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Dionysus 4b6e5222d2
Removed trashsciis 2023-07-04 22:35:12 -04:00
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Updated for hateserv ;) 2023-07-04 22:33:11 -04:00
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My 5 year older sister was in town (im 28) to take care of my grandfathers house and asked me to spend the night there too, so she wouldnt have to be alone in the house. We decided to both sleep on the corner sofa with our feet pointing towards the corner.
The voyeuristic side of me have allwasy liked to "fake sleep" when in bed with girlfriends and such, just to see what they do (mostly nothing, but sometimes fun stuf!).
So I explained several times how i was a heavy sleeper and that she shouldnt be afraid if she had to hit me in order to wake me up...
I quickly "fell asleep", breathing heavy and all that. What came next made ne soo excited, my hart raced to the point where i thought she might hear it: I stuck my cock out of the fly in my underwear (as if by accident) and kicked my blanket down om the floor, leaving only a part covering my chest. I could hear her twisting and turning and soon felt her eyes burning. I got harder than ever before
and felt my cock litterally throbbing. I heard her moving about a little, and i heard her fibbling with something. I think she took a picture with her cell-phone! She then started breathing funny and my guess is she masturbated herself to an orgasm, i could detect a low crying sound.

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I like
it when daddy touches me and caresses me. I start to think about when
daddy comes to my bed and kisses me ALL over. This makes me take more
of your penis in my mouth as well as my fingers moving a bit faster in
my panties. You catch onto that and encurage me. "THat's my girl. Play
with yourself as you suck daddy off. You should cum too." At first I
don't know what "cum" means but then I remember that its that nice
cream that comes out of daddy's penis. I don't cum like that you told
me one time but I do squirt my own juice and you say "It's better then
any wine I've had!"

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Corey lay on his side, thin blanket pulled up over his ear, metal
bedsprings creaking as he masturbated into a dirty sock. Surreptitiously
watching Joey get his asshole raped. The un-challenged top dog, "Wolf," had
been making the rounds of the dormitory at night, picking his victims from the
smaller, paler boys. For the first time in his life, Corey was thankful he was
so ugly.
He _knew_ he was ugly. It wasn't a matter of goddamn "self-esteem" like
that bogus shrink kept trying to tell him, as she looked away from his whole
butt-ugly self. He was scrawny to the point of emaciation. He had a big nose,
crooked buck teeth and no chin to speak of. He had zits all over his face that
blended in with the freckles. He had frizzy black hair that looked like it had
never been combed, which wasn't true, it just looked that way. He'd buzzed it
off once when he was eleven, to look tough like a skinhead, but his grandma
Rubinstein had fainted dead away when she saw it. His father had beat the
living crap out of him for it; his mother said he looked like an Auschwitz
survivor and made him wear a hat.
He was so fucking ugly that his cousin Aaron didn't even make him suck his
dick like he did his little brother Mark. Aaron, the fucking cop Aaron,
goddamn musclehead faggot Aaron, thought he was really something special. Just
because he was strong, pumped up, a steroid bloated idiot. Not a geeky little
Jewish stereotype like Corey's side of the family.
"I oughta fuck you up the ass, Corey, you ugly little shit," Aaron used to
tell him, sitting on the faded couch in the dingy little living room in Corey's
dark basement apartment. Corey's little brother Mark knelt between Aaron's
legs, giving him head.
Corey would be standing near the doorway. He didn't dare leave since
Aaron demanded an audience. Corey knew Aaron would beat the crap out of him if
he left, or make up some story to his old man that would get his old man to
beat the crap out of him, or maybe both. Besides, he had liked watching that
spoiled little shit Marky give head... it made him hard.
"I oughta fuck you up the ass 'cause it's a lot prettier than your face."
And then one day he did, when Corey was twelve, and Marky was seven. He made
Mark watch. Made the little puke feel _special_, and made Corey feel even
worse.
The first time. Corey remembered the first time. He saw the look in
Aaron's face, that weird crooked grin. Remembered how he tried to run, knew it
was coming. Aaron had been talking obsessively about packing his tool up
Corey's skinny ass for days, and somehow Corey knew he really meant it this
time. Aaron was so fast, it was like he was that superhero "Elastic Man." His
arm stretched across the room and grabbed Corey by the back of the neck and
threw him face down over the coffee table.
Aaron _laughed_ at him, as Corey shrieked and cursed. He switched to
begging and pleading; then Aaron got Marky to pull Corey's pants down. He
remembered Marky laughing too. High-pitched, convulsive laughter. So long
ago, but he could still hear that laughter.
"Watch this, buddy, I'm gonna fuck your ugly brother's ugly ass!" Aaron
boasted. And then he did.
Sometimes he made himself crazy, groping his memory for the rest of that
afternoon after the initial horrible, excruciating pain when Aaron rammed his
cock into him but he couldn't remember anything. Did his parents come home
from work? Did he eat dinner? When did he go to bed? The next thing he
remembered was getting up in the middle of the night with all the blood in his
underwear. Being so scared of his mother finding the underwear, because if his
father found out... Corey was sure he would get beaten bad enough to need to go
to the hospital. Like the time in kindergarten when he told the teacher to
suck his dick, after she told him to stand in the corner for talking out of
turn. He "fell out of a tree," that time. His father would kill him if he
knew he was getting fucked up the ass, the way he was always ranting about the
goddamn faggots trying to take over.
He remembered that Aaron didn't bug him or Mark for almost a month after
the first time. But then one day, it was back to the same old routine.
"Looks like Corey needs another butt-fucking; whatta you say, Buddy?"
Aaron rubbed the small head bobbing between his legs.
"Yeah, fuck his ugly butt, it's prettier than his face," Marky giggled
around a mouthful of hard dick. The two of them howled at how clever Marky
was, using Aaron's favorite expression.
Once or twice a week, after that. Maybe it was better than sucking dick
all the time. Marky had to suck dick every day, but Marky didn't seem to mind.
It wasn't tearing up Marky's asshole and making it hurt when he crapped. Once,
in the middle of the night, Corey crawled into Marky's bed and forced him to
take a dick up his baby ass. Even though Corey threatened to kill Marky if he
told anyone, Marky was smart enough to know he could just tell Aaron and Aaron
would take care of it. And Aaron did. Corey couldn't even get near that
memory; he didn't even want to try.
But then there was that day when Aaron got a new idea... he only got one
once a year. Corey remembered that day very well. Aaron held Corey down so
Marky could stick his hard little baby dick up Corey's ass.
It didn't _hurt_; it wasn't hardly bigger than a man's finger. His little
brother's dick, up his ass. Too much. Too goddamn much.
Corey was kind of proud, really. Forty-seven stab wounds between them.
The blood was everywhere. He'd stabbed the little fucker with a butcher knife.
In the back... jabjab to the kidneys when Marky was giving Aaron head, after
fucking his big brother. Jabjab quick in Aaron's belly, over Marky's head,
hard, lots of muscle. Marky went down easy, but Aaron was strong: even holding
his gut together, he tried to act offensively.
"Gimme the knife goddamnit you little fuckwad!"
Corey rushed him. Stabbed him in the groin, jabjabjab, extra quick. The
fucker fell to his knees and he stabbed him in the back as he fell forward.
Kicked him in the butt, stabbed him through his sweatpants, fucked him with the
butcher knife. Did he scream? Corey couldn't remember that part.
Stabbed his little brother a dozen more times, just to be sure. Cut off
his little dick and shoved it down his throat. Made him suck his own goddamn
dick. A few more stabs in the chest for both of them, just to be safe. A
strange exhilarating feeling enthralled him as he pounded the knife down.
Overhand two-fisted strokes. Warm blood splashed his t-shirt, his face.
He remembered he had dropped the butcher knife and casually walked the few
blocks to the park. Down to the river to watch the ducks. He wasn't crazy.
They deserved it.
Corey lay on his side in bed watching Wolf rape Joey's pretty little ass.
Juvenile cries of pain and humiliation not-quite-drowned in the pillow his face
was smashed into. Corey imagined it was him on top of Marky as he humped his
fist, forgetting to pretend he wasn't really watching.
"Hey Fug," Wolf whispered, scaring Corey half-soft. That was him,
"Fugly," "Fuckin' Ugly."
Corey stared at Wolf through the darkness.
"You want seconds?" Wolf whispered. He grinned at Corey through the
darkness, kneeling between the metal beds. Glancing meaningfully at Joey's
exposed buttocks. "I seen you watching me the last couple nights. I don't
mind, I like an audience." He moved to creep back to his bed on the far side
of the dormitory. "Tell him if he squeals on you he'll have to deal with me."
Corey lay on his side for a while, breathing raggedly, his cock pulsing in
his hand. Staring at the boy lying in the bunk next to his with shoulders
shaking, sobbing silently. Staying low to the ground, Corey crept between the
beds and crawled up on top of Joey. He pulled his hard, thin cock out of his
underwear. His dick jumped as Joey let out a startled "No!" An unbearable
excitement rising in the pit of Corey's groin as he felt the boy, only slightly
smaller than himself. Joey tensed, spasms of fear riding up and down his body
in waves.
Corey thrust his cock deep into the boy's cum-wet asshole, thrilled at the
boy's gasps of displeasure. He felt the rectum clutch instinctively, trying to
expel his intruding dick.
"Tell on me and I'll cut you like I cut my little brother," he threatened.
He knew they'd all heard his story, but he didn't know if they believed it or
not. He knew they only left him alone because he was too ugly to fuck and
didn't have anything worth stealing.
Well they'd know better now. He lay on top of the crying boy and he
fucked Joey's ass. Fucked him hard, fucked him deep. He _wanted_ them to hear
the bed creak, wanted them to hear the escaping gasps of pain from Joey.
Wanted them all to know it was him, Fug, doing the fucking now.
Not too ugly to do the fucking.
Not _too_ ugly.
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"Mom, I can't sleep would you mind if I get in bed with you?"
She was wearing a baby doll semi-see through nightie, and was embarrassed to let me in bed with her.
However she remembered how I had let her sleep with me when she needed to.
"Sure John, it's a big bed," she said in an uncertain tone.
"Mom, would you mind if I snuggle a little with you.
I just feel kind of sad tonight, I need you close to me."
I said; without waiting for an answer I pulled her tight against me.
I kept grinding my crotch into her ass trying to get comfortable.
My hands crept up to her breasts and began playing with them, lazily at first.
"John... JOHN what are you doing?
Stop that and go to sleep."
This is giving me such a headache! I have to go to school in 3 hours and my term paper is not saved!
But I could not stop.
I pulled her nightie up and wet my finger.
I then stuck it into her slightly moist pussy.
"John listen to me, stop right now.
This has to stop.
You are my son, and we can't do this.
Please John don't do this to me."
I did stop then and sat up next to her.
I pulled her into my lap and cupped her breasts in my hands while licking her ear.
"Susan honey, we need to talk, we need to finish this.
I told you a long time ago that I love you, that I need you.
I want to possess you utterly.
I want you to give me your body, to make love to me.
I have a tape mom.
A tape of you raping me.
I could blackmail you, send you to jail.
But that does not get me what I want.
I don't just want you on Christmas, I don't want stolen kisses, or the occasional snuggle.
I want you to want me.
To be hot and wild and passionate, and completely in love with me.
I want to have the right to grab you and fuck you anytime I want, just like dad did.
I want to wake up to find you sucking on my cock just because you feel like it.
Mom can you honestly say you don't want that too?
Can you honestly say that you can bear to have me walk out of your life forever?
Because that is what I would have to do.
You are the woman I love, the only woman I have ever made love to.
If I can't have you, I will have to go.
If I am near you, I have to fuck you.
It is as simple as that," I said as I wrote my name on her breasts with my finger.
She was crying now, and I could smell her juices beginning to boil and drip out her pussy.
She laid back against my chest and I wrapped her in my arms.
"I don't want to lose you, I, I know that you are more than just a son to me.
I am so scared though.
Wanting you this way is wrong.
I am your mother.
I should not let you play with my tits, I should not want you to lick my pussy, or need you to fuck my ass but for some sick reason I do.
I know I can't allow you to fuck me, I can't let you put that big slab of cock-meat inside me.
If I do that, there is no turning back, you will own me.
I will become addicted to your dick.
Oh god, what am I going to do.
I love you John, but it is still wrong!"
We laid that way for a long time, just holding on to each other.
My hard on was peeking up between her thighs.
Finally I came up with a solution.
"Mom I understand that our relationship is not normal, but it is not WRONG either.
Making love to you could never be wrong.
I love you and I want to show you how much.
Susan, it's Christmas.
Let me have you this one time.
Make love to me, be greedy, teach me how to please you.
Make me fuck you right.
We owe it to ourselves to try it at least once.
You are All I want for Christmas, all I have ever wanted."
Susan was quiet for a few seconds and then she slowly nodded her head.
Her hands were trembling as she smiled up at me and said yes.
I was so happy, that I crushed her against me and said over and over, "I love you baby, I am going to be so good to you, I love you mom," while kissing and hugging her.
Our kisses slowly began to deepen, she was on top of me straddling my waist.
Her breasts were brushing against my chest and my cock was laying against her ass.
I was licking her lips, sucking on them when her pretty, pink little tongue flicked out to meet mine.
I sucked her into my mouth and we both let out a little sigh of happiness.
Susan began crawling down my stomach, stopping briefly to lick my belly button clean.
Then she began playing with my cock, rubbing it against her face, eyes, nose, sniffing and then licking and sucking it into her mouth.
My mother was overcome by a wave of pure dick-lust as she began to swallow my cock.'
I don't know how big my dad's cock was, but he must have been my size or bigger, cuz my mom swallowed my fat 8 incher like an old pro.
She kept looking me right in the eye, with this wicked little grin on her face, daring me to fuck her properly.
I did.
I began to ram it down her throat, we established a good rhythm.
She breathed through her nose and every 20 seconds or so I would pull out and let her lick and massage my knob (and breathe), before plunging back in.
"Cum on my face baby, cum all over your mother's face," she said between slurps, and squeezes and soft, slow, sucks.
I could not help it, she was sucking the sperm right out of me.
I grabbed Susan's head and pulled it tight against my crotch.
I held her in place as I powerfucked her throat.
Precum was bubbling out of me and I could hear it gurgling in her mouth.
My balls were twitching and jerking hard now and I felt the sperm swimming their way to the head of my cock.
"You want my sperm mom, you want some stinky-sticky?
Take it you beautiful little slut, take your son's cum!"
I bellowed as I shot the first load down her throat.
I remembered that she wanted some on her face too; so I pulled out and pressed my spurting cock against her nostril and shot it up her nose.
I had one or two dribbles left so I placed my cock on each of her eyelids and let er rip.
Mom was a little surprised...
but she did not complain.
I don't know if I can explain how sexy my mom looked.
My cum was in her belly, a little drop was hanging from the corner of her mouth.
Her nose was dripping my cum, and her eyes were crusting over with it.
(Guys try it with your girlfriend tonight, it is fucking amazing!)
I wanted to rest for a few minutes, but I could not.
My mom was obviously very horny and it would not have been polite to leave her hanging.
We switched positions and I settled in for a long, slow lick.
I may not have a lot of experience in some aspects of sex.
Technically I am still a virgin, I guess, since mom has never let me fuck her pussy.