[To-Get-Her]

Great series of shorts, especially love this latest one. you seem to be overloaded in inspiration!

Strange things can give me inspiration to write a story. like...!

#43                                                                                          'Shit Machine'

I’ve lived here since the gated community opened back in the eighties, and I’ve never had any problems with the neighbours, that is until she moved in on my left. At first it was over playing what she called music being played too loud all day long on the weekends. But since she got a dog or should I say a ‘shit machine’ we have been at loggerheads with each other.

She refused to keep the thing on her property, letting it roam onto my property to shit whenever it had to relieve itself. She went to the HOA over me installing a wire chain link fence between our properties, to keep her ‘shit machine’ off my property. She has even accused me of placing video cameras to tape events in her yard, especially her laying out sunbathing.

Now she’s taken to walking the ‘shit machine’ along the shared pathways to the beaches butting onto the community, in shorts and a bra of a bikini. Now don’t get me wrong, she has a great pair of tits on her, but they don’t compensate me for having to clean up after her ‘shit machine’



But today was the final straw. I came home to find her ‘shit machine’ was on my front veranda taking a shit that seemed awfully runny to me. When the ‘shit machine’ was done it ran from my place directly back to her place. After getting a hose to wash the shit off my veranda, I went after her to have it out with the stupid bitch one way or another.

Fuck I was pissed off and even her opening the door in a full bikini didn’t lessen my anger. She was about to say something when I put my hand in her face and pushed her back into her hallway. I went in and closed the door behind me then took a position straddling above her waist. “Your fucking ‘shit machine’ had taken it’s final shit on my property!”

She just stared up at me, stunned that I was speaking like that to her. She had her mouth opened enough that any flying insect could get into her mouth. Take gave me an idea that would demonstrate to her one and for all just how pissed off I was. Making sure I had her arms pinned between her side and my legs I dropped my pants and underwear and gently sat down onto her stomach.

“What the fuck do you think your doing?” She was twitching under me.

I grabbed her by a handful of hair and bent her up towards me. Her chin just went under my ball sack making it damn easy to force my hardened cock against her lips.

“You Little Bitch, you let you 'shit machine' soil my property, it’s only fair that I soil your property!” Pinching her nostrils closed, I make her open her mouth if she wants to breathe. The moment her lips part I shove my hard cock into her mouth. I didn’t think I went in that deep but either her throat is shallower than most females or she never sucked cock before.

As I thrusted in and out of her lips, her little ‘shit machine' came over and started licking the right side of her face. This made her try to twist her head away from the ‘shit machine’ which failed big time since I had a hold of her head. I could feel my balls begin to tighten, so I pulled out of her mouth. After all, in my opinion, since most of “Shit machine’ soil came from its ass, then I should make damn sure nothing comes out of her ass.

Working my way back to my feet I reached down and got another handful of hair and forced her to either stand up or have her hair pulled out. Once up I propelled her to the living room where forced her onto her stomach  before stripping off her bikini bottoms.

“Oh god no I’ve never let anyone…!”

“Well then you’ll understand what a pain in the ass it is to have to clean up after your ‘shit machine’ ”

She  tried to squirm away from me and almost made it when ‘shit machine’ jumped up onto the couch, trying its best to get her off the couch. As it was, I got on top of her and pressed her into the cushion seat of the couch, Taking her ass cheeks in both hands and splitting them to show me the brown crinkle starfish hidden between them. ‘Shit machine’ got his nose between her ass cheeks and started to lick her rosebud.

Fuck I found that erotic even as she found it disgusting. “No, Fem don’t do that to mommy!”

I pushed ‘shit machine’ out of the way and got the tip of my cock hard against the wet sphincter. It was a bit of a struggle but eventually I got the first inch into her asshole. Man, the scream she emitted scared the living shit out of ‘shit machine’, who ran for the stairs and that was the last I saw of it.

Now she was fully crying tears of a combination of pain and shame. I worked more of my cock into her asshole, bringing more exclamations of pain from her. I truly didn’t care but I did begin to wonder just how sexually experienced she was. My biggest wonder was if she was a virgin?

When fully inside her asshole, I worked her like a two bit whore, thrusting in and out fast enough that the friction created from parting her anal walls began warming the outer skin of my cock. Still i didn’t slow down or pause, if anything I amped fucking her asshole.

“So tell me Bitch, you going to let your ‘shit machine’ anywhere near my property again!”

A constant scream of “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” was my answer. Even when I shot a good three streams of hot cum into her bowels, she continued saying no! When my cock plopped out of her distended asshole she was still saying no, getting quieter with every repeat, until she seemed to pass out from her brutal anal fuck.

I got up and looked down at her gaping asshole, cum still leaking out of it. I smile then “So I promise you bitch, if I have to clean up shit from my yard again, I’ll be back and I promise you I’ll get ‘shit machine’ to do more than just lick your asshole!”

She either didn’t hear me or was so out of it that I decided that while here I should take her front door before going home. Rolling her over, she fell off the edge of the couch so naturally I just spread her legs and sank down into position and fuck her in the pussy. She didn’t even attempt resisting my thrusts and after a good thirty thrusts I pumped a good four long streams of cum into her pussy.

As I got dressed and made my way to the front door, I swore I could hear nails on the floor then sounds of licking.  I left wondering if she was going to cum for her ‘shit machine’?

The End

[spunkjunk]

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[To-Get-Her]

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#44                                                                                         The Privacy Fence

“So any which way I look at it it’s only right that Mr. Cartier should pay Miss Erskin for having a privacy fence installed between their properties!” Banging her gavel on the top of her bench Justice Demoores brought the case to a close. “I mean it would be a neighbourly gesture to pay so you both can continue being neighbours!”

Under my breath, *I liked to give her honour a gesture about her decision!* But I kept my mouth closed as I walked out of the courtroom. I didn’t hang around, I had plans for a payment that that little bitch would have to accept if she wanted a financial payment from me!

I was back home a little after five PM while the sun was still high in the sky. One look at the seven foot tall wooden fence  made me want to soak it. Getting my cock out I did just that, attempting to piss “Fuck you!” all over the side facing me. In my mind things were coming up to a very workable plan to me.

Inside, I waited for Erskin to get back home, which occurred a little after six. Thanks to the height of the fence I couldn’t see what the bitch got up to. But thanks to a drone my nephew left behind after visiting last weekend, I got myself an aerial view of the bitch laying out on a beach towel basically naked.

Recalling the drone, I waited for the sun to go down. Once every hour and a half I launched the drone and saw that Erskin was still on the towel in her backyard, around nine she was laying on her back, her tits pointing skywards. Now the sun was about to go under the horizon, and I knew this was the time to launch my repayment plan on Erskin.

Going out my patio door I slinked to the fence and gently hoisted myself up and over it, landing on my feet as quietly as possible. Looking around, Erskin was still on her back on the towel. I stripped down to my birthday suit and tossed my clothes back over the fence. I moved as quietly as possible and got to Erskin in a matter of seconds. She either didn’t hear me or was sleeping, Either way I gently opened her legs and got my first view of her pussy.

Sinking down between her legs I started to wank my cock hard before gently lying on top of Erskin. Aligning my cock I drove it deep and fast into her pussy. Erskin jerked her head up and screamed from the penetration. I stopped her by putting my right hand over her mouth.

“Scream again and I’ll do more than fuck you for fucking me in court today bitch!”

Erskin’s eyes widened as she came awake and realized what was happening to her. To her credit, she squirmed under my weight, trying her best to dislodge me off her. But the way i was fucking her pussy, kept me anchored inside her most of the time. She turned out to be feistier than I would have imagined. She actually bit my right palm, making me remove my hand from her mouth.

“WHATTHEFUCKDOYOUTHINKYOURDOING!” Quickly following with “GETTHEFUCKOFME!”

“What don’t you like the first payment on your fucking fence Bitch?”

I don’t know if she thought that our neighbours could hear her screaming or maybe she was hoping that at least one of them would come to see what the screaming was all about. Either way I slapped her hard across the face with my stinging right palm.

“Keep your fucking mouth closed bitch or this will be the last time you’ll have a fuck ever!”

She closed her mouth and glared up into my eyes and worked up a gob of spit, which she spat out at me. As it hit I pulled back until only the helmet of my cock was inside her pussy, then surged forward, making Erskin cry out in pain. Tears came to her face as I fucked her pussy and the realization that no one was coming to her rescue.

Like a dead fuck, Erskin just laid there getting fucked by me. If I wasn’t so pissed off at how things went in court i would have stopped and either cum or piss all over her. As it was I was actually enjoying her disgust at being fucked by me.

Eventually I did cum in her pussy, before pulling out, hitting her in the jaw with a solid left  hook, knocking her out so I could turn her over and wait until i was able to fuck her again, only this time in the ass. A half hour and she showed tell tale signs that she was coming too. That was when I aligned my cock and drove it fast and deep into her asshole.

Oh if she screamed when I penetrated her pussy then the high pitched scream of pain she gave from her ass getting fucked was like an operatic soprano soloist singing. I didn’t hold back fucking her like the bitch she was. Erskin suddenly went limp under me as I came deep in her asshole.

I got up and would have threatened her if she called the cops, but Erskin was unconscious, so I dragged her and the towel to her front yard and left her there under the full maple tree.  Returning home after making sure no one was watching me, I got an energy drink and wished to god I could see Erskin in her front yard.
I went to get a pad and pen and wrote a note for Erskin

     “That was the down payment, the court is making me pay. You can expect the first
       the next payment on Friday and if you’re lucky another visit in person from me.”

A couple of days later a piece of plain white notebook paper was placed in my mailbox

   “Keep your money, and don’t ever visit me again, you asshole!”

Now to me that was an invitation to go see her. After the sun went down I did just that, letting myself in her place through that patio door which I smashed a hole the size of a cantaloupe in around the lock.  As she came to investigate the noise, she caught one look at me and froze in place. From there it was easy to get her over the kitchen counter and fuck her like a bitch.

As she slid to the floor, crying and mumbling, I let myself out. Looking over my right shoulder, “Keep tomorrow night open bitch, I may want to try sodomizing you once more!

That went on for a few weeks before I came home from work on Tuesday night to find her place vacant and another note in my mailbox

      “I can no longer live beside you, nor do I want your payments for the fence. Maybe
       your new neighbours will want it!”

The End

[To-Get-Her]

#45                                                                                   Saving Her For Myself



I waited for the Indians to crest the hill before dropping the rear Injun with a single shot from my Sharps Rifle Before the lead Injun could react I put a round through his throat. Lynette Jamison was shocked as the horse she rode on got spooked. To its credit it ran forward, coming straight towards me.

As it passed me, I tried to catch the reins and succeeded, bringing the horse under control, then to a stop. If the horse deserved credit then the same thing could be said for Lynette. She was scared, holding onto the horse’s mane in a grip that turned her hands white. When the horse stood still, she looked up at me and almost fainted.

I caught her before she hit the ground. “Now if you were already neekdid this would be a proper way to thank me!” My left hand, getting a hold of her bosom through her blouse and undergarment. When she came back she realized where she was and with who.

“Wil Cartier, I would rather have been an Indian’s squaw rather than have anything to do with you!’ 

The way she tried to squirm away from me, made me believe that. So I went to my only recourse, taking a hold of the other side of her blouse and pulling the two sides until the buttons popped and the tail came out from her blue skirt.

“Oh you cad, release me!”

“Maybe after I tame your wild temper Lynette!”

My right hand went to her undergarment while my left hand went to my knife. One quick swoosh and her undergarment was sliced off between her tits and I was looking at the pinkish contents hidden by the undergarment. Lynette screamed in shock , her arms going across her chest to block my view, which made it even easier to trip her to the ground, where I dropped on her and had the blade of the knife against her throat.

“Now missy you might as well understand that I’m going to have you any which way I want whether you want me or not!”

The look in her eyes told me that she believed every word from my mouth. She froze when my right hand got a grip on her skirt and began to pull it up her legs. Up it came as her legs were revealed then the site I expected, a pair of white bloomers covering her lady parts.

My left hand left her throat and another swish and her bloomers split and the site of a hairy patch between her legs became viewable. “OH PLEASE WIL DADDY WILL SEND ALL HIS HANDS AFTER YOU IF YOU…!

“Like daddy’s hands haven’t thought of getting you in the bunkhouse and taking rides all night”

Lynette blanched at that, sputtering, “I’m respected by the hands!”

“Yeah right respected as a fuck toy!”

I had her skirt up covering her stomach and moved so that I could get between her legs and force them apart. As I dropped between than the tip of my cock dropped along her pussy lips and she sighed as if she was going to let me take her womanhood.

“OHGODYOUCAN’TDOTHISTOME!” Then, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

I forced my hardened cock into her pussy and began to move it so she knew what she was getting from me. Over and over, I forced my cock in and out of her pussy. She started to cry, swearing that the Indians were more of a gentleman than I was. But I didn’t care about being a gentleman, I only wanted pussy and I had it from the female I wanted since I rode into town those many weeks ago.

Oh she cursed a streak between her little purrs of pleasure as she was fucked. Eventually she actually started to move her pussy up to meet my downward thrust.

Then I knew that she was mine, “FUCK ME YOU NASTY BASTARD AND MAKE ME YOURS!”

More thrusts and some squeezing of her breasts and I came like a rain filling a creek. Lynette cried out as went limp under me. I rested on top of her soft body  for a few minutes before getting up and going to find the horse the Indians had her ride on. Finding it eating beside my horse I bought them both back and then helped Lynette up. The sight of my cum on the inside of her legs turned me on. And as if I knew she wouldn’t try anything I waited until she had a foot in the stirrup before burying my cock back into her pussy.

The horse didn’t flinch, just lowered its head to eat some grass as I fucked Lynette against its side. All the time Lynette gave sounds of pleasure while calling me all the nasty names she could get her tongue around while getting fucked.

When I came in her, she would have sagged to the ground, but I held her up and forced her up into the saddle. Thanks to the cum from her pussy she slid around so I pushed her so that she laid on her stomach sideways across the saddle. Getting on my horse, Her horse’s reins in my right hand I set my horse in the direction of Farleyville.

As the days turned I would stop both horses and take Lynette down and lay out a blanket and fuck her again. By the time we came to the outskirts of Farleyville, I must have placed at least fifty loads in her pussy. By the time I got her hack to her father she was letting me do anything to her including fucking her up her ass.

Days turned to weeks, weeks to months and I never had any trouble from his hands. I was in my hotel room one night when a gentle knock came to my door. Opening it with a pistol in my left hand I was shocked to see Lynette standing there with a shawl over her shoulders and a skirt. I stepped back and she came in, dropping her skirt then her shawl, before getting in the bed naked and opening her legs.

She never said anything when I undressed and got on top of her and fucked her. Before she left my room I had her in the ass again and even let a bellhop take her when he delivered a late night drink to me.

Before long Lynette developed a reputation of being a loose woman. I lost interest in her and rode out of town under the cover of night. Not going to lie, there are still times when I think of being between her legs, but not enough to turn around and go back to her.

The End

[To-Get-Her]

#46                                                                                        The Arrest

Something penetrated my brain and I was laying on the bed in the motel room when the door burst in and armed cops poured into the room. They moved fast, surrounding me on the bed, guns drawn and pointed at me.

“Don’t move a fucking muscle!”

I just looked up at the one screaming “What the fuck are you doing, I’m an innocent man!”

“Not according to the footage from the nanny camera in the teddy bear  on the mantel place!”

Smashing my fist into the mattress beside my right side. “Fuck, something told me that I should have tore the thing’s fucking head off!”

Five come to the bed and manhandle me over onto my back. Forcing my arms  between my shoulder blades so they could cuff me. I knew that there was no use fighting, all it would take was an overzealous asshole with an itchy trigger finger and I would end up ventilated.

I’m hauled out to an awaiting police van and I’m taken to the downtown headquarters where I’m placed in a room with a table and four chairs, I’m cuffed to the table and left alone until two guys in suits come in and sit down across from me. One’s a white in his late fifties the other a black in his mid forties. The black begins and the first sentence out of his mouth makes me hate him!

“So you’re the kind of so-called man who gets their jollies out of forcing innocent women to take his cock are you?”

I glared at the  black man and retorted, “I never forced any chick that something you darkies do!”

The black just shook his head. “Tell you what, why don’t we play the footage from the nanny cam and see what it tells us, alright Mister Smart Alec!”

Oh I knew what it was going to show. Carrie Longfellow thrown on the couch after I tore her top off and slapped her around.  She was only in a white satin bra and a pair of Fruit Of The Loom panties that I pull to the side as she cried up at me that I was going to jail for what I’ve done so far.

I may go to jail but at least I wouldn’t be horny! I dropped on top of her and slapped her hard across the face once more. She went quiet under me and I had such an easy time ramming my cock deep into her cunt. She stifled her cries of pain, did everything she could not to give me any outward signs of her discomfort. The only sign I got was when her cunt molded its walls around my hard cock.

In my mind she was a dead fuck, but even a dead fuck is better than a hand. “Any which you can you should make me satisfied to only fuck your cunt you little bitch!”

That was when she opened her mouth and let a little moan of pain and pleasure escape. If she thought that would suffice then she was way wrong. I was so determined to make her scream that I pulled every inch out of her only to ram it back in. I got my desired effect from the little bitch.

“FUCKNOTSOHARD!”

“Why the rumors on the streets is that you live to be fucked through things!”

I don’t know how but she managed to get a mouth full of phlegm up and spit it up at me. It would have connected if I didn’t block it with the palm of my left hand which I brought down hard over her left cheek. Her flesh began swelling and reddening which made her call out.

I pumped in and out of her so much that I was surprised that I didn’t tense up sooner than I did. A good eight or ten minutes passed before I felt things tensed down below. I didn’t want to help the cops out, so I pulled out of her cunt and got up so I could sit on her tits. From there I sprayed her upper chest, chin and face with a good four long rope of seed.

The video ended with her cries of, “OHGODITSBURNINGMYLEFTEYE!”

I got up and stood on her side and smiled as I raised my right hand and brought it down hard and fast across her left tit. I balled my left hand up into a fist and dropped from shoulder height into her right eye socket.

She moved then, curling up into a fetal position facing the back of the couch. She flattened hard against the padded back, crushing her tits into the fabric. I used the time to get dressed and do a little search around. I found a cutlery set in a wooden box, a pair of candlesticks that I should be able to hock at the pawn shop.

Suddenly the video recommenced, showing me packing everything in a duffel bag I found in the hall closet. As I went back into the living room she was still facing the back of the couch, her little ass on display which gave me the idea of where the serving spoon from the cutlery set should go!. Putting the duffel bag down and getting the cutlery set out, I opened it and extracted the serving spoon and put an evil smile on my lips as I approached her.

She didn’t move, tried to stay as still as a statue while I grabbed her top ass cheek and pull it away from the other to give my access to the brown wrinkled hole there. I placed the rounded of the handle to her asshole and forced it inside, moving as fast as her tight sphincter muscle would allow it to penetrate it. Oh now, she was streaming Billy blue murder as i buried the spoon in her ass so only the half bowl was able to be seen.
I slapped her to the back of the head. “Damn I had better, but as i said even a lousy fuck is better than a hand!”

“I gathered the duffel bag and made my way out ,first going to the pawn shop over on Third street then the motel on Ninth and Cumbersal, where you found me!”

The pair just looked at me then at each other and the white moved around to me, unlocking me from the table. “So Darlinghurst I’m arresting you on Rape, Assault and Theft under $1000. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law!”

The cuffs close on my wrist now behind my back and I’m marched out of the room to a cell where I’m still waiting to see an attorney  and I’m sporting a semi hard-on thinking that I should have fucked her in the ass before spooning her!

Ah well maybe when I get out!

The End

[nickamano]

I felt a little sorry for Lynette in the great Wild West short (I've written a number of stories in that era myself and her life would not have been pleasant, or very long lasting).

The "OHGODITSBURNINGMYLEFTEYE!" Line in the one above had me cracking my sides!
Would have been fun to have a snippet of footage on the nanny-cam showing a couple of cops taking a turn with Carried Longfellow before it suddenly cuts off, the two detectives exchanging a look and an eyeroll.

Thank you for all of these fantastic shorts.

[To-Get-Her]

I try not to make it seem that the police are corrupt in my stories. Too much inherited respect for family members who were police officers! Glad you are liking the stories nickamano, making thinking them up easier to do knowing at least one enjoys my efforts!
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#47                                                                                Offered Pussy

She was laying in bed, crying her eyes out. Cum dripping out of her freshly fucked cunt and asshole. Every now and then she would comment, “My ass still burns!”. I told her hours earlier that she was only infatuated with me but she swore that she would do anything for me. Wonder if she was still willing to do anything for me!

My mind wanders back to eight PM when a rap came to my trailer door. I was sitting in a pyramid of empty beer cans and ashtrays but somehow got the gumption to get up and answer the door. There she was a nineteen year old blond brunette who should have been going off to college rather than stand in my doorway.

She was trim I would say about one hundred and twenty- five pounds. Long legs, a decent rack on her  and a smile that according to all those Hallmark movies would melt the heart of the guy next door. But I wasn’t a guy next door type, I was just under five foot eight with the beginning of a beer gut  who cursed more than a sail on leave every considered doing.

“Oh god not you again!” Taking steps away from the door, but that didn’t stop her from coming in and closing the door behind her. “Look, did I make myself clear that little girls don’t do anything for me!” Maybe if I restated that she would take the hint and leave.

If anything she took the exact opposite position. “But Mr. Wilson, I know I can make you happy, if you would just allow yourself to try!” She was dressed in a white t-shirt that barely hid the fact that she wasn’t wearing anything under it and a pair of shorts that I swore was nothing more than a piece of fabric stretched around the waistband.

I never said anything out loud that  she was my type but even I knew that it’s not everyday you get a free cunt to fuck! Since she seems more than willing then it was only right to give her what she wanted. So as I passed the threadbare couch, she was right behind me, I made my move, turned around and socked her hard in the jaw.

She crumpled down, part on the couch, part on the floor. She didn’t have much weight on her so my two hundred and twenty had no problem getting her fully onto the couch. One handful of fabric and a quick jerk up, her cunt was exposed and my cock started to harden at the sight.  I didn’t waste any time, shucking off my cut off shorts and letting my hard cock stick out in front of me.

I dropped onto her and forced her legs apart with my knees than I flexed my hips forward and drove my cock into a tight hole that had me looking down thinking that I just penetrated her asshole instead of her cunt. Seeing my cock buried into her shaved little cunt, I began sawing in and out of her as if she was the last broad I would ever get in my life. She woke, screaming in pain, something about never having a cock in her cunt before, or some shit like that. The only effect on me was to speed up my thrusts.

The few times I managed to concentrate on her eyes, they seemed to be rolling around her eye sockets, eventually settling on going up inside her eyelids. She did moan in pain about me hurting her and all I did was think about what fucking her in the ass was going to be like.

I came deep in her and that started her crying about not being on the pill. It didn’t matter to me, all I wanted was the next glass of rum and coke.  Getting up, I went into what passed as a kitchen and made myself one. Sitting at the kitchen nook supported by ten phone books I drank it down and watched her lying there on her back, only the sounds of her sobs coming my way.

“Oh Christ, any which way you can, suck it up buttercup!”

She stopped the sobbing sounds but she didn’t do anything to cover her cunt. “Hey you’re dripping on my couch and I have to sleep there when I drink too much!”

Apparently she either didn’t hear me or gave a shit, which pissed me off even more. I got up and went back to the couch, grabbing her by the hips and forcing her up over onto her stomach. The tight little ass directly facing me and I believed that I could hear it crying out, wanting to be stuffed.

Well never let it be said that I didn’t take her at her word to do anything for me. So I dropped onto her, my hands grabbing an ass cheek and spreading them wide so I saw the hidden hole. Damn, as I placed the head of my cock hard against her asshole, I pushed but at first, it resisted to part to let my cock go in. Four, five then a sixth time I just managed to get the front of my cock between her sphincter. At least ten more tries passed before I was able to pop inside her ass.

“OHMYGODITSTOOBIGANDITSBURINGMYHOLE”

Well if that was encouragement, then what was. Finally after what had to be my twentieth time I buried my full length in her ass and got my cock moving so that the cries from her eyes blurred her face. The screams must have woken the entire trailer park and the surrounding miles.

I knew I didn’t last very long before unloading my balls deep into her ass. I got off her and went to the head whistling, while she moved in such a motion that she fell off the couch onto the wooden floor, still moaning about how her asshole burnt!

When I came back out she was crawling her way towards the front door and I just said “Hey,  come back anytime you want to show me what you’re willing to be for me!”

Little did I know that that would be the last time I saw her! Pity since no one else seems to be offering me any pussy!

The End

[JustJess_33]

So much to catch up on and individually pick out.
But let me say this that you inspire me to return with your wonderful writing
I’ll say it again this anthology should be a guidebook to anyone starting to write, improving their skills or just feeling homesick for the RU
Merits incoming my good friend xxx

[To-Get-Her]

This anthology is just a way for me to get fast scenarios out of my head. like the following...!

#48                                                                                  The Homecoming

I haven’t been back home since the night I took my new step sister and ‘welcomed’ her into the family. She was tight for nineteen but by the time I was through with her she could have taken two cocks at once and still never have touched them. I immediately left home, eventually signing up with the merchant Marines and working exclusively in the Southern China Sea Area.

Every day I expected to have a cop touch me on the shoulder and arrest me. But nothing came and I eventually got thoughts about returning home at least for a visit. I mean she would be twenty-four now and must have gotten over what I did to her. Little did I know that Dad and his new wife left, transferring the house to her.

So that was how things went  from the time I left until I came home that found me  staring at the house across the street. I was trying to get the courage to so up and knock, really hoping either dad or his wife would answer the door. Finally after swallowing a few gulps of air, I got the courage to cross the street and knock on the door.

I heard movement from inside and looking at the welcome mat was surprised when the door opened and time stood still. She just stood there, her mouth gaped open, stunned by my appearance. “Hey Jenny,
How’s things, dad or your mother around?”

She didn’t acknowledge me, didn’t tell me to fuck off, hell she didn’t even try to prevent me squeezing past her and going inside. “So how’s things been got fucked ever again?”

She turned around and started to tremble as if remembering our last time together in this house. She was still standing there stunned when I reached around and closed the door for her. She was dressed in a sky blue t-shirt that hung on her as if she was emancipated under it. Who knows maybe she was. Lord knows the pants she had one were at least two sizes too big for her

Now Alone, together I continue to call her by her name. “So Jenny, you plan on answering

So do you plan on answering anything I ask you?”

“You have a lot of nerve coming back here Clint!” Her voice trembling as if she was terrified being alone with me after all these years “What the fuck do you want you motherfucking bastard?”

“Is that anyway to talk to family?” She was pissing me off, and I let her know it by grasping her right wrist and turning her around in an Aikido hold. Instantly she started begging me not to hurt her. With her face pressed into the wall, I reached around and was a bit surprised to feel her breasts were just as big as when I 'welcomed' her to the family. Maybe she needed reminding what I could do when we were alone.

She remained there trembling a bit more as I brushed her breasts. Back then I had a few pounds on her but now five years later I had over a hundred pounds and Aikido knowledge that would make it easy to make her do anything I wanted, up to and including letting her ‘welcome‘ me home.

She must have sensed what I was thinking, for she lifted the hem of her t-shirt up  while babbling about not wanting me to hurt her. Then she screwed up by telling me that Dad and her mom left her the house when they moved to North Carolina to run a bakery.

“So let me get this right, it’s only you and me here?”

“Oh god yes, please don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything you want, just don’t hurt me!”

Oh that sounded like a test to me. “Alright tell you what get the fucking laundry off and we’ll discuss what you’re going to let me do!”

Her eyes closed as she lifted her t-shirt up as far as her left hand would allow/ I let go of her right hand so she could use both hands to take off her t-shirt then her sweatpants. She was just in a foam bra and a thong which wouldn’t protect her from anything I chose to do to her.

Even after five years she still had a decent body for a chick her age. I turned around to face me and started to move her bra over her breasts. My right knee got between her legs and split then so she was standing with them spread shoulder width apart. My right hand dropped between her legs and easily got inside the small material that made up her thong. I started to finger her pussy lips. Tracing then before penetrating her pussy and turning my attention to her clitoris.

She started to moan as I played a tattoo on her clit. “Oh god please don’t touch me there!” but I noticed that she never tried to either move my hand away or to close her legs.

I got a solid hold on her thong and gave it a pull, exposing her pussy into view. Now I didn’t hold back adding more fingers to her clitoris which had her going weak in the knees.

“Oh no that won’t do, let’s go somewhere so you can sit down or better yet lay down before you fall down from what I’m doing to you.”

She never said anything, just breathed a little faster as I walked her into the living room. It was still decorated in Ikea chic. The couch was the same one I ‘welcomed’ her into the family on all these years ago.

“Please, not on the couch!”

Now that made me smile as I returned to fingering her pussy. She squirmed against my hand as if trying to get it inside her. “Oh does someone want something bigger and harder inside her?”

She was ashamed to look at me, ashamed by what came out of her mouth “Please, I haven’t been with a man since you…!”

“I what?”

Quietly, “Fucked me  before going away!”

“And do you want me to fuck you again for coming back?”

She started to tear up, she didn’t say anything, just  opened her legs as wide as possible and  put her arms over her head, over the arm of the couch. I knew that she was once more mine to do anything I want to do. Since I’ve been on ships most of the last five years this was going to be a chance to fuck a female, whether she wanted it or not.

I shucked off my pants and underwear. My cock was already hard and it didn’t take any effort to jam it into her pussy. She cried out in distress as I pumped in and out of her pussy. Much like last time she never said anything to me, just looked away from me as if trying to think about anything else by getting fucked by me.

After a few minutes she started to meet my downward thrusts as if she wanted it even deeper into her pussy.. After a good ten minutes I blew my load deep into her and once more she got a distant look in her eyes

“Sorry I missed Dad and your mom but it was great getting ‘welcomed’ back by you Jenny, who knows maybe I’ll stick around and really show you how good it is to be back!”

She went into convulsions right there on the couch and I freaked out. I dressed and made a beeline to get as far away as I could. I  was at least three blocks away before I slowed down and wondered if I just left her dead in the house.

Suddenly I was filled with guilt and decided to relieve it by going back to the Merchant Marines. Who knows, maybe in a few more years I may come back and see what’s was happening!

The End

[To-Get-Her]

#49                                                                                 Mama's Boy

It’s been such a pleasure to know that my Douglas was a man that all the girls I’ve introduced him to felt they could never date. Not that I wanted him to stay with me, but even though I picked them out for him they just never measured up to my expectations for My Douglas. I often wonder what went on during their first date, that I went out and bought one of those nanny cams made especially for mature men- a Ferrari sports car with cameras for headlights.

I knew that by the end of the evening I would have a very good idea what went on as Douglas was having a date with Georgia, a hot redhead with a body that Douglas always claimed to be attracted to when we go out shopping at the grocery store. Georgia arrived a good fifteen minutes earlier than the eight o’clock agreed upon time. I was on my way out to visit Abigail when she knocked on the door.

I opened the door and invited her in, then called up to Douglas and waited as he came down the stairs dressed in a white polo shirt and a pair of tan Khaki pants. Like a true gentleman that I raised him to be, Douglas went up to Georgia, who was dressed in a summer frock, and reached out his hand to shake hers. 

I always reminded Douglas that a proper female didn’t like to be ‘pawed’ over like a melon. There was no need for him to kiss and take a taste of the female in question until she offered it!

I went out, got into my car and got my iPad out and made sure that the nanny cams in both the living room and in his bedroom were working before making my way to Abigail’s. The ten minute trip zoomed by as I listened to Douglas and Georgia getting to know each other. Like a proper gentleman he was, Douglas paid very close attention to what Georgia was saying.  A perfect host, Douglas offered Georgia a drink, which he got up and went to the kitchen to make.

There was a lapse in the conversation as Douglas was in the kitchen. The Nanny cam in the flower vase showed Georgia getting up and looking at various things on the shelves and pictures hung on the wall. I can’t say I was unimpressed by this but apparently that was what the mental doctor says is that it’s normal human behavior. All I knew, I didn't agree, it just proved that the person is a busybody in my opinion.

Finally Douglas came back into the picture and sharp words were exchanged and I swear that my Douglas grabbed Georgia by the elbow of her right arm and physically dragged/ forced her to go upstairs with him.
I just pulled into Abigail’s driveway when the picture from the Ferrari nanny cam started to show Douglas and Georgia coming into his bedroom. Now Douglas knew I forbade him from having anyone in his bedroom if I wasn’t present, so I couldn’t figure what was going on. Then I started to rub my eyes, not believing what I was seeing.

Douglas grabbed the front of Georgia’s summer frock and was pulling it up over her head. Within seconds I heard “Douglas, what are you doing?” and watching Georgia stand there trying to use her arms to cover herself. She was only clad in her white bra and a matching pair of panties. She was trembling as Douglas slapped her arms down then slapped her across the chin, knocking Georgia down.

Douglas then picked her up and tossed her onto his bed and began to take his clothes off. OH, I had to close my eyes  by placing my hands over them. Every few seconds I would split my first two fingers to see what was going on.

There was Douglas naked as the day he was born, sitting on top of Georgia, pulling her bra up in such a way that the straps broke and came off her breasts. Douglas lowered his head and began to take the nipples of her left breast into his mouth. Oh my god I was appalled that Georgia tempted my Douglas like that, what an amoral female she was.

Georgia started to blubber as she tried to say something through her obvious tears. I swear that she was telling Douglas to “Stop, leave me alone!” But the scarlet bimbo continued to offer my Douglas her breast and I was sure she was trying to get him to do things with what she possessed between her legs.

My Douglas apparently gave into what Georgia wanted, as he removed his underwear then hers and positioned himself between his legs. I gasped in shock and Douglas began to move up and down on her body. I was shocked that Douglas would go against all I had tried to install in him growing up. I don’t know what Georgia was saying because she was crying so much that anything coming out of her mouth made no sense to me.

All I knew, any which way I could I had to get back to protect my Douglas from that little slut! I back out of Abigail’s driveway, spinning my tires until the smoke, before shooting off towards home. On the iPad screen, Douglas has gotten off Georgia and the little slut had gotten up and rolled over so that she was supported by her hands and knees, putting her behind fair in Douglas’s face. More movement than Georgia was once more crying while trying to talk.

I tossed the iPad onto the back seat, disgusted by what I was both hearing and seeing. The trip to Abigail’s took ten minutes but I made it back home in under five minutes. Two police cars were on my tail as I pulled into the driveway. Parking the car. I got out and rushed for the front door, quickly followed by the policemen. I got the door open as A naked Georgia came half running /half falling down the stairs, Douglas just as naked coming down crying out.

“Where do you think your going I haven’t fucked that ass yet!”

The police officers went around me and grabbed Douglas and wrestled him to the floor while Georgia tried to get up and go around me.

“Delta Edward Eagle requesting backup at 2469 Holloway Street, female sexual assault officer required and EMTS!”

Good the police were going to make sure Georgia didn’t get a chance to do anything more to my Douglas. As I tried to go comfort Douglas, the one officer had the nerve to push me away.

“He’s under arrest for suspicion of Sexual Assault and Forcible Confinement, You are not allowed to talk to the suspect. We would suggest you contact a lawyer to meet him at Precinct 69!”

Then the pair wrestled Wrestled Douglas up and found a coat and covered him. Others arrived and Georgia was helped onto a stretcher and placed in the back of an ambulance.

From there I was so flustered that when Harold Goldberg, my lawyer, told me he would meet me at the precinct, I had no idea why I would go to the precinct.  I rushed up the stairs and was about to break the Ferrari when another officer stopped me and took the Ferrari for what he called potential evidence.

I left when Douglas was taken away in the back of a police car and got to the precinct a good half hour before Goldberg.  It was well into the morning before I was allowed to see Douglas, who by then was dressed in an orange jumpsuit which didn’t do him justice.

Over the next few months, Douglas was taken in and out of court, Refused Bail and made to stay in a dreary detention center. I was only allowed to visit him on Wednesdays and I passed on how Georgia was doing from what I was allowed to find out by saying I was her mother.

That was when I was arrested as an accessory and for trying to obstruct a police investigation. Over two years later My Douglas was found guilty by a corrupt judge and district attorney and sentenced to ten years in a federal prison. A few months later I was found guilty and made to serve two years in a prison for loving my son!

I started to agree with Former President Trump, the American justice system was broken!

The End

[To-Get-Her]

Proudly

#50                                                                              Raping My Stalker

I first noticed her one morning when I got home from work. She just moved into the building a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t think anything about her, she seemed to stay to herself and I rarely ever talked to anyone in the building since they wouldn’t really want anything to do with me if they ever found out about my little pastime! But more and more I would see her around the building or up on the hill to the back of where my apartment window gave me a view.

Months passed, and she still hadn’t said anything to me. A few mornings, I found her walking the hallway outside of my apartment on the fifth floor. Just for the hell of it, I followed her one morning, going to the seventh floor  and went into an apartment after she unlocked the door.

I told my girlfriend about it and she joked that I had a stalker so I better be extra careful or something would happen. I just laughed at that and put it out of my mind. That was until one Monday morning, I came home to find the apartment door open, but no one was inside. Once more I just filled it in my mind and forgot all about it.

Twice more it happened during the week and I reported it to the office, who said they would have the night security guard pay a little more attention to the cameras in the hallways. Maybe it was the cynic in me, I wanted to say, *Oh before or after he watches his porn on his phone!*

I just turned around and went back to my place, where I once again found the door open, but this time there was someone on my daybed in the living room. The way the light came through the ten foot high window cut across the for on the daybed, but it didn’t prevent me from seeing that the person was naked. Just laying there on the daybed as if it was an everyday occurrence.

“Well make yourself at home, why don’t you!”

The person sat up and I got a full view of both their face and chest.  Then my mind clicked and I at least had a general idea of who was in my apartment. It was the girl who my girlfriend joked was my stalker. Up close I saw that she was a brunette with a decent pair of tits that sat high on her chest.

“Oh please forgive me, I just wanted to make sure you understood what I could offer you when we start to date!”

I started laughing at that. “Well obviously you have no idea what I do in my pastime!”

She raised her left eyebrow, as if intrigued by my comment. She laid back on the daybed and closed her eyes so she had no idea that I started to strip off what I was wearing. Naked, I moved to the front of the daybed and climbed on top of her. Pressing her into the foam mattress.

Her eyes shot open and she tried to dislodge me off her. The only thing she achieved was to allow me to get my knees between her legs and spread her legs apart.

“Hey!, what are you doing?”

I didn’t wait, I flexed my hips and drove my hardened cock into her pussy. She cried out in pain from the penetration which I drowned out but telling her the obvious.

“Why fucking my stalker, after all is that what you wanted from breaking in here!”

I pulled out until only the tip was still between her pussy lips, then I rammed my cock back inside as deep as possible. She continued to cry out in shock and pain to which I just ignored.

“OHJESUSCHRISTI’MSORRYTHATIEVERCAMEINHERE!”

“Oh no, you can’t be sorry when we are getting to know each other very intimately!”

“BUTTHISISN’THOWIWANTEDTOKNOWYOUFIRST!”

As I continued to pump my cock in and out of her pussy. “Oh then how did you want to get to know me, up your asshole perhaps?”

Her eyes clouded over with water and as I stated to tense up within her pussy “OHGOGNONOTTHATWAY!”

“Ah too bad because before you get out of her, that’s where my cock will be going next!”

Now she started to outright cry large tears as I let her know what was about to happen “Here it comes!”

Long streams of hot cum splashed against her inner pussy walls. And her eyes rolled up into her skull before she blacked out.

As I got off her, I swept her up in my arms and took her to the bedroom, where I laid her on the bed, front first and used towels to tie her spread-eagle to the legs of the bed. I went into the ensuite and washed my cock clean before applying a thin coat of Vaseline, Prepped and with the Vaseline bottle in my hand, I returned to her on the bed. I applied a coat of Vaseline to her asshole and its sides before poking my middle finger into her asshole to apply Vaseline to her bowel.

She began to stir as I removed my finger and climbed back on top of her. I aligned my cock and began to press it hard against her asshole. It was after the fifth attempt that I finally managed to get the tip inside her.  Oh her screams were like an opera’s diva singing and gave me even more incentive to get my full cock deep into her ass.

She screamed and cried, blubbering about how I was hurting her

“Get use to it because I’m going to fuck this little ass every chance I get!”

Like her pussy I fucked her as if she was just a hole to shove my cock in.  Once more I tensed up before firing my load deep into her bowels.  I released her and rolled her onto her back before moving her to the edge of the bed and made her sit up. I held my cock to her lips and she trembled as she opened her mouth and cleaned off my cock from the combined juice and Vaseline.

After that she just sat there, cum dripping from both her asshole and her pussy. She just stared straight ahead until I told her to go into the bathroom and clean herself. Up she got and stumbled her way into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Twenty minutes passed before she emerged, dry but still naked. She came to the living room where I had her take a seat in front of me on the floor.

“So what’s your name?”

“Lisa Fuller!”

“I burst out laughing at that. “Wow, I bet you feel Fuller now than you did before you came into my apartment?”

She didn’t reply, just lowered her eyes to look at her legs bent under her.

“Can I go home now sir?

“I don’t know, do you think you learned why it's wrong to stalk a stranger?”

A quiet, “Yes Sir!”

That was when I reached out and grasped both sides of her head and pulled her towards my crotch.

“Too bad I thought that you needed the lessons re-enforced before you were free to go!”

I had her suck my cock once more before taking her back to the daybed and fucked her a few more times in both her pussy and ass.

When I did let her go, I reminded her of what she was going to do from now on.

So any which way possible you are going to come here whenever I call you and do anything I want, aren’t you Lisa?”

“Yes Sir!”

With that she left, returning whenever I wanted to fuck by my girlfriend wouldn’t fuck me! Which after getting Lisa seemed quite often!

The End

[To-Get-Her]

#51                                                                  "Doctoring" The Patient

On my god she was either more screwed up than I thought or so damn naive that she never considered that I had ulterior motives for getting her somewhere there would only be the two of us. I knew when I heard the doorbell and saw the silhouette through the rayon curtains on  the curtain on the windows to each side of the front door that my greatest desire was going to come true.

I peeked out the left hand side window and saw my patient standing there, innocently dressed in a white blouse, checkered man tie and a pair of dress slacks that tonight would be the time to really treat her as if she was mine. I slid the deadbolt and opened the door so that she could easily see right down the hall.

“Ah Miss Park, won’t you come inside!’ Taking a step back and to the right side  so she could come in and hang up her jacket over her left arm up before I took her deeper into my lair. All the while my inner perverted voice was saying *Ah Miss Park, come in so I could park something inside you!*

“Thank you Doctor Menze!” In she came going past me but not fast enough to hide the subtle scent of perfume she was wearing. My mind wondered to what other scent I could get from her before she left my abode. With a nod, I went to place my arm on her left elbow to guide her into the cum office/ living room.

There was the stereotypical divan with a high back wing chair to it right. Above the top arms of the divan was a multi wattage lamp I used to make the person on the couch more comfortable.

She let me show her in and as if this was an everyday occurrence she went right to the divan and sat down before speaking. “Things has changed slightly, Doctor Menze.”

“Really Miss Park, why don’t you tell me about the change”

She spun around onto the couch, laying down so that her head was on the pillow at the head of the divan.. I reached over and turned the lamp onto its lowest setting, barely illuminating her facial features.

“Well doctor I was on the subway yesterday afternoon a little after leaving work when I saw him across the car. He was about fifty, hair slightly lighter than yours and in my mind I envisioned him getting up and coming towards me, taking his cock out of his pants and standing in front of me and ordering me to take it into my mouth.”

She paused and began to move her hands, her right hand went underneath the fabric of her waistband of both her slacks and what she had on underneath. Her left hand went to the corresponding breast which she slowly drew circular patterns on the breast underneath her blouse and possible bra.

Damn just seeing this made my cock start to move in my pants and underwear. I repositioned myself in the seat of the chair to alleviate  the tightness in my pants front.

She continued, “At first I thought I had imagined it but when I could finally recall things we were coming through the underground tunnel between Danforth and Coxwell and there was something white and liquidly on the seat beside me and in my right hand.’

I thought that I saw her eyes were still close as she spoke and my thought was confirmed when she moved her left hand from her breast and was reaching out as if to grasp something she was imagining.

“It was then that I saw a hard cock dripping just a few inches from me!”

I had a feeling I knew where this was leading to so I got up and took my cock out of my fly. As if with a weird sixth sense her hand closed around the shaft of my cock and began to traverse it back and forth

“I heard him begin to moan in pleasure as I worked his entire length with my hand!”

I began to moan in extreme pleasure as if to reassure her that she was still in her memories about the situation she found herself in, Damn!, if this was how good she could jerk off a cock in her dreams I want to find out if reality equaled dream time.

“He got larger as I worked him  and soon I felt him ejaculate into the chest of my blouse, soaking through my blouse. Others around us started to clap and wolf whistle and that snapped me out of my delusions. I was so embarrassed that I bolted off the car when it stopped and the door opened, or at least I thought I did!”

“What do you mean thought?”

“Well, I was no sooner off the car than I was on something soft and my pants and underwear were down to my ankles and I felt something heavy get on top of me”.

Now even more determined to keep her talking and to reinforce her memories, I moved so that she let go of my cock and accepted me gently dislodging her lacks and to my surprise a golden thong. With them down, I mounted her and as she recommenced speaking I penetrated her in time to her words

“He was between my legs his hard cock entering me over and over as I was fucked against my will!’  Then she paused before giving me her thoughts.  “And you know what doctor I was kind of liking what was happening to me!”

I took that as encouragement and really started to fuck her as if she was going to be the last female I would ever get a chance to fuck ever again Picking up the thrusting in and out of her pussy I waited with baited breathe for her to continue.

Finally as I started to feel the tingling sensation in my balls she spoke. “He fucked me like I was only there to pleasure him and no one else. Then he came in me and moved off me and I felt myself surrounded by people and covered by a blanket!”

I came in her and did like her dream lover did, got off  and replaced her thong and slacks. I got myself together  before retaking my seat across from her. She came too unaware of what I did to her while she related things to me.

We talked as if to continue our session and when the alarm bell went off, we both got up and I showed her to the door. As I opened the door, she turned to me and told me a disturbing fact.

“Oh Doctor Menze. I forgot to say that the police caught the man who raped me!” Pausing then “He ran from the station and got hit by a bus about two hundred yards from where he raped me!’ Then she asked the most terrifying thing anyone had ever asked me.

“Any which way, You don’t plan to run from here, do you?

The End