"It's okay, princess," Danny assured me as he patted my leg and pulled his sticky fingers from my vag.
"It's perfectly understandable why you had a reaction like that."
He then swatted me on the bare bottom once again and sent me off to bed.
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On my next date with Tom, we pushed the limits of my chastity even further. This time I took off my top entirely, allowing Tom to suck on my tits while he moaned about how delicious they were. As we sat on that park bench, I felt him up, too, reveling in how hard I had made him.
"I want to taste you," I said to Tom, unbuckling his belt and yanking his cock free.
I never knew that cocks could be so thick, I thought as I admired his long, wide member. His skin down there felt spongy but velvety. It was also blazing hot!
Could something that big really fit into my hot little hole? I wondered.
I could've stared at his gorgeous shaft all day...
Down went my head into my boyfriend's lap, mouth barely able to accommodate his engorged rod. Up and down I bobbed on it, doing my best to wet it all over with my mouth. Tom was grunting softly, very much enjoying the way I was moving.
Danny would kill me if he knew what I was doing to Tom's cock right then.
My guy was groping me all over, desperate to grab a handful of something to satisfy his lustful desire. He took off his jacket and laid me down on the bench, then lifted my skirt. In one forceful heave forward, he pressed his dripping wet cock into my panties. He began to rub himself against me, electrifying my entire region. It felt so fucking good -- I wanted him to keep doing this to me forever.
With a hand on each tit, Tom humped against me faster and harder, thrashing pleasure into my virgin mound like never before. I grabbed onto his taut cheeks and grinded him into my pussy even harder, wrapping my legs around his hips and drawing him deeper into me for good measure. He leaned in and began to kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobes, which drove me wild even more.
I craved, wanted, needed him inside me, but like the proverbial angel on my shoulder, I could hear Danny saying NO.
"Tommy, I think we should stop..." I started to say, but it was already too late.
He let out a yell of pleasure as he unleashed his seed onto me, soaking my panties.
Shit, shit, shit! I screamed, but I didn't say this aloud, as I didn't want to offend my sexy Tommy.
"Fuck... sorry," apologized Tom when he'd realized what he had done.
"It's okay," I said as I fought not to cry.
But it really wasn't okay... I was scared to death of what I was going to have to show Danny.
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I had done my best with Tom's shirt to sop up the cum, but it was of little use -- my panties were soaked through. As I nervously entered the house, my mind scrambled to come up with a way to hide this.
Noticing my disheveled hair, Danny quipped, "Are you aspiring to be a hooker now?"
"No, Sir--" I started to say, but he quickly grabbed onto my elbow and interrupted me.
"C'mon, you know what time it is," he said as he pulled me by the arm into the living room.
When we got to the couch he bent my body forward, face burying into the cushions and ass in the air. Slowly, gingerly, he smoothed his hands up the backs of my thighs and over to my panties. My legs were quivering from his touch, little goosebumps spreading all over my lower half.
I hated to admit it, but I loved the feel of his hands on my body.
He flipped my skirt up and over my hips in one swoop. Why oh why had I thought that not wearing pants would somehow make these inspections "easier"?
Danny then took his entire palm and cupped it over the bottom of my underwear, rubbing the fabric deep into the warm, wet space between my legs. He was making my pussy pulse with desire, and I just wanted more... more... more.
I felt him use his fingers to slide my panties to the side, around my ass cheek. I squirmed and tried to get away, worried that he was going to find out what Tom had done to me.
"I'm not done yet," said Danny sternly as he grabbed onto the sides of my hips and held me in place.
"I need to check you back here, to make sure you didn't get any crazy ideas."
What did he mean, "back here"?
And then suddenly -- ohhh.
I felt one of Danny's fingers probing my asshole.
It felt strangely exquisite having Danny play with me in there. I was super sensitive to his slightest movements, hardly able to believe that something so dirty could feel so good. He was sliding himself as deep as he could go into my hole, swirling his finger as if to stir me real good. I instinctively began to buck my ass into Danny's hand, wanting him to explore me deeper, deeper... I could feel myself rapidly approaching orgasm from this delightful new touch.
Noooo, I thought regretfully as I felt Danny pull the pleasure from my hole. He started to scoot down my panties, which snapped me back to reality.
"I think you've checked enough!" I shouted as I quickly got up and fled.
I couldn't have Danny seeing the inside of my panties, I just couldn't.
I raced up the stairs and into the one bathroom we had that locked. I stripped off my cum-laden panties and turned the faucet on full blast. Furiously, I scrubbed the material of my panties together, desperate to wash away any and all hints of Tom's jizz.
When I was satisfied that they were free from any traces of naughty, I took off the rest of my clothes and gathered them into my arms, being careful to conceal my wet panties deep within the heap. I marched into my bedroom and placed the load in my hamper, positioning the articles of clothing just so.
When I stood up and turned around, there was Danny standing in the doorway, watching me. He nearly gave me a heart attack.
"What are you doing, young lady?" asked Danny, his voice tainted with suspicion.
"Just -- just getting ready for bed," I explained.
"Is that so?" he asked, voice heavy with disbelief.
"Well you can't go to bed yet, little one. I need to finish examining you."
He moved towards me, and before I could think what to do, threw me onto the bed. I bounced a few times before landing on my back, dazed and confused as to what he had in store for me. I saw that he had something crumpled in his hands.
"Danny, no!!" I shouted as he began to secure my ankles to the bedposts using a couple of his ties.
"Quiet! This is for your own good," said Danny as he bound me tighter and tighter.
"You can't just give your V card to the first schmuck who makes a pass at you. When are you going to get that?!"
I could feel my eyes stinging with tears as Danny handled me roughly and unforgivingly.
Did he need to be on some kind of medication?
Surely this wasn't his true nature...?
I tried to sit up, but it was difficult at best.
"Danny, what are you doing?" I said quietly.
He got up and walked around the side of the bed, grabbing onto my arms and fastening them, too. He leaned in to give me a little kiss on the forehead, then said, "Oh Janey. I think you're turning into my mother, but I have to be sure. I'm just going to perform a check of your cherry, to see if it's still intact. It will confirm if you've been telling fibs to me or not."
Danny took all three pillows from my bed and wedged them under my ass, putting my pussy on a platform for him to inspect. My whole body was rattled with anticipation, half afraid, half excited of what Danny was going to do to me. My nipples were fully erect and my pussy was starting to drip as I laid there, naked and exposed for Danny.
"Do you know what a hymen is, honey?" he asked.
"I'm going to feel around to check if yours is stretched. I don't want to hurt you if you've been telling the truth, so I'm going to stimulate you some before I do it."
"Try to relax," he said as he gently stroked the outside folds of my pussy.
I could feel myself swelling against his fingers, blood rushing to the area so
as to prepare me for a good dicking.
"You should really try to grow this out," commented Danny as he tousled what little pussy hair I had.
"Real ladies have a full bush. Only whores and porn stars go bare."
He continued to caress my virgin snatch, tracing his fingers to the inside of my crease now.
"You're growing plump," noticed Danny as he wriggled on my inner bits.
"This is good. This will make it easier for me to check your cherry."
"Growing plump" I most certainly was. How could I not, with the way Danny was touching me?
He began tickling my most sensitive part next. I tried not to scream out in ecstasy as he diddled my clit as if it deserved a good thrashing. I couldn't help but jolt my lower half around the bed, causing Danny to chuckle.
"Try not to knock over the pillows, sweetie," said Danny as he moved in to make out with my mound.
He nuzzled his mouth deep into my pussy, tasting it -- slurping it.
"Mmm, Janey. You're so wet down here, I'm afraid you're making it quite difficult for me to find what I'm looking for."
He slowly ran his tongue from my clit down to my slit, my entire body quivering all the while. When he got to my virgin hole he used his fingers to spread it wide, then pressed his tongue into my passage. I could feel it dancing inside of me, searching me, awakening an ache that felt uncomfortably good. I would've given anything in that moment to pull his tongue inside me deeper, deeper... but my hands were tied and there was nothing I could do but lie there and take it.
Danny swapped his fingers for his tongue and reached up inside me. He was violating my box under the guise of checking my cherry, but it sure seemed like straight-up finger fucking to me.
Not that I was complaining.
When I felt him latch onto my clit and fuck me with his fingers at the same time, I about lost it.
"Danny, don't stop!!" I called out, unable to contain my lust.
But he did. He stood up, towering over my body, and did something unexpected.
Slap! went his hand as he gave my pussy a good smack.
It stung, but also felt kind of good. Perhaps I was just as demented as Danny was.
"Whore!" he yelled before walking out of the room.
Wait... was Danny really going to leave me there all tied up?
No, no he wasn't. He returned a few minutes later, this time just as naked as I was.
"Oh, Danny," I breathed as I looked his luscious body up and down.
He had a hard body, and was clearly hard for me.
"It's evident that you are, indeed, a whore like my mother," he said.
"You can't even let me give you a pussy inspection without getting all excited."
He came onto the bed and crouched over my helpless body, hands toying with my tits. I closed my eyes, delighting in Danny's touch as he pinched, rubbed and massaged them. I was so caught up in him playing with my tits that I didn't even notice he had his mind on something else.
I felt this incredible pressure outside my cunt, and then, suddenly, he was inside me. My eyes flew open as I watched my mother's boyfriend mounting me, dick ramming into my no longer virgin pussy. He wasn't just taking my virginity, he was stealing it, and all I could think at first was how much it hurt.
Just then, I felt something break.
"Whoops, there goes your cherry," laughed Danny, momentarily pulling his big cock from my mound to examine the bloody evidence.
"I guess you weren't lying. Good girl," said Danny as he entered me again, continuing to plow into my cunt.
This time it felt much better. In fact, it felt fucking fantastic. With each furious thrust, I craved his cock more and more. My mind was urging -- no, begging him to fuck me -- harder... faster... deeper. This was the most pleasure I had experienced at one time, ever.
I didn't want Danny to stop, but pretty soon biology kicked in. He grunted loudly, unleashing a gushing stream of hot seed deep inside me. He pounded my formerly innocent pussy into sublime submission a final few times before collapsing on top of me.
Danny's rock hard cock was still inside me as I came, screaming out his name so he would have no doubt that I'd liked it. I couldn't wait 'til the next time he decided to fill me up... god willing.
I didn't have to wait for long.
Danny sat up, pulling his sticky, still-engorged member from my pussy and untied my limbs. He gathered me into his arms, my chest cradling his as he carried me out of my bedroom and into his.
When we reached the comfort of his sheets, Danny drew me in close, his cock pressing into my backside in a delightful tease. He wrapped his arms around my front, fondling my breasts as he whispered into my ear.
"You're my little whore now," he announced as he rubbed his shaft against my slit, seeking clearance to enter.
I positioned my thighs so that my legs opened up, then reached behind my back and grabbed onto Danny's cock. Hungrily, greedily, I slid his dick between my legs, then up inside me. My pussy was so tight on Danny's cock having him in me like this. I felt myself drift off into a dream world as he slowly rocked my hot, damp pussy.
It took Danny much longer to cum this time, but I didn't mind. I was relishing every moment of the sex-drugged state he was fucking me into.
When he finally let go deep inside me, it felt so primal. We fell asleep with him still inside me.
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When I awoke, Danny wasn't there, but I wasn't tied down or anything, so I decided to take a bath. My body smelled and dripped of sex -- I almost didn't want to wash away the memory of what a fantastic evening I'd had. I was supposed to meet my aunt later for lunch, however -- first time in years -- so as sad as it made me, I knew I had to get the scent of Danny off me.
As I cleaned the cum out of my super-sore pussy, I wondered what I'd tell my aunt later when she asked if there were any men in my life.
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Forbidden Fertile Fixation
I can't put a finger on the precise moment I decided to knock up my 18-year-old stepdaughter, Sammy. Just that, when I did, I knew it was a grand idea -- the best idea ever.
I suppose I could blame the intense need to breed Samantha on a number of things: my super-uptight upbringing; her mom, Karen's, failure to fulfill her "wifely duties". And then, of course, there's the irresistible appeal of taking a young virgin.
It consumed me.
I was raised in a traditional Protestant family -- the local megachurch was my second home. At 35 I was still a virgin, namely because I found it impossible to please my family with any girl I brought home.
When I met my wife, Karen, she was six weeks pregnant by her ex-boyfriend, although we didn't discover this until she started to show. With her soulful eyes, glowing skin and slight figure, she was the picture of loveliness, and I married her quickly so I could start fucking her immediately.
For 35 years I'd been blissfully ignorant when it came to sex, but damn, did I learn fast. It was every bit as good as they say it is, and more. When I learned my wife was knocked up, it added an element of taboo that turned me on even more; lying there, on top of Karen, poking our future daughter with my fuck stick!
Unfortunately, Karen took to my parents a little too much, and after just a few months of fucking, they had her convinced that sex for pleasure was somehow "dirty" and "wrong". Her pussy's purpose was to one day deliver a baby, not to get repeatedly rammed by her horny husband.
As a result, Karen stopped letting me slam my cock against her hot, wet, already-occupied womb; she wouldn't allow me to switch to her ass, and she refused to give me a mere blow job. In one fell swoop, my sex life was over, before it really even began.
I tried to fight her on this -- I really did. I told Karen it was a man's right to sink his cock into his wife's pussy after a long, tough, grueling day's work. It'd been scientifically proven that I have "needs".
None of this mattered to my so-called partner in life. It was a woman's right, claimed Karen
, not to have her "temple" disrupted during pregnancy. The baby -- not her husband's cock -- is what she needed to focus on growing.
And so, I relented. Anxious as I was to batter her insides with my rod, I didn't want to cause my wife any stress, not in her delicate state. Secretly I was holding out that her hormones would kick in and she'd later be begging me to fuck her senseless.
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