Lesbian Eats the Futa’s Creampie

A fresh musk filled my nose. Something squirmed atop me. A hot mouth engulfed my dick, sucking hard on me. My cock pulsed in the hungry mouth. My eyes fluttered open. I groaned, this heat rippling through my body, my cunt clenching.

I had a cock?

My groggy mind struggled to work through that question. My eyes opened and stared at the pussy inches from my face covered by a fine down of strawberry-blonde hair. The slit was tight, beading with juices. I shuddered from the mouth sucking hard on my dick, the girl’s tongue dancing and swirling around the tip of my cock.

“What?” I struggled to understand what was going on.

Then my memories sharpened. I had a cock because on Sunday, I’d become a futanari. I came down with the rare condition, grew a clit-dick, and been having a wild time for the last two days with it. The girl on sucking on my dick was my little sister, Allie.

I was enjoying incest.

“Allie,” I groaned as the pleasure raced through me. She had shared my bed last night. I don’t know if Mom realized my little sister was sharing my bed, but we’d just pretend that we fell asleep talking again, and not because we were making love in my bedroom while Mom was downstairs watching Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy like she did every weeknight.

My hands grabbed my little sister’s ass. She was a year younger than me, eighteen and nubile. My tongue darted through her pussy, tasting her fresh juices. We had to be quiet. We couldn’t let our mother or our older twin sisters know about this.

I don’t think they would understand my relationship with Allie. Only people who had crossed that incestuous line could.

People like my friend Pita and her mother. They had sex with me, together, last night. A hot time that I didn’t expect especially since Mrs. Asis was married. Watching mother and daughter having sex and enjoying my cock together had been hot.

Like making love to my little sister.

My tongue fluttered up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped at her, enjoying the flavor of her fresh twat. I dragged my tongue up and down her cunt. I savored the taste of her. My fingers dug into her rump. I massaged her ass. I kneaded her, caressed her. My tongue thrust into her cunt, swirling around inside of her.

This wonderful taste of her pussy. Her fresh cream soaked my cunt. I breathed in her musk while she moaned around my cock. That wonderful pleasure spilled down my cock and through me. My tongue darted up and down her slit, caressing her, teasing her. I loved the flavor of her. The more I licked, the harder she sucked.

It was amazing.

“Oh, Allie,” I purred, keeping my voice soft. I could tell it was morning, the sky out my window lighter. It was a school day. Tuesday. We should probably get up soon. So I had to devour her twat faster.

I sucked on her labia. I nibbled on her. Allie bobbed her cock up and down on my dick. My lips sealed around on her shaft. I sucked on her. My cunt clenched hard, the tip of my cock twitching in her mouth. Her tongue danced around my crown.

The bed creaked beneath her. She slid her hand down my cock as I swirled my tongue around in her cunt. Her fingers reached the folds of my twat. I shuddered as she stroked up and down my labia. My toes curled as she fingered my hymen, that thin membrane of flesh.

Her digits pumped up and down my pussy lips, teasing me. The pleasure burned through me, building me towards that wonderful explosion of cum that would flood her mouth. My massaging fingers came closer and closer to her butt-crack. I dipped inside, sliding down to her asshole. I found it.

Teased it.

Allie squealed around my cock. Her passion hummed and vibrated, teasing my sensitive tip.

My tongue danced up and down her slit. I dug into her folds, loving her juices soaking my lips. More and more flowed. My fingers caressed around her asshole. I stimulated her, loving the feel of her puckered sphincter. I pressed my middle finger on it.

She sucked hard. She squealed around my cock as I slid into her asshole. Her velvety sheath embraced me. It was amazing. A wicked experience. Her mouth sucked with greater and greater passion for me. We were building and building to that wonderful explosion.

My mother’s bedroom door creaked open.

I pumped my finger in and out of my sister’s asshole. I thrust into the depths of her bowels. I wiggled around inside of her. I caressed the velvety walls of her anal sheath, teasing her. I stirred around inside her sphincter, stirring her, teasing her, my tongue thrust into her cunt. I fucked my tongue in and out of her, plunging fast and hard into both her holes.

She squealed. She moaned. Her hips wiggled back and forth. Her pussy ground against my face, her juices spilling over my chin. She was so hot and sexy. Our mother moved down the hallway. We had to be quiet.

It was so hot.

My pussy clenched, teased by her fingers. The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick. I would explode down her mouth. I would fire porno izle so much jizz into her. It would be incredible. I groaned, my digits digging into her rump. I held her ass. Massaged her. It was such a treat to experience. To share with her.

A light rap knocked on my door.

I shuddered, jamming my finger deep into my sister’s asshole. My stomach tensed; our mother just outside the door. Allie kept sucking on my dick not caring that we could get caught. That our mother could open it up and catch my little sister and me in the throes of incest.

My pleasure swelled. My sister squirmed around me, her pussy rubbing against my face. Her cream spilled hot on my lips. I couldn’t stop fingering her. I couldn’t stop her from sucking on me. This was insane, but I was too horny to stop.

I had to cum.

“Jenny, honey, you need to get up,” she said. “I hope Allie didn’t keep you up too long.”

“I’m up, Mom!” I panted, Allie sucking with such force on my cock. The incestuous thrill built and built. “Just getting out of bed.”

“Okay,” she said. “Did Allie sleep with you again.”

“Yes!” I moaned, my futa-cock exploding into my sister’s mouth. The jizz pumped into her mouth. It spilled into her as the pleasure surged through me. “We fell asleep… talking about… things!”

“Glad you two are getting along,” Mom said as my body shuddered. The pleasure pumped through my body. My pussy juices gushed out, bathing my sister’s fingers rubbing my labia.

“Me, too!” I panted. I latched onto my sister’s clit. I sucked hard on her.

“Well, get up. Need to get ready. I’ll have breakfast going.”

I wanted to say something, but I was sucking hard on my sister’s clit. She gulped down my cum. My pleasure pumped into her mouth. She gulped it down. My futa-dick pulsed and throbbed. My cunt spasmed, waves of pleasures mixing with the shots of rapture firing through me.

“Jenny?” my mother asked. I heard my doorknob rattle.

Allie squealed around my cock. Her juices gushed into my mouth as wrenched my lips away. “We’ll be down! Just give us a moment! We’re waking up. You know Allie!”

“Oh, I do,” Mom said and chuckled while her youngest daughter’s pussy juices bathed my chin and soaked down to my neck. That wonderful aroma surged around me. “Okay. Get up. You overslept.”

We had?

I shuddered and groaned, my dick pumping spunk hard into Allie’s mouth. She sucked out the last of my cum. I licked and fluttered up her juices. I drank them. I sucked up their juices. I loved the taste of her. The feel of her.

Overslept?

“Allie?” I groaned as my orgasm peaked. All my cum had fired into her mouth. “Did you turn off my alarm clock.”

She popped her mouth off. “Yeah. It was annoying. I hit snooze and then decided to do something else.”

My alarm clock suddenly blared. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Allie giggled and slapped it again. “Ooh, I guess I can’t ride your dick.”

“Should have started with that,” I panted. “Oh, god, we got to shower before Mom realizes that we smell like a pair of lesbian sisters.”

Allie giggled. “Speak for yourself. I’m bi. You have a cock and a pussy. You, though, are all lezzie.”

“Nope, I have a cock. This was totally straight for me. Just ask my girlfriend.”

“Ooh, you and Wendy are so cute together. I hope you can feel her out and see if she’s like Pita and finds incest hot.”

I shuddered.

Showers and bathroom time was planned out with five women under one roof. Oversleeping threatened to throw it all off. Allie wanted to shower together, but I knew what would happen. I jumped in first and scrubbed fast before hopping out and letting her have her turn. I had my own makeup mirror in my bedroom and took care of it in there, putting myself together as fast as I could. I dressed in a pair of tight panties, my futa-cock half-hard and pressed into my stomach. My skirt fell around my thighs, my cock not too noticeable.

I was looking forward to this shopping trip with Mom after classes were done.

Mom had breakfast finished when we came down. She was dressed and ready for her own job. She worked some sort of IT job. Her new boss was a bitch, this Russian woman that would make her come in on the weekends to fix problems that came up. My poor mom sometimes looked so overworked, but she had to work hard since our father died.

She wore a silk blouse with a scoop top, a soft gray that cradled her large breasts. Her curly, blonde hair bounced around her head as she moved around the kitchen. She had at tight, dark-purple pencil skirt and wore dark stockings on her lush legs.

Allie nudged me when she saw me checking out our mother as she put out plates of scrambled eggs and bacon before us. My cheeks burned and my sister arched both eyebrows. She clearly thought it was hot I was ogling our mother.

The twins were quiet, both looking at their textbooks and not saying much. Allie’s theory that they were lesbian lovers had once again proven a bust. Allie had tapped into their laptops again and watched türkçe alt yazılı porno them through the camera last night after our first round of lovemaking.

Nothing sexy had happened between the twins.

Mom insisted on driving me to college again. My three sisters were on their own for getting to school, relying on the city bus. When Mom slipped into the car, her purple skirt rode up for a moment and flashed a peek of her pale-white thigh above her thigh-high stockings. I had no idea that she was into wearing thigh highs and not just pantyhose.

She was a sexy woman. My futa-cock hardened, my cock throbbing in my panties. I definitely was looking forward to shopping with Mom. Buying new panties and clothes and then modeling them for her, letting her see my nineteen-year-old body.

“How was school yesterday?” Mom asked as she backed out of the driveway, her blonde hair dancing about her shoulders. Her large breasts seemed even more on display as I sat next to her. She had a naughtier blouse on than normal. I hoped she was dressing to meet a new man. Someone at work. It had been a few years since Dad died.

Mom deserved happiness.

“I came out as a futa,” I said.

“Oh, really?” she asked. “How’d that go?”

“Everyone was supportive. Mostly.” I shifted. “I even have a girlfriend now.”

“A girlfriend?” Mom asked. Our family was Christian. We went to church every Sunday, and it wasn’t one of those progressive churches that accepted homosexuality. “Well, I did say that its okay for you to be with girls now that you have a cock, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s Wendy. We’re going on our first date on Friday.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she said. “Wendy’s such a great girl. I never thought she was would be someone you would date.”

“I was a little surprised by it, too,” I said, smiling. “She’s a lot of fun. I’m looking forward to it.”

“That’s great,” she said. “And no one else is really objecting. No one is teasing on you. Dean Washington assures me she will come down hard on any student who picks on you.”

My cheeks warmed. Dean Washington had shown her enthusiasm for me when she fucked me in her office. I was intrigued by this network of lesbian professors who seduced students into girl-on-girl love. The lesbians thought my cock made things hotter but was still gay. Wendy thought me having a dick made it not gay for us to have sex even though it was clear she was a closet lesbian.

The mental gymnastics were fascinating. I wanted to help Wendy embrace herself. I understood. My sexuality had swung radically two days ago. I lost all desire for boys and just wanted all the girls I could. Especially if I could share them with Allie.

She was my first. The one I loved the most. The one I couldn’t tell the world about.

Mom and I made chit-chat on the short ride to my college. She pulled into the driveway. Nearby, the buses dropped off other students while those who drove parked in the student lot. Mom leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“Have a good day at school,” she said, her breasts swaying. I could see down her cleavage. She had a lacy bra that peeked out. My blood boiled through my veins. Those big breasts were just lovely. MILFs were hot. I had such a wild time with Mrs. Asis last night and Dean Washington had been fun.

“Yeah,” I said, my futa-cock pulsing hard, my mouth growing dry as I lusted for my mother. Incest tingles rushed through me. My cunt clenched tight. My juices soaked my panties as my futa-cock pulsed and throbbed, fully hard.

“I’ll see you after classes,” she said, her hand touching mine. Her fingers were so warm. “I got permission from my boss to get off early, so we’ll hit the stores. I got a raise, so we can afford to buy you some nice, new things so you can be comfortable.”

“Thanks, Mom,” I said. I reached for the door handle.

“No kiss goodbye?” Mom asked. “Is it embarrassing in front of your friends to kiss your mom.”

I wanted to kiss her hard. I ducked my head in, wanting to plant one on her mouth and not on her cheek. I brushed her cheek, feeling her makeup beneath my lips. Her scents filled my nose. I shuddered, my cunt clenching as I wanted to just kiss to her lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth.

Instead, I pulled back and said, “Bye, Mom.”

“Have a good day,” she said as I slipped out, my futa-dick aching for her. I was becoming a complete, wild pervert.

Pita spotted me as my mom pulled away. My Hispanic friend had this sultry smile burning on her lips. I grinned at her as she sauntered over, her curly-brown hair spilling about her face. She had this twinkle in her eyes.

“Mom wants you to come over and study again,” she said. “She thinks you’re a good influence on me.”

“Oh, sure,” I said while students walking by us. Many of them waved at me or flashed me thumbs up in support, including the boys. I had my suspicions that many of them were supporting me because a lot of girls were.

Dumb guys trying to get into pussy. türk porno Well, pussy was the perfect place to put a cock.

“Maybe Allie can join us,” I said. “You know, help her do better.”

“Oh, sure,” Pita said, her eyes sparkling. “That sounds fun. I’m sure Mom would love it.” She hooked her arm around mine. She held me tight as we walked down the sidewalk to the college building. “Tonight?”

“I’m shopping with my mom tonight,” I said. “Tomorrow?”

“Yes!” she said.

“Yes, what?” Wendy asked, her voice sounding tight.

I turned around to see my girlfriend rushing up. She took my other arm and darted her lips in and kissed me on my mouth. I shuddered at the feel of her against my mouth. She broke away and had this smile on her face.

“Just going to study at Pita’s,” I said. “My little sister will be joining us.”

“Yeah, we’ll be mentoring her,” Pita said, “under my mom’s supervision.”

“Oh, that’s nice,” Wendy said, clinging to me. “Got to keep your grades up.”

I blushed. I wished I knew how to feel out my girlfriend on her feelings about incest. It was one thing to have it all come out when Pita caught me in the middle of having sex with her mother, it was another thing to bring it up with my girlfriend in a casual conversation. “I like having sex with my sister. You cool with that?”

That didn’t seem like the greatest plan to me.

I had a hardon all morning. Being at college was such a tease. There were so many cute girls paying attention to me. They were giving me support, hugging me to tell me they were so happy that I was brave enough to come out, promising to be there if anyone was harassing me. They were all beautiful and soft and delicious and I wanted to fuck them all.

A few seemed to give indication they wanted to do something special for me.

It was torture.

And then there was my professor, Mrs. Greene. She was so beautiful and sexy with her blue eyes and large breasts and that lush smile. My English professor had my cock twitching and throbbing and pulsing in my panties. I bit my lip. My hips wiggled from side to side, I was all so juicy and aching.

When lunch came around, Wendy found me like she had yesterday. She threw her arms around me and kissed me right there in the hallway. Her tongue thrust into past my lips and fluttered her tongue around my mouth. It was just a delicious treat. I squeezed her. I pulled her tight against me, my dick throbbing.

“Oh, look at them!” said a girl.

“Wendy’s so brave to date a futanari,” another said.

“So lucky, you mean. I wished I’d snatched her up.”

“They’re so cute together.”

“Getting hot and heavy, you two!”

Wendy broke the kiss, blushing. The innocent, blonde girl was so shy so it was so hot to experiencing her being so bold and affectionate. She broke away from me and gripped my arm tight. She had a sparkle in her eyes as we walked away, leaving behind a hallway full of whispering gossips.

“Um…” Wendy said, “so you have that key to the faculty bathroom, right?”

“Oh, you’re not suggesting we go in there and have sex?” I said with amusement.

“Well…” She bit her lower lip. “I can’t keep thinking about you. I can’t wait for our date. I’m so… so… horny.” Her cheeks were scarlet.

“You are so cute,” I said. I kissed her cheek. “Sure, we can do it.”

“Good,” she said. “Victoria will be happy.”

I arched an eyebrow. Victoria was another friend of ours. A friend who’d shared in the triple blowjob her, Pita, and Wendy had given me yesterday. “Victoria is meeting us.”

“Well…” Wendy trembled against me. “She wants to be your sex friend, so I thought, you know, I could watch or something. I’m your girlfriend. I should be allowed to share in this stuff. Like with your blowjob yesterday.”

“Sure,” I said. “That sounds hot.”

Victoria waited around the faculty lounge. The hallways here were empty, everyone eating. My stomach rumbled, but I could wolf down something after having sex. I needed more. My futa-cock was a horny thing.

“Hey,” my brunette friend said. She had plump lips, her round breasts held in a t-shirt dress that fell down to her mid thighs, black tights peeking out from beneath. “We doing this?”

“Wendy convinced me. She was quite persuasive. Really wants to see me fuck you.” This hot idea was in there. “Wants to finger her twat while I fuck you hard.”

“Hot,” Victoria said. “You’re kinky, Wendy. I love that you’re coming out of your shell. Wanting to watch some girl-on-girl fun. Hot.”

“She’s a futa,” Wendy said, clinging to me. “She has a cock. So it’s not girl-on-girl.”

“Right,” I said, winking at her.

I pulled out the key and slipped it into the lock. I twisted it and thrust the door open. The three of us slipped in before we were spotted. I locked the door behind us and leaned against it. The bathroom wasn’t large. It had a sink, a toilet, and a trashcan. It had a fresh, orange smell. Wendy took a step back from. She pulled up her dress, her panties clinging to her pussy. They were delicious, schoolgirl panties, dainty and delicious.

“I have been thinking about this since yesterday,” Victoria moaned. She grabbed the hem of her dress t-shirt. She pulled it up higher and higher, exposing her tights clinging to her thighs and crotch. Her panties were shown through them. “Oh, god, I just want you in me, Jenny.”

This is a continuation of a previous story, so I’m anticipating that you’ve read that as well. But just in case you need a reminder, or for some reason decided to jump in here, this story takes place in a cumshift world. Details about that can be found in my essay about the world rules. This chapter will start to touch on the world, but for the most part, it isn’t super important to how things in this chapter will develop. Beyond that, also remember that Pete’s deal is that Alex is basically a sex toy in exchange for Pete’s supporting him, but he only ever demands to cum once per day at Alex’s hand.

Thanks to everyone who reads

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I was getting very irritable. Partially because I was getting very horny. And not just the “I want to fuck something right now” kind of immediate horny that you get in the moment, oh no, I was getting the “if I don’t cum in the next couple days, my balls are going to explode” kind of general horny that you get when you just can’t get a break to relieve yourself for days on end and it starts to consume your every waking moment even when not actually thinking about or actively wanting sex right now and the cumulative sexual frustration just makes you want to do something drastic that you know everyone involved will regret and your mind just goes to weird place to try to solve the problem and even though you know they’re all ridiculous, you’re so desperate some of the ideas start to makes a little too much sense. You know what I’m talking about?

So anyway.

Pete had locked my dick up in a cock cage a week ago while I was sleeping. I had gotten mad about it, for obvious reasons, and had yelled and screamed at him. He simply stated that it was well within the terms of our deal, which was true, and that I was free to leave at any time, which was also true, and that if I did, the deal would be void and I wouldn’t have to wear it anymore and he would give me the key to take it off, which I have to admit is also probably true. But I had nowhere else to go. My job hadn’t paid me enough yet to be able to support myself yet, and I still had nowhere else to go or any other backup plans. So I had to stay at Pete’s. So I had to stay locked up.

After my initial burst of rage, I tried to rationalize my situation. How long would I really be locked up? Certainly not indefinitely. It had to come off at some point, so until then, I just had to come to terms with the fact that I wasn’t getting laid until that time happened, at least. I convinced myself that the cage was fine so long as I stayed limp, and I could stay limp as long as I wasn’t getting laid in the immediate future.

But I was wrong, and I discovered that in less than a day. With the cage on, I couldn’t stand while I peed, I had to sit down. Maybe not the worst thing in the world, but a mild inconvenience, added to by the fact that I couldn’t just shake out the last couple drops either, I had to use toilet paper to wipe it off the edge of the cage. The next thing I discovered which should have seemed obvious, is that I couldn’t jerk off either, since my cock couldn’t get hard enough to be jerked, so I just had to ride out the urge as my little guy strained helplessly just to get up for work. What had never even crossed my mind was that I couldn’t even get random erections anymore.

Did you know you get random erections while you sleep? I’m sure I’d heard that before, but it never really clicked for me because, well, I was asleep whenever it happened to me. But I was aware now, because when I would normally get random erections, now I got woken up as my cock crushed itself in the cage trying to break out. This meant I woke up vaguely horny and unable to do anything about it, so I had to wait for the horniness to subside, and then wait to fall back to sleep. And I was waking up at least once a night.

So yea, all that put together and never ending for a week was getting on my nerves. And the worst part of it was that while all this was going on, as I’m sure you remember, I still lived with Pete, so I still had to pay him his daily blowjob, so I knew he was getting off, and he was doing it every day. So as I knelt there in front of the couch on that Sunday night, servicing Pete as he drank a beer, unable to service myself, I seethed. A week had gone by like this now. 7 whole days and nights. And now the whole weekend had gone by without any relief either, which I had really been banking on.

After he filled my throat with cum and I swallowed it, I got up onto the couch and continued to stew in my anger. The thought of having missed the whole weekend’s opportunities had made me think of getting the chance to fuck Ash again, which had stirred my cock and I was still waiting for it to calm back down. I decided to try raising the complaint with Pete again.

“Pete, I need some relief man. Can you just take this damn thing off already?”

“What? Oh the cage,” Pete said, lazily sipping his beer. “Sorry porno buddy, that’s the deal. It comes off when I want it to, or you can leave and take it off then.”

“Pete, I’ve been in this thing for a week. Do you have any idea what it’s like not to be able to cum for a week? It’s not just that I can’t get laid, I can’t even fucking masturbate to just ease the goddamn tension!”

“Yea you can,” Pete offered unhelpfully without explaining.

I glared at him. “I can what?” I asked.

“Masturbate,” he clarified. “You can still masturbate, you just can’t jerk off specifically. And I promise you, you can still cum just fine. I need another beer, you want one Alex?”

I gawked at him as he got up and walked to the kitchen. “No, I don’t want a beer, I want to know what the fuck you’re smoking! What are you talking about ‘you can still masturbate’, whaat the fuck does that mean?”

“Your prostate,” Pete answered nonchalantly. He walked back into the living room with his new bottle, popping the top off as he sat down beside me again. “You can stimulate your prostate for sexual pleasure, i.e. you can masturbate. And believe me, it’s the most intense orgasm you’ll ever have.”

“Ok,” I said through gritted teeth, not wanting to admit I needed a brief anatomy lesson. “And how exactly do I do that Doctor Helpful?”

“It’s not all that hard to find,” Pete said. He rolled onto his side and pointed at the seat of his pants. “It’s right here, just under the skin of your taint.” He sat back down and added, “It’s easiest to get too through your asshole, but you can massage it from the outside easily enough. If you need a little extra help, there’s a bunch of toys in your bedside table you can use. Masturbatory aids and massagers, that kind of thing.” You’d have thought he was telling my how to get the most out of a new sound system or customize the controls in a new game. This conversation was just regular fair to him.

But I was hearing something entirely different from what he was saying. “So you’re telling me to go fuck myself then,” I said angrily. “I mean, you are literally telling me to go fuck myself, that’s your solution?”

He shrugged. “That’s not how I would put it, but sure, if you want to be offended about it. You had a problem, I offered you a solution, that’s all.” He never looked at me throughout the conversation. He didn’t find it important enough to stop watching…fuck, I don’t even know what he was watching, I was so angry I couldn’t focus.

“You know what? You can go fuck yourself too Pete. This is bullshit and you know it. You can let me out anytime, but you don’t because you’re a dick.” I got up and stormed off back to my room. I crawled into bed and turned on my tv, not really watching whatever was happening on the screen, just needing the background noise while I fumed.

About an hour later, I was still fuming. Looking at the tv as the colors moved across the screen in pictures I didn’t consciously register while cursing Pete and everything he stood for. My cock stirred in its cage. At first I winced at the soreness as it failed to get hard, then I wondered why it was trying to get hard in the first place. I turned my attention to the movie for the first time and realized a rather steamy sex scene was happening. It wasn’t x-rated, but I was so desperately horny right now that it might as well have been. I watched it through, not caring that my dick strained to get hard as I enjoyed the soft porn happening in front of me.

The scene finally ended and I looked over to my bedside table. I was now horny and desperate enough, I could easily convince myself I was doing it out of spiteful rage, which was almost true, and which I did. “Go fuck myself, huh?” I muttered, “Well, let’s do just that then.” I slid the drawer open and looked through the various assembled toys.

Pete had called them masturbaters and massagers, which was probably their professional name, but I knew them as dildos and vibrators. And while I normally would have refused them on principle, my balls were to blue to care. As it had so many times in the last month and a half, my pride took a back seat to my needs. I grabbed one that looked sufficient and dropped my pants to use the thing.

I found some lube in the drawer and applied it before lining the dildo up with my asshole. I didn’t even hesitate, I just shoved the thing inside me and grit my teeth. I’d had butt plugs in me several times now, but this was something else. It didn’t just sit there and let my muscles hold it in place. I pushed against all my muscles as they clamped down, trying to push it back out, and it was much longer and deeper inside me.

I paused when I had it in me, trying to get used to the feeling. I was on my knees in bed, my ass in the air and face to the sheets. My arm reached behind me to hold the dildo. I remembered what Pete said about where the prostate was and how to stimulate it. I reached my other hand down türkçe alt yazılı porno between my legs, mast the cage, and pressed my fingers to where my prostate should have been according to Pete.

I was surprised to feel something come over me as my fingers dug into my skin. I’d found it, and just pressing on it from the outside was like a solid stroke on my cock. I guesstimated where it was in relation to the dildo in my other hand and tried to reposition it. When I found it with the dildo, I took an experimental stroke, pulling the dildo out a couple inches and then pushing it gently back in against my prostate. A shiver ran up my spine as the organ released another wave of minuscule pleasure.

I gave another pump of the dildo, then another and another. I was actually starting to get some relief. And I as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I was hungry for more. I began to massage the outside with my fingertips, keeping the organ stimulated while the dildo withdrew for another thrust. And what had started as just relief melted into pleasure as I found a rhythm that worked for me. In no time at all, I was gasping and grunting in pleasure as a familiar pressure built in my loins.

And then suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, orgasm ripped through me and my balls exploded. Cum leaked out of the cage and onto my wrist, but I didn’t dare stop the action, so I let it drip down and around my arm and onto the bed. I was too euphoric to care about petty stains at the moment. I just wanted to milk this moment to its last drop.

After the last drop had fallen, after I had caught my breath, my senses returned to a sharpness it hadn’t been in nearly a week, and I became disgusted with myself. I slid the dildo out of my ass. I considered just tossing it back in the drawer, but that was a level of petty and disgusting I just wasn’t at yet. I got up and walked to the bathroom with it, washing the thing off in the sink. I also washed off my arm, which was dripping with cum.

I returned to my bedside and put the dildo back in the drawer, then addressed the line of cum stains on the sheets. I wiped as much of it up as I could with a towel from the bathroom, and that got most of it. I could clean the sheets, but there was no way to get to the laundry without Pete noticing, and I just knew he would figure out what I was doing immediately. I just couldn’t give him the satisfaction. I decided to let them sit and see if the stain didn’t just dry out, or at worst get washed out in the next laundry cycle I could get around to doing.

I swore I wouldn’t do anything like that again, even if Pete had been right about the ferocity of the orgasm. My determination lasted all of two days, and by the third day I was a breath away from repeating the act. Incidentally, on that particular day, Pete had me wear a butt plug, panties, and a miniskirt while servicing him on the couch.

My mind once again drifted to Ash as I was sucking Pete’s cock, which made my own cock fill its cage. The strain caught my attention and brought it too my lower body, and I realized the weight of my butt plug was pulling on my prostate. If only it could move, just a little, and I could reach it and get some relief. I reached a free hand under down between my legs and under my skirt until I found the plug’s cap with my fingers tips. I gave it a nudge in one direction, and then the opposite, getting a feel for how to move it around the way I wanted it to move.

When I found a way of moving it that adequately stimulated my prostate, I began to flick the plug in the desired direction and the waves of pleasure started to roll over me. I lost myself in it, letting my mind melt away as I played with the toy in my ass. My senses glazed over and as I embraced the feelings, I let my attention to Pete’s blowjob slip into the back of my mind, performing on autopilot rather than actively trying to end it.

From my position, it should have been difficult, if not impossible, for Pete to see what I was doing. Luckily, Pete seemed not to notice or care that my performance had dropped. After a while, much longer than usual I’d wager, although I had no real perception of time, Pete finally pumped his load into my mouth and I dreamily swallowed it, barely coming to my senses afterword. I got up, like I usually did, and walked back to my room. This was pretty regular practice for me, or at least I tried to make it look like regular practice.

But as soon as the door to my room was closed, I rushed over to my nightstand and pulled the dildo and lube out of the drawer. I got into position on the bed and pulled my panties down just enough to expose my asshole and yanked out the butt plug with a small *pop*. I quickly lubed up the dildo and replaced it, finding my prostate with it and setting to work. I was desperate and horny and I knew what would cure me. I needed this, I had no alternatives, and I knew I türk porno would do it again and again and again. My pride shattered.

I pounded myself with the dildo, loving the sensation but needing it to go faster. I pushed my free hand into the drawer and rifled around for what I needed. I grabbed the device, like a neon-colored microphone, and pulled it out. I flicked the power switch on and listened to it buzz to life, vibrating at a frequency I’m sure would have been impressive if I cared in the slightest about the specifications. But I just needed it to work, and it was working exactly like I needed it too. I reached between my legs with the thing and pressed it to my taint.

I began to moan immediately, and I had to forcibly remind myself that I was in the middle of something and resume fucking myself with the dildo. I could feel myself sprinting toward orgasm at a speed I couldn’t have measured. It came up like a train, flying toward me and then all at once knocking me over before I fully processed it was imminently approaching. Like I had earlier that week, I peeked cum onto my arm, and it dripped down onto the bed from there. I rode out the full thing until I was exhausted and could do nothing but sit there and try to recover.

I finally recovered and did the things I had to do. I wiped as much cum as I could off the sheets, leaving a couple new stains next to the ones that had appeared Sunday night. I extracted the dildo and cleaned both it and my arm before putting the dildo and vibrator back in the drawer. I made a mental note of how I would need to do this in the future so as not to make a mess when it happened again, because I knew for certain it would.

And it did, several more times. I took to wearing a butt plug whether Pete asked me to or not during the blowjob. I started going a couple days at a time without masturbating, but I was soon doing it at least once nightly. After three weeks, it had become so ingrained as a part of my routine I almost didn’t really derive pleasure from it anymore, doing it almost as much out of habit as relief or pleasure. And it only got worse after I lost my job (again), and I spent almost as much of my waking time in my room masturbating as doing anything else useful. But I made preparations and didn’t make a mess anymore.

Three weeks later, I went to give Pete his blowjob, and as he often did, he demanded to see my butt plug in. I dropped my pants to show him, but as soon as they were low enough, Pete reached out and grabbed hold of my cock. Before I even knew what he was doing, he had inserted a small brass key into the lock and unfastened it. He finally let me take the thing off, and I went about his blowjob the way I usually did. It was liberating to finally be free of the thing. But then I had to get on my knees and suck Pete’s cock anyway.

After Pete’s blowjob, I rushed back to my room as discreetly as I could manage. I was rock hard, and for the first time in a long time, not constrained. I quickly unleashed the thing and wrapped my hand around it, pumping it furiously. Almost automatically, I reached for the bedside table and pulled the vibrator out of the drawer. I flicked it on and pressed it to my prostate for that magical feeling.

I moaned as the familiar sensations overlapped in a novel way and I was subjected to ecstasy untold. In no time at all, I was reaching my climax and loving every second of it. It was beautiful and intense, better than any other orgasm I’d had in my life. Any other besides the ones I’d had since Pete locked my cock in the cage at least. In fact, as good as it felt, it was honestly a bit of a let down after having gotten used to those in the last few weeks.

I jerked off the same way the next night, but found it even more underwhelming. The following night I started, but quickly began to lose interest. I eventually stopped, laying on my bed, defeated yet still horny, but not quite sure how to continue. My eyes fell on my bedside table, where the toys were kept. And I went into the tables drawer for one of those toys now.

I fished out the dildo and examined it. I contemplated it while slowly stroking my cock and decided to go for it. Just once more. I grabbed the lube and got into the now familiar position. And then I was lost in euphoric pleasure. I moaned and rocked, and when I’d had enough, I came as I had so many times before now, and it was bliss. And it was bliss every night from then on, but it was a cheap bliss. Less and less with each day.

It hadn’t been the same since…I didn’t want to admit when, but my eyes wandered to the forgotten corner of my bedside table’s drawer, where a certain item had been discarded a week ago. I dragged my gaze from it, but I knew I had found my answer. The little cage beckoned to me. Without further prompting, I picked up the little device and fitted it over my cock, locking it in place. And then I picked up the other toys and went to my usual business. And finally, I knew the ultimate pleasure again.

Pete had unlocked the thing, and less than a week later, I had willingly put it back on. And when I finished masturbating, I went to take it off again. But there was a problem. Pete had given me back the cage and its lock, but had kept the key. I was now stuck in the thing again.

I lay face down on my towel, basking in the sun, almost falling asleep. My boyfriend Jake, he would be my husband if it were legal where we live, walked up and sat next to me. He gently stroked my left arm, “The water is great, Loren. You should try it.”

Without opening my eyes, I turned my head towards him, “I think I’d rather just lay here in the sun.”

He started rubbing my shoulder a little harder, “Come on, sleepy head. Get up.”

“Stop it Jake!”

He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek then he whispered in to my ear, “Or, would you like me to massage your shoulders and back?”

I kind of nodded my head letting out a soft moan, “Yes that would be great.” He reached over and grabbed a bottle of baby oil out of my bag. Then he poured some of the baby oil on my back and shoulders and started to rub my shoulders. “That feels so wonderful.” He leans down and kisses my neck as his hands start to caress further down my back. “You’re great at this, don’t ever stop.” His hands slid over my bikini clad (Tropical Floral Cheeky Low-rise with matching Bandeau top) butt. He slid his hand inside my bikini bottom and started to rub my hole with his thumb. I automatically raised my butt up and began to grind against his thumb.

After several minutes, actually I lost track of the time, he stopped and said, “Loren, I have something that needs massaged too.”

I roll over to see what he was talking about. My eyes take in the sight of his body. His hair is still wet, his sculpted chest, his muscular arms, and athletic legs all glistening in the sun. He looked as good as ever. It just goes to remind me of what a lucky girl I am.

I sat up as my eyes looked over his magnificent form. I noticed the bulge forming in the front of his shorts. He flashed me a wide smile as he took my hand and pressed it against his growing bulge. “Jake, this is a public beach and we’re totally exposed out here.” While I admit to being a bit of an exhibitionist, I thought this would be too much.

My hand had automatically grasped and stroked his cock through his shorts. He rubbed my stiff clit through my bikini bottom as he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. “It looks like someone doesn’t mind.” I looked into his eyes as our lips drew closer until they melted together. He wrapped his strong arms around me, pulling me closer. I parted my lips as he slipped past my lips, over my teeth, and inside my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue continued to probe my mouth. After a few blissful minutes, he broke porno our passionate kiss. “I’ve got something else for you to kiss.” He said with a wink.

Feeling a sudden rush of caution and hesitation, I looked around, “What if someone should see us?”

He placed his hands on my head and gently and firmly pushed me down towards his crotch, “Nobody’s watching us, Loren. They’re too busy enjoying themselves and having fun. Besides, who cares if someone happens to see us?” All of my inhibitions left as I found myself inches from his cock.

I flicked my tongue across his bulge and kissed his head through his shorts. I slowly pulled the front of his waistband down to reveal his big, hard cock. I took a moment to study it, its impressive length, its girth, and the pulsing veins. I gently sucked his balls, taking first his left then his right into my mouth, before licking my way up the underside of his shaft. I look up into his eyes as I circle my tongue around his head then slide it inside my mouth. I take the first few inches of his big, hard cock inside my mouth. I look into his eyes as I start to bob my head on his shaft. I took a few more inches inside my mouth. I pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and hold it flat against his stomach. I lick his shaft up and down and then took his head back inside my mouth. After working on his head for a couple minutes I deep throated his 8″ cock. His deep breaths and moans let me know how much he was enjoying this. I would alternate between deep throating to working on his head to licking his shaft and balls. I kept up this routine for about fifteen minutes until he asked me, “Did you bring any shooters with you?”

I popped his head out of my mouth. “The lube shooters and lube is in the bag, baby.” He reached into the bag and retrieved the items while I went back to work on his cock. As I deep throated him, I could feel him pull my bikini bottom down to reveal my tight hole. He squirted some lube on my hole then he slid a finger inside my ass. A muffled moan escapes my lips. He adds a second finger soon followed by a third. I pushed my ass against his probing digits. His fingers probing inside my ass combined with the absolute naughtiness of the location that we were doing this had me really aroused. I took his cock out of my mouth and stroked him furiously, “Fuck me, baby. I want you to fuck my ass.”

“Aren’t you worried about being seen by other people?” He said, mocking my concern from earlier.

“No, I don’t care about türkçe alt yazılı porno them. I just want you to fuck me.”

He took his fingers out of my ass. “Turn around and stick your ass in the air.” I quickly turn around and get down on my elbows. He pushes the shooter inside my ass and pushes the lube inside. Then he puts his rolled up towel under my stomach, for extra support if I need it. Jake is such a gentleman. He pulls the shooter out and lubes his cock. Then he starts to tease my hole.

I couldn’t stand his teasing any more. “Stick it in, come on fuck me.” I wanted to shout, but had to talk in a lower tone. I moan as he pushed his head against my hole. His head slid past my sphincter and he held it there for a moment, allowing my hole to adjust to his invading member. He fed a few inches inside my ass and then pulled all the way out. Then he slid his cock back inside and slowly pushed until he was all the way inside me.

He held still for a moment then whispered into my ear, “Are you ready?”

“Yes, fuck me baby.” He slowly pulled out until just his head was inside my ass. Then he slapped my ass and drove his cock back inside me. I moaned loudly as he plowed my ass. He continued to ram my ass. I fought to keep my noise level down, I didn’t want to draw any unnecessary attention because I’m pretty sure that what we were doing was actually illegal; at least if we were caught, we could share the same jail cell. I started pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts.

“You like that you dirty slut. Don’t you?” He said as he slapped my ass again.

“Yea baby, I’m your slut. Fuck me like a slut.” I was starting to feel an orgasm building inside my body.

“You like my cock, don’t you? You want someone to see this. You want someone to see you with my cock deep inside you.” The thought of some shocked onlooker stumbling across us sent a spark of excitement down my spine. Here I am, on my knees and elbows with my boyfriend kneeling right behind me. His hands alternating between groping and slapping my ass to fondling my bikini clad 34D breasts. The front of his shorts is pulled down and his cock is ramming in and out of my ass in a piston-like motion. My 5.5″ clit is almost sticking out and almost escaping out of the front of my bikini. Between the stimulation of my prostate and the friction of my bikini against my 5.5″ clit I was about to explode. Jake dropped his hand down to stroke my 5.5″ clit. When he just brushed türk porno his hand across the bulge in the front of my bikini, my orgasm overtook me.

“Ohh my God, baby! I’m cumming!!!” Someone probably heard me but at that point, I didn’t care. I shot my cream inside my bikini and Jake, always the gentleman, kept on stroking me until I was finished.

He had changed from pounding my ass to slowly moving his cock in and out of my spamming ass. He kissed my neck then whispered into my ear, “You really are a sissy slut, aren’t you?” (I only let him call me a sissy if we’re having mad passionate sex. I don’t really identify myself as a sissy.)

He takes his hand off my still stiff clit and slides it up my chest to my breasts. I moan as I recover from the incredible orgasm I just had. “I’m your slut, baby.” He kisses my neck, cheek, shoulders as he makes love to me. After a few minutes, our lips find each other and lock together. I completely lost myself in our kiss. His tongue probes my mouth matching the thrusts of his cock deep inside my ass. My lips suck on his tongue and my tongue dances against the tip of his.

He broke our kiss, “Lets cum together, Loren.” He increased his pace a little bit as his hand returned to my clit, which he stroked in perfect rhythm to his thrusts. His breaths grew shorter and his grunts a little louder. I started to grind my crotch against his hand. “I’m going to cum.”

“Yes baby, cum in my ass.” His pace increased even more as he returned to the hard fucking he was giving me earlier. “Pound my ass, baby.” I could feel my second orgasm building fast. I bit my lower lip trying to keep from moaning too loud. His hand stroked my 5.5″ clit at a blinding speed. “Oh baby, you’re going to make me cum! You’re making me cum!!” My eyes almost rolled back into my head and I moaned loudly as I creamed my bikini for the second time. “Ohh God! Here I cum!!” Almost breathlessly I said, “I want you to shoot your seed deep inside my slutty ass.”

“Get ready to take my seed, you dirty little slut!” He rammed his cock deep inside my ass and held it there. “Here it comes, bitch! Take my seed!” He said between animalistic grunts as he shot jet after jet of cum deep inside me, bathing my colon.

After a moment, he withdrew his cock from my ass and pulled my bikini back into place. I turned around and cleaned his cock before putting his amazing piece of man meat back inside his shorts. We quickly gathered up our stuff and walked, holding hands, to his car. We threw the stuff into the trunk and got in the car. He started the car and rolled down the windows. I gave him a quick kiss. “Thanks, that was a great time. I love you Jake.”

He placed a hand on my knee. “I know. I love you too, Loren.” He gave a quick glance over his shoulder before backing out of the parking space and we drove home.

Chapter 1

The rain came down in sheets as Chris pulled into the national forest campground. Freckles sat in the seat next to him looking worried, her ears were down low on her furry head and her eyes looking at him pleadingly.

“It’s really coming down. Don’t worry, I’ll put the awning out and you can go outside under it.”

She wagged her tail at his voice and Chris smiled at her.

The windshield wipers swished back and forth rapidly as Chris slowly drove his van around the forested campground loop.

He’d been here before, about a year ago, and he remembered camping along the backside of the loop. He also remembered liking the campground fairly well, good trails with a lot of variety in both terrain and distance and drinkable water.

His headlights illuminated the rain as it splashed down to the gravelly road. A few of the sites were occupied with camper vans similar to his and even a few unfortunate tent campers.

“Glad we’re not in a tent huh girl? Looks miserable.” He remarked with a chuckle as they passed a particularly soggy looking tent.

Finally pulling up to an empty spot along the back row Chris pulled passed and backed into the space. Tall trees swayed in the storm as he backed into the spot, parking so that the extendable awning would hopefully cover the concrete picnic table.

Putting his van in park Chris unbuckled and left the cab where he stood in the living area and stretched. Rain thundered against the roof as he flicked the light on.

Freckles joined him as soon as he’d stood and immediately went to the door, looking at him expectantly.

“I know, I know. You gotta go. Hold on.” Chris grumbled as he put his fists to his lower back and arched it, eliciting a satisfying pop.

Straightening back up he pushed the button on the wall that would extend the vinyl cover from the passenger side of the van.

The whirring of the motor was almost inaudible over the noise of the rain on the metal roof.

Freckles pawed the door and looked at him as if to say it was taking too long.

“I know, but I don’t want you all wet and you hate the rain anyway.” Chris said as he peered out the window to check the awnings progress. It was almost fully extended so he stopped.

Freckles bolted out of the doorway as soon as he slid it open and Chris followed her, his shoes crunching the wet gravel.

Water sluiced off the awning’s edge as Freckles sniffed frantically for a spot to relieve herself.

The cool humid air smelled strongly of petrichor and the setting sun cast the forest in a dramatic, if slightly dreary light. Chris closed his eyes and breathed the soothing scent in while listening to the drumming rain.

I love this.

A gust of wind shifted the van and made the awning creak ominously, snapping him out of his reverie.

“Come on girl, let’s go.” He called. She was finished anyway and just sniffing around the wet ground pretending to not hear him.

He whistled and then got back into the van while retracting the awning once more, figuring she’d either listen to his whistle or get rained on.

Freckle seemed to get that he was serious and trotted porno izle over to reenter the van as well, her wet paws leaving prints on the faux wood flooring.

With the awning safely stowed and the sliding door closed Chris went about making dinner for the both of them. Freckles wolfed hers down in a few chomps and then proceeded to beg at his side for a taste of his own, which after a few moments Chris relented with a roll of his eyes.

He let her out for a bathroom break outside when the weather broke and then they turned in.

Freckles in her bed on the floor and Chris in his own double at the rear of the van.

Morning came early and saw them both up before the dawn, getting ready to go and run the trails the branched from the trailhead nearby.

Freckles danced in place as Chris put his running pack on and filled water bottles and when it was time for her harness Chris had to wrestle her to get it on.

Finally ready they left the van and walked to the trailhead. The weather had cleared out the night before and the air was crisp and clean. Water still dripped intermittently from the trees above him and there were numerous puddles on the road. Freckles trotted just in front of him as they passed the few other empty campsites that were between his and the trailhead.

Finally on the muddy trail Chris started to jog and Freckles picked her pace up to match his and they were off.

Hours later saw the two walking back down the road to their campsite. Mud was caked thoroughly on Freckles’ underside and stuck to Chris’ legs from the knee down.

“That was a good one huh? Pretty sure last time we were here it wasn’t so muddy though.”

A few of the sites that were empty earlier this morning now housed a few campers going about making breakfast and setting camp.

The tantalizing smell of bacon drifted from a large RV’s window and Chris could see the inhabitants moving around inside.

Freckles paused and stared at the RV as if willing the bacon to her but at Chris’ whistle caught back up.

Coming around the bend his gray van came into view. Outside the sliding door an older woman stood, standing as if she’d just knocked on it and was waiting for someone to open it from the inside.

“Morning ma’am. Something I can do for you?” Chris called out as soon as he was in talking range.

“Oh! Good morning. Are you the owner of this vehicle?” She asked with an anxious smile while gesturing to the van.

The woman was older, likely a retiree and had a matronly aire about her but she seemed worried and perhaps nervous around him.

“That’d be me. Would you happen to be the campground host?” He responded, smiling widely and trying to put her at ease.

“Freckles. Here.” Chris said while pointing to the ground near his foot and the panting dog complied with her tongue hanging out.

“Oh my, what a cute dog. Freckles is it? Looks like you two found some mud.” The woman said with a nervous laugh. It didn’t escape his attention that she hadn’t answered his question though.

“We just got done with the Carlisle seep loop, which looking back was a mistake to türkçe alt yazılı porno stay that low in the canyons. Lots of mud down there.” He said, scrubbing at her wet ears affectionately.

“We got in late last night during that storm and we were just on our way to pay for a couple days at the pay station. Unless you could take payment now?” He said, still scrubbing the dog’s ears and scratching her chest as she leaned on his muddy leg.

“I…you got me.” The woman said with a relieved sigh and a laugh.

“My name’s Sherry and you guessed it. I’m the campground host. I’d just noticed you hadn’t paid and well sometimes people get touchy about that stuff. You’ll have to forgive an old woman for being nervous.” She said, smiling genuinely this time.

“Nice to meet you Sherry, name’s Chris. And it’s no problem, I imagine you see all kinds. Now should I just pay you or should I go to the pay station?” He said, standing upright and dusting the wet dog hair off his hands on his muddy pants.

“Yes I do, some people just don’t want to pay and then I have to call law enforcement and frankly it’s always a mess.” She said, shaking her head and pulling out a pad of paper from her back pocket. “You can just pay me. I’ve got a ticket book here you can fill out and I can take your payment now.” She eyed his muddy dog and then his hands where the damp dog hair had clung and refused to let go. “Actually, why don’t I just leave you a blank one and you can drop it off whenever.” She tore one of the small envelopes from the stack and handed it to him without waiting for his answer.

“Sure, uh. That works.” Chris said as he took the paper.

“Spot number one!” Sherry said cheerfully and turned to walk away.

Chris opened the driver’s door and fished a pen out of the console as well as enough cash to stay at the site for a week. Then he filled out the form and stuck the little sticker portion on the windshield while putting the cash in the envelope for Sherry later.

A quick rinse with the outdoor shower head got the worst of the mud from both him and Freckles and then Freckles got a good toweling. After she had run off her post toweling energy Chris took a very fast shower in the tiny bathroom in his van while she napped in her bed on the floor.

After breakfast Chris sat at the picnic table with his opened laptop and with a grimace got to work, answering emails and scheduling phone calls and just generally working.

He couldn’t complain, his job as a military consultant was fairly easy and only required him to be physically present in an office a few times a year for major conferences and the strangely mandatory company Christmas party. Chris wasn’t even sure that was technically legal but they handed out bonus checks at the beginning of the party and for the last three years Chris had been with the company the checks had been significant so he wasn’t going to complain.

Luckily all the mandatory attendance meetings were scheduled months in advance so Chris could easily work them into his planned routes around the western United States.

After türk porno working all morning while Freckles napped in the sun his email chirped on his computer.

“Dammit.” He cursed after scanning the text.

“Get up Frecks, we’re headed south to…” He squinted at the email. “Colorado Springs. Or thereabouts.”

Freckles sat up slowly and stretched lazily.

“I know, we just got here but work is work.” He said, typing in a response to the email hastily and closing the laptop.

He stood and scrubbed his eyes.

Damn, just go here too. I was looking forward to running all the trials here again but now we gotta drive for probably a day and a half.

“Ah well, at least I’ve got good company eh Frecks?” He said with a smile, making her tail wag.

“Who’s a stinky old hairy dog? Who is?” He said in a silly voice while scrubbing her fur with his hands and making her wiggle happily.

“Alright let’s pack up everything and go.” He said, grabbing his laptop and coffee cup from the table.

“All packed up!” he cheered, laughing at his own joke. Freckles just wagged her tail slowly.

“No one around here appreciates my humor. I don’t need your pity tail wags, that was comedy gold.” He grumbled as he stowed the computer and cup inside the van.

He pulled the envelope out of his pocket and left enough money to cover last night before putting the rest back into his wallet.

“Come on. Up!” He said to Freckles and she happily jumped into the back of the van.

With one last look around the campsite to make sure nothing was left he clambered into the driver’s seat and started the engine.

The gravel once again crunched under the vans tires as he slowly approached the campground host’s site.

A large motorhome sat nestled under some trees and a plethora of lawn furniture and decorations adorned the site. Complete with plastic flamingos and even a few pineapples.

What’s that thing with pineapples and campers again? I swear there was a thing about that.

He thought as he thumped the van door loudly closed and approached the motorhome

The RV’s door opened and Sherry stood in the doorway.

“Oh, hello Chris.” Her eyes took in his still running van and Freckles sitting in the passenger seat.

“It looks like you’re leaving?” She said in a slightly confused way.

“Er yeah actually. I was going to stay for a week or so but duty calls and work needs me further south.” Chris said, feeling oddly like he needed to reassure her.

“Oh I see. That’s too bad.”

“I’ve got the payment for last night here though.” He said, holding out the envelope up to her.

“Thank you. Most people would’ve just bailed you know.” She said, taking the money from him.

“Well not me ma’am. Have a good one! I might be back in a couple weeks but who knows.” Chris shrugged.

“You too! Hopefully I’ll be seeing you both soon.” Sherry said with a radiant smile, offering him her hand.

Chris’ large hand fully engulfed her smaller hand as they shook.

He released her hand and went around to his door but before he could climb in she called out.

“You said you ran the Carlisle seep loop this morning?”

Chris nodded his head.

“That’s a ten mile loop! I looked it up when I got back.” She said in disbelief.

“Eleven if you count me chasing after ding dong when she saw a squirrel.” Chris said with a laugh and closed the door.

He departed with a wave and soon was on the road again.

This short interlude is a fan interlude for Different Colors, Made of Tears series and takes place after Pt. 02, which can be read here:

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She laughed at the word, and sighed a little, “so much better now… Ugh!”, as a little realisation came to her, “you didn’t even say sorry!”, and swatted gently at my chest.

“Noo”, I half-laughed and smirked cockily, “and you will never catch me doing it”. But her little blue gems darted down, her immaculately shaped brows buckled with worry she tried to quickly smooth over. Maybe that was a little harsher than it should have been, she was clearly looking for something but was lost now. “Like, just when we’re playing, of course, if I broke a plate or tripped on your cat’s paw I’d know how to say it.”

Her gaze raised a little, better, “and last time-“

‘I can… admit some things could have been done better,” I said, it felt a little like pulling a whole snake out of my throat, but the sight of it seemed to make her eyes türkçe alt yazılı porno glow and I realised they were shining right on me again. “But last night was much better you said?”, I asked inquisitively, fuck maybe I was one asking for reassurance.

“Yeah!”, the warmth of her smile matching the lights of her eyes, I wouldn’t have let myself compromise like that for anyone else. “I just… I wanted to make sure you were listening…”, she almost whispered. A little melancholic but breathing a sense of safety.

Suddenly she looked back up excitedly, “Oh my god and you were obsessed this whole month. I.. I wanna see you again”, she laughed teasingly, “and here I thought I could be pathetic. It was so hard to walk away from that, making you wait. What was it Chrys said last time, that you were gonna use me more tomorrow? Fuck, honestly, I was so close to just letting you but…

…I- I need my dignity taken, not given. Otherwise I maybe feel like I didn’t have it to begin with.” she sighed like she’d just exhaustively pulled off knee-high laced boots and her eyes darted away again, as though it could hide all the vulnerability bursting through them.

Ugh, such a sweet and torrentous little thing, all the joy that was spilling out was lashed and bound up with so much fear. türk porno I reached under her arms, not realising how tense she was until she let it all sink into my grasp, and pulled her in closer to me. I couldn’t help but sigh contentedly at her ticklish giggles and smiles, and I offered to her, “you’re the first girl to ever hold out on me you know? You’ll be paying me back for a while with how wild you drove me”, I teased softly, but then gentled my tone to offer the little opportunity I thought she was looking for, “there wasn’t a little hesitancy for you though? I mean I know you used to have that choker, the pearl one I mean…”

Her lips pulled taught to one side, retracting some of the closeness of her grasp. Ahh maybe not the most tactful, but, “yeah she just…”, she pulled back a moment tugging at strands of thoughts in her head before seizing on one, “I feel like pretty done right, like I don’t even remember I’m trans a lot of days now,” boasting a little softly but still proudly. “But I’m still figuring out what to do with like… with my.. with my cock y’know,” she’d pushed the words forcefully out of her and winced at the pain of it, “it’s why I got the job with you. I’m not sure if it’s what I want but I’m trying to get that last bit of surgery covered by the company’s insurance”.

She let porn herself fall back down, lightly, leaving the weight of those thoughts behind. Turning and smiling, “it’s not like I can’t have a lot of fun with it. I just… I need to be in the right headspace? God you could even put it in you, you know, if you frame it right”, a thought now sparking a hundred curious, and fucking horny, little thoughts in my head. Even the way she said it, so indirectly, so evasively, spoke like it was a toy I could seize from her. Just gently.

“Those are just barriers that are like fragile glass. Anything more than a caress and they shatter”, a bit of a poet’s pride gleamed through the cracks of her uncertain tone, she’d clearly turned the phrase over in her head a lot of times before, “And fuck, I like pushing at boundaries a lot. God knows you fucking do”, scowling playfully before reflecting, “but those always bounce back you know. Other ones around that just… they shatter and with her I was always picking up the pieces.”

She started to stumble over her own words more, a small panic rising, “And I thought maybe I should only ask another trans girl so I don’t even need her to listen but you-“, my heart let me know I had to cut her off.

So I picked up the little piece that was her chin, reaching around through bed-messed hair, and pulled her up to look at me, “but I- will always make sure to listen, okay darling?”

The last bits of her makeup washed away under tears now, before she let her head fall into the crook of my neck, my little flower planted just where it should be, while a petal on the wind whispered, “god fuck yeah, definitely okay”.

Congi Dae 02

Well, I’m a team player and when my half-brother, Congi Que, put out the family call for the rest of our Congi clan to recruit people to make sure that the press release conference for Congi Sia Lia Mia’s reveal was packed as possible with people, I mean, I stood up, I chipped in and I recruited! But I guess I didn’t read the rules of proper recruiting.

“Oh, hi, guys, I didn’t know that the gamer crew slipped upstairs from Jasper’s basement, tee he, but, um, hey guys.”

Note to self, every time you entered a friend’s bedroom wearing a warmup suit, exit that way too because people notice that!

“Oops! BRB!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Congi Dae, I mean, you’re fine the way you are, um, I mean, have a seat on the couch and tell us all about your day and you know, start with how you just left Jasper passed out and how you’re just getting your second wind and then let’s circle around to how a BLT sandwich party at your place would be 50% safe and, I mean, let’s chit chat, Congi Dae!”

“Oh, stop being naughty, Dexter and at least let me slip my warmup suit back on, tee he!”

“I mean, I mean, I mean, zippers, buttons and warmup suits are so overrated, Congi Dae, so, where were we, huh? You were saying that you have been taking cooking lessons or something, tee he, right, Congi Dae?

Well, I may have said before and a few of my friends deserved to be fed better because guys need food, sex and video to live, but I really don’t recall saying that when they caught me exiting Jasper’s bedroom, which was an innocent exit, by the way. I just made myself comfortable and nothing more. It’s like on page two of the recruiting handbook.

“Alright guys, now that we have the naughty talk out of way, I’m here on a recruiting mission and I have a recruiting speech and you three are going to listen to me and maybe next week, I mean, I’ll make a better attempt at scrambling your eggs, I mean, tee he, making you guys some scrambled eggs.”

Well, I had to get the last of the naughty talk in, right? I mean, I’m Congi Dae!

“Now, lean back, Dexter because my recruiting story is real. And tee he, Jasper is passed out, but never mind that because I expect all three of you, Dexter {smooch}, Conner {smooch} and Freddy Ready {smooch, smack, smooch, smack, smooch, smack, mwah, mwah, smooch, smack, smack} to show up at the “Peep & Pull” adult bookstore tomorrow for the big press conference as called by Suzie from the Pizza Shop and attendance is not optional, it’s mandatory!”

I mean, they may have noticed that Freddy received a couple of extra of recruiting smooches, I don’t know.

“Aha, aha, aha and no judgement for um, um, us exchanging some cash for some um, tokens for the candy machine because that’s the only reason in the world that we visit the “Peep & Pull, Congi Dae! It’s all about the candy machine.”

“Tee he, it’s always “tokens for the candy machine” with you guys and I already know that it’s about a porn actress named Candy! However, no judgement, Dexter {smooch}, no judgement, Conner {smooch} and no judgement, Freddy Ready {mwah, mwah, smooch, smooch, smack, nibble, bite, smack, smack, peck, peck, mwah, peck, neck peck, chin peck, ear peck, mwah, smooch, smooch, hmm, smack, peck, peck, smack}, so?”

I mean, they may have noticed that I favored Freddy, I don’t know.

“Ahem, we can count, Congi Dae!”

“Oh, and can you listen too, Dexter because for you, my precious little bushy hair nerd, Dexter {smooch}, I have selected “Wrong House, Right Delivery” and for you, my quiet little nerd, Conner {smooch}, I have selected “Mrs. Robinson Home Alone” and for my special friend, Freddy at Ready {mwah, mwah, smooch, smooch, smack, nibble, bite, smack, smack, peck, peck, mwah, peck, neck peck, chin peck, mwah, smooch, smooch, hmm, smack, peck, peck, smack, lap hump, grind, peck, smack, smooch, smack}, I have selected “You’re My Sisters Roomie?” and there are two roomies! And the sister isn’t home! Also, I did nothing in Jasper’s bedroom other than to make him pass out, Freddy, I’m So Ready!”

Huh! He got the message. I mean, the message was for I’m so Ready for you Freddy to pull your dick and I actually delivered that message personally because I’m Congi Dae and my boyfriend shouldn’t have to guess about stuff, so, um, my message was clear.

And maybe all that left Dexter and Conner with a clear view of me just getting after sucking “Freddy was definitely Ready’s” dick as my form of recruitment!

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

And the recruitment handbook does say to always make your campaign message clear to the people!

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

“(OMFG, Congi Dae is sucking Fred’s cock right in front of us, Conner!)”

“(I can’t look away, Dexter, but look how Congi Dae’s body is moving!)”

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

“(Look at Fred’s face! He’s passing out, Conner!)”

“(Look at how sexy Congi porno Dae’s back looks, Dexter!)”

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

“(What are we supposed to do [fap, fap, fap, fap], Conner?)”

“(Mm, mm, mm [fap, fap, fap, fap], mm, wiggle Congi Dae’s shorts off, Dexter!)”

Hah! Like I would let either of them do that! I managed it myself without breaking my stride, so.

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

“(I never saw a real blow job [fap, fap, fap, fap] before, Conner!)”

“(I never had a real blow job [fap, fap, fap, fap] before, Dexter!)”

[Oomph, slush, oomph, gasp, oomph, slurp, oomph, suck, oomph, gasp, gag, ooh, gag, ooh]

“(I’m passing out [fap, fap, fap, fap], Conner!)”

“(Me too [fap, fap, fap, fap], Dexter!)”

They always pass out. But not Freddy, I’m Ready! Not yet, anyways.

“OMG, OMG, Congi Dae, Congi Dae, you can spit, but please don’t spit, OMG, OMG, Congi Dae, aha, aha, aha, you can spit, Congi Dae, but aha, aha, aha, please don’t spit!”

Spit? Who does he think I am? Congi Mew? I’m Congi Dae and I follow through! And that meant that my Ready Freddy was ready, tee he, right? Well, he had one little thing to say first.

“And tee he, I’ve saw the memes, Congi Dae! Gaze up at my eyes! And then, OMG, OMG, something tingly is happening to my nuts, Congi Dae, aha, aha, aha!”

You know, some kneeling positions lend themselves to gazing up and some don’t! Or I still have a couple things to learn, but I was ready for Ready Freddy besides that! I’m Congi Dae and I know what eventually happens to a guy’s nuts when they get all tingly!

[Blast, gulp, spew, gulp, squirt, squirt, squirt, ewe, gulp, gulp, spew, spew, gulp, gulp, ooze, ahh]

“I mean, I mean, Congi Dae, I have more…”

Oh, well then, Ready Freddy, I figured that!

[Engulf that purple mushroom again, drizzle, slurp, drizzle, slurp, ooze, slurp, ooze, slurp, ahh, ooh, ahh]

I am Congi Dae and I follow all the way through and I am not afraid!

“OMG, OMG, I mean…”

“Pass out, Freddy Was Definitely Ready, pass out!”

“Oh, but Congi Dae…”

“Hush, I’ll be your boyfriend every 13th of the month and every full moon, Freddy, who was just a little too ready for his first Congi blow job. Pass out!”

It’s the only time that they listen! Just after you sucked their nut out and you authorized them to pass out! Guys, hah, right?

[Story pause, ahem, Todd, if you’re there, ahem, that could have been you last Spring! Idiot! You had me! Resume story.]

“Ahem, I watched that, Congi Dae! And that was so fucking hot!”

“Well {smooch, smack} make sure that all of you are at the press conference tomorrow and clean, Jasper and um, well, for you I, ugh, selected {whisper, whisper, whisper}, um, but you can change it to any other peeping video genre that you like so, um, okay, bye!”

I mean, who am I to judge over “Granny Next Door”, right? I just hope that granny next door had teeth! Tee he, they come in and out, tee he, which segways into “Gummed by Granny Next Door”, but um [violently shakes head from side to side and almost straightens out the infamous Congi Unkept & Uneven cut style hair], but whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, right?

“Oh, I mean, I would have chosen something totally, totally, totally different, Congi Dae, but, um, since you went through all the trouble and all, I mean, I mean, I’ll muddle through it and tee he, manage somehow, tee he.”

Oh, but about half through the video, um, well, the guy actually seemed to enjoy his gum job, so, um, maybe removable dentures aren’t that bad, but, um, moving on, I had more press release recruiting to do.

[Knock, knock, the side door opens]

“Well, SOB, which one of the Congi funny boys are you then, hmm? And don’t you usually wear a warmup suit? And then a Hazmat suit over that? And then a spacesuit over that because my hubby and his garage buddy are home!”

“Tee he, hi, Mrs. Peterson, I’m Congi Dae, um, so is Peter home? I’m on a recruiting mission for the press conference attendance tomorrow, so, is Peter, home?”

“Whew, no, Pete’s over Josh’s place. It’s Vinyl Vanessa’s birthday or something, so, um, the press release conference down at the “Peep & Pull” adult bookstore then, Congi Dae? Also, is it Day or Dae, sweetie?”

“Dae, Mrs. Peterson, Congi Dae. I mean, I’m recruiting any and all, Mrs. Peterson, so, um, have you been to the seedy, yet clean bookstore before, Mrs. Peterson, hmm? And can I step inside? I can feel the neighborhood burning holes through my shorts, so.”

I mean, sometimes you can just sense it, right? Especially when they are like laser beams! And even more especially when the laser beams just start walking and migrating towards you! As you stand there is Denim shorts that shouldn’t be worn in public so much.

“Well, get inside before I’m up on fag gang banging charges, but hearing about how I may or may not have worn a wig and large sunglasses at the “Peep türkçe alt yazılı porno & Pull” a couple of times will cost you a trade of info, Congi Dae! Also, hold please. Harold, Phil, swerve left this instant and take your bent wrenches to the garage! You can tinker with the hubby and his garage buddy in there (faggots) and keep things busy for a while because we have some girl talk business inside of the house.”

Well, recruiting sometimes requires a little negotiating, right?

“Oh, oh, Mrs. Greene! You’re here for a spot of tea with Mrs. Peterson then? How is Greg? He seems to have been left off of my recruiting list for today, so, I’ll have to circle back!”

“Hah! Well, he picked up Vinyl Vanessa’s birthday cake and I’m willing to turn a blind eye if even you or literally any other Congi boy gets him off of the plastic girlfriends! It’s not healthy! But have a seat since I know that Paula has a couple of Congi things to talk to you about. Also, Congi Whoever, do you even have a dick, hmm?”

“Oh, I could never satisfy a woman such as yourself, Mrs. Greene, especially since you are all women from your feet up to your middle and then even more woman all the way around the middle and back again and especially since you have such heavily sagging boobs, which, my half-brother, Congi Que, claims there is big market for when presented in a bathroom mirror selfie, unsupported, of course, so?”

“Hmph! One photo and one photo only, hmm?”

“Oh, one full frontal photo, one side photo with no sucking in the gut and one leaning forward photo and here, take this with you, so?”

“A banana? What the hell am I supposed to do with a banana? Suck on it in a fourth photo that is half frontal and half sideview, hmm?”

“Oh, so, you’ve done this before, hmm, Mrs. Greene?”

“Hmph! But I’m glad that you’re still a perv for boobs under all that and by the way, my ass and body used to be like that!”

[Pause for an outburst of laughter and knee slapping giggling, ahh, we have fun]

“And then before you leave, Congi Dae, maybe you can stroll out the Paula’s garage and get a rise out my limp dicked hubby for me!”

[Pause for another outburst of laughter and knee slapping giggling, ahh, we have fun]

I mean, I’m Congi Dae, not a wizard. Oh, oh, note to self, be a wizard for Congi Bar’s Halloween birthday this year! And put a spell on Congi Bar and bar him to the basement in chains because he steals all the best boyfriends! Well, shoot, guys will just like Congi Bar in chains even more!

[Photo flash, photo flash from down the hallway, photo flash]

And by the way, for those of you readers who like to keep score, I did not have the heart to tell either of ladies that their son’s have upgraded Vinyl Vanessa to Sally Silicone since they got summer jobs, so, just mark down on your scorecard that Congi Dae needs to be grilled and possibly scolded over his intentions of why that information was withheld, the end, when you determine it’s the end.

“Well, that didn’t take much, Mrs. Peterson, so, let’s hear about how you have infiltrated the security system at the bookstore a couple of times while wearing a wig, large sunglasses, a blue summer dress, a matching shoulder strap purse, matching blue heels and a matching blue thong, Mrs. Peterson, so?”

“Oh, well, I still have needs too, so, um, shut it, Congi Dae!”

[More photo flashes, more photo flashes from down the hallway, photo flash, banana peel???]

“Whatever, Mrs. Peterson, but I’m on a recruiting mission today, so, let’s hear about what info you want to trade and I will start out by saying that I never, ever, ever anything with Peter and I have a twice a month boyfriend now anyways with Freddy Fredericks, so, ease your mind, Mrs. Peterson and let’s hear it then and you know, start out with popping a couple of buttons on your blouse, so?”

“Hmph! But screw it since I’ve heard that Congi juice is good for the chest skin anyways [pop, pop, pop].”

Huh, I’ve heard that too lately.

“I mean, maybe I’m a boobs pervert in reverse anyways, so.”

“Ahem.”

“Fine, I was a stripper dancer out of school, but college costs money, so.”

I mean, I’ve heard that her All-Star photos still hang in restroom hallway at Hilda’s Hideaway Strip Club, so, now I know.

“Alright, Congi Dae, first this conversation never happened because I’m jumping the gun here and I could get kicked out of the gossip club, but listen, I may or may not have some info that the G Girls, Gabbie, Gibby, Gilly, Gitty and Giddy, are positioning themselves to raise the next generation of Congi test tube fem boy babies and my daughter, Ginny, is crying to be left out, Congi Dae, she’s crying for being left out from raising the next breed of Congi humans, crying I say.”

Well, I passed out from being told that. But nothing happened because, huh? I mean, you would think that I would know something about that before the gossip club did, right?

But then, tee he, I woke up when Mrs. Greene used her swinging and swaying türk porno boobs to slap me in the face, which, huh, screw smelling salts!

“Wake up, Congi boy! Paula was trying to tell you she would make a great Congi Grandma! Who still needs her chest skin care treatments! And who just promised to switch over to a green dress when she sneaks into the “Peep & Pull” bookstore to get her glory hole doggie sex! Who also just asked about how to reverse the camera system! And who also just passed out because I’m giving out too much sneaky side sex information!”

[Tea bag dip, tea bag dip, tea bag dip, tea bag dip, tea bag dip]

Well, I passed back out. Tee he and needed to revived again, tee he.

“How big of a market is there for sagging boobs, Congi Dae, hmm?”

“Oh, you would be surprised, Mrs. Greene, but listen, you a few years in advance yet, but a couple of before makeup selfies to imply a granny look has a market too.”

Well, that time I passed because Mrs. Greene slapped me silly for saying such a thing, but my friend, Jasper, right, he needs it at 60 plus and I’m Congi Dae and I accommodate my friends! When I’m not passed out.

[Knock, knock]

“OMG, get inside now, Congi Bar!”

Fucking asshole, Ben!

“Ahem, I’m Congi Dae, Ben!”

“Oh snap, Congi Dae, my apologies then, I mean, I mean, you Congi boys have to get distinguishing tattoos or something! It’s not my fault that I get confused. Anyways, please forgive me and come on inside, so, I mean, hi.”

[A slip inside of the house and the door closes behind Congi Dae and Ben took a peek at that ass that is just as tight as Congi Bar’s ass. Like this close and that’s close enough]

“Hi, Ben and that’s not a “hey there, hey” by the way, Ben, but listen, I’m on a recruiting mission for the press release conference tomorrow at the peeping place and I need to know that the Congi clan has your support, so?”

“Oh, if it’s judgment free and I mean, absolutely judgment free, I mean, I’m all in then and shower with me Congi Dae, so?”

“That’s dangerous, Ben, but in two weeks, on the 22nd, maybe I’ll dry your back after your shower.”

“And I don’t have to pretend to be asking for tokens for the sandwich vending machine, right, Congi Dae? And will you make me a BLT in one week on the 17th while wearing a frilly house maid uniform, huh?”

“Mm, I’ll sit on your toilet and talk to you while you shower in three weeks on the 30th and it’s actually a bit of a thrill for my half-brother, Congi Que, when guys get all “I’m only looking for tokens for the soda machine” and I don’t want to take that away from Cong Que, so?”

“Ah-hah! I knew it! Oops, I mean, I would have known that if I ever visited, tee he, the peeping place, so, um, we should stop with the naughty because Fred will never, ever dump you now that you gave him sex, Congi Dae, so, I’ll be there in support (and crying), so?”

“Oh, how do already know about that, hmm, Ben? And I’m not ashamed, I’m just asking, so?”

“Oh, I mean, you did it in front of the knuckleheads and it was their first sex too! Also, Dexter managed to whip off a terrible, terrible, shaky video of it, I mean, tee he, he must have been pulling on himself like he does in peeping booth !”