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Part 4 – Monday

As said at the beginning of this story, Monday was a teacher in service day. The kids didn’t have to go to school but the faculty did.

I tiptoed into her room and just gazed at this magnificent creature. Katie was totally covered with a sheet but I knew she was naked under it. It was all I could do to keep from pulling it off.
I bent over and gently kissed her cheek. She opened her eyes, and when she focused on me she smiled. She said she wanted to sleep in for awhile if it was ok with me. I left her to go back to sleep.

I began thinking that it wasn’t a good idea for me to put her pictures on the laptop she used at school. I decided to go to the computer store to buy her a tablet on which I could put the password protected file for the photos. I selected one with its own cell number so she could text outside of wi-fi. I asked the young salesgirl what games kids Katie’s age like.

At home, I downloaded the games, the password protected file and the photos we had taken. I also linked her new tablet to my computer where we could interchange photos and messages.
Although I felt like it was a betrayal, I set up access to her tablet where I could see anything on it without telling her, and if necessary, erase any of its contents. Through encryption, no one using her device would be able to identify the link to mine.

Late that morning she came downstairs yawning and said she slept very well. And said she had some vivid dreams! She said if she told the dreams, they wouldn’t come true, but that I was in the dreams.

That’s when I gave her the tablet. She was so excited, she jumped into my arms and gave a big kiss. As she started to pull away, I continued the kiss and lightly pushed my tongue through her lips. Her eyes got big and then she closed them and pushed her tongue back through mine. It was the sweetest kiss I ever remember.

I showed Katie the games and how to access her secret photos. I had her pick her own password. I didn’t tell her I had a master password if I wanted to get into her file. The tablet had a pretty high resolution camera and she took some ‘selfies’ to try it out.

I asked if she had homework for tomorrow. She said she thought she could finish in a hour or so. I asked if she wanted to go out to eat and maybe catch a movie? She said she love to go out to eat, but I couldn’t believe my ears when she asked could we watch some more videos at home!

That evening when we got back home from the pizza joint, I was starting to set my laptop to view more porn on the big TV when the phone rang. It was my wife Cindy. She asked how things were going with Katie and me? I said everything was fine. I said she was probably bored. She said Susan wanted to talk to her. I put Katie on the phone and was scared to death what she might say to her Escort mom.

I heard her replies to Susan’s questions. Yes, she was enjoying her stay. She’d been in the pool several times. She’d seen a movie with friends. Yes, she was caught up on homework and had everything she needed for school. No, she wasn’t homesick. Uncle Jim had bought her a tablet which was much more fun to use than her school laptop. She told her mom she’d be glad to see her when she returned, but she needn’t change her plans to come home early.

When I got the phone back, Cindy said they had gotten her mom moved and most everything squared away. They were planning to come back in a day or two. I told her we were just fine and she shouldn’t cut their visit with her mom short on our account. She should make sure her mom was comfortable with her girls leaving. All this time, Katie was winking and giggling at me and I was having a hard time sounding serious. When we hung up, we both laughed. She said she wanted to get more comfortable.

I took a quick shower and put on the silk boxers, knowing Katy would again see my erection under the thin material . I hoped she would be wearing the little nighty. I wasn’t disappointed. She just radiated sex. She came and sat straddling me. I could feel the heat from her cunt on my throbbing dick. Katie opened her wet mouth and pushed her tongue as deep as she could in mine, and I reciprocated. We kissed a long time, my hands all over her tits, her back, her thighs and butt. She said she wanted to see more sex videos.

I selected one with what appeared to be an older guy with a woman dressed like a young teen with pigtails. Katie snuggled up next to me as we watched her undress for him. I was thrilled to see she had small pert titties and a soft blond bush like Katie’s.

Pretty soon they got in the 69 position with him lapping her cunt and she sucking his cock. Katie started squirming around as she watched the girl get on her knees and he started fucking her from behind. Then he squirted some lube down her crack and he started fingering her ass, first one finger, then two – in and out – twisting them around. She was making lots of “Yes!, yes!, yes!” sounds.

He pulled his dick out of her cunt and slowly inserted it in her ass as she pulled her cheeks apart. “Yes, oh fuck my ass. Fuck my ass!” she screamed . Katie reached over and pulled my rigid cock from my boxers and started stroking me. With a few seconds left on the video, the guy pulled his dick out of her ass and shot cum all over her back.

Katie and I were both breathing heavily when it ended. She began licking and sucking me just like the girl in the video. I didn’t want to cum so quickly so I pushed Katie on her back and drew her legs wide apart.

I took my thumbs and opened her labia lips to reveal Escort Bayan the most perfect baby pink pussy, already wet with her juice. Her inner lips were flared out like a beautiful tulip. I licked her pussy, up and down. I eagerly lapped her slightly salty liquor. I lifted her clitoral hood revealing her tiny clit boldly sticking up.

I pushed her legs back more and licked her beautiful pick anus. She grabbed her knees and pulled them back even more, so my tongue could easily flick in and out of her ass. I moved back up and started sucking her little clitty. I put one finger in her pussy – it was so tight I wouldn’t be able to do more without breaking her hymen.

I continued to lick and suck her engorged clit while pumping one finger in her pussy and one in her ass. Katie started writhing around and moaning as she built to her climax. She grabbed my head with both hand and pulled me tighter into her cunt. “Oh fuck me, please fuck me! I need it!” She cried.

Knowing I couldn’t do that, I increased the pressure sending Katy over the top with one orgasmic wave after another. Then she was spent, but I’m still as hard as I ever remember, wondering how I was going to come down from this. ‘I should have let her keep sucking me,’ I thought.

Then the phone rang again. I certainly didn’t want to answer, but if it was Cindy or Susan, it would be hard to explain a no answer. It was Cindy. I cursed under my breath. She said they changed their tickets and were returning home tomorrow evening and would Katy and I pick them up at the airport? Their plane was due in around 6 p.m. Well, that phone call certainly took care of my erection problem!

After I hung up, we just looked at each other for a long time, knowing this was our last night together. If my face looked half as sad as Katy’s, it was sad indeed. I said, “Katie darling, we knew this would come.”

She said,”It’s not fair! I just want to be with you! I love you!”

I replied,” There is no way I could express how much I love you also, and the way you make me feel. Soon you can make the decision whom you want to sleep with. But now, I think we’d better call it a night.”

After we said goodnight, I striped down and got in bed. I knew I would have a hard time sleeping. I really had a sick feeling knowing that my affair with Katie had ended. After a while, I felt the sheet move over me. My darling Katie slipped into my bed and snuggled her back up against me, her blond hair in my face. I breathed in her heavenly scent.

She was completely nude. I traced her lips with my finger, and then found her erect nipples. My dick immediately started growing and with my hand I pushed it in the crack of her ass. With that she started moving and rubbing her ass on it. I knew there was no way I could fit into that tiny Bayan Escort butt, but my dick didn’t care.

I reached into my side table and got a big glob of lube, which I rubbed on my cock, down on her rosebud anus and then reached around between Katy’s legs and rubbed her pussy, which was already slick. I gently pushed the head of my dick against her sphincter. She pushed back. Even if I didn’t penetrate her, the feeling was electric on my member.

But with me increasing pressure and Katie pushing back, suddenly the head of my dick was inside her ring! We both froze in that position. She tensed up. My dick was pulsing, I know she could feel it. I resumed rubbing her clit and she started pushing back. I felt myself slide in another inch. She grunted and let out a breath, but then pushed against me some more, maybe another inch.

I slowly withdrew a little and then slowly pushed back. I did this a couple of more times. I felt her relax a little and I was sliding in and out easier, but God she was so tight. I whispered,”Am I hurting you?”

She said,”It hurt at first, but now not so much. I feel so full. Go slow.”

As I could feel how wet and juicy her pussy was, I continued putting lube around my dick, now half way in her ass. I increased the frequency of my thrusts and she her pushing back. Finally I felt my balls slap against her perineum, and the pressure building towards ejaculation.

At the same time, Katie stiffened as her orgasm swept over her and her contractions squeezed me. I didn’t move as her body was milking me. I shot wave after wave of hot cum in her ass and she cried out with pleasure. We lay there perfectly still as my dick slowly wilted.

“It felt so wonderful when you squirted in me. I can’t get pregnant from this, can I?” she asked.

“No, my love. And someday soon, when someone fills your pussy with cum, it will feel even better!” I replied. I held her tightly and soon I heard her slow breathing of sleep. I actually had the thought, if I never wake up from now, my life would be totally worth it.

Tuesday

The next morning I awoke with beautiful Katie still in my arms. Knowing we’d come to the end of our affair, I told her, “I will treasure our days together and especially last night, holding you in my arms! I will always be there for you. I will always defend you. But now we have to act as if nothing happened between us.”

I dropped her off at school. I was morose all day, and wondered how I would be with Cindy when it would just be the two of us.

I picked Katie up from school and we went by to pick up her things from her visit. On the way to the airport to pick up Cindy and Katie’s mom, we didn’t say much. I had the car radio tuned to an oldies station. When a certain song came on, I turned up the volume and said,”Katie listen to the words of this song. At the end, the last lyrics were:

“When you are near me like this,
You’re much too hard to resist,
So go away little girl before I beg you to stay.”

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Faith collected herself and found that her bra was broken and her blouse wouldn’t do up as the buttons had been ripped off, plus she noticed that her uniform had various smatterings of ejaculate that no amount of wiping could disguise. She knew she had to go home and work out what was going on and why she had just let two of her friend abuse her and use her like a cheap slut and why she actually enjoyed it.

The journey home was a little bit worrisome as sitting on the bus covered in cum and smelling of sex made the odd stare more intimidating than normal. She nearly bolted from her seat when a middle aged man sat next to her and he spent a bit too long staring at her and she was sure he knew what was going on. She tried to push down her skirt and close her blazer even further; make herself as small as possible.

Luckily, her stop was next and when she moved to get out she was sure he touched her leg as she went past. She didn’t stop or look back but the hand touching her bare skin sent a strange tingling through her groin. She was sure she could feel his stare while waiting for the doors to open and was relieved when the doors opened and she could escape.

A quick two minutes walk to her house gave her some time to think through a few things and she ran upstairs without a thought of who was in the house. She threw her bag and blazer on the bed and stoped to look in the mirror and she was a little surprised by the state of her reflection. She looked like a fucked whore.

She was got undressed and went directly into the shower, the shower felt good as she washed all the day’s activities away. She dried herself and changed in to a pair of joggers and a exercise top which did show quite a bit of side boob. She went down stairs and started to get some lunch together when the door opened and her brother and two friends walked in from college.

“What you doing here? You should be at school”, he stared at his little sister and wanted a reply. “I am not feeling well and I was sent home”. He looked at this sister and noticed what she was wearing and his two friends also noticed. He shifted uncomfortably but accepted her response and pushed his friends into the lounge to play the game they had planned on.

Faith was feeling a little strange lying to her brother but didn’t think much of it until she heard the phone and then a muffled conversation in the next room. She heard the voices stopped and then her brother’s voice bellowed through and demanded she come into the lounge. She knew something was wrong as he never shouted at her and walked in to the lounge and instantly she was put on the spot.

“That was the school, and they informed me that you are currently missing and went off site without permission.” Like an expert interrogator he left the statement in the air and watched his sister instantly squirm. “Oh…oh, they must have been mistaken. I told Mrs Baldwin that I was ill…. and she sent me home.” Her body language was classic, showing that she was lying like crazy.

“Don’t lie to me again Faith, that was Mrs Baldwin on the phone”. It was almost like she had been slapped as she knew she was in proper trouble. “Mum and dad are going to kill you and the school are going to expel you.” Faith started to cry and nobody could understand her as he babbled away trying to cover her tracks. She managed to get back control and stopped talking and just lowered her gaze to the floor.

Tyler looked at his sister and knew he had her, his Escort mates could see that she was very vulnerable and their tiny little minds were going wild. She wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world but she was a girl and 18 year old boys morals go out of the window quickly. Much like a pack of hyenas they smelt blood or more like it smelt teenage pussy and they hoped their perverted imagination were going to come true.

“I am really disappointed in you Faith… I think that you need to think about what Mum and Dad will do to you.” She didn’t more and tried to hug herself, trying to disappear. “Please don’t tell Mum and Dad, they will kill me – please Tyler, help me out. I will do your homework, I will do your jobs for every”, she was pleading and begging and Tyler was enjoying watching her struggle.

As a final blow Tyler went in for the kill, he sat back and waited for her to squirm a little bit more. He smiled, “I am just thinking of all that money they are spending to educate you in that amazing school and you let them down”. She didn’t move and didn’t look up and then Tyler got his phone out and started watching a video.

Faith noticed the silence and finally looked up to see Tyler and all three of his friends watching a clip. She couldn’t really hear anything but it was obvious that the clip was sexual in nature and she got angry that they were watching porn. She moved over to grab the phone and she heard something which panicked her. She heard herself giving a blow job to David and Brian.

Faith stopped dead and she just froze, Tyler carried on watching his sister being abused and his friends were mesmerised as Faith took another thrust into her mouth. Peter the taller of Tyler’s two friends couldn’t help himself and blurted out “fuck me, she is amazing. Look how well she takes that cock down her throat”. Faith just sobbed, decimated by the embarrassment and the shame.

“Oh I think this is so much worse for you sister and I think that unless you want me to give this to mum and dad you will do exactly what I say. She knew she was powerless and knew that she was going to do have to do exactly what his brother wanted. She nodded and waited.

“I want you to come and make sure that me and my friends are comfortable. I think a drink and some food and then you can service our needs.” She timidly went into the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with drinks and sandwiches for all three of them. She placed them down on the table and noticed all three of them where looking down her top.

‘Don’t move’, Tyler instructed her – his mates stood up and almost instantly they laid hands upon her. One pair on her arse, the other on her back and her brother went straight under her top to grope her tits. She couldn’t move and so she just let it happen, she wasn’t scared and deep down it seemed that she wanted it to happen.

Their hands felt amazing and Faith was now calm and she felt like she could take anything on – even three cocks. She relaxed her body, her legs, lips and she was ready for the boys. The hands on her breasts where rough, the hands on her nipples where even rougher and she felt every inexperienced moment. The hands on her arse moved to the top of her leggings and she knew they were coming off and without a word she soon felt the breeze on her arse and legs.

A finger moved over her pussy and it was flooded with her juices – she groaned as the first digit entered her hole and easily and it wasn’t Escort Bayan alone for long as another slipped inside of her. She moaned again, and this emboldened her assailants. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the third male undo his trousers and without hesitation he shoved his cock in to her mouth.

Much like the previous experience her jaw relaxed and she took his cock deep in her throat, but this time she had two fingers raping her pussy at the same time. She knew that one more cock inside of her and she would tick off another of her assignments. She adjusted a little and allowed her to take more of his fingers and more of his cock at the same time.

Her top was ripped from her body and she felt empty as the fingers left her body. Faith was shocked as she was picked up and moved to the low level table in the lounge. She tried to look at the boys as they carried her but they were focused on placing her on her back with her legs spread. It didn’t take long for the same cock to be placed back inside of her willing mouth. He thrust his cock into her and at the same time grabbed hold of the back of her head and that meant he could get amazing purchase on her and jack hammered her face.

She was shocked, nearly lost her breath and the following panic meant that she didn’t notice her legs being spread wider and a seven inch cock slowly spreading her pussy lips. After his bulbous head entered her she was more than aware that she was being raped – thank god he wasn’t too rough and slowly he pushed more of his cock inside of her.

Her hymen broke without too much fuss or pain and nobody noticed a small smear of blood as it was mixed into a good amount of her pussy juices. He pushed through and filled her up and just felt the warmth and the tightness of her amazing pussy.

The slamming of the cock in her mouth and the cock in her virgin pussy made for an overwhelming experience for Faith, one which started to build in her groin and the panic dissipated to be replaced with a growing need for more cock in her mouth and her pussy. The rhythm was starting to build and waves of pleasure where making Faith receptive to more and more hard cock. Her reluctant groan just gave the two rapist more encouragement to fuck her holes harder.

Faith literally didn’t care about anything at the moment and was actually pawing her brothers trousers so she could get hold of three different erect cocks. He let his fly open and it took a little while for her to release his fully stiff cock and slowly she started to wank his cock. He was very stiff already and her gentle hand made his lust grow.

Her brothers spare hands went straight to her breasts and he grouped and grabbed her ample tits. He wasn’t very gentle and paid particular attention to twisting and pinching her nipples which reacted quickly to his touch and became almost bullets. She couldn’t really feel what was going on with her tits but she did feel a warmth growing in between twinges of pain as her brother got bolder and more harsh.

He twisted and pinched her nipples and they puffed up and they felt amazing in his mouth and even gave them a couple of slaps. It didn’t stop her wanking him, it didn’t stop her sucking the other cock but she did let out a big moan as her orgasium took over her body and she shock as the pleasure waves ran through her body.

The boys noticed her orgasium and really let rip, more twisting, more trusting and holder her head as the cock Bayan Escort rapes her holes. It didn’t take long for the boy in her mouth to reach his peak. He seemed to slow down and with one final trust filled her mouth with his come. She spluttered and choked a little and even though she tried a decent amount of come spilled out of her mouth.

He staggered backwards and watched his two mates fuck and abuse this girl and he knew that he wanted more. He caught his breath and saw that Tyler moved around to fill her mouth with his cock. She didn’t complain and even though she still had come in her mouth she took all of his cock. He moaned as the warmth of her mouth enveloped him.

Tyler moved quickly and started to face fuck her, her tits weren’t left alone and he just twisted them harder and harder as his pressure grow. Slaps came down on to her breast and he grabbed them hard to allow him to get more purchase fucking her face. He could see that she was gagging a little but his rage was such that he just drove deeper and harder into her mouth.

It didn’t stop her coming again but she panicked a little and she felt her legs being tightly grabbed as a load moan meant that she was going to her her pussy filled with come. His face was red, he was pumping away and pushed harder and deeper into her very wet pussy. He froze and slammed all of his come into her pussy, and this sent her over the edge as she could feel the ropes of come fill her up.

He nearly fell over as he finally withdrew and was dump struck watching his come slowly leak out of this freshly fucked pussy. He was in heaven and felt like a real man. He sat and watched his two friends and was just calm It didn’t stop him from getting his phone from his pocket and start taking photos and films of her pussy for later on.

Tyler knew that it was his turn so with one last twist of her nipple he withdrew and quickly moves between her legs. he grabbed his stiff cock and mounted his sister, he really didn’t care about her pleasure and just started fucking her. His friends watched him fuck her and started to get hard again.

They didn’t really know what to do but they got a bit braver and presented themselves with their newly stiffened cocks either side of her hoping she would service them – which after a while she did. Without too much prompting she grabbed both cocks and went to work. Her brother was manic and fucking her hard as he finally filled her hole with his come. He came, and then she came with a loud screaming orgasium as his come was pumped into her.

He just panted and laid on top of his sister and if he was more with it he probably would have moved a lot quicker as two young and inexperienced teenagers where being wanked and could come all over him at any point.

It didn’t happen but it was close as he finally withdrew and a moment later both boys let rip all over Faith’s tits and her face. Being typical boys they didn’t help her clean up, they didn’t even check to see if she was okay, they just got their stuff and went upstairs to play Xbox. Faith was exhausted, covered in come and she ached as the full extent of how they used her body made itself a little more obvious.

She didn’t move for a while as a wave of pain met every movement but between her trying to move and the pleasure still warming her body, she just laid there with cream ozzing out of her with not a care in the world, she was contented and actually happy. She nearly feel asleep but was confused and dazed when she heard the front door and didn’t react quickly enough as her dad stood in the door way seeing his daughter’s abused and come-ridden body spread eagled for everyone to see.

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Do not ever let someone tell you that dogs and animals do not smile. The black Labrador mix smiled, as he walked behind his owner. The strawberry redheaded woman looked over her shoulder, slyly, smiling too. It felt like her and the dog shared a secret. She had asked Gill to check into something on her little sailboat once. He felt a sexy air to her stride and smile.

Crystal lived on a small sailboat with her dog and her younger brother. Her brother was 20. Jasper shared the same facial profile. Crystal was a few years older, closer to 30. They lived at the harbor on a small sailboat, comparable to a camper or van conversion. Gill approached their vessel later that after noon, to see about a technical question. He called her name from the dock. Crystal answered after a few moments and twisted around to poke her head out from behind a curtain, that hung in the companionway hatch. Her eyes glowed and she smiled provocatively, while holding the curtain in front of her. They exchanged greetings and Crystal said, the wiring could wait until she needed to run the engine. She described the starting problem and Gill concurred.

She seemed preoccupied with something down below decks. A gust of sea breeze, blew across the marina and the curtain slipped from Crystals hand. Her face lit up like a red signal beacon. Her skirt was off and the big dog had his cock knotted deep inside Crystal’s pussy. In her other hand, she stroked her younger brother’s fully erect cock. Just as he thought, Crystal was hot, and much kinkier than Gill imagined. He took her hand away from the curtain and placed it on the crotch of his pants. He stood in the boat’s cockpit and her face and his dick gravitated towards each other subconsciously. Jasper resumed fondling is sister’s nipples. Her head fell forward in response, right to Gill’s just opened zipper. Their eyes met and Crystal suckled up to the new dick on deck. Her expert mouth assured Gill; he made the right decision by stopping by today. Gill stepped down through the hatch, concealing Crystal’s activity. Now she picked up the pace. The dog knot subsided and the dog pulled out. Jason quickly filled the opening making sure his sister could fuck as she sucked. Crystal purred as she received the familiar dick in her dog messed pussy.

Jason and Crystal grew up in logging country out of state. They adapted to the lonely rural life with their, incestuous, lovemaking. Other kids attended school after a long bus ride but, none lived nearby. They started making out “for practice”. The “practice” became their major Escort activity when the folks worked but, Crystal helped her brother, to graduate the one room high school. The mill closed and new jobs didn’t exist. Crystal started taking the pill when the left town. Sleeping in the back of the old station wagon, the family sex life graduated from 69 to brother sister fucking. The dog licked Crystal since she had been a little girl. The pooch humped her until she let him fuck her, farm girl style. Now the dog was old but, still played his part on call. They had a sweet little family fuck threesome going and nobody really knew, until now.

Gill repaired boats, or anything mechanical. Boats got corroded easily giving him plenty of wiring systems to inspect. He earned a good wage,on a sporadic basis. This coastal harbor once served commercial and recreational fishing fleets. Now days pollution and over harvesting killed the fisheries. This marina turned into something like a trailer park. Derelict wood classics decayed alongside early fiberglass creations. The owner needed tenants and took anyone with a story. Federal agents found fugitives there and artists played music. Reformed drunks lived and worked the tugboats; mindless speed freaks worked under lights at any hour. Something as crazy as fucking your brother and your dog did not attract any attention at all. Too much loud crazyness masked anything like that. Gill didn’t make enough to live a big nightlife and meet girls at clubs. This harbor hottie brightened up his outlook immediately.

Crystal sucked down on Gill’s glans strongly. She leaned back and inspected the engorgement. “You seem to enjoy our hospitality,” Crystal said. “Why don’t you come down below and get comfortable?” Gill complied; Now he stood in front of her in the salon. She had to lean forward and bend at the waist to continue sucking him. Meanwhile, Crystal’s brother Jasper gave her the hard pole from behind. Hi’s position and smile matched the dog’s previous round. She continued to suck down on Gill’s dick head, between shaft licks.

Unexpectedly her brother pulled his dripping dick out of her dog messed pussy. Then, he pulled her back off Gill’s dick. In another deft move, Jasper twirled his sister around and planted her mouth on his own dick. The dog jizz covered poker slid in like it belonged there all the time. He turned her just in time to take his spunk load into her hungry gullet. Jason sperm pumped his sister’s face excitedly. Gill wasted no time in stuffing his red hot dick into Crystal’s just vacated Escort Bayan hot box. The higher heat of the dog penis had her slit practically smoking hot. Gill angled around and found a spot the made Crystal moan more emotionally. “Yes baby!”, he encouraged her. “Tell me how you like it!”

“Fuck me slow now, slow and deep,” Crystal purred. “Oh, that is so nice. I guess you know, I like to fuck, don’t you?” Gill laughed and replied. “Actually, I’ve been kind of thinking you were not but, obviously, I’m very pleasantly surprised.” Gill’s balls throbbed with readiness. Electrical contacts synchronized the linear contractions down his shaft. “You’re so good Crystal!” I love it all!”, Gill cried as his semen started to flow. His balls tingled until the sent the rush feeling down his dick and throughout his body. He dog humped Crystal as he squirt pumped her.

Crystal stood to kiss her brother while Gill fucked her from behind. She was sandwiched between two hot men and had taken their essence. The dog fuck just warmed her up for the main round. Gill finished ejaculating inside Crystal and she pushed him back onto the settee sofa. A big beach towel covered the seat. She sat beside him and started kissing the visitor and said, “Welcome aboard. Would you like a drink?”

A bottle of wine sat on the table, so Gill used an empty cup and poured a sip. Crystal’s brother Jaspar had a bag of indica and proceeded to twist up a spliff. Soon they were laughing and joking about Crystal’s initial surprise. She toasted their new friend and took a deep toke from the spliff. The dog sensing an opportunity, started licking Crystal between the legs. He quickly cleaned up the mess and continued her stimulation. Her intoxicated giggles revealed the pooch bringing her off again. His huge tongue always got her stimulated so quickly. Her taste aroused his urges, as well.

The two men sipped wine and continued smoking the sweet weed, as Captain Crystal commanded old sea dog to satisfy her once again. Jason fingered his sister idly through the dogs constant licking. Jason’s precision pressure triggered sudden orgasms. Gill played with her nipples and kissed her from the other side of the bench seat. Gill noticed a piece of antique ship hardware on the shelf next to them. The bronze belaying pin had a handle and a cylindrical post to fit a hole in the ship’s rail. Pulling the handle out released any line lashed around it, like a safety valve for the wind. The handle shape had a nice dildo like profile. Gill moved his hand over to grab it. Bayan Escort The sun warmed it on the shelf so Gill lubed it with the dog’s tongue and lifted Crystal up to probe her ass, Hard dildo-ed from be hind while she got dog licked in front brought new levels of pleasure to the Country girl. Her ass clinched hard on the bronze handle and Gill spun it in place to tickle her inner nerves. “Oh Yes!” she moaned, “I love that.”

The spliff went out from lack of attention, while the cabin heated up in renewed frenzy. Jason got hard again and stood up. His sister took him in hand and said, “Fuck me bro. Fuck me…in the ass.” Crystal’s brother took the belaying pin from Gill and pulled it slowly from his sister’s anus. Her butt hole lay lubed with dog saliva and pussy juice. Now, her brother slid his dick in for a regulation full depth penetration. He then lay sideways on the settee and pulled her in front of him. Her bare pussy pushed all the way to the edge of the sofa. Gill took the hint and stuck his dick into her constrained opening. The volume of brother meat stuffed in her ass raised the tightness factor of Crystal’s pussy like a high pressure hose clamp. Gill stuck is dick in and the back and forth motions gave everyone crazy tight sensations. Crystal came first, as usual. Her brother and Gill were in now hurry so she got a severe fucking now.

As the dog walked by she took hold of his dangling pink one and pulled it to her mouth. The dog froze his step and she took oral dog dick for a full triple hole blasting. She loved to suck and the heat of the dog cock temperature made her face blush again as she came. The two man dick’s rubbed at each other on her inner membrane. Gill had not tried double penetration before and her flailing excitement thrilled him with new sensations on his dick. She shook like a rag doll and came again and again. Her brother blew his load in her ass sphincter’s grip, unable to hold any longer. Gill pushed the dog aside and removed his dick from Crystal’s cunt. She climbed onto the floor and faced him where he knelt. As she sucked Gill’s dick again the dog mounted her from behind and started trying to find his way inside. A few wild strokes and he planted dog dick in harbor girl once again.

The little boat rocked and swayed in the protected waters of the berth. They were far from the sea and large channels. The only waves felt right now were the ones their thrashing sex energies spreading out like ripples from a stone toss. As the dog came again he let loose a wild howl.

In another boat a woman spoke to her husband, “They must be beating that poor dog for him to howl like that.” Her husband disagreed, “She seems like a nice woman, not one who would hit a dog. That is a wild howl though.”

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John and Mark Smith looked at each other, as if each were asking the other if they were sure they wanted to do this. Each simply nodded, no more communication being necessary. Being twins did have it’s perks, like being able to communicate without needing words.

Having established their intentions, each turned to the older woman kneeling before them, her hands taped together behind her back, a strip of tape over her mouth. John reached down and ripped the tape from her mouth, smiling a sadistic smile when she screamed. “Well, Grandma, it’s time to teach you a lesson”, he said, his face filled with cruel joy.

***

To understand the events that are about to occur, you must understand what came before. John and Mark had been raised by their grandmother, Rose. Their mother had given birth to them young, at just sixteen, the same as her mother had given birth to her. But their mother didn’t make it through childbirth alive. After delivering Mark, it was as if her body just gave up.

Since no one knew who their father was, that left their grandmother to raise them. She lived in a small southern town, no more than one thousand people in total, in a small house on the outskirts of the actual town. And she was very religious, forcing the boys to go to church and beating them over the head with her beliefs.

This became particularly aggravating to them as they got older and their hormones came into the picture. Both of them got caught masturbating by their grandmother and, both times, she beat each of them with a belt.

Then, when John got caught behind the church one Sunday afternoon, with Susy Watkins, his grandmother beat him so hard that he couldn’t walk for the rest of the day. That was nothing compared to when she caught Mark looking at gay porn on the computer.

John could hear his brother’s screams as their grandmother bear him viciously, for what seemed like hours. The entire time she was screaming that being homosexual was a sin and that Mark would burn in hell if he didn’t change his ways.

After she finished, John watched as she went to her bedroom, her bible in hand. Then he snuck into his brother’s room, gasping at the sight. Mark’s legs were bloodied and bruised, his pillow soaked with his tears. John cautiously sat down beside his brother’s prone form and placed a hand on his back.

“I fucking hate her”, Mark said through his tears. “I know”, John said. “She’s a vicious old bitch and she needs to pay for what she did to you.” “She’s hurt both of us”, Mark reminded him. “Not just me. I can’t wait until we’re old enough to leave and get away from her forever.”

“That’s still a few years off”, John said, but a strange look was on his face. “But maybe, we could make her pay, punish her for being such a cunt to us.” “What did you have in mind”, Mark asked, leaning up and looking at his brother inquisitively. “Here’s my idea”, John said and, as he spoke, Mark smiled, hardly able to wait to put their plan into motion.

***

Now here it was, weeks later and they stood above their grandmother, her eyes filled with fear as John ripped the tape from her mouth. “Well Grandma, it’s time we teach you a lesson”, he said and smiled, a sadistic smile. “The only lesson needed here is for you two to respect your elders”, Rose said, trying to muster up her courage.

Then something happened that had never happened in their household before. John swung his open hand hard, his palm making contact with his grandmother’s face. She yelped in pain as a handprint appeared on her cheek, looking up at the young man before her. “Bitch, you will keep your mouth shut unless you want to be slapped again”, John said, surprising everyone there with his choice of words.

But Mark was quick to catch on and joined in. “That’s right, cunt. You’ve tormented us for years and now, it’s your turn. Your turn to feel pain and fear and shame”, he said, his anger rising quickly. “I was just trying to make sure you were on God’s path”, Rose said, forgetting she wasn’t supposed to speak.

This time, it was Mark who hit her, his hand smacking her opposite cheek. “Fuck you”, he said, spitting on her face. “No one is going to make me feel bad for who and what I am.” “That’s right”, John said, turning to his brother. “Go ahead and let out some of your frustration. I’ll be right back.”

Mark nodded at his brother and watched him leave the room. Then Mark turned back to Rose, tears running down her cheeks, which were already starting to bruise. “Please”, she whispered, crying out in pain when he hit her again, his fist closed this time. “You won’t get any mercy tonight, bitch. Not after the way you’ve abused us all these years”, he said and then hit her again, this time in her tits.

Rose had large tits, which were still surprisingly perky for a woman in her late forties. She cried out when his fist landed on her tit flesh, wishing for this night to end. But it was only just beginning. “I’ll bet it would hurt more if I made direct contact with your skin”, Mark said and fetched a pair of scissors from the kitchen.

Rose watched in horror as Mark cut her blouse from top to bottom, exposing her white bra underneath. He then proceeded to cut her bra off, completely exposing her tits, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. No one but her husband, who had left her years ago, had ever seen her naked. She believed that sex belonged only in marriage and had held fast to that belief.

Now her ample bosoms were exposed to her teenage grandson. She suddenly screamed, ripped from her thoughts and humiliating feelings, when his fist landed on her right breast. “That looks like fun”, she heard John say as he entered the room, carrying a familiar leather belt.

It was the same Escort belt she used when disciplining the boys, trying to keep them on the straight and narrow. Now she looked at it with fear, knowing that it was going to be used to hurt her. “I think I’ll join you”, John said before stepping close to his brother.

Suddenly his fist landed on her left breast, eliciting another scream from Rose. This went on for several minutes, until Rose’s tits were covered in fist sized bruises. Suddenly she saw John grab the scissors and hold the open blades to her right nipple.

She looked at him in terror, wanting to beg and plead for him not to, but she didn’t want to get hit again. “No, I’m not going to cut your nipples off”, he said and she felt a small hint of relief as he laid the scissors down. “Not yet, anyway”, he said and the feeling of relief vanished, knowing that, at any point, he might permanently mutilate her body. “I want you to feel the fear and terror we’ve felt all of our lives”, he said and then moved behind her.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the back, making her pitch forward, her face slamming into the tile floor. She tried not to scream, instead turning and watching Mark grab the scissors once more. “What are you doing”, she pleaded, which earned her a kick in her side.

She groaned, sure that a rib was bruised, still scared of why he had the scissors. Suddenly she felt her knee length skirt being cut away, followed by her panties. Even through the pain, Rose felt mortified that her vagina, her most sacred, hidden part, was exposed to her grandsons.

“That is a disgusting bush you’ve got there, cunt”, Josh said as he brandished the belt and turned to his brother. “You want to go first”, he asked, holding out the belt. Mark nodded and took it, then yanked his grandmother’s head up by her hair. “I’m going to beat you now. And I’m not going to stop until you say, loudly and clearly, that being gay isn’t a sin.”

“I can’t”, she whispered. “Then you’ll suffer, bitch”, he said, slamming her face to the ground. Rose cried out and tried to mentally prepare herself for what was to come. She hadn’t felt the sting of a belt since she was a child, her father used to punish her with his belt. And, no matter how much it hurt, she knew she couldn’t do what Mark wanted.

Suddenly she felt the sting of leather against her bare ass and she screamed out, feeling her resolve waver. Over the next several minutes, Mark repeatedly hit his grandmother with the belt. The leather strap landed on her ass, her legs, her back, and even a time or two on her pussy.

The final hit, when it hit her exposed cunt, Rose felt something inside her break. “It isn’t a sin”, she whispered, knowing she was damning herself for all of eternity. “I can’t hear you”, Mark said and raised the belt to strike again. “Being gay isn’t a sin”, Rose said, louder this time.

“See, that wasn’t so hard”, Mark said. “You just had to open your mind a little. Now”, he said, moving in front of her and kneeling next to John, “since it no longer bothers you that I’m gay, we have a show for you to watch. And if I see you look away, for even a moment, I’ll take that belt to those disgusting udders you call tits.”

Rose was completely shocked and horrified by what happened next. Rather than grabbing the computer and forcing her to watch gay porn, as she had expected, Mark turned to John and pulled down his shorts, freeing his cock. “Are you ready, big brother”, Mark asked as his hand wrapped around John’s seven inch dick. “I’m ready if you are”, John said and then Mark began licking and sucking on John’s cock.

“But you’re brothers”, Rose said, immediately regretting her words when John stopped Mark, then walked over and kicked her in the side again, before sliding his dick back down his brother’s throat. “Shut the fuck up, bigot. You will only speak when we tell you to. Mark realized he wasn’t going to meet any guys around here, so he asked if he could practice his skills on me. I must say, he’s quite good with his tongue.”

As John said that, Mark slid John’s shaft all the way down his throat, then slid his tongue out and ran it over John’s balls. “Goddamn, little brother”, John said, Rose’s eyes growing wide as he used that name so profanely. Mark sucked on John’s dick for several minutes before John removed his cock from Mark’s mouth.

“You’ll really enjoy this, bitch”, Mark said as he got on his hands and knees. John got on his knees behind his twin and lined up his dick with Mark’s puckered hole. Looking down, he could see Mark’s dick, only an inch shorter than his own, was rock hard in anticipation.

John pressed his dickhead against his brother’s familiar sphincter and then thrust forward, burying his entire length in one thrust. Rose watched in horror as John fucked Mark’s ass for the next fifteen minutes. John’s balls slapped against Mark’s, causing Mark to cry out in painful bliss.

Suddenly, John groaned and thrust deep, exploding inside his twin brother’s anus. Mark moaned as he felt his brother’s cum spurting deep inside his bowels. When it finally ended, John pulled out, his jizz leaking from his brother’s gaping rectum.

Then John grabbed his grandmother and flipped her over, onto her back. “If you’re wondering, no, I’m not gay. I’m not sure what I am yet, but I do enjoy a tight hole around my dick. Now, you’re going to use that tongue of yours and clean my cum from Mark’s asshole.” As he spoke, Mark straddled his grandmother’s face, cum leaking out and landing on her cheek.

She vehemently shook her head, unwilling to participate in such a sinful, depraved activity. “Then I’ll just go ahead and remove your nipples”, John said and reached for the scissors. Rose’s eyes grew wide Escort Bayan and her tongue shot from her mouth, almost of it’s own accord, just as Mark’s ass planted itself on her face.

She could taste the salty flavor of John’s cum, mixed with the tart flavor of Mark’s asshole. She quickly moved her tongue in and out of his anus, scooping out the cum and swallowing it, trying not to think about the fact that she was tongue fucking her own grandson.

Mark moaned as he felt his grandmother’s tongue scooping his brother’s cum from his asshole. “Damn, this cunt knows how to eat ass”, he said, laughing. “We should have done this a long time ago.” “Well, we will definitely make up for lost time”, John said, smiling as Mark stood up.

Rose could feel the tape around her wrists being cut and she could suddenly move her arms, but mostly she was grateful that she wasn’t having to clean out Mark’s ass anymore. However, her joy was short lived as she saw John standing above her, his still hard cock sticking straight out. “Get on your hands and knees, slut”, he ordered and she meekly obeyed.

Being called a slut was a slap in the face to the older, reserved woman, but she knew that better than to protest. “My brother’s asshole left my cock filthy”, John said, grabbing his grandmother’s hair and pulling her face close to his dick. “Use that mouth and clean it.” Rose could smell Mark’s ass on John’s shaft and she wrinkled her nose, but she opened her mouth, John shoving his dick inside.

He held her fast as he rammed his cock down her throat, not releasing her even when she started to gag. “You better use that tongue and get to cleaning, slut”, he said, raising his hand, as if to slap her. She quickly obeyed and began running her tongue over the cock that was forced into her mouth, hating the strong flavor that coated it.

Her eyes grew wide when she felt her extremely painful asscheeks get separated and then felt Mark spit on her asshole. She jerked back, trying to beg them not to rape her ass, but John held her steady, his cock still buried down her throat. “Now, is that any way for a loving grandmother to act? Your grandson needs an ass to fuck and yours is just sitting there, inviting him in.”

Tears filled her eyes anew as she felt Mark’s stiff dick press against her anal sphincter. No one, not even her husband, had ever had anal sex with her. Sodomy was a sin after all and she had prided herself on living a virtuous life. However, there was nothing she could do about what was going to happen, so, as sick as it was, she just tried to concentrate on John’s dick in her mouth.

However, there was no way she could ignore the explosion of searing pain as Mark forced his hard dick into her asshole. Rose screamed around John’s dick and he leaned down and slapped her. “Keep sucking, slut”, he said and she did her best to comply, as Mark forced more and more of his rigid shaft inside her.

“Fuck, she’s tight”, Mark said. “Almost like this bitch has never taken it up the ass before.” “Probably why her husband left her”, John said, pulling his dick out of his grandmother’s mouth and slapping her face with it. “God, I hope men’s asses feel this good”, Mark said as he finally rested his groin against Rose’s thick ass.

“You’ll find out one day, bro”, John said, then glared down at his grandmother as he started stroking his cock. “Beg for me to cum on your face. Tell me you need it, because you’re a disgusting whore. Otherwise, I’ll see if my cock can fit in your ass with Mark’s.”

Rose’s eyes grew wide, knowing that John wasn’t kidding. “Please, cum on my face”, she said, trying to hide the pain of Mark’s dick ramming in and out of her ass. “I need your cum on me, because I’m a disgusting whore.” “Well, since you asked so sweetly”, John said and stroked his cock several times before he erupted.

His jizz spewed out of his dick and landed in spurts on his grandmother’s face and in her hair. Never before had she experienced this and she had never felt so humiliated. Then she heard Mark laughing as he drove his shaft deep into her bowels. “Fuck, she is disgusting. Just look at the tramp”, he said, thrusting forward hard.

“You know, little brother, you’re right”, John said, an evil smile lighting up his face. “I should clean her off.” Then, without warning, he started pissing all over Rose’s face. She was shocked and tried to jerk her head away from his golden stream. “Hold your head still, cunt”, John said firmly. “And open your mouth. You look parched.”

Rose couldn’t help but obey, for fear that something worse would happen if she didn’t. She felt his warm piss splash on her cheek and in her eyes and then, as she opened her mouth, she tasted the acrid liquid. John seemed to take a particularly sadistic delight in the look on her face and aimed the rest of his piss into her open mouth. “Now, swallow”, he said and she quickly obeyed, desperate not to taste his piss on her tongue.

Within seconds, she felt her stomach turning, bile rising in her throat. Without warning, she began to vomit, her puke pooling on the floor underneath her. “Fuck, that’s disgusting, you filthy whore”, John said, slapping her hard. “I’m sorry”, she whispered, not daring to look up at him.

“Well, sorry isn’t enough. You always made such a fuss about how these floors needed to be kept clean, so clean up your mess”, he said. “How”, she asked, looking back at Mark, his dick still ramming into her asshole. “You have a tongue, don’t you”, John said and Rose quickly realized what he was implying.

“I can’t”, she said and he yanked her head up by her hair. “You can and you will”, he said, before shoving her face down in the puddle of refuse. “And, if you vomit again, you’ll lick it Bayan Escort up again.” Rose shuddered as she felt her own vomit on her face, knowing she had no choice to obey.

She stuck her tongue out and scooped up some of the puke, forcing herself to swallow it and keep it down. At that moment, Mark thrust forward particularly hard, shoving Rose’s face down into the vomit once more. Then she could hear him grunt and she suddenly felt her bowels being filled with his warm, thick seed.

After several minutes, he finally pulled out of her now gaping asshole and walked over next to John, watching Rose as she pitifully licked up the last of the vomit. Then he grabbed her hair and yanked her head to his dick. “Now, clean me off, slut. Taste the filth of your own ass”, he said and shoved his cock into her mouth.

Rose gagged and had to fight down the urge to vomit, clearly tasting the flavor of her own ass on Mark’s cock. It was stronger and tangier than his flavor had been. As she sucked his dick clean, she looked up at him. There wasn’t a sign of pleasure in his eyes, just hatred.

As Mark pulled his dick from her mouth, Rose felt John grab her by the waist and flip her onto her back. She looked down at him to see that he once again held the belt and she felt terror rising up in her. John smiled as he watched fear filling his grandmother’s eyes. “You didn’t think I was going to miss my chance to beat you, did you?”

He looked down at her and spat, his saliva landing next to her labia. Then he swung the belt, the leather strap landing directly on her pussy, causing her to cry out. She heard Mark laughing as John swung the belt again, harder this time. It hit her pussy again, the tip of the belt snapping on her stomach. She coule already feel a welt rising up, yet she knew he was just getting started.

And she was right. John hit her cunt and stomach with the belt several times, losing count at twenty. When he finally stopped, her pussy lips were red and puffy, the public area around them covered in bruises. And there were several welts appearing on her stomach.

“There, I think you’re ready”, John said and Rose looked at him questioning, wiping her tears from her eyes. “Remember beating me for fucking Susy Watkins? You said she was a tramp and a whore and that I was letting the fire in my loins burn with the devil’s fire.” Rose could remember the event vividly, she’d been so shocked to find her teenage grandson burying his cock in the girl.

“Well, I need to fuck someone and you’ve scared off every girl around here”, John said with an evil smile as he got on his knees. His hard cock slapped against Rose’s labia, causing her to yelp in pain at the impact on her sensitive area. “I know it’s been awhile, so you’re probably tight. And I just want to say, I really hope this hurts”, John said, lining up his dick and then thrusting into his grandmother’s cunt.

Rose screamed out as pain from her abused pussy exploded throughout her body. And John wasn’t gentle. He started hammering her hard, his dick ramming deep inside her pussy. It had been so long since she had a dick inside her that Rose had forgotten how good it felt. She started to relax and enjoy it, but quickly stopped herself when he remembered who was fucking, or rather raping, her.

“Goddamn, she is tight”, John said as he plowed into her velvety depths. “At least I’ll have something to fuck until we leave home.” Mark laughed at this and joined in. “By the time we move out, she’s going to have gaping, destroyed holes.” Rose’s thoughts filled with terror as she realized that they meant to do this again and again, not stopping with just this one time.

She suddenly felt weight on her face and looked up to see Mark sitting down on her mouth again. “Eat my ass while he wrecks that pussy, whore. A good slut makes herself useful”, he said and she again winced at the degrading word, but she obeyed. Her tongue slid into his asshole, Mark moaning as she ran her tongue over his prostate.

John moaned as he plowed into his grandmother’s cunt over and over again, his rigid dick slamming deep into her womb. He could feel his balls filling with sperm, nearly ready to explode. As he thrust forward, he leaned over and slapped his grandmother’s left breast as hard as he could.

Rose screamed in agony as John’s palm made contact with her abused tit flesh. The scream was like a sweet melody to John’s ears and he felt his dick swell and then explode inside his grandmother’s pussy. He spurted out ropes of cum, painting the inside of her twat with his seed.

When he pulled out, jizz ran out of her hole, down to her worn out asshole. He smiled as he looked down at the woman who had tormented him and his brother for so many years. Now, she was nothing more than an abused, bruised pile of flesh. One that he would use and abuse many more times before he left home.

Mark stood when he saw his brother had pulled out of their grandmother. “You ready to call it a night”, Mark asked and John nodded. Rose breathed a sigh of relief, believing that her nightmare was over. However, her eyes grew wide when she saw Mark fetch a cage, just big enough for a medium sized dog.

“Get in”, John said and Rose obeyed, terrified of what would happen if she didn’t. She crawled into the cage, forced nearly into the fetal position to fit inside. Then she heard a padlock click closed, sealing her inside.

John and Mark lifted the cage and carried it down to the dark basement, setting it down in a particularly dark corner under the stairs. Rose looked up at them through the slits in the side of the cage. “You can’t leave me in here. What if I need to use the bathroom in the middle of the night?” “Nothing’s stopping you”, John said and then he and Mark walked up the stairs and locked the door behind them.

(I left the story a little open at the end. If anyone would like to see more, please let me know in the comments.)

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Time Manipulation Mind Control

Chapter Nine: Begging to be Owned

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Krystal Sampson

“When is Justin going to unpause time?” I asked, standing roughly where I believe that I was when he froze time to begin with. At least I thought it was the right section of my college’s hallway. It was hard to remember after the naughty things I did.

My cheeks burned from the shameful pleasure of eating out my time-frozen mother’s pussy full of my brother’s jizz. I couldn’t believe I enjoyed doing that. I was a hundred percent gay. Right? I definitely liked girls. And pussy. The taste of Brittany, the English exchange student, lingered on my lips. She had a juicy snatch. I devoured her with Ji-Yun, my friend and lover.

“Your brother’s a horndog,” Ji-Yun said. She gave me a big smile that spread across her delicate cheeks. She had that porcelain, Korean doll-like look. Her silky, black hair was gathered in a braid that fell down to her tight rump. I loved how it swayed as she wiggled her body. “Maybe we can find another pussy full of his cum for you to eat out.”

The sly look my friend gave me made me shudder. A part of me wanted that. Another part of me wondered if I’d messed up Ji-Yun with my commands. I accidentally made her a lesbian or bi the day before, but it also seemed like I’d opened her up to be more honest about these… incestuous fantasies she had. Not that I judged since I had so many incestuous fantasies about my mother. Fantasies I could indulge in now. But Ji-Yun was… fixated on me eating my brother’s jizz.

I didn’t want to think about that implication. My brother didn’t give my friend any commands while she was frozen in time earlier. If he had, he would just turn her into his slut. Justin had a one-track mind.

But if he had messed with her…

A tinge of anger fed into my frustration. I just wanted to stop waiting here. It had to be time. He said ten minutes. Though everything was paused, the clock on my cell phone still worked. It couldn’t find a signal, so it was running off its internal timer, I guessed. It would sink up with the satellites when time flowed again.

I stamped my foot, letting out a frustrated moan. My brother better not have messed with my Ji-Yun.

“I swear, I want to march through school and find out what skank—”

Energy rushed around me like a wave. It splashed over me. Reality lurched about me. Students frozen in mid stride, moved again like nothing had happened. A cacophony of sound—their steps, their conversations, the rustling of their clothes—assaulted my ears. Ji-Yun winced beside me, shaking her head as the students flowed past us.

“Finally,” I said, nodding my head in satisfaction. “Let’s get to Miss Daisy’s class. I want to see if my commands to her took!”

Ji-Yun nodded her head, her hand clutching mine. We took two steps forward when this Black girl name Evelyn stop before me. She blinked and then groaned, her body shuddering like a sudden wave of arousal washed through her. I grinned as her hands shot down then slid up beneath her skirt. Right there in the middle the hallway, she wiggled her hips and drew down a pair of dainty, lilac panties. As she stepped out of them, a couple guys paused and grinned. They stared at her like a pack of hungry animals.

That was all boys were. Hungry animals. Justin was the worst.

Evelyn straightened. She thrust her balled-up panties at me, saying, “Please, enjoy the scent of my hot cunt on my panties.”

“Thank you, Evelyn,” I said, not hiding my grin as I took them from her. I gave this command to every hot girl I came across while time was frozen. I brought her panties to my nose. The warmth of her pussy lingering on the cloth made my fingers tingle. I inhaled, savoring her spicy musk.

“Oh, my God, can’t believe I just did that,” Evelyn moaned then darted away.

Ji-Yun giggled beside me. “You’re just a big lezzie perv, Krystal.”

I inhaled Evelyn’s panties again then moaned, “Yep!”

A group of guys darted past us, almost growling and snarling like the animals I believed them to be. They pushed through the hallway, guys shouting at them, girl screeching as they leapt out of the way. “Assholes!” someone shouted. “You fucking cock-suckers almost trampled me. Fucking dicks!”

I shook my head. Boys were such animals.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Salome “Sam” Shapiro

I leaned against the wall next to the single-use, gender-neutral bathroom. The door to the boys’ restroom lay to my right, the girls to the left beyond the small bathroom’s door. Justin had to be in one of them fucking his sex slave Aurora. Where else could he have gone? I had only turned my back for a moment to check my phone.

I wanted to tell him what I’d learned.

I watched the septic worker in the gray jumpsuits, the logo for his company on his back. A large explosion behind the name of the company. Nasty Sewage Assault! NSA. According to Ipso_Custodes’s post on a message board, the NSA (National Security Agency) was in the area searching for the location of the strange time distortions that threw off all the atomic clocks in the world by nanoseconds, a unit time so small it took only the most precise instruments to measure. Atomic clocks being off was an unprecedented event. It would have to take a distortion in spacetime to cause it, affecting gravity in a wave radiating out from around here.

It excited me as much as my new relationship with Justin. I want to talk to him all about it. To tell him of my suspicions that the Nasty Sewage Assault workers were actually NSA agents hunting down the source of the gravitons at our college.

But would a good girlfriend interrupt her boyfriend? I was so new to this. Justin deserve to have this fun with his sex slave. Did I have any right to disrupt that? I could be patient.

Luckily, the conversation on the message board was heating up as I posted my suspicions. I kept watching the worker out of the corner of my eye. He held what appeared to be a cell phone in his hand, sweeping it around. Was it actually some sort of instrument? Something to detect minute variances in local gravity?

This was also fascinating.

The potential NSA agent vanished around the corner. I squirmed, a part of me wanted to follow him. I pushed up my glasses then continued posting on the forum, putting in a physical deion the potential agent. This was much more important than going to my useless social studies class.

Shouts echoed down the hallway. I glanced up to see a group of guys rushing around the corner, running in an almost hunched-over manner. I cocked my head as their shouts sounded almost animalistic. Like bestial excitement had burst out of them. With a roar, they raced even faster, charging down the hallway past me. My head tracked them as they barreled right towards…

Pearline?

The Black girl had straightened up her clothing from getting fucked outside the college by her cohorts. I found that to be mild interest, surprised that such lewd behavior was tolerated at our school. It was like things were… changing. People were not acting the way they should. And yet… somehow it felt right.

My forehead furrowed as the baying pack of guys swarmed Pearline and grabbed her. They ripped at her clothes. She let out a moan of wanton delight, gasping, “Yes, yes, you can fuck me too, boys! I’m a slut!”

I shook my head. It was definitely odd. Like Justin’s parents showing up at school and…

Well, the sex part wasn’t odd. Was it? I mean, Justin could fuck his mother, but… but incest… That was illegal. So why did I find it acceptable for Justin to fuck his mother, but not for another person to do that?

Curious.

Things were definitely getting weird in our school. What had happened? I need to learn more about this Project KRONOS. I needed to talk to Justin about all this. A wave of annoyance washed through me.

How long would it take him to fuck his sex slave in the bathroom?

“Yes, yes, ram those cocks into—” Pearline’s words were cut off as she took dicks now from both ends.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Justin Sampson

I groaned into the kiss with Shelly, a gorgeous blonde that was in my gym class. Her round, naked tits pressed against my side as she clung to me. She kissed me with such hunger, making it so hard to think. She had been mind-controlled by me when I froze time in the girls’ locker room. I just restored it, unleashing an orgy.

Two other girls were pleasing my cock. Tracy and Rebecca were both nuzzling around the tip, their hands stroking up and down my shaft. Their soft lips nibbled on the spongy crown, their mouths brushing together as they jiggled in delight. They were so eager to please me.

Because they were my sex slaves now.

I didn’t intend for them to be my sex slaves. I just wanted to start an orgy in the girls’ locker room. What nineteen-year-old college student wouldn’t want to be in the middle of that? Before I unpaused time, I let my sex slave Aurora fuck Tracy with a strap-on dildo. At the same moment, I fucked Aurora from behind, moaning how she was my sex slave. That I owned her pussy.

Tracy and Rebecca, who was standing right by us, heard me talking. They didn’t know I was speaking to Aurora. They just heard those words and it changed them, rewriting their thoughts and hypnotizing them the believing they were my sex slaves. Now they were horny and needed to worship me.

“Enjoy them,” Aurora moaned beside me as my sex slave was pushing Jeanette down onto all fours. Aurora still wore her strap-on. It was clear she was eager to fuck the petite nineteen-year-old. I could see my sex slave’s excitement out of the corner of my eyes as she lined up her dildo. “Mmm, yes, Master, you’re going to enjoy having a whole harem of sex slaves. Ooh, and soon Petra and Paris will be begging to join, too!”

She was so right. I should just enjoy this. Tracy and Rebecca would be happy now, and soon I would have a whole harem of sex slaves. All those girls who ignored me would serve me. And Sam, too. My girlfriend could join in on the fun.

I just needed to be more careful about the words I spoke when time was paused. I needed to think about the unexpected consequences. Like turning Aurora into a sex slave. Or my parents showing up at my college with my dad begging me to cuckold him and my mom dripping wet and aching to be fucked by me.

I groaned at the pleasure rippling out of me. My two new sex slaves’ mouth licked and sucked on my dick. At the same time, Shelly felt amazing as she humped against me. She rubbed her shaved, wet pussy on my thigh. The coed slut ground her cunt against me as she moaned into the kiss. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, dueling with mine. Her juices coated my leg and dribbled down towards my knee.

“Coach Johnson,” moaned Melissa. The Black girl was shuddering as she leaned against the end of the row of lockers while our school’s dyke PE teacher munched away at her snatch. At least that command was working out. Inside the locker room, Coach Johnson could eat any pussy she wanted. She could indulge in her lust for her students’ pussies.

“Oh, my God, yes!” Melissa moaned. “She’s got her Escort tongue jammed so deep in me!” Melissa cupped her round, ebony breasts. Her fingers sank into them as she enjoyed the lesbian coach’s ministrations.

“Aurora!” groaned Jeanette. I heard the slap of flesh against flesh. I caught a glimpse of Aurora’s blonde ponytail dancing on her back as she fucked the kneeling girl. “Oh, yes, yes it’s so hot. I’m so glad you’re fucking me, Aurora!”

Rebecca’s and Tracy’s tongues fluttered around the tip of my dick. I groaned into Shelly’s mouth. My hands slid down the blonde’s back to grip her ass. Her butt-cheek clenched and flexed beneath my fingers as she ground her hot cunt against my thigh. She whimpered into the kiss, clutching to me. Her nipples were diamond-hard as they rubbed on my chest.

It was incredible. I had three coed sluts, two who were my new sex slaves, loving me. I could get to enjoy this every day. What was a better way to spend my PE class than having orgies in the girls’ locker room?

I groaned as one of my sex slaves sucked the tip of my dick into her mouth while the other one licked at the shaft. I bet that was Tracy nibbling and kissing down my cock’s length since the girl was working on the right side. Tracy’s side. She went lower and lower until she reached the base.

Tracy moaned as she nuzzled her lips into my pubic hair and smooched down to my balls. I grunted into Shelly’s mouth as my brunette sex slave sucked on my nuts. She went back and forth, her tongue bathing each one while Rebecca bobbed her mouth on my shaft. The cheerleader-slave sucked my cock with such enthusiasm.

“Oh, yes, you’re enjoying your new slaves, aren’t you, Master?” Aurora moaned as she thrust away. The slap of her crotch against Jeanette’s rump echoed through the locker room.

I broke the kiss with Shelly and groaned, “Yes!”

“I’m so happy,” Tracy moaned. “Rebecca, let me suck on his dick now.”

Rebecca popped her mouth off my dick, that last moment of suction sending a jolt down my cock. Then she moaned, “Enjoy him, Tracy.”

It was so hot as the two girls switch positions. Rebecca threw herself into sucking on my balls, making my sensitive nuts send jolts of pleasure up to the tip of my shaft. Tracy engulfed my crown in her hungry mouth, her tongue dancing around the spongy tip.

“Jesus,” I groaned, my hands squeezing into Shelly’s rump.

“I know,” Shelly moaned. Her shaved pussy felt incredible on my thigh. “I want to cum just from grinding on you, Justin! This is so hot. Ooh, I love this. Why didn’t we ever do this before? Why would I ever think this was wrong?”

Aurora laughed, her ponytail bouncing on her supple back. Then she gasped as two of the girls, the Latina Rita and the black-haired Courtney, latched onto her nipples. Both girls were sucking on Aurora’s tits as she fucked Jeanette hard. Aurora’s head snapped back up as she moaned out in delight.

“Enjoy yourself, slut,” I growled.

“I am, Master!” Aurora gasped, her cute ass flexing as she drove her dildo into Jeanette’s cunt.

“Oh my God, yes!” Jeanette moaned, the petite girl trembling as she took the fake cock deep in her twat.

“Mmm, I’m going to cum all over your thigh, Justin,” Shelly hissed in my ear.

She rubbed her hot snatch up and down my leg then worked her hips in slow circles. I loved the feel of her silky pussy lips. The hard nodule of her clit caressed me. She nipped my ear as she panted, her hot breath washing over my neck.

It added more stimulation to the delight Tracy and Rebecca gave my cock and balls.

The two sluts were switching back and forth, sucking on my dick for a few moments, letting me feel their hot mouths around my dick before passing it off to the other. Tracy sucked with a hungry need, eager for my cum to fire into her mouth. Rebecca’s tongue was so lithe as it swirled all the way around my tip in between her hard sucks.

When they weren’t bobbing their heads on my dick, they were kissing at the shaft or nibbling on my balls. They both stared up at me, their brown and blonde hair swaying together as they switched back and forth. Worship shone their eyes. That same need to please me that I saw in Aurora’s green depths. Every moment brought me closer and closer.

“I went to cum all over both your faces,” I growled. “I’m going to coat your faces in my seed.”

“Yes,” Rebecca moaned. The blonde cheerleader licked her precum-stained lips “Do it, Master!”

Tracy popped her mouth off my dick, handed it over to Rebecca, and groaned, “Yes, yes, show all these other girls that you own us!”

“He owns me, too!” Aurora is. “I’m his head slave.”

“When you obey Aurora,” I groaned as Rebecca’s tongue danced across the crown of my dick before she sucked hard, “you’re obeying me.”

“Yes,” my brunette sex slave moaned.

Rebecca popped her mouth off my dick making a wet sound echoing over the moans the other girls. Tracy captured the crown of my dick in her warm mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with aggressive desire. My balls tightened, my jizz approaching a hot boil.

Eyes flicked around the room. Two girls, Ellie and Veronica, were sixty-nining nearby, feasting on each other’s pussy with such hungry need. Melissa still squirmed against the end of the locker, grinding her pussy on our coach’s face. The Black girl had her head thrown back, gasping out in ecstasy. Aurora moaned, cradling Rita and Courtney to her breasts as she plowed into Jeanette’s cunt faster and faster.

“Oh, my God, I’m going to cum!” Jeanette moaned. “Oh, my God, Aurora!”

“Do it!” my sex slave. “You’re my lezzie slut right now! My Master’s watching this! We’re making him so hard!”

“You are,” I groaned as Rebecca sucked my dick into her mouth, Tracy nibbling on the shaft.

“Yes, yes, cum!” Shelly moaned, her pussy molten against my thigh. “Oh, fuck, Justin!”

Shelly’s ass clenched beneath my groping hand. She slid her pussy high up my thigh, coating me in her cream. She clutched me so tight, her mouth nibbling and chewing on my chin. She shuddered against me, her nipples so hard. She whimpered out in orgasmic delight.

A flood of her juices gushed down my thigh. I groaned, groping her rump as she shuddered against me. She climaxed just from humping against me, grinding that hot pussy on me. I loved it. It made my dick ache more and more in Rebecca’s sucking mouth.

“Justin!” groaned the cumming slut. “Oh, my God, this feels incredible! I could just hump against you all day!”

“Just a randy bitch,” Tracy moaned before she sucked on my ball.

“Uh-huh,” I grunted, cum swelling in my balls.

The moans of the orgy raced around me. All these girls were loving each other. They were licking and sucking and fucking each other. Melissa ground her pussy against Coach Johnson’s hungry mouth. Aurora fucked Jeanette’s cunt hard with that thick dildo. Rita and Courtney sucked and nibbled on my cheerleader-slave’s nipples, spurring Aurora to fuck Jeanette faster and faster.

Tracy and Rebecca swapped places. Tracy’s hungry, sucking mouth plunged over the tip of my dick. She bobbed her head fast, taking as much of my dick in her mouth as she could. I groaned as Rebecca flicked her tongue up and down my shaft, her dainty hands cupping and massaging my balls.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Melissa held, the Black girl squeezing those ebony tits. “Coach Johnson, yes! You love eating my juicy cunt! Oh, my fucking god, yes!”

I watched her cum on the coach’s face. I watched her shudder and shiver, the pleasure surging through the Black girl. Her head threw back, her fingers digging into her round tits as she was lost to the sapphic ecstasy.

“Oh, my god, that’s so hot,” Aurora moaned, her crotch smacking into Jeanette’s rump.

“Yes,” Jeanette moaned. “Melissa looks so beautiful cumming on Coach Johnson’s face.”

“Yes,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in Tracy’s hungry mouth.

Then she and Rebecca swapped again. My cheerleader-slave swirled her tongue about out of my dick. Her golden hair danced about her shoulders as she stared up at me with worship. Shelly ground her cunt on me, moaning and gasping, more of her juices flowing down my thighs. Tracy went back to playing with my balls, sucking on them, caressing them with her tongue.

I couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Aurora!” Jeanette cried out. “Oh, my God, I can’t believe I’m cumming! I’m cumming from getting fucked by a dildo!”

SMACK!

Aurora slapped Jeanette’s ass and grunted, “Because you’re my lezzie slut right now!”

“I am, Aurora!” moaned the petite girl.

It was like those words had set off my sex slave. Aurora buried to the hilt in Jeanette while her ponytail danced down her lithe back. My sex slave cried out in rapture, her head tossed back. Her body shuddered. I caught a profile of her round breasts heaving as she shuddered. This was so hot to watch.

I was so glad my sex slave got to experience this pleasure. I wanted Aurora to have all the rapturous orgasms she could enjoy.

“Fuck!” I groaned, Rebecca’s tongue caressing the spongy tip of my dick. “I’m going to cum!”

“Yes, yes, cum, Justin,” Shelly moaned as she kept grinding her hot cunt on my thigh. “It’s the best!”

“I want to erupt on your faces, slaves!” I growled.

“You heard our Master!” screamed Aurora, her face twisting in orgasmic rapture.

Tracy and Rebecca sprang into action. Both grabbed my dick, pressing their cheeks together as they leaned in to please the tip. They stared up at me, one pair of blue eyes and another brown begging me to spill my jizz across their faces.

“Jizz all over our faces, Master!” Tracy moaned.

“Just coat us in your spunk!” gasped Rebecca.

My two naughty sex slaves fisted my dick, Rebecca’s hand above Tracy’s. It was too much. They both wanted it. I couldn’t deny my new sex slaves my jizz. With a loud grunt, I erupted.

Rapture fired out of my dick as my cum exploded onto their faces. Ropy lines of jizz splashed across both their features. I groaned as the ecstasy barreled into my mind. It lifted me to such heights of bliss.

Stars burst across my vision. I hugged Shelly tight against me as I unloaded more and more of my jizz. I coated their faces. I painted them in my pearly seed. My jizz splattered across their features. I groaned at how naughty they looked drenched in my seed.

“Oh, my God, that is so hot to watch,” Shelly moaned against me, still grinding that juicy snatch on my thigh. “Fuck!”

More of her cream gushed out of her as she plunged into another orgasm.

“That’s so hot, Master!” Aurora moaned, watching me over her shoulder as she just gripped Jeanette’s hips.

Rita and Courtney were no longer sucking on her nipples, but were on the ground, kissing each other, groping each other’s tits. The two loved each other with a passion, consumed by my commands.

“Ooh, I want to taste,” Aurora said. She ripped her dildo out of Jeanette’s juicy pussy. As the last of my spunk spurted out of my cock, Aurora turned to join her fellow sex slave. I smiled, buzzing from my orgasm and—

“Jefe!” A new voice screamed at the top of her lungs. “Fuck me!”

Petra rushed at me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Salome Escort Bayan “Sam” Shapiro

I tapped my foot, my impatience mounting. How much longer was Justin going to fuck his sex slave? It had been fifteen minutes already. Surely, he should have unloaded in her cunt by now.

I glanced down the hallway where the barking, growling boys were gangbanging Pearline. She was utterly naked now, her ebony flesh coated in their cum. They were jerking their cocks, splashing ropy spunk across her features when they couldn’t get into one of her juicy holes. Not long ago, President Bill had come around and had shooed away the proessors and staff trying to stop it.

Very unusual.

The ginger-haired “sewage worker” was also watching the animalistic boys fucking Pearline. He held a smart phone, taking pictures, clearly interested in their pleasure. He had a big grin on his face, the sort of perverted look that Justin would have if he witnessed it. I glanced over my shoulder at the bathroom door.

Justin would love to see this.

I pushed down another flare of impatience as I studied the “sewage worker.” Was he an NSA agent? He was interested in the sex, but it was such a fascinating thing to watch. Pearline’s ebony tits bounced and jiggled, pearly cum dripping down her swaying mounds’ sides. There was a perverse part of me that wanted to lick the jizz off of those breasts. Especially if it was Justin’s.

I squirmed, looking down on my phone. There was a new post.

Ipso_Custodes asked: “SalomeIsBored, is anything else weird going on that your college?”

“There is a Black girl getting gangbanged,” I reported. SalomeIsBored was my handle. President Bill stopped anyone from interfering. He allowed it to progress. It is very unusual.”

“Gangbang?” posted PleromaBirthright.

“That is very interesting,” commented FuckZuckerberg.

“Interesting. That is messed up. It shouldn’t be happening at a college. What else is going on, SalomeIsBored?” asked Ipso_Custodes.

I almost started typing about Justin’s parents, but I shouldn’t divulge my boyfriend’s secret. This strange hesitation gripped me. I didn’t normally hesitate to talk about anything. No subject was off limits, and yet… I also didn’t mention his sudden acquisition of a sex slave. Another… bizarre thing. My forehead furrowed. It perplexed me that I didn’t want to share this. I didn’t want to post this on the Internet. Justin wasn’t ashamed of it, nor was I.

Something affected my mind?

“Those Project KRONOS have anything to do with mind control?” I asked.

“If our government’s intelligence agencies are involved, I want to put it past them,” Ipso_Custodes posted.

“MK Ultra!!!” FuckZuckerberg typed.

I really need to talk to Justin. If there was some sort of government mind control program running around, changing how people acted. He needed to know. It might be affecting him. It might be affecting me. Was that why I was suddenly… so open to telling him about my feelings? Why did I think it was okay for Justin to have sex with his mother, but it would be wrong for anyone else? Why did President Bill think it was okay for Pearline to be gangbanged in the middle of the hall?

I grasped the handle for the single-use bathroom. I twisted the knob and threw it open, expecting to find Justin fucking Aurora hard and…

It was empty.

I frowned, swelling the lingering scent of Justin’s mother’s pussy. I thought Justin and Aurora had dived in here. Did they go into a different restroom? Where else could they have gotten to so fast? They couldn’t teleport… Or… If Project KRONOS was messing with time, space could also be affected.

First, I had to confirm if Justin was around.

Without hesitation, I plunged into the boys’ restroom, passing their urinals while marching for the three stalls in the back. They were painted beige instead of the pink of the girls’ restroom. I thrust the first stall open.

Empty.

Second. The third. Nothing. Justin wasn’t in here.

I whirled around and marched out of the bathroom. Pearline was gasping in delight, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing down the hallway. The guys were baying like a pack of hounds now, most of them jerking off their dicks as they watch their two friends fuck the girl from either end. I marched past the single-use bathroom, ignoring them, and entered the girls’ restroom. There were seven stalls here.

I checked them all. Empty.

Frowning, I opened my phone. I had an app. It wasn’t precisely… legal. I had to jailbreak my phone to install it. I punched in Justin’s number and waited to see if I could get a ping off his GPS. I had to talk to him. This was so important.

He was in the girls’ locker room. What was he doing in there?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Justin Sampson

Petra, her clothing still disarrayed from masturbating before the locker rooms, rushed to me. Her right breast bounced before her, exposed. I stared at the heaving, golden-brown mound as the Hispanic girl rushed closer. Her light-brown, curly hair danced around her expression. She had a wild look on her face, her dark eyes glassy.

Her fingers had a juicy gleam about them.

“Justin!” she moaned as she fell to her knees beside Tracy, who was still kissing Rebecca, the two sex slaves licking my jizz off each other. Aurora was on the other side, kneeling by Rebecca. Aurora had a look of such glee on her face. “I’m so glad to find you in here!”

“You need something, Petra?” I asked, not concealing the smile growing on my face.

“Yes, Petra, is there something you wanted to tell Justin?” Aurora asked, her gloating glee dripping from her words. “Something that you claimed was… impossible.”

“Yes, you are right, Aurora!” Petra stared up at me. “Justin, make me your puta. Make me your sex slave like Aurora!”

My smile grew. “Why?”

“Because… I just realized how sexy you are. It’s been driving me wild all day at school. I can’t think of anything else. I can’t stop myself from touching my body. I’m so horny. I keep almost cumming and cumming, but I never get there. I just know that you’ll satisfy me. That if I’m your sex slave, I will finally get all the pleasure I crave. Please, Justin, make me your puta!”

“So you really want to be my puta, huh?” I asked Petra, loving the way she squirmed before me, golden-brown boob exposed.

She nodded her head. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I can’t deny this horny ache. I know I will cum so hard if I submit to you. That’s what I need. Please, let me be your slave, Jefe. Please!”

“Well, how can you say no to that, Master?” Aurora asked. “She’s as much a whore as I am. And she’s finally realizing it.”

“I am, Aurora,” Petra said. “I’m so sorry for being in a bitch to you. I’m just so confused. And my boyfriend, Steve, is fucking your boyfriend and Lance. It’s all so fucked up. None of this makes any sense. I just need to cum.”

“Then strip. Show me that body.” I licked my lips, staring down at her. “Show me that you’re utterly devoted to serving me.”

“Yes, Jefe!” She grabbed her blouse and ripped it over her head, her curly, light-brown hair spilling about her flushed face. Her tits jiggled, the exposed one swaying more than the one still held in her bra. She reached behind her and unfasten her bra, exposing both of her large tits. They were just soft, so pliant. They reminded me of my mother’s tits, though Petra’s had such a delicious, golden-brown hue to them. Her nipples fat and brown. She wiggled on her knees, working up her skirt and panties in one go, exposing her triangular tuft of pubic hair leading down to her shaved vulva.

Cupping her tits, she stared at me with that adoration. “I’m your sex slave, Jefe!”

“Yeah, you are, slut,” Aurora moaned.

“Tracy, Rebecca, stop licking my cum off your faces. Save some for your new fellow sex slave.” I glanced at Petra. “Well, slut?”

The Hispanic whore didn’t hesitate. She groaned and pressed her face towards Tracy’s. She licked up a line of pearly spunk running from Tracy’s neck up to her ear. I groaned as one of the bitches who used to make fun of me now eagerly lapped up my cum off another girl’s face. I smiled as I stared down at my harem. Aurora nuzzled against Rebecca’s cheek, doing the same thing as Petra.

They were sluts for my cum.

Tracy turned her head, letting Petra find new places to lick. The Hispanic whore moaned as she gathered more and more of my pearly spunk. The jizz gathered on her tongue before she yanked it into her mouth. She moaned, savoring the flavor. She was such a wonderful sex slave. Petra found more and more of my pearly cum to enjoy.

Then she was kissing Tracy. Their tongues were dancing together. On the other side, Aurora was snowballing my jizz back and forth with Rebecca. I groaned as I took in this wonderful moment, the moans of girls gasping and shuddering echoed around me. Shelly gasped as she was pulled away from me by Coach Johnson. The blonde girl who was humping against my thigh now ground her cunt on the older woman’s hungry mouth. Melissa grabbed Jeanette, the pair falling into a hot sixty-nine.

“Goddamn, I love stopping time,” I muttered. “This is fucking amazing.”

My four sex slaves moaned and groaned as they shared my cum. The two blonde cheerleaders had their lips glued together now, Aurora’s round breasts nuzzling into Rebecca’s firm tits. Aurora still wore her strap-on. It glistened with Jeanette’s pussy juices. An idea slowly rose in my mind.

I smiled.

I glanced at Petra, her tongue dueling with Tracy’s. The two sluts clutched each other, their faces almost merged together as they loved sharing my cum. As if they felt me watching, Petra and Tracy broke the kiss to look up at me.

For moment, a line of spittle connected their lush lips. It snapped.

“Do you want me to do something else, Jefe?” asked Petra.

“Yes, I do. You been such a pain in my ass over the years. Been such a fucking bitch to me.”

She swallowed. “I just didn’t know, Jefe. I’m so sorry. I’ll do anything to make up for it. I’m your puta. Use me. Abuse me. Just let me cum!”

“I’m going to fuck you so hard up your ass. It’s only fair, right?” I gave her an evil grin.

“That’s only fair, Jefe.”

“And while I’m fucking your ass, you’re going to be riding that pussy up and down Aurora’s strap-on.”

Aurora broke her kiss with Rebecca, her green eyes bursting with joy. “Thank you, Master! I love fucking Petra with my strap on.”

Petra nodded her head. “Our maricón boyfriends used to love watching that. They were probably wishing they were sticking each other.” Anger flashed across Petra’s face. “¡Chingados!”

She did not like being cheated on.

Aurora stretched out on her back, her hand gripping the base of her dildo. It thrust up into the air, a dark-purple shaft of rubber glistening with Jeanette’s dew. She waggled it as Petra crawled around Tracy and Rebecca to reach her. My Hispanic sex slave had such a naughty grin on her face, staring at the dildo like it was a siren leading her to such naughty pleasures.

Petra threw her limber thigh over Aurora’s waist. My Bayan Escort chief sex slave held the dildo up, aiming it right at Petra’s shaved snatch. The dark-purple tip nuzzled into my Hispanic sex slave’s plump lips. Petra’s back arched as she sank down it.

“¡Madre de Dios!” moaned Petra. “I love riding a dildo.”

She looked over her shoulder at me, giving me a smoking look. She reached behind her, parting her golden-brown butt-cheeks. She exposed her puckered sphincter. “The only thing that would make it better, Jefe, will be for you to slide that big, thick dick into my asshole.”

“Fuck her ass, Master!” Tracy moaned.

“Can I eat out Tracy’s pussy while you do?” asked Rebecca.

“I want you two sluts sixty-nining while I fuck Petra’s asshole!” I growled, advancing on my Hispanic slave.

Tracy and Rebecca squealed in delight. They shifted around as I passed them, eager to devour each other. I would make sure my sex slaves had all the pussy they wanted to eat.

I fell to my knees behind Petra. I stared at that rump. I smacked my cock against her right butt-cheek, making it jiggled. I loved the sight. She had a plumpness about her that excited me. A peachy ass.

I slid my cock down into her butt-crack. She whimpered, knowing this would hurt without any lube. But I could tell that she wanted. She wanted to make me happy. She would get pleasure in her pussy from me fucking her asshole.

I found her butthole, lined up, and thrust.

She let out a throaty groan as her sphincter resisted. With only my precum lubing my tip, I had to push harder. But her anal ring surrendered after a moment. My dick popped into the velvety grip of her hot sheath. I groaned as I slid deeper and deeper into her. My back arched as my crotch smacked into her rump.

“¡Puta!” she groaned. “You’re so huge, puta!”

“And you’re so fucking tight, slut,” I growled, my hands squeezing her breasts. I squeezed those big, soft mounds. “Now fuck us, slut. Take your punishment and your pleasure. You’re mine!”

Her bowels clenched down on my cock. She whimpered out, “Yes, I am yours, puta!”

She moved her hips, riding up Aurora’s dildo while stirring her asshole around my dick. I drew back, loving the way she whimpered and moaned, a mix of pain and pleasure rippling through her voice. The friction was incredible. My dick drank it in while my balls grew tighter and tighter.

I slammed back in, driving her down Aurora’s dildo. My first sex slave gasped in delight, her face twisting with pleasure. I stared at her over Petra’s shoulder, loving the pleasure brimming in her green eyes.

Her hands joined me in squeezing Petra’s breast. We kneaded them as I fucked my cock in and out of Petra’s hot bowels. Aurora’s fingers were so lithe as they danced around mine, circling around my thicker digits gripping the Hispanic slut’s heavy mounds.

Petra gasped, “Yes, yes, play with my nipples, Aurora!”

I thrust harder into her bowels, finding a rhythm with her hips as she slid her cunt up and down Aurora’s dildo. “You love us doing this to you, don’t you? You love my cock fucking your ass!”

“I do!” she whimpered, her bowels squeezing tight around my cock. “Oh, yes, yes I love it! It hurts, but in a good way! I’m such a puta! Just a dirty whore.”

“Are you a pain slut?” I grunted, my hips thrusting harder, my balls smacking into her taint.

“Big time!”

“So you love it when I do this!” Aurora purred.

Petra squealed in rapturous delight. Her bowels clenched hard on my thrusting dick, increasing the velvety pleasure massaging my sensitive tip. Petra lithe back arched into my chest. Her moans echoed through the locker room, merging with the other sounds the lesbian sex gasping around us.

“What did you do to her, Aurora?” I grunted, my balls thwacking again and again into Petra’s taint. They were full of cum. Ready to spurt into her depths.

“I’m pinching her nipples, Master!” Aurora moaned.

“She’s abusing my nubs!” Petra screamed. “I’m going to cum like a filthy whore, Jefe! May I cum? Please?”

“I don’t know,” I grunted, slamming my dick as hard as I could into her bowels. “You haven’t made me or Aurora cum yet. Don’t be a selfish cunt!”

“I won’t be, Jefe!”

“Just keep riding my dildo, Petra!” Aurora moaned. “Ooh, you’re massaging my clit. It drove me closer and closer to cumming. Oh, Master, she is driving me wild!”

“Cum, slut!” I ordered as I pounded my Hispanic slave’s tight bowels.

Aurora’s squeal echoed through the locker room as I pounded Petra’s tight bowels. It was clear that my first sex slave was cumming. She gasped out her rapture as Petra ground the base of dildo into Aurora’s clit. The sounds they made built my own orgasm, along with the sounds around me. All these girls were panting and moaning, cumming in sapphic delight because of me. I gave them this bliss. I let them experience such rapture, this pleasure that they were too afraid of to indulge in. They denied themselves because society had told them was wrong. I told him that was right. That they should indulge in here.

I had amazing power. This thrill surged through me. I would change so much. I would give out my commands with my harem of sluts led by Aurora, my girlfriend Sam at my side, and my mom and sister cheering me on.

Krystal would be mine.

I slammed into the depths of Petra’s asshole. The velvety grip caressed the tip of my dick. The pressure swelled. My balls smacked into her taint. They boiled over with cum. I gripped her breasts and threw back my head, howling out my rapture.

My cum fired into her bowels. Hot spurts jetted out of me, each one sending pleasure rippling through my body. I loved this moment. The wonderful, Earth-shattering moment of spurting my jizz into my sex slave’s asshole. My fingers dug into her tits as I snarled out my pleasure.

“Now you can cum, slut!” I growled.

“Yes, yes, cum with us, Petra!” howled Aurora.

“Thank you, Jefe!”

Petra’s bowels writhed about my dick. As I spurted the last blast of my cum into her depths, her flesh rippled about me. She screamed out in pleasure, shuddering between us. I held her tight, loving the fact that this bitch was turned into my sex slave. She would worship me. Love me. She would be so happy serving me. She and Tracy and Rebecca and, most importantly, Aurora.

I stared down at my first sex slave, such joy bursting in her green eyes as she shuddered through her own orgasm. She beamed up at me. Such a wonderful, naughty soul. I was glad I said those words to her. That I had unleashed all her passion.

“Damn,” I groaned. “We are going to have so much fun.

”

“Yes, we are, Master!” Aurora moaned.

Nearby, Shelly came on Coach Johnson’s mouth. I watched the lesbian coach lick her student’s pussy. It was such a hot sight to witness. Then that dyke pulled her face away and grinned. Her tone body was all lithe muscles and sensual flesh. She swept her gaze around the rest of the orgy, clearly looking for another pussy to enjoy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Krystal Sampson

Miss Daisy kept smiling at me as she stalked the classroom, her gaze smoky. I sat with my back straight, drinking in her attention. Ji-Yun beside me was equally beaming. It was such a fun day so far. My pockets bulged with other girls’ panties, and now my favorite teacher, the delicious and busty redhead, was staring at me with such hunger. She had those dainty glasses—sexy, librarian glasses—perched on her nose. Her youthful cheeks burned brighter as she gave me such smoky looks.

Pencils scratched around me as students worked on their English essays. Miss Daisy approached my desk, kneeling before me, almost thrusting her bountiful cleavage into my face. Her green eyes smoldered behind her glasses as her hand, almost absently, brushed mine resting on my desk.

Tingles raced through me from her fingers.

“Krystal,” she said, her voice breathy, “I was wondering if I could speak to you. After classes.”

My pussy clenched. My commands had worked. “Oh,” I said, trying to play coy while my insides burst with such excitement. “About what?”

“Oh, I thought you would be interested in a special study session. Something a little more intimate then we can do in a full classroom.”

I fought so hard not to squeal out a girlish excitement. My eighteen-year-old body trembled. “I think I’d like that, Miss Daisy.”

The teacher gave Ji-Yun a sidelong glance. “Maybe we could make it a… threesome? I’m sure Ji-Yun would love to join.”

I nodded my head, my heart bursting with joy. I loved the ability to stop time and mind-control women. It was awesome.

“Good,” Miss Daisy said. She leaned closer, her voice going to a whisper that I could barely hear. “I hope you enjoy eating pussy.”

That was so bold. “I do.”

“Good, I just know you’ll enjoy licking your brother’s cum out of me. I’ll have so much of it in me.”

Then she rose, leaving me flabbergasted. Justin’s cum? He was going to fuck her? He must have given her some sort of perverted commands. He wanted her to be full of cum when I played with her. A sharp jolt of fear passed through me. I glanced at my friend.

She smiled back at me and arched her eyebrows. Had Justin…

No, no, he couldn’t have done something to her. Not my Ji-Yun.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Salome “Sam” Shapiro

I burst into the girls’ locker room, took three steps past the sinuous entrance, and stopped. I blinked at the sight of the lesbian orgy before me. Girls were gasping and moaning, feasting on each other’s pussy. Tracy and Rebecca were engaged in a wild sixty-nine, and beside them Jeanette and Melissa were writhing together, their ivory and ebony bodies pressed tight.

Coach Johnson, her face glistening with pussy juices, moved away from the trembling blonde. She saw me, stalking towards me. The gym coach’s breasts swayed as she sauntered to me. A shiver of heat shot through me. This is all so… arousing.

“Sam!” Justin said, ripping his cock out of what looked like Petra Hidalgo’s asshole. He rose, giving me such a foolish grin. I went to dart around Coach Johnson to reach him, but the gym teacher snagged me. I gasped as her fingers dug into my arm through my baggy sweatshirt. She pushed me back against the end of the row of lockers.

Her tongue flicked out across her lips.

“Sam Shapiro,” she purred. “You got out of my PE class last year. That little note claimed you needed to focus on academics and not your physical education.” She tutted me. “Well, I need to rectify that. I need to give you such a thorough physical education now.”

She fell to her knees before me and grabbed my sweatpants. She yanked them down. “Stop that!” I shouted, struggling to grab them. A part of me wanted to let her, but I had to talk to Justin. “What are you doing?”

Her hands reached for my panties next. Her fingers hooked the waistband. I snagged her wrist, shaking my head. I didn’t have time for this. I didn’t need to have this crazy woman eat my pussy. I needed to speak to Justin.

“Stop that!” I snapped.

“Now you listen here, you naughty little bitch!” Coach Johnson hissed. She ripped down my panties, her arms stronger than my grip. “I can eat any cunt I want in this locker room.”

“Justin!” I shouted as she buried her face between my thighs.

To be continued…

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Chapter 7

Kal cautiously opened his eyes as he returned to the waking world. He paused for a moment at the unfamiliar feeling of heavy furs covering him instead of his normal wool comforter. Smiling, he remembered he was not at home and turned to the side to see Ikuno sleeping peacefully next to him. Though not as striking as the changes when he first returned to the cave, as he continued to visit her skin color had deepened to a rich cobalt blue and the triangular marks on her cheeks had nearly vanished.

Her backswept horns had almost returned to their normal golden color, with only the very tips still being dark. He had been concerned yesterday when he woke from his nap and the top halves of the oni’s horns were completely black. Ikuno waved it off as nothing to worry about, then proceeded to make sure he was too distracted to worry about anything for the rest of the day and well into the night. At least he assumed it was into the night, Ikuno seemed to be able to tell what time of day it was just by smelling the air from outside. Unfortunately, his nose wasn’t nearly that sensitive.

His bladder, on the other hand, was absolutely certain it was morning, as was his rock-hard prick. Quickly and quietly, he slipped out from under the covers and padded barefoot over to the cubby in the back of the cavern that was Ikuno’s bathroom. It was little more than a hole in the ground with a swiftly flowing stream just a few inches below that quickly swept away anything that fell in. Wincing as he bent his morning wood down toward the opening, he was about to start his morning routine when he noticed there was no water flowing below.

Deciding to not take a chance on making the cave smell like a chamber pot, Kal scampered out into the main area of the cavern. Grabbing the glowing rock out of his pants pocket he then dashed for the cave entrance, his bladder complaining uncomfortably at the delay.

A few minutes later, a much relieved, and somewhat chilly, Kal came walking back into the oni’s home. Looking over at the bed he noticed that Ikuno had shifted in her sleep. Now laying on her side, the twin cheeks of her blue bottom had become partially uncovered. Smiling, Kal quietly walked over and pick up the jar of salve. Carefully kneeling behind the oni’s rear, he forced himself to stay his normal size as he coated his prick with lube. In a single motion, he spread her cheeks and slowly began sliding his dick into Ikuno’s backside.

The oni came awake with a start and a moan, accidentally shredding a portion of one of her blankets with her claws at the unexpected burst of pleasure coming from her bottom. “Dammit, Kal,” she panted, “A little warninnnNNGG!”

Kal allowed his enchanted prick to grow from normal to oni-sized inside her rear as she spoke. “Good Morning, Ikuno! Thought this would be a nice way to wake you up.”

The oni couldn’t help but think that his tone was far too bright and cheery for someone who had his cock buried in her ass.

Ikuno ground her rear against him, “It was a very nice way to wake up. Unfortunately…” she squeezed his cock so tight it was on the verge of painful then moved forward making him slip out, nearly dragging him with. “I have other plans for you today and I’m going to need you to have a nice big load built up for later.”

“Ikuno…” Kal’s eyes pleaded with her as his member bounced slightly in time with his heartbeat.

Ikuno sat up and kissed him. “If it hasn’t gone away in a half an hour I’ll take care of it. Right now though, let’s get washed up and get something to eat, we have some traveling to do.”

Much to Kal’s annoyance, his erection had gone away before they reached the mouth of the cave, and well before the oni’s deadline. Carrying only some soaps and linen towels, they headed up the same mountain trail Ikuno had made her breakneck run the day before. Thankfully, the day had warmed and taken the chill out of the air since Kal relieved himself earlier. He still wasn’t nearly as comfortable being naked outside as Ikuno, but watching her rear sway in front of him with occasional flashes of her glistening sex as they walked towards her waterfall kept his mind off his lack of clothing.

As they neared the ledge where her shower was found, she called over her shoulder, “There have been some changes since the last time you were up here.”

Kal looked across the ledge and his jaw dropped. There was a huge basin in the ledge that was slowly filling with water from the waterfall’s runoff. “When did you do this?” he asked.

“Yesterday while you were sleeping,” she replied. Noting that her new pool had only filled about a quarter of the way since she left it, “I wanted to make sure we could enjoy ourselves without worrying about me getting drunk on magic again. Look here,” she said drawing his attention to her horns, “they’re almost back to normal again.” Taking him by the hand she pulled him towards the waterfall, “Come on we have places to be, let’s get washed up.”

The oni thankfully remembered to warm the water from the waterfall before she and Kal stepped under it. As they cleaned themselves there was almost as much touching and groping going on as washing. More than once Ikuno seriously considered letting Kal have his way with her since he was giving as good as he got in the teasing department. Somewhere amidst all of this Ikuno managed to explain that once the pool was filled, and the rest of the stream was flowing normally down the mountain, her lavatory should start working again.

Soon enough they were on their way back down, Kal in front this time much to his dismay, the view wasn’t nearly as pleasant as the trip up. Back in the cave, Ikuno made them breakfast as he put together a small lunch and some snacks for their trip, Ikuno staunchly refusing to tell him where they were going, though she did tell him why. Kind of.

“In order for you to practice you’re going to need more of those strips of leather which means I need more ink to make them. Since I used the last of the liquid for the ink’s base we need to go and get something to replace it.”

“This liquid we are getting requires me to have my balls full?”

Ikuno’s face fell in the realization that this particular condition was a dead giveaway to her surprise she had planned, “Yes,” she said.

“I think I pretty much figured out why. Ignoring the conversation from yesterday with Perra. Are you okay with this?”

She nodded, “I meant what I told her. Yes, I’m okay with this. Are you?”

Kal looked thoughtful, “To be honest I don’t know. I think so, but I guess we won’t find out for sure until we get there.”

——

Packs ready and appetites sated they struck out. Their destination was a few hours to the north and they would have to cross over two mountain ridges before they came upon the flatter forested land that held their journey’s end. On the far side of the second ridge Kal called for a rest, he was fit from working on the farm but trudging up and down a couple of mountains was making him sore in muscles he didn’t know he had.

Kal kicked off his shoes and inspected the soles, “time to go see the shoemaker again, these are nearly worn through.”

“Do my man’s feet hurt? Does he need to be carried the rest of the way?” Ikuno teased.

Kal glared at her, “Your butt flap ‘accidentally’ got flipped up and stuck in your belt so I’ve been getting teased by that sexy ass of yours for the last few hours. Do you really want to put me in a position where my mouth is that close to your ears and neck?”

Ikuno’s eyes widened, and her face flushed, “Okay, no piggy-back rides then.”

“Aside from that, you’re insistent that my balls be full when we get where we are going, and if I’m rubbing against your back for the next couple hours I don’t think that will happen”

Ikuno flushed deeper purple as the thought of Kal spraying across her…

“Definitely, no piggy-back rides,” she said breathing heavily, the boy was annoyingly good at teasing her back.

The path ahead was wide and had been fairly well traveled at one time. Looking back, Kal could see where it veered off to the east as it met the base of the mountain. It likely made it’s way to the main road east of here then on through the mountain pass and into Perra’s old village.

Since they were able to walk side by side Kal decided to ask Ikuno what she knew about the origins of monster girls.

“I have a couple books about them you could read back at home,” she offered.

“I will probably look through them,” said Kal, “however, by your estimation, I’m going to be having close relationships with some Escort of them. I figure I should learn all I can, and you tend to know more than what the books can tell me.”

“You’re too perceptive sometimes Kal,” said Ikuno smiling. “Here’s the story you won’t find in the books: The original monster girls were created long ago by a powerful wizard named Prentas as a means of defense. Opposed to senseless death, he created the monster girls to provide a more pleasant and non-lethal alternative to the normal spike traps and pitfalls. He then populated a large area of forest around his tower with them. It worked for a time. But eventually, more powerful people started putting together all-female adventurer groups. The monster girls had a driving need to have sex with men but would let a woman pass through the forest unscathed.

“What happened to the women?” asked Kal.

“If the stories were true, nothing bad. Most of them came back out with riches well beyond what their original employers intended to pay them. A few of them claimed to feel wonderfully well fucked, but not all of them, and none who leaned more towards other women than men. On the other hand, all of them did claim to have felt ‘very useful and appreciated’ but none could recollect exactly what had happened inside the tower.”

“He seems to have been a decent person.”

“By almost all accounts he was, just a bit of a recluse.”

“What happened then?”

“What do you think happened?” Ikuno asked.

“A forest full of monster girls, willing and happy to have sex with a man just for the fun of it, I imagine they showed up in droves.”

“You would be correct. One of the edges of his forest bordered on a plain with a small river nearby. Soon a town sprouted up there, named Te’thalas after one of the wizard’s past lovers he was very fond of. Te’thalas quickly grew into a small city, then into a large one as supporting trades came in to keep up with demand. In less than a decade, it was the third largest city in the land, which was beginning to make the top two very nervous.”

“That doesn’t bode well.”

Ikuno shook her head, “It didn’t, first they leaned on Te’thalas’s King to do something. Up till now he had been happily collecting the city’s taxes but when he marched his army to the city to ‘restore order’ he realized his mistake. Te’thalas was made up almost entirely of immigrants who had no loyalty to the kingdom but a great deal of loyalty towards the city that put food on the table, kept their people happy and the men’s dicks wet.

“The city had been growing too quickly to erect walls or battlements as its borders were pushed further outward each year. The decision was made for every able-bodied man to step up and defend the city out on the field. Written accounts of that day said there were rows upon rows of men in armor, with at least two hundred magic users behind them and beyond them lay a sea of peasants and tradesmen. The men in armor alone outnumbered the king’s army three to one. According to those who were actually there most of those ‘men in armor’ had only barely managed to cobble something together that vaguely looked like armor and of the two hundred magic users less than a dozen had any real power, the rest barely having the skills to light a candle. Regardless, with such a show of solidarity, the king turned around and went back to his castle to mourn the loss of all those taxes since the city declared itself a sovereign state that day.

“Sadly, Te’thalas’s victory was short-lived. Two weeks later the full military might of the largest city, Montar, marched into the area. With no time to build defenses, the response was the same, every able-bodied man and more than a few who weren’t so able-bodied, took the field. The result, however, was far different.

“The army of Montar was an elite force that had many paladins and clerics wielding holy magics. They quickly took out the city’s few magic users and after that it just became a slaughter, the well-trained soldiers killed every defender to the man, ignoring those who surrendered, pleas of mercy, and running down all who tried to escape. Once the men were all dead they marched into Te’thalas and hunted down all of the ‘heathen’ women and children.”

“Holy hell…” Kal whispered, disgusted that another human could be so cruel as to kill defenseless women and children.

Ikuno hung her head as she remembered the tale as it had been told to her, “They didn’t stop there. From Te’thalas they marched straight into the forest, ruthlessly slaughtering any and every monster girl they could find. When nearly all of the girls in the outer forest had been eradicated they began moving in toward the tower, that’s when they tripped one of Prentas’s wards.”

“Those poor girls,” Kal looked up at Ikuno and asked, “Where was he during all of this?”

“In Montar. The Montaran king had sent a special envoy to get him away from the city so they could attack, on the pretense of welcoming and opening relations with the new kingdom. When he felt his wards tripped he used a very powerful form of magic he had developed called teleportation to instantly take him back to the castle. What he found broke his heart.”

“In a fit of grief and rage, Prentas killed every one of the attacking forces. Paladins, clerics, knights and even squires, anyone who had anything to do with the army died in less than a minute. Seeing his work there done he used his teleportation magic to go back to the Montar city.”

“Uh-oh…”

“Uh-oh is right, unfortunately, I can’t tell you what happened after that,” said Ikuno cryptically.

Kal was indignant, “What! Why not! That’s just cruel, Ikuno!”

The oni smirked then laughed, “Sorry, Kal, but I can’t tell you because no one knows.”

“How can no one know?” he asked confused, “it was the largest city in the land!”

“You are correct it ‘was’ the largest city,” she said enjoying teasing the boy, “if you go there today all you will find is a lake that is an almost perfect circle known as Lake Montar.”

“Noooo… he destroyed the entire city?” Kal asked his voice barely above a whisper.

“He did, though no one knows quite how since there were no survivors. When he returned to his tower he locked himself inside and didn’t come out for a full year. When he finally emerged, he was a broken and frail man unable to forgive himself for the death of his city or his creations but mostly he couldn’t forgive himself for all of the innocent lives in Montar taken by his own hand.”

He spent a week preparing for his final spell, on the day of casting he said goodbye to the remaining monster girls that had survived the attack as well as a sprite named Kithana who was his most trusted friend and companion for many years. He stepped into the magic circle and used all the magic stored in the tower as well as his own lifeforce to cast his spell, burning his body to ash in the process. From what they were able to tell the spell raced across the earth transforming animals, plants, rocks, and various other things into monster girls seemingly at random. A decade or so later my shrine had soaked up enough of this magic that I was able to come to life.”

“Wow, so you are kind of a ‘first generation’ monster girl,” said Kal.

“I guess I’ve never thought of it that way but yes, I suppose I am,” Ikuno said standing up a bit straighter before laughing at her own silliness.

“Whatever happened to the tower?” asked Kal.

“Time took it and it eventually crumbled, but the original monster girls still guard where it used to stand,” seeing Kal’s confused look she continued, “the original ones were meant as defenses for the tower and were made to be immortal, but sterile. Kithala wrote that after the attacks he spent the year in solitude trying to change them into mortals and allow them to have children as his last gift. However, they refused, wanting him to give their gift to the world instead of just fixing them.”

“You’re lying,” stated Kal.

Ikuno was so taken aback she stopped, “What? I am not!”

“I can tell in your voice Ikuno, you didn’t read what Kithana said, she told you in person didn’t she?”

Ikuno huffed, “You are far too damn perceptive for a farmer boy.”

Ikuno noticed something on the trail ahead and stopped Kal.

“We’re almost there so I suppose it’s time I tell you a bit more about what we’re doing here. Off in the woods, there is an alarune. Her name is Aradelle and she’s a good friend of mine, we’ve been lovers more than once and she’s always been kind enough to take the edge off times when I hadn’t been with a human Escort Bayan in a while.”

“You’ve been with women too?” Kal couldn’t help but be intrigued.

“Maybe I spoke too soon on you being perceptive, I told you and Perra yesterday that I’ve given myself to women in the past.”

“You did, didn’t you. I suppose I just didn’t put much thought into what you meant by that. Are you wanting to be with her again?” asked Kal, surprised at himself that he felt more curious than hurt at the idea.

Ikuno seemed a bit flustered, “Well… yes, I do. But we aren’t here for me, we’re here for you and for her. I want you to do something very special for her.

“What’s that?”

“Give her a child.”

Kal was dumbstruck, “What?!” his voice came out as a wheeze.

“Let me explain before you freak out,” she said, “each alarune takes after a specific flower. ‘Dell’s flower blooms very late in the season, only a week or two before the leaves change color and fall. People hardly ever use this road anymore, traffic stops completely about the time it turns chilly in the morning. Because of that, she has never managed to catch a man when she was in season, in the twenty years I’ve known her she has never had a child. So, what I’m suggesting is you get me what I need for your ink and in return, you give her a child.”

“What exactly is it you need from her for the ink?” Kal asked.

“Her nectar, it was the base for your ink on the shield rune and her magic is a big part of the reason it lasted so long.”

“I have to say I wasn’t expecting you to be asking me to become a father when we left this morning, but it’s plain you care a lot about this Aradelle. Having never met her I can’t say that I’m doing this for her,” he looked Ikuno square in the eyes, “but I will do it for you.”

Ikuno squealed in happiness and hugged Kal, lifting him off the ground planting kisses all over his face punctuated by, “Thank you… thank you… thank you…”

She set him down and motioned for him to follow her, grinning she said, “Try to be quiet as I have a plan that should make this fun.”

——

Kal could just make out the plant girl through the underbrush he and Ikuno were crouching in, he had to admit she was very pretty in an alien kind of way. Aradelle stood in the center of a large bulb a couple paces wide with five long thin petals coming from the top that were white in the center then changed to a brilliant blue about a third of the way out. Her body coloring matched this, with her torso being almost pure white but changing to blue on her upper thighs and just past her shoulders making her look like she had on long blue gloves and stockings. Her body was fairly petite with two small blue nipples topping a pair of equally small breasts and just above her sex was a bright yellow marking on her mound where a human girl would have hair.

Aradelle’s hair was almost the same color as Ikuno’s skin but her most striking feature was her eyes, lacking any pupil or iris her iridescent blue orbs almost reminded him of an insect in the way they shimmered in the light filtering through the nearby trees. Kal had also noticed that even though she moved around the center of the flower she never took a step, just gliding from place to place

As Kal and Ikuno watched, she appeared to be cleaning some wrist-thick vines that rose up into her hands where she would remove any dirt or twigs they had collected on their leaves.

Whispering so they didn’t alert Aradelle to their presence, Ikuno turned to Kal, “I’m going to get her extremely worked up then when I have her distracted I’ll wave you over so you can sneak up and slip inside her. Try to make it fast so she doesn’t have time to react.”

“I’m still not sure about this Ikuno, I know she’s your friend and all, but this doesn’t feel right.”

Ikuno grinned evilly, “If you are concerned about her being willing, don’t be, by the time I give you the signal she will be a lot more than willing. Once she feels you inside her she will be ecstatic. Don’t worry Kal, if she didn’t want it then your enchanted dick would let you know, remember you couldn’t force her even if you wanted to.”

Kal held his hands up, “Okay, okay I get it. What do you need me to do?”

“Once I walk out to her, move up to the edge of the clearing but stay hidden. I’ll get ‘Dell to turn away from you, then you come up behind her and slide in. We’ll see what happens from there,” she said, almost shaking in anticipation.

“Damn, Ikuno. What’s got you so worked up?” asked Kal.

“I really do care about ‘Dell, Kal, and with your help, she’s about to have one of her dreams come true. I can’t help but be a little excited. Now for the last part, and you may hate me for this.” She reached for his trousers and started tugging them down.

“Ikuno?!” he was so surprised he almost forgot to whisper.

She got his pants down far enough to reveal his cock then wrapped a hand around it and began stroking him, quickly getting it hard, “Shhhh,” she shushed him glancing towards the alarune, “I need a little something from you to help make sure she’s distracted. Just make sure you don’t cum in my hand.”

Kal was quickly breathing heavy from the pleasure as Ikuno’s hand worked up and down his shaft. As he started to feel like he might cum soon he felt a bit of wetness on the head of his dick as a little bit of pre-cum leaked out.

“That’s what I needed,” whispered Ikuno as she tightened her grip and wrung out a few more droplets, bringing her other hand up to catch them.

Kal’s eyes widened in surprise as she brought her hands together smearing the clear liquid between them then began applying it like a lotion to her face, neck, and the tops of her breasts. Ikuno suppressed a chuckle at the look on Kal’s face, “Quickly now, over to where I showed you,” she said, pointing at the side of the clearing opposite where she would be coming out.

Kal nodded and Ikuno gave him a kiss on the forehead before they separated, Kal’s hiding spot was closer and he arrived well before Ikuno was ready. Figuring it would make things easier he stripped his clothes off, then taking his dick in his hand he got himself hard as he waited for the oni to make her appearance.

——

Aradelle was absent-mindedly inspecting and cleaning her vines when she caught the scent of something very pleasant. A moment later she heard heavy footfalls coming from the forest. With the scent of a human male getting stronger, she raised her vines in anticipation of either attempting to capture the human or a fight. Instead, a large blue figure stepped around a tree and into the clearing.

“Ikki!” squealed Aradelle, clapping her hands together and bouncing excitedly.

“Hello Beautiful,” said Ikuno, standing at the clearing edge.

Aradelle pouted, “That’s not nice Ikki.” Her hands slipped down between her legs and started playing with her folds, “you know what man-scent does to me and you smell like you’re positively covered in it.”

Ikuno smiled and stepped towards the alarune, “I’m sorry ‘Dell, let me see if I can make it up to you.” Only a couple of strides and the oni was standing in front of Aradelle, taking the alarune’s face in her hands Ikuno kissed her hard on the lips, their tongues slipping into each other’s mouths.

Aradelle broke the kiss, panting with lust she looked at the oni. “Dammit Ikuno you ARE covered in man scent,” the alarune frowned, “and at this time of the year too.”

Ikuno gave Aradelle a mischievous smile, “As I said, let me see if I can make it up to you.” Ikuno kissed her again one hand going to her back to hold her tight and the other reaching down, pushing the alarune’s hands aside so she could play with the folds of Aradelle’s pussy. With her hands denied access to her sex she threw her arms around the oni’s neck, the vines mimicked her arms and wrapped around Ikuno’s waist. The alarune never noticed the small wave Ikuno made towards the forest.

Aradelle broke the kiss and moved her mouth to the oni’s neck. The taste of a human male’s juices sent shockwaves straight to her pussy, making her moan with desire. Ikuno had stopped playing with Aradelle’s sex and was just spreading her open as the alarune’s nectar ran down her hand. The plant girl was running her tongue over the dark spot on the oni’s neck when she felt another body step into her flower.

“What?!” she tried to lift her head up, but Ikuno’s hand was already on the back of her neck and she forced the alarune’s lips onto her own. Aradelle’s moan turned into a muffled shriek as the person behind her completely Bayan Escort filled her pussy in one long thrust. She felt Ikuno nod to whoever was behind her and strong hands grabbed her waist as the cock inside her withdrew only to be forcefully shoved back inside drawing out another shriek of pleasure muffled by the mouth of the oni.

The person, the man, behind Aradelle wasted no time and began thrusting into her hard. Nectar streamed down her legs as Ikuno’s fingers started making circles around her clit. The alarune went limp and Ikuno let her head fall into the valley between her breasts, the scent was so much stronger there. Her senses already overloaded, she opened her mouth, letting her tongue peek out from between her lips. As the man behind her thrust forward it pressed her tongue into the oni’s skin, the flavors of Ikuno’s sweat mixed with human male lit up her taste buds and pushed her over the edge. A moan turned into a wail then into a full-blown scream as the petite body of the alarune shook in the throes of her orgasm, vines that had been wrapped around Ikuno’s waist fell to the ground and shuddered weakly as the petals of the alarune’s flower vibrated with her climax. Her mind unable to cope with the pleasure racing through her body, Aradelle passed out.

Kal stopped while buried inside the alarune. Even asleep Aradelle was still having aftershocks from her orgasm, the feeling was quite pleasant as she occasionally squeezed his prick. He looked up at Ikuno, “Is she alright?”

Ikuno took Aradelle’s face between her hands and kissed the unconscious girl’s forehead, “She will be amazing when she wakes up.” Kal pulled out as Ikuno sat on the side of the flower and laid the girl across her lap. She looked over at Kal, “have a seat, ‘Dell usually recovers quickly.”

Kal was certainly hoping so, his erection hadn’t wavered a bit since the girl passed out. Looking down, he saw that his feet were partially covered in the alarune’s sticky nectar. He also noticed that she didn’t have any feet, her legs turning into short thick vines where her ankles would be and those were attached to the center of the flower. The sides of the flower’s central bulb were surprisingly sturdy so Kal took Ikuno’s advice and sat down to wait for the girl to wake up.

A few minutes later Aradelle’s eyes fluttered open, she could feel Ikuno sitting on her lower body but there was someone else… gasping and sitting up as her memory returned she saw the man sitting on the other side of the bulb. Vines whipped up and pointed at his face, small openings in the ends puffing out purple clouds of aphrodisiac. A blue hand came around from behind Aradelle… and flicked her in the forehead.

“Owwwwch!” the alarune complained rubbing the spot Ikuno’s finger had hit her, “what was that for Ikki?!”

Ikuno glared, “One: Because that was rude. Two: He’s not running away. Three: It didn’t work on him anyway.” Ikuno looked up at Kal, “Kal I’d like you to meet Aradelle, ‘Dell meet the man who claimed me, Kal.”

“Claimed you?” Aradelle’s iridescent eyes widened in surprise as Ikuno lifted her chin and tapped the dark spot on her neck. Those eyes then narrowed in anger as she stood up. Turning towards Kal, her vines rearing up menacingly, “What kind of monster are you to think you can own Ikki!”

A blue hand appeared in front of her face again, “Hey!” she squeaked, covering her forehead and ducking to the side.

Ikuno was now standing beside her bulb and calmly withdrew her hand, “I gave myself to him ‘Dell, and that’s no way to treat the man who agreed to be the father of your child.”

Aradelle looked between Ikuno and Kal, “Really?” she whispered barely believing what she’d heard.

“Really,” said Ikuno as Kal nodded.

“Oh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she cried throwing herself into Ikuno’s arms.

Ikuno hugged the girl tight, “You’re welcome dear, but I’m not the only one you should be thanking.”

Aradelle turned to Kal, looking down and fidgeting she said quietly, “Thank you, Kal, this means a lot to me.” She fidgeted for a moment longer before turning to Ikuno and whispering, “Ikki! What do I do? I’ve never done this without my dust working on them!”

Ikuno couldn’t help but laugh at the alarune’s predicament, even Kal smiled since he was sitting right there and heard everything Aradelle said.

“It’s not funny Ikki! I really don’t know what to do!”

“I’m going to leave you two alone,” Kal gave her a questioning look and Aradelle looked confused. Walking over to Kal she kissed him on the cheek. “Kal is a wonderful lover, ‘Dell, he will take very good care of you.” Turning around, she began to walk towards the woods.

Kal and Aradelle looked at each other and a moment of understanding passed between them.

“Can you pick her up?” he asked.

“Yes,” Aradelle smiled.

“Get her.”

Ikuno screeched as twin vines wrapped around her torso and lifted her into the air bringing her back to the alarune.

“Oof, she’s heavy,” said Aradelle.

“Let me go!” Ikuno yelled.

“You brought this whole thing together, it doesn’t seem right to do this without you,” said Kal.

“Agreed,” chimed in Aradelle setting the oni down but not removing the vines.

“You don’t understand, I can’t,” Ikuno said dejectedly.

“What do you mean you can’t? You told me out on the trail that you wanted to be with her again.”

“I gave myself to you Kal, I can’t be with anyone else without…” Ikuno stopped herself.

“Without what, Ikuno,” Kal pressed.

Ikuno sighed, “Without permission.”

Aradelle gasped tears coming to her eyes, “That means you can’t be with me anymore?”

Ikuno shook her head sadly.

Kal was glaring at the oni, “So by my understanding, you expected me to travel the world collecting supplies for my inks by sleeping with who knows how many women. Much of which, according to your own words, I will be doing alone. While you sit at home and wait for me to come back without even having the option of coming up here to ‘take the edge off’ as you put it earlier.”

Ikuno nodded slowly.

“This isn’t worth it if it will end up making you suffer, Ikuno”

Her face was stony, “Would you have me go chasing after any dick I can get when you aren’t around?”

Kal looked like he had bitten into something sour. No he didn’t like the idea of Ikuno being with another man, she belonged to him now and like hell would he let another man steal her away. His eyes flicked to Aradelle. On the other hand, he had gotten pretty excited when she had been warming up ‘Dell for him. He took a moment to imagine Ikuno bent over being fucked by one of Aradelle’s vines. He realized he didn’t get the same feeling. He knew they cared about each other, he just didn’t feel… threatened… that he might lose her to Aradelle the way he might to another man.

“You’re right, I don’t like that idea one bit,” Aradelle looked like she was about to burst into tears. “However, I don’t seem to have a problem with you being with other women, especially ones I trust.”

Ikuno looked skeptical, “And you trust Aradelle even though you only met her a few minutes ago?”

“No, I trust you Ikuno, and since you and Aradelle have known each other for longer than I’ve been alive, if you trust her then so do I.”

Kal stood up and drew himself up as tall as he could, standing in Aradelle’s flower he was almost the same height as Ikuno, attempting to look official and commanding he said, “Therefore! You have my permission to be with women I trust, I have claimed, or I am planning on claiming.” He smiled, “though I should always be the first option if I’m around.”

Kal felt more than saw a flicker in the magic around him and Ikuno, he would need to ask Ikuno about that later.

Ikuno stared at him, then shook her head “I love you, but you look like an idiot.”

Aradelle burst out laughing, her arms crossed over her belly she collapsed into the flower at Kal’s feet.

Kal visibly deflated, “It wasn’t that bad was it?”

Ikuno grinned and started to undo the buckles on her clothing, “No it wasn’t, in fact, it was a wonderful thing you did for me and her,” Aradelle was slowly catching her breath until she looked up at Kal and collapsed into a fresh bout of giggles, about the third one so far. Ikuno finished undressing and kicked her clothes to the side.

“But Kal, you simply cannot make such grandiose speeches like that while naked,” she glanced at his crotch, “and with a boner.”

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Heather remained perched on me long after my cock had softened and slipped out.

We laid in relative silence. Only our steady breathing and the sound of my hands moving over her skin dared to cut through the quiet.

I stared deep into her eyes, and her into mine.

Every so often, Heather would lean down enough so that I could kiss her.

It was a feeling like I’d never had before. Every other time I’d had sex, I’d take a little break and want to go at it again. This time, I had a smokin’ hot chick naked on top of my own naked body and it never even crossed my mind. She had truly satisfied me. I was totally content just being there with her.

After awhile, Heather rolled off of me and laid next to me. It was getting late. After saying our “I love you”‘s and “Good night”‘s, Heather simply pulled a sheet over us and we both went to sleep.

I slept like a baby.

The next morning, I woke in a panic. At the time, falling asleep with Heather just seemed natural. Now that it was morning, others in the house would be up.

I had enough sense to know there was no hiding it. One look outside at my truck would be enough to tip them off. I had always had a good relationship with Heathers parents. From what I knew, they liked me. I wasn’t sure how they felt about me once Heather told them we broke up. Oh well. I knew I was going to find out.

Unfortunately, I found out sooner than I’d liked.

Heather and I were still naked in bed when the door swung open to Heathers mother.

“Heather, why is Bret’s truck…” she stopped. “Oh. Bret…”

We were caught. I was almost positive Heathers mom knew that her daughter and I had been having sex while we were dating. Mothers just know. Heather was already awake and still laying in bed when I had woken up.

“What, mom?” Heather asked.

“Nothing, dear. I just wondered why Brets truck was outside.” she said.

“Oh. Yeah. Bret stayed the night.” Heather said. She didn’t seem embarassed at all. I wanted to die.

“Oh. Well, hello, dear.” She said.

“How ya doin?” I asked.

“You kids get dressed and come get some breakfast.” she ordered.

“Alright, mom.” Heather answered.

Heathers mom closed the door.

“Oh my God.” I said.

“What?” Heather asked, confused.

“Your mom fucking caught us.” I said.

“Yeah?” Heather answered.

“Yeah!” I said.

“It’s not a big deal, Bret. I’m 18.” Heather said.

I couldn’t believe it.

“I don’t know. I guess it just surprised me.” I said.

Heather laughed. She was much more comfortable with this than I was.

Heather and I laid there for a few more moments.

“Ah. Well, come on.” She said.

Heather sat up and pulled the covers off of us, exposing our bodies to the morning light.

“I can’t…I’m so embarassed…” I said.

“Oh, come on.” Heather said. “Do it for me.”

Heather climbed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her body and we kissed hard.

The door opened again. Perfect timing.

“Now, come on. Your breakfast is gonna be cold. You kids have all day.” Heathers mom said. She shut the door again.

This time, Heather broke out into hysterics. She rolled off of me and put on a pair of shorts and a t shirt. I pulled on my clothes and thought about sneaking out the window. But I loved Heather. So I followed her out of her room and sat down at her table.

Heathers mom knew how to make you feel awkward without even Escort trying.

“So, when did this happen?” She asked.

“What, mom?” Heather asked.

“You two. Back together.” Her mother said.

“Why?” Heather questioned.

“It’s just a question, dear.” She said. “I was just surprised to see him, that’s all.”

“Oh.” Heather answered.

I kept my vision focused on the plate below me. I didn’t want to make eye contact with anyone.

“I’m sorry if I scared you, Bret.” Heathers mom laughed.

“Oh, no. That’s ok.” I answered.

“I wasn’t interrupting anything, was I?” She asked.

“No, ma’am.” I answered.

“Mom!” Heather yelled.

“What? I was never young? I know how you kids are.” She said.

“Enough, mom.” Heather demanded.

“Oh, calm down.” Her mother ordered. “I’d rather have it going on in my house than in the street somewhere. At least here you’re safe.”

Heather dropped her head into her hands. Honestly, I thought it was pretty cool. I knew Heather had told her mother a lot of things, but I think she was just embarassed that her mother was talking like that in front of me.

Heather got up and went to her room. Talk about awkward, I was left sitting alone with her mother, who had just earlier saw our naked bodies rubbing together.

“Well, what got into her?” she asked.

I just sat there silent, eating my breakfast.

“She really missed you, you know?” She asked.

“I missed her a lot.” I said, looking down.

“You mean a lot to her.” She said.

“Well, she means a lot to me.” I said, glancing at her.

“Listen, Bret. I didn’t mean to embarass you or anything. What am I supposed to do? Heather is 18. She’s old enough to make her own decisions. I can’t stop that. If she wants to be with you, she wants to be with you. All I can do is be supportive. But I meant what I said. I would rather it be here than in the street somewhere. At least here, I know she’s safe.” She said.

I just nodded my head like I understood.

“All I can do is be supportive and hope you two take care of each other.” she said.

“I really love your daughter.” I said. “Heather said she loved me too. I think it’ll be ok.” I said.

I half expected her to shoot down all of this “love” nonsense. But I was surprised.

“I know you do. That’s why I allow it.” She said.

She let out a long sigh.

“Well, I’ve got some errands to run. You better go see what’s wrong with your girlfriend.” She said.

I didn’t hesitate. I made a beeline for Heathers room. I shut the door and flipped the lock.

Heather was laying on her bed, eyes closed.

“Hey, pooky.” I said.

“Bret, I’m so sorry about that.” she said.

“Oh, it’s ok.” I said, laying down next to her. “She’s just being a mother.”

Heather turned to her side and stared at me. I bent down and kissed her forehead.

We sat there quietly for awhile. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I decided it was safe to turn it back on.

In the time my phone had been off, Kay had taken the liberty to flood my inbox with hate messages. Several of them included her disbelief of me fucking Brianna. I didn’t bother to read all of them completely. I knew Kay hated me now.

The ones I skimmed through had the same basic outline:

-I fucking hate you
-I fucking loved you
-You told me you loved me
-How could you be such a pig
-How could you fuck my little sister

I Escort Bayan didn’t care. She could hate me if she wanted. She did love me. I did tell her I loved her. I was a hormone-ravaged teen. Brianna tricked me the first time.

“Well look at Mr. Popular.” Heather teased. She didn’t know what the messages said.

“Yeah, yeah.” I said.

“Who’s in love with you?” She asked, actually asking who had text me.

“Just you.” I said, avoiding the question.

“Who is it?” She asked.

I let out a long sigh. If was gonna tell this girl I loved her, I had to be honest with her.

“Heather…I know this is probably the worst possible time to tell you this since we just got back together…but there are some things you need to know.” I said.

Heathers face went from being playful to scared.

“Alright…” she answered.

“Uh…” I said, trying to find the right words. “I lost my virginity to my neighbor, Kay.”

“Ok…” Heather said.

“Kay and I just knew each other for a long time. I’m not gonna lie, I did tell her I loved her a few times and I did have sex with her a few more times before you and I started dating.” I said.

“So…you fucked her after you fucked me the first time?” She asked.

“Yes. And I hope you can forgive me, but I did have sex with her the first time we were dating. Many times.” I said.

Heather dropped her head down. She raised her lips as if smiling. But it wasn’t a smile. It’s that face that comes on before you cry.

“I’m so sorry, Heather.” I said. “I don’t know what my problem was. She was just my first, you know? I couldn’t help it. Then you left me and she was all I had. I missed you so much, though. I only wanted to be with you. Now, that’s still all I want. I want to be with you and you only.”

Heather looked down silently for a long time.

“Well…” she said. “That’s not so bad…as long as it’s over.”

“Wait…” I said. “Theres more.”

Heathers head shot down again and I saw tears well up in her eyes.

“I had sex with Brianna, too.” I said. “That wasn’t my fault, though. She tricked me. I can’t really explain how, but I thought it was Kay. You were gone and I thought Kay was back early…it just happened. She didn’t mean a thing to me, Heather. I did fuck her again, though…but I was so damn lonely. But all that’s over. It’s dead. If you’ll have it that way, It’s just me and you.”

For whatever reason, I felt like I could cry too.

“I love you, Heather.” I said. “I really do.”

“I love you, Bret.” Heather answered. “I can’t change what happened. I can only hope you’ll be mine alone now.”

“That’s all I want.” I said.

I leaned down and kissed Heather. Her eyes were read from tears and her cheeks were wet. We stayed kissing for a long time.

I broke our kiss.

“So what do you want to do?” I asked.

“I dunno. What do you wanna do?” She asked.

“Well…” I smiled. “Your mom did say she’d rather everything happen here…”

“Yes. Yes she did.” Heather answered.

I yanked at the bottom of Heathers t shirt. Her breasts bounced out. I took off my own shirt and decided to just go ahead and get naked. Heather decided it was a good idea and slipped her shorts off.

She spread her legs slightly and I lowered my head to her beautiful snatch. How I’d missed her particular aroma. I ran my tongue up and down her slit. What a great taste.

I shot my tongue in and out. I brought my finger Bayan Escort up to rub the top of her pussy while my tongue shot in and out.

I licked every bit of her pussy I could reach. This belonged to me. As I licked, I noticed my tongue hit a little nub. As my tongue slid over it, Heathers body shook. Ding, Ding!

I focused all my attention on that little nub. The clit. I attacked it with my tongue and sucked it. Heathers breathing increased and her body went wild.

Soon enough, my face was being hit with hot fluid. Heathers body shook. What an orgasm. I licked all the juices I could find. I stood up and wiped my mouth.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Oh my God.” She said.

“Now what?” I asked.

“Oh…I know…” She said with a smile.

Heather got on all fours. She reached back with her right hand and used her middle finger to rub her asshole. Now that’s what I was talking about. She’d been the one that introduced me to it.

I jumped at the opportunity. Literally. I hopped on the bed and ran my fingers down and shoved them into her pussy. I moved them around a little and brought them back up and rubbed them over her asshole. I had to get a little lubrication.

I shoved the head of my cock right up to her asshole and rubbed it around slowly.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Been ready.” She answered.

With that, I eased myself in.

“Ahh. Fuck yeah.” I said.

I pumped my hips slowly back and forth. Finally, I sped up my movements until I was running on all cylinders.

“Ah. Fuck yeah. Fuck me.” She moaned.

“Ah. God. I’m fuckin’ you good. Ah. Fuck yeah.” I said.

My hips were slamming against her ass. My balls were slamming against her slit. My hands were running down the length of her back.

I stopped pumping long enough to turn Heather over onto her back. I lifted her legs and took off again.

Now I had access to her face and tits. I took advantage of both.

With our lips touching, we started our talk again.

“You’re so damn sexy, baby.” I said.

“Ah, just keep fucking me.” She said.

“I am, baby. I’m fuckin’ you good.” I said.

With that, I continued to slam my cock into her ass.

“Ah. I’m gonna fucking cum, Heather.” I said.

“Cum in me, baby. Fucking cum in me!” she instructed.

“Ah shit! I’m cumming. I’m cumming!” I said.

I wasn’t lying.

My cock erupted inside of Heather. My boiling hot cum coated the inside of her ass.

We were both breathing heavy. I pumped my cock a few more times and then pulled out. We laid on the bed until we caught our breath.

“That was great.” I said.

“Mhmm.” Heather answered.

“Well…I need to get home. Parents probably think I’m dead. I’ll be back later.” I said.

Heather and I sat up. I put on my shirt. I grabbed my boxers and pants. I planned on just getting dressed in the living room. Heather didn’t bother to put anything on.

I unlocked her door and opened it. I looked back at Heather, who walked over to me and put her arms around my neck. We kissed. Somehow, God only knows, my cock began to grow again. It was poking at her pussy. Heather giggled.

“He’ll just have to wait.” She said.

“Oh yeah?” I said with a smile.

I grabbed her legs and lifted her up. My cock went inside her and I started to thrust my hips in and out.

“Can’t you at least close the door?” I heard. What the hell?

Surprised, Heather and I both turned. There stood Heathers mother, looking down and shielding her eyes.

I quickly let go of Heather and slipped my boxers on.

This woman was going to kill me…

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Alright, guys, the 1st part was a little rushed and there wasn’t enough detail, so I took my time with this and it’s more vivid now. Enjoy!
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As soon as my clock struck 9am, our eyes fluttered open and we sat up to stretch. The exhaustion that we felt that night was washed away, and we felt almost impossibly peaceful. I looked at Kazumi and said, “Good morning, beautiful…” to which she replied, “Good morning, handsome…” I looked down at the bed to see a pool of sperm that leaked out of her through our sleep, but it was easily wished away. I stood up to stretch properly as I asked, “Hey, could you fully dress the two of us?” She smiled, nodded and clicked her fingers, and in a little flash, I was clad in my usual clothing; black jeans, band t-shirt, open black jacket and leather boots. But she had dressed herself in the same sheer garments she wore the night before. I questioned her about it, “Uh, Kazumi, you’ll kinda stand out in public if you dress like that.” She looked down at her clothes and asked, “Oh, sorry, Ryuugo, what should I wear?” Thinking for a minute for an easy way, an idea hit me, “Scan my mind for an example of what you should wear. Then, dress yourself that way.” She nodded and clicked again, and I could feel her rooting through my mind. Once she found what she was looking for, she clicked again, and after another flash of light, she looked like the female version of myself; form-fitting black skinny jeans, a band t-shirt (she went for the same Disturbed t-shirt I was wearing), a black leather jacket, and black leather knee-high boots. She’d also had make-up applied; black lipstick, mascara and thick eye-liner. She was my dream girl. All I could say was “Wow…” She did a little turn as she said, “Do I look good, Ryuugo?” but I just said, “Wow…” again, and she giggled. I looked down at the bulge in my jeans, and the size I wish my cock to the night before seemed ridiculous then. I wished for it to shrink down to 7 inches soft and 9 inches hard, so it didn’t look like I was hiding a python in my pants. I took her hand and led her downstairs to the kitchen, where Mom and Saki were already having breakfast.

I don’t know why, but Mom and Saki looked more attractive, more radiant, that morning. I noticed features about the two of them that I’d never paid attention to before; Mom’s waist-length, sleek black hair, her hour-glass figure, her nicely shaped and sized breasts, and her round, firm ass. She was 37, 5’7″, but still looked like she’d have men drooling over her. And Saki was like a miniature figure of Mom. She was 5’3″, with shoulder-length black hair, smaller but perky breasts, and a juicy butt that craved attention. I felt a certain sensation stirring below, but I fought it off. When they saw Kazumi and I, they both smiled and Mom said, “G’morning, you two. Breakfast’s on the table.” We sat down at the two plates of pancakes, across from Saki, and started eating. After a little while, Saki stood up, walked over to Mom, and the two started whispering. I couldn’t here what they were saying so I leaned over to Kazumi and whispered, “I wish I could hear what they’re saying. Oh, and I wish I could read people’s minds.” She nodded and clicked twice under the table, and suddenly, Mom’s and Saki’s conversation became more clear. Saki was saying, “…He looks different than yesterday.” “Maybe he’s been working out and we haven’t noticed until now.” Mom replied. I decided to dive into Saki mind to see what was going on in there. The thought that was rolling around was, “Why does Ryuugo look so hot?”. I retracted from her mind and dove into Mom’s, just in time Escort to hear, “If I don’t keep control of myself, I’ll end up jumping on him and begging him to fuck me…” I returned to my own mind, a little shocked about what I heard, but at least I knew that the attraction wish I asked for the night before worked. I was just caught off-guard to hear such thoughts about myself from my mother and my sister. As me and Kazumi finished our pancakes, I put the plates in the dishwasher and said to Mom, “Me and Kazumi are going out. I’ll call you when I’m coming home.” I then kissed her on the cheek, after which I’m sure I heard a little whimper from her, and led Kazumi outside.

The sky was blanketed in clouds as we started walking down the sidewalk. I looked to Kazumi and said, “Hey, I wanna ask you something.” “Anything, Ryuugo.” She replied. I looked up at the clouds as I asked, “Would you mind if I slept with other people as well as you?” She simply smiled brightly at me as she answered, “Of course, I wouldn’t mind. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy!” I nodded, satisfied with the result. She then smirked at me and asked, “You’re thinking about having sex with your mother and your sister, aren’t you?” I chuckled a little as I said, “Who wouldn’t? They’re absolute babes! But don’t get me wrong, I’ll always love you the most.” I winked at her, and she blushed heavily. She then shook it off as she asked, “So, where are we going?” I thought a little before saying, “The mall. I just wanna test out that attraction with for real. Oh, that reminds me, I wish that my dick’s size will adapt to suit any girl’s preference.” She giggled as she clicked. Nothing happened immediately, but I trusted that it worked. We came across a bus-stop and waited for one to the mall. We only waited a few minutes before one rolled up. I paid for the both of us and rode the bus for around 5 minutes before stopping outside the mall. We got off and walked inside to see a complex of stores and stalls. It was a lot better than the mall back in my hometown, so things were looking up. After walking around for a while, we came across a store called ‘Beasts and Harlots’, a store specializing in gothic and metal-head merchandise. We walked in and, I have to say, it was paradise. There were sections of merchandise for every band under the sun (or the moon in this case).

We were browsing through the Slipknot section when a female store clerk approached us. She looked a little taller than Kazumi, she had purple liberty spikes in her hair, make-up similar to Kazumi’s, slightly smaller tits, and she wore a Paramore ripped vest and a plaid mini-skirt with tripp boots. “Can I help you two find anything?” She asked. Her voice was like velvet, and Kazumi knew that I’d found my test subject. “Uh, yeah, I was thinking about buying these black combats with the Slipknot logo on them and this Slipknot shirt, but I’m not sure if they’re my size.” I answered. She pointed past the Crossfaith section and said, “We have changing rooms just over there. I can stand outside your booth and hold your clothes as you try things on, if you want.” I nodded and looked to Kazumi, “You keep having a look around. I’ll be back in a few minutes, okay?” Kazumi nodded, and me and the clerk made our way to the changing rooms. I entered the booth and started taking off my jeans. “Crap”, I thought, “I need to keep these with me.” I folded my jeans and rested them on the bench, then I took my shirt off and handed it through the curtains to the clerk. When I felt her take it, I retracted my hand, took my dick out of my boxers and started jerking off to get hard. Then, I stuffed my throbbing hard-on Escort Bayan back into my boxers, pitching a large tent and asked, “Um, if you don’t mind, could you come in here and help me out with something?” I heard her say “Certainly.” before the curtains were drawn open and her eyes locked on to the bulge in my underwear. She gasped in surprise as she said, “Oh my!” but she didn’t back away. Instead, she closed the curtains behind her and knelt down on the floor, and she asked, “Is this what you need help with?” I nodded, to which she smiled, took my cock out, and began licking it up and down. She kissed the tip, which sent a shiver through me, and then she stood up when my rod was nice and wet. She then bent over, leaning on the bench, and pulled her black thong down. “I want you to fuck my ass.” She said.

I didn’t need any further instructions as I positioned my dick at her tiny hole. I wiped some of her saliva on the opening to add lubrication, and I started to push inside. It was incredibly tight and hot, as I pushed deeper and deeper until I was in to the hilt. She moaned and whimpered the entire time, which was music to my ears. I pulled out enough so that only the head remained inside, and then I started furiously pumping in and out of her sweet ass. She squealed when I began my attack, and started pushing herself back to meet my thrusts. I was grunting as I pounded her hole and I said, “Ugh, your ass is so fucking tight, baby.” And through her moans and whimpers she replied, “You cock is filling me up so much.” After a while, I was happy with the results and decided to pump my seed deep inside her. I buried myself balls deep and let loose a torrent of sperm, which brought upon her aching orgasm. When I was done, I pulled out of her, and her ass dropped to the floor, exhausted. I dressed myself, put a card with my phone number on it in her skirt’s waistband, grabbed my new clothes, and left to pay for them. I met up with Kazumi, who’d picked out a sexy, black lace bra and panties, which I gladly paid for. We then left for the food court to get a drink, and Kazumi asked me, “So, was your first test successful?” I sipped on my chocolate milkshake before replying, “Oh, definitely. I left her my number, so I expect to hear from her again.” After gulping down some Coke, she said, “So, I’m guessing your mother and sister are next?” I nodded as I took another sip. “Oh, there’s something I’ve been meaning to wish for. Can you create a mental link between the two of us so I can wish for things my thinking them? Or you can even make wishes on my behalf if I’m thinking about wishing for something.” She clicked her fingers and smiled, “That’s a wonderful idea!” Then I thought to her, “Also, I wish that I can control you no matter what, even if I’m not in possession of jeans or anything like that.” She clicked again. I then stood up and offered her my hand, “C’mon, let’s go home.”

As we were riding the bus back home, I took my phone out of my pocket and dialled Mom’s number. After a couple of rings, she picked up, “Hello?” I spoke into the phone, “Hey, Mom, it’s just me. We’re on our way home now. Just letting you know.” And then she replied, but it sounded like she was ecstatic that I was coming home. “Oh, fantastic! I’ll prepare some dinner for you and Kazumi! See you a few minutes!” “Alright, Mom, thanks. Bye.” I hung up, put my phone away and chuckled as I looked to Kazumi, “This should be interesting.” After a couple of minutes, the bus stopped a few yards away from my house, and we walked down the sidewalk to our front door. When I knocked, I swear I could’ve heard excited squeals from inside. When Bayan Escort the door opened, I saw my mother, dripping wet, wearing the skimpiest bikini I’ve ever seen her wear. Her large breasts were barely contained and her bottoms seemed to disappear between her ass cheeks. “Hi, honey! Me and Saki were just having a little swim. Do you wanna join us?” I felt my boner growing, so I quickly said, “Uh, Kazumi, why don’t you go through to the pool without me? I gotta use the bathroom first.” She was a little worried, as she didn’t have any other clothes, but I thought to her, “I wish you had a closet full of clothes in my room.” She secretly clicked as she made her way upstairs and I almost ran to the ground floor bathroom. I closed the door behind me, forgetting to lock it, and I yanked my jeans down and began masturbating furiously. The thought of my mother’s wet, nearly naked body was burned in my mind, and I was in a lusty trance. That is, until the door opened and Mom saw me.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” She almost yelled. She then started stuttering as her gaze locked on to my boner, “I.. I was just… gonna get the… suntan lotion…” She then quickly entered the room, locked the door, and sauntered over to me. She kneeled down in front of me, giving me a great view of her cleavage, as she said, “Oh, did Mommy cause this?” I slowly nodded as I removed my hand and her’s replaced it. She started slowly rubbing my everywhere; my shaft, my tip and my balls, she didn’t leave any part unattended. She asked me in a seductive voice, “Do you wanna fuck me, big boy? Do you wanna fuck your own mother with this big meat stick of yours?” I quickly nodded, and she smiled as she stood up to take of her bikini. Mom’s wet, naked body was absolutely glorious, especially when she straddled my hips and positioned my cock at her pussy. She sank all the way down with ease, and then I felt my cock grow slightly. It was adjusting to Mom’s preference. Now filling her pussy completely, she gasped lustfully and started to bounce up and down. Even at 37-years-old and after having two kids, her pussy was really tight. She was moaning and gasping as she rode me, and she kept saying, “Yes… Ohhh fuck me, Ryuugo… Fuck Mommy’s tight pussy…” So I grabbed her by the hips and started slamming her down on to my rod, much to her pleasure.

After around 20 minutes, she was nearly screaming in arousal, and she’d already came. When I’d had enough fun, I thought it was time to finish up. I didn’t really like the thought of getting my mother pregnant, so I said, “Mom, I’m gonna cum. Where should I-?” But she cut me off as she exclaimed, “Don’t pull out! Cum inside me! Fill me with your hot seed! Don’t worry, I’m on the pill.” That was good enough for me, and I released. I pumped load after load deep inside her as I kept thrusting. When I’d finished, I slowed to a stop and lifted her off my cock, semen gushing out of her on to the tile floor. She dropped to her knees and started licking my seed from the floor. “Mom, that looks so hot…” She looked up at me with her tongue covered in my white gunk. I decided that she deserved more, and I made myself cum buckets again, coating her face, tongue and tits. She cleaned herself up before licking my dick clean, then we straightened ourselves up before leaving the bathroom. When I walked out to the pool, Kazumi was swimming laps, and Mom was whispering to Saki, but when they saw me, they stopped before I could hear anything. Saki walked up to me, pressed her tits against me and gave my cock a playful squeeze through my jeans as she whispered, “Meet me in my room after dinner.” And she walked inside. I watched her swaying ass as she left, and I thought to myself, “This is gonna be a fun night…”
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Our van rolled into the city in search of a good place to set up shop. By setting up shop, I mean finding a decent place to run our usual Model Agency scam. Somewhere we could con some mothers out of money for modeling lessons for their daughters. We kept a supply of drug-laced brownies on our desk as a show of hospitality and to dull the mothers’ senses so they’d be easier to con.

The con was good for about $6,000 per week. Plus, every couple of weeks we got a bonus: fucked a mom, a daughter or both (without permission of course).

Chad, at the wheel, complained that he just wanted a fast fuck. Pete agreed. I said we needed to score some cash first. So we looked for a nearby school to set up shop.

Finally we spotted a school: Springville Junior High. It was next to a Dunkin’ Donuts and a mall. Junior highs are good because the moms are usually still young enough to look hot and they’re not so careful with their money.

We parked in the Dunkin’ Donuts parking lot and put out our sign:

MODELS Wanted
Top Model Agency

Chad and Pete kept insisting they needed a fuck. Real bad! I sighed and said, “Ok. We’ll scam one mom then go downtown and find some drunk bitch. Ok?”

Not ok. These guys whine so much. Obviously I was going to get no peace and quiet until they got a good fuck. So, I said, “Wanna go downtown now? Too early in the day to find a good drunk.”

Chad said, “Hell no. Let’s just fuck one of these bitches from the school. I want cherries.”

Pete agreed. That settled things. We’d lure a couple of young chicks from the junior high, take them somewhere quiet and private, and fuck the shit out of them. Sounded like a nice way to spend the morning. We discussed our plan of action: simple, grab them and get the hell outta there. No need to even bother with the brownies.

It was 8:45am so we watched the school girls and boys arriving at school. We figured no one would come to our door until mid-morning break. We were wrong.

Bored, I glanced out the window. A couple school girls came out of Dunkin’ Donuts munching on, what else, donuts. One noticed our sign and nudged the other girl. They both looked, whispered together a moment, and headed toward our door.

I called to Chad and Pete, “Incoming”

One of the girls was a blond with shoulder length hair. She wore a knee-length red skirt, yellow blouse and a blue windbreaker. She carried a backpack on her back. Didn’t seem to have much upfront, I mean not much in the way of tits, but she looked like her cherry must still be available.

The other one looked Asian. She wore clunky glasses, a blue skirt to mid-calf, white blouse, and a red windbreaker. She carried a Hello Kitty backpack in her hand. Again not much in the way of tits but, a girl as nerdy as this one looked, almost certainly still had her cherry.

I grinned and told the guys, “Two cherries.” Then I dug out my bottle and swallowed a load of Viagra.

A soft knock on the door. Chad picked up some rags to use as gags and some rope. Pete licked his lips. I opened the door.

The young blonde with a perky nose shyly looked at me and asked, “Are you really a modeling agency?”

Dumb ass question.

“Yes” I answered. “Come in.”

She whispered something to the Asian nerd, nodded, smiled shyly and came in. The Asian nerd followed right behind.

Pete’s big hand slammed right into the blonde’s face knocking her into the wall and completely covering her nose and mouth so she couldn’t breathe or make a sound.

My hand smashed into the Asian nerd’s face in the same way pinning her against the wall while Chad closed the door. He assured us that no one saw.

The blonde’s eyes were wide as she struggled, kicking wildly. Pete just pushed her a little up the wall so her toes barely touched the floor as he continued to block her air passages.

I followed suit with the Asian nerd. She was shorter than the blonde and her toes didn’t even reach the floor. She tried scratching while struggling for air. Put a nasty scratch on my hand. Well, she would pay for that.

After a couple minutes both girls struggles lessened as the lack of air took effect. Soon they stopped struggling at all and went limp. Pete dropped the blonde on the floor, shrugged and went to start the engine. I dropped the Asian nerd on top of the blonde.

Chad grinned and stuck rags in their mouths.

I popped a can of beer and sat back to watch as Chad tied their hands behind their backs. Next, he took ropes, looped a rope through each girl’s skirt belt and up through some heavy duty hooks in the roof and hoisted them off their feet so they just dangled there sort of leaning back. I thought the rope through the belts was a nice touch. Creative.

The backpack still hung from the blonde’s shoulders. The Asian nerd’s Hello Kitty bag lay on the floor beside the remaining half of her chocolate donut. I ate the donut while rummaging through her bag. A math book and a science book, both with the number Nine on the front. Name inside said “Ting Zhang”. Stupid name. I’d make her pay for making me fuck a bitch with a stupid name.

I cut the backpack off the blonde and looked through it. Same science book and a history book also with the number Nine on it. The inside cover had a name “Linda Sommers”. There was also a blue gym suit.

We admired our new play things as Pete drove off to a quiet, secluded place where we could play without being disturbed.

I enjoyed watching our latest toys suspended by their belts. Their young, soft legs hung down about 6 inches off the floor. Their arms were tied behind their backs. Their heads hung down backwards forcing their mouths open. I thought about what I could do with their mouths. My hands idly rubbed my crotch. The Viagra was working, my cock was hard as an iron rod.

I watched their sweet young bodies slowly spin as Pete turned onto a gravel road. First Linda’s eyes opened, flickered, then stared as she realized she was hanging in the air. She kicked her legs and lifted her head.

I enjoyed the leg kicking because it gave me a glimpse of her polka dot panties. I really wanted to jump on her right away but Pete would get pissed if we started without him. So we waited for him to get to our destination. Chad was having trouble controlling himself. His hands were busy squeezing his crotch.

A minute later the Asian nerd, what was her name? Ting a ling a ling or Escort something. Anyway her eyes opened, widened and instantly welled up in tears. Her chest heaved as she sobbed through her gag. Her legs started kicking too.

Nice. Two pieces of tender young meat kicking and spinning in front of us. I almost came in my pants just watching. I blew a kiss to each of them.

The van slowed and pulled off the road. I looked outside. We were in a clearing surrounded by trees. Deserted. Quiet. Remote. Just right.

Pete came to join us sporting a big bulge in his pants.

Chad slid his hand slowly up one leg of the blonde, I already forgot her name. Just meat. Pete put his hand on the other bare leg, slowly caressing it as our toy struggled, whimpered and kicked. The kicking just made them laugh.

I reached for her blue windbreaker and whispered in her ear, “Time to unwrap our new toy.” I enjoyed the way she shook and how the tears suddenly streamed from her eyes. I tugged on the jacket zipper. Stuck. I didn’t mind. I just grabbed the top and yanked as hard as I could. It tore down the front exposing her yellow blouse.

By now Chad’s hand had reached the inside of her upper thigh. He seemed to be rubbing something under the red skirt. His finger seemed to hook on something, tugged hard and emerged with a fistful of torn polka dot panties. Nice. He looked proud as he waved his trophy. Pete’s hand went under the skirt also, grabbed something, twisted and emerged with the rest of the polka dot cloth.

I heard a gurgling noise come from the blonde’s throat. I slapped her face so she would stop making that irritating sound. Then I reached behind her back, grabbed the top of the jacket and tore it from top to bottom. Now the jacket was in two pieces hanging from her arms.

Looking at the Asian nerd I could see she was staring at us in disbelief. I went over and whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry Chinky, you won’t have to wait long.” I gave her an affectionate pat on the crotch as her tears poured down faster. She made a bunch of burbling sounds so I gave her a slap too.

Back to the blonde piece of meat. Chad had her skirt pulled up to the waist and Pete was idly poking around her slit while avoiding kicks. I stuck my head close to get a good look and remarked, “Not much fur. Can’t be more than 5 or 6 hairs. Almost bald.”

“Yeah.” Chad put in. “No getting hairs stuck on my tongue. Let’s finish ripping it’s clothes off.”

With that he seized the skirt in his fist and tore it off. He then proceeded to rip it into a few more pieces which he tossed into the air with a whoop. Being tied to the rope, the belt stayed on. The belt loops tore off.

Pete put his hand at the top of the toy’s blouse and tore it straight down. The buttons went flying. A couple more tears and the blonde’s blouse hung in rags from her arms as she twisted in the air. A near bald pussy, a naked smooth belly and a small, flimsy white bra greeted us. Her chest heaved, obviously in great distress. Quite entertaining I thought.

Reaching toward the bra I said, “Let’s see those titties.”

Chad threw in, “Kinda small. You sure there’s titties in there?”

Pete fell over laughing.

My hand grasped one cup and yanked back to tear it off. It just snapped back in place. Pete reached behind the baby cow and broke the clasps. My second yank took the bra off so hard it flew to the front of the travel van leaving the baby cow’s tits fully exposed.

We all laughed and Pete joked, “Hey honey, those are so small we gonna have to stretch them.”

Her tits stuck out less than an inch, the nipples were small and hard. I admired our toy twisting in the air, it’s sweet flesh trembling in fear. The burbling from its throat continued so I gave each tit a hard slap.

Inspired by my action, Pete gave her a good whack between the legs on her sweet, tasty looking, bald pussy. I think I heard a yelp from the gag.

The Asian meatpie kept squirming and making mewling sounds probably in eager anticipation of her own turn.

With a piece of naked trembling meat in front of us we figured it was time to enjoy the meal. We all doffed our clothes so that both fuck toys could see all three raging hardons. Enjoying their expressions we knew neither was familiar with hard cocks. Yep. Couple cherries all right.

We played rock, hammer, scissors to decide who got the blonde cherry. I lost. I got the mouth. Pete won. He got the cherry. Chad got the asshole. He acted as if he’d won — he likes tight assholes.

A bit of debate and we agreed that, since we each got a different cut of meat that we should all enjoy our meal together.

I stepped up to the blondes head, which was hanging down again, whipped the gag out and, before she could react, crammed my hard rod down her throat. A handy penknife at her throat convinced her not to bite. Her tears soaked her hair as I started ramming her virgin throat in and out.

Pete stepped between the little cows legs, used his fingers to spread her tiny twat hole, placed his solid cock at the opening and tried to slide it in. He stopped, put butter on his cock, spread her twat hole again and started sliding his cherry ripper in. Her bare tummy frantically heaved as she felt his giant cock forcing its way into her little twat.

Meanwhile, Chad had slid under her, grasped her hips, searched for her bum hole with his fingers and was directing his eager ass ripper to the waiting hole.

I idly thought we should charge the little cow for all the sex lessons she was getting. But I was too busy fucking her throat, her eyes bulging as she watched helplessly. Nice throat. I looked at the way her little tongue pushed at my cock. Felt nice as I went back and forth, in and out. My fingers grabbed her left nipple and pulled up hard as I laughed, “Let’s stretch these tiny titties. Come on. Up, down. Stretch the titties.”

Pete bent over as his cock inched its way into her bucking twat and grabbed the left nipple, stretching it as far as he could.

I could see Chad’s hands pulling her hips hard. Obviously his hot rod was hard at work trying to bust through the little twats asshole. I hoped he’d pop through soon.

Me and Pete worked the titties up and down as hard as we could. Stretching them. Stretching.

My cock worked in and out of her mouth forcing its way down her virgin throat as my ball sack slapped against her head. I hoped she Escort Bayan was enjoying this. From the gagging sounds and struggles, I knew she was.

I watched Pete as his cock stopped for a few seconds. He smiled in delight, gave a mighty heave and his cock went in to the hilt. He’d got his cherry. Our fuck toy was twisting, turning and heaving in terror. Good for Pete.

Suddenly the toy’s frantic struggles climaxed. Aha. Chad had popped the asshole. He must be deep inside her ass now. By the way her body was bucking I knew Chad was pumping for all he was worth.

I watched Pete fucking her twat in and out hard as I pumped her face and yanked on her tits.

My cock felt ready to cum as I fucked our fuck toys virgin throat. More, more. Suddenly my cock burst and my load flooded her throat and mouth. As I pulled out she gasped for air and my cum dribbled down her cheek. I kept yanking on her tits.

I heard a bellow from somewhere under her and knew her asshole was full of Chads seed.

Pete was still pumping away. Faster and faster as he also kept twisting and pulling her nipples. Faster he pumped, in and out. In and out, faster, faster. He was down to the short strokes. One final time he rammed her bald pussy, let out a mighty bellow and his baby maker gushed deep into her twat searching for the waiting egg. The way Pete jerked he was shooting several loads into this delightful fuck toy.

Pete and Chad slowly pulled out. Pete’s rod was smeared red. I hoped he enjoyed his cherry.

Our fuck toy was screaming and crying in pain. She was hurting my ears so I stuck the gag back in her mouth.

I went to the vans mini fridge, got some beer and gave one to Chad and Pete so we could relax and catch our breath before continuing our meal with the Asian meat pie which was twisting, turning and bucking in frantic and eager anticipation of the attention we would soon shower on it.

We went out for some fresh air, looked around and debated what we would do with the Asian piglet. We decided to do her one at a time and I won rock, paper, scissors this time. I got to make the piglet squeal first.

To liven things up we also decided to take the girls out for fresh air and play games with our Asian piggie.

Chad went back in the travel van, released the blonde from her rope and tossed her outside. She rolled and squirmed on the ground with lots of moaning sounds coming from under her gag. Hands still tied behind her back, she still wore the shredded jacket and blouse on her arms and the belt around her waist. Other than that she was stark naked. A bit of blood was smeared on her cunt and her tits looked all puffy and red.

We almost tore into the blonde a second time but Chad emerged with the Asian piglet. She was trying to pull away from him and, on cue, he “accidentally” let her get away. Part of the game.

Chad was grinning behind her. I smiled about 20 feet to the left in front of her. Pete smirked about another 20 feet to the right in front of her. As expected, the piggie tried to run between us. Its funny how girls run when their arms are tied behind their backs.

Me and Pete closed in. The piggie veered to the left. Me and Chad closed in. She veered back to the right. Pete loomed large in her view. She stopped, desperate, uncertain which way to go. The three of us now surrounded her, laughing and enjoying the game. She stood there wild-eyed, chest heaving from fright looking from one of us to the next, scared and uncertain. Unable to escape the three naked men with the raging hard cocks facing her.

We closed in. Pete shoved her at me. I shoved her at Chad and he pushed her back to Pete. Back and forth we pushed until she fell. Then we waited as she struggled back to her feet.

Pete grabbed her long pony-tail, yanked her back, and slowly unzipped her jacket before pulling it down her arms. Watching the tears still streaming down her cheeks, I stepped up, gave her a long hard look in the eyes, put my two hands at the top of her blouse and started ripping it down, one button at a time, slowly, with feeling. Actually, the only feeling I had was the throbbing of my cock. She was shaking her head. I was nodding mine. And smiling.

I watched her belly heave in and out in panic. This little piggie had a nice smooth belly. A tiny, sheer, skin colored bra covered her tiny titties.

Ignoring the titties for a moment, I reached down to her skirt belt and gently undid the belt. Next I undid the side zipper and let her blue midi-skirt fall to her ankles. I kicked her feet so she would step out of the skirt. Nice white cotton panties. Typical middle school panties.

I looked her up and down. Smooth belly, tiny titty bra, ordinary panties, delectable legs, slant-eyes. I wondered whether to tear off the bra and panties or continue the game for another few minutes. Mind made up, I turned her around, untied her arms, yanked her jacket off together with the remnants of her blouse and pretended to lose my grip.

She instantly started running again. As expected.

Pete jumped in front of her, arms spread wide. She turned left. Chad jumped in front of her, arms spread wide, cock waving eagerly. She turned again. I blocked her. She turned round and round caught in our circle again. Again three naked men closing in on her. Again three rigid cocks pointing at her.

Chad pushed her to me I pushed her to Pete. Back and forth. This time we each shoved on her tits for fun. We forced her around and around until she fell again. This time she grabbed the gag out of her mouth and pleaded, “Please. Stop. Let me go.” And sobbed.

I pulled her up by her pony-tail, stuck the gag back in her mouth and said, “Chinky piggie. Slant-eyed cocksucker. Yellow fuck toy. Sure we’ll let you go. After you perform for us. After we fuck you like we fucked your friend. Are you ready to feel the best cocks you’re ever going to have? We’ll fuck you like you’ll never be fucked again. Are you ready?”

Me and the boys just loved the look of stark, naked fear in her eyes. Shaking, she looked at the blonde pig. Blondie was on her knees, whimpering. I kicked the blonde making her fall over again.

Looking back at the Asian pig, I said, “Chinky piggie. I asked you a question. Are you ready?”

She stared at me. Shook her head.

Didn’t matter to me. I reached down, took her panties in my fists, and yanked them off in shreds. I tossed the panty rags Bayan Escort to Chad who wiped them on his cock.

Her pussy didn’t have a single hair. Bald. She tried to cover her slit but I knocked her hands away and slapped her face. The slit was small but I figured I could stretch it.

I turned her around. Nice round bum. Chad would like busting that.

I slapped her face again just because I liked the sound it made. Then I reached for her sheer bra. I slid the shoulder straps down her shoulders. She seemed too terrified to move now. I took one tit cup in each hand and yanked sideways so it broke in the middle. Like the blonde, tiny titties. About same size except the nipples were wider and very dark.

I slapped her again, saying, “Chinkie piggie. How dare you give me such tiny titties? You insult me! We’ll teach you a lesson for insulting us. We’ll stretch those tits until you beg for mercy. Fucking tiny titted Chink.” I gave her another slap. Her face was bright red from all the slaps. Calling her names was making me feel even hornier.

There was a two foot high boulder off to one side of the clearing. I grabbed her pony-tail and dragged her backward toward the boulder. I pushed her face down across the big rock so her lovely ass was sticking out at me. Kicking her feet apart to give me entrance room, I advanced to satisfy my hard cock with the fuck toy’s pussy cherry.

Searching between her legs for the pussy slit, I pulled her pussy lips apart and stuck the tip of my pulsating hard cock into the opening and slowly poked, a little at a time, as I worked my hard, engorged rod into her virgin hole. It took some effort because the twat hole was small, my cock was big and the twat tunnel I was drilling into was dry.

I slapped her back and yelled, “Chinkie piggie. You insult me again? Dry? What, you don’t like me? We’ll see about that.”

I pushed a little bit farther in. I didn’t want to take the cherry right away. I wanted to enjoy her hole first.

Chad and Pete came up and reached under her where her chest was squashed against the rock. They each seized one nipple and started pulling sideways, stretching the little titty nipples.

The bitch didn’t seem to be doing anything other than whimpering through her gag.

In a little bit more, a little more. Something obstructing my pulsating cock. Cherry time. I started pumping slowly back and forth. In and out. Back and forth. Pushing a little harder against the cherry each time, letting my cock enjoy the feeling.

I as pumped into the virgin cunt I heard Chad remark, “Do you think we can get any milk out of these tits if we pull hard enough?”

Pete chuckled and said, “Let’s see.”

They got into a pulling contest to see who could stretch the tits the most.

My balls started tightening from all the pumping in this extremely tight twat. My cock seemed to be swelling up even bigger. It was time. I plunged ahead hard, so very hard. The obstruction suddenly tore and I had my cherry. My Chinkie piggie’s body bucked hard right about then. That made me feel good, that she knew her cherry was popped. I whooped with pleasure and started pumping my cock in and out of that hot cunt as fast as I could, eagerly wanting to release my white seed into her yellow body.

In, out. Back, forth. In, out. My balls got tighter, my cock swelled more. Suddenly the release came. I shot my load straight up her ripe cunt. I hoped an egg was waiting. My cock kept shooting more and more into my Chinkie piggie. My body was covered in sweat. I pulled out, dizzy. I needed to sit down before I fell down. Shit that was good.

Pete hauled her off the rock and tossed her on the ground. He lay beside her legs wide and pulled her in so she could enjoy the look of his raging hard on. Chad came up behind her, pushed her to her knees so that her bum was easy to reach. It was clear that neither her mouth nor her ass was going to be virgin any longer.

Pete grabbed her head and pushed it down on his cock all the way to his cock’s base. Then he pulled her head up and back down.

Chad was spreading her bum cheeks and aiming his assbuster toward her little, yellow asshole. I saw the tip reach the hole, hesitate and then push in. Just a little at a time. Dry obviously. Chad tried pushing in and out, then he tried just ramming in hard. Suddenly all 8 inches of his rod disappeared up her ass. She bucked hard again. Probably enjoying the sex lessons. Again it crossed my mind that we should make the bitches pay for all these sex lessons we were giving them.

Chad was pumping her ass for all it was worth. Pete kept forcing her head up and down on his rod. The Chinkie piggie, what was her name, Tingaling, Tinklebell, Rin Ting Ting, I forget, anyway she seemed to have completely given up.

I watched Chad and Pete giving her a workout, noticed my rod was still rock solid probably because I took way too much Viagra. So I wondered over to the blonde cumbag, rolled her on her back, knelt between her legs and stuck my hot pecker into her pussy. She just seemed to sigh and closed her eyes. I started pounding hard. The pussy was already lubricated from Pete’s turn and the cherry was gone so there was no point in going slow. So I pounded her, working up a real good sweat as my eager pecker used her hot little hole. Yes. I pounded her so hard. I watched her tiny, puffy, punished tits swirl round and round. Up and down. I bit one of the tits and sucked it hard as I kept ramming her juicy twat.

Hearing a couple of loud yells, I looked up. Chad had finished with the Chinkie arse. Pete had shot his load in her mouth. I could see his white goo leaking out of her lips as she collapsed on the ground.

Chad and Pete, looking quite satisfied, came over to watch as I came in blondie, filling her pussy hole with my leftover cum. My cocked jerked a lot but I figured there wasn’t much cum left after using the blondes mouth and the Chink’s cunt.

I rolled off her, got up and the three of us went inside for another beer.

We came out again a half-hour later to check on our fuck toys. They were both gone. Probably running as fast as their pretty little legs would take them. We laughed. The remnants of the blonde’s clothes were inside the van. The Asian’s clothes were still lying on the ground, she’d been so anxious to run away that she’d forgot to grab her clothes. We retrieved her clothes and put them in the van.

Feeling very satisfied, we dressed and drove off heading to another city. We figured this one might turn into a hornet’s nest when the girls finally showed up for school.

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The thief’s Reward: A Medieval Rape Story

The square was quiet, still with the cool early morning air. Not a guard was in sight along the distant walls, not a single peddler was up setting up his booth. It was early and that was exactly why he was where he was, no one would see him.
He crossed the cobblestones quickly and quietly, moving up behind the figure fastened into the heavy wooden stocks that occupied the raised stone platform right beside where they held the beheadings.
She was young, a servant girl, and just yesterday she had been caught stealing her masters jewelry and summarily sentenced to a fortnights punishment in the stocks.
Circling behind her he didn’t fail to notice the curve of her body through the folds of her rumpled, tattered dress, or her long legs where she knelt on the pavement. She had been forced to her knees and then her head and hands had been placed through an opening in the wooden stocks which had been closed and locked, pinning her in place.
After she had been pelted by fruit and insulted for nearly an hour, many of the towns citizens had lost interest and resumed their daily routine, right up through sunset.
Now, she knelt much as she had during the heat of the day, but had finally fallen asleep sometime during the night. Listening to her even breathing as he approached, he knew he would have the upper hand only if he moved quickly.
Moving in front of the stocks he pulled the length of thick cloth from his pocket and held it by either end. Her head hung through the front of the stocks, she rested with her mouth open, her face streaked with dirt and tears from her torment.
He pulled the cloth quickly into her mouth and tied it in a knot behind her head, knowing speed was essential. She awoke from her fitful dreams with a start, but try as she might her screams were absorbed by the bitter tasting rag.
Moving around behind her while she blinked in fright, suddenly and terribly awakened, but saw no one. Stepping up behind her he lifted the back of her dress, exposing her legs to the cool morning breeze.
She shivered and struggled against her stocks, suddenly painfully aware of what was to come. When she began to lash out with poorly coordinated kicks he forced her to cross Escort her ankles and tied them together with another rag.
This reduced her antics to flailing, bucking movements not unlike horses he had seen hobbled during the breaking process. He decided to see what he could do about breaking this little philly in.
Pulling her simple dress unceremoniously up and over her hips he slid it up to her shoulders and deposited it there, letting it hang down in front of her. Head and arms pinned as they were, she still continued to struggle against her bonds, turning the fading red marks bright with friction against the wood grain.
Like most servant girls, her bare skin was white from a lifetime spent indoors, her neck and arms only slightly darker where they had caught a stray ray of sunlight. He ran eager hands down her sides and over her tender young ass, squeezing what she never would have offered otherwise.
One hand found her young vagina and probed it slowly, tauntingly while the other searched out her small breasts and fondled each in turn. Nodding to himself when he found her hymen intact he began to work her tenderest flesh slowly, patting, then stroking, then pulling gently.
He knew from experience that her body would moisten those areas even against her wishes, albeit somewhat more slowly than if she were a willing participant.
Running a hand through her dirt brown hair that hung down over her bare shoulders he felt her tremble with fright, heard her sob into the dirt gag. One hand in her pussy he stroked and tweaked her nipples until the combination of his attention and the night air had them hardening quite nicely.
Nodding in satisfaction he checked the street again and plunged his fingers into her vagina, working her clitoris and deeper fast and hard. Her bottom was bobbing with shock and fright until he pushed one hand down on her young ass and handled her with the other.
Her sobs were becoming hysterical as she struggled, but with his larger frame pinning her ankles to the cold paving stones, there was little she could do to resist. Still, resist she did.
When no one heard her muffled outcries, she continued to pull at the stocks until the red around her wrists and neck had turned brilliant Escort Bayan and raw with the action.
Still he worked her tenderest flesh the way he would milk an old dairy cow. Finally satisfied that her young body was ready for him he stood and unfastened his pants.
She tried to struggle to her feet, but his feet on top of hers combined with the unrelenting stocks made this action futile.
When this didn’t work she tried to pull her pelvis forward, to keep him away from his target, but this too was in vain.
Within moments she felt the head of his thick cock pressing against the outer part of her vagina, felt it slowly pressing in. Although he had no love for the girl he saw no need in destroying her, and made sure he took his time impressing his will on her previously untouched body.
Once he had thrust far enough to maintain his hold he pulled the lips of her quivering vagina aside, making sure not to tear her lest any of the townsfolk see it later. He was determined to leave little evidence behind to his crime.
Standing, he thrust smoothly, deeply until he felt her hymen break and felt her entire body rack with the sudden sensation. Pulling back he eased in again, seeing a tiny spot of blood ringing his penis that confirmed she was no longer a virgin.
Nodding he thrust again, and again, and again, listening to her sob into the gag, feeling her body tremble with terror as he took what he had no right from her.
Reaching around with his left arm and wrapping it around her bare waist he continued to increase the tempo, watching her ass bob as he forced himself in and out of her young body.
Again and again he thrust, then pulled out, satisfied that he head reached the deepest recesses of his captive. Rubbing his fingers in and out he wiped enough of the vaginal secretions and tiny traces of blood away to sufficiently lubricate his second objective.
Convinced that the worst was over he felt her sag under him, but only momentarily. Running his fingers over her ass hole he worked the fluid into her tiny anus, probing it first with one finger, then joining a second and third to the task.
Though it would never open wide enough on its own, he knew that the liquid would help ease the way and pressed Bayan Escort his penis against his tiny target.
When she squeezed her bottom together he slapped her on the rump hard enough to cause her to jerk in shock. Every time she jerked, he would thrust just a little further, every time he slapped her on the ass she would jerk.
This went on for over a minute until the full length of his penis had invaded her anus and she was quivering in pain and fright. He was certain she had never heard of such a thing in her short life, and that getting raped in the vagina had been the worst of her young fears.
Such naivity had now been broken as easily as he had her tender hymen and he satisfied himself inside of her in ways she would never have imagined or permitted were she able.
Her tiny ass was even tighter than her pussy, and he worked his free hand inside of her already sloppy vagina even as he thrust steadily in and out of her bare ass.
Eyes closed in lust, standing on his tiptoes he pounded her young body for several minutes, feeling his balls swell with sperm as his penis rubbed against the insides of his captive.
She passed the time in near silence, though not by choice, the only sound she was capable of making at this point was an agonized, muted sob. When her fright finally got the best of her, she began to pee all over his fingers, her body heaving as she struggled to remain conscious.
One hand still inside of her vagina he worked his unwilling partner until he felt her go limp and knew she had passed out. Eyes squeezed shut he pulled out and plunged back into her stinking vagina, working his penis hard and fast.
Pulling her legs together he pounded the tiny genitals as hard as he could, fully intending to wake her up. Instead he himself jerked through an orgasm, shooting his full load into her young, unresisting, unaware insides.
Aware that daylight was soon upon him he fastened his clothing around him and picked up the bucket of water he had brought along for the occasion.
Splashing it over her violated anatomy he washed away the majority of the evidence onto the cobblestones, finally succeeding in waking her. Body shaking with cold and shock she trembled as he pulled her dress back down and tiptoed quietly from the courtyard.
He decided as he left the square that if the sentence continued into the next night she would probably have earned another visit from him.

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