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A Wicked Truth or Dare Part I
This is a true story that happened to me when I was in my teenage years. In that time, we were nothing but bored teenagers with nothing to do except play videogames and drink our parent??™s alcohol. My best friend Jay and I would often organize sleepovers when our parents were gone. This is in one of those nights that everything changed completely between us.
At that time, I was a 5??™ 9??™??™ teenager with dark hair and tanned skin. He was a bit shorter than I was, with pale skin, blue eyes and brown hairs. We were hanging out at his house with nothing to do, so we decided to play a quick game of truth or dare. We would often play that game when we were completely bored and we would challenge each other to drink alcohol or sniff his sister??™s panties. Usually, the more we drank, the more sex-related things became. As usual, we started by daring each other to drink a couple of shots of tequila, just chilling on the couch, but after two rounds, he asked for a truth instead of a dare. Feeling a bit adventurous, I asked him : ???What is the craziest thing related to sex you have tried????. Since we were both virgin, I was not expecting much of an answer.
???I can??™t tell you this man??? He answered me.
???Man, it??™s a truth, you have to???. I insisted.
???Ok, but you promise to never tell anyone????. After agreeing, he told me the entire story of how he had sucked off his cousin??™s friend about 2 years ago. I was really surprised by this revelation. It was now my turn and I asked for a truth.
???What is a sexual thing you would like to try that you are ashamed off???? He asked me. Feeling horny by his revelation, I told him :
??? I have always dreamt of being fucked in the ass by a girl with a strap-on???.
This really took him off guard and I could that in his face, but we continued to play. After some time, he asked for another truth. I asked him if he would ever accept to suck, be sucked by, fuck or be fucked by a guy if nobody ever learnt about it. He answered with a quick : ???Yes, Yes, Yes, No???. I was extremely aroused at that time, so when he asked me for my turn, I asked for a dare. The way we would work was that we always give each other 3 choices and the choices he presented me with were quite straightforward. I either had to suck his dick for 5, 6 or 7 minutes. Not wanting to seem too horny, I agreed to suck him for 5 minutes.
He did not hesitate a minute and he took down his pants and boxer and told me come and suck him off. I hit the timer of my watch and slowly came near him and at that moment, I completely lost it. I started to caress his balls slowly with my right hand while my tongue was slowly rising along his 6 inches dick. When I reached the top of his dick, I swallowed it??™s head whole and started running my tongue around it. I could tell he really loved it by the way he was grunting and pushing his hips to put his dick further down my throath. I would then pull his dick out of my mouth and lick the shaft to get it as wet as possible before I took his dick back in my mouth again. I could feel my dick throbbing in my pants as I continued to suck him like this for 5 minutes until my watch started buzzing, signaling the end of my dare. With regret, I went back to my place on the couch and he pulled up his pants.
It was my time to ask for a dare. Being a bit afraid of his reaction, I asked him for the same dare he had asked me. He asked me to pull down my pants and he went knelt down in front of my. My 7 inches dick was hard as rock when he started to take the head of it in his mouth. He slowly turned his tongue around my dick and I thought I would come just at that moment. He stopped sucking me for a second and asked me to pull my legs apart. As he continued to suck me off, I started to feel his finger probing my asshole. He was slowly teasing my asshole, putting his finger a little bit inside then pulling it out to put it back again inside. I felt like in heaven, but the minutes flew by and my watch started ringing again. With his index still in my ass and while licking the head of dick, Jay asked me if I wanted a truth or a dare. Without hesitation, I asked for a dare.
???I dare you to let me fuck you up your ass like a little slut???. At that moment, I knew I was his little fuck toy for the rest of the night. Without hesitation, I begged him to fuck me like his little slut. He got up, asked me to get on four legs and went up to the drawer to take out a jar of Vaseline. He started spreading some on his fingers which he then inserted in my ass. I could not stop moaning while he inserted one, then two, then finally three greased up fingers in my ass and he started fucking me with them. He then pulled out his three fingers out of my waiting asshole and the rested the head of his dick against it in a doggy style position.
- ??? Beg for me to fuck you in your little slut??™s ass??? he told me in a harsh tone.
- ???Please???
- ???Please what????
- ???Please fuck me???
- ???Where????
- ???Please fuck me in my little slutty asshole???
He then started to slowly insert his dick in my ass. I felt a sharp pain when the head went in, but I was so horny that it quickly started to turn into pleasure. He was going slowly in my ass, pushing in a little, pulling back until only the head was in and then he would push again a bit more until his entire dick rested in my ass. He started to pick up rhythm and to fuck me harder and faster. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me like a total slut. I could feel my asshole stretch to accommodate his hard dick in my ass and I would clench my muscles around his shaft. I was completely lost in heaven and I started to push back against his motion so that his dick would be buried completely inside my ass. I could tell he was already on the verge of coming because he kept pulling out to calm himself down for a second or two before penetrating me completely in long strokes. After 2 more minutes of this intense fucking, he asked me to ride him like the little slut I was. He sat back on the couch while I climbed on his lap with my back facing him. I quickly inserted his dick in my gaping asshole and started to ride him like no tomorrow. I could feel his dick agaisnt the wall of my ass while lubricant was dripping out of my asshole onto his balls. I started to massage his balls with my right hand and at that moment I could feel his dick throbbing in my ass like if he was about to cum. He took hold of my dick and started to jerk me off really hard while I picked up in rhythm and started to ride him faster. It did not take much time before he exploded in my ass and I started cumming in his hand. We stayed there both exhausted, with his dick still my ass when he told me : ???I think we both need a shower heh my little slut????. I knew that this moment that our relationship had completely changed??¦
This was the beginning of a long adventure??¦
Please leave comments! I have other parts to this story that I will post if I get comments!
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Posted: 14:49, 2012-Mar-5 in Sex Stories Post |
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My Sisters Panties and I (Part 2)
This is the continuation of My Sisters Panties and I (Part 1) It was now mid July 2004 and it is one of the hottest summers on record, I came home from being out with my friends to find out that my mum had planned a weekend away with her partner, and now that my sister was 15 she felt we were responsible enough to look after ourselves. This was the news I had wanted to hear all summer, me and my sister alone for 4 days. For the past few months I had been formulating a plan of how to get my sister on her, own and now this seemed like the perfect time. It was Friday night and my mum had just left she wouldn’t be back until Monday evening, my sister suggested we order a pizza take a few beers from the fridge and watch a movie. While she went and got changed I got the beers, I wanted to get her wasted as she turns really slutty, so I poured her beer into a glass along with some vodka. I got up to turn the air conditioning down which was all part of my plan, I took my t-shirt of and relaxed on the sofa. My sister came back with the pizza in nothing but a pair of daisy duke shorts and a tank top, my jaw dropped she wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were showing through her top. She picked up her beer and pretty much downed the lot in one go and asked me to get her another, I did the same with the second beer and handed it to her having to divert my eyes from her luscious breasts. She had chosen the scariest film I had ever seen the original Amityville Horror, she had just slammed her second beer and onto her third, it was half way through the film and I was beginning to relax I decided to get under a blanket and take my shorts of so I was completely naked as she was getting drunk. The film was now in full swing and she was getting pretty scared and crawled onto the sofa beside me I immediately started to get hard there was only the blanket between my cock and my sister and she didn’t have a clue. The movie had now finished and we just sat there chatting, she said that she was cold and asked could she get under the blanket with me, this made me go rock hard. I knew she couldn’t be cold because with the air-con was of and it had to be at least 70 degrees, so I let her climb under, thinking she was up to something. I relaxed and moved in closer to her, I got a smell of her perfume and couldn’t wait to make my move, she had now had 6 beers with vodka, I put my arm around her and rested it above her right breast, feeling her warmth against my hand was turning me on. She didn’t say much but just said what a great brother I was, I decided that it was time. I moved my hand down her chest further slowly going down her top until I felt the softness of her 36C breast, I moved closer into to her, it was then she felt my hardness and gave me a weird look. Before she could say anything I cupped her breast in my hand and rolled her nipple in between my thumb and forefinger, I felt something tightly grasp my cock, I looked down at her and she had my cock in her hand with an evil look in her eye. She ordered me to stand, still grasping my cock she asked “What the fuck are you doing?” she tightened her grip, “I’m your sister you little freak what did you plan on doing to me”. I stood there in shock, on one hand my sister was holding my cock which I had fantasised about for the past 2 years, but on the other she was stood there shouting at me and calling me a freak. The only thing that came out of my mouth was “I’m sorry sis, I’m drunk I don’t know what I was thinking”, she said “NO!! that’s not good enough, you’re going to have to do better”, still grasping my cock she pulled me toward her. Releasing my cock from her death grip she pushed me onto the sofa, she stood there all 5’2” of her slowly lifted her tank top and asked, “is this what you wanted to see, you freak, you want to see your sisters tits?” all I could do was nod my head. I think she knew it was what I wanted to see now that my cock was at full attention. Link |
Posted: 11:56, 2012-Mar-5 in Sex Stories Post |
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The Time Shifter Chapter 69
It was now October and I spent the weekend going to the batting cages to maintain my stroke. Then I went home to watch the MLB playoffs, which were occurring at the time. Monday, I brought my Charvel San Dimas to school and met with Valerie, giving her another mini guitar lesson. She went home with me. I made dinner for the two of us and we jammed until 11, when I had to take her home. I taught her "Stone Cold Crazy," a Queen song, and we had a nice blow on that since it really lends itself to jamming. Her fluidity was already improving and she was good before, but now she seemed ready to take that next step. She still had some work to do, but it indeed appeared she was putting in the practice time.
Tuesday, I went to our school's art teachers and told them I was holding a contest with a $250 prize to devise a logo for my band, Red Sentinel. I added that the winner would also receive a dime for each album copy sold if we got signed and started releasing albums. The logo had to be flashy and cool and I didn't want any death metal band type stuff. They would have by December 31st to come up with something suitable.
Wednesday, I finally got a response to my musicians wanted ad that wasn't a waste of time. A 21 year old drummer, Chris Ellis, who had previous band experience wrote me and I set up an audition for Saturday at my place. He turned up with a full double bass drum kit and his playing was powerful, crisp and you could set your watch by his meter, so he was in. I told him what I was going to do with the band from A to Z and he was on board with it. The thing that did it for him was that we had some money to work with for marketing and equipment. Now I had a backbone to build from.
The following Monday, I put up notices on music and drama department (the latter for vocalists) bulletin boards at a few local colleges. Out of that I got a bass player, Johnny Burrell, and a lead singer, Phil Dorsett. We still needed a keyboard player, but at least by early November, we could begin hammering out material. I also didn't have any other option, so I formally asked Valerie to join my band as our second guitarist. Getting a load of the songs I presented to the band really lit a fire under Valerie's ass because she liked what I was writing a lot and wanted to be a part of performing it. Thus, she upped her practice regimen from four hours a day to as much as eight when she wasn't rehearsing with us.
I bought all new equipment for the band. Valerie was stunned that she now had a backline of four Marshal 100 watt stacks (I played through Mesa Boogie Dual Rectifiers) instead of just her little 50 watt half stack, several new guitars and a full pedalboard of effects. At that juncture, I was playing all the keyboard parts during our rehearsals, which I held four days a week. However, in mid-December, we all went to a Trans-Siberian Orchestra show at the Forum and, just for a laugh, before the show started, I yelled out to the other audience members around me, "anybody here play keyboards?" "Yeah, I do, bro!" I asked him to tell me more. He had some classical training in elementary school when he was a kid, but was pretty much self taught from junior high on. His name was Barry Mullaney. He had a You Tube channel, so I told him I would get back to him after seeing his videos.
The TSO concert was uber kick ass as was usual for them, but I could hardly wait to get home and see Barry's videos, hoping I wouldn't be disappointed. I wasn't. He had a full keyboard rack and amplification for it and displayed his prowess on a range of material from Elton John to Deep Purple to jazz to show tunes. I wrote him and brought him down for an audition on my keyboard setup. After just a couple of songs, we asked him to join and he signed up. I suggested he use my gear and tweak it however he felt he needed to. And he was blown away by my compositions.
School was becoming tougher to handle for Valerie and I since our rehearsals would often go past midnight. My personal life also took a dive because I was just so focused on dealing with my little combo.
We took the Christmas holidays off to rest and recharge. When we came back to school the first week of January, I chose a logo from those that were submitted and presented the winner his money, in cash, during his art class. I also had a contract for him and his parents to sign that I had my band's lawyer draw up. There was a provision in it that when he turned 18, if he didn't re-sign the deal, we would seek another logo and abandon the one he created. I then asked him to submit art work to us for our first album, which would be self titled, saying that it was likely going to take at least a year for us to get a record together, so he had a deadline of July 1st. It must be done in a hyper real style. We would also have first right of refusal to all of his other creations. He would be paid 25 cents per album sold
I hired a web designer I knew and opened an official website, a You Tube channel and Facebook and Reverb Nation pages for us and incorporated the band. I also trademarked our name and started a publishing company, Sentinel Songs, to handle defense of our tunes. I bought a warehouse to use as both our office and rehearsal space. I brought in an architect to come up with renovation plans for said use. By the time I got all that done, it was mid-February and baseball tryouts were to begin a week later. Our rehearsal schedule would now be Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday. The latter two days, they would be all day affairs, with lunch and dinner included.
The first day of baseball tryouts at my school, I stepped into the batter's box and hit the first pitch I saw 450 feet over the 20 foot high leftcenterfeld wall into the middle of the street of a cul de sac that was behind the school. The outfielders didn't have much to do since I dialed long distance on pretty much everything I saw. During other's bp, the way I was chasing down liners and fly balls and then the velocity I displayed on my throws knocked my coach and my fellow players out. My coach came up to me afterward and said that the earlier reports on me were definitely valid and he looked forward to seeing me in game action.
The tryouts lasted a week. I wanted seven since it was my lucky number and also the late Mickey Mantle's uniform number. My coach decided to hit me leadoff in order to get me as many at bats as possible, figuring that we would score the most runs that way. He was also hoping that we would commence many of our games with instant 1-0 leads as a result and maybe get inside the heads of the opposing pitchers early.
We had our first faceoff the second week of March. The first pitch I saw from the opposing hurler was a thigh high middle out fastball at about 90mph that I torqued 500 feet beyond the rightcenterfield fence at their home field. The guy began muscling up after seeing his heater taken so far downtown and he walked our next two hitters. Then he grooved one to our leftfielder, who spanked it off the leftfield wall for a two run double. By the time I came up again in the inning, the bases were loaded and we had a 5-0 advantage. His coach went out to get him and they brought in a little lefthander who tossed me a curve ball that didn't bite so much as roll and I mashed it even further than my first homer for a grand slam. The contest was over at that point and I suggested to my coach that he give the bench guys some ups in my stead. That proved popular with my teammates. My coach was also impressed with how selfless that was and sat me down. So I never saw an inning on defense, but we won 11-4.
Our next match was at home and there were a bunch of pro scouts there to watch us. We got behind 1-0 in the first and then I got a hold of a second pitch slider and flamed it off the top of the rightfield wall for a two bagger. I stole third and scored on a dribbler to the rightside to tie it up. Then I made a running catch of a gapper, which brought applause from the about 50 people in attendance. I came up again in the bottom of the second and was thrown a fastball on the inside corner and up, but letter high rather than around my noggin, and I tophanded it over the roof of the house that was directly in back of our leftfield fence and on to the lawn of the domicile across the street. I got carried away during my next at bat, though, and overswung on a changeup down and away and hit a little topper to first for an easy out. I came back to the dugout cursing myself for being an idiot by muscling up.
This may have inadvertently done me and our team a favor. We were down by three with the bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth when I came up. I got ahead 2-0 and then he threw me that change up in the same location as my previous at bat. I punished it just inside the rightfield foul pole and cleared the bases. The first baseman bobbled the relay throw and I slid home with the winning run on the error.
Our third game, and we played two games a week, one on Monday and one on Friday, I got a mid-80's fastball up and just destroyed it. I have no idea how far it went, but it was one motherfuck of a long way for a quick 1-0 edge. That rattled the pitcher real bad and he got pulled after our next two hitters walked. We went on to trounce them 17-1 and I came out of the game after my third homer of the game in the fourth.
During the succeeding tilt, I drilled a slider that was down, somewhere below my knees, but over the middle of the plate, and it just kept rising and was still going up when it disappeared from view. I never saw a pitch to hit after that, as I was walked the next three times up. I stole second and third all three times and scored on two of those occasions and also threw two men out at the plate. We still lost, though, 6-4.
By then, the titanic shots I was unloading was getting around school as well as the scouting community. At our next home game, it was standing room only. (the seating at these games was just a couple of bleachers, so it didn't take much to fill them) Adding to that was that the other club had a pitcher named Dave Farrell on it, who was also drawing a lot of major league interest. They scored three runs off of us in the first inning and then I came to bat. Farrell threw me a fastball up that I let go by for a ball. He came inside and that was off the plate, too. He had really good movement on that pitch. Then he threw another heater he tried to bring back over the outside corner. I hit it over the rightfield wall, but I was just a hair late and it sliced foul. He hung a slider and I got every bit of it, this homer being highlighted by the sound of the ball crashing through the window of the house across the street from the home that backed up on to our leftfield fence. Everybody got a good laugh out of it, but with coach's permission, I dispatched a teammate to the house in question with my phone number so we could set up a payment plan for the broken pane.
My second time up, they intentionally walked me with nobody on. There was a lot of booing from the 200 or so people in attendance. I stole the next two bases, but there were two outs and our number two hitter couldn't get me home.
The next time up, though, got ugly. When the catcher held out his hand to indicate I was to be given four wide ones with nobody on, everybody started booing loudly. One of the scouts berated Dave, telling him to "throw the ball over the plate like a man!" "Oh shut up!" his coach blasted back. "You guys walked Bonds and Pujols the same way. Go fuck yourself!" That infuriated coach Addison, who was there scouting me as part of his bird dog (scout without portfolio, basically) duties for the Angels. He walked up behind the opposing team's dugout and asked, "so what are you going to have this kid do when he faces the Yankees? Walk everybody until he gets to the eight hole? Teach him to make a pitch or teach him how to sell shoes. But you can't do both!" The crowd began chanting, "pussy! pussy!" toward Dave, who was caught between a rock and a hard place. I stole second. They pitched out when I went to steal third, but their catcher threw the ball down the leftfield line and I hustled home for our second run. The audience chanted that epithet the entire time Dave was on the hill and when he came up to hit.
I was back up in the ninth leading off. They had a 5-2 lead with nobody on. "You better not walk him this time you asshole!" someone shouted at the opposition's coach. Dave had exhausted his pitch count, so I stood in against a reliever, who threw me four balls that were off the plate and I walked. I stole second and third and scored again on a fly ball before we went down to defeat 5-3.
After the game, a couple of scouts, one with a vein popping out of his neck, could be seen letting our opposition's coach have it. "What the fuck do you have that kid prove when you do that?" the scout wondered rhetorically. "You're not doing him a favor. He's not Barry Bonds or Pujols, he's a high school kid (referring to me). Let the kid (Dave) figure it out up there."
The incident was written about at length in our school paper and there was video footage on You Tube which got picked up by baseball websites and on our students' Facebook pages. Monday, the phone at our school was ringing off the hook wanting to know when our next game, which was on the road, was. "Fuck, we might have to play this next game at Angels Stadium if all those people show up," my coach joked.
It seemed like every seamhead in southern California showed up at our next outing. My first at bat, I missed a good biting slider down in the zone but in the middle of the plate and only hit it hard back through the middle instead of over the wall for a single. I stole second and third and scored on a squeeze. In my second appearance, the pitcher got behind to me 2-0 and tried to run one down and in on the inside corner. Unfortunately, that was my biggest happy zone and I just about made it disintegrate, depositing it into the rear of the parking lot to gasps and hoots from the standing room crowd for a three run homer. The pitcher lost his nerve and couldn't throw a strike to save his life from that point forward, walking two runs in before he was pulled. I was the next hitter and smoked a weak fastball into that same spot in the parking lot. We won going away 15-7.
The game after that was against Dave Farrell and his team. The problem was that it wasn't much of a home game for them because there were scouts from every major league team there and even some front office people as well as the baseball press and a large contingent of baseball nerds. When I came up in the top of the first, people were already ranking Dave out for the last time he had to take me on. His coach, not wanting to be shown up or something, had me intentionally walked. The "pussy, pussy" chant started up again and it got a lot nastier than that from individual hecklers. The police were called, hauling away several spectators for being intoxicated. The cops were not thrilled about having to, in effect, referee a high school baseball game. There was nothing they could do about the crowd because yelling, "pussy, pussy" wasn't against the law.
All of this threw Dave off of his game and he couldn't command the strike zone at all. The next time I came up, there were two on and one out. Once again, the manager wanted me walked. The 1500 or so spectators started hurling every invective in the book at Dave and his coach when the catcher gave the sign to give me four wide ones. Stuff began being thrown on the field and the umpire notified the crowd that he would forfeit the game if the onlookers didn't cool their jets. The cop who headed the detail ordered Dave's coach to have Dave pitch to me to prevent a riot. When I was standing up there, I reminded myself to be calm and just focus on staying short and quick to the ball. Dave threw me a room service fastball and it left the grounds in the blink of an eye. Dave was crying by that point since he was unfairly put in the middle of all this and his coach finally yanked him. We won 6-5. I stayed afterward to sign autographs and take pictures with fans.
Our school decided to hold our next game at a local park that was much more equipped to handle the crowds that were now turning up. It was the same one that I had worked out with coach Addison's squad at. There were at least 2,000 people there and when I leadoff the first inning for our team, the pitcher hit me in the left hip. Then he plunked the next batter, too and walked the man after that. He was totally overwhelmed by the attention. Our clean up hitter singled up the middle for two runs. Later, the pitcher walked a run in. We scored a run on a groundout and then the bases were refilled via the base on balls. That brought me up. He aimed a fastball over the outside corner, but it got a lot of the plate and I jacked it well over the rightfield wall and it was 8-0.
I had to stay in because of the audience size. So I came up in the second with us now leading 10-0 and a couple men on and golfed a rolling curveball on to the freeway beyond the centerfield fence. My third time up, there was nobody on and I took a strike on the outside corner. The pitcher tried to come back with the same pitch, but missed his spot and I unloaded a screaming mimi more than 450 feet to rightcenterfield. I begged out of the game after that.
Over the course of all this, interview requests came flocking in, but I turned them down unless I would be allowed to do them during my athletics period and they would mention my band and link to our Facebook page. The ones who refused I didn't talk to. I wouldn't meet them after practice because I wanted to work on band stuff. Besides, I was only a junior.
During our last game the first week of June, I homered three times and drove in eight runs while also making a diving catch of a drive in the gap. Again, about 2,000 people showed up. By that time, Red Sentinel had 15 songs nailed down for our set, about half a dozen covers to spice things up and we were completing and adding two tunes to our repetoire a day.. The renovations on our warehouse were finished, too, except for a studio I belatedly decided to create in it. We moved our gear into the rehearsal space, which made things a lot more comfortable at my house. Now I had to hire road crew and someone to do our sound and lights. In addition, we needed folks to work in our office once things really started happening.
Valerie was a much improved guitarist, too, with all that concentrated work on her skills. She was well chuffed with herself and she had every right to be.
The school year ending was such a blessing. I was named league, county and state High School Baseball Player of the Year and got a whole host of invitations to play for club teams during the summer, but I was more concerned with my band. We could now knock off our rehearsals at more reasonable hours and have more time for individual practice and songwriting. The ideas continued to surge through my mindLink |
Posted: 23:21, 2012-Mar-4 in Sex Stories Post |
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Trembling Lips
| Trembling Lips He wandered around the world seeking the lips he first kissed, The ones he had the pleasure to touch his lips to, at a beach. He searched for the girl he met as the red sun dipped in the sea. His lips on her trembling lips, At the beach, staring out to sea, she let him . So soft, supple and loving; her lips, her arms, her voice. He met thousands but none did have the Link |
Posted: 09:33, 2011-Dec-6 in Lush-stories |
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Fireflies, Part Two
| Hand in hand, we climbed the stairs, grinning like giddy children. Mom led me into her bedroom, switching on a small lamp on the nightstand. Her soft arms twined round my waist, mine round hers. We gazed at one another for a long moment, both of us suddenly shy, unsure of what to do next. "I love you, Mom," I whispered. "Oh... I adore you, my sweet, sweet child," she replied, her eyes Link |
Posted: 23:44, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Water Dancing
| The way you touch me, a miracle, within itself,? words chime in my ear, so clear, like a delicate moan, you move me, like wind moves the rain, like a father loves his daughter,? like a dove and with white lace, The sugar in your growls, the warm breath on my neck, make me sing, make me quiver,? turn me into fluid motion dancing on your fingers, your honey, glistening Link |
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Campground Exposure 2
In “Campground Exposure” (See attached link) Sandy and Sara had watched me jackoff down by the creek where they spied on me and for a second time that day in my tent. They had both begged me to let them come back over the next day to let them play some more and of course I agreed. It was a little after 8 AM when I heard footsteps outside my tent. Then Sandy’s voice was at the door asking if they could come in. I invited them in and there was a new younger face with them and Sandy said, “I’m sorry about this. This is my little sister Jenny. She said if I didn’t let her come she was going to follow me and tell our parents where we went, so I had to bring her. Is it OK, or do you want us to leave?” I said as I flipped the sleeping bag off my naked body exposing my already rock hard cock and swollen balls, “Of course I don’t want you guys to leave. Jenny, did Sandy tell you that we were going to be doing sexual things in my tent? Sandy and Sara watched me jackoff twice yesterday and they said this time they wanted to do it for me. I can’t believe you are younger than Sandy. You have the body of a grown woman and very sexy. I can tell by the expression on your face that you weren’t expecting to see me naked and my cock all hard and swollen, were you?” Jenny shook her head ‘no’ and said, “Sandy told me you might be naked but she never told me what a huge cock you have. Your girlfriends must really enjoy riding that monster. I would like to try it but I don’t think it will fit in my tight little pussy.” Jenny had not taken her eyes off my cock and balls from the time I flipped my sleeping bag off myself and she had stared at it the whole time she was talking. By now with these three young teen girls all staring at my package my cock head was starting to leak pre-cum and I said, “Girls, it’s going to be a little different today if you want to stay. I’ve been naked practically the whole time we have been around each other and now I want to see all of you naked too. I bet your young bodies are gorgeous and I would like a chance to have a look and also a taste of your womanhood. Now are you going or staying?” Sandy was the first to make her decision as she slipped her tee shirt over her head. She was not wearing a bra and her teen titties looked scrumptious. As she slipped her shorts off Sara and Jenny were coming out of their tee-shirts. Neither of them was wearing bras either and I couldn’t believe what gorgeous tits these young girls had. Sandy’s shorts hit the floor of my tent and she wasn’t wearing panties either. Her pussy was deliciously clean shaven except for a small line of pubic hair going up from her slit. Jenny was naked in a flash and was so quick she almost tied Sandy and Sara wasn’t far behind. They all joined me on my sleeping bag and Jenny spoke first and said, “Can I please play with your cock? I’ve seen a couple of boys from my school but their cocks were not even close to as big as yours. Could I please kiss it some too? He has a big tear in his eye and I want to kiss it all better for him.” She didn’t wait for my answer before she had her hands all over my cock and balls. She leaned over and put her soft young lips right on my cockhead and sucked my pre-cum out of my pisshole. She kept sucking on it but she only had the tip of it between her lips. I told her to try and get as much of my cock in her mouth as she could and to use her tongue on my cockhead. I was amazed when she got my whole cockhead and about two inches of my 8 inches in her mouth before she gagged. I told her if she would swallow as my cockhead got to the back of her throat it should stop her from gagging. She pushed again and I felt her swallow and watched as she got my whole 8 inches down her throat. Her nose was on my stomach and I felt her tongue come out and she was licking my balls. I couldn’t believe how soft and warm her young mouth felt and how long she was able to keep my cock down her throat. Then Sandy said, “Jenny, you better stop that or you are going to make him cum. If he cums in your mouth he will drown you. He squirts like a fire hose and if you aren’t ready he will have you choking on all his juice. Plus, Sara and I want to see him cum too. Don’t be a pig about it. We want to suck him too.” Jenny pulled up off my cock and tears were streaming down her face from gagging and said, “You two got to see him jerking off and cuming a couple of times yesterday so now it’s my turn and I want him to cum in my mouth. You guys can have a turn when I’m finished. His pre-cum tasted so good I’m sure the real thing will be delicious.” I told her if she wanted me to cum quicker to just suck on my cockhead and swirl her tongue around it. She went back down on me and I told her to bob her head a little while she was sucking and she would get a huge load. I also told her it was completely OK for her to gag when I started squirting. I told her almost all my girlfriends did even after they were use to it. She went back at it as I pulled Sandy over on my face and started eating her pussy. She was enjoying it so much I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to keep her on my face. She got right into it and started fucking my mouth with her sweet pussy. And I do mean sweet. She must have used a Douche on herself with a berry flavor because it truly did taste wonderful. As Jenny kept sucking my cock and Sandy was riding my face Sara lay down beside me and pulled one of my hands to her pussy. It was wet and warm as I slipped my middle finger up in to her “G” Spot and found her swollen clit with my thumb. I had already been fingering Jenny while she sucked my cock. With both my hands occupied I wouldn’t be able to hold onto Sandy so I just hoped she would stay put and cum in my mouth. I really wanted to taste all their young juices. I could tell by all their increased hip motion that they were all close to cuming and this sent me over the edge. The tickling in my cockhead was as intense as I had ever felt it. The tickling coursed down through my cock and into my balls and sent my cum pouring up through my cock. I could no longer control my hips as I fucked Jenny’s sweet teen mouth as I felt the first jet of my cum explode down her throat. She gagged really hard and I thought she was going to lose it, but she kept sucking and gagging through three more hard squirts of cum. Then my cum just flowed out into Jenny’s waiting mouth. I couldn’t believe what a lucky man I was. Here I was having sex with three teen girls and they seemed to be enjoying themselves as much as I was. Sandy’s body had been jerking uncontrollably for several minutes while Jenny and Sara had been fucking my hands really hard. I got my wish as Sandy mashed her pussy hard into my mouth and I felt her juices flowing and I very hungrily lapped it all up. She quickly moved off my face and kissed me deeply. We broke and I looked down at Jenny who was still sucking my cock intent on getting every last drop of cum out of it. She was looking up at me and I could see a smile of satisfaction in her eyes. My very intense, almost painful, post cum orgasm continued until Jenny finally rose up off my still rock hard cock. She had a couple of small globs of my cum on each corner of her mouth as she said, “You girls have to suck him off. That was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. It was even better than I dreamed it would be. Just as he was going to cum his cockhead swelled up even more and it was stretching my mouth like crazy but I wasn’t about to stop sucking him. And Sandy you were right. His cum hit the back of my throat so hard I had to fight to keep from spitting up. Now I know why you guys like seeing him jackoff so much. He does cum like gangbusters.” I pulled Jenny up to me and I kissed her. All three of the girls said they were surprised because they didn’t think a guy would ever kiss a girl that had just let him cum in her mouth. I told them that was the difference between a man and a boy. I told them if a woman cared enough to let me cum in her mouth, I was going to show her my appreciation with a loving kiss. They were all over me with hugs and snuggles when Sara moved over my midsection and straddled me. Sandy, Jenny and I all asked her if she was sure she wanted to try that and she said, “This is all I’ve been able to think about since yesterday. I barely slept last night thinking about what it would feel like to have that monster cock of yours up inside me. If you don’t mind, I will get on top and please let me control everything. If it is too much for me I will be able to stop and I hope you will understand. I really feel like a grown woman doing this and hope it feels as good as I dreamed it would.” Sara eased herself down onto my cock. It was throbbing it was so hard with anticipation of being up inside her sweet, tight young pussy. I had told them I had been fixed years ago and could not get any of them pregnant. Sara guided my cockhead to her soaked pussy lips and slid it back and forth over them and mingled her juices with mine. Then she was easing herself down onto my manhood. As my swollen cockhead entered her pussy opening it was so tight I just knew she wasn’t going to be able to take it. I held her face in my hands as she continued easing down on me. Her eyes were squeezed tight shut and I was sure she must be feeling some pain. Another inch or so and all of a sudden my huge cockhead popped up inside her and she collapsed down on me pushing over half my cock up in her love tunnel and she kissed me hard and I returned her kiss. She said, “OH! MY! GOD! That feels better than I had imagined it would. I can’t believe that huge thing is up inside me and how good it feels. Girls you have to try this. This will really make you feel like a woman. Now Mister I’m going to fuck you really good.” She started moving her hips up and down but only about an inch or two. I could tell by the angle of her hips that she was rubbing my fat flared circumcised cockhead back and forth over her sensitive “G”” Spot. In a matter of only a few minutes she was moaning and crying and digging her fingernails into my arms. She was having the Orgasm to end all Orgasms in her very young womanly body and I let her have her way. Finally she lay her whole weight on me and just laid there trembling and whimpered softly to me, “I never imagined it would feel that good. I know you didn’t cum but could you please just stay inside me for awhile longer. It was painful until the head of it got up inside me and then it felt wonderful, but if you let it get a little softer I don’t think it will hurt as much coming out.” We lay in each other’s arms until my cock softened and slid out of her sweet young pussy. Sandy followed suit and also enjoyed a ride on my monster. Jenny tried but was not able to get it up inside her without feeling too much pain. I didn’t want her to feel left out so I gobbled her sweet pussy for her. I held onto her hips so she couldn’t get away from me and eat her pussy until she came so many times she was pleading with me to stop. We spent the whole day together until Sandy said they should be getting back before their parents sent out her brother to find them. They asked if they could come back tomorrow and of course I said “Yes.” Maybe Jenny would like to try to ride the monster again. Link |
Posted: 17:55, 2011-Dec-5 in Sex Stories Post |
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Dreaming of Jeannie V
| All persons in this story are over the age of 18. This story is complete and utter fiction. But please read on for your personal enjoyment. I would also recommend that you read the previous four parts, Dreaming of Jeannie for a better understanding of the story. Also feedback and comments are encouraged and welcomed. Thank you for reading and for voting. Dreaming of Jeannie Part V: "How much Link |
Posted: 17:37, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Valentine's Day
| It was February 14th, 2007. Valentine's Day. I was with my boyfriend Jeffry out for dinner. Accompanied by our two best friends Mike and Katey, they weren't a couple but still had history. Our dinner was nearly finished when Mike got an emergency call about his mother in the hospital. As Mike left he told us not to worry as it wasn't too serious and not let it spoil our night. Jeffry and I Link |
Posted: 17:29, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Goddess Beauty
| I stepped out of the car and stared with a look of 'what the hell' on my face as Dad had stopped our four wheel RV into the drive way of our summer house over looking the sea. And a light house over across the way. Not that I was disappointed I was spending my school holidays with my parents and my baby brother, Nathan, its just my best friend had asked me to go with him to California with Link |
Posted: 17:23, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Office Rules
| Andra gasped as the door opened again, letting in a cool draft of air. Said draft of air slammed into her panty-less crotch, causing her to cross her legs again, even tighter. She glanced up Post-It note train left by her boss/ lover stuck to her computer. New office dress code: -You are to wear skirts -Either no panties or crotchless ones -Your hair is down unless I tell you Link |
Posted: 17:13, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Fuck The Law
| When I was going to law school at night and working as a paralegal at a non-profit children's advocacy group (called "Child Assist") during the day, despite my high libido I didn't have much time for romantic, or even just straight sexual, relationships. Aside from a few infrequent all sex, no romance, three fucks per session, evenings with one of my night school classmates named Jen (who Link |
Posted: 13:28, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Blog 3
| Blog 3: I was hoping to finish telling you the story of Pippa, me and the double ended dildo this evening, but things have moved on apace with little Stephen of the photocopier and I really need to bring you up to date with that. I got into work yesterday to find one of those chocolate hearts sitting in the middle of my desk and Stephanie beside herself with joy at the prospect of Link |
Posted: 12:41, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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When Bunty and I finally get to meet
| You walk out of the hotel bathroom wearing that black and red babydoll, exposing just a glimpse of your beautiful body to my gaze. Your nipples are clearly visible through the sheer material, hardening, pressing against it. You stand there in the doorway, as my gaze lowers to the slinky material covering your most desirable place. The fabric barely covering the hair on your mound, hinting Link |
Posted: 11:11, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Eve and Jenny Finally Meet (Ch. 2)
| For my darling Eve. Both Jenny and Eve quickly rearrange their bikini`s and pull on their clothes over them. They quickly packed their bags and began to hurry back down the beach. As they moved up the beach they passed a few more tourists. Eve grabbed at Jenny`s arm and pulled her back. "Hey hun, we don`t want to tire ourselves out do we?" Eve said giggling. Jen smiled at her and Link |
Posted: 10:58, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Jerrell and Eva in Baltimore
| Author's Note : Instead of being fictitious, I've decided to give you all a true story. This event happened during my last few months of high school. Twenty students of Hope Charter's senior class sat on a chartered bus headed to Baltimore for an overnight stay. The atmosphere on the bus was one of pure joy. We were all about to graduate high school, which for some of us many said Link |
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Horses in the City Ch 02
| "What'd you tell him?" Millie jerked her head in Sol's direction. "Looked like he might jump over the table for that salt." Emma reached for the coffee carafe. "I told him you put extra salt in the hash browns." "Good one!" Millie laughed, almost a cackle, and patted Emma's arm. "And he believed you!" Emma shrugged. "This time, anyway." "And did I see you smile over there?" Millie Link |
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Shipwrecked - Part 2
| "Wow", was all I could say as we collapsed together. "Wow indeed", she responded, "Maybe getting marooned won't be so bad after all". And she kissed me, long and languorously, our tongues tasting and sliding gently, over and over, until the sheer sensuality of this stoked the fires again, and turning her over, I slid my hard again cock into her dripping pussy. Once more our passion Link |
Posted: 07:51, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Magic Part 3 Mesmerized
| Magic stood in the darkness of his room. His mind was obsessed with a stranger he met through his email. Her name is Kandie; she seemed to walk out of his dream into his life. Oh god, he just had to have her! First, he wanted to drive her desires higher than they had ever been, then when they meet...the magic would turn into pure ecstasy! He sat down and began writing her another enticing email. Link |
Posted: 05:17, 2011-Dec-5 in Lush-stories |
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Lonely at Uni Part 1
| University was a tough transition for me. Having to leave behind all my family, my friends and my boyfriend. They'd all promised to visit me as soon as they could, but I was still teary-eyed as I said my goodbyes to my parents and siblings and pulled out of the drive to start the 4-hour car journey. I'd refused help with moving my stuff in; it would only drag out the inevitable moment when Link |
Posted: 05:12, 2011-Dec-3 in Lush-stories |
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