College Days by Jonny Cakes
Hi, my name is Jonny. I am a twenty eight year old lawyer from Toronto. I work for a large law firm and specialize in divorce cases. I must say that this is a really good way to meet some extremely interesting people. Despite my young age, I have come to be very well respected by my colleagues. I have started to get a large number of cases directed to me due to my high success rate. Because of this, I started to really get stressed out. Being only 28, I really did not want to suffer a nervous breakdown this early in my life. I figured it was time for a break and figured I better use up some of those holidays that I had banked. I talked to one of the partners at the firm and he reluctantly granted me permission for a couple weeks vacation time.
Friday finally rolled around and by 5:00 I was itching to get out of the office and start my vacation. I did not have any real plans, just was going to take it easy and hang out. It has been a long time since I have done that. Now that I think about it, the last time I really hung out was when I was in college. Ah yes, college. Those were the days. I cherished those days sitting in the quad and watching all the chicks.
Man, there was something about college babes that is so sexy. The way the dress maybe is partly what it is, but I really think that it is just their attitude. They are at that point in their lives when they want to try new things and I guess you could say, a little wild. With that in mind, I can't help but think about how much I miss my college days. Maybe for old time’s sake I should go and have a seat in the quad and watch the babes strut their stuff. I could hardly wait for Monday to come now that I got this whole college chick thing in my head again.
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Thursday, November 17, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 13
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
When the picture demon manifested itself as a ten foot earth worm and proceeded to crawl on top of Jennifer and fuck her, she came the closest she had yet to losing her sanity. She felt its slimy belly rubbing on her big soft breasts, while the thing grew cocks and plunged them into every hole she had. Who wouldn't lose it just a bit if they looked up to see this obscenity on top of them, a huge cock pistoning into their mouth while equally large members stabbed into your ass and pussy?
For its part, the picture demon had waited a long time for this night and it was not going to just cum and let her crawl away. The great thing about being a demon thought the picture demon as it fucked Jennifer relentlessly was that you could cum as many times as you wanted and still be hard. The demon felt Jennifer's body thrashing around underneath it and sensed the woman's horror and revulsion and being a demon it liked what it felt. With a cry, the worm shot blasted a huge load into the human's mouth. Cum bubbled out of the woman's lips and ran down her chin. This puny human had taunted it, and that was something demons tended not to like very much. With a little concentration, the demon made the cock in her mouth rock hard again and once more began to fuck her mouth. My oh my this was fun thought the demon as it sent another load into the human slut's pussy. The demon was actually a bit surprised and even impressed that the slut was still conscious. Most humans went into hysterics and often fainted dead away before it could fuck them. Sometimes, they just plain died of horror. That fainting and dying thing often put a damper on things thought the demon. On the whole, it is so much more fun to fuck someone who is alive and / or awake and struggling than someone who is unconscious and / or dead. It is hard to stay motivated when your victim is not whimpering and moaning. The last time it had gotten a human woman, the demon had only managed to cum fourteen times before having to slither off to the netherhell it spent the day in. With any luck, if this human slut stayed awake and relatively sane, the demon figured she should be good for at least twice that number of climaxes, maybe more.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
When the picture demon manifested itself as a ten foot earth worm and proceeded to crawl on top of Jennifer and fuck her, she came the closest she had yet to losing her sanity. She felt its slimy belly rubbing on her big soft breasts, while the thing grew cocks and plunged them into every hole she had. Who wouldn't lose it just a bit if they looked up to see this obscenity on top of them, a huge cock pistoning into their mouth while equally large members stabbed into your ass and pussy?
For its part, the picture demon had waited a long time for this night and it was not going to just cum and let her crawl away. The great thing about being a demon thought the picture demon as it fucked Jennifer relentlessly was that you could cum as many times as you wanted and still be hard. The demon felt Jennifer's body thrashing around underneath it and sensed the woman's horror and revulsion and being a demon it liked what it felt. With a cry, the worm shot blasted a huge load into the human's mouth. Cum bubbled out of the woman's lips and ran down her chin. This puny human had taunted it, and that was something demons tended not to like very much. With a little concentration, the demon made the cock in her mouth rock hard again and once more began to fuck her mouth. My oh my this was fun thought the demon as it sent another load into the human slut's pussy. The demon was actually a bit surprised and even impressed that the slut was still conscious. Most humans went into hysterics and often fainted dead away before it could fuck them. Sometimes, they just plain died of horror. That fainting and dying thing often put a damper on things thought the demon. On the whole, it is so much more fun to fuck someone who is alive and / or awake and struggling than someone who is unconscious and / or dead. It is hard to stay motivated when your victim is not whimpering and moaning. The last time it had gotten a human woman, the demon had only managed to cum fourteen times before having to slither off to the netherhell it spent the day in. With any luck, if this human slut stayed awake and relatively sane, the demon figured she should be good for at least twice that number of climaxes, maybe more.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 12
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jennifer slid from the back of the horse demon the instant it touched down after clearing the fence on its return to the garden. Sobbing, Jennifer raced into the house, the laughter and crude comments of the horse chasing her inside.
"Well that was well worth the wait Jennifer. I really liked having my big cock inside that tight wet pussy of yours. I think you enjoyed it too, and I bet you can't wait to do it again and again and again! It was especially nice because the town folk got to see you getting fucked! My, my, whatever will they think about you now? Will they believe what they saw? Did they really see a busty blonde slut being fucked in public by a centaur? Half man and half horse, but you know firsthand now which half was horse-like!"
Jennifer practically threw herself into the shower, frantically turning on the taps to try and wash the filth from her body. The cum from the centaur had dried all the way down her legs and she was desperate to wash it from her body. Jennifer only wished she could wash the memory and the shame from her mind as she could the dried semen from her body.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jennifer slid from the back of the horse demon the instant it touched down after clearing the fence on its return to the garden. Sobbing, Jennifer raced into the house, the laughter and crude comments of the horse chasing her inside.
"Well that was well worth the wait Jennifer. I really liked having my big cock inside that tight wet pussy of yours. I think you enjoyed it too, and I bet you can't wait to do it again and again and again! It was especially nice because the town folk got to see you getting fucked! My, my, whatever will they think about you now? Will they believe what they saw? Did they really see a busty blonde slut being fucked in public by a centaur? Half man and half horse, but you know firsthand now which half was horse-like!"
Jennifer practically threw herself into the shower, frantically turning on the taps to try and wash the filth from her body. The cum from the centaur had dried all the way down her legs and she was desperate to wash it from her body. Jennifer only wished she could wash the memory and the shame from her mind as she could the dried semen from her body.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 11
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The four elements made Jennifer cum a dozen times that night. The thought of being fucked by a huge hairy beast like the Yeti should have sent her screaming in terror, but instead she spread her legs for it and wrapped them around it to draw the massive cock deeper into her pussy. Jennifer's large ripe breasts bounced up and down as it took her and she loved it. When dawn finally came and the elements vanished back through their arches, Jennifer lay exhausted on the floor of the room. At that moment if she had been asked if she wanted to leave the house, she would have begged to stay. She would have begged to be ravished again over and over in every hole.
Finally, Jennifer staggered to her feet and made her way to the shower where the gentle hands of Hlar and Hlox cleaned the cum from her body and brought her to two more orgasms in the process. Jennifer giggled as she climaxed yet again, wondering what the Guinness World Book of Records would say if she claimed to hold the record for the most orgasms in one day. Still laughing, Jennifer collapsed into her bed and fell asleep.
As usual it was late when Jennifer awoke. After lunch, Jennifer returned to the front room to look at the day's entry in Samantha's diary.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The four elements made Jennifer cum a dozen times that night. The thought of being fucked by a huge hairy beast like the Yeti should have sent her screaming in terror, but instead she spread her legs for it and wrapped them around it to draw the massive cock deeper into her pussy. Jennifer's large ripe breasts bounced up and down as it took her and she loved it. When dawn finally came and the elements vanished back through their arches, Jennifer lay exhausted on the floor of the room. At that moment if she had been asked if she wanted to leave the house, she would have begged to stay. She would have begged to be ravished again over and over in every hole.
Finally, Jennifer staggered to her feet and made her way to the shower where the gentle hands of Hlar and Hlox cleaned the cum from her body and brought her to two more orgasms in the process. Jennifer giggled as she climaxed yet again, wondering what the Guinness World Book of Records would say if she claimed to hold the record for the most orgasms in one day. Still laughing, Jennifer collapsed into her bed and fell asleep.
As usual it was late when Jennifer awoke. After lunch, Jennifer returned to the front room to look at the day's entry in Samantha's diary.
Monday, November 14, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 10
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER TEN
It had been a very long night for Jennifer as she serviced every member of the deck, from the Queen of Tits and King of Cocks down to the Jokers. Cum dripped from her large round breasts, as Jennifer moaned and staggered to her feet. Dawn was just breaking the sky and she looked around blearily to find she was back in the garden, the hole having vanished as if it had never been. The last thing Jennifer could remember was the whole suit of Cocks gathered around her as she lay naked on the ground and jerking their cocks until one by one they splashed their loads onto her. The sticky white liquid had splashed her face, hair, tits, thighs - - everywhere! The Raquel Welch look alike then had slithered on top of the cum covered blonde pressing her own huge tits into Jennifer, kissing her and licking the cum from her face and tits. As the cum made squishing sounds between them, the Queen of Tits had Frenched Jennifer and ground her pussy into Jennifer until both women had climaxed - - and then Jennifer had woken up back in the garden.
Jennifer reached into the pocket of the tattered remnant of her little girl's dress and pulled out her cum collection and added the huge mouthful she had managed to save from the King of Cocks before passing out. Hmmm with the samples from the Off Color Rabbit, the Demented Tailor, Rex the demon / dog (shudder) and now the King, she was down to only six samples left to collect. Jennifer frowned at the jar. It was almost full and the mixture inside was bubbling and oozing as if it had a life of its own. Jennifer walked into the house, her bare feet making sucking sounds due to the cum dripping off them at every step and found a quart jar in the kitchen cupboard. Jennifer transferred the cum mixture from the small jar she had been using and watched in astonishment as the gurgling liquid seemed to expand to at least double its volume in its new home.
CHAPTER TEN
It had been a very long night for Jennifer as she serviced every member of the deck, from the Queen of Tits and King of Cocks down to the Jokers. Cum dripped from her large round breasts, as Jennifer moaned and staggered to her feet. Dawn was just breaking the sky and she looked around blearily to find she was back in the garden, the hole having vanished as if it had never been. The last thing Jennifer could remember was the whole suit of Cocks gathered around her as she lay naked on the ground and jerking their cocks until one by one they splashed their loads onto her. The sticky white liquid had splashed her face, hair, tits, thighs - - everywhere! The Raquel Welch look alike then had slithered on top of the cum covered blonde pressing her own huge tits into Jennifer, kissing her and licking the cum from her face and tits. As the cum made squishing sounds between them, the Queen of Tits had Frenched Jennifer and ground her pussy into Jennifer until both women had climaxed - - and then Jennifer had woken up back in the garden.
Jennifer reached into the pocket of the tattered remnant of her little girl's dress and pulled out her cum collection and added the huge mouthful she had managed to save from the King of Cocks before passing out. Hmmm with the samples from the Off Color Rabbit, the Demented Tailor, Rex the demon / dog (shudder) and now the King, she was down to only six samples left to collect. Jennifer frowned at the jar. It was almost full and the mixture inside was bubbling and oozing as if it had a life of its own. Jennifer walked into the house, her bare feet making sucking sounds due to the cum dripping off them at every step and found a quart jar in the kitchen cupboard. Jennifer transferred the cum mixture from the small jar she had been using and watched in astonishment as the gurgling liquid seemed to expand to at least double its volume in its new home.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 8
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Jennifer woke up just after noon, the first thought that popped into her mind was the conclusion to last night's Lady Godiva ride. The thought of how she had walked stark naked over to those young boys and let them ogle her tits while she teased them and invited them to come visit her made her blush with shame. She wanted to just pull the covers up over her head and stay in bed hiding for the rest of the day. She doubted the house would let her though so she might as well get up and get on with the day. With a sigh she got out of bed and went on with her daily routine of showering with Hlar and Hlox, eating a late breakfast / early lunch, and settling down to read the next entry in Samantha Lee's diary.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Jennifer woke up just after noon, the first thought that popped into her mind was the conclusion to last night's Lady Godiva ride. The thought of how she had walked stark naked over to those young boys and let them ogle her tits while she teased them and invited them to come visit her made her blush with shame. She wanted to just pull the covers up over her head and stay in bed hiding for the rest of the day. She doubted the house would let her though so she might as well get up and get on with the day. With a sigh she got out of bed and went on with her daily routine of showering with Hlar and Hlox, eating a late breakfast / early lunch, and settling down to read the next entry in Samantha Lee's diary.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 7
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jennifer woke to find herself still naked on the kitchen table, her body covered in the mixture of cum and chocolate that the kitchen goblins had covered her in. Yuck, she thought as she tried to get up. The stuff had dried to an almost glue like texture and she finally managed to free herself with a squishy sound. Their cum formed a thick layer on her body and she sloshed upstairs to the bathroom where it took an extra long shower and the soothing touch of Hlar and Hlox to relax her. Finally Jennifer fell into bed and slept until the sun once more reached its highpoint in the sky and the bright sunlight through her bedroom window woke her.
After her brunch, Jennifer took stock of her situation. The arrival of the reverend had almost made her forget about Samantha's last entry in her diary. Samantha had mentioned an old librarian who seemed to know something about what was going on in the house when Samantha had been the prisoner. Now over a hundred years later there was another old librarian who had twice made remarks that indicated a similar knowledge of Jennifer's situation. Coincidence? Somehow, Jennifer did not think so and she had to find out what the librarian knew. Perhaps the woman knew some way to set her free. I need to talk to her thought Jennifer, but damned if I am going to go see that sick statue and blow it so I can go into town. Jennifer picked up the phone and after checking the phone book, dialled the number for the Palmerville Public Library.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jennifer woke to find herself still naked on the kitchen table, her body covered in the mixture of cum and chocolate that the kitchen goblins had covered her in. Yuck, she thought as she tried to get up. The stuff had dried to an almost glue like texture and she finally managed to free herself with a squishy sound. Their cum formed a thick layer on her body and she sloshed upstairs to the bathroom where it took an extra long shower and the soothing touch of Hlar and Hlox to relax her. Finally Jennifer fell into bed and slept until the sun once more reached its highpoint in the sky and the bright sunlight through her bedroom window woke her.
After her brunch, Jennifer took stock of her situation. The arrival of the reverend had almost made her forget about Samantha's last entry in her diary. Samantha had mentioned an old librarian who seemed to know something about what was going on in the house when Samantha had been the prisoner. Now over a hundred years later there was another old librarian who had twice made remarks that indicated a similar knowledge of Jennifer's situation. Coincidence? Somehow, Jennifer did not think so and she had to find out what the librarian knew. Perhaps the woman knew some way to set her free. I need to talk to her thought Jennifer, but damned if I am going to go see that sick statue and blow it so I can go into town. Jennifer picked up the phone and after checking the phone book, dialled the number for the Palmerville Public Library.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 6
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER SIX
It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near noon and wait around the whole day wondering what would happen next while puzzling over the cryptic entries left by Samantha Lee in her diary one hundred years before. Not that it had been all bad, she reflected as she was relaxing in the tub the next day after being raped by her own mirror reflection. There were of course Hlar and Hlox, whose gentle ministrations in the tub were already close to coaxing a climax from her as she lay in the warm water moaning softly.
It was hard to think to clearly when one was having an orgasm, so Jennifer gave it up until the water began to cool along with her passion and she climbed out of the tub to once more quest vainly for the answers she so desperately needed. Again it was part of the same routine, she dressed and ate and then sat down to peruse Samantha's diary in hopes of finding a way out of her demonic prison.
CHAPTER SIX
It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near noon and wait around the whole day wondering what would happen next while puzzling over the cryptic entries left by Samantha Lee in her diary one hundred years before. Not that it had been all bad, she reflected as she was relaxing in the tub the next day after being raped by her own mirror reflection. There were of course Hlar and Hlox, whose gentle ministrations in the tub were already close to coaxing a climax from her as she lay in the warm water moaning softly.
It was hard to think to clearly when one was having an orgasm, so Jennifer gave it up until the water began to cool along with her passion and she climbed out of the tub to once more quest vainly for the answers she so desperately needed. Again it was part of the same routine, she dressed and ate and then sat down to peruse Samantha's diary in hopes of finding a way out of her demonic prison.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 5
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER FIVE
Jennifer slept until nearly noon the next day after her second Lady Godiva ride through the town. She had bought enough groceries to last her several days so she would not have to return to the garden perform the obscene ritual with the horse / statue. The thought of having been seen by the boys last night preyed on her mind. The story of her riding was probably the hot topic of conversation in Palmerville and how could she ever show her face there again? Even worse she knew that she would soon have to make another midnight ride through the town where anyone might see her.
With these despairing thoughts running through her mind, it took all the will power she had left to get out of bed to face yet another day in this demented house. She feared that if she stayed here much longer, she would soon sink to the sick level of the creatures that infested it. After eating, Jennifer summoned her courage to take another look at Samantha Lee's diary. The entries in the book might hold the key to her freedom, but they also terrorized her with the vague warnings of what was to happen to her next. Perhaps it was better not to know, Jennifer thought, but she found she could not resist opening the diary to see if there were any new entries to read.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jennifer slept until nearly noon the next day after her second Lady Godiva ride through the town. She had bought enough groceries to last her several days so she would not have to return to the garden perform the obscene ritual with the horse / statue. The thought of having been seen by the boys last night preyed on her mind. The story of her riding was probably the hot topic of conversation in Palmerville and how could she ever show her face there again? Even worse she knew that she would soon have to make another midnight ride through the town where anyone might see her.
With these despairing thoughts running through her mind, it took all the will power she had left to get out of bed to face yet another day in this demented house. She feared that if she stayed here much longer, she would soon sink to the sick level of the creatures that infested it. After eating, Jennifer summoned her courage to take another look at Samantha Lee's diary. The entries in the book might hold the key to her freedom, but they also terrorized her with the vague warnings of what was to happen to her next. Perhaps it was better not to know, Jennifer thought, but she found she could not resist opening the diary to see if there were any new entries to read.
Monday, November 7, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 4
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER FOUR
Jennifer woke just after dawn, lying naked on the dirt cellar floor, her body covered in the sticky demon cum. She crawled out from under the stairs and up to her bathroom where she soaked the dirt and cum from her body in the bath tub and then she fell into bed exhausted. It was early afternoon when she woke ravenous with hunger and full of dread.
After eating, Jennifer sat down to take another look at the diary left to her by Samantha Lee, hoping for some clue that might let her escape this cursed house and the fate that seemed to wait for her every night at midnight. Before picking up the book, Jennifer had tried all the doors and windows on the main floor and had been unable to open any of them. How will I survive if I can’t leave this house? she wondered in despair as she opened the book. To her surprise, there was a second entry that she had somehow missed the day before.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jennifer woke just after dawn, lying naked on the dirt cellar floor, her body covered in the sticky demon cum. She crawled out from under the stairs and up to her bathroom where she soaked the dirt and cum from her body in the bath tub and then she fell into bed exhausted. It was early afternoon when she woke ravenous with hunger and full of dread.
After eating, Jennifer sat down to take another look at the diary left to her by Samantha Lee, hoping for some clue that might let her escape this cursed house and the fate that seemed to wait for her every night at midnight. Before picking up the book, Jennifer had tried all the doors and windows on the main floor and had been unable to open any of them. How will I survive if I can’t leave this house? she wondered in despair as she opened the book. To her surprise, there was a second entry that she had somehow missed the day before.
I am sorry Jennifer, but the spell the demons have on me prevents me from telling you too much at once. They fear you might be able to use the knowledge to escape them. The best I have managed is to create a spell of my own that hides the entries in my diary from them. They will appear to you each day when the sun is highest in the sky. I hope that I may give you enough information to help you escape in time.
The demons keep me prisoner in this house, but even they realize I cannot live without food or sometimes other human company to keep me relatively sane. To that end, they allow me to go into town but only after a ritual that ensures I will return to them every night. If you go out to see the statue in the garden, it will tell you what to do. Tonight, beware of the bathroom - - they will wait for you in there.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
The Haunted House Chapter 2
The Haunted House by DeannaTroi
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning when Jennifer woke up, she wondered if it had all just been a dream, but her shredded nightie lay on the floor beside the bed and there were dry patches of cum on her face and breasts as she had just stumbled back to bed and collapsed after the fucking from the teddy bear. A long hot shower removed the traces of last night's nocturnal fun from her body and Jennifer got dressed before gathering up her courage to peer into the room with the wardrobe. In the bright sunlight streaming through the window, everything looked normal and when she tried the door of the wardrobe it was locked tight, just as it had been when she had first toured the house.
Jennifer forced herself to be calm and rational and went down to the kitchen to have breakfast. After doing the dishes, she got in her car and went looking for the local library. Perhaps the old newspapers might be able to shed some light on the mysterious house she had bought.
"Oh my, you bought the old Godiva place," said the librarian who looked at least 80 when Jennifer asked her about the house and if there were any newspaper articles on it.
"The what?" asked Jennifer thinking she must have heard the woman wrong.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning when Jennifer woke up, she wondered if it had all just been a dream, but her shredded nightie lay on the floor beside the bed and there were dry patches of cum on her face and breasts as she had just stumbled back to bed and collapsed after the fucking from the teddy bear. A long hot shower removed the traces of last night's nocturnal fun from her body and Jennifer got dressed before gathering up her courage to peer into the room with the wardrobe. In the bright sunlight streaming through the window, everything looked normal and when she tried the door of the wardrobe it was locked tight, just as it had been when she had first toured the house.
Jennifer forced herself to be calm and rational and went down to the kitchen to have breakfast. After doing the dishes, she got in her car and went looking for the local library. Perhaps the old newspapers might be able to shed some light on the mysterious house she had bought.
"Oh my, you bought the old Godiva place," said the librarian who looked at least 80 when Jennifer asked her about the house and if there were any newspaper articles on it.
"The what?" asked Jennifer thinking she must have heard the woman wrong.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
The Hormone Chapter 2
The Hormone by dellagordo
CHAPTER TWO
She was smiling at him, her lips covered in a layer of his jism. A few ropes had fallen across her nose and forehead and covered the left lense of her glasses, but the visible eye was watching him with something between humor and lust. His mother removed her glasses and set them on the nightstand by his bed.
"I notice you still have an erection," she said. She licked cum from her lips. "Do your testicles still hurt?"
"Not - - not really," Jonny admitted, staring dumbly at her.
His mother unbuttoned her jacket and shrugged it off her shoulders. "Are you absolutely certain?" she asked. The top of her blouse was soaked through with his ejaculate and stuck to her skin. Jonny could actually make out portions of her bra through the shirt. He wondered what she was up to now. Then she began to unbutton the blouse, and a slow realization came upon him.
"Um, yeah, jeez, Mom, my balls sure do hurt. Ouch."
Melody smiled. "Well, what kind of mother would I be if I didn't look after my son?"
The blouse fell to the floor, a sodden mass. Melody's heavy tits shimmied in her black bra, showing off their pale upper slopes and a generous cleavage. Melody reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, then she wiggled out of it, causing her breasts to jiggle and jump in confinement.
CHAPTER TWO
She was smiling at him, her lips covered in a layer of his jism. A few ropes had fallen across her nose and forehead and covered the left lense of her glasses, but the visible eye was watching him with something between humor and lust. His mother removed her glasses and set them on the nightstand by his bed.
"I notice you still have an erection," she said. She licked cum from her lips. "Do your testicles still hurt?"
"Not - - not really," Jonny admitted, staring dumbly at her.
His mother unbuttoned her jacket and shrugged it off her shoulders. "Are you absolutely certain?" she asked. The top of her blouse was soaked through with his ejaculate and stuck to her skin. Jonny could actually make out portions of her bra through the shirt. He wondered what she was up to now. Then she began to unbutton the blouse, and a slow realization came upon him.
"Um, yeah, jeez, Mom, my balls sure do hurt. Ouch."
Melody smiled. "Well, what kind of mother would I be if I didn't look after my son?"
The blouse fell to the floor, a sodden mass. Melody's heavy tits shimmied in her black bra, showing off their pale upper slopes and a generous cleavage. Melody reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, then she wiggled out of it, causing her breasts to jiggle and jump in confinement.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
The Hormone Chapter 1
The Hormone by dellagordo
CHAPTER ONE
It was two-thirty in the afternoon on a gorgeous late summer day, and Jonny Maxwell awkwardly stepped out of his car, shouldered his bookbag and lurched up the driveway towards his house. The house would be empty for a few more hours, which meant Jonny would be able to provide himself with some much needed relief. His mom was Xybochem's top biochemist, and she got that way by working long hours. Particularly after Jonny's dad died.
He adjusted the lump in his shorts and slipped through the side door, stumbling through the kitchen and straight to his room. Jonny threw his bag on the floor and, quickly undressing, threw his clothes beside it. He breathed a sigh of relief as his cock, no longer confined within boxers and canvas shorts, stretched out to it's full, prodigious length.
It was nearly as thick and long as his forearm now, and his balls had swollen almost as big as his fists. They needed regular emptying these days, often as much as five or six times a day. This would be his third for the day. Once in the morning before school and once in the boy's bathroom during lunch. On the drive home after school he had felt his cock stiffening of it's own will and knew he would have to jettison a load of sperm soon, or risk making a mess. That had already happened once recently, and Jonny had no interest in repeating the incident.
Jonny grimaced as he gripped his engorged member and began to stroke, urging the pent-up cum to spray. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen, he thought.
CHAPTER ONE
It was two-thirty in the afternoon on a gorgeous late summer day, and Jonny Maxwell awkwardly stepped out of his car, shouldered his bookbag and lurched up the driveway towards his house. The house would be empty for a few more hours, which meant Jonny would be able to provide himself with some much needed relief. His mom was Xybochem's top biochemist, and she got that way by working long hours. Particularly after Jonny's dad died.
He adjusted the lump in his shorts and slipped through the side door, stumbling through the kitchen and straight to his room. Jonny threw his bag on the floor and, quickly undressing, threw his clothes beside it. He breathed a sigh of relief as his cock, no longer confined within boxers and canvas shorts, stretched out to it's full, prodigious length.
It was nearly as thick and long as his forearm now, and his balls had swollen almost as big as his fists. They needed regular emptying these days, often as much as five or six times a day. This would be his third for the day. Once in the morning before school and once in the boy's bathroom during lunch. On the drive home after school he had felt his cock stiffening of it's own will and knew he would have to jettison a load of sperm soon, or risk making a mess. That had already happened once recently, and Jonny had no interest in repeating the incident.
Jonny grimaced as he gripped his engorged member and began to stroke, urging the pent-up cum to spray. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen, he thought.
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