Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

“Uuuuhhhhhn!” Stacey yelled.

  “You said it. How do you like your first cock, Stacey?”

  Stacey was apparently in two minds about it, her hands tried to escape my firm grip and push me away even as her legs seemed to wrap around and hold me deep inside her. Feeling that tight little pussy hugging my cock so powerfully was all the motivation I needed if I had to decide which of Stacey’s two minds to side with.

  I moved my upper body over hers and reached behind her head to grab a handful of hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck as if I was a wild animal about to descend on her. My other arm wrapped around her slim mid-section, holding her close to me. Still fully embedded in the passed out teen I whispered into her ear.

  “Are you ready to get pounded into this bed, you little slut?”

  She didn’t answer, of course, and I began fucking her as if she was being punished for her refusal to respond. Virgins typically need it slow and gentle for their first time, but that’s not what Stacey was getting. Our bodies met over and over again with a meaty clapping sound as I thrust into her sleeping form. Each clap was punctuated by a sound somewhere between a yelp and a moan as she struggled against me.

  I was in absolute heaven, even Chloe hadn’t had a pussy this tight when I fucked her as a sleeping schoolgirl. Stacey’s drowsy squirming went on for quite a long time, I held on tight and fucked her hard and rhythmically as a jack-hammer, seeking only my own pleasure. Eventually Stacey’s battered pussy got used to the rough treatment and her sounds became more clearly moans of sexual release as if she’d been let loose from a cage she didn’t even know she was in.

  I let go of her hair and braced my weight on my arms to create some distance between us as I pounded down on her, I wanted to see my deflowered virgin in all her glory. She was indeed glorious as a sunrise, an amazing contrast of innocence and seasoned fuck-toy with her youthful features, dishevelled hair and body fluids all over her face.

  Pausing for a moment, I leaned back and took my weight on my knees. Quickly, wanting the break to be as short as possible, I grabbed the top of her nightie and yanked downwards causing the thin and flimsy straps to break. At last the small swells of her breasts were uncovered and I bent forward again to take first one pink nipple and then the other into my mouth, lavishing similar attention on them as I had her clit.

  Within mere minutes both of her nipples stood erect and I leaned forward to wrap one arm around her again, leaving the other hand free to roughly pinch her sensitive pink peaks while I fucked her as hard as I could once more. Stacey’s face was a mask of pleasured confusion, her body wasn’t sure what was happening to it, wasn’t sure if it was supposed to be enjoying it, but couldn’t help itself.

  A flush of colour rose on her chest, almost seeming to emanate from her well-tweaked nipples, and spread to her face. With no warning other than that, Stacey groaned and had her second orgasm, her tight teen pussy spasming around my ever-thrusting rod. A flood of her honey washed out over the base of my cock and my balls as I continued to pump into her.

  Looking right into her sleeping face as she had her first penetrative orgasm, I was right on the edge myself. I was extremely surprised that I hadn’t filled her with my hot semen already, but something about those pills I had taken was holding me back, providing a longevity far beyond requirement. I needed the release of giving this passed out recent-virgin my cum and had one last violation in mind for her.

  I leaned back and pulled out of the sleeping teen, flipping her small and slender body over to her stomach with ease. I took the pillow out from under her head and stuffed it under her hips, raising her perfect little ass off the bed, presenting the only fuckable hole on her that was still virginal.

  Her puckered little asshole now sat above the abused petals of her tidy pussy lips, but until a moment previous it had been below and all the lubricant and Stacey’s own juices had flowed out over it. With one hand on her lower back and the other hand halfway down my shaft I pressed the tip against it and pushed hard and fast before her natural instinct clamped her asshole shut tight.

  It worked like a charm and by the time I felt the clench of her muscle, the well-lubricated head of my cock was already inside her. Squeeze as she might, she could not get my hard dick out of her ass, I pushed forward, feeling my length slide deep inside her as my girth stretched her unprepared asshole to its limits.

  Stacey appeared to be trying to pull herself upwards on the bed away from my deep anal penetration but was unable to coordinate herself well enough. She had to settle for a grunt of effort larger than I would have thought possible for such a petite girl when my balls came to rest against her and I couldn’t push any more length inside.

  I pushed harder anyway, feeling the pillow under her hips spring back as if Stacey was shoving her ass against me, begging for harder and deeper fucking. I was happy to oblige and began to fuck her tight asshole with the same reckless abandon with which I had just taken her virginity.

  The extra padding of her ass cheeks provided an even louder clapping sound each time our bodies met and it only took a few minutes of hard fucking with this soundtrack before I felt myself finally, mercifully, pushed over the edge of my own orgasm. I collapsed on top of the sleeping girl, my hips thrusting sporadically as I filled her anal depths with spurt after spurt of hot cum, blasting her innards with what felt like gallons of semen.

  When I was finally spent I stayed where I was, my cock not softening in the slightest no doubt due to the pills. I let my hands roam all over her body as I felt myself slip into a power nap, wondering just how long my cock would stay rock hard. At some stage I did fall asleep, still deep inside the ass of my newly deflowered teen.

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  Dazed and Hazed 3: The Actress

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  Mr. Banner is commissioned to create a contract for the pledges of the Mu Tau Tau sorority to sign. The senior members of this greek letter organisation have an idea so extreme that it requires consent in writing! Pledges are going to be used for sex while unconscious by whomever the senior members decide!

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  Sleep sex, Dubious Consent, Older Man, Younger Woman, Rough Sex

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  As I walked under the imposing stone carved plaque above the Mu Tau Tau sorority chapter house for my third and, I assumed, final time I had conflicting emotions. On one hand, I had saved the absolute best for last and my heart was leaping in anticipation. On the other hand, the knowledge that this was to be my last pledge I’d have the privilege of hazing weighed that leaping heart down somewhat.

  I entered the house and strode straight to the desk where Miss Hot-But-Harsh was sitting with my daughter, Ava, handing my driver’s license over without a word, knowing the drill from the previous nights. The severe-looking young blonde looked through her list and raised her eyebrows.

  “You got some good ones, Mr. Banner. It’s almost like you knew somebody on the inside, wouldn’t you say, Ava Banner?”

  “Luck of the draw I guess, Lucy,” Ava responded with a good-natured smile.

  “Room numbe
r one. Up the stairs, turn left , first on the right. It’s got the number one on it. Have fun.”

  “Will do.”

  I smiled at the slight thawing of Miss Hot-But-Harsh, Lucy, maybe there was a fun girl underneath there somewhere after all. I had little brain capacity to dwell on her though, knowing what was waiting for me in room number one. My excitement grew and overwhelmed my melancholy, because I knew that I was about to give Hollywood A-list actress Naomi Potter the hardest fuck of her life while she was totally unconscious.

  The door to room number one had a huge ‘1’ on the front, much like number five had, it was impossible to miss. I opened the door and saw yet another room well-furnished in similar décor. This room had some hidden sound system playing soft music, just like the others had. Again it was soft, dreamy music but I recognised it as an orchestral version of the score from Naomi’s latest movie.

  How could I recognise such a thing? Well, I’d been a fan of Naomi for years by this point. She landed her first major role at the tender age of six years co-starring with the biggest name in action movies at the time, Leopold Koenig, cast as the daughter of a vigilante cop in a war against the organised crime factions in his city. Despite his massive muscles and surprisingly competent acting ability, despite the explosions and special effects, she stole the show. The image of her holding a smoking handgun with a tear running down her cheek became iconic, the movie an instant classic.

  I first became really aware of her about four years previous to this night. In the oddball comedy ‘He Abides’ she played the teen daughter of comic genius Jerry Klause, who was struggling with all the boys trying to date his only child, answering the door with a well-polished shotgun and awesome one-liners. She was mind-blowingly pretty, you didn’t have to suspend your disbelief to see why all the boys wanted to date her.

  After I saw that movie I waited for the credits, got her name and looked her up. I felt guilty as sin when I saw her birthdate, having thought she was older, but from then on my ears always perked up when I heard she was starring in something because, physical beauty aside, she was a phenomenally talented actress. It seemed like she could make you believe anything she turned her skill towards.

  From that movie onwards she seemed to be cast in increasingly sexually charged roles as she grew up before the eyes of the world. Her breasts grew to spectacular proportions, prompting some random internet user to create a kind of flip-book online that showed their progress over the years. It was certainly an eye-opener to see that incredible chest inflate before your eyes, but the last two movies she’d been the leading lady for were on another level entirely.

  Hopping on the popular bandwagon of super-hero movies, she was cast as ‘The Silver Amazon’ in the movie adaptation of the comic going by the same name. She was eighteen by the time they finished filming that one and the difference in scenes between those shot before her birthday and after was almost like two different movies.

  The director knew what would get asses into those movie theatre seats. Skin-tight body suits and deep, deep, cleavage from his newly-legal-sex-object star, Naomi Potter. The Silver Amazon’s new uniform that was worked into the movie halfway through was nothing short of breath taking. She was eighteen years old, sexy as holy fuck, talented and a rising star. She was a super heroine, she was The god damn Silver Amazon.

  The last movie Naomi was in she played a journalist sent undercover to a Catholic girls’ school to investigate rumours of sexual abuse by the priests and faculty. Sent undercover as a Catholic schoolgirl. As if the very premise wasn’t enough to have men across the country watching with guilty pleasure, the movie also featured her first sex scene. It was soft core to the point of no actual nudity, but her moans had been ringing in my ears ever since.

  Now passed out and defenceless in front of me on the bed in the Mu Tau Tau chapter house, like the best present in the world, was Naomi Potter. At nineteen years old she had started college a year later than most, presumably to finish her last movie. Why she was taking time out of her incredibly lucrative life to get fucked hard in her sleep by a stranger I couldn’t fathom, but I was not going to look a gift-horse in the mouth.

  She was tall, not as tall as a certain member of the Swedish royal family, but still above average. Her luxurious dark-chocolate brown hair was spread out behind her head in some wind-swept pose. Behind her closed eyelids I could see her eyes twitching as she dreamed some random dream, which would presumably start to take a turn for the sexual once her sleeping body registered what I was going to be doing.

  Unlike my partners of the previous two nights, Naomi wasn’t even under the covers, she was lying on top of the sheets wearing a simple thin-strapped tank top and a pair of lacy white panties. Beneath the thin material of her top I could see the huge swells of her breasts rising and falling with each sleepy breath she took.

  I attempted to offer up a prayer to whatever god it was that offered up sleeping teen sex toys to horny men but words failed me and I began to undress instead. I’d spent the entire day in preparation watching Naomi’s recent filmography and I had sat there gob smacked by the knowledge that later on that night I’d be using the super-star on the screen for my own pleasure.

  Climbing on to the bed from the bottom edge I pushed one of Naomi’s legs aside, tantalising myself with a glance at the edge of her frilly panties, knowing that behind that thin barrier was a pussy that literally millions of men around the world had daydreamed about fucking, and it was going to be all mine.

  I crawled forward and lifted her legs upwards by the knees, sliding my own in under her thighs, and slowly leaned forward over her until I felt the heat of her sex through the lace as the shaft of my already-hard cock nestled against her as yet unseen labia. Savouring every sight, sent and sensation I lowered my body against hers with a torturous lack of speed.

  When the peaks of Naomi’s prodigious breasts touched me, I closed my eyes, feeling them squash against my chest as I bore down with even more weight. I came to rest on top of the unconscious starlet and opened my eyes again, glancing downwards to steal a peak of her cleavage, as if such glimpses had to be stolen in secret on that night.

  It was a privileged angle to be looking at her from, directly through the narrow channel flanked by her breasts I could see the top of her slim belly before her tight-fitting top obscured the view. Naomi’s warm breath blew in my ear with every exhale as I ogled her world-famous assets and I returned my gaze to her stunning face, studying her peaceful beauty at close range.

  I ran a hand through her hair and felt my fingers glide as if they were passing through warm water. My hand reappeared from her wavy locks and I placed it on her shoulder, sliding it down the length of her bare arm, running a thumb down the partially exposed outer swell of her breast as it passed. My stroke parted company with her arm at her hip level, reaching around to cup the firm cheek of her ass.

  I pulled her against me, feeling the pressure of her crotch against the shaft of my cock, and bent down to kiss her luscious lips, nuzzling at her and kissing ever deeper until her mouth was forced wide open to admit my tongue. It was a kiss completely unlike anything she’d done on screen. Where the mainstream movies played up the romance angle, this was a kiss of utter lust, the kiss of an older man using the body of a beautiful teen girl for sex.

  I ground the shaft of my rigid erection against her flimsily protected slit, vaguely able to feel her panties getting slowly stuffed inside her until her lips were peeking out on each side. Her bare labia caressed my length as I slid it between her folds, rocking against her and squeezing her ass.

  My fingers slipped under the elastic of her panties, gliding across her smooth ass cheek until I felt the puckered entrance that was her asshole. I circled my finger all around it, feeling it automatically clench up against the unfamiliar stimulation. I pressed inwards, forcing the very tip of my finger inside and felt her body react by pushing her pussy against me even harder, like I had found the thrust button on her remote control.
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br />   Reluctantly pausing my exploration of the sleeping teen’s mouth I broke off the embrace of our lips and began working my way downwards, planting kisses on her body as I went. I kissed her neck hard to leave a mark, so when she took her first classes everybody would know she had been fucking recently. Down her chest to the upper swells of her massive breasts my lips wandered, sucking and tasting her smooth skin.

  I pulled my hand out of her panties and cupped as much of her chest as I could, squashing her tit against my face as I kissed and licked the exposed skin. Moving still further down I hovered over her navel and lifted her top until I could see the foothills of her twin mountains. I didn’t uncover them yet, though. Time for that later.

  All over her firm and flat stomach I rained down kisses, tonguing her belly button and nuzzling the waistband of her panties, teasing myself with how near to one of the world’s most sought after pussies I was. The crotch of her panties had indeed been pushed deep inside the passed out movie star, so far that the delicate pink petals of her slit actually touched despite the lacy invader buried between them.

  I gripped the elastic waistband and pulled downwards, watching in wonder as her clean-shaven pubic mound was exposed to my hungry eyes. Down her smooth thighs the fabric slid until the very top of her slit was revealed to me. The panties had been so firmly pushed inside her that I had to tug at them until, with an elastic twang, they sprang free and cutest little pussy I could have imagined was displayed before me.

  I glanced at her panties, intending to throw them away, and saw that she, or perhaps her mother, had written her initials on the tag on the inside. That struck me as a little odd but gave me an idea. Looking to where my clothes were piled I carefully threw the panties on top of my shirt, I was going to keep those as a souvenir of my weekend, a memento of the night a teen star took everything I could think of giving her. Perhaps I would hang them on the corner of my TV when I watched her movies.