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For Lucy.

It’s a warm summer morning, and sunshine streams in through the gap in the curtains and onto your bed, waking us. Your husband is away and we’re both exhausted since we spent the whole night screwing each other senseless.

You know when you wake up in the morning with that satisfied well-fucked achy feeling in your pussy? You have that, along with a wet feeling of my sperm oozing out of you. But we’re late for work… Like, really late! We get out of bed, pull our clothes on and leave your flat to go to the tube. You’re wearing a light summer dress and I have trousers and a shirt on. There was no time for showers and we both stink of sex.

The tube is ram-packed and hot – typical peak rush hour. We manage to push our way onto a train and a crowd of people squeeze on behind us, pushing us hard into each other and into everyone else. I manage to reach up and hold on to one of the bars for support and you hold on to me. I can feel your boobs pressed into my chest and your leg brushing against mine, and of course I’m instantly horny. I can see the red marks on your neck where I was just slightly over-enthusiastic at kissing you last night.

The train rocks us together as it moves.

My free hand is behind your back, holding you, and drops down to your bum. I expect you to give me a cheeky smile and push it back up, but instead I see that look of lust in your eyes and I know exactly what you want.

My hand drops down further and you position yourself so that your thighs are open. Beneath the level where everyone is holding their bags and jackets I gently lift up your dress and sneak my hand underneath before dropping it back down. I can feel your gorgeous warm buttocks covered by your little knickers and I start to caress them. All the time, both of us nonchalantly staring into the mid-distance like everyone else.

You struggle to shift your position, but manage to move so that I can reach under your crotch with my fingers. I start to rub your slit and I can already feel your juices and the remains of my spunk from last night oozing into the material of your knickers. I see you close your eyes in pleasure, just as the doors open and everyone moves so that people can get off the train. My hand is pushed out from under your dress and we have to reposition further into the carriage just at the end of a row of seats. Again, we are crushed by the crowd even worse than before.

By the time I get my fingers back under your dress, your pussy is drooling. I can feel it not just all over your crotch but beginning to drip down your thighs. I start to gently pull the elastic of your knickers to one side, exposing your wet cunt to the air under your dress.

You’re pushing your tits harder into my chest and it’s all I can do not to grab your face and kiss you hard. Both of us still trying to maintain straight faces.

My fingers start to slide along the just-open crack between your pussy lips, slipping from near your clit to near your bum hole and back. I see you struggling to keep your eyes open and you rest your head on my shoulder. Everyone around us is utterly oblivious to the fact that you’re about to be finger fucked.

The doors open on the opposite side of the train, and people move again. I push you against the glass panel at the end of the row of seats, spinning you around so that you face them canlı bahis and your back is to me. The train fills up again so tight we can hardly breathe. This time your boobs are pressed against the glass and your bum is towards me. I’ve managed to keep my fingers in your knickers, still tracing around your slimy lips.

But by now you’re getting more desperate and you’re pushing your cunt down towards my fingers. I’m just about to push two fingers deep into you, when I notice a young woman at the other end of the carriage looking at you. She has long brown hair, and is slim with medium sized boobs in a tight top that looks too hot for the weather today, and blue jeans. She is about 25, maybe a grad student.

She keeps glancing towards you, perhaps wondering why your eyes keep closing and your mouth opens in quite the way it is. In short, despite you doing your very best to hide what you’re feeling, she has noticed there is something going on. You see her too, and try to compose yourself so that she loses interest, but just at that moment, my middle and index fingers penetrate your hot wet fuck hole.

You can’t help yourself and a moan escapes you. It doesn’t matter – nobody can hear above the noise of the train, but the student sees it and sees you suddenly shut your eyes and open your mouth. She knows for sure you’re feeling sexual pleasure somehow. My fingers sink deeper into your cunt and I keep going until I am knuckle-deep inside you. I move my other hand, as discretely as possible around your side to touch the edge of your boob closest to the carriage wall. Nobody would really notice except the student who knows something is going on and knows that hand isn’t there by accident.

I start pumping your cunt hole with my fingers, twisting them around and bending them to stimulate your g-spot better. I know that you have juices trickling down your thighs and some have almost made it as far as your knees. You look at the student girl and she looks at you. You know you’ve been caught, but you can’t stop me finger fucking you in the position we’re in. And you don’t want to.

You push your arse back into me to get my fingers as deep as possible, and as they sweep around your cervix the student girl realises exactly what is happening. That you’re being deeply finger fucked in public, surrounded by people, like a complete slut and you love it. You can see her nipples become erect under her too-tight top, and she tries to cover them with her arm, but she’s not even being subtle about looking at you now – staring into your eyes, her face blushing with lust. You can see her rubbing her thighs together and shifting her position and you can’t help but wonder how wet her pussy is and how it might taste.

All the time I still have two fingers pumping in and out of your tight hot wet pussy, slightly bent forwards to hit your g-spot every time I thrust in, my little finger stimulating around your hard clit and my thumb threatening to penetrate your tight little arse hole. You and the student girl are still staring at each other, and I whisper to you, asked whether you think she’d like to suck my fingers. You start to nod but the first waves of orgasm wash over you – starting deep inside your cunt and spreading into your clit, through your stomach and chest and into your tits and nipples. Your face is bright red, your eyes almost closed, your mouth bahis siteleri wide open and you tingle to the tips of your fingers. I’m impressed at your self-control that you manage to stay silent. I can feel your legs begin to buckle under you, and I move my hand from under your skirt to around your waist to help hold you up.

As the train pulls into another station, an older lady looks at you with a concerned expression and asks if you’re ok. You can hardly respond, but I thank her and tell her that you’re ok but just feeling a little faint in the heat. As the doors open we both stumble off the train and onto the platform. With a huge crowd around us, I hold your face and kiss you hard. This isn’t even our stop.

‘I need you to fuck me,’ you say into my ear. I don’t need asking twice, and look around for somewhere to go. The problem is that there aren’t many convenient places to fuck on the platform of the Piccadilly line in Knightsbridge! I grab your hand, and we start fighting our way through the crowd to get out of the station – the fact we’re going to be later for work than we’ve ever been now pushed firmly to the back of our minds, overwhelmed entirely by the urgent need to get my cock into your cunt. We climb the escalator, your thighs sliding together slippy with your pussy juice as you walk and my cock straining in my trousers like a steel rod.

We make it to street level and look around, desperate. Across the road is Harvey Nichols and we head straight in, looking for the toilets. Happily, the lady’s bathroom is easy to find and not far from the door and we hurry through the store towards it. I can’t stop thinking about the state of your pussy and how it felt on my fingers. My cock is almost painfully hard as we enter the toilets and into a stall.

I slam you against the inside of the stall door and we start ripping at each other’s clothes. You undo my trousers and pull at my shirt, some of the buttons ripping off in the process. I reach under your dress and between your legs, my hand groping under your pussy and over your bum to find the elastic of your knickers. I grab hold of your them in my fist and yank downwards as hard as I can, ripping them off and discarding their remains on the floor. We kiss desperately, urgently before I spin you around and slam your tits against the stall door. You open your thighs and push your arse out towards me, pleading with me to fill you up. I don’t waste any more time, and ram my cock into your hot slimy hole as far as it will go, meeting next to no resistance because of your wetness.

We pause, just briefly. I can’t believe how sopping wet and swollen your cunt is and how good it feels around my cock. You don’t think you have ever felt me so rock hard inside you. I move my hands to get better purchase – one on your hip and the other grabbing a fistful of your beautiful long blonde hair.

And I start to fuck. Almost all the way out, so that just the very tip of my prick is still inside you, followed by a hard fast thrust all the way back into the hilt that takes your breath away. Every stroke fast enough to make you gasp, but slow enough that you can feel every contour of my dick as it penetrates you. We’re fucking hard and fast now, both of us desperate to cum. My balls are slapping on your arse with every thrust, and I pull your hair and hips towards me to get myself in deeper. bahis şirketleri You’re holding onto the door to keep yourself standing with one hand, while your other works furiously at your clit.

Just then there is a sort of squeak from the stall next to us. We both suddenly stop, desperate to make each other cum, but a bit shocked since we thought we were completely alone. You stand up and I pull my twitching cock out of your pussy, disappointed. You stand on the toilet, and look over the top of the stall. Next to us, sitting on the toilet with her top pulled up, tits out and her hand in the front of her jeans is the student girl from the tube.

‘You followed us?’ you ask.

She looked sheepish. ‘You just looked so sexy on the train,’ she said. ‘You turned me on so much.’

You look down knowingly at me, and then back to her. ‘Want to watch?’ you ask.

The student girl didn’t even pause before coming to our stall. We shuffle around so that she can sit on the toilet and I tell her to take her jeans down, which she does, leaving them around her knees. You and I reposition ourselves at 90 degrees to where we had been – you facing the wall with me behind you. The girl sitting on the toilet to one side and the stall door to the other. My cock is still as hard as rock as you bend forward, this time maintaining eye contact with our visitor. As my cock sinks into you, she opens her thighs wider and pulls her knickers to one side, exposing her wet cunt. Her tits are still out of her top and bra, which she has pulled up and she slips two fingers into her hole while the other hand rubs her clit.

We are now back up to speed, my cock slamming your wet little cunt as I pull ur hair. Neither of us can take it much longer – I am very close to spurting my sperm all over the inside of your cunt and despite your orgasm on the tube, you’re ready to cum again. We are both sweating, breathing heavily and grunting with every thrust. I move my hand from your hip and make you suck my middle finger, getting it wet with your saliva. I then press it firmly against your puckered little bum hole, making sure that the student can see what I’m doing. Your hole yields and the tip of my finger disappears through your anus. You start to moan, no longer able to contain it. The student fingers herself furiously, and moves one of her own fingers to her arse and we can both see her doing it. My wet finger slides deeper into your rectum, well lubricated by a mixture of saliva and cunt juice, while my cock continues to slam into your pussy.

My cock swells, and the tip feels like it’s going to explode in a ball of fire. I start to cum. You feel my cock twitch inside you, followed by that warm wet feeling as your cervix gets spattered with sperm. It twitches again, and again – filling you up. The spunk overflows from your cunt and trickles down your thighs and that feeling sets you off. Your cunt grips my cock and starts to orgasm. You cum hard on my dick – pushing yourself back onto me. The sight of spunk seeping out of your fuck hole makes the student girl also start to cum. The three of us all orgasming hard together.

We stop, hot, sweaty and exhausted. Our clothes half on, half off, some of the buttons from my shirt on the floor next to your ripped knickers. My cock still inside your used pussy, and the student’s fingers still inside hers. The whole place stinks of cum and pussy juice. We start to try to sort ourselves out, and think of what excuse we’re going to tell our bosses.

We don’t forget to swap numbers with the student girl. She says she is free tonigh


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Sarah Versus the Vegas Strip
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"I'm just reminding you of what you'll be missing out on in Vegas," she said, flaunting her long leg at him. "Oh, trust me, I'll remember," he grinned. "I will." A continuation of the bathtub scene from 4x22 "Chuck Versus Agent X"
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chuck B. & Sarah W. - Words: 2,861 - Reviews: 27 - Favs: 41 - Follows: 4 - Published: 05-24-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7019917
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Hello everyone! Hope you're all doing well. This story was a request from coreymon77 & HHr Its what i believe. All three of us were kind of surprised that no one jumped on the Sarah-in-the-bath scene from "Chuck Versus Agent X" so when they asked me to take on a story from that scene, I quickly agreed. This is the result, and I hope you all like it!

As always, Chuck isn't mine, and please review!

"I'm just reminding you of what you'll be missing out on in Vegas," Sarah Walker said in a flirty voice, drawing out the 'I' and flaunting her long leg at him.

"Oh, trust me, I'll remember," Chuck Bartowski grinned. "I will."

They shared a small smile, and he began talking about his sister. She kept her eyes focused on her leg as he switched topics, not willing to let her disappointment over Chuck staying all the way on the other side of the room show. They talked about Ellie and Devon and the copious amounts of time Ellie spent on Stephen Bartowski's spy computer, and she looked at him with intrigue as he finally came to sit on the edge of the tub. Maybe he wasn't as oblivious to his surroundings as she was beginning to suspect.

"I'm planning on having a good man-to-man talk as soon as we get to Vegas," he nodded seriously. "I mean, it's the perfect place to have a sincere, honest, heartfelt conversation."

She started at her fiancé for a moment before squinting her eyes at him and saying, "You really have never been to Vegas, have you?"

As Sarah held Chuck's gaze for a moment, she wondered whether his obvious misconceptions of Las Vegas should assuage her worries or make her more nervous about his bachelor weekend. He really had no idea what he was getting himself into. He frowned at her slightly from his place on the edge of her bubble-filled tub.

"Well, excuse me, I guess we can't all be as worldly as you, Miss CIA," Chuck teased, a goofy expression on his face.

"But it's so close!" Sarah defended.

"Honey, nerds party at Comic-Con," he reminded her.

She shifted around in her bubbles a bit and grinned, "Fair enough."

"I know Vegas might not be the perfect place, exactly, for a sincere, honest, heartfelt conversation…" Chuck admitted.

As he spoke, Sarah raised one soapy foot towards him, attempting to tickle his ear with her toes. She bit her lip as she tried to achieve the perfect alignment – one that would tease him without covering the entire side of his face in suds. Chuck brushed her foot away with his hand without missing a beat with his speech, and she grinned a little bit wider, immediately trying to tickle him again.

"It's just got to happen when we're alone, you know? I'll lose my nerve if I think Ellie could interrupt at any moment. The thought of telling my sister everything that's happened since the Intersect came into my life scares the bejesus out of me," he finished. Sarah laughed at his choice of words, and Chuck grabbed her foot with a tight grip and held it a few inches away from his ear. "What is with the foot, woman?"

"Get in here and play with me," she said with a smile and a mischievous voice.

"In the bubbles with you?" he asked, looking down into the tub.

"Ah-huh," she confirmed. She withdrew her foot from his grasp and started to get up.

"Oh, Sarah, I don't know…" he started, trailing off as she rose to her knees.

Chuck watched as water rolled off of her newly exposed skin, his eyes first transfixed by the bellybutton peeking out from behind the suds and eventually fixating on the way the bubbles clung to her rosy brown nipples. She moved towards him in the water and unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt. Her lips hovered near his, and she spoke in a husky voice when she finally replied to his hesitation.

"Chuck…your wet, naked, bubble-covered fiancée is asking you to get in the bath with her," she said. She pecked his lips softly and whispered, "I think you should do it."

"I would, but I have to leave soon, and I'm not done…" he started.

"You have five seconds to take these clothes off," she warned, talking over him.

"…packing yet, so as much as I'd love to get in there with you…" he continued.

"Time's up," she sighed, talking over him again.

Sarah hooked her hand into the open collar of Chuck's shirt and leaned back, falling back onto her bottom and pulling him on top of her. She giggled and he yelped as he came splashing into the bathtub with her. He ended up by her side, knees and lower legs still hanging over the side of the tub.

"Sarah!" he called as the side of his face collided with some bubbles near her shoulder. She let go of his darkened blue shirt, curled a hand around his face, and brought his lips to hers before he could say anything else.

"I think I gave you a pretty fair warning," she said.

"You ruined my bachelor outfit!" Chuck exclaimed.

Sarah leaned her head back and laughed. "I told you…a bachelor does not wear that." She started kissing him again.

"Sarah…Sarah…Sarah!" he called between kisses, struggling to pull himself up.

"First, you don't want to get in the tub with me, and now you don't even want to kiss me?" she asked, pulling away and crossing her arms across her chest in offense.

"What? No! No. I always want to kiss you. I always want to be kissing you. I'm just, you know, kind of in an awkward position, and these wet clothes aren't very comfortable, so I was going to sit up and take them off, but…" Chuck rambled.

Sarah sighed and placed her finger against his mouth to tell him it was okay. She helped him pull off his sopping wet top and dropped it over the side of the tub as he kicked off his flip flops. Chuck peeled his shorts and boxers down his legs before tossing them over the side of the tub as well. Sarah pulled herself up so that she was sitting back against the side of the tub again and reached for him. Chuck rolled so he was lying against her, hands on her waist underneath the bubbles. His legs still hung over the side of the tub, and her legs hooked loosely around his hips. Their lips met, and Sarah gathered some bubbles into her palms. She caressed his back, soaping him up, and Chuck curled a sudsy hand around her cheek, pulling out of their kiss.

"What?" Sarah asked.

"I'm just remembering the reason we never take baths together," Chuck said, rising to his knees and sitting on the opposite side of the tub. "I don't quite fit in here."

She chuckled and conceded, "I guess you are a little tall."

"Switch me places," he said. "We'll make it work."

They switched so that he was sitting against the side of the tub and she was lying on his outstretched legs, resting comfortably on her stomach. Sarah dipped her fingers into the bubbles and began drawing patterns on his chest.

"What are you doing?" he asked her softly.

She shot him a playful grin and kept drawing on his chest. "I'm just being silly."

"No, I meant this morning," Chuck said, sliding his hands against her slippery back as he spoke. "What's going on?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, first, your mouth woke me up in a very unexpected but certainly not unwelcome manner," he said, dancing his eyebrows at her. She giggled in pride. "Then I spent all morning not packing because someone didn't want me to get out of bed, and you are a very distracting woman."

"I try," she cutely shrugged, still smiling at him.

"And then you sit in here flaunting those irresistible legs at me!" Chuck said.

"You were resisting them quite well, it seemed," she muttered.

He shot her a look that said she should know better than that and pulled at her legs, encouraging her to sit up. She sat in his lap, facing him, and he pulled his legs up, allowing her to lean back against them. Chuck pulled her in for a few soft kisses and ran his hands against her thighs.

"My point was you're acting pretty clingy this morning, and you're acting like that for a reason, and if there's something going on with you, I want to know what it is," he said.

"I am not clingy!" Sarah protested. No one had ever used that word to describe her before, and she wasn't about to let him start.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way!" Chuck said.

"Nothing's going on," she said. "Like I said…I'm just reminding you of what you'll be missing out on this weekend."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a moment. "You don't want me to go."

"What? That's ridiculous, Chuck. Of course you can go," Sarah said.

"What are you worried about?" he asked.

She thought about continuing to insist that she wasn't worried about anything for a moment before she sighed, deciding to tell him the truth. "There are a lot of…women in Vegas," she said. "Scantily-clad ones who will be more than happy to dance all over you, and while I know nothing will happen and I trust you completely, I don't particularly like the thought of you being in one of those clubs…without me…and with Jeff and Lester."

Chuck threw his head back and laughed. "Sarah…oh, Sarah…honey, I love you."

She pouted a little and asked, "Why are you laughing at me?"

"Because the only ones even remotely interested in seeing strippers or getting lap dances would be Jeff and Lester," he laughed.

Sarah shot him a look. "Come on," she said.

"I'm serious! I have you, and Morgan has Alex, and Awesome has Ellie, and Big Mike has Morgan's mom, and Casey has his guns, and men in love don't want strippers," Chuck said.

"Did you just quote The Wedding Date at me?" she asked, tightening her eyes at him.

Chuck let out another laugh. "I knew it! Sarah Walker can get into a girly romantic comedy!"

Sarah rolled her eyes, recalling the wedding-themed movie marathon he had insisted upon a few nights before. "Well, I am a girl, after all," she said.

Chuck ran his hands up and down her torso, brushing the sides of her breasts, eliciting a small smile from Sarah. "Yes, you are," he sighed. "Anyway, Casey would literally murder Morgan if he caught him in a situation that could cause his daughter to get upset, and you are, like, ten times sexier than any Vegas stripper. Why would I be interested in that when I know you are here…waiting for me to get home?"

She shot him an uneasy look. "Really?" she asked.

"Really," he said with a kiss. "Besides, can you honestly picture me in a strip club? Hellooooo, bumbling idiot. Do you not remember that from when you danced all over me on our first date?"

She laughed. "I think you're charming."

"And that's why I'm marrying you," he smiled, giving her another kiss. "Seriously, baby, don't worry about me. Everyone's excited about the casinos. No one's even mentioned strippers. I've got a long weekend of gambling away your father's stolen money ahead of me."

She shot him a look. "Yeah, well, don't go too crazy. We've already lost one wedding."

"Please, it's me," he said.

Her mouth dropped a bit in realization. "You're going to use the Intersect to help you win money in Vegas?"

"I don't know if it'll be of any use," he admitted. "But I'm taking the opportunity to see just how far these abilities go."

She pouted a bit again and muttered, "Now that I'd kind of like to see."

He playfully tapped her nose, leaving a few little bubbles behind. She snickered and used her arm to wipe them away.

"You're going to have such a great time with my sister, you'll forget all about me," he promised. "And I believe you were in here getting ready for your own big weekend…"

She turned and grabbed the sponge she had been using to scrub her legs. She offered it to him and asked, "Want to help me?"

Chuck took the sponge from her hands, lowered his legs a bit so he could reach her back and leaned in. He found a bit of clean, bubble-free skin on her neck and attached his lips to it as one of his hands softly caressed her hip beneath the soapy water. He used his other hand to scrub her back, rubbing the sponge in smooth circles against her velvety skin. Sarah closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Now this is what I was talking about," she blissfully whispered.

He chuckled into her skin and, with one last lingering kiss to her neck, pulled away. He gently pushed her back against his raised legs again, catching her when she almost slipped off thanks to the layer of foam on her skin. She curled her hands around his strong thighs for stability, and he squeezed the sponge over her chest, watching as the water streamed down her perfect body.

Before he could touch her, she grabbed the body scrubber from his hands and dunked it in the water again. Sarah washed his chest the same way he had washed her back, rubbing circles against his skin. She lathered up both of his arms before tossing the sponge aside and curling a finger at him in a 'come here' gesture.

He sat up and wrapped his arms around her, meeting her lips for a passionate kiss. She pressed her body against his and twisted back and forth as they kissed, letting the suds on his chest transfer to hers. His hands slid up her thighs and across her stomach before he cupped her breasts in his hands, tenderly massaging them until she was panting.

"How long until you have to leave?" she asked in a breathy voice.

"I don't care," he mumbled.

They made love against the bathroom wall with Sarah perched on the little ledge behind the side of the tub and Chuck on his knees in the water in front of her. She slung her legs lazily around his hips, her feet dipping in and out of the tepid, bubbly water with every stroke. Chuck held her body close to his, and their sudsy skin easily slipped against each other's. Whispered words of love and pleasure were exchanged until their impromptu lovemaking came to an end.

After hopping into the shower stall together to wash off all the remaining bubbles from their bodies, Sarah stood in front of the sink wrapped in her purple bathrobe and pulled her hairbrush from behind her mirror. Chuck wandered in dressed in casual clothing.

"So…" Chuck said before he even entered the room, drawing out the 'o' sound until he reached the doorway. "If you add that to this morning, I think that might be a new one-day record for us."

"You keep count?" she responded, laughing in disbelief. "I don't think we'll ever beat France, sweetheart."

"Consider it a goal to work towards on the honeymoon," he shrugged, a wily grin on his face.

Sarah simply laughed again and shook her head, pulling her hair out of its bindings. Chuck watched as her long, blonde tresses fell against her shoulders. Sarah started brushing her hair and looked Chuck up and down.

"You heading out?" she asked.

"Yeah, the boys have been waiting at the Buy More for quite a while now," he answered.

"Have a good trip," she said, grabbing his hand to pull him in for one last kiss.

"You have a good weekend," he whispered. He stroked her hand as he started to walk away, not letting it go until he had to.

"Hey, Chuck!" she called as she heard him rolling his suitcase down their hallway.

"Yes, baby?" he called back.

"If anyone's going to dance on top of you, it better be me!" she called.

"Dually noted!" he replied without hesitation. "I love you!"

"Love you, too!" she said, giving herself a smile of satisfaction in the mirror as the front door clicked shut behind him.

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darude - sandstormのようなどんな単語でも探してください。
If a man takes a skank out for a meal and spends alot of money on her. even if she doesnt find the man attractive, she will still have sex with him after the meal. With the hope he will spend money on her again. This is to pay the piper.
"i had to pay the piper last night coz he took me to that japanese resturant"
Pete Kinnerによって 2007年11月12日(月)
To pay a price that you deem high or unfair, but failing to pay the price often results in dire consequences.

Based on the story of the Pied Piper, who removed the rats from a town, and when not paid, he took their children instead!
Don't you know the Mafia collects protection here? If you want to run a business in this town, you have to pay the piper.
RobbyPantsによって 2007年06月01日(金)
to bear the consequences of one's actions
You've been up all nigt partying, carousing and having all kinds of good time. Now you're at work and you're so tired and hung over you'd rather be dead than have to spend the next 8 hours sorting out tps reports. Well, buddy, if you wanna have fun, you gotta pay the piper.
bart wheelerによって 2007年02月18日(日)
1) To get what's coming to you (i.e. get your comeuppance).

You thought you could get away with ripping me off that time. Well, now it's time to pay the piper.
Purple Flamesによって 2008年01月02日(水)
when an athlete does something which affects no one or no thing yet their coach is inconceivably gay and makes them or the whole team suffer by doing sprints or any other torture in which the coach reaches at his best orgasm by watching them or the team suffer in excruciating pain
Damnit! Coach Howerd is so gay! Nick Kemp's index fingernail is slightly longer than his thumb's fingernail so Coach is making our team pay the piper.
cordellによって 2005年04月08日(金)


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FIC: Repost of Captive Hearts NC-17

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    I finally got around to writing a continuation of this story - therefore, to refresh everyone s memories, I m reposting the original story to be followed
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      I finally got around to writing a continuation of this story - therefore, to refresh everyone's memories, I'm reposting the original story to be followed immediately by the first chapter of the continuation.

      Title: Captive Hearts

      Author: Karen

      E-mail: kittenrescue@...

      Rating: NC-17

      Category: Drama

      Pairing: Scott and Kitty

      Disclaimer: I'm just messing with them a little, just enough to leave my sticky fingerprints on them, and then I'll give them back. Oh, you say you don't want them back, now?

      Summary: Scott and Kitty are kidnapped by the Brotherhood.

      Author's notes: I've always felt that Magneto's strategy would be more psychological and sneaky than an all out brute-force attack. I mean, who does he have on his team that could seriously take on the X-Men, besides Sabretooth? Toad looks like he'd wet his pants at the first sign of any real threat and Mystique would be too busy *posing* to do any real damage. (Picking a model wasn't the best choice for that role - what's she gonna do *vogue* the enemy into submission.)

      Warning: Extreme, graphic sexual violence.

      On what started out as a normal Thursday afternoon, Scott had reluctantly agreed to drive Kitty to the Westchester Mall to purchase a gift for Jean's birthday. Scott had been conned into taking her, as her usual contingent of mall *accomplices* were not available. Well at least it was the quiet and sweet Kitty. It could've been worse, he could've been shanghaied into accompanying the ever-hyper-shouldn't-be-allowed-to-ingest-anything-containing-sugar Jubilee. At least Kitty wasn't irritating. Claiming she needed his opinion, Kitty must've dragged Scott into every *girl*' related store in the mall - everything from Bath and Body Works to every single clothing and accessories store on both levels. And why did girls need so much accessorizing anyway? Why can't they be more like guys? Scott thought - a pair of pants, a shirt, pair of shoes - not even necessarily socks and sometimes not even underwear and they were good to go. Kitty finally found something she considered worthy enough for Jean and now he was stuck waiting outside the ladies room while she *freshened* up. Scott also couldn't understand the female need to constantly primp. Especially, Kitty - she was what was referred to as naturally pretty, the kind of young women who needed little in the way of artificial enhancements. Finally, Kitty emerged, looking no different from when she first went in. Scott simply sighed and they were finally heading back to the car.

      There were within mere feet of reaching the SUV, when they were attacked by Sabretooth and Toad. Catching them completely off-guard, Magneto's henchmen swiftly rendered the X-Men Leader and his student unconscious.

      Scott awoke with a pounding headache to find himself in some type of cell. At least he was lying on a large bed and not the concrete floor. Kitty wasn't in there with him and he immediately started to worry. What had Magneto done with the young girl? Kitty's screams soon answered his question. Running to the front of the cell, Scott started yelling, hoping to catch someone's attention. He also tried sending out a mental S.O.S signal hoping that the Professor or Jean would pick up on it and send help. Unknown to Scott, Magneto's entire *lair* was impenetrable to either the Professor's telepathy or Cerebro. There would be no way for the X-Men to know their exact location and therefore, no rescue mission could be attempted. Without his battle visor, there was also no way of completely controlling his optic blasts either, the throbbing pain in his head not withstanding.

      Meanwhile, Kitty was in another part of the compound on the floor being manhandled by Sabretooth, who was running large, hairy paws all over the young girl he had pinned beneath him.

      "I'm gonna have so much fun with you, girlie." Sabretooth growled menacingly.

      Kitty screamed even louder. Sabretooth made no attempts to shut her up as her screams just excited him even more. Kitty's eyes were wide with terror as she saw his obvious enormous erection outlined against his pants. He had the front of her sweater unbuttoned, one hand was groping one of her breasts and the other was reaching under her short skirt. He slipped a clawed finger under the fabric of her panties and rubbed her obscenely.

      "Nice pussy, Kitty." Sabretooth teased, his foul breath a breeze on her face.

      Kitty felt sick to her stomach as Sabretooth continued to violate her, one finger about to push inside her. Just then, Magneto walked into the room and bought a stop to the Neanderthal's fun.

      "Stop it, Creed. She's not meant for you. You soil her and you'll ruin my plan. Put her back in with Cyclops. NOW!" Magneto instructed.

      "You never let me have any fun." Creed retorted, as he stood up and dragged Kitty to a standing position.

      "You can have her after she's dead. She won't put up a fight then."

      "I don't mind if the little kittycat hisses and spits. It kinda turns me on." He said, as he leered at Kitty wickedly.

      "Well, you're going to have to wait a little while and then you can do what you want to her." Magneto informed him.

      "Anything I want?" Sabretooth inquired, one large hand encircling Kitty's waist as the other fondled her breasts.

      "Anything." Magneto clarified.

      Kitty got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach again, as she realized what Sabretooth was gonna do to her, no matter what. She struggled futilely in the large man's powerful grip, as he laughed crudely.

      "If you attempt to escape by phasing, my dear, I will let my associate here gut your Leader just enough for his death to be slow and extremely agonizing. Do you understand?" Magneto asked a still struggling Kitty.

      "What do you want with us?" Kitty spat out.

      "I can't tell you that. I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. I can tell you this much, though. Neither of you is getting out of here alive. How long you continue breathing depends entirely on my mood." Magneto told her ominously.

      Kitty just broke down and sobbed. She had no doubt that Magneto intended to make good on his threat to kill them.

      "And tell Mr. Summers that even if he were to blast his way out of the *guest room*. we're on an island. A very remote island. You'd both either drown or be some shark's snack before you ever made it back to the mainland." Magneto warned.

      Sabretooth returned her to Scott's cell, opening the door just enough to toss her in. Kitty landed with a hard thud on the concrete floor and Scott was at her side in a split second, gathering her in his arms and trying to soothe her.

      "You okay? Did he hurt you? Did he touch you?" Scott asked.

      "I'm okay. Magneto stopped him before he did anything... this time. Scott he's gonna let him ...let him...do things to me." Kitty started to cry.

      "He's just trying to scare you, Kitty."

      "Well, it worked." Kitty replied, as the tears flowed down her cheeks.

      Scott hugged her tightly, trying unsuccessfully to calm her fears. He could imagine exactly what that crude man had in store for the young girl. Kitty curled up into a ball in Scott's lap and continued crying as he stroked her hair. Scott picked her up and deposited her gently on the bed. She then told Scott what Magneto had warned her about the consequences of any attempts to escape.

      "Try and get some rest, Kitty." He admonished her, looking down into her innocent and beautiful face.

      Kitty reached out and put her hand firmly on his arm.

      "Don't leave me. Please, Scott, stay right here." She implored.

      Scott sat down on the edge of the bed. Kitty reached out and pulled him down next to her. Spooning behind her, Scott pulled her in tight next to him. Kitty let out a small sigh and seemed to relax slightly. Scott, however, was anything but relaxed, as he found his body reacting to the close proximity of such an attractive young woman.

      "The Professor will find us and the team will come get us. It'll be okay." Scott tried to reassure her, as he unsuccessfully fought to regain control of his body.

      "Scott, he's never gonna let us go. He'll slaughter us before they'll get a chance to get here." Kitty responded.

      Scott had a sinking feeling she was right, but didn't want to upset her any further.

      "We can't give up, Kitty. We have to keep positive." He said, trying to sound reassuring.

      Kitty cried herself to sleep as Scott held her tightly and hoped that she wouldn't notice his hard-on.

      Over the next few days Scott found himself being used as a punching bag by Sabretooth. The larger man took delight in beating Scott, almost to the point of unconsciousness, but stopped just short of inflicting any fatal injuries. Scott's body was a mass of ugly bruises and jagged cuts that Kitty tried her best to patch up each night with the meager first aid kit provided. Apparently, the novelty of pounding on Scott had worn off and Sabretooth turned his attentions to Kitty. On the fifth day of their captivity, instead of dragging Scott out of the cell, Sabretooth reached for Kitty instead. When Scott tried to stop him from taking her, Sabretooth simply swatted him across the cell effortlessly. Landing with a resounding thud against the far wall, the cell door had already slammed shut by the time Scott staggered to his feet. He listened helplessly as Kitty's plaintive screams echoed off the stone walls as she was carried off to some unknown fate.

      Sabretooth took Kitty into what looked like a medical lab dominated by a large metal slab resembling the type of table found in a morgue. Depositing Kitty not too gently on the metal slab, Sabretooth proceed to lock Kitty's wrists and ankles into manacles attached to the four corners, effectively bounding her spread eagled to the table. Fear began to rise in Kitty as she realized exactly what Sabretooth had in mind. As he moved one large hand toward her sweater, Kitty fought to suppress the nausea from rising. Undoing the buttons of the pale pink sweater, Sabretooth roughly pushed the fabric aside and yanked her bra down to reveal her breasts to his leering gaze.

      "I didn't appreciate being interrupted the other day." He informed her as he bent down to lick one of her breasts.

      Kitty squeezed her eyes shut as Sabretooth sucked the entire areola into his mouth and then screamed as he bit down on her nipple. Bunching her skirt up around her waist, he ripped her panties off and flung the shredded material to the floor. Leaning down, he put his face between her legs and proceeded to lick at her with his rough tongue. With her ankles tightly bound, Kitty's efforts to struggle were in vain, as the disgusting man continued to lap at her. Kitty's ear piercing screams only earned her a punch in the face from Sabretooth, who didn't appreciate being interrupted to deal with her. Luckily for her, Kitty was a quick learner and kept a lot quieter after that first bit of discipline. Instead, she just bit her lip and cried silently as Sabretooth went back to probing her with his tongue.

      Mystique walked in and simply stood there watching Sabretooth enjoying himself. After a few minutes, she reminded him that Magneto said he could do anything he wanted to Kitty, short of actually fucking her - at least for now. Finally, Sabretooth stopped and lifting his head, smacked his lips loudly and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

      "Come have a taste, Mystique." Sabretooth offered.

      Mystique walked over to the table, and with a sick grin inserted two fingers into the terrified young girl. Removing them, she then stuck them into her mouth and licked them obscenely.

      "Delicious." She said wickedly.

      Kitty could no longer repress the queasiness in her stomach and vomited.

      "How disgusting." Mystique sniffed, "Clean her up and toss her back in with her cage mate."

      Ten minutes later, sufficiently cleaned up and even given a new pair of panties, Kitty was finally returned to the cell and the safety of Scott's arms. She sobbed uncontrollably for the next thirty minutes, unable to tell Scott exactly what had happened, although his imagination was probably more than good enough.

      For the next three days Kitty was subjected to the disgusting ministrations of Sabretooth. He did all kinds of vile things to her, stopping just short of actual penetration with his penis. Occasionally Mystique would join them and Kitty would have softer hands and a smoother tongue exploring her body. One morning when Sabretooth came to haul Kitty out of the cell, Scott offered himself in her place. He was willing to subject himself to the pain of a beating to save Kitty from further humiliation. The heartless thug merely laughed and misunderstanding the offer, informed Scott he wasn't interested in sucking anyone's dick.

      On this particular morning, Sabretooth had Kitty tied to a chair and forcing her mouth open, stuck his penis into it. Kitty bit him sharply causing him to scream out in pain and pull his penis out of her mouth quickly. Backhanding her across the face for her insolence, he left a nasty red welt on her ivory cheek.

      Then grabbing her by her hair and yanking her head backwards he warned her ominously, "Do that again I'll slit your throat and to hell with Magneto's plan."

      He then pried her mouth back open and rammed his penis all the way to the back of her throat, making her gag. He pumped in and out of her slack mouth until he erupted in a stream of hot liquid. Once again Kitty vomited all over the floor as Sabretooth zipped back up.

      Pitching her back into the cell, Sabretooth told Scott, "You're little friend here gives lousy blowjobs."

      Sabretooth laughed maniacally as he turned and lumbered away. Kitty ran into Scott waiting arms and collapsed in a fit of tears.

      Scott gathered her close as she shook in his embrace. Finding it difficult to express the right words to soothe her, Scott simply held her tightly against him. Kitty frantic sobs finally dulled to a soft whimper and then she looked up into Scott's face with pleading eyes.

      "Scott, I don't wanna die a virgin only to have Sabretooth desecrate my body."

      "That won't happen. Magneto will either negotiate our release with the Professor or the team will rescue us before it comes to that."

      "Then why hasn't anything happened yet? Why haven't they come for us?"

      "I don't know. Magneto must have somehow found some way to shield this entire complex from Cerebro's power or the team would've been here by now."

      "Magneto told me that we're gonna die and I believe him." Kitty was openly crying again.

      Scott tried to comfort the stricken young woman, who clung to him fiercely. Scott felt himself growing hard as she innocently moved against him. As she shifted slightly her breasts rubbed against his chest, doing nothing to help his body's involuntary response to her. Embarrassed that he could be having improper thoughts about Kitty, especially at a time like this, Scott suggested they do something to take their minds off of anything morbid.

      "Make love to me." Kitty pleaded.

      Not what he'd expected, and about the last thing he needed for her to say, Scott stammered, "Kitty...I.I.."

      Kitty interrupted him by reaching up and kissing him gently on the lips.

      "Please." She pleaded again, more insistently.

      Scott leaned down and captured her lips with his. Parting them with his tongue, he sunk it into the warm recesses of her mouth. He gently explored every corner, as she returned the kiss with desperation. Sliding one hand up her smooth leg and under the short skirt, he first cupped her delicate bottom and then moved his hand to the front. Running his fingers over the already damp cotton material of her panties, Scott slipped two fingers under the soft fabric and caressed her mound. Kitty whimpered against his mouth, but didn't stop his exploration. With gentleness, he stroked her outer lips and then her clit. Kitty squirmed and moaned again. With his other hand, Scott unbuttoned the pale pink sweater, revealing a delicate white bra with pale pink rosebuds. Shifting the material aside slightly, Scott leaned down and ran his tongue over the pink areola and little bud of a nipple. Drawing the nubbin into his mouth, he sucked on it tenderly. Kitty helped shrug the sweater off completely, reached behind her and unclasped the bra, pulling it off and tossing it aside. Scott then lavished both perfect breasts with equal attention. Then he pulled the little gray skirt off and reached for the band of her panties. Sliding them down her legs, he tossed them on the floor.

      He then stood up and quickly divested himself of his shirt and the once neatly pressed pants. Kitty let out a small giggle when she realized Scott hadn't bothered with underwear. Scott was glad to hear her laugh. It meant she was distracted enough not to be thinking too much about the severity of their situation.

      Crawling back onto the bed, he was soon above Kitty. Despite the fact that they probably wouldn't live through the night, Scott didn't want this one experience to be a bad one for Kitty. He started running his hands over her tiny frame, exploring with gentle caressing touches. Leaning down, he plied her with tender kisses as she moaned softly. Scott worked his way all over her body including the delicate hollow of her neck and the small swell of her breasts, lavishing her with soft butterfly kisses everywhere. Kitty moaned in pleasure as he lavished attention on the junction between her legs, licking at her until she finally peaked. He tried hard not to imagine what Jean would think of what he was doing.

      Parting Kitty's legs further apart, Scott moved between them and prepared to finally consummate the act.

      "Kitty, are you sure this is what you want?" He asked, wanting reassurance.

      "Scott, I don't want Sabretooth to be the first..to be the only one. Yes, I'm sure." She responded.

      Scott positioned himself at her entrance, already wet with desire and ready for him. Not worrying about birth control, he eased into her slowly. Kitty winced at the invasion and Scott almost stopped.

      "I'm okay. Keep going." She urged him, "I'll be fine."

      At her barrier, he hesitated again for a moment, before pushing through. Kitty lifted off the bed as the sharp pain cut through her and then relaxed slightly as the pain began to subside. Scott pulled out just a little and then slowly eased back in again. Soon he established a slow, but gentle rhythm and Kitty began lifting up to meet his thrusts. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Scott moved deeper inside her, angling himself to rub against her clit. Kitty writhed beneath him as he caressed her body and licked at her neck. A quivering tingling sensation started in the pit of Kitty's stomach and splintered out and she was soon experiencing another orgasm. She felt like she was going to shatter into a million pieces as she climaxed, crying his name. Scott gave two more thrusts and emptied himself into her with his own release. Still inside her, Scott gathered Kitty to him and she snuggled against his chest.

      "Thank you." She murmured against him.

      Scott just kissed the top of her head, saying "Your welcome." seemed inappropriate. He pulled out of her as he softened. Soon they both drifted off to sleep. Neither one had noticed the camera in the upper corner of the room that had captured every moment of their lovemaking.

      The next morning, Scott awoke, surprised that they have survived another night. Kitty was sleeping peacefully in the crook of his arm and he looked down at the no longer innocent young girl. Just then Kitty stirred and looked up at Scott with sleepy eyes.

      "Good Morning." He said softly.

      Kitty responded by pulling his head down and kissing him full on the mouth. Scott reciprocated and they kissed hungrily. Soon they were making love again, with Kitty a lot more aggressive than she'd been the day before. Their lovemaking included Kitty boldly taking his cock into her mouth, sucking him until he came and then swallowing expertly. Then she had Scott lay on his back while she straddled him, impaling herself on him and riding him hard. Scott had just come for the third time, when suddenly Kitty morphed into Mystique! Pushing her off in horror, Scott backed away from the blue mutant.

      "What the hell have you done with Kitty?" He screamed.

      "Don't worry, you're little play toy will be back in a little while. I just wanted to have my share of the fun, Cyclops." Mystique laughed, "You're a hellava fuck, by the way."

      Scott suddenly had a sick thought. "Was it you last night, too?" He inquired.

      "No, unfortunately, just this morning. It really was your little Miss Pryde you fucked last night." Mystique answered, then pointed at the camera and added, "It was quite a show, too. Maybe you should be renamed the X-rated Men."

      "You're a sick bitch." Scott spat out as he quickly pulled on his pants.

      "Yes, with an entertaining home porno to prove it." She chuckled.

      Mystique got up to leave the cell just as Toad tossed Kitty back in. The door slammed shut and Kitty ran into Scott's arms. Scott decided not to tell Kitty about Mystique's deception.

      "Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?" Scott asked, running his hands over her to check her out.

      "No, I'm fine. They just had me tied and gagged in a chair for the last couple of hours. I don't even know why."

      Scott knew why, but wasn't going to share that piece of information with her. Kitty started pressing moist kisses to the side of Scott's neck and he realized the young girl wanted to make love again. Picking her up and carrying her over to the bed, Scott spent the rest of the morning trying to erase the memory of what he'd done with Mystique. Meanwhile, Mystique was watching the latest events taking place in the captives cell on a monitor.

      "Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?" Magneto asked, as he entered the room and noticed what Mystique was so enthralled with, "The X-Men certainly are a good looking bunch, aren't they?"

      "I'd rather be in there having him fuck *me*. Take her out and let me replace her again."

      "He's not likely to fall for that one again. I'm afraid that you'll just have to be satisfied with your one shot at him."

      "What are you going to do with them?"

      "I'm going to release them back to Charles in a few days. What they've done while they've been our *guests* will wreak more havoc on the X-Men team as a unit, than if I'd killed them. Conquer and divide, my pet."

      Mystique returned her attention to the small screen as she watched the pair make love.

      Three days later, Scott and Kitty found themselves in front of Magneto.

      "I do so hope you've enjoyed your stay with us. My associate, Mr. Creed will return you to where you were picked up."

      Scott looked puzzled. "You're letting us go? Just like that?"

      "I know what I'm doing." Magneto began, "Oh, and a little *souvenir* of your visit." With that, he threw a video tape in Scott's direction. Reaching out and catching the tape, Scott knew immediately what it was.

      "No, thanks." He replied, tossing it back to Magneto.

      "Well, fine then. Oh, did I mention that I've already sent a copy over to your precious Jean by courier this morning? Maybe she'll let you borrow her copy."

      Mystique let out a sinister snort and Scott felt his blood run cold. Jean would know what he and Kitty had done. It was too bad that Magneto hadn't killed them before Jean had the chance.

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This story is based on actual events, hence the somewhat unusual introduction. Some minor things have been changed in the name of literary freedom, as have the names of the people involved to protect the guilty.

My name is Colin and I'm 23 years old. I was never a real jock as I grew up. I was taller and more broad-shouldered than my friends, but I didn't exercise much and so didn't develop a strong physique.

Until I landed a sweet job as an engineer at a big electronics company right out of college. The campus where my office was located had a big fitness center that was free to use for employees. I started working out there with a colleague of mine, first once a week, then more often until we'd go to the gym every other day. We'd compete against each other, who could bench-press the most and who could do the fastest 500 yards on the rowing machine. Soon my chest and shoulders became more rounded, biceps and triceps bulging on my arms. I never quite got rid of the beer gut I'd acquired in college, as I focused more on strength and muscle mass in my workout, but I didn't mind much.

Needless to say my improved body also did wonders for my self esteem. I'd had one serious girlfriend so far, and had sex with about three women. One of them was nine years older than me and taught me a lot, especially about eating pussy. But that's another story.

Friends of mine had persuaded me to help as a volunteer at a big fantasy fair. I figured I'd be selling tickets or serving drinks, but what they had me do is dress up like a zombie and scare the living daylights out of the fair's visitors. It was much more fun than I anticipated. There was a degree of anonymity due to the heavy make-up I wore, complete with open festering wounds made out of latex and dripping fake blood. I especially enjoyed scaring people who were having a snack, as many would quickly lose their appetite when they saw my horrific face.

I learned quickly that a fantasy fair attracts hordes of Goths. The fair was swarmed with tall, skinny Goth boys and cute pale girls in elaborate black and purple outfits, heavy with chains and other various marks of Gothness. Instead of being scared or grossed out by my zombie-like appearance, they reacted either with cheers or even admiration.

Two Goth girls especially seemed to like my zombie make-up and outfit. One was a tall, voluptuous blond, which I found surprising as stereotypical Goths keep their hair dark, and they tend towards the thin side of the spectrum. But this girl, with bright brown eyes, seemed to be the exception to the rule. She was wearing a lovely black dress with lace highlights that accented her ample bosom quite nicely.

The other girl was more of the Goth stereotype, with long black hair and heavy make-up in tribal patterns on the sides of her face. She wasn't quite skinny either though, with shapely legs, curvy hips and nice breasts too, tightly contained in her black corset.

After my initial failed attempt to scare them, they followed me around for a while and watched me do my thing on other visitor's of the fair. Then as I sat down for a break, they joined me and we started chatting. The tall blond girl was called Regina, and her dark-haired friend Rianne. I introduced myself and we talked for a bit about the fair and my zombie dress-up. After a while I had to get back to scaring folks, so we said goodbye. I thought that that was the last I'd see of them.

A few weeks later the same friends that had brought me along to the fair now invited me to join them at a big Goth party in town. My curiosity in the Goth culture, especially their women which somehow seemed more beautiful than 'regular' people, led me to accepting the invitation. So here I was, dressed very inappropriately in jeans and a black shirt, nowhere near a convincing Goth. But it didn't seem to matter at this party, as everyone was having a great time and I wasn't the only non-Goth there.

Suddenly I spotted Regina, dressed in a stunning dark blue dress with her long blond hair in a ponytail. She was chatting with a young fellow who barely seemed old enough to shave. I went over to her and as I approached she looked over at me. At first there was no recognition, but as I came closer she looked again and suddenly she remembered me.

"Colin!" She hugged me tightly, her breasts pressing against my chest. I hadn't expected such a warm hello, but who was I to complain? The boy at her side wasn't happy, but as I was at least a head taller and twice as wide as him, he refrained from glaring at me.

The rest of the night Regina and I were inseparable. We chatted, we danced, we drank, and after a while we took a walk outside. We sat on the curb for a while, our sides touching, talking about lots of stuff in hushed tones. Turned out Regina was 19 and just about to start college. She hadn't decided on her major yet but she was looking in to studying psychology.

When we headed back to the party I pulled her into a secluded spot behind a couple of trees and kissed her. She eagerly reciprocated, and we made out for a long time. At the end of the night we exchanged phone numbers and promised to call each other first thing on Monday.

She called me Monday morning when I was at work, and we talked for a bit until my boss gave me a look and I had to cut the conversation short. I called her back as soon as I got home, and we agreed to see each other again the coming weekend. Throughout the week we kept calling each other and sending text messages.

The weekend finally arrived and on Friday evening I drove for an hour to get to Regina's place. She still lived with her mother, her parents being divorced, but her Mom was out for the weekend so she had the place to herself. We went to a bar she frequented, a big Goth crowd often assembling there, and once again I felt thoroughly out of place. And again it didn't seem to matter as Regina's friends seemed to accept me in their circle despite my total lack of Gothness.

As I was talking to a lanky fellow about our favorite types of beer, I was suddenly blinded when two hands came up from behind and covered my eyes. A body, obviously female, was pressed against my back and a voice whispered in my ear in a sultry tone. "Guess who?"

It wasn't Regina, as her breasts were bigger than the ones I now felt against me. The voice seemed familiar to me but I was unable to place it right away. I grabbed the girl's wrists and pulled them over my head, turning around quickly as I did so. The girl yelped and stumbled, falling against me. I instantly recognized her: Rianne, Regina's friend from the fair.

I let go of her wrists and she hugged me, laughing. "I almost didn't recognize you without your make-up!" She said, "You're much cuter now." I chuckled and looked for Regina, as I was there for her and the tight hug me and Rianne were engaged in could seem rather inappropriate. But Regina had seen the whole thing from her position a few feet away, chatting with another friend, and she was smiling widely at us as I caught her eye.

The rest of the evening was thoroughly enjoyable. Regina, Rianne and I were talking and drinking. Regina and I flirted constantly with one another, touching each other here and there. I'd place my hand on her lower back and she'd rest her hand against my shoulder. When I sat down on a barstool she stood between my legs with one hand on my thigh. As we talked we'd lean in close, cheeks touching, our voices raised a bit to be heard above the noise in the bar.

Rianne, who was a year younger than Regina, also flirted with me. But I was hesitant to reciprocate, unsure how Regina would react. I was flattered by the attention I received from these two lovely young girls, but I favored Regina and wanted to be sure she knew that. She didn't seem upset though by Rianne's flirtatious demeanor towards me. On the contrary, she started flirting with Rianne as well, doing that cockteasing fake lesbo thing that young girls often do to drive men crazy. It sure worked on me. When they kissed each other on the lips, without tongue though, I couldn't help but get aroused. I had to adjust my manhood a bit as it grew in my jeans, but neither of the girls seemed to have noticed.

I'd been drinking coke all evening as I anticipated a drive back home, but after a while Regina said I should switch to beers. "Well, I'm not gonna be able to drive home then tonight," I said. "You can crash at my place then," replied Regina. "Mom's out anyway, and Rianne will be sleeping over as well. It'll be fun!"

I had actually hoped to catch Regina alone so we could make out again. I wasn't expecting anything more on this first night out with her after our first kissing session. With a strong mother and two sisters I was raised a gentleman, never imposing my desires on the fairer sex. Which probably accounted for my lackluster sexlife.

But I was in the mood for some beers, so I agreed. I paced my drinking though, alternating beers with water, not wanting to get drunk and make an ass out of myself in front of the girls.

A few hours later, after more playful flirting between me, Regina and Rianne, the bar closed and the lights went on. We took a taxi to Regina's home and once there, the girls started putting mattresses down from the single bed onto the ground in Regina's small but pleasantly feminine bedroom. I'd expected a dark cavern filled with typical Goth decor, but it was actually a bright, neatly decorated bedroom. There were some things here and there that indicated Regina's choice of youth culture, but nothing excessively dark and depressing.

With two mattresses lying side by side on the floor Regina and Rianne decided it offered enough space. I'd expected Rianne to sleep separately, but when I inquired they said they often slept together in either one's bedroom. My slightly tipsy mind couldn't help but think devious thoughts, especially with the flirting and kissing the girls had been doing with each other all night.

In the apartment's small bathroom I brushed my teeth with a spare toothbrush and washed my face, and when I returned the girls had managed to remove their complicated dresses in what seemed to be an impossibly short time, and were already wearing their nighties. Rianne was wearing one of Regina's, which was much too big for her, so unfortunately it hid her curves quite well. Regina's nightgown however presented a wonderful mix between revelation and obscurity, showing off some of her female assets while hiding others.

The girls giggled as I took off my pants, shoes and socks, keeping my shirt and underwear on. Regina gave me a brief kiss before she and Rianne withdrew to the bathroom to do whatever girls do to get ready for bed. I crept under the covers, choosing the left side of the bed so Regina could lie next to me and Rianne next to her.

But when the girls returned they had other ideas. "No Colin, you go in the middle," said Regina, smiling wickedly. I complied, trying not to get too excited, as I was sure these girls just wanted to cuddle and joke around a bit before we went to sleep. Regina and Rianne crawled into bed on either side of me, turning on their sides to look at me. Regina draped her arm across my chest as she leaned in for a kiss. Our lips touched and I could smell the toothpaste on her breath. Our kiss deepened and soon our tongues were entwined. I felt a hand on my thigh under the covers, suspecting it was Rianne's. When Regina and me finally broke our kiss, Rianne was staring at us, smiling widely.

"Come on girl, let's show Colin how we do it," she said and leaned over me towards her friend. Regina also moved towards Rianne, and right in front of me I watched their lips meet. It was a gentle, light kiss, but it didn't stop there. Their lips locked again, and this time both girls opened their mouths and let their tongues dart out. I was staring wide eyed and grinning, feeling myself become aroused again as these girls were swapping spit intimately a few inches from my face.

The kiss lasted a long time, and when it finally ended both girls seemed flushed. "You two do this a lot?" I asked. Regina giggled and Rianne nodded vehemently. "Oh yes, all the time. It's how we practice. And it's a lot of fun." I chuckled at that. "It sure looked fun to me," I said.

Rianne beamed at me, her eyes glinting, and she moved her face towards mine. I glanced over at Regina for a moment but she was smiling as she looked at us, so I didn't pull away. Rianne's lips touched mine and we also kissed deeply. I noticed the difference between the girls' mouths and tongues, Rianne's being slightly smaller than Regina's but she compensated for it with a very agile tongue.

We made out for a while, then as we stopped Regina immediately jumped in and started kissing me again. She moaned softly into my mouth as our tongues danced. I felt Rianne press her body closer against mine as Regina and I kissed, her face very close to ours as she watched intently. The moment Regina and I stopped kissing, Rianne took over again. I kissed both girls, they kissed each other, lips and tongues meeting again and again, soft moans coming from the girls. I was in heaven.

It didn't stop there however. I felt a hand on my underwear, resting on my rockhard penis. It was Rianne's. "Hmm, Colin's enjoying himself," she said naughtily. Regina also slipped a hand under the covers and joined Rianne's in my crotch, grabbing my shaft through my underwear. "Mmm yes, he is. I'm pretty wet too actually," said Regina. She took my hand in hers and led it between her legs, pushing my fingers against her lace panties. I felt the heat and moisture through the fabric, and my cock jumped a bit. Rianne giggled as she felt my erection move, then took my other hand and also put it between her legs. She was wearing a tight-fitting thong and I could feel the shape of her mound through it. She too was hot and wet.

The girls exchanged a look, and without a word they pulled the covers down and slid down the bed a bit until their faces were level with my crotch. Regina carefully took the elastic band of my shorts in her fingers and pulled it down. My cock jumped again as cool air touched it. As Regina pulled my shorts entirely off, Rianne blew on my throbbing erection and her warm breath caused a shiver to run down my spine. A soft groan escaped my throat. The girls giggled.

Regina was the first to touch my cock, her fingers wrapping around the hard shaft and lifting it slightly. "Mmm, I like your dick," she said, staring at my engorged member intently. Rianne moved in closer and kissed my shaft above Regina's fingers, on the side of the swollen head. The warmth of her lips was wonderful if all too brief. Regina mimicked her friend and also kissed my cock, then took it further as she opened her mouth a bit and took just the tip of my cock's mushroom head in her mouth. "How does it taste?" asked Rianne. Regina looked into Rianne's eyes as she moved her face down, taking about an inch of my cock into her fantastically moist, wet mouth. She moved back and let my pole slip from her lips, pointing it a bit towards the black-haired girl. "Yummy. Taste for yourself."

Which Rianne happily did, engulfing my cock, her smaller mouth tighter around my shaft as she took it halfway into her mouth. I groaned and closed my eyes for a moment, barely able to believe what was happening to me. I opened my eyes again and put one hand under my head, making sure I could see everything the girls were doing. Rianne moved her mouth up and down on my rockhard dick for a few moments, then pulled back and let Regina do the same. She surprised me by hungrily sucking my whole shaft into her mouth, her nose pressing against my trimmed pubes, all six and a half inches of my erection embedded in her amazing mouth. I couldn't help but moan loudly, my cock twitching in Regina's mouth.

The girls alternated sucking and licking my shaft, Regina easily able to swallow me whole but Rianne struggling to go beyond five inches. I sure didn't mind though, enjoying each girl's distinctive cock-sucking sensations immensely. After another deep throat by Regina she pulled her lips from my cock, pressing my shaft down against my stomach to prevent Rianne from taking it. "Our turn now," Regina announced, provoking a pleasant giggle from her friend. They both sat up and pulled their nightgowns over their heads, exposing their breasts to me. Regina had big, full breasts with large nipples, hanging from her chest in that superbly feminine way. Rianne's tits were significantly smaller but firmer and perkier, with small nipples that were swollen and hard and pointed upwards slightly.

The girls lay down next to me again, and I wrapped an arm around each of them, pulling their half-naked forms against me. "So, what do you want me to do to return the favor, hmm?" I asked. "Lick our pussies," stated Rianne in a no-nonsense tone. Regina laughed and nodded in agreement. "Yes, we want you to lick us in turn." The girls rolled into their backs and pulled their underwear off as I rose from the bed and moved down on the mattresses, taking off my shirt and tossing it aside. We were all naked now. The girls scooted closer to one another, Rianne putting one leg over Regina's as they spread their legs slightly, looking at me with anticipation.

Regina wasn't a natural blond it seemed, a neat patch of black pubic hair topping her mound. Her pussy was slightly darker than the rest of her skin, with big lips and a clearly visible clit. Rianne's pussy was bare and immaculately pink, no lips poking out from her folds. I marveled at these two pussies presented to me so invitingly. "Me first," said Regina, "I found him first after all." Rianne didn't object, raising herself on her elbows a bit to get a good look as I settled in between Regina's legs.

With my hands on her inner thighs I pushed Regina's legs open a bit wider as I knelt down between them, moving my face closer to her pussy. I could see a glint of moisture, indicating her arousal. I pressed my lips against her pussy, giving it a soft, tender kiss and provoking a moan from her. With my tongue I found the separation of her folds and licked her pussy from bottom to top, tasting her feminine juices. It was delicious. I began eating her out enthusiastically, alternating between fucking her pussy with my tongue as deep as I could and licking and sucking her clit. Regina was moaning loudly and as I looked up I saw Rianne rubbing and squeezing her blond friend's big tits. Rianne saw me looking up and maintained eye contact as she took one of Regina's nipples in her mouth and sucked and nibbled it gently.

I kept eating Regina out with abandon, loving her taste, her moans music to my ears. I slipped a finger into her pussy where it was met with even more wetness, and I focused my oral assault on and around her clit as I fingerfucked her. Regina had her eyes closed as she enjoyed my mouth and finger and Rianne's hands and mouth, moaning and gasping as we pleasured her. Rianne moved up and kissed Regina passionately, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths. I glanced up at the girls occasionally but mostly kept my focus on Regina's delicious pussy, wanting to give her as much pleasure as I could.

After a while Regina pushed my head away from her dripping cunt. "Enough," she moaned. I didn't think she'd cum yet, but I complied. Rianne giggled and lay on her back, also hooking her leg into Regina's as she spread for me. I moved to her side, taking in the view of her pussy, so different from Regina's. I started the same way, kissing her gently, but due to her tight folds I couldn't get my tongue between her pussy lips. I manually spread them with one hand, admiring the way it opened up, revealing the hidden treasure. Rianne was wet too, and as I dipped my tongue inside of her I noticed how different yet how similar her juices tasted to Regina's.

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A guide to submissive sex: 5 ways you can explore your submissive side

BDSM, while an exciting topic, is also pretty misunderstood. The latest studies show that almost half of the general population has participated in BDSM. Still, not everyone fully grasps the concept, even when trying it out themselves.

But when experimenting with new kinks and sex acts, it’s essential to know the ins and outs of it to ensure the safety and comfort of both parties involved. So, let’s take a close look at submissive sex, or the “S” in BDSM.

We’ll explain what submissive sex is, how to explore it safely, and a couple of other things you can do if you’re trying out submissive sex for the first time. If you’re looking to explore new kinks and are considering submission, then this is the guide for you.

Let’s get into it.

Sexual submission: What does it mean?

Sexual submission or submissive sex refers to sexual intercourse between consenting adults where each party plays a different role. One person plays the “sub” or submissive partner, while the other plays the “dom” or dominant partner.

While the media has portrayed sexual submission as one party having “no control” and no boundaries in play, it’s actually the opposite. Submissive sex relies on consent between both people, and it only works if each person receives sexual pleasure when playing their role.

Sub vs bottom

Many people think subs are the same thing as “bottoms,” which is far from true. The submissive person in sexual intercourse plays a role, while a bottom simply refers to someone who is in the bottom position during sex.

People who identify as bottoms usually only describe their sexual preference. However, a person can be a bottom but not want to play a submissive role during sex.

Submission in the context of BDSM refers to handing the power over to someone else with consent and with clear boundaries in place.

People who play the sub in sexual submission don’t necessarily have to be penetrated or stay on top. Many subs spend most of their time on top, doing their best to please the bottom, who may also play the dominant role.

It looks different to everyone

At the end of the day, submissive sex is all about a power dynamic. One person plays the role of someone who has power over the sub. However, sexual submission isn’t a strict category, and every couple and individual has their own interpretation of it.

While the sub “hands over the control” to the dom, it’s always with a set of boundaries and rules. Submissive sex is always between two consensual individuals who have a clear understanding of safe words, what they can’t do, and what works for the other person.

So, if you’re thinking of exploring submissive sex in the bedroom, make sure to have clear conversations with your partner about it. On top of that, the communication shouldn’t end after your first try, as it may take a couple of tries before you figure out what works for you in the bedroom and how you can explore submissive sex in a way that pleases both parties.

5 ways to explore submissive sex

While submissive sex can be fun and add a lot of spice to the bedroom, it can be hard to get into it the first couple of times. Before anything, it’s always important to have clear conversations with your partner on submission, including what they are and aren’t comfortable with.

From there, you can start exploring your options.

Below, we’ll look at the five ways to start exploring submissive sex with your partner. These are far from the only ways to try out submission for the first time, but it can be a great launching point for you to find out what works for both of you.

1. Punishment and permissions

This is one of the most prominent power dynamics in play during submissive sexual intercourse. If you’re doing sessions where you play with punishment and permissions, the sub needs to ask permission before doing something. For example, before having an orgasm or performing oral, the sub has to request the dom for permission.

The dom can deny or grant permission as they seem fit. And if the sub acts outside of the dom’s rules, such as orgasming without getting permission from the dom, they receive a sort of punishment.

Examples of punishments during submissive sex are spanking, bondage, edging, or even chastity.

If you’re looking to explore punishments and permissions during a dom/sub-session, then you can have a conversation beforehand where the dom sets a bunch of sexy rules that the sub needs to follow. This can include what sexual positions are allowed, whether they can orgasm without permission, or even what they have to wear during sex.

2. Impact play

Impact play refers to striking your partner with your hands or with a toy during sexual intercourse. The most common example of this is a spank, which is something that a lot of people do even if they don’t practice submissive sex.

You can use many different things for impact play as long as both parties are comfortable. Doms can use their hands to spank the subs, but they can also use whips, paddles, and other kinky sex toys.

This is usually done as foreplay as an erotic spanking can increase blood flow to the groin area, which makes them even more aroused. This also causes the brain to release endorphins and dopamine, making sex more enjoyable.

3. Roleplaying and dirty talk

In submissive sex, both parties are already playing roles. One plays the dom, and one plays the sub. However, you can take this a step further by playing roles that portray a definite power dynamic.

It can be hard to do this at first, which is why many couples would rather stick to the dom and sub-roles. This is why most experts recommend starting roleplay with very simple roles with basic power dynamics.

Some examples of roles couples can try out when experimenting with submission include boss/employee, teacher/student, or doctor/patient. However, just like with anything related to BDSM, it’s always crucial to communicate with your partner to find what you are comfortable with.

4. Bondage

While bondage is a completely different aspect of BDSM, it can usually go hand in hand with submissive sex. When experimenting with bondage, the dom can find different ways to restrain the sub during sex. Some of the things you can use include straps, belts, ropes, and more.

The restraints are in place to limit the sub’s sense of freedom, which can heighten the excitement and arousal during sexual intercourse.

5. Wearing different outfits

Another way to experiment with different roles is to wear sexy and unique outfits during intercourse. A lot of the time, doms and subs try to incorporate a range of outfits and costumes while experimenting with submissive sex.

For example, many doms enjoy wearing leather outfits as it helps them feel confident and powerful. On the flip side, subs may wear leashes, collars, and other things that can limit their freedom to enhance the thrill and excitement during sex.

Other outfits may also be used to enforce the person’s roles. For example, the dom could be wearing a teacher’s outfit while the sub could wear a student’s outfit to create a really intense power dynamic that could make sexual intercourse way more exciting.

Costumes can be an exciting part of sexual submission as it allows them to feel like a completely different person. This makes them more comfortable in their role and could be a great way to go all-in when trying out submission in the bedroom.

Constant communication is key in submissive sex

There’s no doubting that sexual submission can be fun. However, it’s only fun and enjoyable when both parties are on the same page and when all the boundaries, safe words, and other precautions are in place. On top of that, BDSM involves having constant and healthy conversations about your sex life and fantasies with your partner, as preferences can change over time.

For example, there may be some things that you may not want to try out now that will interest you later. Or on the flip side, things you are comfortable with now might not be comfortable later on. This is why constant communication is key for any couple looking to explore submissive sex and other aspects of BDSM.

Explore the fantasy together

Submissive sex involves each person playing a dominant or submissive role. Sometimes, the parties can have sub or dom qualities, and others, they could be going all the way in their roles. Submission looks different for everyone, which is why it’s important to explore the fantasy together to find a middle ground that pleases both you and your partner.

But regardless of how you plan to spice things up in the bedroom, always remember that you need to communicate with your partner to discover the things that will and won’t work for the two of you.

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"What so you can reject me instead and tell the whole fucking school that you dumped my sorry ass." I said.

" Look I'm not going to do anything of that sort just trust me for once and please."

I looked into his pleading eyes and saw that he was telling me the truth and that he wouldn't do such a thing so I decided to give him a shot. I mean what could go wrong.

" Fine but just one chance blow it and the next thing you know us your 'mate' rejected your sorry ass but are sure this ain't some shitty joke or mistake I mean couldn't the moon goddess give me a mate like Sam I mean he's just perfect."

Just as I said that I was pushed against a wall my hand pinned to either side of head and Caleb looking at me directly in the eye not caring that every single part of my body was pressed against his and I couldn't help but feel hot all over then suddenly he said," you're Mine Mine no one else's "

What happens when Emma Prescott the "nerd" of the school just happens to be the mate of the hottest bad boy of her school A.K.A her "bully"........

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