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Saturday, June 27th, 2009

therefore could not help but violate the attitude clause of the statute
against forcible rape when you met the eyes of the victim in this case.”
She came close to me, studying me. “Daniel, are you aware that this trial
is being broadcast live throughout the world?”
“Yes, ma’am, I’m aware of that.”
“Do you realize that if I am successful in proving my point here today that
the debate over the necessity of male management will be over, and that it
will become a reality worldwide?”
“Yes, ma’am.” She was reminding me of the stakes in an effort to
intimidate me. I merely bit my lip.
“And do you further realize that if I am unsuccessful, I will look foolish,
and that it will be a tremendous boost for your side?”
“Yes, ma’am, I’m aware of that too.” She smiled and paused, moving closer
and looking me up and down once again.
“You know, Daniel, you look a little bit different when you’re naked than I
do.” She spoke softly and tenderly, caressing my chest with her
fingernails.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I know that there are a number of differences, Daniel, but can you tell me
what that appendage is that hangs between your legs? I don’t have one of
those!” Her perfume was having an almost hypnotic effect on me. She was
trying to set me up in some way, but I couldn’t determine how.
“That is my penis, ma’am.”
“It is your sexual organ, the thing that actually makes you a male, isn’t
it, Daniel?”
“Yes, ma’am.” When she brought my attention to my penis, it began to
thicken.
“Why, it seems to be growing! Are you doing that? Are you showing off on
television, Daniel?” She giggled sensually, knowing the answer but
contentedly taunting me.
“No, ma’am. I-”
“When does that happen exactly, Daniel? When does it grow like that?”
“It, uh, it happens when I’m sexually aroused, ma’am.”
“Oh?” She licked her lips. “Then you must find me attractive, is that
correct, Daniel?”
“Uh…yes, ma’am, I do.”
“Even though I’m the person trying to take your freedom away, you find me
irresistable, isn’t that true, Daniel?”
“Well, irresistible’s kind of a strong term, ma’am…”
“Are you sexually aroused, Daniel?”
“A little bit, ma’am.” Her smile disappeared and her demeanor became stern
once again.
“So you’re saying that in a court of law on a global telecast while you’re
on trial for rape that you cannot refrain from thoughts about having sex
with me, isn’t that true, Daniel?”
“No, ma’am, I–there’s just a lot of sexual tension here.” I was sweating
profusely. One of the bailiffs wiped me down with a towel. The prosecutor
held a hand to her chin and began to think.
“What would happen,” she began, “if I were to touch your penis? Would it
grow even larger than it is now?”
“Yes, ma’am.” I shuddered in embarassment. The jurors were giggling
amongst themselves.
“And what if you tried as hard as you could to keep it from growing larger
and more rigid? Could you do so?”
“If you were touching it? Uh…no, ma’am. I don’t think I could.”
“Are you saying then, Daniel, that it is I, a woman for whom you have
admitted a sexual attraction to, who has a measure of control over your very
penis that you do not, even though that same penis is a part of your body?”
My eyes drooped to the floor in shame. I noticed one of the television
cameras zooming in on my partially erect member.
“Yes, ma’am, I guess so, but that’s just-” one of the bailiffs pulled on my
ear, silencing me. The prosecutor came very close, smiling sweetly.
“Daniel, I am going to touch your penis. I want you to try, I really do.
I want you to try as hard as you can to keep it soft and pliable to my touch
rather than have it go rigid and hard. Do you think you can do that for
me?”
“Uh, no ma’am, I’m not sure I can.” I had never felt so helpless.
“I don’t think you can, either. That’s the whole point.”

The prosecutor extended her right hand, lightly scratching the underside of
my scrotum and trailing the sensation up to my member. I closed my eyes,
trying to fill my thoughts with non-sexual themes, attempting to distract
myself as she gently stroked and fondled my penis. The futility of this
strategy was immediately evident as she began to stroke my hair and face
with her free hand and cooed a soft, low noise inaudible to everyone except
me. When her perfume once again invaded my olfactory senses, my resistance
was entirely broken down as my penis rapidly stiffened in her fingers.
Having won the battle to get my organ to respond to her touch, she began to
sculpt it, to stimulate it in such ways that it grew readily into the shape
…End of the part3. To be continued..

Cookie Crumbs

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

(A Secret Santa Story)
By Dryad (MF, Holiday)

Merry Christmas! If you aren’t old enough to vote, please find
something more suitable for you to read. These works pop out of
my own head, so unless you’re one of the voices in there, this
work is mine, just ask if you are interested. Comments Grovelled
for.
******
Written with much love for my buddy Wiseguy. Love you! I’m
glad you enjoyed it!
********

She quietly closed the door. It took two readings of “The
Polar Express”, one “Night before Christmas” and “The Fourth
Wise Man” to get the two wiggle worms to fall asleep.
Threatening that Santa wouldn’t come until they were asleep
didn’t seem to do any good.

“Mark, They’re asleep.” She stage whispered down the hall. “I
need your help bringing down the rest of the gifts.” She heard
him bound up the carpeted stairs, his long legs taking them
three at a time. She walked down the hall ahead of him into
their bedroom, where Santa’s presents were waiting in their
closet.

“Here. You take these, I’ve got these. One more trip should do
it.” They quietly carried the beribboned booty back down the
stairs.
“I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus….” Rang low through the stereo
speakers as they placed the presents carefully around the tree.

“You filled the stockings?”

“Mmhmm. Did you remember that present we hid in the office
closet? What possessed you to buy such a large one?”

She smiled at him. “Oh, stop being such a bah humbug.” He
grinned back.

“One more job to do!” He said with a salacious look on his face.

“What’s that?”

“Well, Santa needs to eat his milk and cookies.”

“Oh, Really?” she asked as he sat down in his recliner. She
took the plate off the mantel and straddled his lap.

“Which one would you like first?” her eyes twinkled
mischievously.

“That one.” He pointed. He took a bite as she held it out for
him. “Oh, wow. These are awesome, Kit. You have got to make
these again next year.”

She giggled as he dropped crumbs all down his front.

“Such a sloppy Santa. Do you need some help?”

With a twinkle in his eye, he answered, “Of course, are you
going to clean me up, Mrs. Claus?”

“Kitty Claus. I like the ring of that.”

Mark nearly snarfed. “My Kitty does not have claws. Come here…”

Mark pulled her down in front of the fire they’d built in the
fireplace. Some show the kids watched said that the fire needed
to be there, or Santa wouldn’t come. Since it was on TV of
COURSE it had to be true, but the fire was welcome. Mark placed
the cookies on the hearth before leaning back and wrapping his
arm around Kit. He nuzzled her ear and murmured, “The kids are
asleep.”

“Why Santa.” She grinned as she leaned into his oncoming kiss.
Her fingers came up to his jaw, stroking the beard as his tongue
flickered against her cheek. She turned in his embrace, catching
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Camping Fantasy part3

Sunday, May 24th, 2009

outside she goes, wearing nothing but a smile. I sit up and watch as her
nude form moves gracefully across our camp in the moonlight. She moves to
the bushes outside the camp and disappears from sight.
After ten minutes, I’m getting worried and I look out through the opening
where she disappeared. No Debi. Exiting the tent, I pad quietly across the
camp to where she disappeared. As I am about to round the bush, I hear a
giggle, no, two giggles. Quiet as a mouse, I peer around the bush, and see
not only Debi, but Karen as well. Both are completely naked in the moon-
light. I can clearly see Karen’s large dark nipples against the light skin
of her breasts. I can also see quite clearly that Karen is licking Debi’s
nipples and fondling Debi’s pussy. Debi moans slightly, as Karen’s mouth
closes around the other nipple.
“Tastes good.” Karen says.
“My turn.” Debi whispers.
Debi kneels down as Karen spreads her legs wide, and Debi buries her face
in Karen’s blonde bush. Karen gasps and grabs Debi’s head for balance as
her hips begin to move back and forth. It is then I discover that my feet
have taken root in the ground.
“That tastes good too.” Debi says as she stands up. She rubs her tits
against Karen’s tits, kissing her in the process. “Is Rich asleep?”
“Snoring like a baby when I left him.” Karen replies.
“Well, that means two on one then.” Debi says, a slight hint of a shared
secret between them. Then I realize their secret. They’d planned to swap
partners after meeting out here. They were tasting each other’s boyfriend’s
come to see what was in store for later! As the girls started up the slope,
I hightail it back to the tent and pretended to be half-asleep.
Debi comes into the tent first, not bothering to zip it up, the reason was
obvious! As I roll over, she plants her mouth over mine and kisses me
furiously. I feel hands on my cock, stroking it to full hardness. Then a
warm wetness envelopes my cock and Debi sensing my confusion sits up and
giggles. I look down, and Karen looks up. In the moonlight I could see
her smile around my cock, then she plunged her mouth down to the root of my
shaft, forcing me to moan.
“His tounge is good too.” Debi told Karen. “I bet you’ll like it almost
as much as mine.” Then to me, she said, “Rich is asleep, and Karen’s still
very horny. We’ve planned this for too long to give up now.”
“Your tounge?” I asked.
“Um-Hmm.” She smiled. “Karen and I have been lovers since high school.
Believe it or not, we were both too shy to go out with boys. We’ve done a
lot of things together, but we’ve never shared a boyfriend before.”
“I’m not going to protest.” I assured her.
“Karen, why don’t you let him eat your pussy? Besides, he hasn’t come
inside me yet tonight”
Karen reluctantly let my cock slip from between her lips, and in one fluid
motion placed her moist womanhood in front of my face, turning to face my
feet. Debi lowers herself onto my shaft, and begins to rock her hips while
I blissfully tounge Karen. Reaching up for Karen’s nipples, my hands find
Debi’s face and I realize that she is sucking Karen’s tits. A pair of
hands take mine (Karen’s I think) and guide them to Debi’s breasts. There
I can feel some slight moistness left over on her, and another pair of hands
rubbing the places I missed.
I continue to tounge Karen’s moist hole, wondering if what I tasted was
her or her boyfriend, when Debi suddenly slips off my cock and I feel Karen
bend down and suck me into her mouth. I cease to care who or what I was
tasting, as Karen sucks with the wild abandon that Debi had shown earlier.
I concentrate on Karen’s pleasure instead, licking and probing to see where
she likes it. Debi remounts me, and begins to rock me hard.
I feel fingers probing Karen’s clit, and I’m sure they belong to Debi
to judge by the fingernails. Karen’s hips were now rocking back and forth
against my mouth, trying to keep her clit centered against a constantly
moving tounge. I decide to see if I could make her come right away, and
slid first one, then two fingers into her pussy.
“Ohhhh, Ohhhh, JeeeZUS.” Karen cried.
Then I captured her clit between my lips and tried to pull it into my
mouth, pressing my lips behind it to slow the flow of blood to this most
sensitive area. Her hips stopped rocking instantly, but they began short
up and down motions very quickly. I rapidly flick my tounge against her
clit and release the pressure a second later.
“Unngh FUUUCK!” Karen fairly shouts as she shoves her cunt against my
lips as hard as she could. I could feel her shuddering climax and her cunt
seemed to gush come. She keeps grinding her snatch against my face as
though she was just approaching orgasm.
“Eat me!” She hissed. “Keep eating me. Make me come.”
I understood then, that she could keep coming, multiple orgasms. Her
next orgasm arrived quickly, again I’m pressing on her clit. This time,
she seemed like she was going to jump off of me, and her pussy was making
wet noises against my chin. She tried to force her clit into my mouth,
and I eagerly flicked it with my tounge. This time I was rewarded with
high pitched little cries that sounded like sobs just before she rolled
off and flopped on the sleeping bags.
…End of the part3. To be continued..

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Sunday, May 17th, 2009

I walked around until I was standing in back of Kei, and I slid her shirt
off her shoulders and removed it, leaving her bare chest visisble to Lee.
He stared and whistled under his breath. “Would you like to see more?” I
asked Lee. Of course he said he did, so I slid Kei’s skirt down her legs.
She was now completely naked. I asked Lee what he would like to do with
her. His eyes lit up, and he motioned me over. I walked over next to him,
and he wispered something my ear that Kei could not hear. Then, we stepped
apart and I said, loud for Kei to hear, “Ok – anything you want.”
I told Kei to get down on her hands an knees on the floor. Then, I got a
cloth and tied it around her eyes so she couldn’t see anything at all. I
left her and Lee there and went into the other room for a minute and
returned with a vibrator. Of course, Kei couldn’t see it. I handed it to
Lee and said “Ok, she’s all yours.”
I went over and sat in the couch, far enough away to not disturb them, but
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pushed it farther into her cunt. He left it there for a minute, vibrating
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and the new sensation sent her farther away into her own world. I gave her
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Sunday, March 29th, 2009

This is just the tail-end of a conversation that took place over the net
with a another author (female) when discussing one of my stories, and
one of hers. I thought it might be appropriate to this newsgroup.
It also somewhat explains my story-writing style, and somewhat answers
those who accuse me of being a danger to young girls. As I have explained
before, my fantasy is not to fuck some young girl. It’s to BE said young
girl, getting fucked. Yes: and even knocked up.

=============================================================

>Sure… send it my way. Like I said… I remember pregnancy… I wished HE
>would have found me attractive then… of course, I looked and felt like a
>beached whale…
>
Gee. . . Sounds like my wife felt.
I was looking at her, so radiantly pregnant, and so gorgeous,
and she was complaining that she looked FAT!
To me, a glowingly pregnant woman is the most beautiful thing
in the world. It gave me a constant hard-on, and she couldn’t
understand it. The other thing that it did, is make me envious.
God! how I wished that I could take her place for a while.
(So did she, and she told me so. . . repeatedly.)

I always have fantasies about being a girl, and getting and being
pregnant. If I was a girl, I probably would have been knocked-up
at age-11, and continuously pregnant since then, during the times
I wasn’t nursing. I guess, it’s really a good thing I WASN’T born
a girl. Anyway, that’s why so many of my stories involve
little girls fucking their fathers. Where else would they even have
a chance, that someone who really loved them, was the one who got
them pregnant? (This always assumes that the little girl seduces
the man, not vice-versa, as usually happens in real-life. Oh well,
that’s why it’s a story.)

preggy sex letter story

Saturday, March 28th, 2009

This is just the tail-end of a conversation that took place over the net
with a another author (female) when discussing one of my stories, and
one of hers. I thought it might be appropriate to this newsgroup.
It also somewhat explains my story-writing style, and somewhat answers
those who accuse me of being a danger to young girls. As I have explained
before, my fantasy is not to fuck some young girl. It’s to BE said young
girl, getting fucked. Yes: and even knocked up.

=============================================================

>Sure… send it my way. Like I said… I remember pregnancy… I wished HE
>would have found me attractive then… of course, I looked and felt like a
>beached whale…
>
Gee. . . Sounds like my wife felt.
I was looking at her, so radiantly pregnant, and so gorgeous,
and she was complaining that she looked FAT!
To me, a glowingly pregnant woman is the most beautiful thing
in the world. It gave me a constant hard-on, and she couldn’t
understand it. The other thing that it did, is make me envious.
God! how I wished that I could take her place for a while.
(So did she, and she told me so. . . repeatedly.)

I always have fantasies about being a girl, and getting and being
pregnant. If I was a girl, I probably would have been knocked-up
at age-11, and continuously pregnant since then, during the times
I wasn’t nursing. I guess, it’s really a good thing I WASN’T born
a girl. Anyway, that’s why so many of my stories involve
little girls fucking their fathers. Where else would they even have
a chance, that someone who really loved them, was the one who got
them pregnant? (This always assumes that the little girl seduces
the man, not vice-versa, as usually happens in real-life. Oh well,
that’s why it’s a story.)

Two of my buddies and I were at the local Go-Go bar part2

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009

and kissed me lightly on the lips. All of us continued to
carry on some meaningless conversation for awhile. Greg
said that he had to take a piss and got out of the van.
Paul had to relieve himself also and went with Greg,
leaving Jen and I alone in the van. Jen threw her head
back and as I kissed her she thrust her tongue beep into
my mouth. As we kissed I ran my hand down her belly and
unbuttoned her jeans. I slid the zipper down and she
moaned softly. Our lips parted and she lifted her ass and
slid her jeans off. She had no panties on underneath and
in the dim light I could see that she had a shaven pussy!
My rod was rigid and rock hard, actually aching now! She
turned and started to unbutton my jeans. I raised my ass
and slid them off. She pulled off my underwear releasing
my aching cock and made a cooing noise before saying
simply “Ooooo Baby”! I pulled my tee shirt off as she took
off her halter top. These cute, pert tits stood out
perfectly and invitingly. Paul and Greg, thankfully, had
started a conversation outside and seemed to be engrossed
in it. Jen pushed me down on my back and started to kiss
my chest, slowly working her way down passed my stomach to
my rock hard cock. I reached underneath her and started
playing with her tits, gently kneading her hard nipples
between my fingers. She finally reached my cock and ran
her tongue around the swollen head. She was taking the
head into her mouth and running her tongue around it. She
would then take it out of her mouth and run her tongue
around the head again. As she did this she gently massaged
my balls. She ran her tongue up and down my six inch shaft
and lightly bit the shaft of my cock. My balls were aching
now and she finally took almost my whole cock in her
mouth. I grabbed her hair and started shoving her head
down, trying to ram the whole length of my tool down her
throat. She placed her hand around the base of my cock to
keep my thrusts from choking her as I continued to fuck
her in the mouth. I kept thinking about that clean shaven
cunt she had and pulled her head from my rod. I pulled her
up towards me. She grabbed my cock, positioned herself
over it, and slammed her glistening, shaved pussy down on
me, impaling herself on my ramrod. I felt my balls tighten
up as she sat on me, thrusting her body up and down on my
ready to explode cock. As she fucked me I saw a figure
standing by the back door of the van. It was Paul. He
motioned to me if he could join in. Jen had her eyes
closed savoring each thrust of my cock deep into her pussy
and didn’t know a thing. I reached up and guided Jen’s
lips to mine so that she would be bent over me with her
beautifully rounded ass sticking up in the air. We thrust
against each other while our tongues established a rythym
of their own. Out of the corner of my eye I could see
Paul, cock in hand, taking saliva from his mouth and
putting it on the head of his cock. He slowly moved up
behind Jen and started kissing her firm, well rounded
buttocks. Startled, she tried to sit up. I held her behind
her neck as I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. Paul
was kissing her ass and slowly worked down until his
tongue was probing her pink, puckered orifice. She was
enjoying Paul’s tongue sliding in and out of her tight
asshole because her thrusts upon my cock became faster and
more erratic and she seemed close to having an orgasm.
Suddenly She stopped thrusting and her body went rigid. I
opened my eyes and saw Paul, now on his knees behind her,
trying to force his cock up that tight, clamped up,
asshole. Jen tried to sit up but her legs were folded
beneath her and she couldn’t get up. No longer kissing, I
held her head next to mine as she started to cry out and
beg “No, please don’t, don’t do that.” “Owwwww” she cried
out as Paul started to push past her backdoor and into the
deep recesses of her bowels. “Please, please, it hurts,
take it out, please take it out” she cried out as Paul
continued to force his long hard cock up her ass. She
started to whimper and make little sobbing noises even as
I thrust my ramrod deep into her cunt. She let out a
sudden cry as Paul, impatient now, rammed the full length
of his shaft up Jen’s tight ass. I felt Paul’s cock slid
against mine through the thin membrane separating Jen’s
ass from her cunt as he impaled her on his manhood. Jen’s
head lay next to me and she was sobbing. Paul and I, now
caught up in this sex extravaganza, alternated our thrusts
as we both shoved our meat deep into her. Jen stopped
…End of the part2. To be continued..

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Monday, February 23rd, 2009

IN> or even if they had mutual friends in the scene, or were or had been
IN> lovers (or whatever you call ‘em -play partners?) might make this more
IN> believable. If you follow a.s.b at all, a huge amount of the talk is

Maybe that part, I didn’t make clear in the story. June had made VERY
extensive checks on “Jones” before bringing her daughter over. she had
not only checked him out, but had talked to several of his “bottoms”, and
even observed a couple of his “training” sessions, as a helper, and once
she had let him demonstrate on her, though it wasn’t her “bag” so to speak.
By the time the story starts, the two were good friends, and he had been
teaching her things to use on her daughter, as Lynn had fallen for the
whole bondage-thing through reading about it. After a while though, second-
hand, amateur knowledge wasn’t enough, and Lynn had asked to be introduced
to an expert.

LYNN was a trusting soul, and had never been really hurt in her life.
She had NEVER been abused, not even by a school-bully. She thought
EVERYONE was like the people in the stories she read, caring and thinking
about the other person, even when designing tortures for them, so that
in the end, the recipient always loves the “master” for what he/she does.
Lynn, to put it bluntly, was a romantic.

Her mother June, was anything but. She would go to great lengths to
protect her daughter, and had the personality, and ability to do it.
She’s as tough as a marine drill-sergeant, and could lick double her
weight in professional bar-bouncers. She would do anything to give
Lynn what she felt the girl needed, and if it was a professional B&D
experience, or a baby in the belly, she would see to it.

Perhaps there’s another thing I didn’t make clear, though there are
hints all through the story. “Joe” was a “professional” By that,
I mean he did it for a living. He was good, because he had to be.
He had a business, and he advertised, and he relied on repeat business.
June wouldn’t have set this up with anyone else. He did enjoy his
work, but nobody who gets into THAT line of work does so, if they
don’t like it. Joe prided himself on giving the customer EXACTLY
what he/she ordered. If they wanted to be marked for 3 days, Joe
provide welts and abrasions that would be not noticeable by that
dreaded 4-day-from-now meeting. His customers relied on him, and
he supplied. Joe wasn’t the “best” top in the city, but he was the
best “professional” one. All the others who were any good, did it
for personal pleasure, and quite often paid for the privilege, or
had a “stable” of “bottoms” to work with. Word-of-mouth sort of thing.

IN> about the building of trust, the reliance on trust, and the fantastic
IN> feelings of letting go __after you really trust a person (in many
IN> cases literally with your life.) But the trust always comes first, at
IN> least in the success stories. But that’s real life, or as close as
IN> the world of BD gets to real life, so maybe my comments do not apply
IN> here.

As I said, Lynn trusted EVERYBODY. Really TRUSTED them.
NOT a good idea, as the second story points out.

IN> As always, please take my comments as coming from a completely
IN> friendly direction, and not meant as criticisms of your views or
IN> positions, just as my suggestions for possible improvements in the
IN> story.

I do, I DO!

IN> Finally, I have a question to ponder. You and I like this story. Who
IN> else will? Is it silly to consider the “market” for a story which
IN> will eventually be immortalized on the net, and never see any other
IN> form of publication? What I fear is that the pedo interest may be
IN> squicked by the BD content, the BD types may be squicked by the pedo
IN> content, and the consent concerns I blathered on about above, and
IN> surely somebody will be bothered to learn that people’s mothers have
IN> an interest in sex, or have ever participated. Just something to
IN> think about. I suppose we could put it on the net, when you have
IN> edited as much as you want to, and see what kind of reaction it
IN> brings. I would be interested to see.

THAT doesn’t bother me. SOME people out there will like it.
There are LOTS of stories out there that I don’t like, and
I ignore them. I expect others to do likewise, with these two.

IN> I am looking forward to the next story you are trying to recover. I
IN> will reread this one this week, and probably send you a short list of
IN> spelling and other typographical errors that I noticed, which probably
…End of the part2. To be continued..