Claiborne HighChapter 4
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"Sven, you'll never guess what happened," I said as I followed him into the bunkhouse and closed the door behind me.
"What?" he replied as he continued towards his room.
"Aunt Claire," I said, hurrying after him, "she knew."
"Knew what?" Sensing the urgency in my voice, he stopped in the middle of the room and turned to look right at me.
"She knew it was me that ate your cum out of her this afternoon."
"You're kidding!" he exclaimed with a dumbfounded look on his face.
"No. When she asked me to help her in the kitchen, well, something happened and she told me."
"What happened?" I launched into the whole story about me spotting the wad of his cum on the sheets and then all that happened from there, even about her having me lick her to a quick orgasm right there in the laundry room. By the end, a slow grin had appeared on his face.
"So that was what those comments she was making about you being a good eater were all about." He softly chuckled. "Well, she is a sly one. My guess is she set that whole thing up by positioning those sheets so you'd see that gob of cum." He paused for a second, "So you told her you'd have to ask me if it was okay?"
"Yes. What ... what do you want me to do?" I asked, unsure of what he expected of me.
"Anytime she wants you to do that for her, I expect you to do it," he said firmly as he pointed his index finger at my chest. "And I expect you to like it and do a good job until she says she wants you to stop, got it?"
"Yes sir," I said, nodding my head quickly.
"Good. Now I've gotta call Kurt." He stepped into his room and came out with a cell phone in his hand.
"Do you really think he'll be able to come with us?" I asked excitedly as he started punching in the number.
"If he can get away, I'm sure he'll come." He put the phone up to his ear and I was left trying to figure out what they were saying by just hearing one side of the conversation.
"Kurt, it's me, Sven. So how's it going at home? ... That good, eh? Well, I guess that's what gettin' your balls well-drained will do for ya." He gave a little chuckle after this. "Listen, Ben sprained his ankle real bad today and so he can't make it over to the horse auction in Springfield tomorrow. I've gotta go instead. The thing lasts until Thursday so I'll be staying over both Tuesday and Wednesday. Here's the thing, the Kid's coming with me. So I was wondering if you'd be interested in coming down tomorrow and staying over?" Sven looked at me with that sly smile as Kurt was speaking.
"No, the Kid's excited about the idea, he's right here ... Okay ... Okay ... Yeah, that shouldn't be a problem; I'm gonna be working on that tonight." Sven's eyes lowered and I saw him look down at my bum. "Yeah, he should be in perfect shape for tomorrow." I felt that little itch again as I knew he was talking about loosening up my little pussy. He was quiet as Kurt was speaking on the other end of the line again.
"Good ... good," Sven said as his mouth turned up in a beaming smile as he nodded his head. "That's great. We'll be going down in the morning; we've gotta get Rogue over to the sales arena and get him registered. We're booked into the Gold Rush Motel. How about we meet you there later in the afternoon? ... Great, we'll see you then."
"Is he coming?" I asked anxiously as Sven turned off his phone.
"Oh, he's coming alright. In more ways than one, I'm sure." He walked over and stood beside me and ran his big hand down over my little round bum. "Yeah, he said he'd have to think up an excuse to tell his wife, but after what you did for him today, I don't think there's a force here on earth that could keep him away." It felt really nice to have his big hand running in slow circles over my bum.
"I'm glad he can come; I like Kurt."
"That's good. I think you can really help me out by being nice to people like Kurt. But like I said, I don't think he's gonna be happy with just a blow-job this time." His hand gripped my little bum and he gave it a nice firm squeeze. "So we'd better start to get that tight little pussy of yours loosened up."
"Wh ... what do you need me to do?" I asked fearfully, the thought of having his massive cock tearing open my bum-hole had me quivering beneath his hands.
"Well, I tell you, I never did give your aunt that second load I promised; and watching her move around in that tight top has certainly got me turned on. So, if we're gonna open up that pretty little pussy of yours, I want you to suck this first load out of me to take the edge off. That way, once we get you loosened up and I get inside you, I'll be able to fuck you for a good long time." I shuddered at the idea of his enormous cock fucking me "for a good long time", but I was eager to get my mouth back on his cock.
I stood still, unsure of exactly what to do as he stripped off all his clothes and tossed them onto the bunk next to mine. I simply stared as more and more of his big muscular body came into view. His cock looked long, heavy and partially swollen. It definitely looked like it needed my mouth on it. He turned towards the wall of his room opposite my bed and leaned slightly forward until he was supporting himself with his hands on the wall in front of him.
"My ass feels a little sweaty, get down there on your knees and give it a good cleaning," he said as he positioned his feet a little further to each side and then leaned forwards a little more, the firm cheeks of his gorgeous butt opening up slightly for me. Even though I had just eaten, his luscious muscular rear end looked deliciously appetizing to me. Still fully dressed, I dropped to my knees behind him and moved in close. With my nose inches from his backside, I inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmmm," I let out a soft mew of pleasure as his sweaty masculine scent filled my nostrils. I brought my face up and could see a fine sheen of perspiration on the smooth globes of his bum. I pressed the flat of my tongue against one cheek and licked. The salty flavor settled deliciously on my tongue and I licked all over until his smooth warm cheeks were glistening. I then slid my tongue into the top of his crack and slowly drew it downwards.
"Oh yeah, that's it. Get your tongue right in there," Sven said as he wriggled his bum back against my tongue. I reached up and pulled those two firm cheeks a little bit to each side to open his hot deep crack for my invading tongue. With my tongue fully extended, I pressed it deep against the smooth taut skin at the bottom of his crease. I let my soothing spit slide over his hot flesh until I reached the puckered ring of his anus and then ran the flat of my tongue all the way back up to the top. I went back and forth a number of times as I licked all of the warm salty sweat from the depths of his crack. When I had totally swabbed it clean, I brought my mouth back down until my tongue was pressed against the wrinkled pucker around his hole. I slowly swept the tip of my tongue in agonizing circles all around his tight rosebud until I felt it start to relax and open up to me. Sensing my opportunity, I put the tip of my tongue right on the very center of his hot hole and pressed inwards.
"Mmmmmm," I gave a little moan as I felt my tongue start to slip up inside him.
"Oh fuck yeah," he let out a low groan as he rolled his hips back against my face, "work that hole real good." Just to make sure I knew exactly what he wanted, he brought one big hand back around, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face harder against him. I wormed my face as far into that warm crease as I could and set my lips against the hot pucker of his anus in a searing kiss. I slithered my tongue as far up into his gripping chute as I could ... and then sucked.
"Oh fuck ... that is so fucking good," he growled as I bathed the hot lining of his rectum with my probing tongue. With my hands keeping his ass-cheeks well-parted, I sucked and licked deeply at his hot pink hole for the next five minutes or so. I loved the strong masculine flavor of him as my tongue swirled, licked and probed at the same time my lips sucked at his delicious hole.
"Get up on your bed on your hands and knees," he commanded as he stood up straight and turned around. His cock was at full erection, eleven hard throbbing inches thrusting up menacingly in front of him. I could see he had been leaking pre-cum for awhile as the dark crimson knob was already glistening while a tantalizing strand was distending downwards from the very tip. I could feel my heart racing with excitement as I scrambled onto my bed and got onto my hands and knees.
"C'mere," he told me as he stepped over and stood right at the of the foot of my bed, his imposing cock thrusting up stallion-like in front of him. On my hands and knees, I crawled forward until I was right at the front of the bed.
"Yeah, that's it; bring that pretty little mouth of yours right over here." He reached forward and put both big hands on the back of my head and pulled my mouth towards the tip of his surging cock. "Now suck it." He was a little rougher than usual but I think he just needed to get off. He'd promised that second load to my aunt in the afternoon, and then we'd been interrupted when I'd been giving him a tongue bath; and he'd been waiting to get rid of it ever since. As he pulled my head towards his rearing cock, I realized I didn't mind that he was being a little rougher with me, for some reason, I don't know why; I liked being under his control.
"That's it, suck that cock, get it good and wet," he said as he pulled my open mouth right down over his cock and started to move my head up and down. I loved the feel of the hot slippery knob filling my mouth and let my flowing saliva roll all over it. As he continued to move my head up and down, I felt my gooey spit seep out the corners of my mouth and start to flow down his upright shaft.
"Well, look at that, it looks like your aunt isn't the only who's got a hot wet hole today." My eyes followed his downwards to his thick veiny shaft and I saw large quantities of my oozing saliva running down the underside of his cock, over his silky bag, and then dropping in wet gobs onto the floor. It looked incredibly erotic as I watched another slowly-building bubbly wad of spit hang from his swollen balls and fall heavily to the floor.
"Oh fuck, yeah, I love a nice wet blow-job," Sven said as he continued to stand at the end of the bed and fuck my face, "and since you're doing such a good job, Kid, I think you deserve a reward." He let go of my head and pulled his rigid erection back out of my mouth. I kneeled there, my jaw gaping open as I gasped like a fish out of water.
"A ... a reward?" I gasped out questioningly.
"Yeah, a reward," he said as he reached around with one hand on the back of my neck and held my head in place while he wrapped his other hand around the shaft of his cock and started to draw the dripping head all around the soft smooth skin of my face. "I just want to give you this little treat first to help your skin stay all nice and smooth." It felt wonderful as he moved his broad enflamed crown all over my face; leaving a warm snail-trail of his pre-cum behind.
"Now, for your reward, I'm gonna let you take my cock all the way down your throat. Would you like that, Kid?" he asked as he took my head back in his two hands and tipped it up to look at him. He had a comforting smile on his face as he looked down at me; that same look that always gave me a nice warm feeling inside.
"Y ... yes, sir. I'd really like that," I said breathlessly as I looked up at his ruggedly handsome face.
"Good, now just like we did last night when you were over on your back, I want you keep your head tipped up a bit so there's a nice smooth straight tunnel from your mouth all the way to the bottom of your throat for me." With his big meaty hands gripping my head, he put it into exactly the position he wanted.
"That's it, now let me feel that soft opening into your throat for a minute." He flexed forward and I opened my lips wide just as he slipped his florid cock-head into my mouth. My lips stretched over the broad flared helmet and down over the scintillating contours of his engorged crown as he fed it right in until he was pressing against the soft tissues at the opening to my throat. He held it there and kind of rolled his hips in a slow circle as he let the heat of those tender membranes caress his cock.
"Oh fuck, is that ever nice and hot," he muttered as he held tightly to my head as he rubbed the tip over the soft tissues. Did it ever feel good to me too as his massive knob almost totally filled my mouth. It was nice knowing that he was sitting on a loaded gun, just ready to blast away into my mouth with a full creamy load. Just thinking about it and feeling his hot spongy head rubbing against my own tender flesh had my own cock throbbing in the confines of my jeans.
"Okay, Kid, I want you to take a deep breath and relax that opening just like you did last night, none of that gagging shit. I want to go all the way in, in one stroke, okay?" I flicked my eyes up to his lust-filled ones and nodded in agreement.
"Good. Now I'm gonna count to three ... one..." I drew in a slow deep breath. " ... two..." I let part of it out slowly and concentrated on suppressing the gag reflex for what I knew was coming. " ... three..." I felt him start to press forward as his huge cock-head stretched the opening to my throat and started to slip inside. Not wanting to upset Sven in the least, I concentrated really hard as I felt the initial twinge as my body automatically started to react to the foreign intrusion. I was able to suppress it before my body took over and all I felt was the warm luscious feeling as his thick rigid member slid inch by hard velvety inch all the way down my throat. I was still amazed that something could feel so powerfully hard and so incredibly soft at the same time.
"Oh fuck, that's it, Kid," he said as he kept a tight grip on my head while he levered his throbbing cock further into me. I could feel that magnificent hard love-muscle taking total control over my body as he slid it all the way into me until my lips were snuggled up against his groin. I could feel the thickness of it stretching my whole throat and the tremendous heat of it seemed to warm my whole chest as he held still, his formidable erection totally impaling me.
"Swallow," he commanded. I swallowed as best as I could and felt the muscles in my throat contracting around the full girth of his buried cock. "Oh fuck, that's good," he groaned. "Do it again." Knowing he liked it, I swallowed a couple of more times in succession. "Oh Jesus, it feels like you're trying to milk the cum right out of me with your throat." I didn't know that was what it felt like to him, but that was exactly how I hoped this would end up anyway! He drew back until the tip cleared the opening to my throat and I sucked in another quick breath of air. He flexed forward and sank the whole turgid length all the way into me in one slow consistent stroke.
"Mmmmmm," I groaned in pleasure as my lips clamped down around the very base of his cock as I swallowed the whole immense length.
"Oh fuck, Kid, you love it, don't you?" he asked as he rolled his hips slightly and pulled my head as tight against his groin as he could.
"Mmmhhhhmmm," I could barely make a sound but I hummed my agreement into the velvety soft skin of his shaft. He took my confirmation as an invitation to start fucking my face vigorously and for the next five minutes or so, he pistoned his rock-hard cock in and out of my enveloping throat. I could feel my own cock throbbing in my jeans as he pulled on my head and slammed my face against his groin time and again. His body was glistening with sweat as he hammered his beautiful hard cock back and forth as far into me as he could. All of a sudden, he unexpectedly pulled his throbbing cock all the way out of my mouth and let go of my head.
"Oh fuck, that's too good. I don't want to cum just yet," he said as he walked around in a circle to try and cool off. I was left with my mouth gaping open, saliva running from the corners of my stretched lips. He came back to stand right in front of me, and then reached forward and gripped my head again.
"Do you like this, Kid?" he asked as he stood with his hard spit-dripping cock mere inches from my mouth, the engorged head looking like an angry red bludgeon.
"Yes," I hissed, unable to take my eyes off his mesmerizing cock.
"What about this?" he asked and I saw his stomach muscles rippling again as a pulsing sensation went through his cock. I watched enthralled as a shimmering gob of pre-cum appeared in the gaping red eye and started to distend heavily towards the floor. I was amazed at how much control he had over his cock.
"Oh God ... yes!" I was almost whining with need as I watched that beautiful gob of his silky nectar dangling from the tip of his cock.
"Do you want to be my own little cocksucker?" he asked as he continued to flex his cock, that gorgeous erection of his bobbing teasingly right before me.
"Yes," I answered as if in a trance, my eyes never leaving his throbbing virile manhood.
"And as my cocksucker, you'll suck it anytime, anywhere I tell you to, right?"
"Yes."
"And you'll swallow every mouthful of thick creamy cum I give you, right?"
"Yes." I could feel my desire for him escalating even more as I listened to his hypnotic voice.
"And as my cocksucker, if I tell you to suck somebody else, you'll do exactly as I say, right?"
"Yes," I answered in a pleading tone as I watched that tantalizing strand of pre-cum dangling precariously from the tip of his cock.
"Good. Then open up cocksucker, I need to finish this," he said as he pulled my mouth forcefully back down onto his cock. I didn't mind him calling me his cocksucker, for some reason, it made me feel even closer to him.
As my lips slipped back over his enflamed crown, I swirled my tongue across the underside and licked up as much of that dangling web as I could. I tasted the delicious silky flavor as I quickly drew it back into my mouth and swallowed. He gripped my head tightly and with my jaws gaping open, he drove his eleven hard inches all the way into the depths of my throat. He started to rhythmically fuck my face again while I breathed when I could, usually once every few backstrokes.
"Oh fuck, your throat is so fucking hot and tight," he groaned as he continued to slam his midsection up against my stretched lips.
"Oh yeah ... c'mon cocksucker ... just a little more ... just a little more ... OH FUCK ... TAKE IT ALL!" he groaned loudly and pulled my face as hard up against him as he could and held it there. I felt his cock get just a little bit stiffer and then felt it twitching and pulsating in my throat as he started to cum.
"SWALLOW!" he told me urgently ... and I did. I felt the massaging tremors go right through him as his cock unloaded deep inside my gullet.
"AGAIN!" he instructed and I kept swallowing as the rippling muscles of my throat pulled and milked his spewing seed out of him. I could feel his body quivering as a powerful orgasm coursed through his big rugged body. I had become nothing more than a willing receptacle for his lust-driven needs ... but I loved it. As he continued to unload deep inside me, he noticed my discomfort as I needed to breathe. He backed out of my throat and as his spitting cock cleared my airway, I drew in a big gulp of cool air. His ejaculating cock continued to flood my mouth with more of his semen as I was now able to feel it fill my mouth and settle on my tongue. I loved the creamy texture as I rolled it around on my tongue as the last few gobs spurted against the back of my mouth. Finally, he was totally drained. He kept his hands on my head but released the death-grip he'd had on it as he was cumming.
"Oh fuck, I needed that," he said as he stood before me, his broad muscular chest heaving as he drew in deep breaths of air. I softly sucked at his slowly deflating cock as I sucked out the last dregs of his oozing semen. Totally satisfied for the moment, Sven pulled his cock out of my mouth, leaving my sore strained jaws gaping open. He had an amused smile on his face as he looked down at my swollen stretched lips, saliva and cum dripping from the corners of my mouth.
"C'mon Kid, get out of those clothes and come into the bathroom, we've gotta get you cleaned up." He stepped into his room and as I quickly stripped off my clothes, he came out with the bag of stuff we'd gotten from the drugstore and headed towards the shower area. I followed him and he stopped beside one of the sinks. He pulled out the box with the enema kit and the bottle of liquid soap we'd bought.
"So you said you know how to use one of these?" he said as he opened the box.
"Yes sir," I said, somewhat embarrassed.
"Good. So I want you to fill the bag with warm soapy water and hold it inside you for as long as you can, okay?"
"Yes sir."
"And then when you're done, I want you to fill it up and do it again, understand?"
"You want me to do it twice?"
"Yep, I want you nice and clean in there. When you're done the second time, clean everything up and hit the showers. Got it?"
"Yes sir."
"Good, now I'll leave you alone to take care of that." With his heavy cock swaying between his legs, he stepped back out of the room and left me to sort things out. Good thing I'd had to use one before. I got the bag filled up with warm soapy water and took it into the toilet room with me before carefully inserting the nozzle into my bum. I turned the release mechanism and felt the soothing warm feeling of the soapy liquid flowing into me. I felt my body swelling as it continued to flow. I felt thoroughly bloated and then finally, I saw that the bag was totally empty. I carefully pulled the nozzle from my bum and clamped my bum-hole tight. I could feel the warm water totally filling me and held it for as long as I could so it could do its work. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and expelled it noisily into the toilet beneath me. I pushed until everything was out of me, and then as Sven had instructed, I filled the bag again. I repeated the procedure and noticed that I must have done a good job the first time, everything looked pretty clear the second time. I ran the nozzle under the tap and rinsed out the enema bag and tidied everything up and put it back away in the box. I then stepped into the shower area and turned on one of the nozzles.
"Everything work out okay in the end, Kid?" Sven said with a chuckle as he came around the corner.
"Yes sir," I said as we both smiled at his little joke.
"Good, let's get cleaned up." He turned on the shower next to me and stepped under the spray. Without being told, I grabbed the big bar of soap, lathered up my hands, and proceeded to wash him before I attended to my own needs.
"That's good, Kid, now you're learning," he said with a smile as I slid my soapy hands into his sweaty armpits and washed them. I loved the feel of his big muscular body under my hands and I could feel a comforting smile of satisfaction coming over my features as I continued to wash him from head to toe.
"C'mere," he said as he reached his arm out towards me. Not sure what he wanted, I stepped over close to his side. He reached his long arm around me and kind of pulled me closer into his right side. It felt nice as he left his hand wrapped around my shoulder.
"Take my cock in your hand." I reached forward with my little hand and wrapped it as far around his loose hanging cock as I could. As I had become accustomed to already, I automatically started to slide my hand back and forth.
"No, just hold it, and not too tight." I did as he asked and felt the warm heavy weight of it in my hand. I felt a little shudder go through his body and then felt a little pulsation in his dick. I looked down and saw a hot stream of piss spew forth from the tip of his cock. If he'd wanted me to drink it, I knew he would have pushed me down in front of him beforehand. Obviously, he just wanted me to hold it for him this time. As I felt the rush of the speeding liquid beneath my fingers, I lifted his cock ever so slightly so the shimmering golden stream arced out impressively before falling to the floor and washing down the drain. I watched enthralled as I moved it up and down while he had a good long piss.
"Did you like that, cocksucker?" he asked as he looked down at me with sly grin on his face as his stream finally slowed to a stop.
"Yes sir."
"Good. Then get down there and suck out the last few drops." I instantly dropped to my knees and slipped his dripping cock-head into my mouth. I sucked at the tip and was rewarded with a few warm drops of his piss. I sucked for more, but he was done. Without saying a word, he turned back into the pelting spray from his shower head, pulling his heavy flaccid member right out of my mouth as he moved.
I stood up and quickly washed my own self, paying particular attention to my bum. I wanted to make sure I was clean as a whistle down there. We finished rinsing off and I grabbed one of the big towels and dried Sven's big dripping body for him before drying myself with another towel. He left the shower area as I attended to my own body and after hanging up the towels to dry, I found him in his room standing next to his bed. My eyes drifted over to the bed, the light from his bedside table illuminating a few things he'd set out there. It kind of reminded me of an operating room. He'd laid a towel flat out on the side of the bed near the bottom, with a number of things laid out side by side on top of it.
"That's all for you, Kid," he said as I looked down at the items laid out before me. There was the open jar of Baby Fresh Scent Vaseline, the tube of KY we'd gotten at the drug store, a clean folded up towel, and three interesting items I'd never seen before. Two were rubber replicas of cocks; I'd heard the other boys at Monroe call them dildos. One was about 5" long and about as big around as Sven's thumb; while the other one was probably about 8" long and twice as thick. It was still considerably smaller than Sven's own massive dick. Those two rubber cocks both had lifelike knobs on top and even fake veiny surfaces on the shafts. The ridge stood out prominently and they definitely did a good job of looking like the real thing. They both had a flat area at the base that looked like it could be used either to stand them upright on a flat surface, or could probably be used as a handle as well.
The third item was a little different. It was longer than the other two, probably about 10" long, and it was made up of a number of small football-shaped ball-type things connected together in a line. The balls were relatively small in diameter and seemed to start at one end at about ½" across and then gradually getting bigger until the ones at the other end were about 1" across. There was a rubber ring, like a handle, attached to the last of the bigger balls at the end.
"Wh ... what are you gonna do with those?" I asked as I pointed to the stuff on the towel.
"You'll find out soon enough. And I'm sure you'll like every one. Have I ever disappointed you, Kid?" he asked and he almost had a hurt expression on his face as if I didn't trust him.
"No! I ... I've loved everything you've taught me," I said hurriedly, wanting to reassure him of my feelings.
"Good," he replied firmly. "Now before we get started, I want you to come over here and thank me by giving my cock a nice wet kiss." I stepped over in front of him and instantly dropped to my knees as he lifted his long majestic cock and held it out towards me. I shivered as I realized that soon, his incredible massive erection would be forcing its way deep inside my body. I flicked my fearful eyes up to his and saw him looking down at me with a smile on his face as he set the spongy membranes of his cock-head right on my lips.
"Kiss it, cocksucker," he said with a nod towards his cock and I softly opened my lips and slipped them around the gaping red eye. I pushed a mouthful of saliva forward with the tip of my tongue and sucked and smooched at the tip of his cock in a soft warm wet kiss. I closed my eyes in blissful pleasure as I thrilled to the warm sensation I was feeling. I knew it had something to do with just knowing the latent size and power that beautiful cock of his was capable of. I could have stayed there and sucked it all night but after he let me kiss and suck on the tip for a few minutes, he stopped me.
"Okay, now get up there on your hands and knees," he said, nodding towards his bed. I reluctantly let his warm cock-head slip from between my lips and scrambled onto the bed. I got on my hands and knees facing the headboard as he'd asked. I felt the bed sink slightly under his weight as he got on and moved in behind me. As he started to speak, I turned and looked back at him over my shoulder.
"Now I like to use the Vaseline on my own cock, but while we're loosening you up with this stuff," he said as he nodded towards the varied instruments, "I'll use the KY. It cleans up easier." I watched as he picked up the big tube of KY and squirted a generous amount onto the tip of the middle finger of his left hand. He set the tube down and turned towards me without picking up anything else. I remembered that he was left-handed and realized he was about to do some work of his own before using any of the toys.
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Growing up and living in Peru Indiana was like living in another century. I knew I was a hick and I knew what kind of hick town Id lived in for the past nineteen years. I was desperate to change my life, to change everything about it. All my life Id longed for that exciting kind of life Id read about in books and magazines. I just knew College could be the beginning of that new life for me. Finally that day came. Id I had the money from my parents estate and screwing up my courage I started out...
Born to Be Mild Cassandra Morgan It was the motorcycle. It was the God damned motorcycle. That accelerated the changes in her, in my wife Bonnie. The changes in me. The changes in our lives. All of it, speeding down the highway in fifth gear, weaving in and out, barely in control. That is the perfect metaphor for the way our lives have been altered. Because of the damn bike. To her, it is power. It is freedom. It is the open road and the wind in her hair. To her, it is wonder...
Born with a cunt: An apology for being femaleBy Donna BarberChapter OneMy name is Donna Barber and I was born with a cunt. Even as a small child I felt different from the other girls I knew. They seemed unashamed of having a gaping hole between their legs instead of the manly rod that Gentlemen have. Worse still, as I got older I discovered that some of them were even proud of their stinking, dirty, repulsive holes and proud of being female.As far back as I can remember I did NOT share their...
My name is Brent. Mary was a beautiful slender girl, nice B size breast just perfect for her frame. Her legs were long and tone as she ran with me most every day since we were fourteen. Her hair was a beautiful auburn brown like her mothers with deep Blue eyes like her father. Her face was smooth as silk and she was my angel. Through school I never even looked at another girl well maybe I looked but no girl ever matched my Mary. For myself I was in decent shape I played in all the school...
Ben looked up and said, “That was the biggest fable I have ever heard a slave yes but this Brent. Write a book it has the makings of a best selling fiction novel.” I looked at Ben he stared back at me after a minute with a smile on his face he said, “Man you are not serious. They would lock you up and through the key away. Even if you spoke of this every religious nut would be after you.” I stayed looking at Ben his eyes were drawn back to mine and he said, “Man you are...
Introduction: Harry Brock teach the hard lessons to his unfaithful young wife. **co-writing with my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf** **base from the incident in the movie named Born Yesterday(1993)** Born Yesterday was a 1993 remake of a classic movie starring Melanie Griffith and John Goodman as Harold. At the end of this movie, Billie (Griffith) had left Harold. This is the tale of what happened to him afterwards. **the tag consensual sex is for chapter 2** Chapter 1 Holly was a...
I was born a boy, today I’m a powerful woman. I was raised in a terrible home. My mother a whore, my father a abusive bastard. But I guess if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be who I am now. Especially my father. Who knew I would grow to love cock? It started when I was young and lasted till I was 14 and ran away. Nowhere to live, no family or friends in the middle of cold Wisconsin. If I knew one thing was I didn’t want to be homeless in that cold place so I started walking. Headed south with a...
BORN AGAIN - by Monika Ikon one She had to be crazy coming here. Julie stood on the porch of her ex- lover?s impressive colonial-style home. She caught sight of her reflection in the shiny gold mailbox. She shouldn?t be here, but when Brian?s wife asked her to come ?well, somehow she couldn?t refuse. Maybe it was guilt, maybe it was the need to set things straight. Maybe it was just curiosity over the wife Brian had cheated on and a chance of seeing her old lover one last...
Cheryl wiped the sleep out of her eyes, yawned, and scrunched down in her bed, staring at the ceiling. She'd been having the most wonderful dream, but she couldn't remember what it was. There were horses in it, she could remember that much, and she'd gone riding, her long hair blowing in the breeze behind her. But... She finally pushed the covers away and got out of bed. It was dark outside, no surprise because it was 5:30 in the morning, and it was snowing. She could see the flakes...
"Cheryl came to the offices last Saturday," Hanna said on Monday morning. "She wanted to know why certain things were happening." "Such as the non-stop sex?" "That came up, but that wasn't her first concern. Apparently she turned trig homework in at her regular school. It was homework that she'd had in The Construct. But that wasn't all. I'd come in to finish archiving some material, and she was here. She wanted to view tapes of her experience in The Construct." "Uh oh. That...
Iraq, Present Day What's the saying, Born to be Bad. Well I was bad. Back home I was the meanest "motha fucka" in the neighbourhood, hell in the district. You wouldn't know it by looking at me, 5 foot 8, while gorged on the delicacies of my culture had left me on the heavy side. I had strength though, real strength, earned through hours of labour in the steel mills. A little on the quiet side but isn't that what they say about all the maniacs. I guess my real trouble didn't start...
Born to Ride I don’t consider myself a bad girl, but I will let you judge for yourself. After reading my story, you might come to a different conclusion. My name is Babette, but my friends just call me Babe. I am 25 years old and very aware of my sexy body. I sometimes wonder how many men have secretly jerked off with my picture in mind. I like to play and consider myself an expert at teasing. But I am not a slut, not at all. The truth is that I only had 2 (two!) real lovers in my life so far,...
{author- I tried to give my level best to all of you reader, if there is some mistakes I am sorry please give me feedback to improve my self, and also add some chapter to make it more interesting.} Hai , I am Rachel I am 19 year old, I used to see lot of porn and I want to try everything in sex, I became a sex addict and all I could able to think is sex, cock and cum. The best part is I have a porn star like body and dressed like a slut , I started to wear more revealing dress everyone can even...
Incest( In the making of this story you have the choice of being good or bad. Each action will influence how the other characters react to your choices, as well as in peak of your lust or urges. In essence, you can do things in a more subtle and rightious way or in an agressive and evil way.) Your name is Vlad Bucio Javez, Your mother and father died in an accident when you were three coming back from a family get together. Your sister, Jane Lilia Javez, was only seven at the time. You both were left...
FantasyBorn to be BredPart oneI had been a member of Xhamster for several years and amassed a nice selection of favourite videos, pictures and stories as well as a smattering of my own. Most important to me was my friends list of which probably 95% were classed under the transexual banner although they covered a wider selection from crossdressers, transexuals, Tgirls, transvestites, transgender, femboys, traps and sissies, each one is unique and special in their own way and yet i couldn't help but...
Born to be BredPart oneI had been a member of Xhamster for several years and amassed a nice selection of favourite videos, pictures and stories as well as a smattering of my own. Most important to me was my friends list of which probably 95% were classed under the transexual banner although they covered a wider selection from crossdressers, transexuals, Tgirls, transvestites, transgender, femboys, traps and sissies, each one is unique and special in their own way and yet i couldn't help but...
DISCLAIMER: This story is solely a work of fiction. Any similarities between people living or dead is purely coincidental. No a****ls were harmed in the writing of this story. Are you familiar with those stories where the f***r raises his daughter as his son, because he is desperate for at least the appearance of a male heir? This is one of those stories, only, it isn't. My m***r had already raised a son, birth to adulthood, when she became pregnant with me. She was determined to have a girl,...
There’s definitely something wrong with me. I write articles for high level engineering journals and not for erotic stories sites. Well, that was true until now. I put these words to paper with the hopes that you dear reader will understand. This may be one of the very few places on Earth where I can be vindicated. Please let me explain. Here’s the short version: I graduated from high school at 13, MIT at 17 with 2 degrees and Harvard at age 21. My parents were very smart and I was a kid genius...
IncestHello, Indian sex story readers, I am Krishna, very romantic and always want to be in that mood since I started my college days. I am working in Hyderabad and was looking for a strong will girl. One day I went to see my wife for official marriage looks. The way my mother in law and wife and her father communicated, I loved their way of clear mindset. I thought she is the girl. And thought myself born for her. They all accepted me, as I am fair and handsome as well and a has a decent job....
Not knowing what to do, Sarah goes to Monica’s apartment for her advice. Monica is shock at the news and advises her to break up with Jeff. But Sarah knows that Jeff will not give up on their relationship so easily. So Monica suggests Sarah that maybe she can let Jeff catch her fuck another man in her room at the office, that way, Jeff will leave her for good. Sarah agrees with Monica that it would be for the best, so she decided to use Nick, an associate in the office who had the hot for her,...
Born a Sissy 2 (This is a work of pure fiction. It is my own fantasy and does not in any way involve anybody but me and the fictional characters. I am the boy in the story) Well here I was sitting on grandma's lap with sheer white tights pulled up as high as they would go. Haley and Poly both had those kinds of smirks on their faces where they were trying to figure me out. I felt like such a sissy but loved it so much. My little pee pee was rock hard but pressed down by my pink...
This story starts in the basement of my friend David's house. It's where I was born. In truth, it started a bit before that, so I'll regress, just enough to fill in the blanks a little for you, make it less confusing. David, Jack, Jerry and I were all 15. We all lived on the same street, all attended the same school, all hung out to the exclusion of anyone else. Jack was my best friend; Jerry lived next door to me; David lived across the court from Jack. We walked to school in the morning...
For about the hundredth time of the trip, India was subjected to the doom and gloom computerized warnings about entering this sector of space during a time of war. The automated voice worked its legalese throughout the passenger cabins of the vessel in three different languages, each repetition less convincing than the last. Anyone who had come this far wasn't going to turn back now. India had been awake for hours, but remained silent while her Quebecois companion finished her sleep. Despite...
We had a courier coming in that night from Amsterdam with a stomach full of cocaine, so while Sherry was sleeping off her excitement, I phoned Frank and told him to bring her to our house straight from the airport. "For God's sake Frank watch her mate, if she as much as farts, I want your hand under her!" "No problems boss" he laughed, "I'll be there about seven if all goes well" "Hey Frank?" "Yeah?" "You just called me boss" "The king is dead Tony and we'll all miss him...
"BZZZZZT! ... BZZZZZZT!" I awoke to the sound of the alarm going off in Sven's room. I had slept like a log and never woke up once throughout the night. In fact, I felt like I was lying in the same position I was in when I first lay down last night. I'm not surprised I hadn't move during the night; Sven had fucked my boy-pussy and mouth repeatedly until I was totally exhausted. I slowly rolled over and felt my whole body aching ... but it was a good ache; like after you've exercised...
Mindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the women within. Kayleen ran up and gasped, “Oh no. Is she okay?” Mindblind didn’t answer, but instead lay her...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first chapter As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. . ********************* Friday morning Dillon was late reporting to Tom at the marshal’s office, he didn’t get there until 8:30. He yawned as he walked through the door. Tom looked up from his desk and laughed. ‘You look like you been rode hard and put...
This is another departure from my normal type of story. I hope the readers will receive this tale as well as they did my prior story in this vein, The Trail West. As always, constructive comments, critiques, and emails are hoped for and appreciated. This story is loosely based and greatly inspired by the song Winterborn by the Cruxshadows. I’m not usually into Grunge Rock but I’ve been haunted by their song for over a year. I just had to write a story incorporating the ideas told in this...
Chapter 4 The Conclusion. By woodmanone copyright August 2010 *********************** Dillon faded in and out of consciousness. One time he felt he was lying on a hard surface but could feel it moving. The next time he was on something soft and felt someone applying a cool wet cloth to his forehead. Finally he fought his way back from the darkness, he was on a big bed in a room that he didn’t recognize. He tried to sit up and was rewarded with a shooting pain in his neck. Dillon fell back...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first two chapters. As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. ****************** I think I’ll take a couple of days rest in Albuquerque, Dillon thought as he rode into the town. It was pushing two weeks since he left Amarillo, he, Buck, and Buddy the pack horse had covered a better than 20 miles a day....
One hot sunny day, she put on her mini shorts and a small halter that showed off her thin belly and just about covered her large breasts, and she walked alonge her road to Kyles house, which was only a few blocks away. Kyle was meeting her half way and when she got to him he was with his new rottweiler, he was large for a one year old dog and jump up at her, nocking her down. Kyle helped her up and explained that this was his forst time out, and had only ever knocked down his mum and older...
Mindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he’d done all his life, but it was having no effect. After everything – even killing the last of the assassins – he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all. Behind him, Indigo related what he’d learned from the women locked in the back of the establishment. The assassins had stormed their family farmstead, killing every male, and...
The journey started pleasantly enough. The ladies of negotiable virtue chatted and laughed, still relating to each other the tales of their latest adventures and clients before leaving town. Indigo whistled as he drove the wagon, and even Raven seemed to be in good spirits as she hiked along, usually sharpening one of her daggers with a whetstone. The sun was shining bright, but a breeze kept the temperature tolerable. The tall, tough grass of the prairie rippled in the wind, reminiscent of...
Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself?” “Morning to you, too,” he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog burned off, he recognized he was in a room at the Cat. “The hell made you run off alone like that, you damned...
The wagons creaked and rattled down the road as the sun sank toward the horizon. The women were excited, because familiar bits of scenery appeared the closer they moved toward Lakenshire. Mindblind, however, was on edge. He kept his eyes roving and his ears perked to the wind. From the moment they’d set out from camp, his danger-sense had been screaming at him, though they’d encountered few people and no trouble all day. Turning a corner and cresting a small rise, the town finally came into...
When the conversation about what to do next didn’t really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven. “She’ll be fine,” Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “She’s had her tea. She’ll probably even have enough sense to charge any man that ends up poking her, now that she knows she can make money at it.” Though still leery of leaving the strange woman unattended,...
Mindblind came to, feeling rain on his face and grass beneath his back. With a great deal of effort, he managed to open his eyes and sit up. His vision swam, and he could feel the knots beneath his hair when he reflexively rubbed his head. A glance up revealed the reason for his current location. By some twist of fate, when the slaver had knocked him out, he’d fallen through the large double window upstairs. It swung open in the wind, illuminated by fitful light from the lanterns inside. From...
The muscles in Cerebus’ bare chest rippled as he hefted the sack of grain into the wagon. It groaned a little under the weight, but had proven its solidity with numerous round trips. He wiped the sweat from his brow and walked toward the front of the wagon, where his employer was busy secreting a loaded crossbow beneath the seat. “That’s the last of ‘em.” “Excellent. Excellent. Just one moment, and I will fetch your coin,” the rotund merchant responded after a start. Cerebus’ voice had a...
Mindblind winced when one of the boards underfoot made a loud creak as he stepped out onto the porch of the inn. He slipped his sword from its sheath, his eyes and ears alert. The town was silent, save for the taproom of the inn, and even that had quieted when he and Raven had stood up to leave their table. He saw nobody moving about as he walked along the front of the building, heading toward where he had seen the Draxnian through the window. He had no idea where Raven was. When he went for...
The firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements. His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements through the grass, and the wind provided the final cover. He had no worries about any sound that they made alerting the slavers. The voices of...
Riding the shadows, into the light. . . they came on horses black as night. On wings of ice, with hearts of frost. . . they came to conquer where hope was lost. With fury unleashed, they brought the beast . . . It answered the call and rode to feast. The shadows alive, how could they fight . . . Against those that came and destroyed them light. Prologue. The world as we knew it didn't end with fire, nor did it end with brimstone. It died with a whimper, on its knees in the cold, with a...
Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips.“Well, what do you have to say for yourself?”“Morning to you, too,” he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog burned off, he recognized he was in a room at the Cat.“The hell made you run off alone like that, you damned...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe wagons creaked and rattled down the road as the sun sank toward the horizon. The women were excited, because familiar bits of scenery appeared the closer they moved toward Lakenshire. Mindblind, however, was on edge. He kept his eyes roving and his ears perked to the wind. From the moment they’d set out from camp, his danger-sense had been screaming at him, though they’d encountered few people and no trouble all day.Turning a corner and cresting a small rise, the town finally came into...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he’d done all his life, but it was having no effect.After everything – even killing the last of the assassins – he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all.Behind him, Indigo related what he’d learned from the women locked in the back of the establishment. The assassins had stormed their family farmstead, killing every male, and...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the women within.Kayleen ran up and gasped, “Oh no. Is she okay?”Mindblind didn’t answer, but instead lay her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe journey started pleasantly enough. The ladies of negotiable virtue chatted and laughed, still relating to each other the tales of their latest adventures and clients before leaving town. Indigo whistled as he drove the wagon, and even Raven seemed to be in good spirits as she hiked along, usually sharpening one of her daggers with a whetstone.The sun was shining bright, but a breeze kept the temperature tolerable. The tall, tough grass of the prairie rippled in the wind, reminiscent of...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind winced when one of the boards underfoot made a loud creak as he stepped out onto the porch of the inn. He slipped his sword from its sheath, his eyes and ears alert. The town was silent, save for the taproom of the inn, and even that had quieted when he and Raven had stood up to leave their table. He saw nobody moving about as he walked along the front of the building, heading toward where he had seen the Draxnian through the window.He had no idea where Raven was. When he went for his...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWhen the conversation about what to do next didn’t really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven.“She’ll be fine,” Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “She’s had her tea. She’ll probably even have enough sense to charge any man that ends up poking her, now that she knows she can make money at it.”Though still leery of leaving the strange woman unattended,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements.His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements through the grass, and the wind provided the final cover.He had no worries about any sound that they made alerting the slavers. The voices of...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind came to, feeling rain on his face and grass beneath his back. With a great deal of effort, he managed to open his eyes and sit up. His vision swam, and he could feel the knots beneath his hair when he reflexively rubbed his head. A glance up revealed the reason for his current location.By some twist of fate, when the slaver had knocked him out, he’d fallen through the large double window upstairs. It swung open in the wind, illuminated by fitful light from the lanterns inside. From...
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