A
wave rushes over me as I feel your total and complete hatred of me. Understanding the strangely strong emotions
that I keep picking up from you as look at me with disgust.
…tears are overcoming my eyes because you
were the one that got me. Understood everything that I was going through. A
mirror that reflected the person that I always wanted to be and couldn’t. You who held me in your arms cradling me like
a helpless child. Kissing away all of my saltwater tears; pressing yourself on
top of me in my most venerable state… looking at me with eyes of understanding.
Eyes of deep compassion for me... My angel of mercy sent down
to console me in the only way she knew how... She held my hands
above my head fingers interlocked; gently holding them so if I wanted to get
away I could. The problem was that I never wanted to get away from her and
her touch. It’s what keeps me bound to her, In a strange way this helped me and
I wanted to be under her control. I needed to be under her control; if not hers
then her fathers. Sloan was the one female that I trusted and gave her free
reign to do as she pleased towards me. That’s why our relationship works out
the way that it is. Sloan had a way of taking away all of the pain that I felt
from the world. Her tongue massaged my lips to lovingly pry them open so
that she could reach the inside of my mouth. Seeking my tongue to come out
and play with hers. We were roommates and we were lovers but friends on top of
everything else. We were close... maybe a little too close and now I finally
see it. It wasn't anger at all; it was jealousy. Over what I didn't
know which frightened me? I had nothing that she wanted and yet this emotion was
still present. Sloan always played games
with me but never had feelings for me. Despite how much I wanted her to. In her
own way I guess she did love me but her father was number one in her heart; not
me. If I had to lose her heart to anyone else I would have been upset; but it
was Tom… the man who showed us how to experience pleasure and pain as one in
the same. Sloan never showed more interest in me then someone to just pass the
time by with... like a dog that she felt sorry for and couldn't resist petting.
There were times when I thought that she loved me the same way that I loved
her; but I was wrong… guess she wants more than that. Since when? This has to
be some kind of joke, right? Another game of hers to see how much I care
about her?
It
was no surprise that Sloan was sitting on the couch naked and cross-legged. She
had that look on her face that she was bored. "Have fun tonight MJ?"
something was off with her tone. "Any good fucks lately?” I pondered over
her assumed statement giving off a look
of pure confusion and awe at her brashness. Her vulgarity made me excited,
hesitant and wet. I decided to indulge Sloan and play along with her in this
new game that she manipulated me into. Sloan was good at bringing me into her
games… always finding ways of re-enforcing the fact that I was hers and no one else’s.
Bravely,
I walked right up towards Sloan. Close enough to pick up on her vanilla scented
body wash. She just got through with her bath and it excited me even more.
Sloan stood up meeting my gaze and showed no intention of backing away. “What do you want to know Sloan… how much I
screamed? How wet I got? What positions we did it in? Did I swallow? I told you
how I feel about such things” I never fucked around on her… I’ve desired her
since we were kids. Nothing has changed except that we were older now; and that
my desire for her turned into love. I kept my promise to her that we made so
long ago. If anything it was her that I should be asking the very same question
to. Sloan liked to tease me by flirting with other women. She knows that I
don’t like her flaunting herself to anyone but me. Doing it only to establish
that she is in control of me. Men were a different story. She kept up her end
of our promise and stayed true to only one man- Her father. Her tone still
remained weird, as if she was unsure “have I been replaced my love?” Her luscious
lips made a full on pout when she asked me that question. She was close enough
to kiss and I wanted to reach out and grab her, taste her; but I didn’t. She playfully turned around and brushed her
firm ass into my pelvis moving me back just enough to arouse me. I felt my
passion growing for Sloan… cause that was what she wanted me to feel for her.
She loved to torture me with her body knowing damn well that I couldn’t resist
her. Sloan turned around to face me again. “Are my breasts not perky enough for
you anymore MJ? Does my hot wet pussy not satisfy you? Have you gotten tired of
drinking and tasting my passion juice MJ?” Sloan sat back on the couch with her
legs spread wide open so that I could see the she was starting to become wet. I
looked at her cleanly waxed pussy and bit my lower lip; it was like when we
were kids playing with each other’s vaginas before our pubic hair grew in.
“Do
you like what you see down there MJ? See how wet you are making me?” she pulled
her vertical lips out wider to show me the glistening juice that she was
producing for me. She began to rub her finger in her juice; offering it to me
to get me closer to her. As I stepped closer Sloan drew her finger closer to
her mouth and sucked her finger till she couldn’t taste herself on it anymore.
Her game was working and I fell for it hook, line and sinker. Where was she
trying to go with this kind of questioning? Doesn’t she know by now that
nothing could keep me away from her? That her body is perfect in every single
tiny little detail? That I would touch
her more if only she would let me… and that was the point of the game: to see
if this time she would let me touch her.
“Do
I not please you anymore MJ? You used to get so hot and bothered when I would
do this on top of my covers at night… staring straight at you. Remember? I used
to pretend that it was your fingers touching me at night MJ. Did you not think
of me in the same way?” Sloan showed
signs of insecurity… and emotion that she did not openly show to anyone
including me. I never forgot those nights that she would mouth ‘show me how
much you want me’ and I would…
“Sloan,
you made me drip so fucking hard that I soiled my panties every single night. I
wished that you would fuck me right then and now and put me out of my misery
that you were creating within me… watching you each and every night from my
room…” My eyes filled with passion that called to Sloan begging me to let me
touch her. “You think that after all of
these years that I wouldn’t want you Sloan?”
I
began to unbutton my white shirt that clung to my curves in all the right
places. Still keeping my blue eyes firmly locked onto her savage green eyes. Exposing
my creamy ivory breasts to her… “Do my soft pink nipples not asked to be
pinched by you? Are they not begging to be squeezed by you like you used to?
See how hard my nipples are getting for you Sloan?” I sat down on the couch
facing her; waiting for her next move… she didn’t make one. So I pushed her to
see her reaction.
“Curious
to see if you can still turn me on Sloan? Wanna feel what’s underneath my
skirt? See if I have any juice flowing out from me for you to lick up like old
times?” I raised my skirt so that Sloan could make out whether or not I was
bluffing. She saw wetness on my white cotton panties. I now had her full attention and placed her
hand under my skirt so that Sloan could feel just how wet I was for her. She
cupped my pussy and delightfully smiled when some of pussy juice spilled into
her hand. I felt an orgasm rush over me as she touched me. Again, I bit my
lower lip as she started to lick her hand clean. “Does your mouth not want to
taste my juices anymore Sloan?” I rubbed my inner thighs together to show her
that I was still able to get turned on by her after all these years… I took off
my panties and put them next to Sloan’s nose and mouth so she could see that
nothing has changed between us. The smell was enough to drive her crazy and she
ripped off my skirt for easier access to scoop up my falling juices. I enjoyed
her playing this role; it suited her being the temptress. Praying on my
feelings for her and using them against me to give her exactly what she wanted…
my juice on her mouth.
“MJ,
you’re pussy is so hot, wet and filling with juice…your clit is swelling just
the way that I like it; You’re turning me on MJ,” She stuck my hand in between
her legs and I felt like I was home. Sloan was dripping, sopping wet and she
wanted me to know that it was all for me. That I still had the power to turn
her on and make her cum. I began to bounce her clit up and down the way that
she liked it; taking my time to build up her orgasm. Sloan showed her
appreciation by reciprocating. I let out a moan of approval and before I knew
it her hand was flooded with my juice. She smiled reassuringly and it reminded
me of her father’s smile…
“We shouldn’t let all of this good juice go to
waste…should we MJ?” Sloan switched hands to pump my clit some more; smearing
my juice all over my mouth so that she could kiss it off of me. Sloan
forcefully pushed me on my back exposing my enlarged clitoris and my wetness
for her. Hungrily, she attacked my pussy and ate it out with no remorse. Sloan
wanted me to give into her desires and console her from the pleasure that I was
giving to her by letting her eat me out. She needed to suck my juices dry and I
always let her. I vibrated when she would tease my clit with her tongue
demanding more juice from me. My hips were rising to make sure that her tongue
hit my clit. She held them down just like her father and I began to cum even
harder. Sloan kept going knowing that I was giving into her seduction and
liking it. She always did like to make me beg for it. Rubbing my nipples in
each hand while she drank her fill of me; getting lost in the moment of her
pleasuring me. The spasms were coming more frequently and Sloan loved it. I grabbed her hair and pulled her deeper into
me like she would do to her father; she swung herself around so that I would
spank her. But I didn’t. I ate her out and felt a sense of assertiveness when I
tore open her vertical smile with my tongue. She pressed her pussy down on my
mouth like I knew she would bouncing on my tongue like it was a hard, stiff
cock.
Hours
passed and we didn’t leave our 69 position… we just stayed glued to each other
for fear the other one would leave. Then she got off of me. She had gotten what
she wanted and was done with me.
“How
could anyone replace my angel who consoles me? You are the one that I want and
will always want Sloan” I went over to Sloan and moved a piece of hair that was
in danger of getting into her left eye. She batted my hand away from her with
such ease and simplicity. I should have known that it was another test. I fell
for it anyways. Why can’t I learn that Sloan is just using me for her own
selfish games? Seeing my reaction to her gesture Sloan became the softer muse
that I fell in love with. “ I just had to make sure that my MJ wouldn’t leave
me all alone for someone else who was prettier and more merciful then me” She began
to rub my right cheek the way that she knew I liked it. She had proved her
point… that she had total and complete domination of me and I secretly loved it
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Sloan
and I have been whatever you want to call us since childhood. We lived next
door to each other since we were born. Our bedrooms faced one another. She
spent a lot of time over at my house… escaping her father and what she called
learning to play his “skin flute.” I didn’t understand it then but as we got
older and began Sex Ed I got it. Her mother would bring her by and we would
play normally at first; start out with a board game then we would play dolls.
Sloan would take off her panties in front of me exposing her vagina to me as
soon as my mom left us alone. She didn’t care if I saw it; Sloan wanted me to
see it, feel it, and crave it. She would bring her panties close to my face and
have me smell them. Then she would ask me to take off my panties and put them
close to her nose. I came to start liking the way that Sloan smelled in her
vagina. It stirred up feelings within me that I couldn’t explain. We would play
a game that her father taught her: My
ken doll that she would always use would touch my Barbie in the same places
that her father touched her in. When no adult was looking we would touch each
other… back then Sloan let me put my hands on her. It made her smile every time
I touched her down there. My hands would get wet from her juice and she would
lick it off of my fingers. Have me touch her there again and have me lick her
juice off of my fingers. Then we would repeat the process on me and I got to
taste my own juices. Sloan said that I tasted better than she did and would
always drive her fingers inside of me to get more. I felt so warm all over my
entire body that I never wanted the feeling to stop. But it did every time that
my mother would come in and check on us. Sloan’s mother worked nights and so
when it was time for Sloan to leave it was her father that came and got her.
His name was Tom and he was a very handsome man according to my mother. She was
very fond of him and found him to be very pleasing on the eyes. Tom was very
charming; oozing with sex appeal from every pore in his body. That sandy blonde
hair and piercing blue eyes that he had gave him a hint of dark mystery... made
my heart skip a beat. The first time
that I saw Tom he bent down on one knee and said how absolutely beautiful I
was. I looked up into his blue eyes and became lost in them as he smiled the
most warm and inviting smile that I had ever seen. His eyes longed for me a way
that I only knew and felt from Sloan. My panties felt wet and I began to blush
right in front of him. Tom noticed my cheeks were flushed and his smile became
bigger. Sloan’s face became pleasantly surprised; she stared at her father in
an approving manner as if they shared some kind if inside joke between them.
Tom looked very young; and he was…only 16 years difference separated him and
Sloan. I could tell that Sloan took after her father… in every way. I
remember that he was so glad to see Sloan every time that he picked her up. I
never understood why he would come to get her… we lived right next door to each
other and she could just walk by herself. Looking back now I know it was to see
me. His eyes gleamed with an excitement and intensity that I didn’t understand.
Tom would give me a look that was similar but with more apprehension like if he
got caught doing it something bad would happen. Sloan never wanted to leave
with him but gave me a smile that said, “don’t worry about me I’ll be fine.”
When
she would get home Tom would have dinner all ready for Sloan and everything
seemed to be normal. She would sit next to him on his right side just close
enough for him to reach out and touch her or for him to touch himself. When
looking into their dining room window it gave the illusion that nothing was
wrong. He would leave the window shades drawn open as if to invite me to watch
and see all of the things that he was doing to Sloan. Almost as if he wanted me
to join them and feel the same way that Sloan did. I was envious of her; that
she got to have that warm sensation all of the time whenever she wanted it. Her
father actually encouraged it from her and her loins. It made him get a
satisfying smile upon his beautiful face. After dinner like clockwork they
would sit down and watch TV together very close. Later I realized that he put
on the Playboy channel and was teaching her how to be more like the girls on TV.
Then Tom would get Sloan to sit on his lap and she would bounce up and down on
top of his pelvis. The action always got Tom hard and then he would say that it
was time for her skin flute lessons. He told Sloan that every time she played
the flute correctly, a white juice would come out and she could swallow it. So
she did. Sloan liked that way that her father tasted inside of her mouth; it
was the only time that she was allowed to go near his penis. Being extra careful
not to put his dick too far in her mouth. She was never satisfied with just
putting her lips on his mushroom tip; she wanted to have it fully inside her
mouth but her father wouldn’t let her. It drove her insane not being able to
feel that part of his body inside of her.
Sloan
particularly liked bath time. Sometimes Tom would join her in the Jacuzzi tub
that was in the master bedroom; sometimes he would just sit on the toilet just
watching her bathe herself in her own bath tub. Sloan would beg her father to
wash her… plead with him to touch her and for Sloan he would. No one could
refuse Sloan; not even her father. Not even me. She would writhe and squirm to
get Tom’s fingers inside of her. Moaning just like the girls on TV and would
get Tom excited… but he would never put his penis inside of her as much she
wanted him to. He said that that was the one of two things thing he could not
do to her. The other being giving her a tongue kiss in the mouth. Tom said that
he would kiss her in other places; but not on the mouth because it would hurt mommy’s
feelings always reminding her that the penis and the tongue in mouth were
mommy’s areas; not hers. I think that she began to dislike her mother from that
day on… but she would never admit to it. At night, Tom would tuck her in
reading erotic bedtime stories and asking her what she learned from today’s
lessons and she would tell him her insights. He showed her how to play with
herself and when she needed to be touched she could do it at night when he was
sleeping next to mommy. Tom never bothered her after he tucked her in; he said
that it was Sloan’s time to be with herself. But that never lasted for too
long. Somehow she would always find ways to involve me in her touching herself.
Since
her bedroom faced mine we always knew what the other one was doing. The way my
bed was positioned I saw everything that Tom and Sloan were doing. Her bed faced towards my window and Sloan was
able to see everything I did as well. Tom knew that I was watching; he didn’t
care either. Sometimes they would both look over at me and smile… I liked
watching the way that Sloan’s body thrashed on top of her covers. Seeing her
face in sheer ecstasy while Tom’s fingers were inside of her made me excited.
Gazing at her face as his face was in between her legs kissing and sucking on
her clit. Sloan would look up at me watching her and get off even more knowing
that I was spying on her. She would even make motions with her eyes that made
me get a little wet in my pussy. Her pelvis would wildly rock up and down as a
result of what her father was doing to her. Sloan would grab Tom’s head and
force his tongue inside of her pussy as far as it would go all the while
looking at me saying that I wish that this was you inside of me. Her desire
burned a hole inside of me… I wanted her from that very moment; I lusted for
her. Needing to feel the way that Tom made her feel… craving his head in
between my legs. I wanted to be the one that made her moan, groan and buck. I
even mouthed the words I want you right now to her. She said to show her… so I
began to reach inside of my panties and began to play with myself the way that Sloan’s
fingers played with me. I pretended that my fingers were hers; she felt so much
better down there then my own. I felt the heat rise from inside of me and Sloan
looked on with approval. I think that she liked watching me play with myself as
much as she liked it when her dad touched her. My panties were getting incredibly
wet and I took them off. Sloan licked her lips as she saw me doing this like
she was tasting every bit of wetness that I was spilling from within me for her.
“Daddy,
MJ’s touching herself for us… she’s getting really wet this time…” Sloan’s
smile turned devious and she kept sliding her tongue back and forth over her
top lip to show me that she wanted me there. When Tom was finished eating his
“tuna sandwich” he would always look towards me with hungry eyes at the way
that I touched myself for the both of them; taking pleasure that I was dripping
with wetness. Tom would watch me just as Sloan did… and when it was time to go
to sleep he would mouth good night MJ I love you. I never knew if Sloan saw the
‘I love you’ part but it made me feel wanted and desired. Then he would kiss
Sloan on the forehead saying sweet dreams. From a very young age she had that
power over me. Sloan still has that power over me to get wet on command. Her
father would re-enforce it within me. When she would hear her mother and father
having sex she would touch herself. Imagining that it was her instead of her
mother enjoying her father… that’s when she started to like the idea of finding
a partner. Someone that she could share those same feelings with that couldn’t
refuse her invitations; me…
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At
night when my mother went to her own room to sleep I would play with myself the
way that Sloan played with me earlier in the day. I would sleep above my
comforter and pleasure myself so that she could see me. I lied and told my mom
that the reason she saw a light on in my room at night was because I needed a
night light. I turned on the light so that Sloan could see all of things that I
was doing to myself. She would return the favor by opening up her legs widely
and fingering herself. I liked it when we both got off on each other; it made
me feel like we were in the same room with one another. Everything in her
entire being screamed out that she wanted me to touch her. To take my hands and
put them all over her frenzied body. Teasing each other till finally Sloan couldn’t
take it anymore and her gaze got intense. She jumped off of her bed and flung
open her window and climbed over to my window. I immediately opened the window
up to her and I felt the coolness of her body as she stepped thru to my
bedroom. She just looked at me and I stared at her wondering what do we do now?
I couldn’t believe that she was there right in front of me… so close that I
could reach out and touch her… I took a
step back; frightful of what she might do to me. Sloan walked towards me and
began to touch my nipples till they became hard under her pinching. Slowly my
body opened up for her. My juices began to uncontrollably come out of me like a
damn bursting. She put her mouth on my breasts cuddling and sucking them as if
she was an infant. My panties became soaked and when she put her right hand
down there to feel how much I wanted her she whispered, “MJ, you’re so wet… we
shouldn’t let all of this good juice go to waste” and she gently walked me to
my bed and positioned me on my back so that she could lick up all of the
wonderful juice that I was making for her to drink. Sloan’s smile took on a
darker tone and I was tensing up under her menacing gaze.
“Don’t
be afraid MJ… it’s only me trying to make you feel good inside. You do want me
to make you feel good inside don’t you?” Before I could answer Sloan kissed my
inner thighs lightly; delicately till she reached my juices. Then she began to
start licking my ‘vertical smile’ as she liked to call it. Her tongue sent
chills up and down my body. I get even wetter and she like it, “Is that all
that the juice that you have for me MJ?” I shook my head no and she kept
licking my vertical smile with faster and longer strokes.
Relax
more MJ and I’ll take care of the rest…” My head was spinning with sheer
pleasure and Joy. I began to scream and Immediately Sloan covered my mouth. ‘Shhhh!
Do you want this to end?” I shook my head no. “Then keep your mouth shut and
use a pillow to scream in!” she teasingly put her mouth with all of my juices
on it on top of my lips and I tasted myself from her lips. It felt like an
eternity passed before she went back to licking me. She held my hips down so
that I couldn’t thrash around like she did. Then she inserted her tongue inside
of me. I thought that I was going to explode! My juices kept flowing and Sloan
seemed to approve of it. Deeper and deeper she went with her tongue and I was
enjoying every minute of it! Then she attacked my clit with the same ferocity
that she did with my vertical smile. My clit swelled so much that it took Sloan
by surprise. Hers didn’t get that big and it fascinated her to see how big she
could get my clit to grow. Wave after
wave of pleasure pulsated through my entire body and I knew that I was hers
whenever she wanted me. Just as I thought that she was done, she wasn’t. Next,
she used her fingers and had me lick them with her. Something that we had never
done before. Our tongues met and sparks went off inside of me. We were both
using our tongues to fight over my pussy juices that were on her fingers. When
our tongues would meet she would gently massage mine with hers as if it was
another clit. It wasn’t until Sloan was ready that she let me touch her…She
would take my hands and place them on her. Sometimes she told me what to do;
others she would just grab my hand to let me know that I could touch her. I
would take the time to run my hands all over her body. Teasing her when it came
to her pussy and breasts. She would raise her hips and I would get a rush of
pleasure when she would try to get me to touch her clit. I put my head in
between her legs just the way that she did for me. I took my hands and began to
rub her inner thighs and she shuttered. I had never seen her shutter like that
before. I stopped thinking that I did something wrong. She said that my touch
felt really good to her and that it felt better than her dads. So I continued
to please her by carefully licking her vertical smile. Sloan was rocking in
time with my licks and using her feet to touch my clit. My tongue went faster
in response to this and she felt my juices flow once more. “Turn your butt
towards my face” and I did. She grabbed my hips from underneath me and pulled
my pussy on top of her mouth. Sloan stared at my pussy and my clit and began to
experiment. Every time that I did something that she liked she would suck on my
clit like she was milking a cow’s tit. Then I would respond by doing the same
thing. I liked pleasing her at the same time that she pleased me. I liked the
closeness of it and the intimacy that it provided. We each got to feel how much
the other wanted us and fed off of it. She put my head into a headlock and
while still grabbing my hips she rolled to her left and was now on top. Sloan
loved the way that I felt when she pressed her naked body on top of me. With
our pussies touching one another’s and the feeling that she and I both got from
her rubbing up and down letting out clits interact. Sloan would always
intertwine her fingers with mine and gently put them over my head so she could
fully press her weight onto me.
When
we were done she would lick up any extra juices that may have spilled from me
and I would do the same for her climbing into bed naked with her holding me
from behind so she could feel my pussy whenever she wanted to. Sloan always
wanted to hold me; even then she didn’t like to be touched unless she gave you
permission. I never minded and when she would let me hold her I took it as a
reward for pleasing her well. I was always safe when Sloan held me. I knew that
she wouldn’t let anything ever happen to me; our bodies kept each other warm
and we were safe when we were together. Sloan never wanted to leave me… but she
had to get back into her room before we got caught.
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Mornings
were the hardest for me; I would wake up and open my eyes and Sloan wouldn’t be
there next to me. I dreamed of the day when she would be able to wake up next
to me. I would see her asleep in her bed looking so beautiful; so innocent and
knowing that soon we would be able to play again like the night before. Sloan
consumed all of my thoughts; replaying and looping certain moments of our
nights inside of my head enjoying the feeling that Sloan gave me to feel.
Showers were more fulfilling when I imagined that Sloan was scrubbing my body
like Tom did for her. Sloan would keep the curtains to her window open so that
I could watch her get ready for school. Locking the door so that she could give
me a show to get me excited and watch me fill up with embarrassment. I think
that she got off on the fact that I was a shy person and that I would blush
when she would dance around and touch herself just for me. I locked my door and
returned the favor as always. Sometimes she wouldn’t wear underwear and only I
knew it. I liked being the only one that knew certain things like that about
Sloan. Boys were always trying to get her to look at them but she would always
have her attention focused on me. At school she would put my hand on her upper
thigh and slide it up to her pussy. She’d begin to relax and I could feel my
fingers getting damp. That was when I had to stop so that she wouldn’t give up
our little game at school. She liked keeping it a secret from everyone else but
Tom. She would come home from school and tell him all about it as soon as her
mother would go to work.
One
day the usual routine of Sloan coming over to my house to play changed. Tom
came over and asked my mom in his usual charming manner if I could go over and
play. My mom said sure and then Tom added if it would be possible for MJ to
sleep over. My mom said that it would be a wonderfully good idea for the two of
us to spend the night together; we were old enough to do that. Tom’s eyes had a flash of lust inside of them
but my mother didn’t notice… she never noticed the things that Sloan and I were
up to…
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Playing
at Sloan’s house was very different then playing at my house. Tom would make
sure that all of our homework was done before hand then we could touch one
another. We couldn’t wait to get our homework finished; that meant that we
could go up to her room and do whatever we wanted to do. Sometimes Tom would walk in on us pleasing
each other and join; other times he would just watch us seeing our reactions.
He put a cable box inside of Sloan’s room so that we could watch TV in the
privacy of her room. When I was over that was the only time that the curtains
and blinds were closed at all. Sometimes all three of us would watch together
and I was allowed to ask questions about the things that I was seeing. Tom
treated me like another daughter; teaching me the same lessons that he taught
Sloan. If Tom couldn’t answer my questions verbally he would show me by
modeling on Sloan or he would perform it on me to understand. He would also
have me practice on Sloan. Never giving one of us more attention than the other
which was nice. Sloan didn’t mind sharing her father with me; I know that she
liked being able to spend time with me and him. Especially if we were
pleasuring her at the same time. We always took turns and Tom was a perfect
gentleman towards me; never putting his hands on me unless it was okay. Tom
would lovingly excuse himself to make us dinner leaving Sloan and I to experiment
with the images that we had just seen.
Tom
would call us down to come and eat dinner; I noticed that all of the curtains
were shut and the blinds were closed. He always left them open for me to
see. Sloan always sat to his right and I
now joined them on Tom’s left. He wouldn’t touch me when we were eating; only
Sloan and I understood that this was their time and I did not interfere. Sloan
wouldn’t have it and would find ways to include me…this time when her father
got her excited she would use her legs to pull my chair closer to the dinner
table so that she could reach my pussy. I would eagerly sit as close as I could
to the end of the chair so that she could reach me. Tom explained that this is
called “sexual transference” and not to be afraid of the feeling that Sloan was
giving me. I kept eating as if this was usual behavior at their dinner table.
Sloan looked at her father in a pleading way trying to get him to touch me as
well. Tom finally gave in but asked me if that was what I wanted. I gave a
startled look to Sloan asking her if it was okay that her dad touched me. She
smiled at me and her father and with his left hand began to move Sloan’s big
toe out of his way and began to play with me. Sloan and I began to feel the
power of her father’s hands and we just stared at each others eyes and knew
what the other one was feeling. Our eyes filled with a hunger; a thirst that
needed to be quenched and we couldn’t touch each other right now… we had to
wait till it was time for our bath. Tom’s fingers were longer and skinnier then
I thought they would be. Tom had never done this to me before; I only knew what
his tongue felt like. Sloan knew that I would like this feeling… she knew how
much more I would like it from her father. She always knew the things that I
liked without me having to say them. My facial expressions were enough for her
to get off and come even harder then when I didn’t come over to play. Sloan
needed me there with her to get wet sometimes. I was the only constant thing
that aroused her. Tom picked up on it too.
After
dinner we sat on either side of Tom to watch some more playboy TV. Sloan kept a
watchful eye on me to see my reaction to being included in their daily ritual;
Tom walked me through all of the things that I was about to see and If I had
any more questions like in Sloan’s room it was okay to ask them. I nodded and
kept my eyes on the TV. Sloan didn’t like the fact that I was staring at the TV
and not on what she was doing to her father. She climbed on top of Tom and
began to bounce on his pelvis facing the TV screen just like I was used to
seeing from my house. Then she did something different; she sat flatly on his
pelvis and began to use her lower back to move her butt back and forth over
Tom. His eyes turned to me and said that what Sloan was doing was called “grinding.”
I hadn’t seen Sloan do that to Tom before; Tom looked uncomfortable and went
along with it anyways… for my sake not to upset me. He was always watching out
for my well being and wanted what we did together to be ‘a positive
experience’. I knew that this was different from the previous times. Sensing
that I knew that something was wrong I grabbed Tom’s hand and gave him a
reassuring squeeze. Our eyes locked and he was pained; tormented somehow. His
manner changed and asked Sloan if it was alright if I tried. Sloan didn’t
protest and he carefully pressed her vertical smile against his penis and you
saw her delight when he did this. Tom would always explain and walk me through
everything that he and Sloan were doing. Tom placed me differently; I was
facing him with my knees gripping his hips. He reached for my hands and gently
guided them around to his neck. I felt the hesitance in his stare wondering
whether or not I felt the same emotion that he was feeling. Realizing that I caught
that reaction from him Tom quickly raised his heels off of the ground so that I
would slide even closer; causing friction between my pussy and his dick. My
eyes reflected my erotic confusion; it made him love me even more. First, he began to bounce me up and down just
like he used to do with Sloan as I eagerly watched from my house. Tom’s eyes
changed; the uncomfortableness went away and he was content. He raised his eyes
towards me as if he was appreciative of Sloan switching positions with me. Tom
gave me a devilish wink that threw me off guard. His penis was still hard and
then he had both hands on my body; one hand in front on my stomach and on my
lower back. Tom was guiding me softly pushing me through the motions of what
was called “grinding.” Sloan smiled in approval as I started to get the motion
down. Tom liked how fast I caught on; keeping me there for a longer time than
Sloan. I felt his cock getting bigger as a result of me being on top of him
grinding.
“Good… now we can begin the skin flute lesson.
MJ watch Sloan carefully and see what she does. When you play the flute
correctly you will see white juice come out of me. Do not be afraid MJ; just
watch Sloan and follow her lead.” I had seen her do this plenty of times to
know not to be scared; but I liked the idea that Tom took great care to prepare
me for what I was about to see up close and personal. Hearing him speak with his low tone put mental
images of things that were yet to come and my mind had time to imagine what
these new sensations would feel like. It made me anticipate…and want it even
more. Sloan began to touch Tom and I became aroused. This time I could watch
her do what she did best: stroking her father’s ‘skin flute’. Tom beckoned me a
little closer and Sloan started to show me how to do what she was doing to her
father. He relaxed even more and made guttural noises. Tom said to get ready
for the white juice and Sloan showed me how to position myself to swallow but
Tom didn’t want me to swallow it. Sloan was to take the white juice into her
mouth and share it with me. Sloan put her mouth around the edge of his penis
and she took all of the juices into her voluptuous mouth. She then turned to me
and leaned me backwards to receive Tom’s hot white juice. His juice tasted
salty and it was thick but when I saw Sloan swallow it with a smile on her
face, I swallowed as well. Concerned about me, Tom asked if I was okay and I
said that I was. Sloan and Tom both congratulated me on a job well done.
“Daddy,
MJ learns quickly doesn’t she? Did you like the way that daddy tastes MJ? Go
on…look at him and tell him!”Sloan insisted that I look at him… and I did. My
innocent blue eyes looked at him. “you can call him daddy if you want to MJ…”
She wanted to hear me call Tom daddy. She desperately wanted me to scream out
his name the way that she screamed out his name.
“I
like the way that you taste Daddy” There I had said it; just the way she wanted
me to. A wave of relief spilled over me and I felt
like I had accomplished something that I did well. Tom told me that if I was
okay with me if the next time I could
try all by myself. Secretly, I wished that Sloan would be the one that I
received the white juice from but I at least wanted to try taking it by myself
first; I nodded. Sloan grabbed my hand and happily yelled, “MJ Its bath
time!!!” with a big smile on her face. Tom’s face was beautifully serene and
calm. “daddy can we use the big tub since there is 3 of us now?” She flashed
her big green eyes and Tom was a goner. “I guess so Sloan. MJ, take Sloan’s
hand and she will lead you to the Jacuzzi tub in my room. It’s okay MJ there is
nothing to be afraid of. Here” he paused as he reached for my hand the way that
I did on the couch and flashed his reassuring smile towards me.
Once
we were up in Tom’s bathroom I couldn’t believe what I saw. The shower was also
a sauna and the tub was like a mini spa with jets and all. Again Tom walked me
through the particulars stating that it is like a normal bath. “Tom, um… at my
house we all take showers…” Tom’s eyes brightened; so did Sloan’s. He took
extra special care with me as well as Sloan. I had not been washed since
childhood and both Tom and Sloan took turns bathing me. I felt pampered and
like royalty; they made sure that I was thoroughly cleaned. Sloan did all of
the underwater cleaning; I could tell that Tom was reluctant to do so and so
could Sloan.
“Daddy,
why aren’t you washing MJ underwater? You do for me… is MJ not allowed?” Tom
gave in to Sloan’s demands and asked me if he wanted me to receive the same
attention as he gave Sloan. Tom was gorgeous and it made me blush when he asked
me this question; Sloan held my hand and I said yes. Sloan moved her father’s
hand from inside of hers to inside of me. I felt Tom’s awkwardness to putting
his fingers inside of me like at dinner. He looked at me strangely; and I
didn’t know why. I didn’t know that he had feelings for me… that he was
starting to love me like he loved Sloan. Maybe even more… His fingers made me
explode inside the way that Sloan’s fingers did. Tom was making my inner thighs
vibrate and it made him smile and he continued his movements even more. Curious,
Sloan reached around from behind me and felt my thighs shake. She laughed in a
good way and said that it gets much, much better. I cringed with the thought
that this feeling could get even better; it already felt way too good as is. I
was scared and tensed up not wanting to feel even better then this. I couldn’t
imagine such a thing!
“relax
MJ; it’s alright to allow yourself to experience this feeling of being filled.
There you go… see there is nothing to be afraid of.” It was okay to feel this
good… I didn’t have to be ashamed and hide it from them. They welcomed it with
open arms. He began to incorporate
playing with my clit and to his surprise it started to swell. “So is this what
you meant when you said her clit grew bigger Sloan? MJ has what we call an
“oversized clitoris” when she is heavily aroused her clit begins to swell just
like daddy’s penis when he is aroused. MJ is still a girl, she just has a
bigger pleasure spot in her clit” Sloan seemed to understand and realized that
she could tease me more till my clit grew to the size that she wanted it to be.
“Daddy, It’s your turn now! Come in the water
feels good!” Wanting her dad to get inside the tub with us Sloan made provocative
gestures with her body but to no avail. Tom’s eyes were only focused on me and
how my face blushed.
“MJ, I’m going to take off my clothes and get
into the tub with you and Sloan. Is that alright with you? There’s nothing to
be afraid of I would never hurt you or Sloan.” Tom’s eyes were so trusting and
inviting that I couldn’t refuse his offer. I couldn’t help but want Tom inside
of the tub with us. To feel his arms wrapped around me, squeezing me, teasing
me fulfilled a long awaited dream of mine. Sloan knew this every time that she
would look at me watching her father eat her tuna sandwich. She wanted me to
lust for him the way that she got to enjoy him. I nodded and his face brightened and that
reassuring smile came back to his face.
Slowly,
and deliberately Tom stared at me as he undressed himself in front of me.
Watching my expression as I saw his bulging muscles, nice tan skin, washboard
abs, defined dick line and his long wide rod that was his penis, and his
muscular legs. I stared at his penis; seeing that the sandy colored hair down
there was curlier then what was on his head. Taking notes inside of my brain:
the taness color of his skin, the shape, the size, the hardness of it. I
couldn’t help myself. He was simply breathtaking to look at naked. Like Adonis
I imagined. For the first time Tom blushed. I hungrily watched him watching me;
my lust for him couldn’t be hidden. He saw the change in me and realized that I
wasn’t just the shy girl anymore; that I was memorizing his body, his face and
his lips. I was taking all of him in and Sloan liked to watch me look at her father
in that way. Sloan motioned for her father to do a 360 degree circle so that I
could look at his wonderfully cut ass. This was the reason that I was so
jealous of her and she decided to share him with me. Her present to me made me
love her even more. I felt the jealousy subside and it gave way into primal
lust. Tom stepped in the tub between us; facing me with Sloan behind him. She
reached around him and began to pour water over his chest and I nearly melted
inside of me. The water dripped down and beaded so perfectly over his defined
pecks and abs. I bit my lip and Tom seemed to get a kick out of it.
“Sloan
I think MJ Likes it when you pour water all over me. She bit her lip. Keep
doing it Sloan.” Tom tracked my reactions; my subtle movements that I made. Tom
kept a mental record of all of the things that turned me on that he did to me
so that he knew what my preferences were. My hands even went down to play with
myself and he took notice. Thankfully he kept it to himself and didn’t tell
Sloan. I would have been mortified if she saw me touching myself showing her
father how he made me feel without her permission. He motioned for me to come
closer so that Sloan didn’t notice… and I did. He moved my own hands away from
my pussy and put his palm out for me to rub up on. My eyes looked at him in an
intimate way and he met my eyes with the same intensity and gentleness as ever.
This moment was ours and ours alone; letting my clit rub up against his large
palm. Sloan grabbed the luffah and
poured the body wash over it. Lovingly, she began to wash Tom’s back. When she
was done she handed the luffah over to me. I froze.
“MJ,”
Tom said as if to console me, “it’s alright for you to bathe me Sloan handed
the luffah to you… get closer so that you can reach me.” There was that smile
again that let me know that he secretly liked the idea of me getting closer to
him. As I started to walk closer he put his arms around my ass to usher me; as
close as he wanted me to be. Sloan held my right hand and moved it around to
her father’s ass. They had me right
where they have always wanted me- Closer to the both of them. I began to bathe
him; feeling the musculature of his body. Bouncing over his abdomen with the
loofah. Tom motioned with his eyes to use my other hand to touch his penis. I
began to stroke him and he liked it. Which made me like it as well…
“MJ,
Do you trust me? Do you trust Sloan? Good to know that you do MJ! Okay then MJ
just relax and enjoy yourself… you are allowed to” With those words of encouragement Tom put his
penis in between my legs; not inside of me like his fingers but right
underneath my pussy. It was so hard that it was lifting me off of the tub floor
and I had to cling to his back just to keep from going under the water. Tom had
me by the ass to make sure that I didn’t fall; his touch made me feel safe like
Sloan’s’ did. As he held me close I felt
protected and knew that Tom wouldn’t ever let me go from this point. Sloan
moved my hands from Tom’s back to around his shoulders while Tom gently eased
me over his penis. We were grinding in the bathtub. Tom was always careful not
to let his penis go inside of me… that was part of the rules. I was starting to
get wet and tom could feel it even though we were in water and he just smiled
and pushed my ass into him even more so that I knew that he appreciated me
becoming wet. I vibrated because the feeling was really exciting me. I received
a look from tom that I didn’t recognize… He was yearning to ram his big cock
into me but couldn’t and was torn about it. He wanted to break the rules for
me; and I would let him inside of me. I liked the look that he was giving me
and wanted more of that look. I knew that whatever I was doing he liked it a
lot. I could tell from his eyes that the temptation was getting harder and
harder to resist. He became even harder and now he was biting his bottom lip.
Then Tom spun me around so that my ass was facing him. I felt his strong hands
move over my breasts and pour water over them. I liked the feeling of the water
hitting my breasts. Then he started to pinch my nipples and I thrusted my hips
forward on his penis. This sparked him to thrust as well so I wouldn’t slip
off. He took one hand and placed it
firmly on my clit, teasing it and the other hand was used to keep pinching my
nipples. I could feel his chest digging into my back. Soon Tom and I were
fighting over my hips; I would move away from his body to escape the pleasure
overload that I was experiencing and he wanted to keep me close to his body so
that I couldn’t escape the feeling that he was giving to my clit. It was growing
and giving me more pleasure; now I understood how the women felt on the TV..
Tom knew what to do to get me to cum and cum hard I did. repeatively. My body was shaking and I
couldn’t stop it. I could feel Sloan and Tom getting off on me shaking, twisting
trying to escape the feeling that he was giving me.
“MJ,
the more that you resist, the worse the feeling is going to get for you. Give
into the pleasure that my father is giving you and embrace it. Like the way
that you embrace me when I make you feel good. ” I began to breathe out loud
gasping every time that Tom found my happy spot inside my clitoris.
“MJ,
don’t be scared of this feeling that I am giving to you. This is what is called
‘an orgasm.’ That exploding feeling that you are getting inside of you is
called a ‘big orgasm.’ That vibrating that you do is called a ‘multiple orgasm’
and when you shake and have orgasms that lets Sloan and I know that you like
the feelings that we are giving to you. If you need to moan or scream you can
this room is soundproof. MJ, let go for Sloan and I… Tell us how much you like
What I am doing to you. Do you like this MJ?” I whispered yes and Tom kept
going rolling my clit into a ball. I began to scream in a soft voice and that
was when Sloan decided that she wanted to hear me scream louder. She moved
within view of me; not within my reach and looked me in my eyes. She was
drinking up all of my facial expressions like her dad did earlier and it was
arousing her. Sloan liked to watch me try to get away from the pleasure that I
was receiving… it was an emotion that she never felt before which made her all
the more curious about that concept. She never got too much pleasure that she
has to escape it. Sloan needed more time because she was used to being
pleasured; I wasn’t even though she touched me daily. I was extremely sensitive
to pleasure; the slightest touch got me aroused… she created that within me.
Tom looked at his daughter getting off to me and Began to give off some low
moans of his own. Immediately his tone started to rush thru my body strait to
my clitoris. I was so shocked, confused, surprised, nervous, turned on that I could
get such a response from him. His tone was so primal; so instinctive that I
felt all of the real passion that he had for me. I felt my clit push against Tom’s
fingers; pulsating with my own pleasure for him so that he could feel my sexual
transference. In that brief moment Tom lost the rhythm that he was pushing on
my clit. I knew that he felt it and he let out another deeply low moan. “Do you
like the way my father makes you feel?”
“Yyeeesss”
I manage to let out before I closed my eyes and started to arch my back. Sloan
didn’t like me not looking at her. She knew that I was trying to escape the
pleasure again.
“MJ
look at me, keep your eyes on me. Don’t try to escape again EMBRACE IT! Good…
now do you like the way that Tom makes you feel?”I nodded my head but that
wasn’t good enough and Sloan got angry.
“What
the fuck did you say MJ? You don’t like the way that my father’s makes you
feel? You want him to stop? ANSWER ME MJ! LOUDER now…”
“Ke
e e e p g o o o I n n n g!” I said in a normal voice for fear that any
louder I might lose control. Sloan knew what I was doing… I was escaping again.
“MJAYYYY…”
I begged her to please stop getting upset at me with my eyes and she seemed to
calm down.
“MJ,
Let your fear go and say how I am making you feel… I know how much you like this
I can feel it .” he moved me closer to his lips and whispered. “Just keep
staring at Sloan and pretend that I am soothing you… look at how she watches
us; watches the way that you try to fight to stay in control. Let the feeling
engulf you; know that this is how it should feel when you are pushed to the
point where you equate pleasure with pain of not being able to escape the
pleasure that you are receiving. Stare at Sloan’s breasts look how they move up
and down when she breathes in excitement. MJ she wants you… very badly” Sloan came closer to me and I still couldn’t
reach her… and that was the point.
“Don’t
you want to touch her? Kiss her lips, pinch her nipples? Finger her vertical
smile? Secretly Sloan wants you to as much as you want to. All you have to do
is vocalize your answer. Are you ready? I ‘m going to walk you through this
just like I have walked you through earlier. I am going to ask you if you like
the feeling that I am giving to you and you scream out yes is loudly as you can
MJ or else Sloan will have to do something else to get that noise out of you
and she isn’t as nice as I am.” I understood what he meant by that. Sloan was downright
mean when she didn’t get her way; not like her father. Tom was softer; more
caring and gentle with me. Sloan was highly impatient where as her father took his time understanding the
subtlies of my body; paying attention to all of my movements and noises. I felt
the love that he had for me; not the lust that Sloan wanted from me. Yes I did
want to scream out at the top of lungs that what he’s doing feel s so good!
That I wanted him to drive himself into me; but it was forbidden. I told myself
to let go and experience this; that it was something that I had to allow myself
to be intimately acquainted with.
“MJ,
do you like the way that I make you feeeeel on the inside?” He already knew the
answer to that question, but he wanted to hear me roar it anyways.
“YES
daddy YES!” My voice was so loud; resonating from my soul. Sloan’s smile became
wider filling with an intense curiosity that I hadn’t seen from her.
“Do
you know what I want you to do now? Arch your back… there you go. Does that
feel good MJ? Tom helped me to position myself so that I wouldn’t fall off of
his cock.
“yes
daaaaaadyyy” Sloan began to move closer
and I kept my eyes on her at all times… just the way she wanted it. She smiled and
began to pinch her own breasts arousing me to the edge that tom was telling me
about. Tom’s pace quickened as he saw Sloan touching herself. She liked being
the center of attention where she was in control. She like getting her father
off. It made her get off and the fact that he was getting me off in front of
her and I liked to make her come harder then she had ever come before. I saw
her fully cuming hard and was taken by surprise. Sloan had never done that
before and she started to feel her own clit and moan. Soon both Tom and Sloan
were moaning and said to accept the pleasure… and I did.
Their
voices were arousing me beyond reason. I put my hands over each one of Tom's
hands and began to loudly moan. Soon the moans became uncontrollable and I was
beginning to lose control. Feeling my hands over his hands gave me a violent
jolt to my clit; I spasmed. And Tom responded by giving me more of those.
“MJ those jolts are called ‘spasms’ and they are
a good feeling. They let me know that I am making you feel good inside. ” My
body was going into convulsions but he didn’t stop; Sloan wouldn’t let him till
she got what she wanted. Suddenly Sloan lunged towards me and began to position
herself onto her father’s cock in the same way that I was taking my hands and
putting them on her breasts while Tom’s hands were still touching me. She
pushed against the tub so that I couldn’t move and was forced to take in the
pleasure; guiding my hands to the specific way that she wanted to be touched.
She made me pinch her breasts hard and seemed to like it. I was going insane by
what tom was doing to my clit. He was pushing it down so that it also rubbed against
his cock and I shuttered in sheer ecstasy that both tom and Sloan appreciated.
I couldn’t help it I reached down to feel Sloan’s clit. She wasn’t expecting it
and I caught her off guard. Her body jerked violently away from me and I told
her the same thing that she told me.
“Sloane
do not try to escape the pleasure that I am trying to give to you. The more you
resist the more it hurts. Give in and let go.” I grabbed her closer to me and
again took her by surprise and she liked it… she screamed. I kept going and experimenting
with Sloan and mimicking what Tom was doing to me… her screams got louder and
she showed me how not to fear the pleasure. I got louder. So did Tom. Then
Sloan caught me by surprise- she began to call out my name.
“MMMMMJJJJJJ”
she was quivering. She never quivers. She never relaxes that much. She doesn’t
trust me only her father. Now, she was calling out my name.
“YES,
MJ KEEP IT GOING….YEAH….YEAH…MMMMMMJAYYYY… OH…OH “ I took advantage of this moment because in my
heart I knew that I would not ever get another chance to do this to her. She
was letting me have control of her body and she would arch her back and get as close to me as she could. Tom was getting off on Sloan’s pleading cries
for me to stop but I wouldn’t. She had to feel it like I felt it.
He
whispered into my ear…”hearing Sloan call your name like that is something that
she doesn’t normally do. Congratulations MJ for making her completely let go.
You did something that I could never do for her. You want to know a secret? You Make me feel the same way that you make
Sloan feel… You make me want you MJ; make me want to feel you from the inside
with my cock. So this will have to do” just as I was registering in my head
just what Tom moaned , he began to Sink
down so that he could stick 2 fingers inside of me at the same time.
“this
might feel a little weird when I put 2 fingers in; I wish that it was my cock…
I know that you would love it and scream with such enthusiasm; but this is as
far as I can go with you… you should do the same thing to Sloan at the same
time so that she can experience together with you. This is how I would feel
inside of your hot pulsating pussy. Ready? 1…2…3” We both inserted 2 fingers at
the same time. Sloan and I both shuttered and I felt her orgasm. She kept
shaking on the inside and I liked the fact that I could make her do that. Get
her to come so harshly that even she had to fight it and try to escape. I
screamed out Toms name and he responded by switching his fingers inside of me
whispering exactly what he was doing inside of me.
“MJ,
this is called ‘the back and forth’ and I am making the motion of switching my
fingers back and forth” I mimicked this motion inside of Sloan and she was getting
wetter each time I went back and forth. Every time that she tried to escape I
would pinch her left nipple and she would scream even louder.
Tom
switched to a wavelike motion that touched a curious spot within me “this is
called you ‘g-spot’ it is 2 inches under your belly button and between 11 and 1
o’clock. This is what happens when you press it” Instant orgasm. Tom kept
pressing on my g-spot and I let out a guttural moan that made me yell out,
“Right fucking there Tom, yeah … yeah … oh my god yes!!! Like that daddy-” I
found Sloan’s g-spot and she came in time with me; both screaming thank you
daddy.
“MJ
Come on and give it to Sloan. Make her know what it feels like for you to make
her happy. I know that I am making you feel more then Sloan is…don’t be scared
and let her have it. Now you have the control and all of the power and she is vulnerable
and needs to be consoled. You are her angel of mercy and you are soothing her
need for desire. Make her drip MJ, make her scream like she has never screamed
before. Show her how you feel each and every time she touches you.”
I
let her have it… and I wouldn’t let her escape. Her plan backfired in a good
way; we both learned how to let go completely and give in to the pleasure till
it consumed us.
“Sloan
do you like the way that I make you feel? Are you getting off on the things
that I am doing to you?”
She
leaned her head back and moaned , “yes MJ” I began to work even harder making her feel
the way that she made me feel.
“vocalize
just how much you like what I am doing to you…” I took my other thumb and forefinger
and began to roll it trying to find her clit knot. Her body convulsed uncontrollably.
“fuck me with your fingers MJ fuck me long and hard. Make me come over and over
again. MMMMMMMMMJAAAAAAYYYYY… Keep going… fuck my clit go on and fuck it…” I
did as she asked and Tom approved. I
liked having this feeling over Sloan. That I could make her this wet and Tom
wasn’t jealous; he was enjoying her
screams just as much as I was. She gave
in to me and kept trying to lick her own breast to keep from bursting. I
pinched her left nipple again… “ I want you MJ I want you inside of me…”
“MJ,
ask Sloan who she likes better touching her… you or me? Better yet MJ Who do you
u like better touching you Me or Sloane/” I had to think about it.
“Tom…
Tom Tom…DAAAAADDDYYYY” He began to play with my clit and I went over the edge
completely. Tom was even more turned on and put a finger inside of my ass. I
gasped and he felt my tenseness.
“MJ,
relax and calm down. Don’t run. feel the experience that I am giving you. Going
this way also stimulates the G-spot. I
want you to feel this; only you and not Sloan. This movement is between me and
you…” He gave me a kiss on the back of my neck. His lips felt so soft and
smooth that I instantly relaxed and I felt filled. He had my clit rolling in
between his fingers, 2 fingers inside of me and now 1 in my ass. It all felt
good and I arched my back some more. Tom began to lightly kiss my right side of
my neck. Something that Tom didn’t do for Sloan. Then he began to nibble on my
right ear and it sent chills down to my clit and it pulsed. “aw you liked that
didn’t you? “ he nibbled some more paying close attention to reactions however
subtle and whispered “tell me that you want me…”
“I
want you tom… I want you inside of me… don’t stop daddy, don’t stop!” and he
didn’t.
“Remember
this feeling MJ; this is how it should always feel when you have someone inside
of you filling you up to the point of you overflowing…” Being filled was
something that I needed to feel in order to be whole. Tom knew that about me. I
wanted him to fill me always; absorbing everything that he had to give to me. I
had to resist giving Sloan another finger and pushed her closer to me; wanting
her to feel my breasts pressed up against her back. Sloan couldn’t take not being
able to release her pleasure and began to stroke her father underneath his cock
manipulating the large vein that she knew to massage when she played his skin
flute.
“you
like that daddy? Like the way that I am touching you daddy?” Tom moaned with
approval and I got aroused all over again.
“MJ,
play with Tom’s balls gently” and I did. It was too much for Tom to take and he
came.
In
a hushed whisper tom said, “I was thinking of being inside of you MJ as I released… I love
you” My face blushed once more. I found
out later that Tom coming inside of the tub wasn’t usual. Sloan and I felt
proud that we were able to get him to feel that good; but he was still aroused
and had a beautifully stiff cock and I knew that it was from me more than Sloan
and secretly it pleased me. I needed him inside of me and imagined what it
would feel like; his penis inside of me. How much pleasure it would yield; how much he
would make me scream. Tom put his hard-on on hold to wash our hair. He actually
took the time to wet our hair, put the shampoo and conditioner in our hair,
massaging into our scalps and giving us time to relax and enjoy the jets. We
dunked our heads under the water and when all of the conditioner was out Tom
said that It was time to get ready to get out of the tub and onto getting ready
for bed.
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He
suggested that we wear dainty white nightgowns but Sloan told him that we wouldn’t
be wearing them for long but we put them on anyways because Tom asked us to.
The phone rang; it was Sloan’s’ mother Colleen. She had to work and extra shift
at the hospital and wouldn’t be back till midday tomorrow. Tom pretended to be
sad that she had to stay at the hospital; but he wasn’t. He told us that Sloan’s
mommy is working late and isn’t coming home tonight. All three of us smiled and
began to relax once more…
Tom would only read girl on girl bedtime
stories to us... saying that the other ones aren’t as much fun to read out
loud. He would let Sloan do the things that he read to us so that we would know
what the book was trying to make us feel. I started to drip again and Sloan got
excited. She immediately went to pick up my juices with her tongue and I
blushed. She went in between the nightgown so that I couldn’t watch to see what she was doing.
The feeling intensified.
“MJ,
close your eyes and let Sloan have fun… when you close your eyes focus on where
you are feeling her licks and go with it. If you need to scream grab the pillow
and put it over your mouth. This room is not soundproof.” I didn’t fight Sloan… I let her have all of the
juice that she wanted to have from me. Tom unknowingly to me had moved closer
to me and put his pointer finger into his mouth wetting his finger and began to
rub it over my lips. They parted and Tom put his finger into my mouth. I
thankfully began to Lick and suck on it so I could transfer my pleasure. It
kept me form screaming so I was grateful. Sloan came out from in between my
legs and began to kiss me so I could taste my own juices. I started to drip
again. Sloan knew instantly,
“daddy
MJ is still dripping I think that it is your turn to show her how you feel
about her… Do you want Tom to show you how he feels about you MJ? I know that
he wants to show you… ” I nodded emphatically and Tom Blushed. He went over to
my legs and he went underneath my nightgown pausing to tease me to get me to
drip even more. Tom put his tongue flatly out so it felt like it has his palm.
I began to rock my pelvis up and down. Assertively he wrapped his arms around
my hips to keep them from moving too much. Sloan just stared at me enjoying
what her father was doing to me and
began to touch herself. Tom moved his tongue up and down my clit. He pulled the
swollen skin up from my clit and began to lick the knot that he was playing
with earlier in the tub. I just stared at Sloan… watching her expression;
watching her get off on my pleasure that her father was giving me. I motioned
for her to bend over towards me and when she did I unsnapped her nightgown
exposing her breasts. I grabbed for them. Taking one then the other into my
mouth. Tom’s tongue felt so good on my clit all I could do was flood my juice
all over the place. Sloan pulled away from me and taking pity on me once more
climbed on the bed and put her pussy on top of my nose and mouth. I was
surprised by her actions; she was calming me down so that I didn’t scream. She
wanted me to enjoy this for as long as I could take it. Turned on by her actions
and I began to have a tuna sandwich. Sloan squirmed on top of my face to make sure
that I got deep enough inside of her. When I got her all nice and wet she got
off of me; quickly shoving her tongue inside my mouth. She wanted to taste herself
inside of me. Tom started to slow down his wild pace and I began to feel
somewhat normal again. My juice flow became nothing more than a trickle and it
finally stopped. Tom flattened out my nightgown and Sloan climbed into bed next
to me. I finally got my wish—to wake up in Sloan’s arms. Tom was a loving father who cared a lot
about Sloan. Who cared a lot about me just like I was his daughter.He would
always tuck us in close together so that we would know that this was our time
to spend together. He kissed each of us on the forehead and turned off the
lights. All we did was hold each other… through the entire night.
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It’s
hard for me to accept that Sloan has no feelings for me; but she is a cold
hearted person and that coolness is what keeps me coming back for more. What’s
more perplexing is that she is much more than she lets out to be and I know all
sides of her personality. Why she insists on bringing up her masochistic side
onto me is still under debate. Sloan would rather inflict pain then caress with
loving arms. Somehow my little heart
wants to be the one that warms her up and she becomes the woman that I love.
Psychologically, I know that it will never happen; Maybe that is just the little girl with a big
unreachable dream that she knows will never come to pass. Sloan chose me; not
the other way around yet her feelings have not gone to that next level as mine
did. That bugged me and made my mind wander about being with other women.
Imagining if they were as cold and cruel as Sloan was, if they needed it rough
or would rather make love like me? My mind kept racing with thoughts other than
Sloan and for once I had a temporary release from her hold on me; I felt at
peace with myself.
Guilt
overcame me; I was lusting after some unknown person who wasn’t my Sloan. Why
was I burdened with an overabundance of this feeling and not Sloan? It’s not
like she doesn’t think about others when
she sleeps. Sloan isn’t as bad as I would like to think her as and it would be
easier if she was. She fluctuates with her personality so you never know which
Sloan you’ll get; the passionate temptress, the bitchy masochist, the devious
sadist, the intense ball of pure fuck me now, the silent one or the little girl
that was wounded by life.
Quietly,
I slipped on my strap-on and went through our bathroom to her room. Sloan was
sleeping in her favorite position- naked on her back spread eagled with arms
overlapping above her hair on top of her covers. If I didn’t know any better
I’d suspect that she knew that I was coming into her bedroom tonight. I began
to tease her clit with my cock and Sloan began to stir. I lubed my cock and silently
entered her and she let out a gasp. Her eyes opened and she was disoriented by
my presence. She couldn’t help but to get wet and I knew that it was involuntary
arousal; but I didn’t care and I kept going with it. Sloan didn’t seem to mind
that I was touching her when she didn’t allow it. I rammed her hard and long
just like she liked it and when she was just about ready to cum I pulled out of
her warm pussy and went to my room. Locked both doors leading to my room and
went to sleep with a smile on my face knowing that Sloan was going to have a torturous
night’s sleep ahead of her as I settled into sleep.
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Everything
in our life had to be Sloan’s way or else she wasn’t happy. She insisted that
our condo have 2 bedrooms; one for the each of us. My heart sank into my stomach
and didn’t resurface for quite some time. She had wounded me again and this
time I took it personally. I retreated inside of me and refused to come out of
myself; even for her selfish needs that she used me for.
I immersed
myself in painting my room and decorating it in such a way that Sloan would
hate to come in and spend time there. Being the artist that I am I painted all
4 walls spectacular scenes of cherry blossom trees with lush hills and forests
of trees overlooking a serene river that had nymphs swimming inside of it.
Flowers and vines provided that softness and grace that I wanted to feel on an
everyday basis. Adding pandas and bamboo with coy fish and anything else that I
could think of to annoy the hell out of Sloan was an added bonus. I made my
very own sanctuary of serenity using an Asian/ Chinese/Japanese feel to it
complete with my bamboo plants and relaxation fountains playing soothing music
that lulled me to sleep. This room was all that I needed to block out Sloan and
her negativity on me.
Seeing
how well I painted my room Sloan became jealous and angry; not because I was
ignoring her but because I had made my room into something that looked better
than hers. Sloan didn’t like that I had something that was more than her; but I
didn’t care anymore. I was in my Zen place and she was not there yet and it
unnerved her as I always did. Finally, she came out and said that my room
looked absolutely beautiful and that I captured the landscaping wonderfully. I
was taken aback by this type of compliment; she never gave them. Sloan began to
weep at the beauty that I created. It made her feel and she for once was
alright with it. She actually begged me to come up with a theme
for her room and I said that I would consider it if she allowed us to remodel
the bathroom the way that her parent’s bathroom was. Reluctantly she agreed and
we added a huge Jacuzzi tub, jets and lights as well as a DVD player with a LCD
32” monitor that hid when it wasn’t in use. A see- through shower that had
places to sit and was also a sauna. I ended up painting the new bathroom in a
nature/rainforest/ ivy/vine sort of way and Sloan was surprisingly okay with
it. I knew that in the back of her mind she was wondering when I was going to paint
her room.
After
my pouting period was over I asked Sloan to look at some drawings that I came
up with for her room. One was a picture of the universe with the darkness,
stars and planets… One was of the sea; showing different layers of the ocean
and all sorts of sea life. Another of dragons and phoenixes flying up in the
air. The last picture was of angels and demons. Sloan chose a to have a
menacing dragon that would be barely visible in the abyss that is the universe
breathing fire out if its mouth making it partially seen staring at her when
she awakes; Green with blue flames that cooled to fire tones to the other sides
of the wall burning the rising phoenix that would be behind her head at night. With
the stars and planets Carefully laid out around the center of the massive
dragon; having smaller dragons around each planet with the sun dimly behind the
dragon. Sloan micro-managed me the whole
way through painting her room and I hated her once again. Nothing that I did
was good enough or the way that she had envisioned it; and made me redo it more
times then I want to admit to. At the
end it was amazing- and Sloan approved of it.
We
were so different Sloan and I; so uniquely exquisite in our respective ways and
so similar underneath it all. Sloan and I both took psychology classes and
received our BA s in Abnormal psych and behavioral neuroscience. Sloan went on
to study human sexuality and received her MA in sexual psychology. She was
interested in sex since we were young and couldn’t wait to learn all about the
things that she could do to me. Telling me at length how sick and perverted
people can be. Explaining to me how sadistic people could be given their
particular fetishes at such an early age that they cannot change it; and they
just give in to their urges. This stuff fascinated her and it sent chills up my
back and I saw just how dark she had become. Sloan would beg me to go to S&M
clubs with her to gather “research” for her doctrine- How sexual deviant
behavior can be positive on the psyche. Little did I know that her doctrine was
on how I reacted to such things; not the regulars that made it a lifestyle…
Obtaining her doctrine in deviant sexual
behaviors became Sloan’s crowning achievement. Something that she had that I
didn’t. I didn’t mind because I had my own doctrine. I went onto a MA in abnormal
psych and creative writing; with minors in art and graphic arts; finally,
receiving my doctrine in crime and criminal behavior, an accomplished poet/writer
and skilled painter in all mediums.
Then
came the fun stuff- I learned astrology and the psychology behind it. Turning my
hobby into my job. Sloan made fun of me saying that I wouldn’t make any money
with it. I asked her for her birth info and she gave it to me. I inputted it
into the computer and gave her a reading. She slapped me upside the face with
tears in her eyes and said that I was ready to make money with astrology. From
that day on she never made fun of my astrological knowledge again.
As a Scorpio, Sloan doesn’t like people
including me, to know what she feels on the inside; and see the hurt child
inside of the beautiful woman that she doesn’t want to be. Even though Sloan’s a female she acts like a
man… a very tortured male that is driven solely by desire and lust. Control is
Sloan’s way of dealing with everything and when she isn’t in control she finds
a way of controlling something to give her the illusion of being in control.
Then it dawned on me- that Sloan was afraid of giving up any and all forms of
control; she was a major control freak because she didn’t want to lose complete
control of herself in front of anyone. Not me or her father… that was something
that she wouldn’t allow anyone to do to her. Now I knew this information and
she hated me for it. When I called her
out on her fragility that all scorpions possess she stung me with her venomous
tail that she uses to sting herself. All this time and Sloan never realized
that I didn’t care that she is the way that she is; I just wanted to be the one
that she ran to when her world was falling apart.
I wasn’t as dark as Sloan was; even though I
have a dark side that her and her father nurtured within me. I would rather
paint life then corrupt it like Sloan did. Likening her to Lilith and me Eve;
both sides of the woman expressed in different ways. I loved life appreciating
beauty and love above all and she embraced death and pain as her mode of self
expression to pleasure… life satisfied me; Sloan was always left wanting more
unable to be filled. I used that to my
advantage to touch her…
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