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Hello all ISS readers. This is a real story which contains sexual features in it and therefore I kindly request that I will not be responsible for any miss happening. If u likes the story u can mail me on [email protected] or [email protected]. As an 18-year-old, I was quite frequently disciplined by my strict Aunt Julie. She was a domineering bitch who could really bring a man to tears spanking him over her knee with a hard wooden hairbrush, but I loved her all the same. We lived in a wooded area across the street from a cornfield. The backyard offered complete privacy, the view from the road being blocked by the house. My Aunt Julie is very sexy and often sunbathed in the backyard in her bikini, giving me the opportunity to admire her lovely body. She had a nice tan which complemented her shoulder length black hair. She was tall and solidly built with large breasts, wide hips, meaty thighs and ample buttocks. Needless to say I had a rock hard cock most of the time. I wanted to make love to her but felt guilty about these incestuous thoughts. I wanted to feel the soft flesh of her bottom and thighs against my cock. One day she ordered me to follow her into her bedroom where she would punish me. She told me to takeoff my shorts and my underwear.

“I’m going to spank you on your bare bottom just like a bad little boy!” she said. While I was undressing she sat down on the bed and I noticed that she had an old fashioned wooden hairbrush beside her. My mother spanked me quite often on my bare bottom but never with a hairbrush. Mom also used to take me over her knee in the kitchen and swat my backside with a wooden mixing spoon. The wooden spoon used to sting like hell and I was afraid that my Aunt’s hairbrush was going to hurt even worse! To complicate matters, I was getting aroused looking at her sitting there on the bed. She had been sunbathing and was still wearing her bikini. Although I dreaded the spanking that was to come, I couldn’t wait to go over her knee and feel those silky smooth thighs against my cock. Standing there, frightened, she ordered me to lie across her lap. Slowly I obeyed, gently lowering myself onto her thighs. Her thighs felt good to my stiffening cock but I didn’t get a chance to enjoy it because she started the spanking straightaway. She began to spank my naked buttocks with her open palm, very hard and at a furious pace! She plays tennis a lot so she has very strong arms. Her sharp, stinging slaps really hurt! In a very short time I was squirming on her lap trying to avoid her merciless slaps.

“Hold still or I’ll use that hairbrush on your bottom!” She warned in a stern tone of voice.

I had a feeling she planned to do so anyway. I could barely contain myself and I began to whimper and moan. Reflexively I reached back with my right hand to protect my naked buttocks. When I did this she began spanking the backs of my thighs. I found out the hard way that my thighs are even more sensitive than my bottom. At this point I really began to wriggle and squirm, kicking my legs and begging her to stop. She grabbed my hand and pinned it behind my back and returned to spanking my bottom.

“Just for that I’m going to blister your bottom with the hairbrush!” She yelled. “Don’t you ever put your hand in my way when I’m spanking you? Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” I replied.

She was not happy with my answer and began laying into my bare bottom with the hairbrush.

“I’m going to teach you some respect young man. The next time I as you a question you’ll answer me “yes Ma’am.” Do you understand me?”

“Yes Ma’am,” I replied quickly.

She continued spanking me with that hairbrush, at a slower pace, making sure every stroke was delivered full force to my bare bottom. Each stroke made a vicious “crack!” that echoed in the air. By now my bottom was bright red and I was crying profusely. My cock was growing harder and harder from squirming around on her lap. Her smooth, tanned thighs against my flesh really turned me on. To my surprise, the spanking also excited me, though it hurt terribly! I’m sure she could tell I was enjoying it. There was no way she could not notice my hard cock grinding against her bare thighs as she paddled my bare bottom with the brush.

“I think you’re enjoying this too much. I’m going to have spanked you harder!” she said.

So far she had been alternating from one cheek to the other at a moderate pace, about one stroke every 2 or 3 seconds. Now she started spanking as fast as she could, sometimes giving me 3 or 4 swats on the same cheek before adjusting her aim to strike the other cheek. I couldn’t keep still for this onslaught, so she draped her leg over the back of my knees so I couldn’t kick. She then proceeded to spank my thighs with that awful brush! I couldn’t contain myself.

“Owww!!! Please don’t spank my thighs! Oww! Oww! Oooh! That stings!!! Please Julie! Please stop!”

I had forgotten to address her as “Ma’am”, and at that she began swatting my thighs even faster!

“What did I tell you?” (Crack!) (Crack!) (Crack!) “I (Crack!) Told you (Crack!) To (Crack!) Address (Crack!) Me as (Crack!) Ma’am! (Crack!) ”

“Owww!!! Yes Ma’am. Ow! I’m sorry Ma’am! Ooooh! Please don’t spank my thighs anymore,” I pleaded!

I was howling in pain. My thighs felt like they were on fire! After a few more swats she stopped. She slowly ran her fingers along the back of my thighs and over my bottom. I was very sore but her touch also felt good, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

“Does that feel better?” She asked.

“Yes Ma’am.” I replied. I remembered to call her Ma’am. I didn’t want to risk the consequences.

“Your punishment has just begun. After your spanking you’re going to get a good switching and a taste of the belt. I’m going to lay the leather to you good!” She said.

“Yes Ma’am.” I said.

She picked up the hairbrush again and spanked me with that slow steady rhythm again. I started crying and squirming again.

“You’re going to get a full five minutes worth! I’m going to blister your bottom good young man!”

Now she began to concentrate on the crease of the buttocks where your bottom and thighs meet. This is the most sensitive part of your bottom and she knew it! I was in agony (and ecstasy)! I couldn’t stand the sting of that hairbrush on my ass and at the same time I couldn’t help humping her silky smooth thighs with my rock hard cock. I had gotten my wish — I wanted to feel the silky smooth flesh of her thighs against my cock — but I hadn’t counted on getting my bottom blistered with her hairbrush! I couldn’t stand the sting. I was squirming all over her lap trying to get away from her brush. True to her word she spanked me for a solid five minutes. She really knew how to take control! As a finale she assaulted my backside with a flurry of swats delivered as hard and fast as she could. This was more than I could bear. Those smooth tanned thighs felt so good against my rock hard cock. As I thrust my hips violently against her thighs with those last painful swats I came explosively, shooting my load all over her thighs! This really infuriated her!

“Get up!” she screamed. “Look what you’ve done! You’re really going to get it now boy! I’m going to cut me some fresh switches and whip your backside good!”

I was just sitting there on my knees rubbing my sore bottom with both hands. I didn’t know what to do.

“Get over here and lick that off!” She screamed.

“Yes Ma’am” I replied as a scrambled over to her. I was really excited now! I never dreamed that I’d get to run my tongue and my lips along her luscious thighs. Slowly I liked the semen of her thighs stealing a kiss here and there. She seemed to enjoy it. She slowly opened her legs wider. As I slowly kissed my way higher up her thighs towards her crotch she grabbed my hair and threw me back. I didn’t say a word. I was genuinely afraid. I knew how much a switch stings, especially in the hands of an angry woman. She told me to stand up and as I did so she grabbed my rock hard cock and pulled me toward the bathroom, hairbrush in hand. She took a washcloth and wiped my cock clean. Then she took the washcloth, wet it and wiped it over my red, sore bottom cheeks. The cool water felt good. She put her left foot up on the toilet, pulled me over her leg and applied several hard swats to my wet buttocks. I cried out and jumped at the pain. I couldn’t believe how much it stung!!!

“You come on my thighs again without permission and I’ll wet your bottom again and then spank you! It hurts ten times as much when you’re bottom’s wet.”

“Yes Ma’am. I’m sorry Ma’am.” I said.

She gave me several more swats for good measure and said, “Now follow me.”

She led me outside, naked, into the backyard towards the woods. There are a few birch trees on the edge of the woods. She selected three switches from one of the birches. She tested each one on my thighs as she went along. Armed with her switches she ordered me back to the house, slowly, so she could switch my bottom and thighs as we walked back. Once inside it was back to the bedroom where she placed two pillows on the center of the bed. She intended to elevate my bottom to make it a more enticing target.

“Lie down, and prop your ass up on those pillows. If you move you’ll get a paddling with your father’s fraternity paddle, after I’ve thrashed you with the belt! Do you understand me?” She said in that stern tone of voice.

“Yes Ma’am,” I replied obediently.

My cock was beginning to stiffen again. Although my bottom hurt like hell I was becoming aroused by the sight of her prancing around in her bikini wielding the switch. … And her voice! She was mean as hell when she was angry and the sound of her voice as she ordered me around excited me. I couldn’t resist that authoritarian tone as she growled her commands through clenched teeth. This combination of sensations was overwhelming … The pain and the pleasure … My red hot bottom, my rock hard cock, the sound of her voice, and the sight of her! … That smooth, tanned, well-muscled, bikini-clad body … Poised to lash out with that wicked switch!

I could learn to like serving a domineering, bikini-clad bitch! I’d managed to buy some adult magazines that summer and had read about women spanking and whipping men. I’ve been fascinated by spanking for as long as I could remember. I’ve fantasized about putting pretty girls over my knee and spanking them … And I’ve also wanted to get my bottom spanked by a beautiful woman. I especially like girls in bikinis — there’s a pretty girl down the street named Lori who looks fantastic in her light blue bikini with white polka dots — I’ve always wanted her to take me over her knee and spank my bare bottom. My fantasies were becoming a cruel reality at the hands of my strict Aunt! I’ve read stories of Mistresses who whipped their male slaves mercilessly and fantasized over the pictures of these lovely models in black leather. My mind was beginning to picture my Aunt Julie dressed in a black leather g-string and thigh high boots. I could picture myself tied over a whipping bench as she whipped my naked bottom with a cat o’ nine tails!

This thought, being whipped by my lovely Mistress Julie, went through my mind as I lay down on the bed with my ass prominently displayed and presented for punishment. She wasted no time laying into my naked buttocks with that switch! (Swishhh!!!) The switch slashed into my sore buttocks with incredible force! I howled in pain at that first stroke! I’d been switched by my mother before and I knew how much it hurt but this was worse! Julie wound up and given me a stroke delivered with full force! It felt like she’d laid a red hot wire across my ass! She continued whipping my upturned bottom with a vengeance … Working her way slowly up and down my buttocks and thighs! I couldn’t keep quiet. I was kicking and screaming, wriggling my ass trying desperately to avoid those vicious strokes as they bit deep into my tender flesh, and bawling at the top of my lungs! She was enjoying herself immensely and made sure that I did not. I was genuinely scared at this point. She meant business! She was mad as hell and was whipping my bottom and thighs hard, slashing away with that switch at a fast and furious pace. This beating was punishment for my misconduct the night before and she was determined to see that I did not sit comfortably for a few days.

I had never endured this much pain before and I swore to myself to obey her, in fear of another thrashing. I had enjoyed the spanking over her luscious thighs and relished the thought of being whipped by a beautiful Mistress but this whipping with that long, flexible switch was too painful to be pleasurable. My cock was still hard but I wanted her to stop! I begged her desperately to cease.

“Ooooohhhh!!! Oww!!!” I howled. “Please don’t whip me anymore Julie! I’ll behave. Ooooohh!!! Oww! Oww! Oooohh!!! Please!!! I’ll do anything Julie! Oww! Oww! Oww! Oww! Ooohh!!! Please! Not so hard!!! Oooohhowwwww!!!!!!!”

After another dozen strokes she paused. She reached out and gently stroked the tender flesh of my backside and said, “I’m going to give you another two dozen strokes with the switch before you get the belt. After each stroke you’re going to thank me for that stroke. I’m going to switch you as hard as I can because I don’t want you to ever forget this lesson! Do you understand me?”

“Yes Ma’am,” I whimpered. “Thank you Ma’am,” I added quickly!

I was thankful that the end was in sight but I dreaded the next two dozen strokes. She stood up, spread her legs for better footing, raised her arm and brought that switch down on my bottom with a wicked “swish!”

“Aaaaaaaaahhh!!! Ooooooohh!!!” I screamed. The pitch of my voice rose to a squeal at that first stroke!

“Owww!!! Thank you Ma’am.”

“You’re squealing like a little girl!” She scolded. “Maybe I’ll dress you up in some of my panties and spank your little bottom like a naughty little girl, hmmm? Would you like to feel the sting of my hairbrush over your panties?”

“Yes Ma’am!” I blurted out without thinking. “I’ll do anything Ma’am!”

“Mmmmm!!!” she said seductively. “You’ve said that before! You bet your sweet little ass you’ll do anything I say! You’re going to obey me or else! I’ll wallop your backside good! From now on I’m going to spank you on a regular basis. I’m going to take you over my knee and give you a dose of my hairbrush every Friday afternoon before your father gets home from work! You’re going to get a spanking every week whether you’ve behaved or not. I’m going to teach you some discipline! And if you whine about it or hesitate I’m going to make you wear my panties when I punish you! When you whimper and whine like a little girl I’m going to treat you like one! When you learn to take your spanking like a man I’ll beat your with a belt! And if you misbehave during the week, I’ll take you over my knee or send you out for a switch!”

I was glad for this little lecture. It provided me with a brief respite from my ordeal beneath the switch. What I soon began to realize was that she planned to discipline me regularly for her pleasure … And for mine! My hard cock had shown her that I enjoyed being punished and dominated at the hands of a cruel woman.

“Do you want to go over your Aunt Julie’s knee?” She asked enticingly.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I said.

“Do you like it when you cock touch my bare thighs?” She asked.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I replied … A little ashamed but excited.

“I know little boy. I can feel you humping my thighs when I spank you. You’re not just dodging my spanks. You’re enjoying it. Well I’m going to show you how to please a woman. Every time you come on my thighs I’m going to make you lick them clean. I’ll show you what to do with that tongue. And every time you come I’m going to wet your bottom and spank you.”

I was hanging on every word! I couldn’t decide if I was in heaven or hell … Being spanked mercilessly by this bikini-clad bitch!

“Do you like it when I spank you?” She asked.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Do you want me to spank you even when you’re a good boy?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Do you want me to teach you discipline?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Will you obey my every command?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Will you submit to me when I decide to punish you?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Will you submit to whatever punishment I decide to give you?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Good. I’ve seen those magazines you’ve been hiding in your room. Do you want to serve a beautiful Mistress? Do you want to be my slave, my own personal ‘whipping boy’?”

“Yes, Ma’am”

“Do you want me to train you to be my slave?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Would you like to address me as ‘Mistress’?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. You will continue to address me as “Ma’am”. You will only call me ‘Mistress’ when I tell you you’re my slave … Or when you want me to punish you. I know you enjoy looking at me. You love it when I’m in my bikini. I can feel your stare as you admire my legs and my ass. Would you like to see me naked?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied eagerly!

“Tell me how much you admire your Mistress. Talk dirty to me.” She commanded.

“You’re beautiful Mistress. I love to see you sunbathing in your bikini. I want to see your breasts. I love your silky smooth thighs. I like to lie across your lap and rub my cock against them when you spank me. I want to see you take your bikini off. I want to see your beautiful bare bottom and your cunt.”

With blinding speed she brought the switch down across my ass!

“Don’t you ever say cunt again! You say that word again and I’ll give you a hundred strokes with my switch on your bare thighs!”

“Yes, Ma’am. I mean yes, Mistress! I’m sorry Mistress!” I stammered.

Again she switched my bottom.

“If you’re a good boy I’ll let you see my pussy.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Now I’m going to finish switching your bottom,” she said.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

She raised her arm and brought the switch down sharply across my lower buttocks where they meet my thighs. I howled in pain as I ground my hips into the pillow.

“Ooooowwwwwww!!! Ow! Oohhh! One, thank you Ma’am.”, I sniffled.

Again she brought the switch down with all her might, the thin, flexible branch wrapping around my naked buttocks! I sucked in my breath at the intensity of that stroke, and then let out a squeal.

“Two, thank you Ma’am.”

She continued to 24, true to her word. I lay there sweating and exhausted. My bottom and thighs were covered with angry red welts from the onslaught of her switch. Looking me over her decided that she wasn’t finished with the switch just yet. She picked up the thinnest and swished it through the air.

“No please Julie! I can’t take anymore. My bottom feels like it’s on fire. Please don’t switch me anymore. I’ll be good. I’ll do anything. Please!” I pleaded.

“You said you’d let me punish you any way I liked … And I’m going to try this little switch. It’s thinner so it will sting more. If you take your whipping like a good boy I’ll stop after this and let you take your beating with the belt tomorrow.”

“Yes, Ma’am. Thank you, Ma’am.”

She gave me another dozen strokes each, first on my thighs and then on my bottom. Again I kicked and screamed, desperately waggling my ass to cool the fire. When she finished she sat down on the bed and caressed my sore bottom and thighs. Her touch felt so good. It still hurt like hell but it excited me to have her touch me there.

“Now stand up,” she said. I immediately complied.

My cock was hard again from her loving attention to my tortured backside.

“Ooooh!” She said, “You’ve still got a hard little cock! I’ll take care of that!”

She grabbed my cock by the base and squeezed. This felt great and I couldn’t help but squeeze my thighs together and thrust my cock forward. She leaned forward and kissed the head of my cock, the proceeded to lick up and down the shaft, pumping it a little with her hand, and then stroking it with her tongue again. I came again, moaning as I released. She wiped the semen off my cock and smeared it on her thighs.

“Now lick it off,” she said.

Again I eagerly got down on my hands and knees to lick her thighs. As before I stole a few kisses on the tender flesh of her inner thighs. I could smell the scent of her sex as I got closer. She slid her hand into her bikini and stroked her pussy. She was as excited as I was.

“Now we’re going to talk about your punishments to come. As I said before, when you disobey me you’ll be spanked and switched thoroughly. When you whine and cry, I’ll dress you in my panties and warm your bottom with my hairbrush! … Then after I’ve blistered your panty-clad bottom a while I’ll peel down those cute little panties and spank your bare bottom! For more serious misbehavior you’ll get the switch on your bare bottom and thighs. Now, when you want me to discipline you for fun we’ll have to think of a way for you to let me know when you want it. How are you going to ask for your spankings?”

It didn’t take me long to come up with an idea. I said, “When I want you to spank me I’ll come up behind you and fondle your bottom. If I want the switch I’ll slide my hand into your bikini and squeeze your bottom. I’ll say that I’ve been a bad boy and I need to be punished. When I want it really hard I’ll come up behind you and rub my cock against your bottom. When I do this I want you to scold me for my lewd behavior and take me over your knee on the spot. If you’re in the kitchen, swat my behind with that wooden mixing spoon. That really stings! Then march me into the bedroom for more punishment. When I want you to play Mistress, I’ll get down on my knees, put my hands on your thighs and kiss your bottom. If you’re wearing your bikini I’ll pull it down and kiss your bare bottom, saying ‘I’ve been a naughty slave, Mistress. I need to be disciplined. Please take me over your knee and spank my bare bottom hard.’ I love seeing you in your bikini. Will you wear it when you punish me? I love to lie across your bare thighs. Your silky, smooth skin feels good against my cock. Will you punish me naked? I’d really like to see you naked when you spank me.”

“If you please me and obey me I’ll undress for you.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

My Aunt has two very attractive sisters who come over quite often. I’ve also fantasized about being spanked by two women. Her sister Karen is a buxom beauty, slightly overweight, but perfect for a maternal spanking. I’d love to go over her meaty thighs for a spanking! And her sister Annette is a knockout. She looks like a centerfold when she’s in her bikini. I’d love to lie across her soft, well-tanned thighs for a bare-bottomed spanking. Without thinking I asked, “would you spank me in front of Karen and Annette?”

“Maybe,” she replied. “If you talk back to me when they’re here I’ll take you over my knee.”

“Will you spank me on my bare bottom? Please?”

“Sure! They’d love to see me turn your cheeks red.”

“Will you let them spank me too? I’d love to be punished by two women.”

“We’ll see. After I’ve blistered your bottom I’ll ask them if they’d like to spank you some.”

“Will you let them switch me too? I could prop my ass up on the bed again and you could both switch me at the same time, one on each side.”

“Maybe. If you rub your cock in their lap or come on their thighs I’m sure they will want to whip your ass good!”

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

“Now go stand in the corner where I can admire my handiwork. I’m going to take a shower. You’d better not move or even rub your bottom. If you do you’ll get another wet-bottom spanking with the hairbrush.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

And thus ended my first sexually satisfying corporal punishment experience at the hands of my strict Aunt. She was a strict and cruel disciplinarian and could give my bottom a savage beating, but I loved her all the more for it. I got spanked by my Aunt on a regular basis after that, mostly at my “request.” I couldn’t resist fondling and caressing her gorgeous bottom. She enjoyed it too. She would let me get carried away with my “invitation” — allowing me to squeeze her bottom, then slide my hand into her bikini for a better feel. When I would rub my cock against her bikini-clad bottom she would stick her ass out and press against me. Sometimes I would even pull down her bikini so I could rub my cock against the bare skin of her bottom and press my cock into the cleft of her buttocks. This was as far as she’d let me go… At this point I was sure to have my bare bottom blistered by her hairbrush and my bottom and thighs whipped raw with her switch! Another way to ensure a good spanking was to talk back to her or call her a “bitch” the latter always earned me a thorough switching! She wouldn’t even bother taking me over her knee for a spanking. She would just bend me over or lay me across the bed and whip my bottom and thighs with the switch. My thighs always got plenty of attention as she reminded me of the dire consequences of calling her a bitch.

Hi everybody. I am around 52 years of age, my wife around 45 and son around 26. Only three of us stay together, with no one else. I am going to relate the story which might shock one and all, since it involves sharing my wife with my son. My son usually likes to spend time with friends during nights and comes home quite late at around 12 midnight. Even though I am middle aged, I still enjoy sex, at least twice in a week. One week end, when my son was already out with friends, at around 10 PM, a made a pass at my wife and she immediately understood. She normally ensures that the door is properly locked, before we go to bed. But that day, somehow, the door was open and we did not notice. In dim light, I started kissing my wife and caressing her, slowly warming her up. I like fellatio (sucking) = my sucking my wife and my wife sucking me. But my wife does not like this. I do give in many times, ending up with normal sex, with different positions, to extend enjoyment. That day, after undressing her to her waist, I started sucking her tits and messaging her cult, which had already started to get wet. She also kept of fondling with my member and caressing my balls. I was slowly getting excited and requested her to suck me – let it would be a ’69’ pose. She resisted, but I showed that I was annoyed. She could clearly see my annoyance on my face.

By the time I got her to agree, without notice, my son arrived silently, as usual (so as not disturb anyone). He entered the room and was what was going on. He was shocked and let out a gasp. I and my wife were shaken to the core to find out that our son was watching us. His eyes were wide open and me and my wife hurried to cover us up. But is late. We could clearly see a bulge in his pants. We have been very free with our son and after tease him as to whether he has any girlfriends and does he date. Suddenly I asked my son, ‘Would you like to join the game?’ My wife shouted at me ‘What the hell are you asking him? He is our son. How dare you think that I would share myself with leave aside my son, but with anyone else for this matter?’ Really speaking, I did not have any answer. But I told her; let him have some practical experience. My wife seemed to be disgusted, and she was. But my son, who loves her more than me, begged her and assured that he would be only watching us and nothing more. Despite my wife’s protests, he undressed. He has a masculine body of an athlete and very smart. So, I continued stroking my wise all over, trying to once again warm her up. Slowly she caught up and peeped towards my son. He was already erect, trying to shoot. I felt pity and asked him to come closer. Surprisingly, my wife did not protest. As he came closer, I asked him whether he had any experience in the past, to which he replied negative. I asked my wife to let him mount her, since she liked straight sex (neither anal nor fellatio). She agreed.

My wife lay on her back, fully naked now, with legs widely spread. She warned my son not be rough, as his dad many times was. She told her the she would help him glide inside her. Now I told my wife to suck me, while my son banged her. To my surprise, she immediately agreed. I immediately stood on my knees, at back of her head and slowly pushed my dick into her mouth. Holding my balls in her hand, playing with them, she slowly started sucking me, top to bottom like an expert. On the other side, my son was fully inside her and had started giving great strokes. Being young, despite his first experience, he was taking long to come. My wife instructed him, not to shoot inside, but spread it outside. I, being already middle aged, cam very fast and my wife swallowed every bit of my cum. Exhausted; I sat on a chair besides and watched my son banging my wife.

When he was about to come, he declared so, and wife pulled him on her body and asked him to spread the cum on her breasts and her nipples. He did so with greatest pleasure and fell down, exhausted. Looking at all this, I felt erect again and declared that the fun would continue. But was too early for my son, which he told. My wife said, do not bother. Please exchange your positions – son towards her head and me towards her cunt. She sucked me till I was fully erect and I entered her moist vulva. By that time, wife took my son in her mouth, caressing his member, which slowly getting erect. By the time he was fully on, I downloaded everything I had into my wife. Then I told my son to enter her once again, which he refused. He wanted to come in his mother’ mouth and did do. Later on, for many more months, we enjoyed this adventure, in town and out town, to secluded places, where we could enjoy this kind of adventure even during daytime. What I will be narrating next, will involve my ‘sexperience’ with my sister in law, her husband and wife and the best part would be enjoying my daughter in law (my son got married two years later) with son – swapping each others wives, sort of. I know this is shocking, but absolutely true.

Hi this is Pabby again with my another group experience. If any couple, female or group of females want to chat with me or want to talk to me or want meet me plz contact me on [email protected]. I was working as a Manager in an electronics firm. I had a secretary named Nisha. She used to dress herself in a long dress and also wore a pair of scholarly looking glasses. A few interactions with her and I realized that this plain look was primarily to avoid unnecessary botheration from the colleagues who wanted to become friendly with the sole intention to take her to bed. Her attention to my needs in office was full of care and efficiency. Being shy by nature, I did not take any initiative to become close to her although I spent a lot of time day dreaming about making love to her.

Extended working hours to complete time bound job provided one day an opportunity to me to try to gauge her feelings about me. I started with asking her as to why she wore such plain clothes. She replied, “I don’t like the ogling of others in office but for you I can wear any clothes that you like, or no clothes at all!” I was pleasantly surprised by this response. I pulled her to myself and made her sit on my lap. I took her face in my hands and lightly kissed her. I had every intention to extend it to a passionate kiss but I did not want to hurry and get a wrong impression about me. It was late and I offered to drop her home in my car. We separated but nit before another longish kiss. Next day in the office I invited her to join me to spend the evening at a small disco joint that was not frequented by our office people. She promptly agreed but asked about what to wear. I said smiling, “Nothing”. She gave me a playful hug and asked again. I told her, “It is an ordinary place, and you can wear whatever is comfortable”. She further asked if she could bring her friend Ruby along. Ruby was our receptionist. My expression indicated that I was questioning her confidence in me. She immediately added, “I know what is in your mind. We do everything together and I hide nothing from her. I assure you she will be a good company at the disco; and thereafter, if you desire.” The message was clear and I could look forward to a wonderful evening.

I picked them up from the flat they shared. Nisha was wearing a mini denim skirt with a colorful loose top. Ruby was dressed in a low cut blouse and a printed skirt. At the disco we danced with each other and also with a couple of youngsters present. We had something to eat in between. Nisha danced close to me making her hard nipples press against my chest. It was turning me on and I asked her to go to the ladies room and come back after removing her bra. She said, “There is no need for me to go in, I can easily remove here without anybody noticing.” She continued to look straight at me and did what I wanted. It was a slow dance number and the lights had been turned down. I played with breasts and nipples both from outside the top and also from inside. Ruby was noticing this and joined us in a threesome dance. My other hand went to Ruby’s bum and I realized that she had in the meanwhile taken out her panties. The dance in a darkish dance floor was a virtual sexual exploration of Nisha and Ruby by me. There was hardly any part of the upper body that I did not touch and play with. All three of us were turned on. My cock was pressing from outside Nisha’s skirt to her already wet cunt. The next moment it was Ruby’s turn. As the three of us were sufficiently aroused, we decided to change the venue of our sexual exploit to my home.

While we were driving home in the car Nisha and Ruby took turn to suck my cock and play with my balls. I was using one free hand to massage their breasts and cunts. I just about managed not to cum as we reached home. As soon as we were inside both of them got out of their clothes. Seeing them naked I just tore my clothes off. They both pressed their bodies to me. I kissed them both for a long time before pulling them to my bed. Nisha was already on her back. I sat next to her and started kissing her from mouth downwards. Ruby sat behind me kissing my neck and holding me around the chest, occasionally moving to my already enlarged cock. I needed quick relief even then I controlled myself to relish the first look of Nisha’s gorgeous body. As my mouth reached Nisha’s nipples she loudly moaned. I moved slowly to her pussy playing with the fine smooth hair on top and then moved my finger to her clit.

I kissed her clit and also outside and inside the lips around her wet cunt. This made her cum in jerks while pressing my mouth to her pussy. I was not in a position to control further so I positioned my self above her and held the tip of my cock at the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. She moaned in anticipation. As I purposely delayed, she pleaded, “Please Fuck me I can’t bear it any more. Please fuck me SIR”. I entered her in a slow smooth motion enjoying every moment. This was the moment I had waited for such a long time. When I hit her tunnel end, I could hold no more and after a few quick pushes in and out, with every jurk nisha was saying FUCK FUCK FUCK, YA FUCK ME HEARD, SIR YESSSSSS FUCK ME YA… I exploded inside the pussy of my Nisha for the first time. She shuddered and once again climaxed. Ruby was kissing me all the time and also played with my balls and Nisha’s clit as I entered her.

I rolled over. Ruby promptly sat in between my legs and put the half extended cock in her mouth. She cleaned me thoroughly with her mouth and kissed me to allow me to taste the joint cum of Nisha’s and myself. As Ruby continued to play with my cock, I was soon ready for her. She allowed me to lie and sat over me holding my cock at the entrance of her pussy. Nisha, in the mean time got up and sat behind Ruby and started to play with her breasts and nipples. I enjoyed the site of two girls sharing a lover in such harmony. Ruby sat over my cock and allowed it to slowly enter her smooth cunt. She froze for some time enjoying the feeling of fullness inside her cunt and then started to move in ever increasing speed of in and out motion. She was athletically built and moved in and out with graceful but firm pushes. I gave myself fully to her. As this is my problem that in the 2nd shift I do not get discharged easily but Ruby got climax 2 time. I was not discharged till then this is because of my 2nd shift and lot of contributes to the 4-5 whisky drinks I had at disco Mine while Nisha also got discharged, she was sitting on my mouth while Rubby was fucking my cock. I was licking, sucking & tongue fucking her pussy. Mmmmmmm she was toooooo tasty. All her juices were flowing straight into my mouth (I love sucking pussies some times love to lick asses too.)

I asked Nisha to be in doggy style because I want to fuck her ass if she doesn’t mind she agreed to it. Rubby applied some oil on Nisha’s ass hole and some on my cock I entered her asshole slowly asking her all the time whether it hurts or not while moving in and out she started enjoying I increased the strokes while I was ass fucking Nisha Ruby come over Nisha with her one leg at each side of Nisha facing her back on me she bend forward showing her ass to me. I quickly holded her both ass cheeks in my both hands and parting them opening her ass hole to me I started licking it while I was moving my cock in Nisha’s ass and my mouth was working on Ruby’s ass. It was hell of the scene fucking & sucking 2 so dam sexy asses. Then I shifted the positions of 2 girls, fucking Rubby’s ass and sucking Nisha’s ass. As tempo increased until all of us reached a tremendous climax, now both the girls cleaned my cock by sucking & licking I was tired like hell. Lying on bed like dead man. We spent the next half an hour playing with each other and talking about sweet nothings. The three of us had a shower all the time playing with each other’s bodies as if to remember every detail for all time to come. It was a most satisfying threesome. I dropped them at their combined abode with promise to meet again and again. If any couple, female or group of females want to chat with me or want to talk to me or want meet me plz contact me on [email protected].

Hi this is Kumar here 25 years old working in a mnc in Chennai. This is a real incident that happened to my friend recently and I thought of sharing this with all u people. This is about the girl. I am talking about who is my friend’s sister. Her name is Ambika. Believe me she is a sex bomb with a beautiful n cute face and an impressive figure of 36 24 36

His husband was a fool he can’t satisfy her and he was unable to give a birth to a baby so he arranged a milk man named Jaheer (a Muslim and an ugly ghost). JAHEER was having an eye on her from the movement JAHEER saw her for the first time. Since they live just beside our house so there was not a problem for Jaheer in talking with her. JAHEER mostly come to my house just to talk with her and JAHEER was badly looking for a chance to fuck her. When JAHEER heard that she can’t get a baby through her husband. JAHEER thought that JAHEER may get a chance to fuck her. But JAHEER was lucky. It was few days before her husband about to leave to Chennai. Her brother (my friend Kumeresh) went to his college place for some work and she left alone .but came back to home for some reasons. So he got a chance to see them…

“Now the story is starts”

JAHEER got the chance and JAHEER don’t to miss that. On that d-day in the morning JAHEER came to our house with the pretext to call her to fuck. JAHEER rang the bell n she opened the door. My eyes got struck on her huge melons. JAHEER kept looking on them. She was in a transparent nighty and just woke up. JAHEER told her that her husband called him and told him about this idea to fuck her and she asked him to stay back and she would come within few minutes. JAHEER sat on the sofa and was thinking of how to utilize the chance. She went in to the bathroom and JAHEER heard of the water sound coming from inside. Imagining her dick starts rising. JAHEER went in to her room and sat on the bed. JAHEER know that she would come there from the bathroom. N she did come with a towel wrapped around her half covering her boobs till her thighs. Looking at him she was stunned. JAHEER smiled at her and told her “Ambika u has a wonderful sexy body.” JAHEER came near her she was unable to understand what to do. JAHEER hold her by her shoulder n looking deep in to her eyes. JAHEER could see the passion in her eyes and JAHEER was stunned to find her hand on his dick. She was holding his dick and pressing it he told her that he too was looking for this chance and pushed her on to the bed n fall on with her and started kissing her. Ambika too responded to her kisses and licked her lips and her tongue. We played with each other tongues for quite a time and his hands were playing with her boobs. JAHEER was pressing her huge melons. She started mourning slowly. Aahhhhhhh pleeeaaaeeeseeee jaaaheeerrrr do it sloowwww.

JAHEER took one of her boob in his mouth and other in his hands. JAHEER was licking one and pressing other JAHEER could not believe that it was happening without much struggle. Licking her nipples n biting the gently. All along she was playing with his dick JAHEER made her lie on the bed and lie besides her n started licking all over her face her boobs pressing them biting them licking them. JAHEER moved downwards and started playing with her thighs. Made ourselves nude. My face got re by angry. Because an ugly devil is going to fuck my beautiful sister in front of me… but me m not going to stop them… I m going to watch them. JAHEER is in between her thighs. JAHEER was biting her thighs n finally reached the dream place. Kissed her pussy and she mournedda lot. Spread her pussy lips and started licking her pussy she got wild and started using abuse language denga ra nanu lanja kodaka inka agalenu ra.

Durcha ra ne modda ni na puku lopalaki. Nenu agalekapotunanu aaahhhhhhhhh ra raaaaaaaa na moguda denga ra nanu kasi ga. E roju kosam nenu chala wait chesanu. JAHEER too was unable to hold and spread her legs and rubbed his dick on her pussy n inserted a bit in her pussy. Hold her by her waist and jerked a bit n inserted some more. In this way slowly JAHEER inserted his hole 9 inches in her little pussy because my sister’s husband dick is only 4 inches. Laid on her for a while and started moving to n fro slowly. Holding her by her waist and moving to n fro. Her boobs were moving in rhythm and she was mourning in rhythm. Yes JAHEER fuck me. Dengu baga fast ga denguuuuuu. JAHEER too responded and moved faster. Lanja e roju ninnu dengi dengi vodulutanu. Ne andali nenu kasi ga anubhavistanu ne sallu ni pindestanu ne puku ni cheekutanu and within 10 minutes they both collapsed and cummed at a time. The incident didn’t end there. Then they cleaned ourselves and went to hall. There they had their breakfast and JAHEER told my sister that he is going to fuck her in ass hole. She was afraid and bugged him. Please don’t do this to me but he should not response to her. He ordered her to stand in dog style he put some oil in her ass an inserted his 9 inch dick Jaheer fucked my sexy sister Ambika for 6 times in her pussy and 5 times in her ass now she gave a birth to a baby my sister, her husband ,Jaheer and I only know the original father of that baby… still Jaheer fucking my sister like a machine when ever he want’s my sisters. But her husband can’t stop him. Any ladies, gals want sex contact me my email id [email protected].

Hi readers. I have been a regular reader to this site. I want to share my true experience. I had been a city in Andhra because of job assignment. I stayed in a palkad Brahmin mess upstairs. The mess owner’s family was also living next to my room. They were owner, his wife, his son, his daughter. The family and the members are very beautiful. I stayed as a bachelor and guest. I straight away come to the story. On the first sight itself I felt love with the boy (that is the owner’s son). He is a teenager. He was studying intermediate.

He also has some admirations over me. I used to stare at him when he comes half naked. He is very much weatish in color, lovely lips, inviting eyes, good physique. I always stare at him and some times he catches hold of my inner feelings and responds to me by smiling. I found one day on usual stare, he looked at me and want only he self screwed his nipple. As if he is reading a magazine he had done this. This raised my assertions over him very much.

Since AP is very hot in summer we bachelors use to sleep in the staircase. There is a constructed granite stage. We use to sleep there. One summer while no body was there for three days and all gone to native on leave I slept there alone. This guy also came to

sleep there. I chat with him and with hot sigh I concealed my feelings and tried to sleep. This guy on slept immediately or pretend as slept. I slowly made my movements. He shouted as if he was in bad dream. Please leave me was his shout repeatedly. I then

Did not try and slept. Second day also the same thing. Because I never touched any one with out their consent. Third day a full moon day I just laid and the guy came and shut the door cautiously and laid next to me and talked to me for some time. Said to me sleep sir, I also get sleep. I thought ok and said ok. But I could not get sleep. It was a full moon day. He wore only a Bermudas. No shirt and nothing inside the Bermuda. That Bermuda also in velvet cloth red and yellow strips. His entire body gleamed in full moon day. Hiding my wishes I tried to sleep. A desire cropped in my mind, just too at least touch his skin some where in his body. With full fear I tendered touched his elbow. He did not show any objections. I too had gained some guts and my desire guided me not to take the finger. I proceed to touch his bare chest very cautiously. Slowly rubbed and just massaged his naval area. This time it appeared he was smiling. I took advantage of this and slowly kneaded his right chest and kissed on his lip. He raised his both hands and folded to hide his eyes and left a smile. I then kissed all over his body took much time in his chest and kneaded to extent possible such that the chest area became reddish and his nipple stood straight as pink screw. I sucked the same.

To my surprise, a little bit of liquid was coming out of his nipple to my mouth. Believe or not that was tasty like some milk. with this I took other nipple to suck and the same experience was there. I bite him through out his body. I undress his Bermuda in one pull. At this time he cooperated me to take out the dress by turning his body to hide his manhood and show his buttocks. At this I must explain his beauty. What a sight was that! What an arse he has! I certainly can say that I have never seen this much of back beauty in girls also. It was quite round and pulpy very wheatish and very soft like a cake. I put my hand and rubbed over that and kneaded that to at least 15 minutes. Mean while I could see his manhood also. It was tiny since it pressed it against the marble floor. I took his genitals and pressed and again kneaded his buttocks.

My manhood grows big in my lungi. I took it out and placed between the arse cheeks. He responded for that by raising his arse and spread wider. Since virgin it was very tough to press and penetrate. But he did express pain. I just rubbing his back and kneaded his arse and at the same time pressed my prick inside deeper. He at last took it inside and pumped with slow motions to fastest motions. I am sure he enjoyed every kick by raising his arse and pressed them to my body. At last after 10 minutes fight with his buttocks fort my prick soldaire emitted heat fluid balm inside. We slept for a while in that position. After my prick come to its old position, I took it out and left him and slept aside. He then took his Bermuda rubbed all the cum and ran away to wash. Next day morning he saw me with shy and now and then when chance comes he tried to bang my prick with his buttocks in presence of others. Others had no doubt because already we are friends. Thanks to all.

Hello friends this is Vasu back again with the next part of the story. First thanks to all for your replies and love. So many people replied to me that they like my story and enjoyed it thank you so much, it’s very good to hear about it. To all the people reading my story I assure you that each and every part of my story is completely true. I wrote the exact things what has happened in my life. So before continuing my story let me give my brief intro to the new people. I’m Vasu, I’m 28 years old, and I’m living in Bangalore with my mom. The story that I’m going to tell you has happen when I was about 19. My mom’s age was about 40 and her height is 5”8.Even if she was of 40 she used to maintain diet very carefully and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.

So as usual daily my mom used to do yoga early in the morning. So when I see her boobs while doing yoga and get erection I don’t masturbate. I go grab her and fuck her as my father will be in sound sleep due to his business strain. He won’t wake up till 10:00AM. At nights when dad goes to sleep at 1 or 2 o’clock mom comes to my room we have sex two to three times after that mom goes back to her room and sleep. A month passed mom and I were very happy with our new sex life. One day after a fresh breakfast sex in the morning I got ready for my college and left. In the way surprisingly I met my school teacher. His name was Rafiq. He used to teach me Mathematics and also take tuition after the school. I used to be one of his good students. Actually he recognized me first and called my name.

Mr. Rafiq was about 38 years old a mathematics teacher in my school. He was married but had no children. His wife’s name was Nazreen. She always used to be on bed due to her ill health. He has spent a lot of money for the sake of his wife’s health. He left the teaching job and was looking after his own general stores. I went near him and we greeted each other. Both of us were happy to meet again. He asked me about my studies and about my parents. He told me that after leaving the school job he has shifted his house near by his shop. His house was 5 lanes after my house. He asked me to visit his house once and keep in touch. And after about 15min chatting I took his leave and went to my college.

In the evening I returned home had sex with mom as usual and we were lying on the bed breathing heavily. After some time taking up some breath I told mom about my meeting with my school teacher in the morning. I told every thing about him and his wife. Mom told me to invite him to our house for a cup of tea. I agreed with that. I went two more rounds with my mom on bed and went out for some cool and fresh air. It was about 8pm. So as I was free and was out for a walk I thought of visiting Rafiq sir’s house and invite him to my house for tea. I went inside his house and met him. Mrs. Rafiq was suffering with paralysis. She was lying on the bed. I felt sorry for Rafiq sir and I invited him to my house. He agreed to come on Sunday evening. Then I left to my home. I reached home at about 9 o’clock. Mom was preparing our dinner. Dad still didn’t reach home. I was totally upset after watching Mrs. Rafiq in that condition. Mom came near and sat beside me, asked “what happen?” I told her everything that happened and my mom too felt sorry about their situation. She then to make up my mood told me that as my father was not at home why not to have one round on the bed before our dinner till then my father shall be back home. So then we had sex and had dinner.

The next day morning while going to the college I visited Rafiq’s shop. He then asked me that what my father was doing. I said he is a businessman. He asked me to bring my parents to his house for tea that evening. I agreed and left to college. In the evening I and mom went to Rafiq’s house as my father was busy and he may come late. As we reached Rafiq’s house he welcomed us into his house and we were talking about the school days. Suddenly I noticed that Rafiq was looking constantly at my mom. He was watching her body curves and of course her boobs. At that time I got so angry and thought of kicking his ass right there. But I couldn’t as my mom was there and I don’t want to make a mess over there. So then later we left to our house. In the way to home I said “Mr. Rafiq is a nice person, isn’t it Mom?” Mom said “Nice my foot. He was such an asshole. All men are the same. I had never met such an indecent and disgusting man”. I asked mom “What was wrong?” Mom said “Didn’t you see how he was looking at me. I was calm because he was your teacher or else I would have slapped him for such kind of behavior”. I said “Oh when was it mom? I didn’t see that? ” At that time mom was too angry and remained silent till we reached home.

When we reached home she opened the lock seriously went inside the bedroom and was changing her clothes. I slowly walked near the bedroom behind her. When I entered the bedroom I saw mom had removed her saree, blouse and petticoat. She was only with her bra and panty. I hugged her from behind and slowly started unhooking her bra. Mom was silent and closed her eyes. After unhooking the bra I turned mom towards me and said, “Its ok mom calm down. You have seen Mrs. Rafiq’s condition. Poor Mr. Rafiq, he might not have sex for a long time”. With that she became little bit calm took a deep breath hugged me and said that she didn’t like that at all. I said “Its ok mom let it go and just relax” and I hugged her too. We both slowly moved on to the bed and laid on it. I was lying on her top. I slowly kissed her lips, neck and started sucking and squeezing her breast. Then I removed her bra and panty. She helped me in removing my clothes. Then I stretched her legs and slowly inserted my dick in her cunt. Mom was moaning slowly and moving her body up and down with my strokes. In the beginning I slowly inserted my dick in and out and then started fucking fast and deep. Her cunt was wet and warm. I can feel her body heat with my dick. She rolled her legs around my hips, hugged me tightly and rubbing my back softly. I was fucking her really hard and licking her breast, neck and lips. My tongue was inside her mouth and she was moving her tongue with my tongue and she was sucking and drinking my saliva. I was fucking fast and hard. Our bed was moving and was making horrible sound. The whole room was filled with the bed resound and our both moaning. Suddenly mom pushed me back and got down from the bed. My dick was leaking sperms and it was looking like gel applied to it. I asked mom what happen. She seriously rubbed the gel from her cunt went inside the bathroom and washed herself. I didn’t understand. I again asked her “what happen? What’s wrong?” She came out of the bathroom and scolded me that I was not using a condom (she never allowed me fuck her without the condom) she left the room and went into the kitchen. I was speechless and out of my mind.

I got down from the bed took one condom from the locker, put it on and went into the kitchen. I was totally nude. Only thing I was wearing was a condom. I slowly tried to hug mom. But she refused. I told her sorry and again tried to hug her. She again refused me. I turned her towards me caught her tightly and said sorry. She didn’t move. She was wearing her nightgown and nothing inside. I kissed her gently. I lifted her in my arms and brought her into the hall and laid her on the floor. I removed her nightgown kissed her lips, neck and started sucking her breast and slowly rubbing her cunt. After making her horny I slowly inserted my dick and started fucking her. After 20 min I cummed and mom also had an orgasm.

As I known Rafiq’s desire for my mom I decided to add some fun in that evening. Luckily my dad was out for his work. It was a nice advantage for me to have fun and also take revenge on my mom for the previous incident. Mom had a very sexy saree. My dad gave her a present for their marriage anniversary. It was a red colored saree completely transparent including her low ‘v’-shaped blouse neck. Her boobs will be visible damn clear. She can’t cover them with her saree as it’s also transparent. Simply, with that saree she almost looks like topless.

So I asked mom to ware that saree. She straight away refused to ware it and said “Are you out of your mind? Do you know what you are asking me to do?” I said “Relax mom I know what I want you to do and I’m not out of my mind. Knowingly I want you to do this. I just want to have fun that’s it”. She simply said “No”. Then I said “ok fine if you don’t listen to me then I won’t listen to you. I will meet Rafiq and tell him not to come to our house and I will not talk with you again” and I went into the hall and sat on the sofa. After some time mom came near me and stood in front of me. She said “ok fine I will do it as you say. But this will never repeat again”. I didn’t say anything just sat there seriously. Mom sat beside me and said “ok now I told you I’ll do it as you said, now don’t be serious.”

Then she went into the bedroom to change her clothes. After some time I went into the bedroom. I saw mom was wearing her bra. I stopped her and told her not to wear anything inside. She looked at me seriously and said “you are such an asshole” and she removed her bra and wore her saree. She was looking more sexy and tempting than I thought with the open top. As my mom was fair in color the red color transparent saree with red colored lipstick made her look like a sex goddess. Even after fucking mom for so many times I still feel like my desire of fucking her was becoming more and more. I was staring at her.

She looked at me and asked what is it? I went close, hugged her and kissed her lips and going on kissing. Then we heard our calling bell. I said it’s Rafiq he has come. Mom’s lipstick was on my lips. I quickly wiped it with a napkin and I asked mom to open the door as I will be hiding inside my room. She asked “now what does that mean? Why will you hide?” I told mom that he won’t do to you anything and he will be hesitating to see you in my presence. So tell him that I’m not at home and went to out with my father. Mom was surprised and was hesitating to do that. I forced her to just go and open the door. Then mom said what if it is not your sir anybody else what will he think about me when he watch me with such clothes. Then I went near the door and saw through the peep hole and confirmed that it was Rafiq and told mom to open the door and then I went into my room.

Mom went and opened the door. Rafiq was standing in front of the door. He saw mom and was shocked and speechless. Mom asked him to come inside. He came inside the house and asked for me. Mom told him that I went out with my father. He then took a deep breath and sat on the sofa. Mom sat in front of him in a chair. He was totally soundless. Mom too was a little bit nervous and shy. The room was total silence. Then mom asked him that would he like to have tea. Rafiq was still looking at mom’s boobs and he suddenly whispered “yes sure. I will have a cup of tea.” Mom went inside the kitchen and was preparing tea. Rafiq was full of sweat and breathing fast. I think he was still not out of the shock after watching my mom with red transparent saree and her boobs. Then after a while mom came from the kitchen with two cups on a tray. She came near Rafiq to give him the tea cup. Rafiq was able to see her body very closely. He became so horny and was not able to control himself. He took a tea cup and burned his lips while drinking.

Rafiq was staring at mom and mom was putting her maximum efforts to cover her self. They looked each other and smiled. After drinking tea mom took the tea cups and went into the kitchen. Rafiq waited for some time and went into the kitchen. He stood behind mom and first hesitated to put his hand on her then again tried to touch her and kept his hand on her shoulder. Mom didn’t make any movement. Then he hugged her from behind and started kissed her on her neck. He started moving his hand from her shoulder to her back and hips. Mom turned around trying to move from his arms. Rafiq hugged her again tightly and started pressing her boobs, kissing her neck and was trying to kiss her lips. Mom pushed him back and tried to come out of the kitchen. Rafiq again caught her tightly press her to the wall and was forcing to kiss her. Mom was trying hard to resist him from kissing her lips. Rafiq completely trapped mom in his arms and pressing his body to mom. He moved her saree pallu from her boob and trying to kiss her boobs and pressing them. He tried to unhook her blouse but mom was not allowing him to do it. He then suddenly tarred off her blouse and started sucking her boobs. Mom started screaming to stop. Rafiq was totally in a rhythm. He was not looking like he is goanna stop. He then started becoming little bit rude with my mom. He dragged mom and took her to the bedroom and pushed her on the bed and he started removing his clothes. He removed his shirt, opened his pant zip and jumped on mom. He was little bit harsh with her this time. Mom started shouting “Stop please no please stop it.” He hugged her tight and was kissing all over her body.

I thought that its time for me to stop it. So I went out from back yard, came to the front door and pressed the calling bell. In 2min Rafiq opened the door and he was shocked seeing me. I wished him and came inside. He was sweating horribly. I asked him, “What happened sir? Are you ok?” He junked a little bit and said he is fine and was feeling little bit hot in the room. Then I switched on the fan and we both sat on the chairs. Mom came out from the bedroom changed her clothes. I asked Rafiq that would he want to drink some water. He said no and said that he has to go to his shop as no one will be there and he looked at mom smiled and he left our house. After he was gone I looked at mom smiling and asked her about how she felt. She looked at me seriously and didn’t say anything. I laughed and sat beside her and hugged her. I kissed on her cheek and slowly squeezing her breast. Mom pushed me back, removed the tea cups and went into the kitchen. I went behind her into the kitchen and hugged her from behind. She tried to move but I lifted her in my arms and took her into our bedroom and laid her on the bed. I stood in front of her removed my clothes and became naked. I slowly grabbed her and started kissing her body. Soon I removed her clothes and we had three rounds of sex. Every time I fuck my mom I feel like having a new experience. Next day I didn’t go to the college. I went from front of the Rafiq’s shop pretending that I was going to the college but I went to my house from other route and entered my house from the back yard and climbed on to the roof and waited thinking of Rafiq may come to our house. I waited the whole day but he didn’t come.

The following next day I went to college and came back in the evening and knocked the door. Mom opened the door; she was wearing night dress. She was looking too tired and she was feeling difficult to walk. I asked mom, “Are you ok, mom?” She was standing before me feeling so uncomfortable and little pain in her knees. I took her to my bedroom and laid her on the bed. Mom with pain screamed “It’s your fault.” I asked “what did I do mom?” “Oh god, Tell me what’s wrong mom? What happened?” She told me that in the morning after when I left to the collage Mr. Rafiq came to our house. I was shocked and whispered myself “Shit I knew he would come, but I missed the chance.” I asked mom “then what happen?” Looking at me seriously she lifted her night dress till her waste. God! Her pussy skin was in pale pink in color. I tried to touch it with my fingers. But mom didn’t allow me to touch it. I asked her “Tell me what happened?”

Mom slowly took a deep breadth and told me that in the morning after I went to the collage Mr. Rafiq came to our house and rang the calling bell. When mom opened the door he came inside and asked about me. When she told him that I went to collage then suddenly he closed the door tried to hug mom and started kissing her. He made her lay on the floor and was hugging her tight. Mom told me that she tried to escape from him but he caught her very strong. She was completely in his control. Then mom suddenly pushed him and move away from him.

Mom ran inside our bed room and tried to close the door. But he pushed her back came inside the bed room closed the door and started removing his clothes. Mom told him to stop and leave the house. Till then he removed his clothes and stood in front of her totally nude. His dick was pointing her straight. He then slowly came close to her. Mom tried to come out of the room but he caught her and pushed her on the bed and laid on her. His was pressing his dick to her belly. He tore off her clothes and with full pressure inserted his dick into her. Mom shouted loudly with pain. But he was not stopping. He fucked her hard and vulgar. She told me that he fucked her for about 2 hours Cumming a huge load of sperms had 4 to 5 shots. Then he was exhausted and laid beside her for some time breathing heavily. Mom got down from the bed took a blanket to cover her and sat in the corner of the room crying. Then suddenly Rafiq came close to her and tried to stop her crying. As she was still crying he got up and wore his clothes and left the house. She cried till the afternoon. In the evening I came home and the remaining was known. I became calm and mom was still screaming with little pain. I gave her painkillers and laid her on the bed. From that day Rafiq never came to our house. A few weeks passed. The romance continued. That will be continued in my next story. Bye till then. Mail me to [email protected].

Hi Readers. This is Saranya. Once I went to my ancestral village with my family. It’s a small village with full of green field. We have enough cultivation land in our village. My grandpa and grandma look after the cultivation. I went to my farm. Next to my farm is a big lake. Krishna, one of my uncles is taking care of the farm. He was there when I went there. He took me around the farm; there was a big well in our farm. Then we moved to the lake area. After sometime we came back to our farm. Krishna had good physique. He is almost six feet tall and broad chest with full of hair. He went to the pump room and removed his dress and came out wearing shorts. He dived in the well and started swimming. He asked me “Saranya, do you know swimming? I said “No Uncle”. He said “Shall I teach you? I said ok. He came out and I stepped in the well through the steps. He dived first and showed me the way of moving legs and hands while swimming. He spread his hands and asked me to float on his hands. He asked me to move my hands and legs. I moved my hands and legs. I was in salwar kameez. He hold my waist and came along with me. It was wonderful. I was tired and stopped moving my limbs and hugged him. He pulled me closer to him and hugged me. Then I spread his hands and started swimming. Now his left hand went under my kameez and touched my belly. I enjoyed that. Since there was no resistance from me, his hand moved little up and touched my right boob. I was swimming and he also came along with me. Now he started massaging my right boob and his right hand came between my legs and came closer to my pussy. I stopped swimming and hugged him. We kissed each other passionately.

We came out of the well and wiped ourselves. Krishna showed the field with full of tall maize crops and asked me “Saranya, Shall we go there? I said “Ok” and we went there. We two moved inside the field. The crops were more than six feet and we cannot spot the person standing inside. He immediately hugged me and kissed me. He turned me and from the back he hugged me and kissed me on the neck and bit my earlobes. He inserted his hands under my kameez and played on my belly area. I became so hot and started enjoying the play. He massaged my belly and inserted his forefinger in my navel. His both hands cupped my breast and massaged my boobs. He removed my kameez and cupped my breast over my bra. He hugged me tightly. He unhooked my bra and removed it. He turned me towards him and sucked my right boob and crushed my left boob. He pulled my nipple. He swallowed half of my right boob, bit the nipple. At the same time his right hand fondled my left boob. His fingers played on my boob and crushed it. I felt the pain at the same time it was pleasure. Now he untied the knot of my salwar and it came to my feet. He sat in front of me caressed my legs. His hands move to my thigh. He kissed my pussy. He rolled my panty down and removed it. I was standing naked in front of him. He widened my legs slightly and started licking my pussy. He licked my pussy lips and opened it with his fingers and inserted his tongue inside my pussy. He moved his tongue close to my clitoris and gave a gentle bit. I jerked and pressed his head tightly to my pussy. He played well with his tongue and made me to reach the orgasm. I moaned due to pleasure. I released my pussy juice and he eagerly drunk it. He cleaned my pussy with his magic tongue.

He spread my dress and asked me to lye on that. I did so. He removed his shorts. I was surprised to see his huge dick. He lye on me and kissed me and bit me on my shoulder. He rubbed his pubic hair with mine. I felt the heat due to friction. I really enjoyed that rubbing. He widened my legs with his legs. He moved his fore skin of his dick back. It was pink in color. He placed his dick on my pussy. I opened my pussy and guided him to enter my pussy. His thick dick was not able to enter completely. He entered inside me partly. Now he put his arms under my arms and came closer. He covered my mouth with his mouth and suddenly he applied more pressure and inserted his dick completely. I was not able to scream because he covered my mouth. He started fucking me. He moved his dick deep inside my pussy. I felt a thick wooden pole moving up and down inside my pussy. I was gasping for air. He put his tongue inside my mouth and played. At the same time he was moving gently inside my pussy up and down. His hairy chest pressed my boobs. It was really amazing moment for me. A huge thick dick moving inside pussy tightly is really superb. He fucked me about five minutes increased his speed suddenly. He asked me “Saranya, shall I fill your pussy with my sperm or take my dick out without filling? I said “Krishna, please inject your sperm deep inside my pussy”. He pressed his dick deep and ejaculated his sperm well inside my vagina. I hugged him tightly and kissed him. He spread on me for sometime and caressed my body inch by inch. He got up and now I turned around facing the ground. Now he spread on me. His dick was rubbing my butt. He put his hand under my breast and cupped my boobs. I raised my chest little up and made convenient for him to play on my boobs. He pinched my nipples and made it hard. He said “Saranya, let us move”. We both got up and dressed. We took bath in the small tank near the well and went home. In the noon we all had lunch and took rest. Night, Krishna went to the farm for night security. While going he asked me “Saranya, will you come tomorrow to learn swimming? I said “Yes, my dear uncle”.

Next morning I went little early to the farm. Krishna was resting near the pump room on the cot. On seeing me he smiled. We two entered the pump room. I hugged him tightly. He kissed me and played his hands on my back. He crushed my butt. We both removed our clothes. His dick was in full length and ready to fuck me. He hugged me tightly. His dick was rubbing my pussy. He hit my pussy with his hard dick. I put my right hand on his dick and moved the skin front and back. I asked him”Krishna, shall I take your dick in my mouth? He said “With pleasure”. I sat in front of him and licked his balls and kissed it. My tongue was licking his dick inch by inch. I pealed his fore skin and allowed my tongue to play on the tip of his dick. He moaned. I took his dick in my mouth and started moving my head front and back. He was enjoying the play. I tried to swallow his full dick but it hit my throat and I choked severely. Tears came from my eyes. He took his dick from my mouth. I breathed heavily and rested for sometime. Then we got up and dressed. He said “Saranya, we will go to the lake area and have fun”. I asked him “Krish, will anyone can notice us? He said “Saranya, there is a remote area on the other end of the lake, there no one will come”. We moved to that area. The people movement was very rare. We stepped in the water and he guided me to safe point, where there was a rock. The water level was just above our shoulder. We removed our dress and kept on the rock. He hugged me and we two kissed each other. His hands come to my waist and massaged my waist. His right hand crushed my pussy. He inserted his middle finger inside my pussy and rubbed the wall. I was moaning. He finger fucked me for sometime. He moved me to the rock and positioned me that my back was touching the rock. Then he guided his dick inside my pussy by opening my pussy lips. He slowly inserted his dick. His dick completely went inside my pussy. Now he started fucking me. He went deep inside me and made me to fly in the air. I was moaning loudly. He covered my lips with his lips and fucked me with his full strength. At last he released his sperm inside my pussy and hugged me tightly. We caressed each other. We dressed and came to the pump room. We took bath together in the well and went home. While coming Krishna said “Saranya, tonight I will not go to the farm so we will play another round in the night”.

That night Krishna stayed back at home. After everybody slept, I went to his room. He was expecting me. As soon as I entered his room he hugged me and removed my dress. He was wearing dhoti. I pulled his dhoti. His junior was in full erection. He said “Saranya, I want to do from your back”. I went to the leg side of the cot and adjusted my position by holding the cot arms. He came behind me and crushed my butt. He bent me little and widened my legs. From the back he slowly inserted his dick inside my pussy. He slowly started fucking me. My boobs were swinging. He cupped my boobs and fondled them. I was really enjoying that fuck style. He kept on fucking for about five minutes and ejected his sperm inside my pussy. I hugged him and kissed him. We dressed up and I went to my room. I spend ten days in my village and whenever we get the chance we will hook up. Daily morning he used to fuck me in the pump room and sometimes in the house. Your comments on [email protected].

Hello!! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for you are you enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on [email protected] or [email protected] enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here…

Attending this fancy dress party had been her half Italian friend Mona’s idea and subsequently Helena had decided to dress as a roman serving wench. With help from the house staff she had fabricated a convincing costume from an old bed sheet they had scrounged up for her. The white makeshift toga was held up by a gold brooch on one shoulder and drawn in around her waist by a thin gold belt; cheap raffia flip-flops adorned her feet. Helena wore her long straight immaculately groomed natural blonde hair gathered up in a high ponytail and secured by a golden hair clasp and she wore gold hoop earrings, a few bangles and several rings. Knowing it would aggravate her parents immensely and cause quite a stir amongst the more stuffy guests that would be attending tonight’s function she daringly wore only a skimpiest white thong beneath the thin makeshift toga that left little to the imagination. At eighteen and the all-important half Helena was old enough to do everything any adult could but she was still considered to be a child by the local set. It really angered her, she could join the army if she wished, vote and even get pregnant but local society which meant so much to her parents would not recognize her as an adult.

The party was for someone in her friend Angie’s family who was hoping to rise in the local rankings. And was held in her fathers hotel function rooms. To her satisfaction Helena really had created quite an impression when she first entered with almost everyone who was there as she had hoped, there were few more daring or outlandish but because of her age and family Helena caused quite a stir. Loving every moment she cavorted quite reservedly around the rooms, she got great pleasure in her parents and their friends’ horror and shock at her behavior, her father glared furiously at her. She felt a wicked sense of satisfaction and classed it as a great victory watching her parents squirm uncomfortably for some time before they finally excused themselves and left. The evening proceeded and the attention she was getting was fantastic, she had been flirting blatantly with several male friends at once when she had first caught sight of the new and unfamiliar guest that arrived awfully late.

She had been outdone completely and stood in shock, in fact rendered speechless the whole gathering fell silent staring in awe as the new guest entered, for quite some time the newcomer was the centre of the whole rooms attention robbing Helena of the limelight and attention she craved so much. Her first reaction was one of spiteful anger as she stared hatefully at the young woman. Spoilt from birth Helena was used to getting things her way, her locally very important parents had seen to it and now as she grew up were beginning to pay the price.

Incredibly attractive the girl that caught everyone’s interest had come dressed very daringly in a costume that consisted of little more than a few strips of carefully placed crimson fabric fastened to a widespread stiff white collar by a large gold ring. Her sparse costume was perfectly complemented by the thigh high black patent leather boots she wore so well. Immediately Helena had seen her she knew the girl was dressed as a teenage comic book heroine of her called vampirella from those old superhero magazines her father had diligently sourced for her. At her age she had grown out of the mags really, they were filed away in a cupboard somewhere, however her old room was covered in posters of her and other comic book characters such as spidey, the silver surfer, wonder woman and many more. Many of them had been covered or replaced with rock and pop posters but v had remained because she still fired Helena’s imagination.

The girl’s poise was perfect as she swept into the awe struck crowd, Helena thought she knew everyone that mattered so who could this bitch be. Before too long though everyone’s interest in the stunning stranger had waned somewhat and she had almost blended into the throng though people nearby couldn’t help but ogle her. Conversations began afresh; soon she was all but forgotten by most of the attending guests. Unfortunately for Helena she was fascinated by her, she for one couldn’t tear her eyes away. Hating herself for thinking it but she thought the girl looked truly magnificent dressed so daringly and a few well-placed trinkets of gold jewelry complimented her skimpy outfit perfectly and it riled Helena. The exceedingly long straight blue-black hair was loose and was so luxuriant Helena decided cattily that it must be a wig. Despite her catty hate and distaste for the girl something strange was disturbed deep inside Helena something that slowly dispelled the ire that at first had began as a seething jealous anger but rapidly transformed into something much more disturbing. Each time she caught sight of the girl the demon stirred restlessly deep within and she found herself increasingly sneaking admiring peeks at the girl.

For some time Helena managed to keep up her flirty conversation with the men and to maintain their interest while covertly watching the stunning creature circulating around the room chatting amiably with the other guests. At college this year Helena had experimented a little, having a few flings with some of the other girls and she had quite enjoyed some of her experiences. There was something very different about this girl though she thought as just watching the girl from afar made Helena feel more than a just a little unsettled, more than a little excited too. Without her realizing that her occasional sly glances had become more frequent, lingering longer, growing more noticeably blatant, Helena soon found herself absolutely intrigued by the girl.

Abruptly though Helena realized she had been caught out, the girl had clearly become aware of the attention that she was receiving and turned her head to look straight at her. A sudden thrill of undeniable fearful excitement shot through Helena as their green eyed stares met, even over such a distance her gaze was held fast across the crowd by the fire that burnt in the girl’s vivid green eyes. Anxiously Helena swore beneath her breath, in terror she watched mesmerized as the girl excused herself from the group she was with and began moving across the room in her direction. Confidently chatting politely but briefly with various guests as she moved through the scattered throng she was to Helena at least gradually closing in on her. There was no escape from meeting her even if she wished as the girl cut off her only exit as if by chance. In no time she stood before her smiling coolly awaiting an introduction. The dice was cast and Helena reddened even more smiling coyly for once overwhelmed by the situation she found herself in. Her mind which was normally quick to answer and sharp-witted let her down as she gawped childlike at the intoxicating beauty that stood before her.

“You must be vampirella?” she blurted out cringing inside as the words left her mouth.

“I must.” the girl’s deep voice oozed out warmly, “very astute of you, if I may say!”

“I’ve never seen you before” Helena tried to start the conversation again, “are you new round here?”

“yes and no, so to speak” the girl chuckled warmly easing Helena’s tension a little “we creatures of the night just don’t get out to socialize that much.”

“Of course,” laughed Helena trying to hold her self in check, “only the hours of darkness for you, eh!”

“So what are you?” enquired the girl casting her eyes appreciatively over Helena sending a thrill through her, “could be a slave or a sacrificial offering?”

“I thought my outfit was, well you know!” she babbled weakly, “I wore it to piss my dad off really.”

“Oh it is, very,” the girl cocked an eyebrow, causing mayhem in Helena’s already confused mind, “very appetizing.”

“You know, you are really stunning in that outfit?” stammered Helena “I think you’re very brave wearing it, it’s so well… Revealing!” her face flushed red at her own blundering, heavy-footed attempt at seduction.

The girl rocked back on her heels laughing heartily, in turn Helena stared like a kid into a toyshop window near Christmas. Even as the girl straightened Helena simply couldn’t tear her eyes from her breasts.

“So who are you?” the girl whispered purposefully grasping her attention leaning close.

“Oh err…. My names Helena, and in reply to your enquiry I’m supposed to be a roman serving girl” she desperately tried to hold her silly mouth in check, “so what’s yours? Your name that is!”

“You may call me vampirella, slave!” laughed the girl confidently putting on a false haughty tone “or mistress or even goddess will suffice!”

“Well I am dressed as a slave girl, I could serve a goddess though perhaps I’m from slightly the wrong era for vampires?” she laughed attempting to make light of the developing drama.

“Oh my slave, we vampiric creatures have existed since the dawn of civilization taking who or what we wish long before roman times even!”

“Oh!” was all that escaped Helena.

The look of passion that glowed in the black haired beauty’s eyes was unmistakable as she spoke. For the second time in moments Helena felt herself blush crimson, it seemed things were moving exceptionally fast. As the girl drew a little closer Helena’s heart thumped in her breast with fevered anticipation. She could hardly contain her excitement as she found herself mentally anticipating the gorgeous girl making love to her. Knowing her interest must be quite obvious to anyone watching Helena was still terrified to make a move on her. One because even she wouldn’t put her parents through that amount of humiliation, well not yet at least but mainly in case of rejection by the girl. A silence fraught with sexual tension followed while a spellbound Helena stared mesmerized into the smiling girl’s emerald green eyes. Long moments of awkward silence passed before Helena spoke hesitantly at last managing to break their delicious eye contact.

“I really enjoy vampire movies and books,” she attempted to make conversation.

“Really?” the girl sounded amused and smiled warmly.

Continuing she tried to sound serious “they’re always portrayed so sensually and highly erotically don’t you think?”

Still smiling the girl averted her eyes purposefully looking down, seemingly thinking deeply she pursed her soft crimson lips thoughtfully. Alarmed but excited Helena realized the girl was staring directly at the rise and fall of her breasts, what she now realized was that in this light the fabric of her toga was almost translucent. Not that even the most opaque fabric could hide the distended flesh that crowned them. Swallowing hard trying to moisten her dry trembling throat she suddenly felt too scared to speak or attempt to divert the girl’s gaze. Finally audibly drawing a deep breath through her nose the girl looked up and caught Helena’s eye in her gaze as she spoke.

“Judging by your attempts at conversation and your obvious excitement Helena I believe that you perhaps enjoy the darker more sensual stories and fables?”

“Perhaps?” she squeaked almost scared to breathe as the tension rose.

“Perhaps tales like the manifold stories where the innocent pretty young blonde girl is seduced by a stunningly gorgeous but wicked female vampire eh?” her tone was both enquiring and mischievous and shook Helena.

“Of course not! It’s all superstitious nonsense after all isn’t it?” Helena’s voice wavered as she desperately strove to control the conversation, too late she was attempting to conceal her growing excitement, “of course there is no such thing as vampires or werewolves are there?”

“Really, is that what you truly think?” the girl laughed then suddenly turned serious she spoke softly but assuredly “I beg to differ my dear!”

“Don’t be silly!” Helena laughed nervously while attempting to compose a retort.

Unable to calm herself Helena squirmed uncomfortably, her mind was scrambled by the lustful thoughts that relentlessly plagued her. Any attempts to lighten or even avoid the developing situation died at once in Helena’s mind as the full meaning of the girl’s brief but direct statement sank in instantly. She trembled with a strange mix of fear and excitement as she desperately attempted to gather an argument in defense. Her mesmerized eyes followed the girl’s as they fell to her breasts once again. Helena had already seen her own rapidly hardening nipples and swollen aureole thrusting through the thin white fabric of her toga and knew the girl had more than noticed. Her heart skipped a beat as the girl casually reached up to brush one of her long nailed fingertips over Helena’s rigid nipple accidentally or so it would seem to anyone who may be watching.

“you can’t convince me” Helena puffed up her defenses attempting to master the case as she tried to ignore the pleasurable sensation the girl’s briefest touch caused her.

“I do not need to convince you dear slave, I’m irresistible to you, right now I can sense the heightening intensity of your excitement” the girl continued seriously “even trapped amongst this raucous overly intrusive throng my powers sensed your eager willingness to be alone with me, once your jealousy subsided of course!”

“Jealousy!” Helena cried defensively.

“Yes jealousy, I stole your thunder and now you are terrified I’ll steal your heart,” glittering green eyes held her fast, “we need to be alone!”

“Yes it is far too noisy to talk here.” Helena shook excitedly as she spoke.

“Of course.”

“Shall I try and find somewhere more private to talk further?” Helena stammered not really caring whether her thickening voice was betraying her.

“To talk…yes if that’s what you want Helena?” the girl replied still smiling.

“Please don’t disappear I’ll be back shortly.”

Slowly turning away unwilling to break their electrifying eye contact Helena then scurried away to find her friend Angie whose father owned this hotel. She had pulled out all the stops and really worked on Angie, minutes later she joyously returned to the room with a key in her trembling hand. At once she was both thrilled and relieved to find the smiling girl was still waiting and quite alone exactly where she had left her. Helena’s mind was in a spin as she covertly beckoned to the girl to follow her. Knowing the hotel like the back of her hand from those laborious summer jobs her folks had forced her into to improve herself Helena lead the girl straight through the foyer. Checking the coast was clear she avoided the lift and main staircase and instead headed through a door marked “staff only”. This led via a short passageway into the administration office; from there Helena could access the fire exit stairwell. Nervously she led her silent follower up four flights of stairs without daring to look back at the girl.

Despite the spike-heeled boots the girl made almost no noise as she followed, Helena was happy to hear the soft pad of the girl’s graceful footfall on the stairs behind her. At last they reached the very top floor of the hotel Helena tried to ignore the fact that she felt excitable and increasingly aroused as she slipped through the fire exit into the plushy carpeted corridor and held the spring-loaded door for her guest.

“Thank you.”

As she had hoped the corridor was completely deserted and she led the girl hurriedly past the lift and staircase to the far end. Helena stopped before a set of wide oak double doors and though she knew it was correct she checked the number above it before inserting the key and unlocking the door. The noise of the party was faint here in the corridor and she knew once inside the doors it would be really quiet and very private too.

“This is the main conference suite, we should be okay to talk in here” she smiled weakly as she opened the heavy door.

Swinging the wide heavy door open on its silent hinges she entered the spacious leather and wood scented room and in the faint light that spilt in from the corridor sought the light switch. After finding it she clicked the dimmer on and adjusted it to a fairly low level of illumination. Her heart was pounding as she beckoned towards her silent guest indicating that she should join her within. Helena watched dry mouthed as the girl swept sensually past her to position herself by the huge dark wooden conference table.

“Lock the door Helena” the delightful creature laughed “after all we don’t want to be disturbed while I convince you that we vampires do exist do we my love?”

Her confused senses were swirling in turmoil and she laughed uneasily trying to relieve the tension that gripped her as she obeyed the girl’s instruction. With trembling hands she turned and inserted the key into the lock totally ignoring the alarm bells ringing in her head as she locked the door and even slipped on the security chain. Taking a brief moment to compose herself she attempted to close her mind focusing intently on the wood-grain of the oak door before turning and confronting the girl. Desperately searching for something impressive to say Helena gathered her composure before daring to turn and face the girl or to even speak. She had to be direct with her she decided, there would be no more pissing about, and formulating her sentence carefully in her head she finally turned to speak. The words died unborn in her throat as their eyes met, shit how much Helena wanted to fuck with this girl was unnatural.

“Come to me Helena and I will convince you” the girl stood open armed smiling irresistibly “I know you ache for me to make love to you, I know I excite you beyond reason.”

“Oh shit” exclaimed Helena excitedly realizing how powerless she was to resist the girl even if she was a vampire or not.

“Stop. Slave!”

Obediently Helena halted about four feet from the girl whose fiery green hungry eyes scanned her body ravenously. Even this show of mastery by the girl added to her acute arousal and she in turn drank in the beauty’s magnificence. She could see the primal gleam of desire in the girl’s glittering eyes and sucking in her stomach she pushed out her breasts in wanton response to her stare.

“Take off your clothes slave!” the girl commanded confidently.

After a moment of confused hesitancy and a flash of delicious eye contact Helena couldn’t help but obey her command, as the girl knew she would. First she slipped out of her sandals then with shaking fingers she was undoing the thin gold belt at her slender waist. It fell noisily to the floor when it slipped from her trembling hands. It was soon to be joined by her brooch. Her toga was discarded next and Helena watched the girl’s tempestuous eyes drinking in the beauty of her slender body as she let the garment slip off her body.

“Completely naked slave let me see all your gorgeous substance.”

Hesitantly Helena’s quivering fingers hooked in the thin elasticized band of her scanty thong and slipped the garment down over her hips and buttocks then wriggled till it dropped down her long smooth tanned legs. The other girl seemed to grow in stature as Helena stepped from the disheveled pile of clothing to stand completely naked before her.

“Slave, now let your beautiful hair down!” the girl’s voice oozed thick with arousal.

Without further thought Helena obeyed unfastening then casting the golden clasp aside hurriedly, she then tossed her head. Her long natural golden hair fanned around her glinting in the dim glow of the wall lights.

“Will you lay down my love?” the girl’s low voice oozed sensually and she gestured to the huge conference table that dominated the room as she continued “far beyond the realms of ecstasy I shall take you.”

Nervous excitement coursed through Helena as she found herself willingly obeying the instruction and climbing nimbly up onto the solidly built dark wood table, she laid herself back on its cool highly polished surface full of electrified edginess. Eager for the girl’s attention she lay there and waited as this incredible girl whose real name was still unknown to her was bringing her most secret vampire fantasy to life.

“Now slave, don’t move, allow me to take you exactly as I wish” the girl ordered “I assure you I’ll bring you to the edge of ecstasy perhaps far beyond!”

The other girl who obviously shared her erotic vampire fixation was clearly as excited as Helena was, who knows what may occur she thought to herself as she lay there. Her naked tanned body ached with acute arousal as the girl carefully fussed with her long blonde hair carefully arranging it around her head in a golden starburst. Helena lay still like a sacrificial offering with her arms outstretched to the sides as the other girl silently moved up to stand at the head of the table. Bending forward so she was upside down over Helena’s face she began kissing her lips lightly at first. Helena responded to the kiss and the girl’s hot mouth ground down against her tingling open lips but the girl declined the open invitation for now at least. Helena could sense the delightful soft caress of the girl’s long black hair on her face neck and shoulders as they kissed. This aroused her further and she cried out in desperate frustration as the girl abruptly moved away.

Moving fluidly around the table the girl stood a while at Helena’s feet and gazed lustily down upon her naked body. Helena flinched with electrifying excitement as the girl’s warm hands reached out to touch her bare shins. Raising her head slightly from the table Helena found herself compelled to stare at the girl’s full blood red lips as the long fingered hands slowly swept up her long legs. Instinctively responding to the caress parting her legs allowing the girl to swiftly clamber onto the table between them Helena realized that she didn’t even know the name of this girl who was totally dominating her. As the long nailed hands moved up over her trembling highly aroused body to delicately cup her breasts she could feel the girl’s thighs urgently driving her own further apart as she leant forward over her. The beauty’s visage hovered above her head with those deep red full pouting lips inches from Helena’s fascinated eyes, she was so close Helena could feel the heat radiating from the other girl on her lightly chilled skin.

“Tell me your true name?” Helena gasped “please!”

“Do you believe yet?”

“yes.” she played along with the girl.

“Are you scared?”

“Yes a little.”

“Aroused?”

“Of course!”

“Raven” the husky reply was whispered through almost closed pouting lips, “my true name is raven.”

“Oh that’s beautiful,” Helena whispered to her lover.

The still air was electrified with their shared arousal and as she lay submissively beneath this unbelievably gorgeous creature Helena realized she had never been so aroused in her life. Her heart pounded uncontrollably within her rib cage while she anticipated what may or may not be going to happen. Eagerly awaiting the strange and wondrous creature to make her next move Helena was already hovering quite close to orgasm and raven had not even touched her body yet.

“Are you truly ready for me my love?” the girl whispered huskily.

Helena saw her first glimpse of the creature’s fangs, she froze for an instant in blind panic beneath the creature before realizing the girl had a full set of normal teeth when they talked downstairs. Raven must have slyly slipped the false fangs in whilst she hadn’t been looking she decided, but where had she concealed them until now?

“Are they real?” Helena laughed.

“Oh of course!” raven laughed in a serious manner exposing the long twin needle like teeth to her again.

Staring at the gleaming white fangs disbelief turned to doubt, which in turn turned slowly to the final realization that the girl could truly be a vampire. As the truth slowly sank in for a few moments Helena began to feel real fear but it was hungrily consumed by the fire of raven’s power and her own howling lust raging uncontrollably inside her. Strangely Helena felt very little apprehension as the full grim reality of her predicament eventually dawned on her.

“I want you raven but I’m so scared” she gasped, “Oh lord Jesus forgive me my sins.”

Helena sobbed as she felt the delicious caress of one of the creature’s hands on her tender aroused body knowing that despite her fears she could not resist the girl. The trapped part of her mind that was terrified but refused to surrender attempted to grasp her will to alert her to the grim reality of her predicament. Common sense struggled hopelessly in vain to save her from her own fateful excited stupidity as the gorgeous creature caressed her. The immense struggle within her was valiant but nonetheless hopeless as she welcomed and enjoyed the unnatural girl’s exquisite caresses far too readily. Long nailed slender fingers curled around the outsides of her breasts and squeezing pushed her aroused swollen teats upwards sending tingles of exquisite excitement through her as her distended nipples rasped against the other girl’s taut hot body.

“Give you to me Helena” the girl implored as she bent her head to kiss along the line of Helena’s collarbone.

“Oh… Raven!” gasped Helena frantically “I’m scared!”.

“You must surrender completely to me Helena to savor the rapture that only I can bring to you” the creature nuzzled lower, her lips creeping towards Helena’s left breast.

“Yes oh yes!” Helena heard herself whimper without even realizing what she was saying as carefully planted delightfully soft kisses were being planted around her swollen tingling aureole.

“Thank you, my love!” whispered raven between kisses.

“Jesus protect me!” the last sane part of Helena’s mind screamed as she felt a small bite being inflicted upon the swell of her breast.

“Oh shit! Oh god! Ohh, oohhh, fuck!” Helena gasped excitedly as the resulting exquisite ripples of pure pleasure trickled through her.

Writhing with enjoyment beneath the irresistible creature as it fed from the tiny wound Helena’s bottom slid about on the polished table in a cocktail of perspiration and more so the unbelievably copious product of her own sexual excitement that issued from her. As raven pulled away Helena’s eyes snapped to the two perfect puncture marks upon her breast. For a moment she was allowed the perverse exciting luxury of watching the blood well in the wounds until her attention was drawn away. She awaited the second bite with intent; eagerly craving the repetition of the wave of pleasure the first had brought her. It fell between her breasts and the once again the pleasure she encountered was ecstatic. Helena watched enthralled as the girl’s thick mane fell upon her torso. As she bit harder into Helena, the girl’s long fingers bit harder into the flesh of her soft breasts and they rose up on each side of her lover’s black haired head. Then raven’s lips swept to the engorged nipple of her unbitten left breast and kissed around it teasingly. Helena squealed pathetically as raven’s full red lips opened wide encompassing her aureole and sucking much of her breast into her hungry mouth while teasing it with her tongue. Bracing herself for the bite she froze until the girl suddenly attacked her right breast in a similar fashion to her assault on the left to have her gasping and squirming beneath the creature in rapture.

“Bite me, take me!” she groaned insanely, “bite me, make me scream with pleasure!” she panted urgently, “take me bitch!”

Desperately Helena grasped the girls black hair pulling her firmly to her breast feeling once more the perverse pleasure as her nipple was drawn deep in between the creature’s lethal jaws this time. The razor sharp fangs bit cleanly deep into her aroused flesh causing her to arch upwards gasping in pain for a moment. It was just that, a moment, an instant’s pain was swept away once more in a tide of delirious ecstasy enflamed to even greater heights as the creature greedily sucked the blood that bubbled from the wound. Before Helena could recover her tattered composure the creature had swept to her other breast once again and attacked it similarly. She arched upward crying out in exquisite anguish then fell whimpering back onto the dark wood as above her raven fed randomly from the small but pulsing wounds while her roaming hands caressed Helena smearing her eager victim’s writhing body with her own blood.

Helena wailed pathetically, her amazingly aroused body writhing in eager response to the creature’s exquisite touch, she was totally under her lover’s control as both the creature’s will held her and the potent venom coursed through her arteries overcame her. Slowly the girl above Helena began wriggling lower and she felt her demonic lover’s dexterous hands gliding down her thighs to grip her trembling knees firmly. With incredible strength raven effortlessly spread Helena’s legs wide as she moved down lower and lower between them. All the time she sank lower the creature was kissing biting and scoring Helena’s aching body in order to keep her victim’s excitement at fever pitch tormenting her beyond reason. Desperately Helena attempted to guide the creature’s mouth to feast on her mound by pushing insistently against the girl’s head with shaking hands. The deluge of black hair that spilled like ink over her aroused skin stuck to her wounds as the head sank inch by inch lower. At her own speed the creature ignored Helena’s urges to venture lower over her victim’s flat belly and hips nipping and kissing and drinking as she leisurely proceeded.

“Do not move Helena” raven commanded as she paused between kisses “lay still and relish the experience I am giving you.”

“Yes my love” gasped Helena as she laid back and closed her eyes.

Aroused beyond comprehension she avidly waited for the promised ecstasy raven would bring her. Her whole being seemed to focus itself between her thighs concentrated directly on her sex as Helena felt the hot lips soft caress on her inner thigh. Impulsively Helena had spread her legs as wide as she possibly could attempting to give her lover the best access to her more than aroused pussy. Raven’s long nailed fingers raked over Helena’s inner thighs sweeping dangerously close to her agonizingly excited labial lips then gliding away time and time again torturing her delightfully. Raising her head from the table Helena gazed down over her bitten blood smeared body to see the girl’s beautiful face poised inches from her sex. Their eyes locked sending a thrill all through poor Helena’s already screaming nervous system. Entranced she watched as the girl’s full red lips parted wide to expose her viscous twin fangs. Their whiteness glowed in the bloodied excited mouth. Helena’s heart pounded as the creature’s red and unbelievably long pointed tongue slipped out and like a serpent it writhed as it edged towards her swollen wetness. A desperate wail escaped Helena as it slowly slithered over her engorged lips to taste her excitement. Helena’s eyes were locked on the girl’s wicked green stare unable to break the union as the creature’s long tongue went to work on her. Driven far beyond reason she thrust her sex eagerly at the gleaming fangs.

“Yes, yes oh yes” she gasped out “take me, bite me, and bite me now, now , now” she wailed in anguish urging the creature on.

Ignoring her plea the tongue swept into her and seemed to fill her with its squirming length as the girl’s lips opened wide and sank over her mound. Whatever raven was doing with her tongue it felt as if an enormous fat cock had been thrust into her, stretching her, pulsating deep within her cunt. She felt as if her whole body was being drawn deep into the creature’s jaws as it sucked harder and harder on her sex. Raven seemed to shudder and drew a great breath then bit down hard and deep making Helena scream. Her legs gripped around the creature’s upper body and her hands crushed the black haired head to her crotch. Helena arched her back as the most earth-shattering explosion tore her nerves to shreds. It lasted for what seemed an eternity until the feasting creature had taken her fill of her vibrant energy. Gradually the overpowering waves of rapture receded drawing great expanses of Helena’s strength with them leaving her gloriously exhausted.

Eventually she released the creature from her thighs grip and her weak limbs fell to the dark tabletop like a lifeless rag doll. Helena was unable to move at all and lay helpless as she felt the vampire move away. Very slowly some of her lost strength returned and on quivering arms she weakly raised herself and she looked upon the creature. Triumphantly raven stood before Helena her beauty accentuated after her feast and she beckoned the blonde to her. Wearily she obeyed the creature and sliding from the table found she was unable to walk. Precariously she stood on wobbly legs as raven came to her.

“Now my darling Helena do you believe?” her tone was almost sarcastic “kiss me, you are mine.”

Helena fell into the girl’s arms kissing her deeply tasting the coppery flavor of her own blood on the girl’s tongue as their mouths interlocked and raven drew the very breath from her. For a moment Helena believed she would suffocate then the breath was returned her lungs tingled with a strange fire, strength returned to her weary limbs and she felt excitingly alive. Looking down she was amazed to see the wounds raven had inflicted were already showing signs of healing. Blood had stopped flowing and they had begun to seal strangely, not scabbing but seeming more like a burn, each of them throbbed in a kind of painful but pleasurable manner.

“We will return to the function shortly,” ordered raven authoritatively, “separately of course, you will say nothing and will ignore me!”

“But I…”

“Discretion my dear slave is everything, to you especially, it means the difference between life and death!”

A week later Helena was back at college, she confided in her room mate who was her best friend at college about the fantastic time she had experienced having way-out sex with a girl at a party dressed as a vampire. She also confessed about the recurring highly erotic dreams where the girl was a real vampire and came to her made love and drained her every night. Her description had been so effective the pair had ended up in bed re-enacting her dark fantasies with Lindsey playing the vamp.

Hello!! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for u! Are u enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. as you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek , 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. it is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on [email protected] or [email protected] enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here…

Zoë is one of my best girlfriends. I first met her when I was twenty, at a house party. Back then, her hair was pink and spiky, and I remember she was wearing these large dangly geometric earrings. The thing is, the 80’s had been long over but I really dug her retro look. She wasn’t the first girl I experimented with, but she was the first girl that I really had anything special going with. That night, I had no idea that she was even into girls. Especially since she was hanging on the arm of this lanky dark haired guy with an eyebrow piercing. The two of them were going at it pretty hot and heavy, like some kind of high school make-out session. As it happened, I found out later that she had just graduated, and he had just dropped out of alternative ed. He was joining this local alt/punk band which she thought was totally cool. I could see that they weren’t going anywhere- the band or the couple, but I kept my mouth shut. There was really no reason to do otherwise. We didn’t hook up that night, but we talked during the time that alternate-boy was hanging with his band-mates. I was in college, studying art and I told her that I would love to paint her sometime. She was kind of shy about that, she didn’t feel that she was especially pretty and she felt sort of awkward. I let her know that I thought she had the perfect face for portraits, and that she wouldn’t have to do anything other than sit still and keep me company while I painted her.

“You mean I don’t have to sit perfectly still the whole time?” she asked me.

“Of course not, just when I’m sketching out a certain feature, and that’s the shortest part of the process.”

She agreed that it wouldn’t be much different than what we were already doing and that she would do it, if I really needed her to help me out. I told her that I really did. What I meant was that I really wanted to, but she didn’t seem ready to believe it. In the weeks that followed, we came to know each other pretty well as I rendered her likeness onto the best quality canvas I could afford. She was frustrated by the fact that I wouldn’t let her see it until it was finished, but she seemed to enjoy our sessions as much as I did. We found out that we had a lot in common; similar values and politics, interest in the arts- Zoë was into photography and fashion design, similar taste in music (band-boy notwithstanding). One thing that we never discussed was my growing attraction for her. She never hinted at any tendencies toward bi-sexuality and I didn’t want to take a chance of damaging our friendship or scaring her off, so I didn’t say anything. But I felt the heat in the room whenever she was around. I knew the excitement whenever I thought about her, or the anticipation of seeing her again. Part of me didn’t want to finish the painting; part of me had this irrational fear that when the painting was finished, I’d never see her again.

But I did finish the painting. I remember the day quite clearly. She came in that day with her pink hair spiked up and those same geometric earrings she wore the first time I had seen her. She was wearing head to toe green and it made me think of a nature spirit, the way her tiny body floated around the room and her musical little laugh echoed around in my head long after the sound had dissipated from the room. At first she sat quietly while I added the finishing touches. She knew that I was almost done and there was something almost magical about it that we both understood. It was almost as if we were holding our breaths in anticipation, knowing that the finished product was so close so fragile that we didn’t want to do anything to slow it down or break it at the last minute.

“OK,” I finally said. “You want to come see?”

Her eyes lit up. “It’s ready?” she asked tentatively.

I nodded and she ran to my side. When she looked at the picture, I heard her inhale suddenly and then she was silent for a moment or two.

“You made me look so- beautiful,” she said in awe.

“You are beautiful,” I answered. She looked at me with her eyes shining. Something passed between us, I felt I know what it was but I was afraid to name it. A moment that seemed it could have gone anywhere if one of us had had the courage to seize it. But neither of us did, and the moment passed.

“You’re very talented,” she told me. I wondered if the moment had happened at all.

“I think this is my best work,” I told her.

“Can I see some of your other stuff?” she asked, looking eager.

“Sure, let’s do that while this one dries. It always looks a little different after the paint dries.”

I took her over to my cupboard and we started looking through my canvases. I didn’t have many yet, most of the pictures I had painted in high school where in boxes painted on heavy paper. Most of the canvases, even, were from school assignments. We flipped through my meager collection. Zoë seemed impressed with every one.

“Wow!” she told me, “I don’t think I could ever be that talented.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked her. “You’re a photographer! And you design clothes.”

“Yeah, but that’s different. Photography’s not really a talent like painting. I just take a picture of what’s there. You create.”

“We all have different talents Zoë. You use your eyes to see and capture beauty just like I do. You shouldn’t undervalue yourself.”

“Don’t hide your light under a bushel huh?” she laughed.

“Exactly.”

Our friendship was cemented that day. Rather than being the last, it was the first that really mattered. It was the day we went from being people who knew each other to being real true friends. Zoë liked my fairy pictures the best, and I sometimes wonder if that aren’t the reason that I’ve painted so many since then. Zoë became my model, and secretly my muse. She would sit for me whenever I needed to do a painting for class, or even if I just wanted to practice sketching features. One day when I was preparing to do an assignment she said something that made the hair on my arms stand up.

“Do you ever do- you know, nudes?” she asked quite shyly.

“Sure, in class I’ve done a few,” I told her trying to be nonchalant.

“Would you want to- I mean, well. I think it would be a cool thing to have, you know a once in a lifetime- Or do you think that would be too weird? You know, since we know each other so well?”

“No, not at all. I mean, if you were ok with it. I know some tricks to help you if you’re uncomfortable.”

“Tricks?”

“Sure- like wearing a sheet, keeping the room warm, stuff like that.”

“Oh,” did she blush? “That’s thoughtful.”

“All in the name of keeping the model happy,” I told her with a smile. “And if you decide you’re uncomfortable at any point, and don’t want to continue- I just stop. I’ll paint over whatever work I’ve already done and re-use the canvas for something else. I don’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable.”

“I feel totally comfortable when I’m with you,” she assured me.

There it was again. Something between us. What did she mean? Was it something more than the sum total of the words spoken? I had just told her that I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, so I was afraid to ask, to pursue it further. She mentioned the nude painting a few times again, but whenever I asked if she wanted to do it, she said she wasn’t sure yet. I was patient. I tried not to let it show how eager I was to see her body naked, laid out for me to caress with my minds eye and stroke over the canvas board with my brushes. How often I had imagined it and dreamed about it, hoping that somehow she might feel the same way about me. Alone in the night I let the fantasy take me away, to heights of pleasure. But when she was in the room, standing so near me I could feel her body heat and smell her shampoo, I would say nothing of the desires that burned within my heart. Finally the day came. “I’m ready,” she told me resolutely. I didn’t have to ask what she meant. It had been on my mind for so long, and I could see that she had steeled up her courage to take the plunge. I led her to the room, turned up the heat to a comfortable temperature for the clothing-impaired and left to let her take off her clothes and cover with the sheet. “It’s just like the doctor’s office,” she said, giggling nervously. She called out when she was ready for me.

“The doctor can see you now,” I said with a chuckle. I could see she was tense, but relaxing. “The next thing we need to do is decide on a pose.”

“I thought I would just lay on a…” she looked around, realizing that there was no couch in the room. “Hmm, what do we do now?”

“I could draw you standing, or sitting. In fact, I have a couple of pose ideas of you sitting down under the window sill. Would you like me to show you?”

“Ok.”

“All right, you stand here, behind my easel where I would be. That way you can see how you’ll appear from my point of view.”

I went to the window and showed her several sitting positions, including one where her knees were over her breasts and her hands down by her feet. It’s a good pose that looks fresh and sensual without showing too much detail. The one she chooses had her legs together and bent so that the bottom half of her anatomy would be covered, but her breasts exposed. Then she leaned at a 50-60 degree angle on her hand and faced forward toward me. Zoë seemed to have no problem shedding the cloth. It seemed to me that she had been building her self up to do this for a long time, and now she was determined to do so without showing any fear. It made me like her even more. Now she sat in front of me, naked at last. “Breathtaking,” I said, not even realizing that it was out loud. Her breasts were round and firm with large put pale areolas and pale pert nipples. I sketched her quicker than anything else I had ever drawn and when I reached for my brush, even she was surprised.

“You’ve finished the sketch already?”

I stopped what I was doing and looked at her carefully. I searched her face and found no fear, I decided for myself to be brave as well. “It’s like I was born to paint you like this.”

The words fell into the air. There was no tension in the silence, only understanding. The room was infused with a soft kind of energy. A glow of mutual respect, caring, and something else. Dare I even call it love?

I painted like that, in silence. The sun moved down the sky and the shadows in my painting moved to. They were fluid, almost surreal as if the viewer could hear them whispering. Something was different now. Zoë felt it, I felt it. She looked at me differently now. She was waiting. Waiting for me to finish; waiting for me to make my move. When the last bush stroke was laid down, I nearly dropped my brush and pallet. I didn’t run to her, but moved with a fluid motion as though pulled by some force beyond my control. I stopped just in front of her without touching her. Now we looked into each others eyes and calibrated out breaths to one another. The air was thick with anticipation, I could feel our souls being drawn toward one another. I leaned toward her, taking her in my arms, wrapping myself around her. I didn’t kiss her lips, but her cheek near her ear lobe. I kissed her neck and felt her melt into me. I nuzzled her neck, feeling filled with joy. I had painted her so many times, but I had never been able to touch her like this, to capture her in this way. She was like smoke in my arms, like a dream only I knew this was real. I had dreamed this so many times and this was different. I heard her moan softly, accepting me as I slid my hand down between her legs. She pressed into me as I massaged her moist outer lips. Her moans were like soft mewing, a beseeching sound begging me to take her but to take her gently. I knew instinctively that this was new for her, yet she was willing because she knew me, trusted me. I took my time coving her neck with kisses, blowing softly across her ear, and stroking her gently between her legs. I waited to go further until she was sure she wanted it, until she wanted it so badly that her body was begging. Her head was tipped back, her breaths long and steady.

“Do you want me inside you?” I whispered; our cheeks pressed together.

“Yes!” she moaned back. “Yes.”

I pushed two fingers up past her external folds. Her body opened to me as I slid into the velvety flesh and she cried out again. Very slowly I worded my fingers in and out of her, in time with her hard and steady breathing. In and out I slid past the sticky entrance to her cunny. Her breathing quickened and so did my thrusts. She moaned her pleasure as if in a dream, saying my name and calling yes, yes, and please.

“Oh, god Nicole- yes! Oh yes, please. Just like that, baby. Just like that.” She was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. She seemed almost possessed my some medieval sprit of sexual rapture, the way she rolled in my arms and pleaded for more. I brought her up, all the way up so that she was so close- her moans deepened, her cries edged toward screams. My fingers flew in and out of her, bringing her close to the edge, but then backing off. I slowed and now she went back to the moans from before. I could tell she was wondering why I had not let her come, but what I was now doing felt so good that she quickly forgot to complain. My arm was wrapped around her back, and I now leaned her back on top of the sheet on the floor and slipped out from underneath her. Continuing to work my fingers over her g-spot, I used my other hand to lift her knees and spread her thighs open. When I leaned down and reached my tongue out to touch her, she gasped in shock and pleasure. I liked her inner lips evenly, tasting the condensed sweetness of her juices. Her pussy-juices continued flowing in response to the generous tongue bath I was providing and together we slicked up both her sweet nether regions and my mouth with a mix of our fluids. Her sweet taste was encouraging to me as I continued to stimulate her g-spot while I flicked teasingly at her clit off and on. Zoë’s head was now thrashing back and forth, and the words and moans that emanated from her mouth were all gibberish. But each time my tongue danced over her protruding little nub, a high pitched squeal would escape amidst the lower earthy tones of lust. Each flick was followed by more attention to her lips and then another flick or series of flicks and then back between her lips. I used my hands to pull her inner labia apart, finally releasing hr g-spot with some protest from her. That quickly died down when I pressed my tongue up inside of her, fucking her wet pussy with my driving thrusting organ.

Now I could feel her fluids gushing down my tongue and onto my chin as I searched for the tender g-spot with my bending stretching tongue. Her hands gripped the sheet on the floor and her body began to tense again. I jabbed at her frantically, hopping to bring her off in my mouth and catch a flood of sticky girl come to gobble down. She moaned and thrashed and seemed so close, but just continued on like this rather than exploding in orgasm as I had intended. It didn’t seem to bother her, although her moans grew more and more frantic and she bucked her hips into my face almost violently. She felt she was close, but for some reason she just couldn’t reach climax. I decided that I would need to slow down again, to ease her into this process and seduce her body into letting go. I held her hips still and slid my tongue out of her gushing pussy, and pushed my wet fingers back in. “It’s ok,” I reassured her. “I want to try some other thing.”

I brought her up in my arms again and looked into her beautiful face. I couldn’t believe that I was so lucky to be hear with her, holding her, fucking her on the floor of my studio. I wondered if she would accept her own juiced on my lips as I moved in to kiss her. She sucked my tongue hungrily, reveling in her own taste. I could feel another gush of excitement down below as my come drenched tongue touched her own. She sucked my tongue into her mouth as though it were a man’s cock, performing her oral delights with enthusiasm. My own pussy was drenched now and begging for attention. I broke the kiss to tear off my clothes, wiggling out of a pair of overalls and a plain t-shirt. I had no bra on, as I sometimes feel more comfortable without one when I’m painting. My bikini cut underwear where simple and unglamorous and I tossed them aside without much thought. As soon as my clothes were out of the way, Zoë pounced back onto my mouth with a ferociousness that took me by surprise. I slid her inexperienced hand down between my legs and she quickly figured out what to do. She stroked my wet folds as I had stroked hers, encouraging my already copious flow of lubrication. I slid my hand back into her and we continued to manually stimulate each other for some time while she licked and sucked at my tongue.

“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” I asked her as she nuzzled my sensitive neck area.

“How did you know!” she gasped. “Have I done something wrong?”

“No my dear, you’ve done everything right.”

“But I can’t- what if I can’t-” there was a tear and a catch in her voice. I knew I had to make it go away.

“You will,” I assured her, brushing her damp bangs from her face. “I am very patient. You just relax and it will happen. I want you to enjoy yourself, that’s what’s most important, ok?”

“Oh, I am! I really am. Nicole, you are amazing. I’ve been wanting this for so long. But I was afraid.”

She had been wanting me too, all this time. The thought filled me with tenderness and deepened my desire. This amazing girl had wanted me. It was not my imagination or wishful thinking. I had not pushed her into anything she wasn’t ready for, I hadn’t influenced her to do something she didn’t want. There was relief, there was pride, and there was determination. I would make her come if it took the rest of my life. In fact, I didn’t mind spending the rest of my life like this, wrapped up in each others arms, bringing untold pleasures to each other for all eternity. In fact it sounded like heaven to me.

“You don’t need to be afraid anymore,” I told her. “I’ll take care of you.”

“Can I- I mean…”

“What is it? You can ask me anything.”

“That taste of myself, on your lips. It was like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. It was such a turn on.”

“I know,” I told her with a smile.

“Could I- you know?” she asked nodding down at my lap.

“Of course darling. I would love that.”

“Love,” she whispered with a hint of a shy smile.”

“We can talk about that later.”

“Of course, now lay back sweet heart.”

She called me sweet heart, and she wanted to taste me, to lick my pussy like I had done to her. The girl could not stop amazing me I thought as I did as she told me, and leaned back with a smile on my face.

“Oooh!” I gasped as she licked me experimentally. I noticed she stopped to explore the taste.

“Your sweeter than me,” she told me.

“You’ll have to share with me later, so I can judge that for myself,” I told her.

She laughed, “You naughty little vixen.”

“Yes I a-A-A-AM!” I gasp as she descended on me disentrance. “Oh Go-od! Oh yeah, Oh, Oh, Oh!” It was my turn to thrash my head back and forth as she slid her wet tongue into my intimate folds. Her method was more exploratory than mine, tracing over my lips and burrowing into the valleys and folds of the inner and outer labia. She hit my clitoris, on accident I think, for she seemed as surprised as I was. I howled and begged her to do it again.

“Oh no,” she said laughing. “You teased me, now I am going to tease you.” She licked again at my lips then latched on, sucking and nuzzling my tender wet folds.

“Mmmh, ahhh, ahhh, mmmh, yeah,” I moaned, I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt and then she used her nose to nuzzle my clit while she held my pussy lips firmly in her mouth and shook her head back and forth.

“God! Yes! Oh God, please Zoë, don’t stop, please!”

Zoë kept going, stimulating my entire pussy with just her mouth and her nose. I could feel myself drawing closer and I was afraid that she would stop as I had when I had brought her near.”

“God Zoë, yes,. Make me come, please. Make me come all night sweet heart. I’m so close. Please don’t stop.” I gasped the words out as best I could, and she held on even tighter as if to assure me that she was going to see me through.

“Zoë, god yes, god yes. Oh fuck baby, fuck I’m coming, I’m coming!” My hips bucked up into her face as she vigorously gave me her amazing oral treatment. I could feel my body coil and tense and then it washed over me. It was hard and strong and I could feel my liquids gushing up to her face. My body shook through an orgasm that seemed to last forever. Zoë switched to lapping up my flowing juices, I couldn’t believe how wild she had become. She seemed starved for my the taste of me.

“Yeah, baby, that’s it,” she told me as she lapped up the last of my extra juices. “Mmm, you taste so sweet.”

“Let me taste it girl, let me lick your lips you sexy little kitten.”

“Meow!” sassed as she pulled me up and brought her lips to mine. I had tasted my own juices before, and she was right, they were very sweet today. Sweeter than they had ever been before to my knowledge. Maybe it was her that I had wanted her so bad for so long. Maybe it was just luck, but now I hungrily sucked my flavor from her tongue like she had taught me. I could feel my heat growing again as she groaned into my mouth. I was relentless, refusing to let her go until I had sucked it clean. She seemed to enjoy it even more than I had enjoyed her doing the same thing to me, and I wondered if I could make her come by sucking her tongue. The noises she was making while I held her tongue captive encouraged me to continue trying. She pressed herself into me, grinding her body up and down over mine. I decided it was time for some clit to clit action. I broke the suction on her mouth and showed her how to over lap our legs so that our clit’s could come into contact. I put my hands down behind me and bucked into her. She followed suit, banging her clit into my. “Oh yes!” she exclaimed. “I always wondered what two women did together!”

“Well, now you know,” I told her gleefully. “Wait, I want to show you something.”

She stopped her action and I pressed my pussy up to hers. “Ok, now just rub,” I instructed. We rubbed out clit’s over one another, together, reveling in the pleasure. Our pussies were wet again and we slid around haphazardly over one another making sloppy sloshing noises with our horny bodies. It felt fantastic, but for a moment I felt a surge of penis envy as I wished that I could really fuck her, push my self into Zoë’s warm waiting pussy and shoot real seed into her womb. It was illogical, but with Zoë, nothing was logical anymore. She made me want to be everything, to experience her from every point of view, to take her, to give her pleaser to force her into submission to be her slave. I wanted to be her everything and to be everything to her. I would have to buy a good strap-on, I told myself, although it wouldn’t be the same. But for now, all I had was my own very feminine body to pleasure her with and she seemed to be very satisfied by what I had offered so far. Funny how I wanted to protect her, and yet I wanted to do every dirty imaginable thing to her too. I wondered if she felt the same way, or thought these same strange thoughts. I grabbed her ankle and ground my pussy into hers, then humped her slightly and ground her again. Clit to clit I found every way possible to stimulate her, keeping us in close constant contact. She moaned and mewed and whimpered, but still did not come. I thought that I might not be able to hold out, but I found myself unwilling or unable to climax again until I could bring her the same pleaser.

“69,” I told her.

Her eyes gleamed. “I thought you’d never ask.” She crawled down beneath me, spreading her legs with her knees up. I positioned my pussy over her mouth and she hungrily attacked me once more. I carefully separated her pussy lips and brushed aside her soft matt of pubic fuzz to gain clear access with my tongue. We feasted on each other with abandon. As I held myself up on my legs, I bent down into this beautiful goddess’s golden pussy savoring the taste and the experience. I was determined now to bring her to a hard crashing climax, to make her first experience with a woman wonderful and perfect. Yet, she seemed almost determined not to come. The little vixen’s legs suddenly snaked up around my waist. She locked her feet behind me and lifted her pussy in a lock on my face. Before I knew what was going on, she rolled- forcefully- I would never have guessed that the little fox had that much strength, but she forcefully rolled me onto my back. Only then did she loosen up the hold of her warm wet mound from my lips. Now on my back, I thrust my tongue up inside of her, causing her to let out an unearthly scream. I held her ass in my hands, pulling her to my face like a melon ripe for the eating, and licked her sweet juices free from the soft pulp. Quite suddenly, I felt her body stiffen above me, and I sensed this time was different. Her breathing pattern changed to sharp and shallow panting and she was trying to say something, but having quite difficulty.

“Ma-ma-my-” And then there was only panting and moaning in place of words. “a-a-a, my ass,” I thought I heard her say. I grabbed her ass and pulled her into my face. She thrashed around moaning yes, yes, yes, and then added “put your- finger in me.” I slid my finger back up to the opening of her slit but she wiggled away. “No,” she said attempting to redirect my hand. I finally understood, and coated my finger with saliva before pressing it against her resistant puckered opening. I pressed my finger in, slowly until I found myself buried knuckle deep in her tight little ass, and then slid my finger in and out of her steadily. Almost immediately she started screaming that she was coming. Her body when stiff, I felt for a minute as though I was trapped between her thighs, slowly being suffocated but for some reason, it still felt good, like a head rush. And then she was convulsing and thrashing as her orgasm hit her with the force of a hurricane. She collapsed on top of me, releasing my head from it’s prison and I rolled her over easily. For a few minutes, it was as though she were catatonic. She lay perfectly still, not blinking, barely breathing. “Zoë?” I called tentatively. “Are you ok.”

“Perfect,” she sighed. She didn’t say perfect and then sigh, but said the word as if it were a breath. And then I saw a tiny smile form on her perfect and beautiful face. I laid down next to her on my back, and we held hands and looked up at the ceiling together for a long time before either of us moved.

Hello friends this is Rohit again for u telling u the facts happened to me during the dog show at mi home wherein mi sister Sneha become mi bed partner and Usha aunty was in waiting list for nice mating. That day it was around 6 .00 am in the morning when I was woken up by Sneha telling Get awaken Sun has come on the horizon. I got up and saw Sneha waiting former with a cup of tea I told her good morning but her smile was mysterious so her body was tips of her boobs were clearly visible which means she was still very hot and willing to have some sex act in the morning. yesterday was a spontaneous result of dog show but today there was no dog show or any other show but tips were showing different story to tell.

While I took away cup of teas from Sneha I touched also the tips of her boobs. She moaned in low voice and told me to get up and be prepared for attack as she is willing now and it will be now or never . I immediately took the tea and went to bathroom for cleaning myself there I saw freshly cut hairs probably the pubic hairs of Sneha as she was having yesterday on her pussy. Mi razor was used and razor was having some parts of hairs. I cleaned mi teeth and took a shower and come to Sneha who already had a bath(mi hard luck I was not a witness to that bath). I kissed Sneha on the neck and thereby opened her nighty from the front. oh mi god yester day I cud not saw much of Sneha the beauty she had covered with clothes.

Her little boobs with brownish tips and nicely shaved cunt the slender body and nice and buttery body. I was shocked to see the beauty she was hiding from me yesterday bcoz we were involved in sex act due to heat in our body but today we were really in a mood to fuck and hard fuck. Though Usha aunty would be waiting for me today as per promise made to her by me. To tell Usha aunty she is only 23 while I am 19 to say her aunty is unbecoming of gentleman but since everyone calls her Aunty so am I call her so. she is 23 married to Ramesh who is around 40 years of age and a businessman of no repute but ordinary shopkeeper. During this 5 years of marriage he was unable to give motherly pleasure to Usha hence she was looking thirsty forever and had eye on the boys of the area and I was one among them. She had nice boobs size 34 and nice well built body ideal for any woman to be proud thereof.

Sneha waited for mi approach for sex act I was kissing her body from top to bottom and finally coming to her cunt which was nicely shaved today I opened her both legs and by kneeling before her and opening of her cunt started licking and sucking of her cunt. She started moaning ohhhhhhh no bhaiyya please… nooooooooooooooo bhaiyya please. ohhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh and I went on licking and sucking of her cunt until some fluid came out from her cunt which was soar in taste and I had to drink. The continued for pretty long time and she become hungry enough for mi dick but I was not in a mood to leave this opportunity and wish to fuck hard today as yesterday was spent without any enjoyment it was just a fuck and nothing else today I wish to enjoy every moment and every point of fuck today. So I was slow in mood so I told her to be calm and enjoy every moment of life and think today is u r suhagday so she became calm and quite and wished to be with me entire day long. I’m licking and sucking of her cunt was over and it was now her chance top give me a blowjob so accordingly she kneeled down before me and took away mi dick in her mouth started licking and sucking it by taking down the upper skin by doing up and down and in and out she was doing and giving me full placement. And I too was enjoying it and my dick was erecting by and by and mi mind was solely concentrated on the nice boooooooooooooobs of Sneha and mi hand touching her cunt. I saw Sneha tooooooooooooooooo wet and took her to bed and opened her up and fucked her like the back date. It was now turn to go to Usha aunty. I will tell u later on contact me ladies for sex [email protected].