Proper Behavior for Young WomenChapter 11
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Sylvia’s first thought was of the pain. His cock was so big. But then, still in the dream world of her climax, she started liking the idea. She worked her asshole around the man’s two fingers, which were still deeply embedded in the anal fuckhole between her asscheeks. Yeah, it was something new to try. Her body aflame with desire, she grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart.
“All right! Fuck me there!”
Quickly, Mr. Moore pulled out his fingers and greased his cock. When he was done, he moved between her asscheeks and pushed his cockhead against the slut’s asshole. Holding his cock in place, he gave it a gentle nudge. The slut’s tight asshole hardly opened. Feeling the tightness of Sylvia’s asshole, he groaned. His cock was throbbing in anticipation of fucking all the way to the balls into the young slut’s asshole.
Sylvia spread her firm asscheeks wider as the hot hardness of the man’s cock pushed between them. The growing pressure made her asshole stretch, and a stab of pain shot through her body. Her tender brown asshole expanded until she grunted. Mr. Moore graciously halted the advance of his giant cock.
He stared between the slut’s spread asscheeks. Seeing how her little asshole was stretched over half his cockhead, he was filled with the desire to fuck his cock deep. Holding himself back, he said, “Relax, Sylvia. It might hurt a little at first, but if you relax, it’ll get better fast. If it hurts too much, tell me and I’ll take it out.” He grinned behind the slut’s back as he told the lie. Coach grinned back at him. They both knew that once his cock was in, it wasn’t going back out before leaving a load of cum deep inside the slut’s ass.
Sylvia moaned. It was feeling better. She rested her mouth around Coach’s cock root as she relaxed her asshole. Yeah, it was feeling much better. With her asshole slightly punctured by the man’s prickhead, she felt an itch deep inside her fuckhole that ached to be scratched. The only way to satisfy it was for the man to fuck her asshole deep. She spread her asscheeks wider and pushed back against the man’s cock.
Mr. Moore worked his cockhead back and forth an inch at a time, careful not to let it slip all the way out. With each pump, the slut’s asshole was forced to open a little more, his cock pushed a little deeper.
Sylvia kept her asscheeks pulled wide apart and pushed back. She could feel her tight fuckhole expanding more than ever before. Her ass stretched until she almost thought it would tear. She fought to relax her asshole to let it open, and then his big cock knob popped past the restraining muscle. Uncontrollably, her asshole clamped shut behind the man’s cockhead, holding it tightly and comfortably, inside. Mr. Moore moaned as Sylvia put the squeeze on him.
“Fuck, that’s tight. Uuuuuhhhh,” he sighed.
Sylvia’s muscles were taut with the strain. Waves of pain radiated from her asshole. Her toes were curled up and her face was flushed. She fought to relax as his monstrous cock knob started easing back and forth. The gentle stroking inside her ass soothed her anal fucktunnel, sending signals of a goodness she had never known racing to her brain. The strange feeling as his cockhead stretched her asshole deeper swiftly began overriding the pain. She felt every little bit of forward motion his cock made, and was enjoying it more with each thrust. Her asshole opened up more fully, and the man’s rock-hard cock fucked deeper. She panted in joy.
“Ohhh, Mr. Moore, oh, yes!”
Mr. Moore was pleased with himself. He had known that once his big prick knob got into her asshole, it would soon feel good to the slut. Now he stared between Sylvia’s firm ass-cheeks. Half his cock was buried in her stretched fuckhole. Fuck, it was so fucking exciting to watch a slut’s tender asshole stretching wide open to take his cock.
Holding onto Sylvia’s waist, he moved his hips from side to side to open her asshole a little more. Pausing in his fucking, he ran his hands along Sylvia’s smooth hips and waist, and he cupped her tits. He rubbed his hands over them, squeezing her nipples. Massaging her tits in gentle circles, he started stroking her asshole with his cock once again. He knew she liked it when she started moving with him.
Sylvia dreamily closed her eyes. She shivered, feeling the hands playing with her tits and nipples. When she felt his cock again moving in her asshole, she couldn’t help moving her ass, too. The pleasure doubled. She pulled her asscheeks as wide as they would go and pushed against the man’s cock. It slid deeper, and her asshole started swelling even more to take his thick prick root. She humped her ass back and forth, squeezing his cock in her asshole as she fucked him right back. She pushed against him, while relaxing her powerful fuckhole. His cock fucked in, stretching her little asshole wider. Then she clamped Mr. Moore’s stiff cock in a vise-like grip. She ground her ass in circles, then pulled away. As her tight asshole slid along the man’s cock, his slippery cockflesh was satisfyingly pulled.
“That’s it, bitch. Milk my cock with your ass. Work your asshole, Sylvia, ohhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhhh!” He moved his hands back down and wrapped them around her waist. No longer able to hold back, he pushed the remaining bit of cock into her ass with a powerful thrust.
A grunt burst from Sylvia’s throat. Extreme pleasure rippled out from her stuffed asshole. The waves rolled over her cunt and were amplified. Together, her pussy and asshole tingled with lust. The pulses of goodness rushed throughout her body from head to toe. She pushed hard against Mr. Moore’s belly, clenching her tender anal fuckhole as tightly as she could. Unconsciously, her tongue rolled around Coach’s cock, still held snugly between her lips. Her asshole quivered in delight.
Moaning, Mr. Moore ground hard against the young slut’s soft asscheeks. He worked his cock from side to side, then started fucking. Gently at first, he pulled his cock back until his prickhead almost came out. Then he firmly slid his prick deeply into her slippery brown asshole all the way to his balls. When his cock hit bottom, he ground hard between Sylvia’s asscheeks. It gratified him to see and feel the slut fucking him right back. One of his hands slipped down between her thighs to caress her pussy.
Sylvia worked her ass, moaning softly over Coach’s balls. She trembled as Mr. Moore’s hand tickled her pussy. The length of his finger lay along her cuntslit and started massaging it from her clit to her asshole. Electric thrills raced to her brain. The pleasure she got from her fucked asshole multiplied the signals shooting from her pussy. Even as she was filled with the fever of her lust, she could feel Coach’s cock once again swelling inside her mouth.
Coach had been quietly sitting back, watching Mr. Moore assfuck the slut. In the hazy aftermath of his orgasm, he had been content to rest while the slut mouthed his cock. But now the scene was getting to him. He saw how much Sylvia was enjoying herself as she got Mr. Moore’s cock up her ass. He thought how tight and warm her asshole must be. He visualized himself fucking the young slut’s asshole, and his cock started reviving in her mouth. He vowed that soon he would take his turn fucking her in the ass. For now, though, he would satisfy himself in her mouth.
Mr. Moore’s fingers slipped up and down the slut’s soft pussy. He worked his cock from side to side in her ass. He paid careful attention to her clit, knowing how much it would increase the pleasure of getting assfucked. Massaging the entire area around the slut’s clit, he humped steadily against her soft, smooth asscheeks. Each time he pulled his cock back for the next thrust, the slut’s powerful anal fuckhole squeezed his prick in a tight, slippery grip. When he fucked back deeply into her asshole, the slut relaxed and pushed back at him. The man could not help groaning in pleasure at the clutching, milking warmth of the young slut’s ass.
Sylvia’s mind was being taken over by thoughts of Mr. Moore’s assfucking cock. She quivered to feel her asshole stretching open each time his prick fucked in to the balls. She felt her anal fucktunnel walls contracting as his cock pulled back and she clenched the muscle tightly. Every time the man pulled back, the slut felt like her ass was being emptied. Every time the man fucked deep, she experienced an ecstatic fullness that could only come from having a thick, hard cock plunging deeply into her asshole and stretching it wide open. Her clit throbbed in swollen excitement. She could feel her pussy creaming. As her clit pulsed under the man’s fingers, Sylvia knew she was going to cum.
She ground her ass from side to side as the explosion seemed near at hand. She could feel Mr. Moore’s fingers thoroughly working over and around her clit. They massaged faster and more firmly. At the same time, the man behind her fucked her more furiously. Together, they bucked and groaned in enjoyment. Sylvia’s heated body tensed and convulsed as she came.
The breath shot out of her lungs. Her asshole twitched and spasmed. The juices gushed from her cunt. Her mouth gripped Coach’s cock, and she sucked it in a strong vacuum. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her hands gripped her asscheeks in an unconscious death grip as she tried to tear them off her body. Her toes were curled up, and her legs were spread wide. Not knowing where she was or what was going on around her, she joyously drove her quivering asshole against the man’s balls and ground back hard.
The school’s vice principal, Mr. Moore, then walked up to Sylvia and said, “Clean yourself up and come to my office.” He turned and headed for his office in long, determined strides. Her heart was racing. She trembled nervously as she got out some tissues. Quickly she dabbed up the sticky mess, then put on her panties that had “Slippery When Wet” printed on the front. Her body was shaken by tremors of fear as she thought what Mr Moore might want. She headed to the Vice Principal’s...
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There was a knock on the door and a voice, that Sylvia recognized, that said, “Mr. Moore it’s me, Brandy. It’s time for my disciplinary session.” “Come on in and close the door behind you.” Mr. Moore stared at Brandy as she entered the office and closed the door. Brandy was a slim blonde with long wavy hair that fell to her shoulders, rich, full and luxuriant. Her face had brilliant blue eyes, wide mouth with bright, full red lips, straight nose and a cute little chin. She had an athletic...
Mr. Moore fell to his knees and and straddled her face. Clenching her slightly sore asshole, she stared at the man’s swollen cock. His prick was reddened and throbbing as it neared her lips. A trickle of cum seeped from his cocktip. Sylvia opened her mouth and felt the hot hardness of his phallus pushing into her mouth. She swabbed the cum from his prickhead and began sucking. The tantalizing flavor of cum flashed over her tastebuds. Wanting more, she rolled her tongue around his cock knob...
“What?” Sylvia looked around, bewildered. Her legs turned to jelly as she thought of putting the man’s sticky, cum smeared cock in her mouth. Before she could say another word, however, Mr. Moore grabbed her shoulders and began forcing her to her knees. “You heard me. I said lick my cock clean.” He pushed Sylvia farther down. “Listen, bitch. I’ve already told you once that you are to obey me instantly.” Holding Sylvia down with one hand, the man slapped the slut hard on the ass. “Now, do...
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It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...
Author’s Note: These stories are a continuation of member/author Walterio’s excellent 12 part series, Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman and his extra story Peggy Sanford and the Secret Society. After I read his stories all I could think was ‘That was hot! I wish I was her.’ Walterio wrote these in response to member/author Peggy46’s invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she wrote about herself and her wild sex life. I tried to fill in enough background information to make this...
“Thank you ... Zax”. A middle aged woman with a combed black hair and a bit of weight around her waist walked toward him with hands down and holding one another. “You shouldn’t, Mrs. Inoki “. Zax shook his head. The woman was the mother of his childhood friends, Weysey Inoki. Mrs. Inoki came to stand beside him, but her view was on the large group of children having the time of their life fighting the living snowmen. “Our home is at the periphery of us, newcomers’ huts. The hut next to us...
Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. "Mike?" she called. "Yeah?" her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. "Well, aren't you a pretty sight?" he said. "Look, who's talking. You look as bad as I feel," she said with a smile. Her husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid...
Sarah and I communicated well when she had time for conversation, often after her shift was over. She made it clear that she liked me as more than just a patient, and in addition to liking her, I found myself lusting for her constantly. It wasn't so bad in the mountains when there were no distractions, but to see it around me every day flamed my desire. She caught up with me while I was in physical therapy. After a couple of cheers, she said, "I got her cell phone. I'll see you...
Lamax system was only 61 lightyears distant to Faysummit system. Meaning the superfast Colt reached Faysummit only 136 minutes. Roy was getting more anxious by the moment. The closer he got the more he felt convinced that his mother was close and that she was in great peril. The Colt was brand-new and by law, it was his ship. The Phantasian who piloted the ride was an employee or more precise a contractor. Tanya was right, this passenger cabin was not big enough for Partner, but then this...
Tuesday morning dawned at home. I was in the kitchen sipping a black coffee for breakfast, when my sensual wife came down. She looked at me and gave me a quick smile. I really could not understand why the bitch was smiling at me; I had punished her night before, by strapping with leather to the bed posts and smacking and spanking her sweet bare buttocks. I had sodomized her after the spanking session and I knew she would be sore now, because I had been so rude treating her ass…I asked Anita if...
The drive home was uneventful. My wife sat up and put on her seatbelt, per my request, yet stayed in the backseat. The car was very quiet until about two blocks from our house."I imagine that it's pretty messy back there?" I said knowingly. "I put my panties back on" she replied, "but a lot was already running out of me.""So you're a drippy mess?" I added, "Yes baby" my wife replied, lowering her head away from my sight in the rearview mirror, "I am...""Once in the garage" I continued, "go...
My wife and I had been married for just over 8 years and enjoyed a very happy and fulfilling love life that included a bit of kink. This had all been limited to just sex with each other only, yet we dabbled with the possibilities of including another, if only during pillow talk.More recently, however, I had noticed a bit of a change in my wife's behavior: dressing more provocatively for work, working a little later each evening, going out with her girlfriends a bit more than usual. However, our...
I woke up next to James, lying in a cold, wet spot on the sheet, from the cum that had oozed out of me, after we had fallen asleep from fucking. I had spent the night in his room, to comfort him and to talk about the incident that had occurred with our mom and him. After catching me in the shower with my half-bother, James, and Mikey, she had joined us, to show her disappointment in the amount of sex that had been happening between us over the last few weeks. While proving a point with my...