8th Grader at Borisovo s Pond
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
Spring arrived early in Moscow this year and everyone was happy to leave -30 C temperatures in the past. Warm days of spring bring a surge of activity to the city. The malls fill with shoppers looking for goods. The beach at Borisovo Pond fills with teenagers ditching school on the prowl for sex.
This day in spring was particularly hot in Moscow and it seemed like only a
few dozen high school teens had sense enough to enjoy it - despite the fact it
meant they had to cut class. Everyone else stayed behind closed doors, at the
mall, at work, at home, or at school. In Orekhovo-Borisovo, the southern
district of Moscow is the place where high school kids hang out.
It's just the kind of day that gets kids to skip school and hang out at that
region's only beach - a large pond. If you've ever experienced a Russian winter
you'd understand that it's almost a need to get your body out in the sun when it
comes.
By noon, Borisovo's pond was crowded with hormone-enraged teen boys and girls, getting high, drinking American beer and looking to hook-up. You'd never ever see anyone older than 30 at the pond. In fact, you'd rarely see anyone in their 20's. Capitalism brought the rush for riches that kept most of the city busy, except those too young to care.
Mike and Serge were exceptions, as they were most of their lives. They were
both successful in their careers, had money, but hung out at the pond whenever
they got the urge.
On this day at 1 o'clock a brand new sports car appeared. There were 2 guys in
their mid-twenties, Serge and Mike, in it. They were very cool and rough guys.
Serge was over 6" tall, with short cut hair and a rippled torso. A tribal tattoo
of black curved lines encircled his right forearm. He liked clubbing, and he
could afford it, because he worked as a top-manager of some famous international
company of his father, the sponsor.
Mike's appearance had much in common with Serge. They had been best friends since childhood. Japanese hieroglyphs were tattooed on his back. He worked as a surgeon general's assistant and therefore had full access to any drugs he wanted and he often used his position.
In short, both were about the same height, weight and age, handsome, muscled (they went to the gym every free minute), rough and well-off guys who could get everything or everyone they wanted. Their motto in life was "You can get everything for money and if it can't be bought it means that it's a fake and you shouldn't waste anything, money or time, on that."
When their car had stopped at the spot they liked, and everyone, especially girls, noticed them, the parking spot became immediately vacant because no one wanted to be in trouble with these rich or extremely popular guys. Mike got out of the car and stood erect, got bottles of strong drinks out of a cooler and began opening drinks while Serge got a blanket out of the car's trunk. Mike could put his hands on any drugs, so he had already spiked some of the bottles of beer to use for wasting stupid cunts.
So, the day went on and our guys switched between sunbathing, swimming and drinking. They usually checked out chicks that passed them by after diving. Perhaps they just wished to be invited, because many girls adored them and were afraid of them at the same time and guys preferred to make a detour around them so as not to get in their way. Soon they noticed a real knockout that wandered around them and it was clear she was hooked by them and was also somewhat drunk or stoned. They checked her out properly - she was about 5 feet tall and very slim with really nice perky tits with nipples protruding under her bikini and a tiny, tight ass. Her brown hair fell to her to shoulders framing her child-like sweet face so that you might think she still went to school, but her starring eyes attracted more attention than any other of her features. Watching her, Serge and Mike wolf-whistled over and over again.
She decided not to pay attention to their vulgar behavior, but she was eager to hang out with them because they were really great hunks. The girl started gathering her stuff together and this time the guys made up their minds to ask her to come over. They were already stoned and they were so excited, looking at all those almost naked bodies passing by. They had to relax and that chick was the most gorgeous girl they had ever seen, it didn't matter that she looked much younger than they did.
She went home exhausted with all her stuff under her arm as the guys directed
their heads to her and asked in a very friendly tone,
"Hiya girl!" Serge was the first who attracted her attention.
"Hi boys! I'd say you're looking great! I like you so much!" she thought it was
the only way to get in touch with them and she greatly wanted it in her current
mood.
"Thank you!" Mike said, stressing the word "you". "You are so fucking
great-looking that it gets us high and hard if you're old enough to get the
point of what I say!" he said to her, grinning.
She thought she saw the devilish fires in his shining eyes and looked at his
well-rippled chest, to his 6-pack stomach and finally down to his trunks. His
cock was clearly outlined by the tight material.
Serge stared at the girl and knew by experience that she wasn't going to leave,
because it was rare for her to be without scrubs. He noticed that her eyes
stopped at his friend's trunks for a long time and his cock was getting harder
from that. The girl thought it wasn't noticed; how mistaken she was!
"Like what you see, sweet face?" Serge asked, smiling to the shy girl.
"Very much, boys. Very much!" she would never have said it if she was sober.
"I'm sure Mike's fat cock is starting to leak just looking at you. What about
joining us?" Serge shot out another question.
"Sure!" she replied simply.
"It should be noted that you are the first girl who attracted us and if you are
not a blonde you can add two plus two!" Some hint was heard in his voice.
"Of course, I am not stupid and I have the whole day free!" the girl immediately
became talkative. "Yeah, I'm so thirsty!"
After hearing her words the guys glanced at each other and put a different
sense in those words. This time it was Mike who started leading the process of
tempting.
"Sexy, maybe you wanna have a gulp of something stronger than Coca-Cola light?"
"Do you really wanna give some of your booze to a nice, naive girl who is under
age like me?" she replied, flirting openly with the guys and they already knew
she was on the hook.
"Are you really a pre-teen? You look too fucking sluttish to be underage, you
fucking bitch! Your cunt is practically hanging out of your bikini. Get your
fuckin' virgin butt outta here, cuz we only party with chicks who are able to
suck dick at least!" Mike screamed in anger at her and his words upset her so
much that she was ready to cry. She didn't want to fuck her acquaintance up. She
had to do something and do it fast or her dream of being with those really nice
guys would disappear.
"Hey guys," she pouted, "although I'm young, it doesn't mean I dislike the big
dicks of mid-aged guys like you! Maybe you'll even get some cocksucking if you
act properly to me, Okay?"
The guys glanced at each other and their strategy worked well again.
"Can I stay with you and party?" the girl smiled.
The guys understood then that they'd hooked up with a stupid cunt, and they
looked forward to turning her into their fucktoy and a completely dick-stuffed
cum dump. There was a pause and she already felt that she lost the battle as
Serge exclaimed, "Well, here I'm staring at your sexy body and I think you have
the right to be by my side!"
Those words immediately made her happy and she thanked God that HE gave her
another chance. She stopped paying attention to their bad language, believing
that it was due to their drunken condition and excitement.
"Remember to act like a grown-up with us; otherwise you can go fuck yourself.
Is that clear, cunt?" Serge thought it was so crude talking that way, but it
worked well with that juicing little twat.
"Yeah! You know you're such rough and tough guys, and I like that very much!"
she was in heaven with happiness and began relaxing, being between two great
hunks.
"Okay! What's our cunt's name?" Mike asked, searching for a drugged bottle beer
to make that fucking pre-teen high.
While she erotically took off her tight white T-shirt and tight cut-off
shorts revealing her fuckable pre-teen body dressed in a tiny bikini the little
bitch replied, "I'm Kate, and by the way, I dislike being called a cunt! Slut is
prettier to hear. Okay? I hate it! Some of the boys in school call a girl a
cunt. They think they can treat girls like sperm troughs. Slut is prettier to
the ear. Okay?" and she looked at them in turn through piggy eyes, begging to
remember her please.
"Okay! I'm Serge and this is my best friend Mike and my friend since my
youth. You're right, and since you are both a slut and a cunt it's like 2 in 1,"
he did a pause and she stared at her expectedly. "How about putting your sexy
little ass up against my fucking rock-hard, leaking prick to warm me up?"
"Of course, baby, and it's a pleasure to meet you guys," she giggled in a
childish way and her eyes went down to my swimsuit. She also could see Serge's
thick fat dick pushing out the front and leaving a spot of pre-fuck slime on the
material. He was out of his mind with need to slam his fuckmeat into this very
young hole.
When Kate undid her shorts, the guys agreed soundly that she was a real piece
of ass ready to be stuffed, and she loved it that they paid her so much
attention. Her bikini bottom left nothing to the imagination. She knelt down in
front of Serge's face and got into doggy-style position with her ass toward him,
spreading her legs and arching her back and asked, "Great ass, isn't it?"
Being drunk like Mike Serge quickly grabbed Kate's ass without saying a word to
her, spread the tight small ass cheeks to the maximum and then he pressed the
thumbs of his hands into her tight holes through the bikini bottom. The right
thumb was forced into her asshole and the left one pushed into her pussy. She
never thought that he would be so bold and started a confused panicking,
"Hey-hey-hey! Guys! Don't be so fast!"
"She surely is ripe and ready to have her fuck holes rammed!" Serge moaned
and sawed into her tiny baby girl cuntslit as well as her puckered pink asshole.
Her bikini bottom didn't cover her holes with her cheeks being spread since the
bottom was like a thin strap.
Kate was flushed and confused. She replied,
"I need to get to know you better before you do something like that!"
She smiled like an absolute fool.
"Okay," Serge answered and Kate laid on her right side closely to Serge, but
tried not to touch his body, because he was excited a lot already and she didn't
want him to cum in his swimsuit.
While that discussion was going on, Kate didn't notice that Mike opened a
drugged bottle beer for her. When she stretched out her hand for the beer Mike
told her, grinning,
"This bottle has its own cost - kissing."
She moved her lips over to his and started kissing. He slopped some spit from
his tongue into her mouth and Kate certainly got relaxed. She felt his tongue
moving around in her young mouth. He slopped more and more spit into her mouth,
and it ran down her throat. Then she felt Serge's hands slide under her bikini
top and he started squeezing her perky young tits, and she moaned. She had never
allowed any guy to touch her so boldly and so fast on the first meeting, but he
was something else, he was so mature and skillful.
When Mike finally stopped French-kissing her, she wiped the spit off her face
and thanked him and asked,
"Have I deserved that beer, Mikey-boy?"
Mike opened his mouth to reply, but Serge was the first to speak,
"He told you to kiss, but he never told you to kiss him on his lips!"
"Oh no, guys! I don't know you well enough and you've kissed and felt me up
already!"
Her nipples had grown hard in her bikini top after the men's rough fondling
and both guys could see she had really full titty tips.
Mike retorted,
"It means you're a fucking cockteaser. We did warn you. Get the fuck outta here!
We like to be with grown-up chicks!" and Serge slapped her ass to move her away
with his opened palm.
Kate cursed herself for fucking the situation up again, but it was really their
boldness and she didn't want anyone else. Kate who wanted to hang out with these
guys, collected all her self-confidence together, bit her upper lip and, looking
down, answered in a playful tone, believing it was her last stand,
"What about jerking off your cocks later and maybe more after that, huh?"
"Mike, I see our Kate is good enough for us after all! Give her the drink and I
guess she'll pay for it later, because I just adore her tight ass with its nice
deep crack!" Serge complemented her.
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This is a long story at over 9,000 words. The preparation in advance for the visit to the club involves some difficult, almost punishment, enemas, etc, but there is no scat play or anything like that. At the club walter is involved primarily in M/m sex. If any of that turns you off, you can catch the next chapter, Chapter 08, which will be, I hope, the last chapter of this saga. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = =...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you...
In Chapter Two, Walter continues telling the story of his Summer at Pond Cove. He finds out for certain that he is a pain slut, and is officially given the name of “weird worm” at the feet of his new Mistress... Mistress Gloria. This story stands on its own, but may make a little more sense if you have read Chapter One. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual...
One day in early August, right after breakfast, Mistress Gloria said to Mistress Sam and Mistress Cheryl, “What do you think about going to the club tomorrow night?”She didn’t ask me or holly or puddy tat or tracy. Our opinion didn’t matter anyway.“Do we have the masks with us?” Mistress Cheryl asked.“New masks for you, weird worm, and tracy arrived yesterday,” Mistress Gloria replied.“What masks?” I whispered very quietly to holly.At least I thought I was very quiet. Mistress Gloria turned to...
BDSMAround the middle of July things started to get weird at Pond Cove. You may be wondering what I consider weird since I have been telling how I and three other submissives have been running around naked obeying our Mistresses all summer, but this is different. Something weird was happening with the Mistresses.It has to do with power... or authority... or assertiveness or something. Before this summer, I didn’t know I was a submissive. And over the weeks, I’ve figured out that I am less assertive...
BDSMAmy Pond and Clara Oswald #1"A fluctuating time disturbance." Those had been the Doctor's exact words to describe the situation. The situation that had brought Amy and Clara together was theoretically impossible. So were most other days with the Doctor though. The funny man with the bow tie had swaggered back into his TARDIS after a heartfelt greeting and gone to fix the incident leaving Clara with Amy for the day. Neither girl had complained.In truth when they had first met Amy had instantly...
Friends Across The PondI travel a lot with my work, I'm part of a large conglomerate that deals in financial services with offices all over the world. My favourite place to be when not in England, is the USA, namely New York, it really is the city that never sleeps. That's not the main reason though, the MAIN reason happens to have the most amazing emerald eyes, a pocket rocket of 5ft dead, and a body like Marilyn Monroe at her very best, an arse like a peach when she bends over to pick...
Elrod's been having a lot of fun with this notion, so I decided to try. The sex is there, though mostly off stage, but rather kinky. MAU: On Golden Pond (1/3) By Ellie Dauber (c) 2001 FYI, this story is based on the Henry Fonda/Katherine Hepburn version, rather than the recent one with Julie Andrews. * * * * * "It's a long story," Edith Thayer said. "As I remember, I was fixing lunch when it began." * * * * * "Norman, lunch is ready." Edith Thayer put the tray...
Prologue Ethan Smith was miserable. It was the end of summer term and once again he had done little in his time, "Home". Home was a joke to his family. he didn't really have one. His dad always dumped him on his grandparents and took the first flight away to some exotic location while Ethan, "Got to know" his grandparents. He hadn't been to his, "Real" home in three years, ever since he started infant school at his expensive private boarding school. Don't get him wrong. He loved his...
No one would believe me if I didn't have proof to show them and even then most people would think it was some kind of special effect. I had stumbled onto something that plainly could NOT exist, yet it did. Now to figure out some way to capture proof, if not for others at least to convince myself I hadn't been dreaming. I work as a Park Ranger for the National Parks Service. I'm not your typical Ranger Rick. I do sweeps of the meadows and woodlands far from where most tourist go to see if...
I couldn't believe my luck. I lay there on the queen-sized bed, propped on one hand, looking at the sweet thing laying beside me. She was a beauty with a young, lithe body, long blonde hair that was now swirled around her shoulders, and soft sensitive skin now covered with a fine patina of perspiration. I was running my finger tips over her body, reveling in her youth. I had just rolled off her after spending over 90 minutes in all sorts of contortions, sometimes with my mouth plastered to...
Orgasm Pond is a name I affectionately gave a small Adirondack lake in upstate New York after a summer I had spent there that changed my life. The real name of the lake shall remain nameless. You know that point when you've given yourself passionately to something for years and all that something does is take, take, take? That point where you, suddenly and forcefully, can't take it anymore. My life careened toward that breaking point for years. I was blind to it until I reached that...
“Hola, Lily,” I said, as I plopped down in the seat next to her. “Hola jefe, es un placer verte.” (Hey boss, it is a pleasure to see you.) “¿Por qué ... uhm... tan formal?“ (Why ... uhm ... so formal?) “Hoy tenemos un examen,” Lily answered. (We have a quiz today.) “¡Hijo de puta!“ Lily giggled. She’d been teaching me to cuss in Spanish. “David!” Ms. Cruz reprimanded. “Uh... Lo siento,” I said, embarrassed I was caught. (Sorry) I found that, with Lily’s help, I was picking up Spanish...
In my 10th summer Danny's mother was unemployed, so his opportunities with me became less because she was home more but he found a way to get me into the vacant field nearby every chance he got, most times under the pretext of walking Dukie. My brother was off with his sports and his girlfriend and my mother was doing her own thing so having Danny watch me was an advantage for her. We lived in a kind of remote area and there weren't any other kids around and if Danny wanted to bother with...
Mom got a job at the hospital working nights to help pay my brother's tuition and I was left alone with Dad. By 12 I had gotten taller but still had ample baby fat and a pudgy shape with budding but noticeable breasts and a round bubble butt. I needed a bra though I hadn't become a woman yet. It started one night when I had gone to my room after taking my bath and I left my door ajar because I thought Dad was downstairs watching TV. I took off my bathrobe and was standing naked and...
I liked being fucked by my brother because it was the only attention he paid to me and he was nice when he wanted it. I didn't mind the stuff with Danny, and I didn't even mind so much the day he had his friend over and had him watch Danny fuck me in Danny's room while my parents were out and my brother was supposed to be minding me. I did mind he and his friend holding me down while Danny's dog licked Danny's cum out of my pussy but what could I do. Danny just did what he wanted with...
School started and Danny went to a different school than us. My brother played football and wasn't home after school but Danny got home early and whenever the coast was clear he would either take me into his house or into the garage and have me do stuff with him. He had a computer and he showed me stuff on the internet and had me do whatever he showed me when we could. It wasn't every day but when he could get me alone he'd have me pull off my shorts and top and he'd feel my baby fat...
Hello I am Parul Parikh, I am from Gujarat, Ahmedabad. I am Gujarati. I am 25 years old. Yeh meri story ka dusra part hai. Tino ne kaha “Yes I, I want to fuck this nice piece.” Boss bola “Ok you will get chance, but at one condition, tino bole “What is that? We will do anything.” Boss bola, “Ok, it will be like this, who ever gives us maximum amount of business, will get the chance to fuck her first, then at last we all will fuck her.” Sab taiyar ho gaye, Boss ne sabko papers diye aur bola,...
I don’t know how I ended up being a twenty-three year old virgin. It wasn’t that I didn’t try to lose my virginity. It was just that every try ended up in disaster. To use the old baseball analogy, somewhere between first and second base I always got tagged out... or fell... or just turned and ran for the dugout.I had several different fantasies about what my first time would be like. Some of those fantasies had me seducing a voluptuous movie star. Some had me taking one of my nice looking...
BDSMI was running late. Though thats like saying 'every day starts with a sunrise'...it always happens. I'd managed to gather all my clothes into a couple of suitcases, and one big black bin bag, and take them to my brothers. Then it was back to the university library with a stack of ten books. And a £20 late fine. I was fine then, plenty of time nothing to worry about, I could get the bus and be over at Jo's in ten minutes. I walked from the library through the university atrium and out about to...