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Kallen’s pov

In the short time that I had known him I had come to admire him, and after spending so much time at his side I had come to love him. Yes…love…I love Zero. He’s everything I’ve ever thought of in a man. He’s tactful, considerate, judicious…I can’t say anything in the looks department, since he never shows his face, but he’s…an honorable man, I know that much. I wonder what exactly he looks like behind his mask. Does he hide his face because he’s ashamed of what he looks like? Does he have some form of brooding battle scar he doesn’t want anyone else to see? Or has he hidden his identity from mankind for so long he has forgotten what it might mean to open up to someone.

I’m also curious of what he thinks of me…on a personal level. Am I just another loyal soldier? Or am I something more to him? Every time I think of him in such a manner, my heart races and I feel myself getting all tingly. Zero’s so chivalrous…why can’t there be someone at school who’s like that? I have to know what he thinks of me…I’m going to talk to him.

I go up the stairs to where Zero’s room is and knock. “Who is it?” he responded from inside his room.

“It’s me,” uydukent escort Kallen responded, knowing he would recognize me by voice alone. I decided not to rush to the point and break the ice. I’d work my questions into the conversation. “I’m sorry if I was out of line when I spoke up back there.”

“Kallen,” he said calmly. That’s another thing I liked about Zero, he never got angry or upset. “Tell me do you want to know my identity as well?”

I sighed. I did want to know. I so deeply wanted to know. And he knows I know. He just threw it out there too. Was he testing me? But then again…that girl, the one I saw him with at Narita…she knows his identity. This was a bad mistake. He doesn’t emote, but he’s probably angry with all of us for pressing into his identity. “No,” I said, “Sorry to bother you.” I walked calmly down the stairs and back to my quarters. I…I’m just so frustrated. Every time I want to talk to him about who he is, where I stand, what I mean to him…I just…I get so weak. There’s that tingle again. Agh, dammit. Alone, I start stripping my clothes and throw myself onto my back, wearing absolutely nothing.

I close my eyes and envision Zero holding me in his arms after an arduous battle. I’m a little sore from being tossed around after contending zeytinburnu escort with the white Knightmare…

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Kallen’s Fantasy

“Are you ok Kallen?” he asks me.

“I’m fine,” I said, “Just a little sore.”

“Can you stand?” he asks me.

“Hai,” I respond. He helps me to my feet. As I put my foot down it hurts to stand on it.

“You can’t walk on that,” he puts his arms underneath my legs, “Here, I’ll carry you.” He lifts me up into his arms and carries me back to the hideout. We go into his room. He lays me down on his bed and sits next to me, while caressing my arm. “Rest Kallen, you fought hard.”

“Zero-sama, I…” he put a finger to my lips.

“Kallen, I think it’s time you saw, what’s behind this mask. You deserve too.”

I imagined Zero’s face as being, so handsome. He had light blonde hair, and emerald green eyes. His hair was of a glossy radiance.

“Kallen,” he said to me, softly, “I’m truly gifted to have a subordinate like you.” Then without warning he kissed me right on the mouth, and with such fierce passion. I didn’t fling him off. I wanted him. I moaned into the kiss and let him dominate my mouth. I dragged him şişli escort from beside me to on top of me. He lifted up and away from me and stood at the edge of the bed, discarding his cape and his top, revealing his smooth, well-shaped chest. There was hardly any muscle tone to it, but it wasn’t like he was out of shape either. He was perfectly crafted.

“Just take me,” I told him, more like moaned, “I want you so bad.”

Zero leaned over and unzipped the front of my uniform and proceeded to undress me. I let him.

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Reality

I began to fondle myself as I continued my fantasy of Zero taking me…all of me. My right hand playing with my breast, my left hand rubbing my clit and my pussy, also entering it from time to time as I imagined Zero thrusting in and out of me. I did as he commanded. I was his subordinate, his lustful, faithful subordinate.

“Zero…zero…zero…zero…” I moaned. I could almost hear him calling my name right back. The imagery grew more intense as the pleasure inside me built up with it. My face grew hot with arousal. My heart beat rapidly. “Oh Zero,” I moaned. “Yes do it, cum inside me. Give it to me! Give it to meeeeeeeeeee!” At the same time I climaxed I imagined Zero releasing his seed into me in my fantasy. I arched my back into the mattress as I climaxed and then fell flat against it, arms lying out at my sides. “Zero,” I said with a soft smile, looking towards the door, “One day that fantasy wil be real.

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Life’s strange turns. Part 1
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Once upon a time, in a subdivision maybe not so far away from you, I (David) lived with my wife of 3 years. Jill was a California girl I met while I was getting my Master’s Degree. She was a doll, 5’6″ with an athletic figure of 125 lbs., long, strong legs, firm body, modest boobage, but perky with small, hard nipples and a very hard, firm ass. Stunning green eyes, nice ass, and other than the natural blonde hair on her head, she was completely hairless, having had all traces of body hair removed by laser treatment. First time I got a good look at her nude, I said “Wow!” about a dozen times.

Jill and I dated for almost two months before we started sleeping together, but when we did, it went very well. Once we got started, we had sex often, and we both enjoyed it tremendously, usually daily, sometimes several times a day. It was addicting. We grew to care for each other very much, and I asked for her hand in marriage after 6 months of living together. It seemed that we worked well as a couple, enjoyed each other in many ways, and of course, the sex was very good. We learned to give each other oral pleasure to completion, she learned to deep throat my thick 8″ cock and even swallowed my seed eagerly. Everybody said we made a lovely couple, with her 5’6″, 120 lbs. next to my 6’2″ and 180 pounds.

After the small wedding, and starting my new engineering job in Seattle, we rented a townhouse in a gated community not far from my work, and she found a job as an office manager in a doctor’s office. We joined a gym, played tennis, pickle ball and golf to stay fit. Jill suggested that I should also get my body hair removed, which I did. Pubes, under arms, legs, and all. After a year of saving up a down payment, we signed up on a 5 year old house in a subdivision built around a golf course that had tennis courts and a clubhouse with heated pools, both indoor and out, hot tubs, sauna, etc. We made extra effort to meet our neighbors, by walking and stopping to talk with them at every opportunity.

Jill and I had sex in every room of the house, sometimes with the curtains open, and even in the garage, once with the door open about 2′. The lights were out, but her car was blocking the view from the street. Another time, I’d backed my pickup into the garage, and I gave her a quick fucking on the tailgate. The garage door was open, the lights were on, and it was late on a Saturday morning. Sometimes, we joked about fucking in the car in the driveway, but the closest we got was a BJ, late at night after arriving home from a “date night”. I really wanted to fuck her on the hood of the car at 2am, but didn’t get around to it.

One day, I came home from a trip to the store with a cheap camping tent. It was a 10′ x 10′ dome, with a rain fly and cost about $30 on sale. Cheap shit. But it would work for what I had in mind. Jill and I set it up in the back yard, to make sure that all the parts worked, and to learn how to set it up. We slipped out into the tent at around midnight, carrying piles of quilts and blankets, wearing only bathrobes. I quickly removed the rainfly, leaving the mesh top open on a beautiful clear night. With no moonlight, but a million stars in the sky, it was magical. We fucked like rabbits all night long, with only the stars for light. The groans and shrieks probably interested any neighbors in earshot, but nobody ever said a word. Exhausted, we wrapped ourselves in blankets and slept naked until awakened by the sunlight. We resolved to go camping for real. Things were going very well!

On our 2nd wedding anniversary, we started talking about having kids, decided on how many we wanted (3!), and even the names we’d give them. We were both very excited and positive about this step in our lives, and she went off the pill. As our 3rd anniversary approached, Jill told me she was late for her period, and we were super excited. Jill started shopping for baby clothes and we started planning the nursery and child-proofing the cupboards and stuff like that. Life was good. Even the dreaded morning sickness didn’t cause a whole lot of grief. Two months into the pregnancy, she lost the baby. I took her to the ER, and then to the doctor’s office. We tried again, and again Jill was soon pregnant, but after about 3 months, she miscarried again, despite doing everything right…no pills, no alcohol, no vigorous exercise, just a little walking and some girly exercise routines suggested by her doctor. Only an occasional BJ and pussy licking session.

Test after test revealed that she would never be pregnant again, mecidiyeköy escort and she was extremely depressed. To make things worse, Winter was starting…ewww. Jill had a tough time with Winter in the NW, having spent most her life in Clovis, in sunny central California. As luck would have it, the weather got really crappy, and her depression worsened. She wanted kids and she knew I wanted kids very much, and she just felt terrible about it. No matter how much I consoled her, kissed her and cuddled with her, we never had sex again. We went and talked to councilors and specialists and discussed our options, and even discussed adopting. Jill decided to fly home and visit her parents, think about it, have some mother-daughter talks, etc. We talked on the phone every day, and things seemed as good as could be expected. Two weeks went by, almost as in slow motion. Time dragged. Other than work, I tried to keep busy. I doubled my time at the gym, going 6 days a week instead of 3, and I lost two pounds. On the positive side, hints of a 6-pack appeared, my biceps and triceps got bigger, and my legs got much stronger. We still talked every day. She mostly talked about how nice the weather was. I took the hint (I thought it was, really) and started looking for a job in the Fresno/Clovis area.

Jill announced that she’d torn up her knee playing tennis, was in much pain, but slated for orthoscopic surgery later in the week. She asked if I’d drive her car down and fly home. Gotta have wheels in California. And, could I please bring the rest of her clothes and things? She was still my wife, and covered by my health insurance. I took a week off work, and drove down in one long day. We slept together in the same Queen bed we always slept in when visiting her parent’s house. When I finally woke and showered, she said her parents had gone golfing, and we had a few hours to ourselves, and she pulled her clothes off, slowly stripping for me. I had a towel around me with a tent in it. I pulled that off and went for her pussy…lickity split, pun intended. God, her pussy tasted so good! We switched positions and she almost violently deep throated me, cramming my 8″ of hard dick down her throat. “MMMMMM”…drove me to pound into her throat deeper, until she pushed me away. Then, she was on her back with her legs up under her arms and my cock plunged quickly to the hilt, hammering, again and again, soon to be shooting a huge load of cum. She wanted me to pull out and let her suck it out. “MMM” and a torrent of cum went down her throat. It wasn’t like this had never happened before, but it hadn’t happened since we started trying to have babies. She swallowed hard a couple of times and smiled a sort of sad smile. Jill’s parents went golfing the next three days, and we had amazing sex each day, and a little at night for a bonus.

And I flew home, with some hope in my heart and relief in my testicles. When I arrived home, there was a letter from a law firm in Clovis. Soon, we were divorced. It wasn’t a huge financial hit, she said she wanted only her stuff and her car, which we’d already paid for. We parted on pretty good terms, but I was going to be missing the amazing sex very badly, and my heart was broken. Damn! I hadn’t dated all that much, and didn’t look forward to starting over. Well, it looked like time to make lemonade out of the lemons life had dealt to me.

The neighbors were wonderful to me as the word spread, bringing me casseroles and inviting me for BBQ’s and dinners and introducing me to available women they knew. There was one couple that were especially kind. Don and Karen were almost 60, lived a few houses down. He was diabetic and had several strokes and a heart attack in the last couple of years, leaving him in a wheelchair and most recently, barely able to speak. I had gotten to know them both before his serious downturn in health. When that happened, I had pitched in and mowed their lawn and did some fixit jobs, and visited often.

Karen was a petite little thing, about 5′ nothing and maybe 100 lbs, tho she appeared to have a nice rack. Her short hair was always kept blonde, tho it was obviously from a bottle, and she had a good job in property management. Quite the hottie, for her age. When Karen wasn’t at work, she was almost always at home tending to Don’s needs, and it was obviously wearing on her. I offered to babysit Don, so she could get out for some relief. She took me up on that a couple of times, but only for emergencies, because there was a nurse that came three times a week to tend to Don and give him Physical Therapy.

On those days, Karen could go out and run her errands pendik escort and such. I learned how difficult it was to tend to old Don, even for a couple of hours at a time. Karen and I became workout buddies, and sometimes went to lunch, or grocery shopping afterwards. Tho mostly on weekends, it helped both of us a little. She didn’t hang too close at either the gym or store, giving me space for meeting a girl my age. I started getting pretty good at spotting wedding rings, engagement rings, and looking for “single girl” grocery carts, with Karen’s help. She said to look for small carts, with juices, fruit, and lots of veggies, especially with cucumbers and “personal lubricant”…pretty obvious stuff, but a pretty cool tip, coming from an “old lady”!

One Saturday morning, Karen called to ask if I could fix a drip for her, so I grabbed my toolbox and walked over to her house. I was just about ready to head for the gym again, hoping to meet a nice divorcee that needed some sex, so I was showered, shaved, well groomed, and ready for sex, if I got lucky. It had happened, but not often enough. When I arrived, I asked how she was, how was Don, made small talk. Karen was wearing a jogging suit, matching top and bottoms, but barefoot. Further small talk turned up that Don had just been moved into a nursing home, after another major stroke. I felt bad for Don, and Karen, and expressed my condolences. “Now, about this drip?” I said. “Under the bathroom sink” and she led me off toward the master bath. I followed and watched her hard little ass wiggle. She’d already removed all the stuff under the sink, and put a pie tin in there to catch the drip. I kneeled and looked with a flashlight to spot the drip, sticking my butt in the air, and my T-shirt sliding up, exposing about half of my hairless lower back. I heard a slight “mmmm”. To reach the leak, I had to turn onto my back, and as I reached, my t-shirt rode up and showed off my new 6-pack abs. Scooting my butt along the floor had also pulled down my sweat pants a little. Well, she was about twice my age and had grown kids, so WTF? I located the drip and made repairs, got back up on my feet and adjusted my sweats.

I asked Karen if she had anymore things that needed fixing while I was here, and she sort of stammered, blushed and said “Yes, I have another drip that needs fixing”. Where? “Over here, in the bedroom.” Well, there was no plumbing in the bedroom, so I wasn’t completely unaware of the implication. She’d removed her jogging suit while I had my head under the sink, now only wearing snug hip hugger workout shorts, a tank top, and still barefoot. She had a pretty hot little body, even though I figured she was nearly 60. “Hmmm. No bra…at her age! And not saggy at all…must be implants” I think to myself. “Sheweet” I said aloud. A grin broke on Karen’s face. Suddenly, she was in my arms and we were french kissing like teenagers.

There was a bulge in my pants and her belly was hard against it. “Did she notice my woody” I thought, and it soon became clear that she did. I could tell because she had her hand on it and was rubbing it gently! “What the fuck”, I thought, so I cupped her left tit in my right hand and gently pinched the hardening nipple. “They’re fake”, she said, to which I replied “I like’um anyway!”. More french kissing and fondling each other, and I finally said “About that leak in here…”. Karen turned around, got on her tiptoes, pushed her firm ass into my groin and said “check here”. I put my hands on her hips and slipped my fingers around the elastic top of her shorts and pulled them up, tight into her slit and the crack of her ass. “Does a wedgie make the leak better, or worse?” I said.

“Definitely worse”, Karen replied in a quivering voice. So I pulled her shorts down to her ankles and she kicked them off. At this point, she had the tank top and a lacey red thong on. I paused at her ass and breathed deeply, smelling her wet pussy. I picked her up and carried her to the bed and sat her on the edge. Her feet didn’t even reach the floor. I kicked off my flip-flops as Karen pushed my t-shirt up my chest, which I finished. While I dealt with the shirt, she pulled my sweat pants down to my knees, leaving me in my sports briefs…but not for long. I pushed Karen back on the bed and we french kissed again, as my hands worked her tits and hard nipples. She had pierced nipples with a ring on each. God, she was sexy…amazing for a woman her age. I pushed her tank up and off and kissed her neck, throat and cleavage, then licked up one boob to the nipple, and down and across to the other nipple, pulling lightly with my teeth and lips on each sancaktepe escort ring, sucking as much of each boob into my mouth as I could manage, then flicking my tongue across the ring and nipple.

I licked my way south, finding her pierced belly button, with a dangling string of diamonds that matched the set of ear rings she almost always wore. I licked my way around that a few times, and continued southward, soon arriving at her thong. The crotch was soaked with PJ, which I didn’t make any better by licking her wet spot. I hooked my fingers under both sides of the waistband, Karen expedited matters by slipping her right hand under the elastic and started fingering her pussy. Meanwhile, I was tugging, trying to get the thong off. She put her feet up on my back and lifted her ass, and the thong was soon on the floor, but her fingers were firmly in her snatch and busy the whole time. My tongue was licking the inside of her thighs and approaching her pussy, which she was frigging with two fingers. It was sopping wet, and making delicious squishing sounds. I needed to put my tongue in there, soon!

My tongue eagerly licked her fingers and the juices on them. My nose was breathing in the sweet smell of pussy and occasionally pushing at her hand, trying to get her to move it out of my way. Finally, Karen moved both her hands to to her breasts and my nose plunged into her pussy, while my tongue licked around her brown pucker, then up to her pussy and onto her clit. What a nice wet pussy this old lady had! I spent some time licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. My knees were getting sore on the rug, so I stood and got my first view of her entire body for the first time. There was no hair on her pubes, but there was a tattoo of a star, barely above the top of her slit, and a ring through her clit hood.

OMG! I dove back between her legs and licked her slit from asshole to clit. Karen kept getting wetter by the minute. I flopped on the bed next to her, and didn’t have to suggest that we go 69. She was on me in a flash, sucking my balls and twirling her tongue around the tip of my dick, while grinding her pussy into my face. Karen’s saliva ran down my cock and all over my hairless balls. She was wiggling her ass and rubbing her pussy against my nose, tongue, and several times shoved her pussy hard against my chin. Faster and faster she rubbed her pussy against my mouth, the passion building in her to a nearing orgasm. I expected it would be a powerful one, since she probably hadn’t had any real sex in some years.

What actually happened was a new experience for me, tho I had read about girls that “squirted”.
Squirt she did. It started by a considerable increase in fluids on my face, then her raising her ass up and frigging her G spot with her right hand. Then the squirting, OMG, she squirted all over my face and chest. As much as I could, I caught in my mouth, raising my head up off the bed. Tasted good! Karen rolled off me and was quivering and shaking. I reversed my direction on the bed and hugged her gently. As she regained control, we kissed. When the orgasm had passed, she climbed atop me in Cowgirl and rode for awhile, then went back to 69. I had always liked that…pulling my cock out of a pussy and then getting it sucked. Jeez, what a hot pussy I’d found! Karen got on her hands and knees, and I pounded her hard and fast, Doggie style. Then, Cowgirl again, but she leaned way back, bending my cock the wrong direction, but increasing the friction against her G spot considerably.

Karen had another orgasm building. I knew that, but I wasn’t really expecting another squirting orgasm. As it started, she pulled off my cock and let loose, while friggin her clit very hard with her fingers. The orgasm was an amazing thing to watch! Again, she squirted her juices, this time a good 3′ to hit me in the face and open mouth. More quivering and shaking, hugging and kissing. She positioned herself for a final bit of Missionary, as I went down on her, licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. I positioned the head of my thick 8″ cock against her opening and pushed into her again. Karen rotated her hips upwards and put her feet almost to the headboard. I pounded my fat cock into her, as she writhed in ecstasy, moaning and letting out little gasps as I hit bottom. She knew I was nearing my own orgasm, and told me to cum on her belly. I had other plans. I pulled my cock out and held it firmly against her asshole, squirting again and again into her ass, finally giving it a push, the engorged head popping into her ass. She gasped, let out a slight groan, and pushed the rest of my cock into her. Another orgasm rocked her body as she furiously fingered her pussy. As it subsided, Karen said “That was great, but I usually don’t do anal on a first date!” We cuddled for awhile, and she fell asleep. I pulled a blanket over us and fell asleep too. No need for a workout at the gym today.

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When Johnson arrived on the scene, most of the perpetrators were already cloaked in blankets and sitting in the vans. He nodded to the uniform, ducked under the police tape and opened the large glass door. Stepping inside the mall he spotted several detectives milling around the north end of the ice rink. The shops that surrounded the large rink were now all closed and locked up tight.

“You missed quite a show here Lieutenant, this one had over fifty people involved,” Estaria, the tall, dark haired detective said as he rubbed the dark stubble on his face.

“What’s that?” Johnson asked, nodding at a skirmish between a police officer and three people linked in a sweaty daisy chain.

“Ah, just rounding up the last of the perps,” Miller, the short, round female detective replied. “I guess these last three were the most inspired of the bunch.”

“Out on the ice rink?” Johnson queried, looking over the rink. There was clothing strewn everywhere, all soaking in about an inch or two of water.

“Yes, according to some witnesses, one of the skaters made a triple lutz in practice and pulled soccer stunt, sliding on her knees and pulling off her top. Not as well built as the now famous soccer player, this one didn’t wear a sports bra, just a set of 32 A-s hovering in the light,”

“And that started it all?”

“Apparently that was all it took,” Miller replied.

“So it’s just another case of a spontaneous orgy?”

“Look’s that way boss,” she answered.

“A pretty hot one, all those skaters, just look at how much ice they melted,” Estaria interjected. “We had to call the ambulances, seems some of the perps got frostbite in some pretty interesting places.”

“I just don’t get it, I understand the bar last week and even in the Victoria Secrets store, but at an ice rink? What is doing all this?”

“The psychologists say it’s a new phenomenon, they’re calling it hysterical mass encouraged nude sexuality, or HYMENS for short,” Miller responded.

“Fucking Hymens? Are they nuts?”

“They seem to think it’s some kind of Fucking joke or something.”

“Hell, let this break out in some church or something and we’re all gonna have hell to pay, not to mention the health issues,” Johnson fumed. “Tell me, have you seen any condoms at any of the sites?”

“Not a one sir,” Estaria replied. “The crime scene investigators love it; they seem to live to find the spray of sperm with those black lights of theirs.”

“Imagine the primordial soup those guys are wading in now,” Miller said nodding to the CSI crew taking water samples from the melted ice. silivri escort “Think of the fluids secreted, ejaculated and excreted into that mess.”

“So boss, why did they call us in, isn’t this just a big indecent exposure case?” Estaria asked, still scratching his stubble.

“They want us to look into all this to see what the connection is; we are to report directly to Homeland Security.”

“Homeland Fucking Security? They think this is some terrorist thing?”

“Think about it Juan, imagine the disruption they could create say dropping this on the Superbowl. Hell that little boob incident at last year’s halftime will seem like Sunday School compared to this.”

“Talk about an orgy, eighty thousand naked fans copulating on network TV!” Miller replied.

“Not to mention if it sets off some secondary events, they’ll be fucking and sucking in thousands of bars and houses across the country,” Estaria replied.

“Imagine all the unplanned pregnancies and damn, the STDs, we could face an epidemic.”

“Wow, where do we start boss?” Miller asked.

“I see we have some video cameras here, have you…”

“Security has the tape ready to view in their office.”

“Where’s that?”

“Follow me,” Miller said waddling off toward a service corridor.

After a short walk, they arrived at an unmarked steel door. “This is the back entrance to their office, goes directly into the control room,” Miller said, turning the knob. “Locked, I told them to leave it open for us. Juan, you still have that pass key they gave us?”

“Sure,” he said, unlocking the door.

Stepping into the dark room, the first thing they saw was a large screen showing the action that took place in the ice rink. It appeared that between eighty and a hundred people were involved in a massive orgy. Stepping further into the room, they stumbled over two of the security guards still locked in a coital embrace.

“What the…”

At the sight of the detectives, the couple quickly disengaged and ducked into the nearest room. Almost immediately the detectives heard the noise of the couple finishing their act.

“Christine, do you know how to operate this equipment?” Johnson asked.

Miller replied, “Oh yeah, easy stuff.”

The large screen suddenly went black and they heard the whirring of the tape rewinding. Several smaller monitors showed real-time shots throughout the mall, including a shot of the couple fucking in the other room. Watching them, Johnson felt his cock begin to harden, and looking at his two fellow detectives he noticed tuzla escort them staring at the action. Reaching out to turn off the monitor, he heard the video tape stop and he shifted his attention to the large screen.

“Okay boss, here is where it all started,” Miller said, nodding at the screen.

The three of them watched a skater complete a magnificent triple lutz then twirl, fall sliding onto her knees and rip her blouse off over her head. The camera focused on her tiny breasts, clearly showing the dark nipples. Suddenly two hands began sliding back and forth over the nipples. The skater turned to the man behind her and, without a word or anything, unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and wrapped her mouth around it.

The camera then zoomed out to show a woman, sliding on her hands and knees propelled across the ice by the thrusting of the man behind her, trying desperately to hold onto her. The camera then zoomed to a close up of a cock, pointing straight up as a wet pussy lowered itself onto it.

Turning his head to ask who the hell was running the camera to film the video, Johnson saw Miller and Estaria naked below the waste. Miller was on her hands and knees moving her mouth up and down on Estaria’s cock as he leaned back against the console. He immediately prepared to scream at them, but then felt a strange feeling roll over him and he unzipped his pants, tossed them aside and plunged his stiff cock deep into Miller’s soaking pussy.

Thrusting into her, Johnson felt Miller’s fingers tickle his balls as she diddled her clit. Without missing a beat driving his pole into her wanton hole, he pulled off the rest of his clothes, then grabbed her hips and slapped himself against her ass. He saw, from the edge of his vision, a door open and out stepped the two naked security guards.

The male was obviously spent, but the woman was ready for some more action and quickly reached down and grabbed Miller’s large breasts. The thin female quickly coaxed Estaria to disengage from his overweight partner and Johnson watched him lift the woman up and plunge his cock into her already dripping pussy. The two athletic lovers then did some amazing things as she suspended herself on his cock.

Johnson, more attracted to Miller’s more abundant form, turned his attention back to her jiggling flesh as he drove himself into her. Feeling her pushing back to meet his cock he felt her cunt walls contract around his rod as she came, moaning loudly. Estaria came next, disappointing his athletic lover as he pumped her full of his sticky cum. Feeling him üsküdar escort go soft inside her, she leaned back on a console and forced his head between her legs.

Lost in the incredible sensation of Miller’s rotund body, Johnson arched his back and came spurting his come deep into her pussy. Feeling Miller still contracting around his cock with her second orgasm, Johnson looked over to see Estaria slurp his cum out of his lover as she finally groaned, coming on Estaria’s face.

Suddenly Johnson heard his radio, “Lieutenant Johnson, Lieutenant Johnson, please come in.”

With his cock still buried in Miller’s pussy, he grabbed his radio and answered, “Johnson here.”

“Finally, I’ve been trying to reach you for ten minutes now. The chief is looking for you, said something about wanting to see the security tape.”

“Roger that,” Johnson said, quickly pulling his cock out of Miller and reaching for his clothes.

The three detectives quickly dressed and were busy interrogating the security guard when the Chief of Detectives walked in bellowing, “Lieutenant Johnson, where have you been?”

“Right here sir, I think I had some trouble with the radio surrounded by all this electronics.”

“Well, we looked over the video, but didn’t find any leads. We’re gonna take a copy with us to study further.”

“You have it loaded?” the Chief asked.

“Yes, but I don’t…”

“Good, load it up. I want to see it.”

“But sir, I don’t think you want to…”

“Load it up, I want to watch it,” he ordered.

“Ah, sir, Estaria, Miller and I need to head back to the rink and clean up a few loose ends. Can you watch the tape here on your own?” Johnson asked.

“Who’s gonna run the equipment?”

“Perhaps the security guard here, ah…”

“I’m Margret, I’ll be glad to show him the video,” the security guard said, moving to the control board as she eyed the Chief hungrily.

The three walked out of the control room and headed back to the ice rink. After only a few steps Miller asked, “What the hell happened in there?”

Johnson, reaching his hand and squeezing her ample ass answered, “I don’t know, but you and I will need to take a closer look at that video.”

“For sure,” she replied, running her hand to his cock.

“Hey, what about me?” Estaria complained.

Miller reached her other hand to his cock and said, “Hey boys, there’s enough of me to go around.”

Squeezing her ass again Johnson, “That there is, that there is. I have a feeling were going to have to penetrate this case very deeply to solve it.”

“Yes,” replied Miller, “Deep is good. Deep is very good.”

The three walked up to the ice rink, and looked for other possible witnesses to interview and perhaps view the video with. All three suddenly enjoyed their jobs a lot more.

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Jess waved goodbye to her parents as they drove off for traditional weekend dinner and movie date. They had almost skipped it to spend more time with her since she was only home for a few days, but she insisted on them having a good time. As they drove out of sight, Jess smiled; she was about to have a good time too.

Jess unbuttoned her jeans as she walked to her room. They slid off her gently curving hips as she shut the door. She was so horny, but it seemed the universe was conspiring against her having a good orgasm since her break from school had started. Her room was next to her parents, and she couldn’t risk them hearing her. This limited her to rubbing her clit with her face pressed against the pillows to silence her moans. Which just left Jess more frustrated; she needed something inside her. She had planned on taking a toy in the shower, but her parents were remodeling, so the only available shower was in the master bathroom. But now her parents were gone, and Jess would have the house to herself.

She shuddered as she touched her pussy through her panties, which were already damp. They were plain, girly pink briefs. She couldn’t risk her parents seeing her racier underwear, they might suspect her new college lifestyle and insist she switch to a local school. She pulled off her shirt to reveal a boring white bra that covered her full breasts well. She couldn’t wait to get back to school and put on her lacy thongs and sheer demi bras that barely held in her D-cup tits and large pale nipples. Jess opened her suitcase and fished out her laptop and the small bag carefully hidden in the bottom. As she waited for the computer to start, she shut the blinds before she removed her bra. After all, she couldn’t have the neighbors see her.

She worked very hard to get her innocent angel reputation in her hometown. Years of being sweet, with her long wavy strawberry blond hair looking perfect, her naive-looking green eyes, and always wearing tops that hid her ample breasts and unflattering swimsuits had made it so that her parents trusted her at a party school across the country. Jess unlocked her computer and opened her folder of homemade movies. She knew which one she wanted to watch first.

It was a movie of the last time she had sex, the night before break started. She hit play and took off her panties as the video showed her tying her roommate Melanie spread eagle to the bed. Her hand moved down her thin patch of pubic hair to touch her clit as she watched herself kissing her roommate and teasing her with a vibrator. In the video Jess slipped the vibrator into Melanie’s pussy. While she watched, she slipped a finger in between her own pussy lips and moaned, happy there was no one to hear her. “Stop teasing me Jess, please,” Melanie had pleaded. The vibrator had been set too low for her to get off.

Watching the video, Jess pulled her finger out of her pussy and reached for the small bag. It was torture, what she did. Jess thought about that night, leaving Melanie tied up with the vibrator on low and bringing a fuck buddy to have sex on top of her while she was forced to watch.

Tom had pounded her doggy style with her tits bouncing in Melanie’s face, just out of reach of her lips. Melanie whimpered with envy as Jess had three powerful orgasms and Tom sprayed his cum all over Melanie’s tits before she was untied and had a massive orgasm of own. Melanie swore revenge, but for now Jess was going to enjoy the movie.

When Jess opened the bag however, her eyes widened. The bag was empty, her favorite rabbit vibrator was gone! But the bag wasn’t completely empty, Jess found a photo. It was her vibrator, pushed into Melanie’s bald pussy! There was a message written on the picture, “Payback’s maltepe escort a bitch!” Jess could have screamed. She needed her favorite toy in her, she needed a mind-blowing orgasm!

The sound of a car outside took her away from her misery. Jess peeked through the blinds to make sure her parents weren’t back for something forgotten. It wasn’t them, but her neighbors, heading out. She was about to leave the window when a dim light came on next door, in the neighbors’ son Jim’s room. Then Jim shut his blinds. Seemed like he wanted some privacy too.

She thought about Jim, he had just hit a growth spurt since she went to college and he started high school. He was completely average physically, still a little shorter than her, but not ugly at all, yet she knew that he was socially awkward and had no friends. A wicked smile appeared on Jess’s lips. No friends, no one to believe him. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and she was beyond desperate!

Reaching into her suitcase Jess pulled out the only sexy underwear she had packed. The blue bra wasn’t sheer, but it was lacy and cut low enough to expose the top of her areolas. And the matching panties weren’t thongs or crotchless like she preferred, but they let the bottoms of her round ass cheeks hang out. She tossed her shirt and jeans back on and hurried over next door. Sneaking in through the back door Jess made her way to Jim’s room. Her nipples grew hard as she heard moans from the room.

Jim’s door was cracked open, and he was sitting at his desk with his back turned to her. He was naked, except for a towel on his lap. He was watching porn, with a hand was under the towel. Jess slipped into the room unnoticed. Jim was too busy watching a woman strip out of a cheap schoolgirl outfit. She looked to be about 20 years too old to be in school, with bolted-on DD tits, but Jess massaged her own breasts as she watched the actress suck a cock. Jess wanted a cock in her mouth, too. As the girl started riding the cock, Jess made her move.

“That’s terrible!” she cried out. Jim spun his chair around, pulling the towel around him to try to cover his body. He was a little more muscular than she expected, so that was good. Jim tried to speak, but Jess cut him off. “Those tits are just too fake! Just look at them flopping around! I think real tits are so much better. Don’t you agree?” And with that she pulled off her shirt.

Jim just stared at her, slack-jawed. She knew he was trapped by the sight of her perfect breasts and her nipples pushing against the thin fabric. She unbuttoned her pants, showing off the front of her panties as she walked towards him.

“What do you think of them?” she asked. Jim was still speechless, but his grip on the towel had loosened. She brushed her hand on this towel, knocking it to the floor. Then it was her turn for her jaw to drop.

Jim’s dick was a little longer than average, but Jess had fucked longer. What made her eyes bulge was its girth. It was the thickest cock she’d ever seen! It was at least as big around as a beer bottle! Jess had never put anything that big around inside her, but her pussy was practically dripping with the thought of it.

“Oh My God! Let’s make a deal. You promise to keep your mouth shut, and I’ll let you put that fat cock in me. This is a one time deal, and it’s just sex! No strings attached. And if you tell anyone, I’ll tell them that you’re a liar and a pervert. Do you agree?” With that she let her pants fall to the floor and started running her fingertip around Jim’s fat cock.

“Uh-huh,” was all he could reply. He looked like he was going to cum at any moment, virgins always came quickly. She wanted to stuff her pussy, but manavgat escort she also wanted to see how much of him she could fit in her mouth. She knelt down and wrapped her lips around Jim’s huge cock, but she could only get the head in comfortably. It seemed to be enough though, because as she ran her tongue under the base of his head, Jim started spasming, and fired a large stream of cum at the back of her throat.

Jess swallowed readily, but was caught off guard by the second stream, as big as the first. As the third stream hit her she gagged, and cum started pouring out of her mouth and onto her tits. But Jim wasn’t done. Jess lost count of how many times his dick twitched and sent more thick hot cum falling out of her mouth.

When he was done, Jess swallowed what was left in her mouth, but from her neck to her panties she was covered in a porn star amount of thick jizz. Jim tried stammering an apology, but Jess smiled as she took off her soiled bra.

“That was amazing! And you’re still rock hard, good.” She pulled out her phone from her jeans and handed it to Jim as she wedged his cock between her large, messy breasts. “Take a picture, I want a souvenir.”

He did as he was told, then asked quietly, “Do I get a souvenir too?”

Jess handed him her bra. “Of course! And if you fuck me like a good sex toy you’ll get the matching panties too.” And with that she pulled off her panties and wrapped them around his sticky cock. She pulled him up by his hard-on and moved him onto his bed. Jess straddled Jim and started rubbing his hand into her pussy.

She moaned and said, “Feel how wet I am. God, you’re so big, we’ll have to take it slow.” She rubbed her wet lips against Jim’s dick, then slowly eased them around the fat head. She gasped loudly, her pussy was on fire! Jess rocked back and forth slowly, her moans becoming louder as she slowly slid down his shaft.

Jim looked like he was in heaven. “Can I touch your boobs?” he asked shyly.

“Uhh, yes,” Jess managed to get out between moans. “What–ever…you…want–uuuhhhhh–just don’t…leave any…marks…” So Jim reached up and started kneading her breasts. Jess was almost halfway down his thick pole when he started rubbing her hard nipples between his fingers. This pushed Jess over the edge, and she screamed out and convulsed with a violent orgasm that made her lightheaded.

When the stars in her vision cleared, she realized that she had slid the rest of the way down his cock. It felt amazing! Jess started sliding up and down. Jim was so captivated by her bouncing breasts that he didn’t seem to notice the drops of cum that fell off her and onto him. She leaned forward to put his face between his chest, and he greedily began licking and sucking on her nipples.

After only seconds of that Jim started bucking his hips against her, and she felt his cock twitching as he pumped jizz inside her. She looked down and saw that it had been another huge load, with cum oozing out of her stuffed hole. And the boy was still hard as a rock!

“You think you can handle being on top, big boy?” He certainly could. He pounded her drenched pussy while she lay on her back. She moaned and wailed as his young balls slapped against her ass. Jim pawed at her breasts and nipples clumsily, trying to thrust with his hips and massage with his fingers at the same time. But Jess didn’t care. This is what she wanted. What she needed. She had two small orgasms before he pulled out and shot a small load on her stomach. Jim seemed to be running out of seed. But his messy cock still looked ready to go. She started to lick her juices and his cum off the head, and she felt some of his jizz leaking from her pussy.

“Oh marmaris escort my God, is that monster prick ever limp?” Jim told her that he probably could only go one more time. “Well as your reward for that last orgasm, I’ll let you pick the position.”

That’s how Jess ended up on her hands and knees, with Jim positioning himself behind her. Cum was still dripping out of her pussy onto the bed. Jim stopped it by easing his cock into her dripping snatch. Jess dug her nails into the pillow as Jim thrust the rest of the way in. Her whole body was rocking in rhythm with his pumping, cum dripping off her body.

Jim slowed down, and just as Jess was about to beg him to fuck her, she felt a finger circling her asshole. “Can I-” Jim started to ask, but Jess cut him off.

“Put your finger in there now, big boy.” He did as he was told, and the sensation was amazing. Jess hugged the pillow to her chest, not caring that it was now covered in sticky semen. Jim kept pumping into her pussy, and with the finger in her ass it finally became too much. Jess started convulsing with her biggest orgasm yet. She screamed with the ecstasy of it all. She collapsed on the bed, shuddering. As her pussy sent convulsions through her, she was dimly aware of Jim’s hot seed dribbling onto her back as he climaxed.

“No more,” she gasped, “I can’t take any more…” She looked over at Jim, and saw that his cock was finally starting to soften up. “That was amazing, big boy!” Jim started looking a little love-struck, and he asked if she could see him again before she left.

“No, this was only a one time thing, remember? Anyways, I’ll need a day or two to recover from this. But since you were such a good boy, I’ll give you one last reward. Who’s the biggest slut, the biggest gossip, and the girl you want to fuck most at school?”

“Sally Myers, Jane Henderson, and… Mary Sanders.” Jim blushed a little at the last name. Jess recognized the names. Sally was definitely a slut in the making, and Mary was rumored to be sweet but naughty, just like her.

Jess cupped her neighbor’s chin in her hand. He didn’t seem to notice that it was sticky with their juices. But then again, they were both covered with cum and pussy juice. “And if they ask you who anonymously sent them a picture of your massive beast, what will you tell them?”

Jim’s eyes widened, “Um, I don’t – that – it wasn’t you. It was a girl I met online. From a different school.”

“Good boy,” Jess put on her jeans, ignoring the cum leaking out of her and down her leg.

“But why?”

Jess put her shirt on, not caring or even seeming to notice that it clung to her body wherever Jim’s cum had landed. Her nipples were covered in cum and spit, and could be see poking through the fabric. “Because you did well tonight. And,” she picked up her messy panties and draped them over Jim’s almost soft dick. “You simply can’t let that go to waste. You’ll never have to jerk off again.”

Jess started towards the door, but Jim said, “Wait.” She stopped, and he blushed even more than when she had first caught him. “Can I – would it – I’m sorry, I shouldn’t.”

“What is it, big boy?”

“This was amazing. But…I’ve never kissed a girl before.”

Jess laughed, not at Jim, but at his situation. “Oh my god, you’re so sweet.” She walked up to him, leaned down, and kissed him. A slow, sensual kiss, their lips parting ever so slightly so her tongue could enter his mouth and touch his.

They parted, and without another word, Jess went home to shower.

*****

Melanie was in her dorm room, laying on Jess’ bed. She had just used Jess’ vibrator to bring herself to another orgasm, when her phone beeped. Picking it up, she saw it was a picture. Her eyes widened when she saw Jess’ perfect breasts, covered in cum, with the fattest cock she had ever seen sandwiched between them. The message with it said, “I had to find another sex toy, this one definitely did the trick!”

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Doggy Styles 11 – The Dog Trainer (Bestiality, Incest, Teen Female, Young)

Summary – Claire successfully trains another dog and teaches Duke a new trick.

Previous Chapter Summary – Claire had an incident at the park and then spent some time with her new friends Brenda and Stephanie at the kennels.

Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity involving animals or sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can ruin your life. Don’t ruin your, or other people’s lives!

———–

Claire Davis sat in Mrs. Hill’s office, located just outside the kennel doors and only short walk from her grooming station. Claire could hear the occasional bark and playful whine coming from the kennels and it made her teenage pussy tingle.

“You’ve done very well here, Claire,” Mrs. Hill said. “You really have a way with animals. They seem to sense your love for them. And I’m really pleased with how you handle the male dogs. Even the aggressive ones. I was actually thinking about getting rid of King until you tamed him.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Hill,” Claire said. “I’m glad I could help. King is actually very sweet.” She continued, basking in Mrs. Hill’s praise. “It’s all about being nice to them and knowing what they want. And most guys; men or dogs, want the same thing. Food and pussy.”

Mrs. Hill was used to Claire’s unfiltered talking. She hoped it wouldn’t cause her embarrassment someday. “Well, there more to a dog’s life than that, Claire.” Mrs. Hill smiled. “There’s walks in the park, scratches behind the ears, meeting your friends—”

“And sniffing butts.” Claire giggled.

“Yes, and sniffing butts,” Mrs. Hill gave a resigned smile and thought, ‘Oh, how youth is wasted on the young.’

“Is Candice still coming to pick up her dog tomorrow?” Mrs. Hill asked, changing the subject.

“Yeah,” Claire said. “Candy’s getting impatient and Prince is as ready as he is going to be. I’ve been training him every night, and I’m exhausted. He’s very, uh…, what’s the word again? Eager. Yes, he’s very eager. Eager for the beaver.” She giggled again.

“Well, he’s young,” Mrs. Hill said. “But young and eager can still be very nice.” Mrs. Hill winked at Claire and the two shared a knowing grin.

“Have you settled on a price for your training yet?” Mrs. Hill said. “You need to get paid for all of your hard work.”

“Not really…,” Claire began. “She’s a good friend of my mom’s and she’s already paying a lot for the dog.”

“Well, I’ve been breeding my special dogs for a while now and I can’t give them away, you know.”

“I know,” Claire said. She had many opportunities to examine Mrs. Hill’s ‘special’ breeding stock. The kennel owner had bred them for very specific traits; large dogs with long, pink, tongues and long, thick, cocks, designed to fill a woman and perhaps poke her cervix as they mated. She also bred some slightly smaller dogs; still with long tongues but designed with thick, shorter, cocks, to ensure they lock tightly with their lovers while leaving some room to spare, so they can continue to fuck their masters after tying, and prolonging their enjoyment.

“I just don’t know how much to charge her,” Claire whined. “Maybe a hundred? Or what about two hundred dollars? That almost seems like too much to ask.”

Mrs. Hill scoffed audibly. “Claire, how much time have you already spent working with Prince? And how much money does Candice’s husband make? A lot! A fully trained sexual companion dog is worth much, much, more than a couple hundred bucks. If you want to help a charity case that’s up to you, but you know she can afford it and is willing to pay you very well. Don’t sell yourself short.”

“Well, like I said, I’ve been training him every night,” Claire said. “That took away a lot of my free time, and I got quite a few scratches, too.”

“And, does he know that trick you told me about? Going slow or fast on command?” Mrs. Hill.

“Yes, he’s pretty good…, but like I said, he’s still a bit too eager, but Candy promised she would keep up with his training—”

“Claire,” Mrs. Hill interrupted. “Considering the time you’ve put in and the tricks you’ve taught Price, he is worth a lot more. Just so you know, I can get five, ten, or even twenty thousand easily for a dog like that, depending on the dog and the client, of course.”

“Whaaa?” Claire’s eyes widened in surprise. Her mouth fell open.

“There are a lot of rich, lonely, women in the world, Claire. Horny women who are looking for a loyal companion and a fierce protector.” Mrs. Hill looked at Claire closely. “And an affectionate lover,” she added.

“I guess so,” Claire said. “I know I really love my Duke. He’s way better than any boyfriend.”

“I’m sure he is,” Mrs. Hill said. “Hey, would you mind sharing with me,” Mrs. Hill asked sweetly, “how you train them so well? I’ve never seen dogs so well behaved in such a short time.”

“Right now?” asked Claire.

Mrs. Hill nodded. “Yes, if it’s OK.”

“Sure, I will!” Claire stood up and fumbled with her belt. “I’ll go get—”

“I meant behavioral training, Claire,” Mrs. Hill quickly added. “Well, for now, anyway.” She smiled.

“Oh!” Claire pulled her pants back up and sat down again. “Well, to get them to behave on a leash, I let them smell my panties when they are good, and take them away when they are bad, and make sure they know why they can’t sniff ‘em anymore.”

“I see.”

“You have to get them really wet and smelly first,” Claire explained. “Dogs really seem to like my pussy.”

“Yes. I can only imagine.”

“I do the same thing with other commands,” she explained. “For sex things, I use those trigger words, like you taught me.”

“Like?”

“I use ‘bitch’ words. “Like Sniff-the-Bitch, Lick-the-Bitch, Bitch-Hand-Job, Bitch-Blow-Job. You know?”

“I think you may have mentioned it before, but I may have forgotten,” Mrs. Hill said. “And for intercourse?” she prompted.

“Oh, my favorite!” Claire said. “I use Fuck-the-Bitch, and Fuck-the-Bitch-Fast or Fuck-the-Bitch-Slow.” Claire prattled on, “I promised Candy I’d try to teach Prince Fuck-the-Bitch’s-Ass, but I have to wait until she can help me train. He’s too big for my little butt-hole.” She giggled again.

“I’m sure you could teach them anything you put your mind too.” Mrs. Hill said.

“Thanks!” Claire beamed. “I think so too. Dogs are so smart. And sexy!”

“Claire,” Mrs. Hill began. “I have a proposition for you. What would you think if I gave you a few of my special dogs to train, like you’ve been training Prince? And, when they’re ready, I’ll sell them and split the money with you, minus my breeding fees, of course. I can do all of the protection training for now, until I can teach you how to do it yourself. And maybe you can teach me some of your ‘special’ training techniques. Teach this old dog some new tricks, so to speak. What do you say?”

“Wow! That would be so cool!” Claire said. “Thanks, Mrs. Hill!”

“So, how many dogs do you think you can train at one time?” Mrs. Hill asked.

“Well,” Claire began, “Just training Prince took most of my afternoons. And, after doing all the dog walking in the mornings, the grooming and cleaning, I—”

“Claire.” Mrs. Hill stopped her. “I’ll find another groomer. I want you training my dogs full-time. Eight hours a day. Plus a half-day on Saturdays until school starts, if you’re willing.”

“You’ll let me play with your dogs all day long? Any pay me too?” To Claire, it was too good to be true. Having sex with a bunch of Mrs. Hill’s special dogs, and getting paid for it?

“Whoo-hoo!” she exclaimed, jumping out of her chair and making spontaneous humping motions. Then she thought about some more. “If I was training them all day, and if I spent at least an hour or two on each dog, that would be…,” Claire screwed up her brows to think. “…plus Saturdays…”

“Let’s start you off with just three or four, and see how you do, OK?” Mrs. Hill said. “I’m thinking you could also help with some of the kennel work, and maybe help me with the obedience training classes on Saturdays.” Mrs. Hill added. “And, I think you deserve a raise.”

“A raise! And I get to train a bunch of your special dogs? I should be paying you! I can’t wait until I tell my mom!”

Mrs. Hill smiled at Claire’s eagerness. “We can talk more tomorrow, it’s getting late. You run on home, and I’ll lock up tonight,” Mrs. Hill said sweetly.

Claire gathered up her things and before leaving and impulsively turned around and gave Mrs. Hill a hug. “Thanks, Mrs. Hill. Thanks for everything!”

“No, thank you, Claire.” Mrs. Hill said, patting Claire awkwardly on her back while feeling the teen’s bra-less breasts rubbing up against her own. She admired Claire’s young ass as she closed the door behind her.

Mrs. Hill began humming happily to herself as she tidied up her office. Opening a desk drawer, she pulled out a small bottle and slipped it in her pocket. Still humming, she locked her office and then opened the door to the kennels.

“Oh, Prince?” Mrs. Hill sang. “Grandma Daisy wants you to show her all of those ‘Bitch-Tricks’ Claire’s been teaching you.”

Chuckling to herself and rubbing her pussy through her tight pants, Mrs. Hill let the heavy door behind her. It closed with a loud slam, echoing throughout the kennels. The dogs began to bark.

———–

Claire walked up the steps towards her house. Her firm, teenage breasts jiggled slightly as she bounced up the stairs. Braless, her nipples poked against her tight blouse and the warm breeze swirled around her short skirt and tickled her wet, naked, pussy. Her panties were in her purse. They were too soaked with dog cum to wear comfortably.

Opening the door, she heard the unmistakable sounds of female lovemaking.

“Mmm, yeah Candy,” Darlene Davis moaned. “Just like that.”

Claire stepped into the living room to find her mother spread naked and wide on the couch. She was grinding her pussy against her friend Candice’s face while holding her head tightly against her pussy. Claire’s dog Duke was busy slurping at Candice’s pussy from behind.

Claire stopped and stared at Candice. She was naked, but wearing a set of cat-ears and a furry, cat-tail butt-plug.

“Hi, Claire,” Candice said, her voice muffled by a face full of warm, wet, pussy. She wiggled her ass, making her ‘tail’ wag.

“Uh… Hi, Candy. Nice outfit.” Claire said. “Getting a little kinky, are we?”

“We have to keep it fresh,” her mom said. “And besides, Candice likes being my pet, don’t you pet?”

“Mmm, mmph!” Candice agreed. “Mee-owww!”

“Hey, mom. Where’s dad?” Claire asked. She squatted down to greet her dog, Duke. The handsome German Shepard came to meet her. He licked her hand. When they kissed, she smelled the pussy-juice on Duke’s snout.

“Awww!” Candice whined, “Duke was about to make me cum.”

“Don’t stop licking me, pet,” Darlene said to her submissive friend. Darlene was definitely the dominant one in the relationship and Candice enjoyed being submissive and dominated.

“Your dad was called in to work again. Won’t be back until tomorrow night. Something about a failed compressor, or a what-cha-ma-call-it.

“Mmmm, just keep doing that, Candy-Cat,” Darlene said.

Claire was now used to seeing her mom and Candice having sex whenever her dad was away, which was often. Sometimes she could hear them at night from her bedroom, but more often she found them in the living room when she came home from school or work. Her dog Duke was always involved now, unless Claire had asked them to save some of his doggy-dick for herself.

“Sometimes I wish your father would leave us alone more often,” Darlene mused. “I love him, of course, but I need a lot more sex than he does. Candy says I’m hyper-sexual.”

“I am too,” Claire said, walking closer to her mother on the couch. She wanted to see better. “I always want to fuck, suck, or get my kitty licked.”

“Slutty-mother’s make slutty-daughters, mom always said,” Darlene quipped.

“Grandma?” Claire asked.

Darlene smiled and nodded.

“Three generations of sluts,” Darlene quipped. “Probably more.”

“Why don’t you just tell dad you need more sex?” Claire asked.

“Yeah, sure,” Darlene answered. “Just tell him I’m having sex with my best friend and his dog, whenever he is out of town.”

“Duke’s my dog,” Claire corrected.

“Hey Doug! Claire, Candy and I are fucking Duke. Wanna watch?” She snorted. “I keçiören escort don’t think so. Why don’t you tell him, Claire?” Darlene teased.

“Sure! Maybe he’d like a three-way with you and Candy,” Claire mused.

“And Duke,” Candice added.

“A four-way,” Darlene said.

“And what about me?” Claire asked. “I’d want to join in, too.”

“A five-way?” Darlene thought. Two cocks and three pussies. “Mmm, that’d be hot!”

“Three cocks and three pussies, once I get Prince,” Candice mused. “Hey, Dar? You think Doug would bang his own daughter?” Candice asked.

“He’s a man with a cock,” Darelene said. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Claire. You too, Candice. He’d fuck the both of you if I let him.”

“Would you let him?” Candice asked.

“If I could have sex with you guys and Duke whenever I wanted? Cock for breakfast, pussy for and dog-dick for dinner? That’s a stupid question.”

“Does dad have a nice dick?” Claire said, wondering aloud. She had thought about having sex with her father when she was younger, but now…

“Time to change the subject,” Darlene said quickly. “Keep licking me, Candy. I never said for you to stop.”

Claire looked at her mother and then at Candice. Candice was nodding in the affirmative. She smiled and held her palms about eight inches apart. “This big!” she mouthed silently, before burying her face in Darlene’s pussy again.

“Hey, mom! Did you get my message?” Claire asked. She was now petting Duke who was very interested in the sexual odors emanating from Claire’s pussy. “OK, you can Sniff-the-Bitch, Duke.” Duke began sniffing her cunt, his head under her skirt, smelling the intoxicating aroma of pussy and dog-sperm. Claire plopped down on the couch next to her mother and spread her legs. Her mother with Candy licking her pussy, and her with Duke.

“Lick-the-Bitch, Duke,” Claire said with a satisfied sigh. Duke began lapping at her twat, working his tongue all around, then deep inside, licking up the sexual remnants of her long day at work.

“Oh, is my pussy sore today,” Claire said. “Mmmm,mmm. Thank you, Duke. You always make my tired pussy feel better.”

Her mother leaned over and kissed her daughter. They worked their lips against each other and her mother slipped a little tongue inside of her daughter’s mouth. “Mmmm, doggy-dick breath,” she said. “You did have a busy day at work.”

The two chatted about Claire’s day as Candy continued to lick Darlene’s cunt and Duke feasted on Claire’s.

“I trained four of Mrs. Hill’s young breeding-stock dogs today. I fucked and sucked all of them, then finished with Prince. My twat is tired!”

Candice’s ears perked up at the mention of her new dog. She moaned and began to lick with more enthusiasm.

“Is that why you are home early?” her mother asked.

“Yeah, Mrs. Hill thought I needed a break. She doesn’t want me over-doing it. I told her once Candy took Prince; I should be good.”

“How is Prince?” Candice asked, risking a spanking. “I can’t wait to pick him up.” Then, a look of concern crossed her face. “You didn’t close up early, did you? You said I could get him this afternoon.”

“Yep, we did close early,” Claire said. She watched Candy’s face turn from concern to disappointment. Claire laughed.

“Claire, that’s not funny,” her mother chided. “Candy was really looking forward to picking up Prince today.”

“I’m sorry, but just look at her face!” Claire said. “And I thought I was a dog-slut!”

Candice’s face was wet from licking her friend and her lower lip was pushed out as she pouted.

Claire leaned over and cupped her mother’s large breast and then whispered in her ear. Darlene laughed out loud.

“You guys! This is not funny at all! I was hoping have sex with Price tonight! I had it all planned! I bought food and toys and put fresh sheets on the bed and–”

“Should I tell her?” Darlene asked.

“Go ahead.” Claire replied.

“You silly cunt,” Darlene said. “Prince is waiting for you outside in the van.”

Candy jumped up squealing like a little girl. She bounced up and down, making her large breasts flop and her tail sway back and forth. “Is he really here?” she asked. “You’re not joking this time?”

Candice ran to the door and opened it, ready to retrieve her new furry-lover.

“Hey slut!” Darlene yelled. “Are you going outside naked?”

“Ooops!” Candice exclaimed. “Shit!” She looked at her clothes scattered around the room. Her shoulders slumped at the delay.

“I’ll get him,” Claire said. She was the only one still dressed, after all. She stood up and smoothed her wrinkled skirt. “Back in a sec,” she said.

Prince was one of Mrs. Hill’s ‘special’ breeding stock dogs. Breed for sex and protection; not for their pedigree. He was a collective mix of Doberman Pincher, Rottweiler, Shepard, and Labrador Retriever, among others. Mrs. Hill had been carefully ***********ing and breeding her dogs for many years now, and Prince was one of her best. He was strong and handsome and his thick heavy cock, and large cum-filled balls hung ponderously under his belly.

Prince was impatiently waiting in Clair’s work van. “Are you ready to meet your forever-momma, Prince?” Claire asked. The dog’s long, pink, tongue was hanging out and he slurped at Claire’s face. “You are one lucky boy, Prince. Your new momma is a total dog-slut, and I’m sure you’ll be fucking my own momma half the time too.”

Claire opened the door and the dog jumped out. She and squatted down to talk to Prince and give her pupil some final instructions.

“I’ll miss you fucking and sucking you every day, and I’ll miss that fat cock of yours, but your training is over now. I’m sure we’ll fuck each other again soon.”

Claire ruffled the hair on his cheeks and leaned in close. “You be good to your new momma and fuck her just like I taught you.” She gave Prince a hug and a kiss. Prince sloppily licked her face.

“Ewww! Dog slobber!” Claire teased, feigning disgust. She wiped her face and entered the house with Prince walking obediently beside her.

Claire let Duke and Prince sniff each other before removing Prince’s leash. Prince had already noticed the heavy smell of sex in the room and his pink cock-head began to emerge from its protective sheath.

Candice called Prince over. Her butt-plug-tail was now discarded. After all, she needed both of her holes ready for her new lover. She sat on the floor and petted her new best-friend.

“Oh, how handsome you are, Prince,” Candy gushed as she petted up and down his body. She rubbed his sides and kissed his fac, before letting her hands slide down to his hairy sheath. She let her hand engulf his cock-sleeve a moment before reaching further to cup his huge, heavy balls.

“Oh, what a big boy you are!” Candice said, again stroking his cock and feeling it grow longer and thicker in her hand.

“Let me get a good look at your handsome doggy-dick, Prince. Claire wouldn’t let me touch it but that one time. The selfish little twat.”

“I didn’t want you to ruin his training, Candy,” Claire said. “And, you better keep up with it. I don’t want him ending up like Sultan.”

Sultan was Mrs. Tori Norris’s Great Dane. Claire had trained him too, but Tori was such a dog-slut, she ignored Sultan’s training and allowed him to do whatever he wanted sexually. He was the Alpha-dog and she was his cock-sleeve, fucking her and waving his slimy cock in her face whenever he wanted sex. “If she wants Sultan to shove his nose into everyone’s crotch and humping all of her visitors, that’s her business,” Claire had decided.

“Oh, I’ll keep him trained just like you taught me, Claire,” Candy said. Then, she addressed her dog, “Prince! Sniff-the-Bitch!”

Candy laid back on the floor, bent her knees and spread her legs. Prince grew excited. He knew all of the bitch words. His thick, heavy, cock swayed back and forth as he vigorously wagged his tail.

Prince only had time to press his cold-wet nose in to Candice’s wet cunt and snort her essence a single time before she said, “Lick-the-Bitch, Prince!” The words were barely out of her mouth when Prince started slurping at her soggy cunt. She had been so excited; she couldn’t wait any longer.

“Oh, yeah, that’s the way baby, lick your horny, slutty, mommy-bitch!” Candice began to grind her hips.

Darlene and Claire watched Candice and Prince getting to know each other. Claire sat on the couch with her mother and began to idly rub her pussy, just as her mother was doing. They both stared at Candice and Prince. Before long, Candice was giving another command and sucking Prince’s fat dog cock.

“Oh, what a cock, Prince!” Candice moaned. She was still lying on her back with Prince standing over her. She admired his turgid shaft knowing she would eventually memorize every bump and vein. She licked her lips as she stared as Prince’s huge, hairy balls.

“His balls are so big!” Candice marveled at their size and weight. She hefted them in her overflowing hand.

“Yeah, like I said before, Mrs. Hill breeds her special dogs for their cock and ball size,” Claire said. “Just wait until he cums. He’s like a firehose.”

“Ohhhhh,” Candice sighed. She imagined her mouth, pussy, and ass overflowing with warm, fresh, dog-cum.

“I’m ready now, Prince,” Candice said, rolling over and getting on her hands and knees. “Come on, my precious lover. It’s time to “Fuck-the-Bitch!”

Candice slapped her ass and swayed her hips. She had felt the tingles in her pussy and knew she was close to coming from his magnificent tongue. Darlene had edged Candice all afternoon and now, she wanted her first orgasm with her new lover to be special; she wanted to cream all over Prince’s thick cock.

Prince stalked around Candice, investigating his prey. He smelled her sweat. He sniffed her hair. He inhaled her sexual excretions. He recognized this human. He knew her scent from Claire’s clothing, and knew this bitch was part of his pack; his pack of breeding females.

Impatient, Candice was about to prompt him again, when she felt him jump onto her back. His paws surrounded her thin waist.

“Ahhhh…,” she moaned, anticipating his cock. Prince began humping at her ass, poking her soft flesh with his hard, pointed, dick.

Candy moved her ass, adjusting her position to help him penetrate her. Up. Then down. To the left. A little higher… There! She felt the tip against her wetness. “Right there, Prince!” she said, trying to guide him. She pushed backwards, trying to find the elusive shaft. She felt it once again, and a little deeper. She drove her ass backwards, not wanting it to get away this time. An inch of dog-dick entered her. Then two. “Fuck-the-Bi–, she began, then she grunted.

Nnnnhhhggghh!” His cock penetrated her fully, spreading her soft, wet, vaginal walls with its warm, hard, thickness.

Prince yelped with joy, basking in his success. He gripped her tighter, trying to own her body. He wasn’t worried she would try to get away – he recognized she was in heat – but he eyed Duke warily. Would his potential rival wait his turn or try to interrupt his breeding? Prince drove his cock deeper, needing to quickly tie with his bitch. His knot began to swell. It slipped in and out of Candice’s pussy, the bulbous protrusions on either side swelling and hardening.

“Oh, my GAAAWD!” Candice exclaimed. “He splitting me apart! So fucking thick!”

Claire smiled. She knew exactly what Candice was now experiencing. The first few times with Prince still fresh in her mind. Just wait until the knot fully expands, she thought. Candy was in for a treat.

Candice began to moan loudly. She began to pant almost as hard as Prince. She put her head down and arched her ass, luxuriating in sexual pounding from her new lover.

Darlene watched her friend trying to get comfortable on the rough carpet. “Here, Candy-Cat,” she said, and tossed her a throw-pillow from couch. Candice tried to thank her but could only nod in her direction. Dalene wasn’t sure if the was nodding at her, or if it was just her head being jostled by Prince’s hard, steady, fucking.

“This is hot,” Darlene said, to no one particular. Then, she thought about her future, with Candy, Duke, and now Prince. And, who know? Maybe Claire would want to start bringing her work home with her sometimes? She rubbed her pussy.

“I’m ready too, Duke,” Darlene said. “Unless you want him, Claire.”

Duke looked up, hearing his name. Claire scratched his head as he back-up from Claire’s tasty twat.

“No, my pussy is too tender, but Duke made it feel much better.”

“Let mommy take care of your tired, little, pussy, Clarissa-Jean,” Darlene küçükçekmece escort said, “I’ll kiss it and make it all better while Duke takes care of me.”

Darlene stood up and teased Duke. “You ready to fuck, Duke? Are you ready to Fuck-the-Bitch?”

“Woof!” Duke replied, jumping up and down on his hind legs. He was almost as tall as Darlene, and his large, pink, cock was exposed when he stood. “Woof, woof!” He wagged his tail so furiously, his dog-dick swayed wildly back and forth.

Darlene got on all fours in front of her daughter’s glistening pussy. Claire scooted forward, placing her pussy just off the edge of the couch. She grabbed a pillow and placed it behind her head. He mother gave her cunt a long, wet, lick.

“Mmmmm-mmm, tasty, Darlene said. “Now, come on Duke,” Darlene added, wiggling her ass. “It’s time to Fuck-the-Bitch!”

As Duke positioned himself behind her, he first sniffed her pussy and then lapped at it, tasting her fragrant juices. He glanced up at Claire, knowing he was sniffing and licking the bitch without being told. Claire smiled at him, seeing the guilt in his eyes. “Silly ol’ dog,” she said. “It’s OK, but momma said Fuck-the-Bitch, so get busy and fuck her already!”

Duke hopped on Darlene’s back and held her tight. Darlene swayed back and forth a little, enjoying the moment; her daughter’s fresh, teenage pussy in front of her, and her daughter’s large, horny, dog behind her. “Life couldn’t get much better than this,” she thought. She began to slowly lick all around her daughter’s pussy, tasting her and gently teasing her. Duke repeatedly poked her, dotting her ass with pre-cum.

Claire met Duke’s eyes over her mother’s naked back. His opened mouth flashed his white teeth and pink tongue. He looked like he was smiling at her, and Claire smiled back. “Silly ol’ dog,” she said. She watched him searching for her mother’s pussy with his dick. His eyes looked serious for a moment until he found her warm honey-hole. Claire watched his expression change from concern to joy. He curled his ass, pushed his cock into her, and pulled her close. Then, Duke began to mate with his bitch.

Claire watched the scene before her. She looked down at her mother’s head, nestled between her soft legs. Darlene knew how to lick pussy, that’s for sure. Claire gently ground her pussy around and around, moving her sensitive clit in and out of reach of her mother’s sucking lips and flicking tongue.

She admired her mother’s naked shoulders and watched her body move back and forth as Duke coupled with her. Her dog’s tongue was now hanging out and his brows were furrowed as he focused on the pleasures emanating from his swelling shaft.

A long glance at Candice and Prince sent a wave of juices flooding into her pussy. Candice’s body was rocking back and forth as Price fucked her hard and steady. Candice’s eyes were rolled back into her head and she panted and licked her lips with sexual ecstasy.

“Oh, yes, Prince!” Candice exclaimed. “Fuck me. Fuck your momma. Fuck your mommy-bitch!”

Encouraged, Prince began to hammer Candice’s pussy. His knot swelled and began to plow into her with each stroke. It grew and grew, until the firm lump of dog-flesh stretched her cunt exquisitely. Prince dug his rear legs into the carpet and pushed forward, driving his dog-cock into his bitch. His knot grew even more, and when he finally drove deep, the two lovers were locked in place, their genitals joined. Prince began to pump out his potent seed.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! YES, OH YES!” Candice screamed. “Fill me up, Prince! Give me your delicious doggy-cum! Oh god, oh god, oh god! His knot! It’s getting bigger! His fucking knot! It’s…, big! So…, fucking…, big!”

Candice glanced over at Darlene and Claire. She watched Duke’s ass and curled tail as he fucked her best friend. She saw Darlene’s face buried in her daughter Claire’s teenage pussy. She moaned.

“He’s still fucking me, Dar! Oh god Claire! He’s driving that big thing… He keeps driving that thing… His knot… In my pus…, my pus…, my pussy! Oh fuck! I’m cumming! I’m cumming Dar! I’m coming Prince. I’m cumming with you, darling! I’m comm-mmm-mmm-innng!”

Candice’s body shook. Prince unloaded his bloated ball-sack into her hot, sucking, cunt. She felt each heavy squirt and reveled in the way his knot fucked her; forward and back, forward and back. It stretched and tugged on her pussy walls as it retracted, but it was not able to escape her slimy pussy. Princes’s cum filled her uterus; his warm puddle of goo growing inside of her with each additional spurt.

Her orgasm racked her body and she fell forward onto the floor, her ass up in the air. Prince dominated his bitch and ejaculated his potent load. He eventually slowed his thrusts. His long tongue hanging out from his satisfied face. His panting face couldn’t hide his smile as Candice quivered beneath him.

Darlene had heard Candice’s groans and guttural exclamations. Her friend had always been very vocal during sex. It helped fuel Darlene’s own orgasms, and today was no exception. With every sound Candice made, it heightened the sensations of Duke’s driving shaft. His thick dog-cock filled her, pounded her, and sent her over the edge.

She came quietly, luxuriating in all the sexual sounds, the sweet smell and taste of her daughter’s pussy, and the tingles emanating from her pussy and clit.

Duke had knotted with her mere moments ago and was now filling her cunt his warm ejaculate. Her soft moans were muffled by Claire’s wet, pussy as she came all over Duke’s fat cock.

Claire smiled as she again surveyed the scene before her. Her own small orgasm washed over her tired body. She was surprised she could still cum after her long day at work. She must have had two or three large orgasms during work today, but her body was young, horny, and full of rampant teenage hormones. She was even looking forward to another round of sex with Duke tonight – if both of them were still able. Oh well, cuddling was nice too.

After everyone had rested and recovered. Claire stood up. “I’m going upstairs to shower,” she said. “Maybe take a nap.” She yawned.

“We’re not going anywhere for a while,” Darlene said. Her and Candice were both tied to their furry lovers. They waddled closer to each, the thick dog knots tugging at their pussies, and kissed.

“Mmmm, two cum-filled pussies today,” Candice murmured.

“That’ll be nice,” Darlene said softly. “A nice, long licking from my Candy-Cat.

“I get to be on the bottom!” Candice said. “I called it first!”

“Fucking lazy slut…” Darlene muttered. “Letting gravity do all your dirty work.”

———–

Claire woke from her long nap to find the sun had set. “Oh well,” she thought, she needed the rest. Her pussy was feeling much better now, though her stomach felt empty. Time for a snack!

Duke’s ears perked up when he heard Claire stirring. He stretched his long forelegs out, arched his back and yawned. He padded after her closely, his cold nose occasionally touching her warm, naked, ass.

Claire opened the refrigerator. The soft light outlined her sexy curves and the cold air made her nipples harden. She bent and reached in, rummaging around for the leftover cake she hoped was still there. Her large breasts hung down and swayed in the cold air. She retrieved the cake and then poured herself a glass of milk. She ate over the kitchen sink, rinsed away the crumbs and finished her milk before washing her sticky hands. Seeing Duke watching her, she opened the dog-treat jar on the counter and gave him one.

“Sorry, only the one, Duke. I know mommy’s been spoiling you with food. We don’t want you getting fat. Though, with all the fucking you’re doing lately, you’re getting plenty of exercise!”

She squatted down and scratched both of his ears. She felt chilled, and Duke’s warm fur gave her an idea of how she could warm up.

“Come on, Duke,” she said, getting up. “Sniff-the-Bitch, if you want to,” she said softly, not wanting to wake up her mother.

She led Duke around the house, just like she did when she first starting teasing him. His cold nose pressed between her ass-cheek while he inhaled her fragrance. She pushed out her butt and let him have a long snort of her warming cunt. Then, she made him stop, only to lead him around the hallway, where she paused, and let him “Lick-the-Bitch” for a short while.

Claire checked on her mother, opening the door quietly. She saw her mother and Candice naked on the bed. Prince laid beside them. He watched Claire intently, his ears perked-up, well aware of her presence.

She smiled at them and softly closed the door. She led Duke back to her room, stopping occasionally to let him “Sniff” and “Lick-the-Bitch.” It was nice knowing her mother and Candice now had another source of dog-cock. While she had all doggy-dick she wanted at work, she missed her nightly sessions with Duke. He was often so worn out, all he could do was jump on her back, fuck her for a few strokes, and then jump off. Even her teasing wasn’t enough to enflame his desire sufficiently to give her a good, long, pounding before going to bed.

Claire closed her bedroom door and climbed on the bed, calling Duke up with her. The two wrestled and cuddled, with Claire occasionally stroking his protruding pink shaft and cupping his large ball-sack.

“I hope mommy saved me some of your dick like she promised,” Claire told him. She could tell she had by Dule’s enthusiasm and the way he played with her. His cock was ready for another long fuck.

“Mmmm-mmm,” Claire moaned. It was nice being with Duke again. She laid on the bed and spread her legs, letting Duke lick her juicy pussy for a while before reciprocating. She licked and sucked on Duke’s large cock, savoring his familiar taste.

“You still have the best tasting doggy-dick, Duke,” Claire told him, as she licked the squirting pre-cum from his cock. She then turned around and presented her ass to him.

“’Lick-the-Bitch’ for a while, Duke,” Claire moaned. She put her face into her pillow and rocked slowly back and forth. Her pussy was dripping.

“Now, ‘Lick-the-Bitch’s-Ass’, Duke,” Claire said in hushed tones. Obediently, Duke began to tongue and lap at Claire’s sensitive bung-hole. She spread her cheeks to give him better access.

This reminded her of their illicit love-making, late at night, when her mother and father were asleep. Duke and Claire would try to be quiet, with Claire biting her lip and moaning into her pillow, all the while pleading with Duke to not make any noise. The soft sounds of wet, steady, lapping, flesh slapping, and muffled moans and grunts barley escaped the closed confines of her teenage boudoir.

“Oh, yes, Duke,” Claire hissed, “Lick that ass. Lick your bitch’s ass!”

Duke’s long tongue prodded at her hole. Claire felt so relaxed as her dog attacked her tight shitter, loosing it up and allowing him to drive his tongue deeper.

“Fuck, I love it, Duke,” Claire said, encouraging him. “I love your hot tongue in my ass!”

Claire released one of her fleshy ass-cheeks and slid her hand towards her sensitive sphincter. Her fingers probed her hole. It was soft and wet. Duke’s tongue danced over her fingers as she pressed one into her ass.

“Mmmm-mmm, Duke. Keep doing that. Keep ‘Licking-the-Bitch’s-Ass!” Being a dedicated dog-trainer, Claire used the opportunity to enforce Duke’s education, having his switch between licking her pussy, then licking the ‘Bitch’s-Ass’ Again. Soon, he was effortlessly switching between the two on command.

Focusing on her loosening sphincter, Claire toyed with her hole by using Duke’s saliva as lubrication. She used her finger to insert and then open her ass. She tugged and pulled at it repeatedly before slipping in a second finger.

“Oh Duke…,” Claire moaned. “No wonder Candy loves getting her ass fucked.” She used a finger on her other hand to spread her hole wider. Duke’s tongue flickered inside. Once he realized the pathway to her dark treasures was opening wider, he licked with more intensity.

“Oh my god…, oh my god…, oh my god!” Claire babbled. She held her ass open letting Duke drive his tongue deeper than ever. She luxuriated in his tongue-lashing. She knew if she dared to rub her pussy now, she would come immediately.

“Enough, Duke. Stop,” Claire said, clamping her ass cheeks together until he withdrew.

Claire felt her soft, spongy, ass-hole with her fingers. She pushed in two of them using Duke’s slippery dog-slobber. Her fingers entered easily. She tried a third digit. Just a little stretching, and then she was fucking her ass using fingers on both hands, alternating between them.

Claire made kurtköy escort up her mind. She was ready. At least, she hoped she was ready. For some time now, she had been wanting to expand her training regimen, but she wasn’t ready. Now, she knew it was time. Her dogs were going to be the best trained furry companions ever!

“Duke!” she hissed, getting his attention. “Wanna fuck, Duke? Wanna ‘Fuck-the-Bitch’s-Ass?’”

Duke barked, knowing the ‘fuck’ word and the ‘bitch’ word. He knew the ‘ass’ word too, but he had never heard them all put together before.

“Bark!”

“Shhhh! Quite boy!” Claire whispered. “Come on, get up. Get up on my back Duke. It’s time to learn a new trick.”

Claire slapped her naked ass. Duke recognized the invitation and hopped on his mistress, probing for her pussy with his wet, pointed, dick.

“Stop! Stay!” Claire commanded. She reached behind her and gripped his eager shaft. She slipped his tip along her pussy lips before slowly and deliberately sliding his cock higher, until it was pressing against her soft, fleshy, hole.

Duke’s cock squirted pre-cum in and around her hole. She smeared it with the tip of his cock before guiding it to her nether-entrance once again.

“My ass, Duke,” Claire said, sliding the tip of his hardening cock into her ass-hole. “Fuck my ass, Duke, get it? Fuck-the-Bitch’s-Ass!”

She let go, slightly pushing back against him. His cock slid in another inch.

Duke did ‘get it.’ He understood perfectly. He had fucked a human’s other hole before and liked it. Now, his master-bitch wanted him to fuck her other hole too. Fine with him. He didn’t care what hole he fucked. Duke readied himself and pushed his cock into Claire a little more to ready himself. Then, her gripped her around her waist. He took his time. He knew she wouldn’t try to get away. These human’s always let him successfully breed with them. He felt the tightness envelope his cock-head. Claire clenched and squeezed him, then relaxed.

Duke drove his long, hard, shaft into the teenager’s tight, little, ass-hole and began to fuck.

“Nnnnnggghhh!” Claire uttered, almost biting her tongue. She had thought she was ready, but now she wasn’t so sure. Duke’s cock plunged in deep and he was much thicker than her small fingers. “Ahhhhhhh! Oh, fuuu—uuu—uuuck, Duke!”

Her dog’s slick cock slid in and out of her tight ass. His cock grew thicker and he drove it in deeper.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” Claire panted, as sweet pain enveloped her. Her ass was stretched and it tingled with every thrust. She considered asking Duke to slow down – to “Fuck-the-Bitch’s-Ass-SLOW!” but decided against it. She wanted it. She wanted experience it all; to feel his animalistic urges dominating and owning her once-virgin ass. She wanted to let him have his way with her. That was one of her favorite things about fucking dogs; they always fucked like it would be their last copulation ever.

“Oh god! Oh god! Fuck! Oh, fuck!” Claire tried not to shout. She pressed her head into the pillow and bit her lip. She felt so full!

Duke’s cock thickened even more and his knot swelled. He drove his thick shaft into her, using long, deep, strokes. The lump at the base of his cock stretched Claire’s hole wider and wider with every pump of his young, experienced, prostate. Soon the lump was causing her some discomfort; and just when his thrusts had started to feel good! It slid in and out of her, until her sphincter loosened just a little bit more.

Her ass was alive with sensations. Her body tried to adjust with each thrust, and she grew to love the expanding knot stretching her more and more. It grew bigger and bigger. Soon, she had to grit her teeth and grimace. Her bung-hole felt like it was being bruised and then she was afraid his knot would tear her open. She couldn’t take any more.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Claire grunted, until finally, Duke’s knot forced its way inside one final time and locked into place.

Claire expelled the air in her lungs and felt the fullness of a long, thick, dog-cock and its huge knot, filling her bowels.

“Whew!” Claire exclaimed. Now that the hard lump had stopped slamming in and out of her sphincter, she could enjoy the feeling of being ass-fucked once again. She was ready to start rubbing her pussy. She wanted to cum with Duke’s long, fat, cock wedged in her ass. It was an odd feeling. She felt stuffed and full. It felt good!

Duke continued to hump her, but his cock didn’t have much room to move. It was lodged deep inside of her, and there was no way her tight hole would let it escape for a long, long, time. It was enough though, his cock swelled and lurched. His knot grew and grew. After he was sure they were tied, he began spurting dog-cum into Claire’s pussy, making little humping motions and driving his thick cock as deep as he could..

“Oh my god!” Claire said aloud. She had forgotten how large his knot could grow. She mentally compared it to how small her bowels must be. It felt like a balloon expanding even wider inside of her. The pressure grew and grew. She felt dizzy. She loved it! Claire plunged her hand into her pussy and began to work her fingers into her dripping snatch. She rubbed her little nub in fast little circles. She began to cum. She was coming with her precious dog. With his cock in her ass and her fingers in her pussy. She could feel his cock through the thin membrane separating her cunt from her lower-intestines.

Her orgasm rocked her. Duke yelped as she squeezed his cock with her sphincter muscles. Claire grunted and moaned and came like never before. Her ass was on fire. Her pussy was exploding. Stars filled her vision.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” Claire groaned.

“Nnnnn-nnnghhh!” she grunted.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuu-uuu-uuck!” she yelled.

She never heard the foot-steps running down the hall.

“Claire! Claire! Are you alright?” It was her father’s urgent voice. His little girl was in trouble!

Suddenly, the door flew open and Claire’s bedroom was flooded with light.

Her father stood at the opened door. He stared at his little princess. He met Duke’s eyes. He noticed his happy expression, exhausted body, and hanging tongue.

He looked at Claire. She was still orgasming. It was clear; the two of them, both dog and daughter, were willing participants.

“Oh, daddy!” Claire sobbed with embarrassment. “Don’t look at me!”

Her body convulsed as she continued to cum. She rubbed her pussy and ground her hips against Duke’s furry body, wringing out the last waves of her terrific orgasm. She looked up at her father and saw the lust in his eyes. The humiliation washed over her. She came again.

“Ngghhh! I’m cuming! I’m still cuming!” she cried. “Oh, daddy! I’m just a slut! I’m just a slut for dog-cock!” Her embarrassment triggered more electricity to tingle up and down her thighs, her pussy, and her stuffed-full-of-dog-cock ass.

Claire had always known she would get caught some day. Those thoughts had filled her mind whenever she played with Duke; stroking him, sucking him, and eventually fucking him in the privacy of her bedroom. She had imagined her father opening the door and finding her having sex with Duke. Seeing his shocked, horrified and eventually lust-filled expression. It always made her cum even harder.

Claire recalled the excitement and humiliation of almost being caught at the public park, and then the incident with the family at the park shelter. She wondered if she had been trying to get caught, or just thrilled at the thought of someone finding her stroking, sucking or fucking a dog?

As the tingles left her body, she flicked her hair back and locked eyes with her father. Neither looked away until her daddy reached down to adjust his swelling cock. Now, he was the one ashamed. His cock was swelling as he lusted after his slutty daughter. “Fucking a dog? She was fucking dogs?”

He looked at her firm, teenage, breasts hanging plump and full beneath her chest. He admired her soft shoulders, the curve of her back, and the roundness of her hips and ass.

His daughter looked at him and then looked at his thick cock imprisoned in his trousers. Her father was horny. She made him horny. She licked her lips.

“Come here,” Claire whispered. “Take it out.”

He looked at her. His cock lurched. She was so sexy. She was so slutty. She was so much like her mother.

“I want to see it, daddy.”

Doug Davis took a step forward. Then another. Both Duke and Claire watched him intently. He finally stood close to her bed.

Claire reached over and felt his thick cock through his pants. It was long and thick. “Oh, daddy…,” she sighed. “I want it. I want it in my mouth.”

Claire began to fumble with his zipper. Her father reached down to help. Their hands met and clasped together. He pulled down his zipper and grabbed his straining cock, struggling and tugging it out of its tight confines. He thrust his hard cock forward. The light shone off his taut cock-head. He pumped it proudly. His cock throbbed and bounced before Claire’s eyes. She opened her mouth and licked her lips.

Claire recalled her failed date with Tony. He had wanted her to suck his cock, but she felt it wasn’t proper to suck cock on a first date. She made him settle for a hand-job. She always regretted not taking his hard cock into her mouth; now, she had another chance.

She leaned forward; her open mouth making clear her intentions. Her father was too aroused to refuse. He moved another couple of steps forward, leaving his pants on the floor behind him. He felt her warm mouth engulf his shaft.

“Mmmm-mmm,” Claire moaned. She felt so naughty! A dog-cock stuffed in her ass, and her daddy’s cock in her mouth. She began to bob her head on his shaft. It was so different than a dog’s cock. Round instead of pointed. Dry instead of wet. Oozing pre-cum instead of squirting it. It was nice. Different, but nice.

Doug felt his little girl’s lips wrapped around his cock. He slowly thrust into her rocking his body back and forth. His daughter sucked him with more urgency and he felt his cock swell. She was good at sucking cock. He wondered if she learned this from boys at school, or from Duke and the dogs at Mrs. Hill’s Kennels. Just thinking about his little princess sucking and fucking dog-cock made his balls tingle.

“Duke’s cock is in my ass, daddy,” Claire told him, before taking his rock-hard throbbing cock back into her mouth.

“Unnnggghhhh!” Doug grunted. He began to spurt! Cum splashed on Claire’s tongue. He pulled his cock from his daughter’s hungry mouth, wanting to spray her slutty face. His thick cum blasted up from his shaft and landed across Claire’s cheek and nose. Pressing his cock against her face as he jerked, he painted her with more cum. It surged from his cock squirted up and over her right eye. He saw Claire’s opened, yearning mouth and placed his thick cock-head at its entrance. He dumped three loads directly into her mouth, with one stray strand erupting over her upper lip. He emptied himself inside her before rubbing his oozing cock all over her face.

“Fucking cock-sucking, dog-slut,” he uttered. His daughter was a slut. Just like his wife. He slapped his softening cock against her face. He was angry. He was ashamed. He was so fucking horny.

“Did you enjoy, that Doug?” his wife Darlene’s sharp voice emanated from over his shoulder.

He froze. He turned to find Darlene and Candice. They were both naked. Another dog was with them.

He watched his wife scratch the dog’s head. It licked her fingers before lapping at her bald pussy. His wife made no effort to stop the dog. Strange. Then, he noticed the dog’s pink cock jutting out from its sheath.

“I…, uh…, came home early,” Doug began.

“I see that,” Darlene smirked.

“I thought Claire was…, in trouble…, so I…,”

“So, you thought you’d have your daughter suck your cock and then call her a slut?” his wife queried.

Claire wiggled her stuffed ass and smiled as she watched her daddy squirm. She was positive things would be a lot better now. No more hiding and being secretive. She, her mother, and Candice, could now fuck and suck Duke and Prince whenever they wanted. She could probably even bring home some more dogs for her mother and Candice to help train. Claire licked her father’s cum from her lips, then had a thought.

“Hey mom? Guess what? Duke’s cock is up my butt! I taught him a new trick!”

———–

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Elsie; looked towards the bar;
—- I think I will get a drink Ralph…

—- Ok… see ya when ya get back. [Ralph laughs…, right… Elsie.]

Elsie approaches the bar-keep.
—- Hello.

—- Hello he answers…, enjoying the party Elsie.

—- YES! …. How did you know my name, she asks…

Mackay winks at her; I like to know the names of my good looking customers…

Elsie laughs;
— Good looking eh! … I am seventy young man… you should respect your elders.

— Oh I do, believe me… You just do not appear to be an elder… I had you figured for fifty-ish.

— Fifty-ish… come on now… How old are you? …she asks. You do not look a day over forty.

— FORTY! … While I will have you know dear lady that I am thirty eight, going on eighteen.

Elsie laughs. He is funny, she thinks…

Elsie orders her drink and continues talking with the bar-keep… She stands at the bar chatting with him for awhile. Mackay talks with her as he mixes drinks…, excusing himself when he needs to talk with someone else about their beverage.

Mackay politely returns to his conversations with Elsie as quickly as possible.

Elsie looks at his name tag;
—- MacKay, is that a first name for last name?

—- First…., its Mackay Morrison ma lady… [Mackay bows…]

— …ma lady…? Now you are showing too much respect.

— How about this Elsie; [Mackay deepens, his voice…]
———— Would you like to park that classy chassis behind the bar… [He winks…, or have I gone too far…]

Elsie laughs;
—- Instead of arthritis I have rust… [Mackay smiles at her but he is busy with a con-sum-err…]
Elsie waits;
—- That would be nice… I have never been behind a bar Mackay.

She stands at the end of the bar watching Mackay mix drinks… he carries on very well with everyone she notices… Soon Mackay leaves his post and returns quickly with a stool.
—- halkalı escort Here ya go Elsie… sit here and we can chat for as long as you like…

Elsie moves behind the bar and pulls herself up on the stool…
—- This is different from what I imagined Mackay…

—- Would you like something else to drink? You don-t seem to be enjoying the one you have Elsie.

—- I am afraid I am not much for alcohol Mackay.

— I will mix you a drink, non-alcoholic…. a special I serve to dignified ladies such as yourself.

Elsie sits quietly as Mackay serves several more people and finally concocts her fruity drink… Which he labels…, WITH DIGNITY… [Elsie laughs. She is having a gay old time…]

They banter back and forth for awhile. Elsie excuses herself and checks up on Ralph… He is sloshed, again, and seem-s to have attracted a few friends, also sloshed…

This is not Elsie-s scene so she migrates back to Mackay…eventually Mackay has a break from mixology…

Elsie is sitting on the stool enjoying the various topics of conversation she and Mackay are delving into… Without warning Mackay stares at her knees…, making her very uncomfortable. Elsie closes her legs tight and wonders what he is up too…
— Mackay, why are you looking at my knees…?

— Looking for bumps dear lady…

Elsie looks at him, bewildered;
—- Bumps, what in the world are you talking about Mackay?

—- If you do not have bumpy knees then it-s not arthritis, so it must be rust… he says. Straight faced.

— Mackay, what are you talking about, it must be r– … [The light goes on and Elsie get-s his humour.]

Mackay smiles at Elsie, winking at the same time.
She looks at him sternly;
————You are a silly Mackay… [Then, matter of factly.] … Mackay I thought I had nice knees, even at my age…

— You do Elsie… that you do.

There is no içerenköy escort one at the bar… Mackay lowers his head and feigns kissing Elsie-s knees. She turns quickly from him.
— Mackay, what are you up to?

— Kissing your nice knees Elsie…

— You will do no such thing young man…

Mackay feigns kissing her knees again. Elsie swings her legs out of the way quickly; letting out a slight squeal…, like a little girl.

Elsie looks at Mackay… He stands up, eyes sparkling, with a very sassy grin on his face…
She gets it now, he was teasing her;
—You brat. She say-s…

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Elsie checked on Ralph several more times… he was having a blast… She sat alone for a bit then returned to Mackay…
—- My husband is drunk as a skunk Mackay… I am stuck here… I guess we will be taking a cab home… serves him right… he will have to cab it back in the morning… it-s going to cost him a pretty penny…

— In which direction do you live in Elsie…? I have a licence but no vehicle…

Elsie told Mackay the area of the city she lived in… As it turned out he lived in that direction but further on…, on the other side of the river…
— How about I drive you home and you pay for my cab across the river… that would be cheaper for you and less of an in-convenience to your husband…

Elsie agreed to that. They talked for awhile…. Mackay-s customers dwindled to a trickle as the night became early morning… Elsie was tired…

Mackay convinced Elsie to test three of his mixes… his argument won her over rather easily he thought but it turned out to be a hoot. Elsie became a little tipsy and that changed her demeanour considerably… they joked quite allot…

Eventually Mackay drove Ralph and kartal escort Elsie home… Elsie sat alone in the back of their very nice Buick… Ralph talked constantly, most of which was intelligible… He had had a great time this night and was thankful for Mackay-s assistance…

When they got to Ralph and Elsie-s home it was nearly 2:30AM… Mackay helped Ralph into the house… He fell on his bed and stayed there, snoring loudly in minutes… completely dressed… shoes and all…
Mackay had dealt with numerous drunks in his career; Ralph was a happy drunk… There were no problems, other than his weight…
…

Elsie was in the kitchen making coffee…
— I like a coffee before I retire Mackay… would you like one before you cab it home… Oh…, and I will get you some money…. How much do you think it will be Mackay…?

— About $30 Elsie.

……She dug into her purse and came out with $40…
— This is all I have Mackay… I guess it will have to do…

— I will return what is left to you…

— You do not have too, you have been very helpful tonight Mackay.

— I want to Elsie… It gives me an excuse to talk with you again… I enjoyed our conversations tonight.
……Mackay could see her face beaming with pride…

— Ok she said, but call ahead to be sure I am here…

AND so began the friendship of Mackay, a 38 yr old bar-keep, and Elsie, a 70 yr old lady…
He would visit with her once a week usually, sometimes not if his job got in the way… Ralph was happy that Elsie had a friend… Ralph like the idea of a man stopping in randomly… He liked the security factor… The three became very close. Mackay even got them tickets to a couple of dances he served at… including some for their friends…, the Maloney-s.

Of course, the question of Mackay-s personnel life came up… he had no-one… and was quite happy that way.
—- Besides, he said… I have friends, and I have Ralph and Elsie… my life is perfect.

Winter came and Mackay-s visits dropped off in frequency… Christmas came and went with gifts and invitations exchanged…

…All was well in the land of Ralph, Elsie and Mackay…

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My name is Roger. I’m 43 and I am comfortably married, not happily married mind you but comfortably. I like my wife. I guess I love her, but I love her like I love my sister. No, that’s not true. When my sister hit puberty and suddenly grew big tits I was obsessed with them. But now that my sister is older, fat, and married that doesn’t happen anymore. Anyway my wife takes care of the house well and my children are being raised well so why fuck with it when I can fuck around. I sell pharmaceuticals and I make frequent overnight business trips which gets me away from my wife and with a good excuse. My job is to get doctors to start prescribing drugs and anything I can do to make a doctor like me I will. Anything. As a result I have an account with most of the escort services in the towns I visit.

Last week I was working on this young doctor. His name is Neil. He is one of those guys who did everything in life on schedule and never strayed. He graduated from high school early, got out of college at 20 and was an MD by 24. He’s 27, married and has two children but I don’t think he’s ever stopped to have fun. I’ve been looking for a chance to corrupt him and make him a regular business contact. Neil’s wife was away with the kids at her parents’ and I got him to come out to basketball game with me, courtside tickets. Then I told him I was having a party at the hotel next door to the stadium afterwards and to just stop up for a drink or two. Before we went to the game we had a couple of drinks, I slipped a crushed Viagra into his margarita, and I fatih escort helped to get him polluted. He was fair skinned and redheaded and very clean cut with a good build because he’s conscientious about working out. I work out because it helps me score with women and I like seeing them walking around the gym with their great bodies.

Our team won. With a couple more beers in his system Neil was getting pretty drunk as we filed out. “I don’t know if I can handle a party,” he said. “Don’t worry, I can send you home in a taxi or you can just pass out on the other bed.” We get to my hotel room and I mix another drink for him immediately. A minute later two girls arrive in our hotel room. Stacey was a beautiful tall willowy blond with long legs and 36DDs and Lauren was a gorgeous redhead who was petite, curvy and a 34C spilling out of her low cut dress. When they took their coats off both of them were wearing see through lace dresses, braless with thong underwear.

Neil’s eyes jumped out of their sockets. “What kind of party is this? I’m married.” “It’s whatever kind of party you want it to be. Nobody’s asking you to do anything. You’re not assuming anything about these ladies character because of the lovely way they are dressed are you.” “No.” Neil replied but his erection was obvious.

His pants looked like a pitched a pup tent. Lauren and Stacey sat on either side of Neil. “Are you a doctor? I think that is so interesting,” said Stacey. “You’re so young too. I think that’s so interesting.” “Wow, these girls güngören escort think everything is so interesting.” “Since you’re a doctor could you show me how to do a breast exam? I never learned how,” said Stacey. “Oh yeah, please. I need a breast exam too!” said Lauren. “Well, I don’t know” Neil said. “Go ahead Doc. Help these young ladies out.” I interjected. “Me first!” said Lauren and she pulled off her see through lace dress and her firm titties bounced out in Neil’s face.

Neil put his hands on her boobs and moved them around. “You see you have to palpate the breast and move in a circular motion to feel for anything hard.” “What about me, show me!” said Stacey. Stacey pulled off her dress and her 36DDs plopped out in Neil’s face. Neil put his other hand on her breast and felt around in a circular motion “As I said you feel around for something hard.” Stacey put her hand on Neil’s crotch and said, “I feel something hard. It’s very hard.” She unzipped his fly and pulled his hard eight-inch cock out from its confines and before he could say no she got down or her knees and took the whole thing in her mouth. “Ohhhhh God!!!! Ohhhhh I never had anyone do that before.”

“Could you help me examine my pussy? I need to know it’s all right.” Lauren pulled her thong down, stood on the bed, and put her pussy in Neil’s face. Neil couldn’t help himself and started sniffing and licking her cunt while Stacey went up and down on his cock. “Oh, Neil you’re so good, you know how to eat pussy.” Lauren slid down on the bed kadıköy escort and Neil continued licking her pussy finding his way to her clitoris and sucking the pearl as he started fucking Lauren in the mouth. “Oh yeah, suck that dick, suck my balls. Oh, yeah, both of you, suck my cock and balls at the same time.” Both girls were down on Neil.

Now Lauren was sucking his shaft and Stacey was sucking his balls and their long hair hung down caressing his thighs. “I want to fuck you. Can I fuck you? I want to fuck your cunts, I want to fuck your asses I want to fuck it all!” Like a tag team the ladies moved up in the bed and Neil crawled on top of Lauren and she put a condom on him before he even realized it and he entered her and started fucking her tight pussy wildly like a jackhammer. Stacey stuck her face between his ass and started reaming his asshole with her wet tongue and licking his balls as he banged away at Lauren.

“I want to fuck your ass” Neil said to Stacey and she laid face down on the bed while Neil pushed his way up her tight back hole. She had a moment of discomfort but she took it and soon his cock felt warm and pleasurable inside her as he pumped away while reaching around and caressing her gorgeous tits. Lauren moved in to lick his balls while he fucked Stacey’s ass and that turned out to be too much for Neil because he had a volcanic eruption pumping ounce after ounce of come in her ass.

Neil rolled off of her panting. “I must have been drunk. I’ve never done anything like this before.” He lay in bed in his rumpled suit, his pants down and a used condom on his cock. Stacey took the condom off and she and Lauren studied it. “Look how much he shot off. Have you ever seen that much?” Neil passed out on the bed.

I’ve got a new customer.

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I used to date a girl named Jamie. Jamie had a teenage daughter, Melissa, with a girlfriend named Amanda. Amanda ended up spending loads of time at Jamie’s house. Many nights she would stay with over and so would I. Over time we came to “pretend” that Amanda was ‘one of our kids’. We’d call her ours and she took to calling Jamie mom and even lightheartedly calling me dad. Especially if we were out at an amusement park or a water park or some other ‘family’ type activity. Over time Amanda would be at Jamie’s practically all the time. I’d be there sometimes with here alone and one thing led to another and we began an affair. Amanda was a sweetheart, long curly strawberry blonde hair to the bottom of her shoulder blades, deep green eyes; she stood about 5’2” with a lovely thin yet healthy figure. Once we started the affair we agreed that we didn’t want to change things with the rest of the family. Yet over time Amanda made it known that she wanted to be “more special” to me than Jamie. There came a time where Melissa was working most afternoons after school at her part time job and Jamie was working until early evening. I would be done work early afternoon and Amanda and I would have the house to ourselves for 3 to 4 hours. During this time Amanda told me that both she and Melissa had several times watched Jamie and I have sex late at night. It seems we weren’t very quiet and would wake the girls as we played in bed. She asked me if I had to be with Jamie since she and I did so much together. Couldn’t I be more her boyfriend than I was Jamie’s. I told her that if I let on to Jamie that anything had changed that my relationship would go sour and we would soon be discovered. Amanda didn’t like this but she said that she understood. Then this next story came to pass…. I’ll start by showing you the email I received from Amanda. Then tell you exactly what happened. The day that this all happened I was home (at Jamie’s) and heard Amanda come in the house. She was talking to someone and I heard the other voice and was a bit shocked to hear a young man / boy’s voice. They went up stairs to the guest room (Amanda’s) and I slowly went upstairs to eavesdrop. Rather than describe it all I’ll let you read the email that Amanda sent right after the young man left the house. She figured I’d get the email in the basement game room

I heard you with “mom” last night. I heard what you said to her, the same things you say to me. I waited all night for you to come to me but you never came. When I left for school, you weren’t even there to say good bye. I pouted most of the day, I don’t like my nights without you. At lunch I left school and brought a friend home with me. If you can fuck her, I can fuck him. His tongue was slow and thick on my girly. God how he made me moan. I slid my mouth around his head and sucked it eryaman escort slowly. His flesh in my mouth felt so good. I could taste his cum slowly leaking out. I slid my tongue into his slit and rolled across the top. Slowly trailing it down his shaft. I felt the goose bumps on his thighs as I ran my nails down his legs. The way you like. The way you taught me. I took all of him into my mouth slowly sliding my mouth up and down his cock, letting my spit run down to his balls. Just before he was going to cum he rolled me over on my stomach and slide inside me. Oh it felt so good, so deep, and so hard. As I looked in the mirror I saw you standing beside the door, you stroking yourself. I smiled at you because I wanted you to see what was going on. I wanted you to see that if you could fuck her, someone else could fuck me. As I began to cum I closed my eyes and buried my face in my pillow so you wouldn’t hear my scream, he exploded inside at the same time, his hot cum mixing with mine and dripping onto my quivering button as he pulled out. When I looked again you were gone. He never knew you were there, but I did. I smiled inside because I knew what you had seen, the same thing I had heard the night before. I know you’re downstairs at your computer. I don’t know what you’ll do. I have to go get cleaned up before mom and Melissa comes home.

Once I finish her message I softly go back upstairs. The bathroom door is opened and Amanda is at the mirror. She’s so smart. She knew I’d get her mail immediately and that I’d come upstairs. She’s at the mirror with a tissue making a show of wiping her lips. As if she’s wiping cum from her face. Even though she told me, and I saw that she let that teenage boy cum deep inside her. After she made me hear her practically beg him to cum inside her. After she said “I want all of your cum inside me, deeeep inside me, ohhh”.

I creep up behind her. … She sees me as I get closer… she half smiles, as if she doesn’t want to smile until she knows if she should.

I come right up behind her; I put my hand on her naked back between her shoulder blades. I move my hand up her neck and into her hair. I grab her hair, first gently, moving her back towards my body, and then as her back touches my stomach, I tighten my grip within her hair, pull her head to the side so I can speak down into her ear. I whisper, “You dirty nasty lil girl. How dare you give my pussy away”? I tighten my fingers in her hair and turn her neck the other way; I now bite as her neck… not very hard but harder than usual.

I ask her. “Did you like fucking that little boy”…. she doesn’t answer. I pull a little tighter… her breath catches as she says “no daddy”. I pull harder and “liar… you were moaning and cumming like a whore”…. “Well sweetheart… until you bathe esenler escort and clean my “lil girl cunt” I’m not touching it. but because daddy is hot after seeing his lil girl show another boy a good time… I want you to suck daddy’s cock… actually I want you to fuck daddy with your mouth… then I’m going to bend you over the sink… I will not fuck that dirty nasty cunt but I will take my babygirls pretty lil ass, harder than ever before, like the whore you want to be.”

She breathes “yes daddy, I was just mad at you for fucking mommy”, I growl, “are you allowed to be mad at your daddy lil girl” … “no daddy” she says…
now I tighten my grip in her hair, I move her down my body until she kneels on the floor… facing away from me. Now I tilt her head back… so her eyes are looking up my body to my face. I point my cock straight down toward her mouth… she opens for me… now I push my cock to the back of her throat. I want to hear the tip of my cock expand her throat… I want to hear the sucking noise as I pull back upward…. and fuck back into her mouth to her throat. I fuck her throat opening 3 times quickly and I feel her having trouble. I pull out and she gasps for air “can’t breathe with my cock stuck in your throat lil girl?” she gasps a couple times and I put my cock right back to her throat and push deeper. I feel the tip of my cock head almost all the way in her throat and I stop there for a second. Then pull out. now she not only gasps but she heaves and there’s slobber from her lips to my cock head… she’s near to puking and her eyes are even a little glassy… I grab the hair at the front of her head and push my cock thru her closed lips back to her throat… this time i push the head of my cock all the way into her throat…mmmmmmm god it feels so good. But I know she can’t take it for long… she can’t breathe with my cock head in her throat… again i pull out. There’s more slobber from her lips to my cock. She throws her head down towards the floor and tries to puke. but it just won’t come… I pull her up by her hair “AGAIN LIL GIRL” … she opens her mouth and take my cock even further into her throat…. I fuck it a little back and forth then out again. Again she’s heaving… now I bend down towards her… “Lil girl.. As I fuck your mouth again, stick your fingers inside your cunt. I want you to cover your fingers in your lil boy’s cum… When daddy pulls his cock out of your mouth I want you to suck that boy cum from your fingers. Show daddy what a cum loving whore you are. You love the taste don’t you? She says “yes daddy”. I pull her back up to a squatting position below my cock. She opens her mouth and I point my cock downward to her mouth… past her lips back to her throat… I leave it right near the throat and wait as she puts her fingers between her legs esenyurt escort and into her cunt. God it looks so good looking down at her face then further down to her fingering my sweet lil cunt. When I see her fingers fucking her hole I then press against her throat with my cock. Then slowly into her throat… until the rim of the head is all the way into her throat. I leave it there for a second. Then I push harder. She expected something else and my cock is deeper into her throat than ever before. I pull back … again I have that beautiful trail of slobber from her mouth to my cock. I bark at her “eat your lil boys cum” she shoves her fingers in her mouth sucking his juice off her fingers… god it’s so nasty.

I tell her .. “Eat that cum baby”… there’s her fingers in her wet mouth … she looks at me… her eyes asking me “like this daddy” god I love it.

Now I grab her by the hair… pull her to her feet and push her head into the sink. I take the pretty thong THAT I BOUGHT HER THAT SHE WORE WHILE SHE FUCKED THAT OTHER BOY… I rip them from her hips… I spit on her asshole… I finger her ass.. first with one finger.. then with two… not gently at all… i fuck her with them.. But only for a few seconds… I spit on her ass again. I rub the head of my cock through my saliva…. then I plunge into her ass… nearly leaving my feet as a plunge into her tiny little asshole. She bumps her head into the faucet as the scream leaves her throat… I pull back and now I grab her hips and fuck her against my cock. I’m deep in her ass.. my pelvis rubbing against her cheeks…. I’m loving it.. I know it hurts. Usually I would care but right now I’m fucking her like the whore she showed herself to be. She’s panting. Half crying … “daddy .. daddy .. Daddy’ … I’m possessed… I’ve never fucked her like this before… I’ve never fucked anyone like this before. I can’t take it for long. I’m about to explode. Her “daddy” moans are right in rhythm with my downward thrusts… I’m loving it… i can tell how hurt her ass is and it only makes me fuck her harder…. i grab her hair and send her back to squatting on the floor… i squeeze my cock right behind the head and with just a few hard strokes send a long hard load of cum into her mouth… some hitting her teeth and dribbling down her chin.
“Take a bath little girl. A very good one”. .. I turn and leave the bathroom.
I made sure to leave the house. I told Jamie that I had something to do that would keep me away until later in the evening. That night, was Jamie and I played in the bed, I made sure that the door was left ajar. Sure enough there I saw Amanda, standing outside the door fingering her self and pinching her nipple through her night shirt as she watched me and Jamie role play daddy/little girl. The smile on Amanda’s face told me that she knew that I was imagining Amanda with me. It was so hat watching Amanda cum and Jamie cum at the same time. As I came in Jamie’s sweet ass, Amanda finished her climax and showed me how she licked her fingers clean before stepping away from the door.

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I had to break this down so I will post all of chapters at once

A little about myself, my name is Charles, I grew up like most boys did in a little town in the 60’s and mid 70’s. In the summers, I would play outside all day only coming home to eat and sleep. I was in Cub Scouts and then Boy Scout, went fishing and hunting. When I turn fifteen like most boy I started to work so I could get my first car. Now the only real work around us was the farms that were all around town. Like most kids in town I couldn’t wait to move away and make it big but also like most kids in town that didn’t happen the way we had planned.

I joined the Army a week after I got out of high school because my dad’s plans for me was to start working in the plant that he has work in his whole life like his dad.

My mom didn’t like it but after talking to my dad he was ok with it and said he would make my mom understand. So I left the Monday the week after the Fourth of July, which was July 9, 1979.

Now I didn’t become a Range or Special Forces. I was a MP (military police). I figured that was something I could use once I got out. I went to basic and AIT (Advanced Individual Training) at Fort McClellan Alabama and from there to my first duty assignment Camp Casey Korea. That year could be a story of its self.

After that I was shipped to Fort Polk Louisiana and that is where I met Amy. I had only been in the company about three hours when I first saw her. Don’t get me wrong, I have seen a lot of good looking females in the Army but to me none more than Amy. She was nice, always saying hi to everyone with a smile. It didn’t take long to see that most of the sergeant (Sgt) and some officers were chasing after her along with every other guy in the company.

After about two months the company had a PT test. Now I didn’t drink and as anyone who has ever been to Camp Casey Korea will tell you there is not much else to do there but drink or go to the gym. The same went for Fort Polk, so I was in really good shape. Now I wasn’t one of those guys that you see trying to get freakishly larger but I was built. When we had our weigh ins I would have to be taped to show the army I wasn’t over weight.

So after acing the PT test my platoon Sgt asked if I would help out with remedial PT for the ones that failed as he said he knew that I didn’t go out much. So I told him I would (not like you have much choice in the army).

The next morning when they broke up the platoon into those needing remedial PT and those not, I was surprised to see Amy there. Now I had seen her in the gym about twice a week working out so I thought that she must be there to help out.

The squad leader that was in charge was a real asshole and should have been in the class not leading it. I found out later he had caught the Platoon Sgt and Platoon Leader together. Not that I could blame the platoon Sgt, our Lt was good looking but as everyone knows that a big no-no in the military.

It did take long to realize that Sgt was more into belittling them then helping them. When I said something to him, he locked my heals (made me stand at attention) while he informed me he was in charge and my supervisor. Lucky for me the new company First Sgt saw what was happening and took the Sgt to his office and left me in charge

After that I didn’t have it easy till it was found out about the Platoon Sgt and the Lt and that the Sgt was blackmailing them.

Three days a week I would have them do regular military PT but on Tuesday s and Wednesday’s we would go to the gym. Now I wasn’t having them lift heavy weights just the opposite. I would have them do low weights with more reps. you see it is endurance that is needed in the military.

Three weeks later they retook their PT test and all but one passed. I didn’t feel sorry when they put him out of the military a few months later because I know he was trying to get out anyway.

After Amy passing her PT test, if I was in the gym she would come over and we would work out together and that was about three times a week. While we were working out we talked a lot about the military, where we were stationed and home.

I found out that she was from a real small town in Wyoming, had no brothers or sister like me but she had a lot of cousin. She once said that the reason she joined the army was so she didn’t end up like all of her cousin. Pregnant and married to someone that would run off as soon as they got a chance to get out of the area.

About a month later the company was having a party and I was sitting with some people when someone stat down next to me. It’s a girl that has been hitting on me since I got to the company. (I’ll call her Penny because I don’t really remember her name) Now she wasn’t bad looking but everyone refereed to her as the company’s welcoming party.

Any new guy that came in she would go out with for about a week or two or till the next new guy showed up. If that is the way she wanted to be, good for her but that was not what I was looking for. I was trying to get with Amy.

I got up and was just walking around a bit and every once in a while looking for Amy. I guess I was doing this a little too much for Penny because as I was standing by a tree she came over and just flatly said that I had no chance with Amy because all of the girls knew that she was a lesbian.

It took all of a second to tell her, then that’s going to be one lucky girl that catches her and walked away and back to my barracks. Everyone was getting drunk and I didn’t like hanging around a lot of them when they were. A few were fun to hang around with when they were drinking and I would even çekmeköy escort go out with them. They liked that a lot as I was the safe way home.

Now back then it was even more taboo then it is now and in the military just a rumor of someone being gay or a lesbian seemed enough to get them kicked out.

So after I got back to my barracks I decided to go to the gym then maybe catch a movie.

I was in the gym just stretching out when Amy came in. She didn’t say anything but just came over and started to stretch out with me. It was strange because she wasn’t talking but did answer when I asked if she needed me to spot for her when I saw her put more weights on than I had ever saw her try. After working out for about an hour and a haft we called it quiets and as we were walking back she finely spoke.

She asked me what I was doing tonight. I told her I was thinking of going to see a movie. She said that sound good and when she asked me if I mined if she tagged along. I think my heart skipped a few beats.

I guess I was taking too long to answer because I could see she was about to say something when my mouth and brain started working again. I told her I would like that and asked her where she wanted to meet up at.

She laughed and said why don’t I just pick you up in front of your barracks in an hour. I said ok and then it hit me she was asking me out on a date. I was just about to say something then she said she would see me in an hour and then added as she was walking away that I better not keep her waiting on me.

She was giggling as she walked away and that was the start of our life together. I did ask her sometime later about that day and she told me that she was just walking behind us when Penny came up to me and we both said what we did. That was when she realized that I liked her for her and not just what she looked like.

We dated for almost eight months before I asked her to marry me. We were both within a few months of getting out so we waited till we were out to get married. We got married in her home town on June 15, 1982. My parents came and since I had no other family Amy’s family made a big deal of them being there.

We stayed in the area and we both got jobs with the county sheriff. It was hard at first because we worked different shifts for the first year but when I made Sgt, Amy quiet. Not because I made so much more money as a Sgt it was because she got pregnant. That was something she wanted after seeing how happy her cousin were with their kids.

Our daughter Emily was born the 1st of March 1984. I didn’t mind getting up with her during the night because I missed her because I was at work all day. Life was just great, I was there for her first steps and I went overboard on her first Christmas.

That winter was a bad one, lots of heavy snow and the flu hit the area hard. On January 28th almost haft of the second shift had called in sick again so I had to work my third double in a row. What made it worst was it was my mother in-laws birthday and to top it off it started to snow again. That meant we would be helping the State Police with accidents on the highways.

I called home to tell Amy and she said everyone would understand. I told her the roads were already getting bad so be careful. She reminded me again that she grew up learning how to drive in this kind of weather but if it got to bad she would just stay at her parents.

I was right, it was a busy night on the highways. I will never understand why people with four wheel drive think that they can still drive 55 in the snow. Four wheel drive is great for pulling you through mud, up hills and getting you unstuck from snow, but if two wheels are going to slide on snow and ice so do four wheels.

I got home at almost 1:00 in the morning and I was looking to getting some sleep since I had the next day off. Amy’s car was not in the garage but this did not bother me because I’m sure her mom made her stay like she had before. Her mother loved having her granddaughter there.

I woke up and it was after 11:00, I listen but I didn’t hear Amy or Emily. As I got up I could see why, there was another foot of snow on the ground on top of what was there when I went to bed and it was still snowing.

After getting cleaned up and started some coffee I call my in-laws to see how they were doing. My mother in-law answered and after wishing her a belated birth and telling how sorry I was for not making it there I asked to talk to Amy.

Now you know that silence that happens just when you know you’re going to find out something was wrong. That’s what happen and then Amy’s mom said she didn’t stay last night, she left around 8:00.

I spent the next hour calling everyone we knew looking for her, I call the station to see if her vehicle was reported in an accident. Nothing, I was told there were a lot of vehicles stranded on the highway and they were getting to them as fast as they could and they would call me if they found anything.

I called back my in-laws and her uncle answered. I told him I had not found her and I was going to use my snowmobile to look for her. He told me that his son was out doing that now on the highway. I told him what roads I would be taking and if he talk to his son to have him check the next one.

Now I was going nuts thinking of what might have happen to Amy and Emily. There was 4 routes that she could have taken the most likely was the highway as it would be the one that got plowed first. I took the second most likely route but found nothing, going back home I took the least likely and still nothing.

When I got home çeşme escort and they were still not home and I was freaking out. I called my in-laws again and Amy’s cousin had just got back and there was still no sign of her.

Between using the snowmobile and my blazer once I got chains on it I spent all night looking for them.

The call that I dreaded came in three days later. They had found her car and another car off of the side of the road down about a 40 foot cliff off the highway. Do to the plowing all that night and the next day no one could see where they went off.

As they always try to do, they told me that even if someone had saw it happen there would have been nothing anyone could have done for them.

After the funeral, I think was the hardest. Everyone came to tell me how sorry they were and how they understood when I would just start crying. I never believed that anyone could but my in-laws.

I think the second worst call I have ever received came at the end of February. It was the call from Gerber Live. I don’t know who cried more during the call me or the lady on the other end.

You know how they say it is sometimes easier to talk to someone you don’t know. Well, I told this lady the whole story from meeting Amy all the way up to receiving the call from the state police.

A few other things happen that week, Amy’s life Ins paid out, the mortgage Ins we had paid the house off, I quiet work and closed the house up around me. I only came out when I needed food or if someone wanted to try and talk to me.

I guess it was about two months later that Amy’s parents and one of her uncle showed up at the house with another lady that had three kiss with her. Amy’s dad said that he wanted to talk to me and when I stepped outside he said it was something that needed to be done in private.

This was the first time that he had ever pushed to come into the house and it would be the first time I let anyone in since the end of February. The look of shock when they walked in was easy to see.

Now I had let my hair and facial hair go but the house was Amy’s pride and joy. I swear that when I got home from work I could have taken a white glove to anywhere in the house and not have found any dust. They could have done it that day and not found any because that was how I checked every room after cleaning it.

I led them into the kitchen and we sat at the table. Amy’s dad started to explain that the lady with them was one of Amy’s cousins and that her husband ran off and left her with their three kids. I was listening to the whole story. Then I remembered the day in the gym when Amy told me why she had join the army. I didn’t even realize that the youngest child, a little girl maybe three or, somehow climbed up in to my lap.

When I finely realize that she was in my lap I yelled because it scare the shit out of me and I my yelling scared her.

Once the girl stopped crying Amy’s uncle asked if I could let his daughter stay till they could figure out what to do and as I had a four bedroom house and all.

I looked at the little girl that I just scared and thought about Emily and agreed as long as no one went into Emily’s room. They agreed to this so Amy’s uncle and cousin went to get some clothes they had in the car.

Amy’s mom came over to me and thanked me but asked why they couldn’t they use Emily’s room. When I told her that nothing has changed in that room since the day they left. I would clean it and put everything right back in its spot, the toys on the floor to the dirty clothes in the hamper that I washed and put back in. When I looked at her and said she understood.

That night and the next day were hell. As soon as I would clean up one thing there were two more areas that the kids messed up. Now they were not bad kids, they were just kids.

That second night I sat in the floor of Emily’s room and cried. The next morning I called Amy’s parents and asked them to come over.

Once they got there I told them that I could not handle this. Amy’s mom said she understood and said they would find other arrangement for Amy’s cousin and kids.

I know that what I said next they were not ready for. I told them that they could stay as long as they never went into Emily’s room, I was the one that was going to leave for a little while. I told them that they were still on Amy’s saving account and that is where all our money was. All they had to do was keep up the house and Amy’s family could use it as they needed it.

I went around the house getting something’s packed up like all the pictures and other personal things. I careful put them in Emily’s room so nothing got changed in it. Then that night I packed a backpack that Amy and I had used to go camping with everything I could think I might need.

I had a few clothes, a small tent, a fishing pole and gear and finely my rifle and pistol with ammo for both.

The next morning when I came out of my room Amy’s cousin asked where I was going. So I told her for a walk and when she asked me when I would be back. I saw the tears start to form and when I said I didn’t know she ran to me crying.

She told me she was so sorry for me because she knew how much she missed Amy and that it must hurt ten times more.

With that I walked out of the house and up in to the hills.

Now the hills were the Rockies they just called them hills here for some reason, I never asked why.

All summer I didn’t go too far from the town. I would sit up in the hills watching the grave yard where Amy and Emily were. Amy’s mom came by every Sunday with fresh flowers and cihangir escort sometimes she would have a kid with her or someone else.

I fished all summer and snared a few rabbits and there were plenty of wild berries and plants to eat. I remember the first time Amy and I went camping. I started packing all kinds food as we were going to be out for a week. When Amy saw this she said that we might as well stay home if were bring all that food. That’s when she told me that her grandfather use to take her camping every year and all they took with them was sugar, flour, salt, pepper and coffee. He taught her how to fish, hunt, trap, what plants she could eat and what ones were used for medicine.

That first summer we were married we ended up spending two weeks up in the hills and she taught me everything that she could remember.

As fall started I knew that there was no way I could make it through the winter so reluctantly I started walking south along the Rockies. I spent the winter in the south, where I don’t know but as it got warmer I started to move back north.

I was sure I was going have to go into some town and find out where I was till the day I looked down and realized I was home. No I didn’t go into town, I just stayed up in the hills watching the grave yard. The day I heard the church bells I watched but didn’t see Amy’s mom in the grave yard but I did see a little girl standing by the graves.

Now I really couldn’t see her that well, I could only tell it was a girl because of the dress. That night I went to the grave yard and put wild flowers on Amy’s and Emily’s graves. Every night that week I would do the same thing. The next Sunday I watched and what looked like the same little girls came out of the church and walked over Amy’s and Emily’s grave.

I saw her turning around and someone walking to her. By the way she looked it could be Amy’s mom. I could tell that they are talking and then I saw them looking up into the hills.

It was the second night that week that I started to bring the flowers down roots and all hoping they would grow. Every night I found myself spending more time just laying between their head stones. I think it was Friday night that I almost got caught in the grave yard by the police.

The next Sunday I saw the girl and who I assumed was Amy’s mom walking to the graves with flowers. I and saw them stop but the girl turned ran back to the church as the lady lays her flowers down on both graves.

The little girl returned and from her action she was watering the flowers I had planted. The rest of the summer went this way. When it started to get cold and the leaves started to change I made one last visit to the graves. I kissed each head stone telling them I would be back next spring and left.

As I was moving south I ran into the first person I had seen in almost a year and a haft. He called himself Trapper John and boy could he talk. Now I was one of little words before, I was even of fewer now. After about five minutes John asked if I was mute. I just shook my head no. I spent most of that summer close to John’s camp and he taught me a lot, like tanning deer skin to make clothes and for selling too.

At the end of winter he showed me this little place where we could sell the skins we had and get supplies. John called it the trading post. When the guy told me what he would pay me for the furs and deer skins I just started to pass them to him till John started to bargain with him.

After getting what we needed I headed north and John headed north east saying he was going to go see the ocean. There was still a little snow on the ground up where I was at when I got home. I moved closer so I could see the grave yard and I could see flowers on their graves.

That night I went to the grave yard and told them I was back. I was about to leave when I saw a note. When I opened it, all it said was “Charles it is time to come home”. I took the note and headed back up in to the mountains.

The next Sunday I watched as a girl and a lady walked to where Amy’s and Emily’s graves were at and as the girl bent down I saw the lady looking around. It surprised me when the girl started waving, now it wasn’t right at me, as matter of fact she turned around in a cercal waving but I knew it was for me.

This summer was just like the last, every night I would go down to the grave yard and sit between their head stones. I fished and trapped a little, but this year I keep and tanned the skins to sell.

As fall came I again made one last visit to Amy’s and Emily’s grave to say goodbye but I left the note that they had left but I added “not yet” to it in charcoal.

I met up with John at almost the same spot that I had left him and seeing all the furs that I had we went to the trader.

A little about what John called the Trading Post. It was more like our version of the old west’s hole in the wall. Everyone there was hiding out from someone or thing. You had bikers, military vets and people like me.

There was The General, he was a WWI vet. He claims that he and some guys from WWI started the place when they came back and couldn’t deal with the real world after what they had saw and done. He had stories on just about everyone that ever came through the place.

He had some funny stories but most of the stories he told were sad one. Every night he would sit and tell a few and others would share their stories as well. I found out from him that John was a banker and one day just walked away from everything then he found out that he was helping to foreclose on his own sister’s house. That was after he emptied his account and pain off the loan. One year I was sitting back a ways from the group and as he told a stories that I didn’t catch all of about a guy who he had never heard a word from but he saw the great sorrow in his eyes that told a story of their own.

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The Egg

Chapter 3

The dream shifted around like oil on top of water. Jacob felt the swirling, nauseating him as he spun in it. He didn’t grasp what was going on. Even as he cried out in frustrating terror, there wasn’t anything he could do. Nothing worked for him.

Falling asleep had become an utter nightmare for him. From watching as the alien snake took Shana, to be terrified of the pulsating cocoon in his parent’s shabby room, Jacob found himself alone. For three nights he had lain exhausted in bed, confused as to what his life had become.

When he did wake in the morning, it was to a blaring alarm. With a groan, he rolled over in bed and groggily walked through his room to the bathroom. There, he relieved himself before getting into a cold shower.

Sleep dissipated rapidly under the torrent of frigid water. With a twist of a knob, the water quickly turned hot and he relaxed a moment before washing himself. As his mind cleared, he became increasingly aware that his first day of school in almost two weeks started today. A sudden nervousness grew in him and so he tried to think of other things.

The cocoon in his parent’s room only came to mind. An alien looking thing for sure, he hadn’t gone into the room since it had hissed at him two days ago.As curious as he was, he didn’t investigate due to the possibility of unknown dangers.

Finished with his shower, Jacob completed a new routine for his morning. Getting dressed in fresh clothes, eating a healthy breakfast and packing his book bag. He remembered to get his doctor’s note that specified today’s return. At least the doctor cared. Everyone else had abandoned him. His dad was late coming home, and the alien had forsaken him to become whatever horror it wished. With a sigh, he escaped his home and headed for school.

Silverton High wasn’t in any way shiny for its name. Even when one walked past well-manicured lawns and up polished concrete steps, the sole lustrous thing in the place were the trophies that greeted the students in a massive display case right in front of the doors. On each side of the case was a door to the main office, which Jacob chose to use the door on the left. Thankfully no one paid mind to him as he walked through the crowds at the entrance.

The high school’s age was evident in the main office. Built years ago, everything in the office was stained dark as the wood took up almost every seeable surface. The giant counter that greeted anyone looked like a clerks counter one would find in a courtroom. Six openings allowed for school officials to talk to students or parents but currently, these were all taken. Jacob leaned against a wall and grimaced as the bell rang signaling the start of class. His hope had been to be seated in class before anyone recognized him. Now, he would have to walk in with all eyes on him.

“Next,” a voice called out.

Jacob walked up to the only opening passing a woman who looked disheveled. As he walked up, he saw etched on a golden plaque on the right of the opening the name Grace. The red-rimmed blonde peered up at him. She had emerald green eyes and red shiny lipstick on. To Jacob, Grace looked young enough to pass as a high school student and the reaction in his groin surprised him. He couldn’t identify a time looking at a girl or anything in that matter out in society had elicited a response. Becoming aware quickly of how the tightness in his pants increased, Jacob smiled.

“Hey there,” she said. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”

That stung, and he winced with those words. She didn’t seem to notice, and he kept the smile on his face.

“Yeah, you have,” he said. “It’s me, Jacob.”

His voice couldn’t have been any meeker if he tried.

“Jacob Grand?” She asked with surprise evident in her voice. He saw her stand and take off her glasses before cleaning them. Once back on she let out a squeal of surprise. The whole office had gone quiet with noise. He apologized, and everyone continued to stare at him.

“Come around quick,” Grace told him, but he didn’t really hear her. People were staring at him. Each glare a dagger into him, a reminder of how his presence had interrupted the day to day dealings of the office. Feeling exposed, he moved quick to the side where Grace authorize him to go behind the counter. She ushered him into a side room.

“Are you really Jacob?” she asked him.

He pulled out his doctor’s excuse and held it out to her. Right now, he wanted to escape the room and subsequently the school. Besides, now that he was isolated with a woman in a conference room, his nerves began to get the best of him. She accepted the note from him and read it. While she did, Jacob drank in the sight of her trying to calm his shaking.

Before, he could only see the blonde had her hair over her ears and the red-rimmed glasses shielding green eyes. Closer now, he could see that underneath, her hair was dyed jet black. Long and straight the tips of it went past her breasts. Breasts that were concealed by an ornate white blouse. The ornateness evident in the sewn patterns.

The blouse went down and he followed it gigue line until it changed into a black skirt. The skirt was short and there was scant bare skin as that shown she was wearing stockings. Polished black shoes were on her feet, but her legs enticed him.

“Ahem,” Grace said getting his attention. His eye snapped back to her. “My, I can’t think of a time the massive Jacob would dare be seen checking a girl out.”

He felt the heat rise in his cheeks at getting caught. The rightness of her statement to expose him to a feeling of embarrassment he wasn’t used to.

“I uh,” he started.

“Don’t worry about it kiddo,” she said with a gleeful laugh. “It’s surprising is all. What happened?”

Her nonchalant dismissal of his staring dalliance made him feel for a second like he should tell her what happened. Something told him that it wasn’t the time to.

“I don’t know,” he replied. Trying to stop to keep his voice steady and from failing. “Just woke up like this one morning. Doctor’s couldn’t tell me and kept me out of school for the past two weeks.”

A gaze swooped all over his body. He got the impression of being sized up.

“I hope its permanent,” she said and then she suddenly blushed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

A compliment, even if it needed to be taken back, hit him in a queer way. Receiving praise from a woman for the first time in his entire life sent a shockwave of confusing emotions through him.

“At least one thing is still massive,” she spoke. He looked at her and saw a look of amazement on her face as her jaw slowly dropped. Then realized her gaze was on his crotch.

“Class,” he stammered out suddenly to get control of the situation. The office was just a door away. “I have to get to class.”

“Do you?” she said with a lick of her lips. Jacob saw the sudden onset of wanton lust in her eyes. Unfortunately for him, he realized the situation did need to end for both of their sakes.

“Yes,” he said.

“Very well,” she said with a look of disappointment on her face. “Let me get you a pass and call your teacher.”

She got up off the chair and went to leave the conference room.

“Whats your teacher’s name?”

Jacob though for a second before he responded.

“Ms. Clemens,” he replied naming Biology teacher.

“Bet she’d like to examine you,” Grace replied before walking back into the office. The double meaning wasn’t lost on Jacob and the throbbing of his cock was beginning to become unbearable.

Sitting in the room for the moment, he struggled to direct his thoughts from being sexual. Three days of abstinence had been unbearable ever since the alien had awoken it. Shaking in frustration, he waited until Grace came back into the room, the massive door shutting behind her.

“Well, heres your note,” she said holding it out to him. Jacob took it tentatively trying not to touch her hand. She threw that out the window for him when she was suddenly up in his personal space. “This piece of paper is my number.”

He couldn’t move as her hand shoved the piece of paper into the pocket of his pants. She aggressively rubbed the length of his cock through the fabric of his pants.

“I don’t typically do direct,” she said. “But we are close enough in age where you need to contact me when you can.”

“I will,” he said trying to relax.

“Now get to class Jacob,” she said. “I am genuinely disappointed that we couldn’t get better acquainted right now.”

Then she was gone, and Jacob let out a sigh of relief. Feeling constricted, he waited for a few seconds to get his throbbing cock to dissipate. After thinking of his dead mother, his dick did soften.

Walking out of the conference room through a side door, he found himself thankfully in empty hallways. The walk to Miss Clemens class took him only a few seconds, and when he arrived he again found himself panicking.

What would everyone say when they identified him? His thoughts reeled on that one question and after five minutes he almost drove himself mad trying to work the nerve up to go in. With a major sigh, he took the plunge and turned the knob.

Miss Clemens had been talking when he walked in. Standing at the board, she was wearing a red pantsuit that hugged her curves. Her ass looked amazing, but his thoughts couldn’t stay on that for long. She was quick to comment on staring and often had presented herself as purveyor of chastity. Jacob had long suspected that the woman enjoyed the stares. He did know for certain she loved to chastise the boys when caught.

“Can I help you?” she said walking briskly over to him after getting up from her desk. He kept his eyes locked onto her blue ones as she walked up to him.

He held out the note to him which she snatched. buca escort Jacob seized the second while she read to look over to his classmates, all staring back in earnest curiosity. Not that they didn’t know him, but his lumbering frame was no more.

“Take your seat,” she said after a moment and that was that.

Jacob walked to a seat at a table and she at her desk Evidently everyone was doing textbook work and she had been giving instructions when he walked in. Textbook work was something that Jacob would know easily before completing.

Even though most students occupied personal single seat desks, Jacob never fit into one of them. As such, the school had forced him to sit at a designated table provided in all of his classes. Today he triumphantly sat in one. Taking out his book, he looked to the board where the instructions for the day’s assignment had been written.

No one seemed to care about him and after the class ended. Jacob had been apprehensive as soon as the bell rang. His following class, History, meant that he would have to deal with Billy. Sighing, he moved out of the classroom, with no harassment from anybody.

In history, Jacob took the chance and sat in a desk. As the class filled and Billy came in, Jacob hoped no one would call attention to him.

“Mr. Hayes,” a student called out. “Who’s this kid?”

Hayes, an older man who was chubby and balding, came into the classroom to investigate.

“Who are you?” Hayes asked.

Jacob felt totally exposed but since he would have to respond, he stood up.

“Jacob,” he said.

There were a few audible gasps in the room as students began recognizing him. Hayes squinted at him.

“What happened?” Hayes asked.

“Lard ass got liposuction,” Billy cried out. The class laughed, but Jacob stood unmoved by it, as he usually would. Something snapped in him, though. Before there would have been shame turning him to stone, but now, anger rose in his chest. A feeling that never had been present before.

“Yeah, from your mom’s lips,” Jacob said turning slowly and defiantly to Billy. He had said it when the laughter had begun dying down.

“What did you say, fat boy?” Billy screamed angrily. Jacob noticed Hayes had backed away a bit.

“I said,” Jacob issued his retaliatory statement once more. “Your mom sucked all the fat off me through my cock.”

The class may have completely died down after Billy screamed, but now they were roaring in laughter. Billy wore an expression of astonishment. Jacob turned back when the bell sounded and sat back in the desk. With his beating heart, he took out his book, and Hayes had to wait until the class ceased in their laughter before the class could begin.

History happened to be something Jacob did enjoy thoroughly. So much so, that he had already the textbook from front cover to back a few times this semester at school. These facts left Jacob quickly bored as the teacher droned on. Hayes maintained a monotone voice which made it difficult to stay awake for class, Jacob began drawing in a private notebook he had. Begrudgingly slow, the bell ending class finally rang and Jacob was out of the class quickly.

He found himself in broad halls and moved through them trying to get away from the history class as fast as possible. He had forgotten about his frame briefly as his fear overran him. Bumping into people and getting angry comments, he moved through the halls clumsily towards a cafeteria.

Inside the cafeteria, Jacob found a corner and practically hid from everyone. His social anxiety in dealing with people eventually overloaded and he left to find the library.

The library of the high school wasn’t extremely big. It contained a main desk once one walked through the doors to it. Off of that, was only about thirty shelving units to support books. Not that it mattered, Jacob wouldn’t be wandering through the aisles looking at the

Instead, he planned on sitting at a desk and relaxing. As he walked the librarian nodded at him and he found out quickly he was almost alone in the place. Another student wandered through the aisles and Jacob saw no one else. Going to a secluded corner, he found an empty chair and sat down in it.

The feeling of sinking into a cushioned chair without breaking it made him utterly relax. The library hadn’t been an option to hide in previously with his frame. Now that weight wasn’t an issue. He was content to relax through lunch before his next class.

Jacob fell asleep in the chair. As fitful as sleep had been lately, he didn’t find solace with his current nap. Everything in his dream happened to be black. Various shades of black swirled like oil, but nothing took shape. His mind drifted him out in this ocean of nothingness and it troubled him.

Where was she? The alien goddess who had promised him untold pleasures and changes. Not in person or his dreams now and it made him feel truly alone. Abandoned even. Like his mother who passed or a father who ran. Mentors who never appeared. It felt as if he should have stayed fat. At least there had been food. Then he was back in the living room, looking at himself and Shana.

Seeing both of them naked made him elated and excited at the same time. The genetic material was present, and the woman now stood ripe for assimilation. A drive of instinct pushed but a hesitation stood in the way. Her mate, its mate, wouldn’t understand.

Jacob didn’t understand the dream. It didn’t make sense to him as he watched. His mind clicked as the scene unfolded and he realized that right now, he was experiencing the other side of the action.

He was the alien. Who hesitated on wondering if the human she had chosen as a mate would be able to handle what was about to happen. Her own basic drives though won out. A gamble for success over failure too much to pass up.

The human woman had no idea what happened as the strike transpired. An event that needed to be quick in its execution. Any faltering could spell doom to the entire thing. As much as she wanted to keep her mate informed of the biological drives, she did not have the time to explain. With his fragile psyche, that which it was, she worried being absent from him so soon would damage him. Thankfully, she had been able to change is genetics a tad. It’s how this woman had come to him. Special pheromones that enticed.

She dragged herself and the woman quick upstairs. Already she knew the boy’s room would be off limits. A pause at one door told her that the room was heavily used. It must belong to the patriarch of the place. Flicking her tongue to test the air, it was apparent to her this room’s aura encompassed pain and suffering. Shanda struggled in her coils, reminding her of the lack of time. Whisking down the hall, she discovered a room that held no scents. Even though she scantily saw the furnishings, she did note that the room looked pleasant. With a finality of dismissal of it, she hauled herself up against a wall.

Shanda had begun struggling in earnest. A fact attributed to the pliability of her tender flesh. That bothered her a bit as her body currently could sustain damage easily.

“Relax,” she said to the woman. When she spoke though it seemed to ignite a serious panic in the woman. She didn’t know what to do, so she did the only thing she could think of.

Through her slit, a tentacle snaked out and it felt to Jacob as if he was clenching his own cheeks. The sensation was weird and he felt like he sported an erection. Instead, with her body, he knew a tentacled appendage sprouted out before snaking around the girl. It honed in on his genetic material in her bowels and due to the looseness of her sphincter worked itself into the orifice with no resistance. Jacob felt like he was sliding his own cock back into the warm sheath of flesh.

“Now relax,” she said again and the tentacle surge in circumference. A reverberating moan sounded and the woman went limp in her coils. It surprised Jacob that Shanda did moan. “Ah yes, such a human with sensitivity. I am delighted to have selected you as my catalyst.”

“Please,” the girl begged.

In an effort to gain more traction in assimilation, she had to persuade the woman to agree to offer herself to the pleasure. In payment, an earthly form more mutually suitable between Jacob and her would be gained.

Jacob tired his best to interpret the dream. What he gathered is that somehow he was getting a play-by-play of the entire scenario. Though as of now, he wished he wasn’t experiencing all of the pleasure that he was. Somehow he knew if he was awake, his cock would be straining in his pants and probably close to causing a mess. Hopefully, that didn’t happen in his sleep either.

“What is it that you want?” she asked Shanda.

“Don’t stop,” the woman pleaded. Suddenly she felt inquisitive about Shanda.

“You want pleasure?”

“Definitely,” she said with a throaty moan.

“I can deliver that,” she replied. “For a price.”

“Whatever you want,” Shanda replied with a groan .“Never let it stop.”

“Why?” the alien asked. Jacob found himself bewildered too. Shana never asked what the price was. Even as the sacrifice moaned in enjoyment to the writhing

“I’m so lonely,” Shana said once the alien ceased anything to give pleasure. “Only pleasure makes that go away.”

Jacob understood that mentality. Food used to be to him what sex was for her. A feeling to bury the hurt and pain. Jacob felt guilty that this woman was in the clutches of the monster snake that had her.

“I will grant you infinite pleasure,” she replied after a bit. Jacob didn’t get any indication that the alien understood. There was a feeling of excitement though that he could.

The next physical feelings were perverse to Jacob in the way he couldn’t describe. An uncomfortable pressure çağlayan escort in his anus happened and he knew then more tentacles sprang forth from the sex of the creature. He felt more pressures of pleasure as the tentacles joined in penetrating different orifices now. Nothing was safe, from the mouth, anus, and pussy, to the fact that the tentacles penetrated the ears, eyes and even nipples. The latter being especially exquisite to him as they slid into the hard flesh. The alien woman also felt pleasure with the penetration, but Shanda was definitely getting the best bargain here. The lady was shaking uncontrollably and screaming in what seemed like ecstasy. The sex may have lasted for a bit, but then the real horror for Jacob began.

Jacob can’t describe to himself when the change happened. He just felt as the alien’s body began hardening on the outside. Sudden pulses of power heralded unknown growth. With a sudden urge, the coils loosened a bit until Shanda’s head became exposed. Jaws came apart widely and the alien began the process of swallowing the girl.

There wasn’t any struggle. A gag as the woman’s diverse tastes hit the tongue but soon the girl and penetrating tentacles found themselves disappearing into the maw. The alien swallowed, uncoiling herself as she went down the body of Shana. The head then shoulders, which took a bit of twisting to get past, The breasts were the hardest, each round globe needing to be swallowed first. Once past, swallowing the rest of the girl was easy. A change began happening. No longer was sight possible, a sense gone with a sudden onset of black. Then everything began feeling loose as the body dissolved away. Somewhere in it, the feeling of having a form burned away until a numbness took over. Suddenly, like a socket being plugged, Sandra was gone and all that remained was her. Her and the pleasure.

White light blinded him in his dream with it. A sensory overload that seemed to take an eternity to dissipate but when it did, he found that in the dream he suddenly discovered himself feeling suspended in liquid.

A warm liquid that beat with the pumping of blood. He didn’t feel anything else in the dream for a long time other than some pain as bones cracked and skin melted away. Whatever soup she was in, a lot was going on right now. Then Jacob got a direct address from her.

“I hunger,” she spoke. He didn’t know how or why, but he could feel an aching in her body. “I require more material.”

And then Jacob heard his name.

“Jacob,” the voice said, a concerned woman’s voice. The dream tore apart, and he came out of sleep.

“Wakey wakey,” the girl said, and the first thing Jacob saw when he opened his eyes was glossed ruby lips. As his vision cleared, Grace came into focus.

“What’s going on?” he asked blinking his drowsiness away.

“You were asleep in the library,” she said with a smile and leaning down to him. He caught a whiff of her perfume, and it immediately registered not in his brain but throbbing cock of how nice it smelt.

“And having good dreams.”

Jacob took a moment to think. He knew she had already made a pass at him. In fact, now that she was so close he bet whatever the alien had done to him affected her. The hand now on his leg clued him in on that too. A severe throbbing began in his cock as it strained against the fabric of his pants. Nothing in his life had prepared for a moment of wanton lust from a woman.

“A gorgeous woman will do that to you,” he said before he

thought about the audacity of it. Who the hell was he to say something like that to an administrator? An upper lip disappeared in succession as a tongue went across as Grace licked her lip.

“Gorgeous huh?” she said with a weird glint in her eye. “You have a lot to learn about women Jacob.”

“Why don’t you teach me?” he asked again without thinking. Eyes went wide with the suggestion. His own stared intently at her until her focus came back.

“I gave you my number to do just that,” she said with a sudden hiss and seizing his cock in his pants. Her warm fingers around his dick made him groan in impatience. “Better yet, being that it’s so late in the day, meet me out near the track field tomorrow after school and we will get to know each other.”

“Why not now?” he said amused with how she responded. The surge of confidence made him feel unstoppable. He reached out to touch her leg. Much to his astonishment, she let him and he shook as his hand touched bare skin. Fingertips barely stroked the silky skin of her inner thigh, and she moaned while bitting her lip. It didn’t unnerve him keeping his eyes locked into green promises. With a sudden surge of bravado, he brought his hand up to touch her heat. Much to his surprise, he found his fingers in a soaked wonderland as he probed around in the unseen treasure.

“You little shit,” she said with a laugh but standing straight up and removing her hand from his pants. He followed suit and pulled his hand away from her sex.

“Better keep it down,” Jacob said shifting to stand up himself.

“I know, and it’s too late. This library is kind of small.”

“Somewhere else?” Jacob asked feeling a drive he hadn’t before.

“Its close to the end of the day. Best I can do is write you a note for your last class,” she said delivering him a now disappointed look. “There isn’t enough time for us to get properly introduced.”

“I agree,” Jacob said allowing her off the hook. There was always tomorrow. Feeling the boldest yet, he held up his hand to her face. “Why don’t you clean my fingers off?”

Grace was obviously conflicted to Jacob. The bottom lip disappeared as she bit it. Then she licked his finger, wrapping her tongue around them with a moan. Dizziness washed over Jacob as he imagined her tongue rolling across his cock like that. Cool air caressed his fingers as her warm tongue disappeared.

“I don’t dare myself more,” she said. “Let’s get you to class.”

Jacob’s last class was his automotive class. When he went in

with the note, everyone greeted him. The teacher even stopped teaching for the rest of the day as everyone prodded him for answers. Surprisingly to Jacob, he found he liked the attention even if he was shying away from it at many points. Thankfully no one bothered him about his hard cock either, something he hoped couldn’t be readily seen by a bunch of guys.

As class concluded, Jacob left feeling an emptiness creep into him. He didn’t realize that getting such positive attention or rather an interest would propel him into heights of acceptance craved since time remembered. Everyone shuffled by him in hallways eager to leave the building. Jacob meandered through the halls until he too found himself outside in the sun.

His walk didn’t take him to the woods. It didn’t even veer to a convenience store he frequented many times before for snacks. Instead, he walked a linear path to home.

A brisk walk didn’t happen to be on the menu of days activities in any form before. He found that the fresh air and sun uplifted the spirit once more and the sting of abandonment faded away. With a happy gait, it took minutes to reach home instead of an hour or more.

Inside his home, Jacob again cringed at looking at how bare and ugly the entrance was. Stained carpet and bare walls told him this place welcomed few. As such, Jacob resigned to himself that with the week, the whole place would be redone. A sense of excitement went through him as hope lifted him. Maybe his father would see an improvement and praise him.

“That’d be the day,” he said to himself as he walked through the house. He had pushed the door to close behind him, but then stopped suddenly when he heard it crash against the wall. Turning around he saw Billy facing him with a crazy look in his eye.

“Guess daddy isn’t home huh fat boy?” Billy said walking and slamming the door behind him.

“You need to leave,” Jacob said meekly, cowering as the Bully descended slowly upon him in the hall.

“Not until I punish you for earlier,” the boy said.

Jacob went to say something, but a flick of a wrist and his mind registered that the shiny object that appeared in Billy’s hand was a knife. That is all Jacob needed to see before he turned and ran through the house.

“Come back here,” Billy shouted, but Jacob now fit, got farther into the house and even upstairs. At the top of the stairs, Jacob froze a bit, trying to figure out where to hide. Finding nowhere, Jacob panicked and ran into his parent’s room.

Jacob almost wretched as he opened the door to go in. A smell of horror hit him and made him gag, but he pressed into the room. Humidity hit him and immediately sweet began pouring from his body. He went by the lone window, covered by a dusty curtain and sat against the wall there facing the door. Shaking, he wondered what to do about Billy. That is when he heard the pumping of a heart.

Looking slowly over to his left and over the bed, his parents once slept in, he looked at a horror. A sack of flesh hung on the wall. Its purple body held a yellow sac obviously filled with liquid. Jacob got the impression that it looked like a pregnant woman’s swollen belly. Tendrils snaked out from the thing in black lines across the walls, ceilings, and floor. His first thought wasn’t on what was going on, but how much his father would freak out with the disaster. Groaning in frustration, he was about to leave the room when Billy had rounded the corner of the hallway.

“There you are fat boy,” the bully said with anger.

Jacob stood up and held up a hand as the man came down the hall.

“Wait there, I’ll come out.”

Jacob knew himself that the words were meant to help. Billy had no idea what was in the room and neither did Jacob.

Unfortunately, though, the bully pressed on çankaya escort with greater speed, making Jacob realize the futility now of negotiation. Dropping his arm in defeat, Jacob waited for Billy to enter the room.

“Ready to accept your punishment,” Billy said as he walked into the door frame.

Defeated, Jacob decided then whatever it took to get the scene over with he would do.Billy walked right up to Jacob anger written on his face.

“If you ever say anything stupid to me in school again,” Billy said. The knife lashed out and Jacob held his arm before he his mind registered that the knife had dug into the flesh of his arm. Held tight, the pain registered.

“What the hell did you do that for?” Jacob shouted at Billy. The look of surprise on Billy’s face Angry himself now with the indignation of the attack, Jacob suddenly found himself attacking Billy. First, he punched the bully, a glancing blow on the arm. This turned Billy and Jacob cringed as a spray of blood hit him in the face. The knife had been pulled out. Billy got some lines of blood across his face, but that detail meant nothing as a desperate Jacob moved to hit Billy again.

His second thrown punch didn’t connect. Instead, Billy had bobbed his head to the side, and Jacob put his hand into the wall. The wind went out of Jacob as Billy thrust a fist into his gut, forcing him to collapse in front of the boy.

“That’s right fat boy,” Billy said one again. “Now I’m gonna give you a haircut.”

Jacob’s head was suddenly yanked back by his hair. He wheezed with tears in his eyes.

“Get ready you fat fuck,” Billy said with a hiss. A hiss responded back, stopping the scene. “What the fuck is that?”

Jacob felt Billy move away from him right after he let him go. Still trying to catch his breath, Jacob remained hunched over while he wheezed. Then Jacob heard the door slammed closed and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the everything was over right now. His arm hurt as his breath returned.

“Jacob, what the fuck is this?”

His attention returning, Jacob looked over to see Bill held in the air by some of the tendrils.

“I don’t know,” he said, which was the truth.

“Get me down,” the bully demanded.

Jacob stood up and another hiss was his only warning before he was entrapped too by the rubbery feeling tentacles. He didn’t find himself suspended, however, instead dragged to the sac. A ripping sound tore into the room, but he barely heard it as the pumping sound became much louder as the sac become closer. Before he knew it, the cool air was across his ass. Then pleasure radiated around his dick, which quickly grew to length before plunging into the yellow sac.

If Jacob hadn’t been already overcome by the pleasure, he probably would have been disgusted as his cock rubbed against the rubbery sac. Everything was warm and his cock felt like it once again had sunk into heaven.

“Master,” a female voice spoke.

“Yes?”

“I am glad you have finally visited me,” she spoke, her words dripping with moans. “I’ve needed you.”

“What’s going on?” he asked. A pulsing began around his cock, mimicking the pulses of the heart-beat sounding nose. He went limp as he swam in the pleasure.

“I am evolving,” she said. “But I needed more of your seed to continue. Why didn’t you come to me sooner?”

“I was afraid,” he replied. “This thing you are in hisses.”

He groaned as sudden white light overtook him. It didn’t register with him that he had orgasmed and subsequently passed out. The room he found himself in once again put him in front of the golden throne. Only this time, she was there.

“Is this better?” she asked. He studied her features and saw that they had changed drastically.

“Is this how you see yourself?” Jacob asked.

“I can’t see myself, Jacob. You are what I perceive of myself,” she replied shifting around. There were a lot fewer tentacles now. Mostly it looked like they had taken up to be her hair. Her face looked human, though a bit young. She had curves too, a testament to being a follower of the unknown fertility goddess. Naked now as she was, she didn’t look to be pliable like before.

“You have a frame now,” he said.

“Yes,” she replied. “The woman you chose for me was more than adequate as a catalyst for myself.”

“She was good?” Jacob asked, genuinely surprised with the praise.

“Her bone structure sufficed but her body’s sensitivity will make worship wonderful,” she said with a moan. His eyes locked onto her bountiful chest as soon as she moved to where the darker flesh of her nipples shown. “The only issues I have now center on needing more of your genetic material to finish the change.”

“Why?” he asked, trying to stay engaged while drinking in the view.

“Well, everything has to be bonded. For this body to stay together and useful to me, I need your material to help me bond on the molecular level. That is until all of this body is me. Plus, without a continual supply of your seed, I can’t stay on this plane.”

It made sense.

“So how do I give you my seed?” he asked.

“Why you come up to this throne and fuck me,” she said with a giggle.

That excited Jacob and his cock throbbed in impatience. Yet he hesitated.

“What are you going to do with the other boy?” he asked.

“I have to consume him,” she replied with a disinterested tone.

“I find his intrusion annoying and as such he is a good

sacrifice to offer up to our goddess.”

“Will it be painful?” Jacob asked, unsure about the prospect of killing his tormentor. In retrospect of the question being asked he surmised that the wrong question had been asked.

“Of course not,” she said. “A sacrifice should be welcomed into the folds of our goddess in the way that pleases her the most; pleasure.”

An epiphany hit Jacob then.

“If you kill him, we will have to explain it,” he said to her. Her body shifted a bit before she got up from the throne. He watched her, mesmerized with her sexuality as her hips swayed walking down the stairs leading up to the golden seat. Her tendril flowed, and he noticed that her hips had some and so did the v of her navel. She walked to him and grasped his cock before leaning up to his face. Frozen, he held his breath for the next words to be spoken.

“No, we won’t,” she said. “We, I, are beings of sex and as such, everything is to me will serve out goddess. Even now, I am draining that tormentor of everything.”

“Oh,” Jacob sighed, not at the statement bit because she had begun playing with his cock in earnest.

“I can’t wait till we can do this in person,” she said.

The words weren’t heard. Pleasure overrode everything and Jacob soon spasmed in a release. There wasn’t anything in the dream, though. No liquid and it was something that Jacob realized.

“I bet it will feel amazing,” he said with a whisper. “How long will you be?”

No answer.

Jacob opened his eyes and found himself looking at the yellow sac of the alien pod. The pumping of the heartbeat resounding in his ears sounded like an endless drum being pounded relentlessly. Pulling back, he found himself now disconnected from the thing. His front was covered in a sticky slime. Disgusted, he took a step back. A groan made him turn around and gasp in horror.

Billy looked horrible. Everything about him sang that death approached. His skin hung on his bone, but there was no sustenance in his frame. Muscles were gone, and his head leaned back with his mouth agape. A sucking sound could be heard and Jacob realized now that Billy only wore his shirt now.

His pants had fallen to the floor, his body’s mass no longer able to support anything. The tentacles, of course, held the body up. He cringed seeing the body being sucked out. Shaking in disgust, Jacob left the room and Billy to the fate of being a sacrifice.

There was no longer any reason to stay there. Hot water washed down up him as he washed off the filth. Even after scrubbing, he felt dirty. Nothing lifted the growing sense of guilt that he had. Everything now had changed. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a fantasy. The alien was coming, and it had fed now on two people. Two people, he had essentially offered up to as a way to get not only a purpose but also a promise of acceptance.

After dry heaving, Jacob worked to keep himself from collapsing into the tub of the shower. Eventually, he would make it back to his room and sit in his chair. Lost on what to do, Jacob did the only thing he could. He went back to the room.

Billy no longer hung suspended in the room. Jacob couldn’t even see the boy at all when he first walked in. It wasn’t until he walked into the room and could see over the right side of the bed did he see the skeletal remains of the bully. He almost hurled looking at the husk of skin that looked tightly stretched across the bones.

“I’m sorry,” he said. There was a shifting and Jacob turned to the pod secured to the wall. The bulbous yellow sac still looked to be similar to the pregnant belly of a woman. Shuddering in disgust, he walked up to it and put a hand on the sac.

The pulsing was still there and the flesh felt warm. He noticed that the tentacles appeared to be gone now form the wall. The only tendril snaked out from the pod and Jacob understood they helped anchor the thing to the wall. He wondered when she would emerge, the alien monster in the sack. Was it all for not?

Apprehensive, Jacob sulked off to his room to pass out in his bed. His last thought about what tomorrow holds for him.

*Author’s Note*

Hey everyone. Thank you for reading this current chapter. I have big plans for this story and its arc. I was excited to finish an entire storyline last month and look forward to working on more. As such, the next story to be published will be a collaboration piece and then another chapter to Rule of Woman. I plan on giving focus on the Ring and Sexting too before working on another chapter to this arc. Thank you or the continual support.

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