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After several weeks volunteering for the Meals on Wheels program, one of the other volunteers was leaving for vacation. Sarah didn’t deliver to very many people, but they were spread out in the rural areas. We decided that the rest of us would just pick up one extra stop to cover down for her. I was assigned to deliver to Rose. It just so happens, that Rose is about 17 miles in the opposite direction from the rest of my deliveries.

Rose was a spry 59 years young, and didn’t really seem to need food delivery, except for the fact that she lived alone in the middle of nowhere. I decided that I would deliver to her first, so I could come back and pick up the rest of the food and do my normal route.

After the ridiculous drive to Rose’s hobby farm, I arrived early. I wanted to give myself extra time for trying to find the place. Rose was a little surprised to see me when she answered the door, and offered to give me the dime tour, since I had extra time. I can’t say that I remember much of what she was saying as she led me through the house. I was a little preoccupied checking her out as she pointed out all of the antique furnishings throughout her home.

I was guessing that Rose was a transplanted cowgirl. She was wearing western boots, tight denim jeans, and a sleeveless white blouse. Her jet-black hair flowed straight down past her shoulders. I was trying to remain covert as I was staring at the slightly sagging C cups pulling at her blouse. We made our way outside, and took a walk through the horse stables out back. Rose had two dark brown female horses, one adult and one filly, and a stallion that was apparently on loan for breeding with the adult female. She continued to talk of her day to day activities and how most of them revolved around the horses.

I looked at my watch and mentioned that I must be going. Rose apologized for rambling on, and as I made my way back to my car, she asked if I was working tomorrow. I guess Sarah would occasionally come by and go riding on the weekends, so she extended the invitation for me to swing by tomorrow and “Take a ride” as she emphasized.

That evening, I was wondering why I had all of the sudden been getting hit on by so many mature women. Sure, I didn’t have nearly as much interaction with them before, but I was wondering to myself if that was all it took. I was fairly certain that Rose had similar intentions as other women I had been meeting up with, so I was not going to miss this ride for anything.

I did not want to appear too eager, so it was about three in the afternoon when I arrived at Rose’s ranch on Saturday. She greeted me with a big smile on her face at the front door. She offered me some lemonade, and we made our way out to the stable. When I entered into the stable, I noticed that the older female was quite calm, while the filly and the stallion were restlessly moving about their stalls. I asked Rose if they were always like this, and she told me no, as she was latching the outside door to the stable. She explained that the filly was in heat, but was not grown enough to breed yet, and the stallion could smell the filly and was responding to her.

I looked over at the stallion, who was fully erect as he paced around. Rose said that he was also excited because it had been nearly a week since he was mating with the other Escort female, and had not had any contact since then. I asked Rose where she wanted to go to ride today, as I walked over to the Filly’s pen. I petted the filly for a little while as Rose entered the stallion’s pen, leaving my view. She said that she would normally ride out on some of the trails near her property. She said that she would usually ride Faith, the older horse, and Sarah would ride Vixen, the filly.

Rose started walking the stallion out into the common area and said “But since these two are acting up so bad, I thing we should just stick to riding in here.”

I didn’t quite get what she meant by that, until I turned around to see her standing next to the stallion, fully naked. She gave me another big grin as she walked the horse over and hitched him to a post. Rose picked up a bucket and set it down next to the stud. She pulled out wet, soapy towel from the bucket and proceeded to wash the still erect penis, hanging before her. She looked over towards me, saying “I have always wanted to try this, and the stud is leaving on Monday. It’s a little too dangerous to do by myself, so I figured it was a good idea to have a big, strong man here.

She threw the towel back in the bucket and set it aside. Then she pulled a bench over and slid it under the horse. I was really shocked at what I was seeing here. Was she expecting me to participate here or what? Rose climbed under the horse and laid on her bench, on her back. Apparently the horse’s cock was slick enough for her liking, so she slid down the bench and grabbed the penis, putting it at her crotch. She worked herself down, starting it into her. I decided that I wasn’t entirely sure where this was going to end, but I might as well join in.

I rolled up my sleeves and got down beside her. I started working her nipple while she humped away at the horse. She didn’t seem to be enjoying herself all that much, since the horse barely noticed she was there. After she was fairly tired, I suggested that we try something else. Rose climbed out, and I directed her over to the gate of Vixen’s pen, which had crossbars instead of being solid wood. I told her to stand there, bent over, and to hold onto one of the lower bars. I then unhitched the stud and led him over to Rose. He sniffed around her rear end, and then immediately reared up putting his front legs on top of the gate. This afforded him a full view of Vixen as he humped away. I was sure that this would work well, as it was quite similar to how ranchers harvest horse semen (Thank you, Discovery Channel).

The stud started thrusting right away. I asked Rose if she was ready for this, and she nodded, with her eyed tightly closed. The stud was just rubbing it’s cock on Rose’s back. I didn’t really want to, but I knew I was going to have to guide it in. I pushed Rose forward a little, and then grabbed the stud’s penis, and pushed it down into place. As soon as it was in position, the horse came forward with a violent thrust. In no time at least eight inches of the horse had disappeared into Rose’s cunt. I was relieved that the horse had hit the mark, because I had no idea how painful it would have been if it had gotten into her anus. Nevertheless, Rose let out a sharp scream.

The stud continued to thrust away, and Rose’s scream turned into grunts, and then moans. I knew that the horse was not going to last long, and sure enough, after only 45 seconds Escort Bayan or so, the stud slowed, and gave a few last forceful thrusts. I could see large amounts of semen leaking out and running down her leg. Once the stud had finished, he started to back away. When his flaccid penis loudly popped out of Rose’s pussy, it was followed with a splash as what seemed to be a gallon of semen hit the ground.

The stallion jumped off of the gate, and I led it over to it’s pen and locked it up. I came back over to Rose, who was still bent over in position. She was frozen, just trying to figure out what had happened. I leaned over behind her and took a peek at her now gaping vagina. It looked as if she had just finished giving birth. I could not help myself, as I put my fingers together and easily slid my hand into her wide open cavern. It slid in way past the wrist with little resistance. Rose started to stand up, as it pulled my arm out of her, and she tried to walk towards the bench. I had to help her over there and got her seated.

I sat down next to her, and was just sat there for a minute, without speaking. Rose must have been silent because she was exhausted, but I just had no idea what to say. I stared at the filly’s pen, where it was now circling fiercely, and rubbing it’s rear against the walls. She was making all sorts of noise, since she was worked up by the show we had put on.

“Vixen is waiting for her turn now” Rose said quietly with a faint smile on her face. I looked over toward the stallion’s pen. When I did, Rose said “No, no, no, I don’t want her getting pregnant, it’s your turn.” as she nudged me, trying to push me off the bench. I stood up wondering what to do. I had never thought about doing this sort of thing before. It seemed quite perverted and sort of a stupid thing for a man to do. But since I was in here with Rose, I guess it meant that today was a day for experimentation.

I turned and picked up the bucket and walked over setting it down next to the gate as I undid the latch. Vixen was immediately nosing against me once she had access. I threw the reigns on her and hitched her to a ring on the wall. I grabbed the bucket and walked to her hind quarters, pulling the towel out of the bucket. Vixen had her tail held high in anticipation of what she was waiting for. I threw her tail up onto her back and laid eyes on her lips for the first time. They were swollen and wet already, she was definitely in heat. I brushed my knuckles across them and her lips flared out as soon as I touched them. I could feel the heat coming off of her vagina without even touching it. I took the towel and cleaned her lips off, and the area around them.

Vixen had to be very young, since he rear end was only a little higher than my waist. I put the towel back an looked for something sturdy to stand on. Off in the corner there was a crate that would be perfect. I brought it over and put it down behind Vixen. I stood up on it to check the height. It was at just the right level, and as I stepped down, I stopped and thought to myself, “Am I really doing this?” With that I looked over to Rose, who was already rubbing her pussy in excitement. Fuck it, I already came this far.

I stripped down and tossed my clothes off to the side. Once I was naked, I could not believe how hard my cock was already. I didn’t think that I would be this turned on, but I guess since I had always liked the taboo things in life, it Bayan Escort made enough sense. I stepped back up on the crate and grabbed hold of my dick. I touched the head to Vixen’s pussy lips, and they flared releasing a little wetness and a lot of heat. I slid my dick up and down her slit a couple times and got it lubed up. Here goes nothing.

I slowly pressed my cock into Vixen’s blazing hot vagina. I was amazed at how tight it was. She was young and had never been mated, so I was breaking in a virgin. I pulled back out the little that I had put in, and Vixen clamped down when I did. As I started to push back in, her lips flared and her hole opened, and she pulled in tight again as I backed out. I started a slow rhythm, and soon found myself not just fucking a horse, but making love to it. Once I had gotten all the way in, I started to pick up the pace.

I pulled my dick all of the way out and began slamming it into my little horse whore. I looked over at Rose to find her working her clitoris feverishly. She was sweating and seemed to be lost in her own world, only occasionally glancing my way. I looked back to my work at hand and continued to slam myself hard into the filly. There was no way I was going to reach the end of her canal, and the inside was smooth as silk, so I was in for a long ride. I pounded away feverishly for half an hour, and there seemed to be no end in sight. Soon the horse started to lower it’s front legs and bowed her head. She began pounding the ground with one of her rear hooves, and stopped flaring when I entered into her.

Was this really happening? All at once, Vixen raised her head letting out a shrieking neigh, and clamped down hard on my cock. She then collapsed down to the ground, which pulled my dick out of her no longer virgin hole. I guess that Vixen was done, seeing as she was gasping for breath and laying on her side, quivering every now and then. I wasn’t going to be able to finish in her, and I was still hard as a rock. I got down and made my way over to Rose. She still had a big smile on her face as I took her hand and got her up off of the bench.

“Are you ready to leave?” She asked.
“Nope” I said, “I am ready to come” as I turned her around. I grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto her knees. She leaned forward onto the bench and I once again took my dick in hand. It was still slick from Vixen as I placed it at Rose’s back door. There was no point in even thinking of taking her in the cunt, since it was probably able to make an echo. I pressed the head of my dick into her ass and was accepted readily. I slid in slowly and was able to bury myself all the was in on the first try. I went slowly for a minute, and I reached under and played with her clit.
Once I had myself worked up, I stopped playing with her button and just went to town, pummeling her ass, and reaming it out like the stud had done to her pussy. I had no intention of holding myself off to wait for her, but lucky for her she was right there with me. Rose started to scream as I emptied myself into her asshole. I pulled all of the way out and slammed in again shooting my load deep inside of her.

I slumped forward, and stayed inside of her for a minute as I lost my wood. Once I was soft, I withdrew myself and got up, walking over to the wash bucket. I cleaned my genitals and got dressed. I got Vixen to stand up and led her into the pen as Rose went and got dressed. She walked with me out to my car and thanked my for taking her for a ride. As I drove off, I thought to myself just how intense today was. I also told myself that I did not want to try that again any time soon.

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Part 16:

I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience.

“Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.”

Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”

We stepped into the bedroom, to find that the entire floor was covered in beds. Lean a few on the walls and we’d have a giant padded cell. “Ok, girls, are you all ready to play tonight?”

“Yeah!” the cheered.

“Momo wants to go first!” my cat demanded.

“No, me!” shouted Amanda.

“Get in line, pipsqueaks!” Betty yelled.

“Actually, I’ve decided that Neija will get the first turn.”

Her ears perked up. “Me? But I’m dirty and sweaty from being in the woods.”

“What a coincidence, I have a shower.”

I then scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bathroom with an army of animal-eared girls following me. I sat her down on the counter and turned on the shower, then stripping off my clothes. When I looked at her, she had a sweet smile on her face, her heart free of all doubts and stresses. Once the bathroom began to fill with steam, I stepped through the glass sliding door and invited her in. Under the hot spray, lips and tongues melded, her arms around my neck and mine around her slender waist.

Without ending our kiss, I retrieved a bar of soap from a rack behind Neija and began to scrub her back. The regal feline purred from the caresses, always loving some good petting. She raised one leg and wrapped it around me, my soapy hand sliding down her bronze thigh. She gasped as grabbed her ass, toned and full like a volleyball player’s. I massaged the soft muscle, while between her legs, her tail writhed like a snake. She stepped down and switched to the other leg. I broke our kiss, my lips unable to resist her breasts any longer. They were luscious and full, most similar to Sonja’s of all people. She panted as she felt me lick the water off her breasts, having never felt such a sensual touch. Behind us, the bathroom was filled with over a dozen hybrids, all them watching us with flushed cheeks and slick inner thighs.

“Come on, let’s put a show on for them,” I whispered in Neija’s ear. I then pulled away and got behind her, the two of us facing the girls. “Put your fingers on the ceiling. Let’s see how long you can keep them there.”

She didn’t understand, but did as told, keeping her hands on the ceiling of the shower with the spray directly over her. She leaned her head from side to side, the hot water pouring on her face and riling her up. I stood behind her, soaping up my hands. The girls outside held their breaths, waiting to see what I would do. Despite her newfound compliance, the way that Neija growled and gasped told me that she was trying to brace herself. She was eager to play, but her pride as a lioness wouldn’t simply let her act as the desperate nympho. She had to retain some kind of upper hand, maintain a dignity and reserve that no sensation could defeat. If anything, that excited me even more. It wouldn’t be any fun if I didn’t have to really work to make her orgasm.

I didn’t go for the sudden grab. Instead, my fingertips found her flat belly. She shivered from my touch, every animal instinct telling her to defend her vulnerable spot. I dragged my fingers up and down her stomach, making her writhe and shift back and forth to try and stop the tickling sensation. But while her hips were swinging like a chandelier, her hands didn’t leave the ceiling. My hands finally found her breasts and I began to massage them with the soap on my palms foaming up. Neija began to whimper, new to such a powerful sensation. She bit her lip, her cheeks turning red, trying to maintain her will and dignity.

The girls outside were almost pressed to the glass, their curiosity approaching ravenous levels. Several even started massaging their own breasts the way I was massaging Neija’s, but they weren’t feeling anything close to what they saw in the lioness. They realized that true pleasure would only come in having their Master touch them. I was pulling out all the stops, using every trick I had to turn her breasts against her, making them weapons to tear down her resolve. With the proper technique, I could even use her to make music. By tickling the underside of her breasts, I could trigger a low moan, and by focusing on her nipples, I could raise the pitch. I’ll admit, I became a little arrogant, trying to make her sing the main theme to the first level of Super Mario.

“Master, I can’t take it anymore! I’m… I’m… ROOOOOOWR!”

I grabbed both of her arms with one of mine, keeping her from dropping them as she climaxed. Unable to touch her slit, she began lowering her hips and rubbing her thighs together to try and address the pleasure rampaging through her womanhood.

“My, my, did you just cum from having your breasts played with?”

“You’re a jerk, Master,” she said with a pout.

“You should be thanking me. I just gave you what I bet is your first orgasm. Besides, I wouldn’t feel the need to tease you if you’d just let go of your pride. You said you wanted to play, but you’re still so uptight. Now, put your hands against the glass and lean forward with your legs spread. I’ll help you loosen up.”

She obeyed, assuming the position as if I was about to frisk her. She was facing the girls, all watching her with wide eyes. My fingers slipped between her legs, probing her flower. After her orgasm, she was sensitive beyond measure, so even the softest touching sent bolts of lightning up her spine. I soaped up her entrance, making sure it was as slippery as possible. My cock then replaced my fingers, but rather than entering her, I simply slid it back and forth across her labia. The anticipation magnified the sensations, causing her to let slip a moan before she could stop herself. I continued grinding my manhood against her, loving the look on the girls’ faces as they stared at the purple head appearing from between Neija’s smooth thighs and then receding like a wave.

“How long are you going to toy with me?” she panted. I hadn’t even penetrated her and yet I had already drained her stamina.

“I’ll put it in, just as soon as you say “Master, please fuck me”.”

“What?! I agreed to play with you, but I’d never sink so low as to saying that!”

“Well then, I guess I might as well just invite the next girl in. After all, you’ve already had your orgasm, so there’s no real point to continuing.”

Finally, she smiled and even began to laugh. “To think you could be so cruel. Ok, here it goes. Master, please fuck me!”

I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “Goddamn, I love you.”

I didn’t give her any warning. Instead, I simply drove into her in a single perfect shot. She moaned at the top of her lungs, as outside, all the girls held their breath. They had been told what it meant to play, but actually seeing it was something else altogether. I had fully penetrated her womanhood; her hot, wet interior smothering my cock, as if trying to both trap me inside and push me out. I grabbed her hips and rocketed up to stop speed, hammering her with all the strength I had and sending her voice bouncing off the bathroom walls.

“Yes, Master! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she shrieked in ecstasy.

I fucked her like a machine, loving the sight of the vibrations moving through her magnificent sun-kissed body. Her ass jiggled magnificently, the ripples moving up her shapely form and reaching her breasts, making them slosh like the sea during an earthquake. Her strength was fading, she could not maintain her position. Her outstretched arms, holding her off the glass door, began to shake, and soon, her forehead was pressed to the glass. She was unable to do anything more with me dominating her pussy. But I wasn’t done yet.

I wrapped an arm around her chest and pulled her back against me, and with my other arm, I lifted up one of her legs. This granted me access to go deeper and at a different angle, and even better, it gave the girls outside a better view of my cock sliding in and out of Neija’s sleeve.

“Master, kiss me,” she begged.

I pulled out of her and spun her around. I picked her up and held her against the wall while she pressed her lips against mine. Her long, smooth legs were wrapped around my waist and I returned my sword to her sheath. I resumed fucking her, this time able to bob her up and down on my cock while she stuck her tongue down my throat. Soon enough, I could feel myself reaching my limit. I was about to blow, but of course, I couldn’t deny Neija her big finish, and that meant cheating. I grasped the end of her tail and began rubbing the tip between my thumb and finger.

“Ah, Master, that’s not fair!”

She made the mistake of ending our kiss, because now I was able to lean past her and begin nibbling on one of her ears. She never stood a chance. She growled in climax over and over again, her body fully submitting to me as I soaked her secret garden with my seed. Her body became limp and her legs released me, but she could not stand on them. I scooped her up in the princess hold and turned off the shower. All the girls backed off to make room as I got out of the shower.

“Grab her some towels,” I said.

I carried her out into the bedroom and laid her out on one of the mattresses on the floor. I dried her off with the towels, causing her to purr like a Ferrari.

“Master, that was amazing,” Neija hummed with her eyes half-open.

“Yeah, it was. You did great.”

She grasped my hand and held it against her cheek, purring with eyes full of happiness. “I love you, Master.”

“I love you too, you big silly cat. Now go ahead and get some rest.”

I laid a blanket over her and stood up, my body trembling. After shooting my load, my stamina was greatly depleted, and I would have been happy to just go to sleep, but I couldn’t do that to the girls. Luckily, I had a secret weapon.

“Betty, Leah, you know what to do.”

They raced over, my member immersed in Leah’s mouth and my lips around one of Betty’s nipples. It took only a few moments for the girls to finish their work. Thanks to Betty’s nectar of the gods, I felt like I could run a marathon, and after some loving oral service from Leah, my penis stood firm with a fresh erection, as if I hadn’t even ejaculated. Best pit crew ever.

“You two are my rock,” I said before giving them each a loving kiss. I then turned to the rest of the girls. “Ok, who’s up next?”

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With Betty and Leah acting as my support, I fucked like my life depended on it. I had until sunrise to satisfy every girl, so unfortunately, I couldn’t give them all the time I gave Neija, but I made up for it in intensity and by going straight for the sweet spots. As soon as one girl climaxed, I’d move on and deflower the next. I was always surrounded, a hundred eyes focused on me at all times. I had originally thought the girls might get bored waiting for their turns, but they were completely transfixed on the show in front of them. At several points, everything blurred together and I lost track of time, who I was with, and what I was doing.

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“Master, we’re ready,” said Chloe and Lola.

Chloe was lying on top of Lola as if in the missionary position, the two of them naked with Chloe’s butt pointed at me. Goddamn, it’s not fair how cute they are. I got behind them, but instead of simply mounting them, I held up one of Lola’s small white feet and covered it in kisses. She laughed and squirmed as my lips moved across her toes. I did the same to her other foot, then to Chloe’s. I lowered my head and began slurping on Chloe’s pussy, making her pink tail curl. Lola stared at Chloe, their faces just inches apart, each with rosy cheeks. Chloe’s whimpering, her watery eyes, her wetting lips, it was obvious she was experiencing something incredible and she wanted to feel it herself.

I licked out Chloe for a couple more minutes, fully exploring her tight body with my tongue. I then went down on Lola, kissing her virgin labia, first gently, then with tongue. Lola began to whine from the alien probing, her skinny legs kicking the air as if she was being tickled. Lola and Chloe, they tasted so similar, so sweet. With my tongue, I could tell she was tight, just like Chloe had been her first time. I inserted my middle finger, causing her to arch her back and moan. I stirred her up while licking her clitoris to prime the pump and get her as wet as possible.

Once the job was done, I sat up and grabbed a pillow. “Hold on, girls, I want to try something.”

I lifted the two of them up and put the pillow under Lola’s hips so her womanhood was pointed up at an angle. With their bodies raised, I inserted my cock between their kissing pussies, causing both of them to begin to pant. Due to her diminutive size and fragile personality, I’d have to take it slow and gentle with Lola. I began my strokes, grinding between their wet lips, so plump and smooth, and wet with arousal.

As with Neija, just that simple touch was enough to drive her wild, Chloe as well, even though we had had sex countless times. Their eyes were swimming, their mouths open, their whimpers heard by everyone. I would have liked to stay like that a little longer, but I had a lot of girls to get to. I moved ahead, penetrating Chloe and filling her pussy with my muscle. After all the build-up I had done, it didn’t take much to make her react. She moaned as I began my strokes, and below her, Lola watched with both nervousness and envy. I built up the speed of my strokes, soon slamming my full weight against Chloe’s body with her pussy stuffed to the maximum. She was being pushed forward and pulled back with her nipples kissing Lola’s.

She came after a few minutes and collapsed on Lola, panting in her ear. Semen was dripping from her slit, and without even me needing to say anything, Leah crawled over and restored my erection.

“Are you ready for this, Lola?” I asked.

She gave an anxious nod. Leah released my cock and I pushed it into Lola. She cried out as I deflowered her, her virgin blood being shed. She spread her legs as far as she could, trying to lessen the intense feeling of penetration. Remembering her own first time, Chloe hugged and nuzzled Lola, trying to comfort her. I began a slow rhythm, kissing the entrance to her womb with my cock. I held them both against me and showed them equal affection. Sandwiched between her Master and her friend, Chloe had a smile on her doll-like face, and Lola, feeling her Master’s love for her, perked her ears as my penis infiltrated her flower and my tongue infiltrated her mouth.

After Lola achieved her orgasm, they both turned to me and I hugged them. They sat in my lap, the three of us sharing a triple kiss.

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With a big smile on her face, Leah released my cock from her mouth, leaving it covered in a thick layer of saliva. I was sitting in a chair against the wall, and as Leah moved away, Momo and Jenny flanked me from the sides. They pressed their tits together with my cock between them, burying it in their combined softness. I groaned in happiness, having never experienced such joy like this. They had grins of satisfaction as they rubbed against each other and massaged my dick. They were both well-endowed, boasting womanly shelves that were great on their own, but when combined, achieved something that not even Betty’s divine knockers could achieve. Along with the physical joys of the double titty-fuck, there is the feeling of sexual conquest.

“Girls, I’m going to cum!” I said.

They doubled their efforts, grinding me as hard as they could, trying to smother my cock like they wanted it dead. I soon ejaculated, shooting a stream of semen straight up and splashing it across their breasts.

“That was so cool!” they both cheered.

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“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”

The one screaming so vulgarly was Betty. She was riding me in the cowgirl position, my cock buried deep in her asshole. The slutty cow milf was bouncing like her life depended on it, as if butt-fucking was the source of her life energy. Every time she dropped her fat ass on me, my body would shake and she’d scream in drunken lust. Were it not for the mattress beneath me, I’d be at risk of her crushing my pelvis. She seemed dead-set on turning her anus into my personal toy. As she rode me, she was squeezing her breasts. Every time she came, milk would spray out, so with her bobbing up and down, twin jets were shooting from her nipples and soaking everyone, even splashing the walls.

It would have been an amazing sight, and I definitely wished I could see it, but I was otherwise busy and my view was obstructed. Linda, the baboon, was riding my face, looking at Betty. The size of her ass was beyond enormous, it was obscene. It completely smothered my head, my only air coming from the gaps made when she shifted her position. I was tongue-punching both her pussy and asshole, causing her whole body to tremble and making her moan like an opera singer. With every movement she made, her ass cheeks would jiggle as if she was trying to twerk, and I could feel those vibrations through her. I reached around her and grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them, spanking them, mashing them together, and doing everything else I could to fully appreciate their presence.

Betty finally moved off me, though collapsed would be a better word. After all the orgasms she had experienced, she was barely conscious. Leah immediately lunged, sucking on my cock and gluttonously licking up the taste of Betty’s back door. Once I was back to my prime, Linda saw an opportunity. She dismounted my face, leaving me gasping for air, and moved down to my lap. She must have mated before, because while this definitely was her first time as a hybrid, she didn’t show any pain like she was losing her virginity. Like Betty, or should I say, even beyond Betty, her ass was simply too big for us to have regular perpendicular sex, so she had to lean forward and ride me that way. Watching her colossal ass bouncing and jiggling on my cock left me utterly speechless. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

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Jenny hummed as I embraced her, panted as I kissed her, and moaned as I fucked her. I had her against the wall, she was standing up on one leg while her other leg was extended straight up like she was an acrobat. Her raised leg was across my chest, her fuzzy bunny toes wiggling above my head as I drummed her cervix. It would have been a crime not to take advantage of her flexibility. With her legs so far spread, the depth and freedom of movement I got were amazing, and she was so wet and loose from arousal that I felt like my cock was almost swimming through her.

With her leaning against the wall, my hands were free to roam her body, from squeezing her breasts to tickling her belly. But what was really driving her wild was my middle finger stirring up her anus, turning the gentle bunny into a ravenous harlot. The faster I fingered her, the more aggressive she became, sucking on my lower lip when we kissed and even separating so she could nibble on my ear.

“Master! Please! Cum inside me!” she begged.

“You never need to ask.”

I kept fucking her, ignoring her cries of climax until I had one of my own. I pulled out of her, leaving her pussy dripping with semen.

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Talia couldn’t help but shed tears when I tore her hymen, but she didn’t stop lowering herself onto my cock. While I was sitting in an easy chair, she was suspended over my lap, her legs spread over the arms of the chair with her feet hanging down the sides. Only my P and her V were in contact. Using just the muscles in her thighs, she started bobbing on my cock, slow, gentle dips to allow herself to get used to it. While she became accustomed to the feeling of being penetrated, I ran my hands through her beautiful feathers and kissed her breasts. Due to her size when she was just a bird, her hybrid form was likewise small and she had flat breasts, but to me, she was stunning and sexy beyond words.

“Master, do you love me?” she whined.

“More than you could ever know,” I replied.

She leaned down and kissed me. “I love you too!”

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“Urg… Gloria? Do you think you could loosen up a bit?”

I had the gorilla girl on her back and had just broken her hymen. Her limbs were wrapped around me and I was being squeezed with bone-crushing force. I tried to shake free, open up some room to breathe, but every movement I made stirred her up, causing her to moan and squeeze tighter.

“Gloria, I can’t breathe!” I began thrusting into her, hoping that if I made her climax, she might let go. I could feel the veins in my head bulging, my vision blurring, my face turning red and then purple. “Someone help me before I pass out!”

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I was sitting back against the wall in the main bed with Sonja in my lap. She was between my legs, hers tucked under mine with her round butt pointed at me. I was holding her hands, pulling her back against my lap and driving my cock deep inside her. I was using only the strength in my forearms, letting me move her with greater strength and control. It was a great workout.

Sonja was wagging her tail and panting, a big smile on her face with her eyes rolling back in bliss. Betty had her outclassed in the breast and ass department, but when it came to doggy style, there was no one better than, well, a dog.

“Master, this is so much fun!” she said.

“Well it gets even better.”

I didn’t think I’d be able to do it, but I pushed myself up onto my feet without pulling out of her or letting go of her hands. I was crouching with my legs spread far apart, which would have been next to impossible to do under normal conditions, but with Sonja acting as a counterweight, I was able to maintain my balance. I resumed hammering her, now able to add full-body movement to the barrage. Sonja moaned at the top of her lungs, her breasts and ears flopping with every impact.

“Master, I’m cumming! ARUUUUUUUU!”

She howled as I ejaculated into her again and again, flooding her body with an army of swimmers. I finally let go of her and she collapsed on the bed. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Good girl.”

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My limbs felt like lead weights and I could barely move. I don’t know how many hours I had been playing with all the girls, but I was exhausted. Betty’s milk was doing a great job of keeping me going, and Leah’s saliva kept my erection fresh, but still, my body cried for a power nap.

“Girls, I need to take a break…” I panted.

“But Master, it’s my turn!” Shannon, the satyr begged.

A large tail wrapped around me. I was pulled across the sea of beds over to Levi, who embraced me and kissed my cheek. “It’s ok, Master. You’ve earned some time to rest.”

“You are a lifesaver. Just wake me up in thirty minutes and I’ll be good as new.”

Levi then held me close and wrapped her tail around the two of us, sealing us in a scaly cocoon like Elise had done the last time we had sex. Levi was on her back with me resting on top of her, using her breasts as pillows. Wrapped in both her arms and tail, it was pure bliss, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I was asleep.

“Master,” Levi murmured. I opened my eyes, feeling like I had closed them just a second ago. I looked up at her and she kissed me on the forehead.

“It’s been half an hour, are you feeling better?”

She unraveled her tail from around me and I sat up. My muscles weren’t trembling, my mind was clear, and I had digested a lot of the milk I had drunk from Betty, so my energy reserves were restored. “Yeah, I feel a lot better, Escort thank you,” I said. With a smile on my face, I got back on top of her and kissed her. “Wrap us back up, I think you’ve earned some extra special playtime.”

“Of course, Master,” she said happily. Her tail again wrapped around the two of us, and in the darkness, I made her my woman.

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I had Tammy, the Komodo dragon, pressed against the wall. I was holding her up as a fucked her like a machine, slamming the entrance to her womb with all the strength she craved. Below her, her huge scaly tail was slapping at the wall while her breasts jiggled against me. She was moaning at the top of her lungs, the only thing she could in the face of such brutality. Of all the girls, she had the longest tongue, and she was sending it down my throat. It would have been a great moment if not for her claws leaving long, deep scratches on my back. Leah was behind me, licking the wounds as fast as she could to heal them.

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It was back into the shower, this time with Tessa, the alligator girl. She had requested it, preferring to be wet when we made love. Having the largest tail of any of the girls, taking her from behind wasn’t feasible, so we were doing it in the missionary position. It was rather hard to do it this way on the hard floor, but I could never deny her wish.

I pulled back when she came, releasing a beastly hiss and snarl that nearly made me piss myself. I sat up, still inside her, and watched as the hot water of the shower poured on her naked chest.

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Outside my room was a balcony overlooking the fields surrounding the mansion. It was the perfect place for sex. Bleating shrilly, Shannon received my cock deep inside without complaint. I was taking her from behind, keeping her bent over the railing of the balcony. Her legs were spread, hooves shaking, and her eyes watered as I fucked her. It was pitch black outside with a warm, fresh breeze washing over us. My fondling of her breasts just made her moan louder, sending her voice echoing across the pastures.

“BAAAAAAAAH!” she cried, having her umpteenth orgasm.

I pulled out of her and she fell to her knees, but before I could even help her up, she spun around and began servicing me with her mouth. I patted her head, thanking her for her diligence.

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Leah whimpered as she rode me, but there was a smile on my face. I was on the large bed lying against Betty with my head resting on her chest. She was rubbing her tits against the side of my head, while on my left and right were Sonja and Neija. With loving smiles on their faces, they leaned in, smothering my face with their luscious breasts. The warmth, softness, the feeling of accomplishment, it was overwhelming. To have three busty women trying to suffocate me with their tits while a fourth bounced on my cock, it was beyond hedonistic, it was almost blasphemous.

Leah was ravenous, using me to stir her interior from every angle. The best sex always came from Betty, but Leah had the best pussy. She was the softest and always the wettest. The stimulation of full titty immersion, combined with her riding techniques, cost me my control and I released a white flood into her slender body. Sporting a gleaming creampie, she dismounted and lowered her head, sucking me off as she had again and again this evening. I had ejaculated into her but she demanded her own climax. She refused to give me any rest, forcing me back to a full erection. As soon as I was hard, she was back to riding me, this time with her back to me and my cock in her asshole.

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I don’t know whose bed I was lying on, it didn’t really matter. What mattered was Kerrie and her pussy on my face. She and I were in the 69 position, but since she wasn’t quite as tall as me, she wasn’t able to get my entire cock in her mouth. Amanda, the grizzly, came to the rescue. She bowed between my legs and began licking the exposed shaft, making sure my entire cock got the love it needed. She and Kerrie worked together to satisfy me, my red panda making love to the head while Amanda played with my balls.

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A row of girls was lined up before me, all of them bent over the side of the bed with their butts pointed in my direction. At one end was Liz, the tortoise, showing off the bone plates on her back, and at the other end was Momo, her tail twisting in anticipation. I started off my getting on my knees and going down on each girl, vehemently hollowing out their pussies with my tongue and drinking in their arousal. Each girl had a slightly different taste, but they were all delicious, and their moans were music to my ears. I moved down the line, finishing with Momo and leaving her pussy dripping.

I went back to Liz, running kisses up her armored back, before sliding my cock into her virgin flower and extinguishing her virginity. I was slow at first, giving her time to develop her tolerance, then I began my strokes, building up my speed over time. At first I was holding onto her hips, then I grabbed her arms and pulled them back, gripping them like the handlebars of a chopper. Her moan was endless, her breasts, suspended and hanging over the bed, rippling from my thrusts. I was merciless, pounding her until she came, releasing a shrill below that I could not classify.

I moved onto the next girl, Piper, the African wild dog. Still wet with Liz’s arousal, I slid into Piper like a sheath. I did the exact same combination, deflowering her and then building up my thrusts until I was practically wearing her. Like Sonja, she howled when she came, and even squirted a little. I went down the line, taking a turn with each girl to fuck them into euphoria. I finished with Momo, making her climax again and again and leaving her pussy flooded with semen.

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For the entire night, I fucked like my life depended on it, giving each girl the time of their lives and leaving no part of their body untouched. Countless orgasms were experienced by all members present. Time lost its effect on me, my body zipping back and forth between fully energized and dead tired. I would definitely need a medical examination after this. But during the most exhausting moments, I found comfort in the fact that not only was I continuously kissing, licking, or inside someone, but Lorraine was also experiencing the same thing in her own party.

In her room, the men were all confused as to her actions. They didn’t understand why she had them tie her to a table, bent over with her ass in the air. They didn’t understand why she’d keep telling them to go rougher, harder, and deeper, even though they couldn’t imagine her not being in pain. And the constant ejaculation on her face was definitely a puzzle. But they were having fun. All the men stood around her, taking turns. One would come up behind her, pick an orifice, and have his way with her, with Lorraine often berating him for not being brutal enough. The only time she was quiet was when she had a dick in her mouth, which was almost the entire night. He’d ejaculate into her and move aside to rest while the next man took his turn.

In both rooms of the house, it was definitely a wild night.

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The morning light in my eyes woke me up. The sun had finally risen high enough that it was shining right in my face. I sat up, finding myself in the middle of the bedroom. I didn’t even know how I got there. Last I remembered, I was banging Cynthia, the aardvark in the corner. I looked around, finding myself surrounded by naked girls, all sound asleep and very satisfied. I wasn’t sure how I felt, somehow both wired and exhausted at the same time. My mouth was definitely killing me. So many hours had been spent making out and going down on the girls, my tongue felt like it had been worn down to the nub.

Holy shit, I was STARVING!

I had been up all night with nothing but Betty’s milk and a couple bites of a granola bar keeping me going. I was inevitably going to crash, but I really needed something to eat. I checked the clock; the cooks were probably setting up breakfast. I quietly got dressed and left the bedroom, letting all the girls sleep. I made my way downstairs, taking my time to enjoy the serenity. It had been a while since the mansion was this quiet.

I entered the kitchen, seeing the cooks putting the finishing touches on breakfast and setting it out in typical buffet style.

“Good morning,” I said with a yawn.

Jim, one of the cooks I had become friendly with, laughed. “You look exhausted. Did you not get enough sleep last night?”

“Let’s just say I had a restless night.”

“Where is everyone? You and Elise are the only two I’ve seen so far.”

“Just wait, they’ll find their way down here eventually.”

I filled up a plate with food and got myself a cup of steaming hot coffee. Moving into the dining room, I found Elise eating breakfast at the table and sat across from her.

“Morning.”

“I can’t believe you made it. I was sure you’d work yourself to death. So did you manage to make all the girls happy?”

“Every single one of them is sleeping very soundly… if you get my drift.”

“I got to hand it to you, that is no small feat. That’s probably a world record. I’d pat you on the shoulder by I really don’t want to touch you.”

“By the way, I thought you said you’d come check in before you went to bed.”

“I did, but you were busy getting your lap crushed by Betty while the baboon girl flattened your face with her steamroller ass. Like I said, I really don’t want to touch you right now, not until you shower yourself in Purell. I’ve seen where your face has been. So, how’s your little friend?”

“Very sore. Without Leah, he most certainly would have died. I might need to take a couple days off to rest and let him recover. Anyway, how was your night?”

“Great, I loved having the house to myself. It was so quiet. But I had a hard time sleeping, simply because I could help but wonder what you and Lorraine were doing.”

We continued chatting, and as the time passed, the hybrids began to appear. They were exhausted from the long night, but hunger forced them to their feet. They all joined us, both the guys and girls having big smiles on their faces. Once they started eating, both sides began exchanging stories, and before long, the dining room was full. Well, almost full. One seat was still empty.

I had just sat down with a second helping of pancakes when the room became silent, almost every hybrid perking their ears in different directions. I strained my own ears, trying to hear what had spooked them. At first, I couldn’t hear anything, but then the noise began to appear. It sounded like… crinkling glass? Or paper?

“Bleeeeeeeh…”

I heard her voice and saw her standing in the doorway, at least I thought it was her. Lorraine stood before us, completely naked… but she was covered by something. Her deep ebony skin was coated in a layer of dry semen, almost an eighth of an inch thick. Jesus Christ, she looked like she was made of salt! I couldn’t even see her face! It was just a mask of baby gravy, hardening into concrete! Her hair had become like a helmet, the strands all glued together. The crinkling sound we all heard was the flakes falling off from her movement. She had already left a path of white powder in her wake.

“Where am I? I can’t remember who I am?” she groaned, her voice deep and guttural.

“Tobi, Peter, get her out of here! Get her out the house! She’s a walking biohazard!” I yelled.

They jumped from the table and rushed over, picking her up and carrying her away. I looked down at my pancakes, having now lost my appetite.

“The two of you have tainted this mansion for me. I can’t live here anymore,” Elise groaned. I definitely agreed with her.

“I say we take off and nuked the site from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure,” I replied.

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“How the hell is this my job?” I asked, spraying Lorraine with a garden hose. She and I were outside with a small crowd gathered around us. “Elise, you’re her sister, it’s your job to take care of her.”

“You can’t ask this of me, you just can’t,” she said with her face in her hands.

“Dr. Lawrence, isn’t there a chemical shower you can put her in or something?”

“Look, just get her to the point where she’s not leaving a snail trail through the mansion, and we’ll take it from there.”

“Hey, guys! How about a little help here? This is your splooge that I’m hosing off!” I looked at one of the men, a zebra centaur that Lorraine had been fawning over. “Xavier, I’m pretty damn sure you were the biggest contributor to this mess!”

“Uh… Mistress asked for you by name,” Tobi said nervously.

I looked back at Lorraine, hands against the wall with her back to me, shaking her ass and whipping her hair back and forth. “Goddammit, stop enjoying this!”

I turned off the hose and she turned around. “Why did you stop?”

It was mostly gone, at least on the surface. There was probably more semen in her nooks and crannies. She had a gray shade to her skin, likely a salt stain. Ugh, forever unclean!

“I’m done, someone else can deal with this. I’m exhausted and I’m going to take a nap. If everyone is interested, come join me.”

That was all I needed to say, all the girls followed me up to my room. It was understandable, as we had all been awake for almost the entire night. Which reminds me, all the girls’ beds were still on the floor, with sheets, blankets, and pillows. But there was still some open room…

“Girls, give me a hand with this,” I said, moving over to the big bed.

With Momo and the others helping me, I pulled the big bed off the frame and onto the floor. Now we were all on the same level, well except for Leah in her rubber-lined cradle, but I’d give her plenty of attention later. All the girls pushed their mattresses closer to mine while I drew the shades, and with the room dark, I climbed into my bed. Immediately, all the girls swarmed in, trying to get as close as possible without actually crawling over each other. I was surrounded on all sides, Momo clinging to one arm, Neija to the other, Sonja wrapped around my left leg and Jenny around my right, with Chloe on my chest.

At that moment, I was overwhelmed with happiness. To have all my girls with me, who I loved with all my heart, was a bliss beyond human comprehension. We hadn’t just played last night, we all made love, whether it was rough or vanilla, I bonded with each of them. There was nothing left between any of us. It’s a feeling that can’t be classified, the joy you feel to be surrounded by those who truly love you, and not in the way you love your friends or relatives, but true romantic love. I never wanted this day to end. I wanted to lie here in bed, surrounded by my girls, for the rest of my life.

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I opened my eyes, awoken by shuffling and movement. My vision was blurry from sleep and the bedroom was dark, but I clearly saw a large lump under the blanket move towards me. A flash a white, two large ears poking out, a doll-like face with a tender smile and eyes full of love.

“Hey, Lola,” I hummed with a smile of my own.

“Hey, Master.” She moved closer to me, her nipples skating across my chest. She gave me a soft kiss and I tickled her under the chin.

“What’s up, sweetheart?”

“Neija and I talked during breakfast. She said you’d help her figure out what she’d want to do with her life, since we won’t be going back to the zoo.”

“Yeah, there’s a whole world of possibilities for you girls.”

“Can you help me with that too?”

I hesitated, a heavy feeling in my chest. “Yeah, sure thing. We can get started tonight after dinner.”

“Thanks, Master!”

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I tried to relax for the rest of the day, but it seemed like every few minutes, one of the girls would come up to me and ask me for the same favor as Lola. They were asking for employment help without even knowing what employment was. I agreed to help each of them out, but every time I did, the knot in my stomach would grow tighter. After dinner, Lola bounced over to me.

“Master, can you help me now?”

“Uh… sorry, I’m still really tired from last night. But I’ll definitely get started with you tomorrow.”

Her happiness deflated a bit, but she was still smiling. “Ok.”

I started rubbing her head, focusing on her ears. “Good girl,” I said, remaining there with her for several minutes.

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After dinner, I found myself out on the patio. The hybrids rarely went out at night because of the swarming mosquitos, but I had sprayed myself with repellent. It was just me and the sea of chirping crickets. I didn’t know what time it was, my internal clock wasn’t running properly. My brain felt like it was stuck in mud but my body was wired and jittery. I was just staring into the darkness, not even thinking.

“Hey.” I jerked, feeling a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Elise behind me. “I was calling out to you. Didn’t you hear me? Is something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh… no, nothing is wrong.”

Elise slithered around and sat on the chair beside me. “I know you well enough to be able to tell when something is off. You’ve been like a robot all afternoon. What’s going on?”

I took a deep breath, wringing my hands together. “It was so simple when we got here. We’d let the CDC study us, and when the zoo animals came, we’d teach them about the outside world and help them find permanent homes.” I looked at Elise. “Now I don’t want that to happen.”

“You don’t want them to leave.”

“I realized it this morning when my girls and I all huddled together. That moment, when I was surrounded by them, I was so happy, and I realized nothing on Earth could make me happier than that. I told Neija that I would help her find a direction in life, find a path that would take her anywhere on Earth. I knew that wherever she ended up, she’d do great. Then Lola asked for the same thing, and all day long, the girls have been coming up to me and asking me to help them find out where they can go. They all want to go out and explore the world.

Part of me had just hoped that some of them would want to stay with me, maybe enough that the CDC would continue letting us live here, and… I don’t know.”

“Come on, you knew this day was coming. You can’t just live in this mansion for the rest of your life with them. I get it, you’re feeling empty nest syndrome.”

“I love them. I don’t want them all to leave me. I don’t want to have to say goodbye.” Before I knew it, my eyes were stinging with tears and my nose was getting stuffed up.

Without warning, Elise slapped me across the face. I looked at her, stunned, to find a warm smile on her face and watering eyes. She placed her hand on my aching cheek. “Do you have any idea how much I adore you? How much I admire you? Only you could talk about going home with a harem of five beautiful animal girls, not to mention your booty-call Betty just a short drive away and have the balls to complain that it’s not enough.” She laughed and I couldn’t help but laugh with her.

“I love them,” I said again.

“I know you do, and that’s how you know you did it right, that the thought of letting them go hurts you this much. Remember that night when I transformed, when you told me about Penelope? I said that you were the best guy this could have happened to, and it’s truer now than it was even then. Those girls are so lucky to have you looking after them. Those girls are your lovers and like your children. You’ve loved them as a man and now it’s time to love them as a parent, and that means getting them ready to set out on their own. The best thing you can do now is work hard to get them in a position to where they can make their dreams come true.

You’ve done nothing wrong. You have nothing to regret. This is what you’re supposed to feel, and know that wherever they are, they will love you.”

I took a deep, shuddering breath. “You’re right.”

“And for fuck’s sake, you’ll have Momo, Sonja, Chloe, Leah, and Jenny riding you every night after everyone else leaves. Hell, you’ll have to come to my farm at least three times a week to give Betty the playtime she needs. You sure as Hell won’t be lonely. But I suppose if that still isn’t enough for you, I might decide to leave my bedroom door open.” She then grasped my hands and pulled me to my feet. “Come on, let’s get inside. Now is when you should be spending all the time you can with those girls. Besides, these mosquitos are driving me nuts.”

I stood there, holding her hands. “Sure. And Elise? Thank you.”

She smiled and ruffled my hair the way I would with the girls. “You’re a good Master.”

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For the next month, Lorraine and I helped our hybrids figure out what they wanted to do with their lives, turning us from camp counselors into guidance counselors. First, we taught everyone how to read and write, then we began researching their hobbies, using TV, books, and the internet. While Lorraine and I worked, Dr. Lawrence and the CDC interviewed possible adoption candidates, people with similar interests who’d give the hybrids homes and help them achieve their goals. After spending their lives in a zoo, surrounded by walls and fences, all the hybrids wanted to journey out into the world, see everything it had to offer, so we were looking at caretakers across the globe, people who would welcome such amazing creatures into their families.

During the days, we would teach them about human social interactions, give them practice in speaking with people. We taught them how to control their feelings and emotions so their animal instincts wouldn’t take over, taught them the value of rules and laws in human society, as well as manners. Beyond simply reading and writing, we also taught them basic math, some world history, explored different religions and cultures, and the customs they would find in whatever country they were going to.

And during the night, I made love to my girls. True, we didn’t have any more humungous sleepovers, mainly because I didn’t think it was good for my health, but each night, half a dozen girls would join me, Momo, and the others, and we would spend half the night playing. In time, they would all go their separate ways, being welcomed into whole new families, finding lovers, and possibly even getting married, but for now, they were here with me, and I used every moment of every day to show them how much I loved them.

Then, the day arrived.

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We were all standing outside the mansion on a beautiful summer day, watching a convoy of buses and cars roll up the driveway. All the zoo hybrids were dressed, carrying bags full of possessions they had collected since coming here. One by one, I hugged each the girls, all of us trying to hold back tears. I wanted so badly to ask them to stay, and I knew part of them wished I would, but more than anything, after lifetimes of captivity, they wanted to see what the world had to offer. This mansion, as huge as it was, just wasn’t big enough for them.

“You have your phone?” I kept asking.

All the girls were given phones with my number inside. I told them that if they ever got into trouble, no matter when or where, be it Antarctica in the middle of winter, I would fly and over and help them out. They also had bracelets with GPS trackers in case of emergencies. The CDC had been very thorough in screening adoption candidates, checking references and performing background Escort Bayan checks. Just being squeaky clean wasn’t good enough to look after any of my girls, they had to be the best that humanity had to offer, but of course I worried. I would worry about all of them until the day I died.

“Ok, everyone, get together for a picture!” Dr. Lawrence hollered. We all gathered by the mansion entrance, huddled together. There were so many of us that the picture would have to be panoramic. “Everybody say cheese!”

“Cheese!”

He took the picture, and then it was another round of goodbyes, this time with waterworks. Even Lorraine and her men were crying. I’ll admit it, I cried like a little bitch. “This isn’t goodbye forever,” I kept telling the girls, “you have to promise you’ll visit me.” They all promised.

Neija was the last. We held each other extra tight. “Thank you, Master,” she whispered in my ear. “Thank you for turning me. Thank you for giving me this life to live.”

“You’re welcome.” I said it not with my voice, but with a kiss.

Waving goodbye and shedding tears, the zoo hybrids climbed into buses and cars and finally departed. Me, Lorraine, Elise, Dr. Lawrence, the doctors and cooks, Momo, Sonja, Chloe, Betty, Leah, Jenny, Steve, Tobi, Alex, and Peter watched them disappear down the road, and then it was over.

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For the next few days, everyone in the house was in a slump. After having over a hundred people living with us, the mansion now felt so big and empty with just… the thirteen of us. Wow, I guess that’s still a lot. But I missed hearing a chorus of happy voices down the halls and in the dining room. We had all grown to love the zoo hybrids. Chloe especially took it hard, having lost her best friend. Whenever I saw her, her ears were drooping all the way down and she was holding her tail.

What was also a bummer was losing the cooks. Now that it was back to our original group, Elise and I were back to preparing dinner.

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“So what’s going to happen to this place?” I asked, speaking with Dr. Lawrence in the mansion’s clinic.

“The CDC is thinking of turning it into a shelter for hybrids that don’t have homes. Either that or selling it to a weight-loss company to be turned into a fat camp. All right, in you go.”

He motioned to a large metal box in the middle of the clinic, just slightly larger than a coffin, and standing straight up. It was made of lead and various other metals that blocked radiation. I stepped inside, seeing Geiger counters along the walls and in the corners. They all crackled from the ambient radiation of the room, but as soon as I closed the door behind me, they fell silent. Dr. Lawrence knocked on the door a minute later and I stepped out. He had a long stretch of paper with undulating lines on it, like it had been used for a polygraph.

He gave a sigh of exhaustion. “Nothing. You give off as much radiation as a turkey sandwich.”

Since coming here, everyone in our crazy menagerie had undergone every test known to man, trying to find something to explain this phenomenon. Bupkis. Zilch. Nada. No machine built by man could pick up anything. Lorraine had even suggested we try a Ouija Board. Dr. Lawrence agreed simply out of desperation for a result, but all we found out was that she loved to screw with us. It was disheartening to say the least, to have come all this way and not have an answer. Not since Betty (and possibly Elise, we’re still not sure) had Lorraine and I transformed an animal by accident, but that wasn’t saying much, considering how isolated we were in this mansion.

All that waiting and anxiety with nothing to show for it. Talk about a kick in the teeth.

“So what now? My girls and I just go home?”

“Well there isn’t much of a reason to stay. The renovations to your house have been completed and we’ll continue to offer financial support for you and the girls, as well as study your behaviors. There is nothing else we can do. Humanity simply isn’t advanced enough to understand this insanity.”

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The next day, we all packed up our things and prepared to leave. Now that we had Jenny with us, my Subaru was overflowing with bodies and luggage, so I had to tie a few suitcases to the roof.

“Are we really going home?” Chloe asked.

I rubbed her head. “Yep. I know you had reservations about coming here, but aren’t you glad you did?”

She smiled and nodded. “Yeah! It was a lot of fun!”

“Ugh, it’s going to suck going back to living as a farmer,” said Elise.

“I think it’s time for you to get over this fear of touching the ground. I know for a fact that you get caked in cow shit on a daily basis,” said Betty.

“I don’t get “caked!” And by the way, a fair amount of that shit was yours!”

“All I know is that everyone in the barn wants to see you and I’ll drag you out of that house if I have to.”

“What are you two complaining about?” asked Lorraine. “You’ve got me and my four pillar men helping you. It’ll be smooth sailing!”

Betty then strode over to me. “Master, I expect you to make frequent visits. I can only go so long before I need a rough ride.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be around plenty, mainly to help Lorraine annoy you and Elise.”

Betty smiled and kissed me, and when she walked away, I slapped her on the rear, giving her a happy little spring in her step. I then walked over to Dr. Lawrence, standing by the door.

“I’ll be in town for a few more days, then I’ll fly to Atlanta to give a full briefing of everything that has gone on.”

I shook his hand. “Thanks for everything. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the help you’ve given us.”

“It was certainly for a good cause. Take care.”

I nodded and walked back to my car.

“I finally get to see Master’s home!” Jenny said with a smile.

“Just remember to keep your expectations low. After all, you’ve spent all this time living in a mansion.”

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“Yay! We’re finally home!”

Sonja cheered as we pulled up the familiar driveway. Ah, it was good to return to our old cabin. Actually, it was no longer just a cabin. It had been extensively remodeled, now almost four times its original size and with all the room we’d need. I had seen the blueprints and been involved in the planning, but I hadn’t bothered checking out the progress or the end result until the now. The work crew had done a great job, both in building it and cleaning up the mess afterward, though it would probably be a good idea to get a magnet and search the lawn for screws and nails. Speaking of which, the lawn was badly overgrown, as well as our garden.

We unloaded our luggage from the car and stepped inside. The kitchen had been extensively redone, with a huge freezer and food pantry installed. It had cannibalized the space we used as a living room, but that wasn’t a problem. It led off to several rooms, all of which could be easily converted into a den, guest bedrooms, a home office, or whatever I wanted. It would certainly be nice to not have the washer and dryer ten feet from the TV. We even had a second bathroom. Going upstairs, we found an expanded bedroom, along with plenty other multipurpose rooms. Oh Lawrence, I owe you big time. We had a huge bed, just like at the mansion, and rubber-lined tank for Leah to sleep in next to us.

“So, Jenny, what do you think of this house? I know it’s smaller.”

She smiled and gave me a big hug. “It’s perfect. It’s nice and cozy.”

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After we unpacked our things, we started arranging the furniture. Since I didn’t have a lot of possessions, the building crew didn’t need to worry much about things getting destroyed during the renovation, but there were still plenty of things that needed to be moved around while they worked, like the couch and TV, both wrapped in plastic to protect them from dust. Before we left, I had done all I could to get things out of the way for them, but it’s not like I had a lot of space to work with in the first place.

We picked a new living room, moving the couch and TV inside, and then all collapsed on it. Well, me, Momo, Sonja, Chloe, and Jenny collapsed on it. Leah had a beanbag chair made of a special laminated material that didn’t bother her skin or get dirty due to her slime.

“It’s good to be home.”

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That night, I cooked dinner in our new kitchen and we ate in our brand-new dining room. Well, I was sitting at the table. The girls were finally able to revert to their original habit of eating out of food bowls. I now had five animal vixens eating side by side on the floor, their faces buried in food with their tails wagging. I could live to be a hundred and still never get tired of the sight. Then, after dinner, we spent some more time watching TV, and it was up to bed.

“It’s so nice being back home. Momo missed it,” my cat said we climbed onto the bed.

“But I still miss living at the mansion with everyone,” Sonja whined.

“I know you do,” I replied, “I sure as hell miss everyone. But we’ll see them all again.”

“But on the plus side, now we’re back to the five of us getting all of Master’s time!” said Jenny with a mischievous grin.

I laughed and rubbed her head. “That’s definitely true. Now, how about we break in this new bed?”

“Yay!” they all cheered before jumping on me.

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“Master, where are we going?” Jenny asked.

“It’s a surprise, you’ll see,” I replied.

It was a bright sunny day and I was leading the girls into the woods. Sonja and I were carrying a cooler full of food, while in Momo’s hands was a large picnic blanket.

“That reminds me. Leah, I don’t know if you ever saw this spot.”

I looked back at Momo, Sonja, and Chloe. I could tell they knew where I was taking them, but they weren’t sad about it. If anything, I think they looked relieved. We hiked through the woods for the good while, finding the underbrush flourishing and growing rampant, but not enough for us to lose our way. We finally arrived, finding a cross made of two sticks stuck in the ground. Moss and small flowers had claimed the soil around it. I stood in front of the spot, my heart lighter than it was the last time I was here.

“Master, what is this?” Jenny asked.

“I never told you or Leah about her. This last winter, a deer appeared out here in the woods. We didn’t get to her in time and she froze to death.” Jenny and Leah stiffened and a mournful look appeared on Momo, Sonja, and Chloe’s faces. “Her name is Penelope. When spring came, I came back here and gave her a proper burial.” I looked back at the girls and smiled. “But alive or dead, she is a member of our family, and we can still enjoy a nice picnic here with her.”

My smile appeared on their faces, and working together, they unraveled the blanket and laid it out next to the grave. Sonja and I opened the cooler and we handed out the food. On a day like this, with warm sunlight and a sweet breeze, there was nowhere I’d rather be than having a picnic with my girls. We ate our lunch and chatted, I even pulled out a frisbee and threw it for Sonja and Jenny while Momo laid out in a sunbeam and Chloe and Leah played in the creak just down the hill. It truly was a beautiful day,

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“Master, what happens when we die?” Chloe asked as she watched me bury some carrots from our garden in the soil of Penelope’s grave. All the girls looked at me, waiting for my answer.

I kept my eyes on the ground, trying to choose my words. “No one really knows for sure. Some people believe you live on as a soul without a body, either roaming the universe or being reborn into something else, possibly going on to reach a place called Heaven. Others believe that you simply cease existing, that it’s like falling into a dreamless sleep.”

“But what do you believe?” Sonja asked.

“I’m not sure. I’ve always left it as… I’ll find out when that day comes. For me, it’s not really that I believe in anything, just a matter of hoping for the best. I don’t know what happens when we die, but I like to think that Penelope is right here with us, and I don’t mean because she’s buried here.”

I then looked back at the girls and they all pounced on me, hugging me tightly.

“Whoa, girls!”

“We’ll always be with you, Master,” they each said.

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The ringing of my phone jerked me awake. The room was pitch-black, minus the glowing numbers on my alarm clock. It was just after 3 AM.

“Hmmmm, Master, I don’t want to get up…” Momo groaned.

“Chloe, can you hand me my phone?” I asked.

Chloe did what I asked and hid under the blankets to escape the noise. The caller ID said Dr. Lawrence. It had been two weeks since I had last seen him.

“Doc, what’s up?”

“We have a situation.”

I sat up. “Bad or good?”

“It’s a game-changer. We just got a report that a Chinese news anchor transformed into a goat hybrid on live TV.”

“You’re fucking with me. You mean like Elise?”

“Yeah. The Chinese government has suppressed the footage but shared it with the WHO and the WHO shared it with the CDC. I just emailed it to you.”

I got out of bed and went downstairs to my laptop. Unfortunately, this isn’t a movie, so it took a few minutes for me to turn it on and just get to my homepage. Then there was the problem of bringing up a browser window, with my computer apparently aware that I was in a rush, because it was taking forever.

“How many people know about this? Unofficially?” I asked.

“At least half of China has heard about it by now. No one can find the actual footage, but a lot of people saw it happen.”

Finally, I got my email up and opened the video attachment. It showed two news anchors, a man and woman, talking behind a desk about stocks. Without warning, a pair of horns grew out of the man’s head. He bolted up and screamed, grabbing his butt as a tail appeared in his pants. He then fell to the floor, I’m guessing because his feet had turned into hooves.

“Let me guess, the Chinese are blaming me and Lorraine for this?” To think that my life had gotten weird enough for me to utter such a statement.

“They originally were, but we talked them down by telling them the results of the distance experiment.”

One of the experiments performed at the mansion was a test of me and Lorraine’s range. Two officials of the CDC volunteered their dogs for the experiment, a French bulldog and a cockapoo. They started off ten miles from the mansion and slowly drove towards our position while Lorraine and I focused on turning them. The transformation didn’t occur until around five and a half miles. The problem was that it only measured our intentional abilities, not when it happened on accident. But on the plus side, I heard the doctors were overjoyed living with their transformed pets.

“Once this gets out, we’ll have worldwide panic, especially if it occurs again. People turning into hybrids? It’s like the furry Rapture,” I said.

“If this continues to escalate, it will completely rewrite the future of human culture. We might just get the X-Men world that Lorraine talked about.”

“Perhaps, but there is still the matter of preproduction. Elise is sterile, just like any other hybrid, and it’s likely that this guy is now as well. If that remains true, then this won’t become hereditary.”

“We can only hope. The Chinese are examining him and not giving out any information. However, I have good news. We might have found another test to study you and Lorraine, the only one of its kind.”

“What test?”

“We want to examine you in a neutrino detection facility. Japan has offered to let us use theirs in exchange for the credit if we get any results. I’ve already booked a flight for you and Lorraine. You leave in two days.”

“Wait, wait, wait, you want me to babysit that anime freak in JAPAN?!”

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“I’m finally here! I’m finally here! I’m finally here!”

Lorraine was bouncing around me, more excited than Sonja with a new frisbee. We had just landed at Tokyo International Airport and I was burned out. I had been stuck with this lunatic for more than two damn days in one cramped metal tube after another. I hadn’t even gotten to “relieve my stress”. I mean, sure, Lorraine would happily do me if I asked, but I just couldn’t, not after I had to hose all that semen off her. I was just lucky I hadn’t caught any STDs from her. But what really sucked was that we still weren’t done traveling. We had to board yet another plane to the Niigata Airport. This day just keeps on getting better!

I tried to focus on my own excitement, having traveled farther from home than ever in my life. The only other country I had ever been to was Canada, and let’s face it, that barely counts as international travel. I was actually surprised by how normal it looked. With Lorraine’s constant blabbering, I had assumed that the entire country would be one giant anime expo, but the airport seemed culturally sterile for the most part. It did have a neat mall-like design. But man, I had never seen so many Asian people before! It was awesome! Like I said before, in Maine, the average complexion is ‘Starbucks cup’.

“Come on, let’s go explore Tokyo!” Lorraine said.

“No, our next flight is in an hour and we are going to stay here.”

“But we’ve come all this way! Just let me buy one figurine!”

“There’s probably a store around here somewhere that sells that stuff. Tell you what, you have thirty minutes to go look around the airport. Afterwards, if you’re not back, I’ll call Elise and tell her to burn your manga collection.”

She ran off and I gave a sigh of exhaustion. I found the gate for our next flight and picked a quiet spot to lie down on the floor near the window. It felt like it had been a week since I could actually lie flat on my back. Surrounded by other passengers and their luggage, I set an alarm on my phone and took a nap. Soon we would reach the Super-Kamiokande Neutrino Detection Experiment facility, but until then all I wanted was a room and a bed with no one else around. I just continued counting the seconds until I could go into my hotel room at Gida and lock myself up in solitude.

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“I’m glad you two could make it,” said Dr. Lawrence.

We were in the office of Dr. Saito Nagisa, head of the facility. He was a middle-aged man, but in better shape and with more hair than Lawrence.

“Glad to meet you,” I said, shaking his hand. Lorraine did the same.

“The honor is mine. I had heard rumors that there were two people who could cause these transformations, but I didn’t think them to be true. Whatever it is that produces these hybrid creatures, be it science beyond our comprehension or simple magic, I’m hoping that my facility may give some answers.”

I sat down in one of the two chairs across from his desk. “I meant to look this up on the flight here, but Lorraine wouldn’t give me any time to myself. What exactly are neutrinos?”

“Neutrinos are subatomic particles, about one millionth the size of an electron. They have a neutral electric charge, and due to their small size, are barely affected by the fundamental forces of the universe and rarely interact with regular matter.”

“So, how do you detect them then?”

“Below this facility lies a 40-meter-tall steel tank holding 50,000 tons of ultrapure water. Inside the tank are 13,000 photomultiplier tubes that detect light from neutrino reactions. When a neutrino manages to strike a water molecule, an electron or positron is knocked off, moving faster than light, at least, faster than light can move in water. This creates a cone of Cherenkov radiation light, which is the optical equivalent to a sonic boom. The Cherenkov light is recorded by the photomultiplier tube. Using the information recorded by each tube, the direction and “flavor” of the incoming neutrino is determined.”

“So you think neutrinos are causing these transformations?”

“No, not the neutrinos, something else.” A knock came from his door. “Come in!”

A lovely young scientist entered the office, holding a folder. She was around my age, long black hair tied into a ponytail. “I have the results,” she said.

“Perfect timing. This is one of my head researchers, Toka Itami. Please explain to them the results we’ve been getting.”

She nodded and turned to us. “For the past year, we’ve been getting unusual readings from our detection lab. The sensors have been picking up something akin to Cherenkov radiation, but it hasn’t been coming from interactions with the water.”

“Our detection tank is buried underground in order to shield it from ambient radiation,” said Dr. Nagisa. “That way, only neutrinos from solar activity and supernovae are able to enter the detection field. We believe that the neutrinos are interacting with something, another kind of subatomic particle. We’d like to put you in the tank and see if our sensors pick up anything.”

“This is gonna be sweet!” said Lorraine.

Dr. Lawrence cleared his throat. “Though first, there is the matter of sanitation…”

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“Oh, yes! Harder!” Lorraine moaned.

No, she wasn’t getting laid. She and I were actually getting scrubbed in a chemical shower underground. No amount of brushing and soaping could wash the filth from her soul. I was doing my best not to react, but the people in the sanitation suits were brushing hard to remove all dirt and dead skin cells. The water in that tank was ultrapure, and they wanted to keep it that way.

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Once we were cleaned, we were dressed in full-body sanitization suits, covering us from head to toe with facemasks and safety goggles. Dr. Itami led us down a brightly-lit corridor to a heavy steel door, and after punching in an access code, it swung open into an airlock.

“So, just to be clear, you actually want us to get into the water?” I asked.

“That’s right, but first we want to get readings of you outside of the water. Whenever repairs or renovations have to be done, our technicians move around the tank in boats. There will be a small dock for you to stand on. We won’t be able to talk to you while the detectors are active, but we’ll flash the lights when we want you to get in and out of the water.”

We stepped into the airlock and the door was closed behind us. The door in front of us then opened and we stepped out into a circular chamber, over a hundred feet wide and tall. The walls were fiberglass, and behind them, we could see thousands of sensors. The tank was half-filled with water, with a metal dock in front of the airlock entrance.

“So I guess we just stand here while they get their readings?”

She and I stepped onto the dock and closed the airlock door behind us.

“Did you ever think, in your wildest dreams, that you’d end up in a place like this? We’re in Japan, standing in a neutrino detection tank. That… that is all kinds of messed up.”

“I know, it’s almost like… an anime plot,” she said while elbowing me in the ribs.

I groaned in annoyance.

“Look at that water. I wonder what it tastes like. It’s ultrapure right?”

“I bet it tastes bland. With nothing in it, it wouldn’t have any flavor.”

A few minutes later, the lights flashed.

“Alright, time to get in.”

“I really hope it’s not cold.” We slowly and clumsily climbed into the water. “Fuck, it is cold!” Lorraine shrieked.

It certainly was. Being in the suit was definitely a weird experience. I could feel the water pushing in Bayan Escort from all angles, but my skin touched nothing but rubber. We worked to keep our heads above the water so that it wouldn’t get into our suits and we wouldn’t contaminate it.

“After this, I’m dragging you to a hot spring resort. I won’t take no for an answer,” Lorraine said.

“Fine, but you’re paying.”

“I wish we could get all the hybrids here for that. Now THAT would be a great anime episode!”

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“These are the readings were typically get. These are the results from the past year. And these are the results we got from you two.”

We were back in Dr. Nagisa’s office, looking over graphs from the sensors. The average neutrino detection levels were practically zero, the results of last year were up about a quarter of the page, and the ten minutes of Lorraine and I in the tank maxed out the sensors.

I was overwhelmed. Finally, we had a clue. True, these numbers didn’t mean much to me, but we had finally gotten onto the right path.

“Ok, so we know that the neutrinos are interacting with something, but what?” Lorraine asked.

“We call them temerons, we believe them to be a kind of tachyon,” said Dr. Itami.

“You don’t sound very sure,” I said.

“You must understand,” said Nagisa, “this is the deepest level of fringe science.”

“Oh, I loved that show!” Lorraine squealed.

Moving on…

“So what are they? What exactly do they do?”

“Tachyons are subatomic particles, like neutrinos, that move faster than light, and we believe, possibly through time. Temerons, on the other hand, we believe move through dimensions.”

“Dimensions? You’re talking about the multiverse theory.”

“Correct. According to the multiverse theory, there are infinite universes in which every possible occurrence has or will transpire, which also means there are infinite universes that could follow completely different laws of physics. We believe that temerons move randomly through dimensions, bringing with them different physical properties. These can manifest in black holes, wormholes, and quantum fluctuations, events that completely defy the laws of physics.”

“Haven’t you considered that maybe they do follow the laws of physics, but we simply don’t understand the laws of physics well enough?” I asked.

“That’s why it’s currently just fringe science, beyond dark matter and even mirror matter. Temerons are essentially increments of randomness, making them impossible to predict. They pass through dimensions. bringing about upsets in the natural order. We believe that we are witnessing a mass migration of temerons into our section of space, manifesting in the appearance of hybrids. They bring with them aspects of different universes, such as different evolutionary paths, alternate realities, or splicing together life forms from separate universes. It may even be possible that life came to be because of temerons reaching Earth.”

“And what does that have to do with us?” I asked.

“Our sensors cannot detect neutrinos, only the energy released upon neutrino reactions. What we’ve been sensing this past year is temerons passing through our space and colliding with neutrinos in the tank. The results we got just now with you two were due to neutrinos passing through your bodies but colliding with temerons. We believe that rather than being changed by the temerons and turned into hybrids, you both contain a vast amount of temerons inside you, and those temerons can be directed out from your bodies and into other life forms, causing the transformation into hybrids.”

“This is why none of our tests picked up anything,” said Dr. Lawrence. “Because the only way for us to detect what was going on was to use the second hardest thing to detect.”

I sat back in my chair, my mind going a mile a minute. On one hand, it was an indescribable relief to finally have an answer, even if it was just theoretical. On the other hand, this was a pretty ridiculous explanation. Subatomic particles that move through dimensions causing randomness? But come on, I’m turning pets into sexy animal-eared girls, what other kind of explanation could I have possibly gotten?

“So is there any way to stop this?” I asked.

“Stop it, are you kidding? It would be easier to stop a supernova. Temerons are moving through our space in this universe at an increasing rate. For all we know, it could all stop tomorrow, or this stream could continue on until our universe destroys itself. My guess is that this isn’t going away. We’ve entered the new age of human civilization, and it’s just going to get weirder from here.”

“But what about me? Is there a way to stop this from happening to animals and people around me?”

“There is no scientific basis for me to give any kind of answer. I can’t even explain why you’re full of temerons without experiencing any repercussions or transformations. My guess? Your body is going to keep producing hybrids forever, even after you die.”

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“Oh, this… is… bliss,” Lorraine said. She and I were sitting in an indoor pool at the Wariishi Onsen near Higu. Behind us were the windows to the forest outside. This hot spring was coed, so there were both men and women with us. Actually, it was mostly men, and the women weren’t exactly lookers, but that was no surprise. “After all that flying, this heat is exactly what I needed.” She turned to me when I didn’t respond. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, this water really is great. I just thought… that when I finally got an answer, it would change things. Is anything different now? If I end up turning another animal by accident, I’ll still be where I was when I turned Betty and Elise. What am I supposed to do now?”

“Just figure it out as you go. That’s the only thing we can really do. If something happens, deal with it then, but unless you know what it is or when it’ll occur, there’s no point in worrying about it now. We’ll go home, you’ll crawl into bed with your girls, I’ll crawl into bed with my boys, and we’ll wake up and make a plan for that day, and we’ll just keep doing that and that’s just fine.”

“Every once in a while, you do manage to spit out a pearl of wisdom.”

“Motherfucker, that’s what makes me so endearing.”

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It was another nonstop nightmare getting back home, two of our flights getting canceled and one getting delayed twice. It was a relief when we finally stepped foot in Maine, and just like before, we had driven Lorraine’s car so she was stuck with the parking bill! Ha!

We made the drive back to the farm, with the cows in the field mooing as we pulled up the driveway. Like my cabin, the Baxter home had been extensively remodeled, now more than twice its original size. We got out of the car, but for some reason, only the pillar men greeted us.

“Tobi, where are the girls?” I asked.

“They’re inside with Elise,” he replied without pulling away from the group hug with Lorraine.

I went inside, finding both Elise and Betty sitting at the kitchen table. Betty looked miserable, like she was suffering from a hangover.

“Hey, we’re back,” I said. “Were the girls good while I was gone?”

Elise looked up at me, a very tense expression on her face. “Take a seat.”

I sat down next to her. “What’s going on?” Icy fingers closed around my heart. “Is everyone ok?”

“It started this morning. Betty and I… are on our periods.”

As a man, my natural reaction was of course disgust, but once I had a second to process, my jaw dropped. “Are you sure?”

“I’m a woman, so yeah, I know what I’m talking about! Just look at Betty! She’s suffering from some wicked cramps!”

“Ugh,” Betty groaned, “how the fuck do humans deal with this shit? Master, I’m begging you, turn me back into a cow. I can’t take this.”

“But if you two have periods, then that means you ovulate, which means… you can get pregnant.”

“Yeah, about that. Girls! You can come down now!”

I looked to the stairs and saw Momo, Sonja, Chloe, Leah, and Jenny. Instead of rushing to hug me, they all held up positive pregnancy tests.

“Master, what does this mean?” Momo asked.

“Apparently they run on an earlier cycle than Betty and I.”

Outside, all the cows raised their heads and perked their ears, certain they had just heard a shrill scream.

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“Doc, something happened… something big,” I said, lying on the floor in Elise’s bathroom, ironically, in the fetal position.

“What do you mean?”

“Doc, can you please tell me what the symptoms are for a heart attack? Because I’m having one. I might also be having a stroke. Help me, Doc, I think I’m dying!”

“Whoa! Whoa! Slow down! Start from the beginning! What’s going on?”

“They’re pregnant, Doc, they’re goddamn pregnant! Momo, Sonja, Chloe, Leah, and Jenny, I knocked them up!

“Wait, are you serious? Tell me you’re serious!”

“Yes, I’m fucking serious! They’re pregnant, Elise and Betty are menstruating, and I think I might be pissing my pants! Most of my body is going numb right now!”

“Slow down, take a deep breath!”

“Five! Five kids! And that’s the best-case scenario! I sure hope you were telling the truth about the CDC supporting us, because I don’t think I have the qualifications for any job that would let me feed ten people!”

“Yes, of course we’ll keep supporting you! This is monumental, this has redefined the future of human evolution!”

“Fuck human evolution! I’m not ready to be a dad!”

“Of course you are. You’ve done a fantastic job taking care of those girls. You’ve been practicing parenthood for the past year, you can do this. Listen, I have to pass this on to my superiors. Right now, you need to be with your girls. Just relax, you won’t be alone in this.”

I hung up the phone and slowly got up. I felt like I was going to puke, but I built up my courage and opened the bathroom door, to find all of the girls waiting for me.

“Master, are you mad at us?” Sonja asked.

I took a deep breath. “No, of course I’m not mad at you. This is just… a huge shock.”

“What is?” Chloe asked. “Elise won’t tell us what’s going on.”

“Let’s all sit down and I’ll explain it.”

We all gathered around the kitchen table, me facing the girls. I tried to pick the words I was going to say, but it felt like there was a wool sock stuck in my throat. “Girls, the five of you are pregnant.”

Lorraine’s mouth hung open, but the girls looked at me in confusion.

“What does that mean?” Chloe asked.

“It means that you are each going to give birth to a baby. Right now, you each have a baby growing inside you, and in nine months—I’m guessing, I don’t know in your cases—you’re going to push those babies out. That is the true purpose of playing, it is so that animals can reproduce. Until now, I was sure that you girls couldn’t get pregnant, but it seems that’s changed.”

Momo leaned forward. “Momo is going to have a cub?” she asked with wide eyes.

“Actually, in your case, they’re called kittens, well, kitten hybrids” said Lorraine.

“But I’ve never had a baby before!” Chloe squealed fearfully.

“I know you’re scared. I’m scared too, but I’m going to help each of you, and the CDC is going to help us, and I’m hoping Elise, Lorraine, and Betty will help us.”

“Only if Master promises to put a baby in me,” Betty said.

I covered my face with my hands. “One kid at a time, Betty.”

“This is so cool! I’m gonna have puppies!” Sonja cheered.

“So what do we do now?” Jenny asked.

“Now I take extra special care of you, my sweet little pets, and in nine months, our family will double.”

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Two Years Later:

“Master, it’s almost time,” said Chloe, waking me up.

I opened my eyes and yawned, wishing I could have napped for a bit longer. These days, I had to sleep whenever I could. “Thanks, Chloe.”

I sat up in the bed, but slowly, since I was holding five infants. No, not the five I had expected when I first found out the girls were pregnant. Five babies, ha! More like each girl giving birth to five babies! I was the proud father of 25 kids, and with Betty demanding I get her pregnant, that number might increase. The babies I was currently holding were between me and Chloe. Like her, they were perfectly human, except for their mouse ears and tails, making them cuter than sin. The problem was that they were each the size of a baked potato. No, they were not premature; they were all perfectly healthy, they had just inherited their mother’s diminutive size. All five were wrapped up in wool socks, sleeping soundly and perfectly content. As we carried them back to their crib, one of them began to cry, giving a tiny rodent-like squeal.

I raised her up and kissed her forehead, my lips covering her entire scalp. “No, no, honey, it’s ok. I just need to take of business and then I’ll be right back. Shhhh, go back to sleep.”

I gave one of her ears a gentle rub, calming her down and putting her back to sleep.

“They are so cute!” Chloe chirped.

“Yet still not as cute as their mother,” I said, giving her a kiss of her own.

I then left the bedroom, walking down the hall with the walls lined with pictures from all of the zoo hybrids. Since leaving, they had all gone on to lead amazing lives, and every day, I’d get letters from them with updates as to what was going on. Many of them had started working in animal care and rescue centers, others in patient care at hospitals and nursing homes. Lola was the star of the retirement center she worked at, every tenant loving her. Almost all of them had found lovers and many were pregnant or already parents. None of them were married, but that was due to the law, though countless protest groups were fighting that.

I passed by a photo of Neija and her brother, the two of them standing in the Serengeti National Park in military uniforms. They were flanked on either side by fellow members of the Tanzanian army, all working together to fight poachers. She hadn’t yet picked a lover, but that was because she was happily married to her job. I had gone out to visit her before the girls gave birth and we had a romantic weekend.

I passed by the living room, where the news was showing a protest in the streets of DC. They were advocating for human-hybrid marriage, as well as equality and an end to discrimination. It was hard enough for animal-born hybrids to live happily, but for the 5% of the human population that had also turned, prejudice was a major problem. But in a way, remarkable progress had been made in a short time. Really, it was just religious and conservative groups that opposed hybrids. Most of the world had grown to accept them and they could be found in all forms of media and in countless homes with loving families. The fact that humans and hybrids could interbreed was one of the driving forces of the movement.

I stepped out into the front porch where Sonja, Chloe, Leah, and Jenny were playing with the rest of the children in the front yard. Believe me when I say, you don’t know the meaning of cute until you see a toddler with puppy ears and a fluffy tail, rolling around in the grass and laughing while chasing butterflies. Jenny’s babies would hop around on their short little bunny legs, long ears flopping. Nearby, Leah sat in a kiddy pool full of mud, playing with her children. Their black skin with yellow dots made them look like tiny aliens, but they had the cutest laughs.

“Master,” Momo said.

She was sitting in a rocking chair on the porch with our kittens. One of our sons was in her lap, snoozing. The rest were on pillows around her, relishing the warmth of the sun. I sat in the chair next to her and one of the babies woke up. She crawled from her pillow over to me and meowed for attention. She had messy black hair just like her mother and a round face with a string bean tail.

“Hey, Cecilia, how are you doing?”

I picked her up and held her in my lap, listening to her purr as I rubbed her ears and tickled her chin. She wormed and stretched as I tickled her belly, wiggling her little arms and legs. Ugh, I can’t even describe how adorable kitten babies are. When the kids got older, we’d probably have to move back to the mansion for the needed space, but for now, I loved our house out in the woods. Besides, I already spent enough time there as it was.

In the two years since I found out the girls were pregnant, I had gotten a degree in teaching and now worked in the mansion in the afternoons, helping homeless hybrids learn about the world and adapt to human customs. I did it both for them, and as a thanks to the CDC, or rather, the newly formed Department of Human-Hybrid Relations, for their continued support of our family. Lorraine worked there as well, at least, when she wasn’t on the farm. Elise, Betty, Lorraine, and the pillar men still labored taking care of the cows. On a positive note, the fact that the farm was run by hybrids put it on the map. They were the most popular non-commercial dairy producer in Maine.

Of course, I didn’t forget about my duties as Betty’s Master. I’d visit every few days and give her some good loving. Like Neija, Elise was married to her job, so she didn’t bother dating. She was simply the kind of girl who would rather stay single and surround herself with friends and family. Though, whenever she felt the need to scratch the old itch, I was happy to take her to pleasure town.

“Master, Mr. Jones said he’ll arrive in just a minute.”

The words came from a girl standing in the doorway with a phone in her hand. She was an adult hybrid like Momo and the others, a raccoon hybrid that had appeared in the fall, and the newest addition to our family. She had long, dark-gray hair, two cute round ears, a ridiculously fluffy ringed tail, and the skin around her eyes was darkened, like a mask. And of course, she filled out her top beautifully and had long tan legs that seemed to go on forever. All my girls were now on the pill, but in a few years, if she asked, I might not object to getting her pregnant.

“Thanks, Holly.” I picked up Cecilia and got to my feet. “Ok, everyone, time to move the kids!”

Working together, we all carried the children to the backyard to continue their playing. Sonja and I then returned to the front yard as a station wagon pulled up the driveway. A pudgy bearded man was driving, and in the backseat was a beautiful German Shephard. He came to a halt and I shook his hand when he got out.

“Hi, Thomas? Nice to meet you.”

He grabbed my hand with both of his. “No, it is an honor for me to meet you! I still can’t believe you’re real!”

“Sonja, this is Thomas. Thomas, this Sonja.”

“Hello!” Sonja said happily.

“She’s beautiful. You’re a lucky man. This here is Molly.”

“Thank you. Now, let’s talk on the porch. You can let your dog out, she and Sonja need to talk.” He and I went to the porch and sat down, Thomas sitting in the rocking chair Momo had occupied just a second ago. “So, why do you want me to turn your dog?”

“Because I love her and I feel like she’s the only one in the world who accepts me, so I want her to be a partner instead of a pet.”

“I’ve looked over your financials, you can definitely take of her. However, I need to know that you won’t simply use her for sex. How long have you had her?”

“Three years.”

He handed me a certificate of adoption from her breeder.

“And when did you decide that you wanted Molly turned?”

“About two months ago. Please understand, I’ve spent my whole life being rejected, and every relationship I’ve been in has ended up a disaster.”

“Now that scares me, because how do I know you aren’t the cause of the disaster? I need to know that I’m not putting your dog in danger by turning her.”

“My first real girlfriend cheated on me. The second thought I was cheating on her and dumped me. The third left me because she was bored. My last tried to run off with all my money. I just want to be able to come home to a girl who actually loves me and is happy to see me.”

“All right, then. Just let me see the custody certificate.” He handed me another piece of paper, one from the DHHR, labeling him as a caregiver of a hybrid. They had performed a background check and deemed him clean. “Perfect, then let’s do this. Hey Sonja, how are things on your end?”

In the front yard, Sonja was sitting on the grass with the German Shepherd, the two of them chatting. She was interviewing Molly to get an outside view of Thomas, see how he really acted. “She says he’s good!”

“Ok, bring her up here.”

Sonja pranced over with the dog following suit. They came up onto the porch, Sonja with a big smile on her face. “Molly thinks the world of you. I asked her and she said she really wants to be like me.”

Thomas patted her head. “Yeah, she and I have been through a lot together.”

“Ok, let’s get started.”

I focused on the dog, willing her to transform. ‘He’s your Master, not me. He’s your Master, not me.’ I said that in my mind over and over again. I had to do that, otherwise, the dog would call me her Master, and past customers had been greatly annoyed by that.

In happened in a second, the German Shephard transforming into a hybrid, a beautiful young woman with pointed canine ears and a fluffy tail. Seeing Thomas, a wide smile crossed her face.

“Master!”

With a joyful grin, she leaped into his arms and hugged him, the two of them laughing in happiness and Thomas shedding tears of joy. Sonja and I watched them with warmed hearts, happy for their new relationship. Thomas turned to me, unable to stop his tears.

“Thank you so much,” he said.

“Just take good care of her. Make sure she’s happy.”

“I will.”

Thomas left with Molly, while I counted the five grand in the envelope he had given me. This was a little side business of mine, sanctioned by the DHHR. People who passed the adoption screening could be sent to me and I’d turn their pets for them, female pets, at least. Like all adopted hybrids, the wellbeing of any animals I turned was routinely checked on and monitored. Homeless hybrids were already being adopted left and right, but there were always people who wanted their own pets turned. I would comply if said animal was a cat, dog, mouse, rabbit, raccoon, or cow, because then the girls could interview them to get the real impression of the client.

The DHHR covered our housing, food, and water and power, due partly to my teaching work at the mansion, but this money I saved for miscellaneous purchases like Christmas presents, and should anything happen in the future and we lose the DHHR’s support. But really, I did it because I liked making people happy. The guys I usually helped were like Thomas, rejected by the opposite sex, often unable to date because they were too shy or had other social problems. But hybrids gave endless love without judgment, expectations, or standards, only under the condition that that love was returned.

The funny thing was that Lorraine a LOT more business than I did. There were a ton of women who also wanted to check out of the dating scene and spend their lives with an animal-eared lover.

With business taken care of, Sonja and moved to the backyard to join the kids still playing. One of Sonja’s three daughters, Maggie, waddled over to me. With long blonde hair just like her mother, her smiling face could outshine the sun.

“Master! Master!” she said.

That was the only word she could say yet, as was the case for all that could speak. I tried to get them to call me daddy or papa or anything else, but they called me Master, just like their mothers.

She held out a dandelion in her tiny hand to me. I crouched down and received the flower. “Thank you so much! That is so sweet!”

She smiled and clapped her hands.

“Master! Master!”

The End

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Jia’s Awakening Ch 4.5 : Jessa’s Story and Family Secrets

Author’s note: This actually takes place between chapters 4 and 5.

She got home from school and threw down her backpack beside the door. Again, no homework that day, so Jessa could relax. Next she stripped off her tshirt and skirt, leaving her wearing nothing but panties. Jessa looked at herself in the mirror, wishing that her boobies would start growing like the other girls in her grade 6 class. But she knew that she had genetics working against her, as her older sister Jia was 15 and still barely had begun to fill out in the chest.

Still, she found herself liking what she saw in the mirror. A cute slim girl with low cut ‘Hello Kitty’ pink panties on, with her glasses and her hair in braided pigtails. She smiled and reached up and gave her preteen nipples a couple pinches. They were just a shade darker than her Filipina skin, but they were there, and were quite sensitive. She was eager to have her sister come home soon so they could play, so she didn’t put a hand in her panties yet. And their mom wouldn’t be home till after her classes at college finished early in the evening.

She grinned at the idea that no one would suspect this bookworm of a girl to be so wild once she got naked. But nothing seemed wrong with it to her, as her entire life she’d been living like this. Jjust last year did the tickling feelings turn into pleasure feelings, so she was just like her sister and mom now, able to enjoy all the physical pleasures that girls could bring each other. But it was kept a secret, just for her little family to know, plus their aunt that lived nearby.

Jessa sat down to watch TV. After an hour, she realized her sister was late. She called her cell phone, but there was no answer. Jessa was a bit sad, as she had been a little worked up from gym class today, seeing all of her classmates changing. She really wanted some loving relief. She could masturbate herself, but it was always more enjoyable to have Jia’s or her mom’s tongue work her little clitty and pussy.

Finally, around 7pm, Jia got home. Jessa could tell her sister was exhausted and a little bit flushed too. She wondered what happened.

“Jia, where were you? I’ve been home all alone for 3 hours, and I was really horny and wanted to play together!” Jessa complained to her older sister.

“I’m sorry sis. I went with Erica over to a friend’s place, and time slipped away, and I’m really tired and just want to sleep for awhile. OK?” Jia replied.

“Awwwww Jia! What were you all doing?” Jessa whined as she watched her older sister begin to take off her clothes.

“Umm, just talking and such, but I’ll tell you more later, I just want to lay down”

“OK, I’ll cuddle with you until mom gets home if you want”

“Yeah right kiddo. I know how you work, you’ll cuddle with me and then try to get your way.” Jia poked fun at her little sister as she finished taking off all her clothes.

“No really, I just want to feel you…” Jessa was replying when she got a look at Jia’s pussy, which was swollen and reddish. “Jia, what have you been up to? I can see you’re all swelled up down there!”

Jia looked at herself in the mirror and saw what Jessa spotted. It really was hard to miss. She beckoned to Jessa to then join her on the bed and took her in her arms.

“Well sweetie, I went with my friend Erica to the home of a neighbour of hers. She’s been enjoying going over there and she told me all about it and wonderful it was, so I decided I finally wanted to try.” Jia paused, then continued with a big smile on her face “I got my cherry taken today by this great guy!” Then she hugged her little sister to her.

“WHAT?!!” Jessa exclaimed. “I thought you didn’t like boys”

“He’s not a boy, he’s a man! And well equipped to please! And he was gentle and wonderful and sweet and can last a long time compared to boys”

“How do you know? Didn’t you just say he took your cherry? What’s going on? How many boys have you been with? I thought that it was just me and mom and auntie!” Jessa shot back rapidfire questions, feeling confused and betrayed.

“Slow down little sister, don’t worry” Jia tried comforting the agitated 11 year old in her arms who was fighting to back away.

“OK, first, I’ve never had full sex with a boy. They just like to have us girls use our hands and mouths sometimes to make them cum. It’s really easy with the boys at school, as it takes just a few minutes, and after they shoot they don’t care about anything else. Me and many of the girls at school do it to get the boys to do things we want them to do, like buy us stuff and such.” Jia explained.

“As for how many, none of your business little sister!” Jia laughed. “But today, Jeff was the first guy to actually put his thing inside me. And he’s older and has lots of self control. He even did Erica for a while as she licked me before he did it to me. Oh my god it was soo good!”

“So you liked it?” Jessa asked tentatively.

“Oh yess, it was incredible” Jia started to gush. But then she saw the look on Jessa’s face. “But baby, it’s not like when we’re together. It’s different. I won’t ever stop loving you or playing with you!” she tried to reassure her sister.

“Really?”

“Really!” Jia told her, then bent down and gave her a big kiss.

“Goodie, I like it too much, and no one else will be as much fun as you and mommy”

Suddenly Jia felt her sister’s fingers probing her sensitive swollen pussy.

“Hey!!” Jia exclaimed.

“I wanna see what it looks like down there. See if you are all loose and saggy!” Jessa teased before she dove her face between her older sister’s legs.

“AAAHHHH Jessa!! Be careful! I’m really sensitive and a bit sore!”

Jessa lifted her face and had a mischievous smile and replied “Goodie!”

Then the preteen bent down and ran her tongue all along the reddened pussy of her older sister. She was rewarded with a loud gasp and body spasm, plus a yummy taste of pussy juice. She then spread the fat little pussy lips and began flicking her tiny tongue all over Jia’s glistening clitty. In just a few minutes, Jessa managed to bring her older sister to orgasm, as she worked over the freshly fucked pussy.

At that moment Prissie walked in on her two daughters.

“Wow, do you two ever stop? You’d think Escort you were boys by how much sex you have!” Prissie teased her daughters with.

“Mommy!” Jessa shouted and jumped up to hug and kiss her mom. Prissie enjoyed kissing the girls right after they had been licking the other, getting to taste some of the juices herself.

“Guess what mom! Jia’s not a virgin anymore. She fucked a man after school!” Jessa told Prissie excitedly.

“JESSA!!!” Jia shouted at her tattletale little sister.

Prissie looked from daughter to daughter, then finally said to Jia “Did you enjoy it sweetie? Are you OK?”

“I’m fine mom. He’s a great guy that my friend Erica has been fucking for a few weeks. He wasn’t like the boys at school who shoot in a couple minutes! He fucked us both and then after we showered together and I got to swallow his white stuff. I really liked it” Jia confessed to her mom.

“How old was he?” Prissie asked, expecting somewhere between 20 and 25.

“I think he’s 35 or 36. But he’s got a wonderful cock and is very gentle and knows just when to go harder and when to be softer. He’s not like being with a girl though, and I never want to give up that, but I really did enjoy being fucked too” Jia explained.

Prissie could understand only too well. She had begun fucking at a much younger age of 8, though it was done by force at first, and then for money later, until she was sold to a master and brought to Canada. Then she found herself pregnant when she was 13 years old and cast out by her owner. She had enjoyed the feeling of all the men’s cocks in her young pussy so much. To pay all her bills, she had had sold herself to men as she raised Jia, but after she got pregnant with Jessa she stopped having sex with men altogether. To her shame, she actually had no idea who the father was of either of her daughters. Her older sister Gemma, who had also been sold to a master in the US, eventually found her and came to Canada and helped out with raising her kids. And as time went on, the sisters eventually they became lovers as they had no taboos left due to their time in captivity, which led to how the two of them raised Prissie’s daughters.

“Baby, did you let him shoot inside of you?” Prissie asked her daughter out of concern she might get pregnant.

“Umm, yess, but I just finished my period yesterday so it should be safe, right?” Jia answered.

“Yes baby you should be. But if you are going to do this more, we need to get you some protection like going on the pill”

“I don’t know how much I might do it, but he was really nice and it felt good to have him cum inside me” Jia confessed.

Prissie decided and told her daughter “Well let’s get you a doctor’s appointment and get you on the pill. I’ll take care of getting it all set up and let you know when.”

She got up and kissed her mom and gave her hug saying “Thanks!!”

Then Jessa spoke up “Well I’m never going to let a boy fuck me down there! So I don’t have to worry about that. I only like you two and auntie.”

Prissie kissed her daughter on the forehead and told her “And that’s just fine baby. You can do what you want with your body.” She never wanted what happened to her to happen to her girls.

Then Prissie got undressed and climbed into the bath, while her daughters returned to their previous play.

Jessa wanted her turn at being pleasured now, so as her mom went to the bathroom to bath, she climbed on the bed and called her older sister over. She opened he legs as she laid back, making her wet little slit visible. Jia giggled and climbed onto the bed between her kid sister’s legs. She used two fingers to spread those little lips that were still naturally bare, and took in the site of her inner wet pink. She teased her little sister with another finger, rubbing it up and down. She got it quite wet, and then pushed it in a tiny bit, only to meet the resistance of Jessa’s intact hymen. It made the 11 year old jump a bit, but soon she felt the warm caress of her sister’s tongue.

Jessa was like a little firecracker with sex, and it took less than a minutes before her first orgasm flashed through her young body. As it did, she let out a high pitched squeal and her entire body spasmed. Though hers didn’t last as long as her sister’s or mom’s orgasms, Jessa certainly enjoyed them very much and always wanted more. And it didn’t take much for her to have more. In the next 15 minutes, she had nearly 1 every minute as her sister licked her tiny preteen pussy. She just seemed to get more sensitive as each orgasm built on the last. Finally, she had one massive explosion between her legs that left her nearly unconscious and limp. Jia knew when her little sister had finally finished, otherwise she wasn’t allowed to stop.

Jia climbed up and lay beside her sibling, holding her head on her chest. Jessa realized this on some level and her little tongue and lips sought out Jia’s breast and nipple. They lay like that for awhile, with Jessa gently suckling on her older sister. But it wasn’t maternal for Jia and she got excited again by this. She was enjoying it immensely, feeling pleasure building inside. She didn’t want to touch herself, and wondered if she could actually achieve an orgasm from just her sister licking her sensitive nipple.

After awhile of her enjoying this, she felt the bed move and her mom joined them on the shared family bed. She knew what her mom would probably do, which was climb down between her legs, but she wanted to try something different.

Without opening her eyes, Jia stretched out an arm to her and said “Momma, can you lick my other nipple. And don’t play with me down there. I feel sooo nice and I think if you both lick my nipples, I might be able to have a orgasm like this”

The answer came in feeling a tongue and lips at her free nipple. Jia inhaled sharply at the feeling. While she’d had two girls do this before, she seemed to be in a much more excited and sensitive state than ever before, and this was feeling absolutely magical.

Prissie used her hands to rouse her younger daughter, and Jessa caught on quickly that they were both supposed to just continue sucking on the teenagers small sensitive nipples. Jessa worked her sister’s little nipple with fervor. She flicked her tiny tongue quickly back and forth followed by some hard sucking and Escort Bayan then repeated some more. She could see her mommy doing the same kinds of actions to the other one.

Jia could feel the sexual tension building inside of her. It didn’t level off at any point, but was growing and growing like a balloon. She knew that if she touched her pussy at any point, it would cause that balloon to burst, and her orgasm would also explode. But she wanted more and more, so she didn’t touch herself. Also she noticed that this pleasure wan’t building between her legs at her clitty like most, but a little higher up and inside her tummy. Suddenly without warning, a warm glow seemed to envelope her entire body. She arched her back as her nipples became like pinpoints of ecstasy. Her breath was caught in her throat and she could not even cry out to express the feelings that overwhelmed her senses. It went on for a long time like this, seeming to be half of forever, before she ran out of energy and just collapsed. Jia was more than satiated now from all the experiences of the day, and she fell asleep before she knew it.

Jessa was amazed to see her sister like this, and when she fell asleep, her mom assured her that it was all good. So Jessa just curled up against her sister and also fell asleep.

Prissie looked at her two daughters, and knew that a new chapter of their love and sexuality was starting. There would be some tough times with the changes she knew would come, but she also wanted to prepare her girls for it. She came up with some ideas, but for now, she got up and went to work on the homework she had from class today. Her teacher was male, so she couldn’t seduce this one to get a better grade, which left hard work as the only option.

For anyone watching, they would think this was three sisters, as that is how they told their story. Partly to conceal Prissie’s past as it would raise too many questions. Prissie was just 13 years older than her teenage daughter, which is not an unheard of difference for sisters, especially since part of their story was that their mother remarried and the two younger ones were from that second relationship.

Anyone watching would have also found them incredibly sexy to watch. Jia and Jessa were very similar to one another with slender bodies, just one older than the other. They each has cute little bums, though Jia had small swells for breasts where Jessa was still flat chested. And while Jessa’s pussy was still bare, Jia’s was bare only because she shaved it, but she liked the younger look of a bare pussy. Their mom/sister was quite different thought. Prissie, at 28, had lovely C cup tits that were capped by small brown nipples. Her body was a bit wider and more womanly, though she did have the same nicely rounded ass as her daughters. And she didn’t completely shave herself, but kept it trimmed short. Their only other regular playmate was Prissie’s sister Gemma, who was similar in body to Prissie, but she was about 3 inches taller, and not quite as beautiful. Sometimes Prissie and Jia would be with other girls and women, but no one brought those lovers home. At their home it was just for family. They mostly were naked or in panties around the apartment, with robes in the front closet in case a visitor showed up suddenly and they needed to cover themselves. And in the summer, they would sometimes go to the nudist beach to enjoy the sun together. Life overall was pretty good now.

The next morning, Prissie woke up the girls and told them they were about to learn something new. They were a bit curious as to what she meant.

“Girls, there may be times where you will want or need to get something from a man. The best way is by using your feminine charms, also known as your bodies.” The girls giggled at that, and Prissie continued “Unfortunately it also means that they probably will want to fuck you, but you don’t want to get pregnant. So I’m going to start training you today on a girl’s best trick, which will make any man do anything you want.”

They both stared at her wide eyed waiting for her to tell them.

“It’s called anal sex. Men seem to love the chance to stick their cocks in a girl’s butt. Especially young girls like you. Fortunately, anal sex is easier to get used to when you are smaller than pussy sex, Jessa.”

Her daughters giggled, as they couldn’t believe what she was saying.

“OK, Jia you are taller than me right?” Prissie asked.

“Yes, by an inch or so”

“Do you think you could take 10 inches of penis or toy in your bum?”

Jia replied “No way! I’m not sure anything would fit back there!”

Prissie just smiled, then turned around and bent over a bit. As her cheeks spread, the girls could see the base of a dildo. Prissie grabbed it and began to pull it out. But it felt so good, before it was halfway out, she pushed it all the way back in again. She let out a moan as she did this. It had been a long time since she had put anything up her ass before this demonstration for her girls, and she had forgotten how wonderful it felt. Finally though, she slowly slid the entire thing out of her. She knew her girls could see her asshole gaping wide right now, but probably they were watching the 12″ dildo that was now hanging down beside her ass.

She stood fully upright again and turned around to see her girls completely shocked and she laughed.

“Within a month, you will both be able to do the same thing, and this toy is actually 12 inches long. But for today we’re going to start off simply by learning to stimulate each other’s ass” Prissie explained.

Jia was wet already, as she’d had a few girlfriends lick her ass, and she knew how much she enjoyed it. Jessa was quite apprehensive, as she thought this was only something the girls in porn films did, but she also trusted her mom.

“Now both of you get on your hands and knees, and face away from me.” Prissie told her girls and they obeyed.

Then Prissie got down behind them and first spread Jia’s cute ass, revealing the little brown rosehole. She admired it for a moment, then said “Jia, describe to Jessa what you are feeling OK” She then bent down and began to flick her tongue over the teenagers tight little butt-hole.

Jia gasped and her eyes rolled back as she felt that firm tongue of her mom’s play with her bum hole. It was obvious Bayan Escort to her that her mom knew what she was doing, as it felt so much better than the girls from school. They were more experimental, but her mom had over 15 years experience, and was now using that on Jia.

“Well someone seems to really enjoy this” Prissie commented as she pulled back and saw her older daughter’s pussy slit glistening wetly. “It helps alot if you play with yourselves while receiving anal stimulation, as it enhances the entire experience.”

Jia didn’t need a second invitation, and she quickly had 2 fingers rubbing her pussy as she felt that knowing tongue return to licking her little asshole.

“Ooooooh it feels sooooo good Jessa. You should start playing with yourself now.” Jia told her little sister.

She heard a giggle, and then Jessa replied “I already am Jia. It’s sexy seeing how your back is jumping up and down as mom is licking you. I can tell how good you are feeling from that.”

Jia looked over and saw Jessa laying on her side with her legs spread, showing off her bare preteen pussy, though it was obscured by the young girl’s hand rubbing herself. Seeing her little sister like that, and feeling her own fingers and mom’s tongue pleasuring her, it was too much and Jia was suddenly thrown into a powerful but fast orgasm. She collapsed afterwards, working to catch her breath as she watched her mom move over to her little sister.

Jessa loved watching her sister’s body writhe in ecstasy, and it made her own little pussy just that much more wet. After Jia fell to the bed, her mom moved over to her, moving Jessa onto her back, spreading her legs and pushing them back. Jessa kept playing with herself as her mom knelt down and lowered her face. Jessa was anxious about how it would all feel. Suddenly she felt a warm firmness pressing at her bum. Her mom started by licking her little cheeks, and it was feeling nice, especially as her own fingers were rubbing her eleven year old pussy and clit. Then she felt her ass cheeks pulled wider and that warm firm tongue pressed directly in between. The shock startled her and her entire body twitched and she let out a sharp cry of surprise. But her mom didn’t let up and continued to flick her tongue on that tiny butthole. After a few more licks, it was becoming more pleasing that shocking. And just like usual, Jessa began having rapid fire little orgasms soon, though there were a little more intense and lasted longer.

After Jessa had enjoyed five of these dual pleasure orgasms, Prissie backed off and looked down at her younger daughter laying there in a state of euphoria. This was a wonderful way to introduce her precious girls to the world of anal play, though it seemed obvious to her that Jia had done some exploring already from how she had welcomed the licking. She wanted to show the girls the pleasures of various types of sex play before it was forced upon them roughly by someone who didn’t care for them and was just doing it for their own selfish pleasure. Her daughters would probably end up being just as wild as she herself was forced to be, but they would have much more fun with it.

As she sat there thinking, Prissie suddenly felt herself being pulled backwards. She was flat on her back, surprised, and saw her older daughter above her. Before she knew what was going on, one wrist was handcuffed to the headboard, and shortly after that the other one too.

“Jia, what are you doing?” she asked her daughter, but knowing that she was probably going to enjoy whatever plans were in her mind.

Her daughter just giggled, and then straddled her mom’s face and placed her very wet pussy over her mouth and sat down. She felt her mom’s tongue began licking her eagerly.

“Jessa, come over here and join us, and bring that long dildo too” Jia told her younger sister. As Jessa climbed over, she grabbed her mom’s ankles and pulled them apart and back. Jessa got the idea, and she placed the dildo tip at her mom’s still gaping asshole and began to push it in. They heard their mom gasp loudly into Jia’s pussy that covered her mouth. Jessa then began to lick her mom’s wet pussy as she pushed the dildo in deeper and deeper. Prissie’s body was twisting around as she felt this double pleasuring, and the girls loved seeing their mom like this.

Jessa had the dildo almost all the way up her mom’s ass, and it was shocking to think that so much could fit up there. She was also having trouble holding onto the big dildo with her little hands as her mom’s hips were twitching and moving around.

Then Jessa had a kinky idea. She looked up at her big sister and said “Jia, watch this!”

She pulled the big dildo out of her mom’s ass, and she saw how it gaped open. She then put her fingers up to the ass and 4 slipped in easily and she began fingering her mom’s asshole. She grinned and looked up and saw Jia watching this action, though she could tell that her older sister was in a haze of pleasure. Jessa worked on jamming her fingers in and out deeper and deeper. Then she had to slip her thumb in too so she could push in farther, when suddenly her entire hand was pulled up inside her mom’s asshole. Jessa felt an incredible pressure clamp down on her wrist and she couldn’t move her hand at all. At the same time their mom let out a very loud cry.

At first Jessa thought she’d hurt her mom, but soon she felt her mom wiggling her hips, seeming to pull her hand deeper. She also could hear Prissie gasping “Deeper, oh god deeper” over and over. Jessa began to push her hand in and then would pull it back. Slowly she could tell she was getting deeper and deeper. She also went back to licking her mom’s pussy while at the same time fisting her ass. Soon she could feel that her tiny arm was buried nearly up the the elbow in her mom’s ass. She licked madly at her clit and could hear her mom’s pleasure building.

An incredible pressure then grabbed her arm and Jessa could feel her mom’s orgasm spasming up and down the arm she had buried in her mom’s tight asshole. At the same time she felt Prissie’s body convulsing and moving wildly against her tongue. Jessa also heard her mom’s cries of joy, muffled by Jia’s pussy that was still planted over Prissie’s lips. The orgasm seemed to go on for a long time, and Jessa felt happy that she could give her mom such good feelings.

Slowly she began to withdraw her arm and hand from her mom’s back door, and it came out with a wet ‘pop’. The three of them lay side by side and drifted off into a very content sleep.

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This is my first BDSM story, any kind of feedback would be greatly apreciated.

“He was such a loser! He couldn’t keep it up long enough for me to even get into it!” I said over the club music when my friend Grace asked me about my most recent ‘night club score’ gone wrong.

“Oh come on Chrissy it couldn’t have been that bad,” Rachel, my other friend said.

“Really? The guy only lasted for eight fucking minutes, and when he was fucking me he was going extremely slow like he knew he had poor stamina! He did eat an ok pussy but that just isn’t enough, I wanna be fucked good and hard, and for a long time! These night club assholes have gotten on my last nerve, bragging about how good they are then when its time to put their money where their mouth is a sixteen year old virgin can do a better job. Bartender, another margarita please.”

“You know what you need? A little perspective on whats important,” Grace said.

“No what I need is a guy who isn’t a little bitch and knows how to fuck a girl right!”

“Maybe you need to change clubs or something, you’re probably picking up throwaway guys that hang around looking for desperate women,” Grace said.

“Nope, I’ve been to Hotspot, Sizzle Club, Euphoria, all with the same thing, men with strong game, but weak sex drive. They all try to be soft and sensual, I don’t want that shit, I want it rough!”

“Well maybe its you girl, you probably intimidate the hell out of them with that attitude of yours, I haven’t had any problems with the few guys I had,” Rachel said.

“If they can’t handle my attitude then I don’t want them anyway, what kind of man gets intimidated by a 31 year old 5’6” 115 lb. redhead anyway? Not a man I’d wanna fuck.”

“115 lbs? I guess you didn’t count the extra twenty pounds in your tits and ass! Is that what you’ve been telling them?” Rachel said as Grace laughed.

“Shut up bitch,” I laughed back. “They don’t need to know that, they won’t be around long enough anyway. Watch my drink I need to run to my car, and don’t drink my margarita bitches!”

I got up from my stool at the bar and made my way through the dance floor, getting bumped into everybody I passed as I made my way to the front door. This man who was sitting a good amount of bar-stools away from us got up at the same time I did, and I figured he was gonna try to hit on me, but I just wasn’t in the mood today, so when he got close enough to see me I gave him the look that says “don’t bother me” and continued out the door. I showed the doorman my stamp so he’d know to let me back in and went to the secret spot where I parked my car, through an alley behind some old buildings. It was a bit of a walk and in a weird spot, but it beat the hell out of paying $17.50 any day. I grabbed my pack of cigarettes out of my glove box and made my way back to the club, lighting up one on the way back, and smoking another before I went back into the club.

I went back to the bar to see Grace sitting my herself looking at the dance floor watching Rachel dance with some random guy. I grabbed my margarita back and drank half of it in one gulp and watched Rachel grind all over the guy to a remix of “Get Your Freak On.”

“She’s been out there since you left outside, to smoke I’m guessing,” Grace said.

“I needed one, talking about these guys really got me worked up and pissed off.”

“You really should quit that, you have enough bad habits, and stop parking so far away!”

“Its free, and I can use the extra money on drinks, unlike you two.”

“Well if you weren’t so bitchy you wouldn’t have to pay for your own drinks!”

“Oh ha-ha bitch! I don’t see you with anyone!” I challenged.

Not even ten seconds after I said that a guy came over with two drinks and held out his arm to Grace, which she took as she smiled at me. “You were saying?” she gloated as she walked away.

“HE’S PROBABLY GAY!” I yelled after her as I finished the rest of my drink.

The rest of the night I turned down the few guys that did approach me and watched both Grace and Rachel slut it out on the dance floor. Truth be told I did wanna be out there but my pride wouldn’t let me, after the way I was talking the whole night, and I didn’t wanna deal with some guy trying to get me drunk and take me home, only to be a complete failure in bed, again. When they both did come back they had a quick drink and went back onto the dance floor, but this time I joined them, I figured I might as well dance with my girls if anyone, so I did, and I lightened up a bit. When we were done dancing and went back to our seats I saw the guy from before walking towards us, but looking at me and was about to hold out his hand to ask for a dance, but before he did I cut him off.

“Sorry, but I’m here with my girls, I’m taking a break from club guys tonight.”

“Geez, and you wonder why you can’t get a date, you couldn’t have sounded more bitter if you tried,” Rachel said as the guy walked away.

“Well what do you expect, I’m sexually frustrated! Maybe if you challenge their manhood they’ll finally get their act together and show a girl a good time.”

We had a couple more drinks and danced a little more until we decided to call it a night and head home. Both Grace and Rachel had dates they were leaving with but I was set on going home alone that night, and that’s what I did, I had a box of vibrators that could do the job. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways, them to the parking lot and me to my secret spot. On the way to my car I felt like I was being watched, but dismissed it and got in my car and drove home where my toys awaited me.

Throughout the next week I did decide to give the club men one more try, big mistake. The first guy’s dick was so small there was no way I was gonna get off to it. I pulled out a vibrator and kicked his little dick ass out. The second guy had a nice size dick, but couldn’t fuck to save his life. If it wasn’t for me stopping every few minutes so he could calm down, I never would have came that one quick time. The last guy was the worst of all, I gave him head, and he came in my hair! After that he couldn’t even get it back up, so I kicked him out and went back to my old trusty toys which never failed me, and swore off club losers for good. Neither Rachel nor Grace had anything bad to say about their dates throughout the week, but seeing how pissy a mood I was in they didn’t even need to ask me. As usual we would wait until we were at a club to bring up how any dates we had went, and I just didn’t wanna go back to any clubs for a while, but it was sort of a tradition we had, so I went for the sake of my friends. We went back to the same club we were at last saturday at Grace’s request, and it wasn’t long before we were into our second drink talking about our sex lives, or lack there of in my case.

“I’m done with guys in clubs. Its fucking ridiculous how so many guys could be that bad at sex! How hard is it to fuck the hell out of somebody? Really? We need to change scenes because this isn’t doing it for me anymore, maybe a gym, or a coffee shop, or a mall, but no more damn clubs,” I said angrily.

“Hey why should we change? Not all of us is having bad luck like you! I actually had a great week of sex. Maybe if you weren’t so hyper you’d attract the right guys,” Rachel said.

“Why should I have to change? Why can’t I find ONE guy who can fuck me like I need to be fucked without being scared I’m gonna rip his head off if he does something wrong?”

“Because you might. Redheads have that temper that you just cant get over,” Grace said.

“Oh yeah whatever, my hair scares them. That’s a sorry excuse if I ever heard it. I’m gonna go have a smoke, order me something strong.”

I got up and walked through the crowd towards the door getting sour looks from every guy that was within hearing distance of our conversation, but I didn’t care, I wanted them all to know that they were useless in bed. I made it to my secret spot and got that feeling that I was being followed again, but looked around and didn’t see anyone, so I went through my purse to get my keys. Just as I pulled them out I get pushed into the driver side of my door and an Escort arm goes around my neck. I tried to put up a fight, but he was just way too strong. As I was about to scream a napkin came over my face, forcing me to breathe it in, I tried to move it away, but I knew it was useless. I struggled as much as I could until I started to get dizzy and weak, and before I knew it, everything went black.

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I woke up, dreary-eyed and dazed in a basement chained standing up to the ceiling and on the floor with my arms and legs apart. There were towels or something around my hands and ankles where the chains were so they wouldn’t dig into my skin, well at least he wasn’t a complete ass, but considering the state I was in that wasn’t saying much. I had a gag in my mouth and couldn’t move my arms or legs and was completely naked, my 34C’s hanging freely on my chest. I could just smell the faint scent of shaving cream and wondered what the hell he did with it, then I felt the wetness between my legs and looked down, the bastard shaved me! He shaved me clean of all my pussy hair, luckily he didn’t cut me or anything, but still, he fucking shaved me! The room was empty except for the contraptions holding me in place, a desk, and a box on the desk about 15 feet in front of me. I started to get scared and tried to wiggle myself free when I heard somebody stand up off a chair behind me.

“Oh she’s awake. Its about time. Welcome to my dungeon, you can call me H. I hope you didn’t mind I took the liberty of shaving all that loose hair off, I like my pussies to be clean when I torture them.”

He had a voice that sounded deep, but also kinda muffles like he was wearing a mask or something. Since I had a gag in my mouth all I could do was mumble a response, but I think he got the jist of my insult. He walked up behind me and took the gag out of my mouth, and I wasted no time letting him know what I thought. “You stupid fucking bastard, let me go right now!”

“Not until I have some fun with you first.”

“My friends are gonna notice I’m gone and they’re gonna call the cops on you, so you might as well save us both the trouble and let me go now you little dick piece of shit!

“ Feisty aren’t we? That red hair suits you well. If they do call the cops, it won’t be for a while, and they won’t find you here anyway. You got quite a mouth on you, must be good for sucking dick.”

“I won’t be sucking your dick so you might as well let me go now!”

“Oh I beg to differ, in fact, I think you’ll be glad to suck my dick.”

I heard him moving around then he brings his hands around my head and puts a blindfold on me. He grabs my tits and squeezes them and slaps them to the point where they’re bouncing around on my chest. Its a little painful, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. I feel his lips take hold of my nipple and start sucking and biting on it, then he switches and does the same thing to the other.

“I need these nipples hard, no good sitting on your chest doing nothing.”

“You must feel real proud of yourself. This is the only way you can get a woman? By kidnapping her? You’re a pathetic excuse for a man, must have a little dick too!”

“You do have quite a mouth. You’ll see how “little” my dick is in a little bit, but first I need to teach you to show some respect for your master.”

I heard him walk past me and grab something from the box on the desk, then I heard him walk back over to where I was and behind me. “Whats the matter, didn’t find what you were looking fooooooooooooooowwww!” I was cut off as I was slapped hard on the ass with a paddle.

“Maybe now you’ll have a little more respect for your master.”

“You’re not my damn master you little dick piece of shit.” I knew it was stupid, but I wasn’t gonna let him win, I’d just have to deal with the pain. WHACK! “Ow!”

“Tell your master you’re sorry or the hits will get harder and more frequent.”

“Kiss my ass!”

“I wont, but the paddle will.” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

It hurt like hell but I was willing to put up with it, not to mention after the sting went down it did start to feel good a little. Call me crazy, but I think I was starting to like this.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

I groaned in pain and pleasure as the paddle made contact with my bare skin over and over, he whipped me so hard I knew my ass was a deep red, but I still wasn’t gonna give in.

“Hmm, you’re tougher than I thought, maybe I should try a little ‘shock therapy’ on you.”

“Shock therapy? What the fuck do you mean shock therapy?”

“Oh you’re about to find out. I guarantee you’ll see things my way.”

He walked past me again back to the box, but this time he brought it with him because I heard it hit the floor. I got too quiet for my liking and I heard something turn on, I tried to sense where he was but it didn’t do any good, then I got a mother of a wake up call when I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my ass that had been paddled so hard just a little while ago. “What th… owwwwwwww!”

“Who’s your master?”

“Not you you piece of shit!”

“Wrong answer.” He went to the box again and came around in front of me. I heard him laugh then felt a slight twinge of pain as he clamped something down on both of my nipples. “Who’s your master?”

“Kiss my ass you bastard!”

When the words left my mouth a felt another jolt of electricity pass through the clamps and shoot directly into my nipples, wow that really hurt, and I screamed to that fact.

“I can do this all day, who’s your master?”

Fuck you, asshole!”

He didn’t waste any time. Whatever he was shocking me with he put it on every part of my body, sending shocks through my legs, my arms, my tits, my stomach, my ass, just about everything. It hurt but I thought I could take it, until he went back to shocking my nipples, he went one right after the other, it hurt so bad I had no choice but to give in and play his game. “You’re my master ok!”

“I didn’t quite catch that, what did you say?”

“I said you’re my damn master!”

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it? If you had said that earlier we could have saved a lot of time and punishment. Now who’s dick do you wanna suck?”

I didn’t wanna say it, but I knew what he’d do if I protested. “I wanna suck my master’s dick.”

“You mean you wanna suck master H’s dick.”

I sighed, knowing he had leverage over me. “I wanna suck master H’s dick.”

“That’s a good girl. Now suck it good, or I’m gonna have to shock you again.”

He did something with the chains and my arms now had the freedom to hang down to my sides, but it was only for me to get on my knees because that’s exactly where he guided me to, then I heard him undo his pants and grab the back of my head as he pushed his dick right into my mouth. I remembered what he said about shocking me so I made sure to do my best and sucked his dick as best I could. He had a nice long thick dick, not a size I could guess with my mouth but big enough to satisfy any woman. I slid it all the way into my mouth and pulled back just at the head and tickled it with my tongue before I took it back into my mouth, he seemed to like that because every time I did it his dick would twitch. I worked myself into a good rhythm sucking his dick deep into my throat until he grabbed my head with both his hands and started fucking my mouth. At first I was groaning and gagging, making gargling sounds, trying to keep up with his thrusts, but it started to get easier as it went along. He fucked my mouth so long my mouth started to hurt a little, and I accidentally closed down on his dick, which made him pull it out of my mouth and slapped me on the cheek with it.

“You’re lucky I was done with that, now stand up, I have other plans for you.”

I stood up like he said and he unhooked my right foot that was chained to the ground. I heard him do something with the contraption and then he hooked my ankle to it and it rose in the air, leaving me standing on one foot with my pussy spread open. I heard Escort Bayan him go back in the box and then he came back to me and rubbed my ass, then he lifted my ass cheek and rubbed something oily on my asshole, which is something you only do for penetration. I haven’t been fucked in my ass for over two years, so you can imagine how scared I was at that moment.

“What are you doing?”

“Hush slave! I want this ass ready for when I wanna use it later.”

He pushed his finger in my ass in and out a few times, which felt really good, and all I thought that he was gonna do, then he took out his finger and and pushed something else against my asshole, something slicker and wider, and more painful, I knew it had to be a buttplug. It was the kind that starts off small and gets wide at the end, and he didn’t even ease it in, he just pushed it in in one smooth motion, it hurt like hell, but felt good too.

“Uuuuugh oh my god fuck! Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

He pulled it out and pushed it back in a few times before leaving it there. “There, now that wasn’t so bad was it? It was just a little buttplug!”

“Why don’t you let me do that you and you can see for yourself.”

“I don’t think so, I’m in charge here. Now be a good slave and open that pussy for me.”

I heard him walk around in front of me and step out of his pants, then he slapped his dick against my newly shaven pussy a few times then shoved it right into me. I couldn’t help myself but to let out a groan because it felt so good, and he filled me almost perfectly, but I would never tell him that. He grabbed the leg that was in the air and my hip and started fucking me hard, no build-up, so going soft, hard, just how I like it. He was ramming me so hard I could hear his balls were echoing throughout the room. I was in bliss. Usually for me to feel this good during sex its by my own hand with the help of my toys, not a man. He was driving into me hard and fast and keeping the same pace as he did all this. I was struggling trying to stand on one foot and enjoy the fucking I was getting at the same time, but I couldn’t concentrate on both. I could feel his breath on my face and knew he took his mask off, and I was confirmed when he started grunting as he thrust his dick inside me.

“Looks like my slave is enjoying herself. Haven’t had sex this good in a while huh?”

“Don’t f-flatter yourself, ugh, I could do a better job with my t-toys, ugh, oh fuck!”

“I doubt that. I bet you don’t leak this much when you’re fucking yourself.”

He was right. I didn’t leak anywhere near as much as I was now. I could feel it running down my legs as he slammed into me over and over, in fact I started to get the feeling I was getting an orgasm. At the angle he was fucking me my clit was exposed just enough for him to just graze it with his dick as he shoved it into me, and that was enough. Bad date after bad date had built up in me and it was all coming out in what felt like would be a massive orgasm. I gritted my teeth as my body was slowly overcome by an orgasm I’ve waited what seemed like forever to get.

“What are you doing? I didn’t give you permission to cum on me! You better not cum!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah oh my fucking goooooooooooooood!”

Too late. My leg shook and my body convulsed around his dick that was no longer pumping into me, but just sitting there as I came all over it. I’m not a squirter, but I felt like I was at that moment as so much cum ran down my leg I knew there would be a puddle. Finally coming down from my high, I just stood there, in complete euphoria, taking in what felt like the greatest orgasm I’ve had in a while. If the chains hadn’t been holding me up, I’d be a sloppy mess on the floor.

“I didn’t give you permission to cum, slave! That just earned you a new punishment!”

I didn’t care. I felt so good at that point I’d put up with anything he threw at me and call him whatever he wanted just to feel something even remotely close to that again.. I heard him do that laugh he does again and felt what had to be cold leather graze across my pussy. He took it off then it went quiet for a minute, never a good sign, then it hit my pussy head on with a loud SMACK!

“Ooooow! Oh god that fucking hurt!”

“Its supposed to hurt, that’s why its called punishment slave!”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ow! Oh fuck, ow! Ow! Ow! Oooooooooooooooow!”

“Stop talking slave! No I’ll make you stop talking myself.”

I heard him walk behind me again and a few second later he was tying the gag back around my mouth, now I couldn’t see or talk. Once it was on he went back to whipping my pussy.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Mmmmmm owmmm ooo god mmmmm,” was all I could mumble through the gag.

“You gonna be a good little slave now and only cum when I tell you to?”

“MM-hmm, I’gll be a goog slllll.”

“You better be, or I’ll bring this back out. One more just for the hell of it.” SMACK!

I flinched as he hit me again, but was glad it was over. He undid the other chain on my ankle and then walked away. I heard him slide the desk across the room and behind me, then he did something with the contraption again and now I was laying on the desk with my arms still bound. He chained my other foot to the thing so now I was laying on my back on the desk with my arms and legs above me, like I was a roasting pig. He moved the desk forward and now I was suspended in the air supported by my hands and ankles, and then I felt him pull me towards him.

“Remember what I told you, you better not cum until I tell you!”

I nodded my head in agreement and he pushed his dick back into me. I was sensitive before he started fucking me from all the painful stimulation he applied, but after cumming like I just did it felt a whole new kind of good. Have you ever had a powerful orgasm and then keep fucking afterwards? No, you usually stop, well in my case I did, combine that with the fact that good sex just didn’t exist for me and maybe you’ll get how I was feeling. He held on to my thighs as he rocked me back and forward on his dick. Being suspended like that in the air kinda made the whole experience that much better, being weightless as you’re in the air being fucked adds to the force you can be pounded, and he was definitely taking advantage of that. He reached around my legs and grabbed on to my tits, which still had the clamps on them and kneaded them in his hands as he fucked me.

“I will admit you do have some pretty nice tits, for a slave.”

“Mm-hmm mm-hmm, nice bmmmg titss massstr,” I mumbled.

He didn’t let my tits go as he stretched my pussy out with his fat dick every time he shoved it into me. Here I was having the best fuck of my life and I don’t even know who’s doing it. Who is he? He can’t be someone from the club, those broken dick bastards don’t know what the hell they’re doing, but then who else could he be? A random stranger who just happen to snatch me? I couldn’t place his voice, so I would have to resign to the fact I may never know who it is, and just enjoy it while it lasts. As I said that he started picking up speed and rubbing on my clit, it was getting to me fast and I could already feel another orgasm coming, but I didn’t want any more punishment, who knew what he would do this time. He saw my face contort and must have guessed that I was close to another orgasm.

“Remember what I told you slave, you better not come!”

He purposely sped up frigging my clit as he fucked me, testing me to see if I could hold out. It was hard, holding in an orgasm I so badly wanted to let out, while getting slammed over and over. I moaned and tried my best to think of something else, anything else, like all the losers before who couldn’t fuck to save their life, but it always came back around to me being tied up and having the fuck of my life. Whenever he could tell I was close he would fuck me that much harder and flick my clit that much more, almost trying to force it out of me, but it was that right there which helped me fight off the orgasm as much as I wanted to let it happen, I’m stubborn, he wanted it to happen, so I wouldn’t let it.

“That’s Bayan Escort a good slave, now its time to see how that ass feels.”

He slid his dick out of me, to my relief and disappointment, and moved the desk so I was laying on it again. He unhooked my legs one at a time and chained them back to the floor, then worked the machine or whatever it was again so my arms were now free, then he chained my hands to the desk, forcing me to bend over and rest on my elbows, I was leaning over with my ass sticking in the air.

“Now that’s a good look for you. Looks like you won’t be needing this anymore.”

He grabbed the buttplug that was still lodged in my ass and slowly pulled it out, making me groan in the process. I felt his hands on my ass and then his dick as it probed my asshole. He put the head to the entrance, worked it around a little, then pushed it right in.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oommmmgooood!” I moaned into the air.

He slid the rest into my ass slowly, thankfully, since he was bigger than the buttplug, and kept going until he was bottomed out in me. I grabbed the only thing I could, the edge of the desk as he quickly went to work pounding my little asshole for all it was worth. My ass cheeks were clapping off of him as he fucked me, making the same clapping sound his balls made when they slapped against my pussy, but louder, maybe that’s why he wanted me shaved. The last time I had a dick in my ass it was over two years ago, and from what I could remember it wasn’t this big, or felt this good, however ironic that is. I loved the way it filled me up completely every time it slid all the way inside me just before pulling out, I had almost forgotten how great it was.

“Slave loves getting her ass fucked doesn’t she?”

“Mm-hmm, I lovve gettinggg mmmmy assss fukkd maztrr H,” I said through the gag.

“I knew you would, you like getting spanked too, don’t you slave?” SLAP!

He slapped my ass with his hand and I could feel it jiggle from the ricochet. As much abuse as he did with the paddle earlier, his hand didn’t feel like anything, so instead of it hurting like he probably thought it would, it felt good, just as his dick in my ass felt good.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm yes mmaztrr mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned.

He was really doing a number on my ass, fucking it and slapping it, and it felt incredible, I couldn’t get enough. Every time he shoved his dick all the way inside my ass I wanted to scream, to be filled like that is indescribable. I would be his slave whenever he wanted if he could fuck me like this all the time, but I knew I would never find out who he was, and he wasn’t gonna tell me since I was blindfolded and he has a mask on, or did have one, but it didn’t stop me from hoping. Just as he got going fucking me faster he took my hair in his hand and pulled tight on it, causing me to throw my head back. I LOVE my hair pulled when I’m being fucked. Combine that with slapping my ass and fucking it and I have an orgasm waiting to happen. I couldn’t have had better timing because when I said that he went back to working on my clit. I held it off the first time, but I knew I couldn’t do it a second time. My moaning and groaning got louder as I tried to hold off another orgasm he was trying to force onto me.

“Mmm my little slave wants to cum doesn’t she?”

“Mm-hmm, I wanna cumm bad, plesce let mme cuum mmaztrr!”

“Please let me cum, master H.”

“Plesce let mme cuummm mmaztrr H!”

(After a long pause and me moaning in agony) “Ok slave go ahead and cum.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck mmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee! I’mm cummmmmmmmmnnnn!”

I didn’t spare any time as I came hard, maybe harder than the first time. My hands gripped the desk so hard I thought I’d leave dents in it as I came from having a dick in my ass for the first time in years. My legs were shaking, my insides were on fire, pussy juice was running down my legs, I was in my own world. I dropped my head and let my orgasm take over my body as he kept drilling my asshole.

“Slave have a good cum did she? Master’s dick feel good inside that slutty ass?”

I couldn’t respond even if I wanted to, I was too lost in ecstasy. I just let him use me and pound me like the slut he turned me into. When I finally came back from my orgasm I noticed I was getting fucked a lot harder, and H was grunting a lot more. I also noticed my legs weren’t chained anymore, and my arms were tied behind my back. I also still had the blindfold on, but I didn’t have the gag anymore.

“You want my cum slave? You want my cum all over your slutty body?”

“Yes master H I want your cum all over me! Cum all over my fucking body!”

“Get on your knees slave! Get down,” he grunted as he pulled his dick out of my well fucked ass.

I got down on my knees like he said and listened to him grunt for a few seconds, then I felt spurt after hot spurt of cum hit my chest, my tits, then my face. A little of his cum dripped down to my lip and I snaked it in with my tongue, savoring the salty taste produced from a great fuck. It felt so good on my skin and was a welcomed climax to what turned out to be the best sex of my life.

“Look who turned out to be a good slave.”

“I still wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had.” I still had to be a bitch, its kinda in my nature.

“I doubt that, slave. I have half a mind to fuck you all over again, but I have other things to attend to. If I catch you acting like a crazy bitch to anyone you see fit to again I’ll have to bring you back here and discipline you again, and you don’t want that do you?”

I made a face like I didn’t care, but I secretly hoped he would bring me back. I had never been so sexually stimulated or dominated before in my life. I think I found myself a new fetish, seemed like the perfect fit since I liked to be fucked hard and dominated, the pain was a little much, but I could work around that. I heard him walk away from me then he came back in front of me and knelt down.

“Don’t worry, this won’t hurt a bit, just like before.”

I wondered what he was talking about, then I remembered how I got here in the first place. Not a moment later I had another napkin to my face and I was breathing in the same stuff as before, and again just like before, everything went black.

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I slowly came to after being forcefully knocked out for a second time and realized I was sitting in the driver seat of my car. It was parked in my secret spot just like normal, my clothes were back on, albeit a little messed up, but they were on, and my purse with everything in it was there. I looked at my watch and realized over four hours had passed since I left the club to go to my car. I checked my phone and saw ten missed calls from Grace and Rachel. I knew since the club still had about two hours before it closed that they were still in there. I got out, refixed my clothes and my hair, and made my way back into the club where surprise surprise they were still sitting in the same spot drinking.

“You bitch, where the hell were you? We’ve been calling you for hours!” Rachel said over the music.

“I had to make a little run for a while,” I said, but knew there was no chance they’d believe it.

Grace sized me up and sniffed the air around me, opening her mouth wide when she figured out why I had been gone. “You had sex didn’t you? And since you’re not bitchy it was good sex wasn’t it?”

I didn’t say anything, but they took it as a yes. I ordered a drink as they both sighed in relief.

“Its about time, that’s just what you needed girl. Now maybe you can stop being a hard ass to everyone here and give another one of these guys a try,” Rachel said.

I already knew who I wanted to give a try, but I had no idea who he is, or how to find him. Then it hit me, H said if he caught me acting bitchy again he would have to discipline me again, I only acted bitchy when I was in the club, which means that he was here too! I was closer to finding out who it was, or at least closer to getting another amazing fuck, but I had no idea who to look for, or where to look. There was only one way to lure him back out, and I smiled to myself knowing what I had to do.

“I’m fucking done with men in clubs!”

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I meet a guy online and we talked for a couple weeks. When I finally decided to meet him in person he took me to a nice restaurant on the edge of town.
I was so nervous about the whole thing but as soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted him.
A little about me…
My name is Lisa, I’m a transgender woman. I don’t have a lot of experience with guys yet. I mean I have had sex with a couple guys but they usually end up being one nighters. I want to change that. I want love, a relationship that can grow. I stand in at 5’6” tall 131 lbs, I’ve really been working on my body hard for the last couple years. I was a bit of a fat kid growing up. I measure in at 36-24-36 36B cups all natural thanks to the hormones I’ve been taking for the last five and a half years. I’m 24 years old. With sea blue eyes and long brown hair down to my waist. I think I’m a solid 7.5 lol.
Adam is also 24, 6’3” and 198 lbs. He works in a steel manufacturing plant in the city. And as I found out he’s built very well.
Anyway back to what happened…

We meet at the restaurant at 6:30 last Friday. He was already there as planned. I recognized him from the picture he sent me.
As soon as I saw him i felt something. I walked up to him and said, well it’s very nice to finally meet you Adam. He stood and smiled at me. He then pulled my chair out and took my hand and kissed it gently as he said WOW extremely nice to meet you too. Please sit.
I actually blushed. Lol
We made the usual small talk, you know, how was your day? did anything exciting happen? Did you miss me? That sort of thing. He would not stop staring at me. But I liked it at the same time.
We ate dinner and enjoyed a couple glasses of wine. I was feeling just a little tipsy. So Adam offered me a ride home. I said I didn’t want to end our night so soon and asked him if he’d like to go for a walk in a nearby park.
Are you sure you’re up to it? Was his response.
Absolutely I said. The fresh air will help clear my head.
Oh yes of course it will. But what if I don’t want your head to clear up he said.
I just laughed as I got up. What’s? he thinking I thought to myself.
Adam paid the bill as I protested. And we started to walk arm in arm to the park.
What a beautiful evening he said as he looked up at the cloudy night sky. Um it’s pretty cloudy don’t you think I said. Yes it is but the beauty I speak of is you Lisa. I blushed again as I said thank you.
A short while later and we were down by the creek and I shivered ever so slightly. Adam removed his coat and placed it over my shoulders.
Thank you I told him as he looked me in the eyes.
I can see the seven seas in your beautiful eyes he said. I blushed again and smiled to. Your so sweet Adam, thank you.
He leaned in and kissed me tenderly for the first time.
Then turned and we started to walk again.
From out of nowhere it started to rain. Thanks to Adam’s quick thinking, we ran for a shelter a few hundred feet away. When we got inside Adam was soaked and I was just a little wet as I had his coat.
We laughed and I said you need to take that shirt off and let it dry a bit. Escort I pulled the bottom of his shirt out of his trousers and started to unbutton it. I was almost done when I realized what I was doing and Adam allowed me to do it.
Embarrassed I stopped and tried to explain that he would get a cold and I have his jacket and I wasn’t as wet and…
He kissed me again stopping me from rambling on. He placed a hand on each side of my head as he kissed me deeply. My hands came up to his chiseled hairy chest. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest as we broke the kiss.
I turned away from him quickly and said wait.
He put his hands on my waist and kissed the back of my neck.
Please wait… I… I need… to…tell… you…
He kept kissing my neck and nibbled on my right earlobe causing me to arch my neck to the left. His hands were roaming all over my stomach and the lower part of my breasts.
I was losing myself and he knew it. I tried one last time.
Adam please sto…Oh my God that feels so fuckin good I said to myself.
I turned to face him and he kissed me again. This time with much more hunger. More passion. His arms wrapped around me like the wings if an angel, pulling me closer to him. My hands again we’re on his chest as I squeezed his pecks. I slowly worked my hands down to his trousers undoing the top button then his zipper came down. My hands shaking as I reached inside to find my prize for the night.
All the while we were kissing our tongues dueling for power for supremacy. Finley he submitted just a little and my right hand slid into his pants and I felt his manhood for the first time. Stunned by what I was feeling I stopped and looked down to see his cock sticking out the top by at least four full inches.
Kneeling down Infront of him and pulling his pants down at the same time. Suddenly there was a bright flash of lightning and I saw all of him.
OMG it’s so…
Big he said!
Ya that too. It’s so beautiful.
Now I know I’ve sucked a few dicks in my short life but this thing was beyond huge. I didn’t stand a chance and I for one knew it.
Adam sensed my hesitation and said it’s okay sweetheart, I know it’s big but can you try?
I leaned in and kissed the huge mushrooms head as I held his shaft. Then starting at his balls and licking my way to the head. It had to be a good foot long and as big around as my arm. Adam moaned in delight. I did this over and over again until he started to run like a river with precum. I held his monster up and sucked his balls, licking and lathering him up nicely. Then I came up to the head and licked his nectar from the tip.
Fuck he tastes so fuckin good!!
I pumped and licked every time some precum came out.
I didn’t even realize I had the head in my mouth and was trying to get more in when he said I’m gonna cum. Then exploded in my mouth. My lips locked down just behind his cock head and I kept swallowing.
When I couldn’t get anymore out of him I let him slip from my mouth.
Adam was breathing very hard as he said, wow…That was… Truly… amazing.
Thank you but you are the amazing one with this gargantuan. Escort Bayan As I shook it in my hand, feeling the weight of it. It must have been a good five pounds of cock.
You know what will happen if you keep doing that.
I smiled up at him and said I know. Round two?
He got a devilish grin and said, here? You want it here?
Smiling at him a quickly striped down to my undies and ran out in the rain.
Adam followed suit and chased me outside but he couldn’t see me.
I thought this was funny and started to giggle.
He heard me and started to walk in my direction.
I just stood there and watched his meat swing between his muscular legs as he walked up to me in the light rain.
We stood facing each other motionless. Just staring at each other.
You are a wish come true he said.
Be careful what you wish for I said.
He reached for the clasp in the front of my bra and undid it then gently pushed the fabric aside revealing my breasts.
I stood motionless as he fondled my tits. His warm hands caressing my womanhood.
I kissed him hard as he played with my tits. He slowly rubbed his hands down to my panties.
I broke our kiss and spun away from him startling him.
What’s wrong Lisa? He enquired.
I can’t take than in my, you know, my…
Your pussy he asked.
Your really big Adam. I…I’m scared.
I don’t want to hurt you Lisa. It’s okay. Really it’s ok.
I want you Adam. I want you inside me. Just not there. I turned to him and asked will you, I mean would you like to, you know, anal? I mean if you don’t want to, I unders..
Adam kissed me shutting me up.
Breaking our kiss he said I’ll be gentle.
We slipped down to the wet grass and continued to make out. I spun around on my hands and knees. Adam got down behind me and pulled my panties down just enough to expose my ass. He started by kissing my ass cheeks, then he spit on my hole and stick his finger in and twisted it. I moaned slightly as he worked a second one in. Twisting, fucking with his fingers. I cooed and moaned a bit more.
He then pulled them out and stuck his tongue in my ass. He probed my ass hard, then stuck three fingers in as far as he could. I thought he was going to rip me apart. I was in heaven. He then squeezed a fourth in and tried to make a fist. I screeched in pain.
Just a little more my sweet Lisa he said.
He held his hand there for a bit.
Are you ready Lisa?
Then without waiting for an answer he slipped his thumb in and he had his fist in my ass. He held it there for a long while.
What felt like five minutes later he slowly started to fist fuck my boi pussy.
Fuck did I like this. Adam was really good with his hands or fists. I felt so full. When Adam was sure he would fit he pulled his fist out and got up on his knees he lifted his dick up and rested it on my backside. He rubbed it against my ass with really long strokes.
He then spread my legs apart as wide as they could go.
He eased his meat into my wide open waiting ass and inch at a time until no more would go.
I was panting like I was in heat or something. My little she dick was Bayan Escort as hard as a rock. It felt like it was going to split in two, that’s how hard I was. I reached down and stroked my cock a few times as Adam held still allowing my boi pussy to get used to his girth.
He saw that I was doing and reached around to help finger what he thought was my pussy.
He froze when he got a hold of my small penis. I held my breath for a moment and asked, are you okay Adam? He didn’t answer right away which scared me.
Adam, Are you okay with this?
Um ya, I’m ah okay. Your a guy he asked.
No, I’m a transgender woman.
Oh, I see.
It’s okay Adam. If you don’t want to I mean that’s fine.
His dick was getting harder in my boi pussy as was talked about it.
You’re the first woman I mean person…
I am a woman Adam!!!
Ya that’s what I meant.
You’re the first woman to take all my cock so ya I’m okay with this.
That’s when I realized he was balls deep in me. I reached under and grabbed him by the balls and gently squeezed. He pulled out a bit and then pushed back in.
Oh god you are so big. Please fuck me baby. Fuck me now.
He pulled almost all the way out and then slipped back in again.
His cock was hard and felt like velvet at the same time.
I was assgasiming, keeping him wet. He was leaking precum as well.
I have to admit, I felt only pleasure, no pain at all.
Adam started to fuck me with really long strokes. His cock was bottoming out every time he pushed in but I didn’t care. Oh god fuck me please don’t stop, don’t ever stop, just like that, I had to put both hands on the grass to steady myself as Adam fucked me right there in the park. My chest was heaving hard. I couldn’t catch my breath.
Adam stood over my boi pussy and with long deep strokes tried to fuck the demons out of me. I was screaming at the top of my lungs for him to go faster, harder and deeper. We were both breathing heavily, almost hyperventilating.
I was lost somewhere and zoned out at one point. He just kept pounding me with everything he had. He finally stopped long enough to lay me on my back and put my legs up on his shoulders. He slipped his glistening lightning rod back in and pounded some more. This time he stroked my little she cock.
He fucked me so hard my 36B cup tits were slapping my face. I had to grab my tits and as I did I squeezed them hard increasing my pleasure that much more.
I zoned out again as I was I sensory overload. I was tingling all over my body from my toes to my nose. I stared up into the clearing sky and swear I could see heaven itself.
Adam finally grunted and filled me with his seed. Then collapsed beside me with his member still inside me.
I came back to my senses and looked down my body and realized I’d cumed buckets all over myself. I lifted my extremely tired right hand to scoop some cum off my stomach so I could eat it but I was simply to exhausted to do it.
Adam got up and put his head on my stomach sucking up a mouth full of my cum. Then crawling up to my face he kissed me as we shared my juice. It was probably the sexiest thing someone has ever done for me.
A while later we retrieved our clothes and walked back to our cars. Adam had to help me as I was so Shaky. But we kissed and made plans to go out again next weekend.

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Brian’s Power- Chapter Two

Thanks for all the support!  I did want to point out that Gillian is only the leader of the Black Ogres, he’s still a human, sorry for the misconception.  Oh and while I’m at it, the Black Ogres is just the name of a group, so no one’s an ogre.  This is the second part of my Brian’s Power Chapters, and in this chapter, Brian returns to his real home.  He meets his mother, and gets a taste of what being royalty is like.  No sex, and possibly no sex until he is done with his training.  Okay!  Enough with the introduction!  The tale of Brian continues…

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I looked at Thet.
“Go.  You belong with him.”  He said.
I turned towards Gillian.  His long, shoulder length  raven hair, pale skin, and blue eyes looked trustworthy enough.
“Okay.”  I said, with a bit concern.
“Good.  We leave at once.”  Gillian said as he started towards the caravan.
“Oh.  I forgot this.”  He said as he tossed me a ring.  I caught it, and asked,
“What’s this?”
“Your family ring.  The red in the center indicates your royalty.”
“But your not the king.  Are you?”  I asked.
“Look.  When we get back, you will be treated like royalty, because I am, and so is your mother.  Being the leaders of a bandit organization has its perks.”  Gillian stated.

“Well, when your a king someday, don’t forget about me.  Visit sometimes.”  Said Thet with a grin.
“I love you.”  I said as I hugged him.
“We’re leaving now.  Hurry up.”  Said a bandit.
I walked to the caravan as I Escort put the ring on my index finger.

The drive was long, with multiple attacks by random groups of bandits.  It may be confusing sometimes, but there are multiple groups of bandits.  You can always tell who’s on who’s side however, because the different groups have logos.  My father, Gillian’s logo was a circle Isolde of a square.  Every bandit wore his group’s logo, and no one dared to spit on his group’s name by wearing another group’s logo.

We arrived at a valley that seemed peaceful enough.  In the distance was a castle, with guards in the front.   We were let in after a quick bow by the guards.  I sat in the front with my father, with only the driver and horses in front of us.  He told me about some of the things I could do with my powers, once I completed the training.  I could influence peoples decisions, control peoples bodies (one of the hardest), levitate, speak languages I never took lessons in, and a lot more.  Once the caravan was unpacked and parked, Gillian took me through the inside gates.  Again we were bowed too, but this time, a guard yelled “The prince has returned!  Well met!”

“First you must meet your mother.  She was but a peasant before I met her, and she is purely good.”  My father said.  In front of us stood two doors, that were red with gold designs flowing everywhere on it.  Gillian grabbed one of the door handles and pulled.  Inside where three thrones, the one in the middle the biggest.
“The throne on the Escort Bayan left is yours.  The throne in the middle is mine, and the throne on the right is your mother’s.”  Gillian said.

“So where’s mom?”  I asked.
“I…  Don’t know.  She was here when I left a few months ago.  Let us check the garden.  She loves to spend time there.”  He said.
We walked out of the throne room, and through some corridors.  Once outside, my father yelled,
“You!  Servant!  Where is my wife?”
“Out in the meadows, my lord.”  He replied nervously.
“Good.  Return to your duty.”  Gillian replied as he walked away.

It was difficult to keep up with his long strides, what with him being so tall.  I wondered if I would ever be that tall.  I’m five seven, so maybe.  When I eventually caught up with him,  I decided to ask about my powers.
“So uh…  Dad?”  I asked.
“You want to know about your powers, don’t you?”  He asked.  Freaking mind reader.
“Yeah.  So when-“
“You start training in the morning.  Be prepared, long years of physical and mental training will await you.”  He said.
“But don’t worry, it will all pay off, once you see what you are able to do.”

We exited the tall gates, as soldiers bowed.  After that, we walked along a large lake, with trees and flowers around us.  I never thought the leader of a bandit group would live in a place so…  Beautiful.  Father walked up to a tree and grabbed an apple.
“Here.”  He said as he through it to me.
“It has been a while since you’ve Bayan Escort eaten, and if your to unlock all your abilities, you need your nutrients.”
That was the first father-like thing to say to me I have ever heard him say.
“Thanks…  Dad.”  I responded.  After I called him “dad” he gave me a look, one that said “I have waited so long to hear that”.  It made me think that he wasn’t all evil.

Across the valley I saw a woman picking flowers.  She continued to put flower after flower into her basket until father yelled “Janet!”
The woman looked at us, and dropped her basket.  She started to run to us, but father decided to try something else.  He started to levitate, and hovered about an inch over the water.  He reached “Janet” picked her up,and held her in a loving embrace.  Again reminding me he wasn’t all evil.  It was at this point I realized she must be my mother.  I ran to her, and we all hugged for sometime.  She had tears in her eyes.
“I missed you so much!  There was a point where I thought I’d never see you again, but it looks like your father made sure that wouldn’t happen!”  She cried.  I finally felt whole.  I knew who my actual parents where now.  I finally knew who I was.  Whether I turned out good, or evil, I’d always have my family in my life.

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So that’s part two.  I will try and have a new Brian’s Power story out every other day, posted in short parts.  That way, you won’t be kept waiting.  I have so many ideas for this series, so after Brian’s training, there won’t be a single boring moment.  Pinky promise 🙂
Check back on Saturday or Sunday (8/4/2012 or 8/5/2012) for the next chapter of Brian’s legacy.

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My name is Kevin. I’ve known Angelique for almost 30 years, first meeting her at work. I was newly married, Angelique was a new-hire. We worked in different departments, and didn’t know each other that well. She met my wife, Lynn, and they became close friends.

Angelique got married to Doug, and my wife and I became good friends with them. They had two boys. As I got to know Angelique more, I liked her increasingly, becoming both a close friend, and sexually attracted to her.

Angelique is a “girl next door”. Kind of like comparing, on Gilligan’s Island, Mary Ann to Ginger. Ginger was the siren, the sex symbol. Mary Ann was beautiful, but in a wholesome, conservative way. I always found Mary Ann to be the more attractive of the two.

Angelique is blonde, blue eyes, about a C cup. Very, very cute. Very, very kind. Very, very loving and caring.

Angelique goes by “Angel” – “a lot less cumbersome than Angelique”, according to her. I found myself falling in love with her, even though I loved my wife. I never made any advances toward her, hid my feelings, but cherished the friendship we built.

My wife, Lynn, was never in the best of health. Around 2006, Lynn was rushed to the hospital, weak. We found out her kidneys were failing.

Lynn managed kidney disease, with diet and medication, for ten years. In that time, she was evaluated for a transplant, but her health wouldn’t allow for it. In late 2016, the nephrologist told her she would need dialysis. In early 2017, she began dialysis. We learned that, in her condition, dialysis would work for no more than two years.

She didn’t have that much time. In July 2018, just a week past our 28th anniversary, Lynn died. I was devastated. We’d never had children, as her health didn’t allow. Our friendship seemed to evaporate, as our friends became less interested in socializing with us because Lynn’s disease made her too weak to go out. So, Angel and Doug were two of the very few close friends I had.

They were very good to me. They consoled me, remained close friends, and helped me to… accept, for lack of a better term, what had happened.

Tragedy struck in May 2019. Doug was on a business trip in Brazil, taking a helicopter from Brasilia to a smaller town, when the helicopter crashed, killing Dog. Angel was devastated.

Angel has a large network of friends, and those friends helped her immensely. She and I, though, had grown very close over the years, and she turned to me more and more for support. I also became the father figure for her two boys, now in High School and Middle School.

July came, and the first anniversary of Lynn’s death arrived. Just two months after Doug was lost, Angel was still in mourning, but she came to me, supporting me, and comforting me. I comforted her. If anything positive came out of our loosing Lynn and Doug, it was our becoming very close to each other.

We spend more and more time together, with each other, and with the boys. In the Autumn Escort the four of us went to New England for leaf change, and the four of us bonded. We were, in my mind, becoming a family.

We spent Thanksgiving together, very much as a family. Christmas was just around the corner, and it would be Angel’s first Christmas without Doug, my second without Lynn. I knew how painful this would be for Angel, having gone through it a year earlier.

Doug had a life insurance policy through his firm (he was in commercial real estate), and another insurance policy he took out. They were financially very secure, and with the insurance policies, and his investments, Angel didn’t have to work, which was a double edge sword. She had time to dedicate to her boys, but too much free time to think about what she’d lost.

I worked for a city government, and made substantially less than had Doug. Lynn’s health had put us in dire financial straits. My credit was gone, had no credit cards, and barely made it month to month. I sold the house after Lynn’s death, and lived in a small apartment.

About a week before Christmas, Angel and I were at local coffee shop, sharing coffee and conversation.

“Kevin, you’ve been a very good friend. You’ve helped so much since Doug died”.

“Angel, so have you. You, Doug and the boys, saved me. I was very depressed when Lynn died, and you literally saved my life”.

“Saved your life? What are you saying?”

“I was close to suicide”.

Angel gave me a big hug, and held me. I held her.

“Kevin, I can’t imagine losing you. You’ve become so important to me. And to the boys. They consider you their father now”.

“I know. I never thought I’d have children.”

Angel smiled. “I didn’t think I’d look forward to Christmas this year, but with you in my life, I’m actually excited about it. I do miss Doug, but you’ve joined my family. We are all family”.

I began to cry. Angel embraced me again.

“I love you, Kevin”

“I love you, Angel”.

We sat and talked about an hour more, before Angel went home to be with her boys. I went home, and considered how my life had changed in the past year. Sad over loosing Lynn, yes, but excited about the new possibilities available to me with Angel, and her boys.

The weekend arrived. I got a call from Angel.

“Hi, Kevin. The boys were just picked up by Doug’s parents. They’re going to spend the weekend with them. I thought we could spend the weekend together”.

“Great!” I exclaimed.

“I’ll pick you up Saturday morning. Early. And pack a bag. You’re not spending the weekend alone in that apartment”.

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise”.

Saturday came, and Angelique picked me up in her Mercedes. A lot more comfortable than my 12 year old clunker.

“This weekend is my treat. You’re money’s no good.”

“What money?”. We both laughed.

She drove to the airport. We boarded a plane for New York City. A couple Escort Bayan hours later, we took a cab from LaGuardia to Manhattan, to the Plaza hotel. It wasn’t check in time, so the desk held our bags.

“You don’t spare any expenses”.

“We are worth it. We are going to have a fabulous time.

We took a cab to Union Square, then walked to Gotham Bar & Grill for lunch. We enjoyed lunch, then enjoyed walking to Washington Square park. This was my first visit to New York, Angel’s fourth, so she knew the city pretty well. Angel impressed me by taking me, via subway, north to Times Square. We did some shopping.

That night we went to see Phantom of the Opera at the Gershwin theater. We had a late dinner at Le Bernadin.

We returned to the hotel. At the desk, Angel handled the rooms.

Make that room.

“Angel, one room?”

“Yes, Kevin. One room. It is Christmas time in New York. What could be more romantic?”

I was flabbergasted.

We went up to the room. It was a huge suite, overlooking Central Park. Champagne and Strawberries awaited us.

“Now I defer to you. Champagne, please.”

I poured two glasses of Champagne, and toasted – us.

We sat on the sofa together.

“I had a wonderful day”, Angel said, with a smile, as she sprawled on the sofa.

“So did I. What a magnificent city”.

“You haven’t seen anything yet. We have only tomorrow, but I will show you the highlights. We will come back”.

“One room. This was a surprise”.

“Kevin, I love you. I want to be with you. Call this seduction, call this what you want, but I want to be with you. You’ve been terrific for the boys. They love you. We are a family.”

It hit me. Yes, were a family. I’d loved Angel for years.

“Do you love me, in….”

“As a lover. Yes, very much. You’ve been in love with me for years.”

I was stunned. “You knew?”

“I’ve known for years. I’ve known you’ve loved me for a very long time. And, you were a gentleman. And, you were faithful to Lynn. That means a lot. You never made a move on me. You treated me as a good friend. Many men would just cheat on their wife. You didn’t. You stayed by her side, through her terrible disease. You sacrificed. You loved her. That is extremely sexy.”

“Now, we are together. And it is OK for you to show me how you love me. And, for me to show you how I love you”.

With that, Lynn put her wine flute down, and took my hand.

“Let’s go to bed”.

She led me to the bedroom. Lynn began to undress. I undressed. For the first time, I saw Lynn’s beautiful body.

Lynn smiled. “It’s time”.

We got into bed. We embraced, and kissed. We caressed each other. We took our time. I was lustful for her, but didn’t want to cheapen the moment. I wanted it to be beautiful.

We didn’t have sex that night. Our naked bodies were next to each other, warming each other, exciting us, but we embraced. We made love, without having Bayan Escort sex. We became one.

The next morning, we ordered room service.

“I don’t want to waste the day”, I said.

Angel; “We might not see that much of New York this trip. I want us to become one. I want us to become closer. I want to join with you.” Our flight back home was Monday morning.

After breakfast, we showered together.

We took a cab to the World Trade Center site. It was sobering.

After that, we went to Rockefeller center for lunch. After lunch, we went to the observation deck.

“This is a lot easier than Empire State.”, Angel stated. “Everyone goes there. From here, we can see Empire State, Chrysler and the new World Trade Center tower.”

It was mid-afternoon.

“Let’s go back to the hotel”.

We arrived. Angel began to undress as soon as the door to the room closed. I followed.

She led me to the bedroom.

In bed, we kissed and embraced. Angel pushed back the covers, and sat up.

She took my cock and balls in her hands and began to massage me. I became very aroused.

When I got hard, Angel mounted me. She did the hard work, and rode me hard. She was sweating, moaning. I took her breasts in my mouth, sucking her nipples on one breast, caressing the other.

Angel climaxed hard. I did not. I held back so she could enjoy herself.

“You didn’t cum?”

“I wanted you to cum, and enjoy yourself”.

“I love you”, she said.

She laid down, we embraced, kissed, and held each other.

An hour passed. We were getting hungry. We showered, dressed, and went to dinner. Angel had made reservations at La Grenouille, a long time New York favorite for French Food.

After dinner, we took a horse-drawn carriage ride through Central Park. It was cold, so we huddled close together, kissing.

We went back to the hotel. Back in the room, we went to the bedroom.

“Undress. I’m going to take care of you”.

I complied. Angel undressed. She instructed me to lay back on the bed.

Angel took my cock in her hands, and began to massage me. I immediately became erect.

Angel then took her cock in her mouth, and began to eat me. She deep throated me, bringing me close to climax.

Angel then laid next to me. “Make love to me”.

I mounted her. I began thrusting my engorged cock into her wet, pink pussy. I could feel her constricting around me. It was exquisite.

I climaxed, filling her with my semen. Angel smiled, and kissed me.

We slept, naked, embracing each other. The next morning, we shared a bubble bath. Angel pushed me back to lay down in the tub. She took my manhood in her hands, and began to massage me. I became extremely aroused. I sat up to suck her breasts. She pushed me back once again.

“I want you to cum”.

She continued massaging me. Then, I felt Angel put her finger in my anus. She found my prostate, and stimulated it, while jacking me off with her other hand. I came – hard.

We kissed passionately for what seemed forever. Afterwards, Angel dressed me.

We flew home to begin our new life together.

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I’m reposting, I missed the major theme. Sorry, first story, I’ll get better…I promise.

“Good evening young ladies,” I greeted the two of them as I came in the front door. My twelve-year-old daughter Martha and her best buddy Jamie James. Jamie was staying the night; her mother had a date and expected to be coming in late. That was fine with me, I liked Jamie, she and Marti had been friends since first grade; she was a good kid.

“Hi Daddy,” from Marti.

“Hello Hank,” from Jamie.

Yes the adults, the kids, the garbage men, heck everybody called me Hank.

“Hey have you started anything for dinner yet,” I asked.

“Oh gosh, sorry Daddy, no, I’ll start now,” Marti said.

“How about we just do pizza’s instead?” I offered.

In unison I got a, “Way cool.”

“Just let me relax for a few, have a beer and sort the mail and I’ll call it in; decide what you girls want, pepperoni, sausage, what?”

I popped the top on a beer and sat down at the kitchen table to go through the mail.

Junk mail, junk mail, the electric bill, more junk and a manila envelope with a return address for the county school board; what’s this I wondered as I opened it.

I’d never seen one before; it was a caution about Marti’s absences and tardies for the semester. It showed she’d been tardy three times and absent twice. Anything exceeding three absences in a semester could result in a suspension of three days.

There was a calendar hanging on the wall, I took it down and checked the dates that she’d missed school, it didn’t make sense, I was certain she hadn’t been ill on either of those dates. I considered it, evidentially the only valid explanation was that she’d cut school.

Marti was a sweet kid, loving and obedient, I’d had very little trouble raising her and I had raised her, her mother passed away when Marti was two so for the last ten years it had been just us.

Twelve, a tough age, a transitional age; Marti belonged to a group, herself, Jamie, Tina and Tammy. Jamie could pass easily for fifteen, she’d developed breasts at an early age, her hips flared and she had a tight high bottom. Marti and Tammy looked like what they were, twelve year olds, both were starting to show the bodily changes of womanhood, breasts, figure and the like and then there was Tina, she still looked to be about nine, bodies and minds changing, hormones flooding, menstruation beginning, maybe the very most traumatic year in a young lady’s life. There had been a hint of rebelliousness recently; I’d attributed it to the coming of teenagerhood and the bad influence of television but by in large I’d let it slide. Now I was concerned, a little sassiness was one thing skipping school was another. She and I needed to talk: right now.

I got up and started for the staircase, the conversation would be private, in my room.

“Martha come upstairs please,” I told her as I ascended.

She looked at Jamie, “Oops, something’s up and it’s not good, not if I’m Martha,” she hurried to follow.

I was already seated on the side of the bed when she got to my room, “What do you need Daddy?” She asked.

“An explanation,” I answered.

“What, what?”

“Martha, I’d watch the mouth if I were you, I think you’re in trouble here. I received a letter from school, they say you were tardy three times and absent twice; what’s this all about.”

“Oh Daddy.”

“No Oh Daddy, explain.”

“I don’t remember, I can’t remember what happens every day, you know.”

“Martha you’re skating on real thin ice. No, I don’t, “you know,” what I do know is that I don’t think you’re being truthful with me.”

My patience was getting frayed, she was trying to avoid and evade and I wanted an answer. Over the past ten years she’d spent more that a little time over my lap with a bare bottom. She’d been there for thermometers, enemas and the occasional spanking and she was getting real close to some quality lap time right now, one more sassy answer was about all I’d abide.

“Martha, I told you, I want an answer, did you cut school?”

“I told you, I don’t remember what I did every day.”

I grabbed her hand and jerked her over my lap. She was wearing a pair of yellow shorts; my hand beat a tattoo on them. Ten solid whacks, she was bawling when I stood her up in front of me.

“Have I helped your memory,” I asked her.

“No,” rebellious smart mouth.

I unfastened, unzipped and tugged her shorts off. She was wearing “Big Girl” panties, white, lace trimmed cut high at the legs and low at the waist; skimpy. Twelve that transitional age now reflected in her underwear; she had “Little Girl” cotton panties, too. Just like the girl herself, sometimes so grown up, other times still a child. I pulled her back over my lap.

No delay, no hesitation, hard and fast she got ten more swats. I stood her up again.

She was having a difficult time catching her breath between sobs. I let her calm down.

“You know what comes next, you ready to talk to me now?”

She wailed at me, “You shouldn’t spank me, I’m your “Little Wife” aren’t I, I take care of you.”

It was something I’d called her since she was nine and began to really help around the house. My “Little Wife” did the laundry, my “Little Wife” prepared most of the meals, she was a big help to me and my “Little Wife” could nag with the best of them but that wasn’t an out for what she’d done.

“Yes you’re my “Little Wife” but you’re about to become a very sore “Little Wife” if you don’t talk to me. By the way, my “Big Wife,” I warmed her britches a few times.”

Her eyes got big, “You spanked Mommy?”

“More than once; now do you want to talk?”

She was quiet.

I pulled her panties off, she was back over my lap and in just a moment she was beyond blubbering, only mewling sounds came from her and, “Daddy please, no more.”

After ten strokes I paused. She was draped over my thighs but the sassiness was missing.

“Please Daddy no more.”

“Baby you’re going to get ten more, the question now is how hard they are, talk to me, I’ll go easy.”

She talked. There was a group of them, Marti, Jamie, friends Tammy and Tina and their honorary member Jimmy James, Jamie’s twin brother. The first time they’d been mall rats, the second they had spent the day at Jamie’s listening to music and playing video games; her mother was at work.

I let Marti lie over me until she’d recovered a bit then helped her stand.

“Why don’t get your PJ’s on and lie down for a while. I’ll get us some dinner when you’re feeling a little better.”

“Okay and Daddy I’m sorry.”

“I know you are Sweetheart, I’m sure it won’t happen again.”

Then she sighed, “Oh Daddy Jamie is spending the night, I forgot; I can’t face her, I just can’t.”

“What do you mean; you can’t face her?”

“Daddy I’m twelve, I’m suppose to be a big girl, this will totally embarrass me, humiliate me if she knows I got a bare bottomed spanking like I was a bad little girl.”

“Sweetheart you go and get in bed, let me talk to Jamie, okay?”

She climbed off my lap, bent and picked up her shorts and panties and went to her room. My eyes had been drawn to her butt when she bent over, cute I thought, especially if you liked bottoms the color of a tomato. She was crimson; she’d be sleeping on her tummy.

I gave it a few minutes then went downstairs; Jamie was still sitting on the sofa but it was evident she wasn’t watching the TV anymore.

We simply looked at each other for several minutes before Jamie asked, “Where’s Marti?”

“She’s in bed,” I answered.

“Am I still staying the night?” She asked.

“Of course, why wouldn’t you be?” I inquired.

“I don’t know Hank, I thought I heard her crying, I thought something might be the matter.”

“She was crying Jamie, I’m afraid I had to spank her for something she’d done and then she tried to avoid telling me the truth. Jamie I think she was trying to protect her friends, don’t you?”

“I’m not sure what you mean Hank,” she evaded my statement.

“Oh I’m sure you do know, Marti eventually told me what had happened, Marne (Jamie’s mother) will have gotten the same letter I got, you may have a bit of trouble at home yourself.”

“She won’t even read it Hank, she doesn’t care.”

Unfortunately I knew what Jamie was saying was probably true, I knew Marne pretty well. In fact we’d gone out a few times several years ago and had even been to bed together. She was older than anyone else in out social circle, fifty while the rest of the parents were in their thirties, Jamie and Jimmy had an adult brother and sister, but the twins had been an oops, their father had left when Marne got pregnant; now she was afraid of a life with no one to share it. She had a boyfriend and she had hope.

“Don’t be too hard on her, I know it’s been tough for her,” I said.

“Hank I love her and I do know what she’s been through but it’s not just that, I’m having some major problems with Arnie (Marne’s boyfriend), every time her head is turned his hands are all over me.”

“Have you talked to Marne?”

“Hank, I’ve tried; she doesn’t believe me, said I’m a liar and I’m just trying to steal her man. I’m afraid if he ever gets me alone he’ll rape me.”

“I realize that he wouldn’t be able to defend you against a grown man but just his presence would probably stop anything from happening, have you talked with Jimmy?”

“I’m scared to, I know Jimmy would like to, you know, he’d like to do me too and that scares me, see, I thought about saying yes to him. I don’t know, just to get it over with but I can’t do that because of the pledge.”

“The pledge?”

“Yeah, me, Marti, Tina and Tammy, the pledge. We pledged to each other to remain virgins ‘til we found our man for life.”

“Sounds like a tough job to me, I mean how can you go shopping if you can’t try it on?”

“I don’t know Hank, I just don’t know.”

“Jamie there are ways to give and get sexual satisfaction without intercourse, you know that right?”

A very hesitant, “Well yeah.”

She was so embarrassed she turned a shade of scarlet I’d never seen on a human, “But they always want more, don’t they?”

I didn’t fully understand what she was telling me, “What happened Jamie?” I asked.

“I tried to get rid of Arnie, I took him in my mouth, you know, after he came he told me he wouldn’t be happy ‘til he had his cock in me.”

“Well maybe there’s a way, but I do think it would be a good idea to keep someone around you while Arnie’s around, Jimmy, Marti or another friend, even Marne.”

“Thanks Hank.”

“Come on, let’s go up stairs, you can get your pajamas on and come see me, then when Marti’s feels up to it we’ll get those pizzas.”

In Marti’s room Jamie changed into a pair of cotton pajamas, pants and button up top then went and sat with Marti.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

“He knows about us cutting school, he spanked Escort me for that and some other things; and my bottom’s on fire.”

“He wants to see me in his room Marti, do you think he’ll spank me, too?” She lowered the seat of Marti’s PJ’s and took in the damage, “God I hope not.”

“No I doubt it but go ahead and get it over with.”

I was in my room waiting and thinking. Strange I thought, I’d never thought of Marti and her little friends as sexual beings, I’d known them all from the age of six or earlier, now I couldn’t think of Jamie in any other way. The most physically developed of the friends, I could understand Arnie’s desire.

When she came to my room I had her sit beside me on the bed and asked her about her participation in the school cutting incident.

She confessed, reiterating what Marti had told me.

I told her that I thought she needed a little spanking for her part and advised her she was shortly going to receive it, then I asked several probing questions about the Arnie problem before asking if she’d be interested in learning how a girl could remain a virgin while giving and receiving sexual pleasure.

She did want to hear about that.

Give me a minute I said to her. I went to the bathroom and carried the tube back with me.

“Okay, time for that spanking. I’m only going to give you five but they need to be on the bare. Please take your pajama bottoms off and lie across my lap.”

Jamie was trembling a bit but she did it.

“Ready,” I asked.

“Un hunh,” she mumbled.

Five quick and firm cracks on her cute bottom followed.

She had some tears in her eyes as I lifted her from my lap and laid her on the bed.

“Ready for the rest?”

She nodded yes and I took her with my mouth.

Virginal, light coral color not yet stained by age, scent mild, feminine and taste, pure and clean, I laved her labia. She squirmed under my oral attention trying to get away; I gripped her hips, held her down and settled on her clitoris. It was small but swelling, her body was betraying her. Her mind might cry for escape, her body wanted attention, I sucked on her little love button then teased it, flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue, enflaming her, bringing her toward her first full-fledged orgasm.

I stayed on her, sucking and licking until she began to buck under my lavish attention, her hips pounded my lips as I enjoyed her succulence, her flavor, her taste.

Young woman, nothing better, her orgasm was nearly cataclysmic, I nearly lost her, she almost bounced off the bed before I could get her under control. I continued until she begged me to stop, the intensity was more than she could endure.

I just rubbed her tummy and abdomen as she calmed.

“Was that good, did you like it?” I asked.

“Hank I thought I’d died, I knew I’d gone to heaven,” she smiled at me.

“See, I told you that good things can happen while you can stay a virgin.”

“Oh Hank, it was wonderful for me but what about a guy that wants to be in me like Arnie?”

“Are you ready to learn?” I asked.

“I guess so, yeah, I’m ready,” she replied.

I was already between her legs from the oral, I lifted her, slipped a pillow under her bottom elevating her then draped her legs over my thighs, I wanted her on her back, I wanted to see her face when I penetrated her.

I had laid the tube of KY Jelly on the bed beside me; I retrieved it, flipped the cap open and squeezed some onto my fingers.

For ease of application I lifted her legs displaying her anus. It was a tight pink ring; I lubricated it pressing some of the gel into her.

Not giving her much of an opportunity to object I moved up against her, guided my cock to her entrance and pressed into her. Her tight little muscles grudgingly made way, she moaned as I filled her.

Her face was a mask of pained concentration as I moved into her, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Hank, I hurt,” she moaned.

“You’re becoming a woman now Jamie, and for a woman it’s always pleasure mixed with a bit of plain. Think about it, nature’s compromise, a human female has a clitoris, the only organ in the animal kingdom that’s only function is to give pleasure, but the enjoyment of that pleasure can lead to the pain of childbirth.”

“Right now it just hurts Hank,” she groaned.

“Jamie I’m going to fill you with cum, a man’s cum, initiate you and make you a woman. Are you ready to be a woman?”

She was incredibly tight, her sphincter was grasping at my invading cock as I started pumping her, tears came to her eyes but she didn’t cry out.

I reached forward and massaged her breasts as I continued thrusting into her hot depths, her eyes flew open, I knew her rectum was full, she was cramping, feeling an overwhelming desire for the bathroom.

“It’s me Jamie, it’s my cock filling you up, relax.”

“Hank it feels like I have to go, I feel so full.”

I was getting there, I asked, “Are you ready, ready to get a man’s sperm in your body for the first time?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

I lifted her legs and brought her hands to the back of her knees, “Hold yourself open,” I told her.

She was totally exposed, I thrust into her to the max eliciting a moaning wail as I pumped my cum into her, filling her bowel, filling her belly, I stopped pumping letting her contracting anus squeeze the last drops from me and into her.

I leaned forward, kissed her and said, “See how easy it is to satisfy a man and still remain a virgin. Come over Tuesday evening for our next lesson.”

Mournfully she said,” Harry.”

“Tuesday, 7:00 p.m., here, okay?”

“Okay Harry.”

“And bring a fresh pair of panties with you, I’m going to leak out of you overnight, you’ll be a gooey mess.”

She leaned over, gave me a little kiss and got up. She pulled her panties up and stepped into her pajama bottoms. Her pain was obvious; she was bent and holding her abdomen when she limped out of the room.

Marti was lightly dozing, Jamie slowly, painfully crawled in beside her, she was lightly and quietly sobbing. The pain in her bowels, her lower abdomen an ache, in her anus she felt burning, she just wanted to curl up and silently cry and she had to come back Tuesday, she’d come and he would do it again but she would come.

Her light sobs must have awakened Marti, the mewling pain of her friend registered with her, she turned, hugged Jamie and held her in her arms.

“He hurt you didn’t he?” Marti asked.

“Yesssss,” almost a wail.

“Let me see, maybe some lotion would help, it does for me.”

“Oh Marti, he didn’t spank me, or at least not much, he sodomized me.”

“Sodomized?” It not quite registering.

“Sodomized; fucked my ass, you know?”

“Daddy fucked you in the ass? What are you going to do about it?”

“Come back on Tuesday for more.”

“Yes baby I am. He hurt me, he made me cry but he made me feel so good too, he did oral sex on me and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Even when he was in me, hurting me he made me cramp way up inside, it ached but a nice ache, I want that again.”

Jamie was exhausted, being sodomized had taken the starch out of her, she fell asleep in minutes in Marti’s arms.

A further hour into the night, Marti got up. Jamie was down for the count, she wouldn’t wake ‘til morning, down the dark hall Marti crept.

I wasn’t sleeping soundly, I don’t know, rehashing what had happened with Jamie, reliving Marti’s spanking, somewhere in there but nothing concrete, just a wandering mind; I saw a shadow cross my doorway then duck in.

Her slight weight hardly made the mattress settle yet I knew she was there.

“Hello Sweetheart,” I said.

She was nearly breathless, adrenalin, excitement and fear mixed in her voice, “Hi Daddy, what did you do to Jamie?”

I made a decision; Jamie’s bottom wasn’t going to be the only virginity lost this night so I answered honestly, “I sodomized her.”

‘Daddy you hurt my friend do you know that?”

“Yes but I know she’ll be back Tuesday for more.”

“Don’t do it, please, she’s hurting so badly right now.”

“Naggy “Little Wife” aren’t you, I enjoyed tonight and you want to stifle that?”

“That’s what “Little Wives” are for, to keep big bad husbands on the straight and narrow.”

“How come you’re lying on your tummy,” I teased her as I leaned toward her and gave her a little kiss.

“I’m on my tummy because I have a mean Daddy who spanks his “Little Wife.”

“Did she deserve the spanking?”

I started to gently rub her bottom through her pajamas and panties while I awaited her replay.

“She did some things, yes, but she takes care of him, he shouldn’t have spanked her so hard.”

I lowered the seat of her pajamas and gently, very gently caressed her bottom; the heat from her spanking was still with her.

I made a joke of it, “Wow “Little Wife” has a hot little bottom.”

She came back at me, “You like hot bottoms Daddy?”

“I love hot bottoms, I love wives with hot bottoms,” I said as I turned her onto her back.

I gave her a kiss and asked, “Sweetheart what does a wife do, what are her duties and responsibilities?”

“I clean the house and I cook most of the meals, you help with the laundry and you do the yard, but I clean the pool, you work and I go to school.”

“So that’s it,” I asked, a division of responsibilities like roommates, is that how it works, is there anything missing?”

“What Daddy?”

I took her pajama bottoms down and off exposing her genitals and took a bit of the KY Jelly dipping it into the throat of her vagina. I’d already fitted a pre-lubricated condom on myself.

“A “Big Wife” makes babies, too. After tonight you’ll be my big wife,” I told her as I guided my swollen cock to her tiny vaginal opening.

As I pressed into her I could feel her delicate tissue being stretched, accepting, accommodating my invader. It was without a doubt the finest pussy I’d ever experienced, hot, tight and in a perversely satisfying way because she was my daughter; almost as though I had a proprietary claim over her I wanted her even more.

Her face was a rictus of pain when I met her hymen, I paused; “Sweetheart this is going to hurt,” I told her.

She gave me a pained smile asking, “Are we making a baby Daddy?”

“Not yet, maybe when you’re fifteen or sixteen, okay?”

She nodded yes as I thrust my hips forward impaling my virginal daughter on my cock.

Tears flooded her eyes, I knew she was in pain but she smiled through it.

“Now I’m your “Big Wife” aren’t I Daddy?”

“That you are Sweetheart, that you are,” as I stroked into her.

I hadn’t had steady sex since my wife had died, now I had two hot gals, one in front the other in back, they knew about each other, experienced no jealousy and remained the best of friends.

Nasty bastard that I’d become I talked to the both of Escort Bayan them, told them I’d like Tina and Tammy to join us and offered a bounty, a hundred bucks if they could expedite the occasion. No forward movement on that particular front had taken place but then, there was no big rush, I had Marti and Jamie.

I’d built a little clubhouse in the back yard for the girls when they were eight or nine and they still used it occasionally. Saturday afternoon, a nice day, cool enough to enjoy the weather warm enough to revel in the sun. All four gals, Marti, Jamie, Tammy and Tina were out in the clubhouse, something girly and private. The doorbell rang, and my world was about to shift on its axis.

I answered, Jimmy James, Jamie’s twin was the visitor. “Hi Hank I saw Jamie’s bike out front.”

“Yeah she’s here Jimmy, there’s a hen’s conclave out in the clubhouse but, come on in; you want a Coke or something?”

“Thanks, Hank, yeah, a Coke sounds good.”

I liked Jimmy, he’d always been a good kid, like I said he was an honorary member of the girl’s club, he fit right in there, he looked just like Jamie. I didn’t know him as well as the girls but then I’d bedded his mother and sodomized his sister, hell he was almost family. I got him a Coke and poured a bourbon and Coke for me. He looked at my drink, “You want a splash?” I asked.

He held his glass toward me; I topped him off with about an ounce and a half of J.T.S. Brown; we clicked glasses and I recited one of my toasts, “Here’s to those that wish us well and all the rest can go to hell,” we drank.

The girls seemed to have settled into their clubhouse for the day so I flipped on the TV, maybe a game to entertain, no such luck; so we were left to do something guy’s ain’t so great at; conversation.

Unless of course it’s about girls and that’s where we went, I asked if he had a girlfriend, none at present but he was hoping, he had his eye on someone that he really liked. I learned that he was a virgin but masturbated at least three times a day, usually into Marne or Jamie’s panties. In other words he was a normal guy for his age.

I had Marti or Jamie, either or both. I wasn’t sure about Jamie but I knew Marti would share if I asked and then it came out, the gal he had his eye on was my daughter.

Something was wrong, terribly wrong, I poured us each a second bourbon and Coke but I couldn’t shake the feeling, arousal, as strong as I’d ever experienced, I thought my cock was going to burst. Pretty I thought, so pretty just like Jamie but this was Jimmy, a guy, I’m as straight as a runway but I want him, I mean I want him sexually and I want him now.

“Come with me Jimmy,” I say to him as I start to walk out of the room.

He gulped down the second drink and followed, I went to my bedroom and sat on the bed.

I stood him in front of me and said, “Let’s talk. I think the girl you’re so infatuated with is my daughter, am I right?”

He was almost afraid to answer but finally he confessed, “Yes, I think Marti’s so special.”

I smiled at him, “Me too, but then again she’s my little girl,” I added.

The KY was beside me on the bed, Jimmy was standing in front of me; he was just a little tipsy from the bourbon and Cokes and I was ready, I cupped his ass cheeks with one hand, pulled him toward me and unfastened the belt that was holding up his jeans with the other. I didn’t take my eyes off his face, I watched him as his face registered shock, disbelief and fear then he stood frozen like a deer in the headlights as I ungripped his pants and, along with his white briefs took them down to his knees.

Jimmy was still frozen as though he couldn’t respond; I stood and helped him to the mattress, I think his mind might have registered what was coming but his body wasn’t responding. He was bare from the waist to the knees and he was mine.

Squeezing a quantity of KY onto my fingers and prepared him for the assault that was coming. I didn’t raise his hips, I let him lay flat on the bed then I straddled his hips.

He cried, pain, embarrassment, humiliation, a young man enduring the worst debasement possible and I slid into him.

I couldn’t help myself, the comparison was there, the nicer ass, Jamie or Jimmy, they were twins, I judged it a tie.

I fucked him hard, I wanted him in tears, aching and pained then I intended to control him, make him come back, cede his bottom to me; I pulled him up, “Fold your knees under yourself,” I told him.

Jimmy was beyond resistance, I had to have him where I could reach his cock. I might not need to touch him but I wanted him where I could.

I rose behind the young lad and forced his head down, the small of his back lowered so he had to arch displaying himself and I pounded into him, I fucked him without mercy, tears, snot and pain, excruciating pain then I slowed down, gave him some leisurely strokes while I reached under him, masturbating him. My hand on his cock, my cock on his prostate, he flowed, cum covered the bed, he had no control, my cock on his prostate kept him going and it was exactly what I wanted, I rode him until he was drained.

I was still in him when he collapsed.

“No more, please no more,” he pleaded.

Forcing my cock as deeply as possible into him I took an ear.

“You liked it didn’t you, God I don’t believe how much you can cum, you were like a fountain Jimmy.”

He was crying, “I didn’t, I didn’t, God I hated it it was terrible.”

“Jimmy, come on,” I whispered, “It’s all on camera, the world can see your cock going off like a volcano.

The recording devices are off, no video, no audio, just Jimmy and me.

He’s on his knees but his head is buried in a pillow, he’s still crying, he’s still hurting and I’m still seven inches in his ass, I’m still hard; I give him the occasional goose just to remind him that I’m there but, truth be known I’m on a recruiting mission

“I’m gonna cum in you now but I want you back tomorrow night, I’ll tell you the truth, I’m going to fuck you again then we’ll talk.”

I pumped hard several times then filled his bowels with my cum, I was still spewing it into him as I forced him down on the mattress and drained myself.

I rubbed his back until he’d settled down. His humiliation was nearly palatable; he lay quietly his pants still down. I pulled them back into place for him.

“Better?” I asked as I patted his bottom.

After he finally sat up I told him, “You need to run on home Jimmy, I’ll see you tomorrow night, say around seven, okay? And by the way were gym shorts or something loose.”

After he’d gone I sat and thought about what I’d done; why had I done it. It wasn’t sex, oh yes, I’d cum but I wanted a woman for my sexual needs. No, I decided it was about power and dominance.

At seven the next night the doorbell rang, I let Marti answer.

That at least got a smile from Jimmy, he told her he was there to see me, he wanted to talk about something.

I walked into the living room, “Well hi Jimmy,” I said, “What can I do for you?”

Marti went back to watching her television show; I took Jimmy back to my room.

“We’ll talk afterwards.”

I had walked him to the side of my bed, he had done as I asked, he had on a T-shirt and gym shorts.

With a hand on his back I lowered him so that his feet remained on the floor but his torso rested on the mattress, I took his shorts and underwear down, smeared on some lubricant and penetrated him.

He didn’t cry, he just whimpered as I pumped him. When I came and pulled out he was leaking, I boosted him onto the bed, I’d dress him later.

God I had a Machiavellian plot in mind, I needed Jimmy’s help to pull it off.

I rubbed his back and smoothed his hair.

“Still want a girl?” I asked.

With a sniff he nodded yes.

“I think I can help you get fixed up but I’ll need your help.”

His eyes reacquired life, “Who?”

“Jimmy, she’s older, around fifty, she’s a little pudgy but I think she’s cute. Would she be okay for you?”

“I just want some pussy, what do I need to do?”

I want you and Jamie to get together, make up a story about Arnie, he’s been chasing her and she’s afraid of him so make it bad enough that Marne will have to break it off. Have Jamie tell the story but you be there to back her up. Let me know when you’ve got that done then we can work on getting you taken care of, okay?”

“Yeah Hank I can do that.”

“Then we gotta plan. Just one more thing Jimmy.”

“What’s that?”

“Get up on your knees, I want to cum again,” I told him with a pat on the bottom.

Slowly he pulled himself up into position, he was already lubricated, I pressed into him, thrusting forward.

I masturbated him while I pumped into him.

“You want to cum don’t you Jimmy, this feels so good in your tight little ass doesn’t it?”

He was sobbing softly, I felt his cock start to swell so I grabbed the towel I’d put on the bed for this purpose.

As I caught Jimmy’s ejaculate I filled his bowel with mine. I pulled out and used the towel to wipe his anus and my cock. I raised his shorts back into place.

“Jimmy maybe you can help me with something else, too. I’ll pay you a hundred bucks for any guy or gal you can bring to me. Otherwise I don’t need to see you ‘til you and Jamie have gotten rid of Arnie.”

I walked him to the front door.

After he was off Marti asked, “What did Jimmy want to talk about Daddy?”

“His sex life,” I replied.

It took a little longer than I’d imagined it would, Jimmy and I had talked on the phone, Marne was resistant even with Jamie and him both but finally they made a believer out of her, she’d dumped Arnie. He said she was hurt and disappointed, just moping around the house. I told him to come over that night so we could work out our plan. Jimmy wanted to have out conversation on the phone but I insisted it was important that we meet, I told him to be there at seven again.

One thing I will give Jimmy, he’s prompt. Exactly at seven he arrived. I ushered him back to my bedroom and locked the door.

He was again clad in gym shorts and a T-shirt. I congratulated him on his good work in getting rid of Arnie, clearing the way for my plan to go into effect.

“Have a seat,” I told him, indicating the bed.

When he was seated he started to ask about what came next.

“Me,” I said, “I come next,” as I gently pushed him down onto his back.

“Get comfortable,” I said as I took his shorts and briefs off.

I picked up his legs and pushed them back to his chest.

“Hold them just like this,” I said.

Jimmy was trembling but he did hold himself behind the knees; I lubricated him, stepped up to him and thrust in.

His eyes flew open, wide as saucers, he moaned as my cock popped through his sphincter and slid deeply into his guts.

His penis stood at attention when I began pressing against his prostate gland. I Bayan Escort took the towel, handed it to him and put his hand on his penis urging him to masturbate himself, I took the weight of his legs on my shoulders.

With my hands free I was able to do more. I gripped his hips and pulled him further onto me, pumping harder and faster.

He was a pretty child, handsome of face with dark full eyelashes; lovely green eyes and long auburn hair, just like his sister Jamie. I told him so.

I was maintaining a steady, rapid rhythm as I talked to him, “God you’re got a nice ass Jimmy, you’re so hot and tight.”

“Cum for me Jimmy, cum for me,” I extolled him. He jacked himself faster; I thrust into him harder until his flow started.

As he came I forced his legs further back and pummeled him with hard vicious strokes.

Tears came to his eyes, his voice a muffled sob as he pled, “Don’t hurt me please Hank don’t hurt me.”

I exploded into him, spewing shot after shot of my ropy semen, filling him with my sperm.

I’d stopped my motions but my cock was still in him when I started to talk.

“God this is lewd isn’t it Jimmy, my cock in you while we have a conversation. Do you like my cock in you Jimmy? Damn I like my cock in you, I love fucking you.”

I slid out.

“We need to talk about getting you laid, don’t we.”

I had his attention again; he nodded yes.

“Would Saturday work for you?”

“Oh yeah, that would work Hank, that would work.”

“Now the question is who. How about Tina?”

“Tina would be okay.”

“Tammy?”

“Yeah, she’s nice.”

“Marti?”

He just sighed, “Sure.”

“How about your twin, Jamie?”

“That would be fun.”

“Marne?”

I watched, his cock jerked at the suggestion, Oedipus on the prowl. “Mom? I’ve dreamed about having sex with Mom.”

“Okay then, Marne it is, now let me tell you what we’re going to do.”

After Jimmy left I phoned Marne.

We had a brief introduction then I said, Jimmy told me you and Arnie split, I just wanted to offer symphony. Then I added, I lie of course, I’m just glad to hear that a hot sexy lady like you is unencumbered. She twittered at my compliment.

“No, I’m sincere, I’ve thought about you a lot, how much fun you are, how much I enjoyed being around you.”

“Gosh I know, I have fond memories of when we were dating,” Marne’s breathing was getting heavier.

“I’d like to make some new memories, would you like to go out to dinner Saturday?”

“I’d love to.”

It was arranged that I’d pick her up six; Jamie would stay at my house with Marti in case we were late.

What I remembered of Marne as a date was a boring conversationalist, conventional and uninspired between the sheets, with a nearly pathological fear of anal sex, she’d trembled and begged, please no, just from my touch. I had a feeling there would be a lot of trembling and begging come Saturday.

I was a little early Saturday; Marne was just putting on the final touches.

She’s a nice enough person, undeserving of what’s to befall her later. She’s around 5’3” tall and probably weigh nearly a hundred fifty, the outer reaches of pleasantly plump, she has large heavy breasts and a broad pillow of a rump. Her hair is sandy in color with just a touch gray beginning to assert itself, her eyes, I think her best feature, are violet.

Tonight she’s wearing an attractive apricot colored dress, white stockings accessorized by a pair white pumps and a small white handbag.

We had dinner at Giovanni’s; the finest Italian restaurant in town then went into the lounge where we danced several dances. At around eight she asked if I’d join her in a drink at home.

I told her I’d be delighted.

She put on some music; it was smoky jazz, sensual and sexy and poured us each a drink.

I was sure Jimmy was in his room with his light off waiting; I’d told him he had to be in and hidden no later than nine but I suspected he’d never left, he wanted to be there so he could listen to us and listen for his cue.

We danced a couple of dances; my hands explored her as we danced. We sat to enjoy our drinks, within minutes we were entwined on the sofa.

Coming up for air Marne was giggly, she pulled my hand, “Come on.”

She took me to the bedroom. I closed the door.

“God I’m having fun Hank,” she said as she came to me.

“Me too, Marne, me too.”

I took her into my arms and we stood kissing.

I’d taken my jacket off when we’d arrived; now she started on the buttons on the front of my shirt, she pulled it from my slacks, unbuttoned the cuffs and took it off, I wasn’t wearing an undershirt; she kissed and sucked on my nipples.

Otherwise occupied, she didn’t notice when I took a small tube from my pocket and dropped it on her nightstand. She unbuckled my belt, unhooked the waistband and lowered my zipper. I stepped out of my shoes; she took my slacks to the floor. My boxer shorts soon followed.

Marne was still completely dressed, she was kneeling in front of me, she took my cock into her mouth fellating me, she was good, her mouth warm and soft her tongue teasing, still I stood her up.

I stepped behind her unclipped her necklace and laid it on her dresser then I unzipped her dress.

I took it forward over her shoulders and lowered it allowing her to step out of it then I unfastened her brassiere unfettering her large breasts. I moved in front of her, kissed the top of each breast and sucked first one then the other nipple. There was a hitch in her breathing as I nibbled on her.

I rolled her panties over her hips dropping them to the floor then took a moment to inspect her. Her breasts hung heavily, sagging and outsized, her muff was wild and untrimmed she did look sexy in her white stockings, they were thigh highs, I decided to leave them on. I directed her down onto the bed.

I wanted Marne to enjoy herself, have a good time; I held no ill feelings for her unfortunately she was a means to an end, her evening would not end well for her, but right now I wanted her to take her pleasure.

My mouth sought hers, I tasted her breath, warm and sweet, my tongue probed her mouth, she met it we the tips in a serpentine twining.

My hand was at her breast. “Marne, you’re spectacular,” I said as I squeezed her. My mouth trailed kisses down her neck, over her bosoms until I could taste her nipples, “Spectacular,” I repeated.

Her tummy was soft and puffy as I kissed over it to her mound. I pulled at her unruly bush with my lips then spread her and licked her slit. I moved up to her clitoris and rapidly flicked her opaline tip before sucking it into my mouth, nursing on her.

“Oh God Hank, that’s it, that’s it, oh, oh, oh, suck me taste me, taste meeeeeeeeeeeeeee, ayeeeeeeeeee,” she wailed, her hips pounding, powering her pelvis against my face. She screamed, “Oooooooooooooooo, Yesssssssssssssssss, Yes, yes, yes.” Her tummy was quivering as her fluids flowed; I licked taking in her nectar, taking her on a heavenly walk. I slipped a finger into her vagina feeling and enjoying the tightening of her contractions.

I looked up at her, the stress her orgasm had given was evident but a huge smile adorned her face.

I crawled up beside her and took her into my arms.

“Wow Hank, just wow. That was fantastic, God that was great.”

I kissed her, “It was my pleasure Marne, I wanted you to feel good.”

I was already turning her, I reached over and palmed the tube I’d put on the nightstand and opened it.

She looked at me, a question on her face, why was she on her tummy?

“Hank…” she started.

I was seated on her thighs; I spread her cheeks, squeezed some of the lubricant on and rubbed it in.

And she suddenly understood what was going to happen.

Her body began to tremble, she tried to roll out from under me but I had her pinned.

“No Hank please no, don’t rape me, don’t sodomize me, I’m a virgin there, please don’t.”

I guided my cock to her and pushed in, “God I truly do love to take a virgin, thank you Marne, thank you.”

Astride her hips with her facedown on the bed is not a position conducive to deep penetration and her big plush butt made it even more difficult but it had facilitated the rape.

Now I wanted her up on her knees so she would really feel what I was giving her. I slapped her cheek.

I lifted her, “Get up on your knees Marne,” I told her.

She hesitated, I smacked her again, “Get up.”

She folded her knees under herself. I got into position behind her, my feet outside her knees, squatting so I could get plenty of leverage. I pushed her head down on the bed.

“Raise your hips and arch your back,” I told her. To encourage her I pressed down on the small of her back and shifted my weight forward onto her hips and lower back.

I pulled nearly out of her then slammed into her forcing my entire cock up her hot chocolate highway.

The pain must have been excruciating, her rectum was stuffed, her anus and the sphincter muscles traumatized and spasming; I rammed her again.

Marne wailed, “Nooooooooooooooo, please Noooooooooo, no more Hank, oh God I can’t take any more.”

A plethora of moans, groans and a running plea; I slapped her buttocks.

“God you’re got a wonderful ass Marne, big broad and beautiful,” as I continued to hammer at her pistoning in and out with all I have.

Finally I wrapped both arms around her, pulled her back against me and fucked her like a wild animal, pounding thrusts fast and deep. I could tell she was cramping, my cock was viciously pummeling her rectum when with a final wail she limply collapsed, her only sound the mewling of a sick kitten.

I gave her a couple more thrusts, shot my load and pulled out. I wiped off on the sheet, and dressed.

Before leaving I patted her bottom, “That was fun Marne, thanks.”

I walked out of the room, Jimmy was waiting in the living room.

“Get in there, be her savior. She’d in pain and she’s just been raped. Give her your attention and your sympathy. Crawl in beside her, hold her and let her cry herself out on her shoulder then offer her more. I’ll see you soon.”

That was nearly two years ago.

Jimmy has steady sex from a woman who loves him and who he loves. I don’t see him nearly as often but he recruited several handsome young men for me so I stay plenty busy.

Marti hooked Tammy so only one of the buddies, little Tina is left and Jamie’s bringing her over tonight, she wants me to talk to her.

There was a joke when I was a kid:

Hey you getting any ass? Yes.
Well turn her over and try pussy.

I feel like that, lots and lots of ass but the only pussy I get is Marti.

Words of advice; if you should choose my lifestyle use the boys. Girls are taught about things that boys aren’t. Girls are on the alert for sexual advances. Boys never are. And the male machismo creates a code of silence, no boy wants to confess to, admit to having been so dominated that he was raped, especially when he came from the experience so, always make them cum.

Happy Hunting.

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My husband told me I wasn’t spontaneous. He said our sex was getting routine. I couldn’t believe he would say that to me, but after I was done being pissed off, I began to think that maybe he had a point. I’ve never been very bold sexually, and I’ve always thought sex belongs in the bedroom at night. Steve made sense, I was being ridiculous, and I could see how I was becoming boring. I decided to show my husband a new me. 

I spent the next few days surfing the Internet for porn while he was at work. Boy, did I learn a lot. I read a lot of stories, and watched a lot of videos until I felt I was ready to put into practice, what I had learned. Then I went out shopping and bought myself a black lace bra and panty set with cut out nipples and crotchless panties. This was so not me, but I loved Steve and I didn’t want to take the chance of him looking elsewhere for sexual excitement. So I told myself to stop being such a prude and just do it.  

He was sitting on the sofa, watching TV on Saturday morning and I walked out of the bedroom with my robe covering the outfit. Standing right in front Escort of the TV, I dropped the robe, revealing my little surprise. Steve almost dropped his coffee cup. 

“ Baby, if you’re going to stare at me with your mouth open like that, you are going to have to put it to work.” I said, and leaned into him with a deep, hot kiss.  

“Mmmmm,” he said. “What’s this all about?” 

“Shhhh…Don’t ask questions, just enjoy.” I whispered in his ear and bent my head down to his lap. His cock was already getting hard and waiting for me. I took it into my mouth and sucked it deeply. Running my tongue in circles as I took him deep, he moaned loudly. I was getting excited knowing I was getting to him. I could feel his cock start to throb, and took him to the back of my throat. Remembering what I had read, I swallowed. He rewarded me with a soft “Oh my God.” I kept swallowing and contracting my throat around the head of his cock and that did it. His cock swelled so much, that my mouth was being stretched to its limit.

“I’m gonna cum baby,” he said, “don’t stop, let me cum in Escort Bayan your mouth.” I was ready to let him do just that and I sucked him deep. He exploded; filling my mouth with his hot stickiness. I drank him greedily, keeping him in mouth until he started to go soft.  

He needed some time to re-coup, but I was not ready for a break, so I sat on the edge of the sofa and spread my pussy open. “I think turnabout is fair play, don’t you?” I said as I lightly ran my finger over my clit. “I’m so wet.” I said and put my finger deep in my cunt.
Then I did something he had never seen me do. Taking my finger out of my pussy, I put it into my mouth. “Mmmm, baby I taste so good. Wouldn’t you like to have some?” 

He got on the floor, sitting between my legs and began teasing my pussy. He was running his tongue along the inside of my lips, but didn’t touch my clit. It was driving me crazy. He then started tongue fucking me. Reaching down, I spread my pussy open as wide as I could. “Please baby,” I moaned. “My clit needs your tongue.” He licked and nibbled my clit like he had never Bayan Escort done before. Nibbling it with his lips, while rolling it on his tongue. My clit was so hard and swollen; I had to cum. I told him to suck me…hard. My body tensed up and I pinched my nipples hard as my orgasm exploded. My juices were flowing all over his face and he was moaning into my pussy as he ate. He went crazy. He couldn’t stop and neither could I. I don’t remember how many times I came, but finally my clit got so sensitive that I finally begged, “No more.” 

Reluctantly, I lifted his head up and leaned him down on the floor. Straddling him I slid my pussy on top of his hard cock. This was the first time I had ever initiated sex and taking control like this was a huge turn on. I slowly rode his dick, pleasuring myself. We fucked in every position I could think of, and I controlled the whole situation. I bent over and put my pussy high in the air for him, so he could fuck me hard. Steve was more excited than I’d ever seen him and gave me more pleasure than I’d ever had before. 

We fucked and sucked all afternoon and into the night. The only problem I have now, is that I want to make love everywhere except the bedroom. Steve says he’s created a monster, but loves every minute of it.

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Everybody is 18.

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This is the story of an automobile trip taken to my grandmother’s funeral by myself and my girl cousin, Leigh. My name is Ken and I live in work in the same town as my cousin. It is purely coincidence that we live in the same town, as Leigh and I are not close, nor do we see each other often even though we live only a few miles from one another. Our mothers are sisters. We are first cousins and have the same grandmother. Oh, and Leigh is a bitch.

We are the same age and as small children we played together and were good friends. As teenagers, though, Leigh decided to turn her back on me for another crowd that had no room for me or any of my friends.

There was one incident in particular that happened when Leigh and I were in high school that ended our friendship. We both ended up at the same party one night and she stood in a circle talking to some new friends she wanted to impress with her coolness when I walked up and stood to the side hoping to be included in the conversation. Leigh clearly did not want me in her crowd or even near her.

I had begun talking and laughing with a couple of guys I knew when she took a step towards me and slapped me across the face saying, “Shut up you asshole, go back to your loser friends!” She humiliated me and embarrassed me in front of everybody within hearing distance. From that moment until now I have had nothing to do with Leigh. I have been polite to her at family gatherings but no endearments have been exchanged and certainly no hugs have taken place.

Now we are in our thirties and living in the same town by coincidence when my mom calls to say that our grandmother has died and the funeral is Friday. Could I please let Leigh ride with me the three hours to the funeral? My Mom had thoughts for years that Leigh and I might reconcile and she was always planning situations that could bring us together. It was only at my Mom’s request that I agreed to give Leigh a ride. So, I phoned Leigh and she acted like I was doing her a favor to call and offer a ride, but we did make arrangements to ride together.

Leigh was a tenured professor in the business department at the local college. She said she had a 9 AM meeting that would last about an hour and we could leave afterwards. I mentioned to Leigh that we had a three hour ride and leaving at 10 AM left us no time to spare. Besides, I like to arrive at least 15 minutes early. Leigh said she would be ready at 10 AM. WTF, I thought, I’ll meet you at 10.

On Friday morning I was waiting outside Leigh’s building at 9:30 in hopes that she would be early, but no such luck. I sat in my new Lexus waiting for her to arrive. I had owned the car for a month and I still had the “proud car owner glow” about me as I listened to music on the Bose speakers while admiring the wood trim and leather seats.

Leigh arrived at 10:10 AM which pretty much assured that we would have to haul ass the next three hours if we wanted to get to the service on time. She walked thru the doors of her building toward my car wearing a black business suit with a mid thigh skirt, black hose, carrying an overnight bag and a lap top computer. She must have known how gorgeous she looked as she walked with attitude, dressed in black for her Nana’s funeral. I was fuming and ready to choke her before the trip even got started.

She ignored the fact of her tardiness as if she was entitled to the privilege of being late. However, she proved to be surprisingly pleasant when she got in the Escort car and we made our way out of town and towards Charleston, the funeral and our relatives.

“Here,” she said, “I brought you something.” She handed me a bottle of Gatorade and took one for herself.

“That’s the nicest thing you have ever done for me,” I said, “Besides, when did you start being nice?”

“Oh, I have my moments,” she replied.

Leigh had a pretty decent music selection on her I-Pod as she plugged it into the Bose system and shuffled her selection. We heard Outkast, Jack Johnson, Hendrix, Coltrane, Adam Ant, Vampire Weekend and some other artists with whom I was not familiar.

Leigh had finished grad school at Duke University and got the small college teaching job right away. At 34 years old she was a tenured and published professor with a secure future. I asked with a hint of antagonism if she still behaved like a bitch. She explained that she had turned the corner on her bitchiness and bad behavior, that she was now quite a nice person. I doubted it. But, we drove along I-26 toward Charleston while listening to music and sipping our Gatorades while we shared stories of our lives over the past 10 to 15 years.

All was good until the traffic slowed and we moved along at about 5 miles an hour past an accident scene. The delay made me nervous and tense as we lost travel time and it was almost guaranteed that we would be late for our Nana’s funeral. But pretty soon the speed picked up and we were traveling at a decent speed again. I calculated that with some luck we would arrive right on time without a single minute to spare. Not great, but it was better than being late. That’s when Leigh held up the empty Gatorade bottle and announced that she had to stop somewhere to pee. We were running 10 minutes late already because of her. We still had an hour to drive and she wanted to take the next exit for a pee break – not good. Also, it wasn’t going to happen.

“You know we will be late for our own grandmother’s funeral if we stop for you to pee, don’t you,” I said. I told her it was out of the question and she should just pee in her empty Garorade bottle.

“No,” she answered.

“Piss in the Gatorade bottle,” I said, pushing her buttons and getting some enjoyment out of this situation.

“YOU piss in a Gatorade bottle, asshole. Pull in somewhere and let me pee in a bathroom,” she said. It was like somebody had flipped the bitch switch on her.

There was that word again, asshole. Then a switch flipped on me as well. She called me an asshole. The difference between now and the last time she called me an asshole was that now we were alone in a car that I was driving 75 mph down an interstate highway. I was in control.

“You want me to piss in a Gatorade bottle, do you? Then watch this.”

With that I twisted the cap off of my own empty Gatorade bottle, opened my pants and slipped them beneath me, exposing my dick. I sat with my naked ass on the leather seat, put the head of my dick in the wide mouth of the bottle and began to pee. Her eyes were wide with disbelief as she watched until I filled my bottle to the top and twisted the cap back on.

“That’s how you do it cocksucker, now it’s your turn,” I said. “Piss into your bottle, piss into your fucking bottle, or you will have to sit there and piss all over yourself. This car is not stopping and we have another hour before we get to Charleston.

Her eyes were wide as she took stock of her situation Escort Bayan and what she had been ordered to do.

She timidly pulled her pantyhose down to mid thigh and slid the Gatorade bottle under her skirt. This was a bad arrangement as she missed the bottle and pissed on her pantyhose, skirt, hands and my leather seat. She was a mess.

“Pull your pantyhose down to your ankles, raise your skirt and spread your legs. Put the bottle next to your pussy and piss into the bottle. And don’t piss on my seat again,” I instructed her calmly and deliberately.

She did as I said. When she opened her legs and lifted her skirt I saw the problem. Her labia were large and looked like a butterfly. Her piss flaps were spitting piss everywhere.

“Pull your pussy lips apart and put the mouth of the bottle on your urethra,” I said.

Again, she followed my instructions but she had so much piss that the bottle overflowed and piss spilled all over her pussy, her hands, legs and my seat. I reached into the back seat and grabbed a T-shirt and began wiping up the piss from my new leather seat and everywhere else it had spilled. Then a startling thing happened. As the T-shirt touched lightly against her pussy she grabbed my wrist with both her hands and pushed her clit against the smooth fabric of the T-shirt, moaning as she did so.

She deliberately increased the pressure on her clit while she leaned back further in the seat and rotated a little more laying one leg flat against the seat, knee bent. The other leg she rested on the dash. She tossed the T-shirt aside and put my hand next to her pussy

I now had an unbelievable view of her sweet cunt and those big pussy lips. Her clit sat up like an acorn. Illuminated by the afternoon sun, it glistened moistly as I traveled down the interstate towards our Nana’s funeral.

“Watch the road,” she teased. You don’t want me to put your fingers in there, do you?”

Leigh didn’t wait for a reply. She just smiled slyly as my fingers found her fuzzy pubic mound, touching it lightly and softly. She eased the two fingertips of my middle fingers into her pussy, bringing them right back out to rub around her huge lips and clit.

“Here, look.” “Mmmmmmm how’s that?” she asked, now sliding my two fingers again, quicker and more deeply into her.

My fingers began moving faster now, making a smacking sound, Leigh rubbed her clit madly with her protruding thumb to send herself over the edge as my fingers continued to slide in and out of her dripping slit. Leigh moved her right hand up to open her blouse and her gorgeous titties bounced freely as she tweaked her pointed nipples and grabbed my wrist, finger fucking herself into frenzy. I could tell she was close to cumming.

Soon she trembled all over and let out a loud moan. Her cum juices combined with piss to flood over my hand as she sighed and whimpered with the release. I watched her tense and tremble, going completely still for a few moments before she let her hips fall, sinking back to the seat exhausted. The smell of her huge orgasm and spilled piss replaced the new car smell of my Lexus.

We had another half hour to drive before we reached Charleston. Suddenly a car honked and I realized I had drifted into the left lane, but just slightly.

I desperately wanted to cum now. I needed to release my throbbing cock, as I was still driving with my pants around my ankles with a huge hard on. I thought about jacking off, but I didn’t think I could do Bayan Escort that while driving and fingering her.

Leigh had collapsed in the seat and leaned against me with her arms wrapped tightly around my waist, her head moving toward my cock. In only a few seconds she had put the length of my throbbing cock in her mouth, moving her mouth up and down while cupping my balls in her hand. Then she gripped the shaft while moving her lips onto the head and moving her right hand beneath me where her middle finger tickled my anus while she continued to pump with her mouth

“Oh, Leigh,” I moaned, holding onto the steering wheel while threading the fingers of my right hand through her soft, fragrant hair. “I never imagined this would happen.”

She squirmed a little, shifting her legs, arching her back and exposing more of her ass as she sucked me. It was like she was offering herself to some invisible man behind her, wanting to get fucked.

I loved hearing the sound of her breathing through her nose as she worked hard for her reward. The feel of her bouncing head in my hands was an unbelievable turn-on for me and Leigh seemed to be turned on by it as well. She knew I was getting close, and the idea of my impending orgasm obviously aroused her. Leigh whimpered in anticipation, wanting to make me cum in her mouth. She fucking wanted it!

“Oh, damn,” I moaned, massaging Leigh’s scalp. “Oh, God! Hmmmm . . . .”

Leigh moaned as my semen jetted into her mouth. She jerked back until just the spurting head of my cock was between her shiny wet lips. She sucked hard, making faint little grunting noises as my thick, creamy load filled her mouth. Her tongue rubbed firmly against the underside of my cock head, and her hands stroked up and down my shaft, lightly squeezing my balls, coaxing out every drop of my cum.

I trembled with intense pleasure and held my hands tightly on the steering wheel, letting out loud groans. I thrashed as she just kept sucking me and prolonging my orgasm. I stared down at her and saw that some of my juice had smeared around her lips making them sticky and glossy.

As Leigh moved down mouthing and licking my deflated balls, I looked at the speedometer and we were traveling at 110 mph and approaching a long line of cars in the right lane. I immediately moved into the left lane while braking and moving again to avoid a single truck and finally back safely into the right lane.

The rush was nearly too much for me and I was lucky not to have suffered a fucking heart attack.

Leigh was dragging her wet tongue around my shaft, licking around the head a little, then easing her way upwards to kiss me, pushing tongue and the remains of my cum into my mouth.

“Who you calling a cocksucker,” she said with the most beautiful smile.

“Sorry,” I said.

“You don’t have to be, I am the one who should have apologized to you years ago,” she replied.

But we still had some work to do as we were both a mess approaching downtown Charleston. Leigh grabbed my T-shirt and wiped her mouth and face, no matter that it was still wet from her piss. But she did a good job of pulling herself together. I got my pants up and belt buckled and we looked surprisingly presentable as we drove the Lexus slowly through the city streets. Leigh had removed all of her make-up with the wet T-shirt and looked downright wholesome and beautiful to me at this moment.

We made it to the funeral home with 8 minutes to spare. The 110 mph blowjob had made up for lost time, in so many ways. All the bullshit was gone. Leigh and I were friends again. Maybe that was all we needed to do and maybe that’s all anybody needs to do. Help one another cum, it pushes all the bullshit aside and makes up for lost time.

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