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I think I was in about the 7th grade when I started noticing girls' feet and feeling turned on about it. It started off pretty simply. I liked it when girls wore plain white ankle socks. I'd start getting aroused when I'd see a girl in short shorts and socks, or when watching them taking their socks off. This was also about the time when I started looking at porn (hentai being a big part of my porn appreciation development), and though I didn't really have a foot fetish that I could identify as such per se, one of my favorite things was when a girl wore nothing BUT a pair of white socks. One day I was in science class in the 7th grade, and there was this cute hispanic girl who sat in my field of view. She always wore flip flops and she would dangle them, or arch her foot, with her instep against the ground, heel in the air, and I could see the soles of her bare feet. I identify this experience as the first time I started wondering what her feet smelled like, and began thinking about sucking on her toes and licking her soles, stuff like that. As before it pretty much progressed from there. As the next several years went by I became more and more turned on by female feet, actually starting to watch them intentionally and look at porn with feet included. Maybe not foot fetish porn specifically for a while, but that kind of activity would definitely start shortly after the experience which was the reason for my writing this post. I grew up in the suburbs of Austin, Texas. One hot Texas summer day when I was about 15, my best friend at the time, who I'll call Sarah, rode her bike all the way to my house to play some Street Fighter (she was a total tomboy/anime nerd). We lived in different neighborhoods, but went to the same middle school and had become best friends and stayed that way for a few years. Now our neighborhoods were probably at least six miles apart from each other, but we were young, fit, and full of energy and excitement about it being summer and getting to do basically whatever we wanted during the day, so we often made the bike trips to each other's houses. Truth was, we were attracted to each other, but she had a boyfriend. Not that that stopped me from trying to be with her, but I digress. So she showed up at my house sometime in the mid afternoon, all hot and sweaty in these butt-hugging jeans (which, yeah, did make her cute little butt look amazing, btw), a black, girl's tee, and classic black and white converse. What an outfit for a six mile bike ride in 100 degree weather, right? Anyway, we played Street Fighter Alpha 3 for a while, and I admit, I was kicking her ass the whole time. Somehow, we started wrestling playfully on my bedroom floor. We took a break, just kinda laughing and goofing off. At some point she took her shoes off, revealing to my pleasant surprise, her bare feet in black toenail polish, which had started to peel off I guess because of sweat, or having been on those plump, juicy toes for a couple of days at that point. I know this sounds like something an avid foot lover would fabricate, because yeah it's straight out of a scenario from one of the pics on this site, but I kid you not, that smell, vaguely of vinegar and honey and sweat and the rubber soles of her shoes (you know, that perfectly sweet stink that could ONLY come from a teenage girl going barefoot in converse and completing strenuous physical activity in the summer heat). Now, I was an only child, I had no sisters, and had never had like, a REAL girlfriend at that point, so although I had been curious and turned on by the IDEA, I had never been smacked in the nose with that sweet feminine stink before. Until then I wasn't sure if I would like it. Well, let me assure you now, that, yes, I FUCKING LOVED IT. I must have gotten a boner instantly, I mean, I don't know how I could NOT have. So somehow we ended up wrestling again, this time on my bed. At one point she laughed, shoved her foot right in my face and said "Smell!" Now I knew she was kidding, or trying to gross me out, so in order to do the same to her (but I think subconsciously to fulfill my own horny teenage desires), I grabbed her foot and did just that, pressing my nose against her toes and taking a nice big sniff. I remember distinctly that her toes were still sweaty and sticky, which of course drove me crazy. Now, remember that pic at the top of the post? Her feet actually looked very very similar to that. She had that kind of shapely, plump, meaty foot. Hard to describe it with words, but they were incredible like that. We were both surprised for a second at my reaction, but what was even more surprising was that she didn't seem particularly grossed out or anything. She kinda just looked at me with wide eyes. Kinda jokingly she was like "EW! Do you have a foot fetish or something?" Not really feeling embarrassed or ashamed of that, and being that she was my best friend who I could be honest with, I told her "Yeah actually I kinda do." Then she was like, "So you like my smelly feet?" (or something like that) and again I was honest and told her that I did and that I thought she had really cute feet. She laughed playfully and, kinda lovingly making fun, she shoved her foot in my face again. I happily took her foot in my hands and sniffed it again. This time she didn't pull it away, but kinda just watched me do my thing. I think she was really more curious than anything. Since I was in so deep already, I just kinda candidly asked her if I could massage her feet. She didn't have a problem with that, and she let me. We laid on my bed while I rubbed her feet, sniffing them periodically. Eventually I got the courage to ask if I could maybe suck on her toes. Again I think she was curious, or hell, maybe the idea turned her on too, because she let me. I was in heaven, and boy did I go to town on those toes, even stealing a lick of her soles from time to time. She asked me if it really turned me on, like, sexually. Since things had gone in my favor up to this point, I remained honest with her and told me that it did, and I mentioned that I was kind of embarrassed because I had an erection which was becoming pretty damn noticeable in my shorts. She said something like "Yeah I noticed, it's alright..." What happened next damn near made my head explode. I remember her kinda biting her bottom lip and sliding her one foot up the leg of my shorts while I tended to her other with my nose and mouth. She started wiggling her sweaty and sticky toes on my hardon. Of course, being 15, and only having had one blowjob and a couple of movie theater handjobs at that point in my life, it wasn't long before I shot my wad on Sarah's toes. In my recollection it was the biggest load I had ever popped off up to that point. She was kinda turned on I think, at least her face indicated she was. She pulled her foot out of my shorts and, I guess in order to be silly, she wiped her cummy foot on my shorts. Small price to pay for what I had just received as far as I was concerned. We never really talked about that incident again and of course, eventually, life took us in opposite directions throughout high school (we went to different schools) and into college. However, from that day forward, I was in love with feet. I haven't really been able to duplicate the experience since. I mean, I've sucked on girlfriend's toes and gotten a footjob or two since then, but I guess it was because it was the first time my fantasy had come to life. Plus, a lot of girls my age don't go around barefoot in shoes AND shove their foot in your face the way a 14 year old girl would. Furthermore, much to my dismay, most of the girls I get involved with these days somehow bring up that they think feet are gross, so I don't mention my secret desire for fear of grossing them out. I guess I may never have that kind of excitement again, and that's ok. Sometimes, when I'm all alone, I'll think back to that hot summer day, and rub one out, a dedication to my Sarah's perfect feet. |
It was a Tuesday night, and as such it was on my schedule to head to the 24 hour gym where I have a membership. I was 17 years old at the time, and a senior in high school. I was involved in a lot of sports and extracurricular activities, and as such I could only make it to the gym during some of their least busy hours. Although it was usually late at night when I could get a chance to get in an extra workout at the gym, keeping my fit form was important to me, and so I did what I had to do to make it work. Although only at an average height, about five feet and 8 inches, I had worked hard over the years and acquired a very desirable physique. I was cute to boot, what with my blue eyes, creamy Caucasian complexion, and my short yet roguishly appealing black hair. A lot of girls in my school were interested in me. I, however, had, shall we say, other(italic) interests. The gym was usually more or less empty at this time of the night, but I nevertheless came prepared each Tuesday night. At the times When I went to the gym, I made an effort to carefully choose the sexiest workout outfit I could find. On this particular night I had chosen a pair of black silk short shorts which would serve to accentuate my firm yet voluptuous buttocks, and my sleek, muscular thighs. The shirt I was wearing was a white sleeveless wife beater which was a little too short for me. This of course, was also part of my strategy. Having a long- standing appreciation for classic fashion, I had chosen to wear my oldest pair of black and white converse all- star high tops. I entered the sparsely populated gym and checked in with the vacant attendant at the front desk. Tonight it was a chubby Hispanic male, more concerned with whatever he was doing on his phone than the goings on in the rest of the gym behind his back. After signing in I always started my workout with a little cardio on the elliptical machine. After about ten minutes I had worked up a decent sweat and got my heart rate going. I went upstairs to the area where all the weight lifting was done, and briefly surveyed the area. Across the room was an older man, maybe in his mid 60's, pathetically curling a thirty pound barbell. A little closer to where I was standing was a college aged girl with blonde hair, doing squat thrusts in the corner. Slightly disappointed but undeterred I began my own regiment with some pull-ups and some lateral exercises It seemed as though it would be yet another uneventful evening. And lo, after approximately fifteen minutes there entered a ray of hope. He was taller than me, standing at about six feet and 3 inches. He must have been about 26 or 27 by the looks of him, and he had the body mass of a true body builder. This hunk of man had a lightish brown crew cut and big brown eyes. His chin was chiseled as if it had been crafted by a master sculptor The same apparently applied to other parts of his body as well, but more on that later. "Probably straight as an arrow," I thought, and continued my regiment as usual. Over the next twenty or thirty minutes though, I started to notice him frequently looking in my direction. I wasn't sure if I could confirm his interest in me, so I decided to give him a bit of a show and gauge his reaction from there. I casually moved into his line of sight, while still keeping a reasonable distance. I faced the mirror and kept my back turned to this sexy stud muffin. Pretending to stretch, I widened my legs and slowly bent over, sliding my hands down my toned legs and grabbing my ankles. I quivered a little as my shorts wedged themselves in between my ass cheeks. Peeking up at the mirror I could see this hot hunk of man meat's eyes fixated on my tight butt. I could have sworn that I saw him lick his lips. Thinking quickly, I devised a plan. After letting the guy watch me for several minutes, I headed over to the bench set, and loaded an amount of weight that was just a little bit too much for me. I began to lift and after a few repetitions I began to struggle. To my excitement, the man approached me. "Need a spot, bro?" He asked, slightly amused, but with a devious smirk on his mouth. "That would be great if you don't mind. Sure," I replied. "I'm Damon," I said. "What's your name?" "I'm Colin," he said with a smile. "Nice to meet you, Damon." "Likewise," I said, preparing to lift. "Ready?" "Whenever you are," said Colin, and I began to lift. I think it was during my second set when I intentionally slid up the bench to where my face could be aligned with Colin's crotch. I could notice the beginning stages of a bulge taking place under his tight bicycle shorts, which ended at the middle of his monstrous thighs. The sight of his bulge, and the light scent of his ball sweat through his shorts shot a sensation through my body which perked my own penis' interest. Colin didn't say anything, but looking up at him, I could tell that he had noticed. Being the confident cock warrior he was, Colin made the first move by intentionally moving his hips forward, his now growing bulge grazing the bridge of my nose. This in turn added to my own excitement, which Colin took as an invitation to continue. Looking around the gym, we could see that we were now the only two people left in the building, save of course for the attendant at the desk at least twenty yards away and obscured by machines and the building's support columns. As Colin increased the frequency of the contact made between his covered genitals and my face, I began to gain more of my own confidence. "If you keep doing that," I finally said, "You'd better be looking for something a little extra." "what might you have in mind?" Colin asked, a devilish grin spanning his lips. "Can I show you?" I asked, laying the barbell down on its supports and placing my hands on his hard, rippling thighs. Colin looked around and with a shrug he said, "By all means, cutie pie." "I always like to get a steam after exercising. The workout usually only gets hotter in the steam room." I said. "As do I," said Colin. "By all means, lead the way." I stood up from the bench and the two of us passed through the locker room to the pool area where the steam room was located. I could barely contain my growing arousal as we entered hot, steamy chamber. Colin closed the door behind us and I removed my shirt, a thin layer of sweat already adding shine to my rippling, slender core. Colin followed suit, tossing his shirt onto the tile bench which lined the length of the wall. His half naked body reminded me of the Greek gods of myth. I could see myself becoming engulfed in his herculean embrace, his powerful arms holding me tight against his massive chest and abdomen. I slowly approached the shiny man-god, who waited in anticipation. I slid my hands around his slick, rock-hard waist. He in turn wrapped his arms, like the trunks of trees, around me, sliding his large, masculine hands up and down my sweaty back. Our lips met in a passionate kiss as our members made contact with each other beneath our shorts. As we kissed, Colin slid his hand down the back of my shorts, groping at my firm buttocks. I slid my tongue into his mouth and he slid his fingers between the cheeks of my ass. "Mmm.." I moaned, wiggling my behind to allow his fingers better access to their obvious target. We could feel our pricks swelling against one another as Colin stroked my anus gently with his middle finger. I pulled my lips from his, and kissed a trail down his well-built pectoral muscles, and over his eight-pack abs as I lowered myself to my knees. Finally I was eye-level with his impressive bulge. I looked up at Colin, who gave a lusty sigh as I ran my hands up his thighs. Slowly I curled my fingers around the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. He stepped out of his shorts and kicked them to the side, now wearing nothing but his shoes and a pair of classic white briefs. I slid inward, closer to his crotch, and as I pressed my face against it, I began to salivate as I felt the pulse of his massive manhood which awaited my services. I kissed his cock over his briefs, opening my mouth wide over its head, letting my warm breath break against it. "Ooh you're a big boy aren't you?" I said with a giggle. "May I please see it?" Colin couldn't say much, except: "Uhnn.. Yeah. Take it out, baby." Of course I was happy to oblige. I looked up into Colin's eyes and bit my bottom lip as I slowly peeled open the hole in the front of his briefs. Reaching my right hand into the opening, I gently pulled out his near full erection. My eyes widened and a little gasp escaped my lips as I feasted my eyes on his beautiful phallus, which was adorned with a dolphin style piercing. "Wow.." I said, looking back up into Colin's eyes. "That's one big fucking dick.." I began working his shaft with my hand slowly, gently twisting at the head and base. The god-like cock throbbed warmly in my hand until it reached its full length. It must have been eleven inches long and four inches thick. My mouth was seriously watering now. Lifting up his dick to expose its underside, I ran my tongue upward along his shaft from the base and flicked it against his cockhole. I repeated this measure several times, looking up lustfully at Colin as I did so. Colin closed his eyes, and saying nothing, leaned his head back in pleasure. Once I could resist no more I puckered my lips and touched them to his helmet head. Pushing my lips down over his knob, my lips widened to accommodate the rest of his thickness. Colin's meaty cock was so savory, like a smooth, sweaty sugarcane. It was so irresistible, I became driven by a primal urge to take his full length in my mouth. I did so, surprising myself, as well as my recipient, as my throat muscles loosened, allowing me to take Colin's full length down my throat to its hilt. Slowly I elevated my mouth back up to his cock's head where I applied suction. As I lowered again, I ran my hands up the backs of his thighs and up under the back of his briefs, massaging his hard yet luscious ass cheeks. Colin ran his hands through my hair, pulling it and guiding my head as it bobbed up and down over his juicy cock. After several minutes I pulled my mouth from his cock to catch my breath. A long stream of precum ran from his tip to my bottom lip. I aptly approached his cock with mouth again, licking the precum from the tip of his dick. I looked up at him again, my face now flushed with uncontrollable desire. "My God... Your cock... It tastes so good." I said, almost out of breath. "I want to drink every drop of your hot sticky cum." As I leaned in to get another taste of his cum cannon, Colin gently touched my chin. "Later... For now I want to play with you a little." Colin said, almost out of breath himself. I smirked and stood up, moving over to the bench against the wall. I laid on my side with my legs splayed open seductively. "Well then," I said, "Come and get it." Colin moved over to the bench and sat at my feet. He took me by my right ankle, and started to untie my shoe. "Careful there, stud," I said, "I forget to wear socks today so my feet might be a little stinky." I giggled. "Mmm, that's just how I like them." Colin said. He had finished untying my shoe and proceeded to slip it off of my size eight and a half foot. He lifted my foot up under his nose and I wiggled my toes a little. "Mmm that feels better." I said. Colin put his nose right up against my toes and took in a long whiff. "Oh yeah, you were right. Your feet are nice and smelly. Like honey and vinegar." He said, beginning to kiss the sole of my sweaty foot up and down. After sniffing my toes a little more he began to suck on them, darting his tongue between all of my toes, savoring the flavor of every one. I slid my hand into my shorts and began stroking on my already completely erect cock. After a couple of minutes of dragging his tongue up the bottom of my foot from heel to toe, Colin stopped and reached for my other foot. "That one's clean now." He said. He untied my other shoe and slid it off. "This one though," he said, "is still nice and sweaty and stinky. I think it needs a nice tongue bath too." He stuck his nose into my shoe and inhaled deeply. Then setting the shoe aside he began to suck on my freshly exposed foot, still sticky with workout sweat. "Mmm that feels good." I said, continuing to massage my dick under my shorts. I began to rub my other foot along the length of Colin's shaft, gripping his helmet head with my toes and wiggling them all over it. I could feel more of his precum leaking out in between my toes. Colin watched me stroking myself. After a moment, and to my temporary disappointment, he stopped worshiping my foot. He leaned over me, the way a man does as he prepares to ravage his lover. As Colin gripped the waistband of my cute little silken shorts and pulled them down past my knees and over my feet, he was surprised and excited to see my little pink g-string thong, with a little white ribbon on the front under the waist. My smooth, plump balls dangled out of one side, while the front of my panties peaked like a tower, tented up by my raging hard-on, which bounced ever so slightly as my blood pumped through it. Colin leaned over me and gently rubbed the palm of his hand on my cock over my panties, gently massaging my balls with his other hand, and periodically licked them and savoring their sweaty flavor. Slowly I closed my eyes and wriggled with pleasure, biting my lower lip. I wrapped my right leg around his waist and rubbed the sole of my foot up and down his left buttock. Removing his hand Colin could see the wet spot on my panties where my own precum had seeped through. Colin slid down my body, becoming eye level with my cock tent. He stuck out his tongue and started licking the tip of my dick through my panties, making "yummy" sounds while he tasted my precum. "Do you like my cute little panties?" I asked, looking down at Colin, my fingers running through his short brown hair. Colin looked me over, his eyes glazed over, drunk with lust and desire. "Oh yeah D... Goddamn you're so fucking sexy" was all he could manage, obviously having reverted most of the blood flow from his brain to his still throbbing member, continuing to leak precum on my naked thigh. Reaching down I scooped some of his precum from my thigh with my finger, bringing it back up to to my lips. I happily sucked his juice from my finger and squealed in delight. Colin obviously couldn't take any more of this. His natural male instincts had finally taken over. I looked into his eyes, and though saying nothing, he must have heard my mind saying "Then come and fuck my brains out, baby." Colin began the final leg of his conquest by moving my g-string to the side. It was the tip of his nose I felt first, pressing against my pink puckered anus. Slowly and with intention he sniffed my butthole, beginning to stroke himself. Next it was his tongue, which he used expertly, dragging the length of it over my hole, the tip of it entering me. He gripped my ass with both hands and lifted my waist off of the bench. He buried his lips and tongue into my sweet rosebud, savoring every moment. I lifted and spread my legs farther apart, granting him easier access and offering him his final welcome. Since the bench was rather narrow, fucking in the missionary position seemed unlikely. Colin sat up against the wall with his knees spread apart. He looked like a barbarian king, sitting naked on his throne, his massive manhood towering powerfully into the air. His mighty rod reminded me of a proud young soldier, brimming with confidence. He was absolutely irresistible, glistening with sweat in this hot, steamy fuck chamber. I moved down to the floor and knelt before him, once again taking his huge cock in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down over his eleven and a half inch serpent, salivating over it to prepare it for its entrance into my most sacred and intimate of parts. I slowly slid my mouth up over his tip and replaced it with my hand, with which I gripped him tightly, turning and squeezing it as it moved up and down his increasingly slippery shaft. My mouth hovered over his testicles and began to tickle them with the tip of my tongue, occasionally fitting one into my mouth and applying a great deal of suction. Longer translucent streams of precum leaked from his cockhole, which I spread around his helmet. "Come on baby, come get on this dick and take a ride." Said Colin. I didn't need any other invitation. I climbed up onto the bench and straddled him in the standard cowgirl position. Squeezing my ass cheeks, Colin tore my g-string, allowing himself full access to my hole. With my right hand on Colin's left shoulder, I reached down with my right and touched the warm tip of his dick to my entrance. I quivered with arousal at this contact and slowly guided him in. I lowered myself down upon his shaft inch by inch as it began to sink ever deeper into my asshole. Finally I could feel his gigantic balls rubbing on my ass cheeks, and I knew he was in me, balls deep. As I began to wiggle on top of his cock the initial pain quickly turned to unbelievable pleasure. I started moving my hips in small circles, letting him stir his wholly satisfying fuckstick within my tight and starving fuckhole. Once my anus had become accustomed to the length and girth of his cock, I began to move up and down on top of him, slowly at first and building up momentum as we both began to lose control. Before long Colin's aggressive, masculine nature took over, as he began thrusting in and out of me in time with my movements. His hands holding tightly on my ass cheeks, spreading them ever further apart, Colin began to slam me down hard over his dick. With every stroke of our sex, my ass sucked his cock of its precum. I could feel the pleasant sensation of his warm, gooey pre-ejaculate building up inside me, and leaking down the sides of his cock, air tight as our connection must have been. As we writhed together in ultimate pleasure, my cock, which at a healthy eight and half inches still seemed dwarfed compared to his, rubbed up and down against his sweaty, glistening abs. I wrapped my arms around Colin's neck, bringing us closer together so that my cock could slide between his bulging ab muscles. When I said "Fuck me harder, baby," Colin fucked me harder. When I said "Fuck me faster, baby," Colin fucked me faster. It wasn't long before he was fucking me absolutely silly. After several minutes I couldn't hold out any longer. Upon one Colin's upward thrusts, I felt the slight vibration at the base of my cock, which quickly turned to an intense tingle through my shaft, finally ending in a gratuitous burst of cum from the tip of my swollen member, which landed warm and sticky all over Colin's chest and abs The little bit that made it to his chin he licked off with his tongue. "Oh, shit-- I'm gonna fucking cum!" Colin said. "Y-yeah?" I replied, continuing to bounce on his cock, my own still pulsating and spurting out more of my own cum onto his stomach. With my hands I rubbed my cum into his skin like a lotion and licking his chest, savoring the sweet concoction of his sweat and my own cum. "Yeah... yeah, baby, it's about to.. It's coming!" Colin said, frantic and nearly out of breath. "Wait!" I said. "I told you I wanted to drink every drop of your cum!" I lifted myself off of his naked cock and back down to my knees where I lowered my mouth over his dick again and took it down my throat to the hilt. Using my lips and mouth for suction, I swirled my tongue around the underside of his cock nice and slowly. I had to admit that his cock tasted a lot better after it had been pounding my little anus for the last few minutes. This was apparently enough to cause the cum eruption of the century, as load after load of his hot, pearly ejaculate filled my mouth. I tried to keep up, swallowing each load of cum that burst forth from his cock, but there was so much that it began to dribble out of the sides of my mouth. Colin continued to feed me load after load after load of his cum, and I felt like I was trying to drink from the best kind of fire hose I had ever heard of. Colin moaned loudly, lost in his own world of total erotic pleasure. Finally, he began to tire, and he removed his now only semi-erect cock from my lips. Swallowing the last bits of cum in my mouth, I licked my lips and the sides of my mouth to collect whatever was left. I made sure to give his cock a nice cleaning, just to make sure I made good on my word not to waste a single drop. I loved the way his thick, warm, creamy cum felt as it slid down the back of my throat. If only I could have a steady supply I would surely become an addict. My body spent, I laid on the floor of the steam room, gently rubbing my cock and massaging my anus in a state of post coital bliss. Colin Joined me on the floor and took me in his arms. Our naked, sweaty bodies lay there spooning; Colin's cock nestled cozily between my ass cheeks. A real gentle man, he gently massaged my now-going-flaccid gland as we breathed heavily in the quiet, the only sound coming from the steam filling the room. "I guess tonight was my lucky night." I said, smiling, cuddling up against him. "If only I could multiply you a few times over, I'd never run out of that delicious cum of yours, and I could suck your cock all day long." "Suppose you could." Colin said coyly. "Give me your number and I'll show you a whole new world." "Intriguing," I said, "But what exactly are you talking about?" "Meet me here same time tomorrow," He said, "And you'll see what I mean." |
[b]She said she Loved Me She was on one of those dating site on the web and as soon as she seen his picture she knew she wanted him. So she sent him an e-mail and hoped he would respond. The next day she was surprised to find a response from him. He sings in Bars and Clubs for a living and He had asked her to meet him at a place where he is playing at. She agreed to meet him that night and She had her friends help her get ready for their meeting. She walked into the Bar and heard him singing, and right away she was sure this was the guy for her. From the monument she walked through that door she fell in love. Mary Anne sat there all night staring at me as I sang sweet love songs to her. She had several guys ask her to dance, but she declined for reasons only she knew. We spent many nights together without having sex, just enjoying being with each other. This went on for about two weeks, until I took her to a party. At the party she got kind of drunk and ended up kissing my brother-in-law. She told me about it and I was upset just a little. The night went on and we sat together and she listened to me sing. After the party we headed to my place to spend the night. I was always being a gentleman and never tried to have sex with her up to this point. I wasn’t planning on trying this night either. But she told me she was tired and if I was going to have sex, I had better do it now. That was all it took for me to make my move and I start kissing her. I ran my hands straight to her breasts and fumbled up under her shirt. I then ran my left hand down between her legs and rubbed there for several minutes. Then pulling at her snap and zipper, so I could get her pants down. Pulling at her clothes and with her help she was naked in bed with me. At this point I undressed myself as quickly as I could without looking like I was in a big hurry. Even though I wanted to just fuck her hard and do it quickly. I started kissing up and down her neck, back up to her lips. I was trying to be romantic and take my time with her and make it last half the night. I went down to her breasts and licked each one careful as not to miss any part of these luscious tits. I ran my tongue around each nipple slowly to give her as much pleasure as I could. Then slowly ran my tongue down to her belly button and around it. I kept going until I came to her pussy and then I skipped it and went up and down her thighs. Each Thigh my tongue ran up and down the inside of each one teasing her as I went. This was driving her crazy and I enjoyed every minute of watching her squirm around. As my tongue continued to explore her body it made its way back to her tits, then back to her lips for more kissing. Then I started back down to her tits again and continued down to between her legs, up and down her thighs. As I could feel her tension mounting, I let her have it. My tongue started flicking back and forth across her clit, then down into her warm sweet love box. It was dripping by now and aching for more. My tongue continued to find its way between her clit and her love canal. Before long she was bucking and pushing my head down hard between her legs. All this took about 45 minutes before she was begging me to thrust my rod of joy into her. She began pulling me upwards and asking me “Please come up here and fuck me”. I was still licking at her clit and my tongue was driving into her hole. I reached up with my right hand and stuck in a finger. Thinking to myself that this pussy is very tight. I was fingering her for a while, when I turned my hand to the side and used another finger to push into her anal hole. I could tell she didn’t like it up her ass, but she never said a word to me about it. So I continued to finger fuck both her holes while my tongue licked and I sucked her clit. Both her holes were tight around my fingers and all I was thinking about was how good this was going to feel with my cock in there. I reached my left hand up to her breasts and played with them, which made her hornier. She was really pulling at me and begging me to do her right then and there. I felt I should not disappoint a woman, so I pulled myself up towards her face. As my mouth reached hers, it was dripping from her juices and we started kissing madly. I raised my hips to were I knew her pussy was waiting for my hard cock and planted it right at the opening of her sweet love box. I started to push it in just a bit and she told me it was a big one. I continued to push my cock into her sweet tight box, when the head of my cock entered into the place my finger was monuments ago. It was really tight around the head of my cock and it felt really good to be there. She claimed it was the biggest one she had ever had and I just couldn’t believe it. I pushed more of my cock into her and started working it in and out of her box of joy. Each time I went in I tried to get more into her, but it was too tight to get all my cock in there. So I went so slow and rocked it back and forth, side to side and back out again. She started having orgasm after orgasm and pulling me close to her. I began licking and sucking her tits, as this made her buck wildly back at me. She was losing control of herself and wanting to be fucked wildly. I continued to fuck her in my own way and she just kept Cumming, time and time again. I didn’t want to be done too quickly, so I paced myself and held back for a very long time. By now her pussy was beginning to loosen and I was ramming my manhood in all the way. She was moaning and bucking and begging me to fuck her harder. I kept driving my cock into her pussy for another 45 minutes. I was feeling really good about this woman and I was trying not to come yet. But it has been about an hour and 45 minutes since we began and I just couldn’t hold it back any longer. I drove it in hard several more times and let it rip. I was shooting my load into her pussy with such force, that she was feeling every gush of cum being pumped inside of her. I could tell that she was satisfied by the smile on her face and the tired look she had. She just wants to go to sleep now. She did ask me if I used a bucket for all my cum and I just laughed about it. We lay there and I was stroking every part of her with my hands. I could tell she was sleeping now and I really wanted to fuck again. So I just lie there beside her and run my hand up and down her body, while I look at this woman. I can’t believe her pussy was that tight and I feel I am in love. The next morning we woke up and I made coffee for the both of us. She was still naked from the night before, and I was lusting after her hoping to get some more of that wonderful tight pussy she had. I began rubbing her tits and hoping to get a notion whether she would be willing again. She told me again, that I had the biggest cock that she had ever been with. On that note I just smiled and thought to myself that she can have all she wants. We lay there for along time with me rubbing her every parts and I leaned down and began kissing her. We got hot and heavy at it again for several hours this time. With her Cumming over and over and me banging her tight love box. That tunnel of love was the sweetest and tightest one I’ve had in a long time. So I wasn’t going to let this thing get away from me without making it stretch a bit. I would lick and suck on her tits and work my tongue up her neck to her mouth. And then go back downwards again, until she was about to explode from it all. When she did have the big one her body started shaking and jerking around so much. That I thought she had something wrong with her and that I would have to take her to the hospital or something. I pushed it all the way inside her and wiggled it inside her as much as I could. She was having the biggest orgasm of her life and I was the cause of it. That made me feel like I was superman or the likes. I continued to fuck her, because I wanted to cum too. I was ramming it into her with such force, that she complained to me it was hurting her. So I went easier on her and I was trying to go faster by now. Then as I could feel the monument soon approaching, I said to her, “Oh baby, I’m Cuuummmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggggggg” I lay there on top of her, kissing her and running my hands across her face real lightly. She asked me if this means we are dating now and I told her yes. I wasn’t going to let this sweet tight love box of pure joy get away from me. We get up and get dressed and have another cup of coffee. Then she tells me she has to go home and that she wants to go with me that night to my gig. I am thinking that I hoped she would want to go with me. So we kiss goodbye at my door and she walks out to her car and drives away. And I am smiling away with the thought of her and her sweet tight box of joy. And those nice tits too. We date like this for a month, until one night at one of my gigs; there is a girl who starts talking to me about burning her a copy of my album. Mary Anne gets real jealous and starts drinking heavy. Soon she is drunk and her jealousy gets her feeling like fuck everything. She goes into the back room and talks with some guys. One guy asks her to dance and then they are arm in arm dancing. He bends down and kisses her and she allows him to. Because she thinks I was flirting with this other woman, that she is allowed to flirt and more. I can see her and everything she is doing and it’s tearing my heart into. But she doesn’t seem to care right now cause she is drunk. She dances with one after another of the guys and kissing each one as she is dancing. And they are getting her even more drunk by buying her more and more drinks. They tell her she can’t beat them downing a drink, all the while trying to get her dead drunk. And dancing with her and kissing her, they are rubbing up against her tits. And sometimes two dancing with her at a time, one in front and one behind her grinding up against her to get her excited. A couple of times she looked over at me and smiled. I just looked down and felt my heart sink. I knew what would happen and it was tearing me apart. I just knew she was going to end up leaving with the crowd of guys and leave me heart broken. Soon my fears came true and she was on her way out the door with one of the guys. I overheard him tell her that he had some real good stuff to drink in his car. And then a few minutes later the others were heading out the door. As she got to Chris’s car he opened the door for her to sit down and he went to the drivers side and got in. He pulled a bottle from under the seat and took the lid off and handed it to her. He told her to drink up before any of his buddies come out or she might not get any with those hounds around. She turned the bottle up and started drinking it down. When she turned it upright she had drank almost half of it. Chris then took it and took a big gulp of it and handed it back to her. She turned it back up and drank almost the rest of it. About this time bob opened the door and told her to slid over. Since it was a bench seat, he said they could all three sit in the front. He reached for the bottle and took a big gulp and handed it back to her. She turned it up and finished it and Chris threw it into the back of his car. He reached under the seat once again and pulled out yet another bottle. Took off the lid and handed it to her once more. Now the back doors flung open and three more guys got in the back. She turned the new bottle upside down and drank over half this time. Handed the bottle to Chris who took a drink and passed it to bob. Who then in turn gave it back to Mary Anne? She turned it up and drank it until it was empty. That’s when it started hitting her very hard, and she couldn’t even talk any longer. So Chris started kissing her and she was so drunk by now that she couldn’t do anything. Bob reached around her and was playing with her tits. Mary Anne was that drunk that she didn’t even notice it was bob from behind her feeling her tits. Then each guy from the back seat took turns grabbing her tits and undoing her shirt more and more. Bob reached up the back of her shirt and undid her bra, she didn’t even notice. They were all smiling and taking turns getting a feel. When Chris said to her I think we should take a walk to get away from the other guys, she thought it might help clear her head some. So she agreed to be alone with Chris for a walk in the night air. Chris helped her out of the car and held her up, for she was really drunk and couldn’t stand very well. Bob handed Chris another bottle and they walked towards the side of the building. As they got around the side to a spot that look good to Chris. He leaned Mary Anne up against a tree and then sat her down. She told him she is really drunk and don’t know what the hell she is doing and he just grinned. He opened up the bottle and took a drink, then held it up to her mouth. At first she didn’t want any and Chris kept telling her it was all right and that she would feel better if she drank more. Telling her that he has done that many times, drink himself straight. So she started drinking it down, as he kept the bottle turned up so she had no choice but to drink it. Chris had her down about ¾ of the bottle and then took another drink himself. Then he turned the bottle back up to her lips and told her there was just a little more left. That she should drink it to get herself better. When it was empty, he sat down beside her and started kissing her again. She didn’t know but her tits were showing and he was playing with them. He lowered his head to lick on her tits and felt the other one with his hand. By now she was out of it and passed out completely. As Chris realizes this, he starts pulling off her shirt. As he is doing this the other guys come over and help him. First the shirt, then the bra, then her shoes and pants and then her panties. They are all standing around talking about what they can do. Chris drops his pants and shorts, then lays down on top of her pulling her legs up so he can get into the right spot. He pushes his cock into her pussy and tells the others how tight the thing is. He fucks her for only 5 minutes because he is so excited and he cums in her. As he pulls himself from her and stands up, Bob jumps on top of her and forces his cock inside of her. He is ramming it into her with all his might, when one of the other guys tells him to hurry up. So he sits up straddling her hips, while it is still inside her. And tells them to fuck her mouth or something. So another guy drops his pants and gets down on his side and turns her head towards his cock. Then he starts pushing his cock against her lips and then into her mouth. He is fucking her mouth and driving it into her throat with each thrust as he is hammering her face. She is out but the cock is choking her in her slumber, so she starts gagging and choking at this time. This guy doesn’t care and keeps going into her throat. The rest of them are laughing about it and making fun of her while he is making her gag. Meanwhile bob is looking like a jackrabbit pumping in and out of her pussy. When all of the sudden he lets out a big moan as he shoots his load of spunk inside this tight pussy. And the other guy is hammering her face like he has never had a fuck before. He dumps his load into her mouth and throat and sees some running down her chin. They start laughing at the fact that she has cum on her face, and the other two replace the opening. One is fucking her cunt as the other is ramming it in her mouth. This goes on till they both dump their spunk into her mouth and pussy. Then Chris pulls her legs up high and straddles her hips and pushes it in her pussy. Only to take it out and put it at the mouth of her ass. He is pushing it and trying to force it in her ass, but it is too tight. He raises up and gets a better angle to drive it into this anal canal that’s never been entered before. With one hard thrust he feels her ass open and except his driving cock. She feels the pain even in her passed out state and lets out a whine. They all laugh and someone says “Oh she really likes it”. As Chris continues to drive it in further and further, he feels the tightness around his cock. It is starting to hurt him because of how tight it is, but he keeps going. He feels the muscles inside constricting around his cock. It is turning him on even more, and he keeps pumping faster and faster. Before long he feels the spunk squirting out of his now pulsating cock. He pulls out and bob gives it a try. Driving his member deep into her anal cavity time and time again. With every thrust in her ass, she lets out a whine from the pain she is feeling from her drunkenness. Her ass is being used as a poke hole to give these guys the pleasure they want. As each one takes a turn in her ass and shooting their load of cum in her ass. She just lay there passed out from the drinking. Cum is leaking out her mouth, pussy and now ass. As they continue to pump their cocks inside of her ass. When each one had fucked her ass, they decided to give her two at a time in each hole. They rolled her onto her side and one in front and one in back began to push their cocks into the same hole. First Chris and bob shoved their cocks into her pussy, stretching it beyond repair. Then two more going into her ass at once, only to rip her ass wide open. They kept up their fun until it was almost daylight, then they left and just left her laying there on the ground naked and passed out. Cum mixed with blood, draining from her ass and pussy. And cum running down across her face from the forceful blowjobs. I knew about all this cause I watched the whole thing from the windows of the building. I knew they were going to fuck her, but I never thought like that. But it made me real horny and at times I was playing with my cock. I would rub it for a while and then stop, hoping that maybe I might get the chance to go out there and drive in a load of my own. I seen them all leave and I hurried out the door, wanting my chance before it got daylight. I walked up to her and dropped my pants and lay down beside her. I first shoved it in her mouth, saying quietly to myself. “Suck this cock you fucking whore, you broke my heart tonight and you got what you deserved”. The more I said under my breath, the harder I pumped in her throat. Until I reached that time when my cock started rocking and shooting out my big load of spunk, I had been saving for her all night. She was gagging and choking with the load in her mouth and throat, and it just made me hornier then before. So then I moved to place it up her ass and ream her some more. I drove it deep with the first thrust and never stopped pumping her hard. As I was fucking her ass, I rolled her over onto her belly and got on top. I could drive it in even deeper this way and that excited me more. Under my breath I was saying, “Take every inch of my cock you fucking heart breaking cunt”. I kept pounding it in her until I felt it once again start to explode in her ass. I sat up on her ass rocking my cock slowly in and out of her. Feeling the last drop of my spunk go into her ass, I pull it out of her and pulled my pants back up. I walked away from her that morning with two feelings, one was I was feeling sorry for her for the major fuckings she took and ripped her all to pieces. And two I felt empty inside cause I really like her a lot and she broke my heart. But then again I did feel good that I got to fuck her mouth and ass, and shot the biggest loads of my life in her. Now two days later she called me up asking me to forgive her. I told her I could never forgive her because I watched her fuck all those guys. She said she don’t remember It., but felt it since. I lied and told her she was a willing partner in it all and I watched it all. Of how she allowed all those guys to fuck each hole and then two at once in each hole. About then I got to feeling real horny thinking about that night and I asked her if maybe we could get together and fuck. I didn’t want any relationship, just to fuck her. She told me to go fuck myself and hung up the phone. I still get horny whenever I think about that night and sometimes I am with someone who can take care of me and other times I have to just pull my pud and get myself off. I never heard from her again. |
Chapter 1. “Now what do you want?” My lips where glossing from the lights in the dressing room, every girl getting ready for tonight. “Stop the attitude missy, now come on, you have a client.” Lea snapped at me, fixing her fishnets up to her thighs. “No, I am tired, please!” I turned to her, hoping she would let me go this once, but her response was always the same. Two years I was in this business, since I had been kidnapped and forced into the job. Now, it is worthless for me to try to escape. I prayed every night for my escape but it is always neglected, stuck in this fucking hellhole. As girls like me where called “Slaves” we had to please the many clients who came. A guy named Alexander ran the place, oh what a cruel man he was. He would kidnap girls, and sell their bodies to guys, and I was one of them. Alexander ran Slave on Bars, the name of the bar I was in. His father had died recent days, so he was now in charge, but as the manager, he was pretty young and tough, and yet he was at times good hearted. No one ever told me his real age, but he seemed 18, maybe 19 by his young features. I was 16 currently, and my honey eyes, swelling with tears. Lea had been the assistant of Alexander and she was older than him, 25 to be exact. She would hit any girl who would leave a customer unsatisfied, and were suffered by humiliation I haven’t experienced. All the girls in this room, except for Lea, had the same situation as mine. They had been all kidnapped, and forced to work here, and their ages similar as mine, from 12 to 19. But when you turn twenty, or you are misbehaving, or leaving too many customers unsatisfied, you are forced to leave life forever. They way the would terminate you was atrocious and heartless. They would take all your bones apart, rip ‘em and give them to the dogs as treats, and for the flesh you had once lived upon, were dumped in the streams, the meal for the fishes. A door opened suddenly as my thoughts rumbled, and Alexander stepped in, and watched the girls all lined up immediately. It was a drill, every time he stepped into these doors, we were instructed to line up in front of him, side by side, for unknown reasons. He snickered silently, proud to have abducted our souls, in exchange for his own uses. He touched a couple of girls down their skirts, and both of them decided to do nothing but shut their eyes tightly and moan silently. But no one ever experienced my encounters with him. He would not sleep with any of the girls in this institution, but me, because as the manger, he was not to do that, but only the professionals. (The professionals who were the real time prostitutes coming from other countries for him.) For it was our little secret that no one could know, and if there were to find out, I would be a nice treat to the dogs. He was too, the guy I lost my virginity with, and the guy I couldn’t help but order his commands. He licked his fingers after he was done, teasing the other girls, and signaling them to depart. Everyone left to start their horrifying night with aged human beings, not having any mercy on us. After everyone was released, even Lea, he orders me to stay tonight, for reasons to be predicted. His blonde highlighted bangs shined too in the intense beam. His navy blue eyes pierced onto mine. He petted my coal medium curls, my golden skin shivering by his touch. I knew that tonight’s client was to be him. “Don’t worry, you’ll have your client tonight, but,” He said, pulling my cherry miniskirt up. “I should have a little fun too.” “Please don’t!” I screamed on top of my lungs repeating my sentence, his finger making their way down. I shed tears, (every client that I ever had, waterworks would start pouring, for I was not meant to be use the way I was.) Alexander had had it with me a bunch of times; he had an obsession with my body as he said every time he would splash my face with his cum. “Hey, I am paying her to be with me, not you.” A voice came up, and Alexander stopped his way in, a guy with short bangs and spiky black hair. Hs green eyes shined too, he had the perfect features of an attractive male. Alexander grinned, but smiled afterwards. He took his hands down, but put his hands on my rear end. “Out of all the girls here, why you picked her brother?” My mouth turned dry, and my skin pale as the lights above me. “I just do.” He smiled. Brothers? I thought. I never knew Alexander had brothers, or ever expected. A deep silence covered the room, our breathing and pulse was the only sound accompanying the hush. “Well, pick someone else, this one if thirsty for me.” He licked my cheek, slowly and intensely my eyes shutting from the locomotion. I turned away in discuss, trying to push away from him, but he would do nothing but pull me closer. His brother stepped forward and grabbed my arm trying to break me free, but Alexander was just too muscular, and each of them had one of my arms. “I could share her tonight if you want to join?” Alexander’s evil smirk appeared once again. “No, I want her alone.” “You better be paying her good, Garret, cause it is your first and last time with her.” Alexander let me go, Garret a hold of me now. ‘Who says I’m not coming back for more?” Garret made the same facial expression as Alexander’s and from that, I could tell they were related. Alexander pissed of, whispered into my ear. “After your done with this bastard, you come to my office, okay?” His voice penetrated into my brain leaving a scar there to remained the full hours of darkness. “Now let’s see what you are made of.” Garret mumbled, and we exit the changing room. We stood on the hall, rooms containing the walls of it. We sauntered slowly, searching for an available room. I could hear the complaining and the satisfaction of men and girls in the rooms. Thumping was usual, and crying was expected, s how I began. I was terrified, even if I had this situation for two years already, but it felt as if it was my first time. “That’s turning me on.” He smacked his lips, and continued. I was behind him, his hand grasped into mine. For his features, he appeared a little bit older than me, but not older than Alexander. Seventeen was my presumption. He finally found a space for us, and unfastens the door, not too much in case someone was occupying the room. It was empty, so we stepped in, and he flung me violently into the rosy bed, my dark thoughts tormenting me. He stood in front of me, slowly unbuttoning his shirt off, as I sat on the middle of the bed, frightened and alarmed. He observed me as he gradually took his top off revealing his abs and all the wonders of a man, and soon his hand unzipping his jeans, leaving his boxers on, and crawling into my side. He slowly began taking my strapless tank top out of my body, my tears starting to come back as he examine my breast, a strapless bra covering my nipples. He smiled at them as if they were his two precious babies. He began slobbering my neck with his lips, which my body resisted by shaking. “Are you nervous?” He chuckled at my uncontrollable shaking. “I don’t want…” I stopped, for it was a million times I had stated this, and a million times I had been rejected. I wiped the water from my bloody red eyes away, and was prepared to sacrifice my body once again. I expected for him to laugh even harder at my half stated sentence, but instead, he had stopped. I stare at him, questioning why he wasn’t undressing me, or speaking his polluted intellect into my used ears. He sat down in front of me, both of us half undressed, as more moans surrounded us. “How long have you been working with my brother?” Garret suddenly asked me a question that I never expected a client to ask. “Two years.” My lips barely letting the words go still shocked by his remark. “Who did you loose it with, my brother?” I nodded, not exactly knowing why he asked me such questions. He gawked at me for a while, and I could see thru his boxers that he was ready to pierce that thing inside me. But he restrained himself; to ask me these questions I still could fully explain. His thumb came across my lashes, wiping the little tears left in me. “What’s your name?” He asked. But it was a rule here to not revel your identity, one of the few rules here. The other rule that also was important was to not ‘kiss’ the client on the lips, which was rare since you are having sexual contact. So, therefore, I had never had my first kiss, yet I wasn’t a virgin. “I can’t say. It’s a rule here, and you should know since you are Alexander’s brother.” I pulled a sheet form the bed to cover my breast, preventing him to be even more tempted. “Don’t be fussy, or else you ain’t getting out of here.” “What do you mean?” “I mean I could maybe get you the hell out of here.” My eyes widened as he spoke those words I thought in my entire life I wasn’t to hear. My mouth turned to a desert, gulping every, tiny saliva I had in me. Water began tumbling down my cheeks, but for the wrong reasons. No longer these tears were from harsh treatment, but for happiness, a feeling I had left behind when I was taken. My ears didn’t expect this, and my brain repeating the words he spoke a minute ago to me, making sure this was no dream. “You seem sad about what I have told you, since you are crying.” He smiled; a beautiful grin without any sin within them, pure and truthful containing every inch. “No, I am shocked, I…I didn’t except this to ever…” My words could arrange themselves for I was to energize, but soon consoling down, for he might as well just be messing with my intellect. “Don’t worry, I get you.” He stood up, putting his jeans up again. “You aren’t kidding? But why?” I asked sitting there as if I were a motionless statue. “I think you have suffered enough here, unlike other girls, they in time start liking their new job. The other girls just give in for me, but you…” He paused, giving it a thought, and continued. “You are different.” I blushed for no reason, and he could tell right away, even if I contained a golden skin. I quickly snatched my tank top, but he stopped me. He handed me his button up indigo shirt. “We don’t want you to look like one of the girls here.” Not only was he kind and good looking, but also he was smart. But his brother was too, but his kindness only showed when I was alone with him. I put it on, his cologne being so graceful and attractive. I shook my head from the spell of the smell, and waited for his next command. He told me to go under the sheets, and pretend to be asleep. I do as I am told, but leaving one eye a bit opened to see what he was to do next. He opened the door slowly, but it suddenly busted opened, Garret pushed out of the way. I saw standing in the other side of the room, Alexander, his eyes full of rage. “Are you done?” Alexander peeked over his shoulders, and saw me laying down, not showing I had his shirt on. “No, I wanted some water, but we are still going.” He said confidently. “I didn’t hear any screams from Liz, and she is a screamer.” I felt ashamed when Alexander said that, my temperature rising furiously. “Well you didn’t come soon enough to hear it.” “Finish her fast.” Alexander shut the door in front of him, leaving a silence behind. He turned to me immediately. “I didn’t know you were a screamer.” He chortled. I sat down, my eyes enraged at his comment. His fingers indicated me to come forward, next to where he stood. He opened the door once again, and locked the doorknob. He looked both ways before he grabbed my hand tightly. Then he shoots out, me behind him, as a cannon ball, closing the door softly but running fast in the empty hall. We ran straight across, and we saw an opening, the end of the hall, which I interoperated as the exit. A guard sat there wondering his on business when he spotted us. Garret made a sudden stop, and pulled a gun from his back pocket. I gave a small gasp, and at the time being, he had shot the guard, now lying dead. It was a historic moment for me, the first time in two years since I been out in the open air. Thus the air wasn’t pleasant since the club was located were the trash were dumped so Alexander wouldn’t get caught. But I had no time to admire the day I got liberated, not yet. We got on a crimson red sports car, which shone under the moonlight. He started the sucker up, and with a quick stomp, the car travel immense speeds. That was until we reached society, and he went at regular speeds as how the rest of the machines operated. We were at a highway, bright red, and white lights shone in every corner. Not including the lights besides us, from all the stores and buildings, it was a remarkable experience. He turned the volume up till my ears where throbbing from the pain with the bass. He sang some of the Rock ‘n Roll songs played by the radio, thunderous and plain for the world to hear. My foot tapped with the rhythm, and I soon began too took pleasure in the ride this stranger gave me. “So what’s your name?” His sang tuning with the song that was playing, his eyes on the road, but his soul facing me. “Liz.” I yelled from the noise of the radio. “What!” He yelled back, and turned the radio down for a descent conversation to take in. “Liz.” I repeated, and complemented my name. I thought my name was so simple and not that attractive, I wished at times I had the name Jasmine, or Susanne, Dianne, names that sounded more provocative than Liz. After our name dispute, our voices rested down, and listened to the outside world. I just breathed in the fresh air I had now the pleasure to take, and the freedom I felt. “So do you have a place to stay?” Garret parked the car, in front of us, the view of useless, lifeless, apartments. Now that I thought of it, no, I didn’t. I wanted to find my mom and my dad, the only ones I desire to see. “My parents house.” I said cheerfully, never thinking I was to speak those words. “Okay, good luck.” He said leaving the car, and going upstairs, where the repulsive apartments where. I quickly got out of the car, and climbed up, meeting him in front of one of the apartments. “Are you just going to leave me?” “Umm, yeah I have a life you know.” He barked at me, unlocking the door. “But I don’t know the way.” “So.” He discontinued leaving the door ajar. “I was hoping…” I paused; embarrassed I had to ask if I could stay. “You can stay here.” He smiled opening the door all the way. I stepped in, expecting an unorganized and filthy place, but as he turned the light on, the place was very neat. “Welcome…to my…or my girlfriends, apartment!” He said, as I stand unmoved. He had a girlfriend, and he slept with other girls? What a player! “Can I use your phone?” I felt like an intruder with all the favors he did, and I was asking more. “Sure.” He handed me his Blackberry. “Hey Jessica, I’m home babe.” Before I could dial my parent’s number, which thankfully I haven’t forgotten, I looked ahead to find myself with a good-looking female. Her eyes like no other, so crystal, sapphire eyes that illuminated the room. Her perfectly highlighted hair, made her golden locks become brighten. Her body contained the perfect curved, and her breast much larger than mine. Her smoky make up made her face look natural full of attractiveness. Her eyes met my dull eyes and quickly turned to Garret, who was heading where she was. “Who is she?” Her eyes turned back to me. “Aren’t you going to greet me?” He was now all over her, touching her, and seducing her. She was stiff as a statue, not any of his gentle touch made her tick. He sights and gets a soda out of the kitchen. “She is just my friends girlfriend. She has no home, and he dumped her.” “Do you expect me to believe that?” She sassed him, but he just sat on the couch. Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just standing here at the entrance like a total fool! “Yeah, Cause it’s the truth. She is staying for a while okay.” He said, turning back at her. “Well, she has to have her parents, what is she 14?” “15, and yeah she is going to call them.” “Okay then, she can leave tomorrow.” She said, glancing at me. Garret stands up, and tells me to go outside and call them. I obeyed, and shut the door behind me, leaving me unaccompanied in the sinister. But I had a force that attracted me to the door, and couldn’t help but to listen to their conversation. “She is staying.” Garret said in a harsh voice. “No, if you want me, you have to take her to her parents.” “Why?” “Because she is a girl!” “Calm down, I just need to stick my dick up your pussy, and you’ll change your mind.” “Shut up! No, Garret get rid of her!” “Why are you jealous?” “No, she can’t compare to me!” “You are right.” A silence grew, and I quickly step out of the door. I shook my head, forgetting that they had chat about, and dialed my mom’s phone number. It began to ring. “Mom?” “Excuse me, who is this?” It was she, the same voice, how little did her change! I was so shocked; it took a while before I responded. “Its Liz.” I shouted in happiness. “Liz, oh…I thought you where dead.” How cold my heart greeted me after her words flowed to my ear. “No, I was kidnapped and…” “This is costing me, just do a favor and just hang up.” Nothing could compare the frosty vocabulary. My blood froze by her terms; the heart beat barely making a sound. She hanged up, to her own daughter that hasn’t seen her in two years. “Something wrong?” A voice came up out of the blue. “I am leaving.” Tears again flowed, I almost felt like kneeling down and cry till my heart came out. “Where, I’ll take you.” Garret closed the door behind him. “No, I am leaving by myself.” “Where is it?” “I’m not going to my parents.” “Why?” “They don’t want me.” He didn’t ask any questions, I was better of to the place I was stuck in, believing my parents seek for me. He glanced at the moon, and turned his head forward to me. “Well, you are staying then.” “Your girl friend doesn’t want me here. I herd you guys.” “Oh, so you herd our conversation?” “That’s what I said.” “And about the part about sticking…” “Yeah that too.” “Oh, so you did hear everything you little booger!” I just gazed down. Not wanting to speak to anyone. “Well I don’t care about what she says, I am the boss.” He chuckled, and grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside. Jessica just looked away as I entered. “Plus between you and me, she ain’t that great in bed.” “You told her she was I could compare to her.” I stated. “No, that is what she said, I just agreed. She can’t compare to you. She is a total slut.” A smile popped up my face, and I was trying for it to leave, but it stayed there for a while, “You’ll sleep in the sofa tonight.” He offered a pillow and a blanket, which I had to receive. Without any good nights or any interrogations, he turned the lights off, leaving to his dormitory with Jessica. I had in mind all the things that had happened today. I was mostly concerned about my parents. My mom. She spoke so cruelly to me. Was she honestly meaning all those words? Had she really forgotten me, and believed I was dead? I gave a small weep, my face buried on the pillows so they would not hear my howl. But as the night grew old, and my eyes, could do nothing but shed tears, I heard noises from the other room. I stayed in my place, not bothering what was happening, but my curiosity was tormenting me. I inaudibly stood up, and tip toes my way to their room. The door half closed, I manage to peek there undiscovered. Garret was fucking Jessica! I required leaving, but I couldn’t resist staying and watched. She was on top of him moaning in pleasure. She rode him as he was a horse, and she went on hard. He in the other hand just lay there, while she was engorging the satisfaction. He didn’t moan, his hands placed on her hips, and nothing more. I had sat down for half and hour, and I decide to leave, but as I took my last peek, I noticed Garrets eyes. Damn it, he saw me! The obvious was to run away, but he just smiled as she humped him faster. I turned away, and quickly rested on the couch were I was supposed to be in the first place. The noise continued bothering me for a while and it suddenly stopped and I blubber was herd. I loud weep! Was she hurt? Had he fucked her so hard that it made her cry? No, I doubted it. But all the questions had to wait and whatever it was I wasn’t going to find out till tomorrow, since at that very moment, I had plunged to sleep regarding the situation in the next room. |
Chapter 1. “Now what do you want?” My lips where glossing from the lights in the dressing room, every girl getting ready for tonight. “Stop the attitude missy, now come on, you have a client.” Lea snapped at me, fixing her fishnets up to her thighs. “No, I am tired, please!” I turned to her, hoping she would let me go this once, but her response was always the same. Two years I was in this business, since I had been kidnapped and forced into the job. Now, it is worthless for me to try to escape. I prayed every night for my escape but it is always neglected, stuck in this fucking hellhole. As girls like me where called “Slaves” we had to please the many clients who came. A guy named Alexander ran the place, oh what a cruel man he was. He would kidnap girls, and sell their bodies to guys, and I was one of them. Alexander ran Slave on Bars, the name of the bar I was in. His father had died recent days, so he was now in charge, but as the manager, he was pretty young and tough, and yet he was at times good hearted. No one ever told me his real age, but he seemed 18, maybe 19 by his young features. I was 16 currently, and my honey eyes, swelling with tears. Lea had been the assistant of Alexander and she was older than him, 25 to be exact. She would hit any girl who would leave a customer unsatisfied, and were suffered by humiliation I haven’t experienced. All the girls in this room, except for Lea, had the same situation as mine. They had been all kidnapped, and forced to work here, and their ages similar as mine, from 12 to 19. But when you turn twenty, or you are misbehaving, or leaving too many customers unsatisfied, you are forced to leave life forever. They way the would terminate you was atrocious and heartless. They would take all your bones apart, rip ‘em and give them to the dogs as treats, and for the flesh you had once lived upon, were dumped in the streams, the meal for the fishes. A door opened suddenly as my thoughts rumbled, and Alexander stepped in, and watched the girls all lined up immediately. It was a drill, every time he stepped into these doors, we were instructed to line up in front of him, side by side, for unknown reasons. He snickered silently, proud to have abducted our souls, in exchange for his own uses. He touched a couple of girls down their skirts, and both of them decided to do nothing but shut their eyes tightly and moan silently. But no one ever experienced my encounters with him. He would not sleep with any of the girls in this institution, but me, because as the manger, he was not to do that, but only the professionals. (The professionals who were the real time prostitutes coming from other countries for him.) For it was our little secret that no one could know, and if there were to find out, I would be a nice treat to the dogs. He was too, the guy I lost my virginity with, and the guy I couldn’t help but order his commands. He licked his fingers after he was done, teasing the other girls, and signaling them to depart. Everyone left to start their horrifying night with aged human beings, not having any mercy on us. After everyone was released, even Lea, he orders me to stay tonight, for reasons to be predicted. His blonde highlighted bangs shined too in the intense beam. His navy blue eyes pierced onto mine. He petted my coal medium curls, my golden skin shivering by his touch. I knew that tonight’s client was to be him. “Don’t worry, you’ll have your client tonight, but,” He said, pulling my cherry miniskirt up. “I should have a little fun too.” “Please don’t!” I screamed on top of my lungs repeating my sentence, his finger making their way down. I shed tears, (every client that I ever had, waterworks would start pouring, for I was not meant to be use the way I was.) Alexander had had it with me a bunch of times; he had an obsession with my body as he said every time he would splash my face with his cum. “Hey, I am paying her to be with me, not you.” A voice came up, and Alexander stopped his way in, a guy with short bangs and spiky black hair. Hs green eyes shined too, he had the perfect features of an attractive male. Alexander grinned, but smiled afterwards. He took his hands down, but put his hands on my rear end. “Out of all the girls here, why you picked her brother?” My mouth turned dry, and my skin pale as the lights above me. “I just do.” He smiled. Brothers? I thought. I never knew Alexander had brothers, or ever expected. A deep silence covered the room, our breathing and pulse was the only sound accompanying the hush. “Well, pick someone else, this one if thirsty for me.” He licked my cheek, slowly and intensely my eyes shutting from the locomotion. I turned away in discuss, trying to push away from him, but he would do nothing but pull me closer. His brother stepped forward and grabbed my arm trying to break me free, but Alexander was just too muscular, and each of them had one of my arms. “I could share her tonight if you want to join?” Alexander’s evil smirk appeared once again. “No, I want her alone.” “You better be paying her good, Garret, cause it is your first and last time with her.” Alexander let me go, Garret a hold of me now. ‘Who says I’m not coming back for more?” Garret made the same facial expression as Alexander’s and from that, I could tell they were related. Alexander pissed of, whispered into my ear. “After your done with this bastard, you come to my office, okay?” His voice penetrated into my brain leaving a scar there to remained the full hours of darkness. “Now let’s see what you are made of.” Garret mumbled, and we exit the changing room. We stood on the hall, rooms containing the walls of it. We sauntered slowly, searching for an available room. I could hear the complaining and the satisfaction of men and girls in the rooms. Thumping was usual, and crying was expected, s how I began. I was terrified, even if I had this situation for two years already, but it felt as if it was my first time. “That’s turning me on.” He smacked his lips, and continued. I was behind him, his hand grasped into mine. For his features, he appeared a little bit older than me, but not older than Alexander. Seventeen was my presumption. He finally found a space for us, and unfastens the door, not too much in case someone was occupying the room. It was empty, so we stepped in, and he flung me violently into the rosy bed, my dark thoughts tormenting me. He stood in front of me, slowly unbuttoning his shirt off, as I sat on the middle of the bed, frightened and alarmed. He observed me as he gradually took his top off revealing his abs and all the wonders of a man, and soon his hand unzipping his jeans, leaving his boxers on, and crawling into my side. He slowly began taking my strapless tank top out of my body, my tears starting to come back as he examine my breast, a strapless bra covering my nipples. He smiled at them as if they were his two precious babies. He began slobbering my neck with his lips, which my body resisted by shaking. “Are you nervous?” He chuckled at my uncontrollable shaking. “I don’t want…” I stopped, for it was a million times I had stated this, and a million times I had been rejected. I wiped the water from my bloody red eyes away, and was prepared to sacrifice my body once again. I expected for him to laugh even harder at my half stated sentence, but instead, he had stopped. I stare at him, questioning why he wasn’t undressing me, or speaking his polluted intellect into my used ears. He sat down in front of me, both of us half undressed, as more moans surrounded us. “How long have you been working with my brother?” Garret suddenly asked me a question that I never expected a client to ask. “Two years.” My lips barely letting the words go still shocked by his remark. “Who did you loose it with, my brother?” I nodded, not exactly knowing why he asked me such questions. He gawked at me for a while, and I could see thru his boxers that he was ready to pierce that thing inside me. But he restrained himself; to ask me these questions I still could fully explain. His thumb came across my lashes, wiping the little tears left in me. “What’s your name?” He asked. But it was a rule here to not revel your identity, one of the few rules here. The other rule that also was important was to not ‘kiss’ the client on the lips, which was rare since you are having sexual contact. So, therefore, I had never had my first kiss, yet I wasn’t a virgin. “I can’t say. It’s a rule here, and you should know since you are Alexander’s brother.” I pulled a sheet form the bed to cover my breast, preventing him to be even more tempted. “Don’t be fussy, or else you ain’t getting out of here.” “What do you mean?” “I mean I could maybe get you the hell out of here.” My eyes widened as he spoke those words I thought in my entire life I wasn’t to hear. My mouth turned to a desert, gulping every, tiny saliva I had in me. Water began tumbling down my cheeks, but for the wrong reasons. No longer these tears were from harsh treatment, but for happiness, a feeling I had left behind when I was taken. My ears didn’t expect this, and my brain repeating the words he spoke a minute ago to me, making sure this was no dream. “You seem sad about what I have told you, since you are crying.” He smiled; a beautiful grin without any sin within them, pure and truthful containing every inch. “No, I am shocked, I…I didn’t except this to ever…” My words could arrange themselves for I was to energize, but soon consoling down, for he might as well just be messing with my intellect. “Don’t worry, I get you.” He stood up, putting his jeans up again. “You aren’t kidding? But why?” I asked sitting there as if I were a motionless statue. “I think you have suffered enough here, unlike other girls, they in time start liking their new job. The other girls just give in for me, but you…” He paused, giving it a thought, and continued. “You are different.” I blushed for no reason, and he could tell right away, even if I contained a golden skin. I quickly snatched my tank top, but he stopped me. He handed me his button up indigo shirt. “We don’t want you to look like one of the girls here.” Not only was he kind and good looking, but also he was smart. But his brother was too, but his kindness only showed when I was alone with him. I put it on, his cologne being so graceful and attractive. I shook my head from the spell of the smell, and waited for his next command. He told me to go under the sheets, and pretend to be asleep. I do as I am told, but leaving one eye a bit opened to see what he was to do next. He opened the door slowly, but it suddenly busted opened, Garret pushed out of the way. I saw standing in the other side of the room, Alexander, his eyes full of rage. “Are you done?” Alexander peeked over his shoulders, and saw me laying down, not showing I had his shirt on. “No, I wanted some water, but we are still going.” He said confidently. “I didn’t hear any screams from Liz, and she is a screamer.” I felt ashamed when Alexander said that, my temperature rising furiously. “Well you didn’t come soon enough to hear it.” “Finish her fast.” Alexander shut the door in front of him, leaving a silence behind. He turned to me immediately. “I didn’t know you were a screamer.” He chortled. I sat down, my eyes enraged at his comment. His fingers indicated me to come forward, next to where he stood. He opened the door once again, and locked the doorknob. He looked both ways before he grabbed my hand tightly. Then he shoots out, me behind him, as a cannon ball, closing the door softly but running fast in the empty hall. We ran straight across, and we saw an opening, the end of the hall, which I interoperated as the exit. A guard sat there wondering his on business when he spotted us. Garret made a sudden stop, and pulled a gun from his back pocket. I gave a small gasp, and at the time being, he had shot the guard, now lying dead. It was a historic moment for me, the first time in two years since I been out in the open air. Thus the air wasn’t pleasant since the club was located were the trash were dumped so Alexander wouldn’t get caught. But I had no time to admire the day I got liberated, not yet. We got on a crimson red sports car, which shone under the moonlight. He started the sucker up, and with a quick stomp, the car travel immense speeds. That was until we reached society, and he went at regular speeds as how the rest of the machines operated. We were at a highway, bright red, and white lights shone in every corner. Not including the lights besides us, from all the stores and buildings, it was a remarkable experience. He turned the volume up till my ears where throbbing from the pain with the bass. He sang some of the Rock ‘n Roll songs played by the radio, thunderous and plain for the world to hear. My foot tapped with the rhythm, and I soon began too took pleasure in the ride this stranger gave me. “So what’s your name?” His sang tuning with the song that was playing, his eyes on the road, but his soul facing me. “Liz.” I yelled from the noise of the radio. “What!” He yelled back, and turned the radio down for a descent conversation to take in. “Liz.” I repeated, and complemented my name. I thought my name was so simple and not that attractive, I wished at times I had the name Jasmine, or Susanne, Dianne, names that sounded more provocative than Liz. After our name dispute, our voices rested down, and listened to the outside world. I just breathed in the fresh air I had now the pleasure to take, and the freedom I felt. “So do you have a place to stay?” Garret parked the car, in front of us, the view of useless, lifeless, apartments. Now that I thought of it, no, I didn’t. I wanted to find my mom and my dad, the only ones I desire to see. “My parents house.” I said cheerfully, never thinking I was to speak those words. “Okay, good luck.” He said leaving the car, and going upstairs, where the repulsive apartments where. I quickly got out of the car, and climbed up, meeting him in front of one of the apartments. “Are you just going to leave me?” “Umm, yeah I have a life you know.” He barked at me, unlocking the door. “But I don’t know the way.” “So.” He discontinued leaving the door ajar. “I was hoping…” I paused; embarrassed I had to ask if I could stay. “You can stay here.” He smiled opening the door all the way. I stepped in, expecting an unorganized and filthy place, but as he turned the light on, the place was very neat. “Welcome…to my…or my girlfriends, apartment!” He said, as I stand unmoved. He had a girlfriend, and he slept with other girls? What a player! “Can I use your phone?” I felt like an intruder with all the favors he did, and I was asking more. “Sure.” He handed me his Blackberry. “Hey Jessica, I’m home babe.” Before I could dial my parent’s number, which thankfully I haven’t forgotten, I looked ahead to find myself with a good-looking female. Her eyes like no other, so crystal, sapphire eyes that illuminated the room. Her perfectly highlighted hair, made her golden locks become brighten. Her body contained the perfect curved, and her breast much larger than mine. Her smoky make up made her face look natural full of attractiveness. Her eyes met my dull eyes and quickly turned to Garret, who was heading where she was. “Who is she?” Her eyes turned back to me. “Aren’t you going to greet me?” He was now all over her, touching her, and seducing her. She was stiff as a statue, not any of his gentle touch made her tick. He sights and gets a soda out of the kitchen. “She is just my friends girlfriend. She has no home, and he dumped her.” “Do you expect me to believe that?” She sassed him, but he just sat on the couch. Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just standing here at the entrance like a total fool! “Yeah, Cause it’s the truth. She is staying for a while okay.” He said, turning back at her. “Well, she has to have her parents, what is she 14?” “15, and yeah she is going to call them.” “Okay then, she can leave tomorrow.” She said, glancing at me. Garret stands up, and tells me to go outside and call them. I obeyed, and shut the door behind me, leaving me unaccompanied in the sinister. But I had a force that attracted me to the door, and couldn’t help but to listen to their conversation. “She is staying.” Garret said in a harsh voice. “No, if you want me, you have to take her to her parents.” “Why?” “Because she is a girl!” “Calm down, I just need to stick my dick up your pussy, and you’ll change your mind.” “Shut up! No, Garret get rid of her!” “Why are you jealous?” “No, she can’t compare to me!” “You are right.” A silence grew, and I quickly step out of the door. I shook my head, forgetting that they had chat about, and dialed my mom’s phone number. It began to ring. “Mom?” “Excuse me, who is this?” It was she, the same voice, how little did her change! I was so shocked; it took a while before I responded. “Its Liz.” I shouted in happiness. “Liz, oh…I thought you where dead.” How cold my heart greeted me after her words flowed to my ear. “No, I was kidnapped and…” “This is costing me, just do a favor and just hang up.” Nothing could compare the frosty vocabulary. My blood froze by her terms; the heart beat barely making a sound. She hanged up, to her own daughter that hasn’t seen her in two years. “Something wrong?” A voice came up out of the blue. “I am leaving.” Tears again flowed, I almost felt like kneeling down and cry till my heart came out. “Where, I’ll take you.” Garret closed the door behind him. “No, I am leaving by myself.” “Where is it?” “I’m not going to my parents.” “Why?” “They don’t want me.” He didn’t ask any questions, I was better of to the place I was stuck in, believing my parents seek for me. He glanced at the moon, and turned his head forward to me. “Well, you are staying then.” “Your girl friend doesn’t want me here. I herd you guys.” “Oh, so you herd our conversation?” “That’s what I said.” “And about the part about sticking…” “Yeah that too.” “Oh, so you did hear everything you little booger!” I just gazed down. Not wanting to speak to anyone. “Well I don’t care about what she says, I am the boss.” He chuckled, and grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside. Jessica just looked away as I entered. “Plus between you and me, she ain’t that great in bed.” “You told her she was I could compare to her.” I stated. “No, that is what she said, I just agreed. She can’t compare to you. She is a total slut.” A smile popped up my face, and I was trying for it to leave, but it stayed there for a while, “You’ll sleep in the sofa tonight.” He offered a pillow and a blanket, which I had to receive. Without any good nights or any interrogations, he turned the lights off, leaving to his dormitory with Jessica. I had in mind all the things that had happened today. I was mostly concerned about my parents. My mom. She spoke so cruelly to me. Was she honestly meaning all those words? Had she really forgotten me, and believed I was dead? I gave a small weep, my face buried on the pillows so they would not hear my howl. But as the night grew old, and my eyes, could do nothing but shed tears, I heard noises from the other room. I stayed in my place, not bothering what was happening, but my curiosity was tormenting me. I inaudibly stood up, and tip toes my way to their room. The door half closed, I manage to peek there undiscovered. Garret was fucking Jessica! I required leaving, but I couldn’t resist staying and watched. She was on top of him moaning in pleasure. She rode him as he was a horse, and she went on hard. He in the other hand just lay there, while she was engorging the satisfaction. He didn’t moan, his hands placed on her hips, and nothing more. I had sat down for half and hour, and I decide to leave, but as I took my last peek, I noticed Garrets eyes. Damn it, he saw me! The obvious was to run away, but he just smiled as she humped him faster. I turned away, and quickly rested on the couch were I was supposed to be in the first place. The noise continued bothering me for a while and it suddenly stopped and I blubber was herd. I loud weep! Was she hurt? Had he fucked her so hard that it made her cry? No, I doubted it. But all the questions had to wait and whatever it was I wasn’t going to find out till tomorrow, since at that very moment, I had plunged to sleep regarding the situation in the next room. |
-Under the bridge, based on a true story- Tuesday: "I, uhm, I.... I really like you. I love you." I knew this was coming. I stood there as he declared his undying love, as others had before. I waited, then broke the news, "I like girls." This had happened at least three times before. Boys would 'fall in love' with me. And I'd tell them that I... bat for the other team. We were sat in the park, me and Micheal. I was sat on the swing and he was stood up next to me. He was looking down at his feet, struggling to find words. "That's cool, I don't mind." He replied and told me how he was accepting of it, but he hoped we could still be friends. "Of course! Nothing's changed with our friendship." I told him. In truth, it was annoying- having him lust after me and tell me I'm 'beautiful' all the time. Sunday: I was sat on the sofa after dinner, when there was a knock at the door. I looked out of the window, it was Micheal. I went to the door and he came in for a while, then I pulled on my leather jacket and we went out. We walked for a bit, then got to a shaded area of forest. I took him under the bridge, it was quiet under there and it was beginning to get dark. We'd watched the sun setting. I like that, watching the sun. I like to be out and surrounded by nature. We were both quiet and my thoughts were wandering. Recently I'd been having thoughts about men. I'd known all my life that I liked girls, but recently I'd been getting sexual feelings towards men. I didn't like them in a romantic way, but whenever I masturbated, I'd think about men and how I wanted so much to feel a dick inside me. I though- I hoped- that it was just some teenage phase. Perhaps. We were just standing under the darkened bridge. "What do you want to do?" I asked. "I don't mind Kacey." Micheal replied. I moved closer to him. It was awkward and there was a real sexual tension in the air. I was really wet. Micheal stood awkwardly. "Micheal...." I started. He remained quiet. I moved closer. I stopped moving toward him and lent against the wall. Micheal followed. I moved closer to him, our arms touching. I was getting really wet at the thought of what we could be doing, this could be my chance to try it out with a guy, to see if the feelings had any meaning. I moved round and lent against him- unable to take the frustration any longer. "Wha...." he started, in surprise. Right then I kissed him. It was... okay, but it was certainly making me even wetter. I was so wet my panties were soaking through. "Look, I know what I said- and I AM gay. But, I've been starting to have feelings for guys recently and I think we both know, that there is so much sexual tension right now." He gave a slight nod, not knowing what to make of the situation. I slipped my hand through his black jeans and stroked his cock. It was hard, I knew it would be. I wasn't sure what to do, I was still a virgin but I'd seen a lot of porn videos, and read a lot of stuff. We were both sixteen, so it was legal and all. I moved down slowly till I was on my knees. I unzipped his jeans and got out his massive erect cock. Even in comparison to porn videos, his cock was really big- especially for a sixteen year old. It was thick too, really thick. I got to my knees and started to lick up and down his shaft. Right from the balls to the tip, I lingered at the tip for a while, stroking my tongue over the very tip of his cock. I took the head in my mouth and started sucking on it gently, covering it with my saliva. I pushed a bit further, and further. I was going slowly. Every now and then I lingered on the tip and licked him. He let out a moan and stroked the back of my head. He was a virgin too. I started to get faster, moving my mouth swiftly up and down his big cock, getting faster and faster each time. He moaned more and I started thrusting my whole head as far as I could, each time increasing with speed and intensity. He was thrusting his pelvis against my head. as his cock slipped further onto my warm, wet mouth. His hands were on the back of my head, pushing me forward, letting me twist on the way back up. I reached up with my hands, and started to stroke his balls with one, rubbing his shaft with the other. I kept going, faster and harder. His hands reached down to grab my hair as I was sliding my mouth against his dick with intense passion. I could feel him getting ready to cum, it was making me so wet. "OOOOOOH" he cried, as he thrust his cock right into my moth, cumming straight down my throat, I clasped his cock in my mouth, It was deep, in to the balls, his love running down my throat, as I withdrew I swallowed the rest and suckled on the tip of his cock, as the last few drops squirted into my moth. I took my time cleaning him up with my tongue, and he became partially erect once more. I looked up at him and smiled, he looked down into my eyes and smiled back. "How was I?" I asked. "Fucking great," he panted in return. I stood up to meet his eyes. "I, uhm..... I want to, please you." He panted shyly. I looked down in embarrassment and laughed, "It's fine," I said, "You don't have to, I don't mind... helping you out." I said. "No." "I want to." He asserted. I looked down more, "I.... I need to Kacey." Right then his hand slipped into my jeans and I moaned. "Are you sure?" I asked him. "Yes." HE replied. "mmmmm" I moaned, his cold long fingers stroking my wet pussy. "Do you, now how to?" I asked, I wasn't expecting much." He looked unsure but said "I'll try, okay? And then you can tell me if it's okay." I nodded and he started. I thought he'd go straight for my pussy hole, and start fingering me, but to my surprise- he didn't. It was as though he knew what he was doing. Really knew. He started rubbing me softly, from my soaking wet pussy to my clit. Then, he used my juice to make small circles around my little clit. I moaned softly and lent against him. He was using his fingers to rub me, then he'd move them fast across it, varying the pressure. It felt amazing. Suddenly, he lifted me up, still rubbing me, and carried me to a nearby wall where I'd lain my jacket. He laid me down there and with his free hand, pulled down my jeans and pants. With one hand, he was rubbing my clit and with the other, rubbing my pussy hole, making circles with his hand. He pushed his fingers in slightly, but didn't penetrate me at all. I could feel it building up in my body as his movement became quicker and quicker. I groaned loudly "ohh, Micheal, yeah..." Right then, in one swift motion, he moved his finger away from my clit and pressed his mouth against it, flicking it with his tongue. He now had both hands playing with my pussy hole whilst his tongue pressed against my clit. This was it, I was going to cum. His movements got faster and harder, he slipped his fingers in to my hole and finger fucked me. I was reaching a state of pure ecstasy, he was an expert- a genius, a.... "OOOOOOOOH MY GOD!" I screamed, my head flung back and my hands pressed his head against my pussy. I Screamed and "ooooooooooooooooh" I was squirting my juice into his mouth and he was still sucking and licking and playing with me hard. I had the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had, in my life. eventually he slowed as I'd emptied all my juice into his mouth. "That was... I..." I was panting. He moved me down, and kissed me, letting me taste my juice. I leaned against his strong body, I never thought I could feel this way for any man. My pussy was lent against his bare cock- he'd taken off his jeans and mine were still down. I could feel him getting even harder than he already was. We stood there for a while, embracing each other, in pure heaven. Then, he lifted me back onto the wall. I took off my jeans completely and spread my legs as he leaned against me, the wall was the perfect height for his cock to be leaning against my soaking pussy. "I want you inside me" I said then. He looked astonished. "But... I d-don't eve have a condom!" He said. "I NEED you Micheal, please." "I'm cool with it" he replied "But... only if your sure..." And right then I pushed my pussy tight against his massive, hard cock. He just nodded, and smiled. He started with the tip, putting it just inside me- driving me crazy. Then, he pushed in a bit further, inch by inch. It hurt, but felt so good. His massive cock in my virgin pussy felt amazing, no plastic between us... pure heaven. Then, I jumped onto him, still with barely the tip inside me. He knew- knew what I wanted, still holding me he turned and sat on the wall himself. And then, I sat on his cock. It went right it- until my pussy was touching his balls- I'd done it so fast and let out a massive cry, but I sat there. A tear of pain rolled down my cheek. Micheal went to talk but I put my finger to his mouth , "shhh." Then, I moved up and down, once slowly but after that...... "Micheal, I want to do this right... and fucking hard" I told him, he nodded and understood. Right then he put one hand on my clit and began rubbing it gently, following me as I shoved my pussy straight down his shaft- I screamed again but started to pound his big cock. I was pounding so fast and hard.... Micheal increased the speed and pressure with which he was rubbing me. I screamed again. "OOOOOOH" Faster and faster. Now Micheal started to thrust his pelvis, meeting with my pussy. The sound of my thighs slapping against his was so loud, and so fast- but we didn't care. We were fucking each other. That's all that mattered. We kept on for almost five minutes before we both released at the same time, I screamed so loud as we thrust hard against each other and my pussy clamped down in his dick. I felt him squirting his cum deep into my pussy and my juice squirted down his balls. I collapsed onto him. Breathing heavily. my pussy still tingling with the last few orgasmic spasms.We just sat there, his cock, still erect, deep inside me. Peaceful almost. Right then, a woman, middle aged with blonde hair walked up to the bridge we were under. I noticed her and tried quickly to move. "Don't...." she said. And put her hand up. I was scared and confused and looked at Micheal, he too looked worried. "I've been watching you..." she said with a smile. "You're good, both of you. And brave, so very brave." I was frozen, not knowing what to do. The woman walked up to us. "If you'll allow it" she said with a little laugh, "I'd like to help you out...." With this she reached around my body and put her hand on my clit and, I can't deny, it felt amazing..... |
A last check around the house,everything was ready,everything in place.I loved this house,I had been fortunate buying it in Clapham before the market went insane.It had been an early suggestion of Robs',to invest in something that didn't disappear up my nose.At that time I partied hard,played hard.Twenty five and still running. Now I had my little oasis,others thought it odd we did not live together,but he knew how important it was that I could lock the door.Then there was the fact he always joked he was insufferable to live with.In my experience that’s why most relationships founder,people don't accept they are not a dream companion twenty four hours a day,seven days a week. So he had his place,I had mine,and we still shared more than the average husband and wife would ever dream of.Today was a prime example. A few years earlier we had discovered I could never have children,scarring,a reminder of unpleasant episodes in my life.We had mourned,moved on,but one dark night he forced me to confess my disappointment,the secret dream I had held hidden.Unable to bear his children he had devised this way of doing things instead.It worked,and all in all was a more realistic scenario. The scenario?Well if I could not offer him a daughter,I could do the next best thing. I looked at the clock,it was time to go,calling Holly I clipped the lead to her collar."Come on Holly,we are going for a drive"Her ears perked up.She loved the car,would sit happily for hours,her wet black nose poking out into the fume filled traffic.Supposedly dogs have a better sense of smell than us,no one seems to have told Holly that. Parking at Victoria ,was as usual, awful.I ended up on a meter,feeding it pound coins in anticipation of a long wait.This was not the day to get a parking ticket.Once in the station I sat quietly,the rush of people,arriving,parting,hugging,swearing.Some lost in music,others focused ,striding ahead.As always I started inventing lives for them.It was a hang over from my working days.This one a doctor with a guilty secret.That one a caring for a sick wife. I bent down and scratched holly between the ears.She was patient ,as I was,but this wasn’t the ideal environment for a dog .Watching the passengers wearily leave the latest bus to arrive I did not think we would be waiting much longer.It was from Newcastle.They would be tense,tired after the long dull journey south. One of the last to get off she was tall, slim,well dressed,clutching her backpack as if it contained her life savings,which it probably did.As well as books no doubt,and probably a teddy,hidden away at the bottom.I had learnt to avoid the girls with make up and fashionable clothes,the ones who knew already nothing came for free.She looked around 13,that moment between child and woman . “Come on “I said to Holly,”I think we have found her.” She was standing at the exit,drawing up the courage to plunge herself into the city.This was the point of no return,the bus will have seemed unreal,this was it,life as a runaway.. “Excuse me I think you have dropped this” She turned,looking at me then at the the purse ,confused she almost went to check her pocket,despite not recognising the purse in my hand. “Oh no that’s not mine,”Not a strong Geordie accent,I had guessed right,a nice girl from a nice family.For a moment I saw a ghost ,another girl arriving in London,running away from things she did not even admit to herself.Part of the reason I was so good at this ,I had stood,uncertain and afraid,trying to work out what to do next. “Oh, I saw it by your feet,and assumed, it was yours.I suppose I had better hand it in,some poor soul will be going mad.”See how respectable I am ,how decent and honest.I looked around,as if wondering what to do “I was only here to see my daughter off, they must have a lost property office.Could you do me a favour ,hold Holly for me while I go to look?” She looked down at Holly,her laughing mouth,her ears pricked,her tail wagging.She bent down her top hanging forward as she patted Holly on the head.I could see the small tits ,the roundness just filling her bra. “Sure “she said,smiling at the dog.As I walked away I knew I had her.A quick visit to the toilet to dump the empty purse,bought that day at Claire's accessories,We would chat ,I would express my horror at her situation and she would be persuaded to come back with me to my safe welcoming home. In the car we chatted about how I had first come to London at 15,how I couldn't stand home anymore,I wanted to be free.Putting the words she needed into her mouth.I could see her relaxing,nodding as I understood,in a way “they” did not.She told me of her parents,separated for years ,but still fighting.How they both tried to control her life,and use her to score points.I sensed other things ,untold on the edges of her words. “Here we are”I said brightly as I parked up.”Home sweet home.Can you get Hollies lead I don't want her running onto the road”.She was in fact well trained,as soon as we got in she would find her basket and remain there,no matter what she heard.But I wanted the girl to feel useful,needed. The front door closed behind us and I felt the tension building in my chest.The wetness between my legs,the desire ,the need. She put her bag down and turned towards me. A slap across her face,sudden,leaving a mark against her pale skin. “You really are a silly little slut aren’t you,did mummy never tell you not to go off with strangers?” Shock,fear,confusion.I wanted to slap her again,to feel her resist, I wondered how those arms would feel as I gripped them.But I needed to get her upstairs to the bedroom.She must be scared,not paralysed. “Upstairs ,now” I ordered. At the top of the stairs she paused,I pushed her through the open bedroom door,caught by surprise she stumbled,falling to the floor.The sight of her sprawling,looking up at me was almost to much.I took a deep breath to contain my self. “Clothes off now ” “I don't, I don't understand,”she stammered,looking up with tear filled eyes,I stood over her resisting the urge to kiss those wet cheeks. “Its very simple, you are going to remove your clothes.” “I will go to the police,I will”She said in a voice trying to sound confident. “Who will not believe you and will return you home,to the fights,even less freedom,to the hours spent in your bedroom wondering,waiting” At this last comment I glimpsed the darkness in her eyes and knew I had chosen well.I was rarely wrong,like Holly I was too well trained. She remained still,her eyes big with tears.I stood over her and looked down,not speaking.This was the moment on which it all turned.If she chose to fight now there would be violence,rage,her pale skin would be bruised and scratched.A different dance,but one with its own pleasures. But if she co operated,if she allowed herself to be used,then things could take a different path Her hands were shaking as she unbuttoned her shirt,slipping it off her thin shoulders.I decided to help her,obedience is easier for some than choosing. “Stand up,take off your shoes and trousers” She did as she was told,and then she stood in front of me,white knickers and bra,looking at the floor,her body trembling.Grabbing her arm i pulled her across to the bed,she cried out with the pain and tried to pull back,I grabbed her hair ,twisting it in my fingers and she fell to her knees.I knew the level of fear I wanted.Once she stopped struggling I released my grip slightly and she allowed herself to be moved to the bed. The restraints were in place,I was practiced in being able to fasten each of them one handed.Sitting astride her I quickly snapped them in place around her wrists.The feel of her beneath me,her twisted face,her heart beating ,I almost lost control.But that was not the plan.I wanted her,but I would take her when the fear,the excitement had reached the chosen moment. I moved,not totally trusting myself.Looking down at her arms outstretched,legs pressed close together,she knew what was coming.Just not how or when. I left the room. “I have her Sir,”The text was brief.I had not failed yet,now I would wait for the reply.Waiting the need in me grew.My clit was burning,my pussy needed to be filled.In the living room was a locked toybox.A handsome oak chest that attracted no attention .Rooting through it I took out the toy needed for later,and my favourite vibe. Lying flat on my back I imagined her struggling on the bed,legs twisting,trying to squeeze her hands out of the restraints.I started to fuck my self,feeling the vibrator fill my pussy,feeling myself tighten around it.Loosing myself in visions of her tear stained face I came as my mobile buzzed. One word ”Proceed” I stripped,out of the respectable clothes,to my natural,naked state.My breasts were still firm,my stomach flat.More muscular than expected,but that was necessary.As always I wished I could wear my dogtags for this,but it had been deemed to dangerous.Without them i still carried the scars on my back,and the circle of my branding.Both pink and twisted against my pale skin. Gathering the strap on , I headed upstairs.The orgasm had not sated me.Instead it had left me burning for more.As I climbed the stairs I could hear myself breathing,the house seemed to be waiting,holding it’s breath.Outside a car engine revved,i was hyper alert,the carpet felt rough against my feet.I could smell my own cunt,hear her still crying where i had left her.I wondered if she was a screamer. I paused before entering the bedroom,a deep breath.A flash to a different room,so many years before,paying rent in the way he suggested to the young welsh lad who had found me wandering the streets.That first time being bent over the end of his sofa in his bedsit,his thick cock entering my arse ,trying not to respond as he found my clit.Years later I still remember his breath against my neck as he came.The rough feel of the sofa beneath me.Trying not to cry,even as I came. I pushed the thoughts away,that had been 25 years ago,I doubted he would even recognise me now.I had to focus on this girl here.I opened the door. She had been lying motionless,but as she heard me enter the room she started struggling again.Her nipples were hard with fear,her eyes clenched shut.I wanted to feel her skin against mine.Putting the strap on down i walked to the bed and sat astride her.She bucked trying to push me off,as they always did.It meant her stomach rubbed against my wet cunt,each time she tried to push me off my clit touched her pale fevered skin. I lent forward,using my greater weight to stop her struggles.Holding her arms in my hands pinning her to the bed. “Be still,you cant escape but you can make this easy or hard” Leaning caused my nipples to brush against her chest,I rocked slightly savouring the sensation.Tremors going through me as I rubbed my cunt and breasts against her naked defenceless body. I wanted to taste her,I lowered my head,taking one tiny hard nipple in my mouth.She gasped,unable to help herself as I traced around it with my tongue.Sucking gently at first,then harder,pulling it slightly with my teeth.I was still holding her down ,but she was no longer struggling.I transferred my attention to the other nipple,teasing sucking ,licking,until I heard a swallowed sound from her.Halfway between a sob and a moan. Caught by her own bodies betrayal,I knew the confusion she would be feeling.The trick was to ensure her excitement over rode her pain. She did not speak,i wondered if she was wet yet?I moved my hand ,gently stroked her between the legs.She jerked in response,and slammed her thighs together.Too late to hide the fact her pussy was soaking though. “Oh,fighting,not a wise move”She looked at me,fear in her eyes.I got up and went over to the dildo,one end went inside me,the other erect,pointing upwards.A cock that was always hard,always ready,unaffected by pleas or tears. The feeling when I strapped it on,a rush went through me.I was glad she had resisted.Much as I wanted to lick her,I wanted this more. She was kicking her legs,but I had the advantage of strength and experience.I pushed her legs back,till her knees were touching her chest and slowly started to push the dildo into her.The tightness,the resistance,i forced myself to go slowly ,even as i wanted to ride uncontrolled on the end in me. She was crying,begging,i pushed harder,knowing she could take more.I started to build up a rhythm,feeling myself close to orgasm.Faster now the plastic cock was properly inside her.I let go of one leg and started playing with her clit.As I fucked her faster I knew I was close to coming,from the change in her breathing,the little cries that had replaced the sobbing,I knew she was too.Faster i rubbed her, clit her legs had relaxed now,she was lost in the sensation,then,a cry,her skin flushed and she came.Now I could loose myself,finally coming as i fucked her,fucked myself,my pussy filled,I came ,gushing over the dildo,her cunt,i cried out,lost in my orgasm,riding the waves of pleasure.She responded,starting to rise up to the thrusts.I lent forward and played with her nipples,her eyes were closed,she was panting.Coming again her legs were wide open now.I knew we had found a new slut,to train,to share,to set on her way. She was showering,embarrassed,angry ,confused,but docile.I sat on the end of the bed,watching the open bathroom door and going through her bag.Tomorrow Rob would come,she would be fucked again,willingly or unwillingly,she would learn her new role,but tonight was about reassurance and getting to know her. At the bottom of the bag was a diary,always worth reading,even if it contained awful teenage poetry.A few photographs fell out.One,a baby picture caught my eye,mum dad,a fat toddler sitting between them.A memory of a perfect family that never existed.The dad in the photo caught my eye,a strange familiarity.Looking closer,I wondered,surely it was too unlikely a coincidence? “Whats your dads name”I asked her,trying to sound casual.When she told me,all I could do was laugh.It seemed the rent had been refunded,with interest. |
A last check around the house,everything was ready,everything in place.I loved this house,I had been fortunate buying it in Clapham before the market went insane.It had been an early suggestion of Robs',to invest in something that didn't disappear up my nose.At that time I partied hard,played hard.Twenty five and still running. Now I had my little oasis,others thought it odd we did not live together,but he knew how important it was that I could lock the door.Then there was the fact he always joked he was insufferable to live with.In my experience that’s why most relationships founder,people don't accept they are not a dream companion twenty four hours a day,seven days a week. So he had his place,I had mine,and we still shared more than the average husband and wife would ever dream of.Today was a prime example. A few years earlier we had discovered I could never have children,scarring,a reminder of unpleasant episodes in my life.We had mourned,moved on,but one dark night he forced me to confess my disappointment,the secret dream I had held hidden.Unable to bear his children he had devised this way of doing things instead.It worked,and all in all was a more realistic scenario. The scenario?Well if I could not offer him a daughter,I could do the next best thing. I looked at the clock,it was time to go,calling Holly I clipped the lead to her collar."Come on Holly,we are going for a drive"Her ears perked up.She loved the car,would sit happily for hours,her wet black nose poking out into the fume filled traffic.Supposedly dogs have a better sense of smell than us,no one seems to have told Holly that. Parking at Victoria ,was as usual, awful.I ended up on a meter,feeding it pound coins in anticipation of a long wait.This was not the day to get a parking ticket.Once in the station I sat quietly,the rush of people,arriving,parting,hugging,swearing.Some lost in music,others focused ,striding ahead.As always I started inventing lives for them.It was a hang over from my working days.This one a doctor with a guilty secret.That one a caring for a sick wife. I bent down and scratched holly between the ears.She was patient ,as I was,but this wasn’t the ideal environment for a dog .Watching the passengers wearily leave the latest bus to arrive I did not think we would be waiting much longer.It was from Newcastle.They would be tense,tired after the long dull journey south. One of the last to get off she was tall, slim,well dressed,clutching her backpack as if it contained her life savings,which it probably did.As well as books no doubt,and probably a teddy,hidden away at the bottom.I had learnt to avoid the girls with make up and fashionable clothes,the ones who knew already nothing came for free.She looked around 13,that moment between child and woman . “Come on “I said to Holly,”I think we have found her.” She was standing at the exit,drawing up the courage to plunge herself into the city.This was the point of no return,the bus will have seemed unreal,this was it,life as a runaway.. “Excuse me I think you have dropped this” She turned,looking at me then at the the purse ,confused she almost went to check her pocket,despite not recognising the purse in my hand. “Oh no that’s not mine,”Not a strong Geordie accent,I had guessed right,a nice girl from a nice family.For a moment I saw a ghost ,another girl arriving in London,running away from things she did not even admit to herself.Part of the reason I was so good at this ,I had stood,uncertain and afraid,trying to work out what to do next. “Oh, I saw it by your feet,and assumed, it was yours.I suppose I had better hand it in,some poor soul will be going mad.”See how respectable I am ,how decent and honest.I looked around,as if wondering what to do “I was only here to see my daughter off, they must have a lost property office.Could you do me a favour ,hold Holly for me while I go to look?” She looked down at Holly,her laughing mouth,her ears pricked,her tail wagging.She bent down her top hanging forward as she patted Holly on the head.I could see the small tits ,the roundness just filling her bra. “Sure “she said,smiling at the dog.As I walked away I knew I had her.A quick visit to the toilet to dump the empty purse,bought that day at Claire's accessories,We would chat ,I would express my horror at her situation and she would be persuaded to come back with me to my safe welcoming home. In the car we chatted about how I had first come to London at 15,how I couldn't stand home anymore,I wanted to be free.Putting the words she needed into her mouth.I could see her relaxing,nodding as I understood,in a way “they” did not.She told me of her parents,separated for years ,but still fighting.How they both tried to control her life,and use her to score points.I sensed other things ,untold on the edges of her words. “Here we are”I said brightly as I parked up.”Home sweet home.Can you get Hollies lead I don't want her running onto the road”.She was in fact well trained,as soon as we got in she would find her basket and remain there,no matter what she heard.But I wanted the girl to feel useful,needed. The front door closed behind us and I felt the tension building in my chest.The wetness between my legs,the desire ,the need. She put her bag down and turned towards me. A slap across her face,sudden,leaving a mark against her pale skin. “You really are a silly little slut aren’t you,did mummy never tell you not to go off with strangers?” Shock,fear,confusion.I wanted to slap her again,to feel her resist, I wondered how those arms would feel as I gripped them.But I needed to get her upstairs to the bedroom.She must be scared,not paralysed. “Upstairs ,now” I ordered. At the top of the stairs she paused,I pushed her through the open bedroom door,caught by surprise she stumbled,falling to the floor.The sight of her sprawling,looking up at me was almost to much.I took a deep breath to contain my self. “Clothes off now ” “I don't, I don't understand,”she stammered,looking up with tear filled eyes,I stood over her resisting the urge to kiss those wet cheeks. “Its very simple, you are going to remove your clothes.” “I will go to the police,I will”She said in a voice trying to sound confident. “Who will not believe you and will return you home,to the fights,even less freedom,to the hours spent in your bedroom wondering,waiting” At this last comment I glimpsed the darkness in her eyes and knew I had chosen well.I was rarely wrong,like Holly I was too well trained. She remained still,her eyes big with tears.I stood over her and looked down,not speaking.This was the moment on which it all turned.If she chose to fight now there would be violence,rage,her pale skin would be bruised and scratched.A different dance,but one with its own pleasures. But if she co operated,if she allowed herself to be used,then things could take a different path Her hands were shaking as she unbuttoned her shirt,slipping it off her thin shoulders.I decided to help her,obedience is easier for some than choosing. “Stand up,take off your shoes and trousers” She did as she was told,and then she stood in front of me,white knickers and bra,looking at the floor,her body trembling.Grabbing her arm i pulled her across to the bed,she cried out with the pain and tried to pull back,I grabbed her hair ,twisting it in my fingers and she fell to her knees.I knew the level of fear I wanted.Once she stopped struggling I released my grip slightly and she allowed herself to be moved to the bed. The restraints were in place,I was practiced in being able to fasten each of them one handed.Sitting astride her I quickly snapped them in place around her wrists.The feel of her beneath me,her twisted face,her heart beating ,I almost lost control.But that was not the plan.I wanted her,but I would take her when the fear,the excitement had reached the chosen moment. I moved,not totally trusting myself.Looking down at her arms outstretched,legs pressed close together,she knew what was coming.Just not how or when. I left the room. “I have her Sir,”The text was brief.I had not failed yet,now I would wait for the reply.Waiting the need in me grew.My clit was burning,my pussy needed to be filled.In the living room was a locked toybox.A handsome oak chest that attracted no attention .Rooting through it I took out the toy needed for later,and my favourite vibe. Lying flat on my back I imagined her struggling on the bed,legs twisting,trying to squeeze her hands out of the restraints.I started to fuck my self,feeling the vibrator fill my pussy,feeling myself tighten around it.Loosing myself in visions of her tear stained face I came as my mobile buzzed. One word ”Proceed” I stripped,out of the respectable clothes,to my natural,naked state.My breasts were still firm,my stomach flat.More muscular than expected,but that was necessary.As always I wished I could wear my dogtags for this,but it had been deemed to dangerous.Without them i still carried the scars on my back,and the circle of my branding.Both pink and twisted against my pale skin. Gathering the strap on , I headed upstairs.The orgasm had not sated me.Instead it had left me burning for more.As I climbed the stairs I could hear myself breathing,the house seemed to be waiting,holding it’s breath.Outside a car engine revved,i was hyper alert,the carpet felt rough against my feet.I could smell my own cunt,hear her still crying where i had left her.I wondered if she was a screamer. I paused before entering the bedroom,a deep breath.A flash to a different room,so many years before,paying rent in the way he suggested to the young welsh lad who had found me wandering the streets.That first time being bent over the end of his sofa in his bedsit,his thick cock entering my arse ,trying not to respond as he found my clit.Years later I still remember his breath against my neck as he came.The rough feel of the sofa beneath me.Trying not to cry,even as I came. I pushed the thoughts away,that had been 25 years ago,I doubted he would even recognise me now.I had to focus on this girl here.I opened the door. She had been lying motionless,but as she heard me enter the room she started struggling again.Her nipples were hard with fear,her eyes clenched shut.I wanted to feel her skin against mine.Putting the strap on down i walked to the bed and sat astride her.She bucked trying to push me off,as they always did.It meant her stomach rubbed against my wet cunt,each time she tried to push me off my clit touched her pale fevered skin. I lent forward,using my greater weight to stop her struggles.Holding her arms in my hands pinning her to the bed. “Be still,you cant escape but you can make this easy or hard” Leaning caused my nipples to brush against her chest,I rocked slightly savouring the sensation.Tremors going through me as I rubbed my cunt and breasts against her naked defenceless body. I wanted to taste her,I lowered my head,taking one tiny hard nipple in my mouth.She gasped,unable to help herself as I traced around it with my tongue.Sucking gently at first,then harder,pulling it slightly with my teeth.I was still holding her down ,but she was no longer struggling.I transferred my attention to the other nipple,teasing sucking ,licking,until I heard a swallowed sound from her.Halfway between a sob and a moan. Caught by her own bodies betrayal,I knew the confusion she would be feeling.The trick was to ensure her excitement over rode her pain. She did not speak,i wondered if she was wet yet?I moved my hand ,gently stroked her between the legs.She jerked in response,and slammed her thighs together.Too late to hide the fact her pussy was soaking though. “Oh,fighting,not a wise move”She looked at me,fear in her eyes.I got up and went over to the dildo,one end went inside me,the other erect,pointing upwards.A cock that was always hard,always ready,unaffected by pleas or tears. The feeling when I strapped it on,a rush went through me.I was glad she had resisted.Much as I wanted to lick her,I wanted this more. She was kicking her legs,but I had the advantage of strength and experience.I pushed her legs back,till her knees were touching her chest and slowly started to push the dildo into her.The tightness,the resistance,i forced myself to go slowly ,even as i wanted to ride uncontrolled on the end in me. She was crying,begging,i pushed harder,knowing she could take more.I started to build up a rhythm,feeling myself close to orgasm.Faster now the plastic cock was properly inside her.I let go of one leg and started playing with her clit.As I fucked her faster I knew I was close to coming,from the change in her breathing,the little cries that had replaced the sobbing,I knew she was too.Faster i rubbed her, clit her legs had relaxed now,she was lost in the sensation,then,a cry,her skin flushed and she came.Now I could loose myself,finally coming as i fucked her,fucked myself,my pussy filled,I came ,gushing over the dildo,her cunt,i cried out,lost in my orgasm,riding the waves of pleasure.She responded,starting to rise up to the thrusts.I lent forward and played with her nipples,her eyes were closed,she was panting.Coming again her legs were wide open now.I knew we had found a new slut,to train,to share,to set on her way. She was showering,embarrassed,angry ,confused,but docile.I sat on the end of the bed,watching the open bathroom door and going through her bag.Tomorrow Rob would come,she would be fucked again,willingly or unwillingly,she would learn her new role,but tonight was about reassurance and getting to know her. At the bottom of the bag was a diary,always worth reading,even if it contained awful teenage poetry.A few photographs fell out.One,a baby picture caught my eye,mum dad,a fat toddler sitting between them.A memory of a perfect family that never existed.The dad in the photo caught my eye,a strange familiarity.Looking closer,I wondered,surely it was too unlikely a coincidence? “Whats your dads name”I asked her,trying to sound casual.When she told me,all I could do was laugh.It seemed the rent had been refunded,with interest. |
The Private school has a lot of rumors, as most schools do, but I didn’t believe half of them. I always thought that they were just jokes, stories to impress or hurt others. It wasn’t until sophomore year that I found out how many of them might had been truth. I will recall as many as I can. I am not too sure how many were true or not, but I guess you will just have to figure that one out for yourself… My first story begins with Val, the story of how he lost his virginity. Believe it or not, but this is what he said... There were three Megans: Megan M., Megan H., and Megan W., Each a different personality, clique and look. Megan M. was a tall, slender, attractive girl; she had a light brown hair that went to just below her shoulders and light brown eyes. She was very athletic, Varsity Soccer and Volleyball. She was a shy girl who had the kindest of voices. She was the kind of girl whose voice you never minded hearing. She didn’t have the largest breasts, but her tight uniform shirt always made you want to see more. She didn’t have the biggest butt, but her skirt could never be too short. Megan H. was a shorter girl, around five feet tall, she was one of the more popular and outgoing girls. She had dark brown hair and dark mischievous eyes. Megan H. had breast that were barely b-cup but that was fine, because she was sexy as hell anyways. Even the way she talked could turn you on, and just about everyone that hung out with her had fantasized about being with her, even the girls. Megan W. was shy and brainy. She was the kind who did chess club and robotics. She had long dirty blonde hair that went to just below her shoulders, and light blue-green eyes. Just because she was nerdy did not mean she wasn’t hot, she was thin with b-cup breasts, she was also a little above five feet. Val was not the most athletic guy; he was around 5’ 10” and wide shoulders. He wasn’t fat, just naturally wide with a little muscle. He had light brown eyes and dark black hair. Val was also one of the smarter kids, AP classes and higher level math, you know the type. From what he says, he is around 7”long and 1.5” wide. Enough descriptions, let’s move onto the actually story. Megan M. and I had our first and last classes together. We never ran out of things to laugh or joke about. It was nice to start and end days with that kind of humor. Our first hour was Theology, a private school (remember?), and on that particular Monday we were missing class to watch another movie on how bad sex and masturbation was, and how we should save our selves, the usual. Megan and I sat in the back row, avoiding as much of the crowd as we could, so we wouldn’t get scolded for our comments and laughing. The teacher didn’t mind too much, mainly because he had started to doze off before the intro was over. For the most part it was just the same-old cheesy movie that showed how “dangerous” sex could really be and how sinful it was. Both of us laughed at the quality and budget the movie was made with. Then it hit the second topic, masturbation. It talked about porn, and I saw a lot of guys start to shift uncomfortably. A scantily clad ex-porn star started going on about how bad she felt about being in the industry. I quickly adjusted to give my boner more room. Megan noticed and quietly laughed, starting to make jokes about my “pre-dick-ament”. I looked her in the eyes and quietly said “It’s no laughing matter; it hurts a lot when left unattended. From what I understand, if left too long it can be traumatic” That’s when things too an odd turn. “Well I really don’t want you to be in any kind of pain…” That’s when in one swift move, she looked at the sleeping teacher, unzipped my pants, and unleashed my cock. It was almost fully hard, and her soft tender hands were helping to wake it up. While still looking like she was watching the movie, she made sure no other students or the teacher could see what exactly she was doing. She gently squeezed at the base and brought her hand to the tip. Within seconds my cock was so hard it actually hurt, she kept gently stroking it, making sure she hit the bottom, then the very tip. It was then that she very innocently looked up at me and asked “Doesn’t cum shoot out near the end?” Being in such bliss I was hardly in any position to do any kind of thinking, I found the will power to nod yes. “We can’t have it shoot out all over my school shirt and arm!’ she whispered. I realized she had a point, double checking to see if anyone herd, I looked her in the eyes and said “Wait, what if you swallow it? It would take care of the mess.” Her eyes widened, she seemed excited to try that. Doing one last double take, she plunged her head into my lap and gave me the best (and first) blowjob ever. She went slow, taking about half, then coming up to the tip and plunging down. She kept this up for another minute or so, before I started to feel my balls tighten. “Megan, I’m about to cum.” I quietly warned her. She popped her head up and tightly squeezed the base of my cock, man did that hurt. “I don’t want to end the fun just yet.” She zipped up my pants and motioned me to follow, being near the back we were able to sneak across the hall to the bathrooms without being herd. We snuck into the second girls stall and started madly and passionately kissing. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and wrestled with mine, then explored every nook and crevice in my mouth. I reluctantly moved to kissing her neck madly. I quickly removed her shirt and bra and sucked on each of the beautiful mounds, first around the nipples and then right on them. Then I slid her skirt and panties to her ankles and started kissing her pussy. My tongue explored the walls, and then it hit something… her hymen. I quickly stood up and asked her "Megan, are you sure you want to go through with this?” She looked me in the eyes, with an almost pleading look in her eyes, I automatically knew the answer. I gave her a quick warning about how it was going to hurt, removed my pants so I didn’t get blood on them, and then lifted her up. With my left hand holding her weight I positioned my cock to her pussy, started a kiss and then I dropped her down. She screamed in my mouth, I let her become comfortable with the size, then started to slowly fuck her. I lasted a good minute or so before I felt that familiar tingling. I warned her again. “Cum in me.” She ordered. I didn’t need to be told twice and unloaded spurt after spurt. I set her down on the toilet and wiped off my cock. I grabbed some more T.P. and wiped off excess semen. I gently licked her outer lips, finally getting a chance to get an up-close look at her pussy. It was a brilliant pink with a finely groomed landing strip of light brown hair. I went to work licking the outer lips and flicking her clit with my tongue. After I cleaned her up and we both got dressed, we snuck back into the auditorium. Man was I glad I brought gum. The movie was almost over and no one seemed to notice we were gone. They were going over the consequences of pre-marital sex, and of course Megan and I giggled, when something they said made me think. Teenage mothers. “Shit!” I whispered. “What?” Megan quietly asked. “I came inside you, are you on the pill?” I was really worrying, I was not ready to be a dad, and I sure as hell knew I wouldn’t just leave Megan. “Its fine,” she said, “I am on the pill, and I’ve been on it for almost a year now.” “Phew” I said. Dodged that bullet, I thought to myself. The bell rang and I walked her to her locker, the entire way talking about nothing in particular. I replayed what happed through my head over and over during second hour. I was excited to see where this relationship was going. I was so lost in thought I was having a really hard time paying attention. After second hour I walked to my locker and exchanged books, all with my head in the clouds. And that’s when it happened. “Shit!” Megan H. said. “Whoops sorry.” I replied, my head was so high in the clouds; that I accidently bumped into her and knocked a few of her books down. I helped her pick up her books, because we had the same third hour I walked with her to class. “You ok?” She asked, “You seem kind of out of it.” Man she had no idea. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just had a hell of a morning.” Megan H. and I were good friends. We had third and fourth hour together, and shared a taste in music. We talked about upcoming bands and some small talk about classes. We headed on to Spanish, fourth hour together. Our fourth hour was an odd one, it was split into three 30 minute sections; we had class the first and last part, and a lunch break in the middle. We continued talking about music, discussing the work of Miike Snow and Green Day, their older stuff. That’s when it happened. “Val, are you still a virgin?” She asked. I just had to avoid the topic for another minute or so until the lunch bell rang. “I…uh…um…” I stuttered. Man I was sweating bullets and nervous as hell. “It’s ok if you are, I’m just curious.” Then the bell rang. Phew dodged that bullet. I started to get up and walk to the lunch room when she tugged at my shirt urging me to stay seated. After everyone had left the room, teacher included, she asked me again “So are you a virgin?” I started to stutter again, I looked into her mischievous eyes and saw that she really wanted to know. I was stunned; I froze and didn’t know what to do. She helped me with that. She guided me to my feet and into the hall. She pulled all the way to the end of the school that students hardly went to… near the auditorium. She pulled me to the women’s restroom and into the second stall over. Still frozen I mindlessly followed her; curious to see where this was going. She positioned me in between her and the stall door. She sat on the toilet and unzipped my pants. She maneuvered my cock through the underwear and out into the open. Even though I had just fucked this morning, I was practically hard already. I could feel her warm breath on my cock. She gripped it and started pumping faster and faster, working to get it as hard as it could be. She then took it into her mouth. All seven inches. In one thrust. To say I was impressed was an understatement. She wrapped the bottom half with her tongue and moved it left and right all while deep throating it. I really didn’t know how long I would last if she kept this up. After a few more minutes of this bliss, she stood up. “I guess I get your V-Card, huh?” She said. I didn’t reply at all, I just turned her around, lifted her skirt and started massaging her ass. I moved her panties out of the way so that I could admire all of her. I gently used my pinkie and ring fingers to finger fuck her. I started very slowly and built up speed; once I was about mid-speed I extended my pointer finger to start to massage her asshole. “Shit!” I could hear her gasp. I pushed harder and harder until I penetrated her puckered hole, I could feel both her pussy and asshole tighten as she moaned in bliss. I just gave a girl an orgasm, I thought to myself. While she was leaning over I positioned my cock to her pussy, and pushed in. After a few thrusts I figured I was lubricated enough and stopped. “What the hell!” She yelled at me “Why the fuck did you sto…” She went silent as forced the head of my cock into her tight asshole. As I went deeper and deeper into her bowels Megan H. started moaning louder and louder. I reached to her front and started fingering her clit. After a few minutes of this I felt her sphincter start to tighten. It was well more than I could handle. I came pretty hard. Spurt after spurt flooded into her, I lost count after 10. As my cock started to limp, I pulled out with a satisfying pop. Copying what I did earlier, I grabbed some T.P. and cleaned off my dick. Grabbing more, I knelt down to Megan’s bum and started to wipe off the excess jizz. I then proceeded to lick it extra clean. Once again glad I had some gum. After both of us got dressed we headed to our lockers, which were right by each other, and grabbed our lunch. “So, what did you think of it?” She asked me. “Fucking amazing, and what did you think?” “Well I’ve never had anyone in my ass before, but that was fucking amazing.” “Huh, so I popped you anal cherry? A cherry for a cherry I guess?” “Yeah I guess so. Just remember, anytime you’re pussy hungry before lunch…” “I’ll make sure I keep you in mind.” I stole a quick kiss then walked to sit with, friends and Megan with hers. “The fuck was that Val?” My friend Brian asked as I sat down. “Don’t worry about it man.” I said as I scarfed down my lunch. The rest of the lunch went by pretty quick. For the rest of the day I thought about how I go to fuck two of the hottest sophomores in the school, within five hours of each other. I was on top of the world. The rest of the day went pretty uneventful. It wasn’t until I went to seventh, the last, hour that I got to see either of the Megans. Megan M. was sitting in her usual spot right next to me. There was a test so we really didn’t talk that much, but I did get to take in her looks quite a bit. After the test I walked her to her locker and had some small talk. I told her I’d see her tomorrow, then headed to my locker grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. I saw Megan W. Standing next to her car waiting for me. Megan W. was a year ahead of me, a junior, and had given me a ride home since last year. “Hurry up Val, I haven’t got all day.” She called over to me. “Ok, ok I’m hurrying.” I called back. She drove an old white Honda. She was almost the definition of a hipster, large fake glasses, an old looking jacket and large bracelets. She was pretty damn hot. As I threw my backpack into the backseat, she plugged her iPod into the car’s radio. Miike Snow’s Animal came on and I instantly flashed back to fucking Megan H. My eyes glazed over, cock hardened, and mind wondered. As the song ended Megan asked “So, anything interesting happened to you today?” Yeah I fucked two chicks. “No, not really, just same-old same-old. Anything interesting happen to you?” “Na, pretty boring” she replied, “just a few tests.” My mind went back to the other two Megans, and my cock only grew harder. About halfway through, she veered away from the normal path, now making her way to some parking lot. As she parked, I asked “What are we doing here?” “Well, these long ass car rides aren’t exactly free…” “What do you mean, I give you gas money and I only live half a bloc…” She stopped me with a kiss, gently, without tongue. I loved it. She pulled back first. “Noticed that hard on you have. Is it just for me?” Confused, but wanting more I softly replied “You know it.” We went back to the gentle kiss, it was so soft. Her lips were warm, and smooth as silk. I felt her hand move down to my chest. She pulled off my shirt, and then I pulled off her shirt and bra. The kiss became more and more intense; I felt her tongue press against my lips. I warmly embraced it into my mouth, our tongues flicked and rubbed against each other. Her hand moved down my chest and to my belt. I started to feel her chest, gently massaging each one; I could feel her humming into my mouth. The soft vibrations intensified the feeling in my mouth. As she slid my pants of I slipped into the backseat, and pulled her into the backseat. I laid down in the back while she straddled my hips, she took her skirt off and slid her panties down, her hair partially covered her nipples in the most beautiful way. As she gently lowered herself onto my engorged cock, she quietly whispered to me “Please go slowly” She dropped on top of me, landing on my engorged cock. I felt her hymen rip under the pressure. “Shit! Megan, are you a virgin?” I asked as she got used to my size. After a few seconds, she found the strength to reply “Not anymore.” I let her control the speed, it was easier this way, because she was on top. She started off slowly, taking her time, but making sure she went as low as she could and then all the way up, until just the head was in her. Megan gently moaned, she started pumping faster and faster, her moans started to grow until I felt her pussy lips clench around my cock. She stopped as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her. When it stopped she leaned down for a kiss. While we tongue fucked, a lifted her and switched positions. So now I was on top and could control the speed. I started slowly but soon I was pumping harder and harder. I lifted up one of her legs for leverage and fucked her as hard as I could. After fifteen minutes of this hard core position, felt the familiar tingling in my balls “Fuck! I’m Cumming!” “Shit, don’t cum in me, cum on me.” With all of the strength left in me, I pulled out but kept vigorously stroking my cock. It wasn’t long before spurt after spurt of semen landed on Megan’s face, chest and stomach. After another slow dramatic kiss, I grabbed a sock and went to work. I wiped my dick off, then leaned down and started wiping, kissing and sucking warm pussy. After a bit, I slid on my underwear, pants and shirt. I helped Megan slide on her panties, then her skirt, then bra and shirt. After a few more minutes of kissing, we snuggled nest to each other. Eventually she fell asleep. Even though I was also pretty tired, I woke myself up, started her car and drove her home. I pulled into her drive way and somehow managed to wiggle her out of the backseat. I carried her to her door, opened it (she usually kept in unlocked) and laid her down on her bed. Needles to say I left her on her bed for an after school nap while I walked home. The Next Day My parents brought me to school the morning. I was feeling great; I got a good night’s sleep and was actually excited for the day. My cock, on the other hand, was sore as hell from all of the sex it had yesterday. I saw Megan M. on the way to my locker; we had some small talk a passionate kiss and then went to first hour together. After the lecturing was over with, we had a few minutes to our selves. Megan was sitting right next to me in her desk and once again we found ourselves wading through small talk. It seemed like nothing had changed, that is until she grabbed my cock. “Guahhh-ahhhh” “What?” she asked. “Baby, it’s sore as hell. You must have thoroughly fucked me yesterday” “Yeah,” She gave it a firm squeeze before letting go, “Or you masturbated like hell when you got home.” “Either way, it’s tender as hell. Let’s give the poor guy a break.” I replied. “Ok” We continued our random conversations, and then the bell rang. I walked her back to her locker as usually then grabbed my second hour books. Second hour went by amazingly slow, mainly because I couldn't wait to see Megan H. I caught her on my way to Spanish and we had our usual conversations. When the bell rang I saw her start to get up and leave, I tugged on her shirt and had her wait. As soon as everyone, teacher included, left the room I said “Hey I never got to repay you from yesterday.” “Oh” was all she could say. We walked over to the girls stall we went to yesterday. I sat down on the toilet seat and pulled her skirt and panties down. I started to gently kiss her outer lips, sucking and licking them slowly. Man did I go to work. I started sliding my tongue in and out faster and faster. I then moved to her clit, sucking on it and flicking it on my tongue. “I’m about to…” Was all she let out before a long stream of her own cum shot out. Man I’ve head of squirters, seen videos of it and stuff, but it was not as hot as the real thing. “Holy Shit.” “Sorry, I generally try not to do that in front of guys.” “No, its fine” I said, “Actually, that might just have been the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” We kissed a few more times, she tried to get my pants off, but I wouldn’t let her. “Come on, let’s do it quickly.” “Megan, it’s too tender. You must’ve fucked me too hard.” “Yeah, that or you jerked off like crazy when you got home.” What the hell, I thought. Is that just what everyone thinks? “Either way…” I gently kissed her and we headed to our lockers and then the lunch room. The rest of the day went slowly. My last hour, with Megan M, went by pretty quickly. After school Megan W. gave me another ride home. She told me thanks for taking her home, but that what happened was an accident. She went on how she almost gave her virginity to her now ex-boyfriend who she caught fucking some popular girl. She really didn’t want to talk about it. The rest of the way home was pretty awkward and silent. The rest of the week went by pretty similarly. Megan M and I started dating and becoming serious. I did find out more about what happened to Megan W. Turns out, her boy friend was sleeping with… Megan H. Great. Where did she find them? Girl’s restroom by the auditorium. Even better. I knew I needed to stay away from that girl. To Be Continued… Eventually… Authors note: This is my first story, so please be gentle and only post comments with constructive criticism. If you have any questions feel free to P.M. me. |
The Private school has a lot of rumors, as most schools do, but I didn't believe half of them. I always thought that they were just jokes, stories to impress or hurt others. It wasn't until sophomore year that I found out how many of them might had been truth. I will recall as many as I can. I am not too sure how many were true or not, but I guess you will just have to figure that one out for yourself? My first story begins with Val, the story of how he lost his virginity. Believe it or not, but this is what he said... There were three Megans: Megan M., Megan H., and Megan W., Each a different personality, clique and look. Megan M. was a tall, slender, attractive girl; she had a light brown hair that went to just below her shoulders and light brown eyes. She was very athletic, Varsity Soccer and Volleyball. She was a shy girl who had the kindest of voices. She was the kind of girl whose voice you never minded hearing. She didn't have the largest breasts, but her tight uniform shirt always made you want to see more. She didn't have the biggest butt, but her skirt could never be too short. Megan H. was a shorter girl, around five feet tall, she was one of the more popular and outgoing girls. She had dark brown hair and dark mischievous eyes. Megan H. had breast that were barely b-cup but that was fine, because she was sexy as hell anyways. Even the way she talked could turn you on, and just about everyone that hung out with her had fantasized about being with her, even the girls. Megan W. was shy and brainy. She was the kind who did chess club and robotics. She had long dirty blonde hair that went to just below her shoulders, and light blue-green eyes. Just because she was nerdy did not mean she wasn't hot, she was thin with b-cup breasts, she was also a little above five feet. Val was not the most athletic guy; he was around 5' 10" and wide shoulders. He wasn't fat, just naturally wide with a little muscle. He had light brown eyes and dark black hair. Val was also one of the smarter kids, AP classes and higher level math, you know the type. From what he says, he is around 7" long and 1.5" wide. Enough descriptions, let's move onto the actually story. Megan M. and I had our first and last classes together. We never ran out of things to laugh or joke about. It was nice to start and end days with that kind of humor. Our first hour was Theology, a private school (remember?), and on that particular Monday we were missing class to watch another movie on how bad sex and masturbation was, and how we should save our selves, the usual. Megan and I sat in the back row, avoiding as much of the crowd as we could, so we wouldn't get scolded for our comments and laughing. The teacher didn't mind too much, mainly because he had started to doze off before the intro was over. For the most part it was just the same-old cheesy movie that showed how "dangerous" sex could really be and how sinful it was. Both of us laughed at the quality and budget the movie was made with. Then it hit the second topic, masturbation. It talked about porn, and I saw a lot of guys start to shift uncomfortably. A scantily clad ex-porn star started going on about how bad she felt about being in the industry. I quickly adjusted to give my boner more room. Megan noticed and quietly laughed, starting to make jokes about my "pre-dick-ament". I looked her in the eyes and quietly said "It's no laughing matter; it hurts a lot when left unattended. From what I understand, if left too long it can be traumatic" That's when things too an odd turn. "Well I really don't want you to be in any kind of pain!" That's when in one swift move, she looked at the sleeping teacher, unzipped my pants, and unleashed my cock. It was almost fully hard, and her soft tender hands were helping to wake it up. While still looking like she was watching the movie, she made sure no other students or the teacher could see what exactly she was doing. She gently squeezed at the base and brought her hand to the tip. Within seconds my cock was so hard it actually hurt, she kept gently stroking it, making sure she hit the bottom, then the very tip. It was then that she very innocently looked up at me and asked "Doesn't cum shoot out near the end?" Being in such bliss I was hardly in any position to do any kind of thinking, I found the will power to nod yes. "We can't have it shoot out all over my school shirt and arm!" she whispered. I realized she had a point, double checking to see if anyone herd, I looked her in the eyes and said "Wait, what if you swallow it? It would take care of the mess." Her eyes widened, she seemed excited to try that. Doing one last double take, she plunged her head into my lap and gave me the best (and first) blowjob ever. She went slow, taking about half, then coming up to the tip and plunging down. She kept this up for another minute or so, before I started to feel my balls tighten. "Megan, I'm about to cum." I quietly warned her. She popped her head up and tightly squeezed the base of my cock, man did that hurt. "I don't want to end the fun just yet." She zipped up my pants and motioned me to follow, being near the back we were able to sneak across the hall to the bathrooms without being herd. We snuck into the second girls stall and started madly and passionately kissing. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and wrestled with mine, then explored every nook and crevice in my mouth. I reluctantly moved to kissing her neck madly. I quickly removed her shirt and bra and sucked on each of the beautiful mounds, first around the nipples and then right on them. Then I slid her skirt and panties to her ankles and started kissing her pussy. My tongue explored the walls, and then it hit something, her hymen. I quickly stood up and asked her "Megan, are you sure you want to go through with this?" She looked me in the eyes, with an almost pleading look in her eyes, I automatically knew the answer. I gave her a quick warning about how it was going to hurt, removed my pants so I didn't get blood on them, and then lifted her up. With my left hand holding her weight I positioned my cock to her pussy, started a kiss and then I dropped her down. She screamed in my mouth, I let her become comfortable with the size, then started to slowly fuck her. I lasted a good minute or so before I felt that familiar tingling. I warned her again. "Cum in me." She ordered. I didn't need to be told twice and unloaded spurt after spurt. I set her down on the toilet and wiped off my cock. I grabbed some more T.P. and wiped off excess semen. I gently licked her outer lips, finally getting a chance to get an up-close look at her pussy. It was a brilliant pink with a finely groomed landing strip of light brown hair. I went to work licking the outer lips and flicking her clit with my tongue. After I cleaned her up and we both got dressed, we snuck back into the auditorium. Man was I glad I brought gum. The movie was almost over and no one seemed to notice we were gone. They were going over the consequences of pre-marital sex, and of course Megan and" I giggled, when something they said made me think. Teenage mothers. "Shit!" I whispered. "What?" Megan quietly asked. "I came inside you, are you on the pill?" I was really worrying, I was not ready to be a dad, and I sure as hell knew I wouldn't just leave Megan. "Its fine," she said, "I am on the pill, and I've been on it for almost a year now." "Phew" I said. Dodged that bullet, I thought to myself. The bell rang and I walked her to her locker, the entire way talking about nothing in particular. I replayed what happed through my head over and over during second hour. I was excited to see where this relationship was going. I was so lost in thought I was having a really hard time paying attention. After second hour I walked to my locker and exchanged books, all with my head in the clouds. And that?s when it happened. "Shit!" Megan H. said. "Whoops sorry." I replied, my head was so high in the clouds; that I accidently bumped into her and knocked a few of her books down. I helped her pick up her books, because we had the same third hour I walked with her to class. "You ok?" She asked, "You seem kind of out of it." Man she had no idea. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a hell of a morning." Megan H. and I were good friends. We had third and fourth hour together, and shared a taste in music. We talked about upcoming bands and some small talk about classes. We headed on to Spanish, fourth hour together. Our fourth hour was an odd one, it was split into three 30 minute sections; we had class the first and last part, and a lunch break in the middle. We continued talking about music, discussing the work of Miike Snow and Green Day, their older stuff. That's when it happened. "Val, are you still a virgin?" She asked. I just had to avoid the topic for another minute or so until the lunch bell rang. "I...uh...um..." I stuttered. Man I was sweating bullets and nervous as hell. "It's ok if you are, I'm just curious." Then the bell rang. Phew dodged that bullet. I started to get up and walk to the lunch room when she tugged at my shirt urging me to stay seated. After everyone had left the room, teacher included, she asked me again "So are you a virgin?" I started to stutter again, I looked into her mischievous eyes and saw that she really wanted to know. I was stunned; I froze and didn"t know what to do. She helped me with that. She guided me to my feet and into the hall. She pulled all the way to the end of the school that students hardly went to, near the auditorium. She pulled me to the women's restroom and into the second stall over. Still frozen I mindlessly followed her; curious to see where this was going. She positioned me in between her and the stall door. She sat on the toilet and unzipped my pants. She maneuvered my cock through the underwear and out into the open. Even though I had just fucked this morning, I was practically hard already. I could feel her warm breath on my cock. She gripped it and started pumping faster and faster, working to get it as hard as it could be. She then took it into her mouth. All seven inches. In one thrust. To say I was impressed was an understatement. She wrapped the bottom half with her tongue and moved it left and right all while deep throating it. I really didn't know how long I would last if she kept this up. After a few more minutes of this bliss, she stood up. "I guess I get your V-Card, huh?" She said. I didn't reply at all, I just turned her around, lifted her skirt and started massaging her ass. I moved her panties out of the way so that I could admire all of her. I gently used my pinkie and ring fingers to finger fuck her. I started very slowly and built up speed; once I was about mid-speed I extended my pointer finger to start to massage her asshole. "Shit!" I could hear her gasp. I pushed harder and harder until I penetrated her puckered hole, I could feel both her pussy and asshole tighten as she moaned in bliss. I just gave a girl an orgasm, I thought to myself. While she was leaning over I positioned my cock to her pussy, and pushed in. After a few thrusts I figured I was lubricated enough and stopped. "What the hell!" She yelled at me "Why the fuck did you sto..." She went silent as forced the head of my cock into her tight asshole. As I went deeper and deeper into her bowels Megan H. started moaning louder and louder. I reached to her front and started fingering her clit. After a few minutes of this I felt her sphincter start to tighten. It was well more than I could handle. I came pretty hard. Spurt after spurt flooded into her, I lost count after 10. As my cock started to limp, I pulled out with a satisfying pop. Copying what I did earlier, I grabbed some T.P. and cleaned off my dick. Grabbing more, I knelt down to Megan's bum and started to wipe off the excess jizz. I then proceeded to lick it extra clean. Once again glad I had some gum. After both of us got dressed we headed to our lockers, which were right by each other, and grabbed our lunch. "So, what did you think of it?" She asked me. "Fucking amazing, and what did you think?" "Well I've never had anyone in my ass before, but that was fucking amazing." "Huh, so I popped you anal cherry? A cherry for a cherry I guess?" "Yeah I guess so. Just remember, anytime you're pussy hungry before lunch?" "I'll make sure I keep you in mind." I stole a quick kiss then walked to sit with, friends and Megan with hers. "The fuck was that Val?" My friend Brian asked as I sat down. "Don't worry about it man." I said as I scarfed down my lunch. The rest of the lunch went by pretty quick. For the rest of the day I thought about how I go to fuck two of the hottest sophomores in the school, within five hours of each other. I was on top of the world. The rest of the day went pretty uneventful. It wasn't until I went to seventh, the last, hour that I got to see either of the Megans. Megan M. was sitting in her usual spot right next to me. There was a test so we really didn't talk that much, but I did get to take in her looks quite a bit. After the test I walked her to her locker and had some small talk. I told her I'd see her tomorrow, then headed to my locker grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. I saw Megan W. Standing next to her car waiting for me. Megan W. was a year ahead of me, a junior, and had given me a ride home since last year. "Hurry up Val, I haven't got all day." She called over to me. "Ok, ok I'm hurrying." I called back. She drove an old white Honda. She was almost the definition of a hipster, large fake glasses, an old looking jacket and large bracelets. She was pretty damn hot. As I threw my backpack into the backseat, she plugged her iPod into the car's radio. Miike Snow's Animal came on and I instantly flashed back to fucking Megan H. My eyes glazed over, cock hardened, and mind wondered. As the song ended Megan asked "So, anything interesting happened to you today?" Yeah I fucked two chicks. "No, not really, just same-old same-old. Anything interesting happen to you?" "Na, pretty boring" she replied, "just a few tests." My mind went back to the other two Megans, and my cock only grew harder. About halfway through, she veered away from the normal path, now making her way to some parking lot. As she parked, I asked "What are we doing here?" "Well, these long ass car rides aren't exactly free..." "What do you mean, I give you gas money and I only live half a bloc...." She stopped me with a kiss, gently, without tongue. I loved it. She pulled back first. "Noticed that hard on you have. Is it just for me?" Confused, but wanting more I softly replied "You know it." We went back to the gentle kiss, it was so soft. Her lips were warm, and smooth as silk. I felt her hand move down to my chest. She pulled off my shirt, and then I pulled off her shirt and bra. The kiss became more and more intense; I felt her tongue press against my lips. I warmly embraced it into my mouth, our tongues flicked and rubbed against each other. Her hand moved down my chest and to my belt. I started to feel her chest, gently massaging each one; I could feel her humming into my mouth. The soft vibrations intensified the feeling in my mouth. As she slid my pants of I slipped into the backseat, and pulled her into the backseat. I laid down in the back while she straddled my hips, she took her skirt off and slid her panties down, her hair partially covered her nipples in the most beautiful way. As she gently lowered herself onto my engorged cock, she quietly whispered to me "Please go slowly" She dropped on top of me, landing on my engorged cock. I felt her hymen rip under the pressure. "Shit! Megan, are you a virgin?" I asked as she got used to my size. After a few seconds, she found the strength to reply "Not anymore." I let her control the speed, it was easier this way, because she was on top. She started off slowly, taking her time, but making sure she went as low as she could and then all the way up, until just the head was in her. Megan gently moaned, she started pumping faster and faster, her moans started to grow until I felt her pussy lips clench around my cock. She stopped as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her. When it stopped she leaned down for a kiss. While we tongue fucked, a lifted her and switched positions. So now I was on top and could control the speed. I started slowly but soon I was pumping harder and harder. I lifted up one of her legs for leverage and fucked her as hard as I could. After fifteen minutes of this hard core position, felt the familiar tingling in my balls "Fuck! I'm Cumming!" "Shit, don't cum in me, cum on me." With all of the strength left in me, I pulled out but kept vigorously stroking my cock. It wasn't long before spurt after spurt of semen landed on Megan's face, chest and stomach. After another slow dramatic kiss, I grabbed a sock and went to work. I wiped my dick off, then leaned down and started wiping, kissing and sucking warm pussy. After a bit, I slid on my underwear, pants and shirt. I helped Megan slide on her panties, then her skirt, then bra and shirt. After a few more minutes of kissing, we snuggled nest to each other. Eventually she fell asleep. Even though I was also pretty tired, I woke myself up, started her car and drove her home. I pulled into her drive way and somehow managed to wiggle her out of the backseat. I carried her to her door, opened it (she usually kept in unlocked) and laid her down on her bed. Needles to say I left her on her bed for an after school nap while I walked home. The Next Day My parents brought me to school the morning. I was feeling great; I got a good night's sleep and was actually excited for the day. My cock, on the other hand, was sore as hell from all of the sex it had yesterday. I saw Megan M. on the way to my locker; we had some small talk a passionate kiss and then went to first hour together. After the lecturing was over with, we had a few minutes to our selves. Megan was sitting right next to me in her desk and once again we found ourselves wading through small talk. It seemed like nothing had changed, that is until she grabbed my cock. "Guahhh-ahhhh" "What?" she asked. "Baby, it's sore as hell. You must have thoroughly fucked me yesterday" "Yeah," She gave it a firm squeeze before letting go, "Or you masturbated like hell when you got home." "Either way, it's tender as hell. Let's give the poor guy a break." I replied. "Ok" We continued our random conversations, and then the bell rang. I walked her back to her locker as usually then grabbed my second hour books. Second hour went by amazingly slow, mainly because I couldn't wait to see Megan H. I caught her on my way to Spanish and we had our usual conversations. When the bell rang I saw her start to get up and leave, I tugged on her shirt and had her wait. As soon as everyone, teacher included, left the room I said "Hey I never got to repay you from yesterday." "Oh" was all she could say. We walked over to the girls stall we went to yesterday. I sat down on the toilet seat and pulled her skirt and panties down. I started to gently kiss her outer lips, sucking and licking them slowly. Man did I go to work. I started sliding my tongue in and out faster and faster. I then moved to her clit, sucking on it and flicking it on my tongue. "I'm about to..." Was all she let out before a long stream of her own cum shot out. Man I've head of squirters, seen videos of it and stuff, but it was not as hot as the real thing. "Holy Shit." "Sorry, I generally try not to do that in front of guys." "No, its fine" I said, "Actually, that might just have been the hottest thing I've ever seen." We kissed a few more times, she tried to get my pants off, but I wouldn?t let her. "Come on, let's do it quickly." "Megan, it's too tender. You must've fucked me too hard." "Yeah, that or you jerked off like crazy when you got home." What the hell, I thought. Is that just what everyone thinks? "Either way..." I gently kissed her and we headed to our lockers and then the lunch room. The rest of the day went slowly. My last hour, with Megan M, went by pretty quickly. After school Megan W. gave me another ride home. She told me thanks for taking her home, but that what happened was an accident. She went on how she almost gave her virginity to her now ex-boyfriend who she caught fucking some popular girl. She really didn't want to talk about it. The rest of the way home was pretty awkward and silent. The rest of the week went by pretty similarly. Megan M and I started dating and becoming serious. I did find out more about what happened to Megan W. Turns out, her boy friend was sleeping with? Megan H. Great. Where did she find them? Girl's restroom by the auditorium. Even better. I knew I needed to stay away from that girl. To Be Continued? Eventually? |
The Private school has a lot of rumors, as most schools do, but I didn't believe half of them. I always thought that they were just jokes, stories to impress or hurt others. It wasn't until sophomore year that I found out how many of them might had been truth. I will recall as many as I can. I am not too sure how many were true or not, but I guess you will just have to figure that one out for yourself? My first story begins with Val, the story of how he lost his virginity. Believe it or not, but this is what he said... There were three Megans: Megan M., Megan H., and Megan W., Each a different personality, clique and look. Megan M. was a tall, slender, attractive girl; she had a light brown hair that went to just below her shoulders and light brown eyes. She was very athletic, Varsity Soccer and Volleyball. She was a shy girl who had the kindest of voices. She was the kind of girl whose voice you never minded hearing. She didn't have the largest breasts, but her tight uniform shirt always made you want to see more. She didn't have the biggest butt, but her skirt could never be too short. Megan H. was a shorter girl, around five feet tall, she was one of the more popular and outgoing girls. She had dark brown hair and dark mischievous eyes. Megan H. had breast that were barely b-cup but that was fine, because she was sexy as hell anyways. Even the way she talked could turn you on, and just about everyone that hung out with her had fantasized about being with her, even the girls. Megan W. was shy and brainy. She was the kind who did chess club and robotics. She had long dirty blonde hair that went to just below her shoulders, and light blue-green eyes. Just because she was nerdy did not mean she wasn't hot, she was thin with b-cup breasts, she was also a little above five feet. Val was not the most athletic guy; he was around 5' 10" and wide shoulders. He wasn't fat, just naturally wide with a little muscle. He had light brown eyes and dark black hair. Val was also one of the smarter kids, AP classes and higher level math, you know the type. From what he says, he is around 7" long and 1.5" wide. Enough descriptions, let's move onto the actually story. Megan M. and I had our first and last classes together. We never ran out of things to laugh or joke about. It was nice to start and end days with that kind of humor. Our first hour was Theology, a private school (remember?), and on that particular Monday we were missing class to watch another movie on how bad sex and masturbation was, and how we should save our selves, the usual. Megan and I sat in the back row, avoiding as much of the crowd as we could, so we wouldn't get scolded for our comments and laughing. The teacher didn't mind too much, mainly because he had started to doze off before the intro was over. For the most part it was just the same-old cheesy movie that showed how "dangerous" sex could really be and how sinful it was. Both of us laughed at the quality and budget the movie was made with. Then it hit the second topic, masturbation. It talked about porn, and I saw a lot of guys start to shift uncomfortably. A scantily clad ex-porn star started going on about how bad she felt about being in the industry. I quickly adjusted to give my boner more room. Megan noticed and quietly laughed, starting to make jokes about my "pre-dick-ament". I looked her in the eyes and quietly said "It's no laughing matter; it hurts a lot when left unattended. From what I understand, if left too long it can be traumatic" That's when things too an odd turn. "Well I really don't want you to be in any kind of pain!" That's when in one swift move, she looked at the sleeping teacher, unzipped my pants, and unleashed my cock. It was almost fully hard, and her soft tender hands were helping to wake it up. While still looking like she was watching the movie, she made sure no other students or the teacher could see what exactly she was doing. She gently squeezed at the base and brought her hand to the tip. Within seconds my cock was so hard it actually hurt, she kept gently stroking it, making sure she hit the bottom, then the very tip. It was then that she very innocently looked up at me and asked "Doesn't cum shoot out near the end?" Being in such bliss I was hardly in any position to do any kind of thinking, I found the will power to nod yes. "We can't have it shoot out all over my school shirt and arm!" she whispered. I realized she had a point, double checking to see if anyone herd, I looked her in the eyes and said "Wait, what if you swallow it? It would take care of the mess." Her eyes widened, she seemed excited to try that. Doing one last double take, she plunged her head into my lap and gave me the best (and first) blowjob ever. She went slow, taking about half, then coming up to the tip and plunging down. She kept this up for another minute or so, before I started to feel my balls tighten. "Megan, I'm about to cum." I quietly warned her. She popped her head up and tightly squeezed the base of my cock, man did that hurt. "I don't want to end the fun just yet." She zipped up my pants and motioned me to follow, being near the back we were able to sneak across the hall to the bathrooms without being herd. We snuck into the second girls stall and started madly and passionately kissing. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and wrestled with mine, then explored every nook and crevice in my mouth. I reluctantly moved to kissing her neck madly. I quickly removed her shirt and bra and sucked on each of the beautiful mounds, first around the nipples and then right on them. Then I slid her skirt and panties to her ankles and started kissing her pussy. My tongue explored the walls, and then it hit something, her hymen. I quickly stood up and asked her "Megan, are you sure you want to go through with this?" She looked me in the eyes, with an almost pleading look in her eyes, I automatically knew the answer. I gave her a quick warning about how it was going to hurt, removed my pants so I didn't get blood on them, and then lifted her up. With my left hand holding her weight I positioned my cock to her pussy, started a kiss and then I dropped her down. She screamed in my mouth, I let her become comfortable with the size, then started to slowly fuck her. I lasted a good minute or so before I felt that familiar tingling. I warned her again. "Cum in me." She ordered. I didn't need to be told twice and unloaded spurt after spurt. I set her down on the toilet and wiped off my cock. I grabbed some more T.P. and wiped off excess semen. I gently licked her outer lips, finally getting a chance to get an up-close look at her pussy. It was a brilliant pink with a finely groomed landing strip of light brown hair. I went to work licking the outer lips and flicking her clit with my tongue. After I cleaned her up and we both got dressed, we snuck back into the auditorium. Man was I glad I brought gum. The movie was almost over and no one seemed to notice we were gone. They were going over the consequences of pre-marital sex, and of course Megan and" I giggled, when something they said made me think. Teenage mothers. "Shit!" I whispered. "What?" Megan quietly asked. "I came inside you, are you on the pill?" I was really worrying, I was not ready to be a dad, and I sure as hell knew I wouldn't just leave Megan. "Its fine," she said, "I am on the pill, and I've been on it for almost a year now." "Phew" I said. Dodged that bullet, I thought to myself. The bell rang and I walked her to her locker, the entire way talking about nothing in particular. I replayed what happed through my head over and over during second hour. I was excited to see where this relationship was going. I was so lost in thought I was having a really hard time paying attention. After second hour I walked to my locker and exchanged books, all with my head in the clouds. And that?s when it happened. "Shit!" Megan H. said. "Whoops sorry." I replied, my head was so high in the clouds; that I accidently bumped into her and knocked a few of her books down. I helped her pick up her books, because we had the same third hour I walked with her to class. "You ok?" She asked, "You seem kind of out of it." Man she had no idea. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a hell of a morning." Megan H. and I were good friends. We had third and fourth hour together, and shared a taste in music. We talked about upcoming bands and some small talk about classes. We headed on to Spanish, fourth hour together. Our fourth hour was an odd one, it was split into three 30 minute sections; we had class the first and last part, and a lunch break in the middle. We continued talking about music, discussing the work of Miike Snow and Green Day, their older stuff. That's when it happened. "Val, are you still a virgin?" She asked. I just had to avoid the topic for another minute or so until the lunch bell rang. "I...uh...um..." I stuttered. Man I was sweating bullets and nervous as hell. "It's ok if you are, I'm just curious." Then the bell rang. Phew dodged that bullet. I started to get up and walk to the lunch room when she tugged at my shirt urging me to stay seated. After everyone had left the room, teacher included, she asked me again "So are you a virgin?" I started to stutter again, I looked into her mischievous eyes and saw that she really wanted to know. I was stunned; I froze and didn"t know what to do. She helped me with that. She guided me to my feet and into the hall. She pulled all the way to the end of the school that students hardly went to, near the auditorium. She pulled me to the women's restroom and into the second stall over. Still frozen I mindlessly followed her; curious to see where this was going. She positioned me in between her and the stall door. She sat on the toilet and unzipped my pants. She maneuvered my cock through the underwear and out into the open. Even though I had just fucked this morning, I was practically hard already. I could feel her warm breath on my cock. She gripped it and started pumping faster and faster, working to get it as hard as it could be. She then took it into her mouth. All seven inches. In one thrust. To say I was impressed was an understatement. She wrapped the bottom half with her tongue and moved it left and right all while deep throating it. I really didn't know how long I would last if she kept this up. After a few more minutes of this bliss, she stood up. "I guess I get your V-Card, huh?" She said. I didn't reply at all, I just turned her around, lifted her skirt and started massaging her ass. I moved her panties out of the way so that I could admire all of her. I gently used my pinkie and ring fingers to finger fuck her. I started very slowly and built up speed; once I was about mid-speed I extended my pointer finger to start to massage her asshole. "Shit!" I could hear her gasp. I pushed harder and harder until I penetrated her puckered hole, I could feel both her pussy and asshole tighten as she moaned in bliss. I just gave a girl an orgasm, I thought to myself. While she was leaning over I positioned my cock to her pussy, and pushed in. After a few thrusts I figured I was lubricated enough and stopped. "What the hell!" She yelled at me "Why the fuck did you sto..." She went silent as forced the head of my cock into her tight asshole. As I went deeper and deeper into her bowels Megan H. started moaning louder and louder. I reached to her front and started fingering her clit. After a few minutes of this I felt her sphincter start to tighten. It was well more than I could handle. I came pretty hard. Spurt after spurt flooded into her, I lost count after 10. As my cock started to limp, I pulled out with a satisfying pop. Copying what I did earlier, I grabbed some T.P. and cleaned off my dick. Grabbing more, I knelt down to Megan's bum and started to wipe off the excess jizz. I then proceeded to lick it extra clean. Once again glad I had some gum. After both of us got dressed we headed to our lockers, which were right by each other, and grabbed our lunch. "So, what did you think of it?" She asked me. "Fucking amazing, and what did you think?" "Well I've never had anyone in my ass before, but that was fucking amazing." "Huh, so I popped you anal cherry? A cherry for a cherry I guess?" "Yeah I guess so. Just remember, anytime you're pussy hungry before lunch?" "I'll make sure I keep you in mind." I stole a quick kiss then walked to sit with, friends and Megan with hers. "The fuck was that Val?" My friend Brian asked as I sat down. "Don't worry about it man." I said as I scarfed down my lunch. The rest of the lunch went by pretty quick. For the rest of the day I thought about how I go to fuck two of the hottest sophomores in the school, within five hours of each other. I was on top of the world. The rest of the day went pretty uneventful. It wasn't until I went to seventh, the last, hour that I got to see either of the Megans. Megan M. was sitting in her usual spot right next to me. There was a test so we really didn't talk that much, but I did get to take in her looks quite a bit. After the test I walked her to her locker and had some small talk. I told her I'd see her tomorrow, then headed to my locker grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. I saw Megan W. Standing next to her car waiting for me. Megan W. was a year ahead of me, a junior, and had given me a ride home since last year. "Hurry up Val, I haven't got all day." She called over to me. "Ok, ok I'm hurrying." I called back. She drove an old white Honda. She was almost the definition of a hipster, large fake glasses, an old looking jacket and large bracelets. She was pretty damn hot. As I threw my backpack into the backseat, she plugged her iPod into the car's radio. Miike Snow's Animal came on and I instantly flashed back to fucking Megan H. My eyes glazed over, cock hardened, and mind wondered. As the song ended Megan asked "So, anything interesting happened to you today?" Yeah I fucked two chicks. "No, not really, just same-old same-old. Anything interesting happen to you?" "Na, pretty boring" she replied, "just a few tests." My mind went back to the other two Megans, and my cock only grew harder. About halfway through, she veered away from the normal path, now making her way to some parking lot. As she parked, I asked "What are we doing here?" "Well, these long ass car rides aren't exactly free..." "What do you mean, I give you gas money and I only live half a bloc...." She stopped me with a kiss, gently, without tongue. I loved it. She pulled back first. "Noticed that hard on you have. Is it just for me?" Confused, but wanting more I softly replied "You know it." We went back to the gentle kiss, it was so soft. Her lips were warm, and smooth as silk. I felt her hand move down to my chest. She pulled off my shirt, and then I pulled off her shirt and bra. The kiss became more and more intense; I felt her tongue press against my lips. I warmly embraced it into my mouth, our tongues flicked and rubbed against each other. Her hand moved down my chest and to my belt. I started to feel her chest, gently massaging each one; I could feel her humming into my mouth. The soft vibrations intensified the feeling in my mouth. As she slid my pants of I slipped into the backseat, and pulled her into the backseat. I laid down in the back while she straddled my hips, she took her skirt off and slid her panties down, her hair partially covered her nipples in the most beautiful way. As she gently lowered herself onto my engorged cock, she quietly whispered to me "Please go slowly" She dropped on top of me, landing on my engorged cock. I felt her hymen rip under the pressure. "Shit! Megan, are you a virgin?" I asked as she got used to my size. After a few seconds, she found the strength to reply "Not anymore." I let her control the speed, it was easier this way, because she was on top. She started off slowly, taking her time, but making sure she went as low as she could and then all the way up, until just the head was in her. Megan gently moaned, she started pumping faster and faster, her moans started to grow until I felt her pussy lips clench around my cock. She stopped as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her. When it stopped she leaned down for a kiss. While we tongue fucked, a lifted her and switched positions. So now I was on top and could control the speed. I started slowly but soon I was pumping harder and harder. I lifted up one of her legs for leverage and fucked her as hard as I could. After fifteen minutes of this hard core position, felt the familiar tingling in my balls "Fuck! I'm Cumming!" "Shit, don't cum in me, cum on me." With all of the strength left in me, I pulled out but kept vigorously stroking my cock. It wasn't long before spurt after spurt of semen landed on Megan's face, chest and stomach. After another slow dramatic kiss, I grabbed a sock and went to work. I wiped my dick off, then leaned down and started wiping, kissing and sucking warm pussy. After a bit, I slid on my underwear, pants and shirt. I helped Megan slide on her panties, then her skirt, then bra and shirt. After a few more minutes of kissing, we snuggled nest to each other. Eventually she fell asleep. Even though I was also pretty tired, I woke myself up, started her car and drove her home. I pulled into her drive way and somehow managed to wiggle her out of the backseat. I carried her to her door, opened it (she usually kept in unlocked) and laid her down on her bed. Needles to say I left her on her bed for an after school nap while I walked home. The Next Day My parents brought me to school the morning. I was feeling great; I got a good night's sleep and was actually excited for the day. My cock, on the other hand, was sore as hell from all of the sex it had yesterday. I saw Megan M. on the way to my locker; we had some small talk a passionate kiss and then went to first hour together. After the lecturing was over with, we had a few minutes to our selves. Megan was sitting right next to me in her desk and once again we found ourselves wading through small talk. It seemed like nothing had changed, that is until she grabbed my cock. "Guahhh-ahhhh" "What?" she asked. "Baby, it's sore as hell. You must have thoroughly fucked me yesterday" "Yeah," She gave it a firm squeeze before letting go, "Or you masturbated like hell when you got home." "Either way, it's tender as hell. Let's give the poor guy a break." I replied. "Ok" We continued our random conversations, and then the bell rang. I walked her back to her locker as usually then grabbed my second hour books. Second hour went by amazingly slow, mainly because I couldn't wait to see Megan H. I caught her on my way to Spanish and we had our usual conversations. When the bell rang I saw her start to get up and leave, I tugged on her shirt and had her wait. As soon as everyone, teacher included, left the room I said "Hey I never got to repay you from yesterday." "Oh" was all she could say. We walked over to the girls stall we went to yesterday. I sat down on the toilet seat and pulled her skirt and panties down. I started to gently kiss her outer lips, sucking and licking them slowly. Man did I go to work. I started sliding my tongue in and out faster and faster. I then moved to her clit, sucking on it and flicking it on my tongue. "I'm about to..." Was all she let out before a long stream of her own cum shot out. Man I've head of squirters, seen videos of it and stuff, but it was not as hot as the real thing. "Holy Shit." "Sorry, I generally try not to do that in front of guys." "No, its fine" I said, "Actually, that might just have been the hottest thing I've ever seen." We kissed a few more times, she tried to get my pants off, but I wouldn?t let her. "Come on, let's do it quickly." "Megan, it's too tender. You must've fucked me too hard." "Yeah, that or you jerked off like crazy when you got home." What the hell, I thought. Is that just what everyone thinks? "Either way..." I gently kissed her and we headed to our lockers and then the lunch room. The rest of the day went slowly. My last hour, with Megan M, went by pretty quickly. After school Megan W. gave me another ride home. She told me thanks for taking her home, but that what happened was an accident. She went on how she almost gave her virginity to her now ex-boyfriend who she caught fucking some popular girl. She really didn't want to talk about it. The rest of the way home was pretty awkward and silent. The rest of the week went by pretty similarly. Megan M and I started dating and becoming serious. I did find out more about what happened to Megan W. Turns out, her boy friend was sleeping with? Megan H. Great. Where did she find them? Girl's restroom by the auditorium. Even better. I knew I needed to stay away from that girl. To Be Continued? Eventually? |
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