les histoires de chrislebo

Finally, when Halloween came around they headed straight over to Billy's house. They knew what they wanted and knew they had to savour all the time they could. They arrived at the front door.

"This is it dude." Jeff said. They knocked harshly three times.

"Trick or treat!" they said in uni*** as she answered.

"Well!" Came Amy's reply, unable to recognize them in their cheaply made ghost costumes. "Aren't you big ghosts!" She said, holding out candy.

"I sure am!" Tim laughed. Amy raised an eyebrow at this. She looked incredibly sexy in her genie costume, which was made up of silk and transparent materials, doing little to hide her enormous cleavage with her 34D breasts, which Tim and Jeff's eyes were glued to.

"Well, here you are." She said, giving them an equal helping of candy each. She was wearing tight purple sweat pants that complimented her figure and especially her ass.

"Oh no," Jeff said, stepping forward and keeping her from closing the door. "We're gonna need a LOT more than that to be convinced not to trick." He stared at her tits and made no attempt to hide it. This immediately made her feel uncomfortable.

"I think you two should go," She said, trying to close the door. Jeff held it open.

"What's the rush?" He said, stepping in. "We're good buddies with Billy!" Tim followed.

They grabbed her and immediately silenced any sounds she made with their hands. Hey eyes were wide with disbelief as they held her and dragged her into the living room and she was too shocked at the sudden intrusion to do anything. They were in too deep to turn back now, but that just added to the excitement. Being teenage boys, their hands roamed everywhere. Tim grabbed a handful of her shapely ass as the two pressed and rubbed themselves up against her, pushing her back into her house. She could feel Jeff's erection through his pants as Tim kicked the door shut behind him and turned off the patio light to dissuade any more trick or treaters.

"Holy **** dude, grab a feel of her ass! It's just like I imagined." Jeff said, and he was right. It was incredibly soft, yet firm. He grabbed it roughly which made her squeal.

"Her tits are great as well!" Tim said excitedly, grabbing her with his free left hand as his right grabbed her other ass cheek. She was being utterly ******** by these two boys and could feel their massive hard-ons through their jeans. Tim grabbed her pussy roughly which made her yelp, since the material was so thin.

Billy heard this from upstairs but dismissed it as her simply tripping, since she was kind of clumsy. Meanwhile, Amy was terrified, here were these two teenage boys, ******* themselves into her home. Her husband was out with friends, not that he'd be able to help anyway, small in size and cowardly as he was.

Billy, too, was always quiet and afraid. She was always the one who did the fighting for him, and at this moment he was in his room on the computer. She had no idea what to do. Her head buzzed with terror as Tim and Jeff took off their masks.

"Y-you!" She managed to stammer out. Jeff pulled her arm and then pushed her by her heaving breasts into the living room, she covered them up protectively as they both took a seat on the couch, put their feet up on the coffee table and made themselves at home. They already had everything pretty much planned out. They were big enough to stop her from doing anything too drastic and since Amy had never been in this situation before, she wasn't entirely sure what to do.

"I want you to leave right now." She said in hopeful defiance.

"Nah, I'd rather stay here for a bit." Tim said, adjusting his crotch and leaning back.

"W-what do you want?" She said.

Jeff ignored her question and said "Why don't you get me something to ******"

She couldn't believe it as she felt herself walk to the kitchen to fetch something, almost as though she were in a trance. In the back of her mind she thought maybe if she just gave them a ***** they'd quickly leave, but she knew this wasn't true. As her shapely ass jiggled while she walked away, Tim and Jeff knowingly smiled at each other trying not to laugh. They weren't entirely sure what they were gonna do, but they loved being here, in another man's home, ********* his wife and just taking charge of the place.

"She's fucking terrified! She'll do anything we want her to." Tim said excitedly, already rubbing his cock at the thought. When she returned, Jeff smiled as he looked her up and down.

"Well, we want to work out a deal." He said, taking a sip of her husband's beer.

"What kind of deal?" She asked.

"You know we pick on your ***, right?" Jeff asked rhetorically. "What if I told you we'd cut all of that **** out?" She wasn't used to being spoken to like this, especially not by some 18 year old kid.

Frowning and feigning courage, she considered it. Even with this look on her face, she still looked flustered and cute.

"G-go on..." She said.

"All you have to do... is do us a few favours." Tim chimed in slowly, rubbing his cock and smiling at her.

"Right..." said Jeff. "Just a few favours."

"What kind of favours?" She asked, beginning to realize what these two perverts were thinking.

"Oh, I think you know what kind." Jeff said, confidently. Looking her up and down, then smelling the lacy part of her genie costume that fell off.

It was only then that the realization fully hit her.

"Forget it!" She yelled, alerting her ***. His heart jumped. "I want you to leave right now!"

This one sentence terrified Billy, slowly creeping downstairs.

"Hey, hey, no need to shout." Jeff said, putting his feet up on the table and adjusting his cock. "It's not like you even have any choice anyway. Hell, if I wanted I could fuck your pretty little face right now."

This one sentenced tied Billy's stomach in knots and left Amy speechless. He couldn't believe they were speaking to his ****** this way. His ****** was equally terrified. She was good at putting on a brave face but the truth is she couldn't stand up to these two.

"Why don't you just make it easier on you and your *** and just go down on me right now? Jeff said, uncrossing his legs and widening them, rubbing his cock. She stood terrified. Tim smiled.

"Do it." He said, unzipping his pants. She still stood, frowning.

"And if I do this..." She began slowly. "You'll leave my *** alone?" She asked, unable to take her eyes off of his throbbing cock. There was something betraying her in the back of her mind. She hated these two. Loathed them. Was terrified of them... but she knew his cock was bigger than her husband's.

Billy couldn't believe she was even considering it. He wanted to rush in there but he was simply too afraid. All he could do was helplessly watch.

"Yep." Jeff said, knowing full well this was a lie and trying to keep his cool. She reluctantly stepped forward. Inside Jeff was ready to burst and couldn't believe this was happening, he was seconds away from getting his cock sucked by this woman. He knew it was his demanding and bullying nature that got him this far, that held her in his grasp.

"Hold on, bitch." Jeff said. Her eyes widened at this change of tone.

"Strip down first. I don't wanna get my dick sucked while you're still fully clothed."

She reluctantly began to slide off her pants. In a trance, she couldn't believe she was doing this. Her tight purple sweatpants clung to her soft, smooth skin as she slowly undressed and made them all the more eager.

"Do it sexily. Slowly. Good. Now bring your sexy little ass over here and grind it up against me." He carried on.

"G-grind...?" She asked. Still looking at his cock.

"Rub your ass against my cock you dumb slut."

She slid her skin tight pants off and moved slowly over to him, she was only in her shiny purple silk underwear now.

"See, I told you dude." Jeff said, referring to her panties. "She likes feeling like a real slut."

Amy didn't know what to say. She felt deep embarrassment at the way these two were talking to her which made her feel dirty. Part of her just wanted to get this over with.

"Bend over." He said, leaning back. "That's right, bring your ass over hear and rub it all over my cock."

She slowly bent forward in front of him, her head still buzzed with terror and couldn't believe she was doing this. He grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. At least it wasn't sex. She tried to rationalize by thinking this is the type of thing that could accidently happen on a crowded train.

"Ohhhh yeahhhh" Jeff groaned as she felt his erection through her soft, silky panties. "That's it. Rub your ass around slowly. I bet your dumbass husband doesn't even get this kind of treatment." He loved the sensation of her soft, silky smooth ass massaging his cock and balls. He could feel her ass crack through her silk panties as he reached around and felt her pussy through the thin material.

Tim couldn't take it. Her sexy body practically naked in front of them, the fact that they had total control over her in her submissive state. He unzipped his pants and took out his 7 inch cock. He was quite big for an 18 year old and Amy couldn't hide her surprise as he pumped it up and down as he saw her submit to Jeff. He loved the idea of her being controlled. Jeff moaned in pleasure as her plump, soft ass did its work.

"Turn around. Take them off." She did as she was instructed. She kept telling herself she just wanted to get this over and done with. She could feel his cock before but she only got an idea of how big it was when it was inches from her face. She looked at it nervously. Billy couldn't take anymore and ran downstairs into the room.

"Mom! Stop!" Jeff immediately stood up and began to batter Billy.

"Stop!" His ****** Amy screamed.

"You really want me to stop?" Jeff said, standing above a bruised and crying Billy.

"I'll do... anything." She meekly said.

Tim and Jeff's cocks both got rock hard at this. This was their first experience of sex other than the porn movies that they regularly watched. And the fact that it was from the mom of the kid they both most detested, and that she was the object of their desires made them unbelievably hard.

"You can start by fetching something to tie this annoying ****stain up." Jeff said, his pants around his ankles and his cock still sprung hard. She slowly got up and began to walk over to the kitchen.

"But before you go." She stopped in his tracks. Jeff grabbed her hair and pulled it back as he kissed her roughly, sticking his tongue down her throat and making smacking noises in plain view of Billy, who sat frozen in fear.

"Oh fuck yeah." Jeff said, pumping against her. This carried on for a minute or so as he lowered her to his knees and rubbed his crotch all over her soft face, leaving glimmering wads of pre-cum all over her.

"All right, bitch. Go get it." He said, sending her off with a loud slap on the ass, laughing.

"Go get some of your panties, too." Tim said. She nodded and quickly went off. Jeff used this opportunity to lean in towards Billy.

"We're gonna fuck your mom so hard..." He began. "...and make her beg for our cocks."

Tim laughed out. "The only rea*** I made her get her panties is so we can tie her up with them. And so I can jerk off to them later over this. A little souvenir. How's it feel knowing your mom's gone to get something to tie you up and stop you from letting us fuck her?"

They laughed. "If your dad comes home we're gonna beat the **** out of him too. It'd get me off even more if he had to watch some kid fuck his wife right in front of him." Jeff said.

Billy sat still, still frozen with terror and shame. Amy returned as Jeff kicked off his pants and shoes.

"All right." He began. He was even more confident and in control now. "Take off that lame costume."

Billy could not believe what was happening. She couldn't find any rope so duct tape would have to do. Tim tied Billy up in the corner of the room, in plain view of the couch as Jeff fondled his mom's tits as she undressed. She got down to her bra and panties, hoping they'd want nothing more than a quick feel, but she knew this probably wasn't true. She was too terrified of them not to comply. She would at least try not to be fully nude for the pleasure of these two boys.

"That'll do for now." Jeff said, savouring every moment and sitting down and leaning back on the couch. "Come over here."

"Oh god." Billy thought, as he saw his mom stand there in nothing but her bra and panties. It's really happening.

Her bra and panties were soft and silky, purple in colour and shone brightly in the room's lighting. Jeff's cocked jumped through his underwear at the sight of them. In the back of his mind, he still couldn't believe he'd gotten this far.

"Who gets first dibs?" Tim asked. Amy was still afraid and confused at the way these boys were talking about her. The sudden change of situation and these teenage intruders in her home was still something she hadn't fully comprehended. Somewhere in the back of her mind she kept telling herself that this was for everyone's best interest, as much as she hated it.

"I do." Jeff replied. Tim, being a hormonal and horny teenage boy like Jeff, frowned at this. But then, Jeff had done most of the leg work so far, so he deserved first dibs.

"Wait a second." Jeff said sternly, trying not to let his voice crack.

"Where the fuck are your panties?" Her eyes widened, she was hoping they were just mocking her. "Go get them you dumb slut."

Billy moaned in despair through the duct tape covering his mouth as they verbally and physically ****** his ******. He knew what was coming and did not want to see her tied up in her own panties, especially at the hands of these two. She hurried off up the stairs to get them as Jeff and Tim watched her ass jiggle with every step.

After a moment she returned shamefully with a handful of underwear. Still sitting back on the couch, he tied her hands up with a frilly white bra strap as he admired her body. He leaned forward over her right shoulder with a pair of her maroon panties in his right hand. He fondled her breasts with his left hand and sniffed her panties audibly in front of her. She just faced forward, doing her best to hold back tears and just wanting this whole ordeal to be over.

Jeff's young exploring hands traced down over her stomach and to her crotch. She tried to close her legs but that just made him grab rougher. He stuffed the pair of panties in her mouth just because he liked the way it looked. Soon he traced his fingers over her pussy slit.

"You seem quite tight." She squealed as he traced a singer over her clit.

"Doesn't that dickweasel of a husband fuck you much? I wouldn't be surprised if all you had to show for it was that loser over there." Tim and Jeff both laughed.

"Maybe you're so tight..." Jeff said, sticking his hand down her panties and into her cunt. "...because your husband's got such a tiny dick?" They laughed even harder.

"Dude she is actually fucking wet..." Jeff said, rubbing up against her and taking a huge whiff of his fingers.

Tim still had his cock out and was enjoying himself with Amy's underwear to get himself horny enough for when it was his turn.

"All right. Fuck. I'm ready to shoot such a thick load." Jeff said, thrusting against her ass.

"Get up, turn around, get on your knees and get my cock out." He knew exactly what he wanted.

She slowly got on her knees in front of him. Billy watched on in horror as she lowered her head to his crotch.

"Oh fuck." He said, unable to wait. "Get your face here. He pulled her down to the bulge erupting from his underwear. "Suck on it."

"Oh my god..." She said as she slowly leaned down and wrapped her mouth around the bulge. She hated it.

"That's it, breathe on it..." Jeff was loving the feel of her mouth and the warm breath over his cock. He pulled the back of her head tightly into his crotch as he experienced this wonderful sensation. Amy could feel all the little cotton fibers on her tongue as well as the smell and feel of his cock.

"Now give me a blowjob." He said finally. "I've always wanted to fuck your pretty face. ****. I forgot. Your hands are tied. Them them down with your teeth." He said, looking down at her and smiling devilishly. She still couldn't believe this was happening. How did this 18 year old get the better of her? She tried in vain to pull his underwear down with her teeth but couldn't quite get a hold. It was more like a sloppy kiss on the top of his crotch which just ending up turning him on even more.

Billy could see the back of her, on her knees in nothing but her bra and panties, hands tied behind her back with her lacey underwear and her wonderfully bubbly ass jiggling as her head was rubbing around his crotch. After a while Jeff couldn't take it anymore and just pulled his underwear down. His cock sprung out finally and hit her in the face. She couldn't hide her surprise at the sheer size of it, much to Jeff's pleasure. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth onto it, gagging her.

"That's it. Just suck on that cock." For the next few minutes, Billy sat and watched as his ****** bobbed her head up and down the cock of the boy who bullied him at school. Jeff thrust his hips and cock into her face as he leaned back on the couch. The feel of her mouth slobbering up and down his cock was incredible. Even if she didn't realize it she was doing a wonderful job sucking his cock until her cheeks went and inward and massaged his shaft with her tongue.

"Ohhhh yeahhhh..." He said, eyes closed and leaning back. He slid his fingers into her hair and grabbed her head, pushing it further down onto his cock. Soon he pulled out and smacked his dick on her lips as she looked up and scowled at him. He smiled and lifted up his cock.

"Suck on my balls."

"That's disgusting!" She said in nervous surprise.

"You want me to beat the **** out of your kid in front of you?"

He immediately pushed her face over his balls and was about ready to blow as she complied. Taking his balls into his mouth and she made smacking noises so loud even Billy could hear.

"She's doing a great job sucking my nuts, Billy!" Jeff shouted as he gave her a condescending pat on the head.

"Suck that ****!" He said as he pushed her head back down onto his cock, until she gagged. Her nose was pushed right up against his pubic hair, ******* her to take in his smells. He decided to let her do all the work as he leaned back with his arms behind his head and enjoyed the sensations of her mouth as she continually bobbed her head up and down in steady rhythm. He even took another sip of her husband's beer.

"The night's just gonna get better from here..."

She bobbed her head up and down in steady rhythm along his 7 inch shaft perfectly under his control, as he gripped the side of her head and cupped her ears, pumping into her face enthusiastically.

"Awwww, Tim. You would not believe how soft and warm this little slut's mouth is." Jeff said, now lifting his hips from the sofa to fuck her face harder.

Tim moaned under his breath as he used the dirty panties she got for him earlier to masturbate with. "Fuck dude, hurry up with the slut..."

All the while, Billy was watching this whole ordeal as he was tied up to the corner of his room as he heard his mom slurp, gag and basically provide herself as an object against her will for the two kids who bullied him mercilessly at school.

Jeff had always been a perverted teenager and his cock at this moment had never been so hard in his entire life. Here he was, in another's man's house, fucking his wife in the face against her will as their *** watched. The stupid bastard wasn't even home right now, Jeff wondered if the poor sap knew that at this moment in time his wife was gagging on the cock of some punk kid who beat his ***'s ass daily.

This thought got Jeff so hard his cock swelled even huger, gagging Amy's throat more and more by the second. He used this opportunity to move his left hand to her soft throat, and his right hand to the back of her head, gripping her sensual hair and securing her head even harder.

Amy felt as she was being lowered all the way to the base of his cock, her nose was being pushed right into his pubes and being ****** to take in his sweaty teenage smells. He held her their for what seemed like an eternity and lifted his hips up from the couch and just rocked against her face, slowly gagging her. He held her tightly by the head and swirled his hips around.

"Ulk! Gughghulkh! Ummmmmmmgulk!!!" were all the sounds that Amy could make as Billy did his best to drown them out.

"Holy ****." Tim said, still holding a pair of her soft, sweet smelling shiny maroon panties and massaging his cock with them, masturbating enough to keep aroused but not to come too quick. He still had his turn with Billy's mom coming.

This is so fuckin' hot, dude." he said as he sat back, reclined and continued to massage his cock. He glanced over at Billy who had tears in his eyes and this turned him on even more.

"You enjoying the show, Billy?" Tim said. "Check out the effort your mom's going through to suck Jeff's cock." Billy squealed as the truth hit him hard.

"Ughhhhk! Ugghhmmmmmmmmmmm! Ughhhlk!" Amy continued, as she kneeled there in front of the sofa and this boy, her hands tied behind her back in her own lacy bra strap, her ass jiggling along with her shiny purple laced panties that Jeff allowed her to keep on... for now.

Jeff was in pure ecstacy as his entire length was now in this woman's mouth. To think, this teenager was getting more action from an older woman than most adults would get from a strip club.

"All right, bitch." Jeff said, trying to keep his commanding tone up despite his young voice. "Stick your tongue out, I can feel it at the bottom of my dick in your mouth. Stick your tongue out and lick my balls."

"ULK!! UGGGHHHLK! UGGHHHMMMMMMMM!!!"

As Amy stuck her tongue out with his cock still in her mouth, Jeff moaned in pleasure as she lapped over his balls. He pulled on her head and thrust his grip on her even deeper as sticking out her tongue ****** his cock deeper down her throat and gagged her even more.

Jeff helped position and ordered her to tongue his balls as best she could. Jeff had no master plan on how he was going to ******* or degrade her, all he knew was he liked the feeling. He was still just a horny teenager getting what he wanted, so far all he was really doing was using her face and mouth as a fuckhole and going deeper and deeper. Soon he realized that with every effort she made to tongue his balls caused her throat muscles to tighten, massaging his cock. The sensation was unbelievable.

Amy nostrils flared as her eyes widened and watered as she struggled for air. She knew Jeff was almost done though as his balls tightened and his cock grew stiffer, before she knew it he was shooting thick hot spurts of come all down her throat.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww ****, dude..." was all he could say as he gripped her head and blew his loads into her. He had never come so much in his entire life.

She coughed and gagged onto his cock but he just enjoyed the sensations of warm air all over his cock and balls as he carried on shooting more loads into the ****** of his bully victim, he had never cum so hard or so much in his life. Soon he pulled out and shot more loads onto her face and smacked his cock against her lips.

"Hey dude, wait a sec!" Tim said. "I still want head from her. Don't ruin her face yet."

"Oh." Jeff said. "My bad." A smile came over his face as he rubbed his cock all over her face where he came. "I know how I can get rid of this." He collected all the cum deposits off her face with the head of his cock and his shaft, then looking at her smiling, he said "Clean the cum off my cock."

With her soft, round adorable face. She complied.

"Hurry up dude." Tim said, now getting impatient. He stood up and made his way over behind her, and threw her maroon panties at her ***, who was still tied up in the corner. They landed right in front of him.

"Wait your turn, Tim." Jeff said seriously as Tim made his way over, his cock fully erect and twitching. Amy felt helpess, still on her knees in nothing but her panties as Jeff ******** her tits as she was cleaning his cock.

Just then, a key turned in the door, and to everyone's surprise, Amy's husband stood with a complete look of shock on his face.

"What the hell is going on in here!?" He shouted more out of surprise than anger. Truth be told, his heart sank and he was actually terrified of these two intruders in his home, ********* his wife and tying up his ***. What surprised him even more was with how much gusto his wife was pleasuring the boy even though she was in such a submissive position. Everyone was shocked, and Jeff knew he had to act fast. He was glad he came, Tim was frustrated he hadn't blown his load yet.

With Jeff's clear head, Tim followed his lead toward her husband and restrained him.

"No! Leave George alone!" Amy cried. Tim and Jeff both laughed.

"If you guys leave... we won't call the cops! I promise!" George said, his voice breaking. It was exactly what Jeff wanted to hear. This guy was too much a pussy to do anything. Billy lost all hope there might have been for his Dad to save the day.

"Tim..." Jeff began, "I've finished with her, for now. You can get your dibs while I tie this fucker up."

Tim devilshily smiled and as he walked over to Amy. She was still tied up in her own bra and panties, as Tim stood over her with his cock throbbing.

"You don't have to do this!" George said, as the teen ****** him to his knees. Jeff began to unwrap some tape and restrained him in the same manner he did his ***.

"Just look at what a huge pussy your husband is," Tim began, slowly thrusting in and out of Amy's mouth. "Just letting two kids bang his wife... what a loser." He made her look him square in the eyes as he mocked her.

"Suck it properly, I ain't George over there."

The boys both laughed, but to Amy's and everyone surprise, she did find her self sucking harder. Jeff was a little jealous that he had to give a face-fucking rather than get a proper blowjob, but they still had all the time in the world and what he had planned for her would more than make up for it.

"Awwwwwwwwww, man...!" Tim said as she lathered up and down his cock, bobbing in fast rhythm, hoping to get it over with.

George could do nothing but helplessly watch as this boy face fucked his wife. Worse still, he could see she was going along with it and still sucking him, she even gagged less now. The room was filled with smacking noises. In the back of his mind, as his stomach tied in knots he realized she never put in nearly as much effort on the rare occasion she gave him head.

Tim then slowed her rhythm to enjoy it, then stopped altogether and shoved his cock deep down into her, his hands still clutched around her head, with her nose and face pushed up against his stomach. He loved the sensation of air that he felt as she struggled to breathe through her nose.

Finally, giving a last few thrusts and grabbing her huge tits, he blew his load in her.

Breathing heavily, Tim collapsed onto the sofa, his flaccid cock still in her mouth as he held her head in place. Her huge tits squashed against his thighs which started to make him hard again.

"Dude, we are definitely spending the night here."

Those words hit George like a hammer and he felt that same dull, aching fear in his stomach he got whenever anyone talked **** to him. He couldn't believe these two teenagers could make him feel this fear. Jeff, seeing this, decided to get more kicks. Seeing Amy slumped on the floor, naked save for her silky panties and with her arms tied behind her back, Jeff got hard again.

"Hey, Billy's mom. Get here and suck me off some more."

Jeff was standing no more than a few inches from her wimpy husband who was still securely tied up. Amy was almost mad at George for not being able to protect her or his ***, and in a small way almost wanted to suck Jeff's cock to spite him. Before she knew it, there she was sucking his teenage cock right in front of George. He closed his eyes, but then Jeff ordered her to suck so hard she made slurping sounds. Degrading as it was, she had no choice but to comply.

"Fuck dude, even though this bitch has got a hot mouth and sucks a mean cock..." Jeff said, removing her bra and letting her mouth slide up and down his cock while he played with her naked tits. "I wanna fuck her now... I think I'm ready..."

Tim was sat on George's couch ******** his beer and watching his wife get ******** by Jeff. He was enjoying the show with her used panties and bra in his hand, enjoying her womanly smells and feeding his panty fetish. He'd only just shot his load and he'd be held over until Jeff had his turn.

"It's not too late for you guys to stop this... Please... stop." George begged.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm gonna bang your wife so hard she screams." Jeff stood her up and played her ass and tits. "I still can't believe hot how she is..." he said, grabbing and stroking her soft, curvy body and especially her plump round ass. Through her panties it felt amazing.

"Holy ****! She's so wet!" Jeff said, putting his hand down her panties, she tried to close her legs but with both hands tied and little balance all she could do was try and bend out of the way. Jeff put his finger near George's face so he could smell for himself.

"Hehe... you don't even get to watch..." He said mockingly to George. "Go upstairs to the bedroom, bitch." George watched in silent fear as his wife walked slowly up the stairs closely followed by the bully of his ***. Tim walked over and taped George's mouth shut.

"Can't have you ruining our fun with your yelling." He said, plopping back onto the couch and taking another swig of beer.

Upstairs Jeff threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her she stared at him, eyes wide with fear. After alternating between sucking her tits and playing with her nipples, he realized how much watching all that porn paid off. He continued this as he groped her for a while and pretty much just followed what he had seen in porn, as well as with his own perverted compulsions.

He rubbed his dick and balls all over her tits and face. He made her titfuck him and he laid back and enjoyed the view. Soon he dry humped against her ass just because he liked the sensation, and every time she resisted he would remind her that this was to end the bullying of her ***. With all the *********, she couldn't help moaning, which was audbile to everyone downstairs.

"Heh... like that pussy tied up downstairs right now even deserves you..." He said, thrusting into her. He had long since ripped off her wet panties and stuffed them into her mouth as he plunged deep into her.

His thrusts were so deep and hard that the bed hit the wall continuosly, which no doubt George could hear downstairs. The worst part was she found herself hating that she agreed with what Jeff was saying. She was getting fucked harder than she'd ever been.

"Turn around. I want to do you from behind." Amy reluctantly complied.

Finally, Jeff entered her from behind. As he slid his cock into her hot, wet pussy he was surprised.

"Holy **** you're tight... your husband really does have a pretty tiny dick, huh?"

She couldn't help but moan as he pinned her face down into the pillow. His thighs slapped against her soft, plump ass and felt amazing. He even spanked her to degrade her more and also so everyone downstairs could hear, followed by her yelps with every smack. As he thrusted in and out of her, her soft ass was cushioning his thighs and groin, fucking her was absolutely incredible.

He picked up the pace to the point they were making loud smacking noises. He roughly turned her around and threw her down onto the bed, he was fucking her deep now and started sucking her tits. He lifted her legs up and rested them on his shoulders just to plunge in as deep as he could. Her feet were almost behind her head and her vagina tightly wrapped itself around his hardening cock. She was barely even fighting it anymore, and Jeff suddenly started to roughly kiss her, frenching her deeply and making loud smacking noises as she moaned.

"Looks like they're having, fun..." Tim said mockingly. "I think I just might just go in and join in on the fun..." He said as he took out his phone and set up the recording function.

It had only been a week now since Tim and Jeff began the ******* of their bully victim Billy and his hot mom Amy. Halloween had only just passed, and here Jeff was, in her husband's bed, smoking weed and getting a dick ride by Amy Robert***, the mom of his bullying victim.

It was 9am and as usual, the first thing Jeff did in the morning was light up a joint and fuck Amy in front her kid and husband. He had instructed her to ride him after he rolled his first joint of the day, which now hung loosely in his hand. He occasionally took long pulls from it and and smirked as he watched Amy ride him. Best of all, it made him last longer and made the sensation of her pussy clenching around his cock all the better.

He also liked the fact that the bed was creaky because to him, the sound of each rock was a constant reminder to her husband and *** that he was in control. Deep inside, Amy knew this too.

Terrified and buzzing with terror, the only rea*** she was riding his dick was because she was so scared of him. Her other ***'s tormenter, Tim, was really just a pervert and fairly harmless in compari***.

Jeff on the other hand was very aggressive and knew exactly what he wanted. This of course intimidated Amy into doing whatever he demanded. Tim was pretty much just along for the ride, following Jeff's lead and taking advantage of the opportunity to fuck a hot MILF. Jeff was very able to put a scare into Billy, Amy, and even her husband George.

As these thoughts ran through her head, she put her hands on Jeff's chest and began to ride his dick harder. She just wanted him to cum and get this over with. Jeff smiled as he exhaled some smoke into her face and noticed her putting in more effort. He decided to mock her.

"C'mon bitch. Make some noise." He said, slapping her ass.

This sudden jolt made her perk up. Before she realized it, the creaking noises of the bed became louder as the two swayed in rhythm to her riding harder.

Amy moaned in response to Jeff's demands which made him smirk. It only confirmed that she was under his control, and as an added bonus, he knew her husband George could see this too, and it turned him on even more. George's stomach twisted into knots as he heard his wife ***** herself to moan for the bully's pleasure.

Her husband and *** were tied up in the corner the room, because Jeff liked it that way. They spent the night there while Jeff fell asleep with his cock in Amy's mouth. Again, because he liked it that way.

The fact that this was her ***'s tormentor only made her more frightened since he was such an imposing figure, young as he was. Tim and Jeff were only 18, but thanks to Internet porn they were very "mature" and schooled in all kinds of depraved sex. They were cruel by nature, and thanks to porn sites they were exposed to all manner of fetishes and gradually became more daring in what got them off.

For example, Tim loved having Amy jerk him off with her dirty panties, especially silk ones, but he would change up his tastes. She did it enthusiastically because it meant she didn't have to fuck him, but unbeknownst to her Tim loved the added effort she put in. Being ****** to watch, this only made George jealous, which of course just turned Tim on even more.

Even before the Halloween incident, she had heard of Jeff and knew that he was someone to be feared. In terms of sex, she knew how demanding he could be after the blowjob and fuck session the week earlier.

It also didn't help that she was also comparatively small in stature, standing at a measly 5'11 compared to Jeff's 6'2. He was also much more muscular than her husband, who was aging into his 40s now and fairly out of shape. Amy herself was only in her mid 30s and had an ample set of tits, 34D in size.

As her eyes trailed down to Jeff's torso she couldn't help but notice that he was in much better shape than George. She continued to ride him hard, but she didn't want to let on to the fact that she was staring. It was too late however, as Jeff took notice.

"I know, bitch. I'm much better looking than that pussy over there." Jeff said, referring to her husband. George's stomach turned in knots as the truth of the bully's words hit him hard.

"That's why you're so wet right now. That's why you're riding my cock so hard, and he's over there tied up like a pussy." Jeff took a long pull from his joint and smirked.

"That's why I run *****" He said, laughing as he continued mocking her and her husband.

"Say it." He said, smacking her ass again.

"You're better looking than my husband." Amy said in a daze. She was terrified by the young boy. She could feel his cock tighten as she uttered these words, and she saw George lower his head. At that moment, she couldn't help but lose respect for him.

Her husband and *** had also proved that they couldn't help, as they did nothing while she sucked and fucked Tim and Jeff's cocks the week earlier, and she had continued to fuck and suck them since then. This was also confirmed by the fact that Amy was now riding Jeff's cock in front of the two, while they sat and did nothing but helplessly look on.

Jeff had a huge grin on his face while he laid back in her husband's bed with his arms behind his head, and this just excited him even more. He loved the expression on Amy's face as he listened to the sound of the bed creaking.

After he took a particularly long drag, he frowned and slapped her big tits, causing her to squeal.

"Hey. clench your pussy harder." He said as he lifted his thighs and inhaled deeply. By now he had moved beyond just enjoying the sensation of pussy and had specifics tastes, which he made sure Amy complied to.

Rocking on his abdomen, Amy did as she was instructed. She was now completely under the control of these two boys and it was just a fact that she had to accept. She was utterly terrified of them and it was clear that her husband and her *** wouldn't come to her rescue, as they sat watching her tied up in the corner of the room. They had pretty much been like this the whole night as Tim and Jeff took turns fucking her. If they weren't in the room for the perverse pleasure of the two boys, they could certainly hear them fucking from anywhere in the house.

Jeff glanced over at them and smirked.

"You know why you two faggots are here?" He took another puff from his joint and exhaled as the bed creaked. Billy and George looked up pathetically as Amy continued to ride Jeff, their mouths covered with duct-tape.

"Because it gets me off."

He used this moment to punctuate his point by smacking Amy's ass once more.

The bed continued to creak as Amy rode Jeff's dick. Because she was intimidated by the boy and saw him demeaning her husband and ***, she really did put in more effort into clenching her pussy. Jeff couldn't help but notice this fact and moan in pleasure. He chuckled as her husband looked on.

"This is great." He said, taking another pull from his joint. "A week ago, that loser over there didn't even have the balls to put it in you, and here I am fucking you silly. I've probably fucked you more times this past week than he did your entire marriage. Am I right?"

Amy continued to ride him with a tired, glazed look on her face. Jeff smacked the side of her ass to alert her.

"Am I right, bitch?" Jeff said sternly.

"You're right." She replied obediently. The truth of this fact hit George hard, and Billy couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Jeff continued to mock George, who had no choice but to listen.

"I can't believe a loser like you even had a bitch this hot to yourself." Amy noticed her husband look down in shame as Jeff smirked. Jeff then took another pull off his joint as he leaned back. The room continued to be filled with the sound of Amy riding Jeff's cock.

Billy squealed at seeing his ****** demeaned this way and seeing his ****** fucked in front of him. Even worse, he couldn't deny the fact that she was consciously clenching her pussy to satisfy the cock of his bully. Worse than that, he couldn't even block out the sound of the bed creaking as she rode his cock.

"Come here bitch." Jeff said, leaning forward. Amy broke out of her daze and her stomach filled with fear.

Jeff took a huge pull of his joint and roughly grabbed the back of Amy's head. Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening and couldn't help but cough as Jeff began roughly kissing her and exhaled the smoke into her mouth. Both George and Billy felt their stomach tie in knots as they watched Jeff make out with Amy.

Jeff laughed loudly as she struggled to take the smoke into her system and smacked her ass again.

"Bitch, I didn't say stop riding."

To her surprise, and her husband's, Amy leaned forward on Jeff's chest and began to put more effort into riding his cock.

"That's it. Keep riding." Jeff said with a satisfied grin. Amy's head buzzed as the THC entered her system. She only smoked pot once back in college and wasn't used to taking *****. She never imagined that the next time it happened would be in a situation like this.

Worst of all, the fact that Jeff was high only made him last longer. Time passed and they had been fucking for at least an hour, but to Amy it seemed much longer. Not to mention; thanks to the weed and Jeff being high he enjoyed the sensation of her pussy clasping around his dick even more. He laid back and closed his eyes, just listening to her put in effort as the bed creaked. Then, from the corner of his eye, he spotted George.

All of a sudden, he started chuckling.

"Holy ****, look at your dickweasal of a husband. He's actually getting turned on."

George couldn't deny it. His cock stood erect even though he was tied up in the corner of the room. Something about seeing his wife ******** by a bully while he was helpless seemed to turn him on. He squealed but there was nothing he could do. Secretly, he wanted to jerk off but his hands were quite literally tied. He had no choice but to merely watch, and Jeff found it amusing that he liked watching his wife getting fucked by some punk kid, and it made the sex that much more enjoyable.

Jeff chuckled, then put his weed in an ashtray and his elbows behind his head as she rode him to completion. As his cock throbbed and he came inside her, he used his left hand to grab her hips and used his right hand to strangle her. As her eyes bulged he smirked devilishly as she struggled to breathe. He liked the look of torment on her face because it made him feel powerful and in control, especially of such an older women. He also liked the fact that her husband kid were ****** to watch this, intensifying his orgasm.

"You like this ****, George?" He said as he finished coming. He loved the fact that he was humiliating her and her husband.

Jeff was always very perverse, and the fact that some guy's wife was putting so much effort into fucking him in front of her husband and *** just turned him on even more. He couldn't believe he got so lucky, considering he was only 18 years old. He really struck gold with his bully victim.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh *****" He said with satisfaction as he came inside Amy's pussy.

"That was a good fuck." He said, completing his thought.

Tears ran down Billy's face as he saw how much pleasure his mom gave his tormentor. George just looked down in shame.

"Don't forget to take the pill." Jeff said quite casually.

"Well, I don't really give a **** if you get pregnant. No way I'm wearing a condom though. Bareback is just so much better." George hated the fact that Amy always made him wear a condom, but she was giving allowances to this boy purely because she was so scared of him.

Jeff liked the fact that he was fucking like a pornstar. They didn't wear condoms after all. And besides, if he had a girlfriend he's probably have to use some form of protection. But with Amy, he could fuck her any way he liked.

Amy obediently took the morning after pill.

"Well, I'm gonna take a shower. I guess you can go downstairs and fuck Tim. I guess you can give these two losers breakfast as well." Jeff then slapped Amy on the ass as a sign to get off him.

This was the status quo. Ever since Tim and Jeff intruded into the home of the Robert***s on Halloween, they had pretty much taken up residence in the household.

Being the huge pussy that he is, George had no choice but to comply with their presence. Of course, this just made it all the better for Tim and Jeff. Every day, George, Billy and Amy got used to the fact that Tim and Jeff would have their way with Amy while they looked on.

They would still have their meals, go to work and school, but when it came to "home time" Tim and Jeff set the rules. The three family members were way too embarrassed to say anything. Besides, there was always the lingering suspicion that George secretly enjoyed it. He was a pussy and a cuckold, and he was ashamed of it. Amy was disgusted by this and Billy was deeply disappointed. Suspecting this, Jeff loved to tease George about it.

"You really love seeing me fuck your wife, don't you?"

George always looked down in shame, and he couldn't hide his arousal.

"Hahaha. You fucking pussy." Whenever Jeff was fucking Amy and teased George, he always noticed Amy's pussy clench harder around his cock as she rode him. He loved that fact. It was like she couldn't deny that he was more of a man than George.

Jeff put out his marijuana cigarette as Amy climbed off him.

"Where are you going?"

Amy looked puzzled.

"You're not done yet. I still want you to clean your pussy juice off my cock."

Billy squealed as George's eyes widened, it seemed that Jeff had found new ways to degrade Amy. As she reached for a tissue Jeff grabbed her hand.

"Use your tongue." Jeff said smirking. Amy couldn't believe her ears.

For the next 15 minutes, the room was filled with slurping noises as Amy complied to Jeff's perverse demand while Billy and George looked on in horror. Their stomachs were tied in knots but there was nothing they could do. Jeff just chuckled and laid back in bed.

Halfway through this, Tim opened the door and yawned.

"You done with the bitch yet?" He asked, having just woken up.

"Yeah, I just came. She's cleaning up my cock now." Jeff said, adjusting himself on the duvet as she continued licking up and down on his shaft.

"You can have her if you want, I just came." Jeff said casually.

Amy's ear's burned with embarrassment as she heard these two boys describing her as an object, but she was too scared to say anything. She also hated the fact that George was just sitting there, tied up and accepting this. She carried on licking Jeff's cock as he lay in bed smirking.

Since it was a weekday, it wasn't long before George set off for work. Before he left however, Jeff pushed him up against the wall.

"While you're sitting at your cubicle, just realize that I'm going to be fucking your wife the whole day." Jeff wanted to remind George of this as he stood in the hallway. This is going to make fucking his wife so much hotter, he thought, knowing this fact would be running through George's head the whole day.

Suddenly, Jeff became aggressive.

"You got a problem with that?" He said, leaning in closer to George, who shrunk away.

"N-No..." George stammered out. He felt his stomach shrink with a pang of fear as he realized what a pussy he was. He couldn't believe a young boy was talking this way about his wife and was actually putting fear into him.

George was always one to avoid conflict. He wasn't the strongest per***, and didn't have much confidence. Even a well-built boy like Jeff could intimidate him. Amy and Billy both saw this encounter unfold and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Billy also soon left the household for school, and, like George, was too embarrassed to say that his mom was having sex with his tormentors. No one at Billy's school was surprised that Tim and Jeff were missing, considering they played hookie often.

Half an hour passed, and Tim was in the living room getting jerked off by Amy's silk panties. He took a sip of George's beer which Amy fetched for him and was enjoying getting his shaft expertly worked by her. Jeff was also ******** beer, but he had already had his 3rd blowjob of the day and played on the Xbox while Tim took his turn.

"Say you're a whore." Tim demanded as he placed the beer down, groaning and leaning back into the couch. He loved demeaning her while she jerked him off.

"I'm a whore." Amy said, with a completely glazed over look on her face. She was still kind of high from when Jeff breathed the marijuana into her, but mostly she was disappointed in George and depressed at how subjugated she was.

Worse than that, she was *********** pandering to Tim's perverted fetishes, and she didn't know how to react. It seemed it wasn't enough for him to just fuck her, Tim especially enjoyed it when she used her panties, stockings and socks on him.

Over the past week he would often make her jerk him off with her undergarments, whether it was handjobs using panties, footjobs using stockings, or assjobs using both.

After he got bored of her panties, he would have Amy move on to his next fetish. He unwrapped her silk panties from his cock and inhaled her pungent smell deeply.

"Nothing like the smell of a MILF." He said as he exhaled and took another sip of George's beer.

"Alright, next. You know I like the kinky ****. Go grab some socks." Of course, Amy complied.

"Used ones, bitch. You used a fresh pair last time." Amy just nodded and made her way over to the laundry hamper.

When she returned, Tim then had her wrap a pair of her dirty lime green socks around his cock.

"Nice." He said as she approached him.

When she crouched down to his erect cock, he pulled her by her collar and began to make out with her. Loud smacking noises filled the room as he french-kissed her big, dick-sucking lips.

A little while later Tim began smoking a joint as she jerked him off with her sucks. He realized she wasn't putting in as much effort as usual so he found a rea*** to make her feel like ****. Besides, he thought, demeaning her would probably get him off even more.

"You're being fucking lazy." Tim said as slapped her in the face.

This broke her out of her trance as she jerked him off. She was completely caught off guard and her eyes widened with fear.

Jeff just chuckled as he spotted this from the corners of his eye, and carried on playing the Xbox.

"Work that bitch." He quipped.

The truth is, Amy was actually putting a lot of effort into jerking him off, but Tim realized he really just wanted to degrade her. He couldn't help but groan as he felt the soft cotton fibers wrapped around his cock.

"C'mon, faster." Tim said, leaning back.

Amy sped up the pace of jerking him off, and when he felt he was about to come he pushed her hands away and removed the lime green sock from his penis. He then stood up and starting jerking himself off in front of her as she looked up at him. Within seconds he came, exploding all over Amy's face, hands and tits.

Almost in a ******** daze, Amy got up to grab a tissue as Tim plopped back down on the couch and grabbed his joint.

"Where are you going?" Tim asked in a stern tone.

"I... I just want to clean myself up." Amy managed to stammer out in a meek tone.

At this point she was used to just being a fucktoy.

"That's why you have a tongue. And that's what you're going to use to clean me up." Tim said matter-of-factly.

Amy couldn't believe her ears. She slowly lowered herself down to her knees as Tim grinned. Jeff just smiled.

While Amy began to clean the cum off of herself and Tim, George walked in, back from work. It had been a couple of hours as this point and although he tried to pretend he didn't see it it, Amy and him both knew. She caught a glimpse of him, but from a little prompting of Tim's hand, she began to resume cleaning the cum off of him.

"Hey faggot, where are you going?" Tim yelled at George, who tried to scurry away.

"W-what..." Was all he managed to stammer out as Tim addressed him.

"It's hotter if she's sucking my cock in front of you. Go grab me another beer, pussy." Tim demanded, taking this opportunity to rub his crotch into Amy's face in front of her husband.

Amy eye's widened as she took in the pungent smell of his balls and cock.

George's heart sank and eyes widened to the demands of the teenager, and before he knew it he found himself handing the boy another beer. Him and Amy briefly made eye contact and he couldn't help but notice her disappointment. Deep down she knew that Tim was more of a man than her wimpy husband, and that's why she was sucking on his cock and submissively collecting up the last droplets of his spent cock.

*****, this i turning me on. Jeff said.

"Alright bitch. My turn." Buzzed as he already was, Jeff then lit up another joint. He wanted to make the next fuck session last.

At this point Amy had already finished "cleaning" up Tim and had began bobbing up and down on Jeff's cock. Slurping noises filled the room as Tim restrained George and Jeff inhaled from his joint.

"I know you get off on this *****" Jeff said mockingly to George as he exhaled.

Amy's ears burned and she continued to bob up and down on the dick of the young boy.

"You don't even get to jerk off." He said, punctuating his insult. He then ****** Amy's head down all the way to his pubes and made her gag.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!" He said, reveling in how great her warm, wet mouth felt as she struggled for air and her big lips wrapped around the base of his cock.

"Get used to it." Jeff said, looking down to Amy and smiling.

"You're going to be in this position every night when I ******" These words made Amy and George's heart sink. Amy had hoped that this was only a one time indulgence for Jeff, but he must have enjoyed it so much he wanted to make it into a habit.

As these thoughts entered her mind, she was broken out of her daze by Jeff as he spoke to Tim.

"Dude, you know what I just realized?" Jeff added, grabbing the back of Amy's head and ******* it deeper down onto his shaft.

"Ullllllk!!!" She gagged as her eyes widened.

As she struggled to breathe, Tim laughed over her.

"What's that?" He asked.

"We haven't even fucked this bitch in the ass yet!"

George and Amy's eyes both widened in surprise. She was suddenly terrified that her last remaining cherry would be busted. As this realization hit her, she noticed the sound of a key unlocking the door. Billy had arrived home from school and saw his ****** gagging on Jeff's cock. She looked over at him, his face sinking, as tears filled her eyes. Jeff still had her head firmly in place.

"Ahahaha, Perfect timing." Jeff smirked as he removed his cock from Amy's mouth and put out his mini-joint.

"Alright slut. Get naked, and get On all fours."

Billy had chosen the worst time to get home.

La tournée d'Aline


La tournée de la postière



Cette histoire trouve *** origine dans les pensées coquines que le passage de la préposée à la distribution du courrier faisait naître dans mon adolescence.
Nouvelle postière d'un bureau d'une petite ville de Normandie, Aline est un beau brin de fille d'une vingtaine d'année, mais qui accumule les erreurs et les bévues depuis sa prise de fonction. Cela lui vaut les remontrances de *** chef de bureau qui pour passer l'éponge, lui « propose » de faire la prochaine tournée en tenue sexy et sans aucun dessous.
Aline est bouleversée par la demande de *** supérieur. Elle trouve difficilement le sommeil et seule une caresse très intime et prolongés jusqu'à la jouissance lui permet de trouver le repos.
6H00... le réveil tire Aline de *** sommeil, les paroles de *** chef lui reviennent en mémoire. C'est donc sans aucun dessous, vêtue du seul chemisier réglementaire et d'une jupe très courte qu'Aline se rend d'un pas hésitant vers le bureau de poste.
L'accueil de ces collègues est pour le moins flatteurs... Les regards insistant, les attouchements très furtifs durant la préparation de la tournée font monté un long et lent plaisir dans le ventre d'Aline.
7H45... Départ de la tournée, Aline est la dernière à partir sous les yeux de *** chef de bureau qui exige des vérifier l'absence de dessous..... Rouge de honte, Aline remonte sa jupe et dévoile un sexe totalement épilé, lisse et humide comme le constate le chef de bureau avec le sourire. Il en profite pour dégrafer les corsages s'emparant d'une paire de ciseau pour ôter les trois premiers boutons laissant quasiment la poitrine nue d'Aline offerte à tout les regards...
Bien......tu peux y aller... et si tu es sage, j'oublierais les erreurs du mois.... Les paroles du chef ré***nent dans la tête d'Aline dans ce début de distribution qui parait normale excepté, quelques regards des hommes croisés sur le chemin ***t bien très insistant et dévoile des envies non dissimulées...
Aline arrive à la boulangerie avec un recommandé pour le maitre artisan...elle va devoir donc pénétrer dans le laboratoire pour faire signer le patron.... Celui-ci est en train d'enfourner quand l'apparition d'Aline lui procure une montée de désir aussi fort qu'inattendu.
Bonjour Monsieur, j'ai besoin d'une signature commence Aline qui s'approche du boulanger en lui remettant le pli recommandé...celui-ci ne quitte pas l'ouverture du corsage de la jeune postière. Aline remarque également une bosse se former dans le pantalon du boulanger ...cette vue lui procure une montée de chaleur dans le ventre.
Le boulanger ordonne d'une voix calme mais autoritaire à Aline de déposer *** sac à courrier, comme ***********, Aline obéit.
Appuie-toi sur le comptoir et remonte ta jupe ...petite salope assène le patron
Comme Aline hésite, Le boulanger lui saisi les épaules et la place face au comptoir en la ***** à se pencher en avant, remontant la jupe totalement pour découvrir deux fesses bien ronde qu'il ne tarde pas à caresser, à malaxer avec vigueur... il lui écarte les jambes sans ménagement.
Il prend un peu de recul pour admirer le spectacle...ordonnant à Aline d'ouvrir *** cul et de se pencher en arrière pour mieux lui offrir.
Pour la punir des hésitation, le Boulanger décide de faire rougir les deux globes d'Aline.. qui est surprise par le premier coup et pousse un cri de surprise, la douleur est vite remplacée par un plaisir qui gagne *** sexe et lui arrache des soupirs de douleurs mélanger de plaisir.
Pour en finir, le patron doigte sans ménagement la jeune Aline, découvrant *** sexe humide.. la traite de salope et décide de la prendre par le cul pour lui donner une leçon.... C'est ainsi que sans ménagement Aline est rapidement sodomisé par la longue queue du boulange
Aline offerte aux assauts du Boulanger ressent à la fois douleur et honte qui lui arrachent des larmes...mais très vite les assauts du patron boulanger transforme cette douleur en un plaisir qui s'empare du corps entier de la jeune femme.
Elle s'entend maintenant demander au patron d'aller plus vite et plus loin, de l'enculer et de la baiser comme une salope... c'est donc sans management avec une vigueur jusque la inconnue de notre jeune femme que le boulanger la besogne
Rapidement la besogne du boulanger arrache des cris de plaisir à Aline qui reçoit la semence du boulanger dans *** cul.
Sans autre procès, le patron ordonne à Aline de reprendre sa tournée... tu as encore beaucoup à faire ma jeune Salope de postière..dit-il avec ironie et laissant l'empreinte de farine de sa claque affectueuse sur la jupe de la jeune postière
Aline se retrouve dans la rue, le cul plein du sperme de notre boulanger.... La honte de s'exhiber ainsi et le plaisir charnel se mélange dans l'esprit de notre jeune Aline sur le chemin de *** prochain client

Aline encore sous l'émotion de la sodomie subie chez le boulanger, pénètre dans la brasserie principale de la commune. Heureusement peu de monde en ce début de matinée, un sourire à la patronne étonnée de la tenue d'Aline dont le corsage voile à peine des seins fermes dont les tétons ***t encore durcis par le plaisir encore présent dans l'esprit de notre préposé à la distribution.
Aline demande un verre d'eau et se dirige vers les toilettes de l'établissement après avoir remis le courrier à la patronne, une belle femme de 45 ans, grande blonde au physique très agréable, se prénommant Nathalie.
Nathalie avec un sourire demande à la serveuse de la remplacer et se dirige vers les toilettes. Aline vient à peine de nettoyer le sperme qui coulait le long de sa raie, de ses cuisses. Surprise par la présence de la patronne, elle rougit et se dirige vers la sortie. Nathalie ne peut s'empêcher d'interroger d'un ton ironique, la jeune femme sur sa tenue négligée, en profitant pour lui caresser la naissance des seins.
Face à cet assaut câlin, Adeline ne sait que faire, elle cherche à s'échapper. Mais la patronne insiste la bloque contre le mur et dépose un tendre baiser dans le cou de la jeune femme suivi très rapidement d'un second sur la bouche. Submergé par la soudaineté de ce baiser la jeune femme ne peut résister et les langues des deux femmes entrent dans une danse éperdue. Les deux femmes se caressent alors mutuellement sans aucune retenue, Aline se retrouve dénudée, les tétons pincés, titillés et sucés par une Nathalie déchainée.
Nathalie en profite pour ôter sa jupe et se caresser la chatte avec vigueur. Elle contraint alors la postière à s'agenouiller et à caresser sa partie la plus intime.lui ordonnant de la faire jouir.
C'est donc à plaine bouche que la jeune postière absorbe les lèvres intimes, le clitoris qui subit les assauts de la langue d'Aline. Nathalie ne peut retenir des soupirs de plaisirs et ***** Aline à poursuivre sa caresse en lui plaquant la tête contre *** sexe afin que la langue s'active encore plus et pénètre tel un mini pénis *** vagin offert
La chatte de Nathalie est ouverte, trempée de la cyprine et de la salive d'Aline qui lui introduit deux doigts dans le sexe se lançant dans un doigtage qui arrache des cris à la patronne. Soudain dans une dernière contraction, Nathalie explose et libère un jet de cyprine qui vient se répandre sur le visage, les cheveux et la poitrine de la jeune postière.
Sans un merci, ni un baiser, Nathalie contraint la jeune femme à quitter *** établissement par la porte arrière sans lui laisser le temps d'effacer les conséquences de la jouissance de Nathalie. C'est donc le visage et la chevelure encore mouillée, un corsage souillé et une jupe marquée de l'empreinte du boulanger que notre jeune postière poursuit sa tournée.

Sous le soleil, tentant de faire bonne figure Aline, notre jeune postière de Valognes poursuit sa tournée malgré les dégâts causés par le boulanger et la patronne de la brasserie. Elle a néanmoins le ventre en feu, les tétons durcis par la pensée des deux épisodes précédents.
Rayonnante de sensualité dans sa tenue plus que sexy, Aline parvient à l'hôtel de ville sans autres rencontres sinon des regards réprobateurs de quelques mères de famille jalouses
Franchissant le portail, Aline se souvient qu'elle demanderait bien une entrevue avec le Maire pour faire avancer *** dossier de demande de logement. Oubliant sa tenue provocante, Aline préoccupée par sa demande, remet le courrier à la secrétaire qui ne peut pas détacher les yeux de la poitrine d'Aline qui laisse apparaitre un téton.
Aline aperçoit le premier magistrat en discussion avec un policier municipal. Elle s'approche pour faire part de sa requête afin de profiter de l'occasion. Le maire lui propose de la recevoir de suite et glisse quelques mots au policier. Aline surprend simplement l'expression « passer un bon moment et tu la prépares... »
Le Maire indique à Aline de suivre le policier municipal pendant qu'il règle une question avec la secrétaire.
Se faisant, le policier qui se prénomme Antoine, pose une main affectueuse dans le dos d'Aline pour la mener vers le bureau du Maire, il ne peut s'empêcher de faire glisser sa main vers les reins de la jeune femme exerçant une légère pression.
Sitôt la porte refermée, Antoine s'adresse fermement à la jeune postière et lui dit clairement « si tu veux un logement, il va falloir être très très sage.. Tu as le choix ».... Aline, les larmes aux yeux hésite pour partir, mais une poigne ferme la retient tandis que l'autre main lui caresse fermement les fesses, s'insinuant dans sa raie sans ménagement.
« Alors, tu décide quoi..» interroge le policier municipal
D'un léger signe de tête Aline cède au chantage du policier en essuyant une larme... Antoine, lui pose alors un bandeau sur les yeux en lui ordonnant de ne pas l'enlever quelques soit les circonstances. Il oblige la jeune femme à mettre les mains dans *** dos et ouvre totalement le corsage qui déjà cachait peu la poitrine ferme. Antoine en profite pour vérifier la dureté des tétons et pour doigter sans ménagement le sexe de la jeune postière....Aline toujours en larme, subit les caresses intimes et ******** du policier sans se rebeller.
Après quelques minutes qui lui semblent une éternité, elle entend la porte du bureau s'ouvrir, des pas, des voix. Le maire, *** adjoint et la secrétaire viennent de pénétrer dans le bureau le sourire aux lèvres. Le policier pousse Aline devant le premier magistrat et la met à genoux la forçant à se présenter bien cambrée, offerte.
Le Maire interroge Aline sur sa demande de logement social, sur sa situation sentimentale et l'informe qu'elle aura *** logement si *** comportement de soumise est à la hauteur de sa demande
Elle ne devra prendre aucun plaisir, ne pas avoir d'orgasme et servir de trou à sperme après avoir été punie pour avoir souillée *** uniforme
Sans attendre de réponse, il ordonne au policier d'allonger Aline sur la table de réunion, le cul offert. Deux mains écartent les jambes de la jeune femme qui entend des compliments sur *** anatomie, sent des mains écartées ses fesses, fouillées *** sexe..... Soudain, on lui attrape les poignets afin de la maintenir ainsi allongée sur la table offerte et immobilisée pour la fessée que le Maire a décidé de lui infligé avec *** premier adjoint.
Chacun pourra lui asséner 21 claques sur chacune des fesses... Ne pouvant s'échapper maintenue les bras tendus, Aline est en pleurs, des cris s'échappent sous les premières claques qui viennent chauffer ses fesses offertes....
Mais rapidement, la douleur est accompagnée d'une sensation de plaisir qui monte lentement dans *** ventre, rendant *** sexe humide puis bientôt totalement trempé de la cyprine ... s'apercevant du plaisir ressenti par la soumise, les dernières claques ré***nent fortement dans la salle arrachant des cris à Aline suivi de gémissement de plaisirs quand des doigts viennent fouiller *** sexe et caresser doucement les fesses endolories. Une langue vient lécher le cul de la jeune femme et un doigt s'introduit dans *** cul, elle pense deviner l'action d'une femme.
Aline sent des mains la relever pour l'obliger à se mettre à genoux. Aussitôt elle sens un gland devant sa bouche et une voix qui lui ordonne de sucer...lentement la langue d'Aline joue avec le gland, sa langue descend le long de la verge qu'elle trouve interminable puis elle la prend en bouche, aspire ce membre tandis que deux autres se présentent pour être branler.....à tour de rôle, elle suce et branles les queues puis les hommes décident de la baiser dans la bouche et alors très vite chacun leur tour ils viennent décharger leur foutre dans la bouche de la jeune femme, sur *** visage et sur sa poitrine.
Ensuite, Gisèle se place au dessus de la jeune femme et la contraint de lécher *** cul et *** sexe pour la faire jouir, la préparer pour les trois mâles qui se branlent devant le spectacle offert
Pour faire bonne mesure, le policier encourage Aline de quelques claques bien senties sur ses fesses.
Gisèle, la secrétaire est une petite brune à la forte poitrine avec un sexe et un cul totalement épilé. Elle va au devant de la langue d'Aline écartant ses fesses pour que la langue de la jeune femme lui pénètre le cul et le sexe, que sa bouche aspire *** clito. Plaquant la tête de la jeune femme contre *** cul, Gisèle parviens à jouir inondant le visage d'Aline..
Les trois mâles écartent alors sans ménagement la jeune Aline, la contraignant à être à genoux, les mains croisées sur la tête pour l'empêcher de se caresser. Chacun des hommes s'empare d'un orifice de la secrétaire pour la baiser, la défoncer dans un concert de gémissement et de cris de plaisirs. Ils viennent ensuite, à tour de rôle décharger leur semence dans le sexe de la secrétaire qui connait un nouvel orgasme et se faire nettoyer la queue par Aline.
Aline souillée par le sperme sur *** corps, humiliée par l'interdiction de prendre du plaisir est allongée sur le sol. Gisèle place *** cul et *** sexe au dessus du visage de la jeune femme lui ordonnant de la nettoyer totalement du sperme qui coule de *** sexe. Aline s'applique donc à lécher à sucer et à aspirer le sexe de la secrétaire avalant le sperme recueilli.
A l'issue de ce nettoyage, Aline est relevée, conduite dans une pièce. Le policier lui ôte *** bandeau en la caressant une dernière fois, il lui ordonne alors de remettre de l'ordre dans sa tenue puis de quitter la mairie à l'instant. A la question, d'Aline sur *** logement, une réponse cinglante « plus tard, petite salope » fait éclater en sanglots la jeune postière. Sans lui laisser le temps de se nettoyer Aline quitte l'hôtel de ville par une porte dérobée....
Dans la rue, elle reprend sa tournée, les larmes aux yeux....

Aline, jeune postière poursuit sa tournée mouvementée dans le quartier résidentiel de cette petite bourgade de Normandie. Elle tente de faire bonne figure malgré sa tenue souillée par les traces de sperme. Elle évite le regard des passants allant très vite d'une boite aux lettres à la suivante quand le ciel bleu laisse la place à des nuages annonciateurs d'averses. Celle-ci ne tarde pas à éclater.
Sous la pluie, le corsage d'Aline colle à sa peau, le rendant quasiment transparent et mettant en évidence la jeune poitrine ferme aux tétons durcis. C'est ainsi, que la jeune postière écarlate de confusion, ***ne à l'entrée d'un pavillon dont elle connait la rigidité apparente des occupants pour remettre un paquet.
Yvette, la cinquantaine élégante, grande et mince brune aux cheveux courts ouvre et découvre une jeune postière qui tremble de froid et de honte.
« Bonjour, Madame, un paquet en recommandé pour vous »... articule difficilement Aline. « Ah oui, mon mari va être content, mais ne rester pas sous la pluie, entrez mademoiselle » lui répond Yvette dont le regard ne peut se détacher des atouts dévoilés de la jeune femme.
Elle la fait entrer dans le vestibule et face à la détresse de la jeune femme lui propose un café et de se sécher. Aline n'ose refuser d'autant que la pluie redouble. En toute confiance, elle suit Yvette vers la salle de bain.
Pour se sécher, Aline ôte *** chemisier et sa jupe. Elle est donc nue quand elle entend Yvette lui proposer de passer ses vêtements dans le sèche linge, le temps que la pluie se calme.
Aline n'a pas le temps de répondre que la porte s'ouvre, dévoilant sa nudité à Yvette qui marque un temps d'arrêt pour admirer la beauté de la jeune femme. *** regard s'attardant sur la chatte lisse et gonflée de désir de la jeune postière... Sans un mot, Yvette s'empare de la jupe et du chemisier en proposant à la jeune femme de prendre une douche compte-tenu de sa tenue.
« Prends ton temps, je vais déballer le paquet et sans doute l'essayer sur mon mari »... dit –elle en quittant la jeune femme le sourire aux lèvres.
Une fois sortie de la douche, Aline entend des gémissements et des râles. Intriguée mais curieuse, « vêtue » d'une seule serviette de bain, Aline ouvre délicatement la porte de la salle de bain. Les bruits et les soupirs sans équivoque viennent de la chambre conjugale dont la porte est entrebâillée.
Aline découvre ainsi Yvette totalement nue mais harnachée d'un gode ceinture dont l'emballage traine à terre face à un homme un peu grassouillet à genoux devant sa femme. Celui-ci suce avec application le gode en se masturbant une queue courte mais épaisse, sous les encouragements de sa femme. Satisfaite par l'action de *** Raymond sur le gode, Yvette lui ordonne de se mettre à quatre pattes sur le lit. Elle lui écarte les cuisses et s'empare d'un gel qu'elle étale avec plaisir dans la raie, jouant avec l'entrée de l'anus avant d'y pénétrer lentement mais fermement un doigt puis un second élargissant la rondelle de *** époux
Raymond soupire de plaisir et lui demande de l'enculer. Sa femme présente enfin le gode à l'entrée de l'anus. Le sexe artificiel écarte les chairs de Raymond qui tend ses fesses pour mieux être pris encourageant sa femme.
Yvette commence un lent va et vient dans le cul de *** mari, s'enfonçant plus loin à chaque pénétration. Raymond gémit partagé par la douleur et le plaisir qu'il sent envahir *** cul, *** ventre et l'ensemble de *** corps. Plaisir qui redouble quand Yvette se retire pour le pénétrer d'un coup lui remplissant l'anus avec le sexe artificiel puis elle accélère le rythme en prenant fermement ces hanches pour mieux l'enculer..
La scène réveille le feu intérieur qui sommeille dans le ventre d'Aline. Elle se caresse s'introduisant un doigt dans la chatte de nouveau humide tandis que *** pouce stimule *** clitoris.
Encouragée par les râles de plaisir de Raymond mais aussi par l'action procurée par le double gode fiché dans *** vagin, Yvette accélère encore le mouvement et sodomise sans ménagement *** mari jusqu'à parvenir ensemble à la jouissance, à un orgasme intense.

Le calme qui suit cette jouissance des deux époux écroulés l'un sur l'autre, est troublé par les gémissements d'Aline également emportée par un orgasme qui la submerge de plaisir
Découvrant la présence de la jeune femme, Raymond est le plus vif à réagir. Il attrape Aline par le bras et la traîne dans la chambre découvrant à la fois la nudité et la beauté de la jeune femme.
« Il s'agit de notre jeune dévergondée de postière à qui j'ai proposé de sécher ses vêtements trempés. Comme tu le constates, il s'agit d'une petite salope qui ne porte aucun dessous...dit Yvette à *** mari... à mon avis, nous pouvons l'utiliser pour notre plaisir » ajoute Yvette...... - « sans aucun doute » répond le mari qui glisse un doigt dans la fente humide de la jeune femme « elle est mouillée, la salope » constate Raymond.
Oui... d'abord ma petite tu vas sucer mon Raymond pour qu'il te baise pendant que je l'encule une nouvelle fois... ensuite nous verrons...allez au turf...
Raymond s'allonge sur le lit, la jeune femme à genoux entre ses cuisses s'empare d'une queue flasque et commence une masturbation lente du membre qui ne tarde pas à réagir. Sa langue experte lèche les testicules, monte jusqu'au gland quelle s'amuse à sucer comme un cornet de glace puis redescendant jusqu'à l'anus largement ouvert. Yvette en profite pour faire des photos en gros plan.
Aline prend totalement en bouche le sexe l'aspirant, le suçant, jouant de la langue sur le gland arrachant des gémissements à Raymond qui maintient la tête de la jeune femme pour mieux lui baiser la bouche.
Durant ce temps, Yvette caresse la jeune femme, lui fouillant la chatte et humidifiant *** anus avec sa mouille pour préparer celui-ci. Sans ménagement, elle écarte les fesses d'Aline l'encule très rapidement d'un coup, elle pénètre le gode entièrement dans l'intimité de la jeune femme lui arrachant un cri de douleur.
Après la surprise et sous les assauts d'Yvette, Aline connait alors des instants merveilleux de plaisir contractant les muscles de *** cul. Elle jouit plusieurs fois de suite avant de connaître un orgasme dans un dernier assaut d'Yvette qui hurle *** plaisir et de recevoir le sperme du mari, par de longs jets dans la gorge. Raymond lui maintient la tête la forçant à avaler sa liqueur et à nettoyer le sexe qui reprend aussitôt de la vigueur.
Yvette ôte alors le gode ceinture et en pare la jeune femme.... Pour qu'elle encule à *** tour Raymond pendant que celui-ci va prendre sa femme en levrette.... Aussitôt dit, le trio se met en position, Raymond après un rapide léchage du sexe et du cul de sa femme, présente *** gland et le fait pénétrer sans difficulté tant l'envie d'Yvette est forte.
Dans un même temps, Aline écarte les fesses de Raymond et le sodomise à fond. Elle synchronise *** mouvement dans le même rythme que Raymond dans le sexe de *** épouse. Celle-ci exprime bruyamment *** plaisir et se masturbe le clitoris avec vigueur. Raymond se retire du sexe de *** épouse et lui basculant le bassin dégage *** cul pour l'enculer d'un coup.
Une série de gémissements, de cris de plaisir accompagnent ce « train » du plaisir anal... pendant un long moment s'enculant tantôt avec vigueur, tantôt avec douceur conduisant le trio vers les sommets de l'extase.
Dans un dernier sursaut Raymond décharge dans le cul de sa femme qui contracte tout les muscles de *** corps dans un orgasme intense. Elle en tremble de bonheur. Raymond écroulé au côté de sa femme ordonne à Aline de nettoyer à la fois *** sexe et le cul d'Yvette. Celle-ci s'exécute avec plaisir.
Il est temps de quitter le couple, après quelques derniers baisers et caresses, revêtue de ses vêtements sec, Aline que le plaisir rend plus sexy, reprend d'un pas guilleret sa tournée qui touche à sa fin

Saluant une dernière retraitée à qui elle vient de remettre sa pension, Aline prend la direction du bureau de poste terminant très en retard une tournée qui restera gravée dans sa mémoire. Approchant du bureau, Aline s'interroge sur l'accueil de *** chef de bureau et sur le devenir des clichés qui ont été pris par à la Mairie et par Yvette.
C'est avec un large sourire qu'Aline pousse la porte du bureau étonnamment vide, seule Evelyne, sa meilleure collègue est présente. Elle s'adresse à Aline avec un large sourire lui demandant si la tournée avait été agréable.
« Tu ne peux pas imaginer » lui répond Aline... mais où ***t passé les collègues demande-t-elle.
Sans répondre, Evelyne embrasse la jeune femme, lui souhaitant un joyeux anniversaire. Elle l'informe que sa mission consiste à lui bander ses yeux pour qu'elle puisse finir de découvrir *** cadeau.
« Pourquoi, tu me dis finir... per***ne ne me l'a souhaité ce matin » s'étonne la jeune postière.
« Tu comprendras, tout à l'heure » répond de manière énigmatique Evelyne en lui bandant les yeux.
Evelyne guide la jeune jusqu'à la salle de tri lui promettant beaucoup de bonheur. Dès *** entrée, elle entend des murmures. Evelyne guide Aline au milieu de la pièce et lui propose de partir à la recherche de ses cadeaux qui se trouvent autour d'elle.
Les yeux bandés, Aline avance prudemment, sa main se pose sur un torse velu... après un moment de surprise elle fait glisser sa main vers le bas jusqu'à ce qu'elle identifie un sexe long et fin mais en érection. Un baiser ponctué d'un joyeux anniversaire surprend la jeune femme dont la main ne quitte pas le sexe pour le branler lentement.
Elle poursuit sa recherche en pivotant sur elle-même découvre un, deux, jusqu'à six sexes. A chaque découverte le propriétaire salue Aline d'un baiser appuyé et lui souhaita bon anniversaire.
Evelyne encourage la jeune femme et ajoute : « Profite ma belle, ses queues raides ***t là pour toi, pour ton seul plaisir.... tu as un crédit de 21 orgasmes, une jouissance par année offerte par ses mâles que tu découvriras plus tard, es-tu heureuse de ce cadeau ? »
Pour toute réponse Aline entreprend de sucer et de branler chacune des queues ainsi offertes. Pendant un long moment, la jeune femme gourmande dévore les sexes, lèche, suce les glands comme autant de cornets de glace arrachant des râles de plaisir. Durant tout ce temps, elle sent les caresses de multiples mains sur ses seins, sa nuque, *** ventre, ses cuisses et bien sur *** sexe. Pour sa part, Evelyne immortalise la scène en la filmant.
Avant que les hommes ne puissent retenir leur semence, Evelyne allonge la jeune femme sur une table, installant un coussin pour relever *** bassin et mieux offrir ses orifices. Toujours les yeux bandés, Aline entend le bruit caractéristique de plusieurs bouteilles de champagne débouchées. Très vite, elle sent un liquide frais caresser la pointe de ses tétons mais aussi glisser le long de *** ventre, pénétrer *** sexe. Le froid produit de délicieuses sensations lorsque le nectar pénètre *** vagin et glisse le long de sa raie. Elle bascule *** bassin pour mieux absorber le liquide glacé dans *** sexe ouvert par deux mains prévenantes.
Aline sent des lèvres se posées sur les siennes et un liquide envahir sa bouche. Evelyne vient d'offrir un peu de champagne à la jeune Aline dont l'ensemble du corps et parcouru par les six langues récoltant le divin nectar. Les langues envahissent chaque recoin, *** sexe est fouillé par une langue qui lape le champagne procurant une montée irrésistible du plaisir. Aline se tord de bonheur, *** corps entier s'offre indécent allant au devant des multiples caresses pour exploser une première fois.
Acte 2 du cadeau, Aline est allongée, offrant *** vagin et *** sexe aux mâles impatients de la pénétrer pour la mener vers l'extase. Tandis que deux langues s'amusent à mordiller les tétons de la jeune femme, un premier sexe la pénètre s'activant avec vigueur pour rapidement décharger sa semence sur *** ventre. Aline est pénétrée par six membres à la suite sans répits. Elle connait une série orgasmes qui la laisse pantelante.
Evelyne participe à la fête en nettoyant les queues puis le ventre d'Aline. Elle saisie l'occasion pour lui lécher le clitoris, le sexe ainsi que *** anus provoquant un nouvel orgasme à la jeune femme, hyper sensible.
Le bandeau sur les yeux d'Aline est enlevé. Elle découvre autour d'elle : le boulanger, le Maire, *** chef de bureau, Raymond et deux collègues. Pour remercier, ces hommes du plaisir apporté, elle saute au cou de chacun afin de lui faire un french kiss profond et appuyé. Et Evelyne, sa collègue organisatrice de sa journée, bénéficie pour sa part, à un léchage de chatte en règle jusqu'à ce que l'orgasme la submerge devant les six mâles qui retrouvent une vigueur certaine en se branlant devant la scène.

Soudain des coups ré***nent à la porte du local. Evelyne entraine Aline qui oubliant sa tenue d'Eve, ouvre la porte et découvre un immense gâteau d'anniversaire porté par la patronne de la Civette et Yvette, la bourgeoise
Aussitôt la pâtisserie posée sur la table, Aline se jette aux cous des deux femmes qui bien sûr en profitent pour caresser de manière très intime la jeune et jolie postière. Dans une ambiance très détendue, chacun se restaure et reprend des ******, non sans jouer de manière très coquine avec la crème chantilly et les fraises qui parsèment le gâteau anniversaire.
Des matelas ont fait leurs apparitions pour l'acte trois du cadeau d'anniversaire. Placée à quatre pattes, Aline prend en bouche de nouveau les six sexes aidée par les deux autres femmes. Le boulanger prépare par l'anus de la jeune femme à la série de sodomies qui doit suivre. Le Maire présente le premier *** membre épais à l'entrée du cul d'Aline. Le gland violacé écarte lentement les chairs de la jeune femme qui soupire jusqu'à gémir de plaisir quand le sexe la remplit. Le maire accélère ses mouvements ressortant *** sexe pour mieux enculer la jeune femme. Rapidement, il se libère à longs jets dans le cul de la jeune femme déclenchant une nouvelle jouissance qui submerge la jeune femme.
Le Maire cède sa place au boulanger qui pénètre facilement Aline tant l'anus est ouvert et lubrifié par le sperme du Maire. Maintenu en érection par les deux autres femmes qui ne manquent pas de caresses, chaque homme se succède dans le cul d'Aline. Elle connait à chaque éjaculation, un orgasme intense dans chaque fibre de *** corps
Le dernier à sodomiser la jeune femme est *** chef de bureau qui prend *** temps pour décharger dans le fondement de *** employée. Le cul débordant de sperme, la jeune femme se présente celui-ci à Yvette et Evelyne qui se régalent de cette semence. L'action des deux langues ne tarde pas à laisser Adeline comme un pantin sans ***** après un ultime et énorme orgasme.
Pour le final, Aline est littéralement portée par ces deux collègues afin d'être empalée sur le sexe de *** chef de bureau qui lui malaxe les seins pour la laisser reprendre ses esprits avant d'entreprendre un va et vient infernal dans *** sexe lui procurant quasiment immédiatement un orgasme tant *** corps est tendue par le plaisir.
Raymond décide alors de planter sa longue queue dans le cul de la jeune femme qui reçoit également le sexe d'un collègue dans la bouche. Cette triple pénétration donne des idées à Yvette qui souhaite bénéficier du même traitement. Evelyne pour sa part se lance dans une masturbation active de *** clitoris.
C'est alors un déchainement de soupirs, de cris de plaisirs et de gémissement qui emporte l'ensemble des participants au septième ciel dans un orgasme collectif synonyme d'un déluge de sperme et de cyprine.
Le silence fait suite à ce déchainement de plaisir... Après un long moment, les trois femmes se retrouvent sous la douche. Evelyne et Yvette en profitent pour faire une toilette poussée et très coquine d'une Aline épuisée mais qui connait un ultime orgasme sous les caresses précises des deux femmes.
Chacun se retrouve ensuite pour admirer et contempler les photos et la vidéo remisent à Aline comme ultime cadeau pour *** 21ème anniversaire qui restera dans sa mémoire.

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My ************* New Bride


Donna and I had been an item for almost three years and had been living together for the past two of those three years. We both always seemed to be apart with our careers taking over our lives, however we still decided that we should get married and the wedding was only another three weeks away. My parents-in-law seemed to approve of our relationship with Donna's ****** Carol loving the idea of having a future ********. Tom on the other hand was a little reluctant at the thought of loosing his ******** to some Johnny comes lately. I knew I could bring him around however it might take something little special.

We had purchased a house in almost the same neighbor hood and he was always over doing things around the house which suited me as I Was busy with my own career. It was just another weekend with Donna being away on business as I woke to another beautiful Saturday morning. I slipped on my robe and headed down stairs to grab the paper and a cup of much needed coffee. I decided to wait for breakfast and soon thought that I would do some shopping down at the mall. I headed back upstairs and into the walk in robe to grab something to wear after my shower when I stopped to admire Donna's wedding gown which hung in the walk in

It was a long white off the shoulder number with a plunging bodice that would show her small but perky breasts. It was backless however the strapless bra she had selected would be perfect. I ran my hands over the silky material and imagined what she would look like in it. I was with here when she tried it on and loved the things she had also purchased to wear under it.

The dress would be complimented with a white lace corset with white lace suspenders and stockings along with the cute little white lace strapless bra and panties. The high strappy heels would highlight her long legs and I knew that I would enjoy seeing her on our wedding night with them high around her ears. My mind wandered as I ran my hands again over the soft material and soon found that the feel of the material was infact arousing me.

My cock began to harden as I continued to stroke the soft material and the feeling to petit on was ever so strong. I stared at the dress for what seemed an eternity and I soon wondered what it would look like on me.

The more I studied it and touched it, the more I became turned on. I thought about it more until I couldn't stand it any more. I had to have it on. I found I was no longer in control as I searched Donna's wardrobe for the lingerie she planned to wear under it. I tried the shoes and they fitted perfectly. My heart raced as I put the things out on the bed and Selected Donna's blonde wig from her dressing room. I know what makeup I wanted to wear and selected that also. The dress and blonde hair would look lovely with peach eye shadow and pink lipstick. I laid them out and headed for the shower.

The water felt so good as it ran down my body as the the more I thought about wearing her pretty things until my cock strained to be touched. I was as tall as her and my body hair was almost non existent with my fair features. I was excited as I dried myself off and headed back to our room. I slipped on the corset and sat on the bed as I slowly pulled each stocking up my legs attaching them to the suspender straps. I slipped on the heels and did them up and headed to do my make up.

Foundation was first followed by a hint of eyeliner,some black mascara,eye shadow and eyebrows followed by some lip liner and lipstick. I pulled the wig on and brushed it down, then applied a hint of hair spray. Last was the lip gloss to complete my makeup. I headed back and slipped on my panties and then stepped into the dress. I managed to zip it up at the back and ran my hands down it to brush out any wrinkles. Last came the veil and as I stood back I could see the reflection of a new bride standing before me. God I thought to myself I look so beautiful. It fitted perfectly and I could pass for a new bride for anyone. As I continued to stare at my reflection I could see something on the extreme edge of the mirror and as I turned around there stood my future ******** –law Tom. My body went numb as I stood frozen before him dressed in his ********'s pretty wedding dress. There was a strange smile on his face as he looked like the cat that had swallowed the canary and before I could get any sort of explanation he was the first to speak.

"Well Christopher what have we got here?"

My mind raced as I tried to think of something feasible to say,however the words wouldn't come out.

"So you like dressing as a woman do you?"

I stammered but the words still didn't come forth.

"You don't have anything to say Christopher or should I say Christine?"

He again laughed as he knew that he was in full control of the situation.

"Well this can go two ways."

"I could leave and the whole thing would come out."

"Or I could stay and you will do exactly what I say with no questions and no one has to know."

I lowered my eyes from his face and he knew the answer to his question.

"Good,you've made the correct choice."

"Now let me tell you what is going to happen."

"For a number of years Donna's ****** and I haven't been intimate."

"She was very good in bed and I liked what she did to please me."

"I see that you like dressing as a woman,so do you like being one?"

"I'm going to give you a chance at being one."

"And I'm sure you will be."

My mind was a blank as I knew what he wanted and I soon realized that I was going to be his new bitch. I shook my head and acknowledged his intentions.

"Good Christine you do catch on quickly."

"Now why don't you slip off that pretty dress?"

"After all we don't want any cum on Donna's pretty wedding dress now do we?"

I unzipped the white dress and lowered it to the floor, then stepped out of it and placed it on the chair at the end of the bed.

Tom stood there looking me over and I could see he liked what he saw.

"My Christine you make a fine looking woman."

"I'm going to enjoy our time together."

"Tell me have you ever had cock in that pretty mouth of yours?"

I found that I was shaking my head letting him know that I had never sucked a mans cock.

"Well a virgin too."

"I'm sure with a little practice you will become very adapt at taking my cock in that sweet mouth and you will soon learn to swallow all the cum I give you."

"I also like the idea that I will be the first to fuck that cute little fanny of yours."

The evil smile on his face told me that it would soon be very uncomfortable for me and that I would also be come accustomed to his cock in my arse as well.

"Now I'm sure you want to please your new daddy?"

"Don't you sweetheart?"

He was in complete control and I would be ****** to do what ever I was told as I didn't want anyone let alone Donna to find out my dark secret. As I moved closer his hand reached out and he pulled me to him. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the bulge in his trouser pressing hard against my thigh. His arms were around me as he pressed his lips roughly against mine, and then used his tongue to enter my mouth where it began to explore my oral cavity. His hands gripped my butt cheeks tightly as his fingers dug into the softness of my buttocks through the soft white material of my panties.

I had never been with a guy before with the exception of a good friend from years ago by the name of Jeff. It was one weekend and we were at home together while his parents were away when Jeff decided to put some porn on. We had been ******** a few beers and soon we were both very horny. Jeff raised the issue first that it always felt good if someone else touched your cock. He went up stairs to his room and came back dressed only in a white toweling robe. He removed it and as I looked at his tight body there was something which stirred inside me as this was the first time I had seen another guys cock up close. I too was ready to sample some buddy wanking as I quickly removed my things and sat naked next to him, then took his cock in my hand. I stroked it long and hard and he was soon very erect. Jeff was working my cock over and I was so fucking hard. He liked what I was doing as he was returning the favor.

I was going to cum as my eyes focused on the porno, which showed a woman going down on a guy and she looked as if she was enjoying it. Jeff bent forward and moved his head and mouth toward my stiffened cock. His lips parted and he lowered his head onto it letting in slide almost all the way inside. God it felt so good and I didn't want him to stop as his hot. Mouth felt so good on my cock shaft and I wanted to cum in his hot mouth. I couldn't bring myself to return the favor, however that didn't seem to mind as I continued to stroke him, where It didn't take long until my cock exploded in Jeff's mouth and I watched as he gulped my cum down his throat.

His own cock soon shot its load high into the air sending his cum splashing down all over my hand. I slowed my pace and as I finished stroking his cock we both lay exhausted and contented but I never got the chance to continue where we left off. Now I was the one that was being used by someone else for their and not my pleasure. I knew in time that I would be doing what Jeff had once done to me. Tom continued to French kiss me as his hands explored my body and pressed against my own cock through my panties.

My ************** placed his large hand on my shoulder and applying pressure ****** me to my knees on the thick carpeted floor. The bulge in his trousers was now at my face level when he grabbed my head and held it tightly.

"Take it out," he ordered me.

My shaking hands moved to the zipper, where my fingers fumbled to grasp it until I finally took a hold. The sound of it being unzipped echoed through the bedroom as I pulled it down, and then undid the belt letting his trousers fall to the floor. I slipped my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down over his hips, his thighs and down over his knees. His cock sprung from the material as it freed it's self and was now jutting out from his body. My eyes were wide open as I starred at his mammoth cock. It was all of 11" in length and thick like a baseball bat. It had a deep purple color and the head was the color of a rich red wine. The veins ran the length of his shaft and it was moving as the ***** pumped into it, twitching like it had a mind of its own.

There was no way that I would be able to take his monster in my mouth let alone any other part of my anatomy. It would ***** me I thought to myself and if he did have any thought of fucking me, this thing would defiantly do my arse some severe damage.

"So you like what you see do you," he smirked.

"You don't have to worry honey."

"By the time I'm finished you will be able to take it all in your mouth and your man pussy."

"Now I bet you never sucked before have you?"

"No," I blurted out.

"Then why don't you think about how Donna does it and you do the same to me?"

He was right. One thing about Donna was that she loved to suck cock. She had been taught well and I couldn't take the credit for it. I remember the first time she took me in her mouth and how she made me cum almost immediately. She would use her tongue to make my shaft nice and wet, then take each of my balls in her mouth where she would suck and roll them around, until they were nice and wet with her hot saliva. As she was sucking me she would insert a finger in my anus and once locating my prostate she would massage it until there was not return. I came so hard like never before and she swallowed it all down with out missing a single drop. Donna also had the ability to bring me off so dam quick.

I was now ready for my introduction of giving head as I poked my tongue out and it touched the head of his cock. It tasted different like a musty taste with a hint of urine as I rolled my tongue over the head then dragged it down the underside of his cock. I used my lips to massage the shaft leaving a trail of my lipstick and there was some on the head of his cock as I licked it like an ice-cream. I massaged his balls which hung from under his cock shaft and then licked each like Donna did, taking one and then the other into my mouth as I used my hand to stroke him. His cock swelled even more and he was beginning to moan as I worked feverously on his manhood. He held my head even tighter as his hips moved back and forth as he moved his cock toward my lips where he pushed it against them and tried to ***** it into my mouth. I opened them wide and stretched my jaw muscles to try and accommodate his weapon, but soon realized that it would be an impossible task. He was thrusting his hips and the head of his cock was soon touching the back of my throat. I was controlling my gag reflex at this stage and I was beginning to breathe easier.

"Oh yeah suck it baby," he moaned.

"Suck daddy's big dick."

"Daddy loves his new baby girl and you want to please him don't you?"

I knew I was achieving that as I sucked and used my tongue. I now tasted his precum, which was beginning to ooze from the opening in the head of his cock. I quickly wet my finger and moved it behind him, where locating his anal opening I pressed it into his hole. this began to open up and take my finger inside his warm tunnel. I pushed it in until the knuckle was against the rim and as I touched his gland I could feel his cock become even harder.

"Yes baby oh god yes," he moaned.

"Oh you're going to make daddy cum, you little cock sucker."

I readied myself to receive his cum down my throat, however that wasn't where he wanted it. He released his grip on my head and then took my hand dragging me to my feet and toward the bed. He lifted me and laid me on my back then took the remainder of his clothing off. His massive frame now moved between my legs, where he pushed them apart to expose my opening. He hitched my ankles over his broad shoulders and the head of his cock now probed my entrance. I tried to relax my body and let him have his way, however it was so big. There was some resistance at first but it soon started to enter me. Tom grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his cock as my love tunnel was now stretching wide to take his cock as he pushed and grunted until he was finally deep in side my anus. His hand covered my mouth to prevent my cries for him to stop as he slowly pulled out, then pushed back in and before long his penetration of me was becoming easier. He was now fucking me and I was laying there on my back like the slut I was as he used my virgin arse for his pleasure.

Glancing at my reflection in the dressing table mirror I could now see myself dressed in Donna's pretty things with my white, stocking encased legs and ankles up around my ears and my future ****** –in-law fucking me like some stud. He continued to thrust in and out of my now accommodating anus, as the sweat from his brow splashed down onto my chest. He was masturbating my cock in rhythm to his thrusts and I so wanted to cum.

"Don't you dare cum until I tell you too my little slut,"he hissed.

"I'll tell you when you can."

"If you're a good little sissy boy,daddy might even let you shoot your cum."

"I bet my ******** would find it amusing to see her future husband being fucked like the little cock whore he is."

I could hear myself grunt with each thrust and as I gazed into his eyes I could see that he was now well on the way to finishing inside me. His strokes increased in rate and he worked hard to focus all his attention into getting himself off in his new bride. I was his now and he intended to use me even after our wedding day. He had me just where he wanted me and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he screamed as I felt his cock shoot its load deep inside me. He continued to thrust in and out until there was nothing left for him to give me. I heard the plop sound as his cock softened and he pulled out of me, His seed now ran out of my enlarged anal opening and down between my legs.

Tom used me all over the weekend and I was taken in both openings everywhere in the house. . I was made to wear even more of Donna's pretty things when on Saturday evening I was made to dress in one of her short dressed with just a bra, panties underneath it with just heels and no stockings with Tom telling me that I would be his date for the night. He took me to an adult theatre he frequented, where during the show I was made to go down on him until he came in my mouth. After intermission he had arranged that I would go down on his friend until he too came in my mouth. I was now his slut and he would introduce me to many of his friends in the future.

It had been almost two weeks since Tom had caught me wearing Donna's wedding dress and in that time I was well into my training as his new play thing. He had done everything to make me feel like the woman or the whore he wanted me to be from servicing both him and other men in the picture theatre, to where would take me out late at night to some clubs he knew. He would ring me at work and tell me what to be wearing when he would be over as Donna was still away on business and we would have the house to ourselves. Tom would make me wear some of Donna's things and he had also taken me shopping to purchase others for my exclusive use. Donna rang me on the Thursday evening and told me that her job would keep her in the city for another week and that she would return by Thursday, the week of our wedding, which was to be on the Saturday. I was glad to have that time, as I needed to sit down with Tom and explain that this cannot go on as I will soon marry Donna and that once we were husband and wife, there would be little time nor opportunities for him to use me. It was while planning my talk that the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Christopher Andrews."

"How is my little fuck toy?"

"Hi Tom."

"Listen, I want you dressed real nice as I am taking you somewhere special tonight."

"You can wear that nice long red dress of Donna's with matching underwear."

"And I want you to be a blonde."

"Tom, I really can't tonight," I interrupted.

"Listen to me you little slut."

"If you don't want people to see the pictures of you dressed, then you will do what you are told."

"Tom, it's just."

"Never mind the just bit you little bitch."

"You will do what ever I want?"

"Understand?"

"Yes."

"Good."

"Now I will pick you up and you better be ready or else."

I hung up the phone and headed upstairs to prepare.

I went to Donna's wardrobe and picked out the evening dress Tom had ordered me to wear, then located a red lace ¼ cup bra and thong. I also found some red heels and a pair of flesh coloured sheer pantyhose. I showered and checked my body for any body hair, which may have been visible, then exited the shower and got dressed. I applied my makeup and slipped into my panties, pantyhose and heels, followed by my bra and finally my dress. Last came my blonde wig and red lipstick with a final coat of lip-gloss. I had become very proficient with the makeup and when looking in the mirror I could pass as a woman to almost anyone. I grabbed my purse and took the lipstick and perfume, together with some money and waited for Tom to arrive. He was right on time as I locked the front door and headed for his car.

My heels clicked on the concrete path as I opened the door and slid into the passenger's seat. Tom was smoking one of his cigars and he greeted me with that evil grin.

"Wow you sure look good."

I smiled in acknowledgment as the car moved away from the curb and headed into town.

"You look good enough to eat if I was that way inclined," he laughed.

"Now here's the deal."

"We are going to an exclusive club."

"We will have dinner and that will be enough time for guys to check you out."

"Then you are to pick up someone in the bar and you will do what ever that person wants."

"I don't care where or what type of sex you have but you will do it."

"Understand?"

"Yes Tom."

"I will be watching you and if you don't do as you have been instructed the pictures will be on your boss's desk on Monday morning."

"Is everything clear?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Now we have a little time before we get to the club so why don't you slide over here and show me how much you want to please me?"

I knew what he wanted as I moved closer to him. I undid the belt on his trousers and then the button, pulling the zipper down and slipping my hand inside his trousers pulling his cock free. It was almost hard as I began to massage the shaft long and slow. In the dim light I could see the precum ooze from the eye and it glistened as it leaked over the head of his cock. I lowered my head onto it and let my tongue do the work rolling it around and over the thick mushroom head. I could taste him as I ran my tongue under the shaft and to his swollen balls. He began to moan as I continued to lick his cock shaft and concentrated on pleasing him. His hand moved behind my head as he pushed it further down. I opened my lips and mouth and let it enter my opening as I moved my head up and down letting my lips massage his shaft. He pushed and pulled my head on and off it, increasing the rhythm to where my head was working on his cock without ant assistance.

"Oh yeah that's it."

"Suck daddy's big thick cock."

"I'm so fucking close."

"Oh."

"Oh fuck."

"Oh Shittttttttttttttttttttttttt," he yelled as the first jet of his hot cum hit that back of my throat. I gulped it down as one after another stream of his hot sticky liquid entered my mouth. I closed my lips tight so as to not let any escape. I gobbled it up until I felt the last of it drain from his penis. I left my mouth on his softening cock until I had licked every last drop from him and then rearranged his attire. I took out my purse and applied another coat of lipstick and some lip-gloss, then straightened my hair. I was now ready for my next encounter.

We had arrived and as the doorman opened my door he caught a good eye full of my stocking encased thigh. As I exited the car thanking him and his "thank you ma'am," brought a smile to my face. If only he knew I thought to myself as I followed Tom into the club where we were shown to our table in a small-secluded cubicle which was well out of sight. He ordered champagne and the waiter pulled my chair out and let me be seated. There were several men at the bar and there were some indeed that were checking me out. I smiled at a few as Tom watched me work the crowd.

"That one," Tom pointed out.

There at the end of the bar was a short, overweight and balding man who looked like a salesman at a sales convention. He wasn't the best looking guy in the place but Tom was insistent that he would be the one. His eyes met mine and he smiled as I acknowledged him. I too another mouth full of my champagne and then slid from my chair and headed in his direction. As I walked toward him I could hear other men acknowledge my existence as I now approached the man at the end of the bar. I stopped and stood next to him.

"Hello," I politely smiled.

"I'm Christine."

He took another mouthful of his ***** and turned to me.

"Hello."

"I'm Steve."

"Steve Briggs," he replied as his hand reached out to mine.

His handshake was that of a wet fish and I could feel the sweat of his palm.

"Nice to meet you Steve."

"And nice to meet you Christine."

"Tell me Steve are you here alone?"

"Yes I am."

"Do you have a room here in the hotel?"

"No I don't."

"But I have a car in the carpark out back."

"Is it a big car?"

"Why yes it is."

"I like big cars."

"Would you like to show it too me?"

"Sure," came his eager reply.

"Then let me grab my purse and we can go."

I walked back to where Tom sat and grabbed my purse.

"His car in the carpark."

"Beautiful," Tom replied.

I joined Steve and headed for the carpark, which was at the end of a small alleyway. As we moved out of sight Steve grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. His mouth was immediately on mine as he kissed me roughly and his hand pressed against my thigh trying to hitch my dress up. I struggled but he was stronger and his tongue now entered my mouth where he used it to explore every inch of my oral cavity, My hands pressed against his chest as I again tried to push him away. Another couple walked by and they looked at us. All they would see was a guy and a girl in the midst of some heavy petting in a cold and dark alley. The guy smiled at Steve with that look of give the bitch a good fucking. I continued to try and reason with him but appeared to be of little use.

"Steve please not here," I begged.

"Christine you are one hot bitch and I want you."

"Please Steve lets take it a bit slower,"

"Ok?"

"Sure Christine," Steve hissed as he ushered me to his car, where on arrival he opened the door and I was ushered into the back seat where Steve climbed in behind me. I settled into the soft plush leather seat when he again grabbed me and pressed his mouth on mine. I struggled to breathe as his tongue again entered my mouth at the same time he pushed his hand up my dress.

"Please Steve, relax, and take it easy."

"Come on Christine you wouldn't have asked me out here if you didn't want sex."

"Let's take it slow ok?"

"No," he shouted.

"Don't give me that *****"

"Please I don't think that you understand the situation," I told him.

"Oh I understand you prick teasing bitch," he hissed as his hand leashed out striking me across the face. His stare told me that he meant business as I tried to again reason with him.

"Please Steve let me go."

"No you cock teaser."

"It was your idea to join me and I'm going to fuck you."

"Oh god no Steve, please let me go?"

He pushed me back into the seat and hitched my dress up around my waist, exposing my pantyhose and the lace panties I wore beneath them. I panicked, as I knew that as soon as he realised that I was not what he thought that he would hurt me. It was no use protesting as he was going to have his way with me. His hands grabbed the crutch of my pantyhose and he tore a large hole in them. His stubby fingers reached for the soft material of my panties and he pulled them to one side and my penis sprung free.

"Please Steve, I can explain," I pleaded.

His eye lit up as they focused on my prick.

"Oh yeah baby." he remarked.

"It looks so good."

His head moved forward and his lips opened, taking my cock into his mouth. His head began to bob up and down on it as he sucked and licked the shaft. My mind went numb as his mouth worked my shaft. God I was hard and I wanted to cum so much in his hot mouth. His finger slipped between my legs and probed my anal opening as he continued to stimulate my cock. I could feel myself moan deep down in my throat as it found its mark and entered me. Steve began to finger fuck me as he sucked my cock. My hands gripped his head as I pushed my cock deeper into his mouth.

"Oh yeah lover," I moaned.

"Suck my man clit," I cooed.

Steve was now working on me and my cock was so fucking hard. The light in the car came on as the door opened and Tom slide into the back seat with us.

"I see you like Steve, Christine," he smirked.

"Oh fuck yes," I hissed through gritted teeth.

"I thought you might," he again smirked.

Tom unzipped himself and pulled his cock free, and then he grabbed my head and pulled my face toward it. My mouth opened to accept his cock as my new lover continued to lick and suck me at the same time his finger tickled my prostate. I too worked on Tom's cock taking it deep into my mouth. Steve's mouth now left my cock and he readied me for my fucking.

He pushed me onto the seat and spread my legs wide as he positioned himself between them and steered his cock to my anal opening. My legs were now over his shoulders as his cock pushed against the resistance.

"I forgot to tell you that Steve likes girlie boys especially their man pussies," Tom smirked.

I now knew that this was a set up and that Tom was letting another of his friends use me. Steve pushed his cock into me and it was stretching to accommodate him. He grunted and groaned as he fought to push it deeper and deeper. I lay motionless letting him enter me, as I knew that if I struggled against him he would hurt me.

"So I told you that she was hot Steve," he smiled.

"Yeah Tom she is one horny little bitch."

"I'm going to enjoy fucking her cute arse."

"I'm sure you will enjoy my little slut," Tom laughed.

"She is so tight and hot."

Steve was now inside me as he started to fuck me hard pushing deeper and deeper with each shove. I had been used several times already and my man pussy was now starting to accept cock without as much pain as the first time. He spat on his hand filling the palm with his wet saliva as it found my cock. He wrapped his fingers around its thickness and began to stroke it in rhythm to his cock pushing and pulling in and out of me. I was being fucked like the slut I had become and Steve liked the thought of it being against my will. He pulled the upper half of my dress down over my shoulders exposing my tiny lace bra. Next he pulled it down exposing my nipples. His mouth was on one and he pulled the other between his thumb and forefinger. My nipples were so sensitive as the pain radiated from them throughout my body. I was panting like some wild ****** as I lay there letting both men use me. I was so hot and I wanted to be fucked and feel Toms cum in my mouth. I would not have to wait too long to have my wish granted.

Steve pounded my man pussy as Tom continued to fuck my mouth. My cock was rock hard and I wanted to shoot its load all over my body. I could taste Tom's precum and his cock began so secrete even more. It caught me un prepared as he thrust again and his cock shot its first load into my mouth. He pulled his cock from between my lips and I watched as he masturbated it, letting the rest of his cum shoot over my face. It hit my nose, my eyes and landed on my neck. It dribbled from my cheek onto the seat where Steve had watched this as he too pushed one last time, with his cock exploding in my anal tunnel. He continued to thrust into me shooting more and deeper into my bowel. I felt him slump forward as he finished everything. Tom pushed the last of his load from the eye of his cock and he used it to spread the now cooling liquid over my lips and mouth. Steve pulled out of me and I could now feel his seed ooze between my legs. I would be ****** to lick both their cocks clean and I again had been prevented from satisfying myself.

I lay on the seat of the car with Toms dry cum covering my face and Steve's leaking from my anal opening, I could see that it was almost daylight and the two of them stood smoking outside. I pulled my panties back over my cock and adjusted my dress as I turned the handle of the door and exited the car. I was unsteady on my feet as my body ached from the pounding it had just taken. Both men smiled at me as I reached for a cigarette and joined them. Steve made small talk telling Tom that my performance was great and that he considered it a pleasure to help me with my training. He also told him that at any time if things never worked out with Tom that he would be more than happy to take his place and that I would be a more than suitable play thing for him. Tom let Steve know that he also was more than happy with me and there was no way that I would be let go. They put out their cigarettes and Steve left. I joined Tom in the car and we headed for home. I tried to clean myself up as best I could and I re-applied some make up so at least look presentable should anyone see us on our trip home. As Tom turned into the driveway of the house I noticed the light on in the lounge and I didn't remember leaving it on. Tom turned the engine off and we exited the car and headed inside, the key turned in the lock and I let the two of us in asking Tom to pour us a ***** while I went upstairs to shower and change, however I wouldn't get the opportunity to do so.

As I walked past the lounge I heard a voice call out.

"Honey is that you?"

That voice was unmistakable. It was Donna and she was now standing at the door.

"Daddy?"

"Christopher?"

She stood looking at the two of us, her eyes wide and bewildered.

She again focused on my face and her eyes searched my body.

"Christopher," she again asked.

"It's Christine," Tom told her.

"Oh my god."

"Christopher," she again stammered.

My mind searched for something to say but I couldn't get the words out.

"Oh daddy what have you done?"

"Relax baby," Tom told her.

"It's simple."

"Christopher here likes being a woman and I'm helping him to make the adjustment to being one."

"He is doing real good and in time will make a perfect plaything for the both of us."

Tom walked to his ******** and took her in his arms. His mouth pressed against her lips as his tongue explored her mouth. Donna didn't resist; in fact she returned his kiss as the two of them were locked together. After several minutes they broke their embrace and Donna again focused her attention toward me.

"So daddy is she as good as the last one?" Donna asked her ******.

"Yes baby she is."

"Soon she will suck cock as good as you."

Donna smiled at her ******.

"That good," she laughed.

My mind was again numb as I soon realised that the two of them were more than ****** and ********. This couldn't be. There is no way that they could possibly; I again searched for answers.

"Yes Christopher," smiled Tom.

"Donna and I have been lovers for some time until you came a long."

"When I caught you dressed in her things it gave me a perfect out."

"A chance to get rid of you."

"But you were too good to pass up."

"And now you will part of our little love nest."

Donna smiled at me as she acknowledged her ******'s words. I had been fooled and I was now part of the family deceit and a part of Toms' sick world and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Tom looked at Donna."

"Honey why don't you take Christine upstairs and let her shower and change," he smiled.

"And when she is ready you can also change and assist me in her training."

"Yes daddy," came Donna's reply.

Donna took my hand and led me upstairs to our room. She helped remove my things and then took me to the shower; she washed me, as I stood bewildered as I tried to struggle with my new surroundings. Donna dried my body and then applied my makeup. She dressed me in a white lace bra and panties with white suspenders and stockings. She placed a pair of white heels on my feet and then applied my makeup and my new red long wig. A final touch of red lipstick and lip-gloss and I was now ready. Donna instructed me to go down stairs and join Tom, where she would soon join the both of us. I was still numb as I made my way down the stairs to the lounge joining Tom. He handed me a glass of champagne and we waited for Donna to arrive. Tom stood dressed only in his robe as he had showered in the guestroom and was now ready to have some fun. I could hear the shower upstairs telling me Donna was getting herself ready. Almost 20 minutes passed before she made her way down the stairs.

She was now completely transformed into a Dominatrix with her black patient leather, thigh high boots and black leather corset. Her hair was jelled and pulled back tight and her makeup was heavy and sluttish. She carried a riding crop in one hand and she wore now panties with her outfit. Her pussy had been shaved smooth and the corset made her breasts push up and exposed her nipples. I could feel my cock begin to harden as she walked to where we both stood. Her hand reached out and with the riding crop she pushed the robe from her ******'s shoulders. It fell to the floor leaving Tom naked in front of her. There was a leather strap around his testicles, which applied pressure to them, ******* the ***** into his cock, which was now rock hard. She ran the crop along the length of his cockshaft, and then moved it to her red painted lips. Donna used the crop to motion him to his knees in front of her as his eyes now gazed into her eyes for she was now in control.

"So my little slave you have been using Christine for your own pleasure," she hissed.

Tom lowered his eyes from hers.

"Yes Mistress Donna," he stammered.

"And does she sock your cock real good?"

"Yes Mistress," he replied.

"Well I guess that you enjoyed it?"

"Yes mistress."

"And did you fuck her cute little man pussy?"

"Yes mistress I did."

"And was it good?"

"Yes mistress it was."

"Well you know what you have to do now don't you?"

"Yes mistress."

Donna sat on the large leather chair and opened her legs both high and wide. Her cleanly shaven pussy was now fully exposed and I could see the pinkness of the inside her cunt as she inserted her fingers, parting her pussy lips. Tom knelt before her and moved his face closer to Mistress Donna's crutch, where his tongue began to lick her slit. He would start from the bottom and work his way up to the top of her stomach. The slurping sounds told me that Donna was already wet as she watched her ****** service her Vagina. His hands gripped her thighs as he pushed his face into her mound. He was working hard to please her and I remembered how much Donna liked to be licked and sucked. He would move to the opening of her anal hole and endeavoured to push his tongue inside her anus, as he started rimming her and she liked what his tongue was doing. Her eyes were firmly fixed on me as I stood and watched Tom at work. His cock twitched as it jutted from below his stomach and the precum seeped from the end of it. Donna's eyes were now closed and when she did open them there was that glazed look which told me that she was being turned on as her ****** as he licked and sucked her clit, making it nice and hard.

"Finger me," she hissed.

Tom moved his finger to her clit where he began to push it against the spot, where he began roll it in a circular motion. Donna was wet and her pussy glistened as her juices flowed. Tome soon had one, then two fingers inside his ******** and he was using them to finger fuck his baby girl.

"Oh yes daddy."

"That feels so fucking good," she mouthed.

I had never heard her use that sort of language, then there was a lot I never knew about her as until now.

"Finger my cunt you dirty little slave," she again ordered him.

Tom worked feverously to please his mistress and it was working as Donna's head fell back and she again closed her eyes. My cock wanted to explode as I now found my hand inside my panties as I stroked it. My eyes closed as I began to work on getting myself off at the sight before me when I felt the sting of the riding crop across my cock.

"Not yet bitch," Donna hissed.

"I'll tell you when you can do that."

"Understand?"

"Yes Mistress," I replied.

She continued to let Tom play with her until she decided that I needed to be satisfied.

"Enough," she told her ****** as she pushed him away.

"Now daddy."

"Sit on the chair and I want to watch Christine suck your cock."

Tom made his way to the chair as Donna moved to me.

"Now my pretty little bitch."

"Let's see how much you have learnt?"

"But first take of your panties."

I did as Mistress Donna commanded and stepped out of them dropping the lace material to the floor. I moved to where Tom sat and positioned myself between his legs, where his cock was soon in my mouth and I was again sucking and licking it. As I did so Donna took the opportunity to leave the room and when she did return she now wore a black strap on dildo which was attached to the corset she was wearing. As she made her way across the room it swung from side to side and it was bigger and thicker than any cock I had ever seen before.

Donna watched me at work as soon she joined us as she manoeuvred herself behind me, then pushing the cheeks of my arse apart. She took the strap on in here hand and steered the head of it toward my anal opening. I felt myself buck slightly as she pressed it against the opening and started to push it into me. I struggled to keep my mouth on Toms cock as I continued sucking as well as receiving the black monster inside my anal tunnel. Donna had lubricated it to a small degree and her face contorted as she struggled to get it past my sphincter and into my **** tube. It took a few minutes until I was finally impaled on this black monster cock and it was feeling a little more comfortable as I continued to stimulate Toms cock.

Donna was now beginning to fuck me as my arse muscles started to relax, which inturn made it a little easier.

"Do you like that Christine," she asked.

"Yes Mistress Donna I do."

"Your arse is still very tight even though you have had a lot of cock."

"Yes Mistress."

Tom's cock was beginning to swell as he was enjoying my mouth on it. He pushed me away from it and stood up. I moved my arms forward to the chair and braced myself as Donna continued to pound my man pussy with the black cock monster. Tom moved behind his ******** and grabbing his cock in his hand, steered it toward Donna's wanton pussy. She was well lubricated and his entry was made easy as he was now pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. I felt the strap on push even deeper inside me as Tom pushed hard into Donna. She was beginning to moan out loud as he fucked her from behind.

"Oh yes daddy fuck your Mistress real hard," she told him.

"Stick your cock in my hot cunt," she cooed.

My own cock was becoming so hard and there was a small amount of precum, which dribbled from the head. Donna reached under me and took my cock in her hand. She began to stroke it in time with her thrusts into me and Tom's thrusts into her. I wanted to cum and I think Donna was going to let me. She worked on it and in time I would shoot my load. Tom quickened his pace and I knew that he would cum in his ********'s pussy. He had done so many times before and I knew that I had ridden Donna after him on some of those accessions.

I pushed back against my attacker as the black thing pressed against my prostate. It had turned me on and I knew that I would cum like never before. With on last stroke my cock began to spit its load forth, splashing over Donna's hand, together with the carpet and chair. It was true that I had never climaxed like this before and the wads of cum continued for so long. Finally the pleasure subsided and I knelt there waiting for Tom to finish. I heard him finally scream as he thrust his seed into Donna until there was nothing left to give her.

That was my introduction and I was now part of their play. Tom enjoyed using me and Donna also enjoyed the opportunity to take me shopping and buy me beautiful things. Our wedding night was great and weeks later I too became a bride for Tom. He was now my play time husband and I his new wife.

Fantasmes zoophiles



Vous avez des questions ? Consultez notre FAQ Pour ceux qui ont lu ma première expérience zoophile, je vous propose dans ces lignes de découvrir un de mes phantasmes qui depuis hantent mes nuits. Etant d'un tempérament très ouverte à la discussion, j'ai voulu entrebâiller pour vous, la porte de mon jardin secret.
Mon ami vient de m'ordonner de me déshabiller, je m'exécute, je sais que je peux avoir totalement confiance en lui, d'autant plus que ce n'est pas la première fois que je me retrouve nue face à *** imagination débordante. Je me demande alors, quel sort il me réserve pour satisfaire ses instincts pervers. Mon étonnement est d'autant plus grand, quand je m'aperçois qu'il tient dans une de ses mains une paire de menottes et un bandeau, sortie de je ne sais où ! Les mains liées dans le dos, les yeux bandés, il m'entraîne dans les toilettes et m'y enferme. Durant quelques minutes j'entends du bruit dans la mai*** puis, le silence se fait, j'éprouve de la crainte, j'ai presque peur, pourtant je suis à l'intérieur de notre domicile. Le temps me paraît long, je cogite, jamais je me suis retrouvée dans une telle situation, je me demande à quoi il joue ?
Une heure, peut-être plus s'écoule, j'ai perdu la notion du temps, quand du bruit se fait à nouveau entendre. Les pas s'approchent de mon lieu de captivité, une clé s'agite dans la serrure, la porte s'ouvre. Je ressens comme un soulagement vite éteint, quelque chose me dit que je n'ai pas affaire à mon compagnon. Je suis pétrifiée de peur, je n'ose prononcer un mot, qui peut bien être devant moi, jamais je me suis trouvée dans pareille situation.
L'inconnu me fixe un collier autour du cou, et tenue par une laisse me tire au dehors, au risque d'être vue. Sans parole, me fait asseoir dans un véhicule et s'installe au volant. Avant de démarrer, il en profite pour me peloter les seins sans ménagement. Le trajet me semble interminable jusqu'au moment où mon conducteur stoppe la voiture. Empoignant à nouveau la laisse, il me conduit à l'intérieur d'une bâtisse, et là, tout s'enchaîne très vite. Des voix d'hommes ricanent, osent enfin s'adresser à moi, me commandent de m'agenouiller et d'ouvrir la bouche. J'ai compris où ils veulent en venir, je suis comme dans un rêve. Je ne comprends plus rien à rien, une verge se glisse entre mes lèvres, instinctivement je me mets à la sucer. Je sens des regards posés sur moi, des mâles m'encerclant, des sexes me frôler. Des insultes ***t proférées à mon encontre, en quelques minutes je ne suis plus qu'une salope, une pute. Dès lors, les bites se succèdent dans ma bouche, je lèche, pompe, avide de recevoir la récompense au fond de ma gorge. J'en oublie la réalité du moment, je suis prise dans un engrenage, je n'ai qu'une envie, donner et recevoir. Mon intimité s'humidifie, je n'existe plus que par ma perversion. Du sperme gicle sur mon visage, me tapisse le palais, j'avale sans broncher. Nettoyant bites et couilles. Je suis prête à toutes les dépravations, je n'existe que dans le plaisir.

Le pire ou plutôt, le meilleur est à venir. J'obéis à tout les ordres qui me ***t soumis, et quand on me demande de me mettre à quatre pattes pour me faire grimper par un chien, je ne réfléchis même pas à la déchéance qui m'attend, je me positionne comme une chienne. On me libère des menottes, mais je ne cherche même pas, alors, à ôter mon bandeau des yeux. On commence par enduire mon visage de crème, puis ma poitrine, mon vagin, mon anus, tout y passe. Le chien, dont j'ignore la race est amené près de moi, je sens *** souffle chaud, *** odeur de bête en rut. Je n'hésite pas à tendre mon visage vers lui, pressée d'obtenir ses premiers coups de langue. Il me lèche, me trempe de sa salive, tandis que mes mains explorent *** bas-ventre. Je n'ai pas à le masturber longtemps, *** sexe est déjà en partie hors de sa gaine, je vais jusqu'à lécher mes doigts. Visiblement, mon entourage n'attend qu'une chose, que je me fasse saillir, j'en ai pour preuve leurs encouragements obscènes. Je me rends bien compte que je suis à la limite du non retour, mais je m'en moque, le vice m'a déjà empri***né dans ses bras.
Je cambre mes fesses, impatiente de me faire grimper, prononce même mes premiers mots en direction du chien, le suppliant de me couvrir. C'est avec soulagement que je reçois *** membre au fond de mon ventre, m'associant au va-et-vient de *** bassin. Rapidement, je sens sa queue grossir en moi et sa jouissance éclater au diapa*** de la mienne. Je gémis mon plaisir, tandis que les mâles présents me souillent la figure de leur semence. Par instant, je percevais leurs injonctions, "Ce n'est qu'une putain, regarde, elle lèche même le foutre parterre", "tu as vu, elle est collée comme une chienne", etc..
J'avais perdu tout contrôle de moi-même, et quand on fît coucher un deuxième ****** devant moi, je ne fus pas longue à le faire bander, et prendre sa queue entre mes dents. En déséquilibre, je parvenais malgré tout à tenir d'une main ses parties génitales, faisant jaillir comme un pieu sa bite rouge vif. Je portais alternativement ma langue de sa tige à ses couilles que je prenais également en bouche, les suçant frénétiquement.
J'avais oublié toute présence, je n'étais qu'une pute à chiens, soumise à la bestialité canine. Sans hésitation, j'engloutis totalement le dard canin, pompais avidement celui-ci, attendant la suprême récompense. Quand je sentis l'explosion finale, j'activais mon mouvement d'aspiration prête à me remplir ma cavité buccale de foutre.
Soudain, une ***nerie retentit, venue de je ne sais où, qui me fît sursauter ***********. Les yeux embués, je me retournais, me demandant où j'étais, et aperçus que mon réveil indiquait sept heures. Il ne me restait plus qu'à me lever et partir au travail.

Assise à mon bureau, je ne parvenais pas à me défaire de mon rêve. Bien au contraire, je me remémorais sans cesse celui-ci, cherchant le plus infime souvenir dans les méandres obscurs de mon cerveau. Je passais toute ma journée à reconstruire le film de ma nuit dans ses moindres détails. A plusieurs reprises, comme une automate, n'y tenant plus, je me rendais dans les toilettes pour me masturber, tant j'étais excitée. J'étais sous les regards de mes collègues, hébétés devant un tel comportement à la fois fuyant et silencieux, mais aucun d'entre eux n'osait m'aborder et m'interroger sur mon état lunatique.
Je finissais par plonger totalement dans mes pensées, me retrouvant la verge ******* entre mes lèvres, quand un premier jet de semence gicla au fond de ma gorge. Je pouvais plus m'arrêter de lécher, sucer, pomper cette bite qui, à intervalles réguliers, étanchait ma soif de sperme. Je n'étais plus qu'une peluche vivante, entourée d'adultes qui se jouaient de moi. Quand je relevais la tête pour reprendre mon souffle, c'était deux où trois verges humaines qui se bousculaient contre mon visage, voulant se frayer un passage entre mes dents. J'étais devenue un défouloir pour mâles en rut, un exutoire pour testicules.
Toujours dans la pénombre de mon bandeau, une agitation de plaisir se fit dans la pièce. Je ne comprenais pas ce qui se passait, j'étais dans un état second, juste un jouet dont on aurait programmé le fonctionnement à satisfaire toutes les perversions sexuelles de la nature humaine.
Une odeur désagréable envahissait mes narines, des mouvements de personnes se produisaient autour de moi, des voix donnaient des ordres de prudence à mon égard, d'autres des conseils d'attention. J'étais à la fois inquiète et curieuse de savoir ce qui se tramait autour de moi jusqu'au moment où une masse puissante prit possession de mon dos, me couvrant comme si je n'étais qu'une bête à reproduction. D'emblée, un dard viril avait forcé mon intimité et s'était mit à me besogner comme je ne l'avais jamais été jusqu'alors.
Des hommes s'activaient visiblement autour de moi à tenir en respect ********** dont j'ignorais toujours la race, mais qui me procurait de véritables sensations de bien-être. Le plaisir était devenu tel, que je n'envisageais plus de me séparer de mon bienfaiteur. Des soubresauts de jouissances m'inondaient de plus en plus. Je me laissais gagner par des spasmes quasi successifs de jouissances. Je ne réagissais même plus, quand un des mâles présents à ma saillie s'exclama qu'il n'avait jamais encore vu une telle salope se faire prendre par un bouc !
J'étais toute ébranlée, entièrement offerte aux pulsions sexuelles de ********** en rut qui me taraudait le vagin depuis maintenant de longues minutes et qui ne semblait toujours pas faiblir devant sa mission. Je percevais des voix d'hommes qui manifestaient leur satisfaction, tandis que d'autres disaient leur écœurement devant ma dépravation. Peu m'importaient leurs commentaires. Jusqu'à ce jour, je n'avais jamais joui aussi fort, ni aussi longtemps, ni aussi continuellement. J'étais au bord de l'évanouissement, je sentais mon corps m'abandonner, mes sens se vider de toutes dignité humaine.
Quand je repris mes esprits, que je réalisai que je n'étais que dans un fantasme, je quittai avec soulagement mon travail sans même saluer mes collègues et je regagnai mon domicile. Là, m'attendait mon ami, qui m'embrassa longuement, tout en me caressant et en me déshabillant au fur et à mesure de nos caresses.
A mon étonnement, il tenait dans l'une de ses mains une paire de menottes et un bandeau, sortis de je ne sais où. Les mains liées dans le dos, les yeux bandés, il m'entraîna dans les toilettes et il m'y enferma...

Toujours bien, merci

Vice précoce



J'étais encore jeune et la fréquentation d'un camarade un peu plus âgé que moi, m'avait déjà conduit doucement mais sûrement sur le chemin d'un vice précoce.
Nous habitions tous les deux le même quartier pavillonnaire, et en l'absence fréquente de mes parents du fait de leur travail, il me rendait assez fréquemment visite et me faisait des "choses".
La première fois il était venu comme à *** habitude pour échanger des b.d avec moi et comme je ne l'attendais pas et qu'il faisait un temps chaud et lourd, je n'étais que très légèrement vêtu. Un t-shirt pour le haut et pour le bas un très petit short de sport en satin léger sans rien dessous. J'aimais beaucoup porter ce vêtement à même la peau, c'était comme une caresse et chaque fois que je le pouvais je me faisais ce petit plaisir.
Tout s'était d'abord passé normalement, on avait fait nos échanges, on avait aussi blagué un peu jusqu'à ce qu'un mouvement involontaire de ma part lui révèle la particularité de ma tenue.
*** visage était devenu tout rouge et il me fixait bizarrement.

- " Tu ne portes pas de culotte ?"

Horriblement gêné et cherchant un men***ge pour lui répondre, je le vis alors s'avancer vers moi avec une lueur inquiétante dans le regard.
Nous étions dans ma chambre et avant même que je puisse tenter une esquive, il m'avait jeté sur le lit et s'était lourdement couché sur moi en ricanant.

- " Non tu n'as pas de culotte et tu l'as fait exprès sachant que je venais, tu l'as fait exprès parce que tu es une petite cochonne ! "

Tandis qu'il m'écrasait de sa masse malgré mes protestions, sa main se glissa dans mon short et commença à me tripoter. C'était la première fois qu'une main étrangère se posait sur mes parties intimes et ce fut un grand choc pour moi.
Je découvrait *********** un plaisir inconnu et c'était tellement intense, que très vite je perdis toutes notions de temps et d'environnement.
Ses caresses étaient rudes et maladroites tant il paraissait lui même excité et très vite je connus mon premier orgasme.
L'explosion de jouissance me prit totalement par surprise me laissant épuisé et pantelant.
Apparemment satisfait mais très gêné aussi, Hervé me libéra et parti très vite sans un mot.
Suite à cette aventure il resta un moment sans venir, et même il semblait m'éviter en toutes circonstances.
Puis un jour un coup de téléphone me surpris alors qu'une nouvelle fois j'étais seul.

- " Salut, je suis désolé pour l'autre fois, je ne sais pas ce qui m'a pris, tu m'en veux ? "

Je lui en voulait un peu mais pas vraiment, et puis non je ne lui en voulait pas et .........
entre oui et non, je me retrouvais sans comprendre dans la même petite tenue que la fois précédente, et le sang battant très fort aux tempes je l'attendis.
Il remarqua de suite la similitude de situation mais semblait hésiter, et au bout d'un long moment, je du le provoquer un peu par des postures qui se voulaient innocentes mais qui ne l'étaient pas du tout.
Comme la première fois *** attitude changea brusquement et "l'agression" tant attendue se produisit.
De ce jour et à chacune de ses visites, c'était le même rituel mais avec des "jeux" de plus en plus poussés;
je découvris ainsi *** sexe qui me paru énorme par rapport au mien.
On en était là de nos turpitudes mutuelles, quand un dimanche après-midi toujours aussi chaud, je reçois la visite non pas d'Hervé mais de Moky *** chien.
La porte de la cuisine ouverte sur le jardinet, je le vis sauter le petit portillon qui donnait sur l'allée et s'avancer vers la mai***.
Il venait comme ça de temps à autres réclamer une petite friandise au passage, avant de reprendre ses habituelles errances dans le quartier, et comme je m'ennuyais ferme je fus plutôt content de le voir.
Il me fit fête, goba le morceau de sucre que je lui tendais, puis au lieu de repartir immédiatement comme il le faisait d'habitude, il se laissa tomber lourdement sur le carrelage de la cuisine en poussant un gros soupir.
Moky était un gros bâtard de race indéfinie au poil mi-long noir et blanc et s'il n'était pas franchement beau, il était en revanche très gentil.

Avant de retourner dans ma chambre pour me plonger dans la lecture de mes illustrés favoris, je l'avais caressé un peu et voyant le bout pointu de *** sexe sortir du fourreau, un trouble passager m'avait envahi l'espace de quelques secondes.
Ma main en était presqu'au contact quand soudain je pris conscience de ce que je m'apprêtais à faire.
Hervé qui était très vicieux masturbait *** chien de temps en temps, ça il me l'avait dit, mais Hervé c'était Hervé et moi je ne pouvais pas faire une chose pareille, c'était trop sale !
******** ne bougea pas quand je le plantais là et couru me réfugier dans ma chambre.
Je mis un peu de temps avant de chasser la honte d'avoir eu une telle tentation, mais le propre de la jeunesse étant d'avoir une grande faculté d'oubli, je me replongeai très vite dans l'univers de mes héros préférés.
Deux petites précisions pour expliquer la suite : J'étais ce jour là dans ma "tenue de solitude" c'est à dire à peine vêtu, et pour lire j'avais trouvé une position très particulière qui allait très vite m'exposer à un gros danger.
A genoux sur la carpette, le haut du corps en appui sur le bord du lit et la tête entre les mains, c'était comme ça que j'aimais lire.
Tellement absorbé par une nouvelle aventure, c'est à peine si je me rendis compte de la présence de Moky.
Il se fit d'abord discret jusqu'au moment où il vint derrière moi et commença à me renifler les fesses.
Dérangé dans ma lecture je le repoussais fermement mais il revînt à la charge avec insistance.
Pensant qu'il allait se lasser très vite de ce petit jeu je le laissais faire, quand après la truffe froide une langue chaude et baveuse pris le relais.
Je le repoussais à nouveau, mais dans un mouvement brusque le museau de ******** parvînt à soulever le fin tissu du mini-short, et la langue fouineuse se faufila par l'ouverture.
Ce contact direct sur mon intimité me fit sursauter mais aussi.... fris***ner très fort, d'autant plus qu'après avoir localisée mon petit anneau, elle s'acharnait dessus.
Je trouvais ça dégoûtant, mais complètement bouleversé je découvrais l'extrême sensibilité de ma zone anale.
Peu à peu séduite par ces caresses inédites pour moi, je me laissait porter par un plaisir grandissant au point d'en perdre tout contrôle et toute prudence.
Dans un geste irrai***né je baissais ma petite culotte, et offrait carrément mon petit cul à cette langue chaude et baveuse, qui semblait tant aimer lui faire du bien.
Délicieusement titillé de la sorte, ma rosette répondait par des contractions réflexes, accompagnés de long spasmes qui me remontaient dans tous le corps, surtout quand par moments, de la pointe elle parvenait à s'introduire dans la petite ouverture toute frémissante de ces douces intrusions.
Ma jouissance était si forte que quand le léchage s'arrêta brusquement, j'en ressentis une soudaine frustration.
Quelques secondes plus tard alors que m'apprêtais à me relever, je reçu une lourde masse sur le dos qui m'écrasa le nez sur le dessus de lit.
Le souffle coupé, je me retrouvais fermement ceinturé au niveau de la taille par les deux pattes avant de Moky, dont la masse me couvrait entièrement.
Surpris je tentais de me dégager en me demandant ce qu'était ce nouveau jeu, quand je le sentis s'agiter fébrilement dans mon dos.
Un jet de liquide qui me paru brûlant m'aspergea le derrière, et pensant qu'il m'urinait dessus je tentais de me dégager, mais en vain.
Il grogna sourdement et resserra encore l'étreinte, tandis que d'autres jets plus fréquents et plus abondants explosaient sur mon petit cul qui fut rapidement trempé.
La ***** de ******** était telle que lorsque qu'il m'attira vers lui je ne pu résister, et lorsqu'une pointe dure et gluante me piqua les fesses pour la première fois, je compris ce qu'il voulait faire.
Totalement affolé à l'idée qu'il cherchait à me prendre comme une femelle, tandis que le pointage se poursuivait, de la voix je tentais de le calmer quand la première pénétration se produisit.
Ressortie aussi vite qu'il était entré, le bout dur et pointu de sa verge s'était introduit en moi de quelques centimètres m'arrachant un cri de surprise.
Sous cette charge soudaine, l'anus tout dégoulinant s'était ouvert sans résister et c'est à peine si j'avais eu le temps de ressentir une légère douleur.
A vrai dire c'est surtout dans ma tête que j'avais mal de m'être mis dans une telle situation, et dans l'espoir d'une lassitude de ******** devant ma mauvaise volonté, j'esquivais de mon mieux toutes ses tentatives, lorsqu'il me pénétra à nouveau.
Plus profonde, cette pénétration fut accompagnée d'une forte douleur qui me coupa le souffle et me laissa tremblante de la tête aux pieds.
Comme la première fois le membre se retira très vite, mais après quelques "ratages" il s'enfonça à nouveau dans ma petite rosette endolorie.
Ce petit jeu durait depuis plusieurs minutes et malgré une légère souffrance très supportable et très localisée, à ma grande honte je commençais vraiment à y prendre du plaisir.
Non seulement je n'esquivais plus, mais j'étais presque fâché contre mon "partenaire" quand il ratait *** coup.
Sentir ce pénis effilé m'entrer dans le derrière ça me faisait de drôles de sensations, d'autant que le liquide du début semblait avoir fait place à une matière plus épaisse et plus visqueuse, qui à chaque pénétration se déversait abondamment en moi.
Les dernières réticences abandonnées, je jouissais sans retenue d'un plaisir malsain, quand sur un violent coup de reins le membre de Moky s'enfonça très loin.
Incapable d'émettre un *** ou d'esquisser le moindre geste, je me retrouvais empalé par quelque chose qui une fois en moi semblait prendre du volume.
Ignorant de la morphologie canine, je ne me doutais pas que le sexe d'un chien ne se limitait pas au bout dur et effilé qui m'avait donné tant de plaisir, mais que pour suivre il y avait une hampe épaisse et qui grossissait encore une fois introduite, et ça.... j'étais en train de l'apprendre à mes dépens.
Cette fois j'avais mal mais j'étais aussi totalement effrayé par un phénomène que je ne comprenais pas et dont j'ignorais l'issue finale.
Cette chose en moi ne cessait de prendre du volume et m'étirait déjà les chairs à la limite de la rupture, j'avais peur de mourir dans d'atroces souffrances mais surtout dans la honte, oui dans la honte.
Entre émotion et douleur je perdis connaissance quelques secondes et quand je repris mes esprits, ce fut pour sentir cette chose immonde qui s'agitait frénétiquement entre mes fesses.
Dans un réflexe de survie, je glissai une main entre mes cuisses pour tenter de me libérer et ma main se referma sur la base du membre qui me parut énorme, quand tout à coup quelque chose de plus gros encore se mit à gonfler sous mes doigts.
C'était comme une grosse boule qui atteint bientôt la taille d'une mandarine, choqué par cette nouvelle découverte et malgré la douleur présente, je me dis à ce moment là que sans le savoir j'ai échappé au pire, car si cette chose était entrée en moi je n'aurais pas échappé à de graves blessures.
L'anus distendu à l'extrême et la grosse boule bien calée dessus, je continue à subir sans rien pouvoir faire d'autre.
La verge de Moky cesse enfin de grossir et du fait certainement de la souplesse de mes chairs due à mon très âge, les contraintes imposées ***t de mieux en mieux tolérées et la douleur s'estompe peu à peu.
La sensation de bourrage est énorme, mais je constate qu'en maîtrisant mon souffle, je parviens progressivement à retrouver mon calme et avec ce calme retrouvé une détente de tout mon corps.
Du subi à l'acceptation la frontière est parfois mince, et c'est sans m'en rendre compte que je franchis le pas.
Dans l'abandon du refus, je commence à ressentir des choses qui viennent d'abord de loin, ce ***t des sensations bizarres où se mêlent encore douleur et plaisir, puis le plaisir s'installe de plus en plus nettement jusqu'à devenir plus fort que tout.
Je jouis à nouveau d'une jouissance honteuse, mais c'est tellement bon !
La bite de Moky ne cesse de déverser *** sperme chaud dans mon ventre et moi je jouis, je jouis de *** membre qui me transperce et du doux contact de sa fourrure sur mes reins, je jouis de partout.
Oui je jouis, et le bruit mouillé de ma rosette largement dilatée qui relâche *** trop plein de foutre, ça m'excite et me fait jouir encore plus fort.

Après un long temps de cette délicieuse *******, je vais sentir le cœur de Moky battre dans *** membre pendant qu'il se dégonfle, et lorsque d'un trait il va se retirer, un flot de sperme va se répandre sur mes cuisses et jusque sur le sol.
Comme un agréable retour à la case départ, juste après ma libération, Moky va longuement me lécher les fesses et on va se quitter pour cette fois.
Épuisé, griffé, le derrière endolori et encore tout poisseux de bave et de jus de bite, après le départ de Moky je vais me jeter sur mon lit pour reprendre des *****s, et quand à mon réveil je vais constater avec soulagement que mon petit anneau bien qu'un peu tuméfié et un peu plus souple qu'avant à pratiquement repris *** aspect normal........
je me suis dis que pourquoi pas de temps en temps....... ça ne ferait de mal à per***ne, et puis maintenant que j'en savais un peu plus il me serait plus facile de mieux contrôler les choses et de prendre davantage de plaisir.
Pour la petite histoire si Moky à été mon premier amant, *** maître fut le second quelques années plus tard, mais j'ai toujours préféré Moky à Hervé, et oui c'est comme ça.....

Pour faire suite au récit précédent, j'aimais beaucoup "jouer" avec Moky pour au moins trois bonnes rai***s: Moky ne parlais pas, *** membre ne prenait tout *** volume qu'une fois en place, et puis il y avait surtout cette profusion de matière chaude et gluante dont il me remplissait le derrière et qui m'excitait plus que tout. Ce sperme canin si abondant, était dans le registre "attirance/répulsion" l'élément le plus essentiel de mes désirs et l'indispensable compagnon de mes jouissances.
J'avoue avoir été toujours été très anal et très jeune déjà quand on me prenait la température, une fois le thermomètre en place j'aimais sans qu'on s'en aperçoive le faire bouger un peu entre mes fesses, et la bite de Moky c'était comme un très gros thermomètre bien lubrifié et qui bougeait tout seul.

Sans être régulières, mes relations "amoureuses" étaient devenues assez fréquentes, et de mieux en mieux informé des comportements et attitudes de mon "partenaire" j'y trouvais maintenant un plaisir presque parfait.
Quand il me prenait, Moky le faisait aussi différemment, il était moins brouillon, plus endurant, moins ******, et quand après m'avoir piqué les fesses pour localiser sa cible il la pénétrait, c'était toujours avec autant de vigueur mais sans **********, et de mon côté quelque soit mon état d'excitation, surtout je prenais garde qu'il n'introduise pas *** nœud du moins pour le moment, car même si ma rosette était devenue suffisamment souple pour peut-être pouvoir l'absorber, cette grosse boule de chair m'effrayait toujours un peu.

Ses visites spontanées devenaient de plus en plus fréquentes mais en dehors de ça, nos ébats étaient surtout le fruit du hasard, car si lui était toujours disposé, pour moi c'était différent puisque ça ne me venait que par pulsions.
Jeune garçon normal dans la vie courante, lorsque j'étais seul et surtout le soir, il me prenait parfois une envie soudaine et c'est très exactement ce qui arriva ce soir là.
La pulsion se manifesta alors avec tant de *****, que moins de cinq minutes plus tard j'étais dans la rue.
Vêtu d'un léger blou*** pour le haut et du fameux petit short en satin pour le bas, le cœur battant à tout rompre je parcourais le quartier en tous sens mais pas de Moky!
Ma déception exacerbait mon désir et juste au moment où je décidais d'abandonner ma recherche et de rentrer à la mai*** bredouille..... je le vois débouler d'une allée obscure.
Dès qu'il m'aperçoit, un peu comme s'il me cherchait aussi, il court dans ma direction et me fait une fête royale.
Il me renifle, me lèche et me serre de très près comme pour me dire "super on va bien s'amuser, et ton petit cul va encore en reprendre une bonne dose !".
*** instinct ****** sentait bien mon excitation et il comprenait que j'étais non seulement disponible, mais impatient.
Il était aux environs de 21h et dans ce quartier tranquille les rues étaient désertes, les familles réunies autour de la table ou devant la télé et moi j'étais seul.... enfin presque.
Accompagné d'un Moky apparemment hyper chaud et plus pressant que jamais, mon envie est si forte ce soir que j'ai vraiment hâte d'arriver à la mai***, et en imaginant ce qui va suivre, je presse le pas, la tête pleine de choses bien sales et bien cochonnes.
Le chemin de retour est longé par un très vaste terrain vague que je connais bien pour y avoir souvent joué, et où Hervé (le jeune maître de Moky) m'entraîne aussi quelques fois pour des jeux moins innocents, dans une sorte de cabane de branchage qu'il a fabriquée exprès pour ça.
Pas très intellectuel mais en revanche bon bricoleur et très débrouillard, il avait d'abord repéré un endroit très peu fréquenté du fait d'une frange de végétation assez dense, et en liant entre elles les branches de plusieurs buis***s, il avait fini par former un vaste dôme intérieur dont l'accès par l'arrière était à peine visible.
Pour parfaire le tout, il avait garni le sol d'un épais tapis de fougères, lui même recouvert d'un grand morceau de plastique épais pour isoler.
Bref c'était super confort et on aurait presque pu se croire sur un lit douillet.
Au détour d'une rue, alors que nous commençons à longer cet endroit désert surtout la nuit, pris de je ne sais quelle lubie soudaine, Moky traverse brusquement la rue et s'engouffre dans la friche me laissant seul sur le trottoir.
A-t-il senti les effluves d'une chienne en chaleurs ? peut-être mais moi aussi je le suis en chaleurs et drôlement même, et sans hésiter je pars sur ses traces.
Le terrain vague est plongé dans une profonde obscurité et pour poursuivre ma progression venant de la rue éclairée, un petit temps m'est nécessaire pour adapter ma vue à ce nouvel environnement.
Comme je l'ai dit je connais bien l'endroit, mais je n'y suis jamais venu de nuit et ne suis pas vraiment rassuré.
Assez fortement surélevé par rapport à la route, une fois sur place, il faut gravir de mauvais chemins pour arriver à la partie plate qui couronne le tout, et tout au fond de laquelle se trouve la fameuse "cabane à vices".
Maudissant Moky qui m'a faussé compagnie, poussé par le désir plus fort que tout de le retrouver pour assouvir mon besoin de sexe, à bout de souffle j'arrive enfin au sommet où........ il m'attend tranquillement.
Le temps de reprendre haleine et une idée soudaine me traverse l'esprit : Pourquoi à la mai*** ? Il fait doux, l'endroit était désert, il y a la cabane là-bas et si.......
Oui la cabane c'était bien ! c'était même une excellente idée ! elle n'était pas trop loin et si je branlais un peu Moky pour le motiver à me suivre, dans quelques minutes la fête allait commencer.
Aussitôt pensé aussitôt fait, et mon Moky ravi se prête au jeu en se couchant sur le dos de tout *** long.
Je branle sa bite très légèrement à travers l'étui quand soudain il se remet brusquement sur ses pattes et cherche à me monter.
Je ne demande bien sûr que ça, mais l'endroit ne me convient pas vraiment, aussi je l'entraîne à ma suite vers la cachette qui se trouve un peu plus loin.
Cette cachette, c'est vraiment le lieu idéal pour faire des "choses", elle permet même en plein jour de ne pas être vu, par contre du fait de sa position en surplomb, et à travers les branches qui la composent, on peut tout voir, ce qui évite lorsque j'y viens avec Hervé, tout risque d'être surpris.....la main dans la culotte.
Arrivés sur place, à quatre pattes je m'engouffre le premier dans l'abri, serré de près par un Moky tout aussi impatient que moi.
Je ne sais pas si c'est à l'idée de faire ça ici, comme ça, dehors, mais jamais je n'avais été aussi excité qu'à cet instant et après un rapide coup d'œil aux alentours pour m'assurer que tout est calme........... je prend le membre de Moky à pleine main et le branle énergiquement.
Il a une belle bite Moky, pas trop grosse au début mais belle, toute rouge avec *** bout pointu qui crache déjà, oui elle est belle et j'en ai envie, une envie folle ce soir.
Sortant peu à peu du fourreau protecteur, *** pénis se dresse agité de mouvements convulsifs qui ***t autant d'invitations à la débauche et quand sous mes caresses Moky se met à donner de petits coups de reins dans le vide..... à la vue de ce sexe que je désire et qui ne demande qu'a entrer en action.... d'un geste j'enlève ma culotte et présente mon petit cul à *** dard frémissant.
Immédiatement Moky m'enfourche et commence *** travail d'approche, accroché à moi il danse d'une patte sur l'autre tandis du bout pointu de sa bite, il cherche l'ouverture convoitée.

Ce n'est pas la première fois que je me fais prendre par lui, mais chaque fois je suis surpris de sentir avec quelle facilité, quelle rapidité une fois le repérage terminé, il m'introduit *** membre entre les fesses.
Quelques petits coups de piquage........... un coup de reins vigoureux et je suis embroché ! Pas de résistance ou presque, c'est rentré tout seul et ça commence à gonfler. Ce phénomène si particulier qui m'avait tant effrayé la première fois, est aujourd'hui pour moi le prémisse de tous les plaisirs. Ce que j'aime moins en revanche c'est le "ramonage" énergique qu'il pratique au tout début car c'est un peu douloureux, surtout quand l'os pénien s'engage trop profondément.
C'est précisément à cette phase du coït que nous en sommes, mais je sais par expérience que ça ne dure que peu de temps et qu'il ne va pas tarder à se calmer.
Moky s'essouffle en effet et brusquement s'immobilise en faisant mine de se retirer, ça ne dure à peine que depuis quelques minutes et je n'ai pas envie d'en rester là, et je n'ai juste que le temps de le saisir par les pattes arrière pour le maintenir en place.
Il semble que quelque chose l'ai dérangé, mais quoi ?
Aucun bruit alentours, rien ! La pause dure quelques instants et Moky plus posément cette fois, reprend *** ouvrage.
*** pénis à la peau si fine et si douce est à présent en pleine expansion et dans mon ventre rempli de sa chaude présence, chacun de ses mouvements ***t autant de plaisirs intenses et renouvelés.
J'adore ces instants, j'ai l'impression bizarre de planer, d'être en apesanteur, et puis après le liquide clair se sentir peu à peu rempli, inondé d'un sperme épais et gluant qui gicle fort et presque en continu, cela justifie amplement pour moi l'immoralité de la chose.

Ce soir était un soir particulier du fait d'un l'environnement très proche de la nature, où en plus du plaisir de me faire prendre par Moky, s'ajoutait une profonde ivresse directement liée aux circonstances.
*** souffle chaud dans mon cou, sa bite brûlante dans mon derrière et un petit air tiède sur mes fesses...... c'était indescriptible.
Ce qui ce soir là m'excitait aussi énormément pendant qu'il me limait, c'était de voir passer des voitures au loin, et derrière les fenêtres éclairées des appartements, imaginer des gens occupés à des choses banales, tandis qu'à quelques dizaines de mètres d'eux, tapi dans l'ombre je me faisais sodomiser par un chien.
Ils ignoraient et ne pouvaient même pas se douter de ce qui se passait, et de cette situation moi le gamin cul nu sous une cabane de branchages, une grosse bite s'agitant dans *** derrière, j'en tirais une jouissance inouï.

Pour en revenir au présent, très vite submergé de plaisir et sous l'effet de cette ivresse particulière, je ne prend pas garde à ce qu'il se passe tout à coup quelque chose d'inhabituel..... une épaisse protubérance appuyée sur ma rosette est en train de ****** le passage ! A peine le temps de réaliser ce qu'il m'arrive qu'il est déjà trop tard !
Sous une brusque et forte poussée, mon anus s'ouvre largement et gobe littéralement la chose, qui aussitôt entrée se met à gonfler..... je suis en train de me faire verrouiller !
J'avais jusqu'à présent réussi à éviter ça, mais là c'était bon... enfin "bon" c'est une façon de parler,car pour l'heure ne pouvant que subir, je vivais cette expansion interne avec quand même un peu d'angoisse.
C'est vraiment une sensation bizarre que je ressens, et c'est à vrai dire plus surprenant que douloureux, je perçois très nettement mes chairs qui se distendent à chaque nouvelle expansion, mais c'est assez progressif et supportable, et si ça ne va pas trop loin, je devrais franchir ce nouveau pas sans trop de dommages, en tous cas rien de commun avec la toute première fois où j'avais eu l'impression que tout se déchirait en moi.
Je m'ef***** de respirer fort et lentement comme les font les femmes en couches et la chose après quelques derniers soubresauts........ s'arrête enfin de grossir.
Littéralement collé à moi Moky s'active en poussant de curieux petits jappements.... il jouit !
Ce n'est plus la monte frénétique du début mais un pompage lent, bien appuyé, avec de forts spasmes du membre qui à l'intérieur éjacule en abondance.
Mon cœur bat à tout rompre, et inondé, gavé de cette semence ******* qui se déverse en lui, mon ventre se met à gonfler.
A cause du gros bouchon qui s'est formé et qui obstrue l'orifice anal, cette fois pas d'écoulement de trop plein, et sous la pression interne de plus en plus forte, je sens peu à peu monter en moi un orgasme incontrôlable......
Il arrive, il est là et explose juste au moment où Moky lâche *** étreinte et entame une curieuse manœuvre.
Encore sous l'emprise de la jouissance, je me retrouve cul à cul avec lui sans vraiment comprendre comment ça s'est passé.
Généralement après avoir joui, ce qui ne se traduit encore chez moi que par un spasme très violent sans éjaculation, je ne veux plus que l'on me touche, mais là c'est différent.....
Pendant un temps qui me semble interminable, je subis donc la présence en moi de cette chose dont je ne veux plus, mais dont je ne peux pas non plus me débarrasser, puis le plaisir se manifeste à nouveau de façon sournoise, progressive, inattendue.
Je le sens inexorablement monter, ce ***t d'abord des fris***s, puis des spasmes de plus en plus violents qui partant du bas-ventre me remontent dans tout le corps puis..... puis c'est l'explosion, une explosion ravageuse, dévastatrice, d'une intensité dix fois supérieure à la première, je jouis en me tortillant comme un ver au bout de l'hameçon. Moky se remet à couiner, il jouit lui aussi en libérant ses dernières gouttes de semence, et très vite entre mes fesses la boule se dégonfle..... la libération commence !
Débarrassée de ce verrou et poussée de l'intérieur, la bite de Moky ressort d'un trait, libérant un flot de matière épaisse et visqueuse qui jaillit avec ***** et.... bruyamment.
J'en ai le derrière tout gluant et ça me coule à l'intérieur des cuisses.....une véritable déluge de sperme !
Je suis épuisé, pantelant, et après deux orgasmes successifs, à l'exception de la langue de Moky qui comme chaque fois me fait une toilette intime, je ne sens plus rien.
Moky me lèche, puis se lèche et s'en va non sans marquer *** territoire au passage.

Je suis de nouveau seul et un peu triste comme toujours après ce genre de séance, mais cette fois et plus que d'ordinaire, j'ai du mal à retourner à la vie du jeune garçon que je suis en dehors ces comportements là, car je n'ignore pas que c'est très mal de faire des choses comme ça, et que si par malheur ça se savait ma jeune vie serait foutue, mais je n'y peux rien, quand j'ai envie, j'ai envie, c'est plus fort que moi !
Il faut rentrer maintenant, prendre une douche, soigner les griffures aux jambes que je suis censé m'être faites en jouant dans les broussailles, bref oublier tout jusqu'à la prochaine fois.
La lune s'est levée et sorti de la cachette, je peux voir devant moi la vaste étendue déserte qui à si bien caché "mes amours".
C'est plein de pièges pour redescendre mais la providentielle lueur venue du ciel va me faciliter la tâche et je m'aventure à faire quelques pas, quand un impératif besoin de libérer ....mon ventre se fait brusquement sentir !
Je n'ai que le temps de baisser ma culotte déjà mouillée et de m'accroupir, que de mon anus tout chaud et distendu, jaillit à nouveau du sperme de Moky qui s'étire en longs filets gluants jusqu'au sol.
Je ne peux pas rentrer comme ça, il me faut au moins quelque chose pour m'essuyer, et brusquement je me souviens que dans l'aménagement de la cabane, Hervé qui lui jutait quand je le branlais avait tout prévu.
Un paquet de mouchoirs jetables était caché quelque part sous la bâche qui recouvrait le sol mais où ?
Dans l'obscurité de la cabane, à quatre pattes je suis en train d'en explorer les coins quand...... j'entends un léger bruit......

Blotti au fond de la cabane, tous les sens en alerte je ne bouge plus, je suis tétanisé et puis il y a ce maudit sperme qui continue de suinter et qui me trempe la culotte, je suis mal, très mal si quelqu'un me découvre là et dans cet état !
Le bruit reprend et on dirait qu'il se rapproche, je n'arrive pas à très bien distinguer de quoi il s'agit mais ça ne ressemble pas à des pas humains, c'est plus léger, plus hésitant, un peu comme un piétinement, ça s'arrête, reprend, change de direction....
Plus forte que la peur la curiosité finit par l'emporter, et à travers le mur de feuilles de l'abri je réussis à distinguer ce qui en est la cause..... un chien !
A cause peut-être de la direction du vent il ne m'a pas repéré, mais il a repéré en revanche les marquages de Moky et les recouvre consciencieusement.
Si ce n'est comme je l'espère qu'un chien errant ce n'est pas grave, mais s'il n'est pas seul je suis vraiment mal, comment expliquer ma présence ici à cette heure ?
Les minutes passent et pas d'humain en vue c'est déjà ça, par contre le chien lui est toujours là, il tourne, retourne et finit par s'arrêter pile à l'endroit où je viens de me soulager.
Il renifle d'abord l'endroit avec insistance, se risque me semble-t-il à quelques coups de langue et semblant avoir trouvé une piste intéressante...... se dirige rapidement dans ma direction.
Cette fois je suis repéré et pas fier du tout, car j'ignore totalement ce qu'il va faire s'il me découvre.
J'avais entendu dire que pour désamorcer une possible agressivité chez un ****** inconnu, il fallait se mettre dans une posture de soumission, et que le fait de s'allonger au sol par exemple, ça pouvait désamorcer toute velléité de conflit.
Le voilà, il est tout près ! le nez tendu dans la direction de la cabane il marque un temps d'arrêt, la contourne rapidement, hésite un peu, fait un nouveau marquage à l'entrée et franchit le seuil !
La faible lueur de la lune le dessine en léger contre jour, et la vue de cette silhouette sombre, massive, bien campée sur ses pattes, qui m'observe en humant l'air avec ***** me remplit de terreur.
Le voyant s'avancer, ne sachant plus trop quelle attitude adopter, je me roule doucement en boule et me couche sur le côté en position *******.
Intrigué l'****** s'approche et commence a me renifler bruyamment.
Je pue le chien, la sueur, le sperme et dans la position où je suis et que je n'ose pas quitter de peur d'une mauvaise réaction, j'offre à *** inspection une partie de moi qui semble l'attirer tout particulièrement.
A peine voilé d'un léger tissu imbibé de foutre, mon petit cul focalise alors toute *** attention et très vite il y colle *** nez.
Grognant d'excitation, il pousse sa truffe dans la moiteur gluante de mes fesses et comme en transe, donne de grands coups de *** large de museau.
Il s'acharne comme fou et j'ai très peur d'être mordu, quand soudain sa langue entre en action. A travers le fin tissu, avide de cette matière dont je suis souillé, nerveuse mais habile elle se glisse dans les moindres recoins et cherche a remonter à la source.
Sous l'effet du léchage, le fond de mon petit short trempé de bave et de foutre, se réduit rapidement à l'état d'une bande de tissu roulé et collant, qui ouvre un accés direct à une exploration intimes des plus poussée.
Fouineuse et gourmande la langue se faufile, s'insinue et très vite ma rosette encore béante de ce qu'elle vient à peine de subir est fouillée très en profondeur. En temps normal je me serais sans doute laissé faire avec grand plaisir, mais là ça me dégoûte, la pulsion est passé et je n'ai qu'une seule envie....rentrer chez moi, me laver et dormir.
Je tente bien de serrer les fesses pour le décourager, mais plus je résiste plus il s'excite et pour peu que je me relâche une seconde, ça recommence de plus belle.

Las de cette stratégie passive qui ne donne rien, je quitte lentement cette position qui m'expose trop et pour protéger mes fesses........ quoi de plus efficace que de m'asseoir dessus !
L'****** est grand, fortement charpenté, d'un poids très certainement supérieur au mien, mais il y a surtout chez lui une détermination qui ne faiblit pas bien au contraire. Il s'agite, me bouscule et dans cet espace confiné ça ressemble à une bien curieuse danse.
Je pourrais bien sûr tenter de fuir mais quelle serait sa réaction ? me laisserait-il faire ? de toutes façon le toit de la hutte est bien trop bas pour se mettre debout et la sortie ne peut se faire qu'à quatre pattes, et là....GROS DANGER !!!
Au mieux je pensais que même s'il me laissait sortir, dans l'état où il était il continerait à me harceler jusqu'à la mai***, et si à cette heure une rencontre était assez peu probable, elle pouvait malgré tout se produire.
Donc pour m'en débarrasser une seule solution possible...... trouver un moyen de le calmer !
Me faire lécher pas question, me faire monter encore moins, mais je peux le branler ça le calmera, oui c'est ça la solution je vais le branler !!!