One happy day v3
A hot day turning wet
This is my first post, I’d like some ideas what happens next.
I flapped my wings, flying higher and higher. I suddenly stopped my ascent and just began to soar. I loved flying. I loved the feeling of the wind of my wings, splitting at my head and rolling over me all the way down to my tail. The sun, now so much closer shinning on my back always felt amazing.
I brought my wings in and began a dive, corkscrewing through the air. Dives are my favorite. I continued to fall, my speed and excitement growing. I let out a loud road that echoed around the mountains that were my home.
I had been living here for the two and a half years since I was turned into a dragon. I still see Emeral from time to time, but not as often as before. Once the mania at my old home had calmed down she went back to her cave just north of it. I continued to live in the cave where she turned me into a dragon. Dragons never live together, for several reasons. For one, nowhere can the land support two dragons. For another, dragons are primarily solitary creatures. That works for me; I prefer to be by myself most of the time. Although I do wish she would stop by soon, I have not seen her in a while. We both agreed that I should never visit her, the people where I live are terrified of dragons and if they knew one lived just north of them they would freak out and attack her, even though she means them no harm, and they are more likely to find out if she keeps having visitors.
I live in a mountain range that stretches north to south on the western end of the continent. The southern end of the range boarders the ocean. The water there is pure blue and warm, cold never bothers me anymore, since I became a dragon, but warmth makes me feel so alive. I will often go for a swim and not come back all day. I can not breathe under water but I can hold my breath for days. I have never reached the max of my ability because I have had to eat and drink first.
I continued my dive until I had but a few meters left before I hit a shallow river. I spread my wings pulling out of the dive, my claws brushing the surface of the river. I continued to follow the river flying south. It turned right and I did, dipping my right wing into the river.
The mountains on either side of me began to get closer together the more I followed the river soon there would not be enough room for my wings. I began to flap my wings to get higher and higher. But the mountains were getting too close. I had mere centimeters on either side of my wings. I knew that I would not be able to keep my wings open much longer, and when I had to close them I would begin to fall towards the river below me. I continued to flap, rising higher and higher, and then at the last possible second I closed my wings.
I continued rising for a few seconds then began to fall. I kept my body ridged and began to spin. I fell like a spear. I kept my body perfectly strait as I fell closer and closer to the water below. I had only 50, 40, 30 meters left. The mountains were continuing to close in on me. They were becoming closer and closer to my sides. It as unclear what would happen first, that I would collide with the water or the mountain.
Then with less than five meter from the water and the mountains I broke free of the mountains and fell into the ocean below. I swam further and further down till I reached the ocean floor. I landed there on my feet and looked up. I was so deep that even with my improved vision and the clear water, I could make out little of the light above me. I then pushed up and swam as fast as I could towards the surface. Breaking it with a roar, I flapped as I hard as I could to gain altitude. I angled myself towards my cave, and flying over the mountains, flew home.
In less than ten minutes I landed on the main entrance of my cave, stretched out in the sun and lay down. “What, no hello for an old friend?” Said a female voice in my head
Surprised I looked up. “Emeral, I did not see you.” I got up and walked toward her. “It is so nice to see you. It has been to long, I had begun to think you had forgotten about me.”
She laughed. “Oh Jack you are still so human, no I could never forget you. No it was just that things were very busy around the city. The king and visited and security was increased 10 fold, there were powerful magicians everywhere, far more powerful then those native to your town. If I had flown to long they would have sensed it and I would have been found out.” Dragons flew not just from their wings but from magic, every time they flap they send out a little bit of magic that helps keep us up. “If I had flown for too long I would have built up too much magic around me and the magicians would have sensed. I had enough trouble getting enough food let alone leaving to visit you.”
“You know next time that happens you could leave beforehand and stayed here for as long as he is there, I would prefer it, the king’s xenophobic nature is worst than anyone else and you could not possibly get away from his sorcerers.”
“I would have if I had known, since you left I never know what is going on in the city.” She leaned in a kissed me. “Enough talk for now it has been too long.”
I kissed her back. We stood there kissing for several moments. She then broke the kiss and lowered her head to my now erected 1 meter cock. She kissed the tip of it. Then she let her tongue slip and licked my piss whole. I growled my pleasure. She then began to wrap he tongue around my cock as much as she could. However it barely covered 50 cm. “Oh Emeral, I remember back when I was human you were able to completely cover my cock with you tongue.”
She growled her displeasure that I dare question her ability. “Ok let me see you do better.” I hesitated for a moment, thinking it was weird to suck my own cock. Dragons are not as strict in their sexual preferences as humans (a trait I inherited) but I had still never been with a male. I had never been with anyone but Emeral. “Oh Jack what is it, afraid you won’t be able to do any better?”
“No way” I lowered my head down to my own cock and started wrapping my tongue around it. “Sit back so I can see.” Emeral demanded. I did as she asked, sitting on my but and lifting my tail behind me (a position I don’t usually use) my cock sticking strait out into the air.
I began to wrap my tongue around my cock. Although I had never done this before I had a much longer tongue then Emeral and managed to get over 60 cm covered. It was an interesting sensation, my tongue felt different than Emeral’s. It felt really good. I began to rub my tongue against it.
Emeral, mad decided to hit me with her tail knocking me to the ground. I let out a small roar of pain and let go of my cock. “What did you do that for?”
“Nobody likes a showoff.”
“Still you did not have to hit me so hard.”
“Wimp”
“Oh I am a wimp huh?”
“Yep, what are you going to do about it?”
I leapt at her spreading my out my legs to pin her legs and wings. However before I had finished her hind legs heaved shoving me over her. Her fore legs grabbed mine and she flipped on top of me. “You may have a bigger body but I have the experience over you. “
“Experience huh, prove it.” I then leaned up and kissed her. The last few minutes now completely forgotten she kissed me back. While still on top of me she lowered her head back down to my cock. “You may be able to rap it around more but I bet you cannot do this.” She then began to deep throat me, deeper then she had ever gone before. Her muzzle was touching my pelvis. She began to create a sucking sensation in her mouth around my cock. I let out another growl. She rapped her tongue around my cock again. I loved it when she gave me blowjobs.
I lowered my long body over her and stretching my long neck as far as I could and got all the way around her back to her nice, already wet pussy. I licked it; I loved the taste of her. I licked it again. Emeral began to growl now. I lowered my muzzle down to it and gave it a kiss, then without lifting my head I sent my tongue out again right into her pussy. I extended my tongue all the way into her pussy until it could not go anymore then doubled back until my fork tipped tongue was sticking out of her pussy. I then began to create as much distance between the two halves of my tongue as possible pushing up against her pussy walls. When I could not push anymore I brought the two halves of my tongue back together then back out.
Emeral let out a roar of pleasure. “Oh Jack, Jack…Jack! That feels so good” I continued to do that for several minutes. “Oh Ja…ack. Oh…Jack…I’m cum…ing.” I shoved all of my tongue into her and expanded as mush as I could. “Ah…ah…Ahhhhhhhh” Large amount of her juices started flowing out of her. I filled my mouth with as much as I could (which is no small amount) and swallowed the rest.
During her orgasm she had let go of my cock but she went right back to her administrations. She began to deep throat me but this time instead of rapping my cock with her tongue she let it slip of her mouth and lick my asshole. My growling which stopped when she let go of my cock started up again, creating bubbles in her cum juices that were still in my mouth.
I lowered my head to her back and let a little of her juice squirt out of my mouth and onto her back in a thin line one and a half meters in length right down the middle of her back. I did this two more times on either side of this line parallel to it. I then did several more lines going perpendicular to these lines. Then making sure not to let any more of her juices slip out I stuck several centimeters of my tongue out of my mouth and began to use it to spread her juices on her back.
Her back was shining with a nice sheen from her juices when Emeral decided to stick her tongue into my hole. My growling got louder. She began to pump her tongue in and out of me while continuing to suck on my cock. I lowered my head down to her ass and put my mouth against her asshole. I pursed my lips and shot some of her juices into it. “Oh Jack, that feels amazing. Don’t stop.” I pursed my lips even more increasing the pressure of the flow even more. I continued to spit her juices into her ass for almost ten minutes. As I did that she continued to pump her tongue into my asshole. As every second passed I got closer to cumming but I did not want to yet so I held it in as hard as I could.
Eventually I could not take it anymore. I squirted the last of her juices into her, splashing a lot onto her ass and pulled my cock out of her mouth. “Not yet Emeral” She looked at me evilly, but pulled out her tongue.
I walked around her and got on her back aligning my cock with her pussy. But I did not put it in just yet; I just held it there, the tip of my cock resting on the entrance of her pussy. I had my forelegs on her shoulders not touching her back.
“Oh Jack please.” I smiled evilly at her and began to rub my cock up and down against her pussy. “Jack you are so cruel please I need your cock in me.” I continued to rub for a few more seconds then quickly and without warning shoved my cock into her. I then lowered my fore arms to the ground so my chest was lying on her back. I began to pump my cock in and out rubbing my chest against her lubricated back.
I was already so close that it did not take me long to reach my climax. I came into Emeral several times. It lasted for over thirty minutes. The feeling of my cumming in her pushed Emeral over the edge and she had her second orgasm. We let out simultaneous roars of pleasure.
After we finished I pulled out of her and we lay down, I wrapped myself around her and slept.
Dragons are not monogamous. We do not have the same relationships that humans do. We will have multiple sex partners at once. I know for a fact that Emeral slept with another female dragon named Ainagi a few times in the last few years. I personally have not even met another dragon.
The next mourning the two of us flew together for a while then a little after noon she left for her own cave. I decided I needed to go hunting. A few hours later I was eating a couple of mountain goats reliving last night’s excitement. Just thinking about it made me get hard. I looked down at my lengthening cock. I let out a sigh and got up, thinking that I would go for a swim.
I leapt into the air and used an updraft to rise above the mountains heading south. I coasted most of the way there. When I cleared the mountains I dove down into the water as deep as I could.
I found a hot water jet at the bottom and lay in the hot water for a while. I looked up, although still at the bottom of the ocean I was not as far from the surface as I was last time because a mountain was growing here, and saw a full moon shinning down into the water. The moon was closer than usual, a giant white or just floating there in the ski.
I just lay there for about ten minutes watching the moon when there was a large splash right above me and a large shadow passed over me from whatever it was that made the splash passing over me blocking the moonlight.
It was about 5 meters in length, had a long tail and bat-like wings on either side. It was a dragon. At first I thought it was Emeral, but when it passed through the moonlight again I saw that its scales were a deep reddish color.
I froze; I had never met another dragon and did not know how to respond to it. The other dragon continued to swim around for a few minutes until it spotted me. “Well are you going to just sit there or are you going to join me.” The voice was definitely female. Without knowing what else to do I kicked off and began to swim up to meet her.
When I got there she began to swim around me. I began to swim around her countering all of her moves in a sort of underwater dance. The other dragon was amazing. She performed moves flawlessly that I had never dreamt of. Our dance continued for hours, until the moon went down behind a mountain.
The other dragon stopped, flapping her wings slowly to prevent sinking. “Follow me.” The other dragon said to me. She turned and began to swim just south of the growing mountain that I was laying on earlier. There was a drop off at that point and she swam right into it. I hesitated for a moment. I had never been that deep, but then I though that I would always be able to just swim back up I am no where near out of air. So I dived down right after her.
The water began to grow darker and darker. I could no longer see the moon behind more or the other dragon ahead of me. I did not know where I was going and I began to feel nervous. I could crash right into the bottom of the ocean and I would have no warning. So I began to slow my decent. Then I began to make a faint light at a few hundred meters down. I started to head toward the light.
The light came from a cave entrance. I swam into the cave. The cave angled upward and I continued to swim through the cave. Then all of a sudden the water ended and the cave leveled out. I climbed out onto the dry, solid ground and took a deep breath. The other dragon was standing there looking at me. I looked at her. My earlier estimate of about 5 meters seemed to be accurate. She was a deep ruby red. She had a stouter muzzle then Emeral and smaller ears to match. She was much thinner than Emeral too; she looked more like a giant snake with legs and wings then a dragon.
“I am sorry I did not know any other dragon lived here. I am Lenicha, what is your name?” She asked me.
“It is not a problem. I am Jack, nice to meet you. How long have you been here?”
“I have only arrived yesterday but I used to live here a few years ago. Well it is nice to meet you Jack.” She gave a small laugh when she heard my name. I looked at her questioningly. “Well it is not a usual dragon name. It sounds more like a human name.”
“Well that is because I used to be a human.”
“Really now that is interesting, how did this come about?”
“A dragon named Emeral turned me into one.”
“Ah the old powers, well I hope she knew what she was doing, we have had a lot of problems with humans that turned into dragons.”
“Most began to war with the humans and take their land and gold, killing and burning wherever they go.”
“Oh I do not want anything like that; I just want to be left alone.”
“Humph, just be warned, as a rule we dragons are not a unified bunch but if anyone of us starts to harm any sentient being we will unite against them to stop them.”
“I am forewarned.”
“Very well I am sorry to have bothered you; I will be out of here in a few days.”
Still feeling a little horny from earlier that evening I became a little more daring then I would normally be. I said, “Well there is not reason why we can not have any fun before you leave.”
She gave me the evil smile Emeral usually used just before sex. “Well aren’t you the bold one. I don’t know, have you ever had sex with a dragon other then with that other dragon, Emeral you said her name was.”
“Well no, but I bet, if you are as good as you dance that you would be an amazing teacher.”
She let out a loud laugh. Oh you do, do you. I am better but what make you think I would be willing to teach you anyway.
“Well you will be well paid for it.”
“Oh I will, will I? Prove it.”
“OK.” I lowered my head to hers and kissed her. I broke it after a few seconds. “Is that enough proof for you?”
She gave me another of her evil smiles. “I don’t know, I pretty skeptic, I think I need a little more convincing. It was my turn to laugh but I lowered my head and began to kiss her again. She let my tongue into her mouth and I let her tongue into my mouth. At the divide of our mouths she wrapped her tongue around mine and continued into my mouth. I let my tongue explore the inside of her mouth.
She was definitely very experienced. She was doing things that neither Emeral nor I thought of. And her very actions were instructive. They left no doubt what she wanted me to do next and this was just a kiss.
Our kiss felt like it went on for ever, although it could not have been more than ten minutes. I did not want it to end but at the same time I wanted her to proceed because if she is this good at kissing then I wanted to feel the sensations she will cause me to feel in sex. She eventually broke our kiss and my body, seemingly moving of its own accord moved forward to try not to break the kiss.
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Yes it was amazing.”
“That was nothing. Just wait.”
She opened her mouth made as if to bite me. She put a little pressure against my scales at my neck with her teeth but not enough to pierce them or even to cause pain. She wrapped her tongue around my neck and began to lather my neck in her saliva. After she had completely covered my neck she began no move her head down along my torso.
She continued down my torso using her tongue to moisten as much of my front as her incredible long tongue could reach. As I watched her I was amazed at how long her tongue really was, it is longer than mine, I though. As if reading my thoughts Lenicha said, “Yes my tongue is my special trait, it is longer than any other dragon’s I have met.”
When she got down to my already fully erect cock she began to wrap her tongue around it just as Emeral had done. However unlike Emeral or even me she was able to completely cover my cock with her tongue, from the very tip to the base. She even had enough tongue left over to play with my balls with her forked tongue. She began to constrict my cock a little bit with her tongue and then loosen it. She repeated this over and over again which sent a wave of new sensations over me. I had had sex with Emeral plenty of times but she was never able to make me feel this good.
She stopped playing with my balls; dismayed but the sudden lack of pleasure there I looked down and saw her tongue working its way behind me. Then I felt her warm tongue against my hole. She began to lick around my moistening it. The probed my hole with one of the two forks on her tongue. I was surprised how far it went it, is felt about 6 cm to me. She then had the other fork of her tongue continue to swirl around the outside of my hole. I began to growl in the pleasure of it again. The combination of sensations felt so good, I almost came but I held it in because I did not want it to end yet.
She continued her administration for another ten minutes, at which time she removed her tongue from my ass. I moaned my displeasure until she started to massage my balls with her tongue again. But then I felt something I was not expecting. The tip of her tail was resting at the entrance of my asshole. She began to gently push it in. I felt a little pain but not too much. However the longer she did it the more pain was replaced by pleasure. Then eventually I felt her tail slide into the hole.
Now I had had Emeral’s tongue in my hole before but never anything so large. At first pain shot through me like I couldn’t believe but then it quickly died down and was replaced but a strong feeling of pleasure. She began to pump her tail in and out of my ass, all the while continuing her ministrations on my cock. She began to pump her tail in and out of me faster and faster. My growls quickly were becoming roars of pleasure. I could not take it anymore I had to cum.
Sensing this Lenicha removed her head from my cock but continued to thrust her tail in and out of me. Even without her blowjob I still came a few seconds later, blowing my load all over her head, neck and torso. And this was no small amount; this was one of my largest orgasms ever. Her naturally red scales were nearly completely covered in white on the upper half of her body.
She lowered her head to her torso and licked some of the cum off her and swallowed it.
“Um you taste good. Your turn, you made this mess now clean it up.”
Smiling at her I lowered my head to her torso and began to clean her scales of my cum. As I licked my cum off of her body I kept it in my mouth and when it was full I would life my head up to meet hers and give her a deep kiss sharing my cum with her. When my mouth was empty I would lower myself back down to my remaining cum on her body and start licking it up again.
When I got to her neck I decided to try on her what she did on me and gave her a light bight on her neck while gathering up my cum from her neck. She began to growl in pleasure. Wanting her to experience as much pleasure and she had generated for me as I was cleaning her I brought my tail around to meet her pussy and in one quick sharp motion I shoved my tail inside of it.
Lenicha was so surprised by it that she let out a great roar. Once I got my tail in as far as it would go I quickly pulled it almost out then pushed it in again. I began to pump my tail in and out of her as fast as it would go and soon her roar turned into one of pleasure instead of one of surprise.
As I continued to clean her of my cum I got to her face which was nearly completely covered in my juice. As I began to clean her face her tongue came up to meet mine and danced around it while I licked up the cum. I got a long line of cum onto my tongue and placed it cum side down onto her tongue. The taste of my tongue mixed with her saliva was amazing.
Lenicha, using her considerably longer tongue, licked a huge patch of my cum from the thickest concentration of it left on her face and rapped her tongue around my sharing the flavor. I pulled her tongue into my mouth with my own tongue and we began another deep kiss.
Our kiss was suddenly broken however when Lenicha let out her loudest roar yet, I felt her vaginal muscles tighten on my tail. I knew she was cuming. I was surprised, I knew she was enjoying it but I had no idea that she was even getting close.
“Oh Jack that was amazing, I was not expecting that one.”
“Neither was I.” I admitted
“Hum, seems we have a natural here, maybe I will get something out of teaching you after all.”
“What do you still need convincing?”
She smiled her evil smile at me. “Have you ever tried anal?”
“Nothing but what you did not me earlier with your tale.”
“No I mean have you ever given someone anal with you cock?”
“No I admitted.” It was actually surprising where my home town was not the most open about sex there were a few positions one had to try, that everyone knew about, once you were sexually active, anal being one of them. I was surprised I had never thought to do that with Emeral.
“Well then wanna try?” If possible her smile got a little more evil looking.
I smiled back at her and without saying anything I pulled my tale from her pussy and got and her and lined my newly re-erect cock up with her asshole. I tried to push it in but found that it was too tight.
“No you have to loosen it first, try using your tongue.”
I nodded at her and lowered my head to her hole and stuck my tongue out in a brief flick tasting her hole. I had done this a few times for Emeral and was always surprised that it was not as bad as I would have expected. I began to circle my tongue around her hole just and Lenicha had done to me. Then I stuck one of my forks on my tongue quickly into her.
Lenicha roared in pain. “Slower than that, you have to give it a chance to loosen up.” I nodded and tried putting my tongue into her and but this time much slower. It worked, instead of a roar of pain I heard growls of pleasure coming from Lenicha. I stuck the second fork into her and got an increase in her growling.
First few centimeters of my tongue were now fully incased in her asshole.
I began pumping my tongue in and out of her asshole, gaining speed and depth with each pump. Lenicha’s growls were quickly becoming roars.
“Oh…O…Ja…ack… Please I need yo…our cock in me…Oh Please…Jack.”
Smiling I stopped my pumping but with my tongue nearly 50 cm into her ass and slowly began to remove it. Lenicha moaned in anticipation.
“Oh Jack, why do you toy with me so?”
I didn’t answer. I only slowed down my removal of my tongue. Lenicha let out a roar of anger and pleasure. “Oh please Jack, I need your large cock in me now.”
I didn’t do anything about my tongue however I did bring my tail around and begin to rub it against her pussy. This did not help her mood any, she was now so horny and I refused to give her what she wanted. She leaned her head down to where my tongue was entering her asshole and wrapped her tongue around it and yanked it out of her ass.
“Now no more game and fuck me up the ass.”
I aligned my cock with her asshole as I did before but this time felt that it was much looser and ready for my cock. I bushed it in and at the same time had my tail, which was still rubbing her pussy, end her as well.
We both let out loud roars of pleasure, her from being doubly penetrated, and me from this new experience of giving someone anal. Despite all that I did to loosen her up it was still very tight on me. I began to pump very slowly in and out of her ass with my cock while my tail was once again pumping in and out of her at full speed. However the longer I went the faster I became.
I began to feel pressure on my asshole as I did earlier. I looked back and saw that Emeral was working her tail into me again. I looked at her and saw she was smiling at me. I smiled back and leaned in to kiss her. We stood there kissing for several minutes; Me, pumping my cock in and out of her ass and my tail in and out of her pussy, while she was pumper her tail into my ass. This was all getting too much. I was so close to cuming but I fought it with all my strength. I did not want to cum so soon and end this experience.
I knew I was so close. Then, when I pushed both my cock and my tail as far into her as possible, Lenicha let out a huge roar and I heard her project, “Oh Jack…I’m Cuming.” Then I felt her clench down on my tail and cock. This was just too much, I let load my second load of the evening and surprisingly it wasn’t any smaller than the last one, if anything it was bigger. Together we came for over 45 minutes, me filling her ass so full of my cum that it spilt out around my cock and got my entire pelvic region covered in my own cum.
When finally I we finished cuming I pulled my cock out of her (leaving my tail in) and lay down next to her. She kissed me again. Then she looked down to where I was covered in my own cum.
“You know I did it for you, it is the least you could do.”
“Trust me I would have done it anyway.”
She lowered her head and began cleaning me up just as I had cleaned her up, right down to kissing me and sharing my own juices with me.
By the time she had finished I was hard again and ready for some action.
“Well aren’t you the resilient one?”
She continued to suck on my cock. I, not wanting to be left out, removed my tail from her pussy and inserted my tongue in its place. I re-adjusted my body so my head was closer to her pussy and my cock was closer to her head.
I folded my tongue back over itself as I did with Emeral those long years ago and began to pump in and out as hard as I could. Her juices were already beginning to flow. I was lapping them up as best as I could but a lot still got around my and spilled out onto my face, neck and upper torso. I began to separate the two sides of my tongue pushing not just the back wall but also the side walls of her pussy. Every time I pulled my tongue back I would slap the two halves of my tongue together, splashing more of her juices over me.
At the same time Lenicha was had her tongue wrapped around my cock but in the opposite direction as before. She had the beginning of her tongue wrapped around my balls, gently squeezing them, and continued up the length of my cock so the tip of her forked tongue was near the tip. She then proceeded to insert of the forks into my piss hole. I was surprised it would fit, but the tips of her forked tongue easily fit into it. However she did not get far in before she had to stop only about a centimeter. But leaving it in there she swirled the other around the top of my cock, causing the part that was in my cock to swivel around. It felt amazing. I began to feel my balls began to tighten, but I fought it. I was not ready to cum. But I knew it would not be too much longer.
I began to massage the outside of her pussy with my claws. I could tell, from her breathing and the how much she was growling that she was close to cuming, and I knew she knew that I was also close but we were both determined not to be the first one to cum.
Lenicha grabbed my cock around her tongue and began to jack it off. With the extra pressure on it and the increased movement of her tongue against my cock made me almost cum right off the bat but I managed to get control of myself.
In return I inserted my left claw up to my wrist, without retracting my tongue. It then began to open and close my hand, rubbing my fingers all over her pussy. I then began to push my arm further and further into her, all though I did not get much more than a few centimeters pass my wrist. However that seemed to be working, her breathing quickened significantly and more juices cam flowing out of her, but she was not cuming yet. I growled in frustration.
Lenicha laughed. “You are not going to get me so easily.”
“Yah well me neither.” I said, pointing to her hand and tongue around my cock, although sounding a lot more sure than I felt.
“OK then.” She then opened her mouth all the way and covered my cock so that her nose was touching my pelvis. She then produced enough saliva to cover my cock. Letting it sit there for a minute she then began to suck the saliva away then spit it back at my cock, letting the flowing water massage it. This was more then I had ever experienced, she was good. I was not sure I was going to win this, however she had reminded me of something.
I begun to gather as much of her liquid in my mouth as possible, nearly filling it. I then, removing my arm but not my tongue, started to spit it back out in a thin, powerful stream back into her pussy. At first I did a long powerful stream into her, and then changing it to short bursts into the places she liked the most, all the while continuing with the pumping and expanding of my tongue and the rubbing of both my hands again against her pussy.
The two of us continued with this for several more minutes. It was plain that the question was not if we would cum, but who would cum first. I could let got at any second and cum and I knew that Lenicha was the same way.
I then felt my balls tighten, I tried to fight it but it was not use. I let out a roar of pleasure, releasing the rest of her juice all over myself, at the same time she did. We both came at the same time. I let load several loads of cum into her mouth but it was too much for her to handle and most of it landed on her face again. Also a large amount of her vaginal juices came out, and same as her I could not handle it all and most of it landed on my face.
I looked at her and she looked at me. Both of us were covered with each other’s juices.
“Maybe we should clean each other up?” I offered.
“Sounds like a good idea.”
As we licked each other’s faces clean I asked. “So teach, did I pass?”
“Oh you did more than pass, you got an A.”
And when we licked the last bit of cum of each other’s faces and began another deep kiss, sharing the tastes on our tongues; I was once again thankful towards Emeral for making me a dragon.
Lenicha left the next day to look for a new home and I did not see her for years to come.
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A continuation of Amber and her Father’s first night together. This chapter is heavy on sex. Enjoy.
She gets caught in the office after hours
About 5 miles out of the quiet town of Love Creek Indiana; a dirt track splits from the highway to snake across the flat 3 miles of golden corn fields to the Cummings farm stead. That evening the star scattered sky was slowly beginning to smother the light, as the last rays of a particularly hot day receded then vanished.
The impressive wooden house built over the years by 4 generations of land toilers was silent and peaceful; the nightly cacophony of crickets and the low groans of the cows in their barn the only sounds audible.
From the veranda sounded the squeak of a rocking chair as a young woman relaxed, enjoying the transition from day to night. The girl, just 18 was the youngest of the family; her ma, pa and two brothers still out for the evening in Love Creek’s only hot spot the new bar and grill. She relished the peace and quiet having put on a mock dismay at needing to stay behind and look after Butch, the family gun dog. He’d been howling and playing up all day as if something was troubling him and they feared he was sick. But now he relaxed on the floor beside her, making her think maybe it had all been an act.
The girl was about 5, 6 with long blonde hair. Her tiny waist curved at her hips the tight jeans hugging her firm thighs down to bare small feet. Her face with cute nose and hazel eyes was slightly freckled, her skinny t-shirted frame supplemented with a firm 36inch bust.
Daisy Cummings gave a long satisfied stretch, pouting her large puffed lips and got up to go inside. “Com’n Butch, lets turn in.”
As she closed the veranda door she didn’t notice the flickering light in the sky or the sudden hush as the insects froze in the tall grass fields around her. Butch had begun to whimper again and she shook his head gripping his short fur roughly in affection.
“Hey what’s wrong boy?”
Suddenly there was a flash, then a deafening roar as outside maybe two hundred yards away the corn field ignited the ground rising in a hissing furrow. Within seconds a huge object had singed a deep scar all the way to the Cummings homestead. The timbers crashed as tons of metal saucer rose up to rest against the crumbling building, its rim overhanging the roof shielding the full moon and casting the house into pitch darkness.
Then silence.
A quarter of a mile away Jed, cousin to the Cummings siblings quickened his pace. What had been an evening stroll to see his family had now turned into a horrible nightmare.
“Oh gawd an air crash or sumut!” He had figured.
He knew there was no one for miles, maybe the phones still worked in the crushed house, if so he could raise the alarm. Twenty feet behind him a jack rabbit had been watching, concentrating on the human figure. As the man moved away it relaxed sniffed the air then followed. The electric shock as the creature touched the outside of the rapidly forming half mile wide invisible dome sent it flying, its heart giving way.
Jed never noticed that the warm breeze no longer crossed the fields or the air was now drier the stars seeming to be dull in the sky. Nor did he realize only a few paces slower and he would never have reached the house that evening. His only thoughts were for his relations trapped under the huge silver disc.
Aboard the craft its occupants worked feverishly, but without panic. The shield would protect them while they made the appropriate repairs. The creatures were insect like; large bugs 4 to 5 foot high standing on four arched legs, shells on their back with smaller tentacles for manipulating devices. Their collective hive mind processed and gave instructions in microseconds as scores of the creatures had gone to work inside and outside the craft.
As Jed approached he struggled to make sense of the scene. The house was under the large disc, metal tentacles sprouting from it’s under belly entwining the building in a robotic hug, other tentacles appeared to be snaking to the farm out buildings, while others burrowed under the soil. He could see shapes on the hull and as he neared he gave a horrified cry of disbelief.
Daisy was awoken by the light vibration on the metal floor beneath her. She opened her eyes wiping her blonde locks from her face. She realized she was no longer in the house. Her bare feet felt cold on the buzzing metal and she blinked the light too bright. The room if you could call it that appeared to be at a slight incline the walls glowing illuminating the cold space. She was in a large glass box the top open but too high for her to reach. The space had a layer of mist at floor level and she could only barely see the walls through the blinding haze.
“Hello, anyone there?” She called pressing her cute nose against the glass.
There were sounds of movement and she reeled back with a shriek as one of the creatures came close to the glass. She was panting her chest heaving her young eyes unable to turn away.
“Oh god, oh Ma, Pa helppp!!!!”
Above her the ceiling opened and a mass of thin segmented metal tentacles descended, gripping her. She screamed as she was entwined, one tentacle around her slim waist another on her knees and ankles, more still around her wrists. The metal coils snaked under her t-shirt ripping it apart the tentacles wrapping around her blushing hard mounds. They squeezed tight making them bulge like balloons.
“Awwww ooooohhhhh! No stop ugggghhhhhh!” She squirmed as the tapered vibrating ends pressed her nipples, the metal cold and unyielding.
“Aww that hurts ugghhhh!”
Her jeans were been unbuckled then dragged from her thin calves over her red nailed toes. She gave a scream but then gargled as one of the tentacles entered her mouth the buzzing tip clattering on her teeth.
“Awwwwwtttttttttttttt!”
The creature spoke telepathically, its words forming inside her head; the noises from its claw mouthed face only a series of clicks.
“Be still, you cannot resist.”
It manipulated a console and the tentacles spread her legs wide ripping her panties from her.
“We wish to examine you internally.”
Daisy was sweating profusely, the droplets forming on her encircled tits. She managed to pull her mouth momentarily from the vibrating head.
“No stop nooo awwwwwww!”
A tentacle was curling up between her legs its end beginning to seep a clear lubricant. The ones on her tits also began to sweat the oil making her tits shinny and slippery. She coughed as it re entered into her hot moist mouth, this end now also producing the disgusting tasting gel.
“Mmmmmggggg!”
She felt another cold vibrating tip pushing her pussy lips. She moaned in her head, her hole still sweet and virginal about to be defiled. The tip pressed against her, lips parting and she gave a horrified gaze at the creature as the tentacle head opened her up for the very first time.
Her mind raced,” it must be a dream, this can’t be happening ugggggghh!”
“Ohhh, awwwwwwww!!!!!!”
On the outside of the craft Jed had run as fast as he could away from the scene; but within 20 or so strides he felt himself tripped overwhelmed by the abominations he had seen toiling on the crashed ship. He screamed, the creatures coiling him in web type material, forming a tight bind around his body. He was carried inside the ship, through dark corridors into a bright room a recognizable voice moaning and crying nearby.
“Ugghh ohhh Jed uggh please help ugghh ohhhhhh!”
Jed just stared unable to move. In the glass box was his gorgeous young cousin. She was naked her large hipped ass upturned; her body bent double, face on the cold floor her eyes ablaze. Long legs stretched entwined in coils her hair matted from sweat.
“Agggg get these things out of meeeeeee!”
He could see the metal snake buried into her tight twat the goo running out of her slit dripping to the floor. Her eyes were staring straight at him and he could see the sensation in them. Another long tentacle was twisting and probing its metal length deep in her sore pink anus.
“Oooohhhhhh ohhh please uggghhh too deeeepp ugghhhhh!”
The creature was very satisfied so far.” Hmm your cavities are very elastic and adaptable. I must explore further.” The buzzing heads twisted deeper and deeper.
“Awwwwwwwwww it’s going to kill mee uggghhhhhhh!”
The creature turned to Jed. Its clawed spiny hands slicing his shirt open to caress his bare chest. It called to its collective mind and within seconds Jed was pinned by more slimy bugs as they attached a tortoise like shell to his head. The last thing his free mind saw was Daisy still grunting and moaning the probes ever so deep up her tight holes.
The alien turned back to her as its companions attached wires to the skull cap on Jed’s head. She felt herself lifted her legs pulled wider calves straining. The two hole-fucking tentacles began to pump in and out. Daisy screamed as her cunt was pounded faster and faster the slopping noises making her feel sick. Her ass was on fire as the rear probe flexed and wriggled in and out. Her head thrashed from side to side her mouth giving an oval pout of discomfort.
“Oooooooooohhhhhhh!”
She begged to the impassive insect as his monitored her response. “Uggg, ug, ug, ooh shit oohhh ahhhhh! Stop! Stop! Please, why are you doing this?”
Without warning the tentacles released their grip, her legs buckling, tits bouncing back into shape, her holes releasing their probes with a revolted squeal from Daisy. “Oohhhieeeegggggghh!”
She heard the creature in her head again.
“You will now mate with the male species.”
She saw Jed was naked his head up but his eyes blank. She’d never seen her cousin undressed before, the mid twenties farm boy having a firm physique his long cock unashamedly erect the foreskin pulled back by the taught ness of his erection.
“Oh God, but I’ve nev… and he’s my cousin!”
The cell walls disappeared and she felt the cold mist surround her as she sat legs curled, her hips giving her the delectable hour glass shape.
One of the creatures was near to him a long wire coming from its head to the top of Jeds skull cap. The thing seemed to be controlling his movements as the farm boy jerked and swayed. The bug also seemed uncomfortable as it tried to get used to controlling a two legged creature. Daisy began to shake as eventually it moved Jed towards her, the man’s erection fat and hard; his mouth foaming slightly like a rabid animal.
Outside in the surrounding fields the state troopers had arrived and cordoned off the only road approaching the Cummings Ranch. The first police car had hit the energy field head on and the two occupants were lucky to be alive; the car now a burnt out wreck.
As they searched for a possible way around or through the invisible but very real energy shield the sheriff tried to calm Daisy’s Ma and Pa. The house was now shrouded in mist and the sheriff could only make out feint images along with segments of a large shinny disc craft.
“My girl’s in there; oh have mercy! We need to do something!” Wailed Ma Cummings; having to be held back from assured electrocution as she tried to storm forward.
The sheriff tried to calm her friends, she’d only just been promoted and now all this crazy shit. It was bad enough been the towns first woman sheriff and now having to deal with crashed space ships, she was already beginning to feel the doubting eyes of unconvinced towns folk.
The sheriff was called Candy Vale. She was in her early thirties, married with kids. Ex town prom queen she had grown up here and had served as a deputy until the ill health of her boss had seen her unexpectedly promoted. She was tall with blonde wavy hair and struggled sometimes to be taken seriously; her Baywatch type figure all tits and ass proving very distracting to her male colleagues. Her nickname was Officer Anderson in homage to her TV look alike. A name none dare say to her face apart from her husband who found it quite amusing.
Candy knew the government agencies would be here soon. Unlike in the movies there was no actual ultra secret department always ready to be on site within minutes. In fact communications had been painfully slow and even now as she waited for their arrival she could imagine it would be one lowly official with nothing else to do this evening. There were shouts of excitement as one of her troopers came running up to her, his face grinning with relief at a job well done.
“Sheriff!” He said respectfully, “I’ve found a way in!”
Back in the saucer the floor around Daisy was rising up to form a low table as she lay with long fingers gripping its metal edge her legs curled tight close. Jed was not responding to her cries and as the creature grew in confidence with his control Jed became more animated and less like a puppet. He gripped her arms half climbing on the table his head down taking a nipple between his lips.
“Uggh Jed, no ugghh mmnn!” She tried to push him off as his cock slapped against her knee.
“No for God sake, Jed ugghhhh!” Her cousin didn’t respond his slurping mouth taking more and more tit flesh into it as his slobbered on her young boobs.
Outside the deputy pointed with pride at his finding. Two fields down a drainage ditch ran parallel to the edge of the shield. The electric force slightly visible as insects buzzed then flashed as they unwittingly crossed it.
In the ditch was a 4 foot wide drain used to channel water when irrigation was needed. As Candy looked in she could see it ran into the next field. Behind the shield!
She paused for a moment, “did the shield go under ground?” She couldn’t tell. Using a pole she tried to test it. No reaction. She made a decision and began to crawl through. The group of lawmen watched her appear unscathed on the other side. Sheriff Candy was through.
In the ship her presence was immediately noticed, the creatures taking an instant to asses then correct their error. The tunnel hissed and sparked as the deputy following screamed. The shield now penetrated into the ground the poor unfortunate man been dragged from the tube his body burnt. The sheriff drew her revolver,” no turning back now.” She thought, beginning to creep through the tall corn towards the homestead.
The aliens gathered round the examination table chattering in their undecipherable tongue. The one attached to Jed remained static its mind focused on controlling its rampant host. Jed’s hands were all over her body, his fat farmer fingers clutching her tiny waist, caressing under her arms making her shiver and squeal.
“Uggh Jed stop uggh ohh please ooohhh!”
His mouth trailed spittle from one sucked nipple as it moved to the other one, descending with a hungry slurp! She clawed his back; her talons streaking up his spine but Jed didn’t respond.
“The lead,” she realized, gripping the skull cap. Long spiny arms reached down from all sides holding her wrists pulling her arms back away from the connector, the creatures speaking in her head.
“Stop resistingzzz the insertionzzz!”
Her beautiful young thighs felt the grip of claws as her legs spread involuntarily. Jed’s cock was rubbing her lightly haired mound the fat head sliding close but not into her hole. A creature took hold of Jed’s prick aiding his colleague attempts at directing it and she felt his tip spreading her hole.
“Aggg stop, stop no, no, nooo!” Jed’s body jerked his eyes still half rolled into their sockets as his member road up her loosened canal a few inches.
“Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh noooooo!”
The controlling bug started to shudder as it drew the sensations from Jed’s mind. The others chattered excitedly, their collective mind already making an analysis. Jed began to rock back and forth his hands now pushing her tits down, pinning her hard onto her back.
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, awww, aww ohhhh!”
Daisy felt his rock hard flesh sliding against her walls, the tip going deeper and deeper. Her face looked up at Jed as she grunted her mouth wet the pink lips glistening. His firm sexy torso rode above her and she almost forgot the retched creatures pulling her arms back so her chest thrust up; others pressing her thighs down almost to the table surface her pelvis rising to suck in the mans robotically pistoning cock.
“Aww ugh, uggh, ugghh oh, oh arrrrrrrrr, arrrrrggg!”
The lead alien spoke to her as the fucking proceeded.
“The experience is enjoyable for our hostzzz; his thoughts are vivid and your body is arousing interesting feelings in him.”
Daisy had only just accepted the creatures had control of his body, now she gave an embarrassed groan realizing his mind was still focused a slave to his automated shell. The spittle dropped from his pursed lips onto her face as he continued to rut only the whites of his eyes visible. Suddenly his thoughts filled her head as the creature began transmitting them with perverse delight.
“Oh, ugh fuck soo tight oh the little hot slut uuggghh, oh God fuck her faster, faster make me come, fuck it ahhh, oohh. She’s pinned real good oohh yeah take it you little bitch yeahhh argghhh!”
Other thoughts danced around; slap his cock in her face, twist her nipples and let her scream, push her legs back make her suck her own toes. His fantasizes flooded in from years of sitting chatting on the homestead veranda. Bend her over take her up her young shit box, ride her like dirty dog. Jed’s body suddenly stopped as all the creatures turned to each other in discussion.
The mist around the house was getting thicker and thicker, as Candy approached. She was sure the saucer was responsible. “Yet more shielding,” She assessed. “They’re up to something they don’t want us to see.”
She had being following a depression in the field along the side of the farm, the recessed ground curling towards the back of the building near the barns. She could tell someone was on top of the saucer as sounds of hammering echoed eerily down, but the fog was too thick to see clearly and she nearly fell into the side of the Cummings barn as she tripped on something.
Below her was the silver girth of a large segmented tentacle. It snaked back towards the ship and onwards through newly smashed planks into the barn. She tried to peer in through a crack. As she crouched down her black trousers stretched tight to her curved rear, her blonde hair now cascading over her shoulders, denim shirt holding that fantastic bust in place. The roof was holed in several places by falling debris and the moons rays shone in.
She could just see the long tentacle split into many smaller ones like a squid, each one finally imbedded in a silent immobile animal. Their bodies were scattered everywhere; still alive but incapacitated. One cow gave a horrid moan seconds latter a free metal tip pressing into its mouth with a long gargle from the beast. Candy bit her wrist in revulsion, her no nonsense law woman manner deserting her.
“Oh my god, what insanity is this?”
Outside of the shield the crowd of cops, town officials and Cummings family could do nothing. The Mayor had taken charge and it was with great relief that a small convoy of Humvee wagons appeared, moving rapidly towards the site. As the military vehicles arrived a mix of armed battle dressed and civilian clothed troops dismounted. The Major in charge chewed on his cigar snapping his fingers instructing a tall woman in a long white surgical coat to follow him.
“Good evening Mayor,” announced the Major cigar still in his mouth. “This is Capt Fin my medical officer; she needs to get up to speed. Her team will be taking over the operation.”
The Mayor looked confused. “Operation? ”
Capt Fin smiled. Tall with rimmed spectacles and long matt black hair she looked like a ghost, her pale face and white coat shinning in the moonlight.
“What do you mean operation?” He continued.
“To make contact,” she said calmly with a slight smile.
Back in the ship Daisy was still grunting over and over. The creatures had continued with the fucking after a few seconds of animated debate. The thrusts from Jed were getting harder as his pelvis smacked against her spread wide groin. Each slam forward was reaching deep inside her.
“Uggh, uggh, ahh, ahhh, awwww! Oh please stop. No moreugghhh!”
Jed’s thoughts still filled her head, his disgusting images and ecstatic delight making her deflowering all the more dirty and debauched. She felt her groin getting tighter her spine tingling. His carnal pleasure swelled in her mind, his growing arousal affecting her body. All the while a third mind more menacing and dark remained on the edge of her thoughts, it was aliens watching and sampling. There were too many people in her head at once and she gave an aroused groan of lust her clit hardening like she had never experience before.
“Ohh, mmmnn, no, no it’s not right ugghhh, ooh, oooh, ooohhhhh!”
She felt her pussy wet with her own juice. The mans cock now slid with ease only exciting him more and in turn bringing her nearer a peak. A vicious gasping circle as she experienced the pleasure of a tight virgin fuck not only through her eyes but the through the senses of the pounding man. She began to feel the heat building in her pelvis, nipples hardening her breathing shallow.
“Ohhfuck awwww, ugghh oh, oh, no, no, noooo I’m cominggg aggghhhhhh!”
Her fleshy canal tightened as she foamed with juice her own blinding orgasm dominant, but Jed’s building climax also apparent getting stronger and stronger. The bug began to shake, Jed’s orgasmic effect new and exciting to it. The other bugs pulled the farmers waist back, as Daisy writhed grinding her sloppy pussy onto his prick.
“OOhhh I can’t take it againnnnnn, Aeeeeeeiieeee!” She wailed arching her back, firm tits pointing to the sky.
His burning cock plopped out of her as it erupted, spattering semen over her mound. Another two jerks of the cock filled her little belly button. Daisy’s face was a picture of disgust, witnessing a man’s ejaculation for the first time. Her mind felt him coming like no woman had done before, the seed flooding his pipe before the relief of its exit.
“Uuuuhh Jed, ugggggg no, no.” Daisy legs were still wide apart her pussy lips drooling and flexing as she involuntarily spasmed; experiencing Jed’s showering climax.
The bug’s claws caressed her sweating panting tummy; spreading Jed’s meager sticky shot. They all agreed this load was most disappointing; some improvements would have to be done here.
The newly arrived military team had set up a large antenna dish and a group of ear phoned white smocks had already begun turning dials making calculations. The infantry had taken up observation points around what was quickly becoming the base camp for what they hoped would be a planet to planet meeting. All the while the force field hummed gently; glowing a faint green in the pitch black each time the moon rays were blocked by clouds. The antenna device was transmitting and Dr Fin stood with her assistant patiently waiting for a response.
After only five minutes they got a response.
Capt Fin’s assistant saw it first and gripped her officers arm.
“What is it Jackie?” The sexy captain asked, seeing the assistant raise her finger as if to point. Jackie was in her very late teens with ringlet red hair, she looked like a coed Nicole Kidman. She had been in the military less than a year, a secondment from Cal tech. Her frightened reaction made her feel foolish, envious of the stony faced troops around her. Each was expertly masking their fear as a four legged giant bug approached out of the fog.
In the ship Daisy knelt in a corner hands tied behind her back. A silver steel collar and pole attached to the wall kept her passively upright. Jed was thankfully back in control of his body. He gave anguished cries as he tried to break free from the vertical table he was tied to. Hands and legs out bound in a star shape. The creatures worked quickly each new procedure bringing a wail of dismay, then one of discomfort from the unfortunate man as they operated on him.
Sheriff Vale took a deep breath. She needed to go on; there were surely lives at stake. Drawing her revolver she edged around the nightmare barn to look into the Farmyard. A large hole had appeared where the old Cummings harvester usually parked. Twenty feet across, it had numerous tentacles similar to the barn one, all coming from the ship entering the pit like some outrageous air-conditioning ducting. She crept to the edge but was unable to see far down; the tunnel bending and appearing to head off horizontal about two storey under ground. She got her orientation, the horror mounting again. It headed east. East to Love Creek!
In the experiment room the creatures finished their alterations to their captured specimen. The lead bug paused, its brain transmitting the orders to its eager crew.
“The intruding earth woman has come close enough, bring her to me.”
The military communication device had worked better than anyone could have expected. Capt Fin and her team had been pushing the boundaries of telepathic communication these last few years, the final result the device in front of them. It was designed for transmitting thoughts more than actual words, hopefully spanning any language barrier. And the response had been almost instant.
Crouched defensively, the armor shelled bug had come to within ten feet of the shield its antennae waving, mouth tusks chattering. The captain swallowed nervously.
“Ok Jackie. Its time I put this toy to the test.”
She raised a special pair of head phones clipping them around her ears. Other team members attached cardiograph wires to her chest and head; unsure of what effect mind communication may have on the courageous officer. Once they were all set she turned the dial on the device and her head began to fill with an unearthly buzz.
Candy’s Smith and Wesson had never been fired in anger before. In fact it had only ever been drawn once; to capture an escaped convict. Something the stunning officer had been the toast of the town for. Now its silver barrel was pointed in anger. The sheriff had suddenly become aware of shapes close by and as they became clearer her knees started to shake.
“Oh my word!” She gasped; both hands now tight on her revolver as she stood legs apart her arms outstretched her eye in line with the barrel sight.
She felt something touch her boot and gave a yelp as she was tripped. A metal tentacle lifted her feet off the ground and she tumbled over, her hands losing their grip and the revolver bouncing along the dirt.
She gave a shocked scream as she felt a hard bony appendage on her back, large dark shadows over her. The bugs close up smelt awful, their shells an oily black the creature’s underside segmented a sickly pale color. She screamed again as she was twisted around, her legs gripped by pincers. The buzz began in her head as the alien mind invaded.
The screams failed to carry to the edge of the aliens shield where the first official contact was been made. The Major, the Mayor and the quickly growing group of officials and military all waited patiently. The frustration was almost unbearable. What was she saying to it? Captain Fin had stood there for what seemed an eternity her body rigid but all sensors telling them she was alive and in direct mind contact with the beast.
The team almost jumped with surprise when finally she shuddered and snapped back into reality. They all eagerly gathered around her the creature still motionless, waiting.
“It says they will be leaving soon. They require no help.” She coughed taking a deep breath. “They breathe differently to us; the shield is for our protection their atmosphere is poisonous.”
The Mayor interrupted. “But the sheriff and poor Daisy Cummings?”
Fin shook her head still trying to regain composure.” No, it says they’re both sick but ok, inside the ship.”
The Major looked back at the creature and his blood froze. “In the ship? God help them.”
The captain nodded in resignation, something else playing on her mind. “God help us all.” She said smiling to her young assistant. “They’ve also invited us to see for ourselves.”
The alien tunnel running out from the Cummings farm narrowed to about 3 foot across as it stretched under corn field after corn field. The burrowing was like a hot knife through butter; the tentacle tips resonating to the perfect frequency to literally melt the soil and rock. The sides of the tunnel were smooth acquiring a glass like texture. Traveling arrow straight and as the crow flies it would reach the sleepy town within the hour.
Candy had regained her composure. She was the sheriff and people were depending on her. The creatures once they had disarmed her had backed off. Her arms had been bound at the wrist behind her back. The bugs spinning a silky thread as strong as steel. She had acted like a crazy woman the voices in her head seeming to make her temporally insane; until finally she kept getting the same message.
“Follow, follow, follow.”
The bugs appeared to be gesturing to the underbelly of the ship. She could see a hatch open with creatures entering and leaving like the mouth of a giant ant hole. Although they didn’t drag her she felt them slowly edging her towards it. She crossed her fingers locked behind her back and decided she had no choice but to accept.
Inside the ship she struggled to stand the corridor low and at the crash angle. The bugs helped steady her and she had a nauseating image of nature shows when you see the insects carefully carrying grubs and leaves to their nest. As she entered the mist shrouded room she realized she had made a terrible decision.
Across the room surrounded by aliens was Jed. “Oh my, Jed!” She cried recognizing the poor young man still bound star shaped to an upright table.
“Oh my God what have they done to you?”
Jed gave a embarrassed moan. Like all the young men in Love Creek he was a big fan of ‘Officer Anderson.’ Only last month he had sat in his pick up at the bar and grill watching the sheriff dress down two jocks in a Camero. She had bent over her hands on the door sill, curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders as she spoke to the chastised and no doubt red faced young men inside.
Jed had eyed the curve of her ass, the length of her booted legs, the famous breasts masked by dangling blonde locks. As he watched in his dark cab he had eased his own cock out and began to tug gently. The boys must have been making some real excuses just to have her attention for a few more seconds; because she didn’t move from her sexy stance. Jed had wanked himself brazenly, thirty feet from her knowing any second she would move and he would have to stop, unsatisfied.
But she didn’t move and would never know of his shameful ejaculation all over his steering wheel that evening.
“Agggg sheriff help me, please Jesus oohh.”
His body was tired, his groin heavy and sore. Candy was embarrassed herself. The young mans cock was limp but swollen, small metal tubes puncturing his cocks skin. Below where his scrotum should be was a baseball size blue sphere. The thing also had metal piping attached to the outside and she thought she could see liquid bubbling inside the obscene alteration.
“Daisy where’s Daisy?” She quickly asked before she could be silenced.
Jed felt his blush building, remembering what he was forced to do and shamefully enjoyed. “They’ve got her sheriff awww.” He thought back to his wild sexual ranting. “I think I said… I mean thought, awww God no please she’s just a girl.”
Candy didn’t understand what he meant, but his anguished lament began to make her pant and stammer. The lead bug approached her and she was caught by surprise as it ripped her police shirt open the sleeves been shredded in an instant. Jed saw her white bra full and proud the straps straining to hold her load. The sharp claws of a bug snapped them and her 40 inch melons spewed out, the nipples large and pink the domed shape of the tits as perfect as the shield outside.
“Ugggggg what’s going to happen? Why? Why have you done this?” She cried her topless body been lustfully view by boy and alien alike.
The reply was clear and clinically chilling. “Be quiet you earth bitchzzz. We wish to sample your fleshzzz!”
Young Daisy was becoming very tired. The steel neck collar had been used like a rigid leash to drag her back into the warm night air. The two bugs with her didn’t pause as she tripped and struggled to keep up. They pulled her back into her crushed home, which now appeared to be an extension of the alien craft. She hardly recognized the place as a lattice of pipes and dull green beams covered the collapsed rooms.
She could hear the barking of her dog ‘Butch’ somewhere at the top of the stairs. The white tiled bathroom seemed very bright, and as she climbed the steps she saw strange equipment strewn around. She cried back to her dog fearing for his safety, these creatures could snap him in two easily.
“Butch run, run sweetie.” Then she saw him. “Oh Butch, ooohh what? Oooooohhhh pleaseeeeee noooooo!”
The blonde haired teen began to wail her hips shaking her long firm legs giving way as she was pushed in nearer to her beloved dog. The black haired hound stood barking excitedly, a turtle like skull cap linking him to the waiting bug. The dog’s long thin cock was rigid like a poker, the dangling foreskin end already dripping fluid.
Captain Fin and Jackie pulled on the helmets of their red NBC suits. The two women checked their communicators and breathing gear. The waiting bug saw they were ready and the shield parted creating a 6 foot doorway. The two women stepped through and the shield closed. They turned and gave thumbs up to the surrounding people before following the alien into the fog.
Candy was moaning her beautiful white teeth gritted her head back blonde mane whipping at the alien pinning her wrists behind her. Her husband had always been so gentle, his lips caressing her hard ends, his tongue trailing the curve of her mountainous domes. She’d married her high school sweetheart; and had never felt the roughness of a frenzied massage or the back arching shock of hungry unyielding sucking. Jed tried to free his hands but it was no use. The innocent yelping of Candy was rousing his sore cock, the metal pipes tightening around it like a cage. His altered scrotum burned, his insides aching like he was already pumping a continuous wad. It was no use he had to watch, who wouldn’t?”
All the schoolboy fantasies could not put such a debauched scene in front of him. Sheriff Vale was been molested by two of the stunted bug aliens. Her shoulders pulled back so her tits thrust out at right angles. Each alien was clawing or coiling a fat tit. Both creatures had their trunk like tongues flailing as the open dripping ends held her nipples in a permanent slurping suck.
“Ugghh mmnngggghh, ah, ah, uggghhh! Stop uhhhhh, uuhh no, no, urrrrrrrrr!”
Their tongues were like small elephant trunks, the end animated able to grasp and nip like a pair of lips. The white segmented flesh made them look like a smaller biological version of the probes that had deflowered Daisy earlier. Candy could only stare down her sweaty boobs been tugged and bounced the slime running from her sucked points down under her tits to drip onto her clench tummy.
“Awwwwwww ugh, ugh, oh, oh, ooohhhhh!”
The bugs were squeezing their tentacles coiled around her tits making the flesh swell. She felt her hair been tugged and screamed as the third holding bug curled its proboscis around to push her sexy lips apart.
Jed’s cock was now fully erect his steel veins pulsing, his purple head glistening the newly enlarge spunk hole almost big enough to put your little finger down. He gave a disgusted growl as Candy choked on the filthy appendage. Her blue eyes flashed as the tongue forced down her throat; the ends seeping slime, her body shaking at the horrendous alien French kiss.
“Ggggggggg ggggggggggg!!!”
Both Jed and Candy could hear the excited ESP chatter of the creatures as they reported back to the hive mind. How her tits tasted. How hard her nipples were; the flesh flexible but elastic. Her throat hot and wet; the creature confirming she would be able to swallow the desired load.
Realizing it was choking her the bug withdrew its tongue, his spittle wiping across her sculpted nose and dark lashed eyes. And Candy screamed as she heard both groping bugs agree to try and suck her nipples off.
“Oh shit uggh awww please no more!! Awwwwwwwwwwww!”
Jed’s blue scrotal sphere began to froth his growing discomfort quickly noticed by the bugs.
“Now earth bitchzzz, demonstrate taking the males cock in your mouthzzz.”
Candy shook her head then squealed as the creatures tongues twisted her fat nipples almost all the way around.
“Awwww ok, ok! Just stop hurting my breasts!”
She fell to her knees arms still tied her shinny wet boobs glistening with alien spittle the nipples erect like bullets. In front of her was the young man his crotch full of swollen cock and large single mechanical testicle. His thought were broadcast openly again but he didn’t blush or feel ashamed, his painful erection about to be tasted by the sexiest woman he had ever known.
Daisy began to shiver the tears welling in her eyes as the Bugs tugged her metal leash. Her neck was pulled down hard and she knew they wanted her to knell. She was jerked forward onto all fours her captors carefully turning her around so she faced away from Butch. The Bathroom was cold and cramped the bath missing, having collapsed into the room below. The two escort bugs crowded around the door frame still holding the leash, peering in watching their colleague prepare her.
“No, please you don’t have to do this! This isn’t normal uggh, please no nooo.”
The creature parted her ass cheeks, its snake like tongue caressing her anus down to her young slit. Its claws spread her lips and her pink wet hole felt the cold air. Daisy just moaned in despair. Unable to fight them off and nowhere to run to she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
She could hear Butch as his claws slipped on the tiled floor, his panting loud over her shoulder. The leased forced her head down, her cheek pressed on the cold tiles her arse raised.
Captain Fin tried her com link to the outside world. It just hissed, the shield creating an electric barrier through which even radio couldn’t pass. The creature she was following paused then turned and she instantly felt its mind communicating with her. She understood with scientific delight, “they don’t need any machines! Their telepathy is that advanced!”
The creature spoke to them this time far clearer than it had done earlier with their amateurish device.
“Do not waste your time with events outside the dome. Hurry we are eager for you to experience our ship.” It then continued picking its way through the fog.
Fin clicked the communicator to transmit to her partner. “Jackie, did you just hear what I heard?” The way it had just entered her head uninvited making her shiver.
Jackie’s expression was of shock her breathing steaming the inside of her face mask. She nodded slowly not wanting to attract the creature’s attention. The alien presence was no longer inside her head as it appeared they chose when to communicate, and didn’t or couldn’t just continuously scope your mind.
“What other tricks are they keeping secret?” She thought before clicking back a brief acknowledgement to Fin. “I don’t like it Captain. Not one bit.”
Fin just pointed commandingly ahead, urging Jackie to keep up with the bug. She too felt very uneasy now, but why make her young charge any more worried.
Jed’s eyes stung with the perspiration as it trickled down his brow into his sockets. But he couldn’t, or wouldn’t shut his eyes. Below him Candy was a picture of eroticism greater than any he had ever conjured in his bed time hours. Her eyes blue and wide the black lashes curling upwards, her skin tanned her cheek bones pronounced as her mouth pinched. The wet rim of her full lips glistening as she encircled the first half inch of his cock.
Mmmmmmm slurp! Uggh cough! Slurp! Mnnnnnnn!”
Her hair was bedraggled now, the bugs holding large claws full, pushing her down onto him. She tried to resist and from time to time the cock flipped out of her sliding up the side of her straight nose before her head was pulled up to devour it again. Her hands were down at her side holding herself in a kneeling position, the arms squeezing her tits together creating an almost bottomless cleavage. Below that her trouser hips bulged out, her legs and boots hidden by the floor mist.
“Ugghh Mmmnnn ah ah slurp! Mggggggg!”
The creatures pushed harder; her tongue holding back Jed’s helmet. He gave a shudder as her hot tip pressed into his enlarged spunk hole. She tried to thrash her head but just gave a pitiful sexy whimper her eyes moist as she felt his shaft delved farther into her mouth.
“Oooooooh yeahhhhh urrrggg, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh!” Jed growled; her tender flesh and hot spittle teasing the underside rim of his helmet.
His mind was been broadcast to the room again, Candy getting a grandstand audio of his thoughts.
“Ohh God that’s good. Push her in more for fuckkks sake uggggg! Oh you lovely blonde slut uggghhh. Fuck I can feel the come, its bubbling nnggg! Suck me, suck me dry honey com’n uggghhh!”
She gave him an angry come hither glance upwards aware of the pleasure he was getting from her. Then she gagged as more of her throat was eased onto him. His cock was massive and as she swallowed his sweaty head she felt the tiny metal veins which created a lattice around his twitchy fleshy girth. Her hands came up to claw his thighs, her nails touching against his glass scrotal sphere making a hollow tapping sound.
The bugs weren’t satisfied; she was still struggling too much. The skull cap was needed.
Back in her half demolished bathroom Daisy bit her lip the tears starting. Her back sensed the hairy rib cage of Butch, his paws firmly resting on either shoulder. Like the sheriff she too was feeling a total slut, her ass pressing against the dogs hind legs the animals long pink rod stabbing her pussy over and over. The dogs cock had searched for a minute or so, Daisy wriggling the bug struggling to control its animal body. Then the wet end had finally pushed up her, the beast instantly beginning to fuck robotically its tail waging its tongue dangling from its closed jaw.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, nnnnn, nnnnnn!” She grunted, on all fours like an obedient bitch.
The cock was like a banana curving dramatically up, the floppy end deep inside her canal. She felt its balls slapping against her clit as the bug decided to push as deep as it could go. She knew her dog would also be experiencing this. It would be confused, scared, but no doubt innocently gaining instinctive animal pleasure. The bug was visibly aroused, its spiny legs shivering as it broadcasted its experiences.
“Mmm, mmmm the dog has different feelings than the man, eager to reproduce, fill the hot hole with seed as quickly as possible.”
Daisy wailed the cock blurring in and out of her sloppy cunt.
“The earth girl is in despair, the revulsion sickening her uggh, her orifice could take more but the beast is not endowed enoughzzz. Uggg her skin is tensed uuggh yess, this is pleasurable uuggghh, more. I need more penetration zzzzzzzzg!”
The dog pushed at her butt as it tried to climb further on her back, its cock curling up her another half inch.
“Awwwwwww no stop uuggghh no, no.” Her thoughts were bizarre. “Oh its going to come up me, will it make puppies? No please no, oh God, don’t make me suck it. Oh poor Butch I know you can’t help it.”
The bug wasn’t been analytical at all now. Its messages were raw and pleasurable, having aroused feelings the hive mind was unaccustomed too.
“Zzzzzggg, zzzzgggg uhh, her fat arse is slapping, her face distressed. Zzzzzzggg The dogs seed pods are tightening Zzggg its spurting Zggg Zgggg its filling her hot wet tube ZZZZzz yessss scream, young earth whore!”
The ejaculation was like three squirts of a big bore syringe, the runny spunk shooting its way up to her cervix.
“Oh, oh ugh, ugh no, no, noooooooh. Aaaawwwwwwwwwwggghhhhh!!!”
Candy’s body was now more rigid her face drawn as her cheeks muscles sucked painfully hard. The bug was in control the cap wires leading from the buxom blonde to its own head. Officer Vale’s eyes were white, rolled back in her sockets a stream of saliva running from the corner of her wide mouth dripping off her chin. Her body was not responding to her commands anymore her mind terrified as she swallowed more and more of the mans massive cock.
“Ugggggggggggg oh God ugggggghh I’m choking!” Her thoughts wailed the cock head now pushing her tonsils the slime dripping down her gullet.
The bug connected to her savored the taste of the human’s sweaty prick, the sensation of the flesh buried in her mouth. The woman’s gums made sucking easy, the full lips like an inflatable vice around the shaft, wanking the loose outer skin of the earth mans cock. It raised her hand to make the woman feel her own fat nipples the sweat making them slippery to touch.
Candy tried to let go and slip into a dream. She tried to imagine herself at home sucking her husband, but the size and depth made her retch; all the while this black sinister mind exploring her as ravenously as the cock probed her throat.
Jed was tensed like a coil about to spring. Candy had six inches of him in her mouth. He could feel the back of her tongue, her gullet narrow; see her gasping and gagging as she coughed slime out around his rod. The bugs were making her pinch her own nipples, the long nails bringing them to an erect bullet size. His tube began to fill, his groin squeezing the thick semen painfully up his narrow exit.
“Arrggggg uhhhh, uhhhhhhhhh!”
He knew he was coming so did the helpless Candy. His cock convulsed as his veins tighten and then began to flex.
Once! “Ugh”.
Twice! “Uggh.”
The solid shot was been pumped with difficulty up his shaft.
Three!” Uggggggghhhhhhh!”
The first spurt was like putting your finger over the end of a garden hose. The eruption covered the back of her throat the chunks sticking then dropping into her gullet. The bug and Candy experienced the filthy gulp together.
“Mgggg Oh shit nooo!” Candy screamed in her head, her body trying to vomit.
He came again the second spurt more fluidly, a hot piss like stream of white filling her mouth in an instant.
“Gulgggg! Urrkk gulp! Gulp! Ohhhhhhhh!”
Candy was gagging trying to swallow rather then choke. The Bug also wasn’t enjoying the experience. “Zzggggg!! Ugggggzzzz!”
It reeled back breaking the connection between itself and its captive beauty.
Candy back in control jerked her head up the cock springing out of her the spunk bubbling over her lips as she coughed frantically. She didn’t get it out in time and as his cock head touched her top teeth he spurted again, Jed bellowing.
“Uhhhh jezzz aagggggggggggggg!”
His non existent balls felt like they’d been sucked inside out. His tube was stinging as he unleashed a third stream. She gave a shriek of disbelief having to gulp again the salty liquids stink filling her nostrils, her stomach turning.
“Uggh cough! Oooh shit! Cough! Spit! Splutter, ugggg!”
She managed a few words as she opened her mouth head down, letting the semen spill over her tits like cream over two hot buns.
His cock waved upright the metal lattice flashing the flesh now dark purple bruised and battered.
“Ugghh oohhh uuuhhhhh!”
It pumped as it went; another more watery load covered her nose, lashes and eyebrows as she looked down. Then another spurt into her blonde wavy hair, the liquid still with thick droplets in it making it look like she had a really bad case of dandruff.
Candy was dazed, her mouth opening and closing, her nose and chin dripping, her tits like snowy mountain peaks. His final sixth spasm missed her completely and left a trail of slime from his cock eye almost to the floor. The shaft quickly deflated, exhausted. And Jed gave a long painful moan as he felt he was about to pass out.
As the aliens discussed the success of their alterations the reconnaissance bugs message alerted the hive. It was nearing the ship, bringing with it the two new specimens.
On the outskirts of Love Creek there is a raised well known hillock shrouded by trees. The road leading there turns to gravel before it comes to a secluded spot with a panoramic view of the town below. An ideal spot for making out, it was frequented regularly. But tonight only one car was there and the occupants writhed in the back seat the windows steaming.
The night was still and a few feet away the earth began to bubble then melt a silver blunt tentacle point appearing like a mole sniffing the night air.
Inside his father’s car the college stud couldn’t believe his luck. Sure he’d heard rumours about her, but he’d never believed them to be true. Under him, her long athletic legs hooked around his waist, was the half naked body of his chemistry teacher; the late thirties vixen they called Miss Crome.
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I am introduced to college partying
Fourth part in this story.
Introduction: This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.
Cooling down on a hot day in the park just gets hotter!
Birthday Fun
In his gaze I could feel my mask begin to slip. My face turn into a blushing scarlet that stained my cheeks. With one look from him my heart would begin to race within my chest. How extremely clich?nd poetic it all must seem to the outside observer but I could not lie and trivialize all the feelings that had blossomed as a result of this new found angel in my life.
Many long days and nights had passed since our first meeting. Yet my mind was bewildered by thoughts of him both day and night. Often I would awake from a dream with tears in my eyes, sad to have left him behind. Within the privacy of my room i would fantasize, finding myself drenching the sheets and my fingers, as they smoothly carressed my aching desire filled clitoris.
For imeasurable amounts of time I would stay locked away from the world, living in my head, where I could feel my fingertips carressing his chest, quiver at the imaginary touch of his lips to mine, his hands reaching and touching me. My body quaked under these fantasies, trembled, became hot, and would come into a place of ecstasy. Although it was satisfying and wonderful, it could not sustain my burning desire for the real thing, for him.
His name was Johnathon. His hair was a russet colour that was filled with gentle waves, his eyes a light brown. I did not know what lay beneath those eyes, if his thoughts mirrored mine. But I knew I was desperate to discover that fact, even if he did not share my feelings… I needed to know.
So on the day of my nineteenth birthday I had finally mustered enough courage to risk the painful rejection that might come. I was overjoyed when he had accepted my invitation, and i spent much of the day awaiting the moment we could be alone together. The hours ticked by until he had finally arrived. John, wearing a large grin that could light a city.
” Happy Birthday, my sweetest friend.” He came forward and embraced me briefly. My fingers reluctantly let him slip away.
” Even happier now that you are here.” I smiled at him looking up at him under my eyelashes, as I felt my cheeks grow hot.
” It seems the party has died down, by the sound of it.” He entered the front hall and examined the now empty house.
” Yes everyone has found their way home by now. It is just myself at present.” I took a deep breath worried that this might scare him off.
” How fortunate for me.” He said surprising me.
” And why is that?” I said coyly.
” Because since we met I have longed to share some kind of private moment with you.” John walked over to the parlor, and sat himself on the couch, his eyes found mine and he motioned that I should sit next to him.
Slowly and with great effort I made myself sit next to him, trying desperately to control my breathing as my heart fluttered within my chest. As I sat down on the other end of the couch, he moved his body toward mine shuffling to get closer to me. His hand slowly stretched up and pushed a dangling piece of hair behind my ear. His hand pausing and softly crawled down my neck before leaving. I felt my lips part as I had not known that I had forgotten to breathe.
” I am a dasterdly fool.” John spoke softly.
” Why is that?” I asked.
” I have forgotten to get you a present.” He sighed.
” As long as you are here with me, I shall count that as my greatest gift of all.” I spoke without thinking and turned away shyly. With a touch of his fingers to my chin he pulled my face back to face his. I could see within his eyes an earnest look. The look made me melt, and without any words shared we both knew. I leaned my head up and he bent his down, his lips then softly touched mine, pressing gently.
My tongue extended out and licked his lips, as I kissed him again deeply. My arms stretched and wrapped around his neck pulling him into me, his hands like mine were restless and one moved around my waist, while the other was on my collar under a racing pulse. A heat began to build within me and as the juices started to flow beneath my underwear.
” I want you, I always have.” He broke our kiss to tell me.
” The same can be said for me to you.” I grinned and then hurled my body onto him.
He lay back and moved his hands from the small of my back to my ass squeezing as I continued to move my lips with his, stretching my tongue into his mouth exploring it. My body grinded against Johns, my thighs straddling him as I could not contain myself from this overwhelming desire. Johnathon began to moan and my pleasure increased as I heard this knowing that I was pleasing him. I gasped for air, breaking our kiss to gaze down into his eyes. The light brown eyes sparkled and I slide down his body.
I slid down to his pants and my hands went to unfasten them desperately. Then I felt his hands on mine stopping me. I looked down at him, confused. He shook his head. Johnathon then sat up and looked at me, leaning into me. Kissing me and slowly pushing me down so that I was now on my back, under him. How urgently my arms desired to touch him, how hot my body felt as I felt his crotch over mine and his eyes penetrating me with a fiery desire that indeed mirrored mine. His hands reached down under my skirt, and rubbed my undergarments that now were ruined by my dripping juices. I began to pant and moan as his hands began to undress me. I closed my eyes and bit my lips already feeling as though any moment I could climax under his touch.
He stripped me off my clothes tossing them to the side, then looked me over his hands moving over each curve of my body. Down my neck, across the mounds of my breasts, over my stomach and feeling my waist, moving slowly he went to my thighs, to the pit of my knee and floating across my calves to my ankles. Shivers rippled down my spine as my breathing became more audible and my moans increased. Johnathon grinned pleased, his lips kissing up my leg as my hands gripped tightly onto the cushions of the sofa.
Then he removed his shirt, his eyes on mine. I took my hands and felt the hard muscular chest he had hidden so well. It felt wonderful to touch his bare skin that was warm and soft. He bent down and bit my lip gently before kissing me. His hands groped and cupped my breasts firmly. I gasped as his touch continued to make my insides twist. He removed my undergarments, each touch gentle and deliberate. His hands on my bare skin traced again each curve. Reaching down he felt the heat and wetness of my mound, his fingers slowly entering my lips and stroking. I arched my back and began to moan again as he kissed down my neck.
Johnathon hearing my inense pleasure began to grin. He pressed his bare chest against mine, my hard nipples against his muscular body made me gasp again for air. He slid down my body then kissing his way down my neck, taking a moment to lick and suck on my nipple, then kissing down my abdomen, until his lips were over my *lips*. With a short grin he stretched his tongue within them taking a long lick of my wet cunt over my clit, his hands on my waist. He began to lick faster and my moans became loud. His tongue was twisting its way around making me go insane as I started to twist myself my hands reaching down and feeling his russet hair. He continued to lap up my juices and I moaned loudly arching my back so close to climaxing. Hearing that I was close he stopped. Moving back up my body and kissing me I could taste myself on his lips, it was delicious.
I sat up and used my arms to push him against the couch. Spreading his legs I unfastened his pants and pulled them off. To no surprise he was fully erect beneath them. I smiled eager to return to favor. On my knees I extended my tongue and licked the tip of his penis. Johnathon moaned and I opened my mouth taking him in slowly. All the way down, his hand reached to the back of my head grabbing a handful of my long blonde hair. He groaned loudly. I moved up and down his shaft my tongue twisting around as I continued. His hands grew impatient pushing my head faster on him. Then he stopped suddenly.
Before I could ask him what was wrong he had picked me up in his arms. Carrying me easily within his arms he found his way to my bedroom. Tossing me upon the bed with such urgency he pinned my body down with his kissing me passionately. I could feel myself ready yet I could not help but gasp as he thrust himself inside me. I screamed, with an orgasmic pleasure. He reached his hand down and grabbed my breast tight then began to slow down grinding against me his hard cock moving in and out of me. Each time my moans increased and I was trying hard to contain myself and withhold my climax.
He began to push harder into me grinning as he heard my moans turn into screams. All the feeling rushed through me as he pounded my wet, tight, pink pussy. Do not stop was all I could think. But he did not. He continued moving his body with mine I grabbed his shoulders to keep from tearing up the sheets. It was with all this joy and ecstasy that Johnathon thrust hard into me, he lifted me up to him hugging me tightly as we both climaxed, his manhood filling me inside.
We held eachother in that position for a while listening to eachothers breathing slow down. He then gently laid me down and pulled out. Laying next to me I spun so that I was laying against him, my head on his collarbone my arm wrapped around his chest. He looked down at my eyes and parted his lips to speak…
” Happy Birthday.” he said then kissed me softly on my lips.
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A boy realizes he wants his sister.
Revised edition with a little extra add towards the end. I hope this add-on helps those of you who read the first story from the raw. lol I did use spell check this time. Though no promises on grammar or typos. First off I want to thank everyone that commented on my story. Sorry for not doing a better job at least spell checking the first version. I’ll be the first to admit that my spelling, typing, nor grammar skills are the greatest. If someone would like to take up the roll as a proof reader fill free to contact me.
Jon Snow goes about Ravishing the ladies of Westeros one by one, Gaining political strength and power along the way.
One boy, four girls, and a whole lot of fun.
The chronicles of a devoted pet and her master
Sex with my teenage daughter
All my stories were stripped from my name so I am reposting them. Feel free to comment or rate again. I have made some minor edits from the original.
The better part of this was actually a recent dream that I thought was worth remembering. That being said, even though it is sexual, it isn’t a typical sex story. In fact I think it reads much more like a horror or melodrama. Either way I didn’t want to lose it from my mind. Please remember this is a dream, so in that some portions are going to seem unreasonably weird. I have taken a few liberties with it to make it flow as a story should, connecting otherwise disjointed ideas or story lines, introduction of proper nouns, addition of certain details to make it more appropriate for this venue, the necessities to make it readable. But I have done my best to keep its distortion to what I consider a minimal.
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Let me start by telling you about Launa. For all intents and purposes Launa is me. She isn’t me in the sense that I live inside her skin and make her decisions for her. But she is made of the same essence as I am. I know her every thought, her every emotion, every whim, need, and lust, regardless if I am with her physically. She is my lover. And despite knowing everything a person could possibly know even about themselves, she still carries a mystique with me. She is very tall, eye level for me, which makes her too tall for a woman by the standards of most; many men despise having to look up to a mate. But I find her height perfect for me. It is so easy for me to get lost in her deep blue eyes, listening to her thoughts, feeling her as an unrivaled compliment to myself. Her hair is made of dark red spirals that reflect both her excitement and danger to me. That life in her is after all also that life in me, and I adore that aspect of her. She is too thin for average taste, mine also for that matter. Had she been anyone else, without her completeness I wouldn’t have given her a second look based on this. But for her it is worn so beautifully. She doesn’t seem to move like people move. Rather than a series muscle contractions that will accomplish her desired task, her movements just seem to flow from her acutely deliberate desires. There is never the slightest hint of an extraneous or unconscious movement on any inch of her body. At any instant in time if you were to paint her portrait, you would have guessed that there was no better pose, and she could have never have been more intimate or more flattering.
There is also Ellie, and Ellie is such a gift to me. She too is every bit as much a part of me as Launa; but she carries a uniquely different role as part of our whole. She isn’t my daughter in the sense that I feel Launa is her mother, by this I mean your standard biologic definition. But then again there is no such male figure for her. Launa is her sole parent by classical definition, a result of parthenogenesis if you will. But she is again my very essence and my daughter in every other possible sense. The prepubescent little angel’s hair is very strait and very black; much shorter than her mother’s at only shoulder length. Her pale blue eyes look so beautiful but so sad. Even when she is happy, it makes me emotional just to look into them. It is clear that they hold much more behind them than people would expect from the small frame. Her thoughts and emotions are as developed as that of any adult. Yet her child-like charms and fancies are present, and they pull at me no less. One of her childish qualities that I adore is her love for her pet. She has spider that plays the role of her best friend, her favorite toy, and her own child. Her relationship with her spider is every bit as developed as one could expect between two people, and I do so enjoy the vicarious pleasure that I get through her from it.
We live on an upper level floor, expansive in its own right. There is a single stone fireplace at the center of one wall and a single window on another. The floors are a rich light wood with beautiful texture and grain. The walls and ceilings are in fact the same thing; the wooden planks arch together to form a pinnacle in the center of the room. It looks much like living in a nicely polished attic, except there is no feeling that there is anything odd about it.
The scene starts as Launa gets dressed in a stunning red sequined gown. It is sheer dress that barely hangs from her small breast; it almost appears as if it is held up by her nipples alone. But as always, there isn’t the slightest hint of error or uncertainty about her. She knows that the provocative little piece will always wear just exactly as she wants it to. She is ready to leave. She knows I will not be coming, she didn’t need to ask. Tonight for her is a hunt, and my presence would likely interfere with her nefarious intentions. So she approaches me with a fierce open mouthed embrace. As she bites my tongue, my lips, and my neck, my hands admire her body that is so irresistible to me. Feeling her small breast and bullet like nipples through the thin material makes me grow hard, and her long thin fingers make sure to acknowledge that fact. But we know this is just a tease; there is much to be built upon tonight.
As she leaves I turn my focus to Ellie, who though obviously very happy playing with her spider ask me to join her. Of course I sit down beside her on the floor, pushing back her hair away from her face so I could more marvel at her beauty. I feel so happy and sad while looking at her, either way it feels so good just to be with her. We play games like make believe and fetch with a tiny piece of paper and her spider. But it isn’t long until I am becoming more aware of Launa.
Launa has made her way into the party; a rather overly sophisticated and pompous environment by my own standards. It is quite a grand house and very self indulgent; I don’t think that would have struck me so bitterly had it not been for the required level of reserve to accompany such a place. Her elegance fit it beautifully though. But we know she isn’t there for your standard social call. She is much more like little Ellie’s black widow who gives the image of being something like her mate. She flows about the large house taking in the idle chatter and great art as she passes. Suddenly, like a breaking tide she slows for some voices from across the room. She picks up on a small group of guys engaged in a competition of braggart style propositions. She turns her head to catch the eye of one the men, and hold it. For three seconds he doesn’t speak, he doesn’t blink; he just stares across the room into her eyes.
Then Launa turns and walks on, she has set the bait for The Mark. The men continue to talk, and the proposition that should have been out of earshot, is not so for Launa. The Mark boasts to his friends that he will have her. He is so confident, so egotistical, and so delightfully perfect for the game. With that Launa continues her stride to the balcony with The Mark psychologically en tow. As she slows to the ledge she is met by the pseudo-friendly voice.
“I will have to say that I don’t know that I have ever seen anyone that could claim my attention quite like you just did.” He says with a great smile that looks practiced for sincerity.
“Forgive me, I didn’t mean to stare. You looked busy and I….” Launa replies with an equal measure of feigned sincerity.
Interrupting The Mark replies, “You need not worry about that, there is just something about you that told me I needed to speak to you right now; sort of like I was meant to. Do you ever get that feeling?”
With a patently calculated glance to the ground before eying the sky, Launa’s act continues “All the time. I can’t imagine all the beautiful order out there without thinking there must be some place for each of us in it also; something other than the rational.”
“A fan of the stars? Me too. Why do you think they have the phrase ‘star crossed lovers?’ The statement itself implies that there are lovers out there that the stars are aligned for.”
“I like that………You seem like a very easy person to talk to.”
They continue on, for some great length. The stars, the paintings, the guests, stories about family members, stories about old lovers; at every turn Launa lays the bait of seeded conversation and The Mark indulges in the elaborate aggrandizement of his own wit. In a few hours he is utterly convinced that she is absolutely fawning over him.
The Mark finally stands close and places his arm around her waist to whisper in her ear, “I am so glad I met you tonight.”
“I don’t want to go home alone tonight…………Can I come with you?” She replies with impeccable candor.
“Absolutely. Shall we make our way?”
“But didn’t you say your brother was here with you? I know family is as important to you as it is to me, and I would feel horrible if he was left without a ride because of me.” Launa poses.
Not being the least bit suspicious, The Mark replies. “It is no worry he can find his own way.”
“I insist we give him a ride, it would be unconscionable to me otherwise” she says with such direct eyes and tone that he is unable to consider any other alternative.
With that the three leave. The seemingly innocent surface conversations to the brother’s house revolve entirely around Launa learning just how close they actually are, what they had been through together, how much they mean to one another. But as soon as the brother was dropped off the reconnaissance is complete. Launa grabs The Mark by the hair and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Her hand reaches for his crotch and his for her breast.
After a brief feel she pulls her head away and orders, “Hurry up and drive.”
As he places the car in gear she undoes his pants, pulling his swollen cock out and into full view. It looks so very large next to her incredibly thin fingers. She slides her fingers across its surface with the inhumanly fluid and deliberate motion characteristic of all her actions. She then intentionally lets slide the most devilish of smiles. She knows this first glimpse at sincerity would most definitely be misinterpreted, and she likes the idea of knowing she has given it to him and he is incapable of acting on it. With that she drops her head into his lap and takes his throbbing member between her lips. The strong suck exhibited is paired with a gentle rocking of her head reminiscent of an intensely mellow song. It is pure sensuousness and elegance as only she is capable. Pulling into his driveway, she presses the tip of her tongue to his leaking hole so that the most artistic string of body fluids is drawn between them.
Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His button down shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. She is beautiful. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully unfastens The Mark’s belt and pants without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
She straddles his cock, gasping as it penetrates her. She rides him like a whirlwind. She is dancing upon his cock with all the fury and grace of tempest. Her fluid yet unpredictable flails are accented by her arms, and more particularly her nails that thrash in lovely successive motions. Catching his chest again and again, time after time her claws tear tiny lines in his skin. I know the sensation well; he is most certainly going to feel a great pain from the wounds later, but right now the delightful sting is just fuel for the entirety of the sensation that is to fuck Launa.
I have the slightest hint of jealousy but I know well the game; I know this is something I will suffer for the greater of the whole. I take some comfort in that I know her intimacy with him is not the same intimacy that she has with me. It is mimicry, an especially elaborate one but mimicry none the less. It is no secret between us however that she enjoys what she is doing. For her this isn’t just necessary foreplay; she is an actress that loves her character and loves her role. And why should I deny her that? There is too much love between us and too much happiness to be wrought through her play for me to get hung up such trivial sentimentality. Just as I know her every thought she also knows mine, so that is where the conflict ends and we accept it for what it is.
As his breaths become more belabored, Launa bears down. She digs her fingers into his chest, making handles for which she can grip. Her thrashing takes on a more regular pattern. Her hips roll forward and back on him like crashing waves. Her newfound rhythm hasn’t lost any passion; it is simply honing in to force his cum from him. The minor screams he has released up to this point don’t compare to those from his present state. As his cock begins pumping inside her he lets out the most guttural tone that he has likely ever released in his life. Throwing her head back, Launa joins him with the wail of siren. Together the cries create a melody in my ears; a harmonious clash of pleasure and pain. There couldn’t be a more satisfying tone.
She bites at his lip as she raises her hips from his still swollen cock. Sitting beside him, she first grazes his wounds with her fingers while tracing her way down to his prick. Her tongue then follows; not ignoring a single scratch, not one torn bit of flesh is left unattended. It stings him greatly but as he tries to cry out she drives two fingers into his mouth. He bites down on them trying to take the focus away from the pain of her tonguing his exposures. Her mouth finally reaches his still pulsing cock. With her mouth she delivers a short series of invaginations before standing to take in the sight of him.
“Stay just where you are.” She says as if he really had a choice. “I can show myself out.”
He is drained both physically and mentally. At the point of exhaustion, he was likely not even capable of thought. There was a rapid beat in his chest and a hard rising and falling, but his vacant face looked dead.
Replacing her gown on her lovely figure she coyly exclaims “I will see you soon.”
Phase two was complete but we were far from done. In fact our complex little game had just begun. It was now time to make another late night call: The brother’s house was the next destination of the night, and though no one would have ever thought it, he will be getting off easy. He is a peripheral, just an extension of The Mark as far as we are concerned. And we are far from done with The Mark.
Launa arrives with such a cool and collected manner that I admire in the face of my own eager anticipation. The brother, though quite surprised by his awakening, doesn’t take long before he invites Launa in; as if he ever had any choice.
“Hi…What’s going on? Is everything ok?” He asks upon opening the door.
“Couldn’t be better. I need to see you.” Launa replies with a smile that is so beatific yet so devious.
“Please come in.”
The scene unfolds with splendid duplicity. Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His night shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully tears his boxers without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
Like his brother, she straddles him, but this time without the same level of reserve. This fuck is much more violent, much less controlled. The tearing of her nails into his skin is much deeper, deep enough that it overshadows the normal pleasure he would be getting from his cock pierced in her delicious cunt. With a shocked scream he tries to throw her from him. Looking at the two one might guess it a simple task, but he finds himself unable. After all she is not just her, she is me, or at least has me in her. Her expressions of delight in his torment are now fully loosed; she knows he has reached a point from which he can’t return. She leaps from his cock, pinning his arms to the ground with her feet. She holds his head in her hands as she licks his face. Her extremely long, extremely thin features look inhuman perched as she is. She is like a praying mantis preparing to devour the head of her mate. And devour she does. She sinks her teeth into his flesh, again and again into his face and his throat. While not actually eating his flesh she is readily consuming the gushing blood. The whole while, her cunt is leaving streaks on his chest where her wetness is rubbing up against him. Her thumbs find his eyes and bury themselves entirely. His screams fade with his struggling. Thus concludes the scene, but not the plan for sensation.
Launa and I are now present at the funeral, and this is where we expect the pinnacle of the passion to be laid out. Death has such a way of binding people together by some sort of hyperactivity of our human emotions. Funerals are not for the dead after all, they are for the living, and we planned to drink it in heavily. Many of the speakers are too weak for my taste. Different people grieve in different ways but I find the caricature’s commonly expressed by many people to be particularly lame. Based on these obligatory speeches, one might conclude the deceased was a work of fiction created for a Sunday morning cartoon. This is not what we are here for.
But as The Mark begins to speak there is an instant surge within us. This is unmistakable true feeling. His unashamed weeping and deeply contorted face are just the physical manifestations of what is really going on inside. He is a wreck. He doesn’t describe his brother with the same silly clich?that many of the others used, instead he truly breaks down. He speech is a speech of personal loss; his reflection that he had lost a part of himself. There will never be anything to replace what he had spent his entire life building emotion into, and we are watching the culmination and explosion of those emotions. He has never been so far from his baseline; no orgasm, no pill, no line has ever made him feel anything remotely as powerful as what he feels right now. We feel so fortunate to experience this intensity vicariously through him. Even though our tag along emotions clearly pale to his, his emotions are so powerful that they still pull us into a much heightened state.
After the completion of the formalities we wish a single acknowledgment before we take our leave. Some part of the ego begs it of us. It just wouldn’t feel complete if we didn’t. Through the crowd Launa locks eyes with The Mark. She delivers an evil smile, and we disappear into the crowd.
Launa and I quickly find ourselves alone and we are quite ravenous. My hands grip her hair as she takes my face in hers. Our deep kisses foreshadow the more visceral acts to follow. I take her ass into my hands, spreading her cheeks as I bite into her neckline, breaking the skin. Her nails tear their way down my chest as she finds my erect cock. Her firm grip is so delightfully painful on my shaft. She returns the gesture of tearing into my neck with her teeth as she forces me inside of her. She claws at my back as I thrust inside of her with an absolute delight. Soon, she hooks her legs around me and throws her head back. Her hands dig into my collar so she can support herself. I watch as her small breast and exquisite nipples bounce in front of me. For an instant I feel at one. But I am suddenly overcome by a horrible shock.
It is Ellie. We were too cocky with The Mark and he knew the score. He had found her. He was at our house. I take off running at blinding speeds to get back. I am tearing through everything in my way, people and trees alike were thrashed aside as I cut my path to her. But he was going to have his time, I couldn’t stop that.
It seems he had been a very quick study, because he knew the value of vicarious harm and elaborate planning. Instead of directly harming Ellie he forces her to watch as he takes her spider. Knowing how much it means to her and her to me, he forces poison upon it. It stumbles about in obvious pain and disorientation. Ellie cries aloud, tears streaming from her face as she watches in horror at the suffering of her closest friend. As I run I too cry. Tears streak sideways on my face as I rush to meet them. After all her pain was my pain, I feel it every bit as real as if I were her.
I finally arrive and he is not in sight. Ellie is holding her spider in her hands wailing. I quickly kneel around her holding her as closely as I can. I love her so much and it pains me that she is so sad. We sit for minutes as I try to calm her. It then occurs to me that I can fix it. I can save her spider with the essence that runs between Launa and Ellie and me. I gently take the spider in my hands and place it to an open wound on my chest. The dying spider latches on to me. Just as I thought, my essence empowers it. It starts to come round much to the delight of both Ellie and I. We are so happy that we were able to save such a dear friend, but I know it is now time to bring our game to an end. The Mark has gone beyond the stage of being toyed with, I have to end him.
As soon as I am sure that Ellie is contented, I take off in search of The Mark with an insatiable fury. It has been to my peril that I had underestimated him once and foolishly I do it again. Once I have made great distance, scanning for him in my enraged state, he reveals himself again. He reveals himself through Ellie. He is still with her!
She cowers in terror of the menacing figure. Her spider now revived and wary attacks him. But its bite does something I didn’t expect and couldn’t have been more terrified by. It passes my essence on to him. I am now one with him, and through him have I never felt so much self loathing. I have harmed him and he knew it, and now he would hurt himself more than any man ever would just to get back at me. He grabbed Ellie, now fully prepared to take his own plan to the next phase. At that moment I lost my visual of them; I am too overwhelmed. I simply can’t bear to watch. Every time he hurts her it hurts himself, but the damage is magnified in me. I have never experienced the level of horror and impotence that I feel by not being able to help her. Though not seeing his actions, my heart is very much aware of every injury inflicted upon her.
When I finally break through the door, my face is stained with tears and stretched to immobility by my rage. He is standing over her, waiting, staring. She lies lifeless with her chest split open at his feet. Her tiny broken ribs are sticking out in various directions like steeples after an earthquake. Her sad face is still wet with tears and blood but her mouth is shut as in acceptance of her fate.
It only takes a second before I fly at him, smashing into the wall. He is much stronger than I would expect, I know it is because he is now part of me. We exchange punch after punch. The skin my knuckles quickly tear as they repeatedly find their way to his face. His fingers start to pierce my skin as if he will simply rip my entrails from me. In no time we are both quite ragged and bloody. In the end he can’t overpower me. On top of him I take his head into my hands and slam it to the floor. With every successive slam I am killing him, but I am also killing a part of me. I can feel his skull giving way. Each slam brings his choking and spiting head a bit closer to even with the floor. I continue until there isn’t enough left to pick up and his head is all but a pile of blood and goo.
My rage is soon sated, my enemy is no more. But he has hurt me; I have hurt me beyond repair. I once again kneel by Ellie. I cradle her head in my hands and press mine to hers. As I cry over my lovely little girl the sequence ends.
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When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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There was this amazingly hot boy that lived across the street from me, his name was Zack. I would sit in the living room of my parent’s house and stare out the window at him as he tossed the baseball around with his friend. That summer he played on a local team and it seemed like everyday he was outside in his tight white baseball pants tossing the ball around to get warmed up. Zach was 13 years old at the time and I was seventeen. He had the cutest little faint freckles on his face, big brown eyes, and blonde hair. He was around 5’5 and 120 lbs. I was 6’0 and 170 lbs; I was a built guy because I played football for my high school team.
I would watch as his ass pressed against those tight white pants when he made his pitches in the front yard and almost every time he came back up he would reach down and adjusts himself in his athletic cup. It was so hot watching this sexy boy play with himself. I would watch the flexing of his arm, the way his wrist broke after every pitch, and sit and fantasize about what I would do to this incredible boy.
One day I sat on my couch watching him play outside with his friend. It was a hot June afternoon, and he was outside in jean shorts with no shirt throwing a football. His Mom and Dad came out of the house with his two younger sisters and said that they were leaving. As they left Zack went into the house and sent his friend home because he had to get ready for a baseball game.
I saw my chance. It was only three o’clock and nobody really was home in my neighborhood. Zack’s parents were the only ones who worked from home, mostly kids were around and they were at the park down the street in the community pool. So I went for it. I walked around back and found the door unlocked. I could hear him upstairs and the shower running. I crept up the stairs and got to the bathroom door. It had one of those old fashion doors with the big key hole you could see through, so I knelt down and looked through. I could slightly see him through the frosted glass doors. I could see the outline of his body and soap running down his ass.
I felt my shorts tenting and adjusted myself. I looked in again to see the door opening and he stepped out in all his glory. The light made the water on his body glisten. I could see his limp boy cock sway as he walked to the hamper and grabbed his towel. I quietly stood up and walked to his room. I saw that he had already laid his baseball gear onto his bed. I picked up his cup and smelled the ball sweat of the hottest boy I had ever seen. I laid it back down and went into his closet. I looked through the blades on the door and waited for him.
A few minutes later he walked in with the towel wrapped around his boyish hips. As he shut the door he let the towel fall to the ground and he was walking around naked. I could see the amazing curve of his great ass. This boy was almost hairless, very little cock hair, and very thin leg hair which you really could see. As he walked around getting things together I became rock hard. My 7 inch cock was ready to bust of shorts, so I slid my pants boxers off I was now in the closet with only a shirt on which I took off. As he walked toward the bed and started to grab his underwear to put on I opened the door and quietly walked up behind him. I was inches from him standing there completely nude. He bent over to start putting his underwear on and his ass pushed into my dick causing it to poke at his hole. He quickly stood up and found only a fist that sent him sprawling on the bed. As he laid there unconscious I rolled him over to taste his tongue and made out with him with no help form his end. I tied his baseball shirt around his eyes and kissed him one last time. I started playing with his little boy package. He was limp when I took him in my mouth, rolling my tongue around his little head slurping on his dick. Then I staring lapping my tongue on his balls taking them into my mouth and sucking on them. He started getting hard so I started sucking him again. I moved up and down fast, sucking, slurping, and licking when he busted a load into my mouth. He started to come to as I sat up and kissed him letting some of his cum fall into his mouth. I sat up swallowing the rest. I rolled him over as he spat his cum onto the bed I had him bent over the bed with his knees on the floor. As I positioned myself on his ass I leaned over and licked up his wonderful tasting boy juice. I spit it on my hand and lubed up his asshole and my dick with his own cum.
As my dick became slippery I pushed it in as he started to resist. As my dick tore into his asshole I stopped leaned over him and whispered “If you fight me I will hurt you more, relax and it will all be over soon..”
I sat back up and pumped my cock in and out of his tight virgin hole. It slid in and out and it felt so good. He relaxed a little and I put my hands on his hips and pulled him back into me as I thrusted forward. I fucked him as he started to cry asking me “please stop, please stop.” But I didn’t. His cries only seemed to make me want him more. He whimpers and groaned with every thrust forward. I felt my balls ready to go and pushed in hard as I jizzed into his asshole. Shooting one, to, three, four ropes of salty white cum. Once I came down I pulled out and stuck my finger in his asshole pulling out some of my cum. I held it to his mouth and told him to suck my finger clean or he would regret it. Apprehensively he opened his mouth and I stuck my finger in. I took my finger out, stood up, got my clothes and left. I stole one last look as I exited seeing him bent over the bed.
When I got home I called the cops and told them I saw a prowler snooping around Zack’s house. When they showed up to take my statement I told them I didn’t recognize him but gave them a description. I gave them mine.
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A story about the year 7034, where nothing is the same
Michael wants clarity in their relationship.
This was inspired by some real life roleplay I’ve done. i’d like to make THIS happen, as I haven’t gotten this far and fantastic in real life(:
Please leave the nasty comments alone….
This is a change of pace from what type of stories that i have been writing