Lifes Strange Turns Part 1
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The spring semester flew by. I was constantly involved in some kind of kinky escapade or another.
Here was my average routine for the school weekday.
Before School - Wake up, get a ride to school with Adam, usually involving some kind of sex — either at home or in an abandoned parking lot!
During school — Adam and Leslie publicly were a couple, but usually she would see to my attentions during the day at some point in a remote bathroom or empty classroom — it was surprising that we were never caught.
After school — While Adam was at practice, Leslie and I would go shopping or something, ending up back at one of our houses with me buried to the hilt in her in some random room (or outside). Adam would often join us until dinnertime, when we would go home.
After Dinner — Let Adam and Leslie have some time together while I recuperated and did homework (who knows when they did theirs!).
The weekends were usually a marathon, leaving all of us sore and exhausted by Sunday evening!
I had begun to dress better, showing off my colossal tits and small frame. With the constant draining that I was getting, random hard-ons were a rare problem.
On a side note, the changes to my body from all the sex was noticeable. My once tiny pussy lips were now a healthy normal set, but gladly, not the huge flaps that Leslie had developed and hung down her long thighs. Also, my nipples had gotten a little bigger from the daily sucking they got. Most importantly though, my sperm production had greatly increased. I was, on average, letting a load out every 4-6 hours while awake, but any more than 6 hours, my pouch would return, and with it, a monster load. Oh, well.
While it may seem routine, all the fucking that the three of us were doing was still spontaneous. We didn't keep repeatedly getting undressed just out of habit, each and every time it was because one or both people's hormones were raging and only knew one way to fix it — by ending up busting a nut deep inside someone — or in Leslie's case — getting a deep meat injection. But retelling every encounter would get boring to read, so from now on, I'll just cover the ones that really stand out.
There were a few incidents that really stood out among the rest — all involving people other than my favorite threesome.
1 — Leslie was doing well in school, with her needs being taken care of, she was actually able to get good grades, and make other friends. While she told me about a couple side flings here and there, but generally her reputation at school was good. Surprisingly she consistently wore conservative clothing, well, skin tight, but she rarely showed much skin.
She was able to get a small group of friends at school that she hung out with often in the hallways. Occasionally, she would see them outside of school, but usually not. Two were of interest, the other's would never be interested in me.
The first was a girl named Mindy — a girl that desperately wanted to lose her virginity, but without any emotional baggage of a guy following her around or any other romantic entanglements. Really, she just wanted the first time to be out of the way so she didn't have it weighing her down as she finished high school and went to college. She was about 5'6, smallish boobs (b-cups probably), and an average slim bronzed frame. A cute but unassuming face framed by golden blonde hair that barely reached her shoulders. What she really had going for her was a massive hip-waist ratio — her waist was a thin 22 inches and her hips flared out to 38 inches. She had a huge ass, an otherwise thin girl with a good ghetto booty. Just her walking was a sight, her broad hips just rolled around below her belly button, she naturally walked like a belly dancer moves! Also, from behind, her big butt danced around with just a casual walk, she really was a head turner. Just hearing about here stats from Leslie had be salivating — no more confusion for me, I was definitely becoming bisexual!
Anyway, Leslie told me shortly before spring break that she had told Mindy about a guy that she knew that was coming into town for a day that had a huge cock and wouldn't mind helping her out. Leslie got her to agree that it was best that they didn't have the comfort of feeling each other or any other kind of contact that generates emotions, meaning that I could bang her without her knowing that I was (mostly) a girl. On that Saturday night, the two of them were just going to hang out at Leslie's, and drink, waiting for her 'friend'. Leslie's plan was to get her pretty drunk first.
Hearing the plan was getting me excited, and Leslie and I had to take care of matters at hand before making further plans.
Flipping my hardening cock out of my tight underwear, allowing it to push up my skirt, I pushed Leslie's thin white pants down past her knees and pushed her over the arm of the couch. Slamming into her with enough force to make her yelp, I started reaming her without any buildup. The thought of fucking a new girl had gotten me worked up and with an animal-like grunt I blew my load deep inside her in a couple minutes, barely getting her a chance to orgasm once herself.
Hearing her mom pulling into the driveway, I quickly shoved her fat labia into her pussy to stop the flood of my cum from spilling out. Pulling up her panties and pants, I then tucked my softening cock back into my underwear, and we were just finishing up as her mom walked in.
Her mom asked us to help with groceries, no problem for me, but I could see Leslie was having problems. She was walking a little bow-legged, I guess the feeling of her excess flesh shoved up inside of her was uncomfortable. When her mom wasn't looking, she quickly undid her pants, slipped a hand down her pants, and I saw her adjust her lips.
A look of satisfaction went across her face as she finished adjusting, and she convulsed slightly as she pulled her hand back out, grazing her clit. She finished buttoning up right before her mom came back out of the kitchen.
I giggled to myself as I saw Leslie look down in horror as she realized why I had down that to her. Her crotch quickly became translucent with our combined juices running out of her pussy. The thin white material was now completely see through and stuck to her lips, giving her a camel toe that could be seen for miles.
"Wanna come upstairs, KC?" she asked desperately, turning away from her mom.
"Sure". I thought about dragging this out, but with Leslie, turnabout is fair play in her books.
True enough, once in her bedroom, she made me lick up our mess from her thighs before she put on a clean skirt.
We spent the rest of the evening planning for the weekend.
On Saturday evening, I was meant to stay in my room and figure out something appropriate to wear while the two of them got drunk. Well, actually, Leslie wasn't planning on getting trashed, she wanted to watch.
I started to get ready, ignoring the beast in between my legs that threatened to get hard whenever I started thinking about what I was in store for.
I put my hair up the best I could, it had to stay out of the way. It was so long, though, that even with most of it secured tightly on my head in a bun, the ends still came down past my ears. Good enough, I thought.
I put on an old sports bra that was almost uncomfortable, but kept my boobs firmly plastered against my chest ... from the bottom of my ribcage, around my sides, and up to my collarbone. Over this I put on a tight white t-shirt, and over that I put on one of Adam's old starched button-up dress shirts.
Feeling myself, I was pretty impressed. On touch alone, my tits were so compressed and contained, combined with the tough starch, that a passing feel would not let someone think I had boobs, just a broad chest (instead of a broad with a chest). On sight, my torso looked barrel chested, with no real contour of breasts.
Next I put on a pair of boxers, and then a loose pair of jeans. I left the shirt untucked, so the length of it would cover my shapely ass.
A look in the mirror confirmed my new look as a dyke — downplaying all my girly features, save my face, and dressing like a man.
Now I just had to wait. It was only about 8 o'clock and who knows how long I would be stuck here. Since I was home alone, I just turned on the tv in the living room and got into some shows.
Hours later, around 11, my cell phone finally beeped. The text message was from Leslie, and all it said was "cum ovr".
Turning off the television, I scurried over to her back door as planned. Leslie met me there and quietly ushered me in. She was dressed in a flimsy white top that did nothing to hide her bouncing boobs, and a pair of boy panties.
"Okay" She slurred, obviously pretty drunk herself, "She is just about passed out in my bedroom, I got her ready for you." She giggled.
We crept up to her room, and sure enough, there was Mindy, wearing a long t-shirt and panties, passed out on her stomach. Her huge bubble butt stuck out unnaturally in the dark room in a sharp contrast to her thin torso. As my night vision improved, I saw that her hips were laying on a pillow, propping her ass up even higher.
My dick already hardening, I crawled onto the bed. Leslie laid down at the top of the bed, ready to grab her hands if she tried to reach back and feel me.
Our motions stirred her a little. Through her alcohol filled mind, she asked "Leslie ... is he here yet, I want to get fucked?"
"Yes" Leslie whispered. "He is going to take care of you, just relax and enjoy the ride."
"Okay, I'll just lay here"
With that I reached down and pulled her panties off over her fat ass, slowly peeling them down her legs, before flinging them off the bed. I used my knees to pry her legs apart and then using a finger, I found that she was already kinda wet. Not dripping like Leslie and I get, but wet enough to get started. Mindy trembled slightly as my finger touched her.
Staying on my knees, I undid my jeans and whipped my now hard cock out through the hole in my boxers. I lined up my fat cock-head with her small lips and gently pushed.
Nothing. She really was a virgin, I couldn't even get my dick past her lips. Trying as hard as I could, I just couldn't get anything in. Mindy was whimpering quietly as my head slid around her small pussy, rubbing her tiny clit. My head looked too big for her. The head was the same length as her entire pussy, lips and all — and was over 3 times wider. I couldn't see how this was going to work. My heart sank — so close!
Leslie could tell that I was having trouble, so she jumped up and straddled Mindy's back, facing me. She massaged that gorgeous ass for a minute, even her long hands together couldn't come close to cupping one cheek. Finally she reached over and pulled apart Mindy's pussy, working her over, getting her a little wider with each pass of her fingers.
"Okay, now try, you big stud"
With that I managed to get my cock-head lodged just inside her lips, with half the width still flaring out. Using all my weight, combined with my hips, I thrust as hard as I could — pushing in the rest of my head in with an audible pop.
Ignoring Mindy's scream, I tried not to moan myself. It felt like her pussy was going to pop my dick-head like a zit. I sat there for a second, letting both of us get use to the feeling.
Finally, Mindy slurred "Okay, go easy, you're already making me feel like my pussy is going to rip wide open."
With Leslie still pulling her ass cheeks apart for me, I started rocking back and forth, pushing in a little further with each movement. After another inch, I felt her maiden-head. Before I could pull back, the sheer size of my dick stretching her out made it rip apart.
"OOOWWW!!!" Mindy screamed again. "Stop, it hurts, oh god that hurts"
Freezing in place for a minute, to let her get use to me again, I just enjoyed the sight of Leslie slowly massaging Mindy's ass. I felt some movement, and saw that Mindy had one hand underneath her, and was diddling her clit, which was now pressed up against my dick. As she fingered herself, I felt her pussy relax a little.
Feeling a bit more confident in her being able to enjoy this, I resumed my gentle rocking back and forth.
I managed to work in a few more inches before hitting her back wall, making her jerk beneath us. Looking down, I had about half of my cock in her. Man, she was small.
Her hand reached back and felt my dick. When she realized that there was still another 6 inches left outside of her she exclaimed "Fuck, are you trying to fuck me with a baseball bat, I'll never be able to take all that!" She kept going on about how big I was and how she felt like I was splitting her in two.
Picking up speed in my thrusting, she finally shut up and began moaning.
Man, I wish I could feel her body, but my tiny hands would give me away.
Pretty soon my hips were a blur, pounding her near-virginal cunt with hard rapid 6 inch thrusts before slamming into her cervix. Each thrust made her moan, soon building to a loud yells of pleasure. Good thing we didn't have to be quiet — this girl was a screamer!
She was still tight as a vise, but wet enough that I could still pummel her. Her clasping cunt felt like it was going to pull my dick off on each out-stroke, and if I kept it still for a second, I could feel both of our heartbeats, she was so tight! Each time I thrust into her, she squeezed my dick enough that I could feel the blood rushing back in once I pulled back out.
Looking down, her lips were paper thin, stretched around my penis. She would definitely be sore tomorrow! Leslie had let go of her ass and had one hand squeezing her tits through her shirt, and the other one buried in her panties, obviously jerking her monster clit off. Her head was rolling around on her shoulders, lost in her own drunken pleasure haze, moaning quietly to herself.
Now that her ass was free to move — and once it did, it never stopped moving. Each thrust made her body lurched forward a little bit. That little bit multiplied in proportion to her butt. The entire mass of her beautiful derriere was bouncing all over. The top of her ass would bounce off her lower back, before bouncing sharply back and making up most of the distance between us still separated by my superfluous length of cock. Each cheek was moving separately, sometimes slapping into each other loudly enough to be heard over Mindy's screams of pleasure. It was hypnotic, and I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
Finally, I was snapped out of my daze to...
"Oh OH, what's happening? OHHHH GOOOODDD!!!!" Mindy yelled at the top of her lungs. I guess she was having her first orgasm. ever. And I was the one to give it to her! The thought made me happy and I wanted to really give her a good fucking before I blew my load.
The problem was her tight cunt was forcing me over the edge without my ability to stop it. Biting my tongue hard to keep from groaning out loud, I let my orgasm shake me to the bone, holding back the torrent of cum for my next one. I had to grab the remaining bit of cock with my hand and squeeze hard at the base to hold back. Damn, this girl's cunt was giving me more than I could take!
Recovering from my cum, I resumed pounding her small box. I must have loosened her up a bit because I only had about 4 inches left outside of her on my deepest strokes. With determination to bury my entire dick in her I let my hips fly. I was slamming her cervix with such force now, I knew my dick was going to be bruised. As an afterthought, so would she!
She was constantly screaming, and the only way I could tell that she was cumming again was that I could see her thighs and butt vibrating with her spasms.
After that, she died down for a second, whimpering "please, cum in me, I don't think I can take any more ... please cum".
Leslie, moaned in her own orgasm (not her first) and fell off Mindy, passing out before she hit the bed.
I decided to give her what she wanted. Picking up even more speed until I was a blur, I gave her everything I had. Screaming her head off again, I reached forward and shoved my thumb into her puckered anus, and finally grabbing a handful of her jiggling ass-meat with my other hand. She was too far gone in ecstasy to notice my hand size now. The thumb in her ass set her off again, and I could feel her sphincter contract around me.
Feeling my own orgasm build up again I grabbed her hips as leverage as a body slammed her pussy with every muscle I had. Right before my vision faded for a second, I saw that I only had one inch of my cock left outside of her, as I left it all the way in her.
"I can feel your dick pulsating, Jesus-fucking-Christ, you must be in my womb!" She yelled, as my cock began erupting inside of her. She screamed with each red-hot blast of my baby sauce shooting into her cervix at point blank range.
There was nowhere for it to go but out and each surge of cum shot back out in equal force out of her pussy, like a finger over a garden hose. I pulled out enough that my head barely remained in her and let my cock finish filling her up. Soon, her rapidly closing pussy was full again and my dick-head popped out of her, her lips slow to recover, but beat red and swollen. My dick spewed a few more rivers of cum on her ass, the cum slowly running over the expanse of it.
Since Mindy had also passed out, I took the liberty of massaging my cum into her cheeks, fully enjoying the feel of them. Soft, yet massive, I took my time, stopping about 5 minutes later. I also took the time to cool off. I had never taken off my clothes and was sweating pretty hard.
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this story is not mineSusan O'Malley loved the beach, the relaxed setting, the sun. And it was a great place for the sexy older gal to sit with a cooler full of cold chardonnay and get hammered. Susan loved her chardonnay on the beach.She was a silver-haired beauty of 65, slender build but strong from years of exercising, big brown eyes, an impressive chest that had given away somewhat to a saggy crease of wrinkles and tanned skin dipping into her cleavage, slim in the hips and long in the...
By RayneDor When I Anya discovered she enjoyed peeing on me as much I enjoyed being peed on it didn’t exactly mean that the flood-gates were open for me (so to speak). In fact, Anya took pleasure in doling out that particular favor only at odd, seemingly random times. As with the rest of our sex-life, she is always the one who decides when, where and how we will play, and making me wait for something is clearly part of the excitement for her. When Anya wants sex she will frequently announce the...
FetishGolden Locks And The Three Bear Sisters Formally known as Goldilocks and The Three Bears Players: Chuck, nicknamed Golden Locks for his curly blond hair; Sam, Chuck's best friend; Paula Bear, Mona Bear and Brenda Bear also known in wrestling as the Bear Sisters. Synopsis: Chuck is a huge fan of the huge sisters that wrestle as a tag team known as the Bear Sisters. A big enough fan to throw caution to the wind when he discovers they live near by. He missed a chance one night to get...
Synopsis: This story is a direct continuation of my story "The golden orb," It is advised that you read the first installment beforehand to understand what little plot is happening. If you are just looking to read some story with a lot of sex scenes though you might enjoy this even without reading the first part I guess.The story further follows Sam and Jane after their find of the magical, wish-granting golden orb. Jane has successfully used the golden orb to transform her boyfriend Sam...
I needed to get going, the moment I was certain that Wallace was done for, but I didn't. I just couldn't. The mental exhaustion and the relief I felt once I'd consigned the Monroe Masher to the deep, and its hungry diners, just dropped me into some sort of mental collapse. Not quite a breakdown, but something like the sort of debilitating mental depression where you don't even have the energy to get out of bed or even press the buttons to change channels on the TV. I was exhausted and I...
My mom is a Jane Mansfield look-alike, and I look like her, only my hair is much lighter and I am a foot shorter. She also has that look of a woman, born with class and elegance. She would look natural on a billionaire's arm, and she did, in fact, marry local wealth. We are very close, closer now than ever. After the divorce, when I was twelve, we became more like best friends. I am fifteen, now, and that friendship has grown beyond the norm. Our story is bizarre. Mom didn't date after she...
Paula Clothed And Roberta Still Naked It was dawn on a crisp and very frosty winter's day. Paula was warmly dressed to protect her from the icy cold. The pair had earned plenty of money as a result of Roberta's strength and will to work hard. Roberta was still naked, of course. They had spent the night under the stars with the hardy Golden Guard sleeping apart from her assistant, disdaining to take any advantage of the warmth of her body. Even after all this time Paula still marvelled at...
Roberta And Paula "I wonder how these people will react to your nudity, Roberta?" asked Paula. "I hope you don't collect another whipping just yet! A really satisfactory and aesthetically pleasing lashing needs to be done on a nice fresh back in my opinion! I know you don't get to watch, but I do and you should always try to think of others, darling! And, thanks mainly to you, I've seen quite enough to have a right to form a judgment in such matters! You need at the very least, a...
ROBERTA Roberta was put back into the cellar after working for the rest of the day. Now that the blacksmith had removed her chain she was free to move about. Not that there was far in any direction to move in this tiny room! The rings around her ankles were still there. It would take a file to remove them and there was insufficient time, so the smith had said. She guessed the chain would be re-attached after the fight. She had readily agreed to fight Rodrigo. As part of her preparation she...
Naked and frozen Roberta lay semi conscious on the little island's white sandy beach after her swim in icy cold water. She lay there for nearly an hour, more dead than alive, until feeling slowly started to come back into her numbed body, beginning at the tips of her fingers and toes and hurting terribly, but showing her that she was still alive. As soon as she was able, she got to her feet and walked towards the centre of the island. This spot was high enough for Roberta to see the Palace...
HASSAN: Sweet to ride forth at evening from the wells, When shadows pass gigantic on the sand, And softly through the silence beat the bells Along the Golden Road to Samarkand. ISHAK: We travel not for trafficking alone; By hotter winds, our fiery hearts are fanned: For lust of knowing what should not be known We take the Golden Road to Samarkand. MASTER OF THE CARAVAN: Open the gate, O watchman of the night! THE WATCHMAN: Ho, travelers, I open. For what land Leave you the dim-moon city...
This novel is an experimental writing collaboration by TheGulfCoaster and runnergirl. The story has two perfect halves, a male and female side, which fit together as one. Runnergirl will reveal Emmy’s feelings and tell the tale through her perspective, whereas TheGulfCoaster writes from Robbie’s perspective. The two stories share mutual dialogue and action where the two characters intersect and thus this is unique venture. Only by reading Emmy’s and Robbie’s stories, will the reader get the...
Months had pasted since Sarah and Holly the little movie. Their love grew stronger everyday they spent together, and the sex was like going to heaven each and every night. Sarah knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with the love of her life, Holly. The week before valentine’s day, Sarah went to the jewelry store and bought Holly the most magnificent proposal ring they had. The perfect engagement ring. On valentine’s day Sarah took Holly to Beau Chattuo, an italian resturant. ...
Months had pasted since Sarah and Holly the little movie. Their love grew stronger everyday they spent together, and the sex was like going to heaven each and every night. Sarah knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with the love of her life; Holly. The week before valentine's day, Sarah went to the jewelry store and bought Holly the most magnificent proposal ring they had. The perfect engagement ring. On valentine's day Sarah took Holly to Beau Chattuo, an italian resturant. ...
LesbianThis one is completely the work of my depraved imagination. (With some inspiration from Jade Dragon and Eucher). I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Now onto the nasty sex, some more action than the first, the Sultan’s humiliation might not be for everyone (M/f, nc, inter, rape, humil, bdsm) Secondly this is an adult story, if you are younger than eighteen DO NOT READ!!! If you liked it drop me an email [email protected] if not fuck off. Chapter 2 :...
The Man and the Golden Jewel: Part 1) “My name is Jeff Carter, and three months ago I found a Golden Jewel called The Golden Eye in an ancient temple in South America called El Templo de la Mente or Temple of The Mind, I am a novice explorer and for three months I searched for this lost temple for rumors of a golden Jewel bestowed to them by their Gods capable to bend other people’s minds to its will, it was used by the tribe to control women from conquered tribes they would be used as...
Mind ControlSunday morning... There were very few things in life that surprised Vasily anymore, and fewer things that got a rise out of him. Snow in June, zombies on bicycles, flying pigs...none of those would give him pause. If you Googled the words “rock” and “poker-face” you would likely see his stoically monkish --albeit broodingly handsome-- mug pop up on your screen. He once won $1000 answering a call for a random dial-up morning radio show contest. “Gooood morning, Vasily...Vasily...oh...
InterracialI'm just a regular guy in most ways, married for 6 years, working hard for a living, paying off a mortgage and I must add that sex with my wife Gabby has always been exceptional, creative and very, very satisfying. Even though she had never acted on it, Gabby was always aware of my fantasy for pussy pee. When she comes into the bathroom while I'm shaving and pees into the toilet, I stand there, my shaver buzzing across my face, imagining that she was standing over me, with pussy spread and her...
One of the most common aphorisms, or sound bites, that one often hears about the kind of life one should live is the Golden Rule: "Do unto others as you would have others do unto you." I believe in the Golden Rule and I try to live by it because I also believe in another common aphorism that says, "You reap what you sow," and I try and sow good things in the hopes that some day good things will be returned to me. A couple of years ago I had an experience that changed my life and has...
Hyandai had been in this dream before. She was in the woods near Embalis, her home village. One thought burned in her mind: Find the golden helix. She did not know why she sought it, nor what it even was, but she felt it was imperative that she find it. She ran in slow motion through the woods, the same trees slowly glided by her in the misty background. Her dreamscape was the same each time she had this particular dream. She came into a wide clearing, with a glittering pond in its center. By...
Life can be tricky, it can also be boring, slow, and repetitive but, most of all, it can be wonderful. I learned the first one while picking up innuendo, a hidden meaning, in my best friend Holly’s jokes. I’m Sarah, and I’m here to tell about a time I had with my friend Holly that turned into a long time of exploration. Holly and I were friends all through our lives, we got our ears pierced together, went o our first dates together, and even made love the first time in the same night, we were...
Introduction: I havent really named this yet but its a story Ive been working on for a while now. Let me know what you think…it starts off kinda slow but itll get there INTRO: I dunno why this female thinks shes gonna win this battle. She aint bout shit! She obviously thinks Im scared of her or somethin. She just dont realize the only reason Im not and havent beat her ass yet is cuz my boy wont let me. He says she aint worth my time, which she really aint, but shes pissin me off! I spent my...
This novel is an experimental writing collaboration by TheGulfCoaster and runnergirl. This story has two perfect halves, a male and female side, which fit together as one. Runnergirl will reveal Emmy’s feelings and tell the tale through her perspective, whereas TheGulfCoaster writes from Robbie’s perspective. The two stories share mutual dialogue and action where the two characters intersect and thus this is unique venture. Only by reading Emmy’s and Robbie’s stories, will the reader get the...
Looking out over the ocean the sunrise sparkled like a billion diamonds scattered there by God. The waves were pounding the shore like thunder. Most surfers are out at dawn because the wind is almost non-existent at that early hour and the waves have the best shape. By nine AM the sets are usually blown out. The surf report said there was a red flag warning of high surf and rip tides. A perfect day for surfing! My son Bryan and I were waxing our boards getting ready for an epic day of surfing....
This novella is an experimental writing collaboration by TheGulfCoaster and runnergirl. The story has two perfect halves, a male and a female side, which fit together as one. Runnergirl will reveal Emmy’s feelings and tell the tale through her perspective, whereas TheGulfCoaster writes from Robbie’s. The two stories share mutual dialogue and action where the characters intersect and thus this is a unique venture. Only by reading both parts, will the reader get the entire story. We sincerely...