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Dirty Pictures and Space Farm

2010-02-19T00:01:00.000-08:00

Space Farm

By homealone_447
Edited by Nstygrl22

Leila and Carol were saying goodbye to their mother as her small carrier gained altitude and headed to the closest bazaar to bring provisions. The three women were part of a small group of ranchers that settled in the seventh planet of the Dogada system. The local species of the planet were perfect to commercialize in the meat market.

The young sisters were excited because now that Leila had turned eighteen, their mother trusted the maintenance of the ranch to them for the first time and they were not going to let her down. At least that was Carol’s idea, which was one year older than her sister. Leila saw this as an opportunity to explore beyond the ranch’s fence. The forbidden side.

When the spaceship disappeared into the star filled sky, the sisters went inside the house and talked about the next day’s chores.

“I think we should go to bed early. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow. I’ll prepare the animal’s vitamins and you’ll feed the capsules to them,” Carol said.

“Hey, who made you the boss?” Leila said heatedly.

“Come on, don’t be like that,” Carol responded.

“Fine.” Leila said quickly with a glimmer in her eye, “I’ll go to bed.”

Leila decided tonight was the perfect night to explore. As soon as her sister was in her room she was going out.

Carol knew the rebellious nature of her sister and it was suspicious that Leila had given in too easy. She had to keep an eye on her.

***

Just as planned, one hour later Leila was standing at the fence’s main gate. When she was little, before her father past away, he had told her that there were many terrible things beyond the fence and she should never go out there. For many years, she had seen men with guns explore the lands beyond the walls and they had always come back unharmed. Maybe it wasn’t so dangerous after all. She had to see for herself. She wasn’t planning to go far anyway.

Leila opened the gate and stepped beyond the fence for the first time in her life. Even though it was late at night, the land was illuminated by bright stars scattered across the sky, and Leila could see as far as the golden mountains that broke the horizon many miles away.

“I’ll explore close to the gate, just in case. This is going to be awesome!” Leila thought excitedly.

Less than a hundred yards from the gate, Leila found a weird ground formation near some rocks. She looked at it from a safe distance.

“What is this thing? It looks like a plant or a fungus. I don’t remember seeing it in the species catalog.”

Leila walked a little closer. The strange object was just a few inches tall and extended irregularly across the floor for several feet. It had a few holes scattered along the surface that seemed to go deep into the ground. There was a hole in the center that was bigger than the other ones.

“Wow! It looks really cool. Maybe this is a new species that no one had seen before and they’ll name it after me!” she thought.

Leila heard a noise behind her and turned her head, scared.

“What was that?” she said out loud.

While she tried to find the source of the noise, Leila hadn’t noticed the tentacle squirming her way. Sprouting from one of the plant’s small openings, the tentacle raced nearer, curved behind her and shot a dart strait into Leila’s neck.

“Ouch!”

Leila felt a painful sting on her neck. The little object pierced through her delicate skin and reached her blood stream. She felt the burning sensation quickly fade away as the world around her started to spin fast. The dizziness made her quiver.

“Oh, God! What is happening? I feel…”

She couldn’t finish the last word. Leila collapsed to the ground as the venom injected in her veins spread through her body. Strangely, just before she lost consciousness, she felt her nipples bloating.

***

A few hours later, Leila opened her eyes and saw her sister leaning over her. Leila was lying on her bed feeling lightheaded and confused.

“Carol… what happened?” Leila asked with a soft voice.

“That’s what I want to know. I found you lying naked on the ground, just outside the fence,” Carol responded, “what were you doing out there?”

“I’m sorry… I wanted to explore and… I don’t remember what happened,” Leila explained.

“You scared the hell out of me. I didn’t find you in your room and then I saw the gate alarm blinking. I went out there and found you unconscious,” Carol said.

“Please don’t tell mom. Nothing really happened. I’m sure I just slipped and hit my head, but I’m fine now.”

“And what about your clothes?” Carol asked

“Nothing. You know I like being naked!” Leila tried to justify, although it was true that she enjoyed being naked and her sister knew it.

“You are crazy! What I am gonna do with you?” Carol said a little more relaxed. “Ok, get some rest. We still have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”

“Ok, good night sis,” Leila said while Carol walked out of the room.

Leila quickly fell asleep and started dreaming. She saw a vivid image of the fungus she discovered. It was unique and they would definitely name it after her…

Leila saw herself lying on the ground with her eyes open. She was looking up at the stars but she wasn’t looking at all. A myriad of sensation revolved in her mind without making any sense. She felt scared and happy, excited and disgusted. A light breeze caressed her soft skin making her aware of the wetness in her pussy. She felt horny, very horny.

Leila sat on the ground with her eyes still staring forward and her arms limp by her sides. Something in the back of her mind was telling her what to do. It was like an invisible energy forcing her to stand up and remove her clothes. She felt the irresistible need to get closer to the fungus.

Leila moved uneasily on her bed, worried and scared. Without waking up, Leila let out a soft gasp as she saw in her dream two large tentacles emerging from the ground formation, waving menacingly in the air.

She saw herself standing rigidly beside the creature. But she was not frozen with fear. She was just standing there like a robot, expressionless and unafraid, doing nothing.

With an empty look in her eyes, Leila walked forward until she stepped over the ground formation while the tentacles moved around her. A third tentacle appeared just beside her feet.

The bigger appendage wrapped around her waist and lifted her in the air while another tentacle approached her mound and curved over like a snake ready to strike.

An instant later, the tentacle penetrated her pussy! It stretched her vaginal walls delightfully, all the way to the deepest corner of her warm wet cavity.

On her bed, Leila clutched the sheets tightly and moaned. Her nipples began to swell, mirroring the image she was seeing in her dream, which felt more real every passing second.

As the first appendage pumped her body furiously, smashing the bottom of her pussy every time, another tentacle reached beneath Leila’s frail form and aimed at her anal entrance. In an instant, it stabbed forward and shoved with full force into her ass. Leila felt the flexible pole pushing deeper and deeper inside of her, stretching her ass to the limit as her arousal climbed higher on her subjugated mind.

The tentacles churned and twitched within her tight body, bringing her inevitably closer to climax. Leila didn’t understand what was happening but she didn’t care. Her pussy and ass jolted and pulsed with the rhythm of the powerful penetrations that rocked her body in the air, threatening to go beyond her limits and fill her body completely with tentacle meat. Meanwhile, a forth tentacle projected from another hole of the fungus’s surface.

The tentacle reached high in the air, close to Leila’s bouncing head… And entered her mouth! Pushing past her lips and down her throat.

The enthralled woman’s mind was almost in shock from the extreme sensations while her whole body strained from the unbelievable ravishing. The three tentacles seemed to compete with each other over which could go deeper inside of her. Leila felt her impeding orgasm getting closer and closer…

And she climaxed! Her body trembled uncontrollably from potent spasms that never seemed to end, fired up over and over by the fat tentacles that kept fucking her inexorably in all her holes at the same time.

In her bedroom, Leila’s body trembled and jolted as her pussy contracted over and over. Like in her dream, she was climaxing.

Finally, one appendage was retrieved from her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath while her arms hung limply from absolute exhaustion. However, Leila was unaware that an enormous tentacle, larger and thicker than the others, was emerging slowly from the center of the creature.

Leila stared into the sky, moaning softly as the remaining tentacles vacated her pussy and ass. Meanwhile, the monstrous tentacle prepared for a final, body wrecking, penetration…

With a swift, strong move, the thick pole shoved into Leila’s body! The slim woman’s abdomen expanded outwardly to accommodate the giant member while Leila screamed from utter surprise.

The astonished woman could barely register what was happening to her as her insides were pushed apart to make room for such an enormous piece of meat.

A brief moment later, Leila felt her belly swell even more while a hot, gooey substance was sprayed directly into her womb. The sticky sperm was too much for her to keep inside and erupted out of her pussy…

And out of her mouth!

Leila was living her dream as if she was really there. She arched her back on the bed while she rubbed her clitoris with expert fingers. Carol, who came back to check on her sister, was standing by the bed silently watching her sister masturbate.

Carol knew she shouldn’t be there. Leila looked fine… more than fine, and she deserved her privacy. Yet Carol couldn’t take her eyes off her sister’s hand as Leila began to convulse from another dreamy orgasm. Carol felt her own pussy start to stir.

“What am I doing here? I’m getting horny watching my own sister masturbate. I better give her some privacy…” Carol thought.

***

The next morning, Carol was having breakfast when Leila walked naked into the dining room. The night before, Leila had told her sister that she liked to walk around in the nude and now she needed to prove it.

“Hey! Why are you still naked?” Carol asked surprised.

“I told you I like it. There is no one else within miles of our farm anyway. I’ll do my chores like this all day,” Leila responded.

“Like I said last night, you are crazy. Are you having breakfast?” Carol asked, accepting her sister’s wild nature.

“I’m not hungry. I’ll eat something later.”

Leila walked out to the field carrying a vitamin capsule and approached one of the farm animals. The official name of the beasts was “kaberians” but Leila liked to call them meatballs. The kaberians resembled creatures from prehistoric times on Earth. They had fat, round bodies about the size of a small elephant, with hard, rugged skin, thick legs, and a parrot-like beak in the middle of their large heads.

Leila was still thinking about last night’s incident. “I remember something about a strange fungus but why did I fall unconscious and why was I naked? Maybe I’ll have to go back there to find out.”

“Ok meatball, open your mouth and swallow this. We don’t want you to get sick do we?” Leila said to the creature.

As Leila leaned over the animal to drop the capsule in its mouth, the sensitive nose of the beast detected a particular scent that floated in the air.

After several millions of years of evolution on this planet, the beast knew that this special scent meant only one thing… sex! The animal’s cock quickly emerged from within its body and projected forward several inches.

Leila gasped as she looked up and saw the large, exposed phallus.

“What the hell? “

Leila watched the cock grow even larger right in front of her eyes.

“Why is he so excited? This is not mating season…” Leila wondered.

Leila knelt down to have a better look. The phallus was small compared to the whole size of the creature but it was huge compare to human standards. Unexpectedly, her pussy twitched hard and her heart started to beat faster.

“Oh my God! Look how big it is!” She said to herself.

The fascinated woman couldn’t take her eyes off the creature’s cock. She lost track of the time as she stared at the pulsating phallus. For some reason it became difficult for her to organize her thoughts because of the insistent tingling in her pussy.

“What would happen if I…?” Leila moved her head a little closer to the large member, “No, I can’t do this. It’s too weird. I better go before I do something… bad.”

Leila walked away wondering why she felt that way. The mushy sensation between her legs made her excitement more than evident.

“Something is happening to me. I’ve never felt this horny in my life! I am afraid this is going to be a long day.”

***

It really was a long, arduous day. Leila had to watch many cocks grow in her proximity and made it really difficult to finish her work without giving in to her sinful cravings. Finally night came and she went right to bed hoping she could relax. But not even one minute after she fell asleep, she began to dream again…

Almost at midnight, Leila was dreaming excitedly of her body expanding to accommodate the massive phallus of the fungus and the large amount of sperm pumped into her womb.

But Leila’s belly was not only bloating in her dream. Something grew inside of her overnight and now she lay on her bed looking like a pregnant woman.

Suddenly, her dream vanished along with everything else. Her mind went completely blank. Leila opened her eyes wide, oblivious to her surroundings while a strange feeling intensified all over her body. She couldn’t think about anything except one thing. Birth!

Leila sat on the bed with a stiff, robotic motion. She stared fixedly at the wall in front of her. Her controlled mind started to function again but only with one specific purpose.

She remained on the bed trying to figure out an appropriate place to give birth. Her belly shuddered as something inside squirmed and twitched eager to get out.

When Leila discerned the best place, she got up and started walking.

***

Leila stepped silently out of the house and walked the distance that separated the house from the carrier’s hangar. It was not far from the house but it gave her the privacy she needed.

The contractions in her belly were getting more insistent. Leila instinctively lied down on the hard floor and spread her legs while her pussy started to leak a gooey white substance.

She moaned as a rounded figure appeared between her lubricated pussy lips. The object was some sort of long, segmented egg that slid out slowly, stretching the girl’s warm cavity. Leila arched her back and screamed out loud from the sudden rush of pleasure.

The process lasted a few minutes later until Leila collapsed to the floor and the weird object lay immobile next to her within a pool of slime.

Suddenly, Leila woke from her entrancement as fast as she fell into it. She looked around, wondering where she was…

“What the hell! What am I doing here?”

Then she looked down…

“And what the fuck is that?!”

Leila looked at her oozing pussy and at the slime all over her smeared thighs and soon realized that the seed-like object lying on the floor had come from within her. She also realized something even more frightening…

“Shit! The dream I had about the tentacles really happened! And it put that thing inside of me!”

“I better get out of here before Carol sees this!”

Leila ran straight to her room and jumped into bed but she couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night, because she was preoccupied about the situation.

***

The next morning, despite her worries about the previous event, Leila continued tending the creatures. To make matters worse, she felt even hornier than yesterday.

“I’m going to have to destroy that thing that came out of me. If Carol finds out she is going to tell mom. I’ll do it as soon as she goes into the vitamins lab,” Leila thought.

She approached the first kaberian and looked between his legs.

“Oh shit! And this meatball is getting horny again. You are not going to do this every time you see me, are you?”

Without thinking, Leila went down to her knees and grabbed the kaberian’s cock. She surprised herself by doing this but she didn’t let go.

“It’s so big!” Leila thought.

Leila’s heart was pounding so hard, she could feel it in her chest. Her breathing became deep and loud. Then, almost instinctively she engulfed the fat cock, wrapping her overstretched lips around the creature’s meat. Leila would have never imagined that the first time she put a penis in her mouth was going to be a kaberian’s and that it was going to be this big. She could only fit a few inches but it was enough to fill her mouth completely.

The kaberian, stimulated by the warm, wet sensation on his sensitive pole, started pouring his lubricating fluid inside Leila’s sucking mouth.

Leila knew that what she was doing was really wrong but an irresistible force compelled her to stay in place, taking his cock deep all the way to her throat. Her pussy was twitching in sync with the animal’s motions. She was so excited that it was almost as if the creature was penetrating her pussy.

It didn’t take long before the kaberian had enough and discharged an incredible amount of sperm inside Leila’s mouth. Leila climaxed too!

The creature kept spraying gush after gush of fluid and Leila swallowed as much as she could but most of it dribbled down to the ground.

After almost one minute, the kaberian’s sperm supply was finally empty and Leila’s stomach was bulging from the unbelievable amount of cum churning inside.

“Oh my God! I can’t believe I did this. I must have swallowed a gallon of cum!” Leila thought with amazement.

“Ok meatball, you fed me, now I’ll feed you. Take your vitamins,” Leila said as she threw a big, greenish capsule into the beast’s mouth.

“I think I better go to the hangar now to destroy that thing,” Leila thought as she walked away from the satisfied creature.

***

When Leila steeped into the hangar, she looked at the place where she had left the seed and stopped astounded.

“Shit! It changed. It wasn’t like that when I left last night.”

Leila knelt by the egg and examined it closely. It was twice as big as the day before and it had an opening at the top. Thin black tentacles surrounding the base helped to keep it straight up and a gooey substance was spread all around it.

“It has grown so much. I can’t believe this thing was inside of me yesterday.”

Unexpectedly, the top of the egg split open and a small yellowish tentacle waved upward.

Leila jolted surprised, “Shit!”

The tentacle extended further out as it curved toward Leila’s body. Leila looked at it with amazement but she didn’t move. Something in the back of her mind told her it was safe.

“This thing is alive!”

The flexible tendril waved between the woman’s legs, getting closer to her pussy. While Leila watched it move, a familiar dizziness spread across her mind and her eyes lost focus. Seemingly out of nowhere, an image popped in her head. It was the fungus fucking her. She wanted it to fuck her.

An instant later, the small tentacle penetrated her pussy.

“Ahhh!” Leila moaned.

She felt an unbelievable rush traveling across her entire body. The tendril squirmed inside her vaginal cavity, pushing its way further in while Leila’s mind became overwhelmed by a multitude of feelings that blocked even the slightest hint of reasoning.

Leila was once again under complete control of the creature. She didn’t notice a second tentacle projecting upward from the egg.

The beset woman saw the new limb waving in front of her face but she just kept moaning, unable to do anything else.

With a swift move, the tentacle pierced into her mouth. Leila opened her eyes wide, reacting to the sudden invasion. She felt the appendage pushing through her throat, into her esophagus. Instead of being scared, Leila’s arousal increased even higher.

The tentacle sank deeper and deeper until it reached Leila’s belly and began to suck the kaberian’s sperm out of the woman’s body! Her stomach deflated slowly as the fluid was pumped across the hollow appendage into the egg’s main body.

As the last drop of sperm left her belly, Leila reached an incredible climax. Her eyes rolled up and her legs trembled at each side of the egg. It felt to her like she was being rewarded for her good behavior.

Moments later, the appendage was pulled from her mouth and Leila fell to her side exhausted. Her self-control gradually came back but the wonderful feeling of satisfaction lingered in her mind, making it hard to concentrate.

Only after several minutes was Leila able to stand up and walk away. She was still so delighted from the overwhelming experience that she completely forgot why she had come to the hangar.

Leila’s state of mind was completely different than the day before and now the bizarre experience she just endured seemed so normal, it seemed so right. The creature needed to be fed and she loved feeding the creature.

“This was absolutely fantastic! My belly is so empty now that I feel horny again,” Leila thought, and then corrected, “Did I say horny? I meant hungry. Shit, I guess I feel both.”

Leila was barely out of the hangar’s front door when something caught her attention.

“Hey, there is one of the podonts!”

The podonts were local creatures that were very useful to move and carry heavy objects. Despite their aggressive appearance, they were very docile and controllable. A few of them were kept inside the farm in case they were needed. They were hairless creatures that walked on two legs that looked strangely human but the rest of its body was bulky as a buffalo’s and its horn topped head looked simian. Leila immediately got the idea to use one of them but for a very different purpose than usual.

“Hello my friend, I’m so happy I found you.”

As the beast picked up the scent emanating from Leila’s body, his cock began to grow rapidly.

“Look at that, you are getting excited already. That makes two of us.”

Leila sat on the ground beside the podont’s large body and gently grabbed its large cock.

“Oh god! Your cock is so hard and warm. It’s almost as big as the kaberian’s.”

Leila moved under the animal and crawled closer to the large, pulsating cock.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me but I can’t help doing this.” Leila thought as she licked the tip of the podont’s phallus, already picturing that enormous rod lodged inside her throat.

The horny woman opened her mouth wide and swallowed the head of the cock in front of her. Once again, her heart was beating almost out of her chest from exhilaration.

The podont felt the warm lips engulfing his sensitive organ and took a small step forward, shoving his cock deeper between Leila’s lips, reaching beyond her throat.

***

Back at the farm house, inside the lab, Carol was wondering where her sister was.

“Where the hell is Leila? She was supposed to be back here picking up the vitamins for the rest of the animals,” Carol wondered, “she has been acting very weird lately. I better go find her to make sure she is ok.”

Carol checked the grassland first, confirming that Leila was not there. Then she headed to the hangar. Just before she stepped in, she heard some grunting noises on one side of the hangar.

“I hear something back here. It sounds like a podont,” Carol thought.

“Oh my God! Leila!” Carol screamed as she saw the bizarre scene.

Leila was on her hand and knees and the large beast was fucking her from behind. Her moans of pleasure mixed with the grunts of the excited podont, as the beast pumped the woman’s pussy with all his might.

“Leila! What’s going on?! “ Carol ask to her oblivious sister, then she exclaimed, “Oh my God! The podont is fucking my sister!

Leila was completely unaware that her sister was there. The gigantic cock pumping her body so furiously was occupying all of her thoughts and all of her feelings.

“Leila, please! Move away!” Carol pleaded as she knelt in front of her sister.

“It is almost like she can’t see me! Is she moaning from pleasure?” Carol asked herself very confused.

Carol stood up and pulled at the podont’s arm but she couldn’t move it even one inch. The animal was also too busy to acknowledge her.

“Please get off my sister. Leave her alone!”

Carol couldn’t avoid looking at the large phallus pushing in and out of Leila’s pussy. As she looked closer, she wondered how the enormous beast hadn’t broken her sister in two.

“How can she fit that thing inside of her? It is almost like she is helping him!”

Without a warning, the beast exploded in climax, discharging a large amount of sperm in Leila’s pussy. The hot fluid gushed out of the tight cavity splattering everywhere, including Carol’s face.

“Aagh!”

The podont had an enormous reserve of sperm and it pumped stream after stream of thick fluid inside Leila’s bulging belly. When Leila felt her vaginal cavity filled beyond possible, she turned around and took the cock in her mouth, trying to catch every last drop of sperm inside of her body.

“Oh my God! Leila is doing this willingly. What is happening to her?” Carol thought worriedly.

The older sister couldn’t watch anymore and ran away from the horny couple.

“I have to call mom. She will know what to do!”

Carol reached home and sat on her bed, thinking about the situation. If she let her mom know about it, she would be in a lot of trouble for sure.

“Mom will never trust me again with the farm maintenance and I would certainly be punished for not taking care of Leila.”

Carol moved her hand along her face, cleaning some of the sperm with her fingers, “My face is still smeared with the podont’s semen. It is so sticky.”

***

Meanwhile, Leila was back in the hangar, offering her body to the growing fungus. The knowledge that she was helpless to her burning desire for the creature, made it even more exciting. She was now a slave and her pussy twitched just thinking about it.

“Go on my lover; push your fat tentacles inside of me…”

As if the fungus could hear her, one tentacle projected up in the air, aiming at the girl’s pussy and penetrated her forcefully!

“Ahh!” Leila moaned

Leila felt an incredible bliss as the lubricated appendage twirled inside of her, reaching desperately for food. The bewildered woman felt her belly flattening slowly as the podont’s sperm flowed through the hollow tentacle into the creature’s body.

Moments later, Leila was sitting on the floor, enjoying the lingering aftermath of another orgasm.

“My belly is completely flat again, but now I feel so empty,“ Leila thought, already considering another visit to the kaberian herd.

***

Carol went to sleep still undecided about what to do. In the middle of the night, she wiggled uneasy on her bed.

Carol was dreaming that she was surrounded with enormous cocks spraying cum all over her body. She could feel an unnerving combination of disgust and exhilaration as the thick goo slithered down her face and her chest to the bed below.

Carol dreamt about another cock spraying warm fluid all over her pussy. She couldn’t understand why she felt so excited. It felt so real. She was on the brink of an orgasm…

At that instant, Carol woke up and saw with astonishment that her sister was eagerly licking her pussy. Then everything became blurry…. She climaxed!

Carol’s body trembled and twisted under the convulsing shock waves of ecstasy while Leila kept her mouth attached to her sister’s swollen clitoris. Every touch of Leila’s wet tongue sent a blissful spark that prolonged Carol’s climax for the longest time.

***

When Leila came back from the hangar and found her sister sleeping in her sexy panties, she couldn’t resist the temptation to dive between Carol’s legs and taste her sweet pussy.

***

At last, Carol’s orgasm subsided as she lay limply on the bed, trying to catch her breath. Leila looked up at her with a grin of satisfaction.

“I knew you would like it…” Leila said mischievously.

When Carol recovered from the sinful experience she recoiled from her sister, trying to understand what just happened.

“Oh my God Leila. What were you doing to me?” Carol asked with bewilderment, and then she added, “First you have sex with the podont and now this. What is happening to you?”

“Sorry sis. I can’t help it. I feel so horny all the time,” Leila responded.

“I’m gonna have to tell mom. I don’t care if she punishes us for life,” Carol said angrily.

“Maybe that’s a good idea. But there is something you should see before you call her,” Leila said.

“See what? What are you talking about?”

“C’mon. I’ll show you,” Leila said as she walked out the room signaling her sister to follow her.

***

Carol and Leila walked into the hangar and Carol saw immediately the large weird formation on the floor.

“Shit! What is that?!”

“It is my new lover,” Leila responded calmly.

“Your what?!” Carol asked perplexed, looking at her sister.

Carol didn’t see the small tentacle coming out from one of the fungus’ holes. The creature shot a poisoned dart, the same way it did to Leila a few days earlier. The poison acted immediately and Carol felt her legs go weak. In seconds, she crumbled into her sister’s arms.

“Don’t worry sis. I’ve got you,” Leila said lovingly.

Leila carried her sister near the creature’s main body as a slim tentacle was already protruding from another hole. Carol wasn’t unconscious but she was unable to think clearly.

“What’s happening…” Carol asked barely audible.

“It’s ok honey, you are gonna love this,” Leila responded to her sister.

Leila watched the tentacle extend more and more as it analyzed Carol’s body. Finally, the fungus found the right spot and…

“Go on my darling. Make her feel as good as I do,” Leila said as if the fungus needed some encouragement.

The creature shoved its tentacle deep inside Carol’s pussy!

Carol opened her eyes wide and screamed from the sudden penetration. It was so confusing. She wanted to believe it was all a dream but she remembered waking up. The tentacle just pushed deeper, wiggling delightfully inside her tight cavity, touching nerves she didn’t know she had.

Leila moved around her sister and watched the tentacle with admiration. She wished it was her being probed so deeply, so wonderfully.

“God! This is so exciting!” Leila said.

Two more segmented tentacles protruded from the creature’s body. They surrounded Carol’s trembling body with a mysterious purpose.

“What are these tentacles going to do? Carol has no food inside of her,” Leila wondered.

Carol moaned loudly as the two new tentacles positioned at both sides of her head. The tip of the appendages opened up like a flower in bloom and pressed hard against each of Carol’s ears, projecting several microscopic tendrils inside of her head. Carol gasped as she felt a subtle tickling in her brain.

In a matter of seconds, a spark of realization popped inside Carol’s mind. She began to understand her purpose; her reason to exist. She had to serve him, the creature, her Master. Carol’s nipples swelled and her pussy twitched around the tentacle, sucking it further inside.

As the new guidance for her life was imprinted in her brain forever, Carol’s arousal increased more and more until she couldn’t take anymore. She climaxed harder than ever before! Her eyelids fluttered and all her muscles trembled in ecstasy. Her head remained in place pinned between the mind controlling tentacles.

Leila rubbed her pussy eagerly and observed fascinated as her sister was being reprogrammed. She finally understood why her own behavior had changed so much in the last few days. Now she knew why she was so horny all the time…

“The fungus must have done the same thing to me! This is so hot!”

… And most importantly, now she knew why feeding the creature gave her so much pleasure. Leila pictured herself kneeling on top of the creature she’d found outside the main gate while two tentacles fucked her mind and another two fucked her pussy and ass. She climaxed too!

Both sisters shivered and contorted under the throes of many more orgasms. Both sisters were now slaves with a mission.

***

A few hours later, Leila was lying on the grassland with her legs spread wide apart. She was eagerly waiting for one of the farm’s caterbugs to move on top of her. The strange creature had its three foot cock already erect and ready.

“Come on cutie. Fill me with your cock. I need your sperm so badly!” Leila pleaded.

The pinkish caterbugs resembled a large caterpillar with legs. They were another endemic species that grew well in the small planet. Their meat was considered exquisite and they were the most valuable assets in the farm, but given the size of its cock and the large amount of sperm stored in its body, now it was priceless for Leila.

The huge bug-like creature moved closer to Leila with a desperately slow pace, aiming its cock at her burning pussy.

“Please hurry babe. I need your cock now!”

With an unexpected sudden move, the caterbug projected its cock forward and penetrated Leila’s warm vaginal cavity, stretching her inner walls delightfully.

“Ahh!”

Leila felt a mind-blowing combination of pleasure and pain as the animal kept moving forward. She felt her whole abdomen expand to make room for the fat cock being pushed inside of her.

“Oh, yes! Your cock is soo big!”

A large bulge was clearly visible on Leila’s belly as the caterbug shoved its cock deeper within her body. Leila burrowed her fingers on the ground, anchoring herself in place. She wanted more!

***

Carol was still in the hangar, waking up after falling unconscious from orgasmic overdose.

“What happened? Where am I?” She mumbled.

It took her a moment to gather her senses but when she saw the fungus’ main body inches beside her, Carol jumped scared.

“Shit! What am I doing lying next to this thing?” Carol said out loud.

“I remember walking in with Leila but then everything became a blur,” Carol thought.

She walked hurriedly out of the hangar, looking for Leila.

“I have to find Leila. She has a lot of explaining to do about what the hell is going on here.”

***

It didn’t take her long to find her sister. Leila’s moans of pleasure could be heard from far away.

“God! Now she is fucking one of the caterbugs. What the hell is wrong with her?” Carol exclaimed.

As Carol walked closer, she soon realized that her heart was pounding fast inside of her chest and her pussy was pulsating following the same rhythm.

“Oh my God! I can see the beast’s cock bulging through her skin!” Carol thought as she knelt beside her sister.

An instant later, the caterbug discharged it’s cum inside Leila’s squirming body!

Leila felt the hot fluid spraying inside her belly, filling her body completely. Her eyes rolled up into her head from the sheer pleasure of getting more food for her master.

“The caterbug is cumming inside of her!” Carol thought.

Carol could hear the gargling sound of the sperm bubbling within of her sister until she saw her mouth filling up from the inside.

“Shit! The sperm is coming out of her mouth!” Carol cry out.

Carol was astonished at the bizarre scene. She started to feel dizzy again as her breathing became deep and loud and her pussy jolted repeatedly with increasing intensity.

“What is happening to me? Why am I so turned on by this?” Carol wondered.

Carol’s pussy was already dripping lubricating fluid from her inexplicable sexual stimulation. Then, without even thinking about it, Carol leaned forward and licked the sperm that dribbled down her sister’s mouth.

Carol was so overthrown by the delicious taste that she didn’t notice a silent creature, a flagora, moving behind her.

“It tastes so good!”

The flagora had perceived the strong and alluring smell of Carol and Leila’s pussies and it wanted some part of the action.

Carol detected movement with the corner of her eye and turned her head.

“A flagora! How didn’t I see it before?”

The flagoras resembled plants, but they were animals. They used their large mouth at the end of its long neck to capture small animals, but it was also its main reproductive organ and Carol knew it.

“Wow! Look at the length of its tongue,” Carol thought, looking at the animals open mouth.

Carol stared at the waving appendage for a moment without realizing that her coherent thoughts started to vanish one by one. Something in the back of her head had been turned on and her mind spiraled down into a semiconscious state.

She stood up and removed her bra without taking her eyes off the flagora’s long proboscis. Carol was now in a sort of hypnotic state that allowed her to think in only one thing… sex!

The slim woman took a step forward and let the tip of the flagora’s tongue touch her nether lips. A lightening spark of pleasure traveled up and down her whole body making her nipples swell.

“Ah…”

The flagora detected the humid and warm opening offered to it and shoved its tongue a few inches deeper inside Carol’s vaginal cavity.

“Ahhh!” Carol moaned loudly.

Carol bent her knees as the enormous mouth moved upward, piercing deeply into the woman’s tight body. For a brief moment, Carol recovered a bit of consciousness and considered moving away but the overpowering bliss radiating from her stretched pussy quickly erased that idea from her mind. Carol wanted more!

She plunged herself down onto the large flexible tongue, burying almost the entire length of the limb inside of her body.

As the flagora sensed the warm, cozy female enveloping its whole reproductive organ, it immediately began to secrete its semen from a series of openings on the tongue’s surface.

Carol felt her belly enlarging as it was filled with the flagora’s cum which triggered an intense wave of pleasure that made her eyes roll up into her head.

The excess of sperm accumulated at the bottom of the flagora’s mouth while Carol’s stomach kept bloating with the hot, viscous fluid.

Finally, Carol climaxed as well. She felt the blissful spasms of her contorting body pushing the sperm out of her mouth too just before her mind blanked out completely.

That day, the sisters realized that the alluring power of the fungus’ aroma that emanated from their pussies was stronger than they ever imagined. Every male creature, regardless of their species, was now at their disposal to provide them with the most needed sperm.

Now, both sisters were efficient sperm receptacles at the service of the strange fungus that controlled their minds and bodies.

***

Later that day, Carol and Leila were back in the hangar.

“This is so wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this but… I can’t stop myself,” Carol said to Leila.

“Now you know how I feel. Isn’t it wonderful?” Leila responded, then, looking at a tubular tentacles emerging from the fungus she said, “Look! He wants you to feed him.”

“It won’t hurt me, right?” Carol asked worried.

“Did you enjoy it when the flagora fucked you? This is going to feel even better,” Leila said reassuring her sister.

The fungus’ tentacle followed the heat that emanated from Carol’s burning pussy. Carol looked down at the waving appendage as it got closer to her. She was nervous and eager at the same time.

The instant that Carol felt the appendage pushing deep into her body, an overwhelming feeling of submission cluttered her mind. Her face quickly became slack and emotionless.

Meanwhile, Leila was kneeling beside her sister, watching another tentacle move around her hips, aiming at her pussy.

“Yes, my Master. I am full of sperm for you,” Leila said.

The limb pierced into Leila as the young woman moaned from the delightful sensation.

The women’s bellies quickly flattened as the fluid was sucked out from their bodies. Leila caressed her sister’s breast, admiring her enthralled empty stare. She knew perfectly well that Carol was enjoying this as much as herself. Leila couldn’t be happier that Carol was now devoted to the fungus, their new Master.

***

During the following days, Carol and Leila spent the day fucking the farm animals from dusk ‘till dawn. They just couldn’t get enough and they knew their master was always hungry.

“Are you ready sis?” Leila asked Carol.

Carol was flat on her belly over the soft grass and a giant kaberian was standing above her with its cock just inches from her anal entrance.

“Yes! I want his cock all the way inside of my ass,” Carol said with the certainty that her rewired mind gave her.

After Leila aimed the kaberian’s cock at Carol’s anus, the beast took a step forward, burying his enormous phallus into the slim woman’s body.

“Agghh!”

Carol felt the fat cock pushing her insides apart as it moved forward within her loins. Knowing that soon her belly was going to be filled with hot, viscous sperm, Carol was at the brink of orgasm, even before the long pole was fully lodged inside of her.

After a long while of slow, relentless pumping, the kaberian was reaching climax.

“I can feel his cock bloating inside of me…. He is cumming!” Carol said excitedly.

“You won’t believe how much sperm he can pump inside of you. You are going to love this!” Leila said with equal enthusiasm.

The beast exploded! An enormous quantity of hot sperm blasted and spread inside Carol, filling every crevice of her body to the limit.

“Ahhgg…”

As the overflowing sperm started to pour from Carol’s mouth, Leila leaned forward and kissed her sister. She was not going to let all that precious fluid go to waste.

Soon after, Carol and Leila’s stomachs were bloated yet again. Their master was going to be pleased.

***

Two days later, Carol was walking back to the house after feeding her Master. Despite her urge to find another creature to fuck, she needed to prepare the vitamins for the farm animals or one of them might get sick. She couldn’t allow having one less source of sperm.

At that moment, Carol heard the transport ship arriving at the farm. Her mom was coming home! She ran back to the house and hurriedly put on some clothes. Then she walked towards the hangar to meet Susan, her mother.

“Hi Mom, I didn’t expect you so soon!” Carol said as her mother climbed down the space carrier.

“Hi honey. How are you girls doing?” Mom asked.

“Everything is great. Things couldn’t be better. We have been really busy taking care of the animals.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Where is your sister? I brought tons of things for the farm. We will need one of the podonts to carry all the stuff.”

“I think Leila is with one of the podonts right now. I’ll tell her to bring him over,” Carol responded, picturing her sister with a huge podont’s cock pumping her pussy.

“I couldn’t open the hangar door with the ship’s remote control. Did you change the codes?” Susan asked.

“Emmh… no. It is probably a malfunction. Let me open it for you,” Carol said.

Carol had intentionally changed the codes and now she walked closer to the hangar door, making sure that her mother follower her. The she pressed the button of the remote control and the large door started to slide upwards.

“See? It is working fine,” Carol said.

“Yes. I guess there is a problem with the carrier’s signal,” Susan said.

As the sliding door moved higher than the women heads, Carol’s mother was able to see the large body of the fungus extending across the hangar’s floor. A few tentacles were waving up in the air.

“What is that?!!” the older woman screamed.

Despite the long distance, the fungus fired a dart at Susan’s neck with amazing precision.

***

Half an hour later, the girls’ mother was already naked, lying near the fungus with two tentacles attached to both sides of her head. She was being reprogrammed the same way her daughters were.

The woman’s nipples were shamelessly erect. Her mind was clouded with thousands of erotic sensations that cluttered her brain. She couldn’t think about anything. She didn’t have to. Susan was becoming a new slave and she loved it.

Leila was helping the process as she rubbed her mother’s clit with sinful tenderness. To Leila, now Susan was just another slave at the service of the fungus, her Master.

“Yes, mom. Take it all in. Let him show you your new life; your new purpose,” Leila said tenderly.

From time to time, Susan moaned softly and her whole body jolted as the last threads of resistance vanished from her remodeled mind.

Carol observed her mother’s taking with infinite pleasure. Her pussy twitched around the tentacle that probed every corner of her cavity, searching for more sperm.

Susan’s eyes rolled up and her body shivered as the enslaving process was completed. Now sex was the most important thing in her existence. She needed sperm. She needed to procreate.

With her last imprinted command still lingering in her mind, Susan stood up and got into position to start the procreation ritual. Meanwhile, the massive tentacle used for impregnation was already waving upward from the fungus’ main hole.

Carol had never seen this larger tentacle before. She watched intently as her mother bent her knees slowly, lowering herself closer to the awaiting pole that would plant a new seed in her womb.

Susan felt the enormous tip of the tentacle pushing her vaginal lips aside and as the first inches penetrated her pussy, an overwhelming rush of elation spread across her entire body. Her nipples swelled even larger.

Despite the inevitable pain of the first massive penetration, Susan couldn’t stop herself from plunging further down, letting her master’s fat cock impale her even deeper, while she coped with the shocking feeling of throbbing pleasure radiating in the most exciting way.

Leila could clearly see the shape of the large pole moving upward within her mother’s belly as her loins were pushed outward to make room for the pleasing intruder. She leaned forward and licked her master’s huge member through her mother’s alabaster skin that bulged out unseemly.

Finally, Susan felt the thick tentacle jolt as warmth spread inside of her. It was happening. Her Master was impregnating her inexorably. Susan climaxed too.

Leila and Carol tried to catch whatever they could of the white fluid that escaped from their mother’s crevices while she trembled and convulsed under the throes of a devastating orgasm.

Moments later, Susan fell backwards, exhausted from the blissful experience but she didn’t go too far. She was impaled so deeply that she remained upwards over the fungus’ body. Carol rushed over to kiss her and lick away the residual sperm that escaped her mother’s lips.

“It tastes so good.”

“Soon our mother will give birth to another Master. The three of us will not be enough to feed both of them,” Leila said to Carol.

“I guess we are gonna have to invite our cousins to come visit us. I think they are old enough already,” Carol suggested.

“That’s a good idea. Let’s do that,“ Leila said, “I’m sure our mother will agree with us. As soon as she comes back from heaven!

The End.

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Teaching Nancy

2010-02-18T00:01:00.000-08:00

Teaching Nancy by missadele

Nancy sighed as she closed the car door behind her. She had been delivering dry cleaning for nearly four months now, a fairly easy job, but still dreaded her last delivery. Most of her customers were fairly wealthy, snobbish, and made a point of being quick and polite with her, if not a little brash. No customer had ever really made her feel uncomfortable; not like Gregory Burgess.

Nancy tucked her dark hair behind her ear before starting the car and glancing in the rear-view mirror. She didn’t exactly try to make herself look ugly when she made the delivery to Mr. Burgess, but she avoided makeup. It wouldn’t have really been possible anyway. She had never really felt like she was beautiful, but she knew she wasn’t ugly. Her dark hair had a hint of red in it, and came down to the small of her back. It swept decidedly across her forehead and curved around her ears. Her eyes were a startling green, surrounded by thick eyelashes that batted in a careless, bored sort of way. Away from Mr. Burgess, she tended to be a very relaxed, mellow young girl; her eyes and body language showed it. However, as soon as she pulled up in front of his expensive complex, her narrow shoulders tensed, her collarbones protruded and her throat contracted as she swallowed. She wrung her hands and looked down at her bare legs. She didn’t have to wear shorts, but it was dead in the middle of August; the hottest month of the year. She rubbed her hands over her thighs, and bit her lip. She glanced one more time in the mirror, letting go of her thick bottom lip before stepping reluctantly out of the car. She felt exposed before she had even reached his door, noticing for the first time that day the way her shorts rubbed against the soft flesh of her inner thighs and inched up with each step.

Mr. Burgess had never actually harassed her, exactly. If he had, she certainly would have reported him. The last thing Nancy was capable of was letting someone walk on her. She felt a little shallow for a moment when she wondered if she would feel different were he attractive. Mr. Burgess was an older man; she guess him to be in his late forties. He wasn’t obese, but had a big gut that hung over his trousers, and stretched out the buttons of his shirts. He had large hands and forearms, covered in dark hair. She shuddered slightly at the thought of him, as she stepped up to his door. She rearranged the dry cleaning in her arm, to knock on the door. She stood quietly for a few moments, and used her free arm to wipe the small amount of sweat collecting above her lip. She had begun to notice something that was beginning to disturb her the most about the whole situation. Although her instinct was to run away at that moment, despite her being generally repulsed by Mr. Burgess, something began to happen as it had the past few weeks standing there waiting for him to open the door. She began to feel aroused, and could feel her pussy dampening at the thought of him. Her heart leaped when his door swung open then, and he smiled at her.
“Come inside, dear. It’s hot out.” He turned and walked away, leaving the front door open.

“Well…I can’t stay. I’ll just drop these off somewhere and be on my way.”

“Isn’t this usually your last stop for the day?” Mr. Burgess called out from the kitchen, where a cabinet door was open and then shut.

“It is, but…where should I put these?”

“Oh, just a moment and I’ll take them. “ She stood nervously, and shifted the weight of the dry cleaning in her arms, before Mr. Burgess came out from behind the kitchen. He held a glass of ice water.

“Here. One for the road,” he said, handing her the glass and extending another to take the dry cleaning.

“Oh,” she said, awkwardly handing the bundle to him, and taking the glass of water. Normally, she would not have taken any beverage from a strange man, least of all Mr. Burgess. But just as the thought of him had begun to arouse her, other strange things had been happening. As the months had gone by, each time she visited him she felt more and more compliant with his offers of inviting her in, chatting, taking glasses of water and walking her out to the car. She had declined nearly all advances at first, but she found herself agreeing, nodding and passively complying with most things he suggested.

“Take a seat,” he said, at that moment before sitting down in a chair himself. Well, maybe that’s a good sign. At least he’s not asking me to sit next to him. She turned and shut the front door, before crossing the room to sit on the couch opposite him. She crossed her legs, and her foot began pedaling nervously, bobbing up and down.
“Stop that,” he said casually, giving her a smile and glancing at her foot.
“Oh. Yes, sorry. Nervous habit.”
“Of course, dear. So how was your day?”

“It was fine. And yours?” She responded before taking a sip of the ice water. It felt wonderful sliding down her throat. It really was too hot. His apartment was cool, and she felt her nipples stiffen and the flesh of her thighs rose into goose bumps.
“It was great.” He ran his eyes from her lips down to her breasts, pausing there for a moment, before continuing down her legs. She felt a moment of clarity at that moment, and she looked about her nervously, and then stood.

‘I really need to be going. This is my last stop, but I am awfully worn out. I’m ready to get home.”

“Oh, I insist you stay for just a little while longer. Just finish the water, cool off for a few minutes, and then I’ll send you on your way.”

“Oh, I don’t mind. I’d like to actually get home and take a shower, I feel sticky from walking around outside all day,” she responded with a smile and began walking toward the door. He continued behind her all the way out to the car, politely arguing. She shook her head and smiled as she came to stand in front of the car. As she fumbled with her keys, still arguing, she accidentally dropped them. She quickly bent to pick them up, and as she did, Mr. Burgess leaned down to the momentarily exposed flesh that formed her soft cleavage, and ran his tongue from the bottom of the crevice to the top. She flinched and yelped slightly, bolting upward. She was shocked at the touch, at his audacity. She stood unmoving before the large, older man, who stood calmly and smiled at her.

“Relax,” Mr. Burgess said, and Nancy felt a wave of endorphins run through her body, and her shoulders visibly dropped down.

“Give me your keys,” he said, extending his hand. She gave them to him, knowing that it was not what she wanted, but did it anyways.

“Now,” he said, stepping closer, and putting his large hands on her warm shoulders.
“There’s no need to be afraid. Just relax,” he said again, and she felt another wave of serenity run up and down her spine. He dropped his eyes to her breasts, and his hands fell to caress her throat, and then his fingers began playing with the top button of her blouse. She stiffened a bit when he did this.

“Ssh,” he said, and gave her a reassuring look.

What the hell is this? Why am I doing this? Why am I letting him do this? Oh, my God. Although the complex was quiet, and neither of them made a sound except for their breathing, Nancy’s head was racing. She was still, as he began unbuttoning her blouse- out in broad daylight where anyone could come out and witness it. The part of her that screamed at her to push his hands away, get in the car, drive straight to the office and report this bastard was numb, and she stood passively, as his fingers reached the middle of her blouse. He stopped there, and ran his hands up the part of her chest that was exposed.

“Bra,” he mumbled, clearly displeased.

‘We’re going to have to address that eventually.” He ran his hands back down and she shivered at the soft touch. He continued unbuttoning Nancy’s shirt until he reached bottom, and then he walked to stand behind her. He breathed in her neck as he put his hands on her shoulders.

“Relax,” he said once more, and then he put his fingers on the edges of her blouse and pulled it away from her, and then slid it down her shoulders and let it drape over one hairy forearm. He ran his hand over the back of her bra, seeing that the clasp was in the front. He replaced his hands around her chest, and stood closer to her, pressing his gut and the erection that was now poking through his trousers against her backside. He carefully unclasped her bra, and she stiffened only slightly this time, as he pulled the cups off of her, and letting the straps fall down her arms that dangled motionless at her sides, exposing her breasts to anyone who may pull up in the parking lot or come out of their apartment. He draped the bra over the blouse that lay over his arm, before lightly putting his hands on her arms.

“You’re going to come back inside now, and be polite. Understood?”

‘Yes. Yes, of course,” she said, and began following him back to the apartment. Once back inside the cool apartment, her nipples stiffened again. This time though, they were fully exposed, and Mr. Burgess came to stand in front of her after closing and locking the front door. Her tits bounced gently as her arms came up to cover her breasts, but she stopped when she made eye contact with Mr. Burgess. He shook his head.
‘No, dear. Arms over your head.” She reluctantly put her arms behind her head, pushing out her chest, and making her nipples stand as though unashamed of the attention they were now getting. He came to stand in front of her and began cupping and caressing her breasts.

“I have been wanting to play with these for a while. It’s taken quite a bit of patience. I knew you had a fantastic rack. I think you have the perkiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he said, smiling, as he casually began tweaking her nipples. She held her breath, and a hot wave of pleasure shot straight down to her pussy, that she realized was now drenched.

This is not happening, this is not happening, this is not happening.

These thoughts dominated her mind, but she only stood there and let the repulsive man play with her breasts to his heart’s content. He stopped after several minutes, and she sighed in relief and also regret.

“You know, you have been very rude to me on several occasions. It’s taken a lot of restraint to not put you in your place right off the bat. But I think today is that day,” he said, almost seeming to be talking to himself more than directly to her. He turned and motioned for her to follow. He walked over to the dining room table, and motioned her to stand in front of it. She did as she was told, and was still for a moment waiting for the next command.
“Well? Bend over it.” Her eyes widened with horror, and she turned to look at him. He sternly pointed to the table, and she slowly faced straight ahead again, and slowly bent over the table, her ass slightly higher than her back.

She felt him move behind her, and then put his hands in front of her waist and begin to unbutton her shorts. He slid them over her ass and down her legs and left them there crumpled at her ankles. He slid his thumbs under the waist band of her panties before sliding them off, exposing her tight, muscular ass. He only pulled them just below her upper thighs, before standing back to take in the view. She breathed quickly in anticipation. He removed his belt and then placed his hand on her warm bottom, caressing her. Her ass clenched for a moment, and he slapped one cheek, and she whimpered.

“No clenching, no moving, no screaming. Got it?“ She nodded, but he slapped her again and watched in pleasure as the globe of her bottom wiggled in discomfort, making her whimper again as the skin of her ass began to glow red.

“No, what?”

She swallowed in confusion, but then understood. Oh, God this is so demeaning.

“No, sir.” He patted her bottom, then.

“Good girl.”

He held the belt in his hand, wound up, and sent it cracking down on her helpless ass. She whimpered more loudly this time.

“I will let that one go, but just this once. I don’t want to hear it again. Next time you protest in any way, the spanking doesn’t count and I’ll start over. Got it?”
‘Yes, sir,” she said, holding back tears. He sent his belt down again over her bare ass, and she fought desperately to not move or whimper. He paused to see if she would, and when she did not, he sent the belt down six more times without pause. Afterward, they both were breathing heavily, both in arousal, but Nancy panted in paint as well.

He bent down and removed the shorts that had laid crumpled at her feet, and then straightened up for a moment to pull her panties the rest of the way down, and then off. He left her bent over the table for a moment, her stinging red cheeks waiting in anticipation. He had put her clothes away, she realized when he came back without them. She was completely naked now, and she didn’t even know where her clothes were.
He then used his foot to push at the insides of her feet.

“Open up, dear.” She opened her feet shoulder width apart, but he tisked her.
“Wider, dear.” Once her thighs were wide open, he wrapped the belt around his hand again, and cracked down, sending a jolt of pain over Nancy’s inner thighs. It was even more painful, and she held her breath, and waited for the next one. Five more followed, cracking down over each ass cheek, inside her now exposed asshole and inner thighs. The last one even caught her pussy, making her eyes water and simultaneously sending yet another hot jolt into her groin. Her ass and thighs were bright red when he was done, and then he left her standing there for a moment and came back with some sort of oil. He put a small amount into his hand, and then began gently rubbing it over her hot ass and thighs.

“This will prevent bruising, sweetheart. Just be still.” There was something undeniably soothing about his voice and touch, and she relaxed again, and her breathing had returned to normal by the time he was through. His hands withdrew, and she began to sit up on her elbows.

“Have I told you to stand?” She bent back down in fear he would take out the belt again.

“No, sir. I’m sorry.” Her voice cracked when she said it, and he placed a hand on her back, and began rubbing it.

‘It’s alright sweetheart. Don’t be so jumpy. I don’t expect you to understand my rules already. Once I’ve taught you my rules, I expect you to obey them. If you don’t, there will be consequences. But right now, we’re going to take things slow. Just relax,” he said, still rubbing her back.

That word again, made her feel a wave of calm. She began to wonder if he had somehow hypnotized her. There was clearly something amiss here. He had done something to her, somehow, over the months. He had been planning this. He withdrew his hand after awhile, and then poured another small amount of oil in his hand, and then placed two fingers on the entrance of her asshole. Her thighs clenched at this new touch.
Oh, please no, she thought. She had never even let her boyfriends touch her asshole. It was off-limits territory and always had been. Of all people to be touching me like this for the first time! He just rubbed in soft circles, though; occasionally pressing a little at the entrance.

“This calms you. This makes you feel comfortable and safe. The feeling of my fingers near, on or inside your ass makes you feel happy, relaxed and submissive.” He is hypnotizing me somehow! she thought, and wondered for the first time what Mr. Burgess did for a living.

“Okay, let’s get you in a more comfortable position,” he said after a few minutes of rubbing her asshole. He put his hands underneath her stomach and guided her to a standing position. He turned her around and gave her a smile, before taking her hand and guiding her to the couch. He sat down and motioned for her to lay across his lap. She slowly climbed onto the couch, feeling more naked than ever, and laid down, her naked pussy pressing against the erection just beneath his pants. Her ass rose straight below him now, as she bent her elbows and rested her hands by her head.
‘Good, girl. Now, just relax,” he said yet again, as he began pushing at her asshole again with two fingers.

“Now, take a deep breath,” he said pausing, as he continued making small circles over her anus. She did so, and when it peaked, he continued.

“And let it out slowly.” When she did he slowly pushed one thick finger into her asshole. He began pumping it in and out slowly, and continued telling her that it made her feel happy, submissive and relaxed. And somehow, it began to. She began to enjoy the feeling, even when a second large finger joined, stretching her ass slightly. He continued pumping two finger in and out of her ass, and her breathing became more slow, and she realized she didn’t want him to stop. However, he did after several minutes. Then he slid his fingers down her bare slit, and traced his fingers around her wet pussy.

“Oh, that’s better than I expected. You’re extremely turned on,” he said, and began using the wetness from her pussy to stroke up and down her clitoris. It felt so good, her ass began to rise and fall with his rhythm, and she continued to when he didn’t stop her.

“Good girl. You’re doing great,” he said, continued to finger fuck her until she felt as though she could no longer stand the pleasure. As he continued, fucking her pussy more and more intensely, he began to speak to her.

“When you try to touch yourself, it will feel wrong. It will make you feel dirty, and you will long for my touch. The thought of anyone, including yourself, touching you this way makes you feel unsafe and turned off. If you try to touch yourself, you will be unable to achieve an orgasm.“ He continued saying things like this, and all the while Nancy did not really notice. She had become so lost in the pleasure of his touch, she could barely hear his words. He was pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy when he pulled his fingers away, and she moaned quietly in complaint.

“It’s time to calm down, sweetheart. You can have an orgasm when you’re ready for my cock. Okay?” She breathed out in frustration.

‘Yes, sir,” she said meekly.

He picked her up, turned her over in his lap, and then held her up before putting his fingers to her mouth.

“Suck them clean, now.” She took his fingers in her mouth, and tasted the juice from her pussy for the first time. Ordinarily, the idea would have disgusted her, but now, it aroused her even more. She sucked on his fingers until he was satisfied, and then he slid them out from between her soft lips.

“Stand up.” She did so without hesitation, the inner voice that had been telling her how much she did not want this becoming more and more distant. He unzipped his pants and let the huge erection spring out. He pointed to the ground, and Nancy fell to her knees, obediently.

“Suck.” Nancy tucked her hair behind her ears and bent forward, getting an eyeful of the enormous cock in front of her. She took it in her mouth, the head alone stretching her full lips. She began sucks gently, and pumping up and down. He held her head and began guiding it up and down more vigorously.

“Good baby, keep sucking.” Nancy looked up at Mr. Burgess, the man who was now beginning to possess her body and mind, and continued sucking. After several minutes, he pulled her back, and pushed her hair away from her face.

“Now suck my balls.” He held them in one hand, and guided her head down to them with the other. She took them into her mouth and began sucking them carefully, running her tongue around them over and over. He moaned in pleasure, letting his head fall back. She let go of them after a moment and began sucking up and down on his long shaft. Nancy’s inner voice was almost completely gone now, the longer she mouth fucked Mr. Burgess. His hands closed around her head, pumping her mouth harder and harder against his cock. He held a handful of her hair as he began tensing up.
“Good girl, almost there. “ Nancy was lost in the moment entirely, as Mr. Burgess moaned and let out a hot stream of cum into Nancy’s mouth. She choked slightly, but swallowed his entire load. Nancy finally let his cock fall from her mouth, and she put her hand to her mouth to wipe off the residue of cum on her chin.
“No, Nancy. Clean yourself off with your tongue, and then clean my cock.” She used her fingers to wipe the cum from her lips and chin and put them in her mouth and sucked. She then bent down and ran her tongue along his cock and sucked the rest of his cum into her mouth.

“That’s it. I want it completely clean. That’s good.” He finally pulled her head away from his cock, and lifted her chin with his hand.
“You did good, Nancy.” Nancy nodded, and leaned back on her heels. Mr. Burgess patted his knees, and Nancy stood and sat down in his lap.

“You did well today, considering it was our first day. But we have a long way to go.” Nancy looked down after he said it, feeling a slight pang of trepidation at the thought. He lifted her chin, though.

“Look at me, Nancy. Now the first thing I want you to do is promise me that you will not pleasure yourself. Not unless I give you permission. Not tonight when you get home, and not all day tomorrow or the next day. You will wait for instructions until the next time you make a delivery to my home. Do you understand?” Nancy nodded.

“And Nancy…from now on, you will not wear a bra when you come here. If I discover you are wearing one, and I will check before you even enter my home, there will be consequences. Unless you want me to bend you over the table again, you will no longer come here wearing a bra. Understood?” Nancy nodded.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.” Mr. Burgess smiled at her, but the smile was more from the thoughts of the lessons soon to come for Nancy.

Getting Addison Graduated

2010-02-17T00:01:00.000-08:00

Getting Addison Graduated by swriter30

Mother and daughter walked toward the school. It was 5pm and most of the teachers and staff had gone home for the day, which would make their plan easier to carry out. It had been a hard year for the girl, her mom had gotten divorced from the step dad that Addison had adored. So Addison’s grades had suffered greatly and a week ago Karen had been informed that her daughter would not be graduating this year. So they had come up with a plan. Karen knew the hardships that Addison would face if she didn’t get a high school diploma. Karen herself had not finished because at 15 she had gotten pregnant with Addison and dropped out. So she would take any action so her daughter would have that stupid piece of paper. This little plan would also teach Addison what power she had as a female.

At 29 Mr. Gray was the youngest high school principle in the district. He had work hard and sacrificed a lot to become so. Of course this was just another stepping stone to take his father’s place as the school superintendent. But none the less he liked his job as a principle, he was known for doing what was best for the students even if it did mean bending the rules. Because of this he was well like by student, teachers and parents. But as Mr. Gray looked at the file in front of him he knew that this girl was going to have it hard and there wasn’t much he could do to help. Addison Dodd had hardly completed an assignment this school year might as well passed a class. With graduation 2 weeks away he knew that there was no way she would be able to graduate with her class. There was a knock at his door.

“Come in” he called as he closed the file. The student and her mother (or so he presumed) walked in. Addison was a beautiful young girl. She had long light brown hair that was now pulled back into two silken pigtails. She had long black lashes that wreathed her brilliantly blue eyes. Her full pink lips smiled as she walked in. She was wearing a tight light blue tee shirt with the word Hollister printed across her round young breasts. Her dark jeans hugged her hips and thighs as she walked into the room. She held her 5’3” frame confidently for a student that was failing ever class she was in Mr. Gray thought.

The girl was followed by a woman that a second glance looked a bit too young to be her mother Gray thought. She was tall about 5’7” and in professional dress. She had a dark grey V neck sweater on with a white button up blouse underneath. The white collar of the blouse was outside the top of the sweater as were the cuffs of the blouse. She wore a black pencil skirt that ended a few inches above her knees. She had dark brown hair that was pulled up leaving Gray to guess at its length. She had the same blue eyes as Addison and same full lips. Her complexion was a bit darker than the younger girl’s. Breasts strained against the sweater and Gray could see just the hint of cleavage in V of the sweater and blouse. Her breast he guessed were C or D cup and looked great. Her body looked lean and athletic and Gray could tell there were some great legs under that skirt.

She smiled and extended her hand “Hello I’m Karen Dodd, Addison’s mother” Addison had told Karen that her principle was about Karen’s age but Karen hadn’t really believed her, kids were usually a terrible judge of age as teenagers. But she could see he was about her age and more hansom than she had guessed. He had dark black hair and was very tan. His shoulders looked broad under his dark blue dress shirt and tie. He had stood as they walked in but Karen couldn’t make out his cock in his jet black slacks.
She extended her hand and introduced herself he shook her hand, his long fingers wrapping around her small hand.

“Jason Gray” he said “nice to meet you.” Karen had noticed his eyes roaming over the both of them as they had entered the room and she noticed his eyes do so again as he said “Have a seat please.” As they took a seat on the firm leather couch Karen remembered that Addison had said that Mr. Gray was not married and no one knew of a girl friend. Karen hoped that it was true it would make this much easier.

“Thank you for meeting us this late I’m sure you go home earlier than this.” Karen started

“It’s not a problem to stay a bit later to help a student” he said smiling.

“Well, tell your wife thank you for letting us keep you a little bit.” Karen said smiling back.

“Oh I’m not married.” He said.

“What a coincidence neither am I anymore.” Karen laughed. Mr. Gray laughed nervously

“So let’s get down to business. I have been looking at your file Addison and I don’t see any way for you to graduate this month. So let’s look at your options at getting your GED.”

“Mr. Gray I don’t know if a GED is the best thing for Addison.” Karen interrupted. Gray looked at her not sure where she was going.

“What do you mean?”

“Wouldn’t it be better if she got her diploma?” Karen asked.

“Yes it would be better but I don’t see how that can happen, she hasn’t passed a class this year and there just isn’t any time to make it up.” Gray replied.

“But you could allow me to graduate couldn’t you” Addison asked.

“I could but I don’t see how that would be the best thing.”

“Mr. Gray…” Karen started

“You can call me Jason.”

“Oh thank you, Jason, I got pregnant with Addison when I was 15. I dropped out of school and had to go back to get my GED. It has been very hard living without a diploma. I think it would be best if she got her diploma. It would make it easier for he in the long run if she ever decided to go back to college.”

“But how could I possibly allow her to do that.” Jason asked

“Because we are willing to do anything to make it so she can graduate. And I mean anything.” Karen said smiling seductively.

“What are you getting at?” Jason asked suddenly guessing what they had come to do.

“Well I was thinking you could use some feminine attention.” Karen said wryly.

“Um what?” Jason asked nervously

“Well I know how lonely it can be not being married. Do you have a girlfriend Jason?”

“Um no, but I don’t know how this has anything to do with Addison’s education.”

“Well, you see…” Karen started

“God Mom just come out and say it.” Addison interrupted . Turning to Jason she said “Mr. Gray if you let me graduate we will fuck you.”

Jason was surprised as he had ever been; he just looked at the young girl trying to process what she had said for a moment. “You are kidding me right?” he finally was able to get out thinking that this must be a joke it was the only real explanation.

“No we aren’t kidding.” Karen said plainly. Jason turning to the woman hoping to see her smiling jokingly, instead she was straight faced and very serious.

“I can’t do that.” He said still not sure this was really happening.

“We know you want to, checked us both out as we walked in.” Addison stated grinning. It was true that he had looked but it was just looking to looking not looking to fuck. All the same he turned a little red at her comment.

“I’m sorry if you got the wrong impression but I was not checking you out.” Jason claimed.

“So you don’t think Addison is attractive?” Karen asked baiting him.

“No I didn’t say that.”

“So you do think I’m hot.” Addison said smiling. Jason looked flabbergast.

“I’m not going to fall for that and I’m not going to do anything that would put my position and reputation at risk.”

“We understand Jason, and we won’t tell a soul.” Karen said smoothly.

“No I can’t do it, I’m sorry; we can arrange a time to talk the councilor about getting your GED.” He said briskly as he stood and walked toward the door and opened it signaling that the meeting was over. But they didn’t move they just sat there smiling at him from the large leather couch.

“Well maybe there is another way to convince you.” Karen said and then she leaned in and kissed her daughter on the lips. At this Jason’s lonely cock twitched. It had been a very long time since he had even masturbated might as well fucked anyone. Seeing their soft plump lips pressing against each other sent a rush of blood to his cock and he could feel it start to swell just slightly. They parted their lips and Jason could see flashes of pink tongue, exactly who’s he couldn’t. He moaned softly as Addison sucked in her mother’s full bottom lip. At the noise they broke the kiss and smiled up at him.

Addison licked her lips as Karen said “Addy honey I think he liked that.” Karen then glanced down at his crotch. Jason knew that his bulge was probably starting to be obvious. “So are you going to join us Mr. Gray?” Jason thought but his mind was clouded by the possibilities of what was happening. Slowly he closed the door. “Great!” Karen said as she reached into her purse and pulled out a pill. “Here take this it will make so you can keep it up all night long.” She said smiling. Jason couldn’t believe he was doing this, but her eyes and lips were too much to refuse. He took the pill from her and swallowed it down.

“Now let’s see what we are working with here.” Karen said standing up and walking toward Jason. Addison stood up also watching her mother. Karen stood in front of Jason and reached forward and began rubbing the front of his slacks. “Mmmm, he seems pretty big.” She said over her shoulder to her daughter. At her touch Jason started swelling in earnest. “And getting bigger by the second.” She added. Addison giggled. Karen unzipped his fly reaching in and through the fly in his boxers and pulled him out. Jason moaned as she did so.

“Mmmm very nice” Karen cooed. Jason felt himself getting harder and hard as the two of them oogled over his cock. Karen walked around so she was behind him and reached around taking his cock in both hands.

“Ohhh.” Jason moaned, as she slowly started stroking him with her silky hands. Addison stepped forward.

“Wow mom I have never seen one that big before.” Addison said staring; Jason was now so hard it hurt.
He didn’t have the biggest cock that Karen had ever seen, but close he was about 8 inches Karen guessed “Touch it hun.” Karen instructed. Addison reached forward wrapping her small hand around his head; her mother’s hands were slowly working his shaft. Jason moaned at the touch of the three female hands on his cock. Addison lifted her shirt up a bit, as she held it up Karen began rubbing Jason’s head against the creamy skin of Addison’s tummy. Jason and Addison just watched as his throbbing cock brushed against her skin.

Addison slowly pealed her tight tee shirt off and over her head revealing the best sight that Jason had seen in a very long time. Her breast were larger than Jason would have first guess probably C or D. They were in cased in a white bra with pink trimming. The bra might have been a bit too small because Addison’s breasts seemed on the verge of bursting out of the confinement.

“Oh God” Jason gasped at the sight. Addison kneeled in front of him.

“Do you like my little girl Mr. Gray?” Karen asked, as she continued to stroke him.

“Oh yesss.” He moaned, so hard and throbbing in her hands.

“Mmmm good.” Karen replied. Addison put her hands on Jason’s hips as her mother began rubbing
Jason’s cock over her skin again. She trailed his cock head over the mounds of Addison’s breast then dipping it down into her cleavage. She moved it up her neck then guided it over her jaw bone. Then bringing it over the softness of her cheek and then ever so slowly dragging it across Addison’s slightly parted lips. Jason could feel the young girl’s breath against his cock. Karen pulled his cock away from Addison’s mouth but drop of precum was attached to Addison’s upper lip. She slowly licked it off.

“Mmmm.” Was all Addison said, looking up with her blue eyes, but it tipped Jason over the edge, he could feel his orgasm coming and so could Karen.

“Oh God I’m going to cum!” Jason moaned as Karen pointed his cock at Addison’s breasts. Karen felt him dry throb once then moaning he began spraying thick laces of cum. They landed on Addison’s breasts and neck. Throb after throb he came on her grunting each time. Finally her stop spurting and Karen gave his cock one last hard stroke back. “Ahhhrr!” Jason moaned as her last stroke caused him to squirt one last string onto Addison’s soft skin.

“Goodness you are lonely aren’t Jason? I haven’t seen anyone cum that fast in a long time.”Jason smiled a bit embarrassed He felt himself start to lose some of the hardness. But to his surprise he did not go completely limp.

“Hopefully that pill works.” Karen said as she moved around Jason and knelt down next to Addison. She leaned in and began to lick and suck Jason’s cum off her daughter’s neck and breasts. Addison moaned softly as her mother’s lips caressed her skin. Karen then sat up and gave Addison a short open mouthed kiss.

Both women then turned to Jason; looking up at him they opened their mouths wide, revealing Jason’s white cream on their tongues. Somehow Karen had gathered all his cum in her mouth and the shared some of it with her daughter. Jason moaned as he watched them swallow it down.

Addison giggled at his response. “I think he liked that Mom.” Addison then stepped forward “Are you going to fuck me now Mr. Gray?” she asked biting her bottom lip. She reached back undoing her bra. Letting it fall forward and slid off of her arms. Her breasts were so young and firm they hardly moved when released from their restraint. Her nipples were small and pink. She stepped forward and pushed Jason’s head toward them. Jason eagerly began kissing them.

Jason kissed the tops of her breasts them moving lower took a nipple in his mouth, Addison moaned as he did. His arms reaching around pulling him toward her. Sucking in as much of her large young breast as he could; her hands holding his head against her. He then moved to the other breast, lashing her nipple with his tongue causing her to gasp and moan.

Finally she pulled his head away her breath ragged. Addison walked over to the large leather couch, crawling onto it on all fours she looked back at Jason seductively, her beautifully round little ass swaying slightly. Karen had been watching all of this smiling and feeling herself get wet. She walked to Jason and helped him out of his pants and shirt leaving him in only his boxers with his cock hanging out. She then guided him to the couch kneeling him behind Addison.

Taking his hands Karen helped him reach around Addison and unbutton her jeans. Karen then pealed them down pulling them to Addison’s knees. Addison was wearing panties that matched her bra white with pink trim, and Jason could see that they were quite wet. This made Jason’s cock begin to rise to attention again. Karen took Jason’s hands and placed them on the waist band of Addison’s panties. Jason curled his fingers around the fabric and pulled them down to join her jeans.

Jason could see that her pussy was complete hairless and glistening wet. At seeing this, his cock was fully hard. Karen moved behind Jason and took his cock in her hands again. She placed his head at Addison’s wet slit; she rubbed the head up and down between her wet lips eliciting soft moans from Addison and Jason. Jason’s cock head positioned again at Addison’s opening Karen moved her hands from his cock to his hips.

“Ready baby?” Karen asked.

“Uh huh.” Both Addison and Jason moaned. Karen began pushing Jason’s hips forward, he allowing her
guide to him. He watch as his cock head disappeared into Addison’s snatch, then more of his cock until he was about half way in then Karen pulled on his hips bringing him back out except for his head. She pushed his hips again sliding him inside her teenage daughter. This time Addison moaned softly. Jason was ¾ of the way in before Karen pulling on his hips moved him out. Jason’s cock was now glistening with Addison’s juices. Karen guided him forward again and this time Addison leaned back against him causing her to take him in to the hilt.

“Ohh yes!” Addison moaned as he bottomed out inside her.

“Does that feel good hun?” Karen asked and she began guiding Jason back out of her daughter.

“Uh huh!” Addison replied. “He is so big!”Karen began moving Jason in and out of her at a steady pace. Addison was leaning back as Jason came forward matching the steady rhythm. Soon Karen stopped guiding Jason and began exploring his chest with her hands. As she did Jason put his hands on Addison’s hips guiding her as she came back against him.

“Oh god. Ohh god. Ohhh god.” Addison began moaning after a sometime. Jason loved the way she felt her pussy holding him tightly, her ass bumping up against the front of his boxers. He suddenly wanted his boxers off. He pulled his cock out of Addison.

“Oh god no!” she moaned. “Don’t stop!” Jason pulled his cock back in his boxers the stripped them down
to his knees. Addison looked back just in time to see Jason plunge back in to her pussy.

“OH MY GOD!” she exclaimed. Jason began pounding into her pulling her back against him grunting with each thrust. He loved the way she felt as her ass pressed up against him with each thrust. Karen moved over to the desk, leaning against it as she watched Jason pounding into Addison, his balls slapping against her daughter.

“Ohh Ohhh Ohh” Addison began crying out. She could feel Jason’s cock swelling more and more as he
fucked her. She also knew she was about to cum. She could feel it building inside her with each of Jason’s thrusts. Until she couldn’t contain it.

“OHHHHHHHHH!” she moaned as she pushed back against Jason as hard as she could. Jason kept thrusting into her sending wave of pleasure after wave of pleasure through her.

“Ohh I’m soo close!” Jason said through ragged breath.

“Cum in me Mr. Gray!” Addison said looking back. “Cum in my pussy.” Hearing that sent him over the edge.

“Oh Fuck!” he cried out as he came. Addison could feel his cock throbbing inside her causing her more waves of pleasure. They moaned and came together as Karen watched. After both had come down, Jason sat down on the leather couch trying to catch his breath. Addison sat next to him her warm skin against his side.

“Don’t think you are done.” Karen said to Jason. “Get that cock ready.” She said turning to Addison. Addison smiled and reached over taking the semi hard cock in her hand. Jason wasn’t sure that he could go again for a while. Karen reached back and unzipped her skirt and let it slid down her long legs. Between the sight of her long tone legs and Addison starting to stroke him using her own juices as lube
Jason began to get hard again, it must be that pill he thought.

Karen had on sexy black panties. He legs were as Jason had imagined long and lean. She turned around and bent over showing him that it was a thong that she was wearing. Jason’s cock swelled in Addison’s hand at the sight.

“He liked that.” Addison giggled. Karen turned back around and took off her sweater, leaving her in her white button up blouse and black thong. Jason could see through her white blouse that she was also wearing a black bra.

Slowly Karen began undoing the buttons on her blouse. It seemed to Addison that with every button her mother undid, Jason got harder and harder. Addison began using her other hand on her own pussy. Karen opened her blouse and moved toward the couch. Jason reached up and pulled her thong down. She had a patch of short trimmed hair. Jason’s cock was rock hard and he was eager to get it in something. Addison continued to stroke him slowly but he needed more.

Karen could see the desire in his eyes and that turned her on more. She straddled him kissing him passionately. Addison still holding Jason’s cock didn’t know what to do.

Her mother broke the kiss and said, “Put that cock in me.” Karen lifted her ass a bit allowing Addison to point Jason’s cock the Karen slammed herself down on him. The both moaned and Karen began bouncing up and down on his cock. Jason reached up and freed her large breasts from her bra leaning in and kissing and licking the best he could as she rode him hard.

Jason felt his orgasm building and knew he couldn’t last he reached down and rubbed Karen’s clit at the she stopped riding and sat down all the way with him inside her. He worked her clit, his fingers rubbing in circles. With each circle she could feel herself getting closer, his cock pulsating inside her. Karen soon realized that watching Jason and her daughter had gotten her quite horny and she was not going to last long.

Jason put his mouth on one of her nipples and sucked it. This sent a stream of pleasure that shot down to her pussy and sent her over the edge. Jason could feel her pussy clamp down on him causing him to cum also both moaning. Karen could feel him spraying into her over and over, until at last she collapsed against his chest. After sometime she sat up and looked at both Jason and her daughter.
It was Jason that spoke first. “So do you have plans for the rest of the evening?” he asked Addison. “Since you won’t have to worry about any more home work.” He said with a smile.

“What do you have in mind?” Karen asked.

“Well my house is empty.”

They all smiled and began dressing.

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Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it and will leave a comment. Tell me your favorite part or what could be improved. I also would like to hear if it made you cum especially from the ladies.

Nancy's First Massage

2010-02-16T15:43:00.001-08:00

Nancy's First Massage by Huge_World

I own this small massage boutique in a fairly affluent town. I have two girls that work for me and they were getting ready to leave. It was Friday night and I was waiting for my last appointment.

It was almost 7:30 when this cute young lady walked in. She was about five foot seven with dark brown hair and a very attractive figure. I looked down at my appointment book asking, "Are you Nancy?" I explained that the girls usually handle the female customers, but unfortunately they had to leave for the evening. So I asked if she was uncomfortable with me giving the massage.

She said, "no that's okay," and gave me a little smile. At least that made me feel bit easier.

After the initial amenities I led her off to one of the massage rooms. She explained that this was her first time here and in fact her first massage. She said it was a gift from her husband. Since he traveled allot he suggested going out and spoiling herself for an evening.

Inside the massage room it was nice and warm from the heaters and electric fireplace. After softening the lights I pointed to the hangers for her clothes and the bath towel draped over the massage table. Then I left so she could undress.

A few minutes later I knocked at the door cracking it a bit and asking if it was okay to come in.

When I entered the room Nancy was lying on the massage table with the towel draped over her behind. She was a pretty sight with her legs and half her thighs exposed. Her back looked so soft and smooth that I could barely wait to feel her flesh. But I had to control myself. My job was to give her a massage.

I put some soft relaxing music on and lowered the lights a little more so the lit candles had a calming effect. "Are we all ready Nancy," I asked." "Yes I am," she whispered talking into the table matting.

"Just relax and enjoy yourself."

I began massaging her neck with my fingers and then working my way down her back. Eventually I walked around the table to her feet and began stroking up the calves of her legs. She was so soft and her legs felt so nice. I spent a few minutes deep rubbing her muscles slowly working up to her knees. Then I started going higher squeezing and massaging her thighs right up to the edge of the towel that covered her rear end.

I was getting rather turned on feeling her warm skin and was beginning to get a bit bold. I inched my hands up under the towel a little feeling her thighs and massaging them. She didn't say anything. So I went a bit higher almost half up her thighs. "Is that okay Nancy?" I asked. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" I thought I'd better asked before she got upset. She moaned out with a sigh, "ohhhh... nooooo..., it feels good." I continued rubbing her legs and running my hands up and down her soft fleshy thighs creeping up higher each time. I wasn't sure how she felt about what I was doing, but it certainly was arousing me. My cock was getting hard.

My fingers were stroking higher massaging almost to her ass. Not being able to see under the towel I was sure I was getting close to touching her panties. Actually I was surprised she was allowing me to do this. I was expecting any second to hear her complain that I was getting too personal with her. My hands went up under the towel again, only this time I went a bit too far and my two thumbs brushed up into her crotch right at the edge of her panties. The adrenaline rushed through me as I expected her to jump up from the table. Instead she let out a deep long sigh, "Oooouuuuu." "That feels sooooo.... good." I hesitated for moment and then asked while my hands were running up her thighs again. "Keep going?"

"Oh, Yes..." "Yes..."

I continued massaging her legs and thighs. Every so often I would purposely touch her panties again. One time I caressed the bottom of her ass through her undies and then another couple times lightly touching against her pussy. Not once did she complain. In fact, she was letting out soft little sighs and taking deep breaths. She was enjoying this.

I decided to make the most of the situation and go all the way up. I rubbed my thumbs right up over her panties between her legs. My God was she wet. Her panties were soaked. Nancy was aroused by my touch. So I moved my hands to her ass and gently massaged her asscheeks through her underwear. Then I stroked back down between her legs making sure my fingers touched across her pussy.

She burst out with a deep long sigh whispering, "ohhh don't stop..."

"Does that feel good Nancy?" I asked.

"Yess." "Oh Yesss"

"Do you want me to keep going?"

"Yes" "Don't stop." "Don't stop."

I pulled the towel off her rear end. Wow, what a body. She was beautiful and such a gorgeous ass. I placed my fingers in the waistband of her panties just sort of teasing her flesh underneath. "Shall we take these off, I suggested?" She raised her hips in consent and I slowly tugged them down her legs.

My hands began roaming all over her. I was literally feeling her up rather than massaging and she loved it. I gently spread her legs apart and could see her pussy actually dripping juices onto the table. Then I slid my hand between her thighs and started stroking two fingers through her cunt. I could even feel her clit getting harder. I was so excited at this point that my cock was rock hard. Then as she moaned out, I just pushed both fingers completely inside. "Oh fuck, yes..., she blurted out." I shoved them deep inside her hot wet pussy making Nancy wiggle her ass as if trying to help me fingerfuck her own cunt.

"Do you like that Nancy?"

She only moaned, "Ohhhhh,... make me cum."

I didn't need to hear anymore. I played with her juicy little fuckhole with both fingers until they were covered in cunt juices. My other hand was busy feeling her ass and gently spreading her cheeks apart so I could see her tight little puckered hole. I held her asscheeks open and removed my pussy juice coated fingers from her cunt. Then I placed my middle finger directly on the center of her asshole. She tightened and clenched her cheeks. I wanted her to relax so I rubbed my finger in a massaging motion coating her cute anal hole with her own cunt juice. I pushed easily making her feel the pressure of my finger and letting her know I wanted to feel inside her sexy little butt hole.

I leaned down and kissed her asscheeks. "Relax Nancy," I encourage in a soft calming voice. And she did. Her body went limp on the table. I applied more pressure on her asshole and my finger slipped into her tight little bottom. "Oh my God....she whispered out in a deep sigh. Then I slowly finger fucked her ass. My cock was responding even more as I watched the way her anal hole heaved in and out hugging my finger.

I had Nancy constantly moaning by the time I finally withdrew and helped her sort of half kneel up. "Just close your eyes and relax," I suggested. Then I moved my hand back to her cunt slipping three fingers in and out of her. Each time I entered I used a different three fingers until my whole hand was covered in pussy juice. Nancy was moaning continually and begging me to make her cum.

I formed all of my fingers together positioning them right on her cunt. Then I started twisting and pushing them in while placing my other hand on her ass.

"Do you still want to cum, Nancy?"

"Yes,... yes... she panted out.

"Do you want to cum real hard?"

"Oh Yes... Please..."

She could feel my fingers burrowing hard into her wet pussy. "Do you want them all, Nancy?" I asked firmly. My fingers were half way in and her cunt was stretching open wide to take them.

"Is this making you feel real dirty?"

"Ohhhh My God,... Yesssssss...," she answered.

I put my lips on her ass and licked, tracing the tip of my tongue right up through her crack. I could feel her body shudder. I did it again burrowing my tongue between her asscheeks until I touched her asshole. I licked her pucker hard so she knew I wanted a taste of her ass. Then I leaned down to whisper in her ear as I wiggled my fingers deeper in her cunt.

"Do you like that." "Do you like me treating you like a dirty little slut?" And I backed away.

"Ohh, Fuck Yes...," she cried out pushing back with her ass trying to get my fingers in deeper.

When I said the word "slut" I thought she was going to cum right then. I knew Nancy was married, but her responses were like telling me it was okay to treat her like a dirty little whore. And I guessed she liked hearing it too.

I pushed harder and twisted. Nancy was helping by wiggling her ass on my hand. All of my fingers were now inside her as my knuckles continued gouging through the flesh of her stretched cunt.

"I'm gonna fuck you Nancy." "I'm gonna fist fuck you like a filthy whore." And I pushed hard penetrating her body completely as I stuffed my whole hand up her juicy little twat.

"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,....... FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!" "I'......M...." Cu......mmmmmmmm......iin.....ggggggggg........

"Ohhhhhh, Gooooooodddddddd,..... Fuckkkkkkkkkk.......Meeeeeeeeee........."

At the same time I tried getting underneath to lick her clit. Nancy was cumming so hard that she was nearly in tears. I started pushing deeper in her cunt and feeling the wetness inside her hole. She was soaked and actually gushing juices around my wrist. I was licking them up tasting her sweet cum juice in between sucking her throbbing little clit.

I pulled my hand back slightly stretching her cunt wide. I wanted her to feel like I had her cunt gaping. Then I quickly shoved back in fucking her hard with my fist. I could feel my hand sink deep in her body and bottom out against the deepest part of her cunt. She screamed,... "Ohhhhhh,....Fuck Me..." And I did it again. I made her cunt stretch so wide with my fist each time that she sucked in air as if she were afraid I were ripping her open. But then when I rammed my fist in hard, she screeched out almost as if her orgasm started all over again. She was cumming hard and I wasn't letting her stop. By the time I finally yanked my hand out she must have cum five times in succession. And she was till wildly moaning out telling me to keep fucking her.

I walked around to the front of the table as Nancy laid there exhausted. I dropped my pants and placed my cock to her lips. She was like a hungry little cum whore. Before I could get my fingers entangled in her hair, she had my cock between her lips. I held her head in my hands as I fucked her mouth. She was moaning out her enjoyment as her tongue licked at my hard cock each time it slid deep in her mouth. I just fucked her continually until my cock felt like it was going to burst. When I knew I was going to cum, I stopped with my shaft resting on her tongue.

"Oh Fuck!!... I'm cumming..." I just stood there filling her mouth. My cock was throbbing and I knew my cum was flooding the back of her throat. Her lips were firmly locked around my hard throbbing cock and I could feel her gently sucking. This hot little housewife was sucking the sperm out of me.

Once I was spent, I pulled out. I was exhausted and drained. I leaned down kissing the top of her head. "You're a naughty little slut wife." She glanced up moaning and licking her lips. "Mmmmmmmmm." Then I pulled up my pants and walked out of the massage room.

Ten minutes later Nancy came out. She met me at the counter. "You give a great massage." "When can I get another appointment?"

Happy V-D Everyone!

2010-02-14T00:01:00.000-08:00

Their Valentine Surprises by Sahara907

Part 1: HIS VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE

She had been flying for many hours and awake even longer. The overnight British Airways flight from Tampa to London Gatwick, then a commuter flight to his city. For a matter of four days she had conducted an intense, online relationship with a married British businessman. She was, in fact, his online mistress, arising each morning at 3 a.m. to cyber him (and herself) to orgasm. A mere nudge on her IM screen would bring her running to the computer at any time of day like one of Pavlov’s dogs—and she would always perform to his satisfaction (and hers). She loved her sexual role in his life; even thinking about being his mistress made her warm and wet. Apparently the businessman’s wife didn’t object to his online sex play, but laid down a firm rule against any face-to-face contact. The mistress occasionally kidded him that taking her from behind wasn’t really face-to-face. He’d just laugh and tell her to get back to sucking his cock like a good little slut. And when he talked to her like that, it greatly enhanced her performance—and the result.

The problem she faced the previous day was that Valentine’s Day loomed on the fifth day of their relationship, and she was mystified as to how to handle it. It was too early in the relationship to do—or expect—anything significant, yet no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the ‘perfect’ non-gift. The idea finally hit her on Feb. 13 and she rushed to arrange and catch her flight to England. Once she was on the plane, though she might fleetingly second-guess her decision, she was determined to go through with it. ‘In for a Euro, in for a Pound,’ was her feeling.

She knew what she was doing was pretty crazy, but she’d had more than her share of crazy sexual adventures and wasn’t too worried about that aspect. But, it has been over a year since she had been with a man, since before she left an abusive marriage. There had been a few very enjoyable flings with women, and a couple of wildly-adventurous, half-drunk orgies, but she knew she craved the taste, the feel, the touch of a hard cock. If things worked out, she was about to break a long dry spell. And try as she might to dismiss it as impossible, she knew, too, that her bold move might either end her brief but very satisfying role as an online mistress—or it might elevate it to a new level. That brought a smile to her face, and she blushed a bright red when a flight attendant passing by stopped to comment: “Looks like you’re having a happy thought.” Oh yes, a very happy thought.

A taxicab took her to his office—without a minute to spare, for it was twenty til noon GMT. She paid the cab driver double to wait for her, and entered the huge reflective doors of the office complex. It took her only a minute to find his office. A quick stop in a ladies’ room reassured her that she had somehow survived the travel looking fairly presentable, and she quickly donned the rest of her costume.

Standing now in the outer office, she looked perfectly calm and collected in her uniform-like black pantsuit, with white dickey and black bow tie in the V of the suit jacket. A short-brimmed black cap hid all her hair and was pulled down low nearly to her eyes. A pair of large sunglasses hid much of her face. She thought she might pass for a messenger, but also knew she might look a little too good. She carried a small attach?ase.

The receptionist looked up from her work.

“Yes, can I help you?”

“I have a special delivery for Bruce.”

“I’ll take it.”

“I must give it to him personally.”

“He’s very busy right now.”

“I won’t be long.”

A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button.

“Bruce, there’s a special delivery for you,” and lowered her voice to a whisper, “I think your wife sent you a stripper.”

The intruder blushed a bit, but kept her composure and thought, Hmm, close.

The receptionist returned her gaze to the woman and said, “You can go in but he’s very busy and he has to leave in 10 minutes for lunch with his wife.” The warning and the accusatory tone were clear.

She opened the door and entered Bruce’s spacious office and took a moment to take in the details, for he was turned away from the door, typing rapidly on his computer

Without turning around, he said, “Just a moment, let me just finish this trade or my wife won’t be able to afford to pay you.”

She smiled as she realized that the deception was still intact. Finally Bruce turned toward her in his swivel chair, saying, “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got. I have to leave here in 10 minutes.”

She removed her cap, shook her head once and her long, straight blonde cascaded down her back. Keeping her sunglasses on, she unbuttoned the suit jacket and shed it in a single motion by simply shrugging her shoulders once. One more quick move and the dickey-and-tie disappeared. She stood topless before him. She smiled when she saw him staring at her nipples with puzzlement. She knew they were her best feature, and wondered if he was beginning to catch on. His startled look told her that he more likely was wondering how his wife could know that his online mistress had long straight blonde hair and pencil-eraser nipples.

When she removed the oversized wrap-around sunglasses and finally broke into a huge smile, she saw his jaw literally drop.

“Oh…my…God! Gay!?! How did you...how could...you’re not...”

“BA,” she said, and then added, “frequent-flier miles.”

As he came out from behind his desk to greet her she stopped him with an outstretched hand. He clearly intended to embrace her, maybe even to kiss her. That would be going way too far. She had agreed to his wife’s rule about no face-to-face meeting, and was about to further to violate it. But kissing or hugging would, in her mind at least, be even worse. After all, face-to-cock wasn’t face-to-face, she thought wryly.

“The rules, Bruce. But, I’ve come to collect my Valentine’s Day present and there’s no time to talk.”

“But I didn’t get you anyth…”

“No time to talk Bruce. I’m here for my Valentine’s Day present.”

“Oh, shit, Gay, I didn’t know…”

“Not another word about it. I’m about to collect my present now.”

Gay dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbed eagerly at the impressive package that was barely hidden by his wool suit pants. She took the zipper in her teeth, looked up at him with pleading blue eyes and slowly lowered it. She then reached inside and extracted a long, lovely cock and immediately surrounded it with her hungry mouth, laving its entire surface with rapid movements of her tongue. She repeatedly brushed her hard nipples against his slacks and they brought heat and wetness to her loins.

He touched her head everywhere, with long slow strokes along her blonde hair, gently sliding the backs of his hands along her soft cheeks, fingertips tracing the lines of her neck. She felt petted and reveled in the attention.

Her fist grabbed the hardening member and pulled back the foreskin completely, revealing the full purple glory of his engorged cock. Her long tongue explored every crevice and ridge of his cock and spent time circling the base of the cockhead. A few random flicks of her tongue-tip teased the small opening from which would flow her present.

He reached down as far as he could with grasping fingers and found her nipples even more extended than he had ever imagined them to be. He took each between a thumb and forefinger and teased them—tweaking, pinching lightly, pulling a bit. She knew now that the trip would be doubly pleasurable for if he kept it up, she, too, would come. Her own wetness was already soaking her panties and she was glad for their last-minute addition, for she rarely wore them.

“Keep teasing them, Bruce, they love it,” she said as she reached into his pants to bring into view the rest of the package, paused briefly to admire the balls, then went to work with her tongue, tasting each and teasing the opposite with gentle, nimble fingers. She took each into her mouth completely and sucked gently, releasing each with a wet plopping sound.

Returning her attention to his glistening cock, she licked its length on all sides and took the swollen glans into her mouth to suck it, lick it and scrape her teeth along its sensitive surface. Reaching a free hand inside his pants she massaged his buttocks, then gently probed the entry to his anus with a circular motion.

He continued to play with her nipples as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth and throat with increasingly forceful thrusts of her head. Speeding up and feeling his cock begin to pulse she went into the frenzied face-fucking deep-throat mode that she knew would soon bring his release. As his cockhead continued to bang her throat, she began to tease his O-ring more insistently and managed to mumble muffled words from around his plunging pile-driving cock, “twist them, hard, now,” and thrust a finger into his anus.

He began to shudder and so did she as he began to maul her sensitive nipples. His forceful orgasm coated her throat and the inside of her mouth and she worked her tongue to try to capture every last drop. As his pulsations began to subside, hers continued throughout her body and she tried to maintain her concentration on gobbling down every last drop of her Valentine’s Day present. When he had finally stopped squirting into her, she used her tongue to clean his penis, milked the few last drops from it with her busy hands, then gave a final sucking kiss to the tip of his glans, savoring a final taste.

On wobbly legs she regained her feet, wetness pervading her crotch, her entire body flushed red, her face one giant smile as she said, “Thank you for my present, Bruce. It was exactly what I wanted. Now we must both go. You don’t want to be late.”

She put on the suit jacket, buttoned it across her bare breasts, placed the dickey in her pocket, donned the sunglasses, turned to leave and hesitated, tossing him the black cap like a Frisbee.

“A souvenir,” she said as she strode out of his office, still flushed from her own orgasm, a huge smile still on her face from the thought of his.

---

Before returning to her waiting taxi, she put on a sheer blouse she had kept carefully folded in her attach?ase.

At a hotel near the airport she quickly checked in for one night to await her morning flight back to Florida. As an afterthought, she asked if there were a pool and maybe someplace to buy a bathing suit. The front desk clerk sent her to the concierge to obtain a pool pass, and the friendly concierge informed her:

“You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly. How long will you be with us?”

“Just tonight, I’m afraid. I flew over for one short meeting today and am returning to the States tomorrow morning.”

“Short visit. Successful, I hope?”

“Oh, yes, successful.” I blushed, then broke into a wide smile as I added. “As a matter of fact: Mission Accomplished.”

Part 2: HER VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE

Sitting in my hotel room at last, eating a room-service club sandwich and drinking iced tea, I reflected on my impulsive act of earlier in the day. By the time I flew home tomorrow morning I would wind up flying 9,000 miles round-trip to give the man I served as on-line mistress a blow job as his—and my—Valentine’s Day present.

I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock). I had discovered that he was, indeed, a very tall (probably 6-6) and quite handsome businessman of some means who had a very suckable cock, and that he was as mesmerized by my nipples as I was myself. I had risked the online relationship by violating the rule and wouldn’t know its future until I got home tomorrow and checked my email inbox. I wouldn’t check now; I wanted to savor the day and the surprise I had successfully pulled off. I loved Bruce’s sense of humor and his gentle manner as much as his impulsively abrupt commands without warning: ‘Suck my cock’ ‘Let’s fuck now’ ‘Take off your clothes and play with yourself’. This may not be the stuff of romantic poetry, but it thrilled me and I would hate to lose it. I wasn’t used to being told what to do, but found that it stirred something inside me in ways that I hadn’t experienced before. I also knew that there might be an upside to my impulsive flight to England, that the violation of the rule might lead to occasional further encounters, and that my distance from him might make them infrequent, but that might also enhance the intensity of them.

Tonight, after a long flight and an anxious morning anticipating my Valentine’s Day surprise for Bruce, I knew that I would sleep well. But this afternoon, I felt restless. I should probably have just bought a bathing suit and gone swimming, but I was intrigued by the concierge’s words: “You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly.” ‘Very friendly’ sounded pretty good to me for, as emotionally satisfying as was the blow job I gave Bruce, it wasn’t entirely satisfying sexually. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d really like to finally experience the feeling of a man inside me. It had been far too long, and the brief contact with Bruce had really just awakened my desperate need for cock.

So, instead of my usual exercise of swimming laps, I decided to go to the gym. Maybe ‘very friendly’ meant there’d be men there, or even a woman would be okay. Cybersex had been great, but I knew that I needed to satisfy flesh—and for flesh to satisfy me. As I put on the little pair of shorts and the too-tight sports bra that made my always-poky nipples very visible, I wondered if there’d be some young hunk in the gym, a muscular Adonis who would want to ravish me. Not usually my type--I usually go for the buttoned-down look--but it seemed to match my sex-starved mood. As I put my hair in a ponytail and looked in the mirror to check out my ‘look’ I was quite pleased with the fuck-me appearance I presented. It certainly matched my mood.

When I walked into the gym facility, I felt as though I were entering a maze. The bright lights emphasized the pristine whiteness of all the mysterious equipment and I felt bewildered as I looked around the room. There were two women talking to one another on adjacent Stairmasters. Somewhere in the back a loud noise told me that someone with some expertise was working out on a machine. I headed that way, hoping that it might be the ‘very friendly’ attendant.

You were punishing some sort of machine with powerful thrusts from your arms that made your pecs and abs—hell, your entire body--flare into definition. You made it seem almost effortless; instead of sweat dripping from you, there was just a fine sheen that emphasized your body’s perfection. You were sooooo not my type, well, except for right this minute. I wanted to turn you into a salt lick and was pretty sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth when you stopped pumping and asked, “Can I help you?”

“Well, um, er, I guess you could if you’re the friendly attendant,” you hear me stammer. At that, you sat up and for the first time I saw your lovely face and tousled brown curls. Then, in a move so fast I didn’t see it happen, you were standing in front of me, taller, nearly towering over me, maybe 6-2.

My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.

“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you to fuck me.

I held out my right hand and you took it gently in yours as you say, “Hi, Adonis, my name’s Gay.” You chuckled, and I blushed, at my Freudian slip, but you heard me try to recover. “I don’t know much about gyms, Dan, but I’d like to get a workout.” Your eyes opened wide and I knew I might as well have asked you to bend me over the nearest piece of mystery equipment and slip it to me. “Er, you know, get the blood flowing.” Oh…my…God! I must have sounded like a complete slut. He must think I’m some desperate old broad who’s craving.... Er, well, I guess I am.

“I don’t think getting the blood flowing is a problem, actually, hehe,” Dan said, smiling, maybe blushing a little. My eyes went straight to his crotch—I mentally slapped my forehead for doing yet another obvious thing—and, sure enough, he had quite a tent in the front of his little gym shorts. Oh yeah, I told myself. This is going to happen. I bent over the strange-looking machine in front of me, grabbed something that looked like the head-rest on top of an automobile’s front seat and asked, “What goes here?”

He leaned into me and his raging hard-on pressed into my butt crack. I wiggled my ass gently and rubbed his manhood, taunting and teasing, thinking only one thing: fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. His voice cracked a bit as he said, “Well, nor-, uh, normally your head.”

I bent over until my head was well below my butt, put a hand on the headrest and said, “Let’s get some exercise, Dan.”

As he began to slip my little gym shorts down over my ass, he cautioned, “I may not last very long. I’m pretty excited. But I’ll be able to get hard again in a minute or two.”

“Oh yes, you will, Dan. You can count on that.” I stepped out of my shorts, now clad only in sneakers and a sports bra, and felt his big cockhead poised at the entrance to my achingly-hungry, hot, wet pussy. I spread my stance wide, and pushed back against him, thrilling at the feeling of his manhood beginning to enter me. He thrust forward, tentatively at first, then fully impaling me with his rock-hard sword. The feeling of finally being filled again brought a tear to my eye. It had been too long, way too long.

Soon he was pounding into me with urgency and as his pace quickened I realized that he would soon be squirting his precious juices into me. I reached down between my legs and felt his full balls, teasing them a bit. My pussy was involuntarily sucking him off each time he entered me. I began to touch myself and immediately felt my own orgasm begin to rumble from deep within me. My beginning spasms brought a gasp from him, and he unleashed a remarkable series of spurts into me—at least a dozen—before slowing a bit, still sliding in and out of me as he wound down and I continued my internal earthquake. At last he pulled out of me and my shaking body sought balance from the headrest against which I still clung.

Recovering slightly, I turned to him and saw him glistening with sweat, muscles toned, a shy, self-satisfied smile on his face. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his muscular torso, then dropped to my knees before his semi-erect cock. As his massive load of cum ran out of me and down my thighs, I focused on our mixed juices covering his manhood. Still struggling to regain normal breathing, I licked his cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet mixture that is unique to every coupling but rarely unsatisfying. I tasted every inch of his long member, top, bottom and sides and concluded by licking my lips. My mouth absolutely craves strategic body parts, loves to feel them respond to me, loves the changing flavors as they perform their instinctual operations.

My hand grasped his cock and stroked it gently. It was clearly ready for more action, but I can’t help myself. My mouth went for his balls and I gently teabagged him, taking each nugget into my mouth, sucking gently, and laving it with my tongue. His cock was throbbing as much as my erect nipples and swollen clit; I grabbed the upright flagpole in one hand, regained my feet and pulled it down to try to straddle it, but he was just a bit too tall. He cupped my asscheeks and, almost effortlessly, lifted me, and I guided him to reentry into my waiting pussy.

I found myself impaled again, backed against a wall, leaning against it, and suspended by his strong hands on my bottom and his magnificent member deep, deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I steadied myself by placing a hand around his neck. My other hand grabbed my sports bra and pulled it up until it was a necklace. His eyes widened when he saw my long, pink nipples, which were throbbing again with excitement and seeming to scream for attention. He immediate latched onto one and sucked hungrily, and began to slide in and out of me. I grabbed the other nipple with my free hand and begin to abuse it, tugging, twisting, pulling, and he got the idea. Tentatively at first, he his used his teeth on the other, biting gently. Still plunging into me with regularity, he then began to bite harder. I gasped at the pain-pleasure combination and pulled his head to the other nipple.

Consumed by the lust that surrounded me and continued to thrust deep inside me, again and again, my head lolled from side to side; my eyes lost and regained focus. When our two pairs of blue eyes met, I managed a big smile and my free hand reached down to cup his heavy ball sack, fondling the nuggets and spurring him to deeper penetration and a faster rhythm.

“I think I’m about to cum again, Gay,” Dan grunted through clenched teeth. Oh yes, you certainly are, young man, and so am I, so am I.

“Come for me, Dan, and I’ll cum all over your cock, drenching it.” In fact my self-lubricating system was already doing that. His final forceful thrust began a series—perhaps another dozen—of ejaculations by this remarkably-virile young man, and set off fireworks inside me that had me clutching anything I can hold as my body completely lost control and shuddered violently in spasm after spasm that left me as limp as a dishrag. As Dan gently set me back down on my feet, my wobbly knees couldn’t hold me up. The sweet young man held me as I regained my land-legs. Our fluids dripped down my thighs. My breath was short, but recovering. My joy was immeasurable. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

“You know, Gay, I think I’m a little smitten,” he says as he strokes my hair and cheeks, softly, almost lovingly, and wipes away the little tears of joy that form at the corners of my eyes. “I could definitely get used to this.”

“You know what they say, Dan. You never outgrow your need for MILF.” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.

Under the scalding shower, I shuddered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my still-sensitive, coral-pink sex. I thrust two fingers inside myself and felt the recently-invaded space clamping down on them, accepting them hungrily. Two fingers pumped relentlessly and my thumb began to taunt my still-engorged clit, which again began to emerge from its hood. I couldn’t stop. The thought of the muscular young man had me creaming all over my hand and dripping down my legs again. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind as I fucked myself toward what would be a third wonderful orgasm in a memorable workout at the gym.

I heard voices outside the shower room and knew there were women approaching. But, I couldn’t stop. I finger-fucked myself relentlessly and teased the button that awaited one final push. My eyes were closed against the rushing water from the shower, but when I heard the voices suddenly stop, I knew they must have been shocked when they saw this wanton slut fucking herself like a bitch in heat. I clamped my thumb down directly onto my swollen bud and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming in ecstasy as I experienced yet another wave of wonderful spasms. They went on--and so did I with my fingers. At last I removed my hand, brought it to my lips, and sucked my juices from it. When I stepped aside and opened my eyes, I was staring at the two women.

They turned to leave, one with a dismissive exaggerated roll of eyes, the other with a wink, a smile and a comment over her shoulder, “Way to go girl!”

I blushed, then smiled, and managed to reply, “You should have seen the first two.”

From far down the hall I hear, “Oh, we did, we did.”

I was at first embarrassed at the thought that they had watched me sluttily seduce Dan into fucking me twice in the gym then fuck myself silly in the shower like an insatiable whore. But, I quickly realized that the warmth I felt wasn’t from embarrassment. In fact, I was utterly thrilled that my wanton behavior had an audience. As I thought to myself, ‘God, you are such a fucking slut,’ I felt myself grinning broadly.

-----

I slept through much of the long flight home to Florida the next day and thought very little about the events of the previous day—or their consequences. Only when I was finally back in my little beach place did I check my email and find one from Bruce: “Sorry we couldn’t spend more time together. I hope Dan proved to be an adequate Valentine’s Day present. Bruce”

I sighed contentedly, giggled a bit at his cleverness at finding me yesterday, and immediately replied: “Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

Sarahhh Loves Dick

2010-02-13T03:16:00.000-08:00

I Love Dick by Sarahhh

"I am not a hooker!" I screamed at my roommate Julia.

Julia and I had just begun our junior year of college. We had shared a dorm room since we were freshmen. Julia, a willowy black-haired beauty with incredibly long legs and small but firm breasts made rather unique by huge nipples, often slept in my bed. Or I slept in hers. Neither one of us had found a frat rat yet who could spell cunnilingus, let alone do it very well.

"Sarah, you just showed me four one hundred dollar bills and said you got them for doing some dude," Julia replied snidely.

"It was an accident! The guy thought I was a hooker, and one thing just led to another."

"Maybe it was that 'I LOVE DICK' T-shirt you are wearing. Not only are the words sexually suggestive, but the shirt is too tight and you're not wearing a bra."

It was a Steelers novelty T-shirt, black with gold lettering. Under the 'I LOVE DICK' in big letters was the word 'LeBeau' in much smaller letters. Dick Lebeau is the Pittsburgh Steelers Defensive Coordinator.

"Well, the damn shirt shrunk!" I snapped, not able to think of much else to say.

"Just where did this hookup happen?" Julia asked, frowning disapprovingly at me.

"You know that big truck stop on I-79 at the exit where we get off when we are going to the Glenview Mall? The battery on my cell phone went dead, so I stopped to use one of those outside pay phones at the truck stop."

"That truck stop is notorious for being a hooker hangout. I read it in the paper a couple months ago."

"Like I knew."

Now Julia had a strange look on her face. "So tell me exactly what happened—every little detail—and don't leave anything out."

I did.

* * *

The man in the silver Mercedes had pulled up to me as I stood at the phone, having just hung up. His window was down. He was quite distinguished-looking in a tweed sports jacket, blue shirt with a button-down collar, and a darker solid blue tie that had some sort of emblem on it. I guessed his age to be mid-thirties.

"Miss, could you help me?" he asked. "I have a problem."

"Hey, I'll try. What do you need?"

He smiled. Perfect teeth. I liked his smile. He removed his sunglasses. Not that he needed them at the moment. It looked like it was about to rain. I liked his eyes, too. I thought he seemed okay, so I smiled back.

"How much?" he inquired.

"How much for what?" I asked, confused. "How much to use the phone?"

He stared at my chest. "No young lady, how much for you to prove to me that you love dick?"

"Huh?"

"Your shirt." He laughed.

"Oh yeah, I get a lot of comments on it." Then I laughed. "I have some other funny ones too. Actually, they are downright raunchy."

"So you must be a Steelers fan. Me too. Do you like to gamble? Would you like to make a little wager?"

"On the first game of the season against the Titans? Sure, I'll take the Steelers, and you can have the points. The Steelers are gonna kick some butt in that one!"

We chatted about the Steelers for several minutes. He seemed very friendly and nice. I didn't really suspect anything unusual, and he didn't make me feel wary at all.

"My name is James," he offered. "What's yours?"

"Sarah."

Suddenly he stretched his arm out the window. The Rolex looked very expensive. In his hand was a crisp new one hundred dollar bill. "Please take it, Sarah, so you have some money to bet with."

I'm sure I looked somewhat perplexed, but my hand did reach out and take the money. "So what's the bet you want to make, James?"

Just then it started to rain quite hard.

"Why don't you get in, Sarah? You don't want to get soaked. I'd like to talk to you some more."

I did get in. I'm not sure exactly why, but I did. He pulled his car over to where some tractors and semi-trailers were parked. Nobody was in any of the trucks that I could see.

"So what's the bet?" I asked again.

"Hey, I just picked up some wine coolers at the state store." He reached over into the backseat and fetched the four-pack. "Tea Breeze, and cold. Do you want one?"

"Oh, I really like those! But I'm not legal—only twenty. If that doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me."

James chuckled. "It would bother me a lot more if you were under eighteen." He handed me one of the coolers and took one for himself.

We drank them and talked some more about the Steelers. Both of us were very excited about the upcoming season and the possibility of returning to Super Bowl glory. He opened the glove compartment and pulled out his Game Boy Advance.

"Oh, so this is what you want to play and bet on?" I inquired.

"Maybe. I have Madden, but you need more cash to bet with, 'eh? The more money you have, the more money you can win."

"Makes sense to me," I purred. All this talk of green was starting to go my head, especially since I had exactly $23.42 in my bank account and only some change in my purse.

James pulled out the wallet in his jacket pocket and extracted another one hundred dollar bill. He handed it to me, but when I went to take it, he didn't let go. "I can't help but notice you are not wearing a bra, Sarah, and it is obvious you are quite well-endowed. Ever do wet T-shirt contests?"

"Oh sure, but not in this black T-shirt. White is preferable because you can see through it better. Hey, if I'm going to enter the contest, I want to win, ya know?"

"Yes, and I be you've won your share. How about spring break? Did you ever flash?"

I took another wine cooler, and felt a strange desire to be a little bolder with this guy. After taking a couple of sips, I said matter-of-factly, "Let's see, half the guys on spring break at Panama City two years ago probably have a pic of my boobs. And last year on spring break in Mazatlan . . ."

"You can have this hundred dollar bill if you take off your shirt."

I'm sure I looked a bit apprehensive at first, but I started to do it. When I had lifted my shirt from the bottom with one hand until he could see almost to my nipples and then stopped, he let go of the C-note. I put it in the front pocket of my denim cut-offs with the other one. Then I took the shirt all the way off.

"Wow!" he blurted. "You are totally gorgeous. I love redheads, anyway." He stared at my chest. "And those incredible big brown eyes . . ."

"My eyes are blue, James. We better get to playing the game and the bet soon. Classes start for me tomorrow at State, and I have a million things to do. Yeah, and I have an eight o'clock class tomorrow—that sucks!"

For a moment he looked a little taken back. "Yes, let's get down to it. I'm ready." He pulled his wallet from his jacket pocket again and took out two more hundred dollar bills and placed them on the dashboard. "You have two hundred, and there is mine."

"Okay, and what's the bet, James?"

"I'll bet you two hundred dollars you can't get all of my penis in your pretty painted mouth."

"Say what?"

"Sarah, so how about it?" His eyes begged. I still wasn't frightened in the least.

I contemplated the matter momentarily, recalling the "biggest" guy I ever sucked off, a basketball player I had dated briefly last semester. The dude really enjoyed making me gag. I reached over and put my hand in James' lap. He felt hard but not that big. I unzipped him and struggled a bit to get his cock out of his pants. By the time I did get it out, he was rock-hard but still not all that big, about your average six inches or so I estimated. Maybe a little bigger, but definitely not something I didn't think I could deep-throat. After all, I had practiced on some huge pickles before I ever sucked a real cock.

"You must need a blowjob really bad to pay $400 for one, I guess," I cooed, and I couldn't help but giggle.

"I need a blowjob real bad from the hottest redhead I have ever seen," he responded rather seriously.

"Oh, what the hell," I muttered with a shrug, and put my two C-notes on the dashboard next to his.

"Let's get out of the car," he suggested. "Nobody is around. I'd rather be standing with you on your knees."

"Whatever, dude, it's your blowjob."

We got out of the Mercedes. He leaned against it, and I got down in front of him. I placed my large purse under my knees so they wouldn't get scraped on the pavement.

James dropped his pants to his ankles. "Okay baby, suck it! Suck it good!"

"Does your penis have a name? Most dudes have a name for their dick. Why, I don't know. My pussy doesn't have a name."

"As a matter of fact, it does have a name. I call it Charlie the Tuna Tamer."

"That's a cute name. Well, let's take Charlie for a trip down my throat, shall we?"

"Oh yeah! Do you mind if I talk to you like a whore?"

"If it helps you get off quicker, go for it. Fellatio is the one act where I don't mind premature ejaculation."

"Suck it bitch! Tickle your tonsils and breathe through your ears, you spunk guzzling gutter slut!"

I began to play with his cock with my hands and traced my lips with the head.

"Ready or not, hear you cum," I purred.

"Gobble it, you chatty cunt!" he blurted. "You talk too much for a stupid fucking whore. Just play the skin flute. Make Charlie spit, bitch! Go get your pearl necklace."

I covered my teeth with my lips, put him in my mouth, and slid my moistened tongue over the head until my lips closed around the shaft just behind the corona. I began to slide him in and out of my mouth, mixing it up by licking the sensitive underside of his shaft and family jewels, and then I softly blew on the moistened areas. I gripped the base of his cock with my left hand and slid it in tandem with my mouth while I fondled his balls with my right hand. His heavy breathing, moans of pleasure, and dirty words told me I was on the right track.

"Oh yeah, you fucking cocksucker . . . ohhhh yeah . . . ahhhh you slutty fucking cunt . . . oh yeah . . . ohhhhh yeah . . ."

After only a few minutes, I could tell his climax was close. I began to deep-throat him. All the way in and all the way out—over and over as fast as I could. James began to thrust his hips upwards to meet my eager mouth. Deeper and deeper down my throat. When he was on the edge of orgasm, I practically stopped doing anything except hold him tight by his ass cheeks and let him fuck my mouth.

"Ohhhh you dirty fucking cocksucking whore . . . ahhhhh . . . oh yeah . . . ahhhhh . . ."

And then James exploded spasmodically. I swallowed most of it. Only once did I come up off him briefly as he ejaculated. I let him watch his cum shoot in my mouth, as I held the head of his cock on my tongue. Then I put him back in my mouth and sucked out every last drop and held him there until the swelling subsided. When I finally pulled him out, I wiped off the little bit of cum that was dribbling from my chin with a Kleenex from my purse, stood up and said, "Wow James, you really did need a blowjob bad!"

"I told you I did. Thank you, Sarah. That was incredible! Best blowjob I ever had."

"Thank you, James. It's been a pleasure meeting you." I reached into the Mercedes and took the four bills from the dashboard. "A real pleasure."

"The pleasure has been all mine, Sarah."

I got out, went to my own car, and drove away.

* * *

After I finished telling Julia the story, she remained silent for several minutes, seemingly mulling over the episode. "Damn girlfriend, you got $400 just for sucking some guy's dick? We'd be rich if the frat rats paid for it like that. The most we get is a few big plastic glasses of warm foamy beer."

"Exactly my thoughts."

"You poor girl, you got him off, but he didn't do anything for you. Would you like me to fix that?"

Julia didn't wait for an answer. She pulled my T-shirt over my head, and then she unbuttoned and unzipped my denim cut-offs and pulled them and my panties off. Her ravishing tongue went quickly to work.

* * *

The next morning Julia and I went to our eight o'clock class, Myths and Rituals of Creation and Procreation, taught by James Manchester, PhD. He was new to the university. We got settled at our desks as did the other students. The professor then walked in. I sat through his lecture in a state of semi-shock.

When he finished and the students began to file out, I lingered so I could be the last, and I spoke to Dr. Manchester briefly.

"What's up with you, Sarah?" Julia questioned when I met her in the hall. "You looked freaked-out or something."

"I won't be going to that class with you any more, Julia. I'll be getting an 'A' despite my poor attendance."

"Huh?"

"Our professor, Dr. Manchester, is the guy from the truck stop last night. I'm meeting him again tonight. He wants me to wear my 'I LOVE DICK' shirt again. Oh, and he is going to wear his T-shirt that says 'VAGINATARIAN' on it and show me how he won it."

Julia looked at me, now quite amused, and asked, "Does he have a friend?"

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Disobedient Wife

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Disobedient Wife by eromagine

My name, for the purposes of this story, is Debbie and at the time this took place I was 23 and Bill and I had been married for just on two years. We had always enjoyed a passionate but exclusive sex life and really enjoyed each other’s company. One thing that set us apart from other married couples we know is that Bill is old fashioned in his beliefs about marriage.

He insists that a wife should obey her husband in all things and I am happy to go along with that because, well, frankly, I quite enjoy having someone else make all the decisions so that I don’t have to take responsibility for what happens. I know this doesn’t fit in with modern views on marriage but my sister and I were raised by a disciplinarian father who always told us how to behave and had no hesitation in giving us a good spanking if we disobeyed (but never anything sexual – I don’t want to give the wrong idea) and so it was quite pleasant for me to find a husband who fit the same mould.

Anyway, during the first two years of the marriage, if I displeased him, Bill would discipline me with a little spanking. It was never vicious and became a kind of ritual, usually followed by fast and furious love making. On this particular day, however, Bill took the discipline to a whole new level.

I had been out with some girlfriends from work celebrating a birthday and Bill had told me to be home by midnight. Now normally I would obey his instructions but on this particular night I had a few drinks, lost track of time and did not get home until around 2.00am. Bill, of course, was waiting up for me and I expected that he would be furious but he simply said, in a calm voice, “Go to bed, sober up and I will think of a suitable punishment tomorrow.” I wasn’t too concerned, I expected that I would have to undergo the usual spanking ritual and all would be OK. I could not have been more wrong!

The next morning over breakfast Bill announced that my punishment would have to wait until the following Friday night. I was puzzled as to why he would want to wait but didn’t think too much about it until the Friday night came and Bill arrived with another man, whom he simply introduced as Fred, a work colleague, both carrying in what looked like a piece of furniture covered in a cloth.

“What’s that?” I asked. “Just a piece of furniture which will help you remember your duties as a wife” he replied as they set it down in the dining room. Now I was puzzled so I looked at him quizzically but he volunteered nothing I went over and pulled off the covering. At first I was even more puzzled – didn’t look like any piece of furniture I had ever seen. It was basically a vertical, T-shaped board with one large and two smaller velvet lined holes cut into it at about waist height and some kind of locking device. Then realization hit! It was a mediaeval “stock” like those they used to punish offenders hundreds of years ago.

“What kind of joke is this?” I yelled, as Bill unlocked the fastening and opened the top board, “There is no way you are getting me in those!”.

Then, so quickly I hardly had time to think, Fred grabbed my wrists from behind and pushed me towards the stocks while Bill grabbed my head and together they forced my head and hands into the cutouts and locked the bar in place. I am quite tall, lean and fairly strong for a woman but it happened so fast I had no time to resist two strong men. “Get me the fuck out of here” I screamed, more angry than I can remember being before. Not only was I a little afraid because this was totally out of character for Bill but because it happened in front of a strange man and now I was completely helpless, bent over at the waist, my head and arms trapped and, I could tell from the cool air on my nipples, my T-shirt was hanging down allowing anyone behind me to get a good view of my breasts. If I had known what was coming that would have been the least of my worries.

“Now Debbie, you are going to learn that you can’t ignore my instructions with impunity and it is obvious that the usual punishment has ceased to be effective” (he was right of course, but I didn’t think he realized it). “Fred is going to stay and witness the punishment so that any time you see him at a work function or on the street you will remember how you felt and will not transgress again. Understand?”

I was still expecting no more than a few hard slaps on the rear end so I subdued my anger and meekly replied “Yes Bill, I promise not to disobey you again”.

“Oh I’m not sure you mean that” he responded “But I guarantee that you will mean it by the time I am finished” and he proceeded to remove his belt. Still part of the game, I reassured myself and if he means to use the belt my jeans will stop it hurting too much. Then he went behind me, held my ankles and told Fred to take my jeans down. Now I was getting angry again – how dare he ask another man to undress me! Bill was the only man who had ever seen me naked and now a complete stranger would see me in only a thong. “Bill, what are you doing?” I pleaded. “A little humiliation is part of the punishment” he whispered harshly.

Fred undid my belt and zipper and slowly (I could tell he was enjoying the anticipation) slid my jeans down to my ankles at which point Bill deftly removed them. For the first time Fred spoke “Thong doesn’t cover much does it!” he leered as he took a seat directly behind me.

“OK Bill that’s …” that’s all I got out before I gasped as Bill hit me across the backside with his belt really hard and it stung like hell! “”Fuck!” I screamed “That really hurt. Stop this now!” There was a pause and so I asked “If we are going to do this S&M thing, shouldn’t we have a safe word or something so that you will know when to stop?” Bill replied, again in a menacing whisper “Well that would be stopping at your pleasure. This is all about my pleasure and I’ll stop when I am ready,” at which point he delivered another almighty whack with the belt. Now my arse was burning and I could actually feel the welts raising on my lilywhite skin. During the pause I could Fred breathing heavily behind me and suddenly I was even more shocked to realize that, in spite of my anger and fear, I was getting wet between the legs as well as crying freely.

The third stripe with the belt stung even on my now sensitive skin and my arse was burning fiercely but all I could do was scream “Fuck, that really hurts you bastard!” through my tears and after a fourth whack, I heard Fred say “Shit Bill, her pants are getting soaked and I don’t think it’s sweat!” I am ashamed to admit that he was right – not only was my arse burning but my cunt was as well.

“You’d better take them off then Fred. We don’t want them ruined.” And he and Fred then removed my soaked thong. Believe it or not, embarrassed as I was at having my crotch fully exposed to my husband and another man, I had to resist the urge to bend my knees to give them a better look and, in spite of myself, I was aching for someone to touch my cunt but I was not going to give them the satisfaction.

Now I was really struggling with myself. Being held absolutely helpless in the stocks, unable to move my arms or head and unable to see anything behind me but knowing that my husband and a stranger were staring at my cunt and discussing it as though I were a piece of meat, I was humiliated and furious. At the same time, my body was betraying me and I wanted them to touch me. After a few minutes, almost as though he could read my mind, I heard Bill say “She also tastes really good Fred, taste her if you like!”

Now in spite of the fact that I was almost dripping with perspiration and cunt juices, this was too much and I yelled “Don’t you dare!” Immediately I received another stinging slash across my already burning arse which caused me to scream as bill yelled “Don’t you tell me what I can or cannot do – not while you’re showing your dripping cunt to another man!” and, with that, Bill and Fred each pulled an ankle to the side so that my legs were spread wide and I screamed again, but this time with pleasure, as I felt a tongue lap at my cunt from the clit to my arsehole. Someone was squatting between my legs so I couldn’t close them and, to be honest, I’m not sure I could have anyway at that point.

It soon became obvious that it was Fred licking my cunt, as Bill came around in front of me with his cock sticking out, stiffer and more swollen than I had ever seen it. “By this time I was almost involuntarily pushing my cunt back into Fred’s face so that his nose was in my vagina and I could not help groaning. Then Bill instructed Fred “Don’t let her come – this is supposed to be her punishment!” and the tongue and nose retreated, except for one quick thrust of his tongue into my arsehole – which almost made me come anyway.”

“Just in case you were close to coming” was accompanied by another stinging slash which, this time, also caught my cuntlips, and then Bill said “OK Debbie, I’m going to give you a choice. Three more slashes with the belt or you can suck my cock.”

Believe me – no real decision to make at this point! To say that I sucked Bill’s cock would be to give the wrong impression. I licked the pre-cum which was by that time dripping from his cock and then he fucked my throat! He shoved his cock all the way into my mouth and into my throat and that made me gag but rather than remove it, he held it there until I stopped gagging and then he very slowly withdrew, made me lick the tip for a while and then slowly shoved it all the way in again. It took three times before I stopped gagging and then it wasn’t so bad. Fred was so quiet I had almost forgotten he was watching until Bill told him to fuck me “And she is here for our pleasure so use any hole you want” he added.

Now I was just a piece of meat with a cock in my throat and one in my cunt and unable to move, but at that stage I didn’t care, I just needed to come. With a mouth full of cock, all I could do was gurgle as Fred thrust what felt like a huge pole into my sensitive cunt and Bill exploded, gushing what seemed like a gallon of cum straight down my throat. I though I would suffocate because I could not pull my head back but I managed it, although some of leaked and ran down my chin.

Bill then nonchalantly wiped his still dripping cock on my face while Fred thrusted his cock so hard I was sure to be bruised internally. Fred then pulled out and I wondered why until he said “Are you sure it’s OK?” “Sure” said Bill “but I have only fucked her arse a couple of times so don’t damage her” and with that, Fred placed the head of his cock against my arsehole and began pushing. My arse was really burning and I really didn’t want this but it was useless to protest at this point, so, by tightening and releasing my sphincter, I helped him ease what must have a good 10 inches of rock hard cock into my rectum and then, as he pumped in and out, he played with my clit and that was too much – I came like a train, shrieking and pumping his cock with my arsehole so that he spurted a gallon of his cum into the other end of my digestive tract. “I told you not to let her come!” remonstrated my husband but anyway, let’s have a beer.

I thought it was now over and they would now let me go to my room to hide my humiliation at having two men pump their cum into me while I was helpless but, instead, they left me, hand and head immobilized, arse and cunt fully exposed whilst they sat the table behind me drinking beer and casually commenting on the amount of cum dripping from my arsehole and running down my cunt. They couldn’t see the tears of humiliation running down my face – humiliation at their actions and at my own animal reaction.

But the embarrassment wasn’t over yet. “Please let me go” I pleaded after a while “I am cramping up and I really need to pee.” “Do you really need to pee that badly?” asked Bill, unnecessarily because he knows I need to pee after sex and he has always respected my desire for privacy while I do it. This time however, he simply spread newspapers on the floor between my legs and said “OK, you can pee now”.

“You know I can’t pee with anyone watching I argued” which got a chuckle from both men and Bill said “Well, it’s up to you”. Now I was in agony, not only from a stinging arse and sore arsehole but also from a full bladder, but I managed to hold it while Bill and Fred drank beer, watched my cum slimed cunt and talked about football.

After about 10 minutes more of my pleading, Fred said he had to leave and Bill said to me “come on give us a show now, and slapped my arse with his bare hand. This was such a shock that I lost all control and my pee spurted down between my legs and out the back in a never ending stream, while Fred said “Now that’s a show!” This was the final humiliation, having my husband and a stranger watch me perform what what I had always considered a very private act but, in the midst of all this, I found myself getting hot again and when Fred left I was almost disappointed.

Then Bill came up behind me and fucked me again before finally releasing me. He then asked me had I learned my lesson because if it happened again I would receive the same punishment but this time with a different man from his work . “Definitely” I assured him – well at least until my arse stops hurting, I thought!