Brendan and Tim
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"This is nice," Mr. Reiser decided and I sighed in agreement.
He knelt by a large bathtub, just off his bedroom in the master bath, and I was soaking in it, naked and enjoying the steaming water that surrounded me up to my budding breasts. It was a generous tub, the entire bath and the house around it was splendid and altogether too much for one man living alone, I thought.
Mr. Reiser was washing me slowly, cupping water and letting it dribble onto my shoulders. He enjoyed looking at me, seeing my black body contrasted upon that white porcelain. I looked even darker than I really was probably, and Mr. Reiser was naked as well, his firm white body damp and pink now in the humid air. His cock was hard, but he ignored it, just as we ignored mine, distorted but visible through the water.
The hour was late by then, very late and I should have been tired, but I wasn't. I was home, in my new home, and my Master was bathing me, getting me ready for his bed. It was a luxury and I savored every moment of it. His hands caressed me, using a thin bar of white soap over my black skin. We moved slowly and I felt his hands on my nipples, which were aching and long, but the surrounding flesh altogether too flat.
"I'm going to get you perfect breasts, Dani." Mr. Reiser repeated what he'd said earlier, "Beautiful black tits to go with your pretty black cock. Not too big, but enough, will you like that?"
"Yes sir." I smiled and watched his fingers rubbing my nipples, making small circles over those burning nubs so that I arched my back, wanting more.
"Maybe pierce those nipples of yours too," he chuckled softly, "Make it easier to give them a little tug now and then."
"Ohhh ... Mmmm..." I nodded as Mr. Reiser pinched them hard, pulling my nipples out and it hurt, but it felt good too and I didn't mind it at all.
"Tell me why you're a sissy little girl now. I'm curious," Mr. Reiser said. "Your father doesn't strike me as the kind of man who would let his son grow up to be a faggot."
"A faggot?" I giggled.
"Isn't that what you are?"
"I think I'm a girl," I said. "But I guess I am, yeah ... A faggot. It sounds funny."
"Nobody ever called you that?" he wondered.
"No, not to my face," I shrugged. "I went to a girl's school, so ... I don't know, they called me other names."
"White girls?"
"Yeah." I bit my lip.
"So why are you a girl then?" Mr. Reiser was moving his hands under the water, feeling my tummy, my waist and hips, down to my thighs.
"My mom wanted a girl," I said and then laughed. "More than my dad wanted a boy, I guess. I was always a girl, ever since I can remember."
"Growing up in dresses? Playing with dolls?" He stroked the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs apart under the hot water.
"Yeah ... Like that," I nodded, leaning back and closing my eyes because it felt so good being touched that way.
"Did they tell you that you weren't really a girl?"
"Um..." I smiled, " ... I sorta figured it out by myself, it wasn't like they could keep it a secret."
"I suppose not," Mr. Reiser chuckled and he found my small balls, cupping them gently, rolling them so that I squirmed with pleasure.
"It was confusing and I cried for awhile. I was mad, a little."
"For being a girl?" he asked me. "Or being a boy?"
"Being a boy," I said. "I wanted to be a girl. I was happy like that."
"And your dad, he never tried to talk you out of it?"
"Daddy?" I giggled and sighed. "No, he loves me. He calls me Princess and teases me about getting a boyfriend."
"Hmph," Mr. Reiser nodded.
"Did you mean what you said, that my dad was going to get the promotion no matter what we did?"
"Yeah, of course," Mr. Reiser said. "Fucking you won't make the company more profitable."
"Huh?" I laughed.
"I need the best man for the job, not the man with the prettiest son," Mr. Reiser shrugged. "It was just a good excuse to meet you."
"You could have just taken me though."
"I could have, but it wouldn't have made any of us happy," he told me. "This way you're happy and your father knows I didn't force you to come with me."
"What if I didn't like you?" I asked, teasing him a little as he found my small penis and he was playing with it, pulling the foreskin back and playing his thumb over the tip.
"I'd have come back for you," he said. "In a month or two, I'd have taken you then."
"Even if it didn't make us happy?" I wondered.
"Yeah, even if it didn't," he agreed. "I wouldn't be able to help myself."
"Do you want to fuck me now?" I whispered, because I wanted him to.
"I want to take you to bed." He smiled and he let me go, reaching for a towel. "Stand up."
Mr. Reiser stayed on his knees as I stood in front of him, and he dried me gently with a warm soft towel, moving up and down my legs, over my body and down my arms. He dried me everywhere while I watched him and he was enjoying this a lot, taking care of me. I liked it too and my girly cock was standing out straight and hard from my body as he let the towel go and moved his bare hands up my legs and around my thighs to my ass.
"You're so beautiful, Dani," he breathed and I drew a sharp breath as Mr. Reiser leaned forward, taking my penis into his hot wet mouth.
"Ohhh ... Ummm..." I shivered with unexpected pleasure as my cock seemed to swell even more.
He was sucking on it lightly, gently and the man's mouth was incredibly soft. I could feel his tongue on me, moving around and exploring my penis everywhere. I wasn't very large, maybe five inches long at the most and probably no bigger around than a man's thumb, and Mr. Reiser took all of me into his mouth easily, keeping me there while he breathed through his nose. His hands were all over my small black ass, kneading my flesh and pulling my cheeks apart so his fingertips could play at my tight anus. It felt good, all of it and I was moaning softly, my fingers in his hair as I moved my hips. I had to move, it was the best feeling in the world and I felt like I might lose my balance any moment.
I'd never gotten a blowjob in my life and this first time was intense. My cockhead was fully out of the foreskin and it felt so sensitive like that, it made me jerk and stand on my tip-toes from time to time as it felt almost painful if Mr. Reiser's tongue found the right places to lick and tickle me. He was sucking me wonderfully, delightfully and I wondered if he hadn't had a sissy slave before me. He must have owned some slaves before, otherwise he wouldn't have been a member of that club, I thought. It made me feel just a little jealous for some childish reason, knowing I wasn't his first, but he was mine now and that drove all my unreasonable doubts away completely.
Mr. Reiser pushed a finger into my wet asshole slowly. I was still moist from my bath and still a little loose and very tender from our earlier fuck, but I didn't complain. It felt good more than it hurt and I gasped as he held his long middle finger inside me deep, touching something soft and hidden inside me and I blinked rapidly, my heart pounding with excitement. The man hadn't been sucking me very long, but I was going to cum. He was making me feel special and all of my senses were reeling with the stimulation of his mouth working my girl cock eagerly, and his finger was fucking my asshole like a dream as I squeezed those delicate muscles around it.
"Oh ... P-Please..." I gasped and I went tense all over, digging my fingers into his scalp and pushing against his face with my pelvis.
I was already as far into his mouth as I could get, but I wanted him to suck all of me, my whole body it seemed. I could feel the faint roughness of his five o'clock shadow, the stubble of a long day's growth, like sandpaper on my smooth skin and I loved that feeling. I loved the way his sandy hair felt under my hands, so different than my African hair. His was soft and silky, mine coarse and wiry. And his skin so light and pink as he was flushed with desire for me. My Master was on his knees, sucking my cock, making me feel good and I was cumming hard into his mouth.
I sagged, literally, and only Mr. Reiser's strong arms kept me from falling on my butt. My cock spasmed and the experience was intense, better than any orgasm I'd ever had, I thought. I was cumming for him and the man was swallowing my semen easily, not spilling any of it as he continued to treat my penis with his tongue, swallowing thickly with the tip of my penis very nearly at the entrance to Mr. Reiser's throat, but not quite. I wasn't that big and maybe that made it really good for him, I didn't know, but it was nice for me. Incredibly nice and I hoped we'd be doing that a lot.
Mr. Reiser kept my cock in his mouth until it softened and he let it go with a soft wet plop, licking his lips and kissing my thighs and tummy, working his way up slowly until he could kiss my lips. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I groaned, taking it happily and sucking it, playing against it with my own. I loved kissing him and he picked me up while we did it, carrying me to his bed finally.
I wondered if he wanted me to suck him too then. I hoped so and I wanted to try it. I wanted to make him feel good and learn how to do the things Mr. Reiser liked, but he wanted to make love to me. He reached for his nightstand, finding some lubricant, telling me this would make it feel a lot better for me.
He had me on my back and told me to lift my knees, to pull my legs up and expose my asshole for him. He was putting the KY Jelly on my anus and working it inside me gently with his fingers, a lot of it, I thought, and it was cool and slippery, but not unpleasant. Mr. Reiser was able to work two fingers into my ass and pump them in and out slowly while I held myself open, my knees up near my flat chest with my arms beneath them. I just watched and smiled and waited patiently and after several moments of that, my Master decided I was ready and he spilled some of the lubricant onto his cock, which was very large by then. It looked huge, even bigger than I remembered from the first time we'd made love, and I couldn't believe that long thick cock had really fit inside me.
"Give me your legs now, up high over my shoulders..." Mr. Reiser told me, getting me the way he wanted. "This is how I love to fuck you the most, just like this."
"Yeah ... Me too, I think..." I nodded, trying to breathe and relax and knowing my sore little ass was wide open and vulnerable and ready for his cock.
He had me pinned to his bed, with my legs over his shoulders, my hands behind his neck. Mr. Reiser rolled my ass up and his cock was right there, the smooth head of it pressing against my asshole naturally as he pushed forward. He didn't even have to guide himself inside, I was loose and slick with the KY and his cock was a hot slippery shaft ready to impale me. He pushed into me slowly and I opened right up for him, my boy pussy taking the man like the cunt I wished I had right then. I felt hardly any pain at all, nothing of the sharp burning I'd felt the first time he made love to me, just a dull cramp sort of sensation and that was nothing compared to how good it felt being filled with my Master's penis.
"Mmmm ... Nice and tight, Danielle," Mr. Reiser smiled, looking down at me as he fucked his cock in and out slowly, working it a little deeper each time and I was nodding, liking that name a lot.
"Fuck me ... Please, God ... Fuck me hard, okay?" I was making love for only the second time in my life, but I knew I was born for it. I loved sex. I loved fucking, and most of all I loved fucking him.
"I will ... Let me get you ready first..." he told me, leaning down and kissing me as I lifted my head off the bed to meet him.
My cock was trapped beneath Mr. Reiser's softly furred stomach as he sank completely inside me, his cock finding the bottom of my ass, stretching me in places I hadn't felt him before and that made me wince, but I liked it too. I loved feeling his big white body covering mine, his strength and weight and the way I couldn't move. I couldn't refuse him or get away. I was powerless. I was his slave and he was fucking me the way Mr. Reiser wanted to. The way I wanted him to.
"Ready ... I'm going to fuck you now ... Fuck that sweet little ass of yours ... Fuck..." Mr. Reiser was smiling and doing exactly as he promised, driving his cock inside me hard.
The bed bounced and creaked, the headboard banging against the wall as he'd pull almost completely out of my ass and then drive his cock all the way inside, over and over, stretching my ass and making me groan as it felt delicious. His cock riding my clasping anus, my tight hot rectum struggling to hold the man inside me, or push him out, or do both. I was smiling and panting and clutching at the man's skin as he grew sticky with sweat. It was hot in that room suddenly and my body was burning up. My tummy fluttered and my head burned with a fever. I didn't know what any of that was, it was kind of like an orgasm but different. My penis wasn't hard anyway, but I still felt so good all over. I wanted him to fuck me forever.
"I'm cumming ... Take it ... Fuck, negra bitch ... Take my cum in your cunt, boy ... Fuck!" Mr. Reiser groaned loudly, pushing hard into me one last time and then dropping his mouth onto mine, kissing me almost desperately as his cock ejaculated hot thick sperm into my ass.
I was trembling, feeling my body being split by that penis inside me, Mr. Reiser's hot cum soaking my rectum, filling me with his warmth. He was kissing me all the while and I held him tight, feeling almost like I'd had an orgasm as well, that same sense of euphoria making me swoon and giggle when the man lifted his lips from mine, both of us breathing hard and he wasn't pulling his cock out of me, not at all. We just moved slowly, keeping him there until I was on my side and Mr. Reiser was behind me, spooning me in the warmth of his damp bed.
He fucked me again, but slowly, hardly moving at all at times, and just holding my back to his chest, kissing my hair and neck and cheeks while his fingers played with my nipples or sometimes my penis. He had me hard, while he made love to me, Mr. Reiser stroked my girl cock until I was hard and aching and he brought me off that way, letting me cum in his gentle hand while we kissed. I was so tired after that and the man didn't keep me awake, but let me sleep finally, happy and content to feel him still inside me.
"Ah, here she is now," my daddy said as I walked carefully down the stairs and I'd been pacing for fifteen minutes, so I'd at least grown accustomed to the three inch heels on those ankle boots. "Good," a white man I assumed to be Mr. Reiser answered, but he didn't look anything like I expected. He wasn't especially old, or fat or bald, or anything like that. He seemed about the same age as my father, I supposed, like forty maybe, but tall and handsome, actually, with sandy hair and...
"Do I still have to go to school?" I wondered. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us. We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo...
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So there I was, 17, single for about a month, just graduated from high school, still struggling to adapt to a world without the friends I had for the previous 6 years; who knew when you broke up with an asshole he got custody of the friends. My church youth group (that he was a part of) had organized a trip to Cedar Point and I wasn’t too sure I even still wanted to go. I didn’t want to face him and his stupid friends (that until a few weeks ago were my friends too) and be alone on the rides;...
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IncestI am only going to share a few things, for those of interest. Yes it just happened, early today I woke up and was feeling horny, I was massaging my clit when I heard the door open. It was Nick,(my son), I quickly covered myself with the blanket, but he already saw me. I just stood there with a sad depressed look. I said I was sorry he saw me, and he said nothing. He just stood there looking at me like something was wrong. I realized what he wanted, he wanted to watch me. Omg, I felt like it was...
NHS: Naughty Healthcare Students. Nikki was a young, pretty and very, very sexy female student nurse. She was in her final year at Uni studying Adult Nursing. She was in the process of doing her final Practical Case study examinations and was very tense about passing them. Her supervisor came to wish her well as she was on week 8 (her final week) of her 8 week case study, so she really needed to concentrate and impress the supervisor (who was examining her). She had built up a very...
I was a freelance cop and working to bring in a wanted man. He was one of the top ten which meant heavily protected. Everyone knew where they were, it was just getting through their guards that was the problem. There would be consequences if I managed it, like people trying to kill me consequences. The reward was huge and I needed a way out and off world. Either bad men hid underground or in towers, Gallow was the former. The thing I shook my head at was the bigger they were, the more they...
Foreword from the author: in case you didn't get it from the tag in the name this is a story written to be read in game mode, given the way it is written reading it without game mode active has no interest as I didn't add a Canon path to be followed and a lot of text and options will be missing. Fools, everyone of them! What right do they have to expell me? To banish me? How could I have guessed that the girl I gave the love philter was the arch chancellor's little niece. Besides if that old...
FantasyTwo girls at the same time.Rick always wanted to have two chicks together. He’d fantasized about it and wanted it like mad. He did get his chance but it was not quite what he expected, but ended up being about as good as it gets.He did ask around but as you can imagine he didn’t get a very good response. Most girls just called him a perv and walked away. He did realize that it was just a dream but he thought he’d at least try.One day he went to a party with some friends and saw these two sexy...
Group SexThe hot night made it difficult to sleep. Dark clouds were forming in the star strewn sky. A terrible storm must be brewing, I thought casually to myself as I straightened my bottoms. I decided it best to check on my daughter, Amelia. Recently turned 18 her mum thought it would be best for her to spend some time with me to celebrate it with her. I honestly wasn't prepared to open the door to her the other day. Lounging around in nothing but loose cotton pj bottoms watching crap on TV fantasying...
IncestVanessa Vega is so stressed from work. Paperwork and more paperwork. This girl needs some relief! What is a better way than to spread open those legs and let those fingers work their magic on her clit and deep in her shaved pussy. If Vanessa is not careful she will make a mess on her chair and worse yet she may get busted by a coworker or the resident mail stud Alex. One way to really move up in the company though is to prove your loyalty to your boss and show her you have the skills to help...
xmoviesforyou*NOTE* All characters depicted in this story are considered to be at least 18 years of age and older. So this story takes place a little over 20 years ago with two best friends since nursery school named Blake and Pete who were about to be out of school for the summer and couldn’t wait to be going with Blake’s family’s on their awesome annual camping trip...... But they had no idea just how awesome it was going to be. For the past 5 or 6 years, Pete had been going on these week long camping...
I love the fantasy of using and abusing a young teen girl 16+.Dressed in school uniform, id bind her hand behind her back and with a ball gag in her mouth...shes mine to do with what i like.Her odour and her smooth soft skin gets my pulse racing...
Magic Crayons by Maggie O'Malley This story is dedicated to my Auntie Sara the Art Angel. Her beautiful creations both art and literary bring joy and love to all they touch. Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman herself. Auntie Sara you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You bring a smile to my face every time...
As Valerie was unconscious the trio fought on. Altanta felt her neck and found she was still alive. A huge bump swelled on the side of her head. Atlanta took her death ray from the girl's hand and holstered it as she shot her own at all red devil's eyes. She heard the screams of the ones she had hit. Jackson and Ura kept slashing away at the ones who had the nerve to close in on them. The fog kept the creatures well hidden. Though the Dakins feared the heat ray, their hunger drove them...
I stood in front of the Greyhound bus station and watched her walk away. In the three years since I turned 18 I have tried four times to get sexually involved with a woman I was dating. Sylvia was the fourth to spend a week with me making love. She was also the fourth one to tell me I was a lousy fuck. I tried to accommodate them and do what they wanted, but whenever I tried to ‘eat pussy’, I just gagged and choked on the smell. As far as fucking was concerned, well just the idea of sticking...
Making Love To My HusbandIf I had to describe my husband Michael in one word, it would be this: nerdy. He’s possibly one of the nerdiest guys I’ve ever met. Not that it’s a bad thing. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. See, I’m a nerd as well. While I don’t game as much as he does, I’m a huge sci-fi, as well as fantasy fan.This making love to my husband story takes place when one day he decided to teach me how to play Skyrim, one of his RP games that he thought I’d like. So, we sat down in front...
Mara dropped her school bag by the front door and slid out of her uniform black shoes. It had been a long week of final exams and Mara was tired of everything she had to deal with at school. She was eighteen years old and about to graduate from high school. Depending on her grades on the exams she had just taken, she hoped that they were good enough to get her into the biochemistry course she wanted at University.The Catholic school she currently attended pushed her hard, but she knew it would...
IncestI've been blessed with a wide ranging imagination and enough money to travel, meet people and, at times, satisfy my imagination in interesting ways. My best sex has been when serendipitous strokes of fortune has opportunities fall into my lap like my Boat Bunny escapade. A few days of sun, sand and sex turned into a long boat ride filled with cock and cum at every turn and has become one of my favorite memories. (You can find my 'A New Kink For A Wicked Bunny' story if you want to search for...
It was an hour later when he first heard the sound of the approaching OPP vehicle. A splash and a clunk let Matti know that they were about 100 yards from the camp, and had just driven through the water filled pothole he had been intending to fill-in before he headed back to Thunder Bay in a couple of days. A momentary regret flashed through his mind as he realized he should have told Sgt. Cross to warn the officers who were given the call to come out to Lake Watchanabi. He remembered passing...
===================================== As the morning sun was coming in through the patio doors I slowly woke on the couch alone. Worried that my newly reforming friendship with Mark was totally screwed I got up and went into the bathroom to get ready to leave in case Mark was pissed at me. As I came out of the bathroom Mark said he had breakfast ready for us. Maybe some good will come out of last night. SO I went to the kitchen and sat down drinking my o.j. as I don't drink coffee. A...
“I trust you’ll join me in my Hummer?” She smiled as they walked out the door. “If you’d like me to, I will.” “I do very much!” She stopped and kissed him. Dan checked on Max, who was fast asleep in the front seat. They got into her Hummer feeling the interior warmth. “All I have to do is press this button down and the back seat folds down flat,” she said, stretching behind her and placed the back seat flat. “Now it’s our bed, unless you don’t want to fuck me here in the parking...
Hey guys. I got very good and positive responses for my last two stories. I hope you will like this one also. Remember guys. All my stories are real incidents. But these are not incidents for me. Only the first one was a imagination. This one is real Well, the story begins when I was in 12th class. There was a maid in my society who was around 19 years old. She was my age only. And she was damn hot. Well, when I saw her. I just wanted to make her my gf. I am not kidding. She was that much hot....
(Kate and I had just revisited an event that started 10 years ago when we were both married. As I stated in part one of the story, my wife Ella had passed away and Kate divorced her idiot husband.) * Kate and I just got finished with a wonderful love making session. Before she went into the master suite, Kate went to get a small bag from her luggage. We were both still naked and I was enjoying seeing her walk around. My cock was feeling like it could go another round. As Kate took her bag...
Hello all, my name is Rocky, an average looking guy with good physique. I shifted to Mumbai 6 yrs back and this is story is about my neighborhood aunty, how I got lucky with her. This is the real story and her name is Kunda (name changed), a 40 yrs old housewife with 3 children’s and with a 38-34-36- status. I came to know about her by my friends. Coming to the story, it was before the Ganpati festival we started to talk normally and I’m being new to this I use to feel shy and used to get...