This is a taradiddle of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In real spirit, use a condom, damnit ! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of less sexual diseases await the idiot who `` plunge his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' with impunity and without protection.

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Possession : unripened Eyed devil ( FF, MFF, MF, con, mc, 1st, impreg )

by Krosis of the Collective

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I looked into her beautiful green heart. She was mine, and I loved her.

The Muriel Sarah Spark of living was leaving those gorgeous emerald orbs. I gripped my hired man tighter around her throat until I knew she was gone, then collapsed on top of her unmoving body, sobbing.

How had it come to this ? I thought she loved me !


Six months ago : word picture a marvellous brown-haired woman with tanned hide and Brown eyes ( me ), feeling lost at a friend 's party because I did n't have intercourse many multitude there. What was I thinking ? I did n't like men, and all the women there were most probably straightaway, my friend ( more of an familiarity, really ) being somewhat of a prude. I had turned to leave when I bumped into a pocket-size, slim blonde in a tight-fitting blouse and drop-off. Her rye and cola splashed onto her blouse, making the dark material instantly see-through. I liked what I saw.

I bustled her into the kitchen and proceeded to try to dry her off with paper towels, getting a fiddling skin senses and spirit in the outgrowth, and as she tried to convince me it was no big thing I looked into her eyes. Something electric went through me -- through both of us -- as I stared into the most beautiful deep super C eye I had ever seen. With those eyes, her fair hairsbreadth and ethereal feature, I thought for a moment that I had met an elf !

'' I 'm, uh, Rachel, '' I managed to stutter out.

'' Jolene, '' she replied, and looked down at my hired hand, which had stopped between her breasts when I saw her eyes. She looked back up at me with a knowing smile.

I took her back to my place that night and showed her how a great deal better women are as lover than men. What do men know about the female person body, after all ? I 've lived in one for 30 years, and let me distinguish you, I know it quite literally inside and out ! She had never been with a charwoman before, and it was exciting to do it that I was taking her `` lesbinity. ``

We were together for months ... I was so happy ! She stayed at my place more often than her own, and we frequently made love.

She went and visited her folks in OR for a hebdomad, and when she returned she seemed to be a dissimilar somebody. I do n't know what happened while she was away -- maybe she told her parents and they disapproved -- but she was quiet and distant. We made have it away a couple prison term but she seemed restrained, withdrawn.

Finally she sat me down and told me she did n't need to be with me anymore. She was in her 30 's and wanted to deliver tiddler, and frankly, she missed sex with men. I had a few fake penis in my collection for my devotee ( I hate the stupid-looking things ), and I told her we could acquire, or perhaps go for in vitro fertilization ? She said perhaps, and went home.

We did n't talk for a week. Finally I confronted her one dark out back of her workplace, in the darkened and abandon parking lot. I told her I wanted her back ... I would do anything ! She told me to entrust her alone. I yelled at her ...

She told me I disgusted her. I lost it, running at her and wrapping my manpower around her cervix ...


I had killed her ! No ! !

I looked around quickly, wild-eyed. Nobody was there. People shout all the time in the city, so we did n't draw any care, and my sudden throttling attack had silenced her. I ran away, crying, leaving the erotic love of my life behind on the cold pavement.


The murder appeared in the intelligence but I was never contacted by the police. It seemed robbery was the obvious motive, as her bag was missing. Someone must deliver stolen it before the law were called, lucky for me ! I did n't even have intercourse if Jolene had told any of her booster about me, so it was possible that there was no perceived connecter between us.

You must think me a stale, malevolent person ... I 'm not ! I cried all dark and about of the day after. I took a sick day and napped in the afternoon. I had the strangest dream that Jolene was with me, and she forgave me, and I took her into my arms. Then she became like mist, and my hands went through her. The cobwebby filaments of her soul covered me like a second skin, and then slipped into me. We became one.

I woke to rule myself standing in front of the bathroom mirror, with no remembrance of how I got there. There was a small flash of smart as a whip green in the mirror but when I looked again it was no foresighted there. I shook my straits and went back to bed.


It was Friday night and I was going to remain at home, but I felt restless and horny. I usually get like that when I 'm ovulating, which is stupid because that special itch will never be scratched. Still, I thought, perhaps I could regain a skillful girl to have some fun with tonight ?

I dolled myself up and put on a unforesightful disastrous dress and some high heeled heart that showed off my trim ramification ... mmm ! If only I could clone myself, I 'd never leave the apartment !

I went out bar hopping. There were usually some young ladies on the dancing floor who would n't mind dancing with early women, and sometimes you could find oneself some who were interesting in ... experimenting. I found a gaggle of girls strutting their stuff and nonsense and moved in. ( How many make a gaggle anyway ? Four I guess, since that 's how many were on the story ! ) They accepted me correct away, maybe because there were n't many terpsichorean that Nox. We did some bumping and grinding, and turning on the onlookers ... yow !

There was a redhead with big titty, a svelte brunette, and a match of blond who looked like babe. The redhead grabbed my attention, and I grabbed her knockers when she was grinding back at me during a particularly bootylicious song. She jumped, but did n't pull out away ... yes !

We got hot and heavy on the trading floor and her Quaker eventually scattered back to their tables. When she turned to me I planted a tonguey kiss on her and she returned it. She then looked into my eyes and pulled me off the floor to her table. Her lady friend and their boyfriends were leaving ( was it me ? ) but there was another guy there, beefy and somewhat Italian looking, and she draped herself on his shoulder. Uh, what the fuck ?

She motioned for me to sit succeeding to her, and the guy was on her other side checking me out. Uh uh, buddy, I broadcasted. She tried to yell something to me but the damn music was too brassy. I leaned closer ... her public figure was Gabrielle ...

... and then the medicine was unlike, just like that. stupefied DJ did n't recognize how to plow proper changeover ! I looked around ... wow, the position had really cleared out in the last couple mo ...

Gabrielle 's hand was on my thigh under the table, circling. When had she done that ? Not that I was complaining ... mmm ...

Then we were in a cab. I was between the two of them, and Gabrielle and I were kissing, turned toward each other, her handwriting on my breast ... only I did n't roll in the hay it was actually the guy 's hand. How a great deal had I drunk that night ?

Then we were at my place and we were stripping off our dresses while still kissing in the center of my living room. The guy was on the sofa watching us, idly rubbing the bulge in his trouser. That should take in bothered me, but it did n't ... I was totally focused on the gorgeous redhead and her incredibly-formed mammaries.

What beauties ! They were grapefruit-sized, and the strawberry nipples were large. I dived into them, nibbling and sucking. She gasped and pulled my head against them ... heaven !

We sidled into the bedroom, Gabrielle almost falling over as my fingers explored her puffy pussy. She was shaved down there, with just an `` Adolf '' patch of hair left hand, which I loved. Once she lay back on the bed I dived in, teaching her what I said earlier : women lick snatch best !

After bringing her to orgasm several times I rolled over onto my backrest. My mind registered that her boyfriend was in the room access, still rubbing his genitalia, but I put it out of my mind.

Gabrielle dived into my muff and I closed my middle. I was already keyed up from the action in the bar and in the keep way, and came quickly, my fingers pinching and twisting at my upright nipples.

Gabrielle quickly switched into a 69 position and all I could see was her fine, finely ass. I pulled her cunny back to my face, piercing her plication with my extended knife. She gasped and played with my pussy, but did n't lick me anymore. I was all keyed up, and started to hurtle my pelvic arch up toward her face. C'mon, give way me some relief here ! I thought.

Then I felt her pull the folds of my pussy apart and something thick touched between them. I realized she must give birth pulled one of my dildos out of my toy drawer and was going to use it on me. The fact that she did n't fuck where my toy draftsman was did n't even enter my mind. I normally do n't like dildos, but I was so `` hot to trot '' that it felt good. The tip swirled around my ingress a bit, then dipped in, my excitement having really lubricated the way in.

Her fingerbreadth found my clitoris and I gasped into her cunt as she pushed the dildo in. I found her clit as well, sucking lightly on it as my hip kept thrusting up, trying to get more of the pecker inside me. It went in further, about 2 in, and it felt unbelievable ! Why did I not like those things ? Too stale and credit card ? This one was n't ; it felt almost hot, throbbing within me. I wanted more !

As if in response to my unspoken desire the hard shaft pushed in deeper. I moaned in exaltation. Gabrielle was now holding my legs back and astray apart with her cubitus and continued to play with my clit. Then I felt her knife skip across my clit, then off, then back again. Was she licking the fake cock 's barb ? Weird.

Her face backed off and she pushed the dildo into me strong, knocking the intimation from me. Wow, she was strong ! It was now almost entirely inside me, and she pulled it back and then pushed it in hard again. There was a sense that a small dildo should be able to be manipulated with capital sleight ... the jab seemed almost heavy in nature.

Then she had switched positions and was laying on me face to look, kissing me again and holding my font in her paw. She was so beautiful ! Hands wrapped around my thighs and pulled me downward on the bed, impaling me on that thrusting arduous cock. I was so close, gasping.

Then I realized that there were too many workforce on me. How could Gabrielle be pushing the dildo into me and holding my legs while she was holding my face, and now squeezing my breasts, tweaking my nipple ? What ... what ... ?

'' You 're doing so well, '' Gabrielle whispered into my ear. `` I ca n't believe you 're a Virgo. Denny 's cock is so good, is n't it ? I 'm so happy we can help you with this. ``

Then I realized : I had no command. If I had control I would n't receive invited her beau into my home. I would n't have gotten naked in front of him ... I would n't own let him enrol my bedroom while I was having sex with his girlfriend. What did she entail, help me with this ? I wanted to outcry, to scream, to push them both off me, but I could n't. Why could n't I ?

I was able to move my question to the side of meat, so depend past her face. Her boyfriend was between my legs, thrusting faster now, his middle glued to my face.

'' I love your eyes, '' he said, thrusting even faster.

His thrusts were hitting my gallop clit now, exciting me encourage. Through the sexual haze I wondered about his scuttlebutt. My eyes were actually quite an ordinary turd brown ; cipher ever complimented them.

Thinking that I wanted to see more of whatshisname as he fucked me, Gabrielle slipped to the side and knelt beside me. Her fingers moved down to my button and massaged it, sending quiver up my spine. Uh ! Oh God !

Her young man, seeing all of me spread before him, thrust even harder inside me. Each bulge of his pelvis on her digit reverberated into my button and pussy lips, driving me to new heights of sexual heat.

Heat ... in heat ...

OH GOD ! I was ovulating ! I looked down at his pecker piercing my Virgo the Virgin pussy. He was stroking back, almost all the way out, then back in with increasing ferocity. On the endorse strokes I could see quite clearly that he had no safety on.

Again, I could n't say or do anything about it. I could moan, I could drool, I could kiss Gabrielle back as she became increasingly excited about what was about to happen, but I could n't block up it. WHY ? !

'' Ouh ! UH ! '' He cried out, jamming as far into me as he could, and stopped. As Gabrielle moved her hired man to my nipples and tweaked them I could feel his hammer pulse rate inside me, once, twice, warmth spreading deeply inside. My climax, which was delayed when I realized what was happening, suddenly exploded outward from my G-spot, my clit, my mamilla, all at once. I screamed, but not in defeat or terror ; in exaltation !

My back arched and Gabrielle sucked on my mamilla, nibbling on them, drawing them out with sucking and light use of her tooth. Her boyfriend started thrusting again, extending his orgasm and spurting more than of his dangerous sperm-filled come deep inside my hot, productive channel. I cried out again, my climax roll over and through me, now centered around his throbbing phallus as the conclusion squirt resolved.

Then I passed out.


I woke up in the sunrise, alone. I was sore down there, understandably, not having had sex with a man before. I should take been a lot more upset. What was haywire with me ?

I went to the bathroom. After peeing I sat on the can for another 15 minute, hoping gravity would leak the semen out of me. No such fate ... it had had minute to soak in.

I should experience gone to a clinic for the morning-after pill ; I do n't know why I did n't. Instead, I went through the day like a zombie. I ate, ascertain TV, browsed the Internet ... I found a particularly hot situation with tribade and stayed there for a spell, fingering myself, but I just could n't get off !

I needed a char, one that would help me to forget. I put on a sheer half-top and some wet leather knickers and hit the baseball club again.

There was this slim little girl with curt light chocolate-brown hair, a tee shirt, jean and no makeup dancing with some early girlfriend. I focused on her and she responded, and we danced together well-nigh of the night. I took her back to my place.

For some reasonableness I was very passive ; I had barely touched her ( Alex ) all Nox. I let her shoot control, pulling my dress from my body, massaging my breasts. I was naked before her but she still had her apparel on. She asked me to get on my manpower and knees facing away from her, then proceeded to eat my puss from behind.

It was ecstasy, but I still could n't cum ; something was missing. After about 10 minutes I felt her get behind me and something poked at my wet kitty-cat. Yes ! That was what I wanted ! Alex must throw put on my strap-on dildo ... what a dear !

She teased me with the tip, rubbing it around my cunt lips, gathering lubrication. I gasped and moved my articulatio coxae back, trying to capture the drumhead between them. I did it, and she pushed into me a few inches. Then she pulled back out, leaving just the tip inside. I swear it was throbbing ! I was frantic, pushing back, trying to get it deeper into me.

Finally Alex pushed several in into me, hard. I groaned in pleasure ... this was what I wanted ! I used to hate the feeling of the dildos ... what had changed ? She pulled out a few inches, then pushed hard again. Aahhh ! So good ! A few more thrusts and she bottomed out ... I felt so full ! She ground her pelvis into me, causing electric arc of pleasure to flash from my clit. She really knew how to use that thing !

She grabbed my rose hip and started thrusting hard. I bit the pillow to save from screaming from joy, even though I still had n't cum yet !

Alex was gasping now. Oh, the misfortunate love ... here she was bringing me to a mind-bending orgasm and I had n't given her any pleasure whatsoever ! I reached between my pegleg to play with her clit. My fingers touched something suspension and fleshy ... what the -- ? ! I pushed myself up and looked down between my wooden leg. There, hanging down from an obviously not-fake penis ramming into me, was a swollen ball-sack ! I looked over my shoulder at the slim vernal man who was fucking me. How had I mistaken him for a woman ? ! Now that his shirt was off it was pretty damn obvious !

I should have pulled away ... I should hold yelled ... I should hold done something other than moving my manus back between my leg, cupping his ball-sack and giving it a slight squeeze.

'' Uaaah ! Aarhh ! '' Alex yelled, thrusting harder. His cock expanded inside me, hot and throbbing. I knew he was shooting his seeded player deep within my fat profundity, and God help me, it was what I was waiting for. His frenetic thrust hit my G-spot and I started to cum. I pushed my face into the pillow and screamed in a compounding of ecstasy and threat, my cunt pulling his sperm cell deep inside me, toward my awaiting egg. My tight cunt spasmed around his putz, extending his sexual climax and pulling Sir Thomas More spurts from him. It seemed to never end.

Finally I collapsed. I was dimly aware of Alex getting his clothes on and escaping via the front room access. distinctive man.


In the dawning I woke and went to exploit. Once again I did n't visit a clinic. My horniness went away and I just went through life like an automaton. A couple weeks passed ...

I missed my period. It normally arrived like clockwork, so it was fairly obvious what had happened. I did n't freak out. I took it all in step. I do n't bang what was wrong with me ? It was like I was on antidepressants or something ; I should cause been frantic !

Months passed and my belly filled out. I went to the doctor to piddle sure the child was healthy but I could n't ask about an abortion. I was worried about the baby, not myself. It just was n't corresponding me.

More month passed. My boob got bigger, which I was kind of happy about. I did n't like the exercising weight profit. As I got nearer my due date I felt like a beached whale.

Finally I was giving nascency at the infirmary. I was given an epidural ( give thanks God ), and after 8 minute of labor she came out : my baby.

As the doc handed me my child I knew what I would refer her. I suppose I had always known.

I looked into her beautiful green eye. She was mine, and I loved her .