Choice

When he walked over to me and dropped his towel to expose his erection, I did what any semi-respectable cum whore would, I grabbed his dick and started sucking. Mesmerized by the masculine smells of the locker room and the sight of a man's dick, I blocked out that another two of my teammates were watching the events unfold. Up until this point in my life I had kept my status as a cum dump a secret from my teammates.

A couple nights a week and every Friday and Saturday night, I would drive two counties over to a truck stop by the highway and satisfy my need to serve by working the center stall of the toilets. The center stall had jizz encrusted glory holes on both sides, which allowed me to get spit roasted by random men for several hours, each visit, anonymously. That stall was my happy place. I loved the feeling of a hard cock shooting its wad deep in me. That hot creamy load of a stranger's potential babies willingly committing suicide in my infertile pussy makes me feel worthy. I have learned to clench my cunt tightly to keep all that spent sperm inside me as long as possible. In my experience, most men who use a glory hole, seem to enjoy punching their hard, raw cocks into a cummy, warm, wet, glorified flesh-lite. It's feeling other men's cum already lubricating my pussy that allows them to let loose and fuck my cunt with wild abandon. A jizz filled twat tells them that I understand my role as cum dump.

The problem is that all that time on my knees in a dirty toilet stall instilled in me an automatic response when presented with a man's dick...get it inside one of my two holes and immediately start pleasuring it. Before I could process the fact that I was in the college's locker room and not a truck stop toilet, his cock was already in my throat.

At this point I had two choices...I could try to play it off as a joke, which had, maybe, a 2% chance of success or I could drop my shorts and offer my two remaining teammates my other hole to use.  

Wanna guess which one I chose?

It Was Only Fair

"Can't... fucking... stop..!" Your little brother said as he slowly, reluctantly, crawled toward his father's naked, sweaty ass. This was the perfect punishment for both of them. Last week your brother smashed a vase and blamed it on you, and your father believed him - as always! 

But now they're getting what's coming to them both since you've finally mastered that hypnosis spell you've been practicing all month.

"What the fuck is happening, son?!" Your father said, shouting back to his youngest son. He couldn't pull himself upright, jutting his ass, fully exposing his pucker as his son crawled closer.

Meanwhile, you were standing just out of sight, eagerly fisting your cock as you listened to the panicked protests of the two. When you finally heard your brother's cries for help being buried inside your father's fat ass you had to let go of your dick, nearly shooting then and there. No, you were going to wait for the next part of the spell, blowing your wad to the sounds of your brother getting fucked by your father's fat dick instead.

What She Really Wants

Muscle-bitches can have all the muscles in the world but, just looking at them, you know they're still bitches.  It’s not what’s outside that makes a MAN, it’s what’s inside.  And inside, where it counts, muscle-bitches are just girls, hoping to attract a MAN'S attention and have him take them in hand and turn the muscle-bitch into the raging, cock-hungry little cum-slut she was always meant to be.  Their muscles are all for show, just like their little limp clitties.  But they figure that, if they put on a good enough show, they just might attract a MAN who’ll use them like the slutty baby girl they really are.  And, looking at this muscle-bitch, she’s probably already squealing while some big-dicked MAN makes himself at home in her pussy.  Or he soon will be.  Of course, that's what the muscle-bitch really wants.  That's what all muscle-bitches really want.

Size Queen

He enjoys seeing the reaction of his baby girl when his cock pushes thru her second pussy and deep into her guts. His experience is that every princess reacts differently to a cock moving entirely thru their cunts and into their colon. It's like he's taking the baby girls virginity for a second time, punching his dick thru a previously un-penetrated part of the princess's body.

Some girls cry out and beg him to pull out, but others, like this one, express surprise at the feeling, but immediately start pushing back, trying to get his cock even deeper in her twat. The girl's reaction determines hows he gets fucked. The girls who try and pull off his dick get pounded hard. They get cunted. He grabs their hips and starts to punch fuck that second puss, forcing the oversized head of his cock back and forth, in and out of the opening. He fucks for his pleasure and his alone. A girl who tries to pull off deserves it hard. The princess who pushes back, however, is allowed to get used to his dick. He goes slowly and talks them through what he is doing. He endeavors to make them enjoy taking his big dick. He tries to helpfully train them on how best to pleasure him. 

Not surprisingly, regardless of how he treats them, gentle or rough, the girls always end up coming back for more. After all, WE exist to serve cock, the bigger the better.

Earning Badges

We kept losing members to a rival scout troop that started a month ago. If we lost anymore we'd have to fold as everyone had fled to the new troop.

This weekend was our annual jamboree with troops from all over and just after breakfast we saw one of the troopmasters from the rival group. A big strapping, good-looking guy built really solid too. My heart skipped a beat. Definitely the type of guy that turned my head, but how would my boring ole Pop know that?

Dad pulled me aside, "You go do whatever it takes to find out what's so special about them. Why are all our guys leaving? I mean, I just don't get it." It was all the permission I needed to be the big ole slut I knew I could be. Hell Bobbie Banks, my best friend, had told me last week that Troopmaster Anderson had popped his cherry.

Troopmaster Anderson caught me following him only a few minutes later. Smirking at me, "talked to Bobby Banks? Or your dad send you to find out why everybody is leaving his troop?"

Hearing my hesitation as I was speechless Troopmaster Anderson smiled at me. "Follow me," He took my hand and led me back to his tent.

"Going to be a real treat to give you a proper pussy. Besides Bobbie says ur hung!"

"Oh, I got a pussy already, Troopmaster Anderson. Uncle Bill cunted me a few months ago."

"I'll be damned. Got me a real lil whore, no busting cherries today, huh?"

Now I have to figure out a way to tell dad that I'm leaving to join the new troop. 

Daddy's Friends

He never knew who or how many ‘friends’ Daddy was bringing home to have him entertain on any given night.  Mickey was expected to entertain Daddy’s ‘friends’ every night.  Sometimes, like tonight, it was only a single ‘friend;’ other times it might be as many as six or seven.  All Mickey knew for sure was that he’d better treat all of Daddy’s ‘friends’ with the utmost respect and with total compliance to their every demand or he’d pay the price for his shortcomings.

Tonight, though, Mickey was relieved to see that not only was there only one ‘friend,’ but the ‘friend’ was obviously raring to go.  Sometimes, Daddy’s ‘friends’ had a tough time getting it up and when that happened, they invariably complained to Daddy.  At least that wouldn’t be the problem with tonight’s ‘friend.’

All things considered, it looked like tonight was going to be a relatively easy night which was good because tomorrow was Saturday and Mickey’s pussy needed as much rest ahead of time as it could get.  On Saturdays and Sundays, Daddy always had a half-dozen or more ‘friends’ lined up for him to entertain all day long and there was a limit to how much cock even a his pussy could take before it began to lose its clutch.

He wasn’t sure how long he could continue servicing Daddy’s ‘friends’ at the pace he was doing it before his pussy did begin to give out.  Mickey didn’t even want to think about what Daddy would do then.

Poor Grades

Poor boy. His father was disappointed with his latest batch of college grades, thinking that the reason that he scored so low was because he was spending all night up tugging on his dick. It was pretty easy to get him into the hypnotist's chair, believing that he was about to be hypnotised 'to be smarter.' 

It was only later that night when he lay down for his nightly wank that he realised that he could no longer achieve orgasm. It wasn't for lack of trying, however, with the boy spending hours futilely pumping his big hog into his tight fist, dribbling pre-cum until he was drooling and sweaty, red-faced and panting, and above all, frustrated.

His father listened in the next room, content, lazily stroking his cock, knowing that the hypnosis had worked, or so he thought. It wasn't till he walked by hhis sons room that he knew the entire thing backfired as his son now had his legs over his head and spread wide as he was working a huge dildo in out of new stretched out pussy.

From Jerry stroking his dick to stretching his starving cunt, Jerry's father knew he may had made a mistake as powerbottom pussyboys were way hornier.

Six Jocks

The six jocks were by far the most popular college students. They were captains of all the different sports teams, beloved by all the teachers, and were constantly bragging about how many girls they got on the regular. It's unsurprising then that they were bullying the nerds around campus and making their daily lives hell. One day, though, they made the fatal mistake of bullying the wrong kid. When the freshman came home, sniffling and red-faced because the jocks pantsed him in front of the entire cafeteria, the boy's older brother took it to his own fans to dole out justice.

He was a hypnotist and a damned fine one at that. He had waited outside the school for the six to walk out together as they always did, before he stepped out and quickly put all six of them into a trance in a few seconds. Checking into a motel room, he had each of them strip off until they were nude. The man chuckled to himself. For such big men, they weren't all... well... big men. He shaved each and everyone one of them completely smooth, smiling as their cocks began to get hard and twitch involuntarily even though he knows that each and every one of the straight jocks are screaming internally at the idea of another man touching their junk. Within an hour, each and every one of the jocks were shaved smooth.

Some of the more well-endowed jocks had their pricks stuffed into tiny little chastity cages, whereas the already baby-dicked ones were allowed to have theirs on display. The brother dressed them all up in cute thigh-high socks and had them line up on the bed. That's when the real fun began. With their holes facing each other, the hypnotist worked a double-ended dildo into each of the boys' puckers. He could see the conflict in their glassy eyes as their holes were invaded, but regardless they couldn't stop their cocks from chubbing up at the idea of being fucked. The man recorded each of the six jocks as they tried to push out the dildoes, only succeeded in fucking their friends, who pushed it back into the other's ass.

The next morning, the six boys were found, delirious in the motel room. None of them remembered anything from the night before, except that their asses were loose and aching. They soon got a reminder of what happened though when they turned on their social media to find their friends and families blowing up their feeds, commenting on the videos that each and every one of them had posted of them being fucked open by the double-ended dildo, already having been shared and saved by enough of their friends that taking it down would be useless. That's all it takes to ruin an ego. 

You See

"You see, son? When I touch your hole and play with it, it feels good, doesn‘t it?“

"Yes, Daddy. It‘s so … wow!“

"I know. Don‘t you want me to feel as amazing as you feel right now?“

"I don‘t know, Dad. I don‘t think I could touch your hole like you do mine."

"Don‘t talk such nonsense! Nothing ever comes near my asshole! But YOUR hole is pussy. It is meant to be penetrated and stimulated. That‘s what my big dick is for. You see, you feel good when you‘ve got something in your pussy. I feel good, when I feel a pussy, like yours, around my dick. I want to fuck you."

"But, Dad … you‘re my father. Is it OK for you to do such things with me?"

"Of course it is. Do you think I‘d do anything with my own son, that‘s not OK?"

"No, Dad. Of course not."

"Good. I‘m glad you know you can trust me. Besides, haven‘t you read the brochure I gave you the other day?"

"I … kind of … only looked at the pictures …"

"That‘s unfortunate. I gave it to you to educate you. Did you jerk off to the things you saw in there?"

"Y-yes, Dad."

"Well, that will have to stop. Tell you what, I‘m going to fuck your pussy and breed you. Afterwards, you may squirt your cum, too."

"O-OK … I think. I‘m afraid it may hurt."

"That‘s possible. But it can‘t be helped. After you have cum, I will lock up your dinky, because you should forget about it."

"Why?"

"Just look at you. Now feel my cock."

"Wow!"

"That‘s right, son. Wow, indeed. Only a big, hard cock, like mine, is useful. Your tiny dinky can pee. But that‘s it. It cannot satisfy anyone or bring pleasure."

"I feel good, when I … do it."

"You can‘t judge that. You never had a real cock. But I do. So I know better. So you have to trust me. Now, spread your legs. I‘m going to fuck you and I will breed you. You will be a good girl and take my dick!“

*gulp* "Y-yes, Dad."

"OK, here I come. Open up. Relax and open up for me. No! Don‘t try to get away!“

"But …"

"Don‘t talk! Concentrate on relaxing your cunt. You must make me feel good inside you."

"Oh!"

"It‘s OK. It will get better, I promise. You just have to trust me and give yourself to me completely. I am your Dad. I squirted you into existence with the fat dick that is now inside you. You must obey me! And you must put my feelings before your own. The most important thing is that I enjoy this. You understand?"

"Y-yes … Da-OH!"

"Relax. Breathe through it. That‘s it. You‘re doing better. Go on like this. Just imagine, you can give me pleasure with your pussy. You can do something to thank me for making you. Do you want me to feel good?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Good. I will get faster and maybe a bit harder now. Remember, this is about me."

"Yes, Dad.…Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh!“

"Yeah, take it! Take my dick! Take that dick! Take my cum! Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrgh!“

"D-did I do well? Do you feel good?"

"Yeah."

"Where are you going?“

"I‘m taking a shower, why?"

„You … you said I could cum, too ..“

"Oh yeah, have at it."

"Won‘t you …"

"What? No, I have no interest. You go on and jack off. It‘ll be the last time before I put you in chastity."

Study

 

"Okay son, this is an easy one... What chemical element is represented by Sb on the periodic table?" The father asked, holding the college chemistry book in his hand as his son struggled to hold himself up, sweaty and panting. He had been told by his teacher that he had been falling behind in his grades, and the father had assured him that he would make sure to study with the boy.

"Uh... uh..." The boy stammered, feeling more and more of the fat dildo slip into his pussy. "AH! Fuck... Uh... Seaborgium?"

The father sighed, pressing down on the bridge of his nose. "Antimony." Walking forward, he used his foot to push out two more books from under his son's feet as the boy panicked and gasped, almost pleading to his father not to take any more away but sure enough gravity pulled him a little further down the dildo, making his cock twitch in confused overwhelmed pleasure.

"Next question: What does DNA stand for?" The father rolled his eyes, watching his son panic once again, looking at the few books left on the floor. Looks like they're going to have to have a few of these study sessions..

Party Favor

 

“Hey bro, what do you think of our party favor?”

“Ha, you’ve got her twisted up like a goddamn pretzel! Where’d you get her? She's a real beauty.”

“Found her on Grindr. Her profile said she’s ‘new to the scene and looking for someone gentle and experienced to teach her the ropes.’ Stupid cunt, can you believe it?.

“Well, we can ‘teach her the ropes’ alright. That tight pink lil pussy is just begging to get fucked open. How many people are coming over tonight, like twenty? By the end, she’ll be gaping so wide open I’ll be able to put my fist in there! Any reason you’ve got her mouth taped up? I might be in the mood for a blowie after I have a go at her pussy.”

“You can take the tape off though, so long as you’re gonna plug her throat with your cock.”

“Fuck yeah. You hear that, bitch? You’re in for a long night!”

Daddy POV

Sometimes I’ll make a baby gurl do a little pussy training before I fuck her for the first time. This isn’t just to be nice, it’s to make her an active participant. I wanna see what she’ll do when she has to lift her legs, spread her cheeks, and press a big silicone cock inch by inch through her tight cunt. Nobody’s there to force it in, but with the amount of pictures I’ve got of her, she knows she had no choice but to go through with it. 

Her only choice is how much time she spends agonizing over it. How long she spends with the dildo pressed up against her lubed up entrance, or with just the tip poking its way inside. Regardless, she’s eventually going to wind up with that flared base rubbing against her taint and nine inches lodged up her stretched out twat. Daddy loves her all stretched out so he can rut to his hearts desire. Give her pussygasm after pussygasm after pussygasm.

It's just the way this Daddy likes it. And if I happen to be in the room as she's pegging herself even better for me as I can see first hand how she craves to take big dick. Some girls are better than others, that I can attest to. But this lil bitch is beyond talented and knows she's meant to take any dick offered her and has. A lot of the time not even knowing the tops name. Because for her it doesn't matter what his name is. All she cares about is getting that load bred into her. She thrives best as a cum dump and I oblige her as MY girl. 

Of course all of my friends who are Daddies have fucked and bred her too. Some of them multiple times. It what good Daddies do--- share their girls. And especially when they are girls.... for girls fuck differently than just plain ole bottoms who don't embrace the ideas of "girl-hood". For girls like mine know its one cock plus one pussy equals happiness. She's the typ who needs something in her a lot of time. Again I oblige her demanding pussy training, plugging and pegging fun with her lil princess friends who put on lesbian shows for Daddy and his friends.