She had come straight from school so was still wearing her school uniform, a white blouse, a knee length pleated skirt, a pair of tights and small heels.. Her hair was medium length dark and scrunched back in a pony tail.
Where it began
First was bath time… I was more than old enough to take baths on my own now, but Sonya insisted on coming in to help wash my back…whilst in the bath she ran her hands all over my small little ass and spent a lot of time "washing my penis" she only used soap once, but kept rubbing me and massaging me over and over… Even at 8 my penis liked it and got hard… At 8 I was obviously very small…. But big for my age… I was a good 3inches hard and the thickness of an adult thumb.. On other occasions she shared my bath with me and we took turns cleaning each other (but that's another story)
On this occasion I entered my bedroom first , wet and wrapped in my towel, Sonya came in behind me and removed her heels.. From being a toddler I have always had a fascination with tights or stockings, often couldn't resist rubbing them when I saw them..
She crouched down as she dried me, her legs were spread right infront of me and straight away i started to rub my hands up her legs feeling her tights.
When i was finally dry my cousin let me continue rubbing her legs, guiding my hand up her inner thighs her eyes were shut tight but I could still hear her moaning a little every so often…
Eventually Sonya stopped me and said we were going to kiss like mummy and daddy, her tongue poked into my mouth and i copied… her hand slid up my leg and she began to rubmy tiny penis again until it got hard..then lay me on my bed…. stepping back she undid the buttons on her blouse to reveal what I remember to be large round breasts. I sat staring as she hitched up her skirt to reveal ripped tights and some tiny white panties with pubes poking out around them… My cousin stood for a second looking at me whilst she pulled her panties to the side and touched herself…
Sonya lay next to me on my bed and told me she wanted me to kiss her like she showed me before… But this time between her legs… I hesitated…which she noticed, she placed her spare hand on my thigh… And said "it's ok baby, this is what grown ups do… You are a big boy aren't you?" Of course I am I thought… So slowly she guided me down to her hairy snatch, once again she pulled her panties to the side and spread her lips…. They were a bright pink colour… I started by closing my eyes and poking out my tongue just enough to touch her juices…. They didn't taste nasty so I poked it out a little more.. Gradually I took bigger licks until eventually I had my 8year old tongue swirling around in my 15year old cousins wet pussy. It was quite nice all the time I was there, my cousin held her panties aside with one hand and rubbed herself with the other…
After a while I remember her making noises and shaking a little….
After this she informed me it was my turn now and that I was to lay down… So I did… Sonya knelt in front of me, leant forward and licked my tiny penis… She sucked me in her mouth easily sucking me back and forth… Lifting my legs up, she licked my tiny testicles and ran her tongue down and flicked it around my freshly bathed ass hole… The whole time she was looking up at me to see my reaction.. even at 8 that felt nice, I could see her hand was between her legs the whole time, Sonya would moan regularly which vibrated and tickled me. Occasionally she would stop lift up to kiss me and squeeze her breasts asking if I was having fun being grown up…I nodded.
A little while longer she asked me if I wanted to play mummy and daddy and that we were going to pretend make a baby like real mum and dads do… I couldn't wait… "hello mummy, I'm home from work" I said as I pretended to be daddy.. She played along for a little while but soon found a way to steer it to us making a baby…
She told me to play with my willie for a second and watch her… she stood up and took off her ripped tights then her skirt, her ripped tights were pulled off and finally she slipped out of herlittle white panties She was totally naked.. Her breasts seemed so big to me and her vagina was bushy… Not like me, I was as bald as well, a baby..
She lay on the bed and guided me up and between her legs…. She played a little with my penis wich was still hard (harder than an 8 year old should ever be) Sonya lifted her legs open and up… She reached down and parted her lips revealing a little pink hole… "Put your willy in there and we can make a baby" I moved forward trying to push it in, after a few attempts I slipped easily into my 15 year old cousins hairy wet pussy… She grabbed my waist and started to move me in and out of her… "Come on daddy… Fuck mummy" she would say "give mummy a baby" Until after a while she would moan again and shake a little… She lay there on my bed with me still aimlessly thrusting my little penis into her… Soon she stopped me… Cleaned me up, put my pyjamas on and tucked me into bed.
Until the age of 15 (she 22) we regularly had encounters… By this time she had her own flat and I went to stay quite often… Just the 2 of us alone with our little dirty secret.
I had grown a lot by this time and had learned a lot too, I was a good 6inches and fairly thick cock… So it fit nicely inside her… I had also learned to cum by now so sometimes Sonya would give me a real blowjob and swallow… Other times she would make me cum inside her… And occasionally she would ask me to cum on her breasts.
Now, aged 24, I have a nice 7.5-8inch cock with a nice girth… Maybe it would be me taking care of my cousin (now 31) like she used to take care of me, who knows what might happen if we end up alone again.
Please rate and leave comments, I may write some more of the other events out in detail if people like this story…
Like I said, this story is 100% true, it is written as I remember it, and I can remember these encounters vividly.
Cindy Madison, young virtuoso of piano, had been plucked for one of the countries best music academies. Ms Dumont had taken her in childhood when she was only three and led her through years of preparation. Her mind seized on one thought as her eyes wandered over the Cindy’s lovely body. She e had taken her through so much. But that was precisely what Ms Dumont had never done — taken her!
A shudder rippled involuntarily, low in her tummy, as Ms Dumont felt the pang of lust and the nearing of her last chance.
“You may play,” Ms Dumont said quietly.
The music flowed gently… firmly… superbly from under Cindy’s fingers, reaching into the heart of the piano. This day Ms Dumont heard none of her genius. Only the sound of her soaring want of this precious girl he she turned into a virtuoso.
From her vantage point behind Cindy, Ms Dumont looked down at the casual tumble of rich dark hair framing the beauty of an angel face. Cindy’s dark innocent eyes, sweet chiseled delicacy of cheekbone and nose and soft full lips. The disarming titties that topped Cindy’s burgeoning body that seemed ripened before her very eyes. This girl had awed Ms Dumont more and more in these last years. And it was soon all to be lost to the older woman
Ms Dumont found herself staring at Cindy’s nipples clearly urgent against the satin top, then soft curve of firm and blossoming tities and the slight cleavage at their middle. Ms Dumont could feel her pussy grow wetter
At the lovely girls back Ms Dumont let the heel of her hand press down on the crotch over top of her dress.. Her hand darted quickly and her sigh was lost in the notes of the piano. Ms Dumont was now using her the side of her hand to slide up and down over her pussy lips, just as she was about to slip her hand under her dress in a flurry of excitement, the music stopped.
“You said something, Ms Dumont?” Cindy’s head turned as the student glanced in the mirror and smiled quietly. Ms Dumont was caught with her hand between her legs.
“Did you want me to play…play it differently Ms. Dumont?” said Cindy in a breathy voice.
“Oh no, Cindy, my dear, you played it perfectly, and you, you have a perfectly beautiful body, did you know that my dear.”
“Thank you, Ms Dumont,.” Began to blush. “Shall I play for you now?”
“Oh so lovely, you’ve been so lovely for so long my dear.” Ms Dumont seemed not to hear her question and the first-time-ever praise from her idol continued. This was Ms Dumont of the dancing fingers.
“Oh thank you, Ms Dumont, really but….” Cindy stared down at her hands resting lightly on the ledge of the keyboard.
“There’s one thing you must overcome. You are shy about your budding breasts. Your posture is atrocious. As a woman you really should have learned how to, carry yourself?”
“Please, Ms Dumont, what do you mean?”
“My lovely, lovely Cindy you must learn to sit, shoulders back, your lovely breasts thrust forward… displayed. My dear girl you should flaunt those lovely young,perky breasts of yours.”
“But I feel self-conscious Ms Dumont. But… thank you.” Cindy shivered. She had heard the words “perky breasts” spoken by from her teacher, in reference to her own titties.
Cindy noticed the heavy breathing so uncommon in Ms Dumont. “You must always be in command, my dear. You are a great talent. You are a young Goddess remember that.”
“I don’t think I understand, Ms Dumont.”
“Your personal life, child. Your sexual life, if you will. That is totally yours to choose. But if you choose it, use your admirers at will and never demean yourself to be grateful for what is yours to take.”
“Do you mean that, Ms Dumont?”
“Posture, child! Sit straight and proud!”
Ms Dumont caught her shoulders and drew them back. Demanding, delightful sensations flooded her body at the satiny feel of her flesh. Tendrils of dark hair brushed against her hands.
“Now, for this exercise at the piano today, I am going to insist on that posture and bring it about!”
Ms Dumont bent unexpectedly and planted her hands at both sides of the girl’s rib cage. “As you play, my dear, I shall compel your best posture. Proceed!”
Cindy’s body stiffened as she felt Ms Dumont’s gentle hands at her midriff and knew her teacher was looking over her shoulder was staring directly down her loose top at her breasts. Knowing that sent tingling excitement to the already the young girls already stiff nipples, and at that instant Ms Dumont cupped firmly upward to force her firm young titties into even greater prominence.’
“Posture, my dear. Show the world your young magnificent body .”
Now Ms Dumont’s palms were directly at the curve of Cindy’s breasts and stroking them lightly.
“That’s what I mean my sweet Cindy,” she said, breaking contact with one hand which in the mirror Cindy saw disappear behind her head.
Ms Dumont couldn’t help herself she needed to touch her own dripping pussy through the light material of her knee length dress.
Those firm little breasts! After all the years, she had at last touched Cindy’s titties and that touch made her loose control.
“Play, Cindy,” the teacher urged, bending low over the student’s shoulder and slipping a hand under her dress and into the leg hole of her thong, plunging a finger into her soaking pussy. “I’ll mind your posture,” Ms Dumont sighed in a thin, brittle voice.
One of Ms Dumont’s hands cradled under a breast and Cindy let her fingers wander aimlessly through the simple harmonies of a popular tune. The inconspicuous mirror on the console, somehow forgotten my Ms Dumont revealed the urgent finger Fucking Ms Dumont was giving herself . Cindy, totally familiar with the music, was able to focus on the passion of Ms, Dumont’s magical fingers twisting in and out of her shaved cunt lips, What a beautiful pussy was all Cindy could think of.
Cindy studied the bared and slick cunt, and the fierce pumping of her teachers fingers in and out, framed in the mirror’s reflection.
Reacting to the urgency of Ms Dumont’s hand on her breast, a hand meant to appear paternal but now stroking seductively, Cindy straightened abruptly. Her firm little thrust forward, urging the older woman to touch them. Looking down Cindy could see could see her rigid nipples taut against the translucent cup which served as a bra.
There was no way Ms Dumont could resist doing what she had long wanted to dare as Cindy practiced before her.
“Your cunt looks so beautiful Ms Dumont, please sit on the piano and let me taste you..”
Ms Dumont’s mouth dropped open dumb-struck.
“Cindy… I…” Ms Dumont couldn’t get the words. The teacher stepped out of her panties and gingerly she stepped onto the piano bench and taking Cindy’s hand sat down on the top of the closed baby grand.
She looked into Cindy’s young eyes and saw her own lust reflected there. Spread your legs Ms. Dumont, show me how wet you are, spread your hot cunt for me.”
It was at this time that Allison Smith, the lovely eleven year old blonde who had the lesson after Cindy showed up outside the studio door. The door wasn’t closed all the way, and she couldn’t believe her ears.
She liked coming to the studio early, so that she could hear Cindy play. Truth be known, the slim but sexy little preteen had a crush on Cindy and often stole peeks into the studio to catch glimpses of the lovely Cindy.
Allison thought at first that she had heard Cindy wrongly, but as she opened the door slightly to take a look, what she saw made her heart jump and her young little pussy tingle. She watched the scene unfold through the gap in the door.
Ms Dumont was in shock as she drew her dress to her waist and slowly spread her legs for her young star student.
Ms Dumont was intoxicated with the young teen’s beauty. The dark, dramatic thin-line eyebrows, and underneath, long curved lashes. She looked into those sparkling, wonderful eyes and saw her untested lust.
“Oh, God Cindy see how wet my pussy is! I’ve wanted you for so long my beauty…please touch me, please eat my cunt,” Ms Dumont groaned thrusting her pussy forward.
“Look at you, you hot bitch, wanting the tongue of a little girl in your cunt. Well it just turns out that I’ve wanted to do this since I was eleven, I have dreamed nearly everyu night of eating your lovely cunt Ms Dumont!” Cindy hissed the words, undoing the buttons of her top and freeing her firm little tittles from the lace cups of her bra.
“Play with my little tittes while I suck your cunt Ms Dumont!”
Allison couldn’t believe her eyes. Her lovely teacher Ms Dumont and the girl she conjoured each night in bed as she let her fingers delicately trace her tiny little clit were making love before her very eyes. Alison reached under her short dress and rubbed her little pussy roll through her cotton panties. As she witnessed Cindy go down on Ms Dumont.
Cindy began to kiss her way down Ms Dumont’s thighs, letting the wet tip of her tongue trace over the soft satiny skin. Ms Dumont groaned as her hands cupped the girl’s bare breasts and began to gently twist and pull on the stiff little nipples.
Cindy groaned as her mouth latched over her teacher’s engorged clit and sucked it into her hot mouth.
Ms Dumont threw back her head and groaned loudly, “You hot little cunt sucker, it’s beautiful, it’s better than I ever fantasized. Fuck don’t stop Cindy, oh sweet girl eat my cunt suck on my clit, like that oh yes like that.”
Ms Dumont looked down, there was no way she could avoid those wonderful, dancing eyes turned suddenly upward to meet hers as Cindy let her quick tongue lap over her clit, then suddenly thrust it into her teachers cunt hole.
Ms Dumont hissed as she looked into her lovely students eyes, pupils dark with excitement, even as she used her talented tongue inside her pussy. Ms Dumont’s heart raced madly as awareness dawned. She had taken her teachers advice precisely. Ms Dumont had said that Cindy should ask of the world what she wanted sexually. Ms Dumont was her first want. Now Ms Dumont put one hand at the back of the girls head, pressing her lovely tongue deeper into slick cunt.
“Oh Cindy, this is amazing, like nothing I have ever felt, oh my lovely student, you tongue fuck my pussy so fucking god.”
Cindy squirmed on the bench and lifted her head for air. “Your cunt smell and tastes amazing. I love the feel of your throbbing clit on my tongue. I love your cunt Ms Dumont. I fucking love it.”
Just outside the studio door the young blonde, Allison, was beside herself with lust. She had often dreamed of Cindy going down on her own little cunt and seeing her doing it to Ms Dumont was almost too much. She pulled her panties down over her firm tight ass and thin legs and quickly plunged a finger into her slick little cunt, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.
“ Oh yes Cindy, just like that, Do me like that you hot little cunt licker!” Ms Dumont’s entire body was tingling with excitement as she returned her hands to her student’s firm little tities this time twisting her firm nipples harder, until the girl moaned into Ms Dumonts foaming cunt.
“I want you to squirt your creamy cunt juice all over my beautiful body,” she said sneering with lust as she removed her tongue from her teachers cunt and twisted three fingers deep inside the older woman’s pussy.
I’m going to fuck you and suck on your clit until you can’t take any more. When you cum you hot fucking bitch I’m going to open my mouth so you can squirt your cream right down my throat.”
With that Cindy latched her lips once more onto Ms Dumont’s clit as three fingers plunged in and out of the teacher’s dripping cunt, the juices lit down into her ass crack and over her firm buttocks.
Nearby just outside the studio door little Allison heard every word. She had no idea Cindy could talk so dirty, but it excited the young girl to no end. She had two fingers working furiously in and out of her tight little cunt and she leaned on the door handle for support. She licked her lips and pulled her top up so she could play with her bra less breasts, well, little orange sized tities. Allison twisted her nipples just as she had seen Ms Dumont do to Cindy’s. The sweet young blonde could feel an exquisite cum building deep inside her young cunt.
Cindy’s nipples, were wild points of desire against Ms Dumont’s gentle torture and she moaned loudly sending vibrations into her teachers trembling cunt.
“Look at you, you sweet little cunt sucking bitch…don’t ever stop , I’m going to fucking cum for you, I’m going to explode all over your beautiful body! I’ve never…Oh fuckl never as good as this…Aaaahhh… eeehhh…!”
Ms Dumont’s orgasm cry burst helplessly from between her trembling lips as Cindy continued to lick and suck her clit and pound her fingers in and out of her convulsing cunt. The with a force that surprised Cindy, Ms, Dumont’s cunt rejected her fingers as the young girl opened her mouth at the sight of creamy cum spraying furiously from her teachers cunt. It splashed all over her lovely firm tities and down over her flat tummy flesh. The talented student clamped her mouth over her teachers cunt and took the second wave of cunt juice straight down her lovely throat, until it dripped and drooled from her lovely lips;.
At the door the young Allison had never seen anything like it in her life. Thumbing her clit with one hand and finger fucking herself with the other she came so hard she lost all sense of time and place. She sensed her own juices spurting from her quacking cunt, and running down her legs. A series of squeals left her throat as she came again. Her young body pitched forward tumbling through the doorway and onto the floor.
From her vantage point Ms. Dumont saw Allison’s ecstatic entrance and new immediately what had transpired. Knowing that the innocent, and lovely Allison had witness the hot lustful love making between her and her star student, sent another crashing climax through her body, now cum was dripping down over the black and ivory keys, as Cindy licked cum from her teachers thighs, and then let her tongue lift the cream from the piano’s keys.
When Ms Dumont regained her faculties she climbed down from the piano and crossed the floor where Allison was curled in a fetal position her whole body still shaking.
She knelt down and took the girl in her arms and lifted her from the floor. Cindy smiled as Ms Dumont crossed the room and laid the young eleven year old on the cushioned piano bench.
“How very lovely you are, Allison,” Ms Dumont said softly as she parted Allison’s legs and peered down at her delicate yet pink and puffy cunt lips.
“I think its time for your lesson sweetheart. I’m going to enter your lovely little cunt with my tongue while Cindy lowers her pussy onto your hot young mouth. Would you like that Allison?”
“Oh, my God, o my God, yes! Oh Cindy… yesss let me lick your pussy, I’ve wanted to so bad!” said Allison full of lust and enthusiasm.
Cindy removed Alison’s dress and then her own, Ms Dumont followed and soon all three were naked. Allison’s chest was heaving with excitement as Cindy kneeled beside her and took both of her tiny tities in her hands.
“So small and firm, I fucking love them Allison. “ with that Cindy began to suck and lap at Allison’s sensitive, puffy nipples. She wriggled on the bench as Cindy scrapped her perfect teeth over the sensitive nipples.
Ms Dumont knelt at the end of the bench and gently encouraged Allison to spread her legs wide, revealing the beautiful flower of her young pussy. While Cindy was the mainstay of her fantasies, sweet Allison had made many an appearance as well. The teacher place her hands on the girls narrow thighs and sighed at the satin smoothness of her skin. Yes she had lusted after young Allison, but her perversions didn’t stop there, there was the lovely nine year old Beth with that firm little ass that made the older woman whimper, and had she not insisted in hugging eight year old Mira at the end of every lesson, long body crushing hugs that often involved a gentle cup of her cherub ass. Would all of her young female students be hers sooner or later? Ms Dumont smiled, at the very thought of flicking her tongue over Mira’s tiny sensitive cunt button, then plunging her tongue into her pudgy cunt mount. That though would have to wait for another day, for before her was the lovely Allison, whose young cunt was weeping for attention.
Allison smiled up at Ms Dumont. Pouting, tantalizing lips puckered and she Cindy lifted her body and straddled the end of the bench so that her pussy was inches from Alison’s lovely mouth. Allison raised her chin proudly without the least hint of embarrassment. She saw something she wanted : Cindy’s pussy, wet and inviting.
Ms Dumont sighed as she watched Cindy lower her engorged cunt lips onto Allison’s sweet face. Immediately Cindy began grinding her full cunt up and back over the younger girls face before settling on Allison mouth and allowing her to take long tantalizing licks over Cindy’s throbbing clit.
Ms Dumont gently kissed each thigh before swiftly plunging her long pointed tongue into Allison’s tight cunt hole. Alison’s moaned into Cindy’s cunt and arched her back off the bench. Ms Dumont did not relent, she tongue fucked the girl without mercy, holding Allison’s hips and repeatedly thrusting her tongue deeper until her lips meshed with Allison’s cunt lips.
Ms Dumont groaned, Allison’s young pussy was ambrosia, and she couldn’t get enough of it. She let the young girl’s juices gather on her tongue and she hungrily swallowed them down. The teacher glanced up to see her older student raising and lowering herself on Allison’s fingers as Allison lapped and nibbled at her clit. Cindy’s whole body was trembling.
“Oh fuck Allison, I love your tongue on my clit and your fingers inside me. Fuck me with three baby, oh yeah like that. Don’t every stop you hot little preteen freak, I’m going to spray my cunt juice all over that beautiful face of yours,” said Cindy her voice trembling.
Ms Dumont knew that Cindy didn’t have long before she would explode. She smiled at the thought of her two lovely student’s cumming together she, suddenly removed her tongue from Allison’s pussy and slid her long middle finger swiftly into her tight young cunt as far as it would go. Allison bucked again and this time she continued to buck her cunt against her teachers’ fingers as she fucked and sucked Cindy to oblivion.
Ms Dumont took Allison’s firm little clit between her lips and let her tongue stroke over the tip. The teacher could feel the girl’s urgent pulse captured between her lips, then she sucked it hard into hot wet mouth letting the sensitive clit flesh scrape over her sharp teeth.
Allison let out a scream into Cindy’s cunt which set the older girl off and immediately a flood of the older girl’s cum flooded over Allison’s face and tities at the same instant Ms Dumont was sprayed with a blast of little girl cunt juice,. The force of the ejaculation surprised the teacher but she quickly opened her mouth and sucked as of little Allison’s sweet pussy nectar as she could before it dribbled out of her mouth and into her hair.
The two girls were in convulsions for a long time and Ms Dumont did her best to clean Allison’s cum from her body as well as Cindy’s sweet com from Allison’s body, Finally the three of them were sitting on the bench, hugging and kissing and planning a class orgy. A recital of the flesh and the two girls loved the idea of involving the adorable Beth and Mira, into the mix. It would be a good bye party for Cindy, and the girls giggled at the thought of seducing the innocent young girls.
“ I've had my little sisters cunt,” said Allison, “and she is only six. You two are going to love the taste of fresh tweeny cunt!”
All three of them moaned at the thought of it and planned the party for the following Saturday.
If you haven't and don't feel like it: the situation is that two teenage Russian girls were abducted to Syria to force one of their fathers to toe the party line over Assad. They have escaped into Turkey and are in Istanbul; now Natalya has set out from the apartment they’ve stayed in to fetch their stolen car.
This is a long girlie adventure story; this chapter has violence (not graphic violence to girls) but no sex – if that’s not your thing please quit now rather than start and be disappointed. If it is your thing, I hope you enjoy…
That guy. In the brown trousers. Looking ordinary but not quite Turkish somehow, who’d been a hundred metres behind her before she went into the shop for the jackets, and now was STILL a hundred metres behind her and STILL going the same way…
Trying not to show that she’d noticed him, Natalya looked again at the map on her phone, thinking she must be quite close to the hotel and their car by now though it wasn’t on the screen yet. Was he was far enough behind so that if she was quick she could get in and drive off before he could do anything about it? She wasn’t sure, if he started running.
How had he got onto her anyway? Well she’d gone a bit close to the Russian embassy, that couldn’t be helped as that’s where the route to the car went. And her stolen FSB phone was on with GPS enabled and that couldn’t be helped either. Though it could be tracked, and she hadn’t really thought about that much had she?
That wasn’t good enough, now. Katya wasn’t looking after them any more so they had to look after themselves; it was no good being inexperienced teen girls even if that’s what they were! They had to work at not being dependent and vulnerable.
The route took her round a corner and then another, and the guy hadn’t appeared before she emerged into a little square – perhaps he was just a guy and she was fussing about nothing.
Her attention was caught by two women getting off a bus across the square – they looked a bit Russian somehow: their colour and clothing. Tali watched them go and meet a couple of men, who looked Turkish. One woman was about fifty, plump and unattractive, while the other was perhaps early twenties and good-looking, though not that well dressed. 170 centimetres perhaps. The men were… what?
Something about them made Tali keep watching. They seemed to be paying the older woman, who walked off leaving the younger one with the men. The younger one looked unsure now, taking a step away from the men, but one of the men took hold of her arm, above the elbow. The other man was on her other side, talking insistently to her.
The older woman was walking along the side of the square; on an impulse Natalya went to intercept her.
“Good afternoon,” Tali said in Russian as she approached. The woman looked…not really scared but guilty! She muttered “good evening” back but hurried on. She didn’t seem nice at all; in fact the look she gave Tali was quite unfriendly. Tali felt – somehow – that the woman had just done something wrong. Something to do with the young woman?
The woman WAS Russian, so the girl was a probably a Russian girl, like herself. Probably. Looking a bit like she was in the control of those foreign men, as she had been herself until a fellow Russian girl – her amazing Katya – had sacrificed her job and safety to save her. The girl wasn’t struggling or anything, not shouting or resisting, but still…it didn’t look friendly.
Tali ran after the men and the girl, up the street they’d taken – there they were!
She slowed to a walk and followed them at a distance up the street, looking at the girl between the two men, walking apparently willingly but still with her arm being gripped by the look of it. Tali checked her route: by luck they were walking towards her hotel!
They walked straight past the hotel where her car was – what should she do? If they kept walking it would be impossible to stay with them in a car, with the traffic and lights and everything; but if they got into a car she’d be stranded if she was on foot. She kept walking, thinking they’d walked quite a long way already. Surely they could’ve parked closer, if they were driving…
He phone went! She got it out, and saw it said ‘Boris’! Shit!
Well, she had to answer…it was Lena! She must have Boris’ phone. Lena saying she’d had to leave Katya! But with a friend of Dmitri who could be trusted.
Alright. In fact!…
“Babe, can you come? Walk? Sorry I can’t come in the car, I REALLY need you, something’s happened. Great! Can you do a route to the hotel? I’m walking past it…there’s a girl, a Russian girl I think. I’m not sure, but some men have got her between them and I don’t think it’s quite right. I’ll call you, K? Love you babe.”
Lena would be probably half an hour. What was it now? Four o’clock. The trio ahead turned into a side street, then another. Tali tried to mooch along inconspicuously, carrying her bulbous bag of jackets, about seventy or eighty metres behind the trio she was following. They weren’t looking back anyway. Oh! They’d stopped at a house; and were going in!
Tali walked past, seeing it was just a house like the ones all along the street. A guy was coming out of it, a different guy.
She slowed down and tied a shoelace on her trainers, wondering what to do. She couldn’t just stand in the street; it didn’t even look like a very nice area. Lots of litter…a couple of men walked past and went and knocked at the house, then went in.
Another man came along, looking at her, in a way she didn’t like. He spoke to her, in Turkish. Tali had no idea what he’d said but she didn’t like his whole manner, which was insulting somehow.
“Fuck off,” she said in English, giving him a hard look. She was thinking about the gun in her pocket and how she would shoot him if he tried to grab her arm. She had a feeling he might try and get her into that house, though she couldn’t really say why. She turned her left side towards him so her right hand would be free to get at her gun.
But he held his hands up in a gesture of defeat and walked on, going into the house. God! Last week she’d have been terrified.
She had to walk on a bit more… ah there was a bus stop. She stood at it and phoned Lena, giving her the directions from the hotel. Lena would be here in a few minutes, she’d been walking fast. Tali would feel a lot better then.
Oh SHIT! There was that guy! Brown Trousers! Veering to knock on a house door suddenly … that was pretending wasn’t it? Tali watched a woman answer the door, have a brief conversation with the man, then close it again. The man went to the next house, and this time he went in and the door closed after him. Well…Natalya couldn’t decide.
Oh, another man was leaving the house the girl had gone into; walking towards her, looking at her. There was something not very nice about him, staring rather rudely at her. She stared back at him and he dropped his eyes and walked past.
This really was not a good place to be hanging around! Oh! There was Lena, already, walking quickly towards her, looking too beautiful to belong here, with a guy on the other side of the street blatantly stopping to just stare! Lena looking so young in jeans and trainers and tee, with no makeup or anything. Her hair a bit wild and amazing. Tali realised she herself wouldn’t look any older.
“Lenushka!” Tali gave her a hug, avoiding the kiss at the last second as she realised it wouldn’t be smart for two teens girls to start snogging here!
“The girl is in that house,” Natalya indicated the one a few along. “I don’t know but I’m not sure she wants to be there. I mean…she did walk in there, she wasn’t being dragged or anything, but these two guys were holding onto her and they didn’t look very nice. And there are men going in and out all the time…so I don’t know…I mean, we ought to make sure, don’t you think? If she’s a Russian girl like us? Just think if Katya hadn’t decided to save us Russian girls and give up that job and get hunted and everything…
“Those men, they might be doing things to her!” She didn’t want to say ‘rape’, but it was hard not to worry about that.
“OK well if you’re sure babe,” said Lena, “let’s do it.” What a girl.
Tali couldn’t think of a better way than just walking up to the door and knocking. So she did, with Lena at her side.
After a minute a tall, scruffy man opened it. There was no pleasantness in his manner whatsoever, just suspicion and meanness. He said one word in Turkish, presumably ‘what?’ or something.
“We are Russian,” said Natalya in English, then repeated it in Russian. He started to close the door! Tali didn’t want to start brandishing a gun in the street. She grabbed Lena’s tee and lifted it, exposing her left tit! Not many guys would close a door on Lena’s tits, they were fabulous. Not hugely big or anything but a totally perfect shape with a lovely big nipple!
The guy hesitated, goggling, while Tali prayed her Lena would tune in and go along with it. She did! Just stood there until Tali lowered her tee again. “Money,” said Tali, rubbing the palm of one hand with the fingertips of the other. He’d have to be insane to think she was offering Lena for sale – the same age and size as her just for a start – but he didn’t look very clever. Grasping, more like. He might want to at least find out a bit more. He did! He opened the door.
As soon as they were inside with the door closed she pulled her gun, to make sure she couldn’t be grabbed. She was terribly aware that if she was disarmed she’d revert back in an instant to a vulnerable 47-kilo teen girl instead of possibly being another girl’s rescuer.
The guy had stayed to close the door at the end of the narrow little hall , and too late Tali realised she had to get him past her and Lena so she’d be facing the right way to go on into the house. Shit. It was a reminder she didn’t really have much idea what she was doing!
Lena had her gun ready, but Tali remembered how she herself had had to wind herself up to shoot someone. She didn’t want to leave Lena in the position of having everything depending on her shooting someone, if she could help it! Lena might simply be too sweet to pull the trigger.
Tali racked the slide to load a bullet and slid the safety off as the man turned, seeing him register that she was quite practised! Well if he didn’t cooperate it meant he was doing something bad and she WOULD shoot him. No Russian girl –or any girl – was going to have anything like that Assad thing happen to them if she could help it. And as it was right now she could help it.
She gestured the guy to raise his hands and slide past her and Lena, keeping her gun low down out of his way, pointing to his middle.
He started to go past, sideways on, facing her; then as he was exactly level Tali saw his left arm start to move down.
She’d prepared herself for what to do and she did it – just like in the torture room there was no time for wavering. She didn’t wait to see what was going to happen but pulled the trigger. BANG! She was ready for the noise this time. The guy staggered but was still upright, shocked, starting to descend on top of her. Tali knew from films that her gun wasn’t big enough to disable him every time with a shot to his middle…
She ducked and took a step towards the door to give herself space and took aim at him, at his head, both hands on the gun. BANG! He went down, dead or as good as; Tali didn’t care, he was out of it that’s what mattered. Now… he wasn’t on his own was he? He wasn’t either of the guys from the square.
She went quickly past Lena, over the body, along the hallway, past a closed door and a staircase, to a door at the end which was ajar. Voices were coming from it. She pushed it open, her mind racing: it was a kitchen. The girl was on her back on a table, naked from the waist down, her legs over the edge and just closing them. He face was horror-struck. A guy by her was doing up his trousers, while on the other side of the table a second guy was holding her arms over her head, staring at the door.
Just like in the FSB torture room Natayla found it was actually easier to keep shooting than to stop. She put her two-handed aim on the chest of the one nearer her and shot. Without waiting to see the effect she moved her aim to the other one and shot him too. They were both down. She went back out to Lena, who was watching as two men ran out of the front door. The other door off the corridor was swinging, open: it was a sitting-room, with chairs and a sofa. The men must have come from there.
Stairs. Hmm, well were there more people up there? Tali ran up, hearing Lena following. There was a door facing her. She opened it: it was a bathroom, empty. A door opened behind her and she swivelled to see a guy in an unbuttoned shirt coming out, looking scared. She waved him back in with her gun and he fled back inside, closing the door.
Tali pushed on the door but the guy was holding it shut. Shit, another mistake. She looked around: two other doors. She went to one of them, opened it, and inside was a girl in a bed, naked as far as could be seen, and a man next to the bed trying to get into his trousers.
“Are you Russian?” she asked the girl. The girl was terrified.
“Yes,” she said, “don’t shoot me!”
“Why are you here?” asked Tali, “are you a prisoner?”
“Yes! Of course!” said the girl. She looked unbelievably sad and pathetic, Tali couldn’t even guess her age.
“So he knows, that you don’t really want it?” Tali indicated the man.
“They all know,” said the girl.
"All?" Tali asked.
"Men who see me; ten, twenty, it depends."
"What, you mean fuck you? Ten or twenty since when?" Tali was horrified.
"Yes fuck me, ten or twenty a day, I don't know."
“A DAY?” The girl nodded, her head hanging down.
Tali couldn’t believe the feelings she had. Rage didn’t describe it. She shot the man. He went down but was alive, so she shot him in the head.
She went out, feeling Lena looking aghast. She couldn’t tell how much at her killing spree and how much at the girls’ plight. She went into the third room: another girl on the bed, another man trying to get dressed in a panic.
“You’re Russian?” she asked the girl.
“Ukraine,” she answered.
“Forced?” Tali knew the answer by the look of her.
“Yes.” Her head hanging too.
Tali shot the guy once in the head; later she’d realise it was an execution. But now, the girl was free.
Tali went back onto the landing and went up to the first door. She was almost finished. The guy was still holding it shut.
“I’ll go and see the girl downstairs,” said Lena, and ran down the staircase. Tali guessed she hadn’t wanted to see any more killing. She pointed her gun at the door and squeezed the trigger, Click! Shit! Out of bullets!
Tali tried to stay calm as she flipped the lever to free the magazine and pulled it out, then dug in her pocket for the full one. Shit, the door was opening; he must have heard!
She stepped back into the second bedroom while she got her fingers round the magazine, pulled it out, lined it up…there was the guy! On the landing! As she pushed the magazine home he ran past, not trying to attack her but fleeing. What should she do? She caught the sound of a gulp – the girl starting to cry – and stepped onto the landing, ran to the top of the stairs racking the slide, and shot him in the back. He tumbled down to the bottom.
Everything went quiet, apart from the girl sobbing.
“Sorry Tali,” she heard from Elena – coming from the corridor at the bottom of the stairs!
What? Tali started down, until she caught a glimpse of Lena and a man, with the girl from the kitchen too! Tali stopped and ran back up. A man’s voice was speaking, in Turkish. Shit! It must be one of the men from the kitchen, that she hadn’t killed after all!
Tali peeked over the banister, to see a tall, menacing man standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding Elena with a gun to her head! He was someone new! The girl from the kitchen was standing next to them, too terrified to move.
The man spoke again, in Turkish but his commanding tone made it obvious what he was saying: Natalya had to go down or he’d shoot Lena!
Christ! She couldn’t not go down could she? Could not possibly leave Lena to her fate. But at the same time if she did go down he’d probably shoot them all! Or perhaps enslave them which would be just as bad!
Could she shoot him first? There was only his head showing above Lena’s! Christ! Suppose she tried and killed Lena herself!
But she’d shot quite a bit hadn’t she? She counted…nine or ten shots, and seven men. Seven!! Now she thought about it she’d quite likely done more shooting than the man. Jesus! But never in a shootout, that would be something else, and there was Lena…
Christ! What to do? Well…if she surrendered Lena would be helpless. The thought of Lena being basically raped ten or twenty times a day made her mind up. She knew what Lena would want. She’d want her Natalya to fight.
The man shouted up. Tali peeked over again. He was still there, looking more menacing and angry than ever. Probably Tali and Lena had ruined his whole business…
OH! Shit! Behind the man, at the end of the corridor, the front door was slowly opening!!
Tali watched in despair. It would be reinforcements – that meant the end for her and Lena. The end of their lives, one way or the other.
OH! It was Brown Trousers!!
God, well the FSB or the slaver, it was all the same.
She stood up. She’d go part way down and try and take them by surprise perhaps; either live and save Lena, or die from bullets quickly.
Tali walked slowly down the stairs, holding her gun down by her side.
WHAT?? Brown Trousers was holding a finger to his lips while he sneaked slowly along the corridor! Wow!
The slaver was gesticulating furiously at her to drop the gun but she pretended not to understand, keeping him occupied while Brown Trousers was creeping up behind him…
She could see the slaver examining her, waving his gun at her now, trying to get her to drop her gun so he could make money from selling her body and Lena’s.
“Silahı bırak,” said Brown Trousers, and Tali was gratified to see the slaver jump out of his skin. From being the aggressor he suddenly had a pistol sticking into his side. Even in the emergency Tali realised that Brown Trousers was pointing his gun so that if he fired the bullet wouldn’t go through into Lena.
Now, in perfect, native Russian, Brown Trousers spoke. "You, girl. Take his gun. I am on your side."
Lena looked round in confusion, at the man and Brown Trousers.
"Get his gun. I am on your side!" he said again.
Lena reached out to take the Turk’s gun. He didn't resist.
“You’re on our side?” Tali looked incredulously at Brown Trousers, the guy who’d been trailing her across Istanbul! “You’re FSB, you were following me!” She had half a mind to try and shoot him, but up close he looked quite kind. An older man.
Unlike the other guy, who definitely wasn’t kind or one of the ones she’d shot in the kitchen after all. She was pleased her shooting hadn’t let her down.
“Yes I am an agent,” said Brown Trousers, “but I am also a Russian patriot and these are Russian girls. I am a father too, I have daughters. Normally we have to obey policy and not interfere, but happily my job of tracking and protecting you fitted in, today.”
“Protecting us?” Lena asked.
“Yes indeed, you have to be asked some questions, so clearly nothing must happen to you.” He sounded quite fatherly. Tali was wondering if he even realised what form that questioning was likely to take; perhaps there were different sorts of FSB people and some of them kept secrets from the others?
“Why didn’t you just shoot this guy? Does he know stuff?” Tali indicated the surviving man, who now had three guns on him, backed against the wall with Brown Trousers to one side and the girls in front.
“The door was open,” said the FSB guy, “it would have been noisy outside, then it would have been dangerous for you.”
“Oh. Does he know anything? Is he a big boss or something?”
“I don’t know,” the FSB guy shrugged his shoulders. “it’s not my area. He looks quite arrogant, to me, not an underling. These gangs aren’t very big or clever, so he could easily be the boss, in Istanbul; then there are his feeders in Russia and other countries.”
Tali thought about that. She looked at the guy: there was no feeling of looking at a person, his eyes all dead and uncaring. She hated him.
Why should he survive, when all the others were dead? He wasn’t sorry. He’d start again wouldn’t he, using his feeders just the same, like that awful woman off the bus…
He should die. That’s what girls everywhere deserved. Needed. They depended on her to do the right thing for them.
To spare Lena and the girl, Natalya signalled him to go through to the kitchen. He gave her an arrogant half-smile, not moving; he despised girls.
Tali looked at the FSB agent: “What should we call you?”
“You can call me Vlad,” he replied. He seemed to have an idea what was coming, somehow.
“Vlad, please tell this guy his life will now end at the hands of a girl.”
Vlad said something in Turkish, and as he finished Tali squeezed the trigger. The slaver collapsed and she and Lena dodged out of the way of his falling body. She’d hoped she’d got his heart and it looked like she had: she was starting to think about her stock of bullets!
God! What was she turning into?
Vlad seemed to be thinking along the same lines as well! “You should apply for a job with my employer,” he smiled.
“They nearly killed our friend so I don’t think so!” snapped Tali.
“I heard,” said Vlad, “she is my friend, too.” He was looking meaningfully at her. So that explained it!
The girl was being sick and Lena was comforting her. Vlad, with no-one to point his gun at, had lowered it. Tali picked up his meaning and moved her aim onto him.
“Give me your gun, agent,” she said, “in the gunfight I got the drop on you. Your cash too.” Vlad handed his gun over with a smile, then some Lira and Rubles from his wallet.
“K babe?” Tali said to Lena, starting to move towards the door. Lena let go of the girl and moved, but the girl grabbed desperately onto her: “Don’t leave me! Please! They said it was a job, now I…I can’t …” she looked fearfully at Vlad.
“OK,” said Lena, nodding, “what’s your name?”
“Anna,” said the girl.
Tali was nodding too.
“OK Anna you can come with us, don’t worry. I’m Lena and this is Tali. Vlad will look after the others, won't you Vlad?” He nodded.
Lena touched his hand affectionately, then talking Anna's hand she led the rescued girl over the slaver’s body and followed her girlfriend down the corridor, and out into the street.
The three girls walked quickly away from the awful brothel house to the car, without saying much. It had been traumatic. Tali had done what she’d meant to, and here was the girl safe and sound with them, instead of being raped and enslaved; but now Natalya was a killer.
The girl said she was called Anna. She was bigger and older than Tali and Lena, but she was clingy and dependent nevertheless, and the teens kept her between them to help her feel safe.
Tali tried not to think about it, but her shooting had been spot on right from the start – accurate and quick, with no hesitation. If she’d put notches on a gunbelt like in the wild west movies there’d be quite a few of them! In fact there probably weren’t many better bodyguards for Anna in the whole of Istanbul! God, that was NOT the kind of girl she wanted to be.
Tali felt better once they were in the car and Lena was driving them away from the hotel where the FSB could easily find them, but she realised the car wasn’t really safe either. Lena had recognised that as well:
“We need to dump this car,” she said, “and get a room so we can think. My mind is totally scrambled and I bet yours is too.” Tali had to agree.
Tali saw the DVD from Antalya on the floor and put it in her bag with the laptop. They found a street with several small hotels in it and Tali and Anna got out to get them a room, while Lena drove off to leave the car in an underground car park they’d seen.
Natalya picked a hotel and with Anna went up to the little reception desk, in a bit of a daze. Really she needed Lena to run things for a bit. She had this to do, and she would do it, though most of her mind was busy trying to deny she’d become a ruthless killer and some kind of psycho James Bond wannabe. At not quite sixteen.
She gestured at the old woman for something to write on and the woman gave her a pad and pen, the woman’s attitude changing as Natalya’s demeanour gradually overwrote her youthful appearance. Tali knew that last week she’d have been smiling and asking politely, a young girl being respectful to an adult; but today she was expecting to have her requirements met, her focus being on her goal now and not especially on her relationship with this person.
Tali drew two rectangles as beds, one large and one small, in a big square with a door opening. “How much?” she asked in English. The woman knew what she meant and rattled off something in Turkish. Tali wasn’t having that. She passed her the pen and pointed to the pad. The woman wrote 120 L.
Tali looked at her, not smiling. She had no idea how much the room ought to be but something about the woman was telling her it was a ripoff. Tali looked steadily at the woman for several seconds, not glaring but neutral, telling her, she knew somehow, that she was going to walk away. Tali was desperate not to walk away but get into a room with Anna and Lena and lie down with her Lena, but she wasn’t going to let that show.
The woman said something and wrote 100. Tali picked up her bag and turned. The woman gabbled something and Tali looked: she’d written 80. Tali took the pen and wrote 40. Then she underlined it, twice, and put the pen down. Her final offer. The woman threw out her hands in a gesture of surrender and smiled, then turned and picked a key off a row of hooks. Tali gave her a slight smile and nodded.
She went up to the room with the woman: it was alright, two double beds and a little bathroom. No air conditioning but bearable if they didn’t wear too much; she almost smiled before remembering about Anna. They’d have to get her to talk it through, that would be important she sensed. She hadn’t been able to tell if those bastards had got inside her or not; though she knew from her own Assad episode it could still be pretty awful even if they hadn’t.
It was hard not to wish she’d gone in sooner and saved Anna from more of it. Though she knew really it would’ve been stupid and those guys would’ve killed her and then Anna and the others wouldn't have been saved at all. But anyway, she HAD gone in with Lena and saved four girls from that nightmare…was she regretting it? No. Killing had been the only way really. Not just for those girls but for all the others that would’ve been destroyed by the slavers and their customers, later on. She thought about the two men who had run away, wondering if she’d have shot them if they’d stayed. They’d obviously been waiting their turn, after all, just as guilty as the others. But…well it was too difficult.
Would another girl have killed all those men like that? No. Did that make it wrong? It seemed to, but then the world WAS a better place now, wasn’t it?
Actually there was another girl she thought would have done it: Katya. The thought gave her a little smile and some relief.
She went back down to the lobby with Anna and the woman and paid, just as Lena arrived.
Anna was hanging back; she was older and bigger than them, maybe mid-twenties and 170 centimetres and a stronger build too, but depending on them. A sweet girl; a normal, ordinary girl, who’d got on that bus and come to Istanbul with that wicked woman, hoping for – what? A job. Now holding onto to Lena, who was the kindest person Tali knew.
Tali wouldn’t have minded clinging to Lena herself, but she couldn’t. Not in front of the old Turkish woman; not while Lena was so needed by Anna; and maybe not even while Lena was thinking her bff had turned into some stranger who executed people in cold blood.
Well, she’d have to see. They had to eat, look at the DVD, find some transport, decide about Katya, sort out Anna, clean their guns, see if Vlad’s bullets fitted…
They went up to the room and Lena urged Anna into the bathroom to shower. Then, to Tali’s huge relief, Lena jumped on top of her and wrapped her arms around her and started kissing her face and neck and eyes and nose, and everything.
“You were awesome babe, awesome. You saved us all. You were amazing! And after that guy got me, when he came in the back door into the kitchen, you were going to try and get him weren’t you, coming down the stairs…" more kisses followed, and some squeezing. Eventually though, Lena levered herself back up and disengaged.
"But promise me we'll have a better plan next time. No going Jason Bourne again without good reason. Those were bad men, for sure, but not all of them were actually threatening us. Sometimes we just have to trust the police will sort it out. We, you, can't save the whole world – even if you would be the best at it."
But before that, Lena thought they needed to do some housekeeping: "Quick, pull out your gun before Anna gets back. Any spare magazines. We'll reload what we can and then put them away. Handy, but away. Anna doesn't need to see any more guns today, ok?"
Tali did as she was told. They had almost a full clip in her gun – she’d swapped it in before coming downstairs. Vlad's gun was also full; the clips weren't quite the same, but the bullets were. So she had two full magazines for both guns.
"Anna needs some clothes, hers are all damaged." said Lena. "There’s a backpacker store just down the block. I'll be quick."
Natalya lay on the bed for a minute, her mind refusing to wind down, then got up, got the laptop out and turned it on. While it booted her mind wandered. Lena didn’t really accept what she’d done, that was clear. Though the cuddle and affection had been wonderful … hiding the gun and everything. Would it really bother Anna?
The gun was what had saved Anna from…well it was difficult to even imagine that life in there and what would’ve happened eventually. Ten or twenty men a day?? Presumably Anna was a replacement for one of those other poor girls, the Ukrainian perhaps – what had her fate been going to be? Something even worse, though that hardly seemed possible. Why wouldn’t Anna LOVE the gun?
And what would the police have done? PoliceMEN. Who probably knew all about it and did nothing: all those vile men coming and going – she did the arithmetic – forty or fifty a day into a house, it must be well known as a brothel. At most the police would’ve knocked on the door, let the operators run out the back, let the customers go, and arrested the girls for prostitution! Well, that was a guess. She’d look it up later, with Lena, and try to explain. How could she have left them alive to do just do it again, to other girls? THAT would have been immoral, wouldn’t it?
Though the killing had affected her, she had to admit. Changed her. Damaged her? Did she look different to people now? Well if she was damaged, it was a price she’d pay. God, those poor girls.
It was hard. She wished Katya were here, then it would all seem right, with that strength and confidence; Katya encouraging her to learn about the gun, in the 4×4; and as though in some kind of natural, benevolent cycle the gun had then saved Katya, her actual life…ah the laptop was into Windows now.
She took the batteries out of her phone, and left them on the bed as a reminder for Lena.
What was next? The DVD. She found it in her bag and put it in.
It loaded as a video and she clicked Play. It was a black-and-white security camera, a bit jerky but quite clear, covering the area in front of the main doors of the Antalya consulate. It seemed to have been started early in the morning, with a clock at the bottom showing ’07:08’ to start with. Oh; the bathroom door was opening and Anna came back in, with a towel round her, so Tali paused the video and turned to her.
“OK?” she smiled. Anna needed her to be strong. She patted the bed next to her and Anna obediently sat down, a bit nervously. Natalya felt for her hand and Anna took it.
“You need to talk about it, straight away, OK?” Tali started. “Don’t hide it. You can tell me, cos I understand, I was raped, or jolly nearly, on Thursday, and a girl saved me, so I understand, OK? How far did they get? Did his cock go inside you? Mine got his cockhead in my ass, just about.”
“Sort of,” Anna said. “It happened to you?”
Tali knew Anna was postponing things, but she described the awful events in Maher al Assad’s office: how helpless she’d felt, humiliated and violated, her very self and what was Natalya being destroyed. She realised it was helping her, in fact, to lay it all out for Anna.
“Yes, that’s what it was,” Anna started. “They were going to destroy me…I knew her! The woman! She is from a town near my village. She said there was a job, and I needed one, there’s no money where I live, and I have a little girl.”
Lena came back in, and realised immediately what was going on. She sat down on the other side of Anna, so gently that Anna just carried on.
Anna explained about her daughter back home. How she was promised a job in a hotel in Istanbul. How she was told she’d be better paid than in Russia and would be able to send money home to her daughter – which she had to because her dirtbag boyfriend had quit the scene as soon as she had got pregnant. Her daughter was now three, and her parents were looking after her.
Lena was slowly stroking her thigh while Tali held her hand. Once she’d finished her story, Lena handed her a bag.
"It's not much. Undies, a bra, socks some jeans and a top."
Anna opened the bag and pulled out the stuff. She looked around wondering whether to go back into the bathroom to change. In the end she just shrugged and dropped the towel and pulled on her new panties and bra while standing by the other bed. Once she was done, she moved back to the other bed where Lena and Tali were. She didn't seem to want to be apart from them.
“So he only just got inside you?” Tali asked Anna. Anna had been a bit sketchy about it and Tali really wanted to get her over the experience as much as she could.
And not purely for kindness’ sake, if she was honest: Anna was rather sexy, and the sooner Tali could get her over the worst of it the sooner she could see about trying her! Her changing in front of them had been so innocent! She obviously had no thought about girls fancying other girls.
Though Tali thought some gentle girl sex would be just the final therapy Anna needed.
Tali hadn’t been able to help casting an eye over Anna’s body. Which was leggy with lovely shoulders and large, sexy tits; nice waist; long thick brown hair that Tali couldn’t wait to sniff and comb her fingers through…
But she had to put that on hold as now suddenly the anguished words were pouring out:
“Yes, they pulled off my skirt and my panties, then they pulled my knees apart, two of them. They just pulled me around, three men, put me on the table, they could do what they wanted. I felt so helpless! So exposed…yes I was on the table and there was nothing I could do. He came in between my legs…and then started pushing, you know, and saying the longer I resisted the worse it would be, I had to have customers and whatever it took they would do to me so I should just start cooperating. Then there was a knock at the door, so one of them went off to answer it, and the one trying, you know, he pushed more and then I felt it start to go in, it was hurting, and then there was a bang, from the hall, and another one, so loud, and he pulled out again and pulled his trousers up and then there you were, a girl with a gun, I could hardly believe what was happening and then straight away you shot them, so quickly, and you were gone again, and the men were on the floor shot, dying!”
Anna burst into tears and Natalya pulled her into a cuddle. Anna sobbed into her shoulder. Lena was looking and Tali signalled her over with her eyes. Lena was the very best at this sort of thing. Gradually Lena took over cuddling the sobbing girl and after a bit Tali eased away and went back to the laptop and the CCTV video.
Various people came and went, but nobody who seemed out of the ordinary. At lunchtime lots of people went out and came back, all looking like staff. It was slow checking each one though.
Then at 15:11 a car came into the forecourt, the first car that had done that. Behind it another one, a limo! The driver got out and opened a back door, while a big man got out of the other one – a bodyguard he looked like. A little man got out of the opened door, looking important. Or like HE thought he was important, Tali thought. As he walked up to the entrance she saw he was a swarthy sort of guy with a beard and deep-set eyes too close together. He looked a bit familiar somehow.
Tali moved the video back to the best frame and took a screen grab. That was one. Was there another? The obvious thing would be people coming to meet, wouldn’t it? Somewhere discreet, on neutral territory, like a minor consulate in a remote corner of Turkey…
Ten minutes later there was another car, another VIP, and this time Natalya DID know the visitor: it was Dmitry Medvedev, the Prime Minister!
Almost straight away after that a third car appeared. This important man was tall, with sticky-out ears and a silly little moustache. Who was he? He seemed familiar…Oh! His picture had been on Maher Assad’s wall. He must be Bashar al-Assad, president of Syria!
So who was the little guy? Tali saved the screen grab, went to Google search-by-image and uploaded it. Ten seconds later she had her answer: Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, president of Iran! Christ! Well even she knew that was a SECRET meeting!
A sudden meeting, she supposed, and someone had forgotten about the CCTV until too late. Now here it was, the recording. How hot was this!!
Well…they’d have to think about it Ask Katya how to make use of it to clear things with their pursuers and get home to their mums and dads. Meanwhile Tali realised she was starving.
“Food babes?” She asked, including Anna, “Eat out or in?”
“If you’re not sure Anna we should eat out,” said Natalya, “like they say, you know, confront things after a scare so you don’t stay scared.”
“I suppose so,” Anna said, not very confidently. “Will we be safe, three girls? It’s getting dark; and…” she trailed off.
“No-one will grab us, if that’s what you're wondering,” said Tali, “I’ll have my gun in my pocket, and anyway we’re not looking for a job so any guys who hassle us will just get told where to go. You’ll see. And all those guys who had you are gone aren’t they? They don’t exist any more. So let’s just go and have a nice meal. We don’t have to go very far.”
She gave Anna a reassuring smile and Anna got up. Five minutes later they were walking down the street towards a cluster of restaurants showing on Tali’s phone.
Tali and Lena instinctively kept Anna protected in the middle of them, even though she was quite a lot older and bigger. Tali was thinking how she was becoming dependent on her gun, and that couldn’t go on forever, but, well she could start practising couldn’t she? She did feel more confident somehow, apart from shooting people up.
They found a decent-looking restaurant and had a nice meal. The food was good, the staff were respectful and they had a great time. Gradually Anna came out of her shell, seeming to be a friendly girl with a sweet nature and a lovely smile. Tali liked her, and she could see Lena did too.
Then on the way back Anna’s fears were realised as three young men watched them go past and then started following them. They followed them down the street, then into the next, getting closer.
“Stop,” said Tali and pulled on Anna. The three girls stopped and Natalya manoeuvred them to the side of the pavement, in the wide, well-lit and fairly busy street on this Sunday evening.
The lads stopped, facing them. One of them said something. Tali looked at their grinning faces. “NO,” she said loudly, in Engish, “NO, NOT interested. Go.” She pointed down the street.
The lads stayed there, not wanting to be ordered around by a girl. Tali raised the stakes, and her voice: “GO AWAY” she yelled at them. People were starting to look.
“Ready babe?” Tali looked at Lena, who as ever WAS ready: ”One, Two, Three…
“GO AWAY” they shouted in unison. Now people really were looking, and stopping. The lads moved off, saying things in Turkish. Insults probably, trying to tell each other they hadn’t really just been rejected and humiliated. Tali and Lena shared a grin. Maybe the boys would think twice before following girls next time.
“OK Anna?” Tali said. “Never be quiet, OK? Make a fuss, a noise, always. Be loud. OK? Off the bus?”
“OK,” said Anna, nodding. They both knew that Anna could have made a fuss in the square. Now, another time, maybe she would. And tell other girls. Her little girl.
They got back to the hotel, without any more bother; full, tired and ready for bed.
They did their teeth and Lena and Tali took off all their clothes and got into bed together, smiling at Anna but not making anything of it. Anna smiled at them and took off her bra and panties too, before getting into the other bed. Tali could see she had no idea! Hehe, well all in good time!!
They settled down, then a phone went, in the room! A mobile! Tali was nearer; she leapt out of bed, looking for it: it was hers! The one from the FSB guy, that she’d put the battery back in to go into the city centre. Now it was ringing??
It wasn't even showing an incoming number, just a row of dashes. Well…she looked at Lena, her finger poised over the answer key. Lena nodded and she pressed it, holding the phone open so Lena could hear. “Hello,” she said.
“This is Vlad,” they heard, “don’t ask questions. I am not so senior but I have friends, OK? Now…Anna will not be safe in her village, so do not take her back. The people who took her from there will not feel safe if she returns, they may kill her or kidnap her again. You understand? I am sorry. That’s how it is in these cases, I had to tell you. You did well, I wish you well, goodbye.”
“Vlad! Wait! The disc, the DVD, the meeting, do you know about that?” Tali cried desperately.
“The disc?” Vlad was still there! “The meeting is not so important, a minor scandal at most, there are Iranian and Russian warships in Syrian ports already, or on the way. Russian helicopters. It is the little card they care about. That is what I hear. Goodbye.”
“Wait! Wait!” Tali pleaded; but he’d gone.
Christ! Shit! Tali hastily went into Settings and switched off GPS and network Location. She’d completely forgotten! How careless! She passed Lena her phone and Lena did the same. But they didn’t dare take the batteries out again.
“Oh!” They heard from the bed next to them. Anna had heard every word. Tali felt Lena get up and go to her. Then she fell asleep.
Natalya woke to find herself still alone in the bed: Lena was with Anna. Well that was OK, Anna needed her more didn’t she? Just for now. Tali got up and washed, then went back through to find the others were awake. She stayed naked while the others washed, continuing the slow campaign that Lena had started, to gradually introduce Anna to the joys of girl sex!
Anna seemed to just accept the nakedness, taking her cue from her just as she had from Lena about being cuddled in bed with only Lena having anything on! Really Anna seemed to have like a built-in innocence! Even looking innocent with those wide-open eyes and having her lips just slightly apart a lot of the time…she was irresistible!!
They all went down to breakfast and took a window table. “There’s a fire in the kitchen,” said Tali in a normal voice, “evacuate quickly or we’ll all die a horrible death.”
Anna gasped and started to get up, while a slow grin spread over Lena’s beautiful face. None of the staff or other guests had reacted at all. “So nobody else speaks Russian,” she giggled, pulling Anna down again,” we can talk. Plan. Toast?”
“So, now it’s Monday and everywhere’s open.” started Tali. “We have to get you home Anna and make it safe for you. We can do that don’t worry, we’re not going to quit now, are we babe?”
"Can we get a boat, like we did last time?" said Lena.
They had to see Katya too, about the card and the DVD perhaps.
"OK it's a twenty minute walk or a five minute cab ride to Dmitri's place,” said Tali, looking on her phone. A few minutes later they arrived at Dmitri's building and Lena led them to Mrs. Osmandias' apartment and knocked at the door.
"Katya?" Lena said when it was opened.
"Evet evet" replied the woman and she ushered the girls in.
“My darlings,” said Katya when she saw them, “it is good to see you again, come here.” She patted the bed next to her and Lena and Tali went and got on. First Lena and then Tali shared a long kiss with their heroine. A long, loving kiss.
Tali stroked her hands over Katya’s impressive shoulders, round her neck and through her hair. She savoured her fragance. But she had to get this card sorted…she explained about the card and what they knew. That Vlad had said it was the big issue. Katya knew Vlad and smiled.
“So when I put it in the laptop it just doesn’t register,” Tali explained, “doesn’t show up as a drive or anything.”
“This is not really my area,” said Katya, “but to show up it would need to be formatted? So if it is encrypted it just won’t work. Not in a Windows system anyway…”
“Oh,” said Natalya. She thought about that for a little, enjoying the feel of Katya and her naked body while she let her mind roam around. Katya had subsided, the effort even of the visit obviously having drained her. Katya had set something off though…what was it…
‘Not in a Windows system’ Hmmm. So what? Well…
YES! That was the thing! Windows wasn’t the only system was it? In fact those microSD cards were used in phones mainly. And…she happened to have not just a phone but an FSB phone! Right here! A slightly weird phone perhaps, that Vlad had mysteriously been able to ring anonymously while not being supposed to even know she had it!
She quickly pulled off the back and battery, swapped in the card from Antalya, put it back together and switched it back on. The phone booted.
She still couldn’t see it! She couldn’t find an app that would show anything! What now?
Katya was watching; giving her leg a little squeeze.
Well…she’d try connecting the phone to the laptop. That would have the FSB phone processing the FSB card wouldn’t it, then the laptop could possibly deal with it as a file?
She made the connection with the cable, and Bing! There it was, a removable drive! She opened it…there was a folder, with a file in it! It was called ^$!&%(().ccc
Shit! So close! At least it felt close. But if it was encrypted this was only the start wasn’t it? Still, it WAS a start!
She kissed Katya, who’d inspired her, yet again! Though Katya was almost out of it again:
“Sorry my darlings, I’m not quite right yet, I suppose they used some mix of drugs on me; …they have some weird stuff…you’ll do it, my special girls. Leave me your numbers…”
She was just about asleep.
They went back and checked out of the hotel; then, armed with their various cards, cash, equipment, guns, bullets, clothes and even jackets they went to a restaurant for lunch, where Tali found it had wifi.
They all crowded round the laptop and looked at the journey that lay ahead of them. Looking at the map they decided that the main Marina would give them the best chance of finding the right boat; then they could just go through the Bosporus straits first of all, that was only about forty kilometres.
Then round hugging the coast to Sochi – that was 1,500 kilometres! Even in a fast boat like Bruce’s it would take some time. But then, at last, they’d be back in their own country. Albeit with the country’s security service after them, but ‘one step at at time’ as Tali grinned at Lena. She couldn’t help feeling excited. She liked the sea, and if there was going to be another Bruce she wouldn’t mind…
“We half know what we’re doing, don’t we babe, haha!” Tali laughed, reminding Lena of one technique for getting hold of a boat! She had her gun in her pocket. Though a charter or something would be better, and they might easily have enough money.
At the end of the meal they took a cab to the marina and started looking. It looked quite promising.
They walked into the marina and straight away there was one! A nice cruiser with a sign on the quay. A man came out, a Turk who spoke some English. They explained what they wanted, but he shook his head. “One day,” he said. He wouldn’t do a long trip.
They tried several others, one a bigger boat that would do it but when they saw the price the guy wrote down it was more than they had. They toured the entire marina, lugging their stuff and getting hot and tired, but after quite a few tries they just couldn’t get a boat they could afford! They ended up pretty much where they’d started, near the first boat. The captain was talking to a broad-shouldered guy who looked about thirty. Oh! He was coming across to them!
He was rather gorgeous, Tali saw as he arrived. A bit full of himself perhaps, but maybe he was entitled: he could have been a model or an actor or something!
”You are looking for a boat to go across the Black Sea? Sochi?” he asked. He looked and sounded Italian, but he was speaking English rather well. The girls nodded vigorously. They were getting a bit desperate!
“Just you?” he asked, “no father, mother?”
“Just us,” said Natalya firmly, ”but we are quite old enough.” She wasn’t going to have Anna disrespected like that, even if she didn’t come across as all that confident. It WAS a bit like this was her first visit to a big city; bit still…
“You have money?” he asked.
“Yes,” said Tali, “how much, to Sochi?”
“3,000 Lira,” said the guy, “it is a sailing yacht, so it takes a week each way, maybe more. I cannot do it for less.”
The girls consulted. It was pretty much all the Lira they had, and it was slow, but it looked like the only offer they were going to get.
“Let’s have a look,” said Lena.
The guy led them across the marina to a part they hadn’t bothered with since it was full of sailing yachts not motor ones. His boat was nice, it looked smart and not old or anything. “Ten metre,” he said proudly, “four good berths, galley, shower…I include all food even.” He gave them his filmstar smile.
Tali looked at Lena, seeing her give a slight nod, then at Anna who was obviously just waiting for her almost-sixteen-year-old saviours to make the decision.
“OK,” said Tali, returning his smile, ”Let’s go.”
They went aboard and paid him and he cast off, using a little motor to get them out of the harbour, then raising the sails with electric winches. He saw her watching.
“You sail?” he asked.
“Windsurf,” said Tali, remembering the English word, “and books, stories, child.” She’d always liked the stories her dad used to read to her, and that later she’d read for herself. They’d taught both her and Lena about sails and tacking and gibing and everything, and then last year the two of them had had that great holiday where they’d got pretty good at windsurfing.
The guy was called Romano and sailed them expertly up the Bosporus on the good breeze, so that by dusk they were emerging into the Black Sea already! They had supper, Anna insisting on cooking and clearly glad to be able to contribute, then the girls settled down for their first full night at sea. They dropped off instantly. Romano seemed so friendly, they had a good feeling about him.
Tali woke up with Lena, in the double bed that was right in the bows, to see bright sunshine coming in through the portholes. They put their clothes on and went through, past the sleeping Anna, to the cockpit.
“Good morning,” smiled Romano. They were sailing along the coast, it was hard to tell how far away it was.
They chatted with him in broken English, then he asked why they were sailing instead of flying or taking a ship. They explained it was more fun, but Tali knew that didn’t quite match their desperate search round the marina, that he’d seen the end of. Romano had clearly been thinking about it during his long night at the wheel.
“So..Sochi, you have papers?” he asked. “I can see, please?”
Tali didn’t see it was his business, and they didn’t have any anyway. She shook her head.
“You have visa?” Romano was a bit persistent about it.
“We land at night,” she said, “quiet place.” It hadn’t been a problem for Bruce had it?
“So this is a different thing,” said Romano. “it is trouble for me if I am caught with illegal immigrants in Russia. Big trouble. It will be more money.”
Tali thought he had to be exaggerating. They WERE Russian, how could they be illegal immigrants? Also somehow the way he said it…
“We have no money,” she said. “No more.”
“Roubles? Euros? Dollars?” he asked. Tali and Lena shook their heads. He wasn’t having their Roubles, they’d need them. Tali was thinking he perhaps had suspected all this before they set out really, but waited till he had them at sea and stuck.
“OK we go back,” he said.
Nooo! Tali looked at him. They couldn’t just go back, not now! What could they do?
“You said!” she tried, “you said you take us, for three thousand.”
“Now it is different,” he said, “illegal.”
Tali and Lena looked at each other in consternation. Natalya could only think of one other thing. And after all it was something she’d been thinking about anyway…
“OK, take us, I sleep with you,” she said. It felt like a big thing! She was offering her body, like a complete tramp! But it would be worth it.
Romano smiled. “You are very beautiful, so young and sexy, it is so unlucky that I am gay. Sorry. We go back.”
“Gay?” Tali and Lena gasped together. It was hard to say who sounded more disappointed – or why!
“OK,” Tali resigned herself, “but no money. No Sochi -no three thousand.”
“I give one thousand back,” said Romano. Suddenly he didn’t seem so nice!
“No!” Tali could feel her temper rising; “We are one day only!”
Romano shrugged his impressive shoulders as he turned the wheel. It was obvious now he’d planned all along to rip them off, seeing them desperate and knowing he’d find some excuse to turn back and keep most of their money!
Well he’d miscalculated. The bastard. Tali drew her gun. “Sochi,” she said.
Romano looked at the gun in alarm. To make quite sure, Tali pointed the gun over his head and fired a shot. It wasn’t such a big deal, after all, but it would keep him in line!
But as she and Lena looked on in astonishment Romano disappeared over the side! Dived overboard! In a panic! There he was, swimming for the shore!
“Should we try and sail after him?” gasped Lena, “to make sure he’s OK?”
“Nah babe,” Tali had her wolfish grin on, “he’s got those shoulders, look how well he swims!”
“Hey Bren, you sleep okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, why aren't you at work? You're usually gone by now.”
“I called in sick.”
“I just.. I couldn't really sleep.”
“Is it because of me?”
“Yes, I can't stop thinking about last night,” she sighed and rubbed one of her eyes.
“Is it bothering you?” I asked.
“Well, I don't know what to think of it. We really shouldn't have done that.”
“Mom if it bothers you that much, then you're right. We really shouldn't have done that, and we won't do it anymore. I don't want to hurt you.”
“Okay, I guess we should just leave it at that, and not tell anyone anymore right?”
I died a little bit inside after she said this, I mean I really do love my mom. I think she is a very beautiful woman, and I didn't want to block out these sexual feelings that I had for her. I knew that it was for the best though. If my mom was being hurt because of this, then I wasn't going to make her do anything with me. It just isn't right. I have a lot of respect for my mother and myself, and I'm sure that she feels the same way. Plus, maybe she is right. Maybe this is just the wrong thing for a mother and a son to be doing. Maybe I just don't understand because I'm not a parent, so I decided to agree with her.
“Okay, we won't do anything like that ever again. And my lips are sealed, I won't tell anyone.”
“Okay good, I'm very happy that you understand where I am coming from. I was so scared that you wouldn't listen to me, I was scared that I ruined our relationship.”
“Mom no matter what happens between us, I will always love you. No matter what we have done, or what we will do. I just want you to know that there isn't anything that can happen that will make me stop loving you. You have been an amazing mother.”
“That makes me so happy to hear that, can I have a hug? Please?”
I walked up to her and embraced her, my arms wrapping around her back and she buried her face into my shoulder.
“I really can't believe how tall you have gotten,” she said as she turned her head to look at me. We released from the hug and I smiled.
“Mom you say this to me all the time.”
“Yeah I know, but really. I remember ever since you were a baby. You were such a cute, tiny baby.”
I laughed a little bit. “Okay well I really got to head to school, I'll grab a snack or something there because I don't have time for breakfast.”
“Brush your teeth before you leave!”
“Mom, Come on! I'm not 13.”
“I know, but it looked like you were just going to head out the door.”
I rolled my eyes a little bit and smirked. She always has to throw in something to remind me that I'm still her son or something. I bet that when she's an old woman in a nursing home or something, she will still be barking motherly stuff at me. I can already see it; we will be sitting there in her room. She will be in a wheel chair, and I will have a cane or something leaning up against my chair because my knees will be wearing from arthritis or something. We will be plays cards (probably Pitch) with a couple of her friends at the home. We will be calling out our bids and my mom will get distracted and shout across the small table.
“Fix that shirt of yours Bren!” shouting, in her old crackled voice. Of course, I will fix my shirt, even if there is nothing wrong with it to begin with. “And your hair looks awful, fix that while your at it!” she'll squeak. I probably won't even have any hair. I bet I will be balding, or completely bald by that time. Am I the only one who has a crazy mom that does stuff like this?
Anyway, I brushed my teeth, gathered my things, shouted goodbye to my mom and walked out the door. I was thinking during the drive on the way to school. A part of me was sad, but also I part of me was happy. My mother is the most amazing woman, no, person that I know. It would kill me to know that anything that hurt her was because of me. She has already taken enough shit in life, I didn't need to be that extra fuck your life over icing on the cake. Still, it was disappointing to me. I really want to be close to my mom, and now that we would never do anything like we did last night again, I would have to find a way to suppress these feelings.
School went by extremely slow today, as do all Mondays. Man, I really hate Mondays, I don't think I have met a single person in the world that actually enjoys Mondays. Maybe I should get into a TV show or something to look forward to on Mondays, just to make them a little more fun. Then it can be my little funday Monday. I wouldn't be able to have sex with Allison today because my mom was home, maybe I'll just masturbate when I get home. At least it was something to look forward to. The thing was, all day I couldn't stop thinking about my mom. I found myself constantly tucking my boner into my belt, and making sure my shirt was pulled down to cover it up in school. School boners are the worst, I was walking down the hallway and I got one because I was fantasizing about my mom again. I quickly shoved my hand into my pocket and grabbed it, this was also one of my techniques when I get boners. You can grab your dick if your hand is in your pocket, so I just pretend to walk casually down the hall with my hand in my pocket. It worked really well, I mean people walk places with their hands in their pockets all the time. At least, I think it worked. Maybe people knew I was just covering up a boner, but whatever. I have been doing this for years and nobody has mentioned anything about it.
Finally school was over, and I was heading to a club meeting after school. I mean, I enjoyed the club but, I was seriously horny as hell and I couldn't focus on what the President of the club was talking about. My mother just popped into my head repeatedly. I really couldn't stop thinking about her, and what happened last night. I found myself hiding another hard on behind my belt. When the meeting was over I finally was able to go home. When I walked through the door my mom was napping on the couch in the living room. She was wearing a basic sweatshirt and sweatpants. Perfect clothes for a day to call in sick from work. She was probably exhausted, I mean she said she didn't sleep last night. I walked up to her quietly and brushed her hair out of her face. I smiled and rubbed her upper arm, then without thinking about it, my hand slid down her body and I found myself sliding my hand up and down her ass. She did have an amazing ass, it wasn't small, and it wasn't one of those really gross giant asses that you see in porn sometimes. I pulled my hand away. I knew I shouldn't have touched her, we agreed not to do stuff like that again. I just couldn't help it though, I needed at least a little touch. I was thinking about her all day. I started to back away, and then my mom's eyes slowly opened. I froze.
“Hey, what are you doing?” she asked.
“I uhh.. I just got home from school. How was your day?”
“I literally fell asleep the second you left the house, and I just woke up now.”
“Did you sleep at all last night?”
“Nope, no sleep at all.”
“It's fine really, I guess I should get up now, I don't want to sleep any longer or else I won't be able to sleep tonight at all either.”
“Okay, well I'm going to head up to my room. Do some homework and stuff.” I lied. I could already feel that my dick was rising in my pants. I was going to masturbate the second I got up to my room.
“Okay, I'll call you down for dinner when it's ready.”
“Okay.” And with that I dismissed myself and walked upstairs to my room with my boner pitching a tent in my pants. I wonder if she had noticed that my dick was growing in size as we were talking. I didn't take notice to where she was looking. I probably would have noticed if her eyes wavered to my dick though. The second I got into my room, I shut the door behind my and ripped of my pants, to replace them with sweatpants. Just in case I needed to pull them up quickly. I laid down on my bed, pulled my sweatpants down and immediately went to work on my dick. I was already rubbing my dick very fast, I was holding this back all day I couldn't hold it back any more. I just went right into it. I was pumping my hand up and down my cock, focusing on my head, the underside of my dick, and sometimes I caressed my balls with my other hand. I was pumping my dick very fast now, and I couldn't help imagining that my mom was the one doing it. I imagined her hand wrapped around my dick, like last night and I imagined shooting my cum all over her face. I kept pumping my dick, and I felt my face getting very hot, and I started to sweat. I was breathing very heavily now, but I was trying to keep it quiet because I didn't want my mom to catch me. Especially after our talk this morning. Then I suddenly heard a knock on my door.
“Bren, can I come in?”
My heart leaped up to my throat, and I ripped my pants back up to my waist. “Yeah uhh.. gimme one sec. I'm changing into sweatpants!” I rubbed the sweat off of my face on my blanket and I looked in the mirror on the wall. My face was a little red. She's going to know what I was doing, I mean there is no way that she wouldn't. I sat back on my back shouted to her. “Okay you can come in now!”
She walked in and looked at me. “It smells like guy in here.”
“Yeah.. well I am a guy.” She sat down next to me and looked at me directly in the eyes.
“Can we umm.. talk about last night and this morning again?” she asked.
“Yeah of course mom, what do you want to talk about?” I noticed that her eyes flickered up and down my body.
“Well.. I just want to ask. Did you enjoy what we did last night?” she asked. I looked at her and sighed.
“Mom to be honest, yes I enjoyed it a lot. But it isn't worth hurting you.”
“Bren, I have been thinking a lot. Still, I have been thinking.”
“Bren, when you came home I wasn't actually sleeping. I still haven't had a second of sleep since last night.”
“Mom, that isn't good.. I'm really really sorry about what happened. I didn't-”
“Shush, Bren it isn't your fault. It really isn't. And I've been thinking all day not because of what we did last night, but because of our talk this morning.”
“Why? I thought that our talk went well? Was it something I said?” I asked confused.
“No, no, no. It's just what happened last night. I just.. I enjoyed it too.”
“So.. what are you saying?”
“Bren.. all day I've been thinking. Does it bother you, what we did last night?”
“No mom, not at all.”
“It didn't change your perspective of me? You don't think that I'm a whore, or that I have no respect for myself, or no respect for you?”
“Of course not mom! I love you, and you definitely aren't a whore. I have respected you my whole life, you are an amazing person. You and I both had these sexual feelings that we couldn't hold back. You aren't a whore for expressing them, they are completely normal.”
“It doesn't bother you that I'm your mother?”
“Not at all. I mean, I guess the only reason why it would bother me is because other people think that it's morally wrong. But honestly, I really don't care about what other people say and think. I mean, I'm not going to go around telling people in school about what we did last night, but still I don't let the opinions of other people change who I am, and how I feel about things.”
“Your right, I really shouldn't let it bother me so much.”
“Yeah, who cares what other people say about it, right? I mean, we just won't tell anyone. What they don't know won't hurt them, right?.”
“Brendan, you are 100% right. I was foolish to let it bother me so much.”
“Good I'm glad. I just want you to be happy. I would never want to hurt you.”
“I know you would never hurt me.”
“Can I ask for the hug this time? I love you mom, and you know I always will.”
“Of course.” She smiled, leaned over and gave me a big hug. “You're penis is hard Bren.” I looked down and noticed the tent that was poking up from my pants.
“Oh uhh.. sorry mom I really didn't even notice.”
“You were hard the whole time we were talking,” my mom said while holding back a laugh.
“Yeah I had to hold back from laughing at first, but then you were being so genuine when you were talking. I completely forgot about it.” I felt a rush of heat to my face, and I knew that I was blushing.
“Yeah.. uhh.. sorry,” I mumbled.
“Do you want me to take care of it?” my mom asked, while smiling.
“You.. you want to do more?”
“Yeah, I mean I enjoyed it, and you enjoyed it. Plus, you're right. Why should I let the opinions of other people change me? I have these sexual feelings for you Bren, I can't help it. Just promise me that you won't tell anyone okay? It could get me to lose my job, and it could really ruin my life. I believe that we could even go to jail if anyone finds out.”
“Of course, I won't tell a soul.”
“Okay, well how about you take that penis of yours out so I can take care of you.” I did as she told, and I pulled my sweatpants down. I laid down on my back, and my dick was pointing upward toward the ceiling. My mom then wrapped her hand around my dick and slowly started rubbing, up and down, up and down.
“You have really grown a lot, how big are you seven inches?”
“Yeah, I measured once. I'm like seven and a half inches or something. Just a tad bit smaller than that though.”
“You really do have a nice penis, I don't know what the big talk about having a giant penis is better. I prefer it when a man has an average sized penis, not too big, not too small.”
“I'm glad that you like it mom,” I said with a moan, as she was still rubbing her hand up and down slowly on my dick.
“You are actually even a little bigger than I like, but that's okay. It isn't like you are huge or anything. I just hate really big penises, I don't know why but they gross me out. Not to mention it hurts when you have sex with somebody that has a penis that is so big.”
“How long has it been since you have had sex mom?”
“A long, long time. Multiple years.”
“Really that long? There's no way that I could-” I stopped myself from talking.
“That you could what? Hmm??” My mom let out a sarcastic gasp “Brendan! You don't mean that you have been having sex have you?” she pressed sarcastically, with a big smile on her face
I smiled a little bit. “Well.. I plead the 5th.” I said letting out another moan. She was starting to slide her hand up and down my dick faster now. I closed my eyes and felt them roll to the back of my head. Her smooth hands felt like an angels, she gave the best hand jobs I have ever gotten.
“Bren, do you really think that I had no idea you were sexually active? Come on, I would see girls cum on the inside of your boxers all the time. Do you really think that I don't have any idea what that stuff looks like?”
I let out another moan, but still kept my eyes closed. “Uhh..” I was breathing heavily now. “I guess, I don't know mom. I'm a horny kid.”
“Yeah I know you are, you are a bad horny boy aren't you?” My mom started to rub her hands up and down really fast now.
“I.. I guess so.” I said while breathing heavily.
“I can feel your dick tingling, are you going to cum soon?”
“Yeah almost mom keep going, it feels really good.” She was still pumping my dick very fast, and I felt the need to come getting closer and closer by the second. I lasted maybe another minute until I knew I couldn't hold it in any longer.
“Shit mom.. Don't stop I'm gonna cum soon, aww fuck it feels so good.” I moaned.
“Where do you want to cum?” she asked me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. I didn't even realize this but she took her top and bra off completely. I was so absorbed in the pleasure I didn't even notice. I actually got distracted for a second as she was pumping my dick, I was staring at her tits. My god, her tits were nice. They were perfectly shaped, they didn't sag, and they weren't small. She must have been a D, I don't know though. Maybe a C, I don't really know much about bra sizes I guess. “Bren where do you want to cum?”
I snapped back to the feeling of the hand job. “Uhh.. shit.. I don't care.”
“Tell me where you want to cum baby, I don't care just tell me.”
“Mom, really I don't care.”
“Fine, I'll just stop then so you won't cum at all,” she then released her grip and looked at me with a smirk.
“No keep going!! Don't stop!”
“Nope where you do you want to cum?”
“Your face mom! I want to cum on your face!” She didn't say a word after that and immediately grabbed my dick again and started pumping furiously. I felt the cum rising back up very quickly. She touched her lips to the head of my dick and continued to pump my cock extremely fast. She kissed the head repeatedly, her tits jiggled, then she licked my head once. That was it, that pushed me over the edge.
“Oh fuck.. Mom I'm cumming!” I moaned. “Mom I'm cumming all over your face!” I moaned loudly and then it shot out. A giant load of cum came spurting out and onto my mom's face and she smiled. She continued to pump my dick as I came, and she slowed down just a tad just so she could accurately aim my cum. The giant spurt was follow by another spurt just as large, and then a few smaller spurts after that. Some of the streams of cum landed on her cheeks, on her forehead, in her hair, and she caught some of it inside of her mouth. It was the hottest and sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. She then put her mouth around the head of my dick and sucked out the left over cum that hadn't shot out. I was breathing extremely heavy, and my mom was still slowly sliding her hand up and down my dick. Cum was even sliding off her face and dripping onto her tits. My god she looked so hot. She then looked at me.
“Did that feel good baby?”
“Mom that was the most amazing hand job I have ever gotten.”
“Good, you made a mess of me. You messy boy.”
“Uhh.. I'm sorry. It was really hot though.” It was so hot that my dick was refusing to return flaccid.
“I'm glad that you liked it, I'm going to go wash up.”
“Okay mom, thank you so much. That was amazing.” She just smiled, got up from the bed and walked out the door to the bathroom. I pulled my sweat pants back up and waiting as I listened to my mom clean up. Finally my dick started to get soft again, and my I could hear my mom drying off in the bathroom with a towel. After a minute or so she returned to my room and I was still in the same spot laying on the bed.
“Hey, I know we have talked about this a lot recently, but I need to talk to you about another thing okay?”
“Yeah sure mom, what is it?” I asked as I sat up in my bed. She sat down next to me and looked at me for a few seconds before speaking.
“Okay well, I'm guessing that you want to continue to do stuff like this with me?”
“Yes mom, I can't help it. It's so amazing.”
“That's fine, I have the same feelings. I don't want to stop either, but I do have just one rule.”
“I'm willing to do anything with you sexually, but there is one restriction okay?”
“Okay, what?” I asked curiously.
“You must never enter your penis inside of my vagina. Ever.” she said this very sternly. I felt a little disappointed but hey, you really can't complain. I was just promised sexual experiences. There was no way I was going to say no.
“That's fine mom. We just won't go that far. If anything that we do bothers you, just let me know, we won't do it then.”
“Okay good, that just is off limits. I don't want to push things too far you know?”
“Yeah mom I understand.”
“Okay well, now. I really don't feel like cooking. Do you want to order anything?” she asked.
“Sure, can we get pizza and wings?”
“Yeah I'll call and get it delivered.”
“Awesome, and thanks again mom. That was really amazing.”
“Well, make yourself comfortable because I think that we are going to be having a lot more time together now.” She smiled at me after she said this, and I smiled back.
We ate pizza and wings at the table together and we talked about school. I told her that we were going on a trip soon for my club at school. It was going to cost some money so I needed her to sign something for it and write a check.
“So who is going on this little trip? You are going to have to share a hotel room with some other people right?”
“Yeah, but the girls can't stay with guys.”
“So who is going? Besides some of the friends that I already know that are in the club.”
I told her about all the people that I knew, I mostly only knew the kids that were in my class and the class a year younger than me. I didn't really know any of the under classmen in the club. They always separated themselves from the upper classmen. I didn't blame them though, we did the same thing when we were freshmen and sophomores. We finished eating, and I told my mom that I was going to do homework (for real this time). I went up to my room and spent about an hour on my homework, played some video games, and texted Allison. Well actually she texted me. Allison.. I didn't even really think about her. Then something popped in my mind. Is it.. right for me to be doing stuff like this with my mom, but to be going out with Allison at the same time? I mean.. I think that it could be cheating right? But the thing is, I love both of them. But the love that I have for my mother is different than the love that I have for Allison. It's still love.. but just, different. I really can't explain it at all, but I don't know. It isn't like I can tell her about how I feel. I can't tell anyone about how I feel. I swore to my mother not to tell anyone. I guess I will have to figure it out in time. Eventually it got late and I heard my mom coming up the stairs. She looked into my room.
“Hey do you want to, well.. you know?” she asked.
“Okay let's go to my bed this time.” I followed her down the hall and into her room. Her bed is a lot bigger than mine. I'm still using a twin bed, I really don't know why I don't get a bigger bed. I guess I've just had the bed for as long as I can remember I never thought about it. I mean, my bed is barely big enough for me, If my head isn't at the top of the bed, my feet sometimes hang off the end if my body is completely straight. Whatever though, I liked my bed it's just, I guess it's a little small.
We walked into her room and my mom started to undress herself, she took off her top, bra and her bottoms but left her panties on. Still she looked sexy as ever. I followed her lead and took off my shirt, and pants, along with my boxers.
“Mom why don't you take your panties off?” I asked.
“Because, I don't want you to enter me. I just don't want to lead you on.”
“Mom it's okay, I understand I wont do that. It's just I want to pleasure you this time, so will you take off your panties? Please?” I asked.
“Fine, but you know the limits!”
“Yes, of course mom.” She slid her panties down, and she sexually bent over as she was sliding them down showing me a great view of her ass. I was already hard as a rock, I was hard the second she asked if I wanted to do anything! But when she bent over like that, my dick had a little jolt and it flickered upward. She sat down the bed and she was glaring some seductive look at me as she waited for me to get on the bed. I walked around the other side of the bed and I sat behind her. I slid my body to her back and my dick pressed against her lower back. I then reached around her body with both of my hands. I caressed her left boob with my left hand, and my right went to her pussy. I was rubbing her clit in a circular motion slowly and she let out a small quiet moan. My left hand was switching from her left breast to her right, and I was playing with her nipples too. With my right hand, my fingers slid up and down her pussy. I rubbed her clit, I rubbed the lips of her pussy, I entered my fingers inside of her. I knew that the clit was the most sensitive part of the vagina, and it seemed that my mom loved it when I touched it. I would rub it up an down, rub it in a circular motion, rub it left and right. Oh, did I forget to mention that she was smoothly shaved? Her pussy was as smooth as a baby's skin. I shave too, but I haven't shaved in about a week so I was a little hairy.
As I continued to play with her tits, and rub her clit she started to moan even louder and she would sometimes moan my name quietly. “Oh Bren.. Bren that feels so good. Brendan you are so good at this.” I didn't say anything to her, but I started to slightly thrust my dick up and down her back, I was getting so turned on. She let let out an elongated moan and her voice was raising. “Fuck.. Brendan.. baby don't stop I'm gonna cum,” and I did just that, I didn't stop for even a second, and I was rubbing her clit in every direction very fast now. “Brendan.. I'm cumming,” she moaned really loud, and I started to slow down a bit. “Fuck Brendan don't stop, keep going, keep going, keep going! Oooohhh… fuck.. it's still coming.” After a few short moments she stopped moaning and I slowed my pace, to eventually nothing and I just held my middle finger against her clit. I then kissed my mom on the back of her neck, she then turned her head quickly and gave me an extremely long and hard kiss on the lips. The kiss was amazing, it was just so different than any other kiss that I have experienced and I will never forget that kiss. The kiss was broken and we looked into each others eyes.
“How was it mom?” I asked.
“I haven't had an orgasm like that in years. That was amazing baby.”
“It makes me super happy that you liked it,” I smiled.
“I want to make you cum now.”
“I want to taste your cock,” she said while still looking into my eyes.
“What?” I asked, a little surprised.
“I want to suck your dick.” She turned around and she grabbed my dick and started rubbing it slowly. She then looked at me and started to bring her head down slowly.
“Uhh.. mom are you sure that-” but before I could protest her lips already wrapped around my dick and she was moving her head up and down, while pumping the base of my dick slowly with her hand. “Mom.. that feels so good.”
She just let out a moan to acknowledge what I said and she was already bobbing her head up and down faster, along with her hand. She would moan from time to time, and the vibrations for her voice would give a quick pleasure of its own. She was sliding and swirling her tongue around my dick, and she would slap her tongue repeatedly against the head of my dick while she still had her lips wrapped my dick. It felt so amazing, but to be honest Allison did give better head. Then, just like my mom could read my mind, she released her hand from the base of my dick and she pushed her head down all the way down until her lips were at the base of my dick. She then bobbed her head up and down just a little. It was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life, I took that thought back, my mom gave the best head ever. She then put both of her hands under my ass and she started to bob her head up and down, from the head all the way down to the base. I don't know how she did it, it was amazing. She did have a gag reflex, she would let out tiny little gags here and there but she somehow suppressed them. I couldn't hold it back and I started to thrust my hips into her mouth, and I felt the head of my dick press down her throat hard, which was followed by another soundless small gag.
She pulled her head off my dick and started to pump my dick really fast with her hand. “Just relax baby, let me take care of you. Now where do you want to cum?”
“Any where mom, it doesn't matter.” She then pulled her hand back away from my dick, literally right after I said that. “Okay okay!! Inside your mouth! Don't stop, please!” She then pushed her head all the way down on my dick again, and her nose was repeatedly pressing into my stomach. Her tongue swirled and wrapped around my dick as she bobbed and I after a few seconds I felt the need to cum.
“Fuck mom.. I'm gonna cum. Fuck.. keep going, keep going. Fuck, I'm cumming!” My mom pressed her mouth all the way down on my cock and my hands found the back of her head, which were pushing her face into my stomach. This was followed by a small suppressed gag, and then a wave of cum shot out and down her throat. I couldn't help but buck my hips and my mom continued to slide her tongue back and forth on my dick and she bobbed her head continually as I shot spurt after spurt of cum down her throat. Finally after I was done cumming, I still felt like I was cumming though. I still had the feeling like I was cumming even though cum wasn't shooting out any more. My mom was slowly pulling her head back up off my dick, but I pushed her back down to my base and she understood. I released the back of her head and she bobbed up and down on my dick furiously. I let out one more long moan and collapsed onto my back, and on the way down I hit my head against the headboard.
My mom was holding back a laugh, as her lips were still wrapped around my dick. She pulled her head back and let out a giggle as she spoke, “you okay?” she asked, as I rubbed the back of my head.
“Yeah.. yeah I'm fine.”
“How did that feel?” she asked.
“The blow job or when I hit my head?” I asked laughing.
“The blow job.” my mom laughed.
“That was the best head I have ever gotten.”
“Yeah, that was amazing mom. Did you swallow all of it?”
“Yeah, all of it.”
“Mom, that is so hot.”
She smiled. “Good. Also, do you get the picture to not be shy about telling me where you want to cum? It doesn't bother me, it really doesn't.”
“Yes I know! But still that is so cruel, don't stop like that!” I yelled jokingly, but laughing at the same time.
“Well.. it was the best way to get you to tell me.”
“Okay well, I won't be so shy about it next time.”
“Good, wow it's later than I thought,” she said surprised. I looked at the clock next to the bed, by the lamp. It was 11:52.
“Wow we were doing this for almost two hours,” I said with surprise. “How long did it take for me to make you cum, and how long did it take for me to cum? It didn't seem that long.”
“I don't know, but we should get some sleep.”
“Thank you mom, that was so amazing.”
“I'm sure we will have many more experiences like this,” she smiled.
“Sounds good to me.” I then suddenly got extremely tired, it was like getting hit by a brick of exhaustion. My eyes were growing heavy by the second. We both got under the covers and laid there without getting our clothes on. Right before I was about to fall asleep, my mom woke me up.
“Bren, now you are 100% sure that this is okay with you.”
“Yeah of course mom, as long as you are okay with it,” I said half asleep.
“I'm okay with it.” Then my eyes felt really heavy, and I couldn't hold them open any longer.
Thanks for reading again! I have been receiving quite a lot of emails from people I read all of them and I try to respond to everyone. So if you want don't be afraid to shoot me an email, Brendanem3@yahoo.com. However, if I don't respond don't take it personally, I just have been receiving a lot of emails so it can be a little tough to keep track. If you are going to send me an email, DO NOT ask for pictures. I have received quite a few emails about this and from now on I am just going to ignore them. It isn't my place to send pictures of my mom, or Allison to anyone, and I am not comfortable sending pictures to me that I don't know. Also if anyone has read this without reading the first part, I suggest you go to my profile and read the first part just to get some background about me and my mom, and how all this got started. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
Katie sat in her room alone as she heard her mothers BMW start up and pull out of their gravel drive-way. She can feel her heart beating in her chest as she thinks of her and her father being alone tonight. She wants to fuck him so badly but she doubts that will ever happen. She tried to in the kitchen. She gave her father an amazing blow-job from the sounds of it, yet that was it. He had been avoiding her for awhile and she starts doubting herself. She suddenly felt a wet sensation between her legs. She laid back on her bed and took off her lime green booty shorts and felt her pussy. Had thinking about her father made her wet again?
She began massaging her clit gently as she took her other hand and massaged her left breast.
"Mmmm.." She moaned as she lightly squeezed her nipple between her fingers.
Katie moved her finger from and clit and pushed it deep inside her cunt and she thought of her father fucking her tight little pussy as she thrusted her finger in and out of her pussy. She thrusted faster and faster while still rubbing her breast with her other hand. She felt the sensation brewing inside her. A sensation that was amazing beyond words. Katie then took the hand that was massaging her breast and started rubbing her clit fast and hard as her other hand fucked her into dismay.
"Oh yeah..fuck my tight pussy daddy…fuck it harder" She moaned as she began to cum. Katie felt her warm cum run down her fingers and down her ass as she continued to finger her tight little pussy.
Katie took her hand away from her pussy and got on her hands and knees on her bed. She then stuck her index finger slowly into her tight asshole. She never had anything go into her ass before and this was a first, but she was so horny it felt good anyway. Mabey even better than her pussy. She began pushing her finger in and out of her asshole as it began to hurt a little so she took it out. Then she stuck it inside her pussy, still being on all fours, and got her finger wet and slippery and shoved it back into her asshole.
"Mmmm..thats better" She moaned as she fingered her tight asshole.
Katie thrusted her finger in and out of her ass while all of a sudden her father walked in.
He stood there emotionless as he stares at his daughter Katie fingering her ass. He was shocked yet could move. While staring at her partially naked on her bed on all fours he felt his dick become hard and solid. Wouldn't he love to be fingering that ass instead of her. Wouldn't he love to suck on her tits and she fingers her cunt beside him. He shouldn't be thinking things like these, yet he cannot help it. She is sexy, beautiful, and appealing. Yes, he wants to fuck her. He wants to shove his large hard cock inside her. He wants to make her moan "Daddy", but what if his wife finds out, he thought.
Katie stopped fingering her ass and took her finer out as she stared at her father.
"Why is he just standing there?" She thought. She got up and started to walk towards him. Mabey it will actually happen Katie hopes.
Katie reaches her father and started rubbing on his hard cock. She now knows she excited him. As she rubs his big dick she starts kissing his neck softly. Her father lets out a light moan to let her know that he was enjoying what she was doing.
He cupped his hands on her breasts and began to rub and caress them softly. "As long as no one finds out, this will be ok" He whispered in her ear.
Katie looked up at her father with the biggest smile on her face and her eyes big and bright, like a little puppy dog. "Ok" Katie said "This will be our very own little family secret"
He smiles and then backs her up onto the bed and lays her down. He spreds her legs and begins to rub her already red and sensitive clit. Katie starts moaning with pleasure as her father begins to tease her clit with his wet tounge. "Ohh damnn" She moaned out grabbing ahold of her pink bed comfator. He moves his tounge slowly around and around in circles over her clit. He knows that he is hitting the right spot because she begins to twitch with pleasure and lets out slight little moans. Faster he begins to lick her swollen clit as she twitches and turns in excitement. Katie clentches ahold of her comfator so tightly her fingers turn white. She couldnt believe this was actually happening and in her room! She threw away her thoughts and focused more on her father pleasuring his little girl. He sticks two fingers into Katies tight pussy while he is still teasing her clit. He thrusts in and out and hears the squishing inside her from her sweet juices she has been producing. He thrusts so hard and sucked on her click just right it was only a matter of minutes Katie yelled out in an amazing full body orgasm as her legs and pussy twitches as she cums all over her fathers fingers. He begins to lick up her sweet young juices as Katie laid on her bed in dismay from the orgasm her father had just givin her. "Ohh..Its still sinsative Daddy" Katie moans as her father laps up the last bit of her juices and then went straight for her clit again. "Thats the best time Darling" Her father said and he got up off the bed and began to unzip his dress pants and unbutton his shirt. Katie watched as her father was getting naked right in front of her. She watched him slide down his pants as his member popped right out at full attention ready to go to work. It was much bigger than a few weeks ago when she gave him that blowjob in the kitchen. He walked towards her and got on the bed and positioned himself ontop on her. Katie was nervous. She has wanted this for a long time but she dont know what its going to be like. "Is he aggressive? Is he loveable?" She thought as he began to rub her hair and kissed her gently on her collarbone. The kiss sent shivers down Katies spine and the feeling went straight to her throbbing little cunt.
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It was the greatest day in my life. The day i lost my virginity to my MOM!!!!
I woke up like any other normal day and was greeted by my mom with bacon and eggs. She told me Dad was away on one of his business for the day and won"t be back until tomorrow so it was just me and her at home
She kissed me on the forehead and said she was going out to do some shopping and would be back in an hour
My mom is attractive standing at 5"9 and weighing 160 pounds (85kg). She is rather curvy but has a few extra pounds around her breast and ass regions. She wears a 32D bra, has shoulder length dark brown hair and always has a perfume smell about her. For a 48 year old woman she looks great
When i finished my breakfast i went to put my boxers in the wash but something happened while i was in the laundry that doesn"t usually occur
I saw my moms silky purple panties laying on the ground from last night and for some reason i picked them up and smelt them. Being 14 years old and still a virgin i thought it was ok
I started taking in her wonderful aroma and thought it was the best thing on earth. Before i knew it i was standing there with my boxers off with a boner
I went back to my room and couldn"t get the thought of my mom"s vagina out of my head so i masturbated and shot my load in a very short time
I kept thinking to myself that it was wrong and if i perused these thoughts my mom would hate me
When my mom returned from grocery shopping i was laying on the couch (with clothes on) watching tv
She told me to help her put the groceries away so i agreed. I handed her the milk and when she bent over to put it in the fridge her ass poked up at me
Before i knew it there was a tent shape forming in my pants and i was about to turn and hide it from her but it was too late. She turned around for some more fridge stuff and literally got hit in the face by my cock in my pants
It stretched out and bounced back in to my skin tight again
"I"m so sorry mom i don"t know what just happened to me" i said nervously as i raced to my room. I didn"t come out for the rest of the day until she called me for dinner
I grabbed my food off her and just kept looking down as i didn"t want to make eye contact
We both sat down and ate our food and she asked me to help her wash the dishes
"About earlier today son i don"t care about it because i know you are a growing man and men have needs that sometimes aren"t getting fulfilled"
"Thanks for understanding mom and once again i am really sorry"
"Thats ok son. In fact i have a little proposition to make. How would you like to help my needs out for the whole night?"
Did i just hear correctly. Was my mom actually asking me to have sex with her for the whole night
"Do you mean have sex?"
"That"s correct. As far as i know you havnt lost your virginity yet and i would love to be your first. I could teach you everything you need to know and when you have sex with someone your own age you will have a great knowledge"
I couldn"t believe it. I agreed and my mom took me by the hand and walked me into her room. she layed me down and got straight to work. She took my pants off and i was already hard as a rock when she asked me for the sex so there was no need to warm up
She put her mouth on my cock and i wanted to cum straight away. She started bobbing her head up and down and her tongue was licking up and down my shaft. Her warm mouth was too much for me to handle and i blew my load in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and made a slurping sound as she took her mouth from my raging hard on.
"Much bigger then your fathers ever was honey" she said with a grin on her face
She told me it was her turn to get pleasured and pulled her pants off but her panties were still on. I could see a giant wet patch in the middle of her crotch and i knew her juices must be flowing like crazy.
I pulled down her panties and started slowly licking her thighs and when i got close to her pussy i would back off and do the same to the other side
I had done this about 5 times until she had enough and grabbed me by the back of my head and rammed me into her soaking wet cunt
I started violating licking her out and inserted 1 finger until i got a good rhythm and went straight to 3 fingers
I knew from stories and videos i had seen that i needed to find her clit so i licked at the top of her cunt and i knew when i hit the spot because she bucked straight away and let out a loud moan
She started shaking and her moans got loader so i started licking and putting my fingers in her harder and faster and was rewarded with a giant gush of her juices all over my face
When she settled down she took my cock in her mouth again and got it to fully erect again and took her top and bra off. Her tits were massive and bobbed around when her bra fell off.
She laid down on her back in the same position as i was licking her out and in then she told me to stick it in her ass slowly. I did as she told me and i now knew what everyone was raving on about when they said girls asses are extremely tight
I stuck the head of my 8 inch cock in her ass and it bounced straight back out. I knew i had to use more force but i went a bit over board as i stuck it all in in one go. My mom let out a huge scream and i apologized which she knew was alright because i was a first timer
I went at a steady pace and just as the head was about to escape her tight hole i rammed it back in again. Every time her ass engulfed the full 8 inches she let out a scream
I picked up the pace and my mom was moaning non stop and i told her i was close to cumming. She told me to leave it in her ass when i did
I came in her ass letting out a massive moan as spurt after spurt of my hot creamy cum poured into my moms asshole. I didn"t even know it was possible to have that much in me especially after i had already came twice today already
She then took my cock out of her ass and guided it into her vagina. It a feeling like no other. It was soaking wet and warm as i pushed all of my 8 inches of meat in slowly
she laid her head back and closed her eyes as i started to rock my hips back and forth I couldn"t believe it. I was actually fucking my own mother from where i had came out of 19 years ago
My mom started to tense up and told me she was close to cumming. I was on the verge as well and i could feel it rising through my penis as she let out a giant scream and was shuttering and bucking all over the bed as we both came at the same time
I never new women came so much as the bed became soaking wet underneath where we just made love. We stayed in the same bed together for the rest of the night and i kissed and sucked on her nipples for hours
We came a few more times together before we fell asleep
Tim walked in, quietly closing the door behind him, not even realizing Jenna and his dad was in the front room. As he started walking towards the hallway towards his room, he glanced into the front room and saw his dad standing there, half naked, his wilted dick hanging loosely between his legs, almost hidden by his pubic hair. Tim looked at his dad in shock, seeing Jenna looking at him over the back of the couch.
John looked at his son in shock also, not sure what to say. Tim walked into the front room, the smell of sex still strong in the air, his dick twitching a little. "Someone was having fun in here," Tim said with a light chuckle, breaking the silence. John still couldn't talk, staring at Tim. "We sure did, mmm," Jenna said excitedly. Tim laughed at her comment, looking at his dad, "looks like so much fun you made him speechless. Was she any good dad?"
John slowly nodded, looking down at Jenna, then back at Tim. "I bet she was," Tim laughed, thinking about a few days ago when he had sex with her. "I bet her pussy was nice and tight for you huh," Tim said, walking in front of the couch, his dick growing harder in his pants. John watched his son walk past him and stand in front of Jenna, still silent.
Tim looked down at Jenna, looking at her cum covered pussy, "wow he really came a lot huh?" Jenna nodded, smiling, "yeah he did, it felt so good, a lot different than when you came inside of me, but still good." John looked at them in shock, "wait a minute, you guys have had sex?" Tim turned to look at his dad, smiling, "yep we sure have, and I think I'm going to have to do it again now," looking back at Jenna with a wide smile, his dick forming a huge bulge in his pants.
Jenna face lit up with excitement as she looked up at her stepbrother. John grabbed Tim's arm, "no you can't do that, I won't let that happen." Tim looked back at his dad, "and why not, you just did, besides you can watch or join in if you want," he replied, an evil grin on his face. Tim only had one thing on his mind now, he was going to fuck Jenna again, whether his dad liked it or not, he wanted to feel the tight cocoon of her pussy wrapped around his dick again. "Besides how are you gonna stop me, you know all I have to do is tell mom that you had sex with Jenna," Tim said, turning back to Jenna.
'Oh shit,' John thought to himself, realizing his son was blackmailing him. He knew that if he stopped them, Tim might tell Kelly and she would leave him and have him arrested, but if he let them have sex it would weigh on him, knowing it had happened.
Tim looked at Jenna, "use your panties to clean up the cum, so we can have sex now." Jenna smiled ecstatically at him as she rubbed her pussy clean with her panties, not wanting to wait any longer to feel Tim's huge dick inside of her again.
Tim unbuttoned his pants and push them down, when John grabbed his arm again, "Tim wait." Tim's pants and boxers slid down his legs, his hard springing free, as he turned to his dad again. Jenna let out an ecstatic coo as she watched his dick spring up, sitting up on the couch to get closer to him. "Dad it's not going to do any good, either you sit here and watch, or leave the room, either way I'm going to have sex with her, or mom finds out," Tim said sternly.
John looked at his son in shock, Tim had never talked like that to him before, but he did have to admit, his son's hormones were probably raging, and sex was the only thing on his mind. John was the same way at Tim's age. John looked down at his son's dick, his eyes widening at the size of his dick. 'Oh my fucking god, he's fucking huge,' John thought to himself, a twinge of jealousy coming over him. He watched Jenna reach out and wrap her hand around Tim's thick shaft, Jenna licking her lips and moaning, "mmm I can't wait to feel you inside of me again."
John let go of Tim's arm, staring at his son's dick. John didn't know what came over him, but he slowly stuttered out, "o… ok I… I'll watch." He suddenly had the urge to watch his son have sex with his stepdaughter, thinking it would almost be like watching a porn, where a well hung guy fucked a skinny teen girl. Tim smiled at his dad, "thanks dad, you can always join in too if you want."
John moved around him, sitting down on the couch, his eyes transfixed on Tim's dick, and his stepdaughter's hand wrapped around it, looking tiny compared to his size. Tim looked down at Jenna and smiled, "well it's all yours now Jenna." Jenna smiled up at him, "mmm thank you." She slowly started moving her hand up and down his dick, marvelling at much bigger he was than his dad. John leaned forward, trying to get a better view of the action, Jenna's tiny hand stroking his son's dick as she looked at his fat head.
Tim groaned to her, "why don't you try putting it in your mouth." Jenna quickly nodded, opening her mouth wide and moving in, slowly taking the head of his dick between her lips. Tim threw his head back in pleasure, groaning, "ohhh god Jenna," putting one of his hand's on her head. Jenna moaned lightly into his dick, trying to take more into her mouth.
John felt his dick beginning to rise again as he watched his stepdaughter try to engulf his son's dick. 'How can I be getting hard again already, I've never gotten hard just after cumming,' he thought to himself, watching Jenna take about 3" or 4" of Tim's dick into her mouth. John looked on in amazement, Jenna's lips were stretched tight around the girth of Tim's dick, trying to suck on it. Tim held his head back, groaning in pleasure, "oh god yes, just about as tight as your pussy."
Jenna moved her head further until the head of his dick hit the back of her throat, causing her to choke. She immediately pulled her head back, pulling her mouth off of his dick, trying to catch her breath, "oh my god you're way to big for that." Tim looked down at her sincerely, smiling, "that's ok, are you ready to get me in your pussy now?" Jenna nodded quickly, letting go of his dick and moving back to the couch and sitting down.
Tim looked over at his dad, his dad was looking at Jenna with lust as she sat down. Tim noticed his dad's dick was hard again, almost laughing, realizing his was a hell of a lot bigger than his dad's. Tim grabbed Jenna's hand and pulled her up, "I have a better idea Jenna, you're gonna have a dick at both ends." Jenna looked up at Tim in excitement, mainly because she was going to get his fat dick inside of her again.
Tim turned Jenna around and pushed on her shoulders, telling her to kneel down. Jenna looked at John as she knelt down in front of him and put her hands on the floor, slowly moving in between John's legs. Jenna smiled at John, moving one of her hand's to his hairy ball sack, lightly fondling his balls. Tim knelt down behind her upturned ass, slowly stroking his dick, ready to fuck his stepsister's tight pussy.
John was laid back against the couch, enjoying the feeling of having his balls played with, his arms laid across the back of the couch. Jenna moved her hand up to the base of John's dick, as she felt Tim lay a hand on her ass, "mmm yes," she moaned in anticipation. Tim held his dick steady, guiding it to her slit, as the head brushed against her lips, he let out a long groan of pleasure. Tim laid across her back and whispered, "are you ready?" Jenna moaned, wiggling her ass against him, "hmm mmm."
Tim pushed himself back up, slowly pushing his hips forward, watching her swollen lips slowly open and swallow the head of his dick. Tim groaned as he pushed further into her, his dick easily sinking into her from her wetness. He kept pushing until the head of his dick pushed against her cervix, leaving about an inch of his dick out of her. He held himself there, feeling her tight recess squeeze at his dick, massaging the head of his dick, "oh fuck you're so tight Jenna," he groaned, laying across her back again.
Jenna moved her hips around a little, enjoying the feeling of having her pussy stuffed so full again. She moaned in response, "I missed having you inside of me." Tim groaned, moving his hips back a few inches, then slamming back into her, slamming against her cervix again, causing her to jump. "Suck dad's dick, while I fuck your tight pussy," Tim groaned, watching her slowly stroking his dad's dick, moving in and out of her slowly and steadily, enjoying being in her tight pussy again.
Jenna looked up at John with a look of pure pleasure as she moved her head towards his hard dick, opening her mouth wide and moving it over the head of his smaller dick. John threw his head back and let out a long groan, "oh yes," laying one of his hand's on the back of her head, trying to push her down further. Jenna moaned as she moved her mouth further onto her stepdad's dick, tasting her dried juices and his dried cum, sucking as hard as she could.
Tim started moving faster, moving his hips further back each time, as he groaned at her, "yeah suck his dick, show us how much you like having a dick at each end." Jenna moaned as Tim talked to her, feeling John's dick throb in her mouth as she took his dick to the back of her throat, a little over halfway down his dick, choking a little as his dick throbbed again. Tim didn't know why, but he had the urge to talk really dirty to his stepsister, as he started fucking her even harder, "oh yeah, you like having two dicks at once huh, you like being our dirty little slut," he whispered into her ear, as she started moving her head up and down John's dick, moaning in response.
Jenna moaned louder, as she started moving her hips back into Tim's thrusts. "That's it slut, show me how much you like having my fat dick inside of you," Tim groaned, pushing himself up and grabbing her hips, pounding into her hard and fast, his abdomen smacking against her ass, making a slapping sound. John grabbed the sides of Jenna's head, holding her still as he started lifting his hips up off of the couch, mouth-fucking her, groaning loudly, "yeah, suck my dick, oh my god."
Jenna could feel her orgasm building quickly, as her stepbrother pounded her from behind, and her stepdad mouth-fucked her. She moved her hand away from John's balls and moved it down to her pussy, feeling her swollen lips split wide open. She moved her hand further until she could feel Tim's slick, wet shaft sliding in and out of her. She held her fingertips there, enjoying the feeling of his veiny shaft moving against them, while putting her thumb on her clit and started rubbing it vigorously.
Tim groaned louder when he felt Jenna's fingers against the underside of his shaft, his heavy ball sack slapping the back of her hand, when he drove into her. "Oh fuck yeah Jenna, are you gonna cum for us? Huh are you gonna cum for your dad and brother?" He groaned, feeling her pussy getting tighter, making it harder for him to move inside of her.
Jenna opened her mouth wide around John's dick as her orgasm shot through her body, " yes, yes I'm cumming," she moaned, barely understandable, as John held her head still. "Oh she's cumming dad," Tim groaned, feeling her pussy squeeze his dick hard and push him back out, her body trembling and shaking as her cum flowed out of her. John groaned as he let go of her head, watching her body thrash around it front of him, "yeah that's a good girl, cum for us." Tim sat back on his heels, watching her gaping pussy contract and force more of her juices out, Jenna moaning over and over, "oh fuck, oh fuck."
Tim and John continued to watch her cum in awe, as her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Finally her head fell between John's legs, on the couch, her legs still trembling, as she groaned, "holy shit that was amazing." Tim and John looked at each other and smiled. John brushed her hair away from her face, looking down at her, "did you like that honey?" Jenna looked at him, out of the corner of her eye, nodding, "uh huh." John chuckled, only one thing on his mind now, "good, but we're not done yet, you still have two hard dicks here to satisfy."
Jenna pushed herself up, nodding and looking up at her stepdad. John grinned, reaching under her armpits and pulling her towards him, "I want back in your young pussy now." Jenna stood up, keeping her eyes on his, waiting to see what he wanted. Tim stood up behind her, grabbing the bottom of her night shirt, trying to pull it up. Jenna raised her arms up, allowing Tim to take it off.
John groaned when he got a better look at her teenage tits, realizing she wasn't stuffing, they were real. Tim fumbled with her bra clasp, trying to unsnap it. When he got it unsnapped, he started pushing the shoulder straps down her arms. Jenna bent over slightly, letting her bra slide down her arms and fall to the floor. John watched as she stood back up, her firm tits sticking out proudly, her nipples hard and erect. John licked his lips as Tim wrapped his arms around her, cupping her tits in his hands, lightly fondling them, his hard dick throbbing against the middle of her back. Jenna moaned as she laid her head back against Tim's chest, looking down at John lustily.
Tim started kissing and nibbling at the side of her neck, feeling her moans through her neck, as she rubbed her back against his dick. Tim groaned in response as he started pinching her nipples with his thumb and forefinger of each hand, causing her to shudder in excitement. He kissed his way up her neck to her ear, lightly sucking her earlobe into his mouth, his nose exhaling air into her ear, causing her to shiver and moan louder.
Tim looked at his dad, who was sitting there slowly stroking his dick as he watched Tim fondle his stepdaughter. Tim whispered into Jenna's ear, "do you wanna ride his hard dick Jenna?" Jenna answered with a soft moan, "mmm hmm," her body feeling all hot from what he was doing to her. Tim gritted his teeth and groaned, "then go ride his dick, show him how you want to ride his dick," pushing her towards their dad.
John watched her come towards him, her tits jiggling as she moved. Jenna smiled as she climbed onto the couch, straddling her stepdad's legs. John let go of his dick and moved his hands up her sides and grabbed her tits in his hands, marvelling at how firm, but soft they were. Jenna giggled as she moved up his legs until her pussy was up against his dick, causing her to moan as it throbbed against her slit. John continued to fondle her tits, not really caring if his dick was in her pussy or not. Jenna lifted her hips up, reaching between them and grabbing his dick, lining his dick up with her pussy. She lowered her hips down, his dick easily sinking into her wet and stretched pussy. John groaned when he felt his dick buried inside of her wet pussy, noticing it wasn't as tight as earlier, but still felt nice and warm.
Tim moved next to them, urging her on, groaning, "oh yeah Jenna, ride dad's hard dick, ride him hard." Jenna put her hands on John's shoulders, pushing her tits towards him, as her stepdad took one of her nipples into his mouth, lightly biting at it, sending all kinds of new sensations straight to her pussy. She slowly started moving herself up and down, feeling his dick twitch and throb inside of her, as John sucked on her tiny nipple, pinching at the other one, groaning in pleasure. Jenna slowly picked up speed, enjoying the feeling that having her nipples played with, "oh daddy, that feels good, keep sucking and playing with my boobs, mmm," she moaned.
Tim slowly stroked his dick, watching his stepsister bounce up and down on their dad's lap, her tits jiggling and shaking against John's face. Jenna had her mouth wide open as rode her stepdad's dick as fast as she could, her wet pussy making squishing noises and quiffing sounds as her orgasm began to build again. "Oh my god daddy, you're gonna make me cum again already, holy shit," Jenna moaned louder.
Not wanting to be left out anymore, Tim got up on the couch next to them and moving towards them, his dick brushing against Jenna's cheek. Jenna turned and looked at him when she felt his dick against her cheek, a look of pure pleasure on her face as she rode John's dick. Tim started pushing his dick into her open mouth, groaning, "yeah suck my dick while you ride dad's dick." Jenna wrapped her lips around the head of Tim's dick, tickling the tip of his dick with the tip of her tongue, causing him to groan and tremble. Tim laid a hand on top of her, throwing his head back in pleasure, groaning, "oh fuck yeah Jenna, suck my dick," pushing his hips forward trying to make her take more of his dick.
John quit sucking on her nipple and moved his hands to her back, pulling her into him, burying his face in her cleavage, sucking there. Jenna pulled away from Tim's dick, still stroking it with her hand as she moaned loudly, "oh daddy you're gonna make me cum, please don't stop." Tim urged his stepsister on, reaching down and squeezing her tit, "yeah Jenna, cum all over his dick, come on Jenna, cum." Jenna squeezed Tim's dick hard as she slammed down onto her stepdad's lap, her orgasm shooting through her body, "ohhhhh fuck I'm cumming," she moaned loudly. John sucked on the spot between her tits hard, as he felt her pussy clamp down on his dick, a flood of her juices flowing out of her and coating his ball sack and inner thighs. John pulled away from her chest, looking up at her, "oh yeah baby girl, that's it cum," he groaned through gritted teeth.
Jenna let go of Tim's dick as she fell forward, against her stepdad, her body still lightly shaking, trying to recover from her weaker orgasm. When she finally regained her strength, she pushed herself up and looked at her stepdad, "my god that was incredible, with you playing with my boobs, it sent all kinds of new feelings through me." John lightly chuckled, pursing his lips and lightly kissing her cheek, "your welcome honey."
Tim got off of the couch, ready to get his dick back inside of his stepsister's pussy, looking at them, as Jenna slowly lifted her hips up. Tim watched as his dad's erection slipped out of Jenna's pussy and throb a little, his groin area covered in Jenna's juices. Tim grabbed Jenna's hand, helping her to the floor, "ok my turn again." Jenna looked up at him, giving him a half smile, "my god, you guys are gonna wear me out, I'm already sore, I won't be able to walk right for a week." Tim chuckled, "don't worry, I won't take long."
Jenna smiled at him as he pushed her back onto the couch. Jenna sat down on the edge, like she was earlier, her swollen pussy lips splayed apart, as Tim knelt down in front of her, looking up at her. "Time to make us both cum now Jenna," Tim groaned, moving between her legs, guiding his dick towards her gaping pussy. Jenna looked at Tim with lust, feeling the head of his dick enter her well fucked hole, "ohhh Tim, fuck me until you cum," she moaned, as Tim sank fully into her. Tim grunted as he made his dick throb inside of her, feeling her pussy squeeze and relax around his dick.
Jenna looked over at her stepdad, his eyes locked on her pussy being stretched by his son's fat dick. Jenna giggled to herself as she reached over and started rubbing his dick, "do you wanna cum again daddy?" John slowly nodded, not breaking his stare, as Tim slowly began to withdraw out of her, her pussy clinging tight around his veiny member as it withdrew. Jenna giggled at him staring, moaning, "mmm daddy his dick feels so good inside of me," moving her hand up and down John's dick, gripping it tightly.
Tim started moving faster in and out of Jenna, groaning and grunting as he felt his cum boiling in his balls, ready to explode. "Oh fuck Jenna, I love your pussy, fuck I'm gonna fill that pussy up with my hot cum," Tim groaned, feeling his dick beginning to grow inside of her.
John finally broke his stare looking down at her hand stroking his dick, "oh god honey, yeah stroke my dick, jack me off." He started moving his hips into her hand movements, feeling his cum getting ready to rush up his dick. "Ohhhh god, I'm gonna cum again, ohhh god," he groaned, moving closer to her and turning to face her, the head of his dick just over her stomach. Jenna felt his dick throbbing in her hand, urging him on, "yeah daddy, cum for me, come on daddy, cummmm." John almost roared as his dick throbbed hard, his cum rushing up his dick and spilling onto her stomach. His hips violently jerked, as his dick throbbed, spilling what little cum he had onto her stomach. "Mmm daddy your cum feels so hot on my stomach," Jenna moaned, putting her other hand into the tiny puddle and rubbing it into her stomach.
Tim was fucking Jenna as hard as he could, watching his dad cum on her stomach, watching Jenna rub the cum into her stomach. "Ohhh Jenna, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," he groaned out, as she brought her cum covered hand to her mouth and licked it clean. Tim drove deep into his stepsister's pussy, his dick throbbing as his cum rushed up his dick, spilling into her. Jenna quickly grabbed the couch cushions as she felt the first shot of his cum spill into her. "Ohhh god Tim, yes, yes, yes, cum in me, holy shit that feels so hot," she almost cried out, as Tim's body shook above her, his dick throbbing again, spilling more virile seed into her pussy.
Tim fell on top of her, breathing heavily, his hips still lightly moving in and out of her, his dick still twitching. Jenna wrapped her arms around her stepbrother, lightly rubbing his back, moaning, "oh my god Tim, that was amazing, god I love feeling you cum inside of me." Tim chuckled very lightly, his dick slowly beginning to soften inside of her, allowing some of his cum to seep out and run down her ass crack. "Oh my god Tim, you really filled me up, it's already leaking out of me," Jenna said, softly moaning. Tim lightly laughed on top of her, slowly pushing himself back up, lightly kissing her forehead, "that's because my dick likes your tight pussy," he whispered. Jenna moaned in response, "mmm," pulling his head towards her, lightly kissing him on the lips.
John laid next to them, completely exhausted, seeing them looking at each other in their post-coital bliss. He slowly sat up and said, "ok, we never had sex and can never happen again, that includes between you two." Tim and Jenna looked at each, almost laughing, realizing their mom had said almost the same thing a few days ago. "OK dad, it won't happen again," Tim said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Tim looked back at Jenna as he slowly withdrew his soft dick, her gaping pussy leaking his cum profusely now. Steadily leaking out and running down her ass crack and dripping onto the floor. "Damn I guess I really did cum a lot," Tim said chuckling, handing Jenna her panties, that had their dad's dried cum on them. Jenna covered her leaking pussy with her hand, feeling the river of cum that was oozing out of her, "I told you," she said giggling, covering her pussy with her panties and running to the bathroom.
To be continued. Let me know what you think. Constructive criticism please.
I walked into my house and heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from the living room. A woman was moaning loudly while a man grunted in time with the rhythmic sounds of his balls hitting her ass. Since my mom was out of town for the weekend, I was scared to walk around the corner for fear that my dad was cheating. Since I didn't have a choice but to walk past the entryway to the livingroom to get to my room, I finally put one foot out into the hallway. I continued on and almost got away when my dad called out to me right before I was clear from his vision.
I looked over at my dad with his big dick sticking straight up towards the ceiling and tried not to stare. Turns out, he was jacking off to the porn. The theater like speakers in our house made the action sound so real. My father stroked his big dick while he looked me up and down. His dick head oozed precum and he played with it while staring at the deep cut in the sexy dress I had worn for my night out with Brandon. My dad caught me staring and did the unthinkable.
He said, "baby girl, come over here and let daddy make you feel good."
He was drunk. That's the only time he called me that. I was hurt and horny so I slowly walked over to sit beside my dad. As soon as I sat down, he wasted no time in shoving his hand into my bra to retrieve one of my plump DD breasts. He shoved my right breast into his mouth and sucked hard. My nipple was instantly hard. As I struggled with the shock of my dad sucking my tits my body betrayed me. My dad found one of my hands and placed the closest one on his hot dick. As I slowly stroked him, he continued to suck my tit. After I started to moan and open my legs for him, he stopped sucking long enough to help me stand and remove my dress.
"Damn baby girl, you sure are sexy ass hell," he said as I stood before him in a red bra with one wet tit out of the cup and a matching thong. "Take that bra off and turn around for daddy."
I did as he said and let my bra fall to the floor. I felt his large hands on my ass. He stroked my ass a little before he removed my thong. I felt one.hand on my back, pressuring me to bend over. I bended over at the waist just as he said, " that's it baby girl. Now spread these legs and a hold to that table so daddy can finally taste this sweet pussy of yours."
I did as he asked and moaned when I felt his hot, wet, slick tongue touch my pussy. He licked the inside of pussy until I felt my knees shake. He licked and sucked on my lips adding a finger to my excitement. He slipped his finger into my pussy just as he started to suck on my clit. I tightened my hold on the dinner table as I started to cum all over my dad's face and hand. When the stars cleared from behind my eyes, I felt my dad turn me back around to face him.
I watched as my dad licked my pussy juice off his lips and almost came again at the sight. I bended down and passionately tongue kissed my dad. I kept kissing him as I kneeled down in front of him and took his dick in my hands. I loved his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my tits but I had to taste his dick. I took half of his dick into my mouth and looked up just as his head fell back in bliss. As I slobbed and bobbed my head up and down on his long, thick shaft, my dad put both his hands in my hair to encourage my efforts. "Ahhh shit baby girl daddy's about to cum. Ohhhh……FUCK!" He held my head on his dick as his cum hit the back of my throat. As I swallowed his seed he bent his head to his me and pick me up off my knees. He sat me in his lap and I felt his hard dick on my stomach.
He raised me up until my pussy was in line with his dick and thrust upwards. As he slammed his thick member into me I screamed out in pain and pleasure at his size.
"That's right baby. Take this big ass dick." I rode him until we both came hard and passed out
Carthalo stepped out into the cold and took a deep breath. It was everything he could do not to go back in there, set that Nord up on the counter and fuck her senseless. But, as a matter of honor, he had given Alvor his word that he wouldn’t touch his wife.
Looking out across the road, Carthalo noticed light coming from the Inn and decided that what he needed right then was a cold drink. He walked across the streets, unaware of the figure watching him from the shadows.
The first thing Carthalo noticed was the cute Innkeeper, a small blonde Imperial woman named Delphine who seemed as cold as the drinks she served. He drank and drank for about two hours when he and the bard at the tavern, Sven, stumbled out around one in the morning. Carthalo had quickly made friends with the bard whose raunchy ballads kept the whole inn lively all night.
“You know what…? Sven asked between hiccups, as he leaned over on Carthalo’s shoulders.
“What?” Carthalo asked, not as drunk, but still feeling lightheaded.
“Camilla. Is a bitch.”
“No! you don’t mean that.” Carthalo assured him. “That’s just the mead talking.”
“No. No. its true. I’ve written her all sorts of wonderful songs and given her tokens, and… and.. she still wont put out!”
“What a bitch!” Carthalo finally agreed.
“I know! And the worst part is, she wont even leave the elf for me!”
Carthalo stopped and looked at the skinny blonde bard as he realized the implications of what he was saying.
“I like to fuck boys. Yeah, what of it?”
“Nothing, I just didn’t expect it.”
“Well, its true, and if Camilla wasn’t going to put out for me. She could at least get her brother’s head back in her twat where it belongs and let me have the elf boy.”
“Sounds good to me.” Carthalo said.
“You know what?” Sven asked.
“Im gonna go fuck the elf.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Carthalo asked.
“Suure.” Sven said slowly, then he staggered down the road towards Faendal’s house.
Carthalo laughed, “Well, I’ll leave you to that then.” He said as the blonde nord knocked and shouted boisterously at the woodcutter’s door. Carthalo turned and walked trippingly back towards Alvor’s house. As he walked up to the steps however, he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. Curious, he looked harder, observing the bushes beside the house.
All of the sudden, a shadow darted out from behind the bushes and ran over the bridge that lay on top of the stream towards a small wooded island in the middle of the river by the mill.
Carthalo instinctively dashed after the figure, he couldn’t make any details out in the lighting but it was small and fast, an elf maybe?
He caught up fairly quickly and grabbed the runner by the arm, pushing it up against a tree that stood on the bank of the island he looked down and saw Dorthe, Alvor’s 14 year old daughter smiling up at him.
“What?” Carthalo said, dumbfounded.
Dorthe just giggled “I had to get you away from that house.” She said
“Why?” Carthalo asked, only suspecting at where this was going.
“Y’know, father says I’m too friendly with strangers, but you seem alright.”
“What are you going on about?”
“Just be quiet for a second and I’ll show you.”
“I have no-“ Carthalo began; then, in one quick movement, the little girl undid his belt and dropped his pants, she was on her knees, looking up at him with a huge grin on her face. “Wait! Your father said”
“My father said for you not to touch me, he didn’t say anything about me touching you.” The nubile brunette quickly grabbed a hold of Carthalo’s cock, which sprang to life in all its seven inches of dark skinned, hammerfell glory.
Carthalo, too drunk to argue let his head fall back and let out a low growl as the pretty little thing at his feet started to stroke his cock tenderly. She rubbed her hands all over the shaft of his member, deliberately ignoring the head.
Carthalo looked down at her smiling face, and she leaned her head forward, kissing the tip of his cock gently, then extending her tongue and swirling it around the top like licking the icing off of a sweetroll.
“Where did you learn to do this?” Carthalo asked.
“My mother explained it to me, and I’ve been practicing on Frodnar, Gerdur’s son. But he’s not nearly as big as you are.”
Then she took her hand and rubbed it over his newly wetted cock head and spread the saliva all across his shaft, wetting it as well. She began to stroke faster and faster, giggling with delight every time Carthalo made a low growl of pleasure. Her sexy little face was staring up at him and, finally devoid of any inhibitions, put his hand behind her head, and impaled her mouth with his long black meat stick.
He pushed it as far back as it would fit in her tiny little mouth, but gently, and he did not try to fit In more when she only took half of his meat. He pulled out, and let her breathe, but she extended her lips, hungry for his prick to slide back between them. Carthalo started to thrust his hips forward, holding her eager little head in place as he fucked this young giril in the mouth over and over.
Finally, Carthalo felt ready to cum, Dorthe sensed this and in one last noble effort to please him, shoved as much of his swollen cock as she could fit into her mouth. The cum erupted in the back of her throat and spilled out of the sides of her mouth, inflating her cheeks while she kept her lips tightly pursed around the Redguard’s thick pulsing member.
Gagging slightly, Dorthe pulled his deflating prick out of her mouth, and swallowed his cum, she looked to him so much like her mother, it was really the sexiest thing he had seen all night, this fourteen year old girl with his cum on her cute little cheeks, smiling brightly at him.
“Thanks for letting me practice on you, next time, you can do me.” She said with a wink, “Now I gotta go, daddy’ll wake up soon, and I better be in bed when he does.”
Carthalo simply groaned in sexual ecstasy as a sign of his approval, then fell back onto the grass.
"Are we home?" a groggy Marcus asks.
"Not yet Master. The night has arrived faster than planned so we are going to spend the night in this village." Decor replies.
"That is fine…" Marcus says before practically drifting back asleep.
"Master you should stay awake. I understand that you must be tired and possibly sore from your first sexual experience, but we are almost in town."
"If I must…" a small smile forms off to the side of his angelic face.
"May I ask you a question Master?"
"Of course Decor."
"Was it as you expected?"
After a brief pause, Marcus replies, "It was better than I expected Decor!"
"I am very glad to hear that! It seemed like you both enjoyed it."
Marcus giggled at the statement.
As the two made small talk, the caravan pulled in closer to the town, and eventually reached the entrance. Marcus stands up on the moving cart and stretches his young muscles and takes a chance to look around the small farming village.
"Small town is it not Decor?"
"Yes Master. It has been a traditional farming village for many years."
As Marcus looks around, he notices a very large number of Roman soldiers in the far end of town.
"Is that a Legion Decor?" Marcus says with an increasing excitement.
"Why yes it is Master."
Marcus smiled a great smile when Decor's response was the one that he was hoping for. Marcus had grown up always admiring the Roman legions and the many stories that his father had told him as he grew up. His father was an Imperial Legate, which meant that he commanded several Legions of Roman soldiers. The rank was a rank of power that was usually handed down through powerful families such as the Julius family. A governor of his region as well as a hero of his region was Marcus' father. Unfortunately when Marcus was just a young child, his father lead a Legion into the woods of Gaul, or modern day France, and was killed during the battle. As a result, Marcus does not remember much of the Legions and he had never actually seen Roman soldiers in person. So for him to be in the same village as these soldiers was yet another first for the young boy.
The Roman soldiers were all camped outside of several taverns. The loud hustle and bustle of the area that they stayed around was obvious. Known for drinking and having a good time when not defending the Republic, the Roman soldiers looked like they were living up to their reputation. When the caravan pulled closer to all of the soldiers, Marcus was more than ready to jump out and see these soldiers in person. Decor had tried to settle his Master down, but that was becoming rapidly impossible.
Marcus leaps out of the recently stopped cart and darts over to the tavern where around 20 soldiers stood, all drinking Roman wine. The wide eyes of a curious boy caught the attention of many of the grown men. Most of them drunk, they shout very loudly to their newest friend. One soldier in particular lead the group.
"Well look what we have here men!" the man shouts. Marcus stood just in front of the very large man with a huge grin. Decor had finally caught up to his speedy Master and stood right by his side.
"What is your name boy?"
"I am Marcus sir."
"Marcus… I see. Why does Marcus have such a huge grin on his young face?" the men around him laugh a hardy laugh.
Marcus youthfully responds through the smoke filled air, "I have not yet seen Roman soldier with my own eye…"
The soldiers laugh yet again.
"Well it seems that you have just witnessed an entire Legion!" the soldier says.
"Why are you in this small town?" Marcus curiously asks the man.
"We are getting ready to deploy to Gaul to fight those barbarians! Are you aware of the Gauls boy?"
"Yes sir I am!" Marcus says with a positive voice.
"Oh do you? And how do you know them!" the soldiers continue to laugh, but a voice from behind all the laughing men quickly silences them all.
"Because he is the son of the great Lucius Julius." the stern voice says. All of the soldiers stand to attention and salute the man. It is not until he appears from behind the men that Marcus realizes who the man is. Standing at a then massive height of 6 feet tall, this darker skinned Roman man smiles at young Marcus. Marcus quickly knows who he is.
"Luca!" Marcus shouts as he runs up to to man.
"How are you Marcus?" replies Luca in a rhetorical tone.
Luca Favillius was the mans name. The Favillius family had been very close friends to the Julius family for almost 100 years. Luca several years older than Marcus, but he had played with Marcus when he was younger. The two had not seen each other since Luca joined the Roman army at the age of 16, the minimum age to join. Seeing his old friend made Marcus incredibly happy. He had also developed a "crush" on Luca, which stems back many years. Now with the knowledge of his likings toward men, Marcus' eyes glitter with many emotions.
"I hope my men were not bothering you to much Marcus." Luca says.
"I am a commander now. Unfortunately the Senator has given me some questionable men." both of them laugh. Luca moves very close to Marcus and places a hand on his young friends face.
"You have grown so much Marcus."
Marcus does not reply, but smiles. Luca turns around to face his men and orders them to dismiss. All of the soldiers gathered obey immediately and leave for a new area. Luca then turns to Decor and greets him as well, which was not common since Decor is a slave, but die to the fact that they have known each other for ever it was almost out of respect.
"I see they kept you around Decorious!" Luca says with a hardy laugh.
"Indeed sir. I have the privileged of taking care of young Marcus."
Luca smiles, then turns his attention back to Marcus. "Would you two be willing to join me the commanders tent?"
"Of course Luca." Marcus politely replies.
As they all walk to the camping area, which the Roman army was famed for making every single night, Luca talks to Marcus some more.
"So what brings you to this village? It cannot be better than the villa you have not far away can it?" Luca says with a smile.
"My mother told Decor to take me to the city to loose my virginity."
Luca laughs incredibly loud. loud enough to draw the attention of some people nearby. "That does sound like you mother! I hope the trip was a success?"
"Yes it was!" Marcus enthusiastically exclaims.
"Who was the lucky woman?"
"It was not actually…" Marcus begins, but starts to feel embarrassed.
Luca looks to Decor, who is walking behind Marcus. He makes a gesture to his penis, and Luca understands instantly.
Marcus looks up at Luca.
"You should not be ashamed to have an interest in men. It it perfectly normal!"
Marcus tries to let out a smile, but is still very embarrassed. The men all make it to the commanders tent and Luca offers both men a seat and a drink of wine. Marcus turns it away.
"You do not drink Marcus? All Romans drink wine my boy!"
"My mother says I should not waste my brain on it…"
"Well I refuse to take that. Here… drink up!" Luca says as he grabs the hand of Marcus and puts the cup of wine in it. Marcus sips on the wine, and cringes his face as the bitter wine fills his mouth.
"So tell me about this man who took you."
After a brief pause, Marcus begins, "He is a tavern owner's son. He and I seemed attracted to one another and…" he stops.
"I understand!" he laughs, "You do not have to say anymore. Did you enjoy it?"
Luca was getting turned on. His interest in Marcus' deflowering was very arousing for the commander. He was not only turned on by women, as most of his soldiers would claim due to his frequent sexual adventures with women, but he was also secretly turned on to men, as most were at this time. Luca was never one to filter his words, which has gotten him in trouble from time to time. But words were loose as well as his emotions. And it was very obvious, especially to Decor, that the simple fact of Marcus's attraction to men, was making the commander horny.
"That is very good to hear Marcus!" Luca says, while trying to adjust himself while being unnoticed. It failed as Decor noticed it.
"What did he have you do to please him?" Luca asks, now changing his tone as he gets increasingly horny.
"Well… he had be suck his cock and then he took me…"
"And it was all enjoyable was it?"
"Yes very… I had not experienced an orgasm such as last night."
The three men sat there quietly for a few minutes, slowly sipping on the rich wine. Suffering from an extreme erection, Luca manages to rub his swollen cock at times, which did not help his problem.
Luca stands up after a few minutes, walks around a table that had separated he and Decor and leans in to whisper. Marcus sees this and turns away, as it was rude to listen in to others whispers.
Luca says to Decor,"I know you are aware of my attraction to my dear young friend." Decor nods in agreement. "Would you mind leaving us two for some time?" Decor stands up immediately and looks at his Master.
"Master, I must leave for some time. You may stay with Luca. I will be outside with the guards."
"…okay…" a taken back Marcus says quietly.
Decor leaves the tent, and Luca follows him. He peaks his head outside, and says tells the guards very quietly to make sure nobody disturbs him until he says so. The guards salute and Luca heads back into the tent and walks next to Marcus. He goes down to his knees and looks at the shy boy very closely. Closer than he had ever been to Marcus. He moves both of his hands onto the soft and delicate skin of Marcus and gently caresses it. Marcus does not say a word to the commander.
The caressing of the young face continued. Luca eventually rubbed the boys neck and ran his fingers through his classical Roman style hair. With no warning at all, Luca leans in to Marcus's face and plants a kiss on his soft lips. Marcus was shocked by this, but by no means did he not take it. Luca rubbed the boys face passionately as he kissing continued. All of this spontaneous action turned on Marcus faster than ever before. Luca gracefully slides his hands under the Marcus's butt and picks him up in a single motion. He pulls Marcus as close to his body as humanly possible and kisses him with even greater passion as he lifts up the light weight boy.
Luca then takes Marcus across the tent and onto his grand bed. He gently places him on the bed in a sitting up position and eventually breaks the kiss. Gasping for air, the horny youth groans with disapproval of the end of the kiss. Noticing this, Luca speaks.
"Do not worry Marcus. I will please you far greater than a simple kiss." With that said, he goes back onto his knees and lays Marcus down on his back. He then moves over top of him and slips off his tunic. By taking off his tunic, Luca exposed his beautifully youth chiseled body with no sign of fat at all, and his hardened boyhood. Luca unstraps Marcus's sandals and throws them off to the side. His wandering hands feel up the boys god like body. Marcus moans incredibly loud and rapidly as the big warms hands feel up his body. Aroused like never before, Luca moves his hands to Marcus's inner thighs and feels them up. A few giggles pop out of his mouth when it tickles him. Shortly after Luca spreads his skinny browned legs apart and rubs his entire legs up and down. Marcus had his eyes jammed shut as the pleasure took over his body.
Again, with no warning, Luca makes the next move. He takes Marcus's entire 4 inch stiff cock into his mouth and sucks like a starving animal. The moans that were coming out of Marcus's mouth have only increased, and turned into an almost crying like moan. The sounds of a boy being pleasured beyond all belief echoed inside of the entire tent and outside. Luca takes one of his hands and gently squeezes Marcus's tight ball-sack while rubbing it at the same time. The other hand continues to rub his thighs as well as make the occasional trip up to his chest. During one of those trips, Marcus grabs that hand and hold it tightly as his cock continued to get sucked.
Marcus began to hump very gently as the feelings in his cock grew more and more. Soon he would not be able to contain these feelings. The moans turned to groans. The groans turned to roars! The roars were followed by passionate yelps and warnings that his cock were soon to erupt like the great mountain Vesuvius!
"I cannot hold it anymore Luca!" shouts a pleasure filled Marcus.
The warnings only make Luca suck harder than before. It was not long after that final warning that Marcus came. What seemed like an impossibility, Marcus came even more this time than the last time. Shot after shot of clear boy cum spurted out from the stiff cock of Marcus. Luca took all of the boy-cum with ease and swallowed on impact. Once he released Marcus's cock from his wet mouth with a pop from the suction, a smile arose from both of the boys. With Marcus's cock still rock hard, some extra cum slipped out of the tip and was dripping down his shaft. Luca took this as a chance to get that cock in his mouth one last time, and he did. He cleaned up the remains of his happy young friend.
Only minutes passed by, and Marcus stood up to a sitting position. With almost no chance for a break, Marcus slips off the silk bed and onto the floor. He goes down to his knees and lifts up the tunic of the commander. Luca's cock was 7 inches long, and at full mast. With pre-cum dripping from the very large cock head, and the sensations from the orgasm that he gave to Marcus, it would not be very long before he came. Marcus slips under the tunic and begins to feed from Luca.
Luca allows the tunic to cover the boy, so he does not see Marcus sucking him off. Only a few seconds into Luca's blowjob, a Roman guard rushes into the tent.
"Commander!" the guard says.
"I said no interruptions!" Luca screams in anger. Marcus continues to suck on his cock under his tunic. The guard sees the boy under the tunic and drops his head as he understands why.
"Yes sir, but there is a raid of rebels in a town nearby."
A deep sigh shot out of Luca's mouth. He knows that he needs to take care of this. "I will be out in moments. Leave now soldier!"
"Yes sir." and the guard leaves.
Luca lifts the tunic to see his boy sucking his cock, and Marcus looks up while the hard cock stuffs his mouth. Luca is in no hurry at the moment and smiles at Marcus.
"You are doing a wonderful job Marcus."
Marcus sucks Luca's cock even harder with the positive cooing. With the tunic being held in one hand, Luca takes his remaining hand and guides Marcus's head further down his shaft. Marcus's eyes get semi bloodshot and he gags, but never removes the cock. This was what he needed to speed up the blowjob. Luca moans loudly.
"Good boy. I am about to orgasm. Will you take it in your mouth?"
Marcus slides off the long cock, catches his voice and says, "Yes sir."
Luca laughs greatly, but not as a joke but with power. Marcus had been more than a pleasure. He guides the boys head back on the shaft and with one last push, he shoves his entire 7 inch cock into Marcus's mouth and unloads his cum. This was more than Marcus could handle, even more than Flavius. Thick white cum filled the back of his throat and the rest of his mouth in an instant. Much of the cum that could not be swallowed was spilled off to the sides of his mouth. With a few more easier thrusts into Marcus's mouth, Luca drains every remaining drop of his cum into the eager boys mouth. He pulls out and drops the toga over his already softening member.
"Marcus… I do not wish to leave you so soon, but I need to head out to deal with this apparent raid."
"I understand Luca." Marcus replied with a bigger grin than before.
"Did you enjoy this?"
"Could we do more tomorrow night? I am sure my mother would not mind me staying longer…"
Luca was so happy to see the excitement light up Marcus's eyes, heart, and cock but was about to ruin all the boy's hopes.
"I would be honored to my boy, but I am due to northern Italy. I am to leave with my legion in early morning."
A defeated expression took over the once overly excited face of Marcus, and Luca knew it. He came up with an idea.
"What if I were to make a promise to you?" This got Marcus's attention. "When I am not needed in Gaul, when the war is over or I am allowed to come home for some time, I will make a personal stop to your villa."
"That would be excellent!" Marcus shouts.
"Good. Now I must leave. Guards!" Luca shouts. A guard carrying the commanders armor enters and dresses Luca in an instant.
"Goodbye for now Marcus." says Luca with a smile.
"Goodbye Luca." Marcus replies with the same big smile from before.
And soon after that, Luca leaves with the guards. The sound of Luca riding off on his horse and the many other horses that followed him took over the noisy village. Decor comes into the tent once the commotion had settled, and sees his master naked yet again. The only difference was this time, an excess of semen was on the sides of his mouth, not running down his legs.
"Master." Decor greets Marcus.
"Decor…" Marcus says.
"I am very tired…"
Decor lets out a laugh and walks over to Marcus to pick him up. He takes Marcus and his clothes out to the caravan that was waiting just to the outside of the tent, and puts him in. He re-dresses his master, and tells the guards to head to the tavern where they would find a place to sleep through the remaining night.
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