How I Became a Slut Pt. 03

It's funny how similar sisters can be. I'm an only child so I don't know much about siblings. But both Marjorie and Doris share a preference to lying on me with the whole length of my cock inside them. I'm not complaining, mind. Marjorie can keep it up for hours at a time, assuming I don't cum and spoil it, but this is the first time Doris has expressed the desire for me to adopt "the position." I know how to "bring off" Marjorie with a touch, but hopefully I've got a lot of learning to do with Doris. Ron is away for the week in Brussels again, so I have plenty of time to learn. Doris is distracting me. Has she learned this from Marjorie upstairs? I've forgotten. Doris has got a classic ass like "er upstairs" but her tits are bigger and are comfortably resting on my chest at the moment. If anything, Doris has a slimmer waist than Marjorie and her legs are currently wrapped around my back with disturbingly high heeled shoes. Do...

"Anabelle's not back?" Sofia hadn't heard Toby coming up behind her as she sat reading on the sofa. The sun had set and the house had been quiet for a long time. "She's out? I thought the two of you had had an early night." "She went out. I'm not sure where she is. She left her mobile behind." There was an edge to his voice and Sofia noticed that he looked truculent, with a clenched immobility about his jaw, as if he had a bad toothache. He held a cut glass tumbler half full of neat whisky. "Oh, gosh. Is it something to worry about? Do you think, should we call the police?" Where had Anabelle gone? Could it be a coincidence that she had disappeared so soon after what had - or rather hadn't - happened between her and Toby. Had she sensed something? "I already called the non-emergency number. They didn't have any information, but I gave them my number just in case. I'm sure it's fine." He didn't look ...

Sadie raised her hand to cover her mouth, contorted her face and screwed up her eyebrows to reveal her shock and disgust. Then she placed a hand on her tilted hip and clasped the door handle with the other. "What the fuck do you think you're doing with my underwear?" she inclined her head to the side. Chris tried to pull up his shorts whilst still turned on his front. "Umm, it's nothing," he said. There wasn't anything else he could say. Sadie's panties lay in full view of both siblings and denying they were hers would be pointless. "It doesn't look like 'nothing' to me," she said. "Were you jerking off in them, you sick fuck?" "No I wasn't, I promise," of course his intention was to wrap the soft delicate lace around his throbbing cock at a some later point. Sadie stepped into the room, bent over and picked up her panties between her thumb and forefinger, turned and made for the door. Just before walki...

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments. PS -- If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. For those of you have sent me ideas including a medieval love store ... thank you. They are being worked on, but be patient writing takes a while and I have multiples in the works. Spoiled Angel Part III of the Fallen Angel Series Chapter 5 Lisa looked at him with wild-eyed eagerness. She couldn't believe he could hold back and still demand her obedience. Where before she had been mortified, now the thought of him watching her make herself cum blistered her sexual craving. If that is what it took to get him to stuff her full of his monster cock, th...

As instructed, I went with Rod the next day in his car, a sleek, low slung sports car. Very powerful. As soon as we cleared the campus and got on the interstate, he told me to unzip his pants and suck his cock. With trembling fingers I did so, hauling his huge meat from his pants. First, he had me hold still while he rubbed the hot meat all over my face, leaving it streaked with hot pre-cum. I was mewling and whimpering with lust. He laughed and suddenly took an exit off the freeway. At the bottom of the ramp, he whipped the car around a curve and found a dirt road leading deep into the woods. Pulling under some trees and well out of sight of the road, Rod stopped the car and told me to get out. I did. "You're such a hot slut, I can't wait until later to make use of you, so I'm gonna show you how to Tea Bag, right now. Get naked and get on your knees. Turn your face to the sky and open that hot slut mouth as wide as you can. Hurry Bitch!" I scrambled to do as or...

When I didn't know Akemi yet, we'd barely met, I saw a movie about two guys who planted a bomb in a storage space between one office and another they meant to destroy. They were college students working part time to cover some of their tuition. When everything was set, the bomb ready to go, timer in place, one of the pair pointed to the storage room, door closed now, and said to his friend, "But my fingerprints are there." The thought had just occurred to him. Not the brightest bulb, anyway far from an experienced criminal. "Don't worry," the other said. "What do you mean, don't worry? My fingerprints are all over that place." It was he who'd planted the bomb. In doing so, of course he'd touched a lot of surfaces. "It'll be okay," said the other. "It won't be. The prints will lead back to me." "Then you'll have to get rid of them" came the somewhat impatient, not to say exasperated, respon...