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Joe really loved Samantha,She was his sisters best friend.The two were always together either at her house of Sams. So Joe would really love it when Sam came over to his house,Oh yeah Sam has no clue that Joe likes her.Joe has never even said to much to her just hello and goodbye.Sam was a really good looking girl with brown short hair,She was maybe 5ft 3inches and about 90 lbs..Joe has had many a fantasy about her alone in his room.

Lea and Sam were tanning in the back yard one summer day and Joe came home from band practice,Joe played the Trumpet.He wasn’t geeky he was just shy.His sister had told him that some of the girls had said that he was cute but with his shyness he couldn’t talk to any of them.Joe came in and got a snack in the kitchen and saw his sister and Sam both in Bikinis in the yard and he knew that he was going to have to add this to his fantasy.Picturing what Sam had or didn’t have under that bottom.He had seen pictures of naked women and he preferred the women that had no hair or clean shaved look.He could feel himself getting hard and he was not going to go into the yard to say hello like that so he hopped into the bathroom to take care of it then went into the yard to say hello to Sam.She asked him how band practice was he just said OK.Then the moment that he was waiting for his sister went into the house to use the bathroom,Finally the moment that he wanted.He asked Sam if she would like to go out sometime,And when Sam said yes he almost thought he was going to pass out.

Joe could not believe it Sam wanted to go out with him,She had told Lea that she liked uydukent escort Joe and wondered why he never asked her out..Lea told her that Joe was shy around girls.Sam told Lea that Joe had finally asked her out,She wondered where they will go and what she should wear,Lea said I know one thing that you should do.Sam looked at her puzzled,What should I do,Well I saw some of the magazines in Joe’s room and he really likes girls with no hair on their pussies.Sam wondered how that would look so Lea pulled down her bikini bottom and showed her that she had shaved hers.Sam looked at her shaved pussy and couldn’t believe how hot it looked,She begged Lea to shave her.Into the bathroom they went and Lea laid out the items that she had used to get hers shaved.Trimmer and and razors along with her Dads shave cream.Sam sat on the counted under a towel and Lea got to work,Trimmed the hairs close and then wet her pussy for the shaving cream.Sam started to get wet while Lea shaved her,She could see her pussy becoming balder and she was getting turned on.What would it taste like when it was done.Finally Lea finished,She said there a nice shaved pussy,Lea asked her if she could lick it and Sam said please I am so wet now I need to cum.Lea got up and bent over to get close to her and then she started to lick her pussy,Well it didnt take long For Sam to start cumming she would let out a nice moan and Lea knew she was enjoying it.She also wondered would Joe lick her like that.So both girls got each other off and cleaned up and then Sam went home to get ready for her date with Joe.

Joe zeytinburnu escort showed up early and Sam was just getting ready,She had it all planned she knew she wanted to have sex tonight she just didnt know if Joe did as well.They left for the Movie,Joe figured since he was not great at talking to girls yet he might as well take her to a movie,The Movie got over and they got into the car,Sam really wanted Joe to Kiss her but how could she get him to.She tried the do I have anything on my lips question but Joe didn’t go for that one.Finally she just asked him.Joe would you like to kiss me.He said yes.Then she finally said Joe I really have to show you something.So Joe pulled the car over and she said not here when we got to my house.Joe drove as fast as he could without going to fast over the speed limit.They went up to Sams room,Joe couldn’t believe how much his luck had changed to not being able to talk to girls and now being in Sam’s room.Sam told him to sit on the bed while she went into the bathroom.When she came out all she had on was a small pair of shorts.Joe your sister was telling me that you have a lot of magazines of girls with shaved pussies and she showed me hers and it was shaved and so I asked her to shave mine,Do you like it.Joe couldn’t say anything he just stared at her and that amazing shaved pussy.He got closer and she said would you like to touch.He couldn’t have moved any faster then he did when he was right there getting ready to touch it.He got off the bed as Sam sat on it and he got down on the floor in front of her and put şişli escort his finger on her pussy and he it just the right spot because Sam let out a nice moan.Joe then leaned in closer to lick it,He said is it ok and she said if you dont I will be unhappy.Joe could also feel his dick getting bigger and the precum that was getting his pants wet looked like he wet himself.Sam told him to take off his pants so that she can see his cock and suck it for him,She knew how to give blowjobs.Joe stood up so that his cock was right in front of her mouth,She took him in and he almost lost his load..She was so good at it licking his balls as well as the sides and the top.He could feel himself getting ready to cum so he told Sam and she just kept his cock in her mouth and caught all of his cum and then she swallowed it all Joe was amazed.Sam was amazed at how quick Joe got hard again.She started sucking his cock again until he was hard and then she told him to fuck her,He said that he didnt have a condom.But Sam didnt care she just wanted to get fucked,Joe put his dick right at the entrance to her pussy and when he pushed it in he was amazed at how wet it was,She must have cum at least two or three times.Joe could feel her pussy mucles pulling his cock in and he was hoping it would last but after about two minutes Joe could feel himself getting ready to cum,He was getting ready to pull out when Sam told him to cum inside her,She wanted to feel his hot cum in her pussy,She didnt care if she got pregnant she just wanted that hot cum.Joe let go with such force.He couldnt believe how much he was cumming.He pulled out and it started to leak out of Sams cunt.Joe lay on the bed next to Sam and kissed her and asked her when he could do that again,She said when you get hard again..

Sam and Joe have been going out for about a yr now,And s..Joe loves it..

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“Jack Mayer speaking.”

“Good morning, lover,” a sultry voice purred. “I just woke up and all I can think of is you.”

Jack sat down in his large office chair. He was about to head out to drop some files with a client, but decided they could wait. The vixen on the other end of the telephone had his attention. “Morning, Kat, missing me already?” he teased.

“Yes. Come back and hold me. Maybe we could repeat last night?” Her voice was soft, sensual and light. Just hearing it made Jack’s cock twitch.

“Darling, you know I’d love to, but I have work to do.”

“I know, but I just need you so badly,” she answered, emphasizing the word need.

Jack chuckled. “I’ll have to make that up to you later then.”

“You can make it up to me now,” she said in a pouting voice. “I’m not sure I can wait until later.”

“Ah, I see. Well, I’m not sure what I can do for you from here, but I’ll come over as soon as I can.” Jack mentally evaluated his schedule. If he left now, and dropped these files off, he could probably swing by her place for a little while before heading back to the office. “Let’s say, half an hour?”

“Please hurry, Jack. I need you. My hands are already running over my naked body in anticipation.”

The word naked had caused Jack’s cock to jump again. “Naked, huh? What are you doing?”

“Yes, totally naked,” Kat purred. “I can’t seem to keep my hands off myself.”

“Tell me.”

“At the moment, my hand is circling my breasts, giving silivri escort them gentle squeezes.”

Jack leaned back deep into his chair and pictured Kat’s glorious breasts. They were round and milky white. He loved their fullness as they spilled out from his grip. He groaned slightly as she continued.

“Mmm, and my nipples are already erect with need, Jack. I’m teasing them at the moment. Letting my fingertips run lightly over them but without giving them that hard twist they desire.”

“Give them a sharp tug, baby. Do it for me.”

“Like this, Jack? Oh, yeah, they like that. Look how hard they’ve become. I can’t stop pulling on them now, feeling that delicious stretch. Maybe if I flick them with my fingertips. Yes. That feels so good.”

Jack had unzipped his pants and now had his rigid cock in his hand. He slowly jerked it while he listened to her.

“Just pulling on my aching buds is making my pussy so wet, lover. It’s burning with lust, just aching for your prick. Oohhh, yes, its soaked, lover. So slick, my fingers can easily glide through it. Mmmm. And it feels so good too.”

“God, woman,” Jack groaned into the phone.

“Should I stop?” Kat asked coyly.

“Don’t you dare!” Jack growled.

“Good, because I don’t want to. My pussy likes the way my fingers are gliding over its puffy folds, spreading its wetness. You wouldn’t believe how wet I am, lover.”

Jack could believe it. Kat’s pussy was always ready tuzla escort and slick with her juices. She could never get enough, and he never complained. He could almost smell her musky scent as he pictured her laid back on the bed.

“And it tastes so good, too. I love to run my fingers through my pussy nectar and then lick them off. Want a taste, Jack? I want you to taste me, lover. Bury your face between my legs and lick me with your talented tongue. Then find my sweet clit and nibble on it for me. Oh god, Jack, I need you so much.” Kat’s voice had taken on a tone of desperation and her breathing had become shallow and quick.

His own breath had become erratic as he pulled on his cock with his own need. Listening to her had become his only focus. He was getting close to unleashing his load and wanted her to follow suit. “Stick your fingers up your cunt, Kat. Fuck yourself with them.”

“They glide in so easily, lover. I have two fingers up there right now. If I spread my legs wide, then I can really pump them in and out. Yes, finding my depths now. It feels so good, Jack. Pump me like this when you come. I need to feel that big cock of yours filling me up. Fuck me, Jack, fuck me.”

“Get on your hands and knees, Kat. Finger yourself doggie style for me. Let me picture that fine ass up in the air while you do it.”

“Yes, lover. Anything for you.”

Of all Kat’s body parts, her ass was Jack’s favorite. It was plump and pliable and felt so good when üsküdar escort he squeezed it. He had often fantasized of what it would feel like to fuck her there. Perhaps now would be a good time to find out how far she would go.

“Are you fucking yourself hard, Kat?”

“Yes, Jack,” Kat’s words came in gulps of breath, “I’m so sopping wet and horny.”

“Kat, use one of those fingers and slide it into your ass. Do it for me, okay?”

“Oohhh, its so tight, Jack. But it feels so good! I love having my asshole fingered.”

Jack almost exploded with her words. He was torn between continuing their hot conversation or telling her he would be right over to finish this off in person. Her loud moans and ragged breath convinced him to let her finish.

“Keep fucking that ass, baby. Use your other hand to play with your clit. Come for me, Kat. I want to hear you come.”

“Oh, Jack, I’m so close. My finger feels so good in my ass. I’m pumping it hard for you, lover, and my other hand is working my clit. I’m going to come, Jack. I can feel it building. Just a little more pressure on my button and…. Ooohhh, yes, Jack! I’m coming!”

Hearing Kat’s roaring orgasm caused Jack to follow suit. His cock let out a spray of pearly white cum which landed in his lap. “Oh god, babe”, he moaned deeply into the phone.

Between breaths, Kat asked, “Did you come with me, Jack?”

“Yes, baby, I sure did.”

“But now you won’t need to come see me,” her voice held a pouting tone once again.

“Oh, yes I will, Kat,” he replied, grinning. “Looks like I’ll need a change of pants. I must have spilt something on these ones.”

Kat giggled on the other end. “Well then, lover. I’ll see you soon.”

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PROLOGUE from part one: Naomi Dayne as been dating Peter for six or seven dates now, and her mother, Miranda has sensed that her daughter is falling in love with the young man, and since she is a stone cold dominant, she wants her daughter to follow on with the family tradition of female domination of the males!!! After putting Peter through a number of tests, Miranda finally crushes his balls in her hands, effectively breaking Peter’s spirit while leaving him a emotional wreck!!! Miranda then tests Peter’s ability to orally satisfy her, and much to Naomi’s relief, Peter brings her mother to a thunderous climax, so our story now continues with Miranda Dayne gasping for her post orgasmic breath……………….. “See, mother,” Naomi said proudly, “I just knew he could do it!!!” “Yes he did,” Miranda sighed softly, “her certainly did, but now I have a real challenge for him, go down to the basement and get your father, he should be just about finished with the laundry!!!” Naomi quickly ran down the basement stairs, only to find her dad ironing and folding the daily load of clothes!!! “Mom wants you upstairs right away,” she said to her father, “you’d better leave that be for now and get right up there!?!” “I-I’m not in any kind of trouble am I,” he asked nervously!?! “I don’t think so,” Naomi replied, “but you know how she gets if you keep her waiting!!!” “Yes, you’re right, let’s go,” he said quickly!!!

“Here we are, mother,” Naomi said while retaking her seat!!! “Did you finish the laundry, David,” Miranda asked evenly!?! “Uh, almost, dear,” he replied with is head hung down to his chest, “I just have a little bit left to do!!!” “Didn’t I tell you to have it done in and hour,” she replied acidly, “didn’t I!?!” “Yes, ma’am,” he whined, “I was doing my best, please don’t punish me, I’ll try to do better next time, I really will!!!” Miranda looked over to Naomi and in a hard voice uttered, “After twenty years you’d think he’d get the message, but it seems I still have to watch him like a hawk, I hope that your husband doesn’t cause you the kind of grief your father causes me!!!” Now turning her attention back to the two humbled men, Miranda still with her dress up and her pussy exposed said to Peter, “I just hope that you’ll be more obedient than David, and just to show you what happens to bad little boys, I want you to watch this carefully!!!” “David, take off your pants, and I mean now,” Miranda spat evily, “I want Peter to see your pretty purple panties!!!” David quickly slipped off his dungarees, but much mecidiyeköy escort to Miranda’s surprise, the panties he was wearing were in fact red and not purple, which naturally caused her to go off the deep end!!! “Where are your purple ones, David,” she demanded, “you were wearing them this morning, now what happened to them!?!”

Now he was in big time trouble and he knew it, and in a very soft and shaking voice he replied, “Well, uh, you see it’s like this, I was going potty and I got some urine on them and since I was doing the laundry anyway, I just decided to wash them!!!” “You made a decison like that on your own,” she snapped, “go over to Naomi and slide your panties down to your knees and I mean now!!!” With his heart beating like a trip hammer, Naomi’s dad rushed over in front of her, and without any further admonitions from Miranda, slid down the bright red undies revealing his already erect penis and his shaved scrotum!!! “Look, mother,” Naomi said excitedly, “daddy’s got a big erection!!!” “Of course he does dear,” she replied gently, but he must be made to pay for his indiscressions, so I want you to take his balls in your hand and crush them until he passes out!!!” “Really,” she said thickly, “you’re gonna let me do daddy for you!?!” “I think that it’s about time you took over some of my duties,” she replied while letting her fingers flick over the head of her very erect clitoris, “so if you will, put him on his knees, please!!!

Peter looked on in abject horror, while his future wife casually took her father’s testicles into her right hand, and after giving him a sweet little girl’s smile, collapsed her fist around them in crushing grasp until he was bellowing like a stuck pig!!! When her mother gave her the nod, she finished off the job by applying a little more pressure that thankfully pushed him over the edge into unconsciousness!!! “Look at him, mother,” Naomi exclaimed, “daddy still has a huge erection, is it all right if I suck it!?!” “Oh, Naomi,” her mother said with exasperation, “what is the purpose of the exercize!?!” “Uh, to humiliate and dominate the men,” was her quick reply!!! “And if you suck off your father’s penis would that be humiliating for him!?!” “No,” she replied in a small voice, “it wouldn’t, I’m sorry!!!” “No harm done,” Miranda replied gently, “now, what would be degrading, for both of them!?!” After thinking about it for a moment, it was if a light bulb went off in her brain, and in an instant she replied, happily, “I’ve got pendik escort it, let’s make Peter suck him off!!!”

As a look of real horror spread over his face, Peter stared at the huge hard penis sticking out from his future father in law, and in a mumbling voice stammered, “I-I won’t do it, I’m not a homosexual!!!” “I don’t give a damn what you are,” Miranda said softly while quickly reaching out and taking the surprised young man by his balls, “but I can guarantee you one thing, that in about two minutes you’re gonna have that big erection inside your pitiful mouth!!!” “Do him, mother,” Naomi panted while sticking her hand inside of her panties to get at her burning clit, “crush his nuts in your hand, make him pay for his insolence!!!” My, my,” Miranda said softly, “do you hear that, Peter, your little honey wants me to hurt you, now what do you think about that!?!” “P-please no,” he begged witjh tears filling his eyes, “they’re still sore from before!!!” “Oh, Peter,” she chuckled, “from now on they’re always going to be sore, so I’m very sorry, but I must do what I must do as she sqeezed them until he had nearly passed out for the second time!!!

With sweat pouring off of his face, Peter slid on his belly over to David Dayne’s cock, where after a moment’s hesitation, he opened his mouth and let the big head slide smoothly inside!!! “Oooooooo, lookie, mommy,” Naomi said excitedly, “Peter’s sucking daddy’s big cock, oh myyyyyyy, that makes me so hot!!!” “Me too, dear,” Miranda replied while she began flicking across her own clit in earnest, “I’ve always just adored seeing a man sucking off another man, and the wonderful thing about this is that your father won’t even get to enjoy his ejactulation since he’s out like a light!!!” “Mmmm, good point, mother,” Naomi replied while she now furiously fingered her dripping pussy, “h-how long do you think it will be before daddy fills Peter’s mouth with sperm!?!” “Soon I hope,” she replied with a little moan, “I’m getting close and I want to cum right at the same time as your father!!!” Peter was now in a state of shock as he sucked the big smooth head of David’s hard cock, and while he certainly wasn’t gay by any stretch of the imagination, his own penis was growing rock hard while he continued his hard sucking!!! It was Naomi who was the first to notice it, and in and very excited voice she hollered, “Look at Peter’s dick, mother, “he’s hard as a rock, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him harder!!!” Of course you haven’t dear,” she replied sancaktepe escort sweetly to her daughter, “Peter is finding out that he loves having a big erection in his mouth more than a vagina, and now for the rest of his life he’ll be torn between dying for that big cock, and denying that he’s at the least a bi sexual!!!”

“M-mother,” Naomi gasped as her fingers flew over her hot twat, “i-is it all right if I take off my jeans and panties!!!” “Of course it is, honey,” please, be my guest!!!” “Oh thank you, mother,” she said while hurrying to get off her things, “after Peter’s done with daddy do you think he could do me too!?!” “My, my, you are the eager one, aren’t you, dear,” Miranda replied with a chuckle, “but I don’t see any reason why not, so as soon as your father fills Peter’s mouth with his ejaculate, he can tongue you too!!!” Peter couldn’t believe what was happening to him as he thought that Mrs. Dayne always had seemed to be a very nice person, but now seeing how she was and how Naomi was following in her foot steps, he wondered if he hadn’t made a gigantic mistake coming here!!! “All right, young man,” Miranda snapped, “we want to see some sperm filling your eager mouth, so get on with it, suck David off!!!” “She was the devil incarnate,” he thought to himself, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t help but love the sesation of having this big hard penis shoved deep inside of his mouth, and as his tongue caressed and licked at the smooth head, David Dayne’s erection stiffened slightly, and then with a huge convulsion, ejaculated load after load of hot sperm deep down his virginal throat!!! “Oh god,” Naomi gasped, “daddy’s cumming in Peter’s mouth, j-just look at them, mother, he’s filling Peter’s mouth with his hot sperm!!!”

For once Miranda Dayne was speechless as her pussy jerked and spasmed to a viciously satisfying orgasm while watching her husband of over twenty years cumming hard in her daughter’s boyfriend’s virgin mouth!!! As David Dayne’s orgasm began to wane, Naomi, still riding the ragged edge of her climax, grabbed Peter by the hair and without a second’s hesitation, jerked the poor lad’s face directly into her steaming cunt, where upon she forced him to suck her off to a string of almost brutally crushing oragsms!!!” “How was that, dear,” Miranda asked her daughter softly, “you seem totally wiped out!?!” With her breathing still far from normal, Naomi simply nodded to her mother, and after taking three or four gulps of air replied shakily, “T-that was simply awesome, and I do mean awesome!!!” Well, dear,” she replied gently as her own blood preassure began returning to normal, “From now on all of your cums should be just as good, thanks of course to your father’s and Peter’s oral servitude, that is!!!”

THE END

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Molly was sitting in the fourth row and trying to act interested while Professor Dixon droned on about the rules of search and seizure! He was just starting to explain how the fourth amendment came into play, when out of the blue, the door to the lecture hall burst open, and a man raced over to the professor, screamed something at him, and then pulled out a gun, aimed it at Professor Dixon, fired it, and then just as quickly as he had appeared, tore out of the room and was gone!!! There was utter pandemonium while fifty five second year law students tried to comprehend what had just transpired in front of them!!! Finally, one of the men in the front row jumped up and ran over to see how badly the professor had been shot, and much to the amazement of everyone in the room, he stood up, brushed himself off, and said casually, “All of you have just witnessed a murder, for tomorrow’s assignment, I want each and every one of you to write down exactly what you saw!!!” “Don’t collaborate with any of your fellow students, as this is test to see how well you can recall certain events that occurred right in front of you,” he continued, “as some of you may have noticed, there is a video camera in the rear of the hall that hopefully recorded the entire incident for shall we say the sake of posterity!!!” “Okay, class,” he added, “that’s all for today, see you manana!!!” The room was a buzz as everyone filed out into the hall talking about “the murder”, that is, everyone except Molly, who stayed glued to her seat while waiting for the room to clear!!! Now she had to find a way to make it across the campus without being seen to change her clothes!!! As she walked to the door and peeked out side to see if the coast was clear, the reason for her discomfort was clearly evident on the seat of her blue jeans, during all the commotion, Molly had lost control of her bladder and peed in her pants!!! Ever since she was a little girl Molly had had trouble controlling her water, but only after she had gotten to college, had the problem turned more serious, and the embarrassment of it all kept her from confiding her secret to anyone!!! Even more alarming, while in her younger days it had just more or less been an inconvenience to be dealt with, as she had gotten older, the act of involuntary urination became coupled with extreme sexual arousal!!! maltepe escort For example, today in the lecture hall when the intruder fired off his gun, as Molly let loose with a torrent of piss into her panties, her clit automatically erected and climaxed in a matter of seconds, leaving her not only soaking wet from her urine, but totally drained and spent from her involuntary orgasm!!! And these were not your run of the mill orgasms that you could get from masturbating, they were brutally hard and vicious in their intensity and suddenness, which could in some cases actually cause her to cry out do to her excitement!!! Today in class, she had actually made quite a bit of noise, but luckily it was masked by the echoing of the shots as well as the screams from her fellow students!!! Lately, it had gotten to the point that even if she relieved herself in a normal fashion, she would become at the least very aroused, and at the worst have a soft to mild orgasm!!! Back in her dorm room she had just removed her wet things when the urge to urinate over took her and she scurried into the bathroom, plopped down on the toilet, and let loose with a hard stream of pee!!! Immediately her cunt wrenched as another orgasm wafted through her pussy, and thinking she was alone, she let out long low moan as pee dripped dribbled slowly from her now bulging pussy lips!!! She sat on the pot, lost in her own thoughts, when like a slap to the face a voice asked seriously, “Molly, are you all right, you sounded almost like you were in pain!?!”

Completely embarrassed, a red faced Molly jumped up grabbed a towel to cover her nakedness and stammered, “Uh, Barb, I didn’t know you were here, I thought you had a biology test to take!!!” “It was postponed,” Barb replied, “the professor was sick or something, are you sure you’re okay, you don’t look to good, hon!?!” “I’m just fine, Barb,” Molly replied while pushing past her into the living area, “now it you’ll excuse me I have to get dressed and get to my next class!!!” “Uh, sure, Mol,” Barb said in a slightly confused voice, “I was just worried about ya, no problem, sorry for the intrusion!!!” Barb sat down at her desk while Molly pulled on a pair of panties and jeans, and she was just about to crack open her biology book when she noticed the wet pants and panties lying manavgat escort over on the floor in a heap! She walked over and picked them up and asked softly, “Are you sure you’re okay, Molly, it looks like you’ve had a little trouble?!?” Aghast, Molly looked at her friend and dropped to the bed and broke down sobbing!!!

Ten minutes later after having listened to her roomie pour out her heart and explain her whole situation, Barb asked slowly, “You mean that every time you go pee you have a climax?!?” Molly nodded her head yes and went on, “It’s gotten to the point where I try not to even drink any fluids, cuz I know that in an hour or so I’m gonna have to go and then, you know, I’ll have another one!!!” “Are they, you know, like if you’re with a guy,” Barb asked seriously?!? “Well,” Molly replied, “I’ve never actually been with a guy, but from what I understand they’re just about the same!!!” “Wow,” Barb said with a trace of envy in her voice, “I know it must be inconvenient, but it must be great when you really feel like having one, and orgasm I mean!!!” “Well,” Molly replied softly, “sometimes it can be even better than good, like yesterday, I had to go so bad I didn’t think I was gonna be able to make it home!!!” “I practically ran the last two blocks and barely made it to the toilet,” she continued, “and it just gushed out and I really had a big one, I couldn’t move for five minutes, I was just wrecked!!!” “Is that why you shave you lips,” Barb asked?!? “Yeah,” Molly replied, “since I have so many accidents, it’s just cleaner if I don’t have any fur down there, it’s easier to keep it fresh!!!” “I don’t want you to think that all I do is stare at your pussy,” Barb continued, “but I couldn’t help noticing that you lips are super plump and always seem to be sexually aroused!!!” Again shaking her head in the affirmative, Molly answered, “I guess they are pretty much turned on all of the time, because since I cum when ever I go potty, they never really get a chance to relax, so they’re always at the ready!!!” “Can I ask you a favor,” Barb said softly?!? “Sure,” Molly replied, “shoot!!!” Getting up and going over to the small refrigerator, Barb grabbed a couple of diet soft drinks and tossed one to Molly and said, “I wanna see you do it, so drink up!!!”

An hour later, and after marmaris escort three twelve ounce cans of soda, Molly was fidgeting on the bed and practically begging Barb let her go into the bathroom and relieve herself!!! “Just a little longer, hon,” Barb intoned sternly, “from what you tell me, you have much harder orgasms when your bladder is under a great deal of pressure, but I’ll let you do one thing, you can take off your jeans and panties to get ready!!!” Molly nearly tore them off as she pace back and forth across the room, walking with her thighs pressed hard together in and attempt to keep her pee from dripping out of her cunt!!! “You can go in three minutes,” Barb said easily, “but first you have to do one thing for me!!!” “What is it this time,” Molly moaned, “I can’t take much more of this!?!” “Just come over here, sit down, and spread your legs so that I can see what your pussy looks like before you do it,” Barb ordered!!! Molly knew that until she did as she was told Barb wouldn’t allow her to use the bathroom, so she quickly sat down and fairly threw her legs open, exposing her dripping, drooling, and flushed lips for Barb to see!!!

Oh, my,” Barb said under her breath, “you’re totally ready to blow, your pussy’s all puffed up and literally dripping!!! “You’re telling me something I don’t already know,” Molly questioned through clenched teeth, “may I please go now!?!” “Okay,” Barb said excitedly, “but not in the toilet, get in the shower and do it, I wanna see your pussy when you pee and cum!!!” “Okay, okay,” Molly replied while she raced towards the bathroom, “anything you say, just let’s hurry please!!!” Barb could barely keep up as Molly leaped into the shower and turned to face her friend with her legs partially spread and said urgently, “I can’t hold it any longer, here it comes!!!” Barb’s eyes were riveted to Molly’s bulging sex when out of nowhere, a fire hose stream of piss spewed from Molly’s organ and an incredible orgasm whipsawed the young woman like an avalanche of snow tearing down a mountain!!! Molly was close to blacking out, but luckily Barb was close enough to grab her by the arm and guide her safely to the shower floor where she lay crumpled in a heap!!!

After a long hot shower, Molly emerged from the bathroom with a sheepish smile on her face!!! “How do you feel now,” asked Barb!?! “”Pretty good,” Molly replied, “but if we play that game to often I won’t be able to stand up!!!” “Well,” her friend answered with a smile, “I guess we’re just gonna have to get you a walker then, aren’t we!?!”

THE END

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Danny called Steve in a panic which wasnt entirely unusual since Danny always seemed to be on “high alert”. This time, it might be justified however. Rachel was in the hospital with appendicitis. Step-Stan was out of town on business and Gracie had called her Dad because she knew something was wrong with Rachel. When Danny got to the house to investigate, it was obvious Rachel was having problems so they had rushed her to the emergency room. Turns out, she would need to have to have an emergency appendectomy.

The other problem was that Rachel had the baby, Gracie, and Lucy who had apparently come over for a sleepover. The nanny had been able to take the baby. However, she wasn’t prepared to take on two little girls, as well, so Steve and Catherine showed up at the hospital to find Danny trying to figure out what to do with the girls so he could stay with Rachel. She was being prepped for surgery and he had the girls to deal with. Danny was getting ready to call Lucy’s mom to see if she could pick her up….thus spoiling Gracie’s much anticipated slumber party…. when Catherine stepped in.

“How about if we take the girls to our house? We can still do the slumber party and you can be here for Rachel?”

Steve looked at her as if she was crazy. Danny looked relieved so she smiled sweetly up at Steve. Grace turned to him with the same look on her innocent little face. A slumber party with pre-teen girls? Seriously? What the hell?

Of course he couldn’t resist “the look”. He had learned this look well. Between Mary, Catherine, and even sweet Gracie, he was convinced thatall women had this same “look” that they pulled out when they wanted their way. All men…..even Super SEAL…..were toast when it came to the look. He had no choice but to give in.

He looked at Danny and caved, “Sure, buddy. We’d be happy to take them. You stay with Rachel and we’ll take the girls home with us. They can go swimming tomorrow and you can pick them up whenever you’re ready.”

Danny looked unbelievably relieved, “Thanks, babe. I appreciate it. I’d hate to send them home since Grace and Lucy were really looking forward to this!”

Steve still wasn’t convinced, but he and Catherine corralled the girls keçiören escort into his truck and got them back to the McGarrett house without incident. The girls chattered the entire way home and Steve wondered….again…. what he had gotten himself into. The couple of times he’d looked at Catherine, she had only smiled sweetly at him as if everything was going to be okay. He wasn’t so sure.

The girls sprinted out of the truck leaving Steve to get their overnight bags into the house. As he walked in, he found Catherine already taking charge.

“Alright, girls, you’re going to sleep in Mary’s bedroom. Gracie, you’ve slept in there before, so you can show Lucy where it’s at. Okay?” Grace and Lucy smiled at her eagerly. “Okay, get your bags upstairs and then we’ll make some popcorn and see if we can find a good chick flick to watch! Then we can watch Uncle Steve squirm at all the mushiness in the movie.” Catherine said excitedly as the girls giggled and Steve rolled his eyes.

As they ran upstairs with their bags, Catherine turned and walked to Steve. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly on the mouth. “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

Steve kissed her back. But seriously? A chick flick? Could this night get any worse? The horror was written all over Steve’s face. As the girls scampered upstairs talking ninety miles a minute, Catherine smiled up at him, “Take a deep breath, Commander. They’re just two little girls. It’s all going to be okay.”

Steve wasn’t so sure. “I don’t know, Cath. I don’t know if this was a good idea.” He was totally out of his element and Catherine knew it. It was completely adorable seeing him so flustered. She smiled sweetly at him, “I promise, you will be just fine.”

She leaned up to kiss him again, “I’ll make it up to you later. I promise.”

Steve reached down to grab her backside. “I’ll hold you to that, Lieutenant.”

Steve looked up to find Grace and Lucy watching them from the stairs. He quickly let go of Catherine’s ass…..Perfect as it was.

“Okay. Who’s ready for some popcorn?” he croaked out.

Steve worked on getting the popcorn while Catherine started looking through küçükçekmece escort the movies to find something appropriate for 12 year olds.

When he returned with the popcorn a few minutes later, he found them watching one of those awards shows rather than a movie. They were both in a tizzy over the fact that a group called “One Direction” was going to be on at any minute. Their pillows were sprawled out on the floor in front of the tv as they waited for the elusive group to make an appearance. He settled down on the couch with Catherine having entirely no idea what was to come. Had he known, he might have just stayed with Danny and let Catherine bring the girls home by herself. Or at least put in some ear plugs. But who knew?

One Direction took the stage and he could have sworn he went deaf within 10 seconds. Steve had witnessed bombings, endless gunfire, and all sorts of other assaults, but they had nothing on two pre-teen girls screaming for their favorite group. Good Lord, the sound was deafening!

Then he looked at Gracie. She was growing up before their eyes…..and even though the sound barrier had just been broken in his living room, he couldn’t help but smile. She was so beautiful and growing up too fast. Where was the time going? In this moment, he could totally understand why Danny had a heart attack every time anything happened to show how Grace was growing up.

He looked down at Catherine who was also smiling. She looked up at him. “Gosh, this brings back memories.” She said.

“Memories of what?”

“My friends and I were all CRAZY over New Kids on the Block back in the day.”

Steve’s eyebrows quirked up. “Seriously?”

Catherine laughed. “Oh yeah! I was a total “blockhead”. We loved them. You could ask my dad because I’m sure his ears were ringing after every tv appearance they had. We went crazy.” She laughed at the memory.

Steve suddenly felt himself soften even more as he tried to picture a young Catherine acting like Gracie at the moment.

Before long the group had finished their song and left the stage leaving the girls chattering about who was the “cutest”….and who had the “best hair”, etc. Steve kurtköy escort was amazed that they could all talk at the same time and still understand each other. As long as he lived, he would never understand teenage girls.

They eventually put in a movie that Grace said was one of her favorites called “When In Rome”.Yep, definitely a chick flick, Steve thought to himself. He tried to get out of watching it by going into his den to “do some work”. That was until three pairs of eyes looked at him pleadingly to stay with them. Gracie, Lucy, .and yes, even Catherine. Dang these females and their looks!

As if the looks weren’t bad enough, Gracie and Lucy decided to tag team him with begging. As he got up from the couch to leave, Grace stood up and grabbed one of his hands, “Please stay with us, Uncle Steve. Danno always watches with us,” she pleaded with her big brown eyes.Well, he couldn’t be outdone by Danno, that’s for sure, he reasoned.

Lucy followed suit grabbing the other hand and looking up at him with her equally big blue eyes, “Please stay and watch with us. You’ll like this one,” she smiled adoringly up at him. He doubted he would like it, but he was utterly powerless to say no.

He looked to Catherine for some moral support, but instead, she patted the couch beside her as if motioning for him to return. He let out a resigned sigh and sat back down beside her. Then Gracie settled in beside Catherine and Lucy settled in beside him. And they watched the movie.

When the movie was finished a couple of hours later, both girls had fallen asleep. Steve carried them one at a time up to Mary’s bedroom and put them in bed. After getting them both tucked in, he turned to leave the room to find Catherine standing in the doorway smiling softly at him. When he reached the door, she leaned up to kiss him.

“You’re really good at this, you know?”

“What?” Steve asked.

“Putting the girls to bed without waking them up. It’s amazing how gentle you can be when you want to.”

Without missing a beat, Steve picked Catherine up into his arms and kissed her sweetly on the mouth. “Now it’s time for me to put you to bed.” He smiled at her seductively.

Catherine chuckled and put a finger to her mouth. “Shhhhh. As long as we are quiet.”

He walked down the hallway to their bedroom before quietly shutting the door and praying they would have some time together without waking the sleeping beauties down the hall.

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Frankie and His Gurl, Part 3: “Girl Pointers”

To go with Part 1 and Part 2

by Julee
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1/ Hot and Bothered ~,’;~%@

The last time Frankie and I had gotten together for a little fling, his cousin Karen and her two girlfriends butted in. After letting Frankie get off with me, Karen, Lissa and Micky dolled me up and the four of us had fun.
I felt a little guilty about that day, with Karen shoving Frankie out like that. Today, sitting on a hill at the park next to Frankie, I brought it up.
“Don’t feel bad that Karen left me out,” he said.
“I do though,” I admitted.
“It was okay.” His voice cracked a little, him still 13 and all, and his eyes widened. “You and me had fun before she made me leave.”
“I know.” I blushed, remembering how much he came. “We did.”
I smiled. We wore shorts and our bare knees briefly brushed together.
“When’re we gonna do it again?” he moaned.
“Up to you,” I said. I was too shy to say how much I really did. Truth was I was aching.
“You miss doing it?”
I glanced at him and knew my eyes said most of it. “Yeah.”
He moved closer to me. “I think about it lots,” he whispered in my ear. The words and their warmth made me ache even more. I almost wished he’s grab me.
“When I saw the girls had you there on the bed I did get a little jealous,”
“Really?”
“I was afraid to try with you for a while cause I thought maybe I’m not good enough. They’re girls…and I’m not. And I thought after that maybe you…wouldn’t want me.”
“It was fun with them. But … you’re my first.”
Frankie smiled. “Yeah. I guess.”
“And you have something they don’t.”
“What?” Frankie asked.
I started to get a little annoyed. “Guess.”
He said nothing, didn’t even shrug, the dope. I looked around to see no one was looking and snuck a feel of the lump beneath his shorts. “What do you think, silly!”
“Ohhh…yeah, okay,” he said, chuckling.
I smiled too. Frankie’s excitement made me think, and I said, “You know what else?”
“What?”
“You really enjoy it, and I like it that you do.”
“It’s because I do. Didn’t Karen and her friends?”
“Yeah. But maybe because they’re older and it’s not as big a thing.”
“Yeah. And they’re girls,” he said, almost like that was bad. “There’s nothing wrong with that. But …”
“But what?”
Breathing heavily, Frankie reached over and touched me between my legs. “They don’t have that.” His breath was hot as his lips touched my ear. “Silly!”
I giggled coyly. “I’ll bet you’d like somebody like Billy Mills more. He’s strong, plays football.”
“Uh uh. No. You’re the only one that makes me want to do it with a boy.”
“Why?”
“I guess you’re like having both. Like, in between?”
I smiled.
“You looked hot that day,” he said as if lost in a dream. “My mom and dad’ll be out till eleven tonight. Come over?”
“Okay,” I said.

2/ Pride and Prissiness ~,’;~%@

When I got to his house before seven I was shocked to see Frankie’s cousin Karen was there. She was reading “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austen. Karen glowed when she saw me.
“Hi, hon. Frankie’s taking a shower. How are ya?”
“Good. You?”
“Oh, you know, bored as usual. Frankie’s mom asked me to come over. Doesn’t like him being alone.”
“Well, I’m here.”
“I know. But she likes it to be somebody older, you know? Want a soda?”
“No thanks.”
Karen’s new blue jeans brought out her eyes. She had a great body, and I loved the way she wore her long, wavy brown hair. I was attracted to her. Jealous too.
“So … what you been doing? Anything interesting?”
“Not really.”
She looked at me for a while. “Did you have a good time that day?”
“Oh yeah.”
“What were you guys gonna do tonight?”
I shrugged. “Hang out. Maybe watch TV.”
“Cool,” she said. A pause and then, “You know, I shouldn’t have pushed Frankie out that time, but…he already had his fun and…well, I needed mine.” She came over to me and sat up on the edge of the couch. “You dress up a lot, hon? I mean, when you’re not with Frankie?”
“Not really.”
“Do you think you’re a girl? You know, deep down?”
I shrugged. “I never really thought about it.”
I could still hear the shower running upstairs. Wished it would stop.
“Ever have a wine cooler?” she asked.
“Once. I liked it.”
“Hold on.”
Karen went to the kitchen and brought back a wine cooler. I sipped it. It made me feel warm and relaxed.
“Are you staying till his parents come home?” I asked her.
“Maybe.” She was staring at me now. “I had a thought. Ever want to learn more about being a girl?”
I gave her the short answer. “I’m not really sure. Why do you ask?”
She was studying me. “Hold the bottle like this…” She had me hold it with my wrist slightly bent. “Use your wrist more instead of your whole arm.”
Then she took my other hand and folded back the three smaller fingers. The other fingers she placed near my throat, wrist bent. Then she showed me how to cross my legs, girl-like.
“Now…don’t look straight ahead,” she said. “Look demure. Shy.”
I thought I was doing that already. But I tried.
“Nice. Now part your lips, just a bit. Act prissy, but be proud … Oh, that’s it! You’re a natural, hon. We need to give you a femme name. Let’s see…”
“I already have one,” I blurted out. It must’ve been the wine cooler. I was feeling light. “It’s Cissy. The name you and Lissa gave me. Remember?”
“Yeah. You like it?”
I sighed. “Kind of sounds like ‘sissy’ so I’m not too crazy about it.”
She nodded. “Something a little more grown up then, maybe?”
“Yes. ‘Julie’,” I blurted out. “I’ve always liked the name ‘Julie,'”
Karen smiled. “Then Julie it is.” She sipped her wine cooler. “You know, Julie, there’s something I wanna say.”
Uh oh, I thought. “What?”
Her voice lowered as she spoke. “Frankie’s thirteen. He could go either way now. Ya know?”
I wasn’t sure, but I nodded.
“I think him being with you is cool, cause you’re femme. But I’m afraid of him being with other guys.”
“You think he’d stay straight if I was more like a girl?”
“Uh-huh. Don’t you?”
I squirmed. “You could be right.”
“You make halkalı escort a really hot chick dressed up,” she said. “All you need is to act more like one. Be more of a girl for him. Mad at me for saying that?”
“No. Not really.”
“You like it, right?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.” She ran her fingers through my hair. “I could help you, you know, with some pointers.”
“You could show me more?”
Karen folded her arms. “I’m thinking. First you need a touch more daintiness.”
“How?”
“Okay. When like Frankie comes down, you do this … ” She faced an imaginary Frankie and gasped very lightly, clasped her hands and brought them to her chin. She tilted her face a little. “Hi Frankie,” she sang. To me she said, “See?”
“I guess.” I looked at the same imaginary Frankie and started toward him. I folded my hands and them up to my chin. I said, “Hi Frankie,” just like she had.
Karen watched, deep in thought. “Pretty good. But don’t go to him, it’s too eager. Stay where you are. Sway just a little. Ya know?”
I started to worry. “I think so.”
“I’m taking drama in school. Learning a lot. Watch, and listen to my voice.” She posed again, hands near her chin. “Hi Frankie,” she said, her voice almost a whisper. She turned to me. “See?”
I nodded. Upstairs the water stopped running.
“Make him strain a little to hear you. And don’t make your voice too high. You’ll have to find your own register.”
“Okay.”
“It takes practice,” she said. “But you’ll get it. Now watch. ‘Hi Frankie’.” She grabbed my fingers and wrapped them around fingers on my other hand. “Now fidget. Just a little.”
“Fidget?” I was starting to get confused.
“Instead of grinning like you are, just THINK of a smile. Don’t actually smile. And remember: you’re anxious, but you don’t want to show it. So you catch yourself and stop. And stand still. Wait for him.”
“I get it. It’s like I want him to be in charge.”
“Exactly.”
“And I’m worried cause I want him to be happy to see me. But … I don’t want to seem anxious.”
“Now you’re getting it,” she said. “Try it again. Drip with femininity.”
I “saw” Frankie and tilted my head a little. This time I thought about smiling, but didn’t smile. With a little sigh in my voice, I said, “Hi Frankie,” then drew in, not knowing what to expect next.
It was working!
I was actually thinking like a girl. Like “My Fair Lady”, I was Liza to Karen’s Henry Higgins.
“Good girl!” she said and gave me a peck on the lips. “You’re a sweetie. Once more, a little slower this time.”
This time I was more relaxed and I let my feelings take over. “Hi Frankie,” I said, letting my voice trail off at the end.
Karen bubbled. “Good. Now let’s try this.” She lowered my hands to my waist. “Fidget a little. Be shy, but project your worth.”
Very softly this time, I said, “Hi Frankie. So good to see you. You look nice tonight.”
“Cool!” said Karen. “Just great!”
And just in time because I could hear Frankie coming downstairs. He slowed when he saw Karen and me.
“Look who’s here,” Karen said.
“Hi Frankie,” I said. This time my voice was just a hush, but I could tell it said so much. “How are you tonight?”
Wearing baggy shorts, T-shirt and white socks, Frankie stopped at the bottom of the steps. His dark hair was still wet, and he looked a little confused.
“Hey,” he called with enthusiasm. “Coming up?”
Karen cut of my answer. “Not yet, Frankie. Julie and me are gonna talk for a few minutes.”
Frankie began to sulk. “But …”
“You’re gonna thank me, hon,” Karen said. “It’s not what you think. Go back up, okay? Give us an hour. I’m helping him.”
Frankie lightened a bit but still seemed a little puzzled. “With what?”
“It’s a secret,” she said, putting her arm around my neck. “Just between us girls. Right Julie?”
Frankie went upstairs. Karen told me to practice some things while she ran home to get something.

3/ Scent and Sensuality ~,’;~%@

Karen came back a few minutes later holding a gym bag.
While on my second wine cooler, Karen taught me more things. Like how to pout and when. How to nod, how to giggle, and more on how to speak. I was picking it up pretty fast. She said I did especially well with speaking, even my choice of words and expressions. Said I was a “natural”.
I must’ve learned a lot already without realizing it. Just watching other girls I had picked up things without knowing it.
Karen even called her friend Lissa and told her she was with another friend, someone Lissa never met. Karen put me on the phone with Lissa who didn’t even know it was me. She thought I was a girl!
Karen taught me how to walk. First in my own shoes, then in bare feet. Next she gave me a pair of white two-inch heeled sandals with cross straps. They looked familiar.
“Remember these from that day?” said Karen. “They’re Lissa’s. She’s more your foot size than me, so she said you could borrow.”
Maybe they did, but the straps were awfully snug. Still, I was prancing around smoothly enough in five minutes.
“Sashay now … Sway your hips, just a bit … Good girl!”
We had practice conversations. Karen said my speech was cute and graceful, my manner passive.
We spent almost an hour this way. I loved it.
Frankie called down. He was getting impatient. He was probably horny as hell. Karen said that was good. He had to learn patience with me, to respect girls.
“Fifteen more minutes,” Karen said, calling upstairs to Frankie.
In the bag Karen brought back were things to wear. There was a satin dress. Shiny and lightly purple tinged–lilac, Karen said, “alluring yet modest.”
White lace trimmed the sleeves and the hem, which fell just below the knees. The dress and sleeves were slightly flared, and it there was a split up the side. So adorable.
And of course more intimate things: silky gray stockings with lacy elastic tops. A silvery blue bra with spaghetti straps. A pair of light blue silken flutter panties–so dainty and sexy. I almost drooled.
Since that day with Karen and her friends it didn’t make much sense for me to be too nervous about Karen seeing me naked. And we were relating teacher to içerenköy escort student. I took off my clothes.
First she put the bra on me and stuffed it with tissue paper. Then the flutter panties, so nice and frilly. I rolled the gray stockings on up to my thighs where the lacey elastic bands held them fast. As well as feeling sexy they looked pretty on my legs.
The satin lilac dress was next. The split broke nicely at my thigh. Karen said I had a girlish shape for a boy. The sleeves of the dress were three-quarter length and ended with what Karen called a flout.
I modeled in the full-length mirror, trying different angles and making subtle poses like Karen taught me.
She brushed out my longish blonde hair and fluffed it around my face and decked it out with a white flower-shaped barrette. To my cheeks she applied a tiny bit of blush.
The only shade of lipstick she had with her was cherry red, so she used just a dab, spreading it across my lips till it became a shade of hot pink.
She had a pair of dangly, silver clip-on earrings she put on me. Finally, a little darkening of my eyebrows and I was turned toward the mirror.
Was that really me? I looked hotter than fire.
Then came what she called the pies de resistance. She held up a small black spray bottle.
“Here’s a neat girl pointer,” said Karen, meaning lessons for being more femme. “You don’t want the scent to be overwhelming.” She squirted a short burst in the air and said, “Quick. Step through it, gracefully.”
I sashayed through the mist so that only a trace of fragrance stayed with me. That was the magic touch, a jolt of feminine sensuality. The scent truly carried me away, taking everything male with it.
Sipping my wine cooler from a glass now (another of Karen’s Girl Pointers), I posed in the mirror. If I had any doubts about my femininity, the sight and the scent dissolved them all.
It was like I had been made for this, to be a real chick.
I moved seductively and with confidence, a modest sway in each step. I stopped and glanced over my shoulder at Karen.
“What do you think?” I asked her. “Is this what you have in mind?”
When I spoke, my voice was neither too low nor too high–I had found my register. The illusion was complete, yet so real in my heart.
Karen clasped her hands together. “Wow! You’re a babe,” said Karen. “It’s like…scary even.”
Transfixed, I stared some more in the mirror. Then, my eyes shifting upwrd, I said, “Frankie’s waiting.”
“Okay. But … Julie … “
“Yes hon?”
In a low tone she said, “Don’t be a pushover. Make him wait. He’ll appreciate it, so will you.” She winked. “Trust me.”
“Thanks Karen. I should go.” I started up the stairs.
Smiling, she cried after me. “Yeah, you go girl!”

4/ Modesty and Poise ~,’;~%@

Frankie was on his bed looking at a magazine when I entered. His mouth fell open when he saw me. “Holy…”
I looked at him with my eyes wide, smile vague.
“Hi Frankie.”
“Wow.” It was as if he finally remembered to smile. He rose to sit on the edge of the bed. “You’re … you’re a babe!”
I giggled at the private joke. “Thanks hon.”
I stood still, waiting for an offer.
“Wanna sit down?” he finally asked.
“Love to,” I replied.
I smiled softly but without eye contact. I crossed my legs, exposing a knee bathed gray stocking through the slit in my dress. I placed my hands on my lap and looked at them. “What have you been doing?”
“Waiting for you,” he replied, staring. “And reading.”
“Anything interesting?”
He seemed a little nervous. “Nah. You smell sexy.”
“Thank you.”
“So awesome.”
A soft giggle. “How sweet.”
“You’re prettier than all the real girls.”
“Real?” he said with a pout.
“Oops, my bad. ‘Other’ girls.”
His breath was uneven, and I could hear him swallowing. He sidled up to me. “I’m horny. You?”
I felt my smile dissolve a little. “Excuse me?” I uttered, puzzled at Frankie’s abruptness.
He put his arm around my shoulder. “You know. Let’s do stuff?”
My head tilted slightly as if I hadn’t heard. “Stuff?” I hissed, keeping my lips parted.
“W-what’s the matter?”
“Nothing. But can’t be a little more, you know …?”
“Oh, yeah. Gee. I didn’t–“
I laid a gentle hand on his. “It’s all right. It’s just that I’d like things to be more… not so hasty, you know?”
“Okay.”
“So let’s talk for a while,” I said, surprising myself.
“What doya mean?”
I tisked lightly. “Um … Well, like what did you do today?”
“Nothin. Just waited to see you, Cissy.”
“Actually, my name is ‘Julie’ now. You like it?”
His eyes widened. “Yeah. Sure.”
“So… ready to go back to school next week?” I asked.
“Sort of, but I hate when summer ends… And I’m getting a couple pimples again.”
Uh-oh, Julie, I mused to myself, you’re probably making that worse.
We talked for a few minutes about a lot of things: school, games, other kids. It was new for us both. When talk began to wane I softly said, “Wanna kiss me?”
“Yeah,” he said, almost as quietly.
He brought his lips to mine and lightly kissed me, measuring my response. I raised my head, parted my lips–‘entreating’ Karen had called it. He kissed me again, and this time he stayed there, moving his lips on mine, his hand in my hair.

5/ Sheer Abandon ~,’;~%@

We had never kissed as an overture to lovemaking. And this was different kind of kiss, sensual but affectionate. I closed my eyes and went a little limp. It was nice.
We wrapped our arms around each other. I lightly stroked Frankie’s T-shirted back, absorbed in the tenderness of the moment. His young lips were slippery, his touch shaky. We’d been intimate before, but this was new and fresh.
Gradually the kiss grew animated, hands moving over each other, lips exploring. Little by little, tongues engaged. We drew our heads apart long enough to study the effects of passion.
Frankie’s eyelids were lowered, he breathed hard and he was smiling. I angled my head this way and that, studying him while tenderly petting his arm.
“Why not take off that shirt?” I whispered.
While Frankie removed his T-shirt I turned kartal escort off the light and lit the two candles on his desk. Back on the bed I picked up my glass, glanced fondly over the rim at Frankie as I sipped. The mellow hue created by the candle flame illuminated the desire in our eyes.
I calmly unstrapped my white heeled sandals and took them off. Back on the bed I leaned with my elbow propped on the pillow, resting my head in my hand. With a come-hither look I gazed up at Frankie’s wide-eyed face. He seemed a little nervous.
Lying down next to me he began rubbing my thigh under the satin dress. I lay my head on the pillow, the back of one hand resting next to my head. My other hand delicately stroked Frankie’s smooth chest.
My hand then moved down to the top of his baggy shorts. I tugged there, hinting they might be in the way. Frankie quickly shook them off.
He lay beside me in his briefs. I ran the tip of my finger along the bulge in the cotton, and he shuttered. I was quivering inside. While gazing in Frankie’s eyes I drew the bothersome briefs down to his knees. His slick, nubile stiffness snapped away from his tummy.
It had been a while since we last met like this. Frankie’s member had grown, widened a little, too. Whispers of hair had begun to appear above his shaft. The ball sac, almost invisible before, had swelled.
I lightly fondled it, watching it continue to rise. Curving outward like a thick metal coat hook, it became solid, immoveable.
Karen was right: making him wait sure had its rewards.
I leaned over and kissed the tip, licked it lightly, slid my tongue along its length. It was like cast iron against my lips and even tasted a little metallic. I took it in, whirling my tongue around it.
Slowly up and down I went, heeding Frankie’s little moans and ragged breathing. When both increased too fast I stopped.
I rose from the bed and shed the white satin dress, letting it melt to the floor. Standing before him in my frilly panties, bra and stockings I glanced over at him, aware of the naughty look in my eyes. He peeled his briefs all the way off and yanked the gray gym socks from his feet.
I reclined on the bed in my bra, panties and stockings. Cautiously, Frankie took my cue and lay his naked body down alongside me. He held me, kissed my neck. I sighed.
He made little thrusts against my thigh. His hand moved to my flutter panties. His fingers glided under the waistband where he played with the tip of what seemed like the only male part of me. I groaned a little louder, caressed him.
I parted my lips, and the word formed in barely a whisper.
“Please…”

6/ Sweet Surrender ~,’;~%@

Understanding my vague plea he kissed down my tummy, licked my navel, and ran his tongue to the waistband of my panties. My hips arched subtly upward. My fingers played in his hair. A delicate whimper escaped my lips.
He carefully pulled the panties down and brought his lips to my naked stiffness.
My hands clutched the pillow, my eyes shut. His eager lips caressed me. My fingers twisted the pillow. My stocking-adorned toe pressed into the mattress. A knee bent inward as I braced for each vibration of bliss.
Frankie stopped and slid my panties all the way off and straddled me, knees against my thighs.
I opened my eyes and looked up. He seemed almost in pain. I was afraid he would ask about anal sex again. I had made clear to him it was off limits, that the focus of intimate expression for me was my “clit.”
“You all right, baby?” I said, panting.
“Oh yeah, I am … I am like so …” His voice trailed off.
I giggled. “I know baby. C’mere. I wanna feel you.”
I reached out my arms. Frankie responded by gently lying on top of me. A sharp uptake of my breath came as I felt his tumescence against my “clit”. Wrapping his arms around me, he kissed my neck and moved his pelvis with slow little thrusts.
Beneath his boyish maleness my hips tenderly writhed. To tease I sometimes recoiled, shifting a bit the target of his thrusts, rousing him even more. Then I clench my hips on his and hug him closer, kissing under his chin.
My scent, rekindled by the warmth of my body, took on the fragrance of burning flowers. Rustling top sheets, whispers and sighs could not compete with the heartbeats that drummed in my ears.
It was so like a dream.
A girlish moan is smothered by a kiss. Along my lover’s ankle strokes a stocking-clad heel.
A determined hand grasps my bra cup. Another grips my slender wrists and presses them helplessly to the pillow. Thrusts grow in speed and resolve. The control I had wielded belongs now to him.
“Frankie …” I whimpered, savoring the affect of his stubborn need. “Ooooo yah, F-Frankie … Go bay-bee … bay-bee, goooo…”
“Oh Julie … Julie …” he said through ragged gasps.
Frankie was shaking so much, and I knew he was close. His voice quivering and gasping, he blurted, “Is it … all right? Can… I …?”
I touched his face, gave him a nurturing smile. Breathless I said, “Oh sweetie… Please… “
I parted my legs and Frankie nestled his chin in the nape of my neck. He kept grinding, smooth hips brushing the inside of my thigh as his thrusts got short and fast.
Squeezing him tighter, my hands ran over his body. I let free my girlish cries as the feeling grew. Fire spread through my loins. My hand went to my lips. I bit my fingers to prolong the thrill, and wanted him, always, to be first to let go.
My weeping sighs aroused him more. Pressing into me, he groaned louder and louder. I rocked with his thrusts, my cheek pressed against his.
“Good bay-bee … good … that’s it. Be a … a g-good boy … for … for … J-Ju … lee … ‘Kay? P-plea-ease … Do … do it … Ohhh …”
His head sprang upward, leaving me. He let out a triumphant howl, trembling, his thrusts slowing. His member shuddered powerfully against the corner of my thigh.
Hot sperm spurted forth like fresh candle wax, oozing around my sac. The most he ever made.
Holding him tight I arched eagerly upward. A guttural cry squeezed from my chest while toes curled, lips numbed, cheeks burned, and wet spasms quaked.
We fell limp, a throng of gasps and heartbeats without motion. Silken boy and girl cum mingled between us.
Minutes later he touched me, and we began again.

~,’;~%@ ~ the end ~ @%~;’,~

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The Ghost-Boy Chronicles 6

Clones Gone Wild

On a Dark & Rainy night in Wisconsin, a lone figure meets up with another on a suspension bridge that stretches across a river. A streetlight shines down on the two, revealing that one is most likely a scientist, because of how he’s dressed, and the other is possibly a businessman because of his suit & trench coat.

“This is quite the unusual meeting place, isn’t it?” The Businessman says.

“Let’s just say, I wanted our meeting to be discreet.” The scientist tells him. He then picks up a briefcase and hands it over to the Businessman, who takes it and opens it up. He sees various documents, notes & blueprints. He grins and closes the case, before picking up his own briefcase & handing it over to the Scientist.

“And where do you want the money to go to?” The Businessman asks.

“VladCo Industries, my good man.” The scientist replies.

“No problem.” The Businessman says. “It’s a pleasure doing business with you, Dr. Thornton. Glad you finally decided to sell your inventions to my company.”

“Believe me, sir. The Pleasure is all mine.” The Scientist says. As he turns away to leave, his eyes begin to glow eerily. After a moment the glow fades, and he leaves the bridge.

He takes a long walk with the briefcase in hand, until after a couple of hours, he arrives at an apartment building. As walks into the building, he journeys down the stairs into the basement. He stops in front of a metal door, and after a moment it slides open to show a sophisticated laboratory, equipped with mostly ghost hunting & studying tools. At the end of the room is a Ghost Portal. Almost an exact replica of the one located at Fenton Works. He walks into the room, stopping once he reaches the center. He looks around with a sinister grin on his face, and then he begins to tremble. A moment later, a ghostly figure appears and starts to pull itself out of his body. It’s a dark, shadowy figure, at least until it’s fully freed from the Scientist. The figure then slowly reforms itself to show that it’s Vlad Masters a.k.a. Plasmius.

The Scientist begins to regain his consciousness. “Wh-what? What’s going on? This isn’t my Lab!” He says, still a little dazed. “Where am I?”

“I’m afraid you do not need to know that information.” Plasmius says. The scientist turns to him, then jumps back in horror as he sees his form. “And Dr. Thornton…you’re now of no more use to me.” With that, Plasmius shoves the Scientist towards the Ghost Portal. He stumbles through, and goes screaming into the ghost zone, unable to stop himself. Plasmius grins as he grabs a remote off of a nearby table and flips a switch, closing the door to the Ghost Portal.

“Another pawn sacrificed for the good of the game.” He says, before he turns away from the portal. He walks back over to the table, which also has blueprints and plans lain out, when he hears a voice.

“You threw him in the Ghost Zone? fatih escort You know humans can’t survive inside of there.”

Vlad smiles as he looks over his plans. “Ah, always the compassionate one. I forget that’s one thing you have in common with your ‘cousin’, dear.” He presses another button on the remote, causing a platform to lower down. On the platform, trapped in a chamber, is Dani Phantom, the clone of Danny Phantom that Vlad created.

“Hmm…one of these days, I should teach you how to play chess.” He tells her.

“And when I get out, I’ll teach you how I’ll put my foot up your…” Vlad presses a third button on the remote, and Dani gets electro-shocked before she can finish her sentence. She falls to her knees, as Vlad continues.

“Just like Danny.” He says. “In fact, too much like him. And that’s the problem my ‘daughter’. You were born & raised to be his superior, yet you’re turning out just like him.”

“Thanks for the complement.” She says, as she slowly stands up, smiling at Plasmius. He looks at her with a sinister scowl.

“Don’t worry. Your similarities to young Daniel will soon be a thing of the past once I’m done…training you.” He says, growing an evil smirk on his face. “For you’ll be needed for my game of chess.”

“Training me? Chess? What do you…?” She doesn’t finish. Or rather she can’t, as Vlad increases the voltage, shocking her more. He then presses another button on the remote that activates a ventilation shaft in the chamber, and sends in a green mist. As Dani tries to fight through the pain, Vlad just watches on. No look of caring or compassion on his face…just coldness.

“Know this, my child.” He says quietly. “You are no pawn.” He watches on, as Dani fights through the shocks, she slowly begins to form a green ghostly glow around her body.

The Next Day…

In the Locker Room at Casper High School, everything seems normal. It’s lunchtime, so most everybody is outside or in the cafeteria. Except Dash & Kwan, who are having a little ‘pep rally’ Paulina. She’s on the bench deep throating Kwan’s Cock in her mouth, as Dash pounds her pussy relentlessly.

“Yeah, you like that?” Dash says. “You like it when I do it like that? You want more? What’s my name? What’s my…”

Paulina takes Kwan’s rod out of her mouth and cuts him off. “Would you shut up, Dash? You’re ruining the moment.” She says.

“Yeah, dude. Just let her work.” Kwan adds. Dash sighs and continues to drill her pussy, as Kwan shoves his Cock back into Paulina’s mouth. She goes back to working on Kwan’s Cock, but in the back of her mind, it’s not who she’s thinking about.

“Dammit, these two are twigs & amateurs compared to Inviso-Bill.” She thinks. “Where are you, Ghost-Boy? I need your Cock in me again!”

As the three go at it intensely, they don’t realize they’re being watched. A few lockers down stand Danny & Tucker. Both of them invisible, thanks to güngören escort Danny’s ghost powers. Tucker raises his PDA in order to record the event, but Danny slaps his hand down.

“What’s your problem, man?” Tucker asks. “This is pure gold.”

“That’s not the point.” Danny says. “As I was saying, I think I turned Paulina into a nympho or something.”

“COOL!” Tucker says. “Think of what she’ll do for me when I offer to do her Math Homework.”

“Tucker, this is serious!” Danny says. “We have to figure out…” He stops talking when he notices he can see his breath. “Oh, no. Ghost in the school!” Danny grabs Tucker and drags him out of the locker room, leaving Paulina, Dash & Kwan back alone. Danny & Tucker ghost through the walls until they reach the Janitor’s Closet. Danny turns back solid along with Tucker and peeks out of the door to see the Box Ghost, chasing some of the students down the hall.

“Heh, this should be a piece of cake.” He says. “I’M GOING GHOST!!!” A beam of light appears at Danny’s waist, and then splits in two. One goes upward, and the other goes down. Both beams transform him into Danny Phantom, Ghost-Boy Superhero/Menace. He jumps out of the closet and faces down the Box Ghost.

“Alright, now are you gonna get into the Thermos, or do I have to waste 5 seconds of my time.” Danny says with a smirk.

The Box Ghost stops right in front of him. “Not this time, Phantom.” He says. “For I, THE BOX GHOST, have discovered my future. And you, will not be in it!”

The Box Ghost puts his hands close together and begins to create an orb of energy. After he gathers enough energy, he forms into a cube and fires it at Danny, who barely avoids the blast. Danny looks at the small crater the blast created in shock.

“Wait a minute, Box Ghost isn’t supposed to be able to do that.” He says. “That only happened when he…” Danny starts to remember to where he saw that done before. “That Box Ghost from the alternate future. But how did he learn…” He doesn’t get the chance to finish, as he spots another cube blast fired his way. He leaps out of the way and counters with a Ghost Ray. Box Ghost quickly creates a large cube shield to block the blast, giving Danny enough time to pulls out the Fenton Thermos.

“Time to end this quick!” He aims the Thermos at Box Ghost, who pushes his shield towards Danny. Danny realizes it’s another cube blast and tries to dodge it, but ends up getting hit. The Fenton Thermos is sent flying into the air, all the way down the hall…until it’s caught by Sam, who just arrived on the scene. She’s carrying a box, which she then drops to the ground and begins to stomp on.

“HEY, BOX GHOST!!!” She yells. “BOXES SUCK!! I PREFER BAGS!!!”

Predictably, this infuriates him. “STOP YOUR CONTINUOUS ABUSE TO THAT NOBLE BOX!!!” He orders as he charges her. Danny, who just recovered from the blast, sees Sam distracting Box Ghost. He uses his kadıköy escort speed to make it to Sam before he does, then grabs the Fenton Thermos.

“Here’s some more bad news for ya.” He says. “Where your going, doesn’t have any corners.”

He opens the Thermos and the Box Ghost starts to become sucked inside. He tries to fight out of it, but it’s no use. He’s sucked inside of the Thermos. The force sends Danny into Sam, then sends them both flying. They land way down the hall, with Danny on top of Sam. They lie there for a moment, as their eyes meet. Danny smiles nervously, as he notice how he’s landed. Sam begins to feel Danny’s hardening cock between her legs. Thoughts fly through her head of what she could do with Danny, but their interrupted when Tucker’s voice is heard.

“Hey, Guys!” He says, causing both of them to jump to their feet. “Uh, Danny? Maybe you should go back normal before you start another riot.”

“Good idea.” Danny says as he transforms back into his human form. He turns his attention to Sam. “Thanks for the help, Sam.”

“Hey, I was in the neighborhood.” She says, jokingly. Just then, the bell rings. Students start to file back into the school, going to their respective classes.

“School bell, better get to class.” Danny says. “See ya after school, Sam.”

Both Danny & Tucker head off to their class, which they have together. Sam stays behind, smiling & waving. As they turn the corner out of view, Sam smashes her fist into a nearby locker door.

“I was so close!” She says, referring to feeling Danny’s Cock rubbed against her. “I could’ve said something. I should’ve said something!” She calms herself down, then comes to a conclusion. “That does it. Tonight, I’m getting some Phantom in me. No matter what!”

At that moment…

Back at Plasmius’ lab, he’s just walked into the main area. The chamber holding Dani is now completely filled with the green mist, and nothing can be seen inside. He pulls out the remote from before and presses a button, which causes the green mist to get sucked out of the Chamber. He looks inside, and a huge smile forms on his face as he sees Dani, but now an older version of herself.

“What…what did you do to me?” She says, noticing a change in her body.

“I’ve made you more powerful.” He says. “You see, the problem was that you were too young for your powers to be effective against young Danny. So I’ve aged you. To be exact, you’re now the exact age that he is. Down to the very minute.”

Dani begins to notice her powers are amplified. “Yeah…I am feeling stronger.”

“And now, with your newfound strength, comes a newfound obedience to me.” He says with a grin. “And you can show that obedience, by destroying your cousin, Danny Phantom!”

As he says those words, Dani’s eyes begin to glow a green eerie glow. “Yes, Father. I will destroy Danny Phantom.”

Vlad presses a button on his remote once more, opening a secret door to the chamber and allowing Dani to walk out. She leaves the chamber, then flies out of the lab, ghosting through the walls. Vlad turns back to the table with his plans, and begins to look over them.

“And the game begins.”

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Alicia, Fay and Sam
Since my ex wife decided to screw my so called best friend behind my back, and then left me for his best friend, I have had plenty of free time with no-one to nag me to do exactly what I wanted to. I have a liking for girls beautiful feet with perfect toes, well manicured toenails and shapely ankles. I also like bare midriffs and small breasts. I have looked on You Tube where they have a vast amount of videos that show off an assortment of anything you like. I go for gymnastic stretching videos where girls love to flaunt themselves.
This particular day, I had no work, made myself a cup of tea and was looking through a few different videos when I got a shock…
Here was a video with a girl I recognised immediately as a friend of my daughter Alicia, called Fay. Here she was going through a variety of stretches to help her do the splits. She was wearing some grey tight hipster stretch pants that looked like imitation jeans, with a long sleeved grey loose open necked crop top with ‘Where is the love’ across it.
I have always thought that Fay was cute even though she was young, but until I saw the video, didn’t realise just what a fantastic figure she has for a 13 year old. She started off by introducing herself, and then she stood up to start stretching using a chair back to rest her foot on. She put the chair away, adjusted the webcam so it would show her on the ground, and whilst doing that, got a wonderful view of the top of her breasts enclosed in a black and white striped bra, probably either 32a or 32b which for me are perfect. She stretched up showing off her well toned midriff. I was entranced.
A few weeks went by before I saw her again. My daughter asked if she could have some friends around to use our pool as the weather was perfect, and as I never had a problem with watching girls in bikinis frolicking around in water even though they were all too young for me to take it any further, I smiled and said yes. The plan was for 4 girls to come around early on Saturday afternoon, enjoy the pool and catch some sun in their bikinis, stay for something to eat and go home around 10.00 to 10.30.
The weekend was here and the girls started arriving. Alicia answered the door after the ringing of the doorbell to find April and Sophie. April was 13 and Sophie, who was her sister, was nearly 12 and even though she was younger than the others, had become part of the gang. Both girls came in with beaming smiles and said “Hi, Mr. Johnson”. The3 girls ran upstairs to Alicia’s bedroom to change. The bell rang again and this time it was Sam. She has been Alicia’s best friend since she started primary school and immediately rushed up to me and gave me her usual hug. I had always had a soft spot for Sam. She was about 4 months younger than my daughter, being a 5ft 6in tall bundle of fun with lightly tanned skin, a truly beautiful girl. While she was hugging me, the doorbell rang again and when I disentangled myself from Sam, I answered the door. There stood Fay. She had on a crop tank top with oh so tight hot pants which enhanced her long legs and finished off with neatly painted toes in flip flops. She said “hello, is Alicia here?”, then looked past me to Sam, and said hi to her. I must have been staring because Fay looked at me and smiled, turned to Sam and giggled, and then ran up eryaman escort the stairs to join the others.
I left them to it and went out into the garden as the grass needed cutting and a bit of digging in the vegetable patch, so wasn’t surprised when I didn’t see the girls for about an hour. I made sure that I had done the digging first so that whilst cutting the grass, could catch sneaky looks of the girls in the pool.
Alicia had taken me to buy her a new bikini for the occasion and all I saw of it was when the assistant put it in the bag and presented me with the bill. As I caught sight of her pulling herself out of the pool in her new pink bikini, I was shocked by how small it was compared to what she had worn last summer and how her body had blossomed. My baby was growing up. She joined April and Sam who were on the sun loungers topping up their tans. They all seemed to enjoy putting sun cream on each other, especially under the edges of both pieces of their bikinis. Kay and Sophie were still in the water.
I finished cutting the grass and was hot and sweaty. What I would normally do would be to take my t-shirt off and dive into the pool, but as Alicia had her friends over, I didn’t want to crash her party. As I went past the girls, I asked if everyone was OK for drinks and Alicia piped up, “We’re all ok, thanks. Hey dad, aren’t you gonna cool off in the pool like you normally do?”. I told her that I didn’t want to embarrass her. She said “that’s OK dad, you know everyone here”. So I took my T-shirt off and in I dived.
“Nice dive, Mr Johnson” Fay commented.
“Thanks”
“Can you teach me to dive like that please, Mr Johnson?”
“OK, no problem. One thing everyone, I appreciate the respect in calling me Mr. Johnson, but you are all making me feel so old. For those of you that don’t know, call me Ray.”
“What do you want me to do” said Fay.
“Stand on the side of the pool, and show me what you know”
So out she climbed, and I stared yet again as she seemed to pull herself out in slow motion. As water cascaded down her body, over her beautiful ass, then down her long legs and off of her ankles and toes. She stood up and turned around, again in slow motion as I checked her out from her toes up her long legs to her bikini covered pussy, across her wonderful midriff, and then those tits. Her nipples were threatening to break out through the material. She then coughed, drawing my attention to her face across which had broken out the most amazing smile. It would appear that she had deliberately taken her time so that I could get a good look at her and here I was, busted. I moved backwards and she waited for me to tell her what to do.
“Stand with your toes on the edge of the pool, put your hands straight up, bend your legs and start to lean forward, Just as you are losing balance, straighten your legs and launch yourself. Now you try it”.
Fay then proceeded to do one of the best dives that I had ever seen even down to the pointed toes on entry. As she came back up and broke the surface of the water, a normal look upon her face, I still wasn’t sure what I had just witnessed. It was then that the others all burst out laughing. Alicia shouted out in between fits of laughter, to say “Fay is in the school swimming team and is one of the best swimmers in esenler escort the county”. Fay came over and stood up facing me.
“I am sorry, I just couldn’t resist, I hope you aren’t mad with me”
“Of course not….That was probably one of the best dives that I have seen”. Fay said something back to me and I realised that I was staring again and hadn’t heard her. That enigmatic smile spread across her face letting me know that she had caught me again. What on earth was I thinking as she was only 13 years old, but I felt like a naughty child caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
“Ray,” she said again, “could you get me a drink please?” The others all wanted a drink as well and it would seem that I had my escape. Collecting the glasses, I went into the kitchen, put the glasses down and went to the fridge. On opening the fridge door, I took the lemonade out and as I closed the door, there stood Fay, again with a smile on her face.
“Sorry about playing a trick on you, I hope you’re not angry with me?” “No, it was fine” I said, and went to walk past her but she stayed her ground.
“Ray, do you like my bikini? I saw you checking me out a couple of times.” I should have said that she was young enough to be my daughter but all I said was that it was very nice.
“I don’t mean nice, I mean do you think it’s sexy?” I couldn’t believe that she would ask me a question like that. How could I diplomatically answer that without upsetting her?
“All of you girls look great in your bikinis” was all I could think of saying.
“But do we look sexy?”
“You are all young girls and you shouldn’t be thinking like that yet”.
“But we all like to be noticed by boys, even Sophie, and why do you think that your daughter got you to buy her a new bikini?” I must admit that I had already had that thought and was pleased that there were no boys there to contend with. I gave in to my thoughts, hoping that she wouldn’t go running out to the others.
“I think that you all look very sexy in your bikinis” hoping that this would suffice in what for me was becoming more, and more awkward. That seemed to please her and she turned and went back out to the rest of the girls.
If she was older, I wouldn’t hesitate about making a pass at her, but at only 13, I wasn’t going to let that happen. I took the drinks out to the girls who all thanked me, but what I got from Fay was what can only be interpreted as a mischievous grin. I would have to watch myself around this beautiful girl very carefully.
By now the sun was at its hottest that even the sun worshipers among the girls couldn’t take the heat anymore, so they all went inside to use the X-box and chill out. This gave me a chance to cool down in the pool and try to gather my thoughts. I climbed out and lay down to let the sun dry me. It would appear that I had drifted off as I felt pressure on the sun lounger, knowing that someone had just sat on the edge. I turned and wasn’t in the least bit surprised to find Fay looking at me.
“You are going to burn if you lay out in this sun, do you want me to put some cream on you?” she said, whilst putting cream into her hand. She then started rubbing her hands on my back. It felt like little electric shocks running down my spine and I suddenly became aware that I was starting to get hard.
esenyurt escort “I don’t think this is a good idea, do you?” I said, feebly, enjoying the feelings I was getting. She then moved down to my legs, which was fine down by my feet, but when she got to my shorts, her hands seemed to be going further and further under my shorts. I couldn’t believe how forward she was and realised that even though I was enjoying it, I had to put a stop to it, before one of the girls caught us.
“Fay, as much as I am enjoying this, this is so wrong. You are so young and I don’t think you realise what an effect that you have seem to be having on me. I think you should go and join the others”. I started to turn over, as my hard on was subsiding, and realised that she was smiling. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing. The only way that I could think of dealing with this was to stand up, pick her up in my arms and throw her into the deep end to give myself some breathing space. As she came to the surface, she was still smiling, so I shrugged and disappeared up to my room. What I failed to realise was How determined she was going to be.
I turned the shower on, took my shorts off, and realised I was still semi hard, so with the thought of what had happened, and what might have happened, I got into the shower and started soaping myself. All of a sudden, I had a feeling that I wasn’t alone and turned around to be confronted by a vision of loveliness. There was Fay, still with a smile that could melt an iceberg. She untied the strings on her bikini top and let it drop to the floor.
There were two of the most wonderful breasts that I had ever seen. She walked forward and joined me in the shower, and even though I knew it was so wrong, I cupped both of her tits. They felt wonderful, but as I was trying to work out how to get out of this situation, I felt a hand on my prick. As she started to pump my hard on, she looked into my eyes and said “you know that you want this as much as I do, so stop fighting it and enjoy”. She knelt down in front of me and whilst holding my prick in both hands, she slipped it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head as she sucked on it. I looked down and putting my hands gently on her head, couldn’t believe what was happening. I knew I was just about to come and told her, but she just kept on sucking. I came in her sweet mouth and she started swallowing as much as she could, but some dribbled out of the sides and onto her tits. She licked me completely clean, and stood up. I bent down to her tits and sucked on a nipple, cleaning them of the small amount of cum that had dripped onto them
“Did you enjoy that?” she said, and bent down to pick up her top. I helped her back into it, after cupping her tits again.
“It was fantastic, but we shouldn’t have done that. Where did you learn to do it?”
“I have been sucking my brother off for a couple of years now. I just thought I would like to try a man. I have fancied you but haven’t had the chance before. There isn’t time to take this any further now as the girls might miss me, but you need to return the favour”. She then gave my prick another squeeze, stood on tiptoes to kiss me on the lips, and then ran out of the bathroom. Watching her go, I had a pang of guilt but overriding this was the enjoyment of her rear view. She had a perfect peach of a bum. In actual fact, everything seemed to be perfect on her. What was I going to do about it?
I finished showering and got dressed in t-shirt and swim shorts, tidied up and went downstairs with a smile on my face.

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She knelt on the floor waiting for his return. She was dressed as ordered in a lacey white baby doll nighty that was so sweet and innocent, she felt like she was ready for a slumber party and not to serve her master. She was though, in fact, waiting to be used by him in any way that pleased him. She always was.

She did not know why this outfit tonight except that he had bought it for her and told her to be wearing it. No makeup, no hair spray, her hair was in twin pig tails and tied with red ribbon. Her legs were bare and shaved and she had fuzzy bunny slippers on. She felt sorta silly at first but she was beginning to enjoy it and sucked on a blow pop she found in the box while she waited.

She heard him coming up the stairs outside and got to her knees. She was suddenly nervous and she couldn’t explain why. The outfit, it was so pretty and lacey and soft and virginal…it made her feel the same way. She felt almost like a virgin waiting for him.

The key hit the lock and with a click the dead bolt slipped back. She watched as the handle turned in slow motion and then the door swung in. She was grinning and waiting as he stepped in to their apartment carrying a box. He was smiling at her as he swung the door closed.

“Hiya.” she said feeling very silly and giggly.

“Hiya.” he said and grinned.

“Did ya bring me pwesents?” She asked looking at the box.

“Uh huh.” He nodded.

She grinned and felt all tingly. “Pwesents for me?” She was grinning and giggling.

“Yes, baby, presents for you.”

“What did ya get me?” She said around her blow pop loli in her mouth.

“Hmmmmm…how about a kiss hello first? Then presents.”

She jumped up and ran to him and kissed him all over his face, the wet sticky blow pop kisses made him laugh. She made an exaggerated shocked look at the mess she made of him and then plopped back down to the floor.

“Pwesents!” she called out gleefully, holding her arms open for the box.

He laughed and wiped a bit of especially wet blow pop kiss from his face and walked to her and handed çekmeköy escort her the box. It was a big cardboard box. She looked at it, obviously wanting to tear it open but she looked up to him for permission. He nodded and she pulled the top open and saw another package inside, all wrapped up pretty in shiny paper.

“You got me a box?” She asked.

He laughed, “No baby you open that one too.”

“Double pwesents for me!” She called out and even had to laugh at herself as she said it. She grabbed the box and began to rip the wrapping paper open. Inside was a wooden box.

“You did get me a box.” She said, a lil crestfallen.

“No baby, you open that box too. It’s inside.”

“Oh…heh I knew dat.” She turned the box to face her and opened it.

That was when the baby talk stopped. She gasped and swallowed hard and looked up at him. He was grinning and nodded to her. She felt a tear welling up in her eyes as she placed the box on the floor and gently took out the contents.

She was trying not to cry as she took out the solid silver collar inside. It was hammered silver and ornamented with glyphs and patterns of Celtic design. The lock on the clasp was open and waited for her. She was shaking as she looked back up at him and tried to smile without crying.

“Pwesents.” she managed to get out before tears slipped down her face.

“Pwesents for baby.” He nodded.

“Put it on me?” She held it up to him.

“Not yet baby.” He took it and set it back in the box. “Tonight…before the collar comes the claim.”

She smiled and nodded.

“Tonight you are my little virgin. Never claimed…never owned. Tonight I make you mine.”

“Already yours.” She answered.

“Mmmmm then tonight, it becomes official.” He said and grabbed her sweet innocent nightie and tore it open, her heavy breasts spilling out. She squealed in shock as the fabric ripped. Off balance for a moment she fell back onto the floor and lay there, one breast hanging out, the other still covered.

He stood and took off his çeşme escort belt and undid his pants. As they slid down she could see his aching hard on pressing against his boxer shorts. He kicked the pants off and pulled off his shoes in sox at once. Grabbing his shirt he just pulled and buttons popped off and flew in all directions. He tossed that too over into the corner.

Wearing only his boxers he stood over her. She looked up at him and trembled. Although she was far from a virgin, she felt scared and excited by him, new and untouched in a way. He grabbed his boxers and pulled them down and stood naked, his hard cock actually dipping under it’s own weight, the full 9 inches rising and falling with his breathing.

She licked her lips and wanted to suck him but she waited, she did not presume to know what he wished. She felt her pussy growing hot and wet as she stared up at him, his cock seeming enormous at this angle. Inhumanly large.

“Mine.” He growled and she was about to answer him that yes she was his, when he grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard. It lost the edge off the erection, going just slightly soft. As it did he smiled an evil grin and she wondered what he was going to do…

His piss hit her chest, wetting down the white lace and satin. She squealed and was about to protest when another long squirt of piss showered her hips and legs. She was so shocked she didn’t know what to say. He was pissing a steady stream now and washing over her, all the time he was growling “Mine,” over and over.

She understood it then, he was marking his territory. She got on her hands and knees and presented her ass, his piss soaking it and her back almost immediately. The splatter was in her hair and her face, he washed her all over with a stream of hot urine. He covered her with his scent.

The feeling of the piss dripping from her body and the wet fabric was somehow incredibly sensual. As he drained himself on her she got to her knees and with eyes closed, presented her face for a final grunting blast of urine. She fought the cihangir escort gag reflex and allowed the hot liquid to wash over her and completely cover her. She was his, marked head to toe with his scent.

As she blew out hard and wiped her face he growled and leapt on her. She squealed again, his weight pushing her down to the floor fast. She was trying to struggle out of instinct as his hands grabbed the wet fabric and began shredding it off her body. She moaned and twisted and he ripped her pussy free. Not even bothering to get her fully nude, he shoved his cock into her wet pussy through the ripped crotch.

As his full length split her in two she screamed out, the cock feeling so huge. She cried out as he popped her cherry again, thrusting until his balls slapped her ass. Grabbing the fabric around her crotch that clung to his cock, he ripped that free in one long strand and used it to tie one of her hands. He grabbed the other hand and tied her hands over her head.

Now he fucked her hard and fast, the wetness on the floor making her slip and slide from the impact of his thrusts. She moaned and groaned as he fucked her as hard as he could, finally lifting her ass up so he could get in even deeper. Each full thrust was painfully, his cock stretched her tiny little pussy to the very limits.

She watched his face as he slammed into her again and again, his normally sweet face so hard with hunger. He spread her legs apart wide and fucked her deep, just taking her however he wanted and however felt best.

Throwing his head back he cried out a deep menacing growl and then slammed into her hard and began to shoot his load of cum. Hot sticky cum filled her and over filled her pussy. She sobbed and shook as her body reacted and she came as well. Their orgasms intense, and taking their breath away.

He collapsed on her and bit her neck hard before growling in her ear. “Miiiiinnnneeee.”

She nodded.

He reached out and grabbed the collar and lifted up off her. She raised her head up and he clicked the collar in place and fastened the lock. “Mine. Forever Mine.” He panted at her.

She nodded.

She shook as an after shock rumbled through her body and lay in the mess on the floor. She was defiled, scented, filled, and claimed. Daddy brought the bestest presents.

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“Enough Time Now”
1
Jeremy Bynes doesn’t know how to say it, exactly. He has been trying to say it for minutes. Every time the sentence forms on the tip of his tongue and he’s about to open his mouth and spill it out, he loses his confidence and snaps his jaws shut again. But Holden is patient. Holden is older than Jeremy, about two years older. It’s not much of a gap; it’s big enough for patience and maturity to leak through.
“Here man.” Holden offers a perspiring bottle of water to Jeremy. “Just take a deep breath.”
Jeremy does just that. Deep breath in, deep sigh. After that little exercise he chugs water, relishing the painful numbness in his throat.
“I’m sorry,” he chokes. “I just….I just can’t word it right, you know? Fuck, I’m sorry.”
“No problem.” Holden takes the bottle back, caps it, stuffs it in his back pocket. The day is unbearably humid. He’s sweating profusely, his shirt collar already soaked. His bangs are clumped on his shiny forehead. Sweat is even running down his lower back, no doubt pooling in his ass crack like a miniature river bed.
But he is very patient.
“Is it because you’ll think I’ll judge you? Fuck that, man,” Holden says. He dabs at the bridge of his nose with one sleeve. “Fuck that. You know me.”
“I know, but-“
“But just tell me,” Holden pushes gently. Never a rough push. Holden knows that Jeremy is on the edge, and a rough push is the last thing he needs. Instead he needs a gentle tug backward until his feet are touching concrete ground.
“Okay, Holden. Okay. It’s just really tough. I could tell you online. That’s the thing. I could tell you online because I can’t see your fucking reaction. But now….now it’s like I’m so exposed and shit. Give me a cigarette.”
“I quit,” Holden says.
“Yeah, right. Fuck.”
A long pause. Jeremy holds up his index finger and middle-finger as if a cigarette resides there. “Okay, Holden. Dude. I’m trying.”
They are standing outside in Holden’s backyard, which is well-kept and cozy, if not a little too small. Roses over there under the windowsill; dandelions sprouting right over there next to the dilapidated swing set Holden’s dad put together back in the early 90’s. There’s plenty of time left because summer has just unfolded and senior year is millenniums away. Plenty of time to lose your virginity and get drunk in the park when it’s dark and tell your best friend – your best friend since fucking Kindergarten – a deep dark secret to end all deep dark secrets. Holden chuckles to himself. That phrase reeks of middle-school, but there’s no other way to put it. Generally secrets aren’t bright and shallow.
Jeremy clears his throat for perhaps the tenth time. Then he began: “Okay. Uh, you remember when I told you all that shit about Nikki? That she told me she was bi at Frank Weakland’s party?”
Holden gropes. Nikki. Nikki who? Nikki Fincher? Mellon? Does it fucking matter? “Sure,” he says. A featureless girl with a blank face materializes in front of his mind’s eye. The details will fall into place later. As for now, it just doesn’t fucking matter.
“Well, at first it really bugged me. It really bugged me, but I don’t know why. Like it was like Nikki was my daughter, right, nd she just told me that she was pregnant or fucking every guy on the Football team or something. I was just disappointed, that’s all, I guess.” Jeremy took out a pack of gum and popped a piece in his mouth. “It’s stupid, I know. But I loved Nikki, and when I was dating her, everything she told me about her sex life bugged me. You ever see Chasing Amy?”
“Nope,” Holden says. “It’s a Kevin Smith movie, right?”
“Yeah. There’s one character that flips on his girlfriend when he finds out about her past. It bugged the shit out of him. It’s like that. I can’t explain it.
“Anyway, I let it go. But then it hit me. I’m so hypocritical. I’m so stupid and I know it’s just going to weird you out.”
Holden sighed. But he was still so patient. “It’s not going to. Just say it. You’re so close.”
“I’m a hypocrite because….I’m bisexual too.”
The sentence – the sentence that took Jeremy so long to say – hangs in the air like smoke. Holden stands with his hands in his pockets. His heart is beating fast. This is probably what Jeremy felt that night at Frank Weakland’s party, when Nikki (probably tipsy on cheap vodka) came out as bi. It doesn’t have a name. It’s shock; it’s anger; it’s sadness, all rolled in one. So many emotions that pinning a name on it would just be ridiculous.
Jeremy senses Holden’s shock, his anger, his sadness. He hangs his head and starts crying. It breaks the silence, at least.
Holden is almost grateful.
“Oh, God,” Jeremy moans. His face is hidden behind his hands. His shoulders are trembling. “You fucking said…you fucking said you’d no-not get creeped out. Fuck!”
Holden stares off in the distance instead of replying. He sees some neighbors lounging out on their porches, sipping lemonade behind their paperback novels. A dog is galloping back and forth, getting soaked by a sprinkler. It’s hard to believe buca escort these things are still unbroken – still functioning. For Holden Poupel, the world should have paused and broke when Jeremy uttered, “I’m a hypocrite because….I’m bisexual too.”

2
The tables have turned. Now Holden is trying to explain.
Two hours have passed since Jeremy found enough courage to tell Holden his deep dark secret. His face is puffy and pink from crying too much. The water bottle is stuck between his lap, nearly empty.
And he’s patient – just like Holden.
“I don’t know why I felt that,” Holden is saying. “It was like the world was ending.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Jeremy props his feet up on the porch railing. Holden’s parents have gone to sleep. There’s still plenty of time for explanations. It’s a day full of explanations. “Like when Nikki told me she was bi, it felt like I was going to throw up.”
“I’m sorry. I just…why didn’t you tell me before?”
That was the basis of it. Holden felt betrayed somehow; out of the loop, if there ever was one. Why hadn’t Jeremy told him earlier? Why now?
Jeremy pauses. “I was scared. And I just realized it recently. Nikki kind of gave me the confidence. It’s weird. It’s, uh, complicated.”
He’s lying, Holden thinks. Not recently. It’s been going on for awhile. And he didn’t tell me.
“You shouldn’t have kept it inside, man. That’s not good for you. I was here all the time. You could’ve-“
Jeremy suddenly picks up the water bottle and tosses it off the porch. “Yeah, dude. I could’ve. I could have, but I didn’t. What’s the point of going back and trying to fucking change it? Fuck. I’m sorry I didn’t confide in you when I started liking cock. It’s just not something I’m proud of. Fuck.”
For a moment Holden thinks Jeremy will start crying again. But the tears have dried up. Another silent moment crawls by.
“I’m just…” Holden begins. “I’m just trying to figure this out. Like you said, it’s complicated.”
But no. It isn’t complicated. Holden knows what he needs to say. If he says it, it’ll uncomplicated things. A simple concept. But no. He can’t say it. He can’t –
A vivid image suddenly pops in Holden’s head. It’s so bright and pure, Holden thinks he’ll go blind. And it’s all just a memory. Someone dims the lights and he can make out the scenery. A beach. Vacant. A beach towel has been laid out, and it’s baking in the sun because no one is there to shade it with their body. Then Jeremy and Holden enter from stage left. Holden is fifteen and Jeremy is about thirteen. It’s his birthday. The Holden watching this memory unfold knows this because Jeremy is wearing a paper birthday hat.
The two friends since Kindergarten shake out the towel. They sit down, inseparable. They’re holding hands and smiling and brushing sand off each other’s bodies.
I knew it was wrong, Holden thinks, eyes closed, watching this memory as if it were an old nostalgic film. I was fifteen. I knew it was wrong to hold his hand but I didn’t care. It wasn’t wrong to me.
When all that pesky sand is gone, Holden reaches in his pocket and pulls out a small handheld radio. He turns the knob and settles for George Harrison’s version of “If Not For You”. Holden sings along while Jeremy stares down at his hand, Holden’s fingers. It was his idea to hold hands. He brought it up in McDonald’s, when Jeremy’s mom and dad were ordering the food. Holden couldn’t make up his mind at first. Then Jeremy took his hand under the table. That decided him.
“This is wrong,” Holden had said. His heart felt like it was going to explode because it was beating too fast. His face had gone red, and his penis had twitched to life and slowly rose against his jeans. “It’s gay. It aint good.”
“It feels good,” Jeremy had said.
And that’s all.
No one is on the beach to witness what happens next. Perhaps that’s a good thing. Perhaps it’s unfortunate that no one was there to witness that beautiful, unprecedented event begin and end, come alive and die off.
Jeremy lets go of Holden’s hand. Holden looks down in surprise. He glances up at Jeremy. He doesn’t have time to say anything. Jeremy leans forward and kisses him, right on the lips. Jeremy’s eyes are squinted shut, but Holden decides to keep his open. He needs to see everything to believe it. The sight of Jeremy’s puckered, sour face is so comical that Holden has to stifle laughter. He doesn’t want to ruin the moment for Jeremy. For both of them.
The moment lasts for about thirty minutes. Occasionally Jeremy will break off to take a swig of soda and let Holden wipe droll from his chin. Then it’s back on.
Holden falls back on the towel. Jeremy is very skinny, but at that moment he feels extremely heavy and warm. Electricity is coursing through Holden’s body, and Jeremy is the lighting rod. Ten more minutes. Five. The world around them – the beach, the sand, the handheld radio – has been forgotten, and the only thing that matters now is the heaviness, the electricity, the wetness. Jeremy senses something hard pushing çağlayan escort against his bare chest. He wants to see it and do something to it, but he’s not sure. He is aware of masturbation, but doing it to someone else is foreign terrain.
Holden knows exactly what to do. And this knowledge ends everything, halts everything, stops every wheel. He pulls back and stares up at his friend almost apologetically. “No. Not that. This is weird, Jeremy. No. Get off for a second.”
Jeremy cries in protest. He gets to his feet, not even bothering to conceal his respectable boner.
“Yes! It’s okay. I know what’s going on and I want to do it.”
“No!” Holden snaps, tuning the handheld radio for something to do.
Jeremy grabs his shoulders, spins him around, kisses him; kisses his forehead and nose and eyes and ears. “Please, please, plea-“
But the scene is getting fuzzy. A white light is blowing it away, melting the strip of film. Forty-five minutes. That’s all they had. That’s all the time they had.
3
Now they have all the time in the world.
Holden comes back to reality slowly. He remembers bits and pieces of the present. He knows he is sitting on a porch swing, and he knows Jeremy is beside him. He has returned from a trip to the beach. He has to shake the sand out of his clothing because the memory was so vivid.
“Dude, what’s wrong?” Jeremy asks.
Nothing is wrong. And that’s an understatement. Things are beginning to click. Something is returning and it’s making its home in Holden’s chest, his stomach, the rest of his organs. He can’t name it, but if he had to he’d call it HAPPINESS, or maybe FREEDOM.
He loves Jeremy. He knows this for a fact, and he can’t deny it any longer. The two of them had created something that day on the beach – the thing called HAPPINESS and FREEDOM. But over time it had died from neglect.
Now….it was alive. Perhaps it had never died. Perhaps it had just decided to sink in the shadows of their subconscious minds, waiting for the perfect instance to come out of hiding.
Now is the time….
“I love you,” Holden blurts out. He doesn’t realize he has spoken until he sees Jeremy’s shocked, pale expression. “I love you, man. Really.”
“Man…I…I-“
“Remember that day on the beach?”
Now Jeremy looks as white as a bone. His lips are trembling. “Wh-what?”
“That day on the beach. It was three years ago. We were happy and we were free and then we had to put it all away because it was wrong. Everyone else told us it was wrong because other people told them it was wrong. It’s all just one big fucking rumor. It’s right. It’s all right.”
Jeremy takes Holden’s arm, squeezes hard. Holden winces, but still Jeremy doesn’t let up.
“Holden. What the hell are you saying?” The last word was lost behind a veil of fresh tears. Jeremy started crying all over again. Soon his lap was damp with quarter-sized teardrops.
“You know what I’m saying. You know. I love you. When you said that shit about being bi it all cam flooding back. It sounds stupid. It’s not, and you know it and you love me too.”
Holden catches his breath. His hands are shaking. Jeremy continues to sob into his hands.
He has no clue what Holden is talking about, and yet he does. That day on the beach unlocked so many things. Time had buried so many of those things, but the wind was blowing in their favor, and all those lost treasures were becoming visible again. They were quite dusty and rusty, but…they were there.
“Holden, I love you too. But why did it all come back? Why is it back? Why-“
“I really don’t know,” Holden says. “It all clicked in when you said that. It’s weird. It’s fucking scary. But I’m not stopping it again.”
“I won’t either,” Jeremy says. “I’m not stupid.”
The sun is peering at them from behind a bruised cloud. All the neighborhood sounds are still floating down to them on the sweet air. Time is slipping by. Time is on their side but it won’t be for long.
Jeremy’s hand slips down Holden’s arm. He wraps his fingers around Holden’s. He squeezes, but not too hard.
“It’s like being high,” he says. He has only smoked pot two or three times, but he knows what he’s talking about.”
“Yeah,” Holden says. “Better than that shit. What are we going to do? We’re not going to let it go this time.”
Jeremy thinks with his eyes closed. He likes the darkness, especially when he’s thinking. It draws you in and makes you focus.
His eyes spring open. He gets up from the porch swing and walks inside Holden’s house. Holden follows.
He doesn’t have a choice. Time is running out. If they don’t seize the moment now, they might lose everything.
4
No sand this time; just crisp, clean sheets and a furry blanket. Jeremy slips his tongue through Holden’s pursed lips, stroking the roof of his mouth. A moan escapes. A t-shirt is flung across the bedroom.
Jeremy – shirtless, wearing nothing but his boxers – unbuckles Holden’s belt. One notch at a time. He grips Holden’s stiff cock with a free hand and starts up a rhythm he has used çankaya escort on himself since he first discovered masturbation at the age of fourteen. It’s good enough for Holden. He’s arching his back, gripping the sheets around him, gnawing his lower lip.
Off with Holden’s jeans. They too are flung across the bedroom and land near Jeremy’s t-shirt.
Jeremy sucks at the fabric covering Holden’s dick. He immediately senses stickiness and saltiness near the tip. Pre cum. Just delicious. He laps at it, making the stain even worse. Now it looks as though Holden has pissed himself. And Holden is trembling with pleasure.
Off with the Fruit of the Looms. Holden’s perfect 6 inch cock flops out, and Jeremy gobbles it up as if it is about to disappear. He sucks with his eyes closed (always with his eyes closed), working the tip with his tongue, stroking the lower part with both hands.
Holden is fucking going crazy. He’s tossing and turning. He lifts his legs and presses his thighs up against Jeremy’s head, closing Jeremy’s ears. That’s perfectly fine. Silence – like darkness – makes him concentrate. And right now he needs to concentrate on his first ever blowjob. His first will definitely not be his last. He can taste Holden’s pre-cum. The saltiness of it; the thickness. Jeremy bops his head back and forth, back and forth. His hair is flailing, he’s bobbing so hard.
“Hey, hey, I’m cumming!” Holden whimpers.
“Gooff,” Jeremy says around Holden’s cock.
He doesn’t slow down. He doesn’t speed up. His rhythm is so perfect, Holden can’t feel his legs. His pelvic region is buzzing. He feels the build up, and he bites down so hard on his lip he sees black spots.
“Ah! I’m-I’m cum-“
“Goof!” Jeremy says. And then he coughs as a jet of cum hits his throat. And another. And another, until Jeremy’s entire mouth is full. He looks up and sees Holden’s sweaty face, his forehead now building with veins.
Jeremy gets up, kisses his friend since Kindergarten, and swallows. The cum doesn’t go down without a fight. There’s a terrible moment when Jeremy thinks he’s going to throw up. But the moment passes quickly enough. He sits on Holden’s naked and damp lap, playing with his cock, which is still convulsing.
“Your turn, bub,” Jeremy says.
5
Jeremy is on all fours, his heart-shaped ass sticking up in the air. His asshole is winking at Holden, a perfect pinkish red. Holden wonders if Jeremy has ever shoved anything up his ass before.
Well, there’s a first for everything.
“Alright,” Holden says, adjusting the condom on his dick and applying extra lube. Better safe than sorry. “I’m going to do it slow. Tell me when to speed up, okay?”
Jeremy nods against the pillow he was clutching. “Just please do it. I’m fucking so horny, I going to pass out.”
Holden approaches slowly and aims the tip of his cock at Jeremy’s asshole. He swallows. Inserts. Jeremy gasps and rocks forward a bit.
“You okay?” Holden asked.
“Ye-yeah. Just go.”
Holden shoves it in a little farther, about an inch. Once again Jeremy rocks and gasps, but the gasp is more out of pleasure than surprise, which is good. He slips it in farther. Father. Now the entire head of his cock is gone, buried inside Jeremy.
“Ju-just put all of it in.” Jeremy’s voice sounds muffled. He’s biting at the pillow. “Go on.”
Holden sighs, slips it in until his pubic hair brushes against Jeremy’s asscrack.
“Ah!”
Holden starts thrusting. Slow. Slow, but gaining speed. Jeremy cries out, gets on his elbows and looks back at Holden, looks him square in the eyes. He’s pleading. More. More.
He gives Jeremy more. He speeds up until the sound of bed springs creaking fills the air. His thighs slap against Jeremy’s. He moans as the buildup starts all over again, dwarfing the last one. This time it feels enormous.
“Oh, fuck me!” Jeremy cries. “Harder! Ah, GOD!”
Holden watches Jeremy’s ass jiggle. He watches his cock slide in and out. Hide and seek. Thrust and repeat. He feels his tip jabbing at something squishy and incredibly warm. It is the target. Holden closes his eyes and cocks his head back. He’s in love, and that loving feeling is mixing with the urge to cum. And Holden feels nauseous because it almost feels too good.
“I’m going to cum, Holden! FUCK ME!”
He follows orders until it feels like his cock is about to burst. He thrusts, slows down momentarily. And thrusts harder than ever.
Jeremy reaches back and spreads his cheeks. His dick is head banging and spraying cum everywhere. Nothing is safe on the bed. Even the headboard gets sprayed.
Holden pulls out, peels off the condom (trying not to notice he small fragment of shit on the tip) and releases all over Jeremy’s back. Some cum hits Jeremy’s hair, his earlobe. But it doesn’t matter now. They have all the time in the world to clean up.
Holden hugs Jeremy from behind, rubbing his dick on his ass cheeks.
“It’s time for a shower,” he says, exhausted.
“It’s time for a nap,” Jeremy replies.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:
I apologize if there are any inconsistencies with past tenses and present tenses. I had to publish this thing quickly, and I didn’t have time for revisions. Plus, I basically do revisions while I write the first draft, anyway. I know that’s a horrid habit, but I can’t kick it.

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