Chloes new Mistress part1
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Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It involves elements of incest, and questionable consent. All characters are at the legal age of 18 or older.
I still remember my last thoughts just before I fell asleep.
I blindly assumed that everything would be alright once I woke up. After all, I followed the same routine for as long as I could remember. I would get out of bed, take a shower, grab something to eat and go to school.
It was the routine of a normal girl. But I had forgotten that I was no longer a simple girl ... I had become a woman. My father’s woman.
“Mmm,” I mumbled to myself, as I groggily awoke. I was still in that pleasant world between dream and reality. It was that wonderful feeling which accompanied being inside your own comfortable bed. I could feel the mattress underneath me and a warm pillow cushioning my head. But, as I sleepily attempted to shift around I noticed something else.
There was a heavy weight on top of me. I couldn’t move, and breathing wasn’t easy either. I opened my eyes, and my blurry vision adjusted to what was going on. I saw that my father was still resting his entire weight on me. He was soundly asleep, and his crotch was still closely connected to mine.
“Oh, God,” I whispered at the thought. I had spent an entire night like this, and with his penis inside of me? I gingerly moved my hips and could feel his semi-hard morning erection within me.
There was no doubt we were still intimately connected. The weight of his adult body, on my petite frame, made the situation feel even more intimidating and intense. I was stuck. And to add to my shame, I couldn’t even comfort myself by closing my legs – since he was taking up the space between them. I lay there helplessly, with my legs spread far apart, and my father’s weight pinning me down, while his dick was securely sheathed inside my vagina. His warm breath caressed my neck each time he slowly exhaled.
Despite my minimal movements, I noticed that I was moving more now, compared to when I was asleep. Since in response to my movement, I could feel my father’s manhood that so far had been idle, gradually beginning to wake up. His dick was hardening, and twitched excitedly against my sensitive walls. It’s almost like his organ had a mind of its own, and was eager to continue where it had stopped the night before.
As if on cue, my father’s hips began to move. Just a little, back and forth, enough to move his erection deeper into me.
“Ahhnn ... dahh ... dad?” I stuttered. “Are ... are you awake?” I asked in quiet whispers.
There was no response.
Instead, he continued thrusting into me. It was the same lazy rhythm that he used when he took my virginity while he was asleep. The biggest difference this time, was the ample amount of lube still inside my vagina. There was a distinct squish every time he plunged inside. I knew it was the remnants of whatever sperm he emptied into me just before we passed out.
I could soon feel some of the excess juices spilling out of my slit. They drooled right down to the cheeks of my butt, and dripped onto my mattress.
“Nnngh,” I groaned bitterly. His fat erection once more stretched me far beyond what I was comfortable with. I could feel myself taut around his immense girth. At least I knew what to expect. He would eventually finish, roll over, and I would be able to take a shower.
Or so I thought. The loud, digital beeping of an alarm clock changed everything.
It was my mother’s alarm in the other room. Usually at this point, I would already be downstairs and preparing my food. My entire morning routine was falling apart. It also occurred to me that, obviously, the loud alarm would cause my mother to wake up. I couldn’t help but tense up in shock.
And as I did, my father – still asleep – released a satisfied groan and sunk his entire length into me. His weary testicles rubbed warmly against my crotch.
“Wa-wait, not now, not now...” I pleaded but it was already too late. His erection slid in as far as it could go, and I could feel my pussy being forced open in response. Then, his organ began to throb. Strongly and angrily, as if to teach me another lesson. Each time it twitched, it spat more semen into my vagina.
It only took a few moments before the heat of his cum formed a distinct puddle inside me. Some of it already began leaking further inwards, a place from which it was impossible to remove.
Simultaneously, I could hear my mother’s bed in the other room. Just for a second or so. There was a good chance she was now up and about. Perhaps she was rummaging through her drawer, and taking her time to find suitable underwear for the day. Or maybe she was combing her hair.
My mother had no idea that just a few feet away, her precious daughter was being inseminated.
There were a few more virile pumps of his warm cum, each one splashing into the back of my pussy, before he uttered another sleepy sigh and paused. Then, he finally rolled off to the side. An audible pop followed when his dick slipped out of my sore pussy, and the distinct scent of sperm assaulted my nostrils.
I couldn’t even celebrate my freedom. Mere moments after he had pulled out, I could already feel his semen beginning to leak out of me. I looked down, and it was a truly grotesque sight – the raw, red lips of my vagina were gaping apart, and a singular glob of beige cum was emerging from between the lips. The appearance of my slit – without a single trace of pubic hair down there – added greatly to how perverse this looked.
As quickly as I could, I reached for the tissue box on my nightstand.
I wadded up several tissues, and pushed them inside the entrance to my vagina. It was unpleasant, but I didn’t want to further stain my childhood mattress with sex fluids. The last thing I needed, was for my mother to discover clear proof that I had gotten fucked in this bed.
Then, the situation still managed to get worse. There were footsteps in the hallway outside my room, she was moments away from discovering us.
I immediately got up, with a hand still between my legs to secure the tissue in place. It took all my concentration, but I wobbled on unsteady feet to my partially open door, and leaned against it.
“Nnhh ... goh-good morning!” I stuttered awkwardly. If I had closed the door instead of greeting my mother, she would have come to investigate. But, there was no way I could risk letting her find my father still asleep in my bed. Intercepting her like this was my only option.
“Ah, Chloe. Good morning to you, too.” She mused politely. I was making sure to use the door to hide most of my body from her view, exposing mostly just my face and my pajama-clad chest.
Because from the waist down, I remained naked. My pajama bottoms were still on the pile by my bedside, together with my father’s clothes.
If I made even a single wrong move, my mother would see my completely hairless pussy, all red and swollen. She would also see that I had only a tissue to prevent a small torrent of cum from leaking out. My hair was also a mess, strands of it draped down the front of my face and blocked parts of my view. I looked like a girl who had been energetically fucked into a peaceful slumber.
There was a sweet irony in the fact that my mother still assumed I was a virgin. She had been obsessed with my purity.
In fact, she was always vehemently against the idea of me going on birth control because she assumed it may tempt me to make a mistake. But now, I had spent the past three days being my dad’s fuckbuddy regardless.
“That’s right, mom, real men don’t care about silly things like birth control,” I thought to myself. She unknowingly had made sure that my genitals were primed and ready to conceive a baby.
Unless it was intentional ... the thought sent another shiver up my spine. My father had fucked me, while my mother made sure I would be unprotected all this time. What if she knew of his tendencies to initiate sex while he was asleep? Surely she didn’t know anything like this could happen...
However, I didn’t have any time to spare on such paranoid thoughts.
I couldn’t let my mother start a conversation, because I really needed to fix this situation. I also needed to purchase a morning after pill as soon as possible. The longer I waited, the less likely was the pill to work. It would be futile to take it by the time I might already be pregnant.
“Anyway,” I blurted out. “I better get dressed.”
“Have you seen your father, by chance?”
“Dad? No, nope ... I can’t say I have,” I lied. His heavy breathing was loud enough for me to hear it, just a few feet away. It was the loud and weary breathing of a man who had just finished ejaculating less than a minute ago. He was drained and exhausted. I was still equally out of breath, too. I just had to hope that she wouldn’t notice.
“Ah, that’s a shame,” she replied. “There was something I wanted to ask him. Anyway, you should hurry up. It’s Monday, don’t forget. If you have the time, try to take care of the laundry too.” With those words, she turned away and finally left, still blissfully unaware as to what happened behind her back.
I breathed a sigh of relief. With a glance towards my bed, I confirmed that my father was still asleep as well. This had become such an unpleasant situation – I had hoped for my parents to get back together. He should have joined her in bed.
With a glance downwards, I looked at the tissue I still held tightly against my tenderized privates. No doubt I had to keep my hand there. I awkwardly stumbled back towards my bed and picked up my pajama pants. It was another challenge to put the pants back on with only one hand to spare, but I managed. After I got dressed, I finally went to the bathroom.
As soon as I sat down on the toilet and relaxed, a thick tendril of goo emerged from between the lips of my pussy. It was one, maybe two creampies worth of semen. It was the undeniable proof that my dad was trying to force a baby into me.
I tensed up – which in return gave me the most alien sensation. Nearly all of his spunk oozed out of me in one swift motion and I listened to it splashing into the water. The vile scent of semen emerged immediately after.
This time, I grimaced and panicked – I wasn’t in the woods anymore! I had to hide the proof of what was happening. I quickly used a towel to wipe away any remaining evidence from my genitals, and then opened a window to get rid of the distinct stench of sex.
At that point, my mother’s plea came back to mind. “The laundry!” The clothes I wore during the camping trip were still there and waiting for someone to discover them.
I opened the hamper, grabbed my old clothes as well as the towel I had just cleaned myself with, and tossed it all into the washing machine. It was a small miracle that my mother hadn’t noticed my cum-stained panties. I couldn’t tell if I was the lucky one, or if it was my dad who was lucky that our secret wasn’t exposed.
Admittedly, sex was enjoyable. It had potential to be a really fun activity. However, it just wasn’t worth all the trouble, especially the nasty risk of getting pregnant.
I went on to take a shower and clear my mind. It was nice – showering felt just like hitting my reset button. At least for a few minutes at a time, I was able to just relax.
After I finished up and wrapped myself in a large towel, I stepped out of the bathroom, and peeked into my bedroom again. My heart began beating faster when I failed to spot my dad where I had left him. His clothes were still scattered across the floor, too. Oh crap, oh no.
Panic grabbed me and I rushed back into the hallway, only to see my father – calm as ever, but also completely naked – approaching me from the master bedroom.
“Dad! You didn’t get dressed! Your ... your thing is in plain view,” I said and gestured vaguely at his flaccid manhood. It occurred to me that I should keep my voice down, since I certainly didn’t want my mother to hear any of this. “If we get caught, we are both in trouble!”
“Huh...” He stared at me for a long moment. In his tired state it took him a moment to comprehend it all. “Oh, yeah. Nah that’s okay, your mother already left for work while you were in the bathroom. It’s why I decided to grab these from her stash,” he said as he held up a small bottle. There were a bunch of small pills inside.
Pills ... it couldn’t be.
“What, you’re looking a bit surprised there. You didn’t think that your old man didn’t notice how you acted all nervous and uneasy yesterday, did you?” He approached, and handed me the bottle. It was unmarked, but there were dozens of pills inside. It suddenly made sense why I couldn’t find any morning after pills in our medicine cabinet, apparently my mother had kept them safe. And my father – my savior – came to my rescue.
“I had no idea ... thank you. It’s truly something I worried about ... a lot, really.” It certainly saved me an embarrassing trip to the pharmacy.
“Anyway,” I added quickly. “I ought to get ready for classes in an hour, I don’t want to be late.”
“Actually, about that. I was thinking we could stay at home today,” my father suggested. “It’s been a while since I spent time here, it’s a nice house and the beds are just perfect.” He nodded in approval, likely while recalling the shabby bed at his place. My mother’s taste in furniture had always been a step above his. “So let’s get comfortable, have a snack, and then we can spend the rest of the day together.”
To be honest, I should have remained strong and determined. But, my entire night had been restless. His offer, albeit a selfish request, was a welcome excuse to be lazy for another day.
“Alright, I guess. But you should get dressed first, in case mom returns early.” It remained a priority for me. No matter what, I didn’t want to take any chances. If she discovered us, then this whole thing would fall apart in an instant. There was also a good amount of guilt nagging on my mind.
“I don’t think so. I was going to suggest the opposite.” He stood close enough to reach for me, but rather than touching any part of my body, he grabbed the towel and in one swift motion pulled it off entirely. I was nude. The surprise caught me so off-guard that I nearly dropped the pills.
“See,” he remarked. “It’s about time for us to get a bit more used to each other.” He then got rid of the towel. I didn’t have much of a choice – both of us remained naked as we made our way downstairs where we shared breakfast. Every now and then, I caught him glancing at my shaven womanhood.
It was another first experience for me, to walk around the house naked. The same house I grew up in. Wherever I looked, there were fond memories surrounding me. How I used to play hide-and-seek with my parents, and they would usually find me behind the couch in the living room. Or learning to cook with my mother, after spending hours in the kitchen together.
Or, resting in my bedroom with my father on top of me. The lines were certainly getting blurry. I was his daughter, and now I was rapidly becoming a whole lot more than that.
After we finished eating breakfast, I retrieved one of the emergency contraception pills and chugged it down with water. It was such an unspeakable relief when I felt it going down my throat. It was a simple pill, but had the power to put me at ease in an instant. There wasn’t any immediate effect, but it felt so unspeakably reassuring. The fear of becoming pregnant was such a major scare, that it had overwhelmed everything else. But, now it was a thing of the past. I felt safe.
This was an extremely close call, considering the morning after pill is only effective if it’s taken within a day or two. I no longer had to worry about getting pregnant. It should also give me plenty of protection until my next cycle.
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I was just under seventeen years old when the following events took place. I belong to the local Swimming Club, training twice each day, with sixth form at school sandwiched between. I counted myself as being single but regularly had sex with various friends of either sex, it was great to have that type of freedom. For weeks and weeks, Chloe at the Swimming Club had been flirting with me but the relationship had progressed no further than suggestive remarks. We were the same age and both...
ExhibitionismI had been dating Chloe for 6 weeks when I got the invite to meet her parents. It wasn’t something I really wanted to do – I personally didn’t see a long term relationship with Chloe being on the cards, but at that moment I was enjoying having a 22 year old on my arm and in my bed most nights of the week, so it was a small price to pay. A date was agreed for me to drive down to her parents’ house in Surrey for a meal and overnight stay.The agreed Saturday arrived and I was a little nervous; I...
Chloe Lamour was born in Slovakia on March 7th, 1992. Not much is known about her young life, so I'm going to jump to where a bitch is now. And where she's at now is near the top of her field.Pussy StatsCurrently, Chloe resides in Mexico city, and I'm thankful for it. Her sun-kissed skin looks good enough to put on a cracker and eat. Because sometimes the universe is a loving place, Chloe is Bi. That's some of the best news I've heard all day.I know what question you guys are waiting for me to...
Twitter Porn AccountsChloe woke with a start, there was movement in the room, she felt it. Noiselessly, she slowly twisted her head around on the pillow. She felt the presence more now, it was by the door, a vague shape in the dark. She moved her hand slowly to the light switch dangling from the lead to her bedside lamp. Click, she had shut her eyes and then opened them, her eyesight took in the room, seeing the guy all in black, night vision goggles whipped up as he rubbed his eyes. She stepped out of bed and slid...
Introduction: I wrote this one night after hearing the song I Get Off by Halestorm. The song is about a woman who is turned on by the fact that someone is watching her through her window and getting off on her. As I said I wrote this in one night, so its a little short and Im not sure how well it turned out. Enjoy! Chloe smiled as she looked up at the monitor of her computer, Time to start the show. she said to herself as she walked across her bedroom past her huge window wall to crank up her...
CHLOE AND JACKABDSM LOVE STORY AVERY ST. ANDREWS Chapter 1 Chloe didn't care what they said, the ubiquitous disapproving they.? She had needed this from the time she was a little girl riding hard on her rocking horse, getting away from the bad guys who wanted to tie her up.? Now, almost forty years later, she was going for it.? After spending time in anonymous chat rooms, after turning down ridiculous dominants replying to her personal ad, she had found her man -she hoped.Of course,...
Curiosity got the better of Chloe. She knew she shouldn’t look but it was hardly her fault the laptop was left open. After all, Clark and Lana Tate employed her to come in twice weekly to clean their swanky 6 bed pad overlooking the River Thames. They should be more careful. Chloe was paid to clean and tidy up after the them having access all areas. Well, mostly. The successful business owners clearly too busy to do their own housework. Or maybe just too rich to put themselves through such...
Chapter 1 I grew up in a town where you knew your neighbors and it was warm and friendly even though there were 75,000 people who lived there. My dad was a salesman and very much a disciplinarian. He had grown up on a farm and was a very hard worker. He was very traditional and really into sports. He had been pretty good when he was young but never did much past high school. He was 6' tall with brown hair and brown eyes. He was in decent shape but his shoulders were never very big or...
Her parents and my parents along with myself, Zach, were going on a trip together. It was only a 4 hour drive from where we live in Belen, New Mexico. We here heading up to Cortez, Colorado, well, just north of there, to go camping. "Because," her mother replied, "He is Carol and Mike's son, and he has every right to go along too." "Its bad enough that I have to go to school with him." she retorted. I was starting to get very uncomfortable. I am more of an outcast in high...
She wriggled out of her tight jeans as she checked her make-up in the mirror above her sink. Chloe grabbed her favorite lip gloss adding a fresh coat to her full lips, playfully winking at her own reflection before dancing out of her bathroom in nothing but a pink lace thong and cropped t-shirt. Chloe was a spitfire natural red head, she had been a dancer from a young age and it showed in her well toned body and long limber legs. She was beautiful and knew it, she wasn't above using...
My job allows me to work from the house from time to time. It was one of those days and it was almost over. I was getting pretty bored so I had opened my favorite tranny sex site and was watching a hot video and getting turned on. Just then there is a knock at the front door. I wasn't expecting anyone, so I was a little surprised. I hurriedly shut the web site and walked to the front door. I hope whoever was there wouldn’t notice my hard cock bulging in my pants.I looked thru the window...
Introduction: Hi Guys. This is a story about Chloe, a young girl who makes some special new friends. Hope you like this story. If you do I may write the next part. Feel free to comment any feedback. 1 New Friend I walked up to the front door. Hesitantly, I pressed the doorbell, and almost instantly I heard the sound of the girls running downstairs to get the door. I was nervous, but at the same time excited to make some new friends… Im Chloe. Today is going to be my first day at a new...
Part 1 As a real estate agent, Jay had a lot of leeway with his time at work. After his 11 AM appointment, he had nothing else on his schedule. After he had left the house earlier, his wife Ann had called him on his cell to tell him that Chloe was not feeling well and she, Ann, had allowed their daughter to stay home from school. His wife made mention that if he was in the neighborhood he should look in on their 13-year-old. Using that as an excuse to get an early start on the weekend, Jay...
Gromelikine “Grandpa, this place is amazing. We met Jones and he can do some great magic. He put his hand right through Chloe’s head. He said it was real easy because there wasn’t much in there. He opened his hand and inside was a big nut. He said it was Chloe’s brain. I asked him if he could do the same with me. He did and then he opened his hand and he had a small peanut which he said was my brain. He is pretty funny Grandpa for a very old AI. The AIs are very friendly, and like...
Chloe was a small curvy girl. And to be honest she was a bit of a Gothic. She had red hair and black makeup and always dressed in black clothes, not really my type but it suited her. Chloe was my next doors daughter. Being at university in the week she would come home and stay for the weekend and then go back to Manchester on Mondays. My wife Claire was always working on Saturday's and wouldn't be back till late. Chloe was 18, and as I could see didn't really have a boyfriend. Yes ok, I had a...
Cheating WifesChloe at the hotel When I arrived at the Birmingham hotel on that cold February night, before my usual three-monthly visit to clients in the area, I was surprised by how busy the lobby was for the time of year. There were a lot of large trunks on trolleys waiting to go up to the rooms, and as well as several suited men there were three women in the lobby having a drink together. What caught my attention was that they were all attractive and wearing thick fur coats, thrown off their...
The alleyway between two brick buildings was unremarkable, hidden behind a torn-open section of chain-link fence. Some litter had slipped out of the rusty green dumpster pushed against a wall, and there was barely enough space to get a compact car past it, though it dead-ended into another wall. As the sun set, though, and darkness crept across the city, the quiet, empty street met with some company; a handful of men arrived, ducking through the hole in the fence to mull around by the...
BDSM*Authors Note: This story deals with a whole bunch of kinks, as well as a fair amount of non-con. I'm looking to include a whole bunch of different kinks and fetishes and I'm happy to include whatever you guys want to see- whatever floats your boat, I’m happy to include! If you have any ideas of what you'd like to see included, or any ideas for the story in general, shoot me a message or leave a comment. I’ll be adding to this pretty regularly! Oh, and everyone is over the age of 18 and all...
CHLOE I felt wretched. I'd woken up in a strange hotel room next to a woman I'd met for the first time the night before. I'd gone out drinking with some friends to try to get rid of the gloom which had been hanging over me for weeks, and predictably it hadn't worked. When my friends decided to call it a night, I'd been too far gone to see that that was a good idea. I'd carried on drinking in my own solitary, dismal company until the bar I was in had closed, and then I'd staggered...
Consequences I was nervously talking to Annie, while moving towards the Hangar. “Grandpa often quoted the great military genius and strategist Carl Von Clausewitz. He told us ‘It is better to move forward with courage rather than sit and dither.’ Or some such. He also said: ‘Given the same amount of intelligence, timidity will do a thousand times more damage than audacity’. “I never forgot that. I tried my best and I was audacious. I will take responsibility for my actions. If needed I...
Introduction: The 2nd Story About Chloe the total slut The night out with Dave and Marcus that wound up with me being gang fucked by a bunch of strangers changed everything. Word got round pretty quick and a few pictures and videos that appeared on various websites pretty much finished my relationship with Simon. Turned out that one of the builders who covered my big round tits with an especially large load was a friend of a friend of Simons and an image of me in ripped stockings and high heels...
It was Sunday afternoon, I was just having some very sexy foreplay with my wife Suzy up in the bedroom prior to my departure for a week working away when the doorbell rang out. We ignored it and carried on. Ding dong again and again. "Fuck it, I will see whats going on" I said to the Suzy. I pulled on my dressing gown and did my best to hide my hard on as I approached the door, fully expecting the face to be that of Sandy our neighbour. On opening the door, my friends daughter Chloe was stood...
Nobatia When we arrived in the hangar I carefully rotated my feet towards the floor and we floated into the waiting shuttle. It was black and looked both elegant and very dangerous. The pilot was very friendly. We were still tapped into the AI communications and heard him receive a download of some background about us. He heard everything about us, our backgrounds, our parents and our relationship to the Emperor and to the Empire. There was an enormous amount of detail including our...