Millie
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Millie's pussy was wet again. Ever since her last stay with Uncle Biff, it had moistened at least once a day, and sometimes more. Without Uncle Biff being there to sort it out for her, she'd found she could do something to help with just her fingers. Before she'd left, Uncle Biff had promised that next time she came to stay with him, he would make sure she had no problem with a wet pussy and no way of sorting it.
In the meantime, he suggested, her brothers might help, or even her father – but he might be less willing than Tommy or Jack.
Millie was the middle one, in terms of age. Tommy was fourteen and Jack sixteen. He seemed much older though, because his voice had begun to deepen and he'd sprouted hairs under his arms. He'd grown a lot, too, in the last six months: in a way, he'd also grown away from her and Tommy, because suddenly their mother was finding him lots of chores and things, which generally involved him in locking himself away with her in her room. It was obviously dirty work, Millie thought, because he spent so much time in the bathroom afterwards – and even on days he didn't help out Mama.
Still, there was always Tommy. He seemed fed up that Mama didn't want him around so much as his older brother. Millie guessed he'd be down at the pool at the end of the dusty lane they lived on. She decided to go look for him. She put her little pink sundress on, and grabbed a towel from the airing cupboard, thinking that the weather was warm enough to go skinny-dipping in the pool, and that would certainly cool her pussy.
Tommy was squatting beside the water, wearing his swimming trunks and tossing pebbles in, as near the center as possible.
'Hi, Tommy, ' Millie said as she reached his side. 'Wotcha doin'?'
'Tossin' skimmers, ' he replied. He looked round for another flat pebble, just as Mille squatted beside him, and saw she was naked beneath the sundress.
'That your pussy?' he asked, staring at it unabashedly.
Millie saw where he was looking and a sudden flush of warmth flowed along her fuck tube.
'Sure is. Ain't you seen one before?'
'Nope.'
She brought her legs together, cutting off his view. 'You can look at it if I can look at your cock.'
Uncle Biff had told her a man's thing was called that. Or prick, or various other names.
Tommy looked startled at first, then shrugged. 'Deal, ' he said.
He wriggled out of his swimming trunks and revealed that he had a small erection – around four inches, Mille guessed: about half the size of Uncle Biff's. She took hold of it, and tried to get near, so she could study it in close-up, while Tommy wanted to get close to her pussy. In time, they turned into the classic sixty-nine position, which so admirably suited their purpose.
While Millie examined the smooth shaft and roseate head of Tommy's cock, he held her thighs apart and stared at her pussy. She rubbed his cock head, and heard his indrawn breath. The lack of any accompanying comment she took as encouragement, and rubbed again.
Tommy, meanwhile, edged his fingers closer to Millie's slit, which was already juicy with her lubricant. As he explored further with his fingertips, he found himself drawn to the widening hole at the bottom of her slit, which seemed to invite examination. Gingerly, he inserted one finger, then – hearing Millie's indrawn breath and sigh – two. She sighed again.
'Oh, Tommy, that's nice. Keep doing that, ' she urged him, all the while not relaxing her grip on his cock.
Uncle Biff had put his fingers inside her several times, causing her to feel hot and excited until she had almost, on that last occasion, passed out with pleasure. Tommy was less expert than their Uncle, given that this was the first time he'd been able to explore a girl's twat, but the feeling was still there, still good.
Tommy, for his part, was feeling an excruciating but wonderful ache in his perineum. His cock felt ramrod stiff, like it had never done before, and he began making little thrusting movements to drive it through the tube formed by Millie's hands.
Suddenly, that feeling of ecstasy which Millie craved swept through her. She let go of Tommy's cock and laid back on the ground, enjoying the warmth coursing through her as her little pussy twitched and convulsed around his fingers. She reached down and pulled them out of her.
'T-too sensitive, just now, ' she gasped.
Tommy groaned with disappointment, his cock throbbing freely now she had released it. Millie heard and understood dimly his frustration, reached up and pulled him on top of her. Almost the minute his cock found itself squeezed between her mound and his stomach, it belched forth its first-ever offering of a clear juice, powerful jets that left streaks all over her belly, and on the skirt of the sundress which was turned up over her breasts.
That was it for him. Tommy slipped down so he was laying full length on her. Millie's legs parted so he could settle comfortably between them, and he found his face inches from hers. He discovered he wanted to kiss her, and did so. Millie responded enthusiastically: this was something Uncle Biff hadn't done, on the lips – though he had kissed her in other places. Millie liked being kissed on the lips almost as much as she'd enjoyed feeling his mouth sucking out the wetness from her pussy. Maybe Tommy could be taught to kiss her pussy and Uncle Biff her lips, so she could achieve the best of both techniques with either man or boy.
'Whooo!' Tommy exclaimed. 'That felt great.'
'For me too, ' said Millie, her enthusiasm returning. 'Can you go again?'
They both looked down at his cock, which had shrunk to around a quarter of its erect length.
'Maybe if I played with it again?' Millie wondered.
'Try it, ' he said.
He rolled onto his side so Millie could reach him comfortably and she began squeezing and flicking the tip gently.
'Why don't you play with my pussy again, ' she suggested.
The youngsters wriggled round so they were again in the sixty-nine position, with Tommy on his back, able to reach Millie's twat with his tongue, and Millie's mouth positioned over his cock, which had begun to show signs of interest. It seemed like a no-brainer for her to capture the tip of his cock between her soft lips and draw it into her mouth.
Tommy's cock rapidly stiffened. Millie felt the pleasurable wetness in her pussy.
'Okay, do me now, Tommy, ' she said.
Tommy slid his fingers once more into her entrance and reamed them in and out. At the same time, Millie handled his cock, once again trapped between them.
'Get on top, ' she directed.
He did so, and she delighted in the feel of his stiffness rubbing against her mound.
'Wait a minute, ' she said, 'just rub your cock up and down.'
Tommy tried to figure out what she meant, and began dry humping her, rubbing his prick against her pussy lips. It felt good to him. He rubbed harder.
'Slowly, Tommy, ' Millie urged, her hips rising and falling in response to her own desire.
Tommy's cock slid along the soaking slit of her pussy lips, and his fingers were still inserted in her entrance. She jerked beneath him, forcing his fingers out of her, but placing the tip of his cock exactly at her entrance. Next time she humped her hips upwards and Tommy powered his downwards, his cock slid effortlessly into her fuck tube. There was a moment's tightness, then he was suddenly in her all the way.
Millie had felt his cock press into her unused pussy, and the sudden tightening that signaled the end of her virginity. What followed was delight, pleasure, ecstasy, like nothing she had experienced before – not even at the hands of Uncle Biff.
But then, he'd told her she would experience his cock the next time she stayed over at his place.
She'd seen him ejaculate, though. Long ropes of white, creamy jism had shot from his cock, quite unlike the colorless spooge Tommy had fired off earlier, and she knew that Uncle Biff's spooge could give her a baby, while Tommy's could not.
Which meant she could practice with Tommy all she liked without getting pregnant.
Uncle Biff would be a different proposition, and she needed to decide whether or not she was going to let him impregnate her or not.
Tommy fucked her steadily. She locked her ankles behind him and used her leg muscles to pull him into her each time he pumped her. This time, she felt her climax coming on and simply rode it out, gasping and grunting as the waves hit her. She felt her pussy clamping round Tommy's cock, but was quite happy for him to carry on reaming her out. She'd felt nothing like it before, ever, and knew she wanted to experience fucking a lot more, now she had.
Tommy began fucking her hard. She reveled in it, savored it, comfortable with the thought that even if he shot off inside her, there would be no consequences in the shape of a baby.
Tommy's expression suddenly settled into a rictus, his teeth bared, and he pressed hard into her and held himself there, quivering with the effort.
She felt his cock throb three, four, five times, and her pussy responded by going into a spasm of its own, squeezing and milking for every last drop of his fuck juice.
Finally, he collapsed on her, and rolled off to the side, his cock sliding out of her well-used pussy. A final weak spurt coated her pussy lips with his spooge.
Millie was glad he hadn't gotten any more jizz on her sundress. She explored the sloppy mess that was her fuck tube, pushing more of his goo inside with her fingers. She lifted them to her mouth and licked the creamy spend from them.
Creamy?
She collected another globule of jism from her pussy and looked at it. No longer colorless, this time, Tommy's jizz was white and creamy like their uncle's.
'Oh shit!' she breathed.
'What's the matter?'
'You fucked me properly, ' Millie replied. 'Your jizz, it looks like Uncle Biff's, and he said that could make me pregnant.'
'Pregnant?'
She looked at him askance. 'Have a baby, you idiot.'
Tommy smiled and shook his head. 'You can't have my baby, ' he said confidently.
'And why's that?' she asked. 'I'm in the middle of my fertile time and you just fucked me with proper baby juice.'
'Because I'm your brother, and everyone knows that sisters don't have their brothers' babies.'
She pushed him aside and sat up.
'That, idiot brother mine, is because brothers should not fuck their sisters, not because, if they do, they can't make a baby.'
He stared at her, then down at her snatch which was still leaking his jizz. 'So I could have put a baby inside you, Millie?' he asked.
'I'd say there's a fair chance.'
'Why didn't you tell me?'
'Because when you squirted me before, all your juice was colorless, and there wasn't so much of it. This time, your juice is white and creamy, and I'm just certain it's teeming with your little baby-makers.'
Tommy hung his head. 'What are we going to do about it, Millie? What can we do?'
She thought about it for a minute. 'I'm going swimming. It'll probably wash it all out and we'll be okay.'
'I'll come with you.'
The siblings entered the pool after Millie removed her sundress, and were splashing about when Jack appeared on the bank.
'Hi. Wotcha doin'?' he asked.
Tommy stood up. He was in shallow water so his nakedness was immediately apparent. 'Swimmin'. '
Millie had been sitting on the rock-strewn floor of the pond and had two fingers inside her twat, opening it to let the water wash away all that was inside. Now she stood up.
'What've you been doin' with Mama?' she asked.
He colored up. 'Aw, this and that.'
'Such as?'
'Nothin'. I can't tell you.'
'Why's that, Jack?'
'Cos she made me promise. If I tell, she won't let me ... again.'
'Won't let you what? You gotta say now, Jack, or we're gonna tell her you told us, anyway.'
Jack stared at his younger siblings.
'Come on, Jack: spill the beans, ' Millie encouraged.
'Yeah. You gotta tell us now, or else, ' Tommy chimed in, earning a filthy look from his brother.
Jack drew in a deep breath. 'Okay. If I tell you, you have to promise to keep it to yourselves. You're not supposed to know until you're older.'
'Okay, ' said Millie, 'we promise.'
Tommy nodded his agreement.
Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. 'Okay. Here's the SP: Mama's been showing me how to fuck. She says I'm gettin' to be a man, and I have to know how to fuck a girl.'
Millie arched her eyebrows. 'She's been letting you fuck her?'
Jack's bottom lip protruded. 'Well, yeah.'
Millie asked, 'And how many girls have you fucked since mother showed you how?'
Jack blushed. 'None. Mother says that I mustn't until she says it's all right.'
'So you actually fuck your stuff into her?' asked Millie, frowning.
'Of course, ' Jack said, trying for insouciance.
'You don't mind getting her pregnant?'
Jack took on the appearance of a terrified rabbit, perhaps appropriately.
'She said I needn't worry about pregnancy, that it was okay to cum in her.'
Millie rolled her eyes. 'She didn't say that you can't make her pregnant, only that you needn't worry about it if you do.'
Jack gulped. 'You think so?'
'How many times have you fucked her?'
'A couple of times a day for ... for about a month.'
'I reckon that'll do it. If she isn't pregnant now it's because she can't.'
Jack seemed to gather himself. 'Anyway, what do you know about it, little sister?'
'Do you think you're the only one in this house who is fucking?'
Jack looked at her, then at Tommy. 'Why? Who's fucking? Who's fucking who?'
Millie smiled. 'Whom. Not "who". None of your business, unless you want to share what you've learned with Tommy and me.'
As she spoke, the implications of her words made her pussy start to moisten again. The thought of Jack having a cock that was bigger than Tommy's was intriguing. She wanted to see it.
'Why don't you get undressed and join us, ' she invited.
Jack looked at her, then stripped off his clothes. He stepped into the water and waded towards them. As he did, Millie sank down until just her head was visible above the water, and her pale body was spread out just below the surface. Jack stopped at her feet and stared down at her. He squatted down in the water and reached forward to place his hands on her belly. She watched him silently.
Jack turned to Tommy. 'Shouldn't you go somewhere and play with yourself?'
'He can stay and watch, ' said Millie. 'If he wants.'
'Learn how to do it, ' said Jack.
'He has nothing to learn from you, ' said Millie.
Jack stared at her, then at Tommy. 'You two?'
'Who do you think?' she asked.
'But ... pregnancy?'
'No worries, ' she said airily.
Jack's eyebrows arched. 'Can I?'
'If you want.'
Millie let him help her to her feet and they both waded back to the shore. She lay down on the small beach, and Jack lay beside her, his cock, already a couple of inches longer than his brother's, suddenly rigid.
'Here, turn, ' she commanded, and the two siblings were soon head to tail. 'Now eat me, Jack, ' she said. 'Tommy, you can play with my tits.'
She wrapped her lips round Jack's tumescence and drew it into her mouth. Tommy managed to get his head in place to lick and suck at her breasts, and Millie found she was enjoying that enormously, when suddenly Jack's mouth descended on her twat.
It was like a light had been turned on. Every pleasure center in her body lit up and a ball of heat rushed through her.
'Ooooh ... Aaaargh ... Wooooowwww! Aieeeeh!!!'
Her power of speech deserted her then as Jack pushed more of his cock into her mouth. She was capable only of a series of groans, until the exquisite sensations she was experiencing died back, like a fire which gets over the first rush of flame and settles into a comfortable red-heat of warmth.
Millie had forgotten what she was doing with Jack's cock, and he withdrew it from between her lips. While she still rolled her hips, he pushed between her legs and a moment later, his cock burrowed into her fuck tube. The pleasure she experienced was overwhelming. Tommy kept sucking at her breasts, alternately with rubbing them, and suddenly Jack stiffened on top of her, thrusting hard against the soft tissues of her cervix. This time, as his cock lurched, she felt his load spewing inside her and had another blinding flash of sheer ecstasy.
Jack rolled off her, his place taken at once by Tommy, who did not hesitate to push his own straining cock into her greasy twat and pump away.
Millie couldn't speak. All the stimulations her body was experiencing were too much. She lay there, trying to hump back at her younger brother, eventually laying passively while he pumped her full of his own jizz.
Millie was almost numb with pleasure.
Afterwards, she rose shakily to her knees. 'Must get in the pool, ' she muttered, staggering into the water once more while her two exhausted brothers watched, their cocks shrunken and shiny with their combined juices.
When they returned home, it was a bit later than it should have been, and Mama was clearly not pleased.
'I was looking for you to help me with something this afternoon, Jack, ' she said, pointedly.
Jack shrugged. 'Sorry.'
Millie had shot upstairs to change out of her sundress – more especially, to put on some knickers and a bra before her mother noticed she wasn't wearing any. When she returned, in a T-shirt and mini-skirt, dinner was on the table and everyone, including her father, Paul, was waiting for her.
'I have news for you kids, ' he said. 'Your Uncle Biff has said we can all go and spend a couple of weeks with him in the mountains. Would you like that?'
Millie wasn't sure. A couple of weeks with Uncle Biff alone would be interesting, she felt sure, but if all her family were there, she wondered how she would ever find the opportunity for them to play more games with her pussy and his prick. She wondered how it would feel if he stuck his big prick inside her like her brothers had.
Tommy and Jack seemed enthusiastic about the idea, though, so Millie nodded and smiled.
Daddy was smiling, too, and she caught him staring at her: not her face, but her developing boobs, before his gaze dropped to the expanse of her thighs visible below the short hem of her skirt. It was, she realized, the same way Uncle Biff had looked at her that first day, before he'd taken her into his den and shown her things to do with her body – and his. Maybe, she thought, it was just because Daddy was Uncle Biff's brother.
After they'd put away the dinner things, Daddy and the children settled in front of the TV while Mama had gone to her bedroom. She came down and joined them, wearing her robe. She sat near the boys, glancing from time to time at Jack, until she had his attention. With the slightest of movements, she caused the robe to open and slip along her legs until almost all her thighs were visible. She rested her hands on the bare skin and slowly began rubbing. Jack's gaze was rooted to her, Millie noticed, her own pussy beginning to weep again.
Mama had been shifting in her seat for a minute or two before she stood up.
'Jack, I need you to help ne with something. Come upstairs.'
Jack stood up and took a step, then stopped and turned to her. 'Can Tommy help too?'
'No!' Mama said at once, then stopped and looked at her younger son. To Jack, she said, 'Why? Do you think he could help?'
Her hand was pressed against her pussy mound, the fingers stretched so the longest must have been forcing the silk material of her robe into her slit, Millie thought. Wow.
'Yes, Mama, ' Jack replied.
Their mother looked uncertain for a moment, then shrugged. 'Then why not – if Tommy wants to join us.'
Tommy and Daddy were both looking at Mama. Tommy was all eagerness, Daddy's expression more of a satisfied smile. The boys followed their mother up to her room.
'Come here, honey, ' Daddy said, holding out an arm towards Millie. 'Let's you and I get comfortable.'
Millie noticed the swelling in her daddy's trousers that was so much like the one in Uncle Biff's. She wondered what Daddy's cock would feel like in her hand, or in her pussy, which was quite wet once again and achingly empty. Now she'd had a couple of cocks in her, she knew what it felt like to be full, and very agreeable it was, too. She sat beside her daddy and felt safe and comfortable as he wrapped an arm round her. She wondered if she could rub her pussy without his noticing.
Millie surreptitiously slid her hand beneath the folds of her skirt on the side away from her daddy, and felt for her dripping twat. When she looked at Daddy, though, she realized he must have seen the slight movement. His eyes were riveted on her pussy, and the lump in his trousers was even more marked.
'Are you okay, baby?' he asked.
'Just a little itchy, Daddy, ' she said.
'Can I scratch it for you?'
Millie nodded and pulled her short skirt up so he could see her knickers and the damp spot forming where they covered her dripping fuck tube.
Daddy used his free hand to rub slowly up and down her slit, through the thin covering of her panties. The sensations this kicked off in her made her close her eyes and moan with pleasure. Daddy's other hand, the one round her shoulders, was suddenly rubbing the hard little nipples on her tennis-ball-sized breasts through the material of her T-shirt, and the heat in her belly made her wriggle with excitement.
'Are you enjoying this, baby?' Daddy asked.
'Yesss, ' she moaned.
'Good. So am I, but it must be our little secret, Millie. You have to promise not to tell anyone I'm doing this for you. Otherwise I might have to go away for a long time.'
'I promise, Daddy, ' Millie replied, feeling the gushing heat fingers in her twat and flicking her nipples always caused. 'Mmmm!'
'You like that?' her father asked thickly.
'Oooh! Yesss!'
'Then would you do something for me, baby? Somethin' I'd like as much?'
'Yes, Daddy. Anything.'
He took his hand away from her snatch long enough to unfasten his trousers and pull the zipper down until his cock sprang out.
It was stiff, the shaft was red and veined, and the smooth head almost purple. Millie unhesitatingly reached out and grasped it, while her father pulled aside the material of her panties and after lubricating his finger with her juices, he thrust it firmly into her love channel.
Daddy's finger was so much bigger than Tommy's or even Jack's pricks. It pushed and prodded at the walls of her pussy, widening and stretching it. Millie's tummy began to heave, and she humped her hips up at her daddy's finger, trying to get it ever further inside her.
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For several years now I have tried to hold back the ever encroaching commercialism of Christmas by dressing up in an old tattered Santa suit with a lovely and believable old wig, beard and antique bell to make my Christmas Eve rounds of several local hospitals and nursing homes. Ironically you wouldn’t expect such institutions to admit a foreign Santa into their midst, but my years as a health care administrator have taught me how to receive instant acceptance. Generally, personnel in these...
Me and Milly had been fucking around for about a month now, we had had some good long sessions where I had actually stayed over and slept with her, sneaking around wasn’t too bad either. It had started to get harder as Julie was beginning to ask more questions about where I was. But they weren’t too difficult to fend off. But I didn’t know if I could do it for long. Mine and Milly’s relationship was also developing nicely too. She was sweet and loving, and when we went out of town to do things,...
Milly couldn’t disagree with my choices however with her wearing a baggy nightshirt I was going purely by memory which had already given me a boner which was again clearly visible pushing up the front of my shorts, “Maybe you would like a closer look Frank?” she suggested as the juice was taking a firm hold on her inhibitions as she finished off her drink.“Mmm Milly, I think that would be a great idea” I replied with a twinkle in my eye and suggested she stand up in front of me for her...
While Milly was out of the room Janie sat back on the sofa and now had a look of lust on her face albeit she didn’t know it and I could see her nipples standing out like little bullets and she was still licking her lips as she got to grips with the after taste in her mouth, “Do you mind if I stay naked Janie?” I asked as I sat back with my limp cock hanging down, Janie giggled as she looked down between my legs and I got the impression she was enjoying seeing her first male specimen, “Oh no...
Milly was off school today as there was one of those teacher training days and as Rachel had a full day of appointments she asked if I would be kind enough to keep an eye on her which of course I accepted, I liked Milly and I knew her experience was far greater than her tender years and I wanted to get her to open up and tell me about her life, I felt pretty good about it and after making some fresh juice I was looking forward to an interesting day.As I was still in the recovery stage I felt it...
The stew was eaten. Bob, knowing the women would feel more comfortable bathing if he wasn't in the building, said he was going over to the saloon for a drink and to play a game or two of cards. Millie tested the water in the tub, which was still steaming. Boots stood nearby, having announced that she was going to remain there to assist the bather in and out of the tub, and "deal with any trespassers." Millie was fairly sure nobody would molest them, but she didn't say anything. She'd...
Two weeks went by, and no one came asking about Millie. School was going very well, in Millie's opinion. The town fathers apparently thought so too, because she was provided with fifty cents credit at the general store each week. Of course the town fathers didn't know Boots was a student too. They'd have probably laughed at the idea, but Mille was quite happy with the progress her friend was making. Bob showed up at school one day and asked if he could borrow the three thirteen-year-old...
School, on the day after Millie learned to masturbate, was no different than any other day. Boots was there, but her actions, and Millie's thoughts, were both as normal as the day is long. Even when Boots followed her back to the little house in which her sexual world had doubled in size, Millie's thoughts were on what she was going to teach Boots that night - subtraction. She had Boots pick up two handfuls of pebbles on the way to the house. Then, on the table, she manipulated the...
(Continued from Millie’s Slutbook profile I) The ambience of the candlelit background, the glistening pink satin sheets and pillows, the six or seven dildos scattered around her like slaves, this sweaty, shimmering, tanned, blond, voluptuous Asian Catwoman looked like a modern day sex goddess. She looked around, much to her pleasure, seeing dildos of all different shapes, sizes and different skin colors. She just loved the human skin tones! Two of them were electronic, vibrators namely. All...
(Continued from Millie’s Slutbook profile I) The ambience of the candlelit background, the glistening pink satin sheets and pillows, the six or seven dildos scattered around her like slaves, this sweaty, shimmering, tanned, blond, voluptuous Asian Catwoman looked like a modern day sex goddess. She looked around, much to her pleasure, seeing dildos of all different shapes, sizes and different skin colors. She just loved the human skin tones! Two of them were electronic, vibrators namely. All...
ToysMillie's Memorable Holiday Part 1 Millicent C. Bender (Millie to her mom and dad, but M.C. to most of her friends)had a lot going for her. A very attractive and athletic young woman, she wasthe star pitcher for her company's softball team, and a good worker alwaysready and eager to jump into new assignments. Her long silky raven hair, hazeleyes, lithe athletic figure and a congenial personality, attracted a lot ofattention from her male co-workers. Memorial Day was approaching, and M.C. was...
With Boots keeping an eye on Millie, Bob felt like he could check in with the authorities. To that end, he went to the Sheriff's office. He found Sheriff Clint Miller sitting back in his desk chair, his boots up on his battered desk. There were a few faded and curled wanted posters on the walls, but in reality there wasn't much for a lawman to do in the little town of Beaverton. He was used to things being sedate, and this recent uproar had him nervous. He stared at Doc, who had just...
Millie found out the whole sordid story of Boots and Jasper quite by accident. She'd gone to the general store, to pick up some flour and lard. Bessie Robinson, the mayor's wife, was there, engaged in gossiping about whether or not Melissa Thistledown, a local rancher's wife, was simply gaining weight or pregnant again. When she saw Millie she squared her shoulders and approached. "There is something I wish to discuss with you, dear," she said, confronting the teacher. "Yes?" said...
Introduction: As told to Eric SAXON I was only six years old when my father died. Since that horrible time my Uncle Hugh became my stand in father. He took me places like camping and hunting and fishing. We often went to get a hamburger, or just shopping together. The older I got the more I loved to shop. He was a lifelong bachelor, and lived across the street from mother (his sister) and me for many years. He was always available to baby-sit and I knew I could trust him and ask him any...
Millie hesitated. She was not sure if she should go ahead with it, but she just had to – her hidden desires were becoming harder to control. She needed to stay anonymous. She couldn’t afford to be found out. That would ruin her good girl image, and maybe her career too. She was a library assistant in a local college… in the daytime. She was actually a sweet naive innocent country girl who just recently turned twenty and moved to the big city to start a job. But she had a second side. A dark...
Millie hesitated. She was not sure if she should go ahead with it, but she just had to – her hidden desires were becoming harder to control. She needed to stay anonymous. She couldn't afford to be found out. That would ruin her good girl image, and maybe her career too. She was a library assistant in a local college... in the daytime. She was actually a sweet naive innocent country girl who just recently turned twenty and moved to the big city to start a job. But she had a second side. A dark...
ToysDoc stared down at the girl on his table. He was beginning to be concerned. She'd been out for a long time. She was very pale, and that didn't bode well. He picked up the needle he'd used to stitch up her wound and began prodding various places on her body, looking for reaction. He got normal pain reflexes from her body, suggesting the nerves were working, but she didn't wake up. Next he pressed his ear to her chest, listening to her heart. It was strong, but seemed slower than normal....
Bob had them prepare a plate to take back to his patient. When he brought the towel-covered food back to his office, the girl was still asleep. Her color was better. He examined the scrapes that weren't covered by her new dress and nodded with satisfaction that none of them looked inflamed. Her mouth was closed now, which suggested she wasn't under quite so deep. He gazed at the lush lips. He hadn't kissed lips like those in ... he couldn't even remember how long it had been. Whores...
Doc stepped forward, putting himself between Millie and the trapper who had so unexpectedly claimed Millie as his mail order bride. He held up his hands for silence, and people began to stop their nervous chatter. When it was quiet, he spoke. "How do we know any of this is true?" he asked. "Millie can't remember anything of her past." Black postured. "Her name is Jenette Duchette, and I paid a hundred and fifty dollars fer the right to marry up with her. It don't matter if she...
Boots sat loosely in the saddle, letting the horse walk at its own pace through the twilight. Since arriving in Beaverton, she'd made it her business to know who was who and what was what. Normally, that didn't extend to the cowboys who worked the various ranches around. Dusty had changed that, though. She was still confused by the man. It was unusual for her to think about any particular man for more than a few minutes at a time. Bob was one of the exceptions to that general trait. And...
Still upset, Bob walked around town for a while, to settle down before going back to his office to go to bed. Along the way, he saw lights in windows, and smelled the odors of cooking. He heard snippets of conversation from open windows or doors. These little domestic scenes made him feel lonely and empty. He felt like a fool for letting a girl almost young enough to be his daughter get under his skin and steal his heart. Finally, he turned toward his surgery. He was still a hundred yards...
Author’s Note: This is long, complex, and different, be patient and let the story play out. ***** Jeff Winters was excited and couldn’t wait to get home. He had been told by a guy at work about a life changing place to go for vacation. Jeff and his wife had skipped a summer vacation this year because his project at work was behind schedule and she was taking classes at the university during the summer. Jeff was twenty eight and his beautiful wife Joanie was twenty four. They had met when he...
My success has me staggered. Not only is Mikal a mage but he can be so much more. I’ve checked and checked, but in all of Mother’s records from Keltria, no one had ever been accepted by items designed by two different Queens. It is unprecedented. The Keltrian race is matriarchal, but I knew David’s people were not. Then again, Mikal was not strictly human or even a man. He was female when he wanted to be thanks to his shapeshifting genes, and he did come into season, he could give birth to...
The train ride was sure to be a long one. She was traveling from Chicago to California on the Zephyr. She was on her way to make a life for herself in the west. She wasn’t sure doing what yet, but knew that she could do it out west. She sighed and decided to go sit in the observation car for a while. She brushed back the golden brown locks from her face as she picked up her book and left her sleeper room. She was a fairly small woman so the semi-tight quarters didn’t really bother her that...
The art of copulation is an immersion of both mind and body, the female body fitting snugly into the male form, locked together for a private personal liasion, where only they two exist, or something like that.A good fuck, is somehow a shortened but more down to Earth way of expressing the same sentiments, and I am all in favour of a good shagging.I suspect a lot of guys would suffer pre-mature ejaculation if they knew that their sisters and mothers were masturbating in the next room, and very...
Watching it grow. Taking my morning jog I got to know the local sights and sounds which for me, as a writer, made for interesting notes as soon as I got home, jotting down anything that struck my eye that I could possibly use. Foremost in my notes were the obvious love and passion Cecilia had for her beautiful garden, breathing in the multiple scents of the flora there, the way it was all set out in apertures of light crazy paving and small trellises. It came to the point that every morning...
Chapter Three: Shelena's Futa Passions Grow By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Shelena Lowell's Week, Thursday Guanting Chan... I couldn't get the nerdy futa out of my mind. She was what lingered in my thoughts after my gangbang by the A/V Club. That had been a wild afternoon. Not only had they filmed it, but they streamed live on the internet on the college's Twitch account. Soon, it would be edited and uploaded to YouTube with links for people to buy the DVDs of a futa-bully's first...
Shelena Lowell’s Week, Thursday Guanting Chan... I couldn’t get the nerdy futa out of my mind. She was what lingered in my thoughts after my gangbang by the A/V Club. That had been a wild afternoon. Not only had they filmed it, but they streamed live on the internet on the school’s Twitch account. Soon, it would be edited and uploaded to YouTube with links for people to buy the DVDs of a futa-bully’s first gangbang. And all I could think about was Guanting Chan. There was no denying that...
My pantyhose fetish continues to grow…Over the next few years my lust for wearing pantyhose intensified. I would take pantyhose from wherever I could find them. I had a grandmother who often wore darker shades, i.e., dark grey, off-black, dark suntan, medium suntan, coffee, black and sometimes navy.When I was young I often noticed her pantyhose because she wore so many different brands that it was easy to discern she wasn’t wearing the same style day after day. She bought the majority of her...
This story took place around 10 years back with my sweet SIL. This softcore relationship between us continues to date. Currently, I am 38 years and residing along the IT highway in Chennai, happily married with kids. I am still leading a great sex life with a few more incidents in life that I would be sharing on this forum soon. My sexual feelings were well developed at a very young age and I don’t remember anyone teaching me about masturbation. I have had many on and off relationships right...
IncestIt was a little before nine AM when Sally knocked on Billy's door. He had been up for a little more than two hours and was happy to see his girlfriend. “Sally, I am so glad you came over this morning. I am looking forward to spending the day with you. I have just finished my homework. Are you done with yours?” “Yes, Billy. I did my homework as soon as I got up this morning. Now, if you don't mind, I would love to go somewhere where I can show off my new...
This is where things started to get really kinky. I would walk about a half of a mile to catch the school bus and likewise a half mile back. I had a cousin that lived about 500 yards from us on the same plot that my grandfather had. Each day he would say that as soon as he got his chores finished he would come and get me and we would go play. I didn't want to tell him so I said I had chores to do to. I wondered if his mother was buttfucking him too. But as I found out later she...
The sun was setting and the sky was turning in gentle hues from a bright blue to a gentle pink, and finally a dark navy blue, as night often is. It was a clear night, the stars shining brightly down and the moon was fully lit, glistening off the lake. The trees were a dark green, and the stillness was so peaceful and calming, it made for a very pleasant setting. Michael stretched out next to the hearth and started to build a fire. Amanda was in the tent, looking for food to roast on the open...
When they first met it was lust at first sight! The first thing Ben had noticed about Lucy was her sparkling, hazel eyes and the way they creased up in the corners when she laughed, giving her an almost Chinese appearance. Lucy had been engrossed in a conversation with her best friend Grace. They hadn’t seen each other in almost three years, insofar as Grace had been living and working in California. Tonight was Grace’s welcome home party, which Lucy was throwing for her. Lucy didn’t know Ben,...
Watching Her Grow by LordDaddyz This is a work of complete fiction. There is little truths to this story. If you have any comments or critiques, don’t be too harsh, it’s my first time posting anything I’ve written. As my years progress, I begin to realize a lot of things. Life is harsh, but beautiful. Soft, but unmerciful. A yin-yang thing. Good comes with the bad. Without the bad, the good can’t be as appreciated. Without the good, the bad just sucks more. So with that said, let me get to...
It was a little before nine when Sally knocked on Billy's door. He had been up for a little more than two hours and was happy to see his girlfriend. “Sally, I am so glad you came over this morning. I am looking forward to spending the day with you. I have just finished my homework. Are you done with yours?” “Yes, Billy. I did my homework as soon as I got up this morning. Now, if you don't mind, I would love to go somewhere where I can show off my new boyfriend.” Billy recognized Sally's need...
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