Claiborne HighChapter 4
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As both Sven and Kurt stepped into the big shower stall with me, it wasn't difficult to remind me of the differences between my size and theirs. I was a small frail 13-year old, and these were two of the biggest, most rugged looking men I had ever seen in my life. They towered over me as they came into the stall and stepped beneath the twin shower heads, my little body between the two of them. They moved beneath the pelting spray and I seemed rooted to the spot, totally transfixed as I watched the cascading water shimmering and glistening as it ran down their imposing bodies.
Sven turned around and tipped his head back directly under the nozzle, the streaming water flowing over his muscular chest, then down his body. My eyes followed the flowing water over his sculpted torso; it moved like a hypnotic beckoning stream, down over his ribbed stomach muscles, across the smooth skin of his abdomen, then along his majestic cock hanging heavy between his legs. The water ran off the big mushroom head in a continuous stream, before falling to the floor and swirling down the drain. I looked at it flowing from the tip of his cock and thought about our little secret; that Sven was the only one who would quench that thirst for piss that I was already craving. I found myself looking at the flowing stream and sub-consciously licked my lips.
"Thirsty, Kid?" Sven said softly from above me. I flicked my eyes up to his and saw that he had been watching me, a knowing little grin on his face. My eyes flicked over to Kurt, who had his face turned up to the pelting spray from the other shower head, then turned back to Sven and nodded silently.
"Is there some shampoo in here?" Kurt asked as he looked around the massive stall. "Ah, here it is." He grabbed a little bottle from one of the shelves in the wall and poured some in his big meaty hand before starting to rub his soapy hands through his hair. Sven and I looked over as he turned slightly away from us; we could see that his eyes were closed as his hands built up a frothy lather on his head.
Seeing that Kurt was pre-occupied, Sven took me by the shoulders and moved me so I was on the other side of him, away from Kurt. He touched his index finger briefly to his lips in the universal sign to stay quiet, then pushed me to my knees. I dropped to my knees in front of him, my eyes glued to the enticing sight of the flowing water continuing to run off the end of his dick. He set his feet slightly apart and then reached down and lifted his beautiful cock towards me. He didn't have to say a word as I silently opened my mouth and looked up at him in anticipation. He was looking down at me with a bit of a lecherous grin on his face, then I saw his stomach muscles flex.
All of a sudden, I felt my mouth quickly filling as he let go with a powerful stream; his hot acrid piss gushing into my mouth. I swallowed some of the hot yellow liquid as he just kept going. It tasted salty and deliciously sinful as it made its way into my welcoming stomach. He'd had a few beers and his piss tasted different than he'd given me previously, but I still loved it. His forceful stream was overflowing my gaping mouth and ran down my chin in flowing rivers before dropping onto the shower floor. I looked up to see him leering down at me as he moved the tip of his cock and started to piss all over my face. I closed my eyes in bliss as the hot yellow liquid flowed all over me, warming me with the heat from his own body. He pissed all over me for a long time, and I could feel it running through my hair and down over my shoulders and body before I felt the stream crossing my face once more. He brought it closer and dropped the pissing head right into my mouth as his flow started to diminish. I closed my lips behind the massive knob and sucked and swallowed until I had the final hot drops safe within my stomach. I sucked for a few more seconds before Sven pulled his cock from my mouth, then reached down and pulled me to my feet. I looked up at him with a look of serene contentment on my face, my thirst now happily satisfied.
"Whoa," Kurt said from beside us and we both looked over to see him with his eyes still closed, his head leaning back as he rinsed out the last of the soapy lather from his hair. As we had hoped, he had been totally oblivious to what had been happening next to him while he'd been washing his hair. "Did you take a piss, Sven?" He wrinkled his nose up as he looked over at us, the smell of Sven's strong urine still fresh in the air.
"Yeah, I just let it run down the drain," Sven replied, giving me a quick wink as he turned his body towards the shower and reached for the shampoo himself.
"All that beer needs to come out somewhere; I've gotta go too." Kurt paused for a second as he reached for his cock and gave it a couple of leisurely strokes prior to pissing. He looked over at me and then stopped. "Hey Joey, wanna hold it for me while I piss?" I looked down at that heavy flaccid monster of his with excitement and then up at Sven questioningly. He gave me a gentle nod to let me know it was okay.
"Thataboy," Kurt said as I stepped over and reached for his cock. He held it in his open palm as I slipped my little hand around the tremendous girth. The spongy warmth of it felt beautiful in my hand and when he let go, I was left to ponder the weight of it. Long, thick and heavy, I loved having it in my gentle grasp.
"Give it a couple of easy strokes," he said as he adjusted his feet slightly to each side. With my hand wrapped around the loose outer sheath, I slowly slid my hand back and forth a few times. "Oh fuck, that's a beautiful hand you've got there, Joey. You better stop now." I had already felt the first stirrings as his cock had started to thicken beneath my fingers. I stopped and held his cock still as he let out a soft breath. Then I felt a pulsing flow inside his cock as he started to piss. It burst forth in a hot golden torrent as he let loose. Through my fingers and the palm of my hand, I could feel his piss flowing powerfully through his cock. It pounded against the tile floor and I watched enthralled as I moved the tip of his cock slightly, the yellow stream moving around the shower floor. He was right; he definitely had to get rid of a lot of beer. He pissed for a long time and as much as I would have loved to drop to my knees and take his spewing cock right into my mouth, I also cherished that this was something special between just Sven and I. Kurt's stream slowly diminished and I shook off the final drops for him before letting go of his beautiful member.
"Th ... thanks for letting me do that, Kurt," I said as I looked up at his big hairy body looming over me.
"You can hold that for me while I piss anytime, Joey," he replied with a smile. "Now, I thought Sven said you were going to wash us."
"Yes sir, right away," I said excitedly as I reached for a big bar of soap sitting on one of the shelves. I took off the paper wrapper and set about washing these two big beautiful men. I moved from one to the other, my little hands covering their muscular firm bodies in frothy lather. I loved the way it clung to Kurt's dark body hair; the whitish foam looking sensually suggestive against the dark curls. Their defined upper bodies felt amazing beneath my fingertips and I slid my slippery fingers over every firm muscle and tantalizing contour. Sven then sent me to my knees and I spent a long time working on their backsides and legs before they stood side by side and brought their long heavy cocks in front of me.
"You like those, Kid?" Sven asked as I worked up big handfuls of soapy lather.
"Oh gosh, yes," I said as I reached forward and took hold of each of their cocks; Kurt in my left hand, Sven in my right. I wrapped my slick hands around each one and then started to slowly slide them back and forth. I immediately felt each of them start to swell and thicken beneath my fingers.
"Oh fuck, he really knows what to do with a cock, doesn't he?" Kurt said as they both looked down at my kneeling form; my hands sliding back and forth along their stiffening dicks.
"Yeah, he certainly does," Sven replied. "Do you think we should reward him for doing such a good job?"
"Yeah, what kind of reward would be appropriate for a cocksucker like this?"
"Mmmmmm, let's see," Sven mused as their lengthening cocks grew harder and harder in my hands, "how about if we keep his mouth and pussy full of cock and cum for the rest of the night? Do you think that would be a good reward, Kid?"
"Yes," I said with a soft moan as I looked up at him with excitement. There was nothing I'd rather have than to be at their service for the rest of the night, willing to take as much as they wanted to give me.
"Okay," Sven said as he turned and pulled his stiff cock out of my clutching grasp, "let's get rinsed off and get started." He turned into the spray of the shower and rinsed off while Kurt did the same. I hurriedly washed my own body and then stepped out to dry Sven while Kurt finished up. I finished with Sven just as Kurt shut everything off and stepped out.
"I'll be right back," Sven said as I reached for a dry towel and started to dry Kurt's big hairy form. Sven came back in carrying the girls' beige stretchy riding pants that he'd bought at the horse show.
"Put these on when you're all ready, Kid," he said as he set them down on the vanity counter. He grabbed another one of the towels off the shelf and headed back into the bedroom. Now dry, Kurt left as well. I dried myself thoroughly and pulled on the riding pants. The thick stretchy material fit me like a second skin, and being beige, it made it look all the more real! I looked at myself in the mirror, adjusting my cock and balls in front and then turning sideways. I had to admit, it made my curvy little bottom sure look good. The seam ran right down close in to my crack to define and accentuate each round cheek.
I went back into the bedroom and saw Kurt and Sven standing on opposite sides of one of the beds. Kurt had just finished pulling all the covers down to the bottom and Sven was piling a bunch of pillows up against the wooden headboard. With the blinds closed in the room and darkness starting to fall, they had turned on one of the bedside lamps which cast a nice warm glow over the room. I could see that Sven had set out the big jar of Vaseline on the table between the beds and the towel he'd brought in from the bathroom was folded up and sitting on the bed next to it.
"Is ... is this okay?" I asked as I walked slowly towards them, looking down at the girls' riding pants he'd asked me to wear.
"Those look real good on you," Sven said; a mischievous grin on his face as he looked me up and down. "Turn around ... real slow." Standing in front of them, I stopped and turned slowly around in a circle.
"Oh yeah, real nice ... just as I hoped," Sven said in a husky whisper as I saw both of them looking intently at my curvy little bum. "C'mere Kid." I walked over until I was standing next to Sven. He turned me around until my back was to him and then I felt his big hand slide down my back and over my bum.
"That's such a nice round little ass you've got there," he said as he rubbed his hand slowly over the thick stretchy material covering my rear-end. "Doesn't that look like a nice ripe peach, Kurt?"
"Yeah, nice and juicy and just waiting to get split wide open."
"Get up there on your hands and knees, Kid," Sven said, pointing to the middle of the bed, "and let Kurt feel that pretty little ass of yours." I climbed up onto the bed and positioned myself in the middle of the bed facing the headboard. Kurt crawled onto the bed behind me and then I felt his two big hands roaming over my upturned little bum.
"Oh fuck, what a beautiful round ass he's got," Kurt said in a husky lust-filled tone as his hands moved sensually over my curvy backside. "It looks amazing in these stretchy pants, but when are you gonna get him to take them off?"
"I'm not," Sven said flatly as he moved around towards the bedside table between the two beds.
"But I wanna get at that tight pussy of his," Kurt said with a note of bewilderment in his voice. He was sliding his long middle finger up and down right over the seam that followed my hidden crevice, seemingly anxious to get at my hot waiting hole lying beneath.
"Just relax, Kurt. You know how they say there's a perfect tool for every job? Well, I've got the perfect tool." He reached down to something that was on the table behind the jar of Vaseline and turned to us, holding it up for us to see.
"I borrowed this from Claire this morning," he said holding up something that kind of looked like a small pen. "I think a seam-ripper should take care of this for us." He removed the plastic cap to reveal a pointy metal hook-like thing at the end. So he'd had this whole plan in mind from even before we left the ranch. I was amazed but delighted at the way Sven's mind worked.
"Excellent!" Kurt said with a warm note of approval. Sven climbed onto the bed as well and moved behind me next to Kurt.
"Hold still, Kid," Sven said as I felt him put one hand firmly on my bum to steady me. Not wanting to get poked by the sharp seam-ripper, I stayed as still as I could. I felt the material move slightly as Sven applied the tip of the seam-ripper to a point just behind my confined balls. I felt a little plucking and then I could feel the seam start to part.
"Well, well," Kurt said as he watched the seam start to split open as Sven plucked at a few more stitches, "just look at that ... opening up like a little clam."
"There, that should do it," Sven said with a note of satisfaction as he slipped the cover back on the seam-ripper and set it back down on the bedside table. I found out later that he had only opened a hole about three or four inches long. The riding pants had been made strong enough that the hole didn't continue to split open any further; it stayed just the way he wanted it.
"Which end do you want first?" Sven asked Kurt.
"I'll take this end," Kurt replied as I felt his hands rubbing in soothing circles over the cheeks of my bum, "I can't wait to feel that tight little pussy of his again."
"That's good; I'm a little bigger than you are," Sven said with a good-natured jab at Kurt. "You can get him loosened up for me."
"Oh, I think he'll be good and loose when I'm done with him; I feel like I can go for a good long time before I cum this time."
"You better use this," Sven said as he passed Kurt the jar of Vaseline. "I don't wanna have to call an ambulance to take the kid out of here."
"Good, I like a nice greasy hole anyway." Looking to the side, I saw Kurt scoop out a generous gob of the lube onto his fingers and then start smoothing it along the length of his swollen cock.
"You'll probably need this," Sven said as he tossed the towel he'd brought in onto the bed, next to Kurt. He then slid in front of me and sat back against the pile of pillows he'd stacked against the headboard. With his legs on either side of my upper body, he brought his knees up and let his muscular thighs fall open to each side. He put his hand around his long heavy cock and held it up for me. "Here you go, Kid, a nice big all-day sucker for you."
I didn't have to be asked twice and lowered my mouth to his burgeoning cock-head. It felt wonderful to have the big warm knob filling my mouth once more. I could never get enough of sucking Sven's cock. When he called it an 'all-day sucker', that was the perfect description. I felt like I could have spent rest of my life where I was right now, kneeling between his spread thighs, servicing that long thick majestic cock of his. I brought my hands forward and cradled his sperm-laden nuts as I made sweet oral love to the head of his cock.
"Let me feel your hole work on my finger, Joey," Kurt said from behind me as I felt the tip of his long middle finger slip through the opening in the back of my pants and spread some of the greasy lube over my little pink rosebud. As I continued to suck Sven's cock, I flexed my tight pucker against Kurt's caressing fingertip.
"His pussy's nibbling right at my fingertip," Kurt said in surprise. "The little cocksucker's trying to pull it right in." I pushed back against him to let him know he was exactly right and he responded by pressing more insistently on my tight opening. As soon as I felt the now-familiar pressure, I relaxed my sphincter and his thick finger slid right up into me.
"Oh fuck, what a beautiful hole," Kurt said with a low groan as his finger slid easily inside me, all the way to the third knuckle. I tightened my anus around the base of his thick finger and then flexed a couple of times before starting to slide my hips back and forth on his probing finger.
"Oh man, you want it bad, eh Joey?" Kurt asked.
"Mmhhhmmm," I purred loudly in agreement with a mouthful of hot hard flesh as I continued to suck Sven's huge cock.
"Then I think it's time to give you something that'll fill that space inside you a little better," Kurt said hurriedly from behind me as he pulled his finger from my clutching hole and from the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up the towel. He must have wiped the greasy Vaseline off his hands as a few seconds later, he threw the towel onto the bed beside us. I felt him adjust himself on his knees as he moved in closer behind me, putting his big hands on the cheeks of my bum.
"There, is that better?" he asked as I felt the blunt head of his wide cock slide through the slit in the pants and snuggle up against my bum-hole.
"Mmmmm," I purred softly against Sven's rigid cock as I rolled my hips back against Kurt in invitation. He obviously understood my intention as he started to press himself into me. I quickly took a deep breath and let it out slowly through my nostrils as I concentrated on relaxing my sphincter. My tight ring eased open and I felt the broad flared crown stretching my pussy lips as he pressed forward.
"Oh yeah," Kurt said with a soft moan as the big knob slipped totally inside my clutching hole. He wriggled himself slightly to settle himself, then moved his hands to either side of my hips. "Does that feel good?" He moved himself back and forth an inch or two so his thick rope-like ridge was tugging deliciously against the inside of my gripping ring.
"Mmmhhhmmm," I mewed again as the absolutely luscious feeling of having a big hard cock in my boy-pussy started to flow through my body.
"Well, since you like it so much, let's just give you a little more then." With that, Kurt gripped my hips firmly and slowly drove his rock-hard cock into me.
"Uuunnngghh," I groaned against Sven's mouth-filling prick as Kurt's long thick cock stretched my insides deliciously. He fed it into me insistently until I felt his wiry pubic hair press up against the tender skin around my stretched pucker. With his rigid erection buried to the hilt inside me, he paused and rolled his hips in a slow tantalizing stirring motion.
"Oh God, that feels so good," I moaned in a breathy whisper as I slipped my lips off Sven's upright cock and licked down the side of the velvety shaft. Kurt slowly drew back and then just as the big knob tugged on the inside of my sphincter, he reversed direction and slammed it into me forcefully.
"AAAAAAAAHHH," I moaned loudly as he really started to fuck me. As he first slid it all the way into me, my cock had started to harden in the confines of the tight stretchy pants. Now, under his fierce fucking, it felt like an iron bar pushing against the tight fabric. I brought my mouth back to the top of Sven's surging erection and slipped my lips back down over the crown, bobbing my head as I hoped to get a load out of each of them, one at each end.
"Oh fuck, what a great pussy this kid has," Kurt said as he pounded it into me. He got into a smooth rhythm and fed his cock all the way into me with each luscious stroke.
"Let's switch," Sven said after a few minutes as he grabbed my head and lifted it off his throbbing dick. As he scrambled out from in front of me, Kurt pulled his cock out of my clutching ass, leaving an empty needy void inside me. Sven got to his knees behind me and Kurt slid into his place at the head of the bed, his stiff cock glistening with pre-cum and the warm juices from my bum.
"Suck it," he said solemnly as he reached forward and pulled my head onto his surging cock. I complied instantly and slid my lips down over the engorged crown, the intense heat of his cock filling my mouth. I licked and sucked up my own warm juices from his stiff shaft as I felt Sven fit his cock into my snug opening and start to press it into me.
"Uuuuunnnggghhh," I groaned against Kurt's rigid dick as Sven's monstrously thick cock stretched me almost to the tearing point. Once the head slipped past my sphincter, he just kept going and fed the full length into me in one slow satisfying stroke. As his long cock reached incredible depths way up inside me, I felt my own cock lurch in the stretchy pants and I knew another warm gob of pre-cum had oozed forth.
"Lick it clean for me," Kurt said as he pulled my head off the tip of his cock and pressed my face against the base of his upright shaft. I buried my face deep into his hairy groin and licked his balls and sticky shaft until I'd gotten every warm drop of our combined juices. As I was busy doing that, my whole midsection was absolutely thrumming with pleasure as Sven long-dicked me; slow deep strokes with the full length of his 11" cock.
Kurt reached down, grabbed me by the head again and pulled my mouth right back down over the head of his cock.
"Get it good and wet for me. I want it nice and hot and wet to stick back in your pussy." I pushed a big gob of saliva to the front of my mouth and let my warm spit flow lovingly over the hot spongy membranes of his massive cock-head.
"I want some more of that pussy of his," Kurt said to Sven.
"Sure, I need a good cock-cleaning anyway," Sven replied as he withdrew from my clutching bum.
They switched positions and as Sven slid back in front of me, Kurt spoke, "Let's flip him over." With Sven grabbing my shoulders, Kurt pushed my hips to the side and then grabbed my legs as I rolled over onto my back. He pulled me right into the middle of the bed and pushed my knees up and apart as he moved back between my thighs.
"Well, look at that," Sven said as he nodded towards my covered groin, "it looks like the little cocksucker likes this." We all looked down and you could see the outline of my hard cock beneath the surface of the beige stretchy material; but what was really noticeable was the dark wet stain surrounding my cock-head where my pre-cum had soaked into the material.
"Well, I'm gonna give him something he'll really like," Kurt said as he moved hurriedly between my spread thighs. "Here, hold his legs back for me, I wanna really fuck the shit out of the little cocksucker now." He grabbed my feet and pushed each of my legs up until Sven grasped my ankles. I was lying on my back, my head between Sven's muscular thighs as he sat back on his haunches, his big hands folding my legs up to his shoulders. I was totally opened up for Kurt's assault, my slick little pussy visible through the slit they'd cut in the riding pants.
"Oh yeah, that's beautiful," Kurt said lustfully as he looked down at my twitching pink hole. I could see his rampant cock standing up fiercely between his legs, his big balls beyond looking swollen and in need of release. He pushed down on the top of his stiff erection until it lined up with my hole and then leaned forwards.
"Mmmmmmm," I let out a long deep groan as the massive knob spread the lips of my little boy-pussy and slipped inside. He leaned a little further forward and supported himself with his muscular hairy arms on each side of my chest. I felt Sven pull back a little harder on my legs in order to open my gaping pussy even more. With my cock as hard as rock in my pants and sweat covering my face, I looked up at Kurt with a look of pure desire in my eyes.
"This is all for you," he said softly as he flexed back for just a split-second and then slid it all the way into me in one deep stroke.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHH," I let out a low moan as his thick long cock filled me exquisitely. Once he touched bottom, he started to fuck me insistently; sawing his cock back and forth inside me with long firm strokes. My heart was racing and I felt all tingly as the broad flared head rubbed relentlessly over my sensitive prostrate. I was groaning and gasping like crazy as Kurt fucked me mercilessly.
"That's it Kurt, give it to the little cocksucker," Sven said as he held my legs wide open. Kurt's wide hips were driving up and down now as he pounded the long thick stake of his rock-hard cock deep into me. It felt like he was trying to nail me to the cross with each powerful thrust; and I was loving every blissful second of it. That warm tingling feeling was spreading throughout my groin again and then I felt the nerve-shattering sensation as my climax hit.
"I ... I ... OOOOOOOOOOHHH," I moaned loudly as the delicious numbing sensation started in my midsection and then quickly spread to every tingling nerve-ending of my body. I could feel the luscious contractions pulse through my throbbing cock as I shot a massive load of cum against the stretchy material encasing my twitching member.
"Oh yeah, look at the little fucker cum," Sven said as I continued to twitch and shake through a beautiful orgasm, the dark wet stain on my pants growing as I continued to shoot.
"OH FUCK ... OOOOOOOHHH," Kurt groaned loudly as his own climax hit. I felt his first spurt of cum shoot forth to paste itself against the moist tender lining deep inside my gripping channel. He grunted and groaned as he hunched himself as far into me as he could as he flooded my insides with his precious semen. I was quivering and trembling at the whole amazing experience as he unloaded wad after thick creamy wad high up inside my yearning guts. His hairy groin was pressed tight up against my smooth midsection, his powerful long cock totally filling my rectum as he basted my insides like a Christmas turkey. Finally, he stopped moving and stayed still on top of me, his cock buried to hilt.
"Oh fuck, is he ever good," Kurt said as he looked up at Sven. Again, they were talking about me as if I wasn't there.
"I need some of that now," Sven replied as he let go of my legs. They instantly dropped to the bed on each side of Kurt's big body as I lay there gasping and trembling in post-orgasmic bliss. Without a second's thought, Kurt pulled his spent cock out of my bum, his thick member spilling out in a slippery rush. He moved up near the head of the bed as Sven took his place between my thighs, his long thick erection rearing up stallion-like between his legs.
"Want me to hold his legs for ya?" Kurt asked as he sat back on his heels, his thick hairy thighs on either side of my face.
"Yeah, that looked pretty fuckin' hot," Sven said and I could see the intense arousal in his eyes as he grabbed my feet and pushed my legs upwards. Kurt grabbed my ankles and pulled my skinny little legs way up, causing my hips to roll up so my tight pink pussy, beautifully framed by the slit in my pants, was served right up for Sven's use.
"You really worked this hole over good," Sven said as he reached forward and slid his long middle finger into me, "nice and wet but still good and tight." He slid his finger back and forth, spinning it in a slow circle as he rubbed the tip sensually over the semen-coated lining of my bum.
"Jesus, Kurt, how much cum did you shoot in here?" Sven said with a playful grin on his face. "The Kid's fuckin' overflowing; you been saving up or something?"
"Like I said," Kurt replied, "there hasn't been too much action between me and Lucy lately; so yeah, I guess I have been saving up. I've got a lot more just like that one for him too."
I felt my heart swell at the idea that this was only the start of what I could expect from Kurt tonight. He'd already filled me with two big loads today and it sounded like he was ready to give me a lot more. Excited about what was to come, I flexed my hole as Sven slid his finger deep inside me. As my clutching sphincter nibbled around the base of his probing finger, I could feel it moving through the slick wetness inside me; then he stopped to press down lusciously right on my enflamed prostate.
"Aaaaaaaaahh," I let out a long deep sigh of bliss as he continued to rub tantalizingly over that magical spot. Oh man, did he ever know where to touch me. Although I had just cum a few minutes ago, his insistent rubbing was causing an electric-like jolt to go right to my cock; and I felt it start to harden again.
"You like that, eh Kid?" he asked in a husky whisper as he continued to slide over the sensitive nodule of my prostate with a slow tortuous rubbing of his broad fingertip.
"Oh yessss," I hissed as I felt my heart racing in my chest.
"Looks like that little cock of his likes it too," Kurt observed; his comment causing the three of us to look down at my stiffening cock pushing against the straining fabric.
"Well, let me give this little trigger of yours a real workout," Sven said as he pressed firmly on my prostate one more time before slipping his finger out of me and moving into position between my legs. "Hold him wide open, Kurt; I'm gonna fuck him good and hard." Sven's words had me shuttering in both fear and anticipation. I looked up at his big rugged body as he leaned forward and pushed the huge engorged head of his cock through the split in my pants and nestled it up against my waiting hole. Kurt took a firm grip on my ankles and pulled legs back and further out to each side to the point I thought he was going to split me in two like a wishbone.
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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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