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Continued from “Finally Some Action for the Third Wheel”



1



I woke up in my bed with a raging hard-on and the memory of tag-teaming my slutty friend, Stacy, with her boyfriend, Dave, the night before. In case you don’t know what is going on my friend Stacy is one hell of a nasty whore. I live in a two bedroom condo near the beach with her and her boyfriend. Things started a few weeks ago with Stacy teasing me and the two of them leaving their bedroom door open to put on nasty sex shows for me. The teasing quickly led to me fucking my best friend and doing all sorts of nasty things with her. I thought she was cheating and that I was being a perverted asshole but it turned out that Dave was in on the whole thing. His girlfriend is too much of a cock fiend for him to handle alone so he welcomed the chance at having someone else to help keep her occupied. So that was how last night ended up with Dave and I double stuffing Stacy with our fat cocks. After last night life was going to be very different in the condo.



I rolled out of bed and pulled my hard cock out through the fly in my pajama pants. I had just woken up but I was already horny and ready to have some nasty fun. I walked out of my room and could hear someone playing a video game in the living room and someone doing dishes in the kitchen. I knew there was no way that Stacy was playing the video game so I walked down the hallway to the kitchen, letting my swollen member lead the way.



I walked into the kitchen and the sight before me made my cock stiffen even more. Stacy was standing at the sink doing the dishes without any clothes on. Let me describe Stacy for you real quick. She has long blond hair, blue eyes and a sexy body that she keeps in shape with yoga every day. She’s not a skinny girl but she has a nice, tight, curvy body with wonderful, grapefruit-size tits and a juicy ass that any black guy would love. Right now that wonderful ass was arched back for my full viewing pleasure.



“Good morning,” I said as I hugged Stacy from behind, pressing my hard shaft into the crack of her ass. I could instantly feel the steaming wetness of her tight snatch.



“Mmm, good morning to you too,” Stacy replied as she ground her ass and cunt back onto my throbbing cock.



I was incredibly horny as I wasted no time in pulling back and shoving my fat prick into Stacy’s tight pussy. She let out a surprised moan as my entire fat eight inches buried itself in her sopping wet cunt. I grabbed Stacy and bent her over the kitchen sink as I started to pump my cock into her.



“Ugh…I see someone….unnhh….woke up horny…..uumph….this morning,” Stacy groaned as I started to brutally pound into her. I could hear the sound of my balls slapping against her thighs as my thick shaft slammed into her snatch.



When I woke up this morning I had come to the decision that I was going to treat Stacy like the degraded slut that she was. She had tricked me into thinking that I was helping her cheat on her boyfriend (which I had felt really guilty about) when she was just toying with me. I decided that I was going to get back at her by getting as rough and nasty with her as she could possibly handle. If Stacy like acting like a pornstar whore than I was going to treat her like one.



I grabbed a handful of Stacy’s hair and yanked her head back so that it was next to mine as I continued to relentlessly fuck her. “You had fun with your little game the last couple of weeks but now it is my turn. You are a filthy slut and I am going to treat you like one. Prepare to be punished.”



“Oooh, bring it on fucker,” Stacy said as she mashed her lips to mine and shoved her tongue into my mouth. We explored each others tonsils as I relentlessly pounded her pussy with my cock. I reached around with my left arm to maul her juicy tits.



“Sounds like you guys are having a sweaty morning!” Jason suddenly yelled from the living room.



“I have to punish your slut of a girlfriend for playing her game with me these last few weeks!” I yelled back as I bent Stacy over the sink again, still fucking her.



I looked down and enjoyed the view of my thick shaft spreading Stacy’s cunt lips wide each time it mashed its way into her womb. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them so I could get a better view. Her puckered asshole looked inviting and for a second I considered pulling out my cock and burying it in her ass when I decided to skip it as I could already feel my load building.



Instead I pulled my cock out of Stacy’s ass with a wet pop, spun her around, and push her down to her knees in front of me. Stacy stared at me with a look of lust as she opened her mouth wide, knowing what I wanted. I did not disappoint as I aimed my swollen cockhead at her open mouth and started pushing it in. Stacy’s tongue slurped on my cock as I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed down. I felt the tightness of my best friends throat as my throbbing member slowly forced its way down her gullet. Stacy gagged and gurgled as her nose came to rest in my pubic hair with my cock fully engulfed in her mouth and throat. I moaned as I felt my dick pulsate and swell in the tight confines. After about ten seconds Stacy tried to pull back but I denied her as I held her head firmly in place.



“Breathe through your nose slut,” I said as I tried to force my cock even deeper. “I want to feel my load pump straight into your stomach.”



Stacy snorted some air through her nose and looked up at me. There was no anger in her eyes as they appeared to be glazed over with lustiness. Her face looked so wonderful with my shaft buried in her mouth. I reached down and stroked the front of her neck, feeling my hard cock in her tight throat. Every once in while Stacy would gag and choke a bit but for the most part she kept my dick lodged in her throat like an absolute pro. After a couple of minutes I felt my cock getting ready to explode.



“Uuuggh, prepare for your breakfast protein boost!” I groaned as I felt my prick erupt in the tightness of Stacy’s throat. She had no choice but to work her throat muscles as fast as she could and gulp down my gooey seed. I gripped the sides of her head as it felt like I was pumping a gallon of cum right in to her stomach.



When my orgasm finally subsided I pulled my softening, wet cock out of Stacy’s mouth. She looked up at me and smiled as she licked her lips for any remnants of jizz. Her smile grew even bigger when she looked over and saw Dave standing in the kitchen doorway, stroking his hard shaft. He must have watched me fill his girlfriends belly with my cum and decided to get some action himself.



“I’m gonna hit the shower now, she’s all yours,” I said as I moved past Dave so he could get in the kitchen. As I walked into the bathroom I heard Stacy gag as Dave grabbed her head and shoved his prick down her throat.



2



The next few days were a nasty, x-rated dream. Stacy’s sexual appetite truly was insatiable. She was in the mood for a hard cock any time, anywhere. Any time my dick twitched and I felt a little horny all I had to do was grab her, stick my cock in one of her lovely holes and go to town. She was never not in the mood. She still ate regular meals but she was consuming huge amounts of cum as well.



There was even one time when I woke up in the early morning around 3 AM to the sensations of Stacy slurping on my cock. While I was half asleep, she got me hard and then rode me until I filled her snatch with a load of cum. I thought it had been a dream in the morning until she confirmed that it had actually happened.



That was how things went for a few days. Dave and I would wake up, have a fuck and suck session with Stacy and then we all go to work. After work we got home and it’s nastiness all night until we go to bed (we watch TV, eat and do other stuff in between of course).



When it was Wednesday Dave informed us that his family was coming out to visit from Friday until next Tuesday and then when they left he was going to fly back home with them for a few days. His mom, dad, younger sister, and younger brother would be staying at a hotel nearby. Of course they wanted to meet Stacy and myself and do all sorts of activities, meals and sight-seeing. We were a bit bummed as this seemed like it was going to put a damper on our sexual activities. I decided that I could deal with it especially considering that when they left Dave was going with them for a few days. This meant that I would have Stacy all to myself for a little bit. I was already forming ideas in my head of some nasty fun we could have without Dave around. It was going to be a tough few days to get through.



We got as much nasty fun in as possible in the next couple of days and then Dave’s family rolled into town. Dave left to pick them up in the morning while Stacy and I stayed at the condo. They arrived just minutes after I had blown a fat load of jizz down Stacy’s throat. She was in the bathroom freshening herself up when they walked in through the front door.



Dave’s dad seemed like a really nice guy. His name was Hank and he looked like an older version of Dave except he seemed to be in better shape then his son. Dave’s mom, Janice, was short, dumpy and not very good looking. Hank was a handsome guy and I thought he could have done better than what I was looking at in front of me. Love is love though I guess. Dave’s sister, Sara, was next. I had to will myself to keep my dick from hardening at the sight of her. Sara was 19 years old but I imagine she could have passed for 16 if she wanted. She wasn’t even five feet tall and she probably weighed in somewhere in the 95 pound range. She had one of the most petite, sexy bodies I had ever seen. Her delicious body was tight and toned with an unbelievably gorgeous ass and a nice set of tits for such a compact frame. This lovely body was combined with the face of a pixie. Sara had short, brown hair, trimmed at her shoulders and sparkling green eyes. When we shook hands there was something about the look she gave me that was not innocent all as she seemed to size me up in some way. I got a very interesting vibe from her. Lastly came Dave’s little brother, Todd. He was 16 years old and looked exactly like a younger version of his brother and father. He looked to be in great shape just like his dad.



Eventually Stacy came out and introductions were made once again. When Stacy met Hank she gave him a huge hug. Everyone else was chatting so I was the only one who noticed the sultry look that Stacy gave Hank. He responded by briefly pressing his crotch into her as they finished their hug. After seeing that I was starting to have second thoughts about this family visit being a bummer. Things could get interesting after all.



Once introductions were finished it was decided that everyone was hungry. Stacy had prepared a picnic lunch that she thought would be great to take down to the beach. Everyone agreed and that was decided to be the plan. We loaded up with all our chairs and towels and other beach stuff while Stacy went to finish getting the food ready. When we are ready to go she announced that she still had a little bit left to prepare but that everyone else should go ahead. Hank had already been helping her pack the food up so he announced that he would stay and help her and meet us down there.



We were half way to the beach when I realized I had left my cell phone at the condo. I was expecting a call about a new job so I needed to go back and pick it up. I let everyone know what I was doing and that they should keep going and get us a good spot. It was a nice day so I knew the beach would be a little crowded.



When I got back to the condo I walked in and heard some odd noises coming from the kitchen when they instantly stopped. Stacy peeked around the corner with a look of relief on her face.



“Oh good, it’s just Jeff. Trust me he is cool.”



I walked down the hallway and looked in to the kitchen. I was only somewhat surprised at the sight of Stacy bent over with her bikini bottoms around her ankles and Hank standing right behind her with his very large looking cock sticking obscenely out of Stacy’s tight snatch. His prick was so thick and long that it looked like a veiny arm reaching up into her sucking pussy. Hank still looked a little uneasy at the sight of me standing there in doorway.



“Damn Stacy you did not waste any time did you?” I said as I pulled down my board shorts and released my hardening cock. Stacy immediately leaned forward and took my member into her mouth. I placed one hand on the back of her head and pushed down, shoving my dick down her tight throat. Stacy was choking on my cock as I extended my other hand out in a handshake to Hank. “Nice to meet you again Hank.”



“Haha, yes Jeff, it’s nice to meet you again too,” Hank laughed and smiled as he reached across Stacy’s back and shook my hand. With that he put his hands on her hips and resumed thrusting his fat prick into Stacy’s snatch. She moaned and gurgled around my cock as Hank pumped into her. “So my son has himself quite the girlfriend it appears.”



“Oh man Hank, you have no idea,” I grinned. “He’s cool with it though. He realized that there is no way one man could keep this slut satisfied.”



“I can see that. Wow there are some nasty chicks back home that I enjoy fucking but this girl is something else.”



“Oh man you haven’t seen anything yet. I don’t think she has any limits. Do you have any limits Stacy?”



Stacy made a gurgling noise around my cock that sounded like a no. Hank laughed, put his hand on the back of her head and shoved it towards my cock. Stacy’s nose mashed into my pelvis as my shaft was as deep down her throat as it could possibly go. Stacy gagged and a bit of saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth.



“Damn that is some hot shit,” Hank said as he held Stacy’s head in place. “Not too often you find a chick who can deepthroat a big cock like she’s doing. What a nasty fucking slut.”



“You look like your packing a pretty big weapon down there Hank. You should see how good her deepthroating skills really are.”



Hank nodded and pulled his huge prick out from Stacy’s wet cunt. It made a wet plop as it slapped on to the top of her ass. Hank’s massive cock was dripping and glistening with Stacy’s juices. I could not help but be impressed by what Hank was packing and amazed that he was able to get it inside Stacy’s tight pussy. His cock had to be about 11 inches long and was ridiculously thick.



I released my dick from the confines of Stacy’s throat as she gasped for air. Hank grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards him. Stacy smiled as his huge cock smacked her in the face.



“Mmm, your cock is so big Hank. I hope it can fit all the way down my throat. I bet your cum would shoot right into my belly.”



“Oh Stacy, your so pretty and nasty I think you will find a way to make my dick disappear.”



Hank aimed is monster dick at Stacy’s face and she opened her mouth as wide as possible. Her lips stretched wide as his prick entered her mouth. He was able to get a couple of inches in before he hit the entrance to her throat. Hank put a hand on each side of her head and began to force his cock down her gullet. I watched in amazement as Stacy’s throat stretched and bulged as inch after inch of Hank’s thick cock disappeared down into her mouth. Stacy snorted air through her nose and made choking noises as Hank really had to work hard to get the last couple of inches down her throat. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed to try and help out. Finally Stacy was looking up at Hank with all 11 inches of his cock buried in her mouth and throat.



“Well holy shit, I can’t believe it,” Hank said in shock. “I can’t believe how fucking tight her throat feels around my dick. I already feel like I could blow my load.”



“Do it then Hank. Pump you man goo right in to her stomach. Stacy loves a belly full of cum.”



Stacy looked up at Hank with his cock buried down her throat and did her best to nod in agreement.



“Well all right then. I hope your hungry slut cause I’m gonna blow big time.”



Stacy moaned around his cock as he held her there. Hank groaned as he flexed his prick in the tight confines of her throat. A steady stream of drool was spilling out the sides of Stacy’s mouth as she breathed through her nose and maintained her deepthroat action. Finally Hank let out a loud moan and forced Stacy back against the kitchen cabinets as he tried to forced his cock even deeper then it already was. I watched as Stacy’s throat muscles worked frantically to gulp down what seemed to be a huge amount of cum. Hank was groaning as he seemed to be unloading an endless supply of jizz into her stomach.



Eventually Hanks orgasm subsided and he slowly pulled his softening cock out of Stacy’s mouth. She let out a small belch as she seemed to be fighting to keep her semen meal down.



“Oh my God, that was so much fucking cum,” she said as she licked her lips. “I feel like you just filled my belly with a gallon of jizz.”



“Think you got room for a little more?” I asked. I had been stroking my hard cock while I was watching Stacy deepthroat Hank and was about ready to blow my load.



“Mmm, I’ve always got room for more,” Stacy answered as she crawled over to me and took my cock in to her mouth.



I felt the jizz rush up through my cock and I exploded in Stacy’s mouth. I moaned as she gulped down wad after wad of my cum. Stacy was a pro as she drank down her second huge load of cum without spilling a drop.



After I was finished I pulled my shrinking cock from Stacy’s mouth and put my board shorts back on. Stacy went into the bathroom to brush her teeth while Hank and I finished packing up the food. When Stacy came out of the bathroom she had a smile on her face.



“Looks like I already had my picnic lunch. I literally feel full from all that cum you guys fed me. What a delicious meal.”



I felt my dick twitch again in my shorts. “Come on Stacy you gotta cut that talk out now. Your gonna make me and Hank show up at the beach sporting huge boners. Could get us in a bit of trouble.”



We all had a laugh at the thought of that bad idea. As we walked to the beach we made sure to chat about everything except sex. We successfully joined the others without growing huge protruding hard-ons.



3



We spent the next couple of hours lounging in the sun and frolicking in the water. I had to either go in the water or stay in a folding chair in order to hide my constant erection. I could not help but get hard every time I saw Sara running around in her bikini. It was solid black and did not leave much to the imagination. Her tight ass and pert tits looked amazing as she ran around. I could have sworn that it seemed like she was purposely bending over in front of me every once in a while so I could get a great view of her ass and even see the outline of her pussy lips. Sara’s tiny, petite body was unbelievably sexy.



As we finished up eating lunch Stacy announced that she had forgotten the cookies she had for dessert and was going to go back to the condo real quick and grab them. To my surprise she asked Todd if he wanted to go with her. He instantly agreed and as they were leaving she turned around and gave me a wicked look. I knew exactly what she intended to do and could not believe she was going for Dave’s little brother. She truly was a degraded, nasty slut.



It was a five minute walk to the condo and they were gone for twenty minutes. As Stacy was walking back to join us she seemed to be walking a little bow-legged. She immediately announced she wanted to go for a swim after the walk and headed into the ocean. I followed her in so that I could find out what had happened.



“So did you fuck Todd too?” I asked as we bobbed in the waves.



Stacy looked at me with a devilish grin on her face. “Of course. I found out that kid is actually a filthy little pervert. Just the kind I love.”

“So what happened?”



“As soon as we got back to the place I just went for it and grabbed his dick through his shorts. The kid was already hard and as soon as he got the go ahead his cock was out and he was yanking down my bikini bottoms. He said he wanted to fuck my asshole so he bent me over the loveseat and shoved his cock up my ass. He’s got a big dick just like Dave and his dad.”



My dick was rock hard while Stacy was telling her story. “Damn, Todd sounds like he’s definitely no virgin.”



“He’s definitely had some experience. He fucked my ass so hard I thought he was going to rip me apart. Then he unloaded a huge load of jizz inside me.”



“Hence why you’re in the water right now.”



“Exactly. I think I’m good to go now. I’m heading back in.”



“Yea, I gotta chill out here for a few minutes. You kinda got me riled up with your story.”



“Ooh, well save it for later. We will find some time for a little more fun.”



Stacy winked at me and headed back to the beach. We ended up hanging out there for another hour before everyone decided they had enough sun for the day. We walked back to the condo and Hank, Janice and Sara decided they wanted to go to their hotel to check in, take a nap, and freshen up so Dave left to give them a ride. Todd decided he would stay and hang out with us.



I took a quick shower and when I got out I could hear the distinct sounds of sex coming from the living room. I walked down the hallway and found Todd lying on the loveseat with Stacy straddling him and bouncing on his hard cock in her pussy. Todd had a tit in each hand and was busy kneading away at them while talking dirty to her.



“Yea you fucking love my cock in your cunt, don’t you slut?”



“Oh God yes. I love getting fucked like the whore I am. I love how big your cock feels in my pussy.”



Stacy looked up and noticed me standing there. I dropped the towel I had wrapped around my waist so that I was naked, with my rock hard cock jutting out towards her. I walked over and she took my cock in her hand and started stroking it. Todd did not seem surprised at all to see me standing there.



“What’s up Jeff. You should stick your dick in Stacy’s ass so we can double fuck this slut. I’ve never done that before.”



“Haha, I see you are an expert at how to treat a slut Todd.”



“Eh, I’ve had some practice. My dad passes his sluts along to me sometimes and I have my own as well. We’re a very horny family. I gotta say though, Stacy you are beyond anything I’ve met back home. Your so sexy and slutty, your fucking awesome!”



“Aw, thanks Todd,” Stacy said as she leaned down and shoved her tongue in his mouth.



I took this opportunity to move up behind Stacy. I spit on my hand and rubbed the saliva on my cock so I could lube it up a bit for entry into her tight asshole. Stacy stopped bouncing on Todd’s dick as I pushed the head of my cock into her anal entry. I relished the view of my thick shaft spreading her asshole wide as it pushed into her bowels. My cock finally sank all the way into her ass and Stacy moaned as she enjoyed the feeling of being filled with two huge pricks.



“Holy shit!” Todd exclaimed. “Her pussy is even tighter now!”



“Oh God! I’m so full of cock!” Stacy groaned as Todd and I started to pump our dicks in and out of her.



It took us a couple of minutes before we finally got a rhythm going. Stacy was moaning and groaning as Todd and I double fucked her on the loveseat. After a couple of minutes of fucking her the door suddenly opened and Dave walked in.



“Ah ha! Looks like you guys are having a fun time! I see your definitely enjoying yourself little bro,” Dave said as he walked over and smacked Todd on the back of the head. “Stacy, looks like these two guys got you pretty well stuffed.”



“There’s always room for more,” Stacy said as she reached for Dave’s crotch.



Dave obliged her by pulling his board shorts down to let his hardening cock spring free. While Todd and I continued to fuck Stacy’s ass and pussy, she leaned over and took Dave’s cock into her mouth. He grabbed the sides of her head and slowly started to fuck his cock into her mouth and down her throat.



“Wow Dave, your girlfriend is one hell of a nasty, filthy slut,” Todd said.



“You have no idea bro. Did you fuck my dad yet Stacy?”



“Of course she did,” I answered while Stacy nodded with her mouth full of cock. “Walked in on him plowing her in the kitchen this morning.”



“You are an insatiable little cock slut,” Dave said as he started to fuck her face harder. Stacy gurgled around his prick in agreement.



Stacy was moaning and groaning in cock heaven as the three of us had all her holes stuffed with man meat. I could not believe how nasty Stacy could be. She had her boyfriend facefucking her while his little brother pumped away at her pussy and her best friend fucked her tight asshole. Stacy groaned and choked on Dave’s cock as her body shuddered with an orgasm. She was thoroughly enjoying the triple fucking that we were giving her. After a few more minutes of sweaty fucking I felt my own orgasm begin to build.



“Shit. I’m about to cum. How bout you guys?”



“Ugh, yea I’m about there,” Todd said from below Stacy’s sweaty body.



“Me too,” Dave grunted as he shoved his cock all the way down Stacy’s throat.



“Fuck yea, let’s fill this slut with our jizz at the same time!” I yelled as we all started fucking Stacy as hard as we could.



Within seconds I felt my orgasm coming and I grunted as my cock exploded deep inside Stacy’s tight asshole. Todd and Dave both groaned as their pricks erupted in unison inside Stacy’s pussy and down her throat. Stacy was moaning around the cock in her throat as the three of us unleashed a torrent of cum into her. I could feel Todd’s dick pulsating in her snatch as my own cock throbbed in her butt with each spurt of gooey semen. When we finally finished cumming we pulled our softening cocks from her holes and she flopped down on the loveseat, an exhausted cum-filled mess.



Dave went to go take a shower and a few minutes later Stacy went to go join him while Todd took a nap out on the patio. Eventually I could hear the sounds of Stacy getting fucked again in the shower by Dave. I guess Dave wasn’t finished after filling his girlfriends belly with his sperm.



4



I decided to take a nap myself and went into my room to lie on my bed. An hour later I woke up and came out of my room. Dave was gone, probably to pick up the rest of his family to come back and have dinner. I could see Todd still sitting out on the patio but no sign of Stacy. As I walked closer to the patio door I discovered where Stacy was. She was on her knees between Todd’s legs, giving him a quick blowjob before his family arrived. As I walked outside I could hear Todd grunting as he was obviously cumming in Stacy’s mouth.



I considered whipping out my dick for a quick blowjob but figured I didn’t have enough time before everyone showed up. I was correct as Dave and his family walked in the door a couple of minutes later. Dave and Hank started the grill to cook some burgers while the rest of us cracked some beers and chilled. Stacy was wearing a little skirt and as soon as I could I reached up her skirt to see if she had panties on. There was nothing as my fingers rubbed on her dripping snatch. Stacy winked at me and flashed a wicked grin. She wanted the guys to have easy access if they had an opportunity for a quick fuck.



I kept my eye on Stacy to see how daring she would be. Every time Sara and Janice had there attention elsewhere she would be groping cocks through our pants or be getting groped herself. Everyone was getting in on the action whenever Janice and Sara were not looking. Todd was relentless as he was constantly pressing his crotch into her or reaching up under her skirt to finger her pussy whenever he had a chance. At one point I saw Hank go into the kitchen where Stacy was washing some dishes and start talking to her as he was obviously pressing his cock into her ass from behind. Even Dave was groping his own girlfriend whenever he could. I got in on the action as well, grabbing her ass and shoving fingers into her snatch as often as possible.



Partway through the evening Dave’s cousin, Ron, showed up to say hi to everyone and grab a bite to eat. I figured out pretty quickly that Ron was obviously familiar with Stacy’s nastiness as he got in on the groping action as well. At one point he caught me watching as he dry-humped Stacy from behind and gave me a wink.



At one point we started running low on beer and Ron and Stacy said they would walk down to the liquor store to buy more. Stacy asked me if I would like to join them and I agreed. We left the condo and started walking to the liquor store. The whole time we were walking Stacy kept grabbing at our hard dicks through our pants. We reciprocated by mauling her ass and pussy with our hands and fingers. Part way to the store Ron suddenly stopped and looked down an alleyway that ran between two closed retail stores. It was very dimly lit and quiet as well.



“Aight, there’s no one around and this looks like a good spot,” Ron said. “Ok Jeff one of us can stand lookout while the other goes back and takes care of this naughty slut.”



“And here I thought we were just getting beer,” Stacy said sarcastically as she rubbed Ron’s dick through his pants.



“Haha, well Ron looks like Stacy has you going already so I will take first watch,” I said as Ron led Stacy down the alley.



There was a planter in front of one of the stores so I sat down on the wall in front of it. I had a good view of anyone coming by and a good view of Stacy and Ron part way down the hallway. I watched as Ron unzipped his fly and pulled out his large cock. It appeared as though big dicks were abundant in the entire family. He flipped Stacy around and pushed her up against the wall of one of the stores as he flipped her skirt up to reveal her juicy ass. I watched as he aimed his prick at her snatch and slowly impaled her on his cock. Ron pushed Stacy into the wall as he slowly started to fuck her.



They were doing a good job of being quiet as I could barely hear them grunting and groaning as they fucked in the alley. My cock was straining to burst from my pants as I watched Ron’s thick shaft sliding in and out of Stacy’s twat. Ron grabbed her hair and yanked her head back as he would thrust his prick so deep into her cunt that she would lift slightly off the ground. After a few minutes Ron pulled his cock from her snatch and pushed her down to her knees in front of him. Stacy opened her mouth just in time as Ron’s load erupted from the head of his cock. I watched as he unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into her waiting mouth. When he finished he shook the remaining drops of jizz into her open mouth before Stacy swallowed the whole load down in one gulp. Ron put his dick away and headed back down the alley while Stacy stayed where she was.



“Your turn dude,” Ron said as he came out of the alley and sat down on the planter.



I walked down the alley towards Stacy, pulling out my hard cock in the process. Stacy licked her lips at the sight of my throbbing member wobbling back and forth as I walked. I pulled Stacy to her feet and pushed her up against the wall as Ron had done.



“Mmm, so you want to fuck me like a dirty hooker too I see,” Stacy cooed as I jammed my fat cock into her sopping wet pussy.



My shaft was glistening with her juices as I watched it pump in and out of her tight pussy. Her snatch made obscene slurping noises as I fucked her from behind. Stacy moaned as I forced her up against the wall even more as I shoved my cock into her as deep as it could get. I was thrusting away at Stacy’s snatch when I suddenly heard Ron talking to someone at the end of the alley. I stopped fucking Stacy and froze with my cock still buried in her cunt. To my surprise a random guy came around the corner and started heading down the alley. Ron peeked around the side of the alley and gave me a thumbs up as the guy came up to us.



“Hey guys, I was walking by when I happened to see you two having fun down here,” the guy said. He seemed nice enough and looked like any other guy you might run into at a bar down here. “Your buddy said it would be cool if I got a quick nut off.”



“Whip out that cock and feed me your gooey cum stud,” Stacy said to the guy. Damn, she was such a slut.



The guy smiled as he unzipped his fly and pulled out his hardening, six inch cock. While still keeping my prick buried in her snatch, I turned with Stacy so she was facing the guy. She wasted no time in bending over and taking his cock into her mouth. The guy groaned as she took him all the way down her tight throat.



“Go ahead and fuck her face man,” I said to the guy. “She loves that sort of shit.”



Stacy gurgled in agreement as she started to fuck her own throat along the guys cock while I went back to pumping away at her pussy. The guy took his cue from Stacy and started to fuck her pretty face. It only took about a minute before the guy groaned and unloaded his cum down Stacy’s throat. She eagerly gulped down the gooey treat until she had drained his balls.



“Oh man, thank you. That was fucking awesome,” the guy said as he put his dick away and took off back down the alley.



I fucked Stacy for a few more minutes until I felt my own load brewing. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and she immediately turned around and took it in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my prick down her throat as my orgasm hit me. Stacy made gagging noises as I spurted my fourth load of the day down her throat. I finished blowing my load as Stacy sucked at my dick to get the last few drops of jizz. After that we straightened ourselves up and headed out of the alley to meet Ron.



“Damn slut, how many loads have you drank today,” Ron asked Stacy.



“I don’t know,” she answered as she let out a little burp. “Not enough though. I’m still hungry for cum, but I imagine I will be getting some more later on.”



I imagined she would considering there was three more horny guys chilling back at the condo. They would just have to find a way to dodge Janice and Sara. I loved how nasty Stacy was when she talked. She was so blunt about how much of a slut she was. Just like with that stranger she seemed like she would never turn down a hard cock.



We bought some more beer and hurried back to the condo. When we walked back in Todd gave us a jealous look that said “I know what you guys did and I wish I could have joined in”. I had a feeling that he planned on getting his dick into Stacy at the first chance he got. Dave and Hank had a fire going in the fire pit as we all sat around drinking beers and chatting. After an hour Janice announced that she was getting tired and feeling jet lagged so she wanted to go to bed. Sara agreed with her mom that she wanted to get some sleep as well. Hank and Todd told them that they felt like staying and having a couple more beers but that they should not wait up for them. Dave agreed to drive Janice and Sara back to the hotel now and Ron would take Hank and Todd over there later on when he went home for the night. Of course I knew what this little plan meant.



The second they were out the door and Dave’s car was pulling out of the driveway Todd jumped up, yelled “First!” and ran over to where Stacy was sitting. She had been about to take a sip of her beer when Todd pulled his hard cock out of his shorts and shoved it in her mouth. Stacy choked as he pushed his prick right down her throat and started to fuck her face with a horny fury. She was gagging and gurgling on his fat cock as his balls slapped against her chin with the force of her facefucking. I was kind of shocked at how brutal Todd was being to her but Stacy seemed to not mind at all.



Stacy let out a loud choking noise as a large amount of saliva drooled out her mouth and down her chin. Todd pulled his dick out of her mouth and yanked her top up and over her head, revealing her luscious tits for everyone to see.



“I’m gonna make a mess of you so let’s keep it off your clothes,” Todd said as he grabbed Stacy’s head and shoved his prick back down her throat.



Todd resumed violently throatfucking her. Stacy was making the nastiest gagging and choking noises as I watched her drool out another mess of saliva. It drooled down her chin and slopped on to her tits. Todd wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to make a mess of her.



I looked to my left to see Hank stripping out of his clothes. He walked over to Stacy and Todd, his massive hard cock leading the way. Hank went behind Stacy and lifted her out of her chair while not interrupting Todd’s facefucking. Hank held Stacy up in the air and spread her legs, exposing her wet pussy. He had other ideas though as he started to flip her over. Todd took his hands off her head as she was twisted around, his fat cock still remaining in her throat.



Now they were holding Stacy up so that she was bent over backwards. Stacy braced her arms on Todd’s shins as she seemed to be in some sexy yoga pose. Her head bent back and lined up at a perfect angle for Todd to fuck her gullet and watch her throat bulge with each thrust. Hank spread her legs again and now had his cock pointed at her tight asshole. I watched as he lowered her down and the fat, bulbous head of his prick began to spread her butthole open. The sight was incredible as her anus had to spread ridiculously wide to accommodate Hank’s incredibly thick cock. Hank was grunting with effort as he slowly started pushing his dick into her bowels.



On the other end Todd was still going to town on Stacy’s throat. She was still drooling out tons of saliva except this time it was all running down her face and in to her hair. The kid really wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to make a mess of her. Hank put Stacy’s legs over his shoulders as he continued to work his prick into her ass. His thick shaft was really spreading her sphincter wide as she groaned around the cock fucking her throat.



By now Ron had his cock out and was lewdly stroking it as he watched his uncle and cousin tagteaming Stacy. I decided to join him as I released my throbbing dick from my shorts. I could not believe I was ready to go for my fourth round this day as I stood there jerking on my cock. I realized that neighbors might hear the nastiness going on as Stacy, Todd, and Hank were starting to get a little loud.



“Hey guys, let’s take this party inside. We wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors now.”



Hank and Todd agreed and, while keeping their dicks buried in her throat and ass, carried her in to the condo. Once inside they stopped in the hallway and went back to fucking her. Hank was still having difficulty working his huge cock into Stacy’s butthole. At that moment Dave walked back in from dropping off Janice and Sara.



“Why am I not surprised,” he said when he saw his little brother facefucking his girlfriend while his dad was attempting to force his massive prick into her tight asshole. “Let’s grab the mattress off our bed and put it in the living room so we can get more situated and comfortable.”



Ron went to help him as they went to grab the mattress. I went into the living room and pushed the furniture to the sides so we could make room as they brought the mattress out and set it on the floor. Dave took off all the sheets and put some new ones down so that we could “make a mess of them” as Dave put it. Todd pulled his cock from Stacy’s throat as he and Hank flipped her around so she could stand up. Hank still had his cock jammed in her asshole as she led him, bow-legged, down the hallway. It was an obscene sight as they came by me to see the two of them connected by Hank’s thick cock.



Hank laid back on the mattress and Stacy sank down on to him, forcing the last couple inches of his dick into the confines of her ass. She groaned as she had all 11 inches of fat prick buried in her bowels. She looked so nasty and sexy sitting there with the huge cock buried inside her. Her face was a mess of saliva and smeared makeup with streaks and globs of drool running through her hair from Todd’s brutal facefucking. By now we had all stripped off our clothes and we surrounded Stacy. She had four big, fat cocks aimed at her while she had a fifth massive prick deep in her asshole.

“So guys, what do you think we destroy this bitch?” Dave said as he looked down at his girlfriend.



“Bring it on!” Stacy challenged as she leaned over and violently forced her own head down onto Dave’s prick. She jammed his entire shaft down her throat in one disgustingly beautiful move.



“Fuck yea!” Dave yelled as he grabbed his girlfriend by the sides of her head and basically started to skullfuck her with all his might.



While Dave was busy slamming his cock down Stacy’s throat, Hank started to lift her up from underneath and began pumping his fat prick in and out of her tightly gripping anus. Ron moved in and Stacy wrapped one of her hands around his dick and started stroking him. Todd quickly moved in and grabbed her other hand so that she could start jerking on him as well.



For the time being I just stood back and enjoyed the show. Stacy had to be in cock heaven with all the attention she was getting. I could not believe I was watching my best friend getting gangbanged by her boyfriend, his little brother, cousin, and even his father. It was hard to believe that just a few weeks ago we were just a couple of normal, platonic friends. Now I know Stacy as the absolute slut she is. I was not going to complain though, it was all way too much fun.



It almost sounded like Dave was killing Stacy as she was gagging and choking so much from the ridiculously brutal throatfucking he was giving her. I was about to say something when he suddenly stepped back and pulled his wet cock out of her mouth. Stacy leaned back and laughed as a ton of drool flowed down her chin and all over her tits. I guess she had thoroughly enjoyed his brutality. She really did seem to have no limits.



As Stacy was leaning back she gave us a great view of Hank’s monster cock thrusting into her asshole. The sight was so sexy and obscene as her anal opening was stretched incredibly wide to accommodate the piece of meat invading it.



Ron and Todd both moved in at the same time to get at her mouth. Stacy giggled as they fought to get their cocks into her mouth and most likely down her throat. I was laughing at them when an idea hit me.



“Go at the same time guys,” I said. “See if the slut can take two dicks down her tight throat.”



They looked at each other and nodded. They both grabbed Stacy by the head and pulled her towards them. They got their cocks side by side and directed them into her mouth. Stacy’s jaw was stretched wide as both pricks forced themselves into her mouth and began attempting to push down her throat. Dave came up behind her and pushed on the back of her head to help them out. I watched her throat distend and bulge as they shoved their pricks down her gullet. They were a good way down her throat when it became too difficult to go further.



“Damn, that shit is so fucking tight,” Ron said.



“Seriously,” Todd agreed. “I can’t even move my dick in there.”



“Hey guys,” Hank said from below Stacy, where his cock was fucking her asshole. “I could use a break here. Don’t want to blow my load just yet.”



Todd and Ron quickly pulled their dicks from Stacy’s mouth and helped lift her off of Hank. Her asshole sucked lewdly at his prick as it slowly exited her bowels. Hank got up off the mattress as Ron pushed Todd out of the way and bent Stacy over the side of the loveseat. He spread her ass cheeks and we all got a good look at her gaping asshole. Ron grabbed his dick and shoved it right into her anal cavity. He immediately started to fuck her in the ass with all his might.



“Unngghh yea fuck my ass Ron!” Stacy groaned. “I love all your big fucking cocks! Treat me like the slut pig whore that I am!”



Todd cut off her filthy talk as he jumped up on the love seat and shoved his cock down her throat. He began to skullfuck her as violently as his brother had been doing. I was half expecting to see Stacy’s spine bunch up like an accordion as they were plowing into her so violently at each end. I moved up and sat on the back of the love seat so I could get a better view of Stacy choking and drooling all over Todd’s dick. While I was enjoying the show Stacy reached out with her right arm and started to stroke my throbbing prick. After watching for a couple more minutes I decided it was time for me to get in on the action.



“My turn,” I said as I grabbed a handful of Stacy’s hair and yanked her off Todd’s cock. She didn’t even have a chance to say a word as I pulled her head over to me and stuck my dick in her mouth. I grabbed on to the sides of her head and slammed my hard prick all the way down her throat. Stacy gagged and choked as I fucked her throat as hard as I could. At one point I plunged my dick all the way down her gullet and held her there. I told her to lick my balls and her tongue came out and lapped meekly at my nut sac. I had a better idea and told to open wide as I forced my balls into her mouth along with my entire cock. Her cheeks bulged as my nuts filled them up. The guys whooped and hollered at the sight of her face mashed into my pelvis with my entire cock and balls buried in her mouth and throat. Finally I pulled out of her mouth and she drooled a bunch of saliva all over my dick and nuts. I shoved my cock back in to her mouth and resumed facefucking her.



Ron plowed away at Stacy’s ass for another minute before he tapped out to take a break. Dave stepped up and drove his rigid member into her yet-to-be fucked pussy. Stacy squealed around my cock in her throat as Dave started pounding away at his girlfriends snatch.



We kept this going for a good 15 minutes. We kept Stacy bent over the side of the love seat and alternated fucking her mouth, pussy, and ass. Eventually I moved aside to let Hank jump in. I watched in amazement again as he forced his entire prick down her throat. When he bottomed out Stacy actually threw up a bit of beer and saliva around his cock. Hank used it as lube to get a good rhythm going of throatfucking her with his massive member. Eventually Dave took a break and Todd jumped in and filled her pussy again with man meat.



We all took a turn at fucking Stacy and slamming her throat when she finally got a word in and said that if we changed up positions, three of us could fuck her at the same time. I seconded that idea and thought it would be awesome to see Hank and his two sons with their big dicks all buried in the same chick.



We let Stacy stand up and stretch for a minute before we resumed fucking. She looked like such a sexy, slutty mess. Her face, hair and chest were a mess of dripping saliva. It almost looked like she had already been splattered with a few loads of cum.



Once Stacy was ready, Hank laid down on the mattress with his huge cock jutting up in the air. Stacy straddled him and slowly lowered herself down, impaling her cunt on his fat prick. She groaned as she sank all the way down on him.



“God, it feels like your cock is in my stomach,” Stacy grunted as Todd came up behind her. He aimed his fat dick at her tight anus and pushed. Stacy moaned as Todd’s prick slowly entered her anal cavity. It was incredibly tight and there was not much room as Hanks meat took up quite a bit of space. Finally he was all the way in and Stacy had two big dicks buried to the hilt in her ass and pussy.



“Fuck! I’m so fucking full of fat cock!” she yelled as Dave came and stood in front of her. Stacy opened her mouth wide as Dave shoved his prick down her throat.



It was quite a sight to see a father and his two sons, all with their big dicks buried in the same horny slut. I had a great idea and ran into my room and grabbed my digital camera.



“Hey guys, how bout some pictures to remind you of your awesome California vacation?”



“Do it!” Dave said as he throatfucked his girlfriend.



I started snapping off a bunch of pictures of Stacy getting triple fucked. I got a few great ones of all three guys giving the camera the thumbs up while thrusting their dicks into Stacy. She did her best to strike some poses as well but she was pretty much at the will of whatever the guys wanted.



I took a bunch more pictures before we started switching people out so Ron and I could get in on the action. Over the next ten minutes we all had a chance to fuck her pussy, ass and mouth until we were all just about exhausted. I had refrained from unleashing a few times but now I was ready to blow a huge load of cum.



“I don’t about you guys but I’m bout ready to bust a huge nut here,” I said as I stroked my cock. Ron, Dave and Todd were fucking Stacy and they all looked at me and nodded in agreement.



“I say we drench this little whore,” Hank said. “What’s that word for that sort of thing? Is it a bukkake?”



“Ha, yea your right dad,” Dave laughed. “Yea, I say we bukkake this nasty slut.”



The guys pulled their cocks out of Stacy’s orifices as she stretched on the mattress.



“So you boys are gonna shower me with you jizz huh?” Stacy cooed as she rubbed her saliva coated body in front of us. “Mmm, I want to feel all that gooey cum dripping down my body.”



Stacy knelt on the mattress and inserted a couple of fingers into her freshly fucked pussy as the five of us gathered around her. She stared at us individually with a look of lust on her face as we jerked and stroked our hard cocks. We were all grunting and groaning as we worked up our loads so we could splatter Stacy.



“Yes! I can’t wait for you guys to cover me in jizz!” Stacy moaned as she looked at all the throbbing dick in front of her face.



Ron let out a grunt as he was the first to unleash his load. His first huge wad of cum launched from the head of his dick and hit Stacy square in the middle of her forehead. It oozed down between her eyes as more spurts of man goo landed on her pretty face. The flood gates suddenly opened up as we all started groaning and letting loose. Stacy just sat back as a veritable shower of jizz rained over her. It was hard to tell where it was all coming from, there was so much cum flying at Stacy. I saw a huge wad of semen erupt out of Hank’s dick and seem to splat and coat half of her already messy face.



When we were finished we all stumbled back to lean against the walls and catch our breath. When I looked at Stacy I could not believe how much of a ridiculous mess she was. Her entire face and tits were completely drenched with cum. Huge globs of jizz were oozing down her face and streaked in her hair. She was quite the sight as she was absolutely covered in our semen. Stacy laid back on the mattress, an exhausted cum-covered mess. She slowly started to scoop our jizz off her body and spoon it in to her hungry mouth.



“Damn girl you are one degraded, nasty slut!” Ron exclaimed as we watched her feed herself the cum from all over her body.



“Mmm, your jizz is so delicious all mixed together,” Stacy purred as she scooped glob after glob into her mouth.



“Jesus Christ, we better get going before we start this thing all over again,” Hank said as he started putting his clothes on. “Got to get some sleep tonight or the ladies might start getting suspicious.”



Todd looked reluctant to leave as he watched Stacy lift up one of her tits and lick the sperm that coated it. “Ah man,” he said as he started to put on his clothes as well.



Ron, Hank, and Todd finished getting dressed and headed out for the night. Stacy finished up cleaning herself off as best she could and once she was satisfied she headed off to the shower. Dave followed her, I imagine to clean up as well and probably get another fuck in before going to bed. I was so beat from the day that I just went to my room and crashed in my bed.



As I was falling asleep I could not help but be amazed at how the day had turned out. I thought we were in for a boring family trip but instead Dave’s family turned out to be a bunch of horny pervs. I started the day thinking family BBQ and it ended with full blown gangbang action. Stacy had transformed into such a nasty, degraded, filthy slut whore right before my very eyes. The chick that loved having five guys plug all her holes with their huge cocks and splatter her with cum was not the same friend that I knew a few weeks ago. I thought about the course of the day and realized that Stacy had consumed over a dozen loads of cum. What an amazing, insatiable slut.



5



The next morning I woke up with my usual raging boner. The plan for the day was for the girls to all hit the town for some shopping and the guys would figure out their own thing. This was kind of a bummer because it meant Stacy would be gone for most of the day. As I came out of my room Dave was just coming out of his as well. He was naked and I could tell he had just finished fucking Stacy because his dick was still semi hard and oozing cum.



“Morning dude,” Dave greeted me. “I’m gonna hit the shower and then go pick everyone up so get your jollies in now while you can.”



I stripped off my shorts and boxers and tossed them in my room. I walked into Dave and Stacy’s bedroom to see Stacy still lounging on her bed. She was nude and her legs were spread wide open. I could see where Dave’s cum was starting to leak out of her freshly-fucked snatch.



“Morning slut,” I said as I crawled on to the bed with her, my hard cock sticking out in front of me.



“Mmm, good morning to you and your morning wood,” Stacy said seductively as she rolled over on to her belly. She waggled her juicy ass at me in a very inviting manner.



I knew what she wanted as I crawled up to her and straddled her from behind. I spread her ass cheeks to reveal her puckered butthole. I grabbed my cock, aimed it at her winking anus, and pushed. Stacy moaned as my prick slowly pushed deep in to her sucking shitter. I pressed my thumbs into the small of her back as my dick bottomed out in her bowels. I laid down on top of her and just relished the feeling as my cock throbbed and pulsated deep inside her ass.



“Fuck, your cock feels so good in my ass,” Stacy groaned into the mattress. “Come on! Fuck me hard!”



I sat and pulled my cock out of her shitter until it was about to pop out and then with one big thrust I plunged it back in. Stacy was making muffled animal noises into the covers as I started to brutally fuck her. Her tight anus sucked and gripped at my cock each time I pumped it in and out.



I was really pounding away at Stacy’s ass when Dave came in the room from his shower. He hadn’t dressed yet and had just a towel wrapped around his waste. He looked at me roughly fucking his girlfriends asshole and said “fuck it” as he dropped his towel and walked over to where Stacy was still groaning into the mattress. He lifted her face up to look at the hardening shaft in front of her and started to feed his dick into her mouth.



Dave started to slowly fuck his girlfriends throat while I continued to assfuck her. This went on for a few minutes before I grunted and felt my cock explode deep in Stacy’s anal cavity. Stacy moaned around Dave’s cock as I unleashed a torrent of cum into her sucking sphincter. Just as I was pulling my dripping cock from Stacy’s asshole Dave groaned and began blasting his jizz down her throat. I watched as Stacy gulped down her first, but probably not the last, load of cum for the day.



I told Stacy I would take a quick shower while she caught her breath and then she could jump in and clean herself up. As I was finishing up my shower Stacy came in and joined me. I was tempted to get a little more action out of her but decided against it since I knew I was short on time. It would probably be a bad idea if Dave came back with his family and his mom saw us both come out of the shower together.



6



The day actually went by pretty quickly as we kept ourselves occupied. The girls all went shopping while we went down to the beach and played a few games of volleyball. We spent a couple of hours lounging in the sun and drinking beers before we headed back to the house to start the BBQ. I think the only person who had a tough time passing the time was Todd. He kept making comments about how it sucked that the girls had to leave and he couldn’t wait for Stacy to get back so he could have a chance to ravage her. Hank had to tell his son to shut up as his lewd comments were starting to get us all hot and bothered. By the end of the day, after a few beers, we all had Stacy on the brain. The plan was to BBQ at the condo again so I knew it might be tough for all of us to “relieve” ourselves at some point.



The girls returned to the condo around six with all of their purchases. It was still very warm out so Stacy and Sara decided that they wanted to wear a couple of their new items. These items just happened to be a couple of skimpy bikinis. Both girls swimsuits were incredibly sexy and very skimpy. I think every guy had to do the best to hide their erections as the girls pranced around. I was amazed at how oblivious Janice was to everything that was going on. She always seemed to be boozing it up pretty heavily though so that might have been the explanation (I think she was on some meds as well). I was kind of surprised about Sara though. In my opinion she was ridiculously hot and I had no idea how her brothers or dad could deal with such a minx. Incest is pretty messed up but Sara was some hardcore temptation. That wasn’t happening though otherwise she would have been partying with us already.



The girls teased us without mercy for the next couple of hours as no one had an opportunity to sneak away with Stacy at any point. I knew Stacy was getting a kick out of messing with us but I was really starting to wonder what Sara was up to. She seemed to be spending more time then needed flaunting her body in front of me. Any time I sat down somewhere it was not long before she was in front of my view, usually bending over for one reason or another. I got my answer to this mysterious teasing when I went into the kitchen to refill the chips and salsa. Everyone else was out back on the patio when Sara came in to join me.



“Hey Jeff,” she said as she came and stood next to me. “We haven’t talked much since I’ve been here.”



“I suppose. Just haven’t had a chance I guess.”



“That’s too bad, I could have found out earlier that you could help me with my problem,” Sara said as she gave me a funny look.



“What’s your problem?” I asked.



“Well, I was talking to Stacy today and she told me you could help me with my need for a big fat cock.”



My mouth dropped open as Sara reached down and grasped my already hardening dick through my shorts.



“Damn, she was not kidding. Your cock feels so nice,” Sara cooed as she rubbed my now rock hard prick.



I was shocked at first but then I realized that I should not be surprised that Sara is a horny slut. Her dad and two brothers were such horny fuckers that it made sense for the daughter to have a crazy sex drive as well. Plus, Sara was so damn sexy that if she was giving me the go ahead, I was going to take advantage of it.



“I see now what your problem is,” I said as I reached back and squeezed one of Sara’s tight little ass cheeks. “You’re a horny little slut who needs to be stuffed with fat cock.”



“Mmm, you know exactly what I need,” she moaned as I reached under her bikini bottoms and inserted a finger into her tight snatch. Her pussy was so tight around my finger I had no idea how I would fit my dick in there. I intended on making it happen though.



“Everyone is around though and I want to make sure I give you a proper fucking like you need.”



Sara reached down the front of my shorts and gripped my hard prick in her tiny hand. I couldn’t see but it felt like she could barely get her hand around it. “God you’re so big! After my brother takes us home tonight come by the hotel. I have my own room on the other side of the hotel, so we can take our time.”



This sounded like a great idea to me, I just hoped that I could hold out that long. We were both starting to get really hot and bothered so we stopped groping each other. We went back out to join the others and hopefully make the time pass by before the real fun could begin.

I tipped the remaining contents of my beer down my throat and placed the empty bottle on the cottage chair armrest. The small flames from the tikki torches surrounding the patio danced pleasantly about us as we enjoyed a moment of silence. It was late in the evening, and our ‘team-building’ day with the staff in our office was coming to a close. We had spent it at the Director’s cottage: a secluded piece of island property an hour south-west of the city.



The only employees left on the porch were me, the finance guy Simon, the manager Carmen, program assistant Sarah, and receptionist Natalie. The rest had either returned home or had retired for the night. The spacious cottage could accommodate a number of guests, and I had decided to stay for the night. My decision proved to be a highly rewarding one.



“Who wants to join me for a sauna session?” I asked, breaking the silence.



“Sorry people, I’m done for the day,” said Simon. “But help yourselves to drinks and snacks, and I’ve shown you the sleeping arrangements, so enjoy.”



“I’m going to bed as well,” said Carmen. “Good evening all.”



I was a little disappointed. Carmen was older—about 35, but had a body to die for. We had all spent a lot of time near the lake throughout the day, and Carmen’s bikini left little to the imagination. It allowed me excellent views of her massive, firm, round breasts. They were glorious. Very large, perfectly shaped, and they hung beautifully on her thin frame. More than once during the day I was forced to conceal a massive erection after observing her sunbathing.



I looked hopefully at Sarah and Natalie.



“I’ll go,” said Natalie.



I was mildly surprised. Nat and I were not particularly close, and had only exchanged pleasantries in the office. She was two years younger than me, French, and married. I did not get the impression that she disliked me, but she had not warmed up to me as much as Sarah had. Sarah was also married, but we got along rather well both in and outside the office. We played beach volleyball together and had gone out for drinks a number of times. In fact, I had the impression she had a crush on me, and did not seem overly concerned about hiding it.



“Great! Sarah?”



“Sure. Just let me get changed and I’ll meet you down there.”



“I’ll join you,” added Nat.



We bade goodnight to Simon and Carmen and parted ways. I grabbed my towel from the porch railing and walked to the sauna. It was a small, cosy cabin with a woodstove with rocks on top, and worked rather well. We had used it earlier in the evening and did not require much stoking. Minutes later I heard the girls’ voices approaching and stepped to the side as the door of the sauna opened.



“Hey guys. It’ll be nice and hot in a few minutes. I’m going to jump in the lake first,” I said. The girls agreed to join me and we made our way down to the dock. There were tiki torches on either side of the dock, and I lit them to give us some light. I pulled off my shirt and looked over at the girls. I had watched them swimming and sunbathing throughout the day, but was excited for another view of them in their swimwear.



Sarah was thin, with straight dark brown hair just past her shoulders. She had eyes to match her hair, and pale skin to contrast. She had a gentle curve at her waist, long toned legs, and medium-sized breasts being cradled by a lime green bikini.



Nat was slightly shorter than Sarah, with straight dirty blonde hair about the same length as Sarah’s. She was a little heavier than Sarah, with a cute, round face and deep blue eyes, but she carried the weight in all the right places. Her curves were much more voluptuous, giving her body a delightful plumpness without being overweight or under-toned. Her ass was round but firm, her hips curvy, and her stomach flat and soft—but her most notable feature was her bust. Her breasts were round, plump, and massive. They were so large that they made her body look smaller, and they made it extremely difficult to look anywhere else.



Unfortunately she dressed quite modestly, and the only chances I got of beholding her bountiful bosom was when she was leaning over to collect files from the cabinet and happened to be wearing a scoop-neck top. Her bathing suit was not much better. It was a one-piece that fastened around her neck instead of having straps over her shoulders. My disappointment at her lack of bikini, not to mention an entire lack of any cleavage whatsoever was nearly palpable. However, I did manage to get a few side-boob glances throughout the day, especially when she was lying on her stomach. Not to mention the tantalising sight of her erect nipples showing through the tight black material of her bathing suit. Sarah was more of an exhibitionist. I enjoyed watching her tits bounce around in her bikini and the sight of the material of her bottoms gathering between the cheeks of her ass.



I stood at the edge of the dock as the girls undressed. I dove in, feeling the cool water against my skin. As I emerged, I turned around to see the girls wading into the water at the side of the dock where the rocks faded gradually into the water. They were waist-deep, and I saw the light of the flames tracing soft lines around the curves of their breasts and waists.



I felt a stirring in my shorts as Nat pressed her arms against her chest due to the coolness of the water, pushing her massive breasts out from the sides of her suit. Sarah’s nipples poked sharply from the middle of her bikini cups, and her shoulders were drawn up, creating a sensuous gulf between her tits. I climbed out by the ladder at the end of the dock, making no effort to hide the suction of my bathing shorts against my semi-erect penis. As I walked past the girls, I glanced at their faces. Both staring intently at my groin, mouths slightly agape. I smiled to myself.



“See you in the sauna, ladies.”



I grabbed my towel on the way, and entered the now-sweltering sauna.



I sat on the top bench, my back against the hot wood wall behind me, my eyes closed. I could hear the girls approaching again, speaking in hushed tones. The door creaked open and they entered hurriedly, trying not to let too much hot air out into the night. They were wrapped in their towels, and noticing how hot it was inside, placed them on either side of me. I had sat strategically in the middle of the main bench, ensuring there was not enough side on either side of me for both of them to sit. There was a side bench, but it was very close to the heat of the woodstove, and was fairly dark, since the dim light was fixed on the opposite side of the cabin. Now flanked by the two co-workers I fantasised about most, I was excited and horny. We made idle chat as beads of perspiration began to form on our bodies.



“I think I hurt my neck swimming today. It feels really tight.” Nat was rubbing her neck and tilting her head back. I saw my opening.



“If you turn to the side I can give you a massage, if you want.” I offered. Both Sarah and Nat looked at me.



“Don’t worry Sarah, I wouldn’t want you to feel left out. You can massage me.” I laughed. They joined in, breaking the tension. I played my next card carefully.



“Hey, I know you’re both married, I’m must offering as a friend. I totally understand if you’re not comfortable with it.”



Natalie smiled. “No, I’m cool with it. Do your worst.”



She turned her back to me and put her hair over her shoulder, exposing the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. I glanced briefly at Sarah trying to read her reaction. She looked on silently, her brow faintly knit, her mouth curving almost imperceptibly downward at the corners of her mouth.



“Come on Sarah, hands on. I’ll do you next.”



She brightened a bit at my comment as I turned my back to her. I gently massaged Nat’s back and shoulders, as Sarah placed her hands tentatively on my shoulders. Again, we chatted about various things, office matters, current affairs, as we loosened each others’ muscles, enjoyed our alcohol buzz, and soaked up the heat.



“You won’t be able to reach my neck with this bathing suit. Let me adjust it,” said Natalie. She reached back and unfastened the neck clasp and pulled it forward. I leaned forward to attempt to get a look over her shoulder at her breasts, but she held the bathing suit material in place with her forearm. Disappointed with the view, but pleased with the new development, I moved my hands to her neck and rubbed gently.



“Mmmmm, that’s it. Right there,” moaned Nat as her head rolled forward.



I felt Sarah’s hands on my back knead my flesh more urgently. I could sense the tension. I ran my fingers up and down Nat’s bare back and let my fingers graze the sides of her bulging breasts. As my fingertips brushed them, Nat’s flesh erupted with goosebumps and an audible sigh escaped her lips. I could feel my cock beginning to swell, as I imagined gripping handfuls of Nat’s glorious breasts.



“Okay, now it’s my turn,” said Sarah.



I was disappointed that I did not get to go further with Nat, but now was my chance to put my hands on Sarah’s fit body. I tried to wait as long as possible to get a view of Nat in her unfastened bathing suit. While she made no attempt to re-fasten the clasp, she kept her hand across her chest, holding the suit up. I looked at Natalie and noticed she was flushed. She smiled at me sheepishly.



As I faced Sarah, I noticed she was leaning forward, reaching to the foot of the bench we were sitting on. Her bathing suit slid down slightly, and I admired the crack of her backside. As she sat up again, she held a bottle of coconut oil.



“Look what I found. Feel free to use it on me.”



She handed me the bottle and was quick to untie the neck of her bikini, as Nat had done. Her jealousy was obvious, and I had no intention of letting her down. I poured some oil into my hand and passed it back to Natalie. After rubbing my hands together, I placed them on Sarah’s back and began distributing the oil on her soft skin. She began to relax as my hands did their work, while Nat began coating my back and shoulders with the oil. The smell was tantalising, and I was enjoying myself so much I hardly noticed that Nat had stopped massaging me. I started to turn my head to see what she was doing, but she placed her fingers on my cheek and faced it forward again. As she did this she leaned so close to me I could feel her breath on my ear.



“Don’t look, just feel,” she whispered softly.



I felt Nat place her hands gently on my shoulders, but did not move them. Next, I felt warm flesh against my shoulder blades, expanding slowly outwards. She was pressing her bare, oiled breasts against my back. I could feel her nipples become erect against my skin as she breathed heavily in my ear.



She slid her tits down, then back up, resting the heavy mounds on my shoulders and sandwiching my neck between them. Before I could turn my head to the side, she had slid them back down and was moving her hands down my sides. I shivered involuntarily and gripped Sarah around the waist just below her bikini string. Sarah moaned softly, losing herself in the sensation, arching her back.



I decided it was time to make things interesting. I moved my fingertips towards the centre of her back where her bikini made a bow. Holding both ends, I pulled slowly until the bow popped loose. Sarah had her hands on her thighs and her head tilted backwards—she made no reaction. I lowered my hands, still holding the strings, until I saw her bikini top fall loosely onto her lap. She curled her shoulders inward quickly, but just as quick I put my hands on them and resumed massaging, assuring her that I was not after her breasts… yet. She relaxed and allowed me to continue, still unaware that Natalie was rubbing her tits on me.



My cock was throbbing fit to burst, and was causing my swim trunks to tent dramatically. After a few minutes, I decided to test the waters. I moved my palms to Sarah’s sides and let my fingertips brush the sides of her breasts. Suddenly, Nat pressed into me, grabbed my hands roughly, and placed them directly on top of Sarah’s boobs, forcing me to squeeze them firmly. Sarah was as surprised as I was, and let out an alarmed cry. She pushed our hands away and spun around, now cupping her tits with her own hands.



“What the fuck are you doing?!” she yelled, brought abruptly out of her stupor to confront us with an angry brow.



“Sarah, I’m sorry, Nat grabbed my hands—”



“You took off her top, I was just moving things along.” Nat interrupted. I could say nothing in reply; I simply sat and looked stunned.



“Besides, you can already tell how much you’re enjoying this.” Nat’s comment was directed at me.



Sarah could not see that Nat was half-naked behind me, but her eyes did drift downward. My cock stood at full attention under my trunks.



“I’m sorry Sarah, I did get excited. But Nat also had something to do with it.”



I stood up to reveal Nat, who quickly crossed her arms over her chest. Her suit had been pulled down to her waist and her cleavage glistened with coconut oil.



“I don’t know what you’re being so shy about, Nat. You were rubbing those beautiful breasts all over my back.” I blurted, blushing as my tenting trunks were made even more obvious.



Sarah still said nothing, but continued to stare at my crotch.



“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cross the line. I’ll just go back up to the cabin.” I began to cover myself with my hands when I heard Sarah speak.



“No. You’re not going anywhere. You’ve got us topless. Now we want to see you. Take off your shorts,” she was looking directly into my eyes, her expression dead-serious.



I looked at Nat who grinned devilishly at me, then looked down to my groin.



“No sense being shy about it,” I said as I pulled my shorts down by the waistband.



As it passed the tip of my dick, it sprang up and was still wagging up and down when I straightened up, placing my hands on my hips.



“There you go. What do you think?”



Both Sarah and Nat were enraptured. They stared for a full five seconds, their mouths open in shock.



“Fuck that’s big.” Nat was first to break the silence.



“Very nice,” Sarah managed to say, quietly, her eyes as big as saucers.



“Well, screw modesty. I would like nothing more than to fuck you both right here, right now. I understand, however, that being married you may not want to do that. But at the very least I would love to see you both naked. You can even watch me jerk off if you want.” I gripped my cock demonstratively.



“In any case, I’m horny as hell and I’ve fantasised about you two so much—individually and together. You’re both so hot and I’ve wanted you for so long. I’d love to do some crazy things to you tonight, you just say the word.”



I felt silly, vulnerable. I’d just offered to jerk off in front of my two married co-workers, and they hadn’t even showed me their tits yet! The silence was unbearable, and it felt like an eternity before anything happened.



“I love my husband with all my heart,” said Nat. “But look at that magnificent cock!” I smiled at her, then looked over at Sarah.



“I think you know how I feel about you,” she said to me. “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I met you, husband or no husband. There is no way I’m wasting this opportunity.”



She was the first to move. She stood up, her arms moving to her sides. Her breasts were shaped perfectly, with small, dark areolas around her rock-hard nipples. She had a nipple ring on the left one which glinted in the warm orange light. She stepped forward, putting one hand around my shaft and the other behind my head, pulling me to her mouth. She pushed my dick down and put it between her legs as she reached back and gripped my ass and pressed her titties against my chest. I reached down and roughly pulled her bikini bottoms down over her toned buttocks, and took a cheek in each hand, pulling her against my cock. She moaned and rocked her hips forward even more, pressing into my pelvic bone.



All of a sudden, she moved quickly backwards. I saw that Natalie had pulled her by the waist away from me. Sarah spun towards her and the girls exchanged a fiery gaze between them, halfway between anger and lust. Nat’s hands were at her sides now, her fists balled. I looked down and basked in the glory of her bust. Her melons were full, round, plump, bulbous, buxom. They were perfectly spaced high on her chest, and hung ever so slightly. Her large areolas were a soft brown surrounded by pea-sized perky nipples. They shone with oil, and heaved with her every breath. I was hypnotized.



Nat broke the spell.



“You like them?” she asked, cupping them with her hands and pushing them together.



“They are fantastic.” I uttered, moving towards her. My right hand gripped her left breast as my left arm circled her waist and pulled her towards me. I squeezed her tit gently as my tongue probed her mouth. I felt her hand on my balls, rolling them in her palm. My cock twitched. Our mouths finally parted and I looked down upon her mountainous bosom. I kissed and licked my way down her neck until my tongue was directly between her jugs. I squished them against my face and licked vigorously, shaking my head from side to side. Next I took an overflowing mound of tit in each hand and pushed them together. I alternated between the stiff nipples, licking, sucking, and gently biting them until I heard Nat start to moan. Her hands found their way to my head, pushing it into her cleavage.



My hands left her breasts and travelled down her sides, slick with oil. I found the sides of her bathing suit, gripped it on either side and yanked ferociously downwards. Nat gave a little yelp of surprise and jumped. Her titties bounced as her hands flew down to cover her womanhood. I pushed her backwards and she plopped down on the bench, her arms moving back to catch herself. I was treated once again to a terrific bounce of her breasts.



Gripping her knees, I spread her legs apart and was pleasantly surprised to see a freshly shaven pussy. Her cunt lips were parted slightly to reveal a moist slit of soft pink flesh. My mouth was watering in anticipation, and I was on the verge of diving my face into her smooth mound when I heard a moan come from beside me.



In my frenzied, lustful stripping of Nat I had almost forgotten about Sarah. I looked to my right and saw her facing us, the fingers of her right hand disappearing behind the green fabric triangle of her bikini between her legs, her left hand pinching her right nipple. She was rubbing her clit rapidly, enjoying the show Nat and I had put on.



“Keep going,” she urged, “Eat her pussy. I want to watch.”



“Not just yet, Sarah. I want to taste you first.”



“What?!” exclaimed Natalie angrily. “No! I’m ready for you. Lick my clit!”



She put her fingers on her pussy lips and spread them apart, exposing the hard bud of her swollen clitoris. She was soaking wet, and her eyes pleaded with me to pleasure her, but I had other plans. I wanted to drive them both crazy with desire, and I knew just how to do it.



“Natalie, I want you to play with yourself while I get Sarah’s fingers out of her pussy and my tongue into it. But don’t worry, I’ll get to you soon.”



I winked at Nat, kissed the inside of her thigh, then knelt in front of Sarah, inches from her sweet-smelling sex. I looked up at her and slowly withdrew her hand from her bikini. Her fingers were coated in her juices, so I put them in my mouth and sucked on them, enjoying her taste. Next I took the top of her bikini bottoms in my teeth and pulled it down slowly. It came off quite easily since I had already yanked it down over her ass. I lingered at her pussy, the thin strip of dark brown pubic hair tickling my nose. I pulled further, until her bikini bottoms were at her knees, then let them fall to the bench on which she was standing.



“Put your leg up on this bench so Nat can see,” I said to Sarah.

She placed her foot on the top bench, right beside Nat’s knee and looked down at me. I looked up at her spread pussy lips, my mouth watering. Sarah was soaking wet from her fingering, and her juices had begun to drip down the top of her inner thigh. I lapped them up eagerly, then spread her lips further with my thumbs. Her ripe clit was fully exposed, the hood pulled back. I flicked my tongue over it a few times, and felt Sarah jolt from the intense sensitivity. I continued to tongue her clit with my head turned slightly so Natalie would have an unobstructed view.



In my peripheral vision I could make out Nat’s spread legs and her hand moving rapidly between them. She was breathing heavily. I stopped tickling Sarah’s clit and flattened my tongue, then placed the tip at the bottom of her vagina, where the lips joined. I applied pressure, and licked slowly upwards, tasting her sex, until I was directly over her clit again. At that point I brought my lips inwards and sucked her swollen bean into my mouth. I suckled it greedily and looked up at Sarah. Her stomach was sucked in and she had placed a hand, fingers spread, on her abdomen. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her mouth was open in an ‘o’ shape. As I continued to suck, she put her other hand on the back of my head and moaned loudly.



“Ooooooooooooh yeeeeaaaahhh! Suck my little clit.”



I then brought my right hand down, extended my middle finger, and probed her fuck hole. It slid in easily thanks to my saliva and her lubrication, and I finger fucked her slowly while I released my hold on her clit and began tonguing it again. Next, I moved my left hand up and stroked her clit with my thumb. With my right hand I spread her pussy lips far apart, then flicked my tongue around her opening.



“Put it in, fuck me with your tongue!” she urged.



I obliged, driving my tongue as far as it would reach inside her velvety warmth and swirling it around. This drove her crazy, and she emitted a low, desperate moan as she shoved my head into her pussy. My face was now mashed into her sex and my thumb worked her clit madly. I felt her legs begin to tremble as she approached climax. As her breathing quickened and her hips began to thrust, I pulled away with difficulty, moving her hand from the back of my head.



“Don’t stop, you asshole, I was about to cum on your face!” she cried.



I stood up quickly and pulled her against me, feeling the sweat on her body and seeing the tangle of wet hair stuck to her face. I put my arm around her waist, picked her up, and plopped her down beside Nat on the bench. Her face had a mixture of shock and frustration.



“Now you have to watch me taste Natalie,” I said.



Nat’s face brightened, and she spread her legs obligingly in anticipation. Sarah was still stunned by the sudden change of plans, and could only stare incredulously. I wasted no time with Nat. She had been fingering herself while I ate Sarah’s pussy, so she needed no warming up. I tongued her clit as fast and hard as I could, and inserted two fingers into her wet cunt, curling them up slightly to feel the rough patch of skin inside her: her g-spot. Like Sarah, she placed a hand on the back of my head and forced it towards her soaking mound while the pace of my finger-fuck quickened. I let my mouth envelop her clitoris and moved my head to assist in the tongue-lashing I was giving her.



“Oh yes, that’s it! More! More!” she cried.



Without removing my fingers from inside Nat, I stood up and looked at Sarah. She had resumed rubbing her clit with her fingers, and was leaning on her left arm to get a better look at Nat’s moist reclining form. Her tits were pressed together, the longer strands of her hair sticking together in her cleavage. I reached for her knee and pulled it outwards, then traced my fingers down her thigh to her pussy lips. I inserted my middle finger as I had done before, but had slight difficulty fitting my ring finger in with it. Sarah moaned and her fingers quickened.



I stood between the girls, finger-fucking them both at once as they lay back with their eyes closed and mouths open, breathing hard, sweating. I sped up my pace to a furious speed as the girls moaned louder, clutching at their hair, their breasts, their thighs, their legs in the air, accepting the thrusting of my digits.



“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m cumming!” screamed Sarah.



“Me too! Aaaaaaaaaah, ooooooouuuiiiiiii!!!” Nat followed.



I watched delightedly as Sarah and Nat convulsed, their tits jiggling, their backs arched. I felt their pussies tighten on my fingers and their juices flow. I was in heaven.



I slid my fingers out of their pussies and tasted their juices. My cock was rock hard and pulsing with anticipation as I looked at Nat and Sarah, just recovering from their powerful orgasms. They leaned back against the sauna wall, their legs no longer raised, but still slightly spread. Sarah caressed her peach breasts with her arms and purred softly, while Nat pulled her hair back from her face, her perfect tits pulled deliciously upwards making them perky and round. Beads of sweat covered their bodies and I watched several drops roll sensuously from Nat’s throat, over the inside of the swell of her breasts, and down her soft stomach.



She stood up and put her arms around my neck. The tip of my erect penis touched her stomach. It twitched violently, involuntarily. I shuddered as it came to rest against her again. She licked her lips and looked me straight in the eye. I looked down and saw that her erect nipples were nearly touching my skin. I ached to feel them against me.



“You really love my breasts, don’t you?”



With difficulty, I looked away from her gorgeous jugs and into her eyes. She was grinning devilishly. “I could suck on them all day and that still wouldn’t be enough. They’re absolutely perfect,” I said. I slid my hands up her sides.



“Stop,” she said. “I’m going to tease you like you teased me. Don’t touch my tits until I say you can.”



“I don’t care, Nat. I’ll jerk off right now and cum straight away if I can just look at them.”



This time my hand moved down towards my cock. It stopped as I felt a hand squeeze tightly around my wrist. It was Sarah.



“You’re not jerking anything.”



She stood up and lifted Natalie’s arm from my shoulder, placing it around hers. She nudged Nat with her hip my dick slipping off her tummy, leaving behind a tiny trail of pre-cum. Now it bobbed between the three of us, still pointing slightly upwards. I put my arms around the girls’ shoulders and pulled us tightly together. Sarah right tit, and Nat’s left tit were pressed together, their other tits against my sides.



The girls were looking down at my thick member. I put my hand on the back of Sarah’s head and forced her mouth onto mine. Our mouths opened instantly and our tongues danced, playing with each other. I broke off and turned to Nat, who was already leaning in to receive me. I licked her lips first, then sucked on them, nibbling gently. I could feel Sarah’s breath on my neck, then her tongue. She licked her way up to my cheek, and I move my head backwards, pushing on Nat and Sarah’s heads. They resisted, and looked at me angrily.



“Come on girls. You’re not curious? It would be so hot to see you make out.”



“I’ve never been with a girl before,” said Sarah timidly.



“Neither have I,” said Nat, “but it would be pretty hot. You looked so sexy when he was licking your pussy.”



Sarah bit her lip and looked at me, then Nat. I stepped back as Nat took Sarah’s hands and put them on her breasts. Sarah looked surprised, but also mesmerised. She stared at her hands, and began fondling Nat’s bust. Nat then pulled her by the neck towards her and their lips met. Reluctant at first, Sarah quickly relaxed and opened her mouth willingly. Their tongues flicked against each other as Sarah pressed her body against Nat’s, still gripping her boobs. Nat moved her arms down Sarah’s back and found her ass. Grabbing it tightly, she pulled Sarah’s crotch into her upper thigh and ground it roughly.



“Ooooh!” Sarah was getting excited again.



“Sarah, Nat… sorry to interrupt, but my balls are going to explode if I don’t do something soon. Can I watch you make out and jerk off to it?”



“Oh, sorry, I was getting carried away. You’re right, Nat is fantastic,” she gently pinched Nat’s hard nipples. “But I want that big dick in my mouth. Nat, I’m sure you can lend a hand… or a mouth.”



“I’d be more than happy to help,” she replied.



She girls parted, and picked up their towels, folding them and laying them on the bench where I stood. Sarah knelt and gripped my cock at the base of the shaft. Her eyes widened as she placed her other hand above her first, gripping the middle of the shaft. She opened her mouth in surprise as she stared at the two inches of my penis that extended beyond her second fist. Her fingers barely touched around the girth of my pulsing rod.



“Holy shit. I can’t believe how big you are,” she began stroking her fists over my dick head and down again.



I sighed, loving the sensation of her tight grip. Meanwhile, Natalie had crouched beside Sarah and was watching intently at Sarah’s stroking.



“That is a huge dick. I don’t even know if it will fit in my mouth.” Nat remarked.



“Oh, it’ll fit. Let me show you,” said Sarah.



She continued to grip the base of my shaft, but released her second hand. She moved her head towards me, and licked the exposed length of my penis. Her tongue lingered at the tip, flicking back and forth over the underside of the head. I felt my cock twitch and swell.



“I can feel you getting even harder. Oh, I am so turned on right now,” she wasted no time in popping my dick head in her mouth and sucking avidly.



I moaned and Nat looked up at me. I looked down on her, admiring the massive swell of her tits visible on either side of her chin. I noticed she had put one hand on my thigh, while the other disappeared between her legs.



“Oh yes. I love watching you play with yourself, Nat. Feel free to lick my balls.”



Nat giggled, and extender her tongue. I felt it stroke against my tight scrotum before her lips joined in and she suckled my left nut. Sarah began stroking my shaft as her head bobbed, taking more of my penis into her mouth.



“Girls, this is amazing! I could cum any minute.” I said.



There was an audible wet ‘pop’ as my head was released by Sarah’s expert lips. She spread her saliva over the entire length of my cock with quick strokes of her hand.



“You haven’t seen what I can really do. You’re really massive, but I’ll give it a try,” she said.



“Try what?” I asked.



She looked up at me and chuckled softly. She reached over to Natalie and took her chin, pulling her away from the tonguing she was giving my balls.



“I think you might want to watch, Nat,” she said.



Placing the head of my penis on her tongue, she moved her hands to my hips. Ever so slowly, she moved her mouth down on my cock. I watched in amazement as inch after inch disappeared between her soft lips. I felt my cock touch the back of her throat and tighten convulsively. Sarah’s brow furrowed, and she paused, but only momentarily. After suppressing her gag reflex, she continued to take my cock down her throat. I was in ecstasy as I watched the last inch of my cock vanish into Sarah’s mouth. Her lips were touching the base of my cock and my balls were resting on her chin. I gasped as she held her pose and looked up at me through watery eyes.



“Oh… my… god..,” said Nat.



Her eyes were as wide as saucers and her jaw was dropped. Slowly, and with a slurping sound, Sarah withdrew my cock from her throat until it was fully unveiled again. Strings of spit hung between the tip and her still-open mouth. She coughed a couple times then regained her composure.



“Well, that’s definitely the biggest thing I’ve deep-throated. But I did it. How did you like it?”



“Please, Sarah, do that again. I want to fuck your throat,” I begged.



Her mouth opened wide and she slid my organ down her throat again, right to the base. This time, she pulled it out half way, taking a quick breath through her nose, then deep-throated me again. She repeated this motion rhythmically, and soon I found my hips moving forward in a thrusting motion each time her head bobbed down my shaft. I moaned loudly as she continued. Nat was rubbing her pussy and staring in amazement at the professional blow job I was receiving.



“Come on Sarah, I want to try!” she said.



Sarah slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth and slurped up the strings of saliva that were left over.



“He’s all yours,” she passed my cock to Nat.



Natalie eagerly gripped my dick and began sucking on the head. Soon she was bobbing her head in time with the strokes of her hand.



“Try to take it all, Nat,” said Sarah.



“I don’t know. I think it’s too big. I’ve never deep-throated before,” Nat said warily.



“Just relax your jaw and when his dick hits the back of your throat, repress you gag reflex, then push further.” Sarah’s tone was reassuring.



After a nervous glance at Sarah, then me, Nat opened her mouth and took me in. She got nearly half way before coughing and she spat it out. After blinking rapidly and recovering her composure, she tried again. This time she made it further. She reached a point at which I thought she would stop, and I felt her throat muscles squeezing my dick head tightly. Suddenly, Sarah grabbed the back of Nat’s head and pushed it into me. Nat’s eyes widened and I could feel her throat convulsing, but she did not resist. Her lips were almost touching the base of my penis and I was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of her spasming throat.



Then, to my astonishment, I felt her tongue slide underneath my shaft and gently prod my balls.



“Oh yeah, Nat! Now you’ve got it!” I exclaimed.



Sarah, her hand still on Nat’s head, pulled her backwards as gobs of spit dripped from my gleaming cock onto Natalie’s tits. Sarah then forced Nat’s mouth onto her own, and they twirled their tongues excitedly. As they kissed, Nat guided my cock with her hand to their mouths and I pushed forward, separating their lips with my wet dick, and placed my hands on the backs of their heads. Now I guided my penis between them in slow, even strokes, letting them kiss at the end of each stroke when I was farthest away.



“Jesus, you girls are going to make me blow my load,” I said.



At this, Sarah gripped my cock and quickly deep-throated me until her nose was pressed into my abdomen, then withdrew and passed my dick to Nat, who took me almost all the way. The girls were taking turns sucking me and I felt my orgasm building.



“Oh my god, you’re getting even bigger!” Nat noticed.



“I want to swallow all your cum,” said Sarah.



She sucked ferociously, dismissing Nat’s efforts to get my dick back with a bat of her hand.



“Aaaahhh, here is comes.”



I felt my balls twitch as Nat gently squeezed them.



My cock was buried in Sarah’s throat as the first shot of semen traveled the length of me and erupted into her esophagus. Sarah’s throat swallowed reflexively as she pulled back slightly.



The next load was as big as the first and Sarah caught it in her mouth, her eyes locked with mine.



Nat had let go of my balls and put the tips of her fingers against the lower lip of her open mouth. She was kneeling like Sarah now, her other hand absentmindedly rubbing her nipple. Pulling my cock from Sarah’s willing mouth, I turned towards Natalie, pointing my cock straight at her. I couple quick strokes of my shaft produced a cum bullet that struck Nat just above her left eye. It ricocheted off her eyebrow with a spray, and Nat jumped in alarm, inhaling sharply.



My second shot went directly into her open mouth, which produced a short cry of surprise, followed by her spitting the semen out over her chin. I felt another wave of pleasure as a stream of cum flew from my cock, arched gracefully through the air, and landed on top of Nat’s head, the white trail extending onto her forehead.



By this point Sarah had swallowed her load, and was now giggling at Nat’s bombardment.



“Holy shit, you’re cumming so much!” said Sarah, her eyes wide.



Nat recovered quickly and cupped her boobs and pushed them together, making a perfect, soft, bulging landing pad for my sticky wad. Nat looked up at me expectantly as I aimed my cock downwards.



A second later a weaker stream of cum spilled from me and poured onto her heaving chest. It oozed down between her cleavage and ran between her tits, disappearing between them. My orgasm finally abated and I sighed heavily. Sarah was now looking at Nat’s cum-glazed tits lustfully.



“I want to taste it again,” she said.



She leaned over to Nat and licked a thick glob of cum from her chin. Nat responded instantly and locked lips with Sarah. After making out for a few seconds, Nat took Sarah’s head between her hands, sat up, and let my cum dribble out of her mouth and into Sarah’s. They shared my cum between them a few times while I stood with my hands on my hips, the last drips of cum falling from the tip of my cock, looking down at the girls.



They were soaked in semen, sweat, and saliva. Nat was presently drooling cum onto Sarah’s pert breasts, lingering to twirl her tongue around her dark nipples. Sarah soon pushed Nat off her and buried her head in Nat’s bosom, slurping the cum from between them.



“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I said.



“You have quite the cum factory in those balls of yours,” Nat said as Sarah sucked her tits clean.



She lifted her head, her face framed in cum drops.



“I love swallowing cum. That’s my protein for the next week!” she laughed.



I offered my hands and the girls took them and stood up. I ran my fingers over their breasts, collecting a few drops which they proceeded to suck off.



“Let’s take a dip in the lake, shall we?” I suggested.



The girls reached to pick up their bathing suits.



“Ah-ah-ah, no clothes allowed,” I said, grinning.



I turned and strode out into the cool night air. After being in the sauna, stepping outside was quite cold at first, but I made no effort to cover up. I turned around and waited for the girls.



“Don’t worry, the coast is clear,” I reassured them.



The door opened and the girls stepped out, instantly crossing their arms over their chests as the cold hit them.



“Brrrrr! It’s freezing!” said Sarah, trembling.



“Quick, let’s jump in.” Nat was off towards the end of the dock, holding her tits to stop them from bouncing.



I followed, my cock rebounding violently off my thighs. I jumped in next to Nat’s splash and felt the cold water on my sweaty body. After surfacing, I turned around to see Sarah in mid-air, her breasts high on her chest as she fell into the lake. I swam to the shallow area beside the dock and was joined by Nat and Sarah.



They were busy washing my semen from their bodies. I watched, enthralled, as they splashed water on their stomachs, breasts, and faces. They dipped their heads in the lake and then tossed them backwards, running their hands through their hair as the lake water glistened on their bodies in the light from the tikki torches. Their nipples were hard and erect in the open air and I began to feel the blood filling my penis. I approached them and put my hands behind their waist, gripping a butt cheek in each hand and pulled them towards me. I kissed Nat first, then Sarah. Then Sarah and Nat kissed in front of me.



I broke the silence.



“You two are so beautiful. Your bodies are fit and curved in all the right places. Sarah, your ass is so firm and tight, and Nat, I have never seen breasts as full and round and soft as yours. I just want to touch you and kiss you all night long.”



“Who said we were going to stop?” said Sarah. “You haven’t even fucked us yet. You think we’re going to let you off without even penetrating us with your thick cock?”

“Damn right! I want you inside me while I taste Sarah’s pussy. I’ve never been with a girl before, but it’s such a turn-on,” said Natalie.



“Wow, you girls are wild. I never thought you’d be so naughty. I mean, I’ve dreamed about this moment, but never in a million years did I think it would come true; especially with you both being married… Sorry, didn’t mean to bring that up.”



“Listen, Frank’s cock is three inches, ok? I didn’t marry him for his sexual prowess,” Sarah said as she put her hand on my neck and slid it over my chest.



“Then how did you get so good at deep throating?” I asked.



“I did have other boyfriends, you know. And my dildo collection is extensive, as you might guess. I’ve just always wanted to have a huge cock down my throat. It gets me really wet.”



“You seemed to like drinking cum too,” observed Natalie.



“Yeah, I’ve always liked the taste of cum, and feeling guys’ hot loads on my body. Tell me it didn’t get you off when he came on you,” she replied.



“I was pretty shocked at first, but after getting my tits soaked I started to like it. Your cum does taste really good. And as for my husband, he’s not bad in bed, but he certainly doesn’t have a dick like yours. I’ve also caught you looking at my breasts at work, so I know you wanted to fuck me. I bent over in front of you on purpose you know. Now, speaking of fucking…”



Nat reached into the water and found my erect penis, stroking it gently.



The three of us walked out of the lake and grabbed some extra towels off the dock. We went back inside the sauna and I stoked the woodstove a bit to get the heat going again. After pouring some water on the hot rocks, I turned around to see Sarah and Nat kissing on the top bench. Their hands were rubbing each other’s pussies slowly and before long they were both moaning softly. I stood up on the lower bench and stroked my cock a couple times before loudly clearing my throat. The girls looked at me with half-open eyes and smiled playfully.



“So… who wants to go first?” I asked.



“Nat, lean back a bit. I’ll get him ready for you,” said Sarah.



She gently pushed Nat backwards until she was leaning against the cabin wall with her butt on the very edge of the bench, legs spread. Sarah climbed down and sat on the lower bench between my feet.



She took my member and guided it into her waiting mouth. I reached forward and put two fingers in Nat’s soft hole, feeling the warmth and wetness.



This did not continue for long before Nat pulled her legs up and said,



“Please, I can’t wait any longer. Put your cock inside me!”



Sarah pulled my dick from her throat, leaned back, and looked up. My glistening prick was standing at attention inches from Natalie’s dripping pink sex. I leaned forward and put the head against her parted pussy lips.



“Oooooooh,” she moaned. I pushed gently, enjoying the pressure from her sex. I pushed more and watched the head vanish into her softness. Both her and I were well lubricated, which allowed me to slide fully half my member into Nat with ease. I pulled it out nearly all the way and repeated. Nat opened her eyes and looked down as I entered her.



“Oh my god, you’re only half in!” she exclaimed.



“Do you want more of me inside you?” I asked.



“I want you all the way in,” she whispered sensuously.



I pushed harder and felt Nat’s muscles tighten around my length. We both watched as my cock disappeared up to the hilt between her smoothly shaven pussy lips.



“Aaaaah! Yes! That’s it!” said Nat.



Her hand was on her abdomen, as if to feel my penis inside her through the skin. Suddenly, I felt a tongue on my balls. Sarah was licking me from below.



“Ooooh yeah!” I said. I felt my cock swell, as did Nat—she smiled and her eyes rolled back. I pulled out again and saw Sarah’s upturned face below my cock. She licked the shaft as it came out of Nat.



“Nat, you taste amazing,” she said.



I bent my knees and gave Sarah another taste by sticking my prick down her throat. She gobbled it enthusiastically, savouring Nat’s pussy juices.



“Put it back in! I need you to fuck me!” Nat begged.



I put the head right at her entrance and thrust hard.



“Ah! Fuck…” shouted Nat.



I was balls-deep again, and had watched her tits bounce with the force of my thrust. My balls had struck Sarah’s forehead.



“You might want to get out from under there, Sarah,” I said.



She crawled between my legs and sat on Nat’s right side, her hands on her thighs. She leaned over Nat to get a good view of my dick in Nat’s pussy. I pulled out again and began a slow rhythm of thrusts, not quite entering her all the way.



Settling into some steady fucking, I looked at Nat and Sarah. Nat was up on her elbows gazing at her pussy at it was stuffed by my thick cock. She breathed through her mouth in time with my thrusts, occasionally moaning.



Sarah was leaning in, mesmerised by my slick shaft as it vanished between Nat’s soft pink labia. The three of us were nearly hypnotized by the spectacle. A drop of perspiration fell from my nose and splashed onto Nat’s smooth abdomen.



This seemed to break the spell, as Sarah leaned down and licked it up. She remained with her cheek against Nat’s stomach and slowly licked her way downward across Nat’s shorn pubis, until her tongue gently played with the exposed clit.



“Aaaaaaahn! Aaaaaah! Ooooooh, ooooh, ooooh! Haaah, haaah!” Nat’s cries became louder and more emphatic as Sarah continued to stimulate her with her lips and tongue.



She tossed her head back and grabbed overflowing handfuls of her bosom. I put my left hand on the back of Sarah’s head and took a fistful of her wet brown hair. I gently pulled her head back and withdrew my cock from Nat’s cunt. With my right hand I gripped my shaft and slapped the head rapidly against Nat’s clitoris.



“Ooooooouuuuu, I like it!” she cried.



Next, I pulled Sarah’s head towards my dick. Sarah understood, and opened her mouth to receive me. I thrust my cock down her throat, making sure that my balls slapped against Nat’s soaking wet pussy. I withdrew with a new coating of Sarah’s saliva on my rod, and slapped Nat’s clit a few more times, before plunging my member back into Nat’s waiting mound.



“Oh!” cried Sarah suddenly.



I looked up and noticed that Nat had reached underneath Sarah with her right hand and was presumably playing with her pussy as I continued fucking. Sarah licked Nat’s clit a few more times before deciding to change things around.



“Nat, your fingers are good, but I want to see what your mouth can do,” she said.



She deftly stepped over Nat’s reclined body, straddling it, and looked between her legs. She then shifted herself backwards until her cunt was directly above Nat’s face. Sarah was still leaning on her hands, so I could not see what Nat was doing, but Sarah’s reaction was instantaneous.



“Oh my god! You’re sucking my clit so hard. Oooooh I love it!” Sarah gasped.



“Kiss me while she sucks you,” I said.



My hand was still holding her hair at the back and she looked at me lustfully before pushing her lips against mine. I held Nat’s thigh with my right hand for traction while I fucked her as Sarah and I explored each other’s mouths. Sarah used her right hand to hold onto my waist and pull me into Nat with every thrust. Our tongues probed and writhed against one another ferociously as I we found a comfortable rhythm. All three of our bodies moved together: Sarah’s pussy against Nat’s mouth, my thick shaft inside Nat’s pussy, and Sarah’s and my mouths locked together.



After a minute, I broke off from Sarah.



“I’m getting close again. Fuck, you girls are making me crazy.”



“Don’t cum yet. It’s my turn to be fucked next and I don’t want to wait,” said Sarah.



“Ok, then help me make Nat cum,” I replied.



Sarah sat up and slid her hand from my hip, down my thigh, and up Nat’s leg to her pussy. Using her index and middle fingers, she began rubbing quick, small circles on Nat’s swollen clit. Instantly, I felt Nat’s vaginal muscles contract on my member and she began moaning even louder.



“Ooooh yeeeeaaah, mmmmmmpf!” her moans of ecstasy were muffled by Sarah as she forced her wet cunt onto Nat’s open mouth.



“God damn, I’m going to blow my load,” I said between breaths.



“Mmmmm… uuuuuhhh, aaah, (gasp) yes! Cum inside me!” Nat shouted as she forced her head to the side, leaving a wet trail of Sarah’s pussy juice across her cheek.



“Don’t you dare! Don’t even think about cumming until you’ve fucked my cunt!” shouted Sarah in response.



I knew I would not be able to contain my spunk if I kept my cock inside Nat’s queezing honeypot, so I pulled it free of her labial grasp, grabbed Sarah’s wrist and pulled her hand away as I smacked my dick head against Nat’s erect clit as rapidly as I could.



“Aaaaah! Aaaaaah! Oooooooooh ouuuuuuuoooooouiiiiii!” Nat was screaming as she came hard.



Sarah stepped off her and watched enraptured as Nat squeezed her big tits tightly, the soft flesh bulging out between her fingers. Her head was back and her legs spread, sticking up in the air, toes curled.



I continued to smack my cock against her so quickly that it became a pink blur. Seconds later I noticed a fine spray was flying off my swinging member and the smacking sound it made as it collided with Nat’s quivering pussy became louder… and wetter.



“Uuuuuuuhhhhh, hnnnnnnaaaaaah!” Nat’s guttural moans continued as I realised that she was having a squirting orgasm.



She began convulsing uncontrollably, her tits bouncing and jiggling, her fingers grasping at her thighs and stomach, her eyes rolling. I stopped smacking my cock on her and watched the last few small squirts of clear liquid spurt from her wet lips.



“Oh my god! You made her squirt! Look at her, she doesn’t even know where she is. Oh please, please do that to me!” Sarah looked at me pleadingly.



“Holy shit… yeah, I’ll give it a try,” I said, watching Nat writhe, gasping.



I reached my hand to my mouth and licked Nat’s juices off.



“I think there’s some for you to try down here.” I wagged my dick back and forth suggestively.



“Sure, gladly!” Sarah nearly lept at me and slid her hands down my chest and stomach as she took her position on her knees.



She put my dick in her mouth and licked the head in circular motions. Before I knew it, her lips were touching my pubic hair and her tongue was prodding my balls.



“Aaah! Jesus! Careful Sarah, or you’ll make me cum to soon. I barely made it fucking Nat.”



She pulled her head back and sucked the spit and pussy juice off my length.



“You’re right. Sorry, I got carried away. Now get your ass on the bench. I want to ride your fat cock.”



Sarah stood—nearly jumping—in front of me. Her taught body glistened with sweat. I admired her tight stomach, toned legs, and firm breasts. I cupped them gently and pulled at her nipples. She giggled and bounced my penis off her palm a few times.



I sat on the top bench and looked at Nat, prostrate next to me, her legs dangling over the edge. She had regained some composure and was looking at me with her eyes half-closed. One arm was lying lazily across her breasts, and the other was moving up and down her stomach, playing with the pussy juice pooled there. She tasted it absent-mindedly.



“Wow. I have never had an orgasm like that. You two are incredible,” she sat up and put her back against the side of the cabin, facing me. She opened her legs and smiled.



“I’m just going to watch you two for a bit while I recover. I’m sure you’ll get me hot again in no time. Sarah, get ready for a magnificent fucking.”



I laid down on my back on the bench, my head pointing towards Nat. Sarah stood on the lower bench and pumped my cock a few times before straddling me and crouching on her haunches. She held my shaft and pointed it towards her pussy, hesitating.



“What are you waiting for?” asked Nat.



“I’m… I’m pretty tight. I don’t know if it will go in easily,” she said.



I looked up at her, seeing her anxious expression.



“Here,” I said, finding the coconut oil and squeezing some into my hand.



I rubbed it liberally onto my prick, then placed my hands on Sarah’s thighs, pushing down gently. My dick head made contact with Sarah’s outer pussy lips and they parted easily, lubed by the oil. However, her hole was less willing. My cock met with strong resistance at Sarah’s tight opening, and I felt it bend under the pressure. I tried pushing upwards but my dick still would not penetrate her cunt. Sarah let out a short yelp.



“Sarah, honey,” said Nat, “just relax. Breathe deeply, loosen those pussy muscles, and let his cock slide in.”



Sarah nodded to Nat and looked at me.



“It’s ok Sarah, I know you can take me inside you.”



I reached up and rubbed the oil on my hands over her firm tits. They glistened and shone in the light, and I gently tweaked her nipples and grinned. Sarah smiled back and looked down at her sex. She drew a deep breath, closed her eyes, tilted her head upwards and pushed down onto my cock while slowly exhaling.



At first I thought my dick was going to buckle under the pressure, but suddenly, with the help of the oil, it popped past the tight ring of Sarah’s opening. Her eyes flew open and she gasped. I gasped as well, since now my dick head felt like it was in a vice. It felt incredible.



“Ooooh yeah! Jesus Sarah, your pussy is so tight! I feel like cumming inside you right now.”



“No, not yet! I need to get you all the way inside me.”



Again I felt the pressure, and I watched as another inch of my shaft slid slowly into Sarah’s mound. I closed my eyes tight and tried to think of something unpleasant so I wouldn’t cum, but all I could see was glimpses of Sarah and Nat’s bodies covered in oil and water.



I looked at Sarah again. She was biting her bottom lip and concentrating on our genitals. Another inch went inside, and just before I thought I was going to spurt my man-juice into Sarah, I felt the pressure lessen and saw that she was pulling me out. Sighing deeply, I put my hands on her waist, and when the bottom of my cock head started to appear at her pussy lips, I pushed her downwards—pushing up with my pelvis at the same time. Fully half my length slid inside her with only moderate resistance.



“Let’s try working you in with just the first half of my cock, ok?” I said.



“Ok. I’m not as tight now. It feels wonderful!” Sarah replied.



Soon, we got into a comfortable rhythm. Sarah’s juices were flowing freely now as her tight pussy bobbed up and down on my length.



We fucked for a few minutes, when I heard a wet sound behind me. I tilted my head back and saw Nat (upside down, of course) rubbing her pussy and caressing her breasts. Sarah, her hands on her knees, continued bouncing on my cock and had also noticed Nat’s arousal.



“Come here and sit that wet pussy on his face,” she offered.



I heard movement behind me as Nat’s knees appeared beside my head. She shuffled downwards until she was kneeling directly in front of Sarah. I had a magnificent view of her plump ass as she and Sarah kissed passionately.



Then Nat sat on her haunches as Sarah was doing, and slowly backed her ass towards my face until her neatly shaven pussy appeared just above my mouth. I lifted my head and probed her pink wetness with my tongue. I felt Sarah put her hands flat on my stomach as she leaned in to kiss Nat again. My hands roamed to the tops of Sarah’s thighs and I applied gentle downward pressure when she reached the apex of her thrust. She descended more quickly onto my cock and I arched my hips up slightly to meet her. I heard her gasp and her nails dug into my stomach as another inch of my cock found its way into her opening. Nat sat more heavily on my face and her pussy lips spread over mine. I probed fiercely with my tongue, but was soon short on air.



“Yes, eat my pussy! Take it!” cried Nat.



I shook my head from side to side, catching quick gasps of air as I did so. Nat’s juices covered my lips and cheeks. I nibbled her clit with my teeth and she raised her cunt in response.



“Aaah! Whoa, I’m still really sensitive. Be careful down there,” she said.



“Then let me have some air,” I laughed.



My cock was throbbing at this point, and I wanted to fill Sarah up completely. I could feel her thighs resisting my pulling hands.



“Sarah, take all of my cock. Take it all inside you.”



“Oh, oh, oooh! You’re so deep already, I’m not sure if I can,” she said.



Natalie, got off me, and stood beside Sarah. She took Sarah’s right arm and draped it over her shoulders, resting it on her tit. She put her left hand behind Sarah’s back and placed it on her shoulder, working with Sarah’s up-and-down rhythm. With her right hand, Nat played with Sarah’s bouncing tits, letting her nipples run across the insides of her fingers.



“Oooooh my gooooooood…” Sarah moaned.



Nat looked at me and winked, just as Sarah’s pussy reached the tip of my cock. I saw the rim of my dick head poke out from behind Sarah’s tightly grasping pussy lips. She hovered for a split second, her legs taught, her eyes rolled back, her chest puffed outwards, full of air. The hand on Nat’s right tit had a firm grip, creating divots where her fingertips dug into the soft flesh. Her left hand was in mid-air, palm facing my stomach, about one inch from touching it. The veins on my cock stood out and my shaft was slick with Sarah’s lubrication and the oil.



I knew what Nat was going to do, and I couldn’t wait.



The moment hung in time, suspended, poised. I saw Nat’s fingers on Sarah’s shoulder press in hard, and Sarah began her descent. Her pussy slid magnificently over my cock with the full force of Nat’s downward pull. I watched every inch of me vanish into Sarah’s wet, pink, velvety softness as she hit home, her one free tit careening downward along with the hair around her face.



Her eyes were the size of dinner plates and her mouth opened in a silent “Aaaaaaaah!” Her right hand squeezed Nat’s breast with such force that plump, taught, scarlet flesh ballooned from between her white-knuckled fingers. Nat winced, but was still smiling, and returned the tit-squeeze. Sarah’s left hand flew to her chest and caught her titty on the rebound, clutching it in a vice-like grip. Still propped on the balls of her feet, Sarah’s legs involuntarily snapped shut, slapping together above my stomach.



Her orgasm was immediate and ferocious. Her pussy champed my cock as if a vice had been attached. The only thing that stopped me from blasting her womb with my semen was the mild pain of having my organ squeezed so tightly. Her eyes travelled to the back of her head, as an animal moan escaped her lips.



“Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnngh!”



Her guttural utterance was pure pleasure, as she lost herself completely. Nat and I watched as her body shook, first in a sustained tremor, then in short, intense, spontaneous bursts. Her pussy continued to clench forcefully, as Sarah’s gasping breath returned.



Her hands released their grips and reached in the air aimlessly as her head fell forward. Slowly, and still twitching, she moved her knees down and let her legs rest on the bench. She brought her arm from around Nat’s shoulders, leaned forward, and put her hands on either side of me. I lifted my hands to her face and pushed her hair over her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at me.



“H-holy shit. That was..,” she trailed off.



I ran my hands down her shoulders, over her chest, and cupped her breasts. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair, her eyes closed. I slid my fingers over her firm stomach and tickled the insides of her thighs. She jumped.



“Oooh, god! I’m tingling all over.”



Nat put her hand on Sarah’s cheek and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips met softly, and they gave each other small pecks for a few moments. After parting, Nat looked down to where our genitals met. My cock was firmly planted to the hilt in Sarah’s cunt. Nat used her fingers to spread Sarah’s pussy lips, revealing a red, swollen clit.

Welcome back! To newcomers, these stories attempt to expand upon and detail a cohesive science fiction universe. There is a theme however, involving dick girl sex, lesbians, and scant few male characters. I tend to think these stories are geared to hetero males, lesbians, and bisexuals. (Sorry, hetero ladies, I love ya and that’s why I warned ya.)



Recap: Captain Chester won close to a year’s worth of time with two Avashai, Leifa and Macy, through a streak of winning gambles with an old friend. Since then, they have accompanied him on his ship, the Amphitryon. The ship also carried several girls from Earth.



Nina was a Peurto Rican from the Bronx. She and her fiancee, Renee, met in college as roommates. She unsuspectingly bought an alien symbiont while looking for a strap on dildo in Chinatown. They had been through a lot since then. Now that she was leaving Earth forever, she was preparing to join with the symbiont, and Leifa had suggested a joining ceremony, with Macy and Renee in attendance.




Nina couldn’t wait to have that symbiont attached to her. She lay down on the bed blindfolded like Leifa had instructed. She heard soft ambient music playing, which gave the room a palpably sensuous mood.



Macy and Leifa sat on the edges of the bed, close to Nina. She could envision their curvy feminine figures, their always graceful and deliberate movements. She could sense Renee as well, standing at the foot of the bed. They were all her lovers.



Nina felt lips brushing against her skin, moving over her shoulders and neck. When they reached her lips she kissed back eagerly, and she judged by the sweet taste and temperament the lips belonged to Macy. She felt Macy’s heavy breasts resting on hers, and another set of lips kissing her hips and licking her thighs. Nina’s heart began to speed up, and she spread her thighs wide.



Leifa’s tongue flickered over Nina’s sex, and Nina began to moan.



Nina was absorbing amari, a sensuous narcotic, through the saliva of the two Avashai. Her breathing grew faster and her nipples grew deliciously hard and sensitive. She began to slowly writhe, unable to keep still. Laying on her back, she could feel her heart throbbing in her chest. Her breasts and thighs pushed up against the heavy breasts of the Avashai.



She decided that it was Leifa’s tongue tickling and teasing her labia, because the saliva was making her very hot. She arched her back and pressed her pussy up at Leifa’s mouth.



Macy’s tongue darted between Nina’s lips, and Nina sucked on it passionately. Leifa extended the tip of her tongue into Nina’s sex. Nina, already on fire with lust and anticipation, was beside herself with pleasure as the tongues stroked and teased her. She writhed, reaching out to caress Macy’s head and shoulders, then Leifa’s.



When the full effect of the amari hit, Nina she lost all track of where she was and what was going on. She even forgot that she was wearing a blindfold. All she knew was she felt something wet and pleasant filling her mouth and her pussy. She felt hands on her body, caressing her, holding her legs in position. She closed her eyes and floated on waves of pleasure, higher and higher.



“Very good,” Macy said, pulling her tongue away from Nina’s sparkling red lips. Leifa pulled back as well. They removed Nina’s blindfold.



Nina continued to writhe on the bed. She arched her back and cupped her breasts unconsciously. Her firm, round melons were a pretty sight, and Renee was watching, smiling.



“More,” Nina moaned.



Renee was holding the symbiont. It looked like a mere strap on dildo, but it had taken on a light brown skin tone that matched Nina’s. As she held it, the others looked at Renee’s smiling face. Renee’s eyes were sparkling with delight and her smile was contagious. Renee had a way of making everyone feel closer, her charisma and beauty was that of an angel.



Nina lifted her heels, then her hips for Renee, as the blonde brought the narrow transparent straps around Nina’s waist and fastened them. Nina was a little nervous, but she chose to smile instead.



“I feel so lucky,” she told Renee.



Do I deserve this? Do I want this?



“Try it out, see how it feels,” Renee said, remembering the night she joined to it. It had been entirely by accident. “If you change your mind,” Renee trailed off, shrugging and smiling.



Part of the joining process was to stroke the symbiont like a real cock. Hoping that it would soon animate, Nina wrapped her hands tightly around the shaft of the strap-on and began stroking it. She moaned with pleasure as she pressed the base against her clit with each downward stroke of her fingertips.



In no time, the strap-on dildo turned from plastic to flesh. Tendrils extended from the base, joining seamlessly and painlessly with Nina’s flesh, then the skin of the symbiont fused with Nina’s to hide the tendrils.



Nina was unaware of any of this. She just kept stroking it because it felt so good to keep pumping it. She couldn’t keep her hands off the long, veiny shaft. She put both hands on it, squeezing and twisting as she jerked it. She felt it come alive, throbbing in her hand, she felt the foreskin slide against the shaft and head. Strange new sensations flowed through her loins, and sweet bursts of pleasure followed her fingertips through each stroke.



Suddenly the cock pulsed and strained. Nina felt as though it was about to break.



“Aeeh!” she cried out. White ribbons of cum shot straight up into the air, falling to land on the bed in drips and drabs.



Leifa turned to Macy and they exchanged looks of amusement.



“It looks like she needs one more go. She came too quickly, the symbiont was still attaching,” Leifa informed the other girls.



“One more time, Nina,” Macy coaxed, her eyes fixated on Nina’s dick, still dribbling precum from its tip.



“Oh it feels, oh god, nnh!” Nina shut her eyes tight as she resumed pumping her fist. She wrapped both hands around the massive erection, barely covering half of it, and jerked off again. Ten or so pumps of her fists and she orgasmed again, this time shooting a dozen or so white jets of cum all over the wall.



It felt so different cumming with a cock, most of her pleasure coiled inside of her loins like a spring. Then when it was about to hit, it felt like her cock would surely pull itself apart. There was a period of sweet tension, when her cock was pumping its load.



“I would say step one is complete,” Leifa said, gently pulling Nina’s hands away from the cock.



Renee just marveled with admiration.



***



As Nina and Renee were engaged in the joining ritual, their friends were in the dining room of the Amphitryon, getting to know their new guest, Kyle.



Kyle was from Earth, he had never been to space, and he only knew what his daughter, Kirsten, had told him so far. He was in awe of it all. He sat at the yellow table sandwiched between her and Bonnie, and Josie sat close by as well.



Bonnie was certainly leaning close to Kyle. Too close for Kirsten’s comfort, but when she made a stern face at Bonnie the insouciant blonde ignored her. If there was one saving grace, it was that her humble, hard working dad was utterly clueless about what a slut Bonnie could be.



“So, my name is Bonnie. Nice to meet you sir.”



“Hi, I’m Kirsten’s dad, Kyle. I’ve heard a bit about you, and you too, um–”



“Josie. Nice to meet you.” She reached past Kirsten to shake Kyle’s hand.



“We know a little about you too,” Bonnie said. “Mostly that you and Kirsten’s mom split up a while back. She mentioned you’re into construction?”



“Yeah, did some crane work in New York..”



Kirsten tried to keep calm, but she found her jaw clenching when she saw Bonnie’s fingertips on top of Kyle’s big hairy hand. She glared at her openly and she withdrew her hand. Didn’t she know what her attention was doing to him already? Kirsten didn’t even want to think about it.



Bonnie had a face that could have made her a model in any fashion catalog. She was no stick figure though. She had curvy hips and a natural set of breasts that, although not huge, many girls might envy. She seemed to be trying to brush his arms with them.



“.. in Patchogue, where I used to drive bulldozer, and a backhoe, you know?”



“I see,” said Bonnie, with a tone of awe and admiration. “That’s great, you’ve done it all.”



“Who wants pizza?” Kirsten broke in. “I’m starving!”



“You know Kyle, your construction skills might come in handy,” Josie said. “We are going to need someone who can pilot heavy machinery.”



“Really?”



“We’re planning to do a little mining work. SG Juggernauts can collect resources that would otherwise be trapped on heavy worlds. You know, like Jupiter’s gravity, but with more rock and metal.”



“Oh, I love Heavy Metal!” said Bonnie, making direct eye contact with Kyle.



“Yeah, I like some too,” he said. “Ozzy Osbourne, Led Zep too of course.”



“Oh my god shut up!” Kirsten groaned, but Bonnie just blew her a fuck-you-too-bitch kiss.



“To get to the mineral rich core,” Josie continued, “You need to fly a kind of tank-ship called an SG Juggernaut.” She slapped her datapad on the table and waved her hand over it, and it began to project a hologram showing a powerful, massive looking machine floating through an intense lightning and wind storm. “It’s gonna be insane. Can you imagine going down to the core of Jupiter-like worlds to collect rare elements by the ton?”



“Well, no–”



“Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” Bonnie broke in.



“Excuse me,” Kirsten objected.



“It matters, I mean we’re leaving Earth, I want to make sure he understands.”



“I explained all of that to him!” Kirsten retorted, indignantly.



“Well? Single?” Bonnie pursued.



“Yes,” Kyle said. He looked at Kirsten, whose expression belied a hint of distaste. He suspected that she felt he was to blame for the divorce. After all, money had been a major factor. “My boss told me he wanted me to stay, but he had to lay off almost everybody. The problem was the housing and construction market. Things were–”



“That’s not what we are worried about,” Bonnie said. “Housing? You can forget about those worries. We have lots of money, and we’re trying to earn more,” Bonnie said. “Enough to buy the Avashai their freedom.”



“The Avashai,” Kyle said. “Oh right, the black and white aliens? I ran into them before. Poor girls, they are lovely though aren’t they?”



“You like them?” Josie asked.



“Of course,” Kyle said. “I mean, I had no idea they would be so, so..”



“Fucking hot?” Bonnie suggested. “Why didn’t Kirsten tell you? They’re like, a little exotic looking but insanely gratifying. Their race is the best lay in the galaxy. You must really be looking forward to it.”



Kyle suddenly had that deer in the headlights look. He didn’t expect a girl like Bonnie to start speaking so brazen and openly about them, especially with his daughter present. What she had said sure pressed his buttons though.



Avashai would never be mistaken for natural humans. They were shaped like women, talked and acted much like women. But they were elaborate and exotic constructs with a radically different psysiology. They were designed to be sex objects incomparably superior to natural human women.



The Alhani had designed the Avashai, and only they knew the secrets involved. While they could have duplicated women, they departed from the natural design in radical ways, from their thinking to their physical forms. Avashai abhorred clothes, preferring to go naked, their full breasts always in view. They were utterly hairless, even their heads had but a small ponytail or other head ornament protuding from a bald scalp. Rather than imitate human pigmentation, Avashai had powder white skin with deep, dark stripes mainly along their arms, backs, and legs. These control stripes could be stroked to elicit certain sexual urges.



No one understood how these stripes precisely worked. The makers of Avashai used a manufacturing process that could not be reverse engineered, and Avashai glands could not be duplicated or understood, nor could the chemicals they produced be duplicated. Some scientists were convinced that a part of each Avashai was connected to another dimension, through a micro wormhole, and some kind of tachyon field cloaked their extended selves.



This was a possibility, considering the mysterious Alhani were millions of years ahead of the other known races. They were believed to have the ability to open and close wormholes at will, thereby transcending space. Alhani secrets were never lost because they vanished whenever they were compromised.



Even the Alhani themselves were vanishingly rare — literally. They are believed to house their bodies in almond shell shaped ships about the size of a van. If anyone had seen what manner of being they contained, they probably had not lived to tell the tale. Stories were told of little green men, or octopus-like creatures, or just members of another galactic race. None of these stories turned out to be credible.



The Alhani designed the Avashai and other sentient entities specifically for humans, and not just men. Avashai had long tongues and retractable cocks and were just as fond of sex with females as they relished males. The Alhani asked for vast sums of raw materials in exchange for Avashai, symbionts, and other commodities. Somehow there were always humans who found a way to pay.



It was a rare and terrible thing for an Alhani symbiont to fall into an Earth girl’s lap.



It was a rare and wonderful thing for a working Bearkin fleet officer to have not one but two Alhani, if only for 180 cycles. He didn’t even have to share — but he certainly noticed their appreciation when he left them a long leash. The Avashai were intimate with everyone on the ship, whenver time allowed for it.



Although Kirsten was firmly in denial, it was apparent to Josie and Bonnie that Kyle would soon be given a taste of their delightful company. Josie was happy for him.



“Let me spell it out for you,” she said to Kyle. Kirsten tried to cover her mouth but she batted her arm away.



“No, that’s okay,” Kyle said, looking down at the table and shaking his head. “Like I said, I’m just an average guy, I’ve already done it all, you know, enough anyway. I don’t need to go chasing after no alien girls.” Even as he spoke, he could feel Bonnie’s mouth close to his ear. She whispered.



“They will fulfill all of your sexual desires. Every last one.”



His heart started to race.



“But if you’d rather see a human girl, I’ll be waiting.”



Bonnie moved back away from Kyle’s ear, smiled, and looked around innocently. Kirsten was shooting daggers. Kyle blinked, unable to keep a calm expression on his face. Bonnie’s naked limbs danced before his mind’s eye, her inviting smile burned in his brain.



Glances and expressions went around the table then, each girl trying to figure out what Bonnie had just whispered.



“Macy and Leifa are our friends,” Josie said. “But, you know, they’re built for sex. That’s their purpose. Put it this way, they will relate to you much better if you–”



“Hey! Come on, do you guys not see me here?” Kirsten protested. “Jeez! He’s here to work!” Kirsten was about to lose it. “I mean, isn’t that what we discussed–”



“You’d deny him the chance?” Bonnie asked, incredulously. “Kyle, whens the last time you had sex?”



“Deny him? I don’t want to think about it!” Kirsten moaned, but she was completely ignored.



“Now hang on, Kirsten,” said Josie, “Give your dad a chance to speak.” The girls all quieted down.



Kyle decided to quickly change the subject. He was afraid his heart might not make it.



“Well, I-I-I did come here t-to work,” he managed, wondering why the truth sometimes was so hard to say. “So like, I was wondering. Why are you girls interested in mining? Something about the, uh, Avashai?”



“Good question,” said Josie. “We are trying to buy the Avashai their freedom — Macy and Leifa anyway. Mining is the only way for us to make that kind of money. We don’t have any advanced technical skills, and our ten minutes of fame are coming to an end.”



“So, you were going to sell the minerals to the Alhani, right?”



“No, we are simply selling them for cash to the nearest broker, and using the cash to pay off the owner, Jink,” Kirsten explained.



“Most of the minerals do tend to get purchased by the Alhani in the long run,” Josie broke in.



“Really.” Kyle remembered Kirsten trying to explain the Alhani to him, but it was all getting clearer now that he could believe his ears.



“So I’m curious,” Kyle said, leaning on his elbows, “In exchange for one Alhani, roughly how much raw materials would you need to pay?”



“I don’t know,” Josie said. “What’s the answer?” she intoned to her datapad.



Datapads were designed by default to always listen and parse the words that were spoken. It kept a transcript of the conversation in cache so that it could answer vague questions in the context of a conversation. In seconds the datapad projected a holographic chart. It was an example of what had been paid for one particular Avashai named “Klarissa.”



“Wow, over 4,000 kilos of uranium, and 20,000 kilos of platinum?” Kyle marveled at the long list of other elements. Half of the periodic table seemed to be present.



“How big would seven times ten to the tenth power tons of iron be?” Bonnie asked.



“Seventy million tons,” Josie said.



“I know but like, that seems like a lot!” Kirsten said.



“Yep, and look at all the other metals with millions of tons,” Josie replied, not convinced that Kirsten had known how to read scientific notation.



“This is for a single Avashai?” Kyle asked. “What are they doing with all those raw materials?”



“I don’t know,” Josie said, looking at the other girls for a clue.



They shrugged and looked around. No one knew what the Alhani did with those massive amounts of raw materials.



“I don’t know,” Kirsten said. “Seems to me someone thinks they are worth it.”



“Can a single person mine that in their entire lifetime?” Josie asked.



“Yes.” said the datapad.



“How long in Earth years using an SG Juggernaut?”



“56.3 years, given the minerals are present at the site and mining activity is continuous.”



“Continuous is impossible, you need sleep,” Kyle murmured. “Unless they found a fix for that.”



“I don’t get it,” Kyle said. “They’re supposed to be so advanced, why don’t they just go get it themselves with robots or something?”



“Well,” Josie began, “There are problems with that if you really want to put that kind of plan into action. The galaxy is vast and lots of systems have complicated engineering challenges to overcome, such as variations in heat, radiation, gravity, solar storms. If you don’t predict certain considerations beforehand, you would wind up with major setbacks.”



“Right, but the Alhani were smart enough to make the Avashai, they’re smart enough for that stuff. Uh, you know, artificial intelligence.”



“Oh yes, but making predictions requires making observations and having patience — ”



Kyle was shaking his head.



“What?” Josie asked.



“Exploit them? Alhani could make limitless robots. Who needs humans?”



“I guess I never really thought about it,” Josie said.



“You see, I know business,” Kyle said. “Working in construction, you try to keep stuff in house when you can. You contract out jobs when you can’t, but when that happens, you say to yourself something like next year, our guys are gonna get that construction job.”



“Maybe it’s just busywork,” Kirsten said.



They all grew quiet.



“I don’t know,” Kyle said, as a chill seemed to blow into the room.



“All I care about is making that money,” Josie said. “That’s my plan, and if mining is the way, I’m gonna see that it gets done right.”



“I guess so, I mean, fuggetaboutit!” Kyle exclaimed, and the girls chuckled.

Just then, there was a crackle of static noise and a large man wearing an armored leather bodysuit appeared. It was the gorgonite known as Loki. They all froze with surprise, their smiles fading fast.



Loki smiled broadly and warmly. He seemed to be in high spirits.



“We finally meet again, ladies!” he said, affecting an Australian accent. “Say, I don’t think we’ve met before,” he said, reaching his hand out to Kyle. Kyle extended his out of surprise, and they shook.



Loki noticed the datapad lying on the table, and a wireless transmitter in his brain began hacking into its voice recognition databanks. Meanwhile he looked around the table, eyebrows raised, a thin smile on his lips. No one knew quite what to say.



“Oh, that’s fine, if no one will invite me to sit down I’ll just stand.”



***



It was time for Leifa and Macy to give the lover girls some time to themselves. Before they left, they reminded Nina of some very important rules regarding the symbiont.



“Remember, for now you can still take it off easily by pulling on a little tab under your scrotum,” said Macy. “It’s only permanent if you fall asleep with it on. Even then, if you really don’t like it anymore, he will understand and detach. So if you have second thoughts, don’t fret too much.”



“I thought you said it would be really hard to separate from? Like it would make me go crazy?”



“No, Miss Nina, it’s not like that at all,” interjected Leifa. “We said that if I tune it incorrectly, it could be bad like that. You have my word that it’s tuned perfectly. Now, separating is possible but it has to be mutual. If you have willpower, it will be easy.”



“I see,” Nina said, a little uncertain. “Well, I guess it will be alright.”



“I also want to remind you, masturbating and group sex will bring you up in phases.”



“Yes, I understand the phases,” Nina said. “I remember how Renee was too.”



“Okay, but remember, because the 33 series symbionts do have a way of drawing themselves into risky situations,” Leifa said.



“Here,” said Macy, placing a stack of trays on the night table. “We’ve left you some food trays.”



“Bye bye,” Leifa said. Walking gracefully to the door, they turned and waved once more before exiting. The doors slid shut behind them.



Wasting no time, Renee climbed on top of Nina’s caramel thighs. They began to kiss and caress.



“It looks amazing on you,” Renee said as she looked Nina up and down. Although Nina had a very feminine face and ample breasts, her new cock along with her bobbed hairstyle gave her more of an androgynous overall appearance that pleased Renee greatly.



“Ride me, babe,” Nina replied. Nina must have complimented Renee a thousand times on her looks. She was simply stunning, with innocent eyes and the body of a lingerie model. She was enticed by Renee’s slender waist, the full curve of her breasts and ass were causing Nina’s cock to stand up rock hard.



Renee laid down atop Nina, breast to breast. As they kissed, she reached down to caress Nina’s straining tip. She straddled Nina’s hips, letting her moist pussy lips slide ever so slightly as they pressed against the underside of Nina’s throbbing cock. Her gentle caresses lit a thousand fires inside Nina’s body.



Renee’s silky breasts rested upon Nina’s straining melons. Nina pressed her shaft up against Renee’s dripping slit.



“Oh, you’re wet,” she panted.



Renee nodded.



Although hard before, Nina’s cock now felt as stiff as a pillar of granite, and as jumpy as a live wire. She craved the relief that only Renee’s loving sex could provide.



“Renee, oh God Renee I need you. Ride me!” Nina panted.



The shapely young blonde slowly slid onto the dark, throbbing dick meat that had once been her own. She looked into Nina’s eyes as the shaft penetrated deeper.



Feeling the pleasure as though for the first time, Renee was beside herself. It was a much tighter fit than she realized back when she was using it on her friends. Nina was writhing and squirming underneath her and every movement Renee made seemed to bring Nina closer to the brink.



“Renee, oh, baby! Mmm, so tight! You’re gonna make me cum, oh, oh fuck!” Nina moaned as she thrust into her lover’s tight pussy.



Renee tried to answer, but the words were gone after the first thrust. She felt her pussy getting filled to the top, Nina’s eager cock bumping gently against her cervix. She squirmed, afraid that Nina might batter her delicate insides, but each time she felt the cock bottoming out inside of her it was only a gentle thrill.



Renee remembered that the cock was designed not to harm. She got up and sat down hard on it. Her blonde waves bounced as she took Nina’s dick to the hilt again and again.



The new sensations had Nina spinning. She held still and shut her eyes. Her shaft was ready to blow and she couldn’t seem to hold on. The orgasm came crashing up into her from her pelvis outwards, a roiling, electrifying burst that had her shaking like a live wire.



Renee was loving Nina’s big, hard dick. As she could guess Nina was about to climax, she became very excited. She wanted all the hot, gooey cum that TeeGee could muster. She couldn’t get her mind off of the thought of having that cum pump fill her with that massive dickbutter overload.



“Oh god! I can’t stop! I — I’m — ohh! Ahh!”



Nina’s cock started to pump and spurt, the orgasm took Nina to a new level of ecstasy. One almost painfully delicious spurt led to another, as her cock pumped its load into Renee. The sticky hot fluid spurted up through the blonde’s cervix until her womb was overflowing, and then it inundated her pussy until there was nowhere else for it to go, then it splashed out of her tightly stuffed twat in a series of creamy staccato bursts.



The sensation of hot jets of cum streaming over her inner walls at high-pressure sent Renee into a dizzying orgasm. She felt so full, tears were coming to her eyes. Each new stream of cum sent Renee reeling with pleasure, and Renee’s convulsing pussy coaxed one massive blast of cum after another out of Nina’s cock. Long moments passed before they came down from their mutual cycle of ecstasy.



Nina could see stars tracking through her vision. She and Renee opened their eyes. They found their laps utterly covered in a thick layer of jizz. They looked at each other and smiled, and that erupted into peals of laughter.



As anticipated, Nina’s stomach began to growl. Nina’s caloric intake would have to just about triple to keep up with the symbiont, and the symbiont was ready to collect its due. There was no denying it.



Next to the bed, food trays were stacked five deep. Nina grabbed the first and wolfed down the savory meats and vegetables as if they were nothing but crumbs. She finished the cheese cake in three bites and went straight to the next tray.



“Oh, so hungry!” she said, excusing herself as she grabbed the entire tray and tilted it sideways so the food slid down to one corner. She used a spoon to scoop it into her mouth, and in seconds it too was gone.



As she ate, she felt her symbiont grow harder and harder. Nina grabbed the third tray. After devouring everything on it, she felt a pleasant sensation of fullness in her stomach. Then, to their surprise, she blew another load, shooting several ropes of jizz straight up into the air. Neither of them had been touching it.



“Mm, it’s so wonderful,” Nina said, savoring the afterglow of her last orgasm. She felt like she could fuck all night. “Thank you for giving me this chance to try –”



“Shh shh shh,” Renee interrupted. “Don’t thank me for that. Thank me for this,” she said, scooting her rear down to the edge of the bed and leaning forward to lick the dribbling precum from the tip of Nina’s cock. She took the whole tip into her mouth and began sucking on it.



“Oh, so good, Renee,” she said.



The blonde sucked on the ten inch pole like an eager young lover, taking it to the back of her mouth and bobbing up and down on the head. The tip alone was quite a mouthful and Renee slobbered up and down on it. Before long she smiled as she tasted a steady flow of precum. It was sweet, like caramel and milk. It turned her on like crazy.



Nina let out a gasp as Renee took her in deeper. She gazed intently, unbelieving, as Renee’s head began bobbing lower and lower on her shaft. She reached up to hold her blonde hair back and get a good look.



Nina watched as Renee took the cock deeper into her open mouth, cramming all ten inches down her throat and bobbing on it like a blowjob goddess.



“Oh fuck!” Nina hissed, the urge to cum mounting. “How — where did you learn to do that?”



Renee kept going, slurping on Nina’s cock until her nose bumped into Nina’s abdomen. Renee reached up and slid her fingers under Nina’s ass cheeks, gripping them and pulling her hips toward her face. There seemed no bottom to Renee’s throat.



Nina head began to spin. She couldn’t understand, but she loved it. She threw her head back and grasped her breasts, pinching and tugging her nipples. Renee continued to suck and suck, taking the veiny brown cock all the way down her throat. She didn’t even come up for air. Somehow she was breathing through her nose. After two minutes, Nina was clawing the sheets, unable to hold back another instant.



“Ungh! Gonna cum–” Nina warned.



Instead of pulling off, Renee grabbed Nina’s hips and pulled her face on all the way, swallowing the twitching shaft and holding on tight as Nina released a flood of cum. She swallowed repeatedly, using her esophageal muscles to massage the shaft. Nina cried out with surprise and excitement as her orgasm peaked. Renee swallowed and swallowed while Nina’s cock spurted a massive load that filled Renee’s stomach with hot white cream.



Renee pulled off with alarm when she felt her stomach filling up and Nina’s cock showed no signs of stopping. She started bobbing up and down on the shaft, cum spraying out of the corners of her mouth and splattering everywhere. Nina held on tight to Renee’s wavy blonde hair, and thrusted her face down onto her cock over and over, bringing a second wave of intense, convulsive spasms.



After toweling off, they lay in each other’s arms and talked, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.



“TeeGee was right to choose you,” Renee said, eyes closed, a blissful smile warming her elegant countenance.



“Why?” Nina asked.



“You two mesh well, I can feel it. You seem so in control. So good.”



“I felt a little out of control.”



“Do you remember how out of control I was? Trust me, you’re doing better.”



“Does it really matter that he chose me?”



“It does, from what I hear.” Renee thought back to her first time with TeeGee, and how many strange thoughts and fantasies filled her mind. It occurred to her that Nina was now probably having the same thoughts. She grinned.



“So, Nina, what kind of fantasies are you having?” she asked, bluntly. “Come on, you can tell me.”



“You know, just,” Nina paused, “Sex.”



“Well I know that,” Renee said, rolling her eyes. “What kind of sex? Go on, tell me.” She lowered her voice to almost a whisper. “Tell me what you want to try next.”



Nina hesitated. She had just had Renee’s mouth and her pussy, did that mean that the next thing would be Renee’s ass? Visions came vividly to her mind, of plumbing Renee’s tight backdoor. She was afraid to describe them to her fiancee. She tried to think of something else, and more visions came to mind, unbidden, as if from a separate mind inside of hers.



“I never thought things like this before,” Nina admitted, still trying to understand what she saw. She was picturing several hot babes on their knees, all of them trying to suck her cock at the same time. One of them was gagging and choking as Nina rammed the long thick meat down her throat. Right when she was about to cum, she pulled out and rained cum down on all of them.



She found that Renee wasn’t even in the picture. She wasn’t in her fantasy, at least that time.



Renee is my only love. Do you hear me?



A vision appeared, with Renee bent over, moaning and drooling with animal lust as she got pounded from behind by some unseen lover.



Better.



“My god, I think I can see you blushing,” the blonde grinned.



“Renee, it’s like my brain is not home. Sexually, I’m a very different person. The symbiont, I’m seeing, and wanting all his perverted fantasies!”



“It’s okay, Nina. That’s how he is. He puts a supercharged sex drive right there in your brain. It takes some time for you both to adjust.”



“Okay, well, I guess I knew that was coming,” Nina said. “Oh, you never told me you could suck cock like that.”



“Oh yeah. A nanotech pill,” Renee replied. “Josie found them, got them for Bonnie and me. It improves esophageal muscle control and modifies the gag reflex. Also opens up a breathing canal next to the windpipe.”



Nina’s eyes were wide. “You lucky–!”



“You can fuck my throat just as deep, and as hard, as you want. Just remember to pull out and cum on my face sometimes,” she giggled. “I want to be able to taste that sweet cum.”



“Alright, alright, I can tell you want to hear some dirty talk,” Nina said with a grin. “Now get down here and suck this cock.”



Renee crouched down between Nina’s long legs and took the rigid meat into her mouth once more.



“Ahh, oh yes,” Nina gasped as Renee encircled the shaft with both hands and stuffed the head into her hot, wet mouth. Nina gathered Renee’s blonde hair into her hands and began gently thrusting her shaft towards Renee in time with her movements.



“Suck it,” Nina said, pushing Renee’s face a little harder up against her shaft. She felt Renee’s throat open for it. “Suck it down deep. Open that throat.” She groaned as she felt her cock sliding into Renee’s neck. Visions of fucking entered her head.



“You wanted to know what I’m thinking? Ramming it into your throat while you choke and gag,” Nina panted. “Then pumping my load right through you.”



True, Renee thought as she wrapped her lips around the thick root of Nina’s cock. Gagging was one of TeeGee’s turn-ons. Too bad, she had no desire to play that game. She bobbed up and down the entire shaft, slobbered on it from root to tip, letting long strings of saliva drip freely down her chin. She wriggled her head from side to side, easing the long, thick shaft down her throat. Nina groaned and sighed, and looked down at Renee. Renee’s eyes were locked on hers.



“You taste so good,” Renee said as she pulled off. “It’s turning me on like crazy to have you in my mouth. Show me another fantasy.” With that, she got on all fours, pointed her hips at Nina, and wiggled them invitingly.



Seeing Renee on all fours, TeeGee filled her mind with images of Renee taking it up the butt, wide eyed and open mouthed as she was stretched and stuffed like a game bird.



Nina positioned herself behind Renee and pressed her meat up against Renee’s slit instead. Renee looked back her. Before she could say another word, Nina began sliding her cock into the blonde’s tight cunt. It seemed like only moments before Nina started hitting Renee in just the right spot, and Renee started cumming so hard she was screaming.



They screwed for several minutes before Renee could calm down enough to catch her breath.



“So good. Oh god! Oh yes,” she chanted.



“You like that, don’t you?” Nina asked. “Your pussy is so tight.”



“It is, and it’s all yours,” Renee said. “My ass is your too. Take me.” She spread her ass wide with both hands.



“Oh, so you want it up the ass? Want this entire dick shoved up there?”



“Yes,” Renee replied. She felt vulnerable as Nina’s stiff cock pressed up against her anus. She was simply glad that she had also taken a nano-therapy for her anus as well, that would prevent strain or injury during anal sex. That, however, was a secret no one needed to know.



Thoughts of massive cock invading asshole swirled through Nina’s brain. She realized it wasn’t just Renee’s ass. She pictured her cock so big it was like a third leg, ramming it into Leifa until it was in her throat. Or just sneaking up on Kirsten in the gym and plowing it into her ass by surprise. The possibilities seemed endless.



She almost didn’t hear Renee’s voice through the fog.



“Ooh, so good baby. I love it.”



Nina was a little shocked to find that she was already fucking Renee’s ass, and she wasn’t sure how long it had been. She took it slow, savored each stroke, and willed herself not to get carried away too soon.



The ivory-skinned sex kitten squirmed and writhed around the fat pole that Nina kept shoving deeper into her butt. Renee tried to look back up at her lover, but the pleasure was dizzying. Nina smiled and pushed harder, encouraged by the unmistakable look of ecstasy on Renee’s face. Nina diddled Renee’s clit and squeezed and fondled Renee’s bouncing breasts. Waves of pleasure began to crest inside Renee, taking her for a tumble through a wash of mindblowing orgasms.



Nina could feel her lover’s ass contract around her shaft each time she brought the lithe blonde to orgasm. Amidst grunts and sighs, she plowed the blonde’s ass over and over, making Renee cum countless times.



Nina herself was on the brink of release. She slowed down, moving less and less, until finally she had to stop all movement or her cock would erupt.



“Are you gonna cum?” Renee panted, feeling the shaft throbbing wildly inside of her tight little rear.



“Ngh! Yes, I’m on the edge!”



“Fill me up with that sweet cum!”



“Here it comes!” Nina squealed. She screwed Renee full speed, screaming while her cock began filling Renee with blast after blast of hot cum. Soon the spurting cock had filled Renee’s colon so much that a queasy pressure started to build up inside of her. She began to groan and squirm.



“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, feeling Nina’s cock pumping more and more hot spooge up her back door. “Are you still cumming? I feel like I’m gonna pop, pull out!”



Nina pulled out, her cock still spurting. Nina sprayed and splattered ropes of jizz up along Renee’s back and shoulders and all over the wall. Cum poured out from Renee’s gaping ass onto the bed in a white puddle.



Nina flopped down on her stomach, spent. They lay there for a moment to recover.



“It looks like someone set off a jizz bomb in our bed,” Renee said with a giggle, propping herself up on one elbow and caressing Nina’s back.



“Mm. How’s your ass?”



“Never better.” They both laughed.



“Come on, let’s take a shower.”



As they headed to the shower, small robots emerged from the air ducts to clean up.



***



While Nina and Renee were planning to go to sleep, the others had all gathered in the dining room, including the Avashai, who were seated side by side. Kyle snuck glances at them repeatedly. Their large, firm white breasts were truly a sight to behold. He was also not sure what exactly the others were talking about.



“You have some nerve coming aboard my ship,” Chester growled. “This violates security protocols. It’s out of my hands now. Understand this, Loki. We can’t continue on our trip. So much for hitching a ride. We’re stopping until you get off.”



“Chester, aren’t you on leave?” Loki replied. “More to the point, aren’t you the captain of the ship? Give your directives and protocols a rest. You’ll find that I’m hardly an imposition.”



“I already saw you hack into secure a comm link. What else are you going to do while aboard this ship?”



“Nothing, I promise! I’m only here to observe, I find this all very fascinating. After all, they were part of my experiment.”



“What experiment?” Bonnie asked.



“You know, the whole leaving the symbiont on Earth for some random person to discover. Which Nina did.”



“Don’t even think about taking the symbiont!” Leifa said.



“Of course not. It’s not mine anymore, remember? That’s part of the whole reason we won the trial and Lady Vera self destructed. I might add that the lot of you were made famous and popular thanks to me.”

Disclaimer:



This is my first story. It’s a work of complete fiction and something that has evolved as I’ve been writing it. I wanted to write something that would really get me going, if I read it. So, in an attempt to make it as hot as possible, I wrote this story over 1 week – during which I did not have any sex. Whenever I sat down to write; I watched porn (usually deep throat gangbangs – a fetish of mine) and masturbated regularly, keeping myself as close to the edge as possible, but never letting myself cum. As my Bio says, I am a very honey girl, on a normal day. I did this experiment to see if being overexcited, and extremely frustrated, would bring out my deepest fantasies. Things I didn’t even know about. Until I wrote this story I didn’t know I wanted to try anal!



I highly recommend giving my experiment a try yourself. Who knows? You may be surprised with the results.



The day I finished this story, I went out, got drunk, and found 3 horny frat guys from the local jock house. Needless to say, I’m no longer horny.



So please bear in mind, I’m new. Feedback is encouraged, but please be gentle. It’s all fiction. Some of it’s pretty raunchy, and other parts is clearly exaggerated, so I’d suggest steering clear if you’re put off.



I hope you enjoy reading, as much as I did writing!



Xoxo



Thank you god



“Ahhhhhhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuuuuck,” I heard a man with a deep voice groan as he started to cum.



I say “heard” as that’s all I could do at the time, hear. I was blinded by a tight, black blindfold I’d been tricked into voluntarily wearing earlier that night.



Searching my senses; I could hear the murmuring of at least 3 people, all men I guessed from their low voices and crude language. I could smell the familiar scent of beer and sweat all around me. Added to the fact that I could hear nearly everything these men were saying, I guessed I was in a rather small room. A den maybe, I thought. I didn’t recognize two of the men, but the third voice was that fucker, who until very recently, I was going to sleep with tonight. That also meant that; including the guy who was cumming in front of me right now, there were at least two other men I didn’t know in the room, with me blindfolded.



My senses turned to my immediate vicinity, where could feel the cold hard sensation of wood on my naked skin. I was in the ‘all-fours’ position, but something was different.



I was straddling what felt like a wooden bench. I could feel the cold wood against my flat stomach and small, firm tits. It was too short though, only supporting me down to my lower abdomen. This meant that my tight little heart-shaped ass was hanging over the edge. On closer examination, it wasn’t a normal bench. The edges were rounded and, all things considered, it felt kind of comfortable. It reminded me of one of those things they use in gymnastic, with the two handles on top, that the men break-dance on – a Pommel Horse. This obviously wasn’t one, as it didn’t have handles and why would I be lying on one?



On either side of this wooden bench, my knees were at right-angles and my shins rested on more cold, hard wood. They were secured at my ankles with what felt like duct tape and, I found out when I tried to sit up that, a tight strap around my waist, securing me tightly in place. I wasn’t getting off this thing anytime soon.



At the other end of the bench I was stuck. The bench transformed into what felt like stockades. I had seen enough Wild West movies to imagine how I’d feel in a set of them.



My neck was surrounded by a ring of wood and my hands were in the same situation on either side of my head, at about the same level as my shoulder blades. The only thing that differed from the movies I had seen was the position of my head. In the movies, prisoners are always looking at the ground because it’s the natural position your head’s in when you’re standing upright. I found myself looking forward, which was the equivalent of looking directly up at the sky if you are standing upright. It was not comfortable, to say the least.



My position was due largely to the strap around my forehead, which felt as though it was attached tightly to the stocks behind my head. Strangely enough; that was the only uncomfortable thing about this situation, aside from of course, the aching pain in my jaw muscles which comes from the inability to close your mouth for an extended period. How long had I been in this position, I wondered. Did I forget to mention, the reason my mouth was open, and jaw killing me, was because there was a large O-ring gag secured between my teeth. Someone had thoughtfully secured it in my mouth, for my added comfort I’m sure, sometime before I woken up to the sound of an anonymous man cumming.



Seconds after hearing him groan, I felt the familiar warm splatter of semen on my right cheek as this mysterious man’s first ballistic jet hit my face. It was sticky, warm and seemed to cover the whole right side of my face!



“Yeah bitch, you like that don’t you?” he jeered a his second, third and fourth jets of cum hit, this time with less force but still, with such volume that it felt like he was aiming a garden hose at my mouth. My tongue was coated as my mouth quickly filled with his thick, salty seed and started to overflow onto my lower lip, before slowly dribbled down onto my chin where it hung in strings. I had to swallow, which is surprisingly difficult with a wide-open mouth, 3 times just to keep from drowning. Thankfully he was done quickly.



“Yeah, you like that heh heh,” he laughed to himself, answering his own question. “Well you’d better get used to it coz you’ll be getting a lot more soon, slut.”



The way he said “a lot” made me a little nervous. Remembering the small room I was in, bound and exposed with at least 3 other men close by, I ventured a guess at what he might be hinting at.



Stepping closer so that I could taste the sweat from his balls and smell the chlorine-like odor of his cum-covered shaft; he forcefully stuffed his egg-sized balls into my mouth, ordering me to “lick them clean, slut!”



They were huge. Aside from the fact that it would be a challenge getting them in my mouth on a normal day, the O-ring holding my mouth open meant I had no defense. His first nut fit nicely in my mouth, filling it completely. But; when he tried to push the second in, the first had nowhere to go but down, and so it did. Stretching my throat wide and cutting off my air supply, this guy’s balls were nothing short of massive.



After what felt like a life time; and as he slowly pumped the remaining drops of cum from his softening shaft, making sure to wipe them on any part of my face he could reach, he popped his fat balls out of my mouth. Before I even had a chance to catch my breath and sooth my burning lungs; he slapped his heavy cock, making my body jolt sharply from the surprise, on my forehead with an echoing crack, before walking away heavily and shouting “who’s got next, boys?”



Still a little dazed, I felt the slightest smile try to emerge from the corners of my mouth as all I could think was the same 3 words, over and over again: Thank you god.



Two days earlier



“You must be so excited. Tonight’s the big night. Are you gonna give it up?” my friend Jenny teased.



Shhhhh,” I replied, blushing with embarrassment.



“This is the third date, you have to fuck him!” she protested. “It’s like an unwritten rule, or something.”



I’m shy when it comes to talking about sex around my friends, and especially in a crowded public place like my college’s library, but get me behind closed doors and I’m dirtier than all of them put together.



Shhhhhhhhhh. Someone will hear you!” I said grabbing Jenny by the arm and pulling her off to the stacks were we could talk privately.



Jenny was… promiscuous, to say the least. She had a lot of sex with a lot of different people, some girls, and loved telling me (or anyone that would listen) all about it. She especially liked going into all the nasty details with me, because she knew it made me uncomfortable just hear her talking about it.



“You should do what Jake and I did last night,” she began. “We started kissing, and then he started going down on me. Wow, he’s a fantastic pussy-eater! Then after 10 minutes of that, I couldn’t take it anymore, I just had to have his huge dick inside me!”



Ah crap, I thought. She’s was getting carried away again. “Okay, okay, I get it. Can we talk about something else now? Please?” I begged.



“Wait, wait, that’s not even the best part!” She continued on as if my protests had been silent. “He was fucking me doggy-style, and it was getting really hot. I was so wet that I was dripping all over the bed! I was about 1 minute from comming, when suddenly he pulled out, and in one quick thrust, stuck it my ass! All the way to his balls! It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt, and I thought it was supposed to hurt!”



Stop it!” I whisper yelled at her.



“O.K., I’ll stop. You should really think about giving it a try tonight though, you’ll thank my in the morning,” she said playfully, giving me a wink.



“Yeah, yeah” I muttered, trying to end the conversation as quickly as possible. “I gotta go. I’ll talk to you on Sunday O.K.?” I said as I turned and began walking away.



“I expect to hear everything, first thing Sunday morning! You better not hold out on -.” I heard Jenny’s voice trail off as I rounded the corner and headed for the exit.



Date night



What am I going to wear? I thought to myself, pacing around my small dorm room. In my left hand I had my tightest pair of Boy-leg undies. Not necessarily ‘sexy’, but with my ass, I pull off the whole cute and innocent teen look flawlessly. Add some pigtails and a high-riding tartan skirt and I can actually see the boys hiding their boners when I walk in room. In my right hand; I was dangling some see-through, black lance, French-cut knickers that were, In a word, whorish. You can see my dilemma.



For those of you know don’t know the difference, tut-tut! Boy-leg undies are like the girl’s version of boxer-briefs; Smaller, tighter, and much cuter than their male counterpart. French-cut lingerie is similar in style to regular men’s briefs, but they also have a thong thrown in the back. They ride up your ass like a thong, but still have enough material to cover most of your cheeks. Of course, being see-through, the amount of material they had was made redundant.



Needless to say, I quickly settled on the Boy-leg undies. Who doesn’t want to fuck the proverbial cute, innocent school girl? Also, this wasn’t Valentine’s Day with my (fictitious) 5 year boyfriend, it was date number 4 with a senior I met during rush. He had to earn the French-cut!



The next 2 hours were a flurry of hair straighteners, shower steam, makeup and waxing. All the excitement was starting to get to me, to the point where I was actually getting wet while waxing my crotch! Like I said; I’m shy around my friends, but get me behind closed doors and I’m horny as hell.



“Beep-beep,” my phone chimed as I received a text.



“Hey, I’m out from in the car. You ready to go?” It read.



I didn’t bother replying, I was halfway out the door and on my way down to meet him in the lot.



“Hey babe, how was your day?” he asked.



I had to give him credit. He obviously had no interest in my day, only in getting into my pants as quickly as possible, but he was clearly trying to sound genuinely interested.



“It was O.K., thanks,” I responded. “I spent most of it studying for my Lit quiz on Monday, though. Wasn’t a very interesting end to the week.”



“Well I’ve got a surprise for you tonight that just might make your week’s end,” he said with a smirk.



“What is it then?” I asked, genuinely interest now. Although we had only been on three dates, they had all be so unique and fun that I couldn’t wait to hear what he had in-store this time.



“I can’t just tell you, it’s a surprise,” he said. He reached over and removed a black sleeping mask from the glove box, similar to the ones they give you on long planes rides. “You have to put this one so you don’t spoil it,” he continued, handing me the blindfold.



I was so excited I didn’t even question him. I just slipped the blindfold on and secured the tight elastic band around my head. These things cut out all light, not even the glow from the parking lot lights was seeping through. Pitch black.



I could hear him rummaging around in the glove box for something else, but obviously couldn’t see what. “So what’s the plan?” I queried, itching with excitement.



Suddenly I felt a rag being pushed into my face. Instinctively I tried to turn away, but a strong hand clapped around the back of my head, forcing me to breathe deeply into the rag. It had a strong chemical smell. I remember thinking it smelled like copper, if that’s even possible. Then everything began to fade, I started to feel dizzy and then nothing but black.



Hazy



“Who’s got next boys?” The mystery man asked as he walked away, footsteps heavy.



Licking what little cum I could from my lips, which is extremely difficult when your mouth is permanently wide open, I was getting wet at the thought of what could happen next. The blind darkness combined with the feeling of vulnerability, that only comes with being bound, gagged and naked in a room full of men just itching to fuck every hole they can find, was orgasmic in itself.



I don’t know what’s going to be better, I thought. The anticipation or the anonymous cocks I’d take, and taste, tonight.



My question was answered sooner than I expected.



“That’d be us then!” a loud voice from behind me exclaimed. I heard footsteps from behind me drawing closer. One stopped just behind me and the other continued on, stopping just in front of my face. “I was worried you’d still be passed out, sweetheart,” he had bent down to whisper in my ear. “Unlucky for you, it’s always a lot of moaning and screaming when they’re awake. But don’t worry; promise I’ll go easy on you.”



His friend at my rear was ready to go. “You good bro?” he said. “Let’s get this party started!” he crowed, slapping my right ass cheek with a painful crack. He stepped forward, pushing his upper thighs against my exposed ass. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought it was his forearm he slapped down on top of my lower back. It was heavy and reached past my lumbar, halfway up my back. Now, I’m not a racist, and pity the ignorant people that subscribe to generalizations and stereotypes, but the first thing that crept into my mind when I felt the heavy piece of meat weighing on my back was my god, he’s got to be black!



A small smile crept into the corners of my mouth.



“Yeah man, let’s get to it! Wouldn’t want to keep this dirty little girl waiting any longer,” the guy in front of me said. Putting one hand on my forehead, he fed his half-hard cock into my waiting mouth. As soon as the taste of his cock hit my tongue, I could feel myself getting wet again. Pushing my lips over the O-ring gag, I managed to wrap them around his growing cock, creating an air-tight seal. As I sucked his rod, he began to pump in an out of my mouth, getting bigger and harder with every stroke. It felt so good having my mouth fucked, even if it was unsolicited. I wanted more. Using my tongue, I began to massage his shaft as it moved in and out of my mouth, deeper and deeper with every thrust. He was at least 7 inches long, I could tell because I had liked to practice giving blowjobs on my favorite dildo. It was 8 inches, but I could only ever take the first 7 before starting to gag. The fat cock currently fucking my mouth was not even fully hard, and it was already getting close to my gag reflex.



While his buddy was busy getting warmed up in my mouth, the guy behind me had taken matters into his own hands. Slapping his meat on my round ass, he was already rock-hard. Sliding his cock down my back and over the top of my crack, I could feel the slick trail of lube left in its wake.



But I’m dripping wet, I thought. Why the hell would he need lube to fuck my – I stopped mid-thought. Time seemed to slow down as he slid his cock past my lower back, over my tail bone, down my ass crack and over my tight little virgin asshole, where he came to a stop. My heart began pounding at the realization that tonight wasn’t going to be all ‘fun and games’, not for me anyway. I hope Jenny was right about this, I thought to myself, heart pounding with uncertainty. Because it looks like I’m finding out, whether I want to or not!



Fully hard and, as regular as a metronome, the guy in front was pumping my mouth with no end in sight. Though my thoughts had been on what was about to happen to my poor innocent ass, I still subconsciously managed to maintain my duties as a diligent cocksucker. Tightening my lips and sucking hard, I flicked the tip of my tongue at the underside of his shaft.



“Oh, yeah, that’s perfect sweetheart,” he moaned. “I could do this all day!”



If I kept my mind on sucking cock, maybe I could block out the felling of one being ass fucked for the first time. Suddenly I felt it. Heavy pressure began to push against the rosebud that was my tiny opening.



“Fuck man, she’s tight as hell! She must be an anal virgin!” I could hear the guy behind me get excited at his discovery. He began to push harder, spreading my cheeks wide apart with his large hands. A searing pain shot through my abdomen as I felt his head pop through my tight little ring, sliding inside me.



Jenny was right, the feeling was unlike anything I’d felt before. It was amazing. His head was so big; it felt like he had stuffed an apple in my ass! Pushing forward; he began to feed his monster cock inside me, inch by inch, slow and steady, stopping only to get a firmer grasp on me by moving is hands around my hip.



Thoughts at the back of my mind told me he would only have done this for the purpose of ramming me the way he would a cheap slut he’d picked up in a bar, or so I feared (and secretly hoped). He continued sliding in me.



He has to be getting close to the end, I thought emphatically as I could feel pressure on my abdomen from the head of his cock.



“Ooh yeah, half way there, bitch,” he said.



It seemed impossible! I could feel him in my stomach already. His cock wasn’t only a mile long, it was also wider than I could have imagined. My hole was stretched so far that the dull pain was starting to make me dizzy, not that there was anything I could do to stop him.



All the while; I managed to keep my composure, not letting a little (or in this case fucking huge) sodomy stop me from sucking the meat I was so generously being fed.



I could feel myself starting to cum. Throughout this whole ordeal; my clit hadn’t been so much as touched once, yet here I was on the verge of my first earth-shattering orgasm, with 2 cocks that weren’t even balls-deep in me, much less anywhere close to dumping their loads!



“God damn you’re a good little cocksucker honey,” the guy in my mouth said. “If I wasn’t on a schedule, I’d let you blow me all day. I might even see if I can use you for my buddy’s bachelor party next week. 25 married men, a cabin in the wood, a lot of alcohol and a whole lot of pent up sexual aggression. I think you’ll fit right in!”



Depending on how this night ended, I might just take him up on that.



“But, sadly we don’t have alot of time together,” he continued as I tried to listen as best I could with a mouth full of dick. “So I’m going to have to get a move on I’m afraid, darlin’.” And with that, his regular stroke began to lengthen, increasing in speed. He was nowhere near the size or girth of his friend, who currently trying to get a blowjob from the wrong end, but he was easily 9.5 – 10 inches long. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat already. I was in trouble.

I lay with my back on the bed, holding my legs spread apart, feet next to my head. I had on my usual uniform for when Will fucked me: a bra, a thong (pulled off to the side), a short skirt, and heels. Will took a bottle of lube, put it up against my ass, and squeezed, almost giving me a lube enema. Once he was satisfied that my ass was slippery enough, he put his cock at my ass and began to push. As usual, my asshole resisted for a moment or two, then gave way to his large tool. I began to moan as Will reached down and twisted my nipples as he went balls deep into my ass.



“I’ve got something special planned for you tonight,” WIll said as he started slowly fucking me.



“Uoohhh mmm yea? Like whaaat oohh?” was my moan filled response.



“Well I’m showing you off for the first time. Johnny and I have some friends coming over and you’re the main entertainment for the evening.” As he explained this to me, he grabbed my ankles, pushed them back farther and started fucking me faster, using them as handles.”You’re gonna get WELL used tonight you fucking slut. And you know what? I bet you’re going to like it. Look at you now! We’re keeping you here against your will, yet you’re on your back moaning like a god damn porn star while I ream your ass.”



“Oaahhhh, I mean I may as ooohhhhh well enjoy it, not like mmmm I have a choice,” I replied.



“Hmmm good attitude…you’re still a whore though.” Will said as he slapped my cock. “I guarantee you won’t have anybody get you off tonight, so I may as well help you out with that now.” With that, he pulled my body up so my ass was way up in the air and I was more on my shoulders than my back. He continued to fuck me as he grabbed my cock and began to roughly jerk me off, not wanting me to think he enjoyed it.



“Mmmmm ohh yeah Will, fuck my ass. I may be a whore, but I’m a whore for you.” I definitely didn’t have any feelings for my captors, I didn’t love them or anything like that, but I did love the attention I received from them. I was digging the anal poundings that I was getting so often. It was far better than any type of sex I’d ever had before. I even enjoyed blowing them. I’d found a submissive streak that I didn’t know existed in me.



Before long I knew that I was going to cum soon. Will must have felt my ass tighten or my cock stiffen because almost immediately he said, “Time to swallow your own cum slut, open up!”



I obediently opened my mouth saying “Ahhhhh” like at the doctors while I began to shoot cum at my own face. The first spurt fell short hitting me in the chest (on the bra Will had me wearing), the second, third, and fourth spurts all fell squarely into my mouth. The rest began to dribble out of my cock onto my stomach as Will continued to fuck my ass.



“That’s a good girl,” he told me as I opened wide to show him my load, “Keep it in your mouth, I want my cum to join it.” I did as told and began swirling my cum around in my mouth, trying to avoid swallowing it. I had no clue how long it would be before Will would cum, but I would do my best not to disappoint him.



Maybe it was the site of my own cum in my mouth, or just my ass squeezing around his cock, but soon enough Will was ready to cum. As he pulled his cock out of my ass I spread my ass cheeks so he could see my gaping asshole. As I did that his dick began to pulse, even without him jerking it, and he began to shoot huge ropes of cum straight down into my mouth. It filled my mouth rather quickly and began to spill out the sides.



“Swallow slut,” he ordered me as he finished cumming and began to slap my ass with his still hard cock. I, of course, obeyed and swallowed our combined loads in one gulp. “By the way Sammy, company’s here already, so get ready to please.”



WIthout any warning I was picked up and thrown onto the bed by another large black guy who immediately plunged his already stiff cock into my gaping asshole. The man immediately began to thrust while two others walked around in front of me stroking their cocks, clearly wanting me to blow them. I grabbed one and began to suck the other, the man behind me forcing the cock in my mouth down into my throat.



The guy in my ass must have been extremely horny because after just a minute or two he began to cum deep in my ass. As soon as he pulled out, another cock replaced his. I switched the cocks in my hand and my mouth, knowing that if I didn’t please everyone adequately there’d be hell to pay later.



I gagged on the cock in my mouth as the guy behind me forced into me harder than usual. The one I was blowing grabbed the back of my head and began to cum down my throat as the one in my ass continued to fuck me hard. Once the one in my throat had enough, he pulled his cock out. I expected to take the one in my hand in my mouth next, but the guy in my ass grabbed me and pulled me back onto him so I was on my back.



The one in my hand pulled away and spread my legs. I realized what they were going to attempt and I was less than pleased. Sure enough, a few seconds later (long enough to lube up his cock) I felt him put his cock at my asshole. This wouldn’t have been a problem except for the fact that I already had a cock in my ass!



I felt the guy begin to try and push into my ass. Worse yet, I felt my ass begin to stretch and allow him entrance. After another minute or two he’d actually worked the head of his cock into my ass, and the rest soon followed. I was actually being DP’d!! Before I had time to get used to the DP, another cock was thrust into my mouth. I began to suck, knowing that’s what my captors would want.



The two in my ass took different rhythms at first. While one was thrusting in, the other was thrusting out. At random intervals they one would stop on the out stroke and they would both thrust in at once. The feelings that were coming from my ass were unbelievable. I’m sure I came multiple times, thing is, I really don’t know cause I was too absorbed in how my ass felt.



After a couple of minutes of this, in quite possibly the most extraordinary coincidence I’d ever been apart of, all three of the men fucking me began to cum within seconds of each other. My mouth got a fair sized load, but my ass was literally filled. I could feel cum squirting out from between the two cocks as they throbbed and shot cum into me.



As the two of them pulled out, a river of cum streamed from my ass and onto the bed. Will walked in as I got up (slowly and tenderly) and forced me to lick the cum up from the bed. “Good job sammy,” he said when I finished, “Now get ready for next time.”

I picture you staying in a nice mid level hotel here locally, maybe just stopping here on the way through to another destination. I am so excited as I get ready to see you, knowing that we will have the whole day together. My black skirt is long and lightweight, floating around my legs. I decided to skip the panties and the only other thing I am wearing is a tightly laced black satin corset with bright red cherries printed down the front. I clip a large red silk rose into my hair and slip into a pair of black leather peep toe stilettos.



The drive to your hotel is short and uneventful and the key card is waiting at the front desk when I arrive. I have added a black cropped jacket that makes the outfit a little more modest but I still get a little thrill wondering what the staff is thinking. Your room is on the third floor and When I step off the elevator I realize that it at the far end of the hall by the fire stairs.



You told me to use the key and just come on in so I do and the sound of the shower running tells me where you are. I debate for a moment whether to interrupt you but decide that I want you to come out and find me waiting. I shrug out of my jacket and quietly place it and my purse on a chair before curling my legs under me in the center of the big king bed. I take a moment to fluff my skirt and hair. The sound of the water stops and I can hear you moving the curtain back. Instantly wet, I lean forward a little to better display my big creamy breasts, already threatening to pop out of the tightly laced corset.



The door opens and you don’t see me at first because you are drying your face with the towel. I bite my lip to silence a delighted gasp when I see that you didn’t bother to put on any clothes before leaving the bathroom. You are even more impressive in person and I can’t wait to touch and lick every thick inch of you. You drop the towel and your eyes sparkle to discover me curled up on your bed.



“Well, hi there.” Your words are quiet and your normal jovial personality seems tempered by something dark and smouldering. “Come here.” I shiver but obey instantly, thrilled at the commanding tone in your voice. My sexy heels bring my eyes in line with the bottom of your chin and when I tilt my face up expectantly, you chuckle and brush your lips across mine. One of your big hands tangles in my hair and the other wraps around my back, drawing me up against your strong body. I can feel the hard heat of you through the thin cotton of my skirt and a trickle of helpless moisture slicks my already dripping pussy.



Your lips crush down on mine harder now and a gentle stroke of your tongue parts my lips on a soft moan. You are an incredible kisser, never sloppy and leaving me wanting more. I pant faster as you kiss and nip down the column of my throat and across the plump tops of my breasts. Your tongue delves into the deep crease between them and makes me shiver. I feel your hands working behind my back and soon the corset is loosened and shoved down below my aching hard nipples. I am surprised when you tug it tight again.



“Put your hands behind your back.” You growl as you lap one hard, rosy peak after the other. It feels so good I don’t even question you and a delicious tendril of fear curls in my belly when you tie my wrists securely against my back with my corset laces. “Now down on your knees.” You help me to kneel in front of you and stroke my cheek and hair, letting me take my time.



I lean forward eagerly, swirling my tongue around the broad head, tasting the pre-cum collecting there. The taste of you only seems to excite me even more so on a soft moan I lean forward farther sinking your cock deep into my eager mouth. You are so thick that I don’t know how much I will be able to take but I relax my throat and let the head slip into my throat. I fight the gag reflex and pull back for a breath, my tongue swirling crazily against the underside of you, sweeping across all of your most sensitive places. Your hand on the back of my head pulls me forward again so you can sink deep into the heated wetness of my willing throat. I struggle a little to take you all in but a few strokes later, I feel my nose brush against the curls on your groin.



You groan quietly and tremble a little fighting for control. I suck harder and tighten my lips around your girth, trying to make your resolve crumble. I want to taste you and feel you spilling your cum down my throat. My eager little moans and whimpers vibrate around your shaft and I feel your cock jump and thicken even more just a moment before my mouth and throat is flooded with jet after jet of your hot seed. I can feel dampness trickle down my leg. It is such a turn on to make you lose control. Your still hard cock slips from my lips and I kiss and lick gently, swallowing your load and making sure you watch me lick up the little trickle still escaping you.



After a moment, you pull me to my feet and clutch me tight against you. Kissing my bare shoulders and the top of my exposed breasts. You are very calm now and your touch is gentle but you don’t seem inclined to untie me. I feel my legs bump into the side of the mattress and one of your big calloused hands slips under the edge of my skirt, dragging it up until you cup the bare skin of my ass.



“Mmmmmm. No panties? Very naughty.” Your whisper brushes across my ear and you slip your other hand under my skirt to knead and massage my plump ass cheeks. You lean forward, softly biting my neck until I am tipped off balance and tumble backward onto the bed. My big boobs jiggle invitingly and I giggle when you shove my thighs apart and flip my skirt out of your way. Giggles turn quickly to moans as you nip and lick my inner thighs. You avoid the one place I want you to touch most but drive me wild by getting closer and closer only to move away again.



I spread my thighs wide for you whimpering, needing you so badly, moving my hips restlessly. With my arms bound I can’t guide your sweeping tongue to my weeping center and I moan helplessly. I am so close. All I need is your tongue on my clit to make me cum. Finally you lick hard from my asshole all the way to my throbbing clit and I squeal with the intense waves of my climax.



You move up my body and suck hard at my exposed nipples, slowly sinking your cock deep into my still clenching pussy. You are so thick I can hardly take you inside and I am so wet. Your lips find mine and you pinch and pluck at my tight, tingling nipples. You rock your hips forward to give me that last fraction of an inch and I know you are going to make me cum again. You bend me over nearly double and rest my stiletto clad feet on your broad shoulders. Your slow pace is intensely pleasurable and maddening at the same time.



One of your big hands strokes down my body and you increase the speed and force of your thrusts, finally giving me the hard fucking I am craving. You wet your fingers in the slick juices pouring from my desperately aroused pussy, sliding first one and then two thick fingers into my tight asshole. My back arches as you thrust your fingers and your big cock faster and harder. Suddenly my orgasm crashes over me in violent waves, almost painful in its intensity. My pussy clenches tightly and I can feel you throb inside me as you flood my insides with hot cum.



After a moment, our shuddering calms and you lower my legs to the bed with gentle hands. you collapse next to me and cuddle me close while you reach around me and untie my hands. I smile when you kiss the slight red marks on the pale skin of my wrists…

8



Stacy and Dave were still gone when I got back to the condo. I imagined it would take a little longer for Stacy to get fucked by the three of them than it would take for me to finish with Sara so it made sense for me to get back first. I tried to stay up so I could talk to Stacy about the plan tomorrow but unfortunately ended up passing out.



In the morning I woke up and wanted to chat with Stacy right away. I wanted to make sure she was game before Sara showed up and started the fun. Luckily Dave was in the shower when I came out of my bedroom so I went into their room to talk to Stacy. She was in bed reading a magazine and I quickly told her about what Sara wanted to do. Stacy’s reaction was better than I hoped as she declared that to be one of the hottest and nastiest ideas she’s ever heard. She was more than willing to help out and said she could not wait to see Sara pummeled by Hank’s huge dick.



I had gotten pretty horny from all this talk so I got between Stacy’s legs and started fucking her. I told her all about my night with Sara as I slammed my cock into her snatch. I could tell Stacy was getting really turned on as her cunt juiced all over my dick. Eventually Dave came out of the shower and came in the room for a quick blowjob while I fucked her pussy. He quickly dumped a load down Stacy’s throat and left to pick up his family. I quickly dumped my own load into Stacy’s snatch and we both headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower.



When Dave got back with the others, Sara was definitely dressed for the plan. She had on a short, frilly skirt and a tight halter top that showed a ridiculous amount of cleavage. She had a sexy pair of knee-high leather boots to complete the package. When we had a second alone she showed me how she could roll the skirt at the waist to increase the shortness as much as she wanted. She also showed me that she had no panties on as well to make things even better. Apparently she had already caught Todd checking her out a few times and even caught her dad taking a look at her ass at one point.



The plan for the day was to go to Universal Studios and Citywalk. Ron was going with us too and as soon as he showed up we piled into two cars and headed out. Janice, Stacy, and Todd went in Ron’s car. I imagined that Todd was wishing his mom wasn’t around so he could get some action on the way down. I rode down with Sara and Hank in Dave’s car.



Sara was sitting in the back right seat behind Hank. In this position she was right in Dave’s view every time he checked his rearview mirror. I watched as Sara slowly spread her legs until I was sure that if Dave looked he would be able to see right up her skirt and get a view of her exposed snatch. I quickly noticed Dave start to check his mirror more and more frequently as we drove along. I looked over at Sara and winked to let her know Dave was checking her out.



“Hey Jeff, do you think we could switch seats? I’m getting a little carsick looking at the city flying by outside my window,” Sara said after a few minutes.



I agreed and Sara leaned forward so I could move behind her and switch seats. As she did this she was forced to lean over the center console and give Hank and Dave a good view of her cleavage. I could see both of them glancing down at her ample rack as I scooted behind her. Sara made sure to sit back real quick and press her ass into my dick as I squeezed by.



Now she was sitting behind Dave so that if Hank looked in the mirror he would get the view of her. She slowly spread her legs again and I watched as Hank did eventually glance at the mirror and I could tell he definitely noticed. I watched as he didn’t just glance, but stare at the reflection of his daughter’s snatch. Sara was starting out strong with her teasing and they were totally going for it.



We arrived at the park and headed in to check out the attractions. Standing in line for the rides and shows turned out to be the most interesting. Both of the girls did the best to tease the shit out of us guys. Stacy was dressed for the occasion as well, with a skimpy pair of denim shorts and a tight tube top. The girls were bending and leaning over at every possible chance to expose themselves to us in one way or another. I could not even count the amount of times that Sara dropped her water bottle in front of one of us, just so she could bend over and show us her bare ass and snatch. I wondered if any of the guys even wondered why she wasn’t wearing panties or even cared for that matter. The day was ridiculous and I could not believe how oblivious Janice was to everything that was going on.



Sara was all over her family. Whenever she had the chance she would be leaning or rubbing up against her dad, brothers, or cousin. To most people it would seem like normal affection but I could see the sexual undertones happening. There would be the occasional press of one of her tits or her ass into one of the guys. I saw quite a few “accidental” crotch grabs by Sara throughout the day. At one point, when we were on the tram ride, Sara got “scared” and jumped back, “accidentally” putting her hand on her dads crotch. For it second it looked like she actually took a grip of his member as she braced herself. Hank looked a little surprised for a second but after Sara went back to watching the attractions he spent most of the time lewdly staring at her.



Sara’s skirt slowly hiked itself up throughout the day as well. By the time we were walking back to the parking lot her skirt was barely a few inches in length and every time she moved it would flash a bit of ass and the occasional shot of twat. Hank and Janice were walking hand in hand in front of us while Stacy and Sara walked together behind them. The rest of us guys were walking behind the girls openly staring at their luscious asses. I could tell Todd was super horny because he could not stop from occasionally rubbing his dick through his pants as he walked. The lewdest part about it was that he was staring at Sara’s ass most of the time. Ron was doing the same as he kept sneaking glances at the flashing ass of his cousin. Even Dave was dividing his time between looking at Stacy and Sara’s asses.



At the wish of Janice we switched up the seating for the car ride back. Janice, Hank, and Stacy were going to ride back with Dave and Todd, Sara, and myself would ride back with Ron. I sat in the front with Ron and Todd and Sara sat in the back seat. Sara was sitting behind me and I looked back to see that she already had her legs slightly spread to give Ron a view if he looked in his rearview mirror.



We were on the freeway for a few minutes when I saw Ron finally notice the view in the mirror. He looked over at me and gave me a wink and a nod in the direction of the back seat. I watched as he continuously glanced at his mirror as he started to rub himself through his pants.



We were half way home when Todd noticed what Sara was doing. I saw him do a bit of a double take and then a look of understanding flooded over his face. I wasn’t completely sure, but I think he just figured out what his sister had been up to all day. Todd didn’t do anything crazy but instead just sat there and acted as if nothing was going on. That was until he did something significant by unzipping his fly and pulled out his hard cock.



Todd just sat there and stroked his dick as he looked over at his sister. It took a minute before Sara looked over and saw what her brother was doing. Her eyes went wide as she watched him stroke his fat member right next to her. Without saying a word, Sara leaned over and took her brothers cock into her mouth. Todd threw his head back and let out a sigh as Sara started to bob her head up and down on his prick. I saw Ron glance in his mirror and see what was going on in his back seat.



“Holy shit! What the fuck! I fuckin knew it!” he exclaimed as he did his best to concentrate on driving. “I knew you were a fuckin slut Sara, teasin us all God damn day!”



Sara didn’t reply as she gagged and forced her brothers cock down her throat. Todd groaned as he grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth. At this point Ron had pulled out his dick and was stroking it as he drove. Sara reached forward, while still keeping Todd’s dick in her mouth, and grabbed a hold of Ron’s prick. He let out a groan as his cousin started to jerk his cock.



“How’s it feel to have your dick down your sister’s throat Todd?” I asked.



“Oh man, it’s fucking amazing man,” Todd answered as he groaned with his dick buried in his sister’s throat. “I knew she was a slut and now I’m finally getting to sample her myself.”



It had been a long day and Todd was very horny as he let out a grunt and started cumming in his sisters mouth without any warning. Sara choked for a second and then got a hold of herself and swallowed down her brothers semen. Once Todd was done Sara pulled his cock from her mouth and, without saying anything, leaned over the center console, got her head onto Ron’s lap, and took his throbbing dick into her mouth. I had to put my hand on the wheel and help Ron steer as Sara gulped his prick down her throat. It appeared as if she had grown very accustomed to deepthroating a big cock after last night with me.



Ron only lasted a couple of minutes himself before he groaned and pumped a load of jizz down his cousins throat. Sara eagerly gulped it down without missing a drop. She pulled his shrinking cock from her mouth, leaned back in her seat, and licked her lips with a grin.



“Mmmm, now that was a tasty snack.”



“Holy shit sis, if I knew you were this much of a slut I would have been feeding you my sperm for years now,” Todd exclaimed as he started to grab at Sara.



Sara giggled as her brother manhandled her. Todd went to town as he groped at her tits, ass and cunt for the rest of the ride back. By the time we got back to the condo I could tell he was in a frenzy to fuck his own sister.



9



Everyone was back at the condo for an hour when Janice announced that she was not feeling well from the long day we had and would like to go back to the hotel for the night. She insisted that we don’t let her be a downer and that the rest of us should have a fun time together. Dave left to give her a ride back to the hotel while the rest stayed behind to start the BBQ and drinking.



It looked as if Todd was going to drag his sister off into a dark corner to fuck her when Hank came up and took Sara outside for a “talk”. I was in the kitchen doing some prep work for dinner so I had a great view of their conversation. I watched as they seemed to have a very intimate chat with each other. I was wondering if they were talking about the days teasing when I got my confirmation as Hank leaned down and began to passionately kiss his tiny daughter.



Sara responded by thrusting her body into his. Hank grinded his crotch into her belly as he reached back and kneaded her tight ass cheeks while still kissing her. I was getting pretty hard watching this as Sara jumped up and wrapped her legs around her dads waist while still keeping her tongue in his mouth. Her incredibly short skirt rode all the way up to completely expose her ass and dripping snatch. Hank reached down and felt her exposed privates. It was such an obscene sight as he inserted a few fingers into his daughter’s asshole and pussy. The kitchen window was open and I could hear Sara groaning into her father’s mouth as he fingerfucked her.



Just as I was pulling out my dick to start stroking it, I watched as Hank reached down with his other hand and released his huge cock from his shorts. He aimed his massive prick at his tiny daughter’s tight little snatch and began to push. Sara threw her head back and moaned as Hank’s dick slowly began to force its way into her cunt. It was a ridiculous sight as his incredibly fat cock seemed to be splitting her open down below. Sara’s juices ran out of her snatch and down her dad’s cock, lubricating it for easier insertion. Father and daughter embraced each other as he slowly started to pump his cock in and out of her twat. With each thrust he was able to force a bit more of his member into her sucking pussy.



Stacy came in to the kitchen to see what I was doing and stopped short when she saw what I was looking at outside.



“Now that is fucking sexy,” she said as she reached down and took over stroking my throbbing cock for me.



I was so horny from watching Hank and Sara that I grabbed Stacy and yanked her shorts down. I pulled her in front of me, spread her ass cheeks to expose her cunt, and shoved my hard dick balls-deep into her wet pussy in one thrust. Stacy looked back at me and grunted as I started to fuck her pretty hard.



“Someone…ugh..got horny….umph…from watching…oomph….some father….ow…..daughter action,” Stacy grunted as I slammed my hard cock into her pussy.



We stood in the kitchen and fucked while we watched the action outside. Hank was really fucking Sara now as he was somehow able to get just about the full length of his member inside of her with each thrust. Sara was moaning and groaning as her dad fucked her in the middle of the patio. It was such a lewd, obscene sight to watch the father’s huge prick spreading his daughters tiny cunt.



After a couple of minutes Ron and Todd must have finally heard something because they came into the kitchen to see what was going on.



“Hey what the? Holy shit!” Todd exclaimed as he saw me fucking Stacy and then saw his dad fucking his sister outside.



“Fuck yea, looks like we’re in for a fun one tonight,” Ron said as he started to strip off his clothes. He made to go outside when Stacy stopped him.



“Wait! Let them finish before you guys go crazy. That’s something special.”



Ron nodded and made do by coming over to us so Stacy could jerk on his dick. Todd stripped off his own clothes and started stroking his hard cock as he watched the action outside. I could tell he was entranced by the sight of his dad and sister going at it. I could also tell that he wanted in on that sister action too as he completely ignored Stacy for the time being.



I continued to fuck Stacy for a few more minutes as we watched the nastiness outside. Hank was really slamming his huge cock into Stacy’s pussy when he let out a loud groan and buried his shaft to the hilt in her snatch. Stacy moaned along with him as he held it there and was obviously blowing his load into her. It was a huge amount of cum as it began to spill out of her tight, tiny cunt and run down her father’s balls. When Hank was finally finished even more jizz spilled out and down his shaft as he lowered his daughter down and pulled his cock from her sucking pussy.



Sara amazed us by immediately going to her knees so she could lick and clean her father’s cock. We watched as she licked all of his cum and her juices off of his slowly deflating member. Todd was done watching and headed out to the patio. He gave his dad a high five as he lifted his sister off the ground. He yanked her skirt down and bent her over the back of a patio chair. He inserted his cock into her freshly fucked pussy once so he could lube it up with scum and then aimed it at her tight asshole.



I continued to fuck Sara as I watched Todd shove his hard cock into his sisters tight butthole. Hank sat back on another chair and watched as his son anally fucked his daughter. All this nastiness was too much for me and I grunted as I let loose a torrent of jizz into Stacy’s cunt. As I finished flooding her snatch with man goo Dave got back to see all of the action going on.



“What the fuck is going on?” he said as he watched his brother ass fuck his sister while his dad watched. “Damn, I had a feeling she was teasing us but I did not see this coming.”



Dave completely ignored Stacy bent over the sink as he stripped his clothes off and headed out to the patio. Ron was right there though as he took my spot behind Stacy and shoved his dick into her asshole. Stacy moaned as Ron assfucked her while we watched Dave go up to Stacy and feed her his cock while Todd fucked her ass from behind.



It was such an incredibly nasty, taboo sight to see Hank sitting there stroking his dick while he watched his two sons plow their cocks into his daughter from both ends. Sara was moaning and groaning around Dave’s cock in her mouth as she was obviously loving all of the attention she was getting. I left Ron and Stacy fucking in the kitchen and went outside and sat down on a chair next to Hank.



“It’s been a pretty crazy California vacation, hasn’t it?” I asked Hank.



Hank looked over at me and grinned. “Yea you could say it has been pretty crazy. How did I end up with such horny, perverted kids?”



“Cause they have a horny, perverted dad. That’s why.”



“Yea, that could be it,” Hank laughed. “Wow, Sara is incredible. What a slut she turned out to be. It’s gonna be interesting keeping shit from Janice when we get back home. I feel sorry for the woman but she just let herself go into her own world and doesn’t want to come back pretty much.”



We sat there for a few minutes as we watched Dave and Todd grunting and high-fiving each other as they got a good rhythm going with Sara. They were alternating between Todd slamming his cock all the way into her ass and Dave shoving his prick all the way down her throat. It was a ridiculously nasty sight as Hank and I sat there stroking our dicks.



“Damn, my daughter is a nasty slut, but I tell you what, I’m gonna miss Stacy when we head home,” Hank said as he gestured to the kitchen window where you could see her leaned over the kitchen counter with Ron holding one of her legs up while he assfucked her.



“I could see why. You know when you guys head back home and Dave comes with you, I’m gonna have her all to my self for a few days.”



“Ha! You lucky dog. That should be a fun time.”



“I think it will be,” I said.



Right about then Dave and Todd both let out loud groans as they both exploded inside Sara in unison. She moaned and gurgled as Todd unloaded his jizz deep in her ass and Dave blasted his cum down her gulping throat.



“Now that is a fucking sight!” Hank yelled as he watched his two sons filling his daughter with their seed.



Todd and Dave both collapsed back, exhausted, as they pulled their slimy cocks out of their sister. Sara stood up on wobbly legs after the fucking she had just received from her family.



“Mmm, that was great guys,” Sara said as she licked a bit of Dave’s cum off her lips. “I think I’m gonna take a quick shower and freshen up before we play some more.”



Sara still had her top on and she stripped it off as she walked, revealing her perky little tits. We all grabbed our dicks and watched her as she headed back into the condo. She wagged her ass at us for a couple of seconds before she went inside. It looked like Ron had unloaded his jizz into Stacy’s ass as they were finishing up in the kitchen. Sara grabbed Stacy by the hand and the two of them headed into the bathroom to shower together.



“Now that has gotta be hot sight,” I said. “The two of them showering together, squeezing out and washing all that cum from their cunts and assholes.”



Hank looked at me and then stood up and walked into the condo, going into the bathroom. I jumped up and followed him, Dave and Todd coming in behind me. We all walked into the bathroom to see a lovely sight. The girls were in the shower, with Sara pressed up against the wall and Stacy crouched down behind her with her face buried in Sara’s ass. Stacy was literally sucking Todd’s cum out of her asshole. Sara turned around and Stacy started going down on her snatch as she licked what was left of Hank’s jizz from her pussy. We stroked our cocks and watched as Stacy stood up and Sara returned the favor on her.



It was such a nasty, sexy sight that we could not help it as we all pushed into the shower and joined them. It was a big shower but still a tight fit for all of us as we crowded around the two girls. Dave pushed Stacy to the ground where she crouched with Sara as we waved our big dicks in their faces. No one said a word as Hank grabbed Stacy’s head and started shoving his huge cock down her throat. I grabbed Sara and knew she was ready this time as I shoved my prick down her gullet. She gagged as my balls slapped against her chin but still took my cock down like a pro.

Todd smacked his cock against the side of his sister’s face as she made lewd gurgling noises while I fucked her mouth. I looked over to see drool spilling down Stacy’s chin as Hank pumped his huge dick in and out of her mouth. After a minute I yanked Sara off my cock and Todd grabbed her, shoving his prick down her throat. Hank passed Stacy over to Dave and he quickly started facefucking his girlfriend.



We slowly passed the girls around in a circle, taking our turns on shoving our cocks down their throats and giving them a good mouth fucking. When Sara got to her dad she looked up at him and smiled.



“Mmm, your cock is so big daddy,” she purred as she tried to wrap her tiny hand around his fat prick. “It’s gonna be tough to get it down my tight little throat.”



“We’re just going to have to try baby,” Hank said as he pressed the head of his member to his daughters lips.



Ron was busy throatfucking Stacy as we watched Sara open her mouth as wide as she could to take her dad’s cock in. It was such a filthy, sexy sight as we watched such a massive tube of meat forcing itself into her mouth. Dave reached over and put his hand on the back of Sara’s head and started pushing. Sara gagged and choked as Hank’s prick was slowly forced down her little throat. It was an obscene sight to see her throat stretch and bulge as his shaft pushed down her gullet. Sara looked up at her dad and made sexy gurgling noises when he had all 11 inches of his cock buried in his daughters throat.



“Yea! My sister the cock hungry slut!” Todd yelled as he watched his dad start to throatfuck Sara.



It looked like a magic trick every time Hank pulled his massive cock from Sara’s mouth and made it disappear down her throat again. I thought Hank might bruise his daughters throat as he slammed his prick down her gullet. Ron passed Stacy to me and I immediately shoved my cock into her grinning face. She groaned with pleasure as I jammed my dick all the way down her throat. I was starting to give Stacy’s mouth a good fucking when I heard Hank groan in the corner.



Hank shoved his huge dick down Sara’s throat and grunted as he spilled his jizz down his daughter’s throat. Sara started choking as his huge load of cum was way too much for her. We all watched as she gagged and semen spilled out of the corners of her mouth and a little bit even came out her nose. Hank didn’t seem to care as he held his daughter there and continued to flood her mouth with jizz. Hank finally finished and yanked his cock from her throat as Sara belched and a ton of cum spilled out her mouth and down her tits.



Stacy jumped off my cock and leaned over to Sara and started to lick the cum from her tits. Eventually she rose up and started to lick the cum off Sara’s chin as they began to kiss each other. This was too much for Dave as he grabbed his girlfriend and shoved his cock down her throat. He grunted as he started to spew his seed down her throat. I had been jerking on my own dick and felt my load coming so I grabbed Sara and pushed my prick down her throat. Sara gagged on the sudden intrusion of man meat as I started cumming down her throat. This time she struggled a little but was able to gulp my entire load of sperm down. As soon as I finished Todd grabbed her and started feeding his sister her third load of cum in a couple minutes. I looked over and Ron was busy spurting another load of man goo down Stacy’s throat.



When we finally finished the two girls collapsed against each other, exhausted. They were both saliva and cum covered messes. Me and the other guys got out of the shower so they could finally clean themselves up. As we dried ourselves and got dressed we decided that we should just go out to dinner instead of BBQing. We passed this on to the girls, who were still showering, and told them to dress sexy for us.



10



Stacy and Sara both looked incredible when we were ready to leave. They were both wearing short, frilly skirts, just like what Sara had worn during the day, that they could hike up and make even shorter when they wanted. Tight halter tops and high-heeled shoes completed their sexy ensemble. Me and the other guys could not stop grabbing their asses every time they walked by us.



We decided to walk down to a restaurant at the pier and I could not believe how many guys were checking out Stacy and Sara as we walked along. It was Sunday night so the bars and restaurants were pretty crowded as we got to the pier. We picked a restaurant and we were lucky enough to get a big booth in the back for the seven of us after waiting a few minutes.



Every time our server came to our table I noticed that he could not stop himself from checking out Stacy and Sara. They were both showing quite a bit of cleavage and the kid could not stop himself from looking at their luscious tits bursting out of their halter tops. Sara giggled when I pointed this out to her and adjusted her top so that she was showing even more of her tits the next time he came back.



After we had finished eating and were enjoying our drinks Stacy announced that she “wanted some dessert” and slid down underneath our table. Ron had been sitting on her right side and I watched as his eyes widened and glazed over with pleasure. It was obvious that Stacy was down under the table with Ron’s cock in her mouth. Stacy gave me a really nasty idea which I quickly whispered to Sara. She giggled and gave me an enthusiastic nod as I waved over our server.



“Hey Jimmy,” I said as I looked at his name tag. “My friend, Sara, here has a secret that she would like to tell you.



Todd and I scooted out of the booth as Sara beckoned Jimmy to come sit next to her. The kid (he looked like he was barely over 18) looked nervous as he sat down in the booth next to Sara. Todd and I sat back down so we could help cut off the view in case any of his coworkers saw him. I watched as Sara whispered something in his ear and his eyes went wide. She whispered something else and Jimmy nodded as Sara slid down her seat and underneath the table. I heard a fly unzip and Jimmy’s look of nervousness disappeared as Sara started to suck his cock. While Jimmy was receiving his tip he looked over at Ron and noticed Stacy’s head bobbing in his lap. Ron grinned and gave Jimmy a thumbs up as he realized what was going on.



Jimmy was only able to last a couple of minutes before he threw his head back and let out a low moan as he unloaded his cum down Sara’s throat. When he was finished he quickly adjusted and cleaned himself up before we let him leave the table. He thanked us for an “awesome tip” and went right back to work.



Sara was about to climb back on her seat when I pushed her back to the floor and unzipped my fly. She knew exactly what I wanted as she pulled out my cock and started gobbling it while I sat and drank my beer. It was such a wonderful feeling to sit there in the restaurant drinking my beer and enjoying a great blowjob from such a sexy little slut.



By the time we were ready to pay our bill Stacy and Sara had successfully sucked a load out of each of us from underneath the table. Stacy looked so sexy with a bit of cum dribbling from one corner of her mouth as she sat back on the booth. After we paid Jimmy came back to our table and thanked us again for a great time. He gave Sara a piece of paper with his number on it and told her she could call whenever.



“Hmm, the kid did have a big cock,” she said as she stuck the number down her cleavage. “Just in case it comes in handy later on.”



After dinner we decided to head down to a nearby club to do a little dancing. We were all over the girls on the dance floor. We were practically double penetrating the girls as one of us would be grinding on them from behind and another from the front. At one point me and the guys took a break to grab a drink while the girls continued dancing. We watched as guys descended on their sexy little bodies like flies. They seemed to be enjoying every second of having all those male bodies bumping and grinding on them.



The drinks kept flowing and eventually Todd had one too many and found himself puking in the bathroom. Hank decided it was time for his youngest to call it a night and decided that the two of them would get a cab ride back to their hotel. He told Dave and myself to keep an eye on Sara and make sure she stayed safe for the night. As drunk as Todd was I could tell he was disappointed to have to leave the girls. He kept complaining about how all he wanted was a blowjob as Hank dragged him from the club and into a cab.



After another half hour of dancing and drinking Ron announced that he was heading home for the night as well. Fifteen minutes after that Dave and Stacy came to me and said that they wanted to go home and fuck but Sara wanted to keep dancing. I agreed to stick around and get her back to the condo so they could leave to go do their thing. I thought to myself that this would also give me some one on one time with Sara later on as well.



I continued to dance with Sara but that proved to be more and more difficult as guys jostled around me, trying to dance and grind on her. She seemed to have unlimited energy as she danced non-stop with every guy around her. I thought about giving all the guys the impression that I was dating Sara but realized that would not work as she was grabbing and grinding on the crotch of every guy who danced with her. She had to have a dozen guys with rock hard dicks dancing around her at any given time.



I decided to go get another drink and keep an eye on Sara from the bar but when I turned around with my fresh beer she was no longer on the dance floor. In fact none of the guys who were dancing with her were on the dance floor any more either. I hadn’t thought Sara was that crazy but realized I might be wrong as I headed to the back of the club. There was a much longer line than normal for the mens bathroom and I had a good idea why. As I tried to bypass the line and head into the bathroom to see if Sara was in there a guy grabbed me and shoved me back.



“Hey man, you gotta wait your turn,” he drunkenly slurred and the guys around him nodded in agreement.



I decided it wouldn’t help Sara at all if I just got my ass kicked so I headed to the back of the line. There were at least a dozen guys ahead of me and it took almost fifteen minutes before I reached the doorway to the bathroom. The first thing I could hear was the definite sounds of nastiness coming from inside. I could hear the slapping sounds of fucking and the gurgling sounds of cocksucking coming from within.



When it was my turn to get inside the bathroom I was not completely surprised by the sight before me. Sara was bent over the bathroom sink with her skirt hiked up around her waist and her halter top pulled down to expose her tits. There was a young black guy busy fucking her pussy with a fat cock while an old white guy looked like he was blowing his load down Sara’s throat. As soon as the old man was done and left the black guy pulled his cock out and went up to her head. Before he stuck his dick in her mouth she looked behind and yelled “Next!” at the guy standing behind her who quickly moved in and shoved his small, hard cock into her asshole.



There were a couple of guys still ahead of me as I watched the routine go down. When it was your turn you stepped behind Sara and fucked either her pussy or asshole. When the guy at her mouth finished feeding her his cum you moved over there to do the same. This way no one was blowing their loads in her ass or cunt, to keep her clean for continuous fucking.



When it was finally my turn I stepped up behind Sara and admired her gaping pussy and asshole which had already accommodated a dozen cocks. Her ass looked the tightest so I pulled out my fat cock and pushed it in.



“Ooooh,” Sara moaned as she pulled the cock from her mouth and turned around. “Hey Jeff. I thought that big dick felt familiar.”



“You are such a degraded, filthy slut,” I said as I started to pump my cock into her asshole. “You are a nasty hooker who doesn’t care where she gets her cock from huh?”



“I’m a fucking whore!” Sara cried out as she took the strange cock in front of her face back into her mouth. She sucked on it like a maniac until the guy rewarded her with his cum.



I could tell the guy behind me was eager for some action so I pulled my cock from Sara’s ass with a wet pop and moved up to her face.



“You just let me know when you’ve had enough and need to get out of here,” I said as Sara started licking my cock. “These guys will keep on coming till the club closes I bet.”



“Mmm, sounds great to me. I’m loving this,” she said as she took my prick in her mouth and deepthroated me with ease while the next guy stepped up and started fucking her.



After a couple of minutes I unloaded my jizz down Sara’s throat and made room for the next guy. I wanted to make sure that she stayed safe so I stayed in the bathroom while the train of guys continued. Every once in a while a guy would question why I was there so I just told them I was Sara’s pimp. Sara would nod in agreement with a cock in her mouth and that would be enough for the guy.



It was probably a good hour before the line finally dwindled. I imagined that every guy out there was probably spent by now. I had seen most people come in for seconds at one point. Sara’s asshole and snatch were so stretched out from all the fucking that one guy with a small cock wasn’t even able to get any pleasure from her. Sara made up for it though by sucking him off instead.



The girl was a total mess as I helped her straighten herself up so we could head back to the condo. Sara actually looked a little sick and I wasn’t surprised as she had probably just swallowed close to fifty loads of cum. I imagined there was a ridiculous amount of jizz sloshing around in her stomach at the moment. I got my proof as we walked out the back of the club into the alley. Sara retched and suddenly threw up a huge amount of semen. White, gooey man juice splashed on the concrete as it poured out of Sara’s throat. I felt bad for her as she puked up all the cum. She was a slut but even that was too much for one girl to handle. The things that surprised me was the fact that she seemed really bummed about letting it all go to waste.



We walked back to the condo and when we got inside we could tell that Stacy and Dave had already gone to bed. We were both exhausted as we quietly went into my room and climbed into my bed. I was still horny though so I flipped Sara on to her belly and slowly started fucking her gaping asshole. Exhaustion quickly took over for horniness though and we eventually both fell asleep, my cock still buried in her shitter.



11



I woke up with a warm, tight sensation around my penis. I opened my eyes to see Sara sleeping with her back to me. I looked down between us and remembered last night as I looked at my cock buried in her ass. Sara woke up as my dick started to swell and harden inside her butthole, filling her up.



“Ooooh good morning you nasty fucker,” she said as turned to look at me.



“Good morning to you too you filthy slut,” I replied as my cock fully hardened and I started to give her a slow assfucking. “How do you feel after last night? Do you even remember pulling a train in the bathroom?”



“You mean, do I remember getting fucked by 30 guys and drinking down and puking up a huge amount of cum?” Sara said. “Of course I do. That was fucking amazing last night. Well, all of it except the cum puking part. What a waste.”



“Wow, you are such a degraded whore. I bet you feel pretty sore after last night.”



“Ouch, yea you could say that,” she said as I speared my cock into her asshole. “Go easy on me back there.”



Sara arched her back and leaned into me to shove her tongue into my mouth. We laid there in my bed kissing as I slowly fucked her butthole. Even after being fucked by a multitude of guys last night her sphincter was still incredibly tight. I lazily pumped my prick into her anus for a few minutes until I felt my orgasm swell in my balls. I grunted and Sara moaned as I spewed my jizz into her tight shitter. After I finished cumming I left my cock buried in her anal cavity as it slowly shrank.



After a few minutes Sara had fallen asleep again and I got up to use the bathroom. My head was swimming in a fog as I could feel a decent hangover starting to kick in. On my way back to my room, Dave poked his head out of his room to say what up. He informed me that the general consensus was that everyone was hung over. He had already talked to Hank and Todd and they were both laid up at the hotel. Even Janice was down for the count as she must have eaten something bad yesterday because she was still not feeling well. The plan was for everyone to take it easy and rest up during the day and that night we would meet up for one last final hurrah.



This sounded like a good idea to me so I headed back into my room and crawled into my bed with Sara. I imagined that she could definitely use a few more hours of rest after the night she just had. I eventually passed out again and we slept the day away. When we woke up around four we felt much more refreshed. I told Sara what the plan was as she crawled between my legs and started to slurp and suck on my prick. Sara suggested that she call Jimmy and see if he had any buddies that wanted to come by and join in the fun. She said that after all the fun she had last night at the club that it would be more fun for her and Stacy to have some more dick to go around.



I refrained from feeding Sara a load since I wanted to save all my energy for later. Instead we headed to the bathroom and took a refreshing shower together. We were part way through washing each other when Stacy came in and joined us. I was treated to a wonderful surprise as the two of them knelt down in the shower and started sucking my cock together. It was a beautiful sight to see my shaft buried down Stacy’s throat while Sara was licking my balls.



I had the girls put their heads next to each other so that I could go back and forth, fucking their pretty faces. I loved hearing them gag and choke on my cock as I alternated throatfucking the two of them. I wasn’t able to hold out very long as I pulled my dick from Sara’s mouth and started jerking on it. The girls knew what I wanted as they pressed their heads together and opened their mouths. I grunted as my cock exploded in front of them. I let a couple of spurts of jizz splat into Stacy’s mouth before I turned and blasted a few wads into Sara’s gullet. I moved back and forth as my dick spurted out a whole mess of cum.



When my orgasm was over the girls started to get me turned on again as they started to make out with each other. I watched with amazement as they slowly spit my cum back and forth into their mouths. Finally Sara opened her mouth and drooled a huge amount of jizz on to Stacy’s waiting tongue. She looked at me and smile as she gulped and swallowed down the whole gooey mess.



We finished up showering while Sara told Stacy her idea about giving Jimmy a call. Stacy agreed that was a great idea as she felt there could never be too much cock for them to handle. The more the merrier was her opinion. As soon as we were finished getting dressed Sara got on her phone and gave Jimmy a call. He answered and was more than eager to have some more fun with Sara. He even said that he could probably round up a couple of buddies to join in on the fun.



Around six in the evening Dave left to go pick up Todd and Hank. Luckily for us Janice was still under the weather and not in the mood to leave the hotel. After Dave left Sara and Stacy put on their bikinis and headed down to the beach to get some last rays of sun before the festivities began. I was cleaning up the house when Ron showed up with some beers. We cracked a couple open and drank and chatted while we pulled out the mattress and set up the living room for all the action that was to happen later on.

It was fun settling in to the new, still loving, but now very sexual relationship with my step mother. As weeks past we explored on another more and more. My step mother, Terri, leaned of my love of her panties and pantyhose, and how it got me off to see her pussy through her tight pants and shorts. I had learned that Terri likes sex to be a little rough sometimes, and that she likes to be spanked and pinched. And I came to realize how much I loved doing these things to her.



I was very young, somewhat immature, and very inexperienced when Terri and I began our new relationship. I wanted to make sure that I was pleasing her so I started doing some research. I watched a lot of videos, read sex manuals, studied the Kama Sutra, and found friends I could talk to about my situation and my step mother’s needs.



While reading I came across some material that covered submissiveness. This was not something I was familiar with, but as I read I began to think that Terri was either openly, or inwardly submissive. I decided that this was worth exploring further.



Terri had spent much of the afternoon in the sun, but I was studying for a summer college program so although I was as tempted as always, I left her to her tanning and just peeked at her through the window. In the late afternoon as she came back inside she hadn’t bothered to put her bikini top on. She strutted her little bubble but, wrapped in a tight and tiny bikini bottom, right through the family room and in to the kitchen. She knew that she had my attention, and that I was staring at her ass as she opened the fridge and bent over to grab a water bottle from the bottom shelf. Before she reached for the water she slid her index fingers into the leg openings of her bikini and pulled the sweaty material out of the crack of her ass. My cock began to grow immediately.



Terri took her water, looked over her shoulder and winked, and told me she was going to take a nice long shower. She may as well have taken a lipstick and written Fuck Me all over herself. My step mother is such a tease, but unlike my 18 year old girl friends, Terri never failed to put out.



I let Terri have a few minutes to get good and comfy in the shower before I walked in on her. At first I just watched. My step mother is so gorgeous; I was in awe for a few minutes as she touched herself. She massaged her breasts long past simply washing, and then she leaned her back against the wall of the shower and let both hands wander to her pussy. I was quietly enjoying the show as my step mother masturbated. With one hand she rubbed her clit, and with the other she began fingering herself. Terri didn’t open her eyes, but I know that she knew I was watching. She was masturbating as much for me as for herself.



Terri was now using both hands on her cunt, opening herself wide with her fingers. My eyes were glued to her as I had not seen her do this before. She was giving me a naughty anatomy lesson, and I was a good student. I could see her swollen and erect clitoris, her pee hole, and her puffy labia, all displayed for my pleasure. When Terri turned around and reached back with both hands to pry her ass cheeks open I almost came in my shorts. Her back was arched inward and her ass jutted out, and she had a very firm grip on her lily white cheeks. The pure white of her ass, and her ass crack were an amazing contrast to the rest of her tanned body. The way she had her ass pushed back I could see her long pussy lips hanging down, and the puckered slit of her asshole looked like it was aching for my tongue.



I had taken all the teasing I could stand. I quickly stripped naked and looked down at my cock. It was so hard that the swollen head looked angry and the skin on the head of my cock was so taut that it shined. As I opened the shower door my step mother played as if surprised and embarrassed. She made an attempt to cover herself, although there was no part of her body I had not laid my eyes, and tongue, on. I gently pushed her up against the shower wall, and standing behind her I began fondling her body. My erection was pressing against her ass and sliding across her hips. We were not speaking as my hands massaged her back and shoulders. I made the decision that this was a perfect time to see just how submissive my step mother might be.



With Terri still pressed against the shower wall, I wrapped one arm around her, my hand finding her tits, and with my finger I began pinching a nipple. My other hand slid up her back, between her shoulders and up her neck. I now had a full handful of my step mother’s hair and as I pulled her head back I spoke into her ear, “get on your knees.”



Terri was caught off guard and tried to look back at my face as she said, “What?”



I released my grip of her boob and slapped my hand hard onto her wet bare ass cheek. The sound was surprisingly loud due to the confinement of the shower, and the wetness of her skin. I had spanked her much harder than I had planned, but it felt so good.



“Owwww” Terri said, but she didn’t kneel, so I slapped her ass again.



Pulling her head back by her hair again, “I told you to get on your knees,” I whispered directly into her ear. This time I didn’t give her any time to respond before slapping her ass again.



“Baby,” she whimpered, still standing. This earned her several more slaps to her perfect ass.



After a dozen very hard spanks Terri’s ass cheek was bright red, and at this point I became more forceful. Dragging her down by pulling her hair I spoke much louder, “I told you to get on your knees, and I meant it.” Terri dropped to her knees and quickly turned to face me. My cock was now pointing directly at her face. I reach out and now held my step mother by a handful of hair on top of her head. “Open your mouth,” I commanded. Terri just stared up at me with the sexiest pout on her face, like she couldn’t believe I was treating her this way. But, I had come this far, and I was going to go all the way.



“I said open your mouth mom.” My step mother’s almost playful defiant pout quickly turned to shock as my open hand slapped across her face. Her cheek now stinging, Terri complied, looking up and opening her mouth wide as I raised my hand to deliver another slap. Instead of slapping her again I pulled her head forward, pushing my cock all the way into her throat.



I fucked Terri’s throat for several minutes, and I even held my open hand up a few times, threatening to slap her again. I found that this encouraged Terri to become very excited about sucking my cock. At one point I did slap her face again, while my cock was still in her mouth, “don’t forget my balls,” I said. Terri quickly adjusted herself so she could suck my balls before returning to my shaft.



I could feel my balls tightening and I really wanted to fuck Terri’s throat hard. I stepped forward slightly, causing her to grab my ass to keep from falling over. She was now having a hard time balancing herself and ended up just sitting on her butt as I fucked her mouth. She had lost all pretense of control. Her legs were straight out, and her arms were now limp at her sides. As I bucked forward, thrusting into her mouth, the back of Terri’s head had banged a few times into the shower wall. By the time I came, with the head of my cock wedged into her throat, I was holding her by both sides of her head, my step mother’s head was firmly pressed against the shower wall as she surrendered to accepting my semen. She really didn’t need to swallow because my cum had spurted right down her throat. I could hear her gurgling a little, but she never gagged. She had completely submitted to being used for my pleasure.



As I released Terri’s head and stepped back, my cock slipped from her mouth. Terri sat there on her ass, body limp, mouth still wide open, and she was looking up at me expressionless. If I had still been hard I could have put my cock right back into her mouth and she would have accepted it without question. I sat down in the shower with her, and as soon as I did, she laid her head on my shoulder and began kissing my neck and face. We sat there in the spray of the shower kissing for a few minutes before I stood back up. I had learned something new about my step mother, and I knew it would bring me much pleasure. I opened the shower door and looked down at Terri and said, “I’ll see you at dinner, and I want you in a dress and looking perfect.” I knew I had her when she bit her lower lip.



I decided to go out for a couple of hours and not come back until dinner time. I came home right as Terri was putting dinner on the table. She didn’t hear me come in so I walked up and embraced her from behind. She was not at all startled as she melted into my arms. I was gentle and tender as I kissed her neck, enjoying her scent as I caressed her hips and belly.



I stepped back to enjoy the sight of this beautiful woman. She was wearing a soft pink and white dress that really showed of her tan and her ample cleavage, and her 3 inch strappy sandals gave her thighs a perfect curve. The dress was snug across her belly and ass and accentuated her curvy hips. Her hair was perfect, as was her make-up. I noticed that Terri had gone a little heavier than normal with her mascara and eyeliner which she knew turned me on. As I turned her to kiss her mouth her hand slid down to my crotch and she gripped my cock through my jeans as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. I had one hand on the back of her head and the other gripping her ample ass as we kissed for a few moments.



“Dinner’s ready baby” she said as she sat at the table.



As I sat across from her all I could think about was having her for dinner. We ate and chatted about the week past, and the week ahead. There was nothing sexual in our chat; it was a quite average mother son conversation, other that the fact that as I looked at her I knew I was completely in love.



As we finished eating Terri removed all the dishes from the table as our conversation continued. When the entire table was cleared she called from the kitchen, “are you ready for dessert?”



I hadn’t seen any dessert, but I said, “sure” with a smile.



Terri walked back into the dining room and bent over and kissed me on the cheek. She then hiked her dress up just enough that she could step over me, straddling my lap. The bending over and resting her elbows on the table, Terri looked back at me, wiggling her ass in my face she said, “I’m your dessert baby, eat mommy up.”



I was already licking my lips as I enjoyed her with my eyes and hands. I laid my head on Terri’s ass, loving the feel of the soft fabric on my face and inhaling deeply to catch the scent of the perfume that my step mother sprays into her panties just for me. Massaging her gently all over before sliding my hands up her thighs and slowly pushing her dress further up her hips.



As her dress finally came up over her bubble butt she heard me gasp. Terri was wearing a pair of sheer white open crotch panties that I had never seen. I just stared in lust before saying simply, “oh mom.”



“Do mommy’s panties make you happy baby?”



“Oh yes mommy” I replied as my mouth came down and my tongue licked the crack of her ass.



For the next several minutes I ate my step mother’s ass. I licked up and down her ass crack, kissed and nibbled her sweet cheeks, and I spread her open with my hands and kissed, licked, sucked, and tongue fucked her butthole.



After her anal tongue bath, Terri stood and turned around. She sat on my lap, straddling just one of my legs. Terri wrapped her arms around my head and pulled my face to her cleavage as she started rocking her hips. She was masturbating on me, rubbing her cunt on my leg as I kissed be breasts. I could hear her breathing getting deeper as she became more enthusiastic with her cunt rubbing. She finally let out a long loud moan, gripping my neck tightly and holding me to her chest as she came.



Terri’s orgasm was long and intense, her body shuddering uncontrollably for over a minute. I enjoyed ever second. When she regained control she lowered her face to mine and we kissed, and we kissed, and we kissed some more. I could feel her wetness on my leg, and my cock throbbed.



As my gorgeous step mother stood, she looked down at the leg she had been masturbating against. The entire thigh area of my pant leg was soaked. Terri coyly bit her lit looking up at me as if embarrassed that she had made a mess. But then she ran her finger across the wet stain she had left and brought the finger to her lips. I gasped at the sexy site and then she did the same for me, wetting her finger on my jeans, and then sliding her finger across my lips, and into my mouth.



My cock ached to be inside my step mother, and she knew it. Without a word I stood and stripped naked. Sitting back on my chair, my cock stood swollen at attention. Terri, with her pink dress still hiked up over her hips, reached for my pole, lining it up on her cunt she sat straight down, impaling herself, and letting out a loud guttural moan. I love when she moans like this, she sounds like a whore, and it makes me want to fuck her like a whore.



After only a few minutes of bouncing up and down on my cock, Terri stood and pulled her dress off, over her head. Then after straightening her hair so she looked perfect, she bent over and deep throated my cock. She kept my cock wedged into her throat until she gagged several times then withdrew. My cock was dripping in saliva as she stood in front of me wearing just a white satin bra and her sheer white crotchless panties.



We had not spoken since before she had cum on my leg. I just stared in wanton lust as Terri stood looking at me like a hungry slut. My cock glistened, wet with saliva as she inched forward, ready to impale herself again. I reached up and slid her bra straps off of her shoulders then roughly pulled her big tits from the cups. As I did this, Terri moved forward, reached behind her ass, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She rubbed my swollen head across her dripping cunt a few times and then, lining me up with her anus, she sat and took me up her butthole.



With her head thrown back and her mouth as wide as she could open it, Terri cried out, as if in pain. The heat of her asshole sent waves of pleasure through my body. Reaching around and up to her shoulders, I gripped and pulled down as hard as I could on Terri’s body, I wanted every millimeter of my cock up her butt. As her body grew used to the invader in her bowels, Terri’s cries became gasps, and gasps became moans of pleasure.



As we settled into our anal lovemaking, I began to suckle my step mother’s nipples. The pleasure I was feeling is indescribable. I could feel the tight ring of Terri’s anus gripping and milking the base of my cock, and I wished that milk would flow from her nipples. Terri wasn’t bouncing on my pole, nor was I thrusting up her bottom. I was simple in her, completely engulfed in her ass, feeling her anal muscles gripping me over and over.



Cupping one breast and bringing her nipple to my lips, Terri looked me in the eyes and said, “let mommy feed you baby.”



My eyes rolled back in my head as I suckled, my step mother feeding me one breast, then the other, all the while my throbbing cock up her ass. Because there was no humping, this please went on for quite a while, I am sure my hard cock had been buried in her asshole for at least 15 minutes as she fed me her breasts. But now I could feel a twinge in my balls, and the throbbing of my cock was intensifying. I reached down and got a firm grip on both of Terri’s ass cheeks and lifted. She rose slowly, causing her moaning to again become gasping as I lowered and lifted again. Each time I lifted her, sliding my pole out of her butt, I would pull her back down a little harder. Gasps became screams and cries as I buttfucked her harder and harder.



I could feel my cock needed to explode, I continued sucking Terri’s nipples, more forcefully now. I turned my head to the side so her big tits would fall across my face, and a sucked and bit hard into the soft flesh of the underside of her breasts causing her to cry out in pain. I could feel the warm rush of orgasm coming over my body and I had the sudden urge to taste my step mother’s mouth. I held her head with both hands as we kissed at the moment my cock erupted in her bowels. I could feel her pushing her ass down onto me, wanting my cum as deep in her bottom as her tongue was in my mouth.

Part 1: A Matter of Survival



Copyright 2013 by woodfellow



This story is difficult to write. Before I start I should explain that I am a single father. My wife passed away almost ten years ago when our daughters were young, and I never remarried. Like most fathers I like to think I’ve done a passable job at parenting. I’ve provided for my daughters, loved them, and saw to it they received good educations.



This is the story of some incredible things my daughters did to survive during the war. I am putting it down here almost exactly as it happened, with only small changes to protect my daughters’ identities. It’s for you the reader to decide what kind of father I am.



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It all started with the chaos of the invasion. We were gathered around the television in our apartment watching news reports of the attacks. (“We” consisted of me as single father, and my two daughters Paulina and Kasia, 18 and 19 years old respectively.)



Then just hours later wailing sirens everywhere, then bombs and gunfire and shouting. The invasion force came so swiftly we had no time to consider options. I still think back and wonder…what if we’d left when we could?



When the soldiers arrived at our apartment building, we like every other family were holed up in our apartment.



Within minutes men in riot gear came door to door and announced a general lockdown of the building. We were to hand over any weapons we had (we had none), and stay locked in our rooms until further orders. Peeking out the curtains we could see armed guards around the perimeter of the building. There was no way to safely escape. Especially from the third floor, and with two girls aged 19 and 18. I wouldn’t allow Kasia and Paulina to leave me, so we stayed in our apartment as instructed.



The next day we heard from the soldiers again. One of them stood outside and spoke over a loudspeaker.



“Attention residents of Building 47! This is an important announcement concerning your safety.



“We have liberated your city, and you will be detained within this building until further orders. You may communicate with one another and move freely inside, but you are not under any circumstances to leave the building. Failure to comply will result in punishment.



“Water and electricity will be restored soon. Food will be distributed each morning, at 0800 hours in the front lobby.



“Now this is the most important announcement of all. All women and children under the age of eighteen are to report to the front lobby at 1600 hours today, which is four hours from now. You will be transported elsewhere for further processing. Please bring minimal belongings with you, only essential clothing. Failure to comply with this relocation will result in harsh punishment.



“This is the end of the announcement.”



Nearly every family poured into the hallways of the building. Were they serious? Where would they take the women and children? What would happen to the men left behind?



I remember Jozef, the man down the hall in 312. He was about my age and had a son and wife. Jozef decided to go talk to the soldiers outside, to reason with them. Half a minute after he left the building we heard a single shot.



“We repeat, you may not under any circumstances leave the building! All women and children are to report to the front lobby at 1600 hours.”



In the end, every family in the building decided to comply with the order. The soldiers would kill to maintain order. So at 1600 hours, a group of women and children formed in the lobby, and were ushered out of the building into the street. To where we had no idea.



Every family, that is, except one: Mine. I couldn’t accept the risk of sending my two young girls with the others. Without their mother to protect them, I had no idea what would happen. I feared the worst, rape or murder or both. It was a fateful decision.



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For the next three months, the men in the building (and Kasia and Paulina) established a new rhythm to our lives. There were about 150 of us in total. The soldiers kept their word and supplied us with food each morning: Not a lot, but adequate. In the soldiers’ tally I was living alone, so I got rations for one. Several of the other men gave us extra so we did fine.



Meanwhile, outside a crew had erected a tall razor wire fence around the building perimeter. It was becoming clear that (a) this building was essentially a prisoner of war camp, and (b) they intended to stay for a while. Any thought of escaping had now completely left our minds.



Of course I lived in fear of the girls being discovered. Fortunately the soldiers rarely came into the building. A few times they came door to door to speak with us individually. We had a plan ready if the girls needed to hide.



One day two soldiers came to search our apartment, and the girls hid. One of them remarked on the girl’s clothing and items scattered around. I passed it off as sentimental reminders of my daughter who had been sent away. Fortunately that soldier didn’t think to cross-check against their records, which would have indicated no children had been relocated from the building three months earlier, bearing my last name.



And so we lived for a time, relatively happy.



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At about five months in, we got another announcement over the loudspeaker:



“Attention residents of Building 47! It has come to our attention that several of you are hoarding and wasting your daily food distributions. Effective tomorrow you will have a new eating arrangement.



“The large room downstairs will become a dining facility. You will eat two supervised meals there each day, at 0800 and 1700 promptly. Guards with dogs will be posted at the exits to catch residents leaving with food. Violators will receive harsh punishment.”



I don’t know why they changed the eating arrangement; several of us thought maybe the war wasn’t going well, and they didn’t have enough to keep feeding us the way they had been. Others thought it was an effort to dehumanize us. Everyone remembered Jozef, and what would happen if you broke the rules.



For Kasia and Paulina this new arrangement changed everything. How would they eat? They obviously couldn’t sneak past the guards; the new dining room was off-limits to them. And true to their threat, the soldiers now had dogs at the dining room exit, trained to sniff for uneaten food. The rules seemed to give no way for Kasia and Paulina to eat.



Fortunately the other men in the building gave us their extra food. It didn’t turn out to be much — there wasn’t as much hoarding as our captors seemed to think — but it was enough for at least several months if we made it stretch. I was still holding out hope that the occupation might be over soon.



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At nine months in the situation became critical for Kasia and Paulina. Our food supplies had run out about a month before, even being on half rations. They had already lost a lot of weight, and when the food completely ran out their weight began to plummet. Each was losing about three kilograms per week. We had bet on the fact that something would change with the eating arrangement, or some way of sneaking food in would be discovered, but time had run out and there was no solution.



I simply could not sit by and watch my girls starve to death. So I called all of the men together and asked for ideas. One thing I was certain of: If I brought the girls to the soldiers, we would almost certainly all be killed, if for no other reason than to serve as an example to the others. So that was out of the question.



We tried to think if there was anything else the girls could eat. Was it possible to live on boiled cloth, like cotton? It seemed unlikely to have any food value. The idea of catching insects or mice came up, but because there was no food in the building, most of those pests had long since disappeared.



When we’d exhausted every idea, Tomasz spoke. Tomasz had been a doctor before the war, and he was known in the group as both level-headed and logical. Tomasz said, “One thing is clear: Food only enters this building through the dining hall. Somehow us men have to transport the food out of there.”



Desperate I said, “Yes Tomasz but how?? We’ve been over this countless times. There is no way to carry food past those guards! Do you have any ideas?”



Tomasz looked at me uncertainly then, as if unsure whether to continue his train of thought. He resumed speaking. “It is true we cannot bring food out on our bodies. But perhaps we can carry it out inside our bodies.”



A murmur of surprise swept through the men in the room, and he continued on. “Hear me out. This is a dire situation and as a medical professional I only want to explore all the possibilities.”



Tomasz collected his thoughts for a moment, then went on. “Option 1 is, after we leave the dining area some of us vomit our food back up. This is how the birds feed their young, as you may know.”



The room erupted in loud discussion. Everyone was shocked, stunned, and horrified. He had to speak louder to be heard over the men.



“Excuse me, please let me continue! I wasn’t finished. Thank you. Yes I know this sounds distasteful to all of us, and especially to those poor girls, but I ask you wouldn’t this be preferable to death?”



“There is another option, and I remind you I’m merely considering all the possibilities. Option 2 is for the girls to eat something that our bodies produce with the food we ingest. Now most of what our bodies produce unfortunately has little food value: Urine, feces, sweat, hair, fingernails. Those would not help your girls survive.”



“There are I believe two things our bodies produce which may have some food value. The first is blood. Blood has a high nutritional content, and with a rotating system of donation I think we could provide enough to keep your daughters alive. Each person must recover about 40 days between donations, but with 150 of us men we could produce about two pints of blood per day for each of your daughters. There is however one problem with this option: Unless somebody has the necessary phlebotomy equipment to draw blood, there is no way to do this safely.”



All of the men confirmed they didn’t possess needles or other equipment for drawing blood. Plenty of knives, but there would be no safe way to extract large amounts of blood with just that.



Doctor Tomasz continued, “The second thing our bodies produce that has food value is a bit unusual. I am speaking of seminal fluid. Ejaculate. Quiet please, let me finish! Male ejaculate has about the same nutritional properties as egg white. It’s moderate in calories, but high in protein and essential vitamins. Now again I’m speaking only of theoretical possibilities here, but if we were two collect two ejaculations from each of us per day, at about 3.5 milliliters and 15 calories each, that would equate to about 2250 calories for each of your daughters. That should be enough to keep them alive.”



Loud discussion continued through the room. It was hard to conceive of what this might mean. But our options were: I either let the girls starve to death, or they could try to survive on a diet of vomit or semen.



Looking back I feel ashamed that I even considered Tomasz’s ideas. Wouldn’t it have been better for them to die in dignity? But I will say this: At that point in time, seeing my daughters on the verge of starvation, I did not hesitate for a moment. The will to survive is a deep thing, and only becomes known to you in that moment when death is near.



Vomit or semen? I would put the question to Kasia and Paulina. For their part the men obviously preferred the latter, I guess because for most of us self-induced vomiting is less pleasant than masturbation.



For Kasia and Paulina it was difficult to convey the choices to them. They were very weak by that point, and not thinking clearly. More importantly they had no idea what semen was. At their ages they’d never had firsthand experience. Kasia said the rumor among her friends was that boys shot out “milky stuff”, so she thought it might taste like milk. I gave them the doctor’s description in terms of egg whites. In any case, they both decided that was more appealing (or less unappealing) than vomit. So the decision was made.



I tried to think of any possible way around it. There was none. The girls would need to eat semen to survive.



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We then set about figuring out the mechanics of doing a large-scale semen collection twice a day. First we opted for a simple approach: We set up a schedule for each man to come to our apartment. Each would go into our bathroom and masturbate into a cup, and emerging they would give it to me. The girls stayed in their room, out of sight: I didn’t want the men to see them for fear they might develop a sexual overtone during this feeding exercise.



Bringing the semen-filled cup into their room, I would alternate which girl got to drink it. Really they were so weak and malnourished that both would eye it hungrily each time I came into the room.



Each girl in turn would take the cup I handed them, and tilting it back like a cup of water would let the thick ejaculate slide into her mouth. In her malnourished state she would hungrily swallow. Then using a finger she would wipe the rest out of the cup, producing a big dollop she would pop into her mouth and suck off her finger.



Over and over and over again, this is how they ate.



The men varied a lot in terms of the quantity and consistency of the sperm they produced. Some would produce a very thin ejaculate, others a thick ropy fluid almost like yogurt. Paulina after a while started asking for the name of the man who had ejaculated each of her portions. She said she could tell the men apart by the taste of their semen, and after a while she got pretty good at guessing the man without my telling. She’s always had a good memory.



The men also varied a lot in terms of how often they could produce. Some of the men, especially the younger ones, could ejaculate as many as five or six times per day. Some of the men could not ejaculate at all, or infrequently. Most however could produce twice a day. To accommodate the volume it was clear that having one man in the bathroom at a time wouldn’t give enough throughput. So I set up several masturbation stations in our apartment’s living room. Each had a comfortable chair with a towel draped over it, and most of the men preferred to masturbate sitting down.



As a side note, it was interesting to see how the different men masturbated. Some would pump fast and furiously, others with a slow deliberate rhythm. The one thing I insisted on was that when they ejaculated, they had to take care to catch 100% of it in their cup. At that point getting every drop was a matter of life and death for Kasia and Paulina.



Most of the men liked to have some kind of simulation to help them orgasm. Some of them would bring pictures of their missing wives, which they would look at while they stroked. One of the men, Pawel, had nude pictures of his pretty wife Beata. He took to leaving those pictures in our apartment for the other men to use; I doubt he ever told Beata about that afterwards.



For some of the men, their stimulation was to watch the other men stroking. At first a man would be circumspect about it, pretending to look at some pictures but looking at another man out of the corner of his eye. Over time though as they all got more comfortable, these men would stare more openly at the others, who didn’t seem to mind. And some of the men kind of formed pairs, where they would watch each other stroke, and ejaculate almost in unison. I didn’t really care what the men did, so long as they were ejaculating and my girls were getting fed.



Gradually the girls began to recover from their malnourished states. Each was consuming about 165 to 170 batches of semen per day, as amazing as that sounds. They weren’t gaining weight yet, but at least their precipitous weight loss had stopped, and they were slowly gaining strength. It appeared the crisis had been averted.



Each of the girls found that the taste of semen was generally to their liking. Perhaps it is an acquired taste, or it tasted good to them because of their long period of starvation. In any case, each would drink the cup, then use her finger to scoop up the remainder on the inside, and pop that finger into her mouth. Paulina complained about how sticky it was and hard to get completely out of the cup. Both of them preferred it warm, so asked me to bring it to them as soon as possible after each man had ejaculated. Paulina even said to me, “Why can’t we just be in the same room as them? That way we’d always get it nice and warm!” I think her mind was already at work even then.



At this point I must make a shameful confession, which to this day haunts me. I, like all the other able-bodied men, contributed equally to the feeding of my daughters. Yes that is correct, I would feed my semen to my daughters just like I did the other mens’. I think there will be a special place in Hell reserved for me.



At first I rationalized that they needed every bit of nutrition they could get. They really were that close to death. So a few times each day I would excuse myself from all the collection activity, and go to the bathroom. Perhaps a few of the men noticed that I would emerge with a full collection cup. I don’t know. Anyway, I would feed this semen to them, and as I said Paulina (and by now Kasia too) wanted a name attached to each one. So I invented a fictitious man called Gabriel, who was the man responsible for all of my semen. I figured a little white lie to maximize their chance of survival was the right parenting decision.



Now as I said, when I came into the room with a fresh batch of semen, I would always alternate which girl got it, to keep things fair. One evening I was giving a cup to Paulina, and Kasia stopped me in my tracks.



“But Daddy, that’s not fair!” she said. Kasia wore this pouty look she gets when she wants her way.



“What’s not fair dear? You got the last cup, this time it’s your sister’s turn.”



“But Daddy, you said that was Gabriel’s! Paulina and I both decided we like the taste of Gabriel’s the best! It’s no fair because we only get two a day from him, and Paulina already got hers in the morning!”



I thought back and remembered that, indeed, I had given my semen to her sister Paulina to drink that morning. I hadn’t understood why she had the smile on her face when I handed it to her and announced it was Gabriel’s. Now I knew.



Kasia continued, “Daddy, how about we treat Gabriel’s like desert? Paulina gets one a day, and so do I.”



And so it started that each of my daughters began swallowing a load of their father’s semen once a day, every day. I’d like to say I was ashamed of it all, but really I was just glad their health was improving. And to be honest I was also a little bit happy they preferred the taste of Gabriel over all the others.



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Everything evolves with time, and my daughter’s feeding situation was no exception. As I said, by this point we had a high-volume semen collection operation in place. I had six masturbation stations set up around our apartment’s living room, with most of the 150 men cycling through twice a day, and sometimes as many as 5 or 6 times, to masturbate. They would ejaculate into a cup, being careful to get every drop, and I would carry this to the bedroom next door, where my daughters would drink it down. I estimate that, in those early days, they were each consuming about 160 ejaculates and 2200 calories per day.



Unfortunately after about a month, the rate of production began to decline. From 160 ejaculates per day (per girl), it declined to 150, then 140, and finally 120. The girls were getting hungry again, and starting to lose weight. Our numbers in the building were such that each man had to be ejaculating at maximum potential for my daughters to get enough to eat. So I had to get to the bottom of the declining numbers.

Talking to several of the men, the answer was simple: They were getting bored. As the novelty of the situation wore off it was getting harder and harder for them to have as many orgasms per day. As I said, many of them liked stimulation: Pictures of their missing wives, or of Beata. But the novelty of these wore off too. I needed to find a substitute in order to boost sperm production.



It was Tomasz, our doctor, who had the key idea. (Tomasz by the way was one of our better producers at three loads per day, but now even he was flagging.)



Tomasz said, “We humans respond very strongly to pheromones, and to the smell of women in general. Especially here with all of our wives gone. Perhaps you can make some of your daughters’ worn clothing available to the men, to smell while they masturbate.”



It was an odd idea, but I had to admit it might work. So far I had been against the idea of developing any sexual connection between my daughters and the other men. During feeding hours I kept them in the bedroom, away from the masturbating men. But still, I was desperate for my daughters’ sake, and willing to try anything.



When I explained it to my daughters, they thought it was funny, the idea of men sniffing their dirty clothes. Kasia had a little knowing smile on though. As the older one at 19 years, she was starting to know about sex. She was the one who, when I was in the bedroom during the masturbation sessions, and it was Paulina’s turn to drink, Kasia would ask me about how the men were masturbating outside. How were they sitting, what did their penises look like, and so on. I would indulge her with descriptions, not thinking it could do any harm. In the end, on the topic of sharing their dirty clothes Kasia said, “Well it’s the least we can do, with them sharing all their yummy semen with us!” And that was that.



So I started having the girls change their clothing about three times per day, shirt and panties. I set it up so that each of the six masturbation stations had a set of one girl’s used clothing, sealed in a plastic bag to maintain freshness. Three of the stations were “Kasia” stations, and the others “Paulina”. Most of the men developed a preference for one or the other girl’s scent. Interestingly, most of the older men preferred the scent of 18 year old Paulina, while the younger men tended to prefer my 19 year old Kasia.



A man would typically begin his masturbation session by removing his pants and underwear, and often his shirt as well. He would sit on the toweled chair, reclining back. With his knees spread wide he would begin stroking, often with one hand fondling his testicles. I would encourage the men to take their time, having noticed it generally produced larger loads. Then the man would bring the clothing-filled bag up to his face, open it while placing it over his nose and face, and inhale deeply. It was incredible to see the effect the girls’ musky smell had on the men. Their erections would get harder, their breathing more labored, and their stroking more deliberate. It was like witnessing a drug taking effect. Immediately the girls’ semen intake each went back up to over 160 ejaculates per day. Tomasz’s idea was working.



I will confess that I tried sniffing as well, to see if it would work on me. It did. Unbeknownst to any of the others, I kept my own set of both girls’ used underwear in a plastic bag, hidden in the bathroom. It started as an experiment, then became a way to stimulate my whole masturbation experience. I would choose a girl — I liked both their smells equally — and would hold her used panties up against my face with one hand, while masturbating with the other. Eventually I learned the experience was most intense if my nose was directly against the inside crotch of the panties. Writing it now, it makes me so ashamed how much I craved the sexual scent of my young daughters. Knowing who was going to drink Gabriel’s semen next, I began making a point of breathing in that girl’s panties as I masturbated for her.



Unfortunately I made the mistake of telling the girls that Gabriel did this, inhale from the clothing of whichever girl was going to drink his seed next. They were enthralled by this idea; I think it never occurred to them that they might have different smells, or that men would prefer them differently. Anyway, as you might expect it opened a barrage of questions from both girls:



“Which one of us does Gabriel think smells better?” (he loves the way you both smell, honey)



“Why do men like to smell us when they masturbate?” (it excites them Paulina)



“Which men prefer my smell daddy?” (well Kasia, a lot of them do, about half. the others prefer your little sister’s smell)



About a week later, they came to me with a proposal that, in hindsight, I should have seen coming.



Kasia said, “Daddy, you know how we were talking the other day about how the men use our dirty clothes to masturbate, and some prefer me and some Paulina?”



“Yes honey, why do you ask?”



“Well Daddy, Paulina and I have been talking about it. We’ve decided that rather than trade off who gets to drink when you come into the room, that we’d rather have it go to whichever one of us that man was smelling. So if a man was smelling my panties, I’d like to be the one to drink his semen. Just like we do with Gabriel! You said about half the men prefer my smell, so we should still get about the same amount of food right?”



The logic was unassailable, and the request was reasonable. Paulina was vigorously nodding, clearly in agreement. So from that point forward, I started delivering semen for the girls to drink based on which girl that man had been sniffing. I told the men about the new policy too, thinking it might get them excited and boost production. I was right — for a time each of the girls was getting fed 175 ejaculations per day, a new record. Their health had never been better.



Since the worn clothing was having such a strong effect, we decided to experiment a little with different recipes. How long should the girls wear the clothes? How often should they take showers? I also showed them a little rubbing exercise, to press the panty crotch against their vagina in little rubbing motions, thinking that more of their scent might get transferred. I told them that Gabriel would be the judge of what worked best, which made them very enthusiastic to try out the scientific method. It turned out that time since last shower and the rubbing procedure had the largest effects. So I instructed them to shower only every third day, and to perform the rubbing procedure for at least five minutes in each new pair of panties.



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By this time we were about twelve months into the occupation. As strange as it sounds, the girls were thriving. The doctor was right after all: In large enough quantities, semen appears to constitute a healthy diet. The girls’ skin had a radiant glow; in fact they seemed healthier than I’d ever seen them, even before the occupation. In this case, “large quantities” means eating 160 or more loads of semen per girl per day. Instead of finding it disgusting, they seemed to relish every mouthful. Especially the mouthful they got each day from “Gabriel”, who unknown to them was actually me their father.



Ever since we started the panty-smelling program — and especially since I started telling the girls which men were smelling whose panties, and feeding those mens’ semen to the correct girl — an attachment began to form between the girls and the men, albeit separated by a wall. As I said, the girls each had favorites among the men in terms of semen taste. Paulina preferred some, Kasia preferred others. Interestingly, in almost all cases the girls’ and the mens’ preferences lined up. For the men who preferred the smell of Paulina’s 18 year old vagina — as I said mostly the older men — she (more so than Kasia) preferred the taste of their semen. And vice versa with Kasia. So we had a kind of bond forming between Paulina and a group of mostly older men, and between Kasia and a group of men mostly in their teens and twenties.



I, “Gabriel”, was 42 years old and both of my girls loved my semen the best. I think it frustrated them that Gabriel loved their smells equally, and refused to take sides. They would do these sisterly competitions with each other, to see who could win him over. Paulina would wear a pair of panties for an extra-long time, and perform the rubbing exercise really well. She knew Gabriel liked it when her panties smelled very strongly. Then she would give the panties to me and laugh, saying, “Please Daddy give these to Gabriel right away! These will definitely make him choose me!” And Kasia would do the same. Of course “Gabriel” could never choose between the girls; how can a father choose between his own daughters?



Of course the bond between the girls and the men ran the other way, too. Each man knew his semen was being delivered into the mouth of his favorite girl, while the smell of her pussy was still fresh in his senses. In hindsight, with this level of bonding it was all but inevitable that the situation would progress further.



Of all people, it was little Paulina who suggested the next step:



“Daddy, you know how we keep telling you to bring the semen to us quickly, because we like it warm?”



“Yes sweetheart. What about it?”



“Well the other problem we have is that a lot of the semen gets stuck to the side of the cup when we drink. Even when we use our fingers to scoop it out, there’s still a lot of wasted semen there.”



“Ah yes dear, well I don’t think there’s much we can do about that, is there? I mean semen, as nutritious as it is, is pretty sticky stuff.”



“Well Daddy, me and Kasia were talking and we have an idea. What if the men ejaculated right into our mouths, instead of the cup? That way there’d be no spill, no waste, and it would be nice and warm. We can just wait outside by the masturbation stations, and when it’s time for one of my men to ejaculate, I can put my mouth over the head of his penis so he pumps it straight into my mouth. What do you think?”



Well I nearly lost it at that suggestion! There was an internal logic to it all right. My girls are smart and they thought it through. But although I’m ashamed to say it, truthfully there was a part of me, call him Gabriel, who wanted desperately to see his girls feeding directly from their men. I knew Gabriel could never do that — I was determined to never let my girls know I was Gabriel and had been feeding them their father’s semen, the same semen that gave birth to them.



So that was the story of how, twelve months into the occupation, we came to rearrange all of the masturbation stations and arrive at a new feeding setup for the girls. Because the girls were no longer separated from the men by the wall, we decided to rearrange things and move four of the masturbation stations into the bedroom: That would be Kasia’s feeding area. In the main living room, we set up another couple of stations (for a total of four), and then moved one of the two beds there, out of the bedroom where Kasia wouldn’t be needing it. This would be Paulina’s feeding area.



You might be wondering why we used the beds. We tried it without, but after many hours on their hands and knees moving between the stations as Paulina had suggested, the girls found it tiring and hard on their knees. You have to remember, to get their 160 loads the girls were each feeding for six to eight hours per day. Comfort was important. Anyway, the method we adopted was for each girl to lay flat on her bed. The men would watch her and stroke themselves. The girls learned to put on little shows, to get the men aroused. When it was time to ejaculate, the man would rise, come to the bed, and feed his penis into her waiting mouth. The girls quickly came to adore the feeling of the warm semen-food pumping directly into their mouths. I would see their eyes roll back in their heads in blissful contentment, with their throats rushing to gulp the semen down into their bellies.



I mentioned the sisterly competition between the girls. There was an open doorway between Kasia’s bedroom station, and Paulina’s in the main room. The men were free to roam between the rooms, and see what each girl was doing. Now the girls were quick to discover that if they did certain things, they could entice men from the other room, and in so doing get more to eat.



Paulina was the first to discover she could get a lot of male interest if she just took off her clothes. At 18 and a late bloomer, Paulina had little in the way of breasts. Still, the men were so starved to see a real, live naked woman that Paulina was able to attract a lot of men away from her older sister. She relished in this attention, quite literally drinking it up.



And so an arms race of sorts developed between the two sisters. Kasia of course responded by taking off her clothes as well. Many of the men preferred to see her more womanly shape, although many of the men preferred Paulina’s more childlike body. One of the men who stuck with Paulina throughout was the doctor, Tomasz. He had a deep fondness for the girl, and I don’t believe he strayed to Kasia’s room even a single time to deposit into her mouth.



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Something I wish to stress because it is important: At all times I went to great lengths to ensure this feeding process was not a sexual event for the girls. I made it clear to the men that at no time were they allowed to touch the girls’ vaginas in any way, as this would be improper. Nor were they allowed to kiss the girls, or stroke their skin in a way that might be sexually arousing.



Of course the men found the girls’ mouths on their penises to be very arousing, as well as the methods we’d developed to use their body odors to boost production. But at no time was the sexual gratification to go the other way, from the men to the girls. I wanted the girls to retain their innocence in spite of this unusual feeding arrangement.



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The next innovation in the arms race was Kasia’s. She began inviting the men, who were at this point still smelling her panties, to join her one at a time on the bed and smell her naked pussy directly. This chance for a new level of intimacy with the girl was intoxicating to the men. They would lie on their sides on the bed in a kind of 69 position, the girl with her thighs around the man’s head, and he with his nose near the crevice of her pussy. He would stroke his cock next to her face. By this point the men were so conditioned to respond to Kasia’s pussy smell that they would ejaculate very hard usually within half a minute. Kasia would hurry to get her mouth over the penis in time. She ate really well for a few days!



Then it was once again Tomasz’s turn to have an idea. As our resident doctor Tomasz was naturally concerned for the girls’ health, and in particular optimizing the efficiency of their feeding. Specifically he recommended to me that we train the girls in the art of fellatio, starting with Paulina.



The Doctor pulled me aside and explained, “The men will find the fellatio arousing, which will increase her food supply. Also it will entirely solve the problem of inefficiency and possible waste in the transfer of semen to her stomach. This latter point will be especially true if Paulina can learn to accept a penis deeply into her mouth at the time of ejaculation. I happen to know some specialized techniques in this regard, if you’ll permit me to train her.”



“Are you certain this is best, doctor? It seems too sexual,” I said.



Tomasz replied, “It is my professional opinion that, under these difficult circumstances, this is the best course of action for your daughters’ long-term health.”



I will say that I was hesitant at this proposal. I did see the logic in it purely from a health standpoint, and I valued Tomasz’s opinion as our family doctor. But wasn’t fellatio really just a form of sex?



The Doctor smiled and reassured me, “Well, of course the men will find it sexually arousing, which is after all the intent. But very few women find it sexually arousing to perform fellatio, if the man is not stimulating her in return. If we remind the men of the limits in place — no kissing, no vaginal touching, and so on — I believe the girls will think of this as just another way to eat, and nothing more.”



Thus reassured, I gave Tomasz the go-ahead to start training Paulina. Together we presented the Doctor’s proposal to her and described the concept. Of course Paulina was enthusiastic at the prospect of getting more to eat, but she was also confused (“why wouldn’t the man just use his hand instead of my mouth?”). The doctor and I both reassured Paulina that the men would prefer this much more, which seemed to make her happy.



And so the doctor started Paulina on a course of training exercises, focused on getting her used to the feeling of a penis pushing more deeply into her mouth. He instructed her in what he called the “throat position”: Her laying face-up, with her head slightly over the edge of the bed, tilted back. Tomasz explained to her that this position straightens out her throat, so that if she could learn to control her gag reflex, a man could enter her mouth as deeply as he desired. This would be a very efficient feeding position indeed!



Now Tomasz himself was probably a poor trial subject for Paulina during her initial training. At 60 years old he was a kindly-looking older man: Of average height and about thirty pounds overweight, with a balding hairline and glasses. Paulina never told anyone, but Tomasz reminded her of her grandfather on her mother’s side, who had tragically died about three years earlier at the age of 68. Anyway, Tomasz looked like your average kindly grandfather in every way except one: His penis was among the largest in the building, and unlike many older men he had no trouble at all getting hard. Fully erect he was perhaps 22 centimeters long. But for little Paulina it was his thick girth that was the greater challenge. She had to open her jaw almost as far as it could go, just to get the full head of his penis into her mouth.



Little Paulina lay in the throat position, with the Doctor standing next to the bed facing her, his erect penis near the entrance to her mouth. Tomasz saw her tiny body laid out before him on the bed, the sight of her clearly driving him wild with desire. Then with both girl and man in the proper positions, he bent over at the waist, keeping his penis in position but bringing his head right next to Paulina’s nearly hairless little vagina. He could smell her this way, which made his penis tense even more. In one last little adjustment, he coaxed the girl to lift her knees up, bending at the waist, and spread her legs — as if she were to be fucked in the missionary position. Tomasz used his upper arms to pin her legs back so she could relax. His upper body was now essentially laying on top of her, his head positioned perfectly over her wide-open crotch area. From this position he could breathe her smell in deeply, from her vagina back to her exposed anus.



Watching all of this from across the room, I was amazed at the man’s self-control. Tomasz was clearly mad with desire, yet he was careful to not initiate sexual contact with the girl (licking her vagina or anus), or thrust his big cock into her mouth, for which he was perfectly positioned. Then he spoke:



“Ok Paulina this is the feeding position I had in mind. Do you see how well-positioned my penis is to enter your mouth? And also my face is perfectly positioned down here to smell you directly.”



His voice broke at that last part. I was amazed the doctor was able to hold it together and maintain his professionalism. Much later, after the war, the doctor confided in me that his wife loved this position, and was the one who taught him about deep-throating. I found it hard to believe, having known the 57 year old woman for so many years. Apparently her favorite type of intercourse was into the throat, and one of the reasons they never had children of their own was that the doctor almost had to beg her for vaginal sex.

“Yes doctor I can see how this would be a really good position for men to feed me in. They can sniff me everywhere, and ejaculate straight into the back of my mouth. But there’s one big problem.” She giggled a bit. “How can I get such a large penis into my mouth??”



The doctor smiled. “Yes I know it seems impossible now honey. But practice! We’ll start your training on some of the men with thinner penises. Once you can take a thin penis all the way into your throat, then it’s just a matter of working your way up to bigger sizes. You’ll see!”



“Ok doctor, if you’ll be my teacher then I’ll do whatever you say. I really hope I can someday learn to take you all the way inside!”



And with that, I could tell the doctor was close to ejaculating. He was masturbating his thick cock slowly, and I knew from experience that Tomasz was a slow stroker when it was time to come.



His voice cracked again, “Ok good honey. Let’s start your training right now. I hope you’re hungry because the Doctor has something for you. Open wide honey!”



And with that, he stuffed his thick cock into Paulina’s mouth. Probably no more than three inches, but at his girth it completely filled her small mouth. Her eyes bulged a little as the contractions went up his penis, pumping his semen into the back of her mouth. This whole time he had his nose a centimeter from her pussy, smelling deeply but being careful to not initiate sexual contact. Paulina of course swallowed every tasty drop, and immediately after looked sleepy and contented. Despite the doctor’s size she did not gag at all. From that observation I could have guessed how things would go.



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Apparently only 5 to 10 percent of women can develop the ability to completely suppress their gag reflex, and take a man deeply into their throats without choking. As fate would have it, Paulina turned out to be one of those girls. So for her to learn how to deepthroat two things were needed: First, she had to stretch out the tissues of her mouth, especially the back of the mouth and leading into the esophagus. The doctor achieved this by enlisting men of gradually increasing girth for her training exercises. It was a big milestone for her when she took her first penis all the way down to the base. By this time a lot of the men were taking notice of her training, no doubt looking forward to the day when she could take their cocks into her throat. Anyway, on that day she took her first full cock, there was a group of men around her bed, cheering. I have to say, as her father I was very proud.



The second thing to learn was breath control. When a penis goes in to a certain depth, the sinus passage to the nose is blocked and the woman cannot breathe. Because of this, the Doctor explained to Paulina, you need to learn to time your breathing with the man’s thrusting. She was to practice so much that it became second nature. And finally she needed to practice holding her breath for long periods of time without panicking. He taught her techniques to relax, and slow her heart rate; some of the techniques that skin divers use, as I later found out. For Paulina this was natural. She naturally found that a cock in her mouth and throat made her contented and relaxed: Not sleepy, but mellow, and that naturally led to the breath control Tomasz was trying to teach her. Eventually she would learn to hold her breath for two and half minutes at a time, which for all of the men feeding her was more than enough.



And so within the short span of about a week, Paulina mastered the art of deepthroating. It certainly helped that she got so much intensive practice, every day. How many 18 year old girls have the opportunity to practice on 80 different cocks during the course of a day?



Her “graduation” of course was to take her teacher Tomasz all the way into her throat. She wanted her lips to be stretched around the very base of his cock while she drank his semen. Paulina doubted that she’d taste a thing. She’d noticed with most of the larger men that when their cocks were fully embedded, the semen went straight down her throat into her belly, with no taste at all. She laughed about how weird it was to eat and not taste her food.



Paulina got into her throat position, which had become her usual feeding position now: Face-up laying on the bed, with her head hanging over the edge. She looked up at her teacher Tomasz, and smiled a big innocent smile.



“I think I’m ready Sir!”



With that, Tomasz assumed his position standing in front of her, with his torso bent over so he could take in her intoxicating smell. By this point she of course knew to lift her knees up and spread her legs, giving him the best access possible.



Tomasz breathed her in deeply, and immediately his large cock responded. He took one hand and tapped his penis against her mouth, and she of course knew what to do. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, so the doctor could push his cock in.



As I described above, Paulina had taken to getting very relaxed during these throating sessions. It was her breath control training, combined with a natural contentment she felt when her mouth and throat were filled. Anyway, as Tomasz pushed into her you almost would have thought she was asleep: Her eyes were closed, and her unmoving arms stretched straight out at her sides, parallel to the edge of the bed.



For as calm and unmoving as Paulina was, the good doctor was anything but. He was more aroused than I’ve ever seen him, hunched over my little girl. He was making his entrance gradually, not wanting to frighten her: He would make a few small thrusts forward, then a longer draw backward. Then a few more thrusts — slightly farther than the last — followed by a drawback. And so on. In this way he gradually made his way forward, while also giving her chances to breathe.



Paulina later explained to me the feeling of having Tomasz in her little throat.



“Well Daddy do you know that warm, contented feeling when someone hugs you tight? The tighter the better. Well that’s how it feels to me when I have a penis down my throat. As they push in my windpipe has to expand, especially if the penis is thick. To me it feels like my throat is giving their penis a nice tight hug. It feels so good and relaxing! The Doctor is the best feeling of all!”



With that, the Doctor was finally embedded completely into her throat! Although I knew this was just a feeding exercise to support Paulina’s nutrition, I am ashamed to admit I found it erotic to see my daughter in that throat position, with a massive cock down her throat. I would not have believed it possible, to tell the truth! Paulina’s lips were at the base of his cock, with her nose buried deeply into his ballsack. She was utterly calm; if she had any recognition of the achievement, she didn’t show it.



The doctor labored to speak: “Mmm, that’s a good little girl. You took that much better than I expected. But I need to test you a little bit more, and that is on your ability to take thrusting. I’m going to be thrusting my penis in and out of you now sweetheart, so don’t be alarmed. Just continue to relax.”



Then he slowly pulled back his cock from the deepest position, all the way back out until just the tip was in her mouth. It was the most amazing thing, from the outside you could literally see the bulge in her neck from the massive head of his cock squeezing through. As he pulled out, the bulge travelled upward and her neck returned to normal.



Then in one smooth motion, the doctor pushed his cock all the way back in until his balls were pressed against her nose once more. The obscene bulge in her throat traveled back down, seemingly halfway to her stomach. Paulina for her part was a trooper, and never so much as flinched.



The doctor said, “Ahhh, that’s perfect. I’m so proud of you! Ok, just a little more thrusting now and then you get your reward!”



With that, he pinned her legs back extra far with his arms, and got his nose right up into her widely-exposed, musky vagina. Like her, he too closed his eyes as the aroma had its effect on him. I noticed he also enjoyed smelling her little butthole, which I found interesting and strangely arousing. I thought back to my days as Gabriel, sniffing Paulina’s used panties in the bathroom while I masturbated. How much of that wonderful smell had been from her little vagina, and how much was from her anus? I had no way of telling, but watching the doctor sniff deeply at her little butthole made me curious.



At that point, the doctor lost most of whatever professional detachment he had left. He started really fucking my little girl’s mouth. And I’m not talking about some kind of slow gingerly thing. The doctor was fucking her mouth like most men fuck a woman in the vagina: Vigorously and without restraint. For a moment I was alarmed, wondering how Paulina would hold up to the deep rutting taking place in her throat. But I needn’t have worried; she was well-trained. As I said, you would have almost thought she was asleep, she was so contented and pliable. As much as I tried to view this display for what it was — my little girl eating her dinner — there was something undeniably erotic about it: The doctor hunched over my little girl, fucking her throat with abandon. His overweight belly lying on top of her nearly flat chest, holding her down. His face buried between her legs, holding her little butt cheeks apart so he could smell the scent of her butthole.



Finally the Doctor had his orgasm. As expected he rammed his cock all the way inside and held it there tightly, pinning Paulina’s head against the edge of the bed. As the waves of orgasm hit him he let out a big guttural yell that I swear everyone in the building must have heard. You could see Paulina’s distended throat working overtime, trying to swallow his seed. Although he was buried so deeply that swallowing probably wasn’t necessary; strictly speaking the doctor was most likely shooting his semen directly into her stomach. The effect of the swallowing was mostly to stroke the doctor’s embedded cock, milking a few more squirts out of him. When it was all over, Tomasz collapsed on top of my girl, pressing his full weight onto her as he struggled to recover. His cock was still buried completely in her mouth. He pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back on the bed, looking almost dazed. Paulina lay with her arms wide out, eyes still closed, with merely a little smile of satisfaction on her lips.



By this time, quite a crowd of men had gathered in the apartment, surrounding the bed to watch the event. News had traveled around the building that the doctor was giving Paulina her final test today. Many of the men were the older ones in Paulina’s group, but I noticed many of Kasia’s men were there as well, keeping tabs on what Paulina was doing. Kasia herself was watching from the doorway to her room; apparently all of her men had left to see the events next door.



As the Doctor pulled out of Paulina’s mouth and collapsed onto the bed, the crowd of men, which had been quiet up until now, spontaneously erupted into a huge cheer. They were smiling and giving each other high fives, like their favorite football team had just scored a winning goal. I think none of them could wait to take their turn on Paulina.



Amidst all the celebration, I noticed one person in the room was not smiling: Kasia. As I looked at her standing in her doorway across the room, our eyes met and she had a worried look on her face. And then it hit me like a punch to the gut: From now on how will Kasia ever get enough to eat?



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Kasia’s plight became immediately apparent as Paulina’s feeding activities settled into a new rhythm. Paulina remained in the throat position on the edge of her bed for hours at a time. Her head was tilted back over the edge, giving men easy access to her mouth. She kept her arms stretched out limply to her sides, with her eyes closed and that contented look one could almost mistake for drowsiness. Paulina seemed to be in heaven when a man was buried in her throat.



The men would line up in our family room next to Paulina’s bed, sometimes as many as 12 deep. Because there were so many men who wanted to feed Paulina, we put a 2.5 minute time limit on each one. The men standing in line would stroke themselves to near orgasm, and when it was their turn would plunge their cock into Paulina’s waiting throat. They all quickly learned they could be as rough or gentle as they wanted with her, and she seemed to enjoy both. Anyway most of the men would follow the Doctor’s lead and bend down to sniff her vagina or anus while they fucked her throat. Conditioned as they were, smelling the girl directly like this would usually make them erupt very quickly. Then you’d see the swallowing in her throat (almost the only sign she wasn’t sleeping), and then it was the next man’s turn. And so on and on it went, an endless procession of men waiting for the chance to feed my daughter directly down her throat.



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While Paulina was getting nearly 250 loads per day to eat, poor Kasia had dropped down to just 80. She would start losing weight if we didn’t find a solution soon. As I sat down on the edge of Kasia’s bed in her empty room, she started to cry.



“Oh Daddy, I’m so sad and hungry! None of the men want to feed me anymore!”



“Come here sweetie and let me hold you. You know Daddy loves you and I’m going to help you find a solution. All these men are just excited by what your sister can do now. They still like you but sometimes men only think with their penises.”



“I know Daddy. I would love to be able to do what Paulina does with her mouth, but I don’t think I can! The doctor tested me and he says I don’t have Paulina’s special gift. When a penis gets more than three or so inches into my mouth, I start to choke and gag and I can’t control it!”



“Yes sweetie I know, and that’s ok. I think your sister was just born with that special talent. Every girl has her special talent, we just need to figure out what yours is.”



“What do you mean Daddy, do you have any ideas what mine might be?”



“It could be lots of different things. I’ll have to think about it. Be patient ok honey?”



“Ok Daddy, but hurry because I’m starting to get hungrier and hungrier!”



At that moment she looked so sad and forlorn that it nearly broke my heart. I felt a twinge of the same emotion I felt many months before, when both my girls were on the verge of starvation. I felt helpless as a father, and wanted to do something, anything, to comfort and protect my baby girl.



It was then I made a decision, one of those in-the-moment decisions with the power to affect the rest of your life. It’s easy to look back on it with shame, and to judge what I did, but believe me at the time I only had my girl’s best interests at heart.



“Sweetie how would you like your father to help you out with your food?”



“What Daddy? How do you mean?”



My voice cracked as I continued on. I knew I was stepping over a line here that was real and permanent. Still something inside made me take that step. “Well honey, I mean like feeding. Daddy is a man and can ejaculate too you know.”



I honestly had no idea how she would respond to this. Disgust? Enthusiasm? Polite refusal? Anger?



She thought about it for a moment, with a puzzled look on her face. Knowing my daughter as deeply as I do, I could almost see the lines of thought running through her mind. She’s never really considered that Daddy is just like other men. She’s thinking about how it never really occurred to her that Daddy can ejaculate. Then she remembers where she came from, and of course Daddy can ejaculate! Then she’s filled with curiosity: I wonder what it’s like?



Finally the puzzled look gave way to a broad, bright smile on her face, instantly warming my heart. “Yes let’s try it! Every bit of food will help! And it might help you find my special talent if you start feeding me like the other men.”



I smiled. “Ok good dear. But I have one request. Like the other men I’d like to sniff you while I masturbate, ok?”



“Ok, Daddy, of course!” She’d gotten so used to the sniffing routine that it didn’t faze her at all, the idea of her father smelling her vagina.



I took my daughter’s hand as we sat there on the bed, cradling it in my own and looking into her lovely eyes. She has her mother’s eyes, the eyes I fell in love with so many years ago. Her lost mother who was long since dead. The three of us, the two girls and me, were all that was left of our world any more. Melancholy regret over our situation gave way to a feeling of intense love for this woman in front of me. She was MY woman, and I would bend Heaven and Earth to protect her, and make her happy. There was little else left for me in this world.



Lifting her hand to my mouth I kissed it softly, trying to communicate the intensity of my feelings in that single kiss. This would be our first time, and I wanted it to be special. I gave her what I hoped was a reassuring smile, then leaned her back to lay flat on the bed. She was already naked except for her panties, which I reached up to grab at the waistband. Slowly I pulled them down off her reclining body. Pulling over the swell of her hips, her lifting upward so I could pull them past her generous buttocks. Our eyes met briefly, and she smiled.



Then I smelled it, and gasped. That smell! I hadn’t smelled it in weeks, since the last time I’d masturbated with my face pressed into her panties. Here it was for real, her gorgeous womanly vagina! Not tiny and hairless like her sister’s, but rich and full and fertile and musky. She watched me intently as I leaned forward and nestled my nose within her pubic hair, smelling deeply. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh, then returned to my work of removing her panties.



When she was naked, I stood up off the bed and began to remove my clothing. She watched me closely, with a look I interpreted as intense curiosity. Kasia let out a cute chuckle when my erect penis popped free from my underwear and bounced up and down. I took off everything, wanting to be completely naked for our first time together.



At last I lay down next to her on the bed, and carefully arranged us for her feeding. I was laying on my left side, with my head pointed toward the head of the bed. Kasia was laying on her left side as well, but with her head pointed the opposite way, toward the bottom of the bed. And so we formed a kind of 69 position on our sides, with my face near her vagina, and her mouth near my penis.



I then instructed Kasia to open her legs, so I could put my head between them. Resting her upper thigh against my right ear, gravity sandwiched my head between her thighs. Immediately in front of me, occupying my entire view was her intoxicating vagina. I was in heaven! Breathing in deeply, I took my free right hand and began stroking my cock.



I want to stress that I had always been very careful to prevent sexual contact between me, and any of the other men for that matter, and my daughters. Sniffing their smell is one thing, but touching and licking their vaginas were strictly off-limits. The girls of course used their mouths on the mens’ penises, but strictly for the nonsexual act of feeding. I was adamant that I wanted my daughters to retain their sexual innocence.



So I was surprised with Kasia that day when she began rocking her hips against my head, wedged between her thighs. As I was smelling her and masturbating, it was like she wanted to grind her vagina against my face. She reached down with her right hand, and feeling between the backs of her thighs found my head. She grabbed my hair and held on tight, using this to pull me into her. In the heat of sex I didn’t have the willpower to stop her. She began grinding her vagina hard against my face, smearing me with her smell. I would be lying if I said it wasn’t erotic.

Soon it was time for me to ejaculate. I knelt with my knees on the bed and sat on my heels, positioned so Kasia’s head was between my thighs. Two more strokes, then it was time. I reached down and cradled her head in my hands, and said, my voice rough, “open up baby.” She understood what I meant. Kasia opened her mouth wide, and closing her lips over the end of my cock, waited for her food to come.



In the five seconds it took for my eruption to build and explode, thoughts swirled through my mind. How warm her mouth felt on my cock. How much I loved her. How dirty it was that I was about to pump semen into my daughter’s waiting mouth. How much she was like her mother, even in her sexual response. What did it mean that she was pulling me into her, apparently turned on.



Then, with my daughter’s head cradled in my hands, my orgasm erupted. I felt like it was emanating from the base of my spine, gathering momentum and force through my groin, and finally down the length of my shaft. Here it is baby, Daddy’s come!



My cock throbbed violently as spurt after spurt of semen flowed out of me. I could feel Kasia tighten her lips around my tip, and form a pocket inside her mouth for the semen to flow into. I had to remember, she was an expert at this now. It kept flowing, and flowing, and flowing…like it would never stop. Finally it did. As I held my girl’s lovely head in my hands, looking down I was filled with the most intense love. She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh. I could feel she had not yet swallowed, but was holding my semen in her mouth to enjoy.



She sat up and her eyes bolted open.



“Gabriel!”



As Kasia said this two things happened. First, her mouth was full of a huge load of come, so as she tried to talk around it “Gabriel!” came out more like “Gabruuuh!”. The second thing was that in her outburst some of my semen shot out the side of her mouth, threatening to drop down onto the bed. Thinking quickly (that’s my girl) she sucked back in and rescued the semen back into her mouth.



I couldn’t help but erupt in laughter. She got a mock-hurt look on her face at this, and was about to speak again but stopped herself. Realizing what was in her mouth, Kasia’s eyes fluttered closed and I could see her rolling the semen around in her mouth, enjoying the taste. It had been weeks since she’d had any of Gabriel’s semen. At last she pursed her lips, and ever so slowly swallowed the entire load down into her belly. Eyes still closed, she exhaled slowly and seemed blissfully content. Laying her head back down into my hands, she looked like she might take a nap.



With a contented smile and half-lidded eyes, she said, “That was yummy Daddy, thank you. Will I get to drink Gabriel’s semen again?”



“Yes baby, of course. Now you get some rest.”



…and with that, her eyes drifted closed and she fell into a deep sleep.



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Over the next several weeks, we all saw the impact of Paulina’s new throat-based method of feeding. Paulina was eating 250 or more ejaculations each day, while her older sister Kasia was down to only 60 or 70. It was profoundly unsetting, to see one sister thrive and even gain weight, while the other gradually starved. Something had to be done. Kasia needed to find her special talent, just as Paulina had found hers.



All I could do to help directly was continue to feed Kasia my own semen (or rather Gabriel’s), in the same manner we’d done that first time. Always away from the other men, and always once in the morning and again in late afternoon. Paulina, when she found out that I was Gabriel, became a little jealous that her sister was getting my full semen output. But she didn’t complain; she knew her sister was hungry.



Over the course of our feeding sessions, I quickly became more attached to Kasia than I thought possible. In hindsight I realize this was only natural; although the feeding was not a sexual act for her, if I am honest it was intensely sexual for me. I was lonely and suffering from being single so long. As Kasia has grown she has come to remind me so much of my deceased wife. I remember in high school, when my wife-to-be and I used to sneak into the music practice rooms during lunch hour. My sessions with Kasia brought me back so vividly to those times we spent together, her patiently sucking me off each day. It’s amusing to think that Kasia was conceived in one of those very rooms!



There was something else about Kasia that I grew attached to. Strange as it sounds, her little butthole began to arouse me during her feedings. Now I should say that after many, many months of a semen-only diet, the girls had a very different poop smell than you or me. Being on an all-liquid diet, the doctor said it was entirely possible for defecation to stop entirely. As it turned out the girls had far less feces than they used to, and in the absence of solid or processed foods it took on a very different appearance and smell. Imagine small dry flecks of an off-white cottage cheese, with a slightly sweet and musky smell, and you wouldn’t be too far off the mark. Kasia’s almost complete lack of poop, and the tidiness of what remained, fascinated me. To me her clean, perky little butthole was just another component of what I loved about our feeding sessions.



So as I gave Kasia her twice a day feedings, my attention began to focus more and more on her butthole. I adjusted our usual 69 position to give me better access: With my head between her thighs as before, and her knees pulled up toward her chest, I instructed her to reach back with her free hands to spread her butt cheeks widely. In this way I could nestle my nose right next to her little butthole, and inhale deeply as I stroked myself into her mouth. I was a little guilty from the intense pleasure this gave me, but I felt better knowing Kasia was getting the big loads she needed for her health.



In fact, my arousal was so intense that I suspected it might be possible to add a third feeding each day. But first I had some items to discuss with Tomasz, our doctor.



The next day I pulled Tomasz aside. I explained to him my latest method of feeding Kasia, and would it be possible to take the next step.



The Doctor said to me, “That was astute of you to notice the change in her feces resulting from the all-semen diet. I have noticed the same in Paulina during my feedings with her. And like you, I have come to find it very arousing, which is of course good for the girls.”



I pressed on to the real subject of my inquiry.



“That’s a perfect lead-in for my questions Doctor. As you know I am very strict about maintaining the sexual innocence of my daughters. We put rules in place for the men during feeding, to prevent sexual contact: Touching their vaginas, kissing, breast stimulation, and so on. During feeding I am always present and keep an eye to be sure those rules are followed.



“What we have not established yet are any rules about contact with the girls’ buttholes. I ask, because if this were allowed I think it could prove beneficial to their food supply. You and I can’t be the only ones who find this arousing.



I continued, “So my question to you is, is there any activity involving their buttholes that we should consider ‘sex’ and keep off-limits? Is for example touching or licking the girls’ buttholes to be allowed, or not?”



The Doctor considered his reply carefully.



“Yes, this is an especially important question for Kasia. I’ve been concerned about her falling weight. But I know you’re looking for a more principled answer here.”



Collecting his thoughts, Tomasz continued. “I think the question of what constitutes sex from the girls’ perspective boils down to what they might derive pleasure from. I’m speaking of sexual pleasure specifically. For women and sex there can be a lot of gray area, but the one objective measure of sexual pleasure is the orgasm: Is it possible for a certain stimulation to bring about an orgasm?



“For clitoral and vaginal stimulation, the answer is clearly ‘yes’. These are the most common stimuli to elicit orgasm in women, so we categorize these as sexual activities.



“Likewise, many women can get aroused and even orgasm from the stimulation of secondary erogenous zones. For example, I have read of women who can reach orgasm from slow kissing alone. Similarly it is not uncommon for women to orgasm from nipple stimulation. So by your rules we are correct to prevent the men from touching your girls in those ways.



“That said, in my experience I have never seen nor heard of any cases of female orgasm from anal stimulation alone. Anal stimulation in combination with clitoral stimulation, yes. But anal stimulation alone? Not likely. Some women find it feels good, but not in a way that will make them orgasm. An analogy might be a very enjoyable foot massage. And many women do not find anal stimulation enjoyable at all. In any case, we don’t have good evidence that anal stimulation would be interpreted in a sexual way by your daughters. In fact in my practice I often perform rectal examinations on female patients — thermometers, health checkups, and so on — and I have never once had a patient get aroused at this.



“So to answer your question, I don’t believe anal stimulation should be considered sexual activity from the girls’ standpoint.”



With this I was already formulating a plan.



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The next day I told Kasia that I might have a way she could get more food from her men. But, I explained to her, she would have to work hard and it would take time to learn.



“Oh Daddy, you mean you found my special talent?!? Like Paulina’s throat position, only this one is for me!”



I said, “Yes dear, that’s exactly the idea. But this talent is different from Paulina’s. I know you’ve tried the throat position and it doesn’t work for you. The special talent I’m talking about has to do with your butthole.”



She looked crestfallen. “My butthole? What does that have to do with anything?? I mean, I know some of the men like to smell it. I can feel their penises get harder when they nestle their nose in between my cheeks and breathe in deep. But how is that a new talent?”



The way she described it made my penis twinge a little, I was incredibly aroused by the smell of her butthole. I replied, “Well honey, I was actually thinking about something a little bit different. I’ve checked with the doctor, and he says it’s ok if we let the men touch your butthole too. I know many of them would find this really fun!”



“Touch my butthole? Why would anybody want to do that??”



“Well sweetheart, do you know what it is about the throat position that men like so much? It’s the feeling of having their penis deep inside Paulina’s body, where it’s tight and warm and inviting. Now if you worked hard at it, you could do the same thing. Only with your butthole instead!”



With that she gave me a big smile, and told me she wanted to get started on her special talent!



“Great honey! Ok then let’s get you started on your first exercise. I want you to take off your panties. Then climb up on the bed like a doggy, with your butt sticking up in the air.”



I was so excited by what was about to happen that my voice cracked a little. I also felt more than a little guilty to get such an erotic charge from my own daughter! But, I knew it would help her get more food and so being the loving father I willed myself to continue.



Once she was up on the bed naked as I instructed, I gently guided her into position. I had her lower her head and chest onto the bed, while keeping her butt up in the air. She pressed her face into a pillow and had a big contented smile. I patted her inner thighs and she understood without words that I wanted her to spread her knees apart farther. At that point I didn’t try for words because I knew my voice would break.



Meanwhile Kasia’s exposed position opened up her vagina and anus to me completely. I thought of the countless times I had gotten so close to her pink butthole, inhaling her scent deeply as an aid to my own masturbation. Really with her on an all-semen diet, that smell that excited me so much was nothing more the semen of dozens of men filtered by her body. Now it was time for me to go beyond smelling.



I started by using my fingertips, first running them lightly over her buttocks and thighs. I marveled at her pale skin, so soft and smooth to the touch. She let out a contented sigh and I thought to myself, “Ok this is good. You should get her relaxed for what comes next.”



While I caressed her in this way I began talking to her, figuring it would help her relax. I said to her, “Kasia for this practice I just want you to get used to what it feels like to have your butthole touched. Now this is probably going to feel weird and uncomfortable to you. The doctor tells me that women don’t like this. But again I want you to remember what we’re trying to do. If you can get used to this, and some other exercises, you’ll have men dying to spend time with you!”



“Ok Daddy. I’ll do whatever you want me to!”



With that I got into position for her first exercise, getting used to being touched. I kneeled at her side, next to her left hip. With my left hand I placed my thumb and index finger to either side of her little butthole, and used the fingers to spread her cheeks apart. Then softly I caressed the fingertips of my right hand over her beautiful little hole. Around and around in slow little circles my fingertips went, faintly massaging. Pausing periodically I ran my fingertips up the length of her crack and lightly caressed the inside of her cheeks, before returning to her hole. This attention made Kasia sigh and close her eyes.



“That feels nice Daddy. But you’re touching me so softly it almost itches!”



She was ready for more stimulation, the next step. I instructed her to reach back with both arms and use her hands to keep her cheeks spread. She looked so cute that way, spreading her cheeks to give me open access to her bottom.



I kneeled behind Kasia now, positioning my face right up against her bottom. Softly I used my tongue to repeat the motions my fingers had just been making, licking around her hole and slowly lapping up the length of her crack. I used a little more pressure now, and the wet warmness of the sensations made her gasp.



It was time to introduce her to the feeling of penetration. As I traced my tongue up her crack, I let the tip linger on the center of her hole. Gently at first, then with increasing pressure, I pushed my tongue into her and moved it in tiny little circular motions. With my tongue I was massaging her ring of muscle and encouraging it to relax. Slowly I increased the depth with my tongue, then massaged in circles, then pulled out to lick up her entire crack, and then I would repeat by pushing the tongue straight in. And so in this way I coaxed her to take as much of my tongue as I could fit into her.



“Uhhhh that feels good! I like having you lick me there Daddy! But it still kinda itches!” She was pushing back on my face, like she wanted me to go deeper. But my tongue had reached its limit. I knew it was time.



Pulling back, I put my right thumb into my mouth and got it wet with saliva. Then I placed the tip of my thumb at the entrance to her hole.



“Ok baby this is it! Try to relax for me ok?” I said.



And then with one smooth firm motion I pushed my thumb all the way into her bottom, as far as it would go. She tensed at first, then let out a long ahhhhhhh sound.



“That’s it Daddy, that’s the spot that itches!! Can you scratch it some more for me?”



That was when I realized my daughter has a special talent for anal sex. She was in no apparent pain at all, and seemed very content to have my thumb resting inside her butthole. In fact she started to squirm a little, trying to feel my thumb moving inside.



I couldn’t help but notice the juice dripping from her vagina. Of course I never touched her sexually throughout this exercise, and the doctor had assured me she couldn’t get aroused from the anal play. I figured it was probably the newness of the situation that was making her respond. I remember back when I was 19 and would get erections at the most random and embarrassing moments. Apparently it was the same for her!



Slowly but firmly I fucked my thumb slightly in and out of her bottom. I wasn’t moving far, just getting her used to the pressure and feeling of being penetrated. The in and out made her groan.



Breathing deeply she was able to talk. “Ahhhh yes! That’s it! Keep scratching it just like that…”



After a few minutes of gentle fucking with my thumb, Kasia began to settle down. I stopped my motion with her thumb and gave her a moment to adjust. Then in a single smooth motion I pulled my thumb all the way out of her.



Kasia’s first training session was over, a big success!



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Over the next several days I led Kasia through several more training sessions. By inserting progressively larger items into her bottom, she got used to the feeling of being stretched out and having objects inside. For the most part I used my fingers (and later groups of fingers), because they are soft and I could gauge by feel how pliable her hole was becoming.



For her part Kasia was coping with it well. She would often groan, I assumed out of discomfort, but after a while she would calm down and accommodate whatever I had inside her. Overall I progressed her slowly because I wanted to avoid discomfort. Still I was glad to see Kasia was enthusiastic in her training. Often she would push into me as I was inserting into her bottom.



With her intensive training, within days we were at a point where she could accommodate penis-sized objects in her bottom. At that point I knew it was time to graduate to our main objective, fucking. This is what I knew the men would enjoy. As her father it was my duty to go first and prepare her.



And so one afternoon I laid Kasia on the bed, flat on her back. Beneath her bottom I placed a thick pillow. Then I took my clothes off and lay down next to her. I was so much in love with my little girl in that moment!



First I wanted to open her up with my tongue. Sitting near Kasia’s feet, I put my hands under the inside of her knees, and pushed them up toward her head. This put her into a very exposed missionary position, with her butt lifted up by the pillow. Putting my face against her crack as I had so many times before, I began to lick and penetrate her bottom with my tongue. That made her squirm and groan. I continued tongue-fucking her until I felt she was relaxed and ready.



Finally it was time for sex! Keeping her knees pinned against her chest, I moved up and kneeled so my penis was right at her exposed butthole. Of course I was as hard as I’d ever been. I spit into my right palm and smeared it over my penis, lubricating myself for her. Then pressing my glans against her hole, I began to push inside.



“Oh daddy oh daddy oh daddy I want you to scratch my itch inside!”



Pushing I gradually advanced, then –POP– the head of my penis was fully inside! My girl was really doing it!



I leaned forward to lay directly on her, and she wrapped her arms around my back. Now we were like two lovers in the missionary position. I began thrusting in and out of her bottom, while she used her legs and arms to hold on and pull me into her. The feelings were so intense and I began fucking her with abandon. She took it with amazing poise. I’m not proud to say it, but that first time I ejaculated deep inside her bottom. Perfectly good food, gone to waste.



After we’d recovered I spoke. “How was that honey? Do you think you could do that with other men?”



Kasia replied, “It felt nice daddy. Really full! It’s hard to explain but sometimes I feel like I have an itchy feeling deep inside. When you had your penis in there it really scratched that itch. Then you moved in and out and it felt perfect!”

Part 2: After the War



Copyright 2013 by woodfellow







Twenty one months and four days after the occupation began, as quickly as it started it was over. When the UN forces arrived to liberate us they found a curious sight: An apartment complex filled with one hundred and sixty men, and exactly two healthy young women ages 19 and 21. They moved us to a refugee camp where we received food, new clothes, and health inspections. All of us were very healthy including the girls.



In the months that followed the war reconstruction effort gained momentum. Families like ours who were driven homeless by the war were a big focus of the humanitarian aid efforts. We qualified for a housing subsidy and I decided to use the opportunity to buy a home, only a few kilometers from where we’d lived before. I couldn’t help but think our family had come out ahead by the war: Our new house was certainly better than anything we’d afforded previously.



We moved into our new home six weeks after the war ended. What a beautiful home it was! It had three bedrooms, so the girls no longer had to share. The home also had its own in-law suite, basically a connected apartment with its own separate entrance from the outside.



Paulina and Kasia were delighted to settle into our new home, and return to normal life. Paulina, who was 20 at this time, had had her high school studies interrupted by the war. She was missing her last two years, and so re-enrolled in school as an 11th grader. Paulina was three years older than most of the other students in her class, but being young-looking and petite she did not stand out.



Kasia on the other hand had completed her high school studies shortly before the war. I encouraged her to consider college, but she decided she would rather work for a while and decide what she wanted to do next. So Kasia looked for a job, eventually finding a role as an administrative assistant at a law firm. She was surrounded by lawyers, mostly men, but it was an environment she liked and a job she could do really well. Since Kasia was working she moved into the in-law suite attached to the house. That would be convenient if she had to leave for work early.



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There was absolutely no discussion between the girls and me about what had happened during the war, and what we had done to survive. In the privacy of my own mind I often thought about those events, and tried to make sense of them. Had I done the right thing as a father? Could there have been another way? On the one hand I was proud to have gotten my daughters safely through the horrors of war. Heaven knows things could have been much worse: Countless thousands of young girls no different from ours had been raped or killed or worse during the war. I felt proud that I kept my girls safe.



On the other hand, at what cost? They had provided sexual gratification to hundreds of men over many months. Yes we had rules about sexual contact to keep the girls from getting aroused. But there had to be consequences.



And truthfully, if I was honest with myself I still felt a burning sexual attraction for my daughters. I had gone from fucking each of them daily (one in the mouth, one in the ass), to nothing. How was I supposed to return to a normal father role? Everything had changed and I was consumed by guilt.



Over the weeks that followed, the war took on a surreal dreamlike quality. I think all of us wanted to close that chapter of our lives. I was soon reminded however that leaving the past behind is easier said than done….



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“Daddy, I can’t sleep!”



I woke up and looked for the source of the whispering. Kasia was standing next to my bed looking at me. The alarm clock on my nightstand read 3:14am. What was she doing up so late?



“Have you tried listening to your music honey? That might help you sleep.” I whispered back, still half-asleep myself.



“Yes I tried everything! Nothing’s working. I’m not used to sleeping in a room by myself. Can you come keep me company for a while?” She was whispering very softly but with an urgency that brought me awake.



“Ok sweetheart, but I really need to get sleep of my own too. I’ll come for a while.”



And so I followed Kasia down the hallway and through several rooms, to the inside door to her suite. I was so tired I was practically sleepwalking. She closed her suite door behind us, and led me through into her bedroom. By design this part of the house was very private from the other rooms.



Her bedroom was quite large, with its own king-sized bed and attached bathroom. Still groggy I fell into the bed, and Kasia settled in next to me. Pulling the blankets up she shifted and lay on her stomach with her face buried in a pillow. She always liked this sleeping position. With my right hand I patted her slowly and gently on the back, hoping this would soothe her to sleep. For a long time I gently patted her….



“Daddy, I still can’t sleep!”



Waking up again I realized I had dozed off. Her clock now read 3:37am. Kasia sounded tired and a little bit frantic to get to sleep. I knew the feeling, when you need to sleep but your body just won’t do it.



“Ok honey,” I said. “Is there anything I can do to help?”



She looked me in the eyes and paused for a while with a strange expression on her face.



Very softly she said, “well there is one thing….”



“What is it honey? I want to help you get some rest.”



“Well…” she hesitated. “Daddy do you remember how you used to hold me in bed to help me relax? Could you do that for me now? I really need to get some sleep!”



She was talking about how I used to pin her arms down. For some reason this has a calming effect on Kasia, I don’t know why. It seemed almost an instinctive response, like how a kitten relaxes when picked up by the nape of its neck.



“Of course I’ll help honey.”



With that I rolled Kasia onto her belly. Then laying next to her, I pulled her arms up above her head and used my hand to grip her wrists together firmly. When I did this I could hear her exhale and visibly relax. She closed her eyes and her breathing got more even.



I thought she was drifting off to sleep, but she kept stirring periodically.



“Daddy can you lay on top of me for a little bit? I’m so tired….”



And so I climbed over on top of my daughter, and eased my weight onto her. With my left hand I continued holding her wrists above her head. With my right hand I did the other thing she finds soothing: I reached under her right armpit and placed my hand firmly around her throat. With this treatment Kasia sighed and I felt all the tension drain out of her. Like picking up a kitten by the nape of its neck.



As she was calming, something was happening to me. My groin was pressed against her pajama-ed bottom, and involuntarily I was getting an erection. I was wearing no nightclothes of any kind, so my penis nestled directly against her.



“I hope she’s asleep and isn’t feeling this,” I thought. Kasia was completely still for several minutes, and my thoughts began to drift. To the smell of her hair, and my memories of Gabriel feeding his daughters.



Almost involuntarily I shifted my weight slightly, and my penis fell perfectly into the crack down her bottom. She was wearing pajama bottoms, a fuzzy material that felt soft against my shaft. I couldn’t deny it, holding Kasia down was incredibly arousing. My thoughts went back to months before, when each morning I would hold my daughter like this, lube my cock with my saliva, and push my shaft deep into her warm bottom. Against my will I began tiny, imperceptible thrusting movements. For several minutes I stayed there, enjoying the sensation of her sleeping body underneath me and the rhythmic pressure of my hard penis against her soft bottom.



“Mmmm Daddy … that …. feels so good” she said with the sleepiest voice you can imagine. And then she fell quiet.



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About four months after liberation day, I got a call from the doctor Tomasz. He wanted to meet and talk. I had a feeling he had bad news, and it was confirmed the next day when we spoke. Tomasz’s wife had not survived the war. The circumstances of her death were not clear, but he had made a positive identification of her remains. I tried my best to console him, but with little effect. Men, especially older men, don’t do well when their women are gone.



That was when Tomasz and I decided to start a weekly meetup of some of our friends from the old neighborhood. We called it “poker night”, from 8 to 11pm every Friday evening at our house. The group included Tomasz of course, and six other friends that were still in the area. Most of the men were older, although at 61 years old Tomasz was the senior of the group. One of the other men had also lost his wife during the war.



Poker night with the guys fast became a weekly tradition, and a chance for us to talk about old times and what was happening in our lives. The war had been disrupting for each of us, most of all the two who’d lost their wives. But we were all survivors and it felt good to spend time with trusted old friends each week.



The eight of us would seat ourselves around our big dining table, and drink and play poker. We’d play for money, small stakes. Just enough to keep it interesting but not enough to develop grievances. In truth none of us was all that good at poker, and the winnings would go back and forth between us each week.



The girls would usually stay in their rooms. By this time Paulina was getting a lot of homework in school, and she’d usually get all her weekend homework done on Friday evening. Kasia meanwhile would stay in her suite and was almost never seen or heard.



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It was our very first poker night, and we were about an hour into a game of five-card draw. The men had settled into a good rhythm and conversation. Some of us were drinking beer, the others vodka as per each man’s preference.



Out of the corner of my eye I saw somebody standing in the wide archway in one side of the room. It was my daughter Paulina.



“Sorry Daddy to bother all of you. I just wanted to get a drink of water from the kitchen!”



From Paulina’s room the kitchen was on the other side of the dining room, and she had to walk through our poker game to get there.



“That’s fine dear. Don’t mind us men!” I replied.



As the words were coming out of my mouth, I realized that Paulina’s eyes had scanned the room and were riveted on Tomasz, the doctor. Her face was beginning to flush. Tomasz for his part returned her gaze with a blank, unreadable expression. He said nothing. As instantly as it came the moment passed, and Paulina began walking through the room toward the kitchen.



While she walked every one of the men’s eyes were on her. In hindsight I didn’t think about how awkward this might be for Paulina. All of these men had, just months before, been feeding their entire semen output to Paulina and her sister Kasia to help them survive the war. All but one of these men in the room had been in Paulina’s group, and each of them had been intimate with Paulina hundreds of times. For me those memories were fading into the past, since I lived with Paulina every day. But for these men in the room, this was the first they’d seen of Paulina since the day the war ended. For them the memories were fresh.



As she walked through the room I was also acutely aware of how provocatively she was dressed. Did she always dress like this on a Friday night at home? I wondered. All Paulina wore was a very large football jersey, so long it covered her bottom like a dress. Was she wearing shorts or panties underneath? I couldn’t tell. The only other visible clothing she wore was a pair of big fluffy white socks that pulled up to just below her knees. Paulina looked like she was ready for a sleepover with her girlfriends.



Conversation among the men began to return when Paulina had passed through the dining room again back toward her room in the hallway. Within seconds it was as if the interruption had never occurred. By some unspoken agreement we never said a word about what must have been on every man’s mind, namely how we’d fed Paulina and her sister during the war. That was in the past.



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Poker night was a big success. By around 10pm all the drinking was catching up with us, and Tomasz was the first to ask if he could use the restroom. I described how to find the bathroom at the end of the hall, and he excused himself. After he returned, one by one the other men took bathroom breaks of their own. One of the nice things about poker is you don’t need all players to be there to continue the game. Men would excuse themselves to get a beer from the kitchen, or go to the bathroom as needed. They felt right at home.



At 11pm we decided to call it a night, and with handshakes and smiles we agreed what a fun night we’d had. We decided to make Friday poker night a standing tradition.



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After the men had left and I’d cleaned up, I went to Paulina’s room to say good night to her. I knocked softly on her door, not wanting to wake her if she was already asleep.



“Come in daddy, I’m still awake,” I heard her respond.



I entered her room to find Paulina laying on her bed. She looked like she’d been staring at the ceiling and daydreaming. I sat next to her on the edge of her bed.



“How was your evening sweetheart? Did you get your homework finished?” I asked.



“My evening was great. I didn’t get too far on my homework though. I’ll need to finish it this weekend. How about you daddy, did you have a fun time with your friends?” she asked.



“Ah yes we had a really good time,” I replied. “We’re going to make poker night something we do every Friday. It’s good for the men to get together. The war was hard on them, and some of them even lost their wives. I think you know that Tomasz lost his wife of many years? Awful story.”



I continued, “Anyway, about poker night. Would that be ok with you? I know we kind of take up the house. I hope it isn’t too much of an inconvenience to have so many guests.”



“Oh no!” Paulina blurted out. “It’s no trouble at all. I can just stay in my room. I think the men really enjoyed themselves, and I agree it would be nice to do it again.”



“Mmm, well if it becomes a problem you just let me know, ok?”



“Ok daddy, but I really don’t think it will be a problem at all.”



I smiled and leaned over to kiss the top of her head. She was such an agreeable daughter.



“Well sweetheart, it’s late and I think you should get some rest!” I said.



It was her turn to smile. “Yes Daddy I think you’re right! And I’m all ready for bed.”



I kissed the top of her head again and stood up to leave the room. “Ok then, good night honey. I love you and sweet dreams!”



Walking toward the door I switched out the light to her room. As I was standing in the hallway closing her bedroom door behind me, I thought I heard Paulina say something softly.



A whisper? Reopening the door to her darkened room, I peeked my head in to see. My daughter was laying in bed with her big round eyes glowing in the darkness, looking at me. I walked quietly across the room and knelt next to her at the side of her bed.



I whispered, “Did you say something honey?”



She had wide-open eyes and a suddenly serious look on her face.



“Yes Daddy,” she whispered. “Can you tuck me in?”



I was stunned, I never expected her to say those words again. During the war those had been the words Paulina used when she wanted Gabriel (me) to feed her just before bedtime.



As my daughter said this she had a serious, almost pleading look on her face. Consciously or not she’d relaxed to let her mouth fall open, and I could already see her head tilting back. During the war she had spent countless hours in the “throat position”, it was second nature to her.



I am ashamed to say that my cock responded instantly. The animal within me wanted to become Gabriel again, and push my cock deep into her throat. I wanted to erupt into her mouth and fill it with semen for her to swallow. Every night during the war I would do this, fuck her throat with my nose nestled against her privates while I inhaled the smell of her vagina and anus.



I don’t know how I did it, but I resisted the urge. Deep down I knew this wasn’t about my daughter’s health any more. Gabriel had served his purpose, and for him to be an ongoing part of his daughters’ lives would be wrong.



I smiled at her and patted her cheek. “Of course I’ll tuck you in honey.”



And I pulled up the blanket around my daughter and tucked her in.



Leaning down I kissed her on the cheek, melting inside from the sad look in her eyes. I whispered to her, “Just remember honey, I always love you and will do what’s best for you. Now you get some rest.”



I slipped out the door, closing it softly behind me.



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Several weeks went by, and our lives settled into more of a routine. Paulina was doing well in school, and Kasia was finding she enjoyed working at the law firm very much. Kasia also enjoyed living more independently in her own suite. Sometimes she would join us for dinner, but often she would cook for herself (her suite had a small kitchen) and we might not see her at all on some nights. Her suite had its own entrance to the outside, so she was able to keep her own hours without disturbing us. I was proud she was learning to be independent.



We also continued doing poker night each Friday, from 8 to 11pm. I don’t think any of the men ever missed a single one.



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One evening in November I had a surprising conversation with Kasia. She had something to ask me, and wanted me to join her in her suite. Following her to her private rooms I was of course curious.



In the privacy of Kasia’s living area I asked her, “What’s it about honey? Is something the matter?”



“No Daddy, nothing like that. Well maybe. No that isn’t right. I don’t want to make you worried. I’m just trying to be safe is all.” Kasia responded, stammering a bit.



“Safe about what honey? Are you in trouble?” I asked.



Kasia was turning red and was clearly embarrassed or emotional. About what I couldn’t tell. She stalled a bit before continuing.



“Trouble? Oh no Daddy, not at all. It’s just…well…do you remember those special panties you made for me one time? Do you know where I can get those again?”



My mind reeled! Kasia was talking about her half-panties, the ones I’d made for her during the war to protect her virginity. Kasia had turned to anal sex as a way to get the nutrition she needed. She wore the half-panties whenever men were fucking her bottom, to prevent mistakes. There was always a risk that the man might accidentally pull out too far out of her bottom and thrust back into the wrong hole. The half-panties were designed to prevent that.



I considered what this request of hers meant.



“Of course honey, we can get you some half-panties. But can you tell me what’s going on? I’m your father and I want to make sure you’re ok,” I said.



Kasia considered that, and then continued on.



“Ok, well, I just want to be safe. Daddy there are a couple of men at my work who have been fucking my bottom for a while now. I want to wear half-panties to work just to be safe.”



“Really? Fucking you at work?!? Who are these men Kasia? How are they doing this to you?”



“Oh don’t worry Daddy it’s nothing bad. You know I enjoy it!”



With my prompting and cross-examination I eventually pieced together the entire story. The two men who were fucking Kasia were the two managing partners at her law firm. As men of power often do, one of the partners had decided to make a move on the attractive young woman who was new in the office. Kasia had enjoyed the attention from him, and within a few days invited him to fuck her bottom if he wanted. My daughter really has a different attitude toward sex than most women. Anyway, the man of course accepted.

So twice a day the partner calls Kasia into his office, and bending her over his desk he fucks her in the bottom. He doesn’t even take off his suit, he just unzips, lubes up, and pushes inside. Kasia it seems enjoys this. (“It’s better than working!” she laughed.) Once the first partner realized there was plenty of her to go around, he sent Kasia to the other law partner in the office. Between the two of them she was getting anal sex four or five times a day.



Once the basic picture was clear I said, “Thanks for telling me all this honey, it’s good that you trust me. But first things first, when these men fuck you where do they ejaculate?”



“One of them likes to come in my mouth, so I swallow it down. The other man usually comes inside my bottom. I’ve explained to both of them that I’m a virgin and I can’t have sex.”



I said to her, “Yes honey it does sound like you should be wearing half-panties to work. I’ll help you get some. Most importantly though, after the man ejaculates inside your bottom you should be careful about where it drips! You are a virgin but if his semen drips out and runs across your vagina, then it’s possible you might get pregnant. The chance is low but isn’t zero.”



“That’s smart of you Daddy. I’ll try to be careful.”



That weekend I took Kasia to several stores, but we didn’t find any half-panties for sale. I decided we would have to once again make our own. This time though I located a qualified seamstress and explained to her what we wanted. She was obviously intrigued by the job. She took many measurements of Kasia and asked her about what kinds of materials she liked, colors, and so on.



Several days later the seamstress showed us her work. It was beautiful! The panties were all black, with a sheer fabric in the front, and a soft cottony material over the vaginal area. The straps up the outside of the buttocks were made of a black lacy material, delicate looking but strong. Kasia tried them on and they fit her perfectly. I paid the seamstress to sew six more identical pairs.



From that day on Kasia wore her half-panties to work every day.



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Fast forward to mid-December, and one of our regular Friday evening poker nights. As usual we were gathered around the table, drinking and playing cards.



On this particular night we had an accident, albeit a minor one. We’d just finished an unusually exciting round of cards, one of those hands where two players get into a bidding war and everyone else folds as the stakes get higher. It was a flush against a full house. In the cheering and high fives after the cards were shown, one of the men accidentally knocked a bowl of potato chips onto the floor.



Waving him down, I jumped up to go fetch the broom and dustpan from the hall closet.



Walking down the hall toward the closet I heard a muffled sound coming from one of the rooms. I was out of earshot now of the loud noise coming from the dining room. There was a definite human sound. Maybe Paulina was listening to her music with headphones?



Genuinely curious now, I put my ear against one door after another in the hallway to identify the source of the noise. It was coming from Paulina’s room. And it was definitely not her voice I was hearing! Kneeling quietly in front of her room in the darkened hallway, I leaned forward to look through the keyhole in her door. Our house had doors of this older style, with keyholes you could see clear through.



On the other side of the door I could clearly see Tomasz in Paulina’s bedroom. He was naked save for his shirt and socks. The noise I’d heard was him grunting, as he violently throat-fucked my daughter on the bed. Paulina was in the throat position, laying on her back with her head dangling over the side of the bed. Tomasz stood directly in front of her, thrusting his big cock straight into her waiting throat. He was rutting like an animal possessed. If I hadn’t known Paulina’s talent firsthand I would have been worried for her safety.



I felt like I was watching a scene from twelve months ago, when Paulina relied on this for her nutrition. Why would she be doing this now? Was she being coerced, or did she somehow enjoy it? Should I break into the room and put a stop to it? I decided that no, it was not my place to do so. Paulina was an adult now and capable of making her own decisions.



In one crucial way the scene was in fact very different from twelve months ago, and that was that Tomasz was having sexual contact with my daughter. During the war we were always diligent to keep the men from arousing the girls during their feeding sessions: Kissing, and touching their breasts or vaginas, were rigorously disallowed. Now however as Tomasz fucked her mouth he was using his tongue on my daughter’s clit and vagina. Her knees were up against her chest, and Tomasz was spreading her thighs apart with his hands. She was moaning herself and clearly enjoying this stimulation.



Through the door I could now hear Tomasz speak.



“Mmmm my love, I see you shaved yourself clean as I asked last time. That’s a very good girl. I prefer it this way, so smooth and sexy!” he said. Tomasz was getting close to his climax and his speech was labored. He continued lapping at her smooth pussy and clit with his tongue.



Last time? How long has this been going on? I wondered.



Then I realized, like a shot of lightning: This could have been going on for months! Maybe since that very first poker night! Kneeling there in the hallway I replayed our poker nights in my mind. How the men would take turns excusing themselves to go to the bathroom, and how they would be gone for significant intervals of time. I’d never really thought of it, but it now seemed obvious something suspicious could be going on.



I didn’t have enough time now to put all the clues together. Tomasz was reaching his climax. “Uhhhh!” he groaned in a voice hoarse and deep. Quickly he moved his hands to get a firm grip on Paulina’s head. His eyes squeezed shut and he pushed his penis as deep as it could go into her mouth and throat. All that could be seen of the doctor’s genitalia was his big ballsack covered in thick gray pubic hair, which now Paulina’s nose was buried into in this obscene display of oral copulation. Then Tomasz’s hips bucked violently as he began ejaculating his semen into her throat. Wave after wave of shocks rocked his body…6…7…8. I was impressed by the intensity of the doctor’s orgasm, and also by Paulina’s ability to take such aggressive treatment. They were a well-suited pair, the two of them, despite the fact that he was 61 years old and she only 19.



The doctor let out a long, shaky sigh and opened his eyes. Then in one motion he pulled his big shaft completely out of her, leaving her saliva-covered mouth hanging open obscenely. It really was amazing how deep her throat was.



“That’s a good girl Paulina, you really can take it hard and deep! I’d better get back to the poker game. You be sure to be ready for next week, our big day! I love you sweetheart!” The doctor said this in a kind and loving voice. It was clear he adored her.



The doctor made motions to get his clothing back on, and I realized I had to move quickly to get out of the hallway. Quietly I pulled away from the keyhole and stood up, then moved to the hallway closet to fetch the broom and dustpan.



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Back in the dining room my mind reeled as I swept up the spilled potato chips. How long had this been going on? What was the “big day” Tomasz had spoken about? Are the other men also doing this? How could I have missed this for so long? My mind swirled with questions.



A minute later Tomasz came back to the group and rejoined the conversation. He looked as if nothing had happened. Perhaps a bit red in the face but not enough to arouse suspicion unless you knew what to look for. I realized it was entirely possible this had happened many times before.



A few minutes later another of the men excused himself to go to the restroom. I made note of exactly what time he left the table. It took him 11 minutes to return. Then another man excused himself, this time 8 minutes. Then another, 14 minutes. Eventually over the course of the evening every one of the men had taken at least one, and some two, fairly long bathroom breaks. It was a suspiciously long time to urinate. Why had I never noticed these long bathroom breaks before? The answer was obvious, I’d been distracted. In such a large group you don’t notice the difference between a 4 minute and 13 minute absence when everyone is talking and having fun.



Continuing my study of the situation, I began observing closely the faces of the men coming back from the “bathroom”, or excusing themselves to go. Were they communicating with one another nonverbally? Some way of negotiating who was to go next?



Despite my searching, I did not observe communication of any kind. The men just naturally took turns in some kind of unspoken agreement.



I decided to test my suspicions about what was going on. Toward the end of the evening Adam, a younger man of about 37 (that qualified as young in this group), excused himself to use the restroom. Adam had already been to the restroom once before since I began counting. A minute after he left the table, I excused myself under cover of returning the broom and dustpan to the hallway closet.



Walking quietly through the hallway, first I put the items away. Then looking toward the end of the hallway I noticed the bathroom door was open and the light off. That left only one place Adam could likely be. I crept back to the door to Paulina’s room and waited, listening for any sounds. All I heard was my own heart thumping in my ears. Kneeling quietly onto one knee I leaned forward to look through the keyhole.



As expected Adam was inside the room. He was fucking Paulina’s mouth in exactly the same position Tomasz had used, with her head dangling over the edge of the bed so her mouth and throat were in line. Adam was however much more gentle with my daughter. Instead of rutting like an animal as Tomasz did, Adam moved slowly and carefully in and out, although he did go just as deep.



My suspicions were confirmed. Probably all of the men were using Paulina in this way, and likely had been for many months. Obviously she did not mind. As her father I felt worried for her safety, but I knew it was misplaced. Paulina was an adult now and could handle herself. Moreover she deserved to make her own decisions about her romantic life without her father butting in. I decided the best course of action was to continue on as if nothing had happened.



I also had another realization: During every poker night Tomasz had always been first to use the bathroom. I’d noticed this before, and I suppose chalked it up to his older age. But with this new information it started to fit a broader pattern. There had always been a special relationship between Tomasz and Paulina, dating back to the war when Tomasz was always first to feed Paulina at a given meal. The pattern of bathroom breaks served to confirm that, for Tomasz at least, this had been going on for a long time. Perhaps as long as we’d been doing poker nights.



And so without my knowledge, poker night had become “poke her” night. I chuckled inwardly at that thought as I made my way back to the group of men.



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I spent the next week with just a single question on my mind: What had Tomasz meant about their “big day” this Friday? I thought back to his history with Paulina. Was it an anniversary of some shared event? Nothing came to mind. I was burning with curiosity and resolved to find some way to learn what this was all about. Friday would be the day.



Paulina for her part seemed even happier and more talkative than usual. She’s always been a cheerful kid but she had a noticeable spring in her step that week. Or perhaps it was all in my mind, I don’t know.



And so it was a week of anticipation.



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On Monday right after work Kasia asked once again if we could speak in private, in her part of the house. Of course, I said, and followed her to her rooms.



“How are things honey? Is your work going well?” I asked.



“Oh yes Daddy, work is going great. I wanted to let you know that the half-panties you had made for me are perfect! I’ve had no accidents, and all of the men at my work find them really sexy!”



“Men? You mean those two law partners? Are you still seeing both of them honey?” I asked. When you’re a father it’s hard to not get worried.



“Oh yes, I’m still seeing them of course. I’m also seeing a few others besides. Not partners, but staff lawyers. The partners have told their staff lawyers, all men by the way, that if they’re productive they get time with me as a reward. One of them even called me in to his staff meeting, to show the men what I look like under my skirt! He said for the incentive to be effective the men need to know what the prize looks like.”



“Really?” I said, with a grin on my face. “That must have been…interesting!”



“Really Daddy, I’m not kidding. I’ll show you how it was. Pretend my dining table here is the conference room table ok? The partner brought me in and had me stand like this.” Facing the table, she bent over at the waist and placed her hands on the surface, with her back arched so her butt stood out.



Kasia is by far the more voluptuous of my two daughters. She is shorter than Paulina, despite being a year older, and built differently. Where Paulina is lithe and thin and almost pre-pubescent, Kasia is curvy and womanly. She has thick thighs, wide hips, a large bottom, and a narrow waist. She has always been strikingly attractive. I could see why the men at her office would find her so enticing.



On this particular evening Kasia was still in her work clothes: A white silk blouse, knee-length tailored skirt, black nylons up to mid-thigh, and tall black leather platform high heels. She stood there bent over the table, with her feet shoulder distance apart. Kasia was looking back over her shoulder at me with a smile on her face.



“Now you pretend you’re the law partner, ok Daddy? He flipped up my skirt so all the other men could see my bottom. Go ahead and do it,” she said.



It can’t hurt to play along, I thought to myself. She seems to be enjoying this. So I reached down to grab the hem of her skirt, and pulling it up rested it on her lower back. It took some adjusting to get all of her tight skirt pushed up onto her back.



What I saw revealed stunned me.



First, her new half-panties made an absolutely gorgeous sight. They were black lace against her pale white skin. Kasia’s wide, plump bottom was framed perfectly by the straps going up the back of the half-panties. And they seductively hid her most private part, her vagina. Looking at her stunning shape I could understand why any of her male coworkers would kill to spend time with her!



Second and even more amazing, Kasia now had a tattoo on her lower back. In large scripted letters just above her bottom the tattoo read, “Daddy’s Girl”.



I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say.



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“What do you think Daddy? Do you like it?” Kasia asked excitedly about her new tattoo.



I was stunned and could’t speak. I could only run my hand back and forth over the lettering as if to test the reality of it. In the process I will admit I became aroused touching her soft pale skin. Her big plump bottom really was a gorgeous sight. With her legs spread slightly apart like this I could just barely make out the hole between her butt cheeks. I knew she had had many dozens of men, maybe a hundred by now, fuck her in that hole. And still she remained a virgin. “Daddy’s Girl.”



“It’s…it’s…it’s amazing honey. I honestly don’t know what to say! But what does it mean though? Daddy’s Girl?”



When I said that, Kasia’s entire demeanor shifted. It’s hard to explain…she became, perhaps submissive is the word. She still wore a smile on her face, but now it had become more shy. She stood up from the table and turned around to face me, but now her arms and legs were clutched in together as she stood, as if she were trying to make herself smaller. And she no longer looked directly at me, but down toward my feet. When Kasia spoke again it was almost a whisper.



“Daddy it means that I am yours. I just…I just want you to be happy Daddy. And I want to be good for you.”



“Oh honey…” I said. I was too stunned to say much, but I could tell she was pouring out her heart to me. I was still struggling to understand what it was all about.



She continued speaking, in the same quiet intense voice. As she spoke her eyes defocused, her mind traveling far away. “I know the war was an awful time Daddy, and I know it’s good that our family is safe. But for me that was honestly the best time of my life. You really did save me Daddy, and we were so close then. It felt so nice, all the time we spent together. I just wish we could have some of that back.”



She looked up at me now, with sad eyes and a sad smile. I had no idea how she had perceived the war. In my mind the war was a horror to distance ourselves from, and here she was saying it had been the best time of her life.



I stepped forward and gathered her in my arms. Kasia buried her face into my chest and began to cry. My own eyes brimmed with tears as I held her tightly against me.



“Oh honey, I am so sorry! I had no idea you felt this way! I want you to know I really miss some things about those times too. I don’t miss being constantly worried about you and your sister. But I do miss how close we were, and how you and I were so intimate.”



I continued on. “But those were different times dear. We did those things back then because we had to, so you and your sister could survive. I wouldn’t give up those memories for anything! But now, it just isn’t right for a father and daughter to be intimate like that. It might be hard for you to understand.”



Kasia’s face was still buried into my chest and she got even more emotional as she responded. “But I DO understand everything! I understand that we were close then and now you don’t want to be any more. How can it be wrong if we both enjoyed it?” She looked hurt and rejected. How had it come to this? I felt nothing but love for my daughter.



“I know it’s hard to understand honey. But the law, and our religion, say it’s wrong for a man to have sex with his daughter. That’s just the way it is and it doesn’t matter what I want. Heaven knows I wish it weren’t that way, but it is.”



She pulled away from my body and looked up at my face with a serious expression. “But wait Daddy, I wasn’t talking about sex. I was talking about the things we did together during the war. You know, like how you would fuck my bottom and feed me. All the men would do those things. That wasn’t sex was it?”



“Well…uh…hmmm. Actually sweetheart…” I stammered.



I was at a loss for what to say. Should I tell my daughter that she’d had sex with a hundred different men by the age of 21? That would be telling her she was a whore. What else could I say? It was true we’d had very strict rules — and adhered to them completely as best as I could tell. There was only one thing I could tell her.



“Actually sweetheart, you’re right. Those things we did were fun but they weren’t really sex.”



She hugged her face back into my chest and closed her eyes again. “Ok that’s what I thought. Before when I was talking about us, I was just talking about doing those things again. I wasn’t talking about us having sex! Everyone knows family members shouldn’t have sex together. That’s even in the Bible Daddy.”



“Yes you’re right sweetheart,” was all I could think to say. I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head.



She continued, “Some of the men at work want to have sex with me. But I told them I won’t have sex until I get married. I told them they could fuck my bottom as much as they want, but there’s no way I’m having sex.”

I smiled faintly at the distinction she was drawing. “I’m proud that you stick up for yourself like that sweetheart. But sweetheart I have to ask, do you like it when all these men at work fuck your bottom? You wouldn’t have to do that if you don’t want to, you know,” I asked.



“Oh no I don’t mind. Some of them I have to remind to use lots of lubrication, otherwise it hurts a little bit going in. When it’s inside though I love the feeling of being full! And when they move in and out it’s almost like scratching an itch. Or maybe more like massaging me from the inside. It’s hard to describe, but it feels really good!”



So there it was. As a consequence of her wartime experience, Kasia had developed (and possibly her sister too) a very unusual conception of sex. In her mind many of the things that most of us would consider sexually intimate, like oral and anal sex, are not sex at all. They are just fun things she likes to do, perhaps no different from hugging or dancing with another person.



“One thing honey is that you probably shouldn’t tell your friends about the things that happened during the war. Or about the men at your law office. Some people a little bit old fashioned about these things.”



“Yes I know,” she said.



Now I would be lying if I said I didn’t find my daughter sexually arousing. Apparently she wasn’t the only one with a psychological imprint from the war. I would never in a million years have thought I could be sexually attracted to one of my own daughters, but the strange circumstances had bent me to it. The erection in my pants was objective proof.



Pressed up against me as she was, Kasia could feel my erection now. She smiled and looked up at me.



“It feels like you’re ready Daddy! Can we do it again, right now? I even got this really good lubricant so you don’t have to use saliva. It just glides in perfectly!”



She walked over to her nightstand, opened the drawer, and got out a bottle of lube which she handed to me. (“Why does she keep lube in her nightstand at home?” I wondered. File that away for future questioning.)



“Can we Daddy? Please?” she had an expectant look on her face.



Now I should have run away from there as fast as I could, I know. I know, I know, I know. But she’d broken me down in every way possible: With emotion, with seduction, and even with my own logic twisted against me. But the honest truth was, I really wanted it. For all her pleading, deep down I probably wanted it more than she did. Gabriel likes nothing better than to hold his little daughter down and fuck his cock deep into her bottom.



Something strange happened then. As I stood there with my daughter in my arms, a growing feeling of certainty began to fill my mind. It was like an unhuman power that began to wash over me, moving quickly up my spine and sending the hairs on the back of my neck bristling. I felt a raw power coursing through my every vein and artery. It was the feeling of absolute certainty, of clarity of purpose. The indecision had fallen away and my mind was filled with absolute knowledge of what I must do.



Such was my state of mind throughout the next series of events I will relate here. It was a rare and fleeting state of mind to be sure, but while it inhabited me I harbored no doubts or second thoughts. I only acted. Of course this does not absolve me of personal responsibility for what eventually resulted.



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Holding Kasia slightly apart from me now, I placed my hand under her chin and tilted her face upward to meet my gaze. Again I was not thinking, only acting.



I bent down and, turning my head, softly put my lips to hers.



It was the first time I’d ever kissed Kasia on the mouth. I started slowly, using my lips to softly caress hers. Then with a slow rhythm I started to kiss, stroking and kneading her lips with mine. Ever so gently I used my lips to separate hers. And she began to kiss me back, with a faint almost imperceptible moan.



With her lips still on mine I reached down and slowly brought her arms behind her back, bringing her wrists together. With my left hand I clasped her wrists together tightly at the small of her back. Then I moved my right hand up to hold her neck and head, my fingers entwining through her hair. With both arms — one around her waist and holding her arms, the other in back of her neck — I began to pull her into me and deepen the kiss.



The intensity of our mouths moving together increased and I could feel Kasia begin to melt, and follow my lead instinctively. My tongue entered her mouth and she responded in kind. When she surrenders herself to me as she did then, she truly is Daddy’s Girl.



I put into that kiss all of the love, all the passion, all the desire I feel for my daughter. The raw intensity of my feeling must have come through, because as we stood there kissing she gasped. Finally I relaxed my hold on her and slowly broke the kiss, standing up and holding her to me so my lips were against her forehead.



With her eyes still shut Kasia sighed and said, “Oh Daddy. Oh my God Daddy….oh my God!”



I gave her a moment to recover. Then I instructed her, “Remove your half-panties honey. You never need to use those with Daddy.” And she complied. As she pulled up her skirt once again over her hips, I was again stunned by how gorgeous she was. Soft pale skin and gorgeous curves. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her half-panties and pulled them down, bending at the waist. I was so mad with desire I couldn’t wait to have my cock buried in her ass.



I placed a pillow in the middle of her bed. “Good girl, now lay face down with your hips on the pillow.” She complied without question. The pillow under her hips made her butt stick upward. From experience I knew this would allow me to go slightly deeper.



Then I took off my clothes and got onto the bed myself, and straddled her legs to face her glorious bottom. The skirt had fallen back down, so with my two hands I hiked it back up to rest on her lower back. Kasia lifted her hips so I could get the skirt all the way up.



Again I was all action, no decisions. And so I leaned over to get my face close to her protruding bottom, and used my hands to separate her butt cheeks. This exposed her perfect little anus to me. I was in heaven.



As I’d done a hundred times before, I leaned in close and placed my nose right up against her butthole. Then I breathed in deep to smell her essence.



Kasia smelled a little bit different now than she had during the war, probably due to her very different diet. When she was on an all-semen diet, her bottom had had a musky smell. Now it was very similar, only a little more sour or acidic. It was every bit as sexy.



Then, with my face still nuzzled deep inside her crack, I used my tongue to lightly lick upward, from the top of her pussy up to the top of her crack. As my tongue traced over her butthole, she reflexively bucked her hips and gasped.



“Oh God Daddy! Uhhhhh!” she cried.



“That was my tongue on your butthole sweetheart. It’s called rimming. Just relax and I’ll do it some more.”



And so I rimmed Kasia. First I did more light licks from bottom to top. Then I placed the tip of my tongue at the center of her butthole and began to massage her, moving my tongue in little circles. I could tell this was arousing her because she pushed back against my tongue, moaning. She was striving for firmer pressure.



I gave her firmer pressure, pushing my tongue against her sphincter and driving it firmly inside. By getting in close I was able to go deep, getting perhaps an inch of my tongue through her anus and into her rectum. I used my tongue like a little penis to fuck her bottom. The taste inside of her was nice. A little bit spicy, but pleasant and very sexy. I did this for a long while, enjoying the feel and smell and taste of having my tongue deep inside her bottom. She enjoyed submitting to this treatment, moaning throughout. When I pulled back I noticed Kasia’s vagina was swollen and glistening. Her future husband is going to be one lucky guy.



Pushing back from her I sat upright once again, still straddling her lower legs. I reached for the bottle of lube she’d thrown onto the bed earlier. Uncapping it, I began to drizzle lube down the length of my cock, then slowly stroke myself to distribute it evenly. My cock was rock-hard and aching to be inside her bottom. But first I wanted her to say it.



“You’re a grown woman now Kasia, and you can make your own decisions. I want to hear you say the words. Say them for me now sweetheart,” I said. My voice was rough with desire, and I was slowly stroking my hard cock as I said these words.



She moaned. “Yes I want it Daddy, just like we talked about.” And involuntarily she thrust her bottom upward, aching to be penetrated.



“I want you to say the words aloud sweetheart. What do you want me to do?” I said.



“I want you to FUCK ME Daddy! I want you to put your cock in my ass and fuck me so hard that it hurts! I want you to hold me down and use me like your little fucktoy!”



I had to smile at the passion and emotion in her voice. That was all the permission I needed.



I spread a little more lube on my cock, and slowly stroked it over the shaft. The sight of my daughter’s curving hips and big full bottom laid out before me drove me wild with desire. I was desperate for what was to come. Stroking myself slowly, I drizzled more lube inside her crack, which I gently massaged into her sphincter with my left thumb. Now she was ready.



Then, a mere six inches below the tattoo proclaiming “Daddy’s Girl”, I put the swollen glans of my hard penis up against her butthole. It had been such a long time, I thought. Too long. And then I eased my weight on her and I could feel her instinctively relax as I began to push my way deep into her tight warm bottom.



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That first time back together again was the best non-sex I’ve ever had in my life. It was a thing beyond comparison, outside of space and time.



My daughter had her first all-anal orgasm that night. As I pounded away into her tight ass, I leaned down and in a low voice began telling Kasia what a good girl she was:



“That’s a good girl Kasia. You’re being so good for Daddy. I saw how you lifted your skirt and spread your legs so Daddy could fuck his big fat cock into your ass! You’re such a perfect little fucktoy, Daddy’s little daughter! Just relax and let Daddy use you exactly like he wants. Daddy loves you and he’s going to pump you full of semen. You’re going to have your own Daddy’s semen deep inside you!”



Between the sensations and my voice in her ear, a powerful orgasm began to build deep inside my daughter. She moaned louder and louder as it gained momentum, her hips bucking as she lost control.



“Uhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhh! UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! DADDEEEEEEEE!!”



I stopped my thrusting right as her orgasm hit, and I could feel waves of contractions hit her anal sphincter. It felt like she was trying to milk the come straight out of my cock.



The image of her milking my cock proved too much for me, and I crossed the point of no return. Knowing I would ejaculate within seconds, I pulled out of her ass and quickly moved up to her face.



Roughly I commanded, “Suck it!” And I fed my cock into her mouth. There was a lot of lube and some fecal matter on my penis from the deep ass-fucking I’d just given her. She didn’t seem to mind, planting her lips around the head of my penis and beginning to fellate me. Within seconds the waves of orgasm began to hit, and I felt as if my head might explode. Wave after wave of intense contractions came over me, jerking my hips and legs, forcing semen out of me and into my daughter. She took every drop into her mouth.



Only after my orgasm had subsided and I’d pulled out of her mouth, did she do anything about the huge load of semen there. Kasia swirled it around in her mouth for a time, enjoying the taste. Then with a single large gulp she swallowed it all. With her eyes closed and head on the pillow Kasia let out a deep sigh.



“I love you Daddy,” she said in a sleepy voice.



“I love you too sweetheart,” I replied. I put a blanket over her and my daughter drifted off to sleep.



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Returning back to our timeline with Paulina, again it was a week of anticipation.



At the previous Friday’s poker night, I’d overheard Tomasz speaking to Paulina in her room about their “big day” the coming Friday. Leading up to the big day I searched for clues in Paulina’s behavior, to no avail. She behaved just as she always did. I was nervous with anticipation the entire week.



One thing I knew is that I would have to find a way to observe Tomasz and Paulina in her room that Friday night. My strong hunch is that whatever was planned, would happen then.



On Friday the men began to arrive at our usual start time of 8pm. One of them couldn’t attend due to a family event, so there were a total of seven of us for that week’s game. We quickly settled in, buying in chips and starting our first round of beers.



A few minutes into our game, Tomasz announced that he wasn’t feeling well. He was getting over a cold and was still feeling weak. Holding his head, Tomasz said, “I think I may want to sit out for a while, so please gentlemen don’t wait up for me. I’m going to lie low for a bit and see how I feel.”



Knowing about the “big day” I could see well what Tomasz was aiming for. He was establishing an excuse to be away from the table. Taking pity on my good friend I decided to help him.



“Why don’t you use the spare bedroom Tomasz?” I said. “It’s the closed door in the hallway, across from Paulina’s room. Feel free to lay down and take a nap if you’d like. We’ll just leave you alone and you can rejoin us out here when you’re feeling better.”



“Oh why thank you,” Tomasz replied. As he rose he did a bit of playacting, holding his head as though he had a bad headache. “That sounds perfect. I think a half hour nap could really help. I’ll set my alarm so none of you need bother with me.”



“Sounds good. Have a nice nap and I hope you feel better. Close the door if you want and we won’t bother you. Do you know which one is the guest bedroom?”



“Ah yes, I know exactly the guest room. Thank you. Gentlemen, enjoy the game,” Tomasz said. With that he departed the table and walked in the direction of the guest bedroom, his hand still to his head.



Now throughout all of this I was 99% certain that Tomasz’s “sickness” was a front. I had played along, and congratulated myself on a good acting job. I suspected that not even Tomasz knew that I knew. Meanwhile I scanned the faces of the other men, looking for a knowing glance or some other sign that they understood what was happening. There was none. It appeared that the “big day” was a secret between Tomasz and my daughter Paulina.



After another two hands in the game, I decided to make my exit as well. “Sorry to leave you gentlemen with only five, but nature calls. I’ll be in the restroom, and not to be too graphic but this one is going to take a while. Be back soon.” With that I departed the game.



Turning the corner to enter the hallway, I went into stealth mode, moving as silently as I could. Immediately I noticed that both bedroom doors were closed — Paulina’s as well as the guest bedroom. Faintly I could barely discern whispering coming from somewhere. Exactly where I couldn’t tell.



At this point I was virtually certain that Tomasz had joined Paulina in her room, just as he had dozens of times before. I moved quietly to her bedroom door and went down on one knee to peer inside. I was used to this drill, having spied on Paulina at least once or twice during every poker night of the last many months. Countless times I’d seen Paulina in her “throat position”, laying on her back with her head dangling over the edge of the bed, so that one man or another could fuck his cock into her throat at full depth. However, what I saw this time surprised me.



I saw nothing! Or rather, I saw only Paulina’s empty bed on the other side of the room. The sightline through the keyhole didn’t afford a view of the room in its entirety, but unless they were pressed up against one of the near walls, Tomasz and my daughter were not inside.



Still the whispering continued, and by this time I could better locate its source. Behind me! In the guest bedroom? Perhaps Paulina had moved over to join Tomasz there. Maybe he was sick after all?



Glancing across the hallway, I saw with relief that the guest bedroom door was of the same older style as Paulina’s, with the same type of keyhole below the doorknob. As silently as I could, I moved across the hall to the guest bedroom door. My curiosity had reached a fever pitch.



Looking through the keyhole, here is what I saw. I saw Paulina and Tomasz, together on the bed. Paulina was wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton ankle socks, and a white cotton tank top that hugged her form closely. Her skirt and panties had been removed, revealing her creamy white skin and slim figure. Paulina was nearly the opposite of her sister’s body type. Where her sister was voluptuous and padded, Paulina was lithe and athletic, and in her own way just as beautiful. However I’d always felt a twinge of guilt at my attraction toward Paulina’s figure, not because she was my daughter (a guilt I should have felt but didn’t), but because of her pre-pubescent figure. In spite of her 19 years, looking at Paulina always gave me the impression I was getting aroused ogling a 13 year old girl. At the moment, an impression heightened by the fact that her pussy was completely hairless. My girl shaved now!



Paulina was laying on her back, in the missionary position. Positioned between her legs was Tomasz, who’d removed every article of clothing. His groin was pressed against Paulina’s, and his upper body was laying against hers with his head in close. Paulina had her legs wrapped around Tomasz’s hips, and her arms wrapped around his upper body. In effect she was hugging him with all four limbs.



And the most important detail. Tomasz had his cock buried deep into Paulina’s pussy.



It was plain to see. The view from the keyhole was perfectly suited, a three-quarters view partly from the side and partly from below, looking up Paulina’s bottom. The bed was only about six feet away, close enough to see the glistening sheen on Tomasz’s cock as he slowly fucked it in and out of my daughter’s virgin pussy. From the way her lips gripped his shaft on the way in and out, I could tell it was a very snug fit.



My daughter was a virgin no more! It was a big day indeed.



As they lay there slowly fucking in the missionary position, I was struck once again by the vast age difference between them. Paulina at 19 years was literally young enough to be granddaughter to 62 year old Tomasz. Her pale, youthful appearance was in stark contrast to his older and more tanned body. In many ways Tomasz looked his age, with a nearly bald head, a hairy back, and a generous amount of weight around his midsection. That said, Tomasz was still fit and vigorous in a way that I imagined women could find appealing. His hands and forearms were thick and strong as trees, and his chest was broad. And Tomasz had a penis and testicles that would have been large on a man of any age. From my vantage point I could see his thick penis stretching my daughter tight, with his ballsack the size of a billiard ball hanging obscenely below.



The whispering I’d heard was their conversation as he slowly fucked her for the first time. Being closer now, I could just barely make out their words if I concentrated.



Paulina whispered to Tomasz. “Oww, move slow! Slow, slow, slow. Ah that’s better. It’s so big I feel like I’m being split in half! It’s so tight!”



“I know sweetheart,” her lover responded, again in a whisper. “It’s tight for me too. I’ve been waiting for this for so long! It feels like we’re in a dream.”

Tomasz continued to fuck slowly in and out, and his voice grew tighter as he continued speaking. It was obvious he wasn’t going to last long. He said, “Now just relax dear. Keep breathing and stay calm, and I’ll go nice and slow.”



Then he started to grunt in time with his thrusting, his face buried into Paulina’s neck. She had her eyes closed and was breathing deeply. As he sped rapidly toward climax, involuntarily he started to speed up his thrusting. Paulina did not complain this time, perhaps because her sheath was beginning to stretch and accommodate his size.



More grunting as Tomasz gave my daughter her first true fucking. Watching through the keyhole I was getting excited witnessing the obscene spectacle. Here was an old man, holding down a girl half his weight and a third his age, using his big fat cock to deflower her virgin pussy.



Now Tomasz said to her, “Ok baby I’m getting really close. Do you want me to come inside you, or pull out?”



Paulina opened her eyes and smiled. She said, “It’s our first time. I want you to come deep inside me. Make me your girl!”



“Ok sweetheart but you know what might happen, don’t you? How babies are made?”



Paulina smiled again. “Of course silly! And you know I would love if that happened. So send that big load of yours deep inside me!” I could see she was using her legs and feet to pull Tomasz’s butt inward, helping him get deeper into her.



This encouragement was all it took to send Tomasz over the edge, cascading him into a powerful series of orgasmic contractions. Over and over he hunched his big cock into her and grunted loudly. In my mind’s eye I could see each big spurt of semen going deep inside her, coating the inside of her pussy and forming a big puddle against her cervix. No doubt even now his sperm was making its way through her cervix and into her virgin womb.



At last Tomasz collapsed on top of her, spent. Paulina’s arms and legs were still wrapped around him tight. They were an unusual couple but it was clear they adored each other. As a father what more could I hope for?



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Kneeling there at the keyhole to our guest bedroom, watching Paulina and her older lover Tomasz in their first post-coital embrace, an urge came over me to give them privacy. This was a special moment for them, and one that should not be be spoiled by spying.



Quietly I pulled away from the door and stood up there in the darkened hallway. As I did this, a familiar tightness in my pants confirmed what I already knew: Watching my daughter get fucked for her very first time had made me incredibly horny! So horny that perhaps my judgment was impaired for what was to follow.



I estimated I had at least a few minutes before Paulina and Tomasz came out of their room. I could afford a bit of time but had to move quickly. Turning around, I moved back to Paulina’s bedroom door and, quietly as I could, turned the knob and entered her room, closing the door behind me. If I were caught in here I possessed no good alibi, so I resolved to work quickly.



I walked to the phone on the nightstand next to Paulina’s bed, and picked up the handset. Dial tone. We had two phones in the house then: One there in Paulina’s room, and the other in the family room. The latter one was now in the middle of a large group of men playing poker. At the moment this was the only phone I could use privately.



Quickly I dialed a number I’d committed to memory. It was a number I’d never called before, but one I’d memorized in case of emergencies.



Far off at the edge of perception, I heard a phone ring. After a few rings a familiar voice answered. “Hello, this is Kasia. To whom am I speaking?”



I lowered my voice to a loud whisper, and cupped my hand over the receiver end of the phone to channel my voice and keep it from spreading.



Whispering I said, “Kasia, it’s me, Daddy. I need to see you right away, it’s important. Is it ok if I come over?”



“What’s the matter Daddy, why are you whispering? Is everything ok? I thought you were playing poker now with your friends?” A tone of concern had entered her voice.



“Everything’s ok sweetheart. I don’t have time to explain now — I will when I get there. Can I come over?”



She paused briefly. “Yes, of course Daddy. Can you give me five minutes? I have a…visitor…here but he was nearly done anyway. Give us five minutes and you can come over.”



“Ok, thanks honey. I’ll be over in five minutes. I can’t get to my key right now, so listen for my knock and you can let me in. See you soon!” I whispered this back to her, and then quiet as I could placed the handset back, refilling its cradle. I glanced at my watch to mark the time.



Moving quickly then, I went back to the door and once again used the keyhole, but for the first time to look out instead of in. To my relief the hallway was clear. I rose and quietly turned the doorknob, opened her door with as little noise as I could manage, then stepped into the empty hallway and closed it behind me. Safe.



I decided the best place to wait was the hallway bathroom, which is ostensibly where I was supposed to be right now anyway. So I walked down the hallway and entered the bathroom, closing then door behind me and flipping on the light switch.



In here I could think, and wait. Glancing at my watch I had 4:30 remaining.



Now as you’re reading this, it occurs to me that something bears explanation, which so far in the storyline I have not provided. This is the “visitor” that Kasia mentioned in our phone conversation, and the cause of my present waiting. I will briefly explain.



You will recall that Kasia had been receiving the amorous attentions of the two partners in her law office. As the office assistant she would work at her desk for most of the day. When one of the partners wanted her, he would ring her at her desk and summon her to his office. For each of the partners this would happen once or twice a day.



As Kasia described it, most of these encounters were brief. She would enter the partner’s office, closing the door behind her. Then, knowing what was expected of her, she would walk to the partner’s desk, on the side where he would usually be seated. There she would pull up her skirt — she always wore skirts to the office — and lean over the edge of the desk, placing the skirt in the small of her back. I mentioned how she always wears half-panties to the office, basically panties with an open back. The half-panties gave the men easy access to her bottom, but also served as a reminder that her vagina was off-limits to them. And so she would lie there bent over his desk, the lacy straps of her half-panties framing her full bottom. She’d taken to lubing up her hole in the bathroom on the way there, so her anus was already glistening and ready to be penetrated. This is how she would present herself to the men. They would simply unzip and mount her at that time. Occasionally they would pull out and want her to swallow their come. More often they would ejaculate deep inside her bottom. In any case, once he finished Kasia would simply flip her skirt back down and return to her desk. For the partners she was basically on call for whenever they wanted her, in between client meetings and so on.



Now I’d mentioned about how the partners had turned Kasia’s good looks and receptiveness for anal sex into an incentive program at her office. Here’s how it worked. A male staff lawyer in the office who distinguished himself in some way could be recognized by one of the partners by being given a certificate. (One of Kasia’s tasks as office assistant was to get these certificates designed and printed.) The certificate read something innocuous like, “for outstanding accomplishments”, but everyone knew their real purpose. They entitled the bearer to time with Kasia. Specifically, 15 minutes per certificate. Kasia would collect these from the men, and submit them to the office finance manager, who would pay her — in cash — $80 for each certificate. For Kasia it was a good source of extra income for something she enjoyed anyway, and for the office it was a very effective incentive program. The partners later expanded it to include certain important clientele, but I digress.



For the staff lawyers, the question arose of where could they could redeem their private time with Kasia. Unlike the partners the staff lawyers did not have private offices, and there were no other suitable private spaces in the office. For reasons of decorum they couldn’t have people fucking out in the open.



So the solution was for the men to visit Kasia’s apartment in the afternoon or evening — hence the “visitor” she mentioned on the phone. With the separate outside entrance to her rooms, with some discretion you might never see it. Kasia had taught the men to be discreet.



As part of this program she was allowed to leave the office early, usually around 3pm. The men would make afternoon appointments with her, keeping her busy usually until around 6:30pm. Occasionally one of the men would save up many certificates for a longer date, sometimes extending late into the night. Or they would buy “certificates” directly from her to extend their time, and her income.



It was a little unusual that Kasia would have a visitor this late, already close to 8:30pm. More typically her visitors would be gone by 6:30 or 7:00pm. This likely meant she was especially busy tonight. However “busy” never came close to how much male attention she received during the war, when she had anal sex over 100 times each day as a matter of survival. Her current activities must have felt leisurely by comparison!



Kasia enjoyed having her visitors, and she was very permissive in what they could do with her. Most would want anal sex, some would want her to suck them off (sometimes after anal sex), and still others — often the married ones — would only want to see her naked and explore her body. Kasia had two hard rules. One, the men couldn’t kiss her on the mouth. And two, her half-panties stayed on the whole time, and by implication her vagina was off-limits. Still, within those boundaries there were a wide variety of options for the men to explore.



She also loved to dress up for the men, knowing how visual men can be. Kasia had accumulated a variety of clothing and props for dates with her visitors. Schoolgirl outfits, goth leather gear, plain cotton nighties, and more were available for the men to request. Kasia enjoyed putting on a show, and the attention she got as a result.



As I stood there in the bathroom waiting (my clock now read 1:45 remaining), my thoughts turned to Monday, when Kasia and I had been reunited so to speak. The mood between us, and each of our moods individually, had seen a dramatic change since that day. In hindsight I realized just how much I’d missed Kasia during the time apart, and how wonderful it felt to reconnect with her once again. I was walking on a cloud that entire week, and I could tell Kasia felt the same.



Of course, in the days since our Monday reunion we could not stay apart from one another. Each night I would go to her rooms just before bedtime, usually 11pm or so, and we would play. I learned that my daughter was often horny at that time of night, owing to the steady stream of visitors in the afternoon and evening. Her visitors aroused her but she never got an orgasm from them, so for her it was an hours-long string of constant titillation each day. Kasia confessed to me that she would usually masturbate in the late evening to relieve the tension. I instructed her to stop masturbating, and wait for me to relieve her instead. By the time I came to her in the late evening she was always freshly showered and itching to be fucked by her Daddy. Over the past several days I’d learned that by kissing her, holding her down, and fucking her bottom in the right way, I could give her a strong orgasm.



Just a minute left. My up-close view from a few minutes ago of my daughter Paulina getting fucked for real also made me wonder: What would it be like to fuck my cock into Kasia’s pussy? I wonder if she would let me, if I asked her. Since I was her father I doubt she would refuse me. In my mind’s eye I imagined how it would feel to be lovers, and have my cock in her pussy. All it would take is a slight change of course as I fucked her bottom, an accident. Dangerous thoughts.



Ok, time to go. I turned out the light and cautiously opened the door. The hallway was empty. So I left the bathroom and walked to the entrance to Paulina’s apartment, on the other side of the TV room and office area that adjoined the hallway.



Knocking softly, she opened the door immediately. She must have been waiting there for me. She opened the door just enough for me to get inside, then closed and locked it behind me.



What I saw stunned me.



Kasia was still in her outfit from the last visitor, who’d apparently left just seconds earlier. She wore what would best be described as a “slutty good girl” outfit.



First, she had on a short plaid skirt that covered her wide hips and went down to mid-thigh. Those thick creamy thighs of hers always made me weak at the knees. Then she wore long white nylon stockings, covering her feet and calves all the way up to just above her knees. Completing the lower part of her outfit, Kasia wore six inch platform heels made of clear plastic, the kind you see strippers wear. Those shoes looked so fucking slutty.



The top half of her continued the look. Kasia’s midsection was bare, and all she wore as a top was a short white shirt that tied in front. The shirt did everything it could to contain her large breasts, but with no bra and only thin material it did a very poor job. Her breasts swayed as she moved, and her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Kasia’s hair was tied in two ponytails, right and left, with a length of red ribbon tied into a bow at the base of each. Finally, around her neck she wore a tight black velvet choker, with a large clear oval jewel set into the front.



“What’s the matter Daddy, is everything ok?” she asked. Honestly she looked so fucking hot I could barely hear her words.



“Oh yeah honey, everything is fine. I have some news about your sister. But before we get into that, tell me about your visitors today. It looks like one just left.” I replied. The giveaways were her flushed cheeks and a faint dew of sweat on her forehead. She looked like she’d been with a man just a few minutes ago.



“Well you’re right, the last one just left. I had eight visitors today after work, it was a busy day. They fucked me really good! And I think I got some cream in my bottom. Want to take a look?” She said that last part with a coy smile. She turned around to point her bottom at me, standing with her feet together and her back arched. Kasia was offering herself up for my inspection.



“Of course honey. Lean forward a little and arch your back…that’s perfect.” And then I reached down to grab the hem of her skirt, and lift it up over her bottom.



The sight before me was so slutty and erotic it was hard to keep from unzipping and entering her right then. Kasia’s half-panties framed her gorgeous bottom perfectly, and my eyes were drawn to her usually pert little hole. Now it was gaping open obscenely, having just been fucked by eight men in quick succession. Back during the war Kasia would spend a good part of every day in this gaped state. The difference now was that instead of coming in her mouth, most (all?) of the men had come in her bottom. A long trail of white semen oozed out of her gaping hole and down her leg.



Kasia’s half-panties usually formed a demure covering over her vagina. As I said, the men could fuck her ass as much they wanted, but her vagina was off-limits. Now though her pussy was so sopping wet that her panty material had soaked through entirely. Rather than demure, the half-panties if anything drew attention to how aroused she was.



When I spoke my voice was rough. “Mmmm yes, you seemed to have gotten fucked in your bottom. From the look if it I’d guess several times.”



Then I inserted the middle two fingers of my right hand into her bottom, going in deep and using the fingers to scoop out a big glob of semen.



“And I think you were right, they did get semen inside of you. Look,” I said, reaching around and holding up my glistening hand to her.



She looked at my hand and, not missing a beat, held it with both of hers and pulled it to her mouth. Kasia put my two fingers deep in her mouth and sucked them clean.



“Mmmm yes Daddy. That’s exactly what it tastes like. It’s semen from all the men who fucked me back there,” she said. I could tell she was so horny she would do nearly anything. (Would she let me take her virginity? I thought. Now might be a perfect opportunity.)



I continued. “Baby I also noticed something else. You have a lot of wetness dripping from your pussy. What’s that all about?”



“Uggggh Daddy!! I’m horneeeee!!! The men fuck me over and over but I never come myself. Can you help me? Please??” She arched her back and rocked her hips as she said this, as though she were fucking an invisible cock. Her voice was horny and desperate.



Reaching down I put my thumbs into the waistband of her half-panties, and in a single motion pulled them down to her ankles. Kasia carefully stepped her high-heeled feet out of them.



Then I walked her over to her bed, and put her in a doggystyle position with her knees at the edge of the bed. I was mad with lust. My own pants came off in an instant. I came up behind her at the edge of the bed, positioning myself for entry into her.



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In that moment there with my daughter, I knew I could have anything I wanted from her. Her glistening pussy was presented there for me. Kasia moaned and arched her back, practically begging me to slide it into her.



I stood there behind her with my rock-hard cock in my hand, transfixed by the sight of her slippery, swollen lips. I thought to myself, “God she wants it so bad! Look at how wet she’s gotten. God knows it would be heaven to push inside. How could it be so wrong, if we both want it?”



As if on cue, Kasia said in a quiet voice, “I’m a grown woman now Daddy, I’m not a little girl any more. I want you to know you can have anything you want with me. Ok Daddy? I mean absolutely anything at all!” While she said this she squirmed her hips. Her head lay on the bed and her butt and pussy stuck out obscenely. Kasia was offering herself up for me.



Still positioned perfectly behind her, I lightly touched the tip of my rock-hard glans to her glistening slit. She gasped! “Oooohhh! That feels good!”



I was too consumed with lust to turn back. Using my hand I grasped my rock-hard shaft, and began to slowly rub the tip of my glans up and down her slit, parting her soft lips with the tip of my cock. God it was heaven! She moaned and tried pushing back against me.



I thought to myself, “Surely this isn’t sex. I’m barely touching her. This is just innocent rubbing. Sex is about penetration. It’s fine for me to touch her this way.”



And so I continued rubbing up and down, luxuriating in the sensation of her soft, wet lips rubbing across my sensitive glans. This treatment exposed even more of her delicious wetness inside. Slowly up and down I rubbed, and without any intention to do so, edged ever so slightly deeper into her on each stroke. Soon the entire glans of my penis was glistening wet, and nestled between the lips of her pussy.



“What is sex, anyway?” I thought. “What is penetration? Surely this can’t be it. I’m just rubbing at the outside against her lips. I’m just helping my daughter get the orgasm she needs. There’s absolutely no way this could be considered sex.”



With my glans now surrounded by her lips, I could no longer take such long strokes up and down her slit. But this new position gave a new possibility, namely to take tiny strokes in and out of her pussy. Again it wasn’t penetration, or even close. It was just a new type of rubbing. What made this new rubbing so enjoyable is that for a portion of the stroke my glans would be completely engulfed by her pussy lips. Pull out, then push back in to cover the glans, then pull out, and on and on. The tiniest imperceptible thrusts.

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