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Elaine’s ride

This story starts out slow but in the end is where all the magic happens i don’t know if i can do another one to follow this one because this story took forever to finish.

The Way it is Now.CH7

She uses the damp towels to clean her smeared secretions from both the expansive closet floor and her bedroom. While moping up the evidence of what amounted to the best sexual encounters shes had in the three and a half years since her mother so thoughtfully sold her virginity

She and He

She/He
She stood outside his door, shivering from the cold and the light drizzle. She didn’t know why she had come here; at least she hadn’t quite figured it out yet.
With trembling fingers she reached up and pressed the doorbell, almost jumping back at the sound breaking the silence of the moment. When he opened the door it was made clear what was going to happen. Shorts hung low, seductive pose against the door jamb.
Somehow she made it across the threshold, his hand at her back. Her bag and shoes were discarded moments after entering.
She was nervous; it had been years, if she wanted to count them, since she had been with a man. Yet it didn’t seem to faze him, or if it did he didn’t show it.
She trusted him; she knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. Yet, as she sat down she could only manage a few words as they talked. There wasn’t much conversation to be had anyway.
He must have realized that sex wasn’t going to happen instantly, so he suggested a game of truth or dare, hoping to loosen her up. He lounged on the floor, and she could imagine the feeling of carpet fibers on his bare back. She sat cross-legged beside his head.
‘He has beautiful eyes,’ she allowed herself to think for a moment, but then quickly shook the thought out of her head. This was no time for romantic thoughts. There was nothing romantic about this at all, so the less she thought about it, the better off she’d be in the morning. ‘We’re just going to fuck,’ she thought. Yes, if she repeated that over and over and if she believed it, she would be okay. Somewhat.
She provided the catalytic event of the evening by daring him to strip. He was already hard, as she figured he would be. Gorgeous from head to toe; not skinny, not too buff, but perfect.
‘No,’ she thought again. ‘Mustn’t get confused.’
There wasn’t any confusion a short time later when he dared her to give him a blow job, which she was happy to provide. Before she knew it, she was on her knees before him; his legs spread wide, his hard cock in her mouth. She relished the feeling after all these years and his moans of approval made her happy. She established a rhythm easily, feeling his hand rest on the back of her head, fingers running through her hair, encouraging her.
She allowed herself one indulgence, one moment of sentiment in this undecidedly unromantic encounter. She looked up at him, hesitating for a moment, peering at hi, under her eyelashes. Once she ascertained that his eyes were closed, she trusted herself to inspect him that much closer. Through her ministrations she began her tour at the top of his head, his hair clipped short, almost to the point of being shaved off. She continued downward, watching the way his eyelashes fluttered against his cheekbones. His jaw was strong, and his neck curved pleasingly into his shoulders. She noted with some interest the birthmark on his chest. Continuing to keep her rhythm, she ran her hands down his chest, feeling his stomach muscles tighten the further she went. She dared to look at his face again, only this time his eyes were open. He was smiling at her running his thumb across her cheek, feeling himself inside her. He sighed as she continued, but soon pulled her up.
She straddled him feeling him through the clothes she still had on as he kissed her, his tongue making quick work of turning her insides to jelly, ridding her of her top and bra. She took no notice of where they landed; though she had a feeling she would regret that later. Her breasts now free, he took the liberty of exploring them, delighting in the arch of her back as he worked a nipple between his teeth. One hand was on her back, the other trying to work the button on her pants. She stood for a moment, shedding the remainder of her clothes, and then straddled him again; skin against skin. The sensation overwhelmed her and she ached to have him inside her.
He laid her down on the couch and she spread her legs to make room for him. He kissed her neck, gently nipping here and there. He worked his way down, lavishing more attention on her breasts. He tweaked her nipples with his nimble fingers as he continued to kiss down her body. She knew what was coming but that still didn’t prepare her for the sensation that came once his mouth made contact with her pussy. Her hips bucked and he used one hand to steady her. With the other hand He slowly slid two fingers inside of her, delighting in how slick and tight she was. He worked his fingers in and out, building a rhythm while still licking at her clit.
Before she knew it she could feel the orgasm building inside of her. This is what she had been missing. Masturbation was good but it could only take her so far. She missed the caress of a man who knew what he was doing. She thrust her hips forward, wanting to get as close to him as possible. He sped up his rhythm, his tongue continually flicking against her clit. She was close, she was so close. One hand was gripping the couch beneath her, the other was grabbing at his shoulder.
“I’m so close,” she choked out, marveling at the fact that she could talk at all. “I’m going to come.” She moaned, gripping his shoulder even tighter as her orgasm washed over her body. Every muscle in her body contracted and she thrust toward him again. He continued to work her clit through her orgasm and for her it was utter bliss. The wave of feeling that rolled over her was unbelievable. She couldn’t control anything, her voice, her muscles, her body; nothing. The waves subsided and she tried to relax her body. She loosened the grip that she had on his shoulder and he looked up at her and smiled.
“Good?” he asked.
“Fantastic,” she said. Her voice sounded weird, her mouth was dry.
He pulled her up into a sitting position and she straddled him once more. He stood and she wrapped her legs around him. With no words he headed towards the bedroom, kissing her. She could taste herself on him, which had never happened before. His tongue invaded her mouth and she ran her hand down his back.
They finally made it into the bedroom where they collapsed on the bed. His hand caressed her breast and down her body. He slid a finger into her pussy and found her to be wet and ready. Her hand explored his body and found his cock. She ran her hand the length of it, pleased to hear him moan. He reached past her into the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He sat back on his legs and unwrapped it. She pumped his cock a few more times and then he slipped the condom on. She was nervous about his size, the last man she slept with wasn’t nearly half the man he was, and she worried that it was going to hurt. She knew that she just needed to relax and everything would be fine. She repeated that mantra to herself over and over as he positioned himself at the entrance to her pussy.
She had scooted to the top of the bed, propping herself up on the pillows there. She spread her legs a little more and he slowly eased his hard cock into her pussy.
“Oh fuck that feels good,” she moaned as his entire length entered her.
He grabbed her legs and put them up over his shoulders, allowing his cock to go even deeper. His hands gripped her thighs as he thrust his cock into her pussy.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight,” he said. He reached up and began tweaking one of her nipples. “It feels so good.”
The sensation of him playing with her nipples and fucking her pussy was almost more than she could take. She ran her nails down him chest and she knew she left marks. Hopefully they wouldn’t hurt too much the next morning.
He leaned down and kissed her again and she felt herself getting lost in the moment.
‘No,” she told herself. ‘No, this isn’t romantic, this is just sex.’
“Fuck me harder,” she said, trying to keep her mind on the right track.
He moaned appreciatively and sped his rhythm up.
“Hang on.” he said a few moments later. He slid his cock out of her pussy and she whimpered at the loss. “Just a minute,” he promised. He rolled her over and pulled her torso up so that her ass was in the air. He ran his hands over her ass and slid his cock back into her pussy.
“Oh fuck yes,” she said happily, delighting in the new sensation. “That feels so good.”
He rested his hands on her hips and thrust hard into her pussy. She was able to reach down and rub her clit as her worked her. He ran a hand over her ass again, raised it, and gave her ass a hard slap.
“Fuck!” The slap had startled her, but it felt good. “Do it again,” she begged.
He raised his hand and smacked her again. He ran a hand through her hair and pulled, angling her head back.
“Does that feel good?” he asked. “Do you like that?”
“Oh yeah,” she moaned.
“You want me to do it again?” he whispered in her ear, continuing to thrust hard into her pussy.
“Yes, please.”
“Beg for it,” he said, pulling her hair harder.
“Oh fuck, please smack my ass again.”
He kept slamming his cock into her as he smacked her ass again. They established a good rhythm and he smacked her ass occasionally.
“I’m going to come,” he said a few minutes later, pumping her pussy hard. “I want to come on you.”
“Where?”
“On your tits,” he said, thrusting faster.
A few moments later he slid his cock out of her and she flipped over on to her back and he tore the condom off his cock.
“Come on me baby,” she said, allowing herself one slip. He continued to pump his cock. “Come on my tits.”
“Fuck yes,” he choked out just before her came. His orgasm took over his body and his load came pulsating out, all over her tits. She fingered her clit until she came, her orgasm rocking her body.
In the afterglow, he reached for a towel that was beside his bed. He wiped her chest off for her, tossed the towel back on the ground, and lay down beside her. He kissed her slowly, his thumb caressing her cheek.
“You want to stay?” he asked.
She debated internally for a few moments. She knew that she should go, that was the smart thing to do, but when he looked at her with those eyes, she caved.
“Sure.”
He smiled and pulled the covers up over them both, pulling her towards him.

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His Hands

(my first time out here. Please be patient. Was watching a lot of vampire movies.. LOL)
I dream of his hands holding mine, but mostly I dream of his hands on my body, stroking and caressing my throat.
That sharp, metal, nail, dragging, ever, so, slowly, across my jugular vein, and down my neck, towards the valley of my collar bone. I can almost feel it now, as it slips diagonally past my tattoo, and traces an invisible line across my chest, mounting the hills of my breasts with slow precision. I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as he whispers into my ear. I canā€™t understand what he says as he speaks in a language I suspect might be Latin. His right arm holds me against his body tightly restraining me. I know I should run, but I canā€™t make my self move. His voice is so calming, so relaxing. I want to listen to him whisper all day, all night if he wants to. My knees go weak, and he laughs, such a hearty laugh, shouldnā€™t we all be laughing? His right thumb strokes the bottom of my left breast as he shifts my weight against himself. I can hear his smile as I gasp at the feel of him through his breeches. Never, have I felt so vulnerable as I do now. His length pressing against my spine, as he moves us about the room toward a burgundy velvet fainting couch.
Oh! How convenient, as I feel a bit light headed, like I am drunk only I havenā€™t had a drop to drink. Have I? Oh Wonderful! We are sitting down for a bit. My bodice is a bit tight I must lean back into the curve of the couch as he suggests.
Those wonderful hands are helping me remove my cloak. I look into his eyes and I can see centuries of love and loss. I wonder what has hurt him so badly that he has that look in his eyes. As if he could read my mind again he laughs and I smile shyly, wondering for the first time if I should have followed him from the ale house. But those handsā€¦. Those beautiful hands that held mine for too short a timeā€¦ large enough to span my entire back with one hand, strong enough to hold three pints of ale in a single fist. Those handsā€¦ those hands that now were removing my boots. ā€œWait!ā€ I thought, ā€œWhat are you doing?ā€
ā€œRelax dear lady, I mean only to make you more comfortableā€ he said.
ā€œOK, I guess thatā€™s all right thenā€ I thought. Never noticing I had not spoken my objection aloud.
His long silky hair hung like a curtain, framing his face. A more well defined, sculpted face youā€™ll not find this side of Mount Olympus I thought. Again with the wide grin from him. Himā€¦ what WAS his name? I could not recallā€¦. Something about singingā€¦ Hmm I am almost positive it was Latin in originā€¦ Something I stumbled over a time or two before I gave up and called him Your Lordship. What was it? It was going to send me to the mad house!
ā€œNot to worry my pet, tis not of importanceā€ he said.
Those handsā€¦ they were chilly as they rolled my stockings down. Goose bumps erupted on my flesh as I felt his icy touch. ā€œYouā€™re a bit cold my Lordship, we will have to do something to warm you up.ā€ I said rather drunkenly.
ā€œYes, we will in due time.ā€ He replied.
I gazed upon his black silk shirt and wondered how many days I would have to labor to earn such a grand item. I reached to touch it, almost fearful he would slap my hand away before I could caress the soft fabric.
ā€œWait!ā€ He cried out. Removing his shirt he handed it to me, now I did not know where to look. A lady does not look at a gentleman in a state of half dress. And yet only he had ever accused me of being a lady. Giving in to temptation I raised my eyes to his sinewy chest, balling the silk in my hands I stroked his body with my eyes. He was something to behold. Alabaster skin that rippled over muscular hills surrounding the valley of the navel. A smattering of light brown hair trailing down into his breeches led to untold delights. He cleared his throat, and I caught myself staring at the ties to his breeches. I looked away only to realize I have scrunched the silk damaging the delicate textile.
ā€œI am sorry; I fear I have quite ruined your shirt!ā€ I whisper heatedly as I stare stupidly at the wadded up cloth.
ā€œThere are others.ā€ He said calmly. Showing me his teeth, cocking my head to the side I realize now, he has the most beautiful smile. I can not seem to recall how I got here, only that this is where I now belong, here with him. Or perhaps I mean I belong to him. I am not absolutely sure what I mean anymore. I need a drink, but he says no alcohol for me tonight. I am to remain clear headed. As if that were true for this evening. I need to leave. I begin to get up and get my boots when, those hands, those striking hands gently lay me back down and I hear the whisper of Latin again.
ā€œWhat? What are you saying?ā€ I plead as I relax into the pillows he has placed behind me. Then those hands begin the task of unbuttoning my dress bodice. Agile fingers make short work of thirty-two pearl buttons holding the front of my grey dress together. Nimble hands unlace my corset as I lay breathing a little deeper as each stay is loosed. Latin words flow though my mind as I lay still as a doll in a childā€™s hands. The cool breeze washes over me and my nipples harden instantly. Those sprightly fingers sweep across my breasts sending my breath into ragged gasps. Those hands… Those beautiful hands I could watch them forever as they pull my braies down over my hips and across my legs. I feel no shame as I am exposed to his hungry eyes. As if this is the way it is supposed to be.
I watch as his hands unfasten his breeches, uncovering his manhood to my eyes for the first time. Leisurely, he slides his breeches off, I want to look at his magnificence but all I can see are his hands. Those handsome hands that move so easily, so quickly, they are like a blur.
I am getting cold I say and he sits beside me, his hand upon my thigh. Creeping ever closer to the apex of my thighs I can feel the cold steel point drawing loops and circles on my leg as he whispers words in a foreign tongue. This time I am almost certain it is Romany. The words flow from his lips as if water from a cistern and I am mesmerized. Hypnotized by his eyes and the soft lull of his voice I lay there as he strokes my prone body and moves his lithe body over mine. He turns my head with that sexy hand and that metal encased finger, when I feel a slight prick at my neck and he says.
ā€œShh! Tis only a flesh wound, I will kiss it and make it all betterā€
I feel a plunging in my neck and deep within my femininity.
ā€œAaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!ā€ I cry out. But my cries end quickly as I realize I am sitting in the middle of the bookstore coffee shop staring at a manā€™s very beautiful hands.

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Fun Sex

This story is a bit tamer than my usual, but I enjoyed writing it. I hope you enjoy reading it.
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My first encounter with Monty

This isn’t something I ever thought I’d write out, let alone let anyone else read, but it never really occurred to me that anyone would want to, or that there was anyone else like me. Hell, I didn’t even know I was like this before Monty.

Black Swan Seduction 4

Natalieā€™s world had again been plunged into darkness and the next thing she knew was a feeling of horrible emptiness which compelled her to return to consciousness. When she did Natalie realize the dildo was no longer inside her aching cunt, and in that moment that followed she would have done anything to get it back inside her.
Natalie would later realize she should be careful what she wished for.
In fact Natalie found herself questioning whether she could even stand another second of that cock inside her once she felt Mila spread her ass cheeks and glued her mouth to her sore pussy., Milaā€™s mouth felt just as amazing as before but the aching from her well fucked hole was kind of a put off.
Then again after Mila was done swallowing all of the cum she could suck out of Natalieā€™s cunt she pushed her tongue deep inside it, seemingly in search of more cum, and even though there was only a little left that didnā€™t stop Mila checking every little part of Natalieā€™s pussy she could reach. This gentle tongue fucking had Natalie moaning like crazy in no time, her soreness forgotten as she again wished for that cock back inside her.
Just then Mila pulled back slightly and said, ā€œMmmmmm, thatā€™s one yummy pussyā€¦ with a yummy looking ass hole above it.ā€
Mila then proceeded to spread Natalieā€™s ass cheeks wide again before she dived down between them and slid her tongue over Natalieā€™s butt hole.
Natalie gasped at the foreign sensation of being licked back there. It wasnā€™t necessarily an unpleasant sensation to begin with, and as Mila shamelessly licked her ass hole, her tongue circling it, sliding over it and even pressing against it, Natalie actually found herself enjoying getting her butt hole licked.
It was perhaps the most perverted act she had submitted to so far and Natalie knew she should be feeling embarrassed by the fact that she was on all fours getting a rim job from another girl, but it felt good and her throat was so sore for all the screaming it seemed silly to try and complain about something that felt good. After all, it wasnā€™t her tongue greedily swirling all over another girlā€™s shit hole, so what was the harm?
Moments later Natalie got her answer, this proving to be a gateway act when Mila pulled back again, this time spitting on Natalieā€™s ass hole before pushing that spit inside that virgin back door with a finger.
ā€œDamnā€¦ and I thought your pussy was tight.ā€ Mila said almost casually as she finished pushing her finger into the knuckle up Natalieā€™s previously never entered rear, ā€œNo way youā€™ve ever had a cock in here. Itā€™s far too tight.ā€
Mila gently slid her finger around inside Natalieā€™s ass, she let out a half cry, half moan which was a mixture of pain and pleasure. The pain was expected, but both girls were surprised at the unmistakable tone of pleasure, especially Natalie. But while Natalie was horrified with herself Mila was delighted.
ā€œWow, you really like this, donā€™t you?ā€ Mila stated, proving her point by turning her finger around the other way and then thrusting it in and out of Natalieā€™s tight ass which succeeded in getting the same reaction from her co-star as before, ā€œI bet the guys youā€™ve been with never even bothered asking to fuck your ass did they? Probably figured you were too much of a prude to even consider a little anal. Canā€™t say I blame them, but luckily Iā€™m here now to help you let go of your inhibitions. To loosen up. And sure, we were concentrating on lesbian fun, but that doesnā€™t mean we canā€™t take a detour up hot little ballerina ass. Besides, I always wanted to fuck a star like you in the ass.ā€
The whole time she was talking Mila had been gently butt fucking Natalie with her finger. When she stopped talking Mila pulled her finger out of Natalieā€™s ass and replaced it with her tongue, Mila again acting fast enough to get a little bit of her tongue deep into Natalieā€™s butt hole for a few moments.
Seeming determined to get her tongue as deep into her fellow actressā€™s ass as possible Mila repeated her previous actions over and over, fingering Natalieā€™s butt with longer and increasingly forceful strokes, stretching out her rectum until a second finger could be added, Mila making sure to regularly spit on to Natalieā€™s puckered ass hole and her fingers to keep them nice and wet during this crucial stretching out phase.
The regular attempts to tongue fuck Natalieā€™s ass also more than helped, Mila constantly switching between fingering and rimming her friendā€™s butt, her actions left Natalie panting and moaning with pleasure.
Actually enjoying this was bad enough, but what really terrified Natalie was while she would never have even considered taking it up the butt before Milaā€™s skilled touch was actually making her consider it. Worse, her current position left her ass vulnerable to Milaā€™s intentions, and still she remained where she was without complaint. If she didnā€™t do something soon that huge strap on which had barely fit inside her cunt was going to be tearing its way through her virgin assā€¦ and yet she couldnā€™t seem to make herself tell Mila to stop.
Even when Mila repositioned herself so she was pressing the head of her strap on cock against her forbidden hole Natalie couldnā€™t seem to say anything, again leaving words to Mila, ā€œRub your clit you hot fucking slut. Itā€™ll help you relax.ā€
With little hesitation Natalie did as she was told, realizing this was a sign that would submit her tight ass to a fierce fucking by Mila. Natalie felt her virgin ass hole starting to open as a result of a sudden pressure from something much bigger than a finger or a tongue.
Seconds later Natalie cried out in pain as she was robbed of her butt cherry, her only comfort being that Mila waited a few moments after taking her anal virginity to push deeper into her never before violated ass hole.
The pain was intense, Natalie feeling like her rectum walls were about to be torn apart at any moment, but just as intense was the feeling of perverted pleasure as sensitive parts of her anatomy were stimulated like never before, Milaā€™s slow pace and Natalieā€™s often frantic rubbing of her own throbbing clit helped her take the edge of the pain with every inch of cock that pressed into her perfect starlet ass.
Again Natalie was moaning and screaming into her cum soaked pillow. By the time Natalie felt Milaā€™s firm thighs against her ass cheeks the she was feeling faint– unsure if it was from the painful stretching and fullness in the enormous cock in her ass or the shameful fact that not only was there a dick up her ass but it was strapped around the waist of her sexy co-star.
ā€œThatā€™s it, rub and pull on that hot little clit. Make sure you stuff a couple of fingers inside your cunt too. Trust me, thereā€™s nothing like getting fucked in both holes.ā€ Mila said before gently pulling back and then pushing forwards at the same pace, repeating the process and thus beginning to butt fuck Natalie.
A part of Natalie was horrified and ashamed of herself for not only doing as Mila suggested and thrusting two fingers inside her dripping cunt and finger-fucking herself while furiously stroking her clit with her thumb while groaning and moaning like a whore she realized she was. Just like the previous pussy fucking, the pain in her ass seemed to fade ridiculously quickly only to be replaced by an incredible feeling of pleasure that had her moaning even louder.
Despite herself Natalie loved the double penetration, now three fingers pumping in and out of her horny cunt at an ever-increasing pace as she lifted her ass up and back to meet the thrust of Milaā€™s huge dildo. As she did this Natalie pressed her face into the pillows, an act which was not difficult to do considering she had been face down and ass up for some time. The only thing that changed was that she would turn her head so she could breathe more easily, her cries made sense for her to try and muffle them.
ā€œThatā€™s it Natalie, moan for me. Moan for me while Iā€™m fucking you in your tight little virgin ass.ā€ Mila said, again Natalie sensing a smirk without looking at the other actress, ā€œDonā€™t worry about moaning into those pillows. I donā€™t think they muffled you enough before, and theyā€™re certainly not going to get the job done when Iā€™m pound fucking your sweet little ass.ā€
Natalie whimpered into the pillows, part of her desperately wanting to keep her face in there, but in what seemed to be the theme of the night Natalie couldnā€™t help but lift up her head so that Mila could better hear her moan.
ā€œGood girl, moan for me just like that. Moan nice and loud. Let me know how much you love taking my nice big cock in your tight little cherry shit hole.ā€ Mila said encouragingly.
Again Natalie felt embarrassed but did as she was told, the actress feeling like she was no longer control of her own body, that somehow Mila had taken control of her completely. This was another thought which was more of a turn on than it should have been, Natalie reliving everything that happened tonight in her head, how Mila had made such a confident seductress that left Natalie feeling like she just couldnā€™t resist her. And then there was the fact that Mila seemed to want Natalie to be her bitch, her lesbo bitch, and there was part of Natalie which wanted it to be more than just words.
The idea of being Milaā€™s bitch sent Natalieā€™s ravaged body into overdrive, the star of Black Swan was losing herself to her desire as she frantically fucked herself to near climax only for it to be denied by her co-star.
ā€œSTOP!ā€ Mila yelled, slapping her friend firmly on her dildo filled butt, causing Natalie to do what the Mila told her to do, ā€œI want you to cum from getting fucked in the ass by me, not from fingering yourself.ā€
ā€œButā€¦ but I need to cum. Please Mila, I need to cum sooooo fucking bad. Please make me cum. Iā€™ll do anything.ā€ Natalie couldnā€™t stop herself from begging.
ā€œReallyā€¦ā€ Mila said, sounding intrigued, ā€œSoā€¦ letā€™s say I make you cum, and then tomorrow I feel like fucking you again. Are you going to let me? Are you going to spread those pretty legs of yours so I can get another taste of that sweet pussy?ā€
ā€œYes. You can fuck me tomorrow. You can fuck me whenever you want.ā€ Natalie whimpered.
ā€œHuhā€¦ so, anytime I want you I can have you? Even after the movie wraps?ā€ Mila asked.
ā€œYes, Iā€™ll spread my legs for you whenever you want from now on.ā€ Natalie promised, ā€œIā€™ll lick your pussy too. And let you fuck me with your strap on. Iā€™ll be your bitch and do whatever you want, whenever you want.ā€
ā€œReally? Mmmmmm, I like the sound of that.ā€ Mila beamed, ā€œBut does that include your beautiful butt? Are you going to bend over for me whenever I want, give this tight little ass to me so I can fuck it?ā€
ā€œYes, yes you can fuck all my holes whenever you want.ā€ Natalie confirmed, ā€œIā€™ll do whatever you want, be your lesbian slut, your lesbo bitch, just please, please make me cum with your big fucking cock!ā€
Natalie then cried out with pure joy as Mila suddenly gave a fast thrust into her ass, a slight whimper escaping her lips as Mila returned to the same slow pooper pumping she had been giving her since the ass fucking had begun only for her co-star to repeat the process over and over, thrusting into Natalieā€™s tight butt roughly at random intervals while maintaining the usual pace in between.
ā€œMore. Ooooohhhhh fuck me harder, fuck my ass harder. You know what I need fuck me you fucking bitch make me cum!ā€ Natalie groaned.
ā€œYou like that huh? You like getting fucked nice and hard in the ass? Your virgin ass? Cause youā€™ve never taken anything up your ass before, have you Natalie?ā€ Mila taunted.
Natalie blushed a little but after a pause answered with a soft, ā€œNo.ā€
ā€œWell youā€™re going too. From now on youā€™re going to be taking it up the ass a lot.ā€ Mila promised, ā€œMmmmmm, youā€™re going to be bending over for me all the time. Going to stretch your ass out, you pretty little slut.ā€
Natalie quivered, partly at the idea Mila was planting in her head but mostly because of the ever-increasing pleasure that was originating in her ass and spreading throughout her body as Mila finally got down to some serious butt fucking, slowly abandoning the gentle ass stretching and random hard thrusts in favor of constant firm hard thrusts, Mila moving so fast that the sound of her thighs smacking off Natalieā€™s firm ass was audible.
Natalie was sure the butt pounding was harder than any guy had fucked her cunt before, which was impressive given Milaā€™s petite frame, made all the smaller by diet and exercise preparing her for her ballerina role, although it probably added additional strength which was probably a contributing factor to it Natalie felt like she was seeing stars.
ā€œYouā€™re going to love getting fucked in every hole Natalie. Iā€™m going to fuck like the slut you areā€¦you giving me your cunt, your ass, your hot amazing body!.ā€
At this point Natalie was thrusting herself backwards against Mila like a bitch in heat, desperately trying to make that dildo ram as deep and as hard into her bowels as possible as she felt herself rapidly approaching what promised to be a monster climax. The whole time Natalie was moaning, and groaning, and whimpering, the sounds of flesh smacking on flesh all seeming increasingly deafening as the savage but fucking continued and yet Natalie could still hear Mila as clear as day, as if lost in a world of her own.
ā€œ Say it you fucking bitch youā€™re all mine!ā€ murmured Mila.
ā€œAll yours!ā€ Natalie whimpered softly before she let out a frantic scream as she came.cum flooding once more from her untouched cunt flowing down her trembling legs.
It seemed Mila was not finishe, her fingernails digging into Natalieā€™s hips as she drilled her dildo through Natalieā€™s rectum, somehow pounding her ass even harder than before.
Not only did this make Natalie cum again but it seemed to turn her body into an squirting machine, spray after spay shot from her cunt with the speed and ferociousness of Milaā€™s bowel wrecking thrusts. They were easily just as powerful as the climaxes Natalie had felt before, maybe even more so, her entire body like it was melting away into a the large puddle of her own cumon the bed, and yet the actress was too overwhelmed with ecstasy to care.
It didnā€™t take long for her mind to lose all concept of reality. The last thing that went through her head which like before led to a particularly strong sensation of pleasure running through her, this time in particular leading her to a orgasm which briefly knocked her unconscious. Natalie found herself again drifting off into unconsciousness, or again something close to it as she was woken up by the feeling of that big dildo quickly exiting her ass hole.
She also became aware Milaā€™s hands were spreading her ass cheeks wide open, had been since Mila had started pulling her strap on out and remained exhausted slumped where they were for several moments. Turning her head Natalie felt embarrassment filling her again as she saw Mila staring intensely at her butt hole which had been so battered by huge cock that Natalie could feel it remaining open, the inner depths of her bowels being exposed to Mila who seeming to get a perverted kick out of it.
ā€œYou know, Iā€™ve seen wider gapes, but this is the first time an ass hole has been gaping for meā€¦ and I love it because I know your ass is going to be sore for hours, maybe even days, and every time you sit down or try and take a shit youā€™ll be thinking about me and how I fucked your ass hard and made you my little bitch. That makes me feel so dominant. But Iā€™ve also loved being on the other end, feeling submissive because I got my ass owned. Hell, until my ass properly heals I feel like Iā€™m still the bitch of the girl who just fucked my ass. Is that how you feel Natalie? Do you still feel like youā€™re my bitch?ā€
ā€œYes.ā€ Natalie answered softly after only a brief pause.
ā€œWell, then as my bitch, I have one last job for you.ā€ Mila said, crawling onto the bed and laying flat on her back next to Natalie before grabbing her strap on and pointing it at her, ā€œI, want you to suck my cock. Take it into your mouth and clean it of all your nasty ass juices.ā€
Natalie couldnā€™t remember ever feeling such a combination of total disgust and incredible arousal in her life, the older actress momentarily debating what to do before concluding she had just let another girl fuck her up the ass so what was one more debasement?
Milaā€™s grin could have lit up a room it was so wide, Natalie trying her best to ignore it as she slowly lowered herself down, closed her eyes and took the head of the dildo that had only just been in her ass into her mouth.
She grimaced immediately, although that was more because she was expecting a much more horrid flavour. The actual taste was something of a relief, and even though it pained her to admit it Natalie actually found herself enjoying it as she took more and more of the dildo into her mouth, sucking on the toy cock with increasing confidence as she got used to the taste of her own ass.
ā€œThatā€™s it slut, taste your ass on my cock. Show me what a good little movie whore you can be.ā€ Mila encouraged gleefully as she stroked Natalieā€™s hair, ā€œGet that ass flavored cock as deep into your mouth as you can go. Thatā€™s it, deeper. Really swallow that fucking cock. Just a little deeper. Mmmmmmm, good girl. I think thatā€™s more than last time. Youā€™re definitely getting the hang of this. Stick with me and youā€™ll be a deep throating cock whore, just like me. Youā€™ll love ass to mouth, anal, and pussy eating too. Just do what I say Natalie and youā€™ll be a total slut in no time.ā€
It was hard for Natalie to imagine not becoming a slut under Milaā€™s tutelage, but did she really want that?
A few hours ago, no, but now Natalie was bobbing her head up and down on a dildo which had been up her butt, sucking on it greedily like it was the yummiest of treats. Natalie even took it out of her mouth so she could slide her tongue up and down the shaft, licking the base extra hard so she could get all of her own anal juices. Mila didnā€™t even tell her to do it, although she did show her appreciationā€¦
ā€œGood girl, get every drop of your ass juice. Every fucking drop.ā€ Mila growled, pausing to let Natalie do just that before yanking on her hair, ā€œCome up here. Let me kiss you.ā€
Without hesitation Natalie moved upwards and kissed her Black Swan co-star, the two girls opening their mouths so their tongues could caress each other and they could swap spit, both brunettes doing exactly that for several minutes before pulling away breathless.
ā€œSoā€¦ do you think you will have any problems with the scene tomorrow?ā€ Mila asked with a mischievous smile on her face.
Natalie blushed and shook her head.
ā€œWhat was that?ā€ Mila pushed.
ā€œIā€™ll, Iā€™ll be okā€¦ā€ Natalie said.
ā€œThat didnā€™t sound very convincing.ā€ Mila frowned, ā€œI guess Iā€™m going to just have to try harder to loosen you up, lose your inhibitions and get you in touch with your inner Black Swan. And if that means fucking you all night long, then so be it.ā€ A grin slowly crossed Milaā€™s face, ā€œAnd I should probably keep fucking you throughout the movie, just to help with your performance of course.ā€
ā€œI thought I already agreed to be your bitch?ā€ Natalie questioned with a blush.
ā€œYeah, but you said that during sex. I could probably get anyone to agree to just about anything during sex.ā€ Mila said.
ā€œSo you really want me to be your bitch?ā€ Natalie again asked with a blush.
ā€œPretty much, but I promise youā€™ll enjoy it. And if things get too much just tell me and Iā€™ll stop, ok?ā€ Mila swore.
ā€œWhere was this offer earlier?ā€ Natalie inquired.
ā€œI donā€™t remember you complaining.ā€ Mila grinned, ā€œNow, about that whole fucking you all night long thingā€¦ā€
****
They hadnā€™t quite made it all night long but it had certainly been many, many highly enjoyable hours before they eventually fell asleep in each otherā€™s arms. The next day they had performed the lesbian sex scene of Black Swan with ease, the rest of the movie being a blur as Mila slowly turned Natalie into the perfect submissive bitch.
That was what Natalie now considered herself more than anything else. Except at this moment when she had lost track of the announcement of the Oscar nominations, as she had had the first six inches of the statuette buried in her sopping cunt!

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If I Had One Wish

All women deserve nothing more than to be worthless cum rags. Pussies deserve to be whipped, cream pied, and imprenanted by any man that desires to fuck them.

Club Antics

I come home tired and exhausted. You are waiting in the doorway for me. You notice my tiredness and offer me a massage. I follow you to our room, and lay down on the bed. You say to me “Come and sit on my lap, it will more comfortable”. I get up from the bed and sit on your lap. You kiss me with passion, and begin to massage me. I say “Let me get these pesky clothes off first”. I take off my shirt and bra. I then take off my pants and underwear, and sit back on your lap. I can feel you growing hard underneath me. I say “I’m not the only needing a massage”. Let me take care of you first” you say. You slowly rub my shoulders, and down my neck. All tension in my body is released. You hand me a glass of water, and I gladly drink it. During your lovely massage I start to fall asleep in your arms, the world fading to black…
I wake up to the sound of a motor. I am in a car. I blink twice, yawn and stretch. I look up and see you driving. You’re in skinny jeans, and a T-shirt. I look at myself. I am in a vinyl PVC corset, fishnets, and leather stilettos. I look at you and say “Thanks for the outfit, love”. “No problem”, u say, and pet my head. I ask you “Where are we going?” You reply, “To a little place called Lower Links, in Manhattan”. “Why didn’t you just ask me to go, instead of sedating me and throwing my unconscious body in the car. Why go through all the trouble?” I reach up to rub my eye, and I feel stickiness. “Cum?” I ask you. “Ya, I kinda got carried away when I saw your body in the outfit I put on you. By the way, you’re very easy to maneuver”. I grin and say “Bukkake, eh?” “Yea” you say. “Save some for later” i playfully remind you. “I always have enough for you”, you reply.
“It was so cool, cumming all over your unconscious body, it was very erotic” you say. “Well ,when I’m dead, I’ll have you stuff my body, and you can use it as a sex doll, and also so you don’t get lonely” i reply. “Damn love, you really know how to turn me on. My cock is calling your name”. I put my head close to your crotch, and listen. “I don’t hear anything, but I definitely feel something”. We both crack up laughing, and then after a few more minutes, we finally arrive at the club.
We got out of the car, and I reach into my bra and pull out a collar. “Holy shit! Magic!” I yell and read the note on it. “This is for you, my love” it reads. I smile at you, and offer my neck out, so you can put on the collar. It snaps shut with a satisfying click. It has a name tag engraved with the words “For my one true love”. I hug you, and lick your face, like the cute kitty that I am.
We walk into Lower Links, and we see an elevator. We go inside and look at the numbers. Instead of a number, they all have a certain type of fetish or porn on them. I see your eyes linger on the “furry” label. I press it, and your eyes light up.
We step out of the elevator and into a room. It is covered with fake fur. There are various animal costumes and accessories, lining the walls. I select black cat ears and a matching tail and I put them on. I am satisfied because the room is made out of fake fur because I am an animal activist, and i am against wearing real fur.
When I turn around, I look at your outfit, and grin. You have a wolf tail and wolf ears on. You howl playfully and pounce on top of me kissing me with furious lust. I purr, and press my body against your hard cock. You moan and lick my neck, biting and sucking. I moan, and start stroking your erect cock.
You start fingering me and I purr, my body loving your warm touch. We flip into a 69 position, and we start licking each other. I take your cock in my mouth and jam it down my throat, with my other hand, I’m fisting you up the ass.
You’re licking my pussy, your panting breath exciting my clit. I moan out your name and start fisting you harder. You scream in pleasure, and shove your tongue in my pussy. I pant out “I’m gonna cum so hard”. You say “Let me have it”. I explode in your face, my juices soaking your face. You cum shortly after, filling my body with warm cum. “I love the filling sensation your cock gives my throat, love”. “I love the way your mouth feels, moving up and down my cock” you reply.
I lay down on the floor next to you, and snuggle into your chest. We warm each other with our body heat. You pull me tightly to your body, and you whisper “I want this to last forever”. I reply “So do I, you are the most perfect thing in my life”. You say “Thank you. You are too. I will be here for you forever”. I rub your hands and hold them close to my body, warming them. You nuzzle my chin. Your wolf ears tickling my face and cheeks. I pet you hair, running my fingers through it. I stroke your back and caress your skin. You eventually fall asleep, in my arms. I grab both of your hands and hold them when you fall asleep. I kiss you gently on the lips, and rest my head on your chest, I hug you tighter and snuggle closer. After a few minutes, I fall asleep in your arms, dreaming of you <3

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The Way it is Now Ch3

I spent the next half hour in silence. I reheated and ate my plate of food. She is a surprisingly good cook. Although, I would have preferred a soft yolk. It may have been. Till I microwaved it.

Fallen Angel

A woman’s fantasy. This isn’t a true story… Although I’d like for it to be. šŸ˜‰