Reed arrived home, slammed the door and went in to fall on the couch. Brenda hurried out of the bedroom and looked down at her brother, the only family she had in the world.
“Well?” she asked in annoyance.
“Well… he fell for it hook, line, and sinker,” Reed laughed. “When I tossed those pictures out on the table I thought their jaws would drop off. Tom wants you in the worst kind of way,” Reed laughed, hugging his happy sister and pulling her down on the couch beside her.
“You owe me,” he said, pecking her on the cheek.
“Yeah, right. You’ll milk Tom for favors for the next two years. I know you, dear brother.”
“You’re right,” Tom nodded with a laugh. “And good luck on your date tomorrow. It sure is a fucked-up way of getting into somebody’s pants,” he said, shaking his head.
Brenda arrived at Tom’s house. He welcomed her, fed her screwdrivers, broke out a pizza, and had her half naked, all in the first hour.
“That was a hell of a bet,” Tom said as he watched Brenda sink her lips over his stiff cock. She smiled up into his eyes as she bobbed up and down on his dick. Tom sighed loudly and laid back, enjoying the sensation.
Brenda savored the soft, hot skin of his throbbing cock. She loved the taste of a clean penis, she loved the smell of a man. Most of all she liked going down on a man and seeing the power she wielded over him.
She slid her soft lips up and down on his rigid cock, then pulled her mouth off and massaged it with her hand.
“I’ve always like you,” Tom said in a whisper.
“I’ve liked you, but you never asked me out,” she said between licks. She took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked vigorously. He hissed with a sharp intake of breath, tipping his head back and grimacing. He looked back down at her, and her beautiful tits.
“You are really hot,” he said.
She sat stroking his cock, looking at the object of her affection since her older brother first brought him home. Both Tom and James were her favorites. She dated boys her own age, but they never seemed as exciting as Reed’s friends.
Tom scooted close to Brenda and unsnapped her bra. He moaned as he saw those breasts, and the incredible nipples, close up. He urged her to slide off her panties, then rolled her over on her back.
The first taste of her pussy was heavenly. It was soft, sweet, and delicious. Her hair was short and neatly trimmed. She cried out and moved around in response to his mouthings. He fluttered his tongue over her stiff little clit and she gasped loudly, clamping her hands behind his head, and pulling him into her crotch.
“Oh God that feels good,” she moaned. She looked down to see Tom’s eyes smiling up at her. She shivered as his tongue dug from the bottom of her wet pussy to the top. He curled the juices into his mouth and swallowed them.
“Oh yes,” Brenda moaned. “Fuck me, Tom, fuck me,” she said in a tiny voice.
Tom smiled and nodded. He broke contact with her pussy and laid on the bed behind her. Holding her leg up in the air, to get better access to her pussy, he slid his cock up inside her. She gave little kitten cries as he worked further in and out with each thrust, until he was fully inserted into her hot little pussy. He heard the wet sounds of her sex, as he slid smoothly in and out. She thrust her ass back to meet him.
“Oh huh,” Tom whispered, losing control of his emotions. She put her hand behind his head and pulled him down into a kiss. He responded eagerly. She was so young, so sweet. He almost felt like he was fucking her for the first time. But the fact that she had no maidenhead, aborted that theory. She was very tight though.
Tom wanted to feel more cock in her pussy. He rolled over on his back, pulling out of her cunt. He motioned for her to straddle his body. She eagerly changed, facing his feet as she straddled him and sank eagerly on his rigid cock.
“Oh yes,” she gasped, riding quickly on his penis. She bounced for several minutes, then changed and began sliding forward and back. Her eager moans proved that this was better for her. She panted soundlessly for several minutes. Tom thrust his pelvis up into her pussy, eager for his own orgasm.
Tom suddenly wanted to kiss Brenda. He stopped her and had her turn on his penis. She sat smiling down at him. He raised his arms and she fell into them.
They kissed passionately while Brenda rolled her pussy against his cock. She felt warm all over. Electric thrills were coursing through her body. The touch of his lips on her’s was an incredible thrill. It warmed her breasts, pussy and ass.
She felt the fire growing to an intolerable level in her loins. It wouldn’t be long until she came, and it would be a big one.
Tom felt like he was being r-aped by the incredible young woman. She was in command, he was her puppet. She fucked him hard, suddenly sitting up and humping against him. He filled his hands with her firm breasts and squeezed lightly. She gasped when his thumbs touched her sensitive nipples. With ever-growing cries of passion she began to ride out of control.
They came at virtually the same instant. Their cries blended with each other. Their bodies shook and gyrated, intertwined, and pulsed. Brenda’s pussy clenched over Tom’s dick and milked it, while it filled her hot pussy with cum.
As their orgasm waned, they lay in each other’s arms, relaxed and happy, not speaking. Then they talked for almost an hour before Brenda dressed and left.
“How did it go?” Reed asked eagerly when she floated through the front door and collapsed on the couch.
“Only incredible,” she said with a laugh. “Let’s take picture for the next game,” she said, throwing off her clothes. Reed groaned, but hurried for his camera. He was not losing for her again, if they wanted her they had to win her.
The End
I’m shifting my pics with stories thread from the pics forum to this thread in order to reduce the number of threads I have…Below is the first story…
Xiao Mei Vs Blackie
“My name is Xiao Mei. As you can see, I very small size…small neh neh…small CB…small mouth…everything also small but I like Tua Lan Jiao especially the Orr Orr ones…”
“I like to wear pink color top and white panties..U can see or not???”
“Now let u see my small neh neh…nipple pink color one hor…not orr orr one hor…”
“Eeee…U all Lao Tkio…see until eyes want to fall out liao…Dun let u see now…I shy shy one leh…”
“Ok lah…ok lah…let u see my shaved CB…Bo mor one hor…dun believe cum and touch lor…”
“Wah…Orr Orr Tua Lan Jiao cum liao…Dun talk now, must suck…”
“U see hor…this Orr Orr Tua Lan Jiao so teng and so tua and so deng…I like leh…but too bad lah…geh deng liao…kum buay jip…”
“U say my mouth too small so cannot kum all in huh? U see deng ge my ning kee chiu leh…”
“Wah…Kan doggy arrg…I like…Tua Tua Kee in my small CB…Song arrg…”
“Let u see closeup view…Song boh??? Lao chui nua liao huh??”
“Nabei lah..Lim Peh Orr Kui dun understand Hokkien lah…CB lah…Gong English lah…U on top lah…fuck U long long hard hard…Choot ur small neh neh…”
“Ur CB small small tight tight shiok shiok lah…U like or not???”
“I like lah…Wah! Song kah kee Jurong…”
“Let U all see close up view lah!!! My Lan Jiao cannot go all the way in lah…Song arrg…”
“Wah!!! U superman lah…I song song Kee Jurong, kee Changi…now dunno go where already….Nabei still mai choot…”
“Wah!!! Song Arrrggg…Kan ga lan jiao ai peet liao…Ehhh???…Lim peh orr kui how cum can speak Hokkien leh???”
“Arrggg…Choot on your CB face lah…”
“Orr Kui arrg…U sibei geng lah…Next time I find u again ok???”
“Nabei CB…Next time U speak Hokkien, I kan your Ka Ching… Singapore government say must speak English…cannot speak Hokkien understand???”
THE END
An Erotic Poem
Do you want to fuck
I would make you buck
I would cause a pleasure
that you couldn’t measure
I would make you scream
while I lick your special cream
I’ll massage, lick, and tease
and anything else to please
All you have to do is ask
and I’ll get right to task
It is my mission
to help you find a nice position
top, bottom, doggy, sixety nine
just pick one, I’ll be fine
I may have some trouble if you look
through the Kama Sutra book
but I’ll sure try anything with you
on our own or with more than two
because I want your love
and you’re all I think of
Would you mind
if I nibble your clit
while I stick my tongue
into your wit slit
do you want me
to pinch your nipples
if you really get going
you will come in triples
you would shake
and you’d scream
while I lick up
all of your pussy cream
I was having a bad day. My startup company had folded, I was in debt for a fortune, I couldn’t even get a decent job and my girl had gone off with a doctor – a female doctor.
I’d been flying high for a while, a very little while, and now I was right back where I’d started from. Which meant that the only chance I got to meet great looking women was inside the pages of girlie mags. It’s true, what you’ve never had you never miss, but believe me, what you’ve had and lost you really mourn for. And I as I looked at all those horny chicks I felt as mournful as a grounded hawk.
A feeling which wasn’t improved by checking out all the double cool females inside the covers of the magazine and wondering who the lucky dudes were who were screwing them. Apart from also wondering why I hadn’t gone for a nice safe career in the magazine business instead of getting involved in high tech stock market floats: soft bodies are more fun than software and usually a lot easier to sell. Well, unless your name is Bill Gates, I guess.
And then it happened. I could have sworn I was alone in the apartment, the door locked, everything. Until the mag was snatched out of my hands.
I nearly had an heart attack, then looked up to see who was there and every one of my vital organs did go offline for about a second due to pure shock. Because the girl who was standing beside the couch could have stepped straight in amongst the bevy of lust arousing models on the glossy pages and been at home as a flea on a hound dog.
We are talking long blonde hair, a face that would have knocked any king ever sideways on his throne, and a drop dead figure with perky little boobs, all wrapped up – OK, barely covered – by “Hey, man, it’s like honeymoon time” lingerie.
Maybe there are guys who know exactly how to behave when a living doll like this suddenly steps into their life in her stockings, suspender belt and high heeled shoes. I’m not one of them. I lay there with my arm stuck up in the air like I was pretending to be the statute of liberty and I didn’t move a muscle. I didn’t even speak, I just kind of quietly spasmed. My heart was back in action and an Indie driver was pumping the gas into it faster than I could burn it.
“Hi, Rand, nice to meet you,” she said, and I still gaped at her like it was Independence Day and the earth’s skies had been invaded by flying pizzas the size of cities.
“Who – who are you?” I don’t know how it came across to her but I hadn’t sounded that squeaky since I was in junior school.
“I’m Chloe, and I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”
“Where did you come from?”
“Rand, that’s like asking where the rainbow comes from. By the time you’ve finished asking the question, it’s gone. Do you want me to go?”
However confused I was about everything else, at least I knew the answer to that question: “Hell, no, I don’t want you to go.”
“Can I sit down?”
“Sure, surely.” I gabbled. It wasn’t Independence Day, it was Thanksgiving, and I didn’t know whether I was the turkey or the farmer.
She – Chloe – she sat down on the couch and spread herself out on top of me, with a hand stroking the inside of my left leg. About the only thing which anybody could have dropped on me which might have felt better would have been a million dollars, and right then I wouldn’t even have been sure about that.
Hell, I wasn’t even sure I hadn’t somehow overdosed on something, but when I gently stroked her long blonde hair she didn’t disappear. Not only did she seem real, she felt real. And I think maybe it’s not too crazy to say that what was even better, she smelt real.
“You’re not a dream?”
“I can be anything you want me to be, Rand. Would you like me to be a dream? Just shut your eyes and when you open them again, I’ll be gone.”
“Then I’m not even going to blink – but, but … "
“If you’re still don’t know whether I’m real or not, Rand, why don’t you let your fingers do the talking?”
Even in the craziest of situations there are arguments that are so good you go straight along with them. I reached out with my fingertip and brushed it as gently as a falling leaf against her stocking clad leg. If there’s anything else in the world that has the same combination of smoothness and heat as female flesh under silk, I wouldn’t know what it is. And if there is anything else like that, I sure bet it doesn’t feel so good to touch.
“OK, Rand, I can feel you, so can you feel me?”
“I can feel you, Chloe. I also feel like Doctor Frankenstein after the lightning struck.”
She giggled: “That’s one lousy comment to make to a lady. Do you think I’m that ugly.”
I felt like biting my tongue off: “Chloe, no, no, I think you’re beautiful! You’re fantastic!”
“OK, you’re forgiven. You want to keep on touch testing, Rand?”
Only about as much as I wanted to go on breathing. Or maybe a little bit more. This time I tried higher up her body – way higher, on the top of one of her bra cups. Her leg might have felt fine but for sheer tactile feedback there’s nothing like a tit. Especially when its owner is enjoying the stroking every bit as much as you are.
“Well, am I real, Rand?”
“I guess all I know for sure is that if you’re virtual reality, and I can figure a way of putting you on the internet, I’m gonna buy California and Wall Street.”
She made a tiny little ladylike snort of derision: “Virtual reality? Put your finger out and we’ll give it the ultimate reality test.”
I can’t say she confused me, because a man couldn’t be more confused than I already was, but it took a while before I realized what she wanted. Then I did hold my finger up for her, and Chloe put it in her mouth and gently drew on it as if it were a Cuban cigar.
She was so right, it was the ultimate reality check. There’s no way anybody is ever put a feeling like digital sucking into a digital format. It also happened to be a turn on that had me shivering with excitement. Up until then I’d been so shocked by her sudden appearance that I hadn’t really taken in what she was. Now all I could think of was that even if she’d popped up out of hell she was the sexiest little mother of a demon I could imagine. Not only would I be happy to sell her my soul to get on top of her, I’d throw in my visa card as well.
“Uh, Chloe.”
Her lips slid off my finger with a final flick of a tongue that had my cock reaching for the sky: “Yes, Rand.”
