Forced Quickies

by Rosa Alvarado

  Lexi squealed and arched her back as she gasped into the air. She reached around her calves and pulled her legs back further, so her pelvis was now suspended in midair, while I helped prop her up with my hands while I continued to explore her anus with my tongue. As I played with her ass, time began to blur. I was attentive to all of her moans and movements, treating each one like a separate request: a kiss here, a lick there, a nibble, a suck. And her less subtle requests, like whispering "deeper..." or "harder." I did everything she asked and more, but found that Lexi was fast becoming insatiable. Her requests started coming through gritted teeth as she got more and more into my oral attentions to her ass. After ten more minutes of play, she found another groove, and worked my mouth hard against her asshole as she worked herself up to a shuddering orgasm.

  "Fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes. Fuck. Yes. FUCK. YES. OHHHOOO FUUUUUUCK!" With her pussy right in my face as her asshole pinched my tongue while she came, I could see her pussy visibly enlarged with blood flow and pink and glistening with more new moisture. I was so turned on, I could barely think straight.

  "Oh my God, Jack, that was so cool. Fuck." She ran her hand over her face and rested it on her forehead as she stared at the ceiling.

  I remained between her legs, kissing the insides of her thighs. "I'm glad you liked it. You are so fucking hot..." I continued kissing around Lexi's crotch and stomach.

  Suddenly, she got on her elbows and looked down at me, "Hey, if you aren't done yet, I'm not done either."

  I looked up from her stomach. "Oh, I could do this all day..."

  She smiled, her post-orgasm glow making her smile radiate even more, "I might hold you to that. But, I think you said something about letting me do what I want."

  Fair is fair. "That's right, I forgot about that," I leaned back to my kneeling position at the foot of the bed, "What did you have in mind?"

  Lexi looked up at the ceiling and gave another satisfied smile, "You know, now I think I want to do that again, but I feel bad that you don't get to go..."

  Yes! She liked having me eat her ass! That's all I needed to hear to be happy. "Believe me, I had plenty of fun doing that."

  "I know, but why don't I get you off while you do that to me. That sounds like fun, doesn't it?"

  "Fuck yes, it does."

  "Come up here." I crawled up onto the bed. She pushed me over onto my back and held a hand on my chest, "But this time, I get to drive!" Lexi quickly swung her leg over my body and suddenly I was looking up at her beautiful butt descending on my face before I could even talk. She dropped her ass on my face and rubbed it up and down, while I felt her hands reaching into my boxers and pulling out my fully erect dick. Fuck. I had barely noticed it before, but now that she was stroking my dick I realized I was already about to cum.

  "Wait, wait! I'm going to cum soon!"

  "Okay, relax, I'll slow down." True to her word, she eased off, allowing me to enjoy the sensation of her stroking me while I re-established my commitment to her asshole. She was holding my dick with one hand while sitting straight up, back arched, and riding my face like she was riding a mechanical bull. She gyrated slowly, then faster and faster, and my face and tongue were sliding up and down her ass crack, in her pussy, back in her ass, everywhere. Lexi was already working herself up to another orgasm when I stuck my tongue straight out, hard. She must have read my mind, because when she felt my hard tongue pressed firmly out, she adjusted her motion and started bouncing her asshole up and down on my tongue. While she fucked my tongue with her ass, she picked up the speed of stroking my dick. Together, she bounced and stroked us both to a nearly simultaneous climax.

  "Uuuhhhhh!" I screamed into her bouncing butt.

  "Yeesss! Yeeesssss! Yeeeeeeeessssss!" Lexi called out into the air as she slowed her strokes and bouncing down, and finally settled her ass firmly back onto my head where I could feel her ass cheeks clench against the sides of my face.

  After a few seconds of sitting still, my face smothered by her beautiful butt, I reluctantly slid my face out of her ass cheeks. I could have laid with my face in her butt for the rest of the night, but I was still a little self-conscious about fully exposing the level of my fetish - I never tire of eating ass! Lexi slowly raised off of me then spun around to lie next to me. I looked over at her and she just laid there with her eyes closed and a satisfied smile on her face. After a moment, she shook her head back and forth, "Wow, Jack. I'll say it, and I can't believe I'm saying it, but I loved that... I fucking looooooved that!"

  "So did I, Lexi. You are amazing."

  "Why have we never done that before, then? You should have told me before."

  "It's not the easiest thing in the world to bring up, and I definitely didn't want to freak you out before. I'm glad you warmed up to the idea, though." I smiled at her.

  Lexi smiled back at me and squeezed my mouth, "Well, we're gonna have to make that a regular part of the lineup. I've heard people talk about it before, but never thought any more about it. Now I get it."

  "It's still a little early tonight... Want to do it again?"

  "Seriously?"

  "Yeah, seriously."

  "Fuck. Okay. Give me 5 minutes to calm down, and I think I'll be ready. Let me just lay here for now, though."

  "I'm ready whenever you are, Lexi."

  "That's what I like to hear."

  The End.

  The Festival

  "Fionaaa! Please hurry! We'll miss the opening ceremonies!"

  Daubing a final coat of rouge on her nipples and labial lips, Fiona ran to the doorway where her sisters were waiting as the shuttle glided to a stop and they scurried on board and found seats. This was her first Festival since reaching the Age of Consent when she could be a participant and not an observer. The shuttle was filled to capacity with women all gossiping and chattering with excitement in anticipation of the forthcoming events.

  When the shuttle stopped at the Festival grounds, she and her sisters linked arms and strutted proudly onto the field. Since she was the tallest, Rachel was in the center, hips swaying and firm breasts bobbing, proud and confident in her beauty. To her left, Angela and Rebecca strutted along, caroling the Song of Welcome in loud, clear voices; to her right strode Violet and Fiona, flaunting their charms in unabashed pleasure.

  'It feels wonderful being without clothing' Fiona thought. She felt so proud being with her older sisters, knowing they all had inherited their mother's looks and body; that she had been Festival Queen for five years running before retiring to raise a family gave the women even more confidence.

  They reached the center of the field and joined the other women forming the Circle of Acceptance, the scent of female arousal wafted over the stadium as trumpets heralded the Entry of the Bachelors.

  As they marched onto the field, the men began to flex their oiled bodies in anticipation of what was to come. Many were already fully aroused, their manhood bobbing before them as the women watched with growing excitement.

  Fiona's sisters had told her repeatedly of the many sensations she would experience in her first Joining, but she could not help but feel a thrill of fear at the sight of the randy males, wondering which one would choose her for their Festival Mate. Following her sisters directions, she had lubricated herself for ease of entry and could not resist teasing her clitoris until she experienced an anticipatory orgasm.

  As the men drew near, they began chanting the Homily of Acceptance as they encircled the women who were whispering excitedly among themselves. Fiona shivered as a tall young man of her own age began eying her with interest and she wondered if he would fit inside her. Had she performed enough strengthening exercises? Would it hurt as some of the older girls in her class told her it could?

  Then the dancing began and her fears were carried away on the music. The flutes trilled, the lyres strummed and the drums thundered as she and the other women capered and twirled, leaping high and pirouetting before their potential mates who murmured among themselves admiring the women's char
ms on such wanton display.

  A final rumble of drums and a clash of cymbals signaled the end of the dance and the trumpets blared once more. The women's bodies gleamed with sweat and the scent of their arousal enveloped them all like a cloud. Trembling in anticipation, they stood motionless as the men passed among them, caressing their bodies and smiling as they made their initial choices.

  Fiona sighed as the young man who had been studying her earlier stopped before her speaking the Words of Greeting. Her voice quavered as she replied with the Hymn of Acceptance and they embraced. They kissed tenderly then sank together onto the soft grass and she opened herself to him.

  He entered her gently and it barely stung when he breached her maidenhead and they began their mating in a smooth rocking rhythm. Fiona wrapped her arms and legs around his muscled body as he thrust deeply into her as she gripped him tightly savoring each shock and thrill of pleasure. Grunting and moaning in a frenzy of passion, they became as one, their bodies slapping together as she matched him thrust for thrust. It was more wonderful than she had ever dreamed and she briefly wondered if her sisters were experiencing the same ecstasy she was feeling. His hips churned as he buried himself in her warm depths and she felt as if she was floating on a fleecy cloud. He began to shiver and she knew he was close to cumming. She had already had one orgasm, but she knew she would have another when he came in her. Crying out in their joy, they came together and remained in an embrace, breathing heavily as they recovered from their exertions.

  She moaned in delight as he bit her neck, leaving his mark for all to see. She would mate with others, but at the end of the day she was his if she would have him. She answered with a bite of her own on his neck and he hugged her tightly in thanks.

  He helped her to her feet as the music began again and they smiled at one another before separating for the second Choosing. The sun was low in the sky when the Festival came to an end and the participants left the field. Fiona was sore and exhausted, but happy when Randall scooped her up in his arms and carried her triumphantly away to his own bower in the forest. Fiona snuggled against his broad chest and thought he had the most magnificent horns she had ever seen on a male.

  Hooves crunching on the carpet of fallen leaves, Randall laid Fiona gently onto the grass mat he had woven and they kissed. Her pink skin, full breasts, flared hips and long legs captivated him and he thought she was the most gorgeous Nymph he had ever seen. She gazed at him adoringly and thought his broad chest, muscled arms and hairy flanks made him the most handsome of Satyrs'. Soon he would play his pipes, she would dance for him in the moonlight and they would make love until dawn.

  The End.

  Welcome Home

  Its so nice to be back in my old room after spending a year on a mission trip. I look through my closet as I think about the job search I must start. Hopefully I can find something quick so I can move out of Mom's house. I undress removing my bra and panties and throw on a tank top and short shorts glad to have the comforts of home. I hear a key in the door and know Mom must be home, only when she walks in I see she's not alone. The first thing I notice is the carnal look in his eye, I can tell he wants me, although I have been in a third world country not having any sex for the past year, my senses must be off. Oh well. Mom has chosen a hottie that's for sure he's tall and muscular, and that look on his face... I have to remind myself he's Mom's

  "Cathy, I'm so glad you're home! This is William, my boyfriend." She says as she eyes my attire. I feel horrible, I thought my first day back would be just the two of us. "Will, honey this is my daughter" she beams. I hug them both, only when I hug him he pulls me close and I know he feels my erect nipples. He smells amazing as our embrace ends, I feel his hands graze my bottom. I shake the thought, it must have been an accident. I learn that Mom and Will have been together almost a year. After a few minutes I excuse myself to work on my resume. I keep thinking about what just happened and am hopelessly confused.

  When I wake, I decide I need a shower to take my mind off things. I wash my self and as I'm finishing up I bring the showerhead down and tease my clit. My mind drifts to thoughts of Will's strong arms wrapped around me. I use my other hand to grab my breasts, I pull at my nipples, when I'm startled by a noise. Good what kind of daughter fantasizes about her mother's man. I turn the water off and open the shower curtain.

  "Ohh," I scream "What are you doing here?" I yell as I grab for my towel. He beats me to it.

  "I was enjoying the show. Here let me help you," he says as he dries my hair.

  "You sick pervert!" I yell. "What would my mother say?" I snatch the towel back and try to leave but he blocks the door. He's twice my size, there's no way I'm getting past him so I hold the towel tight.

  "Your mother says she wants me happy, and looking at that hot little body makes me happy." With that he shoves me to my knees. His fist is in my hair and his long cock finds my mouth. I try to fight but its useless, I've accidentally dropped my towel. He is so much stronger than me and I can hardly catch my breath as he fucks my mouth. I try to scream, that doesn't happen with my mouth full. Finally he pulls me up.

  "Creep, get away from me! I'm telling my mother what a jerk she let into her house!" I scream as I try to cover myself.

  "You dumb whore, don't you know a woman will always blame the other woman," he says as he slaps my face. "Especially after last night, you were practically naked. You think she missed these beautiful nipples standing at attention for me," as he pinches them. I know he's right. I look to the ground and shake my head. "Are you going to be a good little slut now?" When I don't answer he lifts me over his shoulder and carries me to my bedroom. He slaps my ass, I'm helpless. Before putting me down his hand wanders to my pussy. "You stupid little slut, I knew you liked it. Why do you fight me?" He puts me on my bed.

  "My mom," I'm crying now. I can't bring myself to look at his face. "I can't do this to her, its so Wrong."

  "It's ok your mom will never know," he says as he plays with my clit. It feels so good and before I know it I'm moving my hips and let out a moan. I can't believe I'm so turned on right now. He stops. "Are you ready to get on your knees for Daddy?"

  "Please don't make me do this"

  "Fine you leave me no choice but to punish you, when you are ready to be Daddy's little slut let me know." He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me so I'm on the floor sitting on my knees. I wait for the intrusion, but it doesn't come instead he frees his dick. Its beautiful. He pulls my face onto his lap so his cock rests against my face. He slaps my ass. "Count as I spank you, you are in charge of this punishment when you are ready to be a good slut for Daddy I will stop."

  "One," I'm sobbing. As I say the word, I feel his cock against my lips. It's kind of hot.

  "One what?"

  "One Daddy," the next one comes harder than the first. "Two Daddy. Three Daddy," his assault continues, it hurts so bad and his delicious cock is so tempting. "Thirteen Daddy. Fourteen Daddy," I know what he wants and before he can spank me again I do it. I lick the length of his dick. I'm moaning as I do its nice to free myself and he rewards me by massaging my ass.

  "Good girl," he says as he allows me to ravage his cock like a famished whore. I can tell he's about to come, when he pulls me off of him. "Get on top of me," he demands.

  "I want you in my mouth," for some reason sucking him off doesn't seem as bad as fucking him. I'm still worried about hurting Mom.

  "A good little slut gives Daddy what he wants," he pulls me on top of him. It feels amazing when his cock pierces into me. When I fail to move he spank my ass again only now that my pussy is full its feels incredible and although I didn't want to I'm bucking my hips. "Slow down," he demands as he begins to kiss and lick my breasts. I pull my feet so they are flat on the bed and lift myself so only the tip of his dick is inside me then I lower but just enough so his head is inside. I do this a few times as I watch him moving in and out of me. It's so hot then I drop allowing him to fill me. I alternate between small teasing stroke
s and burying him inside me. "You are a good little slut aren't you?" I nod my head. "Say it," he demands.

  "I'm Daddy's good little slut," I say I can barely contain myself and grind my pussy against him so my clit gets massaged. He grabs my nipples as I come harder than I've ever come before. He thrusts a few more times and empties into me.

  "Good girl," he says as he embraces me. "You've made Daddy proud," I beam at the compliment.

  Later that evening Mom and Will are in her room. I find myself jealously wondering what they are doing in there. While we eat dinner Mom informs me that Will is moving in with us. Will winks at me and I know I will continue to fuck my mom's boyfriend. I can't help the tears that stream down my face.

  "Cathy, what's wrong?"

  "Nothing I'm just so happy for you two," Will nods at me as I answer.

  "Cathy, I want you to make Will feel comfortable here"

  The End.

  Gwen's Abduction

  I awoke to darkness and silence. My hands were bound above my head and something held my legs wide apart. My body was bare and I was lying on something cold and hard. There was no movement in the air, so I assumed I was inside. My eyes were covered and no light seeped through. I began screaming and thrashing against my restraints and I could have sworn I heard a faint chuckle.

  I gave up screaming after a few minutes. Tears saturated my face as I tried to recall what happened. I remembered walking home from work and fumbling for my keys as I reached my door. Then someone grabbed me from behind. Everything after that was blank.

  A hand gently caressing my breast made me snap to attention.

  "Who are you? Where am I? Please let me go!"

  The only response was a hard slap to my breast. I cried out and my captor hit me again. Each yelp was met with another slap -- and each was more painful than the last. Once I quieted, the hands went back to gently caressing. I learned quickly that my silence was desired.