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Wolf's First Time
It was another normal evening outside, i could see through my bedroom window, there was little wind, and the stars had just started to show themselfs through the tree's. So i check the time, its like 6:30, and i decide its about time that i get going. I walk to my bedroom door, to make sure my dad wasnt around, then i run to the window, and climbed onto the tree outside, closing my window after me. I drop to the floor, my muscles are aching like usual by now, but i just ignore it, and run the block. By now it had gotten dark, must be around 7 i think, and so what if ive got cramp, and im feeling weird, got more important things to think about, see im thinking about this girl im dating, her name is Jessica, shes a real fireball, and she wants me to be her first.
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 But then my dad tells me its the time of the month, and i cant go out. But dad, that totally sucks, see i cant tell him the truth, coz he will think im a little virgin boy, well he would be right, but hey, he doesnt need to know.
Anyway, so i decided i was gonna sneak out, easy. So here i am, on the way to pick her up, and give her a special night she, or i, will ever forget. But then as im crossing the street, just my luck, i notice this blaring sound, and this really bright light. Ouch. A car.
So i hear these voices, but they are far away, and i cant see nothing. "Stupid dog run out right in front of my car". Some guy rants. "But isnt he beautiful". a Female voice replies. I think to myself, i aint no dumb dog. I try to tell them this, but no words come out, and i feel unconciousness fading back again. So it just comes, and i fade out, with the incessant whining of some poor creature nearby in my ears.
When i wake up again, its pitch black, and i can feel some soft or blanket over me, the whining has also stopped, i'm in some room somwhere, maybe a basement or something, but i notice one of the ground level windows is open. Thanks guys, but ive got a date, i think, so i start padding towards the window...., wait padding ?, also whats the clicking sound when i walk ?, and why am i so low to the ground ? i notice a reflection on an old mirror in the corner, so i decide to have a look at myself. And man did i get the shock of my life.
 Im not looking at my reflection, im looking at a, at a, i'm looking at a wolf. A powerfully built wolf by the looks of it too, with glossy white fur all over and....wait, and a raging hard on. Wow i think to myself, is this me ?, i step closer to the reflection and confirm that it is me.
Nice i think to myself, looking at my manhood, i seem pleased to see myself. I laugh at this, but only pant in the mirror. Why not go see Jessica now ?, i ask myself, give her a nice warm fuzzy suprise. I step away from the mirror, still hardly believing what i saw with my own wolf eyes, i leap onto a box, and place my hands, wait, paws, onto the ledge and nose the window open, then i stuggle through, my powerful muscles contracting to push myself through the small gap. Finally im free.
To Jessica, i think, see her parents are away and so yeah, should be fun, i look up and notice the full moon, and notice that its low in the sky, must be about 4 hours after midnight, i say to myself, well not say, but think, then i stop, how the hell do i know that ?, I shake myself and carry on trotting slowly towards the familiar smell of Jessica's house, wait, the familiar smell of Jessicas house ?, i've never been there, god this is gonna take some getting used to.
Anywho the journey goes off without event, and luckily Jessica lives in a bungalow, so no breaking in without hands, i jump the garden gate, by god im powerful, i think to myself, then i trot around to the back of the house, where i know Jessica's room to be. I smile, good old Jessica, keeping her window open. It was a warm night, and like usual Jessica trusted the neighbourhood that we lived in, whereas i wouldnt trust it as far as i could throw it. Which is pretty hard concidering its a whole neighbourhood. Anyway.
I clear the window ledge in one leap and land on the middle of the floor, with a slight thud. Jessica, makes no sound. I walk around to the side of the bed, cursing my clicking toenails, and place my paws beside her face on the bed. Then looking over her, i feel the familiar arousal feeling that i get whenever i see her.
She looks so peaceful there, asleep on her bed, topless.
She moves in her sleep, and i freeze, so i dont wake her up. She rolls over onto her stomach, and i feel the deffinate feeling of a massive erection, as i see her bare body, in the moonlight.
Her lips were parted slightly, and her hand lay across her breasts, gently, i nudged the hand away, until it fell back. Her youthful breasts were fully rounded, her nipples were semi erect in the night air, their roundness so beautiful. I lean forward and lick gently one of the nipples, she stirs and mutters to herself in her sleep, but carried on sleeping. I carry on licking, making the nipple rise even more from its surrounding flesh, small moans escape her lips. I jump onto the bed softly, so i dont disturb her, and i carry on licking, now moving to the other nipple, slowly i work downwards, until i find the covers covering her bottom half, then i softly take them in my teeth, and pull them down lower, so her panty line is shown, past her knees, until the cover falls to the floor.
This is when i get really turned on, she is sleeping in the total nude, not a stitch of clothing on, i stand over her so arounsed that i cannot do anything but stare. I lower slowly again, and start to lick at her mound, my tongue seeking inside its folds, caressing, and the muffled moans come from her lips again, telling me that shes enjoying it as much as i am. I step forward again and start on the nipples, as she arches her back, pressing her breasts lightly into my mouth, i nip them gently, with my sharp teeth, and lower my back end, ready to meet her.
She arches her back again as she feels my manhood on her stomach, and i back slowly until i feel it pressing against her delicious folds. I position myself so she makes the first move, and wait for the thrust upwards.
I dont have long to wait, heaving upwards again with ecstacy, she finds my engorged head, and thrusts it inside herself, she cries out softly in her sleep as i break her hymen, but she carries on sleeping.
I thrust inside her, again and again, filling her up, my thrusts matching hers, her cries out filling the room.
I picture the scene from outside eyes, a wolf fucking a teenage girl and i feel a new burst of arousal pass over me, my balls contract as i feel the ever present orgasm surfacing. I feel her clenching me, pulling me in deeper, as she feels the same thing happening to her, my insides seem to be on fire, the thrusting intensifies, deeper, deeper, she cries out into the dark night, as i thrust inside her one more time, and explode, my seed filling her up, her juices meeting mine in a lovers embrace, as my back legs give way and i collapse on her.
Her eyes flutter open, and she reaches out her hand to my head, stroking my hair, she speaks softly.
"That was amazing Jason"
I look up to her suprised.
"But im a wo...." I say, looking towards the window, a new dawn rising above the trees.
"Your a what ?" she asks looking at me.
"I, uh, i was a virgin" i mutter quickly, hoping it was cover enough.
"Well you could have fooled me" She replied with a smile.
Then laying in eachothers arms we fell asleep, lovers, united in a world of sexual fantasys.
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My Sexy Phantom Ch. 02
"Well, Mandy, just pick one already." she said, laughing into her phone. Her cat Jangles was curled up on her lap, licking happily at her hand like it was some sort of tasty treat.
She was sitting in her over stuffed Lay-Z-Boy, the television on mute as she watched the home shopping network and talked to her best friend. Mandy had just gotten finished telling her about some cute guy who had asked her out for dinne
"But I don't know which one looks best! I reeeally like this guy, Alex. Please, please, please, puh-lease help me!"
It was Mandy's luck that Alex couldn't think straight right now, either. What with Lucien picking on her every few seconds. She shivered at the feel of his fingers on the back of her knee, using a newspaper to swat at the area in front of her. Damn him for being a Phantom! She couldn't see him at all during the day.
"Okay, okay." Alex answered to the girl's begging, twirling the cord of the phone about her finger as she stuck her tongue out in the direction of Lucien. "Why don't you wear the red dress? Red is always pretty on you."
"But Alex!" her friend whined. "I don't want to look 'pretty'! I want to look gorgeous!"
"You will lo..." she had to bite her bottom lip so she didn't giggle, moving the phone away from her face as she squirmed in her chair. The guy was going after her feet again! Pulling her legs in, she sat on both feet and flung the newspaper at him again, mouthing for him to stop before going back to her friend. "You will look gorgeous, hon."
"How do you know that?"
A shiver ran down her spine at the tickle of fingers running along her jaw line. She sucked in a deep breath of air and scooted herself further into the chair before replying, leaving a disgruntled cat to prance off in offense of her bothering it. "You always look gorgeous, Mandy. It's what you do!"
A whimper escaped her lips as a mouth came over her ear, sucking and nibbling at it. It was very, very distracting. So distracting, in fact, that she hadn't heard what her friend had said.
"Alex? Alex, are you listening?"
She shook her head, her eyes half closed as the mouth moved lower to suck the skin beneath her ear lobe. "Yeah... Mandy, I'm listening."
Her friend seemed to hesitate before a mischievous voice took the place of nerves. "Whatcha doin'?"
Lips began moving down her arm as she blushed guiltily and coughed to cover up the sound of her voice. "Nothing."
"Oh, really?" Her friend paused as if to point out the lie. "Mmm... Okay, lovey. I'll be heading out soon. I'll call you later and tell you all the juicy details." There was a distinct sigh in her voice.
"Okay.... Remember to keep your phone on, and call the cops if things get weird." she said softly, her mind wondering to what he was doing with her hand. Whatever it was, it was definitely wonderful. She sighed in apreciation and mentally kicked herself for being so turned on.
"Don't worry, I will. Love you doll face." The dial tone sounded and she hung up the phone.
"Damn it, Lucien." she growled half heartedly, closing her eyes and laying her head back on the chair. "Must you do that while I'm trying to talk on the phone? It's distracting."
"You could always give in and let me do as I wish." a male voice whispered on the wind, fingers grabbing at the front of her shirt and tugging on it. "Come with me to the bathroom, sweetheart."
"Must I?" asked Alex, tilting her head and biting her lip. "It's so comfy here." Crossing her arms, she unfolded her legs and placed her feet on the coffee table. Maybe body language would convince him she wasn't going to move an inch.
She thought wrong.
An arm moved about the middle of her back and another was placed beneath her knees as she was scooped up from the chair in one swift movement. She squealed, writhing about as she found herself digging nails into something that was not there, at least not to the eye. "Put me down! Put me down." she said quickly, eyes wide as saucers. "You know it frightens me to feel like I'm floating, even if I'm not."
Laughter greeted her protects, a hand firmly grasping her waist as she 'floated' to the door of her bathroom. The door swung open to reveal her wonderfully huge bath tub, filled to the brink with pink fluffy bubbles. The room smelled like vanilla and lavender. She figured the vanilla was probably due to the candles burning brightly about the tub.
A moment later she was set lightly on her feet in front of the tub, her shirt being pulled gently up over her head to reveal a dainty pink lace bra. Next came her jeans, sliding to the floor to reveal matching g-string panties.
She couldn't stop the man, so why should she bother to try?
Blushing prettily, she looked up to search his face but remembered his phantom state. "It's not fair that I can't see you." she pouted, the straps of her bra sliding down her arms, unsnapping to fall at her feet.
"Sure it is." Amusement dripped from his voice as fingers slid over her chest to prod the delicate pink of her nipples.
She could feel her wetness dampening the inside of her very tiny panties. "You get to enjoy the touch of my hands all the better. Just think of it like.... a blindfold." He removed her panties before his mouth lowered down on her breast, lavishing attention on it as he proceeded to wrap her legs about him and carry her the rest of the way, until she were writhing in a sea of bubbles.
Gasping for breath as he finished his assault on her other breast, his mouth trailing down the planes and valleys of her abdomen, she arched against the feel of a sponge against her bottom. Slowly, torturously the sponge worked into the sensitive mounds of her cute ass, working its way down each thigh and back up against.
A tongue dipped itself low into the crease of her belly button, sending shiver upon delightful shiver up and down her spine. He worked his tongue in and out of it, every joy she experienced revealed on her beautiful face, every pleasure she felt sounded aloud with a moan. He worked the sponge down her long legs in slow circles, going carefully over the inside of her knees, her delicate ankles, and her toes. It spread soft soap on the flat of her stomach, circled her breasts, all over every inch until she felt like a piece of clay to mold to his will.
"How are you, dearest Alex?" Lucien whispered huskily into her ear before circling it with his tongue. His teeth began to pulse about the flesh at her ear lobe, setting the sponge aside before he circled her thighs with his hands and grabbed her ass to massage it deeply.
"Mmmm" Was her only response, her lashes creating half crescents on her cheeks, her breasts lifting and falling to each breath she took. She was so relaxed she could barely find the time to think. Her skin tingled and crawled with the need for release, yet she didn't want to move an inch.
She was slowly lifted from laying against the side of the tub, being moved so that her back faced her phantom lover, his hands wrapping about her waist as he slid her down his front. His feet linked about her ankles, his mouth whisper soft against the side of her neck, his voice as soothing as his gentle touch. "Relaxed, sweetheart?"
She didn't have time to respond as he finally found the perfect moment, taking the opportunity to plunge his hard erection into her tight ass before she had time to tense up. His grunt was followed by a moan of her own, fingers softly tickling the skin of her sides.
It was an extremely odd sensation, to be filled there. Her face was flaming red with embarrassment, even as she knew the action exceedingly turned her on.
He nuzzled the side of her neck, staying as still as he could inside of her as he allowed her to adjust to the new feeling. "Stay relaxed and it won't hurt." he murmured, moving a hand to grab her wrist, guiding her hand lower on her body until he shoved two of her fingers beneath the soft folds of her pussy.
She gasped at how slick she was and a moan escaped her lips as the pads of her fingers ran over the swollen skin of her labia. She wanted to move on his cock, but he held her lower body still in his strong hands, lips sucking at the beads of water on the back of her shoulder. It seemed a long time indeed that all he did was nibble at her skin, allowing her only to play with herself and nothing more.
He was so annoying sometimes, she concluded as she bit her lip.
Frustration coiled inside and out as she rubbed at the ache and struggled to move. No matter how she strummed her fingers against her erect little nub, she couldn't cum with him just sitting there. He could very much see the look on her face in his mind through the distinct whine in her voice. "Lucien" she cried, wiggling in his arms, her voice breathless. "Fuck me already!"
"Ah." He laughed against her ear, hands tightening about her waist. "Sweet little Alex wants me to fuck her in the ass?"
"Yes!" She moaned, grinding her hips down against him as hard as she could.
He groaned in response, his hands moving down her soft skin to grip at the cheeks of her ass as he moved himself inside of her. The pressure was enough to make him explode without any real effort on either of their part, but he gritted his teeth and held it in.
Alex slid her slippery fingers across the bubbly sheen above the water, grasping the side of the tub and gripping at it for leverage. Her breathing came in short, fast gasps as she kept the rhythm in which her phantom commanded, the feeling both hurting and feeling so, so good. It was the oddest kind of torture. Especially with the sensation of soft foam popping about her shoulders and swollen breasts, the water caressing her skin and the smells tickling her nose.
It was a total sensory experience, and she wanted more.
"Hold on." Grunted a male voice, the movement being stopped for the moment. The hands stopped stroking the cheeks of her ass and she moved her head to look behind her. There was nothing she could see moving, opting an empty bottle of shampoo she hadn't thrown away the other night, moving around in the air on its own and into the water.
"What's that for?" She asked Lucien curiously, moaning softly as his shaft shifted inside of her. Her eyelids drooped closed as she sucked in a breath, fingers running lightly up and down the folds of her pussy. One slowly slid in between, flicking against her clit, then two, her legs shaking and her voice catching on whimpers of pleasure as she rubbed against his hand.
The slick press of plastic moved against her thigh as he sunk the two fingers and his hard erection as deep as he could, sighing in a content purr of appreciation as he circled both naughty holes. "Since I don't have two cocks to fill both this," he jerked his hips, thrusting his cock in her ass and getting a cute moan in response from her "And this." He shoved his fingers deeper, curling them to prod at the skin of her g-spot.
"Ohhh. Yes." She arched her hips, her head rolling back as she rocked her hips. "That does sound like a reasonable use."
"Indeed." murmured Lucien, slowly inching his fingers out of her and trailing them to her other pleasure spot. He grasped the head of the bottle, prodding her front entrance with the smooth end as he slid it in, till she couldn't possibly take anymore. He heard her gasp and half choke on his name. "Does that feel better, kitten?"
"Nnnn huh" She could barely respond, her hands sliding off of where it had gripped the side of the tub as she limply leaned against his chest. Her soft, delicate hands slid down his arms to rest on top of each hand, guiding him to what she wanted. She showed him how to move his fingers, shoving them down onto her clit and pushing them in a criss-cross motion.
Once he had gotten the pattern down, she let go of his hands and dug her fingers into the flesh at his thighs. Her bottom lip was swollen red from where she bit down, her entire body shaking and bucking. Between the pleasure of being pumped in both holes, and the pressure of his fingers against her sensitive clitty, she was in ecstasy beyond belief.
She couldn't think worth a damn, and at the moment, who cared? The only reason she lived was to be used as a toy by this man and this man alone. The only passion in life being the pleasure he gave her. "Nnnn Nnnn Nnnn.... God.... Yes, yes!"
"Do you like that, baby?" he asked on a groan in her ear, leaving her taught little nub so that he could grab at her long hair, yanking her head to the side possessively.
"Mmmmm." Alex moaned, attempting to nod her head even though he had it immobilized. "Yes."
He moved his lips to the base of her throat, murmuring softly against her skin. "Almost ready to cum for me?"
She gasped, her body shaking and bucking uncontrollably as she tried to hold on to reality without giving up an ounce of heaven. She felt like she was going to be swallowed by a deep black hole and never see the light of day again. "Oh. Lucien. Yes! Please?"
"Who's... The... Best?" Lucien asked, one word being spoken after each thrust he made. His cock was ready to burst, but he wanted to play this sweet little game. At least for a moment or two.
"You are."
He grinned, pleased to no end that she'd said that. Even if he had known she wasn't about to say someone else. Who would at moments like these?
Okay. This must stop, Alex thought as she whimpered pathetically. She needed to cum. "Now!" she growled, grabbing the shampoo bottle from him and throwing it out of the tub before clinging to him so hard that he could only move his arms.
He wrapped them tight about her shapely figure, panting, his heart beating frantically. Burying his nose into the sweet curve of flesh between her neck and shoulder, he placed his lips about the skin and bit down. Not enough to bruise, but hard enough to pierce the skin.
She responded in a wave of exquisite tension. Her ears were throbbing from a scream she couldn't keep from slipping from her lips. Her face was flushed, her arms limp, her lower body shaking so bad that water was spilling out all sides of the tub. The pleasure was so white hot, that she forgot who she was.
A few moments later, or a lifetime, she found herself staring at the water, watching all the purple colored bubbles disappear like magic. She was contentedly snuggled in his arms, and didn't want him to let go.
"You never want it to end, do you?" Alex asked Lucien on a whisper, basking in the silent, awesome strength of his male body, even while his cock still filled her bottom.
"No, baby, but all good things must end." He licked at her soapy shoulder tenderly.
"Why, Lucien? Why must they end?"
He laid his cheek on her forehead and was silent for the longest moment, rocking with her in his arms. "Because," he said at last, kissing her on the nose. "If they never ended, we'd have nothing new to look forward to."
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The Time Shifter Chapter 64
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VAGABOND'S QUEST : Scene II : Mitwegs castle
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How I would describe my life now, wonderful I would say. I don’t miss of anything, money, power, popularity and women. I got everything that a man would dream of. That’s right, if I want something, it’s given to me right now, even today, people who knew from before ask me how did it all happen, what is the secret to my transformation, I simply tell them “I just be myselfâ€Â, it leaves my friends confused and sometimes, I think that they don’t even deserve hanging out with me….Why would I say that, simply, before all this fun, I was the donkey of the group, the one you would never want to be like, and I’m not kidding either. Why, maybe it’s best if I tell u
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I never had a girlfriend before, I was too shy even to speak up to a girl, many women teased me because of this, easily getting things from me, only by smiling or putting their hand on me for a second. Only this would make me happy, like finally a girl interested in me enough, but back to reality, I was just being used but I kept on saying to myself that this girl isn’t like the others, they all seem so nice at first…a shame I was wrong all this time. As for my friends, I knew they weren’t really my friends but since I was so good in electronics and I got sick gadgets from my parents, they would hang out with me but I was always left behind when women showed up, probably because I would make them look so bad. This, everyone, goes on for a few years, and I did get sued to it, especially at school, where I would be the computer room during lunch, fixing up computers or helping other with their project on computer. I was gifted for electronics and I thought that was the only gift I ever that, man was I wrong.
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It all changed at an exhibition at a museum with the classroom with the sex educator, being in grade 10, it is said that it’s around that time for teenager to be having sex a lot, and well that wasn’t my case. Already on the way there, my friend started teasing me a bit about me never getting laid and I could find something there that would actually help in my case, I just smile, pretending I didn’t need that kind of stuff, and as usual I’m thinking the opposite. The teasing becomes almost unbearable when it’s the entire classroom that looks at me, some pointing also at the statue, commenting on how men in statue get it on a lot more often. At this moment, I felt like killing myself, hating for myself for being such loser.
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Finally, we all get a break, and I start looking around the monuments, wondering what was their secrets, to me, it seems I knew there was something being all this, and for some reason I felt like something was calling me. I come across an artifact, really old, and that we were allowed to touch, some men are standing besides it, security I presume and I read the description: ONCE BELONG TO A GREAT MAN, IT SAID THAT HE GAVE TOTAL POWER OVER EVERYTHING. I found it kind of funny that something like a small ball with a red jewel would grant some guy anything he desires. When I touch it, I feel like something like a hand touch mine and I put down the artifact down really fast and look around me. Man is it embarrassing with everyone looking at me freaking out for no reason at all, and I just walk away really fast, in a corner and look at my still trembling, and now I’m hearing voice and when I look at the painting, the woman holding vase comes to life, she smiles back at me and ask me my name, I tell her my name and she says she is pleased to make my acquaintance. I ask her what she is, she giggles and answers that she’s a spirit and she was imprisoned in that orb for a while now by a cruel man who used her powers for his own goals. I smile thinking that history was change again and ask her what is she going to do now, she thinks for a few seconds and comes out of the painting, walks through people without any problem, like she is a ghost and in front of me, she puts her hand on my chest and moves her head closer, only to whisper to my ear that I’m much more special then I think and kisses me on lips surprised, I close my eyes and when I open my eyes, she had disappeared.
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I wonder what she meant by special, maybe being a loser, and I get mad that even spirits make fun of me. When I pass by a woman, a pack of images appears in front of me, and it keeps going on until the guys find me, and I try to keep it cool, wondering if what is going is real. I could feel women’s emotions, hear their thoughts, and see what they were thinking. For me it was too much to be real and it starts again when a few girls come by also to meet up with us. As usual, one of these bitches had to say something funny about them, but this time, as she speaks, it seems like things looked clearer as I do a come back, saying that her thong shows up really nicely when bends over to pick up her book a bit before. Man did she turn red, so red, she couldn’t say anything back at me. I cross my arms as a sign of satisfied victory, people are looking at me, not believing I just this, and one of my friends asks me if I’m alright, I simply nod and start walking away, saying that I’m going to check on something, and sensing something coming out from another girl, I whisper to her ear to come to see me if she’s looking for a fuck friend, she freezes, probably wondering how I knew about this.
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I walk and start listening on the hot girls’ thoughts, getting things more interesting, realizing that girls aren’t at all what they pretend to me. I felt like everything is going to get better for me from now on and stops in my tracks when I come across an interesting case, a older woman, where a black skirt going below her knees, a beige shirt with the top opened that let show her tits a bit, wears glasses, brown hair in a ponytail and walks with high heels. She can’t stop complaining that men don’t seem to check her out and she would go crazy if she didn’t get laid any time soon, it’s been a few months since she didn’t get anything, not since her divorce with her ex-husband, and she is starting to think about going back to him, not wanting to be left alone. Right now, she’s besides a painting of man, bowing down his hat to a woman, and I decide to try her out, feeling confident I will get something out of her. I act like I’m interested in the painting and start asking her questions about it, she seems to know her stuff, and its time now to get going.
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I ask her what she thought about men being so rough towards women these days, unlike in this painting, she is surprised by my comment and she is thinking that I must be player trying to show off. I look at her and smile, she answers that it could be true, and I stop her with asking her if her boyfriend does it to her. She blushes and says she is single. I say then that I’m sorry for the guy for leaving her like this; a beauty like her will soon find a man. Her thoughts start to change, as she thinks I’m now a nice guy and it’s really a shame that I’m too young for her. I read her mind a bit more and continue my discussion with her telling many girls at my school don’t even realize how lucky they are to have so many men looking after them, just like in this painting. I look back at her and she’s looking away from me, and she’s thinking about the times she had with her ex, whishing another man would taker her in his arms. I ask her if she’s alright, she looks at me, blushing a lot, and I let her know that her cheeks are all red. She’s looking away from me, embarrassed and wondering why she is feeling that way, especially for a young boy like me, I could feel her interest in me grow by the seconds that passes by. I walk to her and move head closer to her and she turns her head, her face is really close to mind and asks me what I’m doing, I reply that I just wanted to know if she was alright, I feel hesitation in her mind. I then ask her if she wanted to meet for coffee, she couldn’t believe I would ask her out, she looks down, not knowing what to do. I take her hand and kiss it gently, I can feel she is lost in her thought, not able to do decide on what to do, I let go a little laugh and make the remark that I just did the same thing as in the painting. She giggles a bit and starts to feel more relaxed as she accepts to meet me again, writes down her number and her hours of work, letting me know she’s available as soon as she is done with her shift here. What follows is a kiss on the lips, something that surprises her and doesn’t fight it, in her mind, it felt like heavens, been so long since a guy would kiss her like I do. I let go of her, to think of it, it’s my first kiss too, I tell her it’s my first kiss I had with a woman as beautiful as her. She tells me she can’t wait for my call and I walk away from her, waving back at her at one point, walking around, thinking about what happened with the a little grin on my face, and join in the with class, which is about to leave the building. The same girl I talked back before, looks at me when I’m not looking, and turns her head the other way when I look at her, I know she likes to play these cat and mouse games, so I decide to keep an eye on her for the time being. In the bus, people are talking about what happened with the girl, and she gets teased a bit for behind talked back by a loser, I lay back on my seat and enjoying going in girls’ mind to find some dirty secrets they hide deep inside their minds.
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Back at school, there is still another hour before students can leave the school, which is not a problem, only because I have something to do, I take my school bag and get going This has to do with two female students, who leave the big crowd, in direction of the empty classrooms upstairs, where they are supposed to meet with teachers. See, they both have a dirty secret: they aren’t geniuses, like it would show in grades, but rather desperate girls that are ready to do about anything to get perfect grades, simply because of their parents putting so much pressure on them. I keep a relative long distance between me and them and am discrete so they don’t see me following them. They stop in front of the classroom and the door opens, I hear 4 men’s voices coming form the room, and with luck, I take out my camera from my bag that I had with me, put my bag down, and get really close to the door. I read the girls’ minds and when I realized they are getting fucked by the teachers, I verify that my flash is off and peek in the room, making sure I have good shots and start taking pictures. One is enjoying this, feeling like she is in heaven, but not her friend, on the contrary, she’s asking god to forgive her for what she does for doing this, but she doesn’t seem to find another solution in getting good grades and she knows she can’t escape this situation she put herself into. From what I could get out of them, it’s been going on for 2 years now, from one teacher to now four of them. When I see I got enough, even thought they are still at it, I check the pictures I got and smile, they were perfect and I would be sure to blackmail them tonight. I put my camera back in my bag and walk away quietly with a huge smile on my face.
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I go straight to my next target, a woman that has always looked at me down with contempt, the school president. Yes, I felt like with this power of mind that I just discovered, it was time for me to get in gear and show these bitches it never pays to piss me off for so long. I know that she is the office right now, working with other students, and actually I’m supposed to bring her 2 laptops fixed. I take them out of my locker and walk with them to the office, I knock at the door, and a man opens up the door and says I can come in. Inside, he closes the behind me and I go install the laptops back and reinstall all the software they need to work with, only a better for me to keep an eye on her the chief and wait for her to start using her vibrator. Coincidently, I finish up when she takes out her toy discreetly from her bag and slides it under her short skirt, now I know why she only wears these. I walk to her desk and tell her I’m done with the laptop, she looks away from me, not wanting to show she’s blushing right now, and when I ask her what is that smell, she freeze, her vibrator making her wet already and asks me what I’m talking about and when I move around her desk, getting closer to her, she gets even more scared that I may find out her secret and asks me to move back. When I read her thoughts, she wouldn’t be to hold back after a while, so I just stand there and ask her if there is anything else she needs help with, she simply shakes her head, unable to speak up anymore and lets out a moan. She knows I heard it and keep on looking down on her desk, I whisper to her that I know that she’s has a vibrator on and it would fun to let others know about her secret. She begs me not to and is ready to do whatever it takes so I won’t tell anyone; I nod and say that I will contact her later when I will need a favor from her. As we are speaking, she doesn’t see me pull out my camera and taking pictures under her desk, proof her affair, she only realizes what I’ve done when I show her the pictures I’ve taken, showing the toy inside her cunt. She starts to freak out because people may want to see them by the way I showing off the camera around. I put the camera back in my pocket and walk away, with a smile on my face; she was asking herself too how I found out that she was doing this.
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As I’m walking down to hallway, I’m thinking about all the chaos I can cause here and all the women I could have to myself. Thinking about how my friends would be begging me in the future to help them to get any woman just made me feel like a real man. Time is finally up when I plan my next move, this time it wouldn’t be with a girl from my school, but I wanted to play more with that woman from the museum and as I dial her number, my friend surprises me from behind, I got time to hide the paper and close my cell. I act cool and ask him what did he want from and he says that he needs me to do something for him back home, he wanted to get access to some other girl’s cam without her noticing and he knows he can count on me to help him out. I shake my head and tell him I don’t feel like it, he smiles promising he will present me to this hot chick, Briana that had a crush on for so long now. I shake my head saying I’m over her and I had other plans for tonight, which would be working early on the project. He laughs a bit at me, saying I should try to be less serious and have more fun, like he does. I walk away, smiling back at him, thinking I’m going to get the last laugh.
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 open my phone and dial the woman’s number, she picks up at third tone and jokes saying that she was wondering if I was going to call her, I ask her if she wants to go out tonight, she answers yes the next second and asks me where are going to go, the movies I say. We plan the time and decide she would pick me up at home since she has the car. I hang up because I know I’m going to busy before this….time for vengeance had started and leave school, going straight for home.
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SARAH AND THE CLODS
Inevitably, the conversation turned to sex. Well, what else do you expect when you get four attractive young couples together and lubricate them well with adult beverages? Chances are that the subjects of religion and politics will give way to sex. Surprisingly, it was Sarah who steered the conversation away from national politics, and she did it by asking us all a brutally simple question.
But let me back up a little. My name is Keith. I'm 30 years old and married to a beautiful woman named Judy. Life has been pretty good to us. We own a small media company, and some winning investments have set us up on lower easy street. Our core circle of close friends consists of five other middle class couples in their late 20's. Their
Over the years since our college days, all of us married - some more than once after messy divorces. We naturally inducted our wives into the group and eventually two other couples joined our ranks. Although we all lived in different parts of the country, we made it a tradition to gather together once a year for a week of fun, food and frivolity. This year it was at my place in central Massachusetts.
Three of the five couples had arrived early that afternoon. The other two were flying into Bradley the next day. After getting the visitors unpacked and settled into their quarters, the eight of us that were present had been sitting around all evening drinking, catching up on the past year's events and engaging in spirited conversation about a variety of subjects. We were gathered in the family room; sitting on free-form sectionals pulled together this way and that to form a rough circle. Candles and mini lights provided the illumination in the room – soft and flattering. Cool jazz was playing softly in the background.
Sarah was the newest member of the group and the youngest at 21. She was John's wife of just eighteen months. John raced sports cars for a living, and was one of the messy divorce guys. Some years after he split from his first wife, he met Sarah during a three-week stint in the hospital, the result of a nasty crash at Road America. Sarah was one of the day shift candy stripers at the time and she took an instant liking to John. She was tall - nearly six feet tall - with a slim body and long, straight auburn hair. She had huge green eyes and full lips - the kinds of lips guys call DSL's, so naturally John took an instant liking right back at her. The crash had left him pretty busted up and although he was more upset about his broken Porsche than his broken body, the fact that he'd missed three races near the end of the season really left him in a sour mood. But Sarah would have none of that. Her bright personality, her sense of humor and her innocence brought him quickly out of his funk. Six months later they were married in the presence of the Clods. This was Sarah’s second Gathering.
She had been somewhat reserved all evening and at around ten o'clock she stood up. "I'm going to take a shower and get into something more comfortable. I'll be back in a few minutes"
"That's a great idea," I said. "There're showers in the two other bathrooms and one in the pool house. Why don't we all take a break and freshen up. I explained to everyone that there were fresh towels and terrycloth robes in the closets in the bathrooms.
A half hour later we were back clad in the bathrobes and various other casual attire. Jesse was the last to join us, dressed in a set of sweats. Conspicuously, he took a seat to Sarah’s right while his wife, Gloria, was sitting to Sarah’s left. The rest of us settled down around freshly made drinks. The conversation turned to politics.
That's when Sarah popped the question. During a lull in the conversation she asked, "Why didn’t you guys include me in the fun last year?"
Gloria looked quizzically at Sarah. "What do you mean?"
"Okay, first I want to tell you that John filled me in on what went on last year." said Sarah.
"We were hoping he would," said Gloria
She took a gulp of her drink. "Last year was my first Gathering. When I met all of you guys, I was just so happy that John had such a great circle of friends and that he wanted me included in the group." I wanted so much to be a part of it and to be included and to be considered a permanent part of the Clods." She placed her hand on Jesse’s thigh. "Last year, Jesse especially made me feel welcome. He took the time to fill me in on The Clod’s history and dish out some funny and very personal stories about you guys."
Laughing, Gary said, "Thanks Jesse!"
Sarah smiled and unconsciously started stroking Jesse’s thigh with her fingertips.
"Well he left a lot out." She pointed to John. "And he didn’t tell me the whole truth about The Gathering until a month ago."
John looked a little sheepish. "I just didn’t have the balls to tell you. I’m sorry honey. I didn’t realize it would bother you that much."
Well to tell you the truth, at first I didn’t notice anything," continued Sarah, "but as the week wore on, I caught some of you disappearing for an hour or two in groups. I didn’t pay much attention at first, but when it kept happening each day, it finally dawned on me that you were all hiding something. I had no idea what was going on, but it became obvious to me that I was not going to be included. John was no help. When I asked him what was happening, he made some lame excuses.
Gloria leaned over and kissed Sarah on the cheek. "We tried to be discreet, but we weren’t discreet enough. I’m really very sorry."
Sarah continued, "Then came Friday night and everybody but John left early in the evening. I asked him what was going on, but he just said that he told you all that he wanted to take me out to dinner that night so you all just decided to go to the movies. But then on Saturday I paid close attention and when again you disappeared in groups, I asked John what was going on. He made some excuse about flea markets and gyms. I didn’t believe it for a second." Sarah looked around at all of our faces and said, "If you remember, John and I had to leave two days early so that he could help get his car prepared for an endurance race at Watkins Glen. I remember our goodbyes. Everyone seemed generally sorry that we were leaving with two days left to go in The Gathering. But I just couldn’t help but wonder why John and I weren’t included in the activities – whatever they were. It bothered me all year and I’ve thought about it a lot. I figured it had to be either drugs or sex."
I was sitting across from Sarah and I watched her hand slowly stroking Jesse’s thigh and almost imperceptibly inching its way higher toward the outline of Jesse’s balls. Gloria didn’t seem to notice, but I figured since she was sitting to Sarah’s left, she couldn’t see what was going on.
Sarah paused for a second or two. "Why the secrecy? Why didn’t you just tell me?"
"That was John’s idea," said Gloria. "He didn’t know how you’d react being a newlywed and all. You’d only been married for six months.
John said, "I mean how do you tell your new bride that you want to fuck five other beautiful women for a week?"
Gloria continued, "He was afraid that if he told you before the Gathering, you wouldn’t attend, and that you’d be afraid that if he came to the Gathering by himself, you’d simply assume he’d be joining in the fun without you. He decided to sit out the fun last year and tell you what was going on before this year’s Gathering. When we saw that you were here this year, we just assumed that John had explained everything. We were all very happy to see you get off the plane this afternoon, especially Jesse. You smote him last year and he kept begging John to tell you what was going on. He was in agony last year looking at you but not being able to touch."
Sarah turned to Jesse. "Thank you Jesse. You made me feel the most welcome last year." She slid her hand up and put her palm on Jesse’s thickening hard-on and started stroking his balls with her fingertips. Jesse let out a low moan and started rubbing Sarah’s back. "I’ll make it up to you this year," Sarah said. "One thing you all should know though. I was a virgin when I married John. He’s the only guy I’ve ever been with."
"Oh you poor thing!" Jesse blurted it out without thinking. Laughter erupted from the crowd.
"She was the last of the teenage virgins and I got her," John said with a chuckle.
Sarah smiled. "So tell me, what am I in for this week?"
(Continued)
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Making a Slave Part 1
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Kristin sat on her bed waiting for him to call her soft green eyes starring at the clock on the wall. He was late again tonight and she had grown slightly worried. "Fifteen minutes late. He told me he was calling when he logged off". She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was very attractive with her long black hair and tight frame. She stood 5' 9 and weighed 147lbs. Her breasts were nice and large size 38D. The only problem with the way she looked was every guy looked at her as a piece of meat. They only saw the blonde hair and gorgeous body. All until she had met Stephen. He was the on "You’re late. Hope you have a good excuse" Her hand slipped into the waistband of her shorts. She knew that he would want this. "I need no excuse. I will do as I please and you will like it." There was such strength in his voice she couldn't be mad at him even if she wanted. She knew just by the way he said things she was going to be his slave tonight. She was hoping to role play something else but being his slave wasn't bad. "I understand. I'm sorry master" was all she managed to whisper as her hand slid deeper. "You want to please your master don't you slave.....You want your master to take you away and make you all his?" The way he said things made her tingle. The things she would do to him if she ever had the chance. She would be his slave if he would come and get her and she would love every minute in his arms. "Of course I do master. I promise I would do anything to please you if you were here." She let out a soft whimper as her finger reached her clit. "Then take your hand from your pants and go to the front door. I sent you a present." He knew her to well. She slid her hand away and stood up walking down the hall. She walked slowly by her parents room. She knew she would get yelled at if she got caught. Sure she was twenty four years old but she had moved back in with her parents after some hard times and they were quite strict. She finally made it to the door and stood there nervous. He would do this from time to time. Make some poor delivery guy drop off a package at midnight. She opened the door and saw nothing. Stepping out nervously she looked around. She couldn't see anything so she sighed. "There is nothing here sweetie." She turned to head back in and a hand grabbed her shoulder. Slightly startled she let out a small squeak. She turned to look at the person who grabbed her and smiled. "You bastard. You should have told me you were coming" She wrapped her arms around him. He was exactly the way he looked in the painting she had gotten. He was 6'1 and had a tall thin frame. He had a slightly pale completion but she knew that was because he spent all his time inside. She looked into his gray eyes for the first time ever and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt safe with him. He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "You promised you would come away with me and do whatever I asked." He took her hand and began to walk towards a long black limo which she had just noticed. "Did I? Well I was just playing. Come on lets go inside and we can go somewhere later." Stephen turned and let go of her hand. "I am getting in this car. It’s up to you whether or not you do." He moved slowly to the limo door and stood there. "But if you do come I promise you a night you will never forget and that you will be mine forever†Without another word he slid into the car. The door closed and he sat there waiting. He counted to ten before he instructed the driver to start the car and leave. As the engine roared she finally made up her mind. This was the man she had fantasized about for three months straight. It would be her biggest mistake in life to turn him down. She ran to the car and quickly opened the door getting in. A smile danced upon his lips as he pulled her onto his lap. “Don’t worry Kristin. I promise you made the right choice.†She nodded slowly and sat there motionless. She could feel his hard cock beneath her and she loved every second of it. It had been ages since she had felt a dick and she didn’t want this to go away. She slipped from his lap and turned to face him. She knelt before him as her trembling hands lowered his zipper. As she pulled it all the way down, he grabbed her hands. “Who said you could play with that?†*he thrust her back* “If you want to play with something.†He slid his dick from his pants and smiled* “Play with yourself.â€Â  She was shocked to see he hadn’t been lying all this time. It really was 8 inches. As his hand sat there stroking it she felt warmth between her legs. Did he really want her to play with herself right here and now? They had just officially met for the first time and he didn’t want to fuck her. She was unsure as she stared at him, but that all changed rather quickly. The warmth between her legs had become harder and harder to ignore as she looked at him. She bit her bottom lip as her fingers slid gently into her shorts. She gently teased at her panties. How could she be this wet already? Her index and middle finger rubbed slowly along her panties and were instantly moist. She had never felt like this before, but she wanted to feel like this much more often. With a soft moan she rubbed her panties into herself. All she wanted was to please him. All she needed was for him to want her as she wanted him. Her fingers nudged her panties aside as she wiggled her shorts down. She wanted him to see her in hopes it would make her want him more. She raised a finger to her mouth tasting her own juices. He loved when she did that for him. His eyes widened as she sucked her finger clean. Her fingers returned to her pussy and teased at her clit. He moaned louder and she could feel herself close to cumming. It shouldn’t be like this she told herself over and over. I should be this close yet. Her breath became shallow as he stared at him. “Please Stephen fuck me.†She moaned with desperation in her eyes. “Please just fuck me†His laughter filled the limo as he shakes his head. “No… You haven’t earned that right yet.†She let out a gasp as she couldn’t take it anymore. Moving swiftly she attempted to mount him. He grasped her throat easily and shoved her down. “Finish for me…. Then maybe I will fuck you†She quickly spread her legs and pulled off her shirt. Her right hand teased her clit as her left massaged her nipples. Moaning she could feel herself beginning to cum. Her pussy clenched at her fingers pulling them deeper as she held back her sweet juices.  “Please Stephen cum on me†she blurted out. She needed to feel it. She needed to know he was enjoying all this. That was all he could take. He moaned as he began to cum on her. His breath swallowed as warm sticky cum sprayed on her face and breasts. She moaned loudly as she felt herself release. His warm cum now running down her chest as her body convulsed. She leaned back collapsing upon the floor as her pussy stopped and she sighed. Her hands were soaked as well as the carpet. The entire limo reeked of sex. He smiled as he pulled up his pants and patted his lap. “That’s a good girl. Come sit with me.â€Â    End of Part one.
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The Goddesses of Sex - part 4: Sashiko
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My body was completely motionless, for the first time in at least an hour. I felt my breathing leak out of my half-open mouth, I might have been drooling a little … into Leslie’s soft, long blond hair.
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Again I felt as if I could go to sleep, lying on top of her with my limp penis still penetrated into her ass.
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Leslie’s small body was also still, her breathing quiet and even, her hand pressed close to mine between her warm right breast and the bedspread.
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My mind wavered. Beds, naked women … willing women, beautiful faces, hair, long legs, bulging breasts, dripping juice between their legs. I’m in a delirium. Legs spread wide open. “Suck me, Seth.†“Kiss me.†“Fuck my pussy.†“Fuck my ass.†“Let’s get naked, Seth.â€Â
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Back to reality … if this was real. Leslie was stirring under me.
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Then her voice drifted up, low and breathy, slurred a little, but clear and sultry. “You liiiiike?â€Â
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My mouth was dry. I tried to speak. “Mm-hmm.â€Â
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Leslie was silent, again hardly moving. With my hand I felt her heart beat quickly through her breast  a throbbing, fast beat  she had been busy for the past hour. We both had.
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“I don’t want to let you go,†she muttered. “Even now, you inside me … it feels so good up my ass. I don’t want to let go.â€Â
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Somehow without saying it, I knew that she knew  like I had before, with the previous two, I would be leaving Leslie, walking back outside with her and choosing another partner.
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“You were amazing,†she whispered.
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Then she moved, with me still mounting her, and I braced my knees against the bed and pulled up … my flaccid penis slid slowly out of her asshole and finally released from her suction with a wet pop. Apart from her, I leaned back on my knees and let Leslie get up under me; she pushed her long blond hair behind her shoulders, then her bare legs went over the edge of the bed and she stood up and turned, then bent over, gathering her clothes.
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I got my knees over the side as well and I retrieved my shirt from the floor.
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Leslie’s petite, naked body came closer and she sat down beside me, holding her denim skirt, panties, bra and small pink shirt in her hands. She stroked her wet vagina softly, then looked up at me. “We both need cleaning up.â€Â
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I smiled. “How will you do it?â€Â
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Leslie gave a nod, and I felt my penis hairs tickling  I looked down. The cum slathered there was pulling up, still in liquid form, and the mass jiggled just above my penis in space, as if in zero gravity … Ashley had cleaned up her chocolate some time ago, the same way.
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The juices and cum were peeling off Leslie’s genitals as well. She lay her clothes aside, then spread her legs and hips wide and her vagina opened wider, the whitish blob hovered there and then the cum that had cleaned itself off me flew over to her and joined with her suspended mass  then it all jerked down to between her legs.
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“Mmm. Ooohh.†Leslie spread her legs wider and I watched as the cum flowed back into her, all of it, hers and mine together, and it gurgled and slurped as it rushed in.
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I reached over and brushed my hand through the shrinking blob, felt it stick to me for a moment but instantly it cleaned itself off. Then I touched Leslie’s inner thigh and then the mouth of her bare pussy as the cum sucked the rest of itself into her.
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“Mmmm.†She looked up at me. “I always enjoy that part.†Her eyes drew down, staring at her vagina, then she looked back into my eyes. “Of course, with you, there was a lot more to clean up.â€Â
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Even though I was tired, too tired to crave her sex anymore, I couldn’t help but stare at her face. Maybe she said that to every one of her partners  this was like her job after all, right?  but I still felt as though we had shared something very special together.
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For a second I saw her differently … she was a goddess, but also a sweet girl, with beautiful face and hair and a kind disposition, but also of course with a hot body and the attitude and willingness of the sluttiest harlot.
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Leslie’s fingers were wiggling over something in her pussy? I looked closer as she said, “I think this is for you. Pull it out.â€Â
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Perplexed, I reached down, touched her fingers and then whatever it was  a corner of what looked like white fabric, sticking out of her small crack. I pulled and it slid out easily, more fabric, Leslie cooed softly and leaned back on her hands as I pulled it further and it gooshed out from her, the material widened and I saw a seam and a hole for a leg, and I recognized it.
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“Mmm.†Leslie giggled. “It’s a little present for you. Your own underwear.â€Â
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She had made it disappear before. I laughed as it released and fell out of her pussy, then I held it up before my face. It was clean and dry, and I moved it closed to my nose and breathed in  it smelled of her cum.
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“Yes.†Leslie lowered her voice. “I’ve left my mark on you.â€Â
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We got dressed. Leslie stood up in front of me, her back to the nearby wall, and slipped into her panties first, then stepped into her skirt and pulled it up. I got into my underwear, found my shorts on the floor and put them on, just as Leslie was pulling on her bra  she was going in reverse order from how I had undressed her.
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She had the tiny white bra over her shoulders and then fastened it behind her back  then, she carefully wrapped the material exactly around her breasts. While she pulled her tight pink skirt over her head, I was tucking my shirt into my shorts and fastening the belt, and I leaned back to watch as Leslie adjusted her shirt around her covered boobs, then stretched her chest forward, ensuring it remained tight.
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I stood up, just before her. “Leslie … you were amazing. Incredible … thank you.â€Â
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She smiled. “You will come back, right?â€Â
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“Absolutely.â€Â
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Then Leslie stepped forward and hugged me, her arms around my back and then running up and down over my butt, and I embraced her tightly with my arms around her shoulders.
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She pulled back and we went for the door. “Who are you choosing next?†she asked.
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“I don’t know. Only two left, right?â€Â
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“Nope.†Leslie grinned. “More than that, but they’re just not here right now.â€Â
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We stopped there and faced each other again, and I bent low, knowing what to expect. Leslie threw her arms up over my shoulders and drew me close, found my lips with hers and kissed me, softly, passionately, no open mouth or wet tongue like before but just a sweet, almost innocent, goodbye kiss …
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And one that also restored my sexual vigor and slowly I felt my senses … or lack of senses … return. Leslie was a bombshell. I had just watched her strip, then I had sucked her vagina and then fucked her, then we had both performed oral sex on each other at the same time and then I had fucked her ass … she was incredible!
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I almost wanted to hold her as her lips let go of me, then take her back to the bed and peel off all her clothes and do it all over again. But I resisted. She was a killer in bed, and I would come back to her, but not yet. As Ashley  or was it Melinda?  had said earlier, it wasn’t fair to the others.
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And they’re out there waiting for me. The incredible real-life fantasy experience of this was way past breathtaking.
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Without a word, Leslie opened the door and we went out, back into the main room, with the couches and big-screen TV. The TV was silent now  it had been showing football, but I supposed Leslie and I had been in there through at least two quarters.
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We came in between the couches and Leslie sat down, crossed her legs and leaned back, her eyes closed. I looked around  neither Melinda nor Ashley were there, only the brown-haired beauty in the skin-tight leatherish bodysuit  Courtney  and the Asian girl in her bathrobe, sitting at the other end of the couch.
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I heard Leslie exhale softly behind me.
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“Have a good time?†Courtney asked me.
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I looked back. Was Leslie asleep? It looked like she was.
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“She always does that after her sessions,†Courtney said. “Takes a lot out of her.â€Â
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She almost seemed smart-aleck about it.
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“I thought she was wonderful,†I said.
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“She is sweet.†The Asian girl smiled. “She gives it her all, but it is work for her. And she loves it.â€Â
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“What was your name again?†I asked her.
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She smiled wider. “I am Sashiko. I am the swimmer, remember?†She shifted on the couch, adjusted her thick blue bathrobe over her bronze legs  under her neck the V in the material plunged deep, revealing her deep bustline. “Do you remember what I can do?â€Â
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“Not exactly.†But she was very pleasant to look at  exotic.
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“I can swim,†Sashiko answered. “You will be amazed at my abilities if you take me next.â€Â
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“You can be amazed at her later,†Courtney interrupted  and she stretched, her arms over her head  even her hands were encased in the bodysuit, and I watched as her black-sheathed breasts protruded out to me, nipples retracted but clearly outlined. “Leslie, Sashiko and all the rest stay the same person, Seth.†Finally she leaned back but thrust her hips forward  the material did crease into folds, between her legs. “I can clone anyone. Imagine it. Remember Heather, Seth? Heather, from school? Those days in the office when she was talking dirty or wearing those sexy jeans and tank tops?â€Â
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“Remember how you wanted her right then, and were ashamed of it?†Courtney grinned saucily. “Don’t be shocked. We’ve been watching you for weeks and that’s how we know, and that’s why you’re here. We know a little about what you’ve been dreaming of. That’s how I know.
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“But I can replicate her, Seth. I can take you back to that day in the office. This time, no one will be there. She’ll seduce you eagerly.†Eyes narrowed. “And you two can fuck on the couch in the office.â€Â
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“Seth.†Sashiko spoke quietly, demurely, in her musical voice. “Please let me take you to my world. I promise you will not be disappointed.†She smiled, her tan lips revealing perfect teeth. “I do not want to tell you much and spoil the surprises. But I will tell you, you will be in awe …†She looked down at Courtney, who almost sneered up at her. “Even if I stay the same person and if my body stays the same.â€Â
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Courtney was scowling, but then her expression softened and she shook her head. “Sure. Take your time  it’s your decision. But I’ll be waiting.â€Â
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Sashiko glided closer to me, padding on bare feet on the carpet. Without speaking she took my hand and started  I followed her around the couch and glanced back to see Courtney watching, then she turned away  and then I looked forward to Sashiko. Her lithe body, inside the robe, almost floated over the floor, silent, and I watched her gently sloping curves shift with her motion. Exotic.
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Sashiko opened another door and I smelled moist, fresh air before I saw what was inside. A huge room, dim yellow light from a low ceiling, and pale blue walls … and a swimming pool, large and full of rippling blue water … oh man. It was shaped like a kidney, with wide steps in the center leading down into it, and in the inset area was a small table with a glass top and umbrella, and what looked like a wide, blue plastic recliner.
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I breathed deeply, not saying anything  and Sashiko led me across the soft-carpeted floor over to the center area, she carefully bent down to duck under the umbrella but I walked around it, and then Sashiko stopped without a sound.
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She turned toward me and smiled. “Welcome to my water-world.†Voice lilting, soft and melodious. Her narrow eyes closed for a moment, then opened … beautiful.
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Sashiko shook her head, spread her legs a little and leaned her neck backward, allowing her long, black hair to fall behind her back.
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I stood there watching as she stepped back, then down, her feet in the water, submerged only a couple of inches. She smiled softly toward me, not speaking; her slender lips remained closed.
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Then Sashiko reached down to her waist, her fingers moving, untying. She untied her bathrobe cord and let it fall aside, partially in the water … and her hands grasped the sides of her robe and slowly moved forward and to her sides. Skin … and she opened her robe more, exposing what was underneath.
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An incredible body. Smooth, bronze skin; shapely legs and wide hips; breasts bulging under a too-small blue bikini top, dark ridge between them … a trim, narrow stomach, deep navel; and very thin blue bikini bottom strapped around her waist and between her legs, its hip bands stretching up far over her hips, forming a V.
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I blinked, not taking my eyes from her incredible form. She pulled first one arm out of its sleeve, then the other, then hardly bent over as she silently dropped the robe near the edge of the pool.
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Sashiko drew her arms back, and ran her fingers slowly to the sides of her barely-covered breasts, then traced her hands slowly down over her smooth, bronze body to her bikini waistline. Then she stepped forward, coming toward me, and her lilting, barely-accented voice breathed, “I hope you like what I have to offer.â€Â
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“And we’re … we’re going swimming?â€Â
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“Yes.†Sashiko stopped, inches from me, then her thin, sculpted hands moved to my waist … my heart beat faster … she untucked my t-shirt, pulled it up and I raised my arms for her to take it off; she let it fall to the carpet. Then she knelt, bending her long bare legs on the floor, and smiled up at me … I had a clear above view of half of her breasts inside her bikini top. Quietly, carefully, she unclasped my belt and slid it out and dropped it on the carpet; then, with her mouth in a pink glistening O, she stared up at me with thin brown eyes as she rubbed my bulging groin softly. With long fingers she unbuttoned my shorts, pulled the zipper down, then grasped both sides and slid my shorts down to the floor.
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I stepped out, right foot first, then the other. Sashiko eased up to stand in front of me and I looked first into her eyes, then down across her body.
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She smiled calmly, eyes glancing down to my underwear. “I think you are most adequate.â€Â
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Her dark eyebrows lowered mischievously, looking down to herself as I stared at her chest.
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“Sashiko,†I whispered. “You are stunning …â€Â
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“I am glad you like me.†She grinned and strutted, only a little, then paused. “Can you swim?â€Â
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She took my hand … hers was smooth skin, smooth as silk … and she turned and walked to the pool’s edge. Behind her now, I stared at her ass … her bikini covered most of it but was tight enough for me to see all of her curves.
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Still holding hands, Sashiko and I stepped down into the water, on the steps  the water was warm, clear and tingly somehow … she went further down and I was behind her, I let go of her hand and then sat down, my hips on the step in the water, and I just watched her. Her smooth, bronze legs were wet and then the water covered her bikini bottom … it rose past her waist and to her stomach, the deepest it would go.
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Sashiko turned toward me, watching me. With one hand she swept her long ebony hair behind her shoulders, then she quickly took in a breath and dropped … plunged underneath the water with a small splash that echoed in the room.
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She came back up, face and hair wet and dripping, and again she moved her hair behind her head. Water streamed off her hair and spilled over her bikini top … and under it. It was now wet and darker, and tighter. I could almost see her nipples.
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“Now.†Sashiko’s voice echoed as she held out her arm, one finger extended and then curling backward, beckoning. “Come and enjoy me.â€Â
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I stepped down and quickly into the water, deeper, it was past my waist and then my stomach, and I was there at least, my arms around her soft, wet skin, Sashiko’s breasts slid up against my chest, and her body pressed to mine, I was only a little taller than her. Face so close. Thin, brown eyes, long lashes, high cheekbones and round, pink lips. I felt her warm breath and our mouths connected.
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At first Sashiko made no sound, then backed her face away from me. “Ohh.†Our mouths touched again and now her lips moved out, then in, very slowly, taking her time. She let go again and laughed quietly. “Ahhh.â€Â
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My fingers behind her found her bra top’s string.
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“Mmm-mmmmmm.†Sashiko’s lips came apart from mine and I stared at her face. Her wet, covered breasts pushed into my bare chest. My covered penis bulged near her thigh.
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Was the water level rising? I felt it coming up past my stomach. So warm. Thick white steam had covered the surface.
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Sashiko lowered herself, and me with her.
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“Where?†I whispered.
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“To our cavern of love.â€Â
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I lowered my head below her neck, kissing her, staring down at her breasts, and I brought one arm away from her back and opened my fingers. Finally my hand closed around her right breast and I squeezed, feeling the warmth and the wetness.
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“Mmmm.†Sashiko’s eyes closed, shivering with pleasure. She whispered, “Hold your breath.â€Â
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The floor dropped away. Her arms enclosed me as we sank under, her face pressed into mine and her lips fastened around me. Then her mouth opened and I even felt her breath as we plunged under. My hand had grasped her breast tighter and Sashiko’s moan of pleasure vibrated in her throat as I squeezed hard, kneading her covered flesh with my fingers.
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I opened my eyes and found everything dark. We were floating, wrapped in each other, almost reclining. I couldn’t tell. There was no up or down anymore.
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I could hardly see anything, the water seemed cloudy  no, steamy, and getting even hotter. I heard nothing, then felt a gentle bump  Sashiko’s legs had touched the floor of the pool first. Much deeper than I’d thought. Then I distinctly felt us rising back up.
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Splashing. We broke the surface. Water streamed over my face and I breathed in, struggling to hold onto a wall that was suddenly there behind me. My legs were pressed up against a floor and tangled with hers, then she backed away. My hand released Sashiko’s breast and I brushed at my face, shaking off the water.
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Hot water. It was up to my chest. My legs were spread before me, my rear nestled in a curved intersection of wall and floor.
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“Sashiko?†Oh god, where was she?
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Sashiko’s face and neck emerged from the bubbly, steamy surface just a few feet from me. “Hello, Seth.â€Â
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A floor beneath me, much more shallow. Walls closer all around, in the shape of a heart? Red walls, with no door  there was no way in here besides whatever magic she had used to bring us here in the first place! Hot, humid air, and foggy mirrors, with shelves under them holding multiple candles, all along the outside, with tiny flames flickering yellow light … and I had recovered enough from that magical transition for my heart to start pounding again for a different reason.
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“Do you like hot tubs?†Sashiko glided forward, her body prone and invisible beneath the steamy surface.
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“I don’t know. I’ve never been in one.â€Â
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“Ever dream of one?†Her head slipped lower toward the surface but her shoulders were still visible.
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Sashiko stopped advancing and stared. Narrow, dark eyes. High cheekbones. Wet black hair, glinting in the candlelight and dripping about her tan shoulders, bare except for the slender blue straps. “Tell me about it.â€Â
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I swallowed. “Um …†I didn’t remember it very well. How would she know if I was not repeating it verbatim? “Ah … there was a hot tub. Filled with hot water.†There. “Candles all around, and mirrors.†The back of Sashiko’s hair was reflected in one now, just above the burning flames. “And I was there, almost completely naked, and lying down …â€Â
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Her wet lips formed a sultry smile as she lowered her gaze. “What kind of girl was there?â€Â
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“Asian,†I mumbled. “Sexy beyond belief. Long, black hair. Gorgeous face, hips and legs. Breasts … incredible breasts. … She was in a bikini.â€Â
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“She touched my penis and masturbated me underwater … I cummed and then she stripped.†My heart beat faster and Sashiko moved toward me again. “Then she knelt on top of me and let me penetrate her … and it felt so good …â€Â
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“That’s not a dream.†Sashiko’s chin touched the water as she whispered, “That’s a prophecy.â€Â
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With that her head slipped silently under the water, disappearing beneath the steam … then I felt her long body gliding just above mine, lying against the sloping wall on the floor. Her fingers touched my covered penis, then she lifted my underwear’s elastic band.
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Her hand slipped in and squeezed my penis, pinching it softly, noiselessly, underwater.
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Then she let go, and I felt her grasp the band and pull down. My legs lifted, suspended in the hot water, and I sighed, feeling her peel it off, past my legs, over my feet.
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Sashiko’s head emerged silently, just inches from my face, and her body slid over top of mine, her thighs and bikini bottom and the hot vagina under it pressed tightly against my bare penis, and her thin, pink lips glided up to fasten onto mine for another long, quiet kiss.
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“Mmm-mmmm,†she sighed.
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Finally she edged back, staring serenely at me. Her knees moved onto the floor and she knelt in the water and lifted herself up out of it. The steamy liquid ran off her shoulders and then her blue bikini top. Her breasts protruded, nipples erect.
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“Take off my bra,†Sashiko told me.
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I reached around her back, under her right arm, found the string and pulled. The right one. It came loose and she slipped her arms out from under the straps, letting the cups hang loose on her breasts, clinging there with the water.
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I cupped Sashiko’s right boob in my hand and peeled off the top  first from her right breast, then her left. Huge boobs, wet and firm, red nipples fully erect.
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Sashiko brought herself closer and I buried my face into her breasts. “Ahhh,†she sighed as I moaned; with my mouth open, my lips closed around one nipple, sucked her, felt and heard her throat vibrating with pleasure. With my tongue out I licked her luscious boob, went down between them and then spread my tongue across her other one, kissed her, licked her nipple, sucked her nipple.
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“Ohhhh,†Sashiko whispered. Her hand splashed down into the water and I groped the sides of her hot wet breasts with both hands while I sucked on her hot wet nipple. Then I felt her hand wrap around my penis, under the water, and she jerked up and down.
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I felt myself ejaculate, slicking across her hand.
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“First cum,†Sashiko purred, her chin inches from my eyes.
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I pressed closer to her sensuous slick boobs while her other hand moved her limp bra top away  it had been floating in the water between us. She moved her chest even closer to my face while sliding her fingers up and down my penis, and my groin shuddered under water, convulsing with the thrill. Then I felt her knee press right up against my inner thighs, she was still kneeling in the water, and the heat, the wetness, the thrill!
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She moved her face up to mine for a kiss, and her lips touched mine and we fastened together. Again, a delicate kiss, with slow movements, and I felt more energy shudder through me.
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Her face moved back and her long, expert fingers wrapped around my penis and squeezed tighter.
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She slid in closer, her lips inches from mine. I felt her warm breath as she whispered, “I can take off my bikini bottom now.â€Â
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Sashiko backed away, sliding her body off me, and floated up to a kneel. Then her left knee came up first and she rose to a full stand before me, rippling the hot, steamy water. With one hand she reached across her wet stomach and pushed down inside her thin bikini … in the front, and rubbed herself softly, up and down, moaning. “Mmmmm. Will you touch me there in a moment?â€Â
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Her hand withdrew, then she grasped the sides of her bikini and pulled down over those gorgeous legs. She wiggled her hips as she bent over slightly, and there was her vagina. Gleaming wet, no hair, deep and dark and red.
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Just above the flickering yellow candle flames was her ass in the mirror, soft and round and wet.
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I groped my own penis and jerked up and down, up and down, lubricated with my own cum. Again I ejaculated into the water as I stared at Sashiko naked.
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One foot lifted, then the other, and she dropped the bikini into the water.
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The steaming surface splashed and rippled again as she knelt back down, slipping her vagina under the water, out of my vision, and she slid on her knees toward me and reached for my penis again. Her hand grasped around it and she closed her eyes, lifting her chin slightly as if this were a spiritual experience. Now her wet lips parted open and she moaned while her fingers kneaded my shaft.
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 “I want you to put this into me,†she whispered.
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Oh my god, yes. I nodded.
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Sashiko let go of my cock and slid up onto me, her face next to mine, her hands pressed against the edges of the wall behind me. Her slick, wet breasts with dark red, inflamed nipples filled my vision. My hands reached back and each clasped on a breast, delicate flesh, and I squeezed her softly.
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“Oh. You like my tits?†Sashiko smiled placidly while she lifted her groin over mine. “You like to play with my tits? Suck them and pinch my nipples?â€Â
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“Pinch my nipples now. Give me pleasure. Touch me.â€Â
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I grasped her left breast nipple between two fingers and rubbed it softly.
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Her legs. Now, with my right hand, I reached down past our waists.
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“Mmmm.†Sashiko’s eyes were closed as I touched her inner thighs underwater. Her vagina. Soft and delicate, folds of skin slick with cum and only inches from my penis.
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“Umm … oh.†Her eyelids parted and her body trembled as she stared down toward herself. “Oh yes. Rub my pussy. Ohhhhh.†Sashiko’s lips twitched as I began tickling her vagina softly. Then I found her clitoris and pinched that just as gently. Her eyelids opened further and her shiny, wet lips pursed into an O.
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“Oh. Oh my god. Oh, yes. Ahhh.†Eyes narrow again, glimmering and staring at mine but vacant as the pleasure flowed across her naked body. “Oh yes. Oh that’s good. Ohh my god, ohh my god. Oooohhh. Ohhh, I want you to cum inside me.â€Â
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Her vagina moved past my fingers and down. Her skin touched my penis.
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Her arms wrapped around my neck and she lowered her face to mine. Soft, wet lips enveloped my mouth. My penis slipped up into her body, sliding inside her wet, trembling flesh. My hand down there went around her hip and found her backside, rubbed her cheek slowly, splashing in the water down there … then I rubbed her ass crack.
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“Mmm.†Her breath was all over me, her lips grinding on my mouth as her arms withdrew from my neck and her hands ran through my wet hair. Her legs and stomach pressed right against mine. Sashiko had mounted me. “Ohh … mmm-mmmm-mm-mmm, mmmm.†Our lips nestled together, slick and wet. I reached up and clasped her other breast with my other hand, then groped her two boobs at the same time.
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Sashiko released my mouth and then pressed her face cheek to mine, her fingers sliding through my hair and then touching my face. Then she moved back and slid her lips across my cheek, repeatedly kissing my temple, my ear, my neck. Her soft lips on my skin. Her vagina wrapped around my penis.
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She raised herself just a little, withdrawing my penis, then pressed in and thrill coursed through me. Her own body shuddered. “Oh yes.†Again, and harder … the water splashed and I moaned with the pleasure.
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Sashiko’s eyes were closed and she was whispering, “Oh, you’re so hot. Oh I could stay here forever … ooohh, yes, touch my breasts, feel them. Feel my very big tits. Mmmmm-mmm.†She kissed my neck again between words: “Feel my … slender, sexy wet body … all over you!â€Â
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Her face moved back as she raised her hips, pulling her vagina around my penis. “I just love the feel of your big cock inside me.â€Â
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Sashiko’s quivering body slid back down onto my cock and finally I erupted into her.
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“Oooooaaahhhh!†She shivered with excitement and her own orgasm. I gasped, raised my head and she met my lips with hers for more kisses, over and over, lips brushing, sucking, tickling, clasping. Oh, the smell of her steamy, shimmering wet body, scent of her wet black hair! Her mouth, so hot and wet  and I remembered she was refilling my vigor  and I just kept flowing into her, and her hips were wriggling.
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Now she kneaded her body up and down, up and down. Pumping me for more. Arms around my neck, and fingers brushing across my shoulders, her hips shuddering over mine. For a moment she stopped pumping and ground her inner thighs around my cock, side to side  “Aahhhhh!†moaning with pleasure, then drawing her hips up again to go up and down … my god, this was incredible.
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I kept spurting into her. Both our bodies shivered, completely connected.
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Sashiko’s face drew back and her lips released mine … her head nodded with her motion and I still clung to her breasts as she moved up and down, almost sitting on my penis now, still mounted, drawing it in and out and wringing repeated jolts of cum into her body.
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She was making waves in the water. Hot, humid, steaming air. Fog all over. Burning candles on the sills under the mirrors.
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Breath pulsed from her pursed lips as she rode me. “Mmm … mmm … mmm … mmm!â€Â
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“Oh you’re unbelievable,†I breathed. “Oh, so wet  and wonderful  aahh!†A huge burst of cum.
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Sashiko’s eyes widened with another thrill of her own and she screamed! “Ohhhh-ahhh! You like fucking Asian tight pussy?!â€Â
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Now Sashiko lowered her vagina fully back on and bent her chest down. My hands followed her and her lips protruded even more. Her arms wrapped my neck again and her upper body collapsed on me. With a low sigh she buried her lips into mine, sucking hard and wet, tighter, faster.
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“Mmmm!†Kiss. “Mm-mmm!†Kiss, smack. Her tight, hot, wet pussy wriggled across my cock, buried into her. “Mm-mmm-mmmmm.â€Â
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An enormous jolt and I cried out with the absolute THRILL! and I had exploded within her! My hips jerked upward, muscles immobile and my toes locked together somewhere down below … “AHHH!â€Â
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Sashiko’s hips shifted, inner thighs sliding back and forth over mine, greased with cum, her lips slid across and then off my mouth … and my hands dropped limply from her breasts, my eyes pressed almost closed as I stared at her wiggling on top of me, her wet hair and breasts jiggling. One hand clasped her own boob and she groped herself, moaning softly, then she threw her head back, flipping her wet hair behind her shoulders and thrusting her breasts forward as she continued to ride, with my cum pulsing between her legs.
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Sashiko released her own breasts and lifted her groin off mine, splashing gently in the steamy water. My penis slipped out from between her legs and I felt the hot water flow over me. It was already shrinking.
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Sashiko slid up next to my right, sitting with her hip next to mine, turned with her head resting on her palm, her elbow on the round wall. Her bare breasts rose from the water, nipples still red and inflamed.
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“Ohhh,†she breathed. “That was wonderful.â€Â
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I sighed in the steamy air, breathing hard, and I stared at her gorgeous, angular face, high cheekbones and narrow brown eyes. I whispered, “You were sensational.â€Â
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“Mmm.†Sashiko grinned and touched her breasts again, lifting them further from the water, inviting me. Slowly my hands reached forward and each set of fingers clasped around a wet boob, squeezing her, groping her.
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“Are you ready for more?†she asked.
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My fingers tensed on her tits. “You have more?â€Â
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Sashiko quietly edged closer and now rolled onto me again, lying prostrate with her legs touching mine, her stomach on mine and her breasts squeezed against my chest. My softening penis had touched her thigh again and the briefest aftershock from our encounters shuddered through my nerves.
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Sashiko wrapped her arms around my neck and touched her nose to mine, gazing into my eyes.
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 “Kiss me.†She smiled wider, mouth open and shining with perfect teeth. “Breathe into me. This is like CPR, our breathing technique. We kiss under water. Our mouths are airtight and we share air.â€Â
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“You breathe into me,†Sashiko said, “and I will breathe into you. Soon you will find you can breath on your own.â€Â
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“How can I breathe underwater?†I whispered.
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“I can. And I’ll give you the ability  if you make me happy.â€Â
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Her O-shaped mouth slipped a across my cheek. “Give me one orgasm. Do whatever you must to pleasure me.â€Â
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Now her lips clasped mine … “Mmm,†and I felt the slightest tremor of energy return. Her leg touching my penis sent another short thrill coursing through me.
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Sashiko whispered, “Here we go.â€Â
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Again her lips thrust into mine and sexual energy blazed through my body. Now the floor was sinking and the water level rose, hot liquid and humidity and steam  then the temperature cooled in an instant and her legs intertwined with mine as we plunged under.
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I forced my eyes to remain open. The redness and fog and flickering candlelight had disappeared.
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My penis dangled in the water, but I felt it re-tightening, my legs waving in space.
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Light wavered. Sashiko’s body pressed as close to mine as possible. Her breasts felt warm in the cool water and my hands reached up to squeeze them. Her nipples were erect and I heard her moan softly as I pinched them between my fingers.
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Sashiko’s legs rubbed mine below us. Then I realized my eyes had closed and I quickly opened them.
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The water was clear. Still deep blue. Sashiko’s head floated directly before my vision and her black hair had spread like a cloak behind her head, floating, wavering and beautiful. Her narrow eyes glimmered in the blue light and her high cheekbones were gorgeous.
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Everything was cold. Then the water suddenly grew warmer. The heat flooded across my skin, prickling and sensuous.
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Where were we? For a moment I remembered I couldn’t breathe, and I glanced downward. No floor. Then I looked up. No ceiling.
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Sashiko moaned as I kept rubbing her breasts. Her hand reached down to wrap around my penis and she stroked it softly. “Mmmm.†She was audible in the water.
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Her head tilted up and her lips opened.
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Sashiko stretched her arms back and her breasts protruded forward. She sighed another burst of bubbles, then her hands reached behind my neck and rubbed across my back. My still feet dangled into nothingness, but then Sashiko raised her legs, sliding them across mine and bending her knees to sit cross-legged in space. Her pussy opening widened and her own cum glimmered between her legs.
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I clasped both breasts in my hands as I bent my head lower, past her hand, and I opened my mouth and released a stream of bubbles as I exhaled further. Then I closed my lips, my legs tilting behind me and my body lying flat as I used my tongue and touched it to her pussy. My eyes closed as the heat from her wet skin met my tongue, the tastes of her cum entering my buds. Her hand touched my neck, then pushed my face closer into her groin.
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Sashiko’s legs crossed behind my neck and her knees bent and held me there, my face pressed into her groin. I released her left breast and slid my hand down across her stomach and then up under her leg, extended two fingers and gently slipped them up and inside her pussy. I watched her inner thighs twitch even more as I slid them in and out, lubricated by her slick fluids even in the water.
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Her body convulsed as she moaned, her legs shook and slid back and forth across each other, wrapped around my neck. I felt my own feet kicking back and forth behind me, still touching nothing, as both of us hung there and I continued licking her vagina, pushing and then withdrawing my fingers from inside her.
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My lips formed a vacuum with the opening between her legs and her inner thighs pressed hard into my cheeks, her skin trembling. White-hot thrill washed across my throat and then down into my chest and lungs. I lurched backward, breaking the vacuum and I gasped!
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“Mmmmm.†She smiled down to me with her thin eyes half-closed. “Bubbles feel goooood.â€Â
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“Oh, you will want to thank me now,†she replied, and her legs lowered past my sides and hips. Sashiko hovered in the water, stretching up and down and now forward. Her hands touched my hips as she leaned toward me, pushing me from her, lowering her head. To my groin. Her jet-black hair spread behind her neck and shoulders … as her perfect face approached my penis.
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“Ohh, suck me, Sashiko,†I blubbed. “Let me cum in your mouth.â€Â
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My legs tensed beneath me, ramrod-straight, and my hands found her shoulders. Sashiko licked my head, blowing bubbles and small water currents down to my balls.
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Now she thrust her face forward and drew my cock up inside her mouth. “Mmmmm.†Wrung it up and down, with tight, even wetter lips pushing back and forth over my trunk, hot, slippery cheeks pressing in on me inside and tongue wriggling. Sashiko opened her mouth and released more bubbles, prickling against my skin, a thrill for my senses.
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Suddenly she pulled me even further down her mouth, her lips firm against my pubic hair.
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My cum erupted and coursed down her throat. Sashiko swallowed that first burst, then withdrew, taking the trunk in her hand and slapping it against her tongue, spreading strings of cum in the water and then squeezing the trunk as her pursed lips met my head and took another burst into herself and swallowed it down with an audible gulp. Her other arm reached up behind, pulled on my shoulder and she ascended, still holding my penis but now hovering her vagina closer to my cock.
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Her hand withdrew and I gasped as another thrill gathered and more semen ejected in the water. Sashiko’s legs kicked and she began to drift too high. My arms embraced her, pulling her closer, then my left hand glided across her back to push my fingers between her ass cheeks as I took my own penis in my right hand  aaahh! still in the throes of orgasm  and pushed it into her pussy.
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All the way. My cock slipped inside and Sashiko gurgled, “Ooooohhh.†I thrust my groin toward hers and her lithe, sensuous body shivered in thrill.
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My right hand joined my left behind her, clasping her ass cheeks, kneading her soft flesh. My left index and middle fingers probed her crack, touching her asshole, and Sashiko shuddered even more, her midsection twitching forward.
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Holding her ass, I pushed her out, then pulled in again, jolting thrills through both of us. In, out. In, out. Floating in the water. Our legs dangling, and now I moved my knees past her gorgeous hips, intertwining my legs with hers.
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Sashiko’s face blurred forward, hair streaming behind her, and her hands clasped the back of my head and her face pressed into mine, lips hot, wet and tightening over and over on my mouth, our noses releasing bubbles before my eyes.
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More thrills bolted through my neck and spread through my body. Orgasms shot through and cum erupted between her legs, again and again, following the same pattern as her lips on mine: sucking, clasping, letting go, then sucking again, as she and I moaned together. Again my hands clasped on her hips and ass drew her back, then jerked her forward, shoving my penis back into her.
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An incredible jolt and more cum flowed into Sashiko’s shaking body as her lips shoved deeper into mine.
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Her hands released my head, slid across my cheeks, still aiming my face directly toward hers and bubbles drifting between us. Then her hands traced down my shoulders and pushed, and her upper body leaned backward, hair flowing in the water, arms outstretched and fingers pointed gracefully askance. Her breasts protruded as she leaned and I yearned to grope them again, yet my hands were busy thrusting her body and vagina in and out around my penis.
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“Oooooaaaahhhh,†Sashiko’s voice gurgled, bubbles flowing as she leaned back … and she changed positions, still keeping my penis inside herself and letting me penetrate while moving her hips, back and forth. Again her body shivered with an orgasm as her legs passed behind me, her inner thighs now around my hips as she stretched … horizontal, lithe and sensuous, arms held over her head.
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She wriggled, twisting her canal over my penis and more thrills spasmed through me. I lost my grip on her thighs and just hung there, ogling her body stretched before me.
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Sashiko twisted in the water. Her legs drifted down again and past mine and her breasts came closer to me, I reached for her hips again but her sexy moaning vibrated in the water and in her pussy as she pulled against my stomach and rotated herself to the left, hair drifting, breasts inches from sliding across my chest. Her vagina twisted around my penis and I swallowed, breathing in water and just watching with fascination as she turned, legs pointing straight up, head downward.
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She took my hand and pulled, rotating; I felt myself tilting backward while she remained impaled on my cock, turning more quickly, her body buzzing as she moaned with the pleasure. Drifting hair, moving shoulders, trim stomach … her breasts and face again passed before my vision, she pushed my stomach and kept going.
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Rotating. Legs pointing up  I stared down between her legs and shivered, another thrill had hit and the cum spurted into her pussy, spinning around me. She pulled at my arms, hips, chest, and hands rhythmically, turning, turning. Face blurred past. Hair streaming behind her. Breasts. Legs again. Vagina corkscrewing around my cock, drawing continued bursts of cum into herself.
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She stopped, upright, hair still drifting, and now our bodies also. Cupped my face in her hands. Kissed me long and hard, hair flowing with continued momentum around my neck, prickling the senses. Energy renewed in my body and I grasped Sashiko’s breasts, groped her hard, rubbed her nipples and brought more sensuous moans and bubbles from her wide-open lips. I thrust her sideways and released her boobs and she was spinning again … legs … face, hair and breasts … legs … face, hair and breasts.
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Again she halted, throwing us sideways with the force, our bodies drifting in space. “Oooohhh,†she murmured, and she flipped backward, bringing her legs up and behind me, twitching her vagina around me and now jerking herself back and forth, back and forth. An even greater orgasm burst into cum between her legs as I watched her … and now she bent her knees at my hips, drawing her legs back, then bent her upper body forward and brought her hands down to clasp her feet.
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Sashiko pulled her legs even further, now at acute angles to her body, opening her vagina even more and I gasped in shock as she wedged her feet at her shoulders behind her neck, toes tangling with her flowing black hair.
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I reached forward. Our bodies still drifted toward nowhere, warm water flowing all around. My hands clasped her breasts and I began to lean forward. I lay atop her, pressing her breasts on my chest and I bent down to suck her left nipple, releasing her boobs and running my hands alongside her body, tracing her curvaceous legs.
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“Ohhh my gohhhhd,†Sashiko slurred.
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My face jerked upward and quickly I found her lips with mine and mashed them in. Sashiko jolted, stunned and then thrashing with the thrill as I licked her mouth with my tongue. Her arms folded over my back and neck and squeezed tighter, palming my hair, clasping my face.
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I released Sashiko’s lips, drawing strength from her magical energy and leaned my body back, pushing on her breasts for leverage, my cock still buried between her legs. My hands found her ass, pointing audaciously toward me with her legs stretched alongside her upper body, feet wedged behind her head. I squeezed her cheeks, gurgled with the thrill of her trembling around my penis, then clasped her hips, pushed her further out. In, and spasms of thrill. Out and she shrieked out bubbles. In and out. In and out.
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Sashiko’s body shuddered and I felt her lurch leftward. “Mmmmm-MMMMMM!†she moaned and I watched her corkscrew on her own, her ass flipping past my vision and then her front again, side, hips, then ass, then other hip, then front and her hair streamed around her feet pressed up to her neck. Sashiko cried out with bubbles trailing, “Uhhhh … yuh-yuh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh …â€Â
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Nightfire
Chapter 1
It Was A Cold Windy November Afternoon and Melissa Just Got Home From Working Around The City Cleaning The Gardens, She Was Exausted From Work And Needed To Relax, She Put Some Music On, Got Out Of Her Work Clothes And Ran A Hot Bath And Pour Herself A Glass Of Red Wine, She Had Put the Glass On The Bench Next To The Bath And Got In, Melissa Had Needed To Relax, Her Work Had Got Her Stress All Week Because Of The "Save The
As The Minutes Past, Melissa Got Out Of The Bath, Put Her Purple Silk Robe On That She Bought From The Shop Out Of Town, Melissa seemed to Always Feel Good In It Some Reason, She Went To The Lounge Room And Grabbed One Of Her Vampire Books "House Of Night, She Loved Vampires, They Were A Turn On For Her, Just Thinking Of Teeth Seething Over Her Neck Gave Her Pleasure, Just As She Was About To Start Reading, The Phone Rings, "Hey Melissa Its Kurt, We Need Someone To Fill In For Jane Cause She Is Sick" She Knew Jane Wasnt Sick, But She Wasnt Going To Work Either, "No Sorry, Ive Worked 42 Hours This Week" Melissa Told Kurt, She Hung Up And Put The Phone Down And Went Back To Reading My Book, Shortly After That, She Fell Asleep.
Hours Later A Storm Comes And Melissa Woke Up To The Sounds Of Thunder And Rain Coming Down Hard, She Got Up And Grabbed The Candles And Torches, Then The Power Goes Out, Fucking Great She Whispered, As She Turned To Get The Torch, A Dark Figure Appeared in the lounge room, She Stumbled Back In Shock And Dropped The Torch, She Picked It Up And Shined The Light Where The Dark Figure Was standing, But No One Was In Sight, "Did I Have To Much To Drink?" Melissa Asked Herself as she looked at her glass, Then The Power Came Back On, melissa Looked At The Time And It Was 10:52 Pm, melissa had enough of reading so she Decided To Head Off To Bed
Chapter 2
Melissa Wakes Up To The Noise Of The Door Knocking, She Looked At The Clock Realising It Was 11am, She Got Up Put Her Robe On And Heads To Her Front Door And Looks Into The Eye Hole, It Was The Milk Man, Just A Second, She Grabs Her Wallet To Pay The Milkman, Opens The Door And The Milkman Was Gone, But The Case Of Milk Was There Along With A Note "I Will Come Back This Afternoon To Get The Money" So She Picked The Case Up And Took The Old Case Out, She Heads To The Kitchen And Puts Away The Milk, Later On During The Day, She Wondered About The Dark Figure Last Night, Was He Real? Or Had I Drank Too Much Wine Last Night, She Checked The The Wine Bottle And Realised It Was Pretty Full, She Also Wondered How He..Or How She Got In The House, She Looked Around The Doors And Windows, Nothing Broken, She Went To The Lounge Room Where She Saw Him Standing, There She Noticed Something A Small Puddle Of Water, She Thought To Herself If The Roof Was Leakin Or This Was From The Dark Figure.
She Sat Down And Decided To Ignore It And Continue Reading Her Book, Once Again The Phone Rings And Its Kurt And Asked Melissa To Come And Work Today, As Soon As She Heard What He Had To Say, She Hung Up, She Didnt Care If She Was Fired, They Over Worked Her And She Knew She Could Get A Better Job, So She Went Back To Reading Her Book, Later On In The Day, She Decided Take A Shower And Wash Her Self With This Knew Honey Milk Body Lotion She Bought, She Got Undressed, And Let The Hot Water Run In The Shower, Her Almost Pale Skin Covered In Water Runnin Right Off Her Arms And Breasts, She Put Down Her Long Brunette Hair Wetting It And Massaging Her Head And Body, Now Came Out The Body Wash, It Ran Smoothly Across Her Breast And Stomach As She Rubbed It In And Around Her Body, Her Nipples Perked Up From Rubbing The Milky Smooth Body Wash Across Her Body And Arms.
She Washed It Off And Finished Herself In The Shower, She Got Out And Wiped Herself Down Dry, She Moved Her Fingertips Across Her Body Feeling How Smooth Her Body Is, She Looks Up At The Mirror And Falls Back With Shock, She Runs Around The House Naked Locking The Doors And Closing The Windows And Runs Into The Kitchen Grabbing A Knife, Thinkin Of What She Saw On The Mirror "I See You Like To Read" In Blood
Chapter 3
She Sat There In The Corner Of The Kitchen Scared, Shaking And Shocked At What She Saw, She Thought It Was It All A Dream, So Many Thoughts Running In Her Mind, Melissa Decided To Look Around, She Got Up And Held Her Knife Firmly Ready To Strike At Anything, She Looked Around Slowly Praying No One Was In The House, She Checked The Whole House From Top To Bottom, Nothing, She Was To Scared To Call The Police Or Her Friends For Help, She Didnt Know What To Do.
As She Walked Into The Bathroom She Noticed The Blood Was Gone, But The Words Were Still There, She Looked Around Scared For Her Life, Then..The Door Knocks, She Jumps Screaming Fuck, She Yells Out Who Is It? "The Milkman" He Replies, She Yells Out "Oh Shit, Let Me Get You The Money", She Puts A Towel On And Gets The Money For The Man, "Here You Go Sorry Bout This Morning" She Tells Him "Its Alright" He Tells Melissa, She Hands Over The Money "You Can Keep The Change" "Oh Thank You" He Tells Her, She Closes The Door She Lays Her Back On The Door As The Milkman Leaves.
Still Shaking Scared, She Locks Every Door And Window In Her House And Puts A Knife In Her Bedside Table, Later That Evening, She Sat On Her Lounge Still Scared, But She Was Trying To Forget What She Saw Eariler In The Bathroom, But Even In The Back Of Her Mind She Couldnt Forget That Dark Figure..Was She Being Stalked? She Thought To Herself About It For Hours, She Tryed To Get It Off Her Mind By Reading Her Books And Having A Glass Of Wine, But She Still Asked Herself, Who Is This Dark Figure
Chapter 4
Melissa Had Fallen Asleep Until She Heard A Whisper, She Looked Around Her Lounge Room To See Anyone, Nothing, She Got Up And Searched The House Just To Make Sure, Nothing She Didnt See Anything Unuseal, She Heard Another Whisper Calling Her Name, The Sound Of It Made Her Body Shiver Cold, She Looked Around Her And Nothing, She Went To Her Bedroom And Layed Down Under The Silk Blankets Hoping It Was Just The Cold Wind.
She Tried To Sleep But She Was Couldnt Until She Knew Whatever Was Happening Was Gone, She Turned Her Lamp On Sat There Brushing Her Hair Back Trying To Get Her Mind Off Of Things, It Wasnt Working, So She Tried Her Books, As Much As Melissa Loved Reading Them She Always Fell Asleep To Them, So She Grabbed Her Book And Sat There Reading For Hours Until She Heard Something, She Got Up And Took Her Torch Just Incase.
Melissa Got Out Of The Bedroom And Forgot About Her Knife, She Turned Around And She Tripped Backwards, A Pale White Man With White Slicked Hair, Black And Red Leather Vest With Black And Red Striped Pants Had Appeared Behind Her, She Got Up And Tried To Run Away, But The Man Got Infront Of Were With Such Speed And Grabbed Her, She Had No Idea What To Do, Melissa Struggled To Get Out Of The Mans Grasp, But He Was Just To Strong, The Man Picked Her Up And Took Her Into The Bedroom And Threw Her On The Bed And Closed The Door Behind Him.
Chapter 5
Melissa Was Frightened On Her Bed, She Threw What Ever She Could But He Kepts Dodging Them, He Walks Up Nexted To And Grabs Her Hand And Sits Down Next To Her, Melissa Tried Move Away But She Couldnt Get Far, The Firm Yet Cold Grasp Of The Man Was To Strong, The Man Whispered Her Name And It Gave Her A Cold Feel Down Her Spine, He Whispered Her Name Again "Melissa" The Cold Whisper Felt So Cold But She Found Strangly Arousing, Once Again He Whispered To Her "Lay Down Melissa"
She Couldnt Control Herself, She Felt Possessed As She Layed Down Next To Him At His Command, The Man Brushed Her Hair Back Behind Her Neck, While Running His Fingertips Along Her Stomach, "Melissa, I See How You Read Those Books, It Gives You Such Pleasure Thinkin Of What Happens In Those Books Doesnt It" He Tells Melissa, Yes She Replies Back To Him, "Well Melissa Tonight, Those Books Come To Life" He Says To Her While Smelling Around Her Neck
Melissa Lays Back Feeling The Pleasure Of His Voice Talk To Her So Softly, It Felt Like Pure Ectasy, Melissa Asks The Man Before Everything Happens "What Is Your Name" She Whispered, But He Didnt Reply, He Just Looked Into Her Eyes And Said Nothing, He Starts To Kiss Her Soft Smooth Neck, The Feel Of It Gave Her Pleasure That She Never Felt Before, He Pulled Off Her Robe Leaving Melissa In Her Bra And UndErwear, He Slowly Kissed Down Her Chest Towards Her Stomach While Softly Running His Fingers Along Melissas Neck. "Close Yours Eyes" He Says To Melissa, She Looked At Him Once More Then Closed Her Eyes, He Moved Back Up To Her Neck Brushing The Hair Away From Her Neck, He Took One Last Smell Of Her Beauty, Then She Screamed In Pain
Chapter 6
Melissa Layed There Screamin In Pain But Pleasure At The Same Time, The Man Was Biting Her Neck Hard, But Also Sucking The Blood Out Of Neck, She Soon Realised What He Ment By "Those Books Come To Life" Now She Didnt Know If She Wanted It Or Not, But It Seemed Like She Didnt Have A Choice As He Was Sucking The Blood Out Of Her Body, He Soon Stopped And Licked The Blood Of Her Lips, But The Sexual Pleasure Of Sucking Her Blood Didnt Stop, He Rubbed His Hands Down Her Chest, Massaging Her Breasts Softly, Melissas Nipples Had Harden From The Pain And Pleasure
He Slid Down Her Bra, Slowly Kissing Her Nipples While Rubbing Her Stomach Smoothly, A Short Moan Of Pleasure Shot Down Melissas Spine As His Lips Were Wrapped Around Her Breasts While moving his hands around her body and legs, the extremely incredible pleasure she was recieving was nothing she had either felt before, she didnt even think about the two bite holes in her neck
The More He Sucked On Her Breasts, The Further Down His Hand Went, Slowly Reaching Down To Melissas Panties And slowly pulling them off, leaving melissa completly naked, the pleasure she was making her nipples hard and her pussy wet and she didnt want him to stop, she felt like she was in heaven, her eyelids open and she sat up, she sat there alone she got up and looked around the house for "the vampire", she couldnt find him, she went back to her room, and found her book on the bed, she looked up and closed her eyes, realising it was all a dream, she went to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror, she turned the hot water on and washed her face, she looked back and wiped her face dry, she then noticed something on her neck, two bite holes
Chapter 7
What melissa thought was a dream was actally reality, she ran back into her bedroom looking around hoping it there was anything left behind, she found a note in her book saying "the more you read the better it feels" melissa was speechless, didnt know what to think or feel about on what just happened, all she knew was that she was biten by what she knew to be a vampire, but not a vicious one, but somewhat romantic, scary yet romantic, she remembered the soft touch of his fingertips running along her body, the massaging of her breasts, his pale skin and white hair.
melissa couldnt sleep at all that night, all she could think of is what happened, and what else would happen if she kept on reading her books, she read plenty of vampire books, but was this one differnt she thought to herself. the one thing she was most concern of was the bite, she knew it was there and was feeling it, melissa didnt know if she was going to become a vampire or not, did he suck enough blood to make her become a vampire as well.
she got out of bed and walked out to her bookcase where her collection of vampire and romance books were stored, she knew in each vampire book she girl got bitten and turned to a vampire, melissa decided continue reading her books and wait for the vampire to come back, so she got her back to her bedroom, picked her book up and continued reading each page, waiting for him to come back, even if she fell asleep dreamt about it again, melissa didnt mind, she had to see him again, to feel his touch, hear his voice
Chapter 8
Melissa Did End Up Sleeping That Night, When She Woke Up, She Didnt Wanna Go Outside or be in any part of the sun light, just incase she did become one, so melissa got up and carefully closed all the curtains and windows, she went into the bathroom and turned the hot water on for a shower, she took off her silk robe and got in, wetting her body and hair down, the water running down her body so smooth, her nipples were still hard from the night as the water dripped from them
she turned the shower off and wiped herself dry and walked out to her bedroom and got dressed into her tight jeans and white top, she walked out to the lounge room to make herself some coffee, as she walked pass the bathroom door, Melissa looked at the mirror and noticed the writing saying "I See You Like To Read" it didnt bother her though, she had something else on her mind, the vampire
Melissa Was desperate to see him again, she didnt care how long it took to feel his touch again, she walked into the kitchen and turned the kettle on, melissa knew she had alot of reading to do and didnt want fall asleep, so she knew was going to need some coffee, keep her awake and ready, she checked her mobile to see if she had any messages while waiting for the kettle, "hey mel, par-tay at my house, you gotta come :-P, love tina" melissa wasnt really interested in a party, she was more focused on her book, "Nah sorry, i got work the next day, next wkend" she replied back, melissa leaned back on the cupboard, lookin at her book, thinking of what could happen tonight
Chapter 9
Hours had passed when she started to read the book, melissa had gone through mostly every chapter until the final chapter of the book, and no one appeared, cept for the mail man but he just slipped the mail into the slot then left, he was so weird, he didnt where the useal work clothes, he would go around in the brightest clothes he could buy, along with the weirdest wigs, i guess he was a lonely guy, oh well, thats his problem she thought.
it was getting close to midnight, she stopped reading the book for an hour so she could fantasize about the vampire, everytime melissa thought about him, her nipples would go hard. she cleaned up around the house for a bit and had dinner, then went to her bedroom and turned the lamp on, melissa got undressed and into her purple silk robe again but decided to have no bra or panties, she got her book and layed down in bed and continued to read the final chapter of the book, melissa was so turned on from the book, she started to twist her nipples softly while reading.
she had just about finished the book when she got a phone call, she rushed out to get it but it stopped ringing, so she walked back into bedroom and closed the door, she turned around and stood there frozen, the vampire had returned, melissa wasnt scared though, she was waiting for him to appear, she moved towards him slowly, melissa reached out to his hand and softly grabbed it while the other hand was on his chest, his steel blue eyes looked into her eyes, he slowly pulled towards the bed and laid her down softly
Chapter 10
he took of his vest and stood next to melissa, her hands moved her hands up rubbing his stomach and chest as he slowly unbuckled his belt, she sat up and took her robe off and threw it to the side of the room, melissa looked into his eyes and asked again "what is your name? " he breathed into and whispered to her " my name is Nachtfeuer" melissa asks him what does it mean, he replies "it means nightfire"
she laid there naked, her nipples were harder then ever and she was so horny, she pulled him down and kissed him passionatly, tounges slid in and out of each others mouth, rubbing each others chest smoothly, lips massaged and bodys rubbed, He slowly slid down her body kissing down her chest towards to stomach
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Daphne and the Estragon
"Young bitches," said the creature to a ghoulish companion behind him, who peered at her with black eyes that were wilted like raisins. The ghoul lurked in the shadows behind the mutant who tormented her. She felt robbe
In fact Daphne found the whole situation -- being cornered in the dark streets and sedated by these two mutant henchmen -- distasteful, but at some level of remove. The drug they had jabbed into her asscheek and sent coursing through her veins had removed all sense of fight or flight, all energy for endeavor. The estragon dangled before her and oozed its peculiar alien juices, and yet when the time came she acquiesced, even leaned forward a little to allow the revolting thing full ingress into her tiny young, pink mouth. A taste like the smell of a homeless man filled her and a shudder rippled through her, but the twitching thing sank into her and she didn't recoil.
Gar, the creature, always loved that first moment when he stuck it into an Earth girl. It reminded him of interstellar travel. Sometimes it was like a hop between inner planets and sometimes a long, deep jag squeezed into a minute's cryofreeze. That feeling of a world of time and space erupting at his feet would quiver through him again when he brought these fertile, fragrant mammals to heel. He'd lean into a new girl and that first burst of pleasure would signal to him that her flesh was his until he no longer sought it and this ownership was like the ownership of conquering worlds -- of conquering the world of the quivering girl at your feet, a humbler pleasure, but otherwise much the same.
"Young bitches always give easy on this planet, Tar," he mumbled to his new deputy, still thinking of hopping worlds and also thinking of young Daphne's mouth as a fudge brownie full of warm milk. He wasn't in the mood to dawdle, or to toy with poor, subjugated Daphne now that he'd tamed her like a defeated animal by greasing up her mouth-hole. It was the act of putting it in that tagged them in this Brave New World. And the more sperm you pumped into girls on Earth now, the younger they got. So he might as well go ahead and have his fun early and often, because it only got better from here.
Pretty Earth girls had this curious feature -- and pretty Earth girls were the only original Earthlings left alive on this world -- because a few years before a mad race of sex mutants had risen up out of a bio-genetic warfare experiment gone wrong. Programmed by some sick fuck in the Defense Department to aid in the rape of indigenous populations, these mutants had been made sexually obsessed, forceful in their attentions, and abominally grotesque -- to increase the terror effect and force into further submission whatever indigenous female population it had made it its business to conquer.
This grotesqueness explained the foul look and taste of the estrapod that slithered and hardened moistly in Daphne's whimpering mouth. She clasped her wrists behind her to keep from pushing Gar away from her. The impulse to propel the slick, musty thing away jangled through her urgently. But it still didn't translate into any message to her body other than submission.
Gar pulled the estragon out from between her pouty, and now rather creamy, lips. "Isn't this humiliating?" asked Gar, and she looked up at him sadly.
"Yes," she sighed, doe-eyed and beyond consolation, lost in teenage anguish.
Younger and younger, Gar would think many times in rhythm with his thrusts as he came and the juicy mutant pudding shot in veins of hot seed into some Little Miss Heather's junior bouncy backside, pigtail bows bobbing with the wiggly, jiggling ass. Younger and younger, he'd groan as he hosed down the velvet pouch, some spritely little Alicia's tasty quim. As he spritzed her and thought of her belly and her insides and what she might have had for lunch. Flecks of come-splatter on chewed-up cucumber salad and a half-pint of cottage cheese. He liked to think of shooting come all over their gardeny fashion-model food, even though he knew it didn't really happen that way. And even though he knew that these tiny, desperate little dolls fingered every other meal back up again to stay skinny but plump in the right places, fuckable -- another feature of the genetic re-tooling they'd been given by the alien race that had made them slaves. The only times they ever fingered their own holes was to abuse themselves.
Gar would think younger and younger because he knew that when he squirted his grease into a girl it would make her pinker for next time, a little more freckled and bright-eyed, and with no memory of her previous defilements. It was like violating a girl's virginity over and over again, seeing that tragic sonnet of shock, revulsion, and humiliation that spelled over her soft face as once more the girl learned about sex through rough proddings, hand-and-kneed squeezeopens. Pretty face clinched and wincing in three-quarter profile, as she dared periodically to turn around and try to catch a glimpse of her own fuck-on-all-fours, the slime-coated estragon plumbing the petal of her flesh.
He said it aloud. "Younger and younger." Little Daphne gazed at him blankly, thick eyelashes fluttering, blue eyes registering a mild desire to be someplace other than here. She ached. A cool wet lump trickled onto her tongue and then a balloon of goo burst between her cheeks, filling them. It jiggled in her mouth like gelatin.
"Mmmmfph!" she squealed, and her eyes grew wide as saucers, said look of startlement dealing a great wave of cruel pleasure in the climaxing Gar (God, that had snuck up on him; he loved these childlike, froshman budding damsels, the 15-, 16-year-olds, he couldn't hold it), so that the next issuance of steamy sperm ran down her chin and over her nearly naked chest -- because Gar had liked them, she'd been allowed to keep on a lite blue cotton bra with pink trim and stringy-thin shoulder straps and the cartoon caricature of a winking cat on the right breast, and matching panties. Splats of steaming fuck-oil stained Daphne's underthings, marked her smooth body.
Almond-haired Daphne Daggerts was fifteen now, swollen with the pink buds of sexual maturity. Her pert titties with flush aeraeloae, he knew, would harden when his partner squeezed and fondled and chewed on them. (He was through with her; his tingling root, bubbling in the thick lather that filled her mouth, was already beginning to soften.) As she squirmed with the occasional shuddering fits of gross-out that oozed from under the cool blanket of the drugs she'd been given, her mammaries would harden and glow, and her fuck canal would flush up and tighten and blossom wetly. Her body would betray her. This was another genetic feature, and quite a designer one too: remaking these little females with such a degree of openness and willingness to be conquered went against the biological survival imperative and so was tough to code into the earthgirls. But it was worth it.
He stayed for a while and watched as his partner loomed over the sperm-splattered Daphne, who had lolled back onto her haunches and straightened out her legs before her, wiping dejectedly at the streaks running down her chest. Tar had clutched her at her sides -- almost politely, as though he'd just dipped her during a dance -- and lowered himself to her, and she gazed off flinching as he sucked on the side of her neck, feeling the pulse of her carotid, and fondling her soft, squishy boobs. As he let a gratified groan Daphne caught on her breath and trembled like an ewe-lamb; the horrible thing's prunish, pupil-less eyes had filled the pathetic little fool with heart-freezing revulsion, and she'd been immobilized with queasy loathing.
"Ah," Tar gloated, massaging Daphne's breasts, the winking cat grimacing rhythmically. "They are getting firmer." He bit them, one quickly, the other holding for a while, until Daphne arched her back and mewled miserably, afraid. "I can feel her getting younger." He began to lick Daphne's chest. "Skin's tightening. Getting warmer."
She had already forgotten the fucking Gar had administered to her. In an amnesiac haze, she was now starting over, as she offered it up reluctantly for Tar. Gar envied his partner for his ability to strike fear in his seedlings. Tar was one sick monster, Gar had to give that to him.
He'd learned this when he'd gone on a girl-gathering expedition with Gar some time before, in the Simulation Zone -- where the girls inhabited a mockup of their old lives, brainwashed to forget the conquest of their species and hypnotized to forget, mostly, the quiet indignities that they endured alone, in the dark, at the hands of the thrill-seeking Hunter Gorn.
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Elf Princess
Elf Princess
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With jowls slobbering even more then usual Umag stared from his hiding place at the tall willowy elf maiden. As his brain registered and stored what his yellow orbed eyes saw a burning itch grew between his short but powerfully built legs. In the past he had pleasured himself upon many a female of the puny humans that he and his kind were in a constant state of war with. None of them though had compared to the creature before him.
Not even the raven haired daughter of the chieftain that he had personally taken in the raid three suns ago. A shapely soft thing that he had pleasured himself with the first night and who was even now once more being enjoyed by the forty five remaining members of his bodyguard.
Pulling his mind back to the present his eyes flitted over the far shore searching for the other elves that he knew where present. Try as he might though he could see no evidence that any others were present. Not in the shore reeds nor in the high branches of the trees of the forest that came almost down to the rivers edge.
How was it he wondered that except for her huge white horse she was alone. Surely such a shapely thing wasn't an outcast. Again his bloodshot yellow eyes studied her looking for some deformity, some abnormality. There was none. None that is except for her strange manner of dress.
Usually her kind were draped with long flowing layers of the smoothest, shiniest of cloth. The willowy shapely thing before him though was wearing nothing like that. In fact she was nearly naked. Her arms and legs were encased in a pale red material that in each case covered nearly the whole limb.
Each small breast was covered by a dull black swath of cloth and about her hips, dropping to just past the top of her stockings, hang a loin cloth of the same black material. Neither the red or black cloth that did little to hide her willowy shape was of the shiny material that her kind usually wore. Still though he suspected it was one and the same.
If it were of the same material that her kind, especially the males, wore in battle it was remarkably strong. So strong that quite often arrows failed to penetrate the sheer material. He had seen as much with his own eyes. True, the arrows had been shot at extreme range.
But still, most of those that had fallen in the initial fusillade had been the humans within the elf ranks. Laughter welled in his brain. If he had of been in charge of the elf army that day he would have put the puny humans in the front ranks. He would have used the armor draped weaklings as fodder to dull the org attack.
The elves though spread them through their ranks in an effort to protect them as one would their young. Often such tactics went array as in the midst of battle the humans had a tendency to gravitate together thus becoming a chink in an otherwise strong army. Such had been the case months earlier when the elves and humans had marched out to stop the orc advance.
Neither army was able to claim victory that day Still though that had been a tough battle and he had not been the only division commander who had lost the better part of his command that day.
Though the soldiers hatred toward elves had been strong before it was almost rabid now. Being the most battle hardened and senior captain he had been lucky as far as replacements. Other division had been disbanded and the men reassigned. He'd literally had his pick of battle hardened veterans. More satisfying then that though had been his promotion to Brigade Commander.
Maybe the wench before him was the Gods way of paying him back for the lose of battle hardened troops that day. For a second a strange feeling wormed through his brain, and though sympathy was foreign to him that was what he felt for the elf maiden.
Unlike the human female who even now was pleasuring his men, and who would continue to do so until she was dead the elf would not be so fortunate. First as was his right and privilege as a brigade commander he would be the first to enjoy her. And when he eventually tired of her, she would be passed amongst his personal bodyguard and their pets. After that and with his men looking on and chanting encouragement she would be passed to the most deserving platoon and then on down the line until she was either a mindless blubbering husk or dead.
A soft moan welled from his broad yellowish green scaled chest and his cock swelled to the point of aching. Pungent pus colored fluid began leaking from his nearly fist thick cock at the thought of the shapely elf maiden being passed from soldier to soldier in the org army.
Her kind was so rarely seen alone outside the company of elf warriors and yet here this one was. It was as if she were being offered up to him. As he studied her bearing thoughts that such treatment as he had first imagined her fate became reprehensible.
A hiss almost of anger bubbled from his throat. No! If he were fortunate enough to capture her he would keep her for himself. Hers would not be the fate of the three elf maidens captured during the org army's initial thrust last year.
The splashing of water, the horses terrified neigh, its stomping and moving about stopped his breathing. Like a rodent burrowing into the ground he pressed himself flatter to the earth. Had the large beast heard him? Maybe sensed him? Finally after what seemed like a life time he lifted his ugly face from the muddy ground to stare where he had last seen the elf maiden and her horse.
Unbelievably they were still there and just as unbelievable they were staring right at him but neither was making a move to run away. It was as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing and if they could were frozen in fear. A soft malicious chuckle rumbled in his throat.
He could tell the horse was nervous. He had seen such behavior before from the humans horses as the orc army, with a blood curdling battle cry and a ferocity that the humans hadn't expected, had met and turned aside their charge.
For a moment as he watched the elf maiden try to calm the huge beast he relived the glory of that battle. The ground shaking beneath his feet from the pounding of a thousand horses. The army, his army standing silent waiting, waiting, and then moments before the horses were upon them together with sword beating against shield a great shout welling up from the whole of the orc army.
The army, his army surging forward like a huge wave. The rending of armor, the screams of anguish and despair from both animal and human as the orc army had blunted then decimated the better part of them. Unlike as so often as before the humans had fought bravely both horse and foot. They had died by the hundreds, by the thousands, but before they had fled the field they had made the orc army pay dearly. Almost as dearly as they had.
Though even now, as he lay staring into the horses and the elf maidens eyes he hated to admit what he had felt that day. Shaking his head to clear it of such thoughts he slowly rose from the ground to stand silent before the pair. A broad grin twisted his fang filled mouth as instead of horse and elf fleeing the two stood trembling like leaves in a strong wind.
With sword in hand he shuffled forward on banta bowed legs ready to strike a killing blow if the horse charged. Without taking his eyes from either of them he stepped into the knee deep water and waded cautiously toward them. With each forward step of his the horse took a half step backward toward the far shore pulling the wide eyed elf maiden with him.
Another grin twisted his fang filled mouth. The pair were so frightened it was as if they didn't even have enough sense to make an attempt to flee. Just as the horse and a heartbeat later the elf maiden gained solid ground and while he was still nearly ten paces from them Umag gathered his strong legs beneath him and leaped.
As true as an arrow he came down almost dead center between the pair. The horse, panic stricken reared and Umag raised his sword to strike a killing blow but instead of the huge beast charging it whirled and fled into the dark forest. For a second as he looked into the large soft blue eyes of the elf maiden uncertainty as to his next move wormed into his brain, and his battle hardened reflexes and instinct failed him.
His sword hand dropped leaving him open to her attack, but she made no move toward the ornate silver handled knife strapped to her right thigh. Instead her long thin fingers reached out lightly caressing his scared wart covered yellowish green cheek. Her touch was as intimate as his woman's had been before she had died in battle beside him. She had been given to him by the master, not just because of his rank but because of his bravery in battle as well.
Love was foreign to his kind, but the master had said he should cherish and protect her and he had done his best. But as was her want, and though her kind was exceedingly rare, she had insisted in fighting beside him. When the elf arrow had pierced her throat and as she lay dying in his arms the battle had been forgotten. Her last jester before her life's blood had bubbled from her mouth had been a soft touch to his cheek much as the elf maiden was doing now.
Moisture filled his eyes as the memory of the loss of her filled his brain. Never had he felt such a rending and in his anguish he had been as terrible as a balrog. Human and elf alike had quaked and fled before him that terrible day but he had shown no mercy, no pity. How many he had killed in avenging the death of his mate he didn't know.
Even when he was surrounded by elves and his sword had broken his rampage had not lessened. With claws and teeth he had ripped the life from his hated enemies and not once through it all had he taken a step back from his mate. Shaking his head to clear it of that terrible day he stood numbly as whisper soft words he couldn't begin to understand touched his ears.
He watched her lips moving, heard soft cooing sounds purring from her throat. To his astonishment and disbelief together with continuing cooing sounds she stepped to him and began running her long fingered hands lightly over his tree limb thick forearms and over his massively muscled chest. Her touch, the closeness of her shapely body, like a blanket on a cold night, sent a warmth through him that he was at a lose to explain.
Tighter she pressed to him and as she did her hands rose to cradle his broad ugly face and her small lips came down covering the wide slash of his tusk filled mouth. His brain screamed at him that what was happening wasn't right, that he was in danger but he couldn't move.
Dumbstruck he watched her take a step back. Watched as she untied then dropped the almost nonexistent small patches of cloth covering her small yet firm breast. For several heartbeats she stood looking at him before again reaching out. But this time her long fingered hands took his and brought them to her breast. Instinctively his stubby fingers squeezed and a quivering sigh spilled from her soft lips.
With her hands still coving his and while pressing his tighter to her small but firm breast her eyes slowly closed. A soft stuttering whimper issued from her and her head fell back as his fingers, at first lightly then harder, pinched and rolled nipples that were almost as big as the tip of his smallest finger.
For a life time they stood thus, he, pinching, squeezing, rolling breast and nipple and her sighing contentedly. Then opening her eyes, and while looking into his mystified yellowish orbs her hands dropped from his to her hip. A moment later the whisper thin dark cloth that had been doing little to hid her lower body fluttered to the waters edge and floated away.
With but her pale red arm and leg coverlets remaining she stood unashamedly before him for several in drawn breaths. Slowly, as if not to startle or alarm him, her long fingered hands rose to again cover his. The pressure of her fingers, her soft pleasurable moan were as indications that she welcomed perhaps even treasured his touch.
As he looked at her confusedly she smiled warmly. Slowly, though he was reluctant to release her small firm breast, he let her pull his hands from her. When he did so she pulled his arms about her placing his broad stubby fingered hands on her tight firm buttocks. Without further invitation he squeezed each tight cheek and she, without the slightest of hesitation, once more willingly pressed her willowy body to his.
Again her long cloth covered fingers lightly glided up and down his tree limp thick arms and across his broad muscular chest. Again her lips lightly touched his before moving downward over his chin, his thick neck, his broad scaly chest. As her lips moved ever lower she fell to her knees before him. Whimpers that he knew to be that of arousal such as human females sometimes made issued from the elf maidens throat as her long slim fingers worked to loosen his coverings.
His mind coming awake he brushed her hands away taking charge of removing his girdle and leggings. His struggles were made all the more difficult with her squeezing and stroking his long fist thick organ through his corse coverings. Finally though he stood before her naked, his massive tool swaying less then a fingers width from her lips.
With her hot breath washing over the head of his secreting blood engorged organ, her long thin fingers stroking, squeezing him to even greater rigidity she looked up into his eyes. His hands reaching out, his fingers pushing into her sunset red hair; her heart shaped face moving unresistingly to him; her small perfect lips parting.
Pain! White hot searing pain exploding in his chest. His back arching, his hands wanting to reach up but unable to. Yellowish pus colored blood spraying from his lips together with his scream. Dumbly he looked down at the still kneeling elf maiden as if seeking an explanation.
Something protruding from his chest shimmering like the new born sun. His eyes clouding making it difficult for him to see the elf maidens beautiful face. He can admit that now, now that he knows that he is dying. Her and her kind are the very soul of the earth beautiful in every way, while he and his kind are but a mockery to their perfection.
Somehow one of his hands finds her face, caresses it brushes a tear from her cheek. He would have loved her, treasured her, protected her even more then he had the mate that the master had given him. He would have killed anyone, even the master if he thought they meant her harm.
Another white hot rending pain explodes in his chest as the shimmering blade is twisted then pulled out. Unable to stand he drops to his knees. With extreme effort of will he raises his head from his chest focusing his rapidly glazing yellow orbs on the soft sky blue eyes filled with tears. Her arms reaching up cradling his head bringing it to her heaving naked breast. Soft pleasurable sounds interrupted by an occasional catch in her throat touch his ears as she slowly rocks back and forth.
His eyes close. A feeling of contentment, of peace, of tranquility that he has never known washes through him. His last thought as his final breath leaves him is that she an elf shed a tear for him. He is not aware of the soft Kingly elf voice telling his daughter and two dozen personal bodyguard that he would rather lose his kingdom then to ever again so deceitfully and without honor kill such a valiant and worthy foe.
Neither is he aware that before they depart that his body, instead of being left to carrion, is washed and clothed in the finest of elfin robes. That he is placed on a bed of pine boughs and that with the elfin princess that he so loved with his dying breath crying over him his funeral pyre is lit.
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The Time Shifter Chapter 65
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Identify Yourself
It was a calm autumn day, the type of lazy day that takes one’s mind off of the world and lets it wander. This was no exception for Jesse Ignatio, whose thoughts had turned to the finality of fall and its romance.
Romance was a common thought to Jesse, who had often thought himself a romantic, an incurable lover of the world, but never of those in the world. He was himself a bit eccentric about his love endeavours, for he never pursued the normal type of girls, even though he was quite handsome and women found him very appealing. With brown hair and bluish green eyes, his Italian roots won out over his less significant Spanish heritage, although they complimented each other nicely. He was never out of style and certainly never out of date, but he did so effortlessly, never
But the women he enjoyed were far from feminine; he pursued women who worked in careers like construction, women who worked hard and often scoffed at his living, that of a high school literature teacher.
Even so, he struggled on. After labouring for many years, he decided that he needed a new sense of identity. At thirty-two, he knew that he had wasted too much time trying to get what he thought he wanted.
Sexually, Jesse found himself less and less turned on by the large breasted women that he sought out to fulfill his ever-growing needs. Willing to try anything, he sought out other less traditional fantasies- interracial, anal, transsexual, and the list went on. Finally, fearing that heterosexuality could be the barrier he was trying to break, he broke down and rented a gay porno with a twinge of shame.
He was rolling in it. He loved seeing the men lick each other and caress each other. He practically came (without manual stimulation) when one man shoved his very erect penis into the other man’s anus. He had never before been turned on like this.
He quickly shut off the tape and sat on his couch, wondering what he would do next. Something still didn’t feel right. He didn’t think he was gay. It just couldn’t be.
Glancing at the clock, he realized that he had been thinking for well over an hour and decided he would sleep on it. He quickly undressed, deciding that it was much too warm of a night to put on any clothes. As an afterthought before he shut out the light, he wondered if it would be any easier being a woman. No pressures of having to choose the right girl; after all, he would choose you. No more need for sexual domination, which he had always felt was more like a chore in bed.
He quickly dismissed these thoughts and turned out his lamp.
At around 2 a.m., he woke to a strange sensation. He realized that he could not move his arms or feet and struggled to see what was restraining him. Seeing nothing, he attempted to move his torso. His efforts were fruitless; he realized that he was utterly paralyzed and helpless. He thought to scream, but what he saw next made him speechless.
His vision became blurry at first. He had never needed glasses or contacts, but he was having difficulties even making out silhouettes. All of a sudden, his vision focused, and as he looked down at his body, this is the sight he saw:
His body was starting to change, like a liquid filling a new container. His torso started to quiver and sway vertically, and he noticed that his body was beginning to become narrower. He felt his spine snap sharply, and although he felt no pain, he felt his hips assume a different position altogether. His legs were now wider apart, and he began to feel a premonition of what was happening to him.
He saw his member, which in reality had been a decent seven inches, more than enough to please any women he had the chance to encounter sexually. Now, his organ was shrinking before his eyes, making the blood rush out of his face. It finally disappeared with a pop, but he felt it continue to shrink.
Meanwhile, his torso was assuming its shape, narrowing sharply at the stomach and waist. His greatest surprise was his chest ; it was now growing , and when it finally stopped, he realized what was happening.
He was transforming into a woman.
His adrenaline soared as he felt his insides changing; he could feel his testes growing into beautiful ovaries, and he imagined all of his male organs morphing as a caterpillar becomes a butterfly.
Finally, in the last throes of his transformation, he felt himself rising to orgasm. He felt what was his most intense pleasure to that day, and as he knew he was going to explode in an array of sweat and exhilaration, he felt his vocal chords twist, and he screamed.
As a woman.
He- she- knew that it was over. Jesse Ignatio was no more.
She lay in bed, her muscles still twitching from the mind-bending orgasm. She felt her muscles finally relax, and she lifted her arms, which were now free. She sat up and breathed in deeply.
She was here. This was what she was meant to be.
All the struggles as a man, all of the awkwardness- it was the way she was supposed to know what she was meant for.
She knew she could not wait any longer, but her new body restrained her again, and she fell asleep, dreaming of the ecstasies she would feel.
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Jesse- or Jessi, as she now thought of herself- woke to the sunrise shining in the Venetian blinds that she had always admired. She rose from her canopy bed, which had always been a laughing matter to the girls she had previously brought to the room, and strode to the kitchen. She then made herself a three-course breakfast, eagerly awaiting the day ahead.
She was grateful for the timing; her transformation had taken place in June, with classes having given out only for a few weeks. She would have plenty of time to explore herself before she would have to face her job, if she would ever be able to go back.
Jessi decided that the first thing would be to find some better attire, since all of her clothes were Jesse’s- she now thought of Jesse almost as a past existence. She put on the most gender neutral clothes she could find and went down to the department store. She found that she was a modest 36C cup size, which she was thrilled to find. She now fit into a size 4, and she was able to wear a women’s size 7 shoe. She purchased 5 outfits, as well as several pairs of panties and bras. She also visited a beauty salon, where she had a manicure and pedicure, as well as having her hair styled.
Having gone back to her house to try on the outfits, Jessi felt a pang of desire- she wanted to find out the other feelings she could experience in her body. Slipping her now manicured hand down her panties, she rubbed her index and middle fingers against her very erect clitoris and sighed deeply. She leaned back on her bed, spreading her legs wide and twisting her fingers around her clit and pussy. Practically dripping with her own natural lubrication, she inserted one, then two, and finally three fingers deep into her cunt, moaning deeper with every thrust. After only a few minutes, she bucked her torso forward and yelled out in squeals of pure pleasure.
Lying back on the bed, she decided that this was not enough. She wanted to be fucked, and she would not stop until she had accomplished it.
Her atomic clock on the wall read 6:59 p.m., and so she picked out her most sensual outfit, a black sheer dress with inch heels and a black leather purse to match. She hopped in her Jetta- also a object of ridicule as a man- and zoomed off to the night club downtown.
The night club, appropriately named House of the Ebony Sky, was a hotspot for singles who wanted to dance and sweat and get hot with other attractive singles. Jessi was fully aware of this, and she knew that if she was going to get fucked tonight, it would start here.
She opened the doors to the club, and she saw a few heads turn. Her Italian and Spanish roots were still evident, and she was now so drop-dead gorgeous that Jesse himself would have been shaking in his boots. In her sexy attire, she knew that guys were already getting hard-ons, trying to shake them off in front of their girlfriends or crushes.
Her eye had already spotted the one she would fuck tonight; a man stood at the bar, sipping a gin and tonic and scoping out tonight’s digs. Little did he know that tonight’s digs were already scoping him out.
Tony, a middle class paralegal, was a booming success; his firm was putting him through law school, which he was excelling in and hoping to reach the top of his class. His efforts won him many friends in his office, but his gregariousness stopped there. He was a dismal failure with women, although, like Jesse, he had a classic beauty that most women admired, even though he was romantically inept.
Jessi strutted across the floor, and strutting is no exaggeration of terms; she had practiced what she thought of as her "I want you" walk and was milking it for all it was worth. Tongues were wagging and she shook her stunning body over to the bar next to Tony.
"Hi, I’m Jessi. What’s a cute guy like you doing over here alone at the bar?"
"Waiting for the right girl to break through my shell, I guess, Jessi. By the way, I’m Tony."
"Whatever your name, I don’t care, because you’re the sexiest man in this club."
"My, aren’t we forward? But please, no more flattery; I can’t stand the praise."
"You are quite the modest one, Tony. Care to dance with a lonely young lady?"
He smiled at her and said, "Only because you asked so nicely."
The pair took to the floor and danced like two lovers, intertwined and melded together like two forged pieces of metal. The heat rose as the two took over the floor, pushing all others out of their way, finally building until the entire club was clapping and yelling.
Finally, Tony realized what a scene they were making and pulled Jessi to the side.
Over the din of the party resuming, he yelled at her ear, "Do you want to go back to my place so we could maybe get better acquainted?"
She nodded furiously and grabbed her purse, practically pushing him out the door. They hopped in his BMW and zoomed off to his apartment downtown.
They reached the door, and as he fumbled for his keys, Jessi rubbed her hand across his chest. She felt his heart beating a mile a minute, and she knew that he was hers. She was going to get her fuck.
Tony finally unlocked the door and pushed it open furiously. He flipped on the light switch, and she saw his apartment, which was surprisingly similar to hers. She felt immediately comfortable, and she prodded him to sit on his spacious leather couch.
After getting positioned close together on the couch, Jessi kissed Tony’s cheek and moaned quietly in his ear, "When’s the last time a woman ever rubbed you all over your body?" He nervously whispered, "N-never," and she replied, "Tsk, tsk, you’ve been mistreated far too long."
She unbuttoned the top button of his dress shirt- as an afterthought, she considered that Jesse owned a shirt like this- and massaged his chest gently. Tony exhaled deeply, and Jessi reached for his face with her other hand. She pulled him forcefully but gently to her waiting lips and kissed him deeply and passionately. He leaned into her kiss, finally sticking his warm tongue into her mouth, just as she had wanted him to do. He then reached over and grabbed her breast, kneading it and massaging it until he found her ever-sensitive nipple. Jessi squealed in delight, and as she threw her head back in ecstasy, he squeezed her tender aureole, sending sparks throughout her body.
While Tony was making his move on her, Jessi felt her desire building up. She didn’t know how much longer she would last before she threw herself on him.
Fortunately for her, it wasn’t long for Tony. He had been wanting to fuck her ever since she spoke a word to him. She was a gorgeous brunette, although her hair was so dark that it was practically black. Her figure was superb, and she was sexy as all hell; so what did she want with him? He didn’t even care to find out; he just wanted her now.
He broke the embrace abruptly, and in the most gallant way he could think of, he picked up Jessi into his arms and carried her swiftly to his bedroom. Jessi was amazed to see another sight- a four-post bed with canopy- but her thoughts quickly turned back to Tony. He had now unzipped the back of her sheer dress, and as she stood, the gown fell to the floor, exposing her large but still contained breasts, her delicate waist, and her gorgeous ivory legs.
Jessi then took to finishing unbuttoning Tony’s shirt and ripped it off him, revealing a chiseled chest and firm abs. Before she could lust much more, she bent down and thrust open his belt, then unzipped his pants, and finally pulled his trousers to the floor. The two were now down to underwear, and they resumed their embrace.
As they broke their kiss again, Tony grabbed the sides of Jessi’s face and asked, "Why are you doing this? You could have had anyone back there."
She met his stare and said, "You were the only one I wanted to make love to."
They kissed again passionately, with Tony fumbling to remove Jessi’s bra. After accomplishing his task, they simultaneously removed their last pieces of clothing, and now stripped down to the bare, they practically tackled each other to the bed and started caressing each other sensually.
After a few moments of discovering each other, Jessi pushed Tony onto the bed and said, "I want this to be more than just a fuck. I want to give you what you want."
She then took his erect penis- a humble seven inches- and shoved into her waiting mouth. He gasped in surprise, and she felt his cock surge with excitement. She sucked his phallus eagerly, licking and savoring the sweet taste of his rod. She sucked as hard as she could, feeling his hips thrust up into her tight little mouth. Finally, she felt what she had been so ready to enjoy; he started panting furiously and thrusting harder up into her. After a few seconds, she felt the sweet taste of his cum fill her mouth, and she sucked it all until he gasped and felt back on the bed. Having swallowed the better part of a cup of his semen, she started stroking his now withering penis until it resumed its hardness.
Feeling like she was ready to explode herself, Jessi repositioned herself until she felt his head rubbing against his clit. After waiting a few seconds in anticipation, she drove her pussy down on his rock hard cock, making sure not to let it all enter her. She knew that she would most likely still be a virgin after this transformation, and she wanted to make sure she enjoyed losing her virginity.
Tony, meanwhile, was about to die of pleasure. Jessi had planted herself on his cock, and she was riding gently up and down. He could feel the resistance of her hymen and almost couldn’t believe his luck- he was fucking a virgin! It was almost too good to be true.
Jessi felt the time come, and as she rode down on his cock, she drove down hard and felt her hymen rip inside of her. She screamed as she was swept with a wave of pain and pleasure mixed together, and as the wave passed, she drove down harder. She moaned and yelled, "Oh, Tony, I am so glad you have me first…oh, baby, fuck me hard, fuck me any way you want…"
Tony did his best to stay conscious as the beautiful vixen bucked on top of him. He didn’t want this fuck to end, but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
Finally, as he felt himself rising to orgasm, he yelled out, "Do you want my cum, Jessi?"
She screamed back, "Oh, yes, baby, give it all to me! I want your hot cum shooting all the way up inside of me!"
They both moaned as they felt the final throes of the orgasm coming on. Finally, Tony squirmed and thrust intensely as Jessi felt gallons of Tony’s hot cum filling her sweet pussy.
Tony’s thrusts subsided, and Jessi pulled off of his cock with some reluctance. Her virgin blood was running on his sheets, and his cock was crimson with its glow.
Tony broke her stare by pulling her head to his and greeting her with an intense, powerful kiss. They both collapsed into a deep sleep.
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Jessi woke up the next morning and did her best to clean up the mess. She knew that the sheets would have to be replaced, and she almost considered asking Tony if she could have them as a memento, but she decided against it, thinking that her memory would be enough to sustain her passions for a while.
But, if they didn’t, she certainly had some place to turn.
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Changes part 1
How I would describe my life now, wonderful I would say. I don’t miss of anything, money, power, popularity and women. I got everything that a man would dream of. That’s right, if I want something, it’s given to me right now, even today, people who knew from before ask me how did it all happen, what is the secret to my transformation, I simply tell them “I just be myselfâ€Â, it leaves my friends confused and sometimes, I think that they don’t even deserve hanging out with me….Why would I say that, simply, before all this fun, I was the donkey of the group, the one you would never want to be like, and I’m not kidding either. Why, maybe it’s best if I tell u how I went from loser to idol.
I never had a girlfriend before, I was too shy even to speak up to a girl, many women teased me because of this, easily getting things from me, only by smiling or putting their hand on me for a second. Only this would make me happy, like finally a girl interested in me enough, but back to reality, I was just being used but I kept on saying to myself that this girl isn’t like the others, they all seem so nice at first…a shame I was wrong all this time. As for my friends, I knew they weren’t really my friends but since I was so good in electronics and I got sick gadgets from my parents, they would hang out with me but I was always left behind when women showed up, probably because I would make them look so bad. This, everyone, goes on for a few years, and I did get sued to it, especially at school, where I would be the computer room during lunch, fixing up computers or helping other with their project on computer. I was gifted for electronics and I thought that was the only gift I ever that, man was I wrong.
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It all changed at an exhibition at a museum with the classroom with the sex educator, being in grade 10, it is said that it’s around that time for teenager to be having sex a lot, and well that wasn’t my case. Already on the way there, my friend started teasing me a bit about me never getting laid and I could find something there that would actually help in my case, I just smile, pretending I didn’t need that kind of stuff, and as usual I’m thinking the opposite. The teasing becomes almost unbearable when it’s the entire classroom that looks at me, some pointing also at the statue, commenting on how men in statue get it on a lot more often. At this moment, I felt like killing myself, hating for myself for being such loser.
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Finally, we all get a break, and I start looking around the monuments, wondering what was their secrets, to me, it seems I knew there was something being all this, and for some reason I felt like something was calling me. I come across an artifact, really old, and that we were allowed to touch, some men are standing besides it, security I presume and I read the description: ONCE BELONG TO A GREAT MAN, IT SAID THAT HE GAVE TOTAL POWER OVER EVERYTHING. I found it kind of funny that something like a small ball with a red jewel would grant some guy anything he desires. When I touch it, I feel like something like a hand touch mine and I put down the artifact down really fast and look around me. Man is it embarrassing with everyone looking at me freaking out for no reason at all, and I just walk away really fast, in a corner and look at my still trembling, and now I’m hearing voice and when I look at the painting, the woman holding vase comes to life, she smiles back at me and ask me my name, I tell her my name and she says she is pleased to make my acquaintance. I ask her what she is, she giggles and answers that she’s a spirit and she was imprisoned in that orb for a while now by a cruel man who used her powers for his own goals. I smile thinking that history was change again and ask her what is she going to do now, she thinks for a few seconds and comes out of the painting, walks through people without any problem, like she is a ghost and in front of me, she puts her hand on my chest and moves her head closer, only to whisper to my ear that I’m much more special then I think and kisses me on lips surprised, I close my eyes and when I open my eyes, she had disappeared.
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I wonder what she meant by special, maybe being a loser, and I get mad that even spirits make fun of me. When I pass by a woman, a pack of images appears in front of me, and it keeps going on until the guys find me, and I try to keep it cool, wondering if what is going is real. I could feel women’s emotions, hear their thoughts, and see what they were thinking. For me it was too much to be real and it starts again when a few girls come by also to meet up with us. As usual, one of these bitches had to say something funny about them, but this time, as she speaks, it seems like things looked clearer as I do a come back, saying that her thong shows up really nicely when bends over to pick up her book a bit before. Man did she turn red, so red, she couldn’t say anything back at me. I cross my arms as a sign of satisfied victory, people are looking at me, not believing I just this, and one of my friends asks me if I’m alright, I simply nod and start walking away, saying that I’m going to check on something, and sensing something coming out from another girl, I whisper to her ear to come to see me if she’s looking for a fuck friend, she freezes, probably wondering how I knew about this.
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I walk and start listening on the hot girls’ thoughts, getting things more interesting, realizing that girls aren’t at all what they pretend to me. I felt like everything is going to get better for me from now on and stops in my tracks when I come across an interesting case, a older woman, where a black skirt going below her knees, a beige shirt with the top opened that let show her tits a bit, wears glasses, brown hair in a ponytail and walks with high heels. She can’t stop complaining that men don’t seem to check her out and she would go crazy if she didn’t get laid any time soon, it’s been a few months since she didn’t get anything, not since her divorce with her ex-husband, and she is starting to think about going back to him, not wanting to be left alone. Right now, she’s besides a painting of man, bowing down his hat to a woman, and I decide to try her out, feeling confident I will get something out of her. I act like I’m interested in the painting and start asking her questions about it, she seems to know her stuff, and its time now to get going.
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I ask her what she thought about men being so rough towards women these days, unlike in this painting, she is surprised by my comment and she is thinking that I must be player trying to show off. I look at her and smile, she answers that it could be true, and I stop her with asking her if her boyfriend does it to her. She blushes and says she is single. I say then that I’m sorry for the guy for leaving her like this; a beauty like her will soon find a man. Her thoughts start to change, as she thinks I’m now a nice guy and it’s really a shame that I’m too young for her. I read her mind a bit more and continue my discussion with her telling many girls at my school don’t even realize how lucky they are to have so many men looking after them, just like in this painting. I look back at her and she’s looking away from me, and she’s thinking about the times she had with her ex, whishing another man would taker her in his arms. I ask her if she’s alright, she looks at me, blushing a lot, and I let her know that her cheeks are all red. She’s looking away from me, embarrassed and wondering why she is feeling that way, especially for a young boy like me, I could feel her interest in me grow by the seconds that passes by. I walk to her and move head closer to her and she turns her head, her face is really close to mind and asks me what I’m doing, I reply that I just wanted to know if she was alright, I feel hesitation in her mind. I then ask her if she wanted to meet for coffee, she couldn’t believe I would ask her out, she looks down, not knowing what to do. I take her hand and kiss it gently, I can feel she is lost in her thought, not able to do decide on what to do, I let go a little laugh and make the remark that I just did the same thing as in the painting. She giggles a bit and starts to feel more relaxed as she accepts to meet me again, writes down her number and her hours of work, letting me know she’s available as soon as she is done with her shift here. What follows is a kiss on the lips, something that surprises her and doesn’t fight it, in her mind, it felt like heavens, been so long since a guy would kiss her like I do. I let go of her, to think of it, it’s my first kiss too, I tell her it’s my first kiss I had with a woman as beautiful as her. She tells me she can’t wait for my call and I walk away from her, waving back at her at one point, walking around, thinking about what happened with the a little grin on my face, and join in the with class, which is about to leave the building. The same girl I talked back before, looks at me when I’m not looking, and turns her head the other way when I look at her, I know she likes to play these cat and mouse games, so I decide to keep an eye on her for the time being. In the bus, people are talking about what happened with the girl, and she gets teased a bit for behind talked back by a loser, I lay back on my seat and enjoying going in girls’ mind to find some dirty secrets they hide deep inside their minds.
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Back at school, there is still another hour before students can leave the school, which is not a problem, only because I have something to do, I take my school bag and get going This has to do with two female students, who leave the big crowd, in direction of the empty classrooms upstairs, where they are supposed to meet with teachers. See, they both have a dirty secret: they aren’t geniuses, like it would show in grades, but rather desperate girls that are ready to do about anything to get perfect grades, simply because of their parents putting so much pressure on them. I keep a relative long distance between me and them and am discrete so they don’t see me following them. They stop in front of the classroom and the door opens, I hear 4 men’s voices coming form the room, and with luck, I take out my camera from my bag that I had with me, put my bag down, and get really close to the door. I read the girls’ minds and when I realized they are getting fucked by the teachers, I verify that my flash is off and peek in the room, making sure I have good shots and start taking pictures. One is enjoying this, feeling like she is in heaven, but not her friend, on the contrary, she’s asking god to forgive her for what she does for doing this, but she doesn’t seem to find another solution in getting good grades and she knows she can’t escape this situation she put herself into. From what I could get out of them, it’s been going on for 2 years now, from one teacher to now four of them. When I see I got enough, even thought they are still at it, I check the pictures I got and smile, they were perfect and I would be sure to blackmail them tonight. I put my camera back in my bag and walk away quietly with a huge smile on my face.
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I go straight to my next target, a woman that has always looked at me down with contempt, the school president. Yes, I felt like with this power of mind that I just discovered, it was time for me to get in gear and show these bitches it never pays to piss me off for so long. I know that she is the office right now, working with other students, and actually I’m supposed to bring her 2 laptops fixed. I take them out of my locker and walk with them to the office, I knock at the door, and a man opens up the door and says I can come in. Inside, he closes the behind me and I go install the laptops back and reinstall all the software they need to work with, only a better for me to keep an eye on her the chief and wait for her to start using her vibrator. Coincidently, I finish up when she takes out her toy discreetly from her bag and slides it under her short skirt, now I know why she only wears these. I walk to her desk and tell her I’m done with the laptop, she looks away from me, not wanting to show she’s blushing right now, and when I ask her what is that smell, she freeze, her vibrator making her wet already and asks me what I’m talking about and when I move around her desk, getting closer to her, she gets even more scared that I may find out her secret and asks me to move back. When I read her thoughts, she wouldn’t be to hold back after a while, so I just stand there and ask her if there is anything else she needs help with, she simply shakes her head, unable to speak up anymore and lets out a moan. She knows I heard it and keep on looking down on her desk, I whisper to her that I know that she’s has a vibrator on and it would fun to let others know about her secret. She begs me not to and is ready to do whatever it takes so I won’t tell anyone; I nod and say that I will contact her later when I will need a favor from her. As we are speaking, she doesn’t see me pull out my camera and taking pictures under her desk, proof her affair, she only realizes what I’ve done when I show her the pictures I’ve taken, showing the toy inside her cunt. She starts to freak out because people may want to see them by the way I showing off the camera around. I put the camera back in my pocket and walk away, with a smile on my face; she was asking herself too how I found out that she was doing this.
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As I’m walking down to hallway, I’m thinking about all the chaos I can cause here and all the women I could have to myself. Thinking about how my friends would be begging me in the future to help them to get any woman just made me feel like a real man. Time is finally up when I plan my next move, this time it wouldn’t be with a girl from my school, but I wanted to play more with that woman from the museum and as I dial her number, my friend surprises me from behind, I got time to hide the paper and close my cell. I act cool and ask him what did he want from and he says that he needs me to do something for him back home, he wanted to get access to some other girl’s cam without her noticing and he knows he can count on me to help him out. I shake my head and tell him I don’t feel like it, he smiles promising he will present me to this hot chick, Briana that had a crush on for so long now. I shake my head saying I’m over her and I had other plans for tonight, which would be working early on the project. He laughs a bit at me, saying I should try to be less serious and have more fun, like he does. I walk away, smiling back at him, thinking I’m going to get the last laugh.
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 open my phone and dial the woman’s number, she picks up at third tone and jokes saying that she was wondering if I was going to call her, I ask her if she wants to go out tonight, she answers yes the next second and asks me where are going to go, the movies I say. We plan the time and decide she would pick me up at home since she has the car. I hang up because I know I’m going to busy before this….time for vengeance had started and leave school, going straight for home.
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The Time Shifter Chapter 44
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The Ghost inside our souls
We knew something was up when our parents found a two and a half story house for $50,000. With a full size basement and 50 acres of land as well, included in that tiny little sum. The fact that it was in the
There five of us besides our parents, my older sister Tiffany was 21, and still trying to find her way in life, a fine looking young lady if I do say so myself. Sandra was next at 20, and slightly less attractive, Red Auburn hair accented with dark green eyes, freckles everywhere and I do mean everywhere. She was 5’5†150 pounds and her body style was pudgy, what else do call a figure of 36C-30-36. She was sweet and kind and gentle to be around and that is probably why she decided not to go to college, she cared more about being nice than being boss. Dana and I were twins, seniors in school and identical except for our nipples. 5’2†110 pounds, both Blonde, both blue eyes, both with the same figure, 34-24-34. She had pointy erect nipples half an inch outward and two inches around, I was the opposite, my nipple stood out erect almost two inches like small fingers and were slender. Our other sisters called us the knob and the stalk. Then came our baby brother Tyler, 5’3†90 pounds and all boy, and then some.  He was a healthy good looking blonde headed kid. We never really paid him much attention until one night when our parents were stranded in town some thirty miles away and a blizzard struck us from out of the blue. The weather reports that day were for a chance of flurries no big deal right, well before sundown the tally was ten inches and by eight when our parents called before the phone and power went out they had 15 inches on the road and were expecting a foot or more. We were okay and so were they, we had food and firewood loads of it as my dad wad a nutcase about being prepared. Plenty of water and candles and the basement had a full size fireplace with old cooking utensils made for it, so we knew we could survive a month alone if we had too. Tiffany made fires in the upstairs and downstairs and put candles out in the holders all along the halls and the top and bottom of the staircase. Sandra went down to the kitchen and took out all the fresh food and placed it in bags and then set it out on the back screened in porch. It was colder than the frig and the stuff from the freezer she put in garbage bags and marked it and then stuck it off the back deck right into the snow to keep it frozen. Dana and I got the big kettle downstairs and carried it to the basement and filled it with water and then placed it on the fire to warm it up. Then we got all the blankets we could from the storage room upstairs and took them into Tiffany’s room so we could all have one each. By nine that first night the power, land line phones and cell phones were all off the air and the satellite dish was useless. The only hot water was what we heated downstairs in the main fireplace or in the basement in the big fireplace.   So we huddled in Tiffany’s room to stay warm and fed the fire logs as we began to chat and talk. About eleven thirty we started to hear sounds from the first floor like someone walking around. Sandra wasn’t ever afraid of anything and pounced out of bed and out the door and down the stairs before any of us could get her to stop. That’s when they started on us. Sandra had made the main sitting room entrance by the time Dana and I tip toed to the top of the stairs, Tiffany had Tyler around her neck so she couldn’t do much except to try and pry him off. As we spied down the dark spooky staircase to the faint flickering candle at the base we heard Sandra call out, “Seems odd that the door is….Oh my god….Oh my god…No! No! No! What the hell!†We flew down the steps after her and as we did, a rushing wave of cold air blasted over us. It seemed to flash past us and up the stairs like a whisk of fog ice cold to the body and soul. I stumbled dragging Dana to the floor with me as we saw the flashlight Dana had been carrying roll out of the entrance to the room. We were trembling as we crawled ever so slowly closer, and then we heard her gasping and moaning loudly. She was locked in some sort of conflict and we were so afraid we couldn’t be of much help as we heard her exclaim, “Please stop…please…I am begging you no…Please stop…No…No…Help me…Help me…Help me…please make it stop before…before.. Before I…oh my god… No…No…†I reach out took the flashlight and shinned it into the room. As we crept in we saw the shadow of our sister with her arms spread wide apart as were her legs. It came from the fireplace in the room as we knew she must be near it, so we crept to the door and peered in. The instant we looked at her they saw us. She was being tortured and tormented by some fog like vapor, a wisp of a being as it played with her now completely bare body. Her breasts were being twisted and tweaked and tortured and as I looked at them it seemed to the world as if someone or something was gnawing on them. Her rather large butt was flexing and dents were showing up and fading in her cheeks and thighs and the way her head was tilted back and the moan she made were chilling, but as we watched, we were frozen unable to speak or move only observe. Her voice cracked as she called out, “Who are you…what do… what …What do you want...What…Why…are…you doing…this…to…me!â€Â The last word was screamed in a loud shuttering way followed closely by, “Oh my God I am going to cum…cum…hell yeah…oh yeah…fuck me…oh fuck me… fuck me you bastards…oh yes more... more… more…fuck me more.. Fuck me… fuck me!†Dana was shaking like a leaf as she slid a hand around me and tried to pull me back, but it was too late. The vapors swirling around our sister had found us, and as they approached us she was dropped onto the floor with a thud and a loud clamoring cry of pleasure came from her, “Oh don’t stop I need more of you.†The wisp swooped next to Dana and as we were lifted by the hair of our heads our pajamas were ripped into shreds before our eyes. We were hurled forward over the floor and about a foot off it to the fireplace. My arms could feel hands gripping tightly on my wrist and my ankles as well. I twisted in resistance as did Dana until the attackers began to twist and taunt my nipples outward and harshly. I heard Dana cry out, “No leave us alone.â€Â Then I screamed for help but instead, Sandra stood up and slapped our faces and demanded, “Shut up you bitches, you will learn to do as we command of you. Your stinking little bodies are now ours to play with and you will be quiet.†With that she grabbed both of us at the crotch and began to squeeze and tug on our pussies. When her fingers went up inside us, I gasped and Dana did as well and we tried to beg her to stop, but she only smiled and laughed evilly at us and continued on with her torture. I could feel hands and mouths on tits at the same time and when I looked at Dana she cried out, “Donna they are fucking me. I can’t make them stop. I can’t make them stop.†I knew exactly what she meant as they were fucking me in my asshole and with my older sisters hand now up to the wrist in my pussy they were also doing me the same way. Sandra delighted in it as I think they were pleasing her at the same time. As the pressures in my body built up I soon lost control and fear of what was going on in favor of the orgasm that was all but fully exploding as I shouted out, “Oh please don’t stop.†Dana echoed my plea and added, “Oh take me and fuck me again and again. Sandra kiss me you fucking fat slut and let me finally feel your sweet pussy on my mouth.†That was a reference to a few months back before we moved. Sandra had gotten drunk at a party one night and came home horny. Mom was trying to calm her down and sober her up in the bathroom when Dana walked in on them. Mom asked her to stay with her while she went to get some medicine from her bathroom. As soon as she left Sandra took hold of Dana by her crotch begging to eat her and with no warning she yanked her into floor and ripped off her panties. Mom got back in time to stop her from doing it but the thing is Dana wanted it. I knew she was more sexually active than I. I had caught her playing with herself many times at night and few times she had played with my body. Tiffany always said my nipples were large because Dana sucked them every night while I slept, and it could be true, I really didn’t know then. We were held up through a most fulfilling and erotic orgasm, my truly first fully depleting experience. Dana and I were dropped onto the ground afterwards and as we were Sandra took control of us and pushed Dana on the floor on her back and me beside her. She flipped our legs up and back and demanded we hold them there and without questioning her and if we were under a spell, we obeyed. As she ate Dana, I looked over and saw how much she truly liked it. I saw her pouting lips as she nibbled on the bottom one and her eyes flickering and fluttering and I wanted to taste her mouth so I looked into her eyes and begged, “Kiss me darling.†We kissed deeply from the start and as our legs seem to hold themselves up and back our hands started fondling each others tits and nipples and soon we were lost in the lust of sex. Dana was being eaten and I was wanting to be and when Sandra moved to devour my pussy I came streams and gushes of juices into on and all over her mouth and face. All the while Dana was sucking on my tongue and then my nipples. When Sandra devoured me fully she then rose and placed her wet soaked pussy onto my mouth and taking Dana by the head sent her mouth to my wet spot to eat me. The three of us went wild and When it came my turn to eat Dana, she cried out in pleasure like never before I sucked her juices fully from her and then made her wild in a frenzy of lust. Suddenly the fire went out and we were all alone in the dark. Sandra and I struggled to end our devouring of Dana but it was hard to quit. When we did Sandra found her flashlight and we relit the fire. We heard the chimes of the grandfather clock strike three and realized we had been locked into this act for hours. Naked and sexually hot as fire we waltzed out and up the stairs. We went to Tiffany’s bedroom to find our little brother naked with Tiffany tied with rope over the cedar hope chest at the foot of her bed. Her pussy drenched in cum was inviting us all to eat, and we each took turns on it. We didn’t know then she was the only one who had resisted their possession of us. She was begging for us to stop as It was almost six by the time the four of us finished working her over, and as the faint light of sunrise peeked between the still falling snow flakes, we became very tired. Tiffany was still tied over the chest as the three of us huddle din the bed and snoozed. The afternoon was almost over when I awoke to find my baby brother fondling my nipples and telling me, “You will be my bitch like the others. These pointed tits beg to be sucked, if you swear to be my slave I will make them so happy.†It was weird I could see his face but I could also see someone else as well. It was like a faint image of another young man in some sort of melding. Tiffany had been freed from her bondage and was trying to get Dana and Sandra to listen to her as I asked He slapped my face and growled angrily at me as he said, “Now you have made me as mad as they, all four of you bitches will pay.†He pranced out of the room and slammed the door behind him. I sat up and looked at Sandra who was bruised and covered in bite marks on her body. Dana was as well and she had some really odd blue marks on her butt. Tiffany was trying to dress them in warm clothes as she told us, “I know what’s going on here. I found out about the truth a few days ago and I tried to keep it from you, but you have to know now.†We huddled on the floor next to fireplace as I saw the same marks all over my body. Sandra rapped a warm blanket over my naked body and as Dana slid beside me, from under it her hand crept to rest on my inner thighs and gently stroke along my outer pussy lips. Sandra moved beside me and started slip a finger inside her own pussy as Tiffany started to tell us what was happening. “Two hundred years ago a family like ours built this house. The father and mother were killed by an Indian raid and the children were tortured to death by the Indians. All except the youngest boy, he escaped and lived in the cellar for almost ten years alone. He made a pact with a demon according to the townspeople and then he began to raid the farms and take young women as prisoners. When they finally caught him, he had nine or ten naked young girls chained, bound and beaten in the cavern below the basement. He was hanged for what he did in the front yard in the big oak tree. Then after that anytime anyone moves in here they start to have problems and over the last hundred years no one has lived in this house longer than one full year without going insane, being murdered or doing worse to someone else. Now you know why the kids at your school treat you so weird. They’re afraid of us and this house. If we don’t get out of here soon, we may never live to regret it.†“Well why don’t we walk out of here now,†I exclaimed as Dana toyed a little more with my pussy lips. “There is about 30 inches of reasons outside,†Tiffany said referring to the snow. Then she added, “Last night the spirit of the boy took I was sitting there listening as Dana got her finger inside my pussy and slid it in and out briskly. I knew Sandra appreciated what she was doing and as I started to enjoy it, Tiffany pushed Dana away and pulled Sandra the opposite way and snapped out, “You have to stop that. You can’t let them control you or we are lost.†Now I admit I heard what she said, and I knew I should have followed her advice but when Tiffany moved close enough to me and urge to kiss her flew over me and I pounced on her and started to force my tongue in her mouth deeply. She was pushing me backwards as Dana grabbed her arm and right boob and started to suck it and hold her back, Sandra took the left side and we soon had her on her back being assaulted by the tree of us. I found my pussy needed her mouth and I slammed it on her, at first nothing happened other than I ground it up and down on her lips and nose until I felt a flickering and then a swirling and suddenly she was devouring me and I enjoyed it fully. The sudden converting of Tiffany was unexpected and as I felt her lips and mouth suck my juices out. I forgot all she said, as did we all. When I begged him like a dog, “Please beat me, beat me, fuck me, and fuck me like a dog. Make me your slave and fuck me all the time.†He pulled me off Tiffany as he did Dana assumed my position on her face as Sandra moved between her legs. Finally from the darkness came a flickering candle held by Dana and as she approached me I began to beg her to release me. She did and when I was free we hugged tightly and I began to devour her all over. I had kissed, bitten and nibbled on her body and finally drug her to the floor and ate her pussy until she filled me completely. Then I offered my own and she accepted. We went on like this for hours. Then she led me up the passage way and into the basement.  The candle she had was all but spent and as she replaced it with an old lantern we went upstairs. It was dark and we came to the bedroom door of my sister’s room. When it opened I expected to see the others there but we were alone. Dana and I sat down by the fire and warmed ourselves as she filled me on what had happened. “ “ “How did you know where I was?†I asked as I placed my head on her shoulder. “Hey we’re twins remember. I used my instincts to find you,†Dana said as she kissed my cheek, and then with a cool little nibble on my ear lobe she said, “Now before they get here it’s confession time.†I looked at her and smiled and said, “What’s that?†“Okay then I will go first chicken little,†she sniped out at me. Then with a long pause she said, “You know before any of this happened, I have to tell you I had already played around with you at night while you slept. It’s true, the ghost may have been able to get you to relax enough to enjoy it, but I was always wanting it and you.†I looked up and asked her, “Did you really suck on my nipples to make them this big? IS that why Tiffany always scolded you about them?†Dana smiled and replied, “Well, Donna you are a sound sleeper, we all knew you were. We all knew so much so that we helped it along with sleeping pills. That’s why you never knew how much we all wanted you.†“You keep saying we, Dana, what do you mean we, I thought you were the one who was doing it,†I asked. “No not just me, but Tyler and me have been sucking and playing with your nipple since he was weaned off mom. I trained him how to suck you in your sleep and fuck you as well.â€Â She said smiling at me as her hands came inside my blanket and played along my chest and lower breast. Her hand slid down my body and a finger tickled my clit as we kissed and then she said, “If you could have seen him fucking your pussy a month ago while I sucked your tits what would you have done?†I was so horny anyway from the past few days, so I let the truth out, “I would have gladly let you both take me.†Smiling broadly at me she whispered into my ear as her finger entered inside my clit, “Wonderful, I will hold you to your word. The next time I will make sure you are awake.†With that we made love until the wee hours of the morning. When the sunrise hit the snow had begun to melt by ten the next day our dad showed in a snow plow and took us all away from the house. He thought it was all over with. So did the others. Everyone except Dana and I and maybe Tyler. We had other ideals.
â€ÂWhere are they now?†I asked.
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By The Moonlight's Shadow
The moon’s glistening light fell upon the land, the silvering touch caressing every blade of grass, every swaying leaf, every edge of the old derelict church like the soft fleeting velvet touch of a silver gloved lover.
   It was through this eerily lit dreamscape, that the curvaceous young maiden made her way, hips swaying softly within the confines of her flowing dress. The overgrown bushes and grasses tugged at the velvet, exposing the pale white flesh of her calves, smooth and creamy in contrast to the dark softness of the velvet night, the silvering moonlight adding a soft gleam to the exposed flesh.
   As she neared the church, her bust heaved heavily as she took a deep calming breath, nerves clearly showing in her shuddering exhalations a
   Her breath catching in her throat, she opened her eyes, as pale and bright as the stars themselves, and quested to find someplace where she could be alone.
Just her and her passions.
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Settling herself behind one of the larger gravestones that littered the area, she leant back against the cold stone and shuddered, not from the cold but from the wave of excitement that raced through her.
Loosening the lace ties on the front of her dress, she allowed the restraining material to relax, her shapely pale bust shifting as it was finally allowed to relax within the confines of it’s material prison. The cool night air swept across her flesh as a gentle breeze shifted the grasses around her, making her flesh goose pimple and her breath jerk from her in even more ragged, shuddering gasps.
Surrendering to the emotions that flooded her mind, she traced a delicately manicured hand down from her neck to her cleavage, the rasping nail eliciting gasps of delight as her hand finally undid the ties that bound her shut and exposed her soft full breasts to the night.
   Her fingers traced down to her rapidly hardening nipples, gently rubbing and pulling on the swelling teats, massaging the flesh as the air’s cool caress heightened her senses more and more. Gasping with delight, she raised a leg and slowly traced her fingers up and down the soft flesh of her inner thigh.
*
   Movement out of the corner of her eye made her jump. Swiftly covering her modesty, she turned to see the imposing frame of a man, seemingly dressed head to toe in black, his eyes dark and mysteriously enticing, gazing back from the pale setting of his face.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?†she shrieked, her voice warbling with fear and renewed adrenaline.
“I could ask you the same, my dear…. although judging by your state of undress I have a pretty good idea.â€Â, came the reply the voice at once deep and booming, yet soft and somehow enticing.
“I asked first.â€Â
“My name is Dusk, and I was walking.â€Â
“My name is Vixen, and what I was doing is none of your business.â€Â
   A deep, skin-tingling chuckle rippled through the cool air as the stranger leapt up and crouched atop of a nearby tomb, his long velvet coat falling about him like a ethereal veil of sorts, threatening to expose the pale expanse of flesh beneath. “If it was none of my business my dear Vixen, why flaunt it before my eyes?†he asked, head cocked to one side like a curious child.
“I wasn’t. I wouldn’t……†Vixen began, fear and doubt now mixing in with the torrent of emotion that swept over her.
“Oh but is it really so bad? Giving in like you were?â€Â, the voice rolled over her skin in waves, each one making the skin tingle as if he were caressing her with a thousand tiny feathers.
“I…I…†Vixen began, her head turning slowly as if against her will to look at the ghostly lit figure behind her.
   Dusk leapt down from his perch and walked over, his dominating presence creating a sense of sensuality that radiated from his very being. Tilting his head to one side, he leaned in and kissed Vixen delicately, lingeringly, longingly, on the neck. Vixen gasped, every nerve within her pale, shuddering frame had been set alight by his touch and burned with an unquenchable fire. Her breath came in short sharp gasps as he kissed along her neck to her upswell, his hands gently cupping her breasts through the soft velvet.
“I….I….â€Â
“Why question? Why not just relax and enjoy?â€Â
   Vixen was suddenly hit by an almost tangible wave of pure, undiluted passion. Her heart raced as Dusk’s seeking kisses found her nipple through the fabric of her dress. Powerless to resist, she let her hands move to allow him access. His seeking tongue swiftly and deftly traced the outline of the swollen teats, his gloved hands massaging the soft flesh as he teased and excited her.
“Still in the mood to question, or would you like me to continue?â€Â
“Continue….continue…†came the half-whispered reply.
   Pleasure suddenly exploded within her mind as Dusk found his way down to her inner thigh, her black lace panties now damp with arousal. Adrenaline raced around her body as Dusk pulled back the damp gusset to reveal the smooth, pale treasure within, his questing tongue eliciting whimpers of passion from her as he gently began to trace the outline of swollen lips with his fingers. Gasping and clawing at Dusk’s hair, Vixen bade him “Please, I beg of you beautiful stranger, pleasure me.â€Â
   Dusk wasted no time. His seeking tongue deftly parted her damp and swollen lips and lashed out at her swollen, dripping bud. Wave after wave of pure wanton lust swept through Vixen, Dusk’s expert technique making her dripping pussy ache to be filled with more than just his questing tongue.
   Whimpering with delight, she clawed at Dusk, massaging her soft full breasts as his questing, almost prehensile member lashed and writhed within her, causing ripples of delight and ecstasy to flood her veins, the tingling pulses a very sure sign that she would climax shortly. Sure enough, Dusk’s continuing attention soon elicited a squeal of delight from the writhing Vixen, as wave after wave of pure pleasure swept over her as she climaxed around his questing tongue. But Dusk did not relent, his writhing tongue continuing to lash and stroke and caress her now tender, trembling bud as the juices of her arousal dripped from her in an ever increasing flood, her hands gripping the worn stone of the grave headstone against which her panting, trembling, curvaceous form rested.
   Looking up, Dusk smiled enigmatically as he watched Vixen’s bosom heave and shudder with each deep trembling breath she drew in from the chilling night. Gazing down into his dark burning eyes, Vixen hauled Dusk to his feet and pushed him back against the grave headstone.
“Your turn, my most beautiful stranger.†she whispered, brushing back the folds of his coat to reveal his sleek toned abdomen, pale and glistening beautifully as the bright moon cast it’s silvering touch over him, his arousal clearly visible through his leather trousers. Her mouth trailed kisses down and over his body, soft and gentle, invoking a soft moaning from his lips as her fingers traced the outline of his arousal.
   Her fingers deftly dealt with the lace ties that bound his waistband shut, releasing his manhood from within it’s leather entrapment, his moans now coming louder and deeper, like the deep throated cries of some tortured inner beast begging for release. Running her fingers over the pale expanse of toned flesh revealed by the parting of the leather, her breath came in shuddering gasps of arousal as the full beauty of his cock was revealed; a giant horn of flesh so pale and sleek and inviting.
   Nervously, Vixen’s tongue slipped past her lips and flicked across the tip of this beast of manhood that stood tall and proud before her eyes. The bestial growl of pleasure that drifted through the haze of arousal to her waiting ears seemed like music to her soul, and as she parted her lips to kiss the head of this pale beast, her soul sang to the tunes that she began to draw from the mouth of this pale, beautiful stranger. Her mouth opened wider, and the dark passions that swept through her drove her onwards to even deeper depths of depravity and wanton abandon.
   With swift, deft strokes of her hands, Vixen awoke Dusk’s member to full arousal, her tongue sliding up and down the length of his pale smooth shaft, her crimson lips contrasting starkly with the pale expanse of flesh they struggled to encircle as she pulled him deeper and deeper into her the soft moist waiting depths of her mouth. The sighs of pleasure and growls of arousal that the passions of the moment elicited from both of them mingled into a dark, passionate symphony that echoed deep into the night.
*
   Urgency and confidence now mingled in with the adrenaline that surged through her veins as her whole body rocked with the motions of her act, her hair swaying and glistening with the moonlight as Dusk’s pale member slid smooth and slick past her crimson lips, deeper and deeper into her mouth as her hands mirrored the bobbing motion of her head, tugging and willing this monster of a cock to go deeper. Pulling back, Vixen’s eyes gleamed with raw unbridled lust and passion as she saw her spit drip from Dusk’s firm cock, the light making it glisten almost irresistibly as she continued to milk it slowly whilst gazing up into the eyes of her mysterious lover.
“Well my love?†she whispered, “Do you wish for me to continue?â€Â
“No my love, now it is time…â€Â
“For what?â€Â
“For this!â€Â
   With a dark, unsettling speed, Dusk whipped Vixen to her feet and placed her hands on the gravestone. Closing her eyes, Vixen shuddered as she felt her dress being lifted to expose her milky white posterior to the chill air. She trembled as she felt Dusk’s hands part her thighs and the tip of his monstrous cock nudge against her dripping lips. And then she gasped as she felt it slip past and into her moist, waiting depths, the muscles of her pussy clamping hard around it, rippling over and over as they tried to pull it deeper and deeper into her.
   Dusk’s hands clamped hold of her hips as he began to thrust his way in and out of Vixen’s pussy, her lips leaving trails of juice all over him as he thrust harder, deeper and faster into her, relishing the way her pussy rippled around him, milking him, luring him deeper and deeper into her moist waiting depths. She moaned and gasped as the pleasure and the passion of the moment flooded over her, her hair swaying, breasts jostling in the cool air as Dusk thrust deeper and deeper.
   Faster and faster the rippling became, tugging on his hard member as it pummelled her hard and fast, her moans becoming shrieks of delight as the ripples became tingles, and as Dusk reached round to caress her swaying breasts, she rolled her eyes with delight as wave after wave of pure orgasmic delight swept over her, again and again, more and more as he continued to pleasure and excite her.
   His grunts and moans become more and more bestial and urgent, and the subtle twitching and swelling of his cock within her spoke a distinct, primeval language that fuelled the passion burning in her mind. Turning to glance over her shoulder, she whispered, “Come on me my love, let me see what you have for me.â€Â, her voice a hushed yet urgently passionate whisper.
   Pulling his pale swollen member free of the warm moistness in which it lay, Dusk allowed his now urgent love to turn and kneel before him, her hands clasping and jerking his member wildly with an urgency unseen in her eyes before. Leaning back, Dusk let rip a bestial, echoing, booming roar of passion as his pale glistening member twitched, and thick wads of creamy slivery semen erupted from his tip, surging out to splatter all over his love’s heaving bosom. She continued to milk him, her hand settling between her legs as she felt the hot sticky cream drip over her fingers and down her breasts, hands massaging it into her skin as she closed her eyes and let the ripples of pleasure and passion subside and ebb away from her as she leaned back against the cool stone of the grave behind her.
“How was that my love?†she asked seductively, her voice dark and whispery.
No answer came.
   Opening her eyes, Vixen’s gaze quickened and darted as she searched for the mysterious man who had just made her climax so violently, the man who had reached within her and awoken her innermost desires.
   He was nowhere to be seen, and she found herself in the pose in which she had been before his arrival, hand caressing her inner thigh.
 “My love?†she called, knowing not whether it had been in her mind or if it had been for real. Looking down at the sticky cream that covered her, she paused and licked some from her finger. It was sweet, creamy yet bitter as well, real enough. But what of her love?
As she gathered herself and left the churchyard to it’s secrets, she thought she heard a deep tingling chuckle crawl over her skin with the breeze, making her hurry away into the moon lit dreamscape.
   And from his perch high in the ruined church tower, Dusk smiled. “Farewell my love…†he whispered and blew a kiss into the night, as the breeze rustled the grasses of the moonlit land, and the curvaceous form of his sweet Vixen disappeared into the waiting, silvered night.
THE END
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The Time Shifter Chapter 24
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Incestuous Ghosts
I am in my twenties now and my Mother passed away some years ago. She was beautiful with long legs, a naughty look to her face and perky tits. I always loved my Mom but never had the guts to try anything with her.
After her passing I was in charge of selling off her house and goods, I couldn't part with the house so I kept it but sold quite a bit of the items she had in the house. I was a bit perplexed when it came to her clothing. As a kid, starting at around 5, I had this thing for my Mom's silky slips, panties and bras. I use to sneak them into my room and jack off with them all the time. Having no Dad or siblings around, this was quite the situation for a young boy infatuated with his Mother. The coolness of the silky fabric on my cock use to drive me wild. And yes, as I write
One night while laying in Mom's old bed, I was going about my usual routine of wearing 10 of her silken briefs and 5 of her halfslips. Jerking my cock and concentrating on my Mom wishing I had gotten up the nerve to tell her mow much I wanted her before she passed away. I wanted to get the courage someday to just be waiting for her in her bed with her silky underwear on so she could see me when she walked through the door. I wanted to feel and watch her hand move slowly up and down my cock shaft, stroking me with her silky underwear. I was getting close to cumming when I heard the floor creek. In the full moonlit room I looked around and saw nothing, just the old house settling. I figured since I was interrupted I would add a few more layers of Mom's silk to my cock so I reached down to the part of the bed where I left a huge pile of her clothing and there was nothing to be found. I lifted my head up and looked around and still nothing.
Maybe I knocked them off the bed and onto the floor and maybe that is what the noise was that startled me. Still hard and horny I laid my head back, eyes closed and continued rubbing my throbbing cock feeling whatever happened to the pile of silky underwear could wait until after I exploded my cum into Mom's panties and slips. Again the floor creaked and this time it was louder, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and the room felt a bit colder. My cock was starting to go limp when all of a sudden I felt the nylon silky material start to move on its own. I was amazed and shocked and should have run out of the room and out of the house but the feeling was so heavenly. In the moonlight I watched in awe as the material moved on its own up and down my cock stroking my cock back to full hardness. I was dreaming, there is no way this is happening. I had to see what was going on. I jumped out of bed to turn on the lights and the sensation on my cock stopped. I ran to the light switch and turned it on.
There on the floor was the pile of lingerie but it had not been knocked of the bed. When I put it on the bed it was a mess and in a pile and yet there it was on the floor neatly folded and stacked. Dressed in panties and slips still I looked around the room and said aloud, "alright, who the heck is in this room?" With that my cock stood straight out, the slips lifted up and the panties pulled down on their own. I looked down to see the skin being stretched and rubbed by invisible fingers, you could see the indentation of the grip of a small hand on my cock as it expertly pulled and jerked my cock. In shock but also in lust I just stood there getting a handjob from a ghost. I had to know if I could interact. If you can hear me stop stroking my cock. The sensation stopped but I could still feel a hand holding my cock straight out from my body. I looked down to see my huge throbbing cock begging me not to stop.
The soft pink panties on the floor so neatly folded, I had to try. "If you hear me, pick up the pink panties and run the material up and down my cock." I saw my cock droop towards the floor, I had been released, did I blow it, was this great night over? All of a sudden I saw the panties raise magically off the floor and float towards me, they were being held as if a woman were debating if they were the right size. I reached down and held my cock straight out, then I was pulled away from my cock by another set of hands. Shit, I had more than one spirit in my room. I felt the warmth of a body with soft supple breasts behind me as she reached around and held my cock straight out. I looked in the mirror to see my cock being stroked and my balls being gently rubbed. The slips and panties I was wearing were pulled up and to the side revealing my now erect and bare cock. Then I almost came when the floating panties found there way over to my cock and were draped over my swollen shaft. I watched the material stroke up and down my cock all the while feeling the gentle stroke of a hands on my shaft and balls. This was so fucking great, I had some sort of sex maniac ghosts right here with me in my house.
They were so gentle and pleasing yet I could not figure out why they were here. I had to see them, I told them both to stop and ordered them to go put on a white fullslip each. They left the pink panty draped over my cock and made their way to the pile of lingerie. I watched as the layers were rummaged through until the two fullslips were found. One by one I watched as they mysteriously raised in the air on there own and slowly slid down the feminine bodies. They both had great breasts and I could tell one was older than the other. Her boobs were larger but they drooped a bit more. I could swear I had seen those silhouettes before, but where? Now that I could see them, well I could see empty form filled slips floating about, I could now watch them service me. Since you ladies have such full breasts and I do love silky material against my cock, I want you both to slide those beautiful breasts up and down my shaft. They both stood there in front of me waiting for my decision as to what position I wanted them on. I layed on the bed, my cock sticking straight up on its own and told them to press there boobs together nipple to nipple so a little hole was formed in between the four of them, then I wanted to watch as they slid their silk covered tits up and down my cock shaft. As I lay there, they floated over to me and got into my prescribed position and started stroking my cock as ordered, this felt so good! Four big tits and lots of silk masturbating my cock, better than any dream I could have ever had. I thought, wait a minute, they are ghosts, I am not limited to the basic laws of physics.
I want you both to sit atop me with your backs to one another and my cock in between your butt cracks but only after you each put on panties and 2 more half slips under your fullslip. I needed to feel the layers of silk, this is the best way I like them when stroking my cock. I watched as they floated over and slid on panties and 2 slips a piece. Covered in layers of slips they were now on top of my cock moving up and down my cock shaft stroking me off with Mom's slips. I want you to spin slowly around now and caress my cock with the silky material, I watched as they both put their legs out and started to slowly rotate around my cock encircling my dick with the cracks of their asses and silky soft nylon. As they slowly twirled around they also moved up and down, I was getting the masturbation of a lifetime. I mean, I love Mom's slips but what better way to use them than to have two females, or even female ghosts, wearing them and masturbating me with them. I was feeling dirty and my "close to cumming sensations" were driving me wild, I let out the words, Mom if you could only be here to see me using your silky underwear to make me cum and to see how it is being done. I wished I could have fucked you when you were still alive, I want to cum on your face Mom! I want to fuck your tits and soak your whole body in cum! I was in ecstasy! I watched my cock being serviced and still there was no audible sounds from my two guests. I had to know who they were, I know that I can see their figures because of the clothing and if I gave them enough cum for two great facials I could see the outline of their faces with my cum.
Ladies, when I cum I want you each to take my sperm load on your faces, with that and knowing I was close to cumming they stopped and floated to my cock, I knew their faces were right next to my swollen cock head, I felt warm breaths on my cock and I was going to cum soon. Without asking I watched as they each took turns sucking my cock deep into their throats, I could see the deformed shape of my dick as it was forced into their throats, this was the best blowjob ever! Moving in and out of an invisible throat is something too hard to describe, you can feel the silky warm wetness of tongues, mouths and throats but you can see your cock in the air moving about on its own. One started rubbing gently on my balls and the other was sucking and stroking hard and I was going to shoot the load of the century! All of a sudden my body raised off the bed, I had no weight. I then turned over, my cock facing the bed and my back to the ceiling. My cock was still being sucked and stroked and I couldn't hold back any longer.
I knew their faces were there and eager to get spermed so I just let it go. I shot the first big cum gush on the younger of the two then the second on the older ghost. It wouldn't stop, it was as if they were inside my cock stroking the very nerves that send you off into a great orgasm. My cock moved by itself back to the younger then to the left to the older. All while feeling the sensation of being sucked off by the most expert mouths off all time, I couldn't stop squirting my cum. Twelve pairs of panties flew up off the floor and started running all over my body while I came, then the slips, my whole body was being stroked with silk. Mouths on my cock, nylon silk all over my body, I was gushing so much cum. I looked down to see the cum pooling up in their eyes and over their lips, they were smiling, I lost count of my cumshots when they were over 20 hard strong squirts, an orgasm to end all orgasms. After what seemed like a heavenly eternity the cumming ended, there must have been over a pint of cum that shot out of my cock. Then a sight I will never forget, like starving maniacs they each went crazy with my cum, I could see the cum smearing all over their faces and soon even the hands of my visitors became visible with the shapes outlined by my cum all over them. I watched as four hands smeared cum everywhere, over their hands, tits and faces. As I looked at their faces a strange sensation came over me.
I was gob smacked, I couldn't believe what I saw. The younger one, could it be? I looked at her and she looked back, Mom? And wait, is that Grandma? My Mother and Grandmother were servicing my cock in a way that was not of this world. Mom, Nana, why? They looked at me and just smiled. You cannot speak with me? They nodded NO but I could feel them, Oh God I could feel them. That was so fucking great, you both made my cock feel so good. I am sorry about your underwear Mom, I have always jacked off in it. She smiled and moved towards me, she leaned to kiss me on the cheek then reached down and gave my cock a little squeeze. Nana came over next and pushed her breasts together and gave my cock a tittyfuck squeeze too. I was so drained and tired but I didn't want it to end. Will I see you both again, they smiled and nodded YES. I guess I was tired and passed out right then and there.
I awoke the next morning feeling as though I had just experienced the dream of a lifetime. I looked around the room and it looked as it always did. The room smelled of cum, had lingerie everywhere, and cum had soaked most of the lingerie except it sure did look as if a lot of cum had been shot. No, it was just a dream, I said a loud. My Mom and Grandma had passed away and all that drove that dream last night was my urge to have always wanted to fuck them. Somehow, thinking about the dream made my cock hard. I sat at the edge of the bed and slid on 4 halfslips and one fullslip and started stroking my cock. My cock was tenting the slips and sticking straight up, I said a loud, OK Mom, you know what to do from here, laughing inside at the thought that the dream had actually happened.
I looked closely at my silk covered cock and nothing, then it started to move on its own. My God the slip was alive again, it wasn't a dream. I can have my Mom and Grandma anytime I want! Do it Mom, stroke me off quickly in your silky slips before I go to work. I heard the squeaking of the material as it rubbed against itself. I had to see this in the daylight in the mirror. I walked to the dresser mirror and the stroking never stopped. I looked in the mirror with a naughty grin watching my cock being masturbated in Mom's underwear. Stroke it Mom you hardcore slut, the pace quickened. Faster Mom faster! It was supernatural she was stroking me so quick it was a blur of friction. I let out a scream and shot my wad right through the slips. I watched as the cum was forced under pressure through the material and as it pooled at the surface I knew Mom was licking away at the cum. I could see the cum moving in a way around my cockhead through the slips as only a tongue could do. It subsided but I still got off 11 good squirts. Mom, I want to fuck you tonight, I will call for you when I get home from work OK. I felt a gentle kiss on my cheek then the presence was gone from the room.
Good God I cannot wait for tonight!
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The Time Shifter Chapter 34
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Steve's Alien Abduction
The night is just beginning; all of the sun’s rays have creped under the horizon.  I stand outside, my eyes fixed at the sky.  Stars begin to shine here and there.  I feel a cool breeze run across my face, it was inviting.
There is not a single cloud in sight.  I begin to walk into my backyard further.
It is summer and the stock has grown above my head.  I was not a farmer, but I lived next to the field.  I’m actually a teacher.  My wife too is a teacher.  I worked at the local high school, teaching World History to 10 th graders, while my wife taught theater at the local community college.
           We didn’t make a lot of money, but we always had enough, we bought this lovely four bedroom house for a steal.  I was growing lonely the passed few days, my wife had gone off to the city to perform a Broadway play and I was left home alone.  This happens at least 4 times a year, and it is my chance to get home improvement projects done.
           That day I had just finished painting the garage floor.  Now, my stomach full of microwavable meals and cola, I stare up at the vast sky.  I pick out the constellations after a few minutes and started thinking if they ever talked to each other.  Did Orion ever say hello to the Big Dipper?  I laughed internally at the thought to two groups of stars having a conversation.
           Then out of the corner of my eye I notice a star that is unusually bright.  I stare at it and it begins to twinkle.  I wave my hand at it and it twinkles more.  I continued to chuckle inside, playing with the idea that the star was actually communicating with me. ÂÂ
           Just then the star moved in the sky, my eyes grew wide and fixed on the moving star.
           “What the hell?†I muttered, my eye twitching involuntarily.  The star increased speed slightly and flew like a plane in the night sky.  I began to get worried that it may be something dangerous, but I could not move my eyes from it.  My heart beat increased and I felt my body temperature rise.
           The star then zipped down towards the horizon and disappeared from my sight.  I fixed my eyes at the tree line in which it had disappeared, but I could not see through the dark cover of the trees.
           “I must be losing it.†I thought, calming my mind, saying what I saw was nothing more then a trick of the light.  I turned and began the journey back to my house, moving almost at a slight jog.  I told myself that it was late and I should get inside, but I was really scared at the sight, and yet I didn’t want to admit to it.
           I got over a little knoll and could see my house in the distance, the back porch light shined bright.  I slowed my walk and felt safe under the glow of the light.  I quickly notice something odd; the light wasn’t coming from the porch it was actually coming from above.  I raised my eyes to the sky and I stared into a large circle of white light. ÂÂ
           At the time I could see only light, but I know that it was no craft of modern man, I could see no other flashers, and heard no noise, not even the mutter of an engine.  Just then I heard a humming sound, like the sound of large turbines turning.  I had watched Alien movies before and from the tales a sound was always heard before a beam sucked you into their ship.
           I reeked of fear and shook in terror and disbelief.  I closed my eyes and just hoped they would leave me, but that was not the case.  I began to feel my body pull apart in itself and it struck me like a billion needles.  I went to scream in pain, but I sank into an instant unconscious state.
           I couldn’t feel anything, I couldn’t see, or hear, but I could think, in an odd turn of event I thought, but only one thought entered my mind.  The thought of my beloved wife and whether I cried on the outside did not matter, for I was crying on the inside.  Just as soon as the thought entered my mind and my internal tear was shed it was gone.
           I couldn’t piece the visions in front of my mind together, they blurred and mixed, all I rendered were the lights and colors.  I was dreaming, but this was not a normal dream it was as if someone was looking into my mind and fast forwarding through my memories.  I would feel happiness, sorrow, and joy within moment of each other.
           I then went blank once again, no visions, no feeling, nothing for a long time.  Slowly I began to feel my body awake, I felt all my weight in my legs, yet I could not move them.  I felt my arms above my head, and they would not move either.  I then felt my breath; I was relieved I could take in a breath.
           The air was chilling and sterile, like a hospital.  I struggled to move my eyes, they were sore and in pain, it felt as if they were cut open with a letter opener.  I slowly managed to open them, bracing the pain, it was sharp at first, but it dulled and disappeared as I opened my eyes wide.
           My eyes were open, but my vision was blurred.  I could see only colors, blurred blues and grays.  I then realized my glasses were gone.  Where had they taken them too, I need them back, my head will start to hurt if they are not returned soon.  I had worn my glasses since my early teen years, and headaches came when I tried to look into bright lights for a long time without them.
           I was then shocked by the cold air that attacked my body quickly.  I didn’t understand how something could be so cold against my skin, but then I realized by moving my body that I was naked.  I looked up at my hands and they were close enough to tell that they and my legs were bound to the wall my something.
           The wall was blue/gray and it was very smooth, metallic.  I began to shudder from the cold around me, my hair stood on its ends and my body covered in goose bumps.  I clenched my right arm and pulled it forward from the wall, I could then see how it was being kept to the wall. ÂÂ
           My arm snapped back against the cold wall, as chains of light kept my body from moving.  I then gave up escape, it would require much energy to remove these bounds and the cold would kill me before then.  I took shallow, slow breaths and then squinted to focus on the room in which I was hanging in.
           The room was much the same as the wall that I hung from, it had blue/gray metallic walls and not windows or doors.  The floor was all grey and flat.  It was an empty room; all that seemed to be there were the chains and white light that grew dimly from the edge of the walls.
           I then closed my eyes, wishing to open them and be back in my backyard, but it would not be so.  I slowly opened them and instead of seeing my backyard I saw a set of silver eyes stare into mine.  I jolted against the wall, breathing fast and panicking.  The eyes were part of a blue skinned face.
           The face looked almost human, two eyes, a nose, a pair of blue lips and silver eyebrows.  Above the eyes were two silver diamonds in the blue faces forehead.  I then saw a hand rise from my blind spot; it came into view, closing in on my face.  The hand had slender blue fingers, almost human, but a bit longer, with short talons.
           I closed my eyes tight, as I felt the hand press against my forehead just above my eyelids.  Then glowing warmth came from the hand, it seemed to center around my eyes only, but it was warmth none the less, I savored it.  The hand parted my head and the warmth dulled, I slowly opened my eyes. ÂÂ
           It took almost no time, but I realized my eyes could see normal.  I saw the entire room clearly.  This blue humanoid had healed my vision, I was grateful for a moment, and then I looked carefully upon the rest of the creatures’ body.
           The alien struck me, it looked really human, other then its pale blue skin, and silver hair, it could pass as human.  The alien had short hair; it was styled to frill out the bottom.  The alien wore its hair like a female, then I looked more at the alien and it was to my eyes a female.
           The alien wore a purple suit that covered all but its hands and head.  I look at the design, from the chest protruded breast curves.  From the suit I could tell that if she were human she would be in the mid to high C range.  Her body was slender, but not skinny sticklike.  She was well filled, and seemed to be perfect in body type.
           I lost myself in my visual examination, she did not look like my wife directly, but her body type and alien beauty was reminding me of the first time I meet my wife.  I had just finished my college degree and was looking for teaching jobs.  I came to a stop light and it turned green, I pulled out and my left side was struck hard.
           I survived without much more then a scratch.  I escaped from the wreck to see the driver of the other car.  The driver had long waving blonde hair and captivating blue eyes.  I was the same lost then as I was now, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and I thought an angel had feel from the skies and crashed into me.
           “Where am I?†I asked.  I then saw her lips move, but I couldn’t understand the noise that came from her mouth.  It was an odd series of clicks and grunts.  I couldn’t understand how a creature this beautiful spoke with such a barbaric sounding language.
           She could tell that I understood nothing of what she was trying to tell me.  She then began to approach me once again.  His time she raised both hands and slowly placed them on my ears.  I felt once again, the same warmth that my eyes had received, on my ears.  It subsided and she pulled her hands from my ears.
           “Is that better?†A soft voice spoke, I watched as her lips moved with the words.
           “You speak English?!†I exclaimed, my eyes perked up.
           “No, I just mutated your hearing and vocal cords, so you understand all languages as if they were in English, and you speak the language that you are suppose to hear.†She spoke again.  I didn’t understand how that was possible and I thought that now I would be too valuable to let go.  If the world found out that I could speak every language there would be many questions.
           “Where am I?†I asked, looking around the room and then back at her.
           “You are on a space ship that is currently orbiting Saturn†She answered, pointing to an opposite wall.  The wall moved and soon a window appeared, showing the planet Saturn outside the window.
           “Whoa,†I said, “What do you want with me?† She smirked and then placed her hand on the wall.  I light humming was then heard and the bindings that kept me to the wall disappeared and I fell to the cold ground with a light thud.
           “I want to study you, see my race is very intelligent, it took us very little time to develop space travel, but we have encountered viral enemies.  Our bodies are not equipped with strong defenses as yours are.  We have no white blood cells to fend off these attacks, so our people fall quickly to these diseases.†She explained, “I want to find out how your body produces such strong cells and how we can copy them.â€Â
           “You aren’t going to cut me open are you?†I asked, scarred.  The alien chuckled and smiled.
           "Of course not, cutting you open wouldn't give me any information I don't already know." She said, "Oh, by the way, my name is; Aier"
           "The name's Mark," I answered and realized that it was really cold and I was still naked.
           "Do you have my cloths?  I would love to help you, but first it's really cold." I said, shivering.  She made a face as if she didn't really know, and was thinking up an excuse.
           "Well, our scans located several germs on your cloths and just to be safe we destroyed them." She answered.  I looked at her and my shoulders sank.
           "Alright, do you have anything at all I could wear to keep out the cold?" I asked.
           "Yes, wait right here, I'll return shortly." She spoke, and walked towards a wall, it moved and became a door, she exited and after she was through it sealed up.  I waited around for a few minutes.  Thoughts ran through my head. What time is it, what day, is my wife home, or is she still away?
           Then the door at the wall formed again, and Aier walked through it, this time in her blue hands she carried a white ball.  She bowed to me as the door behind her disappeared, holding out the white ball of cloth.  I took the cloth and bowed back, the cloth then unrolled out into a long white robe.
           "Our priest allowed me to borrow some robes for you, seeing as it was his idea to pick your planet." Aier spoke; I then tossed it up over my head and pulled it down over myself.  It was like a monk's robe, but soft and warm, and white.
           "Priest?  You have a religion?" I asked, and then hit myself internally; of course an advanced civilization would have at least some form of faith.
           "Yes, I believe in one supreme power that has control over the universe.  I believe on your planet the closest religion would be called: Christianity.†She answered.  I was never a really devout religious person, but my interest in history and the religions that were created and fought for was a key interest.  I would spend hours upon hours going over textbooks and listening to lectures on ancient crusades and “holy warsâ€Â, the idea of giving your life for faith was something that just astonished me.
           “Do all your people follow the same religion?†I asked, the robe starting to warm my body.
           “No, our empire spans over many planets and star systems and to evoke control over that many people to follow one religion would cause a great downfall.  Although a large portion of us follow our “Catholic†faith as you would understand, many follow their own paths and we respect their view, even if we don’t always agree.†Aier said, almost poetically.
           “Tolerance is the one thing I believe our world needs, but by the way things are going it’ll take centuries maybe even more before that happens.†I spoke, Aier nodded.
           “Well, I feel that our race could teach yours to be more tolerant, but first we must solve our problem.  We must find a way to gain strong defenses again these viral enemies.†Aier spoke.
           “Well, I’m willing to help you out in exchange for a safe journey home.†I spoke, not knowing how I could help, but longing to get home as soon as possible.  Aier nodded, and then walked towards the wall, it moved and became a door once again.
           “Follow me,†She said, walking out of the room into a gray corridor.  I scratched my head for a moment and then followed suite, exiting the room.  I followed her along this long corridor; I saw no doors or windows, just the same gray walls all around.  Then we came to a dead end, Aier walked close to the wall and it opened up.
           She walked through the opening and I followed behind.  The wall resealed around me, I scanned the room.  It had a black floor, with silver walls and ceiling.  There was an examining table in the center of the room.  Around it were a few tables with “lab equipment†on it.
           “I thought you said you weren’t going to cut me open.†I spoke; looking at a tool that resembled a scalpel.
           “I’m not, come over here and I’ll show you what I have learned about humans anatomy.†She said, I walked next to her, she then placed her hand on the wall and it moved.  It formed into a video screen, showing a human male and female figure next to each other.  It then ran through a bunch of symbols and alien text that I didn’t understand.
           “As you may know the human body produces new blood cells all the time, mostly red, but a few whites.  The white blood cells seem to be the great fighters of your systems, allowing you to stave off infections and viruses.  All attempts to create a synthetic form of your white blood cells have failed.†She spoke, turned her face from the screen to me.
           “Well, then how can I help if it won’t work synthetic?†I asked, my eyes glued to the screen like a sports game.
           “The only last resort we have it to create a hybrid.†She spoke, I took in the words and my eyebrow rose.
           I slowly turned towards her and said, “What do you mean, “Create a hybridâ€Â?  Are you thinking mixing your races DNA and mine together to make a lab hybrid?â€Â
           “Yes, in a sense.†She spoke, walking around to the other side of the table.
           “Feew, I thought for a second you wanted to give birth to a human slash, what ever your race is called; child.†I commented.
           “Spartans… we are called Spartans… and actually that’s exactly what I was hopping you would agree with.†Aier said, walking right up to my face, “I want us to create a child, so that my people can have a beacon for hope.â€Â
           I didn’t know what to say to her; I was so shocked by the request that I couldn’t form words.
           “If I say no?†I said, looking right into her eyes.
           “Then I’ll shove you out a airlock and get another human.†She said, almost smiling.  I couldn’t believe my ears, it was essentially sex or death.  I then started to calm my mind, thinking that maybe their form of sex is completely different from ours.  She turned around, grabbing onto my hand and pulling me closer to the examination table.
           She spun me in her hands and pushed me up onto the table, I was surprised at her strength.  Then she backed away a few steps and slowly reached behind her back and began to unzip her body suit.  I tried to think of something to say to stop her, but I was afraid.  I was afraid that if I didn’t go through with this then not only would I die, but the love of my live would be eternally mourning.
           I watched helplessly as she stopped unzipping at the base of her rear.  She smirked at me and placed her hands onto her waist.  She then pressed two buttons on each side of her suit. A load hiss could be heard from her suit and a puff of smoke came from behind the buttons.
           She looked me right in the eyes and winked, then the suit began to fold up upon itself.  Her arms and legs were first; it just seemed to shrink away into the main body of the suit.  Now it appeared as if she was wearing a purple one-piece bathing suit.
           I gulped as she threw her hair back and raised her hands above her head.  A clicking noise was made and a seam appeared in the front of the suit, it ran all the way up from the neck to her crotch.  It began to split apart and within moments it fell down her body and onto the floor.  She stepped out of the small piles of purple and kicked then aside.
           I bulged my eyes as I saw her naked in front of me, for she was a pure form of beauty.  I stared at her firm breast, they showed no sign of old age, and in the center her firm nipples peaked out.  They were a shade of pink against her blue skin.  I followed my eyes down lower and on her belly was a large silver tattoo like symbol.
           I stared at the spinning design for a moment tracing it down to her crotch.  I then looked at a nice patch of silver hair just above her closed legs. I was captivated and my eyes slowly moved back up to hers.
           “You look so human!†I spoke; she smiled, as if waiting for me to say that.
           “Yes, now I will explain something to you, please listen clearly.†She smiled, walking closer to me.  I nodded my head and smirked.
           “A few million years ago we Spartans came to planet Earth.  It was full off massive lizards and green landscapes.  We had done it several times before, so we destroyed the surface of the planet and brought it into an ice age.  At the same time we planted the seed of a new age. ÂÂ
           Man was born from those seeds, and the resulting radiation from your sun has made your skin a more brown and light color and also has formed incredible defenses against germs. This was a accident, however and now seeing as you have become a completely different species we feel that co-existence would be easier after our “child†is born.†She spoke, placing her hands on my face.  I believed her words and now understood why she looked so human.
           “I understand, and I will create this child with you.†I spoke, my heart ached in pain with those words, but my brain and my body told me otherwise.  I began to sweat and I could feel my body burn with arousal.  I felt my cock lurched forward a bit and then grow against the robe.
           Aier glanced down, as the robe grew outward, she then drew me into a kiss.  I felt her soft lips against mine.  Her hands left my face and began to pull off the white robe.  I felt the soft material fall to the table and she ran her hand down, pulling it open, laying the robe out on the table, and exposing my naked body to her.
           I lifted my rear off the robe and she pulled it out, throwing it to the ground.  I placed my hands on the table, and watched as she looked at my erect cock.  It was 7 inches long and nice and thick.  Her mouth seemed to water and her eyes glistened at the sight.
           She slowly grasped my rock hard staff with her soft hand.  I shuddered a bit and let out a breath.  She began to pass it back and forth in her hand.  She could see its effect on me and she worked faster, I started to moan.  I felt the cum rush up my staff and in one large burst it sprayed out my cock and into the air.
           Aier gasped and groaned as the cum landed on the floor and a little on her hand. She let go of my staff and licked the cum from her hand.  Then her eyes bulged and she squealed.
           “Anything wrong?†I asked, she didn’t answer, but then leaded forward and grabbed my cock again.  This time she started to lick the remaining cum from it, running her alien tongue up and down its grooves.  I shuddered and gasped; my palms grasped the table tighter.
           She then takes my cock into her mouth and starts to pump it in and out.  Her tongue works all around my staff as she starts to work my groves faster and taking me deeper.  My eyes roll back in my head once again and I moaned and gasped.
           I could feel the climax coming and there was nothing I could do to hold it back.  I released the wad of white hot cum into her hot wet alien mouth.  She greedily swallowed the entire load; I could feel that she licked my entire cock well after, making sure it was all hers.
           She slowly rose from my staff, smiling up at me.
           “You taste so good, when this is over will I be able to taste you again?†She asked, I nodded to her quickly.  Then she pushed me back onto the table, I moved to get in the center.  The table looked like steel, but it was nice and warm, not cold and flat.  She jumped onto the table and started to crawl onto me, my cock still rock hard.  I then felt a wet liquid against my legs.
           I looked down and saw a green liquid was oozing from her crotch.  She then lifted up, and grasped my hard cock; she slowly guided herself onto my staff.  I clenched my teeth, as I pushed into her.  She was so tight I could have mistaken her pussy for a 14-year-old human.
           I felt her warm wet walls and her juices just cover my cock.  Then I felt what was like a “virgin wallâ€Â.  She didn’t stop though, with one more push I pushed through and I could even feel her walls tear and stretch inside her.  She let out a scream and then a series of moans.
           She started to pump up and down along my rock hard staff.  I looked down and saw the green fluid cover my staff and balls, dripped down my crack and pooling on the table.  She widened her legs and took me deeper into her pussy, pounding me harder and harder.
           I felt my climax rising, it was coming up strong, and she must have sensed it somehow. She started to thrust faster and faster, clenching her walls around my pulsating staff.  I groaned and gasped for air, I then felt it shoot up my staff and without warning it released.  I couldn’t do anything but hold on and the passion was so strong it was even painful.
           She just screamed out in ecstasy and clenched my cock tight, making sure no juices left her insides.  I then felt her shudder and clamp my staff tighter, I knew she was climaxing.  She seemed to soak in the feeling for a long time, and then slowly she rose up, my cock slid out and flopped to the side, limp, covered in lime green cum.
I sat up and looked into her face as she sat on the edge of the table, dripping onto the floor.  She looked into my eyes and smiled.  I leaned closer and pressed my lips against hers, softly.  She sank into them quickly, wrapping her arm around my head and kissing me deeply.
I slowly ran my hand between her already parted legs and came to her alien pussy.  I rubbed the whole area with my hand first.  Then I guided my fingers to her clit and rubbed the nub back and forth between my two fingers.  She jumped and moaned in ecstasy.
I then laid her back onto the table and positioned my head so where I was looking right into her wet core.  She propped herself up and spread her legs wide, allowing me to see her whole.  I moved closer and slid two fingers right into her wet cum filled core.
Her insides felt a bit different then a human.  I rubbed the area where the “special spot†should be, but nothing happened.  Then I thrusted my fingers in deeper and my realization brought shock to myself.  Her entire inner walls were ridged just like a human g-spot.
I ran my finger against the wall and she bucked and gasped.  I smiled and began to rub her walls harder.
“Oh… YES! Oh… YES!†she screamed, while I started to thrust her insides faster with my two fingers, rubbing her walls deep when I passed by.  I concentrated on pumping my fingers into her harder and harder.  I could feel her tense up and then it happened she clamped down onto my fingers like a vice. ÂÂ
Her back arches and she just convulsed in the air for a few moment.  She slowed and took in a series of deep breaths.  I managed to pull my fingers out of her clamped core, and out came a trail of cum.  I licked off my fingers and the taste intrigued me.
I leaned down and brought my tongue to her folds.  I began to lick up and taste her fluids.  It was so sweet and almost like honey.  I was drawn into her lips by the sweet taste.  I spread her lips apart and thrust my tongue as deep as I could.
I wasn’t ready for what happened next and neither was Aier.  She tensed and let out a scream of passion as she came again, this time it gushed out her spread legs.  My tongue was flooded with her juices and I took in what I could, but much of it just dripped down her pussy and crack and onto the table.
I rose from her folds and looked into her face, she was blushing, and her cheeks were dark purple.  I took in a sigh and smiled.  She sat up and moved closer to me, placing her hand on my face she kissed me, lightly, and then started to lick the cum from my face.
           She finished and then looked into my eyes.  I took in a few breaths and looked into hers as well.  It was a while before anyone of us moved.  Then she smirked, and I chuckled.
           “That was wonderful.†She spoke.
           “Thank you, I enjoyed myself too,†I replied.
           “Ok, well you passed the test.†She said, sitting up on the table side, and then sliding off onto the ground.  I watched her walk to her purple suit, juices still covered her body.  She started to place the suit back on and up over her body.
           “What test?  I thought you wanted to make a child?†I asked, she then zipped up the suit and it hissed and sealed up, and then the arms re-grew from the body of the suit.
           “Yes, and now I will be put in a chamber so this child will be safe until it is ready to be born.  I have a request of you, before you are allowed to be freed.†She said, turning stern.
“Wait a minute, this was the request I fulfilled, and we had an agreement.†I said, she then walked up and grasped my limp cock in her hand.  She started to squeeze it hard, I winced in pain.
           “You are not free until you are off this ship!† She barked, almost crushing my staff in her hand.  I cried out in pain.
           “Very well, what do you request?†I answered, just wanting the sudden pain to stop.  I could tell that this Spartan, if not all Spartans, had a short temper.  She released her killer grip and I grabbed myself, the pain swelled and it got even worse out of her hand then in her hand.
“You must mate once more, with another, incase something happens to me, another beacon of hope can still be lit.†Aier spoke, walking a few steps from me.  I stared at her for a moment, and even though it would require me to sow my seed once more, I had to, or my life would cease.
           “Who will I mate with?†I answered, standing naked in the room, my cock hung limp between my legs.  Aier just walked to the wall which we had entered and a door grew. She walked out and for a while there was silence.  I stood there, naked and just watching the open door. ÂÂ
           Just then a figure appeared at the door, then two.  It was Aier and another.  They moved closer and came into view.  The other was much shorter then Aier.  Aier was around 5’ 7â€Â, yet this other one was only around 4’ 11â€Â.
           “Human, this is my daughter, Heri.  She will be your mate.† Aier spoke; I then looked closer at the little female alien.  She looked like a child.  Her skin was blue as her mothers, but lighter and she had an innocent childish look to her face. ÂÂ
           She wore a light blue suit, a smaller version of her mothers.  I eyed her up and down for a moment, and then looked back at Aier.  The thought of fucking this “child†made my stomach turn.
           “I cannot do this.  I cannot fuck this child!†I yelled, clenching my fist.  Just then I heard a hum.  Aier pulled from behind herself a gun-like device, and pointed it right at me.
           “Human, you will do this or I will kill her.  Then I will kill you.†Aier spoke, pointing the gun at her daughter.  My heart sank, I couldn’t let her kill this child, and I had little choice.  I lowered my head and looked at the floor.
           “How old is she?†I asked my head still lower.
           “According to your earth years she would be 13.  I would be 28.  We Spartans have children at early ages if we go by your human system.†Aier said, and then she patted Heri on the back and left the room.  The wall sealed up behind her.  I stood there, naked and silent.
           Heri did not respond and just stood there as well, staring at me.  I felt ashamed, and I had not even laid a finger on this girl.  Just then she smiled, and winked at me.  I didn’t expect what happened next.  She walked up to me and placed her soft hand onto my limp cock.
           I stood there, trying not to get aroused by this.  She started to lightly rub my staff and it lurched.  I couldn’t stop it, my cock started to harden and soon it stuck out nice and thick.  She then placed her other hand on my balls, and fondled them in her hand.  I threw my head back and then was consumed by this.  I decided that if I had to do it, then I might as well act like I enjoyed it.
           That was my plan anyways, but it soon changed.  I was actually starting to enjoy it.  I was getting extremely horny as this young little angel stroked my cock.  I then started to wonder how tight her little pussy would be.  I cursed myself, yet had no control.
           She started to pump faster, barely holding her whole hand onto my cock.  I couldn’t believe what my body was doing.  I could feel my climax brewing and she was only using her hands.  She somehow sensed my climax brewing and lightly kisses my tip.  I look down at her as she starts to lightly lick and fist my staff.
I groan out load and moaned, “Ugh, yes… more…†She started to lick my staff more up and down, fisting me faster and faster.  I clenched my eyes and braced as I climaxed, shooting cum all over her face.  She licked my tip clean and then walked back a few steps. ÂÂ
           I looked at her innocent cum covered face and it turned me on.  She wiped the cum off her face with her fingers and licked them clean.  She made a little groan and then smiled at me.
           “Mom said it was tasty.†She spoke; those were her first words to me.  I looked back into her innocent eyes and I started to tear.
           “What is wrong, human?†Heri spoke, standing up, looking into my eyes.  I kneeled down, to be at her eye level.  I noticed her light purple hair was a little longer then her mother’s short silver hair.  It was in a single pony tail.
           “Heri, on my planet what you just did, and what I’m being forced to do is not only illegal, it is immoral and guys that do this in my world get killed for even talking about it.  I teach children in school, I love them, this is going against everything I stand for and it’s tearing me apart inside.†I spoke, trying to explain myself to her.  She then paused for a moment, and reached out, to whip my tears away.
           “Human, I’m sorry if you feel this way, but you must understand something about my people first.  We Spartans have very short life spans.  We only survive till around 40 of your earth years.  We also reach sexual maturity around the time your earth children are the age of 6.  We must reproduce at this stage rapidly.  The older a female gets the less chance of more then one child.  Also the birth rate of females is dramatically less after the age of 14.  The only thing we use males for is a warrior, which is all they are good for.†She spoke, “So, you see, you are doing nothing wrong.  I have had 6 children so far. I will continue to birth children till I am around 25.  Then I will live a life of leisure.  This is my duty to my people.  I take no shame in it, now you shouldn’t either.â€Â
I was stunned; I couldn’t believe what she had just told me.  I couldn’t see this child bearing children of her own.  She then reached onto her waist and pressed the same two buttons on the side of the blue suit.  It went through the same process as her mothers had.  Within no time she was naked in front of me.  She had little mounds for breast and her rosebud nipples stuck out firm in the air.
I then looked down and she was hairless between her legs.  It was nothing but light blue skin.  I could see her legs glisten a light trail of green, and I knew she was wet.  I caved in and my rock hard cock was in control.  She then laid down right there on the floor and spread her legs wide, exposing her bald wet pussy.
           I crawled a bit closer to her, and she placed her right hand unto her pussy.  She began to stimulate herself, rubbing her little clit and I could tell that she wasn’t just here to mate and leave, she wanted to be fucked, and fucked hard.  I stared into her alien yellow eyes and she winked at me.
           “What are you waiting for human?†She urged, I could see she was getting aroused, almost too aroused.  I moved to her, and I started to position myself above her.  She reached forward and grasped my hard member.  She pulled me towards her, guiding my tip against her wet entrance. ÂÂ
I began to slide into her, she was so tight, and I could barely get in an inch.  She urged me on, and I pressed my pelvis down, forcing my staff into her tight fuck hole.  I found myself half way in her, and I started to pull out and thrust in, slowly at first.
           I groaned as my staff ran tight against her inner walls.  I could feel my balls starting to tighten.  I began to increase my pace, penetrating into her deeper with each pass.  She gasped and screamed out in passion, flailing her arms against the alien floor, arcing her back to grind against my thrusts.
           I felt my cum shot up my cock rushing me, unprepared.  I quickly forced my entire staff in deep, feeling her inner walls almost tear to meet my size.  I flooded her inner core with my hot, wet juice.  I then see her start to convulse and arch her back even higher.
           I knew she was climaxing, as I felt her little rush of cum hit my thick staff.  She began to settle and lower herself back onto the ground.  I breathed deep for a moment and then looked into her eyes.  She was lightly panting and her cheeks were flushed against her blue skin.
I slowly pulled from her tight core; I could feel her walls close as I slide out.  I rested my soft member just above her crotch for a moment.  She looked up at me and smiled.  I sat up on my knees; she slowly closed her legs and stood up.  I leaned over and reached my hands around her waist, pulling her right up to my face.
She stood up rubbing her hands through my hair.  I placed my hands onto her small little ass and dug my face into her crotch, licking her to my hearts content.  She jumped at first and giggled.  I moved closer into her, my nose rubbing against her nub. ÂÂ
While my tongue moved along her wet entrance and my nose stroked her nub I moved my hands, caressing her ass.  I didn’t notice at first, but my right hand was almost touching her ass hole.  I had never had anal sex before; my wife had objected it the first time the subject was spoken.
           I moved my hand slowly closer and soon found two fingers against her hole.  I lightly rubbed my fingers against her hole a bit, but tried to pay close attention to her wet core and clit.  I then found our position was starting to cause a strain on my neck. ÂÂ
I moved from her, and picked her up under the armpits.  I placed her on the table edge and she spread her legs.  She smiled down at me as I moved in and continued to lick her sweet pussy long and hard.
           “Human…†She moaned as I licked her nub.
I moved my mouth back just enough to speak, “Yes?† She then turned herself, pushing me from her core.  She was soon bent over, with her hands placed on the table, her feet planted firm on the ground.
           “I want you to lick my… umm… how would you say it… uh, ass, yet I believe that’s what it is called.  Will you lick my ass?!†She asked, looking back at me.  My eyes grew wide, not only was I having sex with an alien that could be still in middle school on earth, but she wants me to work her ass too.  I was swimming in the raw lust and desire.
I leaned down onto my knees and placed my hands onto her ass cheeks.  She spread her ass wide and I could see her asshole well.  There was no sign of waste material, which was the only thing that worried me.  I leaned forward and began to lick the rim of her asshole.
She screamed in ecstasy as my tongue touched her rim.  I then began to slide my tongue a bit into her asshole.  She shuddered from her head to her toes, climaxing hard.  Her green cum shot out of her pussy and onto the floor, never running down her legs.
           I raised an eyebrow as I saw what was happening to her.  I then pushed my tongue into her asshole further.
“YES, YES!!!!†She screamed, shuddering again, and spraying more cum onto the ground.  I soon realized that it took no more then a lick and she would cum.  I moved my face from her asshole.  She looked back, her hands still grasping the table.
“No!  Don’t stop!†She whined.
“I’m not, you love getting your ass lick, and well I’m going to fuck your ass!†I spoke, standing up and grabbing onto my member.  She began to cry and I hadn’t even placed my cock against her yet.
“What is wrong?†I asked, seeing her cry.
“Nothing is wrong, just in my planet the anal region is off limits, it is said to hold so much pleasure that one could not be so selfish.  I have wanted this so bad ever since I was first taken.  The first mate I was set up with wasn’t very smart; he placed his tip against my ass and then realized his mistake.  Ever since I felt that first pressure I have wanted it.†She spoke, still bent over and grasping the table side hard.
“It is an honor to be your first, and probably last.†I spoke, and then placed my tip against her asshole.  I slowly began to press myself against her, I slid in barely.  She cooed and shivered.  I pressed on, forcing myself into her deeper.  I could feel her insides opening to fit me, but it was still a tight fit.
She gasped and I could tell she was climaxing from just the pressure of my staff inside her.  I continued to guide myself through her insides.  I then reached a wall, a wall that would not open.  I then began thrust in and out slowly.
She climaxed again and screamed in passion.  I pressed on harder, passing deep into her hole with more force and speed.  She bucked back like a dog in heat.  Although I couldn’t see her face I could tell she was in a blissful state of passion, almost comatose.
Then it happened I felt my climax, it surged up my pumping staff, and gushed into her tight ass with no sense of stopping.  I grunted out loud and threw my head back; also forcing my staff in as far as I could, trying to sow my seed as deep into her ass as I could.
I panted and started to feel weak at the knees.  I was not as young and energetic as I used to be.  My cock began to soften and I pulled out of her tight hole.  I collapsed onto my knees, as they tucked under my ass.  My cock was covered in my white cum.
She let go from the table and slowly rose upright.  She turned to me and looked down at my limp cock, as it also shrank back to normal size.
           “Aww! I broke it!†She whined, leaning down to look at it more.
           “No, you didn’t break it, just I’m not as young as I used to be and between you and your mother I’m all sexed out.†I told her, breathing deeply.  She stood up and looked down at me.
           “Well, if you are drained then I have no use for you anymore.  You will be returned as soon as I inform the captain.†She spoke, and then started to walk to the wall, which the door grew from.  I smiled, I was actually going home.  I felt a little bad for just fucking the girl and leaving, but I wanted to go home more then anything.
           Just before Heri approached the wall the lighted turned off and for a while all was dark.  I rose in the dark and tried to look around.  An alarm started to sound, a deep fog horn type alarm.  The lights turned back on, but now they were purple.
“We’re under attack!†Heri yelled and ran back to me; she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the opposite wall.  The ship started to shake violently.
“UNDER ATTACK…?! BY WHOM…!?†I panicked, looking into her eyes.
“Digorians!  They are the only special that the Spartans have ever lost to, yet we are going to be able to destroy them soon enough!†She spoke and then placed her hand on the wall.  It grew open into a door.
“Where does this lead?!†I asked.
“Our escape pod.†She replied and then grabbed me by the shoulder and hurled me through the door.  I spun around and landed in an odd looking seat.  The pod was a small space with another seat to my left.  I felt my naked body being locked to the seat by an invisible force.
The ship continued to shake more violently, Heri jumped through the door and into her seat.  The door shrinks behind her.  The inside of the pod lights up blue.  I close my eyes to shield from the light for a moment and then when I open them my body is covered in a white space suit.  I glance over and Heir is in a similar white space suit.
A sudden jolt of speed launches us from the main ship, and into the darkness of space.  A large transparent window is in front of us and we watch at the lonely ship is under attack my four different ones of greater size.
Heir places her hand in several places on the wall and noises are made.
“What are you doing?†I ask, my eyes still fixed on the battle, I then see several other lights shoot off from the Spartan ship.  They were other pods, and they quickly disappeared.
“I’m seating our course for your planet.  Sit back!†She spoke, and within seconds the lights blurred around us and the battle area disappeared.  Planets zoomed by us light fireflies.  I then felt tired and I passed out.
A while later…
“Human!†A voice spoke, and then a stinging slap crossed my face.  I snapped from my sleep like state and looked up at Heri.  I then quickly got my bearing and we were in my back yard, just as I had left it.  It was night; I quickly jumped up, and looked at her.
“The escape pod broke up on entry; we survived because of the suits.†She explained.  I scratched my head and then realized we were back on earth and she was a blue alien.  I took her hand and started to lead her to my house.
“We have to get inside; I can’t let anyone know you are an alien.†I spoke.  I walked her up the porch and into the back door.  My house was as I had left it.  I ran to a clock and checked the date.  It was the night before my wife was supposes to return home. ÂÂ
She would be here in the morning; I had been gone for 2 whole days.  I quickly took Heir into the bathroom and we took off the suits and I hide them under a stack of comic books in a chest in the basement.  I returned to find her in the shower; it appears that water wasn’t harmful to them. ÂÂ
I ran around and searched for something she could wear.  After a while of searching I came across a school uniform from when my wife was in high school.  It looked just Heir’s size.
I came back to the bathroom to find the water off and Heir standing in the middle of the room dripping wet and naked.  She twirled a bit of her purple hair in her hand and smiled at me.  I took a towel from under the sink and began to dry her off.  She laughed and giggled as I did so.
“Heir, my wife is supposed to be here tomorrow.  I don’t want you telling her we mated.  I will tell her after I explain why you are here and why you are blue.  Ok, please I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.  Just thinking about what your mother would do scares me.†I spoke to her as I finished drying her off.
“Ok, human.†She replied “Human, I’m wondering, what is your real name?† I dropped the towel against the wall and walked out of the bathroom.  I came back with the uniform and a pair of clean blue panties and clean blue bra.
“Well, my name is Steve, Steve Henry†I spoke, she smirked.
“Ok, Steve Henry, what are those?†she asked pointing to them.  I set the uniform down and as well as the bra.
“Well, these are some of my wife’s old cloths; they are a one or two sizes too small for you, so you should be able to wear them.  We don’t have suits like you do.†I spoke, holding out the panties to her.  She took them and without instruction slides them on the right way.
“We only wear suits when we are in space, we actually have garbs similar to these, but more of them are robe like.†She spoke, and took the bra and put it on, without much trouble.  She then looked at me and had a look on her face, like “how do I look?â€Â
“Looks good, now seeing as you are getting the hang of this, I’m going to go get something to eat in the kitchen.†I spoke, and then left the bathroom.  I walked to the kitchen thinking, “Damn! My wife didn’t look that hot at that age! Well, my wife wasn’t a blue alien at that age either.â€Â
After a couple minutes of searching the kitchen and finding a microwave meal in the fridge, she came out from the bathroom.  She wore the black school uniform well, and even tied her purple hair back with a ribbon she must have found in the bathroom.  The microwave beeped and I took out the meal.  I grabbed two forks and brought them into the living room were she sat.
“What is that?†She asked, looking at it with a confused look.
“Oh, its junk food, not really good for you, but it tastes alright.†I spoke, forking myself some noodles and eating it quickly.  She took the other fork and slowly spiked herself a piece of grilled chicken.  She put it in her mouth and slowly chewed it.  I watched her for a moment to see a reaction.
“Human… I mean Steve… you have some good food on your planet.†She spoke, forking some more and eating it.
“Well, if you think that is good you are in for a surprise.  I’ll be sure to make you my famous stew some time.†I spoke, smiling.  She nodded her head, and continued to eat.  A couple hours passed and the food was gone.  We had left the living room and I had leaded her into the guest room.
I got her into the bed and after a light kiss on her forehead she fell asleep.  I left the room and turned out the light.  I walked back to the living room and sat down on the couch.  I wondered what I would say to my wife in the morning, but at the moment I just wanted to sleep.  I lay back on the couch and rested my head against a little pillow.  I soon drifted off to sleep and dreamt of stars and planets.
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The Goddesses of Sex - part 2: Ashley
(Continued from The">http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/49/11917.html">The Goddesses of Sex - part 1: Melinda ...)
Finally Melinda’s h With her fingers she pinched my penis head, then pushed down and it followed, she was shrinking the whole thing back to its normal size. It seemed I had almost passed out a few times but I watched her as if from a distance: she was still naked, with long, platinum blond hair, pointed shoulders, a thin stomach, gorgeous boobs, and wide hips around her tight ass. Now Melinda sat on the side of the bed, leaned over  spreading her ass crack  and came back up with her clothes: sweater, bra, shorts and panties. Quickly she began putting them back on, first the bra, which she carefully framed around her breasts, then her sweater. Naked now from the waist down, Melinda stood and slipped one long, bare leg into her panties. This was it? Had my experience with her ended this soon? As she’d said  I’d lost my virginity to a goddess. And what a goddess. I had sucked her vagina and pleasured her, then she’d surpassed that infinitely by taking my entire cock into her mouth, sucking all of my cum, then refilling my vigor and taking even more cum into her face, all over her mouth, cheeks, lips and hair … then she’d sucked me even more and expanded my penis to 20 times its normal length … “Melinda …†She looked down when I gasped out, “That was incredible.†“Oh, I know.†She lifted up one long leg and put it in her shorts. “I told you, didn’t I?†“Mm-hmm.†“But I’m only … the beginning.†Melinda was dressed, and she looked at me quizzically. “Come on, put your clothes on. Time to go.†Her eyes narrowed and she smiled. “Time for the next one.†“Next one …†“Yes, choose another goddess of sex. Some of us aren’t here but there are enough to make a great selection.†I managed to sit up. My penis hung limp and her eyes flickered down to it, eyeing me hungrily. “Do I just go out there naked?†“No. Get dressed. Whoever you choose will like to undress you.†I looked down at the floor, where my clothes were sprawled everywhere. I had a thought. “Get me dressed, Melinda. Come on. Magically … or however you do that.†She cocked her head, then smiled. “Fine. Watch this.†She threw her arms toward me  Instantly I was wearing socks, shoes, shorts, t-shirt. Melinda stood, her gorgeous body back in disguise, then took me by the hand and pulled me up. “Come on. Much more to do. Ohhhh, so much.†I almost laughed. “I’m too tired … unless you kiss me again I can’t …†“I’m not going to send you back out there empty.†She turned and her arms went around my neck, her head pressed close and her large, wet mouth encased mine, and she kissed, sucked, wet lips sliding over mine, then her tongue pushing past my mouth and licking my tongue … My god. The energy was coming back. I wanted her … BAD. I grabbed her shoulders, pushed her away  “Oh … oh please, Melinda … can we do it all over again?†“Ahhh, Seth.†“Please? Blow me wider this time … shove me down inside you. I want you to take me whole again.†“Seth, Seth.†She smiled, tolerantly. “Oh yes, I’ll take you, every inch of you, and suck every fluid ounce of your cum. I’ll suck on your asshole if you want me to. Mmm, that’s one thing we haven’t done.†God, she was turning me on. “But you could use a little variety.†She pointed to the bedroom door. “Out there are at least four more goddesses who are waiting patiently for the chance to do you, in each of their own, special, wayyssss.†She drew the last word out and leaned close, her unnaturally-large mouth shut this time, tongue fully inside. “It’s not fair for me to hog you.†I thought of something even while I felt my penis harden just from her being there. “Aren’t you tired too?†“I never get tired of this … I’m a goddess of sex.†She opened the door. “Let me re-introduce you to my girlfriends.†I followed her into the foyer  reception area  whatever. The couches were still there and a TV was on, playing a football game. Three girls looked up from the couch and each grinned. I had met them earlier: Ashley, Leslie and Courtney. “Hey, handsome,†Leslie said. She was the only one I couldn’t get over  she looked 12 or 14 years old, petite, with tight breasts under a thin tank top, and she was way underage. I wasn’t a pedophile! Yet I was irresistibly drawn to her. Then as I approached I saw the girl beside her  Ashley, and she had called herself Ashley Anus. A grin filled her long, narrow face: she was a knockout, with dark brown skin, long and straight black hair, an angular face with bright eyes … and she wore a tight black bra top over large breasts, and impossibly tight jeans over shapely legs, with the thin band of a purple thong sticking out around her waist. I stopped in front of her. Melinda was behind me. Ashley’s eyes drove up into mine. “You ready for me?†she asked. “Uh-huh.†“Oooooohh.†She stood up and strutted for a second, hips weaving, and for a second I saw her from behind. “Take me for a ride.†A huge ass, not fat but gorgeous, framed by impossibly wide hips. “Ashley … Anus,†I gasped out. “You do anal … intercourse?†She moved around me, dragged me by the hand, toward another door in the wall. “Come on. Now.â€Â