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<!– message –> <div id="post_message_128736">I apologize for being so late. I had become preoccupied. Since the night is nearly over, I figured I’d at least post something, so here goes:<br /> <br /> <br /> Just Fuck Me<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> My attitude had changed after that night. The night my father stripped me of my virginity, and I became his personal fuck toy. My attitude had changed drastically. I didn’t fucking care anymore. I didn’t care about anything anymore. My name is Heather. I’m 16, and I live with my father, mother and my 2 brothers, Eric and Cain. It was a Saturday night when it happened. It was all so fast. Mom had gone out. Eric was 18, and almost never at home. Cain was over a friends house. I was home alone with dad. My body wasn’t all that glamorous. I was slim or toned, but I had quite a luscious ass for a girl my age, and a white girl at that. My tits just barely fit a C-cup. I was in my room playing music, it had to be at least 10 0’clock at night. I laid on my bed, listening to the stereo, drowning myself to sleep when my bedroom door creaked open. My eyes were closed, and I didn’t even pay attention to my dad standing over me. It wasn’t until I felt his body on top of mine that I knew he was there. I screamed for him to get out, and leave me alone, but he refused. He was stark naked lying on top of me, and he started to rip way my clothes. He ripped down my t-shirt, freeing my naked breasts. He sucked, licked and nibbled on them while shoving a groping hand down into my panties, and stuffing two vingers into my virginal cunt. I struggled to push him off of me, but to no success. <br /> He finally gripped my pajama bottoms down my legs, and revealed my shapely figure. This was wrong on so many levels, but I couldn’t get over how glamorously, unbelieveably sexy I was with him lying on top of me. I tried to avert my eyes, but they caught sight of my dad’s 8 1/2 inch dick, and it was aiming straight for my hole. To scream now would be useless, dad had already gone this far. It was obvious he wasn’t prepared to stop. He slowly slipped his raging hard prick inside my tight wet cunt, and broke my cherry. He stopped for a second, to let the blood leak out, and to allow me to adjust to his intrusion. Once I did, he pumped in and out of me like my pussy belonged to him. He continued to swallow my breasts in his mouth as his cock continued a furious pounding on my young pussy. I refused to scream now, because the only sound that would come out were moans. <br /> As much as I despised him now for doing this to me, I couldn’t believe how great it felt to have this large cock inside of me, pleasuring me. Dad spread my legs wide, and continued to fuck me. His balls were smacking against my ass as he fucked me harder and harder. God, I hated him. I hated him with every fiber of my bones. I hated him for taking my virginity. I hated him for raping me, but most of all, I hated him for making me like it. The fact that his cock felt like it belonged in my pussy made me feel worse. Fucking bastard. I could feel my pussy tighten, and a rush of orgasmic ecstacy flooded me. Dad had made me cum. I saw the hideous smirk on his face. He enjoyed the fact that he could make his daughter cum. And he did. Then he did it again, and again, and again. His smile didn’t fade. And after my fifth orgasm, I finally felt my father’s sperm fill up my pussy. He shot load after load inside me. His intent was obviously to get me pregnant. Fuck it, I don’t care. Not anymore. <br /> Dad’s cock started to shrink. I wanted this torment to end, but at the same time, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for his cock to leave me yet. "No Dad, more." I whispered softly almost against my will. The smirk returned to my fathers face, and it was almost as if his cock just grabbed a second wind. He began to plunder my pussy again unmercifully. He had a vice grip on my tits as he struggled to shove his cock deeper and deeper into me. The further back, the easier it would be to impregnate me. It didn’t take long before his cock started spurting it’s hot, thick, incestuous semen up my well-fucked, once virginal cunt. Dad pulled out of me, and went to his room to retrieve his clothes. I laid there naked, feeling strange, and unusual. It was no doubt that my attitude would be completely different. <br /> <br /> After that night, it seemed like I came out of my room a completely different entity. There was a slutty, unforgiving, dominance written on my face. For weeks after, my father would continue to fuck me. His raging cock pulsing sperm into my pussy, and filling me with his love child. If I did get pregnant, I would abort it. I didn’t tell my father of that. He wanted me to have his child, but I didn’t. I didn’t want nor need a child. I just wanted to fuck. The best time Dad fucked me was on Father’s Day. Only Mom, Dad, and I were home, and mom was fixing dinner in the kitchen. She was planning a big meal for Dad, and we know Mom; she doesn’t like to come out of the kitchen until everything is finished. Dad saw the perfect opportunity. We were both sitting on the couch watching TV when Mom entered the kitchen. That gave us twenty minutes of quick fucking time. Dad unzipped his pants, and whipped out his massive organ. "Not now Dad, she’ll hear us." I whispered.<br /> <br /> "Don’t make a sound. She’ll never know." Dad whispered back, ensuring me. With that, I slipped off my shorts. I didn’t wear underwear anymore, so it was easier for Dad to get to me. He lifted my shirt up, so he could suck on my tits, and he plunged his massive cock inside my twat again. He was such a good fuck. He pistoned me from every angle, and each stroke made me want his cum more. I started to moan, but Dad put his hand over my mouth, "Not a word." he repeated as he continued to ravish my young pussy. How could I not moan for twenty minutes? That’s impossible. His dick is just so good, and he fucks me so well. Damnit, Dad. How can you not moan? It’s hard not to moan when you’re fucking anyway, but when you’re fucking your daughter, it should be impossible. Dad was stifling his moans as hard as he could, sucking or biting my tits to keep from screaming. Dad’s dick was becoming too much, I was gonna cum, but I couldn’t scream. I grabbed a pillow next to me, and shouted into that as I exploded onto my Dad’s enraged cock. He smiled at me, and continued his furious pounding. <br /> <br /> Then, he slipped out of me, and bended me over the edge of our couch, and plowed my pussy from behind. He enjoyed the view of my luscious ass bouncing on his incestuous cock. He fucked me long, and hard from behind, he grabbed hold of my tits, and yanked on them as he plowed further into my cunt. I couldn’t tell how long we were fucking, but mom was still in the kitchen cooking. It was amazing that we hadn’t made a noise in all the fucking we were doing. Then, Dad turned me back on my back facing the other way, and shoved his member into my pussy once again. The more he fucked, the more I loved it. He drove his cock deeper and deeper into me with every thrust. <br /> <br /> Then, in the middle of our fuck session, our front door opened. To our shock, and shame, my older brother Eric walked in on my Dad and I. He froze at the door immediately. Dad and I paused in our sexual frey. Eric didn’t say a word, his face was frozen solid in heartwrenching shock. Dad and I looked at him, and when he didn’t say anything, Dad returned a glance at me, and with his cock still inside me, he continued to fuck me. Eric stood there watching as my tits bounced in our fathers face from the force of his cock. God, it felt so good having Dad fuck me while Eric watched. Dad raped me for a few more minutes until he exploded a fierce load of semen into my cunt. He breathed out hard as he finally made a noise of relief. When we looked up again, Eric was gone. Dad and I straightened up, and just as we were completely dressed, Mom came back into the living room to tell us that dinner was ready. Dad and I sat up from the couch completely avoiding the situation that had just taken place. I had gotten fucked by my Dad in front of my brother while my mother was in the other room. The perversion of it all made me horny all over again. But in the back of my mind, I was a little worried of how Eric would react to this. But I soon got my answer to that.</div> <!– / message –>
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<p>Sister / Daughter <br /> <br />Brother – </p><p><br />Mom was away for the night. </p><p><br />His eyes were shivering in fear, or was it anticipation. He was nervous and for whatever reason, I had little care. He was a boy, a thirteen year old boy. You can’t break one of those. </p><p><br />It was dark in his bedroom. I was sure it was warm but my skin still crawled with millions of shivering bugs. All I wore was two thin pieces of cloth, one draping down from my shoulders to the second one hugging my hips and looping between my legs. I was sixteen, but still so vulnerable to my little brother in just those two cutlets of fabric; in the dark, walking slowly to his bed. </p><p><br />His eyes were shivering. </p><p><br />Reaching the mattress he laid so soundless on, I ran my bare fingers over the sheets I helped mom pick out to fit his new queen sized birthday bed. My fingertips coiled under the rims of them and lifted back. </p><p><br />Father – </p><p><br />He was sound asleep. The pill I slipped him made sure of that; or at least made sure that if he woke up, he wouldn’t remember in the morning. </p><p><br />I stared at his massive masculine body under the sheets. </p><p><br />“Daddy,” I whispered in a cooing voice. No reply. </p><p><br />Standing by his bed in my thin panties and nightgown, I pulled back the sheets. His naked body stared aggressively at me from its side. I breathed in and pulled my hands back to myself to undress. </p><p><br />Brother – </p><p><br />I ran my hand up under his shirt. His body was delicate and young; so little experience. My lips lightly tapped the side of his cheek as I gently released my warm humid breadth onto him. His undefined nipple slid into my hand. He remained motionless. </p><p><br />My panties increasingly felt tighter and tighter. My body instinctively pulled itself onto the one next to me. </p><p><br />“Brendan,” I moaned with more air than sound as I pushed my lips to his. His shirt returned flat as my hand pulled out to throw the sheets from us. His half limp penis twitched under my skin tight underwear. They grew even smaller. I began shifting over his pelvis hoping to loosen them. </p><p><br />His lips were so small and soft. The arms attached to his torso lifted as my muscles easily overpowered his. He was a doll to be used at my leisure. </p><p><br />Father – </p><p><br />On my knees, completely naked, I pushed my mouth around one of my dad’s testicles. It was so big and warm. My tongue danced in the wrinkles as my nose breathed in the base of his cock. He was intoxicating. </p><p><br />Quickly enough, I found my body naturally pulling off his testicle and my lips tracing up his shaft for entry. The faint liquid accumulating between my legs chilled my pelvis as it evaporated. </p><p><br />As my mouth broke apart to inhale the soft head of my father’s cock, I ran my hand down my spine to my bare butt sticking out into the open air. I could almost fit four inches of his huge member into my mouth. At least two or three more remained untouched. </p><p><br />I sucked in around it as my fingers rode down my butt crack and dipped into my vagina. </p><p><br />Brother – </p><p><br />My lips broke contact with his only to tug the shirt from his tiny chest. As that one interference dropped from my hands to the floor, my soft wet lips pushed back into his. In a slow slice, I cut his mouth open with my tongue and gently dropped it into his face. Pulling his jaw open with my hand, I savored the feeling of my saliva dripping into his throat. </p><p><br />His glossy eyes were trembling. I stared into them knowing deep down inside him, he was truly loving this. Someday when I was out in college, he would only be able to masturbate to my memories. As his friends wallowed in his relations to me hoping just to see me up close, his head would be filled with these many nights. </p><p><br />He could take no more and I heard in the deep silence the sound of his throat open and close to suck down a pouchful of my salivation. I twisted my head and pushed my lips to interlock his. Leaving no airway to breath from our mouths, I could feel him pulsing his life into my face through his nose as he could feel mine. My tongue pole danced on his. </p><p><br />I moaned into his throat not being able to take my increasingly shrinking underwear. I was swollen and wet; my hips were boiling. Releasing the grip from his jaw, I reached down to my legs. The fabric scrunched and bunched down my sides. I broke our kiss and pulled back leaving a trail of my untamed saliva dripping down his chin and chest. </p><p><br />Father – </p><p><br />My body climbed up over his as my bottom lip dragged up his hard chest. That tiny glaze of euphoric sweat I just sucked from my dad’s sex organ was driving me mad. I coated it with my saliva and now I wanted my insides coated with it as well. </p><p><br />Our lips met and I moaned over and over into his mouth my position under him. </p><p><br />“Dad, no dad. Don’t put it in me. Please dad stop.” </p><p><br />My hand struggled to grip his soaking penis as I attempted to press it tightly into my slit. My breathless cries for him to not rape me fell to his unconscious body. I brought my eyes up from my night clothes draped onto the floor to my father’s face. His cock squeezed into a halt between the tender inflamed lips inset beneath my ovaries. </p><p><br />“No dad. Please, I’ll do anything, just don’t… Oooooooooooooooh!” I moaned as quietly as possible while I pushed my body back into a solid steaming pipe. My eyes closed, I felt my father’s body below mine, so strong and commanding. “Daddy,” I cooed. </p><p><br />Brother – </p><p><br />My panties left my feet as I pressed my mouth into the springy trampoline just above his boxers. Just inches below laid his sex organ. Just seconds before I uncovered it into the open air. </p><p><br />As I pulled his underwear down his pelvis, I dragged my lips down as well. Through the light new grown pubic hair and onto his penis, my mouth traveled before stopping. His boxers though didn’t. </p><p><br />He was hard, but not as hard as I knew he could get. He held too much resistance in his mind. My lips broke open and my head fell down onto his shaft. He was in a catacomb of hot, humid, oh-so-soft tissue sucking and licking at his most sensitive body part. It was one of the happiest times for me when I heard him give out that audible moan. </p><p><br />His little penis was in my mouth. I loved how compact it was because I could fit the whole thing in. Twirling my neck left to right, my tongue spiraled around the shaft with increased focus on the head. </p><p><br />Brendan couldn’t stop moaning. His hips involuntarily shivered and tensed. I was making him so happy. </p><p><br />And then he released that groan that was almost a cry. That male reproductive organ in my mouth grew just a tiny bit more and I felt my brother pump his hips into my face once. His thick hot semen shot into my welcoming mouth. I knew it wouldn’t be much so I sucked at him extra hard to get every bit of it to funnel down my throat. </p><p><br />Father – </p><p><br />My body thrust up and down onto the massive object penetrating me. I was naked. Dad was naked. We were having sex. We were fucking. Daddy and daughter. I would feel that same juice inside me that mom felt when she and he conceived me sixteen years ago. </p><p><br />“Dad. Please, at least don’t cum inside me. Please stop.” It was the same stuff that made me. </p><p><br />My fingers pads pressed hard into his chest as my eyes squeezed tighter and tighter shut. I repeated those words inside my head over and over, ‘Dad, don’t cum in me.’ My body pumped harder and harder into his stiff frame. I was naked. He was naked. My dad and me. </p><p><br />I was seconds away from losing control. I moved faster and harder. I wanted him to cum deep into me so bad. ‘Dad, don’t cum in me.’ My face inhaled his chest. Pound, pound, pound. That was it. </p><p><br />My body thrust into orgasm; my vagina squeezed and convulsed onto my dad’s cock. Seconds passed before I felt a hot stream of liquid splash into my cervix which blew me immediately into another orgasm. Dad was cumming in me. </p><p><br />Squirt after squirt of his hot milk splattered into my ending wall. The layers and walls of my tissues, muscles, and organs, all convulsed and ripped at the external object casting them aside. </p><p><br />“Daddy, daddy, daddy,” I cried breathlessly into his pecks as my breasts smeared themselves below. It was minutes before my body broke the gyrations into my father’s hips and my mind broke the repetitive words of my father’s title over me. </p><p><br />— </p><p><br />In the silence of the room I heard someone shift their bare foot over the carpet. With fear, I instantly looked back to see who must have walked in while I was in my high. </p><p><br />“Looks like things got a little out of hand,” Amy said. </p><p><br />“Sorry, I couldn’t control myself,” I replied caught in the act. </p><p><br />“It’s okay. I got a little carried away too and accidently ate Brendan to completion.” </p><p><br />“Must be the twin thing; both losing control at the same time.” </p><p><br />Amy smiled to me. “Well, I think we effectively mastered that over years of practice more than us being twins.” </p><p><br />“Either way,” I grinned back, “I could use a little brother to just cuddle anyways after what dad and I just did. I won’t force him to push out another one.” </p><p><br />“Yeah, well if I can’t squeeze another one from dad, than you still owe me one back in our room.” </p><p><br />“Well in that case,” I teased, “don’t try too hard.” </p><p><br />I slowly pulled my body off the pipe impaling me leaving a line of cum connecting me to my father. I cut it with my fingers and crawled from the bed to put my panties back on. </p><p><br />“I’ll let you clean that up. And see you in an hour.” </p><p><br />I smirked as I walked past her staring at the reflection of my breasts on her body.</p><p>[B]Thanks for entering. [/B]</p>
<div class="smallfont post-title"> <strong>Chelsea’s Persuasion</strong> </div> <!– / icon and title –> <!– message –> <div id="post_message_129380">This is the final part to Chelsea’s Plea. I hope it goes over well.<br /> <br /> <strong>Chelsea’s Persuasion</strong></div><div id="post_message_129380"> </div><div id="post_message_129380"><strong>by hanes_el</strong><br /> <br /> I woke up to something pulling at my teeth. From inside my mouth. I opened my eyes to Chelsea’s cutest little butt cheeks pulled apart just above my face. A small string of bright pink anal beads lead a trail from her tiniest little hole, into my mouth. I watched as that tiny hole slowly expanded. A little girl pink radiated from the hole; a sphere of glistening determination. <br /> <br /> Two beads in my mouth tugged at my closed teeth. I dared not open my mouth even though I knew it was what I should do. I should just observe. They would have to come out sometime anyways. Sick reasons to continue what I was doing.<br /> <br /> Chelsea’s little hole reached the full diameter of the sphere and then popped out. A girly little moan escaped her mouth down near my penis. She was propped over me, slowly pulling herself free so she could suck on me; fighting the erotic pain to reach her food.<br /> <br /> I was untied!? I was completely free! Just lying on my bed; naked, with my too young thirteen year old daughter hovering over me, completely naked as well. She was just at the most beginning stages of her puberty. About three years after the normal sexual awakening in girls. Three years of touching herself for pleasure and then walking into puberty with her father leaving, because of her, solely because of her; I was a monster, I snapped a branch inside my daughter. She was on the edge and I pushed her.<br /> <br /> A year or two earlier, I could have gotten away free. A year or two later, the same. Either too immature to understand the situation or too mature. <br /> <br /> Another bead popped from her tiny anus. My penis jumped. My daughter moaned. Her vagina was right there. I could lift my head up and suck it into my mouth. I could use my free hands and rip her body into my face. I could feel her orgasm on my tongue. I could do anything to her. Flip her over, suck her nipples dry, shove my dick into her oh so tight slit. Pull out her anal beads slowly as she convulsed onto my penis. Suck the saliva from her mouth.<br /> <br /> She would let me do it all to her. She would cry in excitement. Cry in joy that I loved her so much. But this wasn’t love. This was lust. This was not right; it was a human flaw I had to bear. A flaw that could not result in expansion of the human race. No life could come from my little girl and her little body, not without risking her own life; truly a fault for humanity.<br /> <br /> Should I even be allowed to produce another life? With my genes I would just breed another one like me. I would die before I let anyone take Chelsea from me though. Her father is me, this monstrous thing, but I don’t care. I am a selfish person and Chelsea deserves a chance at life. Even if she holds such genetic code in her. If she isn’t me, then she is a carrier for another me.<br /> <br /> I felt a small tongue lapping at the head of my dick. After another pop, Chelsea rode the open string up to another bead. The tiny little hole in her behind bulged out before opening in the slightest to that beautiful pink. Almost there sweetheart. Almost there. <br /> <br /> The bead broke through her and she immediately pulled forward onto my penis. She was sucking me like I had seen her chug from a water bottle on a hot day; she never had enough. <br /> <br /> I just noticed that my hand had moved itself up to Chelsea’s tummy. It was gliding itself down to her slit. It was cupping her entire vagina. I wanted to stop but I had no control anymore. My conscious could not override my subconscious. <br /> <br /> Oh so gently, I caressed her lips. My little girl moaned onto my shaft. Up and down, I continued feeling her soft perfect skin. Why was it so perfect? Why did I have to want it so bad? I could spend weeks just feeling and looking at it. An inch away from the slit was the smallest hole on her body; from it, a little pink tail hung out latched into my mouth.<br /> <br /> I pushed my middle finger into the crack. I loved my wife so much, but Chelsea was her own person. I had to give her credit for that. She was soo tight; soo incredibly warm. My finger entered into a hole unknown to it. The slit did nothing to accommodate the intruder; the canal I occupied pushed in with its normal force, squeezing my finger like it was nothing.<br /> <br /> Shamefully, I began pushing and pulling the finger in and out of her. I was feeling the inside of my daughter; feeling her inner organs. They were feeling me; they now reacted and starting sizing me up. As I poked and prodded the little girl, her vaginal muscles massaged my intruding finger to gather data on it. But not enough apparently. <br /> <br /> Chelsea gasped on my penis as I curled my finger and ran it in a circle to every extremity inside her. I pulled my finger out and rested it on top of her clitoris. Chelsea’s mouth broke motionless on my dick. The warm breathing from her small nostrils pumped onto my scrotum. Her saliva slowly ran down my shaft in her closed firm mouth.<br /> <br /> I pushed my finger back into her, gliding the front of it all along her clitoris. I felt my daughter hum down the head of my penis, my whole trip into her. When my knuckles bumped into the base of her slit, I immediately began slowly pulling back out; so gently, I continued rubbing the front against her clitoris. <br /> <br /> I pushed the beads out of my mouth with my tongue and felt as my little girl’s tail fell from my cheek to my shoulder. I did not cease my onslaught on my daughter’s clitoris though. <br /> <br /> Chelsea pulled free from my penis and gripped her little hand over it. Then I felt both of my testicles work their way into her mouth. When they both slurped cozily in, her little hand slowly pumped up and down over my shaft. She was sucking on my balls and jacking me off, my own daughter. I had no will left in me. <br /> <br /> I immediately reached both of my arms to her hips and pulled my head up. I drove my face into her slit and plunged my tongue into her. Within seconds of drinking her natural lubricant, Chelsea pulled her mouth from my balls and dropped her head to the mattress panting. <br /> <br /> Her muscles were convulsing on my tongue. She was getting wetter. I continued licking inside of her. The pelvis in my grip bucked up and down into my face. She was in mid orgasm when I reluctantly pulled out of her and pushed her down onto the bed as I scooted out of the way. I shifted and climbed on top of her. I rolled her over to stare at me and lined up to have at her.<br /> <br /> Her face was ecstatic, yet scared. She was finally going to get what she had been asking for. I was hanging over her buck naked, tiny body about to shove my penis deep into her vagina. The organ just now coming down from an orgasm welcomingly caused by her father eating her out. Her little pink tail was strewn under her leg off to the side. A leash I could use to keep her from running.<br /> <br /> So much ran through my mind. Too much. I was still hovering over my daughter staring at her. Increasing resistance and shame came back to me; it showed in my face.<br /> <br /> “Please daddy, I want this soo bad; hurry.”<br /> <br /> The fear in her voice broke any hope she had. She probably held the fear from thinking I would reject her; I though took it as a fear that I would actually take her. She was in her most vulnerable state of living. I was leaving and she would do anything she could possibly do to stop it.<br /> <br /> If I left her, she would never forgive herself for not being good enough for me. It would be a near drop to poverty for the two women I loved so much. I would support them with all I had, but I would have to support myself as well. Chelsea would surely seek out another man to cure her sexual frustrations. Her mother would fall under depression and resentment.<br /> <br /> Everything Chelsea did to me in the past days, all the joy she taught me that a little girl could give to a man like me. I would never trust myself around young girls again. I would either cave in and hurt somebody else or choose the only permanent way out of this mentally disturbing life. Why did my wife have to tell Chelsea? This was my burden to bear. Only I should have to suffer. Why did I have to tell my wife? I should have faked a reason to leave. Anything would be better than this.<br /> <br /> “Daddy, please don’t leave me. I really liked when you touched and licked me. And I really like touching and licking you. Please don’t think about the world first and then me, think about me first.”<br /> <br /> Ending with words her mother no doubt put into her. She meant it though. Who wouldn’t? Who wouldn’t want to be first in anybody’s eyes? To have their own personal agenda placed before that of the masses. Well over 6,000,000,000 people on this planet. Like a snowflake, everyone is different. How could I judge and treat my own daughter based on the collective of that many people? All the good, and all the bad. She treated me as one; why not I to her?<br /> <br /> If I somehow did subliminally train Chelsea to love me this way, as a father, it was my duty to fix her. Maybe though, I trained her to fix me. Everything happens for a reason; perhaps.<br /> <br /> Chelsea’s hands reached up and gripped around my back.<br /> <br /> “I love you daddy, we can do whatever you want. Just don’t leave.”<br /> <br /> I gently fell onto her. I realized my weight and rolled to the side, off of her. <br /> <br /> If I had the choice, I would give everything I ever had to turn it off. Turn off my sexual desire for Chelsea, for other little girls. Chelsea was the absolute worst though; her mind was perfect, so delicate, a creative dream waiting to be tapped. I would give everything except Chelsea and her mother. This was not something I ever asked for and I never wanted it. Memories from late high school through my entire life of a desire I hated yet loved. <br /> <br /> I looked into Chelsea’s crystalline glossy eyes. <br /> <br /> “Can you help me?” I asked.<br /> <br /> “With what daddy, tell me?”<br /> <br /> I could not ask her to help me stop loving her. But if I wanted this to stop, I had already proved that years of lonely suppression was not enough. I alone could not help myself destroy the disease.<br /> <br /> “Can you help me stop liking girls your age?”<br /> <br /> “No! Mommy says you love me so much because of my age.”<br /> <br /> “You’ll grow up though. Help me grow with you; help me leave all this behind. I don’t want to leave you. You’ll never have to do anything like this again, I promise. If I start coming onto you, please just tell me something that will bring me back into reality. Maybe after awhile, I’ll stop living in my own fantasy world and realize what the real world is. I will always love you no matter what.”<br /> <br /> “If you start coming on to me daddy, I’ll take of my clothes and jump on you yelling to take me because I’m you’re little girl that you created and raised; I’m your little servant made to please you. Mommy will even watch and probably join. I’ll help you grow with me but you can’t grow if you keep hiding everything in yourself. What did you think a family was for?”<br /> <br /> That was not what I had in mind. She was going to help fix me but I still had a lot of fixing to do to her. Nothing gave me a right to her, and she had to learn that before she left my guidance. <br /> <br /> I wrapped my arm over Chelsea.<br /> <br /> “Do you want to have sex now daddy?”<br /> <br /> “I don’t love you because of sex, honey. Most of the time, I’m happiest just holding you and talking with you.”<br /> <br /> “Really?”<br /> <br /> “I’m not staying for the sex; I’m staying for you and mommy. I don’t think I could live without seeing you and talking with you.”<br /> <br /> “We still get to have sex, right.”<br /> <br /> “Only if you absolutely really really want it. If you don’t, then you have to know that you’re hurting me. Do you want to hurt me?”<br /> <br /> “So we can do it when you tuck me in tonight, and when you wake me up in the morning and after lunch tomorrow.”<br /> <br /> I sighed.<br /> <br /> “But right now we can just hold each other,” she said, “because I agree with you, sometimes holding is a lot nicer.”</div>
<p>Here it is chapter 6, just 2 more chapters to go after this in this little tale and I promise you do not want to miss the next two chapters. In fact I consider this more of a prelude to the final 2. Enjoy!</p><p><br />Chapter 6<br />Family Values<br /> <br /> Early in the morning the next day I heard mom rattling her keys, I groggily opened and sat up on the couch I was sleeping on.<br />“Where are you going?” I asked <br />“Just out to run a few errands, your sister has already left for work and It will be just you and your grandmother till Jennifer gets off on her lunch break at noon and I should be back around two O’clock, ok baby” she said.<br />“Sure mom” I said lying back down to catch a bit more sleep.<br />“Robbie you should really find some work,” she said<br />“Whatever” I mumbled falling back to sleep.</p><p> I was swimming in the warm waters just floating out at sea, this was great the family vacation to Cancun was the best idea dad ever had. I warm wave pulling me out further by the second. The water felt warmer and warmer till it was almost hot. As I began to drift back from sleep the heat felt more localized as in around my cock! Moreover, it was in someone’s very hot mouth and god it felt great. I was afraid to open my eyes thinking it might be a dream.<br />“Bout time you woke up” she said<br />“Grandma?” I asked<br />“Who else? You didn’t seem to mind last night,” she said taking her mouth off my cock.<br />“That’s one hell of a wake up call” I said<br />“That’s nothing that was just the appetizer.” She said grinning from ear to ear. <br />“Huh?” I asked, “You mean there’s more?”<br />“Much more” she said lifting her head up “I’m gonna show you I can still ride a cock like nobody’s business.” She said climbing on top of me and straddling my legs. “Hmm” she said licking her lips and drawing one long slow lick up from my cock to my navel. “This is gonna be good.” She said crawling onto me.</p><p> Grandma pulled up her nightgown a bit as the straddled me. She moved over my cock positioning her wet sex over my bulging cock. Holding her labia open, she slowly impaled herself on my cock. Inch by maddening inch she sank deeper on my cock until I was completely in her.</p><p>“Don’t move,” she said placing her hands on my chest with her eyes closed. I could feel her shiver slightly. We stayed like that not moving for a full minute. Then slowly she rocked back and forth on my cock. She moaned softly as she gently rocked back and forth. I was riding a blissful wave of slowly building pleasure her hot slick walls building the pleasure in my cock like the hot tide of the ocean. Each wave of rolling flesh pulling my cum closer to the surface like the tide.<br />“Mmm Robbie let me ride you nice and slow, It’s been so long since I had a nice young cock.” She whispered moaning more and more as she rode me. The slow building burn was killing me, my hips buck at strained to go deeper and fuck her harder dispute her protests to go slow.</p><p> The slow sensation was driving me crazy my cum always felt like it was just beneath the surface like I was gonna cum any second I just needed her to ride me just a little harder, faster. She had been teasing and rubbing her clit the whole time. Then suddenly she slammed down on my cock and didn’t move she rubbed her clit a little harder and I felt her muscles tighten around my cock, contracting around me and reasing me in a steady rhythm, as she came I did too my cock convulsing inside of her. Her whole body visibly trembled with the aftershock.</p><p>“God that was great Robbie” she said finally opening her eyes.<br />“Well you’re about to get a whole lot more, you said you liked it rough before now you’ll get it rough” I said moving her off of me and moving between her legs and resting them on my shoulders. I guided my still wet cock into her pussy.<br />“You want it rough?”<br />“This old gal can take anything you got” she said self confidently although still breathing hard. I thrust back and forth with a few powerful strokes to get in the rhythm this drew a few short gasps from her. </p><p>I forced myself deeper into her pressing her legs back closer to her chest until they were almost touching her large breasts.<br />“Ohhh” she moaned partly out of pleasure partly out of pain. I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could. She moaned almost screaming as I plowed into her hot sex. I shoved it in to the balls forcing her legs back as far as they’d go. I looked down at my lust-filled grandmother screaming in pleasure as I plowed into her. I pulled out just before I came and shot a big load on her stomach.</p><p>“That rough enough for you?” I asked dropping down beside her.<br />I could see she was exhausted, her body glistening with sweat and her chest red with passion. </p><p> After she calmed down a bit, she looked over at me and said<br />“Robbie you make me feel young again” laying a arm across my chest she turned over and went to sleep.<br />“I’m glad,” I said as we both drifted off to sleep.</p><p> </p><p> We had been sleeping for a while by this time it was almost noon and I heard the front door open.<br />“Hey I’m home” called Jenn from the living room. When she didn’t get a reply she looked around the house calling our names until she found us in my room. Grandma was still sleeping soundly next to me.<br />Jenn walked down the hall to where we were and saw us lying in bed together from the hallway. <br />“Robbie you didn’t did you?” asked Jenn almost whining when she said it.</p><p>“Did what?” I asked <br />“Grandma too, you’re a fucking pervert you know that?”<br />“I can’t help it if we have such a sex family” I said laughing<br />“And here I thought you only had eyes for me” said Jenn leaning against the doorframe and bating her eyes mockingly. <br />“I just popped in to check on you I’m going grab a bit to eat then I’m off back to work”<br />“Okay” I said rubbing the side of grandma’s breast as she slept.<br />“Listen” she said “Mom is much better now but he starting to really miss dad I think you need to take her out to dinner tonight I’ll have to drive grandma back to airport tonight after work so it will be a perfect time to take her out. <br />“Yeah” I said, “that sounds like a plan, mom doesn’t need to sink back into her depression again.</p><p>“I agree,” said Grandma waking up from my gentle touches “hmm that feels good Robbie”<br /> I need some coffee how about you Jenn?” asked Grandma getting out of bed foregoing the nightgown altogether. <br />“Sounds good” said Jenn heading to the kitchen grandma following her.</p><p> The smell of coffee pulled me out of bed a few minutes later. I walked into the Kitchen both of them were sitting at the table sipping their coffee. I was still naked and so was grandma. “Now this brings back memories” said grandma “I remember times we wouldn’t wear clothes for the whole weekend when the kids still lived at home”<br />“What?” asked Jenn <br />“Yeah we would send whole days naked sometimes, it was just easier if we didn’t plan to leave the house” replied grandma<br />“It was relaxing and rather freeing really, well until your grandpa got horny, then we would all end up fucking till dinner.</p><p> My mind whirled back the photos of mom and Grandpa Luke we had found when we first moved mom in.<br /> “Hell you know the family secret now, your mom forbids me to tell you kids because your father didn’t agree but you and your sister carried on the family legacy anyway.” She laughed taking another sip of coffee. </p><p>“You kids may as well learn the family values we taught to your mother and your uncles. Jenn I know you have been with your brother and mother but do you understand the values of what we were trying to teach your mother?”<br />“Mom said you taught her to not be ashamed of her body or feelings,” <br />“I want you to understand we never forced the kids to do anything, we never even brought up the idea until of incest until they were in junior high school.”<br />“And?” I asked intrigued because all this had been kept hidden for so long.<br />“We talked with them about it and let them ask any questions they wanted just the same way as way we did the first time we talked to them about sex,” said Grandma Carol.</p><p> “So how did it all get started?” I asked so wrapped up in her tale I almost forgot she was naked. <br />“Well…” she continued, “your uncles Jack and Bobby said they though it was weird but that they didn’t think that incest was really as sick and wrong as most people made it out to be. Your mother said much the same but I could tell she was less enthusiastic about it than her brothers were and they weren’t that crazy about it in the first place. However we told the kids we planned to live open lives from then on but only if it didn’t bother them and they said it didn’t”</p><p>“Huh?” I asked confused<br />“Your grandfather started back going nude on weekends like we did before we had the kids. We also stopped trying to hide our love making from the kids, I’m not saying we had sex right in front of them for no reason but we didn’t lock door or be quiet in our lovemaking either.” </p><p>“Your grandfather was such a horn dog back then he was constantly flirting with me and playing little games around the house from then on”</p><p>“Your uncle Bobby was the first to do anything though because he was not as popular as your mother and other uncle. He stayed at home a lot and was not as sociable. I caught him masturbating in the bathroom once listening to me and his father having sex.”</p><p>“I was gonna take a quick shower afterwards our lovemaking and just walked into the bathroom, he had forgotten to lock the door. He had just came because he was still holding his cock and cum was running down his cock and hand.”</p><p>“He looked so terrified, I didn’t know what to do so I started to run the shower as he cleaned up his hands. “Its alright I told him you can come in and watch if you like, You don’t have to do anything just watch.” He left the bathroom and a few weeks after that he got brave and came in while we were having sex later” </p><p>“He watched and masturbated every time we had sex there after. It turned me on a bit knowing we was watching me and coming because of it. After I had given Luke a blowjob I asked if he wanted one, he froze of course but next time he asked if the offer was still good and of course it was and after that it was history as they say well at least as far as Bobby was concerned.”</p><p>“I think he must have told Jack about it because once when I came in his room to check on him while he was doing homework he asked if he could have one too, soon after all the men in the house were fucking me. My husband and our two sons” said Grandma Carol.</p><p>“But what about mom?” I asked because it was the part I was most interested in. </p><p>“You would have to ask her that, I came home one day and she was ridding her father in the big recliner in the living room. I never asked Luke when or how, we were all just one big fucking family after that.”</p><p>“Wow!” I exclaimed I had been steadly stroking my cock through my shorts absent-mindedly the whole time.<br />“You almost done rubbing one off to our naughty family tale?” she asked smiling at me.<br />“Oh sorry” I said realizing what I was doing.<br />“Its fine, remembering those times have gotten me a little hot and bothered too” she said fanning herself in a mock gesture.</p><p>“Told you he was a perv, but I have to get back to work” said Jenn leaving the table.</p>
<p>Forever Halloween</p><p><br /> It had been years since Rhea had been trick or treating. Her girlfriend had talked her into it. They weren’t actually going for candy but thought that it would be fun to dress up and walk the streets on Halloween. They were just a couple of country girls so they were going to go for the gothic look and freak their friends out. </p><p> They had gone shopping the Friday before and bought the clothes they would need. Rhea had bought a short blue plaid skirt with black suspenders over a black top with skull and crossbones across her ample D cup breast. Her normally soft curly reddish brown hair was straight and dyed black for the night. Her makeup was dark and heavy. Thick eyeliner with a dark grey eye shadow surrounded her green hazel eyes. Her lips were covered in a black lipstick.</p><p> She was checking herself out in the mirror laughing at her appearance. So different from her normal jeans and tee shirt. Hell the skirt was enough to make it Halloween all on its own. There was a knock on her door and she went to let her friend in. Rhea laughed at her friends bright blue pig tails and huge baggy pants.<br /> <br /> “This is going to be a fun night. Can’t believe you talked me into this,” Rhea said as she shut the door behind her friend.</p><p> Avery smiled at her and laughed. Teasingly she slapped Rhea on the ass. “You look hot sis.”</p><p> “Thanks but I’m not done yet.” Walking over to the couch she opened a boot box and took out a pair of knee length boots and slipped her feet in them. The look completed she checked in the mirror pleased with what she saw.</p><p> “Shall we go shock some people?” Rhea asked and grabbed her car keys.</p><p> Everyone was gathering downtown to meet up and party. They parked and were whistled at as soon as they stepped out of the car. The girls laughed and made their way over to a group of friends. Comments flew left and right about how they were dressed. It seemed like everyone was giving the reaction they expected.</p><p> It wasn’t long before the alcohol started flowing at the party. People started drifting apart. Everywhere you looked couples were making out. Rhea sighed and sipped her drink. Alone as usual was not fun at a time like this. One of her friends was teasing her about being alone so she walked off towards a darker corner of the party. Thinking about leaving she sat her drink down and started looking for her car keys.</p><p> “You’re a vampires dream,” a masculine voice suddenly in front of her.</p><p> Rhea jumped and laughed when she looked up and saw a young man standing in front of her. Smiling she wondered how easy he thought she was. But she’d humor him a few minutes before she left. “Oh really? And how am I a vampires dream?”</p><p> “I am one and you look like a dream to me,” he laughed and stepped closer to her.</p><p> “Nice to meet you Dracula. My names Rhea what’s yours?”</p><p> He was a little too close to her for comfort and she took a step back from him. He smiled and she could see small fangs shining in the lamp light. Either he’d had them filed or those were some realistic caps. “Names Damian. It’s nice to meet you too.”</p><p> “Sweet dental work. Those caps or did you have them professionally filed?”</p><p> “Au natural my dear. I did say I was a vampire,” Damian’s smile was brilliant.</p><p> “Yeah and I’m a bunny rabbit,” she laughed and started to walk away. It was cute when he first said it but now it was just sad. She had gone about fifty feet when he called out to her. She stopped and sighed. When she started to turn around she found herself back where she had been standing a moment before.</p><p> “You’re not a rabbit. You’re a vixen. I want you.” He was pressed against her whispering in her ear. </p><p> Angry and nervous she pushed him back away from her, “Look Damian you’re a great looking guy but I’m not interested in a one night stand with a crazy man that thinks he’s a real life vampire.”</p><p> She couldn’t explain how she had gotten back to the same spot. It had to be the alcohol. He stepped back towards her. Turning away from him, he grabbed her face and made her look at him. Breathe catching in her throat she looked into eyes that were now glowing red. Rhea’s body started to shake. This couldn’t be real.</p><p> Damian’s black hair started to move in a wind that she couldn’t feel. The power oozing from him was suffocating. He smiled, his fangs growing as she watched. Body shaking she tried to pry his fingers from her face but it was like trying to move iron.</p><p> “Don’t fight me Rhea. I want you and I get what I want,” he whispered as his other hand snaked its way down her body to the edge of her skirt.</p><p> “Please stop. I don’t want this. Please,” her voice shook with terror. </p><p> “What you want is of little matter my little vixen. I’ve watched you all night. Your beauty is unbelievable. I can smell your blood and it smells so sweet. Come let us away from here. I want you to be comfortable.” His gaze into her eyes changed from lustful to one of power.</p><p> Rhea’s body moved of its own accord. Trying to keep her feet from moving was impossible. One of her friends called cat calls as she walked by with Damian. Trying to call for help wasn’t happening. Her face smiled and she waved as they walked by. Heart pounding and fear coursed through her veins as they walked. She was a prisoner in her own body. </p><p> The vampire walked her up the hill to a beautiful black mustang. The paint gleamed brilliantly bright under the street lamp. He opened the door and helped her sit down. Shutting the door he jumped in the other side and started the engine. It roared to life and he squalled the tires leaving the parking area.</p><p> Shaking with fear Rhea clinched her fist as the city rushed by. Soon it turned to countryside. They had been driving for what seemed forever when he pulled in a huge mansion. This wasn’t what she had expected. This was the Garner Manor. This family had been huge in this town for centuries but no one saw much of them. Now she knew why. </p><p> The car rolled to a stop outside the main doors of the house. A servant came and opened her door. When she didn’t move Damian spoke her name softly. Her body started moving on its own again. Whimpering in frustration she walked around the car to his out stretched hand.</p><p> “I promise you it will be pleasurable,” he whispered as he walked her into the house.</p><p> “How can it be pleasurable if I don’t want it? Please let me go. I swear I won’t tell anyone what you are,” she pleaded as he pulled her up the stairs.</p><p> “No you won’t. If I let you go then you’ll never remember what happened. I’m not sure of your final destination yet. If you please me I might keep you with me and use you as I see fit. Even eventually make you one of us if you please me well enough. We shall see after the night is through.”</p><p> Rhea’s heart sank and he opened the door to a plush bedroom. He pushed her into the middle of the room as he went to sit down on the bed. Still her body was not her own. Looking at him made her shiver with fear. The thought of how easily he could kill her made her heart pound in fear.</p><p> “Strip,” the only word he uttered.</p><p> Body moving despite her minds protest; she started by dropping the suspenders on her skirt. As they fell she lifted the bottom of her shirt, slowly lifting it over her head. Looking back to where Damian set she could see a smiled on his face. Reaching back she unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall in a puddle on the floor. Just as she reached for the bra he said, “Stop.”</p><p> Standing trembling in the middle of the bedroom floor he inspected her soft curves with his hands. He started by standing behind her smelling of her neck. Placing his hands on her shoulders he ran them down her arms. He lifted her right arm up and wrapped it around his neck so he could caress her sides and waist.</p><p> “You’re beautiful,” he whispered to her as he caressed her breast through her bra. Her body was starting to respond to his touch. “I’ll let you do this on your own but if you try to leave or disobey me I’ll take control again. Do you understand?”</p><p> Deciding she’d like to have some control over the situation she nodded. The vampire really was handsome. His brown hair was silky. His eyes seemed to change colors as she watched. If they had met, talked and know each other and he had approached her she would have jumped at the chance. But not like this. He stepped away from her and smiled. The feeling returned to her body and she could move again. Letting out a breath she waited on him to tell her what to do next.</p><p> “Bra and thongs now,” he instructed waiting to see if she obeyed.</p><p> Shaking she did as she was bid. Slowly the other two items were added to the pile already in the floor. Damian stood admiring her body. He slowly ran his hands over her firm breast smiling. Taking one nipple in his mouth he sucked on it softly. The vein that ran across it he licked softly with his tongue.</p><p> Her body shook as he suckled on her breast. She could feel the edges of his fangs trail along her skin. The sensations in her body were not what she wanted to feel. Her breathing was getting ragged. This had to stop. She stepped away from him. Looking up angrily he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.</p><p> “If you fight it will only be worse. Take the boots off. NOW!” Slinging her roughly on the bed he stood with arms crossed waiting on her to obey him.</p><p> Shaking from the force of his anger she stumbled to take the boots off. Tossing them with the other clothes she sat on the bed trying to cover herself. The heat of her blush ran from her head to her toes. Staring intently at her Damian began to smile.</p><p> “Move your hands so I can see all your beauty.”</p><p> To terrified not to obey she moved her hands to her side. She felt cheap as he looked over her body his tongue sliding over his fangs. Slowly he stepped to the bed and push her back leaning forward he began to touch and kiss her body. Lifting and pushing her up in the bed he straddled her and ran one long nail down her right breast. Where the nail went a bloody line appeared. The pain was sharp but brief. Bending down to her he began to suck and lick at the small line of blood that appeared. Gasping at the pressure from his mouth she began to tremble.</p><p> “Your fear smells so sweet Rhea.” Slowly he added another line on her left breast this one deeper. The other wound was gone. No sign of it ever existing. She began to realize what he could do to her with this kind of power.</p><p> Without willing it her body started to respond to the kissing and attention on her breast. Trying to clear her head she watched in terror as he slashed his way down her body. Licking up line after line of blood. When he came to her pussy he took a deep breath and smiled at her.</p><p> “I think you like this. Certainly smells like it.” His blood cover lips smiled at her as his nail drug along her delicate pink flesh.</p><p> Whimpering in pain she lay there shaking as he sucked to blood from the cuts. Her mind was screaming no but her body cried out yes to his touch. Rising up he smiled at her and crawled up her body. He looked in her eyes with those strange eyes of his own. It was like he was looking into her soul. Blood covered his lips and he kissed her softly before moving down to her neck. Her entire body shook with fear. He took a deep breath and inhaled her scent. Running his long pointed tongue down her neck he almost purred with delight.</p><p> Damian’s eyes were glowing when he looked up at her again. Standing while he looked down over her body hungrily he slipped his clothes in the floor. He was rock hard and huge. Rhea gasped at the sight of him. He was almost 10 inches long and extremely thick. She’d never been with anyone that big before. Laying back down on her he began to kiss and lick her body. </p><p> Rhea could feel the head of him at her pussy. Her whole body shook he was so big this was going to hurt. The pressure of him sliding in made her moan in pain. Taking it as an encouraging sign he pressed harder.</p><p> “Please no,” she whimpered and tried to push him away.</p><p> “I want you to feel this. Don’t make me take over your body again,” his voice purred in her ear.</p><p> There was no stopping him. Trying to close her legs made him angry and he thrust hard into her. It felt like he was ripping her open and she screamed. It seemed to spur him on. He found a rhythm and her body began to respond. Her mind screamed for her to stop. That she shouldn’t be enjoying this but when he looked into her eyes with those now shockingly blue eyes her body melted.</p><p> Her mind knew that he was playing mind tricks on her but she couldn’t stop herself as she met his thrust with her own. Closing her eyes she began to moan. The pleasurable moan turned in to a scream as his teeth sank in her throat just as she orgasmed. The combination of pain and pleasure was insane. It made her orgasm all the harder. Her muscles contracted and began to milk his huge penis. Letting go of her throat he began to moan himself.</p><p> “I knew you would be amazing,” he whispered and began to orgasm deep inside her. </p><p> As he finished he rose up and kissed her softly. She was shaking with exertion. He pulled out and lay next to her brushing her hair out of her face. Wondering what he was going to do with her she lay shaking.</p><p> “I like you Rhea. I think I’ll keep you around a while,” Picking her up he slung her over his shoulder. He took her down the hall and opened a door. The room was richly decorated with a huge round bed in the middle. He tossed her in the bed and reached under to pull out a set of chains. He locked a manacle around each ankle and wrist.</p><p> “Can’t collar that lovely neck. Your blood is too sweet. Rest I shall return.”</p><p> Lying exhausted on the bed she wondered what he was going to do with her. She felt so bad for enjoying what had happened. Closing her eyes she drifted off in to an exhausted sleep. Her dreams were full of visions of Damian. He was never going to let her go. In her visions it seemed that she had been a prisoner for years. The world went on outside of the manor but she would never see it again. In her dreams her captivity had been long enough that her now shoulder length hair hung down to her ass. Her hair and her chains were all she was allowed to wear. Damian constantly used her as he needed. Feeding all of his needs off her.</p><p> Waking from the dreams she opened her eyes to find Damian starring down at her with eyes that now seemed gray. Her breath caught and she shifted away from him. He reached out and pulled her back to him.</p><p> “Fear not my little vixen. You will always enjoy my touch.” He ran his fingers through her hair. Looking at his hand he saw the black dye. He started to laugh. “My little vixen is not what she seems.”</p><p> Reaching down he unchained her and lifted her up. Carrying her to the shower he sat her on the edge of the tub and started a warm shower. Helping her stand he got in the shower with her and ran his hands down her body as the water poured over her. Softly kissing her shoulder he reached for the soap and began to wash her. Damian kissed different spots as he washed her. This gentleness amazed her and she accepted his soft kiss easily. He rinsed her body and smiled at her.</p><p> “Let’s see what my vixen really looks like,” gently he began to wash the dye out of her hair. The black ran out of it leaving her soft curly auburn hair in its place. He washed the two day old makeup of her face.</p><p> “Beautiful. Why were you hiding under all that?” He whispered softly into her ear and finished rinsing her off.</p><p> Damian’s soft touch was much more welcome then the harshness he used the night before. Kissing his way down her body she shivered at his touch. Once he was kneeling he spread her legs and ran that long tongue down her slit. A moan escaped her lips and it made him slip in deeper. He worked that long pointed tongue deep inside her as she leaned against the wall. Before long her legs were shaking. His fingers slipped to her clit and twisted and pulled. It didn’t take long for him to bring her to orgasm.</p><p> Pulling her close after he stood up he kissed her softly. Returning his kiss she felt his leg part hers. His lips moved to her neck and he began to kiss softly. It was only moments before she felt his huge member slide deep inside her. Lifting her leg with his hand he began to thrust hard into her. His tenderness was so unexpected. Perhaps her dreams weren’t what she had made them out to be after all.</p><p> Damian kissed her softly tempting her tongue out of her mouth with his. Once out he sucked it deep into her mouth making her groan. Leaning down he took one hard nipple into his mouth. Moaning she ran her fingers into his hair. He smiled at her his fangs showing. The sensation of him biting her hadn’t been totally bad and the orgasm had been good. Reaching out she moved his mouth to her throat.</p><p> “Take me,” with a breath she knew what she wanted despite what her mind screamed, “Completely.”</p><p> Damian rose up and looked at her surprised. “Are you sure? If I take you completely there will be no going back. You’ll be well cared for and want for nothing. I’ve never meet anyone as beautiful as you. I have to admit you amaze me like no other. You’re eyes call to me.”</p><p> “I’m sure. I’ve never felt this beautiful before. Last night I was scared. I didn’t know it could be this wonderful. I didn’t know you could be so gentle.”</p><p> “It could always be this wonderful.”</p><p> “Take me then,” Rhea breathed. Her mind was screaming at her to stop. Was it her choice or was it his magic working on her? It was too late to change her mind. She put his mouth at her throat and braced herself for the brief pain.</p><p> The pain lasted only a moment as she succumbed to his touch. He made love to her while he drained the life from her. Their matched orgasms hit just as the dimmed in her eyes. Her heart was barely beating when he opened his wrist and let her drink from him. The feeling of his vampire blood burned through her veins and the world began to fade.</p><p> “I’ll be here when you awake my vixen.”</p><p> Her eyes flew open and she sat up with a gasp. Damian looked at her with a smile.</p><p> “Good morn my vixen. How do you feel?”</p><p> She stretched and felt of her neck. There was no wound and no evidence of what had happened. There was no heartbeat in her chest and she knew there was no going back.</p><p> “I feel dead,” laughing she smiled at him, “but wonderful all the same.”</p><p> “I am glad my Vixen. Would you like to take that as your new name along with your new life?”</p><p> “As long as I’ll always be your vixen then yes,” she curled into his side where he lay and kissed him softly. “This was the best Halloween ever.”</p><p> “Yes the night was wonderful. I think our life shall be grand. I shall teach you all you need to know. For now rest. You need to take it easy, your life will be easy from now on.”</p><p> Smiling she closed her eyes and relaxed into her new life.</p>
<p><br />Chapter 5<br />Grandma Carol</p><p>I was the first to notice because they were lost in the passion but they soon were made very aware as dad lets loose a scream of all our names followed by several curses and obvious questions.</p><p>“TRACY! What the HELL are you doing?!” Mom looked up and the color drained from her face as she saw Robert Sr.<br />“Robert….I ….We” stammered mom as she scrambled off Jenn leaving Jenn equally shocked. I froze where I stood. I just stood there frozen, as my father turned and headed toward the door.</p><p>“Wait Robert, please!” begged mom beginning to cry. When she reached him she grabbed his shoulder trying to stop him from leaving. “Please Robert let me explain!” cried mom.<br />“Get your fucking hands off of me you sick bitch!” screamed dad as snatched his arm away from her. I thought for a second he was about to slap her but instead he just wrenched open the door stormed of the house and sped of down the street. Mom collapsed holding the door knob and started crying. Jenn stepped forward to try to comfort mom. I was still too shocked to do anything except stare at my heart broken mom and crying sister and hate him for doing this to them. At least that’s what I kept telling myself anyway. In truth, I was angry at myself for ever getting mom involved in the first place it was bad enough with me and Jenn. Now our whole family was destroyed.</p><p> It had been almost a week since dad had stormed out and no one had heard from him since. Jenn and I had been walking on eggshells around mom all week trying to act like a normal family. On the way to the super market one afternoon Jenn and I decided we needed to either find dad or get mom back to her old self somehow.</p><p>“I think we need to call Grandma Carol and get her to come and talk to mom because mom hasn’t really said a word since he left.” Said Jenn looking at me as we pulled up into the driveway, neither of us had left mom’s side since dad left.<br />“I know we really need to do something but I can’t find dad anywhere I’ve looked and none of his friends have heard from him. I guess Grandma is our only choice.” I sighed as I opened the door.</p><p> Jenn talked to Grandma on the phone all that night after mom fell asleep, explaining everything to her. Two days later, she showed up from two states away. Mom was surprised to see her there so she tried to act normal and avoided any conversation about my father. After A few hours, mom and grandma both dropped the normal act.</p><p>“I know the kids bought you here mother” said my mom.<br />“It’s only because they were worried about you Tracy,” said Grandma<br />“I know they are mom but Robert is gone and I don’t know what to do and I feel like it’s my fault because I gave in to desire” <br />“Yes Tracy you gave in to desire but not desire of the body but desire of the heart, you were raised to think that way so it was only natural that you wanted the same for your family, and your kids accept it and so do you, so what’s the problem?” asked grandma<br />“Robert is gone mother! That’s the problem and he hates me now he thinks I have poisoned the kids’ minds, said mom starting to cry again.<br />“Robert loves you honey he might not accept our lifestyle, but he loves you and as soon as he realizes that he will come back I know it,” said Grandma Carol rubbing mom on the back.</p><p> After a few days with Grandma around the house mom started to cheer up and so did everyone else. We were all almost back to normal selves Jenn was back to her nearly constant sexual innuendo, mom would occasionally play along and she seemed happier. Now that she was feeling better, I felt better too.</p><p> I had to sleep on the sofa because grandma had my bed which was fine with me because the temptation of being so close to Jenn was starting to be too great we hadn’t been with each other since that day because it felt awkward knowing mom was still hurting inside. </p><p>Later that night I went into the kitchen to get a little late night snack for myself. I rummaged thorough the fridge for a while before just settling on one of dad’s beers and the last of the corn chips. I sat and ate them at the table in the almost total darkness of kitchen. Then I heard footsteps approaching</p><p> It was grandma; see didn’t notice me as she came into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. The bright light form the open fridge illuminating her curves in her sky blue nightgown. I could clearly see she was naked underneath it, I saw her big round ass displayed before me as she bent over looking into the fridge. I could see the dark area of her pubic hairs from behind. My dick started to grow hard seeing her big ass wave in front of me. She turned around holding a beer of her own.</p><p> “Oh Jesus Christ! You scared me Robbie I didn’t see you sitting there,” exclaimed grandma as she saw me in the dim light. She sat at the table and opened her beer.<br />“How is mom really?” I asked.<br />“She is more hurt than she is pretending to be and she loves him dearly and feels it’s her fault he left” said grandma<br />“I know she does” I said, “Do you think he will come back?”<br />“I know he will,” said grandma propping her leg up on my lap under the table.<br />I tried to move so she wouldn’t feel my hard on but I could tell she did. She didn’t say anything for a few moments then she began to massage my erection with her foot repeatedly rubbing her foot along my shaft.<br />“I ahh… didn’t mean too, you know” I stammered <br />“Did your old gran give you that monster in your shorts?” asked grandma taking the beer away from her lips.<br />“Well come on, I can’t let my favorite grandson go to bed with a raging hard on like that now can I?” she said getting up from her seat.</p><p> She came over to were I was in the dark kitchen and got down on her knees “Well get it out if you want me to do something about it” she said looking up at me.<br />“You don’t have to do this grandma I just kinda get horny for no reason sometimes,” I said.<br />“Nonsense Robbie, I take it as a compliment that this old gal can still get a few dicks hard,” she said with a smile wrestling with my shorts to get my cock out. Once my big dick did come out she immediately jumped on it she took my full length into her month in one fluid motion. She wrapped her warm soft hand around my base as she moved her month rhythmically up and down my cock. “God there was no way this family had three world class cock suckers in it!” I thought as she took my cock deeper, deep throating me.</p><p> My cock pulsated in her hot month, incest was nothing new to me now but the fact that my own grandmother was sucking my dick had me close to blowing my load just thinking about it, yet alone feeling it. She must have been an expert cause I was about to go insane with the treatment my dick was getting. Her hot month felt like velvet on my dick her tongue massaging against the veins of my cock.<br />“Goddamnit!” I moaned, “Shit grandma I’m gonna cum!” I said<br /> She mumbled “okay” with my cock still in her month and kept right on sucking! She pulled the flesh of my dick even tighter at the base and sucked me even harder twisting her head left and right on my dick.<br />“I’m gonna cum!” I screamed maybe a bit too loudly grabbing her head and slamming it down on my dick and holding it there as I shot load after load of hot sticky cum into her hot throat coating it with my cum. After my last spurt of cum shot into her mouth, I fell back into my chair to catch my breath.</p><p> Grandma got off her knees wiping the cum from her mouth and washing the rest down with her beer. She sucked her fingers dry of cum and said “Beer and cum, now that’s what I call a midnight snack” She kissed me on the forehead and started walking out of the kitchen leaving me to recover. She stopped in the doorway saying, “It got a bit rough there at the end but I think your old gran likes it rough.” She smiled</p><p> I slept like a baby the rest of the night; I awoke the next morning to the smell of freshly cooked bacon wafting from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen the same time as mom and found grandma cooking breakfast.<br /> <br /> She had her back to us frying eggs wearing the same blue nightgown she had gone to sleep in. <br />“Morning” said Grandma to mom and I, Jenn was already at the table.<br />“Jesus mom can’t you at least put on some descent clothes around the kids?” said mom when she saw that the blue nightgown was the only thing grandma was wearing.<br />“Excuse me? When have I ever taught you to be ashamed of your body especially around family?”<br />“Never and that’s what has gotten us into this mess now.” Said mom<br />Grandma put the pan of eggs down a little forcefully on the table.<br />“Listen here Tracy, I feel for you because Robert left I really do but I will never regret the way your father and I raised you” said grandma looking mom directly in the face.</p><p>Mom’s face softened then she said “I’m sorry mom, I really am I just wish Robert were here”<br />“I know honey but he will show up I know it” said grandma serving everyone the remainder of the food.<br />“I hope your right mom,” said mom taking a seat at the table.<br />We all sat down and ate the delicious food it had been a while since we had a home cooked meal so we all enjoyed it<br />“Slept well last night Robbie?’ asked Jenn smiling at me<br />“Pretty good I guess,” I said looking at my plate<br />“I bet you did,” said Jenn still grinning<br />Mom didn’t seem to notice the odd exchange but grandma did and she smiled at me.</p><p> The rest of the day passed rather uneventfully but what I didn’t know was the next three or four days would be the most eventful days I would ever have. Keep in mind this was after I had fucked my sister, then my mother, had a three-way with both and just had my cock sucked by my grandmother the night before.</p>
<font size="2"><b>Southern Comfort</b><br /> By Badlybent<br /> <br /> The construction site was hot and dusty so I stopped by the Brass Tap for a draft to wash away the grit and have a monster grease-burger with the accompanying truck load of fries to refuel. <br /> <br /> The Tap is a Honky-Tonk or a Roadhouse depending on what part of the south youâ€™re from. Itâ€™s just far enough out of town to be, out of site, out of mind, of the local Baptist Christian Ladies Association United Against Fun chapter which means itâ€™s a beer joint. No wine, fancy or otherwise. Doesnâ€™t even sell whisky. <br /> <br /> The jointâ€™s attractions are, cheap beer, cheap food, loud music, and Oh yes a cheap woman or two. Itâ€™s a boots and jeans kind of place. Hiking boots, construction boots, cowboy boots and their female counterparts. A suit would be as out of place as a pole cat at a church picnic. <br /> <br /> There’s a hardwood dance floor and a mighty fine local country rock band on weekends. A couple of pool tables fill the little back room and an ancient TV that sort of shows color hangs over the bar and takes care of the sports crowd. A little something for everybody. <br /> <br /> There might even be what you call your "gentlemanâ€™s disagreement" in the parking lot now and then but nobody ever get seriously hurt. Not a knife and gun club sort a place. It ainâ€™t the Ritz or your family establishment but the Tap’s a safe place to take a date and get loose now and then, if sheâ€™s a good-old-girl, that is.<br /> <br /> The Brass Tap is what we call a "ya’ll come" kind of place.<br /> <br /> Long days make for more work so the crowd arrives later in the summer and not a lot was happening. I ate, then kicked back, ordered a pitcher, and sat at the bar shooting the shit with George waiting for the show to start. Friday night at the Tap is always a show of some kind. <br /> <br /> George is the owner , bartender, bouncer and bottle washer. He cooks and waits tables too when the joint isnâ€™t busy. Itâ€™s a homey place and the regulars all know each other and whose doing what to who and who ainâ€™t. <br /> <br /> After a while the beer worked itâ€™s usual magic and I headed off to leak my lizard and came up short at the door. There was a chick standing at the sink fussing with her hair. Not that it need fussing. She had flowing red hair that draws attention to her like a porch-light draws bugs on a hot southern night. Her name was Violet. She’d been hanging around lately.<br /> <br /> Violet is what you would call cute in a slutty sort of way. Not gorgeous but cute. You wouldnâ€™t kick her out of bed or gnaw youâ€™re arm off getting away the next morning by any means. Sheâ€™s a little young but not jail bait. George runs a clean place. He doesnâ€™t put up with that shit. <br /> <br /> She wears short skirts and low cut tops. Not afraid to show some skin on a warn humid night. Boobs could be bigger but sheâ€™s got nice legs and a great ass. <br /> <br /> Sheâ€™s always with some dude though. Usually one of the frat-rats that come over from the local college. The band wasnâ€™t set up yet but Iâ€™d seen her dancing to the jukebox with some geek Iâ€™d never seen before. Just another college looser to me. <br /> <br /> â€œUhhâ€¦I gotta go.â€ I said. <br /> <br /> â€œSorry, the little girl’s room was in use and I had to go really bad too. Wellâ€¦Come on in. Go ahead, I wonâ€™t look.â€ She waved at the "pisser" and went back to primping in the streaked, dirty, mirror. <br /> <br /> I hesitated a second but nature made the decision for me. I wasnâ€™t about to piss my pants waiting on her to get out. <br /> <br /> Not being exactly your high class establishment, the one urinal is beside the sink and there isnâ€™t one of those privacy things between the two. I got my streaming going good and glanced over. Violet was standing there with the tiniest tip of her pink tongue sticking out intently watching me piss. .<br /> <br /> â€œI cheated.â€ she said, giggled, not the least bit embarrassed. <br /> <br /> She didnâ€™t look away and Iâ€™m not the kind that can stop in mid-piss so I just shook my head and continued to let fly. If she wanted a free show, what the hell. â€œDamn beer,â€ I said. â€œThis is the only trouble with the stuff.â€ <br /> <br /> I made conversation as if this was the most normal thing in my world. Well what the hell else are you going to do. â€œSo what do you think Violet,â€ I said, shaking off I turned to face her, dick in hand. <br /> <br /> "Um.."she said and grinned. â€œIâ€™ve seen worse. Iâ€™d say heâ€™s got potential. So you know my name, and youâ€™re Greg, right?â€ She continued. â€œCan I touch?â€<br /> <br /> I nodded yes to both I guess because she reached out and stroked my dick which by now was making like Pinocchioâ€™s nose, getting longer and harder. And thatâ€™s the by-godâ€™s truth if I ever told it. <br /> <br /> â€œUmm,â€ she mewed. â€œI think I woke up the one-eyed snake.â€<br /> <br /> â€œUhhâ€¦Violet, weâ€™re not going to be alone here long, somebody elseâ€™s gonna need to piss.â€<br /> <br /> â€œYesâ€¦I supposeâ€¦â€ she poutedâ€¦then brightened. â€œWe could go out back if you want to.â€<br /> <br /> â€œAnd?â€<br /> <br /> â€œAnd do what youâ€™re little man wants. What else silly?â€<br /> <br /> She hadnâ€™t let go and by now my â€little manâ€, being a very cleaver little guy, stood in proud salute to her ministrations. <br /> <br /> <br /> â€œWhat about your boyfriend.â€ I nodded toward the barroom. <br /> <br /> â€œNot a boyfriend. Just a date. Heâ€™s decided he likes Rachael better though.â€<br /> <br /> Now that brought a real grin to both of us. Rachael is gay. Everyone knows that. Well almost everyone. I guess someone else is fixing to find out. <br /> <br /> â€œHis loss.â€ Violet said. <br /> <br /> Screwing some bar pick-up out behind The Brass Tap on a hot southern summer night isnâ€™t exactly an original concept. The place is an institution going back to prohibition days when it was a speakeasy. You could write a couple of whose-who books on all the county gentry thatâ€™s got laid back here but it was a first for this rebel lad. <br /> <br /> I soon found myself in the pale moonlight out behind the dumpster on hallowed ground that’s been sanctified by hundreds if not thousands of other horny couples. My hand found it’s way up Violets miniskirt and rubbed her sweet young pussy through polyester bikini panties while she stroked my rock hard cock with equal ardor.<br /> <br /> The place smelled likeâ€¦wellâ€¦like a dump but itâ€™s amazing what the fine combination of alcohol plus sex will do for you. Violet smelled, young, hot, as sweet as honeysuckle and nothing else mattered. Nothing at all.<br /> <br /> Her velvet tongue tasted of honey, of Budweiser, and of desire, as we moaned our lust into each otherâ€™s mouth. The girl was an excellent kisser and soon we were gasping, grouping and dry humping like the end of the world was just down the road and only our coupling stood in Satanâ€™s very path. <br /> <br /> We broke contact long enough for Violet to do a bend-over, flip her little skirt up, and my pants to hit the ground. I yanked her panties down, spread her upturned cheeks and frantically sought her honey hole, the pearly gates of creation itself. <br /> <br /> â€œGod, oh god, hurry. Get it in I canâ€™t wait.â€ she begged. <br /> <br /> I could see that she was already rubbing her love button from the front as my dick made contact and slid home. <br /> <br /> â€œAhhâ€¦â€ I pushed on up inside, her vagina a tight pink glove grasping my hardness. â€œJesus Violet.â€ I said as her pussy milked my cock.<br /> <br /> â€œPound me Greg. God, just fuck the shit out of me.â€ <br /> <br /> With an invite like that, whatâ€™s a young horny construction roustabout supposed to do? I wound up and laid the wood to her. I slammed and she humped. Nothing fancy or sophisticated, just a good old fashioned southern pipe laying. <br /> <br /> â€œHard Greg. Fuck me hard cowboy.â€ Not to be out done she leaned into the task and matched me stroke for stroke, hump for hump. <br /> <br /> The girlâ€™s passion was over the top. She was working it so hard I paused in amazement to watch her hungry cunt consume my cock.<br /> <br /> â€œWhat?â€¦Why did you stop? God donâ€™t stoppppâ€¦â€<br /> <br /> â€œJust watching.â€ I said and slapped her pretty ass. â€œ Go for it. Ride-em cowgirl.â€ I grinned and slapped her upturned butt again picking up the pace once more. â€œGonna get you off gal. Make you cum like an earthquake. Go getâ€™em girl. We’re gonna make it a fucking big one.â€ <br /> <br /> Another slap added a red hand print to her straining ass punctuating my desire. With a groan she just kicked it into a higher gear. Letting everything go she bawled like a wildcat in heat. The girl was a fuckâ€™en treasure. <br /> <br /> My cock could feel her cunt spasm time after time as small orgasms hit her. She was getting close to the big one and I couldnâ€™t hold out much longer either. Her pussy was driving me crazy. <br /> <br /> â€œAhhâ€¦â€ she shuddered and slammed back against me so hard she almost knocked me down. Her pussy clamped down like a vise, holding, gripping. â€œAhhâ€¦Oh god yesâ€¦YESâ€¦!â€<br /> <br /> Violet is a screamer. She sure enough lets the world know when she getâ€˜s there. God love a duck, sheâ€™s a trip. <br /> <br /> â€œCummingâ€¦Ahh!â€ I shuddered in turn as my cock unleashed a torrent of baby juice. <br /> <br /> None of this pull out and squirt in her face shit. No rubber either. One- hundred percent pure high-test rebel cum flooded her vaginal canal as spasm after spasm emptied my balls, filling her tank to overflowing. The excess ran down her legs re-christening this little patch of southern ground once again. <br /> <br /> "OH YES…! Damned Good!" I slapped her ass hard again just because it felt good and because I could. She didn’t mind at all. <br /> <br /> "Fine ass. Mighty fine ass.!" I exclaimed with glee. "Good God woman what a fuck you are!"<br /> <br /> We collapsed laughing at ourselves, at the deed we had done and at the pure unadulterated joy of being young and alive.<br /> <br /> â€œWell, wasnâ€™t that just something.â€ I said. I hadnâ€™t even bothered to pull my pants up yet. â€œGuess I owe you a drink or something. Whatâ€™da you think?â€<br /> <br /> â€œOr somethingâ€¦Hmm.â€ she said. â€œWell..You can take me home and play around some more. That is if you want to?â€ Her smiling eye’s sparkled even in the light of that old North Georgia moon. <br /> <br /> â€œWhat about whatâ€™s his name when he figures out he ainâ€™t getting no-where with Rachael and comes looking for you?â€<br /> <br /> â€œIâ€™d say fuck him but I wouldnâ€™t mean it. He’ll figure it out.â€ She took my hand. â€œCome on cowboy get your pants up. Weâ€˜re gonna go get us some desert.â€<br /> <br /> My old pickup tore a right fair patch in the gravel parking lot spinning rubber as we tore off into the Georgia night hunting more Southern Comfort. <br /> <br /> â€œYee..Hawwww! —–Yaâ€™ll cum now ya hear. <br /> <br /> THE ENDâ€¦Or maybe not. Experience informs this good old boy that you canâ€™t get too much Southern Comfort. <br /> </font>
<p>-LUCKY BLACKOUT -</p><p><br />In the mid-seventies I was an airline stewardess (back when that was the accepted term) on international flights, stationed in Chicago. Like most of the girls I was never in one place long, so we shared a top-of-the-line condo. There were five of us girls full time and four part time, which meant they only paid when they spent the night. Barbara Ann was one of those, born in the Virgin Islands from a native mother and British father. She was drop dead gorgeous, one of those who made the women take notice when she entered a room, much less causing the men to fall all over the place.</p><p>Barbie was average height, but that was the only thing average about her. She was dark skinned, long black hair and the dreamiest of brown eyes. She had small breasts, but they matched her willowy figure perfectly, with a voice and British accent that could make you forget who you were.</p><p>Back then I was stereotypical stewardess material, five-ten, slender, blonde and a full ‘c’ cup. Besides work, my main objective in life was getting laid as often as possible, in as many places as possible, and I was good at my hobby. There were no problems or worries like there are now, all I had to do was remember to take my pill every day. Other than that, anything, anywhere, or just about anyone was a go for me.</p><p>Last few months I had seen Barbie plenty of times, mostly in the terminal, but only a few times when she was coming or going at the apartment. But, one time we both had the same layover in Chicago, well she was finishing her lay-over, I was just coming home for a few days, a rare occasion. There was a bad storm and everything was grounded, I barely got in, so it was just the two of us for the night.</p><p>“So Jordie, what are we going to do tonight?” Barbie asked.</p><p>“You mean besides going out stalking and bagging men, hopefully hung decently?”</p><p>She giggled. “Yeah, that is a given. I mean where?”</p><p><br />“Most in the neighborhood bars know half the stewardess flying out of Chicago live around here and they are dickheads. Won’t even buy you a drink, or take your panties off, they just want to nail a stewardess. Could go out by the lake, or crosstown, and—”</p><p>“In that shit out there? Are you bloody kidding?”</p><p>I laughed. “From someone born in the fun and sun that might look nasty, but it’s just a little weather here. Let me get a shower, and we’ll see how it is.”</p><p>It was really coming down by the time I was ready to go, and I conceded, “Alright, this is a bit nasty. Still, we can go to one or two nearby bars. Hey, we might get lucky.”</p><p>Lights blinked out, and Barbie asked, “Is this lucky here?”</p><p>“Considering we haven’t left yet, yes indeed it is,” I offered optimistically. “And seeing this isn’t that uncommon we’re prepared for it.”</p><p>I went to get the flashlight out of the drawer and ran into her. Barbie’s ultra soft skin sent an electrical charge through me, all of it seeming to end in my crotch. She reached out to steady me and grabbed my breasts, immediately getting my nipples rock hard. “You okay?” She asked so sweetly, just holding them.</p><p>“Yeah, ah, just fine. I thought you were behind me.” She let go of me, and I steadied myself with the counter, and took a deep breath. God, I was glad the lights were off, so she could not see how flushed I was. With the flashlight on I shone it on the counter. “There’s the matches. We have logs for the fireplace and candles around the place, kitchen, living room and bathroom, all the essentials—”</p><p>“What about the bedrooms?”</p><p>“Forget them,” I informed her, lighting the candle in the kitchen. “You’ll freeze to death if the electricity doesn’t come back on. We have to sleep by the fire. Just take a candle in and get into your comfy p.js and ride it out. If we get lucky it’ll only be a few hours, but if not we have plenty of blankets since the others aren’t here.”</p><p>“Maybe, we should go out for a while, it’s kind of scary. Electricity might not be out—”</p><p>“I don’t want laid that bad! We’re warm now. Go out and get cold, it’ll be impossible to warm back up, without a roaring fire, and we don’t have that many logs. We’ll spend the night shivering our asses off.”</p><p>“Oh well, screw them blokes. There’s a six-pack in the cooler, we shall just have to have a party by ourselves. What do we do now?”</p><p><br />“I’ll get the fire going, you go get the blankets off the beds, then we can make a bed,” I instructed, handing her the flashlight. “Do you want to sleep on the couch?”</p><p>“Think it’ll be better if we both sleep on the floor. I heard our body warmth will keep us warmer,” Barbie recommended.</p><p>God, I couldn’t believe I’d be sleeping in the same bed with her, I was going to be drenched, which I was better than halfway there already. I thought about going in the bathroom to take care of the present and future problem. Something I hadn’t done in ages, but I had no good reason to be in there. Besides, Barbie didn’t sound like she was in any condition to be left alone for very long.</p><p>In no time we had a nice bed in front of the fire. A very small bed, and I felt my face flush every time I thought about it, which was constantly. “We have a gas stove, so no eating frozen food. Have jiffy-pop, hot chocolate and marshmallows if you just want goodies. Better take a candle in to get dressed, it is easier,” I said, trying to get my mind off off her.</p><p>Didn’t waste a lot of time getting undressed, or check on my problem, because I was afraid I’d automatically start fingering myself. Barbie wasn’t out yet when I returned wearing my long flannel top and cotton bottoms. I didn’t like flannel bottoms, always made me too hot, and being as they weren’t sold that way, it was always a mismatched set, making me look like laundry day was tomorrow. Since I was here first I chose my side of the bed, one farthest from the fire. It wasn’t much, but I didn’t need any more heat on me for a while.</p><p>I was deep in thought, and hadn’t even heard her come in. “Did you want me to shag some pints?” She asked, nearly on top of me.</p><p>Looking up I cried out, “Holy shit!” Barbie was standing there in a sheer baby doll nightie, a very short baby doll, barely reaching that enticing belly button of hers. With a string bikini bottom, just as sheer, and might have been classified as a g-string. You practically could count the hairs on her full black bush, and her nipples were a shade darker than her dark areolas, which were half the size of her breasts. “T-that isn’t going to k-keep you too w-warm.”</p><p>“Seems to have done all right with you in that department, you’re starting to sweat, love.” She gave me a gentle poke in my right nipple with the hairbrush she was holding. “You want a pint?”</p><p>“Most definitely.” I wiped my forehead, and had to wonder if I’d sent the wrong signals, when she touched my breasts. My right nipple was as hard as it had ever been, tenting out the flannel, which Barbie did not miss. Only thing hotter than my flushed face was my pussy. Hell, I was staring to wonder what signals I wanted to send.</p><p>She gave me the beer, then sat down in front of me, flats of her feet down and legs spread apart. I could see the pink of her pussy, and it was glistening, reflecting the firelight. “So, do you want to have fun?”</p><p><br />“Fun?”</p><p>“Yeah, girl fun? Just because we’re stuck here doesn’t mean it has to be boring and—”</p><p>“You’re gorgeous, but I’m in to men.”</p><p>“Yeah, so am I. But, if you haven’t noticed, there are none about,” Barbie pointed out.</p><p>“I’ve never done it before,” was my only excuse, but I hadn’t come out and said no, nor did I think I could.</p><p>“Don’t worry, it’s completely natural to women. It’s as easy as breathing, and I shall only do things you’re comfortable with. As for you, you can do anything you wish with me.”</p><p>I’m staring straight at her pussy, which now has twice as much pink showing and beads of moisture. This makes me think of mine, and I can feel it’s so hot and wet. I squirm a bit, and think it’s like Poe’s, ‘Telltale Heart,’ I know she can hear it making sloppy noises.</p><p>“How about you try a little kiss?” Barbie suggested. “If you don’t like it, we can just sit here and drink the pints.”</p><p>I still don’t have the words to say, ‘no.’ But, I have the strength to nod my head. She moves closer to me, cutting off my view of her pussy, but brushing her hard nipple against my arm. Had to be an inch long and nearly that wide, easily twice mine. Cradling my head between her hands she brought her lips to mine.</p><p>Don’t know what I was expecting, certainly no kiss like Tommy Jenkins gave me in fourth grade, my first. Probably more like a good-night kiss after having a great time out on your first date with a new man. What I got was a sensation that went all the way to my toes, a warm tingling sensation. As soon as I became responsive her tongue was in my mouth. It was so intense, and I gladly stuck my tongue in her mouth. She pressed harder and I gently fell back on to the bed, without her losing contact with my lips.</p><p>She broke just long enough for me to catch my breath, and her to stretch out alongside me. Her hand was rubbing my stomach as she kissed me again. Her hand slid under my cotton bottoms and over the outside of my panties. She cupped my pussy pushing the wet crotch back into me, letting me know how wet they truly were.</p><p>She broke our kiss and sat up long enough to remove my bottoms, with the only movement from me being to raise my hips up so she could get them off. She didn’t take off my panties, even though I gave her no hint I wouldn’t allow it. Hell, I would’ve gladly ripped them off myself, if she asked.</p><p><br />Caressing my stomach ever so lightly, she just laid back down beside me and we kissed. She slipped her hand under my panties, and ran her middle finger between my inner lips, but not in me. I moaned into her mouth, which seemed to increase her kissing, and she slipped that finger in me, getting a little whimper out of me. She was making me feel so good, I thought I should return the favor.</p><p>Awkwardly groped her a bit before finally getting my hand right and cupping her hot, wet pussy. “Finger me,” she requested.</p><p>It was simple to bring my hand up, then under her panties, and back down to her pussy, easily sliding my middle finger in. Besides mine, this was the first pussy I had ever touched. It seemed so much more than mine, softer, hotter, wetter, slicker, and muskier.</p><p>Her hand was now unbuttoning my top and soon those silky soft lips were nuzzling my nipples, while she went back to fingering me. She was rubbing my clit with the palm of her hand while diddling me with two fingers. I climaxed and she let me calm down and catch me breath.</p><p>Running the handle on the hairbrush over my panty covered slit she kissed me. “You know what the best thing about me not being a man?”</p><p>“Uhn-uhn,” is all I can pant.</p><p>“I don’t go soft, ever!” She kissed me again, then sucked in a mouthful of my tit. “Love, I say you’re going to cum at least twenty times tonight. Want to bet me?”</p><p>“Uhn-uhn.”</p><p>“You want your wet panties off, and me to eat you?”</p><p>“Uh-huh, pl-please-e.”</p><p>She took my top off before getting rid of my panties. Placing my legs over her shoulders she buried her face in my muff. Again, I thought I had been ate before, but none of those men were within light-years of what she did to me. Licking, fingering, sucking, nibbling and tongue fucking me, all in random patterns, and in a random fashion.</p><p>Once I was climaxing, she didn’t ease up, she had a hold of my clit like a pit bull, sending me into wave after wave of orgasms. Another first for me.</p><p>I don’t know what happened, but when I was finally able to speak only thing that came out was, “You want me to do you?”</p><p>“Yes! Please, yes, if you want to.”</p><p>An hour ago I would’ve never thought this possible, alright maybe an hour ago it did cross my mind, but a day ago I had definitely never thought I might find myself in this position. “I think so.”</p><p>“You do not have to, if you do not—”</p><p><br />“No, I want to, definitely want to.” I ran a fingertip down her cheek. “Just not sure what to do, or if I’ll be able to please you, but I want to please you.”</p><p>Laughing she started peeling off her clothes. “Trust me, baby doll, you will do just fine, I am betting on you being a natural.” Barbie was out of her clothes and straddling my head, burying her face back in my pussy.</p><p>Once again, I had no clue of what to expect, but being as she had a stronger smell I figured it’d be the same in taste. Not that I go around tasting myself, but I had on occasion, being slightly curious. I wouldn’t call it stronger, spicier, more tart yes, thicker, yes, an altogether pleasant sensation, definitely yes! A woman slipping and sliding all over your face moaning into your pussy, and with no fear of choking to death, or even gagging, it was sensational and then some.</p><p>I did as Barbie had, this and that, repeating what she seemed to be enjoying most, while trying out other areas. Wasn’t long til she was climaxing, and I went for her clit, which was now larger than mine had ever been, making it an easy target to find and grasp between my lips. My chin was flooded with a slick warmth as my lover screamed into my pussy. After a while she quit climaxing and I let go of her clit like she had done to me. I licked her outer labia and ran my tongue into her, lapping up that sweetness which was everywhere, again like she had done to me.</p><p>Wasn’t expecting what came next, Barbie stuck her tongue in my butthole, getting me to tense up like when a man used to tell me he slipped, and cause for me to stop everything. No one had ever done that to my butthole, nor had I ever asked anyone to. I was about to crawl out from under her when I noticed it felt good, damn good.</p><p>Just lay there a bit, with Barbie’s pussy on my face, trying to figure out was happening, what I was feeling, what I was going to do. It was then I noticed those low contented moans were coming from me as my bottom squirmed around trying to get better contact on her tongue, as she worked two fingers in my pussy. Now she had a finger in my butt and she was licking all up and down my crack. I was purring like a cat.</p><p>I was soon doing the same to her little bottom and did a good enough job she was purring loudly, just prior to us both having a tremendous, as well as long orgasm together.</p><p>When through she crawled back up to me and started kissing me. Judging by her face she wasn’t the only one who had flooded the place. She sucked on my nipple and swirled that talented tongue around it before inquiring, “You lose that bet?”</p><p>“I’ve no idea, but my guess would be, yeah, a while back.”</p><p>“Hm-m, you don’t sound all that convinced, maybe that will change shortly. And I would have won the other bet too, you are a natural,” Barbie informed me, as her mouth got to work, and her hand slid down my belly. “This will warm you up for your real fucking.” In no time she was running the hairbrush handle in my pussy, while sucking on my clit, giving me two more orgasms.</p><p>While I panted she gave me a kiss. “Have to pee, be right back.”</p><p>Could not even nod, just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to catch my breath, thinking about what she meant by a ‘real fucking.’ I didn’t know what she might call it, but that was the best fucking I had ever had before.</p><p>“All right Love, you ready to get serious?”</p><p>Took all my strength to turn my head, and I couldn’t believe what I saw, Barbie standing there, wearing a strap-on dildo, a big one. It had to be eight or nine inches long and three inches thick. Her wicked smile sent a shiver down my back, and my nipples got hard.</p><p>Stroking the rubber dick with one hand Barbie made a circular motion with the other hand. “On all fours, baby doll. I am going to fuck your sweet pussy, then do your bum.”</p><p>My butt was virgin, and I didn’t even think about protesting, just rolled over, then rose up on all fours. Barbie rubbed the small of my back saying, “Love, put your pretty head on the blanket and your little bum up in the air.”</p><p>Did as told, managing to croak, “Be gentle.”</p><p>She rubbed the small of my back while kissing my butt cheeks. “Always love, always.” Barbie licked my sopping wet slit. “Any time you want to stop, say the word. What do you want, baby doll?”</p><p>“You’re as beautiful of a lover as you are a person.” I lay my head on the blanket. “I want you to take my virgin butt, then I’m going to eat your pussy.”</p><p>“Um-m, sounds delightful.” She ran that thick head up and down my slit. “As I said, you can do anything you want to me, if you are sure you want to.”</p><p>I giggled. “Oh, if I was ever sure about something in my life, it’s I want more of your pussy, a lot more.”</p><p>She slid that big pecker in me, without me even wincing. I was in heaven, her slow-fucking me to two orgasms before slipping the hairbrush handle in my butt. She got hold of my clit and set me off on wave after wave of orgasms. I was squealing and screaming so much I thought someone would bust the door down to see who was getting killed. After a dozen hard orgasms and at least as many normal ones I was surprised I had not passed out.</p><p>Barbie pulled out of me and I fell over on my side, then she rolled me on to my back. Giggling she kissed my nipples, then up my body to my mouth. By the time she made it to my mouth I had recovered enough to kiss her back, holding her tight to my body. She brushed the hair off my sweat-covered face. “You are one sexy woman, very hot, very sensual. It was my pleasure to please you.”</p><p>“No way, it was all my pleasure, time and time again.” I kissed her, sucking her tongue into my mouth, then giggled. “I was a little scared you were going to fuck my bottom with your big pecker, but loved what you did.”</p><p>She gave me that wicked smile and kissed me on the chin. “Baby doll, I am going to fuck your little bum with my big wanker.” My eyes got huge, and she chuckled, cupping both of my breasts. “Not to fret, it will be fine. You needed a little break, and are going to fuck me, before you get yours.”</p><p>“Do I get to wear the dick?” Barbie gave me a nod, and started undoing the straps. I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, getting her to coo. Was really liking this being in control thing. “Want you on your back, so I can take care of these lovely titties properly. But first I get my dick and your pussy.”</p><p>“Um-m, like the way you think, Love, a natural lady pleaser indeed.”</p><p>Barbie helped me strap my dick on, then lay back and spread her legs. I didn’t hesitate even for a second, just dove right in to her pussy. Didn’t take long to figure out why men aren’t as talented as women at eating pussy, their dicks get in the way. Took me trying a dozen different positions before I could get halfway comfortable with the monster attached to me. Still, I managed to give Barbie a pair of orgasms, before crawling between her legs.</p><p>Sucking her nipples and kissing her I took my time inserting my rubber dick in her pussy. Started a nice slow fuck, and was really liking this, almost as much as Barbie. She made near as much noise as I had, and came close to as many orgasms.</p><p>I pulled out and lay beside my beautiful lover, kissing and caressing her. “You were wonderful, pretty lady, even gave me an orgasm.”</p><p>“Well,” Barbie giggled, “you handled it like a pro, and I do not have a clue how many you blessed me with.” She reached down and gave the dildo a little tug. “You ready to get this wanker from outside of you to inside?”</p><p>Was so horny, no hesitation this time, had my dick off, handed it to Barbie, then planted my face in the blanket, wiggling my butt in the air. Could not wait, started fingering both holes and Barbie laughed. “Guess I do no not have to ask about your bum this time.”</p><p>“Not a chance. I want you taking my bottom, then if I’m still alive I’m going to do your bottom.” I pulled her to me and kissed her. “But first I’m going to eat your pussy.”</p><p>Swatting me on the butt Barbie laughed. “My goodness, you have it bad, trying to make up for a lifetime of missed pussy in one night.” She kissed me. “I’m very happy and proud that night was with me.”</p><p>“If I have anything to say about it, this won’t be the last.”</p><p>“No, that is definite.” She kissed me and cupped my pussy, sliding her middle finger in me, getting me to coo. Barbie ran her hand down my back. “Now my love, I am going to fuck your bum.”</p><p>I was going to suggest getting the baby oil out of the bathroom, but I was soaked, from the small of my back to mid-way down my thighs. She licked and fingered my butthole, before attempting to fuck me, which she did masterfully, again not even getting me to wince. While Barbie was busy with my butt I did my pussy with the hairbrush handle, knowing where my next check was going to, toys.</p><p>That wonderful rubber dick and her got me off another handful of times, before it was my turn. This time I ate her delicious pussy before strapping on my dick, and judging by orgasms I did a fantastic job.</p><p>There was no doubt I lost the bet long before we fell asleep, hell she would’ve probably won if the number had been a hundred. We woke in each other’s arms and started all over, keeping at it until she was called in to work at eleven-thirty. Have no idea when the electricity came back on, and hadn’t even stoked the fire. There was no need, we heated the place up nicely all by ourselves.</p><p><br />We worked out our schedules to get as much down time as possible together, even flying in for each other’s layovers. It was great, all these foreign cities, where we now could go out and see the sights, since we weren’t concentrating on who was going to be between our legs for the night. Not to say we didn’t go out with men, we did that as well. Even shared men and women upon occasion, but those are other stories.</p><p>Barbara Ann married an aristocrat, assistant British diplomat to be precise, and lives back in the Virgin Islands, where I stop by from time to time to remind her about the lucky blackout we both had. And every time she wins the bet.</p><p>[B]Thanks for the entry.[/B]</p>
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain and I wrote it down. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what’s good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. Please feel free to repost this in any non-pay site but it would be nice if you could let me know where. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. Comments are always welcome and appreciated.
We’re The Millers: Extended Scene By Muhabba
Story Codes: MM/FF
So, the Millers are at the RV park and Kenny needs help impressing Molly Quinn so Casey decides to take pity on him and help him out learning how to kiss. Suddenly they’re interrupted by Rose and David and Rose decides to help. And scene…
Kenny’s eyes shot wide open as Rose’s warm, wet tongue explored his mouth while they all sat on the couch. David was eating a bag of chips across the room as he watched his pretend family kiss. “There ya go,” he said no-nonchalantly. On the other side of Kenny, Casey waited, a little upset at Rose for trying to take over her attempting to show Kenny how to kiss.
Rose broke the kiss and sat up, Kenny’s eyes still wide. “You feel that?” she asked. “What I did with my tongue?”
Kenny could barely mutter, “Yes, ma’am.” He was in a daze by the feel of Rose’s talented tongue inside of his mouth.
Rose smirked at Kenny’s stunned expression. “Show Casey what you just learned,” she said, motioning to the young girl.
Casey pulled Kenny in for the kiss, eager to feel what he had learned from Rose, despite being upset with Rose and David interrupting her and Kenny. It wasn’t that she liked the big geek but she did like the idea of being in charge of his first kiss. His tongue slid past her pink lips and caressed the wet insides of her mouth causing her eyes shoot wide open in surprise as he performed Rose’s trick. “Whoa!” she said, pushing Kenny away, surprised as her pulse began to speed up at the kiss.
David could tell that Casey had enjoyed the kiss as the tips of her small tits were hard and poking up beneath her shirt. “Wait, hold on,” he said, putting his bag of chips down and pulling out his phone. “I wanna get a picture of you with the first girl you every kissed.” He aimed his phone at the boy and with the two beautiful women on ither side of him. “There ya go,” he said as he focused his phone. On the screen he saw Casey pull Kenny in closer, pressing her firm, young body against him as they kissed deeply. “Make it a good one,” he said as his pretend children explored each others’ mouths.
As he turned his phone to video record, David aimed his camera at Rose. Hoping he could steer this into a more interesting arrangement he said, “Rose, why don’t you get in there.”
Rose leaned in a pressed her firm body against Kenny’s back, her tits rubbing across his shoulders as she smiled at the camera.
“Mmm hmm,” David cheerfully murmured. “Photobomb it,” he said, trying to direct the action.
Not wanting to be outdone by the younger girl Rose pulled Kenny away from Casey. “This is getting better, it’s getting better,” she assured the young boy who still looked stunned. She pressed her more rounded body against him as she kissed him more deeply, putting more passion into it than before. As they began to make out she ran one hand up and down his thigh, stopping just below his groin, teasing his now stiffing dick.
Casey glared jealously at the kissing couple. At any other point in her life she would have been repealed by Kenny, he was such a nerd! But she refused to let Rose out-do her. She pulled Kenny back to her and began kissing him again, deeper, harder, rubbing her young body against him.
David bent down to get a better angle on Casey’s ripe body. His dick began hardening as he watched the young couple make out and he continued trying to direct the action. “Use your hands,” he said to Kenny. “You got so much fun stuff, use your hands.”
Casey pulled one of Kenny’s hands up to her chest, letting him palm her small tits through her shirt. She moaned appreciatively even though he had absolutely zero technique. He just squeezed the pert breast over and over again but at least she had up’ed her game from Rose.
Kenny felt completely lost. He had no idea what was going on. He’d of course been attracted to Casey but she acted like she hated him and now she was kissing him and letting him feel her up. And now a strange pressure was building up in his penis.
Rose smirked knowingly at Casey. “This little bitch thinks she can out-do me,” she thought, realizing what was actually happening and amused by the young girl. She unbuttoned her top completely as she pulled Kenny away from the slutty little girl before kissing him with all the pretend passion she could. She gripped his wrist and pushed his hand inside of her shirt to squeeze one of her larger, silky tits, his fingers instinctively slipping inside of her bra. He scooped her tit out and began squeezing with absolutely no technique at all, but she moaned lustfully into his mouth any way as he grunted.
Kenny’s eyes had shot open again as Rose shoved his hand inside of her open shirt, causing him to grunt as he came for the first time in his life. If only it wasn’t in his pants. His hands instinctively squeezed her firm tit as she moaned into his gaping mouth. Her hard nipple scrapped against his palm as his hand moved around, drifting in lazy circles and she continued using her tongue in his mouth.
Casey glared evilly at Rose and Rose gave her a malicious wink as she continued kissing Kenny, keeping his attention away from her. In a flash Casey threw off her shirt and bra, baring her petite, firm tits to David’s phone and not caring. There was no way she was letting Rose win. She yanked Kenny away from Rose and pulled his head to her chest, his arms swinging around in surprise as she thrust her small chest out. He immediately sucked in a small, hard nipple and began sucking on it like a hungry calf as she moaned, “Yesss, Kenny. So good,” and his arms nearly knocked her off balance. She moaned mostly to keep his attention from Rose but there was a small part of her mind that couldn’t help but find it pleasurable.
Zooming in with his phone with one hand David used his free hand to rub his aching prick through his pants. “That’s it. Work ‘em, Kenny. Work those pretty titties,” he said, trying to direct the action. “Just, ah, try not to poke anybody in the eye,” he warned when he noticed how wildly Kenny was swinging his arms around.
Rose glared at Casey who just winked at her. “You’re not winning this,” she mouthed to the teenaged girl as she began unfastening her slacks. She shimmied out of her pants, top, and bra, revealing her tits and thong covered ass to David’s phone. She yanked Kenny away from Casey, nearly ripping his shirt, and thrust her larger tits into his face and he eagerly began sucking. “Mmm…” she moaned as she spread her tan, toned legs and gripped his wrist, bringing his hand to the warm junction of her toned and tanned thighs.
Kenny moaned around his mouth full of tit as Rose slide his fingers into her panties. Rose’s surprisingly firm tits were the same golden tan as the rest of her sexy body and he started to imagine her sunbathing topless but suddenly lost the ability to think as his fingers found the wet, hairless slit between her legs. His fingers slowly parted her dewy lips as his middle finger slid into her wet, hot pussy and his finger began to slide in and out slowly, her tight pussy gripping down on him as she moaned in pleasure.
“Oh yeah,” David said cheerfully as she got down on his knees and focused his phone between Rose’s out spread legs. “Work it, Work it!”
Casey, not caring about her partial nudity in front of a group of people she didn’t even like that much, stared daggers at Rose. Rose just smirked at her as she rolled her hips up to meet Kenny’s questing finger as she began panting in pleasure. Thinking quickly Casey stood up and pulled her pants and underwear down, showing her glistening pussy with it’s small strip of pubic hair to David’s phone as she sat down on the arm of the couch and spread her slender, pale legs, her dewy labia parting slightly to show her pink insides. She angerly yanked Kenny away from Rose again, nearly ripping his shirt collar, and shoved his head between her legs. “Oh yes, Kenny!” she shouted lustfully as she rolled her hips and began humping his face as she smirked at Rose.
Kenny moaned into Casey’s wet cunt. Showing all the technique he had with his lips and hands he began lapping away wildly like a over eager puppy. His tongue fluttered against her wet labia and the pink insides as it flew around wildly, occasionally hitting her now hard clit. Every time he accidentally hit a good spot Casey would buck against him and gave out a small squeak. His arms still flayed around wildly until she gripped his wrists and brought his hand to her chest as he continued his enthusiastic licking.
David pulled his hard cock out and began jerking off with one hand as he continued recording with the other. “Work it, Kenny. Work it,” he said as he shuffled around trying to find the best angle to record. “Toss that salad!”
Rose accidentality made eye contact with David and he casually presented his cock to her and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “Why not?” She pointed at his cock and mouthed, “Never.” He just shrugged his shoulders again and smirked as he happily went back to filming. She rolled her eyes at him before pulling Kenny away from Casey’s cunt. The young, panting girl gasped out, “Hey!” as Rose shoved Kenny against the back of the sofa. Her experienced hands quickly unfastened his pants and she crawled off the couch and knelt between his legs. She yanked down his pants and underwear, freeing his hard, sticky prick and with years of cock sucking experience she bent down slightly and inhaled his cock, swallowing over half of his length in one smooth motion.
Kenny’s eyes bugged out and he nearly choked on his tongue as Rose swallowed his dick. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she lashed the length of him with her tongue and began bobbing her head up and down. If he hadn’t of already cum he would have shot his load right there as the sexy stripper sucked his cock. One of her hands wrapped around the base and began jerking him up and down as her other hand pulled at his cum filled balls, massaging them firmly. He looked around helplessly, not knowing what to do as Rose circled the tip of his prick with her tongue, his arms over his head and just slightly swaying. Her warm lips were stretched around his shaft as her hand slid up and down his shaft, her tongue working against the large vein underneath his prick. “Oh geeez…” he mumbled.
Casey put her hands on her hips and huffed. As much as she didn’t particularly like Kenny he had been right on the edge of making her cum. She watched as Rose’s head bobbed up and down on his cock, swallowing his dick over and over again until her view was blocked by David and his phone. Rose had even stolen the old pervert’s attention. Judging by the look on Kenny’s face Rose was a pretty good cock sucker but she refused to lose to the older woman. She stood up, blocking David’s view with her perky ass, and Kenny’s eyes darted from her small rack to her wet cunt as she timed Rose’s head bobs. Just as Rose’s lips were on the sensitive tip of Kenny’s cock she shoved the older woman off and straddled Kenny’s lap.
“Oh yeah!” David shouted out. “Ride that disco stick,” he said as he zoomed in to just below Casey’s pert, little ass.
Rose leaned over towards David’s ear. “’Disco stick’? Really?” she whispered.
David kept his phone pointed between Casey’s pale cheeks. “What? That’s a thing kids say.” he whispered back. “Right?”
Rose just rolled her eyes at David again while he went back to his recording.
With both of the women off the couch Kenny found something to do with his hands: gripping the couch cushions as Casey gripped the base of his cock and lowered herself down onto his prick. He nearly began hyperventilating as her little pussy touched the tip of his cock and her labia slowly parted as her wet, tight pussy slowly enveloped is prick. He had no words to describe the feel of her cunt. It was wet, tight, hot and felt better than anything he had ever felt before in his life. As her tight pussy swallowed the last inch of his prick he closed his eyes and threw his head back in pleasure.
Casey struggled to get Kenny’s hands to stop gripping the couch but when she finally freed them she brought them up to her tender tits. She yanked his head up so he could watch her as she slowly rolled her hips and began riding his cock. “Oh, Kenny. You feel sooo good,” she moaned. With as horny as she had made herself trying to one-up Rose she wasn’t even repulsed that it was Kenny she was fucking. His hard prick stretched her tight pussy walls in all the right ways and she didn’t even care that she was doing all the work as she pistoned herself up and down on his pole. She looked over at Rose and grinned as she mockingly said, “Oh, Kenny yes. You feel so good. Sooo good.”
Rose stared at Casey and raised a eye brow as if to say, “Really?” She took a step back and then turned around, facing away from the horny group as she hooked her thumbs around the elastic of her thong. Bending at the waist she slowly slid the thong down, baring her thick, round, juicy, golden ass to her fake family.
Casey’s eyes locked on Rose’s ass, impressed so much that she stopped her movements on Kenny’s cock. Kenny forgot to keep breathing as Rose bared her ass to them, even forgetting he was in the middle of losing his virginity. And David almost forget he was recording. Almost. He quickly focused his phone on Rose’s rear end, not even able to come up with a sarcastic statement as Rose’s heart shaped ass was pointed straight at him.
Rose slowly stood back up and turned around, happy that everybody’s eyes were glued on her most prized possession and the reason she made as much as she did at that shitty little club. She stepped up to Casey and tapped her on the shoulder. “Good job, sweetie. But let me show you how it’s done.”
David couldn’t decide where to point his camera, on Casey slowly pulling herself off of Kenny’s cock or on Rose as she hooked a finger under Kenny’s chin and used it to lift him to his feet.
Rose turned around again, pressing her thick ass against Kenny’s cock, trapping it between her fleshy, firm cheeks. She wiggled her ass against the stunned boy and smiled as she hooked him under his chin again and slowly knelt down, bringing the boy with her until she was on her hands and knees with him behind her. She looked over her shoulder and winked at Kenny. “Do it. Do it, Kenny. Fuck me,” she said coyly. She felt him place the head of his prick at the entrance to her wet cunt and she said, “Uh uh. Higher up.”
Kenny stammered, “Bu, bu, bu… but that’s your, your…”
“Yep,” Rose said matter of factly. “Now, fuck me.”
Kenny positioned the tip of his prick at the puckered entrance to Rose’s ass and gripped her hips as he pressed himself slowly into her thick, up-thrust rear. He kept up a slow, steady pressure as his sensitive cock-head pushed into her tight ring and he pushed slowly but firmly, letting her unbelievably tight ass slowly part around him, gripping him tighter than he could have imagined. He continued pushing until, with a grunt, he slid the last hard inch of his cock into his pretend mother’s heavenly ass.
Rose purred as Kenny filled her with everything he hand and she licked her lips hungerly. She looked over at David who stared at her with a mix of disbelief and amazement as she reached up and grabbed the naked young Casey’s wrist. She pulled her down to her knees next to her and looked up at her face. “Casey, you remember what I taught Kenny to do with his tongue?” Casey nodded numbly at her. “Then lay down on the floor.”
David’s hard, throbbing cock nearly exploded at the sight of Casey on her back with her legs spread wide and Rose lowering her head to the young girl’s wet cunt. “Oh, yeah!” he exclaimed. “Munch that rug!”
Rose glared at David. “David, shut the fuck up,” she said sternly.
“What?” David asked defensively. “I’m directing.”
“Fuck!” Casey shouted out in frustration. With everything she had done with Kenny and then him stopping from eating her out and making her cum, and then Rose saying she was going to use her tongue trick on her, she was becoming desperate. “Shut the fuck up, David,” she growled as she reached out and grabbed David’s cock. Using his prick as a hand hold she yanked him over to her, causing him to shout out in surprise, and shoved his cock in her mouth, sucking him off in a effort to keep him quiet.
Losing his balance and nearly falling over caused David to lose his phone as Casey began licking and sucking his cock. He barely noticed the loss of his phone as he moaned while Casey’s lips stretched around his prick and her warm tongue circled his cock-head. He stroked her hair from her face so that he could watch her angelic face as he began rocking his hips to fuck her sucking mouth.
Rose watched David’s phone fall to the floor. “Finally,” she muttered as David began fucking Casey’s face. With David finally distracted she began rocking her body back and forth, fucking her thick ass with Kenny’s hard prick. She grinned in satisfaction at the fact that she had won. She’d stolen Kenny’s attention from Casey and teased David so much, and made him so horny, that he’d completely forgotten filming them in a effort to get off as she ass fucked herself with Kenny’s dick. “Ha,” she chuckled as she bent down over Casey’s hot, wet pussy.
Kenny’s eyes were locked on Rose’s tan ass, his hands were on her hips, and he drooled a little as she rocked herself against him.
Casey’s slender neck began hurting as she tried to bob her head up and down on David’s rigid cock so she stopped. She raised herself up on her elbows and let him slide himself in and out of her mouth while she sucked hard and lashed the underside with her pink tongue. Suddenly she let out a small “Epp,” of surprise as she felt Rose’s tongue touch her horny cunt. She moaned out in pleasure around the cock thrusting in and out of her mouth as the older woman nuzzled her dripping pussy. Rose licked up and down her lust swollen labia before sliding her tongue partly inside of her and caused her to groan as Rose’s talented tongue teased around her wet hole before slowly pushing itself inside.
David threw his head back and groaned in pleasure. As far as he could tell the better that Rose did licking Casey’s young cunt the better Casey did sucking his cock. “Un-fucking-believable,” he muttered. “Best. Road. Trip. Ever!”
Wrapping her arms around Casey’s slender legs Rose tongue the girl harder, driving her talented tongue into her tasty hole. She was having trouble concentrating between rocking her round ass against Kenny’s stiff prick and licking Casey’s wet hole, but she was enjoying the attempt. Even David couldn’t decide between looking at her between Casey and Kenny and Casey’s face as she sucked his cock. As far as everyone in the RV was concerned she was pure sex. The feeling of being desired by everybody around her was nearly orgasmic by itself and her sexy body shivered in pleasure.
Kenny was suddenly shocked out of his sexual stupor by a now familiar pressure building in his groin. It took him a second to remember it as the feeling that he was about to cum. “Oh, oh, oh geez!” he stammered as he began flailing about again, his body began bucking wildly as he lost his grip on Rose’s hips and fell backwards, his arms swinging around and his cock pulling out of Rose’s spectacular ass as he landed on his butt. His cock erupted, spewing his cum wildly over Rose’s lower back, ass and the back of her toned thighs.
“Mmmph!” Rose gasped as Kenny’s sudden thrashing threw her into orgasm. Her pussy spasmed, her cum sliding down the insides of her golden thighs as she felt Kenny’s cum raining down on her. She shoved her tongue as deep into Casey’s cunt as she could and performed her tongue trick again, making the young girl cum with her.
Casey’s eyes shot open wide as Rose performed her trick inside of her pussy. It was like hitting a switch, the moment Rose’s talented tongue performed it’s trick she came. No build up, no anticipation, she just came. She squealed in pleasure around David’s cock as her hot pussy spasmed and her thighs clamped around Rose’s head. Her hips rolled and bucked uncontrollably, the lower half of her body working on it’s own as she shuddered and her wet cunt spasmed, her juices flowing out of her, sliding over her compacted ass and soaking into the floor.
“Oh fuck, yeah,” David groaned as he pulled his cock out of Casey’s mouth. He’d had better blow-jobs, and figured Casey would have been more skilled judging by the guys she usually hung out with, but the sight of Rose and Casey cumming pushed him over the top. He aimed his cock at Casey’s gasping mouth before inspiration struck and he aimed his prick at Rose’s face.
The tip of David’s cock suddenly filled Rose’s vision. “You dirty…” she started to gasp out before his prick suddenly erupted. She closed her eyes as she tried to turn away but wasn’t quick enough, his thick cum coated her and even managed to shoot into her mouth as he finished draining his balls on her face and hair. “…fucker!” she finished saying as she spit his cum out on the carpet.
“What? What’d I do?” David asked innocently. “It’s a fire hose. I can’t control it.”
Suddenly the door to the RV opened and the beautiful red haired girl Kenny had been practicing kissing for walked in, seeing what she thought was a happy family covered in each others’ cum.
The Millers all stared up at the red haired girl from the floor.
<div class="smallfont post-title"> <strong>Winner of the 100 Words or Less Story Contest</strong> </div> <!– / icon and title –> <!– message –> <div id="post_message_133536"><em>One hundred words in 15 minutes. By the way, Bent, most sites call this sort of thing flash fiction.</em> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Even while my clothes were being torn away from my body, I couldn’t believe it was happening. The man had come from nowhere, laughing at my struggles to escape. His rough hands bruised my skin — claiming my pain for his pleasure. I tried to retreat into my mind, pretend to be somewhere else. He would have none of that. <br /> <br /> He cupped my chin in his hand and whispered, "Look at me." <br /> <br /> He opened my cunt with his shaft — stretching me wide. His eyes penetrated my mind and soul — leaving no part of me untouched. <br /> <br /> <br /> I need to feel that again.</div>
Originally Posted by niteowluk2003 here -> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/48623-Challenge-Entry-Chapter-II
The Winning Entry –
Chapter II Challenge By With_lust
"Denise?" Tentative knocks on a door, swung it further in with each tap. "Denise… this is hard for me." Gloria ignored the, "Get out," and tried to ignore the, she supposed it was dance music. But the mechanical thrum was nothing like she had listened to as a teenager. "Did I overhear you saying you were going to make love to a boy tonight?"
"No Ma, I said I was going to fuck him." The light voice of teenage girl with an edge, "Big difference."
"Honey, you should be a virgin on your special day, like I was." Not that she felt different the day after.
"Ha! His ass might be a virgin but I’d doubt I’d keep him cherry that long." She turned back to her laptop. Clicked on Iggy and the music changed. "You’re three years to late anyway."
The older woman slumped against the door. "Three years? But then you were only… you’re only seventeen."
"Almost eighteen, besides I’ve been on the internet in places you couldn’t dream of."
"You’ve been sexually active for three years?"
"Yeah, get with the program. The first time was pretty bad. Sad really…" Awkward came to mind. "But the next one was good. Now the third guy was great. I rode him till I broke him. Of course I didn’t have a strap on back then so I rode him cowgirl till it wouldn’t work anymore. He was slick with my cum all the way to his chin. Now I peg them till they squeal."
"Yeah, strap on a cock and fuck his ass till he breaks. And they break. They all do. You really don’t know a man till you’ve pegged him to a wall."
"You fuck them?" It was too much. "Please turn off that music. It’s disgusting. How can you listen to it? Oh my god, are they talking about…"
"Pussy, They’re talking about eating pussy." Denise spread her legs and ran a hand below her skirt. "So were you really a virgin?"
"God what a fool."
"I’m not a fool." Her mouth was going dry. She needed a drink
"Well it explains how you got stuck with a dickless wonder."
"Don’t say that about your father, and how would you know anyway?"
"Family beach time Mom, his moose knuckle looks like a doggy’s paw."
"Do you even know how out of it you are? You’re like a refugee from that Amish show."
"What Amish show?"
"Pick any of them they’re all the same. Clueless and in need of a good fuck."
"Why are you saying these things?"
"Maybe I’m tired of this fake family. Pretending everything is great. Maybe because I watched you eat shit from grandma for years. Maybe I was just waiting for you to get up the nerve to have a mother daughter chat." She stared at her mother’s eyes. "Wait are you drunk again?"
"No, I’m not, certainly not drunk…" Her voice fell off, "we’re not fake."
"But you’ve had a few. Drinks anyway. Ever have an orgasm?"
"No." Her eyes welled up.
"Fake orgasm, fake family."
"You can’t miss what you’ve never had. And my mother was a saint."
"Bullshit! You always miss what you don’t have, even if you don’t know it. And saint? God what a laugh. I heard her rip you for years. She tore a little piece off you every day of your life, and glued em back on with spit. One stiff breeze and you’d fall apart. Or are you going to melt in a bottle of Stoli?"
"I’m not…" the heels wobbled a little, "drunk."
"Ever fuck around? No? No wonder you’re crazy, never had a good lay. Too bad, I always hoped Daddy wasn’t our father."
"Then you wouldn’t be here."
"Oh I’d be here. I’d just be different. Maybe I’d have tits like you. Maybe you wouldn’t be a lush."
"Dear you’re lovely, you have plenty on top." Insincerity both recognized.
"All this," Denise ran her hand across her bosom, "is a well crafted lie. You’ve given me nothing. Maybe I’ll have Daddy buy me a pair since I’m as small as he. You gave Danny boy a cock as big as your tits."
"Dan is big?"
"Get out of the bottle and maybe you’d notice him throwing a bone every time he looks at those puppies." Denise slid open the desk drawer, "Here’s what you need." The massive dildo flopped out, jiggling on the desktop. "Take that to the balls and you’ll… Well then you’ll know."
"Are you insane?" She focused on the flopping mass of latex. "Who could take that?"
"Yeah I’m crazy. Who wouldn’t be in this place." She grabbed the dong near the balls and shook the monster in her mother’s face. "Anybody can take this. You just have to want it." She tapped her mother’s tits with it. Nipples prominent through the blouse. "You want it. You just have to admit it. Only one thing of value in this world and if you touch it right, it’s a pleasure spike straight into your brain. You’ve let yours go to waste your whole life." The dildo tapped Gloria under her skirt. "I could turn you into a pool of jelly. I could blow your brains right through your skull. But you’re still the scared little bitch that grandma made."
"I’m not a bitch." She looked down at the floor.
"Prove you’re not some beat down dog. Or do you need another drink first?" Denise held out the pink pill with a smiley face. "Take this."
"What is it?"
"Quit being your mama’s bitch and take it or I’ll shove it up your ass." The helmet ran under the skirt and along her pussy. "Down a shot with it and meet me by your bed."
"But-" The dildo stopped her as it jabbed into her crotch.
"Shave that fucking twat too." Gloria stared at the pill in her hand. "I said, now bitch!" Denise watched her mother scurry out of the room. "I don’t want to see a fucking hair!"
T-shirt hit the floor. Denise stroked her fat pink nipple seemingly out of place on such a small breast. Yeah, fake tits would do. Not as big as mom but something to give some shape. She dropped her shorts and grabbed a garter belt. Black straps were going to frame her ass nicely. A full ass was her major attribute. That and being forceful. Hose rolled up the smooth flesh of her legs. Locking into the straps. She grabbed the harness inserting the monster. A small phallus locked into her pussy keeping the harness from slipping. Black heels to clatter on the floor and intimidate. Delicate hands dug into the dresser drawer and grabbed a crop and pairs of handcuffs. Bold and firm just like with your best friend and you own her. Ten inches of manhood lanced before her as she strode toward her parents room.
"Get a move on slut!" She threw the cuffs on the bed.
"Coming." Gloria emerged from the bathroom.
A gasp greeted Denise. She smiled at the sound. "Get on the bed."
Gloria was frozen, staring at the massive dong between her daughter’s legs. The biggest cock she’d ever seen. The only male appendage she’d seen other than her pitiful husband’s. A firm step and the crop connected to Gloria’s hip breaking her amazement. "Get on the fucking bed!" Another snapping swat put Gloria in motion. The bed bounced like her boobs. Ass jiggling as the crop made contact for a third time. A cuff slapped against a wrist dragging it toward the bedpost. Her right arm was quickly captured as well. Head forced down into the pillow. Gloria resisted but the hand gripped tight and pushed her down. When she stopped struggling the hand moved back, stroking the older woman’s spine. The fingers felt the shivering, a quaking of the pale flesh. Slaps across the full cheek of her ass. Gloria jumped as much as she could.
"Spread em bitch." Knees went wider as the crop slid into the crack of the ass. "I should punish you."
"Shut up you fucking cunt!" The crop came down squarely on the pussy. "I should punish you." A sob brought a daughter’s smile. "I know you resent me. Daddy’s wrapped around my little finger and you hate it." The crop slapped against the side of Gloria’s boob. "You always put me down whether you know it or not. Know why Daddy gives me everything? Because the only woman a pathetic guy can satisfy is a daughter. He doesn’t have to sexually perform for me." Just a touch with crop brought a cry. "He just has to give me everything. Everything I want. I should punish you. But I’m going to be generous. I’m going to make you a woman." Fingers ran along the vulva. "Smooth." A finger slid along the crack. "Has the pill kicked yet. Does my voice feel like a song?" Frilly pink flesh began to show. "Do you hear the music of my voice slut?"
A heavy moan, followed, "Yeesss!"
"There’s nothing but my fingers touching you, cunt. My fingers own you." They stroked back and forth dragging her to arousal. "Get wet for me slut."
The voice was a lyric in a song about sex. A song Gloria was no longer deaf to. She could feel the voice as much as she could feel the fingers opening her up. They played with her. They slid in the river flowing down her thighs. They moved beside her clit. They ran alongside her engorged button. Her moaning became part of the song and the percussion was starting to build.
"I’m going to own you slut. I enjoy owning people. Daddy gave me taste for it. The internet schooled it. You’re never going to say no to me again. You’ll beg me to own you." Denise felt the tremor as the pussy took her fingers. "Here it comes slut." Denise climbed behind her mother and slid the cock between moist lips. It moved along the same path her fingers had traced. The fat head lingered at the edge of Gloria. A slow thrust moved passed the opening.
Gasps! The moans. The first time she really felt something pushing her pussy apart.
"You’re tight slut. Enjoy it while it lasts." She pushed, burying a third of the cock into flesh. She held there while her whore adjusted to the monster. Her hand sank into the flesh of her mother’s ass. Pulling back and then the plunge. She started to work up a rhythm. Going deeper. She felt the power in her own pussy. It rocked her with each pump into her mom. The balls began to bang into her mother’s box, she was home.
Gloria remembered being called a slut by her mother. Why didn’t she see it as a challenge. The pressure pushed her gushing walls apart. The drumming of her clit was vibrating her brain. Rising with every contact of pelvis to ass. She bit the pillow, stifling the scream. "Oh my god!" Gloria shattered as the orgasm hit and broke her. It wasn’t over. It would never be over. The song continued. Rising again. The cock between her legs was everything. Time would never exist again as the velvet shocks came again.
Denise was sweating as she rode her mother down. A body limp on the bed. Sweat dripped onto the form. Denise unlocked the harness and left the cock buried in her prize. She rolled off. And saw him standing in the door. Naked. Grinning.
"That was so fucking hot."
"Think you can do better, brother?"
"Sure I’ll take a ride."
"You’ll owe me a hundred then. This ain’t free." She looked at the body. "Got to hydrate my slut first, though."
"How much to give you a ride then?" The hard flesh pulsed.
Denise wanted him, on her terms, "Just you, as my slave."
<p>Waking up in bed, the first thing I notice is that I am very wet. Did I pee myself out in my sleep? I reach down and touch the sheets under my naked butt, but no, just a tiny spot of wetness… </p><p>My hand goes up to my pussy. Jeez – soaking wet! And not only wet as in horny, I must have had a "wet dream", because this is cum juice – no doubt about that. </p><p>And suddenly I remember what my dream was…. Re-dreaming it, I keep my hand where it is, slowly moving one finger between my wet folds. My pussylips are still swollen and the clit start responding to my gentle touch…. </p><p>In my dream, I was ona sigthseeing abroad with my husband. <br />Suddenly a hand slides around my waist, turning me around to face a stranger. Yes, stranger.. but still something disturbingly familiar. He smiles down to me, and speak in a soft voice. </p><p>- Sweetheart! It’s been so long! I almost forgot how beautiful you are.</p><p>And then he lower his head and kiss me. His lips nibble at mine for a second, the tip of his tongue probing to get inside my mouth. <br /> I know this man somehow… can feel it in my inner soul that this is right! Him kissing me is the most natural thing in the world, and I respond to the kiss. His tongue invading my mouth, flicks softly at mine. I twist my head a bit to the right and suck his tongue… just as if I did this a thousand times before.</p><p> His body, tight against mine, fits perfect to my curves. His one leg between my thighs in perfect position for my pussy to be squeezed, his chest at my breast crushes them so lovely, his hand on my lower back holding me close.<br /> I feel how my whole body respond to him – we are melting together, becoming one…. just as love stories describe. </p><p>- What the hell are you doing!</p><p>My husband grabs me by the shoulder, tearing me away, furious.</p><p>-Who the hell are you?</p><p>The stranger looks at me, smiling.</p><p>- She is mine, and I am taking her back. </p><p>- Are you both gone crazy?! This is MY wife, and I dont know what the hell you were thinking kissing her. As for you, Kristin – do you know this man?</p><p>I look at my husband, unable to answer. The stranger grabs my chin and turn my head to face <br />him again.<br /> - How could she ever forget.. she were mine for much longer than you’ve know her…</p><p>And then the dream switches… me and this stranger that I somehow know, is in a private room. Ripping off eachothers clothes, we are both burning of lust. My eyes caresses his naked body, the gorgeous spear of flesh that throbbes in front of him as he watches me step out of my panties.<br />he grabs them, lifting them to his nose and take a deep breath.</p><p>- I missed the smell of you, honey.</p><p>- The smell and the taste of your pussy, the feeling of your tigth pussy wrapped around my cock! </p><p>He pushes me to the wall and lift my one leg up. Bending his knees a bit he places the tip of his erection at the entrance to my vagina<br />Slowly, painfully slow he push himself up and inside me. His dick stretches my soft love canal. <br />It feels like he re-opens me, that somehow my pussy never was filled the way it should have been before. With a hard push at the end he burries himself deep inside me.<br />His teeth and his tongue at my neck paints burning drawings on my skin. His one hand crushes my breast when he start moving again.<br />Sliding almost all the way out of me before thrusting deep and hard.</p><p>- Oh my God! <br />I scream of pleasure and can do nothing but holding on to his shoulders.<br />He fucks me now – deep, rough and fast. Every thrust almost lifting me off the ground, nailing me to the wall.</p><p>The feeling of his desires, his lustful moans and the shive rin his body as he starts to cum, pushes me over the edge.<br />Wonderful waves of soothing satisfaction starts running through my body.<br />- Oh Bent… I’v missed you too!</p><p> </p><p>October 2007 Story of the Month from <a href="http://www.bluestories.com/">www.bluestories.com</a></p>