Teacher, Teacher chapter 12
This is the last chapter to the series. The teachers, Dawn and Sandy, and Julie are turned over to be entertainment for several student. All the while Cindy and Susan are being programmed.
This is the last chapter to the series. The teachers, Dawn and Sandy, and Julie are turned over to be entertainment for several student. All the while Cindy and Susan are being programmed.
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Hannah woke up to another warm, lazy day. The night before had been so hot, almost 90 degrees, and her air conditioner was broken, so she found herself, once again, grateful for living so far from everyone. She lived so far out in the Florida plains that, on days like this, it was absolutely okay for her to sleep and even walk around naked. Since she wasnât expecting anyone to show up around her house any time soon, she slipped out from under the thin sheet covering her slim figure and went to get ready to go outside. After raking a brush through her waist-length auburn curls and another across her teeth, she was ready to go out. On her way out of the door, she grabbed a trowel and a few bags of seeds.
As she stepped outside, she stopped and took a high breath, tasting the earth and sky. She could hear the cicadas buzzing, and almost taste honeysuckle on the breeze. Completely relaxed, not to mention naked, she bent down and went right to work. Burying her hands in the soft soil, she feels completely at ease. She doesnât even notice the young woman hiding amongst the tall grass.
Lorraine was her name, and she had been watching Hannah for quite some time now. She absolutely loved watching Hannah get on her knees, ass up, almost like she was presenting herself for her. But it was a confusing pleasure, her entire life she has never so much as looked at another woman, and it angered her to no end that this one big-breasted whore evoked such a response in her. What was so attractive about her?! Was it her full, heart-shaped ass? Or was it her DDD tits? Fuck, she didnât know. She just wanted her.
It was almost dusk by the time Hannah looked up from tending her garden. She wasnât finished yet, she still had at least seven more bulbs to plant, but that could wait until tomorrow. After all, she was only 22. She had all the time in the world. Or so she thought.
As Hannah was walking into her house, she tripped on the welcome mat. She ended up falling on her wrist, spraining that, and twisting her ankle. As she cried out in pain, Lorraine realized exactly what she wanted from this big-titted bitch.
Hannah was crying, she was in so much pain. She knew she couldnât walk because of her ankle, or crawl because of her wrist. Suddenly, a terrifying thought occurred to her: how was she going to get to the phone for help? She realized she was going to either have to drag herself to the kitchen or hope that someone would come along and help her. She knew that the chances of someone coming were slim to none, but the thought of dragging her naked body across a few yards of carpet was so daunting that she decided she should wait a while. In the meantime, she figured she might as well get comfortable. She tried rolling over, but it hurt so much she involuntarily let out a scream of pain and started crying harder. At that moment, Lorraine snapped. She got up and sprinted over to the helpless Hannah.
Hannah didnât even notice anyone was there until she felt a warm, slender hand on her shoulder. She started and tried to raise her hand to defend herself, but only succeeded in losing her already precarious balance and smacking her head on the floor. Her vision swam and she tried to moan and ask whoâs there, but her mouth remained slack. She could feel her unknown savior attempting to lift her, but then giving up upon realizing how heavy she is. In the end, her savior just ended up dragging her across the carpet. Somewhere in the back of Hannahâs mind she wondered why her savior is dragging her to the kitchen instead of just getting the phone. Her mind couldnât actually process the thought, however, as she just ended up blacking out.
She woke up in her own bed to the sound of crickets and a sore body. She groaned and almost tried to roll over, before remembering that she sprained an ankle and wrist. Thinking it would probably be better if she checked to see how they were doing first, she tried to lift her arms. Thatâs when she realized she was tied down. Hannah froze for an instant as her panic rose up in her chest. Before she could scream, however, she heard a wry chuckle right next to her head.
She got lost in her fear. She pulled on her restraints and screamed, lost in the panic of the moment. She was so scared, her brain couldnât register the pain from her abused limbs.*Smack!*
Her head snapped back from the force of the blow. She was so stunned, she stopped screaming immediately. Whoever was by her bed grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head around.
âI just want to make this very clear, you know how far out we are. You can scream as much as you like after I let your hair go, but you of all people know you will never, ever be heard.â Her once-thought savior growled in her ear. Hannah froze in confusion and shock. Up until this point, she assumed whoever was by her bed was a man, she assumed she was going to be raped and held hostage for weeks, maybe forever. But this was no man, this was a woman! In disbelief, Hannah opened her eyes, only to see a pair of beautiful hazel eyes draped in a long, golden mane staring at her.Maybe she just wants my money, Hannah thought, no, prayed, to herself, âplease donât hurt me, Iâll do whatever you want!â she added aloud*SMACK*
âFirst of all, I will hurt you if I DAMN well please you fucking bitchâ even with her face scrunched up in anger, this woman was captivating, Hannahâs jaw dropped and she felt herself get slightly aroused. Because of this, all Hannah could do is stare. That visibly angered Lorraine.*SMACK*
âDO YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY BITCH?!?!â
This snapped Hannah out of her reverie, âwhat do you want, I-Iâm sorry!!â she wailed. Her assaulter hesitated visibly, then got even angrier.
âI! DONâT! NEED! TO! TELL! A! CUNT! LIKE! YOU! WHAT! I! WANT! FUCK! YOU!â Each word was punctuated by a sharp slap, Lorraine wasnât even aiming by the end, migrating lower and lower with each slap. By the end of the sentence, Hannahâs milky white skin was a painful, glowing red and her soft, tender pussy was wetter than it had ever been.
It seemed Lorraine could tell Hannah was getting aroused by this, and this got her absolutely livid. Why the fuck wasnât she cowering?! This bitch needed to be taught a lesson! She looked around the room for anything that might suit her needs when her eyes fell upon something interesting. She quickly snatched it up.
âOpen your legs, cuntâ Lorraine ordered.
Hannah whimpered and shook her head. She could see what her attacker had in her hand.
âI SAID OPEN THEM!!â
With no other choice, Hannah slowly opened her legs. Lorraine decided after a split second that she wasnât quick enough and forced open her thighs. Upon doing this, Lorraine got a full view of Hannahâs glistening, twitching pussy. She couldnât help but get aroused, and this made her angrier. She gripped what she had taken off her victimâs desk and held her legs open.
âYou know what I have in my hand.â This wasnât a question, it was a statement of fact.
Hannah nodded silently.
âYou know what Iâm going to do with it.â Another fact.
Hannah cried harder, but nodded again.
Lorraine smiled at the pain she was causing.
Suddenly, she rammed the fat dildo up Hannahâs pink pussy to the hilt.
Hannah screamed, and Lorraine launched herself across her body and grabbed her throat with her nails. Hannahâs face went red as she struggled to breathe. Meanwhile, Lorraine was pumping the dildo in and out of her cunt with a vengeance. She was so angry at what Hannah was doing to her! How DARE this bitch arouse her like this! How dare this bitch lay under her, tied up and crying, moaning and coughing while she gets her cunt fucked by her own dildo. How dare this bitch make her grind up against her stomach! How dare her make her want to cum!!
Before Lorraine realized it, she was cumming. Just the look on Hannahâs face, the look of such fear and pain, made Lorraineâs pussy explode in ecstasy. This was the best cum of her life, why had she not done this sooner? It went on for ages, it seemed like. Eventually, Lorraine realized Hannah wasnât screaming anymore. Those screams where her! She looked down at the body underneath her, and saw Hannahâs eyes rolling to the back of her head. Panicked, she pushed herself off of Hannah and leaned in to listen for breath. She seemed fine, but then why did she look like that? Lorraine looked down at Hannahâs crotch and saw why.
Hannah had cum. She had squirted all over Lorraineâs hands and stomach. Lorraine was appalled. How could someone cum from such abuse? Hannah looked so damn happy right then. Lorraine felt her rage subside. She finally knew what she wanted from this girl. Smiling gently, she leaned down, pulled the dildo from the poor girlâs abused pussy, and started tenderly licking it. It tasted so sweet, like cream.
Lorraine cleaned up all the cum off Hannahâs thighs and lips, then let her tongue flick over her stiff clit. She heard Hannah moan lightly, and licked again. Soon, Hannah was panting and arching her back while Lorraine sucked and flicked all around her clit. With one final suck, she had Hannah screaming and cumming all over her face. Once she felt the orgasm subside, she gently sat up and lay back across her woman.
Ever so gently, Lorraine pressed her lips against Hannahâs, as if she were afraid she might break the poor, abused woman beneath her. That all changed when Hannah slipped her tongue into Lorraineâs mouth and sealed the kiss.
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Ron, jealous of Harry’s successes sees red.
Kerillian and her team are tracking down some monsters to their lair.
She has decided to scout ahead…
Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.
All works of fiction. No ages mentioned so make what assumptions you want. Happy belated Halloween.
âBrian!â Paula practically screamed at me up the stairs. I had taken apparently to long getting dressed for school, and it did not suit her days plans. This by the way would be fucking whatever Man she could find to get some money from. As I started down the stairs my mother stared at my 6 foot figure as I emerged fully clad in my normal school attire of a loose fitting tee with jeans and my black boots. âWhat the hell is wrong with youâ, she asked with irritation in her voice,â you are going to make me late.â For what I thought your next fuck, I just shrugged off her next few angry rants while examining myself in the mirror next to our door, my jet black hair hung over my forehead, my 145 pound body, and my barely noticeable, in my loose jeans, 8 inch cock. As I came to, my mom was just finishing her ranting and we headed out the door.
Upon my arrival to school, like any other day I got breakfast and sat at my table. Sitting there was my close group of friends, Adrian, Julie, Kaylin, Brandon, and Jackson. We all looked and dressed the same, Julie was a 5â8 girl with a rather small B cup that did not fit her figure, she had brown hair with unnatural looking blonde streaks through it, she dated Adrian for around a few months now, so was rather new to the group. I had no interest in her, for two reasons, anyone my friends date turn into a no go, and she was sort of gothic. Adrian was the same build as me, give or take a few numbers, with slightly longer hair that exceeded his eyes. Brandon was our ginger, as we called him, he had hair that went down to around upper back and was around 6â5, tall for a ginger. Jackson was our random token black friend, he was a typical, or racist view of one, black person, weird greasy hair, and puffy lips and was very tall and skinny, easily taller than Brandon. Last but not least was Kaylin, She was just a few inches below me in height and was not one of those extremely skinny fuck once and they break girls, she was proportioned in all the right places and had long almost never ending blonde hair. Her most attractive feature, for most people were her D tits, but I always liked her for more than that, she always dated some douchebag.
After breakfast I started my routine day, started off with me and Adrian in Digital Electronics, Taught by Mr. Albridge. We literally did nothing in that class as it was so easy, I instead directed all my attention, and my growing boner to a girl behind me named Collette Jolson, she could not see me because of the massive over used dinosaur computers, but as she always wore a skirt I could see under the long tables which the computers sat. I saw some white lace panties, which made me twitch in my jeans; seeing my stares Adrian proceeded to badger me and say abnormally loud, âWell Brian what are you staring at,â this action solicited a quick leg closing from Collette and my disapproval towards Adrian. Who found the reaction on my face to be hilarious, next I had Psychology, which is where our story begins surprisingly.
Upon my arrival to psychology, I was greeted by a funny man wearing glasses and pocket protector. At the start of the lecture my teacher, Miss. Grooms, a stunning beauty with the features of an 18 year old although she was 30, said that today was a special day. We have a guest speaker, a local researcher for the university who specialized in psychology and was a Neurologist. He proceeded to lecture about what he called the âLimits of the Human Mindâ, he stated that although consciously we have only ten percent of our brains use, when asleep, our minds can more than quintuple in capacity. As he droned on about how his theories base that so called âdĂ©jĂ vuâ could be the mind predicting the future somehow thorough the connections to both the world and the universe. I found myself falling asleep as he was talking about the stages of sleep in which the mind is both conscious and un-conscious and we can access a hundred percent of it. At that point he decided to show an experiment in which he would put the class in a trance like state produced by endorphins in the blood stream when he stimulates the mind with a melody like tone. After he passed out the earplugs he explained that, we were all to wear them because direct listening to the tone can put a person un-conscious for a while. When he prompted us to put them in, all the students were putting them in except me in the back of the class dead to the world. As he started the music I drifted off to sleep, I soon found myself on a bridge of some sort, as I began walking; information was passing me by as if I was in a computer. As I kept walking I noticed the information getting faster and lengthier. The wind off the information hit me like waves of the sea, knocking me back and forth. As I did not notice the information seemed to be going at a rate I could not imagine, and the waves turned to showers of solid steel hitting me with full force. All of a sudden I was in a dark room; I heard voices in the background and a far off yelling. As I moved towards the yelling it was turned into a high pitched scream. Coming to I found myself on the floor of the classroom, the music had stopped and blood was on my hands, and seeping from my ear.
I went out again, only to awake in the nurses office, my mother sitting in a chair without expression. I had apparently been sleeping with my hands supporting my head and a pencil in one hand, when I slipped from my hand the pencil pierced my upper earlobe. I had one hell of a headache and just wanted them to stop asking questions, when all of a sudden, I slapped my hands over my ears and everything stopped, and I heard nothing. When I looked up I saw that the nurse had stopped mid-sentence, her mouth still open, my mother had stopped while getting up and was stuck in an awkward sort of bent over position. At first I thought I was out again and was having a dream, but upon realization of my senses intact I realized this could not be a dream. I stood up and walked slowly around the room examining objects, my mother half up, a drop of water falling from a leaky sink, but most of all the rather hot 23 year old nurse staring at my old position at which I was sitting. I noticed her c cup breasts in a thin fabric dress that was stark white; you could see her nipples were hard in the cold room of the nurseâs office. I decided that if this is a dream, I may as well enjoy it. As I reached for a breast it was warm to the touch, I felt myself get hard almost instantly as I began to grope it and reach for the other, they were soft yet firm through the fabric. I began to unbutton the buttons leading down her torso, only to reveal a pink lacy bra adorned with a white bow in the center. As I unbuttoned further I found a matching pair of pick pantie-thongs. When all was unbuttoned the dress fell to the floor, I then proceeded to unhook her bra in the back to let it fall onto the floor with the dress, her breasts were perfect in every way, they werenât my first to see by any means, but were the most beautiful, I felt each one and decided to get into a more comfortable position so I moved her over to the bed and sat her down. She had very small pink areolas and eraser sized nipples that were indeed hard. At this point I could not take it anymore and began to unzip my jeans to reveal my straining boner. I decided to waste no time and began to rub my boner in between her tits slowly while applying some soap from the nearby sink. As I felt a familiar churning I stopped immediately realizing I had not even got to the real prize. As I sank to my knees I laid her back on the bed and spread her legs. I sniffed her womanhood through her panties and was intoxicated by the aroma. Wanting to waste no time as I did not want this dream to end, I reached for a pair of scissors on the desk next to us, I cut up her panties at the waist and removed them, to see a perfectly shaven pussy the would bring a tear to any manâs eye, and it almost did. As I took my fingers and spread it I saw the pinkest pussy that ever did exist, I stuck my tongue out and my mouth was filled with the sweetest taste ever, it was also tangy in a good way and I could not restrain myself as I delved into her depths in search of treasure. After a few seconds of oral, I stuck a finger in and to my surprise I found a hymen, sitting in there untouched. I decided to help her with that, I got to my feet and lined up my dick, I dove in as hard as I could and burst through her vaginal barrier like wet toilet paper, I found myself experiencing the most pleasurable thing that I have ever experienced in my life, I slowly started to build up motion and getting used to this supreme tightness that was her pussy. I bent over at the same time and started to suck her nipples into my mouth. As I felt I would not last much longer I decided to pull out and try out her mouth, I forced myself down her throat with all the strength I could muster and came instantly shooting deep into her throat, at this point I was completely motionless, having experienced the best orgasm of my life. I realized that whatever left my touch or my body stayed motionless as I peered into her mouth and saw cum floating there. I got dressed and dressed her as well but left her bra and panties in my backpack next to my mom. I sat down in my only position and realized I had no idea how to start up time again, I decided to think back to when it stopped and remembered I had a headache and clasped my hands over my head, I then undid the nurses dress just enough to reveal her left breast to me and clapped my hands over my head. Time started and the nurse stopped her questions as the cum shot down her throat, and my mother stood all the way up. The nurse had a look of disgust on her face at the taste. She turned to the sink to go wash her mouth out and my mother spied her breast hanging out. She then proceeded to tell her and she ran out of the room with a look of severe embarrassment. My mother then proceeded to badger me over that she had to leave her âappointmentâ to come here. I had been given permission to go home and she decided to take me, in the car I thought quietly to myself as I figured that tomorrow was going to be a new day.
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The Bisexual Romance of Two young Girls
Be careful what you wish for
Coming to terms with being a human Cow
Dogged
Ginny was alone. No-one else was at home in no. 12 Grimauld Place. Everyone had gone on a long trip to Finland, she was unsure why, but they had decided she was to young at 13 to go with them. She had hated the idea at first, but staying with Sirius wasnât that bad, and she got most of the day to herself. This was just the way she liked it. Silently she got up from her book, and out of her slightly dusty bed. Completely naked, she headed to her door and pushed it open. This was one of Ginnyâs favourite things. When she was on her own, she could walk around as innocently as she wanted. She turned, and started to descend the stairs. As she opened the door to the drawing room, (her favourite room to masturbate in) and sat daintily in the large, plush velvet armchair. Then she reached down behind the seat cushion and pulled out a short cylinder, rounded at one end. She had once been walking past the drawing room when she had heard the vibrations and had peeped in through the keyhole. To her shock, she had seen Hermione using the vibrator to bring herself to a screaming orgasm. Then she had watched carefully where she had left the vibrator and hurried away before she was caught.
âCastro!â she commanded, and it started to vibrate. The buzzing was surprisingly loud in the silent household. Then she lowered it and started to massage her cherry tits. When they where perky and erect, she moved the humming cylinder to her clit. Still being very much a virgin, she just rubbed her g-spot till it brought her to a screaming orgasm.
She collapsed into the chair, and tried to calm her legs, which felt like they had been jelly-legs jinxed at the force of her orgasm. She slowed down her breathing, and passed out…
…She awoke to the sound of a growl. She looked around, and spotted a large black mongrel by her feet. She let out a sigh of relief.
âThank god itâs you Siriusâ she sighed. âI was worried someone had got inâ. The dog transformed as she spoke, becoming a tall man with scraggily black hair and a scar across his chest. He was also completely naked.
âDonât worry, were not going to be invadedâ he said. His voice was horse, and throaty, and had an air of menace âWhich is more than can be said for you, Ginny my dear.â
âWhat do you mean?â Ginny asked, a hint of fear in her voice now.
âWhat I mean, BITCH,â Ginny shrank back âis that I havenât taken a woman in over fifteen years, and you are in front of me with pussy juice running down your leg, and you expect me to just walk away! I donât think so lass!â With a roar, he reached down, grabbed Ginny with both hands, and picked her up. He spun her so that her ass and pussy where pointing to him, and put her down in the chair. Then he tore open his trousers to reveal a throbbing cock, at least 10 inches long, and stated to rub it up and down her slit. He precum was getting smeared all over her untouched pussy lips, her asshole and her tingling clit. Ginny was horrified.
âBut, I’m a v-v-virgin!â shouted through her sobs.
âAll the better!â Sirius said with an evil grin, and shoved his cock deep into her waiting pussy. Ginny screamed, a high pitched scream witch turned into a moan. Sirius drew out his cock and rammed it home again. Ginny and Sirius both new that by now her hymen was well and truly torn, and Sirius began to thrust, faster and faster. Midway through the storm of pain and unwanted pleasure, Ginny noticed a change. The body pinning her down was becoming hairier, the pounding cock becoming wider, and she realised that Siriusâs fucking was causing him to change mid-fuck. Then she was being fucked by a massive black mongrel, and screaming all the louder. This was wrong! She thought, itâs against nature. And yet it was still happening, she was being doggy-fucked by a dog. Now he was changing again, becoming human once more. He stood, and she felt herself being lifted off the floor, skewered on his monster of a cock. She felt his hands and gravity pulling her down, pushing her down so far on his cock that she thought it might tear through into her chest. Then his hands were all over her, pulling on her small teenage breasts and pinching her nipples. He flung her back onto the chair, and then he was out of her pussy and spinning her over. She was at a loss, till the first gush of cum hit her in the face. This was followed by more and more jets, blasting her with fifteen years worth of stored up cum, a mix of human and dog. He forced her mouth open, and shot several spurts down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow, and by the end she was gagging on his salty cream, and her eyes were stuck shut. It was dripping off her all over the place, and she could even feel that at some point he had blasted some up her ass. She could feel streams of it pouring out of all her holes. Then Sirius picked her up, and carried her upstairs, into a room she hadnât been in before. He sat her up against a wall and then walked out. Just before he closed her in, he called back
âNo one is due here for at least another three or four months fire crotch. I get the feeling were going to have lots of funâ then the door clanged shut.
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One hundred years after the zombie apocalypse ravaged a globe, a man of unspeakable evil seeks to drown all of creation in horror.
Why is it mothers always seem to look so good but the law says “NO”.
Mum is 47, 5’10” with dyed blonde hair to cover some grey. She has that motherly look about her; juicy tits and an ample backside.
I had been turned on by her curves since i was about 11 and now at 20 still at home but with some experience all i thought about was what i wanted to do to her. Touching her; groping her breasts and arse, i was obsessed. Even when nailing my girl my mind was on mums tits in my hands, i was starting to worry that i’d scream out “mum” whilst unloading.
With the twisted mind i’m blest with i came up with a suitably twisted plan.
Once a month she went out drinking with friends and they all met at our house to gossip and stuff before going, next time was about a week away so my preparations began in earnest.
Friday night came and at about 7 they started to arrive and the wine was flowing and the noise levels were deafening, like schoolgirls screeching. They normally leave between 8:30 and 9 so this was when my plan had to swing into effect.
I went into the living room and asked the ladies if they’d like another glass before they went, the cry was yeahhhh!!!. In the kitchen i poured out the wine and slipped a little something in her drink. then took them in to the ladies and they drank them down pretty quick so as to get going.
The plan in action i sat back turned on the telly and waited.
An hour later the doorbell sounded and i got up and looked out of the window to see two of mums friends waving at me, i opened the door and they explained that mum wasn’t feeling to good and could i give them a hand bringing her in from the cab. I duely obliged and we put her in the living room on the sofa, they asked if i would be ok with her and obviously i said yes. I showed them to the door thanked them and told them i’d have her call them tomorrow.
Once they left i strolled back into living room and asked mum if she was alright, she mumbled something about bed, i said i’ll take you up in a bit.
I sat down for half an hour watching telly before i said anything else, then i got up and went to the toilet. On the way back i “accidentally” fell onto her but there wasn’t even a movement.
Suddenly i felt nervous; my heart pounding at the thought of what was about to take place, i had hours to act out every fantasy i’d ever had. I just stood there for minute staring at her, then stroked her face moving down her neck to her upper chest, she was wearing a low cut black top showing a small amount of cleavage, and a black skirt cut just above the knee. Her high heeled boots coming up above her calves, she looked better than ever all dolled up. As i stroked her skin goosepimples appeared, i put my left hand under her right breast and felt the weight of it in my hand, i slowly closed my hand clasping it, my heart racing. I moved behind the sofa and leaned over her groping both breasts and gently brushed my cheek against hers, i moved round and sat down beside her, i pushed her skirt up bit and opened her legs gripping the inside of her thigh, fully clothed it was hard to do anything so i laid her out on the sofa.
I slid the straps of her top down her arms pulling the top down to her waist exposing her, i unzipped her skirt and shuffled it off(oh fuck she’s commando), there she laid in nothing but her boots, my cock was like steel, it had to be released.
I took my clothes off as quickly as i could, i turned mum onto her stomach and then pulled her arse cheeks apart then proceeded to lick the outer cheeks to moisten the area moving inwards flicking her anus gently expecting a reaction, not a murmur. I slobbered all over her licking and sucking her till she was soaking, i spread spit around my cock and mounted her slapping it between her cheeks then slid it back and forth, i could feel her rectum rub on the bottom of my shaft trying my best not to ram it in, i reached under her to hold her tits as i wanked myself with her butt cheeks, as i felt her hard nips in the palms of my hands i got a bit overexcited and a couple of my 9 slipped into her pussy, it was like an oven in there, and tighter than expected. I gave a couple of shallow strokes but this was to much, i quickly pulled out and spunked a bucket full over her cheeks and holes not wanting to cum inside her(to much explaining to do in the morning). I was gutted, my cock flopped and all i could do was rub my spunk into her.
I turned her over then went and got a drink, i had a think and then carried her up to her bed covering her with a blanket and returned to watch tv.
Half an hour past and i thought i must be ready for round two and so i was, i could feel that tingle. I rushed up to her and whipped off the blanket, buck naked i layed down next to her and turned her onto her side so we could spoon, my steel poking the gap in her legs. I slid my left arm under her to grope her tit, i lifted her butt cheek and felt she was still moist. I wanked my cock again whilst holding her tight, i put my thumb on her arsehole and it gave with ease, i replaced it with the head of my fatboy and put both hands around her tits and slowly bit by bit tried to get as deep as possible. I lifted her cheek and stuck a couple of fingers in her cunt at the same time bringing them out to her arsehole from time to time to keep it wet.
I needed to get full deep penetration, i pushed her over face down keeping my cock in her and held her arms by her side, i lifted up and out of her, and saw her anus stayed open for me, i pushed hard with my cock and spread her legs with mine at the same time, plunging in up to the hilt slapping my nuts on her minge, i pulled out and rammed it into her cunt closed her legs and straddled her, i grabbed her arms and used them as leverage to fuck as hard as i could arching her back as i pulled. It felt like the bucking bronco ride, i pounded the cunt out of her.
I turned her over and put her legs on my shoulders lifting her bum so my cock sat at her arsehole, straight in it went opening her pussy on every inward thrust. I pinned her legs toward her tits holding the heels of her boots raising her holes for good access, the tightness of her arsehole the smell of her leather boots coupled with the sight of her tits wobbling took me to the edge quicker than i’d imagined and before i could do anything about it my cock swelled and spunk shot into her bumhole, and seeped back past my cock and nearly onto her bed, i caught it and rubbed it into her pussyhole and onto her tits. I collapsed on top of her and rolled off exhausted.
I moved up to mums head and opened her mouth putting my semihard cock in, i stroked it across her tongue closing her lips around the shaft and cleaned myself with her tasty lips. Even semihard i got it down her throat with each thrust, i then shot some left over cum down there for good measure. Its an odd sensation to fuck her mouth without response but strangely satisfying.
I layed next to her for a while and then thought i had better do my best to clean her up and did. I put her clothes back on and took her boots off leaving her on her bed covered by the blanket.
When morning came she didn’t let on that she had any idea what had happened and just kept on about how rough she felt.
Here’s hoping it’s only her head she was talking about.
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As she walked down the dimly lit street , looking for a phone booth, she regretted driving through this seedy neighborhood. How was she to know that her car would break down, and her cell would have no signal? The hour was late, so all of the store fronts were dark, bars on the windows to keep out the undesirables who wandered here at night. She felt a chill as a toothless old drunk eyed her scantily clad body and she wished that she had not chosen such a short dress to wear to the party tonight. The black clingy material barely covered her panties and she shivered crossing her arms over the low cut bodice.
Finally she glimpsed a phone booth the next block over. She prayed it would work, quickening her pace and keeping her eyes straight ahead, afraid to look at any of the men who occupied the mostly deserted street. Almost to her destination, a big man stepped out from between two buildings, blocking her path. Her heart stopped in her chest and she froze, taking in his huge frame, muscles bulging from his too tight shirt. She let out a small squeak, eyes wide, feeling like an antelope in the eyes of a hungry lion. She turned to run, but her heels tripped her up, and her reached out one big arm, easily snaring her.
He pulled her between the buildings and into a dark alley, roughly shoving her against the wall. His giant hands roamed her body as he leered at her saying, “Look what I found, a little slut. Dressed like that you’re just asking for it baby, and I’m going to give it to you, and then some.”
She could feel a scream locked in her throat, but knew that no help would come in this evil place, so she decided to let him have his way with her, hoping that he would let her live after wards. He roughly pushed her dress up over her body, revealing her black lacy panties and her naked breasts. His fingers toyed with her nipples, which hardened in spite of her fear. She felt him reach down and brutally rip her delicate underwear off, exposing all of her treasures now for his probing examination.
His hand went between her legs rubbing her little nub, and sending shock waves through her. Her traitorous body responded, and she pressed her now damp pussy against his invading hand, letting a small moan escape her lips. She heard a catcall and turned her head, mortified that they had drawn a small audience of homeless men. She recognized the drunk, who had his dick out of his pants and was slowly stroking it as he watched her molestation.
She felt the man’s fingers working in and out of her now heated cunt as he continued to manipulate her throbbing clit with his thumb, and she shuddered, soaking his hand with her cum. ” Yeah I knew you were dying for it you little whore.” The man said, as he roughly turned her, shoving her face first into the wall. She heard as he unzipped his pants, and soon felt him rubbing the head of his enormous cock up and down her dripping slit. He gripped her hips in his huge hands and ruthlessly slammed into her, causing the scream she had been holding in to rip out of her throat.
This just caused him to fuck her harder, ramming himself deep into her tight little hole.
Over and over he mercilessly punished her hot, moist cunt, driving into her forcefully and grunting like an animal. She found herself moving her hips, now hungry with an aching urgency, backing up onto his unrelenting dick. He plunged his thumb into her ass and she screamed again as her body was wracked with wave after wave, the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced.
She felt him pull out of her battered hole and he shoved her to her knees.Ordering her to clean her mess off of his still rock hard dick. She wrapped her little mouth around his pole, sucking and licking her own juices as his hands wrapped in her hair. He slowly fucked her face, telling her what a good little slut she was.Her mouth was stretched wide, tears running down her face, as he gagged her with his dick.
She was horrified when she heard him call the old man over, telling him to finger her already abused pussy. The old man smiled with glee as he toyed with her clit, his other hand still busily working his own member. She was even more ashamed as she felt her body responding again. His fingers artfully caressed her tingling clit sending shivers of desire and revulsion through her small frame. He pressed his face against her slit, siding his tongue into her dripping hole. She was shocked when she felt him move his face higher, flicking his tongue across her asshole and plunging his fingers into her soaked cunt, his thumb still frigging her now electrified clit. Against her will she came yet again, and the old drunk was delighted to lick her juices off of his dirty fingers before he sighed and shot his load on the ground behind her.
She felt her assailant go rigid as he spurted load after load of hot cum into her mouth. He stroked her hair then, telling her what an excellent job she had done. She gratefully rose on shaky legs, pulling her dress down over her sweat soaked body. He picked her up then and her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him deeply. A small smile played across her face as they walked back to the car together. Her master always had the best ideas.
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