The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8, Chapter 9: The Knight’s Passion
Angela comes face to face with Sir Kevin again. What will happen when she remembers the knight’s passion?
Males / Female
Harry Potter And The Asses Of Fire
Three students face punishment for sexual conduct during school.
My wife and my best friend
Wife gets fucked by husband and his best friend
The World’s First Futa 02 – Futa’s Wild Day 3: Futa’s First Wild Party
The world’s first futa sparks off an orgy in her dorm.
MY sister JEAN
Chapter 1 — Jean’s panties
Holding up the soiled panties I’d lifted from the wash
hamper and with an exaggerated voice of wonder, I asked,
“What’re these?”
My sister, Jean–older by two years–blushed and shot
back, “You jerk! What do you think they are? Give me my
panties…right now, Billy!”
Jean and I had always been close and shared most
things, but the conservative atmosphere that surrounded
things sexual in our home had placed a “forbidden” charge on
things like underwear…and bathrooms . . . and (gasp),
private parts. Added to the mixed messages we’d received,
was the clear awareness of our parents’ sexuality, for, when
my father returned from a long sea trip, they’d always “get
it on.” Ostensibly, their sexuality was not in the open, but
in fact, they were careless and we were aware of both of
them as sexually active people. But we never spoke of it.
That heightened awareness was to add spice to our own little
games.
Holding up the white cotton panties to the light, I
examined the crotch in an affected fashion and said, “Hmmmm,
what’s this white stuff?”
“BILLY! Stop that this minute, you little rat. God!
You’re dirty.”
I loved her discomfort and as her kid brother, I loved
this fleeting moment of power. Sensing I was on a roll, I
held the panties up to my nose and made a loud sniffing
sound and added, “Boy, this smells sexy.”
Would this stratagem work? I was dragging out of the
closet a specific point of sexual tension that had been
building between us for a long time. It started for me, I
think, when we were wrestling and I had become aware of the
distinctive “girl smell” Jean had, seemingly coming from her
bottom. I’d wrestled in earnest but as usual, I was
distracted. Everywhere I touched, it seemed, was soft or
feminine. She, on the other hand, wasn’t distracted. She’d
finally whipped me with a scissor-lock. I was trapped with
my head between her thighs, looking up into the tight crotch
of her shorts.
“Give? Give?” she chanted.
“Never! Not on your life,” I insisted. Give up?
Heck, I wanted some more time so close to her secret girl spot. Reaching around her bare thigh, I tried to insert my
hands between her legs near the stretched bottom of her
white shorts. I’d already made out that all she had on were
short shorts and panties glimpsed under a too-large, baggy
sweat shirt.
Making a tickling sound as I touched the inside of her
thigh, I got her laughing a moment, relaxing her strong leg
muscles. I lunged– not back and away– rather, I pushed my
head in and higher up, bringing my nose right up to her
bottom.
“Now I really gotcha,” she chortled. “Give?”
Got me? I smiled to myself. Who’s got whom here?
“Never!” I mumbled from the confines of her sweaty crotch,
inhaling her smell, the sexy, girl aroma.
Smelling her panties that I’d snitched from the soiled
clothes hamper was always a turn-on, but smelling her this
closely, in real-time, was almost overpowering. I forgot to
struggle and gave myself over to the erotic moment. Seeing
the leg of her panties under her shorts, a few light brown
hairs sticking out, I wondered, has she any idea what I’m
seeing?
Jean suspected something was going on. “What are you
*doing*, you little shit?” And then she shrieked as I began
to run my finger tips under the pant leg, touching her panty crotch, all in the guise of tickling.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle,” I lied, trying to make my
mind work on two separate levels. Pretend we’re wrestling,
but bury my nose in her crotch. I was desperate to smell
her, to touch her, to see her sex and I didn’t really know
how to go about it…other than this game.
Still shrieking with laughter and repeating,
“No…no…no . . . ,” she was trying to keep me pinned and
get away from my tickling at the same time. “Oh, God,
don’t. I’ll wet myself. Stop. Please stop.”
Wet herself? What did she mean? It was then that I
became aware of another smell, the unmistakable faint scent
of pee. Cripes, was she peeing in her pants? Craning my
head back, I attempted to look at the white crotch right in
front of my face and could see a wet place as big as a plum.
Then, before I could see anymore, she quickly disengaged and
ran from the room, slamming the bathroom door behind her.
As I’d often done in the past when I knew we were
alone, I’d listen at the thin bathroom door. Once again I
heard the familiar hissing of her pee hitting the porcelain
bowl. Other times she’d make a louder noise when her
squirting pee splashed in the water and I couldn’t figure
out why it changed from time to time. Did she sit
differently? Could she really aim it? I didn’t hear the
noisy toilet paper roll as I anticipated. Rather, it was
quiet. Straining, I imagined I could hear her breathing, but
it may have been me. After several minutes of silence, I
then heard her pull on the toilet paper, a long pull
followed by another short silence.
The bathroom door knob rattled, surprising me, for
she’d not flushed the john. She *always* flushed — that
was my signal to get out of there. Oh, shit! I’m caught, I
thought, my heart suddenly in my throat. Yet, she’d paused
just a moment, allowing me to scamper away. Then the door
opened with a bang and Jean, walking out of the bathroom,
stepped over me. I could see the half moons of her ass
cheeks as she stepped over my upturned face. She simply
dismissed me with a casual, “Jerk!”
As she rounded the corner and passed from sight, I
jumped up and went into the bathroom. The lid was up on
the john and when I looked in I was thrilled to see pale
yellow water and a folded-up wad of toilet tissue. There it
is, I thought. There’s her pee! I stood looking at it,
thinking about how it got there and I just couldn’t not jack
off. I was too primed, I was ready to explode with sexual
tension. It must have taken about ten seconds of
frantically stroking my teen-aged hard-on for me to squirt
my jism into the yellow toilet water. That’s it. I was
hooked. My sister had me by the balls on a downhill drag
and she didn’t even know it. Jean’s panties and Jean’s
peeing, at that moment, became firmly linked in my mind with
an immense sexual charge.
Later, I tried to talk with her about our wrestling but
I wasn’t surprised when she just wouldn’t talk about it at
all. Still, we both knew something had changed and a new
tension, a sexual charge, had been established. For me, I
became obsessed with trying to see Jean naked, or up her
dress or under a pantleg. If that’s all you think about and
you live in such closeness with another person, the rewards
are frequent. Yet, looking was one thing, but not enough.
I wanted to up the ante. I wanted so much to smell her
again and more, I wanted to talk with her about it! I just
wanted to talk dirty. And heaven knows, I wanted to watch
her pee.
She rarely got to go to the john without me being aware
of it and listening at the door. The sound of her peeing was an aphrodisiac for me –instant woody! Even the muffled
sound of her soft farts gave me a thrill. I came to know
her micturition habits born of the certainty of long
experience.
For me, a ritual was established. After school, Jean
would always change her clothes including her underwear,
leaving the soiled garments in the bathroom hamper. As soon
as she’d come out, I’d go in, lock the door, and fish out
her panties. Then, with my own pants down around my ankles
and sitting on the toilet, I sniffed her panties as I played
with myself. It had been years since I’d caught a glimpse
of her bare pussy, but my active imagination played that
tape over and over, seeing the pussy hair and her
little-girl slit slowly open, the lips swelling and moist.
With my nose close to the odor of her “private place,” I
smelled the heady scent of her sex. I beat off every day,
often twice, trying to think of a way that I could get Jean
to play with me.
She’d become increasingly aware of my voyeuristic play
over the weeks and pretended indignation when I tried to
look up her dress, but I sensed her stance was more pro
forma than real. Else why did she sit so carelessly when I
was around? Why did she bend over in front of me so often
the tight crotch of her shorts pulled up into the crack of
her ass and then ask me some nonsense question that I might
look her way? She sure didn’t act that way when mom was
around.
Still, I knew her “rules”– the rules of our
household– don’t talk about it. We could play the game and
pretend we weren’t doing anything, but we couldn’t openly
acknowledge it. She might sit carelessly, reading a book,
and I might sit on the floor in front of her,
surreptitiously watching the junction of her thighs and
catching a peek of her panties…but I couldn’t openly let
her know I was doing this. That angered her — me drawing attention to my interest in looking up her dress. It was
part of this teenaged seduction, part of our forbidden
incestuous play…pretend it isn’t really happening.
Much later, Jean was to tell me that she knew exactly
what she was doing and what I was doing. She was very
aware, very excited and more, thrilled and scared at the
same time. She wanted to escalate the game herself, but it
just had to be in a way she could square with her
hypertrophied sense of morality…it just isn’t so if you
don’t admit it.
So, if we couldn’t openly own up to our kinks, we could
beat around the bush (as it were) and teasingly approach our
horniness. At that time, I didn’t know that Jean wanted to
play as much as I did. I thought the burden of seduction,
of guile, was mostly upon me. And, functionally, most of it
was. Like so many boys, I thought I was the only one who
was this sick. I was the only one who hung around the
bathroom door or sniffed their sister’s underwear and then
had wet dreams about it. Cripes!
Clearly, I needed a plan. I just couldn’t wait around
forever. I suppose I had the typical teenager’s impaired
tolerance for delayed gratification. I needed something
more direct, less subtle… something to address the topic
in a frontal fashion, yet maintain the denial. Her
underpants were the key to this, I thought. She knew, I
suspected, that I played with them in the bathroom, but the
secrecy of my masturbation habits didn’t allow the
eye-to-eye confrontation I wanted. Time to crank up the
intimacy rheostat. I’ll somehow use her panties as a tool of
seduction.
Think about it for a moment. Panties. They’ve
*always* carried a charge. girls giggle about them and boys have an unflagging interest in them. They’re secret.
They’re naughty. And they’re sexy as all get out. They’re
worn right next to “that place.” They get “dirty” with . .
. you know, those things kids don’t talk about
easily…pee… pussy juice…skid marks. My sister Jean
*knew * of my horny fascination with her undergarments, both
on her as well as in the dirty-clothes hamper, so they’d be
a natural, I reasoned. Further, it wouldn’t be too far out
— not like just out-and-out grabbing her as I’d really
like — and I could retreat if she was really offended. (I
was limited in the cojones department as a kid, that’s
clear.) Thus, my need for an oblique scheme.
Now, back to the soiled panties: Spreading the crotch
of her white cotton underpants over the palm of my left hand
and examining them obliquely to the light, I asked, “Is this
a spot of pee I see? Did you pee in your panties, Jean?
Did you have a little accident, big sister? Did you…”
Whop! Something hit me in the face. She’d thrown the
first thing that fell to her hand, thrown and hit me right
in the face, with — you guessed it — another pair of her
panties!
Pulling them from my face as I staggered back in a
theatrical fashion, I looked at them. These were pink rayon
with lace around the top and the legs. “Oh, do you want me
to do a crotch check on these as well?”
She went ballistic. “You rat. You stinking, little
rat. You’re sick. You’re a twisted little shit of a brother and I wish you’d fall into the toilet and be washed out to
the dump and I’d never see you again and I’d get your room
and I wouldn’t have to wait forever for the bathroom while
you…” Red-faced and sputtering, she leaned across the
folding table to grab her panties from me. Her shirt front
fell away.
As part of her Saturday, stay-at-home,
no-one-will-see-me uniform, she was wearing one of my old,
baggy and stretched, sweat shirts. Perhaps because we were
doing the wash, and it was a Saturday when no one was
around, she’d not worn a bra. I could see her tits! Down
the gaping front of that sweat shirt, I could see all of her
tits and her front, right down to her belly button. Her
breasts were medium-sized and her nipples were large and
erect. I can see them in my mind’s eye yet today. Bending
over the table, her arm outstretched, blushing and angry,
her white breasts swayed. At that moment, they weren’t the
breasts of a young, teenaged girl; they were the breasts of
a sexual woman and I wanted to touch them! There was
silence. I don’t know how long it lasted…seemed like long
minutes. Jean, looking into my eyes, angry, hurt, confused
and yes, aroused. I’m holding her panties and looking down
her shirt, mesmerized by her breasts, by her nipples. I
stared. I stared and didn’t say anything.
I was acutely aware of my cock. It was hard. Hard and
pressing into the edge of the table, bent in my pants and
hurting a little. Unbidden, my hips pushed into the table
harder, pushing my hard-on sideways, the tip of my dick
suddenly springing up toward my belt. Now I was
unconsciously dry humping the damn table, holding Jean’s
panties and staring at her tits. Nothing subtle here. I was
trying to fuck the damn changing table and couldn’t stop.
Didn’t want to stop.
Following my eyes, Jean looked down and saw her own
breasts, fully exposed. With a sudden inrush of breath, she
slapped her hand over her shirt, closing the top. At the
same moment, I extended my hand to her with her panties, as
if to give them up. Falling for that, she reached for them,
pulling her hand away and the shirt fell open again. And
again, I could plainly see her bare boobs with their very
prominent, eraser nipples.
Still grinding my cock against the hard table edge and
watching her breasts sway as she stretched farther to get
her panties, I pulled back a little, just out of her reach.
And again, time was frozen. Her breasts, now pink in the
wave of her blooming embarrassment, were there in front of
me, one slightly flattened against the table by her chest as
she leaned across, the other swaying free, the nipple
prominently erect. I humped still and she looked. Just
looked and looked. The only sound was our breathing. Both
of us, I think, were mesmerized by the erotic charge of what
was happening, and we didn’t even really know *what* was
happening.
My world narrowed. Through slitted eyes I could see
only her breast. As down a tunnel, her voice came to me in a
hoarse whisper, “Billy, you’re doin’ it, aren’t you…you’re
doin’ it and you’re gonna come, huh?”
I heard her but I didn’t. It was too late. I was gone
and it never occurred to me to even attempt to slow this
runaway avalanche of feeling. It began somewhere deep
inside, gathering force and rumbled up and a core of heat
poured out my cock in near-painful pulses, once, twice, a
third and then a fourth spurt. I came, spurting jet after
jet inside my Jockeys and the jism pooled and ran back down
the shaft of my cock, the warmth of my come bathing my dick
down to the root.
The roaring in my ears quieted. Dimly I heard the hum
of the refrigerator and then a car passing on the street.
Then my own breath, gasping. Opening my eyes I saw Jean.
She hadn’t moved. Her eyes were wide open in astonishment,
her mouth slack. I could see her tongue behind her lower
teeth and still, her nipple, now almost purple against the
white background of her belly.
Caught in the terrible intensity of this unplanned
erotic high, we stood watching each other for a long minute.
Embarrassment began to flood my feelings. What had I done?
How had this happened? I never planned this. What would
Jean think? Worse, what would she tell mom and Dad, or her
girl friends? Suddenly, I was no longer horny. I was
scared shitless!
I looked away and then, as if it had broken a spell,
Jean spun away, muttering, “Ho-ly shit!” I stood there
alone with her panties in my hand, still pressed up against
the table, my cock wilting. Was I in for it?
My mind raced. Well I might be ‘in for it,’ but what’s
done is done, I reasoned. I’m not going to turn back now.
It’d be hard to make it much worse and she just *might* be
turned on too, I reasoned. Gaining some shred of self
confidence, I decided to press any advantage I might have.
For some obscure reason, I decided that it was unlikely
she’d tell on me. For one, she’d be too embarrassed. And
for two, I thought she just might be a little excited
herself.
Knowing she’d want to be “offended” for a little while,
I gave her space and just smiled when she tried to brush me
off. While she was a little bigger than me (then), with the
instinctual certainty of the horny hunter, I knew she wasn’t
as sure of herself and that she needed to be chased, to be
talked into being naughty. Well, I was just the guy.
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The Order Part 3
THE ORDER, PART 3 – BUKKAKE GIRL
I’m walking through what I’ve started to call “The Labyrinth”, following the directions on a piece of paper. I’ve been here two weeks now, and have been to four “parties”, all of them very different. In between times, the girls eat, sleep, and play, mostly play. Our sex games are many and varied, and they always end with us writhing around naked, licking each other’s pussies and coming like crazy.
Last night we got each other all slippery with oil and played a game of naked twister. I lost when one of the twins, whose names, by the way, are Malia and Meliana, suddenly stuck her slippery thumb and middle finger in my pussy and ass at the same time, holding me like a bowling ball. Anyway, I squealed and slipped, and we all collapsed in a big pile, with butts and boobies and arms and legs and pussies all sliding around against each other, laughing hysterically. I have no idea which one of the twins it was. I wish I could tell them apart. We’re going to have to give them tattoos or something.
The twins have taken to this place like ducks to water. Those two girls were absolutely born to fuck. Meliana said they used to pull switches on their boyfriends, telling them they’re actually the other one. They did it with teachers, too, and even with their parents. Being twins must be fun at times, especially when the person you’re dealing with doesn’t know there are two of you. I’ll bet their boyfriends didn’t really care too much which one they were fucking, though.
Anyway, after the party was over, the twins snuck into my bedroom, giggling. They wanted to play some more. So one of them sat on my face, and I licked her smooth little pussy happily, while the other one poured oil all over my pussy and started to stick her fingers into me. She started with just two of them, but soon she added a third, and a fourth. It felt like she was opening an umbrella inside me! Finally, she tucked her thumb into her palm, and slowly slid her entire slim hand into my pussy, all the way to her wrist. I never knew that was even possible! She fucked me like that for the longest time, until I came all over her hand. Her sister came like the Fourth of July at the same time, reaching up and grabbing her titties and crying out as she ground her pussy on my face, so hot and wet I thought I might suffocate.
But I digress. Now I’m on what Rachel calls a “special assignment”, kind of like Mission Impossible. It’s all been explained to me and I know pretty much what to expect, but I wish Moira and Rachel were coming along for moral support.
Rachel told me not to worry and to keep an open mind. She said it was “a little icky” the first time, but that I’d get used to it and might even get turned on by it.
I enter through a door, and find myself in a fairly large room, with a raised platform at one end. There’s a big crowd of men in the room, maybe a hundred of them or more, all wearing boxer shorts and nothing else, and sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Sister Monique greets me at the door in her robe, smiling warmly. “Ahh, Sister Mary, there you are, thanks so much for coming.” I’ve met her a few times since that first day, and she’s been nothing but kind to me, even apologizing for my whipping. It was all part of the act, she said, and she had to make it as convincing as possible. I told her she was so convincing I almost came.
I know now, by the way, that Sister Monique is actually Rachel’s mom. I wish my mom had been like her. Anyway, she’s real happy that Rachel and I have become such good friends, and that we both enjoy being used for sex so much. Her role really is kind of a Mother Superior to all of the girls, the main difference being that Sister Monique loves to fuck and suck a lot more than your average nun. She still goes to a lot of the parties, and more than once I’ve seen her stuffed full of cock and loving every second of it. Some of the guys really like women who are a bit older, and she’s very much in demand.
She leads me up onto the platform, where there is a large cushion, covered with a thick plastic sheet on the floor. There’s a girl holding a video camera, and another girl is there with a clipboard. I shed my robe and hand it to the girl with the clipboard, and Sister Monique tells me to sit upright on the cushion with my legs under me. My hair is pulled back in a short ponytail, according to my instructions, and I’m wearing red lipstick but no eye shadow or anything.
The girl with the video camera is filming everything. I wonder what they’re going to do with the video. I hope they show it to lots of people. I’ve always had this fantasy about being a porn starlet, and having lots of men jerk off while watching me. I used to like that about dancing at strip joints. All those guys with their dicks hard, watching me, dying to jerk off. Some of them did, too, not waiting until they got home. It really made me hot.
The men all watch as I begin to play with my breasts, rubbing and squeezing them, capturing my nipples between my fingers. My nipples are stiff and sensitive, and I love playing with them. I sense their cocks begin to lengthen and thicken. I really like having this effect on men.
Soon my hand descends and I start rubbing my pussy with my fingers. I bring my fingers up to my mouth and lick and suck them for a bit, and then reach down and slide my fingers into my cunt, slowly fucking myself with them. They’re even wetter now, and I drag them up over my clit, surrounding it and caressing it.
As they watch, their cocks stiffening in their shorts, I slowly bring myself to an unhurried orgasm, totally turned on by doing this in front of them. I bite my lip and stifle a moan as I bring myself over the edge, trembling with the force of my climax, my breath catching in my lungs.
The girl with the clipboard now offers me a silver bowl, about the size of a soup bowl, and I take it from her.
Sister Monique now claps her hands twice, and at once, all the men stand up and take off their boxer shorts. I never saw so many cocks in one place in my life, all of them large, all of them shaved. They proceed to line up, single file, and the first man in line walks up and stands over me. I glance up at him, my lips parted, and he’s slowly stroking his big cock. All of the others are also masturbating, but not with any particular urgency. They’re just keeping themselves hard. Nobody speaks.
After a few minutes, the man standing over me brings his cock closer to my face, guiding the head between my lips. I suck on it a little as he continues to stroke it. Then he pulls if from my mouth and begins to come on my upturned face. His sperm erupts all over my cheek, spurting heavily several times. I hold the silver bowl up to my chin as I feel his come oozing wetly down my face. Soon, he’s finished coming, and he wipes his cock head off on my cheek, wherupon he’s immediately replaced by the second man in line. Very soon, I hear him groan quietly, and he starts pumping his come over my forehead, oozing down toward my eyes. I close them and reach up with one hand, wiping the semen away from my eyes, then opening them again. I don’t want to miss any of this. The third man, meanwhile, is already stroking his massive cock, bringing it close to me. Suddenly, his sperm gushes out, between my parted lips and into my mouth. He pumps out an unbelievable amount of come, flooding my mouth and lips. I force the accumulated semen out of my mouth and it drools down my chin in thick rivulets, finally collecting in the silver bowl, which I’m holding up under my face.
One after another they march up to the platform and jerk off on my face. The other girl is checking them off on her clipboard with a pencil. Maybe they get sent a bill for being able to do this. Rachel told me she thinks it’s some kind of ancient Japanese ritual to degrade women who cheat on their husbands. They would force the woman to sit there in public while all of the men in the village came all over her face. Supposedly it was so humiliating that the women would commit suicide afterwards. It sounds pretty far-fetched to me. I’m not about to kill myself just because a bunch of men come on me. I’ll bet this was just something invented a few years ago by some perverted guys who totally get off seeing a girl’s face drenched with sperm.
That’s a pretty good description of my face after a few more guys have had their turn. I must look like a glazed doughnut. It’s oozing down in slow, thick ropes, and lots of it is accumulating in the bowl. I’ve got gooey come in my ears and it sounds like I’m underwater. I have to keep reaching up and wiping the come from my eyes. I leave it on my face, though. I think it turns these guys on to see it, and I figure that probably makes them get off quicker.
On and on they come. Some of them try to shoot it in my mouth, and I keep having to push it out with my tongue. There’s so much, I’m, like, blowing bubbles with it. Some of them aim for my hair, and it’s wet and stringy from it. A lot of their come ends up running down my body. I know my boobs are covered with it, because I keep reaching down and rubbing them with my free hand. My nipples are drenched with come and slippery when I pinch them.
As the endless parade of men continues, I realize that I’m sitting in a pool of come, which has slowly collected on the plastic sheet. My bare pussy is all slippery with it. I can feel it when I rub my clit and my labia.
I still can’t believe how much these guys come! Their sperm is like the seven seas. One guy gets right in front of me and just absolutely blasts my face with it, over and over again. There’s so much it almost knocks me over. I knew a guy once like that in high school. The girls called him Oceans 11, because he came so much. Girls talk.
I lose track of how many of them have covered my face with semen. I don’t care any more. My fingers are rubbing my slippery clit, and I’m nearing another orgasm, aroused beyond imagining by the mere thought of how I look, my entire body drenched with what must by now be quarts of come. Through all of it, the girl with the video camera is moving around, getting the best angles, capturing it all for posterity.
Another man comes in my mouth, holding it so close that it touches my spermy lips. I close my lips around the head and suck a little on it as he pumps his come into my mouth. Once again I gather it with my tongue and force it out and down my chin, all hot and thick and creamy. Suddenly, I come again, my fingers rubbing my dripping-wet clit hard as I moan ecstatically. God, this is so fucking HOT!
The next guy grabs my ponytail by the knot, tips my head back, and pumps his come out on my upturned face with his other hand. It splatters my nose, my cheeks, my lips, in successive spurts. Then he rubs his cock all over my face, smearing the accumulated come around. His fingers squeeze his cock and force out a last thick ooze of syrupy sperm onto my outstretched tongue. I wonder if it’s true what they say — that come is good for my complexion.
I’m almost out of my mind with fuck-lust now. The whole thing is so deliciously degrading. I want to FUCK all of these men! I want them to shove their cocks into my pussy, my ass, my mouth. The thought of it drives me into another powerful climax, as the next man in line spurts his come into my mouth in hot, thick pulses. This guy breaks the rules and shoves his cock into my mouth, and I can’t help but suck it hard, gulping down his sperm as my body convulses in a furious, shuddering orgasm.
As he pulls his cock out, I clear the sperm from my closed eyes again and open them a little. There are only maybe thirty of them left. Again I feel my face covered with warm, slippery come, spurt after spurt of it. I’m sitting in a deep puddle of it, slowly cooling and congealing. I don’t care. I want more cocks, more come.
A man is behind me, resting the head of his cock on the top of my head, in my stringy, wet hair. I feel his come erupt, but it doesn’t spurt like so many of them, it oozes out in a thick rivulet that flows down my forehead, slowly covering my face. There’s plenty of it, it just doesn’t spurt out. When he’s finished, two men decide to do me at once, standing on either side. One of them holds my head back, and they erupt at the same time, splattering my already gooey face with two big come loads.
My bowl is full now, and come is sloshing over the sides. I can feel it on my fingers, warm and slippery.
At last, the last man in line pumps his sperm into my mouth, and it oozes out down my cheeks and chin, dangling there in a thick, viscous rope before snapping off into the bowl. The other girl comes over and kneels next to me, whispering in my ear. She takes the bowl from my hand, and brings it up to my upturned face. I close my eyes and stick my tongue out. And then I feel myself being drowned in come as she tips it up and slowly pours the accumulated semen down into my mouth. I try to swallow, but it’s pouring out too fast and some of it overflows and slides down my face, down onto my breasts, down my belly to my pussy. I swallow repeatedly, trying not to gag, feeling the gooey, slightly acrid come slide down my throat into my stomach. I hear the whirring and clicking of cameras. I can’t believe what I just did, swallowing the commingled come of a hundred men.
The girl walks over and picks up a nearby bucket of cold water, and tips it over my head slowly, rinsing a lot of the semen from my face. I was never more grateful for anything in my life. I wipe my face until it’s reasonably free of come, making sure none of the semen is left in my eyes. I’ve felt that before and it really stings.
She puts down the bucket and puts a wet towel in my hand, and I slowly mop my face with it. God, that feels good!
Finally, I open my eyes, and slowly break into a big smile. I know I must still look like a total, disheveled mess. All the men are still there, and they burst into applause, cheering wildly. The girl with the video camera is still filming. The whole thing probably took an hour. I feel so proud of myself!
Sister Monique helps me to my feet. “You did great, sweetie,” she says, as the cheering continues. “Now you can go take a nice shower and get cleaned up. If you want to, you can come back here and join the party later. Some girls get kind of turned on doing this. I’m sure some of these guys would be happy to oblige you. Plus you can watch your video and autograph some pictures.”
I smile at her and thank her. “Okay, I’ll be back in a bit. But only if you’ll join us.”
She laughs. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Mary.”
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Wow Lust at Sea chapter 2
Callie had always hated pain. Hell, she hated work of any kind. She had been born on a farm and hated every moment of it. Nothing but work from sun up till sun down. But when she reached the age of 14, her parents allowed her to go and study the ways of magic. For someone like Callie, it was the best choice. She would stand in the distance, say a few words, and slay her enemies. But when she got to the Mage trainer, she found that she didn’t like the work they gave her there as well. From sun up till sun down they made her study, polish her wand, collect herbs, and so on.
It seemed to just get worse. Once she was done with her basic training, they expected her to go out into the ‘real world’ and earn her own living. Luckily for Callie, she had been blessed with a great body. Lightly tanned skin, blond hair, and D cup breast. She used her features to get any man she wanted. Of course, in bed she didn’t do anything. She just lay on her back while her current squeeze fucked her. That was how she got by.
That was, however, until the pirates came.
After she was taken aboard their ship, she was taken to the lower deck and tossed on a stack of hay. She tried to get up, but stopped when she saw that she was surrounded by a Night Elf, two Orcs, and a female Troll. The Troll said something in her language and the Night Elf nodded. He then pushed Callie back onto the ground. As the two Orcs began to strip, the Night Elf began to tear away at Callie’s clothing until nothing was left.
Callie tried to resist, but the Night Elf sat on her stomach. She watched as he then unzipped his pants to pull out his purple cock. With a grin he spat in the valley between her breasts and then placed his dick between them. He then pressed the two mounds of flesh together and began to pump. While this was going on, the Orcs grabbed Callie’s hands and brought them to their own cocks. Immediately Callie pulled away but the Orcs quickly grabbed them once again.
“Not a good idea girly,” said the Troll. “We be doing this all day if we have to.”
“Stop this!” demanded Callie as her hand were forced to wrap around the green dicks.
“My captain has ordered me to begin ya trainin girly,” said the Troll. “I be called Zem’hula, but you will refer to me as Mistress Zem’hula or just Mistress. Understand?” Callie said nothing as the Night Elf came all over her face. With a sigh, Zem’hula bent down and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it. “Understand?”
“I won’t do it you stupid Troll,” spat Callie. She braced herself to be slapped or something cruel like that. But instead, Zem’hula just let her hair go and moved over to one of the Orcs. She whispered in his ear and he grinned then nodded at his fellow Orc. After getting her to let go of their cocks, which wasn’t all that hard, one of them laid on the ground next to her while the other picked her up.
“Well then, since ya don want to jerk them off, we’ll just have ta do something else,” said Zem’hula with a wicked grin. The Orc that held on to Callie managed to spread her legs and position her above the other Orc. Callie tried to fight her way out, but the Orc was just too strong. Her pussy was then positioned right above the head of the Orcs dick and then she was simply release. Pain filled her body as if she was being ripped in two. Tears fell down her face and her mouth was open in a silent scream.
“Lookie here,” said Zem’hula as she walked around to the girl’s front. “Ya nipples be as hard as rocks.” It was true; both of Callie’s nipples were now hard and pointed. With one hand Zem’hula grabbed Callie’s breast and squeezed it while the other hand reached into a pouch at her side. When it reemerged, in-between two of her fingers was a needle. Callie’s eyes widened in shock and pain as Zem’hula placed a bit of the spirit of fire into the needle and the Orc began to thrust upwards. Zem’hula squeezed her breast with one hand and then plunged the needle right through her nipple. Callie screamed in pain as new tears filled her eyes. Moments later, before Callie could recover, Zem’hula did the same to her other breast.
“Like that you little bitch,” swore the Night Elf. He pointed his hard cock at Callie as he continued to jerk off with a sick grin on his face. Moments later he sprayed the girls face with his seed.
Zem’hula wasn’t done with the human. As the crew continued to have their way with her, the Troll pulled out a pair of nipple rings and a silver chain. As the Orc continued to fuck the blond, Zem’hula attached the rings and then the chain. With each thrust the chain bounced with her breasts, making a shaking sound.
The Orc suddenly grunted and made one final, powerful thrust into Callie. Callie screamed harder than ever as the Orc shot his seed into her womb. When he was done he turned to his side and let the girl fall to the ground. She lay there, panting, covered with both blood and cum.
“Think ya done human,” said Zem’hula with a grin as she held up the needle once again. “Next we be doin something bout that tongue of yours.”
-x-
Raalia awoke, naked on the floor of the captain’s room. For a moment she wondered where she was. And then it hit her like a mace. She had lost her purity and for a brief time became a being who only desired pleasure. She remembered how she cried out to him, wanting more. She remembered how her body trembled at his touch and obey him. But why? Was there something in the tea she drank?
“Good to see you’re awake,” said Adren. Raalia quickly turned her head and saw him standing in the middle of the room with the female Orc. Gritting her teeth, Raalia glared at the two of them which only made the human chuckle at her defiance. “I see you haven’t lost your spirit. Good. Now then, Grima here will be putting you to work until supper. And when you are finished you will report back here so we can continue your training.”
“Let’s go,” said Grima as she grabbed Raalia by her arm.
“B-But what about my clothing,” stammered Raalia. Grima simply grinned.
“Whoever said you needed clothing,” she answered. Raalia tried her best to struggle, but the Orc was too strong for her. She was forced out of the bed and led straight out of the cabin. She tried her best to cover herself with her free hand, but Raalia soon realized that her arm just couldn’t cover everything that she needed to cover.
It wasn’t long until they were both out on the main deck and under the sun. Most of the crew looked like they were working on repairs to the ship, maintenance, or simply cleaning it. But when they saw her they stopped to stare at her naked form. So whistled in her direction while others snickered behind her back. She could feel their eyes all over her and could hear the things they were calling her. Slut. Whore. Captains bitch.
“Here we go,” said Grima as they stopped in the middle of the deck. Raalia noticed that there was a bucket full of water and a rag. “You’re going to clean this entire deck and you’re going to do it quickly. Have you ever done this before?”
“I have cleaned statues before but…”
“So no then,” said Grima with a grin. “I’ll show you how. Just watch me.” Grima bent down and picked up the rag. She then got on all four except she kept her legs straight so that her ass was high in the air. Also her legs were far apart enough so that Raalia could have seen her pussy had she been wearing nothing. And, if she wasn’t mistaken, Grima’s checks had darkened as if she were blushing. “This is the position that you want to be in.”
“I-I can’t,” stammered Raalia. Grima stood up and turned to face Raalia with narrowed brows.
“Can’t,” she asked, “or won’t?”
“I won’t do it,” said Raalia. “I…” She stopped as Grima slapped her so hard she fell to the ground. She looked up to see a very pissed Orc glaring at her.
“You think you have rights here?” demanded Grima. “Think you’re special because the captain is training that body of yours? You’re nothing but a slave now, a walking sex toy. The only reason the captain took you is because he is bored of fucking human sluts! And when he breaks you, and he will, you’ll be sold and you’ll be happy. Happy to have your masters cock pound you day and night. Happy to lick his dick day and night. Happy to lick your mistresses pussy or asshole. That is your fate!”
Without another word, Grima grabbed Raalia’s arm and pulled her up. She was then dragged over to the mast where she saw several chains attached to it. Before she knew what saw going to happen to her, Grima had chained her arms and legs to the mast in such a way that her legs were spread apart and her arms couldn’t cover anything. When Grima was done she stepped back to admire her handy work.
Raalia couldn’t believe this. She was naked, chained to a mast, and completely exposed with no way to defend herself. They could do anything to her. They could rape her at any moment and all she could do was call for help that would never come.
“Alright men,” said Grima. “Remember, this bitch is the captains. So I don’t want to see any cocks in her ass or pussy. Or anything that would damage her.” Grima then turned towards Raalia and bent down so that her face was fight in front of her pussy. She used her fingers to stretch it out and then spat on it.
“Please don’t,” begged Raalia. But her protests stopped and was replaced by moaning as Grima began to use her skillful tongue to lick her pussy.
“Trust me, this is only the beginning,” said Grima.
-x-
Adren looked down at Velithela as her head bobed up and down on his cock. Her skillful Blood Elf tongue wrapped around the shaft while she sucked on it teasingly. While they might resemble humans, Adren knew that they were perhaps the most skilled lovers out of all the races. He soon felt ready to cum when Velithela released his cock and began to slowly stroke it.
“Tease,” he said with a grin.
“I know you love it,” she replied before giving the shaft a long lick. “So tell me, are we going to keep training those two here?”
“For now,” replied Adren as he pulled Velithela onto his lap. He sucked on her neck, causing the Blood Elf’s head to be thrown back. “We’ll be heading home so we can train them more properly. Then the real fun can begin.”
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Shrunken Batgirl Pt II
…. As Doctor “C” undressed, he kept his eyes on Cat Woman and Barbara Gordon ( Bat Girl). Cat Woman was licking her lips with anticipation, while Barbara looked up at her with fear in her eyes and the obvious signs of arousal on other parts of her body.
“Show your Queen the respect She deserves” Cat Woman said to Barbara as she tugged on the leash and collar. Cat Woman tightened the leash and made Barbara kneel before her. “Kiss my boots”, ordered Catwoman. Barbara initially refused to do it, but Cat Woman again tightened the collar, forcing Barbara to gag. Feeling there was nothing she could do, Barbara kiss the boots of her “Queen”.
After kissing her Queen’s boots, Barbara turned to the left and looked out of her world and into the giant world of her new owner. C was now completely nude, fully aroused, and just beginning to pleasure himself as he watched “the show”. Barbara then turned to her right to look at her other “friends” who were leashed to a pole in the corner of the main room.
Wonder woman was also watching the show and enjoying it, so turned on that she almost forgot about her current situation. Barbara watched as Wonder woman slowly ran a hand over her breasts and her other hand slowly up and down over her sex ( WW was a lesbian, as were all of her Amazonian sisters. In their society, men are merely used for reproduction and nothing else). Wonder Girl just stared at WW, obviously in a state of arrousal, but she just continued to watch her older mentor. Super Girl, who was also leashed to the pole, stared at Wonder Girl and slowly ran her hand in a circular motion over her tight stomach.
Before CW could give Barbara another order, C spoke. “I hope you ladies don’t mind your present home too much, your new home will be ready in a few days. Trust me, your new home will make your stay here ALOT more pleasant, as will the upcoming physical changes we have planned for you. Don’t worry, in case you don’t like them, they all are reversible. But remember, cooperation is key, if you don’t cooperate with us in our work here, we have some rather unpleasant motivational tools.” C added, ” one more thing, you will now be refered to by your true names. With today’s technologies, the whole super heroine thing is so passe”.
Barbara thought about C’s statements and he was right about the last one. Super Man had been killed when he volunteered for a government weapons test. A new anti-tank round made from a space age metal blew him to bits. Bat Man and Robin were now in hiding after it became known what was really going on at Wayne Manor ( an adult male and teenage male running around together in tights …), and even WW’s truth telling lasso was now longer relavent with the new emerging computer technologies.
Barbara’s thoughts were soon interupted when CW (now known as “Selina”), hissed an order at her. “Now show your Queen true respect”, Selina said as she unzipped the front of her outfit, revealing her womanhood that was completely shaven clean. Selina pulled Barbara by her leash to her sex. Barbara surprised herself when she offered no resistance and buried her face into Selina’s glistening crouch.
As Barbara pleasured her Queen, she felt her shudder and begin to loudly moan in a cat-like fashion as she put her hands on the back of Barbara’s head and worked it back and forth. Barbara could also hear the moans of C and Di, formerly WW.
After to what Barbara only seemed like a few minutes, Selina exploded into orgasm, howling like a cat possessed, followed soon afterward by C. Selina stepped away from Barbara and purred, now it’s time for me to pleasure my kitten. Selina grabbed the leash and led Barbara to a small padded table. Selina ordered Barbara to lean over the table and as she did this, Selina restrained her hends with buckles that were attached to the table. Selina asked Barbara, “have you ever been with a man”. “Not completely”, replied Barbara. Barbara was 23, and even though she came close, she was still a virgin. Selina replied back, “that will make this more fun….for me”, as she attached the fake phallus to her belt.
Barbara winced as Selina penetrated her. Selina moaned as she thrusted into her newly deflowered “kitten’. C continued to take it all in as he watched from his world. As he began to pleasure himself again, he began to ponder how his charges would react to the upcoming changes that he and his assistant had planned……
Barbara slowly awoke from yet another test session. As she did so, she thought about how the last week had been. She had come to love and crave the sex with Selina (CW), and under Selina’s watchful eyes, she also got to “play” with Di (WW) and Donna (Wonder Girl). She didn’t mind the daily test sessions, and all in all, they weren’t being treated that bad buy their hosts.
C and his assistant, Kim ( known to the guests as “K”), a tall (5-9) asian female phd candidate, and their trainee ( more of a “gopher”) Ashley (“A”), a tall Danish grad student, had been conducting tests on the guests for the last week. Neither K or A knew about C using the guests for his personal entertainment. C justified the nightly shows because he thought of himself to be a lonely man. He hadn’t been with a woman since wife was tragically killed in a research accident in the early stages of the program. In any case, the agency that was funding the program would most likely frown upon such activities.
Barbara looked around the test room and everything seemed a bit smaller. As she was trying to comprehend the changes, the roof of her room opened. “Good morning Barbara”, stated C with a smile on his face. “How do you feel this morning”, C inquired. “I”m a little tired as usual from the sedative, but something feels different” Barbara replied. “Well stand up Barbara so we can measure you”, said C.
Barbara climbed off the table as she had done every morning for the past week and walked over to the ruler. She was even beginning to like the way C watched her as walked across the room in the nude towards the ruler.
“Perfect”, C said . “Your height is exactly where we wanted it to be”. Barbara looked over at the ruler and realized that she was now 12 inches tall, the size of a Barbie Doll ( no pun intended). “Why did you increase my height”, asked Barbara. C answered, “making you and the others slightly taller will make it easier for us to work with you in the upcoming experiments. Oh yes I almost forgot…today is also the day that you and the others move to your new quarters. I can assure you that you will like it very much. Everything in your new home is scaled to “Barbie” size.” C added, “so if you lie back down on the table, I’ll strap you down and we can head for your new home”.
Barbara excitedly jumped onto the table and C fastened her down for own safety. The “roof” ws closed and Barbara could feel the room being picked up and moved by C. After they exited into in the hallway, C secured Barbara’s carrier onto the back of his golf cart for the ride to the other side of he facility After a short ten minute ride ( what seemed like an eternity to Barbara) they arrived at the guests new world.
C backed the golf cart in the secure area, and once the first set of doors were closed, he proceded into Barbara’s new world. “The world ” took up almost a complete floor of an underground warehouse. It was completely climate controlled and set up to have a “day” and night” time. The world contained trees that were “Barbie scaled”, as well as a beach, a pool, and a wooded area with hiking trails. There were even a two scaled down dogs in the world.
C opened up the carrier and lifted Barbara out. “I hope you like it” he said. Barbara was in awe. Her attention was immediately drawn to the center piece of ” the world”, a four story house, more like a mansion actually than the a house. “What did this cost” she asked. “Put it this way”, replied C, “the Air Force is going to buy one less fighter plane this year”
C began to explain everything about the house to Barbara. “Each of you as her own room which is fully stocked with your wardrobes, a queen size bed, a tv, computer and a private bath. There is also a living room with a bigger tv and other entertainment items, a rather large kitchen, a fully equipped gym, library, and 4 other baths. There are also several empty rooms in the house that we’ll probably use as they are needed.” C didn’t mention that every room, and virtually every inch of “the world” was covered by a hidden video surveillance system for “research purposes”.
Barbara continued to take everything in as C looked down at her. “As far as clothing goes” C said, “you’re free to wear anything, or nothing, as you are now. The temperature durring the “day” is a dry 85 degrees and at “night” it goes down to 64. “Where are the others” asked Barbara ? As she said this, C could see “K” backing a golf cart up to the first set of doors. ” They’ll be here in a second” replied C. C added, “just don’t be too surprised at any changes, it’s all part of the program”.
Barbara could now see K entering the world with two carriers similar to Barbara’s. K opened up the first one, reached in and pulled out Donna ( Wonder Girl), and placed her next to Barbara. Donna was also nude and with the exception of being “Barbie scaled “, she didn’t appear any different. C handed Barb and Donna robes. “You can put these on if you like” Barbara and Donna both put on the robes, but it was obvious that they both appreciated the sight of each other in a state of undress.
“Before I take out Di(Wonder Woman) and Kyra (Super Girl), I want you two to remember that everything we do is reversible, and it’s all part of the program” C stated in an authoritative, but also caring tone.” Both Barbara and Donna nodded, and then C signaled K to bring Di and Kyra into “the world” from thier carrier. Both Barbara and Donna could not believe thier eyes when K placed Di, Kyra. one at a time, across from them.
Di and Kyra, who until last night were both 30 year old adult females with exceptional female physiques, were now 12 year old girls, scaled to their new world. Both of the former super heroines were child-like and lacked all adult female characteristics. C handed both of the “preteen” guests robes that were similar to Barbara’s and Donna’s.
Barbara was about to speak, but C spoke first. “I’m probably not supposed to explain the the program to you, but I’ll tell you some aspects of it. What we’re doing here are experiments that are related to deep space travel. It’s top, top secret. We figured that by shrinking astronauts, we can put more equipment into a smaller, more efficient space craft, and then enlarge it back to its real size once the astronauts get to their destination… If you’re wondering why we made Di and Kyra younger, we did it because we are also working on device that can change age, increase or decrease age, so that astronauts in theory could travel for hundreds of years. We used the prototype on Di and Kyra. It has a built in safety that stops age reduction at 6 mos. and limits increasing a persons age to 21 years beyond their present age.” C added, “Unfortunately, it too only works on females, but we’re working on that”. C further stated, ” we decided to use you super heroines as our first subjects, because as I told you early, you not needed in today’s society, and because of that, you won’t be missed.”
C told Di and Kyra to go look at thier rooms and see if there was anything they needed. The two girls happily walked off to the house. C then spoke to Barb and Donna privately. “You two can engage in ANY activities that you want, just use discretion. Remember, Di and Kyra ARE both physically and mentally 12 years old., but we don’t know if age reduction has any side effects.” C added, “in case you were wondering where Cat.. I mean Selina is, she is still in the lab.
On the far side of the complex, a now full size, sedated, Selina, being attended to by “A” (Ashley), was strapped to a table and waiting for the experiment to begin….
….. Selina ( the former Catwoman) lied on the exam table, half awake, and half asleep. As the sedative began to wear off, she began to take in more of here surroundings. She thought she was dreaming because everything in the room, including “A”, looked normal. “What’s going on” asked Selina. ” I’ll let Doctor C explain that when he gets here’ relpied A.
About an hour later, C arrived at the lab with his assistant “K”. By this time Selina was more coherent and aware that she was now normal size. ” Why did you change me back” asked Selina. “It’s part of the program”, replied C. “We want to impregnate you, but we have to shrink you back down once the sperm is in your body. If your egg is fertilized while your in a shrunken state, and if our theories are correct, regardless of it’s sex, the baby will be born in scale with the size of the mother at birth and stay in scale unless its enlarged by us… I mean, the machine.”
Selina now had alot going through mind, mostly escape and how much money she could make if she got her hands on the “SAD” ( S- ize A-lternating D-evice as it was now officially known). But, she decided to play along until her opportunity arose. “How are you going to impregnate me”, Selina asked C. “With this, C replied as he held up a long thin plastic syringe. “I think I know something that would work better” purred Selina as she smile and looked at C’s already responding crouch. “It’s not like I’d resist” she added.
C looked at her lying naked on the table and even though he knew it was wrong, he figured it really wouldn’t hurt the program. C turned to A and K and told them to go and get Donna, Di and Kyra and have them sedated and ready for testing before they got back to the lab. C figure this would give him at least an hour to complete his “experiment” with the willing Selina. A and k were certain they had what they needed and then headed for “The Other World” as they referring to it now.
As soon as they were gone, C was out of his clothes and crawling on top of Selina. He began to kiss her neck and run a hand over her breasts, down her stomach and into the inside of her thighs. He worked his hand around the inside of her thighs until it was rubbing against her very wet and willing pussy. C wasted no time and began to thrust his rock hard manhood into Selina. Selina hissed as C entered her with both pleasure and the satisfaction that her plan was working.
C pumped Selina like a man possessed, enjoying what he not had for over 5 years. Keep his concentration locked on his experiment; C was unaware that Sleina was working her left restraint loose. As C was cumming inside of his “lover”, they were both interrupted by something totally unexpected.
“Doctor C… what are you doing ” shouted Kim(K) ? C turned and looked in horror as he saw both K and Ashley (A) standing there in the doorway. They had forgotten their notebooks. Taking advantage of her stunned lover, Selina scratched at C eyes, causing him to roll off of the table in pain and fall to floor. Selina then picked a tray and hurled it at the two shocked assistants.
Selina quickly undid the other restraints, and was going to run for the door past the startled assistants, when something caught her eye. It was a portable SAD being recharged on a table against the wall. She quickly ran for it, pulled it out of the charger and aimed it at the assistants who were too slow to react.
Suddenly, A and K were engulfed in a bright light. They became lightheaded as the room seemed to expand around them and grow larger. Selina howled as they disappeared into their clothes. But her plans were about to be suddenly dashed.
“You really fucked up now” Selina heard coming from behind her. As she was about to turn, she too became engulfed in light, and from past experience, she knew what had happened.
The recovering C now stood over the 12 inch tall Selina with portable SAD in his hand. He picked her up and carried her towards the exam table. “Fuck you, you freak” she shouted, “your as evil as I am” Selina screamed in a high pitched voice. “No I’m not”, replied C. “Despite what some people might consider my slight perversions, I’m actually doing this for the good of mankind.” C securely restrained Selina to the table and then injected her with a sedative, rendering her unconscious.
C then walked over to the two piles of clothes near the door.. Reaching into the pile closest to him, he pulled out the very stunned, and now very naked, “Barbi-sized” Kim. C then went to the second pile of clothing and retrieved Ashley. He brought both of his “assistants” over to the exam table and restrained them and place.
“What are going to do with us”, the two assistants shouted in unison. “First, I’m going to help you relax……” C said reassuredly, and then he sedated them as he had Selina.
C looked at his two down-sized assistants and admired thier bodies. Kim had been a 5-9 Asian goddess, with long straight black hair and a body to die for. Prior to her “down-sizing, Ashley was also 5-9 and had a 36c-22-34 “Barbie” body…and blonde hair… Now, she was indeed the perfect size. Prior to today’s events, C had never seen them in the nude. Now he new what he had been missing.
C pondered what he would do next. First things first he thought. He ran some tests on Selina, and with the help of the AAD (A-ge A-lternating D-evice), he aged Selina 3 months and found out that she was indeed pregnant.. and with a male child. He theory was true !
Next, he had to decide what to do with K and A . If he restored them to normal size, and they went to the higher ups about the “Selina experiment”, well, that could doom the program, 10 years of research down the drain. They would have to stay in their present state for a while.
C decided to go on with the plans for the rest of the day, modified as they may be. He made sure everything was in K and A’s former golf cart, and then proceeded to “The Other World” to get Donna, Di, and Kyra……
Barabra and her “special friend” Donna were enjoying the “late afternoon sun” down at the beach along with their two younger sisters Di and Kyra ( as Barb and Donna had began refer to them as. All four girls wore matching bikini bottoms and nothing else, although Barbara and Donna’s were cut a little higher than their younger sisters. Di and Kyra seemed to really enjoy the beach, and the company of thier older sisters. Barbara did catch Di staring at her a few times and it made her feel abit uncomfortable. Perhaps she was just wondering was it was like to be a grown woman.
Barbara had engaged Di and Kyra in quite abit of conversation since they had arrived in the morning, and through their conversations, Barbar got the impression that both Di and Kyra appeared to be normal 12 year olds. Niether had any memories of being adults, although they did know that they were once “full-sized”. They repeatedly asked why they were shrunk and about their pasts, but both Barb and Donna stared away from these questions, only saying that they were being “treated by the doctor”. Di and Kyra both seemed to be quite content with their present states and their new world, as did Barbara and Donna . Unknown to any of them, this was part of the both the sizing and age altering processes. It was designed into the process that once a person got over the initial shock of being shrunk ( if it occurred), after a day or so, they would begin to become content, if not enthusiastic, about their new state of being. This was done to keep the astronauts sane and complacent during their long missions.
The age altering process had effects on memory that were not intentionally placed in the process, but were a side effect of it. After testing, it was learned that once person was brought back to their original age ( or close to it), they would begin to remember their pasts, particularly things that were drilled into their minds such as mission procedures.
As the girls continued to soak up the sun, they heard C’s amplified voice summonsing them to the main house. It was about a 10 minute walk back to the house from the beach for them, so they left their beach things in place and began to walk. When they got back to the house, they could see C standing outside of their “world” looking in.
“How did you girls enjoy the beach”, C inquired? ” It was great” replied Di and Kyra. “Well I hate to cut it short, but we a lot alot of work to at the lab, so I have to take Donna, Di and Kyra there now. The three of you will be there for 2 or three days, so I hope you won’t get too lonely Barbara” said C. Barbara replied that she was sure she could keep herself busy, and then asked if she could head back to the beach. C nodded yes, so Barbara said her goodbyes and headed back to the beach. C then instructed Donna, Di and Kyra to go and get cleaned up in the house and to come back out when they were done.
After the 10 minute walk back to the beach Barb thought to herself, “I really don’t need these anymore” and slipped out her bikini bottoms and dove into the water. After a lengthy swim, Barbara came out of the water to enjoy the last hours of sunlight. Her tanned, nude body glistened in the late day sun. Barbara lied down on her back on a towel, and with one hand, began exploring her body with thoughts of her 18 year old, nubile “friend” Donna going threw her mind.
About 45 minutes after the girls went into the house to get cleaned up, they returned to the awaiting C. I”ll take you first” C said to Donna. Donna stepped towards C’s gloved hand, removed her robe( revealing her nubile body) and awaited to be picked up. C gentlely picked up the now nude Donna, placed her in her carrier and secured her to the table inside. “Ok girls it’s your turn” C said to Di and Kyra. Di stepped up first, removed her robe, and walked towards C’s gloved hand. Kyra then followed Di’s lead.. Both girls were placed in the same carrier and secured down to the two individual tables that were in carrier. C loaded both carriers onto the golf cart and headed for the lab.
Once he arrived at the lab, C sedated all three girls and placed them on individual exam tables. While Donna, Di, and Kyra slept, C went back to work on Selina.
The now 3 month pregnant, and still unconscious Selina, was placed under the AAD. C then punched in the proper settings to advance Selina’s age 6 months. C watched as Selina’s abdomen began to expand, and in less than 2 minutes, Selina gave birth to healthy baby boy. C removed Selina from under the AAD, and after checking her out, placed here on an exam table.
C then placed Selina’s ( and his) child under the AAD. “I hope my theory is correct” he thought. C punched in the settings to advance the baby’s age 20 years.
“Maybe I should make him 25 so he can be slightly older than Barbara”, and with that thought, C disabled the AAD’s safety. C readjusted the settings . “Well, here we go” he said aloud to himself. He pushed the button, and in an instant the baby was engulfed in a blueish light and began to grow and change. After about 10 minutes, the boy was now the size of a teenager. At this time, C went over and restrained the boy to the table. Finally, after about 20 minutes or so, C was looking at very healthy, and somewhat confused , 25 year old, “Barbie ( or Ken if you prefer) sized man….. C quickly sedated the man whom he named Samuel and wheeled him into another room. C connected electrodes to Sam’s head from yet another prototype machine. Over the course of a few days, this computer would fill Sam’s brain with basic language skills and what he would need to know to get by in “the world”. Any other skills good be learned over time. He hoped Barbara would be a good teacher….. “Ok it was time to begin work on the others” C thought.
C went and got Donna, Kyra, and Di and brought them into the room where the AAD was kept. The first one to go threw the process would be Di.
Di was placed under the ADD. C set the device to advance Di’s age 9 years. He hit the start button. As the blue light engulfed Di, C watched in awe as Di began to get taller. Puberty came on almost instanteously and C watched as Di’s hips widen, her breasts began to grow, and hair appeared between her legs. After about 12 minutes, Di was no longer a 12 year old girl… she was now a 21 year old goddess who resembled a younger Wonder Woman. “This will help with Selina” thought C.
Next up was Donna. Donna was placed under the AAD, C set the machine to decrease her age by 9 years. He hit the button. As Donna became engulfed in in the now familiar blue light, C watched in equal awe as Donna began to change in the reverse of what had happened to Di.
The nubile 18 year old began top get shorter, her breasts began to shrink and eventually disappeared. C watched as Donna’s hips began to get slimmer, and the last traces of her pubic hair disappeared. In the same amount of time it took Di to become a woman, Donna had become a child.
Kyra went right after Donna. Kyra’s age was to be decreased by 3 years. After the process was completed, the changes were noticeable, but not as dramatic as they had been with Donna. Finally Selina was again placed under the AAD. With the safety off, C had a special surprise for her.
C finished up his work at about 2:00 AM. He walked back to his quarters, poured himself a scotch and got ready for bed. Before going to sleep, he watched the video recordings of Barbara’s day at the beach.
It was Barbara’s third day alone in the world, and she sat by the pool she heard the outer doors open. C walked in pushing a cart holding three carriers. Barbara got up from her lounger, put on her robe, and walked to the viewing area where C was waiting.
“I hope you weren’t too lonely” asked C. “It was actually very relaxing” replied Barb. C replied back, ” I’ve brought Di, Donna, and Kyra back with me…and one new friend whom I hope you will get to know VERY well. Just remember what I told you before, everything is part of the program, and reversible, so don’t be shocked by any changes in your friends.
C reached into the first carrier, and removed Donna first. Barbara immediately recognized the 9 year old version of her “friend” . C lowered her to the ground, and although she lacked clothing, Barbara noticed that Donna was holding what would be a Barbie sized doll to her. Barbara noticed that Donna’s doll was not a blonde Baribie, but it appeared to be asian. Kyra came out next and was also holding a doll. Her’s looked more like a traditional “Barbie”.
Di was brought out next and placed next to Barb in “The World”. Barbara stared at the now 21 year old, and 4 months pregnant Di. They exchanged greetings and as they did this, C spoke.
” Di, why don’t you take Donna and Kyra into the house and find some clothes for the three of you” Di took each of her younger sisters by the hand in led them into the house. Di reminded the girls to be very careful with their dolls as they walked to the house.
“Ok Barb”, said C, “it’s time to meet your new friend”. C reached into the third carrier, picked up Sam and then placed him in his world. Barbara smiled as the athletic 6 foot- two ( scaled to her) completely nude Sam was placed across from her . “Barbara, please remove your robe” C said, ‘ so Sam can take all of you in”. C asked this to see what Sam’s reaction would be…. and he liked looking at Barbara when she was in a state of undress.
Without hesitating, Barbara dropped her robe to the ground. When Barbara removed her robe, it was obiviuos to C at the site of Barbara’s erect nipples that Barbara was smitten with Sam. Barbara could see that Sam was also very much into her.
“You two will be staying in the same room on the top floor” stated C. I hope you two get know each other very, very well. With that, Barbara put a towel around Sam’s waist, put her robe back on, and led him into the house to “show him around”.
C returned to his his quarters, poured a drink and began to type a report to the “Higher Ups’… The first line of the report read; ..” Request for Two New Assistants. My previous assistants have volunteered to become deeper involved in the program. Paperwork to follow…
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(A Rape Story)
(This story is not about me nor is it a true story. Thanks for reading)
My name is Mel. It’s short for Melody. I am 21 years old. There are things that are built up inside me that I need to release. So, I am going to write a true story about something horrible that happened to me. I am going to share it with you in hopes that it releases this deep void in my life. Before I tell you what this thing is, I am going to tell you about me and my life prior to the day that it all happened.
I lived in a small town out in the country. You had to literally drive an hour to get to the city life. I have had a normal life. I have a great family. I had great friends. I dont see those friends much anymore because I have shut them out. I have always considered myself to be beautiful and sexy. In high school, all the boys liked me. I was a virgin until I was 17 and I gave it to a boyfriend who I loved dearly. Something inside of me awakened after having sex for the first couple of times. I started wanting it more than he did. I started wanting to try new things. Our relationship had definitely became nothing more than sex. I wasn’t one of the girls who complained about it, I was the one who enjoyed it the most.
When I was alone, I would have fantasies in my head of things that I would like to try. Like being with two men. Being with a female. Dressing up and role playing. But, out of all the different fantasies I had, there was one fantasy that I thought about all the time. For awhile I use to try and make myself not think about it. In reality this fantasy happens to girls but, it’s not a fantasy to them. It’s a horrific event that they would love to take away. Rape. I couldn’t help it. I thought about being raped by one guy or three or four. I would pleasure myself with my eyes closed and pretend I was being held down and I was begging them not to. After opening my eyes and cumming, I always felt like a sick person. I dont think that it was the rape part that turned me on so much, it was being helpless, it was the man being so strong that he could hold me down and do whatever he wanted to me and I couldn’t do anything about it. But, those things are rape. My boyfriend was all into trying things and I remember one night where he made me feel like I was a sick person.
One night Bryan and I were alone at his house together. We were making out heavily and he was pressed up against me. I told him to hold my hands down. He did as I asked and continued kissing me. That feeling of being held down was so amazing to me. I began pretending like I didn’t want it. I stopped kissing him and turned my head away. I wanted him to keep kissing me or lick my neck but instead he asked what was wrong. I sighed and asked him if we could role play. At first he was excited. He started yelling out roles like teacher student, tutor, best friends, blah, blah. I then said, how about you pretend to rape me. I sat there. He raised his eyebrows and said, and I quote.. “Thats horrible, I couldn’t even act like I was doing that to you.” I smiled at him. A part of me felt like he was so sweet and good. And the other part of me felt let down and that I must be a sick twisted person. I decided to do the teacher student and we went at it.
Thats just part of my life showing you why I gave this story the title I did. I want to tell you a little more things that happened that I regret now before I move on to the event that changed my life.
Things were perfect with me and Bryan. And we started to do other things besides have sex. Actually we barely had sex anymore after awhile. He played football and I played volleyball. We didn’t have much time together anymore. Another secret I should tell you is that I became addicted to pornography. I would always search for porn that was forced sex and looked as real as possible. There were a few that really got me off. I remember laying in bed watching it trying to pretend it was happening to me. I also watched movies and read books with rape scenes. I dont know why but I was thrilled with it. Especially in the movie where a guy would push the girl against a wall and whisper things in her ear while she would cry. Just writing this makes me feel like a sick bad person.
I remember when I would go out to the mall or store sometimes when it was dark. I would always look around my surroundings and be scared that someone would grab me. I didn’t want that to actually happen. But, when I would get home afterward I would think about it. If someone did grab me and put me in a van or something and for some strange reason it made my pussy tingle.
OK. I am about to tell you in detail what happened to me.
If you do not like reading about detailed rape and violence please stop reading this now. This is painful for me to write as I am sure for some it would be painful to read.
It happened to me when I was 19 years old. I had just turned 19 two weeks before it happened. It was the middle of July and the temperature was almost unbearable to be outside. I had been at my friends house all day watching movies and swimming in her pool. Bryan had to go on a family vacation to Ohio that week. There was a club we were supposed to go to that night, but when I had asked Bryan, he told me he didn’t want me to go because he didn’t want guys all over me. I couldn’t blame him. I told my friend that she could go with the other girls without me. I was faithful to Bryan. I had guys try to talk to me all the time and it felt good, but I never would be unfaithful. I stayed over my friends house and watched the girls get ready to go out. I was jealous and wished I could dress slutty and go to, but I was in love.
They got ready to leave and I walked with them out the door and told them to have fun.They left early because the drive would be an hour away. I remember sitting in my car feeling alone on a Saturday night. I was trying to think of something to do. I decided to go and rent a movie or two and get some ice cream. I planned to spend the night in my bedroom missing Bryan. Since everything closed so early I had to hurry to the video store. I sware it was like everyone went to bed before nine in that little town. I parked my car and saw a couple of the guys I went to school with back in high school. I got out and they yelled at me to come over. They were all just waiting in the parking lot talking waiting for Corey who had worked there to get off work. They asked me where Bryan was and I told them and then we made small talk and as I walked in the store I heard them talking about my ass. I picked a few movies out and on the way out told them bye. I drove to the grocery store to get my ice cream. The small store was about to close so there was barely no one there. The parking lot was dark and I parked as close as possible. I went to the ice cream freezer and picked out what I wanted. There was a guy standing next me looking in the freezer and then he looked at me.
“Thats my favorite kind”
I turned to the guy and smiled and then walked away to pay. When I got to the register, the guy came behind me to check out. I thanked the guy and walked out the store. Walking to my car, I noticed there was a black SUV parked right beside mine on the drivers side. I heard the guy who had spoke to me come out of the store shortly after I did. When I got closer to my car I noticed there were guys sitting in the backseat of the SUV and one in the driver side. They had loud music playing and were staring at me. In that moment I was a little uneasy because I had to walk next to them to get in my car. I got to the back of my car when the guy from the store spoke to me and I stopped.
“Excuse me, May I ask where your going with your ice cream”
I stood there and almost laughed and told him that I was going home.
“You should come with us to this party were going to”
He looked over at the SUV and one of the guys from the back seat yelled out.
“Hey, can I have some of your ice cream”
All the guys in the car were laughing and the guy next to me smiled.
I told him that my parents were expecting me home so I was sorry but I couldn’t.
“Damn thats too bad, well have a good night babe”
I smiled at him and walked in between their car and mine. I had my car key ready to go. The guy in the backseat was saying things to me and the guy outside walked up behind me. I was scared but another part of me thought that he was just going to wait for me to get in my car so he could get into the passenger seat of his friends car. Right before I put my key in the car I heard the guy in the backseat.
“I think were going to take her tonight.”
My key was in the lock and I opened my door throwing the ice cream and my purse in the passenger seat. As I threw my things I heard the back door of the SUV open quickly and close. It all happened so fast. Just before I could get into my car, a hand reached around me and held my mouth, while another grabbed my arm and I was being pulled from my car. The only thing I could think of in that quick second, was that I had to fight. I remember as soon as I felt the hand, I tried to pull it off my mouth so I could at least scream. I pushed my body away but before I could even attempt to struggle, the other guy had me by the waist. They dragged me a few steps back. I was screaming but of course no one could hear me with his hand over my mouth. And even if I could scream loudly, no one was even around that night. I tried to push and twist but there was nothing I could do. The guy from inside the car grabbed me by the neck and took over holding my mouth. The other guy outside pushed my body in the car and my flip flops fell off my feet and he told me I didn’t need those and then he held me down shutting the car door. At this point I was still trying to push and twist out of their possession even though I knew it was too late. My struggling didn’t last long when the guy holding me by the mouth was given a knife by the driver. He held the knife in front of my eyes.
“Fucking stop moving..you see this shit, you want your neck slit.”
My body became like jello when I saw the knife and heard his words. I no longer was pushing and squirming. The other guy lifted my legs and sat underneath them holding me by my lower body. This all took place within seconds. The other guy that was outside had already gotten into the car and the car was moving.
“Good girl, now I’m going to let go of that mouth and if you scream I’ll stick this into your throat.”
The guy holding my legs pulled on my pants and the guy holding me up let go of my mouth. They positioned my body so that i was laying on their laps. My head was laying flat and all I could see was the inside of the car. Every time we would pass street lights I could see the glare inside the windows. I tired not to look at the men who were taking me. Strangely for awhile no one said anything. I was just laying there on these guys laps in fear and silence. I couldn’t even cry at this point. Again all these things happened so fast so it’s hard to write it in enough detail to tell you every single thing. I remember looking toward the front seat at the guy who was in the store with me. He was young he was maybe 26 or 27. The other guys from what I seen looked around the same. My thoughts were racing in my head. For awhile I remember thinking of escape plans but after awhile I became truthful with myself that there was nothing I could do. The silence scared me more than anything in that car. I wanted them to talk. I wanted them to say there plans so I could at least know what to prepare for mentally. I was so fearful that I would be murdered.
After minutes of laying there in silence I looked up at the guy above me. He looked down at me and I quickly looked away. I closed my eyes. I felt his hand run along the side of my face and I began to cry. I tried not to be loud but my heavy breaths were loud in the silence.
“Its OK baby, dont cry.”
The guy above me said that in a soft tone. The guy beside him starting laughing. I cried so hard. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I use to watch unsolved mysteries and tell myself that would never happen to me. At this point I wasn’t even thinking about them raping me. I was thinking they were going to kill me.
The guy in the front seat turned around.I couldn’t see his face my eyes were blurry from the tears. I couldn’t breath through my nose and every breath I took through my mouth was so loud.
“Stop your fucking crying”
He screamed at me. All I could do was hold my breath. I tried so hard to not cry anymore. I needed to wipe my face but I was scared to move. The guy from the front handed the guy holding me a napkin and he threw it on my face. I took that as he wanted me to wipe my nose and eyes so I did. I looked up at him and he stared at me. I couldn’t look away. His eyes were emerald green. They were almost green enough to put you in a trance. They must have been contacts. He rubbed my face again. I almost cried even harder but I was too scared too. Music came on. They turned it really loud. I guess to drown out my crying and heavy breathing.
I wanted to know what they were going to do. I swallowed hard and said please. He didn’t hear me the first time until I got louder. I said please again and he looked down. Then I screamed it. Please!! After that I went on. I said Please dont hurt me, please let me go please. The music turned low. He was just smiling at me. I was crying again.
“Listen, were not going to let you go,were not going to bargain with you, just lay there and look sexy OK”
The guy from the front seat turned back around after those words. The guy holding my legs rubbed his hand underneath my pant leg. The guy above me told him to wait. It was then clear to me what their plans were. I didn’t know if they would kill me but I knew they would rape me.
“Hell yeah, were almost there”
The guy in the front and the other one who was driving were talking. They were saying how when they got there that they would go straight to the back room. I had my eyes closed. I was thinking about Bryan. Bryan would kill these guys if he seen them take me. I missed him so bad. I thought about my parents and my friends. I thought about how maybe this was happening because I was so sick and fantasized about it. I thought to myself that I cant believe I would have pretended this happened to me. This was so horrible. I tried to prepare myself. In reality, there is nothing you can do to prepare for this situation. After I heard them say we were close, I couldn’t take it. I would rather die fighting then have those psychos torture me. I jumped up and swung my legs off onto the floorboard. I turned my head and tried to grab the door handle. That only lasted a second before they grabbed me by the legs arms and hair. He pulled my hair and slapped my face so hard that it was stinging.
“You fucking dumb bitch, You want to fucking die dumb ass.”
“Your supposed to hold her down”
“She was being good, now I’m going to have to hurt her.”
No, I screamed I told him I would be good. I was crying at my stupid failed attempt. He grabbed my throat and squeezed it. He pulled me to his face and he took his lips and sucked on my bottom lip hard. He softly bit it and smiled at me while he was still squeezing my neck. I couldn’t breath. He let go pushed my head down on his lap.
“Were here, you try anything or scream this time I will slit your fucking throat.”
I closed my eyes hard so the tears would fall out so I could see. Out the window I saw white walls and shelves hanging. I could tell we were in a garage. The front doors opened and then the back ones. The guy holding my feet let go and got out and shut the door. I didn’t even try to do anything because there was nothing that could be done. The guy holding me let me go but held my arm as he got out.
“Alright sexy get out”
“I cant wait”
I got out, tears still falling. This was it, I thought. Whatever they have planned, they are going to do and there was nothing I could do. When I got out, one guy walked behind me and the rest went into a door and I followed. It opened to a large living room. It was plain and I remember seeing a fish tank and a long wooden board that was laid across a table and it had spray paint on it. The walls were bare. There was one grey looking couch and a huge TV with gaming consoles and games on the floor. They led me back toward a hallway. It was dark. I asked them again to please let me go. They didn’t even reply to me. The guy behind me slapped me on the ass extremely hard that it pushed me forward and the other guys laughed.
A light turned on as I approached the room. I stopped in the doorway and the other guys were all standing around. The guy behind me pushed me hard on my back and I fell forward into the room. I sat up. I was shaking. I looked up and all four of them were staring at me.
“Get up baby”
“I said get the fuck up”
I stood up. The room had posters of sports bikes and nude girls all over the walls. There were beer bottles on shelves. There was an unfolded futon behind me.
“Whats your name”
I took a deep breath and told him my name.
“Wow I love that name its so sexy.”
“Melody I should tell you why we brought you here.”
“Were going to fuck your little sweet brains out Melody”
I fell to the floor. I couldn’t cry no more my tears were all gone. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.
“Melody look at me. You need to be a good girl OK”
“You better be a good girl or were going to hurt you with our dicks”
“You guys ready, I cant wait any longer I’m hungry for some of that pussy”
The words were like knives stabbing me.
One of them came toward me and grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it until I stood up. He wiped the wetness off my face and licked my neck. I remember trying to pull his hand away from my hair. It hurt so bad. Another guy came up behind me and started rubbing his hand on my ass.
“You like that Melody”
“Yeah she likes it, she wants to get fucked, dont you girl.”
He released my hair and the other two guys came over. The guy behind me lifted me up by my hips and threw me down on the futon. I rolled myself off the other end and ran screaming toward a door. They all were laughing as I opened the door and they didn’t even chase me. The door opened to a closet. I jumped in the closet and shut the door and held it tight. The door pulled open with force and I fell backward. I fell on a pile of random things and my back was hurting.
“You fucked up girl, now were going to fuck the shit out of you twice as hard.”
“Grab her and bring her here”
“What a dumb little cunt”
I looked around for something sharp and he grabbed my arm so I picked up something off the floor. I managed to pick up a small clock radio and I slammed it into his head. Now that I look back on it, what I did was so stupid. There were four of them so knocking one out wouldn’t even have mattered. But, when your at that point your not thinking clear. Your only thinking of getting away and doing everything you can to resist. The smarter thing would have been to just lay there and let them do what they wanted. He screamed when I hit him and the other guys laughed. He grabbed my hand and the radio clock and swung me fast and I hit the wall. He went at me and picked up the radio and threw it back in the closet. He sat me up against the wall and he slapped me so hard that my tooth cut the inside of my mouth. My eyes closed and I could taste my blood.
“Fuck you you fucking dumb bitch, your not too smart are you. I’m going to ram my fucking dick down your throat until you choke and pass the fuck out.”
“Dude calm the fuck down, watch out”
Another guy picked me up sat me on the futon bed.
“Fuck you, you ain’t the one that just got hit with a fucking clock radio.”
“Stop being a pussy, so I can get some pussy.”
They laughed and the guy who sat me down grabbed my legs and pulled me down on the bed to lay me flat. They all got on the small bed two on each side.
“Take her shirt off”
They Lifted me up and one pulled my shirt up and over my head. They commented on my bathing suit top and then untied the strings. I moved my hands up and covered my breasts.
“Put your hands down now”
I slowly put my hands down, I was tear less crying and begging them over and over again to please stop. I told them my dad would give them money and they laughed at me. Each one of them took turns squeezing my breasts, Three of them squeezed very hard and one did it softly. The guy to the right of me licked my nipples and he bit them hard and made me yell.
“You got perfect tits, they fit my hand perfect”
“Take her pants off dude”
One of them unbuttoned my pants and I struggled but again there was nothing I could do, he pulled them down with my bathing suit bottoms inside them. I was laying there completely naked with four strange guys. They stared at my pussy. It made me feel so horrible. I cant even explain to you how disgusted it made me feel. Like I was a doll they were playing with. I was embarrassed and I closed my eyes.
“Oh my fuck, look at that pussy”
“I call dibs on tasting it”
“No we can all taste it, just finger her and taste her, I bet shes so sweet”
“Your a naughty girl with that shaved pussy arnt you”
Hearing them talk this way made me so sick.
“Hey Melody you got a boyfriend.”
I answered them, I told them that my boyfriend would kill them and that only made it worse.
“Your little limp dick boyfriend probably dont even know what to do with this pussy girl”
“We know what to do with it baby dont worry, we’ll fuck you right”
They were all rubbing me talking so nasty. One was squeezing my boobs, the others were rubbing my legs and then the worse part came. Two of the guys grabbed my legs and tried to spread them. I fought. One of them slapped my stomach. The guy who was touching my breasts got up on his knees behind me and held me up by my arms.
“Melody remember what we told you”
“If you fight this were just going to fuck you until you bleed”
I let go of what little strength I had left. They spread my legs open. Three of them took turns touching on me and rubbing me. I jerked and twisted but it only made it worse so I tried to stay still. They rubbed it awhile commenting on how tight they knew it was, and how sweet it must taste. The guy holding me had his hands on my breasts holding them. I closed my eyes. I felt a finger slip inside me. I felt so dirty. I felt so bad that I could have ever let this be a fantasy of mine. This was so horrible. I wondered if they were going to kill me. I thought about Bryan being the only guy that was ever inside me, I thought about how much pain it would take before I would pass out. I wondered if they would take turns fucking me and how would they do it. They each slid there fingers in me and commented on how it tasted sweet. One said to me that I taste so good that he was going to lock me up and never let me go. Hearing that I started crying again. I tried thinking of something else to get my mind off of the act that was happening to me but I couldn’t. The guy holding my breasts leaned over me and slipped his finger in. After they all done this they starting planning out what they would do to me.
“Alright, you are going to lay down and we will put her on top of you and then ill fuck her asshole and you fuck her pussy, you two take turns fucking her mouth”
“No, lets just take turns with her mouth first, I want to see her lips around my dick”
“I dont want to even share with you fucking idiots, stop planning shit”
I pulled my arms and twisted my body as I yelled out no please dont hurt me.
“Oh baby trust me, your going to like this.”
One guy sat in between my legs and slid his finger inside me. The guy behind me switched positions with another one and he held my arms back. The other two guys pulled there pants off and then there boxers and got on each side of me.
“If I so much as even feel your teeth at all on my dick I will fucking shoot you in your fucking leg do you understand”
As he was saying this he picked up a gun that must have been in his pants. I said yes after seeing the gun. He Had one leg standing off the bed and the other on the bed as he stretched himself toward me. The guy behind me turned me so I could reach the guys dick.
“Open your mouth baby, lick my cock.”
I closed my eyes for a moment. My throat had already hurt from screaming and pleading and my mouth was sore from being slapped so hard. I stuck my tongue out and barely pressed it to his dick.
“Lick it slut, and look up in my eyes when you do”
I licked it like he instructed me and forced myself to look at him. He was looking in my eyes.
“Put it in your mouth and close your lips, I’m going to fuck that sexy little mouth of yours.”
I did as he told me to. His dick was bigger than Bryan’s and when he put it in my mouth it touched my throat. He pushed it in further and I pulled my head away and coughed. He grabbed me by the hair.
“Open your fucking mouth, I want you to choke on it, dont you pull it out again until I say”
He jammed his dick in my mouth and I gagged on it. Somehow my tears returned. He was thrusting inside my mouth hard. I gagged and coughed. My throat was feeling like it was bleeding, I felt his dick go deep in my throat I couldn’t take it no more. I pulled away. The guy on the other side grabbed my hair and pulled me to him. I was screaming but nothing but spit came out of my mouth it was all down my face and chin from him gagging me. The guy fingering me was still going at it watching what the others were doing. The guy who had pulled me to him palmed the back of my head and told me to open my mouth and he shoved his dick inside. He did the same as the other one did but not as hard.
“Fuck that feels so good, slobber all over that cock girl”
“Yeah you like that big dick in that pretty mouth”
The guy fingering my pussy pulled his fingers out
“Alright I got to fuck this sweet pussy”
My throat was still being thrusted with both of them as they took turns.
“Dude is she wet”
“Oh yeah shes soaking wet, the little slut likes it, I’m about to fuck that tight wet pussy baby”
I felt my legs being lifted and then my hips, he lifted me up and the other guy pulled his dick from my mouth. The guy behind me helped him lift me and I looked at him in the eyes and then I looked down. He was positioning me and then I felt his dick slowly go inside me. I started crying and making noises. I couldn’t scream because my throat was in pain. He was all the way in and I felt myself tense up inside. I was so tense that it felt like he was breaking something inside me. He put his hands on my hips and the guy behind me with his hands on my arms helped him lift me up and back down on his dick.
“Oh fuck dude, shes so fucking tight.”
The guy next to him grabbed my hair and told me to open my mouth, they told me they loved my moaning. It wasn’t moaning it was low pitched screams and it was all I had left. While he was bouncing me up and down, the guy to the left grabbed my hair and pulled me to his dick and shoved himself in my mouth. I couldn’t concentrate on what was hurting me worse. My throat and pussy were filled with these men and the pain I felt and the disgusting feeling I had wont leave my mind to this day. The guy to the right took my hair and pulled my mouth away from the other guy and when he did, my tooth slid across his dick and he yelled.
“What the fuck dude, dont grab her when shes sucking my dick”
He slapped my face and then grabbed my hair and pulled me back to him.
“Fuck off dude it’s my turn”
They both had my hair and were pulling it and Lifted my hands and gripped there arms to try to get them to stop. They laughed at me and the guy thrusting inside me lifted my body up high almost enough so his dick would fall out of me but it didn’t. He then slammed me down on his dick as hard as he could and a scream ripped through my throat. I felt like my insides were collapsing.
“There that should shut her up”
“I dont want her to shut up, I like her little moans”
I laid my head back and rested it on the guy who was behind me. I had nothing left inside me. I was weak. My mouth and throat was dry. I was sore, and the guy thrusting inside me pulled out letting my lower body lay flat on the bed. The guy behind me got up and I fell backward on the bed.
Even though he was out of me I felt a scolding feeling inside. I guess I was just raw. I couldn’t even swallow and I could barely open my eyes. One of the guys laid flat on the bed. Two of them grabbed me and lifted me up and mounted me on top of the guy. He stuck his dick inside me and I rested there. It didn’t even hurt this time. His dick was inside me and I fell on him and laid my head resting it on his shoulder. I thought he would slap me and tell me to sit up but he didn’t. He rubbed my face and hair and waited for his friends. One guy stood at the side of the futon bed and faced me stroking his dick. And then another came and did the same. At that point I wasn’t sure where the fourth one was but, I quickly found out. I felt his hand spread one of my ass cheeks and then two wet fingers rubbed my hole. I begged him and I jerked up and the guy underneath dragged me back down and rubbed my hair again.
“Its going to be okay, it will only hurt for a bit sexy”
“No it ain’t going to be OK I’m about to ram my dick up her tight asshole.”
“You going to go slow at first dude”
“Hell no, I’m going to shove it in, I would have gone slow but she slammed a radio at my head”
The guy underneath me wrapped his hands around my back and held me tightly so I couldn’t move. I begged and begged him to please not do it. The guy under me lifted his body so I would arch for the other guys entry. I felt the tip start to press on my asshole. He went slow for a second and then he pushed his cock in my hole hard, I was so tense that he had a hard time pushing it as hard as he wanted. He gripped my hips as he tried to shove himself in me hard. My head was pressed against the guys chest as I barely could scream. The pain was so sharp I felt like passing out.
“This is turning me on so much”
“I’m the one with my dick in her tight hole, dude you got to feel her”
“Lift your head up bitch and suck my dick”
The guy underneath me and the guy fucking my asshole starting going in sync with each other. One would push in and then the other. All I could do was whimper and take it. One of the guys standing leaned over the bed and lifted my head stretching my neck up. He slapped the hell out of my face and then the other guy slapped it on the other side. My eyes were closed. I had no thoughts at all but that I just wanted it to stop. It lasted so long. The two guys standing took turns shoving there dicks in my throat telling me to make my lips tighter and that they better not feel my teeth. They all talked back and forth the whole time while my pain was still high.
“I wish there was one more hole”
“She likes having them all filled up”
“Shes a tight little slut, I’m in love with her”
“Switch me spots”
One of the guys standing in front of me switched spots with the guy from behind me.
“Damn you opened her up wide”
He stuck his dick inside me and thrusted faster holding my hips making grunting noises
“Here baby taste yourself”
I turned my head away and dropped it on the guy underneath as he was thrusting trying to be in sync with the guy in my ass. He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock that was inside my ass in my mouth and he pushed it so far that I choked, my eyes felt like they were bleeding. I pulled my mouth away and shook my head side to side coughing and he laughed. The other one standing grabbed me by the neck and slapped his dick on the side of my face hard and fast and then the other guy joined in on the other side. After what seemed like forever, the guy who hadn’t had his turn in me switched places with the guy fucking me in the ass.
“You guys didn’t cum in her ass”
“No I’m waiting to come on her face”
“Fuck this feels good, not me, I’m going to cum in her ass”
“Hurry up dude, I feel like I’m about to bust in her pussy, i want to bust on her face”
After pulling me and thrusting hard in my ass he came. He squeezed my hips hard with his fingernails digging them into my skin.
“Of fuck this bitch feels good”
“You came dude now lift her off before I do”
The two guys in front of me were stroking there dick hard pointing at my face. The guy behind me lifted me up and the guy underneath got up and stood. He told me to sit on the edge of the bed and open my mouth. My Insides were in so much pain, My ass was sore along with my throat. I couldn’t sit up. One of the guys slapped me and I fell to the side laying my head down. He lifted me back up and told me to open my mouth and look at him
“Thats it, open your mouth, oh fuck I’m cumming”
He shot cum out and it landed in my mouth and on my chin.
“Dont you fucking spit bitch swallow it right now”
I shook my head and he screamed
“You swallow my cum or we will fucking kill you”
I swallowed it and gagged, right after, another of the men pointed his dick in my face and without warning it shot on the side of my face and he told me to wipe it with my fingers and lick it. I did as he told again coughing when I tasted it. Both of the other guys were already pointed in my face and shot out almost the same time, it landed in my hair, my cheek and my mouth and again they threatened me to swallow it so I did.
“Damn baby, you are so good”
“Shit dude I’m tired as fuck now”
“Put your fucking clothes on if you want to leave, hurry the fuck up”
One of the guys threw my clothes on me. They began getting themselves dressed. I was so weak, my body was shaking, I was cold, I was in such pain. I barely had enough energy to put my bathing suit bottoms and pants on but I managed to. One of the guys had to help me put my bathing suit top on and tie it. He then helped me put my shirt on. He could see how weak I was so he picked me up and carried me. We went back to the SUV they brought me in and he lifted me up and pushed me over and I sat in between them. I was out of it, I couldn’t hear anything, I couldn’t think of anything, I was just there. The guy who had held me put his arm around me and my head fell to his shoulder. I remember him laying his head on mine and rubbing my arm. All the other guys were talking and I cant remember in detail what they were saying, I tried to block them out. I closed my eyes, my whole body was still in so much pain and every breath I took made my throat throb. I remember the guy holding me whispering to me. He told me he was sorry. He also told me that it wasn’t his choice. I guess none of the other guys who were talking heard him. I drifted off. My eyes opened wide I just remember seeing the light inside the car go on. The back car doors opened.
“I’m sure you’ll know how to get home from here”
“You should just sit here until morning”
The guy who was holding me got out and pulled me out and picked me up, he and another guy walked me a short distance and sat me up against a wall. The other guy walked away and tears streamed down my face as the guy who had whispered to me bent down and kissed my cheek and told me he was sorry. He then left me and the SUV drove off. I couldn’t see enough to get the license number. I laid there in pain and eventually drifted to sleep for hours until morning when a man found me and called the police.
I was taken to the hospital, and from then on, there was nothing they could do to find the men who did that to me. Three months later my family moved away. None of us could stand living there knowing they were still there and got away with it. Bryan and I stayed together even after I moved but eventually we couldn’t handle the long distance and he couldn’t handle me shutting him out of my life the way I started to do.
Sometimes at nights, I have nightmares about what happened and I can still vaguely see their faces. I also think about the guy who told me he was sorry. I dont think I will ever forget what happened to me. I dont think I could ever even have sex again after what happened. I do know one thing, I will never fantasize about rape ever again. I am now a rape victim. Theres nothing erotic about it. The only reason I feel strongly about it still, isn’t because I liked it when it happened, it’s because I think at least one of those guys knew what they were doing was wrong and hopefully felt bad about it after. Theres no way of knowing. My fantasy now is to find a man that I can trust and that I can feel comfortable about telling my story to and maybe he can help me get over it. That day may never come.
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Short Stories (Edited)
Desk sex
I walk into your room pushing your papers to the floor; standing in front of you I put my hands on your desk and slide myself back onto it. Looking you in the eyes the whole time as I unbutton my coat to reveal nothing but sexy thong and a corset.
I put my heeled feet on each arm rest of your chair and smile as I lean back opening my legs wider, you can see the glistening dampness on my thongs your hands travel slowly up my legs.
As you reach my thighs you hear my breathing start to quicken and shorten, your thumb reaches up to slide my thong to one side so you can slide your thumb inside me…..
My head falls back against the wall and my legs fall wider apart as u push your thumb deeper into me, you slide it out and suck it into your mouth tasting my juices. You smile and saying
“Mmm yummy” as u pull your chair forward and say “we need to get u out these wet clothes”
Pulling my thongs slowly down my legs you lift them to your face and take a deep breath in, smelling me on them. As you open your eyes I can see your desire burning in them, you put your hands on my thighs just above my knees and push them as wide as they will go you bend your head and kiss just above my clit.
You smile as I start squirming on the desk wanting your tongue, you bend lower as you run your tongue from the bottom of my pussy all the way to the top taking your time to swirl you tongue around my clit. I scream loud my whole body tensing, you take me between your teeth and tug gently as u suck on my clit, spreading me with your thumbs u bury your head between my thighs licking and sucking before you thrust your tongue deep inside me.
I sit up as I put my hand on your head wanting you deeper, screaming louder you look in my eyes as you slide two fingers into me, my eyes wild with the heat I’m feeling. You can see I’m close. You continue what u was doing licking deeper and sucking harder pushing your fingers deeper each time twisting them and curling them as you pull them out my legs start to shake.
You feel my muscles start clenching your fingers as I lay back and moan over and over, you lean your head down and start to suck on my clit again pushing me over the edge and causing me to cum over your tongue and fingers.
you stand up and lift me back to a sitting position lifting my legs under my knees, I wrap them round u as u take my arms and put them round your neck you lean forward looking me in the eyes as you bend your head and take my mouth with yours using your tongue to open my lips, I taste my juices on your lips and tongue as your hands move to my waist. You pull me closer as our warm wet tongues slide together, I try to pull your head closer as u unzip your jeans pushing them down your thighs as you pull me to the edge of the table and push your hard cock against my warm wet opening.
You thrust hard, your cock quickly sliding inside me; I pull my mouth away and look you in the eyes. You thrust deep but don’t pull out; I use my legs to try to push you deeper and whisper
“Please”
You pull my mouth to yours as you kiss me hard. The whole time you’re moving deep and hard inside me. My muscles start to clench again you move faster thrusting deeper. My nails digging into your neck as I hold on tight. Your arms round my waist pulling me to you with each thrust, as you feel yourself start to cum you feel my inner muscles squeezing your cock, milking you for everything you got. True love
It’s a year since Johnny and I first met, first had the most amazing sex I’ve ever had and I planned to do something special to mark the occasion but I’ve had to change things a bit, Johnny just text me saying he’s on his way home from work and he’s not a happy bunny, apparently he had a hard day and his boss has been fucking him around again. So instead I decide to put on something he bought me a while ago but never had the chance to wear and give him a little stress relief. Now I’m standing in the kitchen washing up in my stockings and the maid outfit he bought me, it’s very short so my arse is on display and I’m not wearing any panties so nothing else is coving me. As I put the last dish on the draining board I hear Johnny opens the door and throw his keys in the dish we have in the hall,
“I’m home baby” he calls out and I hear his footsteps coming toward the kitchen,
“I’m in here” I call back as I turn my head and see him walk in, shock covering his sexy face as he slowly takes in my outfit a smile spreading over his lips as he moves closer to me. I feel his back press against mine, his hands running up my thigh as I lean over the now empty sink and moan.
His fingers reaching the top of my thigh lifting my dress slightly and kicking my legs apart he slides a finger in my pussy as his other hand moves round my waist and pull me back against his hard cock. You bend me over and kick my legs apart. His left hand moves to my back holding me down over the sink as the right pulls his cock out so he can thrust deep inside me.
I feel him thrusting deeper each time; both his hands have moved to my hips as he pull me back hard each time with every forward thrust.
“Fuck you feel good,” he moans as I scream out his name begging him to make me come but instead he slides his cock out and spins me round forcing me to my knees,
“Suck my cock” he tells me “I want you too at me and keep your hands behind your back”
Kicking my legs wider my juices start to drip on the floor as I take him in my mouth, his hands tangle in my hair pulling me further forward and forcing me to take him deep all the way to the back of my throat, I make a swallowing action letting him feel my mouth contract around him which makes him throw his head back as I feel him start to shoot several loads of cum straight into my belly.
Dragging me to a standing position he pulls me to the bedroom and throws me onto the bed.
“My, my what a naughty girl you are, I think you need to be punished for making me cum so much so soon” he tells me “turn over, arms and forehead on the bed, legs wide apart and your arse in the air”
As I get myself into the position he wants I feel him come up behind me, slapping my arse so hard it echoes around the room.
As I moan he says “you and your dirty little mouth will get what’s coming to you” slapping me again, but this time harder, he tells me to count each one as he slaps one cheek then the other.
I’m screaming as I wiggle my arse begging for his cock and telling him I want him so bad.
“Shut up, I’ve lost count now and will have to start again” I hear the smile in his voice I know he’s enjoying this and he knows I am too. I’m moaning and needing to come bad as he starts to spank me again.
Finally, he gets to ten before he trusts his fingers deep inside my pussy, my back arches as I scream his name, He moves his hand and pull me back on his cock so hard and fast that I feel a slight sting of pain as he goes deeper than he usually does. Pulling me up so were both kneeling on the bed my back against his chest, he pulls my mouth towards him forcing my lips apart with his tongue. His right hand playing with my clit as his left hand is caressing my breasts.
After thrusting inside me hard enough hurt, he stops to whisper in my ear
“come for me baby” just before he feels my pussy clenching round his cock so hard it’s almost painful, I’m moaning over and over begging for it to end, its too intense as he feels my juices covering his cock making him come again as he starts thrusting harder kissing me hard and spilling his cum deep inside me.Oral sex
You’re sitting on my sofa and I’m on my knees in front of you, looking in your eyes I lean forward and kiss you softly on the mouth. Your tongue slides in my mouth forcing me to open my lips as I slide my hands down your body until I reach your trousers.
I slowly start to unbutton your jeans, sliding my hand inside them. I start kissing my way down your neck and over your chest to your nipple which I suck into my mouth and tug with my teeth, I run my right hand over the bulge in your jeans as I move my lips down your stomach.
I sit up and slide your jeans down your hard cock springs out, I smile pleasantly surprised by your size as I lean down and kiss my way up your thigh. I move my hand over your shaft as I suck your balls into my mouth, running my tongue over them. Moving my tongue up your shaft I reach the tip and I look into your eyes at the desire and hunger there, I realise you’re about to lose control and the thought makes me smile.
Again I lick the tip of your cock watching you as you throw your head back against the back of the sofa and moan loudly, I open my mouth to suck your cock taking you deep into my mouth as you move your hands though my hair tugging it to one side so you can watch.
I build a faster pace sucking and gently grazing your shaft with my teeth and sucking the tip a little harder until you pop like warm champagne in my mouth. Once you cum you stand me up and lead me to the bedroom, laying me on the bed you slowly kiss and nibble up my thighs until you’re so close to my pussy. You tease me with one lick of my clit before you kiss back down the other leg.
I grab your hair pulling you back up to my wet pussy; you start Sliding a finger slowly inside me while your tongue teases me making me moan. You keep fingering and licking my pussy and clit hearing me moan and feeling me getting wetter and wetter. As I start squirming like I’m about to cum you stop…
I sit up to beg you to carry on but you push me back down on my back, you kneel up, your cock in one hand as you push the tip against my clit, I feel your hard cock rubbing up and down, teasing my clit.
You slip it down further then push it slowly inside of me.
Going in and out just the tip as I wrap my legs around you using them to push you deeper inside me, slowly deeper and deeper until all of you is inside me. I feel every inch as you feel my pussy tightening around your cock.
I cum screaming your name, but you’re not finished. You get my legs and hold them up over your shoulders as you start fucking me harder and harder. I’m still weak from Cumming so much before but I’m screaming for you not to stop, I’m nearly ready to come again as you drop my legs and lean down toward me kissing my neck and biting my ear.
Hearing you moaning my name sends me over the edge again, as you feel my muscles clenching around your cock and my juices soaking you forces you to cum hard shooting deep inside me. Street Lamp Sex
We go for a walk down the road and you push me against a street light, pinning my hands above my head, lifting my skirt and spreading my legs. There is a man watching out his window, I can see him watch as you kiss your way down my neck as you push your clothed cock against my lace covered pussy, his hand moves down his trousers as he starts to wank his hard cock while you turn me round to face the lamp post.
kicking my legs apart you bed down and rip my French knickers off me and using your fingers to open me wide as you lick, suck and nibble my pussy, me holding on tight as I’m bent right over and the man watches. Now having opened his window hoping to hear our moans, you stand behind me and thrust your cock hard, fast and deep inside me.
My moans get louder as the man opens his door to get a better view, his cock still in his hands as he walk over and just stands there next to us wanking and watching. You tell me to suck his cock.
I would look back at you with desire in my eyes as I say
“Yes Sir”
The man smiles and moves to stand in front of me, my hands on his hips, steadying myself as you pound harder into me. I lower my mouth and lick my way up his shaft reaching the tip and licking over it before swirling my tongue around the tip, his hands move to my hair and pull it into a makeshift pony tail so you can both see my mouth sliding up and down his cock.
You pound even harder as you watch my mouth devouring him
“That’s it baby suck his cock” you tell me,
My moans vibrate around his cock bringing him pleasure as he throws his head back enjoying it as I start to suck harder at your words. You are in control so it is up to you if you want him to fuck me. He’s been watching us since you pushed me up against the lamp post and very horny, he likes seeing my tight wet pink pussy on display and seeing you pound it, but he knows I’m with you and without your permission he can’t do anything to me himself.
You tell me to stop sucking him as you slide out my pussy; he looks up hopeful at you as you tell him he can fuck me as long as he pounds me hard like you did. He’s only too happy to do so and moves round to my back. His hand moves slowly over my arse and between my legs as his breathing quickens and his smile gets bigger, he slides two fingers deep inside me causing me to close my eyes and moan with pleasure.
He moves his fingers in a circular motion deep inside me; you lift my chin and tell me to look at you. Looking up my eyes wild with my hunger for you, you smile and tell me to suck all my juices off your cock.
As the man behind me slides his cock deep and fast inside me, pounding me like you just was, my moans now vibrating around your cock. You throw your head back and moan enjoying seeing me like this; the man behind me pulls out and comes all over my arse. You look at him to say
“Leave us!”
you stand me up and turn me so my back is up against the lamp post, you lift me behind my knees and tell me to wrap my legs around you as you kiss me hard and thrust deep into me. Moving in slow deep movements, you hear me moaning into your mouth as you thrust your tongue inside, pulling away to say
“Time to come babe!”
You move a little faster, grinding your cock deep inside me with each inward stroke, you feel my muscles tightening, your hand tangled in my hair and holding my head back as you kiss your way down my neck.
I scream loud as I cum, my juices dribbling around your cock
“that’s it baby let go” you say thrusting harder as another release hits me my muscles tightening again squeezing your cock and making you pop like warm champagne.
These are based on text messages between me and a friend,
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Harry Potter – Being There For Each Other
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Agent Tanya
It’s time for a new conquest.
The Elder Scrolls: Rise of the Sword-Runner *Teaser*
All of the Tags in this are all for what will come up
The Devil’s Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 2: The Sheriff of Caissa County
The Sheriff of Caissa County enjoys the changes to the world as he molests a young woman. When the Cult arrives, he’s eager to molest their nubile bodies. But the Cult isn’t about to let any man but the Ghost touch their bodies.
The Escort
This story is fantasy. As a amatuer writer, I am trying different themes. I hope you enjoy it.
K-9 Fun
A little puppy play
Amariel’s Adventures: Chapter 4, The Worst Race
I hope you enjoy the third installment. I am truly sorry for the formatting mishap that made chapter three have no themes, and chapter 2 hard to read.
My Cock Hungry Sister-In-Law II
It’s great to have your sister-in-law as a fuck buddy
Tim, the Teenage Part V
Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.
