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Desert Motorcycle Part III

There’s a text message on your cell. You see it is from him. As you bring it up you are both eager and apprehensive. ‘God, what mood is he in now’? ‘What am I into with this man’?
It just says ‘call me’ and a phone number. You wait, trying to decide if you want to, can continue this relationship. Facing the truth, you like to be taken, used and treated the way he treats you. He is very attractive too. Hard, that intense look in his eyes. He treats you like he owns you, controls you and never lets you be tender or loving but always the center of the relationship is hard, rough, completely fulfilling sex. You go wet just thinking about that night just days ago in the motor home. He fucked you for what seemed like hours. He did send you home tired, full of cum and a little sore.
You punch in the number, a couple of rings and a very gruff voice answers, ‘1st Sargent Fowler’.
His voice sounds so mean. Like he hates you for calling.
‘May I speak to Major McFarland please’?
‘Finley, is the Major in his office’? You hear a muffled reply then, ‘So the motherfucker has a girlfriend’! ‘She must be really hard up to go out with that bastard’.
‘He left this if a broad called for him 1st Sargent’. A pause.
‘He is not here but he left you a message’.
Meekly, ‘yes, what is it’?
‘You are to be at 12447 Longstreet, storage unit 148 at 8:00pm tomorrow night’. ‘Going out on the town’. ‘That’s all it says’. ‘Got that’?
‘Yes, I have it and tha….’
He just hangs up on you.
‘Wow’! ‘A real date’! What should I wear’?
You spend an extra hour shopping during lunch the next day. You wonder where I will take you. The evening will end up in bed you are sure or will I take you in the car just like that first time in the desert. Thinking, ‘I best wear a skirt’. You go wet just thinking about how I held you down on the hood of your car and used you so hard. How I stretched you violently and how it felt when I filled you with warm zizz.
You time your arrival as close to 8 as possible. Pulling into the RV storage yard and driving along till you see the space, big rolling door up. Yes. There it is.
You park, walk slowly inside. There are the two dirt bikes on their trailer. Another big street motorcycle is parked just outside too.
The door is open. ‘Dale’. ‘Are you in there’?
I come to the doorway, help you up the steps. You look to die for. Your hair up, beautiful low cut blouse, skin tight skirt, pretty strapped high heel shoes without pantie hose.
You are shocked. I have on a black leather motorcycle jacket, no shirt, black leather pants that button like a sailor’s pants, big black boots.
‘You look good cunt now strip’. My eyes hard and demanding you obey me.
‘But I thought we were going out Dale’.
Stepping closer, menacingly, ‘We are but not with you dressed like that now strip completely’. ‘Don’t turn away or look down’. Take your blouse off first then your skirt, bra and panties, shoes last’.
You undo your blouse in back, it messes your hair a little as you pull it over your head and lay it on the dinning table. Thinking, ‘is he going to fuck me now and then take me out’?
I watch you. You look incredible. You are of what men’s dreams are made. You look me in the eyes as you take off your skirt, your bra and the exquisite black lacy panties. Standing naked before me with only your shoes on. Your chest heaving a little, nipples perky and just begging to be kissed and sucked.
I turn, pick up the pair of black fishnet crotchless pantie hose I bought, toss them to you. ‘Sit down and put these on’.
Once you squeeze into them I toss you the black leather halter vest. You look at it then slip it on. It has only one steel button in front. You feel like your breasts could pop out of it any moment as it cups and pushes you up high.
Now a black leather mini mini. Skin tight, barely long enough to keep your pussy from being seen when you are standing and hiking up to show you clearly when you sit.
Last I give you a pair of black high calf boots. You slip them on.
‘Stand up and turn around’. ‘Yeah, you will do nicely now’. ‘Come on’.
I step out of the motor home, help you down and close and lock the door. No need to lock up anymore as the yard has security.
Walking you to the big black Triumph Rocket III I get on, hit the starter and it whines to life.
Helping you get on behind me I know you will stay tight against my back as your pussy is in full view of all unless you do.
I hand you a pair of dark sunglasses, tell you to keep a tight grip on me and we roll out of the yard, turn right on Longstreet and like a bullet shot out of a gun accelerate down the street. So fast you cannot help but gasp and scream as the front wheel lifts off the pavement we accelerate so fast.
Another turn and we rocket up the freeway on ramp. You feel the warm air blowing onto and a little into your slightly damp pussy lips. You decide this is kind of fun. An adventure. You have no idea what I intend to do but decide you are game. The outfit is not you but it is kind of fun too. You just hope your tits don’t pop out and expose you to the world. The wind is destroying your hair that you spent almost an hour getting just right.
Out the freeway, across the county line and then exiting into a very industrial looking area.
Down a street lined with tall, razor-wired, chain fences, large parking lots, gates and large flat looking buildings then suddenly turning into a gravel parking lot by a seedy looking metal building with a big neon sign flashing XXXX on its roof.
‘Oh my god’, you think! ‘Its a porn theater’.
I help you off, get a good look at your pussy before you get the skirt down. ‘Fix your fucking hair cunt’. ‘You look like a rag mope’.
I watch as you do your best to untangle it, get it at least presentable. You left your handbag in the motor home so no comb, no makeup. I came prepared, a piece of long red hair ribbon in my jacket pocket knowing you would need it.
Handing it to you, waiting while you use the mirrors to get your hair and makeup fixed as best you can. Thinking I am getting out of character a little but God, she is so beautiful!
‘Keep the sunglasses on unless you want to be recognized by someone on the street someday’. ‘You look like a bimbo that just got out of bed’.
If you fail my tests I may well just leave you here to get fucked by every man that wants you but if you pass then I will not have your identity exposed one bit.
You look like a dream walking. Yes, just the the very thing that a man’s dreams are made of with a leather trim.
Trying not look so frightened you let me lead you to the door. Pay the sullen looking old hag for entry and step inside.
It is kind of dark, smells funny. There are two doorways. I shove you toward the one on the left. Make you push the door open.
Thinking to myself, ‘the test begins’. ‘I hope she passes’.
Stepping inside the room, there is a large white but stained sheet hanging from the ceiling, a woman sitting on the floor by the sheet.
She is not completely unattractive. A washed out blond about 25 wearing blue jeans and a halter top. She looks up at us. Not surprised that she will have an audience at all.
There is movement behind the sheet, ‘you guys about ready’? ‘I am going to take both of your bets’.
The woman looks us up and down. You can tell she likes what she sees in you. Thinking, ‘dream on cunt’. ‘No way are you going to touch this and give it some unknown version of Herpes or worst’.
She likely dances at some seedy strip club. Blows guys for a hundred bucks a throw in their cheesy VIP room while her old man cooks crank or worst.
The woman puts on a blindfold. One of those black things some people sleep with or wear on long plane flights.
A thick hard cock pokes through one of the holes in the sheet followed by two more.
I can feel you go tense against me. Whispering in your right ear, ‘do you like those slut’? ‘Would you like a taste of them’? You don’t answer but I can feel you tremble. You are realizing this is some kind of sex game and the woman is a big part of it.
The woman feels around, finds the cock on her left. She feels of it making the guy behind it gasp. She pumps it a little then lets it go to move on to the next one to repeat the first touching, first testing. ‘She has done it before’, I whisper. ‘She is searching for her man’s dick’. You nod understanding.
I move my right hand down, slip it under the hem of your mini and push my fingers in till I can cup your pussy as she lets go of the last cock.
She sits for a moment, uses both hands to feel of those dicks again and then makes her selection. All the men behind the sheet are moaning and grunting as she touches each one.
She leans forward, holding the man on the left and kisses his knob. He visibly jerks behind the sheet. He is the chosen one. She reaches over and feels her way to the one on the far right and wraps her small hand around its shaft.
She now begins to suck the one in her mouth and pump the first runner up.
My fingers get to work on your slit and clit at almost the same time. As she pumps and sucks I have you shaking and moaning, legs spread slightly with my hot lips on your neck and my fingers doing a slow fuck in and out of your wet pussy. I have my cock pointed up in my pants. I lift your mini at the back to make sure you can feel it on the cheek of your ass.
The guy in the middle curses loudly, ‘shit fire, damn I need a blow job bad’! His cock goes back behind the sheet and you can tell he is beating his meat.
Whispering, ‘would you like to give him what he needs cunt’? You just moan softly, your eyes fixed on the action. I can feel your tension. You have to wonder. Do I want you to do it. Thinking, ‘God, no telling what kind of STD he might have’! ‘Jesus, do you get your dick sucked in this place’?
‘Hey man’! ‘Why don’t you ask my slut here if she wants to suck your cock’?
You gasp. ‘No no’, not that’. You are doing OK so far.
This talk has caused the woman to stop and listen. The guy she was sucking tells her, ‘get the fuck back to work bitch’! ‘I was about to cum’!
She kind of smiles, squeezes him with her left hand then knowing who he is now, gives the cock in her right hand a good hard lick then literally sucks the cum out of it. The guy is cool, other than thrusting his dick out a little more does not let her man behind the sheet know he is getting a bonus.
She lets some of the cum ooze out on her lips then goes back to sucking the left dick. The one she is now sure she was supposed to select since it is her man’s dick.
Keeping a grip on the right now softening cock she takes her time. The bet is won, the game over but for helping him deliver his load into your mouth.
I continue to finger fuck you pussy but slower now. Cannot have you cumming too soon. Still you feel so good, so hot and sopping wet I cannot resist kissing and nibbling on your neck which makes you press harder and try to get more of my fingers inside you.
Right hole dick now soft the woman moves her right hand to inside her jeans. We had not seen before but she has them undone and open enough to get her hand inside. She goes to work on her pussy hard and fast. She must be pretty hot now and needs a good cum.
Mr. in the middle is ready. His cock pokes out and grunting, thrusting, unloads on the girls right shoulder. Cum oozing down to make her right tit a little wet.
Her man lets out a loud gasp, lets go of every four letter word ever spoken as he spurts his load down her throat. She sucks him dry but in one last gesture of defiance spit part of his cum wad on the floor before picking up a tissue from the box nearby and wiping the big losers spunk off her shoulder and breast.
The men come out after tucking their packages away.
A big hairy biker recognizes me says to another man. ‘Hey Frank’! ‘This is the guy I was telling you about’. ‘Say man’. ‘Where is that hot little blond that wanted to suck every cock in this joint’?
‘She’s back in her titty bar getting paid to do it’. ‘How do you like this one’?
The men look you up and down. If anything you are twice as hot looking as the strip bar bimbo is.
‘Give me ten minutes and I will play the game with you and her’. ‘I will put up my winnings from these losers on the chance of getting some of that cunt’s mouth’.
The other men are eager too. The wagers would be doubled if you have to choose from 4 cocks and I can feel you tremble. You might know my cock or you might not. I have only fucked you a couple of times so far. If you make the wrong move I have fucked you for the last time too.
You gasp almost sobbing, ‘No’, ‘no’ Dale’. ‘Don’t make me do it please’.
I pause for a moment as if considering it. ‘Thanks but no bet guys’. ‘She is a slut but only for one man at a time I guess’.
They look disappointed but don’t press it. Maybe the bulge in my jacket is a deterrent. That Makarov is small but still makes an impression.
I catch the look the girl gives the guy that got the bonus and he eats her up. Likely there may be some real trouble later if her man pisses her off again.
I pull you back, away from the entrance. Still holding you tightly against me.
Seeing there is not going to be any action with you the 3 men and the woman leave. I feel you kind of sag with relief. Too bad. You don’t get off the hook that easily.
‘Its my turn now’. ‘Go kneel down in front of the sheet slut’.
You stagger a little from the push I give you, look at me pleading, ‘no please, someone might come in’.
‘Shut the fuck up cunt and get on your knees’. I am already opening the leather pants, my hard cock out as I get behind the stained sheet.
I grit my teeth as I push my dick though the middle hole. ‘Suck it slut, suck it like that other cunt suck both those men’. ‘Make it cum and quick if you don’t want an audience’!
I feel you touch me. You fingers so gentle. Wrapping around me. Moving in half circles as I swell more.
Now the feel of your lips kissing me. I cannot help but groan in anticipation of the next thing you will do. I think I hear a faint whimper escape you as you start heading me. Sucking me hard and pumping me with your hand. It feels so good but I cannot help but hate what I am making you do. I would love you tenderly if I could.
‘God damn that’s good bitch’! Yes it is but what would you do if I fucked you right here, made you back up against this sheet, guide me then push to let me ram it deep inside your hot tight pussy? Might as well find out.
‘Get up’. ‘Turn around and bend’. ‘Stick me in your wet snatch’.
Another whimper then you stop sucking me. I hear you move and then feel you take me in your hand. Gasping as I feel your guide me to your entrance.
Oh shit! Your pussy swallows me. You are sopping. I can feel you tremble but you push as much as you can in rhythm with my thrusts.
Cum boiling I feel you start to grind on my shaft. Thinking please don’t let anyone come in now! Hearing you gasp, your ass raises and I blow up deep inside you. Cum feeling like it just gushes out of me into you deep.
More thrusts, getting me finished. Feeling you squeeze me on the out take.
Buttoning up. My dick sopping and nasty. Cum all over the leather.
Coming out you are leaning against the wall almost crying. I feel bad. Is this what you really want from me?
I hand you a handkerchief from my jacket pocket to dry yourself a little. Stay in character and just toss it on the floor when you offer it back to me.
I decide you have passed this test and it is time for the next one. Leading you back out into the foyer and then to the doorway to the actual movie theater part.

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Kalla: Ch. 5

This is the last chapter as there is virtually no interests at all in the story. Thank you for your time.

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Birthday Present: Part I

I had never expected the birthday present Liz gave me. We usually kept to a few sex toys (like anal plugs and vibrators, which we tended to wear out surprisingly quickly) and some drinks with friends. We would go dancing, and I would always tell her to do something like take her panties off in the middle of the dance floor and hand them to some poor deprived bastard before we left. Or one time I told her to grasp every guys dick on the dance floor. She always did as I told her to, and when I slipped a finger into her pussy afterwards it would be shivering and the liquid would run down my fingers. Bar bathrooms are surprisingly good for fucking, and no-one asks questions. They just listen in. Which made her that much hornier. We were at one bar, in the stall, me pounding her from behind, her groaning and quivering beneath me, eyes closed, biting her lip, hands spreading her ass cheeks, when she hears someone come in and the laugh they make when they realize what’s happening. But this time, she reached over, pushed open the stall door, and looks straight at the guy who just walked in. Without breaking eye contact, she growled at me, “In the ass. In my fucking ass.” So I ripped out my dick and plunged it deep into her, further than her pussy had ever allowed me. The other guy by this point had taken his own rod out and started furiously jacking at it, and Liz never broke eye contact, just moaned louder and louder, and I swear it was the hottest thing I ever saw, until the guy gets the balls enough to walk up to her and smear his precum over her mouth. As he did that she pushed herself violently back onto me, biting her lip to stop herself from screaming, and I felt a jet of liquid as she squirted her load onto my shoes and the floor. She opened her mouth to start to pant from her orgasm when the guy shoved his dick in her mouth, and I swear to you, she took that guys whole eight inches and fucking suckled him. This was too much for me and I felt my balls tightening and I yanked myself out, cum shooting out onto her bare ass. She disengaged her mouth long enough from the strangers dick to order me, “lick it up. All of it.” So I bent down, tongue starting on one cheek and taking one finger to swirl a little cum around her relaxed little asshole. I was so absorbed with the feel of her heartbeat through her anus that I didn’t realize that he was cumming until he jerked his head back and moaned something about “magic tongue”. She just smiled and swallowed.
But I’m getting distracted. You’re here to hear about my birthday present. Usually on birthdays the one who’s birthday is not being celebrated will wake the other up with sex, and maybe a new sex toy or costume. That had been our tradition for four years so I was honestly disappointed when I woke up under my own steam. I was just plain confused when I looked over and she wasn’t there. I had a massive erection making a tent in the sheets, and it begged for attention, but after masturbating for a minute or two I had to stop. It just felt wrong. So I sighed, got up and showered, and walked to my closet. All the clothes were gone, except one pair of black pants, one white shirt, and a pair of black shoes. A note was pinned to the shirt: no underwear. And in the pocket was a little box containing my car keys, an address, a room number, and two little pills. Viagra. A little note fell out of the box after them. Eat me. I did.
I drove for maybe half an hour, and was incredibly surprised when I showed up outside of the Dorchester Hotel, one of the most expensive and high-end living quarters for the rich and famous. By this time my boner was huge and ready to go, so I pulled my car up to valet and showed them my room number. “Go right up,” my valet said. Five minutes and a room key later, I found myself outside the penthouse suite, with a lacy black thong wrapped around the door handle. I went it.
Now, Liz was fucking beautiful. She was tiny at a mere five foot two, and had the most stunning figure, with wide hips, wavy blonde hair, a big ass and double d’s. But when I saw her in the middle of the hotel room in a black lace-up corset, thigh-high lacy stockings, and heels, my erection nearly jumped through my pants. It wasn’t until she moved aside did I see the three other girls in the room. One, a small Asian, with nothing but an open kimono, another was tall and black, with a beautiful lithe body that made very move seem like a dance, and the other a voluptuous ginger in a see-through negligee. I looked at Liz. “Wha..?” She winked. “Your birthday present.” She motioned to the small Asian. “Lin, come here.” Lin stood up from where she was kneeling, bowed to me, and walked over, her firm white breasts perky and perfect for the palm of my hand. Without another word she started unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it away from my body, running her hands across my chest and kissing and licking bare skin wherever she pulled the shirt away. Next she moved to my pants. Slowly unzipping them while she sucked on my nipples, lightly biting them as her fingers only barely brushed my cock as it sprung out of my pants, making me groan. But she never touched it, her hands instead worked their way to the inside of my thighs, kneading them with a strength that surprised me, kissing down my calf until she stepped back, and was instantly replaced by the black woman, and my cock disappeared into her mouth, and I could feel the precum come faster as her tongue lightly and teasingly ran up and down my shaft. I gasped when she clamped down, not painful but extremely erotic, and shoved me as far back as I could go, and quickly picked up the tempo. I was thankful for the Viagra, because by now I would have dumped my load and been done, but the pleasure just kept escalating. “Happy Birthday Chris,” Liz whispered to me as she walked up, kissing me lightly, teasingly, biting my lips and flicking her tongue out of her mouth, darting it into mine. Then she whispered “now” and I stood stock still. The ginger was behind me, her tongue artfully exploring my ass. Liz and I had done anal before on her, but never on me. But it did nothing but make my dick pulse even harder, and the woman blowing me laughed as I grew in her mouth. Soon enough the tongue found my hole, and slowly pushed itself in, my cheeks spread and my muscles twitching uncontrollably. I moaned as I felt my climax near, and I felt my cock hit the back of her throat and I felt the tongue insert itself all the way and my load jetted out for what seemed like a year. The black woman, Grace as I later found out her name was, released me from her mouth, and the ginger, Cherry, came around to my front. My cock, surprisingly, did not seem like it intended to lose its hardness, and I shot a questioning glance at Liz. “That wasn’t normal Viagra, was it?”
“Nope,” she replied, smiling, as Cherry took my hand and led me to the bed, “I may have gotten something a little…special. Relax. Enjoy it. I know they will.” The girls all laughed at this, and while Cherry pushed me down Grace and Lin sat on the edge, kissing each other boldly, even hungrily, and soon Grace had Lin laying on her back, her tongue exploring her small, tight pussy as the tiny Asian squirmed and moaned. Cherry was not exactly blowing me, more like licking, but I had never felt such a tingling before. When I tore my eyes away from the couple beside me, I was surprised to find Liz staring at them as well, vibrator out and buzzing, her eyes half-closed as she pleasured herself. Then I heard a little high-pitched squeak as Lin orgasmed, laughing and thanking Grace before she tackled the larger woman down and started to reciprocate the favor, Grace’s long fingers twining in the young girls hair as she pushed her face into her neatly trimmed cunt. But they were promptly pulled away from their fun as Liz said “Girls, remember what I hired you for.” Grace smiled, and Lin even blushed, before turning back to me. Lin gently pushed away Cherry, who got up off the bed, kneeled before Liz, and said, “mistress, I ask for the favor of pleasuring you.” In response, Liz smiled and opened her legs, placing the vibrator instead against the tip of her nipple, her eyes never leaving me as Lin positioned herself over my rock-hard rod, and slowly sat down.
I flat out gasped. She was tiny. I thought that Liz had the tightest cunt I had ever experienced, but the tiny Asian on top of me beat even her. She felt like a virgin, and as I went progressively deeper into her tiny vagina, her muscles instinctively tightened, and I felt my climax rushing to meet me as her butt slapped my thighs with an ever-quickening tempo. She orgasmed seconds before me, and her clenching spurred mine. She lifted herself off me, and my cock was immediately being sucked clean by Grace. Amazingly, again, no hardness was lost, and its insatiable hunger became quite apparent when Cherry appeared before me, having finished a very satisfied-looking Liz, got onto the bed, knelt before me, and presented her ass for my inspection. My dick visibly jumped as I saw the black plug, and Cherry handed me a bottle of oil. In an instant I had myself slick and the plug out, and myself base-deep in her anus. Instead of letting me pick the speed, she slowly rocked back, giving me an excellent view of her huge breasts swaying beneath her body, and the feeling of her clenching her muscles around me was heaven. What I didn’t expect was a hand to snake around my body and grasp my balls, gently massaging as the busty redhead painstakingly attended to my member. I felt two hands behind me push my legs a bit apart, and soon a mouth had my balls in its possession, sucking in one and then the other as the other hand massaged the one not currently being suckled on. Then Grace came into my view, positioning herself under Cherry, mouth oh her nipples and hand on her clit, and the redhead began to pound herself against me, eyes closed, breathing heavy and fast, moaning and grunting with each hard slap of flesh. Her ass shook as it rode me, and I brought my hand down with a smack, and she let out a startled “Oh!” as I felt her tighten around me, so I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me as hard as I could, shoving my dick as hard and as far into her as was possible. She let out a scream, shaking under my hands, staying stock-still as the orgasm rocked her body until she collapsed, smiling, on the bed. But I was not about to stop when I was so close to cumming, so I straddled Grace and shoved my still-slick cock into her pussy. Her well-muscled legs wrapped around my back, and her sex was almost animal, biting and scratching and hard and erotic, her movement making it obvious she wanted harder, harder, harder and I pushed into her with an almighty shove as my climax came. I collapsed, exhausted, and so did my dick, finally sated. I vaguely heard Liz thank the girls and dismiss them before falling asleep, Liz spooning me, the bed wet from the pleasures of the day.
When I woke up, Liz was on top of me, gently riding a boner I had gotten in my sleep. I reached up a hand to brush away a strand of hair that had gotten caught in her mouth, and her eyes sparkled in the light of the sunset streaming through the window. And while she may not have been as tight as Lin, as good with anal as Cherry, or as animal as Grace, I knew her, I loved her. The sex was soft and beautiful, slow and drawn out, neither wanting to leave the other. And when she came it was a sigh and a soft kiss, a collapsing in on herself to nestle in my arms. We slept inside each other.
Needless to say, it was the best birthday ever. And man, can I not wait until next year.
You should see the strippers I ordered for her.

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A Night Out – Part 2

Part 2
It is now 4pm. After removing your piss soaked underwear and stockings you are taking a shower.
You are enjoying the feel of the water over your body, you begin to apply the soap, starting at your ankles and working your up your legs.
You work the soap over your legs, they are smooth because you shaved them this morning. You move your hands over your pussy, you part the outer lips and touch the hood which covers your clit, it is still sensitive following the attention it has been getting already today. You let out a soft moan, thinking about it.
You move your hands onto your breasts. You cover them in soap and tilt your head back as you apply gentle circular movements over them. Your nipples harden and you let out another small moan.
You are letting the water pour over your head and your eyes are closed, so you are a little startled when you feel another set of hands covering yours.
You move your hands away and let this newly arrived pair of hands hold your soap covered breasts. The hands begin to move over you, gently at first, and then a little harder. The fingers spread and grab handfuls of your soft flesh.
You are pulled backwards towards the body of the man who the hands belong to. Hands which are now gripping tightly onto your breasts. You tilt your head back and close your eyes as your lover’s lips move onto yours. I kiss you deeply, my tongue exploring deep inside your mouth.
My hands move down and circle your waist. I squeeze you tight against me. My cock is hard and it slides between your soap covered upper thighs.
My hands move down to your pussy and caress the folds of your outer lips. The lubricating effect of the soap makes your pussy slippery to the touch.
My hands move around your hips and rest on the cheeks of your arse. I grab your arse cheeks and squeeze them firmly. I move my hands to your shoulders and push you forward slightly so that you are bent over in front of me.
You reach over and hold onto the wall to steady yourself. You part your legs slightly as my hands return to your arse. You feel my thumbs work into your backside, probing to find your tight hole.
My thumbs pull apart your arse cheeks to reveal to me the rose shaped hole within. My right hand releases its grip on you and my finger touches you on the tightly closed hole.
You bend lower to accommodate my finger as the soap covered digit slowly pushes inside you. You feel the first knuckle pass into you and clench the finger tight, knowing the second, larger knuckle will be entering you soon.
You relax your anal muscles a little to allow the finger to probe deeper into your tight hole. You feel the second knuckle enter you and you moan.
The finger now pushes deeper into you. You feel my other fingers slide under you seeking out your pussy. You feel my long middle finger find your waiting pussy. The finger enters you with ease. You push back towards me as I begin to finger fuck both of your holes in a slow rhythm. Your pussy is now ready for more.
My ring finger joins my middle finger and they both slide deep into your wet, soapy pussy. You feel the finger in your arse begin to twist and turn with each stroke. Your muscles contract and relax with the rhythm. Your arse is now ready for more.
The fingers in your pussy withdraw. You tense slightly, then relax, knowing that you will need to be relaxed to allow entry into your tight anal hole.
You feel the two fingers at the entrance to your arse. You feel them push hard against the hole until your sphincter muscles relax enough to allow the two probes to enter. The rhythm starts slow, then gathers pace. Faster and faster the fingers enter into you. My right hand is fucking your arse while my left hand is pressed on you back, keeping you bent over.
Your eyes are closed. You hear me whisper “Anna, are you ready?”
You feel the rhythm of the two fingers fucking your arse start to slow down. You feel them make one final, deep thrust, then slide out, they are gone. You feel slightly empty, but you hope it won’t be for long.
You part your legs wider and you bend over a little further, knowing it will help. You feel my hands grip your waist on either side. You know what is coming.
You feel the tip of my cock on your arse cheeks. You feel it rest on your hole. You try to relax, but the anticipation is making you tense. Then your muscles begin to do what you want and relax slightly, and you then feel the tip of my cock push its way into your tight arse.
I slide my cock into you, slowly and deliberately. Your body reluctantly accepts the invasion and your muscles squeeze tightly as the hard cock penetrates deep inside you for the second time today.
You feel my balls hit the top of your thighs and you know I am fully inside you.
My grip on your waist becomes tighter and I begin to slowly slide my cock back and forth inside your tight arse. On each stroke, you feel the large bulb of my cock head reach your sphincter before it is thrust in once more.
You brace yourself as the rhythm increases. My cock is now sliding quickly in and out. My grip on your waist gets tighter as I almost lift you off your feet with each thrust into you.
You shout “Yes!” as I jackhammer my cock deep inside you. You sense I am close to climax. You feel my body tense as I begin my final orgasmic thrusts. Then, you feel my hot cum explode from my cock and shoot deep into your arse, filling you with warmth and wetness simultaneously. We both relax and let out contented sighs.
My cock is still inside you. I lean over your back and whisper “Mmmmm Lover. Shall we go back into the bedroom?”
We spend a couple of minutes drying each off with towels before I take you by the hand and lead you to the bedroom.
You climb onto the bed and lie back fully outstretched with your eyes closed. You feel the added weight on the bed as I climb on beside you.
You feel my breath on your cheek and on the side of your neck. You feel my lips kiss your neck softly, then kiss your shoulder and move towards your chest. You feel the line of kisses move towards your right breast. You feel the kisses move to your nipple. You feel my mouth open over your nipple before you feel my teeth close gently onto it. You feel my teeth tighten their grip slightly forcing you to let out a quiet moan.
You sense my mouth leave your nipple and then feel the kisses resume below your breast and continue down to your waist. The line of kisses moves to your hips and then to the top of your right thigh. You feel them on your thigh and you hope they will move to your waiting pussy.
The kisses move lower down your thigh and you part your legs slightly hoping to encourage them towards your pussy.
You feel my weight shift as I move into a position over you. You feel kisses being planted on the inside of your right thigh and then the left, just inches from your pussy.
You part your legs further. You feel the kisses begin to move closer towards your newly cleaned, pussy lips.
You feel me kiss each of your outer lips in turn, then you feel a kiss on the fleshy hood which is barely concealing your waiting clitoris. You instinctively part your legs wider, allowing your pussy to come into full view. You feel good offering up your pussy to me, and excited in anticipation of what is to come.
You feel my tongue on your pussy, it is licking gently at your wet pussy slit. You feel my tongue move higher, towards your hardening clit. As the tip of my tongue reaches your clit you let out a soft moan and push your hips towards me. My tongue is forced deeper into your pussy and you feel the tip of my nose on your clit.
My tongue is now deep inside you licking and lapping at the juices it finds. You sense my tongue move lower and touch the sensitive area close to your anus. You raise your legs allowing me to reach your anal rose. My tongue finds the hole and gently circles the edge causing you to moan once more.
My tongue returns to your pussy slit and buries itself deep inside you. My hands are on your inner thighs, forcing your legs to spread wide. My tongue laps at your pussy like thirsty dog, it runs from your anus to your clit and back again, thrusting deep into your pussy as it passes by and probing into your anus when it reaches there too.
Your pussy is now covered in your own juice and my saliva, you feel my tongue on your clit. You feel it circle the hard bud. You feel my hand pull the hood clear, leaving your clit fully exposed. You feel my tongue lick and flick the bud, the rhythm increases, faster and faster. You are now breathing faster in time to the attention your clit is getting. Your legs begin to move wildly around and you know you are close. Your orgasm builds inside you. You feel the wave of it overtake you. It runs from your arms and from your legs, as it heads straight for your pussy before exploding out through your clit. My tongue is still flicking at it as the orgasm takes over you and you scream out! YES! YES! YES!
You sink back onto the bed thinking that it is over but you are shocked as you feel my hands cup beneath your buttocks and force your hips up towards my mouth. My open mouth attaches to your pussy and begins to suck in the fleshy lips and stiffened clit in one. My tongue darts onto your clit and flicks from side to side causing a fresh wave of orgasmic pleasure to wash over you. The relaxation comes when I release you to fall back onto the soft bed.
Your head is back and your eyes are closed as you sense me move up along your body until my mouth finds yours. You open your mouth and our lips meet. You taste your pussy and you suck on my mouth to enjoy it some more. Your hands move to my buttocks as you feel my hard cock positioned at the entrance to your pussy. You raise your hips and sense the tip of my cock at the entrance to your pussy. You spread your legs a little more and then feel me thrust into you. You are wet and the initial thrust is deep and fills your pussy. You can feel the head of my cock hit the cervix deep within you.
We kiss deeply as my cock begins to slide in and out of your wet pussy. The strokes are long and slow, filling your pussy with hot cock flesh. The strokes become quicker as I build up the rhythm within you. The bed is beginning to bounce beneath you. Each bounce is coinciding with a thrust making each stroke deeper.
My hands are gripping your wrists above your head. My mouth is pressed firmly on yours. My cock is pounding into your pussy. You feel the familiar waves of pleasure begin to wash over your body. Your fingers are tingling, as are your toes.
Your orgasm builds and builds until finally it overtakes you completely. Your hips thrust up towards me and force my cock to penetrate deep inside you. Your pussy contracts repeatedly, milking the hard organ buried within you. Finally you sink back once more onto the soft bed and let out a moan of complete satisfaction.
You are just beginning to wonder what is going to happen next when you feel my cock slide from within you.
You open your eyes and see me motion for you to roll over onto all fours. You assume the doggy position, resting down on your elbows to make sure your arse is pointed upwards towards me. You part your knees and enjoy the feeling of being exposed like a bitch ready for the taking.
You bury your head into the pillow as you feel my hands take a firm grip on your hips. You feel my cock briefly pause at the entrance to your wet, swollen pussy, before it is thrust deep within you.
The wetness of your pussy allows me to fuck you hard and fast immediately. You are being pounded from behind and you want it to be deep, hard and fast. You are not disappointed, my cock is ramming into you so hard you feel like your pussy will never be the same again!
I continue to ram into you for several minutes before you feel me pull out of you. You turn to look behind you and see me climb from on the bed and walk towards you, my hard cock is pointing out in front of me.
As I reach the edge of the bed you adjust your position slightly and open your mouth ready to take my cock.
You take hold of my cock and close your mouth over the shiny head. You are still on all fours on the soft bed and you realise you need both hands to balance. You feel the fingers of my left hand run through your hair and then grab hold of a handful. Gripping your head, my hand then pulls your mouth further onto my cock.
You run your tongue on the underside of my cock enjoying the sensation of the frenum. You feel the head of my cock deep in your mouth and you resist the urge to gag. You are on all fours and having your mouth fucked hard and you are wondering what other pleasures I might have in mind for us to do today?
You feel the pace of the face fucking quicken and you sense I must be close to cumming. You open your mouth and look up into my eyes. You see my right hand sliding up and down the length of my cock, the slit is pointing at your open mouth. My left hand grips a little tighter on your hair and then I cum my hot creamy load into your mouth.
The first spurt is a direct hit. It hits the top of your mouth and slides down your throat. The second spurt hits your right cheek, the third hits the corner of your mouth. You collect the hot liquid with your tongue and swallow it, licking your lips afterwards.
You open your mouth and I place my now sensitive cock inside. You roll your tongue around the bulb and gently lick the final drips of cum from the slit.
I pull my cock from your mouth and stand before you. You climb from the bed and stand in front of me, I fold my arms around you and we embrace. My hands run down your back and rest on your arse cheeks.
I put my lips on yours and my hands begin to squeeze your buttocks and pull your hips tightly towards mine. You are a little surprised, but very pleased, to feel my cock begin to grow hard between us.
You break off the kiss and slowly drop to your knees in front of me. My cock is standing out once more, level with your face. You lick the tip. The cock twitches in response. You lick the underside and slide your tongue the full length of the smooth shaft. The cock responds by pointing higher in the air, aiming for the ceiling. The erection has revealed to you the base of the cock and the tight, shaved, balls just below.
You lick the base of my cock and allow your tongue to travel over the smooth sack and under to the hard root below. You glance up and see me smiling at you. You take your cue and allow your tongue to continue to explore the area beneath my ball sack. You lick from side to side, then from front to back before eventually letting your tongue reach the tight hole of my anus. You feel the hole pucker and relax as your tongue teases the opening. You circle the rim with your tongue a couple of times before deciding to place the tip on to the hole itself. You make your tongue as hard as you can and drive it gently into my arse. You know you have only penetrated a fraction of an inch but the hole responds by squeezing and relaxing, encouraging your tongue to probe a little deeper.
You grip hold of my legs and push your tongue up between my arse cheeks and into my anal hole. I tense up and then let out a deep breath. “mmmmm. Thank you Lover”
“You deserve a drink.” “but first you need to get dressed” I say, nodding towards the clothes laid out over the chair in the corner of the room.

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Fantasy

Skipper Licked Me, Daddy II

I awoke with my daughter in my bed. I stared in disbelief, then I groaned and rubbed my face. It was real. I had stepped over the line. What a stupid fuck. I padded downstairs, made coffee, then showered and dressed before Jill awoke. I felt like shit. Skipper was bouncing around all over me. He was happy as hell. That dog didn’t care what kind of attention he got, as long as he got something. He was a lot like me.
“Do something constructive,” I told Skipper, “go take a chunk out of Mrs. Jefferson.”
I heard tiny footsteps on the stairs. Jill skipped across the kitchen as I opened my thermos.
“Jill, I want to talk to you,” I said as I filled my steel thermos from the pot of coffee.
“Morning, daddy,” she stood on tiptoes and kissed my cheek. I glanced at her and my heart skipped a beat as I saw her perfect body in a see-through neglige.
“Damn!” I yelled as coffee poured over my hand. “In the first place, get dressed. Mrs. Jefferson can see everything from her bedroom window. Put some clothes on that naked ass.”
“I thought you liked this ass, daddy,” she smiled coyly, while shaking her ass.
“I do, sweetheart, and last night was wonderful, but it will never happen again. You hear me?”
“Why, daddy,” her face fell.
“Because I feel like shit and I have to go out and face the world now. I just can’t do this again.”
“Ok,” she was disappointed.
“And one more thing.”
“Yes daddy?”
“No punks in my house while I’m gone. Phillip can come over while I’m here. Understand?”
“Yes daddy,” she said, and I believed her this time.
“If he has to fuck you so damned badly, tell him to get a 69 Chevy like everybody else,” I smiled as I closed the thermos and kissed her on the cheek again.
“Can I bring a girl over?” she asked brightly.
“Sure. Make her about 40 with long blonde hair and legs clear up too here,” I held my hand to my chest, before I slipped my boots on.
“No problem. Ah, daddy?”
“Yes sweetheart?”
“I have to tell you something . . . ”
“Don’t have time now. I have to talk to Jim Reilly before he leaves for California. I think the son-of-a-bitch is cutting stove wood from my log piles.”
“But . . . ”
“Later,” I said as I opened the door. There was Mrs. Jefferson in a white flowered bathrobe and fuzzy slippers, looking at the bumper on my truck. She made a surprised face and hurried toward her house.
“Damned kids will put anything on there, won’t they?” my yell followed her into the door.
I was right. He had been cutting wood from my convenient log piles. The stupid bastard. A good thick 20 foot pine log can net me 300 dollars. If the bastard cuts the end off, leaving me with a 17-foot log, I get half as much. He finally dropped several thousand dollars from his asking price for the entire stand of timber. I made a little money before starting work. As I filled the oiler and the fuel tank, then started my saw, I was one happy logger.
My good mood carried over into the evening. I was a little pissed when my dog didn’t show up to greet me. The bastard was getting lazy. I watched the doggy door for a moment, then brushed the sawdust off my pants and stamped the mud from my boots. Mrs. Jefferson was standing behind her house, trying to see inside my back door. I could just see her around the side of my house.
“Why don’t you come over for supper?” I called. She looked startled.
“Me?” she seemed amazed.
“Yeah, you,” I said, striding around the side of the house. “I’ll start the grill and burn some steaks.”
“I… well yes,” she said, holding her hand to her chest. She fumbled with the top button on her robe for a moment, then waved timidly. “I’ll get dressed and be right over.”
I watched her disappear into the house. She wouldn’t look too bad if she’d just get rid of those thick, ugly, birth control glasses. They made her look like Urkle.
“Come on in, the back door will be open,” I called.
It was a damned good day to be alive. The sun was shining, the lawn mowers were going, and I was about to prove I was the master of the grill. I had just picked up a hundred pounds of ribeyes in Marysville. Mrs. Jefferson was back in less than a minute, wearing a blue flowered dress with a six-pack of Bud in her hand. I liked her more all the time. I had the grill scraped and going. I dropped the lid and waved her over.
She handed me a beer and I twisted off the top. I started to flick it at my neighbor’s house, as usual, then I remembered she was standing next to me. I rolled it across my fingers and slipped it into my pocket. As I did, my eyes went to Mrs. Jefferson and I discovered something. Mrs. Jefferson has breasts. Her top two buttons were undone. I could see a nice set of breasts in a lacy bra. Well, that was a surprise. And here came a bigger one. My dick was getting hard. She looked down at herself self-consciously, then smiled as we entered the back door. Her smile and those glasses made her look like a 50-year-old school teacher. My dick began wilting again.
“Jill must be around,” I said softly. Was she asleep? No, I could hear MTV playing loudly on the TV. I would seat Mrs. Jefferson on the couch and defrost the steaks. “In here,” I nodded. I closed the screen door and turned, to find Mrs. Jefferson still standing behind me, looking into the living room. I started to go around her and my heart froze.
“Uh, oh yes,” a voice cried softly. I could hear the familiar sound of sloop, sloop, sloop, the unmistakable sound of Skipper licking my daughter’s pussy. I was going to die. I was going to kill. I pushed my way past Mrs. Jefferson and looked over her shoulder. I got an even bigger surprise. Skipper was not licking my daughter’s pussy, a girl was. Skipper was licking the girl.
“Oh my,” Mrs. Jefferson said from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes turned to me and I reluctantly met them. I was surprised to see humor and excitement in them. Was she excited about picking up some new gossip, or excited by what she saw? I suddenly realized that I was touching her left buttock. I could feel it against my right hip. It was hot and firm.
We stood watching from the darkness of the hallway, fascinated by what we saw. It was very beautiful, in a way. Jill’s face was one of complete rapture. She was sitting on the couch with her legs spread wide. The girl had a hand on each of Jill’s thighs, lapping like there was no tomorrow. Jill was mashing her own breasts with her right hand, and pulling the girl’s face into her crotch with the left. The girl was kneeling before Jill on her hands and knees. She was naked and well built, from what I could see. Skipper was standing behind her just licking the hell out of that sweet young ass. Damn, that boy liked pussy.
“Yes, Tina, do me,” Jill whispered. Tina? Tina was damn hot. She looked like that Richards girl, the actress. I suddenly wished I could see better. We were too far away and they were in a dark corner near the entrance to the kitchen. Damned, I can’t count the number of times I’ve fantasized about seeing those young breasts. Maybe next time. Well, there was one place we could watch, without being easily seen. The stairs.
“Oh God!” Jill yelled.
My eyes went to Mrs. Jefferson. My cock was rock hard and throbbing, just six inches from a pussy. I laid my hand on her shoulder. A surprised look crossed her face, before she laid a hand over mine.
“Should you be watching this?” she asked in a harsh whisper. I almost died, confronting those thick black framed glasses from so close. I had the urge to rip them off her face.
“No,” I said with a shrug. “Want to leave?”
“No,” she gave me a shy smile.
“Let’s go sit on the stairs,” I nodded down the hallway. We hurried down the passage with exaggerated care. They wouldn’t have noticed us, nothing could have torn their attention away from what they were doing. Well, almost. I forgot Skipper. As we took a seat on the stairs, watching the action through the elaborate iron railing, Skipper noticed us for the first time and started wagging. Faithful old fur ball. He came bounding across the livingroom. He rushed up to us and went right up to Mrs. Jefferson. She ruffled his shinny black hair while he whined softly. His tail was going a mile a minute.
“We’re old friends,” she explained.
“Yes, I can see that,” I was hurt and surprised. My eyes went back to the girls. It was obviously Tina. I could see her well now. What a magnificent set of breasts. She had the breasts which were always bulging from a sweater. Now I could see why. They were swinging under her chest as she ate my daughter. Suddenly she stopped and looked around.
“Skipper’s gone,” she objected.
“Let’s 69,” Jill said eagerly. They positioned pillows on the couch to prop up Jill’s head, then Tina crawled on top of her. I vowed to fuck the hell out of Tina at the very first opportunity. She was the sexiest girl I have ever seen. I looked down and to my horror I saw Skipper’s nose go under Mrs. Jefferson’s dress. I started to slap him away, but Mrs. Jefferson opened her legs and scratched his back, as he sniffed and began licking. Suddenly my cock grew an inch longer.
“I want to fuck you,” I said suddenly. I had planned on saying something clever, but I was dying.
“Ok,” she said.
“Can . . . Can I fuck you in the ass?” I asked nervously.
“How big are you?” She asked, reaching out and grabbing my cock.
“Oh fuck,” I shuddered, “about six or seven inches.”
“Take it out,” she ordered, suddenly anxious. I leaned back on the stairs and undid my jeans. With her help I had them off in seconds. She yanked down my shorts and took my cock in her hands like it was a precious gift. Even to my eyes it looked like somebody’s arm. Damn I was hard.
She turned on the stairs, going down on her hands and knees. She hiked her dress up to her back and yanked down her panties. Skipper went crazy. He looked like he owned that pussy. Mrs. Jefferson looked at my cock, then smiled up at me greedily. I couldn’t help it. I had to yank off those glasses. They were making me sick. She blinked a few times and I found myself looking into a nice set of brown eyes. She wasn’t beautiful, by any standards, but she sure wasn’t ugly.
Time seemed to stand still as she licked her lips, opened her mouth and moved down toward my cock. I held my breath, waiting for that first wonderful moment. It was heavenly. I shuddered and almost came. My wife used to cum while I played with her ears or breasts. Now I knew how she felt. I was close. It was all I could do to tighten the muscles in my ass and thighs to contain myself. That damned hound lapping in Mrs. Jefferson’s pussy, didn’t help much either. Even from that angle I could see his tongue going from the bottom of her pussy to the top of the crack in her ass. He stopped and licked his lips, looking at me with that tail just a going. He shook his head, snorted, and went back to eating Mrs. Jefferson. She hissed and slammed into my stomach. I reached beneath her and found those interesting breasts. It was a very nice bra. I had seen that bra before. My wife used to wear one. It was a lace underwire. White lace. I loved white lace. Her breasts were good sized. I’ve seen worse. I fished her breasts out of her bra and began tweaking her nipples. I thought she would choke on my cock.
“Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!” Jill suddenly screamed. I looked toward the couch. Jill was bouncing around all over the place. Tina was holding her thighs apart and trying to follow the bouncing pussy. She was getting knocked around a bit. God what a beautiful sight. I don’t think there is anything more beautiful than two teen girls going down on each other. The fresh skin, silky hair, and figures to die for, make a perfect picture. Two girls just seemed to fit nicely together. Man they were hot.
“Oh,” Tina suddenly screamed. She was finished with Jill now so she could just lay there and enjoy it. Jill was eating her with a serious attitude. She seemed to be biting and mashing like there was no tomorrow. Her hands were firmly clamped into Tina’s perfect ass cheeks. Her mouth was sucking and shaking between those sweet nethery thighs. Tina hissed repeatedly. She humped her ass forward, driving her mound into Jill’s wet face. She grunted each time her pussy smacked Jill. Then it all stopped. As they both lay panting, I realized I was cumming. I had wanted to cum in her ass. Too late, the liquid fire began spurting from my balls, down my cock and into her sucking lips. She drank quickly, her eyes widening slightly as I filled her mouth with thick cream.
I gasped, trying to restrain my cries. My cock emptied its heavy load into Mrs. Jefferson’s greedy lips. She was milking my cock and sucking like a calf on its mother. She was one greedy bitch. She smiled and released me. Skipper was still eating her pussy. She turned and sat one step below me, between my legs. Opening her leg wide, allowed Skipper free access to her pussy. I reached down and massaged her shoulders. She leaned against me. I slid my hands into her bra and returned to her nipples. She moaned and laid her head against my abdomen, looking up at me. She was too far away to kiss. I simply watched as Skipper did an excellent job of eating her pussy like and old pro. I wondered again where he had learned that. Most male dogs swipe at a pussy once or twice, then try to stab it with their cocks. Skipper was the most patient male dog I had ever seen.
The familiar sloop, sloop, sloop of his tongue was a very distinctive and erotic sound. It was getting me hard again.
Jill giggled and I looked up at the girls. Tina was using a swiffer duster on her body. Tina had just reached Jill’s neck. She was ticklish there, like her mother. Tina began dusting Jill’s breasts. Jill suddenly took on a serious expression. Tina had hit her mark. Jill took the duster from Tina and leaned close for a kiss. As they kissed passionately, Jill ran the duster over Tina’s back and ass. In moments they were going at it again. This time Jill was on top. Jill had Tina’s legs beneath her arms so she could gain access to her ass. That was a new one on me. I’d have to remember that.
“Mark!” a harsh voice woke me from my daydream.
“Huh?” I asked in surprise.
“You’re hurting me,” she said, holding one breast.
“Sorry. I was carried away.”
“Sit down here,” she patted the stairs beside her. I brought a leg over her head and slid down the stairs. I tried to watch Skipper licking her pussy, but she wouldn’t wait that long. She pulled my face all out of shape to kiss me. I changed positions to get comfortable and returned her kiss. I had to admit, it was a hot kiss. She was surprisingly good at it. In a few moments I was getting a lot hotter. I broke the kiss, slid down another stair, and leaned down to suck her breast. She liked that. She held my head to her chest while I nursed and tongued her nipple. I could tell by her ragged breathing that she was getting close. I didn’t want to miss the show. I tried to watch Skipper from the corner of my eye, but that hurt. I finally broke contact with her nipple and sat up to watch. She didn’t seem to mind. She was really close now. She had her eyes closed as she leaned against me and panted harshly. I could see her involuntarily pushing her pussy toward Skipper’s mouth. I leaned forward and found Skipper with his nose pushed up inside her pussy. I could hardly see his eyes. I started counting to see how long he could hold his breath, but he pulled out suddenly and began licking her clit, while breathing quickly.
That was all it took to bring Mrs. Jefferson to her first orgasm. She mashed her face against my shoulder and held my arm in a death grip. She humped her pussy against Skipper’s nose, while the distinctive sloop, sloop, sloop, continued. Damn, that was a sexy thing to see.
With the words, “I don’t give a damn, I don’t give a fuck,” coming from my TV to mask the sounds, Mrs. Jefferson sat beside me and had a massive orgasm, the likes of which I have never seen before. I don’t know what kept her from having a massive heart attack right there on my stairs. Her face turned red, then purple. She gasped, trying to get her breath, and she clutched my arm shutting off all blood to my fingers. She sat shuddering like that for a good minute, before she clamped her legs together with a slap, evicting my happy, perverted hound.
Skipper’s black face was even shiner now. It was coated with Mrs. Jefferson’s juices. He licked off what he could reach with his tongue, then with a whine he lay on the floor and began licking his own cock.
“I wish I could do that,” I mumbled. “He sure does like the taste of pussy,” I said, shaking my head.
“It’s the honey,” she said, sitting up for the first time. “Boy, he’s good.”
“He loves his job,” I nodded with a chuckle.
“Are you hard again?” she asked in excitement.
“Oh hell yes,” I pulled my shirt aside so she could see. My cock was throbbing in time with my heartbeat. The veins were standing out all down its length. The circumcised head looked like a nuclear missile.
“Oh my,” she sank to her knees again. “I’ll get it wet for you,” she whispered. Her lips went to my cock and I whined like Skipper. He looked up in surprise. When he did, he found Mrs. Jefferson’s pussy facing him. He leaped to his feet and the sloop, sloop, sloop, started all over again.
Those lips felt so damn good on my cock. I almost begged her to finish me again. But I was an ass man. I love the intense warmth and friction of a good firm ass. And she had a tiny ass just perfect for fucking. I could really penetrate a tiny ass, with a cock like mine.
“Now,” I whispered. She turned and stood while I slid down the stairs. When my feet were firmly planted on the floor, she leaned back over my throbbing penis. The first heavenly touch nearly made me scream. Not only was my cock lubricated, but Skipper had done a good job of juicing up her ass. She found the hole for me and sank on my shaft without hesitation. I nearly screamed like a bitch. She stopped, just an inch from the base of my cock. I adjusted my legs and held her ass to keep her from taking too much. I didn’t have to do a thing. She began rocking on my knees, fucking her own ass on my cock, while Skipper happily licked her pussy.
“Owe, that hurts,” Jill yelled. I looked at the girls and found Jill eating Tina, while Tina thrust the handle of the swiffer duster up inside my daughter’s pussy. I had a good view of Tina’s firm breasts again. I just had to feel those breasts for myself.
Mrs. Jefferson was really hot and really tight. She hadn’t had a lot of cocks in her ass. I could tell that. At least not many like mine. She felt like a virgin. I was getting really, really hot. I didn’t want to cum yet, I wanted to draw it out and make it last. I grabbed her ass in my hands and held her still for a moment. She tried to mash her ass down on my cock, but then understood my actions. She held off while Skipper licked her pussy, then moved down to my fragrant cock. His harsh tongue almost pushed me over the edged. Luckily he moved up and concentrated on her ass, then went back into her pussy. She was shaking. I didn’t know if it was strain, or if her own orgasm was getting close. How much stimulation did a cock up the ass cause? I didn’t know and probably wouldn’t find out real soon.
I released my grip on her ass and she eagerly pushed that tiny ass down all the way on my cock. I had never felt my cock all the way up an ass before. It was fucking great. She sat and rotated slightly on my cock, while Skipper lapped her pussy. This was perfect. It was hot and sexy, without being so strong that it pushed me over the edge.
Suddenly Mrs. Jefferson changed and I grew frightened. She began sliding gently forward and back on my cock. I was afraid she would rip it out by the roots, but she seemed to know what she was doing. I was really churning her peanut butter now. I could feel my cock bouncing around inside her ass like the paddle in a butter churn. Man this was great. I held her ass to make sure she didn’t get too carried away. Seconds turned into minutes and I still didn’t cum. This was going to be big. It took a moment to hear her pants and slight cries. I paid attention when she began rocking harder. I was afraid she would break my cock. I held her in a death grip. She turned and gave me a sexy, determined look, letting me know she was cummin.
“Oh yes,” she gasped, closing her eyes and leaning closer. Her face was sweaty. Her eyebrows were a little too thick, but who was I to complain? She opened her eyes and sought out my mouth. We kissed passionately. I released her ass and she began bouncing on my lap. She breathed harshly, wetly through her nose while restraining her moans. Her eyes flew open in surprise when her orgasm struck. I started cumming at the same time. As I pumped liquid fire up her ass, she mashed her lips against my mouth and sucked urgently. I held her close as we shared the moment of climax, then jerked and shuddered, relaxing together on the stairs. It wasn’t long before those legs slapped together again and my poor hound was excluded. Once again he lay on the floor and licked his cock.
We were wet and messy. I badly needed a shower. “What to share a shower?” I asked, nodding toward the stairs.
“No, I should go home and change. Skipper has me all messy.”
“He likes pussy,” I chuckled.
“It’s the honey.”
“I call it juices.”
“No, real honey.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, not understanding. “Hey, why are you always watching my house?”
“Oh, sorry. I didn’t think you’d notice. I used to get mad when Skipper laid on my back porch sunning himself. One day I came out to sunbathe and there he was. I decided to just ignore him. I bent to adjust my chair and his nose went into my ass. I almost died. I had a bikini on and it had slipped. After that I tried to get him to lick me on purpose, but he would stop after a few minutes and want to fuck. I like being eaten. So I bought a few little honey bears and I used honey to train him to lick my pussy. He went wild. Soon he learned that if he licked long enough, he would get natural juices from my pussy. Well you see, ever since I taught Skipper to eat pussy, I couldn’t wait for him to come over to my house. So I would watch and wait. When I saw him alone, I’d call him over. I don’t even need honey now. I have about 15 jars left, do you want some?”
“I’ll be damned,” I gasped. “That explains a lot. Honey,” I laughed shaking my head.
“I’ll run home and wash this stuff off, then come right back. We can race,” she said, slipping into her dress. She grabbed her glasses and put them on. Boy, what a transformation. She turned to leave, but I called her back.
“Do me a favor,” I whispered. She nodded listening, then tiptoed away with a giggle. I grabbed my clothes before I hurried up the stairs. I stopped at the head of the stairs listening.
“What the hell is going on here!” Mrs. Jefferson’s voice screeched at the top of her lungs. I dodged into the bathroom laughing as the screams began, followed by the sound of running teenage feet.

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My Own Destiny(story A):Training Day One

My old friend Destiny rings my doorbell around nine o clock. I answer the door, let her in, and offer her a beer. She declines, and then I notice the serious look on her face. “What’s wrong, is it Steve again,” I ask her while stroking her chin up causing her to look me in the eyes. “It’s nothing, how about that beer,” she asks changing the subject and making her way towards the kitchen leabing me to hold the door. In the second it takes me to close the door and walk fibe steps to my kitchen she has already slammed one beer down and is half way into her second. I can only stop and stare a moment at Destiny while she sits on my countertop with the second beer bottle held in between her legs using her hands to light a ciggerette.
Her jean skirt is hiked up showing off her cream colored thighs. She with her simple white tanktop and depressed posture have her breasts exposed enough to show me the tops of her large nipples. She exhales a few drags off of her smoke with tremendous sighs before she uses her now free hand to grab and take a slug off of her beer. Pulling the bottle up gibes me a brief flash of white and shiney panties. Destiney has always been a friend of mine, but tonite she looked hotter to me than she eber has. I don’t know if it is her extra sassy attitude, her clothes, or the way her kinky light brown hair drapped accross her shoulders but for the first time I was really thinking about her differently.
“I just now caught the bastard cheating on me,” she says softly taking another swif off her beer finishing it. Snapping out of my panty trance I walk over and stand next to her, open the fridge and grab us both another couple of beers. I have a feeling we were in for a long night. “We’ve been fighting for three months strait now. He says I’m too needy and indecisive. I say that there’s not enough sex. It’s always something with him, either he’s to tired from work, or his old knee injury is acting up again. I offer to gibe him blow jobs, but no,” she rants. I cut her off by simply standing in front of her and placing a finger to shh her mouth. “It’s over now for the creep, so cheer up a little for me now okay,” I say to the top of her lowered head. She slides down off the counter, hiking her skirt a little higher, and gives me a big hug pushing her firm 36 C’s into me while whispering, “I’m just glad I’ve got a friend like you to come drink with and bitch to.”
We stand talking in the kitchen for an other twenty minutes, and before I know it I’m asking her, “So what do you look for in a guy?” “First of all he’s got to put out,” she says obviously. “Of course I’ve got to consider looks, smarts, and job. I don’t know, he’s got to know what he wants,” Destiny says while beginning to loose her own decisiveness. Taking this as an opportunity, I begin to try and take control, of my own destiny. “Well grab an other couple of beers we’re taking this to the libing room, it’s much more comfortable than just standing here,” I say while leading by example. We each grab two and park it next to each other on the couch in front of the open balchone. “So tell me, how come a nice catch as yourself isn’t taken,” she asks me.
“Something about me just makes girls crazy,” I say playfully causing her to laugh. “No I really mean it, they have all turned crazy on me, “I tell her looking deep and seriously into her eyes. “What is it about you,” she asks curiously. “I have,” I pause a moment to find the right words before contunuing,” perverse sexual needs.” Her eyes swill tall and wide, adding to the honestly surprised face of my friend. “Like what,” she says playfully flirting with me. “Do you really want to know,” I ask her while moving in closer. “Yeah,” she moans running her thumbs through her shirt straps. I softly touch her stomach and slowly guide it up her neck. I take a soft, but firm, hold and pull her in close to meet my eyes. “Do you just want me to do dirty things to you,” I ask her commandingly. She lowers her eyes slightly and nods her head.
“Have you ever been a slave before,” I ask her while leading her still by the beck to her knees. “A simple nod will due,” I tell her showing no patients in waiting for an answer. She nods that she hasn’t, and I answer back,” Now your training starts, crawl on your kneesand follwo me.” “Yes master,” Destiny says really seeming to get into it. I lead her into the bathroom and tell her, “It’s time you strip and present yourself to me.” She rolls around on the floor a minute and oned naked takes her kneeling possition. “Stand up now and let me look at you,” I say to her grabbing her hand and guiding her. I slowly turn her a couple of times enjoying the view of her perfect body. Feeling an urge I hurry her, “Get in the shower and on your knees. Put your hands behind your back, open your mouth, and don’t stop looking me in the eyes. I unbuckle my belt, and drop my pants and boxers to my ankles. I put my cock in her mouth and with it soft I push it to the back of her throat, and begin to pee.
She swallows hard to gulp it down, trwing nothing but to please me. I fill her throat quickly, and as she swallows I watch her eyes ans the piss from eight beers dribble from the sides of her mouth. The long hard bursts end and as my steram eases up she without prompting begins to suck the rest down without sppilling a drop. I am done but respectfully she waits for me to pull my relieved dick from her mouth. I wait only a moment to test her ability to follow through, then I pull it out and begin fixing my pants. “Did I do well master,” she asks me out loud. I turn by back on her before answering with an aggressive tone, “Don’t ever speak unless you are spoken to, now shower off my piss and meet me in my bedroom for your punishment.
She showers quickly, trying not to make me wait but giving me enough time to ready a few things. She walks in the room still slightly damp and with her naked skin a little pink from the hot shower. I watch as in a matter of seconds the air conditioner begins to cool her skin giving her goose bumps, and rock ard three inch around nipples. As much as this submisive sight makes me want to smile, I do not. Instead I walk over with a strait face, grab one of her nipples tightly , and lead her over to one of my work-out benches. In silence I sit down and pull her stomach accross my lap. With her willing ass in the air, and one hand still pulling her nipple I take my other free hand to give her a hard first swat on her ass. She holds still and is quiet with diciplene, but I look at her face cringe and my first gandprint red accross her rear.
I give her a few more solid swats, and again she remains submisive. I see her damping eyes and welping ass, then give her an other five spanks. By the fith one she is whimpering softly with her lips held tight, and I then lead her off of my lap to kneel down beside me. “For the rest of this weekend you will be training to be my slave. You will do everything you are told, without question of hesitation. Since you are to defiant and just don’t know any better you must be broken into being a proper slave. Your name from now until I say otherwise will be bitch, is this all clear to you,” I tell her while finally releasing her now wsollen nipple with an extra pinch and twist. “Yes master,” she softly answers bowing her head low and kissing my shoes. I get up from the weight bench, agrab ahold of her hand and possition her on her back, and begin my own thourough examination.
I spread her already strattled legs wider and begin to probe her pussylips with two fingers, and she starts moaning. I give her large clit a solid squeeze, and I can see her wetness begin to collect. Then I slide two fingers in and begin feeling all around. By now her moans are louder and her hands are up on the weight bar gripping it hard enough to whiten her knuckles. I slip a third finger in and leaving only deep breaths. I lean my head down and smell the tender musk, and give her gooey pussy a tastey lick. Leaning back up I then procied to promt her on to her stomach for her anal exam.
After wetting a single digit, I begin forcing my way into her tight butthole. “Has anyone ever been in here bitch,” I ask her while pulling my finger out and cleaning it off. “No master, nobody has ever even played with it until now.” Knowing she is a virgen there starts giving me a rush, but realizing how dirty she is right now kills it. “I have to clean you out, I just don’t have any choice,” I mumble while grabbing a nearby jump rope. Tying Destiny’s dangeling arms tightly to the weight benches legs seems to excite her, as she begins slightly moaning while I tighten her bondage. “Keep in mind there is a bar with one hundered pounds on it if you should decide to struggle. I’ll be back soon after some quick shopping,” I tell her on my way out.
The twinty minute drive to the drug store and back couldn’t go by fast enough. Constant thought of my waiting slave raced through my mind. Before entering my home door again I take a deep breath, collect my self, and adust my excited demenor back in control. I carry my large paper bag from the store calmly back into the bedroom and notice her asleep accross the bench..”Wake up bitch, it’s time to continye your training,” I say while giving her ass a hard slap. She looks up at me with her big brown doe-eyesfilled with contentment just to see me. Her look changes to suprised as I ppull the home enima kit from the bag, pop the top on my next beer, and start readying it. “This is going to be uncomfortable, but it’s for your own good,” I tell her while feeling to make sure all three bags are warm to my touch.
She winces her face as the nozzle first enters her asshole. After the first few inches the tybe seemed to glide yp her ass, once gliding she rears her head at the new found pleasure. I hang the first bag on my weight bar, grab a drink off of my beer with one hand, and turn the balbe on with the other. Her face drains to white, and a strong look of focus radiates from her expression. Her moans change frome sexy and turned on, to yncomfortable as the first bag nears it’s end. “Now I need you to keep holding it in,” I tell her while undoing her arm bondage to relieve some preasure. She is whimpering and sweating, while I hook up the second bag. I turn the balve on again, and she begins filling up more.
With her labord breathing getting deeper and heavier, I lean her body up slightly and begin groping at heer lower stomach. I feel a slosh and snow it’s working, and slap at her tummy playfully causing a deep horse shout of pain. “It hurts master, it hurts,” she begins sobbing now no longer able to control her composure. “This is not pain it is discomfort, I assure you there is a difference,” I say switching out to the third bag. This one enters her and she now has control over the tears, sobs, and cries. I massage her stomach to ease the cramping. It takes about ten minutes to get all three bags into her, and without prompting takes her seconds to woddle off to my bathroom.
I’m only four steps behind her, and now once again with her in the bathroom, I stand in the open doorway to watch. She sits on the toilet holding her knees up with her hands, and her still pale face up with a constant expression of relief as the enima sprays out. She forces it grunting: and over several minutes color begins to return to her face, and the last of the liquid softly drips. Seeing her finished, and now slumped over exhausted, I walk over and grab a handull of her kinky hair. ” You did good bitch, now move I have to piss,” I tell her while letting go of her hair and giving her a smile. She suprises me all though. I expect her to get out of the way, she instead gets on her knees in front of me, opens m fly, and begins sucking on my limp dick.
This time she eagerly swallows all of my pee, and only drools a little of it really impressing me. She begins making me hard, and my stream lessons. She continues to swallow making sure none of it escapes. “You’ve done very well my pretty bitch,” I say grabbing her hair and pulling her lips off of my cock. “You have earned a reward, but for now I’m not quiet finished with you.” I lead her gently by her hair, crawling like a cat on her hands and knees, back into the bedroom. Once again I put her on her stomach, only this time on the floor. I pull out a prefilled, large needleless syrenge. She immidiatly gets a look of fear and worry on her face. “This will make the rest of your weekend mych easier,” I say while effertlessly putting the one inch thick tube six inches into her ass.
She cooes as the warming lubricant fills in her guts, then gives me a sly look as I pull the syrenge out and replace it with a small pink butt-plug. “Do you want me to reward you now bitch,” I ask her while I get undressed. Still on her tummy I throw her up onto the bed and her boice slightly muffeled by the bed, I can clearly hear her beg,”yes master please reward your loyal bitch.” I roll her over on her hack and lay my eight and a half inches long accross her bald pussy and tomach, now almost fully erect and ask her, “are you ready?” She smiles and nods at me still begging. Without any further delay I slam it deep and hard, causing a shriek of suprise from her. I fuck her hard, pourpously trying to hit the plug in her ass as much as I can, and she begins speaking in toungs.
I feel her pussy muscles tighten and swell as I slam her harder and harder. She begins to shake and claw at the bed. I take this as my que and stop my pistioning, I fully slam my cock all the way in and begin grinding her. I grind her hard and can feel her clit swelling up and throbbing against my pelvis. I begin to sweat and grunt, the next thing I know I feeling of orgasim washes over me and I pour my semen deep into her tight pussy. My enclosed squirts throb be in the most pleasant of ways. I breath a couple of breaths, pull out, and climb off. She doesn’t meve just yet. She lays ther with her legs still spread, body twitching, and her eyes rolled back in her skull. I look down at her exposed, swollen, and beaten pussy. My white cream starts oozing out, and this sends her back over the edge into a other cumming.
I stand her up from the bed still trembling and lay her down on the carpet beside the bed. Now awake, aware, and looking around, she still tries to be the pleasing slave. Her incoherient words tell me that she has about had it for today. I sit on the floor beside her, light two ciggerettes, and hand her one. “You did very good tonite bitch, I only have one more thing for you before you are finished for today,” I tell her looking her in her timid eyes trying to help calm her down. “Yes master,” she asks calmly drawing off of her ciggerette. “First tie this here,” I say putting one of my neckties around her upper arm. I then open my endtable drawer and pull ot one of my pre-cooked, and preloaded needles. She looks at the yellow sticky and gets scared. “Trust me and relax,” I tell her while finding a vein with ease.

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Alexis and The Bear

This is my first story on here, I know some of you will like it and a good many of you will hate it. If ANY of the tags or themes disturb you, please move along; or at least don’t come bitch at me about it. If you like what you read, let me know; I have more to write if people want more. If you have some constructive criticism or advice, let me know; you can’t get better in a vacum.
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