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Kate and Sally burst into the kitchen excitedly later that morning and told their mum all about their excursion. However it had been quite a tiring trip and Mary was not surprised when both girls declared they wanted to go to bed early that night. It was a bit too early for David, and Mary had half an idea that perhaps she and he could enjoy some time downstairs but she was reluctant with the girls being in the house.
An hour after the girls had gone up David said goodnight and gave Mary a particularly warm kissed before climbing the stairs. He pushed open the bedroom door quietly, not wishing to disturb the girls and crept over to his corner of the room. He quickly got undressed and climbed into bed, soon dozing off.
He was woken up about an hour later by a nudge and looking up he saw Kate crouched above his bed and grinning at him.
“Did you miss us?” she whispered. David grinned in the gloom. If only she knew!
“Of course I did!” he quickly replied. Kate leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
“Mum’s been in bed for half an hour now so why don’t you come and join us?” David was excited at the prospect and quickly jumped out of bed, following Kate across the room. He suddenly realized Kate was naked and she turned to him. “Take your pyjamas off, silly!” she instructed and he quickly took his jacket and trousers off and threw them back on to his own bed.
Kate told him to get into bed and she climbed in after him and soon he was happily snuggled between Kate and Sally, who grinned at him when he joined her. She too was naked.
“We have to keep really quiet.” Kate instructed David and glared at Sally who nodded, tight lipped.
David stretched out both his arms and the two girls snuggled against him, Kate sliding her hand under the covers and gently stroking the inside of his thigh, while Sally slid her little hand across his chest. They lay like this for or a few minutes, Sally gently rubbing his chest and tweaking his nipples while Kate continued to rub the inside his legs, occasionally scratching her fingernails against his balls. He had of course got hard almost as soon as he got into bed and his erection was lying flat against his belly.
Kate started to kiss the side of his face and he turned to return her a kiss on her lips. He snaked his tongue out and Kate did the same so there were kissing passionately and wetly in the gloom. He felt Sally’s hand slide down across his tummy and she gave a little squeak as it bumped into his erection. She felt her tiny hands curl around it and give a few experimental squeezes.
“He’s hard Kate!” She whispered to her sister.
“I know silly…it’s hardly surprising is it?” she hissed back. She brought her hands up to cup David’s maltepe escort balls and squeezed them gently, perfectly complementing the work that Sally was doing on his shaft. He lay back and closed his eyes. Kate was still kissing the side of his face and then moved down to his neck, all the while squeezing and caressing his balls while Sally had now started to wank him.
Kate started to kiss down David’s chest and the two girls between them eased the covers back until the soft moonlight bathed their bodies. David looked down to where his erection was pointing upwards and Sally’s hand continued to slide up and down it. Suddenly he could hold out no longer and with a muffled grunt he came, sending a splash of semen jerking from the end of his cock over Sally’s hands. Luckily Kate got out of the way in time.
Sally let go of David’s shaft and grabbed a towel from her bedside table, wiping her hands carefully.
“Will you do me now?” she whispered to David. David nodded happily and then an idea occurred to him.
“Would you like me to do something special to you?” In the dark David could see that Sally’s expression was a mixture of puzzlement and excitement. She nodded.
“Yes please!” she whispered. David told her to lie on her back and he quickly turned on to his side and started to kiss her lips.
Sally had been looking forward to this all day. She longed to feel David’s lips on her mouth again and she opened her mouth slightly, hoping David would slide his tongue in. He did! He seemed surprised that she knew how to do this and Sally closed her eyes enjoying the warm feeling as they French kissed. She longed for his fingers to trail between her legs and was surprised that he hadn’t done so already.
David started to kiss her neck, which she really liked and then she opened her eyes in amazement as he started to kiss even further down! Surely he wasn’t going to…he was! Just like Kate used to do, David began to kiss her breasts! It felt fantastic! It was like little electric shocks going through her. He was even using his tongue and teeth on her nipples! This was amazing!
She screwed her eyes tightly shut, giving herself up to the wonderful feelings coursing through her body. Just when she thought things couldn’t get any better, he started to kiss down lower, threading his tongue and lips along her tummy and down towards her waist.
Surely not… no…no…no… suddenly she felt it…his lips between her legs! She carefully lifted her head up and gazed down and sure enough there was David’s head between her legs, his tongue twirling or at the top of her pussy! She dropped her head back on the pillow. This was it! This was as good as it gets! She felt movement manavgat escort next to her and turned to look at her sister who was gazing at her with astonishment. Kate raised her eyebrows and Sally did the same. What was he doing?
Quite frankly she didn’t care as the most amazing feelings seem to be twitching through her pussy. Suddenly she could take it no more and grabbing David’s head she pulled it tight against her pussy as the most amazing orgasm thunder through her tiny body. It was all she could do not to cry out as she came with a thunderous climax which, all too soon, began to ebb tantalisingly away.
She gave a small sigh as David began to kiss back up her body again and then give her a final kiss on the lips before slumping on to his side again. Sally quickly licked her lips. So that’s what she tasted like! She turned to look at David.
“Did you enjoy that?” Sally could only nod.
“That was lovely David…” she muttered. Kate’s voice rasped from the other side.
“Where did you learn to do that?” From your mum, David wanted to blurt out! He casually explained that he had learnt it back at home with Beth and hoped they would accept this explanation. “Will you do it to me?” Kate asked excitedly. David nodded and Kate quickly got onto her back as David turned and slid down her body.
The next 5 minutes were sensational… David’s tongue worked magic on her pussy and the orgasm, when it came, was the best ever!
The three of them lay exhausted the next few minutes. Kate turned to David.
“Do girls do that sort of thing to boys?” She whispered. David grinned to himself. He had been hoping she would ask this and went on to explain what oral sex was all about.
“Would you like me to do it to you?”
“Yes please!” David whispered, his heart leaping.
The covers were already pulled back and Kate shuffled down the bed until she was level with David’s groin. She really had no idea what to do so decided to leave it to her imagination and, hopefully, David’s guidance. Firstly she kissed the tip of David’s cock and noticed with pleasure that it twitched in response. She kissed it a couple times, up and down the shaft, and then tentatively extended her tongue and licked the whole length of the shaft from David’s pubic hair up to the bulbous end. It tasted slightly salty, like licking her own hand, but not at all unpleasant.
She did this a few times and noticed with relief that David was starting to squirm, obviously enjoying what she was doing. His hand was now resting on her shoulder and squeezing it gently as if to encourage her.
Kate started to lick around the head of David’s cock and then, remembering what David had said, she opened her mouth marmaris escort and carefully placed her lips around the head. She left them there for a few seconds, taking the opportunity to swirl her tongue around the head and along the slit at the tip of his cock. Again there was no real taste and she thought she could quite easily get used to this!
David was now gently thrusting his cock up and down and she took the hint, lowering her head until a few more inches of his shaft went into her mouth. She was anxious not to gag on his cock and wrapped her fingers around the base of the shaft, making sure it didn’t go too far in. She kept her tongue against the shaft of David’s cock and began to raise and lower her head.
David was still thrusting gently, but not too hard, in time to her head bobbing up and down and she knew he was about to come. She also knew what would happen when he came but was determined to let him come in her mouth, as she was intrigued to know what a boy’s sperm actually tasted like.
David was now thrusting more intently and she tried to speed up but suddenly he jerked upwards and she felt a splash of warm liquid erupting into her mouth. This was followed by several more spurts and she let the liquid gather in her mouth, trying not to swallow it. It was quite strange, feeling the warm liquid swirling around her mouth but again there was no real taste to it.
David gradually subsided and she brought her mouth up from his cock, using her tongue to swirl up the last drop into her mouth. She gazed up at David and Sally who were both staring at her, David with a blissful expression on his face and Sally with a look of stunned amazement.
“Did he do it in your mouth?” Sally hissed. Kate nodded, her lips still clamped together.
“Did you swallow it then?” Kate shook her head. David asked her if she wanted a tissue and then Sally said,
“What’s it taste like?” Kate shrugged her shoulders and nodded, as if to say “not bad.” Then to her amazement Sally cupped her hands in front of her.
“Spit it out so I can see it!” she whispered. Kate was aware that David was staring at them as she shuffled up the bed, leaning over until her head was above Sally’s outstretched hands and opened her mouth. She was quite relieved when the juice trickled out of her mouth and Sally watched as it pooled in her hands. Kate carefully wiped her mouth as the last drops fell and Sally brought her hands up to stare at the warm liquid.
“It’s all warm and sticky isn’t it?” Then she brought her hands up to her mouth and Kate saw her young sister’s little pink tongue poke out and carefully lap at the liquid. She licked her lips a couple times. “It doesn’t really taste of anything does it?” Kate shook her head.
“Not really.” Kate’s then carefully slid out of bed and wiped her hands on the towel she had used earlier. She then clambered back into bed and the two of them lay either side of David once again. They slept soundly that night…

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(Writer’s note. Not much sex in the beginning of this story, but hang in there, it gets better. At least I hope it does. Please read the note at the end too.)

I had gone over to spend the day with my grandfather and grandmother. They live only a short distance away and I could ride my bike there. Their house was totally different than mine. It was clean. Grandmother was a great cook and there seemed to be such a calm, quiet atmosphere at their home. I never heard a real fight there, unlike at my house where my mother and father seemed to be screaming at each other all the time. When my Grandparents disagreed on something, they would talk about it, although I did notice that Grandfather got his way most of the time. He seemed to have the last word on everything. I sat with Grandfather in the living room and Grandmother brought in some cookies.
“Jimmy, I’m glad you came over today. Your grandmother and me would like to talk to you a little about your mother. Things haven’t been going too well at your house, have they?”
“What do you mean?”
“Your mom isn’t happy, is she? She and your dad fight all the time, we can see that. She doesn‘t look healthy, she is letting herself go, and your house is a mess. Her live is a mess.”
“I guess, but it’s not my fault.”
“We know it’s not your fault Jimmy. Don’t get upset about that. Relax, eat a cookie. Tell me something. Do you love your mother?”
“Of course I do Granddad, why would you ask a question like that?”
“What does love mean to you?”
No one had ever asked me that before. I couldn’t put it into words.
“Let me tell you what love means to you Jimmy. It means clean clothes, warm food and a nice place to live. All you have ever done is take and take all your life and that is ok. A boy your age should be able to get what he needs and wants. I am not saying that you have ever done anything wrong. You have never been asked to give. However, love is not just taking, it‘s giving too and giving can be hard work. If I asked you to work very hard for your mother‘s happiness, and yours, would you do it?”
I was beginning to wonder what he was talking about. Did he want me to go home and clean the house?
“Yes.”
“Jimmy, your mother needs help, she needs guidance, and your dad just can’t seem to understand that.”
“What possible help could I be?”
“Your Grandmother and I have talked a lot about this and we are going to trust you with a great secret. Can you keep a secret?”
“Yes.”
“Jimmy, do you think your Grandmother is attractive?”
I wasn’t sure where this was going and I was getting a little afraid but I trusted my grandparents.
Grandmother had on simple housedress but she looked nice. She always tried to look nice. Mom had stopped caring about that around the house for a long time.
“Jimmy, tell your Grandmother to take her dress off.”
“What! Are you crazy!”
Then for the first time in the conversation Grandmother said something.
“Please honey, I thinks this is going a little fast. May I speak?”
Grandfather smiled and nodded.
“Relax, Jimmy. It’s ok. Your Grandfather hasn’t lost his mind. There is nothing to be afraid of here. We aren’t going to hurt you or cause you any problems. Everything that happens here will be our little secret. Your parents will never find out. Do you believe me Jimmy? Do you trust us?”
I was not at all sure about this but I did love my Grandmother. In many ways she had been my real mother when my mom was screaming around the house.
“Yes.”
“Tell me to take my dress off honey.”
“Well if you want to go ahead.”
Both of my grandparents laughed.
“No honey, you aren’t getting the gust of this. What I want here does not matter. Tell me to take my dress off. Give it a try. I’m not that ugly am I?”
“No Grandmother, you aren’t ugly at all.”
Grandmother was an attractive woman for her age. She was slim with white hair.
“So?”
“Take your dress off Grandmother”
“Yes Jimmy.”
Grandmother took off her dress and was standing before Grandfather and me in just a bra and slip.
“That wasn’t very hard, was it Jimmy? How do I look?”
She struck a pose like a model.
“You look great Grandmother.”
I couldn’t help sneaking peeks at her breasts. They were small but quite nice.
“May I sit down Jimmy? I want to tell you about your mother and me.”
I nodded and Grandmother sat down.
“I’m a submissive honey. So is your mother. Let me tell you what that is. Women like me and your mother, we want, we need men who will tell us what to do. If we don’t have someone who loves us enough to really be concerned about how we look or what we do, we’re miserable. When your Grandfather and I were married we really didn’t understand this. One day we were screaming at each other about something completely unimportant and I thought he was going to leave me. Instead, he just turned me over his knee and beat the shit out of me.”
“He what!” I heard my Grandfather laughing.
“He cared Jimmy. He didn’t want to leave, he loved me, but I was not being the wife he wanted. Afterwards he couldn’t have been sorrier but I wasn’t. Something in me had changed. I felt loved, wanted. Don’t ask me explain but it make all the difference in the world. I started asking him to whip me. Your Grandfather wouldn’t do it at first. Sometimes a master has to be trained. That’s why you’re here today, Jimmy, to start your training.”
“We whips you?”
“Sometimes, but he usually just paddles me. For the past thirty years or so he has paddled me every day with his hand or a hairbrush. The hand isn’t the best thing to paddle a women with, it really doesn’t hurt very much but we both like the feeling. There are times when other things are necessary and you will learn how to use them, but I still love your Grandfather’s hand.”
Grandmother smiled at Grandfather and he smiled back.
“Are you ok Jimmy? Not too afraid?”
I was afraid.
“What do you mean that I am to be trained?”
At this point Grandfather took over.
“It really is all about attitude, Jimmy. Your mother needs a man to please and your father just is not up to the task.” At this point a strange look passed between my grandparents but I didn’t understand it.
“Most of it is common sense. You will cause your mother pain and she will love and obey you for it, but you will never cut her, you will never burn her and you will never scar her. Do you understand?”
I nodded yes. I could not imagine doing any of those things anyway.
“You will never share her against her will and you will never tell anyone about this unless she gives her permission. Do you understand this?
I nodded yes although I did not know what he meant by share.
“Tell your Grandmother to take her slip off.”
I couldn’t speak.
Grandmother laughed sweetly and said to Grandfather “Honey, I think we left out something very important. Look.”
She pointed at my erection. It was getting painful.
Grandfather said, “I think you had better handle this Linda.”
“Please not quite yet dear, he should have to earn that just like you did.”
Granddad laughed and Grandma took over.
“Jimmy, what we are asking of you will be a lot of work. You don’t realize that yet. We will help. At least at first you will have to pay attention to everything she does and says, almost every minute. You do want to make her happy don’t you? Your not in school right now so you have time. I just want to tell you that there will be compensations for you too. If you care enough to help her, she will help you eventually.”
“Help how?”
“I don’t think you are ready to hear that yet Jimmy. I think we have almost gone too far for one day. Just relax and don’t panic. Your Grandfather just asked you to do something, can you do it?”
It took me a second to remember and then I said “Please take your slip off Grandmother.”
She stood up and removed her slip. She turned away from me for a second to fold it and put it down. When she turned back she was wearing only her bra and panties. I could see white hair peeking out from the sides between her legs. She was quite slim.
“’Please’ is a nice word honey but you will soon learn that ‘masters’ don’t have to use it. As a matter of fact Jimmy your mother and I would rather not be asked for anything. Give orders Jimmy, don’t make requests. We will make the requests of you. Now please order me to come to you.”
I was in a state of complete panic. I wanted to jump up and leave. I wanted to jump on my bike and ride home. I also wanted to stay more than I have ever wanted anything in the world.
I croaked out, “Come over here Grandmother.”
Grandmother moved across the living room floor and stood beside me. I could smell a mixture of perfume and something else.
“You are going to paddle me honey, with you hand. Don’t worry, you will not harm me. After more that thirty years of your grandfather’s hand, it would take a little more than your hand to give me pain. This is practice. Now order me to kneel.”
“Kneel Grandmother.”
Grandmother knelt down.
“What do you want me to do next Jimmy?”
“Bend over my knees.”
Grandmother bent over my knees.
Grandfather said at this point, “You have a decision to make now Jimmy. What do you want to do?”
At first I didn’t understand what he meant. We just looked at each other for a few seconds and then I knew.
“Pull your panties off Grandmother.”
Granddad said, “Very good Jimmy. I like to pull them off myself but this way works just as well. We were curious if you would be able to give the order. A bare ass is always best.”
Grandmother reached up and slipped her thumbs into the elastic waist of her panties and pulled down. Her ass was a little narrow on the sides but I loved it. The panties stopped above her knees.
Grandmother then said, “Jimmy, I can feel that there might be something we have to do first before you paddle me. May I get up for a second?”
I thought she might want to take off her bra.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to open your pants? That must be uncomfortable.”
She nodded at my erection.
There was no way I was going to do that. Not in front of my grandparents, or at least not in front of Grandfather. I looked at him and he understood.
“I think there keçiören escort is something I have to do in my workshop. I’m sure your Grandmother will be able to handle the rest of today’s instruction by herself.”
Grandfather got up and left the room. Grandmother looked expectantly at me.
“It’s up to you honey. You have not panicked at all today and I realize we’ve rocked your world. If it is too much, then just order me to bend back over and we will get on with your lesson.”
I almost panicked. I couldn’t let Grandmother see my dick.
“Please close your eyes. I want to take it out but I don’t want you to see.”
Grandmother smiled and closed her eyes. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. I wanted to play with myself but I could not bring myself to stroke it in front of her. I was hard as steel.
“May I bend back down now Jimmy? I promise not to look.”
“Ok.”
Grandmother snuggled down on my knees again and I felt her side against my dick.
“May I speak Jimmy?”
“Yes.”
“Eventually you will find it much easier to take them off. Will you start please?”
“How many do you want and how hard?”
“That is completely up to you. I can assure you my bottom is a lot tougher than your hand.”
I started hitting her, first one cheek then the other. Not hard. Her ass still had some spring in it and I realize this was fun. She didn’t make a sound. I counted ten before she stopped me.
“Please stop for a second Jimmy.”
I stopped and worried for a moment that I had hurt her.
“May I speak Jimmy?”
I nodded. She couldn’t see it of course.
“The hand is not the best tool to use. Your mother will take something with a lot more sting. But you can do better than this. Harder, please.”
I started hitting her with all I had. After about twenty more my hand really stung.
“That’s all I have Grandmother. You can get up now.”
Grandmother got back up on her knees and I could see a sparkle in her eyes.
“Those last swings were good Jimmy. I think we are going to make a ballplayer out of you yet.”
I laughed. She kissed the side of my face. Her eyes dropped to my dick.
“Jimmy, when your Grandfather finishes I always reward him. Do you want your reward now?”
I did not know what she was talking about. She put her snowy white head in my lap and kissed the tip of my dick and then looked up at me. I was disgusted, fascinated and aroused beyond description. My stomach felt weird.
“I don’t think so Grandmother. Not this time. I think I had better be going. Mom will wonder what happened to me.”
I stood up.
“Ok. Are you coming back tomorrow?”
“Sure.”
“Are you sure you want too? Listen to me Jimmy. This is practice. We are trying to develop a certain attitude in you that will give your mother what she really needs. Your Grandfather has given me permission to teach you everything you need to know. There isn’t much to learn. It’s really all just common sense. All you have to do is be willing. Your mother needs you. I know it’s scary. Just remember, you can practice with me in anyway you want as long as you follow the rules your Grandfather told you.” She laughed.
“This house is just like Vegas, ‘What happens here, stays here’.”
“I’ll be back.”
“Jimmy, you had better fix yourself before you go home. You don’t want to show your mother your penis yet, do you? She will get to know it very well soon enough, but not just yet.”
I realized that I was sticking out like a flag pole and pushed myself back into my pants.
“Thanks Grandma.”
“Oh and Jimmy, since I’ve kissed your dick, you can call me Helen. That’s an unwritten rule. When a Grandmother kisses her Grandson’s dick, first names are ok.”
“Thanks Grandma, err Helen.”
I left her like that, naked from the waist down, on her knees. Her bra was still on. Why didn’t I ask her to take it off? It is almost impossible to ride a bike with a hard on. It didn’t last.
Mom was watching television. She looked like she hadn’t taken a shower for days. The house was a mess. There was no dinner.
“Take a couple of bucks out of my purse and go get you’re self something at Wendy’s.”
Mom was not as slim as Grandmother. As a matter of fact, she was getting a little fat.
“Do you want me to bring you something back? How about a salad?”
She was sipping a drink and smoking a cigarette.
“Yes, take a few more dollars and bring me a combo with cheese.”
I could not believe the difference between this fat slob and her mother. How could one have come out of the other? I went to Wendy’s for dinner and brought home what she wanted.
She was waiting at the kitchen table. I could see she was drunk.
“You know what that fat slob of a father did today?”
“No mom, what did he do?”
“He sat downstairs in the family room and watched football, all day, one game after another. College ball for god‘s sakes.”
“I’m sorry mom.”
“Why should you be sorry? It’s not your fault. I use to wish he would pay a little more attention to me. I stopped caring years ago. Your old enough for me to ask you this. Do you think I ugly, Jimmy?”
“For gods sakes no mom. I think you’re very good looking.”
Ok, maybe the ‘very’ was an exaggeration but I wasn’t lying. If mom would just smile a little and look like she still got some fun out of life, she could be quit nice looking but she looked so sad most of the time.
“You know it wasn’t like this when you were little. Your dad cared about me and make me feel that how I looked and what I did were important to him. He use to tell me what to do and he expected me to do it. Now I guess he’s just bored with me. I know I’m bored with him. I don’t even want him to touch me anymore, not that he does very much these days.”
For a split second I felt my grandmother’s ass under my hand. I had really touched naked female ass! I had gotten my dick kissed! Suddenly the image of my mother bent over my knees flashed through my mind, her large ass mine to beat. I thought, ‘That really couldn’t happen, could it?’.
“Eat your combo mom. I’m sure things will get better.”
I was feeling very uncomfortable.
“How about we clean up this place a little mom, after you eat?”
“I guess it has gotten a little out of hand around here but I’ve been busy.”
‘Doing what?’ I thought. Mom didn’t work outside the house and had been doing very little work inside.
“Please leave me alone, honey. Go watch TV.”
Mom make herself another drink and I went to my room. I played a video game until bedtime and went to bed. I could not get the picture of Grandmother kneeling, almost naked, on her living room floor out of my mind and I jacked off. I didn’t think that my Grandparents plan could possibly work. Mom was just too far gone.
On Sunday mom did make dinner. There was an icy silence at the table. I knew dad was weak but how did he let this woman get so out of hand? I resolved to go back to my grandparents home as often as I could to practice. How much worse could I make it?
Grandmother was working in her garden. I rode up quietly and watched her kneeling in the dirt, putting in a tomato plant. She was completely covered but I knew what she looked like nude, or almost nude, and it was good.
“Hi Helen.”
“Hi Jimmy.”
“Do you want some help?”
“Yes. Please hand me those tomato plants one at a time as I need them. Getting up and down is a little hard on my knees.”
She saw the look on my face and she smiled shyly and said, “Don’t worry honey. Getting down is not the problem.”
I blushed a deep red.
I helped her out for about half an hour and that was about all the sun we could stand. We went on the porch and she offered me a glass of lemonade. We drank our drinks and I told her about mom. She didn’t say anything for a while.
“I guess it will be a little harder than your Granddad and I thought but we can do this. She is my daughter and I should never have let her marry that worm. She can still be happy. Do you want to start your lesson now?”
“Yes, but am I really the right person to be giving this instruction to? Dad is not dead, he knows things have been bad at home. If you just told him what you told me, about mom being a submissive, he might be able to return to the man you thought he was.”
“I was wrong. You should be her true master. There is a little more to it than that but I think that can wait for latter. Would you like to start your lesson now?”
“Yes.”
I got up and went into the house. It was immaculate of course. The difference was unbelievable. Grandmother took the glasses into the kitchen. I followed her.
“Where Granddad?”
“He went out Jimmy. I think he understands that you are more comfortable with just me. Don’t worry, he isn’t jealous and he isn’t going to have anything to be jealous about. He is my master.”
“You may do anything you want to do with me, Jimmy, but may I tell you want I would like?”
“Yes.”
“Come over at the same time every day. I will meet you at the door, dressed anyway you want or not dressed at all if that is what you want. I want at least 20 smacks with your open hand every day to begin your lesson, ten on each cheek. We have to build up you arm and toughen your hand. Then for at least an hour I will clean and then make you something to eat unless you are hungry when you get here. You will make sure I do my jobs well. What is your pleasure young master?”
Grandmother smiled.
“Get naked Helen, now.”
In about four seconds she was out of her dress.
“Wait a second.”
“Yes Master.”
“I want to take your bra off.”
“Yes Master.”
She turned around and I tried to open her bra. I couldn’t do it and she laughed.
“Watch. I’ll show you how. This is not an important skill for a master, you can always order your mother to remove her own bra, and you will, but it may be of use when you start to date.”
“Date?”
“Yes Grandchild, date. You may be fucking your mother like a rabbit for the next few years but you will also be dating, taking girls to the movies, the mall, to McDonalds. All that stuff. You cannot let being a game player dominate your life. Someday you will be a husband and a father, at least I hope you will be.”
She slid a finger under the clasp and lifted küçükçekmece escort it. Then with two other fingers she pushed the two ends together and the clasp popped open. She turned to me holding the bra up with her arms and smiled.
“Now please take it off me master or order me to drop it.”
I took the bra. It smelled of soap, sweat and sun. I put in on the counter top. Grandmother’s breasts only sagged a little. Even though she was over fifty, she took care of herself and she breasts were small.
“Does my young master approve?”
“You are very pretty Grandmother err Helen.”
“Complements like that are not required of a master Jimmy but they are appreciated, particularly by an old woman like me.” Grandmother smiled and led me to the living room.
“Do you wish to undress master or do you wish me to undress you?”
“I will always want you to undress me.”
She pulled my shirt off over my head and combed my hair back into place with her hand.
“Does my master wish me to get a comb and comb his hair?”
“Yes.”
She returned in a moment with a comb from her bathroom and combed my hair. I enjoyed the view of my grandmother walking in only her panties across the room. She was like a work of art. There was no fat on her.
“I will always have a comb ready from now on master.”
She undid my belt and pulled my pants down. She was on her knees and laughed.
“I always forget that men wear shoes that always have to come off first. Your Grandfather always wears slippers around the house.”
“I will take my shoes off before I come in your house from now on Helen.”
“I will appreciate that master.”
She pulled off my shoes and socks and lowered my pants. As soon as I was naked I sat down and she positioned herself on my lap.
“You still have your panties on Grandmother.”
“Yes master. Your Grandfather always likes to pull them down himself but I will do exactly as you wish.”
“Pull them down slowly Grandmother.”
“Yes master.”
She pulled them down slowly and once more they reached her knees. I let my hand rest on her bottom and waited a moment. This time I was determined to do my best. After ten swings I rested to let my hand stop hurting. Grandmother looked up at me and I smiled down. I gave her ten more and that was all I could take.
“Please look to your right master. Do you see the bottle of lotion? My master might find it very soothing on his hand.”
I saw a bottle of lotion on the table and opened it. I spread some on Grandmother and used my hand to rub in it. My finger slipped down between her legs and I played with her sex. It was the very first time I had ever touched a woman there. Her bottom moved up to meet my hand.
“That is wonderful master. It is always a welcome gift for the slave. One thing you might try next time is to play with me a little during the paddling. It is always a wonderful feeling to be spanked and played with at the same time.”
After a while I let her up. I made her walk around the living room with her panties around her knees. There was something unbelievable arousing about that. I wondered if she would mind wearing a collar and being led around by a leash. I asked her.
“Your Grandfather has never expressed such a desire for me, but of course I will wear one for you. Do you wish me to purchase one at the pet store or will you be buying it master?”
“It will not be necessary Grandmother. I was just curious.”
“Does my master wish his reward now? “
“Yes.”
Grandmother pulled me up from the couch and asked me to sit on the floor. I leaned back on the sofa and Grandmother knelt between my legs. She bowed before me and seemed to be worshiping me. With one hand she held and gently squeezed my balls and began to kiss my cock. She kissed the top, the sides and the bottom from the tip to my balls. Then Grandmother’s hand moved up and down on my cock. She kept licking the tip. I was not long before I had to explode.
I grabbed the back of her head and push her mouth down on my cock.
“Take it all bitch, take it now!.”
I shot into her mouth again and again. I must of cum five or six times and she swallowed it all.
“Fuck, that was good. I am sorry about the bitch thing. It just slipped out.”
She was still gently licking my dick and smiled.
“I am your bitch, Jimmy, at least for a while. That was your true nature coming out. Let it out. Work with it. Your mother is your whore, your fuck meat, your pig. Learn to give her what she really wants and she will love you for it. But don‘t go to far. You will know when to slow down. You are not a monster. If your Grandfather and me thought so, you would not be here now.”
Helen was still bowing between my legs and looking up at me and the image was beautiful.
“Do you think mom will ever do that?”
“Yes of course, Jimmy. It will be one of her duties. If she does not do it willingly you and I will make her do it. The whip can be very persuasive. Your mother has real potential. She just has to be allowed to let it out, or rather in.”
“Now comes the hard part Jimmy. You are sucked dry and you really don’t want to get up, do you?”
“No.”
“I’m sorry but you don’t really have a choice. You are learning to help your mother get her life together. She needs instruction and care. The housework needs done and the master of the house is not permitted to do it, at least not at first. You must keep her moving. You must care enough to give her orders. You don’t think the house looks like this because I love to clean do you Jimmy? Please come with me.”
She let the panties fall off her legs and I followed her into the hallway. From a closet she took a man’s belt.
“For the next hour you will whip me. You will find fault with everything I do and you will make me do it again. When I slow down, and at my age that can easily happen, you will whip me. Please be very careful if you decide to whip my breasts. It would be very easy to hit my face and that is not allowed in this game. Your Grandfather rarely chooses to whip my breasts.”
“First, you must get me started.”
She handed me the belt and bent over at the waist.
“Does Granddad actually whip you when you clean?”
“Not for a long time. It has not been necessary since I learned my place in life. Remember, this is practice for your mother. Now imagine that I am your mother and you must get me started.”
I flicked her ass and she jumped to the closet. She pulled out the vacuum and some cleaning clothes.
“One thing Helen before you start. You called this a game. Is it a game?”
“Yes Jimmy, it is a game. Everything in life is a game. Your Grandfather and I want to make you a master of this game so that you can save our daughter. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I think I do.”
I flicked her again, not hard and for the next hour she vacuumed and dusted. There was no dust but I make her clean some rooms more than once. Every so often I whipped her ass and she glowed with joy. I enjoyed the way she jumped, her tits moving up and down. Once I swing up between her legs and smacked her cunt, very gently. She smiled with approval. After about an hour she made us lunch. We were still naked and I enjoyed that even more than lunch. She was so pretty to look at. After we finished eating, I told her to suck my cock again, under the table. I wanted to feel that warmth and wetness again. She was happy to do it.
After I came again she said “Are you beginning to understand Jimmy? Once you begin to tame your mother, you cannot stop. She might scream at you, curse you and call you a son of a bitch. Then she will beg you to stop. She will offer to do anything you want. That will be a trick. You cannot stop until you are absolutely sure she is broken to your will.”
“Are you broken to my will?”
Grandmother laughed.
“No Jimmy, I’m a loaner. Your Grandfather is my master and will be for the rest of my life.”
“How will I know when mom is broken?”
“I can’t say Jimmy. How do you know when a dog is tame? I just know that you will know, or you are not a master. I think you will do fine. Remember, it’s just a game. It’s one I love and need but I am still your Grandmother and always will be. I can say ‘no’ any time I want to. We will not give your mother that choice.”
We finished lunch and I offered to help her with the dishes. She smiled and said that since training was over for the day, that would be nice. All we did was scrape them and put them in the dishwasher. Then we walked together into the living room. My clothes were still where Grandmother had left them, neatly folded.
“Does my master wish to dress or be dressed? But remember, if you say dressed you will have to work for it.”
“What do you mean?”
She turned around and bent over. The light from the living room window lit up her bottom. It was hard to believe her age. Then she stood up.
“Lets get you dressed. Your duty will be to give me ten quick ones at the door. Your Grandfather always makes sure I remember him when he leaves. Ok?”
“Yes.”
Grandmother helped me dress. She bent over at the waist behind the door and I gave her ten swings with my hand. I don’t think she feel them very much but it didn’t matter. We both enjoyed it and I intended to make sure I did it every time I left her house. I paused a moment and played with her cunt. She wiggled her ass and smiled up at me.
“Thank you master.”
Every day I went over to my grandparents house at about one o’clock. I wondered if Grandmother would meet me naked at the door if I asked her to and she said ‘of course’, but she explained to me that it would be better if she started each of my visits dressed.
“This whole new way of life is based on ritual, master. It is show. It would be better if you ordered me to undress each day. I will end up on you lap most days but don’t expect me to just bend over for you. You have to order me to do that every day. Will that really be so hard?”
“Take off your skirt Helen.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother took off her skirt.
“Take off your panties.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother took off her panties and was naked from the waist down.
I raised my hand and held it out in front of me, palm up. Grandmother kurtköy escort did not at first know what I was signaling but then she smiled and placed her cunt in my hand. I played with her for a few seconds.
“Now, bring me a cup of coffee in the living room.”
I walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. In a few moments Grandmother came in and set down a tray with coffee, cream and sugar. Her legs were slender and beautiful. Her ass was slim with tan lines from the two piece bathing suit she sometimes wore at the beach.
“How does my master wish his coffee?”
“Cream and two sugars.”
While Grandmother prepared the coffee I admired her ass.
“Undress me.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother removed my clothes. I had taken my shoes off at the door.
“Take off you blouse.”
“Yes master.”
“Knell.”
“Yes master.”
“A short suck Grandmother now.”
“Yes master.” Grandmother took me into her mouth and slowly moved her head up and down.
“That’s enough for now. Take off your bra.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother was naked, kneeling at my right side.
“Put your arms behind your head.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother smiled and put her arms behind her head.
“Shake your breasts.”
“Yes master.”
Grandmother shook her breasts from side to side. They did not move very much but it was attractive.
“May I kiss your breasts?”
A look of displeasure crossed my Grandmother face.
“No Jimmy, not until you ask in the proper way.”
I did not know what to do.
“Please remember what I said. Don’t make requests. Give orders. Understand?”
I laid back and said, “Give me your breasts Helen, now.”
Grandma smiled and straddled me, pushing her breasts into my face.
“Yes master.”
I sucked her right nipple into my mouth. She stroked the back on my head.
“That’s nice master.”
I switched to her left nipple and we stayed like that for a while. She was not putting much weight on my legs. She was rubbing up and down against me.
“I’m going to cum Helen.”
“That’s wonderful Jimmy. I need the protein.”
She smiled.
She quickly got off my lap and knelled between my legs. She opened her mouth and sucked me in. I cam in a few seconds and she swallowed every drop. She let my cock rest in her mouth and smiled up at me. Then she said, with difficulty, “May I have my swats now master?”
It was during one of these days that I lost my virginity. Grandma was bent over cleaning something and I just dropped the belt and felt her up. She was wet and knew what I wanted. She nodded ’yes’ and reached behind to guide me in. I fucked her like a pit bull in heat. Afterwards we laid together for a while on the floor and kissed. I cuddled her and played with her breasts.
“I guess now I don’t have to tell you what else your compensation will be when you tame your mother.”
“Tell me anyway.”
I kissed her neck and it was sweet.
“She will fuck you in any place, at any time and in any way you want. That will be her pleasure and her duty.”
“What about dad?”
“Your dad has failed her Jimmy. He doesn’t deserve her. If you want to share her, that’s up to you. But remember, a house can only have one master.”
The whole idea of fucking my mother was beginning to scare me more and more. I began to wonder if there was someway I could get out of this. Maybe I could just keep whipping and fucking my Grandmother and wait until my parents died. Seemed like a plan.
“How do you stay so thin Helen? Mom is beginning to put on the pounds. Is it will power?”
“No Jimmy. It’s whip power. Your Granddad cares about my health and he also likes me thin. The women in my family do tend to be fat. You should have seen my mother. She looked like a side of beef. Once a week you father weights me. If I have gained any weight, he puts me on salads until I have lost the extra weight. I do get extra protein though.”
“What, chicken, fish?”
“No Jimmy, sperm. He makes sure I swallow every drop until I lose the weight. I always do anyway but it’s just a little joke we have going on between us. He thinks it’s funny.”
“Don’t worry about your mother being a little fat. She will drop the weight as soon as she is happy and you will make her that. Plus she will remember that at one time she loved the taste of sperm on salad.”
“What?”
Grandmother smiled.
“You don’t have to know everything now.”
About two weeks went by and things went along about the same. Then I guess graduation came.
“Today Jimmy, you cannot show me any mercy. I want you to tie me to the bed. Please get the ropes from the cabinet.”
“Does my training end today?”
I really hoped it didn’t.
“No Jimmy, it doesn’t. I talked with your Grandfather about this and he has decide to share me with you for as long as you want. That‘s what I wanted too. And you will share too, ok?”
Helen smiled and my heart leaped in my chest. Grandmother laid down on the bed, face down.
“Tie my arms and legs to the bedposts, Jimmy.”
I tied her arms and legs. Her slim beautiful body was spread out before me.
“Now get the special one out of the cabinet.”
The special one was a whip make out of rubber loops with a handle. Grandmother told me it was only used on special occasions. It really stung but would not cut the skin, no matter how hard you used it.
“Before we start Jimmy will you please get one of the large beach towels I have and put it under my ass?”
I got the beach towel and laid it on the bed under Grandmother’s rear end. It raised her ass a little and I thought it was to make her a better target. I couldn’t help letting my fingers slip down into her cunt for a second.
“Thank you honey, I don’t want to soil these sheets.”
“Pardon Helen?”
“Honey, today I want you to break me. I want you to whip me until I cry and scream and beg you to stop and I will. Whip me until I curse you and call you every name in the book. Whip me until you don’t think you can raise your arm another time. You can take short breaks if you have to. You can give me pleasure from time to time, that’s up to you. Please strike only on my bottom. Please begin master.”
“Helen, you are asking too much of me. I don’t want to really harm you. Up until now this has been fun, I think, for both of us. If I do as you ask, how will I know when to stop?”
Grandmother looked at me.
“You know I hated it when your Grandfather told me he wanted me to teach you, you sniveling little worm. I hate you and I hated sucking on your puny little dick. You’re a coward and you always will be. You don’t deserve your mother, coward. The other boys laugh at you in the shower after gym don’t they. Well you deserve it, you short dick little coward. You’re a cunt and you always will be. Untie me. Cowards make me sick.”
I started hitting Grandmother. I whipped her ass until she told me it was enough. I whipped her ass until she started to cry and begged me to stop. I whipped her ass while she promised me that she would suck my dick for the rest of my life and never suck Grandfather’s dick again. That almost stopped me but it didn’t. She called me a cocksucker and told me she would never fuck me again unless I stopped. Finally, when I did not think I could raise my arm again, Grandmother fainted and peed on the bed. I stopped and through the whip into the corner. I untied her and knelt beside the bed. I stroked my Grandmother’s face and she came around and smiled up at me.
“Thank god I don’t have to go through that very often. You did fine Jimmy. I think you are ready for your mother.”
From the looks of her bottom she was not going to sit down for quite a while.
“Your mother will be harder on you than I could possible be Jimmy. For one thing she is younger and will be able to take more than I could. I love you Jimmy and remember that your mother does to. You are doing this for her. Do you wish your reward now master?”
“No Helen, you just lay down there. I think you have been through enough today.”
I bathed her ass with a warm cloth and applied some lotion. I played with her cunt a little but there was no response.
“I’m sorry honey, I would normally enjoy that but I’m a little sore all over down there right now. How’s your arm?”
I was going to lie and tell her I felt great but then I told her the truth.
“It’s hurts like hell Grandmother. Thank god you fainted when you did.”
“Here, let me kiss it and make it better.”
Grandmother kissed my arm and it did feel better.
I straightened up the bed a little and threw the towel into the laundry.
I kissed my Grandmother. She almost seemed asleep. I let my had gently stroke her rear.
“Do you want a cup of tea?”
“Yes honey, that would be nice. And put a little more lotion on me, after you get the tea. Thank you.”
I make us both a cup of tea and applied more lotion to her. This time she responded to my touching her cunt with a contented sigh.
“I am just curious about one thing Helen. Did you fake the faint?”
She laughed and said, “I wondered if you might ask me that. No honey, if there had been some way to fake the faint I would have done it long before. No one can stop moving when they are whipped with the ’Loopy Johnny’ Jimmy. Not as long as they are conscious.”
She laughed again and said, “Try saying that three times fast.”
“You did very well. Sunday will be a very big day for all of us. It will be a bigger one for your mother.”
“Is there anything you want? Do you want me to call Granddad?”
“Yes Jimmy. I love you but I want my husband beside me now. Ok?”
I hugged her gently and called Granddad from the living room phone.. He came right home and went in to see his wife. I waited and he came out.
“She’s asleep. I looked at her ass. You did a fine job. Do you want a beer?”
It wasn’t the first beer I had ever had but it was the first Granddad had ever offered me. It tasted great. We spoke of many things, of mother fuckers and kings.

End of Part One.

(Writer’s note. I have absolutely no idea where to take this. Let’s face it, Jimmy is not going to walk into his house, drag is mother onto his bed, pull down her slacks, whip her ass until she screams ‘Master’ and then skull fuck her until she gags. Nice scene but not possible.

What part should his grandparents play from this part on? Should the training of his mother be gentle or violent? What should we do with the dad? I don’t think he is going to last very long in the house. Any suggestions would be appreciated. Thanks.)

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In 1815 Virgina, the rules were hard and fast, to be obeyed without question, however, as we are about to see, not all rules are applied with equality. What is good for the goose, is not always good for the gander! John and Catherine Smith, a very religious couple, had a small farm about three miles outside of Kirkville, Virginia where they were raising their three children in the traditional puritan upbringing. Rachel the oldest of the three, was the apple of her father’s eye, and the first of the Smith family to be born in America!!! Both John and Catherine had high hopes that their eldest daughter would marry and have a family of her own right in Kirkville, and being a bright and very beautiful girl, Rachel should have had her choice of any of the fine young Christian men in the area, but alas, she seemed to show no interest in any of them, and this confounded her parents no end, and no amount of coaxing could persuade her to take up with any of the available beau’s. When ever her mother brought up the subject, it always ended the same, with Rachel running to her room and slamming the door, which effectively ended the conversation! Having just turned eighteen, Rachel did have an interest in boys, it was just that she wasn’t interested in any of the ones her parents deemed appropriate for her. She wouldn’t have been caught dead with any of them, and the thought of spending the rest of her life with one of those dullards, well, it was enough to make a body cringe!!! Rachel was a high spirited girl, and she was attracted to like minded men, that is, those that seemed to have a zest and love of life. The only one she had ever met that made her tummy tie up in knots was Robert Walker, the son of divorced parents! That was enough to make him almost an outcast, and surely put him out of bounds as far as marriage was concerned, but Rachel didn’t care, Bobby was who she wanted, and Bobby was going to be who she would get!!! For over a year now they had been meeting at the far end of the pasture, down by where the river ran slow and gentle. Hidden by the trees, the two of them had spent the last twelve months getting to know each other, and as is wont in these cases, getting more intimate with each passing day. At first Bobby was afraid to touch Rachel’s hand, his shyness making it hard for him to even look her in the eye! Over time, however, the two of them forged a bond that began as friendship, but evolved into love. From the first kiss which had Bobby shaking so hard he missed Rachel’s mouth and kissed her nose, to the first intimate caress, a now much more assured Bobby, cuppd the full bosom of his lover through her blue summer dress. Two young lovers learning about each other’s bodies together, taking their time, enjoying each step as they awakened to new and exciting experiences. They had progressed by now, to the point that when they would meet, they would quickly shed their clothing and take a dip in the warm river water, frolicking and enjoying each other’s company, and while they had not consummated their love, they were taking a great chance that their sacrilegious behavior would be discovered and that they both would be severely punished. Their luck seemed to be holding as no one ever came to that part of the river, so they played in the water, their young bodies free and open, while reveling in their young love. While they were sunning themselves on the sandy shore, their eyes closed, holding hands, and naked as the day they were born, they didn’t even notice the small two man skiff that was floating past them on the slow moving river. If they had, they would have seen Ben Barker and Hank Flowers poling their boat within thirty feet of them, their mouths hanging open in stunned silence at the sight of the two naked teenagers. So when they finally dressed and returned to their homes, they had no idea of the deep trouble they had gotten themselves into!

The loud knock halkalı escort on the door came as a surprise, because it was customary not to interrupt people during dinner hour. John opened the front door, only to find three members of the town council standing before him with grim looks on their faces. “Good evening gentlemen,” offered John, “and what brings you way out here on this fine June evening?” “Good evening Brother John,” answered a very somber William Hawkins, “this is not a pleasure call, but it something we must discuss with you with great reluctance!” By now Catherine Smith had joined her husband at the door, and after inviting the three visitors inside everyone took a seat and got comfortable before John leaned forward and said, “You had something on your mind, William?” “John,” William answered, “you know the penalty for fornication?” “What’s this about, William,” questioned John, “why would the law against fornication have anything to do with me?” “Not you, John, but I regret to say it, but about your daughter, Rachel,” replied William. “What about Rachel,” boomed John, “you had better explain yourself in a hurry, William or I’ll be fit to take my broad ax to you and your brethren!” Rachel, still sitting at the kitchen table, felt the bottom fall out of her tummy, a sickly feeling spread through her that made her feel like vomiting. William continued on, “John, do you think I’d come here and make a charge like this if I didn’t have solid proof against her?” “What, what kind of proof do you have,” demanded the very agitated father?!? “John, Catherine, Ben and Hank were within a stones throw of your daughter and young Robert Walker sunning themselves in the altogether down on the bank of the Floyd River,” explained William, “both of them had their eyes closed, so they never knew that they’d been seen.” “Robert Walker,” John Smith fairly shouted, “no daughter of mine would ever be seen any where with that young ruffian, let alone naked on a river bank where anyone could see’em!” William cast his eyes towards Rachel, and was about to ask her if what he said was true, but he was stopped short by her outburst of sobs!!!

John Smith leaped out of his chair and strode over to his daughter and grabbed her by the arm and jerked her to her feet while demanding, “Did you debase yourself against God and family with young Walker!?!” Rachel, now bawling even harder, tried to reply but was unable to due to her uncontrollable sobbing. Her father, now in a fit of rage, dragged her across the room and threw her at William and screamed, “Get her out of here, she is no longer a daughter of mine, she has brought great shame to this house, and will not be forgiven!!!” William and his men then led the crying girl out of the house and put her in the carriage for the trip back to town. Through all this, Catherine Smith was also sobbing, but more quietly and to herself, she tried to wave a final good by to her daughter, but John Smith pulled down her arm in disgust and said, “She’s made her own bed, Catherine, and now she must sleep in it!!!”

The two horse carriage made good time back to Kirkville, and thankfully Rachel had calmed down quite a bit by the time they hit the town square. To her shock and dismay, however, her lover, Bobby Walker, was already in a pillory in the middle of the town square! A small group of youngsters, mostly boys, were throwing taunts and derisive insults, as well as a few well placed rocks at the immobile offender. Rachel broke down in tears all over again at the thought that she too might soon be made a public laughing stock along side her paramour! The carriage wound its way through town, until it reached its final destination, the church, the tallest and most imposing building in the small town. “Why are we stopping here,” asked Rachel in a small frightened voice? Ignoring her question, two of the men took her by the arms içerenköy escort and led her up the path to the front doors of the old structure where William knocked and waited for and answer!!! Almost immediately the large door swung open, behind which stood Deacon Henry Hancock, a direct descendant of the signer of the declaration of independence!!! Dressed in black, his coal black eyes burned with a passion that had always terrified Rachel, enough so that she would go out of her way to avoid contact with him. His fire and brimstone sermons were enough to frighten anyone, especially the young children of the congregation who looked upon Deacon Hancock with almost god like reverence. His deep powerful voice filled the church entrance when he said, “Thank you fellow brothers, it is God’s will that this sinner be punished and made top pay for her transgressions, and I will endeavor to make her see the error of her ways!” The three men nodded and turned around, leaving Rachel alone in the presence of her judge and jury!!!

The Deacon closed and locked the door and told Rachel to follow him, his towering frame seeming even larger in the semi darkness of the candle lit sanctuary. He led her to the very front of Church, right up to the altar, where he spun around and in a voice that sounded like a lion’s roar accused her of sinning in the eyes of the Lord!!! Rachel again began to sob, aware that Deacon Hancock had the power to literally have her put to death! “Confess to me child,” he exploded, “confess your sins to me in front of almighty God!” In a small voice Rachel replied, “I have sinned in the eyes of the Lord, and am sorry.” Deacon Hancock then thundered, “You must describe your sins in detail in order to gain absolution, tell me of your transgressions, girl!!!” A totally mortified Rachel then recounted her actions with Bobby, stopping short, however, of admitting any acts of intimacy. The Deacon, his eyes flashing his displeasure, fairly screamed at her, “If you do not admit your sins, you will not be saved, and fire and brimstone will be your final resting place, you must be pure in the sight of the Lord,” he continued, “and only in your original naked self can you be truly saved!”

A shocked Rachel then stood by helplessly while the powerful man literally tore her clothing from her body until she was standing naked before him. Rachel was a full figured young woman with very large heavy breasts and wide womanly hips, created a most appetizing sight for the male of the species, but it was her vagina that was covered with a thick coat of brown pubic hair that was her most alluring feature!!! She tried to cover herself with her arms, but it was impossible to hide all of her womanly charms while Deacon Hancock led her to the altar and announced, “The only way for you to be cleansed of you sin is if you are taken by a man of the cloth in the presence of the Lord!” Rachel shuddered in fear, but offered no resistance when the Deacon lifted her upon the alter and spread her young thighs wide apart. While she and Bobby had touched each other, they had never done what Deacon Hancock was about to do to her as his mouth covered her hairy vagina and his tongue probed her tight little slit until it came to rest on her tiny bud!! Her body shook involuntarily as his tongue worked its way up and down her crack, each time stopping to give her clitoris a special licking. Being young and sexually inexperienced, Rachel had and abundance of reserved sexual energy stored up, so it was no surprise that her first orgasm was brutally hard, with her vagina flooding the Deacon’s mouth with cunt juice while her pussy convulsed for a good minute and a half. While she lay there panting and her head spinning at just what had occurred, the Deacon stood up and asked her if she felt that some of her sin had been forgiven? She nodded her head yes, a watched in fascination kartal escort as the Deacon slowly undid his pants and let them fall to the floor, exposing a giant sex organ, at least twice the size of Bobby’s!!!

His penis looked like a huge cudgel sticking out from his crotch, like a weapon, long and thick, a terror to any vagina that got in its path! Rachel began to whimper, knowing that she was still a virgin, and that in a matter of seconds her little pussy was going to be invaded by a monster it had no defense against! Deacon Hancock stared down at the quivering girl, and in his deep resonant voice intoned, “This will purify you of your remaining sins, do you believe?!?” Now in a state of total submissiveness and fear, she nodded her head and weakly replied, “Yes, Deacon, I believe,” while her legs shook as the giant erection probed her outer lips, feeling along her crack as if to try and find a weakness before beginning its attack!!! The head, the size of a small lemon, pushed its way into her canal, stretching her far beyond what she though it would go, and although it hurt crazy, a mixture of pain and pleasure spread like warm water throughout her entire crotch. Having just had a one very hard orgasm from oral contact, Rachel could instantly sense that she would soon be experiencing another one at the expense of Deacon Hancock’s huge erection, and while he slowly forced his big penis farther and farther into her tightness, it tried in vain to accommodate the thick cock flesh as she moaned, “It’s so big, “oh god does it hurt!!!” The Deacon responded to her moan by plunging his dick all the way to the hilt, which of course, resulted in the young girl having her vagina torn apart by another incredible orgasm!

“Girl,” the Deacon barked, “do you still want to be forgiven of all of your sins?!?” “Yes sir,” Rachel answered, still shaken from the reaming her virgin pussy had just endured. “Well then,” he continued, “get on your knees and pray with me, pray that you shall follow the righteous path laid down for you in the Holy Bible!!!” Rachel got to her knees and bowed her head in prayer, only to be interrupted by the booming voice of Deacon Hancock. “Look up to me girl, look into my eyes and feel the Lord Almighty giving you absolution!” Lifting her face to gaze into the black coldness of his black eyes, Rachel instead was staring directly at the mighty sex organ that bobbed up and down in front of her mouth. The Deacon moved a little closer, until the smooth purple head was just brushing against Rachel’s lips, and with just a little more pressure, and the big knob popped into her warm mouth, carrying with it a slightly salty taste, which wasn’t all together unpleasant! Rachel, while at first apprehensive about sucking on the Deacon’s cock, had to admit that it was making her vagina get that itchy feeling once again! Her nipples were shriveled up and hard, and Rachel took one of them in her hand and gently twisted it, causing her pussy to tighten even more! The Deacon, on the other hand, was staring down at a beautiful big titted eighteen year old girl who was giving his pecker the sucking of his life! She looked almost angelic in the pale candle light, but how many angels have you ever seen with a nine inch cock in her mouth?!? The sight of his huge boner in the pretty little mouth was more that the Deacon could stand, and his cock exploded in a cum spurting orgasm that spilled out of her mouth and down onto her pretty chest! Rachel tried to swallow it all, but the torrents of cum came too hard and fast for her, and the warm cum splattered across her boobs after which The Deacon pulled the cum covered girl to her feet and ordered her to clean herself up.

After dressing, Deacon Hancock sat her down and lectured her on the sins of the flesh, exhorting her to find strength in the Lord and keep herself pure until marriage! She would have to live in the church for the next month to complete her period of absolution, and Deacon Hancock would personally be in charge of her penance! Tomorrow they again would “pray” together, asking the Almighty to guide her to the path of righteousness!

THE END

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Monday, June 6. “Dude, I know who else I can hook up with: Danielle!” J.J. suddenly exclaims as he and Aaron hang out after school. “Dude, that chick is weird. She thinks that she’s still a teenager,” Aaron replies, looking askance at his cousin for even making the suggestion. “Yeah, dude, she’s super weird. But she has one fucking hot body! And I know she likes guys our age! She’s already banged 3 football players that I know of,” J.J. replies. “Plus, her husband is never around! I’m going to text her!” “Whatever, dude,” Aaron responds skeptically. “How do you have her phone number anyway?” “I did her lawn last summer. She talked about ‘dating’ me, but she said I’d have to wait until this year, when I was 16,” J.J. explains. “So, 15 is too young, but 16 isn’t?” a puzzled Aaron asks. “Guess so…but at least that means you’re safe, dude!” J.J. reassures his cousin with a laugh. Soon, his phone is pinging with a response from Danielle, and he texts her back. “Dude, she works out! You’ve seen her! Those tits, that ass!” J.J. waxes enthusiastic about the 42 year old MILF. His phone pings again. “Danielle says hi!” J.J. now informs Aaron. “Tell her I said ‘yo,’” Aaron replies unenthusiastically. Suddenly, Aaron’s phone pings. “Who is this? I don’t recognize this number,” a puzzled Aaron asks, showing his phone to J.J. “That’s Danielle, dude. I gave her your number!” J.J. replies. “Thanks a lot, dude! Looks like I might not be so safe after all,” an exasperated Aaron replies. Just then, J.J.’s phone pings as he receives another text, this one from Donna. She has the house all to herself again tonight and her pussy is wet…

“Oh my god!” Donna screams loudly, throwing her head back on her pillow. She’s in her bed, flat on her back, with J.J.’s face thrust between her wide open legs. “Mmmm…this is some good pussy!” he says, working the blonde’s clit with his tongue, and with a finger inserted deep inside her love slot. “Oh yeah, J.J. baby, eat that pussy!” the MILF begs him. Suddenly, she starts letting out a series of loud gasps. “Oh my god! Oh my god!!!!” she moans. J.J. can feel her entire body quiver and heave, her second orgasm since he started feasting on her sushi. He doesn’t let up on tormenting her pussy; taking her clit into his mouth, he starts lightly nibbling it with his teeth. “Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!” she gasps, thrashing her head from side to side on the pillow. The stud briefly lifts his head to look up at her. “Yeah…I think I’m gonna make you cum three times before I fuck you…” he announces, before putting his tongue back to work again…

…”Holy shit!” J.J. groans as his tool spews out a thick load of genetic slime deep into Donna’s pussy. “Yeah, baby! Give me that load!” the blonde MILF cries out, as the stud feels his tool spurt again and again. Finally, his orgasm spent, the sweat soaked teen withdraws his dick from Donna’s love box and throws himself down beside her on the bed. “Thank you, baby!” the blonde purrs as she nestles herself up against her young stud for a post-coital snuggle. The two lie there quietly for a moment and then Donna starts giggling. “What’s so funny?’ J.J. asks quietly, almost in a whisper. “You forgot your underwear on Friday!” Donna now informs him, trying to suppress another giggle. “Oh, yeah…I did…my bad,” J.J. replies, remembering now that his briefs had somehow become separated from the rest of his clothes when he put them back on after Friday night’s fuck session. “Well, Frank found them! And I told him that they were our son’s,” Donna continues, struggling to control her giddiness. “So Frank said, ‘they’re too small to be Junior’s’ and I said they must have shrunk in the wash!” she continues, dissolving into a fit of giggling. “Junior is 6 foot one!” she finally manages to blurt out, before bursting into helpless laughter again. “Yeah, that must have been funny,” J.J. replies, rolling his eyes inwardly as Donna convulses with laughter in his arms. She’s so fucking good! he thinks, marveling at the ditzy blonde’s skill in bed. But what a fucking airhead!!!

Tuesday, June 7. The petite, serious looking young woman answers the knock at her front door. Her attitude is pleasant and polite, but very reserved. “Hello, Aaron. How are you?” she asks her caller, allowing herself the slightest of smiles. Catie, 27, was the librarian at Aaron and J.J’s suburban high school before she left to take a better paying job at the public library in the City last year. As the two exchange pleasantries and Aaron explains why he’s calling on her, he can’t help reflecting that she looks just the same as he remembered her in the school library. Just home from work, she’s wearing a crisp, spotless white blouse, dark skirt, dark hose and black flats. At 5’3, she’s slightly shorter than Aaron, and her long, dark brown hair is tied back in a tight bun, which serves to accentuate her prim, serious demeanor. She had always reprimanded both Aaron and J.J. for their sometimes boisterous behavior in the school library, but there was never any hard feelings or really harsh words exchanged between the three of them. “Yes, Aaron, you can do my lawn for me. My husband is away all summer doing a research project, so I really could use some help around here,” she agrees. “Cool!” Aaron replies, pleased with the information that her husband is conveniently absent, just like Jen’s. “You had just better behave yourself, though. I remember how you were at Valley Vista!” she admonishes him gently, again allowing herself a prim little smile. “Oh, you won’t have to worry about that!” Aaron assures her, flashing her a winning, boyish grin with his braces.

Wednesday, June 8. “Wow, dude! You’ve lined up a lot of chicks!” an impressed J.J. exclaims as he and Aaron walk home after getting their weekly after school blow job from Destiny. Aaron has been telling his cousin all about the women that he’s arranged to perform lawn services for. “Dude, even if you don’t bang all of them this summer, you’ll have pussy lined up for next year!” J.J. congratulates him. “But Catie, the librarian? You really think you’re going to bang her?” “She’s kinda like a challenge that I’ve set for myself, dude,” Aaron explains. “Well, good luck, dude! She’d actually be pretty hot if she would just smile every once in awhile. And she does have a nice rack, even though she always keeps it covered up,” J.J. admits. “I’ve got a feeling about her, dude. I think there’s a wild chick deep down under that prim and proper exterior,” Aaron replies. “I hope you’re right, dude! I hope you score with her!” J.J. responds.

Thursday, June 9. J.J.’s and Lisa’s tongues entwine together with intense carnal hunger as they exchange a scorching kiss. They are sitting on the sofa in the sun room of Chip and Lisa’s house, clasped in each other’s arms. Lisa, as usual, is barely dressed in a skimpy thong bikini and high heels; J.J.’s jean shorts are bulging with a pulsating erection. The teen had come over to hang out with Chip, who has conveniently disappeared; Lisa greeted the young visitor, invited him into the sun room and soon found herself making out with him. J.J. now slides his hand towards Lisa’s bikini top, which barely contains the bountiful boobs, with their hardened, aroused nipples. Her hand gently stops his and breaking their kiss, she softly murmurs, “J.J., we can’t.” “Why not? Don’t you want to?” the stud asks, moving his mouth in again to meet hers. “It’s not that I don’t want to…but I’m married! I can’t do this to Chip!” the blonde beauty explains, adroitly dodging J.J.’s lips. “But Chip wants it to happen…” J.J. murmurs, making another reach for her lips with his own. “I know he does, but…” Lisa begins, disengaging herself from her teen lover’s embrace and getting to her feet. “…It’s what he wants now. He does everything on a whim. Six months from now, he’s going to hate me for doing it and hate you, too. You don’t know him like I do,” she explains. “But, if we did it just this once…” J.J. suggests. “It wouldn’t be just once. You wouldn’t be satisfied with that…and neither would I…” Lisa admits, looking away from the teen and lowering her eyes. “But…” J.J. tries again. Lisa cuts him off. “You’d better go, J.J. I’ll tell Chip you were here and he can call you,” she states firmly. The frustrated teen stud, his unsatisfied boner still bulging in his shorts, finally admits defeat and leaves.

Friday, June 10. After school, J.J. and Aaron hang out at Aaron’s house, shooting hoops in the driveway. They pause in their game to turn to watch as a little red sports car zips down the street; it begins to slow as it nears them, its turn signal blinking. The car pulls into the driveway next door and the driver, looking over at them, gives a friendly smile and a wave. “That’s Jen! Come on, let’s go over there and you can meet her!” Aaron announces. The two sweaty, bare chested teenage studs walk over to Jen’s driveway. She gets out of her car and pauses to greet them. “Hi, Aaron!” she calls out cheerfully. She’s dressed in a white tank top, jean skirt and sneakers with no socks. Tantalizingly, she wears a pair of shades; is she sizing up the two good looking young studs behind their dark lenses? “Yo, Jen! This is my cousin, J.J.” Aaron introduces them to each other. “Hi, J.J!” Jen greets him with a smile. “So are we still on for next Thursday?” she now asks Aaron. “Yeah! First thing in the morning!” Aaron replies. “Cool! See you then!” Jen responds. She then turns to go into the house, but pauses for a moment. “Nice meeting you, J.J.! I see you over here all the time, but now I finally got the chance to meet you!” The two studs watch as the shapely beauty enters her house and then turn and walk back over to Aaron’s. “She wants it, dude! I can tell,” J.J. assures his cousin. fatih escort “She sure doesn’t act like it, dude,” replies Aaron skeptically. “Dude, trust me. She’s gonna make you wait, she’s gonna make you work for it, but by the end of the summer, you’re going to be balls deep in that,” a confident J.J. assures him.

“J.J., baby, I wish I could tell you something different, but, like, I can’t…” Kerri says in a dejected tone as she holds J.J.’s hand in both of hers and looks deeply into his eyes. In what’s becoming a familiar scene, the two are sitting on the sofa in her living room, J.J. with a full erection that will again go unsatisfied. “But, I thought you were going to check your crystals or whatever you do…?” the teen stud asks in a perplexed tone. “I did but, like, I was getting these weird vibes…like, I just don’t know…all these vibes about triangles and, like, the number 3…” she tells him. “Triangles?” a puzzled J.J. repeats. “Yeah, it’s just, like, weird…” the visibly frustrated and perplexed hippie replies. “Well, I better get going,” J.J. says, getting up from the sofa. Now that he’s fucking Donna, the need to bang Kerri is no longer urgent, and he’s quite simply getting tired of being jerked around by the spacey hippie chick. “Okay, here’s all the vegetables for your mom,” Kerri says, scurrying over to her table and handing J.J. a box full of produce. “Oh, and there’s some berries in there, too.” She then takes a large bunch of bananas and puts them in the box as well. “And those are for you! I bought them at the supermarket!” she says, indicating the bananas. “Bananas? For me? Why?” an even more puzzled J.J. asks. “They’re loaded with, like, all kinds of nutrients, they really help your digestion…and they increase sperm production! So you better eat them!” the hippie replies, giving the teen a mischievous little grin. More confused and frustrated than ever, J.J. carries the box out to his car, gets in, and starts on the short trip home. Aaron’s fucking Megan tonight, but I’m not getting laid! he thinks in frustration. As he drives, he starts to reflect more philosophically on the week’s events. I’m fucking Donna, but I struck out with Lisa and Kerri this week! Only one out of three! Not cool. But at least I’m getting pussy again!

Tuesday, June 14. A grunting, sweating J.J. hammers away at Donna’s pussy. The two are having another one of their marathon fuck sessions while Donna’s husband works the night shift. J.J. has already dumped two loads into the slutty blonde MILF’s love box; the pressure in his balls is building steadily as he thrusts his way towards yet another climax. Suddenly, the ring tone on Donna’s phone sounds. The sound startles J.J., but it doesn’t break the seasoned stud’s carnal rhythm; he keeps thrusting away with machine like precision. Donna reaches over to her nightstand, fumblingly picks up the phone and answers it. “Hello?…Oh, hi honey!…yeah, I got that thing out of the way in the garage…” Her conversation with her husband is conducted with J.J. grunting steadily, his face just inches from the phone. “Oh, that’s the washing machine making all that noise…” Donna stifles a little gasp as she absorbs yet another hammer like pelvic thrust from her teen stud. “No, there’s nobody here with me…I gotta go, honey!” Disconnecting the call, she puts the phone back on the nightstand. “Everybody else texts…he still has to call people!” Donna giggles in good natured exasperation. Her giggle instantly dissolves into a moan; J.J. is hitting it just right. “Oh yeah, J.J. baby! Fuck me!” she gasps. Soon, she finds herself tumbling headlong into a string of multiple orgasms…

Wednesday, June 15. The last day of school. The two stud cousins are finally free for the summer. “Let’s go see Destiny!” Aaron suggests, anxious to celebrate their freedom with their usual midweek blow job in the back room of the convenience store. “Destiny has the day off, dude,” J.J. informs his cousin. “No way! We gotta get our hump day head!” Aaron exclaims. “Yeah, but who’s going to give it to us?” J.J. asks. Briefly he considers taking Aaron over to Donna’s house so that the ditzy blonde MILF can blow both of them, but then he remembers that she’s tied up with her kids that afternoon. The two boys ponder their dilemma for a moment and then Aaron has an idea. “Dude! I know! Let’s call Michelle!” J.J. is less than thrilled at the idea. “Michelle? She’s really not that good, dude,” J.J. states, remembering a less than perfect blow job that the blonde teen had given him several months ago. “Dude, she’s getting better! She’s been getting a lot of practice!” Aaron replies enthusiastically as he taps out a text to the young slut and then hits send. “She’s been sucking every dick that she can get!” “Well, I guess so…” J.J. agrees reluctantly. Aaron’s phone pings and he reads the answering text from Michelle. “Dude, she says come on over! Let’s go!” “Okay, I guess I’ll give her another chance…” J.J. finally agrees. “Dude, she’s a lot better! I got head from her a couple of weeks ago and it was so fucking good!” Aaron assures his still skeptical cousin.

“Hi, Aaron! Hi, J.J.!” Michelle greets the two cousins at her front door with a big smile. A petite 14 year old, Michelle has long curly blonde hair, blue eyes and braces. She also has a bratty personality that rubs many of her classmates the wrong way. Right after her birthday in January, she started her career as a dick sucker. Young, inexperienced and clumsy, her first encounter with J.J. had been less than satisfactory; the stud had to finish by jerking himself off into her open mouth. Since then, she has ramped up her head game and developed her technique; there are now three dozen teenage boys from Valley Vista who have been happily serviced by her. “Yo, Michelle, I heard your mom caught you!” Aaron calls out as the dick hungry blonde leads the two boys to her bedroom. “Yeah, she walked in on me last week,” Michelle admits, replying to the question over her shoulder as they make their way to her room. They enter her bedroom and she drops to her knees in front of the studs. “So, what happened?” J.J. asks, curious to hear how the awkward scene played out. “Nothing. She didn’t say a word. She just turned and walked right out of the room.” Michelle replies as she starts undoing J.J.’s jean shorts. “She knows she can’t stop me!” She pulls down J.J.’s shorts and then his briefs and his erect love worm springs out in front of her face. Aaron has already pulled down his shorts and Michelle aggressively reaches out and pulls down his briefs, freeing his stiffened, throbbing pecker. While keeping a firm grip on Aaron’s dick with one hand, she starts her double head game by taking J.J. in her mouth…

“Dude, you were right about Michelle! That was some good head!” J.J. remarks appreciatively to his cousin as they walk home from Michelle’s house, both of their loads now swimming around in the little blonde slut’s belly. “Told ya, dude!” Aaron exclaims triumphantly in response, as he zips up his fly. “So, dude, do you eat pussy?” J.J. now asks his cousin. “Yeah…I guess…sometimes…” Aaron replies noncommittally. “Dude, trust me. Learn to eat pussy. You’ll have those married chicks right where you want them,” J.J. counsels the younger stud. “Yeah, I guess I really should do it more…” Aaron agrees hesitantly. “Practice on Megan, dude. We want you to have good technique when you’re eating Jen’s pussy!” J.J. replies encouragingly.

Thursday, June 16. Aaron eagerly starts his new career as a neighborhood entrepreneur. His first customer is the gorgeous, dark haired Jen. He knocks on her door and is stunned when Jen opens it clad in a skimpy blue thong bikini. “Hi, Aaron!” she greets him cheerfully. Aaron’s eyes almost pop out of his head. Jen’s boobs are practically spilling out of her bikini top, and her thong leaves almost nothing to the imagination, with just barely enough material to cover her vaginal mound. Suppressing a giggle, she says, “Oh, don’t mind the bikini! I’m going to get some sun! You can start with the back yard!” With her thong nestled deeply between her gorgeous, rounded ass cheeks, she leads Aaron through the house and out the back door, the young stud’s eyes riveted on her shapely, undulating rump. Now tormented by a throbbing erection, Aaron strips off his t-shirt and gets the mower out of a little shed standing in the back yard. As he starts up the contraption, he watches Jen slip her feet out of her flip flops and lie down on an outdoor chaise on the deck. She stretches her gorgeous body out, pointing her pretty, delectable little toes at the sky. With her shades on, she seems completely oblivious to Aaron’s presence as he plies his work, back and forth, across the back yard. Even with the sun not yet at its zenith, the teen starts working up an intensive sweat, his erection a persistent companion as he finds himself unable to resist stealing glances at the sunbathing beauty. She’s torturing me! She must be doing this on purpose! he thinks. It’s a relief for him when he finally finishes the back yard and he can go around to the other side of the house and mow the front lawn…

Friday, June 17. “Hi, Aaron!” Catie greets the young stud at her front door. She has just gotten home from work and is in her typical blouse, skirt and flats, but today she gives him a warm, friendly smile, flashing her dazzling white teeth at him. Her smile, as well as the sparkle in her blue eyes, light up her face, revealing just how attractive a young woman she really is. Aaron is surprised; her friendly demeanor today is in complete contrast to her cautious, reserved attitude and constrained, thin lipped smile from their last meeting. She lets him into the güngören escort house and leads him through the living room, into the kitchen and then out into the garage. As he follows her, Aaron sizes up her petite little frame. She actually does have a hot little body! he notes to himself approvingly. ”There’s the mower…there should be gas in it. If not, there’s the gas can. And the weed whacker is over there,” she announces, pointing out the tools of his trade that the teen will be using. “Thank you, Aaron! I really appreciate this! It would be such a hassle for me to try to do this myself!” she now says, turning to face Aaron and giving him another warm, fetching smile. “I’m just glad I could help!” Aaron replies, now sizing up the sexy young librarian’s rack. J.J. is right, she does have big tits for such a tiny little chick! he thinks to himself. “And, starting next week, I’m going to have Fridays off for the rest of the summer, so you can come over earlier in the day, if you like!” Catie now informs him. “That would be cool!” Aaron replies. “So, how’s J.J.?” she now asks. “He’s doing good!” Aaron responds. “Tell him that I said hi!” Catie says, shaking her head and letting out a little giggle. “The things that you guys used to get into!” she laughs. “Yeah, I guess we kept you busy!” Aaron concedes, flashing his braces at her in one of his boyish grins. “You guys made me laugh so much!” a beaming Catie now reveals. “We did?” Aaron asks incredulously. “You sure did! Of course, I never let you see it! I used to have to walk away from the reference desk or I would have burst out laughing!” she replies, all of her former reserve melted away with a radiant smile…

“Yeah, man, just wait until you hear this new tune! I think it’s going to be the big break that I’ve been looking for, man!” Chip enthuses to J.J. It’s now early evening and the two are in Chip’s sun room, sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, where only last week, the teen stud had been making out with Chip’s wife. Just then, Lisa appears, dressed in a typically skimpy red bikini and red stiletto pumps. J.J. is astounded by her appearance; he’s never seen her looking more beautiful, and almost immediately his pecker begins to stiffen. The gorgeous blonde gives him a quick glance and then, without acknowledging him, clicks her way over to the sofa and seats herself on the open cushion between the two men. She turns herself sideways, so that she’s facing her husband, with her back turned to her teen lover. Her transparent effort to ignore him only serves to arouse J.J. even more. “Hey babe, I was just telling J.J. about that new tune that I wrote! I can’t wait to play it for him!” Chip declares with almost boyish enthusiasm. “Oh, yeah! It’s way cool!” Lisa readily agrees, turning her head to catch a glimpse of J.J. out of the corner of her eye, before quickly turning away again. Just then, Chip’s phone pings. He checks his texts, and getting up from the sofa announces, “Hey, babe, it’s Chad texting me. He needs help working on his car. I promised him that I’d help.” He immediately starts moving for the door, allowing Lisa almost no chance to protest. “Are you taking J.J. with you?” she asks. “No, I’m going to be gone for awhile. You two can just hang until I get back,” he suggests, almost tripping over himself in his haste to get out the door.

As the door slams behind him, Lisa turns in her seat, facing forward, still not looking directly at J.J. “He’s probably going to be gone all night. He’d rather spend time with Chad than with me. I’m starting to see more of you than I see of him,” she says. “Is that such a bad thing?” J.J. asks, flashing his tinsel smile at her. “No, I never said it was,” she murmurs. She finally turns her head to look at her stud. “Do you like this bikini? I just bought it the other day!” she asks. “Yeah, it’s hot!” J.J. agrees, almost drooling, his dick now fully erect and straining at his shorts. “I picked it out just for you. I knew you’d like it,” she says, looking her teen stud in the eye, and gently placing her hand on his knee. “Oh, yeah, I like it!” J.J. assures her as their lips home in on each other. The young couple lock lips in a searing kiss, reaching for each other ravenously with their tongues. J.J. starts moving his hand towards Lisa’s bikini top, just as he did in their last encounter. This time, she doesn’t stop him. The stud breaks off from their kiss, and as Lisa lowers her eyes in surrender, J.J. boldly reaches behind her and undoes her bikini top, freeing her luscious boobs. She makes no protest, and as J.J. works her titties with his hands, the two kiss again. No longer able to control her long suppressed desires, Lisa starts moving her hand up from the stud’s knee, up to his thigh, closer and closer to his bulging manhood. As they break their kiss again briefly to catch their breath, Lisa looks deeply into her stud’s eyes and murmurs softly, “It looks like Chip is finally going to get his wish…”

A giggling Megan tumbles into bed with Aaron. She positions herself on her back, legs spread, anticipating the insertion of her stud’s love wand into her wet, willing pussy. To her pleasant surprise, Aaron ducks his head down between her thighs. “Aaaaaron…whatcha doin’???” the little redheaded minx squeals delightedly as she feels the tip of the stud’s tongue tentatively poking and probing at her mound of Venus. “Just eating a little pussy,” Aaron replies, as he starts to focus his attention on Megan’s clit. “Mmmm…I can see that,” she purrs in response, starting to squirm with pleasure. “Oh!…Oh, yeah!…Mmmm…up a little bit more…Oh, yeah! Right there, baby!” She lets out a loud, delighted yelp as Aaron’s tongue, clumsily at first, but with increasing skill and self assurance, starts pushing her steadily towards climax…

Lying on his back in bed, J.J. lifts his head off the pillow and lets out a deep groan of pleasure as he watches Lisa work his stiffened love worm with her mouth. As the blonde engulfs his swollen pecker down to the balls, he lets his head drop back on to the pillow. “Oh, shit!” he groans. Naked except for her heels, Lisa pulls her mouth off his dick and then starts licking it with her tongue, like a stiffened flesh lollipop. “Here I am, sucking your dick…hopefully Chip will be happy,” she declares, before sliding her tongue down the length of the stud’s rigid shaft, all the way down to the balls. Gripping his tool tightly with her hand while slowly stroking it, she takes his sweaty nut sack in her mouth and works it, eliciting yet another deep groan from the teen. The beautiful blonde gives his balls another lick with her tongue before turning her attention back to his tool. She catches the clear, oily fluid leaking from the slit with the tip of her tongue, savoring both its taste and its consistency. “Mmmm…precum! I love it!” she purrs. She begins moving her mouth steadily upwards, kissing and licking the stud’s body, moving higher and higher up to his chest until finally, she slips herself into his arms. Her lips reach for his and they exchange another passionate kiss. “I’m ready for this, J.J. It’s what Chip wants…and what you want…” she murmurs breathlessly. “What about you?” he asks quietly. “I want it more than either one of you do,” she assures him, her blue eyes drilling deeply into his.

The two quickly position themselves to answer the urgent summons of nature, which can no longer be denied. Lisa, still with her heels on, spreads her legs wide, her love slot beckoning a welcome to the teenage stud. J.J. pushes his hips forward. The tip of his love spear, oozing a steady flow of precum, brushes past the hungry pair of vertical lips and pushes its way further and further into the warm, wet embrace of Lisa’s pussy. “Yeah! Oh, yeah!” she murmurs, looking up into her stud’s eyes, as more and more of the rigid shaft disappears inside of her. She lifts her legs off the bed and points her stiletto heels at the ceiling, as deep inside her, the stud’s stiffened love worm is caressed in the velvet embrace of her pussy and bathed in its love juices. J.J. pulls his hips back and then slams them forward again. Lisa, still gazing up into his eyes, lets out a gasp and reaches up to grip one of his biceps with her hand. J.J.’s first pelvic thrust is followed by another and then another. He soon finds his carnal rhythm, hitting the pussy deep with every stroke, Lisa’s wide open stance allowing him to achieve maximum penetration. The blonde screams in ecstasy, as the young stud hammers her into a string of orgasms. “Oh yeah! Right there! Right there!” she cries out as the teen’s 8 inch love wand hits just the right spot again and again. Finally, feeling the first twinges deep within his balls, the stud redoubles his efforts, putting more speed and force into each thrust and propelling the blonde into another, even more intense series of screaming orgasms. “Oh my god! Oh, my god!” Lisa screams, her orgasmic cries ringing in J.J.’s ears as his balls explode, blasting a thick, slimy flood of his nut scum into the furthest depths of her pussy. “Oh, shit!” J.J. gasps, as his tool spurts again and again…

“Oh, J.J.! Oh, baby!” Lisa moans looking up at the now heavily shadowed figure looming above her, as he steadily plows her pussy. The long summer day has finally come to its close; it was still daylight when the blonde and her teen started fucking but now it is well past sunset, and with no lights on in the bedroom, she can only see the darkened outline of her stud. Five times was not enough for either one of them; both are determined to drain J.J.’s balls dry. Lisa revels in the sound of her lover’s gasping and grunting as he hammers away at her, in the feel of his sweaty, muscular flesh kadıköy escort as she runs her hands all over him and in the humid heat thrown off by his body. “Oh yeah, baby! Cum for me! Cum for me!” she begs him, as she senses him slipping past the point of no return. The stud’s balls spasm forcefully, propelling his massively depleted sixth load of the night into Lisa’s pussy. The stud gasps loudly, gripped by the force of his ejaculation, as a delighted Lisa welcomes every spurt of the man slime that’s being splattered into her. “Oh yeah, baby! Yeah!” she moans. Soon, they are cuddling in the darkness, Lisa entwined in the sweaty embrace of her adolescent stud. “I’m so glad this happened, J.J. You were so good!” she whispers, running her hand over the stud’s heaving chest, delighting in the feel of his still rapidly pounding heart. “We did it for Chip, remember?” J.J. whispers in reply. “Oh yeah, this was all for Chip!” the blonde replies, embracing her stud even more tightly and laying her head on his sweat soaked shoulder.

Saturday, June 18. “Two down, one to go!” J.J. enthuses triumphantly to his cousin as they hang out together Saturday evening. “I’ve been fucking Donna and I finally fucked Lisa last night! Now, I’ve just got to fuck Kerri!” he declares happily. “That hippie chick? Why even bother? You’re already fucking two hot blonde chicks,” a perplexed Aaron asks. “Because, dude, you can never have too much pussy! Besides, I can tell that she’s a wild ride!” J.J. explains. “You wanna meet her? I have to go over there to pick up some kind of herbal shit that she made for my mom,” J.J. offers. “Yeah, I guess I can go with you. How did you ever meet this chick anyway?” Aaron asks as the two get into J.J.’s beat up old compact car. “She grows her own organic vegetables and sells them in town at the market on Thursdays. She really hit it off with my mom, so she’s always giving her free vegetables and herbs and all kinds of shit like that and mom usually sends me over to her place to pick them up,” J.J. explains as they start on the short drive to the hippie chick’s pad. “By the way, dude, did you get any last night?” J.J. asks, always concerned about his younger cousin’s sexual wellbeing. “Megan. Six times,” Aaron replies, smugly aware of his own prowess. “Way to go, dude!” J.J. congratulates him. “She always empties my balls,” the younger stud replies with satisfaction. “And…?” J.J. prompts him. “And I ate her out! I made her cum twice before we fucked!” Aaron responds proudly.

Parking outside Kerri’s house, J.J. taps out a quick text informing her of his arrival. The two studs walk up to the front door and the petite hippie opens it for them. “Hey, Kerri. My mom wanted me to pick up that herbal stuff that you have ready for her,” J.J. informs her. “Oh, sure! Come in, J.J.!” she beckons the teenager, opening the door wide for him and Aaron, who follows him in. “And this is my cousin, Aaron,” J.J. announces introducing the two to each other. “Hi, Aaron!” Kerri greets him with a friendly smile. “Yo,” Aaron replies in a nonchalant tone. Suddenly, Kerri’s mouth drops open and she takes a step backwards. Putting her hands to her face she exclaims “Wow! Wow! This is, like, SO heavy! Wow!” “What?” a startled Aaron asks, looking for reassurance to his cousin before looking back at Kerri. “This is it!” Kerri exclaims in response. “I mean, you’re it!” she corrects herself, grabbing a bewildered Aaron’s hands and holding them in hers. “What’s she talking about, J.J.?” a now alarmed Aaron asks his cousin. “Yeah, what do you mean?” an equally puzzled J.J. asks. “J.J., remember how I told you there was something missing, something that we still needed for our convergence?” she now asks in a gleeful tone. “Well, he was what was missing! Your cousin!” “What? Wait, so you want to converge with him now, instead of me?” J.J. asks in a shocked tone. “No, baby! No! With both of you!” Kerri replies, now reaching out and taking hold of J.J. with one hand, while still holding on to Aaron with the other. “Both of us?” J.J. can only repeat. “Yeah, baby! Yeah!” the hippie replies. “Remember how I was telling you about all those vibes I was getting about triangles? Now it all makes sense!” Dropping the hands of both boys, she steps back, and facing them, places her hands on her chest. “Woman is the apex,” she announces. She now steps forward again and places a hand on each boy’s chest. “Man is the base. And you guys are like, such a totally strong base!” she assures them, now running her hands caressingly up and down their chests. “So, you align with me AND Aaron?” J.J. now asks. “Oh, totally! I totally align with both of you! The alignment of the three of us is just, like, so perfect! It was just, like, totally meant to be!” she enthuses. “That is SO heavy!” J.J. agrees, playing along with the hippie’s pseudo-mystical ravings. “What are you two talking about?” a clueless, bewildered Aaron now asks, still unable to follow the jargon bandied between his two companions.

“Dude, we’re gonna get laid!” J.J. assures him in a whispered undertone as Kerri steps back from them again. “I wanna know what you guys look like,” she now announces. “Take your clothes off!” “Wow! She’s not wasting any time!” Aaron exclaims to his cousin. The two boys quickly pull off their t-shirts before getting out of their jean shorts and then their briefs. “Come on! Get naked! The shoes, too!” the hippie chick orders them. Soon, both studs are standing there completely naked, except for their backwards baseball caps. Both of them are anticipating sex: J.J. already has a full erection; Aaron’s love worm pops out of his briefs in a semi-erect state and rapidly hardens into a full fledged boner as Kerri looks on in delight. “Wow! Wow!” she exclaims, obviously pleased with the two young studs that she’s destined to converge with. “You guys are big!” she exclaims delightedly. “Let me see you play with them!” “Wouldn’t you rather play with them?” Aaron asks, eager for the hippie to deepthroat his stiffened tool. “Come on, dude! Let’s give her what she wants!” J.J. murmurs to his cousin. Both boys drop their hands to their erect tools and slowly begin stroking. “Yeah! That’s cool! Real cool! Get them good and hard!” the hippie exclaims, watching them with a delighted grin on her face. Both studs are starting to ooze precum when Kerri suddenly calls out “Stop!” Both boys stop pulling on their dicks and give her a puzzled look. “Move your hands!” she now orders them. Both boys drop their hands to their sides and stand with their pulsating, throbbing peckers pointing at the ceiling. “Wow! Wow!!! You guys are SO big! Nature has really smiled on both of you!” Kerri exclaims approvingly, standing in front of them, grinning broadly. “Okay, put your clothes back on!” she now orders them abruptly. “WHAT??? I thought we were going to fuck?” a shocked Aaron exclaims. “Not tonight, baby! It’s not time yet!” Kerri replies, picking up Aaron’s underwear from the floor and handing it to him. “But we’re all ready to go!” J.J. protests, the veins in his erect dick visibly pulsating. “J.J. baby, we gotta wait until everything’s aligned perfectly! We can’t rush this!” Kerri explains, giving him a serene, untroubled smile. “You gotta be kidding me!” Aaron cries out in exasperation. “Dude, it’s okay. We’ll get dressed and leave,” the more mature J.J. replies calmly, cramming his stiffened junk into his briefs. Both boys get dressed again, J.J. quietly, Aaron grumbling bitterly under his breath, as Kerri watches them. When they’re fully dressed and turning to leave, the hippie chick scurries up to J.J. and takes his hand in hers. “Oh, J.J. baby, don’t be mad at me! Everything’s got to be, like, just right when we converge! It’ll be best for all three of us!” she says earnestly, her eyes darting back and forth between the two cousins. “Don’t worry, we’re not mad, are we dude?” J.J. says reassuringly, to which Aaron can only mutter under his breath. “I’ll text you!” Kerri calls out after them as they leave the house and walk back to J.J.’s car.

“Shit, dude, take it easy!” Aaron cries out, wincing with pain as his aching, sperm bloated balls are jolted by J.J. hitting a bump in the road. “We’re almost back at my house, dude. You can jack off in my bathroom,” J.J. replies, nursing his own pair of painfully swollen nuts. “Dude, I can’t believe she did that to us! She gave us blue balls!” Aaron cries out indignantly. “Dude, she didn’t do it on purpose. That’s just the way she is,” J.J. replies in an understanding tone, gripping the steering wheel tightly in an effort to absorb some of his agony. “You still don’t want to fuck her, do you?” Aaron asks incredulously, gingerly shifting his position in his seat, trying not to jar his tender man pouch again. “Yeah, I do and I’m going to fuck her. And so are you,” J.J. replies calmly. “Oh, no! Count me out! I’m not getting anywhere near that crazy chick again!” Aaron replies heatedly. “Dude…” J.J. begins; he stops, grits his teeth and digs his hands into the steering wheel as they hit another bump in the road, while Aaron lets out a pained exclamation of “oh, shit!” After they’ve absorbed this fresh spasm of pain, J.J. continues, “Dude, you’re going to fuck her, too. We’re going to have a threesome!” “No way, dude! Look what we’re going through because of her!” Aaron counters indignantly. “Dude, that’s the whole point. You heard her. She’ll only fuck me if she can fuck you, too. So if you don’t fuck her, then I won’t be able to fuck her, either, and all this pain that we’re going through will be for nothing,” J.J. explains. “We’re in this together, dude.” J.J. finally pulls into his driveway. Suffering intensely now, both boys practically break down the door to J.J.’s house, rushing through the living room past his startled parents. J.J. bolts to his bedroom, Aaron to the bathroom, where vigorous yanking of their love worms finally puts an explosive end to their ordeal.

(to be continued…)

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The next morning, Mike went over to Misty’s and rang the doorbell. Her mother answered it, wearing only her bathrobe. Mike smiled at her and surreptitiously checked her out. He could see a good bit of cleavage and tried not to stare. She had long legs for her height, just like Misty did. She was a good-looking woman in her early thirties, and she’d kept her girlish figure with regular workouts at home.
“Hello, is Misty here?” he asked. “I’m Mike Ménage, and she babysat for me last night.”
“Oh, sure, Mr. Ménage. She here, but she’s still asleep in bed. Would you like to come in? I just put on a fresh pot of coffee.” she offered. This was the first time she’d met him, and she thought he was really handsome. She didn’t meet many handsome men these days, not single ones, anyway.
“Sure, I’d love to.” he said, stepping into the hall with her. “I forgot to pay Misty for last night, so I brought the money over this morning.”
“Well, come on into the kitchen, and we’ll get you fixed up with a cup of joe.” she told him. He followed her into the house, looking at her long legs exposed beneath the robe and thinking about what she would be like in bed.
Once they were in the kitchen, she sat him down at the table and reached up into the cupboard to get him a mug. As she did, the bathrobe rode up a little, and he could see the bottom swell of her ass, devoid of underwear. She filled the mug and handed it to him, then indicated the sugar on the table.
“Would you like milk or cream? she asked. He took a sip and shook his head. Her robe opened a little, and he caught a glimpse of the side of her breast. He wondered if she was doing it on purpose.
“Just like this is fine.” he told her, so she got her cup from the sideboard and joined him at the table.
“So, how is your family?” she asked him, to make small talk.
“Misty didn’t tell you?” he asked, surprised. “Cindy left me about a month ago.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” said Ms. Walker. “Why did she do that?”
“She was cheating on me.” he said, sadly. “I guess she ran off to be with him.”
“Oh, that’s terrible!” she said. “You must feel awful!”
“Well, it’s sort of a relief, actually.” he admitted. “She used to throw it in my face every chance she got until she left. I just loved her too much, I guess, and I kept forgiving her. Maybe if I’d gotten mad at her, she would have stayed.” He blew across the top of his mug and took a sip. “This is great coffee, Ms. Walker.”
“You poor man! She didn’t deserve you, from the sound of it.” she said. “My husband died before Misty was even born, and I still miss him terribly, but I can’t even imagine what you’re going through.”
“Well, it gets pretty lonely, but I have little Pete to take care of, and that helps some.” he told her. “I tried going out last night, but I just don’t fit in with the singles crowd, you know? I felt like a total fool.”
“I know what you mean.” she said. “I tried going out a couple times right after Misty was born, but it didn’t feel right to me, either. I’ve been a little lonely myself.” She took a sip of her coffee, too. “The childcare helps a little, but there’s no substitute for adult companionship, is there?”
“No, there really isn’t.” he said, then winked at her. “Especially in the bedroom. Masturbating isn‘t quite the same, you know?”
“Don’t even try to tell me about it.” she told him, holding up her hand. “I haven’t shared a bed with anyone for so long, I wonder if it still works, even.” They laughed together.
He finished his coffee, then stood up.
“Well, I should go.” he said. “This conversation is getting me all worked up.” he told her. “It was very nice to meet you, Ms. Walker. “I’ll be back later to give Misty her babysitting money, okay?”
“Don’t go.” she whispered, looking at him with moist eyes. “I’m sorry if I was too forward. I really like talking with you. Please don’t leave.”
“Oh, well, Ms. Walker-” he said. He took a step closer to her.
“Call me Missy. It’s short for Melissa.” she told him. He sat back down.
“Well, as I was saying, I don’t want to lead you on, or anything. I’m very attracted to you, but I don’t want you to think that I’d try anything disrespectful.” he told her. “Please don’t get the wrong idea about me.”
“I’m attracted to you, too.” she admitted softly. “I’m a little worked up myself.” Her robe opened a little more, and she made no move to close it.
“You are? I never would have guessed.” he said frankly. “Just how attracted to me are you? Would it be too forward of me to say that I’d like to kiss you?”
“No, I’d really like that.” she said, getting up from the table. He stood up as well, and they walked toward each other. He put his arms around her and they kissed, long and slow. She opened her mouth and let him slip her a little tongue. Her bare breasts pressed against his chest through his shirt.
“Oh, that was nice.” she sighed, a moment later. She reached her hand down between them and rubbed his crotch. “Oh, it’s already hard!” she exclaimed.
“That’s because I’m so attracted to you.” he told her. “Maybe I should go, before we do something we çekmeköy escort might regret.”
“Take me up to my room.” she said in a husky voice. “You shouldn’t go; you should come! I have a feeling we might regret it if we don’t.”
“I was hoping you’d say something like that.” he said, picking her up, one hand under her waist and one under her knees. “Where would you like me to come?”
“Inside me.” she said. “I always wanted another child, but I never found the right man. After Alex died, I figured I’d be alone for the rest of my life, but I guess I was wrong. I think you’re the one.”
“Oh, Missy, I’d love to.” he told her, halfway up the stairs. “Are you sure, though? I mean, this is a really big first step.”
“My bedroom is all the way at the end of the hall.” she told him. “I’m as sure about this as I’ve ever been about anything in my life.“ He kissed her again as he took her through the doorway, then lay her down on the bed.
He took his shirt off, then began opening his pants as she took the robe off and threw it onto a nearby chair. She saw the size of the bulge in his boxers and smiled up at him. She had a great body, and the way she was smiling at him made her twice as pretty.
“Oh, my, you’re a big boy, aren’t you!” she said, awe in her voice. He grinned and pushed them down, exposing himself to her sight. Her eyes grew large as she saw how much he was packing. Her husband was the only man she’d ever seen naked, and he was only half the size! She sat up and licked her lips in anticipation.
He loved the way women reacted the first time they laid eyes on him. It was a huge turn on, the way their eyes popped. Missy’s reaction was classic, the way she goggled at it, and a moment later, her thighs relaxed a bit. He saw her swallow hard, and reached down, putting his hand on the back of her head.
“Suck it.” he said hoarsely. She eagerly opened her mouth and went all the way down on his cock, sucking it as she brought her head back up. She let him go and looked up at him.
“If you can do it a couple times, you can cum in my mouth if you want.” she told him. “I haven’t tasted sperm in a very long time!”
“Sure.” he said. “I think I’m good for a couple of shots, at least. Especially with someone as sexy as you are!”
“Oh, good!” she said, then went back to work on his cock with her mouth. He groaned a moment later, and she pulled back until just the head of it was in her mouth, and got ready for him to come. Her tongue swirled around on the tip of it, and she felt his body stiffen.
He came in her mouth, unleashing a torrent of hot saltiness that she gulped down, spurt after spurt. He finished, and she let him go, smiling up at him. She wiped the corner of her mouth and licked her fingers.
“Wow, thank you!” she said. “God, I sure missed doing that!”
“Well, you haven’t lost your touch!” he said. “That was really great!” He got onto the bed with her, moving her onto her back with his hands. “I’m still hard. Are you ready?” he asked. “I can’t wait to fuck you!”
“Can you hold on just a minute?’ she asked. “It’s embarrassing, but I have to go pee!”
He laughed, shaking his head. “Sure, go ahead!” he said, letting her up. She grabbed her robe and slipped out of the room. He heard her go down the hall, and then he heard footsteps coming right back.
“That was quick!” he said, but then he saw that it wasn’t Missy coming toward him, it was Misty. “Oh, hey, what are you doing here?” he asked.
She looked at his hard-on and grinned. “I could ask the same of you.”
“Oh, well, I’m trying to fuck your mother, so please don’t screw it up for me, okay?” he said, covering up with a corner of the blankets. “Nothing personal, okay? I’ll still have plenty for you when you come over to baby-sit again.” He looked at her, wearing a filmy nightshirt that he could see right through. All she had on under it was a pair of panties, and her nipples beckoned to him through the gauzy material.
“Oh, sure.” she said. “I’m glad you’re in here. She needs somebody like you.”
“Oh, good, I’m glad you’re not jealous!” he said, relieved. “Now, can you go? Your mother will be back any moment, and I don’t want her to get jealous, either!”
“Yeah, you’re right.” she said, blowing him a kiss, then went back into the hall and closed the door behind her. Halfway back to her room, she met her mother coming out of the bathroom. “Mother, Mr. Ménage is in there!” she whispered excitedly.
“I know!” her mother whispered back. “I think we like each other. Is that okay with you?”
“Mom, that’s great!” she said, bubbly with excitement. “I like him, too. Did you know that his wife left him?”
“He already told me. Now, go downstairs and don’t interrupt us, okay?” Misty nodded and went toward the stairs. “Hey, Misty?” she said. Misty turned her head and looked at her. “Thanks for not screwing this up for me.” she said. “I really appreciate it!”
“Sure, Mom. Have a good time with him, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Misty went downstairs, and her mother went into her bedroom. The young girl waited a few minutes, then çeşme escort crept back up the stairs and snuck down the hall, peeping through the keyhole.
She saw them on the bed, kissing. They were both naked, and his cock was every bit as big as she remembered it from last night. He laid her mother on her back, then lowered his head between her legs. She saw her mother enjoying what he was doing to her, and remembered how nice it felt when he’d done it to her, last night.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” Missy cried out, writhing with pleasure. “Oh, God, I’m ready, fuck me, fuck me now!” she cried out. “Fuck me with your big cock!” She pulled him up, reached down between them, and guided him into her.
Misty was shocked to hear her mother talking so dirty, but it excited her. She reached down between her legs and began fingering herself through her panties. She could hear the squishy noises of them fucking through the door, but she wasn’t looking anymore. She was too busy masturbating herself too look.
“Oh, God, yes, fuck me!” she heard her mother scream. “I’m coming, coming! Fuck me, fuck me!”
Misty put her eye back up to the keyhole, but she lost her balance and fell against it. The door opened and she spilled into the room. She looked up, and saw his cock going in and out of her mother’s pussy at a furious rate. They hadn’t noticed her; they were probably too involved to notice an explosion outside the bedroom window, she figured.
She moved closer, even more excited by her proximity. She could smell their sex, and the possibility of getting caught turned her on even more. Her fingers worked in and out of herself rapidly, and she began having an orgasm of her own. She stared fixedly at the place where they joined, and was astonished to see his balls begin to pulsate.
A moment later, thick white juice began flowing out of her mother’s pussy, and Misty gaped. He was coming inside her! She reached out her hand and caught a dollop of it as it dripped, then brought it to her lips and tasted it.
She noticed it was different from the way it tasted straight from his cock, and she figured it was her mother’s own juices mixed in with it. She saw another bit of it about to fall, so she caught it and ate it, as well.
Mike pulled out of her mother, and sat on the bed next to her as she sat up, too. Both of them saw Misty sitting there with her panties soaked and licking come off her fingers. She started guiltily and blushed.
“Misty? What are you doing in here?” her mother asked. “Were you watching us?’ Misty was frozen with fright, unable to move.
Mike got off the bed and squatted next to her, touching her arm lightly.
“Misty? Are you okay?” he asked her gently. She gave a start and looked at him, her hand still up to her mouth.
“Uh, yeah, sure.” she said. She looked into his eyes and finished licking up the come, then took his hand and let him pull her to her feet.
“Misty, what are you doing in here!” her mother exclaimed. “You were watching us, weren’t you?”
“Mom, I was curious, okay? I heard a lot of strange stuff, and I wanted to see.” she said, defensively. “At first, I was just looking through the keyhole but I lost my balance and fell, and then I wanted a closer look. It was really cool, Mom.”
“I’m sure you thought so.” said Missy, dryly. “I noticed that you liked the taste of it, too.” Misty blushed, but she nodded.
“It was his come.” she whispered. “I had to try it.”
“Oh, well of course you did.” said her mother, sarcastically. “You’re definitely my daughter, then. I tasted my first come at about your age, and I liked it, too.”
“You did?” Misty asked.
“You did?” Mike echoed.
“Sure.” she said. “That’s how I met your father, actually.”
“Oh, tell me!” Misty said. “I never heard this story before.”
“Well, I was at a party, and a game of Truth or Dare got started.” she said, patting the bed next to her. Misty sat down between Mike and her mother. “When it was my turn I chose Dare. Your father dared me to give him a blowjob in front of everybody. Everybody thought I would decline and forfeit a piece of clothing, but I shocked them all and accepted.”
“Oh, wow, you did it in front of everybody?” Misty asked, awed.
“That must have been quite a show!” Mike said, grinning. “Your first time, and all.”
“Oh, well, fortunately, there was another girl there who talked me through it.” she said. “Otherwise, I might have chickened out of the deal altogether.”
“Wow, cool, Mom. I’d like to try it, too. Will you talk me through it?” Misty asked, looking at Mike’s crotch.
“Misty Morning Walker! What gives you the idea that I would ever let you do something like that?!?” her mother asked her, shocked.
“But, Mom, I really want to try it!” she said.
“Well, I’m sure you do, but not today, young lady!” she said. Mike looked at Missy and smiled.
“Why not?” he said, softly. “I mean, she has to learn sometime, right?”
“What? Are you crazy? She’s only sixteen!” Missy protested.
“Look, do you want her going off half-cocked and trying it with some boy, or do you want her to learn it here, cihangir escort under controlled circumstances?” he said. Misty grinned at him.
“Yeah, Mom, don’t you think I should do it here, instead of up on Perkin’s hill with Danny Cerillo?” she said, winking at Mike.
“You wouldn’t!” Missy said. Misty just smiled at her, and Missy rolled her eyes. “Oh, God, you would.” she sighed. “All right, okay, you win.”
“Oh, goody!” said Misty, rubbing her hands together. “Uh, how do I start?” she asked.
“Allow me.” Mike said, sliding to the edge of the bed. He put his feet on the floor and spread his legs wide apart. “Misty, why don’t you kneel on the floor in front of me.” he suggested.
She looked up at her mother, biting her lip like she was unsure, but then she slid to the floor and got between his legs.
“Okay, Mom, now what?” she asked, looking straight at his limp dick.
“Well, you could start by taking it in your hand.” Missy told her. Misty hesitantly reached out and grasped it loosely. “Good, now lean over and give the head of it a kiss.” she instructed.
Misty hesitantly did as she was told, giving the tip of his cock a nice, long, slow kiss, then looked back up at her mother expectantly.
“What are you looking at me, for? Suck on it!” she said, so Misty bent her head and took him into her mouth. She felt him grow hard as her tongue twirled around the helmet-like head, and she stroked her fist on it to bring it the rest of the way erect.
“Oh yeah, Misty, just like that.” Mike sighed. “Can you take a little more of it?
She looked up at him and nodded, smiling, then went down on it some more. He stroked her hair lightly. “More.” he told her, so she relaxed her throat and went the rest of the way down on it.
“Ahh, that’s a good girl.” he sighed, letting her come back up. “Now, just keep doing it like that, and you’ll get a nice reward!” Missy laughed, thinking back to the night of the party and her first time.
“What’s so funny?” Mike asked her. Missy looked at him and smiled.
“I remember the first `reward` I ever got.” she said. “I almost threw up in her father’s lap!”
“Oh, well, Misty has already had a taste, so I think she’ll do just fine with it.” he said. “You’ll swallow all my come, right, Misty?”
“Mmm-hmm!” she said, with just the head of him in her mouth. Mike sat bolt upright and opened his eyes as wide as they would go.
“Oh, G-God!” he stuttered, and blasted loose a torrent of come into Misty’s mouth. She wasn’t quite ready for it, and had a little trouble swallowing the first jet, but after that, she handled it just fine. Mike, however, was sitting as if electrified, and when he was finished, his eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out, slumping down onto Missy.
“What happened, Mom?” asked Misty, concerned. “Is he okay?”
“He’s fine.” said her mother, moving aside and laying him down on his back. “Pick his legs up and put them on the bed, okay?” she said. “He just wasn’t ready to come, but you tricked his body by humming onto his cock. He’ll be fine in a minute or two, but you drained him good. I’m afraid its going to take him quite a while to recharge, after that.” Misty put his legs on the bed as her mother got up. “Come on, let’s get dressed and go downstairs. He needs his rest.” she said. “I’m proud of you, you know. You did it just right, especially for your first time. Great job!”
“Thanks, Mom, it was cool!” Misty said, grinning. “I like the taste of the stuff, too.”
“Well, that’s good, because some girls don’t, and they’ll refuse to let any man come in their mouth. Some of them won’t even suck it at all!”
“Really!?! Why not?” Misty asked, surprised.
“Oh, different reasons.” she said. “Some of them have been brought up to think it’s dirty and gross; others have different reasons.”
“But why?” she asked. “It’s not gross at all! In fact, I think it’s fun.”
“Well, it’s good that you think so, because it’ll really help you keep your boyfriends!” Missy told her grimly. “I lost a couple of guys when I was younger to girls that gave head, just because I wouldn’t!”
“Oh, man, that’s awful!” Misty said.
“Yeah, well, most guys are cheap, shallow liars.” said Missy. “The one upstairs, well, maybe he’s different. He seems different, somehow.”
“I think he’s really nice, Mom. Can we keep him?”
Missy laughed. “Well, between the two of us, I know we can keep him sexually satisfied, but we still don’t know why his wife left him, do we? Maybe she had a good reason.”
“Mom, do you really think that? Like maybe he was cheating on her or something?” Misty actually started to look worried.
Missy laughed again. “I doubt it.” she said, chuckling. “She was probably the one sleeping around.”
“Yeah, that’s what he said last night.” said Misty. “He told me she used to tease him terribly, by doing a strip tease, and leaving him high and dry.”
“He did?” asked her mother, concerned. “He didn’t try anything with you, did he?”
“No, of course not!” Misty said. “Why would you even think such a thing?” Misty pouted and put her hands on her hips.
“Because it sounds like a line to get you into bed!” said Missy. “Are you sure nothing happened?”
“Yes, Mother, I’m sure!” said Misty. “Come on let’s get downstairs before we wake him up.” She left the room, and Missy grabbed her clothes, then followed her daughter.

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This takes place on the planet Surnova during the end of their dinosaur period. The human’s here evolved faster than did their counter part on Earth.

The next day I moved up toward the front to view the raiders. My God they covered the ground for as far as I could see. Must be thousands of them? We must be out numbered 10 to 1. We are going to be massacred, how are going to survive against so many?

Best guess they were maybe a day away. Our defensive team has been busy placing bombs in the right places, and our hunters were practicing hit their targets. Weapon masters have been busy making both bombs and grenades. Arrow and bow makers had plenty of arrows. The bow makers had back up bows and extra bow strings. The women were trained to get arrows and bows or strings to the archer who might need them.

We had primitive shields made out of sticks and bark. They might stop an arrow, but not much good against a club or spear. But they were better than nothing. Our weapon masters were busy making more of these shields.

Our perimeter defense was designed to slow down the raiders, and funnel them toward the middle. The hope was then have the bombs, and grenades put a hurt on their charging forces. With back up help from all of our archer’s.

I had the horsemen tribe take 25 of their hunters, and go up into the hills to attack the raiders from the West side. They carried some grenades with them. I hoped an attack from a different direction might slow and confuse the raiders. “Don’t get overpowered by the raiders. Do whatever damage you can do, and move on. Keep hitting the raiders in different place vary your tactics, and don’t attack until you hear us first.” I told them.

While I had time, I called a quick meeting with the war council to get updated on how each chief was doing. When that was finished, I toured the camp checking on the food supplies, firewood, water supply, and weapon supply. There was nervous energy flowing through the camp.

I stopped at my camp for something to eat and a quick nap. Silvermoon crawled into the tent with me.

“Please hold me. I am so scared on what might happen.” She said in a soft voice.

“Everything will be fine. We are ready for them.” I reassured her.

We kissed for a bit, and then quickly we shed our clothes. Time was at a premium.

“Fuck me hard Grey Wolf.” She cried at me, as I mounted her from behind.

She was moaning in pleasure, as I grunted a few times, depositing my sperm deep inside of her womb.

We both drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

It seemed like I just laid down, when Red Hawk awakened me.

We eryaman escort sat down by the fire having something to eat, and were joined by Running Elk.

“I want you to stay back with our tribe. If things go badly for us, I want you to take those left of our tribe. That includes Silvermoon and her daughter. Also any nearby tribe members, who may want to flee with you. Make sure you take some food and water. I want you to flee back to our great cave bear campsite. I will leave a dozen young hunters back with you, to help with the retreat.” I said to Red Hawk.

He started to argue with me over this. But I held my hand up.

“Remember our heritage, and what happened to our tribe many moons ago. Thunderbird had to do the samething to keep the tribe going. I want you to do the same. Keeping our tribe alive, is the number one goal here.” I told him with a stern voice.

He looked at me nodding his head. “I will do as you ask, even though I don’t like it.” He said back to me.

“That is my boy, I know I can count on you to keep the tribe alive and strong.” I said back to him with a slap on his back.

Just then a runner came up to us, “Chief Grey Wolf, you and Running Elk are needed up to the front.” He said gasping for some air.

Then we look at each other. “Good luck Dad and brother.” Red Hawk said as we all grab each others forearm in our tribe handshake. We both ran off following the runner toward the front.

Running Elk headed toward the army commander, while I stopped at the command tent to get an update as to what is happening.

I walked into the tent, just as a major discussion was going on about raider tactics. The one thing we feared the most would be the raiders night time attacks. We had huge bomb fires set to go but they would not cover all the area with light. Also how to determine who was friend and who was foe.

We hope that all the pits we dug with stakes in them would help stop the night attacks. We also got word back that our cavalry was in position on Westside of the raiders.

I walked up to the head of the table, and raised my hands up in the air. I waited till it quieted down.

“We have done all we can do, no sense in second guessing ourselves now. It will be night soon and they have slowed down, and won’t arrive till sometime in the morning. I will send out some more scouts to check and make sure there is no sneak attack. I suggest that all of you get some food and sleep, as tomorrow will be a busy day.” I said to the war council. “We will meet back here an hour before sunrise, unless I need you sooner.”

I esenler escort toured the front lines and talked with the commander of the army on a few of the tactics he planned on using. He had all of his soldiers put white arm bans on so we know who was who. This would only work for a little while till the raiders figure it out. He had other ideas on what to do when they did.

After an hour with Howling Wolf, the commander of the army, and Running Elk, I went back to the command tent with some food. After I finished my dinner, I took a nap. I woke up some time in the middle of the night. It was eerie quiet out there. I had just exited the command tent when I heard screaming coming from the front of the camp.

I raced to the front, coming to a halt next to Running Elk and Howling Wolf.

“What happened? What was that screaming that I just heard?” I asked both of them, as we could still hear some moaning.

“You don’t think they sent a probe attack to check out our defenses?” Asked Running Elk.

“There is a good chance that is just what has happened, but what of our scouts? They should have warned us of this.” Howling Wolf questioned.

We look at each other searching for answers on what just happen, and what to do about it.

“Should we send some warriors out to investigate what happened out there?” I questioned them.

We discussed the options among the three of us, and decided to wait for first light before investigating the sounds, with some warriors. The idea that we got no advance warning from our scouts was bothering me.

It was an hour before first light, and the war council was back in the command tent. I was in the process of reporting to them what had happen during the night. When Running Elk waved at me, so I excused myself to see what he wanted.

“A couple of scouts have returned. They had to wait as a raider probe party advanced faster than they could react, to warn us. They followed the raiders up to our barriers and watched them fall into some of the pits. They attacked and killed the few that did not fall into the pits. Finished off those in the pits and covered the pits back up. They deposed of the bodies, and the rest went to join back up with the advance scouts, while these two came here to report.” He told me.

“Thanks for the report, I will go in and inform the war council. If anything else happens let me know immediately.” I said to him.

I filled the council in on what Running Elk had reported to me. We spent the rest of the night till dawn started to break, discuss various different types of tactics. As we were finishing esenyurt escort our discussion, some of the women came in bringing us some food to eat. As they were eating, I went outside and went up to the front to talk with Howling Wolf, to see if there were any new developments.

As we were talking about tactics, Running Elk came running up and pointed out toward the front past our barricades. Suddenly I could see our advance scouts racing back to the camp as fast as they could. Behind them the raiders were screaming and hollering, and chasing after the scouts as fast as they could run.

It was not the full force of raiders, but an advance troop chasing our scouts, looked like about 50 raiders in the troop. Howling Wolf raced to the front hollering orders to his archers.

“Wait till they get in range and do not shoot at the bombs. Do not fire till I give the orders.” He shouted.

The scouts came charging in with the raiders hot on their tails.

“Fire.” Howling Wolf shouted.

The first flight of arrows flew straight and true, and the first wave of raiders tumbled to the ground. The rest turned tail and retreated from us. They stopped just out of arrow range. I marveled at the disciple of our archers to not waste arrows at the retreating raiders. Soon they retreated back to the main group of raiders. A group of warriors went out to finish off the wounded raiders, and gathered up all the arrows they could find.

We expected a mad dash frontal assault type of attacked, one that would attempt to scare us into making mistakes. Instead they move up to just outside of arrow range. We could see them out there studying us, and the defensive layout in front of our camp. This gave us a chance to look them over also, and note the type of bow they carried.

They were a short bows, which could maybe shoot half to three quarters the distance that our bows could shoot. Some raiders carried spears and other carried war clubs, none seem to be coated in the metal, like ours were. I did not notice any carrying grenades or bomb type containers. Also I did not see any type of wooden shield like we had.

It was kind of spooky, with them just standing there hardly making a sound. Every now and then one of them would gesture at different points of our defense. This is not what we expected from them. I watched as a group of raiders moved off to the side. They seemed to be conferring with each other.

Suddenly a signal was given. The whooping and screaming started, with them jumping up and down. The front line dashed forward and then back, trying to get us to waste arrows at them.

Howling Wolf and Running Elk dashed up and down our lines calming the warriors down and telling the archers to hold their fire, until told to do so.

Finally the battle began, and it looked like a tidal wave of raiders were ready to wash over us.

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“It’s time,” Arya said quietly as she emerged from her house, carrying a small rock in her hand. She stood directly in front of Eragon and Saphira, holding it out in her palm.
“If the stone turns red, Saphira is not pregnant. If it turns blue, Eragon will be the father. If it goes black…” her voice trailed off, and Eragon knew why she didn’t want to say that outcome.

She shook her head, raising her hand above the stone in her other palm and began to weave a spell in the ancient language. Eragon didn’t grasp some of the words, so it must have been extremely complex magic. Tendrils of light flowed from her fingers into the stone, which turned transparent, looking like glass in her hand.

Saphira shifted next to him, her gaze fixed intently on the glowing object in Arya’s hand. Her tension was peaking, the huge dragon was close to snapping with anxiety. It seemed like an age, waiting for the elf to complete her spell. Eragon grew impatient, but he knew that sometimes you had to wait for the things you wanted.

Or didn’t want. It would all depend on the color the stone would change in the next few seconds. It flashed, and began to glow brighter. Arya grimaced and Eragon knew the magic must be taking a toll on her energy reserves. Still, she pressed on and a few seconds later, Eragon’s world changed forever. Suddenly, it stopped glowing, and they all looked anxiously at the stone.

Blue. The stone had turned blue! Eragon almost collapsed with relief and Saphira smiled proudly as she realized she would soon give birth an egg with him as the rightful father. Once the rider had recovered his senses he wrapped his arms around his sapphire dragon, reveling in the good news.

Arya was happy too, but for a different reason. The riders would live once more, and now they had another weapon to use against the evil king Galbatorix. It would be great news for the elves, but she still had to protect the pairs’ privacy. Eragon had thought of this as well, and he turned his attention to her.

“Arya, what shall we say? I see no way to explain this,” Eragon said, his mind almost bursting with happiness. Still, he remained calm, even if he just wanted to shout with joy. The elf frowned for a moment, deep in thought.
“We could say that Saphira’s egg is the one that Galbatorix had in his castle, and that we stole it back. No-one would be any the wiser, and if you said it in your old language, no-one would argue either.

Eragon considered it for a moment, but it was Saphira who spoke.
“It is a good plan, but I see a few problems. For one, what if he is requested to say the same thin in the ancient language? Also, what about that actual egg that Galbatorix has? What if we get that one back, then what would we say?

She nodded, acknowledging that it could be difficult. Still, they all knew there was no other way. Saphira, in the mood to celebrate now that she knew she wasn’t pregnant to a monster, swept Eragon up and took off into the skies. Eragon waved farewell apologetically to Arya, who Saphira had forgotten was even there.

“Where are we going?” he asked as the wind rushed past his face. Saphira didn’t respond, but plunged into a terrifying dive, leveling off above the lake they so often visited. Eragon wiped his forehead, he should have known. He jumped off and Saphira lept on top of him, knocking him to the ground.

“A little excited are we?” Eragon asked her playfully.
“You have no idea,” she replied, tearing his clothes off with one swift movement. His cock had already hardened considerably, and she was wet from her arousal as she contemplated mounting Eragon for hours, riding him until she collapsed from exhaustion.

“That wouldn’t be good for the egg, I wouldn’t think,” Eragon teased.
“It most certainly would not,” came a heavy voice from the shadows. Saphira growled and Eragon looked up, realizing in a flash who had appeared. He scrambled to his feet and ran to grab Brisingr, but it was too late.

Galbatorix emerged into the clearing, flicking the rider’s sword away with a click of his fingers. Shurikan slipped in behind him and Saphira cursed herself for not having seen them earlier.
“You didn’t think we would let you off that easy?” he said mockingly. Eragon clenched his fist.

“We’ve been watching you, ever since we had our little fun last time we met.” Shurikan laughed as he spoke the words and it was Saphira’s turn to knead her claws in pure anger.
“It seems,” the evil king continued, “that we were unsuccessful last time. This is rather unfortunate, but there are compromises.”

He took a few strides towards the pair, not taking his eyes off them as he approached. He stopped a safe distance away.
“If I can’t have an egg then I’ll just have to make do with knowing that two of my foes will no longer draw breath in this world.” He laughed, a cruel, unforgiving laugh that echoed through the clearing hauntingly.

Saphira tensed and Eragon raised his fists, much to Galbatorix’ amusement.
“Don’t make me laugh,” he chuckled, “Do you really think you could defeat me?” Eragon grimaced, he knew that they were very much outclassed. Still, that didn’t stop him from wanting to take the king apart, piece by piece.

Galbatorix raised his hands, his hand glowing as he prepared the final, fatal spell that would send them into the void. Eragon prepared himself to block whatever it might be, his mind buzzing with the adrenal dump that came before a fight. Swinging his hands down, he went to hurl his ball of evil energy at the targeted rider.

Suddenly, he stopped. Eragon looked on, stunned, as he saw the tip of a blade protrude from the kings’ chest. Behind him was Arya, a look of cold fury etched across her face as she wrenched the blade out of his chest. She swung he sword in a circle, flicking the blood off before returning it to it’s sheath.

Unfortunately, she underestimated the evil Rider. With a quick motion he completed the spell, hurling the magical energy towards Saphira.
It all happened in a flash. Eragon, moving with astounding agility, dived in front of his dragon. The magic struck him full-force, and he crumpled in a heap.

Arya went to run to his side but was slammed into a tree by Shurikan, who had recovered from the pain of Galbatorix’s wound mentally. Saphira growled and lunged at Shurikan, knocking him into the trees. Seeing his opportunity, Galbatorix pulled himself upright and staggered off into the forest.

Shurikan rolled out from Saphira and followed his rider into the forest. Saphira made to pursue them, but stopped, realizing Eragon was in grave danger. Their mental link had ceased, so he was either unconscious or…
“I don’t think he’s dead,” Arya said, “but we have to get him back to my house.”

Saphira nodded, knowing seconds could separate her lover from life and the void. Arya placed him on her back and climbed on, knowing Saphira wouldn’t mind. It was the best way to travel quickly on a dragon’s back. Without a word, they took off and sped back towards Ellesmera at a breakneck speed.

***

Dropping to the ground, Arya swiftly dismounted Saphira and pulled Eragon’s limp body from her scaly back. Laying him on the grass, she quickly rushed into her house, returning buca escort with an armful of scrolls. Laying them out on the ground, she began to browse through. She knew the spell Galbatorix had used would be no-doubt fatal if left unhealed. The king had a way of making sure his enemies perished.

After a few minutes she located a scroll with a possible counter for the evil magic. She began immediately as Saphira watched on intently, her earlier jubilation completely gone. She sat like a stone a few meters away, hoping silently that it was not the end. Arya raised her hands over him, words forming on her mouth, but Saphira wasn’t even listening.

She desperately sought out his consciousness with her mind, trying to find any signs of life or mental activity, but she couldn’t. Arya brought her hands down on Eragon’s chest, magic flowing through her beautiful body into his. Saphira had no idea what spell she was using but she didn’t care, knowing if anyone could help her rider it was the elf in front of her.

Slowly, the light from Arya’s palm trailed off and she slumped over Eragon, exhausted. Saphira looked at her with concern, but she knew the elf would be alright. Eragon, however, didn’t stir. Arya carefully stood back up, looking down at Eragon with pity and sorrow worming their way onto her facial features. Saphira noticed immediately. She turned to the large dragon, shaking her head sadly.
“Saphira, I…”

“He’s not dead,” Saphira said, cutting her off.
“How can you tell?” Arya replied coolly, all signs of life from the rider completely non-existent.
“Because if he was dead, I would be too. Remember, dragon’s follow their riders into the void.” Saphira snorted, still very distressed.

“I apologize, it was a poor oversight,” Arya said, surprised she had forgotten that fact. Still, she was not convinced Eragon would be coming back to them. Elves were realists, after all. Saphira moved over to her rider, nudging him with her head.
“Oh, little one,” she said to him quietly, “why did you do this? You should have let me take the blast, I had more of a chance of being able to stop it.”

Tears began to form in Saphira’s eyes, large droplets that fell to the ground heavily.
“It’s not your fault,” Arya told her consolingly, “he was just trying to be noble.” She too hung her head before lifting his lifeless body and carrying it inside her hut.

“I think he should… stay here,” she said as she lay him down on the same bed that they had both had intimate moments not long ago. Saphira watched through the window for a moment before she turned and went to take off.
“Where are you going?” Arya asked.

“I have somebody I need to speak to. I haven’t given up yet,” Saphira said before launching her muscular body into the skies. Arya watched her dissapear before returning to Eragon, collapsing on the bed with him due to exhaustion from the magic she had just performed to save him. All of the emotion came surging through her and she cried, burying her head in his tunic.

She had loved him, and now that he was gone she would never get to tell him. She knew that he loved Saphira, but she had hoped that she could at least share him with the mighty dragon. It was odd, she knew, but Eragon was capable of enough love for the both of them. Her tears flowed freely as she fell into a deep slumber, weariness overtaking her body.

“I love you,” she said, letting out her thoughts even if he couldn’t hear her.

***

Saphira flared her wings sharply, landing meters outside of the elven house. She waited patiently until a pair of bright eyes emerged from the darkness.
“Solembum,” she said, bowing her head in respect to the intelligent were-cat. Solembum leapt up onto her scaly shoulder, looking right into her eyes.

“It’s Eragon, isn’t it?” the were-cat said quietly.
“How did you…” Saphira began but Solembum cut her off with a dismissive flick of his tail.
“I’ve know about your relationship for some time, and now his magical energy is gone from the forest. He must be in serious trouble.”

The were-cat licked one of it’s claws carefully as Saphira stared at him incredulously. He was much more in-the-know than she had given him credit for. And how could he sense that Eragon’s energy was gone? That would require great power indeed.
“Yes,” Saphira acknowledged, “and I wondered if you could assist me? The elf Arya has been unsuccessful in her attempts to revive him.”

Solembum nodded, taking a moment to think before he sat down on Saphira’s shoulder.
“It seems as though Galbatorix used some pretty heavy black magic. There is a chance that, although he may appear dead, he is merely in a sort of coma, perhaps under the control of the king.”

A little surprised, Saphira looked at the were-cat to continue. She hadn’t considered that possibility.
“So,” Solembum continued, “I would advise that until he shows any signs of life, keep him under close guard. You just never know. Think, if the king wanted him dead, you would be too.”

With a quick leap the mysterious were-cat lept from her shoulder and dissapeared back into the night.
“Farewell, Brightscales,” he said as his form vanished from sight. Saphira inclined her head and then took off to return back to Eragon and Arya, making haste with her newfound information.

She made it back in good time, landing directly in front of the hut. Almost immediately she sensed something amiss. Looking in through the window she was shocked to see the inside of the house mostly demolished.
“Arya,” Saphira yelled mentally, hoping for a response. She got one, but it was very weak.

“S-Saphira,” came a weak voice from under an upturned bed. With a mighty roar Saphira lodged her two front legs in the window and pulled the house almost in half with great effort, allowing her massive body access to the elf. Removing the bed with her teeth, she saw Arya lying one the floor with blood covering her body.

“What happened?” she asked, already guessing the answer.
“It was Eragon,” she replied quietly, “I was making breakfast and he just got right up and began to just let loose with magic. He was out of control, just blasting anything in his way, including me.”

Saphira grimaced, the were-cat had been right. He usually was, however.
“Do you need any help?” she inquired. Arya shook her head.
“I will be fine, I am fairly resilient. Do not worry about me, just go find Eragon. Stop him.”

Saphira nodded, but how could she stop him? If he was under the king’s control, then she would have to kill him. Still, she knew she could never do that because it would kill her as well, mentally and physically. Focusing for a second she located him, his power radiating once again through the forest, only this time it was much stronger.

Taking off outside the hut, Saphira knew it was going to be a hard issue to deal with. Gritting her teeth she flew off to the Stone of Broken Eggs, where her senses told her Eragon was located. She flew at a great speed, wondering why he, or the king, would want to go there. Was there something hidden in the ancient rocks?

Within minutes she saw Eragon, standing with his back to her on the cliffs. She landed behind him, dropping her body to the ground a few dozen feet away. She waited patiently, a little confused now as to what he was doing. He remained motionless for a few seconds, and then he spoke in the deep, guttural voice of King Galbatorix.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Eragon said menacingly, slowly drawing Brisingr and gripping it in his hands. Saphira stepped çağlayan escort back, utterly unable to decide what to do. It was obvious that he was no longer Eragon in the mind, but he was in body. If she killed him, Eragon himself would die as well. Her mind was bursting with thoughts.

Unfortunately, his was only focused on one. Wielding Brisingr like a war-hammer, Eragon ran at Saphira, lunging at her with no regard for his own safety. She stepped back and jumped into the sky, realizing the only reason Galbatorix had controlled Eragon was to have a little fun at her expense. If she killed him, that would be the end of both of them, and if Eragon killed her, he would be tormented for the rest of his life.

She stayed in the air, hoping she could avoid him but unluckily for her, the King could control Eragon’s magic. She felt herself being slammed into the ground, struggling to get free. Eragon advanced on her, sword in hand but she lashed out and knocked him away with her thick legs. He fell to the ground, sword spinning away, and she took the opportunity to pin him between her talons.

He grinned evilly and reached out his hand, summoning his sword which flew back into into his hand. He sliced Saphira’s leg and she let go in pain, a gash appearing across her foreleg. He took another swing and caught Saphira on the shoulder, which left another large cut. She roared in pain; Brisingr was white hot due to it’s imbued magic.

Saphira tried to fly again, not wanting to injure her rider at all. Her attempts to avoid him were futile, however, due to his reinforced magical ability due to the King’s control. Once again she found herself hitting the ground, slamming heavily into the stone. With a quick hand motion Eragon pushed her against a huge stone and tied her down with impenetrable magical rope.

She could do nothing as her rider approached, Galbatorix’s retched smile destroying his handsome features. Stopping in front of her, he bright Brisingr up and ran the flat of the blade along her scales teasingly. She recoiled from the intense heat it was producing, enough to even pierce her scales. Sliding the blade along her back he suddenly thrust it into her, stabbing the sword in only a fraction of the way.

Even so, it was enough. Saphira cried out in agony as the flaming blade tore into her. Eragon laughed with a voice which belonged to a much more evil man. When Saphira had recovered enough from the sword she wondered if the real Eragon was still in there.
“Eragon,” she pleaded quietly.

“He can hear you, you know,” Eragon/Galbatorix said. Saphira snarled, with no doubt in her mind that her rider could hear her. Galbatorix would make sure that they both saw everything that was going to transpire on the Stone. Eragon ran the sword once again across her body, preparing for another round of playing pin-cushion with his captured dragon.

Smiling, he pulled the sword back and swung it at her wing. Saphira closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable pain that would come next. It didn’t. Looking back out she saw, unbelievably, Arya spear tackling Eragon to the ground. The pair slammed into the stony earth, Brisingr sliding away once again.

Eragon grabbed her throat and began to squeeze it, trying to choke the stunning elf. Arya was having none of that. Breaking his hand free she picked him up with incredible strength and threw him against another rock. In their battle the holds on Saphira weakened and she broke free, dropping to the ground in pain from her wound.

Arya dash over to Eragon before he could recover, thinking he was stunned. She had fallen for his trick, however, as Brisingr was back in his hand. With a triumphant cry he swung the sword, but all he met was air. Arya was nowhere to be seen. It only occurred to him a few seconds later it had been a magical illusion.

Arya was really with Saphira, healing her swiftly with her magic. Eragon stormed over but he was too late, Saphira had recovered fully. Arya motioned for Saphira to stay out of the fight. She agreed reluctantly, but knew that she would step in if Arya looked as though she was going to lose. Still, she didn’t see how Arya could solve the problem.

Oddly, Arya winked at her before turning to face Eragon. He looked terrible now, as though evil had consumed his entire body. Brisingr glowed a dark, flickering blue instead of the usual bright blue she had seen before. Hate was written all over his body, from his face to the way he stood. It was an intimidating sight, but Arya knew it was all just Galbatorix playing mind games with her.

She didn’t draw her sword, instead opting to use her head. She knew the only way to finish this was to release Galbatorix from Eragon’s body, but she didn’t exactly know how. Still, an idea had formed in her mind and she wanted to try it out. Eragon was still inside somewhere, and maybe she could persuade him to break free.

Eragon ran at her, blazing blade in hand. He swung and she nimbly sidestepped the attack, dealing Eragon a swift blow to the ribs as he passed. Because he was under the control of the evil king, his reflexes weren’t as sharp, but he felt no pain. The rib punch went unnoticed as he turned back to face the elf.

He went into a complex figure-eight attack which had no effect on Arya as she danced out of the way. When he stopped she gracefully lept at his and knocked the sword from his hand. Galbatorix wasn’t a very good puppet master. Grabbing him around the waist she threw him to the ground, pinning his arms behind his head.

“I will not be defeated,” he snarled, but Arya didn’t let up.
“Eragon, I know you’re in there, try to break free,” Arya said, struggling to keep him down.
“It’s no use, he is too weak to resist my might,” Galbatorix/Eragon spat. Arya shook her head, continuing to keep him on the ground.

To Saphira’s surprise, Arya lent forward and looked Eragon straight in the face.
“I love you,” she said quietly before the gap closed between them and she kissed him firmly on the lips. Eragon tried to break her grip but she held firm, passionately kissing him until his body went limp.

Breaking the kiss she looked at Eragon, seeing no signs of life. She stepped off his body, and he quickly opened his eyes. Bracing herself, Arya looked down at him.
“Eragon?” she asked hopefully. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his lips where Arya had placed hers a minute ago.

“It’s… over,” he said shakily, still recovering from his body being invaded by the evil king. Arya laughed and Saphira sauntered over, licking Eragon’s’ face happily. He saw the mark on her back from where he had cut her.
“I’m so sorry Saphira,” he said, but his dragon didn’t care because it hadn’t been him in control.

“It’s not your fault,” she said. Turning to Arya, Saphira looked down into her eyes.
“Did you mean what you said?” she asked the elf quietly.
“Yes,” Arya replied, “I love him with all my heart. If it is alright with you and Eragon, could I share in your relationship?”

Eragon looked startled, he hadn’t expected this.
“You want to be Eragon’s mate… as well as me?” Saphira asked incredulously.
“Well… yes, if you have no objection. He can love both of us, for he is a kind, loving soul.”

Saphira thought about it for a moment. She had always been protective of Eragon but didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t sleep with Arya. He would always love his dragon more, because they were intimately linked.
“Arya, you are welcome to lay with Eragon if you so wish,” she said. Eragon smiled, now he had two of the most beautiful çankaya escort creatures in the land to sleep with.

“Thankyou,” he said to Saphira, his love for the dragon only intensified by her generous act. Both of them hopped of Saphira’s back and they flew off back to the lake where she and Eragon usually relaxed. The danger had passed, there was a child to be had, and it was time fore a celebration. It had been a long time coming.

***

Two weeks later

***

“Oh Eragon,” Arya moaned as he penetrated her for the fourth time that week. Now that Arya was sleeping with him freely he had found that she was an absolute tiger in the bedroom. Except for one little detail. They weren’t in the bedroom. Saphira moaned as her inside were cleaned out by the horny elf, who had her face buried deeply inside of the dragon’s deep snatch.

Eragon was extremely aroused by the sexy princess of Ellesmera eating his own dragon out. It made him ache for a release, pumping his stiff cock deep into Arya’s tight body. Her vagina drew him in invitingly, her slick walls already covered with his pre-cum making their coupling easier. It seemed that elves were very tight, and that humans were better endowed.

It made their sex very hot indeed, so hot that when Arya was reduced to gasping his name on the mattress each night, Saphira had finally decided to join in. Neither of them objected.
“Harder,” Arya said between heavy breaths. Eragon obliged, ramming himself into her at an astounding rate.

Arya felt her tongue pushed deeper into Saphira’s inviting folds, which provided her with the taste she had come to love. Saphira purred in pleasure as the elf lapped at her insides happily, taking a pause every now and then to speak. Saphira loved feeling the graceful elf’s tongue probe her soft passage but she didn’t have the skill Eragon did when.

He brought his arms around Arya’s waist and pounded her pussy powerfully, creating amazing friction between the pair. Every time he pulled out there was a wet pop as his cock left her tight entrance.
“Cum in me, Dragon Rider,” Arya demanded in a lustful tone. Eragon couldn’t disagree with his steamy elf, happy to give her what she wanted.

Eragon thrust a few more times before burying himself to the hilt, causing Arya’s tongue to brush Saphira’s most sensitive spot. With a loud cry all three of them orgasmed at the same time. Eragon pumped Arya full of his hot, sticky seed, providing her with the full, warm feeling she desired. Her vagina squeezed his length as her own climax overtook her.

Saphira squirted copious amounts of her own fluids over Arya’s face, who drank eagerly to satisfy her cravings. Eragon lent forward and licked some of it off as well. He kissed Arya awkwardly from the rear-entry position they were in and then he pulled out, cum leaking from her swollen lips as he removed her dripping organ.

Arya knelt down and licked his manhood clean, tasting their combined juices in her mouth. Eragon smiled, his penis was still rock-hard. After being with a dragon and an elf, he had built up some amazing endurance that meant he could sleep with them both in one night. He went over to Saphira, wasting no time in plunging his throbbing length into the dragon’s now sloppy hole.

He slid in effortlessly, due to the lubricant that was already produced from her orgasm earlier. He immediately began to push in and out, lovingly fucking his dragon. Saphira loved it, no matter what Eragon did it was always perfect for her. Arya watched on for a minute before deciding to try something new.

Sliding onto Saphira’s body she lay face-down on Arya’s stomach. She brought her head down to where Eragon’s slick meat was sliding in and out of the Saphira’s vagina rapidly. She positioned her mouth so she was able to lick Saphira’s clitoris and feel Eragon’s shaft slide along her elven tongue as he penetrated Saphira.

Eragon groaned in pleasure at the new contact, now he had two sets of lips to pass as he made Saphira grunt in satisfaction. Arya could taste their fluids each time Eragon’s long shaft ran along her tongue. Their hot lovemaking continued for many minutes of blissful pleasure until Eragon and Saphira could feel their impending releases.

“Breed me, Eragon,” Saphira said with a smile. Eragon, who was so used to giving his dragon everything she wanted, obliged. He hilted himself in her, coating her large passage with spurt after spurt of his thick cum. Arya licked as much as she could off his length as Saphira’s orgasm made her vaginal muscles massage Eragon’s length sexily.

He stayed in Saphira for a while, her draconic warmth very relaxing and pleasurable on his cock. When he finally pulled out, Arya got a very good dose of Eragon and Saphira’s juices as her mouth sucked his shaft. Eragon was finally spent, so he lay down on Saphira’s belly with Arya joining him.

“These have been the best few days of my life,” Arya stated happily. Eragon nodded in agreement, the only thing that could beat sex with Saphira was having the sexiest elf in Ellesmera help him with it.
“What do you suggest we do if you become pregnant?” Saphira asked her seriously.

“Nothing,” Arya replied, “I would be honored to bear his child as would you with your egg.” Saphira nodded curtly and Eragon hugged Arya fiercely, glad to have such great lovers with him.
“What do we do now?” Eragon asked.

“I have no idea,” Arya told him, “but I would like to go again.” At this she spread herself open with her fingers. Saphira chuckled, the elf was insatiable. Still, she was a little bit insatiable herself, so she didn’t comment. Instead she rolled over until she was on top of the pair and allowed Arya to lick her again while Eragon used his mouth on the elf.

Between the sex, the egg and Galbatorix they were going to have an amazing, exciting year. The threesome continued their mating in bliss as the sun went down and darkness filled the sky.

It was going to be a long, happy time ahead.

***

Three months later

***

Arya came bursting into the room, leaping into Eragon’s arms. She was crying, something Eragon didn’t see often. Strangely, she didn’t seem unhappy.
“What is it Arya?” he asked, quite confused at this stage.

“Eragon, I’m pregnant!”

Thankyou to everyone who has kept up with this series, for all the favorites, watchers, commenters, raters. You have made this series the most popular over the last few months and I am extremely grateful.
This was intended to be the last chapter, but I have probably left too many loose ends to finish now. Instead, I will probably take a break from this series to pursue some other stories I wanted to write before coming back to it.
I have some things such as a re-write of my Typhlosion story, plus I wanted to do some things with Red XIII (Nanaki) from Final Fantasy 7. I also had a story in mind about Shiron and Ranshiin (from the Japanese cartoon ‘Legendz’)
That’s not all though. My body is almost bursting with writing itches, so if you feel like you have something you would like me to write feel free to drop me a personal message through through the Yiffstar message system.
Eragon – A Rider for Saphira has been a huge success and I once again thank all of you who contributed to the lively community the story has, especially some of my earlier readers (who are so numerous I couldn’t name them all, but you know who you are!)
This series will not end, but it may take some severe pauses until I have satisfied some of my other writing cravings.
Keep up the reading, keep up the writing and keep it real!
GryphonWings.

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It was the biggest time of the year in our mansion. Like before, my mom is still very pretty with her hair, slim body and casual wear of jacket, revealing blouse and a short length skirt with her skinny bare legs sticking out from under her skirt. Until now she seems very hungry at the moment before the big dinner at six o’clock. We were waiting in the drawing room and there was an hour to go. We were staring boringly at the television but I was enjoying the loud rumble of my mother’s starving belly. I felt the complete hollowness in her belly as I sat up tight to her. She kissed me passionately and she was massaging my cock under my trousers with her red fingernails, tickling my penis. Then we fell asleep.

As we woke up, we started to eat, my mom was eating and eating and drinking more than I was. As she continued, I noticed her empty slim belly was getting bigger every minute. Then as there was a quarter of food left, she lay back slowly on the sofa and started placing her hands on her big aching belly after she opened a few bottom buttons of her blouse to let the belly visible and cool. I came over and kissed it for her. “Thank you, honey.” I said; “Mom, you have to finish the rest on the table.” She said; “Honey, I love to but I will burst my belly open.” As she saw how disappointed I am now, she suddenly changed her mind. “If I eat the rest arnavutköy escort of the leftovers myself, I promise then we’ll have our private time.” I smiled and felt so eager for my mom to get her belly bigger and bigger before our private time. I embraced her tight and she wrapped her arms around me. As she couldn’t get up because of her loaded heavy belly, I brought the leftovers to her; she ate all the rest and drank a full 125 litre carton of water. After that she opened her blouse completely to let her huge belly and tits to grow to their full size. I lay down on her and and brought my cock to her red lips and suck it to moisten it for me to rub it over her massive bare abdomen. As we kissed, then her cheek, her chest and finally all around her beautiful swollen belly. As she continued to kiss me passionately, she pulled her soft lips from my lips and said; “Honey, I’m sorry, but I need the toilet.” I said; “Mom, you promised me…” She started to realise she did promise me. I said, “Mom, if you really need to go…” But she said; “No, I’ll hold it in. I’ll keep my promise to you.” I continued kissing her belly and lay on her tits and licked her nipples. I heard my mom moaning in pain from her bellyache and the agony of holding in her urine. I then put my ear to her belly and listened; her belly was moaning and atakent escort groaning loudly. Mom was getting more uncomfortable by the pain of holding in her urine. I gently rubbed where her extremely full bladder that is ready to burst. After an hour, my mom was fidgeting uncomfortably; she wanted to drain her urine. She said; “Honey, I’m sorry again, but I’m going to burst! We can have out time after you get me drained.” As I didn’t want my mom to overload her bladder, it’s time to get her drained. I said in concern; “Let’s get you to the toilet.” My mom smiled as I agreed to help her.

As she couldn’t get up from her heavy belly, I lifted her off the sofa and towards the grand staircase to the bathroom upstairs. My mom was very heavy to carry and I took each step very slowly even though I couldn’t see where I was going to place my foot. As I was carrying her, one of my hands was massaging on her smooth bare back and my other hand was holing her bare legs that were tight together to hold in her urine. I said ; “I have you, mom. Just hold it in.” She said in pain; “Please hurry, sweetheart!” My mom was still groaning in pain to hold it in as I finally reached the top of the stairs and hurried to the bathroom. As I turned the knob on the bathroom door, it won’t open. I said in panic; “It’s locked!” My mom looked surprised bostancı escort as she realised something. She said; “I remembered I left the key downstairs by the backdoor.” I said; “I must get it! I’ll leave you here.” I slowly lay her on the floor outside the bathroom door. She was now near to the moment of exploding her bladder. She said in ache; “Please be quick, honey!” I kissed her on the cheek. I said; “I’ll be right back.” I darted to the stairs and slid down the banister. My mom started rolling onto her side on the floor with her face turning a bit red. As I reached the back door, I saw a small pile of keys with tags on them. I rushed through the pile, with ones saying; front door, back door and garage door. While my mom was groaning horribly loud in desperate distress, I could hear her from where I was. Finally, I found the key, grabbed it, ran back and up the stairs and arrived where my mom was. She now was boiling red in the face and sweating heavily and rolling on the floor with her skinny bare legs crossed together very tightly, but she was glad that I was back. She wailed; “Please hurry, sweetheart!” I finally unlocked the bathroom door and opened it. I quickly lifted mom up again and placed her on the toilet. I placed my hand under her skirt to remove her knickers from her hairy vagina. She held me tight for support and comfort before she started to pee. She sighed in relax and litres of her urine drained. She looked at me proudly and said “thank you?? before she kissed and embraced me on her smooth bare thigh and I buried my head into her large tits and suckled her nipples.

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Nikki was woken in the middle of the night by Joan pulling her out of bed. Joan dragged her upstairs and forced her finger into Nikki’s mouth over the toilet. The little contents of Nikki’s stomach spilled out. “You bitch.” Joan said smacking Nikki. “How dare you take food from my kids?!”
Nikki had no answers as it continued to come up. Nikki sat back on the floor and Joan grabbed her by the hair again. She pulled Nikki down the stairs and pulled off the dress and underwear Nikki had replaced after Richard ripped the old ones off. She forced Nikki to her bed and made her lay on top of the covers. She bound Nikki with a rope around her wrist and ankles. “Richard is off tomorrow and he will punish you properly then.” Joan said and left.
Nikki didn’t sleep. Around midday the door to the basement opened and Nikki heard two men walk down. “See John,” Richard said.
John was a friend of Richard’s. They worked together and John had openly molested Nikki during a poker game of his and Richard’s. “Oh man,” John said. Richard undid the ropes as John sat on the bed. He opened Nikki’s legs even more and stuck his mouth on her pussy. He began to eat her out as Richard rubbed her breasts.
John nipped at Nikki’s flesh and Nikki couldn’t help but cry out in pain and pleasure. Richard and John each fondled her and began to fuck her hard. As Richard was going his second round with Nikki on top John got behind her and pushed her forward. He broke through into her ass. Nikki screamed in pain and Richard smacked her with the back of his hand. “Shut up ho.” He said.
Nikki couldn’t bayrampaşa escort fight the tears as the men filled her, first with their dicks and then their seeds. They left Nikki naked on her bed filled with their juices. Nikki curled up on her bed trying to keep warm as they had taken her blanket. Nikki felt the tears fall silently. She wove in and out of sleep.
She finally woke up fully a long time later. “Mom,” Juliette was whining. “I need her tonight. Sheryl is coming over.”
“You and Sheryl will have to make do.” Joan said. “She’s being punished.”
Nikki had never felt so miserable. She tried to sleep some more.

Nikki woke to a small sound. She tried to hide her naked body. A flashlight hit the ceiling and Nikki saw Drake placing a camping light on the floor so it could illuminate the room. Nikki got off her bed and hid behind the side so Drake wouldn’t see her. “You shouldn’t be in here.” She said. “You’re going to get into trouble.”
Drake looked at her. “I don’t care.” He said and pulled out a small bag. “I brought you some food. You need to eat.”
Nikki shook her head. “Just go upstairs.” Nikki said. “Please. Just go.” The door began to creak, which meant someone was coming. “Turn off the light and hide.” Nikki said. Drake turned off the flashlight and hid in a corner. Someone walked to Nikki and the lamp beside her bed turned on. Richard was sitting beside her. He began to finger Nikki’s crotch.
“You’re going to have to be very quiet tonight.” Richard said. “Juliette and Sheryl are still up.”
Nikki beykoz escort nodded and Richard began to suck her breasts. Out of the corner of her eye Nikki could see Drake watching.
Richard got on top of Nikki and began to fuck her. Nikki clenched her teeth to stop the screams. Her body was raw and it hurt. Richard bit one of Nikki’s nipples and a soft cry escaped. “What did I tell you,” Richard said. “You dumb slut.” He hit Nikki in the face and a louder cry escaped. Richard covered her mouth and kept hitting her and raping her. He finally came and pushed himself off of Nikki. “Now be a good slut and Joan might let you take a shower.”
Richard threw a blanket on Nikki and left.
Nikki fought the tears as she heard Drake come out of hiding. “Nikki?” he asked.
“If you don’t go now,” Nikki said. “We’ll both be in trouble.”
“I’ll make sure they don’t see.” Drake left and Nikki cried.
The next morning Joan walked down to Nikki’s room. She lifted Nikki’s face to hers. “Those will take at least a week to heal.” Joan said. “You’ll stay down here until then. Now, Sheryl will be accompanying us to the cabin for Christmas vacation. This means you will too. While you will not be punished there, you will be punished when we return and the more you misbehave the worse off you will be. Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Nikki said.
“Good, now get dressed you little slut and get to work.”

For the next few weeks Nikki managed to stay out of Joan’s way. On the evening the family was preparing to leave Joan called Nikki upstairs. Nikki found beyşehir escort Joan in the kitchen. “Drake is unwell,” Joan said. “He’s caught a bug from that school of his, private my ass, if my son can get sick. Anyway, he will not be leaving so neither will you. You are to stay in this house and give him all he asks for, understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Nikki said.
“Good, now we are leaving and we will be home on January 5th. That’s the Sunday before they resume school. You are to stay near Drake’s room in case he needs anything. Got it?” Nikki nodded. “Good.” Joan, Richard, Sheryl, and Juliette left. Nikki gave a sigh of relief. She went to Drake’s room and sat outside the door. She began to doze off.

Nikki woke to see Drake sitting in front of her. “Why are you sleeping here?” Drake asked.
“Your mom told me to wait here in case you needed anything.” Nikki said.
“So they left you?”
“Yes,”
“Good, I want to talk to you. Come on. I’m hungry and so you must be starving.”
Nikki followed Drake to the kitchen. He began to make a frozen pizza. They sat at the small island. “How long have you not been a virgin?” he asked.
“A couple months after I started here.” Nikki said blushing furiously.
“Always him?”
“Yes,”
“No one else?”
“No, there is his friend John.”
“And my mom knows?”
“She orders it. That is how your dad punishes me or teaches me a lesson in her words. Both he and John are sterile so she doesn’t care.”
“Do you?”
“I─It’s not too bad.”
“Tell me the truth Nikki.”
“I do not like it, but what else can I do?”
“Fight?”
“I tried at first and that only made it worse.”
“Oh,” They ate in silence.
“Are you really sick?” Nikki asked.
“Nope,” Drake said. “Just got a couple parties to go to later this week and I am sick of Juliette.”
Nikki nodded.

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My Son’s friends
Part 1
I get to know his girlfriend a little better
Teen, oral, teasing, older male/teen

This is an adult erotic story (or at least it was written as one). If you’re under the legal age wherever you happen to be, don’t like these types of stories, or are close minded, judgmental, ignorant or for any other reason you think these types of stories are disgusting, leave, delete it and go away forever.

This story is all fantasy based on people I do know and an overactive imagination. Obviously I’ve changed names as well as some relationships, and other pertinent data to protect the….. You know the rest.
My name is Brad. I’m 40, about 5’11, in fair shape and happily married for 20 years to Julie, my college sweetheart. Julie is 5’9” 140 lbs, slim with 36C tits, a still firm round tight ass and chestnut hair with just a hint of red. The relationship between my wife and me has always been great as well as open. We have amazing, uninhibited sex whenever either of us wants, and have been known to open our bedroom to a select few very close friends. More on that another time..
Our son Mark is our pride and joy. He’s 18, maintains a 4.0 in his senior year of high school. He’s about 6’4, 250 and very athletic. He also has a girlfriend that seems made for him, Nikki.
Ok, I know what you want, so here’s what I’ll tell you about Nikki. Nikki is also a high school senior, absolutely gorgeous, just turning 18. She’s about 5’4, all of 110 pounds soaking wet and the definition of petite. Of course she is a cheerleader and looks so hot in her little uniform that I can’t stand up for a while when she comes in the house wearing it. She has a tight, firm apple butt, and a pair of amazing 34B pert breasts. When she isn’t wearing her cheerleading uniform, she usually wears skintight shirts that make her nipples stand out and mini skirts that are just below the panty line.
We’ve always had a good relationship with our son and all of his friends. They spend more time at our house than their own and know they’re always welcome.
Mark’s girlfriend Nikki is different. She and I have had a very nice and friendly, although platonic, relationship almost since she started dating Mark, almost a year ago.

I was alone in the living room one day while Mark was out with his friends and Julie was working when Nikki walked in the back door, grabbed and soda and joined me on the sofa. She leaned over and kissed my cheek, looked at me and sweetly reminded me that she thought of me as her daddy. I patted her thigh innocently without looking at her, telling that Julie and I love her too and think of her as one of our kids. I couldn’t help but notice her smooth luscious skin as I removed my hand from her 18 year old leg.
I hadn’t paid much attention to her until that time, and finally glanced over at her. She was sitting cross- legged, facing me. Without trying, and unconciously, I saw right up her very short skirt and into a sexy light blue silky thong. I turned quickly away, red faced, hoping she hadn’t noticed what I obviously saw. If she noticed, she didn’t let on, acting totally normal. My cock had started to stir. It was bunched up in my shorts, and was trying to stretch itself out and sneak down my pants leg. I did the best I could to prevent this, but if she had looked at me, it would have looked like a mouse squirming in my pants. Trying to act as normal as possible, I looked at the TV and avoided turning my head, afraid of the results.
She just kept talking as if nothing was wrong and asked if she could talk to me about “stuff”. Not thinking anything of it, I told her of course, you can talk to me about anything at all.

Chapter 2, Nikki’s Story

She started out by telling me that she had tried to talk to her parents about sex from the time she was 13, but they would just tell her she didn’t need to know anything other than it was a sin outside of marriage. They even refused to let her take Sex Ed in school, a big mistake in my estimation.
I looked at her wide eyed and wondered to myself how parents in this day and age could or would want to avoid having “the talk” with all of their children, but especially teens entering the curious stage. Oh well, it takes all kinds.
She blushed as she told me that even as early as 13, she would feel tingling in her girl thing. I stopped her with a little laugh, told her that if she was old enough to hear about sex, she was old enough to call it by one of its normal, accepted bahçelievler escort names. She blushed a little, looking at me. It was my turn to blush a little as I told her that she should call it a vagina, or pussy, among others, or in some instances, even cunt was fine to use. She just smiled and said, ok daddy.
Nikki then continued her story. Not knowing what these tingling feelings meant and getting worried about it, she did the natural thing for a teenager and asked her best friend, Melissa. Melissa was a year older and well developed for her age. She also had a much better grasp on what the tingling meant and what to do about it.
One night during a sleep-over, Nikki told Melissa that she had watched an R rated movie while her parents were out of the house. The movie had a hot scene with the naked girl and boy kissing passionately and rubbing their hands all over each other and Nikki started feeling that tingly sensation again. Melissa giggled softly and told her that it meant she was sexually excited and needed to take care of it.
Not quite sure what she meant, Melissa started to try and explain masturbation to the naïve teenager. She then told Nikki she would teach her how to remedy that tingly feeling.
Melissa instructed Nikki to take off her old fashioned and boring pajamas. Melissa herself didn’t usually wear any type of night clothing to bed and was now just in her bra and panties. Her bra must have been old because it was obviously at least 1 size to small, and her panties were little boy shorts that hugged her teenage cunt. Melissa quickly removed her bra and her ample tits bounced out like they were gasping for air. Her Areolas were a dark brown with nipples that looked like hard pencil erasers. She then wiggled out of her tight panties.
Although she hesitated for a minute, Nikki did as she was told, and removed her pajamas. Now both girls were sitting there stark naked. Until now, the only time Nikki had seen another naked girl was when they showered after gym class, and she certainly couldn’t stare at another girl for fear of being labeled a dyke or something.
Both girls sat on the bed cross-legged facing each other. Nikki studied her friend’s body, fascinated at the obvious differences between the two. Melissa, at 14, had larger breasts than Nikki, already a 36C cup compared with her own 32B. Continuing her visual examination down from there, it looked like her pussy lips were longer and looser than her own and some of the insides were exposed past the lips. She also had shaved herself and only had a landing patch over her pussy lips. Just looking at her friend made her own pussy tingle and she could feel moisture forming.
Nikki’s own pussy lips were smaller and closed tight together unless she was excited. Then they would open a little, almost inviting some kind of action. She also shaved her pussy, mainly because of cheerleading and had no hair at all anywhere around it.

Melissa instructed Nikki to watch closely and do what she did. Nikki glanced over at Melissa nervously and saw as she moved her own hand to her vagina. Nikki blushed furiously and gasped at her friend’s actions. Other than cleaning herself, she had never touched her, or anyone elses, private parts.
Melissa started lightly rubbing up and down the lips of her pussy lightly, moaning as she opened up her pussy lips. Nikki saw that moisture was also forming in Melissa’s pussy and was in fact starting to drip onto her leg and down to the bedding. Melissa kept rubbing, building up speed and intensity and finding her clit, rubbed it, gently at first. She obviously was enjoying the activity. Nikki watched intently, as Melissa started breathing faster and watched as she threw her head back, eyes close and mouth open in an almost silent scream. Without warning, Melissa started shaking, her breath ragged as she started a massive orgasm. Hissing “YESSSSSSSSSSSS, I’M CUMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGG, UNGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH, and finally a satisfying AHHHHHHHHHHH”. When she was done, she took her now soaked fingers out of her mouth, licked them off sensually, sat up and looked at her friend with sleepy, sexy eyes. She simply said, OK, Nikki, your turn.
Nikki’s own pussy started getting more tingly than she had ever been and tentatively mimicked her friend’s actions. She moved her hand down to her own barely teenage slit. The tingling feeling started to get stronger, and although it sort of made her a little nervous, it bakırköy escort also felt amazingly good. After a minute, she pushed her finger slightly into her own pussy, moaning and shaking as she felt things her 13 year old body had never felt before. She was so wet that she thought the seeping lubrication was a little pee. Melissa assured her it wasn’t and started instructing her on what to do with her fingers.
She was using one finger, just rubbing up and down the lips of her leaking pussy. She had done this much before while alone and while it was a pleasant feeling, she thought there should be more. Melissa, sitting there watching intently with widening eyes, told her to push her finger in and pump in in and out. Nikki looked down at her hand and tentatively pushed a finger into her cunt lips.
As she looked at her pussy, she noticed in awe that her lips were a little puffy and were opening up on their own for her finger. As she pushed her finger in a little, the tingling sensation she felt got stronger. Melissa noticed that Nikko had her finger in only about an inch. Without a word to her friend, she leaned over and, pushing the back of her hand, pushed her finger all the way in. Nikki gasped and froze. Melissa laughed and told her to keep pumping. As Nikki did, she started leaking more and more and the feelings got even stronger. All of a sudden, Melissa told her to put in another finger. Nikki looked at the girl in shock and said “two finger”, really? Melissa nodded and Nikki again followed instructions. “OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OHMYGOD” mouthed the 13 year old, “THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING.” As she started moving her hand in and out faster, Melissa told her to stop. Shocked and confused, Nikki looked over at her friend. Melissa then breathlessly said, “play with your clit, I can see it from here. It’s the little bump at the top of your pussy.”

As she rubbed towards the top, she found her clit. She almost forgot to breathe as the warm feelings started to multiply 100 fold. The result was immediate and extreme. Just as she started to rub across her little bump, she exploded in an orgasm so intense, she collapsed on her bed, screaming and writhing. She was so loud that Melissa had to jump on her and cover her mouth before her parents barged into the room.
When it was all over, Nikki looked over at Melissa and stared at her as her friend said “and that, laughed Melissa, is how you take care of those tingly feelings by yourself”. She then went on to explain it’s even better when someone else does that and more for you. Nikki barely heard her, still trying to recover from her first and mind blowing orgasm.
She also went on to tell me that she and Melissa and eventually one of her other friend’s, Sarah, would experiment on each other.
The one story she relayed to me was the time she and Sarah were laying on the bed masturbating themselves while laying next to each other. Nikki’s legs were spread and her knees were in the air. She had lifted her pussy and ass in the air and was furiously finger fucking herself when Sarah, without warning slid between her legs, lubricated her finger on Nikki’s copiously leaking pussy and stuck her finger in the unsuspecting teen’s ass.
Nikki’s eyes widened, not fully understanding what was happening. No one had ever touched her down there, especially her asshole, but there was Sarah, sliding her finger in and out. She at first yelped with a little pain as the intruding finger found its way past the knuckle, now she was moaning and lost in immense pleasure, feeling her impending orgasm build. Suddenly and without warning, Nikki didn’t just orgasm, she exploded in a torrent of squirting cum, spraying her friends face, like a faucet. She had never squirted before and didn’t even know it was possible. She thought she had peed on her friends face and started shaking and crying.
Sarah was stunned but quickly realized it wasn’t pee. Some of it had inadvertently landed in her mouth and she unexpectedly ended up tasting her first girl-cum. She squirmed up and hugged her friend and while comforting her, told her it wasn’t pee and in fact didn’t taste bad at all. She even scooped up some from the puddle beneath her and fed it to Nikki. Nikki just sucked the other girl’s fingers, cleaning them off from the gooey sticky, but not unpleasant tasting liquid. Hmm, not bad, said Nikki.
I just sat there in amazement, and I think I actually stopped breathing. Trying to be nonchalant başakşehir escort and detached to her story was out the window! My 10” cock heard the whole story and managed to wiggle itself right down the leg of my shorts and its purple, angry, leaking head had managed to make a visible appearance. I didn’t realize this until Nikki looked over at me, gasped loudly and covered her mouth with her hand. “OHMYGOD, she almost shouted. It’s HUGE!”
I looked down, realized what happened and immediately covered it with my hand. I then stood up, excusing myself and almost ran to the bathroom to fix things. By fixing things, I stood there, dropped my shorts and hand-fucked myself until I felt my entire body tighten, screamed silently and released a torrential stream of cum. It took all of two minutes, but an additional five more to breathe normally and stuff my now satisfied cock back into my shorts. I then sheepishly rejoined Nikki in the living room.
She was sitting there smiling like the cat that swallowed the canary! Looking at me all innocently she asked what’s wrong. I just looked at her in shock, the little 18 year old had done that all on purpose.
I laughingly said “you little bitch, remember turnabout is fair play.” She laughed and simply said, “anytime daddy, anytime.”
She then uncrossed her legs, leaned forward and kissed the outside of my shorts, right on top of my resting cock.
She got up off the sofa, stretched that lithe little body and informed me she had to get home for dinner. She walked over to me, hugged me tightly, making sure her tits rubbed against my chest and said, and unexpectedly stuck two of her fingers into my mouth, then pulling them out. She winked at me and said “see you later daddy.” Once again, I stood there stunned, and then realized that I was tasting her 18 year old pussy juice. The little slut did herself while I was in the bathroom. Holy Fuck!
I stood there in silence, stunned, not knowing quite what to feel or say or do. What just happened, I asked myself. Just then, I heard a car pull into the driveway and looked at my watch. It was almost 6:00, my wife was just getting back from work.
As Julie walked into the kitchen, she looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. Is everything ok, she asked? You look like you got run over by a truck, twice! My shirt was half out of my shorts, my zipper was half down and there was an wet trail that a blind man couldn’t miss. I just told her it was a very interesting afternoon and I needed to talk to her, in the bedroom, NOW! I then grabbed her hand and just about pulled her towards the stairs.
She looked at me like I had two heads, just said ok and proceeded upstairs to our bedroom. As soon as we were in there, I closed the door, grabbed her while she looked at me stunned, but smiling. Without even thinking about it, I bent her over the bed, lifter her work dress over her back, ripped off her panties, dropped my shorts and unceremoniously plunged 9” of hard, angry cock into her cunt. She gasped, caught her breath and then started to push back.
We had always been lucky because Julie was one of those lucky women that was lubricated almost all the time. She tried to look over her shoulder at me questioningly and as well as she could, asked “what the fuck brought this on?” I just grunted, “Later babe, this won’t take long.”
I felt her start to tense up and true to her usual reaction, started to cum on my cock. I felt the warm fluid cover my cock and that started my own reaction. Within 2 minutes, I loaded what felt like a quart of my juice in her tight box.
We both collapsed on the bed, breathing starting to return to normal. She cuddled up to me and said, “ok, what was that all about, not that I’m complaining.” I proceeded to tell her the entire story with Nikki. She sat there as I had, wide eyed and in silence. It also got her horny again, just as it did me. As I was finishing the story, Julie pushed me until I was laying on my back. She was just tickling my spent, slimy cock lightly, looked at me and asked me if I fucked her! I looked at her, smiling, and told her that I had in fact not touched her at all. “WHY NOT”, she asked, in mock surprise. I told her that I was waiting until next time, when Nikki could join the two of us and learn the right way.
Julie just looked at me, told me I’m evil and an old pervert, and then proceeded to put my cock in her hot wet mouth. She did this for about a minute, pulled her mouth off, wiping it with the back of her hand. She then smiled, got up, and told me there may be more later, if I’m a good boy!
The end, for now!
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