Happy Birthday

Even as Kalvin groaned in agony as his own father continued fucking his virgin asshole, he could hear his grandfather, lying next to him on the sofa, mocking and jeering at him, telling him how much the old codger was going to enjoy reaming out Kalvin’s ‘boy twat’ after his son had finished with it.  

“Quite the birthday present, isn’t it, boy.  You’re one lucky little bitch.  Some of your friends will get a car on their nineteenth birthday.  You, though, you’re getting a cunt cored out of your ass.  Now your friends’ cars, they’re gonna last five, maybe ten, years, but that pussy your Dad’s giving you, that’s gonna last your entire life.  And trust me, boy, you’re gonna be giving other dudes a lot more rides in your cunt than your friends can ever hope to give with their cars.  And they’ll be a lot more enjoyable rides, too – at least for the dudes taking them.  God knows, I’m looking forward to my first ride – the first of many more to come, I promise you.  I’m planning on two, three rides every day.  Every day from now on.”

Kalvin wanted to make some smart retort, wanted to tell the old fuck that there was no way in hell that Kalvin was gonna let him fuck his ass and seed his new pussy, but with his father actively pounding away at his aching asshole it was all too clear to Kalvin that his grandfather was going to be fucking him just like he was saying.  And there wasn’t a damn thing Kalvin could do about it.

His father had been telling Kalvin for weeks that his nineteenth birthday was going to be something special, something the boy would remember for the rest of his life.  Well, his father was right about that.  Kalvin knew that no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to forget this day.  The day Kalvin’s father turned Kalvin’s asshole into a cunt, and turned his son into a fcum dump fuck-bitch.  Happy Birthday, Kalvin.  Happy Birthday indeed.

Birthday Presesnt

I ran into him while I was out with some friends for lunch.  It was my birthday and he offered to take me shopping.  While we were out I decided to come out to him.  He looked at me and said, "How bout we go back to my place where we can talk about this."  I was grateful that he was so calm but things changed pretty quick when the door closed behind me.  It's not exactly what I expected to happen but I can't say I was disappointed.  He eventually asked me "Do you still want to be a little cock whore?"

Through gritted teeth, and while feeling his cock slide in and out of my pussy I said "Yes Daddy."

He started to go faster "Good, well happy birthday then," he grunted and slammed into me "Here's your present!"

I felt his cock twitching inside me, I guess he was cumming.  

He pulled out and said "Clean yourself up and get dressed, I'm supposed to take you to your surprise party.  Your mom will kill me if we're late.

"Okay Uncle Ben," I said and put my hand to my happily sore pussy to feel his cum oozing out of me.

She'll be even more pissed if she finds out her brother knocked you up on your birthday, so don't tell her.

That's A Good Boy". My 200th post

Kenny had been in the shower for forty-five minutes. Try as he might, he could not get the smell of cum off his skin, out of his nose, or out of his tastebuds. He tried to wash his battered asshole in an attempt to get the other boys' cum out of his formerly virgin hole, but it was too tender. He choked back a groan at how much his new pussy hurt. He wanted to cry, but that was the last thing he wanted the other boys to see.

Kenny stood there letting the water run over him. He felt he would never get clean again. How or when the other boys got it in their mind that they could take turns fucking him, he didn’t understand. But they had. Suddenly and without warning. 

The Captain of the football team walked in behind Kenny. He jumped when the older boy placed his hand on Kenny’s shoulder. He had not been present when the other boys took turns turning him into their personal cum dump.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “it will get better with time, you've got to trust me on this one.” Kenny turned surprised by the words of compassion. The older boy was smiling. Not a leer, just a warm smile. 

“I don’t think, I’ll ever forget this,” Kenny said choking back his tears. The sudden act of kindness made him feel even more vulnerable. 

“Oh, you won’t,” the Captain said as he dropped the towel around his waist. His large hand went down in between Kenny’s ass cheeks gripping them firmly and his hard cock brushed against the boy's ass cheeks. 

“It will get better when you get used to us fucking you every time after practice” he said. The words Kenny had thought were compassion were anything but. 

“Now bend over and assume the position like my boy's taught you earlier,” the Captain said. “I didn’t have the pleasure of enjoying your newly cunted pussy.” Kenny stared in disbelief at the Captain. He looked around quickly. Some of boys, ones who had fucked him earlier, were standing in the doorway blocking his escape. 

“I said turn around and assume the position. Spread your legs, and show me that cunt.” The look on the Captain’s face showed that he was serious and determined to enforce his will.

Kenny started crying and turned around putting his hands on the shower wall and spreading his legs for the older stronger boy.  

"Wider, bitchboi. I said I needed to see your pussy and I don't see pussy" he said kicking Kenny's legs apart.  

“That’s a good boy,” the Captain said grabbing Kenny’s waist and shoving his cock deep in the boy’s well-worn cunt. 

“You’ll see,” the Captain said as he began slowly to grind his cock in and out of the boy’s new cunt. 

“It will get better once you accept your role as our girl. My bet is you will learn to love taking cock. Now stop crying and tell me how much you love a Man’s dick up your pussy. Say it until you actually start believing it.”

Aw, Come On

"Aw, come on. You aren't going to pout now are you?" his older brother cooed to Danny, His large hands on the boy's shoulders rubbing them gently.

"I told you I wasn't ready. I begged you not to and you did it anyway. And not only did you fuck me, you came inside me. I asked you not to," Danny said trying to hold back the tears. "You said you'd go slow and you'd stop if I didn't like it. But you didn't. And, it hurt. A lot," the boy said gently touching his fingertips to his swollen ass lips.

"Oh, come on, just look at your ass," his brother said, trying flattery on the boy. "Any red-blooded Man couldn't help himself. I'm surprised another Man or even Dad hasn't fucked you already. 

Dad was the first to fuck me, and his dick is even bigger than mine trust me, and trust me when I say he'll sooner or later find out I've fucked you without me ever saying a word. You've just got a pussy that's made to be fucked," his brother said smiling. He wrapped His muscular arms around the boy's waist while His broad chest and crotch pressed into the boy.

"Why don't you just admit you liked it?" the brother said.

"Let me hold you down and fuck you next time and you tell me how much you like it," Danny said getting snippy. 

"That's enough," he was brother was angry.

"Look next time, it won't hurt so much. I promise," his brother said softening his tone a bit as he kissed the boy's neck. "The more you let me stretch your pussy out, make it perfect for me and my dick, the more pleasurable you'll find it. You'll see."

"I don't know. I don't think I want to do that again," Danny said. "You were very rough." His brother heard a sniffle, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. The boy was acting like a brat. However, the boy's petulance and the feel of his bubble butt on his crotch made him start to get hard again. 

While his Danny's head was his shoulder he was angered by the boy's resistance and wouldn't tolerate it, in His loins, it turned him on immensely.

"That's enough of that," his brother said firmly. "You're not a chick to be coddled. You're a guy. With a pussy and body made for a Man. A Man like me that will take it when I want and how I want," the brother said pushing Danny face down onto the bed.

"Please," Danny said pleading and trying to get up, "You can't. My pussy still hurts. I can't, not again."  

"I can and I will. You'll learn your place if I have to fuck your pussy every hour on the hour," his brother said, holding the boy down and kicking his legs open and forcing his cock into the boy's well fucked cunt.

Danny moaned out from the 8" dick that was now balls deep inside him.  

"Shut the fuck up and lose the attitude, bitch. You and your pussy are mine. Forever."

You Still Up?

"Uh, hi, your still awake?" Austin said looking at his roommate Paul spread out on the couch. It wasn’t unusual to find him up so late or naked. It was unusual to find him “erect” however and a bottle of lube on the coffee table and gay porn DVD's playing on the tv. 

"Yep," Paul said. "How did the date go? Lots of hot sex?"

"Uh, it was fine. Sandra made me bring her home early. So, no, not a lot of hot sex actually. Um, why are you naked on the couch?" Austin finally asked. 

"Thought you might want to go pussy up for my dick," Paul said.

"Why would I do that?" Austin asked nervously. Paul had never given any indication of a sexual interest in him. Something was up. 

"A little bird told me you went cunt up for Ethan after the party last week. Said you gave great pussy. Figured I'd find out for myself," Paul said slowly stroking his cock. 

"Who told you that?" Austin asked defensively, but not outright denying it. 

"Is it true?" Paul asked.

"We were drunk. We might have fooled around a little. But I NEVER went ass up," Austin said. Image in his fraternity was everything.

"Funny. He had pictures of your pussy lips wrapped around his cock, quite a few pics of you getting dicked down. Want me to show you?" Paul said reaching for his phone. Son of a bitch, Austin thought to himself. He had not counted on Ethan taking pictures. He was too busy enjoying the stud's huge cock to notice he had taken out his phone.

"Look. He made me do it. I didn't volunteer," Austin said. "I didn't ask to go ass up or nothing."

"So? Are you going to make me come over there and make you pussy up for me?" Paul asked. "Or will you just save us both the hassle? We all know he didn't MAKE you do anything. Your pussy was chowing down on our boy's dick like it was a popsicle and you were clearly loving it, so cut the shit"

"Like I said, we we're drunk. I was just curious to see what it was like. I'm not gay or anything," Austin said trying to find a way out of this situation. He realized how stupid his comment sounded after he made it. Of course, it was gay wanting to see what it was like.

"Could have fooled me," Paul said, "for not being gay or anything, you seemed to enjoy lapping up every last drop of cum off his cock after he bred you. Looked gay to me."

"Fuck," Austin said. There was no denying this one and his bro was looking really hot laid back like that. The only real problem is he didn't want to get labelled as an fuck. 

"Ok, just this once. Don't get any ideas that this is going to be a regular thing."

"We'll see. Now come on over, if you liked Ethan's dick in your cunt so much, you're going to love mine." Austin had no doubt he would. He'd always had a bit of a crush on Paul.

Sometimes it just takes a little push to bring out the inner pussy in a boy.

Nothing Is Free

 

“You know,” Brett said to his brother, “we don’t have to go back to Tennessee.”

“What do you mean?” Timmy asked.  

“These guys on Fire Island have lots of fucking money. Why shouldn’t we enjoy some of it. I'm tired of working like a dog on the farm. What do you say we work for ourselves and enjoy the good life?”

“I still don’t know what you mean?” his brother said.

“You let these old rich guys touch your body and suck your cock and they will put you up and give you anything you want. I read about it on the internet,” Brett said.

“No, shit? Really. That’s all we got to do? We don’t have to do nothing for them?” Timmy asked.

“That's right, they’d consider themselves lucky just to be in the same room as us. We’re hot southern boys, what's not to want about us?” Brett said.

Together they walked up to an in shape but obviously much older guy and struck up a conversation. His Prada sunglasses and gold and diamond rings told the boys he was rich. 

“Hey, we were hoping to stay up here for the summer. Do you know anybody that would want to keep two young cute boys and show them something new?” Brett asked putting on his best smile. 

“I think something can be arranged,” the handsome older Man said, smiling back.

The problem with the boys’ line of thinking is that money and comfort are addicting. The older Man knew that. He gave it a month and he’d not only be plowing both of these dumb country boys pussies but he figured he could rent them out to some of his buddies. This would be a great summer. 

After all, nothing is really free.

Couldn't Resist

His son, who he called "baby girl" was built for this. For Daddy, for his big dick, for the fucking and breeding he'd wanted to give her for far too long. For exactly as long as she'd crushed on him, though he had crushed on her first. They both craved this, and that made it right. That made it perfect.

Daddy had known he’d wanted her for years. It wasn’t just how her body seemed to grow curvier —the pink bikini undies that almost stopped his heart every time she wore them; or when she paraded around completely naked. It was how their conversations had grown longer, deeper and more meaningful. How, before he’d realized, three hours might have passed with him telling her everything and anything that came to mind. Her smile. 

But he couldn’t have her. She was budding into his perfect girl. It was wrong. Those tingles he felt when they hugged. Cuddling on the couch watching TV. She always had to “take a shower before bed” after that. He didn’t fucking shower. He didn’t want to wash her scent off him before he stroked his cock to a ball-scrunching orgasm. 

And then, suddenly, it was all real. Of course his little girl had heard some of his boi-whores crow their heads off as her Daddy pummeled their pussies to orgasmic bliss. Of course she had jealously touched herself, whimpering “it should be me, Daddy. I’m yours. I’m your dirty slutty princess.” But he couldn't bring himself to use his son like that.

All it took was one cancelling. He’d had a few too many bourbons. 

“Sit with me, Daddy. It’ll be ok.” She told him. Soon, she was in his lap. Soon, she was leaning over to kiss him. Then again. His hands were on her body. Under her shirt. 

When he finally slid inside her pussy, he knew—they both knew—there was no turning back. This was a peak life experience for them. His cock hurt her just the way she needed. Her cunt felt made to milk him dry. He gazed into her eyes as he fucked her. Those sweet, girlish moans of hers. “I’m not going to pull out, kitten,” he informed her. It was a truth to him. He couldn’t. He knew all his seed needed to be inside her.

“Never, Daddy,” she agreed, “never pull out of me.” She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him as deep into her as she could have him. At that angle, he was sawing on her princess spot. She’d cum when he did, she realized. He’d shoot off into her warm, soaked cunt, and she’d clamp down hard, drawing more and more from him. Into her.  They both knew they’d do this more and more. They’d struggle, but they couldn’t stop. They were meant to be. 

I couldn’t resist having my lil girl naked beneath me like this, her long legs pinned to her chest as I thrust my bare cock inside her. Seeing those big pretty eyes staring up at me, pleading, knowing she’s helpless, her arms pinned by her sides, her bare feet in the air, submitting to Daddy, to my big dick thrusting inside her, fucking her pussy, making her wince and whimper each time she felt me plunge deep inside her. 

Unable to kick or squirm as she feels every inch of me stretching her out, my body slamming into her, fucking her intro the mattress. Trapped inside Daddy’s cocoon, engulfed by Daddy, the feel of me all around her, my body against hers, pinning her, the smell of my sweat in her nostrils, the sound of my voice in her ears telling her how sexy she is going to look with Daddy’s baby in her belly, “You’re gonna be so sexy babygirl, your big swollen belly, Daddy’s not gonna be able to keep his hands off you lil’ girl.” 

Hearing her whimpers as my cock slams inside, impaling her, hitting her deep, begging Daddy to slow down, to stop, that she isn’t ready, her fingers slapping at my thighs, her only futile defense against the onslaught of Daddy’s dick. That desperate look in her eyes, both of knowing she is ovulating, knowing it was too late, that I wasn’t going to stop until she was pregnant, and that she was helpless to do anything but lay beneath me and take it, take Daddy’s cock, take my seed, deep inside. With every thrust, and every whimper, with every kiss, and every grunt, my voice in her ear, telling her “I can’t stop now Princess, you’re too sexy to stop. You’re going to look so good with my baby in your belly. Your whole body’s gonna change for Daddy’s cum, everywhere you go, everyone will know you’re mine. I can’t stop until the whole world knows.” Hearing her grunts and moans and whimpers only makes me fuck harder faster, knowing she would feel this for days after, sore and swollen, feeling me constantly leaking out of her, leaving her sticky and her smelling of my cum.

And I don’t stop, the sight of her, waddling with my baby in her belly, so big she's nude now all the time, making my cock hard. Making me hotter, so that I can’t keep my hands off her, grabbing her randomly in the kitchen, on the couch, fucking her any time of day. Hearing her groans as I finger molest her needy throbbing little princess spot. 

Bending her over wherever I find her. The sight of her there, on all fours,  so needy, her little pussy already moist and dripping at the thought of Daddy taking her, she loves it now, every second, being Daddy’s pregnant bitch, feeling my cock thrusting and fucking her,  each time I slammed into her pregnant pussy, knowing she was mine. Feeling her cunt squeeze and drip around my cock, so grateful now, horny all the time, needy all the time, hungry for the taste of Daddy’s cock.

You Weren't A Good Match For Stacy Anyway

Jake was hysterical when he got to my house.

"Three days before our wedding she tells me she met somebody else?!" He shouted as he barged past me. "Three fucking days?"

"Calm down," I said in a reassuring voice. "It's not like you were a good match for Stacy anyway."

"What the fuck would you know about it?" He turned his anger to me, then he got suspicious. "Do you know something I don't?"

"Yeah," I said, figuring now was as good a time as any to tell him. "You're gay. You have no business being with a woman."

"Don't you  think I'd know if I was gay?" he asked, still angry, but with a bit of fear creeping in to him.

"I think you do know, but you've been repressing it for a long time,"  I told him. "And you've got a crush on me."

"Fuck you!" He was yelling again. "I don't even like you."

"Don't lie to me. You'll be punished for it," I told him in a stern voice. "And by the way, I won't allow you to wear anything other than a jock strap in my house."

He didn't start to struggle until I had his shirt over his head. As his arms were fighting his shirt I used the opportunity to undo his shorts and shove them to his ankles. He wasn't wearing a jock strap, so he'd have to go nude. I then grabbed his shirt and just tore it off him. Before he caught his bearings, I pushed him down on my sofa and quickly stripped off his shoes and socks, then I pulled his boxer shorts off his feet.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He screamed at me as he regained his feet, but then he realized he was standing naked in front of me rock hard, pointing to the ceiling.

"Your punishment for lying to me is you only get spit for lube," I told him calmly. "It's your first time, so it's going to hurt, but it will hurt less over time as you get used to having me fuck your pussy."

"Like hell I am, and I don't have a pussy" he protested, but I grabbed him as he tried to run past me. I put my arms around him, and pushed him back onto the sofa, this time with me on top of him.

I needed both hands to hold him down, so he wasn't going to even get the spit. It was a little rough for me, so it must have been hell for him.  Eventually he realized he had lost, that my dick was in him, and that I was going to get whatever I wanted.

"You're still getting married in three days," I whispered in his ear. "But you're going to be the bride."

"Are you asking me to marry you?" He seemed stunned.

"No, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. You have no say in the matter. You'll be taking my dick and any other dick I say when I say. Your little clitty will get locked at the wedding, and that will be it."

It wasn't the wedding he expected but it was a very good day for him.

Glad He Lost The Coin Toss

Looking at the evident pain on my best friend's face as my dick pushes' past the tight ring of muscles uselessly trying to protect his innocence, masculinity and virginity. I listen as my "buddy" moans like a little girl, as his ass is forced wide open, stretching tight around my dick and is turned into pussy. Just based upon his reaction, it must hurt like hell to have a man, like me, cunt him. 

I know we told each other that this was just an experiment. Both of us would get a chance to try being on top, but fuck that! There is no way I am submitting to another man and letting him fuck me? No fucking way! My buddy already has a cunt, I just gave it to him. One cunt between us is plenty. Someone has to be a man, and since he is currently sliding his brand new pussy up and down on my dick, the choice is obvious. Since he has a pussy, he needs to learn how properly take dick. I am going to enjoy training my friend as a professional cum dump.

The problem, as I now think about the past couple hours, is that only someone gay would willingly let a man stick his dick into him, regardless of any promises of reciprocation. Any guy that willingly would sit on a man's cock is a gay. My "friend" is a gay! Well I guess he is not really a friend anymore. I can't be friends with the cum dump, which is what he is well on the way to becoming. He is no longer a man, or buddy, he is destined to be nothing more than a cum catching pussy.

He's has been impaled fully on my dick for a couple of minutes, trying to get used to the feeling of man inside of him. His girl-like moans now reduced to high pitched squeaks as my dick flexes in his new "pussy". Now, however, it's time to properly start fucking him open. I bent him over the arm of the couch and punched my dick back into him, balls-deep, in one hard thrust.

I punched my fat dick in and out of his violated asshole, like it was a two dollar whore's well trained pussy. I liked hearing his moans as my dick thrust into him, over and over, using only spit for lube. I felt powerful and dominant. After a few minutes of hard punch/thrust motions I felt his new cunt relax and open up for my cock. Once he stopped clenching down tight trying to prevent the violation it suddenly felt better for both of us. Now instead of fighting my dick thrusts, his pussy feels like it is opening up for them. Instead of his cunt muscles getting in the way, trying to stop my dick, they are now gently massaging my cock, begging it to go deeper. I can't believe how good his tight cunt feels wrapped around my manhood. I tried to hold back, wanting to extend the feeling of pleasure but it felt too good. Soon enough I was painting his guts with my cum.

When I pulled out, I spun him around and made him suck my cock clean. I lost a friend today, but gained a cum dump that would take every load I felt like blowing into him.

I am so glad he lost the coin toss and had to bend over first.

The Arrangement

When my son proposed to his daughter, he called wanting to talk to me. He said he wanted to give his daughter the wedding she had always dreamed of, but he didn't have the cash to make it happen as a single father, and as only an employee of a landscaper. He knew I had the means as an multi-award winning architect who owned my own firm.

He said he'd do anything to give her the wedding she so desperately wanted. We came to a mutual understanding. Five times a week during their two-year engagement, he's been letting me fuck and bred him in exchange for paying for the wedding. Granted I popped his cherry, but it was worth it.

He's only got three more years to go until he's paid me in full. But I bet before then he'll agree to be my wife, because he's showing signs that he loves me for much more than my big dick. Our wedding won't be as lavish as it will be the second for both of us, but his pussy will pay for it for a long time anyway; and god how I love his pussy.

Flashback

You were standing in the shower hoping the hot water would wash away your extreme hangover. You didn’t even know how long you’d been there, leaning against the wall as the water flowed over you, trying to piece together everything that happened last night. You weren’t sure how you’d gotten so drunk. But it was Saturday night with the boys, so being drunk sure wasn’t unusual. 

What was unusual was waking up in your roommates bed naked. With him there next to you snoring and also naked. As you washed flashes came back. A group back at the apartment. Drinking games. Stripping. How had it ended up just you and Rance here this morning in bed together, naked was not coming to you. 

More flashes came. Drunk and stumbling. You passed out in Rance’s room. But you’d been alone and the party was still going. And then the quiet. And barely waking up to feel weight on top of you. 

Ragged breathing on your neck. Hands rubbing you. Strong hands. Holding you down. And pressure. Insistent pressure on your asshole. And resistance. You had resisted, hadn't you? Surely you’d tried to keep your legs together. To protect your virgin asshole. Your very manhood. 

But then the worst flash of memory. The surrender, the moment you gave in. The moment you relaxed and let Rance shove his fat dick into your virgin hole. And his sigh of contentment as his balls hit your upturned ass for the first time. And then the power. The power of his strokes as he held you in place and fucked your manhood away. Whispering in your ear how great you felt. How tight your pussy felt. 

How he’d always known he’d fuck you one day. How much he’d been looking forward to breeding your pussy. How you were going to be his personal cum dump from now on. Taking all the loads his balls could produce deep inside your twat. His new pussy. How full you felt. How content. How right it felt to be his bitch. And how satisfying it felt when your ass pushed him over the edge and you felt a man’s cock unload in you for the very first time. 

Falling asleep with his hard cock still in your new pussy. His weight on top of you. His breathing in your ear. And now as you stood in the shower remembering that you were now Rance’s bitch, your dick began to stiffen. You reached back to feel your ravaged asshole. Rance’s new pussy. It was sore and swollen. And felt so empty. 

Half of you hoped he was as drunk as you and that he’d never mention this again. The other half hoped he woke up horny and ready to make sure you knew your place moving forward. Under him with your cunt in the air. Then you heard something. A cough maybe? You peeked around the shower curtain. To see Rance in the doorway, naked, erect and proud.

“Pull back the curtain and show me how that pussy’s holding up, baby gurl.”

That one sentence told you which way your life was headed. And you’d never been more excited to be pussy up.

I Didn't Mind

I didn't mind if Kyle fucked and bred his older brother. It was only natural for my more masculine son to use his big brother. Brandon was a pussygurl and that was the only thing he was good for. He was going to make some man a very good wife. So it was no huge surprise walking in on Kyle fucking the living hell out of  Brandon. Hell, I had been fucking Brandon for months. He had begged me to give him his pussy, be the very first to breed him.

"Oh yeah Kyle...use your big brother's pussy. Fuck him but good! Men like you and me have a right to use his pussy." I encouraged Kyle. "He loves being pussy and he loves being bred."

"Oh fuck dad...I thought you'd be so pissed catching me raw dogging Brandon."

"Nah boy...I'd rather have you try to impregnate your brother than get some dumb cis-gendered girl pregnant."

"So you're cool with me fucking him whenever I want?" Kyle asked me hopefully.

"Oh, absolutely...just make sure you breed him so I can use him as sloppy seconds. I just love a cum sloppy pussy."

The Way He Makes Me Feel

To think he’s my ex-girlfriends younger brother, but he fucks my pussy so so god damn good! When he fucks my pussy he makes me harder than I ever was when I tried fucking his sister. I knew I didn't enjoy trying to fuck her and fucking other girls was out of the question after that realization. I could barely stay hard and now I know why. I was the one meant to be cunt for HIM.

But holy shit does he make me feel like I’m on a constant edge of orgasm as he cores me out and god knows I adore getting cored out by his big dick. He called my constantly on edge as being on the verge of pussygasms and holy shit I know what those are for sure and I adore having them, especially multiple ones in one fucking session. All he has to do is hammer my princess spot over and over and yes, he taught me that too.

The first time he fucked my ass and gave me my pussy I remember I shot my load the very second I felt his hips hit my upturned ass signaling that he’d bottomed out in my new cunt. He said at the time he was deep in my second pussy and I didn't know what he was talking but I do by god now know! 

He's taken to calling me his baby gurl, or his princess if he's feeling sweet, or his cum dump slut and even his cuntboi if he's feeling naughty. He demands I do my daily pussy training with an enormous dildo as he likes me loose so he can rut to his hearts desire. Besides my pussy loves the stretch!

If he wants me to call him Daddy when we fuck I’ll call him Daddy, hell so long as he keeps giving me these amazing orgasms and stretches my pussy I’ll do whatever the fuck he wants.

Caught

The men of Phi Theta Phi had caught Kyle outside the frat house on the Dom U campus, hoping to catch a glimpse of the brothers through the window of one of the bathrooms on the first floor. They could have called campus police on the little perv, but that wasn't really PTP's style. They normally dealt with these situations themselves. And after discussing it internally, the brothers quickly came up with a plan of action.

They'd give the little bitch exactly what he'd been looking for. Kyle wanted PTP dick? Done. All the hung men of the frat would fuck him for so long that even looking at dick would make him shake. They'd record each fat frat dick sliding into his overused hole, both so that they'd have leverage over him and also maybe have something to use for their spank bank later. Hey, maybe they could even sell it online and make some cash!

There was just one problem (if one could even call it that) that soon came to light after they bent him over the living room sofa to run a train on his ass: they'd seriously underestimated how much Kyle loved getting fucked. 

"Please fuck me!" he moaned with abandon. "God, please, gimme that dick! Really fuck my fucking pussy! Fuck!"

Their pledge master was honestly surprised at how wonderful Kyle's pussy felt, how satisfying it was to fuck the everliving daylights out of him. He soon felt his nut sneaking up on him.

"OH FUCK YEAH!" he roared, savoring the sensations as the slut's cunt gripped his spasming dick before slowly pulling out to make room for the next brother.

Kyle just couldn't stand feeling his pussy so empty, even for a moment. "I need more dick!" he begged. "C'mon, please, don't leave me like this! More..."

"No worries, bro," another PTP member stepped up to bat, that last word dripping with sarcasm. "We got you." Judging by the line, they'd be at it all night.

And so on it went. After a while, most of which was spent listening to the insatiable slut moan and beg for dick, the frat guys grew impatient simply waiting their turn at his cunt. To expedite the line, and also shut Kyle up a little, they began coring out his holes in pairs, spit roasting him over the couch.

The next day, after thoroughly using Kyle the point of mutual exhaustion, the brotherhood came to consensus that they'd be happy to keep him around as the official frat cum dump, with conditions. The faggot's dick would be caged (the pledgemaster would hold the key) and he'd be forbidden to cum by jerking off.

My Promise To My Lil Bro

I promised my lil brother I'd get his cherry popped for his eighteenth birthday and I'd even record it for him to watch later.

It only took a few drinks to get him face down and ass up and as promised, I recorded the whole thing from foreplay to me popping his cherry to both of us cumming at least twice, three times for him because I was coring his new pussy out so good. 

Sure he probably thought I meant I'd get him a woman but why would I pay for him to get laid when I can get us both laid at the same time for free? 

Besides I could tell he wanted to be a sub bottom bitch and the gift he really wanted for his birthday was that of having a hungry pussy. I had to help him out, right?

Convinced

The man convinced Jerry it would be fine. Convinced him nothing would change. Convinced him it didn't make Jerry less of a man. So Jerry submitted to the man, allowed himself to be fucked and bred by a man; thinking there would be no consequences.

Jerry's body fell into a state of shock as the man breached him. Unable to move as he felt inch after inch of dick slide into him. Every inch Jerry felt it slipping away, his masculinity utterly consumed and ruined by the man. As the man shoved his whole length into him, he let out a feminine moan. Then the man whispered in his ear.

"That's it. Good girl. Now you are going to take my cum and when you do... you are going to be such a beautiful girl with such a needy pussy."

Ultimate Purpose

She had waited for this day for so long and here it was. It is all she ever wanted and all because Daddy said she was made for it. Robby couldn't have been happier in this moment with her father.

Her body quivered when the cock that made her kissed her greased up pussy. A deep craving welled inside. As Daddy pushed into her gently, she watched her father's dick spread her open and feed her pussy. Her soft little clit, by contrast, was tucked away in her panties. Good girls have soft little clitties that only Daddy can touch, or that's what Daddy said anyway after her first over the knee bare pussy spanking. It wasn't always the easiest to be Daddy's good princess but Robby did everything she should to meet Daddy's needs.

She moaned in shock as more of his girth spread her cunt open. He rubbed her belly to calm her, whispering naughty words into her ear. She kept reminding herself that this is what she was for, fulfilling her ultimate purpose as Daddy's good girl. She was convinced this was the best moment of her life as she finally had the pussy she'd always dream of.

Her Daddy pulled her in close as he fully penetrated her second pussy. He would now use her pussy for hours, stretching her out. Her father groaned a deep primal noise and he unleashed his cum deep into her. His cum flooded her womb, the very cum that made her would impregnate her. That was her ultimate purpose. 

Do You Like What You See

The son has always been concerned about his small frame and small... dick. He always watched his father and the prominent bulge inside his shorts and that intrigued the boy. Even when it was soft he knew his dad packed a huge one between his legs. That was so obvious. It made the son wonder if that was ever going to be his case. Maybe he hasn't reached the right age yet. He hoped for a late blooming.

One fateful afternoon this dad was asleep in his favorite chair when the boy got home back home from school. It was going to be just the two of them for the rest of the day alone at that giant and silent house. The boy decided he needed to test the waters, to kill this curiosity that was driving him crazy. He knew it was not ok to want to see your own father's dick, but he needed to know if it was really that big.

He left his things in his room upstairs and silently headed back down to the living room where his father was still sound asleep. He gently pulled the fabric of his father's shorts to the side, careful not to wake up the man. And, to his surprise, that fucking thing was huge! And veiny! And even soft it was as thick as his wrist. He couldn't believe it! And he began wondering why his was so small in comparison. Then suddenly the thing started to grow. 

It was getting bigger and thicker and the head was turning red and swollen. He was shocked and moved back a little. That monstrous thing was already pointing towards the ceiling when his dad opened just one eye.

"Do you like what you see?" The tone on his father's voice sounded happy; and was confirmed by grin on his face. The boy did not say a thing. he just stared at his father, mesmerized. That's when he felt a big and strong hand on the back of his head, he just followed where that thick hand guided him to, giving up control. He was too scared to control himself, or at least that's the lie he needed to tell himself in that moment. His mouth was now one inch away from the swollen red head of his father's dick, and secretly he was loving it. His own little dicklet was dripping inside his school's shorts.

"Open up, boy. You know Daddy can't hurt you."

He did. He accepted that giant penis into his mouth. Not much of that dick managed to fit in. So dad forced him down. And then forced some more. Until his son was sucking his dick deep, like a pro whore. His cock was covered in saliva by now, the son's face too.

"Fucking God! You suck cock better than your own mother!" Dad already had his head thrown back and his eyes closed. Only his hand was forcing the boy against his big dick. By now He didn't need to force all that much, His son was going to town on his dick.

"Yeah, that's my little slut! Daddy waited so long for this. Or did you really think I didn't catch you looking at my bulge?"

The boy began crying. Maybe because he couldn't take the hard face fucking anymore, or maybe out of embarrassment of the dirty things his father was saying, and he was fucking loving it. His father tried to force him a little bit more.

"You know what'll happen if you start acting like a little bitch. Don't you?" His son nodded his head 'yes'. "Do you want that to happen?"

The boy hesitated.

Oh My fucking god! You want it! My son likes to be treated like a cheap whore!"

The father took his son into his arms and lifted him up. He got up from the couch and put his son on all fours where he was sitting before. The boy's pussy was now in the air. His dad torn the little shorts and underwear and began eating his son's pussy. The boy moaned like a little bitch in heat. His cunt opened up. He was a wet and relaxed mess and craving for his father's dick. That feeling was overwhelming and embarrassing for his son. The feeling of his father's scruffy beard against his smooth twat was getting the son dripping and open. And the taste of his son's pussy just made his father harder and hornier.

"I'll show you something you'll enjoy even more." This was the time to take away his son's virginity. The Dad couldn't believe his fat cock was now aligned with his own son's cunt. His dick looked like it could impale the boy. "There's no turning back now, son." Dad's dick was already entering his son slowly.

"Noooo, Daddyyy! I don't want this." The son's were eyes closed shut and his mouth started to produce a sound that he never produced before. There was enough lubrication for that dick to slid smoothly inside but the son was feeling pleasure, from that dick that he's been secretly craving the most in his life.

"Fuck yeah!" Daddy said when his cock finally reached the back of his son's second pussy.

Dad started to fuck, and fuck hard, like he never seen a pussy in his life before. Like his son was the last woman in the world; and that's how he always fucked, his son suspected, giving by the loud moans his mother gave at night. His father really missed fucking a pussy like that since the last time he fucked his wife. He's been trying his chances with his son. He've lost count of how many times he'd tease his hard on around the house, since he noticed his son staring at him. And now he couldn't believe he was finally deep fucking the bitch.

The dad's dick began to feel a little moister than it should. He didn't mind it 'cause he had his eyes shut, just hearing his son moaning like a girl. If he opened his eyes to see what it was he would cum watching his dick entering and splitting that small and tight pussy. The son was now grabbing every thing that he could to help him bear the pleasure of having his Father stretching his insides. The son was almost cumming just from being fucked by his father. It was all he ever wanted. He suddenly felt the warmness inside his pussy. And right after that his father's groans. His father was cumming inside him. The son began leaking a weak liquid from his own small dick; and felt a overwhelming sensation all over his body that he couldn't contain. He moaned louder and let his body collapse as he came like a girl.

After retrieving his cock from the boy the father could see all the mess that He have made. They went upstairs and took a bath together. They had to have a conversation about what just happened. The father explained to the son the reason why he had such a small dicket, and that from now on he should call it a clit. And then they reached an agreement: That the sex that just happened ,was about to happen a lot more often from now on. Both father and son enjoyed fucking one another and were not about to stop now.

His Needs

It was Sunday morning, and the formerly straight Justin was sucking Adam's cock as he had done multiple times over the weekend. They had basically been having sex the entire weekend since Friday night when a drunk straight Adam crashed at Justin's place rather than drive home.  

One thing led to another, and Adam had his best friend to jerk him off so he could get a good night's sleep.  But it turned out that instead of making him tired, it just made him even hornier. That was when Adam decided Justin's asshole was a great substitute for pussy.  

Sure, Justin said he didn't want to get fucked by Adam, but eventually like any good bitch, he settled into a rough fucking.  Adam even made him cum without touching himself just from pounding his princess spot into oblivion.  

"I knew you would love my cock up your pussy," Adam had told him, "All my chicks love getting fucked by me."  

As it turns out, Justin was no exception. Adam knew how to fuck pussy and make a bitch love it. He fucked Justin twice that first night and then made Justin fall asleep with Adam's still hard cock buried deep inside him, only to be fucked two more times Saturday morning.

This morning it started again. "Yeah, that's it, baby.girl  Suck your Man's dick. You know how you love taking that first morning load down your throat," Adam said as he gently pushed Justin's head up and down on his dick. Sometime during the weekend, Justin had stopped being Adam's best friend and was now just another of the bitches he fucked.  

Justin continued to blow Adam. He knew Adam didn't really want talk. He wanted action.  If at first Justin didn't like to be of service to his friend, by the second night, he had become content having the juicy cock between his lips and legs as often as Adam wanted it. And Adam had a sex drive that wouldn't quit. It just seemed right to Justin now to give Adam whatever he demanded. 

Adam's phone started ringing. He knew it was his girlfriend, Becky. She had called ten times yesterday and three already this morning looking for Adam. He flipped the thing over. Sure enough. It was her.  

"Fuck her," Adam said out loud sending the call to voice mail. "The frigid bitch never wanted to put out like you do. You are a real cock hound. I love how you want my cock whenever and wherever I want to give it to you," He said rubbing his hands through Justin's hair.  

"Why the fuck would I bother chasing her when I got you? And guess what? After I get off down your throat, I'm going to fuck that tight little pussy good again. Start the day out right. You'd like that wouldn't you?"  

Justin shook his head "yes" without taking Adam's dick out of his mouth.

"Good girl," Adam said smiling. Sure, it might look gay, but Adam knew Justin wasn't a guy anymore. He was just another girl now who loved cock from a real Man.

It wasn't long before Adam dumped Becky altogether. Justin's pussy was always tight. Adam moved Justin in and made him wear little lacy things when home. Justin took his training easily. At some point Adam called him His wife and it made sense. A short court trip made it official. Justin's body started to change to suit his Husband's needs

Will He Be In The Mood Again?

“God damn” Darren thought as he looked down at his thick, massive cock; “I can’t believe I fuck my own son with this big dick.”  He sighed as his cock twitched slightly as he thought about how good his slender, small statured 18 year old son’s pussy had felt the night before. 

His son’s voice echoed in his ear saying “Don’t stop fucking me Dad. I want you to bred my pussy just like last time.”  It had started innocently enough a few weeks ago, with just some playful teasing and innuendos, until one evening Darren finally just got up the nerve to ask his gay son if he wanted a chance to see how good sex was with an older guy. Nervous at first, the boy quickly learned how to enjoy his dad’s sexual affection, and was not shy about asking for it anymore. “Fuck, I hope he’s in the mood when he gets home later.” Thought Darren. 

What Darren hadn't figured out yet was his son's mentality about the sex they were having. Darren was more than a plain ole bottom boy. He was a pussy boy, submissive bitch-boi that new his father had cunted him and knew he had to be of service to him every way he could including being HIS pussy when ever and where ever his father asked as well as often as he wanted. Darren would have been thrilled if his father fucked him three to four times a day.

Now that Darren's pussy had been cunted it was constantly hungry. Thank god for his pussy plug he bought months ago. But it wasn't satisfying the need anymore that a good fucking did. Maybe he needed a bigger plug. Maybe ask his father if he'd fuck him more often.