Candy for Aaron Part 2
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I woke slowly to find someone was pushing me into their vagina. I could not see who it was because all of the LED lights around the room had been turned off. The people that did my room did a great job ensuring all light was blocked. With the LED lights off, the room was pitch black.
I knew for sure it was not Crystal, or even Annie, because this girl was very tight, and a virgin. She was taking it slowly trying to get me inside her without causing her much pain, or maybe just trying to do it without waking me. Crystal had to have been in on it because someone pushed the girl down hard on her hips. I felt my dick rip through the barrier and go two inches up inside. The girl winced at the pain before slowly working my dick all the way up inside her.
I felt I was wearing a rubber when the girl started figuring out how to ride me. Her pussy was super tight around my dick, but the feeling was really dulled compared to doing it bareback. At least she must have used some lubricant to keep her slippery enough inside to not pull off the rubber.
"His dick made you a woman and you woke him up. If you want to feel him go off inside you then you better hurry it up. You took way too long getting up the courage to finally do it. Your mom is going to start honking her horn. She cannot be late to work Kelly," Crystal whispered.
Damn I would have done it without her having to sneak around and letting someone else know she fucked me.
I never said a word as Kelly started to really ride me. Her moves were very jerky and I think she came every few seconds. Half a second after a horn honked outside, there was a cold breeze cooling off the hot pussy juices she had poured all over my balls. There was a lot of shuffling around before I heard someone go through the light trap and out of my room. Very faintly I heard the front door shut just before a car drove away. That is so not cool. Sure I get that guys pop off fast and leave girls hanging, but it was just mean to not at least pull the covers up.
I was all ready to go, so I expected Crystal to move over me to have a little fun now. Instead I felt someone petite moving her legs outside of my thighs. I almost went off in her hand as she stroked the rubber off my dick and then used a warmed wet wipe to clean me up.
Ok, David going right to the naked and almost naked pictures the girls had sent me while I was in my coma was probably not the best idea when trying to keep from going off.
Luckily it did not take her long to get my boner lined up with her pussy and her cherry gave only gave enough resistance to know she was a virgin. Getting the purple crown of my dick past the tight ring of her vagina was that she needed to slowly push me inside her. The first time my dick stopped I thought maybe she had a sponge thing inside until she grunted a little in discomfort. Three more times she tried to get me deeper inside her only to grunt in pain.
She had to have figured that no more was going in, and started to experiment with ways to move her pussy to get her off. After she had a small cum, she laid down on top of me to take a break. I finally learned it was better to just let them take the charge, so I gently rubbed her back and small butt, as I waited to see what was next on today's virgins using David's dick.
"Please be on top David. My legs just don't spread wide enough to keep doing it that way," she said hoarsely in my ear.
I wanted to cum now that I was more awake and gently I rolled us over. I tried to keep inside her, but had to pull out of her to get her legs moved around for a better angle. Taking a few seconds I quickly looked inside her to look to see if she was fertile. Not only did I not see any eggs waiting, it really seemed that she did not even have any getting ready to be released anytime soon. There was the needed type of energy there, it was just still weak.
I pulled the rubber off and then used my fingers to pretend to feel around for her pussy. Not unexpectedly I found her pussy was smooth as a baby's butt with no feeling of stubble or any hairs at all. I had no idea who this girl was or if she was even at least fourteen, but I trusted Crystal. She had let this girl into my bed with me and would not have, if this girl was someone who would get me tossed in jail for fucking. It did make me stop for just a few seconds to wonder if this was cool.
To hell with this, this is the second girl to get me going and then stop before I could cum. She used my dick to pop her cherry and told me to get on top, so I am going to fuck her. Kelly and Crystal can't lie and say the room was not completely dark.
Making sure my dick was really lubed up, I rubbed it all around her pussy and milked out pre-cum against her vagina. I hadn't needed to bother. She was scorching inside and her pussy juices were running like a river. I pushed back into her to find my dick still stopped with some left outside. Slowly I started to take long strokes as I waited to be sure her pussy was loosened up enough to go faster. I had not even gotten started when she came hard and then pulled me down on top of her.
Instantly I found her hands pulling my face to hers as she got our lips together. We tongue kissed as her cum finished and her pussy relaxed enough so that I was able to move again. After a few minutes I lifted up and let my hands wander up to her chest. Instead of feeling nipples or boobs, I found her hands. I tried to gently move them away and she resisted. Deciding two could play this; I looked inside her and found that she was building up orgasmic energy to cum again. I did not pull it out I just blocked the energy going to her brain so that she was right on the edge without being able to get off. It started to have the effect I wanted as she started to rock her hips trying to get me to hit somewhere she needed to make her cum. Instead I just kept on screwing her as I also blocked my own need to cum. When I was really pounding her, she moved her hands to my waist trying to get me deeper inside her. Now that her hands were busy, I let mine slide over her chest.
I found her nipples and they were smaller than my own. I let my hands wander over her body to find her boy straight hips and a stomach free of the pre-growth spurt baby fat. This girl was not even looking to be in puberty yet, so I wanted to know who she was.
Dang it! I want to know and Crystal would never tell me.
I finally laid down on top of the girl again, found her lips, and then let us both cum together.
"It always feels better to both of us if I don't wear a rubber, especially when we cum together. Messier, yes, as I am not sure if your cervix is even open enough to let my sperm fill up your immature uterus or not. I did not feel any getting pushed out when I was trying to drive it as deep inside you as I could. Don't tell me your name. Just let me at least feel your face before you leave to sneak past my parents. I am pretty sure your parents would kill you if they found out about this. At least you don't have any chance of getting pregnant from me for at least a couple more years," I whispered in her ear. "I loved helping you become a woman before your body was even ready be with a boy. You had better stay away from your parents today. I was all the way inside you at the end and should never have been that far into someone as small as you. I think you are going to be really sore for days. Now hurry off while I go pee."
Before I let her get up I slid back into being "blind" like I had learned at the clinic. Gently using my fingers I traced over her face. It was almost as if I had a digital 3D scanner in my head. I was able to map out her face in amazing detail. I recognized her instantly. She was a girl that should be sixth grade this year but she had skipped two grades ahead and was in eighth. My memory came crashing back to remind me that if no one else was around or I was off in one of my well picked hiding places, she was there sitting with me about half of the time. She never said a word or trying to reach out to me in any way, she was just there with me for some reason.
I had already gotten up to make it to the bathroom when I felt her there allowing me to lead her in with me. I recognized the hold on my arm as matching what I had been taught when I was learning about how to be blind. Just as I had learned to be led, I led her over to one of the toilets, turned her around, and whispered to her that I was backing her up to it. When she got seated and started to pee, I put her hand over the toilet paper. The amazing thing is that it was pitch black in here. Somehow my mind had already mapped out my entire bed and bathroom so I could navigate it blind. I peed quickly and found her waiting for me. I led her back into my room as I used the place in my head to see if there were any other squiggly lines anywhere around my room. I found that what looked to be Crystal was over on the other side of the drop down light partition. Mom and dad seemed to be still sleeping in their room. I did not see any other squiggly lines anywhere around my house or outside until I was two houses down the block.
Taking the girl back to my bed I pulled her up into my lap. This was not time for sex. Almost as soon as she got settled I felt the first tears drop down onto my chest. I held her there as I rubbed her back as she cried. I tried to remember if I ever heard her name or even heard her speak before today. She took a long time to finish crying herself out before pulling back.
"I went to the clinic too. They tried to fix my eyes so they were not so light sensitive, but did not have any luck. I spent a while without being able to see. I never saw you wear glasses at school. I knew it was you soon as I felt your face," I said quietly to her. "I am really sorry I never even asked you your name or said a thing to you all those times you sat with me."
She pulled my head down so that my ear was close to her mouth to say, "I never told anyone my name because I sound like this. Teachers never ask me questions. I learned how to be like you. Everyone thinks I am mute."
Her voice was a shock. She was really straining to speak to me and what came out was very gravely with a hiss to it. It must have taken a lot out of her to say even that much and it made me pull her back tight to me before she said more. I held her to me and she held me right back. It was a special bond between us that I never knew we had formed until today.
She did not want to let go of me.
Something made me look inside her as she held me tightly. There was nothing out of the ordinary for any other healthy girl, as far as I could tell. I was just about to turn off the place in my head when I found myself zoomed in on a sickly colored energy in her throat. I zoomed in more and saw it was not some sort of cancer, bacteria, or even what I think a virus would look like. The closer I looked, the more it looked like some sort of microscopic bug. I zoomed in even more to see it must be a sort of parasite. It was moving around close to the area where science class had said we had our vocal chords. It did not look like they were doing much to hurt her, though they appeared to be eating on something there.
Something about the special bond she had with me told me that nothing could even make her to tell anyone at all about what I was going to do for her.
"I know you trust me and so I am going to trust you with something," I whispered to her. "This is going to feel really weird and maybe hurt a bit. I am trying to help you in a special way only I think I can."
Before she responded, I found the energy for all of the bugs. I reached over to touch a cleverly grounded part of my headboard as I pulled the energy out of the bugs into me and pushed it into ground. This killed the bugs off instantly. I kept looking around the same area for other odd colors of energy and found some with a bit of a different hue that turned out to be millions of eggs that seemed ready to hatch. I got a really odd sense about the energy in the eggs. It was almost like they needed something else to be there to make them hatch. I sucked the energy out of them before I carefully used just tiny bursts of energy to break up all of the dead bugs and eggs. Her blood circulating around the area was already starting to gather the bits up to get rid of them. I took her back to the bathroom and found a cup so that she could get a couple long drinks.
"You at least need to give me something I can call you, even if it is not your real name," I whispered to her.
She swallowed hard, took more sips of the water and the in a very surprised, and a bit loud, but angelic voice she said, "Hope. David, just call me Hope. It is all I had since that day you left me all alone. We were someone the other needed to sit with them. You never asked me to talk, said anything to me that would require me to reply, or did something to make me have to scream. I want to stay. I want to spend days just talking with you now, but I have to go."
As she left the bathroom, she went over to find one of the light switch buttons that made the night lights in the room come on. Hope waited for me to come out into the room. I found her grinning at me as she showed me her naked body. If I had not remembered her before, seeing her face would have kick started my memory. She always looked like an angel to me. Bright round cheeks, soft lips and soul searching green eyes. The rest of her body showed no signs of having started puberty. Her looking into my unprotected eyes had me rock hard in a flash. Hope took a few seconds exploring it before rushing over to get dressed.
She pulled me into a big hug and said, "Thanks for making my fourteenth birthday the best ever!"
Huh? How could she be fourteen today? She did not look even twelve.
I laid back on my bed and made myself run through all of the times I had gone off to one of the places, where I was sure no one knew about, to be alone. No matter how hard I racked my brain, it stayed stuck in neutral. I had to finally turn the place in my head back on to jumpstart my memories. Once the memories started to flow, they all came back to me like fifteen feet of snow sliding down a sixty-five degree mountain slope. Man I had been really off in my own world these last few years.
I believed I had been alone all of those times I went off to hide. Seeing all three years of middle school memories rushing by so quickly showed me I very rarely had any times where I was alone. Hope was there a lot when I went to my three favorite places. There was only one place where I was always alone. I used that when I could time it right. To get there I had to leave right before lunch finished to get in there before everyone came out. My biggest surprise came when I remembered the place I went to over one a third of the time. I must have just shut down completely when I went in that hiding spot.
How could I forget this spot? What in my subconscious would make me forget this spot?
Of all of the various places, this was the chosen spot where girls flashed me their growing boobs, freshly sprouted pussy hairs or even just their bald pussies. At one point or the other, all of the ones that got up to flashing me their most private of places had squatted down in front of my face to open up their secrets to my eyes. The memories were so intense I was remembering each time I felt my underwear against my boner, when I started feeling the cool wet spots from my pre-cum and the strong, individual scents of pussy juices. I was pulled out of my trip down memory lane when Crystal came in to gently shake me from my sleep like trance.
"After your morning guests I would not have thought you could get hard again so soon David," Crystal said as she reached down to line me up with her very wet pussy.
I laid there enjoying the sensations for a while before telling her why I was hard. I told her about all of the times I had gone off to one of my hiding spots during recess thinking I was alone. She smiled at me and said there was never a time I was alone at school, no matter how hard I tried to hide myself away. I may not have ever seen them, but a lot of them watched out for me. Crystal told me how Hope seemed to be there with me most times. She said it was not so much that they were trying to draw me out, it was that they worried that maybe I was going to commit suicide.
Every year in middle school there was at least one kid that committed suicide that no one ever had a clue about even thinking about it. One girl in particular had straight A's, was a starter on the girls basketball team, play softball with her church team and was right there at the top of the popular clique. If she had made it to high school, she was a shoe-in for the basketball team, National Honor Society, head cheerleader until Basketball season and some say she would have been prom queen in her junior and senior years. She was one the girls that my flashback had shown sitting with me at least once a week in sixth grade. In seventh grade she came to the spot girls came to show off their bodies. Even with her gone now, I could never tell anyone how she confided in me that she had learned to masturbate. She was smart enough to know it was normal, but embarrassed about anyone ever finding out she did it. Well everyone except me. As Crystal rode me I was pulled back to every single time this girl had stripped off her panties, laid back on the ground and masturbated until she came. I was just going off in Crystal as my mind replaced Crystal with that girl riding me and us sharing her first orgasm from sex. With my memories so clouded until now, I am not sure I will ever know if she was my first or not.
Pulling her into a quick kiss, I told her, "Not until I my memory was jogged today, I always thought I was there alone. I never registered that anyone was ever there with me at all. Now I wonder what else I have forgotten during those times. It is kind of scary that I would be so far gone."
She pulled me into a quick shower and as we were drying off Crystal explained, "How you were then, is how Aaron has been since you were hit with lightning, only he did not spend years getting that way. His family has had him under really close watch to make sure he does not commit suicide. They recruited cousins and his sisters to have someone around him all of the time, even in the bathroom. They take turns sleeping in his bed in case he gets up during the night. If there is anyone who can get through to him, it is you. We have to hurry to get over there while it is just his sisters keeping an eye on him."
I almost made a big mistake and forgot to grab my dark goggles from the bathroom. The lights in the room had been lowered down to what was comfortable for me without my goggles, so I forgot I did not have them on. It was just by luck that Crystal handed them to me so that she could turn the lights up to find what she wanted to wear.
Crystal had already sliced up some apples for me to eat as we walked over to Aaron's house. It was not that far, but she kept asking me if I felt that I was getting tired. I wanted to tell her that I could run for hours at full speed and never get tired now due to the place in my head. Sure I needed food to feed my body what it needed, but the energy my muscles required came from somewhere else. I knew she was just making sure I was ok since it was up to her and Annie to get me back into shape.
We never made it up the walk to the door at Aaron's house before I had two girls, with their small braless breasts, slamming into me. They almost knocked me down and would have if I had not had a second to brace for impact. Both girls were making sure I was feeling their hard nipples pushing into my arms as they kissed my cheeks. Not even thinking about how it happened, I found my hands down inside their shorts to run their smooth firm bare commando butts. From how they were grinding their wet pussies into my legs, I am pretty sure they liked it. There was no question they had been horny and ready long before I got here.
"Girls," Crystal said peeling them off me and pulling my hands out of their shorts. "David is here to help Aaron. You two can get penciled in anytime."
They did not want to let go until Crystal mentioned Aaron, then they acted like she dumped cold water on them.
They each took a hand as they led me up to Aaron's room and knocked on the door. It seemed no one expected him to answer, said it was house rules. Inside I saw that Aaron was just sitting on his bed staring toward the TV. He looked like a zombie. I can only imagine that this was how I looked a lot of the time at school.
The girls all stayed outside his room as Crystal pushed me inside. I had no idea what to do or say to Aaron, I did not know him at all. Even with the return of my suppressed memories, he was just another of the faces at school that I did not interact with. The best I could think of was to just go over to sit in a chair near his bed. I moved it enough that I was just off to the side of the TV he was staring at right now. I heard the click of his door as I was closed.
What the hell now? This is just weird. He has no idea I am even here.
Finally I just did the best I could come up with; I reached out to shake his shoulder a bit and winged it, "Aaron. It's me, David. I should not have been pretending to be a log in the middle of the field. I felt something bad was going to happen all day long. You landing on me hurt like hell, but all you did was cause me a little pain, it had nothing to do with what happened to me. If anything it stopped the bad feeling for a few minutes. I remember not thinking about something really horrible coming as I tried not to puke from getting kneed in the nuts. You have no reason to blame yourself at all. Dude you got to snap out of this funk. Everyone in your family is worried sick that you are going to walk out into traffic or do something equally as stupid to kill yourself. Man I am fine. The only thing wrong with me now is that the lightning hitting around me made my eyes super light sensitive and have to wear really dark goggles all the time. It sucks, but the teachers can't say I have to take them off in school, can they? Finally I can take a nap without them knowing! How many pairs of sunglasses did you lose last year?"
I am not sure where the sunglasses part came from. I don't remember him getting in trouble for wearing them in school.
Hell I don't remember anyone getting in trouble.
"That bitch Mrs. Claremont got six pairs off me, three just hanging off my shirt after recess as I was going to put them in my locker," Aaron said in a monotone response. "She hated me for no reason at all."
He was still staring off into space and did not seem to realize I was there.
I had not really talked to any boys at all my age in years; I did not even know what to talk about.
Since he really hated out old English teacher I asked him, "So what did you do to her to piss her off?"
"I never did anything. Well nothing any different than anyone else. Once I printed off some funny spelling words and she handed them out. Christ, Joel changed out one of the videos for porn that had a chick that looked exactly like her right down to her hair and clothes she wore. Robby hacked her laptop to make it have super loud explosions, moans and horns for every action in Windows, and then he hid the sound control. She never treated them like me," Aaron replied with a bit more feeling than his reply before.
"Hey at least she noticed you enough to be a bitch toward you," I told him. "I could have gone right up in class and taken a dump on top of the papers she was grading or pissed in those ass smelling flowers she always had on her desk. I doubt she would even have noticed. She did not even grade any of my spelling tests. One I wrote out using all misspelled cuss words. I got a 100."
He was sort of looking at me a bit now and said, "David you so got a pass in middle school from the teachers. Everyone was worried you go all Jeremy on them. That mute girl, that one who skipped all those grades, even caught crap from Mrs. Claremont. What was the deal with that shit anyway? That girl never did anything and always got perfect scores. No one messed with her either. Not quite like you, though. She did participate in stuff even if she can't talk. Kind of hard to insult and cut-down someone that does not fight back or cry."
"I wish I remembered more about stuff that happened at school. I thought I was just invisible to everyone. Instead I had been ignoring everything going on around me," I replied. "If I had not been off in my own world, I would have heard you coming before you tripped over me. You are really flat footed. Everyone can hear you coming long before you get there. Why do you think they always found you first in hide and seek?"
He looked to be perking up a bit.
"Fucking hell. Why the hell didn't you ever tell me," he asked me.
I hoped I looked as smart assed as I wanted when I told him, "Like Duh! I stopped talking to anybody after my birthday party where no one showed up."
He started to say something and stopped. Over and over again he seemed like he was trying to get his mind into gear. Whatever I had said jogged something deep in his head. I watched as he blinked and turned toward me. He still blinked a lot, but had a blank look on his face. For a few seconds at a time it looked like he started to come out of the zombie state. I just sat there since he did not seem to be responding like before.
Instead I looked around his room before I tried again. He had posters of women with big tits in tight dresses standing around exotic cars, some sports team posters and then some trophies from what I think may have been t-ball and little league. There were a few books over by his TV, an old X-Box 360 and a few games. From the dust on it, he had not played any since I was struck by lightning.
Out of the blue Aaron moved forward on his bed toward me and asked, "Ok David. You have to explain this shit you said about your birthday because I am really fucking confused. What do you mean the birthday party that no one attended? I was at the roller rink. It was packed. Almost every single kid who ever had you to a party and every kid that ever met you was there. They ran out of skates in most sizes. There was the biggest mound of gifts I have ever seen. Mom said she had been told the party was supposedly a way to apologize for all the parties you went to and did not bring a gift. Still everyone brought you a present. I know I brought one. I can't believe you never showed up. Everyone thought you were such a dick to have a huge party and then not come. When you stopped talking to people right after that, some said you could not deal with the guilt and were too chicken to face everyone. Others said you went crazy. I don't remember what I said about it. I only remember that the Monday after the party you weren't the same. Not that we played or talked back then, I just noticed you weren't you anymore."
I finally felt some sense of peace as I went over what Paula said about her mom did to me. I told him how it started with the outfit mom got for Paula's doll and Paula's mom making sure no one knew it was from me. I told him about all the times she changed the tag to make my gifts from Paula and then told everyone that I did not bring one. She knew my mom always went out of her way to make sure she had me one of the most wanted gifts, the ones that everyone else coming would never buy. I told him how mom made me keep going to parties when I never got party favors or even cake. Since their family had thought enough of me to invite me, I was damn sure going to go help the birthday kid celebrate. I had to give the best gifts if I wanted to get nice things in return. Finally I explained how Paula's mom was so cruel as to come to my mom to help do all the invitations and arrange everything for my skating party. Instead Paula's mom reserved another rink across town, worked it out that everyone keep it a complete surprise from me and my family. How she was doing everything she could to make sure I was going to be completely devastated on my birthday.
As I talked, Aaron went between being a zombie and being back in the real world as he seemed me trying to put two and two together. Shaking his head he angrily told me, "Fucking cunt! That is one cold bitch! If I found that someone did that to me, I would go find her daughter and do everything I could to make her life miserable in return. When everyone finds out what happened to you back then, there is no way Paula will not be crying all of the time for the rest of high school."
"Aaron, Paula had no idea about what happened. Her mom is bat shit crazy. Even if she did know about it, that was so long ago and Paula is not like that at all now. I talked to her a lot after I woke up in the hospital. I know she is suffering enough guilt over it and she never did anything wrong. After all, if her mom had not done all that stuff to me, I would never have been so indifferent towards everyone. I mean, I get it now, Aaron. You thought you caused me to run off and get hit by lightning so you have been trying to punish yourself. All you have really done is punish everyone in your family, man. They are so freaked out about you being like this," I told him as I pulled over this large chromed trophy, made to look like a hubcap, so that he could see his face in it. "Your kid sisters have had it the worst. They have had to take turns sleeping with you to make sure you did not kill yourself in the middle of the night. How many times do you think they were grossed out to find your morning wood pushed against the butts or your hand over their tits? I bet it was no better with your cousins when they were here."
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By my hubby MarcMy buddy Aaron called me up last Friday night and asked if my wife and I would like to hang out. He said he wanted to check out a new martini bar located down town and that he wanted to hang out at his place first. He mentioned that it was an upscale bar so to dress accordingly. I knew that Aaron had a thing for Moni and this would be a good opportunity for him to flirt with her and get a real good look at her all dressed up. I put on a sports coat and looked pretty sharp but...
By my hubby Marc My buddy Aaron called me up last Friday night and asked if my wife and I would like to hang out. He said he wanted to check out a new martini bar located down town and that he wanted to hang out at his place first. He mentioned that it was an upscale bar so to dress accordingly. I knew that Aaron had a thing for Moni and this would be a good opportunity for him to flirt with her and get a real good look at her all dressed up. I put on a sports coat and looked pretty...
Gina did not have the slightest idea what was in store for us that evening and neither did I. Telling her that we were there to further the fulfillment of a thirty-something female's sexual desires would sound ludicrous; I didn't believe it myself. Priscilla Baker welcomed us to her home, reminding us, especially me to call her Priscilla. The dress was everything she said it was, thin material that let the outline of her white underwear show through, yet loose fitting, moving with her ass...
I saw her smile, and then I peeked back at him. "Would you like your schlong to slip into my pussy, Aaron?" I pondered, leaning towards him.He swallowed and licked his lips for a moment. "May I kiss you first, Rachel?"I brought my lips right to his and lied right on top of him. My hands slithered over onto his shoulders as his palms found their way to my lower back. My boobs pressed onto his chest and I noticed his rod rubbing on my stomach.He had his eyes closed for the time being, and I saw...
TabooMy curiosity got the best of me. I found myself online checking out the bi-sexual chatrooms. I began chatting with a fellow named Aaron, who I discovered was 38. I lived in the Dallas area, and he lived about 90 miles away. He informed me that he was coming to Dallas in two weeks on business. So we continued to chat and get to know one another. After quite a bit of talking, which eventually steered into a sexual conversation, we both had a burning desire to be with another guy, but neither of...
I slipped into it and peeked at her lying on the bed. "Are you ready for me, Rachel?" I pondered, strolling towards her."Yes, Evette, now get on the bed and make love to me. I'm pretty sure the dildo is plenty lubed up now, so don't tease me."I slowly got onto the bed with her and lay right on top of her. "I love you, Rachel," I whispered before I kissed her and placed my hands on her thighs."I told you not to tease me," she reminded me before her palms found their way onto my butt. "You are...
TabooWow Lola, What a thrill is it to get your emails. I always get a double delight from them. The first thrill is just reading them and getting turned on. Your ideas always dampen my pussy. The second joy is reading them to my poor hubby Aaron and watching his face get beet red, knowing I'm sharing, with another sexy woman, all the cute things my hunky boyfriend Pete and I do to him. He's so embarrassed that I share this stuff with you, and that it gets you as hot as it does. You asked me to tell...
Erotic FictionWe made one stop on the way and it was just after one in the afternoon when we set the plane on the ground near Moline. The kids had flown before, but not in a small jet such as this. The other times had all been in larger commercial craft. Mom was waiting for us. "Betty and Billy, this lady is your grandmother. We will be living with her for awhile. Mom, this is Karen Olson, Neica's sister. She has been caring for Neica's children." "Welcome Betty and Billy. Karen, you are welcome too....
"Aaron would you please hold still?" "But it tickles!" Max sits back on his heels and I twist to look at him beside me. Paintbrush in hand with a blue smudge on one cheek, he looks like the art student he always was at school. But at the moment he is only wearing jeans and I am dressed in exactly nothing. It's also only about half six, but I was willing to make the sacrifice for the sake of art, and possibly sanity. Max gives me a faux-stern look, I pout, and he gets back to painting....
No one says anything as I stand at the front gates of the school and take myself out of my clothes. There is no need for body paint anymore with my skin as brightly coloured as it had been yesterday morning. My bruises have darkened and grown overnight. They all stand there and stare at me, and I stare back, picking out the shape of Christian's retreating back, his head down. I have never known such silence in school as the class sits, looking anywhere but at me, and Mrs. Roe takes the...
Aaron Starts Out By Jeanie Bernard I didn't get many chances to go outside dressed in my favorite skirts, panties and heels, but I often did dress in the privacy of my room. I really liked makeup as well because just a little made me look so girlish I could hardly believe it. Shaving all the hair off my body was thrilling, too - the smoothness of my legs and underarms made me feel very feminine when I wanted and I had very light hair so it wasn't much trouble. I could...
It hasn't been the best of mornings. I arrived downstairs, clothed, with my bag, to find both my parents waiting for me. By the time I leave for school they should both have already gone to work. I look between them, my mother smiling, my dad looking somewhat reserved. They already knew. Well, they already had suspicions that I was gay. That's why they put me in The Program. If anything, that hurt more than all the accumulated humiliation of the previous two days. They did it because I had...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
It was 10pm when I got into my car and headed out. I will never forget the look of horror on my wife's face when she caught me balls deep in our daughter's cunt. I was fucking her brains out, she was screaming harder, harder while cumming like a freight train. I didn't even have time to pack anything. It looked like she was looking for our gun. Why did I have to buy that damn thing anyway? Where was I going to go? I got to the Indiana border about 80 miles out of town at a rest stop...
I don't much see the point in wearing my uncomfortable school uniform this morning, since I have to take it off anyway. So I get dressed into my weekend gear and arrive at the school gates wearing heavy duty black boots, blue jeans, an open weave black mesh shirt and a leather jacket. I've also brought with me a small fleece blanket and Christian's newly washed jumper. There is a crowd at the school gate, including several teachers, most of the school, Christian, and Mr. Johnson. All to...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Part Two: The Party After a shower the next morning, I tried to make it up to Bryan. I told him that I had sat on Aaron’s lap and that I had let him go so far as to feel my tits and ass—through my clothes, of course, not bare. It was enough. Bryan got very aroused and fucked me as well as he could with his equipment, I guess. It was hard not to fantasize about Aaron and Troy plundering my pussy, but Bryan was happy, and though I was a tiny bit hung over, the memory of last night made me...
Histoire de Sandrine (1)Par Perverpeper le 15/05/08F/f F+/f F/f+ F+/f+ teen enema exhibition WaterSport bestriality BDSM feet hair slavery scatology college hightSchool job slow reluctant humiliation blckmail torture nc HeavySynopsis?: Sandrine est une jeune lyc?enne. Quelques jours apr?s avoir f?t? ses 18 ans, alors que le baccalaur?at n’est plus qu’? quelques semaines, elle est enlev?e par une femme richissime qui l’initie aux peines et aux joies de la soumission.Adressez-vous plut?t aux passions qu’aux vert...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Chapter 1 It begins in the late 90s, right after I buy my townhouse in the Burbank Hills, in LA. I get a Latin cleaning woman named Ardis to come in and clean for me and she turns out to be quite a piece of work. She's in her early 50s, very efficient, dumb as toast, lively enough to light up a room and a gym rat with a remarkable body. When she cleans my house she's usually wearing short-shorts and a halter-top. She's fun to look at and I catch her checking me out but she's my cleaning...
I wondered how I would feel without Neica sleeping just up the hall from my room. I found I didn't miss her at all. I could relax now and not worry whether she would change her mind or make some demands. Needless to say she was an attractive woman and I was a male with needs, but she hadn't tried to tempt me. I hadn't made any move on her either. Karen was just as attractive as her sister and maybe more so. She had the same dark coloring. She was a couple inches taller, lithe and not...
Introduction: Twin sisters explore each other… Leahs twin daughters, Andrea and Dannielle, couldnt have been more different. Even though they were identical, they were complete opposites. Andrea was very girly. She loved makeup, spa treatments, and shiny dresses. Dannielle, however, enjoyed soccer, burping, and sports bras. Despite their significant differences, Andrea and Dani were best friends. They did everything together. Andrea went to all of Danis soccer games, and Dani tried to contain...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Hmm. What was Tandra going to say? “Well, that isn’t how I wanted this to go,” Tandra told me. “Brutal little girl, isn’t she. I suspect someone set me up to come here to have me finally talk to you about that day. It was all my fault about lightning striking you. I’ve heard you say how you felt off that whole day and part of the day before. Now I get it. You were the only person who was nice to me all the time. I had some girls who I thought were my friends. We had hung out together for a...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
My name is Aaron, and you'd call me a "mind controller". I use the term loosely. I peer into minds and, with hard enough pushes, I manipulate them. You don't need to know my history: I've been this way for many years, that is all. Practice makes perfect and I'm still not as powerful as I believe I could be. My abilities allow me to read the thoughts and access the memories of others, and push suggestions through their conciousness in the form of the first person. For example, I push "I should...
Mind ControlSadie hugged her sisters, pulled the hood and face-covering back into place, and went with her sisters. Before they got to where I saw the woman who had to be Sadie’s mom, she said, “So you know, the only good thing that came out of her blinding me is David. He is why I didn’t kill myself during the darkest times. I’ve heard everyone talking about him. I knew him before any of them, and David hasn’t changed the least bit since then, except for getting bigger all over.” That caused all three...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
GRANDPA TAKES IN HIS GRANDDAUGHTER The initial characters:Grandpa: Dan is 68, a widower, very healthy and alone for several years.Granddaughter: Jane, 18, a pretty, very beautiful teen, unmarried with anew babyGranddaughter's best friend: Misty, 16, petite but very pretty, Asian,High school student Misty's friend: Lisa, 18, cute, very petite and also Asian, High SchoolStudent CHAPTER ONE: At first, when Dan found out about his Granddaughter's pregnancy, he wasshocked and a bit angry,...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
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