty-nine. They lapped at each other’s cunts, buring their faces and sucking away, Mike meanwhile keeping up a steady pace as he fucked Sarah’s arse.
“Are you almost cumming Mike?” asked Sarah after a while, raising her face from Kath’s groin, her jaw and chin slathered in cunt-juice.
“Not yet,” Mike reassured her, “It won’t be far off yet.”
They opted for another change in position, this time Sarah retrieving one of the large strap-on dildos and fixing it onto her waist. She lay back and invited Kath to impale her cunt on the phallus, which she did without hesitation. With the dildo in her cunt, Kath leaned forward so that her arse-cheeks spread apart, her yawning anus pointing invitationally at Mike, who wasted no time in coming over and spearing his aunt’s bum.
For a while they fucked, Kath double-penetrated with a plastic and a real cock, driving her to another orgasm. Mike’s cum began to rise and he knew he couldn’t suppress it, so he pulled out and went up the bed and offered his arse-flavoured dick to Kath, who gripped it in her hand. She placed her mouth over the shiny, purple head, but she didn’t suck, merely kept her mouth over the dick whilst her small fist pumped the shaft. Soon, Mike was cumming, spewing into his aunt’s mouth. Kath didn’t swallow, merely let the cum well up in her mouth, even though it overflowed and dribbled down her chin. Depleted, Mike fell back and watched through half-shut eyes as Kath – still impaled on the dildo – leaned down and opened her mouth, the sperm running out and all over Sarah’s face. The older woman was delighted as the cum/saliva mix splattered over her, and soon the two women kissed hard, swapping cum back and forth before they swallowed a generous amount each.
After they’d recovered their breath, they all weakly staggered off the bed, a glance at the clock revealing they’d been fucking for almost three hours. No wonder they felt shattered. Sarah had a quick shower then invited her guests to as well before she went downstairs. By the time Mike and Kath returned, freshened up, to the bedroom, Sarah had made a snack for them all and opened a bottle of wine. They chatted and had a drink before all climbing under the huge, warm duvet and falling straight to sleep.

Sarah had a shift at a charity shop the next day, Sunday, and had to leave at eleven. Her, Kath and Mike all awoke at eight-thirty, so spent a good couple of hours fucking in a manner just as intensely as last night.
Finally, they were all dressed and Sarah – in a more sober set of clothes – was saying goodbye to Kath and Mike as they stood on the gravel driveway.
“So Claire’s coming home around lunctime yes?” Sarah asked.
“Yeah,” confirmed Kath, “Around one o’clock.”
“What time are you coming round to our house?” Mike asked, “I’m looking forward to a re-run of last night.”
“About seven o’clock,” Sarah replied, “It’d be best if we started early if Kath and your mum have to go to work tomorrow.”
“Oh don’t worry about that,” said Kath, “Me and Claire have agreed to phone in sick tomorrow. It’ll be no problem. We can fuck all night then. And Mike can miss school tomorrow aswell, we’ll just write him a sick-note”
They all kissed and said their goodbyes before Kath got into her car with Mike and drove away.
Sarah felt a shudder of excitement at the thought of last night, and all the fun to be had later As she turned back and walked to her house, her thoughts turned back to her son and the idea of seducing him somehow. Why not? He was single and good looking. Her boy, fucking her. It turned her on a lot. But any such adventures down that road would be far off; there was an incestuous threesome to join tonight.

Claire arrived home in good cheer, dumping her luggage in the hallway and accepting the affectionate greetings of her sister and son. They went to the living room where Claire sat on the sofa, in between the other two, and listened to Mike and Kath’s tales of what they’d been up to that weekend.
“So when she’s coming over here tonight then?” Claire asked.
“Yup,” confirmed Mike, “In about four or five hours. That’s why I haven’t insisted on giving you a welcome home fucking. We’re going to be up all night screwing with Sarah.”
“If we’re off work tomorrow,” began Kath, “pulling sickies, it should be an all nighter. Depending on our stamina of course.”
“Excellent,” declared Claire, “And don’t worry about stamina. I’ve been without sex for over thirty-two hours and I’m busting for a good hump.”
“Well, you’ll have to wait for tonight mum,” insisted Mike.
“In that case,” his mother said as she stood up, “If you want me, I’ll be upstairs having a lie down.”
She left the room, and Mike flicked on the TV. Without any effort, they settled back into the roles of a normal family, Mike flicking through the channels to find some football whilst Kath picked up a woman’s magazine from under the coffee table and sat back, casually stretching out and resting her feet on Mike’s lap. He stroked his Aunt’s white-sock clad feet as he settled down to watch telly.

Sarah held a bottle of wine as she waited on the doorstep. Only a short moment after she’d rang the bell, Mike – in his typically casual wear of faded jeans and a black T-shirt – opened the door.
“Whoa, you look hot,” he gasped.
“Thank you,” Sarah said. She wore a pair of white jeans and a white T-shirt so tight that her red bra underneath was easily visible. She stepped into the house and Mike closed the door behind her.
“Nice perfume,” he said. Sarah liked the boy’s compliments; he didn’t have any need to seduce Sarah, so gave out compliments that were both casual and genuine. She gave him a long kiss on the mouth and asked to meet the boy’s mum.
“This way,” said Mike, and lead his guest up the stairs.
The master bedroom was well lit and smelled perfumed from the incense that had been burnt there earlier that afternoon. The curtains remained open to display the horizon as the sky – slashed with thin clouds – steadily grew more orange as dusk approached.
Naturally, Sarah paid scant attention to the sunset as she entered the room after Mike, looking instead to the bed where Kath lay naked. Sarah looked over and saw who she assumed was Claire, sitting at the dressing table and just taking out her ear-rings. Once she’d done so she turned and flashed her cheery smile at Sarah.
“Hiya,” she greeted, “You must be Sarah.”
Claire, wearing nothing but a fluffy pink dressing gown and her hair still wet from a recent shower, stood up and walked to her visitor.
“And you must be Claire,” smiled Sarah, and the two women kissed as if they knew each other.
Claire admired Sarah’s body, quickly finding herself smitten by the tall, slender woman in front of her with the pleasing face and overtly sexual look in her eyes. Though she was never bothered about her age too much, Claire was pretty aware that she was now three years away from turning forty. Sarah, who she’d been told was forty-six, offered plenty of evidence that a woman’s looks and sexuality didn’t end after hitting the supposedly dreaded four-oh.
Meanwhile, Mike closed the door to the bedroom and started undressing.
“My son,” said Claire, proudly, “Keen as always. I am too of course. We’ve often liked the idea of being involved with someone else in our little orgies, but as what we’re doing is technically illegal it’s been difficult.”
“Well,” Sarah reassured her, “You don’t have to worry about me, I’m game for anything. I’ve been doing a fair amount of fucking these last years but I’ve never been as turned as I have by this set up. Kath’s all ready too.”
Kath grinned cheekily as she lay nude on the bed, soon joined there by her nephew, now fully undressed. His cock was almost fully stiff already, and Kath grabbed it and gently frigged the boy.
“I don’t think Mike’s mentioned you without also mentioning your breasts in the same sentence,” Sarah said as she reached out and undid Claire’s dressing gown belt, “and I must say they he wasn’t underestimating his praise.”
Claire stood proud as her gown flopped open and revealing her nakedness beneath, her large, wobbling tits exposed. Sarah placed her hands on those breasts and fondled them whilst licking her lips, before moving in to kiss Claire on the lips, the two of them soon descending into a passionate snog. Claire reached round and gently placed her hand on the back of Sarah’s neck as her tits were lovingly massaged and groped. Eventually, Sarah pulled away slightly and leaned down to suck hard on the other woman’s nipples, sucking each one until they were stiff as bullets. Then she knelt and hungrily slurped at Claire’s furry cunt, sliding her tongue in and out of the slit, whilst Claire shrugged off the dressing gown so that it landed in a heap behind her before running her hands through her lover’s light blonde hair as she moaned in pleasure.
Mike and Kath watched all this from the bed as they frigged each other. Kath soon shuffled down and took her nephew’s cock in her mouth and deep-throated him, Mike enjoying a nice, slurpy blow-job as he watched his mother get it on with another woman. Claire was now turning round and bending over with her hands on her knees, Sarah parting the arse cheeks presented to her and licking out the anus within. Once she’d given Claire a good rimming, she stood up and began hurridly stripping.
“Move over you two,” Claire said to her sister and son, “Make way.”
They did so, Kath getting on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed whilst Mike got behind her and cunt-fucked her doggy style. Next to them, Sarah – now naked – lay down on her back, Claire kneeling astride and kissing her body all over, sucking on Sarah’s nipples, running her tongue up her belly before moving to her cunt which she licked out as thoroughly as hers had been moments earlier.
Soon enough, Sarah turned onto her knees and elbows and moaned in pleasure as her arse was licked out, Claire pushing her tongue to the arsehole and gently easing it in, frigging her own cunt and simultanesouly frigging Sarah’s, which hung, dripping, beneath her tongue-impaled bum. Mike had a good view of this, and it inspired him to ease his prick from Kath’s cunt. After giving his Aunt’s bumhole a quick licking, he eased his slimy prick up there, buggering Kath whilst next to him his mother was strapping on a dildo which she proceeded to ease into Sarah’s rectum.
The two of them humped alongside each other, occasionally looking over at each other and smiling as mother and son both performed an act of buggery on a woman simultaneously, sometimes matching each other’s pace of thrusting.
Positions were swapped after a while, Claire now bent over and getting fucked, first vaginally then anally, by her dildo-wearing sister, whilst Mike was giving Sarah’s arse a good seeing to.
When they broke up after fifteen-minutes, Sarah suggested the next activity.
“I wanna see Mike fuck you Claire,” she insisted, “I want to see a lad bugger his own mum.” Briefly, her own son’s image entered her mind, which excited her more so.
“Think you can do that sweetheart?” asked Claire, grinning and getting down on all fours.
“Sure can mummy dearest,” laughed Mike, and got up behind his mum and wobbled his thick rod between those bare buttocks. Sarah got on her knees next to Claire, watching intently as, slowly and steadily, Mike began to ease his prick into his mother’s anus, Sarah immersed in the sight of Claire’s rectum steadily swallowing up the boy’s prick. Kath kept herself busy by thrusting the dildo she’d just fucked her sister with up Sarah’s arsehole, which only added to the woman’s joy.
“God I’ve missed this arse,” Mike panted, “Even after a day-and-a-half, I’ve missed it mum.”
“Oh fuck me sweety,” gasped Claire, “Fuck my arsehole!”
“Fuck me Kath,” Sarah was intoning as she frigged her cunt, “God fuck me!”
Sweat beginning to run down her forehead, Kath held Sarah firmly by the waist as she slammed the dildo back and forth, smiling triumphantly as she bought the woman to a wonderfully audible orgasm. She wasn’t finished yet though, and after easing the dildo from Sarah’s arsehole she pushed straight back into her cunt, Sarah panting with pleasure once more. Mike slid his prick from his mum’s rectum and offered it to Sarah, who sucked hard on the cock, slurping noisily before helping the boy guide it back into Claire’s bum.
“Cum on your mum’s tits darling,” ordered Sarah, “I want to lick it all off.”
“No probs Sarah,” said Mike, “I think I’ll fuck your butt before I do though.”
The four of them split up, and sweaty limbs waved in the air as they scrambled over each other on the bed to adjust positions. Finally, Sarah was laying on her back with her arse propped up on a pillow. She held her shins as she pulled her legs up to her chest and closed her eyes, feeling the delightful sensation of Mike’s hard prick pushing it’s way past her sphincter and into the depths of her rectal passage. Next to them, Kath and Claire were in a sixty-nine, lapping each other’s cunts out and fingering their arseholes. Kneeling in front of Sarah, Mike gripped the woman’s ankles and parted her legs, so that he could watch the look of orgasmic joy on her face as she was sodimized deeply. It occured to Mike that they should do something that would involve them all, so once they had shifted again, a daisy-chain was hastily built. Mike was on the end, stuffing his cock into Kath’s arsehole, his aunt wearing a dildo that was fed up Sarah’s arse who, finally, dildo-fucked in the arse Claire. The four bodies humped and ground together as one. The pace occassionally varied down the line, causing some confusion and more than one case of cocks – both plastic and real – popping out of bottoms, but it didn’t seem to bother the four merry fuckers. In fact, it was the light-heartedness of the other three that made Sarah feel she’d met her ideal companions. Some of the women Sarah had fucked had been talking of relationships and committment, whilst the men often took it too seriously, feeling there was some macho obligation to show off how well they could perform. Couples from contact mags could be boring too; one pair submitting a formal list of sexual acts they did and didn’t want to do. Sarah hadn’t bothered meeting up with them.
However, these three seemed perfect for Sarah. Neither Kath, Claire or Mike seemed to have any inhibitions. And furthermore they didn’t fuck to show how much they loved each other as a family, as one might have thought. They loved each other conventionally anyway, beyond the bedtime antics, and merely fucked because it was damn good fun. Sarah felt she’d be seeing a lot of this incestuous trio, whilst at the same that trio were realising that Sarah would be a perfect addition to their orgies.
Shorlty, Kath was laying back, still wearing a strap on, and her sister lay on top of her, facing upwards with the plastic prick in her butt. After briefly fucking his mother’s juicy cunt, Mike knelt next to Claire and was skillfully jerked off by Sarah, her slender fingers gripping the hard shaft as she snapped his foreskin back and forth. The raging purple head of Mike’s prick bulged, his eye’s rolled back and his cries rose in volume. Finally, his sperm shot out in thick wads that seemed to go on forever, Sarah pumping the youthful cock in her hands whilst watching gleefully as Sarah’s big titties were splashed and wadded with sticky semen.
Once the sperm fountain had ceased, Sarah licked Claire’s tits, occasionally transferring cum from her mouth to Claire’s, Kath underneath all the whiet gently fucking the dildo upwards into her sister’s butt. Though his orgasm had been powerful, Mike knew his cock would be ready for action again soon, so got behind Sarah and started to slide his tongue into the woman’s rectum.
Fisting was next on the menu. Claire was eager to have a go, but sat back and watched her sister go first. Sarah cunt-fisted Kath, getting her hand slimy with juices, before Kath got down with her arse in the air. Mike stuffed his prick into his mother’s arse as the pair of them watched, transfixed, as Sarah’s fist was steadily pushed in and up Kath’s butt. Mike fisted her next, and finally Claire, who was dildo-fucked in the arse by Sarah whilst she buggered her own sister with her fist. Repeating last night’s fun, Kath then had Mike fist her arse whilst Claire fisted her cunt, Kath crying out as orgasms ripped through her body.
Sarah’s arse took her companion’s fists next, and she too was subjected to simultaneous cunt and arse-fistings. Finally, Claire was on hands and knees.
First, Mike fisted his mother’s cunt, frequently pulling out and fingering and rubbing the anus to slick it up even more than it already was. He had no problem slipping two finger’s into his mum’s arse, or three, so he went for all four fingers and thumb.
“Be gentle,” Sarah warned as she watched on, “But don’t hold back too much.”
Claire was panting loudly and felt her body quivering with pleasure as her son’s hand steadily worked it’s way past her sphincter, finally popping through.
“Oh fuck that’s good,” she moaned, “That’s fucking good Mikey, sweetheart. Oh yes!”
Eventually, Mike removed his hand then clenched his fist, which he reinserted into his mother’s arsehole, accompanied by more shouts of pleasure. Meanwhile, whilst fisting his mum, Mike had turned his body slightly to enable him to push his cock into his aunt’s pussy at the same time.
Sarah and Kath took their turns fisting Claire’s bum, after which the all three women had a second round, Mike happily moving about the bed and shoving his cock up any anus that appeared to be otherwise unnocupied.
All four were slippery with sweat and tired when the clock hit 9:00PM, and Mike’s prick was still rock hard, slightly reddened and soiled from having been pushed in and out of cunts and arseholes dozens of times since it’s last orgasm.
“Time for a finale,” he said, feeling fatigue tugging at him.
“What do you want to do honey?” asked his mother.
“Something special,” grinned Mike.
He directed the four women, first positioning Kath on her back with her legs spread and raised, exposing her yawning arsehole. Claire was on her hands and knees over her sister, positioned slightly forwards so that her heavy tits dangled down into her Kath’s face. Kneeling in front of this arrangement, Mike pushed his prick up Kath’s rectum then steadily inserted his slimy right fist up his mother’s. Finally, he had Sarah stand over the other two women, facing away from Mike. It was a little difficult for her to find a place to stand, with the writhing limbs and shiny, sweaty torsos beneath her, but eventually Sarah managed it, bending over and placing her hands on her knees with her arse in Mike’s face. Raising his left arm, Mike steadily pushed his free fist up into Sarah’s cunt, buring it to the wrist in the hot, tight confines between the woman’s legs. Finally, he leaned forwards and kissed Sarah’s anus before roughly shoving his tongue up there.
He was proud of the set-up he’d created, all three women gasping in pleasure as they were all seen to by the boy. Sarah was being lovingly cunt fisted whilst the 14-year-old’s tongue wiggled and thrashed it’s way into her rectum. Claire had her son’s fist gently twisting round one way, then the other, in her arse whilst her sister sucked hard on her nipples. Finally, as Kath suckled on Claire’s tits, her nephew’s cock was drilling into her bowels. She could actually feel the boy’s prick swell up when he finally approached orgasm ten minutes later, and her guts were flooded with sperm. With his face buried in Sarah’s arse, Mike’s cries of delight were muffled, and he felt one of the most powerful climaxes of his life as his cum pumped out whilst his prick was gripped by Kath’s sphincter.
It took a few moments for them all to break up from the position and finally sprawl out on the bed, limbs intwined, Mike resting his head on his mothers belly whilst Sarah and Kath lay in each other’s arms. It didn’t take long for the musky room to be filled with the sound of snoring as the foursome plunged into well deserved sleep, dreaming of the fun they’d have tomorrow, and beyond.
It’d been four years since Sarah had fully flung herself into her mission of filling her widowhood with as many sexual adventures as possible, whilst five months had passed since Kath and Claire had seduced Mike. But all of them knew, as they slept, that the real fun was only just beginning.

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Chronical Chapter II

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Chapter Two-Linda

I found another girl, Linda, a very petite little thing, at a local club. She had raven black hair, about shoulder length, nice apple sized tits, and a pretty ass. I soon discovered she was a true Blow-Job Queen. I mean, this babe could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. I liked to get both of us about half drunk, take her home with me, and keep her sucking for as long as I could last. Sometimes, this was a long time. She always wanted me to fuck her, and I did, a few times, but she wasn’t Cindy, and the first time I suggested fucking her in the ass, she got dressed and left in a huff. Said I was weird.
Linda came back, after two or three days, and I continued to get great blow-jobs, so-so pussy, and no ass fucking. I missed Cindy, but wasn’t about to give in.
One day, Linda came over with some pot. I had smoked before, but was not really into it. She kept on, wanting me to smoke with her, and I finally gave in and toked up with her. Smoking weed got us both really, really horny. I sat on the couch, bare-ass naked, and Linda sat on the floor, naked too, and between tokes, I had her head on my dick. I would cram her head down until her lips were tasting hair, hold it there, and then let her up and give her a toke off a joint. After the joints were smoked, Linda would eat the roach. Then, I would pull her head down in my crotch and throat fuck her some more. Finally, I stood up over her, and with a handful of hair and ears in each hand, face fucked her as rough as I could, until I shot a huge load of cum all the way down her throat. She swallowed every drop.
Later, after we had rested some, Linda told me she didn’t mind being throat-fucked, just take it easy on the hair and ears, Okay? I said okay, and she suggested I hold her head with both hands behind her neck, and rape her mouth that way. I said I would try it, and that usually worked out fairly well, but I still got carried away sometimes and got her by the hair. I did leave her ears alone, though.
One night, Linda and I had gotten fairly drunk, and went to my house to smoke pot and give head. I was fairly high, and she was too, so I managed to go and go and go, without getting off. Finally, Linda came up for air and said we had to do something else, she couldn’t handle any more. Since we were already naked, I rolled her over on the floor and started to fuck her doggy style. She moaned and shook, and said that she had never done it that way. I continued to go deep into her from behind, and finally managed to cum. I don’t know how many times Linda got off, but she said she got multiple orgasms.
We staggered into the bedroom, and both fell asleep on my bed. Later, I was awakened by the sound of the shower running. Fully awake, with love juices all over me, I decided to join Linda in the shower. She was pleasantly surprised, and between washing her, and her washing me, I got hard again, and bent her over in the shower. We fucked, with the warm water running over us, for what seemed like a long time. Linda stood up, and I slipped out of her, (she was never the tightest pussy around). I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me, and I started to fuck her up against the tile corner of the shower. She was wet, slippery, still a little soapy, and I had a hard time holding on to her. Then, my dick slipped out of her, and trying to get back in, I put it in her ass. Now, Linda’s asshole was entirely different from her somewhat loose pussy. I mean, it was tight. I was pushing up, and she was coming down, and I was right up her ass before she or I realized it. She bounced up, trying to get off my dick, and I shoved her back down, which put me all the way up her pretty little brown hole. She kept trying to get off, but all she succeeded in doing was giving both of us a wild butt-fucking ride. After more than a few deep thrusts, she quit struggling to escape, and started to enjoy this new sensation. Her squeals turned into moans, and her protests became:
“Don’t stop. Oh, don’t stop. Do me baby, do me deeper. Do my ass. Oh, God that hurts. Don’t stop, it hurts so good. Oh, fuck me, baby, fuck me deep.” I tried my best to accommodate her. I kept pumping up into her ass until I came, and then for a few more strokes. I just didn’t want to quit!
Then, I finally had to let her down, and we Ankara escort showered off and went back to bed. She snuggled her cute little body up against me, and we went to sleep with none of her holes still virgin. Later, when we got up and made coffee, she confessed to me that she had always wanted to try anal, but was afraid it would hurt. She said it did hurt, but wanted to try it again. I said I would be glad to try her little ass again, but we would use KY and I would do her doggy-style next time. She agreed, and even offered to get the KY jelly. How good a little girl is that?
A couple of days later, I stopped by to see Linda after work (she was a waitress), and found her with a new, short haircut. She looked pretty and sexy in her new short style. I asked if she wanted to come over when she got off. She did, and whispered that she had KY and wanted to suck my dick. I got a pretty good hard-on just watching her walk around tables, knowing she was bending over just because my eyes were glued on her ass.
Later that night, after I had throat-fucked Linda long, hard and deep, I also found out her short hair was just right to get hold of in the back, and on top, when I wanted to hold her head down on my dick. She gave in and said the hair didn’t hurt, just don’t grab the ears. Okay!
Later, when we were lying on the couch, I was playing with her nipples and tits. I rubbed her pussy a little bit, and asked her if she had ever thought about shaving her pussy. She said she hadn’t but I could if I liked it that way. I got her up, took her in the bathroom, and after a brief shower and pussy hair wetting, proceeded to shave her completely. She enjoyed being shaved, and really liked being rubbed down and massaged with baby oil after it was done. One thing led to another, and I took her in the bedroom and started to fuck her doggy-style. After a bit, I started rubbing baby oil on her little brown rosebud, and when I had it lubed up, pulled out and probed her ass with my dick. She tensed up, and then asked me to go easy. I pushed a little more, and then she relaxed a little, and I was in her. She was incredibly tight back there, and still a little tense, but I kept pulling out and pushing in really easy until I finally pushed all the way in, and was right up against her little ass, with my balls slapping her pussy. I pulled and pushed until she started to relax some, then pulled almost out and shoved right back in. Now Linda was getting into being fucked in the ass, and started to push back against me. What with the earlier blow-job, and the lube in her tight little rosebud, I wasn’t about to cum anytime soon. Linda was babbling and begging; “OH shit stop, no don’t stop, fuck my ass, go deeper, Oh God it hurts, fuck me baby, fuck my asshole, Oh my God!” I pounded into her tight little asshole for what seemed like an hour, and several times felt her shudder and moan in orgasm. I finally got my nut, and spewed what felt like a gallon of come into her insides.
One night Linda came over sometime after 11:00, and we took a shower together, and were just lounging around, smoking a joint, letting her relax a little after work. I was drinking red wine, and she was drinking Dr. Pepper, as she said she had to go home sometime later, and couldn’t handle smoking, drinking and driving. She lived quite a ways from my apartment. So, while we were “getting in the mood”, I was laid back on the couch, and Linda was cuddled up between my legs while we shared a joint. I got her to take off my towel and pull out my dick, which was always more fun when she did it than when I did, and she was toking the joint and going down on me while she held the smoke. Not bobbing up and down, just taking most all of my dick in her mouth and swirling her tongue around. Or, just taking in the head, and licking, sucking, swirling that tongue until she had to exhale. I undressed her too, because I always liked to feel her up while she was giving me head, playing with her tits, pulling her nipples, fingering her clit, or her little brown hole, and rubbing between her legs to check out if she need shaving. This night, after she had smoked her first joint, she continued her oral exploration, holding my shaft in her hand and running her tongue up and down the underside. Then swirling her tongue around the head some more. Ankara escort bayan Then, she lifted my dick, and started to lick my balls. She had never done that before, but she kept on licking, going lower, then back for a sudden plunge down the shaft, then back under my ball sac. I raised my ass to give her better access, wanting to see how far this was going. She got lower and lower, finally got down to the point she was licking between my balls and my asshole. She licked that for a while, then took me in her mouth for a few long and slow up and down, deep throating without any help from my hand. Then, back under the ball sac for some more licking. Suddenly, she started licking my asshole, and I nearly popped a nut right then. No one had ever done that before. I got somewhat under control, determined that when I came, it was going to be down her throat, but then she stuck her tongue in my ass! I thought I was going to shoot off right then, and don’t know how I kept from it. She had her tongue smooth up my asshole, and was frenching it in and out. I wanted to enjoy the sensation, but just could not hold it any longer. I grabbed all of that short black hair I could get in one hand, dragged her head up, and shoved my dick down her hot throat, almost tonsil deep. I exploded in her mouth like a Fourth of July Roman candle, and just kept shooting, and shooting, and shooting. She was grinning at me when I finally released her hair and let her off my still twitching dick.
“I take it you liked that?” she asked.
“Oh my Gawd, woman. Where did you learn that?”
“I read a lot. I wanted to try it on someone, and you were available.” She grinned a pixie grin at me, and I managed to sit up and recover enough to take her in my arms and cuddle her up. She never made it home that night, and awoke in my arms next morning. I don’t know how, but I woke up with a hard-on, and we had a good early morning romp on the couch before she flew out the door.
The next night, when Linda came over after work, to unlax and take a shower, I joined her under the spray, soaped her little body down, shampooed her short hair, shaved her legs, pits and pubes, and dried her with a big, fluffy towel. Then I sat her on the couch, and rubbed her down with baby oil on all he recently shaved areas. She was smoking a joint and purring by the time I was through massaging her.
“What part of me do you enjoy the most?” She suddenly asked.
Careful of what I said, I fell back on “I dunno. All of you.” I really couldn’t make a decision between her talented tongue and her tight little ass, but thought I better not say that. “You are an enjoyable little pixie all over.” (She loved being called a pixie, but threw a fit about Little Bit, Half Pint, Short Stuff, or Sexy Midget. Go figure.)
“I think you like my super duper, extra special, all the way, extra pickles, blow-job the best.” She said. “So…… I’m saving that just for you, since I never did one for anybody else, anyway. But I also think you like filling my little ass up with cum, too. Another thing I never did with anybody else, and I’m saving just for you.”
This was about the most serious talk Linda and I had ever had, so I wondered where this was leading. Nowhere, it turned out. She started an oral outrage on my freshly washed dick, which soon turned to an assault on her little brown rosebud, well lubed with baby oil, on the living room carpet. Later, as we were waking up by dawn’s early light, she continued her oral antics until I pumped more cum down her throat than I thought possible. I would have thought I had been drained to the last drop in her asshole the night before.
I was fairly well satisfied, rocking along, fucking Linda at every opportunity, and having enough variety to keep me satisfied, but for some insane reason, I still missed Cindy. I don’t know why, but I still thought about her a lot, when not around Linda.
One night, I was sitting on the couch, getting a blow-job from Linda. She had just come by after work, said she had to get home, but would give me a quick one. Then the phone rang. I don’t know why I picked that damned thing up, but I did.
“Just wondered if you might want to make me squeal like a pig?” Cindy asked.
“Not tonight. Take two aspirin and call me in the morning.” I hung up the phone and re-positioned Escort Ankara Linda’s hot little mouth onto my unsatisfied hard-on. After I shot off into her mouth, Linda asked “And just who might that have been, at midnight?” She was really pissed.
“Just an old ex, drunk and wanting something she can’t have, because I’ve got you, Pixie.” I said, even though I was mentally cursing Cindy’s timing.
“She better stay sober and off the phone, is all I have to say.” Linda was still pissy, gathering up and re-arranging her waitress uniform.
“I will pull that bitch’s hair out.” She glared at me!
“Hey, Half-Pint! I can’t control who calls, or when. Ain’t my fault.” Still glaring, Linda departed in a huff. Oh well, she will cool down in a day or two, I thought. Or I will go see her and beg forgiveness, when I get horny again. Then Cindy called again.
“Good Morning! I took the two aspirin, and they didn’t do a thing for being horny.” Cindy was in a flippant mood, apparently.
“So, what would?” I asked.
“You could. Spank my butt and make me squeal like a pig. I miss that.” Now she sounds a little wistful.
“I thought you were the one that wanted two at a time. One in each hole, and get it on.”
“That didn’t work out so well.” She tells me.
“I really don’t care to hear the dirty details.” I said. “But…did you really try that?”
“Yes. I won’t tell you the who part, but I will tell you that it wasn’t what I thought it would be. I got fucked in both holes at once, and I’ve had better sex with my fingers. They just fucked me and left me, no frills, NO after play, and not much foreplay. I won’t make that mistake again.” (She later married one of the guys that double teamed her, years afterward.)
“So, why are you calling me?” I asked. “I won’t do a double team, and I found a new girl that gives blow-jobs. All the way.”
“Oh.” Now she really sounds wistful. “Does she like to be tied up? Or spanked? Is there anything you miss that we used to do?”
Actually, there were a few things, but I was not about to make this easy for Cindy. I was twitching a little bit, thinking about spanking her ass, and how hot her front and rear holes were, and how tight.
“Don’t know. This is a different relationship, different deal, you know.”
“Think about this.” She said. “If you want to try me again, anything goes. Even that.”
“I’ll think about it.” I said. Really I was getting a semi-boner at the idea. I wanted to mouth fuck her because I never had. Just one time.
“Please,… Don’t think too long. I really need my ass blistered, and other things. Call it guilt, or just because I like it and no one else ever did it, I want that. Call me.” And with that, she hung up.
Linda didn’t show up that night, and didn’t answer her phone, either. I thought about calling Cindy, then said to hell with it, and slept a restless sleep until time to go to work. After I got off, I stopped in to drink a cup of coffee with Linda, and she was her usual cheerful self, flirting and bending over, rubbing her apple tits on my arm, and whispering about coming over when she got off at eleven o’clock.
Linda showed up about eleven fifteen, and I all but dragged her through the door, kissed her all over as I undressed her, and carried her into the bedroom. She sucked on my dick for a few minutes, then, I bundled her into the bed, pushed a pillow under her ass, and slowly fucked her to several orgasms. I cuddled her up, and we went to sleep in each other’s arms. She woke me about three o’clock, dressed and ready to go. Said she would see me tomorrow night.
The next night, Linda showed up about 11:30, and was already pretty well stoned, from an after work joint with the night crew. After a little show of reluctance, and a brief wrestling match, we ended up with her on her knees in a corner and me with my dick in her mouth, and two handfuls of short black hair. I face-fucked her for a long time, ignoring garbled protests, and would stop, without pulling out of her mouth, when I got close to shooting off. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and Linda started in with some tongue action, so I pushed down her throat as far as I could get, and spurted in her mouth until I was drained. I staggered off to bed, and Linda stayed around long enough to bitch at me about “just using her.”
I tried to call Linda the next morning, but got no answer. Same thing that afternoon, and when I called her at work, heard her tell someone that she was “too busy to talk.” OK, ….I can take a hint.

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Harley Screwed_(0)

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This was one of three Halloween stories I did at the same time. The theme was things that you are afraid of or terrified of. I am not a fan of rape so this was a first for me to write.

I stretched my five foot, eight inch body as I walked out the back door of the building I was working in. Groaning as my back made a few popping sounds. Shaking my head I cleared the brown hair that had fallen out of place in my face. Walking to my car I sighed, consigning myself to the fact that I would be alone for another weekend.

Maybe I thought, I ought to try out the bar scene again? No, the last time it had ended in total disaster. True I was a glutton for punishment at times. Being laughed at twice in bed, my bed for the same thing kept me far from that.

I had just reached my Toyota Celica when I stopped hearing a sound. Looking around, I didn’t see anything or anyone. Shrugging I opened the door sliding into the driver’s seat. Suddenly I heard a low laugh that started to pick up in volume.

A hand suddenly covered my mouth as I felt something cold and metal at the back of my neck. “You’re not the best looking but…” I felt, then saw a slender hand, then arm reach down my body to my crotch. “Ummm! I think I like this one puddin!”

A male’s voice started to laugh, an almost insane sounding laugh. “Damn babe, you always like the ugliest ones. Ok,” that’s when I heard and felt the taser as my body started to convulse the current running through me. “Hurry up, that won’t hold him long. It’s time we had some fun!”

I jerked awake not knowing where I was or how long I’d been there. Then to my horror I found that I couldn’t move my arms and legs! Again I heard two voices that seemed to be discussing me! Then I realized that I didn’t have a stitch of clothing on! Then further horror I was laid out spread eagle on a bed.

“Ok puddin, just like last time. If he can get me off we let him go with a bad headache.” I heard the female say.

“Agreed, I still get to fuck his ass with your toy.” The male voice was saying. It was at that moment that I heard a click then a very loud humming or buzzing.

I heard footsteps then I felt a hand go around my dick. Opening my eyes I gasp as I was staring up at Harley Quinn! Oh shit! I was a dead mother fucker! “Puddin at least put some lube on it before you do that! You dry screwed the last one just as I was starting to get off! That wasn’t fair!”

“As much as you like getting off with this, I get off on killing them! The last one was so tasty when he was screaming while I was cutting his balls off, slowly! Ha, ha, ha! It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Hurry up get started all ready, I’m anxious to start carving!” şişli bayan escort The male voice said.

Harley looked up at me seeing that I was awake. “Oh good you’re awake! Now we can have lots of fun!” Licking her lips she took the huge mallet off her shoulder, dropping it on the floor. With a laugh she opened her mouth taking all of my seven and a half inches down her throat. Suffice it to say I was hard in no time despite the threat of death hanging over me.

Getting up, Harley quickly shucked her clothes rubbing her bare sex. Positioning above my dick she swiftly drove herself all the way down my shaft. With a squeal she settled on my lap. “Ready?” I heard a male voice say. Then I saw movement as the Joker came into my line of sight! Oh dear god! He had a HUGE vibrating dildo in his hands! What was he going… ?

“Go for it puddin!” I heard Harley say then I felt something pressing in my sphincter. Laughing like the maniacal mad man he is, I felt the pressure increase then I felt the huge dildo start to invade my ass! Oh shit! I felt like my ass was being spilt open. Screaming out I tried to move up and away only to find that Harley’s body was keeping me basically still. “More puddin! That helped a lot!”

Laughing harder I felt the Joker shove even harder driving more and more into my rectum! Oh god I was going to pass out! The pain was beyond anything I’d ever felt! Laughing more the Joker was still shoving it into me! “Take it boy! I know you like it, scream for me! Let me hear those delicious cries of pain and suffering!” With a final thrust I felt as if the damn dildo was about to come out my mouth! Screaming louder I heard the Joker groan in pleasure.

“Oh puddin that’s it! I think we finally found the one! My god! He’s filling me! More puddin do it again!” I heard Harley say as she started to pant.

The Joker laughed low as I felt the dildo pulled out partially then thrust back in all the way! Again I screamed at the searing, burning, ass splitting pain that rocked my body. Again I heard the Joker groan out in pleasure. Then I heard him start to pant, grunting as he turned the dildo on. “Take it all boy! Your screams are making me … Yes! I’m finally cumming!”

I felt Harley moving faster and faster panting out short breaths. Then suddenly I felt her tighten up feeling as if her vagina was going to rip my dick off!

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Then she collapsed on me breathing hard. A few minutes later she sat up licking my face. I tried to move away from her but was still immobile with a huge vibrating dildo in my ass. Finally unable to take any more I passed out.

I wasn’t sure how long I was out when I awoke next. I was still naked but I was no longer spread eagled and tied down. ‘Damn,’ I thought, ‘I’m not dead?’ Looking şişli escort around I saw I was in a room with a metal door and not a lot more.

I looked at the door as it started to open, Harley Quinn, stark naked walked in! What in the hell was going on?

“Ah! Good you’re awake again. You did real damn good today. That’s the reason you’re still alive. You made my puddin cum along with me. Puddin hasn’t in a long time; he’s out taking a few things. This is for you,” She said indicating a huge tray of food that she sat in front of me. “You need to eat up; you’re going to need your strength.”

“I thought you were going to let me go.” I said through almost cracked lips.

“Well…” Harley said thinkiung. “We might one year but not right now! Oh! This is for your ass!” She handed me a large tube of something that was called astro glide. “It will help you take the toys that puddin uses on you.” Leaning down she slapped me on my face. “Don’t get too comfortable! You don’t make me cum just once and I’ll be the one carving on your dick and balls. Might even stuff them and hang them between my breasts!”

Here she pushed her chest out was showing off her naked 34c’s. Then she reached over and slapped me even harder. “What have I done now?” I asked.

“Nothing, like a good fuck toy you need to be taught. Remember get me off or we both will have fun cutting the shit out of you!” Harley told me. “These you might get to touch them one day IF you are lucky!” Then she spun around.

With that she left the room growling at me that I needed to eat. The Joker was out and would return soon. Since he and she had both cum they were good for almost a week. Barely enough time for my ass and dick to heal.

Every day Harley came in slapping me telling me to eat, warning me that I was dead if I didm’t make her cum. Shaking my head I was afraid that soon I really would be dead. It was strange that no one had found us yet. I thought I would be missed from work. Sadly I heard nothing, then again knowing Joker and Quinn we were underground.

A week to the day, I awoke in the room as Joker came in to get me. “Alright boy, it’s time to have fun again! Scream for me like a little girl! Your screams were so stimulating! I want to hear more!” With that he grabbed my dick twisting it hard to the side causing me to scream. “Um so good!” I heard him say then I saw that his pants were starting to tent. “Good job boy! Keep this up and I might let you have a drink from it!”

Moving close he started to rub his crotch on my face. Grabbing one of my nipples twisting it cruelly hard left and right, making me whimper and him groan again.

Taking me out of the room I was again tied to the bed spread eagled. Quickly both Harley and the Joker stripped naked.

“Ohh puddin! Did he excite you that much?” Harley mecidiyeköy escort said panting a bit. I looked over and saw that the Joker was by far larger and harder than I was.

I decided right then and there I would do nothing, let them kill me! I was through being their sex toy! Brave thoughts when my damn body was reacting to what I was seeing. “Hold him tight baby, I think I might be able to this time then we can try the new toy!”

“Ok puddin!” Harley said as they both untied me then Harley lay down. Joker pushed me on top of her then re-tied my arms. Taking my dick he put it in Harley then I thought he left. That was until I felt his cock enter my ass sliding in easily. Trying to get away from the invader, I once again was thrusting into Harley. “Oh yes puddin do it!”

I felt the Joker at my ear as I heard him say, “you’re my good little bitch. Feel me deep in you, soon, you’ll feel my cum right where it belongs! All the way as deep as I can go in your ass, you’re mine! Get used to it we are going to fuck you every day, my little bitch ass cunt! Remember you better get her off, ass cunt or you’re dead!”

As Joker started to pound my ass harder, I began to scream as he swelled even larger in me. “Oh puddin that’s it! Yes! Yes! Yes! Harder baby make him go harder!”

Both of them were panting hard as I was pressing harder and faster into Harley. The pain, oh god the pain!

Then Harley screamed out as she tightened around me squeezing me even harder. That’s when I felt the Joker thrust in as far as he could emptying his balls deep in me. I screamed again as his semen was painfully hot in me then I passed out again.

I seemed to drift in and out of consciousness finally opening my eyes. Startled I looked around the room I was in. What was going on? This was a hospital, how did I end up here? Looking near the window I thought I saw a dark figure then it vanished!

A moment later a doctor came in looking at my chart then ordering the nurse to take samples.

“Do you know where you are?” The doctor asked.

“I think the hospital.” I said after a moment.

“Yes, you were found unconscious. It appeared that you had been severely molested. You had burns in your rectum though not serious enough to threaten your life. Can you remember what happened to you?” The man asked.

I opened my mouth to speak then snapped it shut. I was drawing a blank about what had happened to me. “No I can’t doctor, the last thing I remember was leaving work.

“Yes, well that was over three weeks ago. We’ll keep you here until we are sure you are clear.” The man responded.

I nodded as the man left the room. Laying there I again tried to remember what had happened to me. All I could see was a white faced man, a woman with a mallet plus a lot of sex. Damn I needed sex I was about to go nuts laying her. I needed to get laid soon. Sighing I knew I had to wait.
I wondered if I could hook up at one of the clubs. The sooner the better.

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A Whore gets Punished

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She hesitated outside the door for a moment, before knocking lightly.

“Enter.” a voice commanded, and she did. The room was dimly lit, she could just barely make out his shape perched on the edge of the bed.

“Kneel.” Anna swollowed nervously, then obeyed. The steel in his voice didn’t give room for much else. She rested on her knees, across the room in the dark. Waiting. Time seemed to tick by, and every second she grew more nervous, more regretful of this decision. Twice she parted her lips to say something, to back out, or ask what he wanted, but both times she decided against it and kept her silence.
Finally he spoke again.

“Come here.” Anna went to rise from her knees, and his voice cut harshly through the room-
“Did I say to stand?” She froze, and then uncertainly kneeled back down.

“Crawl.” This order was issued with a kind of bemused arrogance that stung her pride even more than the words he spoke. But she swallowed that bitter feeling down and crawled slowly across the room, until she was kneeling just before him.

“Back straight. Head down. Do not look at me unless I say otherwise.” She didn’t reply, but did as he asked. The shocking sting of his hand across her face ripped a cry from her lips. Her eyes welled up with tears, head shot up to stare incredulously at him.

“When I give you a command, you reply ‘yes sir’. Understand?” She almost nodded, then caught herelf and replied,
“Yes sir.”

“Good. Now lower your fucking gaze and lick my cock like a good little slut.” Immediately she leaned forward, grasping his cock in her right hand, eager to get this over with. Before she could sweep her tongue across the swollen head, the crack of his hand on her face filled the room again, harder this time.

“Ow!” she cried out, rubbing her cheek.

“That hurt!”

“It’s supposed to. Did I tell you to use your hands?”

“N-no.” she replied with a small sob, then quickly corrected herself as his hand raised again.
“I mean no Sir.”

“You will do what I say, when I say, and nothing else. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”

“Now lick my cock.” Grudgingly she resumed, using only her tongue to bathe the length of his rigid shaft. His cock was hard and thick, and surprisingly big. Maybe fucking him wouldn’t be so bad after all. Most of the guys she visited had small penises that delivered hesitant erratic thrusts. At least this guy was hung.

Suddenly he took her hair in his fists and drove deep into her mouth, filling her throat. Instinctively she tried to pull away, but he held her in place, rocking her head back and fourth, fucking her throat so deep that breathing wasn’t an option.

Relax, he’s not going to kill you. He’ll let you breath eventually. Relax. Just let him do it. This was her mantra, this was what kept her from panicking as the lack of oxygen set in and everything started to feel distant and far away. Just when she thought she might actually faint, he let go and she pulled away ghasping, drool dripping down her chin. He let her recover for a moment, but the instant her breathing became more regular, he siezed her hair by the roots and began feeding Ankara escort her his cock again.

“That’s a good little slut. Suck it. Suck it for your master, you don’t need air, you need my come don’t you?” She focused on sucking, on caressing his cock with her tongue, and on catching tiny snatches of breath anytime he pulled back far enough.

This was nothing like any of her previous clients. When she heard that he liked to be in control, she’d expected there to be a few light spankings and maybe some furry novelty handcuffs. Not this brutal face fucking, not the sharp slaps her delivered, or the fingers that were delving into her dress to pinch and twist her nipples until they burned with agony. She told herself she would get through it. He was just an asshole on a power trip. He’d probably start out with a lot of energy, but fizzle out quickly. Then she’d get her money and never come back.
But oh god did it hurt when he pulled her up by her hair and slapped her across the face for a third time. Her cheek was on fire.

“Take off the dress. Lay down.”

After what must have been twenty minutes of recieving deep throated goodness, he wasn’t even out of breath. She almost questioned her oral skills for a moment as she stood and pulled the dress up over her head, but then she decided he must just be struggling to sound in control. Guys like this got off on control.

She stood before him, head still lowered. She was dying to know what he looked like, but the dim lighting and order to keep her head lowered were working against her. She sprawled out on the bed in an alluring position.

“I don’t want your whore poses slut. On your back. Hands above your head.”

“Are you-” she began, but was immediately interrupted with a growl:

“Shut the fuck up and do what I said or you’ll be punished.” That was incentive enough for her to obey. If slapping her and pinching her nipples were foreplay she didn’t want to know what punishment was, so she assumed the position. Immediately he pulled some rope from a previously unseen bag and moved to wrap it around her wrists with quick practiced motions. Soon she was secured to the bars of the headboard.

“Spread your legs.” she did, ready for him to fall on top of her and spend himself. Instead he picked up the bag again. She aquinted in the darkness to see what he pulled from it; what looked like a sleeping mask. He slipped it over her head and she descended into complete blackness.

“I…I can’t see you.” she whispered nervously, licking her lips.

“Good. Don’t speak unless I address you first.” She felt the bed give under the weight of his body, as he kneeled betwen her legs. Fingers traced up her thigh in slow circular patterns, up, up, until he spread her pussy.

“As of right now you belong to me,” he spoke casually as he found her clit and began stroking it. Anna was very particular about her clit, she needed just the right amount of pressure or it was uncomfortable, but he seemed to know her body perfectly, and the sensation was wonderful.

“Not because I paid for the night. Not because I have you tied up, or because I’m bigger and stronger. Ankara escort bayan Do you know why?”
“N…No sir.” she breathed through the pleasure his fingers invoked.

“You are mine because you want it as much as I do.” he leaned forward and whispered, tauntingly,
“Your pussy is soaked.” And he was right too. Her thighs were slick with it. She didn’t enjoy pain, didn’t enjoy fear…At least she didn’t think so. But she was dripping wet all the same.

When he shifted his weight she flinched, half expecting another blow. This made him chuckle, and he gently tapped the side of her face.

“Afraid I’ll hit you again? Or excited about it?” he murmurred. Then his fingers slid into her and she stopped registering words. She let out a breathy moan as he curled them up to stroke that perfect spot inside. Even as he fingered her pussy to the brink of orgasm, his mouth was busy bringing pain, biting down cruelly on delicate flesh of her nipples, her neck, her lower lip. The mixture was intoxicating, not knowing what would hurt next while he kept her climbing through heights of bliss without actually sending her over the edge. She was about to come, her thighs clenched tight and she strained again the ropes that bound her, a scream building in her ghasping chest….when suddenly he withdrew his hand.

“Not that easy slut.” he sneered, “Roll over.” She whimpered with frustration, and flipped herself over. His fingers bit into the flesh of her ass, kneading and spreading her cheeks.

“You,” he said, as a finger circle her asshole, applying light pressure but not penetrating,

“Are a filthy little whore, aren’t you?”

“Yes Sir.” Her words were muffled by the pillow, but the humiliation she felt was still present in her voice.
“And what do bad little girls like you get? Hmm?”

“I…I don’t… Ahhh!” she cried out in sheer agony when his hand came down on her ass, hard. He grabbed her hair in a fist, jerking her head up and arching her body backwards painfully, and hissed into her ear,

“You get punished.” He shoved her face back into the pillow and unleashed on her ass. Blow after blow rained down, rocking her body with white hot pain that seared through her brain so that she couldn’t think, couldn’t beg him to stop. She could only thrash and scream like a mindless wild animal. When he was done she was a shaking tearful mess, crying and pulling desperately at the ropes that held her.

“Please!” she gasped, “Please let me g-“

“Don’t even think about asking that.” he barked, slapping her already tender flesh as a warning.

“You are mine as long as I want. You’ll be released when I’m done and not a second sooner. Asking will only make me angry.”

This guy was insane, a psycho, a fucking monster and she wished with every inch of her searing skin that she had just said no when her pimp called her last night. But she was here, she was in it, and she might as well play the game. She forced herself to choke out,

“Yes sir.”

Her whole body was vibrating, her every sense trained on him. His every little movement made her flinch, and she couldn’t control the sobs that wracked Escort Ankara her. Suddenly his hard throbbing cock was pressing into her, stretching and filling her pussy in an amazing pain/pleasure sensation. She moaned when he bottomed out and hit her cervix, and then his hand was wrapped around her throat, choking her, fucking her, using her.

By now it was no surprise that he wasn’t going to fuck her gently. His cock was huge, a weapon he used to stab her with over and over, hitting all the right spots, but she couldn’t breath, couldn’t voice the pleasure, couldn’t hold on to this savage fucking. Everything was beginning to slip away, and she fought to breath against the hands throttling her. But it was a losing battle, and she almost welcomed the blank unconsiousness that enveloped her.

When she came to he was forcing his lubed up cock into her tight unstretched asshole. Confused, terrified, her ass contracted wildly around him, trying, and failing, to eject the invasion. She couldn’t help but scream and fight. But her desperate thrashing only served to force his cock even deeper, and he chuckled at her futile struggles.

“That’s right, fight me. There’s nothing you can do little slut, just lay still while I tear that ass up.” There was no slow introduction, his dick just drove forward, forcing deeper and deeper. Her agony was his pleasure, she couldn’t help but tense against it, and it just made him groan loudly every time she tightened up.

“Fuck fuck fuck it hurts!” he was all the way in now, pulling out and slamming back in with violent force, and he grunted,

“Good.” He raped her poor asshole, forcing screams from her mouth with every thrust, squeezing her throat rythmetically as he did. The pain was unbearable, inescapable, there was no blocking this out. Finally she did the only thing she could, and accepted it. Eyes wide against the blackness of the mask, mouth open and gasping for air, fingers clutching at the confines of the ropes, she lay there and just accepted his total ownership of her body.

“I bet you would like me to come wouldn’t you? Make this all end?”

“Yes….Yes Sir. Please.” she could barely speak, but the humility in her voice made him chuckle bemusedly.

“Then beg me little whore.”

“Please…Please Sir please let me make you come, please I need it…ahh!” He wound his free hand in the length of her hair and made a fist,
“Come on You can do better than that.” He pulled her head back, forcing her to arch painfully, and began really pounding her ass.

“Please please oh God please come fuck my ass and come please Sir!” She babbled and gasped and sobbed and drooled, ready to do anything, anything to end this suffering, until finally he covered her mouth to muffle the cries and shot his come deep into her ass, groaning and thrusting until he had deposited every drop. He pulled out-roughly- emitting a final cry of pain from her, and quickly untied her arms.

“Count to two hundred before you take that blindold off.” he warned. She lay there counting, long after hearing the door open and shut and his footsteps fade down the hall. Still she counted, terrified he might be tricking her waiting and ready to jump at her if she took it off before she reached two hundred. By the time she was done her breathing had become somewhat regular.

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