*spoiler*: A multi-part story that goes from rape, to consensual torture and slavery, with an happy ending.Lilly was walking slowly down an dark alley. The place was filthy. Dirty ground, some bins, trash, and a never drying paddle of water in the middle. All windows from the alley side were either covered or dark. The only light in the alley was coming from the main road from which she was walking. From the map on her phone, she knew the alley ended with a turn, and went to another major road. But she could not see the turn yet.
— “Hey baby. Where you’re heading?” — A voice said behind her.
— “Oh. You startled me.” — She said turning. — “I’m just passing.”
— “Maybe we can help, if you’re searching for something.” — another voice said as two men emerged from behind a bin.
The men weren’t some homeless guys living in the alley, but they weren’t clean either. They were big, hard working, men, probably in their sixties.
— “No. I know my way. Thank you.” — She replied politely.
— “You don’t look like you know your way.” — One of the men grabbed her arm.
— “Please. I’m just passing by.” — She said, looking to the ground.
— “Nice phone you have there.” — Said the other man, taking the phone out of her hand.
— “Hey. Please, it’s mine.” — She said getting more worried.
— “Of course it’s yours.” — said the men — “We are no thieves” — he smiled — “We just would not want you to call anybody” — he said opening the phone with a quick move and taking out the battery and the SIM card.
She instinctively tried to grab it, but was shoved by the other man to the brick wall of the alley. The man grabbed her by her neck and held her to the wall.
— “Please” — she started to said, and the man placed the finger on her lips.
— “Shh. Let it happen.” — he said squeezing her throat — “And maybe we’ll let you live.”
She was petrified. She could not move or make a sound. The man lowered his hand, leaning his face closer to her. Looking into her eyes all the time, he shoved his hand up her skirt. She tried to stop him by closing her legs, but he was too strong. And every time she tried to fight him in any way the grip on her neck was becoming unbearable. The big hand, with thick fingers, was roaming freely under her skirt. Her panties were first shoved to the side, but after some time, the man just ripped them off of her with one single tug.
His fingers quickly found their way between her pussy lips, massaging her, and then slowly inside of her hole.
— “Please. No.” — She whispered.
The man smiled, and took his hand off her crotch. A brief moment of hope for the girl was soon broken by the same hand, catching her shirt and pulling it forcefully down. One side ripped, and the other just slid off her shoulder.
— “Look, Sam. She doesn’t have her tits yet.” — He said to his friend, they both laughed.
Even in this situation, she was hurt by this comment. She tried to cover her exposed nipples with her arm, but it was quickly smacked by the man.
— “Try that again and I’ll break your arm.” — The man said and started to squeeze her small breast and fondle her nipple.
— “Please. Don’t hurt me.” — She said, her voice trembling from fear.
— “We’re not going to hurt you little one. As long as you’ll be a good girl.” — he said — “What’s your name?”
— “Nice. I’m Hank, and this is Sam.” — he responded — “Nice to meet you.”
She looked at them, not knowing what they want. Suddenly she felt the grip on her throat tighten.
— “I said: Nice to meet you”
— “Nice …” — she started — “Nice to meet you”
— “Nice to meet you, sir.”
— “Good. Now.” — he loosen his grip — “Are you gonna be a good girl?”
— “Ye… yes.” — she mumbled.
— “Are you gonna be a good girl and suck us off?”
A new force came into her, and she shouted:
— “No way in hell” — and spat on the man shoes.
Just as she did that, she realized it was a horrible idea. Before she could react, the man slapped her face so hard, he cut her lip and she fell to the ground. She scratched her elbows and knees on the hard pavement, and as she was getting on all four, she felt a kick in the stomach. She felt like the kick lifted her off the ground, and she landed again on the hard pavement, soaking her ripped cloths in the dirty water.
— “Hurting also works for us.” — the man said, and the two men started to kick her.
The kicked her all over her legs, her stomach, back, and even her face. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but it didn’t help. When they finally stopped, she was curled like a fetus, with a bleeding nose and bruises. She then felt one of the men take her hands stretching them. The other man straighten her legs. Her top was ripped and was mostly around her waist, as was her skirt. The man by her legs, knelt and grabbed both of her legs in one hand. This hand was huge, and he held her knees to her torso with ease. Her pussy and ass were completely exposed, and the man started to play with her.
The other man, Hank, knelt over her face, putting his full weight of his legs over her arms. He then unzipped his pants, and took his cock out. It was huge. And it was just in her face. He first humped his dick and balls over her face a few times, and then grabbed forcefully the hair on the back of her head, and pulled her head back. He pulled so hard, top of her head was now painfully pushed to the pavement. Even if she tried, she would not be able to keep her mouth closed in this position. Her mouth gaped open, and he places his dick in it. He then caught one of her extended nipples, and pinched it hard, making the girl scream. As she started to scream and arch her body, he pushed his dick deep into her mouth, going all the way into her throat.
His cock was so big, it choked her completely, cutting off air. His balls landed on her eyes and nose. He then retracted a bit and shoved the big fat dick even further. Each thrust she tried to catch her breath, while the man fucked her face hard. After some moments of nearly constant panic inducing suffocation, the man laid himself on her small body, grabbed her head with both hands, and fucked her mouth until an orgasm. When he came, she pushed himself so deep he dislocated the girl’s jaw. He held her until he deposited all his cum directly in her belly, while she frantically shook underneath him, fighting for air. Finally he released her, and she gasped catching her violated face and throat.
Only then, she noticed that the man at her legs, had two fingers up her pussy and one in her ass. He was fucking them in and out, grinning.
— “Wait. I’ll fix it.” — The man said, while she was trying to understand what happened with her jaw.
She felt a hard slap on her face, and heard a clunk of bone jumping to the right place.
— “Nice, Sam. You’re a real doctor.” — The other man laughed — “You should thank the man for being so nice to you.” — He said — “Fingering your pussy, while you were busy sucking me off. And fixing your jaw for you. Real trooped Sam is.”
Sam didn’t wait for her response, and just unzipped his pants, and took out his cock. He took the girl by the hair and pulled her head to his crotch.
This time the girl kept her mouth shut. Behind her, Hank took some wire from the ground, and tied her hands behind her back with it. Then he took off his belt, and smacked her ass. He then started to whip her back and legs, until she opened her mouth. Sam caught her head with both hands and shoved his dick deep, and started to fuck himself with her mouth. If she thought her compliance would end her torment, she was mistaken. She felt the belt land on her legs yet again. She lost count on how many times she was hit, but she knew some of the wounds were open by the time the man finished in her mouth. The two men stood up and started to whisper in a distance while she laid on the ground.
— “So, what do we do with her now?”
— “I know a good place to dispose of the body, just beside the river”
— “That is good thinking. But do we play with her a bit more, before we off her?”
— “No reason not to, but I would tape her mouth first, so she would not scream, while we gut her.”
— “I have some duck tape in the car. I also have a crow bar that would fit perfectly in that cunt.” — the man said with a vile smile and left.
While Sam was gone Hank stood tall over the girl and smiled at her.
— “Please, sir, I won’t say anything. Please just …” — she started to beg.
He lifted his heavy shoe and stomped hard on her face, breaking her nose and hitting her head on the hard concrete.
— “Shut the fuck up.” — He said, just as Sam came back.
They taped her mouth shut, and then one of them sat again over her face, and the other held her legs spread-eagled. Hank (who was sitting on her) took the hooked end of the crow bad, and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. As she cried inside the tape, underneath him, he moved it around, until it found the mark, and slowly made it’s way into her hole. The crow bar wasn’t thick, but this end was flattened and was quite rough also. It scratched her vaginal walls as it was pushed in with each twist and turn Hank did. Finally the whole section was up her pussy and the bend was laying comfortably on her crotch, and the main arm of the crow bar was on her belly. Not comfortably for her, of course. Then, they taped the metal rod onto her torso with same duck tape, and covered it with what was left of her top. They stood up, and lifted her, so that she would stand. Her face was bloody, her hands were tied, and she was standing awkwardly, as she had a big piece of metal shoved up her pussy. The two men smiled.
Sam, took the wire off her hands, wanting to tie them also with duck tape in front of her, but as soon as he did that, she grabbed the nearest bin and tipped it over between herself and the two men. As there was some serious filth in it, the two men instinctively jumped back. The girl took this opportunity and ran to the other end of the alley.
— “There is no way to run” — Sam said, as they calmly started to walk behind her.
She came to the end of the alley, the turn she saw on the map was nowhere to be seen.
— “Here, here, little kitty …” — Hank mocked her, while caving in on her.
Suddenly she noticed that there is a gap between buildings, which was hard to spot in the dim light. Most of it was covered with some planks, but there was a small opening. But she was small. She could fit. Quickly, without thinking twice, she slipped through the hole, into a narrow gap between the buildings, and ran. “They would not be able to follow.” she thought, and she was right. The men tried their best. After some time they had to stop, as they knew that the girl would sooner or later alert somebody and it would be best if they would not be found in the alley.
After — If you want to read Part 2
She found some enclosed spot in the next alley. She was full of emotions, and when she finally knelt, she started to sob quietly. She was hurt, frightened that they would kill her, and above all, frightened that she would let them. She felt sore, helpless, but also she felt more horny then anytime in her short life. She felt damaged. In all ways possible. And as she sobbed, as she felt all the wounds on her young body, still the heel of her foot found it’s way between her buttocks and pushed the crow-bar even further. The pain burned anew, but at the same time, she the intense feeling of her clit on the cold and hard metal.
She woke up from her daydreaming, and shuddered. She started quickly to get the tape off her body. As she didn’t have any hair to pull out, ripping off the tape proven to be not so painful. Pulling out the crowbar, was a different thing. First she tried to do it delicately, but it was too painful. So placed a folded piece of cardboard between her teeth, grabbed the thing with both hands, and pulled it out in one smooth motion. It stung as hell, and she cried into her make-shift gag, but at least it was quick. The crowbar was bloody. Blood was also dripping out of her pussy. She didn’t know how much of it was from breaking her hymen, and how much was just from scratching her insides.
She used the water from a nearby puddle to clean her skin of all the blood. She knew it wasn’t very hygienic, but she would clean herself properly when she would come back home. She wrapped up the crowbar in some paper to carry it home. She knew it was risky, but she was not prepared to part with it yet. She fixed her clothes as best she could and she plugged her pussy with a piece of cloth. Then she looked at her reflection in a piece of glass that was laying around in the alley. She didn’t look bad. You could see some swelling on her nose, but nothing which would make people stop her and ask her questions. Her general appearance probably would, but she was planning to go fast enough for the people not to notice her.
She thrown the duct tape pieces into a bin, took the wrapped crowbar, and sped out of the alley onto the main road, and she half walked half ran all the way to her house.
At home she hid her package, together with her blood stained clothes under her bed, then went to the bathroom naked. She locked the door, as her mom would be back soon. In the bathroom she admired her body in a full length mirror. She traced all her wounds with her fingers. She brushed her small breasts with the tips of her fingers, and then suddenly crashed them with her hands, and pinched her nipples hard. She gasped with pleasure. She then took a long hot shower, and spent most of it playing with herself. She came three times, and by the end of it she was sitting exhausted on the bottom of the shower, with her back against the wall, and water running over her hair, face and body.
When she finally regained strength, she came out of the shower, and towelled herself off. She then sat on the toilet and disinfected all of her wounds. Most of them could be easily covered with clothes. She only had to explain her broken nose to her parents. But that wasn’t a problem. She wasn’t bullied or anything at school, so her parents will easily believe it was an accident.
Even after the shower, most of her body was aching. She also had sore throat. She was surprised she didn’t vomit when the man forced his dick up there. But she just assumed her young body was more able to accommodate any weird stretching and stuffing. In the next few days, it kind of proven itself, as her body healed very quickly.
In the coming days, she experimented a lot. It was like some curiosity was woken in her. She trained her throat on any object she considered good for that, as long as nobody was watching. She found out that her initial rape made her nearly completely loose her gag reflex. She wasn’t certain she had one in the first place, as she didn’t really try to put anything there previously. She used carrots, sausages, even her mother’s dildo she knew she was hiding in the cupboard. And when she was at school she purposely placed her pen on the back of her throat to desensitize it even more. She also tried putting things in her bum. Her pussy was off limits. In all things that was done to her, and she done to herself, she considered putting anything in her pussy by herself as wrong.
She cleaned the crowbar with soap, and the with bleach, as she heard in the movies, that it removes any evidence. She also bleached and hand-washed her clothes, before fixing them. She liked some handiwork, and her mom had a sewing machine, so she transformed the rip in her top, into a a nicely finished gap with rivets, and laced it up with a shoestring. She didn’t want to throw them out. She wanted to wear them to school, only her knowing what they reminded her of.
Finally tricking my mom into being in a helpless position and exposed. My pussy being pleased as my darkest kinks comes to life in from of my eyes as my mom’s small body feels her first BBC.My mom. A 5 foot 3, 100 pound woman who has never been near a black man sexually probably cause her body has no room for maybe 6-8 inches.
Well I want us to he laid side by side on the edge of a bed. Both of us with our hands cuffed to our sides
Our legs cuffed by the ankles to bars holding them wide open and in the air. As ropes are used to keep our hips from moving maybe a few inches to each side as we prep our minds and bodies for the train we are about to experience together.
As the first two men walk in. A muscular toned white man and a huge body building black man with a very noticeable bulge in his shorts as the room is quiet till my mom notices the white man approaches my hips and grabs onto my hips and begins fucking me. She then freaks out “Oh hell no! I can’t and won’t take a black guy! I already told everyone—” as her mouth is shut up and cut short by the black man forcing a ball gag into her mouth and staring down into her eyes as his deep voice trembles even my bones “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle…yeah fucking right” as he grabs the lube and puts a huge amount of it in his palm as he drops his shorts and exposes the worse nightmare for my mom but fills me with glee and causes my pussy to get wetter. This man has to be at least 10 inches. Vein covered and already fully erect as his cock stands up straight as his hand grasp it and covers it in lube till it shines and glistens as he grips my mom’s hips, pulls her as close to the edge of the bed as possible and she panics far more as he grips his cock again and guides it between he thighs, His enormous head slipping between her exposed and defenseless pussy’s slit. Untill she feels his cock pass her trembling pussy and more south. Mom looks wide eyed down at his abs and hips and screams into her gag as his hips begins inching forward. Hips filled with muscle, balls filled with lust for white sluts and hot cum and eyes without care as I moan loudly at the site “This is going to be a very long and I guess dark and thick train mom!” as I moan over and over as his hips inch forward enough for his thick throbbing head to finally shove her clenched asshole apart. letting my mom feel her first touch of anal sex as her asshole spreads open and his cock quickly slides in as her hole wraps around every curve of just his head and he moans and bites his lip as he looks down at her and smiles as he wraps his hands around her belly, his hands nearly reaching finger to finger around her as his eyes roll back and he continues forcing more lubed thick dark inches into her unexplored and unwilling inner ass. His shaft begins opening her inner asshole and she fights with all her strength against the cuffs but nothing changes. As both me and the white stud fucking me remain locked on what’s going down on the other end of the bed. As a very slow and I’d imagine painful 60 seconds pass for my mom till the final throbbing and bowel realigning inch sinks into her. Mom is forced to feel not open her asshole getting stretched apart but feels his solid cock’s head plunging up inside her. Forcing her bowels to straighten, moving any organ in the way to the side, and impaling her. His hips press against hers and he squeezes her belly, He admires the new bump that is now visible on her stomach, as it outlines is shaft and disappears near the top of her pussy. As soon as her heads falls back onto the bed and she grunts in pain she quickly switches to screaming into the gag as saliva covers her chin and he starts using his powerful hips that drawfs mom’s body to start fucking her. Sliding nearly every inch out before he bucks forward and plunges inside her against as he moans in pleasure and mutters “I swear I can feel the sluts bowels forcefully being unraveled and straighten to swallow me” as he picks up the pace and within 10 mins both men in this room are showing no mercy or concern for the hole they are using, they are only caring about having thier dicks cum and leaving, as a slapping sound mixed with the low moans of two powerful men fill the room. And within 20 minutes of the slapping noice coming from my mom every second passes a powerful grunt hits me so I look over just in time to see him wrap his hand around her throat and grips onto her. As he uses all his might he shoves his hips against hers as he collapses onto her, making her pretty much disappear under his huge body. As his huge cock is completely buried inside her and her feet frantically kick at her restraines and he hands are pulling with all her might against her cuffs. As a huge load of cum gets deposited nearly a foot up her asshole. Far too deep to leak out in time as he pulls out. Surprisingly my mom’s abused ass wasn’t yanked inside out by the force of his cock leaving her stomach. Pulls his shorts up and walks out as a similar looking black man walks in right behind him.
Mom’s next man is similar to her 1st. Built, sturdy, tall. Without saying a word we walks up between her legs. Undones his pants and as they drop he lays his half erect cock onto her stomach as he presses thier hips together. In a low and deep voice says “I’m going to fucking love this. Been to long since I ruined a white bitch’s pussy”. He holds the bottle of lube over his cock and squeezes a line of it from tip to base. Then he wraps his hand around his cock and begins to spread it. His hand running up and down his cock slowly evolves into him tightly gripping his cock and jerking himself. His black nuts being pressed against mom’s pussy lips as he moans while jerking his cock. Within minutes his cock grows in length, expands in girth as it hardens more and more. With a few more strokes his cock grows to completion, his round head reaching past her belly button and his shift looking nearly soda thick on top of her stomach. He pulls his hips back and grips himself midshaft as he aims his thick and throbbing cock’s head right upto my mom’s pussy’s slit.
My mother’s pussy……She has deliciously plump lips that perfectly round up and together, meeting and pressing together forming a near perfect innie cunt. Her thick lips slightly conceal her small and tender clit sitting atop her slit. She has smooth, flawless white skin. With a thin line of hair straight down the middle stopping right at her clit.
The sight of the black man’s new white slut’s pussy causes his cock to uncontrollably throb and pulse in sync with his heartbeat. He begins to work his way into her cunt that basically feels like a virgin to him. He admires the sight of he white lips slowly but surely being spread apart, her lips spreading cause rolls to form on the skin of them. As the lining of her inner lips is stretched more and more by just the tip of her 2nd ever BBC. His eyes remain locked on her wide open, exposed, defenseless and untouched by a black pussy. “So sexy….so sexy….so tight, nearly virgin tight, so smooth and pink. You white slut’s have the best fuck holes”. As mom and her man both feel a ‘pop’ that rocks her body. His cock finally forced it’s head past her outer lips and is now tightly wrapped in her tight pussy’s walls. He places his hand on the top of her slit as his thumb violently begins rubbing her now visible clit. He leans over and gets inches from her faces and uses his other hand to remove the gag and immediately locks lips with her. He begins kissing her deeply as I can hear her moaning and grunting into her mouth. As he groans and his cock’s shaft begins flexing back and forth. As his hips slowly creep forward and inch by brutal inch is forced into her tiny pussy. His cock feeling like he’s pushing through multiple walls inside her white slit. He wraps his hand around her neck, squeezes, pushes her down using his weight as she sinks into the bed as he’s choking her. And leans by up and sadistically grins and says “I’m out of mercy slut”. Mom, now free to speak quickly pleads “Please no! I’m way too small and shallow for that-“. He tightens his grip on her neck, silencing her begging. Then begins to violently and forcefully shoves harder and harder. His cock’s nearly rips her cunt open as inch by painful inch is plunging up into her. As with once final brutal thrust his cock slams through her last, deepest walls and his finally gets to feel his huge black cock’s being embraced completely to the base by her pussy.
Then the room is once again filled with the grunts and light moans of two men. As my mom is constantly gasping for air then using all of it to groan and nearly scream in pain. Each thrust in rattles her body, his enormous head pushes up inside her pussy and beyond as her belly bulges above her belly button. Each powerful, deep and merciless thrust forming that bulge. Untill nearly 30 minutes of pounding passes her 2nd BBC is buried to the hilt and empties his black nuts ball deep inside her brutalized, fertile pussy.
the story continues how my mom was gangraped by various groups some even establishing it as a weekly to be followed.
[Please read part 1]
P.S. comments are always welcomed.i took some of her nude pics and went out for searching potential gangbangers. it was fairly easy considering we lived in a place close to teh red light area, as soon as i wandered inside the lane, i saw a group of 5 black men checking out the models like perverts. two of them wer looking like beasts with biceps bigger than my thighs, another was a fatso and teh rest two wer average though all of them wer easily bigger than me from all angles. each seemed to be able to land punches meant to make any one unconcious. two of them wer trying to tease n touch every model and wer getting scolded. they wer having fun but seemed to have no money. i crossed the road and intercepted them n said hey guys need a fuckhole tonight? they wer highly drunk n laughed saying you look like a dude, you’re the pimp? i said somewhat like that without delay i showed mom’s nude pics, their mouth was all open, all they wer seeing wer boobless assless same looking models and dint have money to fuck them too and suddenly they see a naked beauty. they said she must be costly man, one of them said if even she exists and youre nt bluffing n laughed, i said she does exist and you can have her for free. they wer still laughing and said okk suppose we believe you whats the catch, i said i want her to be gang raped furiously. they wer scared for a bit and said hey hey man we ll pass we dnt want trouble, i said dnt wry there is no trouble, infact she will welcome you with blowjobs. they said then why rape, i said we are kinky guys and i want to see her in as much pain as possible, beating, biting, hair pulling and any torture.. they stopped me and said yeah got it nothing of those.. i said wrong i want all of those. if you guys give her proper pain i will give you money instead when you are done. one of them said man i said we shud have taken those roofies just in case, i said what are those now, they sadi those are rape drugs and make anyone go crazy in sex.. its taken for people planning a brutal gangrape.. most cases the girl dies. i said hey thats teh only rule.. she shudnt die. yeah man fcourse we are here for a trip not murder. i took out some money and gave it to the guy taking abt roofies and said bring soem of those roofies and meet teh rest of us at this address, i gave him teh address and took the rest of them as i went to the room. i made them sit and poured some liquor. mom saw them and came out shy in a one piece with her long shiny hair all combed up. i went to her gave her a tight slap and said why do you need this dress now, i tore the dress as she was standing, she tried to hide her boobs as i said her to sit between them, they wer quick to start fondling with them.
by the time, the fifth guy also returned and said he said it takes half an hr to take effect, i poured another drink and all five took the drug. i said before anything let me see if you understood teh conditions, show me how you pull the hair, a guy held mom’s hair gently jerking it and licking her neck. i said a how to beat her, mom was scared for a bit but one of them gave her a slap which dint seem to feel anythng. i said no thats nt how i want it all. the guy left her hair and i pulled it as tightly as i could to bend her head backwards and make her moan before landing a big slap. she fell down on the ground with a thud, i picked up her hair and stepped on her right boobs. i was crushing her right boobs under my feet while pulling her head as tightly as i could with her hair. they wer already stone hard and salivating, and one said let me try, he took my exact position crushing her right boob while pulling her hair by the right hand itself, he then picked up her leg and streched it onto his shoulder while mom let out a very big moan, he started inserting his big black dick in her pussy. not even half was in and mom was screaming and twiching like mad. then he fucked her for some time before one of them reminded man wait for half an hr and we can fuck the bitch for 4 hrs straight. he left her on the ground n said yeah bro i ll tear her apart. one of them said please tie her like you showed in pics. i said sure, i took mom to the bedroom dragging her by her hair, she dint say anything ecept some occasional hmmf. i tied her up exactly as i fucked her before, hands behind, legs to the corners of room, hair streched from the ceiling with rope but made some improvement. i amde the rope go through the ceiling hook and tied it at the shelf nearby so that it acts like a pulley and can be adjusted to height and i also tied her boobs so that they we were like two red baloons on teh verge of blasting, she was already in excruciating pain. i ignored her moans n adjusted her ropes to make it high enough allow space for just one person to sleep on the and fuck her remaining hole from below. i came out and called them, i showed them the kitchen and bathroom incase they got creative and then came to bedroom and said, there is your bitch ready to be raped and beaten up for 4 hrs. remember the more she screams all night the more money you get, mom was trembling with fear, i cud see her trying to look back but failing, i asid goodnight guys enjoy the slut, imagine you are the devil and make her see hell. they laughed and closed the door as i went off to sleep in the lounge.
i was woke up in teh morning by one of them. his name was wutan, i went with him to see mom and was stunned for a sec, her hair rope was probably opened and reattached quite higher and her legs rather knees wer tied to her hands at teh back so that her legs wer streched, her toes wer a feet above ground and she was wholly suspended by her hair, her boob knots wer loose for one side and as her body slowly rotated i cloud see the bloody swollen red beating marks on mom’s whole body especially the boobs face and ass, at some places the skin cracked and some blood was there but not more than her face, her lips n nose wer bleeding. the main innovation they brought wer the pins piecered in her swollen boobs and burn black ciggaratte stub marks on her boobs and ass. thankfully her face only had swollen slap marks i dint want her to look bad for what was waiting for her. i went near her and checked her breathing with a scared and throbbing heart.. she was just unconcious. they had put a soda bottle completely inside her ass only a little bit was out. i came out lit up a cigg and gave them the money. they saw and got very happy, wutan said man if you seriously have no problem sharing her why dont you make her work in a glory hole.. i knew what that is and asked how? he said i knw a place where they will give you enough to stay here for another month just by making her work mayb 4-5 hrs a day. i said okk man i ll call you once i think of that, he also said man she is most sexy bitch i ever saw my tribe wud fuck her day and night without a break for a week before giving it a rest. i said thats good i will arrange it for sure. they wer ashtnished and said dnt wry man your rules will be properly explained and you will get all the videos along with gaurantee for her food and proper and extensive torture schedule. i laughed and said okk man i will call you for the dates. as soon as they took thier leave i came back and saw mom in amaze, she was beaten up to a pulp and was still unconcious and suspended. i collected teh tape from the camera i fit in earlier and played it on tv before opening her lose. i opened all the ropes and she moaned slightly.. she dint have the energy to properly moan. i lifted her up and put her on bed belly up. i pulled her dangle to dangle on teh edge on bed which faced teh tv. i arranged and combed her hair and slapped her back to conciousness. she looked at me upside down as her head was dangling and said good morning.. mike.. i was amazed at her resilience. i said good morning mom you enjoyed the night? she said with her remaining strength they wer a bit rough.. but its okk.. if thats what you want.. mike? i said yeah.. she said you dint even see it.. why do you like it.. i said no mom your wrong time for you to see some of my kinks that wer not covered in the porn collection, i switched on teh tv and pushed my dick in her mouth. i could see the reflection of tv in teh mirror.
they first came in and took positions instanteniously.. the fatso went for her mouth holding and smelling her streched mane, she could barely take it as he gagged her till others inserted. wutan took the table below and put in her pussy while eating her boobs and another heavy guy put her dick in her ass with a lot difficulty, mom was screaming while being gagged, twitching with excruciating pain as they laughed at teh blood that came because of his dick in her ass. teh other two werstroking one even tried fucking her armpit. her first geniune scream was heard for some fleeting moments when teh fatso finished in her mouth and took his dick out, she screamed and threw leaked some of teh cum out as a result and teh fatso got angry and slapped her hard enough, the guys exchanged and fucked all mom’s holes, her hair sometimes in control of the mouth fucker and sometime the ass fucker. after sometime they opened teh ropes to her legs and tied as i found her, they sandwiched her as she bounced between them in air all suspended by her hair, then they took a break and lit up ciggarrettes while one of them was playing around with her hair rope pulley arrangement giving jerks making her scream liek a pig, the fatso and wutan beat teh shit out of her during that time before stubbing the ciggarrettes in her boobs and ass, i was forwarding some of it as i got to teh part where they dragged her with her hair and slapped her, they made her give them boob jobs while her hair was in 5 parts one with every guy pulling her head in every direction and she obidiently sucked teh cock towiards where teh pull was maximium. after teh sucking they even dragged her around while kicking her boobs and ass like football. teh fatso once took hold of her hair and just slammed her like washing clothes thankfully on the bed but oh my what it must have hurt. after some playing around they again tied her up like i found her and now the real thing started, one guy fucked her ass while wutan pieced her boobs with board pins he found from the drawer, he was extremely slow and mom screamed like hell during that, i paced my throatfuck and gagged her whiel i beat her boobs with teh pins still there, mom twiched with pain but i continued beating her pin stdded boobs, some even started bleeding, then i stopped and slowly pulled out teh pins one by one as i saw how they inserted bottles in her ass during teh last when they wer bored.
i finally held mom’s boobs like joysticks crushing them and throatfucking her till i came. i gagged her till i was all out and then took her to teh bathroom, i made her stand in cold shower as she dint have proper strength to stand, teh cold water was making her do sounds of aah, ouch, uff i kissed her and applied soap and shampoo. i again fucked her in doggystyle holding her wet hair under the shower and finally cleaned her up. i used the hair dryer to make her hair semi wet and then took her to bed. she was silent all along. in bed she hugged me and said do you hate me mike? i hugged her with love she deserved it after all she went through. i said mom i love you with all i have, this torture and urge to see you getting raped and beaten just gets me turned on and this is how my sexual love is. she snuggled and said okk but teh videos? will you post them too? i said mom ohh dnt tempt me, she said you want me to be a slut? what abt teh people in our society and your frnds. i said mom who can say will keep quite once they get free fuck sessions. she kept quite. i said mom asked you consent before every step but yeah this is where you showed your concern and i will draw the line here. i kissed her forehead n said i will not post teh videos untill you say ur ready for that life, but yeah all that consent asking it ends here, whatever u faced in the last 24 hrs will be ur life, this is teh last consent i am asking you.. do you still want to be my sex slave mom? she yes but.. i said what.. she said i also want moments like this when you are hugging me with love kissing my forehead, it mayb once in a month thats fine. i said dnt wry mom u ll get it quite often but fcourse when you get a break from all the fucking and torture. she said if i will get it then i am ready for whatever my master demands of me next. we slept for some time till i got a call and i let her sleep to go attend the call. it was teh shady guy who gave me the pills. he was furious and said you promised and my boys are waiting since afternoon to pick her up at teh place decided. i said het man just give her once day rest and take her tommorow.. he got furious and said boy are you playing with me? my boys need a vaigan and if they dnt get it they will tear her apart in ur room itself. i said man man i have a better offer for you. tommrow if friday take her at night and keep her all teh weekend. return her on sunday night or even monday. he said my boys will be like hungry wolves if i say this to them. i said its better i want her to be raped as badly as possible just dnt kill her. he said okk fine. i said tom same place, at 5pm i will leave her to go somewhere and you pick her up, dnt say you know me just enjoy teh weekend and rape her till your boys are all satisfied. he said man thats fine but in weekend my boys are not alone and will have frnds over, may even have some police over, she will be fucked nuts by atleast 30 people. i said teh more the better. he laughed and cut the call.
when mom woke up we spent time smoking weed and ordering food, she also gave me a good blowjob and deep throat while i oiled her hair and combed it. i made mom turn around and sit on my dick, i ass fucked her gently while hugging her from behind feeling her hair on my face and chest. i asked her if she liked it, she said m a bits ore but i love it. after that we watched some more movies and went to bed again for a quick fuck session and scuddling afterwards till we slept talking abt my crush on her. the next day i said lets go outside, she got dolled up n wore the most sexiest red ultra tight one piece which was hardly covering her ass. her boobs wer prutruding and her hair was shiny as fuck in a high pony tail extending till even more than her dress length. we went and saw some places and finally around 5 we came to near teh chemist and said mom i need some flavoured condoms you can try them, she was excited i said her to wait outside while i went in and called teh guy, he answered my boys already picked her up. i said just dnt kill her and please return her my monday please. he said yeah yeah dnt wry just collect her from the dustbin in ur hotel basement at around 7pm. i was shocked teh dustbin? he simply laughed and cut teh call and dint pick anymore. i was stressed and just went home to have some weed. i somehow passed the time for three days and aroudn 7 i went to the basement to see the dustbins are empty, i called the guy and he said we put her an hr back teh garbage truck must have taken her. i googled and booked an ola to teh nearest garbage storage, i went to see the gates wer open i rushed in to find they wer fucking mom’s half dead body with no reaction near teh garbage pile in the open. i rushed and said stop it she is my mom give her to me.. they laughed while still double pumping her and said fuck off kiddo she is our bitch.. i said i will call the police now and started dailing anything and they got scared. they said okk just give us an hr she will be at home.
i went back and waited abt 2 hrs and came down checked teh dustbin too but dint find her then i saw a very small dustbin with long hair flowing out of the cover, i ran and saw mom squeezed in somehow with the tag on her neck saying please spit. i got some wierd ideas on spot but first decided how to take her upstairs. i left her there to find two hotel staff and gave them money after saying my mom was kidnapped and is now in teh dustbin all naked, they helped me bring her to room only with a staff coat. she was smelling like dog shit, the boys said we cant take her in lift while smelling like this, let us take her to our room and we will wash her properly before taking her up. the way they wer touching her i knew they also wanted to fuck her. i went up and came down after two hrs to find them and they said please wait sometime she is being dried up. his frnd was just giggling while some other boys came out of teh room and two others went in. i said mom is here? they said no no fcourse not. i just went up and waited finally after 4 hrs they came in with a big cardboard parcel, i opened it to find mom, they said sry she was unconcious and we had to do this.. also many people knw abt this and are going to create a fuss. i said my mom was kidnapped what do you want. he said nothing sir we also want to solve this peacefully seeing that you are probably going to stay long.. so we wer thinking of having ur mother entertain us on saturdays. entertain as in? i asked. he smiled and said sir come on you know sexually. i was stunned and said how many does this “us” comprise of. we generally have a small party type thing with some 10-12 staff members. i just nodded n he went. mom was still unconcious. i made her sleep on bed and myself slept too. in the morning she woke up and held me crying.. she asked are you happy mike? i was raped over and over again by over 50 men and they all beat me up. they made me fuck strangers in the middle of road. i dont even knw how i got here. i said mom i know it was very bad. dnt wry you are safe now. she cuddled and slept again. for two days i dint let her get up from bed, brought her soup and food also weed while we watched movies and i occasionally took a blowjob only when she did it out of her own. on thrusday i said mom abt the whole dustbin garbage pickers and hotel staff thing n how she had to go fuck them on saturdays. she reluctantly said yes.. but you wnt even be seeing it.. it wud be worthless like i was raped last weekend. i know you want to see me raped if you want you can some people and i can do it today and mayb take some rest before going saturday.
Its a story about my and mom’s vacation where i made a sex slave out of her using drugs.
P.S. comments are always appreciated.while smoking weed that day mom was high and laid back on the sofa after some shots. we smoke casually and sometimes also drink, its our way to cope with the loneliness after dad passed away. i normally had thots abt how sexy she was and only if she wasnt my mom. her eyes wer peacefully closed and her hair.. her beautiful hair was flowing behind the sofa over teh top, on to the ground all straight due to recent oiling. The ends of her thick shiny black hair were gently brushing the floor with the breeze from the window. Her waist n protruded boobs were adding to my perversion of her. with a calm voice mom said lets go somewhere. i was too busy imagining things to understand her and just said yeah. she opened her eyes and said m serious, its the spring break both of us have a holiday, lets be mother and son before being teacher and student again, lets dip in your dad’s funds n go for a tour for a month. i said ok mom but where. she said you choose we can go to bangkok if you want, booze n girls too u know she winked. i said come on which mom says things like that and went over to make another bong shot. she leaned on infront of my face and said comeon i know u hav ur hormones shouting out for it. her hair flowing from the fron with her sexy face, she dint knew my hormones wer crying out for her only. i said fine check the tickets. she was super excited and kissed me on my cheeks with a hug, her boobs made me uncomfortable though i silently enjoyed for the while it lasted. this kind of intimacy and sex appeal was quite common and always kept me frustrated, maybe this only made me a sadist always watching gangbang, bondage and hair torture videos. That night i finally said screw it and first time in life i crossed the line and jerked imagining how i wud tie her up and throatfuck her while oiling and combing her hair. it felt good as opposed to how i thot it wud make me feel guilty.
next week we started shopping and getting all ready for bangkok. mom bought too many one piece n stylish bras for beach while i kept suggesting her the most sexy ones as if i wud tear them myself n fuck her crazy. while we wer on the plane she slept on my shoulders and i was controlling my hands from reaching out to caress her sweet smelling hair. finally i did it and she dint mind. after sometime she strainghtened up and i went straight to the toilet to jerk off. Once we reached there we settled in the room and before i thot of anything mom said we need to find weed. mom was getting addicted to weed and alcohol now a days. i said best lets go to some pub and i ll ask around. we went to a pub and had some drinks after which i noticed a shady guy to whom people went and dealt something secretly. i said mom dnt look i think i got a possible contact. her eyes brightened up and she said ok go go.
i went to the counter near him and ordered a whiskey. he suddenly said looking for something i guess. i smirked and turned to him, he was looking towards my mom with lust, i turned to see mom and saw she is looking stunning in her black dress, her hair open falling from the other side complemented with her shiny earring. her thighs and boobs wer both looking chewable. i regained my composure saying weed, you have some? he laughed and said boy u got a smoking hot fuckhole waiting and you want weed. i smirked again, he said fcourse i got some but i also have something better for sex. i said its not like that we wnt have sex. he laughed saying wnt or cant man, i said somewhat like that. he said boy you are in bangkok, you got a girl you can fuck, that too such a hot bitch demands sex. he said ever heard of extacy.. i said yeah i heard its good. he said yeah its much better than weed, i have some thing that will ensure you will fuck tonight, or even make her beg to do so. i laughed and said she wud never. he asked and why is that. i said she is my mom. he was stunned for a sec and then burst out laughing saying its fine we see a lot of guys coming here to fuck thier sisters or aunts, though mom is rare but seeing her i must say oh fuck you shud. i thot for a sec and said yeah leave it just give me some weed and extacy. we made the deal and while leaving he said you know where to find me, if you change your mind i have a special offer. i said out of curiousity and what is it, he said free drugs for two hrs with her. i laughed and ignored him.
i went back and said i got the stuff and she got ready to leave ryt away. we went home and smoked the stuff, she said lets do the extacy tom. i said fine. i had booked a suite with a hallroom and 1 bedroom with kitchen, i said okk mom get some sleep i ll also go n sleep too tired. she insited come on dnt be shy just sleep here no need to sleep on the couch after getting a suite. i agreed with an unease. all night i barey slept with her sweet smelling hair speard near my face. after she slept i caressed it and slowly stroked my cock while making sure she dint wake up but she did somehow and i acted like sleeping. she slept again but i was fully frustrated by now. i wanted to fuck her so much and the shady guys words were echoing in my ears.
next day we went for a sightseeing and decided to call it a day. while returning i said mom i guess i dropped the extacy somewhere. she said what now, i said you go back to hotel i ll bring some more. i went back this time for the better stuff. seeing me the guy was smirking already. he said so you put some thot to my idea i guess. i said yeah i want it teh best one, the one which will make her beg me. he said i also have something that will make your mom ur permanent sex slave. my eyes wer wide open. i said how. he took me outside and said lets smoke some weed while discussing, we smoked some in his car and he said listen boy this is an illegal drug and quite expensive, i said that fine. he said not just money i n my boys need her for a night after the course of meds or my boys will straight away pick her up from ur suite and maybe kill you before making a slut out of her. i felt teh danger but the idea of mom getting raped had already got me rock hard. i said tell me the process first. he said simple one pill daily two times for three days and make sure you are sleeping in the same room or bed. i said okk thats all?? better to not let her outside for those days to make her see only you and crave only for the dick teh bitch sees. i said ok done then, by teh third day if she doesnt beg you for sex, call me and take your money back but if you dont call and my boys see you both outside with significant intimacy, we will know and it wnt be good. i said what if i make a better deal. i told her my plan and he laughed out saying you motherfucker son of a bitch literally. i smirked and made the payment, took the pills for four days one day extra just in case and went to the hotel. he gave me another set of pills to be mixed with extacy if i wanted her to go unconcious for sometime while i cud enjoy her during the course.
i went back and showed her the extacy. she was very excited and i said mom i have a plan, we have a month here and this extacy is a new thing, the guy told me its best effects are shown when we inital indulgers stay at hoem for a few days and take it intermittently, she said thats a cool idea i dnt mind chilling out in teh room with drugs for 4-5 days, lets go out directly in weekend. i said yup thats great we will order and stay in. we ordered in and i mixed all three diff pills in the drink before giving it to her, i took just extacy. thank god mom is lazy enuf to never make her pegs. after two pegs she felt asleep while watching a movie, i called her up she dint respond, i then poked her and she lay like dead unconcious, teh pills wer working, i smelled her and felt her boobs, i went around teh sofa and spread her hair over teh top flowing at teh back like she sits at home. i took my time to brush my face and feel her hair, adter some playing i took my dick out and wrapped her hair around it. i started a hairjob while feeling and softly pressing her boobs. just before i got any precum i took my dick out and ran to bathroom. i jerked off a lot. i went back and watched teh movie, mom woke up abt 2 hrs later and said oh god that was some high. m still high whats teh time, i said you slept for two hrs. she said yeah now i get it, we shud enjoy this stuff for some days n fcourse we cant go out like this and laughed. we ate and went to sleep. shile sleeping suddenly she said mike mind if i hug you n sleep? i miss you dad today a lot i promise no naughty things. i said yeah yeah just dnt make it awkward. she gave me a kiss on my cheek,hugged me n slept keeping her head on my shoulder. her hair was intoxicating me but i realised moms leg was ryt over my crotch and i shudnt have an erection. i thot just go to sleep and dnt think. the next day i put my most sadistic porn collection on the desktop of my laptop in morning coz i knew she wud go see some porn if she is horny, and teh only device she knws there shud be porn in my laptop.
this continued for two days, the third night she made me caress her hair while sleeping and m damn sure was well aware of my boner. she even slowly kind of brushed it a fewtimes with her leg. that was just too much for me and i slept. teh fourth day i lost my pataince and called the guy from bathroom saying man she is not begging me its teh third day shud i come to collect the money, he said man relax just give her double dose today. i said okk and gave her two pills in breakfast juice and two in our afternoon session with extacy and the other pill. after she fell asleep i went on to my usual hairjob and boob pressing only that today i cudnt control and some of teh precum stuck on her hair and teh cum sprayed on teh ground, i realised i was also practically moulding her right boob during teh tym. i quickly cleaned up the cum from the ground and by then mom woke up, she said what are you doing i said nothing weed fell, i brought some weed and started crushing on sofa beside her, she smelled her hair and felt some unease i acted aloof. she then came near me and said u knw m nt on my periods but still my right boob is paining, i said mayb some pms issue. she then did something more, she hugged me from side pressing her boobs and what abt my hair which smells like cum. my hands wer trembling by now, she added wer you being naughty with your mom mike? i said i have no idea what you talking abt and got up, she pulled me down and straight away gave me a kiss on my lips. i cudnt control my hands and made her sit on me while i was fondling her boobs and hair, after a long kiss i said mom i think its wrong, she susshed me and said was teh boner yesterday also wrong? i said mayb. she resumed kissing me and took my hand to ver vagina, i started fingering and rubbing her wet vagina while passionately kissing her, she started moaning after some minutes and i felt she is abt to cum, i intentionally left her and said stiffly no mom this is completely wrong, she held me and said please i need you, am i not attractive? i said yes mom you are sexy as fuck but you dont knw me sexually, i have a dark side. she stood up and kissed me some more and said i knw, i have seen your porn collection and if it makes you happy i will do each and every single one of it. i said what are you talking abt, she said i know, u like gangbang, tying up and hairplay. i said i am way darker than that, she stiffly said then show me m sure i will handle anything for you.
she took me to bedroom, got undressed and got a rope from somewhere. i was mesmerized by her figure and milky boobs as she kissed me before handing the rope and scissors to me n turned around and crossing her hands at her back. i tied her hands as roughly as possible with jerks to scare her off. she giggled all the while and turned to kiss me. i kissed her and then held her face before landing a tight slap making her fall on the bed, i said u ok with this mom? she said just dont wry about me, do what ever you want, i am all yours. i said you are in such a big mess and you dont even know. i said so you think m into hairplay as i adjusted her ass in a doggystyle while her head was on the pillow downwards. she said yeah. i arranged her hair, wrapped it around my hand and said wrong, i should my dick with a big thrust into her vagina and a she moaned i pulled her hair near her head tight enough to keep her upper body in air. i started giving deadly strokes and said you see what i like with hair? she moaned ahh ahh yes ahh pull it ahh as hard ahhh u want mike ahh fuck me. after few strokes i said okk u still dont get what i like i pulled out and pulled mom by her hair as i got down the bed, her hands being tied, she fell down on the ground with a thud, before she cud soothe herself i was already dragging mom around the bed to the next room where the ropes were kept, i took the ropes and went to the washroom all the dragging her listening her moan ahh ahh, i took the comb and came back to the bedroom, i then made her kneel as i saw her boobs were red from all the dragging. i said what comes next will be 100 times more sadistic are you still ok, she said dont wry, whatever makes you happy i will do that. make me your slave and started sucking my dick hungry.
i pulled her hair and gagged mom a few times before letting her continue and i went on to comb her hair. after combing i brought a table and made her lie on it. i tied an end of the rope to the end of her neatly combed hair and got up the bed to tie the other end to the hook on the ceiling for ceiling fan. i tied it exactly so that her head is pulled up high enough for just her boobs to touch the table. she tried to adjust with an unconformable smile and i went around tied two ropes to her two legs and tied the respective other ends to the two corner shelf hooks of the room, now she was semi suspended with only her belly resting on the table, she was already in pain due to the body curvature and stretching of both her vagina and hair. i went to her mouth and gagged her holding her stretched hair, one hair holding it near her head to keep her gagged and other hand brushing on the silky shiny stretched hair. i brought put some oil on her hair at diff heights and tried combing it upwards but it was so tight that comb was not properly even going. i then left the comb and applied the oil on the outside layer of her stretched hair by hand till the top. then i mouthfucked her a bit before pulling her head away by her hair asking her do you still want to continue to see more. she said yes, i want all of your fascinations. i said mom this is the last time m asking please tell me that this is all because you are high n we will forget about all this. we still have a long holiday. she said i want that dick and will do anything it likes. i got angry and kicked the table from under her, the table slid to the end of the room and she was now completely suspended. and screamed with pain, twitching to adjust to it, biting her own lips with tears flowing from her eyes. i ruthlessly went to the backside between her suspended legs and positioned my dick on her asshole. she said mike please do it slowly i have never been ass fucked. i pushed till my penis tip went inside and she screamed, i held her suspended hair from between and pulled it backwards creating an angle, her head was twisted back and i rammed my cock in her ass, she let out a big scream while, crying, i grabbed her left boob as hardly i could and fucked her nuts enjoying her screams. with each thrust mom screamed louder. the feeling of ass fucking your sexy mom tied up in such a torturing position, pulling her hair listening to her screams rhyme with your strokes, is a feeling only a sadist motherfucker will understand. i fucked her nuts till i gave a big pull to her hair bending her half backwards and thrust as deep in her ass as i cud to blast my cum in her asshole. after twitching for a bit i straight away went to the bed and lit a cigarette looking at her face full of pain tears and even saliva, i pulled her hair to bring her head closer as she gave a big aah, and i asked her.. is it enough? or you want to see the third kind of kink i have, she was in a lot of pain but somehow managed to say, bring it.. i ll.. endure everything.. ah.. for you. i said mom today you will see hell.
i opened all her ropes and she got up to hug me, i hugged her kissed her with love and said mom this is my love.. its painful and you still havnt seen anything.. please stop. she just hugged me and said just let me see it. i hugged her n caressed her hair told her to go get cleaned up n hair neatly combed, be in a towel, i am going to show you what my third kink, gangbang means. she kissed me again and whispered i ll be waiting.
This a story of love and hate between a mother, her daughter and her step father.Skeletons in my Closet
Part one The Beginning
My name is Kate however that is not my real name as we must protect the innocent lol so names are just names in this story. I am here to tell everyone about the skeletons I keep in my closet. I have many and some that you may not believe, however, believe me, they are real as night and day as I have lived and survived them.
I am married and have one daughter. My hubby’s name is Keith and my daughter’s name is Megan. Keith is really her stepfather but to her, he will always be her daddy. I guess I should start from the beginning so you have a little back story about how skeletons in my closet all came about.
It was 1977 I was 17 and I hade just moved from Ohio to Colorado. I had just married my high school sweetheart, the man of my dreams as I was pregnant with his child. My new husband started to change from the man of my dreams to my worst nightmare especially after our daughter Megan was born.
At first, everything was fine I was the stay at home mom while he was the breadwinner. That all changed when Megan turned two. By then he had started drinking heavily, staying out late and started to abuse me both mentally and physically. He would accuse me of fucking our neighbor who I didn’t even know or fucking the paperboy or any man who dared to look at me. I also had always been faithful to him.
As to our once great sex life it died. Most of the time he was too drunk to even get it up or he would just throw me down and fuck me until he dropped a load into my pussy. If I refused to have sex with him then he would get physical with me taking me by force even giving me a black eye a couple of times. I heard rumors of him fucking just about anything that would spread their legs for him. I left that go as at least he wasn’t fucking me. In fact, he paid very little attention to me or our daughter.
One late winter night there was a knock on our door. It was the local police and they explained that there had been an accident and that my husband was dead. It seemed he was drunk and drove his car into a telephone pole. I buried the bastard and collected his 10 thousand dollar life insurance and moved back to Ohio where my mother lived by herself.
I lived with my mom until I found a factory job that paid a fair amount of money. Megan and I found an apartment of our own. When I was working my mother would watch my little baby girl.
By the time The ’80s rolled around, we had pretty much settled in back here in Ohio. I was in my early 20’s and had even taken a part-time waitress/barmaid job on Friday and Saturday nights at one of our local bars. I soon found out I could make more money doing this than working in a factory especially if I used my girlish charm lol, in other words, show a little skin. I quit the factory and worked full time at the bar now. My 40c’s tits were perfect for the job and my ass should have had handles on it as many hands were over it all the time.
Sam the owner of the bar was a nice looking single man as his wife had passed away some years ago. Sam was in his’s ’60s. However, he could pass for much younger. I would flirt with him from time to time but it never went any further than just flirting.
Then one day Sam called me to come in early as he wanted to talk to me about something. When I arrived at the bar no one else was here as we had a few hours before anyone else came in or we opened. I left myself in with my key and headed to Sam’s office.
Now Sam had groped my tits and ass before but then so had most of the men who had visited this bar. He sat me down at his desk and asked if I might be interested in getting a promotion and a lot more money. I told him that it depends on what I had to do to get it smiling at him.
Sam got up from behind his desk and walked over to me. While standing in front of me he unzipped and dropped his pants down around his ankles. Sam reached into his underwear and pulled his semi-hard little cock out placing it right on the lips of my mouth.
“Suck it slut,” Sam said as his hands went to the back of my head.
I opened my mouth taking all of his cock into my mouth as it was only about three inches. I wrapped my mouth around his little cock and started to suck on it never removing it from my mouth. Sam moaned and called me his little fucking slut as I started to bob my head up and down his cock.
Soon I was going to town on his now rock hard cock which had grown to its full rock hard size of 4 inches. I pulled my mouth from his cock as I reached under his cock and pulled at his balls. I then ran the tip of my tongue all over and around the head of his cock licking at his pee hole on the head of his cock.
Sam grabbed a handful of my hair as he said,
“Oh yeah, you fucking little slut suck daddies dick.”
He was right as at the time I was old enough to have been his daughter. I took his little hard cock back into my mouth as he pulled my head back and forth on his cock. At least his small cock didn’t make me choke as some cocks had before.
Sam was talking very dirty to me as he faced fucked me with his cock. I soon felt my pussy getting wet and dripping into my panties under the short skirt we had to wear for work. I was enjoying being called a slut and his little girl. I didn’t even care if he had a small cock lol all I knew was that I was horny with a soaking wet pussy that needed a cock in it.
I managed to remove my mouth from his cock and looked up at him as I said,” Please fuck me, daddy.”
Sam smiled at me pulling me up from the chair. As he stood me up his hands went to my big tits. Sam manhandled the girls through my shirt while he kissed me deeply on my lips and pressed his tongue deep into my mouth.
Sam broke our kiss as he turned me toward his desk pushing my upper body onto it talking dirty to me as he did. I was bent over his desk with my short black waitress skirt on with red thigh high nylons, black strapped high heels and a pair of bright red panties that were wet with my pussy juices. Sam flipped my skirt up over my ass as his other hand went between my legs rubbing his hand against my very wet panties.
“Daddy’s little slut is soaking wet,” Sam said as he slipped my panties off removing them from me.
I looked over my shoulder to see that Sam had my panties up to his face sniffing at my wet panties. He breathed in my wetness from my panties for a few minutes. Sam then slapped at my ass a few times telling me that I even smelled like a fucking slut as he tossed my soaking wet panties to the floor next to me.
My pussy seemed to drool more love juices as I heard him telling me that. Maybe I was a fucking slut cause I sure wanted to be fucked. Sam got behind me and shoved his cock deep up into my wet hairy pussy in one mighty shove. Well at least as deep as his small 4-inch cock would go.
I was so wet I could barely feel his cock as he rammed it into my dripping wet pussy. Sam built up to steadily fucking my pussy. I start to rock back against Sam as even his little cock was hitting all the right buttons. My pussy was so fucking wet each time his cock ran in and out, my pussy left off wet loud slimy pussy farts.
Sam seemed to enjoy that as he said, “Make that slut pussy talk for daddy.”
Once again hearing his dirty talk only made my juices flow harder. I could feel my love juices dripping from myself as he fucked me. Sam fucked me for a few more minutes then pulled his cock from my wet pussy and started to rub it against my asshole.
“SAM,” I yelled bringing my upper body off of his desk.
Now up to this time in my life, my sex life was pretty plain. Mostly just sucking dick, fucking or jacking guys off till they blew their load over my big tits. When alone I would sometimes finger myself to an orgasm. I also had some girl to girl fun with another waitress from work who would become my best girlfriend.
However, I never had done anything kinky like this with a man or woman. Nor had I had a cock or anything up my asshole and no one had ever tried. After all, it is an exit, not an entrance.
Sam pushed me back down onto his desk as he said” Daddy will be gentle with his little girl,” as he slipped a couple of fingers up into my sopping wet pussy.
Sam’s dick might have been small but his finger was long at least. His two fingers dug deep into my hot wet box until he found that secret spot us women have in there. Suddenly and unexpected a massive powerful orgasm swept over my entire body from head to toe and all spots in between.
I had never felt or had an orgasm like this one as my eyes rolled u into my head as my thighs started to shake intensely. I moaned loudly as my pussy seemed to suck at his fingers. My pussy juices seemed to explode from up inside my pussy in long squirts. My love juices jetted from my pussy freely and all over his fingers and puddled onto the floor below me.
I had squirted before with another woman but this was the first time a man had given me this sensation. I found it to be quite pleasurable and enjoyable as well. I started to feel like the slut Sam was calling me.
I was still lost in my orgasm when I felt Sam rub some of my pussy juices up onto my asshole. Sam slipped a finger slowly up into my asshole. It felt uncomfortable but not as unpleasant as I thought it would. Sam ran his finger in and out of my asshole only a few times. He then removed his finger and place the head of his cock at my asshole. Sam shoved his rock hard 4-inch cock deep into my asshole in one mighty push catching me off guard.
I moaned out, “Sam It hurts,” as I tried to move forward to remove his cock from up my asshole.
Sam’s hands went to my hips pulling me back onto his cock as he said, “Take it like the slut you are Kate, ” ”Make daddy proud you fucking slut.”
His dirty talk helped a little but even his little cock hurt being buried up in my asshole as it was a virgin asshole. Sam didn’t move his cock it just sat there buried deep in my asshole. I started to feel my asshole loosen up as his cock throbbed deep in my ass. It was still a little uncomfortable and I thought the best thing to do was just to get this butt fucking thing over and done with.
I looked over my shoulder to Sam as I said, “Fuck me daddy fuck my ass,” as I moved my ass back and forth on his cock.
Sam’s hands gripped my hips tightly as he started to take his cock in and out of my asshole. It hurt for a quick minute or two then my asshole seemed to open up and accept his cock without any pain.
I looked back at Sam as I said, “ Fuck me, daddy,” “Fill my slut ass with daddies cum.”
Sam pumped his cock in and out of my asshole maybe ten more times. He then moaned as I felt his dick sort of jump and twitch inside my asshole as his cum poured up into my asshole. When I felt that I had another wet wild gushing orgasm from my pussy.
Sam pulled his softening cock from my asshole as he fell back down into the chair I had originally had been in. As to me, I lie face down on his desk with his cum farting from my asshole as it ran out coating my pussy then dripping to the floor below me.
For an old guy, this man could cum a lot I thought lying there totally spent. I could still feel his cum dripping from my asshole as my own orgasm finished. I suddenly sort of came to my senses realizing what I had just done.
I had let Sam a man old enough to be my father fuck me and he had fucked me up my ass to boot. What’s worst was that I had enjoyed it especially when he called me his little slut. I found out a few things that day.
One a little cock can feel just as good as a big one, two I had enjoyed his cock in my ass and three I might enjoy role play with my sex. I never knew my father so I didn’t have a daddy fantasy however I did enjoy being daddy’s little slut.
I raised off his desk standing there feeling his cum and my love juices now running down my thighs. I pulled my skirt down and picked up my panties before I ran for the lady’s room not saying anything to Sam. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror thinking about what I had just done.
In some way, I felt dirty, cheap and used as part of me hated myself for what had just happened. While another part of me had enjoyed being his little slut and wanted to go fuck him again. I gathered my thoughts, straightened myself up a bit and slipped my panties back on as the bar would soon be open before I returned to Sam’s office.
He was dressed and behind his desk. He was talking to someone on the phone as he motioned me to come in and sit down. As I sat back down I heard him say into the phone “Ok kitten see you soon.” Sam hung the phone up and just stared at me as I stared at him.
He finally smiled as he said, “ Kate I am retiring to Florida,“ “Now about your promotion.” “My bar but you run it, I pay for the upkeep and we split the profits.” “Now take the rest of the day off and call me later with your answer.”
Maybe being a slut does pay off I thought as I drove away from the bar. I went straight to my mother’s as I was going to have to have her watch Michelle a lot more as running the bar could take up a lot of my time.
For the next three months, Sam taught me just how the bar and grille business ran. I learned to do the books, ordering and paying the bills. I already knew how to please the customers by showing them some skin from time to time. However, there was no more sex between us after finding out that kitten was a woman younger than me down in Florida lol seems like he didn’t need another daddies girl.
I will end this for now but part 2 will be out soon. If you give me a email address with your comment I might share some photos with you.
Sara’s Dad has always been protective of her, till he falls in love with her.I believe in freedom of speech that means I say or write what I want. Why I write is just for the enjoyable of it. What I write is fiction. It’s not real; the characters on real, the real age started less than a few months ago. There still just characters in a story. I’ll certainly I’m not the most hard-core author here. But I still would not recommend any of my writings for persons under eighteen. Actions and events in my stories are not recommended for real life, they’re fiction. Hope you enjoy the story.
My hand reaches out touching her breasts her hard nipples are under my thumbs; her back is arched pressing her breasts firmly into my hands. Moans of pure bliss feel my ears. My eyes are locked into her gaze, her green eyes sparkle with love and excitement. Her red hair is blown softly about by the summer’s breeze. She is setting on my lap with my harden cock fully within her; she grinds her hips and raises and then slowly drops, it won’t be long before she is having another orgasm. I love her with all my heart; and love giving her this pleasure. Although we had slowed our lovemaking her climax hits sending pleasurable spasms through her entire body, which triggers my own, too late to remove myself so I hold her tightly. I am pumping my sperm deep within her, the head of my cock is pressed into her cervix as I orgasm hard spraying my seed into her womb. When we both come down from our mutual sexual high, kissing passionately while clinging to each other, we break and she states. “That was awesome, but I think I’m just got pregnant.” My heart soars with joy at her words. Six months pass, and Jewels definitely is pregnant. Two sets of babies’ feet can be seen as they both kick. Twins we’re having twins!
I jerk awake as that dream world fades to be replaced by my eyes opening onto my bedroom. Although it’s been over fourteen years since Janet told me of Jewels passing during childbirth. Always after that dream made it felt like yesterday. I again weep for my loss.. They’re not in my life; I would give up every dime I ever had just to hold them. I hate when my day starts like this, always seems to bring bad things.
Janet started her story with this every time. ”My sister died giving birth to your bastard child.” I never believed Janet wholly do to the fact she said child and not twins. I knew it had to be a lie. About Jewels’ death how and when or about it being twins, this doubt always haunts me. I made Janet tell me the story several times, looking for any inconsistency but she never had any. It felt too rehearsed. Or was I just in denial of Jewels loss.
It took a long time but I begin to think clearly about everything. I realized she was not trying to hide the fact I lost two children, by then she didn’t care enough about me to spare me any pain. She didn’t know about the twins. The whole Jewels dying in childbirth had to be a lie. Janet had told me, Jewels and her child died in childbirth. Janet had repeated the lie which had been told her. Her stepfather was a two bit con man looking for a big score. He had a scheme to extort money from me. During that scheme maybe something went terribly wrong? Jewels still could be dead. I haven’t seen her since Sara’s first birthday party, about three months before she was to deliver. Nine months after Jewels was to deliver, Janet’s stepfather and mother died in an automobile accident.
Part of me knew Jewels is gone, either from my life forever or this world I didn’t know. Still a part had not given up all hope. If Jewels had gotten away, she may have gone into hiding, but why so long now. Am I crazy for holding on for so long? Fourteen years, nearly fifteen years now, is a very long time to grasp at hope that she still alive. Janet had lied but about what. I still didn’t have Jewels in my life. Days like this made me miss her all the more.
As always I filled my day with work, I traded stock in the morning, researched the market, and went over investment opportunities until late in the afternoon. By early evening I found myself again in memory contemplating my past. It Sara had been around I may have avoided this painful trek.
The last light from the setting sun fully occupies the office at my home, I sat there lonely. The sky at sun set would be one to remember, a real beautiful day all together. Even though I hated how today started, when my day start like that I always feel lonely. Oh how I wish I still had Jewels, how a sunset like this had set her red hair off, made her look even more beautiful. Setting sun’s light gave Jewels’ hair the look of a halo atop an angel. I missed her playfulness how she made everything more fun, at her age then of fifteen. She looks and acted like she could be older and could pass for twenty-one easily; she was nearly fully mature in mind and body. I had fallen head over heels in love with her. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever known. We had taken a trip to Colorado; it was to be for a month but stretched into three. Sara was only four months old when we left. Everywhere we went people saw how Jewels was with Sara, carrying Sara everyone assumed she was her mother. The fact that Jewels was more affectionate to Sara than her mother was and was constantly with her, other than when she was in school. When Sara just had started to talk she began calling Jewels mommy, I didn’t find it surprising. By this time Jewels had become a permit fixture in my household. We left on that trip as friends and returned as lovers, even though I was married to her sister, Sara’s mother, and had been for just over a year and half.
Just then Sara came in a rush, her leg was bleeding badly. “What happen?” I ask running to her. Sara weakly fell to the floor, her eyes dull, and a cold sweat covers her skin. Seeing the wound up close I know it was bad.
“Oh Dad it hurts. I fail, when I got up my leg was bleeding. I quickly returned home. When I was nearby I felt something still in my leg, and then pulled it out. Now it’s bleeding worse.” I ran into the kitchen to find the first aid kit. Returned place three pads over the deep cut, and quickly bandaged it. Picked Sara up and carried her to my SUV to drive to the hospital.
On the way she passes out, I pull over, take my belt off and make a tourniquet, cursing myself for not doing it sooner. Just before I’m finishing the tourniquet, a cop pulls in front of my SUV. He gets out of his patrol car, once he seeing the aid I’m giving to Sara and the condition of my front seat. He shouts “Follow me to the hospital”. I’m on his bumper up to 95 miles per hour. The officer clears away right to the ER. I break hard to a stop, slam the SUV in park and jump out open Sara’s door, and carry her into the ER, a Doctor and Nurse meet me at the door. The officer must have called ahead. Sara is getting immediate attention. In moments they had gotten an I.V. Started and it’s running full open, her blood pressure in so low it’s barely readable. They were frantic, gotten blood for cross matching they added more pressure dressing. A second I.V. was started to give blood replacing some she lost they start with a unit of type O blood not waiting for cross match. Soon her blood pressure was on the rise very low still. The Doctors told me they be taking her to surgery to repair the damage to her leg, as soon as they had her stabilized. I pace the halls outside of Sara’s room; they don’t need me in the way. A mature nurse shoves paperwork for me to complete, part of his insurance forms which I toss.
I have the paperwork back to her; she asked what happened to the insurance form. I simply hand her my Express card and say. “Charge it.”
In ten minutes the nurse comes back with my Express card, the look on her face is priceless. “That’s the first time that I had a vice president from a credit card company call us. There’s no problem with any expense charge to this card. He asked for you to call, if there’s anything that they can do for you, Mr. Winfield?” I shook my head no.
The Doctor tells me that Sara is now stable and being taken to the operating room for surgery.
Stopping at the front desk, I let them know that had to move my SUV and then I would be right back. On my way out I meet the officer that came here ahead of me, who had escorted me thru traffic. I stopped, wanting to thank him, told him the Doctors said if I had been a minute later it would have been too late.
“That’s what we’re here for, isn’t it.” He handed me a warning ticket for 110 mph, and jokingly said. “don’t do that again.”
“I didn’t know my SUV was that fast.” We laughed and he wishes me the best, then left.
I moved the SUV from the ER area to hospital parking lot. When I got in the smell of blood filled my nostrils. On exiting I got my first look at the amount of blood across from me, made my hart sick. That’s when it hit me hard, my little girl just about died. I start to shake, could barely walk back into the ER. If it had been my blood, I think I could’ve dealt with it. It was Sara’s, and she’s my reason for living. Seeing how badly I’m shaking and all the blood on me they must think I was hurt too, by the looks I was getting. Then it all goes black.
I come to, it about dawn; I’m in a bed, too small for mine. Then it all came back to me in a rush, all but why my head hurts. I find the call button and call the nurse. My heart is racing faster than if I ran 5 miles in a sprint.
An attractive nurse comes in. “Well look who’s up early.”
“How is my Daughter?” I asked. I’m in a near panic not knowing. My mind is solely on Sara.
“Shhh keep your voice down or you’ll wake her.” As she opens the curtains across from me to show a sleeping girl, my heart rate and blood pressure both drops. “The Doctor said that would happen.” as she walks back to get a print out to show the changes on a tape.
I try to rise up, but I’m feeling very dizzy, forcing me to lie back to my pillow.
“Hey, don’t try that. You got a good knock on your head last night, you went into shock. We got to keep you for about twelve hours, for your daughter another day maybe.” There’s concern in her voice.
What do you remember about last night? She asked while studying my face. I only glanced at her when she asked the question, then look back to Sara.
Sara came home bleeding badly. I did my best to slow it down, but God it was bad. I should have put the tourniquet on at home. When I stopped to put it on, a cop pulled over then led me here, never would’ve got here in time without him. After I got here they started working on her. Soon ER staff had her blood pressure up and taking her to the operating room. I went to move my SUV. Its then I realized just how near death, Sara had been from all the blood lost. I walked back into the ER then everything went black.
“That bad?” The nurse asked.
“She scared me to death. The SUV is a mess. I don’t want to see it again.” I’m trying not to picture it in my mind. I was grateful for not having breakfast yet, as my stomach turned, not being able to keep the image out of my head.
“Here’s a number for an auto detailer, there really good at that kind of a thing. Give them a call and they will pick it up clean and drop it back here before you check out, maybe.” I hadn’t paid much attention to her; Sara was the only thing on my mind.
“I don’t have to clean it that sounds good to me. I think that’s what put me in shock.”
The nurse got me two more pillows then helped me elevate the head of the bed, so I could keep an eye on Sara. She smiled then left. There’s something about her, I just can’t put my finger on, but it’s hard to see her in this darkened room.
I watched Sara sleep for some time. I thought how I had lost Jewels. How she was the near same age as Sara is today. I meditated in silence listening to my heart not finding any answers. I watched Sara sleep, till I fell back to sleep myself.
“Dad. Daddy wake up.” Sara’s voice sounds small and scared the kind that a protective father jumps when hearing.
“Sara, oh baby it’s good to hear your voice again. “ Joy fills my voice as I awake to Sara’s call.
Sara giggles. “Daddy you worry too much.”
“How’s the leg baby girl? “ I want her to just take it easy for the rest of the day.
“Hurts a little, but I still got it.” She pushes back the blanket to look at her bandage leg. She pulled the blanket over her leg again. Then nervously flips through the channels on her TV.
“Dad, when do I get out of here?” I would say Sara is board, finding nothing on TV she likes, but I knew better she hated hospitals. A friend of hers was very sick when she was just in the second grade, we came to visit often. She hated her friend being stuck there in pain and from then on she’s always hated hospitals. Even after her friend had gotten healthy, went home and had a very happy life so far.
“Dad why are you here, are you sick?” Now worry touches Sara’s voice.
“No baby girl I worry too much, it makes my head hurt.” We both giggle then moan from pain.
“I had moved the SUV last night, when I came in I fell. They’re going to keep me for another 12 hours. But you know how tough my head is.” I give her a wink. And she responds with another giggle.
“I got to make a call. I get SUV is all set up to get cleaned.” I just don’t want to see it again like that, and I surely would not ever let Sara see it.
Afterword Sara and I talked mainly about nothing in particular. I tell a joke or two getting groans from Sara because of my bad jokes, which usually turn to giggles at my frustration. I will do anything to make time pass faster for Sara.
Doctor Maris comes in. “Good to hear you doing better.” He’s holding two charts open the top one.
“Sara, let me see your leg please?” The doctor moves the blanket down off her legs to see the sight of the cut. “You took 42 stiches and two pints of O blood, seven pints of B blood, and four intravenous saline solutions. Better thank your Daddy he got you here just in time, five more minutes, I wouldn’t have the honor of meeting you.”
Sara eyes go wide as big as saucers. “Really Doctor?“
“Sara I wouldn’t lie to you.” Doctor Maris replies.
“Yes Sara I did drive real fast last night.” I wonder what happen to that warning ticket.
“You did a great job on Sara’s leg with your first aid.” The doctor talks to both of us as he is pulling the dressing back for her leg.
“Well looks like we got that closed up fine. You’re will have a scar but it will be thin a little more than a line.” Doctor Maris had pulled her left leg and lifted her knee to the edge of her bed, as reflex her right leg copied the left.
As I looked at what Doctor Maris was doing I couldn’t help but see Sara’s labia. I wanted to see what was going on, so I looked, trying not to focus on her sex, but it had been a long time since I’ve seen a woman aroused. There Sara was obviously aroused the outer lips had parted, while the inner lips had swollen and glistened with wetness. The position Sara was in was very sexy, not like normal. Normally she shows no sign of arousal near me. Sara glanced at me and smiled, as Doctor examined her leg, feeling the pulse at her ankle. I’ve seen Sara nude almost every day since she was eight, but I try never to look at her down there. My heart was racing. The heart monitor showing the fact of my excitement; I had been denying that truth to myself. I feel my manhood had stiffened. I had to look away, to bring my pulse back to normal, to lessen my excitement. Now with my pulse back to near normal, I looked back to Doctor Maris standing at Sara’s bed side. Where he was reading my chart, but hadn’t pulled the sheets back in place and Sara had not moved. My pulse is accelerating again. All I could do was give her a little smile and look out the window again.
I looked out the window, I closed my eyes for just a moment, as I do memories of my little girl came back flooding my mind, holding her on her birthday age 3 minutes, yes I was there, taking her home, changed that little ass, bathing her, her first word “Dada”, giggles and tickles, crawling, walking, running, cut, scrapes and bruises, kissing booboos, Mom leaving, dolls and bikes, butterfly kiss, first day of pre-school, first day of school, first dance, plays, first period and then her first tampon. She has grown so fast, now she looks more woman than girl. My little girl isn’t little anymore. Now that Sara has grown into a beautiful young woman, she reminded me of Jewels in so many ways. She wondered sometimes why turned and left the room without a word. After Sara’s 14th birthday I begin to wonder if I had begun to transfer my feelings from Jewels to Sara. Sara had been my whole life, my only reason to live, since a loss of Jewels. Now that she’s older her body is so sexy. There she was nearly sixteen, looking sexier every day, did I just think that, no shit I did. Well at 5 foot 5 inches, she has 34B cups breast, 22 inch waist, 34 inch hips on a toned body. Green eyes, that burn like fire when she was mad, sparkle when she was happy. With fire red hair in the sunlight, her carpet matched the drapes. Smooth skin and a milky tone, with all the Sun she gets you would think she would tan; instead she has a million freckles. She has taken to teasing me lately too, she’s always been playful. Now it seems a little different not like her younger playful self.
Oh shit my heart rate is rising as is my dick; I try to pull more of the blankets to my crouch hiding it from my girl, the way the bed is made up doesn’t allow for the blankets to move. I have to settle for folding over as much as I can.
Sara has all ways bend the trickster. Just pulled small pranks most of the time, me being her favorite target. Like the time when she was Eight, Sara made a snake from her old play doe, painted it, and then hidden it in my underwear. Sara got up before me to watch me, getting ready for my day I picked up the top pair to find a nearly real looking snake. I jump knowing she put it there, and I wanted to make a show of it, just to hear her laugh. Laugh, hell she rolled in the floor, till I scooped her up threw her on my bed and tickled her to get even. I still find that snake from time to time, with much the same thing every time. That made me smile.
Doctor Maris brings me back to the here and now. “Robert how is your hearing? Robert did you hear me?”
Sorry Doc I was just remembering, about how an eight year old girl got one on me. So I tell the Doctor the story, He and Sara laugh. Well your memory is good. Then he checks my eyes, has me squeeze his fingers, good responses, and test reflexes. He says “Then if you can make it to the bathroom I’ll let you go.”
“Good I’ve needed to go.” I get up slowly, move my legs over the edge place my feet under me. Then walk into the bathroom, to giggles from Sara. I was nude under the hospital robe, it short on me at 6 foot 4 inches 220 pounds well-muscled body, I’m not ripped with less than 10% body fat, but I don’t have a spare tire too. Less fair skinned than Sara, blond hair, a little stubble from missing shaving today. The man in the mirror looks good, but I hope I’m not being vain. I close the door; lift the robe only a few inches to go. Oh shit was I showing as I stood there. No wander Sara acted like that, no way had she missed it; its nine inches from base to tip and thick too. Now the man in the mirror is red faced. I finish, flush, and wash my hands. Pull the robe down as far as it goes, open the door. I move back to the bed, and notice the nurse has reentered the room.
Doctor Maris is talking to Sara. “Lucky your Father knows about first aid, or we wouldn’t be talking.”
Sara wide eyed. “So my Dad did save my life again.”
Doctor Maris confirms. “Yes he did. What again, how did he safe you the first time?” He hadn’t realized Sara had said again, until he was talking.
Sara looks the Doctor in the eyes. “In the summer when I was eight years old, I was walking in a meadow in Colorado. On the far side of the meadow a grizzly bear came out of the trees charging at me. I turn and ran towards our cabin.
I didn’t know how fast my dad was until that day. He ran two hundred yards sprint in, I think better than world record time. He ran closing the distance between him and the bear faster, than I did between me and the cabin. He ran past me, and then Dad kicked the bear so hard, the bear fell dead. He had broken three vertebrae in its neck. We have the bear’s autopsy and rug to prove it.
The Doctor’s face shows his disbelief, but doesn’t say so. “I’ll get the discharge paperwork done in a few hours, and Mr. Winfield can go home soon.”
A disappointed look is on Sara’s face. I ask. “Dr. Maris when can Sara be discharged?”
The Doctor answered. “We need to keep her for about 24 more hours to ensure no reactions to the transfusions she had.”
Sara asked the nurse to help her to the rest room. She responded. “Sure Sara, now just lean on me.”
Soon after Sara return to bed, the Doctor and nurse leaves, we’re all by our self’s they all so closed the door to the room.
After we’re been there for a few minutes, Sara looks at me still holding the blankets up to her neck. “Dad, we’re nude under the robe.” Her face is a red like only a redhead can get, not used to being nude away from home, or around anyone other than me.
“That’s not news to me now.” I can feel myself go red.
“Dad did you see me down there?” Her eyes are wide.
“It’s ok Baby girl, you didn’t know you were showing.”
“That’s not what I asked.” Sara forces the point. I need to know it was me that gave Dad the erection.
Seeing no way out, I just told the truth. ”Yes I did.” I know I’m very red faced.
Sara is a little redder than before, but still said. “Dad I saw you too. Was it because of me?”
“Oh Sara, can we talk when we get home?” I was hoping we could finish it there.
Sara gets a devilish look to her face, I know by that look she’s up to something I’ll regret. She though the blanket off. Pulls the robe up over her hips, spreads her legs and then moves her hips.
My pulse jumps doubling what have been displayed moments before. “Sara please don’t do that, we will talk about this when we get home.” If it had been any other circumstance I may have enjoyed the show, but not here and now.
Sara giggles “I know now anyway, if you’re not mad at me.”
“Oh I’m mad now. You shouldn’t be doing that.” I tried to look angry, by the look on her face, I know I failed miserably.
Lots more hip movement. “Oh I don’t think you’re mad.” She stops her hips. Her eyes are going wide as her attention is locked to my lap; a tent is forming there, my dick having a mind of its own shows its approval to Sara show.
I turn to my side, to look out the window, sad look on my face. I look back to her. “Yeah you did, and now what?” I turn back to the window.
“Dad I’m sorry. I don’t want to make you sad, or mad.” WOW I did give him a hard on. I like the fact that I can turn Dad on. It makes me tingle so much seeing him like that.
“Baby it’s Ok for now, but we’ll have a long talk when we get home.” I didn’t take my eyes from the window. She play I’m sorry before. She’s a better actor than I am.
“Dad, turn over.”
“Your but is showing. And I stopped.”
I roll back over and face her again. She covered herself again just to her lap. There is a knock at the door, it opens and the nurse from this morning came in.
“Your doctor is working your release now, but you’re going to need something to ware out of here. I’ll get you some scrubs to ware home, if you bring them back on her next appointment.” I noticed her name is Jill by her name tag.
“Sure that shouldn’t be a problem. Jill thank you.”
“Ok I’ll get the scrubs” she took my size, looked me up and down and when to find me some. I still had a tent, her eyes stayed on it for a time with the distant look in her eyes like memories flooding back.
I called the auto detailers, asked if the SUV was ready. Sorry sir but the passenger seat has some much blood in it. It will be better if we replace it. You wouldn’t want it anyway because.
I cut him off. “No she is fine now, but it was close.”
“Holy shit that’s great. Ah, that she is fine.” The detailer is a little impressed. “Better to replace the seat. We’ll never be able to make it like new.”
“Ok how long will it be before it’s ready?” I am hoping not long.
“I’m sorry but it will be about three days.” His reply is not too unexpected.
I hang up the room phone. Then I looked for the number for a rental car. I get that all set-up, the car will be here in thirty minutes.
A knock at the door, Jill returns with a set of scrubs put them on my bed.
“Sara do you need anything?” Jill asked kindly.
“No thanks, Jill.” Sara replied warmly.
I dress in the scrubs after Jill left. I walk over to Sara, set on the edge of her bed, turn to hug her. “Luv you Baby.” I say to Sara as I hold her.
She hugs me back. “Dad I love you too. Dad thanks.”
“For what Baby?” Like I didn’t know it’s for saving her life.
“You saved my life.” The smile on her face can melt icebergs.
“I would be all by myself, if I didn’t have you around.” As I pull her tighter to me. “Besides who is going to make breakfast for the two weeks after the Doc gives you the Ok to be up and walking.”
“Ok Dad, I will make you breakfast. But Dad you will have to show me how. You know I haven’t cooked much.” I think it’s about time that she learn how to cook breakfast, in less than three months she will be sixteen.
Sara is thinking as she sat there looking up at her Dad’s face. I’m been so lucky to have him as my Dad. He is so good looking, and so strong. I didn’t know I was showing him my body, my pussy, but he got turn on by me. That hasn’t happened before. We skinny-dip all the time but he has never gotten excited by me till now. I got so wet when I saw his erection. I was so excited to see it. I ache for his touch on my body, not just that, I want sex. I want to feel his huge cock inside me. Now when he hugs me I am getting excited to. I just want to be alone with him so bad. When I get home I’ll do what I have to be his girl. No, that’s not right, I want be his girlfriend, his woman. I’ll do what it takes to be his lover.
“Dad I can’t wait to get home.” If he knew what I am planning would he be as excited as I am?
“Me too, sweet heart, I’ll bring you back anything you want from home for tonight.”
Sara gets a devilish grin. “Okay you, just come back and be with me.” I try to keep my face as normal as possible but her double play with her words is not lost on me.
Knock at the door again. Jill came in leading the rent-a-car person. Paper work signed, card charged, and the keys handed over. He’s out the door as Jill Steps back in.
“Looking better I see.” The nurse said as she looks me over again. “Oh yes, Doctor Maris wanted to speak to you in his office, if you would follow me please.”
“Wait here sweetheart I’ll be back soon.” I tell Sara and then I kiss her on the forehead.
I hop off the bed and follow Jill out into the hospital. I follow as she walks just ahead of me, she has a great swing to her walk, and one most men could not help but to watch. I take two fast steps to walk beside her. “I couldn’t help but notice that you seem to like my look?”
She giggles like a young girl. “I do, I do like to look. I can look, but I bend taken, sorry.”
I say “Well, no harm in looking. Your man is a lucky one.” I can’t help but think I should know her, she seems so familiar. Like a friend from high school, that I haven’t seen in a long time. I almost asked.
“Who said it was a man.” She says looking at my face to get my reaction. My face goes hot, and then she laughs. “Got you.”
She stops in front of a door knocks for me, then opens the door. “I’ll wait here.”
Dr. Maris is contemplating as he sits alone in his office. How do I use the information that I have. I have seen how the two of them had gotten turn on this morning. I will know soon if they’re having sex, if I can prove he’s having sex with her. His thoughts are interrupted as a knock sounds at his door, and it opens. “Hi Doctor Maris.” I come in and take a seat. “I take it I need to sign some paper work.” I really can’t get this over fast enough. I just wish Sara could come home today too.
Doctor Maris looks up with a smile. “That girl of yours is sure something.”
“I have three orders for you. “Drive slower, keep her off her feet for two weeks, and get her on birth control.” If she isn’t already, he will agree to that in a heartbeat. Then I know sooner or later I’ll be able to find proof of her being sexually active with him.
“What Doc?” I’m a little taken aback, but given Sara’s recent actions, now with her flirting with me. I’m thinking it’s probably a good idea. If she keeps it up more than likely I’ll give her what she’s asking for. Any man without ice water for blood would.
“Yes, it hit me like that too, when my wife told me our girls needed to be on the pill.” Doctor Maris says knowingly.
“I have never thought about it. Yes, Sara is at that age when girl start being boy crazy.” I half lie, not wanting to confess my thoughts from this morning to him.
We talk for a minute or two more. I sign all the paper work needed for my check out. He gives me four prescriptions, for pain, anti-infection, a cream to help heal the cut, and the pill. He hands me a small bag containing my wallet, keys, and cell phone.
“Start her on the Meds as soon as possible, as soon as you’re home tomorrow, the pill in the morning and it till her next cycle to become effective. Have her back in two weeks from tomorrow, if any sign of infection or bleeding bring her in immediately.”
I ask. “By the way, what’s the name of the red head nurse outside.” If I can get her full name I can look her up. Find out more about her and maybe answer that nagging question in the back of my head.
“I see you like red heads. It’s Jill, Jill Maris.” He states slightly amused.
“Oh sorry, is she your wife?” I hadn’t seen a ring.
“Yes, she keeps me on my toes like this.”
“It must be a red head thing.” We both laugh.
When Jill is walking me back to Sara’s room, I ask. “So you and the Doc?”
“Yeah he won me over about six years ago.” She doesn’t seem excited or happy at the memory.
“You two sound like you have a lot of fun together.” I’m just trying to make conversation.
“We keep each other happy.”
But that statement doesn’t ring fully true to me. “That’s good.” I don’t want to be rude. I keep my suspicions hidden.
I told Sara. I’ll be going home to get her some things and should be back in a couple of hours.
Twenty minutes later I’m at a local drug store dropping off the prescriptions, they will be ready in an hour. I get some of the magazines that I know Sara reads.
I’ll come back in an hour to pick up the medications, on my way back to visit with Sara.
I drive home, when I get there a trail of Sara’s blood, which follows her path. I get the garden hose and wash it away. In the entry hall there is more blood, I call one of the house cleaners I use from time to time. She agrees to come and take care of any bloodstains this evening.
Now I can concentrate on getting what Sara needs today. I get overnight bag and packet was of Sara’s underwear, a sundress, and deck shoes. Get a couple of her favorite DVDs, her cell phone and laptop. I put one of her favorite movies in the DVD player of the laptop, so we can watch it later.
I will take a quick shower, and then return to the hospital to be with Sara. In the shower I run the water over my head and face, closing my eyes the image of Sara’s sex flashes before me. I step back shaking my head trying to empty the image to no luck. The spray now covers most of my body. My cock again hardening tingles as the spray stimulates it. It’s just a fantasy this is not going to hurt anyone, as my hand wraps around my cock. Closing my eyes again Sara sex is therefore me, her lips are red and extended, wet with her juices. Sara parts her legs and moves her hips, no longer on the hospital bed but my bed. Sara’s voice is so sexy, as she beckons me closer. Our lips touch, our bodies melt together, I am pumping my hand rapidly over my cock. I was so turned on by her this morning. I wanted to ravage her so badly. I need this release to control myself. I feel my balls tighten, and then I explode into orgasm. I watch rope after rope of cum arches through the air to land a foot in front of me. My breathing is rapid as I lean heavily against the shower wall, the last of my semen flows from my cock. I cleaned myself again.
Dress and leave, stop at the pharmacy on the way there pick up her medications.
It’s still visiting hours, so I go to the hospital, heading back towards the room I shared with Sara. The doors open and I hear voices talking and laughing from inside. Not wanting to ease drop I walk up and knock on the door. Sara’s voice says come in. She lights up as I enter the room.
“Dad, I’m glad you came back.” Sara says happily.
“I couldn’t do without my best girl.” I smile back. I noticed Jill is setting with Sara, and she must been whom Sara was talking with before I came in.
“Hello Jill, nice to see you.” I still can’t get over the fact that somehow I know her from long ago. I just can’t place it. I guess it doesn’t matter much she’s married, and that’s one line I’ll never cross again. It turned out to be the worst thing I have ever done. If I had divorced Janet then courted Jewels things may have been totally different. My marriage with Janet was terrible for both of us.
Sara is there anything you need before I go? Jill asked.
“Thank you Jill. I don’t need anything.” Sara says warmly to Jill.
“I’ll look in on you tonight when I come on shift.” Jill tells Sara. Then she is out the door without looking back. I realize she stayed long after her shift to talk to Sara.
I place her bag on the bedside table. Handing her a pair of her panties, she takes them with a giggle. “Thanks Dad.” She pulls them on without hesitation.
We spent the rest of the afternoon talking and watching her movies. Sara has me to get in bed beside her so I can see her laptop as well. During the second movie she is cuddled to my chest and falls asleep. I stopped the movie after I realize I’m the only one watching it. With Sara resting on my chest I realize that fantasy in my shower hasn’t helped much, it may have hurt because now with her lying beside me I can’t get it out of my head. At 4 PM the nurse comes in with medications for Sara. The nurse gives me a look as if to say that’s cute if she was eight years old. Waking Sara to take her medication, she then ushers me off of the bed. The nurse told Sara go back to sleep till dinner at 6 PM. Tells me that visiting hours start again at 7 PM and I should not be back till then, practically pushes me from the room. I call to Sara be back at seven.
At seven that night we watch one more movie together. I wish her good night and I’ll be back first thing in the morning to bring her home. The medications are making her sleepy anyway.
When I get home the house seems so empty without Sara there. I decide to go straight to bed so I can get up very early. At about 2:30 in the morning I wake from a nightmare where I had not gotten Sara to the hospital in time. After that I just couldn’t get back to sleep. At three in the morning I’m still looking at the ceiling of my bedroom. Just then the house phone rings its Sara. “Hey what are you doing up so late?” “I had a bad dream Dad. I really needed to hear your voice. ” She’s talking quietly; I hear some stress in her voice.
“I’m glad to hear your voice too, Sara. This house is very lonely without you. I miss you.”
“I miss you too, when are they going to let me out of here?” Sara asked hoping I’ll just come get her.
“Nine in the morning.” I can almost feel her disappointment coming through the phone. “Do you think Jill would let me sneak in your room. Just so I can be with you?”
Giggling now Sara says. “Who do you think got my cell phone from the bag for me? By the way Dad I lost a bet. Jill bet me hundred bucks that you would come if I called you even at three in the morning.”
“Okay you can owe me the hundred. I’ll be there in an hour. Love you baby girl.”
“Love you too Dad.”
I sneak in the hospital at 3:45 AM walking in Sara’s room she is there talking with Jill, it seems as though she and Sara had found the beginnings of a friendship. I walk over and hand Sara the hundred. Sara hands it to Jill.
Jill giggles. “I’ll put this into my girls’ college fund.”
Sara takes my hand to get my attention. “Dad, Jill wants to take me to shop for some new outfits. You know how you hate to shop for clothing. I thought me and Jill could spend some time together. “
“Sure I don’t have a problem with that.” Actually I was happy that Sara was socializing.
“Okay when Sara is able to walk around the mall, we’ll go shopping together.” Jill smile is warm and affectionate to Sara.
Jill is turning to leave again. “I got to go check on the other patients.” She’s out the door quickly.
I set down beside Sara, and hold her hand. “So baby girl do you want tell me about that bad dream.”
“Don’t want to think about it again.” Sara says shaking her head and squeezing my hand. I let it drop.
“Do you want to watch that movie again, or do you want me to cuddle with you so you can go back to sleep?” I’m hoping she wants to cuddle, I probably need that more than she does after the dream I had.
Sara makes room for me on her bed, and then said. “Please Dad come cuddle with me. That makes me feel safe in your arms.”
I climb into the bed beside Sara cuddling to her. I feel her relax as soon has her head rests on my chest. In just moments Sara’s breathing is regular and slow. It didn’t take her 30 seconds to fall asleep, and I wonder if she had slept any tonight. Had that dream awoken her too soon after she had fallen asleep earlier tonight? Holding her and feeling her warm breath on my chest relaxed me as well, washed away all worry my nightmare had caused. Even though I tried to fight sleep it took me quickly as well.
“Wake up you two.” A hand on my shoulder shakes me awake.
I hear a familiar voice. “Okay Jewels, I’m awake.” Sara still sleeps on my chest. As my eyes adjust to the light in the room and realization of where I’m at fills my brain. I raise my head and there’s Jill with a curious smile a crossed her face.
“Robert, you need to get up. The doctors will be making the rounds soon.” She turns and walks from the room.
I slide out of bed gently as I can, but still wake Sara. “The doctors will come around soon, I’ll be back I just need to get fresh clothing on.” Kissing her on the forehead I leave for home.
At home get changed after showering, check the work my housekeeper like always very well done. I decide to get breakfast on the way back to the hospital. I leave the rental car and take my Jaguar; Sara always enjoyed riding in it better.
At 10:45 Sara and I pull off the highway back onto our long drive way.
I pull up to the front door, to let Sara have an easier time going in the house. “Sara, I’ll help you out, let me get your door.” As I round the car, Sara is moving in her seat. I open and hold the door of the car for Sara. I’ve lost sight of Sara, as I opened the door, so I am totally surprised as a pair of gorgeous nude legs comes out of the car, followed by the rest of this beautiful nude teen. I’m frozen in place, like a dear in high beams, and yes she had them on high, both nipples hard and erect. Using the door and me to help her stand up, she giggles as she saw the shock on my face. “Dad hand me my crutches please.” I’ve seen her so many times as a child but here is a young woman, fair skinned worked well with her red hair. Her 34 B cup breast alone is a marvel by themselves mounts of creamy milky whiteness topped areolas color of pink roses topped with deeper pink nipples. “Daddy you like, you must you’re staring.” How can I missed her changes seeing her every day, skinny-dipping with her, I guess I was so used to seeing her I didn’t notice. Here she is standing for me her signs of obvious arousal screamed to my body.
Sorry Baby but there is no way you’re walking around the house like that.
“Aaah Daddy. I know you like it.” She touches the tent in my pants. “Come on Dad let me see it up close.” “Get to your room now and put something on or I’ll spank your nude ass.” I try to be firm, no pun.
“Aaaw Daddy you want to put your hands on my ass.” She teased.
I look at her and say in a hard tone. “Don’t tease till you’re ready to please.”
“What?” Sara is confused by my statement I don’t give her time to figure it out
“Go to your room and think about it, as you put something on.” But the thought going on in my head is if she doesn’t put something on I’ll fuck her brains out, how long can I hold out. She is so God Damn beautiful, so tempting if she wasn’t my daughter that pussy would be holding my dick right now, or maybe my cum. Forgive me I want her so much, more than any woman before. I love her; all is holding me back not wanting to hurt her.
She turns to go, realizing I’m not giving in, yet. Sara plans, I’ll make him give in to me; I can see that his body wants to, that hard on is huge. He will give in soon. I’ll go to his bed. I’ll go nude he likes it, even if he says he don’t. He so turned on. I’ll make him spank me but I wouldn’t stop; at least I feel his hand on my ass. Now see what I can think to make him stay near me as I’m nude, I use the leg to make him help me. “Ouch Dad, my leg is hurting bad.”
“Your pain killers are wearing off. I have them in my room.”
“Daddy, help me to my bed first please.”
“Ok, I put your crutches in your room later. You can hold to my neck.” I gently pick her up holding under her knees and back, her arm is around my neck. Walking and carrying her this way she can use one arm to open the doors for me. Lifting her to my chest is like picking up a feather, she feels so light in my arms. Her arm circles my neck; I feel her warm body through my shirt. I’m so turned on at this point my dick hurts from need; my balls feel heavier than she does. As I walked through our home I pass the couch, I want to throw her down on it spread those gorgeous legs to my shoulders and drive in her till my head of my dick hits bottom, not just touch but hit her cervix. I know this can drive a girl into orgasm but not at first, a light touch can be painful to some girls, till she is near her own climax. I sure she still has her Hymen, the thin vaginal membrane, so painful to break, not a good idea with all her stitches.
That’s the idea of her death, to ease my lust, but it kills my lust. If it kills mine, it should work on her as well.
By the time I reach her bedroom out the back hall. Sara has her head on my shoulder; her hot breath is steady and slow. I look down and she is asleep. Thank god her door is open. Her bed is unmade so I will have no problem laying her down and tucking her in. I move slower now to her bed, lowering her to her bed, her ass touches the sheets, her hills of her feet my arm is no longer supporting her lower body. I bent to lower her upper body to her bed. Halfway down and both her arms now hold me tight to her, her lips move to mine so fast but gentle, she is kissing me; I don’t stop myself from returning it. The kiss started soft and sweet now is becoming hot and passionate. One of her hand sliding in to my pants, she moved hand through my pubic hair then right to the base of my now soft dick. Her eyes shot open.
“Baby what is wrong?” after we break our kiss. She has a questioning look on her beautiful face.
“I was going to ask you that.” Sara is all most hurt by what her hand has found. She pulls her hand free.
“Sara, we can’t now.” She starts to object but I don’t let her by putting a finger to her lips. “If we make love your stitches would open up, at best you would have a nasty scar, but there is a big chance you would die. I’ll not let that happen never. So for now I want you to stop trying for this, because if you want too after those stitches are out. After you’re better I will be willing too.”
Her eyes are passionate, as she takes it all in, how I looked, and talked to her. “Dad it is ok if you want to now. I want it too. Don’t you want me to be your lover?”
I smile back and talk in my voice she has never heard from me, my lover’s voice. “Sara, yes more than I want to breathe, but never if you are hurt by it in any way. So no, we can wait.”
She pulls me into a kiss, that I willing move into. We kiss for a long time.
“Sara I Love You. I need to go get your Meds. I’ll be back as fast as I can.”
“Ok Dad. I’ll wait for you.”
I get the package of medications I picked up from the pharmacy. Get a glass of water from the kitchen, and walked back to Sara’s room. I open the bag and pull out her medications first the cream is to help heal the cut so there’ll be very little scar. There are antibiotics so you will not have an infection. Your pain killers and last but not least her birth control pills.
Sara has no reaction until I pullout a round 28 day container of birth control pills. Her eyes light up with excitement upon recognizing what they are. “You weren’t kidding you have planned this haven’t you?”
“Surprised? I told you I will do anything to keep you from being hurt.” I open the painkiller and antibiotic to give Sara recommended dose to take. “Sara read on the birth control pills and find out when you got to take them.” I know they will not be effective during this cycle but after, during her next cycles we should be safe.
“Ok I’ll do anything for you. And I do mean anything.” Sara has a devilish grin.
“Love alright when you’re better, just not now.” I say this before she gets sex back on her mind.
This is the edited version of my first story hereHi my handle is hard93. This is the edited version of my first story here.
I hope that you will enjoy it better. I’ve added a few story elements to add interest for those who have read my first version. It should make it worth the read.
The following story is all fiction, with none of the events or characters based in reality. Not to say that the same the events written here do not occur in reality; there may be someone out there whose life resembles this story. It does contain sex with teenagers; if you find this offensive please discontinue reading. This story is about life, love and betrayal, how over coming pain can change your life. So enjoy.
How do we start this? I am Joe a 35-year-old man, I was married 17 years ago to a beautiful woman, she was a Latina beauty with mahogany eyes and hair, she was five foot, seven inches tall, hundred and fifteen pounds, 38C-25-38 with supermodel looks. She could stop traffic in a pair of tight blue jeans and tank top. Her major problem was she knew it. She gave me two beautiful daughters early in our marriage, now Amanda age sixteen and Megan age fourteen, both with dark hair almost black, deep brown eyes, and deep tan skin. They appear to be a younger version of the mother with the same supermodel looks.
As fate would have it she was taken from me just eight months ago. Five weeks ago her will was read. Then my world crumpled as I found out that both my daughters actually were not my children. What had been, up to my wife’s illness, a perfect life and family was a lie. According to a letter attached to the will, my deceased wife had being carrying on an affair during our early marriage. She had been blackmailed into her actions by her ex-boyfriend who had pictures and video of her being slutty. She didn’t want to chance losing my love. So she allowed him to have sex for his silence and a little cash from time to time. He insisted that they never used birth control as part of his blackmail; as a result she became pregnant twice. Our prenuptial agreement would have left her absolutely nothing if it been consensual, leaving her with the burden of proving that she was blackmailed.
I had loved her desperately but doubt is a terrible thing, it will tear away at any belief. I’m not sure just how much I actually believe her. A fiction is easily written to make you out as the victim. Some facts could be checked, and a paternity test will confirm some of her statements. Given the infrequent sex life I had with her during our first three years of marriage the opportunity definitely was there. She claimed that she had ended his domination. Afterwards he died in a car accident just a day later. She gave his name, I’m managed to verify that is true he had died four months after Megan was born.
If my wife would have come to me, told me of this scheme to blackmail her when it began, I would have gotten private investigators to track down everything this man had. To make him stop I used every means; I’m dealt with the blackmailer. My family came from old money with its share of scandals. Blackmail stops when you stand up to them; by being ready to face the scandal, gather your evidence of the blackmail, and reverse it. I’m going to the police, you’re going to jail. Not always easy, but with professional help doable.
I make an appointment for both girls, telling them it’s an annual physical which it is, but also their DNA will be collected for verification. Given the results I may be changing my will I haven’t decided what I may do.
Life goes on, a few weeks after the girls appointment I received the DNA results. On reading, I do find that my fears are true, I am not their father. Both girls had the same father, matching my wife’s account. A little more digging in this man’s background I find is parents, and from them I retrieve materials he was using to blackmail my now dead wife. His father put $2000 I offered in exchange in his pocket. He then told me a different story that they were lovers. That she had kept him at her whim, using him whenever she had the itch, as he put it.
The blackmail materials had several DVDs showing that he was fucking my wife up to Megan’s conception, over most of the first three years of our marriage, some pictures which predate this. From the images on the DVDs, it did not appear any coercion was in use, but looked like the slut had enjoyed it. My suspicions were confirmed especially, when the bitch asked at the end of at least two of the recordings. “Same time tomorrow?”
As for the girls, in some way in my mind I stopped looking at them as my daughters. May be it was the fact that I watched the DVDs and from the time recorded I figured out which one she was impregnated on, and hearing her scream. “I POPPY CUM IN ME NOW, GIVE ME A BABY.” That was enough make me hate that woman. No matter what we shared after I will hate her for that. I can’t even say her name anymore.
Needless to say, I was greatly hurt, angry to the point of being totally enraged, and more confused than I ever had been by all this. The will instructed that the girls were not to know until after Megan reached her 18th birthday. The will gave me the guardianship of them. How do I look them in the eye and still act as a loving father.
The girls had nothing to do with that, they were innocent. When you do not understand why someone is angry you naturally believe it was something that you did. The girls believed something they were doing had enraged me. They didn’t go to the reading of the will, and not knowing of their mother’s infidelity or the circumstance of their birth had no idea what I was dealing with.
At one point, they asked me why I had begun to treat them differently. What have they done to make me angry at them?
“Why are you so pissed off Daddy? Did we do something to make you so mad?” Amanda asked one day after school. She had no way of knowing that I watched those damned DVDs while they were at school. I had no idea what I was hoping to find by watching them. So far all I’ve found with more pain.
“No Amanda, I’m sorry you didn’t do anything. I’m not mad at you or your sister.” When Amanda and Megan hugged me, I’m not sure if it was the fact I did not see them as my daughters, or they look so much like the woman I fell in love with. I found myself daydreaming about how good it would be to make them scream the same words their mother had. Her mother would role-play as one of them; I could hear Amanda screaming the words from one of our fantasy lovemaking adventures.
I had to excused myself and return to my room to sort out my feelings, on one hand I was angry enough at their mother to go through with it. Have them act out one of the recordings, me replacing their father and them their mother. I hated myself once I realized I was transferring my anger to them. Their innocence held me back, how could I do that to those girls who love me, as truly as any child could. At least I realize that they do not deserve any of the punishment that I would’ve dealt the two lovers.
I decided to treat the girls, as who they were, young, beautiful, and innocent, girls who knew nothing of their mothers treachery. I decided that I would enjoy their company as always to forgive them of their accidental birth. Because who can pick who your parents are.
Later that evening at dinner, Amanda had cooked. She had taken over many of the tasks her mother preformed. “I think you’re becoming a better cook than your mother ever was.”
Amanda said. “I miss mummy.” As she looks at me, a confused look comes over her face as I realize I did not hide my anger. She had no clue as to what a bitch her mother had been. Amanda asked. “Why are you mad Daddy did I do something?”
“You did not, your mother did.” I blurted out before even thinking. Both girls were in tears seeing my anger not knowing the cause. Only that I was mad at the beloved mother for no known reason.
“I’m sorry it’s not you girls. I’m having a harder time with your mothers passing that I thought.” I’m not sure if that’s a lie or not, after the first three years our marriage was good, no it was great. She was very affectionate and playful; she took care of the house well, and was always there for the girls and me. She even initiated sex on many nights, I still missed that. She had become the perfect wife and mother. Then she fell ill, if not for her death, I may have never known.
The fact that she allow herself to get pregnant by him twice, and never by me. I’m having trouble getting over her betrayal; even if it started as blackmail it seems she began to enjoy it, more than me, or did she even love him more than me. That’s the idea that’s killing me. I’m going to have to let go of this anger. To move beyond it, so I can enjoy my life.
“Girls do you know what the seven stages of grieving are?” I asked to tears stained faces. As they slowly shake their head no.
“Everyone grieves differently and over different time periods for them, but there are seven stages everyone goes through. First shock and denial, second Pain and guilt, third anger and bargaining, forth depression and loneliness, fifth the upturn, sixth Reconstruction, seventh acceptance. I’m stuck in third. Sorry girls, this isn’t your fault you been wonderful, but I’ve been having a tough time.”
Both girls come around the table to comfort me by hugging me and kissing me on my cheeks. “We love you Daddy.” Both girls say as they hold me tight for a few minutes.
After a while as they do their best to comfort me, all I managed to choke out with my emotions running so high is. “Thank you girls.”
They do make me feel better so I tell them. “I will clean up. You two go find something fun to do.”
Gathering and rinsing the dirty dishes and putting them into the dishwasher, I’m not paying much attention but all of a sudden I noticed the house is very quiet. Too quiet, anyone who has raised kids knows when it gets that quiet, go check on the kids there up to something. The last plate is loaded anyway, I quietly close the dishwasher. Walking quietly through the house to find what the girls are up to.
The living room lights are off, but I can tell that the widescreen TV is on. A cold chill runs down my spine as I realize I haven’t removed that damn DVD from the player. The sound must nearly be off because as I stand in the doorway I can barely hear anything. The girls are there with their hands over their mouth trying not to make any noise, as they watch the recording of their mother’s betrayal in total shock.
I hesitate not knowing how to break it to them or how much they should know. How much they have seen? I did not have to wait long for the answer to that question. I heard my wife’s voice, even though the TV’s speakers were at a very low volume it seemed to echo around the room. Perhaps a lie may be kinder than the truth. At least their mothers lie has some truth that I can show them. I will have to do a lot of damage control and quickly.
I turn on the lights the girls jump, Amanda quickly turns off the TV.
“Girls I’m sorry you saw that.” As I walk toward them to talk.
Amanda asks. “Daddy is that why you’re so pissed off?”
All I can do is shake my head yes in response. A tear is running down my cheek, sadness or frustration it doesn’t matter if there, and the girls see it.
“We’re sorry. We did not know.” Amanda begins with tears streaking down her face. I hold my arms out Amanda rushes into me holding me tightly crying on my chest. Megan comes and wraps herself around Amanda side and mine crying into my chest as well.
I’m doing my best to comfort both girls. Nothing seems to work, I began kissing them on the top of their heads. “Listen I love you and nothing else matters. You’re my girls and nothing else matters.” They finally look up as I say this. I gently kiss each on their forehead. The girls both say “I love you.”
“I never wanted you to know about that. In time I would have dealt with it and you would never have to know.” Megan is extremely bright child near genius level, her math skills are exceptional, science and biology comes easily to her, even in advanced classes she still straight A+ student, but Book smart doesn’t always mean you have enough common sense to keep your mouth shut.
I don’t know when it came to her but she blurted out. “Did you see the date? The date on the video it was nine months before Amanda was born. What mom said did you hear that?” Amanda now cries uncontrollably into my chest, moaning. “No. No. No. No.” My heart is breaking knowing just how she feels.
She pulls away looking me in the face. “It’s.. Can’t be.. NO.. PLEASE NO!” She’s too upset to make a full sentence. Or she just reads the sad confirmation on my face, the same face she saw when I had to tell her some other painful news, about a pet, and then the same face when telling her about her grandparents and later her mother.
“I never wanted you to find out. It doesn’t matter, I love you.” I try to pull her back to me but she slips away and runs to her room.
I can feel Megan nervously shaking against me. “Daddy I look just like Amanda, if she wasn’t two years older than me people would say we’re twins.” Before I can say anything Megan reads my same expression that Amanda did and she knows as well.
“I love you Megan, nothing else matters.”
Megan grows angry and shouts. “HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? IT MATTERS. MY MOTHER WAS A BITCH TO HURT YOU. I DON’T KNOW EVEN WHO I AM.” She pulls away and runs to her room slamming her door. Feel like smashing the whole DVD player right through the TV. I’m so mad at myself for leaving that damn disk in it. How could I let this happen? Why was I so careless with that damned disk?
I don’t want to talk to the girls when I’m in this state. Anger makes for poor negotiating. I do my best to calm down and bring myself under control. It takes several minutes before I am calm enough to handle talking to the girls. I’ll start with Amanda.
I knock on Amanda’s door, waiting a few moments knock one more time, without a response I open her door. Amanda is on her bed with her face buried in her pillow weeping uncontrollably. I walk over setting down on her bed and start gently rubbing her back. I sat there just gently rubbing her back without saying anything. After a very long time, her tears begin to stop. She rolls over and looks me in my eyes.
Why would she do something like that? She knew how much it would hurt you. She told me to never cheat on the man I love. She knew it was wrong but she did it anyway.” Amanda is hurt and frightened. I can only imagine what’s going through her mind, her mother is dead. I’m not her father. Is she afraid that I may reject her? Send her to that man she doesn’t know. What if he rejects her too? She could be an orphan poor and homeless?
“Yes Amanda I am mad and hurt, by what she did. She said she was blackmailed into doing those things, he had pictures of her, that she did not want anyone to see.”
“Blackmail dad, I don’t believe it. That is bill shit; she was enjoying herself a woman can tell. She was a bitch to hurt you. And now that you know,”
I cut her off before she could say anything else. “Amanda I love you, I fed you, changed you, set with you when you’re sick. I held you when you cried. I’ve been your dad from the day you were born. Hell I’ve even bled for you. Nothing will ever change that. You’re my girl and you always will be. Your mother gave me you and Megan at least two good things came of it.”
Amanda asks. “When did you bleed for me?”
“When you were a toddler you somehow got a knife from the countertop while I was making dinner. It was my entire fault; I should have been watching you better. To get it back from you I got cut pretty bad on both of my hands. Your mom comes home seeing you in the playpen covered in blood she screamed at me thinking you were hurt. Then she saw my hands wrapped in bloody towels, she made me go to the hospital. Good thing too, apparently I was cut more severely than I had thought.” I hold my hands so Amanda could see the old scars now just pencil lines on my palms.
She sets up, and then throwing her arms around me pulls me into her. “I love you. But you’re not my father.”
“That doesn’t change how I feel about you, I love you.” She does something I hadn’t expected. She rises up and gives me a kiss directly on my lips holding there. Her mother had made me teach her how to kiss, saying it’s better for me to teach her, then have some punk kid with a hidden camera. Now I wonder if that’s how all this got started. It feels like minutes but I know it was only seconds before I begin the return her kiss. Before I realize what was happening the kiss became hot and passionate. I break away pulling back to look at her.
“What’s wrong Joe?” The first time in her life she is called me Joe. I’m not daddy anymore. That hurt more than anything.
“You just called me Joe.” I state trying to hold back my disappointment.
“I can’t call you father because you’re not. Daddy is a form of father.” She moves up to kiss me again.
“I’m sorry we can’t. Megan is going through this as well.”
Amanda’s eyes go wide with shock as she realizes her sister is her full sister. “That bitch not once, but twice she did that to you.” Again she read my face and sees the truth.
I said “Megan figured that out on her own.” as I raised pulling Amanda to come with me. “We need to go help your sister.” Amanda nods and follows me to Megan’s room.
I knock and wait with no response; I simply walked into her room. Megan turns away from me. I set down on her bed, again rubbing the back of one of my precious girls. After a few moments Megan rolls over to look at me, through tear stained eyes.
“I’m sorry it does matter, but it doesn’t change the fact that I love you. I loved you from your first breath, I will love you till my last.”
Megan sets up and hugs me tightly kissing my cheeks. “I love you too.”
I make eye contact with Amanda, and mouth. “You too.” Amanda’s half smile is enough to let me know she understands.
After a while curiosity is more than Megan can stand. Nervously Megan stammers. “What.. What are you.. What are you going to do? What about that man? Who is he?”
“I’m going to love you, you’re my Megan.” Megan is calmer after hearing this.
“That man was your father and died shortly after you were born.” After saying this both girls exchange a look.
“So we’re orphans?” Megan asked.
I then set both girls down on Megan’s bed close to each other, taking her desk chair and facing them. Then I take one of their hands, and then looked them each into their eyes. “Your mothers will appoints me as your guardian, so nothing changes. I will do what I’ve always done. Love you. I can’t change that about me, everything can be just like before.”
Amanda states. “Everything is different Joe.”
Megan passionately states. “You’re not our father, that bastard is dead and good riddance.”
I’m not sure how or where to go from here. How many times do I need to tell them I love them, how many ways I can show them that I love them.
Amanda speaks with more emotion pulling me into her eyes. “You’re not our father, we’re not your daughters, it’s not the same, how can you love us the same?”
“I do.” I say but it came off as week protest.
“You love us, it can’t be the same, and it’s all changed now.” Amanda leans forward to whisper in my ear. “Now you can fuck my brains out, and it’s not incest.” Smiling she sets back onto the bed.
Oh my God, Amanda just hit on me. The shock is on my face. To kiss is one thing; did she want to actually go that far, change our relationship forever. Megan nervously begins to giggle at my expression. I feel my heart beat nearly double and there’s a strain in my boxers has my body’s reaction does not match what my brain is trying to tell it.
Amanda demands an answer. “Isn’t that true?”
I can’t control my body any longer, there’s a large twinge in my stiffening penis to her words. My thin shorts and boxers do little to hide my erection as the loose material begins to tent. Her statement is definitely half true, it wouldn’t be incest. As for the other half my body tense to lean toward true as well.
Amanda’s free hand falls over the end of my stiffening manhood pressing it against my thigh. Her hand gently squeezes, and her eyes staring into mine. Amanda’s hand feels so good on me; under her hand my manhood comes to full hardness. A devilish smile crosses her face now not needing an answer to either half of her statement.
Amanda had a severe daddy crush that my wife used to tease me about. She would often say. “One of these nights you’re going to find her wrapped around that monster of yours.” Sometimes she would role play, acting like she was Amanda. In that role seducing me and once we began she would always make me refer to her as Amanda. Part of that role playing she would say. “I’m not your daughter I’m your Amanda.” And later on when Megan fell under her daddy crush she did the same using Megan as a target of her fantasy. Was she confessing that my daughters were not mine, or simply preparing me for this moment.
Amanda let go quickly then drew her hand back, as she did my erection sprung up as high as the materials would allow.
Megan gasps as she saw it bounce upward. “What did you say Amanda?”
Amanda repeats “Now you can fuck my brains out, and it’s not incest. Isn’t that true?” Megan stares opened mouth at Amanda. I am still stunned and not able to find my voice.
I finally get the nerve to open my mouth. “It’s true it wouldn’t be incest.”
Amanda’s body shows her arousal, her nipples are hard showing through the thin material of her tight white t-shirt, the crotch of her cut-off jeans shorts are damp from her womanly wetness, and the intoxicating aroma is unmistakable. It does nothing but strengthen my own body’s reaction, my hard on is very uncomfortable straining to rip itself free. It’s now that I realize how long it’s been since I last made love, although fairly fast my wife’s illness still lasted just over a year, it’s been eight months since her passing. Nearly two full years I’ve been celibate.
“Girls it’s been a very long day, I’m sorry but I’m going to have to go get some rest. We’ll talk tomorrow, a little more time may let us think more clearly.”
I turn and quickly leave closing the door behind me. In the Hall I over hear Amanda and Megan, I know I shouldn’t but I can’t stop myself from listening.
Megan “Oh my God, you just thrown yourself at him.”
Amanda “You heard him, it’s not incest. So why not, he makes me horny as hell. I can have him now. I think I’m going to.”
Megan giggles “Okay I’ll admit it too. I get wet thinking about him every night.”
Amanda “Remember the days when we got out of school early. When we got home, we heard them in their bedroom. Mom was role-playing, acting like she was one of us. We sneaked up to their bedroom door to hear them better.”
Megan “Yes I remember, that was so hot.”
Amanda “Remember how I went in to the bedroom just a little, mom saw me with my hand down my pants.”
Megan “Oh my God what did she do?”
Amanda “She smiled, motioned for me to leave. Later when we were back in our rooms, she came and talked to me. She told me she was dying, that hurt. I cried the longest, she just held me. Then she told me after she dies that we should take care of Joe. After that she started making him give me kissing lessons.”
Megan “You mean mom was having him make out with you?”
Amanda “Yeah she had him kiss me just like a boyfriend, one time she even talked him into feeling me up so I would know how to stop a boy from doing that.”
Megan giggles “Did you like him touching you? What did you like?”
Amanda giggles. “Yes! At first it was really good it felt amazing, I didn’t try to stop him. Then mom made him do it more like a boy my age would. That didn’t feel as good, then mom made me try to stop him. It took a couple tries but he helped by showing me a hold to use on boys. She got so sicker after that we never did anything else.”
Megan is very quiet; I cannot hear what she says now.
Amanda is nearly as quiet I only catch a couple of words but what words. They are fuck his brains out. I quickly turned quietly walking to my bedroom I have a feeling that I’ll need whatever rest I can get.
Entering my darken bedroom, I disappear from view, just as I hear Megan’s bedroom door open. From within my bedroom I can see Amanda walking back to her room. I wait until she has closed her door before pushing mine to. As my eyes adjusted I move to undress in the master bath, I follow my normal routine which is more difficult due to my hard on screaming for attention.
I go to bed close my eyes and try to sleep, but over and over my mind travels back to Amanda’s words, fuck his brains out. It’s been many long minutes and still no sleep just every time I close my eyes there is Amanda saying that one time after another.
Looking at the clock it’s barely 11 PM, when my door opens slowly. I can tell its Amanda by her height she is 3 inches taller than Megan, but it’s about time for Megan’s last growth surge. She steps in, closing the door behind her, and again I paused wondering what to say.
“Amanda,” she freezes at the sound of my voice. “What are you doing here?”
“You said yes. Your body said yes. I’m here to fuck your brains out. I wanted to for the last four years. Now I am going to.” She had been moving closer as she spoke, now at the foot of the bed. I reached to turn on the lamp so I could see her clearly. The light caused her to stand still while her eyes adjusted; there she stood fully nude, every inch of her was beautiful, thinner than her mother, 36C-24-36 a perfect hourglass figure a goddess in her own right. I felt my resolve vaporize instantly. I love her, not because she was my daughter we both knew she wasn’t, but for her, loved her spirit, her body, her mind the whole package. Amanda is right everything has changed.
I threw back the blanket that covered me. I revealed my erection which was a good 9 inches long by 3 1/2 inches wide. Her eyes had just readjusted to the light, this was the first time she saw my nude body, and sure she has seen me in my trunks as we swam together many times. This is the first time she seen my fully erect penis, an erection she caused.
Amanda stands there looking at me; her eyes are fixed on my cock. “Oh God it’s beautiful and so big.”
I take her hand and pull her onto my chest and begin to kiss her passionately, her hard nipples rubbed through my chest hair grinding in small circles as she moves her body she moans into our kiss. I feel her tilt her hips and raise one leg to straddle me, as she settles down to me, her clitoris rubs against my enlarged member causing a second moan to escape her throat. I begin to slowly thrust my hips moving my cock over her clit. As I pull back till the crown of my cock it bumps across her clit, she moans loud and she pulls away arching her back. Once she’s high enough for me to latch onto her left breast my mouth seeks her areola and nipple. Her nipple is standing hard and erect like an eraser from first graders pencil dark brown like chocolate drop on dark caramel, my mouth hungrily licks and sucks at her breast. My left hand cups her right breast playing with the nipple and gently massaging her breast.
Amanda moans. “Oh God yes I needed to touch you, I needed for you to touch me. Oh yes Suck my tits.” She straining her hips against me then sliding up and down my manhood. Now it’s my turn to moan from the pleasure she’s giving me. I switch sides to pleasure her other breast. She is beginning to speed up her motions her hips moving faster along my manhood. It’s fully wet from tip to base. Her aroma fills the room; she begins to shake as an orgasm takes her young body. I’ve heard Amanda in her room masturbating at night. I know this isn’t the first orgasm but it seems to be longer and louder than her normal self-induced orgasms. Before she even fully recovers I pushed her over onto her back sliding down between her legs to lick at that gorgeous pussy. Her pubic mound is covered with thin short curly dark hair, her scent permeates it. I grab her thighs and she willingly spreads them, her lips open as her thighs spread wide. In the low light her beautiful body is open to me. I lick from bottom of her pussy to her clitoris in one long slow pass. She squirms as I proceed; Amanda’s clitoris is over an inch long standing straight out fully erect and outside of its protective hood.
Wrapping my tongue around it I slowly draw back and forth, putting my whole mouth over that area of her clit. Two strokes and Amanda’s hands are holding my head tight to her; she thrusts her hips to force her clit deeper into my mouth. As I suck and stroke her Clit she screams in passion as a strong orgasm takes her. I’m glad I put her on birth control after her fifteenth birthday. She’s never had a boyfriend more than two weeks so I am pretty sure she is never done any of this with one of her former boyfriends. I move back onto my pillow looking at her beautiful face as she slowly comes back from her bless. I watch her chest how it rapidly rises and falls, hard nipples stand out still, yet her legs quiver ever so often. After just a short time her breathing becomes regular, Amanda says. “That was the most intense orgasm I had in my entire life.”
Teasing her I say. “Bet I will do better next time.”
Amanda quick witted. “Okay I’ll take that bet, double or nothing.”
“So I don’t do it as well, you get two more.” I fully intend to just barely lose that bet at that moment.
“Oh yes but if you win, I’ll give you a blow job.” Amanda is smiling ear to ear. I may try hard now and see if I can win.
I kiss her passionately getting closer to her, letting my hands run over her body touching every inch of her. My hands run across her hard nipples she moans into my mouth. Teasing, touching, massaged, and lightly pinching the nipple causes her to arch her back pressing her breasts to my hands. Her hands are on mine urging me to massage faster. I gently press her right leg with my foot to allow me room to move between those delightful legs. As I remove my hands in place them beside her shoulders, and rise up placing myself above her, A look of total excitement is crossed Amanda’s face, resting on my knees and left hand, using my right to gently slide my manhood up and down her slit, each time I pump her clit a long moan follows.
Positioning myself now at her entrance, her eyes me mine. “Oh yes Joe do it drive that monster all the way in me make me come all over it.” I gently sink into her moving only a few tenths of an inch, stretching her slowly. I reached about half way down she grabs my hips and thrust upwards taking the second half in one quick movement.
“Oh now I know why you were moving so slow.” She’s never had anything in her as big or deep as I am. Now resting fully in her, Amanda’s breathing is tense. “Relax I’ll stay still till you do we’ll enjoy it better once you relax.” Begin kissing her passionately she’s kissing me back with all the passion she has. She still very tight but the rest of her body has relaxed. So I begin a slow short stroke only moving an inch or so. With no sign of discomfort I begin a longer stroke point out just past her G spot then plunging back in to near her cervix.
In just a minute she is moaning loudly as each stroke stimulates her body closer and closer to climax. “Oh my God that feels so good. Yes Daddy Fuck me. Fuck me, I love you Daddy, fuck me hard.
“I love you Amanda.” As I begin a faster stroke pull out till only the head remains in and diving to her full depth. With each stroke Amanda cries out, “yes” “yes” “oh” “oh yes” till she screams “OH YES I’M CUMMING, DADDY I’M CUMMING FUCK ME DADDY,” I drive in her as quick as I can bring myself to orgasm near her climax. I screamed. “AMANDA I’M CUMMING” I go rigid pushing deeper into her. Amanda spasms with each rope of Cum I fire into her womb, screaming “I FEEL IT I FEEL YOU CUMMING.” I’m vaguely aware of the bed shifting heavily seen Megan fall onto it.
I’m breathing heavily as Amanda goes limp under me. I roll to the center extracting my still hard penis, having just fired my sixth or seventh rope of semen deep in Amanda. I just have enough strength to pull Amanda close in to me. Cuddling her to me I tell her. “I love you Amanda.”
“I love you too.” Amanda says between kisses she is placing on my neck.
“Sleep, I going to sleep soon.” I gave her all my energy in nature demands rest. Just on the edge of consciousness I hear
Megan. “Is he done for the night?”
“Yes” I moan not sure if it actually came out before sleep stole me away.
In the morning I awake to the warmth of Amanda cuddled to my chest her head resting on my shoulder. I had missed this, waking up with a beautiful nude woman next to you. The bed shifts again and Megan rolls back to my side. Now this I could really get used to. Two beautiful women right next to me every morning would definitely give a man reason to get up.
I gently kiss Amanda roll her over so I can extract myself from the bed. She gently rolled back to her back. I move softly as I do not want to disturb the girls. Despite my best efforts I awaken Amanda, she smiles and getting out of the bed in heading to the bathroom. Amanda has finishing her morning pee when I’m arrived to do the same. She stands back and watches with interest as I relieve my stretched bladder. “Ever see a man pee before?”
“No, first time for that too. Have a lot the first in the last day.”
“Yeah which firsts did you have?”
Thinking she says, “First porn where I knew someone in it, first time I saw you nude and hard. First time I touched a hard penis. First time I ever got oral sex. First time I have sex. First time I’ve ever had more than one orgasm in a night. First time I slept nude with you. Oh first time I had sex with an audience.” I chuckled. “That’s first for me too.”
“Joe, I had one more first last night first last time. The last time I’ll be with anyone for the first time. Never am I going to be with someone other than you. I made up my mind you’re it. I don’t want another man. When you stop being my Guardian I want you to be my husband, I want to be mother to your children.” Amanda pulls me into a passionate kiss; the longer we kiss, more I want the same thing.
“Oh what are we going to do about Megan? You saw how she came last night, as nude as you, ready to jump my bones I just didn’t have anything left after you.”
“Fuck her brains out just like you did for me. She needs to be loved just like I do. We talked for a long time last night after you left we talk to Megan’s room for a little while. Then she came to my room and we talk a lot longer. We decided that what mom did wasn’t fair to you. The cheating was one thing that hurt you, but she robbed you of having children. We’re both going to make up for that. We both love you, and couldn’t decide which one of us should be with you, we both want to be. So we decided to share you. Megan wants to start birth control until she is 18, I’ll stay on birth control until I am 18. When we’re 18 we will both start having children, your children. You’ve given us everything we have ever wanted. We know you will be a great father. We will be happy to be your women, and I will love you until my last breath.”
What could a man say to that? You would have to had ice water for blood, with no emotions to even consider not taking them up on that offer. Teenagers can change their mind in fifteen minutes, or hold to something forever. Hopefully it’s forever and I’ll be a happy man with two young lovers.
“You got this all planned out, are you sure?”
“Joe I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.” Amanda says smiling brightly. I pull her in tightly to me, kissing her passionately for almost a minute. She pulls away tell me. “Today is Megan’s day, I get you tomorrow. So don’t get any ideas about repeating last night with me until tomorrow. Now go and give Megan what she’s been wanting for a last couple of years.”
I shave and brush my teeth to finish most of my normal morning routine. Amanda has left for her own bedroom. Now it’s just me and Megan in the master suite. Last night with Amanda I didn’t have to worry about her hymen, she lost hers in an accident while riding her horse; I was there, carried her to my car and brought her home. Megan on the other hand hasn’t as far as I know lost hers.
Megan still asleep in my bed, I gently creep back into the bed with her. Cuddling up to her, Megan feels wonderful her nude skin touching mine is a high on its own. For the last two months I’ve been dealing with my wife’s infidelity. Now it seems her actions have given me two perfect lovers. The calmness makes it hard to not fall asleep. I know Megan can sleep all day if I let her. A couple extra hours isn’t going to hurt either of us it being Saturday. I will lay here enjoying her warmth until I awake later today.
A few hours later I no longer feel Megan near me, I come awake feeling lonely longing for her touch. I hear chatting coming from the kitchen. So I decide to join them. I just dress in boxers a pair of shorts, leave my chest bear. Walked into the kitchen, just as breakfast is being readied the eggs are just going into the hot skillet being prepared my favorite way.
“Good morning girls.” I called them.
“Good morning Joe.” They both call back.
I’m going to miss, good morning daddy, but the trade-off will be worth it. I didn’t realize how much at ease I would be with this. Any time before my wife’s death I would have never considered such a thing. Now knowing the truth I find it comforting that my girls love me not just like a father, because what teenager doesn’t rebel against their parents. I hope maybe my life with two teenage lovers, maybe better than with two rebellious teenage daughters. They never were any trouble. I noticed both girls are in just a T-shirt and panties normally they ware pajama bottoms too, but I really like this so I’ll not complain their legs are gorgeous after all.
“Something smells delicious.” I’m giving a compliment to the girls.
Megan says. “Thank you, da, Joe.” She nearly calls me daddy.
“Megan you can call me daddy any time you want to. You have the last 13 and half years and I’m still the same person.” I smile back at her.
Megan “I’ll call you Joe because I don’t want you to think of me as your daughter.”
Given the conversation I had with Amanda this morning that is very understandable. Both girls are wishing to be my lover and wife. That may not requires us to stop thinking of each other as father and daughter, but it would make it easier for the both of us.
“Okay Megan that’s what you want honey its fine with me.” I step behind her as she sets the table, I nuzzle and her neck and kiss her there by the table. She drives her backside into me playfully, and then rotates her hips rubbing my crotch with her fine ass.
Teasingly I say. “Megan wants gotten into you.”
Putting a finger to her lips she teases right back. “Nothing yet that’s the problem.”
“Well maybe this afternoon we will fix that.” I’m smiling back at Megan looking into her eyes. Her eyes shone lust, her mouth in a smile, his light blush to her face, her nipples hard and erect pushed against the thin material of her tight T-shirt. It was now that I realized I had been holding back, not allowing myself or the girls to show the full love and feelings we have for each other.
“I love you Megan like a husband loves his wife.” I whispered into Megan’s ear.
“Oh yes Joe, I love you too, just like that. I’ve been waiting for you.” Megan pushes her ass tight to me.
Amanda has brought the food to the table. Amanda asked playfully “Are you two, going to eat or not?”
The image of Megan on my bed legs spread wide and my head held firmly to her sweet clit flashes through my mind. I think better of saying anything that would get her hotter than she was now. I decide a slow tease would be more fun. “Amanda is right; we better have breakfast to keep up our strength.”
“You are going to need all the strength you have, Joe.” Megan says devilish grin looking at me.
We have a large around table that could easily fit eight people. Megan sets close to me on my right, Amanda is next to Megan. As we begin Amanda leans over and whispers something to Megan both giggle and turn and look at me. They have decided to do a slow striptease for me, both reach down taking the hem of T-shirts and slowly lifting them off their bodies. My mouth dropped; thankfully I didn’t have any food in it, the image of them would be enough to melt an average iceberg.
All I manage to say Is. “Wow!”
The image of my girls’ perky teen breasts will be something I will remember forever. Megan’s breast are not quite as large as Amanda’s 36 C cup breasts but at 34 B I’m sure in two years hers may be even larger, either way I will not be disappointed if they stayed just like they are.
“You better eat, Joe. I’m not waiting forever.” Megan says with a devilish grin.
I eat quickly, nearly burning my tongue with the hot coffee. I think I finish in record time as I get up to put my dirty plate and cup in the dishwasher. Amanda stops me. “I’ll take your that Joe.”
I had never before gotten her to put her own dishes away, now she’s doing mine too. “Thank you, Amanda.”
“You keep doing to us, what you did to me last night you’ll never have to raise a finger around here.”
“Baby I was a little rusty; it had been a couple of years. I should get a lot better real soon.” I’m smiling at them. Amanda’s nipples seem to have gotten even harder after I said this. The look on her face as if she is having an orgasm just from remembering last night.
“Joe, you do any better with me than what you did to Amanda. Okay just don’t fuck me to death, please.” Megan teases.
“Megan very few people have ever died from sex he your age, it’s usually the older people who have heart attacks from sex. I promise to be very gentle with you.”
“Not too gentle Joe, I want to cum with your monster all the way in me.” Megan’s devilish grin is back. After we finished breakfast Amanda clears away the dirty dishes and places them into the dishwasher for cleaning. When Amanda comes and sits back down with us I think it’s the right time for us to talk.
“You know I love you both. The last thing I want to see are you two ever being hurt by any of this. I don’t want either of you to be jealous of the time I spent with the other. It may be just Amanda is available in the afternoon and you’re not Megan, but I’ll try to make sure each of you each get attention from me. But I’m only one man can do only so much. If either of you have a problem you can always talk with me, it’s better to bring a problem to light, then leave it to get worse. If I have a problem I want to talk it through with you women. I was having such hard time dealing with what your mother did till it came to light, and you help me through it. Thank you for that. I know that’s in the past, this led us to this point. But if you have a problem with what have to say next we will talk through it now.
“Megan, me and Amanda had a conversation this morning. She said that you and she wanted to be my lovers, and to act as my wife in the future having my children. Is that correct?”
Amanda shakes her head yes.
Megan looks at me and begins to speak. “Amanda and I talked it over last night. I think it’s the right thing for us all. It lets us maintain our lifestyle, giving each of us the love we want and deserve. Besides all the boys my age are done faster than they can get undressed, by what my girlfriends tell me.”
“So there’s no problem with exclusivity between the three of us, I will not try to date anyone. I have the two of you I will never need anyone else; I’ll never want anyone else. What I’m trying to say is that I love you both. As long as one of you wishes to continue this relationship I will have no problem remaining exclusive to you. The only thing I ask, if you wish to pursue another relationship that you talk to us both, before acting on that.” Both girls are listening closely what I have to say.
Amanda “I for one do not intend to ever have a relationship other than this one.”
“Amanda for a lifelong relationship can be hard to maintain, it requires a lot of work on all involved. I love you, more you’ll ever know, and I will do everything I can to build this relationship even stronger. The same goes for you too Megan. If ever you find you do not want to keep our relationship going I would like to be first to know.”
Megan “I know I’m only fourteen and most people don’t think that’s old enough to go into a lifelong relationship, but I’m more mature than most people would ever suspect.”
“Megan I didn’t think you’re mature enough to handle being in this relationship we wouldn’t be having this conversation, I know you’re. But you also know are under legal age for this state, so no one not even your best friend can be told about this relationship. You can talk to Amanda or me. Don’t tweet, MySpace or any other social media about this. Don’t change your MySpace page to say you’re in a relationship. Don’t give anyone a clue to what happens in this house. They would be jealous to find out how perfect our lives are. Or for some reason which I have no idea, they will try to stop us from having what they themselves deny wanting.”
Amanda jokes. “I had a girlfriend once that would go out with any boy I said I liked. After she had stolen two good ones away from me, I picked some of the nerdish boys in my class she still went out with them.”
Megan giggles. “Is that Beth?”
Amanda laughs “Yes Beth does that but it’s been good for her, grace improved, I think her nerd boyfriends do her homework.”
“Nonetheless that is a good example. What one person has another will try to get, or steal it. Lots of people when they can’t have it, we’ll see they can destroy it, sometimes it seems more than ones who would just leave it alone.”
Megan brings up an important point. “Joe I’m not on birth control you know that, even though it’s not the right time of the month for me to get pregnant the possibility is there. I’ve heard of the morning after pill let us have our fun today and not worry about pregnancy without using a condom. I don’t want to have anything between us on our first time, and my very first time.”
“Looks like I’m getting cleaned up to run to a pharmacy for your morning after pill.” I’m glad I had such a smart and loving girlfriend, can’t say daughter that’s not true, so girlfriend it is.
A devilish idea runs through my mind. “You girls have anything you want me to talk about now.”
Amanda says “other than what you can or better yet what they don’t have to wear at home.”
“Amanda my girlfriend you don’t have to wear anything.”
Megan “You mean we can run nude around here and it would not affect you.” I’m shaking my head yes he is both of girls remove their panties.
“I didn’t say it would not affect me, I said you could if you wanted to. Of course if you’re going to run nude I want to as well.” I am button my shorts can slip both boxers and shorts off. Exposing a raging hard on. Before asking Megan reaches over and takes it into her hand her fingers don’t reach fully around. Her hand runs up and down my shaft.
“Oh my God Amanda you had this in you last night.”
Amanda giggles “Every last bit of it, it feels amazing having it fill up my pussy, if you don’t want to I’ll be happy to let Joe put it back in me right now.”
“Amanda I didn’t say that, if you can take his monster I can too. It’s impressive that this thing would fit in any girl without making her scream.”
Amanda giggles. “It made me scream alright, I think it will be making me scream the rest of my life.”
Megan giggles. “It did make you scream. If Joe makes me scream the same way I may be addicted to it as well.”
Joe “I’ll do my best Megan to make you scream longer than your sister, in that same good way.” Megan gets up and quickly straddles my thighs then pushing herself tight against me. “You promised to make me scream.”
I pull her into a passionate kiss first me ever shared, oh sure we kiss before but not like lovers. Holding her hips close to me, my free hand cups and massages her breast in just a moment she begins to moan in pleasure. I bring both hands to her breasts squeezing both, playing with her nipples really my thumbs across them. After we break our kiss, Megan arches her back, and I dive onto one of her breasts moving my hand to cup her ass. My mouth closes over her aerial sucking it in the nipple into my mouth. Run my tongue as far out as I can on her aerial then moving inward circling the nipple. My tongue attacks Megan’s nipple, flicking it side to side.
Megan moans. “I could get used to you playing with my tits every day.” I speed up my tongue’s actions on Megan’s breast.
Amanda has both hands playing with her breasts as well. “I know I want him too right now.” I gently begin the rub my hard dick up and down her wet cunt. Megan she moans loudly. “Oh that feels so good. Yes.”
I want to make sure Megan is enjoying herself. Coming off her tit to moving my mouth the other, and taking into my mouth sucking hard her nipple and areola or pulled into my mouth. She moans loudly. “Oh yes, that’s the first time I had my tits sucked.”
I rocked my hips side to side pushing against her. Her lips of her labia part moving to the side of my engorged penis, making it much easier to stimulate her clit. Feeling the little nob press against my cock I gently move up and down now. Megan eyes go wide as I stimulate her body.
“Stop I got to pee.” Megan demands. Then pulls away she runs to the powder room, setting on the toilet she doesn’t pee, but the urge slowly goes away. Amanda giggles knowing that she just missed out on having an orgasm.
After leaving the powder room, she sets back down in my lap no longer straddling me but cuddles up with her head on my shoulder.
“Megan have you ever had an orgasm before?” I asked kindly as I can, trying not to hurt her feelings. Without lifting her head Megan answers. “No I had never had one.”
Amanda teases her sister. “Silly girl you just about did before you jumped up.”
Megan almost looks angry. “You mean that feeling like I had to pee.”
Gently I say. “Megan that’s the feeling you get just before you have an orgasm, the stronger the urge the more powerful the orgasm, some women have ejaculate, it called spurting. It’s not like pee. It’s clear and unlike anything else, call girl cum, most of time is only occurs with strong orgasms.”
Amanda asks. “Joe how do you know so much about girl’s cum?”
“Your mother was a spurter, I loved making her cum hard enough to spurt, and she went wild.” Wide smile comes across my face.
Megan asks. “You think we can learn to spurt too?”
“There’s a good chance we could learn what it takes to make her body do that, may take a lot of practice and you telling me exactly what feels best.” Large devilish smile covers my face.
Amanda picks up on lot of practice with a devilish smile she says. “Oh I’m up for the practice any time you want.”
Megan almost lost in her thoughts picks up now a wide smile comes across her beautiful face. “Now that I know what to expect I’m up to try again.” Then she stands pulling me towards my bedroom. After getting to the bedroom she stands the door until I entered, locking eyes with her sister to silently plead. “Let me do this by myself.” Then she closed the door.
I got on the bed and was watching as she turns back to me, running as she no longer had any hesitation. Jumping onto the bed she came straight to me, positioned herself just across from me, with her legs spread ready for my immediate invasion. I had other plans I knew I needed to warm her back up to give her orgasm; she was very wet now but I wanted her drenched, and dripping. I also didn’t want this to be fast. I wanted to prolong it for it to last as long as I could. To give her a memory that she could enjoy the rest of her life, a first time that she would brag to her granddaughters about.
I positioned myself over top of Megan, and between her legs holding myself high enough to not make contact with any part of her body. She reached between us grabbing hold of my manhood. She rubbed me up and down her labia moaning as she crossed her own clit. I kiss her passionately, as she manipulated my manhood sliding it down to her vaginal opening, I draw back raising my hips causing her to moan in frustration. “You pulled away, why?”
“I want to give you at least one orgasm before we begin.”
“No.” She said forcefully. “I want my first orgasm to be on that big cock of yours. That’s why I haven’t had one before. I want you to give me my first orgasm during my first time making love.”
“Okay, I want for you to get close, the point where you begin to feel the urge to pee. While you’re still tingling I will begin the intercourse. That should bring you to orgasm pretty quickly; I may be able to give you an orgasm that lasts some time.”
She nodded her head agreeing to what I suggested. I kissed her again and moved my kisses over her face her chin her neck her shoulders her upper chest her breasts her nipples, I’ve worked a long time on her nipples, with the kiss she moaned her approval, after her breast I jump straight to her pussy. Knowing how ticklish her belly is, not wanting anything to lower her heat. I teased while I check her wetness, I slowly spread her labia opening pink pussy to me, her aroma hit me full force, sweet and musty a woman in lust. She was wetter than I thought, I didn’t need tease her long just enough to make her body crave mine. My tongue touched her clitoris causing her arch her back and call out. “Oh God it feels so good I will cum if you keep that up.” Her clitoris is just like your sisters not a stimulated as her sister’s was last night but I can tell when she’s fully aroused hers will be an inch or so in length. I put my attention those beautiful lips the cover her paradise. After a few seconds I can tell she’s nearly there her breathing is labored, she is getting closer I continue until she stopped me. “I’m getting the urge really strong.”
I get into position over Megan, again she takes my manhood moves it over her vaginal opening I can feel her wetness seeping from her, I look her in the eyes. I can see wanton lust flickers and her eyes. I gently push forward impaling her, my manhood slowly sinking deeper into her, her hymen makes contact with the head of my cock. She nods letting me know she is ready. She’s relaxed enough so I press hard ripping through her maidenhood and sinking deep into her, over half of my cock disappears into her. A small screen of pain has I pass through her hymen is all she lets out. I hold still until her pain is gone. “When your pain is gone we will make love until we can’t move anymore.” After a minute, she pulls me down to kiss, after breaking whispers in my ear. “Put your weight on me, I want to feel you tight against me and push that cock the rest of the way in.” As I sink down push in at the same time my body lowers to her. As I begin to place my weight onto her I move my arms so my elbows take part of my weight, still press tightly to her.
“I wanted this for ever to feel you like this.” She thrust her hips taking every last inch I have to give; I’m now fully surrounded by her. “Oh yes I feel so full, it feels so good.”
Then I am pulling my hips back to make my cock pass over her G-spot. Then plunging forward until I contact her cervix, her eyes going wide with the sensation, then that smile crossed her angelic face. I continue repeating is motion until her eyes close her head those back she is moaning constantly, I raise up just enough so her nipples rock hard are rubbing with every thrust across my chest. I kiss and lightly nipped her neck up to her ear lobe. Her moaning is increasing I fill her tight and around my thrusting cock, again thrust faster and deeper.
Megan moans. “Oh God that urge is so strong I’m going to pee everywhere.”
“Don’t fight that feeling, go with it, Cum for me baby girl, cum for me Megan.” I continued thrusting.
“Oh God, Good.. It’s So Good.. I’M CUMMING.. CUMMING. I’M CUMMING.. YESSS” she now screams with each breath drawing in hard, and screaming “YYYEEESSSSSS” as long as she has breath to cry out. I keep thrusting into Megan; her orgasm only intensifies as it goes spasms run the length of her body. Her hands clench the sheets, her legs kicked wildly, I feel her spurt hitting the base of my cock and over balls, and they drip her come. We been making love for nearly half an hour and she’s been in orgasm for more and half that. I speed my thrusting up, she still in the throes of her orgasm her head still moves wildly side to side whipping her dark brown hair. I can’t hold back anymore. I scream, “I’m Cumming.” thrusting hard deep in to her. She screams “I FEEL IT GOING IN ME.” She finally stiffens then fell to the bed limp as a rag doll. I raise myself off her to give her more room to breathe. Her breathing is deeper. I am quickly going limp and withdraw from Megan. Rolling on my side then cuddling to her. She feels so good in my arms I gently stroked her hair pulling strands the cover her face away.
Its then that I noticed that Amanda has entered the room obviously some time ago, she is in my chair facing the bed her legs are drawn up with her feet in the chair beside her hips her head is back her eyes are closed, and two fingers are buried deep into her pussy.
My heart goes out to Amanda, summoning a reserve of strength I walked to her. Gently lift her from the chair and carried her place her on my bed. Then cuddling back up to Megan once settled in Amanda cuddling into me. Before going back to sleep Amanda said. “That so hot watching you two, Megan was cuming like forever.”
“It was great she even spurted not bad for her first orgasm. But she wore me out. I will need a nap for an hour or two.”
Sleep came quickly to the girls, with both girls were sound asleep, before I was. I felt truly loved between these two. As I lay there just before sleep a strange clarity fills me. Of all possible scenarios given the events of early marriage this was the best result. If she had confessed all and I have not forgiven or believed her about the blackmail, I wouldn’t have those great final years spend with her, and her two daughters to love and be loved by, now and in the future. She would have died penniless leaving her daughters orphaned; although too young to care for themselves, they would’ve been separated in different foster homes with little hope for a good future. That’s not a future I want for them. I see that she did her best to make up for her mistake. I think Anna had tried to tell me, but I didn’t hear her. I would wonder why she was so sad some days, crying over something she never would talk about. She would just say I’m sorry and put her head on my shoulder and cry for the longest time. Then she would make love to me. After she always says, “I love you more.” That’s it; Anna did love me more than him. My mind is fully calm now sleep comes fast. Just before the world fades out, I hear Anna whisper “I love you more.”
My life begins a new that weekend; pain gave way to love and forgiveness.
Believe it or not I did find what had been looking for on those damned DVDs her last visit where she broke it off, was all the evidence proving the blackmail. All the evidence, I will ever need to prove what a bad man he truly was. I’m glad the girls took after Anna.
Over the years our love grew and so did our family. Now ten years later, the chorus of “Good morning Daddy” greets me every day at the breakfast table our four children’s voices, say the second most favorite greeting to me. My mostly favorite usually happens about half an hour before then “Good morning Joe.” Amanda or Megan of my most precious women in my life, wake up with me every day. They had been true to their word I don’t have to lift a finger around the house. I still help with the children whenever I don’t get caught doing it. Funny how it all worked out, I let love replace hate, and ended up with double what I had before, two perfect lovers, who are perfect mothers to our four children, we have three girls and a boy. My precious women are thinking they want to change that, who am I not to give them everything they want. I got to run the house is too quiet. Now what are they up to?
I’ve been trying to talk her into allowing another guy to have sex with her but she feels like there’s no one who would be willing to do it and because of that she always says no. But that sort of changed last month.A little back story first. My wife(33)and I(32) have been married 10 years. She is 5’5” 225 lbs with 34d Breast. Deep brown hair just past her shoulders. Her ass isn’t small but it’s perfect and her body has all the right curves. When we met she was experienced but not Adventurous. That hasn’t changed much. We have since introduced some toys and a little bit of role-play but she still won’t take the lead in to actually trying anything new. I’ve been trying to talk her into allowing another guy to have sex with her but she feels like there’s no one who would be willing to do it and because of that she always says no. But that sort of changed last month.
I was online talking to a guy about How I have been wanting to see her with another man. He told me he would be very interested in helping me achieve my wish. I was a little unsure about it since I knew my wife wasn’t going to go for it but he told me he had a plan. He worked A couple hours from where we live and he stays in a hotel during the week. He said he would get adjoining rooms and give us one for a few nights. Because of how stressed we had been I would tell her that we were going away for a few days to relax.
The week came around and my wife was ready to go not knowing what was going to happen. We took off work Thursday and Friday so we could have a long weekend. Since it was only a couple hours to the hotel we took our time getting there. After we checked in and got our room sorted out I messaged Michael to let them know everything was going according to plan. He responded saying that he would be off work around six would get something to eat and be in his room waiting. I told him that sounded good and I’d let him know when everything was set.
Since it was meant to be a relaxing weekend we went out to eat at a nice restaurant. Between the wine and the innuendo I knew she was starting to get in the mood. I checked the time, it was 730. Perfect, Michael had plenty of time to eat and shower and he would be waiting for the signal. We made our way back to the room and is soon as we got there she began to get undressed. I told her I had something special planned for the night. I opened my bag and pulled out a bodystocking. It had a top with legs that were attached to it by garters. I asked her to slip into that as I got everything else ready. While she changed I unpacked a 3 piece restraint for the bed and set it up. She laid down on the bed and I bound Her wrists together, then to the single restraint at the head of the bed. I then bound her feet to the two at the foot leaving just enough slack that she could turn over on all four. Then I blindfolded her and gave her exposed pussy a light graze and told her I would be right back.
I exited the room and went next-door and knocked. He answered the door wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Michael is 5’10” probably 200-210lbs with a trim build and some muscle tone. His graying hair was cut in a professional style. For a man in his early 50’s he had taken very good care of himself. A quick Exchange of introduction And he invited me into his room. I told him I had Katie ready. I must’ve looked very nervous because he asked me twice if I was sure that I wanted to go through this. I told him yes and motion to my now very erect dick straining against my pants. His grin quickly vanished with a “FUCK, I forgot to get condoms!” I could see the Immediate disappointment in his face. I gave it a quick thought and responded “Are you clean?” He said yes but he still didn’t want to risk getting her pregnant. “It’s ok, I’ll trust you. Just pull out and have her swallow your load.” I could tell he was still unsure but I assured him it would be ok. And with that we headed back to Katie.
As we entered Michael couldn’t take his eyes off her. I’m not sure if he had a hardon before he came in but I noticed it as I turned to see him pulling out his phone. He motioned to ask if it was ok to take pictures and I nodded. As he did I moved to Katie running my hand up her thigh to her now warm unshaven pussy. “Babe there is one more thing, tonight I want your virgin ass.” As I said it I ran my finger down her pussy and pressed it against the tight virgin hole. Michael looked at me in amazement and pointed to himself. I nodded yes he was going to get to pop her. I moved off the bed kissing her lips and towards the dresser turning on music and picking up my small video camera. Michael didn’t wait he had his shirt off and took my place at her side.
As Michael climbed onto the bed next to Katie I could see the worry on her face. We had talked about one day doing anal but she was always very nervous about it since she had never done anything before. Michael lay next to her in only his jeans eyeing every inch of her thick body. I watched in anticipation as his first move was to run the back of his fingers across her cheek then kiss her. She must have enjoyed it because as he pulled away she followed him. He then ran his hand over her lace coved breast pinching her nipple as he moved. She lay still as he began kissing her chest and moving down to her nipple. She drew a sharp breath as he bit down on her now erect nipple. He continued kissing his way down her stomach to the top of her pussy. Her ran his fingers across her pussy probing softly. I hadn’t expected him to be so gentle. In my mind I thought he would want to move much faster, but he planned to take his time and make sure they both enjoyed tonight.
As I watched him begin to finger my wife I suddenly remember that I had brought a dildo and bullet vibrator. I quickly fished them from the bag that had contained the other props of the night and gently lay them in Michaels reach. He eyed the two items, a 9 inch true flesh dildo and a 3” mini vibe. He picked the latter turning it on and ran it across her lips. Katie opened her mouth allowing the toy in rolling her tongue around it. Once it was wet Michael removed it from its first home and placed it at the top of her pussy and moved it down opening her pussy as he did. Katie was beginning to feel at ease and was enjoying being teased. Michael again began kissing her body through the lace material. With his free hand he squeezed one breast then the other. Katie was grinding against the vibe as it traced up and down her wet pussy.
With the first sign of animal lust Michael set the small vibe down and with both hands took the collar of the lace top and pulled it down hard freeing both of her breasts at the same time. Surprised by the sudden aggressive act Katie tried to shift but there was nowhere for her to go. She was his and she knew it. “Not so ruff” she pleaded but there was no response. He took her nipple in his mouth biting and sucking. It was everything I could do to not pull my dick out and start jerking off right then. Michael stood off the bed unbuttoned his jeans and allowed them to drop to the floor. His fully erect cock sprung and bounced as it was freed. He was a good 8-9 inch’s and just a little thicker than my own. The veins stood out engorged. I was in awe of it as I watched him climb over my Wife and squat over her stomach placing his cock between her breasts and then squeezing them around it making all but the head disappear. He began rocking back and forth pushing up enough that the top of his cock would come right to her lips. Katie knew just what to do and opened with her tongue out just a bit allowing the head of his cock to enter her mouth.
After a few moments of tit fucking Michael moved to the head of the bed. He ran his hand up the back of her head grabbing her hair and pulling her head back causing her again to wince, “Gentle”. But he wasn’t. He moved forward bringing his cock to her lips giving her no chance to speak again he pushed it into her mouth. Katie took as much as she could gagging a little as he tried to fit all of his cock in her mouth. He pulled back and began using his grip on the back of her head to bob her head up and down. Katie had never been forced like that before and tried pulling back but his grip held her. My own cock pressed hard against my pants. I unzipped allowing it free and began to jerk to my beautiful wife being face fucked by a stranger. After several thrust she relaxed and stated going with the rhythm. Michael loosen his grip and Katie sucked on his cock. I knew what she was doing with her tongue, tracing the head and rolling it along the base of his shaft letting out soft moans with every thrust. He continued for several minutes till he let out a groan and filled Katie’s mouth with his Hot cum. I watched as some spilt from the sides of her mouth. But she swallowed every drop she could. Michael pulled his throbbing cock from her mouth and used it to make sure she got every drop.
Between panted breaths Katie remarked “it’s been a long time since I did that for you”. Michael looked at me and grinned. I had cum as well shooting my load on the floor and bed. Michael moved again this time to laying almost on his side with his head between Katie’s thighs. As he touched her she lifted her hips to him offering her wet pussy. He complied by kissing her lightly then using two fingers spread her open and licked from the bottom of her pussy to her clit stoping to kiss and suck lighty. Katie shifted her hips and moaned “please I want to cum”. A request he wasn’t going to refuse. He began to finger her and licking sucking and biting her pussy. She ground her hips against his now 2 fingers in her. Breathing deeply enjoying every moment. I wanted so badly to fill her mouth with my now hard cock. Her open mouth waiting, as if knowing what I thought Michael moved his free hand to her breast then to her head placing 2 fingers in her mouth. She clamped down on them sucking hard. Right as I thought she was going to cum Michael pulled away leaving her panting, begging, “don’t stop I’m so close”. He retrieved the small vibe from the bed and stuck it the full length into her dripping pussy. Pulling it out he looked at me smiling as he traced it down to her ass.
“No, wait I’m not…”, with one firm push it was in with only half an inch sticking out. Katie winced with pain. It wasn’t anywhere near the size of a cock but it was enough. Michael back to his gentle soft actions slowly eased it out and back in till the lite pain became a different wonderful feeling. Returning his fingers to her pussy he continued eating her till she had her first orgasm of the night. In the 10 years we have been together I have never seen her have such an intense orgasm. Michael kept his face buried licking her cum as wave after wave shuttered through her body.
On a normal night Katie and I would have been done. But Michael wasn’t, he was hard again and still had 2 holes to fuck. He knelt between her legs and looked to me. I was unsure why till I remembered we didn’t have condoms. I nodded my approval for him to continue and he waisted no time running the head of his cock up and down her pussy a few moments then Katie exclaimed, “Damnit Steven, fuck me. I want your cock in me!” With that Michael entered my wife. Slowly filling her till his balls were against her and he could feel the vibration from the toy in her ass. He began pumping his hips. Slowly till he was full speed pounding her. She grunted and moaned with every thrust, “yes, fuck me, I want you”. I was stoking watching as my wife was pleasured buy his every motion. He pressed his body to hers burying his face in her neck. Then as Katie began to climax she wrapped her legs around Michael and gasped, “I’m coming, I’m coming. Cum in me baby!” Michael grunted as he tried to pull out but there was to much slack in the restraints and Katie held him with her legs as they both groaned and came together. I watched dumbfounded as my wife held him in her as he shot his cum deep inside her. As Katie dropped her legs, Michael, breathing hard turned and looked at me. His cock still I’m her. In the excitement of the moment I had cum as well. We looked at each other for a long moment. Trying to decide what to do. The three of us breathing hard.
Michael pulled out and his cum began to drip out and down my wife. I couldn’t believe it and nether could he. Until we married Katie had never sex without a condom. As I tried to figure out what to do next Katie broke the silence, “god that was amazing”. Katie lifted her head and Michael leaded in and they kissed. As they pulled back I heard her whisper, “I think I’m ready for that cock in my ass.” Michael smiled. He helped her filp over and got her ass in the air. Pulling the small vibe from her tight hole Michael pushed two fingers into her now well fucked pussy and removed a glob of his own cum and rubbed it into her ass. Then he placed the head of his cock right on her tight hole and said his fist words since entering the room, “3,2,1”. And with a push forced the head of his cock into her ass. Katie yelped and let out a cry. As she tried to fight it. Michael slowly began pumping in and out. Katie’s sounds of pain began to fade as he continued until it was moans of pleasure. Michael paused for a moment retrieving the until now unused dildo from beside them and worked it until it was buried as deep as he could get it in her pussy. Katie feeling this had begun pushing against him moaning telling him to fuck her. And he did. Pounding her only half as hard as he had before. It took only minutes and Katie had and Michael shared another orgasm. Michael, now spent, pulled out of her as she lowered herself down on the bed cum dripping now from both holes. The room smelled of sex. Michael stood gathering his clothes shook my hand and whispered “thank you” into my ear. He quietly returned to his room through the adjoining door.
Katie was exhausted. I rolled her over kissed her and removed the dildo from her pussy as more of Michael’s cum dripped out. I kissed her and removed the restraints. As she lay there I removed her blindfolded we looked into each other’s eyes. She thanked me for such a wonderful evening. I helped her up and to the shower. When she returned we lay in bed my mind still racing. She passed out. My fantasy a reality I feel asleep wondering if I should ever tell her.
It’s time for Mommies Birthday PresentI think I was only, just, hitting puberty when I first caught a glimpse of my moms Cunt.
Before that, the idea of my ‘Mother’ as a sexual being was utterly ridiculous, I mean, that would be incest, wouldn’t it?
I had been at home alone and naturally, being at the beginning of puberty, I had snuck onto my parents pc to look at porn.
We weren’t exactly well off nowadays with dad losing his job and all, so it was the only computer left in the house.
I had been watching one of my favourite porn clips intensely when I heard footsteps from around the corner.
‘Shit, who’s that, I didn’t hear them get home!’
I immediately turned off the monitor and still fully nude, slipped behind the large filing cabinet near the corner of the room.
I couldn’t afford to get caught here either, having left my clothes in my room.
I sat there listening with my eyes closed but hearing only scuffling sounds as someone pottered around putting their bags and other essentials away.
Then I heard the ‘blip’ sound as someone turned on the pc monitor, followed by the “argh, yeah, fuck me in the cunt, use me, make me cum, make me CUM!”
“Jarred” I heard my moms voice huff out.
“Well, I guess he is a teenager now,” she mused, “it’ll only get worse from here on out.”
I expected her to exit the porn site, and get on with whatever it was she had turned the pc on for in the first place. But the sounds of “YEAH, that’s right, fuck my cunt!, Fuck!, My!, Cunt!” kept coming from the speakers.
After a while, I started to hear a slow rhythmic panting on top of the scratchy pornographic screams coming from the computer speakers.
Ever so gently, I turned and peeked out with one eye from behind the filing cabinet to see a most incredible sight.
There she was, my Mother, splayed out and arching her back over the computer chair. The buttons of her tight office work shirt were undone, leaving her flat, toned, stomach and perky round D-cup bra visible. But the most shocking thing was the fact that she had one hand down lower and was ploughing herself relentlessly in her dripping Gash with a gigantic black dildo.
I jerked my head back around, breathing hard and my heart racing, only to find my cock harder than ever before.
Staring helplessly, it slowly dawned on me that I was hard from seeing my Mother getting herself off.
‘No!, bad!’ i thought, ‘this is so wrong, she’s my mom, not a fucking pornstar.’
Though I did have to admit to myself that she was easily the hottest Mom out of all of my friend’s Moms.
What was that song they used to tease me with?…
‘Jarred’s Mom has got it going on.’
And it was all because she’d wanted implants after I was born.
She had been feeling a bit insecure about her body at the time, having just gone through childbirth and being a bit of a fitness freak she had wanted to look as good as possible as soon as she could so that everyone would want her again.
So that’s what dad had done, he had got her a pair of large silicone teardrop implants.
At the time he was still employed and doing quite well for himself, so money wasn’t that big of an issue.
As I sat there in my uncomfortable position staring at my throbbing member, I finally worked out what everyone had meant when referring to my Mom as a MILF.
By this point in time, moms panting had blossomed into full-blown moaning, and my erection was still standing at attention, so I tentatively reached forward and prodded it.
I’d never actually jerked off before, only having just discovered how to find porn on the internet.
But hearing moms moans of “MMF… yeeaaah” prompted me to grab it and start slowly massaging the length of my shaft.
I chanced a look again, my blood thumping hard in my eardrums and started jerking vigorously as my Mom upped her intensity getting louder and louder.
“AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed, her tongue lolling out as she started trembling all over, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Then came a steady stream of fluid spurting out of her pussy, landing in a sizable puddle on the other side of the room.
She bucked on the chair, multiple times, before falling off and collapsing on the floor, her body still spasming with small orgasmic seizures.
After maybe five minutes, she managed to pick herself up off the floor and leave the room.
I looked down at the cock in my hand to see it had gone slack and spunk had gone all over my belly.
‘Oh! God! what did I do! No! I jacked off to my Mom! Noooooo!’
I tried my best to put the incident behind me over the next couple of years, and mostly, it was a success.
It was only in the darkest hours of the mornings when I couldn’t cum no matter how hard I tried, that my mind strayed back to the image of my Mother in an almost catatonic, orgasmic state.
I had only just turned eighteen a couple of months previously when Mom kicked dad out of the house.
He had been sitting on the couch in an only semi-sober state for about the last two years, having long ago given up on ever finding a job again.
I didn’t feel much remorse for him considering the alcoholism.
Moms birthday was coming up soon, and she would be turning thirty-five having given birth to me quite young.
For her age, I had to admit that Mom had kept herself well fit, going to the gym at least twice every single week.
‘Wait… No! Bad!… I will not think about Mom that way; I will not think about Mom that way, I will not think about Mom that way, I will not-‘
“Jarred” called my Mom from the bedroom, “can you come in here for a moment?”
“Okay, mom,” I yelled back, struggling to get rid of my semi-hardon.
I opened her bedroom door to see Mom reading a book.
She was lying diagonally across the king-sized mattress propped up on one elbow in nothing but a set of thin, red lace, lingerie.
My eyes were instantly drawn towards her luscious Cunt, seeing as how her hips were splayed wide open, giving me a direct view. A thin piece of lace was the only thing in the way, and what a sexy piece it was, too, pulled up high above both hips Brazillian porno style.
“Mom! at least put some clothes on if your gonna call me into your room.”
“Okay!, Jesus!” Mom replied a hurt look on her face, “your making me feel old.”
“No-, Mom-, I didn’t mean it that way…”
“I’ll be thirty-five in a couple of weeks, then I really will be old,” she said wistfully, looking out the window.
“No mom, your not old at all,” I said, struggling to make her feel better, “in fact, pretty much all my friends refer to you as a MILF…”
‘Oh dear God!, did I really, just, say that, Out Loud! please let this be a hallucination; please let this be-‘
“Really?” asked Mom, turning to look at me, a mischievous smile playing over her lips, “So you’re embarrassed about seeing your mommy in her underthings, huh?”
“No-, that’s not it-,” I said as I struggled for words, ” why were you nearly naked and calling me you into your room, in the first place?” I asked, finally grasping the point.
“Well, to be honest, I didn’t actually notice my, err, nudity,” she said, looking at herself, “I was just hoping to talk with you about plans for my upcoming birthday party.
This is the first one without your father here, and you are the ‘man of the house’ now.”
“Oh, okay,” I said, sitting down at her coffee table as Mom pulled on a loose satin robe, leaving it untied as she sat down beside me.
‘Yeah, that’s right, leave your legs open at just that angle. I can get a full view of your juicy, lace-covered Cunt if you perch your legs right there-, Wait!… No!…Bad! I must not think of my steaming hot, superfit, fuckable Mother that way-, Wait!, No!… I did it again!’
Mom was off in party mode as she talked about maybe getting someone to play barman and weather or not it should be formal or informal.
I was having a hard time following her though, with every animated gesture Mom would make, her tight body would twist in a strange new way, giving me glimpses every now and then through the gap in her dressing gown.
My semi was now a fully erect shaft, and I cursed myself for my dark, lustful thoughts as I squirmed in my seat, trying, unsuccessfully, to hide my erection.
“Oh, and one more thing,” Mom said as she closed up the party planning folder, “you’re expected to bet present and sober, Okay, maybe a little tipsy, for the entire night. the hosts go to bed last, don’t you know…”
“Yay,” I said in the most deadpan voice I could muster, as I saw her gown fly freely open.
‘Oh!, what a sight to behold! I ache to run my fingers over your thinly toned, flat stomach; to take my fingertips and drive them deeply into your phenomenal booty cheeks; to use just one arm to-, Wait!… Shit!… I did it again!’
I tried to hunch over as I left the room trying to hide my manhood, but I swear I heard Mom giggling as I made my way out.
I was back in my room before you could say motherfucker twice.
As I lay there, I tried to sort out what was going on inside my head.
‘Okay, so Mom is hot… but it’s just so Wrong!… I do want to lick her all over, though… No!…Bad!… I will not think about my own Mother like That!… My fit!, Sexy!, Fuckable!, Mega MILF Mom!…noooooo!… I did it again!… What’s wrong with me?… Why do I keep envisioning doing things like taking both of my moms, well-exercised legs and pinning them behind her head as I plough her majestic Cunt?… AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!… I must be fucked in the head!’
I tried my best over the next couple of weeks to fight off my dark, lustful desires, but in the end to no avail.
As moms birthday party rolled around, I found myself increasingly trying to maneuver myself into positions where I would have the best view of my mothers curves. I even tried once or twice to get a look at her while she was in the shower, unfortunately, I was unsuccessful at those attempts.
On the day of the party, Mom went into her room for about two hours before coming out when the people started showing up.
She looked heavenly, all decked out in a beautiful, long, flowing black dress that clung tightly to her form, at every possible angle.
I was left standing there, momentarily speechless as she went to greet the arriving guests.
Just how had that goddess managed to instil itself inside my Mother.
The rest of the night was a bit of a blur, to be honest. All of my attention was being focused on Mom and her smiling thirty-fifth birthday party antics.
I frowned seeing her being a little ‘too’ friendly with some of the blokes who came to the party.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.
So at about one in the morning, most everyone started leaving except for one guy, named Mark, that Mom seemed to be sweet on.
“We’re going to bed now, honey” my Mom slightly slurred at me as she stumbled past.
“Okay, mom,” I replied, deadpan again, knowing that I would be cleaning all this up.
I had just started to pick up cups and glasses as the noises began. It started slow and rhythmically at first as I heard the creaking of the bed and my Mother’s moans of “Mmmmmmmmf…yesh” muffled only slightly by the bedroom wall.
Then they started to get faster and louder.
‘Mom your such a Cuntslut!… you like it like that, don’t you!…getting your constantly moist, Cunt!, pounded Relentlessly!-, Ah! No!… I’ve gone and done it again…why must I keep thinking of Mom in such a way… but… even, still… I can hear you, Mom, being fucked hard, I can hear you sing out in wails of pleasure as I get closer to the crack at your bedroom door. You didn’t fasten the latch properly in your haste for bed, so I can see you there in the gloom rolling and grinding your sopping wet Cunt on Marks hipbones, trying in vain to get enough cock inside yourself for completion.’
I see my mothers problem as Mark slips his unfortunately below average penis out of moms gaping wide Cunthole. He is a genuinely unfortunate man, at about three inches long and half the average girth of a normal cock.
Instead of crashing the night, he makes his way towards the door, giving me seconds to get to my room and out of sight.
As I lay awake in bed, breathing hard, I realized that I had just witnessed my Mother getting fucked, albeit by a sub-par penis.
‘fuck it, I give up… I wanna fuck my Mother so bad! I want to lick the sweat out of every pore and plug up every Gash with my throbbing manhood-‘
“honey, are you still awake?” asked, Mom sticking her head into my darkened room.
I quickly throw my blanket over myself.
“yeah, only just, a bit loud weren’t you,” I asked, still a little tipsy from the party.
“yeah… about that…” Mom said, leaving the sentence hanging as she slipped into my room
“where’s mark?” I asked, sitting up and already knowing the answer, “he’s not asleep already is he?”
“No… he’s gone home already… it seems he can’t perform well under pressure.” Mom replied, deflated
“so he just didn’t do it for you,” I said getting more interested in the conversation.
“well… no… I guess not,” Mom complained as she sat next to me on my bedside.
“oh well, you can’t win all the time,” I said, as I put my hands behind my head and lay back.
“Oh!…” let out Mom as she turned to see the shape of my Throbbing solid shaft quite visible through my boxer shorts.
“Oh, Honey!” she repeated, staring at my crotch area.
Then I felt it, an odd yet not entirely unenjoyable tickling coming up my thigh before I caught sight of my Mother spider walking her fingers towards my penis.
I was frozen in place as I watched moms hand slink inside my waistband and grasp hold of my engorged member at the very base.
Then looking back at me, she licked her lips and gave a wink as she started to gradually massage me from base to tip, bringing in a second hand to provide a bit of extra inspiration.
Finally, when I could no longer take it, I let out the words I thought I would never speak aloud.
“Mom, I’m gonna cum, make me cum!”
With that, I sprayed a fountain of semen above our heads and in all directions and finished.
“Mom!… You just?… This is sooooooooo bad… We can’t do this, it’s illegal.”
“Its mommies first birthday without your father. Can you consider this a birthday present for me? I just want a proper sized cock and Marks just didn’t do it for me…”
“looking at this, however” she continued playing around with my quickly rehardening member, “you should ‘easily’ be able to satisfy mommies needs, and then some…”
We locked eyes as we both gave each other the okay, then I pulled my Mother towards me, locking lips with her as we began to wrestle our tongues violently.
We barely parted as I ripped her nightgown off, leaving not a trace of fabric on her.
I rolled her onto her back and lifted both ankles onto my shoulders as I began to ram her hard in her moist Cunt. I gripped my hands on either side of her tight waist and wailed as I let go of all my forbidden feelings.
“Yeah! That’s right Mom!… You just take it!… Let the sweat drip out of your every pore, as I slam my shaft into your juicy Cunthole!”
Mom only answered me in turn.
“Oh, Yeah!… Fuck mommies cunthole Hard!… Let yourself go completely, don’t hold back… Fuck my Cunt!… Fuck, mommies Cunt!… Fuck Me!… Fuck Me!… Fuck Me!… FUCK!…ME!… AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
She started to buck ferociously as I came inside her, spraying fluid all over me as I pulled out.
“MOAR” she screamed, as she pulled me back, “Fuck Mommy MOAR!”
With both hands, she forced my face into her insatiable Vagina, but I went more than willingly.
I was almost able to drink it; she was so wet down there. I had to fight for breathing room she was pushing so aggressively.
“Wait-,” I yelled, finally not able to stand it much longer, “I need to be able to breathe Mom, “do you want me to suffocate?”
“Just!… Keep!… Fucking!… Me!” came her strangled cry as her eyes rolled back and she foamed at the mouth, all the while still violently rubbing her own Cunt, “Fuck Mommy!… Fuck Mommy!… I don’t care how, just FUCK!…ME!”
“Okay Mom, Are you ready for fisting?” I inquired.
“Yesh!…Yesh!… YESH!” she confirmed cuming again hard.
Moving forward, I quickly worked four fingers into moms sopping wet Cunt.
Then as I took a little more time to work My thumb in I finally slid my whole hand in all the way to the wrist.
With my other hand, I rearranged the pillows to hold moms drooling face up, giving her a clear view of her vaginal penetration.
“See Mom” I commented, “watch your belly bulge as I Cuntpunch you senseless.”
And then I did.
“Oh, Mom!… You are such a horny Slut!…can you feel that as I slowly Punch and retract my fist inside your Big! Wide! Sloppy! Vagina!…Yes! That’s, It!… Moan for me, Mommy!… Let me feel your pleasure!… Yes! That’s, Right!… Vibrate!… You want me to punch you Deeper!… And, Faster!… Don’t you?”
“Punch mommy deeper and faster!… I want MOAR!” she shrieked in answer, “MOAR!…MOAR!…MOAR!…”
“Alright,” I announced, before removing my whole entire fist and half my forearm from her Cunt.
I held it up in the light letting the juices sparkle like diamonds, then, mercilessly, I plunged my fist directly into Moms cunthole and began to punch her insides as hard and fast as I possibly could.
My Mother shook in seizures of delight as great globules of drool came flying out of her mouth.
By this point, my arm was all the way up to my elbow as I fisted her Cunt relentlessly.
I was starting to hope for some sort of a climax to this strange little after party, we were having.
Just then, Moms seizures took a violent turn as she let out a long, painful sounding “AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Her limbs jerking in all directions.
‘Oh, shit!… What did I do?… Is Mom, okay? Is she alive?… I bent forward and felt her pulse, faint but still there, good…Now…What to do, what to do… If I take her to the hospital they’ll most probably mark here as a rape victim… can’t do that now can i… don’t want to go to jail labelled as a Motherfucker… Oh! God!… I’m a MOTHERFUCKER!… NOOOOOOOOO!’
then I looked down at my Mother’s superfit unconscious form.
‘Meh, it could have been way worse… Mom might not have been the MILF of every teenager’s dreams.’
Looking down again, I noticed her start to twitch again and then “Ahhhrrgh!” Came a noise from moms mouth as she rolled onto her side and vomited.
“What the FUCK! did you do to Me?” yelled Mom before rolling over and vomiting again.
“Uhm…” I started before I realized I had no idea what to say, “Happy birthday, Mom.”
I smiled sheepishly
“we’ll sort this out in the morning” she whispered, leaning into my ear before kissing me passionately on the lips for a minute or two.
Then she stood up fully nude and walked seductively to my bedroom door.
She smiled back at me, licking her lips and turning off the light switch with a wink.
My dad had seperated from my mom and found a new wife, who lived not so far away from my dad’s place at the time.When I was 18 years old, my friends persuaded me to join an “adult fun site”. Back then, it was a joke, and everything seemed extremely fun at the time. My friends and i would chat to other horny women, and laugh at what they responded to our dirty talk. It was all good fun
But I became obsessed with the site. I went on there more often without my friends, and started to actually become serious about it. Girls in my high school and college freshman year had sucked my dick and also jerked it off, but I never actually had a penetration sex experience. So you could say I was still a virgin.
One day on the site during summer vacation, I finally tried the site out. There was a women (with a picture only of her ass showing) that lived nearby to where I was staying. I was staying in my dad’s house during the break, and it was right after his break up with my mom, where he found a new wife that still hadn’t moved into his house but lived close to his home. You may already see where this is going.
I talked to the woman and offered to have a date with her at her house. She agreed, and told me to come over by 5:00. She said she didn’t expect me to leave by early morning.
I was excited for this (as excited as teens get), and put a condom and some loob in my duffel bag and told my dad I was going to my friend’s for the night, and headed off.
I arrived at the woman’s house, and knocked on the door. I followed her directions by knocking three times and saying, “it’s sam”. I waited for about a minute, and she opened my door. I couldn’t have been more surprised by who it was. It was my step mother, wearing nothing but some slippers and underwear.
I had noticed my stepmom’s ass and boobs before, but I never had actually thought sexually of it. But seeing her in her underwear, I was mesmerized by her features. Her ass was fat as hell, and her boobs were big but tight and firm. She also wore glasses, and was a brunette.
My stepmom was equally surprised to see who I was. She said,
“Sami, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to see a girl named Gina?”
“That’s my screen name. Wait, were you the one from the…”
She seemed so surprised, but recovered and invited me in. She apologized for being in this attire.
Even though I was still hard from seeing her almost naked, I was still a little angry about how she was cheating on my dad.
“Why did you join the site? I thought you were with my dad!” I confronted her
“Oh, honey. You know your dad doesn’t like to have sex. I’m horny and I needed someone so bad!” she said.
She put on her gown and sat next to me. Suddenly, something happened to my dick. It became so big and hard it wasn’t even funny. Staring at my hot stepmother naked had really turned me on. I was wearing some sweatpants, so this was noticeable by anyone. Luckily or unluckily, my stepmom noticed it right away, but didn’t comment on it. She touched my arm and told me how she was sorry, and complained about my dad not having sex with her. As she got closer to me, I noticed how nervous I became. She kept on getting closer and closer, until she was nearly on top of me. That’s when we both exploded. She jumped on to my lap and threw down her gown.
“Oh baby, you’re so hard, and I really need something right now…” she said.
And she took rolled off my pants and took off her under wear.
I was a little surprised by all of this happening, but something took over and I took off my underwear, and started jerking myself off.
My stepmother shrieked in delight and took my hand off of my dick and got on top of it with her ass. She slowly came down on my dick, and before I knew it, I was fucking her pussy so hard. It was the best thing I had ever felt in my entire life. We were so concentrated into each other.
My stepmother kissed me and stuck her tounge into my mouth while riding me all over. She moaned said things like,
“Oh baby, keep it going.”
“I know you want me.”
“I want you to give me your hard, big cock. Nice and fast.”
“Oh! Oh! Oh my god!”
We were so lost in each other that I didn’t realize that a) we weren’t using protection and b) I started sucking on her boobs as well.
For that moment, I loved her body so much, and realized we were meant for each other.
My stepmom told me to stop and then got off my dick and told me to stand up. She bet over and I naturally started fucking her in the ass. She farted while doing it, but I leaned over to her ass and started sniffing ti like it was coke. We then started fucking again on the couch, this time me being on the top. But I couldn’t wait anymore.
“Oh my gosh I’m gonna cum” I said
“Do it sami. get me pregnant over and over again. come on…”
So I didn’t pull out and kept going, until I started cumming. The cum was literally pouring out of me for almost 30 seconds, and I kept it in my stepmom’s pussy the entire time. She moaned so loudly.
When I was done, she whispered,
“Go home tonight. But tomorrow morning, I want to see you again for your nice, juicy cum.”
But I carried her to bed and slept with her till the morning.