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 Coolness: 2749630 | Some girl called me a pervert today so I figured I would post some stories for her... You know who you are... Hopefully your not too horrified...
From an339433@anon.penet.fi Sun Aug 18 12:41:25 1996 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Young Stuff by J.J. (m/f, Rape) From: an339433@anon.penet.fi (The Mudshark) Date: Sun, 18 Aug 1996 19:41:25 UTC This is a work of fiction. The opinions and beliefs on the characters, are not necessarily those of the author. All criticism and encouragement accepted. Young Stuff by Jefferson James Some guys go on and on about 'young stuff'. But, in my opinion, it ain't nothing special. Just after I got out of college, I had this job as a security guard at a concert hall. I was well suited for the job, being 6'3" and weighing in at nearly 300 lbs. Sporting a full beard and tatoos, wearing blue jeans and Harley Davidson T-shirts, I even looked the part. One night, I was watching one of the back doors. The show was some teenage heart throb band. The place was crawling with little girls. Most of them were around the front and sides of the building, but there was a small crowd near my door. They were hanging back a ways hoping to catch a glimpse of their favorite band member. One of them came up to me. She couldn't have been more than 11 or 12 years old. She had long, straight, sandy brown hair and big green eyes. Her lipstick was bright red and her eye makeup was way over done. She was wearing a pair of slutty-looking hot pants and a mid-driff top. They probably belonged to a friend or an older sister. Obviously, she was trying to look older than she was. "Please, Mister, I got to get backstage," she said in a high, squeaky voice. "I've just got to!" "No way," I told her. "Not without a stage pass." As she stood there lying to me about how she lost her pass, and how she had a very important message to deliver to her idol, the wife of one of the roadies came up. I gave her a quick smile, and opened the door for her. "Hey, she didn't have a pass," the girl complained. "How come you let her in?" I decided it was my turn to lie to her. "She's a groupie," I told her. "She gets to go in because she sucks and fucks over half of the lighting crew. She gave me this nervous,wide-eyed look that made me grin. So, I decided to lead her on a little more. "What's your name, kid?" I asked her. "Chrissie," she answered. Then, catching herself, she said, "Christine." "Well, Chrissie, some girls want to get backstage worse than others." She didn't say anything. She just stood there giving me that same dumb look. I was starting to get bored with her. So, I figured I'd scare her off. "Listen, Chrissie, you're a grownup girl, and you got a pretty mouth. Are you willing to make use of that mouth to get yourself backstage?" I asked, squeezing my dick through the front of my jeans. "Are you willing to suck my dick?" But, instead of running off, she lowered her head and stood there thinking for a second or two. Then, slowly looking from side to side, making sure no one else had heard me, she nodded and whispered, "Yes." Now it was my turn to stand there with a dumb look on my face. I couldn't believe she was actually going to give me a blowjob to get backstage. "Ok," I said, fumbling with the door. "Follow me." Once we were inside, I found someone to cover for me, then I took Chrissie to one of the rooms used for storing stage props. Flipping on the light, I closed and locked the door. Chrissie was shaking like a leaf. She was trying her best to look calm, but she was obviously shook up. I could tell she was having second thoughts. Grinning at her, I reached out and felt her little titties. She let out a small gasp and backed away from me. "Come on, relax," I told her. "You're acting like you've never had a guy touch your tits." Then, motioning for her to lift her top, I said, "Quit acting like a little girl. Let me see your titties. I ain't got all day." Telling her she was acting like the kid she was, had just the affect I knew it would; making her try to prove me wrong. Giving me a defiant glare, she slowly lifted the front of her top. She wasn't even wearing a real bra. It was one of those training bras. I motioned again, and she pulled it up, too, exposing --for what I knew must be the first time ever-- her little titties. They were barely tits at all. They were just small mounds of flesh with tiny, little nipples. But, this time, when I reached out and touched them, she didn't back away. In fact, she actually pushed her chest out a little, as if she were proud of what she had. As I squeezed one of her titties, I lowered my face to the other and started sucking on it. She gasped again, but didn't move. "I'm not a little girl," she whispered. I knew she was trying to convince herself, as much as she was trying to convince me. I'm sure she didn't mean to encourage me, but it had that affect. I decided to push my luck a little further. Pulling my mouth from her stiff, little nipple, I smiled, and said, "You sure aren't, Christine. If you were a little girl, you wouldn't be here right now." I started sucking on her tit again, still squeezing the other, keeping my eyes on her face. She gave me a little self-satisfied smile, and I knew it was time to make my move. I slid my other hand in between her legs, and started feeling her up. She let out a whimper and closed her legs a little, but she didn't pull away or say a word. She just stood there as I rubbed her pussy and sucked her tits. After a couple of minutes, I was so hot I was about to cream in my jeans. Releasing her, I took my dick out of my pants, and told her, "Ok, Chrissie, get on your knees. It's time for you to put that pretty little mouth of your's to work. Time to pay for your stage pass. I know she felt like she had already done enough to be backstage. She stood there for the longest time, licking her lips, thinking it over, looking at my hardon with a look of dread on her face. I was sure she was going to change her mind and back out. Reaching out, I took hold of her shoulders and gently pushed her toward the floor. "Ok, ok," she said, nodding her head several times. Then, she knelt down, took hold of my dick, put it in her mouth, and started sucking. She didn't give me an actual blowjob. She didn't play with my balls, stroke my dick, or even move her head. She just sucked on my dick like it was a straw. But, I didn't want to discourage her. So, rather than tell her what she was doing wrong, I decided to face-fuck her. Gripping her head firmly, I started working my hips back and forth, sliding my dick in and out of her hot, little mouth. At first, I went easy on her, fucking her mouth slow and shallow. But, I couldn't take it for long. I started ramming my dick into her deeper and deeper, moving my hips faster and faster. She whimpered a couple times, then made some gurgling and choking noises as I shot my wad in her mouth and down her throat. When I let go of her head, she pulled her mouth off my dick, coughing and sputtering, giving me this nasty look. "You didn't tell me you were go to shoot sperm in my mouth," she whined, wiping her mouth with her hand. I just laughed at her. "Everyone knows, being a cocksucker means swallowing a guy's scum," I said, helping her to her feet. "So, do you want to see the band's dressing room, now?" She let out this little girlish squeal. "Really?" she asked, tugging her bra and top into place. "Sure," I told her. "From the sounds of things, their on stage right now. We can go to their dressing room and wait for them." Taking her by the hand, I led her out the door and down the hall. I didn't really take her to the band's dressing room. I took her to another one instead. She didn't know the difference, and I wasn't as likely to lose my job if we got caught. She ran around the room like a kid in a candy store, collecting matchbooks and strands of hair from the dressing table. I gave her a few minutes. She was bubbling over with excitement. And I was enjoying watching her bounce around the room in those tight, skimpy hotpants. When she had calmed down a little, I took her by the arms, and started backing her toward the sofa at the rear of the room. Grinning at the look of confusion on her face, I told her, "Coming in here, Chrissie, is going to cost you extra." Seeing the bulge in the front of my jeans, she started shaking her head from side to side saying, "No! No, I'm not sucking it, again. Let me go!" "You aren't going anywhere," I told her, forcing her to lie on her back. "You owe me. And, you're going to pay up." It only took one hand to pin her upper body, and the other I shoved into her crotch. As I rubbed her little pussy, she glared at me, saying, "Let me up! I'm not doing it. If you put it in my mouth, I'll bite it." The angry look on her face made me laugh. "I'm not letting you up. And, it's not going in your mouth this time," I said, pulling down her zipper. Suddenly, the look on her face went from anger to panic. She started screaming like a banshee, kicking and fighting for all she was worth. In spite of the fact I was twice her size, it was all I could do to get her little hotpants off. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and she started begging. "Please, don't," she whined. "I'm a virgin." I took my dick out of my pants, and laughed at her. "You won't be for much longer," I said, prying her legs apart. "You're getting your fucking cherry popped." She started yelling again. Because of the noise the band was making, I knew no one would hear her, but I didn't want to hear her either. So, I stuffed her panties in her mouth. Then, I slapped her around a bit to take some of the fight out of her. Her little twat was dry as a bone and tighter than a fist. It felt like I was trying to dig a hole in a sand pile with my dick. After almost a minute of shoving, she started getting a little damp and I was finally able to get in. By now, Chrissie had stopped struggling altogether. She just layed there like a rag doll, staring at the ceiling with a blank look on her face. I rammed my dick in and out of her tight, little twat good and hard, but she didn't make a sound or bat an eye. I was like she was in shock. But, her body was still responding. She was getting nice and wet, and my dick was sliding in and out of her without any resistance. I must have fucked her like that for over five minutes when I heard the door open behind me. Instinctively, I jumped off of her and pulled up my pants. It turned out to be, Rick, a friend of mine. "Jesus Christ!," I said. "You scared the shit out of me. He looked at Chrissie laying there with her legs still spread, and laughed. "...didn't seem to bother your girlfriend," he said, grinning. "She's a groupie," I told him. "I introduced her to her idol. She was so grateful, she offered me a piece of ass. You want some? She won't mind." "Sure," he said. Then, seeing the look on her face, he asked, "What's wrong with her?" I told him I didn't know. "She took some drugs or something. The panties in the mouth were her idea,too," I said, pointing at them. "She said that's how she likes it." Rick shrugged, dropped his pants, and climbed between her legs. Chrissie didn't react at all. She just layed there the whole time he was fucking her. It was like she was in some kind of catatonic state. Rick didn't seem to care. He pumped her furiously for about three minutes, then pulled out and shot his wad on her tits and face. Then, he pulled up his pants, thanked us both, and left. Rather than clean his cum off of her, I took Chrissis and rolled her over on to her belly. Spreading her butt cheeks with my fingers, I started working my way into her tiny, pink, puckered asshole. I had only gotten the head of my dick past her sphincter, when Chrissie started responding. Her butt twitched a couple times, and she began to whimper and groan. I pushed another inch of dick into her ass, and she let out a muffled scream, and started clawing at the sofa. Another inch, and her screams got louder and higher in pitch. Her butt jerked from side to side as she tried to get away from me. Another shove, and I was all the way in. I was finally starting to enjoy myself. She was taking me for one hell of a ride; her ass bucking every which way. It was all I could do to stay in her. As I continued to butt-fuck her, she calmed down a bit, but kept whimpering. I reamed her ass for another couple of minutes and then, pumped it full of cum. When I pulled out, she moaned and collapsed under me. I think she passed out. I don't know if she got fucked any more that night; I left her laying there half naked with her legs spread for anyone who came in. Like I said, some guys like 'young stuff'. But, in my experience, young girls are all like Chrissie. They don't know what to do. They're about as exciting as a wet blanket. Sure, Chrissie was tight. But, in my opinion, she was a pretty lame fuck. The End |
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| Coolness: 2749630 | November 30th 1996...
#################################################################### # This Document was found on mIRC # # in #!!!!!!!!!!sexstories-txt channel. # # Please feel free to share it. This Document # # contains sexual stories, Please do not # # give this to anyone under the age of 17 # # its the law. #!!!!!!!!!!sexstories-txt or # # mIRC is not responsible for the material # # once you take it from This Channel. # # Please do not remove this Banner from any story received here. # #################################################################### "AN INCESTUOUS SLUMBER" By D-man I had married young, mainly due the fact that I had gotten Janet pregnant. Things seemed to work out fine for about five years until Janet informed me that she was leaving me and our little girl Kelly for some rich guy on the west coast. Twelve years later I still hadn't gotten over it completely. I truly loved Janet and probably would still take her back today. Now at 35, my love life is still pretty lame even though I am considered good looking. I am just not a very good conversationalist. It had been at least 6 months since my last sexual encounter, a bar slut who I'd rather forget. It was Friday night, my poker night over at Stu's house. I was doing pretty good, both in my beer drinking and card playing. At 12:30, Stu's wife came out wearing a tight fitting tank top and high cut shorts. I could smell her soft sensual perfume as she whispered something in his ear, her hand disappearing below the table. They were both young, Stu about 28 and Sandy 25, although she barely looked 19. She gave him a quick kiss and stood up. My eyes couldn't help fixating on her tits, her shirt perfectly outlining them and her obviously erect nipples. She said "See ya guys" and trotted off. I envied Stu, I would have given anything to jump in her pants. For obvious reasons the game ended shortly thereafter and I headed home with my money, a good buzz and a hard-on. I arrived home to the sight of a girl being carried out the door by a rather large guy. I recognized him as Phil and the girl as Lisa. They had been over many times to go swimming and hang out. "I just got here and found these two totally wasted," Phil said. "How's Kelly?" I said. "She's pretty out of it too" he replied. He then laid Lisa in the back seat of his car and drove off. I walked into the house and saw my daughter passed out on the couch, many beer bottles and a near empty Jack Daniels bottle on the coffee table. I tried to bring my daughter up properly, but without a mother around, it was tough. She was a good kid and at 18 she seemed to have it together. She didn't drink that often, but when she did, this was usually the result. She looked much like her mother since she became a bottle blond she looked more like porn star Ginger Lynn. In the last year Kelly's body began to fill out quite nicely. Her dress had become more revealing and so did her sexuality. She was passed out all right. She was laid out on the couch, her blue eyes now shut. Her cropped shirt revealed her trim belly and just barely covered her noticeably adult breasts. I called her name several times and even shook her shoulder with absolutely no response. I lifted her off the couch and carried her to her room, laying her on the bed carefully. As I laid her down, her shirt snagged briefly on my belt, then springing free revealing much of her left breast. I didn't think anything of it and instinctively reached to cover her. Just as my hand reached her shirt, Kelly shifted her sleeping body, totally exposing her tit, pressing it briefly into to my unexpected hand. My hand quickly pulled away, my pinky catching on her raised nipple. Her breast shook slightly before returning to stillness. I replaced her shirt correctly and stood above her. I felt a stirring in my crotch as I gazed over her trim firm body. I left the room and headed for the kitchen for a beer. I was disappointed but not surprised to find that Kelly and her friend had drank them all. I remembered the whiskey bottle on the table where Kelly was passed out. Reaching for the bottle I found it to be nearly empty. No wonder she was so fucked up. I poured myself a large shot and downed it quickly. I sat back as my mind couldn't forget the brief but erotic experience in Kelly's room. My cock began to get hard at the thought of seeing her bare tit. I thought back to the other erotic sights I had seen. There was the time I walked into her room to call her for dinner and found her asleep on her bed. She was laying on her stomach wearing this same crop top shirt and a pair of tiger striped panties. She had the nicest ass I had ever seen. Thoughts of tracing that panty line with my tongue raced through my head. She was my daughter, but how much can a man take. I thought of this summer when she proudly displayed her incredible tan to me by pulling her bikini bottoms down slightly for me to see, "Isn't this the best tan Daddy?" I had nodded agreement still gazing at the small patch of pubic hair that also was visible. I watched her as she made some ice tea, noting how nice and rounded her breasts had become, bouncing slightly with each step. More than once I had come home late and heard the sounds of her getting fucked by some lucky young stud. I promised each time I would give her a father daughter talk, but just never got around to it. One night I had woke up thirsty and headed to the kitchen. Passing her door I heard a strange buzzing sound and listening closer, her moans. I stood there awhile, slowly masturbating until I heard her moans increase to the soft cries of orgasm. I shot my load all over the carpet outside her door. The next day, while she was at school I found the mystery sound in her panty drawer. It was a huge vibrating dildo. She hadn't washed it and I could still see by the film her pussy juices left, how deep she stuck it inside her. I had masturbated that afternoon at the thought of planting a hidden camera in her room to catch her on film. I had already downed the remaining whiskey while I thought, chugging straight from the bottle. I found myself in Kelly's room again, giving myself the excuse that I should check on her again to see if she was okay. I called her name softly but she remained out cold in the same position I had left her before. I knelt next to her bed and called her name again, shaking her shoulder. Nothing. I put my hand on her belly and rub gently in small circles. I watched her face for any response. She had a little upturned nose that gave her a 'you'd love to fuck me, but i'm a bitch' look. She had a little mouth with pursed lips that seemed born to suck cock. My cock was raging hard now but told myself that I just wanted another brief glance at those gorgeous tits. My circles were getting bigger so that my hand slipped under her shirt grazing the bottoms of her breasts. The next time around my hand stopped as it reached the roundness of her breast. My other hand, which had been stroking my now exposed cock, lifted her shirt over those beautiful mounds, and quickly returned to my throbbing cock. My free hand cupped around her breast, feeling it's fullness. My thumb played with her nipple, which began to harden. I stared at her creamy white tits which were emphasized by her contrasting bronze tan. They were so soft in my hand, but practically begged to be sucked. I leaned over and kissed her trim belly working up to her tits which i began to suckle almost immediately. I couldn't believe I was sucking my own daughter's tits. Suddenly I felt my self coming and there was no stopping it. I stood up just in time to send my first shot of cum across Kelly's cheek and into her hair. The next load exploded onto her shoulder and neck. I aimed the third shot lower and it struck her left breast. I continued spraying my daughter's tits with my cum until my knees got weak. I watch as my cum pooled between her tits and then slowly oozed its way down her belly, filling her navel and then running off her side onto the bed. I was feeling a little guilty as I went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe her off. It wasn't really incest was it? It's not like I fucked her or anything. I had better clean her up and get to bed. As I returned to her room I pictured my cum hitting her tits and felt my cock begin to grow again. I started to relish the thought wiping her boobs clean of my white globs. I liked the thought of my jism rubbed into her skin. That had always been a point of intense eroticism for me. Once after seeing Stu's wife Sandy give her weekly appearance, this time in an see thru nighty I had gotten raging hard-on. They both obviously enjoyed her exhibitions as did the rest of the guys. A little later I went to relieve myself and while in the bathroom I saw her Perfumed body lotion and my cock got hard. I took the bottle and unscrewed the pump top. I began masturbating at the thought of Sandy rubbing my cum all over her tits, face and ass. I came quickly, shooting a huge load into the bottle. I replaced the cap and shook it gently to mix it up. Every week since then I repeated this after seeing her and knowing she had just rubbed my cum onto her breasts. When I entered her room I was surprised to find that Kelly had rolled over on her stomach, my cum now wiped into her clean sheets. "Kelly? Are you awake?" She lay motionless. I watched her for a moment, picturing the time I found her asleep in the same position wearing only her tiger panties. I wonder if she could be wearing them now. My cock jumped to a full erection at the thought. I had to see. I walked over to her and shook her gently. "Kelly?" Nothing. I climbed on the bed kneeling next to her knees. I put my hands on either side of her nylex bike pants, flipped the top edge over and slid them down slowly, noting how easily the material slid over itself. If she hadn't been wearing those same tiger panties I swear I would have stopped there. My hands kept moving, revealing more and more of those panties as well as her perfectly rounded ass. I slipped the pants past her knees and then her feet and tossed them on the floor. I returned my attention to my beautiful daughter, spreading her legs slightly so that I could lie between them, my elbows on each side of her legs and face hovering over her firm buttocks. I kissed each cheek and then fulfilled one of my fantasies by tracing with my tongue along the edge of her panty line. My cock was raging for attention and my hips accommodated it by slowly grinding it against the bed. With my hand I moved the panty to the side so I could get to more of my daughter's lovely ass. What I saw then almost made me come right then. It was undisputedly a lipstick mark in the shape of lips. Her girlfriend had already been down here kissing her ass and sucking on her pussy. Kelly was bisexual! I pictured her spread eagled on the couch with her friend Lisa's head buried into her bush. I kissed the spot Lisa had been earlier, sliding her panties further to the side. I then decided that as much as I loved these panties, I would love them more if they were laying crumpled on the floor. I returned to my knees and carefully removed my daughters panties, totally revealing her gorgeous ass. I brought her panties to my face, inhaling the wonderful musky odor that emanated from them. I noticed that they were a little stiff at the crouch area, most likely from the juices that continued to leak even after her cunt licking session with Lisa. After one last sniff I tossed them to their rightful place on the floor and then resumed my previous position between her legs. I heard Kelly's deep breathing as I my kisses covered her entire ass. I could do this for eternity, I thought. I slowly pulled her cheeks apart as my kisses traveled further into her crack. I zoomed in on her pink little hole as my face burrowed into her ass. I planted a firm kiss right on her hole and began to insert my tongue into the tiny opening. I her totally relaxed state, her asshole accepted my intruding tongue without a fight. I continued my tongue fucking for a few minutes when Kelly made a noise and tried to roll over onto her back. I froze in place, my heart skipping a beat. Getting my wits back, I sat up allowing her body to roll over. She returned to her heavy breathing and I knew she was still out. She still had her shirt on, but it was pulled up to her chin, totally exposing her firm young tits. Her near naked body glistened in the soft light. I saw the spattering of dried cum spots still on her tits and face. I spread her legs and lowered myself down again, this time her pussy only inches from my face. It was neatly shaven with only a strip of pubic hair running north to south. Her pussy and inner thighs were covered with lipstick marks. I only wish I could watch as Lisa spread my little girls legs and licked her sweet pussy. I began to trace Lisa's lipstick trail all around Kelly's fragrant snatch. I could feel drops of pre-cum oozing out my cock, realizing I needed to come soon. With my tongue I parted my daughters pussy lips, tasting her sweetness. I had to fight the incredible urge to climb up on her and jam my throbbing cock in and fuck her until I emptied my load. Damn it, she is my daughter, I shouldn't have touched her in the first place. I continued licking her slowly, debating whether to screw her or not when another idea popped into my head. I got up off the bed and went quickly to her dresser. I opened her panty drawer and searched until I found what I was looking for, her 14 inch vibrating dildo. I returned to the bed and laid on my side next to Kelly, my face overlooking her bush and my cock up by her cum spattered face. I placed the end of the huge rubber dick at the entrance of her love hole. I rubbed the tip up and down her pink slit and around her clit. Kelly then shifted her body again, spreading her legs a little wider. I let the cock slide in a little deeper, getting about half the enormous head into her. Kelly began to moan softly, spreading her legs even wider. She was beginning to wake up. Just a few minutes longer I thought, risking being caught was worth this pleasure, my still drunken mind rationalized. I began to slide the head of the dildo in and out her now very wet pussy. "Lick my pussy Lisa. Oh yeeeesss" she suddenly moaned out load. I increased the speed and depth of my dildo fucking. "Fuck me Lisa! Fuck my cunt!" she cried out softly. Her hand reached down between her legs and began to rub her clit while I pumped her cunt. I was entranced as I watched her hand take control of the dildo while continuing the pumping action. I was about to stand up and wack off again onto her lovely body when I felt an warm wetness around my cock. I looked down to see my daughters lips wrapped around my cock. I watched unbelievingly as my cock disappeared and reappeared from Kelly's mouth. I think if my cocked wasn't numbed slightly from the alcohol I would have shot my load right then. I couldn't come in her mouth, that would truly be incest, but since she was already sucking I decided it was alright for her to continue. With my now free hand I began to roam over her body towards her tits. I began to fondle them alternately, pinching her erect nipples much rougher than before. The sloshing sound between her legs increased along with the suction/slurping sounds from her mouth. I pinched hard and she let out a cry. Her hips began to churn wildly. She threw her head back on the pillow as her body began to convulse wildly, "Oh god Ohgodohgodohgodohgod" she cried aloud. She pulled the dildo out of her cunt and startled me with "Fuck me, Fuck me daddy, please fuck me!!!!!" No, I can't, I thought. "Please fuck me daddy, your daughter needs your cock now". Her eyes were closed as she let out a last "Pleeeeeeeeease" I couldn't take anymore. I got between her tanned legs, grabbed her tiny ankles and put them on my shoulders. I took my cock, pointed it at her steamy hole and plunged in. "Oh yes!!!!!!!! Fuck me daddy! Fuck me hard!" On my knees I held her legs straight up as I began to pound my daughters pussy. With each slam I watched her tits bounce back and forth. I thought about pulling out and coming those creamy white tits when she breathlessly pleaded for me to come inside. When she said that, I laid over her, pinning her knees back to her shoulders and fucked for all I was worth. I didn't care anymore, I was going to come in my gorgeous daughter's sweet pussy. I felt my orgasm building and pumped harder. Kelly was now crying out in pleasure. I felt my cum begin flooding into my daughter's young body as I heard myself crying out. Wave after wave racked body. I had never come as hard before in my life. Kelly was still moaning as I let her legs fall back to my sides. I kissed her neck and gave each breast one final kiss. I sat up on my knees, moaning slightly as my cock slid out of her tight pussy. She looked so beautiful laying there, I wish she wasn't my daughter. "don't go daddy" Kelly whispered, "Stay here with me. Please." I laid on the bed next to her and she rolled half on top of me, straddling my leg. "Maybe Lisa will join us next time. Would you like that daddy?" Before I could answer her she was asleep. I can't believe I just fucked my daughter, I must really be perverted or something. The thing is is that I would love to do it again, that is, if she didn't hate me in the morning. The next morning I awoke with a hard-on and my daughter's lips wrapped around it. She was slowly pumping my cock with her hot mouth. My cock had gotten all its sensitivity back, enjoying the wonderful sensation of her tongue swirling around the head. I watched as her head moved slowly up and down, my cock disappearing into her face. She began to go faster |
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| Coolness: 2749630 | The following erotic story comes courtesy of the writers at CUE.
If you are a person under the age of twenty-one, please stop now and delete this file. The same guideline applies to any person who is offended by graphic descriptions of human sexuality. ================================================================= CUE: The Canadian Underground Erotic network PROUDLY PRESENTS ... "S*A*T*U*R*D*A*Y" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It started out to be the perfect Saturday. I had just dropped my wife Linda off at the bus depot, and watched her get on the "Shopper's Special". It's a service a local travel group puts together for the women of our town who want to take day trips across the border to the big shopping malls in the U.S. I knew that Linda would enjoy herself, and I planned to do the same. I had planned to cut the grass, shower and head over to the local watering hole to watch the big game on their giant screen T.V.. Things didn't quite work out as I planned though. Shortly after I got home it started to pour. Now I didn't mind that I didn't have to cut the grass, but the bar wasn't going to open for another two hours. I flicked through all the stations on the tube for a while but all I found was Saturday morning cartoons. I decided to dig up some of my skin mags and do some window shopping. It had been a long time since I had gazed at the beauties in between those sheets! Memories came rushing back fast though, as I turned each page. In my younger days I had bought magazines that were devoted to baring big busts. That was my one downfall. I was addicted to big tits! Linda was the perfect wife for me in a lot of ways, but even though she has a decent set of lungs on her, (38C), she just can't compare to the D and double D beauties in my fantasies. Her best friend Cathy can, but Cathy is such a fucking prude she was only a Kleenex Climax in my daydreams. I was really starting to get turned on now, skimming the pages of buxom babes. I spread the mags out on the kitchen table and undid my jeans to let my prick spring free from its uncomfortable position. Within minutes, I was turning pages with one hand while the other was gently stroking my shaft. The rain was really pouring down now, with flashes of lightning filling the skies. It felt so great jacking myself while I dreamt of molesting the tits in the pictures that I almost didn't hear the doorbell ring. Now who in the hell would that be I thought. I was so pissed off that I didn't bother putting the magazines away, figuring it was just some religious nut wanting to convert me. We have a lot of them down here, and they think that just because its raining you will feel obliged to let them in. I was going to have news for this joker though. I tucked my cock back into my jeans and headed to the door. Was I ever surprised to see Cathy standing there. She was soaking wet and I could see her bra through the wet white fabric of her blouse. I let her in and told her that Linda had gone shopping for the day. "Damn", she said, and asked if she could dry off and wait for the rain to stop since she had started out walking before the rain had started. I told her I would be glad to give her a ride home after her clothes were dry, if she wanted to throw them in the dryer. We had been talking while we made our way back to the kitchen, and I had forgotten all about the magazines spread out over the table. Cathy spotted them at once and gave me a funny sideways look. I stammered out something, trying to think of an excuse, but the words just wouldn't come. Even though I was embarrassed getting caught with all of these pictures of big busted women, my cock kept twitching because Cathy could put a lot of these girls to shame. I was having difficulty concentrating on Cathy's eyes when I spoke to her because her wet blouse clung to her like a second skin and her boobs were rising with every breath she took. The cold rain had turned her nipples into small missiles, and were threatening to poke right out of her lacy bra. I told Cathy that I didn't want to be responsible for her catching a cold and told her that she should take a hot shower while I fixed her a coffee. She seemed a bit hesitant at first but finally saw that what I said made sense. A few minutes later I had all of the magazines safely put away and the kettle boiling. Cathy called me and asked if I would hang her wet clothes up in the laundry room until she could put them in the dryer because she didn't want them dripping all over the floor. She handed me her clothes from behind the door, being ever so modest. What she didn't realize was that I could see all of her charms courtesy of the big mirror over the vanity! Five foot three of pure woman! Natural blond too I might add. I would guess her weight at about 140 pounds but I couldn't be sure, her jugs alone must have weighed a good ten pounds each. Her wet hair clung in little ringlets to the back of her milk white neck, and from what I could see, her delicious ass cheeks had dimples. I took her clothes and she closed the door and a minute later I could hear the water running. My cock was aching now, throbbing with the excitement of that beautiful body I had just seen. I really didn't get too good a look at her big tits being that she had been facing the door when she handed her clothes to me. I started to hang her wet things when I realized that she had handed me all of her clothes! I quickly hung her blouse and slacks and her socks, then I lovingly fingered her lacy bra with one hand while I held the crotch of her panties under my nose with the other. I could smell her cunt juices in the dampness of her silky drawers, and my cock threatened to explode. I realized that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I quickly undid my jeans and wrapped her panties around my throbbing prick. As I raised her bra to my nose I noticed the tag inside. 40-DD! That was nearly enough to make me cum right there! Just another couple of swift strokes and I would blow my load! "Wally, you fucking pervert!" I heard Cathy yell. I turned automatically towards the door, still pulling on my shaft. Cathy was standing there wrapped in a big towel. I couldn't prevent what was happening to me now. My cock twitched and great gobs of thick white cream burst forth and splattered against her legs. Burst after burst flew out of me making a puddle at her feet. Cathy, all embarrassed raced up the stairs. I started up after her but then a crash of thunder shook the house and the lights went off. I slowly made my way up the stairs and found Cathy sitting in the dark at the kitchen table. I was glad that the lights were off so she couldn't see how embarrassed I was. I didn't say anything because I couldn't think of what I could say to explain my actions. Finally Cathy asked if the kettle had been hot enough to make coffee. I lit a candle that we keep on top of the fridge for these kind of emergencies and in silence made Cathy her coffee. I put it down in front of her and said that I was sorry for being such a jerk. She just shook her head though and then started to laugh. "You should have seen your face Wally" she said, and then she started to laugh harder. I started to laugh too, thinking of how silly it must have looked to Cathy, seeing a thirty year old man jacking off into her panties. I was glad she wasn't mad at me anymore. After a bit, Cathy got serious and asked me why I had done it. I told her how long I had been fantasizing about her body, but thought that I would never get the chance to touch it and that I couldn't let this opportunity slip away. "Tell me Wally", she said, "Is it my body you desired, or are you just hung up on all big boobs?" I told her truthfully that I really admired her figure but that big boobs were my obsession. She thought about that for a minute then said she was considering letting me tit fuck her! Damn! I sure was wrong about Cathy being a prude! Then she told me that she hadn't had a good licking in a long time, and that if I could make her cum with my tongue then she would let me fuck her tits! I dropped to my knees in front of her and slowly pulled the towel away. Cathy had other ideas however and cleared the table off and sat on it. She told me that if I was going to eat that it should be at the table and not on the floor. I took my cue from Cathy and pulled up a chair so that I was sitting directly in front of her snatch. She put her feet on my shoulders and spread her legs wide. I could feel the heat coming off her now wet pussy and I was determined to give her the best climax of her life. I started out very slowly, gently blowing air on her soft blond pubic hair. Then I nibbled at the insides of her thighs until she was grabbing my head and pulling it towards her dripping gash. Her juices were really flowing freely now as I slid my tongue up from the crack of her ass to the top of her cunt. Long slow strokes I made with my tongue, parting the silky fleece and jabbing at her swollen clit. I let my hands roam across her flat belly until I found her big delectable boobs. With my tongue doing aerobics in her snatch, I traced circles around her hard nips with my fingers. Her breath started to come in gasps now as I continued to drive my tongue into her steamy gash. I pulled on her erect nipples as she thrashed about. Just as she was getting close to cumming, I took three fingers and drove them deep into her hot box. She started to hump my hand with wild abandon now so I took my other hand, lubricated a finger in her juicy gash and just when I thought she was ready to explode, I buried it up to the hilt in her back door! I thought for sure the whole town would hear her scream of ecstasy! Her hands pulled at my hair as wave after wave of intense pleasure overcame her. My face felt like someone had turned a hose on it! Her nectar was spraying all over me, and I was having trouble licking it all up! Her ass bucked up off the table forcing my face even deeper into her wet cunt! Finally, with soft animal cries whimpering in her throat she calmed down. It took Cathy another ten minutes before she had relaxed enough to speak. "Damn, that was good" she said. "After we take care of you, we'll have to do it again!" Saying that, she swung off the table and sat down in the chair. She damn near tore my jeans off in her hurry to get to my cock. She gave it a quick kiss then pulled it forward so that it was nestled between her flesh valley. I started to slide my cock back and forth between those big boobs but she said that she wanted to do all the work. She hefted a gigantic mam in each hand and started to jack my shaft with her huge globes, playing with her nipples as she did. Soft firm tit flesh had me encased and I was fast approaching climax. My balls tightened, and my cock head was turning fiery red when Cathy leaned forward and slipped her hot mouth over my prick head. That did it for me! Gobs of hot cum erupted from my shaft and raced into her mouth. She swallowed every drop too! Finally, as my orgasm started to subside she took a hard nipple and pushed it against my prick slit, sliding her little missile back and forth in my love lotion. Then the lights came back on. Cathy and I spent most of the day fucking and sucking, until it was nearly time for me to pick up Linda. Just as I was dropping Cathy off she turned to me and said, "Are you going to tell Linda what happened?" I replied "No, are you?" Then she said: "It all depends Wally. Are you going to invite me over for a replay next time Linda goes shopping?" I promised I would. -end- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» hayley replied on Thu Jul 1, 2004 @ 10:49am |
 Coolness: 83360 | noah my question is... why do YOU have these on ur comp? |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nuclear replied on Fri Jul 2, 2004 @ 4:18pm |
| Coolness: 2749630 | i used to collect stories... i liked them better then porn when i was younger... i think i have like 4000 of them hehe... |
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