Curiosity Killed the Cat
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Monday, June 17, 1996, Sanford Maine
Uggh! Consciousness came slowly and painfully. My awareness grew in two parallel waves. One was the awareness that came from waking up; the other was the awareness that came from realizing when one was in pain. My head was pounding something fierce. Goddammit, I had thought that maybe I had gotten lucky and been able to escape the headaches so often associated with brain trauma. I groaned aloud; I could already tell that it was a doozy. I’d need some pills and soon.
I opened my eyes and craned my head to look at the time. Shit. Again it was way too fucking early. It was only 7:01, and I was on bloody school vacation too. Well, I’d probably need to be getting up around that time for work when the business started anyway. Oh well, I guessed that the routine from throughout the year had sunk in too much. My head was getting worse with each second that I was awake. I groaned again and realized that I would need to wake up at least one of the poor girls that were cuddled up to my sides.
I was in so much pain that I could barely appreciate that I had two naked girls snuggled up to me. They were pressed in so tight to me that their mouths were mere inches from each other’s as their heads rested peacefully on my chest. Their arms were crossed, Amber’s hand resting on CC’s side just above her boob, and CC’s was on my chest just below Amber’s chin. They both had a leg bent up onto me as well. CC’s was on my crotch, and Amber’s was just below her’s on my thighs. Any other day, or any other time, and I would have been getting super turned on by my naked flesh blanket, but I needed help and fast.
“Amber, wake up! Please, Baby! I need my pills!” I said as I wiggled her shoulder with my good hand; she was on my right and CC on my left, the same as last time.
“Davey?” Amber asked groggily.
“Yeah, Amb. Please wake up, Honey. I am in a lot of pain. I need a couple Dilaudid’s right away,” I begged.
“Hmm, yeah. Okay, gotcha, Baby,” she said as she sat up and looked around. “Shit, you’re not going to let us sleep in all summer, huh?” she asked with a smile as she noticed the time.
She stood up and stretched before she leaned over and kissed my cheek. Then she went and grabbed my pill bottle from my desk, giving me a great view of her ass. I barely noticed it, though, through the haze of pain that I was in.
“Sis, I ... I think that maybe I’m going to throw up. I think that I might have what they call a migraine or something,” I moaned. “Help me to sit up, please.”
“Here, Baby! I’ve got you,” she said as she slipped an arm underneath my shoulders and helped me to sit up.
CC grumbled as I pushed her gently off me. She turned over with a snort and was immediately slumbering away again. She could sleep through an Earthquake, I figured. Pain shot through my ribs as a compliment to the pounding in my head as I moved to sit up. The grimace on my face must have said it all as Amber pouted in sympathy and handed me two pills with some lukewarm water leftover on my desk from the day before.
“Thanks, Amb. Do you think that you could still help me? I really wanna soak myself under some hot water right now. Would you help me with my wrap and cast, please?” I asked quietly while looking downward. My head hurt too much to look up at that moment.
“Of course, Davey! I am here to take care of you, Baby! It doesn’t matter what time it is or what it is that you need. Okay?” Amber stressed while she bent down and kissed my bald head. “Here, let me help you stand,” she said while tugging on my arm.
“Thanks, Peach,” I sighed as I stood up.
My head felt like someone was twisting a band of molten steel around it.
“I’ll take care of you, Baby. Come,” she said with concern as she led me to our bathroom.
Amber quickly unwrapped my ribs and got my cast covered up in plastic. I didn’t know what I would have done without her. She got the water hot, just how I liked it, and I sighed in relief as I laid down in the bottom of the tub, letting the water rain over me. I dozed away for about a half-hour, slipping in and out of awareness until the water started to turn a little cool. Thankfully, the pills had kicked in by then, and the headache was pushed back to a minor irritation that I could easily ignore.
I struggled my way into standing up after turning off the taps and managed to step out onto the bath mat. The stamina in my legs was getting much better. Maybe I could start walking around the block, I wondered. At least that would be some exercise because I felt like a slug just lying around all day. I got the plastic off my cast and managed to dry off most of my body one-handed, determined to test my limits. Unfortunately, I couldn’t reach most of my left side or upper back because it pulled on my ribs too painfully.
“Amber,” I whispered as I walked back into my room.
“Huh? Oh, hey, Davey ... Oh! Shit! I’m so sorry! I fell asleep, Baby! I’m so, so sorry! You got out and dried off alone! I should have stayed with you to do that!” she cried out, mortified as she jumped out of bed and fussed over me.
She quickly dried me off where I couldn’t reach before and rewrapped my ribs for me.
“Shh-shh, Honey! You’ll wake poor CC, and it is too damn early on a Monday when it’s summer vacation. Don’t be upset with yourself, Amb. I dozed off in the shower for a half hour myself. The pills kicked in, and that is exactly what I needed you to help me with. I didn’t need you waiting for me with a towel, Honey. I appreciate how much you’re doing for me already.
“And before you say it. Yes, I know that you want to help me and that I’m not a burden to you. I conceded that point to you already,” I said with a smile. “Besides, I need to start trying to do SOME things on my own. I figure being able to dry myself off is up there with wiping my own ass. Thankfully, for all of us, I can do both,” I laughed.
Amber came over and hugged me while kissing my chest. She held tightly to me for a good long moment. I knew that she was still processing her fear of having almost lost me. I stroked her hair with my good hand and just enjoyed the feeling of her skin against mine. I kissed the top of her head and breathed in deeply the scent of her peach shampoo. I loved that scent so much, that one plus vanilla.
“You don’t know how good this feels, Davey. To be in your arms again. It keeps hitting me still that we almost lost you. It went from a terrible nightmare to a happy dream almost overnight too. In a weird way, it seems almost like the past week happened to someone else and that it was only a ghostly version of me that had experienced it.
“Now, I have what I have been wanting. Both my brother and my best friend as my lovers, and it’s the three of us together now. No secrets! Do you even realize just how good it feels to be able to talk to CC about how much I love you?”
“Yeah, I can imagine. Hmmm, I bet it would actually feel pretty good talking to CC about you and me when you’re busy or something. I am so glad that we can all be together this way too. It’s like...”
Amber guffawed, “Of course, you’re so glad! You have two hot chickita’s in your bed every night! You’re living every man’s dream, Bro, and you know it!” Amber laughed as she nipped at my chest and slapped my butt.
“You’re absolutely right, Honey. I am the luckiest son of a bitch on Earth. Here I thought that I had already won the true love lottery and been granted a way to live in paradise with you at my side. Then it’s like getting struck by lightning twice, and I get another winning lottery ticket!?
“Not only did my ticket win the grand prize of all grand prizes, two gorgeous women that both love me, but I got the bonus numbers too! The two girls that I am in love with also are in love with each other. I can’t wait to explore this three-way relationship with you two, Honey Peach. It’s been two days, and I still can’t believe it,” I said as I sighed happily.
“Mmmm, yeah, we’re definitely going to have fun, the three of us. Just imagine how it’ll be once you’re all healed up, Bucko! That reminds me, you really need to talk to CC today,” Amber said as a serious look came over her face.
She leaned back from her hug to look up at me; her gaze was both loving and determined at the same time. Her gorgeous green eyes flashed at me, and I melted under her stare. God, she was beautiful.
“Oh? About what?” I asked, puzzled.
“You know! About how you got to be injured in the first place! You promised me that you’d tell the cops, Davey! Don’t you think for one second that I’m letting you out of that! I’m giving you the chance to do it, but if you don’t, or you try to cheese it somehow. Well, you’d be giving me no choice. I am not waiting around to see if they want to come back to try and finish the job. I agreed that we wouldn’t put any pressure on her, but that doesn’t get you off the hook for telling the cops about it,” Amber said sternly.
“Oh, umm yeah. I won’t break my word to you, Amber. You know that. I wasn’t trying to shirk my way out of talking with her. I told her that I’d tell her when I was home. But, just with the excitement of being back, and especially the excitement of being with the two girls that I’m head over heels in love with, well, you know. I kinda got sidetracked,” I said as I grinned and squeezed her butt again with my good hand.
“Yeah. Well, this morning you’re having that talk. Okay? Please, Davey? I’m seriously nervous about those guys. I mean, they hit you with a fucking baseball bat from a moving car and almost killed you! Like who the fuck does that?” Amber pleaded with me, looking genuinely worried.
“Yeah. Okay, Honey. I promise that I’ll tell her today. Besides, I promised to tell CC the truth about everything anyway, and she deserves to know. Speaking about our girlfriend, how sexy does she look lying there naked in my bed like that?” I asked with a leer as I gazed over at CC’s gorgeous ass.
“Mmm, it is a gorgeous ass, isn’t it? I wanna watch you fuck it someday while I eat her pussy. You have a choice, brother. One, we get dressed and go and make some coffee and breakfast. Two, we go in my bed for a bit, and I have myself a protein shake while you have a glass of freshly teased pussy juice. Or three, we cuddle up with CC and maybe sleep a little more. Which one do you want? Door number one, two, or three?” Amber asked me while she kissed me all over my chest again.
“Hmmm, choices, choices. Let’s see. How about we start with door number two. Then we go through door number one, and after that, we bring a nice tray up for CC too. If she isn’t already awake by then, that is. Door number three is a bust for me, though. I’m much too awake to go back to sleep again. Plus, I haven’t tasted your pussy juice in far too long, Sis. I’m parched,” I whispered into her in her ear.
She grinned up at me, flashed a 20-000 thousand-watt smile my way, and caused my heart to stagger its beats.
“You’re on the bottom, and if this hurts you at all, we stop. Got it, Buster?” Amber admonished while leading me to her bed by the hand.
“Sure, thing, Sis, but don’t worry. I didn’t injure my mouth or tongue. Have I ever told you that you’re a nympho? If CC is anywhere near as horny as you are all the time, then I’m in serious trouble. You two will have me in a full-body cast before summer’s over,” I said quietly with a chuckle.
“As long as your cock sticks out of the cast, then we’re all good, Bro,” she giggled.
We enjoyed a leisurely sixty-nine in Amber’s bed for around forty minutes or so. We checked in on CC after and saw that she was still sleeping peacefully and that she still had her sexy ass sticking out. For the thousandth time, I wished again that I was well enough to make love to her or at least stick my tongue up her butt. I had a lot to look forward to, that was for sure. We went downstairs, and I tried to help Amber in the kitchen, but I quickly got sent away after only slowing her down and getting in her way. Oh well, I was just as content to drink a coffee while watching her sweet ass moving around anyway. She rocked those jean shorts.
We had a great breakfast, and it felt so good just to be talking and laughing with my sister again like we normally did. I can definitely say one thing about everything that I had experienced over the past week. If you really want to appreciate the loved ones in your life, try almost dying. It works wonders for adjusting perspective. By the time that we had finished eating and cleaning up, it was nine o’clock already. So we made CC a plate of breakfast and took it up to her. I say we; what would be more accurate to say was that Amber made it, and I watched.
I wanted so badly to be able to slide in behind CC and wake her up by kissing her neck and hugging her. But, instead, I settled for watching my sister do it.
“Wake up, Babe. We brought you breakfast in bed, lover,” Amber murmured in her ear while kissing her neck.
“Wh-what? Time to get up? Mmmm feels so comfy. I love sleeping with you guys,” CC said blearily while yawning and stretching.
Amber grabbed CC’s tit as she stretched and squeezed it while she nipped at her neck.
“Fuck, if you keep that up, I’m going to get seriously frustrated. I can’t wait to at least not need to take half-breaths. It almost feels like I am going to run out of air most of the time, and it fucking sucks! I so want to make love to both of you,” I lamented.
“I could wake up like this every day, Amber,” CC purred as she kissed Amber on the lips with a peck. “Don’t worry, Master. I’ll take care of you! Any way you want, you know that. Whenever you need any relief or help, just tell me, and I’ll do whatever you need, Master,” CC said reverently while she sat up looking at me.
Awwww shit. CC and her master-slave shit were back. What the fuck do I do? I seriously needed to figure out how to talk with Amber alone, and I needed to call Mrs. Sullivan pronto as well. Fuck, I finally have both the girls I love together, and I need to be alone with just one. How ironic is that? I had better run with it for the moment. I would rather chew off my left arm than hurt her again.
“Well, in that case, CC. I want three things from you. First, I command you to eat your breakfast in bed that Amber made for you. I woulda helped, but you know,” I shrugged apologetically while looking at my cast. “I want you to feel loved when you eat it too. We both love you to pieces, you know. Two, after you’re done eating, I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum while I eat your sweet little pussy. I’ve missed you, and I need to taste my sexy girlfriend again,” I said lovingly. “Three, I want you to eat Amber after that until she floods your face with her cum,” I said with a grin.
“I second that!” my sister said with a giggle.
“Of course, Master! I would be happy to do all that! I love you guys so much that you have no idea!” CC said with a happy expression beaming from her face.
Needless to say, CC performed all three tasks exceedingly well and very enthusiastically. She called me Master quite a few more times, and it was really starting to get to me, but I didn’t know what to do about it. Her calling me that and with me pretending to go along with it did do a couple of things, though. The first one was that it made me realize without a shadow of a doubt that I had absolutely no interest in being a ‘Master’ of any sort.
I truly loved CC, and I couldn’t help but feel that my being ‘Master’ degraded her somehow, even if she wanted it. If it was a simple sex game, fine, but this was too much. Two, I realized that I saw CC as worth more than being some sort of slave, and I was determined to help her see it as well. Sex play was one thing, especially when everyone knew that it was just a game and that it really wasn’t serious. Hell, I’d be happy to be a ‘slave’ for a couple of hours for both of my girls, but not for ‘real’ real.
“That was so good, my little Butterfly. Mmmm, I missed eating you! Then watching you eat Amber, that was so fucking hot!” I said with a shiny grin due to the pussy juice still coating my face.
Amber crawled over to me and started to lick my face clean in between deep kisses as CC watched with her head lying in my lap.
“I think this three-way relationship is going to be amazing. Watching you kiss your brother is making me wet again. It’s so naughty! I love both of you, and watching you do stuff to each other really turns me on. Does that make me weird?”
“Well, CC, if that makes you weird, what the Hell would that make us? Love is love. We know that other people would be against us, but fuck them...”
“You’d better not! You only get to fuck us, Buster!” Amber mocked sternly as she giggled.
“Awww! But I wanna fuck everyone! Man, you just know how to spoil a guy’s fun!” I quipped back with an overly exaggerated pout and a laugh. “Anyway, back to my point. I didn’t just wake up one day and decide that I loved Amber more than just as a sister on a whim. You can’t just pick and chose who you’re going to fall in love with. I just woke up one day, and I just knew. Same with you, my Butterfly. It just hit me out of the blue. It was like, wham! I’m in love with Cindy Carson! I can’t turn it on or off, and even if I could, I wouldn’t change a thing. I love you both,” I affirmed.
“I’m glad that it turns you on, Babe. It certainly turns me on watching you with Davey! And we both know just how much it turns him on watching us!” Amber said with a giggle as she blew CC a kiss.
“Do ... do you guys think that you’ll truly always want me?” CC asked shyly.
“What makes you ask that?” I queried.
“I dunno. It’s just that I KNOW how much you guys love each other. I know you guys love me and everything. But your love is a forever love. What if I’m not a forever love?” CC asked quietly.
I could see that she obviously still had big security issues. I knew that Amber was my true love and that my love for CC was secondary. I really thought that in the end, though, it wouldn’t really matter. We all had enough love to go around, and I had come to realize that I seriously did love CC. A whole lot too. When I had learned that Amber loved her the same way, it had changed things in my mind. If we could be in an honest three-way, it was win-win for all of us. Or was that win-win-win?
Having an official girlfriend that I could be with in public made us realize that it would take the pressure off of us. If at least one of us was seen to be dating, then the questions about us siblings always being together would never form. It would also help us to hide the incestuous relationship between Amber and me. I didn’t see us letting CC go for any reason that I could think of. It wasn’t just that she was convenient either; besides the love that I had for her, Amber loved her to pieces as well.
“Cindy, my Butterfly. Why would we ever let you go? Huh? Can you give me one good reason why we wouldn’t want you to stay with us forever?” I asked while looking at her with a serious expression on my face.
“I dunno. Maybe you’ll get bored of me? Or what if you guys met someone better to be with you? I mean, what about once you guys move away and go to college or something? Where no one will know you; you might not want me anymore then. You could just be boyfriend and girlfriend. Then you guys could meet other girls that are a lot prettier and smarter than me. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be with either of you! You’re both so smart and good-looking!”
“Hey! CC, you stop that crap right now! You’re fucking HOT, Babe! You turn us both on like mad. Your body is smoking, and your damn smart, girl! Stop putting yourself down, dammit! It fucking bothers me hearing you do that. I love you so much that it hurts inside sometimes! It aches. You’re my best friend, and I love you more than you could ever know. My love for you IS a forever love!” Amber snapped angrily.
“CC, we would never get rid of you. I don’t care if a gazillion girls threw themselves at me. They could be naked at my feet in college and begging me to be with them, and it wouldn’t matter. They can’t replace you, Butterfly. No one can. I’m in love with you, but it’s more than that. I love you as a person, as a friend, and as a lover. It’s all those things together. Plus, you’re funny and smart; the sexy body is just a bonus. We’d have to be morons to let you go. I just got out of a coma and got you back, so I don’t plan on losing you anytime soon,” I admonished her gently.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know why. I just get so scared sometimes. Especially when I am happy. I start to feel like I don’t deserve it somehow and that it’ll all go away,” CC told us quietly with her head down.
“Come here, Babe. I love you, CC. I need you in my life forever. I’ll never let you go,” Amber said as she looked at CC with love.
“Hey, Butterfly. It’s real, and we aren’t going anywhere. Have we not been friends for eleven years?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she whispered.
“So, then this is just an extension of that same relationship. It’s just grown, Baby,” I said with a smile. “So just relax, enjoy us, and the newness of it all. Realize that we’re still the same people that have been with you for all those years, and know that’s never going to change. Not unless YOU change it, my little Butterfly,” I said reassuringly.
“Okay, I love you, Tiger. I love you, Amber,” CC said softly with a shy smile creeping across her face.
“Come on up here and kiss us, Babe. Plus, Davey has to tell you something. He needs to tell you about what he remembers about his accident and how it happened,” Amber said as she gave me the ‘you’re up now’ look while putting me on the spot.
“Yah! Kisses, I love kisses,” CC exclaimed, giggling as she climbed up my body to passionately kiss the both of us. “So what happened, David? How did you get hurt?”
“CC, what I’m about to say, only Amber knows right now. What happened to me wasn’t an accident. I was attacked while I was riding my bike home,” I said somberly.
“WHAT! WHO?! HOW?!” CC screeched as she sat up in alarm.
“I was biking home after passing my license test and had just turned onto Emery and was next to the creek. That’s when I heard an engine gun hard, and it startled me into turning to look. It was a good thing that I did because someone was trying to run me over...”
“What the fuck, David! Did you tell the police!” CC interrupted with shocked concern on her face.
“No, but he promised me that he would after he talked to you first,” Amber interjected.
“Talked to me first? Why?” CC asked, puzzled.
“You’ll know if you let me finish my story, Butterfly,” I said, slightly amused.
“Oh! Sorry, Master! I didn’t mean to interrupt you! I deserve to be punished!” CC gushed while she blushed and looked down.
“Stop that nonsense! The only punishment you’ll get from me is some kissing and a little licking,” I said with a grin. “Besides, it’s not as if I could spank you even if I wanted to,” I laughed.
“Amber could spank me for you!” she giggled as she blushed at my sister.
“Mmmm, you’d like that too much, you naughty girl! Now let Davey finish. It’s important,” Amber told her while giving her tit a playful pinch.
“Yeah, so getting back to what I was saying. It was a black car. I don’t know what kind because it all happened too fast; it was heading straight for me. So I swerved and was just barely able to get out of the way as the car roared past me. By the point that I was between the guardrail and the car and it was passing me, I saw the passenger, and he was hanging out the window with a baseball bat...”
“Oh! No!” CC gasped as she covered her mouth with both hands in shock.
“Yeah. I couldn’t avoid the swing, and it hit me full force in the back. That’s why I have the cracked ribs. Needless to say, I lost control of my bike, and I crashed into the rail and went headfirst, flying out over the creek. The last thing that I remember was trying to tuck into a ball and turn onto my side. I hit the rocks, and I knew that my forearm had snapped when I did. I bounced, and I felt my head smack on a big rock, and I blacked out,” I said quietly while recalling the event in its full intensity.
“Did you see who did it?” CC asked.
“Yeah, I did. It was that college kid, Carl. That friend of the shithead who tried raping you. One of the ones who was making fucking motions at Amber at Martin’s party. I guess they wanted some revenge on me for busting the asshole’s nose,” I shrugged.
“Holy shit!” CC gasped as she turned white. “That ... that means that it’s all my fault! Oh, David! I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry!” CC said as she collapsed onto my chest and started bawling her eyes out hysterically.
“Hey!” both me and Amber echoed at once.
“Cindy Carson! Stop that at once! An asshole rapist prick tried to hurt you! A girl that I just happen to love very much, by the way! The only people responsible for what happened to me are the two shitheads in that car, and that’s it!” I said with extreme agitation.
“CC! Davey saved you just as he would have saved me. If it was me that was being assaulted, should he have saved me or not?” Amber asked forcefully.
“He ... he should have saved you! But not me! I’m not worth it, and he got hurt because of me!” she bawled.
I was flabbergasted by CC’s response. I never would have thought that she would blame herself for my being attacked. It came right out of left field. She raised her head for a second from my chest and ran her hand gently over my stitches. Her red, watery eyes met mine briefly before she collapsed back onto me, bawling even harder.
“Hey, CC, please stop. Butterfly, it’s not your fault. I wouldn’t change a thing about how I saved you. If it meant being attacked by them like that a thousand times over, I would still stop you from being raped every single time. I love you, Honey. So, of course, I would step in to protect you. But I would have done that for anyone, Baby,” I said quietly as I kissed the top of her head while squeezing her tightly with my good arm.
“I would rather have been raped, Tiger. Then to see what you went through. What your family went through. You almost died because of me...” she whispered as she continued crying softly.
“I almost died because of two assholes who think that violence is okay, Cindy. You didn’t make them almost rape you or attack me. Yeah, they came after me because I beat that guy up, but it was worth every stitch and broken bone to have saved you. My wounds will heal over time. Much faster than the wounds I would have received if you’d been raped. That type of healing can take a lifetime,” I said, exasperated. “Listen, Cindy, do you really love me?” I asked.
“Of course! Tiger, I love you so much that it hurts! That’s why I would rather you hadn’t saved me. I can’t stand seeing you hurt, and now I know that it was all because of me! I’m not worth that!” she lamented, breaking into fresh tears.
“So if you really do love me. Then don’t you also trust me?” I asked gently while stroking her back.
Amber hugged us both and stroked CC’s back with me while looking at me with approval as she was clearly letting me do the talking.
“Yes, I trust you, David. I trust you with my life. I’m yours, Tiger,” she said with a sniffle.
“Then trust me when I tell you that if you had been raped, that it would’ve hurt me way more than my simply being in a hospital for a week. My broken arm, my cracked ribs, and my stitched head will heal over time, as I said. If you had of been raped, though, well, my spirit would have been wounded for life. CC, maybe you don’t value yourself, and I can’t make you do so, but I can certainly decide how much value that I place on you. That choice is up to me.
“A part of the problem, Cindy, my Butterfly, is that I don’t think that you truly realize just how much I do value you. I place you just below Amber, and I mean ‘just’ CC. I love my parents very much, yet I place you above them. So imagine how much I would be hurting if something bad happened to them or to my sister. Now think of how much I would be hurting if it was you, and consider how highly I just told you that I placed you. Do you not see?” I explained as lovingly as I could.
“No! No, David! Why!? I’m not worth that much! Your parents!? No! Why. Why me, David? I don’t understand. I’m just a stupid girl! I’m nowhere near as valuable as your Mom or Dad!” she protested while tears still leaked out hotly onto my chest.
“Cindy! You’re hardly just a stupid girl! You’re my best friend. My lover. You’re like the sister I never had! We both love you. Why do you hate yourself so much?!” Amber cried out in frustration.
“I ... I don’t hate myself, Amber. I just don’t think that I am worth David getting hurt for. I mean, he almost died! And if he had died! What would you have thought of me, Amber? Wouldn’t you have blamed me? Hated me? I would rather have suffered a thousand nights of rape and known that he lived than if David had died because he saved me. Well, I couldn’t live with that. I just couldn’t,” she sobbed into my chest, shuddering with her misery.
“Cindy, I guess that we’re at an impasse then because I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t try my best to protect you. That’s who I am, Butterfly. I would do that for anyone. But I don’t just love anyone. I love the both of you,” I said quietly while still stroking her back.
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Saturday, July 27th, 1996, Sanford Maine Shit. Why was Linda at Old Man Garth’s again? Surely she still didn’t want to kill herself? Did she? And just how did she manage to escape the police in the first place!? It was a good thing that Julie had spotted her driving out this way and had called to tell me. I had to find her before she did something she’d regret! I cared about her more than she knew! I pulled my truck up in front of the boarded-up dilapidated old farmhouse, my headlights...
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Tuesday, June 18, 1996, Sanford Maine “Tiger! Tiger! Where are you!? I got my car!! Come quick, David!” CC screeched through the front door as she startled me awake from where I had nodded off on the couch. “Huh?” I said as I rubbed my eyes and sat up, disorientated. I quickly realized where I was as pain shot through my ribs when I jolted upright. CC spotted my head as it popped up over the couch and proceeded to screech at me again. I glanced over at the clock on the mantle and saw that...
Saturday, July 20th, 1996, Sanford Maine I looked up with apprehension at the gaudy neon sign that hung, unlit as it was mid-afternoon, on the converted house-like structure across the parking lot in front of me. Willie’s Toybox. It sounded creepy, almost like you could have put the word Uncle in front of it. Uncle Willie’s Toybox; I pictured a dirty old man luring kids with candy, the name had that same sort of connotation in my mind. Even the old Victorian-style building looked perverted...
Sunday, June 23, 1996, Sanford Maine “Help me, Tiger!” I heard CC scream, which jolted me awake from a dream I had been having about building a luxurious waterfall garden. “Huh?” I grunted blearily in confusion as I struggled to open my eyes and orientate myself. “David,” CC whimpered as she clutched to my side. “CC? What’s going on, Babe? You alright?” Amber asked as she sat up. It was still dark out, and I glanced over at my clock; it was only 3:43 in the morning. Hearing CC moan again...
Tuesday, June 04, 1996, Sanford Maine I stretched out contentedly as I awoke to the feeling of warm sunshine upon my face; looking over to my clock, I saw that it was 8:45. I had my History exam that day at one o’clock, which was the one test that had me worried. I needed at least a solid B to satisfy my Dad’s requirement; if I received a B minus or less, there went the truck. Still, I would do my best and hope that it was good enough. My morning wood was laying rock solid across my stomach,...
Saturday, May 11th, 1996, Sanford Maine There was a hostage situation at my high school; nine gunmen had taken refuge there and had taken the entire student body and teachers prisoner. They were being held in the auditorium, and my sister was one of them. These guys were the worst of the bad; they had just robbed a bank and had killed two security guards and five bank employees. They were going to start killing students if the police didn’t give them what they wanted: A helicopter ride to...
Sunday, June 02, 1996, Sanford Maine I slowly awoke and gathered my wits as I rubbed the sleep out of my bleary eyes. My head was pounding. Ugh. I needed to learn when to stop drinking; hangovers sucked. I needed Advil badly and water; my mouth felt as dry as a box of cat litter. I also needed to piss, my bladder was so full that it felt like my back teeth were floating, and if I didn’t move soon, I would turn my mattress into a waterbed. What had happened between me and CC last night came...
Friday, May 31, 1996, Sanford Maine Mmmm, that was the best damn steak that I had ever tasted, so juicy and bloody, it was just how I loved it. Now, if I only had an ice-cold Corona to wash it down with... “Would you like a Corona, sir?” a scantily clad waitress asked as she suddenly appeared at my side. She just happened to be carrying a tray with a bottle of my favorite beer sitting right smack in the middle of it. “Umm, yeah, that would be great,” I replied as my eyes were drawn to the...
Friday, June 14, 1996, Sanford Maine The pain in my head was starting to make its presence known again. I guessed that the extra boost of morphine was beginning to wear off. Amber had just gone into the little washroom in the corner, and I was busy reflecting on what I had just remembered had happened to me. I was still trying to grasp it all. It was like watching a movie that had no sound, but at least you were decent at lip-reading. It was annoying, and you didn’t quite have all the pieces...
Monday, August 5th, 1996, Sanford Maine I sat there in stunned wonderment, still clutching Linda’s hand as I watched her cling to Amber with her free arm. Amber was squeezing her in a tight hug while straddling her in the recliner. Linda slipped her hand from mine to return Amber’s embrace in kind. Both girls were crying, and I had no clue what to say or do. Should I go get the Doctor? No. That’d be a dumb thing to do at this point. A knee-jerk reaction. We needed to talk first before we...
She had me at goodbye. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy the conversation. I was just too afraid to tell her that I loved the way she smelled, looked, and spoke to me. It was the middle of August and still hot, so we were both wearing bathing suits. The summer air escaped from outside relieving those of us who had decided to dip into the bar from the heat. Only difference between my bathing suit and hers was that I chose a sheer cover up. Being somewhat insecure about the instant pooch that I'd...
BisexualNote : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
Incest... I remembered the tempting voice of Bria 'I bet you squirt don't you? The quiet ones always do'. Too long had it been. I was sure that I'd peed myself, but as I looked back through jolts of pleasure, I saw my sweet, clear liquid squirt from my pussy onto the dildo and Gina's stomach. She started pumping the strap-on harder, deeper inside of me. "You better cum all the way bitch! I didn't wait this long to break you off for nothin'!" Gina had lost it. I was convinced. It didn't matter though....
BisexualMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Sunday, June 23, 1996, Sanford Maine “Someone’s at the door, can you get that, David?” our Mom yelled at me from the kitchen where she was baking her famous chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. “Yeah, of course,” I answered from the couch where I was cuddling with CC. Amber was cuddling up on the other side of her. It was endearing to see their growing closeness. I opened the door and was nearly bowled over by a tall blonde, blue-eyed girl, who shrieked in my ears as she almost hugged me to...
Tuesday, June 18, 1996, Sanford Maine I lay awake snuggled between my sister and our best friend and lover CC and quietly contemplated how complex my life had gotten so far. It was hard to believe that just a relatively short time ago, I had been a single clueless teenager of fifteen-years-old. Now I was a semi-clueless teenager, sixteen-years-old, and had two girlfriends to my complete amazement and disbelief. In my quieter moments, I had been analyzing the relationship that I had...
Monday, June 24, 1996, Sanford Maine I sat in stunned disbelief. From the moment that I had been placed into the back of the police car until the moment that they had me sitting in an ‘interview room, I was feeling pretty surreal. I couldn’t for the life of me comprehend a world where I was the one being arrested for assault when all I had done was save a friend from being raped. I looked up from where I was sitting as the door opened, and the Detective who had arrested me came into the room...
Saturday, May 04th, 1996, Sanford Maine My Sister Amber’s birthday was today; that thought was all that it took for me to start stroking my cock. It was already as hard as iron anyway since I had just woken up. Teenage boys always wake up with hard-ons that feel like they can cut through steel beams, no? Grabbing my shaft near the base, I squeezed myself hard, reached over to my nightstand, and pumped some skin lotion onto my right hand. Yeah, I had just discovered the wonderful benefits of...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Here's a little something that just sort of came to me - almost as fast as I could type. I guess the idea / dream had been sitting in the back of my mind for quite a while, waiting for a chance to come out. Anyway, enjoy. Curiosity Cursed the Cal By Elrod W The swaying hips, so perfectly rounding the rear of the short red skirt, with long tanned sexy legs stepping in the high heels had a hypnotic effect. Cal sat, a dreamy look in his eyes as the young lady sauntered around the...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Curiosity. By Tanya H. I'm not gay, I'm curious. At least that's what I was telling myself as I walked into the club, well known as a rainbow bar and a place I'd never been in before. I'd never been this curious before. My name's Dave by the way, I'm 27, average height, build and looks, single for the last three months - since Donna moved down south to further her career. Inside it was like any other night club I'd ever been in; the music was too...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
Thursday, Aug 1st, 1996, Sanford Maine “I sure hope Mom has some good news for us,” Amber said wistfully as we pulled into the Veterinarian’s parking lot for the second time this week. “Me too, Peaches, me too. Linda was supposed to be evaluated yesterday, and since Mrs. Miller told Mom that she wouldn’t be speaking with her doctor until today, we should find something out at some point, even if it isn’t until later. I just hope that they decide that she’s well enough to see her friends,” I...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
Thursday, July 4th, 1996, Sanford Maine “This is going to be super fun tonight, Bro! Too bad we couldn’t sneak in some beers, or some vodka, I feel like getting a little buzz on,” Amber smirked at me from where she was comfortably semi-reclined in my trucks passenger seat. “Yeah,” I absent-mindedly replied as I switched lanes to pass a slow-moving delivery truck. “Davey ... I’ve been thinking...” “Yeah?” I asked as she caught more of my attention. “I’m worried about the camping trip on...
Monday, May 06th, 1996, Sanford Maine BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! “Ugh,” I grunted, trying to reach over and smack off my alarm. At first, I was super confused; why couldn’t I roll over and get to my nightstand? I was perplexed for a few seconds. I will admit, I am not a morning person at all. That doesn’t mean that I am grumpy because I’m really not; my brain just doesn’t have any higher function capabilities before coffee. Okay, my sister and my parents would probably say that I had zero brain...
Sunday, July 14th, 1996, Sanford Maine “Still, no word?” I asked Amber as she came out into the backyard to bring me a tall glass of cold iced tea. She sighed heavily as she passed me the glass, “Nope, she’s not answering my calls at all. I’m tempted to get CC to drive me over, but I’m not sure about confronting her at her home just in case she makes a scene or something. Her parents could be there, and that could make things a gazillion times worse if they overheard something.” “That...
Sunday, July 28th, 1996, Sanford Maine I sat with my hands gripping the menu hard, frozen with fear. Carla’s words about her recognizing us still echoing in my ear. Amber’s and my worst nightmare was realized. We’d slipped up a little over a month ago and had allowed our being an hour away from home to give us a false sense of security, and now we were about to pay for it. I knew that Amber’s desire to be able to act like a regular couple in public would eventually get us into trouble. I...
Sunday, May 12th, 1996, Sanford Maine Mmmmm, it felt so good to be waking up snuggled up with my little, Sis. Her bed was pretty comfy too, but the walls were too goddamn pink for my tastes. Although I couldn’t say that pink didn’t have its beauty, that little pussy of hers was perfection. I could live inside her pinkness forever and never have it bother me. Feeling her spooned up against me, her ass tight against my pelvis, with my morning wood squished into her butt crack, was divine....
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesI always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....
Amateur Porn SitesWhat is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...
BBW Porn SitesHave you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....
Voyeur Porn SitesClothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...
FantasyWoah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
Creampie Porn SitesNo matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...
Cuckold Porn SitesI browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...
Extreme Porn WebsitesWednesday, July 24th, 1996, Sanford Maine I stretched my limbs and looked up at the perfect blue sky, you couldn’t tell that yesterday had been almost constant rainstorms. Thankfully it was hot enough that the grass wasn’t nearly as wet as I’d feared. Still, it was wet, and that in itself was annoying, but we had obligations, and damp grass can always be cut even if it’s messier and a real pain in the ass to do. I started the mower and went to work, I figured that it’d take me about twenty...
Friday, June 07, 1996, Sanford Maine I awoke slowly; the warm, comforting weight of my naked sister was pressed up tightly to my side. Her head was on my shoulder, and her arm was strewn across my chest. Her breasts were flattened out nicely against my ribs, and her right leg was entwined with mine. I could feel her soft breath exhaling across my skin as she slept peacefully, and I knew that she felt safe when I held her to me at night. I curled my arms up around her and squeezed her to me,...
Tuesday, May 14th, 1996, Sanford Maine “Wake up, Baby,” I heard as something shook my shoulder. “Muah, muah, muah,” my face was suddenly wet from slobbery kisses. My demon tormentor had returned from the Hell that she had been banished to. I struggled to open my eyes before I suffered any more tortures upon my person, but my eyes wouldn’t co-operate. So I tried to communicate that I was awake. “Murls, wuken cafite trouts. Hundtry boofeggs!” I vainly tried to speak in the Demon’s native...
Tuesday, May 28, 1996, Sanford Maine Where was I? Seemed like I was in a basement corridor somewhere. It was definitely damp and dark like one. The walls were concrete, the ceiling was uncovered, and naked pipes ran off into the darkness. How did I get there? Wait, I thought that I heard something ... There it was again ... so faint ... sounded like a girl crying ... But which way? Hmm, looked like there might be a four-way junction up ahead. There I can hear her again ... sobbing. Sounded...
Friday, July 19th, 1996, Sanford Maine Poke. Nudge. Shake. “Wake up, Davey Baby!” “Ouch! Fuck me, my arms been severed at the shoulder!” I grunted out in sudden shock. Poke. Jab. Poke. Giggle. “Wakey-wakey-corn-flakey!” “Goddamn! The pain! Oh, god! Why? Why do Demons hate sleep? Please, just let me get back to my dreams!” I moaned out in terror. I heard high pitched giggling; the She-Devil was gleefully watching me writhe in obvious pain. “Come on, Tiger! You get your cast taken off...
Sunday, June 16, 1996, Sanford Maine I awoke, again, for the millionth time since having fallen asleep the night before. Sleeping with that damn cast on was annoying as Hell. I had my arm raised above my head, resting on a pillow, but no matter how I placed it, eventually, its dull ache woke me up, and I had to rearrange how I had it positioned before I could fall back asleep again. If this was a precursor to how the next six weeks were going to go, then I was in for one bitch of a ride. I...
Monday, June 03, 1996, Sanford Maine “Davey, wake up,” a girlish voice hissed into my ear. Poke. “Ouch!” the She-Devil had crawled back from out of the pits of Hell; I had thought that maybe we were finally free from our evil tormentor. “Wake up, Bro!” Poke. Poke. Poke. Grab. Shake. “Owww! Shit! FUCK ME; I’M DYING!” the She-Devil had gone in for a multi-strike approach this time, penetrating our blanket defenses. Cackle. Our right side had suffered a breach between the fourth and...
Monday, June 03, 1996, Sanford Maine I walked into the delicious smell of something frying. “Hi, Honey Peach! I’m home!” I yelled out as if I was the husband returning from work. “Hi, Baby!” my sister yelled back as she glided over to throw her arms around me, welcoming me home with a super sexy kiss. “You’re early!” “Yeah, the exam was ridiculously easy. What’s cookin’ good lookin’?” “Well, I thought that you deserved a treat for being such a good boy before. I am making chicken...