Boone The Early YearsChapter 07
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So the story is about a bus ride like the ones we always read on and wish that it happened to us. I guess wishes do come true! It might be a bit long but I promise it is worth the read.
This happened when I was doing my undergrad. I love traveling and as a result, opted to do my undergrad from Bangalore. Me being from Kerala, it gave me my much-needed freedom along with some other perks. Talking about me, I have an above average athletic body, fair with a decently hung dick. I would say about 7 and a half inch.
I usually opt for a sleeper bus when heading back to college as it helps me get some proper rest. This one time, I needed to head back home on short notice and all the single seats happened to be fully booked. Only a double sleeper seat was available. Out of options, I booked for an upper birth. The only positive aspect was that the seat was one near the window. I have no problem sharing but the problem is that I move a lot in my sleep. I twist and turn a lot which could be a nuisance to the other person.
I boarded the bus and got comfortable in the seat that was allotted to me. Since I travel back and forth often, I usually wear my sweatpants with a loose tee and a hoodie on top of it. I removed my hoodie once I got comfortable. The bus started on time and the person who was to occupy the bed with me was a no show just like I wished it to be. I found out later that the guy had canceled. I was obviously happy and had the bed all to myself. This bus was one where the partition was only a thin sheet that covered only till our shoulders from the head. To my dismay, this happiness only lasted until the next stop.
A guy boarded from the next stop and took the seat near mine. He was in his mid-twenties. We exchanged pleasantries and I heard all about his luck in finding a sleeper seat at the last moment while I, in the back of my mind cursing my bad luck. Once we both became comfortable, both of us shifted off to sleep. He was the first to sleep. I usually read before I sleep and since there was a person next to me, I did not want to cause any trouble for him and opted not to turn on the lamp near our bed.
I tried sleeping but the AC was a bit high and the sheet that I was lying on was so soft, it turned me on a little. I was a bit horny. The seats being on the back end of the bus, the shakes did not help either. With no sleep and nothing else to do, I turned on my mobile and started reading some random stories from ISS. I don’t know when I nodded off, but I woke up feeling a bit of pressure on my dick.
I was a bit baffled when I opened my eyes. The guy who I shared the seat with, I had my dick placed inside his ass cheeks. He was on his side with his ass facing me. My one leg was on top of him and one hand under his tee hugging him close to my body. It seems he wore free size shorts. Must have been a hell of a dream for it to have reached this point. Hope it comes back to me someday!
Anyways, I panicked at the beginning and was thinking of a way out without creating an awkward scene. Maybe act sleep and turn to the other side? Seemed a good idea at the time and Just as I was about to, I felt a slight nudge on my dick. My half-hard dick went to full hard. I froze. Then it happened again -A slight push on my dick. My body betraying me gave one right back.
I was beginning to understand the situation I was in. Now, being fully conscious, I started to notice things that I had not until a moment ago -The softness of his ass; how separated the two cheeks were and how good it felt to have my dick placed in between them; the almost tightness with which I was holding his body. The heat it created in the cold AC air. How soft the sheets where and how it was rubbing onto my body.
Then it happened yet again. A push! His ass onto my dick. Oh! How good it felt.
I get horny at the lightest touch irrespective of the person doing so and with this much going on, I was unable to hold myself back. I gave a light gentle thrust causing my dick to go up and down his ass cheek. I got a similar response. I still remember how good it felt, the feeling of doing something that was so taboo and the uncertainty of the outcome. It thrilled me even more.
I pulled him even closer, hugging him tight and squeezing his chest. I was happy that he had a bit of meat on his chest. I pulled him close and gave a kiss on his neck. He smelled good. He had a refreshing smell. I guess he liked my gesture as he formed an arch on his back almost like presenting his whole ass as an offering. This guy knew what he was doing.
He started dry humping my dick nice and slow at first and once he found a nice rhythm, he started going wild. I was happy to oblige. A firm grip on his neck, a bite on the ear and I moved my body back thrusting my dick as far as I could accepting the offering this guy was putting forth.
It did not take much to make me lose control. I removed my tee and the sweatpants. Almost tore off his shorts and his tee. We embraced, kissed and rubbed our dicks together. The cold air seemed to add on to the fire already lit between us. He had soft lips and no facial hair. Everything was perfect.
We rolled back and forth, hugging, lips entwined, tongues fighting, our bodies trying desperately to merge and be as one. Once we settled down a bit, he rested on top of me, still kissing passionately.
His top portion of the body rose and his legs brushed along my skin as they came to a resting position near my hips. He then came back laid himself onto my chest and with his one hand took my dick, gave a few strokes and rested them between his ass cheeks. Now, skin on skin was a whole other level of pleasure. He arched his back down onto my stomach where I firmly held it with my hands and he started moving his ass up and down. Damn! This guy was something else. It was almost as if he was this nymph that was rejected sex for a long time.
After a few strokes, I was beginning to feel my cum churning in my balls ready to cum. I took hold of both his ass cheek, squeezed them as hard as I could, gave them a slap and a hard scratch. I guess this made him lose control as well. He gave me a hard kiss and went on a frenzy on my body licking, biting and sucking on anything and everything he could get his lips on.
The motions of his ass became much faster as well as the force with which he held my dick in place. He pushed my dick even more and I could feel it rub against the inner skin between his ass cheeks. The sheer pressure was driving me crazy with pressure. That was it. I almost pushed him to the edge of the bed, turned him around and making him lie on his back, his head in the mid portion of the bed. We kissed like wild dogs. He still had his hand on my dick, milking me rough. I almost leaped forward, took hold of his neck, gave it a light choke and shoved my dick into his mouth. To my surprise (well I should not be at this point, after all that I saw and experienced!), he took it all in. he sucked on it, clung to the base of my dick and sucked. His tongue sliding all over when he took breaths in-between. This guy was something else! I was close and repeated action from him was all that was needed. I gripped his hair and shot a thick load deep into his throat. I pulled back and shoved again a few times. I was still cumming. I have not cummed this much for as long as I can remember. It was nirvana and I was loving every second of this pure bliss.
It was then that I felt it. He too had cummed and the aftermath was a lot of warm liquid oozing down my back. My dick was now coated in saliva and my cum.
Once the animal side was a bit calmed down, he made me lie on my side with my ass facing him; he started licking his cum from my back while one of his hand was jacking me off. The mix of saliva and cum on my dick provided with the much-needed lubrication after the dry hump. I was hard in no time. And this time I wanted him even more. I guess I was the lucky one after all!
I was now on my back and he was on top of me almost like a 69. It seemed like he was searching for something in his bag which was near my legs and he not wanting to let my dick go was multi-tasking!
His dick was close to my neck, brushing my neck from time to time. It was a good feeling indeed. I started feeling his dick through my neck and after a while, held it between my neck and my shoulder locking it in with my hand. He was getting hard. His cum was coated all over his dick and was in the drying up process. I used my saliva to extend the wetness. It was the first time I was feeling someone else’s dick and to be frank, it felt good. I liked how soft and warm it was at the beginning and how hard it got all of a sudden. Now, that he figured out that I was interested, he was in no hurry to change positions. He started with long and deep sucking, pushing his ass every time he reached back to the tip of my dick and going back when he deep throated my dick. I loved this unspoken bond we shared. How it was not necessary to say or ask.
I held his dick tight between my neck and hand. So that we both got to experience pleasure at the same time. Gradually I started jacking him off with my hand. He had a good dick. Maybe that was why I was interested. My other hand was on his ass doing whatever I could do to it. The feeling mixed with the scent of cum was too much.
He was a devoted worshipper. He knew how to please. After a while, he passed me a tube of Vaseline. I got the hint and was happy. I knew I had a condom left in my purse. Lucky me yet again!
I took out some and placed it on his asshole started massaging it. He was tight. And even after applying a quarter of the tube, it was still difficult to enter the second finger. I knew I had to be able to put in at least three if I were to do what I intended to do.
I always wanted to try how it felt to feel a hard dick in my mouth. I guess this was the perfect chance. I would have anyways as the smell was taking away all my control. I brought his dick close to my face, felt it with my cheeks, gave a gentle nib and took it in. My second finger was ready at a moment’s notice. This made him go crazy bucking and pushing his dick even deeper inside. I sucked on him, just like he did. Well, I tried at least. After a few minutes, he calmed down a little and we moved in to a trance like relaxed sucking with gently caressing the balls in between. He opened up a little and I was able to insert my second finger. He was almost ready for me.
He knew how to give a blowjob. I guess he did what he would have wanted done to his dick. I was not far behind. There was a moment when the second went in, I jacked his coated dick licking his balls and the words that came out of his mouth “I might fall for you”. Don’t know why, but I liked hearing that. I gave it my all.
I deep throated and sucked just as he did. Within no time, he came in my throat. Even though it felt weird at first, the feeling of another guy’s thick hard dick in my mouth with the warm liquid gushing down my throat seemed to take away that uneasiness. I got addicted.
I too came. This time he took it in his mouth poured it back on to my dick only to suck it back up. He made sure that no drop was wasted. The ones that slid down were licked back up. This guy was taking everything that I had to offer and still wanted more.
He came back on top of me and hugged me, licking and nibbling on my neck. I played with his ass and his chest, gripping his hair in between. He had something new up his sleeve every time. It was like he knew exactly how to excite me. He hugged me tight. He hugged me in such a way that his both legs were around my calf and the thumb finger of his feet was touching my asshole. I had to raise my ass a bit. But the feeling was worth it. He massaged my hole. It send a bolt all through my body bringing my dick back to life and me kissing the hell out of him.
His ass was waiting for the taking and he was offering it as a sacrifice. To do the hell with it as I please and I intended on doing it. I wanted to tear his ass and eat him up. It was hard to control myself.
He guided my dick with his hands and brought it to his opening. I got the invitation I needed and pushed myself up and forced him to come down. It was painful for the both of us. But in the heat of the moment, my head went in. It was a bit of a struggle trying to keep it in while his ass tried to push me out. We fought through it. He took some air, I brought him into a soothing kiss and his hole loosened. I pushed inch by inch taking all the care in the world. I love fucked his ass. Once it was inside, I lay there with him on top of me and took in all that had happened. We enjoyed this moment. Then it happened. He moved a little. I moved a little. We moved a little and thus it began. Whenever he pulled in, I pushed and vice-versa. We found a rhythm and slowly fucked.
Time seemed to have slowed down. The movement of the bus was adding to our pleasure. The chill in the air, everything was wonderful. It was just that moment and nothing else. Everything faded away.
I took hold of his dick and jacked him while he rode my dick. Our eyes locked and soon our lips followed.
I wanted to change positions. We were now in the same position we were in when I woke up. He smiled, as did i. Our fuck got more intense. I fucked him long and hard. My hand was still jacking his dick. I bit and nibbled on his neck. He used his hand to pull my ass in even closer to make my dick go in even further. I was close and so was he. I let go of his dick and hugged him tightly. He obliged my pushing his ass even further forming the arch. I came and came. I got hold of his dick and jack hard. The feelings were too much for him as well. He came! I caught the remaining some with my hands and offered it to him. He was more than happy. He was like a hungry baby being offered milk. There was no trace left.
After the storm calmed down, I was still fucking his ass. Slow steady rhythmic movements. His head was lying on my one hand while the other rubbed his stomach, dick and legs.
After a while, the heat gave away and the cold air seeped in bringing us closer. I was hard and so was he. By this point, we were too spent for another round. We just laid there moving in slow steady rhythms until we nodded off.
He woke me in the morning while the bus neared his destination. He gave me a hug and a blowjob before we dressed up. It was a good thing that he set the alarm. Else both of us would have been screwed. Both of us naked and in that compromising position would have been the end!
We bid our goodbyes after exchanging numbers only to be reunited the next day. Turns out, his place was not so far both from home and in Bangalore. What happened the day after is another story on its own. Nervousness – lust – love – and even some domination.
I got down at my usual stop, hailed an auto. When I took out my wallet to pay the driver, I smiled. The condom lay there yet to fulfill its purpose. I threw it away knowing that I would never be using one again. I was glad that I forgot I had one the night before.
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As the reality that Kevin would actually be living with her hit Simone, she felt happier than she had in years. Her husband was not much more than a memory (outside the large child support checks that arrived each month), she her darling daughter and her loving brother in her home, and her brother's baby in her belly. Simone knew that most of the world would more than frown on the part involving her carrying her brother's baby, but she didn't care. Not only had Greg lost interest in...
She strolled down next to the lake to vent some steam by swimming. She laid her bags on the ground and hid them with an invisibility charm, so she would not be disturbed or teased. She kept her robes on so she could hide them in the water and placed the bubble head charm on herself and then dove into the water. It was cold, unseasonably so, but she quickly remedied that by using a warming charm on herself. She kicked fiercely through the water trying to get as far from land as possible,...
Those days I had quarreled with Victor about my new black slut condition. He finally yelled at me I could do whatever I wanted. It was perfect; I could fuck Tyrone every time I wanted… or when he wanted…Friday at early evening I got dressed. Then I looked in the mirror. A nice big black cock slut looked back. I wore false eyelashes and a heavy makeup.I had been shopping with my naughty girlfriend Maura; lots of underwear…I was now wearing a black lycra dress. It was split down the front, almost...
I looked at her with new eyes. Her hair was hanging forwards and her sweet face looked so soft. I looked at her perfectly straight legs, slightly tanned. He thighs were full and her calves had a lovely roundness to them. She had a woman’s legs - not those of a typical skinny schoolgirl. I felt my cock starting to twitch and decided the best thing would be to get this over with a.s.a.p. I moved behind her, holding the ruler poised above her glorious behind. Simone The Schoolgirl (Part One) A...
StraightKevin's question would be answered sooner than either he or Simone would have imagined. Later that evening, while the two were watching TV, Simone received a text message which read, "Good news. I'm here. Can you pick me up at the airport? I just landed. You know where I'll be. See you soon." Simone had wanted her husband home so badly. Two weeks before she would have jumped for joy at receiving his text. But things had changed significantly since then. Simone had admitted to her anger...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
Hermione still had a souvenir from her last visit to the doc. The long brown-haired coed was still quite sore which became apparent when her panties rubbed against her blotchy swollen red blood blistered and purple bruises that adorned her hurting bottom. She did manage a tense smile as she put on her schoolgirl scratchy wool black dress and left. She had no choice but to keep her office appointment Monday because she had failed to obtain the physical certificate which could not attend Brown...
Simone was sure she knew what Kevin was going to attempt, and she couldn't believe it. She wasn't able to close her legs because he was between them. She couldn't move far from her place on the bed because her vagina was filled with Kevin's semen and she wanted it to stay pooled around her cervix. Simone hadn't been ready for Kevin to do what he was about to do because she feared that it would turn him off from the act altogether. But THIS ... doing this NOW would surely keep him from...
Simone's high school adventure part two by Simone Clark Author's note: This is the second part of Simone's high school adventures with her dear friend Elaine. The majority of the story is absolutely true including the bondage scenes as was experienced by yours truly, however, there are a couple of incidences used for dramatic effect that are not. I leave it to you, the reader, to determine which is which. After the fateful day that Simone was revealed to Elaine, our relationship...
Over the next 24 hours, Simone carried on her routine, including taking two home pregnancy tests and stopping by a local clinic for a real test; all of which were negative. Simone then made her way home after running a few errands, baby in tow. She couldn't wait until Kevin came over after school. He hadn't stayed over the night before because his parents wanted some time with him. As Simone entered her kitchen, the first thing she saw as she came into the kitchen was a single rose and a...
"I said, 'Kev, there is one thing that would help me a lot right now.' He asked what. I said, 'Well, it might seem kind of weird, but ... Could you just, hold me for a minute?'" "Mmmmm... ," Monica mumbled. "That sounds risky seeing as how vulnerable you were." "I know. I think I kind of surprised him. I probably even surprised myself by saying it. And he looked a little confused, or something. I'm not sure, but maybe the problem wasn't whether or not he should say yes. The...
Monica did call Simone to touch base the following day. She purposely avoided bringing up Kevin, choosing to wait and see if Simone mentioned it, which she did not. The women spoke several more times over the next week, but Monica did not make the personal visit she had promised for nearly ten days. Simone heard the doorbell ring one morning and was surprised but pleased to see Monica on her front step. "Hey, you!" Simone exclaimed as she opened the door to invite her friend in. "Hi,...
Gator Note: The title says it all as the action shiftsfrom attention to Hermione and given to her friend Harry. An opportunity to set a story back in a place and time where ones creativity will make this a fantastic read. It had all started with a hurtful act by a suprisingly nice boy who was rude in an unfashionable way and that was his bottom watching or more more specifically visible panty lined butts. That had been the catalyst for a lonely eighteen year-old shy boy who did not have a...
Ron’s Point Of View POV Things really started to change when my lovely domme said the following, “Ron put on my panties!” That indeed as hard as it may seem to accept is what a feisty Hermione said to me. It was with those words my current events teacher in private held in her hot hand the trump card. While it may sound insane it once I put on her panties the die was set for me to do whatever she may say because this, woman who happened to be my teacher held my life and future class room...
Kevin came over as had become the pattern and asked what he could help Simone with. She had a small list of chores, which Kevin got started on immediately. Before either of them realized, it was time for dinner. Simone was aware that they hadn't had time yet to talk. She ordered a pizza and nursed the baby while they waited for it to arrive. Finally the baby was in bed and Simone and Kevin sat across from one another at the kitchen table, eating pizza and sharing basic chit-chat. When they...
Greg was awakened in a way he had not been for years. He awoke to the delightful feeling of having his penis sucked to erection. He could scarcely believe his eyes when he looked down and saw that Simone had opened his robe and was kneeling next to the couch with his semi-hard cock in her mouth. "Holy shit, Simone!" He exclaimed. "What the hell is all this about?" "Oh, Greg," she cooed after removing his member from her mouth, "After the things you said this morning, I just wanted to...
Note to readers: This is set in the same story universe as the other stories in the Prisoner's Dilemma word, "Curiosity Killed the Cat" and "Separate the Men From the Boys," which contains some background information. Prisoner's Dilemma Nor Hell a Fury like a Woman Scorned Lockman University had been in turmoil since Professor Ripley had invented the biomass reorganizer four years before. The astonishing new creation hadn't simply thrown communities of physicists and doctors...
After a painful talk with Kevin, Simone decided the best course of action was to try and get some sleep, then figure out in the morning what was next. She wanted more than anything to follow Kevin to the guest room and sleep the night in his arms. But that clearly wasn't an option given the current occupancy of the house. It was something of a relief when the baby awoke wanting to be changed and fed. Simone sent Kevin back to the guest room and encouraged him to try and sleep, while she...
Author’s note: This story is among the first that I ever wrote (I’ve been writing for three years now). I have written fifty stories (almost a million words) since but never quite figured out what to do with this piece. So here it is; I hope you enjoy it and that you’ll let me know what you think in any [email protected] By: JackieAudrey Cummings hung up the phone as a shiver of anticipation raced through her forty year old body. Judy McKay was bringing over a thirteen year old young...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby grant permission to post this story, make it available for download, or send it to a one or more of your kinky friends, as long...
I spent Saturday afternoon in the beauty parlor. My cunt was smooth, not a single hair remaining in my soft pubis. The girl who had shaved me had liked my tattoo above my clit.She ran a finger over it, making me shiver. My legs parted slightly. She smiled at me; then ran her fingers over my outer labia, causing it to part. “Now let me check your anus; let’s make sure I’ve not missed anything.”I rolled over, onto my knees, ass in the air. I felt her hot breath on my bum. A finger brushed my...