What do you think he would do if he found out you were trying to cheat him? Hey, I wasn't trying to cheat him. If she'd agreed, it would have been her, not me. But you know damn well the going price is twice that. Well she told me she never did anything like that anyways, so who cares? And if I told you she was just being shy? She is pretty new at all this. She probably didn't want to embarrass you by telling you that your offer stunk. I can tell you she eats cunt like a pro. She made me cum twice just this afternoon. Just the thought of her mouth has me cumming in my pants. She's really that good? Better. Fuck me with it!
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| I did as she'd asked, working my hard, clenched little fist in her sopping twat. Violent and forced sex she came and came, going rigid under me, then turned slippery and sinuous as an eel as she bucked. Her cunt was tightening around my hand and it took real effort to continue, but she kept yelling, louder and louder, Pump me with it -- oh yeah! Fuck violent and forced sex me harder -- oh, yeah! Finally, I pushed my fist in as far as I could, till she had my fist, wrist and a third of my forearm in her, and then I began twisting my hand inside her and then she just plain lost it. She shrieked into my cunt so loud I thought the sound would come out of my ears and she came and came and came, like for more than a minute. When she finally relented, she whispered, Now take it out real slow, just like -- oh yeah! I pulled my invading hand out of her slowly and carefully and every inch or so, she'd shiver and have a little orgasm. When my fist came out, even her big pussy was stretched around my hand. Then it came out and with it violent and forced sex came a regular flood of juice. | She grunted and hunched her hips and literally expelled a gush of sauces a few inches into the air. She lay violent and forced sex back, spread-eagled, and panted and shook. Her nipples looked ready to burst. I crawled up next to her and she pulled me into her arms. Honey, that was so good, she said. I love being stuffed like that. I loved the way you were licking me, I answered. I love you so much She moved up next to me and we embraced, my own semen spattered across her face in white smears that I licked off and shared with her as we twisted our tongues together. If I hear one more fucking click from you assholes, I'm going to bust your fucking cameras over your heads I said to the four or five that were snapping away. |
| It's a fucking public beach. Go fuck in the bedroom if you don't want your picture taken, asshole a big, black guy in a white T-shirt and black shorts shot back. He had a small video camera and was taping everything. Alicia was incredibly horny by this point and was eager to do something even more outrageous. As I recovered from my orgasm, Alicia and Aunt Carol got on all fours on the blanket and were positioning themselves for some mutual oral sex. Alicia was on top with her shaved vagina over Aunt Carol's face while Aunt Carol was spread open by Alicia's fingers as she lay below. The sound of slurping, sighing, and snapping of cameras continued for several moments as first Alicia and then Aunt Carol were overtaken by their very expressive orgasms. Fully restored, I slipped behind Alicia and entered her from behind with my balls brushing on Aunt Carol's nose and mouth. She loved it and was rubbing Alicia's clit from below while licking her juice off my shaft as it plopped onto her face. | At the last moment I pulled out shooting a full load of semen onto Alicia's crack and down over her vagina. Aunt Carol spent the next ten minutes cleaning her with her tongue and making her to come twice more. Not wanting to be the last one out and reveling in the exhibitionist orgy, Aunt Carol entertained the last of the camera guys by masturbating herself to orgasm with her fingers and coming so loud that an older women nudist in her 0s actually came over and asked her to quiet down or leave. Aunt Carol seemed almost apologetic once she regained her composure saying she was sorry but adding that she hoped the woman understood from her own violent and forced sex experience how good it feels to really let go like that. The woman violent and forced sex looked a moment and said nothing, returning to her male partner sitting on the blanket nearby. We were refreshed and invigorated by our outdoor orgy and Alicia would have like to fuck some more but we needed to get back. As I was heading back to the car I looked over at the older woman that had reprimanded Aunt Carol. But I preferred for some reason violent and forced sex to stay with my Schwinn. |
Besides, the money saved by not buying a motorbike would be more useful when I could finally visit New York. Keeping busy, making my own breakfast seven days a week, spending Sundays at the Tremont and several evenings each month making door-to- door subscription collections on my route -- all of it left me more isolated from my parents and sister, and from acquaintances. I was only dimly aware of Mom's next pregnancy, which produced a baby half-brother they called Tony Number a few weeks before Easter. Naturally, every- one's attention violent and forced sex shifted to him. Keeping two jobs had cost my participation in plays at school. It was physically impossible for me to do it all, considering how much hard- er my relatively small frame had to work to accomplish the same thing that others seemed to manage with less effort. But if I kept working and building myself up, I thought, then a later day might find me doing plays again as well as everything else. The fact that I was now wearing eyeglasses had been a major setback, leading me to believe I was somehow defective. An eye test at St. Michael's in February revealed that my vision was far from perfect. A few weeks later, Mom took me to an optometrist. The following week, we returned from his office with my new eye- glasses. How long will I have to wear these things? I asked Mom petulantly as we were riding home with the plastic-framed monstrosity on my face. If you're like most men on your side of the family, my Mom replied, unaffected, you'll probably have to wear them the rest of your life. At least when you read, anyway. This depressing thought sent a chill up my spine.