Jan 01 2021

I Dream of Demie 30 – Jenny 0 (0)

Introduction:

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This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In real life, use a condom, damnit! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who “dips his wick” or “rides the rod” without protection.

Last night:

We drank the tea that Ron had made for my visit. I hated tea, but wasn’t going to let Ron know that. The guy had set out a nice spread, with some butter cookies, or biscuits, as he called them with his muddled, possibly British accent. We played some Rocket League, and even though Ron owned the game, he was terrible at it.

I was about to ask Ron how long he’d had the game, and then suddenly became dizzy. “Oh shit…” I mumbled, and then everything went black.

This morning:

Getting no response to her knock, Demie twisted off the doorknob of apartment 1310 with an audible snap and entered the room. Nobody was there.

She searched the condo. As she opened one of the bedroom closet doors, she swore under her breath, “Fuck!”

A dark miasma that seemed to absorb the light around it swirled there, large enough for someone to walk into. She had seen these before.

I awoke naked and on my side. I quickly lurched to my feet. I was in an animal pen, outdoors, somewhere in the wilderness. I could see the edges of a forest nearby. The sky was blue, with some fluffy clouds, and it was warm. But it was winter now! How could this be?

“Ah, thou art awake, mortal. Welcome to thy new home.”

At Ron’s voice, I turned. He was standing outside of the pen, wearing renaissance faire clothing, which matched his suddenly flowery language, and his ears now ended in a point. He was an elf! Well, no wonder he was so pretty. The only other elf I had met had been an unbelievably gorgeous woman, Anya. I found out later that she was actually Titania, queen of the elves, husband of…

…oh shit…

“Oberon,” I said, my voice coming out more harshly than I intended.

“Thou hast the right of it,” he replied, bowing. “Oberon, king of the elves, and husband of Titania, who I believe thou knowest…intimately.” He frowned at me.

“Look…Ron…” What was with my voice? I could only seem to get a word out at a time.

“Cease your braying,” Oberon said, and gestured. Another elf brought a naked, brown-haired woman through the entrance of the pen, led by a rope around her neck. The woman looked at me, uncertain, as the elf closed the gate behind her.

This was bizarre. I turned to the fence and tried to climb over, but my hands slipped and couldn’t grip the wood. A magic fence?

I turned back, and the woman was there, sniffing at me. I could smell her now, too, and…she smelled good. She was actually quite pretty, with a nice flank…I mean butt. I could feel my cock start to get hard. The woman’s nostrils flared as she sensed my excitement.

I knew that she was fertile and ready. She turned from me, presenting her flank. Why did I keep thinking that word? I came up behind her and lay my stomach upon her back as I thrust, trying to get my cock inside her. After several attempts, the head slipped between the folds of her pussy and we both moaned at the sensation. Soon I was thrusting into her.

“Welcome, demon. I had hoped that my changeling would have fooled thee for longer.”

Demie stepped all the way through the swirling black gate. “Babies are remarkably instinctive, King Oberon, and that fake Tom really has no staying power.”

He turned to her. “No attempt at subversion, then, using thy powers of shape manipulation?”

“No point. Here in the faerie realm you are all powerful; you’d know right away.” She stepped up to him, glancing toward the animal pen nearby. Something was happening in there, though she couldn’t make it out through the fence.

“Just so,” he replied. “Come, I will take thee to thy master.”

Demie bit her tongue at that, but followed the fairy king to the pen. There she found two donkeys rutting. She froze, staring at the male donkey. “Tom?!”

Oberon spoke, “The last time my queen strayed, I transformed a human’s head to donkey. I have transfigured Tom entirely, though his senses still tell him that he is a man. I think I will make him sire many foals. What dost thou think, demon?”

“Your majesty, Tom had no idea that he was having relations with your wife. She presented herself only as ‘Anya’. He meant no disrespect.”

He turned to her. “Yet thou didst not ‘fill him in’?”

She looked down. “Not until after.”

He turned back to the donkeys, watching with grim satisfaction as the transformed Tom continued to fuck the braying female donkey.

“Yes! Yes!” the woman cried as I continued to thrust into her. I felt her insides squeeze my cock in orgasm, setting off my own.

“Unhh!” I groaned as my hot sperm jetted deep inside her. Spurt after spurt of my potent seed filled her fertile reproductive system.

As I lay upon her back, I realized that my cock wasn’t softening. I continued to thrust.

Demie watched as Tom inseminated his donkey partner. Despite the situation, she felt a little turned on. It was so unbelievable. Too bad she didn’t have…

Then she had an idea. “King Oberon, where are Tom’s clothes?”

I fucked the woman for several more minutes before I felt another orgasm starting. As I started to cum inside her again, I suddenly felt myself growing smaller, or was she becoming bigger? As I continued to spurt inside her, her body sprouted fur, her head became elongated, and her hair became a mane! The last of my cum spurted into her and then I fell backward onto my ass. She turned to look at me. She…was a donkey!

“Got it!”

I looked to where I had heard Demie’s voice. She was outside the fence, pointing my phone’s camera toward me. Oberon craned his neck as she did something to the phone and he smiled.

Then the fence disappeared and the female donkey was led away. I sat there, confused, as Oberon and Demie walked up. She handed my phone to him. “I’ve turned off the security so you can watch it anytime you want.”

“It is acceptable,” Oberon replied, pocketing my phone. Demie helped me to my feet and handed me my clothes. “Demie has explained that thou didst not know Titania’s identity when she did defile herself with thee. I have my revenge now…” He patted his pocket. “…you inseminating the jenny, and so thou may goest.” He gestured to the dark, swirling gateway in the distance.

“Jenny?” I asked.

“A female donkey is called a jenny,” the elven king replied matter-of-factly.

“Oh.”

As we got to the gateway, Oberon called out in Ron’s muddled accented voice, “Shall I send you a MeTube link, squire?”

I shook my head as we went back to my own world.

I dressed in Ron’s apartment before we went back to ours. I entered to find myself sitting on the couch, looking surprised to see me.

“Oh,” the other me said. “Um,” I said in response.

“He’s a changeling,” Demie explained. “A faerie creature with a limited lifespan, given enough recent memories to be able to fool friends and family.”

I went forward and had a closer look. “He doesn’t look right.”

“You don’t look right either,” he responded in my voice as he examined my face.

Demie went into the bathroom and came back with a hand mirror. As she held it so that we could both see each other in it she said, “And now?”

“Oh!” we both said in unison. Of course…we usually see ourselves up close in a mirror, so seeing our own face without one looked wrong.

“Is he dangerous?” I asked her as the other Tom and I continued examining one another.

She considered fake Tom. “I told him not to move, and so there he sits. Changelings are only dangerous if you attack them. He thinks he’s you, and you’re not a violent person.”

I sat next to him on the couch. “You know, I always wanted a brother.”

“Me too,” he said. “I mean, you do, so I do too.”

“Cool. You up for some Diablo III?”

“Fuck yeah!” Then he thought for a moment. “But which of us gets to play our Necromancer character?”

As I grabbed the Xbox One controllers I replied, “We’ll start two new characters.”

“Dibs on Barbarian!” we both said at once.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors for it?” he asked.

We played. Both rock. Then both paper. Then both rock again. Then both scissors.

“Maybe roll dice?” I suggested.

Demie rolled her eyes. “doG, now there are two nerds.”

To be continued…

Jan 01 2021

Straight virgin gets his gay cherry popped 5 (2)

Introduction:

I had a little crush on an older boy in the cycling club. He liked me too.

I’d never had sex with anyone before meeting Lou.

I’d had girlfriends, but we were just fumbling around. I’d had my hand up a few skirts and fingered a couple of girls but we weren’t old enough to go further.

One girl had taken my cock in her hand and was close – oh so close – to giving me an orgasm when her parents came home unexpectedly and we had to dive for opposite ends of their living-room couch. I just managed to pull up my jeans before the front door opened. Had to put a magazine in my lap to cover my erection as her ma came in. And then I couldn’t be polite and stand up when she entered the room. Very embarrassing and frustrating and something must have been said, because that girl broke up with me a couple of days later.

I did get a hand-job to completion one afternoon in the woods behind our school. From the girl with the reputation. Every school has one. It was fast. I think she must have jerked off half the boys in our year. But that was it. I wanted to fuck her, but she only put out for seniors. Jerking off boys her age was like a hobby for her.

I masturbated a lot. Anything could get me going and I spent a lot of time in my room getting relief.

So anyway, like I said. Almost zero experience. And I’d just turned 16, which made me completely legal. I felt the pressure was on to get laid or I’d be a virgin forever.

And then Lou. He was a member of the cycling club I joined. He was 19. I looked up to him because he’d competed in local races …and done OK. And he was great with new members. Encouraging them, organizing training, helping to tune bikes, etc.

I suppose I started to hero-worship him. I’d hang around and watch whatever he did and try to copy him. I went out and got a proper cycling kit because of him. Tight spandex. It did nothing to disguise your junk, that’s for sure.

I’d noticed and maybe even admired how big a bulge there was in Lou’s shorts. I wasn’t packing like him, but was still self-conscious about my bulge. First time I showed up in the new shorts, Lou looked me up and down and told me I looked good. That was all I needed to hear.

One weekend there was a training ride scheduled and I signed up. But when I arrived at the meeting place there was nobody there. I was just about to leave when Lou showed up. He was driving, though. His bike was on the roof rack. He explained that only one other rider had signed up that weekend, so he’d called him and cancelled the training. But he thought I might enjoy a ride with just us two.

I was really pleased. Getting to be alone with my hero. I guess it was a crush, but I hadn’t given it much thought.

Lou said he had a particular loop planned but it was not nearby so we could drive there together. We got my bike next to his, up on his roof, and set off. It was a nice sunny day and we drove for about an hour out to the coast. Lou parked in a quite spot and we got our bikes down.

The ride was about ten miles. Not too far. And the views were great. We looped inland and up so that the last part, back to the car, was downhill and looking out to sea. We climbed off our saddles. It was a relief to stretch out and I kicked off my shoes. Cycling shoes can be quite uncomfortable when not clicked into the pedals. I peeled off my socks, too. Lou did the same.

Lou had a surprise. “I brought a lunch for us, if you want.”

“Oh yeah! I’m starving!”

He went to the trunk of his car and grabbed a day-pack and a blanket.

“I know a spot. It’s not far. You don’t need shoes, it’s nice to walk barefoot on the grass.”

He handed me the blanket to carry and I followed him across the grassy meadow towards the cliff top. As we approached I saw a small path, invisible until you were nearly on it. We went down and it led to a small shelf nestled under the cliff edge. Flat and grass-covered and secluded.

“This is my private place” Lou told me.

I was pleased that he would share it with me. He made me feel special. We spread the blanket out and sat down. He handed me a sandwich and a drink and we ate in silence, staring out at the ocean. There were some sailboats out on the water and, looking down, you could see people on the beach below us. But, unless we were standing, we were invisible to them.

After we’d eaten, I lay back and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. “Sometimes when the weather’s like this I sunbathe naked here” Lou told me.

“Really?” I was kind of shocked. I don’t think I’d ever been naked out of doors.

“Yeah, nobody can see and the sun feels nice.”

“Well I could see!”

“I didn’t think you would mind.”

“Why not?”

“Well, I’ve seen you… looking at me.”

I guess I had been. And maybe he thought I was interested in him, ‘that way’. I wasn’t sure myself. I wanted to be like him. Wanted him to think well of me.

“I like you Lou. You’re really nice.”

“And I like you too, Luke. That’s why I thought we’d both enjoy a little private ride.”

“I am enjoying it, Lou”

“So, would it be OK it I took off my clothes in front of you?”

What could I say. It was OK. I was curious.

“Yeah, OK…. “

He stripped off his top and then scooted his pants down without standing. I tried not to stare, but he looked over and saw me looking at him. I looked away, but he spoke up.

“It’s OK, you can look. I don’t mind.”

“No that’s OK” I said, feeling my cheeks redden, and looking out to sea again.

He reached over and touched my hand.

“No, Luke. I want you to look at me. Please.”

I turned to face him. Looked at his face. He had an expression of pleading, almost.

“Look at me, Luke.”

“I ‘m looking at you, Lou.”

“No. LOOK at me.”

He moved his hand down and grasped his penis. My eyes followed the movement and I saw that he was erect and he started stroking his cock.

“Do you like it?”

“It’s big, Lou.”

“I know. I’m lucky.”

He spread his legs, slightly so that he could make longer strokes up and down the entire length of his long cock. I was transfixed.

“You like watching me?”

I didn’t answer, but I kept looking.

“I can tell you do, Luke”.

With his other hand he reached over and touched my crotch. It was only then that I realized I had a hard-on. I looked down. A wet spot had appeared. Pre-cum was leaking out of my cock as I watched Lou stroke himself.

“Join me, Luke. Nobody can see us.”

I wanted to do the things he did. Emulate my hero. But I was reluctant. He stopped masturbating, moved in front of me and started tugging at my shirt.

“Come on. It’s OK”

I sat still, lifted my arms, and felt him stripping my shirt off my body and up over my head. I looked up at him and had an urge to cover my nipples like a girl. But I didn’t. I sat there looking up at him as he stared at me. His erect cock swayed gently. He knelt down in front of me, reached up and grasped the top of my shorts. “Lift up your hips so I can pull these down.”

He just murmured it. It should have been said with more authority. I think back to it and want a reason for why I complied. I have none. I just did as I was told, and felt this man take off my last piece of clothing. Exposing me to his eye. I put a hand over my lap. “You have a nice cock, Luke”

“Err…. thanks.”

“Don’t cover it. Lie back and feel the sun on your bare skin. You’ll like it.”

I did as I was told. And he was right. The sun on my cock and balls felt great. We lay there together for a while. Naked. I looked over and Lou was gently stroking his cock.

Even though I was still semi-hard, I was too inhibited to let him see me jerking off. I just lay there, immobile. But I was enjoying the sun on my naked body. After a while Lou made another suggestion: “Turn over and feel the sun on your ass.”

I did. And he was right. The sun on my ass felt fantastic. It was almost sexual. Lou told me I ought to have some sunscreen on. He reached into his pack and pulled out a tube. I reached for the cream, but he held on.

“Let me put it on you Luke.”

Again I obeyed. He smoothed some lotion on my shoulders and down my back. I liked his hands on my bare skin, feeling him massage the cream in. Then I felt his hand begin to caress the smooth cheeks of my ass.

Oh man. It was so wrong, but it felt so good. He spent a long time on my ass. I got hard as he continued and had to reach below myself to get my stiff cock into a more comfortable position. That made my ass wiggle and Lou leaned down to my ear.

“You like it, don’t you, Luke?”

I did. I liked having my ass touched. Feeling his palm rubbing me. “Yes, Lou. It feels really good.”

“I can make you feel even better, Luke, if you’ll let me. I’d really like to.”

I knew that I could say no, but I wanted to please Lou. And anyway…

“OK, Lou.”

I said it in a tiny voice. But the words were huge.

“Turn over for me.”

I turned over, exposing my hard cock. His hand gripped it immediately.

“I’m going to give you a nice hand-job, Luke. Just lie there and enjoy.”

I closed my eyes and felt him dribble some more cream onto my cock and then he started to jerk me off. He was very good at it. Held me tight and stroked firmly up and down.

“I like your cock, Luke.”

Stroking. I was pleased that my friend liked my cock. His other hand reached between my thighs and cupped my balls as he stroked me. This was unbelievable. The school slut hadn’t done me this well. I spread my legs so he could hold my balls more easily. This led him to move his hand down more and I felt his fingers slip between the cheeks of my ass while he continued stroking my cock up and down.

I didn’t stop him.

I wanted to let him do what he wanted. So I helped him by spreading my legs even wider. Which Lou took for an invitation. I felt a fingertip at the opening of my ass. The sensation was enough.

“I’m going to cum, Lou.”

“Good boy. I’m glad you like what I’m doing.”

“Oh yes, Lou.” I looked up at him. “You’re making me feel so good” He stopped stroking. What??!

“No! Don’t stop! Please!”

“Don’t worry, I just need to ask you something.”

“What?”

“Do you want me to make your cum even better?”

“Better than this?”

“Yes, if you trust me.”

“Oh yes, Lou. Whatever you want.”

“OK, let me know when you’re close.”

He started stroking again. I’d come back a little from the edge of cumming. Just enjoyed his hand around my cock. Up and down. A minute, no more, and I was back to the brink.

“Now Lou, I’m going to cum now!”

He stroked me faster, gripped my cock harder and I felt the fingertip on my anus pressed into me. He slipped a finger into my ass just at the moment that I came. Pushed deep into me and my cum shot up like a fountain, splashing back down onto my bare chest and belly. Spurt after spurt of cum as his finger went in and out of my ass. I didn’t know it could be like that. So intense. His grip on my cock relaxed and he slowly pulled his finger out.

I groaned. My body shook. My hips bucked involuntarily as the last vestiges of cum came from my penis.

Lou was by my side, leaning over me, when I opened my eyes.

“Did you like that?”

“Oh Lou. You made me cum more than I ever did before.”

“Do you want to help me cum now?”

I didn’t hesitate. To answer, I reached down and took his big, hard cock in my hand.

“Yes. I want you to cum, Lou.”

“Not like this, though, Luke. Did you like my finger?”

“Yes, it felt great.”

“Then I think you’ll like something else. You have such a sweet sexy ass. I want to fuck it.”

I wanted to make him pleased with me. Wanted to be like him. Wanted to repay him for the amazing sexual arousal he had just given me. I had to give him my ass. I said nothing and started to turn over so he could fuck me from behind. But he stopped me. “No Luke, stay on your back.”

He took the cream he’d been using before and covered his fingers. Kneeling between my spread legs, he started to really lubricate the insides of my ass cheeks and then began to push a finger into my ass.

I reached down and took my ass in both hands and spread my cheeks. My hole was open to him. Another finger went into me. He was looking into my eyes as his hand motion caused him to enter me deeper and deeper.

“OK?”

“Yes. I like it.”

I did. He was gentle and patient and I was going to let him fuck me. My older man crush. The more I looked up at him, the more I wanted him. After a few minutes, he had three fingers up my ass. In and out. Still checking on me. Was I ok? Still Yes.

“I think you’re ready for my cock, Luke”

“OH yessss. I want you to fuck me. I want your cock.”

I lay flat on my back and lifted my legs in the air. Looked down the length of my naked body to the naked man between my thighs. His huge cock in his fist as he leaned forward and aimed his meat at my slippery virgin hole.

“Ready?”

“Do it! Put it in me.”

I stared down and watched. Felt the head of his penis touch the entrance to my ass. He pushed in a little. Felt him stretching my ass. Wider than the three fingers he had used earlier. So big. Fat cock in my ass. Penetrating me. A little further in and he took his hand away.

He was into me now and he kept up a steady pressure as more and more of his enormous meat impaled my ass. He took hold of my ankles and put them onto his shoulders. With my hands free I reached up and locked my fingers around the back of his neck. Pulling him down onto me and causing more of his cock to go up my bottom. He lowered himself further and further. Finally his whole cock was inside me and his face was touching mine. His cheek against my cheek.

He whispered. I felt his hot breath.

“You’re such a sexy boy. I wanted you since the day you joined the club.”

“Mmm Lou. I liked you right away. I want you to have me.”

He started to fuck me. Lifting his hips and withdrawing his big cock until only the head remained inside my body. Then down again. Thrusting into me.

“I want to kiss you while we fuck, Luke.”

I relaxed my hold on his neck so he could raise his head. His lips went to mine. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue enter it. His cock pumping into my ass seemed to take on additional urgency. His hands went around behind me. My legs were still on his shoulders, may arms around his neck. He lifted me up. Our lips never separated. And then he was standing. I was suspended in the air. His cock impaled in my ass and he bucked his hips over and over. Fucking into me. Holding me in his arms. If people on the beach had looked up they would have been able to see. Been able to see me getting fucked. See me with a big cock in my ass. I didn’t care.

He lay me back down. Started to really go at it. Pounding my ass. I rocked myself up to meet every stroke. I wanted my crush to have his pleasure. Wanted him to like me. We broke our kissing.

“Oh, Lou.”

“You like being fucked?”

I answered in time with his thrusts.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.”

“You like my cock?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. You have a wonderful cock. I love it in my ass.”

“Do you want my cum in your ass?”

“Oh yessss.”

I bucked up harder and harder to help. Wanting him to shoot his cum into me.

“NOW!”

He drove his cock hard into my ass. Grinding his hips around. Trying to get deeper. I felt him spasm and then his cum started to fill my ass. Gallons of cum. Like he had shoved a hose up my bum and turned on the spigot.

He grunted. Groaned. Twitched. Bucked. Bucked again. I rode it all out. Holding him tight and loving how it felt to have him cum in my ass.

At last, he calmed down. Let my ankles drop from his shoulders. He lay between my thighs. His cock still inside me. I didn’t want him to ever pull out of me. But he had to, eventually. I felt my stretched ass slowly close, some cum was trickling out. I knew I would never be the same again. We dressed and walked back to Lou’s car. I was bandy-legged. Thankfully I didn’t need to ride any more. Lou dropped me back at my house. I showered as soon as I got in. I couldn’t help myself – I had to masturbate in the shower. And I had to jam a couple of fingers up myself while I did so.

So I’d lost my virginity…. just not how I had expected. Lou and I go on rides together every weekend now. Sometimes we plan to but don’t get around to it. Why waste time? I just go to his place and he fucks the daylights out of me. He’s very considerate… he always makes sure I cum first. One day I will probably get to fuck a girl. But I’m not going to worry about it. For the time being I am going to enjoy taking cock from Lou.

Jan 01 2021

Red Riding Hood the slut 0 (0)

Introduction:

Everyone has heard the story red riding hood but not the version where she’s a slut.

When Little Red Riding Hood reached 18 years of age, she became a complete hot little slut, in fact just about very guy in town has a piece of her,at one time or another. So one day her mother sent her to her grandmother’s place because she wasn’t doing so well, Red Riding Hood mother gave her a piece of cake and a bottle of wine take to take to her grandmother’s place, due to her being sick and weak. Her mother told her to mind to her manners and give her grandmother our greetings. But she told her most of all avoid the Big Bad Wolf for he is bad news.

Little Red Riding Hood promised to obey her mother, but she had no intentions on obeying her mother because she wanted to find out just how big and bad the wolf really is. When Little Red Riding Hood entered the woods, on her way to grandma’s house, the big bad wolf came up to her and conversed with, and wondered what so big and bad about him? He seem like a nice and handsome fellow!

She simply just how wicked he was, and was not afraid of him. Simply told him that her Grandmother is sick and weak, and she was taking her some cake and wine. We baked yesterday, and they should give her strength.” – “Little Red Riding Hood, just where does your grandmother live?” – “Her house is a good quarter hour from here in the woods, under the three large oak trees. There’s a hedge of hazel bushes there She sneered at him and said.. I am more than sure since you live in the woods he has seen the place a few time said Little Red Riding Hood. Then Red skipped away from the wolf and the wind would catch her skirt revealing her tight little red thong revealing her tight little ass, which drove the wolf crazy!

Little Red Riding Hood entered her grandmother’s home and approached the bed and she was not fooled, she knew it was the Big Bad Wolf. She took her hand over the wolf’s crotch telling him that she knew exactly what he wanted, and she wanted the exact same thing as she yanked the blanket of him and stroked his huge cock that she just had to have in her mouth. Little Red Riding took the wolf’s tool deep in her small mouth, and wrapping her tongue completely around it and to his balls making him super horny where he couldn’t hold back.

Little Red Riding Hood sneered at the wolf that she wanted to him to show her how big and bad he is. The Big Bad Wolf flipped Little Red Riding Hood on her back on the bed and took his teeth and ripped off her blouse and red cape and bra and took his long tongue all over her chest and nipples, her moaning in pleasure made him wanting more, when she told him that she loves it rough, as he ripped off her skirt and thong panties revealing her neatly trimmed red mound.

Riding Hood spread her legs open to the Big Bad Wolf giving him all access to eat her young pussy. The wolf held her down and ran his tongue all over her pussy as she would start fucking his face, the wolf would shove his tongue deep in her hole as deep as he could.. Then Little Red Riding Hood wrapped her lags around the Big Bad Wolf’s head and flipped him back on the bed and took his cock deep in her throat. As the wolf tried to howl in pleasure she pushed her pussy over his mouth, telling him to shut the fuck up and eat my pussy.

With that response the Big Bad Wolf pushed her off him and flipped her faced down on the bed with her ass in the ear whispering her ear he was going to fuck her brains out! The big bad wolf slipped is cock into Red Riding Hood’s hot and cock hungry pussy in her favorite position. The wolf started pounding her hot pussy while she would reach back playing with his balls as she would squeeze his cock with her young but very experienced pussy.

Than Red Riding Hood demanded the Big Bad Wolf to get on his back and sat on his cock and rode him as hard as she could making him howl in great pleasure as his cock exploded a load of cum in his newly founded slut. As she collapsed with the Big Bad Wolf they rested for a few seconds, but he wanted more from Red Riding Hood. The Big Bad Wolf nudged her to get on her hands and knees because he wanted to eat her out again! With great pleasure she done as she was told but, she had no clue what he was up to.

The Big Bad Wolf spread open her sweet little ass cheeks open to reveal her cute little butthole. As he licked Red Riding Hood’s asshole it caught her off guard because despite her being a slut, no one has ever taken her virgin ass. But as he continued to lick her asshole she began rubbing her clit making her cum all over the bed as she couldn’t get over how awesome it felt to her.

As the Big Bad Wolf took his cock into Red Riding Hood’s sweet little asshole, she winced in pain with intrusion in ger virgin ass, but as he started pumping her it became a unbelievable pleasure that gave her orgasms she never had than the Big Bad Wolf unloaded cum in her anal canal. As the Woodsman passed by the house he could hear the moaning and howling from the home.

As he went to investigate, Red Riding Hood went to the door with one of her grandmother’s housecoat, the Huntsman recognized her and tried to talk her out if what she was doing and she responded to him that he had his chance with her and told him to go and fuck himself.

Just so that her parents wouldn’t worry she took some of her clothes that she often has her grandmother mend for time to time, and then she gave the Big Bad Wolf her thong underwear to him as a souvenir, and before she left Red Riding wanted to leave him. playing with his balls with a smile by telling next time take me to your place!

Dec 30 2020

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 2 0 (0)

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 1

Introduction:

Andrew entraps his new slave, and breaks his spoils of victory in for the first time.

Chapter 2: Making a Sex Slave

That next day in class I sit at a desk alone again, and sure enough as Sarah walks through the door and sees me, she makes a b-line to sit beside me. Looking less confident then she has on Wednesday she says “Did you struggle that much on the test yesterday? Giving up so early, it made me feel bad. We can call off the bet if you’d like?” She says, sounding hopeful that her attempt to wriggle out of our agreement would work.

As the teacher walks in I learn to her ear and whisper “not a chance, slave.” Her recoil is visible, and makes me excited for where our arrangement would be heading.

Our teacher starts the class by lecturing us on how poorly the class did, and warns everyone to study harder moving forward. As class ended he hands the tests back. First he hands back mine, I look at it, stunned. A 23/30. It turns out I’d misread a question and answered something it wasn’t asking for. Nervous, all I can do is wait as an emboldened Sarah smiles at my mark.

Finally he hands hers back to her and her smirk disappeared – 19/30, an abysmal mark. No wonder she was originally so nervous. I sit through the class listening but not absorbing anything. All I can think about was dressing Sarah up in the costume I bought last night and abusing her body. As the bell rang I snap out of my day dreams and quickly say to her “come on, we’re heading to my house, I have some work I need you to do.”

Protesting she begins rambling about getting ready for the party before I cut her off and say “Enough. We made a deal, are you going to bow out just because you lost now? That’s some kind of bullshit!”

Sighing she drops her shoulders and follows me to the sports car my parents bought me for my 18th birthday. Both high level executives, they have little time at home with me and try to buy my love instead. Sometimes their absenteeism was convenient I thought to myself as I pulled into the driveway. Walking up to the door my package had arrived when I was at school, picking it up I let us in and walk upstairs to my mess of a room.

Waking in and sitting on my unmade bed I look around the hardwood floor littered with clothes, books and a few old plates. Despite of everything my parents do for me, their refusal to hire a maid would forever annoy me. But I had one now, I thought to myself as I open the box I pull out the outfit I’d bought her and tossed it to her. “Put this on and then I’ll need you to clean my room.”

Looking at the outfit she and then at me gob-struck, she begins to protest “this is way too small. I may be small, but I’ll never fit in this.”

Smiling I respond “I’m sure you’ll find a way. Need I remind you our agreement was that you’d do everything I asked?”

Sighing she said “Please, I’ll happily clean your room. Just don’t make me wear the outfit.”

Shaking my head I respond once more “I’ll give you a choice, wear the outfit, or clean in nothing but your panties. You choose.”

Sighing in defeat Sarah looked at the outfit “Fine, get out when I change.”

Knowing my cameras would do the work for me I get up and leave the room, waiting outside the door for a few minutes before eventually Sarah opens the door. To say the outfit turned me on would be an understatement. Due to its small size the top half of the dress acted like corset, compressing her tits and forcing a significant portion of them above the dresses cutoff, giving a great view of their top half.

On top of that, it’s impossible to miss her nipples protruding through the thin fabric covering them, Sarah’s bra clearly a casualty of trying to fit the tiny outfit on her body. Quickly pulling out my phone I snap a picture of her over her protests “Hey! We never agreed to photos” she shouted.

Smirking at her I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around admiring her barely covered ass as I say “no, we agreed you’d be a slave. Who are you to say what photos your Master takes?” Snapping a second photo, this time of her from behind, I admire her ass as the frilled skirt of the dress stops just as her bubble butt met her thighs, fitting more like a tube skirt due to its small size.

“Go on, get to work” I said as I slap her ass and sit on my bed.

“Hey!” Sarah shouted at me, “What the hell!”

Smiling I simply motion at her to work and say “you really don’t understand the word slave, do you.” Rolling her eyes Sarah begins to clean my room as I open my laptop. Going through the footage I can’t hold back my smile, the cameras had combined to produce some amazing shots of her tits and thong clad ass along with a few great shots of a cameltoe visible through her sheer white frilly thong.

I set the footage to upload to the cloud as I look at Sarah to see her on her hands and knees facing away from me. Her cameltoe clearly visible I pull out my camera and record a video of her as she crawls around my floor. I get footage of her picking up my mess all the while accidentally wiggling her ass and putting her cameltoe on full display without realizing it.

Eventually as the clutter disappears from the floor she stands up and turns around to look at me. “Your room is absolutely disgusting” she snaps at me before noticing the phone in my hand. “What the fuck are you doing?!” She shouts as she reaches for my phone.

Quickly I pull my phone out of her reach and push my left hand against her chest without thinking about it to push her back, immediately causing her to shriek out “Don’t touch my breasts you fucking asshole!”

Pushing her chest she falls down to the ground, causing the dress to push up her midsection, giving me an unobstructed view of her thong covered cunt.

Putting my phone down I get up from my bed and walk to her, avoiding her kicking feet I kneel down on top of her, holding her hands above her head, smirking as she struggles I tell her. “You will figure out what it means to be my slave. As I said when we agreed to the bet, it means doing everything I say. If you don’t like that, then you better beat me on next week’s quiz, because that’s the only way I’m letting you out of it now. Otherwise all the photos and videos I have will find their way onto the Internet with your name attached. Dressed like a slut, cleaning the floor, changing.”

“CHANGING?!” She cut me off as she shouts at me.

“Yep, on the four cameras I have set up in this room. I imagine everyone at school will be excited to watch you strip for them, your tits will be the talk of the school” I tell her.

Tears begin to slide down her cheeks as she looked away from me. “Are you ready to do whatever I ask? To be a proper slave?” I say trying to force eye contact?

Breaking down into a full cry she nods to me through her tears. “Perfect” I say, letting go of her wrists and getting up.

A few seconds pass before she looks back up at me, clearly waiting for whatever order I have to give her. “From now on, when I give you an order you will let me know you understand by replying ‘Yes Master’, understand?”

Silence. Bending over I slap her right cheek, causing her to begin wailing. “I said understand?”

Between sobs she forces out a “Yes Master.”

“Good” I reply. “Now get in your knees in front of me.” I order.

Sobbing she picks herself up and kneels in front of me. I look at her and wait, before slapping her left cheek a few second later. “I didn’t hear you!” I shout.

Sobbing Sarah meekly replies “Yes Master.”

I choose to stand there for a few minutes, admiring as the tears ran down her face before falling onto the top of her tits, causing them to glisten and shine in the light within a few minutes. As Sarah begins to regain composure I decide it is time to test my newfound control over her. “Show me your tits.”

The order causes Sarah to let out another loud wail, as tears start to stream down her face once more. Nonetheless she grabs the helm of the costume and pulls it down, allowing her once squished tits to spring free.

Admiring might be an understatement of my reaction, as I stare up close at her exposed tits. Now out in front of me, no longer hidden by clothes, it’s clear they are easily full C cups, bordering on D. They are perfect cones leading to nipples best described as perfect buttons, with dollar sized areola surrounding them. They were easily the best boobs I had ever seen in my life.

Snapping out of my trance I realize she has once again neglected something important, slapping her right breast as hard as I can I tell her “you’ve forgotten something once more. Forget again your punishment will be severe” I say over her increasing wails.

As tears continue streaming down her face, drenching her boobs she forces out “Yes Master.”

Looking at her I respond “Thank me for being so generous. That’s 3 strikes already yet I give you one more” I say through a smirk.

Looking defeated and broken, her face and tits covered in her tears I hear her force out “Thank you, Master.”

Stopping once more to admire her I can’t help but notice both cheeks and her right tit have begun to turn a light crimson under the glisten of tears. As I stare, I debate with myself what to do next, before ultimately deciding.

Taking a few steps back I sit down on the bed and say “give me a lap dance whore.”

“Andrew… please…” she whines to me.

“Do not make me ask again. You’ve already pushed your luck. Thank me for forgiving you and give me a lap dance now!”

As tears continue to stream down Sarah’s face she stands up and shakily walks to me. “You’re a fucking asshole Andrew” she says.

Quickly I slap her hard against her already pink right breast again. “I told you one more time and I’d teach you a lesson. So now I’m going to teach you some obedience.” I say as I bolt up, grab her by her hair, and pull her down to the bed, bending her over the side of it. “You will count each hit aloud, until we reach ten. If you miss one we start again.” I say as I flip the dress up reveling her ass.

I bring my hand down hard on her right ass cheek “one” Sarah meekly says.

Quickly I bring my hand down on the same cheek again. “Two” she spits out.

I then bring my hand down on her left cheek. “Three” She sputters just before my hand comes down again I’m her right cheek “four” she whispers out as I pause to undo my belt.

Wrapping it around my hand I swing it across both ass cheeks, sending a loud thwack echoing through the room. “AHHH! Five!” Sarah shrikes out.

“You will learn that around here, actions have consequences” I say bring the belt across her ass again.

“Six” she spits out.

“This is the consequence for your insolence, slut.” I say as I bring it across her ass once more, her bubble butt quickly turning a beautiful crimson.

“I’m not a slut.” She spits at me through her tears. Smiling I drop the belt and pull her increasing wet white thong up wedging it into her cunt, partially reveling glistening inner pussy lips.

“Your sopping wet cunt disagrees with you! Only a slut gets off on being spanked with a belt!” I say as I invade her cunt with my index and middle finger.

“You argued instead of counting! Start at one again!” I shout as I slap hard across her partially covered cunt, making sure to catch her clit with my fingers.

Shrinking and whaling all Sarah can get out is “please Andrew”.

“Start again” I shout back at her as I slap her cunt once more. Barely audible through her cries Sarah forces out “one” before trying to compose herself and saying “please Andrew, please stop. I’ll do anything.”

Smiling I knew I had her. “We can cut it down to five” I tell her.

“Yes, please, anything.” She sputters back.

“But” I say interrupting her. “When we’re done you are going to ride me until I explode in you and then you will stay here all weekend, serving me however I please. And you will thank me for my generosity.”

Through her tears she responds a few inaudible sounds.

“What was that?” I reply before smacking her cunt again.

Taking a deep breath to collect herself she finally responds “Okay. Thank you Master.”

Slapping her quickly reddening cunt once more I say “start again, we go to five!”

“Oooone” Sarah wails. Quickly I windup and slap her cunt as hard, making sure to flick my fingers to ensure I catch her clit.

As an audible thwack echoes through my room and Sarah’s tears quicken she shouts “tw-twoooooo”.

Once again winding up I bring my hand down across her ass, making sure to hit her over the welt developing from my belt earlier. Tears streaming down her face she wails before forcing out “threeeeee”.

Once more I spank her over the developing welt. “Fff-Fooooooour” she stutters out.

Smiling I pick up the belt once more, wrapping half of it around my hand before swinging it upwards, and whipping it with onto her increasingly puffy and red cunt. Her pussy was expanding around her soaked through thong. Sarah let’s out a loud scream that morphs into a whimper. Waiting a second I wind the belt up ready to start again before she whispers “five” just before I bring it back across her ass.

Smiling I pull her off the bed by her hair and say “have you learned your lesson slut?” Flinching as I call her a slut once more she holds her tongue and simply nods. As I sit on my bed I take time once more to admire my how attractive Sarah really was. Her tits, now a glistening shade of light pink, mesmerized me. Reaching out I take each tit in a hand to squeeze and play with them.

Closing my eyes all I can think about is how perfect they feel in my hands, just barely too big to be described as a handful. A tear hitting my hand pulls me out of my trance, my eyes flying open. Looking straight into Sarah’s eyes I grab each nipple between my thumb and index fingers, pinching down hard as I say “time to finish our little compromise slut. Start my sucking me hard.”

Whining as I pull at her nipples Sarah replies “Andrew pleases. You said nothing about a blowjob. Can’t we just get this done?”

Irritated by her response I slap her hard across her already pink right cheek. “I will not have you arguing with me anymore you fucking whore! Lick me hard now, or your next punishment will be one you can’t forget!” I threaten.

Sighing dejectedly Sarah lowers herself down to her knees, before unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down to my ankles to reveal my boxers briefs straining to keep my eight inch cock contained. Sighing once more she grabs the helm of my underwear and pulls them down to my ankles as well, allowing my cock to spring free.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she begins to lean forward towards my cock as I say “Gooood giiirl Saraaah. Time for your treat!” as degradingly as possible – as though I was speaking to a dog.

Pulling back slightly, tears noticeably begin to slide down her cheeks once more before she leans forward and starts licking my cock, starting at the base on the underside and licking all the way to the head.

Taking a deep breath once more she repeats this a handful of times before I grab the hair on the back of her head and say “Suck. Suck it good and proper, take it all the way into your mouth and get the whole thing good and wet so I’m ready to pound that cunt of yours.”

Dejectedly she simply nods before opening her mouth and wrapping her velvety soft lips around my cock expertly. Tears still flowing down her cheeks she begins to bob her head up and down, taking close to half my cock into her mouth each time. The warm feeling of her mouth overtakes me as I close my eyes and let her bob for a few moments, until I grab her hair behind her head once more and use it to force my cock all the way in and down her throat.

Her eyes opening wide Sarah begins to shake her head and mumble in protest as I pull her hair to force head up and down my cock, using her mouth like a fleshlite. “That’s right whore. Suck my cock just like that. Don’t forget you exist to serve me and give me pleasure now” I say to a panicked Sarah who’s seemingly forgotten how to breathe through her nose.

As her face begins to turn a slightly purple hue I pull her off my cock, kick my pants of completely and say “It’s time! Fucking ride me now!”

Grabbing her nipples and using them to pull her on top of me as she fights for her breath. After 30 seconds of her fighting to catch her breathe I grow tired of waiting and pull her panties to the side, grab my cock with my other hand, lining it up with her puffy yet moist cunt before grabbing her hips and forcing her down onto me.

“Ride!” I scream as I slap her quickly bruising tits, one after another. “Fucking ride!” Her cunt feels fantastic, slick but not sloppy and amazingly tight, fitting my dick like a glove.

As tears begin to fall faster down her face, once more falling onto her breasts she begins gyrating her hips as she attempts to collect herself and her breath. Annoyed I grab her hips and roughly force her up and down my cock. “You fucking stupid slut! I didn’t say grind on me. I said fuck me! So fucking fuck me now!” I scream at her.

Her slick cunt only feels better as it stimulates and teases my dick each stroke down and up. As a look of fear flashes across her face Sarah quickly begins to work her hips up and down herself, at a quickening pace, and I let go of her hips, grabbing a tit in each hand. As I play with her tits and she continues to fuck me I feel her cunt continue to grow wetter, and before I know it she begins to let out loud, audibly moans.

Pinching her left nipple in my hand I release her right tit, sliding it down her side to her welted ass cheek before using my limited leverage to slap it as hard as I can. She lets out a pained “owe” as I start to say “You’re such a fucking slut Sarah, don’t you dare tell me you didn’t want this, your sloppy fucking cunt says it all!” before smacking her ass once more.

Suddenly I feel my stamina disappearing quickly. Thrusting up to meet her movements I crash my pelvis into hers as hard as I can repeatedly grinding my pelvis roughly against her clit, all the while pinching down, twisting, and pull on her left nipple as hard as I can.

A few strokes later I grab her hips, thrust up and force her down, exploding 6 streams of cum as deep inside her as I can as she’s begging me to let her up “Andrew please! Stop! I’m not on anything right now! I could get pregnant!” On the final stream of cum she stops begging and seizes up, her cunt contracting down on my cock hard as she cums as well.

A shit-eating grin breaks across my as I realize what’s happening. Removing my hand from her ass I pinch her other nipple as hard as I can as well, using them to pull her torso parallel to mine, bringing her face inches from mine and whisper “if you break our agreement at any point, the whole school will see footage of all of this. Footage of you changing into a slutty maid costume before crawling around cleaning my room on your hands and knees. Of you then licking my cock like a lollipop. Of you cumming all over my cock as you ride me. No one will believe you didn’t want it. That you aren’t just a cock hungry whore looking to get off by role playing with me! Understand?”

Her tears had stopped running at some point during our fuck, but quickly the startup again as she meekly nods her head in acknowledgement to me. Rolling her over I thrust into her a few more times I pull my cock out of her now sloppy hole.

Sitting up I scoot up her body until my dick is by her face. Covered in a mix of our juices I take a few seconds to admire Sarah’s ruined face, her makeup now running making her look more like a cheap whore than an 18 year old high school student.

Finally I grab hold of my dick and wipe it clean all over her mess of a face, before getting up and getting my phone. Snapping photos of a defeated Sarah I grab an array of shots to help finish the job of making sure she will be my slave for as long as we agreed – of course should she every beat me on one of our quizzes I’d let her go free, though I was sure she never would. Good luck passing your tests when you spend most of your evenings and weekends taking my cock. Plus, I would take her economics notes every night moving forward anyways. No studying for her.

Some of the pictures I snap are of her disgusting sloppy face, others her glistening, pink, puffy cunt slowly leaking my baby juice with her wet thong pushed to the side. Most though, were of her in her entire glory, capturing her battered cunt near the bottom, the tight maid costume scrunched onto her stomach, the skirt pushed up and corset pushed down just below her breasts, displaying her rock hard nipples on red, bruising tits. Last but not least focusing on her mess of a face and disheveled hair.

Pulling her out of bed to the standing mirror in my room I smack her welted ass once more. “Look at yourself” I say. “Who at school would believe a picture of you like this isn’t just you being a cock hungry hoe that couldn’t even be bothered to take your clothes off before you needed to get it. No one.”

Tears running down her face I speak once more “We’ll be skipping the party tonight I think, and as my parents are both out of town this weekend on business, you’ll be staying here with me, so collect yourself, give Amy a call to bow out of the party tonight, and then give your mum a call saying you’ll be staying at Amy’s this weekend. Understand?”

Taking a deep breath before nodding Sarah meekly says “Yes Master” before heading over to the pile of her clothes on the floor to start her calls, and all I do is smile thinking about the fun we’ll be having during the rest of the school year – just the thought alone getting hard once more.

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 3

Dec 30 2020

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 1 0 (0)

Introduction:

This chapter is story setup – no sex yet. Andrew makes his senior year every horny high school guy’s dream as he obtains his own personal sex slave.

Chapter 1: The Bet

This is the story of how I used the second half of my senior year to turn a girl I couldn’t stand into my personal, completely obedient fuck toy – and how I got rich doing it.

That girl, Sarah is a person I have always found to be extremely annoying, but interaction with her was inevitable as her locker was beside mine for all of high school. Consistently I have also been lucky enough to share classes with her. Sufficient to say I was extremely tired of her by second semester in senior year.

Best described as a generally attractive and popular girl with mediocre intelligence, I will never meet anyone who thinks more highly of themselves than Sarah. If I have to guess her measurements I’d say she is a 30C at the bust. At 5’5” and 135lbs soaking wet it is more than enough to be a great rack; though most important to her physical appearance was her fantastic butt and a toned core from years of volleyball. Her hair was nice silky shoulder length, light brown hair with natural blond highlights in it.

Unfortunately, for every bit she attractive she is, she is more than equally annoying. A person who wears on you fast due to her annoying habit of competing at everything – a high B student who works for every percent she gets. She talks non-stop, and can’t help but brag about herself in every conversation.

I suppose I should describe myself a little too – in many ways I was the opposite of Sarah. While also fairly popular (though our friend groups in our large high school don’t mingle much) my biggest strength is academic. I play on the school’s baseball and hockey teams, but most people know me as the kid who sleeps in class and pulls straight A’s. I’m 5’11” and 170lbs, with a build that is more than athletic enough.

Starting my final semester I had already received early acceptance during the Christmas break to all of my ***ed colleges and only had to hold a 75 average to maintain my status – meaning I needed a 60 average in this semester. Of course, my limited interest in school was diminished even more with the knowledge of how unimportant this last semester really was to me. So it was just my luck that I’d end up in yet another class with Sarah to end my time at our school – economics in final period. We were only on Wednesday of week two classed when Sarah sat down beside me to start the period and our story truly begins.

Sitting in class waiting for the period to begin Sarah walks through the door and straight to the desk beside mine. “Hi Andrew” she says, trying to strike up a conversation as she sits down.

Uninterested I simply nod my head upwards in her direction.

“Are you going to the party this Friday?” She asks, either indifferent or oblivious to my disinterest in having a conversation with her.

Rolling my eyes with my head down I nonetheless respond “Of course, when was the last major party I missed.”

Perhaps sensing my mood she stays quite for a minute or two before asking “are you ready for the quiz tomorrow? I think there’s going to be a ton of graphing on it.”

I have to suppress my initial reaction to laugh when I hear her; of course entry level supply and demand would be a lot of graphing… especially when half the class is idiots like her who couldn’t do the calculus behind the theory to save their life. Swallowing my desire to give her a snarky retort I simply reply “Always. It’s not difficult stuff.”

Clearly annoyed by my still flippant response she quickly shoots back “it’s harder than you think. I bet I do better than you do though”.

Smiling I lift my head up, turn to face her and say “Will you stop saying silly things. You’ve been saying stuff like that for years now and yet you never have.”

Getting more animated she retorts quickly “Make the bet then smartass. If I win, you do my assignments for the semester. You can choose my punishment if I lose.”

About to reflexively shoot her down I quickly realize my opportunity and respond “Fine. But if I win, you have to be my personal slave, doing whatever I say, until you do beat me on a quiz.”

Without thinking of the repercussions, no doubt overly confident she’ll win, she quickly sticks out her hand as the teacher walks in and says “Deal. Shake on it.” Grabbing her hand I shake it and smile. I guess I’ll be studying for tomorrow after all I think. Better safe than sorry.

The next afternoon as I go to sit down for the quiz I make sure to sit in a desk beside someone, so Sarah can’t sit by me. I didn’t need to lose my chance because she was able to see an answer or two from me. Halfway through class I finish the quiz, and quickly hand it in before getting p and heading home to get ready for my victory. The look on Sarah’s face as I get up is truly priceless, a little nervous about our bet perhaps? I chuckle thinking about how much that would “help” her as she tries to finish.

When I get home I do two things. The first thing is to set up a set of high definition peep cams in the corners of my bedroom, I’d gotten them as a Christmas gift and was intending to install them in the girls change room at school. This was a far better use for them at present.

The second thing is order an extra small French Maid costume off of Amazon with 1 day shipping. Our economics teacher has a habit of marking quizzes within a day – best to be ready in case he does it again.

That night I dream of all the ways I was planning on abusing Sarah over the rest of the school year. How enjoyable this was going to be.

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 2

Senior Year Pet – Chapter 3

Dec 30 2020

Lockdown with Daddy – 4 5 (1)

Lockdown with Daddy -1

Lockdown with Daddy – 2

Lockdown with Daddy – 3

Introduction:

Ann begins to discover the world that her daughter has taken her to.

Jenny walked back into the bedroom, her mother and father were side by side on the bed, her father had his arm around her shoulder, gently fondling her breast and tweaking her nipple. In return, her mother was fondling his cock.

Jenny walked round to her mother, bending over, she kissed her full on her lips. Ann’s mouth surrendered softly, inviting her daughter to explore her mouth with her tongue, at the same time Jenny reached over and fondled her mother’s other breast.

“You look beautiful Mum,” Jenny said when she stood up, “a new woman, nicely fucked.”

Ann blushed in embarrassment, her dress had been discarded but she was still wearing the underwear.

“Open up, let me see what he’s given you,” Jenny said, moving to the bottom of the bed, parting her mother’s legs and kneeling between them.

She could see the trickle of white cum leaking from her mother’s cunt.

“Oh that looks so tasty,” she said, lowering her mouth to her mother’s cunt, her tongue licking the whole length of her vulva before diving inside. She raised her head, noticing that her mother was still holding her father’s cock and that he was rigid. “Daddy, it’s very rude to ignore a young lady when she has her bum in the air,” she giggled.

Harry took the hint, slipping off the bed he stood behind his daughter, his rigid erection nestled between her cunt lips before sliding it deep into her.

“Oh Mummy,” Jenny smiled at her mother, “this is heaven.” She noticed the mobile phone by the side of the bed. “Take a photo Mum.”

“No l can’t,” Ann protested weakly, her body reacting as her daughter’s mouth returned to her cunt, licking and nibbling at her clitoris. She watched as her husband began fucking her daughter, the whole thing was almost too much.

“Go on Mum, see how much you can get in,” Jenny lifted her mouth again.

Ann reached for the phone, switching it to camera, she held it facing down her body. The screen showed the flat of her tummy, the lace of her split crotch panties, her garter belt and thighs clad in the fishnet stockings. Between her thighs it showed the top of her daughter’s head and above that the smiling face of her husband. She took the photo.

Jenny looked up again. “Now send it to Julia,” she said.

“I can’t do that,” Ann protested.

“Do it,” Jenny said, sliding two fingers into her mother’s cunt then licking her father’s cum from them.

Ann pressed the button to send the photo to Julia.

Seconds later her phone pinged. There was a message from Julia. “Beautiful, now one of you,” it said.

“Do what she says,” Jenny instructed.

Ann lifted the phone over herself and took a selfie, it showed her face and breasts held in the quarter cup bra. She sent that photo to Julia.

Seconds later there was another message. “Fantastic, Steve is wanking here, can’t wait to fuck you.”

“How did she know?” Ann asked, as if she couldn’t guess.

“I was speaking to her before l came in,” Jenny said, “telling her that you are now Daddy’s slut wife.” She giggled, then looked around at her father. “You can stop now Daddy, it doesn’t look like you have any spunk for me just yet,” she said.

“Did you really tell her that about me?” Ann said uncertainly.

“Of course l did Mummy, you’re Daddy’s slut wife, l’m his slut daughter. We’re going to have so much fun being sluts together, all of Daddy’s fantasies can be fulfilled.”

“Is that what you want?” Ann said to Harry, “you want me to have sex with Steve?”

“Of course he does Mummy,” Jenny interrupted. “Millions of men would love to see their wives fucked by other men, look at Daddy, he’s wanking thinking about it.”

Ann turned to her husband, Harry smiled back, making no effort to conceal the fact that he was stroking his cock and that he was fully erect.

“I thought you loved me,” she said.

“Oh Mummy, of course he loves you,” Jenny laughed, “fifteen years you never let him fuck you and he stayed faithful, of course he loves you, this isn’t because he doesn’t love you, it’s just that he wants to have fun with you, come on Mummy, you have to admit you’ve enjoyed it so far, you can’t deny that when you were flashing your tits years ago on that holiday there wasn’t a nagging itch in your pussy, you knew the effect you were having on Steve and you enjoyed it, well now it’s time to let your hair down and enjoy life, you can’t tell me your pussy isn’t creaming thinking about it.”

Ann knew she should really end this conversation, that she should try to find a way to turn the clock back, to end this madness, after all what respectable woman would be doing this, dressed like a tart, having sex with her husband in front of her daughter, having sex with her daughter and talking about having sex with other men.

Harry could see her thinking. “Come on sweetheart, Jenny’s right, let’s just enjoy it, see where it takes us.”

“Huh!” Ann replied, “you’re just looking for an excuse to screw Julia.”

“Look baby,” Harry said, “if you really don’t want to carry on, we stop now and try to forget it ever happened, is that what you really want, do you want us to go back to where we were, you as miserable as sin and bad tempered and me wanking in the shed, because that was where we were, l’ve seen how you’ve changed in just a few hours, you’ve come alive, you look amazing in that outfit, Jenny’s right, like loads of other men l get hard thinking about you being fucked by other men, it doesn’t mean l don’t love you, it’s just sex.”

“But you wouldn’t say that if l did it behind your back,” Ann countered.

“If that’s what you want, all l ask is that you tell me about it,” he replied.

Ann looked at him. “Is that what you want, so that you can screw other women, is that it?”

“No it’s not,” Harry replied, “l want us to have fun together, to try new experiences, we’re still young, you’re beautiful and sexy and l want us to enjoy sex together.”

“Don’t forget me,” Jenny laughed, bending forward and kissing her mother’s cunt before Ann could stop her.

Jenny sensed her mother’s hesitation, instead of breaking away from the kiss, she clamped her mouth over her mother’s cunt, locating her clitoris and sucking it, thrilled to feel the little button swelling between her lips.

Ann knew she should push her daughter away, but it felt so good, her brain was confused. A shock wave travelled through her as Harry pinched her nipples, she let out a groan, her thighs parted as if they had a will of their own. Her hand searched for his cock, holding it, squeezing it as she felt Jenny taking her to the brink of orgasm.

Harry shifted position so that he was on his knees beside her. He looked down at her, saw the passion on her face as she neared orgasm.

“Suck my cock,” he told her, pressing the head of his cock against her lips.

There was no resistance, her lips parted as his cock slipped between them.

There were fireworks going of in Ann’s brain, beautiful pleasure from her pussy, beautiful pain as Harry pinched and twisted her nipples, the feel of his cock pulsating in her mouth.

She tried to scream but then, just as her back arched, her orgasm crashing through her, Harry twisted her nipples harder and his cock unloaded his cum into her mouth. She had no option other than to suck hard and swallow as her mouth filled with his salty cum, her cunt was on fire as Jenny continued to torment her, probing with her tongue as she lapped up her mother’s cunt juice.

Ann slowly came down, sucking gently on the cock in her mouth, kissing the head as Harry withdrew.

Jenny lifted her head from between her mother’s thighs. “There Mum,” she smiled, “that’s how good it can be, now tell me you don’t want more.”

“I should be ashamed,” Ann whispered, “this is so wrong.”

“Rubbish Mummy,” Jenny said, “nothing is wrong about feeling good, there’s a whole new world of experiences out there and we’re going to take you there.”

Harry leaned over his wife, kissing her deeply, tasting his own spunk on her lips. “I love you so much,” he said as he rose above her, “you have never been more beautiful than you are now.”

“I love you too,” she replied.

“If you two are getting all luvvy dovey l’m off,” Jenny laughed, “l promised to vides call my tutor to get my project marks, l told him he can watch me masturbate while he wanks.”

“Really!” Ann smiled.

“Oh yes Mummy,” Jenny laughed, “he’s in his seventies, a real dirty old man, but he’s quite cute as well, have fun you two, l’ll see you in the morning. You two stay there, l’ll sleep in your room.” She blew them a kiss from the doorway.

The following morning, Jenny entered the kitchen, Ann had her back turned, stood at the sink in her dressing gown. Jenny stepped up behind her, putting her arms around her mother and cupping her breasts.

“Morning Mummy,” she whispered as she nuzzled the back of her mother’s neck.

“Jenny please!” Ann turned in shock only for her daughter to cover her mouth with her own, her tongue probing as her hands parted her mother’s dressing gown exposing her breasts.

Ann was taken completely by surprise, her initial reaction was to try and step away but Jenny had her pressed back against the kitchen worktop. She felt her naked body being exposed, then the feel of her daughter’s naked body pressing against her.

Jenny’s hands slid round to her mother’s bottom, pulling her close, grinding her pelvis against her.

Ann managed to free her mouth. “Jenny please,” she gasped.

“I want you Mummy,” Jenny replied, “l’ve been frigging myself off for an hour, l could hear you and Daddy, could hear him fucking you, l have to have you a Mummy.”

Jenny moved down her mother’s body, kissing her breasts, sucking each nipple in turn. She felt her mother react as she dragged her teeth over her nipples.

Ann knew she should resist but her body was only just recovering from the sex she had had with Harry earlier, when he had woken her, gently caressing her, slowly using his fingers and mouth to take her to the edge of climax before her had entered her, making love to her slowly and deeply, taking her over the edge not once but twice so that she was unable to stop herself crying out.

Now Jenny was reigniting her, her fingers tweaking her nipples as her mouth continued it’s journey down over her tummy.

Ann felt herself leaning back against the worktop, her legs parting automatically as her daughter’s mouth reached the neat triangle of pubic hair.

“We must get rid of this,” Jenny looked up at her, seeing the torment on her mother’s face. She could see her mother fighting with herself, knowing she should push her daughter away yet feeling her body reacting.

Ann’s hands went to the top of her daughter’s head but instead of pushing her away, she pushed her down, parting her thighs in anticipation of her daughter reaching her target. She sighed a deep sigh as she felt Jenny’s lips make contact with her labia, felt her tongue probing, seeking her magic button.

She gasped again as Jenny’s lips closed on her clitoris, sucking it, then flicking it with her tongue.

“Oh Mummy,” Jenny said as she looked up at her, “l can see Daddy’s spunk inside you, it’s beautiful Mummy.”

Before Ann could reply, her daughter was back, her mouth pressed against her cunt as her tongue probed deep inside seeking the nectar of her father’s spunk.

“Oh Jesus Christ!” Ann cried out, finally giving up all resistance, giving herself completely to her daughter. She supported herself with her elbows on the worktop as she felt Jenny’s hands holding her buttocks, lifting her. She cried out again as her legs rested on her daughter’s shoulders, her thighs clamping her daughter’s head hard against her cunt.

Jenny probed deeper, her hands parting her mother’s buttocks, her fingernails scratching against the puckered rosebud of her mother’s anus.

There were explosions in Ann’s brain, she craved more, had to have more. Her whole body relaxed as she felt the pressure of her daughter’s finger agains her anus.

“Oh Jesus!…..Oooh…..oh god!….. oh….mmmmmmmm!”

Her orgasm flooded through her body as her daughter’s finger invaded her most private orifice. Body juices poured from her into her daughter’s eager mouth.

Jenny felt her mother’s juices filling her mouth, felt it flowing over her face, she swallowed hard, tasting the mixture of cunt juice and her father’s spunk, her mother’s body going into spasm as her finger probed her mother’s bum hole.

“No more…..no more please,” Ann begged as her first orgasm receded, another one building. “Oh no my darling, please no more, we mustn’t do this….oh god l’m so ashamed…oh please sweetheart…no more……oh god….mmmmmm!”

Her second orgasm was more gentle, just a warm glow, starting from her bum hole and spreading through her body. Ann began to cry, sobbing uncontrollably as her daughter released her, helping her to stand then hugging her.

“I love you Mummy,” Jenny whispered as her mother’s body trembled against hers.

“Oh Jenny,” Ann whispered between sobs, “what have we done…what have we become?”

“Shush Mummy,” Jenny responded, holding her mother tightly, “don’t Mummy, just enjoy Mummy, we both love you very much.”

Jenny guided her mother to a chair by the table, sitting her down then sitting opposite her.

“This can’t be right Jenny sweetheart,” Ann said.

“Feels good though Mummy,” Jenny giggled.

“Seriously Jenny,” Ann replied, “we can’t go on like this.”

“Of course we can Mummy,” Jenny said, “who’s going to know…well apart from Julia and Steve…but they can’t wait to join us.”

Ann looked at her daughter.

“Oh l spoke to them after l’d left you last night,” Jenny continued, “Steve is literally chomping at the bit, he’s wanted to fuck you for years, we’re going to have so much fun Mummy, I’ve been thinking of all sorts of things we can get up to. Don’t look at me like that Mummy, you know you’re enjoying it too…stop trying to moralise the whole situation…it’s just sex Mummy, sex with people who care for you…sex with people who want you, find you sexy, just enjoy it Mummy.”

“I can’t get over the way you talk about it as if it’s totally normal,” Ann replied, “it’s not normal Jenny, it’s wrong, it’s perverted.”

“Is that why you came Mummy,” Jenny laughed, “l can still taste your pussy on my lips.”

“Oh god,” Ann hung her head in shame.

“Can’t feel like that about it Mummy,” Jenny said cheerfully, “this is going to be such fun, we need to do some shopping before Julia and Steve get here.”

“What do you mean?” Ann said.

“I invited them over this afternoon,” Jenny replied, “we can all go skinny dipping in the hot tub before we get down to the serious sex.”

“I can’t do that,” Ann protested, “what about your fa…..?”

“Oh come on Mum, what do you think?” Jenny smiled, “he’ll be that busy fucking Julia he won’t care what you’re up to, and don’t tell me your pussy didn’t twitch when l mentioned Steve fucking you.”

Ann couldn’t answer, she didn’t need to, the sudden flush of colour in her cheeks was all the confirmation Jenny needed.

“Look at yourself Mummy,” she said, “in the space of less than twenty four hours you’ve gone from being a miserable nag of a wife to the bright, lively, attractive woman you were years ago, don’t try to tell me you don’t feel younger, more alive, l could feel it just now when you were cumming into my mouth, you wanted it Mummy just as much as l did.”

Ann had to admit to herself that much of what Jenny was saying was correct, the lovemaking with Harry earlier had been beautiful, as good as ever it had been when they were younger, she thought about when Jenny had held her breasts, the feeling of excitement that had overtaken her then. She had tried to resist it, tried to push her daughter away, but she knew her efforts were half hearted, she knew the desires in her body were taking charge.

Suddenly Ann realised that her dressing gown was still undone, that her body was still fully exposed, she saw the two of them sitting naked in the kitchen discussing the sex they had had together, discussing the sex they were going to have.

Jenny saw the smile appearing on her mother’s face as the reality of the situation began to dawn on her.

“You’re beautiful Mummy,” she said, rising from her chair, she went round to her mother, bending, intending to kiss the top of her mother’s head. As she did so, Ann suddenly reached up, pulling her daughter’s face down to meet her own, their lips meeting in a long, loving kiss.

As they parted Ann stood up. “I fear you and your father have succeeded in turning me into a whore,” she said.

“Not a whore yet Mummy,” Jenny laughed, “that may come later, for now you’re just the beautiful, sexy lady both Daddy and l love very much.” Jenny could see that something was troubling her mother. “What is it Mum?” She asked.

Ann hesitated before replying. “You know when you did that….you know….what you did…”

“My finger up your bum you mean,” Jenny smiled. “You liked that didn’t you, crikey Mum, you came like a waterfall.”

Ann went bright red, she hesitated again. “Is that something you do a lot?” She asked.

“Mmmm,” Jenny replied, “not just a finger either.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll soon learn Mummy,” Jenny replied, “all the girls take it up their bum these days.”

“What…..you mean you…..”

“Anal sex Mum,” Jenny laughed, “of course l do, l admit it’s not as good as being fucked in my pussy but it’s still enjoyable and the orgasms are amazing.”

“But doesn’t it hurt?” Ann asked, “and what about….you know….oh god, l can’t believe l’m having this conversation.”

“It hurts a bit the first time,” Jenny replied, “you just have to make sure you’re well lubricated, as for the other thing, well accidents happen.”

“Oh god, l couldn’t do that,” Ann said.

“Face reality Mummy,” Jenny said, “when you start getting properly fucked, it’s going to happen, don’t get worked up about it, just enjoy it.”

“You’ve said things like that before,” Ann said, “as if l’m suddenly going to enter some world of wild sex.”

“Let’s face it Mum you already have,” Jenny laughed, “you’re having sex with your daughter, that’s pretty wild, and when Julia and Steve get here things will really start to take off, l can’t wait, it’s going to be like an orgy, all of us fucking together. Own up Mum, l bet there have been times you’ve wondered what it would feel like to have Steve fucking you, well later on you can find out.”

“But doesn’t it bother you?” Ann replied, “the fact that l would be unfaithful to your father.”

“Oh Mum, wake up,” Jenny laughed, “this has got nothing to do with being faithful, it’s just about having fun, Dad will be screwing me, screwing Julia, he’s not being unfaithful to you, he loves you just as much if not more, he will love watching Steve fuck you, he’ll certainly love watching us girls together, we’ll get this first session over with so you can relax a bit more, then we’ll think about moving on.”

“What do you mean ‘Moving on’ ?”

“Hi you two,” Harry said, interrupting as he walked into the kitchen. He was naked, giving Jenny’s breast a squeeze as he walked past her, bending and kissing Ann as his hands went to her breasts. “Morning sexy,” he said to her, “what have you two been up to, as if l couldn’t guess.”

“Mummy and l had great sex earlier,” Jenny said, smiling at her mother’s embarrassment, “l was just telling her l’ve invited Julia and Steve over later and how you would love to see Steve fucking her.”

“Jenny!” Ann cried, her brain in confusion, embarrassed by her daughter but also feeling the effect of Harry fondling her breasts and tweaking her nipples.

“Look at him Mummy,” Jenny laughed, indicating her father’s stiffening penis, “just the thought of it’s getting him hard.”

Ann looked up at him. “Is that really what you want?” She asked.

“It’s not about what l want baby,” he said, pinching her nipples gently, “it’s just a bit of fun, look how much fun you’ve had since yesterday morning, and don’t shrug it off, l didn’t make you suck my cock after we made love this morning.”

Ann bowed her head in embarrassment, but the memory of how she had taken his limp cock into her mouth, the taste of their mixed love juices, it all served to give her a warm feeling deep down in her pussy. She took stock of her situation, sat in the kitchen, her dressing gown open, exposing her naked body while her husband and daughter were both naked, only two days before she could never have imagined being in this situation, now she watched as her husband turned to his daughter, Jenny taking hold of his penis and kissing it. Ann knew she should be revolted at that sight but instead she was excited by it.

She watched as Jenny nuzzled and kissed her father’s cock. Watched as her husband’s penis grew stiff. Watched as Jenny slipped her lips over the crown of his cock, taking him deep into her mouth until her face pressed against his tummy.

She tried to tear her eyes from the scene but instead her own hand went between her legs, her fingers locating her clitoris as her other hand caressed her breast, pinching her own nipple.

She saw Harry smiling at her as her held his daughter pressed against him, his cock buried deep in her mouth.

“Go on, frig yourself while your daughter makes me cum,” he said, a look of triumph on his face.

Ann could only whimper as she heard her daughter gagging on his cock. Her own orgasm was building, she knew she should stop but her fingers carried on, taking her to ecstasy.

“Go on, frig yourself for me,” Harry said, withdrawing his cock, leaving his daughter gasping for air, he stood in front of his wife, his glistening cock only inches from her face.

Ann removed her fingers, opening her legs. “Fuck me,” she whispered, “please.”

“No, frig yourself,” he demanded, “l want to see you masturbate.” As he spoke he began stroking his cock, wanking himself only inches from her face.

Ann watched that bulbous head, glistening with her daughter’s saliva, she saw the bead of pre cum oozing from the eye. Both of her hands went to her cunt, three fingers of one going up her cunt while the other tormented her clitoris.

“Go on you horny bitch,” he said to her, wanking himself harder.

“Let me Daddy,” Jenny said as she stood behind her father, reaching round and taking hold of his cock, wanking him furiously.

“Tell me,” he said to his wife, “tell me you want my spunk, tell me you’re my horny bitch.”

“Yes…..please,” she cried as her first orgasm flooded her, “yes l want your spunk….please.”

“Keep going,” Harry said, his daughter’s hand bringing him to the point of no return, “be my slut, be our slut, is that what you want?”

“Oh god yes!” She cried as another orgasm ripped through her just as the first ribbon of cum shot from his cock, landing on her face.

“Oh god!” She cried again as her fingers plunged deep into her cunt.

“All the way in slut,” Harry ordered her as ribbon after ribbon of cum streaked across her face.

Ann was out of control, she could taste his cum as it trickled into her mouth, she could feel his spunk across her eyes, in her nose, running in rivers down her face, dripping onto her tits. She forced her hand into her cunt, crying out again as it entered her.

“That’s good Mummy,” Jenny encouraged her, “suck his cock Mummy, drain his balls dry.”

Ann took his cock into her mouth just as the last of his cum oozed from the eye, she sucked the last drop from him.

“Move over Daddy, l want her now,” Jenny said.

Harry stepped aside, sitting on a chair, stroking his cock as he watched his daughter kissing her mother’s spunk covered lips, it was a deep, passionate kiss, he watched Ann respond as Jenny’s hands massaged his cum into her tits. He watched as Jenny began to lick the cum from her mother’s face, thinking to himself that this had turned out better than he could ever have imagined, it was as if a switch had been thrown in Ann’s brain, she had become a totally different woman overnight and he loved the new model.

“Come on Mummy,” Jenny said, holding her mother’s hand and leading her from the chair, “ let’s go and get cleaned up, then we have some shopping to do.”

Ann followed obediently as Jenny led her upstairs, removed her dressing gown, then took her into the shower. Jenny pushed her back against the wall as the warm water cascaded over them. Ann allowed her daughter to wash her, thrilling to her touch as her hands caressed her body, cleansing but also keeping her in a state of arousal. They embraced and kissed as their hands explored each other. Ann had never done anything like it with another woman before but it felt right, her body was alive from top to toe, Jenny’s fingers were like electrodes sending shock waves as they travelled over her body. She tried to follow suit with her own inexperienced hands, mirroring her daughters actions, she felt pride when her fingers between her daughters thighs caused Jenny to gasp and tremble in orgasm.

“You just made me cum Mummy,” Jenny smiled at her then kissed her, “l love you Mummy.”

They dried each other off, spending time to dry their hair then Jenny said it was time to get dressed.

“Where are we going?” Ann asked, “it’s only the supermarkets that are open, we don’t need anything from there, l went yesterday.”

“Yes and we both know what happened there,” Jenny giggled.

Ann felt her face blushing which she thought was rather ridiculous considering what she had been doing moments earlier, plus the fact that she was still naked with her daughter.

“Don’t worry about that,” Jenny laughed, “let’s get you tarted up.”

Jenny ***ed clothes for her mother to wear, a white blouse and black skirt, she handed her mother a black quarter cup bra.

“Put that on,” she said passing her the bra, “it will make your tits stand out.”

“But that blouse is almost see through,” Ann replied, “what if we meet someone who knows me, l can’t wear that.”

“You’re not likely to meet anyone you know where we’re going,” Jenny replied.

“But what about your father? What if he sees me going out dressed like this?”

“He‘ll love it Mum,” Jenny said, “most men like the idea of showing their wives off, come on mum, it’s going to be fun.”

Ann allowed Jenny to help her put the bra on, adjusting her breasts to make them more prominent then tweaking her nipples to harden them, not that they needed much stimulation. Once the blouse was on, Jenny left it half unbuttoned, showing plenty of cleavage, then stood back to admire her mother. “We need to get a move on before l rip it off and fuck you myself,” she giggled. She handed her mother the skirt.

Ann put it on, it came down to mid thigh.

“This is yours,” she said, “l don’t have one this short.”

“Turn the waistband over, make it shorter,” Jenny instructed.

Ann did as she was told.

“And again,” Jenny said.

“I can’t,” Ann giggled, “it will show my panties.”

“No it won’t Mum,” Jenny laughed, “you won’t be wearing any.”

“Don’t be silly,” Ann laughed nervously, “l can’t go out looking like this, what would your father say?”

“You’re joking Mum, he’ll love it,” Jenny replied.

“But l look like a….like a…”

“A prossie.” Jenny laughed, “that’s right Mum, everything on show, all you need is a price tag, you wait and see, Daddy will love it, most men like the idea of other men lusting after their wives, mentally undressing you, well they won’t need to with that outfit.”

Ann looked at herself in the full length mirror.

“You look great Mum,” Jenny said, “l bet you feel great too.”

Ann couldn’t deny the feeling of excitement but she tried to conceal it.

“Remember when you flashed your tits at Steve Mum,” Jenny said, “you must have seen the look on his face, you knew very well that he wanted you and you enjoyed teasing him, l love it when men perv me, staring at my tits in a low cut dress, or try to look up my skirt on an escalator, it turns me on Mum, l bet your pussy is wet now, it’s all l can do to stop myself from finding out.”

“I don’t know about this Jenny,” Ann said, fighting the feelings coming from deep down in her tummy. “Things have happened so quickly, l feel like l’m spiralling out of control.”

“That’s good Mum,” Jenny said, quickly putting on a very short, tartan, pleated skirt and a thin top that did nothing to disguise her breasts, her nipples sticking out like two acorns. “Let your inhibitions go Mum, you are a beautiful woman, you have a great body and you enjoy sex, let yourself go Mum, enjoy yourself, neither Daddy or l will let you come to any harm, just have fun.”

“Fucking hell!” Harry exclaimed as they both walked into the kitchen, “you look like a couple of whores.”

Jenny sensed her mother faltering. “Would you like your wife to be seen in public like this?” Jenny smiled, lifting the front of her mother’s skirt. “I think we should get rid of this bush Daddy, what do you think?”

“Mmmm, yes please,” he replied, stroking his cock as he stared at his wife, “nice and smooth, like yours,” he said, “shall we do it now.”

“Oh no you don’t,” Jenny giggled, “once we get her laid out on the table and shaved, your going to want to go down on her, then fuck her, we’ll never get out. You put that away for now,” she indicated his stiffening erection, “you’re going to need your spunk for Julia later, so don’t go wanking while we’re out.”

“You’re really going to take her out like that,” Harry replied, “can l come? I’d love to see that.”

“See Mum, l told you,” Jenny laughed, “these fellas that want to marry a virgin but want a slut for a wife. Come on Mum, it’s showtime.” She took hold of her mother’s hand, guiding her to the door.

Her high heels made her tits jiggle as she walked, she could also tell her bottom was sticking out, but the sight of her husband openly wanking his cock as he leered at her she found incredibly exciting, she could feel the wetness leaking from her pussy as she allowed her daughter to lead her out to the car.

“Where are we going?” Jenny asked as Jenny steered the car onto the bypass circling the town. “All the shops are shut.”

“Not this one,” Jenny replied, “Julia told me about it, she goes there a lot.”

They drove to the retail park, all the car parks empty and deserted. Jenny carried on, through the car park, heading for the gap between two big stores. In front of them was another car park and a big warehouse type of structure, the sign on the front announcing itself as a ‘Sex Supermarket.’

“I never knew this was here,” Ann said, “it looks like it’s all locked up.”

“Julia told me what to do,” Jenny replied, driving to the right of the building and taking the service road to the rear. At the back there was a large roller door for deliveries and a small wooden door for pedestrians. There were three other cars parked near the doors. Jenny parked the car, taking out her phone from a pocket in her skirt, she entered a number and sent a text message. “Come on,” she said, getting out of the car.

Ann followed her daughter, her anxiety growing by the second, she was on the verge of running away but realised what a ridiculous sight she would make. As they walked towards the wooden door, Ann noticed a camera positioned above it. Just as they reached the door it opened. The man who stood there was in his early thirties, over six feet tall with an olive skinned, swarthy appearance, jet black hair. Ann was immediately struck by how attractive he was.

“Good morning ladies,” the man said, his eyes alternating from Ann’s to Jenny’s breasts, “thank you for using the code, we can’t be too careful, please, come on in.”

Ann could feel herself blushing bright red, she saw him staring at her, she felt as if her clothes were melting away and her naked body was being inspected.

Jenny could see her mother hesitate, she realised she had to do something before fear took over and her whole plan backfired.

“Come on Mummy, let’s see what new toys we can find,” she said, taking Ann by the hand and literally dragging her into the store. She quickly guided her mother away from the man who let them in, she could sense that the way he was staring at her mother’s breasts was unsettling her, she needed to get her mother somewhere quiet to calm her down.

“I’m Gary by the way,” the man called after them, “if you need any help just call me, please don’t take any of the items out of their packaging, if you want to look closer at anything l have a full cupboard of samples that have all been sanitised.”

“I can’t do this,” Ann said, visibly trembling as Jenny guided her to a corner of the store, “l need to go home Jenny, this is too much, l can’t do this.”

“Don’t be silly Mummy, you’re doing great,” Jenny tried to calm her, “you look fabulous.”

“But the way he looked at me,” Ann said, “as if he was some predatory beast and l was his sacrifice.”

“Ooooh Mummy,” Jenny giggled, “that thought is making me wet, l bet you’re wet Mummy, let me see.”

With that, Jenny put her hand under her mother’s skirt and between her thighs before Ann could stop her.

“Jenny please!” Ann protested.

“I knew it Mummy,” Jenny said triumphantly, “your pussy is dripping.” She removed her hand, placing her fingers into her mouth. “Mmmmm Mummy, you taste sweet,” she smiled.

“Jenny please, that man can see us.”

Jenny looked to her left, there was an old man standing beside the magazine stand, he had a magazine open in front of him on top of the counter, he was turning over the pages with one hand, his other hand shoved deep in his pocket as he was obviously wanking. He had seen them walking to the rear of the store and was watching as Jenny had her hand up her mother’s skirt.

“See,” Jenny giggled, “that’s the effect you have on men Mummy, l bet he’d like a taste of your pussy.”

“Shut up!” Ann whispered, “he’ll here you.” But she couldn’t resist looking over at the old man who was staring directly at her, the hand in his pocket still moving vigorously. She blushed again but also felt a warm wetness between her thighs.

Jenny led her around the store, indicating a variety of vibrators and dildos, explaining how each one was designed to give a different experience.

Jenny pointed to a butt plug. “You have to try one of those Mum,”

Ann knew immediately what it was for. “Do you use one?” She asked.

“Yes,” Jenny replied, “my friend at Uni has a remote control vibrating one, she made me put it in one day when we went to the supermarket, she kept switching it on and off, it was crazy, l came three times.”

“I’ve seen on the internet that there seems to be a lot of women letting men do it to them in their bums,” Ann said, “l don’t think l could do that.”

“Well you enjoyed my finger up there,” Jenny giggled, “you can bet your boots that someone is going to want to fuck you there sooner or later, you might as well get used to it.”

“Do you…you know….orgasm?” Ann asked.

“Oh yes,” Jenny said, “obviously it depends on who is doing it, some are better than others, but the orgasm is different, not as powerful as a good cunt fucking.”

Ann was shocked to hear her daughter speaking like that but then thought about what she was doing and how she was dressed, her brain was still confused but the signals coming from her body were undeniable, Jenny had said from the start that it would be fun and Ann had to admit to herself that it was. The knowledge that she was displaying herself to total strangers, the way Jenny was showing her different dildos and vibrators, graphically describing their uses, her body was tingling from head to foot.

Jenny could sense her mother finally relaxing. “Do you want to try a butt plug Mum? Shall l ask Gary if he has one you can try?”

“No…l couldn’t possibly do that,” Ann replied

“Don’t be silly Mummy, come on,” Jenny said, grabbing her by her arm and walking over to the counter.

“You said you had some samples we could try,” She said to Gary.

“Certainly,” he replied, “which ones are you interested in.”

“Mum has never tried a butt plug,” Jenny said, “l’ve tried one before that was a remote control vibrating one, do you have one of those?”

Gary reached down and opened a drawer, removing a silver coloured plug and a tiny remote control, he placed them on the counter together with a small tube of lubricating jelly.

“There is a private room at the back,” he said, “number one is occupied at the moment but number two is free. Can l just say that l am able to offer a considerable discount, especially to beautiful ladies like yourselves.”

“How much?” Jenny smiled, already suspecting what his answer would be.

“Well that depends,” Gary replied.

“What, blow job or fuck,” Jenny smiled.

“Jenny!” Ann exclaimed. “That’s enough, l can’t do this, we have to go.”

“Oh Mummy it’s just getting interesting,” Jenny replied, then turning to Gary, “I’m sorry,” she said, “my mother hasn’t done anything like this before.”

“I understand,” Gary replied, “no pressure, how about ten percent if you both get your tits out.”

“That sounds fair,” Jenny replied, “go on Mum, get your tits out.”

“No Jenny…l can’t,”

“Don’t be silly Mummy,” Jenny laughed, removing her top and revealing her naked boobs, “they’re practically on show as it is, you’re only showing your tits.”

Ann was unable to move as Jenny undid the few remaining buttons on her top, then parted it to reveal her breasts.

“They are beautiful,” Gary said, walking round the counter.

Ann watched transfixed as he stood in front of her, she was visibly trembling, she had to squeeze her thighs together to try and control the sensations in her cunt. She let out a sigh as his hands made contact with her breasts.

“How old are you?” Gary said as he gently caressed her breasts, rolling his thumbs over her nipples.

“Forty five,” Ann replied in a whisper, having to bite her lip as he gently tweaked her nipple.

“Amazing,” Gary said, his hands becoming more urgent, squeezing her breasts harder, pulling and tweaking her nipples.

Ann felt the surge inside her cunt, she felt her knees buckle. She looked up at Gary’s face, a smirk of triumph, he knew he had her under control and there was nothing she could do, nothing she wanted to do. Slowly he supported her as she sank to her knees. He undid his trousers, releasing his cock. Ann stared at it as it bobbed only inches from her face.

Harry’s was the only penis she had ever seen in real life, but this one was different, much the same size but whereas Harry’s had always appeared gentle and loving, this one looked hard and cruel. It was circumcised for a start, the shaft curving upward, topped by a large purple head.

Gary took hold of his shaft, squeezing it. Ann saw a bead of pre cum oozing from the eye. “Time to earn an extra ten percent,” Gary smiled, taking hold of her with a handful of her hair, guiding her gently forward.

Ann caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of her eye. She turned slightly to see Jenny on her knees in front of the old man, his cock already deep in her mouth.

“Don’t worry about them,” Gary said, pulling her back, “you concentrate on your job.”

Ann couldn’t control herself, she could feel juices flowing from her cunt, her nipples were so hard she thought they would burst. She saw that cock in front of her face and she knew she wanted it.

As she parted her lips to take it, Gary suddenly tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her forward as he rammed his cock into her mouth.

Ann immediately gagged as his cock filled her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She had to pull away, coughing and spluttering as she gasped for air.

“Try again,” he said, pulling her back, “l’ll take it slower this time but take it all, l’ll bet you’ve sucked cocks before.”

Ann could taste the saltiness of his pre cum, she couldn’t resist as his cock touched her lips. She took him, this time he was slower, it gave her time to adjust as once again he filled her mouth. This time it wasn’t such a shock as he reached the back of her throat, even though her face was pressed against his tummy she was still able to breathe through her nose. She also noticed that he was completely devoid of any body hair which made it more comfortable for her.

As he began fucking her mouth, Ann’s hands went to his balls, cradling them, squeezing them gently.

“That’s good,” he said, that’s it, “suck it like you want my spunk, suck it like a whore.”

Ann had sucked Harry’s cock many times but that had been different, that had been an act of love, this was base sex, pure animal lust. She was aware that this man was treating her like a whore, as if he owned her, but suddenly she realised that it was her that had control over him. That realisation sent a surge of heat through her body, her hand went between her thighs, her fingers locating her clitoris, she could feel how wet she was.

“Take it bitch!” Gary hissed through clenched teeth as he felt his orgasm nearing the edge, “swallow my spunk.”

Ann felt the telltale surge in the shaft of his cock, felt the head swell in the back of her throat, suddenly she pulled her mouth away.

“No!” She yelled at him, holding his cock as it pulsated, “on my tits…cum on my tits.”

Gary let out a deep groan as his cock exploded, pumping ribbon after ribbon of hot spunk onto her tits.

Ann pressed her tits around him as his spunk covered her. She looked up at him, a look of triumph on her face, she had complete control of him.

Slowly his orgasm subsided, the pulsing of his cock slowed until the final contents of his balls oozed from the eye. “You fucking cunt,” he sighed, “you should have swallowed it.”

“Maybe next time,” she smiled at him, amazed at herself, relishing the feeling of power.

As he recovered, he reached across the counter to a box of tissues. “Here,” he said, “you can clean your tits with those.”

Ann took a wad of tissues, removing the majority of his spunk from her breasts. She looked across at her daughter, Jenny was smiling at her, her own face covered with cum, the old man hurriedly doing up his trousers. Ann took another wad of tissues, passing it to Jenny.

“I want to go home now,” Ann said, standing up and depositing the sodden wad of tissues on the counter, “you can dispose of that,” she said to Gary. She turned and headed for the door.

Jenny placed her wad of tissues next to her mother’s, she picked up the butt plug and remote. “We’ll take that as payment,” she giggled, picking up her top from the floor and following her mother.

Just as they passed the door to the changing rooms it opened, a man came out clutching an assortment of ladies underwear that he had obviously been trying on.

Jenny recognised him immediately, it was Mr. Harding, her old headmaster from secondary school.

“Well hello Mr.Harding,” Jenny said to him, “fancy meeting you here, are you buying yourself some new undies to wank into.”

He stopped in his tracks, going bright red with embarrassment. He recognised Jenny immediately, remembering how many times he had looked out of his study window, playing with his cock as he watched her outside the school in her ridiculously short skirt and tight white blouse. Now he suddenly realised that not only was she in front of him, she was naked to her waist.

“I….l….l” was all he could stutter as he recognised Jenny’s mother by her side, also displaying her bare breasts.

Jenny burst out laughing as she took hold of her mother’s hand, leading her from the store.

Ann sat in the car, the enormity of what she had just done suddenly hitting her.

“Wow Mummy,” Jenny said, “you were fantastic, and when you made him cum on your tits, l saw you trembling Mum, you came didn’t you?”

Ann didn’t know how to respond, she knew she should be ashamed of what she had just done but her body was telling her the opposite. She felt alive all over her body, she felt that if Jenny were to touch her now she would orgasm.

“Oh Mummy you were brilliant, wait till we tell Daddy,” Jenny said, leaning across and kissing her mother on her lips.

That was the spark that set Ann alight, she accepted Jenny’s tongue as it probed deep into her mouth, the shock wave scorching through her body as she convulsed in orgasm.

Jenny’s hand went between her mother’s thighs, Ann parted her legs, Jenny felt the stream of cunt juice flowing from her mother, she transferred her mouth to her mother’s breast tasting the spunk that still covered them as she sucked and bit each nipple in turn.

Ann cried out as she came again, “No more….please….l can’t….oh god yes.”

Jenny sucked hard on her mother’s nipples as her fingers probed deep into her cunt. She felt her mother slowly turning to jelly beneath her, all resistance long gone as she gave herself completely to her daughter.

Slowly, Jenny’s urgency subsided, she pulled away from her mother, leaving her collapsed in her seat. She removed her fingers from her mother’s cunt, putting them in her mouth, relishing the taste of the mucus that covered them. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye, realising that Mr.Harding was standing next to the door on her mother’s side of the car. He had been watching them, his cock in his hand as he masturbated.

Jenny switched on the ignition, lowering the window on her mother’s side.

“Would you like to cum on her?” She called across.

He must have been close to orgasm as without hesitation he stepped up to the side of the car, pumping hard on his cock, letting out a low moan as he came.

Ann was in a complete daze, her brain was in a fog, she was vaguely aware of a presence at her side of the car, she saw a penis appearing at the open window. Suddenly it was firing ribbons of cum at her, the first one landing across her face, the next on her tits. She couldn’t move, her body just would not respond as that penis continued to shoot spunk at her.

As the last of his semen oozed from the eye of his cock, Jenny reached across, taking it with her fingers then licking it off.

“I hope you enjoyed that Mr. Harding,” she said, “now go and try on your new undies you dirty pervert.” She giggled.

Mr.Harding hurriedly tucked his penis back into his trousers and scuttled off back to his car.

“Oh Mummy,” Jenny smiled at her, “you look so beautiful.”

“Oh god,” Ann replied weakly, “l must get cleaned up.”

“No Mummy,” Jenny stopped her as she reached for the glove compartment where there were a packet of wet wipes. “Let Daddy see how beautiful you look.”

“I…..l can’t,” Ann tried to protest, “oh my god, what will he think of me, oh god l’m so ashamed.”

“He loves you Mummy,” Jenny said, “he’s probably home now wanking, imagining what you’re up to, trust me Mummy, we’re going to have so much fun, this afternoon he can watch when Steve fucks you, you can watch him fucking Julia, and with a bit of luck you can all fuck me.”

That statement was just so outrageous, Ann couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“We’d better get home,” Jenny said, starting the car, “we’ll have to go without seat belts, don’t want to have to clean the spunk off them, at least the seats are leather.”

Dec 29 2020

Lockdown with Daddy – 3 4 (1)

Lockdown with Daddy – 1

Lockdown with Daddy – 2

Introduction:

Secrets are reveal and relationships are really-kindled.

The drive home did nothing to calm Ann, her brain was whizzing at one hundred miles an hour. She couldn’t believe she had done what she had done with Julia. More to the point, she couldn’t believe she had laid back and allowed Julia to do what she did. As she parked the car in the drive she suddenly had a flash back to how she had felt when Julia’s fingers had made her cum, it was the first time in years that she had cum other than when she had masturbated. She felt a warm surge between her thighs, instinctively pressing her hand there to try and calm herself.

She checked herself in the mirror, seeing how flushed she looked. She took a couple of deep breaths, hoping that would calm her down. She saw Jenny watching her from the kitchen window, she knew she couldn’t sit there any longer. She climbed out of the car, retrieving her shopping and entered the house.

“Are you alright Mum?” Jenny said as her mother placed the shopping bags on the worktop. “You look upset.”

“Oh….Er….l’m just in a hurry, l got held up at the supermarket,” Ann replied.

“Oh right, was it busy?” Jenny turned away, smiling to herself, she had only minutes before been talking to Julia on the phone, getting a full account of what had happened. “Did you have coffee with Julia?”

“Oh…yes,” Ann replied, “yes, very busy, and no, l saw Julia in the store but we didn’t have time for coffee,” Ann lied.

Jenny had to turn away again, she was struggling to keep a straight face, she wanted to say that of course they wouldn’t have had time for coffee if Julia had her fingers up her mother’s pussy, frigging her off.

“Give me a hand to make up some bread rolls for lunch,” Ann said, desperate to change the subject.

Once the lunch was prepared, Jenny said she would go and fetch her father.

“No,” Ann said, “he can have his out there.”

“Mum, this is getting ridiculous,” Jenny said.

“What?” Ann replied.

“This situation with you and Dad,” Jenny said, “let me go and take Dad his lunch then we have to talk, this cannot go on any longer.”

Ann genuinely hadn’t realised that things were getting that bad that Jenny had noticed, then she realised how stupid that was, of course Jenny would notice, she had always been close to both parents, she was a perceptive girl.

Jenny couldn’t see her father anywhere in the garden, she carried his food on a tray, crossing the lawn. She noticed the shed door was unlocked. As she opened the door, she was greeted with the sight of her father, his trousers and underpants round his ankles, his cock in his hand wanking.

“Jesus Daddy,” Jenny giggled, “it’s just as well Mum didn’t find you like that.”

“Shit!” Harry said, making a grab for his trousers.

“No need to cover up on my account,” Jenny said, stepping into the shed, “in fact l find it quite sexy, l hope you were thinking of me while you were wanking.”

Jenny placed the tray on the workbench. Lifting her skirt, she quickly removed her panties.

“Come on then,” she said, bending over the workbench, “but make it quick or Mum will come looking for me.”

“I…..l…..l” Harry stammered.

“Come on Daddy, just fuck me, don’t waste time, just do it.”

Harry didn’t know how he was possibly expected to refuse, the back of her skirt thrown up exposing her firm bottom, her legs parted inviting him to put his cock in her cunt. He stepped behind her, gripping her hips as he slid his cock into her waiting cunt.

“Mmmm, that’s nice,” she said, “now just fuck me Daddy, don’t wait for me, we don’t have time, just fuck me and cum.”

Harry didn’t need any more encouragement, slamming himself into her with such ferocity that it caused the shed to shake.

“Careful Daddy,” Jenny giggled, “don’t demolish the place.”

Harry had been on the point of orgasm when Jenny had found him, consequently it was only a few seconds before he felt his orgasm build. He gripped her hips tightly, humping himself deep inside her.

“That’s it Daddy,” she sighed, “just cum, fill me with spunk…oooooo yes Daddy.”

Harry let out a low groan as his balls pumped their contents into his daughter’s body, holding her tight as his cock pulsated wildly.

“Oh that’s nice,” Jenny said as she felt the warmth of his spunk filling her, “l’m glad l found you when l did, we wouldn’t want to waste that gorgeous spunk.”

“Have you got any tissues?” She said as he pulled out, a dribble of spunk immediately leaking from her cunt.

“No,” he said, opening a drawer, taking out two pieces of rag, using one to wipe his cock the other he passed to Jenny. “You’ll have to use that.”

“Oh thank you very much,” she said sarcastically, “you really know how to treat a girl, giving her a dirty rag to wipe her pussy.”

“Stop moaning,” Harry laughed, “anyway it’s clean, l’ve got a dirty one if you prefer.”

“Stop it,” she giggled, “l’d better get back before Mum gets suspicious.” She reached for her panties, putting them back on, “we’re going to have a long talk so stay out of the way,” she said.

“What about?” He asked.

“Just part of my plan,” she replied, stepping out of the shed. “Oh,” she said just as she was leaving, “l had a chat with Julia before Mum got home, you wouldn’t believe what those two got up to in the supermarket car park.”

Before Harry could ask her what she meant, Jenny had gone, skipping across the lawn. Just as she got to the back door, she turned, seeing him watching, she lifted the front of her skirt, rubbing her finger over the crotch of her panties then placing it in her mouth. She smiled at him, giving him a wave before going into the house.

Ann was busying herself in the kitchen, she had been keeping an eye on the garden, she had seen Jenny making her way toward the part of the garden where the shed was, but the shed itself was not visible from the window. She wondered why Jenny didn’t come straight back, the words of Julia were rattling round in her head. “We’re they doing it now?” “Had Harry found release for his pent up frustration by forcing himself on his daughter?”

She saw Jenny skipping happily across the lawn, that just added to her confusion. “Would Jenny be so relaxed and happy if her father was forcing her to have sex?” Visions of her husband and daughter having sex kept flashing through her mind, then, suddenly a vision of herself, spread out in her car, Julia’s fingers bringing her to orgasm, Julia’s soft and tender lips on hers, her tongue probing.

Ann heard the back door closing, suddenly realising her own hand was pressed between her thighs, she felt the heat in the pit of her stomach. She tried to compose herself, keeping her back to her daughter, hoping she wouldn’t noticed how flushed she was.

Jenny smiled to herself, she could feel her father’s cum leaking from her pussy, she could see how flushed and nervous her mother was. She wondered if her mother had been thinking of what had happened with Julia.

Jenny had been excited when Julia had called her to tell her what had happened. “She was easy,” Julia had said. “There must be something going on between her and your father, she was hot baby, even hotter than your sweet pussy.”

Jenny had been thrilled that the first part of her plan had worked so well, even down to Julia sowing the seeds of doubt in her mother’s mind, suggesting that there might even be a sexual relationship between her and her father. Julia had actually come out and asked Jenny if she was fucking her father. Jenny had skirted round the subject but it was obvious that Julia had got the message. “Oh you little sex kitten you,” Julia had said. “I didn’t say we were,” Jenny had protested weakly, giggling. “Oh my god, that is so sexy,” Julia had said, “hurry up and get your mother sorted out sweetheart, l’m frigging myself off here at the prospect of us all getting together, l told Steve about your mother this morning, you know how desperate he is to get inside your pussy, he’s always had the hots for your mother…oh sweetheart, get this sorted, we can all have some wild times together.”

“Are you okay Mum?” Jenny asked, trying not to make it obvious she knew what was going through her mother’s mind.

“Me?….oh yes, l’m fine, just trying to catch up, l took longer at the shop than l wanted.”

“Come and sit down, we need to talk,” Jenny said, placing two plates of filled rolls on the table and pouring two coffees.

“What’s so important?” Ann said, sitting opposite her daughter.

“You and Dad Mum,” Jenny said, “l never really noticed anything when l lived her, too busy being selfish l suppose, but since l’ve been home and with this lockdown, it’s obviously you two have a problem, l heard you arguing yesterday morning, what is it Mum? Is it sex?”

“Whatever makes you think that,” Ann tried to laugh it off.

“Well when married couples argue it’s usually about the kids, money or sex,” Jenny replied, “as far as l know you don’t have a problem with me, we’re not short of money so it must be sex. What is it Mum, is Dad not performing?” Jenny had difficulty keeping a straight face, especially still feeling the damp patch in her panties.

“I don’t know how to say this,” Ann said, “but it’s the other way round, he seems to be obsessed with sex, he won’t leave me alone, he just won’t accept that couples our age don’t do that sort of thing.”

Jenny burst out laughing. “Sorry Mum,” she said, still laughing, “l didn’t realise you were both old codgers. So what you’re saying Mum is that at forty five years of age your husband finds you sexually attractive and you’re complaining, l hope someone finds me sexually attractive at that age.”

“It’s not just that,” Ann protested, “he knows l haven’t been interested for a long time but he keeps pestering me, it’s got worse since the lockdown. Then l found condoms in his pocket, he insists he’s never been unfaithful but says that because l won’t let him do it to me then he has been tempted.”

“I’m not surprised Mum,” Jenny said, “he’s a good looking man, when’s the last time you had sex together.”

Ann just shrugged in response.

“How long Mum?” Jenny insisted.

“I din’t keep a record,” Ann replied defensively.

“How long Mum?”

“We did it a few times after you were born,” Ann said finally.

“What are you saying Mum? You’re saying you haven’t had sex for almost twenty years.”

“No, l’m not saying that,” Ann replied, “l let him do it a few times but l just couldn’t get interested, you were little and you weren’t easy to cope with, l was tired and it just sort of fizzled out.”

“How long Mum?”

“Oh l don’t know,” Ann said, “l suppose about fifteen years.”

“You have got to be joking Mum,” Jenny laughed, “you mean you two haven’t shagged for fifteen years and Dad has stayed faithful, he must love you Mum. Hasn’t he never wanted to talk to you about it?”

“Well yes,” Ann replied, “but l just kept putting him off, l was hoping that as he got older he would control his urges.”

“God Mum, you sound like some Victorian spinster,” Jenny laughed, “how did you think Dad was coping with it.”

“Well l know he often spent a long time in the bathroom,” Ann replied, “but lately, with him being home all the time, he’s got worse, he keeps poking me with it and this morning, when l came back from the bathroom, he was on top of the bed, naked, stroking himself, it was disgusting.”

Jenny said nothing in reply but Ann could see from her face that she wanted to say something.

“What?” Ann asked.

“Are you serious Mum?” Jenny replied, “you’re complaining because your husband finds you sexually attractive and wants to have sex with you. I don’t believe this, seriously Mum, thousands of women your age would love to be in that situation.”

“It’s not as simple as that,” Ann defended, “he knows what l think about it, we’re too old to be doing things like that, he should act his age.”

“Mum, you’re both only in your forties for fuck’s sake.”

“Jenny!” Ann said, shocked by her daughter’s language.

“Oh Mum, for goodness sake, this is 2020, don’t tell me you’re shocked by the word ‘fuck’, there’s hardly a programme on tv where people don’t say that. I bet you’ve heard Julia saying it.”

Ann went bright red and fidgeted on her chair as she remembered how Julia had spoken to her in the car and the effect those words had had.

“Whenever l talk to Julia she’s always using language like that,” Jenny added.

“I didn’t know you spoke with Julia much,” Ann replied, concerned that Julia might tell her daughter what had happened earlier.

“We often get together,” Jenny said, “l phone her regularly when l’m at Uni, she likes to know what l’m up to.”

“What do you mean, ‘What you’re up to?”

“Sex Mum,” Jenny replied, “she likes to hear all the juicy details.”

“Not too juicy l hope,” Ann said. “Is that a regular thing at Uni then…sex?”

“What else can you do for fun that’s free Mum,” Jenny laughed, then seeing the look on her mother’s face, “oh come on Mum, sex is just fun these days, it doesn’t have to be an emotional experience, it’s just screwing for fun Mum, Julia tells me that when you and Dad were first married you were at it like rabbits.”

“Oh does she now.”

“What about when you all went to Spain…topless sunbathing…she told me you were the first one to take your top off.”

“When did she tell you about that?” Ann said.

“Oh ages ago Mum,” Jenny replied, “she said Steve couldn’t take his eyes off your boobs, he’s always had the hots for you, Julia as well.”

“What do you mean Julia,” Ann said trying to control the flush of heat in her face.

“Julia’s bisexual Mum, you must know that, Steve is as well.”

“How do you know?”

“She told me Mum,” Jenny replied, “also we have been together a couple of times.”

“What do you mean, ‘Been together’ ?”

“Sex Mum, we’ve had sex together,” Jenny said. She could see the discomfort that the conversation was causing, she had to work hard to keep a straight face.

“Do…do you mean you’re….what do they call it these days….gay or something,” Ann said.

‘Good lord no Mum,” Jenny laughed, “l need a good shagging just like most girls.”

“Jenny!” Ann said, shocked at her daughter’s language.

“Oh Mum, come on,” Jenny said, “if l can’t talk to you about things like this, who can l talk to. I thought you would be glad that l can talk to you.”

“I am, of course l am,” Ann replied, “it’s just that it’s come as a bit of a shock that’s all, l suppose you think l’m old fashioned.”

“You just need to loosen up Mum,” Jenny smiled, “you’re in your prime, attractive, you’ve got a great figure, your husband has the hots for you, so do Julia and Steve, enjoy yourself Mum, sex is fun, believe me.”

“What are you suggesting?” Ann said, “are you suggesting l should cheat on your father, l couldn’t do that, l know Julia has affairs but she tells me Steve is okay with it.”

“A lot of married men like the idea of their wives being shagged by other men Mum, what about swinging?”

“What do you mean?” Ann asked.

“Swinging Mum, wife swapping they used to call it.”

“I could never do that,” Ann said, “your father would never agree to that.”

“You’d be surprised Mum,” Jenny laughed, “l bet he was hoping you would on that holiday in Spain, come on Mum, don’t tell me you didn’t get a thrill showing off your boobs to Steve, you must have known he had the hots for you, and as for Julia…..”

“What do you mean?” Ann said, blushing bright red.

“I know Mum,” Jenny said with a cheeky grin.

“Know what?” Ann replied.

“You and Julia in the car this morning,” Jenny laughed, “l know all about it, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it, Julia said you came bucket loads.”

‘Oh my god,” Ann said, “did Julia tell you?”

“Of course she did Mum,” Jenny laughed, “she couldn’t wait to tell me, was it your first time with a woman?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Ann said, “it was a moment of madness, she caught me unawares.”

“Mum, you need to be honest,” Jenny said, “tell me, years ago, on that holiday, be honest Mum, didn’t you feel good showing yourself off, wasn’t there a moment when you would have been tempted to fool around with Steve.”

“No! Of course not,” Ann protested, “okay, l admit it was a bit naughty, but there were other women there going topless, it was the accepted thing if you went to Spain, Harry and l had talked about it, he’d said he wouldn’t mind, even the travel programmes those days showed women topless on the beach.”

“It’s not a problem Mum,” Jenny said, “l often go topless, and bottomless as well sometimes.”

“Jenny!” Ann exclaimed.

“Oh Mum, get with the times, nobody cares these days,” Jenny laughed. “Julia told me how much you used to enjoy sex those days, so what went wrong?”

“I don’t know,” Ann replied, “a lot of women lose the urge after childbirth, but l never seemed to get it back, we tried a few times but l never felt comfortable, it wasn’t your father’s fault, it was mine.”

“But you still took it out on him,” Jenny accused.

“No, it wasn’t like that,” Ann replied, “he was very understanding, didn’t push me. In the end we just sort of forgot about it.”

“But lately Mum, you’ve been horrible to him, why?”

“I don’t know!” Ann shouted, “l don’t mean to be, it just comes over me. With this lockdown, he’s been home every day, l’m used to him being in work.”

“What, so your body’s reacting and you’re trying to deny it?”

“I don’t know Jenny,” Ann replied, “l feel like l want to do something but it’s a big step for me, it’s been so long.”

“Julia says you used to like dressing up,” Jenny said.

“Oh dear, she told you about that,” Ann blushed bright red again. “Your father was on about that this morning.”

“Is that what’s in that suitcase in the loft?”

“Have you been looking in there?” Ann said.

“I know l did years ago,” Jenny replied, “l didn’t move anything, l remember thinking it was dressing up clothes from when l was young. Are they still there? Shall l go and get them?”

“No!……No!….” Ann tried to stop her as Jenny got up and headed for the stairs. She tried to catch up with her daughter but Jenny was up the stairs and lowering the hatch to the loft before Ann could stop her.

“I remember where it is,” Jenny said as she climbed the ladder.

Ann was lost for words, she knew how headstrong Jenny was, there was no way she could stop her, she had to face the embarrassment of her daughter seeing what was in that case.

Seconds later Jenny started down the ladder, carrying the suitcase. Once down she replaced the hatch and turned towards her mother’s bedroom. She placed the case on the bed, opened it and began taking out each item.

Ann could only stand silently and watch as each item in each costume was carefully laid out on the bed.

Once she was satisfied that each costume was properly assembled, Jenny stood back. “Wow!” She said, looking at the display. There was a schoolgirl outfit, a nurse costume and a maid’s outfit, each designed to display as much flesh as possible, the maid outfit even had two holes in the dress, it was obvious what they were for.

There was also a ***ion of underwear, split crotch panties, g-strings, a quarter cup bra that would leave nipples exposed, another strap affair designed to lift and separate the breasts, leaving them totally exposed, there was also a ***ion of garter belts and stockings in a range of colours.

“Wow Mum,” Jenny said finally, “l bet you looked sensational in those.”

“Put them back Jenny please,” Ann begged, wishing the ground would open up and swallow her, she felt totally humiliated watching as her daughter discovered her darkest secrets.

“Does Daddy know you still have these?” Jenny asked.

“He mentioned them this morning,” Ann replied, “he even suggested l should wear them again.”

“I’m not surprised Mum,” Jenny said, picking up the maid’s dress. “You would look amazing in this, you must try it on Mum.”

“That’s ridiculous Jenny,” Ann said, “l would never fit in those now.”

“Rubbish Mum,” Jenny laugher, holding the dress up against herself and looking in the full length mirror. “You’ve never put on any weight, your boobs have got bigger but there’s not a man on the planet that would complain about that, if you dressed up in this Daddy would fuck you into oblivion.”

“Jenny please!” Ann had to turn away to disguise her reaction to Jenny’s comment. However she could not halt the warm glow in the pit of her stomach at her daughter’s suggestion.

“Just give it a try Mum,” Jenny said, “let me see how sensational you look.”

“I can’t parade around like some stripper,” Ann protested.

“Why not Mum, it’s just a bit of fun,” Jenny encouraged, “l can see you looking at them, you’re remembering the fun you had, is your pussy wet Mum?”

“What!” Ann was shocked, “what sort of question is that to ask your mother.”

“Oh Mum, come on,” Jenny said, “we’re just having a bit of fun, l know my pussy is wet, l wouldn’t mind trying one on myself.”

Ann didn’t answer, she was looking at the costumes, running her fingers over the material, remembering the fun they had had, how Harry had been unable to keep his hands off her, chasing her all over the house, the way she squealed in excitement when he caught her and put her over his knee, lightly spanking her.

Jenny could see her mother’s resolve weakening. “Just one Mum,” she whispered, “just try one on and see how you feel, l won’t tell Dad, it’ll just be between us.”

“Which one?” Ann sighed.

“This one,” Jenny said, indicating the dress with the cutouts for her boobs.

“I guessed you’d pick that one,” Ann laughed, “that was your father’s favourite.”

“I bet your tits will look great in that Mum.”

“My sagging boobs you mean,” Ann replied.

“Rubbish Mum,” Jenny said, “yes your boobs have got heavier and they are bound to sag a bit, but that’s what men want these days Mum, you read it on all the porn chat sites, they all go on about big swinging tits, you’ll look sensational. Why don’t l go to my room while you get dressed, then you can come through when you’re ready.”

Ann didn’t reply but Jenny could see her reliving old memories as she handled the dress. Quietly, she slipped out of the room.

Once in her bedroom she quickly got her phone and sent a text to her father.

J : Hi Sugar Daddy, this is your sex kitten?

Harry answered almost immediately.

H : What’s going on, l could see you both in the kitchen, where are you now.

J : l managed to get her to let me get the costumes down. I hope she’s going to try one one.

H : Which one.

J : The maid outfit.

H : With her tits hanging out

J : Yes

H : Fuck, l’m coming in, l’ve got to see that.

J : You stay there, have a wank or something but don’t come in and spoil it.

H : l’m in the shed with my cock out.

J : Mmmmmm that sounds tempting, don’t waste too much spunk baby, if everything goes to plan you could be fucking both of us soon.

H : Has she said anything about us

J : Not yet but l know Julia spoke to her about it so it must be in the back of her mind. Are you hard Daddy, my pussy is creaming

H : l want to come in

J : No Daddy you stay there if you come in now you will spoil it, let me get her properly in the mood, be patient baby, think of the fun we can have when you can fuck both of us, we can get Julia and Steve over then and we can have a party

H : Don’t be too long

J : Trust me Daddy, l have to go now, l want to use my dildo and get my pussy nice and wet

H : oh Jesus.

J : Did you cum

H : Not quite, l’m trying to hold it

J : Good boy Daddy, don’t waste your spunk we’re both going to need it later, love you Daddy???

H : Witch

Jenny ended the text, taking her dildo from the drawer she laid back, opened her legs and began slowly fucking herself. With her other hand she held her phone over her, taking a selfie showing the dildo planted in her cunt, she sent it to her father. Within seconds her phone pinged a reply, one word “Whore.” She giggled.

Once Jenny had left, Ann continued to stare at the costumes. Slowly she began to undress. This was not a conscious decision on her part, it was as if her hands were acting independently of her brain. Slowly each article was removed until she was naked.

She studied the display of underwear, which colour to chose? Harry had always preferred the red, she remembered how she had giggled when he said it made her look like a whore. She didn’t think she was ready to go for that look, instead picking up the white quarter cup bra. White had been her favourite, maybe the virginal association had added to the excitement.

She put the bra on, surprised that’s it still went round her. She adjusted the straps and the position of her breasts then looked at herself in the mirror. She was surprised at the effect, yes her breasts were bigger and they had begun to sag, but the added support of the bra was making them stand out as proud as when she was in her twenties. Instinctively she brushed her hand over her nipples, feeling the thrill in her body as they reacted, hardening. She tweaked them lightly, a warm feeling flowing down through her body.

Next she ***ed the stockings, again her favourite, white fishnet. Carefully putting them on, then the matching garter belt and attaching the stockings. “Now you look like a tart,” she said to herself, standing in front of the mirror.

Next came the panties, again white, crotchless. Once on, she admired herself again, the dark triangle of pubic hair standing out against the white of the panties. She brushed her fingers through her pubic hair, remembering how she had giggled the first time he had shaved her completely. Once more she puzzled with herself why she had bothered to keep her pubic patch so we’ll trimmed when she continued to deny Harry’s advances. “Once a slut always a slut,” she decided, “now you really look like a whore.”

***ing her highest pair of heels, this time bright red, she picked up the dress, slipping it on and pulling it down over her body. It was a bit tight but not too tight. She arranged the bodice so that her breasts were exposed, then stood in front of the mirror.

He heart skipped a beat when she saw the finished effect. “Sex on legs,” she said to herself, now beginning to enjoy the feeling. The hem of her dress barely covered her bum, and at the front her stocking tops and suspenders were clearly visible, as was the very bottom of her pubic triangle.

“Are you ready Mum?” Jenny called through from her bedroom.

“I think so,” Ann replied, “although l’m sure l look ridiculous.”

“Nonsense Mum,” Jenny replied, “come on through.”

It took Ann a few seconds to gather her courage, then, with a deep breath she made her way from her bedroom and across the landing. The sight that greeted her as she entered Jenny’s bedroom was as if she had been hit between the eyes by a sledgehammer. Jenny was reclined on the bed, naked, with a dildo inserted in her vagina.

“What are you doing?” She shouted.

“Just having some fun Mum,” Jenny replied, slipping the dildo from her vagina and placing it on the bedside table. “Wow you look amazing.”

Ann didn’t know whether to respond to the compliment or to turn tail and run back to her bedroom. She made a move to turn.

“Where are you going Mum?” Jenny asked.

“I ca……l can’t be doing this Jenny,” Ann replied, “this is wrong, this is stupid, l should never have agreed.”

“Don’t be silly Mum,” Jenny said, taking hold of her mother’s arm and stopping her. “We’re not doing anything wrong, we’re just having a bit of fun….here….let me get a good look at you.”

Ann reluctantly allowed her daughter to turn her back, leading her to the centre of the room. Jenny released her then stood back to look at her.

“You look amazing Mum,” she said, “l knew you would, your figure is perfect, your boobs are sensational.” As she spoke she reached out gently caressing her mother’s breast.

“Don’t do that!” Ann said sharply, pushing her daughter’s hand away, hoping that the shock wave that had passed through her body from the touch was not visible on her face.

“I only wanted to feel the texture in comparison to mine,” Jenny said, stepping closer to her mother, she reached behind, pushing the door closed but leaving it open just a crack. “Mine are firmer,” she said, “feel them.”

“No!” Ann said, “stop that now.”

Jenny had once again placed a hand on her mother’s breast, she could see the flash of emotion in her mother’s face as her fingers gently traced over the contours. She saw the shudder in her mother’s body as her fingers made contact with her mother’s nipples.

“They are beautiful Mum,” Jenny said, stooping forward and kissing her mother’s nipple.

“Jenny no!” Ann protested, but as with Julia earlier, her protest was only an attempt to cope with the surge of heat in her lower body.

“So beautiful Mum,” Jenny said, lifting her lips from her mother’s nipple, then cupping her other breast and transferring her lips to that, sucking gently, teasing it with her teeth.

“Oh please,” Ann sighed, “this is wrong Jenny.” She placed her hands on her daughters head, intending to push her away, just as Jenny bit gently on her nipple. “Oh god!” Ann cried as instead of pushing her daughter away, she held her head firm against her breast.

Jenny, in response, allowed her hand to glide down her mother’s body, over the swell of her hips. She reached the hem of the dress, then under it onto the smooth flesh above her mother’s stockings. As she sucked hard on the breast in her mouth her hand travelled between her mother’s thighs then up to her exposed vagina.

“Oh god no….oh please no,” Ann cried as Jenny’s fingers expertly parted her labia and found her clitoris. For the second time that day, Ann’s thighs parted for the fingers of another woman, this time her daughter. “We have to stop darling,” she said weakly, making no attempt to push her daughter away.

Jenny lifted her mouth from her mother’s breast. Standing, she used her free hand to take hold of her mother’s hand, guiding it to her own breast.

“Do you like my titties Mummy?” She whispered as her mother’s hand closed over her breast. Just then, Jenny slid two fingers into her mother’s vagina. Ann opened her mouth to protest but her words were silenced as Jenny covered her mouth with her own.

Jenny’s fingers probed deep into her mother’s cunt as her tongue probed deep into her mother’s mouth. She could feel her mother’s body surrendering to her. She heard her mother moan, felt her mother’s hand grip firmly on her breast.

Ann groaned again as Jenny’s thumb located her clitoris, rolling and flicking it. She couldn’t stop herself from responding, her own hand going between her daughter’s thighs.

Jenny parted her thighs as her mother’s fingers probed her vagina. She lifted her mouth from her mother’s lips. “On the bed Mummy, l want you,” she whispered.

Ann allowed herself to be guided to the bed, lying down and allowing her daughter to kneel between her parted thighs. Jenny’s fingers returned to her mother’s vagina, Ann groaning deeply as they slid back inside.

“I know what you did with Julia Mummy,” Jenny said, “now l want you to know how it feels when another woman makes love to you.”

Ann thought her brain would burst, she knew this was her last chance to stop this foolishness, she knew she should be pushing her daughter away. She saw her daughter’s head lowering, her mouth heading for her vagina. Suddenly she remembered how she had felt when Harry had done it to her, the heights of passion that he used to take her to. Without thinking, she drew up her knees just as Harry had taught her to do, parting her thighs wide, gasping loudly as her daughter’s lips made contact with her labia.

Jenny looked up at her mother for a moment. “We will have to get rid of this fuzz,” she smiled, “no-one wants a mouth full of hair when they’re going down on a pussy.” With that she lowered her head once more. Using both thumbs, she parted her mother’s labia, exposing the treasure beneath. She saw the juices glistening, her tongue travelled the length of her mother’s vagina until it located her clitoris. She heard her mother gasp as her lips closed on her little button, sucking it hard, flicking it with her tongue. She heard her mother cry out, felt her mother raising her hips, offering herself.

All the memories came flooding back to Ann, memories of how Harry had used his fingers and mouth to torment her, to drive her to a state where she thought she would pass out. Those same feelings were happening again but this time it wasn’t her husband taking her to paradise, it was her daughter. All negative thoughts had left her, all she wanted now was more of what her beautiful daughter was doing to her. Her hands went to her own breasts, squeezing and pinching her own nipples.

Ann felt Jenny’s teeth biting gently on her clitoris, she cried out as a flow of hot juices travelled down her body. Her hands moved to her daughter’s head, her fingers weaving into her hair as she pressed her daughter’s mouth hard against her cunt.

Suddenly she felt Jenny’s fingers invading her cunt, driving in deep then curling to find the spot behind her clitoris. “Oh my god!” She screamed as Jenny pumped her fingers hard, Ann’s body convulsing in orgasm as a spray of fluid squirted from her vagina into her daughter’s eager mouth.

Jenny pumped hard, not allowing her mother to slip from that peak of passion, she heard her mother crying out, begging for more as her precious cunt juice squirted into her mouth.

Ann couldn’t take any more, her back collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion as Jenny’s fingers calmed inside her. She looked up to see her daughter’s smiling face looking down at her, she could see her own juices covering Jenny’s face.

“I love you Mummy,” Jenny said.

“Oh l love you baby,” Ann replied.

Slowly Jenny rose from the bed, she smiled as she heard her mother’s groan of disappointment at her daughter leaving her. Jenny could see movement in the shadows of the landing through the crack in the door.

Harry had crept silently into the house, climbing the stairs and getting to his daughter’s bedroom door just as Jenny was leading her mother to the bed. He had to stifle his own gasp as he saw how Ann was dressed, she looked sensational, her tits on display were amazing. He had a great view of her cunt as she lay on the bed with her thighs parted.

Silently he had stripped naked on the landing, never taking his eyes off the scene in the bedroom, his own erection throbbing wildly as he watched Ann responding to Jenny’s mouth and fingers. He had to fight to keep his own hands away from his cock, he knew how close he was to orgasm as he watched the two women in his life making love.

Jenny had changed position, her bottom, now raised, was directly in view, her thighs parted slightly her labia puffing out with her own passion. He was tempted to step in behind her a slide his cock into her but he fought to resist, he knew he had to wait, had to trust his daughter to take Ann to the heights of orgasm before he made a move.

He heard Ann cry out, he could just see the spray of her juices as she came. He had to grip his own cock, squeezing it hard to stop wasting his spunk on the landing floor. He saw Jenny rising from the bed, she walked over to the door, opening it.

“She’s ready for you Daddy,” Jenny said, a victorious smile on her juice covered face

Ann saw Harry approaching the bed, her body was still heaving from the power of her orgasm. She realised she must look like some cheap whore, dressed in this ridiculous costume, her tits on show, her legs spread wide. She looked at her husband standing above her, his cock standing fully erect.

“You’re beautiful Annie,” he said, “l love you so much.”

Harry knelt on the bed between his wife’s open thighs. She made no move to resist him as he lifted her legs, resting them on his shoulders.

Ann felt the tip of his penis against her labia. “Are you ashamed of me?” She asked, tears welling in her eyes.

“I have never loved you more than l do now,” he replied as he slowly lowered himself into her until her was fully inside her.

Ann looked up at his face as she felt his cock enter her, felt their bodies come together. “I love you,” she said as she tightened her muscles, trying to hold him tight inside her. She was immediately rewarded with a flood of heat as he unloaded his cum deep inside her. She gave a shudder as another gentler orgasm flowed down through her.

They stayed locked together as he pumped jet after jet of his spunk into her.

“God you’re filling me,” she giggled nervously, the vibrations from her body only serving to stimulate him into pumping more into her. Jenny’s face appeared above her as her daughter knelt on the bed.

“You two look so beautiful together a Mummy,” She said, lowering her face to kiss her mother full on her lips.

Ann looked uncertainly up at her husband as Jenny moved back.

Harry read the doubt and uncertainty on her face. “It was the most beautiful sight any man could wish to see,” he said, “don’t have regrets or doubts, l love you both.”

“Thank you Daddy,” Jenny said, turning to her father, kissing him full on his lips, their tongues entwining in a passionate kiss while his cock was still buried deep in his wife’s cunt.

Ann looked at the scene, she knew she should be disgusted by the evidence that her husband and daughter were involved in a sexual relationship, but who was she to judge after what had just happened. Also, why was her body reacting to the sight of them both kissing, Harry caressing Jenny’s breast while his cock was still buried in her cunt.

Harry and Jenny broke off their kiss, Jenny looking down at her mother, she could read the uncertainty on her face. Harry rose off Ann, turning and settling beside her, he put his arm round her, drawing her to rest her head on his chest.

As Ann looked down she saw that Jenny had laid on the other side of her father, resting her head lower down, his cock in her mouth as she sucked and licked the residue of their passion.

“How long?” Ann asked.

It was obvious to what she was referring. “Just this last couple of days,” Harry replied.

“Don’t blame him Mum,” Jenny lifted her head from his cock, “l made it impossible for him, he was so frustrated with you not being interested, l was like a bitch on heat, it wasn’t his fault Mum, we didn’t do it to hurt you, it’s been a bad time for all of us.”

“What are you going to do?” Harry asked, “are you going to report me?”

Ann was silent for a few moments. “What can l do?” She said finally, “l can hardly claim the moral high ground, look at us, look at me, dressed like a tart, l’ve just had sex with my daughter.”

“But you enjoyed it Mum,” Jenny interrupted.

“That’s not the point Jenny,” Ann continued, “l should never have got into that situation, l knew this morning, after what happened with Julia that nothing good would come of it, l was weak, l should have handled it all better.”

“I know it’s all been a shock for you Mum,” Jenny said, kneeling up on her haunches, “we’re all adults Mum, no-one is being forced, we’re just having fun, if you want Dad and me to stop, okay, if you don’t want to do it with me again, okay, but don’t take it out on Dad.”

“I’m not blameless in this sweetheart,” Harry said, “l knew what l was doing and if you want to do something about it l won’t argue, neither will l say anything about what you and Jenny did. I love you Annie, l’ve always loved you, whatever you decide you have my support.”

“This is just so totally surreal,” Ann said, “we’re all three in bed, you two naked and me dressed like a tart with my tits hanging out.”

“Gorgeous tits too,” Jenny smiled, shuffling up the bed and leaning over her father to kiss her mother’s nipples. She noticed that her mother made no attempt to stop her or push her away.

“This is so wrong,” Ann said, “l know we’re adults but you’re still our daughter.”

“But who’s to know Mum,” Jenny said, “we can have fun together, no-one else needs to know.”

“What about Julia?” Ann asked, “it appears that you tell her everything.”

“Julia isn’t going to say anything Mum, she likes my pussy too much,” Jenny laughed, “and as for Steve, he’s been wanting to get inside your panties for years.”

“So now you’re saying l have to have sex with Julia and Steve as well?”

“Why not Mum,” Jenny smiled, “it will be fun, don’t tell me you didn’t contemplate it years ago, Julia said you couldn’t wait to get your tits out on that holiday, you wanted to see if you could get a reaction from Steve.”

“That’s not fair,” Ann said, “we were young and foolish then.”

“You mean you fancied the idea of Steve fucking you?” Harry said, winking at Jenny.

“No, not like that,” Jenny protested, “it just seemed very daring taking my top off in front of him, it was just a bit of fun.”

“Exactly Mum,” Jenny said, “a bit of fun, just like this is, it’s not going to change how much you and Dad love each other, it’s just a chance to let your hair down and enjoy yourselves without any emotional hang ups, just because Daddy fucks me doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you, everyone needs a bit of variety, it will be totally different for you being fucked by Steve, just like Daddy will find fucking Julia different.”

“God we sound like a right group of deviants,” Ann smiled.

“A group of horny deviants if you ask me,” Jenny said, indicating that Harry’s cock was back to full erection again. “What do you want to do Mum, toss a coin to see who gets the next one?”

Jenny laughed out loud, seeing the embarrassment on her mother’s face.

“Don’t worry Mum,” she said, “you can have this one, that last one wasn’t a proper fuck, and l had him this morning while you were getting your pussy diddled by Julia.”

“Pack it in Jenny,” Harry laughed, “your Mum’s embarrassed enough as it is, why don’t you give us a bit of space.”

“No chance Daddy dearest,” Jenny giggled, “if Mummy’s going to get a good fucking l want to watch.”

“What do you think?” Harry turned to Ann.

“I suppose it’s something l’m going to have to get used to,” Ann replied, “let me get out of these clothes.”

“Keep them on Mummy,” Jenny said, “you look so fantastic, you look like you were born to be fucked.”

“Really Jenny, your language,” Ann said, sounding shocked but trying to hide the excitement inside hearing her own daughter referring to her in that manner. All of a sudden she felt sexier than she had felt since Jenny had been born. She turned to her husband. “Which one of us do you want ?” She said, amazing herself that she would ever make that statement.

“No contest,” he replied, rolling over on top of her.

Ann wrapped her legs around his waist as his cock slipped inside her. He lowered himself, taking her balls deep.

“Mmmm,” she sighed, “that feels good, it’s been too long.”

“Well we’ll jus have to do it more often to make up for the years,” he replied as he began a slow rhythmic motion.

“You two lovebirds make me sick,” Jenny laughed, “l’m going to get a drink, don’t take all evening Daddy, l want to lick the cum out of her pussy when you’ve finished.”

“God she is so crude,” Ann giggled as Jenny left the room.

“Forget about her for a while,” Harry said, “let me show you how much l love you.”

Lockdown with Daddy – 4

Dec 29 2020

Scratch that Itch. Gay Stories 0 (0)

Introduction:

He caught me masturbating – but it turned out OK.

Summer vacation after my first year at UCLA, my folks were busy travelling round the country on an extended college visiting trip with my sister. They were going to be gone four weeks and had leased the house through a rental agency to make a little money. I was pissed about it, because I’d been planning to make the house party-central for a month but, instead, I would have to stay with some family friends, George and Linda.

Linda traveled quite a bit and George worked from home so we had the house to ourselves all day and night except at weekends.

He was good company and fun and I was glad when we were alone together. He did have work to do, so I tried to stay out of his way as much as possible hanging out in the room they’d given me watching videos and reading.

We didn’t have the internet at our house back then. (hard to remember those days.) But George and Linda did and I discovered the seemingly unlimited access to porn. So I was doing quite a lot of masturbating too.

At that age I seemed to have a never-ending need to jerk off. Everything got me hot, it seemed. I jerked off to all sorts of stuff. There had even been some gay videos. I was still a virgin back then with hardly any experience, so it all excited me, but some of the vids had inspired me to try tickling my ass while I stroked, and I found that I really liked the sensation.

One afternoon I was up there on my bed having a wank and George walked in without knocking.

I was lying there naked with some bi-sexual picture on the my laptop, beside me. I’d closed my eyes and was imagining what George’s cock might look like.

He had a stocky build and looked strong. I wondered if he had a nice cock. I imagined sneaking into their bedroom and watching him fucking Linda. Imagined his cock in her cunt. It was a wild fantasy.

I was miles away in my head and didn’t hear him enter. But I sensed a presence and looked up.

I was so embarrassed. I’d been lying naked with my legs apart stroking my cock and fingering my asshole. George had been watching. I jumped off the bed and down to the side away from him saying ‘sorry, sorry, sorry’. I felt my face getting hot with my shame.

George told me it was OK and apologized for barging in. He said he should have known better that to burst in on a young boy with time on his hands and laughed.

That made me feel better, but I was still hiding myself down by the side of the bed and wishing he’d go away.

But he didn’t.

He started asking me about what I was doing, how long I’d been at it, did I like it? Stuff like that.

I answered the questions even though they were very personal.

George saw what I had left on my screen and asked if I was gay.

“No, I don’t think so.” I told him.

“But that excites you?”

“Well, I guess so. It’s different.”

Somehow he made me feel more comfortable about the situation. He was so nonchalant about it.

He told me about a time when he’d been caught jerking off when he was a lad.

How an older man had caught him in the woods and it had ended up with them giving each other hand-jobs. George said ‘and some other stuff’ but didn’t go into details.

That was pretty exciting. I had only just been thinking about wanking off another cock and, as he told me the story, I felt mine, which had lost its erection when I bolted off the bed, start to harden again.

My hand dropped down to my lap as I sat there on my haunches listening to George tell his tale.

When he got to ‘and some other stuff’ he stopped talking and came round to my side of the bed and reached a hand down.

“Come on Paulie, if you’re still going to do it, at least be comfortable.”

I reluctantly took his hand and he hauled me to my feet.

George kept hold of my hand and looked me up and down. My cock was stiff and I made a feeble attempt to cover it up but it was impossible. Anyway, when I tried it, George told me not to; he said he wanted to see.

He turned me around and told me I had a sexy bottom. Bent me over slightly and ran his hand lightly over the curve of it. Then he turned me back to face him. He still held my hand in his.

I hung my head down so as not to look at him looking at me but then his other hand came into my view and he took my erect penis into his hand.

“So much nicer when someone else does it for you, right Paulie?”

I didn’t know, to be honest. I’d never even had a girlfriend do it for me at that point.

But it DID feel nice to have someone else jacking my cock. I mumbled something that was a reluctant agreement.

“Lay down” he told me, so I lay on the bed and he knelt between my legs, pushing them wide.

I looked down the length of my naked body and watched as he wanked me off.

He was looking up at me while he stroked my cock. And he kept up a running commentary.

“You like this, Paulie?”

“Nice to have your cock stroked, isn’t it?”

“You have a sexy cock. I like it.”

“Do you like it fast or slow?”

He varied the pace that he was rubbing up and down my shaft.

It all felt great and I told him so.

I laid back and closed my eyes. I wasn’t going to last long.

“Cumming!” I cried out and George aimed my cock so that my cum spurted out up my hairless chest. I felt it landing on my skin as he pumped me dry.

“Mmmm so much cum, Paulie!”

I moaned a bit.

With my eyes closed, I sensed him moving up on the bed so he was laying along side me.

Then I felt his fingers running up my belly and chest.

“Did you ever taste it, Paulie?”

“What?”

“Taste your cum?”

I was surprised by the question. “No I never did that.”

He moved his fingertips up my body then I felt them against my lips.

“Try it…”

His fingertips gently moved along my closed mouth, coating my lips with the cum he’d collected. I kept my mouth closed though.

“Go on, Paulie… you might like it. It’s OK. Just lick your lips… lick my fingers…”

I parted my lips slightly and traced my tongue along them. Brought my own cum back into my mouth and allowed my taste buds to analyse the flavor.

It was different. Nothing like I’d ever tasted.

It was weird to be tasting my cum.

But just a little smear on my lips didn’t tell me enough…

I opened my mouth and my tongue found George’s fingers. I was going to lick them but George pushed two fingers into my mouth and said I should suck.

I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked. Sucked the cum off them.

By then I was getting really turned on again. There was something about sucking his fingers…

And George was getting turned on as well. He was moaning quietly and making lots of encouraging noises next to me with his fingers in my mouth.

I rolled over onto my side towards him, still sucking his fingers and reached down and felt his hand rubbing himself.

We were looking into each other’s eyes now. My hand was on top of his as he rubbed himself until he moved it away. Then I felt it on top of mine, directing how I should stoke him.

He moved my hand up to his belt and I got the message.

Still sucking his fingers, I started to work on undoing his trousers. Drawing the belt through the loops and through the buckle… finally getting it loose.

I undid the button and pulled down his fly.

Slipping my hand behind the waistband of his boxers… it was awkward and he wanted to help. It was getting urgent for him.

He whispered to me…

“Should I get naked too, Paulie?”

I nodded, still sucking… sucking as he pulled his fingers out of my mouth and quickly stood and stripped off.

I lay there watching. Watching as he exposed his big dick. Smooth and hairless. I had never thought about shaving the little hair I had round my cock and balls, but seeing his completely shaved was amazing. His cock was pretty big anyway, but without any curls around it it looked even bigger.

George quickly lay back down next to me and my hand searched for his cock immediately.

We were face-to-face again but I wanted to take the same position that he had used on me. So I scooted down the bed and knelt between his legs, looking up at him.

I took his cock in both hands and started stroking up and down.

I felt so good. Big and stiff.

“Can I suck it?”

“You want to?”

I didn’t say anything, just lowered my head and took the head of his big cock into my mouth.

Felt his hands reaching down and holding my head there as he began gently rocking his hips upwards.

“Sweet lips. Sweet cock-sucking mouth, Paulie.”

I took him deeper into my mouth.

“Yes baby, suck me like that.”

He moved his hips up to meet my bobbing head.

“Take my cock, sexy boy”

I sucked and licked and my fist round his shaft moved up and down and he gently held my head and moved his hips up and down in time with me. It was so erotic for me. I’d never considered how nice it might feel. Maybe not to everyone, but I was discovering that I really enjoyed sucking cock.

I felt him tense and could tell he was going to cum. I didn’t know what to do but wasn’t sure that I wanted it straight into my mouth.

I pulled off him but kept my open mouth just above the head of his cock and stroked up and down faster and faster.

When he came his whole body went rigid and his hips lifted off the bed.

His cum spurted out of his cock onto my face and lips and some into my open mouth and it dribbled down over my knuckles gripping and stroking his hard shaft and down onto his hairless balls.

I swallowed what had gone into my mouth. Enjoying the taste of his cum now. Enjoying it so much I wanted more. I took his cock back into my mouth and licked along the entire length, Licking off his cum and swallowing. Then I went down and licked it off his smooth balls.

Finally I sat back up on my heels and we stared at each other as I licked the cum off my hand. Putting one finger at a time into my mouth and drawing it back out.

“You fucking tease!”

I smiled up at him.

“You fucking Siren!”

I was turning him on with how I was sucking my fingers. I don’t know what had come over me, but I was getting excited.

And so was George.

His cock had started to soften after his orgasm but now it was hard again, lifting away from his body as he lay there.

He reached for my wrist and pulled onto him. I was lying on top and my little stiff cock was rubbing against his big one.

When I was completely lying on him our faces were close. He brushed his lips all over my face, licking up the cum that he had shot onto me. Then I felt his hand reach up around my back… take the nape of my neck gently in his palm and he pressed my lips down onto his.

Kissing me. George was kissing me.

I’d never had a girlfriend take such a forceful lead and now I was being kissed by this older man and it felt great.

I opened my lips and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Holding me tight and locking his lips hard against mine and his other hand came up and I felt it on the small of my back pulling me down onto his so our hard cocks rubbed tightly together.

His hand moved down and I felt him caressing my buttocks.

Kneading them, squeezing my cheeks. It felt great and he kept on for several minutes. French kissing me as I was grinding my cock against his, enjoying the massage my ass was getting.

Then he started to slowly move his fingers between my cheeks and I felt his seeking out my virgin hole.

As his fingertip brushed lightly over my anus, a thrill ran through my body.

That felt amazing. Better than when I did it to myself. I wanted more.

I broke from his lips and lifted myself onto my forearms. Looking down into his eyes.

“Oh that feels nice. Tickle me there. Touch me there.”

“I figured you would like this.”

His fingertip rested against my asshole and I puckered it and pressed out a little and it was like my whole being was trying to get him to push into me.

“Will you put it in?” I asked

“Do you want it?”

“Yes I want to feel it.”

I spread my legs so that they were either side of his beefy thighs, George reached a hand over to the bedside table drawer and managed to extricate a small bottle.

“This will make it feel better.” he said and flipped up the cap. He reached behind me and I felt cool liquid hitting my crack and seeping down between my cheeks.

He dropped the bottle next to us on the bed and then his fingers went back to my ass, curled round into the crack and started rubbing the lubrication onto my skin.

He made sure the tight opening to my ass was well covered as well as his finger and then I felt him position it onto my hole.

“Ready?”

I was so excited. Saying things I couldn’t imagine saying…

“Oh yes! Put your finger into my ass!”

The tip of his finger entered me. It felt massive and my muscles tried to push it back out. The reality wasn’t living up to what I’d imagined just seconds before.

“Ow!”

“Sorry!” George moved it out and just held my ass-cheek in his palm. His fingers were still curled round and down between the cheeks and a fingertip was gently gently stroking against my hole again.

And it started in me again. I wanted it. I wanted to feel penetrated. That tickle needed to be scratched.

“Can you try again, George?”

“Are you sure?”

“No, but I want to try.”

“How about I just put my finger there and you move back onto it?”

“Yeah, let’s try that”

His fingertip was at my hole again and now I began moving backwards towards it. My cock sliding against his shaft as I slowly moved my body down his.

He kept his finger in the same position and I was able to scootch back against it. I moved back more and felt it entering me. Now I was controlling how far and how fast it went in I was able to enjoy the feeling. And it did feel good. George’s finger in my ass was exposing my senses to a whole new dimension of pleasure.

“Like it, sweet boy?”

“Oh man…”

I rocked back against his hand. His finger went deeper into my ass.

Now I was comfortable I asked him to move his hand and finger me. My legs were spread and his finger started a rhythmic motion going in and out of me.

I grabbed George’s shoulders and pulled myself up along his body so that his cock slid down and was no longer trapped under me.

“Will you fuck me, George?” I asked quietly.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes. I want to feel your cock going into my bum.”

George withdrew his finger from my ass and grabbed the lube on the bed next to us.

He handed it to me.

“Put plenty on my cock, lover boy, and push some more up your ass.”

I did as I was told. His big cock was so hard. I sat up and moved down so that I was straddling his legs and I covered that fantastic dick with slippery lotion. Going up and down the shaft over and over. It felt so good in my hand I almost just wanted to wank him off again, but that tickle in my ass… I wanted to feel him fuck me.

I reached back behind myself and liberally lubed my ass. Pushing my own finger into myself. Then, thinking it might be a good idea, I went in with two fingers and finally three.

“I’m fingering my ass, George. Three fingers in my ass. Going in and out.”

I was getting into the verbal side of it, the way he did.

“Feels good in my ass, but I want your cock.”

“Do you want me, George? Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes, yes oh god yes.”

He made a suggestion:

“Climb up onto me sexy boy and then you can control how much of my cock goes into you.”

But I wanted him to fuck me, not to be riding him.

I lay myself down on my tummy and grabbed a couple of pillows and put them under me so my ass would be lifted.

“Fuck me like this George. Fuck me from behind.”

“Oh yes, what a treat. Your sexy ass. I want to fuck that sweet boy ass.”

He got up behind me, fondling, kneading squeezing, massaging the cheeks of my ass. And he knelt lower and stuck his tongue into me. I felt the cool wetness and the stiff tongue and it drove my desire to another new level.

“I want something inside! I want your cock! Fuck me. Fuck me now”

I reached back and he raised up and shuffled forwards between my spread legs.

I grasped his cock. Positioned it so I felt the head touching my sphincter, then took my hand away.

“Put it in, Put it into me and fuck me.”

He was so worked up by then he had trouble taking his time, but he was a gentle lover and I felt him slip into my eager bunghole slowly and steadily. When he sensed I was uncomfortable he stopped and withdrew.

“No don’t take it out. I want it.” I told him.

He pushed back into me and finally I knew his entire length was buried in my ass.

“Oh George. So good. It feels so good with your cock in it.”

He lowered himself down onto me and began driving his hips. I felt him going deeper and deeper into my ass and his hot breath was on my neck.

He began hitting something inside me that made me cum. I was cumming from being fucked.

“I’m cumming George. You’re fucking the cum out of me”

It was more intense than any orgasm I’d ever had. Feeling his fat shaft stretching my ass in and out as the cum shot out of my own cock onto the pillow below me.

He kept his angle and pace and the cum kept flowing out of me. It must have lasted nearly a minute. And then I felt him going faster.

His arms snaked round under me and he held me so tight I could hardly breathe.

Faster and faster, harder and deeper, his cock went in and out and in and out until he gasped into my ear…

“…going to… cum.”

“Mmmm do it. Fill my bum.”

I lifted myself in time with his thrusts. Taking his cock into my smooth young bottom. Bucking up to meet him.

And then his body tensed like it had before and he came inside me. Squirted his cum up my ass over and over until he was spent.

George collapsed down onto me with his cock still buried.

I lay below him, feeling the wetness of my cum spread on the pillow, and then the wetness of his cum as it began seeping out of my ass and trickling over my balls. Feeling A-OK with everything.

George recovered and got up onto his knees behind me. I regretfully felt his penis withdraw from my derriere.

“I liked it George.” I said, quietly, without looking at him.

He told me he had too.

I had guessed that this was something he did quite a bit, but he admitted that since that time with the old guy when he was a boy this was the first time he’d ever done anything like what we’d just enjoyed.

“But I got so turned on the moment I walked in and saw you naked and hard. I knew I wanted you.”

“Do you want to do it again?”

“Do you?” he asked.

“Oh yes. It felt so good. I liked giving myself up to you.”

“Well we will definitely have to repeat that if you liked it, but not this second. I need to recover.”

Which was fine. I wanted a shower. I was kind of sore then, too.

But we did do it again.

And again and again, while I was staying at his house.

From that first time until I left their home, whenever his wife was out I would walk around the place naked.

When Linda was away on a trip I would take her place in their bed. Sleeping with George. Held in his strong arms. Our naked bodies entwined. It felt especially erotic to be fucked there.

Other times, I would stroke my cock for him to watch. When he was working I might creep into his office and shake my bare ass, teasing him until he stopped what he was doing and gave me more of his lovely cock.

He fucked me in every room of their house, from behind, missionary, lifted up in his manly arms… one evening while he was on the phone to Linda I took out his cock and sucked him off.

By then I was happy for him to cum in my mouth and I swallowed his load while he talked to his wife.

He sucked my dick, too, and wanked me off but the best was when he made me cum by fucking me.

He took pictures of me masturbating and some of my ass with his cock in it. I know that he uses them for his own self-pleasure now that I am back home. Our torrid affair has come to an end but I still find excuses to drop by when I know Linda is away.

George is always keen to enjoy my tight little ass. And I’m always eager to feel that lovely hard cock stretching me out and scratching my little itch.

Dec 28 2020

My White Boy Sissy 0 (0)

Introduction:

This is part 1 of an ongoing series. It’s just an intro with only a blow job scene. In future chapters there will be more including forced feminization, anal, humiliation and much much more. Hope you enjoy my story. All characters involved in sex are 18 or older. This is from the perspective of a black teenager as he turns a sissy nerd into his bitch.

Daniel Martin…

That kid is picked on more than most people in this school. Mostly because he’s small, meek, and looks more like a girl than most of the girls in this school. I wouldn’t say he’s skinny because he’s got the widest hips I’ve ever seen, but his upper body is the stereotypical nerd torso.

His ass though… Damn, he’s got an ass most girls would be jealous of. Most of the time I can’t stop thinking of what it would feel like to have my big black dick 9 inches deep in that ass. Or his pink luscious lips wrapped around it.

Unfortunately, being the starting wide receiver for Santa Barbara, I’ve got a certain rep to uphold. And it wouldn’t look good if I was seen banging a band sissy. Especially a geek like Daniel who’s the target of many bullies. Everyone takes a shot at that kid.

But still… it’s very tempting. What I would do to get him under me, taking my dick like a good little faggot.

Sitting in math class is a rather bore. Fortunately, Daniel’s in my class. Today he’s wearing those skin-tight jeans and an Aratheon t-shirt that clings to his skin.

The worst or best part of school is I’m stuck with this eye candy all day long. He’s in every single one of my classes. The kid’s smart, there’s no doubt about that. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the typical stupid ass jock. My parents made sure of it. My dad is a successful entrepreneur. He demands excellence from me, both on the field and in the classroom.

As we pile out of class after the bell rings, I trail that sissy to our next class. A few people give me high fives and tell me what a great game I had last Friday. Some of my teammates hit me up, but I keep my eyes on that fat ass of his.

“Move it, fucking faggot,” Brett Marshall says as he wacks Daniels books out of his hands, scattering all over the hall. Brett’s a punk, but he’s my teammate. Great linebacker and starting power forward on the basketball team. We’re not friends by any means, just teammates.

“You don’t have to be an ass, Brett,” I say as I kneel down to help the guy out. He looks up at me with those sky blue eyes. I can see he’s on the verge of crying and all I can think about is how hot it’d be to shove my dick down his throat.

I just want to grab his messy brown hair and fuck his face.

“Why are you being nice to me?” he asks.

“Not all jocks are assholes,” I tell him as I hand him his books. “Why do you haul all these books around?”

“My locker is on the other side of the school,” he says, brushing his hair out of his face and adjusting his glasses.

“That sucks,” I say, while I get a good glimpse of that ass as he bends over and grabs the last of his books. I just want to yank his pants down, spread them cheeks and drill that ass until I deposit a big load of semen in it. “By the way, I noticed we’re in the same math class.”

“We’re in all the same classes,” he says as we continue on to our Gov class.

“Right… You know, I could use a study buddy like you,” I admit. Not that I need someone to help me with math. Math comes easily to me. I just want an excuse to get him over to my house… Alone.

“Like me? You mean, you want someone who’ll do your homework for you?” he asks.

“Do I look like I need someone to do my homework? I’m not the stupid jock you might think I am,” I tell him. “I just want someone who takes their class work as serious as I do.”

His face turns bright red as he tears his eyes away from mine. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to assume.”

“It’s all good, I’m just messin with ya. So what do ya say? Study buddy?” I ask. His eyes go wide as he looks back up at me.

“Uh… sure! Okay, yeah!”

“Great! Why don’t you come over to my house after practice and we’ll finish up the math homework and study for the upcoming test,” I suggest.

“Yeah… except, I don’t have a car…” he says.

“No problem… If you want, you can wait up here and I’ll give you ride after practice,” I tell him. “Hell, you can even watch us practice if you want.”

“Really!?” he asks. “What about Brett?”

“Don’t worry about Brett,” I tell him. “I’ll make sure no one picks on you.”

“Really?” He looks up at me with those eyes… Eyes as blue as the ocean. His face just has that natural innocence about it. It makes my dick hard.

“Yeah… stick with me and no one will touch you.” Nobody but me.

As we make our way out to the practice field I see Daniel off in the corner with his books. I can’t believe he came. He’s a gazelle in the lion’s den. He looks up at us as we start stretching. “Oh my god, wow… What’s that faggot sitting on our field for?” Brett asks.

“Hey, leave him alone, he’s my little faggot,” I tell Brett.

“What!? Did you jump to the other side?” he asks.

“What if I did? I mean, you can’t tell me you wouldn’t what that sissy’s lips wrapped around your cock? I bet he’s got the tightest asshole ever.”

“Wow, you are a fag!”

“If getting your dick sucked is gay then I’m a total fag.”

“He’s kinda got a point,” Adam says. “Ain’t nothing gay about getting your dick suck. Besides, nerdboy over there looks more like a girl than half the sluts you’ve slept with, Brett.”

“Whatever…”

Coach blows the whistle and we get practice started.

After doing some sprints and drills, we ran some plays. Out of the 8 passes that were thrown to me, I didn’t drop a single one.

When practice finally ended, I was quick to tear my pads off and leave. I find Daniel waiting for me outside. Fuck, if he grew hair out a little longer, I wouldn’t be able to tell if he was a guy. Especially with that ass. Perfect bubble butt. And his lips, definitely dick sucking lips. I’m going to be having this sissy sucking my big black cock by the end of the night…

Gear in one hand, I sling my other arm around his shoulder. “Let’s head over to my house.”

Leading him over to my convertible Audi, I toss my shit in the back and hop in the driver’s seat. He meagerly climbs in and we’re off.

It doesn’t take long before we roll up at my house. His eyes light up as we pull in the drive. I don’t think he’s ever seen a house this big. “This is where you live?” he asks.

“Yeah, where did you think I lived, some fucking ghetto? Just because I’m black doesn’t mean I’m poor.”

He tenses up.

“Relax, I’m just fucking with ya.”

We get out and head in. I put my hand on the small of his back and lead him through the large glass door.

I toss my shit down and lead him up the giant white staircase to my room. Once in my bedroom, I gesture him to sit down on the bed and start tearing off my clothes. “I’m going to take a quick shower and wash the stink off if that’s alright with you.”

As soon as I pull my trunks down, his eyes go straight to my flaccid 8-inch cock. “Uhh… Yeah… sure.”

“You act like you’ve never seen a dick before.”

Immediately his face burns bright red as he looks up at me. “I… I…”

“Want to touch it?”

His eyes go wide. “What!?”

“Do you want to touch it,” I make sure to emphasize every word.

“I… uh… I’m not gay.”

“I highly doubt that. Come on, no straight boy would stare at a cock like that.”

The way he bites down on his bottom lip makes my dick twitch. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I just want to dominate this little sissy white boy and make him my bitch.

I start stroking my cock as I slowly walk up to him. My dick is literally only a couple of inches from his feminine face. He can’t take those baby blue eyes off it. Slowly, I run my fingers through his soft brown hair, grabbing a handful and pulling him closer to my cock.

His luscious lips touch my the tip of my dick. His reluctance shatters as he parts his them, letting the head of my cock slip in.

His eyes look into mine as I pull his head down on my cock, shoving more of it into his mouth. He gags as my dick reaches the entrance to his throat. Both of my hands have fists full of his hair and I start feeding him my cock, using his mouth as a pocket pussy.

His dainty little hands run up my thighs my cock pushes against his throat once more. Tears well down his eyes as he spits and coughs on my dick. He tries to push off, but I held him there. “Swallow it, baby.”

Those baby blue eyes close shut. My dick plunges down his throat as he opens up, swallowing it whole. His nose bumps into my pubes as I hilt my dick balls deep inside his mouth. I can see his neck bulge out as my dick clogs his throat. He’s going to make one sexy ass sissy when I’m done with him.

I let go of him and my dick pops off his mouth as he coughs and gags. “Take your clothes off.”

He looks up at me all wide-eyed like a doe in the headlights. “Wait… what?”

“You heard me, I want you to take your clothes off.”

“But…”

“No buts, I want to see that beautiful body of yours.” I pull him off the bed and take my seat on it, all the while stroking my big fat dick. “Don’t be shy, let me see all of you.”

He stands their lost for words. I guess I’m going to have to give him a hand. The poor kid’s probably frozen with fear. So many kids body shame the poor boy for having such a girlish figure, he’s probably ashamed of it.

I pull him closer as my fingers find the bottom of his shirt. I slowly pull it up and over his head. His skin is pretty flawless. Not chubby, but not too skinny either. He’s got a flat stomach and chest. My fingers rub up against his nipple and slowly make their way down his stomach, such soft skin. I unsnap his pants and slowly drag them down. No way! He’s got on Aratheon underwear. They hug his fat ass perfectly. Almost like panties.

This white boy was made to be fucked.

He holds onto my shoulders as I lift one leg after the other and drag his pants off. I see the tiny bulge in his underwear, rubbing my hands over it, his little pecker is as hard as a rock. I give him the turn around sign with my fingers and he hesitantly shows that ass to me.

Sinking my fingers beneath the hem of his underwear, inch by inch, I pull them down revealing the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen. Not a single hair below his head.

I give his ass a hard slap, making him groan out. He looks back at me. “Why are you doing this?”

I pull him down in my lap. “Because I want to make you my bitch. Here’s the deal, Daniel… You become my little sissy slut and no one… not even Brett will ever bully you.”

“Wha… What’s that entail?”

“Obviously that means not only are you going to be my personal cock sucker, but I’m going to fuck that tight ass of yours whenever I want.”

His eyes go wide. “I don’t know… Won’t that hurt?”

“For the first time, yeah, it’ll hurt. But I promise, once that ass gets stretched out, you’re gonna love it. You’ll crave by big black dick.”

My hand slides down his back causing him to tense up. I grab his ass as my fingers zip down the crack of his butt finding his tight little rosebud.

“How badly do you want to be popular?” I ask him. “I can make that happen. As long as you submit this ass of yours to me and become my bitch.”

Before he can even say anything, I grab his hair and pull him in for a kiss. My tongue batters it’s way into his mouth as my finger sinks into his tight asshole. He squirms as my digit sinks to the first knuckle.

“Now, if you want my protection from Bret, get on your knees and start sucking my dick.”

He bites his lower lip as he looks into my eyes with those baby blue orbs. As the last bit of his resistance diminishes, he sinks to his knees and slips my cock between his lips. “That’s it, bitch. Suck my big black dick.”

I grab a handful of hair and start bobbing his head up and down on my cock. “Urrghh, fuck… Wrap those dick sucking lips tightly around my cock and suck.”

His cheeks collapse as he inhales my dick like a popsicle. “That’s it, now swirl the tongue around the tip of it.”

He obeys, giving the head of my cock a girl swirly. “You’re a natural cock sucker, you know that?”

Those eyes as blue as the sky look up at me as his cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink. “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s a compliment.”

I slam his head all the way down, popping my dick inside his throat. His nose once again meets my pubes. He coughs and starts choking on my dick. I pull his head up off my dick. As my cock falls from his lips, he coughs and gags up spit. With my other hand, I grab my cock and start smacking those beautiful lips. Then I plunge my cock back between his lips.

With one swift move, I flip him on his back, resting his head on the bed as I stand over him, sinking my cock down his throat. I start fucking his face hard. My balls slap his chin as my cock slams down his throat. Tears fall from his eyes as I continue to hump his face. The sound of him gurgling on chock on my dick fill the room.

I slide my hand through his hair and grip a handful as I use his mouth as a fuckhole. He just takes it. To be honest, degrading him like a whore isn’t what I truly want, but I can’t help myself. Whenever I’m around this beautiful girly boy, I lose control. Primal instincts take over and all I can think about is breeding him like a bitch.

As long as I’m being truthful to myself, I actually like him. Not just as a fuckhole or because he stirs some deeply filled lust within me, but I honestly have a crush on him. I actually like all the geeky things he’s into. I’ll never admit it to my teammates or parents, but deep down I’m kind of a nerd too.

And while I’m being honest, as I sink my dick down his throat. I want to make him my girlfriend. Yes, I mean it. I think he’d look amazing in a dress with some makeup on. Some soft lace panties, maybe one of them training bras. I’d take him on dates. We’d see one of those Aratheon movies. Then we’d spend all night with my dick up that tight ass of his. I’d fill his thicc bum up with load after load of my seed.

Speaking of cum, I’m about to blow a load down his throat. “Fuck!”

A riptide of pleasure crashes through me as my cock explodes down his throat, shooting a thick load of cum straight into his stomach. He coughs and sputters as I pull my dick out, leaving the tip still inside his mouth. I drop another load, filling up his mouth, a little bit of cum drools out between his lips. Like a good little sissy, he swallows it all. And you know I’ve got to mark my territory.

So I pull my dick from his lips and paint his face with one last load of cum. Damn, he looks so hot with my seed all over his girly face.

“Now it’s official, you’re mine.”

He goes to wipe his face off. “Unless you’re going to swallow all that cum, leave it.”

He looks up at me with those eyes as blue as the ocean. The look on his face is one of fear, shame, and humiliation. Part of me wants to pull him into my arms and kiss him. Tell him everything’s going to be alright. The rest of me wants to fuck him like a slut and continue to degrade him.

I take my finger and swipe up a load of cum just below his eye and feed it to him. He licks it up without hesitation.

“I’m going to take a shower, feel free to lick the rest of it up.”

It doesn’t take long to clean myself up. I walk back in my room to find him fully clothed and the cum off his face is mostly gone. I shed my towel and his eyes fall down to my cock. “Don’t worry, baby. You’ll get more of this dick. Tomorrow I’m going to pop your anal cherry and make you fully my bitch.”

“Please… Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Ha… who gives a shit what other people think. I want the entire school to know you’re mine.” Wrapping my arm around his waist, I pull him close to me and press my lips against his. I stroke his cheek with my thumb as I wrap my hand around his delicate face. He melts in my arms as my tongue explores the inside of his mouth. My other hand sinks down and grabs his ass.

Finally, I let go of him and break away.

He bites his lip as he looks up at me with those sapphires. “Aren’t you afraid people will find out you’re gay?”

“Is it really gay getting your dick sucked? Or fucking a hot little sissy like you in the ass? I don’t think so. Besides, who’s going to say something to my face? And to be honest, I don’t give a shit if it’s gay or not.” I grab his hand and lock my fingers between his. “Now come on, I’ll take you home.”

“But… If people find out that I sucked your dick, they’re going to humiliate me,” he says as I lead him downstairs.

“Trust, me… By tomorrow, everyone’s going to know you sucked my dick. No one’s going to lay a finger on you or say a word.”

“What!? But… How?”

I stop as we reach the bottom of the stairs and lift his chin up to me. “I’m going to make damn sure everyone knows you’re mine. If anyone even so much as says a word to you, I’ll kick their ass. Didn’t I tell you I’d protect you?”

He nods his head. “Now let’s get you home. Tomorrow’s your first day as my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend? What!?” His eyes go wide.

“Didn’t I say I was going to make you my sissy bitch?” The look on his face is priceless. “Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow, but eventually, I want you to start wearing panties, a dress, and some makeup.”

“No, I can’t do that! What am I going to tell my foster family?”

“Why not tell them the truth? You’re really a sissy deep down and now you’re finally embracing it.”

“Please, don’t make me do it.”

“Hush, baby. Don’t worry. As I said, we’ll take it slow.”

As we walk out the door, Tanesha my fraternal twin sister pulls up in her Camaro. “Oh my god! No, you didn’t! Did you finally fuck that white boy!?”

“Relax, he just gave me blow job. I’m going to pop his anal cherry tomorrow.”

She laughs her ass off. “I can’t believe you’re actually going through with it. Let me guess, you’ll want me to get him all dolled up next?”

“Tanesha, you know me all too well… It’s like we’re twins or something.”

“Shit, I’m going to have so much fun with this white boy. By the time I’m done with him, he’ll look hotter than most of the bitches in our school. I’ve always wanted a gay friend like him to go shopping with and dress up.”

“Alright, well I gotta take him home. I’ll talk to you later.”

It doesn’t take us long before we’re at his house. Kinda run down shabby ass shack, really. I sink my hand in his soft hair and pull him in for one last kiss before he quickly gets out. I can’t take my eyes off that ass of his as he hustles inside, giving me one last glance before disappearing behind his front door.

I can’t wait for tomorrow!

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Dec 28 2020

Deal with a Demon pt. 1 0 (0)

Introduction:

This story is about a demon man turning a femboy into his slave sissy. There will be plenty of anal and what not. All characters are above the age of 18. This story is based on true event that take place some time in the near future.

Music blaring.

Windows down.

Wind through my hair.

What a great day!

Heading down the freeway, I’m on my way through Texas. I’m finally heading home from a long “business” trip. Too long.

And when I say business trip, I mean something that’s nobody’s business.

The Foo Fighters are playing, Best of You. The best part is I have the road to myself. Not another car in sight. Just me, this joint and good music. And some boy walking down the road. I take a good puff and blow smoke rings out the window. Oh wow! That boy looks good. I should pull over and see if he wants a ride!

As I roll up beside him in my Audi, I get a better look at him. He’s got on a red pair of shorts, showing off his hairless legs. A tight shirt that shows a rather feminine body. I turn the music off as I roll down the window. “Hey kid, need a ride?”

The kid looks surprised. He looks around before finally meeting my gaze again and then he points at himself as if to ask if I mean him. His face is so adorable, especially with that head of raven black hair. “No, I’m talking to the flies, of course, I’m talking to you.”

He meekly nods his head. “Well hop in then.”

I reach over and open the door for him and he nervously hops in. He’s got the darkest brown eyes I’ve ever seen. His skin is a creamy caramel color. Almost too delicious. “So kid, what’s your name?”

“I… I’m Felipe,” he stutters, his English is pretty good, I’m surprised. I can easily tell he just came over the border.

“Well, Felipe I’m Draco. It’s nice to meet you.” I extend my hand. He looks at it for a couple of seconds before placing his soft tiny hand in mine. “So how old are you, Felipe?”

He looks up at me as I give his hand a couple of shakes. His grip is rather non-existent. “I… I… I Just turned 18.”

No way! How did I get so lucky!? “You don’t say? Well, what is a kid your age walking hiking out here all by yourself?” I ask him.

He looks at me with those innocent eyes… I can tell without reading the dear boy’s mind that he’s trying to decide if he can trust me. The flustered look he has on his face is utterly adorable.

“You can trust me, Felippe. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” That’s mostly the truth. I’m not going to hurt the boy. But my intentions aren’t entirely pure.

I see the gears are spinning in that developing brain of his. His thoughts are causing such tension in that lithesome body of his. So much conflict in the boy. I can practically see the battle that’s going on in his mortal mind.

“I… I’m…” He hesitates as if he still can’t decide if he should tell me.

“Let me guess, you’re running from something.” He nervously nods.

“Are you not from here?” I ask.

He shakes his head no. Just as I thought, he must have somehow crossed the border from Mexico. He’s an illegal alien. Just perfect.

“Where are your parents?” I ask. He tenses up at the mention of his parents. Suddenly tears fall from his eyes. I can only assume they didn’t make it or worse.

“Are they still in Mexico?” He shakes his head no only confirming the worse.

“Did something happen to them?” He nods as more tears flood his eyes.

“They’re… They were killed…” The boy begins to cry in earnest. Poor thing.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Everything’s going to be alright from now on, you’re with me.”

He looks up at me with those sweet eyes and tries his best to wipe away the tears.

“Do you have any other family?” He nods frantically.

“I.. I have a twin sister…” He says.

“Where’s she?” I ask.

“They took her! The bad guys took her.”

“The men that killed your parents?” He nods in confirmation and more tears fill the boy’s eyes. Hmmm. I see opportunity in the boy’s tragedy. Hunt down the men that killed his parents, save his sister and I’ll have a two of them. Plus I’ll earn the boy’s loyalty. A wicked smile appears on my face. I can only assume the girl is going to be used as a sex slave. Huhhh, cartels… Such awful humans…

Who am I kidding…

I’m planning on doing the same thing with this poor boy. Of course, mortals don’t have any right to have slaves. They’re no greater than the ants they crush under their boots. Besides, the boy will enjoy being mine, once he comes to terms with his place in life as mine. Of course, we should really break the notion of her being a boy right away. As soon as I get the girl into my home, I’ll show the girl her new life. We’re not far from my penthouse. Fuck… I’m so giddy with anticipation.

“They are horrible people…” He says looking out the window. He looks so delicious… I could practically… Come on Draco, keep control of yourself.

“So, Felipe… Now what?”

He looks up at me once more with those cute feminine eyes. I can feel the urges rise up in me. “I… I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? That’s not good. I take it, you didn’t think things through, did you?”

He shakes his head. He’s all alone and no one’s going to be looking for him, besides maybe the cartel. How did I get so lucky?

I’m going to have so much fun with this little sissy. I can feel a devilish grin curl on my face. “Well, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. Is that what you want? For me to take care of you?”

“What.. what would that mean?” He asks timidly. He’s rather cute when he’s nervous.

I give him a big smile. “Well… You’d come to stay with me. You’d have plenty of food to eat, clothes to wear and a bed to sleep in. Of course… if you don’t mind, I would like it if you abide by some rules and of course, earn your keep.”

“Rules?” he asks. The shocked look on the boy’s face excites me.

“Don’t worry about those, we’ll go over them once we get to my place.” We finally arrive in Dallas and soon after we’re pulling into my building. I open the door for the boy and hand the keys to the valet.

“Mr. Kustova, welcome back,” Rosemary says as we walk through the grand entrance of glass. The floor is all stone with two creeks flowing through to an indoor pond stocked with Koi fish.

“Thanks, Rosemary. Make sure I’m not disturbed for the rest of the day.” She nods. She’s looking fine as always in her black business suit and fiery red hair with a face full of freckles. Maybe later I can have more fun with her. “You’re looking lovely as always.” Her face burns almost as bright as her hair.

“Thank you, sir!” She squeals at the compliment.

“Also if you could have someone bring up some clothes for Felippe here, I would greatly appreciate it. You know the kind I like.” I’m going to have this sissy dressed up pretty by the end of the night.

“Right away, sir!” she replies.

“Thank you, Rosemary.”

I place my hand on the boy’s shoulder and slide it down to the middle of his back as I usher him along to the elevators. I can feel him tremble at my touch. His face only barely makes it up to my chest, which kind of turns me on even more.

Once inside the elevator, I command the voice recognition system to take us to the top floor and it recognizes me. I still find the technology these mortals create deeply interesting. To think they’re cable of such feats amazes me.

“Is… is this place yours?” The boy asks as he looks out the glass walls of the elevator at the view of the city.

“Yes, it is all mine.” My voice carries the weight of that statement. As we finally reach the top, the elevator doors open up to my penthouse. The boy’s eyes go wide, struck with awe at the extravagance of the suite. Which is ironic to me. I find it rather lacking compared to the other places I own.

With my hand still on the boys back, I lead him in. The floor is a dark grey marble which leads to a dark charcoal sofa in a rectangle shape that horseshoes around the entrance to the elevator. A white fur rug lays in the middle of the sofa. There are stairways that lead up to a loft on each side of the sofa. The stairs come out from the walls. It’s opened up between the stairs and leads down to the dining room, which has a rather long rectangular table with 10 chairs around it. All of which are a deep charcoal grey color to match the theme of the room. A wall of windows wrap around the elevator and stops at each of the stairs, then continues on the other end. On each glass wall is a door that leads out to the balcony that wraps around the entire place.

I escort the boy to the sofa and push him down as I take off my suit coat, then I pop a squat next to him.

The look on his face is priceless. A mix of fear, awe, nervousness, and hint of sexual arousal. Just a small hint.

I look him over as he nervously looks away. I gently grab his chin and pull it towards me. “Don’t worry, you have nothing to fear from me,” I assure him. At least, I’m not going to hurt him, but I do have other intentions for the boy.

Just to test the waters, I pull the boy closer and bring my lips to his. I can feel his body tense up as I shove my tongue in his mouth. He doesn’t back away or tries to push me off. He’s just frozen. I can feel the fear seep off of him. So tasty!

My hand slides down to his neck and falls to his chest. It continues to travel down south until I reach the bottom of his shirt. Then I begin to tug it up over his head as I pull back from our kiss. “Listen, kid… I’ll make a deal with you…” I say, finally breaking the silence. He shyly tries to cover up as my hand lands on his thigh, but he listens to me.

“I’ll help you rescue your sister and exact revenge on the people responsible, in return… I want you… Mind, body and soul.” The look on the boys face made my dick twitch.

“What?!” He asks with such a startled look upon his beautiful face.

“That’s the deal, in exchange for saving your sister from such a horrible fate and killing those who are responsible you will belong to me.” His eyes widen as he registers the words I spoke.

“What… What would you do to me?” he timidly asks.

“Oh don’t be afraid. Honestly, it’s not as bad as it sounds. Obviously, there’s going to be a lot of sex, but like I said many times now, I have no intentions of hurting you. In fact, I bet you’ll come to enjoy being mine,” I assure him as my fingers caress his thigh.

“How do I know you’ll keep your promise?” he asks.

“That’s a good question. The fact that I’m even proposing the deal with you has to mean something. I could have just tied you up and had my way with you, but I’m not that kind of de… person.” Almost slipped up there. This boy has me infatuated so much that I’m not thinking clearly. “Unlike my brothers and sisters, I don’t take pleasure in others suffering. I prefer to see my lovers happy.”

“Besides, a happy servant is a loyal servant. Loyalty is what I desire.” Along with that tight little butt of yours. These dirty thoughts aren’t helping. “You’ve been through a lot, the death of your parents, the lost of your sister. I’m offering you shelter, pleasure, food, the chance to save your sister and exact revenge on the people who did this to you. All you have to do is be with me.”

“What will happen to my sister?” This boy is smarter than he looks. I’m impressed and that rarely ever happens on this planet. “Another good question, you’re a bright boy. I promise no harm will come to your sister and once she is freed from the scum who took her, she is free to do as she pleases.”

“Okay… If you free my sister and kill those monsters, I’ll do it.” His face is full of a delightful combination of fear and hope.

“Awesome! Even though at first I’m sure you’ll rethink this arrangement, eventually you’ll come to love it. All that’s left is the paperwork.” I snap my fingers and a scroll burns into existence. I smile as the look on the boys face is mingled with shock, amazement, and above all else utter fear.

Why is fear such a powerful emotion? It always gets me excited. Makes me want to do terrible things to these mortals. It’s like a drug to beings like me. If I wasn’t trying to be good, I would’ve relished in it.

The scroll unravels, revealing ancient demonic letters that say what I want them to say. That the boy will be mine for all of eternity and then some. I take his hand and bite into his thumb drawing blood. Pressing his bleeding thumb against the scroll, his fate is sealed.

“What… What are you!?” he asks with trepidation.

“Well… I guess there’s no point in hiding it anymore. You belong to me for all of eternity. Hahahaha.” I can’t help but give out the stereotypical demonic laugh. What’s the point of being a demon if I can’t have a little fun?

Standing up, I transform into a shadow of my true form. Horns, tail, wings, digitigrade clawed feet. Burning halo and all. “I’m one of 13 gods of the demon race!” Fear has completely taken over him. I can feel it seeth off of him, so tasty. But alas, filling the boy with fear isn’t my intentions, I’d rather fill him with cum.

In an instant, I’m back in my human form. Sleek black hair, neatly trimmed goatee, and stash, not an ounce fat and of course a rock hard cock. I may or may not have forgotten the clothes I wore. Who am I kidding, I did that on purpose.

Standing naked before the boy, he is paralyzed with a melting pot of emotion. I can feel each and every one of them as if I was the who was feeling them. I don’t even need to read his mind to tell he believes he’s in way over his head. Poor thing. Scared, nervous, confused and slightly aroused. His eyes drop down to my cock. I can his thoughts fill up with my dick. I let myself collapse onto the corner of the couch, laying one leg towards the boy as the other remains planted on the floor.

I beckon him to come here with my finger. He takes a big gulp, swallowing down his nerves. “Don’t be afraid of me, Felipe, as I’ve stated over and over again, I have no intentions of hurting you,” I reassure him. “Quite the contrary, I intend on making you experience orgasms so powerful, you’ll be begging me for more.”

The smile on my face said it all. I just want to fuck this boy until he passes out. “Now why don’t you come over here and seal the deal. After that, I’ll save your sister and kill the fucks that are responsible.”

His eyes go wide and I can see the conflict expressed on his face. He’s uncertain whether he wants to. Part of him believes it’s wrong. Society drilled it in him that homosexuality is taboo. But another part of him is curious. I can see the battle being waged inside his mind, it’s really turning me on. Now’s the moment of truth, submit to me and save his sister or… Is there really any other choice?

He hesitantly stands up and starts to make his way over to me. “Hold on a sec, you’ve still got clothes on. Take them off.”

Fuck! The embarrassment on his face is priceless. His shyness is so sexy. So naive and innocent. Corrupting this boy is going to be so much fun.

Reluctantly, he starts to unzip his shorts and tugs them down. Oh, look at this! He’s got on a pair of whitey tighties. His caramel hairless legs look as if they’re as smooth as silk. Look at the tiny tent pitched in those undies. So adorable. I want to see that butt of his. “Turn around and bend over as you take off your underwear.”

His face goes bright pink. Slowly he turns around. Oh fuck, that ass is absolutely gorgeous, wrapped in that tight pair of undies. I can tear my gaze away as he bends over and starts to pull them down revealing the tightest ass I’ve ever seen. Oh, good lord, all I can think about is stuffing it with my cock. Get ahold of yourself. Don’t lose your nerve or you’ll destroy the poor boy.

I want to keep him in tip-top fuckable shape for as long as possible. He looks over his shoulder at me, still bent over. Finally, he stands up and turns around. That little cock of his swings like a pendulum as he moves. His little ball sac is so tiny, but it’s so cute. “Now why don’t you come over here and get on your knees. Taste my cock.”

Another gulp from the boy as his eyes fixates on my cock. Finally, he closes the gap and drops to his knees. I can’t help but lick my lips as his tiny little fingers wrap around my gigantic cock. They can’t even reach all the way around it. He looks up into my eyes. “I… I’ve never done this before,” he says timidly.

“Done what?” I ask even though I know the answer. I just want to hear him say it.

Once again he swallows his nerves. “Ss.. sucked a cock…”

“Ha, Of course, you haven’t, which kind of surprises me no one else has taken you for themselves. A boy like you is hard to come by. But don’t worry, you’re in good hands. I’ll take real good care of you. Now give my dick a lick. Just pretend it’s a popsicle. A cock flavored popsicle.”

He closes his eyes and sticks out his tongue. Feels like an eternity passes by the time his tongue closes the gap between my dick. Of course, being a demon time works differently for me. Seconds feel like days.

Oh, fuck! His warm wet tongue sends a jolt of lightning through me as it touches the tip of my dick. His eyes open up as he realizes he just licked my dick. His face contorts as he contemplates whether he likes the taste or not. He gives it another lick and then another. It’s obvious he’s come to the conclusion that my dick tastes good.

“Kiss the tip,” I instruct. He does as ordered and puckers up his lips as he presses them against the head of my cock, giving it a nice kiss. “Now take the head of my cock in your mouth.”

He looks up into my eyes, almost pleading. But he relents and opens his mouth as he takes my dick inside it. The look of this adorable little femboy with my cock in my mouth almost sends me over the edge. There’s got to be something about this boy! Not many mortals can have such an effect on me as this boy does.

I’ll get to the bottom of it… After I bottom out in him of course.

The boy’s tongue swirls around the head of my cock, sending a wave of pleasure through me. Damn! This boy is a natural cocksucker!

He tries to take more of my cock in his mouth and gags as the tip of my dick hits the back of his throat. How adorable. Got to give him credit for trying.

FUCK! He nearly pulled the jiz out of my balls as his cheeks collapse trying to suck it as if it were a bottle full of milk. I can’t nut so soon! I haven’t even got a chance at that butt of his. Oh shit! That feels incredible! His tongue going along the length of my cock is like having lava poured on me. Which feels so damn good, by the way!

Fuuuuck, A hot lava bath does sound goooooood! Shit! He just took one my balls in his mouth. This boy is amazing. Truly a treasure I need to protect. I’m not going to let anyone lay a finger on him, he’s mine!

How did I get so lucky to come across such a find? Hearing the pop as my nut falls from his mouth sends me into pure ecstasy.

Once again, I feel his tongue on my dick as it slides back up to the head. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

He looks up at me as he kisses the tip again. He shakes his head. “No, sir.”

Such manners, he is a definite keeper. It’s hard to find someone who shows the proper respect a demon god like me deserves. Nothing pisses me off more than someone being disrespectful.

I hear the sound of the elevator opening up. Ah… Rosemary steps in with two racks filled with the clothes I requested. The boy’s head whips around to look. Instantly his face burns red as he fills up with humiliation.

“No need to stop what you’re doing, keep sucking little girl.” Might as well start referring to him as such.

He beams up at me. “I’m not a girl!”

“You are whatever I want you to be, or did you forget… I own you. Now keep sucking. I’ll forgive the lack of manners just this once since you lack the experience to know that disrespectful little shits get punished severely.”

I see his face drain of life, once again the poor girl is flooded with fear. I may have gone overboard a little. I don’t really want to hurt her. I give him a rare compassionate smile. “Continue sucking my dick like you have been and punishment will be the last thing on my mind. Heck, I’ll even throw in a reward for such a good performance.”

After swallowing his fear, he resumes sucking my dick. With those lips wrapped tightly around my dick, this must be what heaven is like. Fuck those stuck up angels for keeping it to themselves. Fuck heaven, they can keep it. I’ll take a blowjob from this little girl any day.

“Where would you like these, sir?” Shit, I almost forgot she was still here.

“Put them in the closet in the spare bedroom. But feel free to stay and enjoy the show. This kid is a natural cock sucker!” Her face lights up with delight as she takes a seat on the sofa and watches little Felippe suck my dick with eagerness. She’s such a sexual deviant. Maybe I’ll fuck her after I get this kid’s sister back. Speaking of his sister, I can only imagine what she’s like. If she’s anything like her brother, I might have to reconsider letting her go.

Ooooh shit, once again he’s trying to take as much of my cock in that little mouth of his only to end up gagging and coughing. I’ll have to teach her how to properly deep throat a cock later. But I can’t lie, seeing him struggle is quite the turn on.

Oh wow, he’s back at it. Trying harder to take my cock as deep as she can. Hard not to admire such determination. “Try swallowing it as it reaches your throat.”

He looks up at me with those beautiful eyes for a brief moment before taking my cock back into his mouth. This time as it reaches the back of his throat, she fights back the gag reflex enough to swallow. Ripples of pleasure erupt through me as my dick plunges down her throat. Her eyes go wide as her airway is blocked off. Before she can pull back, I grab a handful of her hair and held her there. I just couldn’t help it. The sight of my cock sunk to the hilt inside her throat almost awakens the demon inside of me.

She’s desperately struggling to pull my dick from her throat. The lack of oxygen causes her eyes to roll. I release my grip and allow her head to fall off my dick. She coughs and gags as she tries to breathe. Such a sight to see her struggle.

I think I’ve had enough of her mouth, time to try out that ass. I grab her and help her up to her to her feet. “Time to pop your anal cherry,” I say, giving her a wink.

“Please no! Please don’t hurt me, sir!” At least she remembered her manners. “Your cock is too big!”

Her pleading is music to my ears. Before she can say another word, I take her face in my hands and pull her in for a kiss. “How many times do I have to tell you, I’m not going to hurt you,” I whisper in her ear as my hand sinks down her back and grabs a handful of that ass of hers. I press my presence in her mind and

I pull her up into my arms as her legs wrap around my waist and her arms hold onto my shoulders. I can feel Rosemary’s eyes on us as I gently lay my little treasure down on the couch. I can feel a hint of jealousy in her, but that’s almost drowned out by the lust she’s filled with.

I give the girl one more kiss before I press her legs up against her chest. My tongue runs up and down her crack. She lets out a girlish moan. My tongue meets the tight little butthole of hers and presses up against it. I feel her tense up as my tongue slips inside. I let it slither up her little rear as she lets out a little gasp. My cock is raging hard right now and hers isn’t flaccid either. I run my fingers up to her little sack of balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. She squirms at my touch. Her little cock can’t be more than 4 inches long. So cute.

I can feel her prostate with my tongue and I press up against it. I can practically feel the burst of pleasure that tears through her.

“Enough foreplay, time for my cock,” I announce as straighten up. I grab my 13 inches of meat and let it drop on top of her little dickie. Ha! You can’t even see hers underneath monster. She sees my fat hungry member and looks up at me with fear. “Don’t worry, my petite little girl. I’m not going to ram into you with 13 inches right away.”

With a mere thought, I let my cock shrink down to the size of a human index finger. Relief washes over her like a flood of cold water. “I promised I wasn’t going to hurt you, I always keep my word.”

Most of the time…

Pressing my finger size dick against her tight little pucker, it doesn’t take much for it to pop inside of her. She lets out a gasp as my cock pushed past her sphincter. As her ass accepts me, I slowly let my cock grow just a few inches, stretching her out, but not enough to hurt. Her face burns hot as she feels my dick grow inside her, slowly filling her up. I pause the growth to let her ass adjust. I want her to enjoy this.

I can hear Rosemary moaning and without looking I can tell she’s rubbing that wet pussy of hers. It’s music to my ears.

Slowly, my cock grows bigger inside her little butthole, stretching it out more and more, until I see her wince in pain. Too much, too soon. Keeping it at that size, I hold it still until her ass adjusts and the pain is gone. I guess she can only take 7 inches for now. Slowly I start gyrating my hips in and out of that tight little butt of hers.

Her body has started to sweat as I bottom out inside of her. She lets out a soft grunt as her little dick stands at attention. She goes to grab it, but I grab both of her wrists, pull her up and shift her so she’s laying down so I can get on top of her. She wraps her legs around my waist as I pin her wrists over her head with one hand. “Sorry, love… You’re not allowed to touch your little cock. I want you to cum from my dick in your ass.”

She squirms and writhes, trying to free her hands to no avail. She looks up into my eyes as sweat rolls down from her brow. The way she looks, with the mess of short black hair all disheveled, her caramel skin all covered in sweat, expression filled with pleasure, lust, shame, humiliation and a bunch of other emotions, it almost causes me to bust a nut right now.

As I look into her eyes, I can see she’s lost in all the pleasure. I rub that flat chest of hers with my spare hand, giving each of her nipples a tweak before sliding my hand up to her neck. I start to thrust harder into her, really slamming my dick into that prostate of hers which caused her to yelp.

Letting go of her hands, I bring my lips against hers as our bodies press up against each other. One hand reaches underneath her head as the other grabs her hip, as a slam my cock into that ass. She moans into my mouth as I continue to pound her. She wraps her arms around my shoulders.

I can tell she’s close. I hear the elevator doors open up and Rosemary jump out off of the sofa in surprise. The annoyance pulls me up from my little treasure, but I still continue to pound away at her asshole. It’s way too late to turn back now. I need to release my seed inside her. Whoever has interrupted this will learn quickly why it was an unwise decision. Oh, wait… It’s…

Suddenly her little dick explodes, spraying both of our bodies with cum. The way she squeezes down on my pole literally milks the cum out of me. I erupt inside her little asshole, filling her up with my seed. She moans so loud, I’m sure everyone in the building can hear her, but the effects of my cum has already started to take over her little body, sending her into a deep druglike haze. Soon she’ll be out cold. I pull out and shoot out one last load of my orange creamy jizz all over her little dick and nutsac.

“Quite the show, Amun,” the woman who intruded on my fuck session says. That voice could only belong to one person.

“Kailyn Black, or should I say, Nemesis.” The fiery red-haired woman bites her lip as she looks down at my little treasure. Her eyes have that lustful stare. “Don’t get any ideas. This one is mine.”

I turn to Rosemary. “Why don’t you take the kid up to the spare bedroom and tuck her in. Maybe wash her up first. And take these clothes up with him.”

“Yes master,” she says as she

“Lucky you, don’t worry. I just recently got one of my own. A brilliant boy around the same age as yours.”

“I hope you didn’t come all this way to talk about your little fuck toy.” She laughs as she tries to decipher my intentions.

“I just came here to make sure our ambitions don’t intersect. Why are you here? What do you want with this world?” she asks bluntly.

“Probably the same as you. Gather enough power to wage a war against Hel.”

“Are the demon siblings not getting along?” she asks with such an arrogant tone.

“Are you getting along with yours?” I retort. Void gods… Always acting as if they have the upper hand. It wouldn’t take much for me to overpower her. Surely she didn’t come here to pick a fight.

“Touche…”

“Get to the point already. As you can see, I’m very busy.”

“Seeing how my enemy is your enemy, I came to see if we could form a truce. At least for the time being.” Ha… She knows I’m much more powerful than her, she knows demons as a whole have the advantage over void gods. I can assume she hopes to use me as a shield against my brethren and hers.

“What’s in it for me?” I ask.

“What do you mean, what’s in it for you? Is an alliance with me worth so little?”

“Huhhh, I suppose. But if you betray me, Nemesis, It’ll be at the cost of your existence.”

“As long as we share the same enemies and our ambitions don’t bring us opposite each other, I see no need for it.”

“Very well. I’ll agree with your alliance. Now if you please, I’ve got some mortals to hunt down, torture and kill.”

“Sounds fun, I wish I could join you, but alas I have business of my own to take care of.” With that, she left the same way she came in. With just a thought, my body gets covered in clothes of the luxurious kind.

In the blink of an eye, I’m upstairs in the spare bedroom to find Rosemary filling up the closet with the girl’s clothes.

“Oh, lord! You scared me.”

Those words cause a smile to appear on my face. My little treasure is still out cold underneath the sheets. I sit down next to her. She’s so peaceful, lying there. I bend down and lay a kiss on her forehead. She’ll be out for some time now. “Rest peacefully, my dear.”

I plant a sweet dream in her head as Rosemary finishes putting the last of her new clothes in the closet. Once she wakes up, we’ll settle our deal.

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