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Big Dick

Sherri and Gloria were a little early as they returned to school from lunch and a lot of kids were still milling around the hall, just killing time until fifth period started. Sherri turned to Gloria and said, “Ya know, I’m still hungry, how about you?” Gloria looked at Sherri and saw that look in her eyes! “Now wait a minute Sherri, we gotta be in class in less then fifteen minutes, and we don’t have time for that right now,” Gloria pleaded! “There’s always time for Jell-o babe,” shot back Sherri, “let’s see if we can find Kenny!!!” Before Gloria could make anymore protestations, Sherri was off into the sea of students looking for Kenny. Now you may be wondering what Sherri was so hot for,but Sherri is one of the many females addicted to giving head to big cocks! Hardly a day goes by that Sherri doesn’t have at least one good load of jizz shot down her hungry throat, and while Gloria likes to give head all right, it’s just that she isn’t hooked like a junkie on crack! Cruising the halls, Sherri finally found Kenny leaning up against his locker reading a magazine, and after gliding up to him, she quickly came right to the point by asking, “Kenny, I need it bad, can you give me some sugar right now?” Kenny gave her and Gloria a fast once over, shrugged his shoulders and said, “Sure, follow me,” he said, leading the two eighteen year olds into the empty dark gymnasium. Turning to face them, Kenny stood with his arms at his sides waiting for Sherri to make the first move. Dropping to her knees, Sherri unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants and short with one swift motion, exposing the semi-erect nine inch hammer that that hung between Kenny’s slim muscular legs! Sherri took in a deep breath and savored the smell of Kenny’s maleness as the aroma alone made her pussy saturate with her own juices! Sherri’s hot breath made Kenny’s cock begin to harden, and she moved in with her mouth, flicking her tongue over the satiny head and licking off the drop of precum that had oozed out of the slit! “Hurry up Sher,” Gloria urged, “we don’t have all day here!” Now closing her mouth over the big head, Sherri pumped the big erection with her hand as her head moved up and down the blue veined shaft! With her free hand Sherri reach buca escort out and pulled Gloria down so that she could taste the big pecker too! “Try it,” she said, as she let the it slip from her mouth and pointed it straight at Gloria. Gingerly at first Gloria licked the big head and softly slid it into her hot little mouth while her friend urged, “Suck it girl, suck him harder!!!” After a few minutes of sucking, Gloria released her grip on the big pecker and returned it to Sherri who greedily sucked it back down her throat! Kenny now was starting to feel his nut sack get tight with the anticipation of a big cum, and while looking at Gloria he ordered, “Let me see your cunt, you little bitch!” After looking around to make sure no one was watching them, Gloria lifted her skirt and pushed down her panties, her dark bush standing out starkly against her creamy white skin while Kenny ordered, “Finger it, slut!!!” Gloria slipped her middle finger deep into her crack, which caused her to gasp as she found her erect little clitoris! By now Sherri was doing a “hoover” on Kenny’s hard meat, and listening to Gloria gasping and panting as she frigged her slit, Kenny rushed towards his orgasm, while Sherri groaned as she felt his cock begin to spasm in her hand! “I”m cumming,” stammered a shaking Gloria, as her finger flew over her little nub! Hearing Gloria was all it took to send Kenny over the edge, and seconds later his hot cum filled Sherri’s mouth with blast after blast hitting the back of her throat, and while swallowing most of it, some still managed to run down her chin and drip to the floor. Sherri loved blowing Kenny because he always had so much cum for her!!!

Sherri stood up and kissed Kenny on the cheek and said, “Thanks for the sugar!” “Anytime kid,” he answered, “anytime!” On the way back to class, Sherri and Gloria stopped to talk to Amy about meeting after school to do homework. Gloria just shook her head and said, “You’re going to suck her off aren’t you?!?” Sherri, with a look of total innocence, said, “Who, me?” Gloria just rolled her eyes and headed off to class.

Amy’s bedroom was decorated in pink and white with a lot of heart shaped pillows all over the bed. Sherri çağlayan escort absentmindedly spun a pillow in her hands as the three girls made small talk about school, boyfriends, etc. Sherri steered the conversation towards summer vacation and pointedly mentioned that she had just bought a new bikini for this coming swimming season. Amy piped up that she too had just bought a new suit, and went over to her dresser and pulled it out. It was a bright yellow bikini with small white polka dots that was very skimpy. Sherri looked at it and wondered how it would look and Amy quickly volunteered to try it on. Taking off her sweatshirt revealed a large chest in a lacy low cut bra, and Sherri was surprised a the frills because Amy always seemed to dress kind of sloppy and tomboyish! Off came her khaki work pants and Amy soon was standing there in her bra and panties, but without even a moment’s hesitation, she unhooked her bra and stepped out of her panties. Amy had a very nice body indeed, and Sherri and Gloria exchanged glances as Amy put on her new suit. When she got it on, she struggled to get it to fit comfortably, wiggling around, trying to make adjustments in the straps. Sherri said, “Let me help you with that,” as she reached out and helped Amy try to fit into the two small pieces of fabric. When she was satisfied, Amy posed in the middle of the room, showing her front, back, and profiles.

When both Sherri and Gloria both commented on how beautiful she looked, Amy just blushed with pride! Sherri then mention that maybe the bottom was just a little crooked, and offered to straighten it out, so sitting on the bed with Amy standing in front of her, Sherri tugged and pulled on the front of Amy’s suit. Now, ready to make her move, Sherri slipped her fingers inside and moved them around as if trying to align them, and when Amy didn’t move a muscle in protest, Sherri continued to slide her fingers around inside Amy’s suit bottom. Amy kept her pussy trimmed quite closely, so it was relatively easy to find her crack, so when her finger brushed over her clit, Amy stiffened, but still made no move to get away or stop Sherri from her probing! After almost a minute of this “accidental” çankaya escort touching, Sherri knew that she had her as she boldly slid the yellow bottoms off Amy’s slim hips. It was as quiet as a funeral, but Sherri broke the silence when she calmly said, “Amy, I’m going to eat your slit, lay down on the bed please.” Amy didn’t make a sound, and did exactly as Sherri had ordered. Now on her back with her legs spread, Sherri let her tongue roam up and down the now wet crack, flicking her tongue over her erect clitoris, causing a moan to gurgle out of Amy’s throat. More urgently now, Sherri bored in on her target, as the room now filled with the sounds of Sherri’s loud cunt lapping and Amy’s soft moaning! Gloria was sitting over in the corner working on her own clit, unable to believe how much sucking Sherri needed just to keep going!

The harder she sucked, the louder Amy’s groans became and Sherri looked up to watch Amy cum, and was not surprised to see that she had pulled her tits out and was kneading the hard nipples with her fingers! Gloria came over to Sherri and flipped up her skirt, exposing her ass and panties, and after grabbing the crotch of her undies, she gave them a hard jerk, exposing Sherri’s hot slit to the open air and also exposing it to Gloria’s hot mouth! She buried her face into her friends burning snatch and tongued her cunt as if it were a small pecker! Sherri was now going crazy with desire, as in her mouth was a beautiful pussy, and her own cut was being eaten alive by a true cuntlapper! All three girls were now racing to orgasm while their moans were now loud and overt! They didn’t care who or if anyone could hear them, all they wanted to do was cum, and that’s all they cared about! The little orgy was coming to a climax as all three girls started to peak at the same time, their pussies now on fire as the contractions in their crotches exploded into orgasms!! Amy ground her cunt into Sherri’s open mouth and she did the same to Gloria, while Gloria frigged her own clit hard and fast, making her cunt explode like a tidal wave hitting the beach as all three girls lay in a heap of sweat, pussy juice, and twisted intertwined bodies as brutal orgasms over took them!!! Later on, all that could be heard was three people trying to catch their breath!

Finally regaining their composure, Sherri commented, “Nice suit, Amy!” “Thanks, Sherri,” answered Amy, “I’ll try it on again for you sometime!”

THE END

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This is story of Tony when he was in u.s.a.

My boss’s daughters are gorgeous. One blonde, one brunette. Beautiful angels. The brunette Charlotte had just turned sixteen and the blonde Amy was seventeen. Every time I visited my boss and his wife I had trouble trying to keep my eyes off the angels. Amy was well developed with huge jutted torpedo tits.

On the odd occasion they would be unfretted when I visited and they would bounce and jiggle under her tight white t-shirt. Other times she would be wearing a wonder bra that would make them stick out like gravity defying missiles tipped with bullet nipples. On those occasions her enormous boobs would come into the room a few seconds before Amy. Amy had a pleasant face, shoulder length blonde hair and serious green eyes.

Charlotte was almost the opposite. Smaller boobs, peach sized. An angelic face with bright blue eyes and long silky brown hair. She would always have a broad smile on her lips, lovely red inviting lips.

Both girls have slim with tight little bums. Spankable bottoms I had the pleasure to see once when it was hot one summer and they were wandering around the house in bikinis.

They led very sheltered lives protected by their parents and going to private schools. When they were home for the holidays Amy helped out with the local junior school in the small town a few miles from where they lived and Charlotte spent most of her time in the local amateur dramatics group. To my knowledge neither girl had had a boyfriends so I assumed they were still virgins.

Yes, I wanted to fuck them. I wanted to spank them and fuck them and make them suck my cock. Sometimes my erection would press hard against my trousers. Sometimes Amy’s hard boobs to rub me as she passed or I’d get a glimpse of cleavage.

Charlotte would push passed me in a door way her arse rubbing against me. I wanted these little teen fucks. I wanted them but I controlled myself. They were my boss’s daughters. Amy was the most tempting. Charlotte was a beauty but her hair was too long and I wasn’t that keen on long hair.
Then it all changed.

Two weeks! He wanted me to house sit for two weeks! To keep an eye on his daughters. Two fucking weeks. How was I going to cope? I convinced myself it was possible. I convinced myself I could control myself for those fourteens days in their large rambling five bedroom house in the country with his two lovely teenage daughters.

My boss and his wife flew off to America on a Saturday morning as I arrived at their remote house in the middle of the flat Norfolk countryside. I pulled my car up their two hundred yard drive and parked outside the front door. Amy was waiting for me standing in the doorway, wearing a Girl Guide uniform.

I got out of the car.“You’re late,” she said in a sulky voice pulling a disappointed face.“Sorry,” I said opening the boot of my car trying to keep my eyes off her twin jugs straining the fabric of her blue uniform, “why are you dressed like that?”“Fancy dress party,” she replied, “but I missed my lift because you’re late and I had to wait for you to give you the key.”
Where’s Charlotte?”

“In town getting her hair done.”Oh,” I took out my case, “where’s the party?”
“Town and I missed my lift…”“It’s on ten in the morning bit of a strange time for a party.”I walked up to her in the doorway; she seemed to thrust her boobs towards me. She wore a small guide cap on her head; the uniform was genuine, but a little too small for her. The buttons taunt over her wonda bra tits, the skirt above her knees and she wore black shoes and white ankle socks.

“It’s a bar-b-cue for the junior school…”“Aren’t you a bit old…”“I’m helping out silly. Or at least I was supposed to be.”Her boobs were an inch away from me as I walked into the house, “Do you want a lift?”Thought you’d never ask,” she perked up smiling.“How will you get home?”“I can get a lift no problem,” she was all smiles.“When does the part finish?” I asked taking the keys off the seventeen-year-old big boobed Girl Guide.

“Six.”“So,” I checked the keys keeping my eyes off her titanic tits, “back by six thirty. No later.”“Or what?”“Or,” I thought for a moment then said it, “I’ll smack your bottom.”“Kinky.” She grinned.And I’ll smack your tits and spank your tight little pussy as well. I thought as I locked the door and took Amy to the party.

Later, I was comfortable in the lounge watching the wide screen television and sipping a bottle of Buds. I glanced up at the clock, it was five. If Amy were late would I have the courage to spank her? I wanted to. Badly.
The front door opened and I remembered Charlotte.

The gorgeous little sixteen year old with the long brown hair. She walked in dressed in t-shirt and jeans, but her hair wasn’t long, it was short. Very short. Cut above her collar and around her large ears. Her thick eyebrows lifted as she saw me and her blue eyes widened. I stood up as she came in.

“Wallace!” she shrieked running up to me and giving me a hug.“Charlotte.” I kissed the top of her head.“You like my hair?” She twirled around showing me, “very Major Kira don’t you think?”I felt my cock stiffen. I looked her up and down. Tight jeans over a tight little butt. White t-shirt, tight across her peach breasts, nipples, I would see her nipples through the fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

My face must have given something away, “You okay?” she walked up to me, “you don’t look well.”Charlotte,” I croaked, “I’m going to have to fuck you.”
Charlotte’s pretty little face changed in an instant to concern for me to fear.
“Wh…what?”“I’m going to have to fuck you, right now, right here.” I was shaking all over.Why?” she asked.

“Because you’re such a little prick tease.” I found the words, I couldn’t believe I was saying them, “and because you’re such a little tease I’m going to have to punish you as well.”

“Punish?” her voice quivered.Yes,” I took a deep breath, “I’m going to have to spank you.”On my bottom?”I thought it and it came out, “All over.”I lunged forward and grabbed Charlotte’s arm yanking the little sixteen-year-old forward. She let out a squeal as I held her against my body, my hands grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt and pulling it up.

I lovely pink flat stomach came into view, with a naval ring. Then her tits sprang out, bouncing slightly, her nipples erect. I held the top of her t-shirt with her arms and head trapped in it and pulled her over to the sofa. She struggled and a surprised myself by slapping both of her young sensitive boobs.

“Keep,” smack still!“Owww!” she moaned under the shirt.I pulled her on to the sofa and on to my lap. I held the t-shirt and her wrists in one hand while the other started on the buttons on her jeans. I stopped undoing them and looked at the trapped teens titties. The two peaches were a little red. My hand came up and slapped hard on the nipple of the right tit. She squealed in pain as I smacked hard down on the nipple of the left tit. Then one hard slap on her flat belly.

SMACK! Right tit.SMACK! Left tit.“Charlotte,” I held her head close to my mouth, “you are a little cock teaser. No bra today.” SMACK! Right tit.“Last week running around in you bikini. That thong, right up your tight little pink bum cheeks. Did you want to tease me? Do you want me to fuck you?”
“No.” she whimpered. SMACK! Left boob!“No what?”

“No I don’t want you to….” She trailed off.“The word is fuck prick tease.”
I gripped her red right nipple and shook it from side to side making her let out little gasps.“Pleeease,” she sobbed, “stop!”Prick tease listen,” I flicked her nipple with my finger, “I’m going to take off this t-shirt and I want you to stand up and take off your jeans.”“No!”

I suddenly whacked my hand hard between her open legs. The sixteen year old brunette let out a scream and tried to double over but couldn’t.“Do you want that again?”“N…n….n..no.”“So what are you going to do Miss P.T.?”“Take my jeans off.”“Good girl.”

My mouth raw, shaking and trying to forget the consequences of my actions I pulled the t-shirt off her head. Her pretty big blue eyes were full of tears, her lovely cheeks flush, her full lips downwards quivering. Charlotte reluctantly stood up, trying to hide her spanked boobs from me. She stood in front of me.

“Jeans off!” I barked.Charlotte kept the “I don’t want to do it face” but started to undo the buttons on the front of her hundred pound pair of jeans.
Sixteen-year-old Charlotte was a prick tease, no doubt about that. She knew exactly what she was doing that day she wandered around the garden in her black bikini with the thong bottom disappearing between her flawless pink buttocks. She knew it as she aimed her arse at me wherever I went.

I was getting my revenge. Little Miss P.T. with her freshly cut short brown hair stood in front of me as I sat on the sofa undoing the buttons on her expensive jeans. Jeans mummy and daddy had bought her. My friend’s daughter opening the jeans up to show a lovely white pair of lacy panties.

“As you pull then down, turn around and show me your naughty little bottom,” I commanded.Charlotte did just that. Pulling the jeans down to her knees she turned around and gave me a lovely view of one of the most gorgeous bottoms I had seen in my life. The lacy panties complimented her pink skin.

I reached my hand out and rubbed my palm on her beautiful buttocks making her stop the jeans at her knees and straighten. It was a lovely sight the little sixteen-year-old beauty standing topless with her jeans half way down her legs and her pretty girlie knickers on show. I rubbed her arse cheeks, moving closer, kneeling behind her.

I could hear her making little gasps and sobs. I knew her face would be bright red. This was humiliating her and I was loving it.My hands moved down to her thighs. I slowly brought my hands up and took each side of her buttocks opening them up as if I was trying to look up her arse.

“Do you masturbate Charlotte?” I asked standing up behind her. “M…mmmm,” she murmured her cheeks flush. Tears rolling down her face.
“Is that a yes?” “Y…yes,” she looked at the floor. Nothing wrong with that. What do you use Charlotte? You’re fingers?” “Yes.”

I gripped the corners of her knickers. My fingers at the front just above her pussy. Then I jerked her panties up hard and said in her ear, “Wedgie!”
Charlotte gasped as the fabric pulled up into her arse cheeks and at the same time parted her pussy lips bringing her little teen cunt into view for the first time. There was hair, not much; light brown and neat as if she’d groomed herself down there.

My hands moved down brushing against her tender pussy lips. She gasped, blushing. I gently took the cloth of her knickers out from between her cunt lips, pulling it back, stretching it. Charlotte knew exactly what I was going to do, she nervously looked down then up at me biting her bottom lip, waiting.
I let it go.

THWACK! The elasticised knickers snapped back between her pussy lips making the young girl jump and squeal. The instant it whacked her in the cunt I slapped her bottom as hard as I could with my other hand. She jolted forward right on to my hand cupping her mound. Twitching she moved her hips off my hand only to be smacked back on to it.

I looked at her little confused red face. The teenager couldn’t work out hat was worse, being smacked or having my hand touch her most sensitive private area.Please don’t…” she whimpered.I rubbed my hand on her naked cunt lips, my fingers probing, investigating her body. I smacked her reddening cheeks again making her thrust forward, my fingers pushing open and into her pussy.

“No!” she screamed trying to pull back.“Little prick tease!” I yelled smacking her bottom harder than ever and fucking my fingers into her tight opening, “don’t you like that?”Charlotte’s whole face was red, as she sniffed, “No.”“Okay P.T. let’s try it the other way shall we?”
I may never get a chance again, I thought. Push as far as you can go.

My fingers pried opening her twin cheeks and searched for her tiny pink starfish.What are you doing?” she asked nervously.My other hand pulled out and smacked her hard between the legs. The sound of palm on pussy was almost silent but the effect was greater. Charlotte buckled over in pain, pushing her arsehole on to my fingers, while she sobbed in pain.

I wiggled my fingers inside her arse and smacked her on the cunt again with the same effect. Little Charlotte held on to my shoulders to keep herself up as she nearly fell over the jeans still around her knees. She bent her head down sobbing and gasping.N…n…no…p…p..owww!”SMACK!

Now one finger was deep inside her bottom up to the knuckle. She didn’t seemed concerned about that, she was trying to move out of the way of the palm attacking her crimson cunt lips.

“You want me to fuck you don’t you?” I asked smacking her in the pussy twice.“No…”“Then why do you keep teasing me?”“I don’t know….”

My friend’s sixteen-year-old daughter was crying now, tears pouring down her face. She was in a lot of pain and I thought I’d better ease off. I yanked my finger out of her arse making her grunt and stopped smacking her between the legs.

I stood up in front of her taking her chin in my hand I made her look up at me. She was a picture beautiful bambi blue eyes puffy and swollen from tears. Her nose running into her gasping mouth and her cheeks wet.“Upstairs.”
Pleeease…don’t do…”Upstairs now.”Charlotte went to pull up her jeans but I grabbed her hair yanking her head up and said “No.” into her sobbing face.

The teenager shuffled along the floor with her jeans around her knees. I rolled up her t-shirt and used it like a wet towel on her blushing buttocks. Slapping her as she moved slowly into the hall. Every so often she would try to protect her bum from the whipping but gave up when she reached the stairs.

“Upstairs teencunt!” I snapped whacked the t-shirt on her pink unblemished thighs.Crying even harder Charlotte tried her best to get up the stairs. When she fell on to her knees I smacked her bouncing red globes until she stood up. I also concentrated on her thighs with my hands, leaving red blotches and handprints up and down her legs. By now I had a raging hard on. The sight of Charlotte’s naked flesh and the punishment she was taking was getting a bit too much.

Once upstairs I led her into the spare room I was to use for my stay. It was smaller than all the other rooms with a single bed. I pushed Charlotte on to the bed and closed the door.Jeans and knickers off Miss P.T.!” I whacked the t-shirt on final time on the back of her legs.

Lovely little Charlotte pulled her jeans off, then her knickers. She was naked now apart from a pair of trainers. She lay on her back on the bed look at me with sulky blue eyes and a down turned mouth. Her tears were dry, but not for long, I thought.Lay down, lift your legs up so you knees are near your head.” I ordered her as I sat on the bottom of the bed.“I don’t understand.” She moaned.

I grabbed her ankles pushing her legs up and over her head bending her body. “Grab your thighs girl!” I told her holding her legs in this position. She did as she was told.

In this uncomfortable position Charlotte realised her pussy was fully exposed, “What are you going to do?” she asked staring at me through her legs as I sat right next to her bottom.“I’m going to smack your cunt till it is red raw.” I said in a matter of fact voice.Charlotte’s eyes widened in horror as I raised my palm aiming it at her exposed flesh. I started smacking her cunt as if I was swatting a fly.

Quick snapping movements. Quick hard stinging slaps making Charlotte cry out with each sound of hand of sensitive pussy. With her cries came the odd swear word mixed in. A fuck here and a shit there. Her face was bright red with her teeth gritted as I slapped away at the teenage girls pussy lips. Tears rolled out of her eye, down the side of her face and into her ears. Ears arnavutköy escort that were crimson.

Suddenly she started screaming making me put more force into the spanks. Bringing my arm right up and slamming into down palm on to pussy with force. After about a minute of this I stopped and pulled her legs down. Instantly her hands went between her legs trying to comfort the burning, throbbing and stinging pain. Her pretty little face was screwed up in agony.

“Do you want that again?” I asked calmly.No.” she half said half pleaded.“Good, made my hand a bit sore. I’ll have to use a belt next time. Charlotte you have a horse don’t you?”Yes.” She said cautiously.Wears your riding hat?”In my bedroom.” She tried to fathom what was going on.

I went into her room and found the black riding helmet on her dressing table. I brought it back into my room. I always thought she looked cute in her riding hat. I put it on her head as she rubbing and soothed her burning swollen pussy.

“Keep this on for the next bit.” I said sitting back on the bed.Why?” she asked eyes blue and helpless.Because you look so cute in that hat.” I took hold of her cheeks pushing them together making her lips form a kiss, “and I want to see my cock go in and out of these pretty little riding girls lips.”

If she was going to say anything she didn’t. Charlotte was more submissive than I expected. Maybe going right for her cunt was the right thing. Maybe my thoughts on Amy were right as well. Her tits were going to be my first area of attack. Little brunette Charlotte knew I could cunt smack her any time and she was ready to do things to get out of going through that again.

I made her kneel on the floor between my legs. I removed my trousers and pants and sat back on the bed my long thick cock waving at her as I put myself closer to her beautiful face. My cock was at half-mast, nerves taking the blood from one head to the other. Charlotte the little cock tease stared at it as if I had an alien between my legs.

“Have you ever sucked cock before Charlotte?” I said hearing the words but nervous that any minute now the prick tease would leap up, run away and ring her mum and dad.“What?” she said not really listening her eyes not moving off my cock.

I went for it; gripping my prick in one hand I held the top of the Charlotte’s riding helmet and slapped my cock across her pretty little turned up nose. She tried to pull away but I held her head in place, smacking my cock head on her cheeks, feeling my prick slap against her soft flesh. Her hands came up to stop me and she grabbed the shaft of my cock. I shivered and pushed my cock into her left eye. She yanked my shaft back pulling the skin and exposing my wet hypersensitive mushroom head, which was pressed against her closed eye.

“You dirty little teencunt,” I gasped, “you’re trying to wank me off.” “No,” she said desperately her eyes still tight shut, her tiny hands wrapped around my throbbing blood engorged member.“Open you eyes prick tease,” both my hands moved around the back of her head. One on the back of the riding helmet, the other on the back of her neck feeling her skin and the collar of her freshly cut hair, “open up and say hello to the cock.”

Her angel blue eyes opened to see my one eyed snake staring at her.
Please…” she began to sob.Kiss it,” I lifted her head slightly so my cock was level with her lovely innocent sixteen-year-old lips, “Or are you a lesbian?”I’m not,” she blubbered, “I’m not a lesbian.”“Well then,” I moved forward my purple cock head pressing against her trembling red lips, “kiss my cock and show him how much you like him. Or would you rather lick a cunt?”

Charlotte, my little riding whore, closed her eyes tight and planted a cautious kiss on the shaft of my prick.That’s cheating Charlotte and you know it is,” my mouth was dry I was shivering from fear and lust, how far was I going to be able to push it with the little teenager. As far as I could, “kiss the piss hole Charlotte. The eye. The cock’s eye.”I rubbed my sensitive gland over her lovely lips again avoiding the temptation to face fuck her there and then.

She looked a pretty picture on her knees between my legs in her riding hat.
Kiss it right on its lips,” I held her face in place, “prove to me how big a girl you are. How you’re not a cunt licker.”Charlotte, with tears running down her cheeks pressed her lips hard against my throbbing cock head.Good girl,” my mind was racing, “now stick that little tongue out and give him a great big French kiss. Show him you’re no lezzy.”

Her mouth opened, her pink tongue pushed out licking the tip of my cock. Slowly she became a little braver, lapping around the head, “That’s it!” I jerked forward, “Lick my cock like a lollipop!”Charlotte licked away, her tongue darting in and out, and then rolling around on the tip of my cock in circles. By now her hands were off my shaft, but I still held her head in place. Between the licks I heard her say, “

I’m not a cunt licker.” Which made me even hornier. My cock was fully erect, with my friends beautiful sixteen year old daughter licking away like she was attacking an ice cream. It was now or never. What I’d dreamt of doing to her since she was fourteen was on the tip of my cock. Her teenage mouth and I was going to fuck it. I was going to ram my cock so far down her throat…

“Keep doing that Charlotte, prove to me you’re not a muff diver. Get your mouth all wet, because I’m going to fuck you face now. I’m going to shove my cock into your prick teaser little mouth.” I grabbed her head hard and shoved my prick between her lips pushing my body forward as I pulled her head towards my crutch.

Charlotte tried to pull back but I held her tight, “I’m going to ram my cock so far down your fucking throat it’s going to come out of your pussy!”I kept on stuffing my prick in, force-feeding the little cock tease my swollen dick. I suddenly pulled out listening to her gasp and cough, my prick poised on her lips.

“They call it deep throat baby,” I was over excited now; my cock was in charge of my sense. I began spanking her pretty little dazed face with my swollen cock head, “you like this don’t you teencunt? My prick whipping your pretty little stuck up face. You’re a cock teasing teencunt, what are you?”Her eyes were glazes as she said through her tears, “I’m a cock teasing teencunt.”And you want me to slam my cock into your throat as hard as I can! Don’t you!”

“Yes,” she said to my surprise, maybe she was completely broken.
Yes what!”I want you to slam you dick into my throat as hard as you can.”
Good,” I aimed my prick at her drooling sixteen-year-old mouth, “now open wide baby and say ahhh!”And she did. The little brunette in the cute riding hat open her lips as wide as she could and said, “Aaahhhh,” and as I rammed my cock into her open mouth it turned into a “aawwwwww!”

I now fucked her head on and off my prick while shoving really hard into her tight mouth, “Yes! Take that cock! You fucking little cunt!”
The riding helmet slammed up and down and I could here her starting to gag as my cock head assaulted her tender virgin throat. I slammed all eight inches into her little face, I felt her throat muscles spasm and convulse as she choked and gagged on my prick.

My prick! Which was fucking my mate’s daughter’s tight resisting throat. I realised she was taking it all; this little teenager was taking all my cock into her gullet. I fucked a little hard turned on by the fact she was gagging. Saliva drooled down my cock as I rammed it in and out, pulling it out of her throat then slamming it back in with more force as if I was trying to make her actually eat it.

“Do you like that Charlotte?” I asked pulling her head off my cock with a pop as it unplugged her throat, spit gushed out from where her mouth had tried to digest the invading prick meat, “Does that feel good? My cock bashing your tonsils? How does it feel?”

Without waiting for an answer I yanked her head back onto my cock and started fucking away making Charlotte gag and squeal under the onslaught. I pulled out again.You’re loving this aren’t you,” I smiled into her confused face.

I picked her up and lay her on the bed as she coughed and spurted, “You a little deep throat queen,” I said placing her head half way up the bed, “now I’m going to fuck your face again.”“No,” she managed to say, “too rough.”
“Too rough?” I tried not to laugh; she said it as if she took cock all the time.

I straddled her head, holding her arms above her head. I put my prick back into her mouth and leant forward so I could fuck her pretty little face while she say underneath me. I started pushing my cock into that lovely mouth and didn’t stop until I felt my balls slap against her chin. My belly pressed against the rim of the riding hat as I pummelled Charlotte’s tight throat with stroke after stroke. I was skull fucking her as if I was fucking her pussy.

After a few minutes of fucking her mouth on and off I eventually pulled my suffocating cock out of her mouth. She didn’t make a sound this time. She lay there looking at me with those big blue eyes. Her lips were wet and her whole face was coated in sweat. I’d just violently face fucked my friends daughter and now I was shitting myself.

Charlotte swallowed and sat up. I still had a raging hard on when she said slowly, “You said you were going to fuck me. Punish me and fuck me you said.” Her hand went between her legs and for the first time I noticed how wet she was. The bed stained by her juices coming from the prettiest little pussy I’d ever seen, “I do tease you.” She was playing the game as well, I could tell, “and now I need your cock inside me. But not my mouth. My pussy.”

“Little whore,” I said moving to her.“I’m a teencunt,” she said frigging her pussy, “and I need a cock to punish me.”I lay on the bed, holding my cock in my hand, “Well little miss riding whore. Climb on the cockhorse and ride it. And if you don’t make me cum it you tight little cunt I’ll fuck your throat again and make you swallow.”

Visibly shaking Charlotte stood on the bed above me. She looked down at me her hand reaching under, her fingers gripping her cunt lips, “Do I just put it in?” she asked shyly.You squeeze it in,” I tried not to laugh, “sit on it and ride you stuck up little cunt.”

Charlotte’s legs bended bring her tight cunt hole closer to my throbbing prick. She was now having second thoughts as her pussy lips touched my mushroom head. I took her hands to steady her and watched in awe as the sixteen year old applied pressure and pushed her virgin cunt onto my cock.

“Oww,” she moaned, “it’s not going to fit. Ouch.”“It will, you have to push harder,” my prick head squeezed between her lips into a hole tighter than her throat.“This will bust my cherry won’t it,” she was sobbing now, not sure that the big girl act was the right thing to do.

“Charlotte,” I said slowly, “look at me.” She did tears in her baby blue eyes, “my cock is going to fuck your little cunt whether you like it or not. So you do the fucking, at your own pace and enjoy it or I’ll just ram it in there.”

“You bastard,” she sneered.“Teencunt,” I snarled letting going hold of her hands, grabbing her hips and shoving her frail pink little body hard onto my cock. The whole thing disappeared, I felt her hymen burst, it lubricated it slightly, but I still felt like my cock was I a vice.At the same time Charlotte’s eyes bulged and she spat out air.

“Still got a choice little miss riding whore,” I loved the feel of the sixteen year old’s cheery pussy around my cock, “either the rider rides the horse. Or this horse will ride the rider.”

Charlotte sat on my cock for what seemed like an age. She was having trouble taking in the situation and the dick deep in her virgin pussy. I waited, watching the expression on her face, she winced as she tried to move and a tear ran down her cheek. My cock throbbed trapped in one of the tightest cunts I’d ever felt.

The sixteen year old put her hands on my shoulders and started pulling herself off my cock.“Bounce,” I said, “bounce like you’re riding your pony.”Sweat dribbled down her forehead from underneath her cute riding hardhat. Charlotte bit her bottom lip and started fucking up and down. It felt great, her tight cunt pumping up and down my shaft. She started feeling something other than pain and her youthful buttocks slapped against my thighs.

“Horsey ride,” she whined fucking my cock, “I’m riding my horsey!”“Fuck it teencunt,” I cried under her bouncing body, “Fuck my cock!”“Fuck my horsey!” she squealed getting faster, pounding up and down her face a mixture of pain and pleasure.Charlotte looked her eyes looking right at me, “You’re my fucking horsey!” she breathed, “fuck me. Fuck me! FUCK ME!”

I grabbed her young hips and helped her fuck me. Her hands flew to her riding hat and she put her hands on the top bouncing and screaming, “Fuck my horsey!”“Fuck horsey!” I yelled back, “fuck it you little cunt!”Charlotte must have been nearer her orgasm. She squealed and squirmed while pounding me into the bed. Her cunt muscles milked my cock and she yelled in my face, “I don’t lick cunt! I’m not a cuntlicker! I swallow cock and fuck cock!”

This was all blowing my mind. My little sex victim was turning into a lust cock crazy animal before my eyes. I was going to cum. I was going to cum inside her.“Fuck!” she bounced faster now just making inarticulate sounds.

I sat up and grabbed her head forcing my tongue in her mouth. She responded as I started fucking her as she rode her horsey. Her thin frail body felt so good, so hot, and so tight. I rolled her over and started fucking her my mouth not leaving hers. I held her legs wide open pumping into her body, ramming my cock into her well-juiced virgin cunt.“I’m going to cum in your mouth,” I grunted leaning back and pulling myself from her pussy.

Charlotte sat up her little hands grabbing my cock, wanking it, the prick head aimed at her mouth, waiting mouth.I gripped her riding hat, “Get it in there!” I shoved her lips onto my cock and held it there tight and I blasted my hot spunk into the teenagers sucking mouth. She sucked hard, as if she trying to get milk shake through a straw. I felt myself explode, cum filling her cheeks, which ballooned. I watched her swallow, which was a lovely sight.

Charlotte’s lips popped off my cock and I slapped my wet stained prick on her button nose.Good girl,” I breathed, “good miss riding whore.”What the fuck is going on!”

I turned to see Amy in the doorway of the bedroom. I had know idea how long she’d been there, watching us, watching me fuck her little sisters cunt off. Amy was flushed, still wearing the Girl Guide uniform, which strained against her hefty bosom.“I’m fucking Charlotte,” I found myself saying getting off the bed and walking towards the seventeen year old.

Charlotte, her face smeared with cum, her cunt wide open and slowly contracting grinned like and idiot and said, “I’m not a lesbian.”You’re fucking sick,” Amy said trying to look me in the face but her eyes drifted down to my dwindling erection, cum dripping from the end.You’re late.” I said in a “matter of fact” tone.What?” Amy’s serious green eyes looked confused, “you’re fucking my sister.”Are you jealous?”

I knew what I was going to do. I had it in my head but I couldn’t imagine actually doing it. I had to step over the edge.“No.”“Flaunting those fucking tits all the time.”I grabbed two handfuls of the biggest tits in the world. My fingers sank into the flesh through the Girl Guide uniform. I gripped the jello bags and tugged her into the room, swinging her around by her jugs and throwing her on to the bed.

Charlotte sat on one side looking at her well-fucked cunt like it was an alien creature. I leapt on Amy still squeezing, tugging and yanking her fun bags. The girl was trying to fight so I punched her hard in the left tit, squashing the bra monster, atakent escort then I punched her even harder in the right on, my fist spreading the flesh out flat. While the Girl Guide under me started sobbing I ripped the shirt open and looked at the bra, it had a front catch.

“Front loader,” I said putting all my weight on her gorgeous body, “what a tit teaser you are.”I undid the catch and the enormous boobs sprang out to greet me. Pink sensitive flesh and two of the largest nipples I’d seen in my life.“You are a big girl Amy,” I leant my head down and sucked one of her nipples, taking a mouthful of tit.

“Get off me!” she squealed.Charlotte was walking out of the door, “Where are you going P.T.?”The sixteen year old shuffled on her feet, “Gonna make a cup of tea. You’ve got to fuck Amy so I don’t really have to watch do I?”“Okay teencunt,” I held both Amy’s huge nipples in a thumb and forefinger “keep your riding hat on around the house and make me a cup of tea as well.”
“Okay,” the well-fucked teenager walked out of the room.

“You’ll never get away with this,” Amy said as I twisted her nipples, watching the tit flesh distort.“Amy listen,” I shook her nipples, slapping her tits together making a lovely sound, “we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Easy way, you let me fuck these Godzilla tits. Or I beat these jugs black and blue with a belt, and then I fuck them. You choice.”

Amy looked at me with disgust; maybe I’d misjudged her. Maybe she wasn’t as much of a submissive as her younger sister. I grabbed her head and pulled her left tit to her mouth, “Suck your own tit, come on!”Her mouth wrapped around the nipple as I pulled her boob flesh to meet it.“Suck it!”
And, to my surprise and joy, she sucked.

The tit fairy had been kind to Amy. Fourteen she sprouted two enormous boobs. She was a little girl with fucking big tits. I had trouble talking to her and keeping eye contact. But she was still a girl, not a woman. Now at seventeen she was a young woman with a fucking huge pair of air bags. And I was making suck her left nipple erect.

My other hand gripped the right tit and brought it her mouth. With some trouble I managed to squeeze both her nipples into her mouth and laughed as I heard I suck.“Suck them! Suck them both!”After a while I pulled her fat knockers out of her gasping mouth.“Did you like that?” I asked her still sitting on her stomach, my cock growing with anticipation“You sick fu…”

I slapped her hard around the face. Then hard on the tits. I started spanking her huge boobs as hard as I could.“Don’t” WHACK! “You!”“Fucking

Amy struggled and cried under the onslaught. I was half crazy with lust and totally pissed off at the tit queen. I wanted to fuck her jugs so much I was going to do anything to make sure she let me fuck them willingly.

The tit spank continued. Sometimes on the nipples, other times right on the tit flattening the flesh, then others on the sides or uppercut sending her big boob smacking into the little teencunts chin.

I suddenly grabbed both of Amy’s huge tits and squeezed them as hard as I could watching the nipples harden. I leant my head down and took a sensitive nipple in my mouth, sucking hard on the flesh. Sobbing Amy watched as I swapped my mouth over to her other trapped boob.

My cock was fully erect now. I sat back, let her tits go and aimed my cock at the valley between the huge pink pillows.“Titty fuck time Amy.” I slid my cock between the warm valley of her young tender boobs. I pressed the tit flesh together trapping my cock between the twin mountains of seventeen-year-old tit flesh.

“Now,” I said to her tear smeared face, “I’m going to fuck your tits. And when my cock comes out to your face and says hello I want you to kiss him to show him how much you like your teenage jugs being fucked.”

It was an unbelievable sensation having my cock ramming in and out of the teenagers cleavage. Her tits were squashed together and I started fucking away at her boobs as if I was fucking her cunt.

My cock popped into and out of her cleavage smacking against her chin, then on one stroke she repositioned her head so my cock touched her red lips and to my surprise the busty Girl Guide kissed my prick.

“Good girl guide!” I yelled fucking away at her boobs, “bob a blow job for you. Now lick it! Yes, that’s it! Lick my prick!”

She did. Amy started licking my cock as it pounded in and out of her big tits. She lifted her head anticipating my cock and opened her mouth so my prick head popped in and out of her hot little mouth as I tit fucked her.

“Yes!” I cried, “you suck it!”Amy, the huge chested seventeen year old started sucking my mushroom head when I pushed it between her lips. She sucked hard, trying to keep it in her mouth but I always pulled myself back into the warm sticky valley of her young enormous boobs.

“Right,” I fucked harder, ready to cum, “stick your tongue out and catch my spunk!”I shafted Amy between her tits and as my cock sliced in and out of her cleavage my spunk started blasting out of cock as I screamed, “Take it you little cunt!”

Amy took it full in the face. Most of it on her outstretched tongue. I kept fucking her tits till I was completely spent and most of it was in the blonde’s bemused face. Some of my cum found its way on to her girl guides cap. With a final grunt I shoved my cock into Amy’s waiting mouth and fucked her face with what little strength I had left. It wasn’t a throat fuck more a gentle mouth fuck, my cock popping in and out of her lips and finally resting on her chin.

I looked down at her. She was dazed, not quiet sure whether she liked it or not.“Tea.”I looked up at Charlotte who stood by the bed holding a cup of tea. She was still naked, her pretty body shivering with anticipation, the riding hat on her head. Tell tale signs of dried up spunk around her lips.

“Amy has a riding hat too.” The little sixteen year old smiled.I felt Amy suck the tip of my dwindling erection and I knew I was about to have two fucking brilliant weeks.
The sun shimmered on the pool as I took a sip from my ice-cold lemonade. Charlotte was swimming naked her beautiful body appearing by my side, wet, sparkling her short brown hair slick on her head. I glanced over at Amy as she walked towards me in one of the skimpiest bikini’s

I could find. It was black, with a tong and two of tiny diamonds which barely covered her huge nipples on her enormous bouncing pink pillows that shook as she moved closer. Her black velvet-riding hat firmly on her blonde head. In one hand she held as requested a bottle of vegetable oil, in the other a strap on dildo I’d brought the night after I’d tit fucked her and fucked her little sister stupid.

The rest of the night had been eventful. I spanked Amy on her tight bottom and made her have a shower with me while she was still in her Girl Guide uniform. Under the water I spanked her some more and slowly removed the wet clothes.

I finished off with another glorious tit wank with Amy kneeling in front of me squashing her mammoth mammeries together while I fucked away at her soft wet tit flesh. This time I made her hold the tip of my cock in her mouth and came making her swallow every drop.

I went to sleep with both girls that night and was pleasantly awoken the next day by little Charlotte sucking on my cock trying to make it erect. The sweet little sixteen year old wanted me to fuck her again, so I obliged ramming her as hard as I could and this time cumming on her tight flat belly.

I’d spent the rest of the morning by the pool watching Charlotte swim.Amy knelt by me holding out the strap on cock.“Charlotte, come here.” I said sitting up and taking the plastic prick off the big boobed blonde.

Charlotte climbed out the pool showing me her lovely naked body. Her peach tits all wet and her nipples rock hard. I motioned her to kneel down and she did. I lifted the strap on cock and placed it over her head.

“What?” she said nervously.“Ssshh Charlotte or I’ll have to smack you.”I fixed the fake cock so it was level with her mouth. She looked strange, this gorgeous teenager with a strap on around her head, the thick black eight-inch cock coming from her mouth.“Stand up, both of you.” They did, “now, face each other.”

I stood up and placed my hands on the back of both their young necks.
“Charlotte and I are going to teach you how to deep throat Amy.” I said in a matter of fact way as I pushed Amy’s head forward so her lips touch the large plastic cock head.

“Open up Amy,” I held her by the back of the neck and edged her forward, “that’s it, wrap your lips around the cock.”Amy didn’t struggle, her lips parted slowly and I pushed them both so the mushroom head slid into the chesty blondes mouth.“Get it all nice and wet. Build up that saliva,” I grinned my cock was getting hard pressing against my trunks, “nice and wet so it will slide down your throat.”

She struggled a bit on the word throat, but I held her fast. Charlotte’s lovely blue eyes were widened in a mixture of fear and lust. She didn’t know what to think of it as moved their heads closer together getting another inch of fake cock into the 17 year olds wet saliva dribbling mouth.

I stroked down Amy’s flawless back, down her spine and on to her lovely firm buttocks. Nice pink globes with a black thong deep between her cheeks. I patted her firm bottom then smacked her left cheek as hard as I could. Amy jerked, a red handprint on her goose bumped skin.

I turned my attention back to the young girls mouths. The plastic cock wasn’t as deep as I wanted it to be. I added pressure to the back of both their necks. I shook them slightly, “Come on Amy, you can do it.”

I pushed Charlotte and Amy closer forcing another inch of the dildo into the blonde girls mouth.“Kiss your sister,” I chuckled pressing their young teenage heads closer together.

After a few more seconds I let go. Amy yanked her head back, coughing and spitting. The spit hit Charlotte full in the face and the sixteen-year-old girl yelped under the black cock, “Don’t do that!”

I stood behind Amy and took both of her heavy huge tits in my hands. My hard on pressing into her back. I kissed her soft blonde hair and whispered, “Open wide and put the cock in your mouth.”

Amy’s lips opened taking the bulbous head of the plastic prick. I brought my hand up taking a handful of her hair, which hung from the back of the riding hat. My other hand continued squeezing and kneading her firm teenage tits, they were so big and firm I couldn’t stop pulling and yanking them as I pushed her head into the cock.

The blonde struggled again but I held her firm slapping each of her tits making them bounce and jolt in the flimsy bikini.You’ve got to learn to swallow it all.” I said firmly watching tears form in her beautiful blue eyes as I forced the dildo further into her over stretched mouth.
I could see she wasn’t going to do it so I let go. Instantly she pulled back gasping for air.

I sat on the sun bed pulling my shorts off to reveal my raging hard on. I told Charlotte to remove the dildo and swallow my cock. I made the two girls sit either side of the bed, either side of my cock. I removed Amy’s riding hat and took hold of the top of her head, I grabbed the top of Charlotte’s head aiming her open mouth at my prick.

“Watch and learn Amy,” I said as I pushed Charlotte’s head down, my prick entering her mouth, slowly my whole shaft slid between brunette elfin teenagers lips, into her mouth, into her throat. She took it will ease as she was used to me pounding her gullet.

I held the side of Charlotte’s face and started fucking her mouth up and down my cock. I felt her throat convulse as she tried to swallow my prick. My thick shaft never leaving her lips as she sucked and gagged.Good girl,” I shivered looking at my prick between the 16 year old teases lips.

I let her face go and put my hands behind my head watching as she gobbled, throated and sucked my rock hard cock.“Don’t be greedy,” I took hold of Amy’s blonde hair easing her face down to my crutch, “give some to Amy.”

Charlotte popped her mouth off my bulbous head. Her hand gripped the shaft and aimed the cock at her older blonde sister. Amy reluctantly opened her mouth and sucked on the spongy pink knob while Charlotte licked the shaft. Amy sucked noisily just on the tip of my cock her tongue licking and circling the slit. I shivered as she became a little bolder and took the whole head between her lips, her cheeks sucking in and out as she tried to copy her little sister.

“Come on Amy, try and suck it all the way.”Her hand was now on the shaft rubbing up and down as she gobbled on my cock head. Charlotte was now licking and rubbing her face against my balls. Amy sucked and wanked harder and I knew she was trying to make me cum so

I wouldn’t make her deep throat. I looked down at the girls. A blonde head bobbing up and down now as she used both hands on the shaft. Charlotte’s brown hair almost gone, her mouth full of my balls, which she sucked on as hard as she could.

I took hold of Amy’s hair and pulled her mouth off my cock. She let out a gasp, her hands stopped wanking.Greedy,” I grinned, “let Charlotte have some cock to swallow if you won’t.”Amy looked a little upset, she looked at me with stern blue eyes, “I can swallow you,” she said flatly, “maybe I just don’t want to.”

Charlotte was already on my cock, fucking her head on and off the thick shaft. Her lips touching the base of the prick as she fucked her throat on and off.“Charlotte,” I groaned on the verge of coming in the girl’s bottomless gullet, “Amy’s turn!”

A hand full of brown hair and I whipped her off my cock. A string of saliva connected to my prick and her full beautiful bottom lip.Suck it all the way!” I yelled ramming my prick into Amy’s mouth as I pushed her head down, “fucking throat it you monster titted blonde cunt!”

Both hands held Amy’s head as I fucked up and into her mouth. She tried to pull off but I was having none of it. I leant forward pressing her head down, not caring as I heard her gag. I put both hands on the back of her head and pushed as I felt my prick fill her mouth.

She started struggling so I pulled her up for air. Spit and foam came out of her mouth as I pulled her off my cock. She was sobbing slightly as I made her face me.Tit fucks are all your good for isn’t it?” I slapped her face a few times until she opened her eyes.

“Go fuck yourself.” She said opening her blue eyes and staring coldly at me.
Right you cunt,” I pulled her so she was between my legs. With one hand I held the top of her head and with the other I slapped my cock over her beautiful face.

“This,” slap! “is going” slap! “down your fucking throat!” Slap! “Whether you like it!” Slap! Slap! Slap! “Or not!” Slap! The final slap was in her eyes, smearing them with precum.I pulled on her nipples to get her into position, my prick aimed at her mouth, hands both sides of her head.Stick your tongue out!” I snapped.

Amy’s wet tongue came out and I lay my cock head on it. I slid my cock over her tongue and into her warm wet mouth. I pulled her head forward forcing more of my cock meat into her hot inviting orifice. Her eyes widened as I shoved forward and pulled her head at the same time. I could feel my cock head against the back of her mouth, on the edge of her throat. Her mouth started to fill with saliva as instinctively she tried to digest the tube of meat invading her face.

“Okay a few more inches,” I pushed forward, “and we’re going to be there.”My cock hit what felt like a wall. Her tight throat spasm, contracted. I couldn’t ease it in. I’d have to ram it down the blonde teenager girls gullet.“Okay,” I pulled out of her gasping choking mouth, “let’s try this another way shall we.”

After some spanking of both her quivering thong encased buttocks and her bouncing twin torpedoes, I had Amy bostancı escort lay on the sun bed on her back with her head at the wrong end so it hung over the side. Her huge tits stood upright. Her huge nipples hardly covered by the tiny diamond shaped bikini.

I knelt at the base of the sun bed, cock in hand. Her beautiful full blonde hair hung over the side, even her blonde fringe which was always just above her eyes hung back over her forehead. I slapped my cock against her sweaty forehead.

All this time Charlotte naked and gorgeous sat watching in awe. I held my cock towards Charlotte’s mouth.“Give him a kiss.”Charlotte leant forward her lips parting to swallow. I pulled my prick aside.“No just a kiss!”

Reluctantly the little brunette kissed my pricks tiny lips. I turned to Amy taking hold of her soft pink tits I pressed my knob against her lips and started fucking in and out of her mouth. Saliva and spit dribbled out of the corner of the blonde girls lips as I fucked her face. My hands squeezing, pressing, kneading, jerking, pinching, slapping her twin pillows.

I picked up as pace and my hands grabbed her head. I fucked harder, as hard as I could, my cock punching the back of Amy’s tight virgin throat.She couldn’t move her head as I ploughed in and out of her saliva filled gaping mouth. With each vicious stroke I felt my prick force in another inch.

During one of these strokes I felt my cockhead punch into her throat, she started to swallow around it sending waves of pleasure through my body. I looked down and I saw my cock bulging in her throat. It was there in Amy’s tight virgin gullet.

I held her tits for support and started throat fucking her watching my cock appear and disappear from her slender pink neck.I was in a frenzy holding her throat with one hand and slapping at her big bouncing boobs with the other my cock ramming in and out of her throat. The poor blonde beauty gagging and choking just made me fuck even harder until I lunged forward, my cock cumming in her throat.

I held it there as long as I dared then yanked back listening to a delightful plop as my cock head popped out of her gullet. Cum, saliva and foam spewed from her lips as I stepped back I grabbed her head and flipped her over so the liquid could pour from the teenage bitches mouth. She coughed and spat, tears in her eyes.“Told you…” she gasped, “told you I could do it.”

I lifted her head up. My cum all around her lovely mouth. I smeared it around her face, her cheeks, her eyes and in her blonde fringe. She tried to smile but it came out more of a slightly insane grin.Yes you did it,” I waved my cock in her face, “now kiss him and say thank you.”Amy pursed her lips and kissed the tip of my cock, “Thank you,” she croaked.

“Now lick him clean.”Her tongue went to work as I watched the naked Charlotte lying on the other sun bed. The little tart was frigging herself as she watched us.Amy’s sucked on my cock cleaning off the cum. She licked the underside so the prick lay on her face, on her nose and forehead. She now turned her attention to my balls that ached as she kissed and licked them.
Okay, enough.” I said pulling away.

Amy gave me a sulk look. She pushed her tits together so the diamond part of the bikini moved and showed her giant nipples. I wanted to fuck her again, but I was spent. I needed a rest and time to produce some more spunk before I fucked her tight virgin cunt.

I wandered into the outhouse by the pool, there was a large table used for massage. I lay on it and decided to sleep for a while. I could face the girls by the pool at the moment. Amy playing her tits and Charlotte fingering her pussy. I needed a break but only for a short while.

I massaged the oil into Amy’s body. I had taken a while covering her naked tits, squeezing them and rubbing the nipples till they became erect. Charlotte was busy in the house preparing lunch while I rubbed some of the oil into Amy’s plump buttocks. She lay on her belly. I slapped her left cheek hard so a palm print appeared then rubbed some oil in. I slapped the right cheek and did the same.

I pulled Amy up so her stomach was on the table but her buttocks high in the air. I parted her thighs and went to work on her pussy rubbing oil against her cunt lips then slapping them as hard as I could.

“Owww!” she squealed, “not there….”I slapped her winking pussy again, “Why,” SLAP! “not!”“It hurts.”I spanked the inside of her thighs for a full minutes ignoring her cries and wails. When I’d finished I looked at the crimson handy work.“It’s supposed to hurt Amy.”
I held her buttocks open and pressed my thumb against her puckered arsehole.What are you do…” cut her short by slapping the back of her leg.“Sssshhh. Do you know some men like to put their cocks inside women’s bottoms.”?“I know…”

SLAP! Right on her pussy lips.“Do you want me to put my cock in your bottom?”“No.”SLAP! On her quivering buttocks. I pressed my thumb, her anus sucked it in.“Why not?”“It’s too big. A cock is too big to go in my bum.”SLAP! Pussy lips again which were coming up a lovely bright red.“Okay,” I kept my thumb up her arse, “so where shall I put my cock then?”There was silence; I could hear her breathing her face pressed against the table, her gorgeous blonde hair laying over her face.

“My pussy.” She said her voice catching nervously. I pulled my thumb up and climbed on to the table “Thank you for the invitation my dear.”I rubbed my already erect cock against her pussy lips. Pushing forward I let my prick head prise the flesh curtains open. I leant forward edging a bit more in, my hands gripping her blonde hair as if they were reigns.

Then without any warning I shoved in hard! Something broke, Amy bucked underneath me letting put a pathetic squeal. But I didn’t stop. I yanked her head back and started fucking her virgin cunt without mercy.Awwww!” she yelled as I grabbed her face a leant over her my cock pumping in and out with fury.

I looked at her pain filled face from the side as I fucked away. My hand gripping her cheeks pushing them together so her lips pursed and her eyes squinted. She winced with every thrust.

“Take it you teen cunt!” I yelled in her ear fucking the teenager without any thought for the pain she was going through. Her first face fucked had been violent; her first fuck was the same, vicious, unrelenting. I pounded away at the girl now yanking her blonde hair with each fuck.

She collapsed on the table. I lay on top of her fucking at her body. My belly slapping against her buttocks, my head above hers, my chest mashing against the back of her head and her blonde hair. I pulled her back suddenly so she now bending over the end of the table. I took hold of her tits and began gripping them as hard as I could, during all this I didn’t stop fucking her.

“Ugh! Ugh!” she started groaning as I pounded away.I knew I was about to cum. I could feel it, I didn’t really want to cum inside her. I grabbed a handful of hair as I pulled out of her cunt, span her around and slammed my cock meat into her gasping mouth at the same time I came again. Blasting into her open mouth and face.

“Suck it!” I guided my cock between her lips and she instinctively started sucking.I fucked her mouth for a while until I was finished then to finish I wrapped her tits around my prick and made her tit fuck me for a little while until all my spunk was either in her mouth, on her face, or between the valley of her giant mammaries.

I lifted Amy up and sat her on the table. I examined her well-fucked pussy just to make sure I hadn’t cum inside her. She was a little hairy than I thought and I knew that tomorrow I’d shave her.“Thank you,” Amy said blankly.I kissed her forehead holding her against me. She felt so good and so warm. I knew I’d have another tit fuck before the day was out.

The next morning I was drinking some orange juice waiting for the girls to get up. The doorbell rang and I just assumed it would be the milkman after his pay or then postman with some recorded delivery. I opened the door to see a young girl with shoulder length black hair, piercing blue eyes and a slim figure underneath her black t-shirt and jeans. In her hair she wore a purple Alice band, which held her lovely hair out of her face.

“Oh, hi,” she smiled awkwardly, “is Amy in. I’m Claire.” She held her hand out, “you must be Wallace.”We shook hands, “Yeah,” I said bemused and turned on by this new arrival, “come in Amy’s still in bed.””No surprised,” Claire said under her breath as she followed me into the kitchen.I was naked apart from a dressing gown as I offered the new girl tea or coffee.

“Tea please,” she said sitting on one of the kitchen stools, “or maybe you’d like me to suck your cock.”“What?” I was shocked, “what did you say?”Claire smiled, “Amy says you like young girls to suck your cock. You like to make them put it in their throats.”I felt an icy chill, “She told you this?”
Yes.”

Something was wrong, the girl sat in front of me accusing me of fucking Amy’s mouth but I couldn’t get rid of the hard on under my dressing gown.
You’re an ugly old fuck,” Claire continued, “there’s no way I’d let you put your prick in my mouth.”At that moment I focused on her mouth, red lips, wet, inviting. I wanted nothing more than to shove my cock right down this cocky bitches throat.

“I said,” Claire got off the stool and walked towards me thrusting her teenage breasts at me, “you’re an ugly old fuck!”Without thinking I slapped the dark haired girl hard around the face. She jolted making a whimpering sound, then straightened.

I don’t know why I did it but I slammed my fist into Claire’s stomach. As she doubled over I grabbed her short black hair and dragged her across the kitchen into the lounge. As we struggled she ripped my dressing gown open.

I threw her against the armchair and she sat with her back against the chair looking at me with wild eyes. Her cheek was red from my slaps.What you gonna do old man?” she carried on pushing me, “going to hurt me? Punish me?”

It came to me suddenly and I still can’t remember where it even came from. I tore the dressing gown off. She laughed pointing at my erection. I turned around and aimed my big hairy arse at her teenage haughty face. I grabbed her wrists and held them between my legs.“Kiss my arse bitch.” I said pressing my bum against her face.

Claire had nowhere to go, she struggled but I managed to force her face against my arse crack. I jumped back and sat on the teenage girls face. Her head pressed hard against the cushion of the armchair. Her legs kicked out and her arms jerked back and forth. I felt her nose right up my crack, her button turned up nose penetrating my chocolate starfish. I grinded my arse in her face a few times laughing as she struggled and groaned.“No…owww….this stinks….ow!”

I eased her legs open with my legs so that the fabric of her black jeans strained against her crotch.Call me an old fuck…” I said as I used her hands and my balled up fists to punch her very hard right on the cunt.Claire buckled squealing and I felt her mouth against my arse cheeks.I lifted my bum up and looked over at her.She looked gorgeous her black hair spread out on the cushion, her face red and wet with tears, her blue eyes submissive.

“Open you’re mouth and stick you tongue out Claire, like a good teen cunt.”
Reluctantly with a “please don’t” look on her face her lovely wet red tongue appeared.Now, lick the chocolate starfish…” I slammed my arse back on her face and shivered as I felt the teenage girls tongue actually disappear up my arse.Claire struggled as I rode her face. I held her wrists and dodged her kicking legs. After about a minute I leapt off her and she gasped for breath.

“Jesus….” She groaned.I turned around, grabbed a hand full of her short black hair and pulled her up. She was gasping from breath as I took hold of one of her peach sized boobs through her tight black t-shirt. I squeezed the tit flesh as hard as I could, screwing up my hand into a tight fist.”Owwww!” she complained.

I released her hair and boob, she stood on wobbly legs her face bright red.
“Undress,” I said standing naked in front of the teenage girl.”Fuck off!” she snapped back.I grabbed her hair again and swung her around placing myself on the armchair I pulled her over my lap. I called her ever name under the sun as I held her down and started spanking her tight round arse cheeks through the black jeans.

“Don’t you swear at me!” WHACK! “you stuck up little…” WHACK! “cunt!”I smacked each cheek in turn, and then sent my palm slamming between her legs. She let out gasps, squeals and moans as I assaulted her through the black jeans. My hard on pressed against her stomach and as she squirmed and wiggled on my lap I felt myself get more erect.After a good couple of minutes of hard spanking I spoke, “Get up!”

Instantly Claire got on her feet. Her pretty blue eyes wet with tears.I started undoing her jeans from my seat position.”Don’t…” she said but before she could finish her sentence I snapped my hand hard across the breasts.
Aaaaahhhh!” she squealed.

I finished undoing her jeans and pulled them down to shown the thin white panties. I left the jeans around her knees so she couldn’t run away. My hand cupped her pubic mound. She was sopping wet.You dirty little cunt,” I said rubbing her sticky pussy through her pants, “you’re really getting off on all this aren’t you.”

“Go fuck yourself,” she snapped back.I grabbed the back of her head and stood up rubbing my cunt juice stained hand over her mouth and nose. She struggled a bit as I forced her lips open, pushing my wet fingers into her mouth.Suck my fingers,” I demanded pushing my fingers in her mouth, “suck your own cunt juice.”

Tears in her eyes she started sucking weakly on my fingers. My other hand caressed her black hair easing her head a little closer.“Now,” I whispered in her ear, “take your t-shirt off Claire.”My fingers slurped out her mouth and she started taking her top off. Underneath was her pale pink skin and a matching white bra covering her peach sized boobs.

I threw the black t-shirt aside and took hold of her tits through her bra. My fingers dug into her young flesh, I gripped her nipples and pulled hard on them making her grunt. She tried to move forward but I placed my knee against her cunt stopping her. I carried on stretching her 17-year-old tits as if I was trying to rip them off her rib cage.

“Now how about you taking those panties off and showing me your teenage cunt.” I said releasing her boobs, her hands coming up to comfort the abused flesh.Claire pulled her knickers down to her ankles and stood back up with her legs tightly closed. Her well-groomed pussy looked so inviting and I wanted to see more.

“Open you legs!” I snapped pulling her closer.
Just to encourage her I smacked the inside of both her thighs until crimson and she’s opened her legs wide enough. My hand moved to her sensitive pussy, taking hold of the lips on both sides I started to pull them open and look into the wet pink flesh. Her tiny cunt hole seemed to wink at me as I held her lips apart with one hand and brought the other back to smack hard on her defenceless open wide pussy.

Claire jolted, gritting her teeth, tears now streaming down her face as I smacked her again.SMACK! And again on her exposed cunt. SMACK!”Do you like that?” I asked looking up at her.My finger now probed the opening, pushing into the tight hole, screwing it into her. Her pelvis thrust down on to my invading finger, so I started fucking in and out. My other hand smacked her already smarting thighs and front of her legs.

Claire started fucking my finger, which was now deep in past the knuckle.”Ahhhh,” she moaned, “fuck me, hurt me….”I pushed another finger into her wet juicy pussy, fucking both digits in and out of her tight hole that seemed to suck me in. My other hand reached up and gripped her around the throat finger fucking her.”You like this you little slut!” I said fucking harder.

“Fuck me!” she squealed, “harder!”After about a minute fucking her tight cunt I yanked both my fingers out and released her slender throat.More,” she demanded holding her own pussy lips open, ” Again!

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I was in Monterey, California. 36 years old, broke as usual, and living in a vacant chicken coop where I was writing and rewriting a novel that the future would show, was never going to sell.

The chicken coop was in the back yard of the house my brother-in-law, Bill, and younger sister, Kathleen, owned–or at least were making mortgage payments on. My living situation wasn’t really as bad as it sounds, I’m good at building and fixing things, and my sister, Kathleen and her husband, Bill, fed me enough to keep me alive, and gave me free rein to do what I wanted with the old chicken coop.

I’d fixed up the coop– somewhat– (and cleaned it with a solution of bleach). The walls of the old building were made of one inch thick, by 14 inch, redwood planks. I’d borrowed a reciprocal saw and a couple of new blades from Bill, to cut a large rectangular hole in this front wall to install a used window. The addition of the window allowed enough natural light inside to keep the coop from becoming too claustrophobic for me to work in. The space inside measured 18 feet by 12 feet, so there was enough room inside to hold quite a few used pieces of furniture and even an old sofa that made into a pretty comfortable bed.

This story takes place in the days before PC’s arrived on the scene. My method of writing was on an electric typewriter. I’d brought power into the coop by a long, orange colored extension cord plugged into a 15 Amp power box at the rear of the main house. The power cord also allowed for a small hot plate, a couple of lights, and a cheap electric coffee pot.

I’d also scrounged up a small discarded pot-bellied wood stove and some 4- inch stove pipe. With only a little effort I’d installed the stove in one end of the coop and set it on some old discolored fire bricks with the stove pipe going out the wall and then up over the roof. The stove was now crackling away merrily, and warming the coop enough for me to be down to my t-shirt and white jockey shorts. I’d placed a small pan on the stove with drinking water in it to heat for some instant coffee. The coffee maker was too much trouble to wash and clean, so I used it only for the first coffee in the morning. It was starting to get dark outside, and I wanted some caffeine to perk myself up for a few alert hours of working on the novel.

As I was pouring some of the boiling water into a large ceramic mug and stirring in some instant coffee, there was a sound outside and then a knock on the plywood door.

It was my sister, Kathleen. She’s nine years younger than me. I’d left home for college and then the Army, when she was just a nine year old kid, so we’d never had a chance to really get to know each other the way I knew my older sister Daphne..

I might as well let you know right here, that the BIG thing in my life has always been to get off. Yeah! Sex. Jeez! I love it so much…. Daphne had been four years older than me and I’d tasted her pussy at a very young age–but that’s for another story.

I opened the door and Kathleen stepped inside, and looked around, She was wearing pink flip-flops on her bare feet, and had on one of her husbands long- sleeved white shirts… Her dark hair hung down to her shoulders and she smelled of soap, like she’d just stepped from the shower…. “Wow,” she said, as she looked around the inside of my little makeshift home, “..a stove and everything. It looks a lot better in here now then it did when you decided to camp out here instead of in the house…. Brrrr, it’s starting to get chilly outside too, it’s nice and warm in here.”

Kathleen scanned my t-shirt and jockey shorts, and PERHAPS her glance checked out my package– or maybe it was just my imagination– Or wishful thinking.– Or both.
Kathleen had matured into a pretty 26 year old woman. She wasn’t beautiful by any means, but she was certainly pretty, and took care of herself with proper diet and exercise. She was very healthy and optimistic, and gave off a nice energetic feeling to all those around her. She had a lot of friends, and men especially, went out of their way to befriend her…

Kathleen was a brunette, and wore her hair down around her shoulders. Her legs were a little too thick at the ankles, she had a round schoolgirl face and wore large horn-rimmed glasses. I’m six foot two inches, and Kathleen came up to the bottom of my chin, probably making her 5-7 or about that. I imagine she weighed about 130.

She was a nice looking, healthy, young woman, not a ravishing beauty, but certainly one that any man would be happy to be with. She was way above average in smarts too, and I was about to find out how far above the average she was in a lot of other things.

I motioned to a small overstuffed armchair with the fabric a bit frayed but still serviceable ( and one I found very comfortable), for Kathleen to relax in.. I was lonely and hoped she wouldn’t run off back bayrampaşa escort to the main house, but would sit and talk with me for awhile…. She sat down in the chair I’d indicated and I sat on an old kitchen chair a few feet from her.

“You’ve made this place really very nice and homey, David. Dad would be proud of you!”

“I doubt Dad would ever be proud of me,” I said. Our father had passed away two years before, at the age of 92. I hoped I would live as long, and be as healthy as he’ d been for most of those 92 years..But he and I had never really gotten along. I’d never been able to talk with him as I grew up. I’d found myself being attracted to boys as well as to girls in an early sexual way, and I’d wanted to talk with him about things like what being normal meant. I was the third child of four. Kathleen was the youngest.

I’d sucked off my older brother’s cock when I was still a kid, and tried to fuck my older sister.. I was over-sexed from the time I’d been born. Fortunately I was also able to keep secrets very close to myself, and the things I’d done as a kid remained secrets. I’d never been molested, or violated in anyway, but I’d stumbled into situations all my life that had ended in sexual adventures. Those happenings just seemed to be my destiny…

“Why do you think Dad wouldn’t be proud of you ? Kathleen asked. She was wearing one of her husband’s white shirts and I noticed with the way she was sitting, she only had white cotton panties on. The white shirt had been long enough when she was standing to come down almost to her knees, and I thought she was wearing shorts under it. But no, she wasn’t wearing a bra either, and I could see half the pink nipple of her right breast as I looked down at her from the greater height of the kitchen chair I was sitting in.

This sight made my cock jump a little under my jockey shorts, and I started to wonder why she’d come out here half undressed and seemed in no hurry to get back to the main house.

Like I said, Kathleen is a smart girl, and she knew by my expression and the way I’d glanced at her legs, what I was thinking. A little red appeared in her cheeks, but she held eye contact with me and her blue eyes were twinkling a little, or perhaps that was from the fading light (it was starting to get dark out now), and she made no effort to conceal the nipple.

The water in the pan I’d replaced on the wood stove was bubbling over and making a hissing sound. When I got up to take care of it, Kathleen couldn’t help but notice the tent in my jockey shorts.

“Would you like some of this cheap instant coffee?,” I asked her in order to take some of the tension out of the air between us. I didn’t want to tell Kathleen why Dad and I never got along, so I’d changed the subject and she was fine with that.

“Yes, please. Just black is fine.”

“Good,” I laughed, “since I don’t have any cream or sugar.”

Kathleen laughed with me and the tension was broken for the time being.

I realized I ‘d never been alone with my little sister. The setting we were in now was loaded with sexual energy. My cock kept getting harder.

“YOU and Dad were very close weren’t you?” I asked her.

“Yes, very close, ” she said as she carefully took the hot cup of coffee I handed her. I was quiet as she sipped a little hot coffee from the cup and then carefully set in on the plank floor by her bare feet. She’d kicked off the pink flip-flops she’d been wearing when she sat down.

“Bill’s a nice guy,” I said just to change the conversation.

“You KNOW he’s got to try every kind of drug he can get don’t you, David?”

This really surprised me, not that I didn’t know Bill was a druggie from the first time I”d met him, but that Kathleen would tell me. “Wow!” I said. “I DID know of course, but I didn’t think you wanted me to know anything about it.”

“Truthfully, I don’t mind that much.” Kathleen said with a smile, ” He sells his art and sculpture and takes really good care of me and he’s a gentle and –sweet— man, but he’s no good at all in bed. He has absolutely no interest in sex, and I haven’t seen him with a hard dick like you have how”–and she smiled at me–” in probably two years.”

“Oh, ummm, darn, I guess you must miss that a little!” I was completely knocked off my usually calm demeanor by this revelation, and shifted around on the kitchen chair to keep my hard dick from facing her.

“I miss it a LOT.” Kathleen said. “I need sex as much as YOU do, David. And I know a lot of things about YOUR sex life that Romyna told me.. In a way, I envy you. I think you and I are alike in a lot of those ways, although I’ve never been with another woman the way you were with Charlie and some men!”

” GOD damn,” I said,” I didn’t know you even knew Romyna (my x-wife)…. I shifted on the chair and then got up and walked around the little coop. .” Well, it’s true, I like just about everything beykoz escort about sex WAY too much” I said….I finished off the rest of the now cold coffee in the my mug and set the empty mug near the stove.

” Probably too much for my well-being and adjustment in life” I continued as I sat back down near Kathleen again. “–I mean look at me, no money, and living in your chicken coop. This is pretty low for a 36 year old man to sink.”

“If you hadn’t–“-Kathleen paused, and then looking directly into my eyes continued very slowly” –if you hadn’t sucked off your brother-in-laws cock, and fucked your wife’s sister– Martha– Romyna probably wouldn’t have divorced you, and you’d still be living in your house in Sherman Oaks.”

“Jesus!,” I groaned, “Romyna told you all of this?”

” Yes, Romyna did.”

What Kathleen had just revealed was the truth, I HAD done exactly that, and had loved the little drunken orgy Jose, Martha, and I had had. And yes, I Had sucked Jose’s cock–what I could get in my mouth. (That kid had the largest cock I’d ever sucked on!).

“I didn’t even know you and Romyna talked about anything,” I said, and then continued slowly, “Well, there was one good thing coming from of all of this— it made me give up drinking, and as a bonus I gave up cigarettes too. ” I hesitated and then said, “About the cock sucking thing, I do like sucking once in awhile, I suppose that really upsets you, that your brother is part fag… ”

“Not too much, ” Katleen said. “You don’t act like a queen, and don’t lisp, or act feminine.”Romyna said you’d never let a man fuck you in the ass, so I guess you’re just a nice looking cock-sucker! ” and she laughed in a wicked way while looking directly into my eyes with HER blue eyes sparkling behind the lenses of the black horn-rimmed glasses, and then reached slowly out with her right hand and put that hand on my bare knee and slowly rubbed my knee upward toward my thigh in such a way, that I was pretty sure –I mean I was REALLY sure– that I knew how this was all going to turn out…”I like sucking cocks too,” Kathleen said very slowly while staring down at my straining cock under the white cotton of my jockey shorts, and then, my sister added,” I like sucking off cocks A LOT. It’s been two years since I’ve tasted one, and I want some– right now.”

I was 36 at the time of this story, I’d been around the block a few times. I had–and have–the sexual morals of an alley cat. I didn’t need more of an invitation from a pretty–not beautiful–but pretty–and very desirable 26 year old woman, even if she was my own younger sister—– to move into action…

The trouble is I moved too fast, and my size 14 foot caught the edge of the flimsy kitchen chair I’d been sitting on, and dumped me on the plank floor.

Kathleen laughed but had the presence of mind to remove her glasses and put them on a nearby table and to remove the white shirt she was wearing and fling it on the sofa bed.. I could see from my spot on the plank floor, where I was trying to untangle my foot from the damned chair, that Kathleen’s white panties had a wet spot over her pussy.

As I watched her from the floor, where I was now stretched out, Kathleen removed her cotton panties and stroked her pussy with her right hand, she had a small, clipped patch of black hair on her pussy, and I knew she trimmed it. Back in those days, a woman trimming her bush was unusual, but something I liked a lot.

Still on the floor, I wiggled out of my briefs, and Kathleen came down on the floor with me and grabbed my erect penis.. “I want it, ” she said, and she sounded breathless. “Cum in my mouth, I want it, I want it, I want it… ” and her hot mouth engulfed my penis. I felt it slip down her throat with no effort and without her gagging in the least..

Kathleen curled around me as she sucked my cock. We were both on the floor and her hand was playing with herself as she sucked my penis, and Kathleen was sucking my penis so perfectly, that I could feel the cum building along my backbone and I was getting ready to spurt. I saw in a frenzy of lust how perfect Kathleen’s cunt was. Of course she’d never had any children, and that had added to the perfection of her pussy. The outer lips were of a perfect shape and beautifully engorged now with a pink glow to them, Her inner lips like the petals of a flower called to my mouth and I tasted her like the juicy fruit of the Mango. She was delicious. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming” I said, and couldn’t hold it any longer..

Kathleen shook and moaned and trembled as I sucked on her clit, and then I came into her mouth.. “Oh God! Oh God! that’s so good, so good,” She whispered and sucked the last drops of cum from my still erect dick…

Later that same evening, I fucked her, and I rimmed her.and licked her pussy and clit until she came, and until she moaned for mercy, and for me to give her a breathing spell. It was beyşehir escort wonderful. She was the most responsive, the most passionate woman I’d ever been with. I loved her now much more than as a sister. She was my mate in sex. My equal.

I was going to fuck her in the ass but the head of my cock is large, and I didn’t want to hurt her, the only lube I had was my spit and she was too tight in the asshole… There would be plenty of time for all that on another day. Instead she sucked me off again. Very slowly this time because it would be my third climax, and I knew it would be all the cum I had for her for awhile.. But she was so good at cock sucking and could actually squeeze my cock with her throat when my dick was all the way to my balls, with my balls against her chin, that I came with force for the third time, and again she moaned as I shot in her mouth and trembled with her own matching orgasm…

I wanted her to stay with me all night and opened the old sofa bed.

“No, David..” she said. Bill is my husband and I love him, I won’t sleep with you…”

“But, I protested, I love you more now than a sister. My God, you’re the most passionate woman I’ve ever been with, Come on, you can sleep with me..Bill is probably knocked out from something he’s taken,” and I patted the now open day bed next to me where I was sitting..

Kathleen came over and sat next to me on the open bed, and grabbed my face by the cheeks.. “Oww,” I said..

She moved her hands to my ears and shook my head while peering into my eyes. Her glasses were still on the table where she’s placed them before our session of intense sex had begun…Without her glasses her eyes were beautiful, they were mostly blue but had flecks of green and gray in them too.

“Listen very closely to me David. I’ve thought about this for a long time. When I knew you were going to stay with me– with us. I even rehearsed this next thing I’m going to tell you… I’m a planner David. I plan the shows for Bill. You have to understand that I LOVE Bill and will NEVER leave him for you. I know this will hurt you but you are my whore now. You are going to keep me from cheating on Bill with someone who would make a lot of trouble for us.. My own brother–you, David–are a perfect cover for us. I’ve planned this with Bill.. He knows I had to– HAD to– have a sex life, and he can’t give it to me. Even when he’s NOT on drugs, he’s one of those men, and I know there’s a lot of women too, who are ASEXUAL.. Bill is very creative, and very, very intelligent. He can understand my needs from a purely intellectual point of view, but he has no understanding about them from any of his own desires.. He’s hardly ever even masturbated… He just has NO interest in sexual things…

Kathleen still had me by the ears, and her face was only inches from mine, as she whispered to me, she shook my head with her intensity. Shook my head by her hands on my ears..

God damn, I thought this was one of the most extraordinary things that had ever happened to me…For once in my life I was completely quiet as Kathleen slipped her panties back on, slipped on her pink flip-flops, and buttoned up the long-sleeved white shirt, and had her hand on the door of the coop to return to her husband inside the main house.

Kathleen stood with her back to the door and looked down at me as I still sat on the bed.. “Thank you David, ” she said, and she had a wistful expression on her face, and had replaced the glasses.. “You’ve been everything I hoped you’d be. For the first time in years I feel satisfied and I know I can sleep peacefully tonight.”

“You mean this is it?’ I almost felt like crying. I felt rejected and I suppose in a way even used…

Kathleen came rapidly to the bed where I was sitting and grabbed me by the hair and kissed me with passion, her tongue came into my mouth and I sucked on it.. God, I wanted her again! I couldn’t believe it..

“Poor, baby. ” She said. “Of course this isn’t it. I want you every day from now on. Can you cum each day? I’ll suck you off anytime you want, but never in the main house , this will be our place to fuck. I’ll even bring you a young man to suck off, if you want. “

“Jesus,” I said,” you’re even more into this stuff than me. How did you learn all these ways of managing a secret sex life?”

Kathleen had stepped back to the door to go out, and turned to me once more.. “Oh, I had a great teacher, ” she said.

“Who the hell was that?” I asked.

“Why, Dad of course.” Kathleen said as she opened the coop’s door and a cold breeze blew in. “He even told me to come to you if I ever needed someone to give me all the sex I wanted–he knew everything about you, even about your sucking off Charlie and licking off Daphne when you were still a kid.. He was proud of you.” and then she was GONE. Back to the main house..

Holy royal hell !! I thought. Here I’d always figured I was pretty up on things. My little sister was going to dominate the holy fuck our of me, and I loved it. I lay down on the day bed, pulled a blanket over me, and was almost instantly asleep. Of course you all probably know I dreamed of Kathleen.

THE END by Stardust 8937…Written 9-23-10

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I was a little angry yet saddened when they told you how they had used you, Made you fall in love with them for a cruel joke, You dumped me for this other person even though they were married with a kid on the way even though at the time you never knew that, They were just someone who managed to treat you better than I could have in my wildest dreams, They treat you like a queen while I could only treat you as a princess, That all changed though when they hurt you, I guess it hurt me a lot more knowing you finally got to feel the pain I felt every moment I was without you, I am truly sorry for the pain you did feel, You know aswell as I that if I could of taken the pain I would have, I would have taken every little bad feeling you had and added them to all the pain I had to feel, Still do feel, I would of let you live a life without pain or fear if only I knew how, I would suffer every bad moment in life if it meant you could spend a lifetime of happiness, I know I did manage to do one thing, Not sure how but I did it, I took those nightmares you suffered and made sure that you slept peacefully everynight at the cost of me not only suffering nightmares at night but suffering them through the day aswell, Yeah I somehow got it so you didn’t suffer while I had to suffer twice as much as normal, Sounds strange but I will admit it was worth it, Whatever happened that başakşehir escort night I am glad it happened, Sure i suffer a lot but I know that you don’t anymore, I just want to say that through all the good and the bad times we shared I would never change a single one, I mean I love you more and more with each passing heartbeat, You was my world, My life, My heartbeat, You was my oxygen, I never thought I would be able to live without you but I seem to be doing it, Not a very good life I will admit that but I am managing to pass the days, I want you to know one last thing, I know you will never read this but I do love you, I have from the very first words we spoke to each other, I never knew what you looked like to begin with but that never mattered because to me you was and always will be the most beautiful girl to ever walk this earth, I mean yeah you still do walk this earth but I mean that past, present and even in the future there will never be a girl that can even come close to how beautiful you are, Anyways this has dragged on a little too long, Just want to say I love you, I still care about you deeply and I truly and honestly miss you with all the little pieces of my broken heart, You will always be the only girl that could ever fix the damage but I know you never will, Oh well I would rather live with a broken heart and say I felt true love than have a whole heart and say I never knew what love was, So I guess this is goodbye, Wish I could see your smile one last time, See those beautiful blue eyes or just hear your angelic voice but I know I never will so I will just have to survive with the memories of you, Love you so much, Always will till the end of time, Goodbye my sweet princess, I hope your life is filled with all the things you truly deserve, Peace, Happiness and even love.

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ONE Mechelle & Sally by Four_of_Ten2005
I was visiting a friend of mine who was having a weekend long party to show off the new house. It had everything, a big boat dock, pool, garden, the works. This house, originally built by some drug dealer in the seventies, spared no expense. The most interesting part of the house was the bathroom in the master suite, it covered a quarter of the second floor of the four bedroom house. It was bigger than the master bedroom.

The primary feature of the bathroom was the Jacuzzi hot tub, built in a stone grotto with a huge circular stained glass window. This tub could hold six easily. Other than the normal stuff one finds in a bathroom, it also had a shower/sauna that was like a big walk-in closet. There were several shower heads and a large wooden bench. Off to one side is what used to be a weight room, floor to ceiling mirror walls and thick red wall to wall carpet. The weights were gone, all that remained was a padded weight bench. You could get lost in this bathroom if you weren’t careful.

Everyone had known each other for a long time and it was good to have the chance to spend some relaxing time together talking and having drinks around the pool. We were all pretty wild when we were younger. The wildest of the bunch was Sally, she had done just about everything… twice. She never seemed to settle with anyone for very long, a real handful. Most everyone else was pretty mellow now as they hit their 40’s.

Most of the people decided to go for a sail. “It would be a shame to let this beautiful sailboat just sit at the dock. ” The neighbors had dropped by and they wanted to go for a sail too. I was little sunburn so I had to pass. They asked me to watch Luka their chocolate lab while they went sailing. I always loved dogs; it would be no problem and away they all went. The few of us that remained behind refilled our drinks and had a great old time until Sally threw a Frisbee in the pool. Luka took off after it like bullet knocking drinks and food all over the place. The only saving grace was when he brought it back to Sally, he knocked her down in the flower bed that had been recently fertilized. She was a mess so she rinsed off with the hose and went inside for a shower.

Soon after things settled down and the drinks kicked in the others left behind began to doze off on the chase lounges around the pool so I went into the kitchen to straighten up. I could hear the Jacuzzi pump in the tub upstairs running and I noticed that Luka was gone. I looked all over the house, I couldn’t find him anywhere. I decided to look ataşehir escort in on Sally and check out the hot tub.

There is no door to the master bathroom, just a short hall way. As I entered the hallway I could see Sally sitting on the edge of the hot tub, one hand on one her large breast kneading her nipple as she slightly rocked her hips back and forth as she leaned against the stone wall. I was embarrassed at first but frozen at the sight of her approaching total ecstasy. I was bewildered when she raised her other hand to brace herself against the wall as she began to pump her hips harder; but at what? I couldn’t see what was causing her so much pleasure. As I approached the end of the hallway she rolled her head back on her shoulders and caught a glimpse of me. Sally could barely say “Oh God Michelle, I can’t believe what is happening to me. ” “This is fucking wonderful” as she went into another wave of orgasm. I have never been with a woman before and I didn’t plan to start now.
But I moved closer to see Luka in the hot tub with his nose buried in Sally’s pussy licking away.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and her hips pumped wildly then she slid into the tub. As she stood up, obviously spent and wobbly in the tub “I know this looks bad, but I can’t believe how good it feels, you have to try it.”

Luka jumped out of the tub and shook water everywhere as he ran up to me and put his nose right in my crotch. “No boy, oh no!” I bent down and picked up a big beach towel off the floor a wrapped it over Luka to try and dry him. I knelt next to him patting him down with the towel,
“Sally, I can’t believe you, how did this happen?”
“He just hopped in the tub with me. I tried to get him out, he stuck his head between my legs and started licking, Oh God what a animal. ”
“I’ve never gotten off so hard in my life, at least ten times in few minutes.”
Sally was still breathing heavily as she sat on the steps of the hot tub drying her self.
“I can’t believe you let him do that to you Sally?”
“You seem to be pretty excited yourself Michelle, your nipples are rock hard and peeking out of your top.”
I looked down to see, like I needed to look, my heart was pounding, my pussy was soaked. All of the sudden Luka turned his head and gave my nipple a lick that sent a bolt of lighting straight to my pussy. I looked at Luka and he had this look of
“Oh please let me lick your pussy. ”
Sally, still catching her breath,
“Michelle you won’t believe it, in five minutes you’ll be in heaven. ”
“I can’t do this, not avcılar escort here Sally, what if someone else comes in like I did?”
“Let’s go in the weight room,”
Sally grabbed my hand and opened the door. We all went into the small square room find this small bench with the two metal things that holds the barbell in the center of the room. Thick carpeting and all mirrors with no windows. Sally, with a quick flick of her finger had my bikini bottoms down to my knees and a quick move of her toe had them to the floor. “You won’t need these for awhile. ”
My head was spinning, I couldn’t believe this was happening, but I had to do something, I was so hot. Sally is beautiful, large perfectly natural breast and a Monroe figure. There she was without a stitch on straddling the bench patting the end saying,
“Sit here Michelle, sit here. ”
Like I was in a trance, I sat on the end of the bench with my back to Sally and facing Luka’s smiling face with his huge pink tongue hanging out of his mouth. Sally undid my top and slowly moved her hands down my sides into my crotch and pulled open my legs singing in a falsetto voice,
“Luka baby, come to Michelle and take her to heaven, come on boy, come on.”
He moved up to me sniffing the inside of my leg, I could see the trails of the juices from my pussy and drooled down my leg earlier. His nostrils caught the sent and went to work. I could feel his breathe on my pussy as his tongue went straight for my clit. He was like a machine, perfect rhythm trying to sick that thing all the way inside me. I began to buck wildly; Sally grabbed me around my waist and held me tight as I exploded into one orgasm one after the other. I could hardly breathe, I have never come like this. It was like Twilight Zone, mirror images all around, I could see us from every angle. Sally began to whisper into my ear,
“Don’t you love it?”
“Oh, that was a good one, your hot. “
“You’re so hot, you’re making me wet again. ”
Sally started squirming around on the bench; the plastic padding was wet and slippery. Sally started humping her pussy against my back. I had my pussy plugged into this incredible thing driving me crazy, I didn’t have time for Sally and it didn’t matter what hell she was doing. I was waiting for the next incredible wave of pleasure to hit.

This one was building bigger than any before, I was holding on to the bench with both hands behind me and next to Sally’s behind, She was holding me tightly against her with her arms around my waist and pumping her pussy furiously against my back. She lifted alanya escort both of her legs up and over mine, her calves inside my knees and spread me open as wide as I could go. We were both over whelmed by shaking orgasms.

I was coming so hard, I was squirting and squirting, This has never happened to me, I was in dream land. Luka lapped up my juices in double time, sending me toward the edge uncontrollability again, it felt like the whole room was shaking. All of the sudden I snapped out of the fog, the room wasn’t shaking, no we were falling! Falling in slow motion. Sally’s orgasm had unset our balance on our little bench. We were slowly tilting to one side, We were shakily propped up by my one leg, Sally’s legs locked around my waist holding my legs open, her arms around my waist we were slowly going over and Luka didn’t miss a lick.

We hit the floor gently heaving for breath, trying not to laugh but failing. The carpet must have been double padded because we gently bounced as we tried to untangle our selves. I was on my stomach and slowly began to get up on all fours with Sally partly under me. Luka wasn’t finished, kept licking me with long strokes with his nose in my butt. It began to tickle and I started to laugh harder.

Sally had this questioning look on her face as I began to pick myself up. Her eyes and mouth began to open wide as she began to talk,
“Oh Luka, what big dick do you have. “
At that moment he mounted me with such a force that pushed my face straight into Sally’s pussy while his giant dick slammed into me so deep I gasp for air, but all I got was mouthful of pussy. Luka was like a jack-hammer, fucking me so fast and hard, his relentless grip around my waist. Held me tight in place.

The pain of this giant thing, filling my pussy and pounding my cervix turned into a fountain of pleasure, I was uncontrollably pushing back against his thrusts and he pushed my face back into Sally’s pussy. Sally grabbed my head and kept my face just where she wanted it. I was overcome by the passion and began to lick and suck her pussy as I began to come and come. Sally bucked wildly against my mouth as she held my head in place. Luka’s huge dick slamming against my pussy and her sweet juices had fed me to a state of arousal that was so indescribable, I spent my last bit of energy one more orgasm and collapsed on the edge of consciousness.

Luka fell out of me as rolled over on my back with my legs held tightly together; I couldn’t take it anymore. As I began to focus this incredible dog stood over me shooting dog come all over my breasts and face, into my mouth as tried to catch my breath. Sally gasped, “Oh my God, what a dog!” “Are you okay, Michelle?” As I tasted Luka’s come in my mouth and reality began to take hold all I could say was “Fucking Wonderful!”

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Notes from the author:

I originally posted Ch 16 in Novellas, but the views were down, and I think many of my regular readers may have missed it, looking for it in BDSM. If you have not read Ch 16, I hope you enjoy, and while I’m not sure when Ch 17 will be out, I have not given up. It’s a work in progress. Love to all and please don’t forget to vote and/or comment!

–J

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“Morning Sunshine!”

“Shut up,” I mumbled at my annoyingly happy brother.

Jake was one of those disgustingly cheerful morning people, and for the most part, it sucked for me. The upside was that he usually made me breakfast. And not just a wimpy bowl of Apple Jacks either. He made pancakes, hash browns, waffles, and in the case of mornings like this, eggs.

Mornings like this were mornings with a hangover.

“Thanks,” I muttered as he set a plate of scrambled eggs before me.

“Don’t mention it bud,” Jake smirked. “Think about those meetings at the Y, kay?”

“Mmm,” I grumbled in acknowledgement. Like hell was I going to one of those meetings. I didn’t have a problem. I just needed to decompress once in a while.

I began to pick at my eggs while Jake scrubbed the pans, whistling as he so often did, before washing his hands and heading for the door.

“Later fucker! I’ll be home around eleven. Putting in a double shift at the diner. Mom should be home around eight.”

“Later fucker,” I called back, wincing as the door closed way too loudly behind him.

I forced the eggs down before rinsing my plate and going to shower. I still had a few hours before the drop, and would try to get past this monster of a hangover in the interim.

I’d been recruited shortly after a party with some friends—or acquaintances rather. Not the sort of crowd my mom would approve of, or Jake for that matter. Jake and I were only a couple years apart, but he was infinitely better than me.

We looked almost exactly alike, or so we were told by anyone who’d met us both. Our mother said so all the time. Same height, same build, same facial features. But we were polar opposites.

Jake was the responsible one, busting his ass trying to support my mom and me. I was the screw-up, trying to compensate for being a screw-up, and failing miserably.

But that would soon change.

This gig with the Celtic Five street gang would easily put an end to our financial troubles. My job was simple. Pick up from supplier, make drop. It was almost too good to be true. But after the ease of the first dozen or so drops, I’d decided it could be a regular job. The fellas I typically made contact with weren’t the friendliest, nor the chattiest, but then, neither was I these days.

My ma still thought I was working at the farmer’s market. But who needed all those hours for such pathetic wages? I may have been a screw-up, but at least I could add. I was smart enough to understand that my family’s regular routine wasn’t working. We needed money, and being a handler for South Boston’s booming drug trade would get us money, quickly and quietly.

It was a job designed to be brief and seamless, but there were risks—considerable risks—like prison time, if I wasn’t careful.

The hardest part was the secrecy from my mom, and especially from Jake. In time, when I’d put away enough money, I would tell them.

The question of how to come clean was killing me, but it had to be done. It was a small price to pay to be able to get us out of this neighborhood.

Jake especially was destined for better things. I wanted him to go to college, make something of himself the way I knew that he could. As it was, he worked overtime as a dishwasher and back-up line chef at O’Brien’s about six blocks over. Far less than he was capable of. I believed he could succeed at anything, if only he was given the chance.

Two days later…

I swallowed in anxiousness when Jimmy handed me the address for today’s drop.

255 Raymond.

It was just a block away from Jake’s work. Shit.

I wasn’t ready for Jake to know about my endeavors, and this was going to be cutting it very close. I would just have to be quick and discreet. Like usual.

Everything would be fine.

I finally let go of the breath I’d been holding for the last twenty minutes.

Job was done, time to go home. Employing my practiced swagger, I strode towards the alleyway to retrieve my vehicle.

See? Nothing to worry about. Business as usual, no noise.

“What the hell?? Officers, what’s going on?”

My ears perked up in alarm, and I looked around frantically for the man I knew the voice belonged to.

“Jacob Donovan, you’re under arrest for drug trafficking. Put your hands behind your back.”

“What the fuck? What are you talking about?” Jake cried.

“Hands behind your back, now!” the officer barked as his partner approached from the rear, ready to assist.

I stood there, horrified, frozen in my tracks, ready to vomit at the sight before me.

“There’s been a mistake,” Jake insisted, Üvey porno but he complied and allowed himself to be cuffed.

“You have the right to an attorney…”

I wanted to run up to them, tell them they had the wrong guy, that Jake had nothing to do with this, and I was the one they wanted. But I didn’t. I just stood there like an idiot, scared shitless.

Jake spotted me then, from across the street, just before they muscled him into the back of the cab. His eyes were accusing, then pleading, and still I did nothing.

His look of surrender shook me to my core as I stood there, paralyzed with fear in the cold November air.

I knew I would never forget the look on his face.

“Curt, Curt!” Beth shook me gently.

“Beth? What’s going on?” I blinked sleepily, embarrassed to find that I was all sweaty beneath the sheets.

“I think you were having a nightmare. It sounded pretty bad,” she cupped my cheek, a tender sympathetic look on her face.

“Did I say anything?” I asked warily.

“Most of it was gibberish, but you distinctly called out for Jake. Jake’s your brother, right?”

“Uhh, right,” I stammered, eager to end this conversation before she dug too deep.

“You sounded really scared. Do you…want to talk about it?”

“No,” I said with finality. “I don’t want or need to talk about it. Don’t burden yourself.”

Her hurt expression had me unsettled, and cursing myself for my brusqueness.

Women were such healers. Unsatisfied if they didn’t have someone to fix, some problem to remedy. I didn’t want to be an asshole, but I didn’t want her to know of my past—my shame.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to help,” her eyes diverted to the sheets, and mine diverted to her soft naked flesh peeking out from it.

God I was such an ass. She wanted to help, and I wanted to fuck her until we both forgot who we were.

“No, I’m sorry,” I sighed, reaching for her, pulling her body closer to mine. “I shouldn’t have been so harsh.”

“It’s okay,” she whispered, her eyes now fixed on my chest.

“Look at me Beth,” I ordered softly, lifting her chin.

She reluctantly obeyed, her eyes watery.

I felt like such a bastard.

“Baby, I’m sorry,” I crooned before rolling her onto her back and kissing her tenderly.

“Mmmm,” Beth whimpered into my mouth.

As cheap of a move as it was, using sex to win her over, I couldn’t resist. I didn’t want to.

“Spread your legs,” I rasped.

She complied without hesitation, in spite of the recent uncomfortable exchange.

I stroked the tip of my cock along her lush petals, and declared, “With you Beth, the only thing I want is to love you. To give you pleasure, and share it with you. That’s all that matters. All you have to do is let me.”

“I love you too Curt. Anything you want, I’ll give you,” she murmured, wiggling against me, tempting me to push further inside her.

“Then give me your trust Bethany. Your trust, your love, and your body,” I growled before pinning her with another kiss. This one more demanding. And carnal.

I entered her slightly, then retreated. A bit more, in and out slowly, teasingly, making her squirm and beg. Her juices soaked my cock, as if her pussy had a mind of its own, and thought it could manipulate me with more wetness.

“Please Curt, fuck,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around me.

While I could have gone on teasing her for hours, I knew I still needed to make amends. What better way than to give her what she so obviously wanted?

I pushed in, firmly and steadily, all the way until I hit her cervix.

“Aahh,” Beth gasped, her cunt fluttering in delight.

“Bethany,” I purred into her mouth, relishing the subsequent clench of her pussy.

“Mmm, I love it when you call me Bethany…”

“I know Bethany,” I whispered with a wicked grin.

Her clenching every time I said her name was fast pushing me towards the edge. I struggled for control as my hips began thrusting of their own volition—harder and deeper.

“I’m going to come inside your pussy,” I stated matter of factly. “I’m going to give you my sperm. You’ll take it all.”

“Fffuck!” Beth cried.

“You like that don’t you Bethany? The knowledge that you’ll carry my child. That I’m going to impregnate you.”

“Yes, Curt! Yes!”

“I can’t wait to fuck you with your belly big and round,” I hissed, biting my lip as she continued to juice over me, glazing my balls in her warm sweetness.

“Mmmyeahhh,” Beth moaned. “Fuck me Curt. Make me pregnant. Fill me with your seed.”

“Fffuck,” it was my turn to moan.

“Mmmm, harder Curt. Push your dick inside me faster. I want it…”

“Such naughty language little girl,” I teased, my thrusts turning erratic as her nails began to claw at my shoulder blades.

“Daddy,” she whispered directly into my ear.

Fuck, she knew my triggers just as surely as I did hers.

“Fffuck, little girl!!” I gritted as I rutted her frantically, porno izle desperate to claim what we both wanted. “Nnnhhh, Goddamn baby I’m close, so close!”

“Harder Daddy, please!”

“Ssshit!!” I cried as I felt the rush of tingling.

I knew Beth felt it just before I came, as her cunt clamped down tighter on me, her mouth wide open, no words escaping her. Just a look of pure ecstasy.

It was then I knew. She truly wanted this. She lived to take my cock, my seed, to have my babies. The sudden revelation drove me right to the edge, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

My balls tightened, I forced my cock as deep as I could, and let my release rip through me.

“Aaahhh! Aaahhhhh!! Aahhh, ffffuck Bethhh!!!”

I exploded in her, jet after jet of hot cum flooding her womb as she milked me. I came for what felt like several minutes, my hips quivering, quaking and thrusting with aftershocks. Her pussy sucked it all in greedily, clenching continuously over me, welcoming everything I had to give her.

Christ, every time with this woman. Every time felt like the first time.

“Beth baby, wake up…”

“Hmm?” she stirred, squinting up at me.

“Baby, I’m off to work now, be home around five again. You have any plans?”

“Mmm, yeah,” she rubbed her eyes. “I have an afternoon appointment, but should be back in plenty of time.”

“Perfect,” I smiled at her sleepy angelic face. “I’m taking you out tonight to celebrate our engagement properly. Is it okay if I invite Joe and Kate to join us?”

“Sure, that sounds nice!” she beamed.

“Great,” I grinned before kissing her softly on the mouth, wishing I had time for more. “See you tonight, love.”

“Mmm, see you tonight.”

It was gross how giggly I was over wearing his ring. God, it was huge. I knew my mom would gawk over it, and Curt’s charm, and well, my dad would hardly be able to deny how awesome a son-in-law with courtside seats at the Bulls games would be. Outlook was good for my parents’ blessing of our engagement, or so I wanted to believe.

I couldn’t wait to see Kate tonight. I knew I would either start squealing and jumping up and down, or crying tears of joy. Neither option appealed, but oh well. I was getting married! To a sex god! A rich, handsome, fucking awesome cook of a sex god!

I rolled merrily out of bed and all but skipped to the shower, happy-dancing stupidly as I scrubbed myself down. I didn’t care if I looked like an idiot. I didn’t care if he was watching on however many damn cameras were around this place. I was in love!

Cameras. Hmmm…

An utterly godless grin blossomed on my face as I had an epiphany.

Shutting off the water, I hurriedly dried myself off and ran to get my phone.

I bit my lip in anticipation as I opened a text to Curt.

I know you’re busy, so don’t let me interrupt, but on the off chance you’re free at 10 am, you might want to take a look at your security footage. XOXO

–Beth

I sat there in my towel at the foot of the bed, my knees shaking in eagerness for his reply.

He probably won’t reply, dopey. He’s a busy important lawyer, doing real important things. Don’t entertain the idea he’ll engage in lovey texting right now.

If I can make time, I will. XXX Curt

Mmm. Oh yes, he’d make time. Or he’d be sorry.

Heck, he could probably access the footage any time he damn well pleased, even if he did miss it. But it would be so hot to do this and know he was watching in real time.

It was 9:00. I had some time, so I dried my hair and went downstairs to have breakfast and check my emails.

After enjoying another bland bowl of Cheerios, I checked my inbox, only to scowl as I often did. Not one new inquiry. I supposed it was for the best. I needed to keep my head clear for this new project, which if it closed, had the potential to be my largest yet.

Don’t get ahead of yourself Beth. You haven’t even seen the place yet. Haven’t even met these people.

But my heart was racing. I knew it was a big contract, ready for the taking, and I just had to pitch myself well enough.

Checking the time on my laptop, it read 9:56.

Shoot, I thought, as I briefly considered chickening out.

You dangled the carrot Beth, now get your ass upstairs and make good!

My pulse rang in my ears as I dashed up the winding staircase to his bedroom.

The little minx.

You might want to take a look at your security footage…

I growled at no one in my empty office as I pulled the tablet from my briefcase, my nerves nearly causing me to drop the damned thing. I’d barely managed to get rid of Joe at just seconds to ten.

Pulling up the security app on my tablet, I sat back in my office chair and scrolled through the feeds for each room.

Nothing. Had she forgotten?

Then suddenly, I saw her enter the master bedroom.

Beth stood there a moment, facing away from the camera, towards the bed.

What was she doing?

My Asyalı porno heart pounded as my sex kitten sauntered over to the bed, clad in nothing but a towel.

A chill raced through me at the immediate sense of déjà vu. I knew in my soul that this would be a life altering moment. A life altering, pant splitting, mother fucking mind blowing moment.

She’d made the bed all pretty again, and didn’t bother to turn down the covers as she climbed onto it, getting comfortable in the center.

I fucking salivated, biting my lip as she parted her towel, totally naked and open to my voyeuristic delight.

I’d never considered myself a voyeur. Seemed stupid really. Why watch when you can get in there and fucking enjoy yourself?

But she wasn’t giving me that option today, the little tease.

Zooming in, I let my eyes roam wistfully over her deliciously nude form. But my view became partially obstructed when her hands closed over her breasts.

Holy fuck, those tits. They were a perfect handful for me, but spilled over her tiny Tinkerbell hands in a manner so ball tightening, I was sorely tempted to abandon all plans for the day.

Beth kneaded her breasts, massaging them in circles as I drooled with envy.

Her mouth was open, her eyes closed as she pursued her pleasure.

Was she thinking of me?

“Good girl baby, touch yourself. Think of Daddy as you touch yourself,” I whispered.

She’d progressed to a noticeably firmer grip on her tits, her nails leaving marks as she alternated between squeezing her globes and teasing her nipples.

God, those nipples…

Taut as mother fucking pencil erasers, they called to me.

“Fuck,” I hissed, reaching down to adjust myself.

Then she abandoned her generous titflesh, focusing solely on her nipples. Almost as if she’d registered my thoughts.

She pulled at them, pinching and tugging insistently til her round orbs began to lift from her chest. Her brow furrowed as she grimaced in what looked like sweet agony.

Was she doing this for her pleasure, or mine?

I zoomed out to see her legs spread, hips thrusting desperately at the air as she continued to torture her tender udders.

Her head was thrown back, her mouth open, and I knew it was not purely my sadistic appetite she indulged.

“Baby, fuck…” I groaned as I released myself from my pants, the pressure in my balls far too painful to ignore.

Her chest heaved when she finally released her breasts, and I thought that perhaps the show was over.

No matter, I’d rewind and watch it again if she was through.

But she was not through.

Beth kept her legs spread like a good girl and I frowned when she paused, pulsing in anticipation of what she would do next.

Her hands crept down, sliding along her ribcage, and coming to rest on her abdomen.

I shook my head in wonder as she began to caress her own belly, gently, in a manner that left no room for debate.

She was showing me where our baby would grow. Where perhaps, even now, it grew.

Sweet merciful Christ.

I licked my lips, my face and my cock straining as I stared transfixed at her hands as they performed a beautiful maternal dance over her soft belly.

Just when I thought I had her game figured out, she moved again, lower, her left hand still resting protectively over her belly, her right venturing delicately over her mound.

That clean-shaven ivory silk mound.

I’d tasted it last night, inside and out, and God help me, I just wanted to dive through the damned tablet screen and immerse myself once more.

But it was not to be. Not until I got home this evening. And by God, she had one hell of a retaliation coming.

I clenched my teeth as I saw her fingers quest downward to nestle between her young pussy lips.

She played for several moments, and I stroked myself, urging her to her inevitable destination.

“Good girl, play with that pussy. It’s mine. My little pregnant pussy…”

Beth shifted then, planting her feet on the bed, spreading herself wide for my viewing pleasure.

I could see her glistening folds, and growled in desire for her.

“Fuckkkk…” was my reaction when she suddenly withdrew her fingers from her sex, and brought them to her mouth.

My cock pulsed and twitched eagerly against my hand, but my grip was firm.

Not yet. Not yet.

Her left hand remained on her lower abdomen, lovingly stroking and caressing our unborn child.

Christ how I wanted to fuck her right now. I was hard as a fucking diamond.

“Touch your clit,” I bit out, stroking myself furiously.

She heard. She knew.

I grew dizzy with lust as I watched her begin to tease her little pearl.

“Touch it babygirl. Fucking frig that little clit. Come for Daddy…”

Her left hand abandoned her belly for the first time in several minutes, she now gripping the bedcovers, holding on as her hips lifted from the bed, her brow creased, her features determined, as her right hand became a blur over her mound.

“Come my sweet Bethany…Come!” I hissed at her through the God damned screen.

Her head fell back, her hips bucked and shivered. Still she tortured her clit, drawing it out for me. She was doing this for me. She was milking herself, milking me, for every last exquisite drop.

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Shortly after I turned 18 our family moved to quite a big house on Thorn Park which is an exclusive development where the properties are set at an angle to each other and screened by hedges and trees. Almost as soon as we moved in I began having the dreams.

In my dreams I would be led down a narrow passage where there was no light at all and yet I somehow knew where to go. At the end of the passage was a chamber; sometimes it would be the same chamber as before but usually it would be a different chamber each time. Whatever chamber it was it would contain huge devices which I only ever saw partially because the only light was a flickering red light of the sort cast by flames. The devices would always have huge thick timber beams and frames with leather straps to restrain my delicate limbs and sharp blades or spikes to torment me. Hot irons would be pressed against my skin or inserted…well you get the idea.

Despite suffering these tortures in my sleep I did sleep well. I think I must have been sleeping really deeply while I dreamt but I would always awake with my hand between my legs and I would have to masturbate really intensely to ease the primeval urge within me. These are not the sort of thing which an eighteen year old girl likes to discuss openly so I never did talk about them therefore I had no way of knowing if every girl experienced the same thing. Sometimes I would fear that I was afflicted with a lustful insanity and at other times I told myself that I was a normal healthy young woman.

And as time went on it was more than just dreams. My mind would fill with all sorts of ideas along the lines of “What would it be like to….?” This curiosity consumed me and the only way to get any peace was to experiment.

The first thing I did was to sleep all night with a pillowcase over my head as if I were hooded then I bound my ankles with a scarf and then I fell into the habit of gagging myself with another scarf although I don’t think I ever wore my gag all night. It was frustrating that I could not tie my hands but, of course, I knew that sex shops sold handcuffs. Surely I was a nice girl; I was not the sort to go into one of those sleazy places. But the idea would not go away and really it was inevitable that one Saturday I sneaked into a shop and came away with my own silver pair of Türk porno handcuffs. I put them on as soon as I was back in my bedroom and I could not wait for that night.

Sometimes my hands were cuffed behind me and other times they would be in front. I had tied the key to the connecting chain with a length of string. My experiments became more and more intense and often I would be gagged, hooded and with my ankles bound then I would lay on my belly, naked, with my hands through the wooden rails of my headboard and handcuffed in place. The sexual energy thus produced was intense but now my hands could not reach my pussy so I had to grind my belly into the mattress and press down on my breasts so that my tender nipples rubbed on the sheet beneath me.

I cannot remember when the man first appeared. Well he did not exactly appear; he was in my mind but I did not have to be asleep to see him. When I was awake he would arise out of my imagination. He was huge and towering above me dressed only in a brown monk’s habit with the hood up. I kept trying to see his face but the hood always blocked my view until one night when I was strapped to one of his devilish contraptions in a dream I saw him full face. His face was a grinning white skull.

My abasement of myself continued. Some weekends I would be alone in the house all day so I was free to experiment and, on the odd occasion, my parents went away for the weekend so I would have the house to myself all night for two nights. These precious times often involved careful preparation. I would fill a washing up bowl with water and hang my handcuff key in the bowl on a string which was loosely taped to the sides of the bowl so that the key hung half way down into the water. The whole bowl then went into the bottom of the freezer where it froze solid. That night Julie lay down on the hard kitchen floor completely naked and with my ankles and knees bound. There was no key attached to my handcuffs now, the key was frozen into the ice block which was slowly melting beside me on the floor so once I had snapped my cuffs shut behind my back all I could do was to wait helplessly and dream of what would happen if we were burgled in the night.

Sometimes when I had the house to myself I would ensure that beforehand I bought Türkçe alt yazılı porno one of those multi box packets of matches. The matches went into the refuse leaving me with six empty matchboxes. Into five boxes I inserted a small coin so that they rattled. My handcuff key went into the sixth box and, having blindfolded myself, I went all over the house throwing a matchbox into each of six rooms. Then my ankle bindings and handcuffs went on and I had to make an awkward tour of my home on my belly until I found the right box so that I could retrieve the key and free myself as I lay panting on the carpet.

By this time I had purchased a length of chain and two padlocks so I could restrain myself on my bedroom floor at night. My ankles were chained and my hands cuffed behind me with my ankles padlocked to the handcuffs so that I was hogtied for a very uncomfortable night on the floor. Girls in punishment and bondage are not permitted to sleep in a warm bed.

On other occasions I spent the night in the garden shed handcuffed to the lawn mower or in the garden one summer naked and manacled to the base of a tree.

Still I wondered where all this was coming from. Was it just being driven by my own perverted and depraved mind?

Things became clearer when the family decided that we wanted a pond and some contractors came into the garden with one of those small excavating machines. I arrived home from college to find that the digging machine had tumbled into a pit and all work on the pond had been stopped. Looking into the pit I clearly saw the stone walls of a chamber and part of an archway which led into blackness.

The investigations took time allowing for all the shoring and propping so that men could safely enter the pit but eventually it was revealed that we had discovered an underground complex which was probably the cellarage of an old house. There were long narrow passages and small rooms which extended from our boundary under the neighbouring properties but the investigators did not only find stone.

When they found the first skeleton it was not long before they found the next and then the next. In all seventeen young women lay in those chambers some with the rusty chains still around their bones. Some of porno the skeletons showed evidence of where a hand or a leg had been severed pre mortem and one of the skulls was never found.

Clothing rots away very quickly so pathologists never expect to find it but they do expect to find belt buckles, zips and buttons. In this case they found none of that; these women had all died naked.

In one of the passageways they found a collection of bones which confused them at first. It turned out that they had two skeletons here and, because the muscles and sinews had decomposed, the loose bones had become intermingled. One skeleton was a woman of about my age and the other was a large man who had an axe laying in his chest cavity. The female skeleton showed evidence of having been brutally hacked and forensic pathologists speculated that the man had been attacking her but she had somehow got free, grabbed the axe and then swung it at her attacker but she had been too weak to escape and had died beside the man possibly due to blood loss.

In another part of the cellar were two women behind metal grilles. They showed no evidence of injury to account for their deaths but if they had been locked up and then left they would have died from thirst. We shall never know whether they had been deliberately left to die or if their captor had imprisoned them and then died before he could do whatever he planned to do to them.

Local research showed that our estate was built within the grounds of Thorn Park, the mansion which stood here and whose cellars contained the charnel house. The last resident of Thorn Park was Thaddeus Gryphon who had simply vanished without trace. The rates on his property had not been paid and the house fell into dangerous decay. Gryphon had no known heirs and eventually his estate fell to the ownership of the council who sold it to the developer who built our house. Presumably the entrance to his basement of horrors was concealed to prevent anyone from finding his grisly secret so when he went down to the cellar one night to inflict more abuse on his victims he secured the door behind him and then met his end with the axehead in his chest. When the demolition contractors moved onto the site they had failed to find the cellar so it had lain there until we began to dig our pond and the old stone finally gave way tipping the digger into the pit.

So did the discovery of Gryphon’s secret put an end to his night time activities in the bedrooms of modern maidens? Well I cannot really answer that question. You see this was just the time when I moved out of the house to come to university so I stopped regularly sleeping there.

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It was the late 60s and the free love brigade realised as they got a little older that free loaders were just that.

The country had a young offenders institution for 12 to 18 year olds, where it was thought the youngsters learnt more about crime inside than learning that crime did not pay.

The next step was an adult prison, which for young boys and girls was too brutal, for all sorts of reasons.

So it was legislated on that a judge or even parent can use a new facility run by various church groups, this one is run by the Baptist’s and based on their discipline regime of CDD, Christian Domestic Discipline.

The judge would issue a sentence from between 4 weeks and 12 weeks, any more would appear to be of a more serious nature and prison would be the institution the offender was sent to.

A parent could pay to send a child over 18 and under 20 for the amount of routine decided by the Governor and the Father of the child.

It was to be called, “Young Persons Discipline Center” Quite a mouthful but it was thought it said what it was!

The staff were recruited for their specialist skills, the obvious Governor, Matron, Nurse, Secretary, Catering staff and Wardens.

This particular Baptist Center was in Brexton and was a converted institution of the 40s, mainly for its secure fencing and special sound proofed wings.

It was designed to house 10 young men and 10 young ladies. They slept in dormitories of groups of 5 with all dormitories leading off a main sitting area, dining room and warders office made it look like a star shape.

The fifth point of the star was the “Learning Room.”

**********

Governor Wilson was going through who was leaving that day.

He also checked who was coming in and for what offence.

Governor Wilson loved this day, he lived his life CDD, and he himself was an eighth generation child in this lifestyle. Gay porno Growing up his Pa used to say its either right or get your pants down.

That went for all under his roof, family, friends or even visitors, but it was the same in most of the other houses too.

He liked to make sure the ones going suffered so much pain and embarrassment that they would never want to offend again and the newcomers so much pain they forgot all about home till they settled.

His secretary would draw up a rota for who would deal with who, she always made sure of that as to not end up facing downwards for his belt herself, which often happened.

He would have the occasional boy but mainly girls.

He liked the boys with the longest willy, so he could lead them round the room with it to humiliate them.

**********

“Just 3 new girl arrivals today Mr. Wilson, 2 from court and one from that nice Mr. Jones who came in a week or so ago.”

“Did he pay Joy?”

“Yes he did Sir, 2 weeks by postal order last Monday.”

He read the notes;

Jane Best – 18 – Weeks Discipline Training – Urinating In Public and Drunk.

Alice West – 18 – 8 Weeks Discipline Training – Shop Lifting – Lying – Swearing.

Josey Jones – 18 – 2 Weeks Private. Fathers remarks, I feel she needs the rudeness beaten out of her, please do not spare your cane and use all her body, she has me and her mom in tears most days. She wont work either.

“Who is first?”

“Jane West, direct from the court cells at 10.00 Sir.”

“Then Alice West at 2.00pm and Josey Jones at 5.00 Sir.”

He checked his watch, 9.40, “I will take all three.”

He rang his hands and went to slip a hand down his pants to move his stiffening cock over a little as Joy watched,

“You do it Joy.”

“Yes Sir.”

She stood up and walked to Governor Hd porno Wilson, pushed her hand gently down his pants, gave it a little rub and moved it to the left. He immediately stiffened, “Over the desk Joy I have just time to give you a quick shagging.”

She wasted no time in dropping her knickers to her knees and lifting her jumper, she knew Mr. Wilson liked a handful of tits when he took her from behind.

He dropped his pants, “Still cane marks showing Joy.”

“Yes Sir, it’s from the day before yesterday from Father, I was 10 minutes late in.”

“Then I should spank you too being your caring employer.”

“Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”

He gave her a swift hand spanking then shagged her, he just got his cock away and the phone rang, Joy was a second or two answering as she was pulling her Knickers up and pulling her jumper down.

“Jane West in reception Sir.”

“You should answer the phone on or before the third ring Joy, as well you knew, that was the fifth ring, reason?”

“Erm, you were shagging me Sir.”

“20 of the belt for late answering and 10 cane stripes for rude language, make a note for tomorrow?”

Joy looked down, “Yes Sir.”

**********

The Governor went into reception and Jane was cuffed to two young male prison officers from the court.

“Bring her this way please guys.”

He went the long way round and into the inmates sitting room.

“Thank you gentleman, would you strip her for me please?”

“Us, here and now Governor?”

“Yes, is that ok?”

They had no need to answer, they uncuffed her and removed her grey prison jumper and bra, then her grey prison jogging bottoms and knickers.

She put up no fight at all, she knew she was to be beaten most days from talking with a few girls who had been inmates.

She had short blond hair, stood Hdabla porno 5’5″, 120lb, 34ish tits and trimmed bush.

The Governor had popped out of the room and returned with a small bowl, he place a chair next to a table and placed the bowl on the table.

“Attention all, West is going to put on a show for us all, she will get on the table and pee into the small bowl without splashing he table, guess what will happen if she splashes?”

All seven hands flew into the air, he pointed to a girl, “Yes,”

“Sir, she will be placed over a table and belted crimson on her bottom with your belt, then caned Sir.”

“Exactly right, and this will happen every other day of her 28 day stay till she perfects it, sometimes in front of you all and sometimes in front of the boys. She does not mind pissing in front of you all as she finds it fun, don’t you PissPot?”

“No Sir, I actually peed my pants I was that drunk Sir, so just moved the crotch of my knickers over and peed in the street.”

“Stand onto the chair.” he turned her bottom to the girls and slapped the tops of her legs, it was like a machine gun being fired, she screamed. “Now PissPot, Piss.” He helped her up and she squatted.

“Now open your slit with your fingers so we can all see it coming out.” The court wardens were rock hard and tilted their heads to see.

She did as she was told and her fingers in the way made her pee splash all over the table.

When she had finished he helped her down and stood her in front of him so she could watch him remove his belt, slowly but well practiced.

“Now girl, you will bent over the table you peed all over and I will belt you until you have licked it dry.”

The girls watching “Gasped”

“You may begin.”

She was not going to say no as she knew she would eventually, she started lapping the pee off the table, WHOSH CRACK. WHOOSH CRACK, one after the other rained down on her bottom till the table was dry. She collapsed on to the table.

He pointed to 2 inmates, “You two, take her to her bed. Gentlemen, let me show you out.”

“Now that’s what I call justice,” said one to the other, who nodded, both with their hands down their pants.

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Brunette

When she got the box at work, by messenger, she couldn’t help the smile that played at her lips. It appeared to be just a normal delivery by courier, much like any other that she would get three or four times a week. Normally these boxes would contain checks or some essential paper to the business that she managed the office for, and to the other office personnel, that’s what it looked to contain. It was only her practiced eye that saw the difference. It occurred to her that he was counting on that.

First of all, the company only used one courier and this one wasn’t it. Secondly, anyone could sign and leave it on her desk, but for this package, she had to sign personally. They came and pulled her out of a meeting for it. It had an invoice on the front that proclaimed

“Contains instructions for delivery and claims. Open First.”

She tried to appear nonchalant carrying the package to her desk, even as she felt her knees shake and a trickle of wet moving down her thigh. Setting the package just at the side of the center of her desk was the hardest thing she had done all week. The urge to run into her office, close and lock the door and tear it open was so compelling, she still can’t believe she actually made it look like just another set of papers from the main office. She wanted to at least arrange it on her desk, just so. Square it up to the blotter and work it around like a meal she’s been waiting on.

She had no idea what was in it, but just that it was from “him” was enough to make her want to rip the cardboard apart with her back to the door and her chest heaving. She was able to close and lock the door without suspicion, but now she was impatient over this meeting. Already thinking it had gone on too long before she had opened the door. She worked hard to compose herself. It takes longer than ten minutes to decide a multi million dollar budget.

She walked in and sat back down in her spot, acutely aware that her panties had somehow become soaked in just those few short minutes since she last sat in this chair. It was funny that she could only think “I hope I don’t leave an obvious spot”. She had an urge to giggle.

She might not have any idea what was in that box, but getting something like that from him meant she was going to cum harder than she’d ever cum before – and that was true every time – and it was going to be something that would make her shaky and smiley for days if not weeks. Her officemates spent a bit of time trying to figure her relationship out, but this just wasn’t available for their consumption.

They wondered, she knew. Maybe even thought she was getting beat. There were just too many bruises and too many abrasions. The times her wrists had the rope burns and she couldn’t stay seated all day. The times with bruises she hadn’t realized she had until she got to work in the wrong clothes. She knew better now than to wear anything showing cleavage after one of these sessions. There was still talk about her cat scratching her up so bad.

She could feel the moisture starting to pool under her ass. “These panties are a complete waste”, she thought, just as she noticed everyone looking at her. Obviously she’d been asked a question and had no clue what it was or how to respond. He always did this to her. Got her all worked up so she couldn’t pay attention if her job depended on it. She looked down and shuffled her paperwork, but it was no use. She was going to have to tell everyone she wasn’t paying attention.

“I’m not sure I have that,” she said to stall. It worked! At least this time.

Her counterpart at main suddenly remembered she hadn’t sent it. The paper got passed over and she was able to work her way through the problem before her mind strayed back to the desk and her package.

She hadn’t even known what a quirt was before the last package yielded one up into her hands. She knows he sends them to her work to give her that little bit of extra anxiety and discomfort. Makes her have to be furtive and reminds her of the distance between the vanilla world and her path of submission. The distance that grew with every package.

She managed to join the conversation just a moment before it turned to her part and this time she actually heard what they needed from her and could respond. That was close. Try as she might, she already knew she wouldn’t be able to stop her mind and she had stopped trying to a long time ago now. He was in total control of whether she would be able to have attention left for her job or not. She was barely hanging on right now and at any time he might call or send her something else that’ll make her lose it completely.

She was getting the feeling of being in a wading pool and sitting on the top step. It was moist all the time, but every now and then a wave would push up between her knees, splash against her pussy and gush out to mingle with the fluids collected under her bottom.

The thought of the quirt was making her quiver. She’d had to smuggle it out in czech porno her purse after taking peeks at it all day. It looked so evil and yet so innocent, she could barely put it down. She kept taking it up and holding it in her hands whenever she had a moment through that day. The leather was smooth and yet the braiding was almost rough. It had certainly looked rough! The strands would hang down like some miniature medieval whip every time she would pick it up and then would lay splayed out when she would set it down onto her desk. There was a loop to hold it to the wrist with a bead on the end of that.

When she had first picked it up, she immediately thought she would be whipped with the bead and had almost cried with the thought that she wouldn’t be able to do it. As she looked at it over and over during the day, however, she realized that it was just the straps that she would be spanked with (she knew that much for sure, that it was for her flesh). That didn’t help a lot with the trepidation she felt, but at least it wouldn’t be something that would scar her.

The whippings still frightened her. Not the actual smack of leather, that could soak her panties even more than they were now just knowing it was coming, but the way she craved it. The way her body responded even as or even if her mind resisted. The first time he’d spanked her, she knew she wanted it but it had still left her uncertain about herself. He’d really paddled her, too. Left her red, hot and sore. Sitting on her ass all the next week had made her wet and dreamy. Her first whipping was absolute heaven.

She was sucking him, stroking his long cock with her mouth, bathing it with her saliva when the lashes struck her full across one buttock. It was a stinging, slapping feeling and made her shove his rod into her throat, she’d jumped so hard. As more and more lashes struck, she was positively gobbling at his dong and he was loving it!

A few weeks later he’d sent her the quirt.

He’s shattered all her boundaries. She tried to maintain them every step of the way, but he would push a little here and there until she found herself so far out beyond where she believed herself that she had to finally succumb. And he knew when this moment was. He told her that night “you’ll do what you’re told now.”

It was a bit at a time. She can’t fault him. He’d told her from the beginning how he would make her a “good little sub”. How he was patient and moulding, but that she would get there in the end. She would be that submissive that she denied vehemently. The quirt was almost the last straw. She fretted and debated. She worried and countless times made up her mind never.

One of the times she had decided that she wouldn’t do it, almost as though he’d read her mind, he called. In a gentle, friendly voice, he’d described how it would feel to her and how he would use it. How it would cut into her tender flesh and leave streaks of red that he could trace with his fingers as he fucked her, no pounded her from behind. That had made her panic. In the end, it was her dripping pussy that set her in the driver’s seat on her way to him with the quirt in her purse. And they say men think with their dicks.

Those first lashes from those braided leather straps had bit into her flesh, just like he had told her, and she had jumped with fright, but it was already too late as she strained against the bindings with each jolt. He whipped her ass as she begged for more and the thin strips stung her breasts as he drove his piece so forcefully into her pussy from behind that he could have whipped her with razors and she wouldn’t have noticed. Her sore little ass being spanked by his groin as he rammed that beautiful cock into her sodden pussy stayed in her thoughts for weeks afterwards. Left her reeling.

She would often find herself, just as now, daydreaming about the whippings, the fuckings, the tortures he subjected her to on an ongoing basis. It was a struggle to maintain connection to all these plain people with their flavorless lives. She would float off into that world that he’d taken her to where she had no idea of pleasure or pain or time. Only the next sensation. The next incredible, consuming orgasm. The next feeling of utter lostness he’ll give her.

She had no doubt that that package contained a mind numbing adventure. Another bigger drug to feed her addiction for him. She stretched her legs a little, just to check whether the muscles were still sore. It had been three days, but she was often sore for five or more. This time, there was a little tinge of memory stiffness, but nothing more. A mischievous grin forced its way past her stoic face and she quickly tried to hide it. She had never been so much out of control as he has made her. She forced her mind back to pay attention to the stupid pitiful fucking meeting and again it was just in time to say her part.

When the meeting finally ended, she couldn’t get out of there fast enough. doeda porno They were making plans for lunch and were including her and all she could say was “just let me know, I’ve got to go get this package taken care of.” Her hands shook as she unlocked her door and she dropped the keys trying to lock it back from the inside. She took some steadying breaths with her back against the door and could feel the wetness flowing past her pussy lips, dripping along her thighs and past her knees.

She knew she didn’t have much time and hurried over to tear the package open. Her hands wouldn’t work right and the cardboard ended up being shredded since it wouldn’t tear on the seams. “Fucking thing,” she thought as she tore at it desperately. Three months ago, had she seen this scene in a movie, she would have scoffed. She would never have believed that it was vaguely realistic. Yet here she was. Frustrated. Desperate. Needy. Dripping and aching.

Her pussy was sending ache throbs ripping through her body. They would start at her groin and thrum through her stomach, jolting her nipples and chest and trying to push a moan out through her throat. It was making her hands tremor out of control and she dropped the package out onto the floor.

An egg shaped object rolled under her desk. Panties and half bra fluttered in a heap. Two large marbles tied together, two silk ties and some sports wrap. She didn’t have much time to look at the objects before she heard someone outside the door. She grabbed at everything and stuffed it in her purse as the knob turned. She was leaping out from the desk with the tap and opened the door, hoping she didn’t look as breathless and flustered as she felt.

“We’re leaving in ten minutes, going to Roscoe’s. Are you about ready?”, then “are you okay?” She realized she must be as flushed as she felt. The burning was all over her chest and neck, and now she felt it stinging her cheeks.

“I’m okay, just trying to get everything done I need before we head out. Let me put things away and run to the bathroom real quick.”

“I’ll meet you at the car.” Her boss looked at her funny and glanced around the room before walking off. Too late, she realized the chunks she’d torn out of the box were strewn around the floor and on the desk. She grabbed at them and threw them into the trash can, liberating the “invoice” from the mess first. She stuffed it in her purse and took off for the ladies room.

She was beet red. The mirror told her why her boss had given that funny look. The redness spread in a lightening wave right down between her breasts. She knew before unfolding it that the instruction page wasn’t going to make that situation any better. She was going to be flushed the rest of the day.

“You have a two o’clock meeting. Insert the balls before going. There are tiny ones inside the outer shells and if you squirm, the inner ones will roll and give continuous sensation. Sudden movements will shake them and constant movement will keep them active. You will probably want gentle, easy motions or you will become over sensitized.”

She pulled them out and looked at them. They had a funny texture to them and as she shook one, she could feel the bounce and activity. A synergy. It made her shiver. A full body, down the spine and back shiver.

“You can take the balls out after the two o’clock, if you want. We will be meeting at four. You will leave early. We will have an early supper. You will put on the underwear and re-insert the balls if you took them out earlier. You will carry the nipple rings, ties, wrap and egg in your purse. I will be checking that you have done everything I asked.”

She dug through her purse. She didn’t remember seeing nipple rings. She was getting frantic when she decided to go back to look around her desk.

Her breathing was heavy and tense. She was practically gasping. She took some steadying breaths and smoothed her clothes to run back to her office and look for the rings.

One was just on the center of her desk. A black rubber ring, small and innocent appearing, but she knew better. That little creature made her nipple stand out so hard she had a wave of wetness run down her legs just thinking of it. Another shiver wracked her. She was so worked up over this she considered that she might cum just seeing him and her ankles wobbled.

She couldn’t find the other ring. She had to go meet her boss at the car. Her panties were soaked so thoroughly that she felt like she could wring them out and water her plants. She pulled them off, stuffed them in a drawer and pulled the others on, realizing too late that they were crotchless. “Oh well,” she thought and left the room.

The elevator showed her reflection in the chrome. She was flushed over her entire upper body, her breath was ragged and her chest was heaving. Another shiver wracked her as she knew she would have to search with a fine tooth comb – and quickly – when she Ensest porno got back. She briefly wondered about this two o’clock and how he knew.

Lunch was FOREVER. She never realized what dithering slathering blibbering fools she worked with. She needed to get back and find that nipple ring. She needed to get the balls in by two. She needed to relax and try to get some sanity before meeting him at four. Her mind kept shooting off to her next orgasm and how it would feel. The last one completely took her. She’d never felt anything like it. She was still trying to decide if those had been spears of agony or if the pleasure could really be that intense.

It was twenty to two when they got back from the longest lunch she’d ever had. She hadn’t been able to do more than push her food around the plate. Her boss said “remember, my office, two o’clock” at the elevators. She didn’t trust herself to speak, just nodded vigorously.

She couldn’t find the little ring of rubber. She was crawling under her desk, shoving things out of the way. The receptionist asked if she could help and she snapped “no” so fast, she had to quickly tell her “it’s okay, just an earring, I’ll find it.”

At five to two, she closed her door, pressed her fingers to her dripping pussy and slipped the balls inside one by one. Her digits were drenched with that little bit, all the way to the hand. Drips splattered the carpet and caught on the smooth skin of her calves. She rushed out to the meetings and paused only long enough to catch her breath and feel her racing pulse before knocking.

“Come in.” It was him. Her boss had said come in, but He was there. She went so weak, it took everything she had to turn, close the door and work her way toward the only empty chair in the room. Her movements were jerky and dissociated from her mind’s whirling, but she managed to collapse to the cushion. A gush of warmth greeted her change of posture.

“Are you okay?” He asked in that gentle voice that to her meant torment. It was the voice that told her “don’t cum. If you do it will be your last for several days.” And “you will need to beg me for what you want.” And “if you want the reward for being good, you will need to do what I consider good.” A sweet, modulated, reasonable timbre that she now associated with ache, need, desire, frustration, desperation and, eventually, when she’s good enough, utter unadulterated bliss.

The gushing became a flood that held no promise of letting up. The balls were keeping a rocking kind of motion that was making her thigh muscles shimmer and the only point of direction she had was his voice. This is what he had done to her from the beginning. He would calmly describe the process as he stimulated her. It was a simple conditioning at first, “don’t cum yet, hold it, I want you to cum when I do”. It increased in intensity until, after four months now, she could be reduced to a whimpering, pleading mass with the pressing of his words against her ears. She felt a drip on her ankle from off the edge of the chair.

“So what do you think?” It was her boss. She knew it would be something about software. That’s what He did. He sold security software. She nodded, trying to speak, but no words came out. She closed her mouth, afraid she might croak. “You know, you don’t look well. Are you okay?” She wished everyone would stop asking her that. Everyone but Him.

She nodded and managed to get out “I’m alright. Just tired, I guess. I think we could try it.” She’d been offering to pitch His software to the boss for some time.

“Well there you go.” Her boss waved an arm. “Got you in touch with the one you need.” She’ll show you the servers and go through specifics with you. They got up and shook hands, leaving her sitting until she had to move.

She led him to the server room first. As they stepped over the threshold, he closed the door behind them and grabbed her ass. The balls leaped and another flood poured forth with her gasp. He spoke to her softly.

“I love the thought of your stiff nipples. I want to roll my tongue over them and suck at them. I want to pinch them with my cock shoving up between your tits, fucking them. I can’t wait to grab at them, nibble, bite and suck them.

I think I’m going to tie you to the bed so you can’t move and slide my cock from the tip to the base and back over those nipples. One at a time. Slowly fucking across them while I squeeze your breasts in my hands and make them pop out even more.

I’m going to set my cock just out of your reach so you have to stretch your neck up and over to just lick at it. Once in a while I’ll run it over your pussy lips so you can lick the dripping juices from it. With your neck stretched out, I’ll whip your tits until they’re hot and swollen.

Then I’ll fuck you – hard. My hands soothing your aching breasts. My cock ramming in and out of you, making you cum and beg for more. That’s what you have to look forward to.” He took her around the waist and she half swooned. One hand held her while the other bunched her dress and pressed its way in the side of her panties, shoving a finger up inside her and making her cry out through clenched lips. “Just checking. You are a good girl for me, but I have to make certain or you might backslide.” She whimpered as he removed the hand.

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I heard the door shut heavily and the heavy thunk of Daddy dropping his briefcase by the front door. Jumping up anxiously, I hurried to the living room happy to see him.

“Hi, Daddy!” I chirped my greeting joyfully.

“Hey, babygirl,” he said with a weak smile on his face.

I skid to a stop and peered at him with concern, he looked exhausted. Was Daddy getting sick? He didn’t look happy to see me like he usually was.

“What’s wrong?” I asked worried.

“Had a hard day, sweetie.”

“Oh no! Is there anything I can do to help?”

He sighed heavily and loosened his tie up a bit before looking me over slowly. I hadn’t really bothered to get dressed today since it was my day off so I was still wearing my long jammie shirt and nothing else.

“Yes, babygirl, I think there is. Go into the bedroom, get undressed and lay on the bed,” he said gruffly.

I hesitated with my jaw dropped a bit at his harsh tone. He had never ordered me to the bedroom like this; usually it involved a whole day worth of sweet playful teasing. Daddy took a step towards me with a stern look that made my tummy flop a bit obviously displeased with my hesitation.

“Don’t make me tell you again, little one,” he said softly.

I knew that tone… it was the last warning before I got into some serious trouble. Daddy must be really grumpy, I thought sadly, it usually takes a lot for him to use that tone one me.

Definitely not willing to push him any further, I raced towards the bedroom already jerking my jammie shirt over my head before I hit the door. I hopped up on the bed so fast I almost bounced off it to the floor then hurried to lay down in the middle of it.

My tummy fluttered as the fantasies began playing through my head and I couldn’t figure out which one I wanted him to play out more. I squeezed my thighs together as my private area began to ache and drip. My nipples hardened a bit and I had to twist my hands into the bed so I wouldn’t touch them without Daddy permission.

I startled guiltily when the door creaked open and Daddy walked in looking straight at me with a look of abject hunger.

“Good girl,” he praised making me smile. “Tell Daddy what his rule is when we play.”

“Don’t hold back. Always say your name when I cum and cum hard,” I repeated the words that were pretty much a creed at this point.

Daddy never gave any leeway with that one. I was to cum hard and cum often for him when we played and I loved every minute of it.

“Good girl. And why do you say my name when you cum?” he asked me.

“Because you own me,” I said dutifully.

With a wide pleased smile, he walked over and began to pull the restraints out from under the bed sending a thrill through me. He strapped me down quickly and my breath caught a bit as he tightened the cuffs on my wrists and ankles until I was left spread eagle, opened wide for his pleasure. Daddy’s eyes darkened as he stared down at me before crawling up the bed to cover me with his body.

He took my mouth in a breath-taking, claiming kiss that set my blood boiling immediately. I arched towards him restlessly and whimpered slightly when the restraints wouldn’t let me go far. His tongue plunged deep into my mouth touch and tasting every spot it could find.

Daddy’s hands ran up my sides slowly sending a little tingling of pleasure through me causing my nipples to harden to little points and press against his chest. Cupping the sides of my breasts, Daddy brushed his fingers along the sensitive skin underneath them making goosebumps break out across my skin and a whimper drip from my lips into his mouth.

Unhurriedly, Daddy’s mouth released mine with a little kiss before moving further down my body. Tracing my jawline with his lips, he dropped sweet little kisses on my skin until he found his favorite spot on my neck. His teeth nibbled along the sensitive column sending shivers down my spine until he found bedava porno the spot right where my neck and shoulder met.

“Oh, Daddy,” I whimpered tilting my head back a bit silently begging him.

His breathy chuckle caressed my skin making it even more sensitive. Daddy knew what my reaction would be and he was so sweetly anticipating the response. In an instant, he bit down hard and my body bucked against him as the sweet pleasure and pain slammed into me hard. My loud cry echoed through the room as he stayed latched on, marking me as his own. A nasty cursed dropped from my lips as I tugged at the leather cuffs around my wrist; desperate to get my hands on him, to hold him close or push him away I wasn’t sure, but I needed my hands on my Daddy. When he finally let go of my neck he gave it a soft kiss before chuckling again.

“What, babygirl?” he asked me innocently.

“I need you, Daddy, please!” I begged trying to move my hips closer to him in case he didn’t understand what I meant.

“I’m here, little one,” he said softly his lips caressing a sweet path down my collar bone.

Sitting up between my legs, he stared down at my breasts that were still framed by his hands. He pinched one nipple then the other in between his fingers gently at first, just playing and feeling them as they tightened under his fingers. A small noise dropped from my lips and I relaxed a bit into the bed letting him take his time exploring my breasts; just enjoying the feeling of his hands on my body.

I had barely begun to drift in a pleasure filled euphoria before his exploring and teasing touches changed. A startled cry fell from my mouth as he pulled my nipples out and twisted them hard. My eyes flew open and looked at his face questioningly, making sure this was still my Daddy. He knew my affinity for pain, but still rarely explored that area much. However, the light in his eyes told me he was ready and this was only the beginning. He wanted me to feel it, needed me to feel the pain and know I enjoyed it.

“Did you like that, princess?” he asked me.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered my voice breaking as he twisted them harshly again.

He gave me a grin that made my heart twist and flip a bit. A twinge of fear went through me as I realized that this was not my usual sweet gentle Daddy. But, it was quickly overshadowed by the knowledge that this was the Daddy I had seen underneath the gentleness, in those moments of torment that had me begging for more. Daddy had, had a very bad day, he needed a stress relief and I was the one who could do that for him and in return he was going to help me explore my desire for a bit of pain. Yes, I cheered silently giving him an encouraging smile. Which he returned with a heated gaze before returning his attention back to my body.

He pulled and plucked at my nipples until they were aching and throbbing. Then smashed my breasts together and lavished the sensitive tips with his tongue before nibbling on them sending the sweet painful pleasure straight to the core of my body. His teeth found the side of my breast and bit down hard, my body jerked against his uselessly, wanting to get away… needing more…

“Daddy!” I cried jerking my wrists once more fruitlessly.

“Mmmm, that’s right, babygirl. I’m your Daddy… and by the time I’m done with this sweet, sexy, delicious body of mine, your gonna have my marks on every part of it. How does that make you feel?” he asked moving to the other breast and repeating the heady bite on the other side.

I whimpered and felt my juices begin to drip down my leg. “Owned, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” he praised me with a pleased smile on his face.

He raised his hand slightly and brought it down on my breasts. The slap wasn’t hard, but I felt the sting of it throughout my slightly sore breasts.

“Oh god!” I cried.

“Did you like that, sweetheart?” he asked brazzers porno bending down to kiss away the sting.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered biting my lip feeling a bit ashamed of how much I liked it. “Did you?”

He gave a little chuckled and pressed himself against my stomach allowing me to feel the obvious erection he had.

“What do you think?” he asked.

With a moan I gave him a pouty face. “Please, Daddy… I need you!”

“What do you need, little one?” he asked absent mindedly as his attention moved further down.

I bit my lip knowing what he wanted to hear, but no matter how many times I have said it, it still seemed so naughty.

“I want you inside me,” I said softly trying to get my courage up to ask for exactly what I wanted.

He gave me a small smile as if he knew exactly what I was battling and was prepared fully to push me past my inhibitions. He slid his hands down my body and cupped my pussy gently, his fingers teasing the bared netherlips.

“Mmmm, your very hot, little one. I bet this sweet little pussy is just dripping,” he said in a husky tone.

“Yes! Please Daddy,” I whimpered desperately.

“Patience, babygirl. We have all evening,”

He had all evening. I thought grumpily. But, I felt like I was going to burn up if he didn’t hurry.

He gently caressed my pussy sending tingles through my body and making my hips jerk against his hand while a fresh wave of juices gush out of me.

“Please, Daddy,” I moaned helplessly.

One of his fingers dipped between my lips and found my throbbing clit easily. He rubbed it in circles gently sending bolts of pleasure straight to my pussy. Sliding his finger down he just barely pressed inside then moved back up to my clit and began to rub it even harder, building the pleasure repeatedly until each sound that dripped from my mouth was incoherent moans and whimpers.

“That’s right, babygirl… you’re getting close aren’t ya?” he asked me.

“Yes! Yes! Oh, Daddy! I’m gonna cum!” I cried straining against my restraints trying desperately to get closer.

His finger began to move faster and faster on my clit sending me hurtling towards my orgasm uncontrollably.

“Yes… cum for me. Cum, now!” he demanded in a firm tone.

My body obeyed him immediately and the flood gates opened wide as my orgasm slammed through me. I screamed his name to the ceiling as my hips jerked against his fingers.

“That’s right, babygirl. Who’s my good fucktoy?” he asked me as he continued to flick my clit hard.

“I am, Daddy,” I whimpered helplessly.

“That’s right. You like being Daddy’s little fucktoy don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whined.

“Good girl,” he praised me.

He bent down and rubbed his nose against my pussy breathing me in deeply. “God, babygirl. You smell so good…”

“Please, Daddy. Mmmm, please,” I begged him.

“Tell me what you want little one,” he told me.

“Please, I want you to lick me.”

He opened his mouth and ran his tongue from one of my soaked pussy to the other than stopped. “Like that?”

“More! Please, God! More!”

“Tell me, princess.” He growled against my cunt.

“Oh fuck!” I cried unable to stand it anymore. “Fucking eat me, Daddy! Fucking eat my dripping wet pussy!”

“Good girl,” he whispered then wrapped his arms around my hips and buried his face in my pussy.

His tongue found my dripping wet hole and licked it, tasted it, then shoved it deep inside me fucking me with it before moving his way back up to my clit. His tongue flicked it quickly driving my already buzzing pussy wild.

“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck, Daddy!” I cried rocking my hips against his mouth.

He sucked it into his mouth biting it gentle then sucking it hard and I could feel my climax beginning to build once more.

“Oh fuck! Daddy! I’m gonna cum again!” cuckold porno I screamed as I pushed up against him.

He backed off just a bit to look up at me. He wrapped an arm around my legs and began to flick my clit just as hard and fast as before.

“Fuck, yeah! Don’t hold back, fucktoy! Cum hard. I want the neighbors to know who you belong to. Who this pussy belongs to,” he demanded.

“Oh god! Oh fuck! Oh god!” I cried as his words turned me on even more.

“God can’t help you now. You’re mine and you know it. Now don’t fuck around and cum for me! NOW!”

He shoved his tongue deep inside me once more and fucked me with it. His other fingers pinched my clit hard and rubbed hard. I couldn’t have stopped myself even if he had pulled away and stopped completely. My climax hit me hard and I screamed his name once more. Exploding into his mouth, my juices coating his tongue and ran down his chin.

He continued to pinch my clit not letting me come down at all, I knew what he was doing and I was helpless to stop him as he kept my orgasm pulsing through me. His tongue still lapping at my hole as I felt as if I was gushing.

“Please, Daddy!” I screamed feeling as if I was falling about pure desperation ceased me. I needed him… in me… Now…

He heard the desperation inn my voice and pulled back slightly to look up at me over my pussy.

“What, princess? What do you need?” he asked me his voice thick with his own pent up desire.

“I need you to fuck me, now! Please! I need your cock in me now!” I begged him breathlessly.

“Good girl,” he growled as he pulled away.

He was at his breaking point… I knew it and so did he. So, when he unstrapped my legs and my arms, I immediately wrapped my arms and legs around him ready to take him anyway he needed me to.

“Oh no, my sweet little toy. I want you on your stomach with that sweet ass in the air,” he said flipping me over and pushing my shoulders into the bed.

Beyond caring and needing him desperately, I shoved my ass up for him eagerly. He slapped one of my cheeks hard then rubbed it while enjoying the site of the red mark his hand left. I pushed back against him wanting more… needing more. He gripped my hips and in one swift move he slammed himself deep inside me. In unison we both groan in pleasure and relief as if we had both been waiting all day for this.

“Fuck, babygirl you feel so good,” he groaned to me.

“Please, Daddy, fuck me hard,” I whimpered pushing my backside back against him.

“And if I wanna fuck you slow and easy?”

I moaned sadly but knew better than to argue. “My pussy is yours, Daddy.”

He chuckled and gave my backside another little smack. “You’re such a good fucktoy, princess.”

Despite his words, he didn’t even hesitate when he began to move. He slammed into me over and over again, making sure to hit the sweet spot every time he pushed in. My pussy clamped down on him, squeezing his hard cock, milking it, needing all that he can give me.

“Yeah… fuck yeah… god, babygirl, I’m gonna cum. You need to cum again, cum on my cock,” he demanded and reached underneath me to find my clit with his fingers as he thrust wildly into me.

The feeling of his cock pounding into me combined with him flicking my clit and his demand for me to cum was too much. The pressure built and the pleasure burst from every nerve ending and I was lost once more. I cried his name into the pillow and came hard around his cock. My own name flew from his lips as he lost his control and jerked in me repeatedly. His seed spilled deep inside me and the pleasure caused my pussy to spasm a few times making me whimper and sag against him.

Spent… I was sated beyond belief and wouldn’t have cared if a marching band had tromped through the room. I was in my Daddy’s arms completely and utterly depleted of all energy, happily and well fucked.

“Mmmm, thank you, babygirl. You helped me relax perfectly,” he whispered laying down next to me and holding me close.

I giggle and snuggled up to him. “You’re very welcome, Daddy.”

He gave a bit of a snore in response and I laughed softly then closed my eyes. I really hope Daddy doesn’t have a bad day like that again… well… maybe I did.

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