We're almost to our 150th Post! Probably going to be a fiction... speaking of which I'm still abit behind so I'll get the next fiction up ASAP.
Speaking of fictions you don't mind if I go a little controversial for a future series of stories? I'm thinking of stretching my limits abit in the coming days. (Just remember I warned that I'm going to be a little wilder in a sense, but I'll warn you again when the stories begin popping up).
Friday, March 13, 2009
Home Schooled Witchcraft Present Unbearable Obsession Chapter 3 (3)
Tears flowed down Duske's face as she cried out. Her hips raised high off the bed again, swaying slightly as she shut her eyes tight and shrieked. Her hand jerked harder and harder, a fresh spray of cum jetting out of her dick covering her already cum splattered body in more orgasm fluid, making her now horny beyond any level previously felt by her.
She was sweating, exhausted yet she knew it wouldn’t be long before she was at it again. She felt dirty and awful, lying on the bed stark naked like that, unable to stop herself from cumming over and over again.
"Dawnie!!“ she whimpered in pain, “Please cum… come home… I -- I can‘t -- I can‘t STTOOoooopppp…” Duske sobbed, forcing each word from her mouth as her hand breifly rests before going back at it again.
She never felt this aroused before, needing Dawnie so very very much.
She felt as if she was going to jerk her dick off her body at this rate, unable to keep from endlessly yanking at it over and over and over again until the only woman capable of totally satisfying her was home to heal her need.
If Dawne didn’t hurry back soon she didn’t know what she’d do.
Maybe a shower. Right now she’d try anything to cool off and get into a right state of mind. Anything whatsoever.
That thought promptly fled her mind the minute Dawne’s voice broke the almost smothering silence.
"Duske." the voice called out.
"Dawnie?!? Oh goddess you‘re…” A hand clamps itself around her mouth, silencing her. She is forced face down into the bed, her rear left up so Dawne could massage and stroke Duske’s hard penis.
The sheer pleasure felt by this made Duske moan, but Dawne wasn’t going to let her sit up to greet her. As Dawne’s hand pushed harder, forcing Duske’s face into the mattress, she felt her hand stroke her dick harder and harder as if milking it.
“Does it hurt being this hard, lover?” she whispered loud enough for Duske to hear, “It hurts, doesn’t it.”
“Dawnie!!” Duske barely choked out as Dawne piled on top of her, using her upper body to keep her pinned as she did this, Duske’s eyes widening as she realized her lover was shoving a newly formed girldick up her ass as she held Duske down tight. “Now be a good girl and stroke that cock while I satisfy your every need, my precious.”
Driven by Dawne’s commands, Duske moved her masturbation hand under herself until she grasped her dick, hand jerking it hard as she gritted her teeth, the dual ravishment of her hand job and Dawne’s ass plowing affecting her greatly. Briefly a sobering memory pushed it’s way into her thoughts, how she was forced to masturbate herself while being ass raped in prison… how… “My little whore’s still a good fuck, I see.”
Suddenly the voice was no longer Dawne, and it was like she was back in prison again. The laundry room, buried face first into the pile of bed sheetings, as the bossy female prison guard raped her for defying her will again. Eventually she would have one of her little prison femme croonies jerk Duske off while she fucked her up the ass, but right now she wanted Duske to know who was mistress and the bitch of this little scene.
Duske began to cry, suddenly worried out of her mind that Dawne would come in and see her like this… bowed beneath a stronger woman… being raped like a bitch by this dominate female… her whore, her slut, her toy.
Duske’s hand is pushed away, and like clockwork the guard’s pussy whore began jerking Duske off automatically. Like a good servant.
"Oh goddess you little whore!!! You are so good!! I’m going to plow that ass of your’s forever bitch!! Oh yes! YES!! Fuck!! YESS!! Ohhh---" (the guard stiffens as she nears her moment) "Jerk her faster bitch!! She’s no good unless we’re coming together!! Jerk faster, slut, jerk fas--“ (cries out, dick hammering Duske harder) “FUCK YOU BOTH!! YES!! GODDESS DON'T HOLD BACK!! COME ON!! MAKE THE WHORE CUM--"
The brutal bitch screams, her voice echoing as Duske is overwhelmed by her moment, her body trembling as the little cumslut made her cum just as her rapist shot her load into Duske’s ass, cumming hard…
Duske turns her head, to find Dawne sitting by her side chained like a dog, obediently doing her mistress’ will…
* * * * * *
Near screaming, Duske snaps out of her dream like state and back into reality. As she pulls her wits together, Duske rolls back and forth on the bed trying to shut the horror of what she saw out of her mind’s eye, hands over her face covering the terror written all over it. “Dawne is NOT a slave!“ she rasped in a near panic, her heart hammering in her ears as she tried desperately to shake off what she saw. “She’s not a slave… she’s not that bitch’s slut… she’s not a slave… not a slave… not a slave…“
Slowly but surely she comes under control, brain finally taking control as she regained her composure slowly but surely.
That, she reasoned feebly, was a dream. The rest, it seems, was not.
Duske finds herself lying on a bed whose sheets were wet with her juices, her hand limply lying to one said as she knew she had already cummed once again. “Oh goddess.” she groaned, “I can‘t believe it. Goddess I‘m so worn out.”
Suddenly the door opens and in walks Dawne. Too tired to even complain, Duske simply rolls her gaze over to Dawne and whimpers “What took you so long…”
“Bad day, I take it.” Dawne cheerfully said, cozying herself up right next to Duske pulling the exhausted female into her arms. “You smell of sex and sweat, so I guess somebody has been dreaming about me.”
“Yeah.” Duske weakly admits, “Sorry. I‘m… I‘m so weak… fo-forgi…”
Suddenly Dawne tackles Duske down onto the bed, knocking the wind out of her. Before Duske’s shocked eyes Dawne disrobes, pulling her clothes away with relish until she was as naked as her worn out lover.
“I trust you.“ Duske whispers, a knowing smile spreading. “Take me.“
Dawne drops between Duske's legs, devouring her still hard cum covered penis with one gulping swallow, alternating between sucking and stroking her penis as she went along. Dawne was almost like an animal, yet controlled and methodical in her technique. Her thoughts, however, didn’t last long as her need rose up in her head again and dominated her every thought.
“Oh goddess Dawnie!“ she cried, “Please!! More!! More!!“(she cried, panting fiercely) “Take me! Mount me! Cum with me! Give me my pills and let me…”
Dawne grabbed Duske, but instead of forcing a pill down her throat she flipped the two of them over, giving Duske dominate position. “Fuck me!!“ she cried. Without further hesistation or pause she did just that, mounting and ramming her dick home, writhing and bounce madly in a half crazed scramble to cum.
“Oh god! Oh yes! I'm cumming!! I'm cumming!! Yes!! DAWNIE!!”
Duske's body continued to work as her bouncing and yelling reached a high pinnacle point, her orgasm filling Dawne even as she came in turn. Her frantic bouncing slowing and slowing until she finally calmed post climax, collapsing in a heap on top of Dawne.
As Duske looked down upon Dawne she noticed a most serene expression, abit amiss on her considering she was sweating bullets and red faced from the frantic sex they just experienced. Duske smiles meekly, looking up into Dawne’s eyes. “Dawnie? I…“
Suddenly Dawne is a flurry of movement, her legs up and over Duske’s, her arms wrapping about her, restraining her quickly. Duske, confused, tries to talk only to be shushed by her lover. Suddenly she feels one, then two fingers, press down on a specific spot between her butt and spine, pressing firmly as she wiggled her two fingers in slow rhythmic motions.
Duske’s body suddenly jumps as if shocked, held tight in Dawne’s arms her form jerks involuntarily, a shocked cry coming from her lips as she cums. Dawne, kissing Duske once, whispers "Enough foreplay, precious. Break me lover, fill me and smother me in cum.“
At that moment everything became clear, and finally a smile came to her lips as she pushed Dawne down onto the bed, smiling as she raised herself from her restraints and slid her erection into Dawne once again. The endless warmth of being snuggled into Dawne’s cunt embraced her, and she felt so warm as she made love to her precious beneath her.
Slowly she pressed in, lightly stroking at first building a fresh sense of momentum. Dawne let out a long and slow moan, completely satisfied by her life mate’s efforts filling her to completion. She was truly in heaven.
Slowly Duske pulled out, but not quite out, and pushed in again. She started this slowly, and built a rhythm, pumping faster and faster. Each stroke solicited a fresh groan or gasp from her beloved, driving Duske to make love to her stronger and faster.
As they drew nearer and nearer to their joined peak both women started to sweat again, muscles trembling and aching as they neared their moment. Yet as they neared once again Duske tried to hold back, wanted to hold it off as long as possible--- come together in unison--- as one.
Dawne dropped a free hand down between them, stroking her own clit as the two made love. Dawne quickly pushed herself up a little, just enough so the two could kiss during lovemaking, release speeding closer.
It was almost there. Barely able to hold on any further, Duske shoved Dawne back onto her back, throwing her head back with a staggered cry. “We’re cumming!! Please goddess let us cummmmmm!!“ (she closed her eyes and cried out) “Agghh!!!“ and, with one final hard thrust, they came.
It was the most intense orgasm she ever felt, it was as if Duske’s entire soul was liberated from her body all at once at the moment of release. Everything went numb except for her center of pleasure, and that lusciously addictive feeling alone dominated her very being as she surrendered to her orgasm.
They were both screaming each other's names as it happened, eyes shut and bodies trembling as their juices flowed all over the bed and down their legs. Cumming and cumming and cumming. Falling into each other’s arms wasn’t enough, as they thought it was over their bodies jerked and humped automatically even in restive position.
Dimly, breaths ragged, they whimpered in each other’s arms as they realized they were terribly close to a fresh orgasm… which hit with a weaker yet still vibrant force.
Two orgasms, three, then one more, by the time they finally floated back from their mutual hazy cloud of release back to reality, their bodies felt as if the slightest touch could release a torrential geyser of cum from their pussies. The two slumped into each other's arms and held each other tight, gasping for breath, afraid yet strangely hungering for just one more orgasm in their exhausted state.
Finally, finally, they stopped coming.
“Goddess.” Duske moaned, realizing her penis had finally deflated once again to restive state, “You certainly do know how to make me happy.”
“That‘s my line, lover.” Dawne whispered, kissing Duske passionately. “Don‘t worry about dinner, I bought takeout tonight. Just in case.”
“You think of everything.”
“I try my best.” Dawne answers, the two kissing once again as “sleep“ overtook them. “I love you, my precious.”
"I love you too, my precious.“ Duske said back, “I love you.”
And with that the two kiss one more time, holding each other tightly as they drift off into slumber.
Fin
She was sweating, exhausted yet she knew it wouldn’t be long before she was at it again. She felt dirty and awful, lying on the bed stark naked like that, unable to stop herself from cumming over and over again.
"Dawnie!!“ she whimpered in pain, “Please cum… come home… I -- I can‘t -- I can‘t STTOOoooopppp…” Duske sobbed, forcing each word from her mouth as her hand breifly rests before going back at it again.
She never felt this aroused before, needing Dawnie so very very much.
She felt as if she was going to jerk her dick off her body at this rate, unable to keep from endlessly yanking at it over and over and over again until the only woman capable of totally satisfying her was home to heal her need.
If Dawne didn’t hurry back soon she didn’t know what she’d do.
Maybe a shower. Right now she’d try anything to cool off and get into a right state of mind. Anything whatsoever.
That thought promptly fled her mind the minute Dawne’s voice broke the almost smothering silence.
"Duske." the voice called out.
"Dawnie?!? Oh goddess you‘re…” A hand clamps itself around her mouth, silencing her. She is forced face down into the bed, her rear left up so Dawne could massage and stroke Duske’s hard penis.
The sheer pleasure felt by this made Duske moan, but Dawne wasn’t going to let her sit up to greet her. As Dawne’s hand pushed harder, forcing Duske’s face into the mattress, she felt her hand stroke her dick harder and harder as if milking it.
“Does it hurt being this hard, lover?” she whispered loud enough for Duske to hear, “It hurts, doesn’t it.”
“Dawnie!!” Duske barely choked out as Dawne piled on top of her, using her upper body to keep her pinned as she did this, Duske’s eyes widening as she realized her lover was shoving a newly formed girldick up her ass as she held Duske down tight. “Now be a good girl and stroke that cock while I satisfy your every need, my precious.”
Driven by Dawne’s commands, Duske moved her masturbation hand under herself until she grasped her dick, hand jerking it hard as she gritted her teeth, the dual ravishment of her hand job and Dawne’s ass plowing affecting her greatly. Briefly a sobering memory pushed it’s way into her thoughts, how she was forced to masturbate herself while being ass raped in prison… how… “My little whore’s still a good fuck, I see.”
Suddenly the voice was no longer Dawne, and it was like she was back in prison again. The laundry room, buried face first into the pile of bed sheetings, as the bossy female prison guard raped her for defying her will again. Eventually she would have one of her little prison femme croonies jerk Duske off while she fucked her up the ass, but right now she wanted Duske to know who was mistress and the bitch of this little scene.
Duske began to cry, suddenly worried out of her mind that Dawne would come in and see her like this… bowed beneath a stronger woman… being raped like a bitch by this dominate female… her whore, her slut, her toy.
Duske’s hand is pushed away, and like clockwork the guard’s pussy whore began jerking Duske off automatically. Like a good servant.
"Oh goddess you little whore!!! You are so good!! I’m going to plow that ass of your’s forever bitch!! Oh yes! YES!! Fuck!! YESS!! Ohhh---" (the guard stiffens as she nears her moment) "Jerk her faster bitch!! She’s no good unless we’re coming together!! Jerk faster, slut, jerk fas--“ (cries out, dick hammering Duske harder) “FUCK YOU BOTH!! YES!! GODDESS DON'T HOLD BACK!! COME ON!! MAKE THE WHORE CUM--"
The brutal bitch screams, her voice echoing as Duske is overwhelmed by her moment, her body trembling as the little cumslut made her cum just as her rapist shot her load into Duske’s ass, cumming hard…
Duske turns her head, to find Dawne sitting by her side chained like a dog, obediently doing her mistress’ will…
* * * * * *
Near screaming, Duske snaps out of her dream like state and back into reality. As she pulls her wits together, Duske rolls back and forth on the bed trying to shut the horror of what she saw out of her mind’s eye, hands over her face covering the terror written all over it. “Dawne is NOT a slave!“ she rasped in a near panic, her heart hammering in her ears as she tried desperately to shake off what she saw. “She’s not a slave… she’s not that bitch’s slut… she’s not a slave… not a slave… not a slave…“
Slowly but surely she comes under control, brain finally taking control as she regained her composure slowly but surely.
That, she reasoned feebly, was a dream. The rest, it seems, was not.
Duske finds herself lying on a bed whose sheets were wet with her juices, her hand limply lying to one said as she knew she had already cummed once again. “Oh goddess.” she groaned, “I can‘t believe it. Goddess I‘m so worn out.”
Suddenly the door opens and in walks Dawne. Too tired to even complain, Duske simply rolls her gaze over to Dawne and whimpers “What took you so long…”
“Bad day, I take it.” Dawne cheerfully said, cozying herself up right next to Duske pulling the exhausted female into her arms. “You smell of sex and sweat, so I guess somebody has been dreaming about me.”
“Yeah.” Duske weakly admits, “Sorry. I‘m… I‘m so weak… fo-forgi…”
Suddenly Dawne tackles Duske down onto the bed, knocking the wind out of her. Before Duske’s shocked eyes Dawne disrobes, pulling her clothes away with relish until she was as naked as her worn out lover.
“I trust you.“ Duske whispers, a knowing smile spreading. “Take me.“
Dawne drops between Duske's legs, devouring her still hard cum covered penis with one gulping swallow, alternating between sucking and stroking her penis as she went along. Dawne was almost like an animal, yet controlled and methodical in her technique. Her thoughts, however, didn’t last long as her need rose up in her head again and dominated her every thought.
“Oh goddess Dawnie!“ she cried, “Please!! More!! More!!“(she cried, panting fiercely) “Take me! Mount me! Cum with me! Give me my pills and let me…”
Dawne grabbed Duske, but instead of forcing a pill down her throat she flipped the two of them over, giving Duske dominate position. “Fuck me!!“ she cried. Without further hesistation or pause she did just that, mounting and ramming her dick home, writhing and bounce madly in a half crazed scramble to cum.
“Oh god! Oh yes! I'm cumming!! I'm cumming!! Yes!! DAWNIE!!”
Duske's body continued to work as her bouncing and yelling reached a high pinnacle point, her orgasm filling Dawne even as she came in turn. Her frantic bouncing slowing and slowing until she finally calmed post climax, collapsing in a heap on top of Dawne.
As Duske looked down upon Dawne she noticed a most serene expression, abit amiss on her considering she was sweating bullets and red faced from the frantic sex they just experienced. Duske smiles meekly, looking up into Dawne’s eyes. “Dawnie? I…“
Suddenly Dawne is a flurry of movement, her legs up and over Duske’s, her arms wrapping about her, restraining her quickly. Duske, confused, tries to talk only to be shushed by her lover. Suddenly she feels one, then two fingers, press down on a specific spot between her butt and spine, pressing firmly as she wiggled her two fingers in slow rhythmic motions.
Duske’s body suddenly jumps as if shocked, held tight in Dawne’s arms her form jerks involuntarily, a shocked cry coming from her lips as she cums. Dawne, kissing Duske once, whispers "Enough foreplay, precious. Break me lover, fill me and smother me in cum.“
At that moment everything became clear, and finally a smile came to her lips as she pushed Dawne down onto the bed, smiling as she raised herself from her restraints and slid her erection into Dawne once again. The endless warmth of being snuggled into Dawne’s cunt embraced her, and she felt so warm as she made love to her precious beneath her.
Slowly she pressed in, lightly stroking at first building a fresh sense of momentum. Dawne let out a long and slow moan, completely satisfied by her life mate’s efforts filling her to completion. She was truly in heaven.
Slowly Duske pulled out, but not quite out, and pushed in again. She started this slowly, and built a rhythm, pumping faster and faster. Each stroke solicited a fresh groan or gasp from her beloved, driving Duske to make love to her stronger and faster.
As they drew nearer and nearer to their joined peak both women started to sweat again, muscles trembling and aching as they neared their moment. Yet as they neared once again Duske tried to hold back, wanted to hold it off as long as possible--- come together in unison--- as one.
Dawne dropped a free hand down between them, stroking her own clit as the two made love. Dawne quickly pushed herself up a little, just enough so the two could kiss during lovemaking, release speeding closer.
It was almost there. Barely able to hold on any further, Duske shoved Dawne back onto her back, throwing her head back with a staggered cry. “We’re cumming!! Please goddess let us cummmmmm!!“ (she closed her eyes and cried out) “Agghh!!!“ and, with one final hard thrust, they came.
It was the most intense orgasm she ever felt, it was as if Duske’s entire soul was liberated from her body all at once at the moment of release. Everything went numb except for her center of pleasure, and that lusciously addictive feeling alone dominated her very being as she surrendered to her orgasm.
They were both screaming each other's names as it happened, eyes shut and bodies trembling as their juices flowed all over the bed and down their legs. Cumming and cumming and cumming. Falling into each other’s arms wasn’t enough, as they thought it was over their bodies jerked and humped automatically even in restive position.
Dimly, breaths ragged, they whimpered in each other’s arms as they realized they were terribly close to a fresh orgasm… which hit with a weaker yet still vibrant force.
Two orgasms, three, then one more, by the time they finally floated back from their mutual hazy cloud of release back to reality, their bodies felt as if the slightest touch could release a torrential geyser of cum from their pussies. The two slumped into each other's arms and held each other tight, gasping for breath, afraid yet strangely hungering for just one more orgasm in their exhausted state.
Finally, finally, they stopped coming.
“Goddess.” Duske moaned, realizing her penis had finally deflated once again to restive state, “You certainly do know how to make me happy.”
“That‘s my line, lover.” Dawne whispered, kissing Duske passionately. “Don‘t worry about dinner, I bought takeout tonight. Just in case.”
“You think of everything.”
“I try my best.” Dawne answers, the two kissing once again as “sleep“ overtook them. “I love you, my precious.”
"I love you too, my precious.“ Duske said back, “I love you.”
And with that the two kiss one more time, holding each other tightly as they drift off into slumber.
Fin
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