Just what I need!

“I’m okay. Just took too many edibles, I’m exhausted. I just want to lay here for a while longer.”

“Aw, that’s fine, you can lay down as long as you want.”

The room spun as someone else suddenly pulled on my ankles, dragging me down to the foot of the bed and hanging my ass over the edge. My dress rolled up around my waist. “Wait,” I protested, dizzy. I recognized my friend Mark as he pulled my panties off and bent my legs back. His girlfriend grabbed my ankles and held me there. The weight of my thighs, the drugs, the surprise all made me start panting. “Wait!” I tried again, my voice weak. Mark ignored me. She held my legs open while he started running his cock over my pussy and I started moaning.

As Mark teased me with his cock I struggled, my efforts in vain - I was still too fucked up to move my body much, the skinny girlfriend was stronger than she looked, and most importantly, my pussy tingled and throbbed at the touch of this new cock. I could hear how wet I was. I wanted so badly to be fucked. And I wanted to be held down, just like they were doing. I’d never thought of Mark this way, he’d never even flirted with me before.

Mark started nudging my clit with his cockhead, jerking us both off while she watched and braced my legs open. My hips rocked me up and down against his strokes. My head was filled with white noise, but I could hear my own hard breathing. The music from the other room drowned out their voices, but I could see them talking to each other above me. They made out over my head while he stroked my clit with his cock. I felt like a toy. My empty pussy started clenching, searching. Spots of white began to blur my vision. I rocked myself against him faster, and he finally looked away from her to watch me cum.

The first wave hit me gently. At the same time, he pulled his cock away and stroked himself while my mouth dropped open and I groaned low. Squeezing my eyes shut and trying to pull my legs closed, they were forced back apart by her hands. My hips rose and fell with each trembling wave. Then I felt warmth splashing on me. Eyes wide now, I watched Mark cum on me. He stroked himself slowly, dropping huge splatters of cum on me while my cunt clenched around nothing. His load dripped into the folds of my pussy. I felt the different texture seeping dangerously close to my vagina. My orgasm trailed off but aftershocks continued. I dropped my head back, panting, gasping, even weaker.

Her hands moved from my ankles to my knees. Pulled them back as far as they would go, pinning me down harder. “Wait,” I mumbled. Mark ran his cock through his cum, dragging it along my pussylips until he had a puddle corralled, and then pushed it inside my well-lubricated pussy with his still-hard dick. I shook my head and panted, “Wait, wait… please,” as his raw cock filled me. My weak voice was drowned under the music. My cunt clutched at him desperately until he pressed his hips against mine. Fully penetrated, completely unprotected, my sloppy pussy tingled around him. He withdrew, gathered up more cum and pushed it inside me with his next thrust. I cried out, scared of what he was doing. Terrified of how excited I still was. He kept pushing his cum into me with each stroke. She held me still, smiling as she watched.

When he’d finished pushing the first load in he started long steady thrusts. She held my legs open for him as if they’d done this before. I felt his load getting thicker inside me while we fucked. Even without any stimulation my clit started to throb. Cum and my wetness started dripping out of me. They were talking to each other again, exchanging kisses, ignoring me. My messy cunt welcomed his assault. They weren’t hurting me, just using me as a toy. He plowed into me relentlessly. Full strokes from head to base. Working that cum to the back of my pussy. My eyes closed and I started to drift away, in limbo between almost cumming and almost passing out. Hovering warm between them as they enjoyed themselves.

Soon his hands joined hers on my knees. His thrusts got shorter and harder. They were talking again, and this time I heard them.

“Oh Daddy, her too?”

“Fuck yeah. I’m gonna breed all of you.”

“Mmm, you’re so bad. Do it.”

“Wait, what-” Then I felt him cumming. Unmistakable hot throbs were fucked into me. I started shaking. Frightened as I felt my pussy relax and accept him. My head spun anxiously. And still he fucked me, inhuman amounts of cum pouring inside me. I moaned and sobbed, and my cunt devoured his load desperately. Then it was over. He’d emptied himself into me, and fucked it all deep. My pussy was full and drooling. My body used up and exhausted. Mark pulled out, she let go of my legs and I rolled to the side, gasping in shock. His cum gushed out with every exhale. My clit buzzed angrily. My pussy ached. I could almost cum if I touched my clit. They walked away to the bathroom door and I heard them once more.

“Daddy’s gonna get all his friends pregnant at this rate.”

Like, when you pull out the thing is in tatters dangling from your cock, and then a nice line of cum dribbles out.

Bonus points if the cumdump in question comments on how good it feels when your seed starts to spread inside of them before they've realised what's happened. "Fffuck it's so warm."

Tags: grandfather/granddaughter, incest, defloration, virgin blood, non-con play WARNING: This contains non-con play between two consenting adults. Please don’t read if you’re not into it.

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The springs of the couch creak when I turn around for the seventeenth time. Angrily I push my head into my pillow and huff into my blanket. ‘Sleep, dammit’, I command myself. ‘I don’t have time for this. My entire future depends upon this and you have nothing better to do than keeping me awake. That’s just rude. I hate you, brain.’ Tomorrow, I have my interview at one of the best colleges in the country. I think most of you can relate to why I can’t sleep. I’m not good with these sort of things. I hate being in the spotlight, I hate talking about myself. Or talking in general. These days it seems all people do is talk, talk, talk, without saying anything of value. In my opinion, if you don’t have anything to say, you should just shut the fuck up. The world is loud enough without your jibberjabber. Yes, I know, this is probably very anti-social of me. I agree with you. It’s just one more reason to be nervous. Tomorrow, I have to pretend that I like people. That I am social, outgoing, that I want to go to that college to change the world.

Ugh.

Why can’t I admit that I just want to learn things because it’s fascinating? That I don’t give a rat’s ass about the world and humanity’s self-made problems? That I want to study and become a scientist because nature/life/the cosmos is fucking amazing and I desperately want to understand how it works?

…Shit, I’m never getting into that college…

“Diana?” My gramps. I turn around and watch his dark shadow move its way around the coffee table to the couch. “Can’t sleep?” Gramps of course knows that I always crash here when I can’t sleep. I don’t know, the smell of the old brown leather sort of comforts me, somehow. Though it fails to do its magic tonight, apparently. “Yeah”, I whisper back and make room for him to sit. “Nervous?” “Yeah.” His large hand comes to rest on the top of my head, his fingers weaving through my black hair. “There’s no reason for that. Oscar is a nice guy. He won’t be hard on you.”

Coincidental, my gramps’ old buddy Oscar Weaver was appointed chairman just last month.  His friendship with my grandfather is the only reason I got this interview in the first place. Yet, that doesn’t automatically mean I’m in. Dr. Weaver is not the only one on the commitee, of course. I sigh. “I’m sure you will enchant him with your wit, your cute dimples and your green eyes. He likes pretty girls (who doesn’t?). Also, he sees your potential. He told me himself. Otherwise he wouldn’t have invited you.” “He invited me because you saved his life in Vietnam.” “Nonsense. He would never have invited you just for me. Think about it. This is his job, his NEW job, that is. Do you really think he wants his colleagues to get the wrong impression. Oscar is an upright guy. He takes his job seriously. So no, if he hadn’t liked what he saw, he wouldn’t have invited you, no matter how often I have saved his life (four times). This was your doing, kid. I just handed over some papers. So stop being so insecure. You can do this. You WILL do this. Just relax and be yourself.” “I really think I shouldn’t.” “Whyever not?” I tell him about my worries and gramps listens. He lies down beside me, his big arm around me, holding me against his broad chest, the chesthair tickling my forehead. He always leaved the first two buttons of his pyjamas open. I hear his heartbeat and feel the warmth of his still strong body and it actually relaxes me a little. Still, I feel wide awake. “What time is it?” The old couch creaks as gramps turns around and checks the red glowing numbers of my alarm clock on the coffee table. “3:25” “Fuck.” “You know”, gramps whispers and pulls me closer, “there is something I could try to help you relax.” His lips brush over my forehead and his fingers brush up and down my arm. All of a sudden, there is warmth in my belly. Maybe it’s his touch, or his voice, but it’s definitely something that changes the atmosphere around us. “It used to help granny all the time…sometimes your mum, too.” “At this point I think I’ll try anything.” “Good. Let’s just get the blanket out of the way.” He gets up and pushes the blanket down to my feet, then he lies down again, but not to hold me, I realize when he presses a kiss on my neck and lets his hand wander up the inside of my thigh, pulling at it. The moment his big hand cups my pussy is the moment his wet tongue licks my neck and both brain and body are so overwhelmed with data for a moment that I don’t immediately react. Instead I let my grandfather nibble at my earlobe while he lazily rubs my pussy through my panties. I have never felt another hand between my legs. Nor have I never been kissed like that. It’s intense, awkard, strangely good. Okay, yeah, not good. It’s fucking amazing. My body reacts strongly, I can’t help it. My pussy - in general demanding a lot of attention, anyway - is getting wet so fucking fast, lubing up for her own grandfather. I am so ashamed for her right now. And also for my nipples, which harden and start tingling. I know they want to feel that hot, wet tongue that is sliding up and down my throat. Oh yes, they would love to feel it. They’re so nasty. “Grandpa, what the fuck?!” I manage to exclaim my confusion and shock. “It’s no big deal, baby. I’m just helping you to go to sleep. There is nothing incestuous about it.” “Eh, I’m pretty sure it is.” He only chuckles and let’s his index finger brush up and down my slit. Fuck, I like that. “Stop being so dramatic. Do you want to sleep or not? I’m just giving you an orgasm (or two if you’re good) and then you’ll sleep like a baby and be fresh and bright for your interview.” “I can do that myself.” “True,” his lips slide up to my ear and I shudder as he whispers, “but I really want to do it for you. I want to take off your panties and fuck that sweet little pussy of yours with my fingers.” Dear fucking God. Is that what seduction is? He stares at me in the dark, his mouth hovering over mine, his hot breath hitting my lips, and his fingers rub my clit just the right way: slow, but with enough pressure to make me want more.

When the tip of his tongue licks over my full bottom lip, I don’t turn my head away. When it snakes into my mouth, I shyly greet it with my own. I’m stroking my grandfather’s tongue with mine. I’m french kissing my gramps. What. The. Fuck. As soon as we part, gramps readies me. He pulls my red big shirt below my tits and cleverly sort of traps my arms. Then he pulls down my panties…and I lift my ass to help. Jesus. Trying to be at least a little sane, I close my legs. Gramps only chuckles against my neck. “Fine, be like that. It’s not like I’ve got nothing to play with.” His hot mouth clasps around my right nipple and sucks so hard I can’t help but moan. “I know, baby”, he whispers, his hot breath hitting my sensitive, now wet little nipple, which is sucked at again. Gramps big hands wind around both my tits and start playing with them as he wishes, thumbing one nipple while he licks and sucks at the other. I try to fight it, at first, but it’s just too much. The pleasure my grandfather gives me is so fucking awesome - and exactly what I need. God, I need it so bad. My entire body is hot, and my pussy is throbbing and so fucking wet I feel the juice drizzle out of my virgin hole. I am so ashamed when I open my legs. One second I’m absolutely disgusted with myself. My pussy makes a wet little sound and I look down, see the outlines of my grandfather’s head move as he let’s his tongue circle around my nipple, and my spread legs. I feel the cold air hit my drenched flesh and the emptiness of my hole. That’s the worst, this emptiness. I need this to go away. I need my grandpa to fill me up, being ashamed or not. To achieve this I rub my legs against his hip, roll my hips and let out a sound I’ve never heard before, yet I know what it means, as does he, I’m sure: It’s pure, sinful begging. One last time does he suck my brimming tit in his mouth, then he looks down at my parted legs. His hand squeezes both breasts, then it slowly slides down my belly. I can feel his heartbeat drumming fast against my rib cage. His breathing is rugged. His hand is hot on my skin. I hold my breath and watch anxiously, impatiently. When the tip of his middle finger dives into my cleft…the sensation is overwhelming. I bite my bottom lip hard not to moan. I will never forget this moment; when my grandfather let his fingers glide through my labia for the very first time. “Jesus, baby. You’re so wet already.” I squeeze my eyes shut as gramps rubs my shaved slit. Up and down, up and down, making my pussy smack. The wet sounds are obnoxiously loud…but they turn me on even more. “Such a drooling little pussy…all the possibilities…” grandpa muses and just when I want to ask what he means by that he slowly pushes his middle finger into my virgin hole. Fuck! I gasp. My hips buckle. Grandpa chuckles. Then he gives me another deep, incestuous kiss that makes it all even worse. I’m burning by now, feeling his (oh so) big finger inside of me, carefully moving, stretching me. “You’re tight, baby”, does gramps huskily breathe into my ear and pushes his other arm beneath my back to hug me and grab my exposed breast. “I love that. I am already falling in love with that little pussy of yours.” I shudder, both at his words and because his finger starts moving. “Gramps…” I whisper huskily, feeling light-headed from all the lust and shame swirling inside of me. His answer is to suck at my tit again, harder than before. He’s pushing his hips against mine and I feel something hot and hard, but I quickly push this sensation aside, not wanting to acknowledge what it is, although it seems ridiculous at this point. “Tell me how you like it, baby”, he grunts against my ear, rubbing himself on me while his finger is slowly pushing in and out of my hole, squishing the juice. “When you finger yourself…are you doing it nice and slow?” Gramps eyes are fixed on me as he moves in and out of me a few times. Then I feel another finger invading my hole, stretching me further. I gasp through parted lips, watch his hand move back and forth between my legs. The moonlight falling through the terrace doors is dancing on my drool-covered tits and my gramps’ juice-covered fingers. My head is full of memories of me masturbating. Most of the time I ride my pillow when I’m horny, but yes, sometimes I finger-fuck myself. It’s not half as good as this, even though- “Or are you rough and needy, stuffing that little hole like this?” A surprised squeal erupts from my lips when grandpa starts hammering his two fingers into me fast and so hard my entire body is shaking. It hurts. I wasn’t prepared for this quick change of pace! My poor little hole is clenching around those big old fingers. I whimper, but gramps’ grip on my only tightens and he rolls half on top of me, stares at me while he drills into me. His hot breath hits my face and his chest hair scratches my nipples and my pussy….my pussy is burning and drooling and smacking loudly. My head is spinning, it happens so fast I can’t understand my body’s reaction to the violence. Too fast it is driven, too intensely. All I can do is open my mouth and eyes wide when I come so hard my scream is silent. Grandpa grunts for me as I am climaxing in his arms, my body writhing, my hole clenching around his fingers. I fall apart, feel nothing but this delicious, intense ecstasy. Gosh, it feels so fucking fantastic I never want it to end. I cling to this purest of feelings as long as possible. Far far away I feel grandpa pull out his fingers and get up. I don’t want him to leave. I want him to come back and do it again. Again and again and again and again… Panting hard, I fall back onto the couch, my entire body pulsating and heavy. I can’t help but smile, my eyes closed, my entire focus on this wonderful relaxation.

Oh yes. Now I can sleep like a baby. And I will rock this interview. Nothing can stop me… The leather of the seat cushion under my crunches when grandpa sits back down. “Drink this, baby.” I lift my heavy eyelids and see a glass of water in front of me. Regretfully I lift myself into a sitting position and drink. In the meantime, grandpa pulls my blanket off the couch entirely. Then he pulls my bigshirt back over my tits and I think aw, how caring of him. This changes after I hand him back the water and he puts it onto the low coffee table and pushes me back down…and follows. He lifts my legs and kneels onto the couch. When he spreads my thighs the moonlight hits his figure - he’s completely naked. And his cock is standing up and hard. Even though I panic, my mouth waters at the sight. Fuck, he’s long and fucking thick. “No fucking, grandpa!” I say in a high-pitched, panicking whisper and press my hand against his hairy chest when he lies down on top of me, cleverly pulling up my shirt along the way, exposing my full tits yet again. As if he owns my body now he grabs my tit and kisses my neck while his other hand disappears between our bodies. “You’re ripe, baby. Your little pussy needs cock.” He bends down to suck at my nipples, completely ignoring my hands pushing against his shoulders. “It’s so wet it has drooled all over the couch. It’s begging me to fuck it.” I want to protest but gramps shimmies up, his thighs parting and lifting my legs, and lets the tip of his cock slide through my slit from bottom to top. I flinch hard, the sensation of the first cock ever doing this, totally overwhelming. My brain needs a second and so he can do it again, his big, hot head sliding through my wet folds. Damn, he’s so big and hard. Automatically I look down and I swear gramps lifts himself a little so I can watch him do this very wrong, very awesome thing. I can’t even begin to tell you how much it turns me on to see his hand guiding his old cock through my flesh, causing more of these loud wet sounds. I love them, I can’t deny it. “We’re in the fucking living room, grandpa!” I hiss desperately, the lust quickly filling my head. “Would you rather do it upstairs in your room, where everyone else is?” “No!” “Nor do I. I want to deflower you right here on that old couch, baby.” With that he covers my body with his and kisses me long and deep, his hand still rubbing his big cock through my slit. With my legs dangling in the air and my hands clawed into his shoulders, I kiss him back. Our tongues are dancing, as are the butterflies in my belly. My head is panicking but my body is horny and needy. So I let it happen. I let my grandfather guide his cock to the entrance of my virgin hole and let him push it inside, all the way to my hymen. One rough, quick thrust of his hips and gone is my virginity and that fat cock is all the way inside of me. Fucking awesome! There is a flash of pain, but that cock makes me forget it almost instantly. Oh, how wonderful. Finally, I’m full. I didn’t even know how I longed for this feeling, this glorious feeling of getting stuffed. And oh yes, he does. Instantly he fucks me, sending wave after wave of pure pleasure through my body with every thrust of his hips. He’s not as slow as he should be with a virgin, makes me feel my burning walls just enough to entice me even more. I don’t know what it is with the pain, it simply turns me on. I’m sure that’s not healthy. Neither is it to let your grandfather fuck you, I guess. Although it feels fucking fantastic. As soon as I remove my nails out of his shoulders, he lifts his head. “See? Told you you’d like it.” “You’re fucking me”, I state the obvious like an idiot, “my grandpa is fucking me.” “Yes, he is, baby”, he chuckles and thrusts into me again. This chuckle rings in my ears somehow and there is a weird, dark feeling spreading in my gut as grandpa bends down to suck on my tit. Since a few years, I’ve had these dark thoughts during masturbation. Fantasies of pirates, criminals, or prison wards taking me…well, against my will. Ripping off my clothes and pushing me down, forcing their cocks into my pussy and using me for their pleasure at their leasure. I’ve never fantasized about my grandfather doing that, but…he’s older, stronger…dominant… “It hurts, grandpa”, I whisper weakly and I realize it’s a test when I hold my breath for his reaction. “You’ll get used to it, baby. Just a little more.” He pushes his cock even deeper into me and I shudder at the dark, intense pleasure. “Gramps, no”, I plead and on their own account my arms stretch out above my head, my nails digging into the leather. My mind is drifting, the darkness spreads, and my vivid imagination makes me feel rough ropes around my wrists. “Please, stop”, I beg, my pussy clenching around that heavenly cock inside her. For a moment, grandpa does stop. His cock is all the way in and I feel him stare at me. There’s a pause that feels like ages. There is communication on a level we both don’t understand. Then, he slowly, experimentally pushes into me again. I gasp and look at him in the dark, my fingers still clinging to the armrest of the couch submissively. His hips start a slow rhythm, pushing his cock in to the hilt each time. “No, stop”, I whisper, Grandpa doesn’t stop and damn, does it turn me on. The air around us thickens and the night seems to turn even darker. His breathing is flat and rugged and his cock inside appears to swell even more. He lets out the smallest of groans and I realize he knows this kind of darkness. “I’m bleeding”, I whisper hoarsely and immediately grandpa thrusts into me. “Yes”, he groans and lowers his face to mine. When his tongue licks over my bottom lip, I shudder and turn my head to the side, letting out a whimper. The sound causes goosebumps on not just my body. A wave of dark pleasure rolls through my body when gramps cups my jaw and pulls me back. “Open your mouth”, he says and his voice sounds like I’ve never heard it before. Dark, demanding…dominant. I part my lips and grandpa’s tongue snakes into my mouth to stroke mine until my eyes fall close. When we part, there is no more doubt that we both want the same. With a growl grandpa sucks my tit into his mouth almost aggressively and I whimper. “No, no”, I protest, the thrill of it all turning me on so much, and writhe underneath him. He ignores me and takes the other breast. I feel the cock inside my burning pussy pulsate. His mouth has swallowed almost all of my tit and his wet tongue is licking over every inch of skin it can reach. Claiming it, is what he does. I understand it; it’s fascinating how it feels to lose more and more of my body to him with each stroke. But when his teeth bite into my sensitive flesh, I’m too inexperienced to react accordingly. Acting on instinct my hands dart down and push against his shoulders. Instantly gramps’ lets go, my tit plopping out of his mouth. One moment of checking on me, then he grabs my shirt and pulls it over my head. Quite cleverly he manages to push it over the armrest in a way that there is enough tension in the fabric to actually trap my hands in between. “Be quite now, little slut, and it will be over soon.” I shiver. This is so fucking hot. How many people who are into this sort of thing actually get to do it? During their first time?! I’m one lucky little slut. Gramps starts fucking me again, still slow and deep. “You’re so fucking wet, baby girl. Slick and tight for your grandpa.” I shake my head and beg him to stop. He bends over me his large hands grabbing my hair. “Listen to your drooling cunt, how it begs me to fuck it…your bleeding little cunt…” He grunts and gives me a hard thrust. I let out a whimper that he answers with a whispered ‘Fuck’. And then, God, then it really starts. His big hand covers my mouth and he rests his full weight on me. The other hand slides into the hollow of my knee, pulls it up, and then, fuck, then my grandfather fucks me rough and fast. My screams and whimpers against his hand are half act, half real. It hurts. It does feel like that fat cock is tearing me apart. I feel weak and used. And I fucking love it. So much that he doesn’t even get to do it a minute before I come again, screaming against the hand on my mouth. This climax is different from the first, even more intense. It feels like I’m coming not for me, but for him. During these seconds I feel him, him, him, so much, so deep inside me, on top of me, all around me. In a very strange, dark way, I feel complete by losing myself.

This feeling gets destroyed, however, when gramps pulls out all of a sudden, grunting loudly. Later he tells me that he’s pinching his balls to prevent climax. He’s not done with me yet. I feel his hot, wet cock lie heavy on my belly while I calm down. Gramps is stroking, kissing and licking my skin as he pleases. While my pussy is still clenching he pushes two fingers into me once, twice, and wanders down to my asshole to push the index finger inside, claiming that hole as his, too. “That wasn’t so bad, was it, baby? You seem to like what your grandpa is doing to you.” A move of his hips and that big cock is back in my cunt. I moan, cock and finger giving me a new, entirely different sensation. “You were begging for it long enough, for sure…always wearing those thin summer dresses, begging me with your eyes to bend you over and take you like the little bitch in heat you are.” “No, no, I didn’t.” He bends over me again, and I’m sorry to have is finger out of my ass. Gramps grabs my breast and his mouth is close to mine as he speaks. “Don’t lie to me, baby, or I’ll have to punish you.” A pleasent shudder runs down my spine and I realize that this is just the tip of the iceberg of my fetish. “Next time you and I are alone in this house, I will spank the lies out of you with my belt.” My pussy clenches with delight at this threat. “No, please! Not the belt!” “Then be a good girl now.” He pushes his cock all the way into me, makes me feel its girth and hardness, and rests his full weight on me, stealing my breath. His lips are brushing over mine when he speaks. “Let your grandpa rape you”, he whispers low and dark, and a violent shiver runs through me. Yes. Yes, this is exactly what I want. I let him turn me on my belly and lift my ass. I let him fuck me as hard and fast as he wants to go, making me bleed and scream into the leather. I come two more times before he follows, his thumb buried deep in my ass. He shoots his load into my cunt without warning, without asking. He seals my hole with his cock as he ejaculates, making sure it all goes in my hungry little womb…where I need it. This is where it ends. Carefully he pulls out, unties my hands and covers us with the blanket, hugging and kissing me with nothing but love. I am tired, sore and worn out, so I can’t believe how fast I get turned on again when gramps cups my breasts. I am more than willing when he drapes one of my legs over his hip and pushes his semi-hard cock into my burning hole. He fucks himself hard in me, and I find that unbelievably erotic. His rhythm is steady and almost tender now. When he realizes that it’s not enough to make me come he moans against my neck. But he doesn’t violate me again. Instead he uses his fingers to rub my clit until I fall apart, his hand covering my mouth again. I really like that a lot. My pussy milks him into orgasm and happily he unloads inside me again. “So you know I really love you”, he whispers into my ear and pulls me close again. “I love you, too.” We fall asleep almost immediately.

he may be too large, far too large, to ever fit inside you—but that doesn't stop love from finding a way. you lick his massive cock from base to leaking tip, worshiping him. then you guide it between your breasts, swallowing up all his seed while you pleasure him. your hands may not fit around his girth, but you're experienced now in using everything you have at your disposal to make him break and gush for you, covering you from head to toe in his spend.

in return, your giant pushes you down to the nest, licking his lips as he pulls your legs apart. he's ravenous as he explores your cunt, barely able to fit one finger inside you. he fucks you with it, urging you over the edge again and again, until you're so spent and sensitive you have to gently push him away.

Until I can't keep my body up while his cock hits my cervix over and over again until I collapse on the bed and he leans over to use his weight to keep me in place.

Ash was your average private school girl. Coming from a rich background, she was a good girl who did well at school with good grades to show for it. With her pretty blonde hair and sporty physique, she turned quite a few heads round school, but was saving having boyfriends until after she went to college. Turning 18 a few days before, ash was turning into quite the beautiful young woman.

That day, she was wandering round a college campus, figuring out if it was the kind of place she would want to attend. As she walked, she decided to check out some of the sorority houses dotted round town so took a side road and began to walk. No sooner had she turned down the road, a van pulled up with the local frat boys riding inside, and before she knew it she was in the van. She began to protest as the van sped off, looking around at the hungry eyes of the guys. “It’s time for your initiation Amy” they said menacingly. Ash realised that it was all a misunderstanding, and went to say something before things got out of hand, but before she could, she was blindfolded and a cock was shoved deep into her throat. She tried to scream but couldn’t make a sound around the cock as it pounded in and out of her mouth. She panicked. She hadn’t even kissed a boy and yet this was happening to her. She moved her head back in order to try to escape the cock, resulting in a short breather before the guy who was fucking her throat saying “I guess she wants initiation 2 then”.

Before she had a chance to question what option 2 was, she was pushed backwards and fell onto her back. She felt hands tearing her clothes away and suddenly the wet cock that had been in her mouth began pushing itself inside her tight Virgin pussy. She screamed as he forced his way into her, pounding his cock further and further into her hole. Suddenly she felt him tense and his cock began to spurt his seed deep inside of her womb. She struggled around, but was pinned under the weight of his body pressing on top of her.

Ellie desperately wanted to be class president. With her beautiful round tits and long blonde hair, she had attracted the attention of many of the guys with her campaign. When one of her teachers offered her a way to guarantee her getting elected as class president, she jumped at the chance.

After school, she went to Mr Harris’ office like he had told her and knocked on the door. She was confused as to how he could guarantee she got elected, but she definitely wasn’t going to argue! He called her in and told her to stand in front of him. She obeyed. She was confused as he stood up in front of her and told her to turn around, but the confusion turned to obedience when he reminded her that he could guarantee she got elected. He asked her how much she really wanted the position, and she replied that she would do anything to get it. She suddenly felt his hands on her breasts, beginning to massage them. She was confused, and was about to shout when he told her that if she was a good girl and did everything he said, he wouldn’t have to rape her pretty little holes, and would even make sure she got class president.

She nodded meekly, wishing for it to be over, while secretly pleased that a little groping would be all it took for her to get class president after all. He tore hungrily at her blouse, ripping it open to reveal her tits in all their glory. She had tried not wearing a bra in order to help convince him, but it seemed like a pretty bad idea now that he had his hands all over her. She whimpered as he squeezed tightly on one of her perfect tits. Before whispering in her ear that she would need to satisfy him in order to prove she would be a good class president. She shook her head, at which point he grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the desk. She whimpered more, but all he did was tell her that he would not accept no for an answer. She nodded, and moved her hand to the bulge in his trousers. She was a virgin, having only ever given a blowjob once, so she panicked as she felt the size of his bulge. Her eyes grew wide as he unzipped his trousers and released the cock inside. It must have been about 12 inches, and would split her tight virgin pussy in half if he ever tried to put it in her, so she decided she would try to satisfy him with her hands instead. She dropped to her knees, before wrapping a hand around his large cock, and began to move her hand up and down the shaft. He seemed to like this at first, and she desperately hoped it would be enough as she looked up at him. As it turns out, just her hand was not going to be enough, as he laughed and grabbed her head. He sat on the edge of the desk and lifted her by her hair so she could reach the head of his cock, before beginning to force it slowly down her throat. She tried to shout but his cock filled her mouth, stopping any air from escaping. He told her that the last class president had sucked his cock so well that he didn’t even need to fuck her to be satisfied, and this made Ellie even more determined to do the same. She began to move her tongue around his cock as her head slid up and down. She could see that she was only able to take about 4 of his inches into her throat and this didn’t seem to be enough for him at all. He grabbed her throat and forced her onto her back over the desk, before lining up his cock with her mouth. She tried to tell him no, but it was too late, she felt the cock begin pounding into her face, forcing once after inch into her tight throat. She tried once again to scream but no sound came out. After a period of face fucking that Ellie struggled to take, he once again appeared to tire of this incessant fucking and looked hungry for more. It dawned on her that there was only one thing that could happen next, and she began to beg him not to fuck her.

This only seemed to make him harder, as he climbed onto the desk, and pushed his long cock against her pussy opening. She wanted to scream, but he leaned in and whispered ‘everyone has gone home, you’re all alone. You can either take my cock into your pussy willingly, and enjoy fucking your way to your new position, or you can fight against it, and I will force myself into your holes and while you will be fucked, you will not get the position you so wanted.’ She closed her eyes and nodded once. No sooner had she done that, she felt his rock hard cock force it’s way inside of her in such a way that she couldn’t breath. She moaned as the last air left her and the cock filled her virgin pussy before coming to a stop at her hymen. Ellie winced as it hit her hymen, and was thankful that only a few inches would fit inside of her. She moved her pussy around gently, feeling his cock move inside of her and wondering to herself what she was going to do.

He pulled his cock back so the head was barely in the opening, then proceeded to forcefully ram his cock into her, going through her hymen in one and causing her to wrap her arms and legs around him in surprise. In one foul swoop, his entire length was buried in her, the mass of meat causing her pussy to stretch to accommodate him. She gasped as she felt the most incredible pleasure rush through her entire body, making her shiver. He then began to fuck her, pumping his cock in and out of her tight virgin hole as he began his mission to ruin her pussy forever. Little did she know that he planned to fill her with his child, and he had no intention of letting her leave with any of her holes in tact. He would breed her rich, fertile hole and make her his.

She began to feel a wave of pleasure coming over her. Her eyes rolled back as he continued to fuck her, and her whole body tensed as an orgasm shook her whole being. While she had experimented with playing with herself, this feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She moaned loudly as the fucking continued, his cock still pounding deep into her. Any thought she had previously had about becoming class president was replaced by a need for cock.

Sarah exhaled loudly. The London rain was pouring from the sky and she was absolutely soaked. As a result, her white top - a poor choice in hindsight - cling tightly to her, showing perhaps more than she would otherwise have liked as her cute bra began to make an appearance. Her pleated skirt, a favourite of hers, provided some solace as she paced grumpily towards the apartment. Jane had been so ditsy lately, Sarah realised she had no clue which number her blond friend lived in. To her surprise, as she approached a window several floors up was flung open and Jane’s face appeared, peering happily from the opening. ‘Oh, is it raining?’ She called down, playfully. ‘Yes! It bloody well is! Let me in please’ Sarah replied, desperate to get out of this weather as she hurried to the door, the latch clicking as Jane pressed her end. ‘Number 23’ Jane muttered through the intercom, realising her error as an afterthought.

Sarah got into the lift and pressed the 3rd floor, the lift doors closing silently behind her. Rain dripped from her dark hair, gathering in pools on the floor as she attempted to smarten herself up, the mirror of the lift only confirming the degree to which her shirt had given away its secrets. Sarah turned, admiring her butt in the mirror as the lift slowed and came to a halt. If nothing else, at least the skirt looked great as it clung to her, accentuating the shape of her butt. The doors opened wide, revealing a corridor behind. Sarah poked her head out, looking left, then right, before seeing Jane stood in the doorway of her apartment, the lights making her hair shimmer as she patiently waited. ‘You’re wet.’ She stated, winking cheekily at the double entendre as Sarah walked grumpily down the corridor. ‘Really darling?’ Sarah managed, before giving her friend a big hug, laughing as Jane squirmed, the wetness suddenly soaking into her clothes. ‘Gettoff!’ She squealed, breaking the embrace before disappearing into her apartment.

Sarah wandered further into the room, the door swinging shut behind her. She threw herself down on the sofa, before exhaling loudly once more. Jane re-appeared in just her underwear, the now wet clothes in a pile against the wall of her bedroom. ‘We’d better get you out of those clothes Sarah’ She said, giggling. As much as Sarah was about to protest, she realised that she had begun to shiver, the goose bumps rippling across her skin as she lifted her sodden shirt over her head and catapulting it across the room, before following it with her skirt. The rain continued to pour, battering against the windows as Jane dropped down next to Sarah, a pair of glasses of wine in her hands. The glass clinked gently as they tapped them together, before both took a sip of the liquid inside. Jane pulled a nearby throw from under the sofa, throwing it round the pair of them, before they began to chat. The chatting continued for a little while, the wine level slowly sinking in their glasses as they went. In time, Sarah found her glass empty. She placed it on the table next to her before once again looking at her friend. Sarah laughed at a joke, before noticing just how cute Jane looked in her underwear. Jane was reasonably small, but in a cute way. Her eyes danced as she talked, the blond locks bouncing as her story became more animated. Sarah however fixed her eyes on her lips. Every time Jane would think especially hard about something, her bottom lip would retract slightly, her teeth chewing it gently as she reached for her thoughts. Although this was an occasional occurrence, the sight of it sent a small shiver of pleasure down her spine. The tingles moving down her body deep into her. In a slightly hazy moment, Sarah decided to kiss her. Fuck it. Why not? She looked cute, and Sarah was nothing if not a lover of cute things. Once more, Jade bit her lip. Now was her chance.

Sarah leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Jane’s lips, the kind that would send any sane person into a tailspin. Jane looked slightly taken aback, but not altogether unhappy about the action, so Sarah doubled down. She leant back towards her friend, more firmly kissing her this time as Jane remained still, her lips springing into life. Sarah leaned back, ‘So…’ Sarah managed, before Jane leaned back in, her kisses becoming former and former as she seemed to make an active decision to see what would happen. She began running her fingers down Sarah’s back, the tingle of the fingertips sending ripples through and down to her pussy. It began to stir, sending feelings of desire coursing through her body. Sarah pulled Jane closer, her boobs pushing against her friends as they kissed. Sarah’s hand began to stray downwards, running its way from Jane’s back, to her butt, then round, setting on her inner thigh. She could feel the warmth radiating from Jane’s already wet pussy, only encouraging her to further venture upwards. Jane paused as Sarah’s curious fingers lingered at the top of her inner thigh, gently brushing her clit through her panties. Her breathing quickening as if in anticipation as to what was to follow, Jane reached down and gently guided Sarah’s hand over and then inside, to the edge of her dripping wet pussy.

‘You’re wet.’ Sarah mocked, her mind flicking back to her friend’s earlier comment. Jane scowled, before muffling a moan as Sarah slipped her finger gently inside of her. The tightness of her friends pussy wrapped around her finger caused her to kiss harder, stifling the further moans of Jane as Sarah’s finger quickly found her G-spot. ‘Get much practice at this?’ Jane managed, interposed between gasps as Sarah continued. ‘No actually’ Sarah giggled, ‘Just on myself’. Sarah pulled her finger out from her friend, before savouring her juices. She tasted… good! And Sarah wanted… needed more. She grabbed at Jane’s panties, pulling. Them gently down, before admiring her pink pussy. Sarah could visibly see just how turned on Jane was by the whole affair, her juices flowing, inviting Sarah to taste. Sarah did just that. Sarah kneeled lightly on the floor, a position she was familiar with, except the thing before her was something entirely new. Sarah had always toyed with the idea of licking a pussy, but the opportunity had never presented itself until the present moment. Sarah leaned in, flicking her tongue gently over Jane’s clit, listening to her friends moans as she did her work. Her tongue flicked slightly into her pussy, lapping up the juices as Jane’s arousal dripped down Sarah’s chin. Sarah became slightly firmer, her tongue dancing over her clit as Jade’s moans became louder. The moans only pushed Sarah on, her younger gently starting her friends pink lips, before dipping into her warmth. Then, Sarah had another idea. She gently began to suck on the already enforced clit, Jane showing her approval by grabbing fistfuls of Sarah’s hair, and pushing her head into her pussy.

When Jane finally came, her whole body tensing under the waves of pleasure, her moans reached a crescendo as Sarah dutifully continued pleasuring her with her mouth. Sarah tried her best to lap up the juices pouring from her pussy. Each tonguefull turning her more and more on, Sarah feeling her underwear becoming more and more soaked with her excitement. ‘Wow’ Jane managed, before being pounced on by Sarah, who proceeded in covering her in loving kisses. They kissed, Sarah’s tongue darting into Jane’s mouth still covered with her friends pleasure. The occasional gasp was the only thing that could be heard over the rain continuing outside, and the slap of wet lips. Now it came time for Sarah’s turn. But instead of rolling Sarah over, as she had expected, Jane reached round behind Sarah, expertly releasing her bra with a small twist. Sarah gasped in surprise (and some glee) as her bra dropped quickly to the floor, the perky boobs beneath springing out and bouncing a little before settling. In another swift movement, jade slipped out from underneath Sarah before pushing her so she leant slightly over the back of the sofa, her boobs hanging down as Jane began her work. Sarah squeaked slightly as she felt jade push a finger into her already soaking pussy, before gently beginning to massage her G-spot. Each touch sent shivers of pleasure running through her body as Jane pushed another finger inside, massaging harder as she felt Sarah’s juices begin to really flow, covering her fingers. Sarah felt a sudden pressure building, not a bad feeling but a different wave of pleasure growing. Leaning her head down, she noticed a familiar flash of orange as she came face to face with Jane rubbing her juices onto Sarah’s favourite fox butt plug, as she gently but firmly worked it into her. The feeling of both the fingers against her G-Spot and the final entry of the plug in her butt was too much for Sarah, pleasure exploded through her body as she moaned with pleasure, her body falling forwards so her boobs hung over the edge as her legs and arms collapsed.

‘My god’ she whispered, her body shaking slightly under the pleasure still coursing outwards from her pussy. Jane laughed, before playfully planting a slap on Sarah’s exposed cheeks, the sound making a satisfying slap against the walls of the apartment. Before Sarah had even a chance to respond however, she felt Jane slip down into position again, an eager tongue flicking against her pussy’s lips before playing about on her clit. Sarah moaned, still in the afterglow from her first orgasm, her body was heavily sensitive to Jane’s actions. Each flick of the tongue caused yet another spasm as Sarah moaned, her brain alight with colours and sounds as she was overwhelmed, a single line of drool emerging and running down her chin. Sarah once again felt the pleasure building from her pussy, each blast of the tongue sending a stronger and stronger pulse down through her. ‘I’m going to cum again’ Sarah squealed, her hips bucking as Jane continued to hit all the right spots. Sarah came closer and closer to the edge, her gasps becoming more and more primal as colour filled her vision. In that haze, Sarah noticed the front door was now open and someone was standing in the doorway. Sarah however, had much more important things to worry about. With a final moan, she came once more, Jane continuing to play her tongue over her clit until Sarah collapsed in a satisfied lump, her head and tits still drooping over the back of the sofa as she recovered.

Once her mind returned slightly, Sarah remembered the person at the door. She glanced up, still hazy, to see Jane’s boyfriend. He had closed the door behind himself, and was leaning against the hallway, looking quizzically at the naked body of Sarah that was now draped over his sofa. Sarah being Sarah, and still very much turned on by the whole experience, began to beckon him over, calling out ‘Darling, come let me give you a hello kiss’. He walked into the room, noticing his girlfriend beaming up at him from the other side of Sarah. It was obviously his lucky day! He knelt down, as Sarah pulled him in and planted a large wet kiss onto his lips, her glow from now two orgasms pushing her onwards.

With a cheeky wink, Sarah’s hands pushed him back onto his feet, before she began undoing his belt buckle. She could feel, as her hands brushed against his trousers, that he was already firmly ready, and obviously turned on by the sight infront of him. Sarah eagerly freed his cock, watching in glee as it sprung from his underwear and stood to attention in front of her. Within seconds, Sarah was doing what Sarah does best. Her lips spread to accommodate his cock, and she began to slide her mouth down his cock. She felt jade begin to fuck her with her fingers from behind, the cock bulging in her mouth as she performed her magic. Sarah reached as far as she could go down his cock before slowly moving her head back up, her tongue spiralling as she went. His moans, paired with Sarah’s muffled ones into his cock filled the room. Sarah pulled her head from his cock, before tracing a line with her tongue from the very base, slowly upwards, until she met the tip of his cock. This seemed way to much for him, his face scrunching as pleasure washed over his body. Sarah looked up, wide eyed as she began to much more fervently move her mouth up and down his cock, her hands grasping his balls, massaging them as she went for it. Sarah couldn’t help but imagine the thick load he was preparing for her, the very thought of it making her moan in anticipation as a shiver of raw pleasure ran over her. He grabbed her then, lifting her and carrying her towards the bedroom, Jane following quickly behind. He threw her on the bed, Sarah managing a small squeak as the surprise hit her before both were on her again. Jane planted a firm kiss on Sarah, before lying down, presenting her pussy for Sarah to lick, as the boyfriend lined up his cock against Sarah’s pink lips of her pussy.

In a swift motion, his cock slid into her tight wet pussy. The head resting against her G-spot as he savoured her tightness, Sarah’s juices began to run down his cock. Resign both hands on Sarah’s hips, he began to fuck her, the strokes becoming harder and faster as Sarah moaned into Jane’s lips. Jane began to buck her hips feeling the pleasure riding as Sarah managed to just maintain concentration as the fucking continued, each thrust sending her tongue dancing over Jane’s clit. Sarah could feel his thrusts getting more and more strained, a raw, almost primal urge taking over as he approached his time. Her pussy, reacting to his thrusts by clenching, forced his cock into her G-spot. With each thrust, Sarah felt her world burst with colour and sound, her senses overwhelmed as the pleasure built inside her. With one final flourish, Jane began to cum wildly, her body once more tensing as it all became too much. He muttered that he was about to cum, and that it was going to be a big one. Sarah, acting quickly, moved away from his cock, before jumping and lying next to Jane, pulling her face close as she awaited eagerly what would come next.

He climbed above them both, before moaning once more. Sarah leaned forward, her tongue ready for the load she deserved. With one final grunt, he began to cum. Sarah felt it splash down onto her face and tongue, eagerly lapping up his sweet seed as it continued to pour out onto hers and Jane’s faces. Each spurt sent a full orgasms worth down onto the beautiful waiting faces, each attempting to eagerly lap up what they were given. After what must have been a solid minute of non stop cum, Sarah opened her eyes. Her face, and Jane’s were covered in what must have been a gallon of the stuff. Sarah eagerly began to lap the sweet goodness off of her friend’s face. Each tonguefull sent more and more down into Sarah’s waiting belly, her glee and happiness apparent as she went about her task.

It took several minutes before herself and Jane were fully cleaned up. Sarah lay back in the middle of the bed, stomach full, and very content. Jane cuddled up to her, planting happy kisses on one side of her face, as her boyfriend sidled up on the other and did the same. It wasn’t long before the three were asleep, a glow of love and happiness surrounding them. Just before Sarah fell asleep, she reminded herself to do this again soon.

You begin to grind your ass, slowly, on his cock. His breathing changes and you can feel him start to get hard. His hand wanders down your body, over your stomach and underneath your pajama bottoms. His thick fingers find your clit and starts to rub in slow circles. It takes all your self control not to gasp as you feel him bringing you to orgasm.

You lower your pajama pants and reach behind you, pulling your father's cock out from his boxers. You guide it between your thighs and to the entrance of your pussy. With a slow thrust, he enters you fully.

The pace is agonizingly slow. You push back on his small, steady thrusts with cautious desire. Each movement so minute that you're barely moving. Each longing push barely perceptable by anyone that looks at you.

The tipping point comes when your mom gets up to go to the bathroom. Quickly, desperately, your dad pounds into you until he tenses up and you can his cock throbbing and pulsing inside of you.

Janet had been a cheerleader for as long as she could remember. Her perky tits and bubble butt turned many a head on the American Football team, her long slender legs and athletic build serving only to accentuate this. The day began as any other, she went to practice and they ran through their stunts for the big game the next day against their rivals. A rumour circulated the girls that there was a tradition that the other team would capture a cheerleader each year and keep them while the game was on. Janet laughed along, but didn’t believe that this was really a thing so continued as normal. It wasn’t until a car pulled up beside her on her walk home and she was dragged inside that she began to believe the rumours. She tried to scream but a gag was placed in her mouth, and eventually she passed out.

She awoke in what appeared to be a locker room. From the sounds outside, she realised she was in the locker room of the opposing team, and by the sounds of it the game hadn’t started yet. She tried to move but she realised she was tied to the benches, and she couldn’t scream due to a ball gag turning every scream into a weak moan. She started as a door banged open and in walked the captain of the rival team. He smiled at her before speaking. “You’re here because it’s tradition to every year steal a girl from the other team. Lucky you was selected for fitting a number of criteria, so we’ll done.” He winked at her before continuing. “Your team has taken one of ours, so it only seemed right to keep this going, we’re going to use you as a nice de-stressing toy before the game”. With that the rest of the team walked into the room, surrounding her bench as she desperately struggled against the ropes holding her down.

“Let’s begin” he said, as the others reached and grabbed her tight fitting Lycra top and pulled, tearing it off her. They then moved to her bra, which came off surprisingly easily, revealing her perky white tits underneath. Her fear caused her tits to rise and fall with each quick breath, serving only to excite the men more. Next was her skirt, which was torn off so hard that they took the panties with them, revealing her tight pussy. She tried to scream and escape but it was no use. The first footballer slipped on a condom before lining himself up against her pussy. She tried to move but he grabbed her tits and began to force his cock into her. She screamed but again no-one heard her over the gag as he began to slide his cock in and out of her, fucking her as hard as he could. As the fucking went on, her movements became weaker, and she eventually gave up trying. There was no way she could get out from the ropes. The man fucking her suddenly tensed and moaned as he began to cum, the condom preventing the cum from going into her tight pussy. He pulled his cock out before pulling off the condom and emptying the contents into a bucket. Janet’s mind reeled at the thought of what that was for, but before she could give it any real thought, the next one was fucking her. By the eighth or ninth she got used to the routine, wherein one would fuck her as hard as he could, a few minutes later he would tense and thrust into her, and then they would empty the cum into a bucket.

But it got a little out of hand, hundreds of men using you, all day everyday. You can barely make it out of bed. Brushing your teeth in the morning while your ass is being stretched. Trying to eat breakfast but men won't stop fucking your throat long enough. You Definitely can't leave the house. You've tried.

You didn't trust yourself to drive so you took the bus. Big mistake. Somehow you made it to the bus stop with minimal interruptions, only one subscriber, fucking your dripping cunt, hard and fast. Making you grab onto a nearby tree for support as your legs shook. That should have been your first sign to just go him. But you're too stubborn for that.

Thankfully he came quick, leaving you to collect yourself and finish your walk. The bus, however, was another story. You were just sitting down when you felt a massive cock pushing into your ass, stretching you more than you've ever been stretched before. Making you tense and cry out before quickly covering your mouth, the other passengers turning to look at you. Your face turns bright red from the embarrassment of being used like this in front of all these strangers, even if they have no idea whats happening. The cock in your ass picks up the pace, the pain almost unbearable. Making you regret selecting anal as on option in the first place. You hated anal, but the site said it would boost sales. Anyway its far too late to take it back now.

You're shaking uncontrollably at his unrelenting pace, doing your best to stay silent, trying not to attract more attention, unsuccessfully. You turn towards the window, still feeling eyes on you as the bus starts moving. Trapping you here, completely helpless to stop it, or hide yourself. Suddenly another cock enters your neglected pussy, shorter but equally thick. Making your eyes roll back as his fat head rubs against your g spot. The humiliation of it all is enough to make you cry. You can't help but moan through your fingers under the assault, feeling that pressure build as the torture goes on, and desperately trying to fight it. Hoping maybe they'll be fast like the last one. Of course you wouldn't be that lucky, though. Cock number 2 speeds up, chasing his release while the one in your ass fucks you at his steady, rhythmic pace. This goes on for what feels like an eternity. You can't hold it back anymore, you feel yourself tense, squinting all over yourself with a sob. Soiling your light blue jeans with a large, noticeable wet spot. Utterly humiliated, and it's not even over. Cock #2 cums almost immediately after you, just to be replaced by another. You don't get a break for over an hour, missing your stop and forgetting why you even left in the first place.