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She knew he lived on a constant adrenaline rush and loved speeding to the scene, but reluctantly listened and turned the lights and siren off.

Two blocks down the street they came to a stop to await the cops. They aren’t here yet, surprise, surprise. Well, they weren’t going to get any closer until they got there. They could hear what sounded like several people fighting not too far away.

Anstice looked around to see if she could locate the source of the sounds. A few blocks away she found what she was looking for. By the looks of it, there wouldn’t be much for her to do if the police didn’t get there soon.

There were five men standing around one on the ground, beating him with what looked like iron bars and kicking him. If they kept this up, the only thing she would have to do was wait for the coroner to come.

Just then the dispatcher’s voice came across the radio. “Law enforcement has been delayed, officer down at another location, expect extended ETA.” Great, this guy would die for sure now, unless Anstice and Paul did something about it. They had to make a decision, do something against protocol that could put them both at risk or let the poor guy die. Anstice looked over at Paul, whose knuckles were white from how tight he was gripping the steering wheel. She knew he was thinking that they should be doing something but didn’t want to say anything to her, as she was in charge of making the decisions.

They couldn’t wait much longer. She reached over and flipped on the red lights and siren and hoped that that would be enough to get them to clear out. By god, at least it got their attention. All of the bad guys looked up at the same time. The sight they made had Anstice’s blood draining from her face. All of them were white as ice with hair as black as a raven, all their clothes were just as black, and even from two blocks away their eyes looked like they were glowing red, which must have been a reflection from the ambulance lights. At least that was what she hoped.

Anstice held her breath while the men stared her way, clearly trying to decide whether to run or take on the ambulance crew. They apparently decided that the man had had enough and the ambulance crew wasn’t a threat to them. They walked away like they were taking a nightly stroll down the street, not like they had just been caught beating a man probably to death.

Anstice looked at Paul, who had been holding his breath, too. “Let’s get him in the rig and get out of here before they decide to come back,” she said.

Paul replied, “You think he’s alive?”

She shrugged her shoulders and told him to drive up to the scene. When they got to the man lying lifeless on the ground, it didn’t look good for him. She jumped out of the ambulance, looking around, and tried to avoid stepping in all the blood that was on the ground around him. While Paul got the stretcher out she checked the guy’s vitals. What do you know? He was still alive, barely. His pulse was very slow and weak, and if they didn’t get him to the hospital ASAP, there wasn’t much even the best doctors were going to do for him.

They had just loaded him into the back of the ambulance and Paul was climbing in behind the wheel. Once she had the man settled she turned to lock the doors of the ambulance. Just as she was reaching for the lock, one of the men in black opened the back doors, demanding Anstice turn the beaten man over to him. “Give him to us and we will let you live. Try to get away with him, and we won’t just kill you, we will torture you first. We thought he would die before you could get him to the hospital but we just can’t risk him living.”

Anstice had always had a smart mouth with no filter between it and her brain. She always said the first thing that came to her mind, even if it wasn’t the appropriate time. “Yeah buddy, like making me look at that ugly mug of yours for hours on end?”

Who could blame her? The guy was so ugly he could scare the dark out of a closet.

Nikkos carefully lowered Adrian to his knees while Anstice laid herself back flat on the tile floor and spread her legs around Adrian’s. He pushed him forward onto his hands so that he was hovering over her. Nikkos leaned over his back and whispered into his ear, “Are you ready for me, my mate?”

Adrian could only nod his head in response.

Nikkos picked up the bottle of lube that for some reason Anstice had had in her pocket and had gotten their mate ready with. Nikkos had never been with a male before and hoped he was going to do everything right by his mate. He had talked to Anstice about it, and she wasn’t completely sure of how things should be done, either. However, apparently his little female mate loved to read gay erotic romance books. He couldn’t believe he was going to fuck his best friend and the only guidance he had was from books.

As he slicked up his cock, he raised his eyes to the ceiling and sent up a silent prayer to whatever gods were listening that he didn’t hurt Adrian and could make this good for him. He knew Adrian had been with other males, but as far as he knew no one had ever taken his ass before. Somewhere deep down he hoped that was because he was waiting for Nikkos to claim him.

Placing one hand on Adrian’s hip and using the other to press the head of his cock at his opening, he looked over Adrian’s shoulder at Anstice. Adrian was sucking on her nipples and had her writhing under him. She nodded at him just before she let out a moan as Adrian thrust his still-hard cock deep inside her. When Adrian was fully seated in their female, he held still, waiting for Nikkos to take him. Nikkos slowly pushed past the first ring of muscle and Adrian’s whole body went rigid as his head lifted up and he let out a hiss.

Nikkos froze. “Oh gods, baby, I’m sorry, I’ll stop. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Anstice placed a hand on each side of Adrian’s face. “Look at me,” she whispered.

It took him a few seconds, but Nikkos could tell when Adrian was looking at her. She lifted her head and gave Adrian a small kiss. “Just relax and keep looking at me.”

He nodded and let out the breath he was holding. When he did, his body relaxed a little. Anstice looked up at Nikkos. “Okay, baby, nice and slow. Push in a little farther.”

Nikkos shook his head. “No, I hurt him. I have to stop. I can’t hurt him anymore.”

Adrian looked over his shoulder. “The first time always hurts. Besides, you’re huge. I’ll be okay. Just go slow and give me a little time to adjust.”

Nikkos could tell he wasn’t lying to him by the look of love in his eyes, so he pushed a little farther in. Oh gods, he was so tight, Nikkos wasn’t sure how long he was going to last. He was afraid he would come before he could get all the way in and make this good for Adrian.

Anstice breathed with Adrian, in and out, in and out. What seemed like hours later, Nikkos let out a sigh when he was fully seated in his mate’s ass. He had to close his eyes and concentrate on not coming. Adrian’s ass was so hot and tight Nikkos was afraid if he moved it would be all over way too soon, and this was a moment he wanted to last.

Adrian couldn’t take it anymore. He had never felt this full before. To top it off, he was buried balls deep in Anstice’s tight, hot heat. He had to move. Slowly he pushed back against Nikkos, which changed the angle and caused Nikkos’s cock to brush against his sweet spot. He almost came right then. He bit his lip so hard his fangs punctured his bottom lip, causing a small drop of blood to appear. Anstice lifted her head and licked it off. That was all it took.

He started pounding into her, and every time he pulled out he pushed against Nikkos’s cock, causing it to pound into him farther and farther. Reaching one hand behind him to dig his fingernails into Nikkos’s ass, he screamed, “Fuck me, my mate. Fuck me harder.”

Before he could finish his plea, Nikkos took over, grasping both his hips and pounding into his ass. Every time Nikkos thrust forward, he caused Adrian to thrust even harder into Anstice.

Nikkos leaned over Adrian’s back and started licking his neck, which wasn’t an easy feat as Adrian was almost as tall as he was. He whispered in his ear, “I want to claim you, my mate.”

Adrian tilted his head back and to the side, giving him access to his throat the best he could. Just before he sank his fangs in, he groaned, “Mine!”

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A little over a month passed and Connie refused to talk to me. Even with Sammie as an over the phone mediator she always managed to steer the conversation away from me until Sammie waved me out of the room for privacy. Honestly it got to me more than it should have, so much so that I told my step-sister that I wanted out of her prostitution scheme, and even told Fallan to stop trying to get me to knock her up. Of course that made Sammie just mad enough to stop having sex with me too. Not mad enough to stop teasing me, kissing me, and letting me see her naked, but if I wasn’t going to help her make extra cash, then I wasn’t going to be inside her ever again.

Whatever, I thought, it was a fun week, and I had a couple hundred bucks to spend. Then one night while I was up late laying in bed finishing a book for school, Sammie sauntered into my room wearing not much more than me in just my boxers and plopped down next to me on the bed. “Can I help you, sister?” I said, not looking up from The Lord of the Flies. I wanted nothing more than to rip her silky black pajamas off and tear into her tight little body, but I was in no mood to be teased to the point my cock ached, and then left to take care of myself again.

“Actually, you can.” Sammie quipped and took the book from my hands. I looked at her, waiting “I have a friend that needs a favor.” She said and I rolled my eyes and reached for my book. Sammie tossed it across the room so it landed with a small crash on my computer desk. “Listen, you need to get over Connie. It was one fucking date Jason. One date with a girl so fucked in the head she won’t go out with a great guy who’s willing look to past her scars and her screwed up life.”

Lacking the book to hide behind I just scooted down on my bed and leaned my head back. Closing my eyes and throwing my arm over them I muttered. “I’ve already told you I don’t want to do this anymore, Sammie.” I took a deep breath and lied, “I don’t even care about Connie, but she proves that this whole thing makes shit too complicated.”

I felt Sammie stand up from the bed. “The only thing it proves is you’re a damn coward.” She hissed and I thought I heard her voice shake. “One girl rejects you and you decide to just close up to keep it from happening again.” When I moved my arm to look at her she turned away from me and walked for the door. “You don’t have to worry about me teasing you anymore,” she muttered. “I’m not going to bother with someone that doesn’t have enough spine to get what he wants.”

Maybe she was right. Of course she was right. I was terrified that I’d end up attached to one of our clients and end up getting tossed to the curb the second they were satisfied. Sammie had gone just over the line with that last remark though. I was up and out of the bed before she had my door open a few inches, so when I slammed it shut in front of her, it didn’t seem loud enough to wake anyone up. I pushed Sammie against the door with one arm wrapped around her, tightly squeezing her left breast through the thin material of her nightclothes. I ground my hips against hers and growled in her ear “Is this the spine you were talking about?”

She mewled a response I didn’t quite hear, but she was pressing her ass back against me and making no effort to get away from me. I jerked the back of her pajama bottoms down over her round little ass and ran my hand up her crack before opening the front of my boxers and pulling my cock out and laying it between her cheeks. Sammie braced her hands against my door and pushed her rear end towards me. I had to stoop a little, but I moved my hands to her hips and lined myself up with her slit before pulling her back onto me. She gasped and I groaned as I worked my way deeper into her tighter than ever pussy. I thrust in and out of her quim while she held herself off the door, pulling her ass back on me each time. “Oh God, fuck me Jason.” Sammie finally moaned out and lead me to my knees so I could properly impale her on my cock.

With her legs still trapped inside her pants, I but my knees outside of hers and drove my cock into her. The sound of her ass hitting my stomach filled the room as we did our best to keep from screaming each other’s names. Her insides were so hot and squeezing my shaft each time I penetrated her lips. I heard her suck in a sharp series of breathes and felt her pussy seize up and spray my balls with pussy juice. Sammie’s orgasm caused her arms stopped supporting her and her head hit the carpet, which made her shirt fall up to let me see that beautiful tattoo covering her back. I also left her even more open to my cock’s invasion of her cunt.

I almost couldn’t believe I was fucking my step-sister again. I’d thought we were done, but couldn’t be happier to be pounding balls deep into her spasming pussy again. I was gripping her hips and jerking her small frame back on my cock so hard I feared I might bruise her, but her quiet moans and gasps only encouraged me to keep going. “Don’t hold out, Jason.” I heard her tell me, she was looking back over her shoulder, smiling with her mouth half open. “Cum for me, baby. Cum deep in your sister’s cunt.” She chided and her pussy clamped down on me again.

I grunted and drove as deep into Sammie as I could before my cum erupted into her. She shuddered as I pumped my cock in and out of her a few more times, letting her throbbing walls milk my shaft. I practically fell over when she started to stand up. “I almost forgot how good you felt on the inside.” I sighed as I watched her straighten her clothes, then her hair in my mirror.

Sammie grinned at me as she walked over to where I was sitting on the floor and bent down to kiss me. She snaked her pierced tongue into my mouth and drew mine back into hers. “Get some rest, I’ll tell you about the job tomorrow.” She told me and turned to leave. When she opened the door, she made a surprised noise and I glanced up to see what startled her. I leaned to look past her into the hallway, and my blood froze. Standing there in her fuzzy pink pjs, mouth hanging open and eyes as wide as saucers, was Gracie.

Sammie quickly closed the door and I just as quickly had my ear pressed to it trying to hear what was being said. Failing to make anything out I pulled on a pair of pants from my hamper and joined them in the hallway. “So are you guys like boyfriend and girlfriend?” Gracie blurted out to me interrupting whatever Sammie was in the middle of telling her.

Sammie looked up at me and I stared at her then just shrugged. I had no idea what to tell either of my sisters. I never planned for getting caught or having to explain anything. “Yeah we are.” Sammie finally answered. “But it’s a secret ok?” she quickly added. Before Gracie could ask why Sammie went on “Most people know us as brother and sister, and you know that brothers and sisters aren’t supposed to date right?” Gracie nodded while I once again stood in awe at how fast Sammie handled her. “Well, people would get the wrong idea about this whole family if they found out about me and Jason. But, I’m not really your sister right? So we aren’t doing anything wrong.”

Gracie nodded and said “Yeah I guess not…” she yawned and it was obvious to me the door slamming had woken her up. She must’ve been on her way back to bed when she heard Sammie tell me to fuck her. “Mom and Dad are gonna be pissed though!” she suddenly blurted out.

“Watch your mouth.” I scolded, and before realizing I wasn’t really in the position to boss her around. “Mom and Samuel can’t know about this either.” I told her, looking down the hallway towards the stairs, expecting my parents to come up them any second. “Listen Runt, if anyone finds out about this, then Sammie will have to go live with her mother in Florida.” Gracie drew back like I’d raised my hand to strike her, I hadn’t realized just how attached the two girls had become to each other.

Sammie put an arm around her and added. “And Jason will have to come with me, because he’s my boyfriend,” I smiled a bit when she said that, but it faded when I saw Gracie start to tear up. “Now I know you don’t want to be left alone here, so all of this will just be our secret okay?” Gracie nodded, still on the verge of tears. “Come on, let’s get you back to bed.” The older sister said and led Gracie by the hand back to her bedroom. She came back to me sighing in relief and leaned against me in the hallway. I should have still been worried, but all was thinking was that Sammie still smelled good even after getting fucked in my bedroom floor.

“I don’t think we have to worry about her telling anyone.” I finally said. Sammie sighed again and nuzzled her head into my chest and groaned. I hugged her tightly and sighed myself. “Well, nothing we can do about it now.” I shrugged. “Go get some sleep Sammie.” I told her and released her so she could shuffle off to her own bedroom. I returned to bed thinking I’d never get to sleep, but found Sammie had drained me worse than I thought and quickly gave in to my heavy eyelids.

The next morning Sammie was already gone again, and Gracie acted like nothing had happened on the way to school. I was worried but prepared for a barrage of questions; her complete dismissal of what happened startled me so much I almost started talking it about it myself. Fallan met me just inside the school after Gracie scampered off to find her popular friends. “So Samantha told me the good news.” Fallan said with a smile and brushed her hips against me as we walked along the halls. I glanced after Gracie and frowned, and Fallan stifled a laugh. “Yeah, she told me the not so good news too.” She grabbed my hand so I’d stop before I went into my first class and turn to look at her. “Don’t worry about your sister ok? Even if your parents find out, Sammie’s mom would never let her go homeless, and I’d bet money she’d be happy to have a man around her house too.”

I looked her up and down for a few seconds. It’d had gotten colder since the last time I’d been so close to her, so she was hiding her body under a crushed dark red leather pea-coat and a long black corduroy skirt, but I could still see her firm tits and long tan legs in my mind. “I’m not worried she’d tell anyone on purpose.” I finally said and shrugged leaning on the lockers next to the classroom’s door. “But as much as that girl talks, it might slip out anyway.” I shook my head and almost laughed. “To make it worse she thinks Sammie’s my girlfriend, so I don’t even know what to do if I actually want to date someone, you know?”

Fallan grinned and looked away from me. “Did you, maybe… Have anyone in mind?” she half mumbled and scooted closer to me, pressing her chest to mine. I felt her hands on my sides inside my jacket and breathed in her scent. “I mean,” she went on, “you’re kind of Sammie’s plaything right now, but if we… I mean you, if you weren’t doing the whole prostitution thing…”

As Fallan started to trail off, I was leaning closer to her. Our eyes had closed and our lips had just met when I heard someone clearing their throat loudly behind me. I sighed and turned to see my English teacher staring at us with her eyebrows raised expectantly. “Go to class, Miss Ayush.” She ordered flatly, then held the door open for as Fallan rolled her eyes and stalked off. “Save it for after school, Jason, or at least until lunch.” Mrs. Holbe advised as I sunk into my seat wondering if Fallan would give me the chance to wait that long, or if I’d be jerked into a broom closet again.

I made it to second period without incident, but it was clear as soon as the economics teacher announced we’d be working in groups on a project that Fallan wasn’t going to let me make it much further. She quickly pushed a desk against mine, which was already against the wall, and effectively pinned me in my seat. I glanced around, expecting Sammie to join us, but my step-sister was already seated with three girls (at least I think they were all girls) that were dressed like there was a funeral after class. Fallan smiled at me and slid her hand across my thigh. It probably would have gone further but a third desk was placed facing us and a girl I’d never met sat down silently. “Fallan, Jason, this is Katie.” Our teacher introduced us. “She’s new and since you’re lacking two partners, she gets to join you.”

Katie wasn’t much bigger than Sammie; maybe an extra twenty or so pounds, all of which looked like it was carried on her chest or hips. Her brown and ash colored hair and big brown eyes (made to look even larger by her glasses) gave her a slightly mousy look, and her high cheek bones or short pointy nose didn’t do much to assuage the appearance. “Nice to meet you.” I said and offered a handshake. Fallan just sighed and put her hands back in her own lap.

Katie managed a meek smile and pulled her hand out of the pocket of her faded overalls to grab my hand. “Thanks.” She muttered. “Sorry you got stuck with me.” She really appeared apologetic too. I wondered what was bothering the girl so much, but figured she was just shy around new people. Fallan huffed again and started flipping through her notebook as if she actually cared about the project we were doing.

As we got to work, Fallan slowly loosened up a bit, and got more brazen with her advances. In the middle of a conversation about budgets for a new product her hand found its way to my zipper, and then quickly made it inside my pants. I leaned forward and rested my elbows on my desk; knowing better than to try and stop the dark-skinned girl from doing whatever she wanted, I decided to at least try and stop anyone from catching us. Concentrating on how she was making me feel and worrying about getting caught left little of my attention to be granted to what Katie was saying though. “Don’t you think so?” I barely heard. “Jason?”

I snapped myself to attention. “Um… Yeah.” I agreed to something. Fallan tried to hide a laugh and I cut my eyes at her. The discussion carried on and my cock was pulled out of my boxers so Fallan could more easily rub it. I tried not to moan, failed and tried to cover it up with a fake cough, which made Katie stumble over her words and give me a suspicious look. “What?” I tried to act as clueless as possible.

Fallan didn’t even flinch when Katie ducked down to look under the desk. I stupidly reached for her to stop her, as if I could’ve done so quickly enough or without exposing myself. “Oh… My God.” Katie gasped and sat back up in her seat blushing. She covered her face in her hands and slouched in her seat. “Are you seriously doing that at school? In the middle of class? Three feet away from me?” She asked in a hushed voice.

Fallan still hadn’t stopped and for some reason I hadn’t tried to stop her. “It obviously doesn’t bother you very much.” Fallan quipped. “If it did you would’ve already tattled on us.” Katie lowered her hands slightly, watching to other girl as she spoke. “Even with that innocent virgin nerd look you have going for you, I can tell there’s a little freak wanting to get out.” Fallan accused with grin. I wanted to laugh, I wanted to tell Fallan to stop picking on the girl, and I wanted to find out if she was right all at the same time.

Katie finally moved her hands and leaned in close to us. “I’m not saying anything because that’s not how to get on in a new school.” Katie admitted “I just want to do good on this project.” She said quietly. “And I know I’m new and you probably would rather just do it without me, but I need your help and I’d really appreciate it if you could pay attention to our work instead of giving each other handjobs in the middle of school.”

“You’re right.” I said forced Fallan’s hand off my junk. She frowned at me and I just shrugged. “She’s right. We all need this grade, so we should put our heads together and do a good job.” I leaned in close to Fallan and whispered in her ear “And if you’re really that horny, we can sneak into the supply closet again.”

Fallan grinned wider this time and shook her head. “They changed the lock on that door.” When she saw Katie looking at us confused she waved a dismissive hand. “Doesn’t matter. Let’s get back to work.” Which was still easier said than done with my erection straining against my pants. Lacking any place to sneak off to and have a quick slap and tickle, Fallan and I went straight to the cafeteria with Katie quietly in tow. When she sat down across from us, Sammie looked at like she was insane for daring to invade what most students considered her private table in the corner. “She’s okay.” Fallan vouched for her before Sammie could tell Katie to find somewhere else to sit.

“So, who’s the friend with the favor?” I asked Sammie, still curious as what or who I’d be doing now that I was ‘working’ again. As soon as I got the words out of my mouth, Fallan got her hand back in my pants. Katie was apparently the only one to notice the change in my expression and bit her lip to keep from laughing.

Sammie glanced at the new girl suspiciously before she started talking. “Not really a friend,” she shrugged. “But she’s paying more than usual so I’m putting aside our differences.” Sammie turned to me and smirked. “Do you know who Deborah Nichole Sollud is?” the name made Fallan’s grip tighten expectantly, and Katie coughed, either trying not to laugh at my face or something else.

Sure I did, it was hard to miss the name of the head cheerleader in a town obsessed with football. “What does miss popularity need me for?” I asked. “Surely she’s not lacking for guys wanting to fuck her.”

Sammie tapped me on the nose with a french fry and I wondered what had her in such an odd mood. “That’s the problem, dear brother. The guy she was fucking isn’t fucking her anymore, so she wants you for some relief.” Sammie popped the fry into my mouth and grabbed another for herself. “See, you’re still kinda new here, not many people know you, so even if you ran your mouth about it, nobody’d believe you.”

“So she needs me to be her rent-a-dildo?” I asked with a sarcastic smirk. Then another thought occurred to me. “And what about the guy that was plowing her? What if he gets pissed off and comes after me?” I worried, now talking as much with my hands as my mouth. “Last thing I need is some football player trying to kick my ass over some bimbo.”

Sammie smiled and put her finger on my lips to silence me. “Three. Thousand. Dollars.” She pulled a folded up stack of money from her back pocket and waved it in my face. It smelled like sweat and Sammie’s crotch and I wondered what she did with her cut of the money “That’s only five hundred.”

I was silent for a moment, enjoying Fallan’s slender fingers working my cock, staring at the money in Sammie’s hand as she shoved it down into her pocket. “When and where?” was all I needed to know. I was supposed to take Gracie home, and then go over to Debbie’s house since her parents were out of town. After giving me the directions, Sammie informed Fallan that she should take her hand off my dick before she started charging it rent, which made Katie laugh so hard she nearly choked.

Before I made it to the parking lot after last period, Fallan pulled me behind one of the drink machines next to the gym and shoved her tongue in my mouth. “Fuck me?” she pleaded. I smiled and nodded eagerly. Gracie could wait a few minutes while I got reacquainted with Sammie’s olive-skinned slave girl. She drug me through the gym, which was practically empty, and into the girls’ showers, which was thankfully empty.

Fallan pulled me nearly to the rear fire exit and quickly undid my pants and shoved them down before pushing me down on the fake-wood bench that ran along the center of the isle. She hiked her long skirt up to throw her leg over me and the bench, and stood standing on one leg in front of me. I reached under the heavy black fabric to move her panties aside to find they were split down the center. I ran my fingers down her slit and back up across her clit and pulled a shudder and small moan from her. “Really?” I smirked and snapped the band on her crotchless underwear.

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Summer Dreams

The day was unusually hot, so Summer decided to shut the house up and turn on the air-conditioner to try to cool down. Finally, she thought, I have the place to myself. Kids and hubby were off at football as per the norm for a Saturday. Wearily she sat down in her comfy chair in the lounge room and started to think about all the excitement of the last few weeks.

It had started with her decision to quit her job after 15 years with the same company. Summer had realised that career-wise, she was in a rut and so began to look for another job. Six months later she found one, in an entirely different industry. After working so long in a predominantly female field, it was quite a shock to find herself the only female in an office of four men. It was a truly refreshing experience to work with guys rather than bitchy women. The only bitch in the office was her!

However, she was so much hornier than she used to be. Maybe it was looking at all those fine male butts all day long; who knew? What Summer did know was her husband was getting luckier since she started working there. Not that he dipped out in the sex stakes before but it was worse now! The running joke with them was that most guys only get sex on birthdays, anniversaries and other holidays. In their house her husband got those days off! However lately he had actually started trying to beg off sex, complaining that he was tired, had a headache and so on and so forth.

Leaning back in her chair waiting for the room to cool, Summer took off her nightie and left her undies on thinking that would help cool her down quicker. Fanning her hand in front of herself lazily, 'Maybe if I told him my latest fantasy he would be more accommodating and put out a little bit more,' she thought dreamily, as the heat in the room started to dissipate slowly and she fell asleep on that thought...

Summer went into work on a Saturday, while her husband had the kids at football, thinking she'd be the only one there. She logged on to her computer and started working. After a while she heard the sound of someone unlocking the front door and making their way to the office. Summer looked up and saw Jason, one of the company's technicians, entering the office. He was dressed in tight denim jeans and a western shirt with his trusty RM Williams boots, looking sexy as hell. They chatted as usual as Jason cleaned up the mess on his desk before setting up his computer.

A few minutes later they both heard a couple more voices; it seems Summer and Jason weren't the only ones who had decided to work on a Saturday. Their boss, Luke, and the other technician, Alex, joined them in the office. They are both in blue jeans but Alex was wearing a Rugby shirt and Luke was wearing a button down Oxford shirt and both guys wore high top sneakers. Summer wondered aloud where the fourth musketeer - their sales guy, David - was and was told he wasn't coming in because he was visiting with his family.

The four of them all worked in companionable silence for about an hour when Jason decided it was break time. Summer asked what everyone wanted and was told, "You, naked on the desk!"

She laughed and said, "No, really, what do you guys want? Coffee? Tea?"

Jason told her they were being serious and if she didn't undress herself they would do the job for her.

Alex got up from his desk to shut and lock the office door. Luke just sat back behind his desk with his elbow resting on the arm of the chair and his chin in his hand watching the show that was about to unfold. Jason and Alex decided Summer was taking too long and started advancing on her. She laughed nervously and told them to knock it off but all four of them knew she was more excited than worried.

Jason's hot gaze raked slowly over Summer as he grabbed her up into a torrid embrace, French kissing her for all he was worth. Alex came up behind her and started kissing Summer's neck while running his hands up the front of her body, until he had her large breasts cupped, one in each hand playing with her large brown nipples. She could feel the strength of Alex's calloused hands as he gently handled her and this brought a moan of delight from her throat. Summer's hands were as busily unzipping Jason's jeans, which was a difficult task because of the hard cock that lay naked underneath the material.

Finally she freed his erection and started to play with it, slowly but firmly stroking the velvet skin up and down to smooth over the pre-cum that was leaking from the eye of his penis. Alex's hands left Summer's fat nipples and started to drift down to the edge of her skirt, pulling the material up to her waist. His hands slipped under the edge of her panties and began to trace a large finger around her wet vagina and hard little clit. Summer could feel his hard cock pressing into her through the barrier of their clothes and firmly pressed her arse back into it rubbing against it mercilessly.

Jason pulled away from her mouth and, while she was still playing with his cock, he unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders and down her arms. He then threw the blouse on the floor and told Alex to unzip the skirt and for Summer to step out of the pool of fabric on the floor.

Standing there in only her lacy red panties and high heels, Summer looked over to where Luke was sitting quietly watching the three of them. He had not unzipped his jeans but was casually rubbing his cock through the tight denim. Summer told him to get his cock out and join in but he declined saying, "Not yet; when the time is right."

Meanwhile Alex and Jason had finished pulling Summer's panties off and moving the rest of her clothes out of the way. She stood between the two guys with her feet slightly apart, still in her heels. Alex was the younger of the two and therefore more eager to strip off his own clothes and start getting it on. Jason told him to wait while Summer undressed him.

She turned around to face Alex, who started pulling on his hard cock, spread her legs, bent over and grabbed hold of Jason's foot, lifted and pulled his boot off. He liked that position and let her pull the other boot off the same way. Summer turned around and slowly pulled apart the pearl snaps on his western shirt, so that she could hear the pop, pop, pop as the shirt opened. Summer slid the shirt from his shoulders and threw it in the same corner as the rest of their clothes. Jason stood there in nothing but jeans and a smile. Summer thought to herself, 'Yes, girls, there is a God! A Greek one to boot!' Starting to get impatient, she shoved Jason's jeans down his legs and told him to step out which he did gladly.

While Summer had been undressing Jason, Alex had cleared her desk of everything and moved it to the centre of the office as if it were a stage. Summer backed up to the edge and with the guys help, slid up to sit on the edge. This spread her legs apart and gave Luke an eyeful of dripping wet pussy. Alex climbed up onto the table and knelt behind Summer while Jason took up his position in front of her again. 'I think these boys have either done this before or have spoken in great detail about how they would work it,' thought Summer.

Alex brushed her cheek with his to turn her head so that they could kiss, as well as once again cupping her large breasts in offering to Jason's hot wet mouth. Summer snaked one hand behind her back to play with Alex's cock while kissing him and her other hand started pulling on Jason's massive tool. Jason stopped sucking on her fat nipples to lick his way down to her very wet puss.

Summer's clit was so sensitive that her hips started to undulate with the sensation of Jason's tongue first poking and then plunging into her heated core. She found it difficult to concentrate and tried to release Alex's cock from her grasp. He didn't allow this and grabbed her hand in his fist, harshly jacking himself off until she felt the warm gush of his cum spilling over their clasped hands.

Jason, not content with licking Summer's pussy any longer, moved her off the desk and made her turn around and lay her upper body on it. This gave him free rein over her spread pussy. Summer felt the heat emanating from his cock as he slowly slid the tip up and down her slit before pushing himself home. As he was quite large in the downstairs department, it felt slightly uncomfortable at first. Jason let her get accustomed to the fuller feeling before he started sliding his cock in and out of her sopping wet hole.

Alex, who has recovered from his first orgasm, moved so that he was in position for Summer's mouth to take him in. As she sucked on his salty tasting cock, Summer glanced over to Luke, only to find him not sitting in his chair where he had been but standing next to Jason and completely naked.

Luke's tool wasn't as large as Jason's, nor was it the same size as Alex's; it was about middle of the road in length but fat enough in girth to make Summer smile with promise. Luke's eyebrow rose sardonically when he saw the look on her face. Jason slid out of her pussy and Luke moved to take his place between her spread thighs. As Luke started to pump away, Jason moved Alex out of the way to take his place in her mouth. Alex, not too happy with this, moved to the side of the three and took his cock in hand and started to jerk off over Summer's back. Jason began to pump his cock harder and deeper into her mouth, telling her how he hoped she swallowed, because he was going to fill her in a second. Summer couldn't stop sucking if her life depended on it because she was so turned on. Jason grasped her head in his big hands and started to face fuck her, shoving his tool down Summer's throat until his balls were slapping her chin.

Luke got excited from watching them and started to frantically hump harder and faster into Summer's pussy. She could feel his balls slap against the lips of her pussy as he pile-drived his dick into her wet hole and Jason let out a roar. Summer, making mewling noises, frantically sucked Jason's cock as he started cumming. The hot jets of his juice ran into her mouth and dribbled out the corners. Alex, who was still pulling on his cock, hastened his rhythm and sprayed his second load all over Summer's back. Luke suddenly pulled out of her pussy and with a grunt added his load to her juicy, spunk-covered back.

The feel of all three cocks unloading either in or on her set off Summer's own orgasm and she exploded. Cum started rolling down her legs, as she squirted her own special love juice...

"Honey? Summer? Honey...wake up."

Blinking her eyes open, Summer looked up into her husband's grinning face. He could smell the unmistakable scent of aroused woman drifting up from his wife's body.

"Wha...what happened?" she asked sleepily, moving restlessly as she could feel the tell-tale stickiness in her panties.

"You must have fallen asleep again after we left, sweetheart," he said, scooping his semi-naked wife up into his arms and sitting down with her in his lap. He continued, "Your parents came to watch the game today and decided to take the kids off our hands for the rest of the day." His hands started to roam over her naked breasts and Summer could feel the firming of his cock under her wet panty-covered arse.

"They did, did they?" Summer said waking up quickly. With a sly grin, her fingers began tracing the buttons on his shirt, "since we have the whole house to ourselves, how about we play a little game?"

Eyebrows raised, he smiled that roguish grin Summer had fallen in love with. "what game would that be, my love?"

Summer's grin was definitely wicked; maybe he really had been tired lately. He certainly wasn't begging off now. "Follow me, sir, and I shall show you all sorts of fun things to do on a Saturday morning, starting with a game called 'Saturday at the Office'!"

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tagNonConsent/ReluctanceToni's Forced Seduction Ch. 01

Toni's Forced Seduction Ch. 01

Toni Thompson sat in her chaise lounge by the pool watching her 19-year-old son and his friend play around in the water. Her and her husband Don, had been married almost 20 years, and Don Jr. was their only son. He was tall like his father, and very fit. She was very proud of his athletic good looks.

Jack his friend looked quite a bit different. He was a nice boy, but very slim and very shy. Toni saw how his bathing suit barely hung on to his slim waist. He was in fact, kind of frail looking, but he was such a nice polite boy.

Toni knew that he came from a bad family background. His father was in jail, and his older brother Rick, was known well to the police. He’d been arrested several times, spent time in and out of jail, and always seemed to be in trouble. She was happy that Jack was nothing like Rick.

At 38, Toni still had her figure. She was a petite 5-foot tall and weighed 100 pounds. She wore one-piece bathing suits most of the time, especially if there was company. She felt as a wife and mother, she needed to project the proper image. But even while wearing a one piece, she noticed that Jack seemed to watch her a bit too often. And more than once, she had caught him looking at other parts of her body instead of her face while he was talking to her. It made her a bit uncomfortable, but she could never say anything to Jack about it. He was far too shy, and she did not want to shatter his fragile ego.

It was Saturday around noon, so she decided to make the boys some lunch. She made some sandwiches and a pitcher of lemonade, which she brought out to the boys. As she carried it out, Jack quickly got out of the pool and took the tray from her hands. As he did, she noticed him staring right at her breasts. That bothered her a bit, so she went inside and grabbed a light cover-up.

As she put it on in the mirror, she noticed why Jack was probably staring. She had been lying out in the sun, and her suit had become a bit wet with her sweat. Her nipples were swollen a bit and were poking out through the thin material of her suit. She decided she had had enough sun for now.

She quickly pulled off the cover-up and then her suit. She then walked into the shower and rinsed off. She wrapped a towel around herself and then went back to her bedroom mirror. She undid the towel and looked at herself nude and smiled.

“Not bad for 38. You can still attract someone as young as Jack.” She thought smiling.

She applied some makeup and ran a brush through her hair and then changed into a comfortable short and top. She then went back outside to check on the boys who were finishing eating their sandwiches.

As she moved around the table, picking up the dishes, she noticed the light coming from one of her bedroom windows. As she quickly looked, she noticed that the mirror on her husband’s dresser could be plainly seen through the open window. She had closed the blind on the window by her dresser, but had not noticed the other one was open. She hadn’t been by it. But the mirror on her husband’s dresser faced the mirror on her dresser. The same one she had stood in front of nude, surveying her body!

“Had she been seen?” She thought. “My lord, I hope the boys, especially Jack did not see me like that!”

She quickly picked up the dishes and took them into the kitchen. Her stomach beginning to knot up, she decided to test things out. She went back into her bedroom, looking like she was getting something. She paused in front of her mirror and brushed her hair slowly. Briefly she let her eyes glance in the mirror to the mirror behind her. She was aghast when she saw Jack staring at her. She quickly looked away and left her bedroom.

“He had seen me!” She thought. “Oh my God! What am I going to do?”

She sat in the living room, trying to figure out what she should do next. “Should she talk to Jack? Should she just ignore it and forget about it? One thing for certain, those curtains would be closed the next time she changed!” She thought.

She decided she’d keep this to herself and turned on the TV. The boys came in a bit later and Jack went into the bathroom to shower and change. He left quickly with his hair still wet.

Toni went in later to clean up. “Boys just leave towels and everything else all over the floor.” She thought as she picked up the bathroom. She decided to clean out the tub and noticed some hair clogging the drain. As she reached for it, she noticed it was being held together by something white and sticky. She quickly realized it was semen.

“My God! Jack had masturbated in the shower after seeing her naked!” She thought.

She quickly cleaned her hand off and washed down the shower.

“What do I do now? Do I talk to him about this? This is so inappropriate.” She thought. She again thought that perhaps she should say nothing. She would just make sure nothing like that ever happened again.

Two days later, Toni was sunning herself by the pool. Her son was away with his father for the day, so she put on a two-piece bikini so she could get a better tan. She had high fences surrounding the pool area, so she felt comfortable lying there in the revealing suit.

The sun felt wonderful and as she lay there, she drifted off to sleep. She was awakened by the sound of the fence door opening. It was Jack coming over to visit. As she struggled herself awake, she realized she what she was wearing, and she looked for a towel to cover herself, but realized she had none. Jack approached her smiling.

“Hi Mrs. Thompson. Where’s Don?” He asked.

“He’s off with his father.” Replied Toni.

There was an unpleasant silence for several seconds. Toni noticed Jack looking at her, as he seemed to be trying to think of something to say. His eyes went from her breasts, to her tummy, and then her bikini covered private area. Suddenly Toni thought maybe this would be the appropriate time to discuss things with Jack.

“Jack, why don’t we go inside? I’d like to talk to you.” She said to him as she got up.

As she walked into the house, she quickly went into her bedroom and put on a robe. When she returned, she saw that Jack had already sat down.

“I need to talk to you about something important, something very private.” She said as Jack stared at her.

“I know you are a healthy young man, growing up and experiencing all kinds of thoughts and feelings. These are normal things for a young man to feel.” She said as she reached for his hand. Jack moved closer as she spoke.

“But I think that perhaps you are developing attraction and feelings for me that are not appropriate, Jack I am old enough to be your mother, and I am sure there are girls your own age you can get interested in.” Said Toni.

She looked into Jack’s eyes as she spoke. “I know what you did in the shower the other day. And I know you saw me the other day changing in my room. What you did was not right, and you should never do that again.”

Jack’s eyes changed when she said that. They began to well up with tears. Toni pulled the boy close and held him while he sobbed quietly. She stroked his hair and told him soothingly. “It’s OK Jack. It’ll be our little secret. No one will ever know.”

Jack stopped sobbing and began nuzzling her neck. Then she felt him kiss it lightly. She was prepared to softly push him away, when he quickly pushed her onto her back and tried to kiss her. His hands were quickly trying to open the robe and she felt his young hard penis pumping against her.

“Jack! Stop this right now!” She screamed at him as she tried to push him off.

Jack didn’t stop until she screamed again and pushed him very hard off of her.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He repeated over and over again, holding his head in his hands as he began to sob again.

She knew better to try and comfort him again. So she stood in front of him and said. “Jack, you must leave now.”

She watched as he got up and ran to the door. After he left, she felt sorry for the young man. But he had to learn he could not do such inappropriate things. She decided to say nothing to her husband or her son about the matter. She changed into workout clothes and thought she would head to the gym.

Then the doorbell rang.

She opened it thinking it was Jack. She was all prepared to be firm with him, when she saw his older brother Rick standing there. Rick was a muscular 6-foot tall. His hair was cut short, and his arms were covered with tattoos. He quickly pushed her out of the way and inside. He was glaring at her.

“Bitch! My little brother just came home. He told me what happened. You know he wants to fucking kill himself over this?” Rick screamed at her.

Toni began to stammer. “I didn’t mean to hurt him. I just explained to him that I couldn’t be like that with him. I told him he needed to find a girl his own age.”

Rick exploded and approached her, grabbing her by the throat. “So why the fuck are you walking around naked for him to see? Why the fuck did you invite him inside your house? You fucking cock teasing cunt!” He screamed at her.

“It was a mistake. I didn’t know I could be seen. I would never do that on purpose!” Said Toni sobbing.

“You know what your mistake was cunt? Fucking up my little brother! Now you fucking listen to me and listen good.” Said Rick as he moved closer to Toni and held her tightly by the throat as he pushed her against the wall. “My little brother is all fucked up. He’s in his room crying, talking about killing himself and shit like that. What are you going to do about that?” Yelled Rick, his face just inches from Toni.

“I’ll talk to him again.” Said Toni sobbing lightly.

“Yeah, you talked to him last time.” Sneered Rick. “And look what the fuck happened. I got a better idea.”

“What do you want me to do?” Asked Toni.

“I’ll tell you what. Jack is coming back here today. And you are going to be nice to him. And if you’re not, that perfect snotass kid of yours is going to have an accident. You understand?”

Toni said nothing as Rick held her. Then she spoke.

“What are you talking about?” Asked Toni.

“You know what the fuck I am talking about cunt! Either you be real nice to my little brother. And I know you know what the fuck I mean by that. Or your little boy might have a little accident one day.” Sneered Rick.

Toni just stared at the glaring Rick.

“And don’t think about calling the fucking cops on me, because if I go in jail, one of my boys will take care of your son. Understand?” Asked Rick.

Toni began to sob and said. “Please I cannot do this. Please don’t hurt me or my son.”

“Bitch! You fucked with the wrong boy.” Said Rick as he let go of her throat. His hand went down to her crotch and roughly grabbed her pussy through the material.

“You get one warning, one chance. When my brother comes back here today, you make him happy. And if that means you spread your legs and give him some of this, then you’ll fucking do it!” Said Rick as he played with her pussy through her exercise leotards. “Understand?”

“Please! I can’t do something like that!” Sobbed Toni.

“You can, and you fucking will. Or the next call you get from your baby boy, will be from the hospital!” Said Rick.

“Now, do we fucking understand one another?” Asked Rick.

Toni said nothing.

“Do we fucking understand one another?” Yelled Rick as he squeezed her pussy hard through the material.

“Yes.” Said Toni weakly.

Rick let her go of her crotch and moved close to her face. “Remember. Make him fucking happy, or your little boy will be hospital bound.” Said Rick. He quickly moved away and went to the door.

Then he turned and looked at the sobbing housewife, his eyes roaming all over her body. “Not bad for an old whore. Maybe I’ll fuck you after Jack is done with you.” He sneered as he went out the door.

Toni’s stomach was in knots. “What can I do?” She thought. “I can’t call the police. I can’t tell my husband. Maybe I could reason with Jack. He’s a nice boy. He’ll understand. And he’ll get his brother to back off.” Toni sat and sobbed and tried to reason her way out of her dilemma. Suddenly the phone rang.

“Bitch, my brother is on his way to see you. I told him you called and wanted to apologize. Make him happy. Understand?” Asked Rick.

“Yes.” Said Toni as she hung up the phone.

“What am I going to do? I can’t sleep with Jack! He’s too young!” She thought.

She sat in her chair ready to cry, when the doorbell rang. She knew it was Jack. She wiped her eyes and went to the door. Jack was standing there smiling.

“Come in and sit down Jack. We need to talk.” She said.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you earlier. You just caught me by surprise. But you understand I am married don’t you? You should be interested in someone your own age.” She said as she tried to reason with him.

Jack’s smile turned into a frown. “I thought you liked me! My brother said you said that!” He said beginning to cry. “He lied and you lied. I don’t want to live!” And he got up to leave.

“Stop Jack!” Said Toni. Her was mind racing. She couldn’t let him leave.

“Come back here Jack,” She said as she grabbed his hand and led him back to the couch.

She sat next to him and took his hand in hers and said. “Now Jack, just calm down.”

Jack just sat there sobbing.

“My God! What am I going to do?” She thought.

She reached forward and lifted up Jack tear lined face. He looked so sad, so devastated. She thought of her son, and the danger he might be in. She kept trying to get Jack to stop sobbing and muttering about not wanting to live, and how sorry he was.

She realized she had no choice.

“Jack, I am going to do something for you. And I am only going to do this once. And if I do this, you must keep this a secret, just between you and me. And you must tell your brother I made you happy. OK?”

Jack stopped sobbing and smiled and said. “Yes.”

“Do you promise? I won’t do this unless you promise.” Said Toni.

Jack smiled again and said. “Yes. I promise”

Toni’s stomach was in knots. She knew what she had to do, and she hated that she had to. Toni got off of the couch and moved between Jack’s legs. She reached in and caressed Jack’s thighs, and then reached up to undo his pants. Jack lifted up and she slid down his jeans. She noticed the bulge already apparent in his boxer shorts. She grabbed the sides of those and removed them also. Jack’s young hard penis popped into view.

She took it in her hand and stroked it lightly. “Promise me Jack. Promise me and I’ll do this.”

“I promise.” He replied weakly.

Toni’s small hand almost went around Jack’s rock hard young cock. She marveled a bit at how hard it felt in her hand. It was a bit smaller than her husbands, but it was as stiff as a board.

Toni stroked his cock slowly and Jack began to moan and pump against her hand.

It was over almost before it started. Jack groaned and shot a huge load of cum up into the air. He groaned loudly as Toni stroked and stroked his cock until it softened. She got up to get a washcloth from the bathroom to clean up the mess.

“Well, that was certainly fast.” She thought as she wiped some of the cum from her hand and arm. She chuckled to herself a bit about how quickly it was over. It had been years since something like that had happened. It reminded her of high school days with an old boyfriend. She hoped that Jack would now go home and tell Rick she had made him happy and then Rick would leave her and her son alone.

She returned to find Jack sitting there with his shirt now off. She thought he would be ready to go, but now he looked like he wanted to stay longer. Toni knelt in front of him and cleaned the cum from around his cock and thighs with a washcloth she had brought from the bathroom. She stroked his cock a few times as she cleaned it and was surprised to find it getting harder.

“My God, he can’t be ready again!” She thought as she stopped stroking his cock and noticed it growing hard again.

Jack moaned and said. “That was wonderful, Mrs. Thompson, Thank you.”

Toni looked in Jacks eyes and said. “I just want to make sure you’re happy Jack.”

Toni looked down, as Jack’s cock was now stiff and hard again. She was amazed. Her husband and her hadn’t done it twice in a row in more than 10 years. Here was this kid now hard as a rock and ready in five minutes. She felt some perverse joy in knowing she had stimulated him so.

Jack reached down and began to stroke his cock slowly. Toni watched as Jack pumped up into his hand, moaning softly as he slowly jacked himself off.

“Hopefully, he’ll finish himself off, and I’ll be done with this.” She thought as she watched.

Jack kept stroking and then moaned. “Help me.”

Toni just looked into his eyes, unsure of what to do.

Jack then asked again. “Please help me.”

Toni felt she had to do something.

Toni moved her hand around Jack’s cock and began to stroke it. He began to hump against her hand, just like the last time. But this time he was lasting longer. She kept stroking him while she looked into his eyes, seeing the pleasure she was giving him.

She began to stroke him slowly, moving her hand in different motions, marveling at how she was making him jump on almost every stroke.

“Am I pleasing you Jack? She asked.

“Yes.” Was his breathless reply.

Toni continued to slowly stroke Jack’s young rock hard cock while she stared at Jack’s face, part of her reveling in how she pleasing him so. His eyes were now closed as he pumped against her hand, his mouth open, breathing deeply and moaning. She couldn’t believe he was getting so crazed from what she was doing.

Something began to stir in her body. Later she told herself she only did it to speed things up, but at that point she was being feel a bit warm and aroused at the effect she was having on this young man. She decided to really do something really special.

She leaned forward and kissed the head of his penis, and then took it in her mouth. She felt him jump as her warm mouth encircled his stiff young cock.

Jack screamed and hit body jerked and spasmed as he began to cum again, this time in Toni’s mouth. Toni was amazed with how much cum there was. It had been a long time since she had swallowed for her husband. And something in the back of her mind stirred and her body shivered a bit as she drank the young mans cum and sucked him until he softened.

She pulled back and smiled and said. “Happy now baby?”

“Yes. Yes I am. Thank you Mrs. Thompson. I’m so happy.” He said.

Toni thought. “Now he can go back to his brother and tell him I made him happy. Now all I have to do is figure out how to put this to an end.” Toni rose up and went into the bathroom to clean up her face. She was hoping Rick would be dressed and ready to go when she came back.

Toni looked at herself in the mirror. “Pretty good for an old lady huh? You got him off twice.” She thought smiling. She also felt some wetness in her pussy. “My God! I’m awful. Did I enjoy that?” She thought. She just shook her head and ran a brush through her hair. She returned to the living room, hoping to see Jack dressed and ready to go. He was not. He was sitting there stroking his cock hard again.

“My lord! Doesn’t this boy ever quit?” She thought as she looked at him.

“Come over here Mrs. Thompson. I want you to sit on me.” Said Jack.

Toni froze. She thought she had done enough to please Jack and make him happy but apparently she hadn’t.

“Come on Mrs. Thompson. Take off your clothes and sit on me.” Jack said.

Toni did not move. She had wanted to avoid this. She had hoped that by doing what she had done so far, she could avoid actual intercourse.

“Jack, I think we’ve done enough for the day. I’m a married woman and so much older than you. And I’ve done more than I should have. But I like you Jack. I really do. But I think you should go home now.” Said Toni.

Jack stopped stroking his cock and his face changed. “You don’t really like me! You told me you’d make me happy! My brother told me too! You both lied to me!” He said beginning to sob. “I’m going to tell Rick what you did!” He screamed.

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Lips were suddenly on my neck; that spot on my neck where my pulse could be felt the strongest. The spot that a mate was drawn to by some invisible force that begged him to mark me as his own. I whimpered as I felt his tongue dash out, licking the spot in preparation for the initial bite all the while our bodies were still connected. Finally, my mate was here, the other half of my soul. He pounded inside me, stroking the flames of my inner inferno. His size stretched me, claimed me, demanded pleasure that I wasn't sure I could provide but was helpless to deny. Higher and higher the flames grew. Harder and faster he went. My legs instantly wrapped around his waist. My heels dug into his buttocks, my arms grabbed on to his. Sweat rolled down my body leaving a trail between my breasts, across my stomach, and past my navel until it disappeared between my legs. I felt my inner muscles clamp down; shrinking as if the tightness was trying to hold him into me forever. My canines elongated. The hands I had used to pull him close shifted into claws. My control was gone. Finally my wolf could truly run free. I smiled realizing that he too had started a half shift lost in the sensations. My climax was so close I could taste its sweetness and just like that I woke up.

This was so completely frustrating. As a wolf shifter, I should completely understand what was going on with me. After all, I had been dreaming of my life’s mate for the past six years. It was normal to first meet in a dream. What wasn't normal was that in the six years I have been dreaming of him, I wasn't one step closer to finding out who he was. I went to the elders, begged for advice but the reply was always the same: when the time was right, our physical selves would catch up with our spiritual. The problem with that was I was in heat and being unmated and in heat spelled disaster in every language I knew. The thought of living through a week of constant arousal alone made me want to cry. However, the mere thought of a substitution other than my mate made me sick. Once mated, the touch of another male would have negative effects on my health. Until I was mated, however, I was free to wolf around with whoever I saw fit. Unfortunately, no one told my wolf that. Ever since she scented her mate, dream world or not, no one else caught her attention. This was becoming one long week and it had just begun. When we met in my dreams tonight, I was going to take matters into my own hands.

I can't believe I did it. For the past six years I was always awoken in my dreams to my mate thrusting inside me. If there had been foreplay prior to that throbbing sensation, my mind must have closed it out, only revealing the exact moment where our bodies became one. Tonight was different though. Tonight, I searched for him and found him asleep not quite yet prepared to journey into my mind. Slowly, I lowered myself next to him, kissing from him neck to earlobe. I nipped lightly but firmly enough to cause a reaction. His body began to awaken even as his mind had yet to awaken for me. Firmly, I grabbed hold of his shaft and began to stroke up and down, amazed at how quickly it went from soft to steel. In my previous dreams, passionate, yet brief, I never had the chance to explore him so I took the time to visually explore every inch of his body. In my fascination, I didn’t even realize that he had awakened and was staring at me both confused and pleased at the same time. Just when I was leaning in to taste him, he whispered a moan that caused me to momentarily stop in my tracks. I recovered quickly, smiling like a child who was just caught trying to sneak a sweet treat before dinner. He rolled on top of me and kissed me. A kiss that turned the power off in my brain while increasing the senses directly connected to my core. I felt the liquid pool between my legs until it had no choice but to flow down. An arousal I felt sure he could smell. After all, I was counting on it. I needed him to understand the urgency of finding me. I needed him. My body craved him to fill the void that only a mate could. Releasing my mouth he latched on to a nipple, sucking it so hard it sent a shock to my clitorus making me squirm. Not one to ignore, he used one hand to tweak my other nipple while using his other hand to pinch and pull my aroused button. I'd cum like this with him before so I wasn't afraid I would miss my chance if I gave in to the orgasm rushing towards me. I cried out as he slipped two fingers inside me, caressing a spot I had yet to find on my own and sent me flying over the edge. When I regained the ability to think, he was already inside me exacting slow, lazy strokes. The time came to confess my need, while he was distracted by our passion but not yet overwhelmed. "I need you mate." I whispered. We had spoken before but it was always with the purpose of heightening the moment. "Need? Hard (he thrust harder), fast (he thrust faster). Tell me mate. Ask and you shall have." Well, since he put it that way. "I need you to find me," and at the moment I pressed my fingers on my sweetness hurrying me to a climax that snatched me from my dream world. I awoke sexually frustrated but satisfied that I had done what I needed to convince him that whatever the reason he stayed away, the time had passed and I needed him.

Two days later and my heat was in full effect. I locked myself away. Even the air made my skin sizzle. I needed to cum so bad I almost said to hell with a mate and walked outside to let my scent send all the available males in a five mile radius to my door. The thing about wolves is when a female goes into heat it’s like a drug you’ve been addicted to all your life being dangled in front of you. Thankfully, we only go into heat once every three years. I was so consumed with the need for release that I didn’t care it wasn't with my mate, during my first heat. Since then, my wolf felt cheated out of the forever bond that mating created. This was the reason I endured being in physical pain; she wouldn't allow me to lose myself unless my mate was there to find me.

I couldn't sleep so I hadn't seen him since the night I asked him to find me. My wolf clawed at me needing to be set free as much as my human side. I didn't remember my last heat being this intense. I felt my skin tightening around my bones, discomfort everywhere not just my core. And then the scent hit me. A male was near. Not just any male but MY male. So close that my thick arousal suddenly went into overdrive as if sending out a signal for him to find me. I rushed to the door removing the barrier that kept my scent from alerting the pack of my condition. As soon as the lock was off and the door was open I was in his arms. His mouth crushed mine and a taste that was familiar and new greeted me. I was fully naked as clothes made no sense when nothing could touch me without making me weak with need. I wrapped my arms around his neck drawing him closer to me. He grabbed my legs lifting me up rubbing me against his groin in the process. Spinning me around and backing me up against the door he released me long enough to shed his clothes. Again our mouths connected, his hands roamed my body. We would have time to explore later but I needed him inside me now. I exposed my neck to him the same time he pushed inside my already drenched center. Finally we were together, and this time when he sank his teeth into my neck and his hardness into my core, I reached the stars and when I came down my mate was there. Joined with me forever and ready to enjoy our first in an eternity of heat spells together.

©2014, Priscilla Danita Robinson

Priscilla D Robinson is the Author of Love's Moodswings: The Discovery, the Choice, and the Surrender to Love. Her debut book is a collection of three short stories that focus on different forms of love. Recently she began the task of writing down what her mind showed her and thus began her writing journey. When she is not off in a dream world she lives in Connecticut with her daughter. Robinson is currently a student at the University of Bridgeport for a bachelor's degree in Human Service. Her favorite saying is “the sky is always purple somewhere in the world” which means anything is possible if you know where to look for it.

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Pretty Perversions: Sheets and Salirophilia

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A messy imagoes part of a woman face showing one eye and part nose and lips in grey shades and blacksWelcome to Pretty Perversions, the very last post in our final segment ‘A Freak On Top of the Sheets’ and for the Beneath the Sheets anthology in general.

We can’t believe it but this is the last exploration in to the different desires and fetishes that our sheets have offered themselves to since their creation.

When we first made our durable sheets we knew we wanted to help make everyone’s desires more liberated and carefree, but never did we imagine how much this endeavour would resonate, nor just what would be occupying the surface of our sheets.

Thanks to all of you, our amazing customers and readers, we have been introduced to so many different ideas and manifestations of sex, sexuality, and desire and we so grateful that we’ve touched your lives, as you have ours.

So, with deep gratitude, please enjoy this final glimpse into a fetish our sheets helped us discover, as we get down in the dirt and muddy ourselves up for some fantastically scruffy fun. Enjoy!

Pretty Perversions

Remember being a kid and getting your very first Barbie doll or action figure?

When they came to you they were likely perfect – well-dressed, smiling happily, and pristine down to the very last detail. And, chances are, you really loved that toy…but you still wrecked it.

There’s rarely a doll or action figure that makes it through ownership without being messed up. Sure, we care about these items, but we also want to take their clothes off, contort them in to weird angles, draw of them, and get them down and dirty in the mud.

Despite this, we still loved these objects and we still thought they were pretty, because at that point, they were ours and we’d stamped them with our own form of affectionate ownership – their own imperfect perfections.

This childhood desire to mess up and make these objects our own could very well be considered as a pre-cursor to salirophilia – a gratification arising from messing up the object of one’s desire – and, though many of us grow out of our ‘messy Barbie’ days, some people find creative more adult ways to revel in this sense of scruffy ownership.

Salirophilia 101

Salirophilia is a rarely recorded fetish but one that our sheets often compliment and one that we feel deserves more attention.

As mentioned above, this fetish is attributed with messiness, or making someone (usually an attractive individual) ‘ugly’ or dirty in some way. Before jumping to conclusions, this isn’t some sexual version of the ‘Ugly Snapchat’ trend that hit a few years ago, nor do those with salirophilia want to hurt, insult, or degrade the person that they’re attracted to.

As with all fetishes, the fantasies that someone with salirophilia has, do not reflect their overall attitudes or beliefs. Fetishists, in general, tend to be more aware of their sexual desires and, thus, more respectful of boundaries and clear on disclosure and communication. But there is something about mess or people being made to look (or making themselves look) messy or unattractive which appeals to those with salirophilia.

If you struggle to imagine the appeal of salirophilia then just think of any of those movie scenes where you see a muscular male lead cleaning up a vehicle. Their bodies are sweaty and they’re covered in dirt and grime yet, somehow, that element of scruffy, saturated filth is somehow fanning the flames of your already filthy fantasies.

The female contrast might be the conventionally attractive individual who chooses to ‘lay back’ by putting on a big baggy hoody and tying their hair in a casual bun. All of their curves are obscured and lose threads of hair run wildly from their semi-tamed mane yet, to you, they look even hotter than the ‘polished’ look.

Both of these would be casual examples of salirophilia: Deriving pleasure from mucky and messy looks.

Maybe the fetish is more wide-spread than we give it credit for.

A Uniting Fetish

To say salirophilia is discreetly commonplace is perhaps an understatement, too.

When you think about it, salirophilia intersects with many different fetishes, many of which we’ve mentioned in this anthology.

Sploshing, bukkake, urolagnia and coprophilia are all examples of pretty perversions that link directly to salirophilia. Each of these fetishes derives pleasure from messing up the body in some way, and the only true variations are the substance used by the fetishist and the potential intention behind each action or desire.

For example, someone in to piss play might be getting messy, which relates to salirophilia, but might enjoy it mainly for the sensation, not the sense of mess. Regardless, someone with salirophilia and someone with urolagnia could still form a very mutually beneficial fetish dynamic, given how well their fetishes tie together.

Mysophilia, an attraction to the soiled or dirty possessions of people (typically their clothing) is also related to salirophilia and, in this instance, you have an interesting element of time and tense in the fetish.

Although the messiness is still the focus of both attractions, salirophilia relates to seeing, being, and doing in the present – that is, interacting a person and playing a part in the mess made. Conversely, mysophilia is more about owning or experiencing the aftermath of someone’s messy predicaments – a glimpse in to the past. Add in an element of the future and this is a fetish that would make even Charles Darwin proud.

Sadly we can’t really help with mysophilia, as our sheets are well known for leaving no trace of one’s messy encounters post-play. Our apologies there.

Mud, Sheets, and High Art

When it comes to salirophilia, though, our sheets are just the trick for a truly messy session between fetishist and consenting individual/s. The methods of play that our sheets offer for someone who wants to muck up and muddy someone are actually so self-exploratory (and explanatory) that we feel it’s best to let you fill in those beautiful blanks should salirophilia ever catch your fancy.

There is, however, one final element of salirophilia worth mentioning, and it’s something we think our sheets can add a fun new angle to.

For many people with salirophilia there is also an interesting attraction to vandalised art pieces, or a desire to collect (and personally destroy or vandalize) prints or pictures of famous works of high art.

This fetishistic iconoclasm is incredibly interesting when it comes to fetishes and their wider engagement and influences on society, culture, and politics in general. To engage in art, after all, is to engage with a greater social narrative. To get sexual arousal from the defacement of art? Well, there’s a whole lot going on there. More than this article can necessarily delve in to. Instead, we offer those with salirophilia a fun suggestion.

As part of our ongoing aim to meet our customer’s needs, we offer bespoke sheet printing services. Imagine the potential of printing out your favourite artwork on to a sheet and being able to do whatever you want with it before then being able to wash it off and start all over again.

Alternatively, just imagine the living, breathing object of your desire lying on sheets made to have a bespoke frame around the edges – your very own eagerly consenting work of art just waiting to be vandalised.

The Final Flecks on the Sheet

Salirophilia is very rarely studied, poorly documented, and typically considered as an outlying desire. But, really, don’t we all like to make our partner a bit dishevelled and wet from time-to-time.

Smudged lipstick, half-torn underwear, the lazy after-sex shirts. These are all things that we admire and think of as fundamental in sex. While out culture made idolise polished beauty we all, on a primal level, desire the lustful messiness of scruffy sex.

Heck! One could argue that Sheets of San Francisco has found its success from this fundamental basis of subtle salirophilia amongst other pretty perversions. As we say on our About page our sheets are about allowing people to ‘make as much mess as people want, wherever, and whenever’.

This anthology has gone through an incredibly roster of sexual activities, our sheets being the supposed united theme of them all but, really, that’s not the point of this anthology. No, the continual theme of this anthology has been you, our customers, and the desires, activities, and sense of adventure that you have brought to the bedroom with each play session. Our sheets are simply along for the ride.

That being said, it is our sincere hope that they have brought something truly meaningful to your dynamics. This anthology may have reached its end but we will continue to be here facilitating your brilliantly authentic sexual messiness and pretty perversions.


look up any word, like hipster:

17 definitions by Wallaroo

(Verb)- When someone takes their palm and
slaps someone else on the side or the back
of that person's head. The action can be made
easily by swinging your arm, striking the back
of that fool's head; sometimes you can snap
your wrist in mid-swing to get a better sting
on that idiot's dome. Best applied to dumb-asses
and fucknuts who just WON'T learn.

Also, it was a song at one time in the 70s.
It didn't take long for my friend to get
pissed off enough to go "oops upside ya head"
on his homie for turning his whip
into a hooptie... especially when it was
so paid-for.

Any mom will go oops-upside-their-kid's-head
for bad report cards.
by Wallaroo April 10, 2006
A woman's pussy... you know... her muff... her nookie...
How I long to sing in a babe's yodel patch...
Yum... :-9

Just thinking about it gives me a hard-on... ^_^
by Wallaroo April 29, 2006
(adj.) Description of an ample amount of
mammarian flesh, also known as breasts,
knockers, knobs, tits, titties, jugs,
juggs, bazooms, etc. which stretches
any sweater (or top for that matter!) to
attractive, distractive, and/or delicious
The way the girl's sweater-filling looked,
bouncing softly as she walked past, jiggling
at every step she made, Mother Nature was
VERY KIND to her. I did a one-gun salute
after she passed by. Man, was she a hottie!
by Wallaroo January 22, 2006
Same as The Eminem salute, the freeway salute, the Jersy salute,
the finger, the bird, just to flip off the ones you really can't stand.

In other words , the middle finger.
There was many a time
That Roy Lee acted a prat.
Seriously, he was an older version
Of a poseur, a brown noser, and a really spoiled brat.

So, whether it was behind his back
Or right in his PLAIN VIEW,
I'd showed him my middle digit
And with no hesitation, too!

Though I had quit that job,
I've given him the one-finger salute...
Just to prove he's a big loser...
AND to piss him off, to boot!
by Wallaroo November 04, 2005
Another name for breasts.
The girl was flat-chested before; now she looked like
she had put great big balloons under shirt... that is...
until she took off that shirt! WOW!!
by Wallaroo October 14, 2005
The after effects of shagging without rubber.
When your girl starts knitting booties as she
sports a baby bump, you know you'll HAVE to either
get hitched or pay child support.
I know I want a cute girl to be knitting booties,
but I need have cabbage to support her and her
kids... once we're married.
by Wallaroo October 14, 2006
Cleavage between a woman's breasts,
especially if said woman has large
I tried not to notice, I tried to
ignore it, but I couldn't help but
look upon the fruitful valley that
was in view from within her snug
by Wallaroo October 12, 2005