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Entitled.. Eternal Dream by §•toXxic•§

I woke up gasping for air; turned on the lamp just next to my bed, my hands and lips were quivering.. "ohh god" I said.. Just then I'm flooded with the same flashbacks as were in my dream, .. 'Shoes on my forehead'.. 'hands around my waist, my throat, ' ... his cock inches from me, making me stretch beyond the cold metal around my wrists and ankles to barely touch it... His Sharp Cold metal blade inches from entering me...I shook my head back to the here n now, my inner thiegh is soaked, nipples hard as concrete "oh... its all I can do to not leave my bed and fly to him" I whisper.

Pony Girls by Amaranth

Pony Girls

ADULT THEMED EROTIC TABOO

Mitch was new, this was his latest in a long line of temporary jobs he had over the years. His 28 year old frame was well toned with a healthy colour to his skin, the result of years of working outside on farms and ranches. He loved his work, he loved being outside and loved working with the animals, he was happy. Mitch was a quiet sort, he got along with everyone well enough, girls loved him, attracted to his rugged good looks, but he just couldn't handle the flirting. He had never married, never even had a long term relationship, just lots of fun with the stable girls, which partially explained the number of jobs he has had.

Mitch stood leaning on the broom, taking a break, lost in his thoughts. He took off his cap and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead, replacing it on his head. It was a hot day, he was stripped to his waist, wearing just jeans and a pair of work boots, and his ever faithful cap. Sweating, partially due to the heat and partially due to the manual labour, he looked like his stereotype. He heard a childish female giggle, turning his had to the sound he saw two young women, one whispering to the other ear while staring at him, and giggling. He sighed, 'here we go again' he thought, stepping back into the stable to continue his work.

His job at the stables appeared to be working out, in the main the girls had left him alone. Tilly, the giggly one, that Mitch liked to call her, had done nothing but giggle every time she saw him, Laura, the other showed him no interest at all, which suited Mitch just fine. He had learned they were the twin daughters of the stable owner, only looking alike, in their 24 years, they had developed very different personalities. Laura was quiet and tomboyish, Tilly was loud and very much a girl and, giggled a lot, the first thing anyone noticed about her. They gave Mitch nothing more than a courteous nod every morning throughout the two months he had been there. He was getting a reputation for being a steady, courteous worker, and he was praying they would keep him on after the summer. He paid no mind to the rumour that the girls liked him, concentrating instead on his work, but often found himself watching them as they worked, firm toned ass under tight jodhpurs as they bend and stand repetitively while grooming the horses. Pert breasts, topped with hard nipples pushing to escape the fabric of their vests. Both had long straight muddy blonde hair that bounced as they worked. He licked his lips, yes they wore jodhpurs well, and thankfully, they wore them a lot.

One particularly hot summer day, Mitch was spotting for a trainer when a loud argument caught his attention. Everyone stopped to identify the cause of the commotion, and found the twins in the mist of a fiery argument. You couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was clear there was vehemence in their words. They were lugging saddles and clearly prepping their horses for a trek, but something had sparked a row.Their horses were lead out and both mounted, riding off in fury. One galloping ahead of the other. When they dressed exactly the same it was difficult to tell them apart. The stables soon returned to its normal activities, no one thought any more of it.

A few hours later Mitch was alone in the stables, sorting the tack. He heard the distinct clatter of a horses hooves upon concrete, and went to investigate. Tilly's dapple grey was returning, alone, its saddle twisted so it sat against its flank. The horse was calm and docile, trotting straight into its stable and helping itself to some clean hay. Mitch, realising the urgency of the situation, secured the stable door and jumped on the quad, heading quickly across the opposite meadow, towards the girls preferred trekking route. He pulled over at an approaching jeep, telling the driver what had happened and the two men separated, Mitch relaxing now he knew the horse would be tended to.

After about two hours Mitch was about to give up when he hear the faint whinny of a horse, he followed the direction it came from, finding Laura's black steed tethered neatly to a nearby tree. He stalled the engine and soothed the horse while he got his bearings. Hearing a small sob in the trees he approached the sound. One twin had her back to Mitch, she was holding her sister close to her bosom, comforting her sobbing form. "It's ok, she'll be fine baby", it was Laura's voice, whispering softly, "bets she's home already". Tilly responded with a loud wail, "stupid, stupid, stupid, I'm so stupid", "no sugar' her sister soothed "we were fighting, it could have easily been either of us".

The sobs quietened, and Mitch cleared his throat to attract their attention. "Did you see beauty?" Tilly blurted, he nodded, tilting his head backwards indicating the farm. "See" safe back at the farm, her sister said, mouthing thank you to Mitch. He tipped his cap and turned to leave, happy the girls were ok and feeling a little excess to requirements. He could still hear Tilly snuffling loudly as she calmed herself and he sauntered towards the quad.

He straddled the quad and lit a cigarette, enjoying the peace and quiet of the early evening, listening to the sounds of nature. He closed his eyes and the vision of the girls in their well fitted jodhpurs and tight white vests flashed before his eyes. 'They sure are pretty girls' he thought to himself, 'very pretty'. He closed his eyes again and instantly the image of the girls kissing each other and fondling their breasts flashed before his eyes. He felt a twinge at the thought 'goddamn' he said to himself as he prepared to start the quad up for his return journey.

Something stopped him, he had heard Tilly's giggle again, faint, but it was followed by a louder groan. He got off the quad and went quietly to investigate. Standing in the shadows, he saw Tilly still leaning against the tree where he had left her, but now she was stripped to the waist and her sister was sucking on her right breast. Tilly opened her eyes, beckoning Mitch from his hiding place. "I have two" she whispered huskily, indicating the other breast.

Quietly he got on his knees and gentle teased her hard budding nipple into his mouth, sucking hungrily once he had got the taste for her. She groaned and held his head gently to her, writhing as she was suckled by them both. Mitch glanced his eyes toward Laura, who was also looking at him. They moved together and kissed deeply, Mitch pulling at her vest, eager to disrobe her like her sister. He gasped as her breasts were revealed, her nipples proud and erect instantly. He drew one nipple into his mouth while Tilly found the other, simultaneously pulling them out with their teeth, stretching her, Laura tossed her head back and squealed with pleasure.

Laura unfastened her jodhpurs folding them down to her knees, gasping as the colder air whipped around her naked sex, she bit her lip, a strange smile appearing, then with one hand she pushed her sister down to her wet slit. Tilly showed no reluctance, her warm tongue darting out and stroking her sisters moistness, then burying her head deep between Laura's thighs. Groaning, Laura was fumbling with Mitch's fly, desperate she was to touch the cause of the obvious bulge. Mitch pulled her hand away, lying back instead, leaning on one elbow, he released his turgid cock and stroked himself while he openly watched the girls together. Laura giggled, and tossed her head back as her sister lapped at her slit, separating her folds to search out her clit. Finding the bud she sought, Tilly delighted in flicking it with her tongue, making Laura squirm in ecstasy.

Mitch watched closely, his hand moving with expert rhythm, precum dripping from his hole. Tilly was licking and kissing up Laura's body, giggling as she rose, nipping the hard nipples before drawn into a deep, long kiss. Laura had the upper hand and lowered her sister to the ground, her hand stroking the smooth curve of Tilly's breast, the soft smooth flesh of her navel. Covering her with soft little kisses, she kneeled up between Tilly's legs and eased her unfastened jodhpurs over her curvy hips, grinning at her already moist sex. Laura's long fingers sought out Tilly's most special place, easing two into her tight moist pussy. Tilly groaned, beckoning Mitch to join them.

He stood and walked over, impressed with how intimately the sisters knew each other. Tilly sat up as high as she could and gobbled Mitch's hard cock into her mouth hungrily, swallowing it down the back of her throat with east. "Little slut" Laura whispered loudly, "you can take any cock in that whoring mouth of yours". Tilly responded avidly to this. Moving her head up and down with increase ferocity. Laura smiled as more juice pooled around her fingers, sliding a third finger into her sister's slippery hole.

Oh baby girl, are you going to cum for mommy, she asked. Mitch started fucking Tilly's throat harder, making her retch and salivate. He groaned loudly, feeling his cock thickening he was preparing for an explosion, when Tilly suddenly released. "He's ready mommy" she hissed back to Laura, who moved round to the front, kneeling the other side of Mitch's cock. Jointly the kissed, licked and sucked the burgeoning member, hands stroking his balls, hot breath teasing the tip and shaft at the same time. A continuous string of pre-cum dripping, which the girls took turns in licking away. Mitch watched wordlessly as the two pretty mouths wrapped around his shaft, stealing kisses from each other as they worked his cock. He arched back and grunted as the burning pressure shot up his rod and erupted, the girls directing it at each other so both their faces got covered in his sticky mess.

Squeezing out his last drops, he looked down again to see two sets of beautiful green eyes looking up at him with his white sticky liquid all over their faces and boobs. They looked so innocent but so dirty at the same time. All he could do was watch as they turned and licked each other clean.

Amaranth

24th May 2013

our hands entwined in my hair by Kellsbells

Your hands entwined in my hair, 

Pulling my head back. 

My heart entwined in yours. 

Your hands upon my body, 

My lips finding yours. 

Yearning to feel the sting of 

Your powerful hands on my flesh.

You take a step back, 

I fall to my knees. 

My eyes never leaving yours, 

My heart racing, 

Begging for you. 

Moves slowly closer, 

Desire, 

Hunger rising within me.

My eyes smouldering, 

My chest heaving. 

Kneeling at your feet, 

My heated gaze meeting yours.

My thighs moist, with desire.

Whispers,

'I am yours Master, for always'

Kells

Ultimate Trust by Amaranth

Ultimate Trust

"Are you sure you want me to do this?", he seemed a little nervous, stood at the foot of the bed looking at her. She leaned up on her elbows and laughed, "yes, of course I do!" she scoffed "now get on with it". He placed the bowl of water on the side table, with the razor and the soap. She was laid on the bed, naked, knees up and legs open, a towel placed carefully just under her ass, down to her knees.

Sitting next to her thigh, he picked up the trimmer and she laughed at the distinct buzzing sound as it sprung to life, a nervous giggle. "Going in...." he joked. He started on her mound, trimming the hair away carefully, moving down to catch the hair covering her outer lips. The strong buzzing of the trimmer made her cling to the bed covers, arching to him, as he trimmed so close to her slit. It wasn't the same as a vibrator but the feeling shuddered through her and she found it was pleasuring her. He licked his lips as he watch a little moisture appear, eyes lighting up, his naked cock jumping at the sight. "You're liking this, aren't you?" he purred, "just a little" she gasped.

She mewed with disappointment when he shut the trimmer down. "It's a lot better, are you sure you want me to shave it baby?", "yes, yes, yes, it's got to be as smooth as a ...." She trailed off, she was actually rather nervous, but not because of the shave, because it was actually a ploy to try and get him interested in sex again. She was worried it wouldn't work.

She sighed as she relaxed back ready for the next stage, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensations. She was surprised at how gentle but firm he was as he moistened the whole area with a damp sponge and she loved how soft and smooth the gel felt as he spread it across her mound, into her bikini line, and over her outer lips, through to the ridge of her anus. She was starting to feel more aroused, very comfortable and confident in his skills. He remembered to pull her skin taught as he shaved her closely, feeling the metal against her skin and hearing it cut the remaining short hairs. His warm fingers on her skin, as he expertly guided the blade, causing tingles where they touched. She felt the bubble of some of her juice pop from between her lips, moistening her sex even more.

He worked quietly and deftly, she gasped as the metal moved close to her slit, as he carefully slid the blade over her outer lips. Using his thumb he brushed some foam away, making her bite her lip as he got so close to her clit. She was grasping the bed covers hard, finding the whole situation one of pure bliss. Her nipples ached as they formed hard buds with no touch. She heard the sound of the razor being placed on the table and then felt the drip of water from high. Opening her eyes she saw he was dripping water from a sponge onto her freshly shaved sex, his eyes appeared alive, mesmerised by the water creating rivulets in the left over foam. It was a look she hadn't seen for a number of years.

After what felt like an hour, but was probably only a few minutes, he cleaned away the residual foam and the towel beneath her. "All done" he chirped, "is it really smooth?" she asked. He raised a quizzical eyebrow, "You want me to check?", he seemed surprised, but she nodded grinning. He ran his hands over her silky smooth skin, "not sure" he joked, "not sure at all, can I do my foolproof test?" She recognised the playful tone of his voice and grinned her consent, groaning loudly as he dived between her legs and she felt his warm tongue lick from her ring to her clit. His tongue separating her labia as he curled it upwards.

"Oh fuck", she screamed loudly, expecting him to be more tentative. He separated her folds and looked into her dark pink inviting sex, diving his tongue in deeply licking round in circles. She squirmed with pleasure, gasping and panting, part of her not believing his skills. It had never felt like this before with him, but mainly she just felt pleasure, unadulterated pleasure. She lifted her hips and circled on his tongue, riding his face wantonly, screaming as he suddenly impaled her with two of his long fingers. He pounded her deeply with his digits, she fucked him back feverish, loving the sound of her juices as he released more and more with his expert probing.

He added a third finger and hooked them round to her g-spot. She swore loudly, panting hard, she could feel the fluttering sensation in her clit that indicated the starts of her orgasm, a feeling she had almost forgotten. He sensed her pending orgasm, feeling her pussy thickening. He reached out with his long tongue, finding her clit, probing the hardened nub, standing out from its hood, and flicked it. She shuddered, electric pulses running through her, growing the sensation quicker. He flicked again, enjoying her gasping screams with this action, fully aware of the effect this was having on her. He flicked again and was rewarded with her cunt gripping his fingers tightly as it released her sweet juice all over his face. He lapped this up hungrily. Laughing as, in her sensitive state, she tried to crawl away from him.

He pulled his fingers out and crawled on top of her, his rigid cock finding her soaked pussy easily. They groaned in unison as he entered her, both enjoying a sensation they had long since forgotten. "Smooth as silk" he whispered, she smiled and rolled them together so she was on top. His cock had slipped out as they rolled. She grinned widely, staring him in the eyes, and said simply "your turn" as she sat up and reached for the trimmers.

Amaranth

16th May 2013

My Sons Best Friend Part 4 by Amaranth

My Sons Best Friend Part 4

ADULT THEMED EROTIC BDSM/TABOO

Emily half raised her head, peering through half open eyes. She was aware of a constant gentle throbbing between her legs, her wrists and ankles felt a little sore from her bindings. She groaned, watching Dan, naked, very erect through a soft focus. She became aware of blonde hair suddenly at Dan's waist and he threw his head back and groaned as the smaller woman started licking his cock and balls. "Short crop!" he instructed. There was a rustling sound in the corner, Emily turned her head in that direction to see Steve, also naked, retrieving a crop from the cupboard and bringing it to his dad. Dan took the crop and pushed the woman away from his cock. Looking up at him and grinning, a naked heap on the floor, she looked to Steve and groaned as the younger man kneeled between her legs and started to lick her slit, opening her lips and delving deeply. Emily watched, she didn't recognise the woman, but it was kinda hot watching her friend getting it on with her.

She was jolted away from the other couple when a sharp stinging swipe landed across her nipples. She screamed. Another swipe caused another scream. Dan approached her, his cock dripping pre-cum he pulled her hair back and whispered "you get another swipe every time you scream, understand?' Emily nodded bracing herself for the next swipe, but it didn't come, instead she felt something hard and cold probing her hot wetness. Looking down, she saw the end of the crop probing her folds. She giggled, enjoying the sensation, the swipes across her nipples still smarting but somehow sending pulsing pleasure down to her groin, adding to the ever present moisture. 

Emily watched Dan as he dropped the crop and walked over to the wall where he retrieved an object she recognised. "Steve told me you fuck yourself with this bat", he said, tossing the bat from one hand to the other comfortably. He stopped close to her, his dripping cock pushing against Emily's leg, holding the bat close to the base he separated her folds and eased it into her dripping pussy. Emily tossed her head back, moaning loudly as she took the bat inside her, the girth filling her, stretching her as it was eased inside her. Dan dropped to his knees and watched closely as he lips gripped around the bat, releasing with a little give as Dan pushed further in. "No more, no more, no more" Emily was muttering under her breath, but he ignored her, easing it in for a further two inches, then standing. "Keep it there, its not to move" Dan instructed, "and watch me". Emily nodded, small moans escaping her as she clenched the bat filling her pussy.

Dan wandered over to Steve and the blonde and held out his hand, pulling the blonde to her feet. He pulled her over to the couch roughly, Steve trotting behind dutifully. "Boy, sit!" he commanded, watching as Steve half slouched on the couch, his cock hard like steel lying flat up his stomach. Emily watched with interest as Dan bent the blonde over one arm and retrieved a bottle from the table, squirted generous amounts of lube in her ass crack, working into her tight hole. "You want the baby boy's cock?" he murmured into her hair, she eyed Steve and nodded enthusiastically. "I want your ass" was Dan's next murmuring. The blonde climbed onto Steve, easing his cock into her wet pussy. Once ready she looked back at Dan who kneeled between Steve's legs and eased his cock into her well lubed ass. Emily stared agog as the three started fucking, They seemed to have a practiced rhythm where every pounding forward thrust of Dan's caused her to rise on Steve's cock and then fall again. The whole situation and rhythm was controlled Dan.

The blonde started to groan louder, breaking the rhythm. Dan grabbed her hair and pulled her off. "Boy, lay!" Steve laid down as instructed and groaned as the blonde took his rigid member into her mouth and gobbled it hungrily. Bent at the waist and ass high she sucked and licked the hard phallus while Dan moved in behind her. She stopped sucking as Dan rammed his hard cock into her pussy, deep and hard he pounded her fast. 

returning her attentions to Steve's cock she swallowed it all, holding it there and then back out again, gasping from the reverberating pounding, then back to the cock for her mouth. 

Emily was groaning, she was getting wetter, the bat was difficult to hold on to as she watched the naked bodies together in front of her. It was hot and heady, and amazing. Dan's speed was getting faster, he tossed his head back and let out an almighty grunt, pulling out and shooting cum all over the blondes ass. there was and almighty thud, all eyes looked at Emily as she dropped the bat, followed by a gush of her own fluids. Dan walked over to her and kissed her deeply as he removed her from her bindings. Carrying her over to the couch with the other two where they all cuddled together for a short break before the rest of the night began.

Amaranth

13th May 2013

My Sons Best Friend Part 3 by Amaranth

My Sons Best Friend Part 3

Dan had just watched the most amazing personal strip routine in his own front room and now he was in heaven. He buried his head between Emily's legs and lapped at her beautiful slightly prominent pink labia, not even minding the taste of her urine that she had covered him in, a first for him. He looked up from his low position, watching as she groaned softly to his attentions. 

With one hand he delicately separated Emily's pussy lip, looking at the wet glistening pink inside. He could see the hood of her clit but the actual nub was hiding, and he admired the neatness of her sex. He loved looking at women, finding their bodies an amazing paradise to discover. Each one different, each with their own smell, their own responses. He probed the hood of her clit, seeking out the bud. Looking at Emily as she gasped loudly, seeing her eyes were open staring at him. Stretching the tip of his long tongue he flicked her clitoris, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the chair she was sitting in. Encouraged, he continued, revelling in how it became a hard nub, causing Emily to writhe and shout as her first orgasm descended on her. Dan lapped her first wave of juices hungrily.

"How the fuck did you do that?" She gasped. Dan just smiled and slid two fingers into her tight pussy. Emily clawed backwards, trying to get away, she was still sensitive from her orgasm, but Dan simply followed and started finger fucking her, watching her lips around his fingers as he slid them in and out of her wet heat. Emily had relaxed, and was fucking the fingers back, groaning and gasping as Dan turned his hand and slid his fingers in deeper, adding a third, stretching her slowly. 

There was no urgency, Dan pushing deeper as she gave a little more, lubricated by her natural juices, adding his pinky finger when it was time. With his other hand he started to brush her clit with his thumb, while he eased his thumb into her stretched pussy. Biting his lip he was sure he would be able to get his fist in with a little more work. Turning his hand and pushing with every forward thrust, Emily had her eyes closed, grimacing slightly with every slightly pained stretched. Looking with half slitted eyes she circled her hips, pushing back trying to get him in further, quicker. With one final grunt he pushed past the thickest part of his hand, his full flat hand consumed by her pussy. Emily smiles as he saw the wrist sticking out of her wet hole. She yelled out loudly as Dan formed a fist and started turning his fist inside her, gripping against the arms of the chair, she shuddered and bucked as her second orgasm cascaded through her. "What the hell..." She gasped, her eyes round and large from this pleasure she had never felt before.

Dan pulled his hand out slowly and stood, stripping his wet clothes off, he stood in front of her naked. Emily was slouched in the chair panting as she recovered, she could barely see Dan's proud erection right in front of her. He pulled her to her feet and lead her to a wall where there was a heavy tapestry hanging. With a swift movement Dan pulled a cord, drawing this to one side like a curtain. Behind were two poles, one high and one low, parallel to the floor. Using the leather straps attached to the poles Dan attached Emily's hands to the upper pole, one to each end where it attached to the wall. The same with her feet. Emily showed no protest, seeming to be comfortable being tied like this. Standing back and inspecting her, he was pleased with his handiwork, he knew she was putty to him and she would obey his will.

As Dan was looking at Emily, contemplating his next move, the door opened and Steve walked in with a petite blonde woman. "Looks like fun" he said, glancing at Emily tied to the bars on the wall. Dan nodded, not paying any attention to the newcomers as they undressed.

Amaranth

8th May 2013