Meldoy proves her submission to her father by wearing a remote-control vibrator as she shops at the mall.Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Four: Sexy Vibrations By mypenname3000
I awoke to the first rays of sunshine streaming through Daddy’s bedroom window. They fell on my face as I lay beside him naked. I blinked and groaned, rubbing sleep from my eyes. I didn’t want to be awake. It was too early. It was summer vacation, and a Saturday, and last night had been wild.
Daddy took Sun, my best friend, and I into his BDSM dungeon in the basement. The room I had been forbidden to enter all eighteen years of my life until last night. I always thought it was Daddy’s workshop, his private space that he and my mom would go into.
I never realized it was strange that they never made anything. Now I understood—my mom was Daddy’s sex slave. It explained why she was so submissive with him, always greeting him when he got home from work, serving him drinks and dinner, and catering to his every desire. She loved it, and I understood why she did, there was such wonderful joy in surrendering yourself to a strong man.
I hoped Mom never returned from my grandparents. She and my bratty sister Alice could stay there forever and ever. I would be Daddy’s submissive. I would cook and clean and let him tie me up and do all sorts of naughty things to my nubile body.
The sheets had slipped down while I slept, and my round breasts—larger than my fraternal twin sister Alice’s—still had rope marks around their bases. Daddy had tied me up last night. He called it shibari. The marks had faded, but they were still visible, reminders of last night’s submission.
I traced the marks and remembered last night. Daddy had taken Sun’s virginity, and then my anal cherry. He had flogged us both, tying us to the St. Anthony’s cross and warming our bottoms and backs with soft leather flails.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. The sounds echoed through my mind.
And then he fucked us both again, this time cumming in Sun’s pussy. I got to lick her clean before we fell asleep in Daddy’s bed. Sun lay on the other side of Daddy. I sat up, my gaze slipping past Daddy’s muscular, barbwire-tattooed chest to my Korean friend. Her short, black hair half-covered her pale-olive cheek. She was a petite girl, with barely budding breasts and boyish hips.
But Daddy loved fucking her, too. She spent the night so she could be Daddy’s good girl, too.
I brushed my brown hair off my shoulders. I fell asleep with it braided, but it needed to be redone. Hairs stuck out all over. Daddy liked a girl with braids. I leaned onto my elbow and stared at Daddy’s muscular body. He was so strong and looked like a biker when he was naked, even with his short hair and clean-shaven face—Daddy had to work an office job.
But he kept himself in wonderful shape. I ran my hands over his muscular body, loving how strong he felt. I was so glad I became Daddy’s good girl. And I wanted to be his slave. I wanted to serve him as faithfully and utterly as Mom did.
Only I would do it better than her.
I pushed the sheets down, exposing his six-pack abs. He could be model on a romance novel. Dangerous and strong, with a beautiful woman—me—swooning in his arms. Oh, I would swoon for my hunky daddy. All my friends thought he was the sexiest man.
The sheet slipped over his cock, hard like it was every morning. Mom would wake Daddy up with a blowjob, and so did I know. She asked me to take care of him. But she didn’t expect me to take over all her wifely duties.
I scooted down the bed, pushing the sheets down farther, and stroked his cock. I loved how thick it felt. My asshole clenched, remembering his dick spreading me open, fucking me so hard, so deep into my bowels. I licked my lips then leaned over and ran my tongue up his shaft all the way to the very tip. I swirled it around and brought a low groan from his mouth.
“Are you sucking him?” Sun whispered.
I looked up. Her head rested on Daddy’s chest, her dark, slanted eyes open. I nodded my head. “I have to wake him up right. Look at how hard his cock is. He needs relief.”
“Let me help.”
I grinned at my friend and nodded my head.
She slithered down the bed, her dark nipples hardening. She pressed against his left, muscular leg, her nipples kissing his thigh, and her tongue flicked out, licking the tip. She purred as she swirled her tongue about the crown, gathering his precum.
“Mmm, that taste good,” she panted. “Salty and delicious.”
“Yep,” I giggled.
She licked again and then her lips sealed over the top of his crown, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. I smiled and nuzzled at Daddy’s hairy balls. I sucked on into my mouth, playing with it as my eyes watched my best friend pleasure him.
She moaned around his cock, her body undulating, rubbing her wet pussy against his shin. Her spicy musk drifted to my nose and a wet gleam shone on Daddy’s leg where her cunt had rubbed against him. I also had a pussy growing hot and juicy.
I sucked on Daddy’s other ball as I rubbed my aching nipples into his muscular flesh. They tingled as rubbed them up and down, shooting wonderful delight down to my pussy. I purred as my cunt grew hotter. I squeezed my thighs together, massaging my little clit.
“Oh, your dad’s cock tastes amazing,” Sun whispered. “And you get to do this every morning.”
“Until Mom gets back.” Which was supposed to be in two more weeks. I didn’t want to think about Mom. I wanted to enjoy Daddy for as long as I could.
I licked up his dick and reached the top. I played with the mushroom-shaped head as Sun stroked his shaft. My tongue stroked the spongy crown, gathering more precum. Then Sun leaned in and nibbled on the other side. Our tongues and lips brushed as we sucked on his wonderful dick. My hand seized Daddy’s long shaft beneath her hand and we stroked him together.
We moaned. It was so hot when our lips touched or our tongues brushed. We nuzzled at each other, sharing quick kisses in between pleasuring his dick. The flavor of Daddy’s cock lingered on her lips. It was so exciting.
“Damn, this is the best sleepover ever,” groaned Sun. “Better than one of Donna’s lame parties.”
“Her dad isn’t as sexy as mine.”
“No,” Sun groaned. Then she swallowed the tip of Daddy’s cock. Sun bobbed her mouth, sucking as much of his dick into her mouth as she could.
Daddy groaned. I glanced up and saw his eyes watching us.
“Morning, Daddy,” I beamed.
“Mmm, morning,” he groaned. “I see you’re both being such good girls.”
“Always, Daddy,” I beamed as Sun sucked harder, noisier. Her saliva dribbled down his shaft, wetting our hands as we stroked him.
It was hot feeling Daddy’s eyes on us as I leaned over and licked at his shaft beneath Sun’s sucking lips. My tongue brushed my friend’s mouth. I kissed and nibbled on the sides of her lips as she bobbed and pleasured him. His groans grew louder. My free hand cupped his balls, full of his incestuous seed. I couldn’t wait for him to cum all over our faces.
“Such good girls,” he groaned as he stroked my braid.
A pleased shudder ran down to my dripping pussy. I squeezed my thighs tighter together and nibbled and sucked on his shaft as Sun bobbed her mouth faster and faster, eager to give Daddy every ounce of her pleasure.
And then the phone rang. It was Mom calling, I could tell by the ringtone. So chipper and cheery, just like her. Sun popped her mouth off Daddy’s cock, her eyes wide, her lower lip trembling as Daddy reached for his phone charging on the nightstand.
“Don’t stop,” he commanded as he picked up his phone.
Daddy gave us an order. I sucked his cock into my mouth, tasting Sun’s saliva on it. I bobbed my mouth. My cheeks hollowed. Sun leaned down and licked at his shaft, but her eyes were still nervous. She couldn’t believe he was answering the phone while we blew them.
“June,” Daddy said.
I couldn’t quite hear my mom’s words, only the sound of her voice. A thrill went through me. She was taking care of her parents after my grandpa’s hip surgery, and I was taking care of Daddy with my mouth and sharing my best friend with him. Mom never did that. She never brought Daddy the tight, barely legal cunt he craved.
I sucked harder, bobbing my head as Daddy listened to Mom updating him on my grandparents. I swirled my tongue about his dick and savored the flavor of his precum leaking into my mouth as I pleasured him.
“I’m glad your parents are doing well,” Daddy said. “When do you expect to be home?” I didn’t catch the answer, but Daddy said, “No changes. Okay.” Pause. “Yes, Melody is being a good girl. She had Sun spend the night.” Daddy laughed. “Yes, yes, they’ve both been such good girls. You would be proud of Melody.”
I smirked. Mom would be furious if she knew I was sucking Daddy’s cock. My pussy ached. I wanted to masturbate, but a good girl only cums when Daddy orders. I slid my mouth up his cock until I held only the tip, then I swirled my tongue around it.
“And have you been good?” he asked. “No masturbating.” Mom’s answer brought a smile to his lips. “I knew you would be good. I missed you.” Her answer sounded throaty. “Yes, I am. I’m pretending you’re sucking me. That your mouth is wrapped right around the tip and swirling about it.”
Daddy stared at me, and I realized a new game was about to begin. Sun sucked harder on his balls as I kept my tongue swirling. Daddy groaned as Mom gave an answer. This was so wicked. Mom thought they were having phone sex.
“And then your mouth slides down, taking more and more of my cock,” Daddy groaned. “Like the good girl that you are, June.”
I obeyed. I slid my mouth farther and farther. My tongue slid along the shaft. And then his dick brushed the back of my throat. I sucked and pleasured him. Sun’s fist, sliding up and down his shaft, brushed my lips while she flashed me a wicked smile.
“Your dad is crazy,” she mouthed.
“Yes, you deep-throat it.” Daddy’s hand tightened on the back of my head. “Relax your throat and swallow every inch of my cock like a good girl.”
My mom’s throaty response was loud and clear, “Yes. I love deep-throating your cock, Master.”
Daddy’s hand was firm on the back of my head. He wanted me to take more of his cock. I had heard of this. Girls at school whispered about deep-throating. I had to please Daddy and be a good girl. Besides, if my mom did this for him, then so could I.
“Yes, yes, relax that throat and swallow my cock,” groaned Daddy.
“Do it,” Sun hissed.
I relaxed my throat as Daddy’s hand forced my mouth down his cock. I angled my head, letting his dick slid into my gullet. It was so hard. I wanted to gag. I smiled around his dick, remembering a trick I had learn to suppress it. His dick slid deeper and deeper. Into my throat. It grew harder to breathe as my little throat constricted about his dick.
“Yes, you’re taking every inch of my dick,” groaned Daddy. “Such a good girl.”
“Always,” Mom moaned, her voice loud. Was she masturbating? She thought Daddy was talking to her.
I wanted to shove my hand between my thighs. I would cum in seconds. I fought the urge as my lips pressed into Daddy’s curly pubic hair. I took every inch of his cock down my throat like a good girl.
A surge of pride shot through me. I moaned and shuddered about his cock. The urge to masturbate swelled in me. It was so hard to resist the hot urge. Especially as Daddy let out a groan of pure satisfaction.
“You wicked slut,” Sun whispered, nuzzling into my ear. “You swallowed every inch of your dad’s cock. Ooh, you are amazing.”
“Damn,” Daddy groaned. “You did it. Daddy’s good girl did it.”
“Yes,” my mom hissed. She was on speaker phone. That was why I could hear her so clearly now.
“Now start bobbing,” Daddy groaned. “Fuck that hot mouth up and down my cock.”
“I will, Master,” moaned Mom.
And so would I.
“Do you like my hot mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
Daddy groaned as I slid my mouth up his cock. It popped out my aching throat. I sucked the entire way until only the tip was in his mouth. And then he pushed me back down. His dick pressed at my throat. I swallowed him again. It was easier this time. My throat stretched.
His cock dived down my esophagus. I moaned and hummed, pleasing him, loving his groans as Mom moaned in the background, masturbating, thinking she was having hot phone sex. My fingers curled.
I needed to cum so badly. My pussy burned.
“Do you like my mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
“Yes. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.”
“I love to please you, Master.”
“Your mom is a freak,” Sun giggled in my ear. “I love it.”
So did I.
Daddy fucked my mouth up and down, pushing on my head and pulling on my braid. Faster and faster. He groaned and squirmed, the muscles in his chest rippling. Sun went back to nuzzling at his balls, massaging them, building up the cum.
“Are you going to cum, Master?” moaned Mom, her voice breathy. I could hear her fingers working in and out of her wet pussy. “Are you going to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to dump it on my face?”
“Your face,” groaned Daddy. “I want to cover my good girls with my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom hissed, not hearing the plural on girls. “Do it. Cover your slave with your cum. Reward your good girl.”
“Yes,” Daddy growled.
He ripped my mouth off his cock by my braid. The pain flared. I loved it. Sun pressed her cheek next to mine as we jerked his cock. We aimed it right at our faces. Daddy’s face contorted. He growled into the phone as his pleasure built.
“Cum on my face, Master!”
“Yes,” I mouthed. “Do it, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” he snarled and his dick erupted. “I’m cumming! I’m covering your face.”
Thick, hot, salty jizz splattered our faces. Daddy’s dick erupted and bathed us with lines of his cum. He grunted with each one while Mom moaned in the background. The cum dribbled down my face to my lips.
My tongue flashed out and captured the incestuous seed.
Then Sun kissed me. I moaned, our cum-stained lips working together as more jizz dripped to our mouths. We shared it, our arms wrapping about each other. Our naked breasts touched, our nipples kissed, as we enjoyed Daddy’s cum.
“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Master, may I cum?” moaned Mom. “This is so hot. I haven’t cum all week.”
“You may, slave,” groaned Daddy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom moaned over speaker phone as Daddy watched us kiss and lick and enjoy his cum. Our tongues explored each other’s faces, licking, gathering up every line of his spunk that we could find. I loved the salty flavor of Daddy’s jizz on my mouth.
“Oh, Master, I love you,” Mom purred, clearly savoring her orgasm.
“I love you,” Daddy answered, his voice soft. “I miss you.”
“Miss you, too.”
My body trembled as I rolled on top of Sun, our naked bodies pressed together as we stretched over Daddy’s legs. We squirmed. My hard clit brushed her pubic mound, sending a spark of delight through my body.
“But I’m glad Melody’s taking care of the house and you.”
“She’s a good girl,” Daddy said, watching us hump our pussies together as we kissed.
“I have to go. I need to start breakfast.” Mom sighed. “I miss you so much.”
“Bye,” Daddy said and hung up. Then he grinned. “Do I need to take a hose to you two?”
“No, Daddy? May we cum?”
“Fine, Daddy.” I moaned, forcing myself to roll off of Sun. it was so hard. I needed my release so badly. Sun let out a frustrated moan.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged.
He shook his head. “I’m taking you shopping. I want you both on the edge. No cumming until I say so.”
“Yes, Daddy,” we both groaned together.
It was awkward walking into the mall with a vibrator shoved into my pussy, held in place by my panties. It was thick and every step shifted it around inside me. It had a small tongue pressing on my clit, designed to stimulate it along with my pussy. It was a special vibrator with a built-in Bluetooth.
Daddy could control it remotely with an app on his smart phone.
Sun walked with a wide-legged gait beside me, her first ever butt plug inserted into her ass. I put it in myself after tonguing and lubing her ass after breakfast. She had made the cutest sounds when I inserted it into her rear. Like mine, it was also Bluetooth enabled, with a little glowing, blue light on the butt plug.
Modern technology was amazing.
We walked on either side of Daddy when we entered the mall. My nipples were so hard beneath the spaghetti strapped top I wore. With no bra, they were so obvious poking against the pale-blue material. My brown hair was combed and neatly braided once more, falling down to the top of my ass and swaying with my gait.
And my poor pussy was on fire. I had been on edge all morning. Showering with Daddy was torture. Sun and I had to wash his magnificent body while our poor pussies were on the verge of erupting. Then he jerked his dick and watched us wash each other. He came, splattering our bodies with his jizz as we rubbed each other’s cunts and fought off our orgasms.
He loved it. I could see it in his eyes. Watching us strive to be good girls and not orgasm, to submit to his wishes, made him so excited. It was what he wanted from us. It was how we showed him our love.
And even though it left me a horny, frustrated ball of sensations just itching to explode, I loved being denied. I knew when I did have my orgasm, it would be spectacular. It would be a mind-numbing release that would leave me quaking.
It would be worth it.
Sun and I cooked breakfast together. Well, I cooked and Sun tried to help. She was helpless in the kitchen. She never let her mom teach her, rebelling against her family’s traditional ways, only to end up wanting to be like that for Daddy. To serve him with me. She found it hot to pour him coffee and make sure his needs were met before ours.
Then Daddy whipped out his toys. They were brand new, fresh from the package. Apparently, he ordered them on Monday and they arrived at his office yesterday. A wonderful surprise for us. Something my mom hadn’t experienced.
The first place Daddy led us to was the jewelry store. He walked in and went straight for the choker style necklaces. He browsed them while Sun and I stood behind him, trembling and squirming, both of us on fire from walking with our sex toys.
Finally, Daddy found one he liked, a thin, gold chain with a unicorn charm dangling at the end. He held it up. “Do you know the significance of this, Melody?”
“Think about your Mom. What does she always wear?”
I frowned, my eyebrow furrowing. I pictured my mom—a brunette like me, her braided hair falling down past her ass, hazel eyes, delicate face, busty in her conservative dresses, and a heart-shaped locket hanging from a gold choker.
“Mom always wears the locket,” I said.
“It’s her slave collar,” Daddy answered. “She wears it to show off her submission to me.”
“And is that my collar, Daddy?” I stared at the unicorn, trembling.
“Do you want it to be? If you accept it, it means you’ll always be my slave.”
“Even when Mom comes back?”
Daddy didn’t answer me. He just stared at me, waiting for my answer.
“Then you have to earn it. You have to prove to me that you’re my submissive. My good girl.”
“Haven’t I?” I swallowed.
“You’re doing a wonderful job so far.” He stroked my cheek.
“And what about me?” Sun asked, biting her lip.
“You’re just having fun. This isn’t what you really want.” But Daddy grinned at her. “Of course, any time you want to have fun and pretend to be my good girl, you’re welcome to, Sun.”
She smiled and nodded her head. Joy rippled through me. I was Daddy’s true good girl.
“Now here’s some money. Go, shop.” Daddy pulled out two fifty dollar bills, both crisp and fresh, and handed one each to us.
I beamed at the money. “Anything?”
“Anything,” he nodded. “I’ll be in the food court.”
Fifty dollars to spend on anything. I grinned and then Sun and I darted out of the jewelry store. My vibrator shifting in my excited pussy. We burst out into the mall concourse, our flip-flops slapping on the tiled floor, and giggled at each other.
“Where should we go?” I asked.
“I need makeup,” Sun grinned. “And a new purse.”
I nodded my head and we headed through the mall. We darted into a boutique and browsed for makeup, giggling at the different colors of lipstick. She found a bright-blue one and I rolled my eyes as she sniggered. We worked through it, examining everything.
I snagged several tubes of lipstick, a bright red one, my favorite pink, and a darker maroon. Sun found eyelash wings and giggled as she imagined her long, flowing eyelashes as she fluttered her eyes.
“You’ll make all the boys cum in their pants,” I giggled.
“That’s the plan. Now that my cherry’s gone, I’m going to have fun.”
“Well, I just need to please one man,” I grinned.
We wondered into the small jewelry section, and Sun giggled as she noticed the nipple piercings. She grabbed a pair of silver barbell-style piercings and held them over the nubs tenting the front of her pink tanktop. She did a hip shake.
“Do you think I would look hot with pierced nipples?”
“So hot,” I grinned, and then I snagged a bellybutton charm with a dangling, teardrop, fake ruby. I pulled up my top enough to expose my bellybutton and held the small, white placard with the charm against it, shifting my hips, the charm dangling.
“Ooh, yes, that’s so you,” she grinned.
“Do you think Daddy would like it?”
“Maybe a clit piercing.” Sun grabbed a ring off another rack. “Look at this.” She held it against her jean shorts. “Imagine this glistening right here.”
An older woman glanced at us and shook her head. Sun stuck her tongue out at her and the woman stomped off. “Prude,” Sun muttered. “Ooh, yes, I need this. I have to find a way to get my clit pierced.”
“I don’t know if Daddy would want that. It might ruin the girlish look of being shaved.”
“True.” Sun shuddered and put it back. Then she gushed, “Oh, my god, look at these earrings.”
The vibrator hummed to life inside of me.
I gasped in shock. I had almost forgotten it was in me. I had worn it for over an hour, my pussy getting used to it. And then my stomach contorted. I groaned, grasping the shelf for support as the vibrator churned my insides.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun gasped. Her back straightening, her hands reaching behind her to grab my ass. “oh, my god. It’s humming. Oh, fuck. That’s…that’s…”
I nodded my head. I had felt nothing like the humming, churning, vibrating bliss flowing out of my pussy. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as I fought against the pleasure coursing through me. The teasing tongues vibrated against my clit, stimulating the bud, sending jolts of bliss racing through me. I squirmed, my hands clenching on the shelf.
“Oh, damn,” groaned Sun. “Oh, wow, that’s good.”
“We can’t cum,” I groaned. “We have to be good girls.”
“Shit,” Sun panted. “Fu…” her words trailed off.
“Are you two okay?” a woman said behind us.
I turned and a woman in her late thirties, a name tag pinned to her blouse, gave us a motherly smile. My cheeks reddened as the vibrator hummed inside of me. Could she hear it? I could. It sounded so loud.
“We’re fine.” My eyes widened. The last word rose in a sharp octave as the vibrator hummed even harder, churning my pussy to a hot froth. “Just goofing off.”
“I understand,” the woman said. “But you need to be mindful of the other patrons.”
“Yes,” Sun squeaked, her voice tight, her slanted eyes wide. “We’re…sorry…”
“Oh, what a cute pair of earrings,” the woman said, not realizing we were both on the verge of cumming. “They would look gorgeous on your small lobes, dear.”
“Thanks.” Sun’s face contorted.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun just nodded, biting her lips. Her flushed face broke out in a sheen of sweat as she squirmed. I knew what she felt. Bliss radiated out from my pussy. An orgasm swelled through me. I wanted to cum so badly.
And then my phone chirped. A text. I fumbled it out, knowing who it was from. I looked at the screen. “Cum.”
“Yes, yes, she’s fine,” I moaned as I obeyed Daddy. I stopped fighting my orgasm. I shuddered before the older woman. She could be my mother. It was so wrong. I clenched my hands on the shelf as I relaxed myself into the bliss.
“So fine,” groaned Sun through grit teeth. “Th-thank you.”
My orgasm exploded through me. The humming toy intensified it. The ripples of bliss shot through my body, filling every inch of me. My knees buckled as a moan escaped my lips. I collapsed onto the floor, groaning, shuddering, writhing in ecstasy.
“Are you okay?” the woman gasped, clueless that I was having the orgasm of my life.
The bliss hit my mind. Stars danced before me as I stared at the floor. My spasmed about the humming device. My poor pussy felt numb from the wonderful vibrations. The toy kept buzzing, kept pleasing me. The orgasm wouldn’t stop.
It kept pouring through me. I fought so hard not to scream out how wonderful it was. The woman knelt, touching my shoulders. Her words fell on deaf ears. Just the fact she watched me and didn’t know what was happening intensified my ecstasy.
It was so much. Daddy was so cruel and wonderful all at the same time. He tortured me.
My fingers scratched at the linoleum. More groans escaped me as I squirmed. My tart musk filled my nose as my pussy juices soaked through my panties and dribbled down my thighs. The woman stroked my shoulders, her hands so soothing and so erotic all at the same time.
And then the vibrations ended.
I sucked in deep breaths as the pleasure faded. I sat up, giving the woman a flushed smile. “Sorry,” I said. “Just something…I ate.”
“Oh, you poor thing.”
“But I feel better now,” I groaned.
“Let me help you up.”
I nodded, my legs wobbly after my orgasm. Sun stared at me with wide eyes. She still trembled and squirmed, her butt plug teasing her. “Did you cum?” she mouthed.
“Yes,” I breathed. “Wow.”
Sun nodded her agreement.
“Do you need anything?” the woman asked. “Water?”
“We’re fine,” I said, my cheeks burning with embarrassment now. She had seen me cum.
Sun and I paid for our purchases. She squirmed the entire time, her butt plug humming happily away inside of her. We headed to a different store to buy our new purses. As we browsed, Sun leaned over and whispered, “It’s humming faster and faster. Your dad keeps upping the settings. This is torture.”
“I bet,” I whispered.
We bought our new purses and left the store. We were almost out of money now. Poor Sun trembled and bit her lip, fighting off the sensation in her ass. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were begging for mercy.
The humming returned to my pussy. A dull buzz, just enough to make my eyes widened and a small gasp to escape my lips. I squirmed as we walked through the mall, my breathing quickened, my nipples so hard I thought they might rip through my top.
“It’s starting for you again?” Sun groaned. Her face contorted and she clenched her teeth. “Damn, damn, damn. I want to just cum. I’m not his actual slave, like you. I don’t have to fight this.”
“You don’t,” I agreed.
“But it’s so hot,” she groaned. Her hands pressed to her belly. “Fuck, I’m on the edge. I need it so badly. I can’t believe how amazing this feels vibrating in my ass.”
I leaned over and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. Then my phone chirped. I broke away and pulled my phone out, reading the text from Daddy. “We need to go to the fountain.”
The mall had a huge fountain of splashing dolphins all squirting water out of their playful mouths. People threw coins in to make wishes all the time. I loved to do it. I shoved my hand into my purse as we rushed to the fountain, my vibrator humming faster and faster, and fished out a coin.
I knew the wish I would make.
A large crowd, as always, gathered by the fountain. People tossed in coins as they passed. The splashing water echoed over the buzz of their talking voices. Daddy sat on a lone bench at the edge. It was a quiet spot in the fountain area, no stores nearby, so not as much foot traffic where he sat. A good place to people watch.
Sun and I stopped before him, squirming, groaning, our faces flushed. Poor Sun rubbed at her jean shorts, her fingers stroking her groin. She had such a prominent cameltoe right now, her pussy plump and engorged, a wet spot soaking through the denim.
“Come sit on my lap, Melody,” Daddy said, pulling aside the bag he had on his lap. “Be a good girl and plop that ass right on Daddy’s big dick.”
His cock was exposed and covered in glistening lube. I bit my lip and looked around. No one was watching us. I turned and Daddy’s hand went beneath my skirt. He pulled my panties to the side as I sat down gingerly. The tip of his dick slid into my butt-crack. I groaned as I shifted, guiding it to my sphincter.
I sank down on him.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun panted as I sank slowly down onto Daddy’s cock, the vibrator humming away in my pussy.
My eyes bulged. I had taken his cock last night. He was thick. But now the vibrator also filled my pussy. I had both holes stuffed. It made his cock feel even thicker in my ass. I bit my lip to avoid moaning and drawing attention to us as I settled down on his dick, my skirt hiding how obscene we were right now.
“There, that’s my good girl,” Daddy groaned. Then he looked up at Sun. “Why don’t you go make a wish in the fountain? After you do, you may cum.”
Sun looked over her shoulder at all the people. “I…I have to…”
Daddy nodded his head.
Sun swallowed and pulled a coin out of her jean shorts pocket. She held it in her tight fist as she marched to the fountain, her ass swaying. I groaned and shifted on Daddy’s cock, stirring it in my ass as Daddy pulled out his phone and tapped the screen, controlling our toys.
“Oh, Daddy,” I gasped as the vibrator hummed louder.
“You can cum, too,” Daddy whispered in my ear.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I moaned, my heart racing. People passed us by, but no one commented on me sitting on my daddy’s lap. Yes, eighteen was too old to do it, but I didn’t care.
Not with his dick lodged into my ass. This was so hot. No one knew the taboo incest going on right beneath their noses. That my barely legal cunt was stuffed with a humming vibrator and my daddy’s big, thick dick filled my ass.
It was so hot. I squirmed and clenched down on his girth. My nipples tingled beneath my top as my clit ached from the vibrations. I wanted to scream as my orgasm swelled. I kept shifting, my body twisting at the naughty pleasure.
I was Daddy’s good girl. His sex slave. I would do anything for him. This had to prove I was worthy of a choker.
Sun reached the fountain. She tossed in her coin. Daddy tapped the phone, pushing up a slider to its maximum setting. My vibrator didn’t hum louder but I saw Sun’s legs tremble through the people. Then she fell to her knees and screamed out her bliss.
People paused, staring at the girl kneeling before the fountain, gasping and moaning. Her ass wiggled. I caught sight of it between people’s legs as they watched her. I groaned, my hips shifting more.
Daddy’s hands grasped my waist and slid me up his lubed cock. My bowels burned at the friction. My pussy ached. The vibrations were amazing. My clit was teased as Daddy’s strong arms bulged. He fucked me like a sex toy up and down his ass, the crowd distracted by Sun’s loud orgasm.
“That’s it, slut,” Daddy groaned. “Make Daddy cum before we’re caught. Make him explode in your tight ass.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, my head lolling.
This was so hot. No one glanced at us as Daddy slid my body faster and faster up and down his cock. I trembled and gasped, the pleasure building in side of me. My top slid up, his hands gripping my bare belly, so strong.
My head lolled back. The pleasure swelled inside of me. I had permission to cum, too. I bit my lip, not wanting to be loud like Sun, and shuddered as my pussy and asshole spasmed. The friction increased in my bowels, adding to the bliss exploding in my pussy. The humming vibrator teased my clit and churned waves of rapture through my body.
I grunted, “Daddy, Daddy, yes,” beneath my breath as my body churned with pleasure. “Oh, Daddy, this is so hot.”
“Yes,” he groaned, sliding me faster and faster.
I loved it. His dick felt as good as the vibrator. My legs kicked and my toes curled against my flip-flops I clenched my teeth as the rapture swelled in me. My body squirmed as the pleasure increased.
And no one noticed. They were all fixated on Sun. Murmuring, wondering what was wrong with her. Several people knelt beside her, comforting her. She raised a head, her orgasm past, but she still trembled.
No one knew she was a naughty slut, too.
“Work that ass,” Daddy grunted, sliding me faster. “We don’t want to get caught. You need to make Daddy cum.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, the vibrator churning another orgasm through me.
I groaned and grunted, my hips swiveling as Daddy fucked me on his cock. It was so hot. His dick stabbed so deep into me. I moaned and gasped quietly. My eyes stared at all the oblivious people. We fucked right under their noses.
“Cum in me, Daddy,” I groaned. “Flood your daughter’s ass with your cum. Do it before we’re caught. We’ll get in so much trouble. You’re such a bad daddy for doing this to your daughter.”
“Mmm, but you’re such a good girl for letting me.”
“Yes, yes, you’re good girl,” I panted. “I’m yours, Daddy. Yours. You own me. Anything you want. I’m your slave. Let me be your salve. Cum in me and let me be your loving slave.”
Daddy groaned. He slammed me down his cock. His hips bucked beneath me while his hands squeezed my sides. I gasped as his cum splashed into my ass. Hot, thick spurts of incestuous spunk filling me up in the mall.
No one knew. It was our taboo secret.
I loved it. My back arched as my bowels milked his cock. I moaned through clenched teeth, my orgasm peaking inside of me. Daddy groaned as the final spurt erupted into my asshole. His hands relaxed.
“Oh, that was good,” he panted. “So good.” His hand fumbled for his phone on the bench. He shut off the app.
My vibrator died.
“You need to get off me before anyone notices.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted. I quickly rose, groaning as his dick popped out of my asshole. I pushed my panties back in place, capturing the flood of his jizz while he quickly zipped up.
“Go check on Sun,” he said. “I’ll be at the car.”
I nodded, my coin clutched tightly in my fist. Daddy stood and walked away as I pushed through the crowd to my friend. Sun stood on wobbly legs. “I’m fine,” she told everyone. “I’m so sorry. I get…these stomach cramps sometimes. It was a bad one.”
“We should call your parents,” a woman said.
“Or 911,” groaned a man.
“No, no, I’m fine.” She spotted me. “There’s my friend. We were just leaving. Right?”
I nodded my head and reached her. I gave her a friendly hug. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun beamed at me. “Absolutely.”
“See, she’s fine,” I said. “My dad’s waiting to pick us up.”
The crowd broke up around us, walking away, a few giving us strange looks. I didn’t care. Let them suspect Sun came. None of them knew I had my daddy’s cum leaking out of my ass and flooding my panties.
I threw my coin in and made my wish: Let me be Daddy’s sex slave forever.
Sun hook her arm with mine, her shopping bags clutched in her hand. Daddy had taken mine. “So, how was it?”
“The best,” I answered as we walked away from the fountain. “And how was cumming in front of half the mall?”
She grinned. “I think I’m an exhibitionist. I kept cumming and cumming as they watched me. Some were filming.”
“You wicked slut,” I laughed.
“You’re one to talk with a load of your daddy’s cum in your ass.”
I beamed at her. As we walked out of the mall, I knew my wish would come true. I would be Daddy’s sex slave. He wouldn’t need Mom at all.
Melody is excited to see her Daddy’s dungeon. She wants to be a good girl and please him!Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Three: Sleepover Bondage By mypenname3000
I wanted to skip as I walked down the street to Sun’s house. I wanted to throw my arms wide and skip, my body bursting with joy. Such excitement burned inside of me. Tonight was Friday. Tonight, Sun was spending the night and Daddy would make her into a good girl, too. We would go down into the basement and see Daddy’s workshop.
My eighteen-year-old body trembled in delight.
I loved being Daddy’s good girl. I was so glad my mom had to go out of town for three weeks to help my grandparents out. And I was really glad she took my annoying twin sister Alice with her. Alice was not a good girl for anyone, even Daddy.
While Mom was gone, it was up to me to take care of Daddy. I doubted she expected me to fulfill all her wifely duties, like have sex with Daddy. But I loved it. I loved being submissive to Daddy. I loved cleaning the house naked while he was at work, a butt plug inserted into my asshole. I loved waiting for him to come home so I could massage his feet and hear about his day. And I loved it when he bent me over the dining room table and fucked me in lieu of dessert.
I knew it was wrong for a father to make-love to his daughter. I just didn’t care. Incest was the best. It was so hot to feel Daddy’s cock plunge into my pussy. He would fuck me so hard. I would gasp and moan, his taboo dick filling every inch of my barely legal cunt. The forbidden thrill made me cum so hard every time.
I hoped Mom never came back. She could stay with my grandparents and stupid Alice forever. Daddy didn’t need her. He had me.
Tonight, Daddy planned on making Sun his good girl, too. She was sleeping over so she could have her cherry popped. I couldn’t wait to watch my best friend submit to my daddy’s lust. It was why I was bursting with excitement and wanted to skip.
But I couldn’t. I had a butt plug shoved into my asshole.
It was the thickest one yet. Since Tuesday, I had worn a different one each day, the diameters growing bigger and bigger. This morning I had grown so hard as Daddy inserted it into my backdoor. I couldn’t help but squeal in excitement as he did it—the butt plug was almost as wide as his cock.
I was almost ready to please him with anal sex.
Only Sun knew just how wicked I was. None of my other friends, who claimed to have had sex, could know that I wasn’t a virgin any longer. They wouldn’t understand like Sun did that incest was something wonderful and not something disgusting.
I wanted to skip so bad, but walking with the butt plug was interesting enough. I was so aware of the toy moving in my bowels with every step. I walked with a wide gait, not wanting to keep my legs tightly closed. It caused my tight skirt to ride up my thighs, and I kept having to tug it down to keep from flashing my naked ass and pussy.
Today, Daddy commanded me to go to Sun’s. He allowed me to dress since I was leaving the house, but he forbade me any underwear.
My pussy was so wet. And not just from the stimulation of the butt plug. Men and boys kept glancing at me as I walked down the sidewalk, my flip flops smacking. My dress showed off my young charms and they were appreciated. At any moment, my skirt may ride up enough to flash a bit of naked asscheek or to let them catch a glimpse of the brown muff covering my pussy.
It was torture. Such wonderful, sweet torture. My clit throbbed, peeking out of its little sheath and kissed by the warm, summer air wafting up between my thighs. The air teased the rest of my pussy, my damps lips feeling so cool. My fingers itched to rub my pussy.
And not just because I was in public. A good girl only cums when her Daddy gives her permission. And I didn’t have permission to cum when Daddy wasn’t around. So I had to endure the butt plug and the thrill of my short skirt and no panties.
When I reached Sun’s house, I was flushed and breathing heavily. I rang the doorbell and pushed my skirt down as I waited. A few moments later, Sun’s mother opened the door. Mrs. Paik was a short, Korean woman with her black hair permed.
“Oh, hi, Melody,” she smiled. “Boy, did you run all the way from your house?”
“Yes,” I lied. I felt like I had even though a slow walk was all I could manage without flashing my rear. “Is Sun home.”
“She’s upstairs.” The older woman turned and called, “Sun, your friend’s here.”
An explosion of noise came from upstairs as Sun burst out of her bedroom and scampered across the hallway. Sun knew I was on the way. I sent her a Snapchat of my butt plug buried in my ass before I left. Her footsteps thundered down the stairs and then her petite form appeared. She had boyish hips and only small breasts covered by a thin camisole she was wearing as a top. The frilly hem reached the waistband of her jean shorts.
“Melody,” she squealed and hugged me. She smelled so sweet and her body felt so nice. “We’re all set in the bathroom.”
“Bathroom?” frowned her mother.
“Yes, yes, we’re trying out new makeup, Mom,” Sun lied easily. “To be ready for our slumber party.”
“And there are no boys at the slumber party?”
“Of course not,” Sun said. “The only man that will be there is Melody’s dad.”
“Oh, okay,” she nodded. “Well, don’t make a mess, okay?”
Sun rolled her dark, slanted eyes. “Of course, Mom.”
“We won’t, Mrs. Paik,” I smiled.
Sun took my hand and jerked me hard. I rushed after her and raced up the stairs. My cheeks reddened as my skirt rode up my thighs. I hoped her mom wasn’t looking because she might see my pussy.
Sun led me around the corner and to the bathroom. We burst into it. It was spacious, as bathrooms went, with a tub-shower combination, large sink, and a toilet. Sitting on the sink was a pink razor, scissors, pink shaving cream, and a small plastic bowl filled with steaming water.
Daddy ordered me to have Sun shave my pussy bare. He liked bare snatch. Apparently, my mom kept herself bare for him. Sun also shaved her cunt. When I ate her pussy out Tuesday evening while Daddy fucked me from behind, I had discovered her smooth, yummy pussy.
“Let’s do this,” Sun said and grabbed the hem of my dress. She yanked it up over my body. I lifted my arms as my round breasts popped out and then she ripped the dress over my head. My braid got caught in the fabric, and she had to fight with it before it fell down my back.
Daddy liked his women to have braided hair. Sun’s was too short though. She had a cute bob that framed her round face. Her skin was a creamy, pale-olive shade. So exotic. Sun peeled off her chemise, baring her budding breasts and dark-brown nipples.
Mine were bright pink.
“So, this doesn’t hurt, right?” I asked as she wiggled out of her jean shorts and panties in one go.
“Nope,” she said. Her shaved pussy came into view. Her slit was sealed tight, girlish and innocent just the way Daddy liked them.
Soon mine would be, too.
“It’s not much different than shaving your legs. You just need to be careful. Don’t want to cut your naughty bits.”
“No,” I gasped, my bowels clenching on my butt-plug. That would be horrible.”
“So just relax and let me take care of business.”
I nodded and didn’t fight as she sat me down on the edge of the bath tub. She gathered her supplies and set them down before me and then sat cross-legged. She pushed my thighs apart, exposing my brown bush.
Her fingers caressed my curls and came away with droplets of my excitement. “Someone’s wet,” she said before bringing her fingers to her lips. “Mmm, that’s delicious.”
I blushed and squirmed. It wasn’t the first time she had licked my pussy. Tuesday night, after Daddy fucked me, she licked my pussy clean of Daddy’s cum and gave me such a hard orgasm. She had loved the taste of my tart pussy.
Well, it was only fair since I loved the taste of her spicy snatch.
“First, we trim you,” she said. “Can’t shave hair that long.”
I nodded my head as she grabbed the small pair of scissors. I swallowed as she brought them close to my pussy and began cutting. The hairs fell down to the towel the supplies were left on. I wanted to squirm, but I didn’t need her to cut more than my hair
She hummed as she sheared my pubic hair down to a short length. Already my pussy was easier to see, my clit pink and hard, pressing out of the folds of my vulva, a bit of my labia peeking out farther down. I didn’t have quite as tight a slit as Sun.
I had been fucked many times by Daddy’s cock.
“Someone’s come out to say hi,” Sun said then leaned over and licked my clit.
“Sun!” My body twitched as her tongue swirled around my nub. Sensations shot through me. “Stop that. I can’t cum. I’m not allowed. Don’t tease me.”
She gave me an innocent grin. “Sorry, I forgot.”
I narrowed my eyebrows. I knew that grin. She didn’t forget and she wasn’t sorry.
“Now it’s not much different than shaving your legs or pit.” She grabbed the shaving cream can. The pink foam wished out and expanded onto her palm. Then she leaned over and massaged it against my pussy. I groaned, closing my eyes as the sensations rippled through me.
“You like that, huh?” she asked. “Of course you do. You have a such a hot cunt. That’s why you let your daddy fuck you.”
“Yes,” I moaned and squirmed as she kept rubbing. It seemed like far more rubbing than was necessary, but it felt so nice so I didn’t object.
Finally, she was satisfied she had coated my pubic hair with enough foam. She grabbed the razor and I tensed. I didn’t like razors. Yes, I shaved with them, but there was something about them that unnerved me. I couldn’t watch people shave in movies. Even if they weren’t horror movies and nothing bad would happen.
So I closed my eyes and tensed, my bowels gripping the butt plug so hard as Sun leaned in. I felt her breath wash along my thigh and then the first touch of the razor. She swiped it down my pubic mound, the blade scraping, cutting my hair.
“See, it’s nothing to be afraid of,” she said as she swirled the razor blade through the hot water to clean it.
I looked down at the bare swath of my pudenda. Traces of pink foam clung to the now-smooth flesh. All my pubic hairs were gone. I relaxed a bit. “I guess not.”
Sun went to work, a serious expression on her face as she worked the razor, first shaving my pudenda bare. I tensed every time the razor came close to my pussy and clit, but she never cut me. Then she worked around my slit. She slid away from my vulva, the razor slicing through my hairs.
More and more of me was bare. I could see the details of my pussy slit revealed. She worked her way counterclockwise around my slit until I was all bare. Only small bits of pink foam streaked my vulva.
“Wow,” I whispered as she grabbed a towel and dried me.
I groaned as the terry cloth rubbed my bare pussy. It was so strange. I felt it touch me everywhere. No pubic hair cushioned the towel’s fibers. I trembled and my toes curled. Sun fixed me a wicked grin as she “dried me.” I moaned. The pleasure rippled through me. My breasts rose and fell as I squirmed.
“Sun,” I panted, the pleasure building inside of me as she teased me. “I’m clean. You can stop.”
“Fine,” she pouted and pulled the towel away. She grabbed a hand mirror and held it so I could get a clear look at my pussy.
I looked so girlish and innocent, a plump vulva, flushed surrounding my gash. “Wow,” I groaned. “Oh, wow, I look so hot.”
“Yes, you do,” she purred, licking her lips and set the mirror down. “Damn, you have a pretty pussy.”
“So do you,” I giggled.
My giggles turned to gasps as Sun buried her face between my thighs and attacked my bare pussy. Her tongue licked and slid up and down my flesh. I gasped and squirmed, struggling against the pleasure roaring through my flesh.
Her tongue was so nimble and agile. She ate my pussy different than Daddy. He was aggressive, his lips so strong. He dominated my pussy with broad licks. Sun teased it. Her tongue danced through my folds, never staying in one place long before she moved on to lick in a new space. She flicked up to my clit then dived down to probe my hole.
“No, no, no,” I moaned, squirming on the tub’s lip. “You can’t, Sun. You have to stop.”
“But your pussy is so pretty. I can’t. I have to lick it.”
My body shuddered as she kept tonguing me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I squirmed. It was so wonderful. I wanted to relax into her licking tongue and let her carry me off into explosions of bliss.
But Daddy didn’t want me to cum. I couldn’t be a bad girl.
“Please, Sun, stop. You’ll get me in trouble.”
“Your dad will never know,” she moaned between licks. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “So relax and enjoy.”
“He’ll know because I’ll have to tell him,” I panted, my nipples aching. Her tongue was amazing. My orgasm built and built. It was so hard to object to the pleasure. But I didn’t want to be bad. I was a good girl. “Please, stop, Sun. Please.”
Sun licked a final time and lifted her face, her lips sticky with my juices. “Fine,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Be a good girl.”
“You want to be my daddy’s good girl, too,” I pointed out. “So you have to obey him.”
She grinned. “I do.” She stood up and leaned against the bathroom counter, her legs spreading, showing off her shaved-bare and dripping pussy. I caught her hot, spicy musk. “But he never said I couldn’t cum, right?”
“No,” I smiled as I stared at her. My pussy was on fire. It burned to be touched. I needed a distraction.
Licking Sun’s cunt looked like a great one.
I fell to my knees before my friend, eager to taste her pussy again. I licked my lips and leaned in. Her spicy musk filled my nose while her silky thighs rubbed on my cheeks. I neared her pussy lips, and then I brushed them with my mouth.
My tongue licked through her hot folds. Sun made such a purring, moaning sound. She undulated her hips and ground her face on me. I stroked her thighs as I pressed my lips into her wet petals, loving the feel of her cunt on my licking tongue and mouth. Her juices dribbled down my chin as I licked through her.
“That’s it,” Sun moaned, undulating her hips. “Oh, yes, yes. You’re such a great friend.”
I giggled. “Great friends lick each other’s pussies, huh?”
“Yes,” she nodded, her small, firm breasts jiggling.
She seized her brown nipples and pinched them as she undulated against me. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she squirmed and ground on me. My tongue slid through her folds, gathering her cream and savoring it.
I slid my hands up and down her thighs, loving how they felt as I squirmed beneath her. Licking her cunt only made me more excited, but I didn’t care. I could take being horny and frustrated for a few more hours. I wouldn’t stop loving my friend.
She shaved my pussy for me so I owed her.
Her hand seized my braid. She pulled on it as she ground her cunt on my face. She licked her lips and let out a low moan. My tongue licked faster and faster through her flesh. I teased her without mercy. I made her gasp and moan. Her head threw back, spilling with pleasure.
“Oh, yes, Melody. You’re so good at this. You’re such a wonderful friend. Oh, yes. Thank you for sharing your daddy with me and licking my pussy. Ooh, yes. We’re going to have so much fun tonight.”
“So much,” I panted between licks.
Her juices coated my face. I loved how sticky and warm they felt. I rubbed my face and cheeks into her pussy between licks. I reveled in her spicy musk. I squirmed my hips, my cunt itching to be touched. I squeezed her thighs to keep my hands from wondering as my tongue brushed her hymen.
Tonight, Daddy would pop this cherry. I explored the membrane with my tongue, finding a small hole I could almost wiggled my tongue all the way through. I didn’t want to try to hard. Daddy deserved to have her hymen intact.
“My daddy’s going to pop your cherry,” I moaned before licking up to her clit.
“Yes,” she hissed, her hips swiveling as she ground on my hungry mouth. “Yes, yes, yes. He’s pop my cherry while you watch. And then you’ll get to lick my pussy clean like I licked yours.”
I groaned, a wave of heat rushing from my pussy. I almost came at just the thought. I moaned about her clit and sucked so hard. I couldn’t wait for tonight. We would be so wild with Daddy. Sun I would never forget it.
Her back arched. She pulled hard on her nipples and then let out a shuddering moan. Her juices flooded my mouth as she came. She bucked and squirmed, grinding on my face. I gulped down every drop of her juices, my fingers biting into her thighs.
I wanted to rub my clit so hard and explode. I was so close to cumming. I knew it wouldn’t take much.
But I was strong.
“Holy shit,” Sun panted. “Damn, Melody, you are a wonderful pussy licker.”
I pulled my lips from her flesh and rose. I couldn’t help kissing her. Our breasts pressed together as our lips met in a hot, steamy kiss. She groaned, tasting her pussy on my lips. Her hands slid down, squeezing my ass, pulling me tight. I shuddered in her embrace.
When we broke the kiss, she purred, “Damn, we are going to have the best time ever tonight!”
Sun and I both stood naked side-by-side before the front door as Daddy climbed out of his car. The moment we heard him pull into the driveway, we shot to the door. We were both so eager to greet him.
After shaving me this afternoon, Sun came over to my house. Of course, she stripped naked with me the moment we entered. We finished cleaning the house before having a light dinner of grilled-cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Daddy wanted us fed because the fun was starting as soon as he got home.
Sun trembled beside me as we waited for him to walk to the front door. She bit her lip and swallowed.
I flashed her a smile. “It’ll be okay. You’ll love having his cock in you.”
“Thanks,” she said.
His footsteps crunched. His blurry form appeared in the distorted glass of the door’s window. My hand reached out and snagged the door. I yanked it open as he mounted the porch. He stood so tall and powerful. Even in his suit, you could tell he was strong.
“Good evening, Daddy,” we both said together.
“Good evening,” he smiled, drinking in the sight of our eighteen-year-old bodies. He nodded his head in appreciation. The door was open. Anyone could see us.
The thrill made my pussy clench.
I took Daddy’s briefcase and tie while Sun took his suit jacket. The pair of us scrambled upstairs to put them away in his bedroom. Well, until Mom got back, it was my bedroom, too. I had slept here every night, my pussy soaked in incestuous seed.
We darted downstairs. Daddy waited for us, the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, revealing muscular forearms covered in flames burning up from his wrist. “This is your chance to back down,” he said, glancing at Sun. “You don’t have to go into my workroom.”
“I want to,” she breathed.
“Then here are the ground rules. You do whatever I say, no questions ask,” he said. “If you balk, then you’ve been bad and I will spank you.”
We both nodded our heads.
“If you feel uncomfortable about something say red light. You won’t be bad if you say that.” “Red light?” I asked.
“It’s a safe word,” Sun said. “Right? For BDSM?”
“Do you and Mom use safe words?”
He shook his head. “Not since before we married. She is my slave. She lives the lifestyle 24/7 when she’s home. She surrendered herself to me.”
I shuddered. I wanted that. “I…I won’t say it.”
A smile curled his lips. “That’s your choice.”
“I trust you, Daddy.”
The words made me tremble. They were so powerful to say. I trust you. Almost as powerful as another three words. His strong hand cupped my chin. His thumb stroked cheek. I shuddered. He leaned down and kissed me hard.
I moaned into his kiss. I felt Sun’s eyes watching, burning with envy. I didn’t care. She could watch Daddy and me share our taboo passion. I wouldn’t say the safeword. I trusted my daddy. He would never hurt me.
He broke the kiss and said, “Follow.”
Sun and I, holding hands, padded after Daddy. He headed to the basement. He opened the door and we headed down into it. It was a typical basement, though probably cleaner than most thanks to Mom’s efforts. Cardboard boxes were staked against the wall covered in my mom’s handwriting: Xmas Lights, Xmas Decorations, Halloween Decorations, Easter Decorations, Xmas Decorations, Alice’s Clothes, Melody’s Clothes, Alice’s Dolls.
I forgot my sister used to collect them as a child. Then she hit puberty and threw them all into a box.
Daddy walked to the plain, wooden door. I had never once been passed it. I always thought it was were Daddy did crafts or something. And sometimes he and Mom would disappear into there for hours. Now I understood after googling the internet.
It was a BDSM dungeon.
The door opened onto a dark room. Daddy stepped in and flicked on a light. It didn’t get much brighter. The walls were black and different from the bare, mortared cinder blocks of the rest of the basement. It was made of a spongy wood.
“Cork,” Sun said. “To muffle sound.”
My eyes kept scanning. One entire wall was covered in paddles, flails, riding crops, and canes, each hanging from their own nail, neat and orderly—I sensed Mom’s hand. A shelf rose from floor to ceiling and spanned another wall. It was covered in all manner of sex toys. I blushed at the sight of dildos, vibrators, strings of beads. And there were furry handcuffs and restraints, strange bars with cuffs on both ends, alligator clamps, and more butt plugs—I knew where he got the ones he used on me. Beside the shelf was a chest. The third wall had a large, X shaped stand with cuffs hanging from the top.
“A Saint Andrew’s Cross,” Sun whispered as I stared on it.
“You’ve been googling BDSM?” Daddy asked as he stood in the middle.
“Yes, Daddy,” Sun said.
Daddy smiled. He liked being called that. “Now strip me, sluts.”
“Yes, Daddy,” with both said and hurried to him.
Our hands went to the buttons of his shirt. We both smiled at each other as we tried to reach for the top. I shifted to the next one down. We worked fast, our hands hopping past the other to unfasten the next button. We had his shirt open in record time. We pushed it off his shoulders exposing his muscular chest. Barbwire tattoos ran across his sculpted pecs. On his upper, right arm was a naked woman, kneeling, a collar about her neck connected to a leash.
Our hands caressed his muscles as our fingers descend to his pants. It was so hot to touch his rock-hard flesh. Sun beamed at me, her cheeks rosy. I smiled back as our fingers reached his belt together. We fumbled, the leather rasping. His cock tented his slacks.
Daddy was excited by his good girls.
The belt whisked as I pulled it through the loops while Sun attacked his fly. She unfastened his slacks and ripped the zipper down. Daddy wore dark-blue boxers, his cock eager to be seen. I set his belt on his dress shirt and knelt with Sun as we pulled down his slacks and boxers in one motion. His cock popped out, the tip beading with his precum.
It was so delicious. I leaned forward and licked the tip.
An angry growl escaped Daddy’s lips. I froze, my tongue on his cock, then pulled it back into my mouth and blushed. “Sorry, Daddy. I got excited.”
He nodded his head. “I was planning on saving the clamps for next time, but if you can’t control yourself.” He pointed at the shelf with all the BDSM and sex toy son it. “Grab a pair of the clamps and come back.”
Clamps? Where would he put them?
“Yes, Daddy.” I raced across the room as Daddy turned to Sun. She moaned as he kissed her. I could hear their lips working together and their soft moans.
A flash of jealous shot through me. But I held it in. I was Daddy’s Good Girl. Good girl’s didn’t get jealous. They did what made their daddies happy. If he wanted to kiss Sun, then he could. And I should be happy for him.
I raced back with the clamps. They were small and opened like alligator jaws. I grabbed the first pair I could find, the ends covered by soft, red velvet. I hoped that would make it hurt less. I reached Daddy and stood still, waiting for the kiss to finish.
Sun trembled when he broke the kiss with her and turned to me. He grinned as he took the clamps. He opened one and let it snap shut before me. “What are these?”
“I don’t know, Daddy.”
“Nipple clamps,” Sun said, a smile playing on her lips.
My nipples tingled. I fought the instinct to cover my nipples. Daddy would never hurt me. He might cause me pain, but that wasn’t the same. I trusted him. Mom played these games. And so could I. He brought the clamp close to my nipple. Opened it. And let it snap shut.
How much would it hurt?
He brought it closer and closer to my nipple. My trembles increased. Why was he taking his time? I wanted him just to get it over with. It was worse watching it slowly drift closer and closer, opening and closing. I squirmed, my bowels clenching on my butt-plug.
The jaws engulfed my nipple. He held them open. I bit my lip as I stared at my hard, pink nub jutting into those mouth. I squirmed. I wanted to flinch. I could stop this. I just had to say red light and it would all end.
No. I trusted my daddy. I would not say—
The clamp pinched shut on my nipple. My eyes widened. I let out a yelp of pain. My nipple throbbed in the clamp. Pressure ached at the tip. The pain shot through me. I shuddered and…and…
My pussy clenched.
I took the pain for Daddy. I was his good girl and submitted to his discipline. And that excited me. I took deep breaths, controlling the moans coming from my lips. Tears ran hot down my face. He tilted my head, staring into my eyes, the other clamp opening and closing before me. His thumb brushed a tear.
“You’re doing good, slut,” he praised. “You’re being such a good girl for Daddy.”
“Thank you,” I moaned.
As he stared at me, studying me, I realized he was making sure I could take the pain. He loved me so much he wanted to make sure I could handle—
He clamped my other nipple.
The pain shocked me. I grit my teeth and groaned through it. The pain flared for a moment and then dulled into a numb throb like the other. I stared down at my nipples. The clamps waved and bobbed as I shifted, pulling my nipples, adding little discomfort.
“Wow,” Sun whispered.
“Sun,” growled Daddy. “Move that slutty ass over to the box, open it, and pull out the red rope.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Sun gasped.
Her slim ass shook as she darted to the wooden chest. It was like a pirate’s chest, the corners and sides banded in dark metal. She fell to her knees and opened it. The chest creaked. I couldn’t see what was in it from my angle. She dug around. I caught glimpses of coiled ropes, rubber tubes, and a bag full of clothespins.
Clothespins? My eyes flicked down to my nipples.
She pulled out a coiled length of red rope and presented it to Daddy. He drabbed it and began uncoiling it. “I always love tying up your mother. We’ll do something simple to start out, let you get used to the rope.
“You’ll be tied up a lot, slut.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I squirmed, which made my breasts shake and the clamps pull on my nipples. I groaned at the sudden pain.
He smiled at that. He liked seeing me in discomfort. His dick throbbed so hard before him. He liked my submission to his desires. I licked my lips and obeyed his orders. He had me lie on my back. He wrapped the rope first about my right ankle with a looping knot. He worked so fast, wrapping it about my flesh. The rope fibers were rough. They abraded my skin. It itched and burned as he pulled it taught.
I accepted the discomfort to make him happy. My ass clenched on my butt plug as I squirmed. He looped the rope about my hips, my legs securely bound together by crisscrossing knots. Then he worked along my stomach. He made a spiderweb pattern across it as he worked higher and higher to my breasts.
“You’re just big enough to do this,” he smiled.
“Not like Alice,” I said. I always liked that I was bustier than my fraternal twin sister.
“Not like Alice,” Daddy agreed as he looped the rope about my right tit. He pulled it tight.
I gasped as it bit into my flesh and lifted my breast, topped by the nipple clamp, into a mound. My tit grew red and swollen. I groaned and squirmed. The robe chaffed at my sensitive flesh and my whole tit throbbed like my nipples.
Then he did my left breast. Sun knelt nearby, her eyes wide as he worked, her fingers clenching her thighs. I bet she wanted to rub her pussy. I knew I did. Despite all the pain and discomfort, I was so horny. My head swam. This was all so new and exciting.
Lastly, Daddy bound my hands together across my stomach. I couldn’t touch my pussy even if I had permission.
“Beautiful,” he grinned.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
His eyes flashed over to Sun. “Get your slutty ass over here now, girl.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she squeaked and hopped to her feet. She raced over, her small breasts jiggling. Her body was flushed, her pupils dilated, making her eyes seem even darker. Juices trickled down her thighs and adorned her shaved pussy.
“Time to have your cherry popped. Kneel over my daughter but don’t let your pussy touch her lips. I want her to watch while I pop your cherry. She deserves to see it up close.”
Sun’s eyes widened. “Yes, Daddy, she does.”
I squirmed, licking my lips. My best friend knelt over me, her virgin pussy just out of reach of my tongue. She squirmed as Daddy straddled me next, his huge cock thrusting before him aimed right at Sun’s virgin cunt. I wanted to reach up and grab it. I wanted to stroke him then guide him to Sun’s pussy. He deserved to fuck her cherry cunt. He deserved all the pussy he wanted.
“Fuck her, Daddy,” I moaned. “Do it. Pop the little slut’s cherry.”
“Yes,” Sun moaned, her hips shivering. “Ooh, I wish your were my biological father. This would be even hotter, Daddy.”
“Yes, it would.”
His cock touched her pussy lips. He stroked her ass with his left hand as his right rubbed his dick up and down her cunt. I licked my lips, my eyes locked on the tight, plump vulva parting around the very tip of his dick. He slid it down, found the entrance to her pussy, and thrust.
Sun gasped as her cherry popped. Daddy’s hairy balls swung forward and smacked into Sun’s clit. He buried into her in one smooth motion, ripping her hymen to shreds. Sun shuddered and trembled. She gasped and moaned.
“My Daddy’s in you,” I moaned as I squirmed. “His cock is in you, Sun. You’re being a good girl.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Oh, wow, Melody. Oh, my god, a cock’s in me. Holy shit.”
Daddy drew back his cock. Her virgin juices stained his shaft pink. She didn’t bleed much. I licked my lips as a drop of spicy cream landed on my upper lip. I savored the flavor. Then Daddy thrust in again.
Sun gasped and bucked. Her moans echoed through the dungeon. Daddy’s cock drew back and slammed in over and over. He fucked my friend so hard. I stared up at them, trembling, watching, my body squirming in the ropes. It was so hot. Her pussy clung tight to his wide shaft. Her pussy looked so small compared to his dick. He stretched her open.
It was wonderfully obscene.
Daddy grunted with his strokes, savoring her tight cunt. I bit my lip, wanting to lift my body up and lick her cunt and Daddy’s cock all at the same time. It would be so hot. I craned my head, but bound I couldn’t leverage myself up or use my elbows to help.
My tongue wiggled just out of reach.
“Oh, my god, Melody,” she gasped. “Daddy’s fucking me. He’s ramming his huge cock in me.”
“He is,” I moaned.
“Oh, god, I’m going to cum. This is so hot. He’s in me so deep. He’s filling me up. This is so wonderful.”
“Thank him,” I moaned, squirming, my nipples waving. My breasts and nipples both throbbed in wonderful agony.
“Thank you, Daddy,” moaned Sun. “Thank you for fucking my virgin pussy with your big, thick cock.”
“I always fuck slutty good girls,” he growled. “Shit, yes. Take my cock.”
His strokes grew wilder. She rocked into him. His balls smacked over and over into her clit. The sound echoed through the room. Her juices dripped on my face. I loved them. Hot drops that perfumed the air with her spicy musk. Sun’s moans grew louder. Her small breasts jiggled. She leaned her head down, grunting as she took Daddy’s dick.
Her screams were so loud. Her juices flooded out around Daddy’s cock. They splashed onto my face. I opened my mouth wide, drinking the cream. I savored how delicious they tasted in my mouth. I swirled them through my mouth as I savored them.
“Cum in me,” moaned Sun. “Please, please, please. Dump your cum in my cunt.”
“But my other good girl needs my cock,” he growled and ripped his dick from Sun’s cunt. Her once tight pussy gaped open. I could see into her pink depths as Daddy forced her ass down. Her pussy smothered my mouth.
I groaned, licking. Sun squirmed on me. I couldn’t see any longer. But I felt Daddy. He lifted my hips up as my tongue flew through my friend’s pussy. My bound legs went over his right shoulder as he lifted me. His hands stroked my ass then his fingers dipped in and found the butt plug.
He ripped it out.
I groaned and shuddered as my ass was suddenly empty after a day of being filled. I tongued Sun faster. I knew what was about to happen. He was about to take my anal cherry. My last virgin hole. My toes curled.
I was ready for it.
“Fuck my ass, Daddy,” I moaned into Sun’s pussy. My head swimming.
Daddy’s wet cock, soaked in Sun’s juices, pressed against my sphincter. He slid in easily, my asshole still open from the butt plug. He had stretched me out, prepared me for his big dick. I gasped as he dived deep into my bowels. The burning, strange sensation washed through me, mixing with the discomfort of the rope and the aching throb in my breasts and nipples.
He drew back and thrust again and again. My toes curled. I purred my delight into Sun’s pussy as he reamed my asshole. His dick was so thick. The butt plug was wide, but not as wide as his cock. I trembled, my body drinking in every sensations.
“Yes, yes, fuck my ass,” I moaned between licks.
“Pound her ass, Daddy,” Sun moaned as she writhed on my face. “Oh, yes, pound the slut’s ass.”
Daddy grunted. “Such a tight, hot ass.”
“Your ass, Daddy,” I moaned. “I want to be your slave. Like Mommy. I want to be owned by you.”
His answer shuddered through me. My body tensed. My bowels clenched on his dick. My pussy ached. “May I cum, Daddy?”
“As much as you like,” he answered as he pounded my ass, his arms hugging my legs.
His words triggered me. I was his slave and he had given me permission to cum. I bucked and shuddered. My ass writhed about his cock. I moaned my bliss into Sun’s pussy. The pain and pleasure merged together as I thrashed in the ropes bounds. My ass spasmed on his thrusting cock. I drank in the burning sensation along with the pain. They all mixed in my mind. Pain became pleasure became pain. Over and over, oscillating between the two. I gasped and moaned into Sun’s pussy as I thrashed.
My world changed. I went beyond myself. The sensations overwhelmed my thoughts. There was only Daddy’s cock pounding my ass. I drifted through a new space of rapture. It bathed my brain. It was nothing I had ever experienced.
I loved it.
I never wanted it to end.
Distant moans and gasps reached across the void. “Daddy raised such a good girl.”
The words increased my ecstasy. I was such a good girl. I was. And my daddy gave me such bliss in exchange.
Hot cum spurted into my asshole. It snapped me out of my drifting thoughts. I groaned and shuddered. Everything was jumbled together. Sun lay on her side, panting. I tasted her pussy on my lips. She had soaked me. I didn’t remember making her cum.
“Holy shit, you were out of it,” Sun said.
“Subspace,” Daddy grunted as he pulled his cock out of my ass. His cum dribbled out. “How do you feel?”
“Amazing, Daddy,” I smiled.
He leaned down and kissed me. I squirmed in my bondage, my body pumping with pleasure. I was Daddy’s slave now. I hoped Mom never came home. I never wanted this to end and I couldn’t wait for Daddy to show us more ways to have fun by submitting to him.
Audrey gives her boys a birthday present they will never forget.Mommy’s twisted birthday present
An original story by Starrynight.
Audrey felt her eyes closing as she tiredly dragged herself up the stairs all the way to the third floor. She fumbled through her purse for the keys and unlocked the door. She put her purse down and yawned as she looked around her tiny two-bedroom apartment. It was 7 am and the stuffy little house was silent. Audrey quietly stepped over to her small bedroom and removed her jacket. She was wearing her nurse’s uniform underneath, and although she was dead tired after her nightshift, she told herself she had to take a shower before going to bed.
Audrey unfastened the clip that loosely held her hair together and let her long black hair fall. She stepped out of her shoes, removed her light blue shirt and dark blue pants, and grabbed her towels. She was wearing a white undershirt, white cotton panties and was barefoot as she made her way to the bathroom, her towels in hand. She knew her boys usually woke up at around seven thirty and was pretty sure that she would not run into them on her way to the bathroom, but even if she did, she was too tired to care.
After walking into the bathroom, Audrey closed the door and hung her towels on the hangers. She looked at the busted lock and shook her head in anger. It was busted for almost a year now, yet her asshole of a landlord refused to fix it.
Audrey faced the mirror, looking at the bags under her eyes and gave herself a tired smile as she began undressing. She quickly removed the undershirt, crème colored bra and panties and threw them in the hamper before giving her naked body a quick glance.
At the age of thirty-eight, Audrey had body she was relatively happy with. She was five foot three and weighed 126 pounds. She had long shiny black hair, hazel eyes and a pair of 34b sized breasts with very little sag. Her stomach was not as flat as she would’ve liked, but she couldn’t complain about it. When she was younger Audrey was a dancer, and her body still had a dancer’s figure, with tone legs and a small tight ass.
Audrey got the shower running and put the toilet sit down while she waited for it to warm up. She emptied her bladder before stepping under the warm water and closing her eyes. Audrey was a single mother, living with her two sons in a shitty apartment she could barely afford in a bad neighborhood. Her husband left them almost ten years ago for no apparent reason, and ever since, she did everything she could to provide for her family. She picked up as many shifts as she could, but even with that, they barely had enough money to make it through each month. It was not where she wanted to be in life, and tears filled her eyes at the thought.
As Audrey wallowed in the warm water, a gentle knock on the door woke her. “Mom, can I use the bathroom?” her son asked from the other side of the door.
“Yeah, okay” she answered back and heard the door open and close as her son walked in. She made out the outline of his figure through the opaque shower curtain, just like he could make out hers as he took his place in front of the toilet, pulled up the seat, pulled his penis out and proceeded to take a leak, making sure to position his back to the shower. While this was not something that happened often, it was not uncommon for her and one of her sons to share the bathroom while she was returning or getting ready for work while they got ready for school.
“How was work?” her son asked her.
“It was fine sweetie” she answered and shut off the water. “Don’t turn around” she told her son as she moved the curtain aside and stepped out. The bathroom was very small, and she was standing almost back to back with her son as he finished relieving himself and shook the last drops. Audrey grabbed the smaller towel and wrapped it around her wet hair while facing the sink and mirror. She could see her son’s backside in the mirror and noticed him turning his head to look back at her.
“Can I turn around yet?” Chris asked and quickly turned his head back away.
“Just a sec” Audrey said, grabbing the large towel. She wrapped it around her body, covering her from her boobs to mid-thigh. “Go ahead” Audrey said and her son turned around to look at her from only inches away.
“Going to bed mom?” he asked, and his mother nodded. He grabbed his toothbrush just as his mother opened the bathroom door and stepped out to the small hall.
“Morning mom” said Tony, her other son, as he stepped out of the bedroom he and his brother shared, in just a pair of loose boxers.
“Morning honey” she said with a tired smile and thought she noticed her son’s eyes briefly move to the exposed top part of her tits, the rest of her covered by the towel. She thought nothing of it and made her way to her bedroom while thinking how much she loved her two boys.
Chris and Tony were twins, identical twins to be exact. They were both seniors in high school and to her delight and relief they both managed to get full scholarships to college. Although they were identical twins, they were very different from one another. Tony, the older of the two by twelve minutes, was the athletic one. At six feet and 180 pounds, he was the best football player on the school team and got a football scholarship at an average college in the state. He had his mother’s hazel eyes and kept his light brown hair cut short.
His brother, Chris, was the smart academic one. He had the same build as his brother, but not as muscular. As opposed to his brother, he grew out his hair and had a short-trimmed beard, giving him the general look of a British author. He got a full academic scholarship to a good college, mostly because of the excellent essay he wrote for the application.
Audrey closed her bedroom door behind her as the house filled with the noises of the boys getting ready for school. She dried her hair, removed the towel, slipped on a pair of clean black panties, a purple bra and got between the covers. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Later that day, after waking up, Audrey cleaned the house and thought what to do for the boys’ upcoming birthday. She was ashamed by the fact that she couldn’t afford any birthday present for either of them and tried to calculate what she could afford.
She left for work before her sons returned from their afterschool activities, and throughout her shift she felt bad about not being able to get them anything. When she got back home around 2 in the morning, her boys were already fast asleep.
She took a quick shower, washing the hospital smell off her. After stepping out of the shower, she dried her hair with the small towel, used the larger one to dry the rest of her body, then hung them both and looked at her naked reflection in the mirror, studying it. She slid her right hand over her boobs, squeezing them gently, and continued moving it down. She kept looking at the mirror as she slid her hand along her stomach and brushed her fingers through her full dark bush. She rarely bothered trimming her pubic hair. No man has been between her legs since her husband left, and she didn’t think one was going to be anytime soon.
While still looking at the mirror, Audrey turned her body around. She rose to stand on her tip toes and stuck her butt out as she studied it. It was a shame she had no guy to see it, and placed her hand on her right cheek, squeezing it to her amusement. She turned back around and just as she slid a hand to her vulva, a thought popped into her mind.
Audrey spread the lips of her labia to the mirror, exposing the pink interior to herself and thought back to earlier that day. She thought of her son turning around and glimpsing her naked bottom, and her other son checking her out just after. Her tired mind thought nothing of it at the time, but now she was giving it another thought, and a nervous feeling filled her stomach.
She grabbed the wet towels in her hand and allowed herself to leave the bathroom naked. Her mind raced as she made her way to the bedroom and she felt flustered as she put on panties and a bra and got into bed. The following day was her boys’ birthday, and as tired as she was she couldn’t fall asleep, her mind racing with the new idea. Maybe she could give her boys a birthday present after all.
The following day Audrey woke up to a quiet house. Her sons were already at school and she took extra shifts the previous days, so she would have the day off to celebrate his boys’ birthday. She fixed herself a small breakfast and thoroughly took care of the household chores after. Her sons told her they were going out to celebrate with friends after school, and they would be home later.
At around six o’clock Chris walked through the door with a big smile on. His mother greeted him with a hug, a kiss on each cheek and wished him a happy birthday. She noted how big her son got, and when his twin brother walked in a few minutes after, he received a similar treatment.
Audrey told her boys to go wash up and said she would back shortly. Her head was spinning as she picked up some burgers and cake, still not completely sure about the birthday present and what her boys would think of it.
When she got back home, her sons already set the table and they sat down to have dinner. She got burgers, fries and milkshakes from their favorite place, and they ate happily around the small dinner table. Afterwards, Audrey brought out the cake and sang her boys happy birthday while she put some old candles on it for them to blow out.
“Thanks mom, everything was great” Tony told his mother after finishing a large piece of cake and slurping the last of his milkshake.
“Yeah mom, thanks” Chris added as he too finished the last crumbs off his plate.
Audrey looked at her two boys, all grown up now, and was very nervous as she spoke her next words. “Boys, why don’t you move to the couch. I will be right back with your…present” she said with a gulp and blushed.
“Mom, you really didn’t have to” Chris told his mom in a loving tone. Both he and his brother knew they had no money to spare and neither was expecting a present.
“It’s your last birthday at home,” Audrey said stuttering a little “I had to get you some sort of present” she said trying to hide how nervous she was. “I’ll be right back” she said and went to her room while her sons moved to the couch.
Audrey was so nervous she started to hyperventilate as she walked into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She took a few breaths to calm herself down, then stripped out of her clothes until she was completely naked. She picked up a pair of matching black lace bra and panties she hasn’t wore in ages and put them on. They hugged her breasts and ass tightly and made Audrey feel sexy. She stood in her room in the underwear, building up the courage to go back to her boys before finally opening the door and stepping out.
Audrey was trying her best to look at ease as she made her way to living room. Her sons were talking amongst themselves and didn’t really notice her at first. When they finally turned to face her, their eyes went wide.
“Mom, what are doing?” Tony asked shocked. They have seen their mother in just her underwear a few times on her way to or from the bathroom, but this was something completely different.
“Giving you your present” Audrey said as her heart pounded in her chest.
“Wha…what do you mean?” Chris managed to say nervously.
“I hope I’m not too far off base here,” she started saying nervously “but I’m pretty sure I noticed both of you checking me out lately,” she said. Her sons looked at each other, exchanging guilty looks, and she knew she was right, “and I really wanted to get you something for your birthday, but we can’t afford that, so I thought I would be your present” she said, her throat going dry as she looked at her boys. She noticed a bulge starting to form in their pants as they looked at her standing in front of them in just her underwear.
“But mom, you know I have a girlfriend” Tony said in a shaky voice. They were dating for only about a month, and it sounded like he almost regretted her.
“I won’t tell her of you don’t” Audrey heard herself say.
“Tell her what?” Chris burst out “Are you really serious about this mom? What were you planning on us doing?” Christ continued asking. He didn’t believe his mother was actually doing this, and even if she was, he wasn’t sure how far she was planning on going with them.
“I am serious about this,” Audrey told her son while looking him in the eyes “as I said, I’m your birthday present, I’m here for you to enjoy me however you like” she said, and her sons stayed silent as they kept looking at her shocked. “How about we start with you loosing your pants?” Audrey said.
Chris and Tony looked at each other nervously and neither one of them spoke. Their gazes moved between each other, and their mother standing in front of them until Chris was the first to act. He rose to his feet and pushed the coffee table to the side. He looked at his mother, then at his brother who was still sitting and began to unbuckle his jeans. He released the top button, pulled down the zipper and pulled his pants down to his knees. His cock was hard, creating a tent in his boxers, and his mother took another step towards him.
“You sure about this mom?” Chris asked and when he saw her nod, he pulled his boxers down to his knees, exposing his very hard penis to his mother’s eyes.
Audrey looked at her son’s average five-and-a-half-inch dick and was surprised to find herself getting aroused by it. She gave her boy a look before getting on her knees at his feet. She closed a hand around her son’s shaft and heard him gasp at her touch.
Audrey was amazed how much her son had grown. The last time she saw his penis was when he was a little boy. Now he had a penis of a full-grown man, dark pubic hair surrounding the base and balls. She gave her son’s pole a few strokes, then moved her mouth to it and took it in her mouth.
“Oh god mom” Chris moaned in pleasure as his mom engulfed his manhood with her mouth. He closed his eyes, not believing this was really happening, and groaned as his mother took half of his length into her mouth and sucked on it.
Tony’s cock instantly became rock hard in his pants as he watched his mom take his brother’s cock in her mouth next to him. He liked his current girlfriend and didn’t want to cheat on her, and the thought of doing something sexual with his mother bothered him, no matter how attractive he found her. But as he looked at his brother getting a blowjob from her, he couldn’t resist.
Audrey pulled her mouth off her son’s cock and continued stroking it when she noticed her other son rising to his feet to his right. He looked down at her, the bulge in his pants looking larger and began to unbutton them. He opened his pants, looked down at her, and with one motion pulled his pants and underwear all the way down.
Audrey felt her panties getting moist as Tony presented his cock to her. It was very similar to his brother’s in length and girth, maybe just a bit shorter, and she looked up at him before closing her free hand around it. She was glad both her young men decided to accept her birthday gift to them, but it felt weird having her sons’ hard cock in each hand, stroking them. She tugged on their shafts a few times, then moved her mouth over to Tony’s and licked the head of his cock.
“Oh yes” Tony moaned as she took his cock deeper into her mouth. He looked at her as she began to bob her head up and down it while she had a hand on his brother’s cock jerking him.
Audrey sucked on Tony’s dick for another minute before pulling her mouth off. She held each of her sons’ hard cocks in her hand and jerked them as they moaned, looking at the pleasure on their handsome faces. She kept this up for a few more minutes, jerking them off while rotating her mouth from one cock to the other, giving each a few licks and sucks before switching.
After a few minutes of blowing her twin boys, Chris was the first to break. She was hungrily sucking his cock when he began to grunt.
“Oh fuck mom, I’m gonna cum” he moaned and looked down at her as she continued blowing him. “Fuuuccckkk!” he called out as his body burned with pleasure and he began shooting his load in her mouth. He was cumming so hard his body was shaking, and his mother could barely contain it in her mouth. When he finally finished ejaculating, Audrey pulled her mouth of him, looked up at him and swallowed his sperm as he looked at her amazed.
“Oh god!” Tony called out as he watched his mother swallow his brother’s load. It was so hot he couldn’t hold back and started cumming with his mom barely stroking him. Audrey quickly noticed and went back to enthusiastically jerking his dick as he squirted his cum all over her. He groaned with pleasure as he came, his first two loads splattering across her face while the rest sprayed the top of her breasts and her bra.
“Sorry mom” Tony said looking embarrassed at his cum covered mother. He stepped out from his pants and boxers and grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen which he handed her.
“It’s okay baby” Audrey told her son and wiped his sticky matter off her face and body. She rose back to her feet and walked to the kitchen to throw the towels away. When she returned, her sons were sitting on the sofa, both with just their shirts on and Chris’s shaft already beginning to harden again.
“You can take off your shirts” she told her sons, and both quickly removed their shirts without even bothering getting up. Her two boys were now sitting in front of her as naked as the day they came out of her.
Tony naturally had a very strong muscular upper body, with big biceps, nice pecks and hard abs. His brother, while not as athletic and muscular as his brother also had a good build, and looking at them both sitting there naked, really turned her on.
Audrey noticed she was still in her bra and panties as her boys looked up at her with lust in their eyes. “I think it’s time to unwrap your present” Audrey said as they gawked at her. She was feeling much more at ease after making them both cum and found herself looking forward to her sons exploring her intimate hole.
She gave her sons a final look then began strip. She started out by moving her hands behind her back and unclasping her bra as her sons watched mesmerized. She pulled her hands through the straps, holding the cups over her breasts, then let it fall to the floor, exposing her boobs to her children. Her boobs were topped with large red areolas and her medium sized nipples were rock hard. She smiled as noticed the boys’ mouths almost watering to the sight of her bare tits.
“You two had a hard time giving up sucking on these when you were young” she told her children as she caressed her beautiful natural breasts.
“Yeah, I can see why” Tony said and his brother chuckled next to him, both looking at their mother’s titties. Audrey noticed Tony was also starting to get hard and smiled to herself as she moved her hands to her panties. She looked down as she placed her fingers inside the waistband then slowly pulled them off.
Audrey could feel her boys’ eyes on her pussy as she revealed it to them. Earlier that day she trimmed her bush, leaving a sexy thin triangle of pubic hair where her matted thick bush was. She looked up at her boys and both their cocks were hard again, their eyes looking at the enticing triangle between her legs.
“Who wants to go first?” Audrey asked and took a step towards her children. They both remained silent. “Do you want me to choose?” she asked, moving her gaze between them as they both stroked their hard cocks and nodded. “Okay, then I guess it’s only fair that I start with Tony this time” she said and took the final step towards them. She climbed onto the couch between her sons and moved so she was above Tony. She noticed his eyes lock on her vulva and started rubbing it as she lowered herself onto her son.
Tony stopped stroking his dick and just held it up for his mom. He didn’t believe he was actually about to have sex with her. His penis twitched with anticipation as her vagina neared it, and he let out a deep breath when he felt his tip encounter her soft skin.
Audrey looked into her son’s eyes from only inches away and hopped that she would not come to regret this. Her body wanted this just as much as his, and with their eyes locked in an intense stare she impaled herself on her own son’s hard cock.
“Oh my god mom!” Tony moaned as he penetrated his mother’s snatch for the first time in his life, breaking the ultimate taboo. She was surprisingly tight for a mother, and Audrey too moaned in sexual pleasure as for the first time in nearly a decade she had a hard cock inside her.
Audrey held still as her son stretched her cunt. His cock was very much like his father’s and she loved the size of it as it filled her up. She waited for a minute for their bodies to adjust, then began slowly sliding her wet cunt up and down her son’s dick while he watched them hypnotized.
Tony moaned as she fucked him slowly. His mother placed her hands on his stomach and steadied herself while she repeatedly took him inside her. They looked at each other, then Tony surprised her as he leaned in and took her nipple in her mouth.
Audrey moaned in surprise and delight as her son sucked on her tits like he did when he was a baby. She rode her boy to her unworldly pleasure until she remembered she had another birthday boy to please. She carefully pulled Tony off her boobs and climbed off him as he looked at her disappointed. “It’s your brother’s turn” she said explaining and moved from one son to the other.
Audrey placed her legs on both sides of Chris as she sat down on his lap facing him. She gave his cock a single stroke and held it as she raised herself. Her son lowered his eyes down to look at her boobs then quickly back to her eyes. They looked into each other’s eyes as she lowered herself onto his dick. Chris’s eyes widened with pleasure as the head of his cock breached her, and a long moan escaped his mouth as she continued descending, taking his hard cock all the way inside her tight twat.
As Audrey began riding Chris’s hard cock, Tony started moving around. At first, she didn’t realize what he was doing until he stood up on the sofa. Tony moved closer to his mother as she bounced on top of his brother’s cock, sliding it in and out of her slick fuck hole. He offered her his own cock, and she willingly took it in her mouth.
Audrey’s moans were stifled by her son’s cock in her mouth. She could taste her womanly juices on it and listened to the sounds of both her sons moaning, one with his cock in her mouth and one deep in her tight cunt.
“Mom, can we switch?” Tony asked her in between moans, the pleasure visible on his face as he pulled his dick out of his mother’s mouth.
“Sure baby” she said panting, still riding Chris’s cock while he threw his head back and groaned with the sexual bliss. Tony stepped off the sofa and watched his mother climb off his brother’s pole.
As soon as Audrey was on her feet Tony grabbed her and turned her around. He seized her tits and began kneading them as he leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth. His mom moaned as he sucked on her erect nipple hard before letting it go and standing upright. He looked at her with pure lust as he pushed her down onto the sofa next to Chris. Tony then looked down at his mommy’s hairy pussy hungrily and placed his hands on her thighs, spreading them wide. His cock was harder than he ever remembered it being, and as his body burned with desire, he leaned down and rammed his ragging erection into his mother’s heavenly pussy.
“Oh my god” Audrey groaned as her son pushed himself into her. Her vagina screamed with forbidden pleasure as her son mounted her, groaning as he began to pound her cunt with quick powerful strokes.
Chris immediately got on his knees on the couch and watched the incredibly hot image of his twin brother fucking the shit out of their mother’s muff. He stroked his stiff member as he moved it towards his squealing mother. As soon as she saw him, she leaned towards him, grabbed his cock and began sucking on it like a hungry teenage slut.
“Oh, fuck mom” Tony groaned as he slowed down the incestuous violation of his mother “can I…?” he started asking, fighting his impending climax.
“Yes baby,” Audrey said pulling Chris’s cock out of her mouth and facing Tony “you can cum inside me” she told him and went back to blowing Chris. She wanted her sons to enjoy this as much as possible and grabbed a day after pill from the clinic. A second later Tony returned to hammering her pussy with his cock and his moans grew louder.
“Oh, fuck mom, FUCK!” he groaned and switched to long powerful thrusts as an orgasm took him. He closed his eyes and shivered, pushing his shaft all the way inside her with each thrust as he began to spurt his spunk inside his mother’s snatch. He grunted as the pleasure rushed though him, making him squirt load after load of his sperm into his mom until his balls were completely empty and he pulled out of her.
“That was amazing baby” Audrey said to Tony as she felt his warm cum inside her. She stopped sucking Chris’s cock, let go of it and moved around on the sofa until she was on all fours with her back to him. “Your turn now sweetie, cum inside mommy” she said and pushed her ass back until it touched her son’s hard cock.
Chris immediately grabbed his hard cock in one hand and placed the other on her love handle. He looked down at her amazing ass and used his hand to rub his cock onto his mom’s vulva. She let out a low moan as he did, and Chris followed by slowly shoving his dick into her warm haven.
“God mom, how are you this tight?” Chris asked his mother as he pushed himself into her snug cunt until his crotch pressed against her ass. He moved his free hand over to her waist and grabbed her, before beginning to breed his mother like a horny dog. He started out slow but soon sped up and began fucking his mother hard, pounding his shaft into her pussy from behind.
“Yes Chris, yes baby!” Audrey said as her son defiled her intimate hole. He moaned and groaned as he fucked her, the slapping of their bodies echoing loudly through the room. After being fucked by her sons repeatedly, the last few minutes her boys breaching her pussy especially hard, Audrey felt a powerful orgasm coming on. “Oh yes baby, don’t stop” she called out to her son, praying he would last as the sexual itch grew.
Chris could tell his mother was about to cum as she groaned and moaned. He wasn’t very far himself but still had some stamina left. He tightened his grip on her soft skin, and gave his mother everything he had, slamming his cock into her pussy so hard it almost hurt.
“Oh fuck!” Audrey screamed as her son mercilessly fucked her to an orgasm. She began to squeal and closed her eyes, arching her back as her body began to shudder with unbelievable pleasure. She felt her pussy convulse, clamping down on her son’s penis as he too began moaning wildly.
“Fuck mom, fuck, FUCK!” her son let out as a moan, forgetting his intricate vocabulary as he began to cum inside his mother. He did his best to keep fucking her, pushing his hard cock in and out while he started to ejaculate inside his mother’s quivering vagina. They moaned and groaned like two wild beasts, bringing each other unbearable pleasure mothers and sons shouldn’t experience together as they peaked in unison, their naked bodies merging with blissful pleasure. They shuddered and shook as the orgasm tore through them, Chris squirting his incestuous seed into mommy’s twat. He kept pushing himself into her as their orgasms faded away, a few last spasms running through Audrey while Chris rode the last of his erection.
Chris pulled his cock out of his mother’s pussy as it began to go limp and collapsed. Audrey turned around after her son pulled out and took a sit between her naked sons.
They sat on the sofa in silence, all three of them red, sweaty and breathing heavily. Tony and Chris were sitting on both sides of Audrey, taking in the fact that they just had sex and came inside their own mother’s pussy. Audrey placed her hands on her sons’ legs and rubbed them tenderly as she recovered from her orgasm. She spread her legs a little and looked down at her freshly creamed pussy.
“Oh shit. Honey can you get me some paper towels?” she asked Tony and placed a hand under her pussy as her sons’ cum began trickling out of her. Tony returned a few moments later with a large stack in hand and gave it to his mother as he took a sit back down next to her. She wiped the cum that flowed onto her hand and cleaned the rest of the sperm as it dripped out of her pussy. After she got most of it, she leaned back on the couch.
They sat there speechless for a few more minutes catching their breaths. Audrey was happy with how things transpired and was going over the act she just committed with her two sons in her mind. She thought they were done and was just about to get up when Tony moved his hand to her pubic mound and began rubbing it softly. She looked over at her boy’s cock and could not believe her eyes as it began to harden again.
Audrey’s eyes ran up along Tony’s naked body until her eyes met his. He gave her a horny look before speaking. “Mom, can we go again?” he asked her to her amazement and moved his thumb to her clit, rubbing it.
“Seriously, again?” Audrey asked her son and gave him an incredulous laugh as he nodded eagerly. After not having sex for so long, and her sons taking turns fucking her as hard as they could, her pussy was raw and tender. She wasn’t sure her cunt would handle another pounding like the ones she just received, but she couldn’t deny her son. “Okay, last one” Audrey said and watched the young penis as it hardened completely. Audrey let out a tired grunt as she started moving around. She faced her son as she climbed on top of his lap and grabbed his dick. She raised herself over the stiff pole, looking her son in the eyes, then watched them close as she impaled herself down on his meat with a quiet moan.
Audrey placed her hands on her son’s strong chest and let out quiet moans as she rocked her hips on his cock. Even with her pussy feeling raw, her son’s hard shaft inside her felt good. She continued riding her son’s dick gently when he placed his hands on her tits. He caressed them shorty then brought his mouth over and started sucking on her nipples to her enjoyment.
Chris was also getting hard as he watched his mom and brother makig love for the third time that night. He got to his feet and moved over to his mom, looking at her bare backside and amazing ass as she rode his brother.
Audrey was too focused on the pleasure Tony was inflicting upon her, she barely noticed Chris moving around until she felt his hands on her lower back. She kept moaning as he ran his hands down her back and placed them on her butt. He squeezed her firm orbs sensually and she let out a deep moan in return. He continued caressing her behind some more, then pulled his hands away. She heard Chris spitting behind her, though she was not really sure why, and few moments later his hands were on her waist.
“Chris, what are you doing?” Audrey asked in alarm as her son spread her ass with both hands.
“It’s okay mom, just relax” her son said as he pressed the tip of his cock against his mother’s puckered hole. It was wet with his saliva and he spread her ass wider as he slowly pushed the head in.
“Baby don’t, I’ve never…” Audrey started saying then let out a loud groan as the tip of her son’s dick penetrated her virgin asshole. Audrey has never done anal before and it never occurred to her that her sons would want to fuck her in the ass. “Ah okay,” Audrey called out in pain “just go slow” she asked her son and started taking deep breaths as she braced herself. She stopped moving her pussy on her other son’s cock and just stayed still as she decided to allow her son to breach her tight ass.
Chris moaned as he slowly pushed his shaft into his mom’s filthy hole. He could feel it stretch around him as he pushed in, the tightness of it unbelievable. He pushed in slowly as his mother groaned in pain and pleasure until he was balls deep in her ass. He stayed still for a few seconds, letting his mom get used to the intruder shoved up her behind. After a few seconds, his mom returned to rock her pussy on Tony’s cock and Chris felt it was safe. He slowly began thrusting his cock in and out of his mother’s ass.
“Oh my god Chris, are you fucking mom in the butt?” Tony asked his bother as he suddenly felt her pussy hugging his cock tighter.
“Uh hu” Chris let out in pleasure as he continued.
“Oh fuck” Tony said, impressed and turned on by his brother’s action.
Audrey succumbed to her sons’ sexual desires as they fucked her at the same time. She had one of her son’s dick in her pussy while the other was fucking her ass and the feeling was indescribable. Having a cock in her ass was painful at first, but the longer her son was penetrating her backdoor, the better it felt and the less it hurt. She was moaning and groaning wildly as her sons filled both her holes, plunging their cocks into them enthusiastically.
“Chris, you mind if we switch and I fuck mom in the butt a little?” Tony asked his brother like she wasn’t there.
“Yeah sure” Chris said, eager to get back to his mom’s twat. He pulled his shaft out of her ass and helped her off his brother’s cock. Audrey stood over Tony and turned around to face Chris. Chris placed his hands on her hips while Tony placed his on her waist and they slowly helped her down, steading her until she could feel Tony’s cock touching her ass. She closed her eyes and took a heavy breath as she lowered herself onto her son’s cock, then let out a loud moan as she impaled her asshole on his stiff shaft.
“Oh god, that’s so tight” Tony moaned as his cock made his way deep into mommy’s ass. She let out a deep moan, part pleasure part pain, then steadied herself as she waited for her other son to penetrate her other hole.
Audrey looked at the son who took her anal virginity only minutes ago. His cock was rock hard, and he looked down at her pussy as he neared his cock to it. He spread her legs wider, his brother’s dick sticking out of her ass and pressed his cock to her labia. “I love you mom” he whispered, looking up at her, then thrust his manhood into her wet pussy as she moaned.
“Oh my god” Audrey moaned as both her boys double penetrated her “I can’t believe both my boys are fucking me at the same time” she said with a shaky voice and closed her eyes as they pound their meat into her ass and pussy. The sensation was unbelievable, and her pleasure was reaching new heights as they stretched her. Chris grabbed her breasts, playing with her nipples a little before sliding it down her body and beginning to rub her clit. This was the final straw for Audrey and she just went off.
“Oh fuck!” she screamed in a high-pitched voice and began to whimper and squeal as she climaxed. Her pussy started convulsing and shortly after her entire body started shaking. Audrey screamed in unbearable pleasure as her body trembled from the intense sexual act. Tears formed in her eyes and waves of excruciating pleasure ran through her while her sons continued to fuck her. It was the strongest orgasm she ever had, and she thought it would never end as the cocks in her pussy and ass kept pounding her, extending her orgasm to a length she didn’t know possible. She no longer had control over her body and voice and just rode it through, her body spasming and her voice breaking until the intense feeling finally faded away and left her beat.
“Oh, fuck mom” Tony moaned when his mother’s orgasm finally ended. It was so hot and her ass so tight, he couldn’t hold it anymore. Tony moaned as he began to cum inside his mother’s asshole. It was so tight, and he could feel his brother fucking her in the pussy as he continued to moan, filling his mother’s hole with the last of his sperm. When he was done he was too tired to move, he just kept his softening dick in his mother’s ass and held her slightly trembling body as his brother continued to fuck her pussy.
Chris stopped rubbing his mother’s vulva and just focused on fucking her after her intense orgasm. He could hear his brother cumming too and kept plunging his dick into his mother as he awaited his sexual crescendo. His mother was exhausted, her body sweaty and her hair matted while she looked up at him dazed. Her beautiful boobs were bouncing provocatively, and Chris strengthened his thrusts into his mother, nearing his third birthday orgasm. He looked down at his mother’s pussy, watching his dick disappearing behind her hair covered mound as the pleasure was nearing its peak.
“Oh fuck yes, oh mom, oh god!” Chris groaned, then closed his eyes and began to shiver as he creampied his beautiful mother. He pumped his cock into her, exploding as the pleasure caused his body to shudder. He fucked her until his balls were empty and he could barely move. He then pulled out of her and crashed down on the couch exhausted. Shortly after, his mother climbed off Tony, his limp cock pulling out of her ass and sat down between her sons.
Audrey placed her head on Chris shoulder while her legs were on Tony’s lap. Her sons’ cream was flowing out of her ass and pussy and onto the cushions, but she was too tired to care. They were all drained and their eyes were slowly closing. Before they knew it, all four were asleep.
This was the first and only time Audrey had sex with her sons. She was tempted to do it again, and on a few desperate occasions asked one of her sons to eat her pussy, rewarding him with a blowjob in return, but that was as far as it went, and once they were off to college that ended too.
A few months after her boys left home, Audrey met a cute new doctor and started dating him. He was younger than her and was able to satisfy all her sexual needs.
To this day Audrey, Chris and Tony get aroused when thinking about that night. It was the best birthday present either of them ever received.
A young girl wants to obey her father’s rules and avoid his discipline.Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Two: Bad Girl’s Get Spanked By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016
When my mom took my fraternal twin sister to visit my grandparents for three weeks she made me promise to take care of Daddy. But I very much doubt she meant for her eighteen-year-old daughter to take over all her wifely duties.
But Daddy did. And I wanted to be a good girl like I promised Mom.
Yesterday, Daddy took my virginity in the changing room of a lingerie store. I was modeling my new sexy underwear for him, and that excited him. His dick was so hard, in such pain, I had to be a good girl and satisfy him.
And it was amazing submitting to him. I surrendered my body to Daddy and he rewarded me with ecstasy. His thick cock popped my chair and had had me moaning. It was so risky. We could have been caught, but Daddy didn’t care.
He reveled in the risk. It made the sex so hot.
Since I was on Summer break, Daddy expected me to clean the house. And be naked the whole time. I wondered if he made Mom do this. She was so submissive, too. She was always waiting on him, loving him by keeping the house clean, making great meals, and giving him constant sex. My sister and I would hear them all the time.
She was such a fifties housewife. I learned at school that women shouldn’t be subservient to their husbands and boyfriends, but Mom was so happy doing it. And now I understood.
Which was why I cleaned the house naked. It was exciting. It brought such a rush. I wanted to call Mom and ask her if she did the same thing. Was she naked while my sister and I were in school? Did her hot pussy drip juices down her thighs as she scampered about the house, reveling in the thrill of nudity?
But I couldn’t ask her. Mom could never know how much I replaced her. It would break her heart. When she returned, I would go back to my normal role as daughter, and Mom would take care of Daddy the way she always had.
But I didn’t want this to end. Last night, in bed, Daddy had made love to me. He had licked and caressed and touched every wonderful part of my body. My pussy grew wetter just remembering his strong lips nuzzling into my cunt and tonguing me to orgasm after orgasm. I bucked and gasped on his bed, making all those wonderful noises Mom would make.
I understood. Daddy was amazing. Such a handsome, hunky stud.
I had dinner cooking in the crock-pot when Daddy came home. The moment I heard his car pull into the driveway, I did what Mom would do—I rushed to the door to greet him. I stood naked, trembling, my nipples hard atop my round breasts.
Keys jingled. Footsteps approached. I glimpsed his shadowy figure through the frosted window. I reached out and opened the door, smiling at my Daddy. He was so tall, his muscular chest stretching the dress shirt he wore. And his hair was dark. It made him seem so powerful and dangerous.
“How was your day, Daddy?” I asked as I took his briefcase.
“Good, good.” The slightest hint of a smile touched his lips as his eyes glanced down at my body. I straightened my back more, thrusting my round breasts out. I was proud of them. They were growing nicely, bigger than Alice’s, my fraternal twin. Her tits were smaller.
She was such a brat I was glad I had one thing better than her.
Daddy stepped into the house and closed the door before anyone saw I was naked. But the thrill made me so wet. I squeezed my thighs tight together as Daddy took off his suit jacket. I took that from him along with his tie. I knew Mom’s routine. I had seen it so many times growing up. It was always the same.
I raced upstairs to put the tie, suit jacket, and briefcase where they belonged before rushing back downstairs and finding dad sitting in his recliner. I froze, realizing there was something I had to do before the massage. Blushing, I dashed back to the kitchen to get him a bottle of his favorite beer.
I returned and presented it to him. He didn’t comment on my mistake.
“How was your day, Daddy?” I asked as I knelt down before him and unlaced his loafer.
“Long,” he groaned. “Lots of meetings. Idiots fucked up the project and they needed Daddy to rescue their asses.”
I smiled as I pulled off his loafer then the other. I set them aside before pulling off his dress socks and exposing his large feet. His toes were so thick. I grabbed his right foot and began massaging it. Mom had talked to me about it before.
“You need to dig your thumbs into his soles,” she had said a few weeks ago as she massaged Daddy’s foot. It was a rare time were I wasn’t banished from the living room like usual. Normally, my sister and I were not allowed to be in the living room when Mom massaged Daddy’s feet. “He likes the pressure to wipe away the stress. It’s wonderful and intimate. Right, dear?”
Daddy had nodded, staring down at Mom with this glint in his eyes.
The same glint he had now. I knew what it meant—possessive, dominating. He owned me. He was the reason I was naked and my brown hair was in a long braid. Daddy liked women with braided hair. Mom’s hair was always braided. I had seen Daddy holding it and leading her around like it was her leash while Mom smiled all the time.
Daddy drank his beer and we chit-chatted while I massaged his feet. I imagined other men would come home and watch TV before dinner, but my parents always talked about their day to each other, catching each other up as Mom massaged his foot.
I understood. It was so romantic. I felt so close to Daddy and so jealous of Mom. I hoped she never returned from Grandma’s.
After I massaged his feet, we had dinner. The chicken was a little rubbery from the crock-pot, but Daddy didn’t complain. Instead of watching TV after dinner, Daddy fucked me hard. It was so wonderful. He bent me over the dining room table and took me from behind. Then he threw me down on the couch and mounted me.
We ended up in his bed, the headboard banging while I screamed my lungs out in absolute delight.
I loved taking Mom’s place. I was Daddy’s good girl.
“Kneel,” Daddy ordered me the next morning. He was dressed and ready for work, but he held a tube in one hand and a curious, tapered object made of out stainless steel in the other. It was as thick as two of my fingers at its widest then tapered off to a rounded end. There was a small, circular handle at the bottom.
“Yes, Daddy,” I answered, not sure what was going on.
I pressed my face to the carpet. I was naked like yesterday. Daddy knelt behind me. Was he going to fuck me one last time before work? He had already taken me in the shower, pumping his incestuous cum into my teenage womb as my breasts rubbed against the tiled wall.
He parted my butt-cheeks. I gasped in shock. I had heard girls whisper about anal sex before. Was that what we were doing? A moment later, I gasped as a cold gel squirted against my butt-hole.
“Daddy?” I asked, a fearful whine in my voice. He was so big. I heard anal hurt.
“Good girls don’t complain,” Daddy said as he rubbed the slippery gel—no, it was lube—against my sphincter.
I shuddered at the strange sensations fluttering from my backdoor. I bit my lip and squirmed as he caressed my flesh. I hadn’t expected anything like this. What was he doing to me? My pussy itched as he stroked me.
And then he pressed something against my butt-hole. I wanted to let out another questioning moan. But I also wanted to be a good girl. My body trembled. My eyes bulged as my sphincter widened about the intruding device. It was cold, tapered. The object. He was putting it into my butt, stretching me out. I groaned, wanting to clench my sphincter and fight it.
But then Daddy would be bad.
“That’s it,” he said as it popped all the way into me, the wide handle sticking out of my rear and nestled between my butt-cheeks. “That’s Daddy’s good girl.”
I swallowed and nodded. It felt so strange. I shifted my hips and my bowels clenched on it. I was so aware of it. It felt so naughty back there. The itch in my pussy grew. Juices trickled out. I wanted to masturbate.
I wanted to be fucked.
“What is it, Daddy?”
“A butt plug,” he answered. “I need to get your ass ready.”
I bit my lip. “For your cock, Daddy?”
He seized my braid and turned my face to look at him. “What do you think.?”
“That I am your good girl, and good girls let their Daddies fuck their asses.”
I knew his kiss was my reward. My answer pleased him. I moaned into his lips, closing my eyes as I savored the passion. I loved him so much. My heart beat with excitement while my asshole clenched down on the butt plug.
Then he broke the kiss and straightened.
I licked my lips and blinked my eyes. “Do you…need me to relieve you, Daddy?”
“Yes,” he groaned, his dick tenting his slacks. “But I have to get to work. We’ll both suffer a bit today.”
“And Melody, no masturbating. Good girls only cum when Daddy lets them.”
I blinked. “Yes, Daddy.”
He kissed me again then I handed him his jacket and briefcase. He went out the door while I squirmed, the butt plug so deep in my ass. Every movement made me so aware of it and the burning sensations it churned.
Wonderful sensations. So naughty.
I so wanted to masturbate. My pussy begged to be touched and caressed. I would control myself and be Daddy’s good girl.
It was so hard. Every chore I did only made me hornier. I kept thinking about the butt plug. I couldn’t lie down and stop moving. I had to clean the entire house. All two stories, four bedrooms, two-and-a-half baths, and the basement. Well, not all of the basement. Daddy’s workshop, which dominated half the basement, was off-limits to Alice and me.
Mom called when I was eating a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich for lunch. I squirmed on the hard, dining room chair as I answered my phone. “Hi, Mom. How’s it going?”
“Hectic,” she answered. “But your Grandma and Grandpa are getting along better. Your grandpa’s adjusting.”
“Good.” I bit my lip. “Will you be coming home earlier?” I held my breath.
“I doubt it. So I hope you’re taking care of your father. He needs a woman’s touch in his life.”
“I am, Mom. I even massaged his feet last night.” And fucked him, sucked his cock, and let him lick my pussy. But I doubted Mom wanted to learn her barely legal daughter was fucking her husband.
“Good, good. And you’re doing everything he asks?”
“Everything,” I purred. It was so hard to keep the excitement out of my voice. “And we had so much fun shopping for clothes on Sunday.”
“I heard. Your Dad told me about it. You modeled some new underwear for him. I hope it’s not too racy. Your only eighteen, Melody.”
“Mom, all the girls are wearing panties like that,” I groaned. “And Daddy liked them.”
She laughed. “I’m sure he did. Well, I’m glad you two are getting along. And you are cleaning the house?”
“Yes, Mom.” Naked and with a butt plug in my ass.
“And cooking him breakfast and dinner?”
“Well, that’s wonderful. I miss you and your dad so much and… Alice, what are you doing?”
I heard my twin sister in the background being a brat. I waited while Mom and her had a quick spat. Mom came back on the phone. “I have to go. You’re sister is being Alice again.”
“You should spank her.”
“Discipline is your Daddy’s job. Alice will be in for a huge one when we get back.”
I giggled, looking forward to it. “Okay, Mom, love you.”
“Love you, too.”
And I did love my mom, even if she would take my place again when she returned. I didn’t want that. I wanted Daddy all to myself. I loved him so much. I squirmed on my chair, my pussy growing hotter and hotter as I relived our shower sex.
The water cascading down our bodies. The steam rising around us. His cock slamming into my pussy. It was so wrong. That was the cock that squirted the seed into my mother’s pussy and made me. And I wasn’t on birth control.
What if Daddy and I made a daughter of our own? I rubbed my belly, imaging my stomach growing rounder and rounder. Pregnant with my daddy’s baby. It was such a wicked thought. My pussy was so juicy and—
I caught my fingers sliding down my vulva to caress my pussy.
“Bad fingers,” I groaned and hopped off the chair.
I threw myself back into cleaning to take my mind away from my hot cunt. I washed my plate, wiped off the crumbs from the table, and cleaned up the puddle of my pussy juices off the wooden chair. Then I ran the swifter over the kitchen floor, the butt plug shifting in my asshole as I went back and forth.
It was such sweet torture.
Worse, I was running out of chores to do by three o’clock. I had cleaned everything—dusted, polished, scrubbed. Yesterday, after I finished, I relaxed and texted my friends, then masturbated, then watched prank videos on YouTube, texted with my friends more.
But I couldn’t masturbate today. I couldn’t run out of chores to—
The doorbell rang.
I gasped, my heart thudding. I was naked. I had a butt plug in my ass. And someone was at the door. It rang again and a familiar voice of my best friend Sun shouted, “Hey, Melody, open up. I know you’re home. I saw your last post.”
I groaned. I had told Sun just five minuets ago on Snapchat that I was home cleaning.
“Um, just a second,” I shouted back, trying to think.
I had to get dressed.
“Why?” Sun asked.
I didn’t answer. I raced up stairs, the butt plug and my hot pussy forgotten beneath the fear of being caught naked. I burst into my room and found the first dress I could I pulled on, the short skirt falling to just past my ass, the blouse cut low, cupping my round breasts. It was a new one and Daddy loved it.
I raced back downstairs, holding my skirt tight to my thighs to keep it from flaring, and yanked open the door.
“Geez, what was that about?” Sun asked. “Were you sneaking a boy out the back or something? I wouldn’t tell on you.”
“No, no. I was just…wearing dirty clothes. From cleaning.”
Sun was petite and Korean, her face delicate and a lovely pale-olive complexion. Her short, shiny-black hair fell down to her shoulders. She should have longer hair. Daddy liked long hair in a braid and…
I pushed that thought aside.
“So this is how you’re choosing to spend Summer break?” Sun asked, arching her eyebrow as she walked in, her slim legs flashing. She wore a pair of hot-pink booty shorts that showed off her boyish hips. Her shirt was tight. She had almost no breasts, just a pair of budding mounds.
“I have to take care of the house while my mom is away,” I said.
Sun rolled her eyes. “You are far too much of a good girl.”
I smiled at her. “I like being a good girl.”
Sun shook her head. “I’m bored. Want to go to the mall?”
I glanced at the clock. “I have to start dinner in an hour.”
“You’re cooking, too? Geez, is your dad that helpless?”
“I like cooking.”
“Fine, but let’s do something. I’m soooo bored.”
We ended up talking about boys on my bed and looking at magazines. She had the latest issue of Teen, and we did the quiz about which type of boy we liked. Then we giggled over the results. And the entire time, my pussy was on fire from my butt plug.
It was such a thrill. My friend had no idea that I had a butt plug shoved into my ass or I wore no panties. She didn’t know that I was my daddy’s lover. That I would do anything for him. She would freak out if she knew the truth. I had a secret romance. Taboo. Forbidden.
I wished Daddy was here to fuck me. Even in my ass.
She followed me down to the kitchen as I started dinner. It was a roast. I seasoned it and then popped it into the oven to cook while we talked. She perched on the counter, sipping her diet coke, shaking her head with amusement.
“You’re such a Stepford wife,” she laughed. “Or, I should say, a Stepford daughter.”
“What?” I asked.
“It’s this book I had to read for Mrs. McKenzie’s class.” Sun made a face, which screwed up her slanted eyes and made them appear even narrower. “It was about all these women who became the perfect, subservient housewives. Cooking, cleaning, pleasing their men. All that garbage.” She made a face. “But it turned out, they were really robots. The husbands were replacing their wives. Are you a robot?”
“I don’t think so,” I giggled. “I just like doing this. And so does my mom.”
“She is such a Stepford wife,” agreed Sun. Then she smiled. “Though your dad is such a hunk. Mmm, I could be his Stepford wife, too.”
I nodded my head. “I do have the hunkiest dad.”
“Ooh, do you have a crush on him, too? It’s okay. It happens with girls. The Electra complex. We all want to be Daddy’s girl. Well, not me. My Daddy is so…” She shuddered. “But yours. Ooh, I would be his good girl if he let me.”
“Well, he won’t.”
“I know. I’ve seen him with your mom. The way she smiles. You know your mom is getting fucked hard. Remember our last sleepover? How hard they were fucking?”
I nodded my head.
“And why in the basement. What was up with that?”
“It’s my dad’s workshop,” I answered. “I’m not allowed to go in there.”
“Huh, really?” Sun bit her lip. “I wonder if it’s—”
Whatever she said was lost on me as I heard Daddy’s car pull into the driveway. I let out an excited squeal and ran to the front door to greet him. Sun followed, rolling her eyes as I stood patiently at the door.
“What are you doing?”
“Welcoming him home,” I answered. “Like my mom would do.”
“Geez, you do have a crush on him.”
I blushed and my ass clenched about my butt plug. But before I could answer, footsteps crunched on the gravel walkway. Daddy’s blurred form appeared in the doorway. I took a deep breath and yanked the door open. “Welcome home, Daddy.” His eyes flicked down to my clothes. They hardened. His jaw tightened. I wasn’t naked. I was supposed to be naked. But I had to get dressed. Sun had come over. He had to understand that. I couldn’t be naked all the time.
“Hi, Mr. Johnson,” Sun said, a huge grin on her face. Her nipples hardened, pressing on the front of her tight shirt.
I took Daddy’s briefcase, trembling as he slipped out of his jacket and yanked off his tie. He didn’t say a word. I colloid see how angry he was. He always got quiet when he was mad at Alice or me. Or Mom. I took his tie, jacket, and briefcase then raced off to the bedroom, the butt plug so thick in me. I wanted to yank it out, but that would only make him angrier.
He had to understand that I couldn’t be naked around Sun. She would ask so many questions. She couldn’t know that I was his submissive lover. It was illegal. It was incest.
I put his things away and rushed back downstairs. He stood in the living room, his arms crossed. He had unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the fiery sleeve tattoos kept hidden by his clothing, his eyes hard.
“Young lady, I gave you orders when I left the house. Did you follow them?”
I glanced at Sun who lurked at the edge of the living room. “But, Daddy, Sun came over. Surely you didn’t—”
“What did I order you to do?”
I blushed. Was Daddy serious. In front of my friend. This was so embarrassing. What would Sun think? Didn’t Daddy worry about getting in trouble. What if Sun talked to her parents or to a teacher at school this Fall or to the police? The moment I blurted out, “You wanted me to be naked,” Sun would know there was something more going on between us.
Something forbidden and illegal.
“Daddy?” I whined.
“You’re making your punishment worse, young lady. What did I tell you?” He said he each word slowly, carefully, putting power behind them.
I trembled. Tears burned in my eyes. I wanted to be a good girl, but Sun was here. I gave him such a pleading look. “C-can we do this in private?”
“No. Sun is the reason you are in so much trouble, so she should get to stay and learn why.”
I glanced at my friend. Her face was pale. She mouthed, “Sorry,” to me.
I took a deep breath.
“Now, young lady.”
“I…I…” This was too embarrassing. I squirmed and was shocked to find myself aroused. My pussy was wet. And know that only increased my shame. My stomach twisted and roiled. Why was did this excite me so much?
It was like at the mall. The risk, the danger, that came from submitting to my father’s desires. Was it as simple as that? I had to obey him. I promised to be his good girl. My heart raced in my chest as I stared at my feet and clenched my hands together.
“I…I was supposed…to spend…all day naked.”
“Naked?” Sun whispered. I could feel the shock in her words.
“And did you?”
“No, Daddy. When Sun came over, I got dressed.”
“And you’re still wearing those clothes now. Strip.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My cheeks burned as much as my pussy as I unbuttoned the blouse.
Sun watched me, color returning to her face. She squirmed, shaking her head. I knew what she must be thinking. She’s fucking her father. That’s so sick. That’s her dad and she’s doing what he says. And he’s such a pervert for molesting his eighteen-year-old daughter.
It was all over. Everyone would know about Daddy and me. He would be in so much trouble. Maybe even go to jail for molesting me. I didn’t want that. But I also couldn’t disobey my father. I had to keep unbuttoning my dress.
My round breasts spilled out, nipples hard. I wiggled the dress down my hips, my tits swaying before me and the butt plug stirring up my bowels. My pussy clenched as another wave of heat washed through me. I pushed the skirt down my thighs and bent over to take it of.
“What’s that in your butt-crack?” gasped Sun.
“Her butt plug,” Daddy growled. “I guess you followed that order. And my other?”
I swallowed. “I didn’t masturbate, Daddy.”
“So you only disobeyed one order,” Daddy said. “Twenty spankings. Plus another ten for taking so long to obey me in the living room.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I said, trembling. It was all out there. Sun had to put it together. I couldn’t look at my friend.
“Fetch a dining room chair,” he growled. Daddy always spanked us over his lap on the dining room chair. Usually he just pulled up our skirt and yanked down our panties enough to hit our bottoms. But I was full naked.
And I had a butt plug in me.
Plus, Sun watched on in stunned shock.
I bustled past my friend, staring at the floor, unable to look her in the eye as I fetched the dining room chair. I hurried back, my bare feet slapping on the linoleum before I reached the softer carpet. I set down the chair before Daddy.
He sat down, his cock bulging his slacks.
I took a deep breath and draped myself across his lap.
“You’re really spanking her?” Sun asked. “At her age?”
“Yes,” Daddy answered. “Bad girls must be disciplined regardless of their age. Even her mother goes across my knee when she’s been bad.”
“Oh, wow,” Sun gasped, her voice breathy. “That’s—”
But whatever she thought I never heard as the crack of Daddy’s hand landing on my ass echoed through the living room. I gasped as the pain shot through my body. I bucked and trembled, crying out in pain, my bowels clenching on my butt plug.
“One,” I counted.
The hand came down on my other cheek. I gasped again. It had been several years since my last spanking and I did not recall the way the stinging heat from my burning ass melted down to my pussy and gathered there.
The pain was sharp. I sucked in a breath before I cried out again. He spanked me on the same spot as the last one, intensifying the punishment. I bucked and spasmed, the butt plug shifting in me, and the heat warming my pussy.
My clit ached.
Daddy didn’t say a word as I squirmed and counted on his lap. My stomach rubbed against his cock. He was so hard. This excited him. He loved spanking my bottom as my friend watched. Sun stepped closer and closer, her eyes as wide as I had ever seen them, her cheeks scarlet, her hands clasped before her as she watched.
“Ten,” I counted, my ass on fire from all the spankings. Every part of my ass reddened and Daddy’s hand now fell on right where the curve of my ass met my thighs.
I gasped. It was intense. The pain both sweeter and sharper there. I breathed it in, loving how it felt as it warmed across my ass. I squirmed and moaned. It was amazing. I loved being spanked right there. It was the absolute best.
He spanked me there again, warming the flesh while my pussy grew even wetter. I squirmed on his lap now, not from the pain, but because my body was engulfed with feverish excitement. It radiated from my hot pussy. My clit throbbed. I rubbed it against his pant legs, loving the feel of the fabric as his hand fell again and again.
I didn’t care that Sun watched and knew we were such perverts. I didn’t care that she would get us in so much trouble. None of that mattered.
Only Daddy’s hand spanking my naughty ass. I was bad. I deserved to be disciplined by my strong, Hunky daddy.
“Twenty,” I moaned.
Then Daddy spoke for the first time, looking at Sun who stood only a few feet away. “Do you want to spank her, too?”
Sun nodded her head.
“She was so bad today,” groaned Daddy. “I can seek that look in your eye. It makes you wet watching her getting spanked. Your hands are just itching to crack down on her firm bottom. Don’t be afraid. Spank the little slut. She’s been bad.”
“I have,” I moaned, to aroused to care care what was happening. “Spank my naughty ass, Sun. Please, please. I was so bad. I should have spent the day naked.”
Sun bit her lip and nodded her head. “You were bad. You should have listened to your hunky Daddy.”
Her hand cracked down hard. It was smaller than my Daddy’s hand and that seemed to intensify the force of her blow, compressing all the pain into such a small area. I bucked so hard, gasping in sweet agony as the pain shot to my pussy.
“Twenty-one,” I moaned, tears pouring down my face from the wonderful pain.
Sun spanked faster than my father. Her hand fell all over my butt. She moaned, her short hair flying about her face, a wild, lust-filled gleam in her eye as her hand fell over and over on my ass, brining me more pain. More pleasure.
“Thirty!” I bucked, my pussy clenching as my friend’s hand lingered on my ass after her last spanking. She stroked my burning bottom, She brushed the end of the butt plug. Her fingers pushed it deeper into me.
The pleasure burst out of my core. I groaned and gasped as it merged with the heat burning my ass and became something intense, something wonderful. More than an orgasm. A punishmentgasm. My pussy clenched and my bowels writhed about the butt plug. My braid flew about my head as I thrashed. The bliss drowned my mind in cum.
I couldn’t believe how wonderful it was. Amazing. I took my discipline like a good girl and was rewarded with such bliss.
No wonder Mom was such a submissive to Daddy. This was awesome.
“Oh, Daddy, yes,” I moaned. “I’m so sorry for being so bad. I’ll be so good from now on. I’ll do whatever you said.”
“Yes,” moaned Sun, her hands rubbing at the crotch of her hot pants, digging it into her pussy. “Be a good girl for your Daddy. He’s such a strong hunk. Oh, yes. I wish you were my Dad, Mr. Johnson.”
“Sun gave you a reward,” Daddy said, his rough hands stroking my ass. “What do you say?”
“Thank you, Sun,” I breathed.
“I think you really need to show your thankfulness,” Daddy said. “Sun gave you pleasure. So you need to give it back to her in return.”
I almost blurted out, “What?” But that would be disobedient. And I wasn’t. I was a good girl. “I will, Daddy.” I looked at my friend. “I..I don’t know how.”
“I think you do. What did I do to you Sunday night?”
“Loved my body.” I stared at my friend. She trembled, shuddering, on the verge of cumming. “I can do that.”
“Good,” Daddy groaned.
I slid off his lap and moved to my friend. She didn’t fight as we sank down to the floor. She spread out on her back as I pushed up her Shirt. I exposed those small bumps of her budding breasts, her nipples so dark and hard, not pink like mine. I circled one with a finger, trembling. Daddy’s eyes were on me.
Men liked watching girls together. I was thanking Sun but also pleasing Daddy.
I leaned over and sucked on her nipple. She gasped as I circled her nub with my tongue. I remembered all the wonderful things Daddy did to my tit last night and I reciprocated. I sucked and nibbled. My hand cupped her other bump, brushing her nipple, making her squirm and gasp.
“Oh, wow, Melody,” she groaned. “This is…I can’t believe… Oh, yes, I’m so wet.”
“That’s it. Thank her with your mouth, your hands,” groaned Daddy.
He stripped in the corner of my eye, revealing his muscular chest, barbwire tattooed across his muscles, a naked woman kneeling with a chain and collar about her neck on his upper arm. He looked like a biker without his dress shirt on. Then he shoved off his pants and boxers. His cock sprang out.
“Oh, wow,” gasped Sun. “He’s so huge. He fucks you with that big thing?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned as I kissed over to her other nipple.
Sun squirmed beneath me as I nibbled and pleasured her. She gasped and squirmed, undulating, growing more and more excited. And so was I. My pussy dripped. My head swam with the naughty lust of making love to my best friend for Daddy’s pleasure.
I was so wicked. So wild. I kept clenching down on my butt plug, savoring the pleasure as my tongue circled Sun’s nub. My hands stroked her naked side and stomach, reaching for her short-shorts. I had to push them off. I had to eat her pussy like Daddy ate mine.
I kissed down her stomach, her flesh so hot on my lips. My fingers unsnapped her shorts. She lifted her hips, eager for the pleasure, as I pulled down her shorts and underwear in one go. Her pussy appeared and it was bare. I gasped. I knew she had pubic hair.
“You shaved it?”
She nodded her head. “I…I…I hoped to seduce your dad. Older man…they like…girls to be bare down there.”
“Do they, Daddy?”
“I was going to having you shaved,” he grinned as he knelt behind me. “A nice, bare twat. Just like your mother. Now lick her. Thank her with that pretty mouth. Make her cum, slut.”
“Yes, yes. I’m your good, slutty girl, Daddy.”
I buried my face in my friend’s pussy. I had tasted my own the last few days. Daddy loved to have me suck his fingers clean of my juices or to kiss him after he went down on me. I tasted tart, but Sun tasted spicy.
I licked through her shaved folds, her pussy slit so tight. She gasped and groaned, humping against me. I probed into her slit, brushing the folds, struggling to remember how Daddy pleased me. He licked me everywhere.
But especially my clit.
Her little nub was buried in the thick, plump lips of her vulva. I had to spread her apart to find it. But when I did, I attacked it. I licked it and made my friend moaned and gasp. It was so hot, so naughty. I wiggled my hips, my excitement growing again. Juices trickled down my thighs.
Daddy sensed my need and, being a loving father, answered it.
“Daddy!” I gasped into my friend’s pussy as a hard, thick cock plunged deep into my pussy. I moaned and squirmed, wiggling my hips. My pussy clenched down on his girth. I shuddered and undulated, grinding back on him.
“He’s fucking you!” gasped Sun. “Holy shit, he’s fucking your pussy. Your dad is fucking your pussy. Oh, my god. This is so hot.”
Sun humped her pussy into my face, getting wetter and wetter while Daddy fucked me from behind. I groaned and clenched down on the butt plug every thrust. With it buried into my asshole, I felt so full. His balls smacked my clit with meaty thwacks and his groin slammed into my burning, well-spanked ass.
A reminder that I had been naughty.
I sucked on my friend’s clit, my fingers exploring her wet pussy’s delicious folds. I brushed her hymen guarding the entrance of her pussy. I groaned, shuddering in delight as I probed through a small hole in the membrane, wiggling into her untouched depths.
“Oh, that’s so hot,” Sun moaned, her fingers pulling on her hard, brown nipples. “Melody, yes, yes. This is so hot. And your dad. Such a stud. Fuck her. Fuck your daughter. She keeps moaning about my clit. Oh, yes. I…I…”
“Are you going to cum, slut?” growled Daddy.
“I am,” she moaned. “Yes, yes. Your daughter’s mouth is so hot. I…I…”
“Cum, slut. Cum like the naughty, filthy whore you are.”
My friend’s thighs squeezed on my head as she came. She thrashed, humping against me while her spicy juices flowed out into my mouth and her pussy clenched on my finger. It was so hot. I abandoned her clit to lick up her cream, loving how it felt in my mouth.
“I made you cum,” I gasped.
“You did,” she moaned. “Oh, wow, that was so much better than humping my pillow.”
“And are you about to cum, slut? Is Daddy’s little girl about to erupt on his cock?”
“Uh-huh, Daddy,” I moaned. “May I? May I please cum on your big, thick cock?”
His hand squeezed my burning ass. The sharp flare of pain shot to my pussy. I clenched down on his cock while my bowels squeezed on the butt plug. It was so wonderful. I was on the verge of another explosion.
“May I cum, Daddy!” I screamed. “I’m so sorry for being a naughty girl. I’ll be so good! Please, please, let me cum!”
“Yes,” he growled. “Cum, my little slut.”
Daddy rammed his dick into my depths.
The pleasure exploded out of me.
I moaned and tossed back my head. My braid danced across my supple back as I rocked into Daddy’s thrust. My pussy and bowels went wild, writhing about the shafts filling me. I shuddered, my vision fuzzing.
“Cum in me, Daddy,” I moaned as my pleasure reached its peak. I trembled, needing to feel that hot flood shoot into me.
But instead he ripped out of my cunt. He stroked his wet cock, moving around. “Kneel. Put your faces together.”
Sun and I scrambled to obey. We pressed our cheeks together, staring up at him. I smiled. I knew Sun was, too. Daddy’s cock was right before our faces. He groaned, stroking his dic faster and faster, his hand sliding up and down his shaft lube by my pussy juices.
“My good, little sluts,” Daddy groaned, his muscles tensing.
We both gasped as his hot, salty jizz splashed across our faces. Thick, hot stripes painted us as Daddy stroked himself. His chest heaved. He grunted with each blast. More and more hot jizz covered us, our foreheads, our cheeks, his cream landed even in our hair. Salty jizz ran over my lips. I licked it.
Then Sun and I both moaned and kissed each other, sharing his cum. Our tongue licked, both of us hungry for the seed. We licked at each other’s faces, cleaning each other, our lips brushing for quick, jizz-filled kisses before we quested for more of his spunk.
Daddy watched us with hungry eyes.
When we finished cleaning each other up, Sun looked up at my Daddy. “Can I be your good girl, too, sir?”
His smile grew. “Why don’t you and Melody have a slumber party on Friday. And you can stay all day Saturday. Maybe even for the entire weekend.”
We both squealed and shared another cum-filled kiss. I couldn’t wait for Friday night.
I stood in front of the mirror and I had to admit I didn’t look too bad for a forty-four year old woman. My frizzy black hair hung just below my shoulders and I wore a simple gold chain around my neck, shiny against my skin and in stark contrast with my dark eyes. The V-neck of my silky red dress pointed to the cleavage between my breasts, which aren’t huge but large enough to get a look or two, and the only makeup I wore was a bit of lipstick to match the dress.
I’d kept myself in good shape the last few years since my divorce and people often think I’m eight or ten years younger. I’m about five-seven, thin with a nice rump to go along with my tits, and the dress clung to my curves. I was getting ready to go to a New Year’s Eve party at a house three doors down the street. It had been a tradition on our block for many years and the tradition had continued even as children grew up and families moved away. My ex-husband and I hosted the party in our house a few years ago before our divorce. I don’t know as many people in the neighborhood as I used to so the parties are a good way to keep in touch and meet new people. I’d be going to the party alone as I had been since my divorce. I’d had a few relationships since then, but nothing serious or long-term. I enjoyed my freedom after so many years of marriage, much of which was not so great.
My name is Danielle, my friends call me Dani. I live alone in the same old house and my two children are grown and gone. My son Greg is twenty-four and is in the Navy stationed two thousand miles away, so I don’t see him much these days; I just get emails and the occasional phone call. My daughter Jessica is twenty-two and is married to a cop; they live about an hour away and we see each other on holidays and birthdays.
I made one final series of poses before the mirror, turning this way and that and decided I was ready for presentation. It was about ten p.m. and time to go. I usually would go a little after ten and then leave shortly after midnight. Long enough but not too long.
I walked down the street to the party at the Fullers’ house. The Fullers, Bob and Jean, were a wonderful couple, very active and one of the oldest families on the block. Their kids were all in their thirties and this was at least the third time they had hosted the party that I could remember. They greeted me instantly when I entered and made me feel welcome as always. Holiday music was playing, the house was still decorated and the Christmas tree in the corner reached all the way up to the nine foot ceiling. Bob handed me a glass of white wine and I began chatting with a few neighbors I knew, and then was introduced to a new couple that had moved in a few months before. But I won’t dwell on that part of the evening because it doesn’t really relate to the story I want to tell.
I’d been at the party almost an hour when I heard a male voice call out to me. “Hey, Miss Dani!” he said. I looked in the direction of the kitchen and walking toward me was a young, familiar face, although I hadn’t seen him for a few years.
“Jackie?” I asked. “Is that you?”
A big grin spread across his handsome face. Jackie’s family had lived across the street from us until his parents separated and divorced when he was fifteen or sixteen. His father had always been kind of an ass but Jackie was always a sharp and witty kid and he was close to my kids when they were younger. His mother and I had been very close up until she later remarried and moved away once Jackie graduated high school.
“Yes. Well, it’s Jack nowadays,” he said with a smile, as we hugged.
I laughed and said, “Okay, Jack.”
Jack was about five-eleven with medium-length blond hair, baby-blue eyes and a couple days of sandy fuzz on his strong chin and face. He was broad-shouldered with long sinewy arms, but the rest of his body was thin and wiry. He always was athletic and played soccer and baseball in high school. He wore blue jeans and a red casual shirt with the collar unbuttoned. He had a thin gold chain around his neck as well.
“So what are you doing here?” I asked. “I thought you moved away and would never come back to this place.” When he had left after high school it was to attend the state university about three hours away.
“I’m visiting a buddy for a few days. I visited my Mom in Florida for Christmas, and then I came up here. The school’s closed over the holidays and I go back the week after next. I saw Mr. Fuller in the library and he invited me. So here I am.”
“Really….where’s you’re buddy?”
“He had some big date planned with his girlfriend.”
“So you came to party with the old folks?”
“Yeah, I thought it might be fun to see who was still around. Plus I didn’t want to be driving around too much on New Year’s Eve. You know what I mean?”
“Yes, I do, and I think that’s smart of you. When the neighborhood started these parties years ago it was to give everybody somewhere to go without having to go anywhere.”
I looked at Jack’s eyes and they were a bit bloodshot so I knew it was a good decision on his part, although he seemed okay to me. I sipped the last of the wine from my glass and he took it from me. He returned in a moment with two glasses.”
“A toast,” he said, “to Miss Dani, always the hottest mom in the neighborhood.”
I blushed, a bit surprised and flattered by his comment, but I drank. “Okay, cut him off,” I said, “He must be drunk.”
We laughed to ourselves and for the next half hour continued to talk and reminisce about the old days in the neighborhood. I found I was very relaxed with him and was enjoying our conversations and recollections much more than mingling with the older folks. When we had about finished our wine he surprised me again.
“Want to get high?” he asked me.
“What? Jack, are you kidding? Behave yourself. It’s been years since I did that kind of stuff. I don’t think the Fullers would appreciate us lighting up in their house.”
“What the hell, it’s New Year’s Eve,” he said, pulling a joint out of his shirt pocket. “We’re not driving, so come on.”
I just laughed at him. He grinned wide and said, “Look, I’m slipping out the back. In a minute pretend like you’re going to the bathroom and then go out back and I’ll wait for you behind the tool shed. It’s nice and secluded back there. See you in a minute.” Then he was gone.
I shook my head and knew I probably shouldn’t. But I also knew I would.
When he saw me walking toward the shed he lit it up. He took a deep hit and when I got to him he handed it to me and I did the same. We traded back and forth a couple times without saying anything. I was the first to speak.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said.
“Feels good though, doesn’t it?” he said.
I had to admit it did.
“Remember that time you had the New Year’s Party at your house? When was that, six, seven years ago?” he asked.
I remembered it well. At a little after midnight I had gone upstairs to check on the kids and found Jackie and my daughter in the middle of something naughty.
“Oh, I remember it all right. I remember going upstairs to check on you kids and saw you with your favorite body part in my daughter’s mouth!”
“Ah shit, you knew about that?” he exclaimed, sounding embarrassed in the dark. “Jessie never told me you knew.”
“I spoke to her about it. I knew you were both pretty good kids so I tried not to overreact.”
“What happened was Jessie asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I said a blowjob, you know, just kidding around. But she said okay so I just went along with it.”
“Can’t blame you there, I guess,” I said, inhaling deep. “That’s right, I forgot. Your birthday is…”
“Tomorrow,” he interrupted. “January first.” He looked at his watch which glowed in the dark. “In about twenty minutes I’ll turn twenty-one. A consenting adult!”
“Oh shit, we better get back in there,” I said. We both took a couple quick hits and finished the joint.
“So, do I get a new year’s kiss at twelve o’clock?” he asked.
“Ya never know,” I said. We then walked to separate doors to reenter the house. — Back in the house we kept our distance for a few minutes. I got another glass of wine although I didn’t really need it. Just before twelve the countdown started, then the ball dropped and ‘Auld Lang Syne’ filled the speakers. Everybody started giving out kisses and before long Jack headed for me. I had to be careful here.
Jack marched up to me, said ‘Happy New Year’ and pressed his lips to mine. As I expected his lips parted and here came his tongue. My lips were slightly parted but I stopped his tongue with my teeth.
“Whoa, down boy,” I said, gently pushing him back. “You want to start a scandal? All these busybodies in here tonight, we don’t want to give them anything to talk about.”
“Sorry, Miss Dani, I just…”
“Call me Dani.”
“Okay, sorry Dani. I just always thought about what it would be like to kiss you.” He reached back into his pocket and pulled out another joint. He held it so only I could see it and with a sheepish grin said, “Wanna go out back again?”
I smiled and shook my head. As I was looking around I said, “Do you have a car?” He said that he did. “Okay, look. I’m going to say my goodbyes and leave. In about a half hour you leave and drive away. Park your car a couple blocks over and walk to my house. The porch light will be out but knock on the door and I’ll let you in you’ll get your kiss then. And bring that with you.” I squeezed his hand and left him standing there. —
Back in my house, I went back to my bedroom and stood before the mirror. I debated whether to keep the red dress on because it did look fine, but decided against it. I took it off and hung it up and stripped naked. In the bathroom I shaved and cleaned myself really well; I wanted to be ready for anything with the birthday boy. Then I reapplied my red lipstick, which if the kid showed up would be transferred to his lips and perhaps other parts of his body. I put on a dark pink satin robe which came down to just above my knees and fit snugly, showing off my body even better than the dress. I combed my hair but with my curls there’s only so much I could do.
I went down to the kitchen and poured two glasses of wine and then took them into the living room and put them on the coffee table. I also brought a small saucer since there are no ashtrays in my house. I turned on the stereo and tuned to an easy jazz station that was playing non-stop music all night, and then I sat back on the sofa and sipped my wine. I felt truly loose and relaxed, partly because of the wine and weed but also because of what I hoped was about to come. It wasn’t long before I heard a light tapping at the door.
I let him in and closed the door quickly behind him and locked it.
“Happy New Year, Dani,” he said.
“Happy Birthday, Jack,” I replied.
“You look really great!”
“Thanks,” I said. “I poured us some wine. Come sit on the sofa with me. We sat down and I picked up the glasses and handed one to Jack at my left. “I’d like to make a toast to the New Year’s kiss you are going to be getting soon.” We clinked our glasses and drank. “And to the birthday kiss after that!” I added and we drank again.
Jack lit up the joint and we traded tokes. I was getting happily buzzed. I turned halfway toward him as we smoked and sipped our wine. He told me about college and how he’d be staying in the area until a week from Sunday when he would head back to school. It was now Thursday January first so he’d be leaving on the eleventh.
When the joint was done Jack put it on the saucer and I took a sip of wine. Then I said, “So Jack, are you ready for your New Year’s kiss?”
He nodded and I scooted close to him and moved my head toward his. He leaned into me and I gripped the back of his head with my right hand and pulled him to me. Our lips met and I plunged my tongue into his young mouth. He sucked me into him; our tongues did a spongy dance, exploring. He put his arms around me and pulled me tight, his left hand moving to my right breast as our mouths fucked. Maybe it was his age, maybe it was my need, but it was electric and goose pimples covered my arms, a sexier kiss I never had. It was soft and deep. After a long time we parted. His hand stayed on my breast for a second or two and then he lowered it to my hip and kept it there.
I turned a little more to my left and scooted closer still. My right hand was still behind his head. I said, “Now for your birthday kiss,” and pulled him close again with both hands. This kiss was hard and forceful. I pressed my body to his and mashed my breasts into his chest. My tongue was halfway down his throat, both his hands were wrapped in my hair and massaging my scalp. This kiss, like the first one, went on and on. The fierceness of it began to subside, became gentler, and as it did I slowly moved my hand down his body, to his shoulder, to his chest, to his side, and then finally between his legs where I felt his hardness. Even through the thick denim I could feel that he was large.
We parted our lips and I looked him in the eye. With my hand on his member I asked, “Are you ready for your birthday present, Jack?” He nodded and I started massaging him. “No one can ever find out about this. You know how people gossip around here. They’d have a field day with it.” He said he’s a consenting adult and it was our secret.
I moved the coffee table over and knelt in front of him. I unhooked and unzipped his jeans. He lifted his ass and I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. I couldn’t believe the size of the piece of meat he’d been hiding in his pants!
“Jesus Christ, Jack!” I blurted, “Look at the size of that thing!” He giggled and my wide-open eyes must have looked like saucers. I looked at his cock as it rested on his body pointing toward his chest, completely hiding his navel. It was the largest cock I’d seen and fat too. “How long is that fucking thing?” I asked.
“Nine and a half inches,” he said. “An old girlfriend measured it.”
“Well, damn boy, it looks like we’re both getting a present tonight!”
I moved in close between his legs and slid my hands under his butt. I kissed his balls and took them gently into my mouth. I ran my tongue along the long shaft. I rose up higher on my knees so I could put my mouth around his gorgeous circumcised cock. Jack was moving it subtly deeper into my mouth but I was taking it slow. I had deep-throated guys before but none were packing heat like this. I sucked him and rocked my head up and down, taking in a little more with each move, his hands again immersed in my curls. My right index finger was still lubed and he let out with a loud groan as I inserted the whole finger into his ass in one quick thrust. We continued our lusty three-way rhythm, my mouth, his cock and my finger. I took more and more of his rod into my throat, six inches, six and a half inches, seven inches, as I continued to finger-fuck his asshole.
I felt his cock swell in my mouth so I knew he was about to blow. I backed off so that I just had a couple inches in my mouth but I increased the speed of my finger. He moaned louder, he moaned faster, “Fuck I’m gonna come,” he hissed loudly. I rammed my finger in as far and as hard as I could and squeezed his ass cheek with my other hand. With a raucous grunt he started to come and my lips gripped his shaft with a cushioned strength and held on through seven or eight violent spasms as he emptied his hot, oily load into my mouth. When he stopped quaking and I was pretty sure he was done I took my mouth away and moved up onto him and with a mouthful of his cum I kissed him with open lips and pushed my tongue into his mouth. We kissed deep, our tongues skiing on a slippery slope, his mouth now slick with his own juice. We swallowed while still enmeshed, and only then did I pull my finger out of his ass.
I lay back on the sofa. “Phew. Happy birthday, kid,” I said. “Sorry I couldn’t take it all in. I tried.”
“You kidding? That was fucking unbelievable! You are fucking unbelievable! And you did take most of it, all but an inch maybe, I was watching. More than anybody else ever did, anyway, and what a fucking turn-on watching you. And if I hadn’t started to come I bet you would have gotten it all. You wore me out.”
I leaned forward and took a sip of wine and then turned to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. I started unbuttoning his shirt and said, “Let’s get this thing off of you. No man should have to eat pussy with his shirt on.”
He flung his shirt on a chair and yanked off his pants which were still at his ankles. He stood before me and bent down to kiss me, our tongues doing a quick pirouette. I opened my robe and with his red lips he worked his way southward over my naked body, pausing to kiss and lick and nibble and suck my nipples, then he traced his tongue over my tummy as he lowered himself onto his knees before me. He reached over and grabbed a pillow from the end of the couch.
“Lift up,” he said softly, and I raised my ass. He slid the cushion under me to give himself total access. I was already sopping wet.
He placed his hands on my sides just below my hips. He kissed my left thigh for a moment, then the right. His face moved close to my crotch. I felt his warm breath on my clit. His tongue licked my lips and toyed with the rim of my ass. I let out with a yelp when his tongue dove into my asshole, deep and brief. He inserted his tongue again and I whimpered helplessly as he wiggled it around and gently sucked for a few seconds before pulling out. I thought to myself, this kid is okay. He eats his own cum and now he’s tonguing my ass.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Oh yes, Jack,” I wailed. “Eat my ass, boy. Suck my wet cunt. Eat me.”
He had no sooner slipped his tongue back up my ass when I came in a seismic rush, my fluids gushing into his face, my body spasms uncontrolled.
“Oh my God,” I said as I shook.
Jack moved his mouth to my pussy, his strong tongue slithering in, exploring my marshy tunnel. Then his lips surrounded my swollen clit as his tongue continued its investigation. I felt his finger glide into my ass an inch, and then back out. Back in another half inch, and then back out. Again, a little deeper. He repeated the process a few times until his entire finger was inserted in my anus. I tightened my sphincter around his finger and he wiggled it in response. His tongue kept licking and he kept his lips wrapped around my hard love button. Then he began to hum.
I moaned with the vibration radiating inside me. I screeched as he hummed louder. As his tongue skated in my pussy, his finger did somersaults in my ass and his mouth serenaded my clit. I cried out in a loud voice with every word I could remember from the unabridged edition of Dani’s Dirty Dictionary. Soon I came again, soaking his mouth and face with a fluming flow of my pent-up liquor. He drank me in.
Jack came up for air and said, “You taste good.”
“Fuck me Jack. Put that big fucking cock inside me.”
“Do I need a rubber?” he asked.
“No, it’s okay,” I replied. “Give it to me, boy. Give me that beautiful cock. Let me feel your hot cum inside me. Fuck me.” I swiveled so I was lying back on the seat of the sofa and Jack mounted me. I wrapped my fingers around his huge dick and guided it into my seeping slit. I felt him push it in and felt its girth against the walls of my pussy.
His mouth came to mine as he started a slow, gentle back-and-forth movement inside me. I rocked with him and put my hands behind his neck.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he said to me. “You have no idea how many times I fantasized about fucking you.”
I pulled his mouth to mine. We started slow and easy, then built up speed and force. We fucked and our lips never parted, our tongues bucking and our mouths sucking. His finger found its way back into my ass so I made sure mine found his. Our bodies picked up more speed and intensity as our fingers and tongues and Jack’s cock found greater depth. I came once and Jack’s mouth muffled my scream, but he continued to bash my gash for another couple of minutes until he released his fresh payload with a long primitive grunt and a spasmodic orgasm. He shook on top of me as I felt the warm rush of his semen deep inside and I immediately came again.
He stayed on top of me for a moment and we kissed while his size lessened inside me. When he pulled out he lowered his head to my breasts and sucked my swollen nipples for a minute and I ran my fingers through his thick blond hair. Finally he sat back on the sofa. I rose up, tightened my robe around me and sat up beside him. I picked up my glass of wine and sat back.
“Wow,” I said, sipping the wine and stretching my legs out. “I can’t remember the last time I felt this good.”
Jack pulled on his jeans and zipped them up but didn’t fasten them. He picked up his shirt and pulled another joint out of the pocket. He tossed the shirt back on the chair. He sat next to me shirtless and lit it up. He took a couple hits and handed it to me. I shrugged and took it.
“I don’t really need any more of this,” I said, “I feel too good already.” But I thought so far so good, and I went with it.
In between tokes I refilled our glasses. As we recovered we sipped our wine and talked. He asked me about my job in real estate and I reminded him again how important it was that no one find out about this because it could affect my job; nobody gossips more than real estate agents. He told me about life as a history major and his on-and-off girlfriend who was Honduran and bisexual. He told me how he had been in three-ways with her and her roommate and how turned-on he’d get when he’d see both of them go at it. He asked me if I ever had sex with women and I told him yes, I had experimented some in recent years. I didn’t tell him that his mother was one of the experiments.
After a while he reached to me with both hands and pulled my robe wide open. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“I love to look at your body,” was all he said.
I edged closer and ran my right hand over his bare chest, smeared with lipstick. “I like looking at yours too,” I said.
He pulled me close with one hand and palmed my tit with the other and we mashed our open mouths together and kissed. My hand went to his crotch. He pinched my nipple and squeezed my hair into his fist and I rubbed his cock and balls and felt it grow again in my grip. I went for his zipper with both hands and yanked his pants open. I took his pole into my mouth and massaged his balls. I sucked him with a wolfish force I never knew I had and he made animal sounds and I felt him bloat in my mouth. After a minute I backed off and looked at Jack’s face.
“I’m going to take it all,” I said.
“Oh yeah. Oh God, do it.”
“Okay, here goes.” I took a deep breath and opened my throat as wide as I could and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and in one slow steady movement enveloped all of him into my mouth and throat.
“You are so fucking hot,” I heard Jack say.
I came up for breath and then went deep three more times in order to give Jack a good show. His cock was nice and fat so I climbed up on his lap facing him and with my right hand steered his pecker into my soggy slot and I began moving my body up and down. He arced his body with each push, shoving his cock into me with his hands on my hips to guide us. After seven or eight jolts he ejaculated into me and I squirted myself shortly thereafter. We kissed briefly before I lifted off of him.
“I’ll be right back,” I said, and I didn’t even bother to retie my robe. I walked to the bathroom with Jack’s cum dripping down my inner thigh.
When I returned I walked up behind the sofa and put my hands on Jack’s bare shoulders and massaged them a bit, then the sides and back of his neck. He rotated his head as I did so.
“Ah, that feels good,” he said.
I leaned over and ran my hands over his chest and stomach and whispered in his ear, “Would you like me to give you a birthday massage?” He said yes of course and I told him to follow me. The kid was going to make it into my bedroom.
While Jack was in the bathroom I spread a heavy blanket over the bedspread, lighted a couple candles, dimmed the lights and got out the oil. The bathroom door opened and he reentered the room naked. I pointed at the bed and said, “On your belly, boy.”
I started with his head and worked my way down his back. I used the oil liberally and spent extra time on his ass. He moaned as I spread his cheeks and ran my tongue up and down his crack. Then I stuck my tongue into his asshole, in and out a few times and he moaned some more, louder. I poured oil into his crack and pushed my finger into his ass and kept it in there for thirty seconds or so, moving it around as much as I could.
“Does that feel good?”
“Oh yes, yes,” he said.
“I want to massage every part of you,” I said.
I did his legs one at a time and told him to flip over. I massaged his arms and chest first, and then lowered to his stomach. I got as low as his navel and made sure I bumped his half-turgid penis several times. I worked around it to his upper thighs as he oohed and aahed. I enjoyed watching it grow before my eyes. I rushed my way through his legs so I could return to that beautiful cock which was now at full salute and hard as a rock.
I couldn’t resist sucking him again so I took it in my mouth as I kneaded his balls. I sucked gently at first then opened my throat and took it all in slowly so Jack could see, then pulled back and did it again. I could feel his scrotum tighten so I stopped.
I took the oil and filled the palm of my hand. I cupped his balls and massaged the oil in, then took his cock in one hand and poured more oil and started rubbing his shaft up and down. When it was nice and smooth and greasy I started sliding my hand up and down a little faster. I stared at his manhood, diligent in my work. Jack let out with a guttural sigh and continued assorted whimpers and moans as I jerked him off. After about thirty seconds he uttered a wailing grunt and shot his jizz over his stomach and chest in four quick spurts. I turned to look at him and his eyes were already glued to mine. Bit by bit I scooped up his sperm from his body and dabbed it into my mouth.
After a moment he sat up and he kissed me. He started unwrapping my robe and said, “Take this off, it’s your turn.” And I did.
I lay on my back and said, “Do my front first. I want to see you.”
“Your wish is my command,” he said, and grabbed the oil with his dick flopping around.
He dripped oil onto my chest and shoulders. He rubbed my temples and the sides of my face first, and then my neck and shoulders. He massaged my breasts and then lowered his mouth to my right nipple and gently kissed, then licked, then pinched with his teeth; then he repeated the pattern on my left side. As he moved south he rubbed my stomach and as I had, skirted the middle and moved to the lower part of my body.
“You have sexy legs,” he said when he was feeling his way back up.
My eyes were closed and I was half in a dream when I felt his fingers enter me, massaging the inside of my pussy. It wasn’t long before his tongue joined the party. I let out with a squeak and pushed my groin to his face. I moaned as I gyrated, trying to feel with every tiny sensor inside me. In a minute he pulled out of me and I bemoaned with the loss. But he was hard again and quickly mounted me. In no time he had his whole cock inside me and I have to tell you, he was slinging it pretty good. We both fell into a fast, hard tempo and I sucked his cock with my cunt. I was going to squeeze another load out of him if I had to.
I didn’t have to. We fucked hard for couple minutes, grunting in unison with the rhythm of our rut and then I felt Jack tense up so I knew he was close. Sure enough then I felt his first spasm and with that my surge started. I came in a flash just as he discharged into me, and we both let out with a yell and rocked and rolled in simultaneous orgasm.
He rolled off and lay down next to me, spent.
“Goddamn!” was all he said.
“Boy, I think you’re about to kill me with that thing of yours,” I said. His hand was resting on my leg so I grabbed his hand and held it.
We didn’t say anything for a while. Then I rolled over onto my belly and said, “Okay. Now do my back.”
He knelt beside me and poured some oil on my back, rubbing it into my shoulders and arms and gradually down my back. He moved to my legs and stroked the back of my thighs and calves liberally with the oil and slid his hands up and down from my ankles to the brim of my bottom.
He slid off the bed and onto the floor and kissed the tops of my feet and licked my insteps. I felt my sex sizzle when he sucked each of my toes one at a time. Then he spread my legs and moved up between them on his knees. Then I felt the warm oil being softly poured over my ass.
“Now for the best part,” Jack said.
He kneaded me softly at the base of my spine and around my butt cheeks, squeezing hard intermittently between his soft caresses and pinches. He kept it up for a while, teasing me by avoiding my crack. So I just enjoyed it, knowing he’d get there. It was worth the wait.
First I felt his warm breath, and then his silvery tongue as it traced along my long dark cleft. He spread me apart and his tongue pranced around the rim of my asshole making me squeal with anticipation. When he inserted his tongue I bucked with pleasure and he took his time tasting the innards of my ass.
When he finally withdrew I immediately felt an oily finger dive into my hole, then it was gone. Then in, then out, then in and out again. Then again and again. My groans became louder with each plunge.
I gripped the blanket tightly in both fists and screamed into the pillow when I felt two fingers power deep into my dusky pit and pull outward, stretching my bunghole to never-known widths and holding it spread. Then a third finger got into the act, massaging me, extending me.
“Jack…” I rasped.
He removed his fingers and quickly sprung up atop me onto my back. I felt the hardness of his upright organ pressing against my rear.
Jack put his mouth to my ear and whispered. “I’m ready, Dani. Are you ready Dani? You ready for my cock in your ass?”
“Damn boy, I believe you are trying to kill me!” I said. But I wanted it.
“That’s the best birthday gift I could ever have. To ram my cock into Miss Dani’s sweet tight ass. All of the times I fantasized about you, about kissing you, about making love to you, about putting my dick into you. And tonight it’s all coming true.” The whole time he was talking he was grinding me from behind.
He put his tongue into my left ear and then he sucked my earlobe. His lips moved to my cheek and I turned my head closer so our lips would meet. It was a tasty, soft kiss.
“Yes,” I said softly.
He kissed me again and then moved back off of me and I felt his stiff rod drag off me at the same time. I felt his fingers applying some more oil to my hole and then I heard him slather some onto himself. I reached back with both hands and spread my ass for him. Soon I felt his dick against my opening, and he pushed with cushioned force. I felt the tip enter me.
“Ugh…” I grunted.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Fuck me, boy.” I breathed deeply. “Fuck me good.”
He did. We slowly found a tender rhythm. I moved my ass in conjunction with his motions, and with each stab his lode eased deeper into the shaft. I rubbed my clit with my right hand trying to get off as he poked my behind. It felt huge inside me. I couldn’t imagine taking any more.
“How you doing?” I asked.
“I’m fine, how are you?” he said.
I had to laugh. This kid has his twenty-one year old dick in my forty-four year old ass and he wants to make conversation. “No. How are we doing?”
“Halfway there,” he said.
“Oh Lord Jesus,” I said.
“It’s okay,” he said. He picked up the pace and I went with it. “I’m fucking your ass, Dani. I used to dream about it. You are so fuckin’ hot. I’m gonna shoot my dirty cum into your hot sweet ass.”
“Fuck my dirty ass!” I said, louder than necessary.
Then in one quick hard shove he hammered it home. It felt like somebody shoved a tree trunk up my ass. I let out with a scalding yell but he kept Jack-hammering me. It was painful at first, but as he kept sticking me over and over my body adjusted and his cock started to glide inside me. Then the pain was a memory and my body quaked and then erupted, spewing a hot puddle of my secretion onto the blanket beneath me. Jack kept pelting me from behind until a minute later when I felt his warm sweet syrup discharge into my ass.
After a few seconds he kissed the back of neck several times and then he backed himself out. He rolled onto his back and so did I. We were too exhausted to speak. The last thing I remember was glancing at the clock on the nightstand and seeing that it was ten after five in the morning. — I woke up at eleven with that 21 year old on the bed next to me. He was lying on top of the blanket sleeping peacefully with a huge erection. Now I had a decision to make. I had two options. One, I could get up, take a shower, get dressed and when he awoke we would say our awkward goodbyes; or two, I could suck that beautiful cock. I went with option number two.
I put my lips around that boy’s pecker and went down. He woke up right away and I felt his fingers combing through my hair. Then he maneuvered himself around so his head was between my legs and we were doing a 69. I felt his kisses on my thighs and his tongue once again teased my ass. Then he buried his face in my snatch and ate me. I whimpered with his dick in my mouth as he chowed down. I found it hard to finish what I had started because of the pleasure I was feeling and my imminent gush that was soon to come. I pinched his head between my thighs tightly and squeezed and propelled my cunt harder into his face. He sucked my clit hard and deep into his mouth.
“I’m coming, oh shit. Here it comes, baby. It’s gonna be big, get ready baby…” I moaned.
I screamed over and over as I let loose my wall of juice. Jack kept his head plastered to my pussy and squeezed my ass like he was riding a bronco and didn’t want to fall off. His cock muted my howls. When I stopped shuddering he whirled around and was on top of me in an instant and he shoved his throbbing cock into my trembling twat and started ferociously trying to bang the bottom out of me.
His face and his hair in front were soaked with my spray. I ran my long fingers through his hair as he fucked me. After a while he slowed, pacing himself. I removed my hands from his head and put two fingers in his mouth. He sucked me as he fucked me. I moved my groin with him. Our eyes were locked. With my fingers in his mouth I pulled his face to mine and we shared our first kiss of the new day, tender and deep and long, and my tongue licked my nectar from his. Finally I pulled away.
“When I ran into you last night I never suspected you liked old pussy so much,” I said.
“I like yours. Soon as I saw you I wanted you,” he said.
“Jack…” I breathed. “Do me a favor.”
“My ass.” I gave him a quick hard kiss. “Fuck my ass again. I want to watch you fuck my ass.”
He withdrew and leaned over and picked up the oil. He rubbed some on his cock and then slipped two fingers in my ass and lubed me. I spread my legs wide and enwrapped them around him. He pressed the head of his cock to my asshole.
“That’s it, baby. Shove that fuckin’ anaconda all the way up my fuckin’ ass. I want to feel your young cum inside my ass again.”
I stared at his face as he pushed his way in. It burned a little at first but it didn’t last long as he slowly slid in. Once he had a few inches in he started really fucking me. I massaged my clit and rocked with him and we were both bellowing as he screwed his way deeper and deeper. I saw lines of sweat on his forehead and above his upper lip and watched his pensive face as he concentrated on pummeling me. Here was this kid from the neighborhood, on his twenty-first birthday seriously buttfucking Miss Dani, that old hot mom from across the street, now his lover.
Jack started slamming me harder and faster, and it felt big, it felt hard and it felt tight, but his huge penis moved inside me with a velvety friction and damn child, did it feel good. I worked my hard clit hard, ready for him to blow his top so I could feel his warm creamy soup way back deep in my inky trench.
He grinded me, he banged me, his fingernails dug into my back as he flung his tough meat into me. Then he snorted like a bull in front of a red cape and emitted a long loud groan. His body convulsed with untamed tremors as he delivered his package and I felt those honeyed hot shots in the back of my ass.
After he came he continued to fuck me slowly, in and out, in and out, and I felt every inch of him as he glided back and forth. I squeezed his cock with the walls of my ass and he gave me his cute schoolboy smile. When his cock vacated my rectum he fell down on the bed beside me and I felt his cum dripping out of me. I reached down with my right hand and spooned some of it from the rim of my asshole and then playfully rubbed it into my breasts and onto my lips and teeth. Jack smiled again and kissed me.
I had my head on his shoulder and my hand on his chest as we rested. I was hungry because I hadn’t eaten for eighteen hours so I told him I was going to take a shower first and then he could take his after me while I fixed us some food.
After my shower I threw on the same pink robe and headed to the kitchen. When Jack arrived he had on his jeans but no shirt. Breakfast was ready so I served it up: big plates of eggs, sausage, grits and toast with coffee and orange juice. We both ate ravenously and had a pleasant talk as we caught each other up on the families. I got the updates on his mom and sister Gina and he heard all about Greg and Jessie. I wondered, and I’m sure he did too, what they all would think if they knew what Jack and I were up to.
When we were done eating I picked up the dishes and began scraping them and putting them in the dishwasher while Jack finished his coffee and juice. After a few minutes of chit chat I was standing at the sink when I felt his arms surround me from behind. He buried his nose into my twisted hair, still damp from my shower, and he tenderly kissed my neck. His hands explored the front of my body briefly and then his left hand slipped under my robe and fondled my breast while his other hand settled on my bald pussy. I absorbed his kisses and savored his touch.
“Let’s go back to bed,” he whispered in my ear.
I turned to face him and he was naked; his jeans were in a heap on the floor. We kissed softly, his hands full of tit and ass. I reached below to find his cock and balls. He was already stiffening.
“Boy, I do believe you must be a sex maniac,” I said as I began stroking him.
“You’re turning me into one,” he said quietly, and then he filled my mouth with his tongue. We kissed with a buttery force, ready for more.
We pivoted around and I sat in the chair and he stood before me, his now rock-hard bazooka right in front of my face. I licked his balls and kissed his cock from end to end and I felt the tickle of his pubic hairs on my face. I flicked my tongue up and down the shaft and then I took him in my mouth and milked him gently, feeling him fatten.
I took my mouth off and stood up. I walked three steps and opened a drawer and pulled out a tape measure, then sat back down.
“I got to measure this thing,” I said.
Jack laughed and then I sucked him again for ten or twelve seconds before taking my mouth off of him and then I held the tape along the side of his cock.
“Damn, boy,” I said. “You’re still growing!”
“Huh?” he asked.
I showed him the tape where I’d marked his length with my thumb. “You’re over nine and a half inches. Looks like a 9.6 or 9.7!… Aw hell, let’s round it up to ten!” He beamed and I tossed the tape onto the table and said, “And now I’m getting back to my creamy dessert.”
I took him back into my mouth and dug the fingers of both my hands deep into the crack of his ass. I sucked him with every muscle in my mouth, and I deep-throated him a few times too so he could watch that rod of his slip all the way in and out. Then I dipped my fingers into my wet pussy for a little lubrication. I put two fingers at the rim of his ass and wiggled the tips of them in. I started sucking harder, my other hand on his butt cheek. Then in one quick jolt I rammed my fingers into him. I felt the walls of his asshole reluctantly give and my fingers made it maybe a couple inches in. He screamed like a dying puma. I moved my fingers inside him, back and forth with an even pulse. I knew he was close so I moved my mouth to the tip of his penis and sucked that little hole with all my might. In a moment he yelled again and he shivered on wobbly legs and while in his throes he dumped another load of his heated seed into my mouth. I tasted his tang and then swallowed my dessert. He collapsed into the chair beside me.
“Jesus Christ, Dani!” he said loudly.
“What, no good?”
“What? Are you crazy? Incredible. Unbelievable.”
“What can I say, boy? Unh, unh, unh. Blowjobs in the kitchen. You’re turning me into a whore, Jack. What’s next, you gonna fuck me on the table?”
“I’ll fuck you anywhere you want,” he said, leaning over to kiss me and copping a feel at the same time. “I have to go to the bathroom.”
He went into the bathroom right off the kitchen and closed the door. I went back to the bedroom to wait for him. He knew the way.
I was naked on the bed when Jack entered the room holding up a joint.
“Last one!” he said. He stood before me with his long dong hanging and lit it up. He inhaled deeply, handed it to me and sat on the bed next to me. We sat on the bed and passed it back and forth and talked, and when it was used up Jack hopped up and went over to the bathroom and tossed it in the toilet.
He ran and jumped back into the bed, almost knocking it off the frame. We laughed and he took me in his arms and kissed me.
We made love all afternoon. We sucked and fucked in various positions, the highlight being me on my back with my legs up the wall and Jack facing the wall with his dick in my pussy. I had a nice view of his young tight ass on that one, not to mention it was easy to reach. He ate me, he kissed me, he licked me. He sucked my tits raw and had his way with my asshole, again shoving his massive member into my shadowy cave. I even took out a dildo and fucked him up the ass with it and although he howled a lot he took it like a champ.
Eventually we tired and took a break, perhaps briefly napping. At around 4:30 he said he had to get going soon because he had to get to his friend’s house because they had a little birthday dinner planned for him. He went to take a shower and after a couple minutes I couldn’t resist and I went into the bathroom and opened the door to the shower stall. I told him I wanted to help wash him and I did. But damn it, I went overboard and did too good a cleaning job on that cock of his and that boy fucked me again right there standing under the hot spray.
I washed myself quickly and got out to let him finish. I dried myself and threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt and went downstairs.
I poured a glass of water and laughed to myself as I picked up his pants from the kitchen floor and folded them. I went into the living room and picked up his shirt from a chair and his boxers from the floor and folded them too. I waited with his clothes in my lap. A minute later he came down the stairs naked. I handed him his clothes and told him to stay away. He laughed.
I watched him dress and I escorted him to the back door. It was now dark outside. We embraced and we kissed soft and deep.
“Goodbye, Jack. This was wonderful, I’m so glad you came over but no one can know about…”
“I know, I know,” he interrupted, “Don’t worry. Why would I want to screw everything up?” He paused and asked, “You sick of me yet? Can I come back?”
I kissed him hard. He’d said what I’d hoped he’d say, although I didn’t realize it until that moment.
“Tomorrow night,” I said. “Seven o’clock. I’ll fix you a belated birthday dinner. You know where to park, and walk here and don’t let anybody see you. This door will be open.” I kissed him again. “I’ll be waiting. Now go.”
With another quick peck on the lips and a squeeze of my hand he went out the door. —
The next afternoon I baked him a cake. I knew that boy loved chocolate so I made him a chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Then I took some banana icing and on top of the cake drew a giant erect penis and scrotum, making it as close to his actual size as I could. I even added a little spray of banana semen flowing out of it and a big JACK 21. I saved the extra icing because I thought we might be able to have some fun with it later on.
When I was fixing the dinner—grilled chicken, spinach and carrots—I sliced the last couple inches from the fat end good-sized carrot. I buttered it up and wedged it into my asshole for Jack to find. I threw the rest of the carrot into the pot.
I arranged a “picnic” in my living room. I set up the fireplace and spread a large quilt and some pillows on the floor in front of it. I set out wine and glasses and plates and napkins and silverware and put on some soft jazz music. I lit two candles and made sure the oil was handy.
I showered and cleaned myself inside and out and when I dried off I lubed myself and re-inserted my carrot. I only put on two pieces of clothing: very short blue jean cut-offs that showed off my legs, and a tight cream-colored t-shirt that showed off my nipples.
I poured a glass of wine and went into the kitchen to put the finishing touches on dinner. Right on time Jack knocked on the back door and let himself in. He entered the kitchen and I turned to greet him.
“Damn, you look great!” he said with enthusiasm and put his arms around me and we kissed. Quickly his hands started roaming to my ass and tits and I pushed him away.
“Control yourself, boy,” I said. “I cooked you a nice chicken dinner and baked you a cake, so I’m gonna feed you first. If you’re still hungry after that you can have me for dessert.Grab those vegetables and follow me.” I picked up the chicken and walked into the living room.
“What’s all this?” he asked.
“A picnic, Jack.”
I lighted the fire and Jack poured the wine. We drank and talked and laughed for a few minutes and then we uncovered the food and ate. I showed him his cake and he roared when he saw my artwork and we each ate one of his balls.
“Thank you, Dani,” he said, as we piled the dirty dishes on the bricks in front of the fireplace. Then he kissed me and added, “That was a great meal. But now I’m ready for dessert.”
We kissed again and he was all over me. He kissed my neck and sucked my tits through the cotton fabric of my shirt. His hand was in my crotch and he made me wet. He took my shirt off and laid me down and covered my breasts and flat belly with plush sucks and kisses. He ran his tongue across my stomach just above the belt line of my shorts. Then he started unzipping them.
“I’ve thought about you all day,” he said.
He yanked them off and started to go down on me. He kissed and licked my thighs and then he stopped.
“Hey, what’s that?” he asked, sounding afraid.
I cackled with laughter. “It’s a carrot.”
“A carrot?” He scrunched up his face in a surprised look.”
“Yeah. It’s saving your seat. I don’t have a butt plug.”
He shook his head and laughed. He slid a pillow under me and dove into me. He took a quick taste of my pussy and then yanked the carrot out of my ass with his teeth and spit it into the fire. He went back down and licked my ass for a short time and then got up on his knees and unbuttoned his shirt. Then he rolled onto his back and yanked his pants off. He wore no underwear and his cock looked immense on his lean body. He saw the oil and squirted some on me playfully before basting himself. Then he assfucked me.
We spent the next three and a half hours on the floor fucking. He ate banana icing off of my tits and out of my armpits. I sucked it off of his cock and licked it from the crack of his ass. He loved me like a lady and then fucked me like a dog. He dripped hot candle wax on my tits and tummy that gave me quick burns that made me squirt and then he buried his face into my pussy until I came again. When he slipped out the back door it was almost midnight and I had the taste of his cum in my mouth and a fresh load oozing from my asshole. I scraped the dried wax off of my body and threw it into the fire. I went to bed and slept like a rock. —
The next morning the phone rang and it was him. He told me he had woken up and masturbated while he fantasized about me. Then he proceeded to talk dirty and told me all the different ways he was going to Jack-hammer me when he saw me next. I’d never had phone sex before but I wasn’t hanging up. He said he was jerking off again right then as we spoke and asked if I was. I told him yes, and I did, and I had the soaked sweatpants to prove it.
Then he asked if could come over for a little while that night because he wanted to show me something. I said okay and he came right after dark. When I heard him slip in the backdoor I walked down the steps and met him in the walkway to the kitchen. We kissed and he took my hand and led me to the living room and then he turned on a lamp by the sofa and stood next to it. Then he dropped his drawers—no underwear—and damn if that boy hadn’t shaved off all his pubic hair! Every single strand was gone from his body, not even a short one left on his balls. I took that thing in my hand and looked at it really close, too. I started rubbing him and we kissed as he enlarged in my hands. That cock of his was now even more beautiful and looked even bigger as it stood pointing at his hairless chest. I just had to have it. I went to my knees and sucked it as Jack stood with his back against the living room wall. His hands held my head as I throated him and he gently fucked my mouth until he ejected with an intense shiver and I tasted his first loveload of the night. I held on until I knew I’d gotten all of it, then I stood and kissed him with my mouth full. Then I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Over the next couple of hours Jack’s mouth and cock found all my holes, the highlight being a loud and luscious 69 where while I sucked him and he ate me, and then I got to fuck his ass with the dildo and hear him scream again. Once again, when he left for the night I lay in bed with a fresh load of his sperm in my ass. — The next day was Sunday and Jack called me on my cell phone; I guess he’d gotten the number off of my business card or checked my phone which was always on the kitchen counter when I’m at home.
“Dani, I have a little present for you,” he said.
“Jack, you’ll make up any lame ass excuse to get in my pants, wontcha?”
“Well, yeah, I guess I would.”
I chuckled and said, “You don’t need to be giving me gifts, Jack.”
“It’s just something small; I think you’ll like it. You know, to say thanks for the dinner and cake and everything. And because I like you.”
This kid is too much I thought, now he’s getting sentimental on me. I told him to come over again that night. I had to go back to work the next day so I figured another sex romp with him would be a good wrap-up of the vacation.
Again I dressed sexy for him. No undies and tight-ass paper-thin sleek black pants that just about showed the outlines of my ass crack and my pussy lips, and a red tube top. It was wintertime but so what, I knew that shirt wouldn’t stay on me too long with that boy around anyway.
When he showed up I poured some wine and we sat on the sofa for a few minutes sipping and talking. Then he took a small gift-wrapped package from one of the pockets on his cargo pants and put in on the table and took out a joint. What the hell, I thought. We drank more wine while we smoked the reefer.
When it was gone he said, “You sure look hot, Dani.” He kissed me and felt a tit through the fabric of my top. Then he handed me the gift.
I opened it and it was a butt plug. We both laughed and he said, “No more carrots for Miss Dani! It massages your ass for you.” He took a tube of KY jelly out of another pocket and put it on the table.
“Thank you, Jack,” I said as I inspected it. “It’s nice to know you can still massage my ass even when you’re not around.” I stood up and started peeling off my pants. “Oh well, might as well try it on for size. Anything to give my anal-retarded boy toy a thrill!”
I stood in front of him wearing a tube top and no pants. He put his hands around my rear and pulled my cunt to his lips and suckled me until I came in his face, then he licked the excess from my thighs. He told me to kneel on the sofa facing the back. Then his tongue entered my ass and he lick-sucked me as he pulled my cheeks apart. I groaned in ecstasy while he did this for a minute or so and I must have said the word ‘yes’ and ‘fuck’ a dozen times. Then he opened the tube of jelly and lubed his finger and stuck it into my ass and I leaned into him. He then lubed the plug and screwed it in. He wiggled it and rotated it and so did I. It felt good. I played with it a little bit and I could hear him taking his pants off behind me.
“Stay in that position,” he said.
He circled around to the back of the sofa to face me. He bent over and we kissed. His lips massaged my lips while I massaged my asshole with my new gift. Then he put his big hard cock to my face. I locked my hands on the back of the sofa and opened my mouth wide. With his hands on the back of my neck I gave him head. I sucked him and felt him grow even more in my mouth. I opened wide and he fucked my face. When he let go I felt his flow in my mouth and a tingling down south. We spent the next couple hours in bed.
I managed to see him almost everyday that week. It wasn’t necessarily planned that way but it just kept happening. On Monday morning he called me on my cell phone and asked me to meet him in the park at lunchtime. I tried to make an excuse but the kid is persuasive. The park is pretty dead in the winter time so I met him and sure enough no one was around. I hopped into his car and we smoked a joint and I ended up giving him a blowjob. I went back to work with a light buzz, wet panties and the taste of his cum in my mouth.
On Tuesday he called and asked how the butt plug was working out. I told him fine, in fact it was inserted as we spoke. He said perhaps he should come over and do a safety inspection on my new apparatus. I laughed and told him to come on over that night. He did and in no time we were in my bed. I’d no sooner turned down the lights and he was fucking my lights out. Three hours later after he’d pulled his dick out of me for the umpteenth time he gave me a passionate kiss goodnight and rolled me over on my stomach, kissed my ass and screwed the plug back in. “Sleep tight,” he said with a laugh and he left.
Wednesday afternoon I called him for the first time and told him playfully that I was having trouble with my apparatus. I told him he must have screwed it in wrong and asked could he come over that night and do another safety inspection. He said no problem; all I needed was a butt plug-ectomy and a Jack-whack, and not to worry because he made house calls. He asked if seven-thirty was a good time and I said it was. Then that frisky boy gave me what he said was a very important instruction: to leave the backdoor open and wait for him naked in my bed.
That night I was sipping wine in bed, and right on time the backdoor opened and I heard his footsteps in my house. A moment later I heard him running up the stairs, and then he entered the room naked holding a can of whipped cream. He jumped onto the bed and took me in his arms and he kissed me long and soft. He reached his hand to my rump and felt the plug.
“Are you ready for your plug-ectomy, Miss Dani?” he asked.
“Yes, Doc,” I said with a laugh.
“Okay,” he said with a serious tone. “This is a very delicate, three-part procedure and you must cooperate with me while I operate.”
“Is it life-threatening, Doctor?”
“Not if you cooperate,” he said. “First I need to remove the apparatus. Then once it is out I need to do a very close examination to make sure you haven’t lost any feeling in your crave cave. Then I may need to do a deep dark probe with my joystick.”
I giggled and asked, “Is that all?”
“No,” he said. “The third part is a total, complete and comprehensive frontal massage. It could take hours, but if successful you will feel as good as new when I am finished. And don’t worry about the cost, it is all covered by insurance. The only cost to you is a ten blowjob co-pay.”
I laughed and told him I accepted the terms. Then he rolled me onto my belly.
“Uh oh, this could be more serious than I thought,” the doctor said.
He started twisting and turning and pushing and wiggling the plug, grinding it in my ass. It felt good as it massaged my anus. He did this for a minute or two as he grunted in mock effort. Then with one yank he pulled it out and popped his lips loudly at the same time and it sounded like he was uncorking a champagne bottle. I burst out laughing.
‘”No laughing!” he scolded. “This is a delicate surgery.” I felt him spread my ass cheeks wide. “Uh huh,” he said, “Just as I thought. I think I need to medicate the area.”
I squealed like a pig and bucked like a bronc when he shot a cool hard windy stream of whipped cream up my asshole. Then he shot a long line of it along the whole crack of my ass. He spread my cheeks again and started eating.
His tongue felt wonderful, and the feeling of it slipping in and out of my crack with cool warmth made me come onto the blanket under me. I pushed my ass into him as he licked and sucked me clean, then he opened me wide and plunged his tongue into my asshole and licked me out for what seemed like a long time. I was breathing fast and hard with ecstatic bliss.
“Oh, Jack…” I mumbled breathlessly.
A minute later he moved up above me and kissed my ear. I could feel his cock hard against my ass. He whispered, “I think I better do a deep probe, you know, as a precaution.”
I felt the tip of his cock at my opening and leaned into him as he pushed himself in and started fucking me. We fell into it easily, and I felt that big rod slide back and forth inside me as he screwed me slowly and kissed my neck. I was moaning with every one of his kisses and each hypnotic shove. Then I felt his hot discharge, the second milky flow that had been shot into my ass that night. My pussy exploded again as I came onto the bed beneath me.
He rolled me over on my back and said, “Now this is the recovery phase of the procedure. It is very important that you just relax and let me work, and not give me a hard time. That would only slow down your recovery.”
Jack knelt at the foot of the bed and started shaking the can of whipped cream. Then he started spraying the cool white stuff all over my body in generous heaps. He started with my feet and toes, covering them till it looked like I was wearing thick white socks. Then he sprayed streaks up both of my legs and inner thighs and built a huge pile on top of my pussy. Then he covered my stomach and ringed my tits and heaped it on my nipples. He used up pretty much that whole can. He sprayed my shoulders, my neck, my ears; my mouth, my nose, my cheeks, my eyelids and forehead, even my hair. Then that boy put down the can and started to eat.
He took his sweet time eating that sweet stuff off of me. He licked it from my ears and face, kissed it from my mouth and chewed it out of my hair. I was squirming with delight as he ate from my neck and shoulders. He took his time eating my tits and tummy. He skipped over you-know-what and licked and slurped his way down both legs before devouring my creamy feet, savoring each toe one at a time. Then he moved up and took aim on my pussy and muff-dived into my mound of suds.
He ate me ravenously and slipped his tongue inside my sloppy slit. I came in his face and throbbed and my legs gyrated uncontrolled as I screamed and shouted dirty talk.
“Fuck me, Doctor. Fuck my fucking pussy.”
Jack moved on top of me, his face lathered with the cream. “Yes, Miss Dani,” he said somberly, “I believe another deep probe with my joystick is in order.”
“Uh, yes. Fuck me,” I said and grabbed his cock rammed it into my pussy as quick as I could.
As he fucked me we kissed and I sucked the cream off his face. He fucked me slow and easy, just as he had earlier in my ass. I tried to speed him up but he kept it nice and smooth.
“Fuck me hard, Jack,” I said loudly, “Give it to me.”
“This is a slow recovery…”
“Fuck me, Jack,” I hissed, as I rammed my finger into his ass with a jolt. He squeaked loudly and he picked up the pace and started slamming me hard. I grunted with every thrust and squeezed his cock with my cunt as he hammered me, the bedpost banging into the wall over and over. When I came again it was a huge rush and he took that as a cue to pound even harder and I fingered his ass faster and faster. When he came he let out a loud, long high-pitched moan into my mouth and pounded me four or five final times as he shot his seed. When he was done he rolled over onto his back. We said nothing at first.
“Goddamn, boy,” I said. “What you gonna come up with next?” I rolled onto my side and looked at him.
He said, “I’m proud to say the operation was a complete success, Miss Dani. And your recovery is off to an excellent start.”
I smiled and kissed him. “What am I gonna do when you go back to college?”
“I wish I could take you with me. Then you wouldn’t have to hide me anymore.”
I felt sad when he said that and then a thought came to me.
“Jack, when do you have to go back?”
“I have to be back on Sunday night.”
“Why don’t we go away for the weekend? We could go to the beach where nobody knows us.” The town by the ocean was about an hour and a half drive. “Could you do that?”
“Really? Sure, I could do that. I’ll just tell my friend I have to go back a couple days early.”
“Okay, good. I’ll make a couple calls in the morning. Call me in the afternoon and I’ll tell you the plan.”
We started kissing some more and before long our bodies were meshed and I felt his steely baton pressing against the skin of my groin. I broke our kiss and lowered my lips to his waiting stiffness and took it into my mouth, and went to work on the first installment of my co-pay. —
Thursday morning I put a call in to a friend of mine, Joanne. She and her husband are both also in real estate and they own rental properties, one of which was a condo at the beach. They rented it by the week in-season, but in the winter it was usually empty. I thought that would be much more comfortable and private than a hotel.
She said yes, it was available and I was welcome to use it, just stop over after work and pick up the key. When Jack called that afternoon I told him the plan. I would be taking off half a day on Friday and would probably get there around two or two-thirty. I gave him the address and said to come around three o’clock. He said that would be fine and asked me to bring my black pants so he could tear them off of me. I told him I would.
On Friday I left work around noon and headed to the beach. I stopped on the way and picked up some groceries and beer and wine. When I got to the condo it was a little after two. I unloaded the luggage and stored the food and drink. Then I changed clothes and I put on only one piece clothing: a light blue t-shirt dress that only covered my crotch and ass by several inches. Then I inserted my butt plug and I was ready for inspection.
Jack called at a little before three and said he was running a few minutes late, so I poured a glass of wine and sat down on the couch to wait.
It was about 3:30 when Jack rapped on the door. I called for him to come in and I stood up. He entered the door and he looked cute in his baggy jeans and college sweatshirt. He tossed his ratty gym bag on the floor and came to me. We embraced and he kissed me hard and our tongues did their thing as his hands found their way under my dress in back and front.
He stepped back and said, “Damn, you look sexy in that thing! Too bad it won’t be on you for long.” Then he kissed me again and ran his hands under my dress and began to massage my breasts as he dropped to his knees to lick me. I pushed into him and held his blond head in my hands and soon I was all wet.
“Bedroom…” I said.
I led him to the bedroom and as he was whipping off his shirts I was taking off his jeans. His cock was already hard and I kissed it as he stepped out of his pants. I scooted back on the bed and he fell on top of me and instantly he slid his cock into my pussy and his tongue into my mouth. I’d only gone one day without him, but it sure felt good to have him inside me again. I groaned like thunder as he kept striking me with his lightning rod over and over, and I fucked him back with fierce abandon with my dress still on. With each tingly slam of his dick into my pussy the plug twisted and poked as it screwed me in my ass, DPing me toward a savage orgasm. We both came big at about the same time and we both let out animal sounds as we released, hugging and sweating and shaking together. I just laid there in his arms for a few minutes and then I removed my dress.
We spent three hours in bed having our way with one another every which way we could. Then I suggested we take showers and then I would take him out to dinner, and he was up for that. I headed to the bathroom and Jack tried to follow me in but I said, ‘uh uh, no way boy, you take you and your penis into the other bathroom, ‘cause I know if you shower in here with me you’ll just try to stick that thing in me some more and we might never get out the house’.
I dressed in my tight-ass satiny black pants, although I did wear a thong in case somebody stared at my crotch. And I wore the red tube top with red pumps. Jack wore his best pair of jeans—which isn’t saying too much—and a nice tan shirt.
I took him to a nice seafood place right on the bayside of the island overlooking the water. We decided to have some fun because we surely knew an odd couple like us would turn some heads. We played it up so people would know we were a couple, and not some other type of relationship. Jack was great. We ate our dinners and he touched my hand and arm from time to time, putting on a good show. We sat so we had a good view of the room and we saw people stealing glances our way. We joked about what the people were thinking and saying at the other tables.
“That guy over there probably thinks I’m a hooker you picked up on the boardwalk,” I said.
“That guy by the doorway wishes he was sitting here in my seat,” Jack said.
“Look at that woman over there,” I whispered, “She’s disgusted and jealous at the same time.”
We went on like that throughout the meal and had a great time. Then we went out to a bar that was known as a meat market and decided to have some fun. I went in first by myself, taking my time so folks would notice, and then took a seat at one end of the bar and ordered a drink. It was off-season, but it was a Friday and there was a decent crowd but not uncomfortably packed like it would be in the summer. A couple minutes later Jack entered and went to the other end of the bar. Before long a guy hit on me, a nice looking guy about my age. I gave him the brush but he hung around. Soon another guy did the same and tried to make small talk and offered to buy me a drink but I said thank you, but no. Another guy a couple seats down was watching and listening to all of it jealously, but he didn’t have the balls to do anything. When my drink was almost gone the bartender put another one in front of me and said, “This is courtesy of the man at the end of the bar,” pointing in Jack’s direction.
I turned and said a little louder than necessary, “Who bought me a drink?” and my body language changed in a heartbeat. I looked down the other end, and so did most everyone else at the bar, and there was Jack staring at me and holding up his drink. I mouthed the words ‘thank you’, and a moment later waved him over.
With everyone watching Jack walked up to me and I said, “Thank you, Handsome,” and I kissed him on the cheek. Then we introduced ourselves and drank our drinks and chatted and touched each other throughout our performance. Then I paid my check and we left together, my hand on his arm, barely able to keep a straight face as the green-eyed guys stared at my crack from behind.
Outside we burst into laughter and he kissed me. We decided that had been so much fun we’d do it again. We found another singles bar but reversed our roles. I made sure the guys noticed me and sat at the bar. I ordered a glass of wine and waited while some guys started to hit on me, then I sent Jack a drink, and I picked him up. Once again we put on a good show and again left the room with all eyes upon us.
We got back to the condo around 11:30 and Jack got his wish and peeled off my pants. He pulled off my top and threw it across the room, then threw me onto the bed. He munched my thong until it was soaked with my juice then took it off and threw it aside, and we proceeded to fuck and suck for the next three hours before falling off to sleep.
In the morning I left Jack a note and went out jogging. When I got back and walked in the door he was standing there naked and walked over and kissed me. I put my arms around him and tasted his toothpasty mouth and then I felt him pulling down my sweat pants. He knelt and ate my hot sweaty snatch. I soaked his face and then he laid me down and fucked me on the living room floor.
I walked out of the shower still damp and Jack was lying on the bed with an erection he had evidently just prepared for me. I knew by now I was addicted to that titanic tool and I climbed on the bed and went down on him. I sucked him slow and easy for a while and he squeezed my ass. I then stopped and sat up.
“What?” he asked.
“Masturbate for me,” I said.
“Go ahead. You started when I was in the shower, so finish.”
“I just did that to get ready for you.”
“It’s okay. I want to watch you. Show me how you jack off, Jack.”
He started stroking his stiff staff and talking to himself. “The easiest way to get off is to think of Miss Dani, and how I wanted to fuck her ever since I was thirteen. I think of that pretty face between my legs and running my hands through her hair and the way she sucks me and I see my cock slipping in and out of her mouth and her lipstick on my cock.” He stroked faster. “I think about licking her sweet pussy and feeling her cum on my face and ramming my cock into her over and over until she squeals with delight and I come and…” He then groaned loudly and yanked harder still and then shot his jizz all over himself.
When he stopped shaking I sucked up his cum off his stomach and chest and kissed him. “Damn boy, that was hot.”
“Now you,” he said.
“It doesn’t take much to get me off these days, Jack,” I said, grabbing his dick. “All I gotta do is think about this damn thing!”
“Go ahead. Show me.”
I went to work. I dipped my fingers into my dewy cunt and started rubbing my clit. “Hard to believe that when I first saw you again on New Year’s Eve you’d end sticking your dick into me for the next ten days, that skinny boy from the neighborhood! I remember the first time I pulled down your pants and that monster popped out.” I kept rubbing myself, a little faster now. “I just wanted that whole fuckin’ thing in my mouth, I wanted you to ram it in me hard. I wanted to taste your cum and fuck you with my wet pussy.” I was breathing heavy and got on my knees on the bed, rubbing myself harder. “When I felt your tasty tongue in my ass for the first time it didn’t take no time at all and I started to come and…” I then squirted a forceful steady stream of my bubbly brew all over Jack, the bed, the floor and the lower part of the wall.
We never even got dressed; we just stayed in bed and fucked all day. I did throw on the t-shirt dress when we had a pizza delivered for dinner but that was it. We both felt a wave of passion and we rode it. We fucked and talked and sucked and talked and screwed and talked and made love and talked some more. I took it up the ass twice and Jack got the dildo up his ass too. We drank beer and ate pizza in bed and then fucked some more. Our jaws ached from sucking and licking and we were both sore from all of our various penetrations. We both stunk with funk when we finally fell asleep.
We woke up around nine the next morning. Jack had a long drive to school from the beach and had to leave around two o’clock. We skipped breakfast and made love all morning. It was all very slow and gentle. I relished the time I took when I sucked him, kissing his balls at a snail’s pace and kissing his cock one square inch at a time. He fucked me slow too, and as he did I hugged him from within. We both took our time saying a long goodbye.
At a little before noon we took our showers and went to brunch and it was a solemn time. We’d come to the end and had no idea when or if we’d see each other again. We’d had a wonderful time but knew there’d be no future to it.
We got back to the condo and Jack gathered up and packed his things as I watched. Then we walked to the door.
“Jack, will you do me a favor?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said.
“I want you to do one thing for me before you go,” I said. I’m going to kiss you goodbye now. Then I’m going to drop my skirt and lean on the back of that sofa and I want you to fuck me from behind in my pussy and my ass as hard as you can. Then when you come just button yourself up and walk out the door. I don’t want to see you leave.”
Then I kissed him. Long, hard and deep with my arms bundled around him as tight as I could, his hands latched to my locks. Then I turned around and walked to the sofa and stepped out of my skirt and panties. I gripped the back of the sofa.
“Dani, are you sure you…”
“Yes, Jack. Believe me, I’m sure.”
I heard his zipper go down and the rustling of clothing. I felt his hand move between my legs and his fingers slip into my pussy and he stroked me for a bit until I was good and wet. Then he entered me and started pumping me slowly and we moved in unison.
“Harder, Jack. Fuck me hard. I want to feel it for a week.”
He started banging me harder and harder as he flung his body at mine. I gripped the back of the sofa as tight as I could, my body jerking each time he pounded me, and soon I gushed, spraying on the floor. He pulled out and kneeled down and then his tongue licked my rim and then it went into my asshole. His hand went to my pussy and three or four fingers sopped up some of my juice and then were gone. A moment later he did it again. Then his tongue left my ass and a couple slick fingers went in. I soon felt the tip of that beautiful cock at my ass rim and he pushed himself in. I closed my eyes and savored the fat full feeling for what I knew would be the last time. Then he started fucking me. He eased himself in deep with five or six swings, and then the Jack-hammering began. My knees banged the back of the sofa as he pelted my ass with a violent groaning strength and I held on for dear life so I didn’t go flying over the couch.
When I felt the final flux of his college boy sperm enter me I came again with a cool shiver. Jack kept fucking me for another minute or so, spreading his warm cum around. When he took that cock out of me his cum seeped out and down my leg.
I heard him pull on his pants and zip up. I heard the door open and then Jack said, “Thank you for everything, it was great being with you. Goodbye Dani.” Then I heard the door latch shut.
“Bye, Jack,” I whispered to myself.
I wandered to the bedroom, wet with the mix of our cum. I noticed there were three joints on the dresser next to my cell phone, a final gift from Jack. I took a nap and when I awoke I cleaned up the place, packed by bag and left for home. —
That evening I was a bit tired and took some wine, a joint and a pencil and paper into my bedroom and got into bed. As I sipped the wine and smoked the pot I made a list of my days with Jack, and just for fun I added up all of the sex we had, day by day. I had never fucked so much in my life and I was curious. I was amazed at the numbers. Over eleven days I sucked Jack’s cock 27 times. Jack ate my pussy 24 times, and he fucked my pussy 25 times. He fucked me in the ass 19 times, and I fucked his ass with the dildo five times. I couldn’t even count all the other things we did to each other with our lips and tongues and fingers.
I took my vibrator out of the drawer on the nightstand and turned it on and started massaging myself. I thought about Jack and imagined his head between my legs. As I buzzed my clit I thought about how I would rub my hands through his thick blond hair while he was down there, the same way I had with his mother years ago.
I pushed the vibrator into my pussy and closed my eyes, pretending it was Jack. I fucked myself with a steady cadence wishing it were Jack. I tried to feel him, I tried to smell him, and I tried to taste him. I thought about all the times I had wrapped my long bronze legs around his trim light body and loved him.
I increased the speed of my pulsating counterfeit Jack, and I thought about how pitiful I was. A horny, 44-year old black woman lying in her bed masturbating, craving the cock of a 21-year old white boy. I soon reached my climax, and shot my cum all over my legs and bed. I put the vibrator on the table, turned out the light and fell fast asleep.
Chad always was close to his aunt. But when he turned 18 they got REALLY close…AUNTS IN MY PANTS
I always thought my Aunt Susan was hot.
Susan is my mother’s younger sister, and kind of a carbon copy of my mom. She is four years younger than my mom and they had always been close. Both attractive, around the same height, maybe 5’5 or 5’6, and both with the same dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and slim, in-shape bodies. They both looked quite a bit younger than their actual ages.
I grew up in a single parent home with just my mother Terri and my sister Anna, who is a year older than I. My name is Chad. I never knew my father.
From the time I was young my Aunt Susan paid a lot of attention to me, and I reciprocated. We got along very well and our repartee was always light and fun, with subtle teasing and flirting. She would say things like I was going to be a real lady killer when I got older, and I was going to have to beat the girls off with a stick, things like that, just to see me blush, and she was never shy about kissing me. When I was a little boy it was just innocent kid stuff, but when I reached puberty I realized that she was an attractive, sexy woman. Throughout my teens I would see her on all the major holidays and would often fantasize about her.
I turned eighteen the week I was to head off for my first year of college. My mother threw a birthday/going away dinner for me and Susan was there. Her husband Ed was off somewhere on business per usual and did not attend. After dinner we were all sitting around talking and sipping some wine and the subject of my music came up. I had a little recording console in a room in the basement and would create and record my own music.
“You’re writing your own music?” Susan asked. I nodded.
“Oh yes,” my mom said. “It’s quite good too, you should listen to some of it. He spends hours and hours down in that room making music.”
I looked at Aunt Susan and asked if she would like to hear some of it. She said that she would.
She followed me downstairs and into my music room and I closed the door behind us. I flipped on a small gooseneck desk lamp that lit the room in a soft glow. I fiddled with knobs and put on a piece of music. It was a sultry, seductive, slow bluesy, swamp rock kind of tune with moaning, harmonized guitar and sax licks.
I watched her face as she listened. The song was one of my best, I thought, emotional and played with feeling. I was interested in how she responded. She listened intently and stood stock-still. She said she liked it.
After several minutes of my mood music I circled around and came up to her from behind. I put my arms around her just below her breasts and placed my lips gently on her ear. She stiffened in a rigid form but didn’t stop me right away. I kissed her ear and then her neck. She relaxed a little bit and placed her arms over mine. I moved a hand to her breast. She let me cop a quick feel before she slowly pulled my hand away.
“Chad, no, we can’t…”
She turned to face me and tried to push me away but I held her. I pulled her close and kissed her. Her lips parted just enough to accept my tongue and we lingered for a moment before she pushed me away.
“No, Chad, stop, its wrong.”
“It’s not wrong,” I said. “I’ve been jerking off thinking about you. I’m hard as a rock right now!”
“Chad, I’m thirty-six years old, you’re eighteen. We can’t. Besides…”
She started smoothing her cotton sun dress. I could see her hardened nipples behind it.
“Besides what?” I asked. Her big baby blues looked right through me.
“I have to go,” she said, and opened the door and walked out. —- I went off to college and became pretty busy, and didn’t see Susan much over the next year, just once at Christmas. But in the fall of my sophomore year a distant cousin was getting married and we were all invited to the wedding. The wedding was taking place in a town about a hundred miles away so we all reserved rooms in the hotel where the reception was to be held. My mom would share a room with my sister Anna, Aunt Susan and Ed would share a room, and I would have a room to myself.
There was a dinner on Friday night, and the wedding was to be Saturday afternoon, followed by the reception. At the dinner Friday night I noticed that Ed was missing and asked Susan where he was. She told me that he had to work late but would arrive Saturday for the ceremony and reception.
After the dinner some of the party went to the hotel lounge to hang out and drink, myself, Mom, Anna and Susan included. As the alcohol loosened us up, soon everyone was joking and having a good time. Susan and I were again flirting playfully. The crowd thinned gradually and eventually my mom and Anna said they were going to turn in, and left.
I wasn’t ready for bed yet, so I invited Aunt Susan to stay for one more drink and she agreed. The place was almost empty and everyone who might know us was gone. We sat at a small table in a corner. We caught up on things like her job and my school, and she of course teased me about girls. We reminisced about other things too.
“Remember that time in your music room? Your music was seductive, and the way you touched me: It felt good, but so wrong.”
“I’m not going to stop wanting you just because you say it’s wrong,” I said. Her eyes were now glued to mine.
“I know,” she said softly.
I leaned to her and kissed her mouth and she opened up to me. Our lips parted and our mouths meshed into one, our tongues swirled and danced in a slinky pirouette. My hand went to her breast and her hand immediately grabbed mine. The shaking of her head unraveled our kiss.
“No, Chad, we can’t.” She gathered up her purse to leave. “I have to go.”
“Take me with you.”
“No,” she said. “I’m going to leave now. You stay here and finish your drink. Knock on my door in half an hour. We can finish talking about this then.” Then she slugged down the rest of her drink and strutted out of the room. I admired her ass every step of the way. —- Thirty minutes later I knocked on the door of her room. The door opened just wide enough to let me in, then closed behind me. Susan stood before me, her hair damp from a shower and plastered close to her head. She wore nothing but a large, white hotel towel that was knotted at her side and it hugged her body from just above her tits to just below her groin. I wanted to chew the towel off of her.
She gripped my hands in hers. “This has to be our secret,” she uttered softly. “If anyone ever knew you were here…”
I took her in my arms and kissed her forehead and her temples and her nose and her mouth. “You want me as much as I want you, don’t you?” I said, half short of breath.
“I know it’s wrong,” she said. “But I can’t help myself.”
Our mouths collided in a burning rush and our tongues resumed their tango that had started in the lounge downstairs. My cock was hard as a rock. Her hands went to my belt and she savagely unbuckled it and then ripped open my zipper as she backed me to the bed. I sat down as she yanked down my pants and boxers in one fell swoop.
“Oh. My. God.” she exclaimed.
I grinned. I guess she didn’t expect to see a nine inch cock on my narrow 5’11” frame.
“Oh my god,” she said again. “I don’t know, I may have bitten off more than I can…”
I cut her off by putting my finger to her lips. “Suck me,” I said.
She dropped to her knees before me and kissed my cock and licked my balls and vice versa. I massaged her scalp and she slipped one hand between my legs.
“I’ve wanted this for so long…” I said. “Put it in your mouth…”
I can’t describe the bliss I felt when she finally took me into her mouth. Her mouth was smallish but she managed to take half of it in. Her lips and tongue were magic and her hands were experienced. She moaned and made sloppy, slurpy sounds as she sucked. We found a steady groove as I softly swung my dick into her mouth and her head and hands kept pace.
“That’s it… Suck that cock.”
We increased our intensity and I held the back of her head as I rammed my cock into her, reaching for the back of her throat. Years of my pent-up desire didn’t take long to emerge and soon I knew I was close.
“I’m gonna come, Aunt Susan,” I grunted.
I discharged a load of cum into her mouth like none other I could remember. It was hot and I felt it rise up, exploding through my shaft and burn on the way out. She took it in her mouth and held her ground through my seizure-like shudders.
When my body finally stopped shaking she was still on her knees. She looked up at me and with the last of my cum on her lower lip, and said, “Chad…whenever we are…uh…just call me Susan.”
She unbuttoned my shirt from the bottom up and we took it off. She stood up before me and untied the towel and it dropped to the floor. Finally I was staring at the alluring body I’d craved and would jerk off thinking about. She stepped closer and put her hands behind my head and pulled my mouth to her swollen right nipple.
Fresh from her shower, she was squeaky clean and smelled lightly of citrus, good enough to eat. And that is what I planned to do. I pulled her onto the bed beside me and she sucked my tongue into her mouth, any lingering resistance now gone, and our hands roamed freely over our electric flesh. I kissed her neck and sucked her stiff nipples and my fingers found their way into her clammy clatch. She moaned with joy.
“Yes…” she hissed, “You’re finally going to have me. How do you like that, Chad?”
I mumbled something with her tit in my mouth. She grunted when I pushed my hand deeper into her.
“Ugh… I can’t believe I’m letting you do this, Jesus, do you have your whole fucking hand inside me? Ugh…”
I moved my face closer to her open twat and as I four-fingered her I chomped down on her enlarged clit. It was already evident to me that Aunt Susan didn’t mind it at all if things were a bit rough.
“Oh shit, Chad, that’s it Honey, suck me Baby. You came in my mouth, and now, ugh, I’m going to come in yours, ugh…and then you’re going to stick that big fucking cock in me and fuck the shit out of me… Oh God…Oh shit…”
I kneaded love her knob with my lips and tongue as I drove my face into her. I pulled my sloppy right hand out of her slippery slot and moved it to her left tit and she instantly grabbed it and put my slick fingers into her mouth. Her groin started a tight, intimate dance with my face as her other hand pulled my head closer. And we danced…
“Oh shit, here it comes, Baby,” she hissed, grinding into me. “Eat my pussy, Honey, I’m coming Baby, oh yes, are you ready?…oh fuck…”
As she came into my face she was pounding my head with her midsection and sucking the skin off two of my fingers. She came in a vibrant rush and I swear she could have spray-painted the far wall if my head hadn’t been there to stem the flow. She howled and growled and dug me until her thrashing finally ebbed to softer spasms.
“Oh God, Chad fuck me…” she implored.
“Not yet!” I said.
I flipped her over on her stomach in one fast move and climbed on top of her and whispered in her ear.
“Did I ever tell you how much I love your ass?” I said. “Your foxy ass has been driving me crazy, and now it’s mine. I’m going to lick your fine ass.”
“Oh, God,” she sighed as I moved down behind her into perfect position.
For the next twenty minutes I licked the rim of her bunghole and tongue-fucked her ass as she moaned and grinded her sweet butt into my face. I spread her cheeks with my hands and stuck my tongue as deep into her ass as I could reach and savored her tasty walls as her sphincter teased my tongue. Her cries were loud and often and muffled by a pillow.
“Oh God, Honey, I can’t believe this,” she groaned. “No one’s ever done this to me before…”
That made me want to work even harder so I slipped a hand between her legs and back into her slippery snatch. That produced a louder grunt of surprise and pleasure and she immediately placed her hand on top of mine and directed my fingers to her hardened love hammer and worked herself with my fingertips. She moved her midsection in a soft, sexy swing, back and forth, alternately drilling my face with her ass and my fingers with her hungry cunt.
My cock was aching for her so I moved up in position behind her and slipped it into her from behind. Our first fuck was going to be doggie style. She squeezed my wiener with her warm, wet bun and I pumped her as hard as I could. She yelped into the pillowcase with every push and within a minute or so I could feel the pressure rising inside me. I drilled her over and over and she kept shrieking, her sopping pussy full of cock.
“Oh shit, what a fuck…” she said. “Ugh, oh fuck, what a cock.”
“I’ve always wanted to fuck you like this,” I hissed in her ear.
“Me too. Ugh.”
“And now I’m going to come.”
“Me too. Ugh.”
I growled like a Grizzly as I dumped my second load deep inside her, spurt after spurt, and Susan moaned into the pillow case. As soon as I pulled my oily driveshaft out of her garage she rolled onto her back and pulled my face to hers for a long, sloppy kiss. There was a puddle of her cum on the sheet where her pounded pussy had been. We kissed and talked dirty for a few minutes before drifting off to sleep. —- Sometime in the middle of the night Susan got up and went to the bathroom. She was in there for a few minutes, I heard the toilet flush and the water running, and I started stroking myself and soon was hard again. She opened the bathroom door a split second before she flipped off the light and I caught a quick glimpse of her sexy naked body as she headed back to bed.
The room was pitch black. Once she was back under the covers beside me I reached over and grabbed her hand and placed it on my concrete cock.
“Hmmmm…” she said.
I rolled on top of her and fed my dick into her thirsty slit.
“Yessss…” she said.
We fucked nice and long and slow at first and no words were spoken, just coos of contentment. I picked up the pace and poked her harder.
“Yes…” she said again.
My lips found hers in the inky darkness and we deep-throated tongues as we fucked harder still. Her noises were trapped in my mouth as I drove my train into her tunnel. When my grunts got louder she fucked me harder, knowing what was soon to come. She let out a muffled scream and bit my tongue when I stuck a couple of fingers into her ass. Our mouths parted but the fucking continued unabated.
“Sorry,” she said, grinding me.
“You like my cock inside you?” I asked, pounding her.
“Yes,” she said, grinding harder.
“You like my fingers up your ass?” I said, pounding harder.
“You’re gonna make me come again.”
I gave her a couple more hard swings and there it was, rising up through me and into her. I grunted loud and hard and drool dripped out the side of my mouth as our bodies shook.
After I pulled my dick out of her and rested beside her I heard her chuckle.
“What’s funny?” I asked.
Oh nothing,” she replied. “Just another puddle on the sheet for us to dodge. But we really need to get some more sleep. Or I’ll look rode hard and put away wet at the wedding tomorrow.”
“Nah,” I said. “You’ll be the hottest babe in the room.”
“Well, thanks. It’s fun being your whore for a night.”
We didn’t say anything more, but I thought: a night? She’s thinking one night? I had other plans. —- In the morning I was returning from the bathroom when Susan’s cell phone rang. She had wrapped the towel around herself and was sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked at her phone.
“It’s Ed,” she said. “Ssshhh…”
I was quiet for a while as they talked, but still being naked, I decided to have some fun and began walking around playing with myself while Susan tried not to look at me or laugh or get mad. I gathered from her side of the conversation that Ed would just meet her at the church and then they would drive back to the hotel for the reception. That was good…he wouldn’t be barging into the room on us…so I decided we would have some more fun.
Soon I was quietly dancing in front of her with nine inches of hard cock bobbing inches from her face. Her face alternated between evil frowns and stifled smiles as she tried to finish her call before losing it. She turned away but I grabbed her towel, yanked it off and tossed it across the room. I got onto the bed and from behind her back took her breasts in my hands. She tried to wriggle free but I held her tight and kissed her neck.
“Okay, Hon,” she said into the phone. “I’ll see you there. Bye.” She ended the call and stared at me with a stern look on her face. By this time I was sitting beside her on the edge of the bed.
“Now, don’t you get mad,” I said, “Or I’ll kiss you.”
She laughed even though she didn’t want to, and she kissed me.
“You are so bad,” she said. We kissed again.
“So are you,” I replied.
“I know.” Then she scooted down onto her knees and sucked my cock.
She gave good head. I held her hair between my fingers as I swung my missile into her mouth. I felt her finger creep into my ass. She filled her mouth and throat with my member and when she knew I was ready to roll she backed off, and then, with just my helmet in her mouth she sucked with all her might, bringing out of me a raucous yell and multiple shots of my love rum.
She rose before me and emptied her mouth of cum onto her nipple and I licked it off.
“Try to stay hard, boy, it’s my turn,” she said, as she sat on my cock facing me. She stared in my eyes as she moved up and down in sweet friction. I put my hands on her buttocks.
“Yes…” she moaned. “Play with my ass.” I squeezed her cheeks and leaned my fingertips into her crack. “Inside…”
I rammed two fingers into her hot hole and she hugged me tight. “Fuck…fuck…fuck…” she kept repeating as we fucked, fucked, fucked. Then I felt a rush spill out of her and over my cock and balls as she collapsed on top of me. We didn’t move for a while. —- The wedding went well, and soon after we were back at the hotel in the reception hall. It was a large group, perhaps 200 or so, and we were all at the same table: Me, my mother, my sister Anna and Susan and Ed. The food was fine, the music was good and everyone seemed to be having fun. Susan tried not to look at me but when we did make eye contact she gave me a serious look. Everyone was asking everybody else to dance. I danced with my mom, my sister and a bridesmaid, so it only seemed natural to ask my Aunt Susan to dance, so once Ed was off talking business with some guy I grabbed her hand and pulled her out on the dance floor.
After we were dancing for a minute or two I suggested that we go up to my room.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that!” she said.
“No, I’m serious,” I said. “Let’s have some fun. Meet me in my room and we’ll have a quickie.”
“Chad, please stop. I’m married, you know. I can’t walk out of a wedding reception, I think my husband might notice, don’t you?”
“Ah, shit, that old fart? He’s over there drinking with the boys, look at him. If we’re quick, he’ll never know you’re gone. And if he asks you, just tell him you went to the ladies room and got to talking with the girls.”
“You are crazy, you know that?”
“Yeah, crazy about you.” Then I put my mouth to her ear and said, “It won’t take long. I want to fuck your ass with my tongue.”
She pulled back and said, “You really know how to sweet talk a gal, don’t you?”
“I know what you like,” I said, grinning. The song ended and we began walking back to our table.
“I know,” she said softly.
“I’ll be waiting for you,” I said, and walked away. —- I went to my room and waited. Each minute dragged along slowly. After about twenty-five minutes I had just about given up on her when I heard a gentle tapping on the door. Through the peephole I saw it was Susan.
I opened the door and she slipped inside. The door closed behind her and I took her in my arms and kissed her hard. Her mouth seemed to resist at first, but not for long; soon she opened to me and my tongue was in her mouth, and then I felt her arms around me, and the kiss became long and savage and she moaned softly.
When we broke our kiss she said: “I can’t believe I’m here, we can’t keep this up you know, it’s wrong…”
“I want to make you feel good,” I said.
“Me too,” she softly said.
We didn’t bother to undress. I pushed her back to the wall and dropped to my knees in front of her. She wore a dress that was soft and red and fell to just above her knees. I swooped the fabric aside and Susan took it in her helping hand and held it, giving me access to her lovely crotch. I could see the outline of the lips of her already damp, thong-covered pussy. I pulled the thong sideways and she squealed when I stuck my tongue into her snatch and sucked her clit into my mouth.
“Oh God…” she moaned.
Her love rod was swelling inside my mouth as I worked and she was getting wetter and wetter. I reached a hand behind her and squeezed her ass. She was moaning louder and louder and then I spun her around to face the wall and licked her asshole. I could feel her pushing her ass into my face as I rimmed her and she whimpered with each push. I reached my right hand through her legs and continued massaging her love pistol. When I plunged my tongue into her asshole she let out a loud screech and her legs almost buckled. I had already learned that the way to Susan’s heart was through her ass.
I continued her anal tongue fuck and her clitoral shiatsu for a couple minutes, amidst her animal squawks, and urged her to orgasm. The time was near.
A loud “Oh fuck…” was all she said before blasting off, power washing the wall, the carpet and my hand with her liquid sex. That’s what I’d been waiting for.
I stood up and leaned against her, kissed her neck and took off my belt and dropped my drawers.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to fuck you up your beautiful ass!” I whispered into her ear.
“But it will never fit…”
“We’ll make it fit.”
“We don’t have time…”
“We’ll make time…”
I reached between her legs and put my fingers into her slimy slot and got a handful of her luscious love lava and slathered it over my cock and in her asshole. My cock felt like a hot steel rod.
“Oh my god!” she said when I pulled the thong strap out of her ass crack and put the tip of my cock up against her O-ring.
I spread her cheeks and pushed. Susan grunted and opened her asshole for me a tad, and I entered her.
“Oh Jesus Christ, Chad, I can’t believe we’re doing this!” I pushed a little more.
“Of fuck, I can’t believe you’re going to fuck my ass!” She leaned her ass toward me and I pushed a little more hot steel inside her. She wanted it.
I nibbled her ear and told her she had the perfect ass and I wanted to know how it would feel to have my dick inside it. I gave her a poke and another inch or so slipped in.
“Ugh… I can’t believe this… Ugh… Ass fuck…”
Then I reached around to the front of her and slipped fingers of both my hands into her pussy.
“Oh fuck, now what are you doing?
“I’m fucking my beautiful Aunt’s beautiful ass,” I said. I felt her right hand touch mine as she started fingering her clit. I lowered my knee to adjust my angle. Then we started really fucking.
With each pump my cock stretched and filled her ass a little more and my fingers jabbed her sexy cunt. Her ass and groin swayed in steady time with mine and my cock had never, ever felt such soft, solid pressure. It was tight and light. But eventually I was almost all the way in!
“Oh fuck, Chad, oh shit, you better come soon.”
“You okay?” I rasped.
“I feel like I’m going to shit a brick,” she wheezed. Then, “Your cock in my ass, your fingers in my pussy, fuck…”
“Does it hurt?” I asked.
“A little. It hurts good.”
She stroked her tool harder and faster and I started banging her like there was no tomorrow and soon my rod was fully embedded inside her snug butt. I pounded her hard against the wall. In and out, in and out. I could feel my semen rising within. This was the best fuck I’d ever had.
“I’m ready,” I said.
“Me too,” Susan said, and then moaned as she released her second coming.
With one final thrust I groin-slammed her and felt my load rising up through the barrel and out the muzzle of my gun, and I fired shots of sizzling semen into her hot ass.
I held her breasts and kissed her from behind, my cock still between her anal walls. “Wow,” I said. “That was fucking incredible.”
“I can’t believe it. I haven’t done this since college, and he was a lot smaller than you,” she said. “Did you get all of it in?” She could feel my head nodding on her shoulder and then said, “Oh my God, I can’t believe it! But take it out now, I have to get back downstairs.”
She went into the bathroom to clean up and I heard her cursing and bitching about how soaked her thong was and about my cum dripping out of her asshole and about how I got my cum on her dress and what a mess she was.
“I look like shit!” she said when she came out.
“No, you’re beautiful!” I said.
We kissed and then she was out the door, headed back to the reception. I looked at my watch. We had accomplished a lot in only 26 minutes. I took my time going back to the reception and by that time Ed and Susan had already split. —- We lost track of each other for a while after that. I was away at school of course, and she had her job and married life to keep her busy. We had to keep it on the lowdown, so any contact had to be secret. Whenever we did communicate her message remained constant: It was great but it’s wrong, I’m married, we can’t continue.
When I went home for Christmas break she kept her distance and even on Christmas Day when they came to visit she never left Ed’s side. I sensed a tension that had never been there before and I wasn’t the only one to notice it, both Anna and my mom picked up on it.
I didn’t know a lot about their marriage, but I did know that Ed had been married with children when he and Susan first hooked up and had an affair. But his wife found out about them and then they got divorced and he married Susan. Ed was evidently pretty wealthy, a stockbroker or something, and they had a place in the city and a condo at the beach.
I sent her a birthday card the following March. I had never sent her one before, but I sent this one and mailed it to her company address. I told her I missed her.
A couple of weeks later Susan called me. She said she was going to be in a nearby town on business the following week and would it be possible to meet for a late lunch? I told her that was good news and we set the date: the following Wednesday at four o’clock. We arranged to meet at a chain restaurant.
When I arrived at the restaurant Susan was already there, ensconced in a booth, on the phone, doing business, papers spread out in front of her and a carafe of wine half gone. We greeted with a quick kiss as she hurried to finish her call. Then she put the phone aside, gathered up the documents and spreadsheets on the table and dumped them into her leather satchel. Then she picked up the carafe and emptied it into the wine glass in front of me.
“Business sucks. I’m done for today,” she said, and sipped her wine. “How are you doing, Honey?”
She looked different somehow. Still beautiful, but stressed.
“I’m okay,” I replied. “How are you?”
“Oh, I’m all right. Just sick and tired of the corporate bullshit,” she said. “But hey, I don’t want to bore you with all that. So, how’s college going this semester?”
“It’s okay, same shit, different day.”
We had dinner and some more wine and by six o’clock we were in the hotel room she had rented right across the street. We skipped dessert; Susan said that would come later. We were barely in the room before her tongue was in my mouth and our bodies meshed and my cock was already bursting at the seams of my jeans. We were ravenous for one another, and Susan was an animal, lusting for me like a bitch in heat. She tore at my clothes, and started yanking them off piece by piece, and in between savage kisses she spit out a passionate monologue of dirty talk. She told me she’d been thinking about this all week, taking my big cock and ramming it in her wet pussy and she wanted to taste my cum and lick my balls and sit on my face and how badly she needed to be fucked.
When my clothing had been reduced to my tented boxers and my shoes and socks she told me to get the rest of the way undressed and she would be back in a minute. She said she had a surprise for me and then went into the bathroom and shut the door.
When the door reopened, I was seated on the edge of the bed, naked with my cock facing north. She stood right in front of me, naked except for a skimpy G-string that barely covered her lovely twat. She spun around, shook her rump inches from my face, a thin green cord buried in the crack of her ass. I detected the same hint of citrus that had so turned me on that first time.
“Do you like it?” she asked, and I nodded. “I bought it for you. It’s edible!”
She moved her crotch close to my face. The skimpy cover was nothing but a collection of green gummy candies. I took a lick.
“I hope you like lemon-lime,” she said. “Go ahead, eat it! Then you can eat what’s behind it.”
She moaned when I put my mouth on it. She put a hand on the back of my head and pulled my head closer to my dessert. As I chowed down she bombarded me with slut talk and described all of the things we were going to do. I grabbed her ass in my hands and held her key lime pie steady, making it easier to munch.
“There you go Chad, on my ass already, aren’t you, you love my ass as much as you like eating my…ughhhh…”
I rammed a finger into her asshole as I took a healthy bite of green.
“That’s it, that’s good, finger my ass, you love it, don’t you? You’re eating my fucking panties then you’re going lick my fucking pussy and I’m going to sit on your fucking face and then you’re going stick that big fucking cock in me and fuck the shit out of me and…”
I wedged another finger into her asshole and her body shook. I spit out some candy so I could chew off some more.
“Ugh, shit….you want to fuck my ass again too, don’t you, I know you do, you horny bastard, well don’t you worry you will, and I brought lube too, I’m ready for you this time you assfucker, I’ll never forget what it felt like when you fucked it with your tongue, you’re the only one who ever did that to me, and the way you licked my ass and rammed your big cock up there, but first I want to suck your cock, and take my time, I want your whole young, strong cock in my mouth, I want to taste your cum again…”
I picked her up and threw her on the bed beside me and shoved my tongue into her mouth to shut her up. We held each other, her body slithering around me like a python, and kissed passionately for some time, my hard penis pressed against her.
“All those things are going to happen,” I said, as I slid myself down between her legs and removed the rest of her thong. “But first, now that the candy is gone, I’m going to eat the real sweet stuff.” Then I put my face between her thighs.
“Ooh, that’s it Baby, eat my pussy, suck it out of me, God I love the way you eat my pussy, I needed this. God I need to be fucked…”
That’s pretty much the way it went all night, and all of her predictions came true, and then some. Susan seemed different somehow, louder, raunchier, our sex was harder. It was better, less inhibited. I chalked it up to her feeling less guilt and less fear of getting caught.
The next morning I awoke with my usual a.m. boner and we started our day with a blowjob for me and a mouthful of cum for Susan. Then we showered together and she let me clean out her pussy with my soapy cock. I kept it up until I wasn’t the only one who started the day with an orgasm.
When she was leaving for her appointment I mentioned that in three weeks I’d be home for a week on spring break, maybe she could fit me into her schedule? I saw a twinkle in her eye.
“We’ll see,” she said, then put her hand behind my head and kissed me, and left me standing there with the taste of her minty, mouth washed tongue. —- As spring break approached I hadn’t talked to Susan, and she had asked me not to contact her, so I honored that. She finally called me on the Friday before I was to head home on Sunday.
“So Chad, are you ready to come home for a few days, take a break from school?” she asked.
“Oh yes,” I replied. “I can use it because once I get back after the break it will only be a few weeks till finals.”
“What are your plans next week?”
“Not too much. I’m wide open except for Tuesday. I have to drive down to the beach for a job interview.”
“Really?” she said curiously. “At the beach? What job is that?”
“It’s at the Giant Beach Resort. They hire tons of college students every summer for the season and the pay is really good and great tips too. I know a couple of people that worked there last summer and made a ton of money. My interview is 11 a.m. It’s about a two and a half hour drive each way, so that day is blown.”
“Maybe not,” she pondered. “I have several accounts down at the beach, maybe I can schedule them Tuesday morning.”
“Sounds good to me, I’m hard already,” I blurted.
“Oh, you’re hard all the time, behave yourself,” she said. “After the interview, just come straight over to the condo. Do you remember how to get there?”
I’d only been there twice but I told her I would find it. She said, please do. —- I aced the interview and made a beeline for the condo. As soon as the door closed behind me she was in my arms and we were sucking tongues. She wore a terry cloth robe and smelled fresh from a shower. After a long kiss she took my hand and let me to her bedroom. There we embraced again, our tongues saying hello again.
“How did it go?” she asked me as she unbuttoned my shirt.
“I got the job,” I said, shaking off my shirt.
“You did? Wonderful! That calls for a celebration,” she said enthusiastically as she ran her fingers over my chest and kissed my shoulder. “I love your body,” she added, and licked my right nipple. “I can’t wait to fuck you in my own bed.” She put her hand in between my legs and felt my hardness. “Take off your pants,” she said, and backed away a couple steps.
I kicked off my shoes and removed my pants and socks. She told me to sit on the edge of the bed and I obeyed. Then she opened her robe and let it fall to the floor, and her radiant naked body stepped to me and knelt between my legs and started licking my cock. I was already stretched to the max, and this sexy vixen was about to put on a show. She stretched her mouth, opened as wide as she could three or four times to warm up and then took me in her mouth. She must have been practicing because I watched her adjust and readjust her mouth and lips and throat and angle until, little by little my whole cock had disappeared into her mouth and my balls kissed her lips. She gagged only slightly and I slow fucked her throat. Soon she needed to come up for air and I pulled her lips to mine.
“My God, that is fucking unbelievable!” I said.
“I’m such a whore for your cock,” she said, catching her breath. She stood and told me to lie back on the bed, which I did, and then she lay atop me, straddled my face with her pussy and took my cock back into her mouth. For the next few minutes I was fucking her mouth and eating her drippy snatch and when she let out a cock-muffled moan I knew her rush was on the way. I felt her head come off my member and she moaned again, long and deep, as her stream flowed onto my face and down my chin and neck and chest.
Slowly she repositioned herself so we were properly aligned and kissed me.
“You did it again,” she said. “Now, I need you to fuck me.” She yanked my cock into her.
“Fuck me. Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Keep fucking me, fuck all of me, I’m your fucking whore…” she rambled. Raunchy Susan was back.
That’s the way it continued for the next three and a half hours. Then we had to break it up. We had long drives ahead of us. We left separately in case some nosy neighbor might notice us together. When we kissed goodbye I squeezed her ass.
“You just can’t leave my ass alone, can you?” she said.
“No,” I said. “Until next time?”
“Yeah, probably,” she said with a sly grin. “But in the meantime I think I may need to find a butt plug that feels like your tongue.” —- Once again I didn’t hear from Susan for a while. But I had told my mother and sister that I‘d gotten the job at the beach, and one of them had come up with the idea that perhaps I could stay at Susan’s condo for the summer if it wasn’t in use. One thing led to another and Susan actually called me one day. I had just gotten out of a class when my cell phone rang.
“You never call me!” I said to Susan.
“Hello to you, too,” she said, and we laughed.
“What’s the occasion? Did you find that butt plug yet?”
“No, not yet,” she laughed. “I might need another dose of the real thing!”
“Maybe I’ll get another edible thong, but I’ll put it on backwards and stick my ass in your face.”
“Now, that is a great idea!” I said and we laughed again.
She then asked me where I was going to live over the summer when I was working at the beach. I told her the resort provided group housing and they deducted it from your pay. She said she had
Hi, this is taneesha shah. I am 28 yr old. I am 5 ft 7” and my stats are 36c 30 38.At 6AM, my mobile phone woke me up. I always put it on vibration mode not to disturb my husband. I cursed. Who could be calling so early in the morning?
Yesterday, I had a hectic fucking schedule with 5 cocks and I was dead tired. I had to rush back from the sex party before my hubby reached home. I didn’t even have time to wash the cum from all my holes. Had my hubby kissed me, he would have known that my mouth tasted of cum.
But I knew he will not kiss me, his theory was that wife should be fucked once in a blue moon and he didn’t like touching, kissing outside bedroom.
I got up groggily and stumbled into kitchen, yawning. I switched on the light and answered.
It was Kasim, my neighbor college student, who fucks me regularly when my hubby is away or even when he is at home, some times. Terraces of our houses are so close even I can jump over the parapet walls. He quietly jumps over, fucks me and goes back. His parents think he is studying hard in the penthouse room.
I hissed into the phone” Kasim, is it the time to call? You know my hubby is there”
Kasim said “ Taneesha bhabhi, darling, I would not have called unless there is a reason. Come on to terrace”
I quietly checked and Hubby was sleeping soundly, I went up on the terrace. It was not yet day break, faint light was lightening up the sky in the east. There was a slight drizzle and fresh air felt wonderful.
As soon as I bolted the terrace door, Kasim hugged me from behind and poked his cock in my buttocks and whispered in my ear “Happy Valentine’s day”
I smiled, turned and kissed him, “Wish you also same, but what happened to your Girl friend?” I asked him.
He grinned “ She broke up with me, Bhabhi, Will you be my Valentine ?”
I hugged and kissed him” Of course, darling, anything for you. It will be my pleasure”
He grabbed my boobs and asked “ Come, Bhabhi, let us start our Valentine ‘s day with a great fuck”
I laughed “What do you think I am? A machine? You press a switch and keep on fucking? Yesterday, you and your cousins and friends have fucked me nonstop from morning to evening.
I had no energy to wash cum from my cunt and ass. They must be smelling awful” I told him angrily.
He kept squeezing my tits and pinching nipples, kissed me and pleaded. “I know, Taneesha bhabhi, But I know you can never resist to fuck a stiff cock” He took my hand, shoved in his shorts and cupped it around his throbbing cock.
He is right. My cunt immediately poured out and was ready for fucking. We went behind water tank. There is a huge tree that shields us from next buildings. We also arranged a cot for our fucking.
We kept on kissing and licking each other’s tongue almost 15-20 minutes and then we separated. He removed his shirt and I removed my dupatta . Again we started kissing I started rubbing his cock over shorts. In next 10 minutes he removed my kurta and opened string of my pyjama. I pulled down his shorts and took out his cock from his boxer. Now we love birds were totally lost to the present world and transported to our own world of love, sex and passion. Soon we removed all our clothes and were in birth suits. Now he moved down to my cunt.
It was already pouring water like from a tap. He started licking my cunt and fucking me with his tongue. I was getting mad and kept my head down in pillow. Soon the pleasure was uncontrollable I started pushing his head in between my legs. I wanted to give full access to his tongue in my cunt. He was nicely tongue fucking my cunt. After about 10 more minutes I reached climax and released my first Valentine day’s juice. He licked it neat and also gave me some to taste from his tongue.
Now it was my turn to lick and suck his thick banana. I started licking his dick from the top and from that hole which releases the most tasty and pleasurable liquid of life. It took me 10 minutes to make him extremely hot. He removed his cock from my mouth and entered my love hole in missionary position and fucked me in full rhythm. He fucked me for about 20 minutes by changing positions missionary to doggie and then I sat on his dick and rode him like a cow girl. After another 20 minutes he took out his cock and released his cum in my mouth. Now I got my Valentines welcome drink, kept little in my mouth to give him back, rest I swallowed.
I kissed him and was about to leave when he asked ” Your hubby is leaving again? Can you be my Valentine for neat few days?”
I thought over “Sure. But I won’t come if you share me with other cunts.”
He laughed “No, no. This will be special. Valentine’s day gift to my darling Taneesha Bhabhi”
I said I will be ready by 10’ O clock.
When I climbed down stairs and entered hall, I was stunned to see my hubby. I didn’t realize we were fucking so long.
“Where were you? You know I have to catch a flight today, I have to get ready” he said angrily.
“Sorry, darling. I went on terrace. It was drizzling and it was so beautiful.” I told him, wondering if my flushed up face would give my secret away.
“Give me tea and breakfast, fast” he said curtly and was going to bath room.
I hugged him from behind and cooed in his ear “Happy Valentine’s day, darling”
He moved away angrily and I thought he would slap me.
He told in an irritated tone “Don’t behave like a slut. Valentine’s day is not in our culture. Why did you go on terrace wearing that flimsy dress when it is drizzling, it has become wet everywhere” he was pointing to my tits and ass.
I went in changed over into salwaar kameez, prepared breakfast for him and packed his suitcase and our driver Khadir dropped him at Air port. Khadir looked longingly at me, he did not fuck me for over 10 days. I smiled at him and signaled to have patience.
Five minutes after my hubby left, buzzer chimed.
I opened the door. It was Hari Singh, our Milk man.
“He is not there?” he asked, while measuring Milk and pouring in container.
‘No” I said and he caught the container, encircling my fingers.
“Then can we fuck? Please” he asked me.
The problem with him is he is dead drop gorgeous, tall, well built, rugged , handsome and sexy in a way that only rough villagers can be. He fucks many ladies, I am just one more cunt to him. One week back when I asked him to fuck me, he said he was tired as he already fucked 3 ladies.
I shot an angry look at him “Why do you want my cunt? Go and fuck those ladies” I retorted angrily.
He pleaded “ Memsaheb, you know I am crazy about you, even when I am fucking others, I keep thinking about your boobs and the big areola and stiff nipples. On that day when you asked me, the lady in the next street had guests, her sister, mother and hubby’s sister. She wanted me to fuck all of them. They did not leave me until not a drop of sperm was left. So, don’t be angry, memsahib”
I was about to close the door when I remembered how his hard muscular body felt against my tits and how hard he fucks. I opened the door.
“This is last warning. In future, you will not refuse me when I ask you to fuck me” I told him sternly.
“Sure, Mem saheb” he said as he closed the door. He removed my salwaar kameez. He knew I wore traditional cloths when hubby was at home. I always wore flimsy nighty and showed more than three fourths of boobs when hubby was away. He also removed his dhoti and shirt.
My nipples stood out and my shameless cunt again poured as I saw his thick, long cock and hairy barrel like chest.
He pushed his banana sized finger into my cunt and ass and smelled. His expertise told him that I was royally fucked.
“Hmmm, Memsaheb, this juice in cunt is fresh but in ass is old and you were fucked by many cocks many times, Poor Memsaheb, you didn’t have energy to wash. I will wash and then fuck you” he said and lifted me as easily as he would a child, carried me to bathroom, turned the shower full blast and cleaned all my holes thoroughly. Then in standing position, he carefully lowered me and I cried in pleasure as his thick, hot cock invaded my cunt slowly, rubbing wet cunt walls.
He carried me to bed room with my cunt enveloping his cock and there he fucked me in all Kamasutra positions. First, he gripped my buttocks, lifted and dropped me on to his cock as easily as he was rocking a baby. I encircled my ankles around his waist and assisted him by jumping. I was in heaven as my boobs and nipples were rubbing on his hairy, rock hard chest, hairs tingling and bruising my tits.
He changed over to doggy, missionary, spoon and finally I rode him as he was mauling my tits.
What drove me up the wall was his vulgar, coarse abuses, he called me randi, whore, bitch, slut.. he was going on about how he wanted to fuck my Mom, sisters, how he wanted to tear my cunt. He kept slapping my buttocks , he wanted his dirty whore to learn manners, to suck and get fucked when he orders, not strut like a queen.
‘You bitch, you are my fucking slave, do you understand? You are not Memsaheb, you are my randi” he kept taunting me as he rammed my cunt.
“Hmmm, yes, you Mother fucker. You are my Master, I am your Randi” I kept shouting, panting.
Finally he increased pace, reached a crescendo and collapsed filling loads of wads of cum in cunt.While we were fucking someone kept ringing buzzer. I ignored as I was reaching climax, last of many.
Finally Kasim called on my mobile “What are you doing? You are not opening the door. We planned to go at 10 AM. Come fast” he said.
I did not reply as I was panting. I managed to say” OK”.
I got up, kissed Hari Singh, saw him off , had a quick shower and rushed out.
I apologized to Kasim, he knew what I was doing, since he saw Hari Singh coming out.
He drove car silently for a while then turned and smiled.
“My God, Taneesha Babhi, You are a fucking queen. If Olympic medals are given for fucking, you will win Gold by a large margin. Any other lady would not be able to get up from bed for a week if she were fucked like the way we fucked you yesterday. Here you are, already fucked twice and rearing to go” he said admiringly,
I kissed him.
The farm house was about 30 kms from Udaipur. It was close to a Holiday Resort.
As we were passing the resort he told me” The farm house where we are going to, belongs to the owner of this Resort. His name is Monu. We go to the same gym and he became my best friend”
I said” Oh, I see, so he allows you to utilize the Farm house. If any more cunts are coming, take me back.”
He laughed , you are like a shark, Man eater. You don’t want to share cocks with any other cunt. I know” and squeezed my tit.
The farm house was impressive. It had high walls and beautiful gardens, swimming pool and a house. Watchman was expecting us, he opened the gates even before Kasim could honk the horn. Next to the swimming pool was a huge tree and a big bed was placed underneath. I immediately knew its purpose, for outdoor fucking.
As Kasim braked the car in portico, a waiter came and opened the car door. From window I saw he was dressed trimly, with spotless white shirt and black bow tie.
“Welcome, Madam” he bowed politely as I got out.
I was stunned when I saw he didn’t wear a pant, he was naked below waist and had a hard on.
“Ma’am, Welcome “ a sweet voice said behind me. I plucked my eyes from the cock and turned.
There were two girls holding trays with welcome drinks. Both were slim and naked, well, almost.
They wore bras which had big holes for nipples. The purpose of bras was to push tits and give cleavage a provocative look. They wore transparent panties with big opening near cunt.
Well shaved, smooth cunts were feasting the eyes.
We sipped the drinks as we went in. It was luxurious.
“How is it? “ Kasim asked.
“Mind blowing. Is this your valentine gift?” I asked, as I watched the cunts which were at our head level when we were seated in sofas.
“No, this is not the gift” he said and smiled.
“I thought I told no cunts” I told him.
“No, darling, these cunts are for decoration. They won’t fuck guests “ he assured me.
“Yes, Ma’am. We are virgins. We joined on the assurance that we won’t be fucked. Guests are always told that they can’t fuck us. We give massage, blow jobs.. but no fucking” one of the girls told, smiling.
I stared at them.
“I don’t believe you. How can you remain virgins when watching so much fucking and so many glorious cocks?” I asked disbelievingly.
“It is true, Taneesha darling. Most of Monu’s guests are foreigners. For them, a virgin girl is an extinct species. So it is a novelty for them, to look at virgin cunts, fuck before them and resist the impulse to fuck them. Daily a doctor and Monu come and check the girls’ hymens. If they are torn, another virgin girl replaces them.” Kasim said.
“These rules don’t apply to cocks, I suppose?” I asked, my blood started to boil.
‘No, Maa’m. Like for us girls, Boys virginity is difficult to assess” one girl told me politely.
My fuse was blown.
“Kasim, call your friend Monu. I want to thrash him. Who has given him the right to play with these innocent girls? How dare he check the hymens every day? How can he treat these poor girls like animals? Are you not ashamed to call Monu your friend?” I started shouting.
“Hey, what seems to be the problem?” a cool voice spoke behind me.
I turned and faced the most fabulous man I have ever met. He was over six feet tall, with large, black eyes, thick wavy hair and was square jawed. There was a cleft in his chin which was smashingly sexy. He had broad shoulders, slim waist and it was evident that he worked real hard for that six pack, toned body.
There was a wild animal like energy in him, as if a crouching tiger about to jump. He reminded me of a coiled spring. He was immensely strong and acutely aware of it and gave a warm feeling of friendliness and gentleness. …………
…………and he smiled, making my knees go weak and shameless cunt to ooze. He had mesmerizing smile and his crinkling eyes shone mischievously. The dimples in his cheeks completed his Adonis like effect,
“Yes, M aam, what seems to be the problem?” he asked again.
I found myself tongue tied. I was struggling to speak when Kasim spoke.
“Monu, she is Taneesha. Taneesha, he is Monu, owner of this resort and farm house” he conducted introductions weakly. He wished we met in happier circumstances.
Monu bowed.” Charmed, dear lady. What Kasim told about you is not even one thousandth of reality. Very pleased to meet you”
I felt my face redden. I was embarrassed by my obvious failure to conceal my fascination and desire.
So, I defiantly told him, to cover up “But I am not so sure if I am happy to meet you. You belong to 13th century. In this age and time, you conduct virginity tests? Take advantage of these poor girls?” I told him coldly.
Before Kasim could say something, Monu held up his hand.
“Ma’am, You have a valid point. Can we discuss at a more congenial place?” He touched me lightly by elbow and guided me.
We went into a big hall with plush maroon coloured sofas and beautiful paintings adorned the walls. There was a huge bed in a corner. Six couples can fuck in that bed, I thought. The girl quietly closed the door and went away.
Suddenly, I was aware he was standing very close to me.
I turned and began saying “Those girls………..” and could not finish the sentence as he hugged me tight and clamped his lips on mine. I was shocked and wanted to push him away and kept my hands on his chest and pushed.
Problem with me is that my brain and heart are controlled by my cunt, unlike other ladies whose brains and hearts control their cunts. My brain began to shout “Hey, Taneesha, he is a monster, he is using those girls as slaves”….. but my pouring cunt asked it to shut up and gave command to arms to hug him and lips to kiss him. As his massive arms enveloped me in warm embrace, his tongue forced open my lips and made an entry and started fighting with my tongue. He won the battle and started sucking my tongue.
My head was spinning, as my boobs were crushed against his steel like chest and he hugged me closer by gripping my buttocks and pulling me harder. I did not close eyes and was looking mesmerized into his love filled eyes.
He slowly guided me to the bed and I didn’t protest as he disrobed me and took off his cloths. He gently pushed me on the bed and as I lay on my back, his eyes travelled slowly from top to bottom and each part of my body was heating up as if by a laser beam as his eyes passed over admiringly.
“My God, you are awesome, Sunny Leone would commit suicide if she saw you now” he said, as he gently lay next to me and kissed me. I was getting excited by the second by the sight of his massive cock, jumping like a bull tied to a post. It pressed warmly on my thigh as he again hugged and kissed me.
He was not in a hurry. He kissed each part of my body lovingly, admiringly, When he kissed and bit my ear lobe, I moaned involuntarily and could feel my cunt opening tap. He was like a sitar maestro. His fingers, lips and hands were playing on the strings of my body and taking me to heights of ecstasy.
When he was sucking tits, one hand was squeezing and playing with nipples, second hand was fondling clit , cunt lips and ass hole. When finally his head landed up between my thighs, I could bear no longer, My body began to shake and my breath became shallow. He traced my cunt contours with tongue and pulled cunt lips with teeth and then started lapping it up.
I almost fainted as I started screaming like a shameless slut and clutched his head and pushed tighter into my cunt as if I wanted him to push head inside my cunt to lick all the walls. My buttocks and thigh muscles tensed as I poured juices in spurts and as I swooned and collapsed, I pulled him roughly by hair and told him” Please fuck me now”
As he pushed his hot cock inside my wet cunt and as I was looking into his large black eyes, I experienced a strange feeling….. love. From my cunt, signals went to brain and heart, all of them confirmed that the feeling was love.
Though I was fucked by 115 cocks, I never felt this kind of warm, happy feeling of being loved. As he pushed his cock and buried in my cunt, he bent over me, kissed on the lips and said
“Taneesha, I love you”
I held his head in both hands and kissed him on the lips and told him” I love you too, Monu”
Then he fucked me like an artist. He didn’t just pound and pulverize my cunt like some others or fuck and fill cunt as if they have a train to catch like few others. He seemed to be concerned always more about my pleasure than his. He was checking and making mental notes of my erotic zones and what was driving me crazy. I get wild if they lick the nape of my neck or lick ear lobes while fucking.
All the time he was fucking he kept on telling how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. Then he shifted to next gear and kept fucking me real hard and with each stroke breath was forced out from my lungs in gasps. When he wanted to change position, I said “No, I want to keep looking into your eyes as you are fucking”
He smiled and pressed a remote button. What I thought to be window shades moved up and revealing huge mirrors on four sides. It was fabulous.
Then he turned me on my back and fucked me in doggy, I was still looking into his eyes in the mirrors. I never saw myself when being fucked like then, I was indeed mind blowing. My huge tits and ass were jerking and undulating seductively.
“Now fuck me in the ass. darling” I whispered to him.
He didn’t hesitate a second. He applied gel in my ass hole and on his cock even while fucking and smoothly pushed in ass. His breathing became fast and he fucked hard and fast at lightning speed and filled my ass with buckets of cum as his jerking cock unloaded.
We lay in each others’ arms and smiled. We kept looking into each others’ eyes.
He asked me gently as he traced his finger around my areola” Taneesha, did you really mean it? That you love me?”
I laughed “I also want to ask you same question. Do you mean it? This must be your standard bed room line”
He smiled and said” True, that is a standard bed room line for all men fucking women. But with you, I can’t explain. I never felt like this before. This feeling of love”
I knew he was not lying. Normal reaction of men would be to fill ladies holes with cum, get up and go to bathroom to wash up and get dressed up. Monu was hugging and kissing me like before we started fucking. My heart was also overflowing with love.
I kissed him tenderly and asked “But why? I am married and I have been fucked by 115 cocks….”
He interrupted me “ 116, you are forgetting me..”
I said, smiling “OK, 116 cocks and why should you love me?”
He was playing with my nipple. “May be because you are stunningly beautiful?”
I said” Don’t give me that crap. You must have fucked more beautiful, sexy women”
He was silent for same time” Then as they say love is blind, but you have a very loving heart, may be that is why I love you. See how you reacted to the virgin girls…..”
Suddenly I remembered and snatched his hands away from my tit and cunt and rose on an elbow.
I shouted “My God, how could I be so stupid? You fucked me because you wanted to side step the issue”
He roughly pulled me to him and locked me in his embrace” Please darling, listen to my explanation, then you do what you must”.
Originally written by Dead LeslieTo many, her death was not too terribly tragic. The youngest child of the town’s wealthiest family, Cindy was well known for all manner of debauchery at the sprawling mansion. Too few found it surprising when she was discovered dead at the age of twenty-six.
I first met Cindy when my Uncle sent me out to collect her corpse. I was surprised–having been a coroner in the city before my own brush with death, I expected in such circumstances an autopsy would be done–but according to Uncle, when your only living relative is the Governor, and he’s not too keen to have your autopsy discover illicit drugs as a cause of death, autopsies generally get ignored.
The manor that Cindy had called home was empty save for the servants. Over a hundred rooms had been used for her parties, and orgies–so the tales went. The only one I saw was the room in which she died.
She had been left undisturbed after being discovered. Her passing had been recent, as rigor hadn’t set in. there were no signs that anyone had been sharing Cindy’s bed, or drugs that night, so I suspect that her brother’s hunch was right–the heroin on the nightstand had been her exit.
It couldn’t have been all bad however. Though she lay sprawled and tangled in her sheets–the white silk stained yellow around her crotch–there was a peaceful composure to her–and almost angelic look on her face. Normally, I would close the corpse’s eyes, but this time, the haunting, faded blue orbs called for me to keep them open, to allow them to stare beyond the physical world for a little longer.
I pulled back the urine soaked sheets, exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair. She was stunning. Long and lean, she had taken great pride and obvious care in her body. Her breasts were not large, but neither were they small and they jiggled slightly as I arranged the corpse’s limbs. Cindy’s only apparent concession to an unhealthy lifestyle–save for the drugs, alcohol and sex of course–was a small tummy bulge which hid her abdominal muscles. There was something maddeningly erotic about how that belly, topped with a piercing, gently curved upward from the beautiful symmetrical breasts, only to quickly sweep down to the barely concealed lips of her womanhood.
Asking the butler to assist me, I rolled Cindy’s body into the body bag and after zipping it closed, carried her to the waiting hearse. She was not a heavy woman, despite her above average height.
It took some time to fill out the paperwork, some faxing back and forth between my Uncle and the Governor–monetary arrangements and such–and so Cindy had to wait until the next night before I could begin preparations and embalming.
It was late when I pulled the sheet back to reveal Cindy’s naked glory once more. Her pale blue body seemed smaller than when I last saw her, but that in no way seemed to diminish her beauty. The look of rapture remained on her face, and though I knew I would have to remove those beautiful eyes soon enough, I couldn’t keep from staring at them, even as I removed the toe tag from her foot.
Her skin was unbelievably soft, and I soon found my hands rubbing her foot, massaging it, manipulating it and wondering what it would have been like to make love to Cindy when she was alive.
As if on their own volition, my hands roamed past her ankles and up the silky smoothness of her tanned and muscled legs. I had begun breathing faster, and though I felt my dick stirring in my pants, I wasn’t sure if my increased heart rate was due to desire, or fear of getting caught.
I stepped back, feeling the sickliness of my now-hard cock within its confines. I debated leaving, and moved to cover her with the sheet again, when I took a last fateful look at her.
Her pussy lips were parted slightly now, and having taken the first step, I knew I had to see this through to the end. Despite the chill of the prep room, my desire burned within, and so I was not cold, when I stripped naked, and unleashed my rock hard cock.
My hands roamed up her shapely legs, and pulled her towards me. There was a strange squeak as her ass shuddered across the stainless steel, but the movement pulled at her lips, and I could see glistening moisture on her pubic hair. I bent low to taste her, and was surrounded by the heady smell of her sex mixed with the tang of the piss she released at the moment of her death.
I buried my face in her cunt, and my tongue probed the wonderful crevices between her lips. My heart raced, and I felt as if my cock would explode on the spot as I sucked on her cold pussy. I groaned with ecstasy, knowing that despite her many lovers, I tasted something they never had, and never would–Cindy’s death. It was as if whatever marvelous final experience whisked her away in its embrace, left a trace of that ephermal sweetness between her loins, just waiting for me to savor it.
I was panting now, my mouth and hands working the cold flesh, desiring more and more of her. I couldn’t wait, I had to have her, to possess her. For I was like no other lover of Cindy’s–her body was mine to do with as I would, I possessed her in a way no man or woman ever had, or would again.
I lifted myself onto the table and knelt before her, her calfs on my shoulders, feet flung behind me. Her cunt was open, warm and moist, just waiting for my cock. Her blue eyes–now a faded grey–seemed to look through me, egging me on, begging me to take her.
I leaned forward, my hands beside her slight shoulders, and plunged inward. I gasped as I rammed my dick home. For a woman with her supposed past, she was amazingly tight. It was as if the corpse grasped my cock and began to milk me.
Again and again I thrust my hips, each time slamming the head of my cock home against her dead cervix. Again and again, like a desperate man I drove myself deep inside her, sending the corpse’s limbs and breasts into a frenzy of uncontrolled quaking.
I don’t know how many strokes it was, perhaps five, perhaps five hundred. I could feel the fire burning up my dick from a well deep within me. I clenched tightly, not wishing to end our macabre lovemaking, but finally nature’s response to my unnatural acts could no longer be denied. I exploded, shooting my seamen into the corpse’s luscious cunt, and collapsed, exhausted on top of her.
I would almost swear as I lay there attempting to catch my breath, feeling my own cum drip past my now shrunken cock, I saw Cindy smile.
The visitation was a lovely open casket affair which was attended by few, and over quickly. I was left with Cindy to seal her casket for burial. I took a long look at the young woman’s corpse.
I had dressed her demurely in a blue and grey skirt-blouse combination. Her smallish breasts pressed pleasingly against the silk blouse which had been unbuttoned just enough to show some cleavage. The pleated skirt was modest, its hem just above the knee. Below it she wore a pair of sheer, nude thigh-high stockings, and a pair of low slung blue pumps.
She certainly didn’t look the part of the wild, sex-addict. But we all have our secrets.
I placed my hand on her nylon clad knee, and slowly ran it up her leg, under the grey pleats. My cock pressed hard against my pants as my fingers tickled her shaved pussy, and felt around the plastic stopper placed therein. My middle finger dipped lower to massage her flaccid, and unplugged asshole.
“Cindy, you slut.” I whispered as I withdrew my hand. Taking a moment to securely lock the doors to the funeral parlor, I return to the viewing room and disrobed.
Reaching underneath the corpse, I turned Cindy over, leaving her to lay on her stomach, face down in the casket. I arranged her in such a way that her ass was propped up and exposed. The climbing into the coffin, I grasped both her asscheaks, pried them wide open, and plowed my cock into her anus.
Ruthlessly, I thrust, pushing her face into the satin lining of the casket, until, one final time, I grasped her by the wait, and clenched her luscious ass close against me. My ejaculation was indescribable, as I knelt there, holding onto the corpse’s ass for dear life, as my cock drained me of seamen, and filled her with it.
Panting, I stepped down and got dressed. I left her like that as I sealed and latched the casket.
Cindy would be buried, face in a satin pillow, her cum dripping asshole exposed and pressed against the satin lid of the casket. Somehow, I knew she’s approve.
Comments and advice welcome.I remember dying then the next thing I remember is being in the body of a large dog. Not really sure of the breed I think I’m just a mutt. A big dark short furred mastiff. I wandered around in a park looking at all of the attractive women. One day I saw a tanned long legged beauty wearing a short skirt sitting on a park bench. I walked up to her and stuck my head under her skirt moving her legs apart and began licking her slit.
I was surprised she did not try to stop me but when I looked at her she was sitting with mouth open and not moving. I pulled her panties off and went back to licking her pussy. A crowd gathered to watch as I brought her to an orgasm. Then three teenagers moved her off the bench and onto her hands and knees. Urging me to mount her I did this quickly entering her and ejaculating which many posted on the internet.
I walked away very satisfied leaving the woman exposed and dripping. Awhile later I saw another beautiful woman sitting at a table at an outdoor café. She was sitting with two other woman and watching this time I noticed as I approached she seemed to freeze in place. The two women en sitting with her watched me approaching g moved their hands to her legs pulling them apart spreading them wide giving me easy access to her vagina.
I loved into place fiercely licking her to an orgasm then her friends took off her skirt and bikini top and laid her across her chai. I mounted her rapidly fucking her and leaving her. Ahead of me I saw a large building it turned out to be a high school. Gaining access through the open front doors I walked the hall ways moving from room to room finally finding an attractive older woman I estimated her to be in her early forties. Again as I moved I to her room she seemed to freeze in place.
I used my teeth to strip her naked in front of her class of ninth graders. I knocked her down onto her hands and knees mounting her and fucking her vagina and anus. As I left her I saw her students taking turns fucking her. I moved on through the building. When I reached the gym I saw a beautiful young female gym teacher putting her combined co-ed class through exercises. She appeared to be a student teacher around eighteen teaching her first class. I walked into the gym and again as I got near her she froze in place.
I sat near her nudging her body. Some of her student got the idea and removed her one piece gym suit. She had a nice physically fit petite tanned body. Even her student stared at her well built body. She kept herself clean shaven giving me easy hairless access to her fruit of paradise. They held her down spread eagled on the gym floor as I moved between her legs lapping her juices from her wet flowing pussy. They filmed her reaction to my attentions and had the perfect blackmail video as she orgasmed and begged for more from me.
I decided to stay with this beautiful young athletic African-American, Asian , Native American female. I watched as her students kept her as a sex slave visiting her home often over the years and I fucked her every night. I enjoyed all of her charms and even managed to partake of some of her female students. The one thing that I found awesome was when her sixteen year old sister visited. One night while her sister slept she moved her sisters body into position for me to fuck her.
Placing her into a sexual bondage framework that put her into the perfect position for canine sex. I took full advantage of her being held in place by the device and while her student watched I fucked her anus , her vagina , and shoved my cock as far as I could down her throat.
She begged them to stop me sobbing as I continued to use and abuse her young body. She shuddered through an orgasm as my sperm and her cum dripped from her orifices. What was surprising was when she turned out to be pregnant and nine months later gave birth to a litter of six adorable puppies that could speak english in four months and was as intelligent as any human. I had found my human female and now my six offspring had to go out into the world and find their mates.
They were half males and half females and being adorable were quickly adopted by humans. The three male puppies went to three young attractive women. Two of the female dogs went to two young attractive men. The third female puppy went to a puppy farm where she was bred having litters of intelligent mutant puppies every year. The six puppies could not be separated from their mother for the first eight months and in the seventh month an event happened that made it mandatory they be separated to adopted humans.
By that time her youngest sister had reached the age of sixteen and being another gorgeous young woman she went to bed that night and woke up with six puppies doing things to her body that she did not want but also did not want to stop. Two puppies were licking her anus and pussy. Two puppies had latched onto her nipples and some how were getting milk from her lactating breasts. A fifth puppy was at her mouth alternating between shoving his tongue into her mouth and his cock into her mouth.
The sixth puppy was female and at the first opportunity sat on her mouth and forced her to choose to either lick its cunt or not breath. The other students gathered around the sixteen year old girl and took over molesting her body from the puppies. They forced her legs as far apart as they would go then using tools they opened her vagina up spreading her nether lips and clamping them in place. Then they did the same to her anus exposing her bowels to inspection. They slipped a long probe deep into her womb.
The probe acted as a camera and pictures of her most private intimate body cavity were taken. The girls giggled as they poured water into her waiting cunt a d then shoved four alka seltzer tablets into her pussy. They watched the show as the fizzing liquid caused her to have orgasms stimulating her sensitive clit. No more she whimpered as they continued her to push unusual objects into her body using them to bring her to climax. They laughed as they continued to abuse their young teacher and fellow class mate.
The videos they made went viral with millions of hits that first day. The two became very well known as the dog bitches and the students would bark and howl whenever they were seen around town.
Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures.WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.
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Philip Westmont woke groggily to the sound of his room mates running up the steps to their second floor flat. As usual when he awoke on All Saint’s Day, his body was covered in sweat and who knows what else. He pulled the sheet tightly up to his armpits and waited for them to burst into his room.
The three of them were still more than slightly drunk. William– known to everyone as Billie– was dressed in what had been a Spiderman costume. The gloves and head covering were gone and there were tears in both the tight-fitting top and bottom. The boot covers were also gone and his black boots looked out of place with the blue legs. He pulled the desk chair over to the bed and turned it around so he could sit with his arms crossed on the top of the back. “I assume,” he began “that our resident samhainophobic spent Halloween night cowering in your room again this year.” He paused and then continued, “You really have to get over your fear. You missed the greatest Halloween party ever.”
Philip never went out on Halloween. On Halloween night, he wouldn’t come to the door if someone called on him. He wouldn’t even look out his windows. Instead he stayed in his room with the shades drawn, apparently too frightened to even get out of bed. When pressed, he would say, “There is something within me that won’t let me do anything on Halloween.”
Since it was his only peculiarity and he was otherwise a great flat mate, Billie, Juan, and John tolerated it. But each of the four years that they had shared a flat together, they had pestered him to go out with them to one Halloween party or the other. When he refused, they would go without him and then come back to regale him with tales of debauchery. This year was no exception.
Billie’s round face was flushed slightly red and he had that continuous silly grin he got when he had too much to drink. Juan and John, with their darker skin, didn’t flush with drink, but you could tell when they had gone over their limit because they started sounding more and more like their mother. They were twins. Their father, John, was Anglo. Their mother, Juanita, was Hispanic and had a slight Spanish overlay to her speech. John and Juanita had agreed to name their first boy John, but when twins were unexpectedly born, the doctor asked what to name them. John said, “John,” and Juanita said, “Juan”– also meaning John. The doctor replied “John and Juan it is,” and that is what they were named.
Their costumes consisted of red sweatshirts, red pants, and red running shoes. On the front of John’s sweatshirt was a large white circle. In the center of the circle it said, “Thing 1.” In the center of Juan’s circle it said, “Cosa 2″
“You would not believe this party,” John said.
Juan continued John’s thought as he often did, “It was the third party we stopped at and we almost left.”
“Then SHE arrived,” John said, letting out a deep sigh.
“She was dressed as a Gypsy in gauzy harem pants and a bunch of scarves that were wound loosely around her upper body,” Juan continued. “I don’t know if she arrived barefoot, but she was barefoot as she glided around the room dancing and swaying to the music.”
“I have never seen anyone so… so… sexual,” Billie said. “It was like a cloud of perfume that followed her into the room and enveloped everyone there. She walked around the room kissing everyone– boy or girl– and by the time she had made one round of the room, the party totally changed.”
“Before she arrived, I had pretty much struck out,” John said, “but right after she arrived, one of the girls who had brushed me off grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into one of the bedrooms. She practically tore my clothes off and then stripped off her own and lay back on the bed and yelled, ‘Fuck me! Fuck me hard!’”
He smiled broadly and said, “And you know I never turn down a lady’s request.”
“I think the ladies knew they were wasting their time with me,” Juan said. “I was holding back because it normally takes a little while to scope out who is safe to come on to, but this gorgeous hunk of a man tapped me on the shoulder and said, ‘Do you want to go someplace and fuck?’”
His smile was wider than his brother’s as he said, “I thought we were going to melt the condoms, he was pumping so hard into my ass. I often have to use my hands to take me over the top while someone is fucking me, but I spurted all over the bed at the same time he erupted inside me.”
“And that was just the beginning,” Billie said. “The Gypsy girl had brought some of her own music, and when she started dancing to it, several of the girls joined her. There were six of them, plus her, and they formed sort of a circle as they danced. She loosened the scarves so that her boobs were a little more visible. Then the six girls started stripping in time to the music.”
“One of them was Darlene from the shop downstairs,” John said. “I couldn’t believe it. She is usually such an uptight little prude, but she was swaying with the music and shedding her clothes like she was possessed.”
“I tried to take her back into one of the bedrooms,” Billie said, “but we only got as far as the hallway when she knelt down in front of me and opened the zipper on the front of my costume.” His eyes got wide as he said, “She practically sucked my balls up through my prick. I’ve never felt anything like that before. And then when she was done, she stood up, smiled at me, wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand and said, ‘You taste like you could use another drink. So could I.’ She pulled me over to the bar and stood there naked while we talked.” He shook his head, “It was as if she didn’t even notice that she was naked.”
“I noticed,” John said. “She has a perfect body with those dark brown nipples and a thick black bush.” He paused and then said, “I wish she wouldn’t keep it all so covered up most of the time.”
“After we finished our drink,” Billie continued, “Darlene said, ‘Why don’t we show them how it’s done?’ and started pulling the shirt to my costume up over my head. She stripped me bare and then pulled me over to where a bunch of pillows were piled up next to the couch. She pushed the pillows around with her foot so they formed sort of a bed and then lay faced down on it. ‘If we go doggy style,’ she said, ‘you can play with my tits while you fuck me.’”
Juan interrupted. “I couldn’t believe what I was seeing when we came back out of the bedroom,” he said. “Billie and Darlene weren’t the only ones fucking in the living room. That guy from down the block had one of the Fisher sisters bent over an overstuffed chair and was ass-fucking her. He was shaking like mad as he moved slowly in and out of her ass. She was almost singing a keening wail that got shriller as he pushed in and deeper as he pulled out. I couldn’t believe it, but they were doing that for over a half-hour.”
“And all the while,” John said, “the Gypsy was dancing and swaying to her music.”
“The scarves would slip and slide around while she danced,” Juan said. “The harem pants didn’t really hide anything, but she ditched them and wound some of the scarves a little lower on her body. All of the scarves were moving around as if they had a life of their own. If you stared at her, you could see just about everything, a piece at a time.”
“There was this really strange tattoo on her abdomen,” Billie said. “Two snakes came out of her belly button. They went up and then back down so they formed two points of a star. Then it looked like there were two more snakes coming out of their mouths… or maybe they were supposed to be eating the second pair of snakes. The new pair of snakes formed two more points on the star and then ate another pair of snakes. That pair of snakes formed two more points leaving just the area right above her slit bare. The snake on the left side of her abdomen ate another snake while the one on the right kept going as they merged together to form a single mouth that was tattooed right over her cunt. There was some form of weird writing with one letter in each point of the star.”
“That’s a form of an ouroboros,” Philip said calmly. “Normally it’s a circle. It’s a very powerful occult symbol.” He sat up against his pillows, being careful to keep the sheet over his body.
“When the seven snakes are combined with the seven-pointed star,” he continued, “the ouroboros becomes the symbol of Babalon, also known as the Scarlet Woman or the Mother of Abominations. It is spelled similar to the city of Babylon, but it is pronounced totally different. Both a’s are sounded as long, and the o is just a little bit different. He then sounded out the name as “Bay, bay, long.” He smiled and said, “Drop the g, but that’s how it is supposed to be pronounced. The letters in the points of the star spell out her name. The star of the Scarlet Woman is one of the most powerful symbols of the occult, and Babalon, herself, is one of the more powerful spirits or deities.”
“I don’t know about that,” John said, “but this girl was the mother of all sluts… and she turned those six girls into…”
“Fucking machines!” Juan said loudly. “Just before Midnight she yells out, ‘Clear the floor,’ and a bunch of guys start moving all of the furniture to the edges of the living room.”
“Then,” John took back up, “she calls the six girls back and says, ‘Time to form the star.’ They lay on their backs in a circle with their heads to the middle and their legs spread out until their feet are touching the next girl’s. The Gypsy girl stands so that her feet are touching the feet of two of the girls so it completes the circle or star or whatever it was. Then she starts dancing and swaying again.”
Billie continued, “All of the girls on the ground started moaning and humping up into the air. They were groaning and calling out, ‘Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me…’ It was unbelievable.”
“Pretty soon,” Juan said, “all of the guys at the party were naked and standing in line. I prefer men, but somehow I just had to fuck one of these girls. Every guy there– including the hunk who had gone to the bedroom with me– was lining up for a shot at the girls in the star.”
“The other girls at the party were standing in line, too,” John said. “It was like it had turned into some kind of orgy.”
Billie shook his head and said, “I’ve never done anything like that before. I mean, I usually want some privacy when a girl and I are going to go at it. But for some reason, I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Neither could I,” Juan said.
“Nor me,” John added. “And for some reason, I had more… staying power… than normal. I think I fucked that one chick for like an hour before I finally shot my wad into her. … and she was still yelling for more.”
“And one thing really weird,” Juan said.
“Like the rest of it wasn’t?” Billie interrupted.
“Every time one of the guys got finished and stood up,” Juan said rapidly, “the Gypsy girl would reach down and scoop all of the cum out of the girl’s cunt and smear it on her body. You could see her skin glistening with cum through the scarves.”
“We all sort of lost track of time,” John said.
“That’s easy to do when you are fucking one girl after another,” Juan added.
“A couple times,” Billie said, “one of the other girls would kneel down between one of the six girls’ legs and start eating them out. They would wiggle their ass in the air and one of the guys would kneel behind them and take them doggy style.”
“When they got done,” John continued, “they would stand up and walk over to the Gypsy girl and spit the cum they had sucked up from the girl on the floor out onto the Gypsy’s skin . Then they would stand with their legs wide apart and let the Gypsy girl scoop the cum out of their own cunts.”
“It was crazy,” Juan said.
“It must have been around six or seven in the morning,” Billie said, “at least it wasn’t really dark out anymore, when the music suddenly got louder and louder and louder.”
“The Gypsy girl started taking off her scarves, one at a time,” John said.
“And throwing them out to one of the boys,” Juan added.
“For some reason,” Billie continued, “the guys started counting as soon as she threw the first scarf.”
“With each scarf,” John said, holding his hands like he was catching something, “the count got louder.”
“The guys were practically screaming by the time it got to six,” Juan added.
“There was only one scarf left,” Billie said, “and when she threw that, she would be totally naked.”
“She had it wound up around her so it covered her tits and the front of her crotch,” John said.
“So, we were all really waiting for that seventh scarf,” Juan added with a deep laugh.
“But just then,” Billie said slowly, holding his hands out in front of himself like he was trying to protect himself from something, “the snakes started moving.”
“We all stepped back and stared,” John said excitedly. “Those snakes were twisting and wriggling their way around the star. It looked like one by one they went into the Gypsy’s cunt which was still hidden behind the seventh scarf.
“And then it got even weirder,” Juan said. “She disappeared in a puff of smoke.”
“No,” Billie said, “she became a puff of smoke. Her whole body shimmered for a moment, then there was just smoke in the shape of her body.”
“That seventh scarf sort of hovered in the air for a moment,” John said, moving his arms to indicate something in the air in front of himself. “Then it dropped to the ground.” His arms dropped flat against his body.
“As soon as that scarf touched the floor all hell broke loose,” Billie said rising from the chair. “Darlene jumped to her feet and started screaming.”
“The other five girls in the star,” John said, “were also on their feet, but they looked more confused than anything else.”
“At least they didn’t scream,” Juan said.
“One of them yelled, ‘Somebody drugged us,’” Billie said. “That’s when Winston, whose flat the party was in, yelled loudly, ‘There’s nothing in the food… or drinks. It was that woman.’”
“‘What woman?!’ Darlene yelled back. ‘The Gypsy woman,’ Winston said firmly, ‘the one with the seven scarves and the weird tattoo.’”
“That’s when,” John said, “someone threw one of the scarves to the girls. Pretty soon, everyone who had caught a scarf threw it to one of the girls. I picked up the one that had fallen to the floor– the seventh one– and threw it to Darlene.”
“The girls stood around talking to each other for a few minutes,” Juan said. “They kept shaking their heads and pulling the scarves through their hands. ‘It felt like a dream,’ Darlene finally said. ‘But it was real.’”
“Winston walked to the middle of the room and said softly,” Billie continued, “‘I think it is time for all of you to leave.’”
“So…” John said, holding out his arms, “here we are.”
Billie suddenly looked a lot more sober as he said, “Philip, you seem to know a lot about this. You’re the one working on a degree in the occult arts. Can you tell us what happened?”
“My degree,” Philip replied, “is in Ancient Mythology and Rituals, and I think somebody gave you all some magic mushrooms.”
“But you knew about the star and the snakes,” John said firmly. “You KNOW what happened, don’t you?”
“Yes, I know about the star… and the snakes,” Philip answered, “and about Babalon, the Mother of Abominations.”
“Then tell us what you know,” Juan insisted.
Philip grimaced and looked out at his three flat mates. “OK,” he finally said. “The snakes… the ouroboros is a symbol of rebirth or perhaps eternal life. The seven-pointed star is the symbol of Babalon. According to the myths, when the symbols are combined the resulting symbol is more than a symbol, it is Babalon, herself.”
Billie raised his eyebrows and said, “Meaning?..”
“It means that Babalon lives in the symbol,” Philip said. “And the symbol itself is alive. If necessary, it can survive on the walls of a tomb for hundreds, if not thousands, of years and then transfer itself to a suitable living host looking sort of like a tattoo. The snake star of Babalon was supposedly found in an Egyptian tomb when it was opened on October 31, 1927, but all traces of it disappeared before any photographs could be taken. The diggers said that it must have transferred itself to one of the scientists, or perhaps one of their helpers, but no one knows because all of the scientists died before they could publish any of their findings. Many of the diggers also died. Only one helper– you would call them interns today– survived, but no one knows what happened to him.”
“Wow,” Juan said using his hand like a claw to clamp over his face. “It’s a giant parasite eating away at you like in those Mummy movies.”
“No,” Philip said, “according to the legends, it actually benefits the host. In exchange for keeping and protecting the symbol, the host is given eternal youth… essentially eternal life. It doesn’t kill anyone. Those scientists all died from inhaling a toxic fungus that had been sealed up in the tomb. If they had taken rudimentary precautions, they would all have survived.”
“So where did the Gypsy girl come from?” John asked.
“That was Babalon,” Philip said. “On nights like Halloween, she can materialize a corporeal form so that she can absorb the energies of life.”
“That’s why she was smearing the cum all over herself,” Juan said excitedly.
“Yes,” Philip answered, “but when the sun rose, she had to return to her wall or host or wherever.”
“Weird,” Billie said.
“And she is not the weirdest or most dangerous spirit that roams on Halloween,” Philip said. “There are many much more dangerous entities that could have crashed your Halloween party.”
“You believe all that shit, don’t you?” John said.
“No wonder you hide on Halloween,” Juan added.
“Yes,” Philip said flatly, “I believe it. I have reason to. And, yes, that’s why I hide on Halloween.”
He paused and then said, “And now, if you don’t mind, I would like to get up and go take a shower.”
He made a motion with his hands shooing the three out of his room and they left. Then Philip slowly pulled the sheet back and looked down at his body. The cum was dried and caked, forming a thick coating on his stomach and legs.
He ran his fingers down his abdomen, tracing the star that was just beginning to sink further into his skin and disappear. “I hope you fed well,” he said. Then he watched as the symbol, with its writhing snakes, slowly faded.
Rising to his feet, he said, “I think we can stay here one more year before too many people begin talking about a Gypsy girl who crashes their Halloween parties.” He shrugged. “Or perhaps they will begin noticing that I don’t age.” He opened his closet and pulled a robe tightly around his body. “In any case,” he said, “I will soon have to find a new university to attend… someplace where I can study the ancient myths… and someplace where you can find enough life essence to sustain you from Halloween to Halloween.”
He opened his door and walked down to the bathroom at the end of the hall. As he walked, he was quietly humming a tune. If any of his flat mates had been able to hear it, they would have recognized it as the tune that was playing as the Gypsy girl disappeared.