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Thanks for dropping in to check this story out. I had changed the folder that I kept it in and forgotten that I was putting it up. If you haven’t been following the story and want to start reading it from the beginning just click “Here” to go to Chapter one, and start reading.
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and your virgin eyeballs get blistered or you get offended by what you read either Boo.
A Neighbors Teenage Daughter
A True Story
BY: PUSSYPATTER
aka
Wendy Tight Tush
© 21 June 2007 All rights reserved
Chapter Eight
This time he had taken his wife’s pillow, doubled it up and put it under my ass. Then he had lifted my feet one at a time as he put my heels on top of his broad shoulders.
This had really given him a great target and I had giggled seductively as I had taken hold of his sex organ and guided the head of his cock to my cunt, then moved it up and down just a little to part the sexually inflamed lips of my pussy as I set the pulsating head of his tool right at the entrance of my honey pot.
I had glanced up at his face momentarily and said “now”, then my eyes had quickly darted back to the head of his cock just in time to see it disappearing into my belly. I gave a loud gasp as I gritted my teeth against the sudden pain as he sank himself into my belly all the way to the hilt. I had felt his nut sac slapping against my ass as his balls come to rest against my rectum.
I had cried out “Oh God...! No Mr. Tanner!” My eyes had shut tight against the pain that I was experiencing and I had tried frantically to shove him away. But he had remembered my instructions to him earlier and had clung onto me tight, holding himself in place motionless until my gentle crying had turned form whimpers of physical pain to cries of sexual enjoyment.
Then once, I had became somewhat accustomed to having his throbbing tool sheathed so deeply in my belly, my eye lids had began to flutter and my eyes had gradually opened as my hips had once again instinctively began to move.
Although, that movement had been involuntary right at first, but within a couple of minutes they had began moving a little more willingly, and under my own conscious direction as the sexual pleasures of having just had my belly filled so full with such a large tool slowly took hold of my nature.
Mr. Tanner had been waiting patiently for this reaction from me before he had started stroking himself into me.
He had only rode me like that for maybe five minutes, slow and gentle I mean, before he had decided that my sexual response to his thrusts, and lunges were those of a willing whore in heat, and he had quickly gotten busy fucking me like he would have fucked any other woman.
He was pumping himself into my crotch, completely filling my willing belly with each and every thrust that he made. Mr Tanner was wildly driving his cock into me, and burying every inch of his dick in my cunt.
I had felt the change in him when the spirit of carnal lust had taken over in him and he had started hitting my pussy so hard, unleashing the full force of pussy busting lust that had built up in him over the past couple of years, as he had started driving each and every stroke that he was giving me in real hard.
I had also felt the change in myself when my slutty second nature had moved into me, and taken over my body so that she could experience the same sexual joys that he was, and I was totally consumed with a hot burning sexual lust for this mans cock as I drove my hips upwards to meet his every downward thrust.
I felt the force of his pubic bone slamming into mine as he drove himself relentlessly down into my young, and eager to please, body, giving all of his strength to every stroke of his cock.
My head was beginning to thrash from side to side on the pillow as I felt myself being driven to yet another orgasm. I had screamed out in pure ecstasy as my orgasm hit really hard and I had began to cum.
I could feel all of the muscles in the inner walls of my pussy starting to go haywire as they began methodically gripping and releasing his cock in an erratic sort of way.
Mr. Tanner, knowing that his moment of truth was at hand, had really nailed my young ass down tight, and had quickly hit me with several more, devastatingly hard, blows into my already screaming pussy, while I was in mid orgasm. Then he had quickly lowered my legs from above his shoulders, and placing them in position around his waist. Then he had leaned forward, and grabbed me from beneath my shoulders, allowing me to wrap my arms around his neck just as he had started to cum.
I had also wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, to lock him in place as we came together, and once again he had filled my belly to the point of being full... then overflowing with his thick, hot cum.
Once both of our orgasms had subsided somewhat he had collapsed on top of me and we came to rest locked in the perfect sexual embrace.
It was several more minutes before we had both caught our breath enough to finally be able to speak again and he had commented, sounding somewhat astonished, about how incredibly tight my pussy had gotten against his steely hardness every time that I would cum.
Then, when he had finally been able to move again, he had lifted himself up and was gazing down at me with a look of admiration on his face, checking out my facial expressions and staring at my sensually heaving tits.
It hadn't taken Mr. Tanner but a few seconds to realize that I was still ready for more either. Then while he was looking down at my body lustfully said, “I can’t go any more Shannon” slowly laying his body back down, covering mine as he did. But even though his lips were saying that he had had enough... his loins were telling a different story.
He had remained laying on my belly like that, with all eleven magnificent inches of his manhood still buried deep inside my belly, and he had maintained a partial hard-on as we once again drifted off to sleep, this time with his cock still planted firmly in my pussy.
When we had awoke later we were still locked together and much to my internal sluts joy, his manhood was still semi erect.
Mr. Tanner had stroked into me, rather leisurely, for several minutes before we decided to get up and take a shower together. We each took our time washing the others body. Then stepped out of the shower and toweled each other off with a couple of big, soft, fluffy towels.
I had gotten down onto my knees as I had dried his body and when I had came back up from drying his feet I had stopped at his crotch, dropping the towel when I did. Then quickly grabbing his half hard rod with both hands I had quickly worked its entire length into my throat, sending the head of his now rapidly stiffening tool down into my esophagus.
Mr. Tanner had let out a sensual groan when I had done that and had quickly clamped his hands onto the sides of my head, and had pulled me to him so that my nose was pressing up tight against his pubic bone.
I had managed to hold him in my throat like that for maybe twenty seconds before I had to come off of it to be able to breath but I didn’t let it stop there. I had continued giving him a blow job, sucking in over two thirds of his steely hard sex tool with each stroke until I knew that it would be mere seconds before he was ready to cum.
Then I had started doing the deep throat thing for him on every stroke until he had finally caught the back of my head with one hand, my throat with the other, and had pulled my mouth forcefully up onto his cock just as he had started to jet his load.
Once he had started to cum Mr. Tanner had held me firmly in place, with my nose grinding against his pubic bone, gagging on all of that cock, with tears streaming down my puffed out cheeks, with his cum spewing out through my nostrils, and from the corners of my mouth.
I could feel the muscles of his cock contracting, then relaxing, then contracting again, repeatedly, as his nuts pumped out what I could only perceive to have been one long continuous stream of cum.
To Be Continued...
OK, that's it for this chapter. Let me know what you guys think... or not Boo.
♥ Wendy
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Hi Everybody,
I know it has been awhile since I updated any of my stories so here's another chapter of this one.
OK, due to the fact that this post might be deemed to contain just the tiniest smidgen of adult sounding stuff I have to include the following warning to this post:
“XXX Warning!” “XXX Sex!” “Warning XXX!”
Hey this is your XXX Sex Warning. This stuff might need your parents OK for you to read it if you're under thirty years old.
“Seriously!”
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“THE LARGEST COCK I’VE EVER HAD INSIDE OF ME”
A True Story
By: PUSSYPATTER
Aka
Wendy Hazza Tight Tush
© Pussy Patter 22 Jul 2005
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Chapter Six
So anyway, my naïve young ass is just sitting there on the bed, I’m in a total state of sexual oblivion, I still have both of my hands full of Jeff’s cock, and I’m leisurely stroking on that thing.
At this point I haven’t actually noticed that I’ve just succeeded in getting him stroked up completely fucking hard without ever realizing what I was doing or that I had finally gotten him plumb fucking hard like that.
So there we were, all sitting on the bed. Jeff has kind of leaned back on his elbows now and is allowing me to manipulate his fuck stick to my hearts content, Twalla and Tiffany are just sitting there grinning, and giggling at each other while looking over at Jeff, and motioning toward his cock with their head every once in awhile.
I keep noticing Jeff grinning as he nods his head “yes” at them as he acknowledges their gestures from time to time but I’m not really paying it that much attention because I’m like totally engrossed in what I’m doing with that huge hunk of man meat that I’m playing with.
Me, with my naïve fucking ass, I think it’s all just because they know that I’m getting off to feeling that mule dick of Jeff’s as it keeps slipping through my fingers, and I’m thinking that Jeff’s nodding just means that he likes what I’m doing with his cock, and that he doesn’t mind.
So anyway, after several minutes of this I notice that both Tiff, and Twalla have kind of turned their faces away, and really seem to be giggling pretty hard about something under their breath.
I’m thinking that it’s just a girlish thing that us girls do, and I just keep right on reveling in the feeling of Jeff’s meat sick in my hand.
Then all of a sudden I’m jarred back to the here-n-now of the present when I heard Jeff saying “Wendy” in a rather commanding tone of voice to break my concentration so that he could get my attention off of his cock, and cause me to look up at him.
Then when I did look up I saw him grinning back at me and got the shock of my life when I heard him saying, “you and me got some serious talking to do girl!”
“Whoa!” That fricking shit had really caught my young ass totally by surprise, and had caused me to squeeze his cock pretty hard when I had looked up at him.
OK, so now I’m sitting there with his sex tool throbbing in my hand, thinking “uh-oh!” and wondering “what am I gonna do now?” because I’d never even given any thought to the possibility of having to “Talk” with Jeff.
Because in our everyday language in our neighborhood when a guy says, “lets talk” he really means, “lets fuck” and when he says, “me and you got some serious talking to do girl” he actually means, “I’m gonna fuck the shit outta you bitch.”
So when Jeff had made that statement I knew that it meant that not only did Jeff really want to fuck me, but the way that he had just said it had meant “I’m gonna be fucking the shit outta you bitch!”
That was when I heard Tiffany and Twalla really start giggling and snickering under their breath and that was when it really hit me. “Holy Fucking Shit!” I thought, “Jeff’s Really Gonna Fuck Me!”
Holy fuck, I had almost panicked right then when the realization that this man was actually wanting to put this thing that he called a cock inside of me had hit home.
Shoot, I had gotten a sudden urge to just jump up and ran screaming out of the house but I just couldn’t make myself let go of that magnificent cock of his.
Shit, right up till then I hadn’t even missed a single stroke on his cock, and my hands hadn’t stopped massaging his flesh spear since he first put my hand on it almost twenty minutes earlier, not even after he’d made the startling revelation that he intended to be fucking my naïve young ass.
Fuck, so I’m sitting there trying to come up with an honorable excuse “Not” to have to talk with Jeff but I swear that he must have heard me thinking because he looks over at Twalla, and Tiffany, who are snickering their asses off at me for the position that I’ve gotten myself into as he points toward his steely hard sex log, and then looks me in the eyes saying “See what you done went and done to me Wendy?” in a real serious voice as a sensual grin crosses his face.
“You can’t do something like that to a man, and then not be willing to talk about it Wendy” Jeff added, sounding kind of stern and a little hurt all at the same time.
God, I had wanted to back out really bad right then and get my horny little ass outta that house because this dude was fucking hung big time. But in my naïve young mind I had felt like Jeff was right about a girl being wrong if she got a man sprung like that and then didn’t at least offer to talk with him about it…at least just a little bit.
So I was kind of feeling like I was stuck in between a rock and a hard place right then. On the one hand I really felt that I owed it to Jeff to talk with him about this, at least for a little while to see if I could do anything to get the swelling to come down. But on the other hand I was scared shitless of that cock that I was still sitting there stroking away on.
My two friend girls had moved in real close now and were sitting there stroking Jeff’s legs on either side of him, and I still hadn’t let go of his pulsating rod as I just sat there staring at it and continued to stroke and squeeze it up, and down it’s full length.
So now Tiff and Twalla are starting to reach for Jeff’s meat pole too, acting like they’re wanting to take it away from me, and use it themselves as they help me stroke it.
All the while they’re talking to each other and with Jeff about how wrong it would be of me not to be willing to talk with him, at least for a little while, after having done something like this to him.
To be continued…
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♥ Wendy
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