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Lights, Camera, Action
Second story for the lovely girls at Adventures in Sex. J, this one is for you:
Elizabeth showed up that morning ready to work. She had been called in to do some grip work on a film for some people she knew, but wasn’t quite sure what task they had planned for her. As she walked in to the set, she was greeted by the director.
“Hey sweetie. Thanks for showing up. There’s been a bad bug going around and several people are out sick. Do you feel up to running one of the cameras for us?”
Elizabeth shrugged, “I don’t see why not. It’s not some funky 3D camera or anything is it?”
Alfred laughed, “No. Just a normal one today.”
“Then I can run it no problem. What movie is it?”
Alfred explained the plot of the romantic comedy to her as the rest of the crew showed up and got to work. It sounded fairly formulaic, but she wasn’t here as a film critic. He finished up just as William and Hope showed up on the set.
“Ah, the two young stars. Are you ready for today? I know it may be tough.”
Elizabeth looked at the two of them. She could definitely tell why they were cast for the parts. She had worked with William before, and still had a huge crush on him and his muscles. Hope was beautiful and any guy – or girl – would be happy to have her as a girlfriend.
William shrugged. “Ready as I’ll ever be. What about you cutie?”
Hope blushed. “It has to happen sometime.”
“Okay then. Let’s get going while you still have your nerves.” Alfred clapped his hands together loudly. “Places please.”
Elizabeth got behind her camera and listened to the director give directions. Then she understood. She was about to record a sex scene between these two people. Making sure to be as professional as she could, she watched as William and Hope started kissing.
As William’s shirt came off, Elizabeth felt her body tense. She glared at Hope, and the look of desire on her face. She watched as he pulled her shirt off, then began to kiss her passionately while squeezing her breasts. They moved towards the bed, the rest of their clothes falling away. She watched as he laid her down on the bed and pulled her panties off, kissing her down her body.
She tried to remain impartial as he crawled up on top of his partner, but she found herself focusing the camera on his ass over and over. She watched as it moved up and down, simulating sex on the willing girl beneath him. They were obviously enjoying each other, and Elizabeth doubted that they remembered that there were other people in the room.
This was confirmed when Hope wrapped her legs around William’s hips and slid his cock inside of her. “Fuck me hard,” she whispered in his ear, wrapping her body around him.
“And cut!” Alfred jumped in before they could get too far. “This isn’t a porno. Let’s all have a little cool off, and we’ll try this again.”
The two actors reluctantly pulled away from each other with one more kiss. They slipped into robes that were provided, and were escorted to their individual dressing rooms, still apparently in a haze from before.
“Okay. Everyone, let’s take a break. Be back here in about an hour and we’ll continue.”
Everyone started going their own separate ways; Elizabeth guessed at least some of them were going to go pleasure themselves. She walked up to the director as he was going over his notes.
“Do you want me to redress the set? I don’t really have anything else to do.”
Alfred shrugged. “Sure, if you want to. It’ll save some time later I guess.”
He headed off as well, and soon Elizabeth was left alone on the set. She began gathering up the clothing strewn around, folding it nicely into piles for him and her. She straightened up some props that had been knocked over, then went to the bed.
She began to fluff the pillows when she stopped. She took a deep breath and the smell of their passion overwhelmed her. Her hand crept into her pants almost on its own. She closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to be in Hope’s place. She crawled onto the bed and unzipped her pants, making it easier for her fingers to slide through her moisture.
She licked her lips, imagining him laying on top of her. Her finger found her clit and began rubbing it, wanting to feel his body on top of hers. Spreading her legs more, she slipped her hand in deeper, wishing it was him. “Will,” she moaned, her fingers delving into her pussy.
She felt hands on either side of her hips, and looked up, startled, to see her fantasy smiling at her. His robe had fallen open and she could see his muscular frame towering over her. She closed her eyes again and lifted her hips.
He pulled her pants off, watching her continue to finger herself inside her panties. He bent over and kissed the back of her hand through the fabric, enjoying the smell of her. She removed her hand and presented it to him. He eagerly licked her fingers clean, then pulled her panties off so he could have more. She ran her fingers through his hair while he lapped at her slit. She felt his tongue deep inside her, and moaned. His fingers crawled up and down her thighs and in between her legs. She felt her body tense as a small orgasm raced through her body.
She pulled him up her body, watching the robe fall away from him as he rested his hands on either side of her. She heard a gasp, but she was too far enthralled with him to even look. Instead, she brought his mouth to hers and began kissing him. She wrapped her legs around him and guided his shaft into her.
As he filled her up, she arched her back, moaning at the feeling of him deep inside her. He pulled away slightly, and she was going to drag him back down, but she felt his hands slide up under her shirt. Lifting it up, he revealed her lacy bra. She felt him unhook the bra from the front and let it reveal her soft mounds. Lowering his head, he began to tease her nipples with his tongue while thrusting slowly inside of her.
Elizabeth moaned. She began pinching one nipple while William was biting the other gently between his teeth. She clenched her teeth, the feeling of his warmth in her womb almost more than she could handle. She wrapped her arms around him and guided him over so she was on top. She pushed herself up, supporting her weight on his shoulders while grinding her hips around his shaft.
He rested his hands on her hips, and she balanced herself on him. Slowly she rose up and slid back onto his cock, timing her movements to her breathing. She lifted her shirt completely off, then let the bra fall off of her arms. She began to fondle her chest, letting him use the sight of her body to keep him hard. His hands squeezed tighter on her sides, helping guide her.
Running her fingers through her hair, she began to feel eyes looking at her. She became more bold, reaching behind her and massaging his testicles. Her other hand slid between their bodies and began to touch her clit, the swollen bud sensitive to the slightest touch. She felt him tighten up beneath her, and she began to increase her pace. Slowly, she felt him building to a climax, knowing that her own wouldn’t be far behind.
As he began to writhe in pleasure, his back arching and the moans of pleasure escaping from his mouth, she quickly climbed off of him and turned around. She pushed her pussy against his mouth and nose while wrapping her own mouth around his cock. She began sucking, her hands working on his shaft and balls. She could taste her lubrication on his phallus and this aroused her even more. Faster and faster she rotated her hand on his rod, slipping as much of him into her mouth as she could. She felt the pulse of his seed flowing up and into her mouth. She held her lips against him, sucking down his cum. She could hear him crying out into her pussy, his tongue eagerly lapping at her juices. She ground herself against his mouth, and began to cum too. She threw her head back, screaming loudly as he forced the orgasm out of her.
She collapsed against him, then rolled over gently. A smattering of applause greeted the culmination, and she smiled, realizing that most of the crew had just seen her having passionate sex with the man from her dreams.
“And, that,” she heard the director say from over where the video camera was focused on the bed, “is a wrap.”
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Tutoring
1 of 2 (or 3? K?) stories for my 69th follower(s) Adventures in Sex. Everyone should follow them, they’re amazing, sexy women. If only they lived closer to me.
Thursdays were slow normally, but today was worse than normal. The sixth graders were off on a field trip and the seventh graders were testing. Lila and Pablo were the only two tutors in the study room. She looked over to where he was assisting a student with his Spanish pronunciations.
They had become friends over the course of the school year, even hanging out after work, and she wanted to make sure that they remained close. But that voice… Every time she heard him speak in Spanish, it made her very wet. She clenched her thighs together as he continued to discuss the tenses of a verb.
Finally Pablo sent his student back to the classroom and he came over to the table where Lila had been trying to take notes. He sat down in a chair and shook his head. “Sometimes they get it and sometimes they don’t.”
“Yeah.” Lila said, looking him over. “Sometimes we need to come up with other ways of getting through to them.”
Pablo nodded. “Exactly. But I think he’s finally getting it.”
Lila sighed. “How about we practice? You teach me Spanish, and I’ll teach you some science?”
“Um. Okay. What would you like to learn how to say?”
“How about, ‘Please come here’?”
“Por favor, acercate. Although technically that’s more, ‘Please come closer’.”
Lila got out of her seat and moved around to Pablo’s side of the table. “What about ‘Sit on my lap’?”
“Um. That would be, ‘Sientate en mi regazo’.”
Before he had finished, she was straddling his legs, facing him, her hands on the back of his chair. “And what about, ‘Kiss me’?”
“Besame.”
She leaned in and kissed him gently on the mouth, then with more passion. She slid her tongue between his lips and brought one hand up to the back of his head, pressing him harder against her mouth. She tightened her legs on either side of his.
He gingerly reached around her, wrapping her in his arms while she kissed his face and neck. His mouth found the small of her neck and she arched her head back, feeling the sparks shoot down her body.
She pulled his hand off of her back, wrapping her fingers with his. Slowly she ran his hand down her body and up under her dress. Pressing his hand against her tender flesh, she whispered in his ear, “How do you say, ‘I’m not wearing any panties’?”
Pablo gasped, his fingers feeling her smooth skin, squeezing and touching her. She had been pretty sure that he was a virgin, and the way he was fumbling around, unable to speak confirmed it for her.
“I’m sure that’s a tough one. Maybe we’ll save that for a later lesson. But now, I think it’s time that I taught you some biology.”
Quickly lifting the dress over her head, she revealed that she had also gone without a bra today. Now, completely naked, she watched as Pablo drank in her body with his eyes. His eager gaze was as much of a turn on as his voice, and she began to rub her breasts, her nipples hardening in front of his face.
She brought her breast to his mouth, and he hungrily began to suck on her. She closed her eyes, letting him take his pent-up sexuality out on her chest. He switched back and forth, trying to get both of her tits in his mouth at once. When he finally calmed down a little, she pulled herself away. He made a small noise of sadness which Lila found adorable.
She pushed herself off of his lap and onto her knees in front of him. She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Slowly, she began to rub the head with one hand while the other caressed his balls. She kissed the tip, letting her saliva lubricate him, then began to stroke his shaft, watching him grow before her eyes.
He began to moan, and she looked up at him. He was staring at her hands on his manhood, and the look of desire on his face made her even hornier. She squeezed her legs together, trying to keep from dripping onto the ground while her hands enjoyed the warmth of his cock. She licked her lips, staring into his eyes, and she felt his dick twitch between her fingers. Keeping his gaze locked on hers, she lowered her head to his crown and began circling it with her tongue. It twitched again, and she tightened her grip on his testicles, massaging them gently.
She slipped his cock between her lips and began kissing and licking his cock. Slowly, she began putting more into her mouth as she sucked on her favorite treat. As she took the whole thing down her throat, she continued to rub his balls, trying to milk his seed from him. She could hear him moaning, and felt him thrusting deeper into her. She continued to suck, licking the vein along the bottom of his shaft.
She pulled off of him almost completely, then forced him back down. After a couple more repetitions, she heard him gasping for breath. She held her mouth tightly against his rod and began sucking. He came quickly, hitting the back of her throat with load after load of cum. She waited until she was sure he had finished, then licked him clean.
She rested back on her heels and tucked him back into his pants. “By the way, it’s ‘no estoy usando ropa interior’.”
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Slut for a Week part 5
That evening, I called Brittny and invited her back to my hotel. I wanted to apologize to her for not being completely honest about my plans the previous night. I knew she hadn’t minded, but I felt I owed it to her. I spent several hours that night apologizing with my tongue, fingers, teeth, and phallus.
Once she was completely satisfied, I rolled her limp body onto it’s side and curled myself around her. I traced my fingers over her arm and side and kissed the back of her neck. She murmured contentment and snuggled up against me.
We discussed more specifics about the plans for the following evening since she was going to have to prepare while I took care of Lyn. Talking about it was enough to arouse us both again, and I turned around so we could please each other with our mouths.
The next morning, I was awoken to the feeling of a warm mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes and was treated to the view of her pussy inches from my face. I began to lick her, bringing my hands up so I could finger her and bring more of her juices to my lips. She pushed herself against me, grinding against my face while I breathed in her scent.
I felt my cock going down her throat while her hands massaged my balls and as I spread my legs, she let her fingers go down farther, pushing against me. As she penetrated my ass, I felt myself building towards orgasm. I buried my nose in her slit and screamed my orgasm into her while shooting my load down her throat. She sucked me dry, then scooted away from me.
She smiled as she went into the bathroom. “You go back to sleep,” she suggested, “I’ll have plenty of orgasms tonight.”
I closed my eyes and went back to sleep while she showered, dressed, and headed to work.
When I woke up, I gathered up my bag and headed to the site of tonight’s entertainment. When I arrived, I made sure that everything was set up properly. It exceeded my hopes, and I was quite pleased. Things would work out perfectly.
I showed up at Lyn’s campus and met her and Steven at our table in the dining hall. We sat and ate. I was quiet, and Lyn seemed a little unnerved. She had no idea what I had in mind after her adventures yesterday.
When we had finished eating, I threw something across the table to her. It was a robe that zipped up both sides. She unfolded it, and I told her to take everything else off and to put that on. She looked around the room, shrugged and stripped naked, handing me her clothing as she did. Once she was completely naked, she shrugged into the robe, zipping it up. She looked around again, saw that no one had noticed, and unzipped the sides far enough that the sides of her breasts were visible. “This is really cool.”
“Well, it’s yours now. Especially if you wear it like that.”
Steven nodded his agreement.
Classes were done for the day, so we headed out to the road. I hailed a cab and we got inside.
“Where you headed?”
I handed the driver a card with the address.
“Really now?”
I nodded. “Yes. She’s going to be there all night. Feel free to let people know.”
He took a long look at Lyn and grinned hungrily. “I most definitely will.”
Lyn looked at me searchingly. I just smiled at her and held up a blindfold. Putting it over her eyes, I handed the ends to Steven who tied them behind her.
“It doesn’t have to be perfect,” I suggested, “I just don’t want her to know where we are headed yet.”
The driver took his time getting to our destination, continuously looking in the rear view mirror at us where Steven and I had slipped our hands inside Lyn’s robe and were fondling her breasts. We were pinching and twisting her nipples, and just as we arrived at our destination, her back arched and she came loudly.
I got out my wallet to pay the driver while Steven helped Lyn stagger out of the cab. He waved my money away with his hand. “I never turned on the meter.”
I laughed and put my wallet away. Taking out the address card and a pen, I wrote my name on the back. “When you get here tonight, tell them you’re with me and show them the card. No charge for you.”
I handed him the card and scooted out of the back seat. Steven and I walked Lyn into the building and down the stairs. We took her into a private room with a shower and a bed.
I took off her blindfold and she blinked a little in the light. “We’ll be back for you in a bit. Feel free to rest and clean up if you want.”
We left the room then, and I locked the door after me. Steven and I went back upstairs and had a couple of drinks. We talked about Lyn and his feelings about her, and about what was going to happen both tonight and after I had returned home. It was a good discussion and I think he came to some realizations at that point.
Just as we were finishing, Brittny entered. She came over to us, a little apprehensively.
“You sure you want to go through with this?” I asked her, kissing her gently on the mouth.
She nodded. “Yes, I’m sure. I’m just nervous.”
I gave her a hug, and guided her down to a second room downstairs similar to Lyn’s. “Take your time getting ready, then meet us upstairs. Okay?”
Brittny nodded again and started to strip before I had even shut the door. I stopped and marveled at her amazing body once more before closing the door and heading upstairs.
There was nothing left to do, so I went out for a bite to eat at the fast food restaurant I had seen down the street. When I returned, Brittny was just coming up stairs. She was naked and had a look of determination on her face that made me like her even more. I smiled at her and guided her to her place of honor. I made sure she was completely comfortable, and then spent several minutes caressing her body with my fingers and tongue.
I stopped, giving her one more passionate kiss on her mouth while my fingers explored her crease, and motioned to Steven to come with me.
We went downstairs and unlocked Lyn’s room. She was lying on the bed, naked and smelling of lavender soap. We woke her gently and blindfolded her again before bringing her upstairs. We got her into position, and I strapped her arms and legs into the padded cuffs. I ran a finger gently between her thighs, then turned to Brittny who was facing her. “What do you think?”
Brittny laughed. “I think we look like Da Vinci’s Vitruvian man.”
I looked again and laughed to. “I hadn’t thought of that, but you’re right.”
I removed Lyn’s blindfold so she could see what we were laughing about. Both of them were attached to wooden rings with their arms and legs extended. The rings left them completely exposed both front and back and spread their legs enough that a person could get inside and use them as they wished. Their heads were supported by a padded rest. I started to work on the finishing touches while I explained the situation to Lyn.
“This is a sex club. They were kind enough to let me provide the entertainment tonight. Both of you are the entertainment. There will be many men and women here just for you. They will be allowed to do whatever they wish to you. You will suck them if they want it. You will give them a hand job if they want it. You will eat their pussy if they want it. They will be allowed to fuck you in any way they wish. Because they realize that you are a slut.”
I attached a nipple clamp to each of her breasts, locking it in place so it wouldn’t come off from being pulled too hard. I walked over to Brittny and attached clamps to her as well.
“These have been rigged to a pulley system over head.” I unhooked a pin in the side and pulled Brittny’s ring until she was horizontal. “These rings move around, so you will be able to be accessed from all angles. As you can tell, your clamps are attached to each other. So as I pull Brittny back, your nipples are being tugged on. You will feel your breasts pulled and releases constantly as people move you back and forth.
“Safe words will still be in effect for both of you of course, and there will be several people here watching out for your safety. But I don’t think that will be a problem.
“Now it’s time for me to open the doors. I know there are a lot of people eager to meet both of you.”
With that I went to the back door of the club and told the host that we were ready. The doors opened and people began streaming in. By the time I got back to the main room, things were already in full swing. Brittny was on her back with a guy in each of her hands, one in her pussy, and a lovely young woman sitting on her mouth. Meanwhile Lyn had been flipped completely upside down and was giving a guy head while he ate her pussy. A second guy had found a riding crop and was spanking her. He stopped suddenly, began licking her asshole, and I could hear her moaning around the other guys cock.
As I watched, the woman who was being eaten by Brittny reached out and began to squeeze her breasts, using them as supports while riding her face. She began bucking, and the audience cheered at her orgasm.
As she climbed off, someone rotated the ring so she was face down and she began sucking the guy that had been inside her just minutes before. Meanwhile a new participant stepped up behind her and I watched as he lubricated his dick and shoved it into her ass. Another guy crawled up underneath and from the way Brittny squirmed, he was apparently licking her pussy.
I turned my attention to Lyn who was having her nipples twisted. Several people were taking turns, enjoying watching her orgasm from the simple touches. While waiting their turn, the other people were rubbing massage oil into her body while two guys were attempting to penetrate her at the same time. She was attempting to scream in pleasure, but the testicles someone was holding in her mouth made that difficult.
Looking around the room, I saw various other sex acts going on, but most of the focus was on the two beautiful women I had brought. I unbuttoned my pants and began touching myself, but I was soon stopped by a young man who slipped me into his eager mouth and began to give me a masterful tongue lashing.
I let him do his work and watched as several guys came on Brittny and Lyn almost simultaneously. Almost before they had finished, a new crew of people were in there licking the two girls clean.
My attendant finished his administrations and wandered off to find another dick to suck and I pulled my pants back up. I went to the bar and ordered a drink. Sitting back, I watched Lyn’s ass being fucked by one of the largest strap-ons I had ever seen. The girl wearing it was busy with a light weight whip on Lyn’s back and she herself had someone in her ass pushing her deeper into the cum slut with every thrust.
Over the next few hours, I lost track of the number of times the two women came and how many orgasms they were responsible for causing. The cab driver did end up showing up with several of his friends, and they took a lot of time pleasing themselves on and in both of their bodies. By the end of the night, both girls were exhausted and Steven and I helped them to the rooms downstairs. We washed them off, and let them rest on their beds. Once I made sure that Steven and Lyn were comfortably resting, I went to Brittny’s room and crawled in with her.
She rolled over, letting her head rest on my shoulder and I kissed her on top of the head. “Are you okay?”
She just moaned for a second. “That. Was. Amazing.”
She wrapped one leg around mine and fell asleep. I stayed there for a while, staring at the ceiling before I too drifted off to sleep.
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MILF Hunt
Alaska. The final frontier. Home of the white-breasted Milfish. I had been waiting for an opportunity to tame her for a while now, but the time had finally arrived. I reached the secluded woods where I knew she frequented. I found a nice quiet spot and waited.
Just as I was starting to get impatient, I saw a motion behind a tree. I stood still and watched as she walked. She hadn’t spotted me yet, so I got to watch her go about her normal routine. She wandered through the woods, enjoying the nature around her. Once she reached the target area, I made my move.
Coming up from behind, I wrapped my arms around her tightly. I knew we were far enough out that no one would hear her screaming. I began to bite and kiss her neck and ears, her call arousing me ever more.
“No one is going to save you.” I whispered in her ear. “I know you want to be tamed. And I’m here to do it.”
She startled, trying to turn around. “No,” I continued, “you will do only what I want.”
Her struggle became violent, and I could feel myself becoming harder as her ass rubbed against the crotch of my pants.
I lowered one of my arms to her waist, holding her tight against my bulge. “This is going to be inside of you, and you’re going to learn to love it more than anything else.” I unbuttoned her pants deftly and slipped my fingers inside. I cupped her mons, feeling her soft fur under my hand.
“Mmm,” I whispered, my head next to her ear, “silky smooth and all mine.”
I could feel the tension in her body, sense that she was going to try to take any opportunity to escape. Keeping my body pressed hard against hers, I began to unbutton her blouse.
“If you fight me, you’ll only make it harder on yourself.” Once I had finished, I ran my fingers back up her soft belly to her breasts, massaging them through her bra. Her nipples became hard at my touch, and I began to pinch them through the fabric.
I stopped to pull her shirt off of her shoulders and down her arms, and that’s when she decided to make her move. Letting me take her top, she tried to break free and run. I dropped the shirt where I stood and ran after her. With my longer legs, I caught up to her quickly and tackled her to the ground. She tried to get up, but I put a hand in the middle of her back and pushed her down hard.
I sat on her ass, and with my free hand I unfastened her bra. I slid it down her arms, then grabbed her hair and pulled her back until I could slip the bra free from underneath her.
I threw it in the woods behind us, and crawled up her back, my legs digging deeply into her sides. I could feel the rocks and sticks beneath my knees and I knew that they were digging into her belly and breasts.
“I told you not to run.” I continued to pull her back by the hair so I knew I had her attention. Now you will get a taste of what fighting back means. I pushed her head back down and turned around, my knees holding her arms down. I began to spank her through her pants, occasionally stopping to grab her ass.
I stopped and got up. “Next time I won’t be as nice. Do you understand?”
In response, she scrambled to her feet and tried again to make a break for it. I wrapped my arm around her neck, pulling her back to me. She grasped at my arm, trying to get leverage, even trying to bite at my hand. I slapped her across the breasts, leaving red hand prints on her milky white skin.
She stopped for a second, surprised at my action, but began to struggle again as I tried to pull her pants off of her.
I lifted her in the air, and she began to kick and scream as I slipped my hand inside her jeans and forced them off of her. When they were around her ankles, I set her back on the ground and stepped on the pants. I let my hands wander over her body, feeling her tension. I rubbed her pussy through her thong, her body reacting with a slight dampness despite her mental hesitation.
With the other hand, I removed my belt, pulling it free between my pants and her skin. She shuddered as she felt the leather crawl across her back.
I took my hand off of her, folding my belt in half.
“You’re move.”
I could sense her hesitation, but she still had too much fight in her to submit. She ran forward, but the pants tangled around her ankles tripped her up and she fell forward on her face.
Still standing on her pants, I snapped the belt once, the began to use it on her ass cheeks. I watched them first turn pink, then red as I landed stroke after stroke on her lovely behind. She began to cry from the pain, and I got down on my knees behind her.
With my hand below her chin, I pulled her up onto her knees and began to kiss her neck and ears again.
“Shh, sweetie,” I whispered between kisses, “I have to be rough so you can learn how to behave. Do you understand?”
She nodded slightly, my hand preventing more movement.
“But I want you to know I’m not all about punishment.” I kissed her one last time, then pushed her forward so she was resting on her hands and knees.
I gently ran my hands over her ass, soothing the fresh welts with my touch and the aloe lotion I had in my pants. She whimpered, and I continued to massage her. I pulled her thong to the side and began to run my finger up and down her crack, filling her with lube.
I let my finger run down to her pussy, slipping inside of her gently. I thrust in and out with two of my fingers while letting my thumb rub around her clit. Burying my face in her ass, I began to lick and suck her hole.
“Do you understand that you can have either my pleasure or my pain?” I asked her, stopping for a second to take a deep breath. She nodded slightly. Her cunt was starting to get wet from my attentions, and her breathing began to match my thrusting.
I unzipped my pants and pressed my cock against her slit, rubbing it up and down slightly before forcing myself into her. I pressed in, slowly but forcefully, letting her feel exactly how much of her was able to be filled by me. I began to thrust back and forth into her, letting her feel my full length entering her over and over.
As I slowly picked up speed, she began to thrust back against me, imperceptibly at first, but with more and more energy as we both began to build towards climax.
I continued to rub her welts with aloe, then slid my well lubricated finger past her sphincter and deep into her. She pushed back even harder at that, and I knew that she was finally enjoying me completely.
I leaned forward and slipped my hand under her body, massaging her breasts and pinching and twisting her nipples. She began to cry out, this time from the pleasure she was feeling. I felt her body clench around mine, the tension she had been feeling replaced by the tension of an impending orgasm. I pulled almost completely out of her, then thrust back in hard, hitting her cervix at the apex. She began to scream, and I felt her orgasm wash over me. Fucking her holes more vigorously, I too began to cum, not wanting to stop filling her with my seed.
Too soon however, our orgasms ended and we collapsed into a heap on the ground. I rolled her over to face me, and kissed her gently on the face and mouth. I smiled at her and thanked her for fulfilling our fantasy.
She looked at me, and I could tell she didn’t recognize me at first, my freshly shaved face something she had only dreamed about, but the smile that exploded when she finally put things together was something that I will always remember. She pulled me down to her and kissed me passionately, and we held each other for hours, only stopping on occasion to please one or both of us.
And that is how the wild Milfish was tamed.
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Slut for a Week part 4
Stephen and Lyn crawled out of bed quietly the next morning, and I woke up to hear them in the shower. I smiled and thought about my plans for the day. I had to make a few arrangements, but I knew what to do. I made my first call, and was just hanging up when they came out of the bathroom. Lyn was wearing a towel around her hair and was holding a second one around her waist. Stephen had actually managed to wrap one of the towels around him. I was impressed since I had never been able to do that with the towels from a hotel.
I held out my arms, and Lyn bounced into them, kissing me. I wrapped my arms around her, stroking her soft skin. I pulled her on top of me and she straddled my waist. Apparently, they had taken the time to shave her and use some sort of lotion, because her pussy felt silky smooth against my shaft as she slowly rubbed back and forth.
I pushed down on her shoulders, and she got the hint, slowly kissing down my body. She spent time teasing my nipples before sliding down further. She rubbed my cock between her breasts, reminiscent of the night before, then slid down the rest of the way and slid me between her lips.
I leaned back and relaxed, my eyes closed, as she gave me a magnificent blow job. I felt her tongue caressing my shaft while her fingers massaged my testicles. She slid a finger gently into my ass, and I arched deeper into her mouth. I felt my dick hit the back of her throat, and she coughed a little, but quickly recovered and continued. She squeezed my balls tighter, and I exploded down her throat. I felt her swallow, sucking harder on my cock to get every drop of cream out.
I finished, and pulled her back up my body. I kissed her deeply, tasting myself on her tongue. Holding her tightly, I looked over at Stephen who had managed to get mostly dressed while watching us.
“Would you do me the honor of putting her ass plug back in?”
She squirmed a little, but Stephen was quick to fill her with her new toy. I gave her rump a quick spank and told her to get dressed. She slipped into her outfit, and I walked them to the door. As I let them out, I let them know a little about the plans for today.
“Stephen, you can do whatever you want today. Lyn, when you are done with your classes, I would like you to meet me where the statues are. I’ve heard a lot about it, and I was hoping to draw some pictures today. It’s a hobby of mine. When you get there, we’ll discuss what’s going to happen this afternoon. Do you understand?”
Lyn nodded, and the two of them headed off to their campus. I took my time showering and getting dressed, then went for some breakfast with my favorite waitress. Brittny blushed a little as I sat at what I now considered my table. I flirted with her a little, and asked her for the panties she was wearing under her skirt. She looked around, and seeing no one looking, she slipped them off right there in front of me, and placed them on the table next to my breakfast.
I slipped my hand under her skirt, playing with her slightly, and told her about my plans for the following night. I asked her if she wanted to join us, and by the way her legs spread and became wetter to my touch, I got the answer I was expecting.
I licked my fingers clean and she hurried off to help an elderly couple who had just arrived.
After breakfast, I went to campus with my credentials and got the permissions I had been asking for. I walked over to the statues and set up my easel. I sat with my back to a statue and began to draw the artwork around me.
The garden really was a fascinating place with people wandering through, talking and looking at the sculptures. I got caught up in my art and it took me a few moments to realize that the person standing in front of my current subject was the beautiful Lyn.
“Great.” I greeted her with a small kiss and a friendly hand on her ass. “Stand against that statue.”
Lyn looked at the statue of a reclining nude behind her, and moved back to it.
I gave her directions, and she posed, holding herself seductively while I made some quick sketches.
“Wonderful. Now take off your shirt and throw it to me.”
Lyn hesitated.
“Come on. You need to do as I say. I have permission from the school for a nude model for today only. So take off your shirt.”
“Nude?”
“Well, eventually. But you can’t be naked until after you take off your shirt.”
Slowly she unbuttoned her shirt. I had her stop a couple of times so I could make quick sketches of her expanding cleavage. By the time she had completely unbuttoned her shirt and had it off of her shoulders, we were beginning to gather a small crowd of onlookers.
I had her walk the shirt over to me, then return to her position. As she moved, I watched the various men and women admiring her curves.
“Pants next,” I said, motioning for her to turn around at the same time. She unbuttoned her pants and slowly slid them down her legs. I told her to stop with the pants just past her hips, and she bent over the statue, providing a nice view of her ass to the viewers. A few of them had pulled out their cameras or phones and were taking pictures and videos. I smiled, and asked Lyn to turn back around. Now she could see all of the people watching her as she let her pants drop to the ground.
I had her bring them back over to me, and I could smell her arousal as she approached. I nodded, and put the pants in a pile with her shirt. I patted her on her rump and she went back to the statue. I posed her in her underwear for a while. I could tell she was getting more and more aroused as the crowd grew.
Eventually, I realized it was time to go to the next stage, and I had her remove her bra. The crowd gasped to see her piercings, although they had been hinted at beneath the fabric. Lyn’s pleasure had been building, and her nipples were completely hard. She began to slowly knead her breasts, although I wasn’t sure if it was because they were finally free of her bra or because she was teasing the crowd. Either way, it was sexy as hell, and I saw several guys in the crowd adjust themselves.
She stood with her hands above her head while I drew pictures of her beautiful curves. I had never drawn pictures of someone with pierced nipples before, so it took me a couple of tries to get them right. I walked over to her to examine them, fondling and twisting them. I heard her breathe in as I pulled.
“You’re panties?” I held out my hand, and she slipped them off, finally completely naked in front of all of the strangers. I tucked them into my pocket, and walked back to my easel. A few drawings of her demurely covering her privates, then I had her reveal her full beauty to the crowd. She stood, provocatively touching the statue behind her.
So far, she had kept her back to the art, but it was time for the crowd to see her secret. “Turn around and bend over.” I suggested to her. “I want to draw your sexy ass.”
Slowly, she turned, and using the breasts of the sculpture for support, stuck her ass out towards me. It took the crowd a few seconds to recognize the butt plug still firmly entrenched in her ass, but when they did, a cheer erupted.
Lyn’s pussy was already glistening with moisture, but I could swear that the added touch of showing everyone how much of a slut she was caused her to become even wetter. She got more and more creative in her poses, revealing herself completely to the crowd.
The sun was starting to set, so I packed up my easel, letting her continue to entertain the crowd. Once I was done, I went over to her and slipped one finger inside of her. It went in smoothly, the lubrication dripping over my hand. I gently curled my finger, touching her g-spot and she came, screaming in orgasm for everyone to hear.
I slipped my finger out, licked it clean, and told her to get dressed. Reluctantly, she did so, the crowd beginning to depart.
“So what did you think?” I asked her, wanting her honest opinion.
“Not what I was expecting,” she smiled at me, “but I think I could get used to that.”
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Slut for a Week Part 3
When she returned from the bathroom, the look of relief was visible on her face. She had behaved, and deserved a reward. While she was out of the room, I had talked to the other two, and we were agreed.
I grabbed Lyn by the back of the neck and forced her down on the kingsize bed. Stephen and Brittny each grabbed a leg and attached it to the ropes that we had tied. Then while I began to finger and lick her pussy, they did the same with her arms.
“For behaving, and not going to the bathroom until allowed, we are all going to please you. For misbehaving earlier, you will be tied up and won’t be able to help.”
I watched as Stephen showed Brittny his favorite techniques for pleasing Lyn’s pierced nipples. She quickly caught on, and was twisting and biting and sucking like an expert. I lifted up Lyn’s ass, slipping my finger in briefly, then shoved my cock into her womb.
As I finished my first thrust, I felt her begin to spasm in orgasm. I stopped, and her orgasm continued. I realized she was cumming simply from the attention to her nipples. I held myself inside her at full depth and felt her orgasm wash over my cock. Her muscles tightened and released, massaging my shaft as she screamed and writhed in pleasure.
Once her orgasm subsided, I pulled out, slowly. The others watched as I went to my bag and rummaged around. I came back and attached the nipple clamps to her breasts. Straddling her body, I positioned my cock between her breasts. I pulled on the chains attached to the clamps and her breasts tightened around my shaft. I began to thrust, feeling her tits rubbing against the sides of my cock.
Lyn lifted her head slightly, and my tip touched her lips on the up stroke. She opened her mouth and blew gently against my shaft. I moaned and thrust harder, my cock just brushing her lips and tongue. Brittny place a couple of pillows behind Lyn’s head, holding her head comfortably in that position. I pulled harder on the chains and she arched her back in pleasure.
Stephen grabbed one of the chains from me, then Brittny took the other one. My hands now free, I grabbed Lyn around the sides. I brushed my thumbs against the sides of her breasts, and watched as our two friends pulled on her breasts.
Brittny reached her free hand between her thighs and began to finger herself. I leaned over and kissed her, our tongues tangling with each other. She took the hand out from her slit and rubbed her juices on Lyn’s breasts and my shaft, lubricating us.
Stephen was watching all of this, his own arousal quite obvious. He began stroking his hardon and pulled harder on the chain. Handing his chain to Brittny, he moved behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw him pushing slowly into Lyn. He began thrusting faster, and I could tell he wouldn’t last long.
Brittny gathered up both chains in one hand, wrapping it around her fingers and pulling tightly. She crawled up onto the bed in front of me, positioning herself over Lyn’s head. I began to suck and bite on her nipples and she put her hand behind my head pulling me in.
She lowered her pussy onto Lyn’s chest and my shaft. I could feel her pressing on top of my cock as I stroked underneath her. She began grinding against me and Lyn, and I could feel her juices dripping onto my shaft. I fucked Lyn’s tits harder and began to grunt as my orgasm overwhelmed me. I heard Lyn gasping, and I hoped that she was getting most of my seed in her mouth.
As I finished, I slid out from beneath Brittny, enjoying the sensation of her pussy riding the top of my cock once more as I softened. She lifted herself up slightly, and I was able to see my cum dripping from her crotch onto Lyn. She moved back slightly and pressed her slit against Lyn’s mouth. Lyn began to lick my cum off, then began to work on Brittny’s clit.
“The closer you get me, the more I’m going to pull on your nipples.” Brittny stated, giving them a yank to demonstrate.
I sat down in a chair, recuperating and watched the other three work on each other. Stephen had managed to get his hand underneath his friend and was finger fucking her ass while filling her with his manhood. The sounds of three people in the throes of pleasure were music to my ears, and I enjoyed the show.
Between the three of them, I lost track of the number of orgasms quickly. Once Stephen had cum, he pulled out and took the chains from Brittny. In turn, Brittny pressed herself down against Lyn’s body and they began to eat each other. Stephen pulled the chains around Brittny and began to rub his cock against her backside. He soon became hard again and pressed himself into her pussy.
Lyn took the opportunity to suck on Stephen’s balls, swirling her tongue around them. I pulled out my phone and began to record the scene for prosperity.
I went to take a shower and clean up, and when I returned there was a heap of exhausted naked flesh on my bed. I found a place where I could be comfortable, and wrapped myself into the pile.
I woke up to hear the bathroom door open. Looking up, I saw Brittny just coming out of her own shower. I untangled myself from the two sleepers and got up. I gave her a big hug, pressing my body against hers, and kissing her passionately.
“I hope you don’t mind that it didn’t end up just being the two of us tonight.”
She smiled. “I think that was your idea from the beginning. But I don’t mind. I had kind of been hoping for this since I saw you teasing her in the restaurant this morning. But my shift starts in about half an hour, so I have to get going.”
I watched as she gathered her clothing off of the ground and started putting it on. I could tell that she was making a production of it and I admired every curve of her body. I walked her to the door, and she turned to face me, smiling.
She reached her hand between my legs and gave my cock a squeeze. “And you know,” she whispered as she kissed me softly on the mouth, “next time you can use the clamps on me.”
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Slut for a Week part 1
This story is going to be rougher than most of my other posts, so be warned in advance.
(Edit: Name changed to arouse the guilty)
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“Going to get fucked today.”
Judy sent the message, then went back to lightly touching herself. She didn’t care how it happened, but she was horny and hadn’t had anyone in several weeks. She looked at the time, and realized that she had to get going to class. No time to pleasure herself now. She slipped on a tight t-shirt and a skirt that went down to mid-thigh.
“P.S. No panties or bra to class today.”
With that, she turned off her computer, flipped her skirt so the blank screen could see her bare ass, and skipped towards the door.
When she got to the elevator, it seemed like everyone else was headed to class at the same time. Several of the hottest guys and girls from her floor were all waiting. She felt herself getting more aroused thinking about what she would like to do to any of them. She felt her nipples pushing against the fabric of her top and was sure that if anyone looked at her right now, they would be able to tell as well.
Just then, the elevator door opened and everyone rushed on. Judy managed to slip into the middle, people crowded around her on all sides. She felt a hand on her ass, but couldn’t tell if it was intentional or just luck. She looked around, but no one was looking back at her. She wiggled her hips a little, just in case. The last person forced his way into the elevator, and the guy in front of her was pushed back into her breasts. She pressed herself hard against his back, making sure he could feel her through his shirt. If no one else could smell how aroused she was, she would be amazed.
As they all exited the elevator on the first floor, she felt the hand on her ass give a quick squeeze, but she still couldn’t tell who it belonged to. She bounced her way out of the dorm, knowing her skirt was flashing most of her legs, and enjoyed the feel of the cool breeze between her thighs. She hurried to her classroom, wanting to get a seat in the middle of the class.
It was a general lecture class, and she knew from experience that the professor really didn’t pay attention to what was going on behind him. She took advantage of this fact as class began by continuing where she had left off in her room. She looked around to make sure no one was staring at her, then rested one hand in her lap. Between the air conditioning in the room and her constant arousal, she knew her nipples would be visible if anyone chose to stare at her chest. This, in turn, aroused her more. She pressed her skirt down against her pussy, rubbing herself through the fabric. Looking around again to see if anyone was paying attention, she slowly gathered the skirt in her hand until her freshly shaved mound was completely exposed. She slipped her finger inside her slit, lubricating her clit from her pussy. She was aware that there would be a wet spot on her chair when she got up, but that would be the next students problem.
She felt her nub get harder as she circled around it with her finger. She continued to take notes from the board, knowing that she would be spending time with her text book later trying to figure out what her scribbles meant. Her finger moved faster as she felt her arousal build.
Finally, she couldn’t control it any longer and she closed her eyes, letting her concentration be focused between her legs. She brought the pen that she had been writing with off of the desk and began to penetrate herself with the end of it, slowly at first, then building up speed.
Her orgasm came quickly, but much smaller than she was hoping for. She really needed something bigger inside of her. She slipped her skirt back down, and continued to take notes, sucking on the end of her pen, as if in concentration. She looked around one more time to see if anyone was looking, but if they were, they managed to look away before she saw them. Judy wasn’t sure if she was disappointed or not.
As class ended, she packed up her bag, bending over as she did so, her ass on display to half of the classroom. She quickly stood up and hurried out the door towards the cafeteria. Grabbing a tray, she went around to the different stations and amused herself with how many of the offerings could be sexual in nature. She purchased a hot dog, banana, and an eclair covered in whipped cream, then sat down at a booth where she could see the room.
Leaving her legs spread, she slowly began to eat her phallic meal, putting as much of the hot dog and banana into her mouth as she could before eating them. When she got to the eclair, she licked the whipped cream off, then split the top with her tongue, licking the cream out in long steady strokes. She imagined the feel of a tongue doing that to her, and she became aroused again.
Finishing off her meal, she returned the tray and headed for a seldom used stairwell. She knew this stairwell very well, having used it for this purpose on many occasions. She sat down under the stairs and pulled the miniature vibrator out of her bag where she kept it. Slipping it under her skirt, she turned it on and began rubbing it against her sensitive regions. She felt her body react to the toy, and she pressed it in harder. She lifted her shirt and began massaging her breasts, relieving them of the pain they had been in from being hard all morning. She slid the vibrator against them, enjoying the feel of her wetness around her nipples. She slipped it back inside of her and continued to massage her tits, wishing that she had someone to help her.
She heard the door open at the top of the stairwell, and she knew she should stop, but she couldn’t. She pressed her legs tightly together to dampen the sound of the vibrator, but continued to touch her chest. She bit her lip to keep silent, waiting for the person to come down and out past her. Unless they turned around, they wouldn’t see her at all, as she was aware. She heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs and then they hit the ground floor just feet in front of her. She tucked her legs up underneath her, trying to be as small as possible, her arousal going through the roof with the fear of getting caught.
She waited, but the person didn’t seem to be leaving. Eventually, she heard movement, and then Greg, one of the guys on her floor, peered around the side at her. “I knew I’d find you here.”
He grinned, and stood there watching. “Well, are you going to finish or what?”
Slowly, she spread her legs again and lifted her skirt so he could see the vibrator, pushed deeply inside of her while she had been pressing it tightly, moving itself in and out of her slightly as she breathed. He reached down and grabbed her shirt, pulling it off of her, then reached down to her toy and grasped the end of it, shoving it in and out of her wet pussy. He brought his other hand up and began fondling her chest before bringing his mouth down to her nipple. He sucked rapidly, squeezing and massaging.
He kept his thumb on the vibrator, pushing it in and out, his other fingers slipping underneath her and playing with her asshole. She squirmed, adjusting her body so his fingers could penetrate into her rear, and he began to slide his fingers in and out.
Reaching down, she played with her clit, pinching and pulling, feeling more aroused than she had ever felt before. “I want you to fuck me.” She whispered harshly, her whole body responding to her call for pleasure.
He lifted her out of her cubby under the stairs and sat down himself, dropping his pants and underwear to his knees in one fluid movement. She turned around and sat down on his lap, feeling his cock replace the vibrator. She rode his cock eagerly, his hands reaching around and grabbing at her breasts. She reached between her legs and began to massage his balls, wanting to feel them release their milk inside her womb.
He groaned and bit at the back of her neck. She squeezed tighter, bouncing hard on his piston, feeling it pressing against her uterus. She bit her lip again, trying to force back her screams, before giving up and letting the sounds of her pleasure echo up and down the stairs. She felt him explode inside of her just as she climaxed, and she collapsed against him. He held her tightly for a few minutes, before they realized that anyone could find them where they were.
She slid herself off of his softening shaft, and found her shirt where it had fallen. She slid a finger between her legs, gathering the cum that was dripping out and licked them clean.
“You must follow my blog.” She smiled, then headed for the stairwell door, leaving him to pull himself back together.
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For Anon
Kendra was enjoying the spring sun in her back yard. She was working on getting an early tan in for the beach this summer. Her stepfather was at work for another three hours, her mother was working an overnight, and she wanted to make sure that she didn’t get tan lines. So, with no one else home, she was lying on her stomach, her bikini on the ground next to her listening for the garage door just in case.
Instead, she heard the sound of the back door slide open. Startled, she looked over, knowing that there was no chance she could slip the bottoms back on without an audience. Staring back at her was her older brother, well stepbrother, Roger. He was wearing a bathing suit that left very little to the imagination. It was easy to see that he was enjoying looking at her body. She tried to appear as if she didn’t care, but her thighs were becoming moist at the view of his bathing suit stretched tightly around his cock.
He hesitated for a second, and she was sure he was trying to make up his mind about whether or not he should leave. “Mind if I join you?” He finally made up his mind, smiling.
“Not at all,” she responded nonchalantly. “In fact I could use some more sunscreen on my back. Would you be willing to apply it?”
He moved off of the porch and over to where she was lying on the grass. Picking up the bottle of sunscreen, he knelt down next to her and squeezed some into his hand. Gently, he began massaging the lotion into her shoulders and she moaned slightly.
“You’re really good with your hands.” She rested her head on her arms, and closed her eyes, feeling his strong hands releasing all of the tension from her body.
“I’ve been told that.” He slowly began working his way down her back, adding more sunscreen as needed. “And it doesn’t seem like you’ve had a good back massage in a while.”
“Mmm. I don’t think I’ve ever had one this good.”
He reached the bottom of her back and stopped. “Okay. All done.”
“What about my legs? You want them to turn red?”
Roger laughed, and moved down to her feet, slowly working his way up one leg than the other. She slid her legs apart slightly as he moved up, giving him access to more of her leg, and hopefully teasing him as well.
“Um. Are you sure you want to do that?” He asked, hesitantly.
“Do what?” Kendra responded, feigning innocence while spreading her legs more.
Roger shook his head, and stared at her ass and pussy, just barely visible at the top of her gorgeous legs. He wanted to touch her, but was afraid of going to far. Flirting with his stepsister was one thing, but anything more might make her upset. He finished her legs, being careful not to touch anything else, then asked “all set now?”
“All except for my butt. Or do you want to see me sitting in pain for the next two weeks?”
Roger applied more sunscreen to his hands, and began to rub it in to her cheeks gently, enjoying finally touching the ass that he had watched wiggling through the house many times. He finished, and gave her a quick spank when she wiggled her hips.
“Great,” she said, flipping over before he could move, “Now do my front.” She wrapped her legs around him so he couldn’t escape, and pulled him towards her. “Start with my breasts. They need some attention.”
She could feel his hardon pressed against her belly as he struggled to maintain his balance. She smiled and reached her hand down, rubbing him through his swimsuit. “If you do a good job, I’ll reward you.”
She continued to stroke him slowly as he caressed her breasts. Her back arched as he pinched her nipples. He slowly expanded his reach, covering first all of her gorgeous breasts, then all of her chest, and finally her belly and sides.
As he finished coating her in lotion, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her mouth. He pulled her tightly against him, and rolled over so she was now laying on top, her tongue tasting his mouth for the first time.
“God Roger, I’ve wanted this for ages.” She slowly inched her way down his body, keeping her body pressed hard against his all the way down.
As she crawled between his legs, she grabbed hold of his swim suit and pulled it off of him, tossing it carelessly away as he began to stroke his shaft. She lowered her head over his erection, and kissed the tip. She ran her tongue around the hood, then showed him that she could fit his entire cock down her throat. Slowly she moved her head up and down, slurping and licking the base of his shaft. She slipped a finger beneath him, pushing into his ass.
Roger bucked as he felt her penetrate him from behind. He had heard how good it felt to have a finger in there, but now he knew it was true. He reached between his legs and pushed her finger in deeper, feeling her wiggle it inside. He started thrusting his hips, fucking his stepsister’s mouth hard and deep. She coughed the first couple of times, but soon caught his rhythm and worked with him, stroking his scrotum and his prostate in time with his desire.
It didn’t take him long before he was shooting his seed down her throat. She held him deep in her mouth, sucking every last drop from his loins. He collapsed on the ground, and Kendra crawled back up his body, kissing him deeply with tongue.
He could taste his cum in her mouth, salty and thick, but he was too tired to care. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him. Letting one hand trail down, he began to squeeze her behind. He slowly ran a finger down her crack, ready to stop if she told him to.
Instead, she spread her legs wider. Taking this as permission, he slid his finger inside her, running up and down her slit. She moaned and kissed him harder. Her body was rubbing against his, and she could feel his cock beginning to stir again.
Sitting up, she rubbed her pussy against his shaft, enjoying how it felt as it grew against her. When he was mostly aroused, she moved forward and reached between her legs, quickly fitting him inside of her. She began to slide up and down his shaft slowly, feeling him still getting bigger against the walls of her vagina. Watching Roger, she licked her finger, then began to rub her breasts gently. Once her nipples were hard, she bent over, and brought her breast to his mouth.
He sucked eagerly, alternating between biting gently on her nipple and trying to fit it all into his mouth. She giggled at his eagerness, rewarding him by tightening her muscles around his shaft as she fucked him.
As she continued to ride her stepbrother, she felt a hand on her backside. She looked behind her, and saw her stepfather, his hand to his lips asking her to stay quiet. She smiled and winked, wiggling her ass at him, her brother moaning at the change of pace.
She went back to focusing on him, alternating breasts, and sometimes burying his face between them, feeling his hot breath against her chest. Her stepfather was continuing to explore her backside with his fingers, tracing shapes against her smooth skin. Softly, he spread her ass and slid his finger inside. She quickened her pace, forcing them both deeper into her nether regions. She spread her legs wider, wanting her father to see her being fucked, wanting him to know how much it was turning her on.
Looking back over her shoulder, she saw that he had his dick in his hand and was stroking it, watching his son impaling her. She wiggled her ass more, inviting him to penetrate her with his thick cock, but he shook his head. “Later,” he mouthed to her.
He was stroking himself at the same speed that he was pleasing her ass, going faster and slower as his body preferred. Suddenly, he started speeding up and slipped a second finger past her sphincter. She moaned, and began speeding up herself, feeling her orgasm building. She clenched her pussy around her brother’s shaft, rubbing it against her g-spot.
She began to moan, then scream as she felt her orgasm rush over her. Just as she was finishing, she felt a rush of hot liquid against her back. Looking back at her stepfather again, she saw him shoot another load at her. She felt it cooling off as it trickled down between her ass cheeks where he rubbed it in to her.
He reached his hand around and began to fondle her breasts. He heard his son gasp, finally aware of the third person. He kissed Kendra on the back of the neck, then stood up. “Why don’t you two get cleaned up and come inside.” He moved towards the screen door, and just before disappearing inside added, “we have a lot to talk about.”
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Summer’s Day
“Enough already.” I collapsed on Ivy’s bed. We had been studying for the chemistry test for the last three hours, and my mind was filled with valence electrons and double bonds. I needed a break.
“Come on, Summer,” my lab partner and friend encouraged me, “We’ll have all weekend free after this test tomorrow.”
I curled up with my head on her pillow. “Too much. I need a nap.”
“Get off my bed!” She pulled on my legs, laughing, and I squirmed and struggled as she tugged me towards the edge. As a last ditch effort, I wrapped my hands around her pillow, figuring if I was going to go, I was taking something with me. I landed on the floor with a bump, still laughing and clutching her pillow. I looked up, expecting to see her laughing as well, but instead a look of horror crossed her face.
I turned to look behind me, and saw a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs that must have been hidden underneath the pillow. I laughed and grabbed for them, but she was quicker and tucked them away in her bureau.
“Busy night?” I asked her slyly. She shut the drawer hard, and blushed.
“So how about we take a break and get dinner?” Ivy changed the subject quickly.
Since my stomach started growling immediately, I couldn’t really argue with her. We got on her computer and ordered delivery. I sat back down on her bed, and she put on some music to waste time while we were waiting for the pizza.
We took turns singing to the songs, and soon enough pizza arrived. We were both famished by that point, so we ate quickly, and messily. Somehow I managed to get some tomato sauce on my nose. I tried to reach it with my tongue, but couldn’t quite reach.
Ivy got up and came over to me. “It’s much easier for someone else to do it.” She licked my nose quickly, then smacked her lips. “Delicious.”
I laughed and rubbed her saliva off of the tip of my nose where it was beginning to get cold. “Eww. I can’t believe you just did that.”
“Sure you can.” She took another bite of her pizza, talking with her mouth full. “Remember two summers ago when I licked that entire can of whipped cream off of your face?”
“It wasn’t an entire can.” But I smiled, remembering her licking the cream off of my face, and me adding more when she had finished an area.
Ivy closed the pizza box abruptly, and got up. “Okay, back to work.”
I groaned, but opened my text book. “The reaction takes place only in alkaline conditions…”
We continued to study for another half hour or so when it was my turn to jump up. I ran to her computer and turned up the volume. I started singing to Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl”, swaying and dancing. Ivy watched, seemingly entranced as I gyrated and ran my hands down my body.
As the song ended and I went to sit down, Ivy began clapping. I blushed, and put my head in my hands. When I looked back up, she was looking at me inquisitively, her tongue lightly moistening her lips.
“Have you ever?”
“Ever what?” I asked, clueless.
“Kissed a girl, silly.”
“Oh.” I looked at my friend again, seeing where this was headed. “No, I haven’t. But I have wanted to.”
She crawled over to me, and slowly gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. She held the back of my head, cradling me against her mouth as she pressed her tongue against mine. My head was swimming, not expecting this, but not wanting it to end either.
“I have.” She smiled shyly at me, as she pulled away. “I’ve done a lot more too. Have you wanted that as well?”
I closed my eyes, and nodded. Yes, I had wanted to feel a woman’s body against mine. And yes, if I could pick anyone, it would be my good friend.
She pressed me down gently against the ground, and kissed me again. I kissed back, just as passionately, my body ready and aching for anything she would do. She slid her hand over my chest, squeezing my breasts through my shirt and bra. She continued the path downwards, and I spread my legs so she could feel my heat through my shorts.
She unbuttoned them, and slid her fingers inside my panties. “Mmm,” she whispered against my mouth, “I love a little bit of fuzz.” I felt her fingers trace along the edge of my lower lips as her tongue did the same on my upper ones.
She slid her finger inside, and I felt her moving up and down my cleft, moistening me with my own arousal. Her fingers found my clit, and she began circling it slowly.
By this time, I had managed to gain a little control of myself, and had wrapped my arms around her, pulling her tight against my body, letting her know how much I was desiring her. She pulled herself away from me, and looked me over.
“It’s definitely time to see what’s under those clothes.” She slowly and gently began to slide her hands under my shirt as she spoke, and the soft touch of her fingers on my skin brought me close to orgasm. I let her pull my shirt off, and I unhooked my bra while she was tossing it into a corner.
She bent her head down and began slowly teasing my breasts with her tongue, going around in large circles, avoiding the sensitive area at the tips. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I began touching one while she teased the other.
She got up, pulling her clothing off as she did, and putting them into the hamper next to her bureau. She opened the top drawer, rifled around for a little, then came back over to me.
“You want to know what these are for?” She held up the cuffs. “They’re for silly girls who try to get pleasure too quickly.” She snapped one on my wrist, wrapped it around the leg of her bed, and then snapped it to the other wrist. She straddled my waist, and I could feel her own arousal as she ground her pussy against me. She ran her nails over my exposed sides, then up the sides of my breasts. Slowly, she circled my nipples, barely touching me as she drove me closer and closer to an explosion.
“Oh god, fuck me!” I cried out loud, not being able to handle any more. She bent over and sucked on my nipples, and I felt a surge of electricity run through me.
She turned around, pressing her mound over my mouth and nose. I could smell her desire, and I began to lick and suck her eagerly, wanting to be bathed in her pleasure. She slid my shorts down, then lifted my hips up to slid her pillow beneath me. I felt like I was being presented as a meal, and I giggled a little.
The giggles turned to gasps however as she began to lick my clit. She wrapped one hand under my legs and spread me apart, licking between her fingers. I moaned and she pressed her pussy on my mouth harder, my tongue delving deep into her.
She slid a finger inside of me, matching the pace of my tongue. I began to buck, getting ready to orgasm, when a new sensation drove me over the edge. She had slipped her other hand underneath me, and her finger was now pressing gently against my ass.
“Yes,” I moaned, licking her more vigorously to show her my approval. She licked her finger gently, then pressed it inside of me. I felt her finger slide in while my orgasm was still building, my cum drenching her pillow. She continued to lick and fuck me and I thrust my hips against her, her own pussy the only thing muffling my screams of ecstasy.
As I finished, my only thoughts were about giving her the same amount of pleasure that she had just provided me. I continued to lick her, but slowly I began teasing her with my teeth as well. She moaned and slid back a little so my teeth could gain hold of her clit. I sucked it into my mouth, and scraped across it with my teeth. She gasped in pleasure, and so I continued. She began thrusting herself against me faster and faster, and I could tell that she was about to cum. Covered in her juices, I let her use my face as a fuck toy, grinding herself into my nose and mouth. She clenched her thighs around my head, and I felt her orgasm course through my body, causing me to shudder.
Ivy slowly untangled herself from me, and got up. She walked over to her computer desk, and I lost sight of her for a second. She came back with a can in her hand.
“Want to try this somewhere other than your face?” She asked, letting me see the whipped cream label. I smiled, as she shook the can and took of the top.
Kneeling over my body again, she sprayed some whipped cream onto her nipple. “Would you like some whipped cream?” Leaning over me, she brushed the cream over my mouth. Eagerly, I sucked her breast clean, biting as her nipple hardened in my mouth. I licked around the tip, making sure she was cleaned off completely.
“Mmm.” She pulled away, her breast making a popping sound as it was released from my suction. Covering my breasts with a mound of cream, she lowered her head, teasing me once again with her tongue as she licked it slowly off.
I arched my back towards her, and she slipped her hands underneath me, pulling me closer to her eager mouth. I felt her teeth scraping the last of the cold cream off of me while her hands massaged and squeezed at my back.
She slowly moved down, creating a trail of whipped cream down my body and following it with her tongue. She spent extra time at my belly, filling my indent with cream and licking it out slowly and seductively. I writhed in pleasure at the feel of her tongue, but I wanted more.
I spread my legs and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her tight against me. She moaned, rubbing her body against mine. I released her and she moved down, staring at my pussy. I could feel myself becoming aroused just from her heated gaze.
Slowly she inserted the can of whipped cream inside me, thrusting it in and out. The cold can felt huge inside of me. She pressed the tip against my g-spot and I felt myself being filled with the thick foam.
She pulled the can out and replaced it with her eager tongue, lapping at my pussy and clit like a hungry cat with a saucer of milk. I even heard her purring as she fucked me with her tongue. Deeper, she stuck her tongue into me, trying to get all of the sugary substance out of me. I moaned as she lifted my ass into the air so she could get a better angle at my womb.
I thought she was just about finished, when I felt the tip of the can enter me from behind. I gasped and felt my ass being filled with more cream.
She lifted my legs into the air so she could slip her tongue around my rose, her fingers reaching into my pussy, alternating between fucking me and scooping more cream into her eager mouth. I was feeling my body react to the overwhelming sensations that she was causing and I begged her to finish me off.
She nodded and crawled back up my body, kissing me with her mouth filled with the flavor of whipped cream mixed with my own juices. I kissed back passionately, not wanting it to end while she continued to play with my clit with her fingers.
I began bucking at her hand, my orgasm building, wanting to feel her inside me once more.
“Please fuck me.” I begged her.
She picked up the discarded aerosol can and once again shoved it deep inside of me, forcing it in and out of my expanding hole. I screamed in pleasure and came, wrapping my legs tight around her and pushing the can in as far as it would go.
The next thing I remember, I was laying on her bed, curled up with Ivy wrapped around my body, whispering in my ear how much she loved me. I smiled, closed my eyes, and went back to sleep.
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