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Altered

By: emptysoul173



"Happy Birthday Daddy!" The tiny brunette said as she held out a small plastic baggie with several different color pills in it.

"You got me drugs Baby?" Calvin asked, amazed at his daughter's gift.

"No Daddy, I got us drugs!" Annie enthused. "There's Viagra in there and a bunch of other stuff I don't remember the name to. Oh and Ecstasy too!"

"Viagra? Pumpkin, I'm not sure if I should be insulted or not."

"Oh Daddy, it's just so you can fuck me over and over again like we always talk about." She shook her cute little head and wrinkled up her nose to emphasize her words, short black hair flying about her head.

"What about the cock ring?"

"Oh, I threw that out."

"You threw it out! Why did you do that Annie?" Calvin was a bit upset to hear that. He had the best night of his life with that thing on him.

"Because it hurt you Daddy! You know I can't stand it when you're in pain. That's why I got the Viagra." She sounded so cute. You could hear the pout in her voice.

"It didn't hurt that bad baby." He was once again surprised by his daughter. She was such a study in contrast. It sometimes seemed to sneak up on him how twisted she could be and yet she was still his little girl at heart.

Most people only thought of her as a twenty year old college girl who seemed too scared of boys to date. Most of her girlfriends had tried to convince her to date someone, anyone, but she refused. Calvin was all the man she'd ever need.

To Calvin his daughter was both an angel and the reason he was undoubtedly going to hell. She loved him with such intensity that he had been incapable of resisting her when she'd started to come on to him. Now that they were well and truly involved things only got crazier. There was nothing she didn't want to try and most of what they tried she loved. So far the short list of those things she didn't like included him being in any sort of pain no matter how fleeting.

"I'm sorry Daddy, but I couldn't make you use it again just so I could cum all night."

"It seemed pretty worth it to me."

"Well not to me. Besides, we have Viagra now and all of that other stuff too. We don't need a cock ring with that stuff." She shifted from foot to foot and looked up at him through lidded eyes like she had all her life. He was putty in her hands and they both knew it.

"But Baby we don't like to use drugs like that. It could be dangerous." He sounded like he was talking to a first grader but it wasn't insulting. It was just a part of the game they played every day with each other. He was the wise Daddy and she was the innocent little girl. Calvin could smell his daughter's arousal already.

"I know Daddy. But I thought maybe just today, for your birthday, we could risk it and see if you really can fuck me to death." He tried not to frown at her when she said that. For such a lively and vivacious girl, Annie had a bit of a fascination with death. It disturbed him sometimes when she said things like that.

"Baby, I don't want you to die."

"I know Daddy but I really want to die with you fucking me, whenever that happens to be."

"Annie stop!" The playful tone left his voice. "You aren't going to die, not with me fucking you and not anytime soon. Why are you so fascinated with that shit?"

"I don't know Dad, it's just something that's always rattling around in my head." The girl became a woman as the role play evaporated. "I'm sorry if it's disturbing to you, but I was just being honest."

"I'm sorry Annie. I know you're always honest with me. It's just that every time you start talking like that it makes me feel old and scared that some day you really will die. You know I couldn't handle that." A hint of sadness entered Calvin's voice as he contemplated the possibility of having to live with out the love of his life.

"I know. I couldn't handle it if you died either. I think that's why I kinda want to die first. You know what I mean?" Now Annie was sounding sad as she thought about the probability of her father dying long before her.

"Oh Baby, I wish you wouldn't worry about things like that. We both have a long life left for us to live. You don't have to worry about me leaving you any time soon."

"Daddy, I'm just so scared..." Annie melted into her father's open arms and held him tight. He gently rested his chin on top of her head and cooed soothing sounds as she clutched at him possessively.

"It's ok Baby. It's ok. I'm right here. You don't have to be afraid." Her tiny body shook against him as she sighed loudly. He could tell she was releasing a great amount of pent up anxiety with that breath.

"Daddy?" Annie asked after a long pause, using her little girl voice again.

"Yes Pumpkin?"

"Do you promise you won't die?"

"I promise Baby."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure Annie."

"Then can we use your present tonight?"

"Baby..."

"Please Daddy?" The cuteness factor pegged the needle as she looked up at him with wrinkled brow and furrowed lip.

"I don't know..." He was cracking and Annie pressed the advantage.

"You know I don't even drink Daddy. I just want to give you this gift tonight. I just want you to be able to fulfill all of your fantasies with me."

"You mean all of your fantasies." He said wryly. Every time they made love it was fulfilling his greatest fantasy. It was Annie who always seemed to need more.

"No Daddy, all of our fantasies." He gave in then. There wasn't anything else to do really. It was true that he often considered his daughter's desires as good as his own and she had just used it against him. Calvin felt no betrayal though. He knew she just wanted to make their time together better than ever.

"Ok Baby. What do I have to take?"

"Oh yay! Oh Daddy, you'll love this so much. I can't wait for you to just slam my tiny little body so I hard I just break into a thousand little pieces." She pushed away from him enough to jump up and clap in excitement before pressing said body against his again.

"I'm glad you're happy Pumpkin."

"I am Daddy, I really am. Only you could ever make me so happy." Calvin smiled at her as she positively beamed. He would suffer anything with a smile on his face in order to see that look on her.

"So, what did my little drug addict get us?"

"Daddy!" she screeched in outrage. "You know I'm not an addict. At least I'm not addicted to drugs." She drew her little hand over his crotch, enjoying the feel of his hard manhood.

"Ok, so what did my little cock addict get us?" He replied with a grin. Her startlingly blue eyes seemed to shine as if polished as she smiled back. Calvin's heart melted in his chest and his dick lurched in her hand. He loved her more than life itself.

"Well I don't know all the names," she started as she took the baggie from him. "But the blue ones are Viagra and the little ones with the bunny on them are Ecstasy. The pink ones are supposed to give you hours of non-stop energy and the yellow ones make it so you can cum over and over again without your balls hurting like they always do. At least that's what Celia said."

As she spoke, Annie pointed out each of the drugs she was describing. She held the clear plastic baggie up over her own eye level to be sure her much larger father could clearly see them.

"So Celia is your drug dealer then?"

"No Daddy!" She giggled at that. "Celia is the girl who's gonna fuck you tomorrow when I'm too exhausted to."

"Baby, I don't want to fuck anyone but you." Calvin put extra emphasis on the word want. It was true. Annie was the only woman he'd wanted for a long time.

"I know Daddy, but Celia's got a really tight little pussy. I tested it out myself to be sure she was good enough for you."

"Annie! Since when did you start having sex with girls?"

"Oh Daddy! With all of this stuff there's no way I'm gonna be enough for you. I had to find someone I could trust to keep you happy when I couldn't."

"Pumpkin you know I could never cheat on you."

"I know Daddy, but it won't be cheating if I'm there to enjoy watching you fuck her like the nasty little slut she is." The atmosphere was starting to ratchet up as her language made Calvin react with intense lust. They both loved it when she talked dirty.

"You're the only nasty little slut I need."

"Daddy, come on. Tonight is about making you happy and if that means letting some other slut fuck you then I'm willing to do it. To make you happy."

"Fucking Celia will not make me happy."

"Why don't you let her pussy determine that in the morning?" She was ready to move on and no longer wanted to discuss Celia. "Let's forget about that blonde whore and get to the brunette one right in front of you."

"Annie..."

"Daddy I'm so ready for you to fuck me I think there's a puddle on the carpet."

"Yeah? You want Daddy to rip your tight little pussy up don't you?"

"God Daddy! I want you to hurt me so bad I won't be able to get out of bed for days. I want you to use me like the sick, twisted, little incestuous whore I've always been for you."

"You think you can handle it?" Calvin was keyed up now and the drugs were all but forgotten.

"No way! I think you're gonna be too much for me and that's what I want. I'm such a filthy cum dumpster, I just don't know if I have the capacity to hold all of your delicious seed."

"Why don't we find out?"

"God Daddy, what are you waiting for? Use my sick fucking ass! I can't wait any longer." Annie's hand was gripping his hard on through his slacks so tight it hurt. Calvin was careful not to give away that fact however, he didn't want to ruin the moment by causing her concern.

"Get upstairs and take those fucking clothes off! Now!" He barked at her and her scent seemed to thicken in the air. She loved it when he used his authoritarian position over her to order her around.

"Fuck Daddy! I can't fucking wait!" She yelled back at him as she made her way up the stairs at a dead run. She was still holding the baggie of chemical goodies and she had to remind herself to make sure he took them before he banged the bottom out of her pussy.

Calvin watched awestricken as his daughter's perfect body worked to get her up the stairs. She was so incredible; he had no way to describe it. If he had ever been asked what made a woman perfect for him, he would have described his daughter to a tee. It had taken him years to realize that, but it seemed she had known from as early as her preteen years that they were meant to be. She constantly told him she had wanted him for as long as she could remember.

Even so, it had been less than a year since she had finally taken it upon herself to seduce him. She said she just couldn't wait for him to take the initiative any longer.

In many ways the girl was like her mother. She was pretty, not in a supermodel way but more of a girl next door down, to earth sort of way. She was petite, more so than her mother in fact. Cassy had been five foot three and around one hundred pounds, maybe one hundred and five. Annie was barely five feet tall and couldn't have been more than ninety five pounds soaking wet and fully clothed. For some reason Calvin found her diminutive size an incredible turn on. It made him feel like a giant standing over a foot taller than she was.

Coupled with the way she kept her hair in that short bob, Annie was a raven haired pixie that could harden a dead man's cock. The only trait she seemed to inherit from him was an insatiable sex drive. Her mother had been warm and soft and nice but she just never seemed to feel the intense desire that was a constant companion for him. Annie seemed to have that in spades.

Calvin made his way up the stairs trying not to rush. He was as excited as he had ever been, but he wanted his little nymph to stew a bit in her own juices. The longer he made her wait the harder she'd want him to fuck her. He intended to fuck her harder than ever before.

"Baby, what's all this?" He asked as he walked in his bedroom only to find his naked daughter on the bed with a couple of small boxes sitting next to her and the pills laid out on the night stand beside the bed. The only light in the room was from a scattering of candles that cast restless shadows across everything and made Annie look like some kind of magical creature sent to provide endless hours of sexual satisfaction.

"I have a couple more presents for you Daddy," she said in that shy little voice that made her sound so vulnerable. She kept both hands behind her back and arched up as he walked in, jutting her tiny breasts out at him just the way he liked.

"You didn't need to get me any more Darling, you know I have everything I could ever want."

"I know Daddy, but I had to get you these things. I had to." She sounded like she was swimming in hormones as her voice got uncharacteristically husky. If she dropped the little girl act then it had to be intensely important to her.

"Ok Baby." Calvin was a little surprised at all of this, but he smiled at Annie and sat beside her on the bed.

'God she's so tiny! And that body, it's just so fucking perfect!' He thought as his eyes once again took her in. Maybe it was sick of him to want her so much, but he couldn't help it.

There was a fresh innocence to her but also a deep set carnal knowledge that declared her a woman. That was the only thing that allowed him to justify the things he'd done with her.

"What did you get me?"

"Open it Daddy, I can't wait!" Annie sounded breathless as she watched his hands reach out to pick up the first rectangular box. It was just a bit longer than it was wide and would have looked large in her hands. It fit well in his own.

"What is this baby?" Calvin asked as he looked in the box. It looked like an odd shaped ball, or even an egg, with a wire coming from it and attached to a thin remote. He had never heard of such a thing.

"It's a special vibrator Daddy. It has a nub on it that is meant to press up against your prostate when I put it inside you." He was shocked to hear her talking about putting something in his ass. Sure he knew she was willing to do anything, but nothing like that had ever come up before.

"You want to use this on me?" He winced inwardly as he realized he sounded almost offended by the thought. Annie just smiled at him, anticipating his reaction.

"Yes Daddy, but only when you're ready for it." She batted her eyelashes at him and flipped her hair and once again he was ready to do anything for her. "Open the other one Daddy."

"Ok Princess," he said as he reached for the other box. It had nearly identical dimensions as the first one and when he opened it he was a bit confused. "This is the same thing only bigger Baby."

"No it isn't Daddy. It's meant to go in my pussy while you fuck me in the ass." He could only gape at her now. First she wanted to put something in his ass and now she wanted his cock in hers. Two firsts and the night hadn't really begun yet.

"Baby, don't you think that might hurt?"

"I hope so Daddy. I love it when you hurt me." She smiled so broad it cramped her face but Annie was too happy to care. She was speaking the truth, she loved pain during sex. It was a measure of her trust in him that she was able to give herself so completely to him without worrying that the things he'd do to hurt her might have permanent results. They'd explored that before, yet it still seemed to shock him.

"I know, but I'm not sure I like to hurt you."

"It's ok Daddy. I know you like to hurt me because I enjoy it, not because you hate me or something. You're not sadistic; you just love me too much." Annie explained it as if it was basic knowledge that anyone would be expected to have, yet it wasn't condescending in the least. It was just her nature to sound so childish and yet so wise.

"You're sure you want to try anal sex?"

"Yes Daddy, I am."

"Well I think we should at least get some kind of lubricant. The risk of..." Calvin trailed off as his daughter brought her hands around in front of her body. She held two tubes of jelly that she'd bought that day for just that reason.

"You really are too smart, you know that?" He chuckled as she smiled her best little nymph smile.

"So Daddy, what do you want to take first?" She said after putting the lube down on the bed. Calvin just frowned at her so she elaborated. "The pills Daddy."

"Oh, well what lasts the longest?"

"I don't know. I think the Viagra is supposed to last four hours."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and there's enough there for three doses. I hope as soon as the first dose starts to wear off you'll take another. I don't know if I'll be able to get you hard on my own at that point."

"If anyone can it's you Pumpkin." Calvin said as he leaned over to grab a couple of the blue pills. She had even set down a couple glasses of water on the table and he found himself smiling at how great his daughter was. Before he could take the pills, she spoke up.

"I think the pink and yellow pills are supposed to last like six hours or something, so you can take them now."

"Alright," he said as he swept up the pills.

"Not all of them Daddy, that's three doses of each too."

"Oh, ok Honey." It took Calvin a moment to figure out what each dose should be and shuffle the excess out of his hand and back on the table. "What about the ecstasy?"

"Why don't we save that for later? It's supposed to make sex like, exponentially better and I don't think I could handle that right away."

"I don't think I could handle that ever." He said with a chuckle. If what she said was true, the ecstasy would send him straight to heaven. It was impossible for him to imagine anything more pleasurable than fucking his amazing little daughter, but if the ecstasy could make that better he was willing to expand his imagination a bit.

"Are you gonna take anything Baby?"

"No Daddy, I'm just gonna take you."

"Are you sure you don't want some of the pink ones? A little more energy might be nice." It was a scary thought, Annie with more energy. He passed out exhausted every night while she sucked his flaccid cock and played with herself for who knew how long afterward. If she had even more energy she'd never sleep again.

"No Daddy. Those are for you so you can outlast me, not so I can turn into a raving lunatic. I'm as horny as I need to be for you." She reached out to touch him through his pants again and found he was horny for her as well. Of course, it had been a long time since she'd found him any other way.

"Ok Honey, down the hatch then." Calvin toasted her as she began to stroke him before popping the fistful of pills in his mouth and washing them down with a mouthful of water.

Those blue eyes of hers were wide with arousal and anticipation and he found himself staring into them. There was a heat to them that never failed to warm him and he basked in it as the pleasure of her hand started to register with him. For several long minutes they just looked into each other's eyes as Annie stroked him, lost in their intense love.

Slowly Calvin reached out to wrap his left arm around her tight body and draw her close. The feel of her against him made his cock twitch in her hand and she moaned at the sensation. Their lips met and immediately the atmosphere became charged with lust. The kiss deepened and their tongues intertwined in a war neither ever wanted to win.

The fingers of her father's left hand traveled across her flat belly and down through the tuft of hair between her legs to find her smooth little pussy. Annie moaned again, this time into her father's mouth, as those fingers found that tiny dot that gave her so much pleasure.

When they had first become lovers Annie had been scared Calvin would find her body too childlike and reject her. When he didn't she had then found new insecurities, from the size of her breasts to her overwhelming sex drive. He had always managed to put her at ease about these things, but there was one thing about her body he couldn't make her happy about. She hated her clit, or rather how small it was.


Altered Fur State



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CHAPTER 1

Roger runs a successful Internet Wholesale/Import operation just outside Portland up a mountainside above the Columbia and is reasonably well off. Roger is very much into the softness of fur, its sexual excitement and fantasies, his house being well endowed with very fine furs of all types. Included in his furs are Jackets and Coats that he frequently wears to the office and social events. Roger is unmarried since he could never entice any of his girlfriends into his fondness for fur. Don't misunderstand, Roger loves women very much and has desperately wanted a woman in his life. He understands however that fur must be a part of that. The women he has dated to now don't understand his proclivity for fur nor share the pleasures of fur as a part of their desires.

Roger is 6'-2", 33, ruggedly built and quite strong with clear blue eyes. He was always very good at sports but not obsessed over them. Handsome is not a good description but substantial and rugged would be. Not your image of a fur fetish freak if there is such a profile. He always preferred intellectual and artistic pursuits contrary to his image. 

Roger lost his parents when he was eight in a car accident to a drunk driver and had to make his way on his own after that. He lived with a married Aunt who took him in until after High school and a few years of Community College. He was never a difficult child and she raised him as her own. She had several furs a few of which were his mother's and it was that exposure that cemented Rogers passion for fur. 

His Aunt accommodated his proclivity so he was never burdened with any internal conflicts about this. He had a few modest furs of his own with his jobs after school he had as a kid. After being out on his own at twenty he began to acquire more quality furs. The height of Rogers fantasies is to see a beautiful woman in fur, hoping one might be his mate some day.

There is a growing realization with Roger that something very peculiar is happening to him. There are very brief time lapses in his memory. Not like he had dozed off. He begins to find artifacts and articles of clothing, apparently all or mostly all are women's, in his house in different places. Some are historically familiar and some are very different or totally unfamiliar, indeed Science Fiction-like. He also has this very gratified feeling like after fantastic sex immediately after these memory lapses. He didn't feel physically exerted as if he had actually engaged in extended sex however. 

The rest of his life continues to be totally unaffected and quite normal. These time lapses seem to occur at precisely 10:00PM but on random days and last for precisely 3 minutes. It doesn't seem to make any difference where he is. So being a very responsible person Roger makes sure he's not driving or doing anything that will cause an accident at that time until he can figure out what is going on. He also begins to avoid others or stays home at that time. An unexplained absence or strange behavior would be hard to explain particularly since he doesn't know anything about what has happed. There are no signs or feelings of a seizure before or afterwards. 

Roger gets an MRI, EKG, mental acuity tests, reflex tests and a few other medical tests that might reveal or explain his loss of memory. He does this under the guise of insurance and is declared sharp as a tack and disgustingly healthy.

Not long after his tests one evening during the break between TV shows (10:00PM) Roger notices a flash and is total disoriented for what seems like 30 seconds but with some perception of touching warm flesh. When his head clears there's an article of buckskin with a large Red Fox skin as part of the clothing like a skirt complete with Fox tail beside him on the couch and there's the unmistakable aroma of sex in the air with the faint smell of campfire smoke in the buckskin and Fox. He's totally satiated. This is not unlike a buckskin moccasin he found last month in the hall. 

Since he has kept all these artifacts he goes to the chest where he had begun to store them and takes them all out. After about an hour of sorting and carefully examining them Roger has five distinct piles and five separate items that didn't apparently fit with any of the others. A few were fur or had fur attached. Since he never found more than one item at a time he counted them. Roger was shocked when the final item total added up to twenty eight. So ten women, five with some regularity? How many were there that left no artifact? What happened in these "blackouts". Since there were repeats I must not be a time traveling Jack-the-Ripper like in the TV sci-fi shows. Did I not like the single item women or are they yet to repeat? Do they need to repeat? 

Roger goes to bed and after a few hours, deep in REM, memories as dreams begin to come. Mostly faces, nude women and smells, familiar and totally strange landscapes and places. Not enough to indicate time or place but enough to get a "feel" of the events. Very erotic and sex charged with lots of passion in furs like his wildest waking fantasies and fur sex dreams all happening in his Bed Room. It almost all vanishes from his mind as he awakes but enough sticks to give Roger a sense of something real actually having happened. Are these Alien Abductions??? No memory of little gray men like in the abduction stories or X-Files, just these beautiful women and the fur sex in his Bed Room. Just dreams or more?

For nearly a month Roger doesn't experience any more memory loses or flashes. Also no more dreams of events. He's beginning to think that it has all been a figment of his overactive imagination except for the artifacts. He occasionally takes them out and hold them each at a time and after a while Roger begins to think there's a familiar image in his mind related to each item. Like the memory of a long lost friend or relative. If it were not for the artifacts Roger would have given it all up as hallucinations and overactive dreams.

A couple of the Alien artifacts have a particularly strong feel to them. He also realizes he's starting to invent some of the most improbable items even for him. 

Roger is also a very creative and very observant guy who could never follow his main love of science for a variety of circumstantial reasons. 

The Wholesale/Import business was something he put together to make a living and hasn't been very difficult for him to do. It mostly runs itself now. He isn't sure where these ideas are coming from but they're definitely "out there". 

It is when he comes upon a simple and elegant solution that makes a low temperature Energy Cell work and becomes an instant Billionaire that things begin to really happen. It isn't at all about the money or fame either. Of course women are beating down his door and he has more offers than he knows what to do with, including celebrity babes. They'll do anything to be with him!! Suddenly they all adore fur!! Temptation. Roger has become quite the catch and very public. Roger doesn't like the public notoriety at all. No Howard Hughes but?

CHAPTER 2

Within days of my fame and fortune I'm watching the TV news and there's another "flash" at 10:00PM and a totally gorgeous six foot six tall woman with long light brown hair is reclining beside me on the couch and she's wrapped in my Silver Fox spread nude and to my astonishment so am I. I'm on her instantly and we're making mad and passionate love. Somehow this is all totally familiar to me and almost routine. How can this be?? Being totally carried away by the moment I'm helpless at the same time I have never made such energetic and passionate love or so loved the fur experience with sex ever. I musters up enough energy to ask who she is. 

"Oh. So the two halves have come together finally." 

"I'm not sure. It seems familiar but I don't understand." 

"I may leave before I can fully explain but this is not a figment of your imagination. You are in an expanded time dimension and this is for your convenience." 

Flash and it/she was gone with the Fox spread laying empty on the couch still warm from their body heat. I was still nude.

I KNOW I have never had sex like this before? Unless it happened in these "expanded time dimensions". It certainly explains the satisfaction after the other blackouts. I am feeling very satisfied. No wonder I haven't been frenetically looking for a woman to have sex with!! Will I remember the next one? She said something about the two halves finally coming together. 

I found a new pair of silkier than silk panties in my Bed Room on the floor right next to my clothes in a heap. Definitely a match for one of the Alien piles. "She is no Alien unless being six foot six qualifies. Gabriel Reese is nearly that tall and just as gorgeous and she's no Alien? The sex was unbelievably rich and exciting with all that fur fondling of each other. Better than my wildest fur fantasies. It was definitely real and not a figment of my imagination." 

The very next evening at 10:00PM another flash and I'm standing out in a Prairie ... Kansas?, with an absolutely gorgeous Indian Maiden standing beside me. She looks over to me quite casually and not at all surprised. She says in her Indian tongue, which I fully understand, "Hi. You came for me again? I'm ready to go." In the next instant we're standing in my Bed Room and she is pulling me on to my new Russian Sable spread which she comments on as she slides across in the most sexually enticing way. She is unbelievably sexy and erotic in her holding and fondling of me. 

Before I know it we're making the most energetic and passionate love I could ever imagine, again! This episode is much longer and she's very much into fur fondling me. She drags me into the Living Room like she has done it before. We sit on the couch and she grabs the remote, flips to the Discovery channel and we watch TV while fur fondling each other like fantasy dates and fantasy wives I have dreamed of. 

She says: "Our child has blue eyes so the Elders knew I was not lying about being "abducted" by a strange but wonderful ghost. They call him Ghost Eyes and he is considered a blessing for my Tribe." I'm totally stunned .. a FATHER!!

She says she's not told them about TV or any of those things. She knows they are not prepared. She's around until after midnight before vanishing. I'm the only white person she has ever seen or heard of, hence Ghost. 

We have intercourse several more times before she leaves with the most wonderful fur fondling I could ever imagine. I really like her very much and realized she's already in my heart. She is so sensuous and free in the way she makes love. I give her the Fox and moccasin back since she probably was missing them. The Fox rides up on top of her butt and is very sexy. A well designed erotic fur fetish piece with the Fox tail dangling right between her butt cheeks like an arrow pointing "stick it in here". She's very in tune with making love in the fur and totally free. Only three minutes had elapsed with nearly three hours of experience. 

Roger goes back to his chest again to sort things out a little more given these new experiences. There are things of the Tall Girl from the future. There are other totally Alien/Future articles that defies any understanding. The fabric is incomprehensible. It changes with a thought from "Silk" to"Cashmere" to "Fur" and a plain metal rod that sings and vibrates slightly when it is touched. These are the ones Roger first found and was fascinated by the "fur" appearance and disappearance. There are a few fragments of "thought" when he touches them now that wasn't apparent before. 

In the "undetermined" pile is a small iridescent mineral rock with no special "vibes" that could belong to the Alien pile or? 

There are also two different sized corsets. "I can see why they might be left behind. The time it takes to put one on." Then there is this one beautiful silk sash which is clearly Japanese No clue as to time? 1650 or 1900? Also a small Onyx Scarab Beetle. 

Somehow much more special is the very fine homespun shawl with circa 1750 border motifs, though like new with a fresh washed smell. Along with it a couple of long, slender, walnut wooden antique hair pins with a few red hairs caught in them that seem to go with the shawl. These seemed to have a very strongly pull at Rogers emotions with a warmth that seems extra special somehow? 

"I don't dare take any of these things to any Specialists. There would be no explaining how I came by them or the discrepancies that are bound to exist."

I'm listening to some music an evening about two weeks later reading about time dilation theories and not paying any attention to the time when suddenly I'm standing back stage in a concert hall circa 1850. Right in front of me, totally startled and speechless, is a very beautiful young auburn haired woman of about 5'-7". Tall for her era. What comes out of my mouth is from someone else. "I" tell her not to be afraid that she is very special and has been selected to play a very important role in history. I speak this in French. I don't speak French. I am as surprised as she is stunned. 

We are immediately flashed to my Bed Room and she's already nude as am I, both on the Sable spread. She is still stunned and sits upright clutching the Sable to her chest. I tell her that this is as much a surprise to me as it is to her but don't be afraid that she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to. That's all me speaking but French is coming out of my mouth. I also hand her the Silver Fox spread as well which she wraps around herself. 

She begins to relax but at the same time it was clear the Fox and Sable and my being nude is starting to have an effect on her. She's beginning to get very stimulated and aroused. She's staring intently at my very stiff cock. With her beauty and the furs I'm drawn to her like a magnet. 

She begins to smile softly and as I slide over toward her she rolls over in the furs and turns so she's lying on her back but her head toward me looking up at me. Very submissive and fondling herself with the Sable and Fox, enticing and very sexy. 

She reaches out and touches my cock stroking it with the Sable pulling it to her and kisses it. I leaned over her and begin to fondle her body with the Sable as well and kissing her around her muff. She starts to moan and writhe in the fur and moves around begging me to hold her and to make love to her. With my first penetration I discover she is a virgin but she's overcome with wild and uncontrollable passion. Different from the other two and certainly as fine, softly clinging to my body, keeping my cock buried in her climaxing repeatedly. After many climaxes with her we began to calm down and return to "normal".

The music had been playing all along and she suddenly stands up and says "Where is the orchestra?" I happen to have been playing some Bach. "How quaint. I haven't heard his music for a while." She rolls off the bed and walks into the Living Room. She's shocked to not see any musicians but to hear its full sound all around her. I sit her down and tell her about my/her "Time Travel" and this is the year 2004 and I'm sure why this is happening. We're obviously suppose to copulate. This is obviously a first time for her. With this, her first time with intercourse, she's still highly stimulated. 

She is so fine and there is so much I want to ask her I hope it is not her last time. She is totally stunned and speechless. We spend some time watching TV as a means of showing her "my time". I wrapped her in a Lynx throw and said that she is to say nothing about this on her return. She climaxes with our intercourse several more times as I hold and fondle her in the Lynx. I tell her to not worry about returning that she will probably have only been gone from "her time" three minutes. 

Suddenly I realize I'm seeing hours on TV in advance of my time!!! TV becomes very interesting. I am suddenly "struck" with the feeling that I should not abuse this knowledge. 

In an instant she is gone. Her name is Beatrice. I hope I see her again. 

She flashes in exactly one month later. I can't believe how incredible the sex is with her. She had obviously been thinking about it in the interim. Beatrice is into the fur thing this time very pro actively. Her fondling of me was a whole other level. I pack her with semen. 

I'm sure that is what this is all about now. She's so passionate and submissive. I fondle her and climax with her as much as humanly possible. It's very exciting making love with her. Definitely on some kind of sex mate short list.

I'm realizing that with all my new wealth I couldn't buy this level of sex from the most expensive Hookers, Call Girls available or any other woman for that matter. 

It is very real and the women are fully committed and passionate. They are fully engaged in a combination of sex and fur way beyond my wildest fantasies. It is an inseparable relationship of sex and fur. They are all definitely getting "knocked up". It doesn't get any more real than that.

They're somehow being "selected" for me? I think.

A week later Indian Maiden is back and we have a wonderful time together. She stays practically the whole night this time. I'm wondering afterwards why as it's not ovulation time for her I don't believe? 

It turned out that I would never see her again. Do the "Gods" have compassion after all?

The next evening I encounter the woman of the iridescent rock. She's actually from another planet. She's homo sapiens and not Alien. In the time before and now we were unable to sort out the connections or a mutual time frame. It is a planet on the other side of the galaxy as best as we could figure. We are both good at astronomy and I have a large Astronomical Telescope on the roof. My sky is not like her sky at all except for distant references which are shifted for her. Big time TIME and distance between us. The other side of the Galaxy at least. 

They do sex the old fashioned way all the same. Other than a very slight olive green tint to her light brown skin and slightly greenish tint (natural) to her black hair and nearly black eyes she is quite "normal" and would not be out of place at all in your local punk/goth hang out. 

She screws like a mink. I was sure she was going to wring my cock off and take it with her. DNA on an interplanetary level. She's beside herself in the fur. I can't fondle her enough with the fur. She must have climaxed a dozen times and wanted more. She said they don't have fur bearing animals on her planet and she had been trying to figure out how to produce it. I gave her a Crystal Fox and Mink jackets to take with her. Since coming here it is all she can think about. Yes she did give birth two months ago and the boy has blue eyes. The only one on the planet to have blue eyes. I thought blue eyes were recessive? If there are no fur bearing mammals then that means no mammals and they are not native to their planet? 

After a particularly long and intensely focused day in the shop I fall asleep listening to music and am startled by noises I have never heard before. I'm standing in a hilly scrub brush countryside and the noise is coming directly toward me. It sounds like a tiger but not like any I have heard in the zoo. A small female dressed in animal skins and furs is running toward me over the hill. She suddenly stops as she is right upon me, as terrified of my sudden appearance in front of her as the very large Tiger chasing her for lunch. My attire had not changed to "local". I motion for her to come closer. She briefly hesitates but she's again more terrified of the Tiger than me. As she gets within four feet we vanish to reappear in my Bed Room of all places. 




Altered Fur State



She stinks to high heaven and I'm not about to make love to that. I grab her by the wrist and pull her into the Bath Room and motioned for her to stay put, like to a dog and start the bath water. She begins to smile. She speaks with these guttural grunting and squeaking sounds. I understand her perfectly to say "Thank you". I am figuring out that the "translations" are happening in the mind though they seem to come from the persons mouth. Kind of like a badly dubbed film. She needed no encouragement to get into the tub. She spent an entire hour bathing. I start helping her by washing her back and shampooing her hair. She's cooing like a dove the whole time especially when I dry her hair. I did take the opportunity to begin fondling her. I'm nude the entire time and she is staring and smiling at my stiffening cock. This is obviously her first time also but despite the tens? of thousands of years she is taking right to it. 

We are obviously starting from near the beginning of modern homo sapiens. After the cleanup she's actually quite attractive, a petite 4'-8". She says she's tall among her people and astonished at my height and size. I wouldn't say beautiful mainly because of her early wear and tear. Very thick bushy light brown hair and blue eyes. 

I lead her into the Bed Room and she jumps up on the bed on hands and knees to do it doggie style. She has already figured out why she is here. Not so primitive after all. I get in bed beside her lying on my back and reach up to her pulling her down on top of me. She responds in the sweetest and most sensitive way I have ever experienced. While she is lying on my chest I start to kiss her and I realize this is a new experience for her. She is totally beside herself at its pleasures. She has bent her knees and brought her feet together and my cock is clamped in fur between the bottoms of her feet. In her excitement of kissing she is jerking me off with her feet. 

I slowly roll over on top of her and begin to fondle her body with the Sable. I'm totally covering her body with mine pressing her deep into the Sable but she wants me there. She is strong, moaning in ecstasy very quickly. She is in heaven and gradually I slide into her, my cock being enormous to her, stretching her to her limits. Her response is incredible. She begins to shake uncontrollably in a very long climax and I am ejaculating uncontrollably. When Did we lose that? Is that because of the new position for her or do they do that when they do it doggie style?? 

She is so small that when I grab her under her arms, my hands almost cover her entire back, with my thumbs on her nipples. She's moaning and screaming in pleasure. I roll over on my back again and lift her up over my stiff cock. She is draped with a Fox coat. She gives me a big smile and grunts "do it". I pump her up and down on my cock until she is as limp as a rag doll and so full cum is running out all over my belly. She's moaning and screaming with pleasure the entire time. The first time I have been totally satisfied having sex with a small woman. 

After we come down from the incredible passion and I am still fondling her with the Sable as she lays on her back she "says" "No she had never done any of these things before that this was all so exciting and wonderful she truly got carried away. Is this what I wanted from her?" I said that someone else wanted us to do this for the future? It all starts to make perfect sense to me now. Am I the only one doing this? For some reason I didn't want her to leave. What about the Tiger? It would all be in vain if she is cat food. Poof right from my arms. Our origins are very fragile yet very refined and intelligent, I continue to think.

After having very fine sex and a lot of fun with the corset girls, Mary from England (1780) and Heidi from Bavaria (1810), Space Girl returns. This time we get to spend a bit more time together. She says we have been together four times all together and she has had two sets of twin girls and a boy. All, of course, have blue eyes. She is looking forward to many more. She understands the importance, I am correct, and besides the sex is so incredible that she would come for that alone. Gee, what a compliment. 

Space Girl is the designated Child Bearer for their space trip and is tall for her time as well. The semen on board is not taking and only mine is producing babies. She said that according to my accounts of history that her history (2240) has already been changed significantly and that I am considered a near savior of mankind. They knew someone was to be selected from their time but they didn't know who. She has told no one it is her. I said that the timings were all off for child birth and ovulation. How could this be true? 

"Time dilation. I travel in space at incredible speeds so the transportation warps time. If I am impregnated this time, it has yet to fail, I will give birth next week your time on my space ship. It's too bad you don't remember coming for me. I was elated it was me that was chosen. For all of this to be happening in outer space is curious. What is the plan in that? We have been experiencing significant automatic upgrades to our drive system and are now 150% more efficient than when we started from Jupiter." Poof. 

Making love to a woman taller than me is a new experience. I thought of Cave Girl and what she must feel like. It is possible to get this great a difference over the Internet sex/dating sites. 

The next evening Cave Girl returns. I asked her what happened when she returned and what about the Tiger? 

"I returned to another place and found new people to be with. They are much nicer people than the Clan I had been living with. They are more like me and the men are a bit taller than me." She was talking quite differently and I asked her about that. 

"I had to learn how to speak all over." 

So it is not totally rigid. There is an intelligence controlling the individual. Kind of like Clan of the Cave Bear by Arthur C. Clark. We had beautiful sex and she was totally into the fur. She asked me to turn her into a rag doll again. None of her kind are big enough to do it. She loves my large and powerful body on her and being buried in the fur beneath me and my huge, to her, cock. I pump her full again. 

"I am teaching my new people the way of fur. We are having fun and much pleasure. We are developing rituals around its use for copulation."

CHAPTER 3

I had not been paying any attention to my world for several months other than taking care of my businesses and when I finally started to venture out more I began to see why "the powers that be" realize the need for change. Our history is awful. What has already changed by Cave Girl, Heidi, Mary, Indian Maid and Beatrice? What about the others I don't know about, like Scarab Girl and the Japanese woman? What about Green Space Girl? None of these women show up in any historical records. Beatrice was the most likely candidate to be found. Nothing. 

I did begin to find some peculiar kinks in history as best as I could recall from memory. The Bataan Death March never happened. No records what so ever. Japanese Girl? Is this progressive? Three months later "The Trail of Tears" never happened and the Cherokee Nation covers a significant portion of western North Carolina and eastern Tennessee. I ask around about it and that is the way it has always been. General Custer drank himself to death. Ten months later The Bureau of Indian Affairs never existed and most Indians are a prosperous business class. This can't be just Indian Girl? There are no obvious missing people. Some have different jobs or live somewhere else. These are the kinds of things Space Girl said was happening in her time and place. If only Barbarrella knew. 

My scientific contributions and major inventions are all still there and doing their jobs. I suppose they too may change. The old adage "The only constant is change" is certainly the ONLY constant now. I begin to notice subtle changes in the landscape and buildings as well almost daily. All for the good for sure. I'm now growing to expect it.

Over a month has gone by since my last visitor and I'm beginning to think that they're ending when Scarab Girl shows up. Very young and scared to death. She has been persecuted for having a child of "unknown origin". She said she was able to save it by giving it to a Tribe of slaves as their own. Many of them have blue eyes. She didn't want to get pregnant again but that she could leave with them as they're being set free under the strangest of circumstances. She had befriended the Slaves. We make love and it's very bittersweet for her. She cries the whole time, not over the sex but out of grief. I hope I am doing the right thing in this case. 

Shortly after that I'm transported to dozens of different planets in the Galaxy nearly daily to retrieve women and impregnate them. If it were not so profound it would be almost boring. I never had sex so may times in one month in my life. 

It is difficult, relative to my time, what times these women represent, the future, present or the past for their planets? A few were nearly as primitive as Cave Girl. The worlds are not that different from Earth. A few are large Moons around hot gas giants but the conditions are very much the same. Clearly those folks did not evolved from their environment though they're remarkably well adapted. No way, quickly, to tell the time frames and locations. 

Some of these women are as familiar as the girl next door and some are much more exotic but all are clearly and identifiably homo sapiens and very beautiful despite any "differences". The differences are no greater than the characteristics of the people of Earth. Not like Sci-Fi at all. There are no differences in my bed and they all love having sex in the fur within fifteen minutes tops. That one is from a planet where females are all slaves and sex is very violent, sometimes deadly to the female. Once we started to "make love not war" she was into it in a very big way. She left with a very different perspective on life. I hope she starts a Revolution. 

A few must have been in a hurry as they were in and out in no time at all. A few linger for quite a while and we get to enjoy each other a great deal more like Slave Girl. I am finding it very curious now as to how the Galaxy has been so uniformly seeded with homo sapiens and is Earth the origin? No exotic two heart versions with three digits or three legs, pointed ears, horn ridges or the like. Sex with all is "by the book". Some, like earth women, are better than others but that is probably a planetary variable. 

Most all, like Green Alien Girl, are totally into the fur big time and want me to max them out and said they can't wait to get back for more. They'll have as many offspring as I or whoever would like them to have just to get laid in the fur. A few said that this kind of abduction they don't mind at all, in fact they love the secret screwing. Much better than the little Gray guys. First time I've heard mention of them. I found this to be the most curious thing of all. 

Early on I began to get mink stoles and small furs for them to take back with them as a sample. I got a stock of them off eBay. I have some nicer pieces for those that want very fine fur. I hope they survive the return journey. Strange anomalies happen sometimes in transport like loosing your clothes. There is again more than a hint of an individual consciousness to this all. Galactic DNA Month has been a big hit for me. Still no visit from the Japanese girl.

A week goes by and I'm transported just down the street but it's 2243. Of course nothing is quite the same but I'm surprised at how little improvement there is. I'm standing in front of a woman my height, dark brown hair with tan skin and oriental eyes. I give her the same line in strangely corrupted but recognizable English to which her reply is, loosely, "yea right". 

Zap to my Bed Room again and she is nude as am I of course. She is more shocked and intimidated than any woman from any place or time to date. She's very hostile and I'm getting nowhere fast. 

She makes a break for the front door to leave. This has never happened before and I have no idea what will happen if she is successful. She opens the door and is thrown across the room by an invisible force. She, remarkably, is not hurt and gets up, runs at the open doorway again and is propelled back again. I close the door and say that it doesn't appear that we are going anywhere. She's furious. 

I say, "why don't you sit down and lets talk about this." 

"There is nothing to talk about. I have heard about you and it's all a myth. You're just some guy trying to get into my shorts." 

"Tell me what is going on. I know that changes are taking place in my time." 

"They did for quite a while. Folks of Earth even got together to send the Deep Space Manned Probe out sixty years ago. Changes have slowed down and after a few years of messages they were sending back they kept getting more and more infrequent. Folks are beginning to think they were killed and are getting disillusioned." 

I tell her about Space Girl and the time dilation problem and that they are just fine, better than fine. Not that she's believing me all that much but she's starting to calm down at least. 

"Everybody has been going around in a dream state lately and paying attention to nothing or no one. Even my boyfriend has been so out there that he hasn't paid any attention to me in over a year and I am so passed horny I've forgotten what it is all about any more. It certainly has not improved my attitude ... What the hell. At least I can get a good screw out of it."

She walks back to the Bed Room and flops back on the bed on her back and says, "have at me with your best". 

As I approached the bed she begins to slide back into the corner of the bed and as she does I grab the Lynx spread and throw it at her. She jumps, startled and grabs it to herself, still frowning though with signs of being stimulated by the fur. She's now totally engulfed in Sable and Lynx furs. 

I begin to press the furs against her and rubbing them over her body and she began to emit low and quiet sighs and moans. She is pinned in the corner on soft sheared Beaver pillows and totally surrounded by furs. I continue rubbing the furs all over her body and begin to fondle her vagina with the Sable. Her low moan increases to an open mouth wailing as she begins to move back and forth against the fondling with intermittent sighing. I then begin to kiss her full mouth and fondling her breasts with the fur as well. She responds with very energetic kissing, consuming me. Her movements in response to the fondling of her vagina are increasing at a rapid rate and I can tell she's near climax. I Increase the overall fur fondling and begin to push the Sable deeper into her vagina. She is now screaming for more and more until she explodes in a massive climax. 

After calming down some and with a smile on her face; "Why didn't you screw me?"

"I wanted to get you in the mood. You were far to nervous and apprehensive. Do you still want it?" 

"More than ever in my life." Still wrapped in the Lynx I hold her in my arms and begin kissing her again but pulling her closer to my body. She rolls us over and over in the Sable squirming as she does. She's getting very excited and highly stimulated by the furs then swings over on top of me jamming my cock deep into her vagina letting out a scream as she does. She begins to ride me like a horse, increasing in motion as she does. Occasionally she moves up and down slamming her crotch on to my stomach as she does, emitting a grunt. I begin ejaculating and as I do she contracts her vagina and milks the juices from my cock. This continues for quite a while until she starts to get a glazed look in her eyes and she launches into a series of spasmodic contractions and rapid up and down motions gasping and exhaling as she shakes. She suddenly collapses into the Sable. 

She lies there quietly gasping for breath face down in the Sable. She gradually begins stroking the Sable and rolls over looking up at me. "Boy the future sure fucks." 

I begin fondling her again with Sable over her body and she slowly writhes and begins sighing again. As we're experiencing the last spasms of our second round of climaxes she vanishes and I am left laying there with the last bit of juice running down the side of my cock. You didn't have to be in that big a hurry!!

Tall Space Girl returned and we had another girl this time. She said that "as we travel out from Earth they were finding more humanoids. No other types at all. A few are hostile but most are not and are happy to know they are not alone. Because of our drive system we can't stop and chat. We drop signal/relay buoys along the way. Only lost one to hostile action. The jury is still out on that. Our drive system experienced a 200% upgrade the other day. We are ripping through space at an incredible rate now." It could be that this is what it's all about. A threat from another species, another Galaxy? The slime monsters? 

"No little Gray guys?" 

"No just US." 

I also told her of Future Girl from down the street and she understood her/their predicament.

CHAPTER 4 

I finally get to meet "Homespun shawl" woman, Ruth. In many ways she is the most complete woman I have ever meet anywhere any time or from any time. The warmth in my heart for the shawl is explained. I could easily spend the rest of my life with her and realized I am deeply in love with her. I think she is in love with me as well and she stays for two and a half days this time. There's no apparent reason for the added time. Sex with her is very complete and refined. She is very much into fur but it is much more part of her being and is so natural. As natural as breathing. She is very comfortable with me and the house. Very self assured in every way. Ruth is 5'-10", very tall for her time, red hair, blue eyes and a very nice build. She is a Widow of 24. Her husband died in a farming accident when she was just sixteen, right after marriage and before having children. She didn't remarry and continued to live in the same house. She lives outside Philadelphia in an Amish Community. 

The two children we have had she gave up to very caring, wealthy and childless families in Philadelphia. Ruth fells the purpose is for them to have as much opportunity as possible and the isolated Amish Community would not provide that. 

She told the Elders what was happening to her and they were present when she vanish the third time and returned with a steel Whisk I had given her and no shawl. She left me the shawl that time as a keepsake. They are OK with what she is doing. Gods' will as they put it. 

Her job is a Weaver and Baker and she is very valuable to the Community. I really don't want her to leave though and unlike any of the others, we somehow know a short while before she is to leave and can give our goodbyes like it's a visit and that she'll return soon. 

I send her back this time with a Red Fox spread. She said things I have given her in the past have survived the journey back. I have a very strong connection with Ruth. On return three minutes has elapsed as usual.

Am I getting older quicker because of this? About a year has transpired now since I think I have been experiencing this phenomenon. Too short a time to know. The relative time differences are negligible. I've been 'out there' in these time bubbles a total of maybe a thousand or so hours tops. I certainly feel fine. Meanwhile my world is subtly and gradually changing. Cigarettes never existed on a commercial scale. Folks live to be 95 on average and many past 100 in good health. Male and Female. No one has been resurrected but a few people I know that were very sick and about to die are healthy as can be now. 




Altered Fur State



While I'm procreating like mad the population rate has declined significantly over the past one hundred years!! Yet no one I can determine in the present has ceased to exist? I haven't been able to verify other countries like China, India and Egypt. Tricky Dick lost his first Senate race and continued as a small town lawyer after that. A true conundrum. New and very safe birth control methods "were" developed to accomplish this. The biggest threat to the planet and mankind, overpopulation, is no longer a problem. I'm really feeling guilty now as I fuck like there is no tomorrow when, in fact, I am sure I am fucking for tomorrow.

Green Alien Girl returns and says that her world is going through a dramatic change and a significant reduction in hostile behavior. This is something she acknowledged on her previous visits but that has gotten much better. Her children certainly have nothing to do with that. What is causing it? Since her Planet has no fur bearing animals she did manage to synthesize it. She has a vest of it which she always wears. She has done a remarkable job. It is much more real than our Artificial Fur. It is like real Black Fox. She said it has become quite popular with men and women and has made her wealthy. She's not quite as aggressive in her sex this time also. She responds to more tender approaches and softer fur fondling. Her climaxes are not as fast but much stronger. She's very happy this time around. Have I impregnated someone earlier in her history that has caused that or is it more complex than that? Could it be her invention of fur?

Future Girl from down the street returns for a visit and says that she found herself sitting in a chair at home in the last throws of her climax. Whoever is sending it, she gets the message. We literally pick up where we left off. She's wanting all the fur fondling she can possibly get and I climax with her many times. 

"This is the only joy I have had in my life in so long I cannot remember the last. My boyfriend still will have nothing to do with me."

CHAPTER 5

Since I didn't have to work anymore having sold my Import business, I spend all my time, minus three minute gaps on occasion, in my shop inventing things which is what I always wanted to do in the first place. It's a very nice, well lit space with a grand view of the Columbia River Gorge and the Cascade Mountains. 

The evening after Green Space Girl I'm working there and had taken the Alien artifacts into the shop to get a better look at them. In testing the humming stick I find the electrical current off the largest scale of my test meter. I should have been fried alive instantly with that many Amps. but it only feel like it's vibrating mildly. I'm suddenly filled with images and messages. This is THE device. This is what spoke for me? I begin to try and send my questions in reverse. No reply. 

10:00PM and I am standing in an expansive, smooth open plain of hard packed fine white sand and it ain't Bonneville. Last time I counted we had one moon. There are four of different sizes, smaller and bigger than ours casting half daylight. I'm hearing voices bellowing at me but I speak, telling THEM the burning bush god thing won't fly anymore that I'm not that freaked out. Just show yourself and talk normal. 

An amorphous slightly glowing form appears before me almost instantly. IT says that "we are several million years advanced from you and we/you are reseeding our/your history backward and forward from my time and place throughout our Galaxy. You have been found to have the nexus gene sequence/time/location". A simple description for my simple mind they say. 

I said .. "If it doesn't include fur in the future with these women then count me out because I am rich enough I can buy all the women I can handle and they will do it in the fur." I didn't want to seem too appreciative or humbled. 

IT says "Fur is one of the important elements that makes it all work." 

"You've got that right but why?" 

"Because we are you and know what works. There are catastrophes that need correcting to ensure our/your future." 

IT is US. Pogo* all over again!! 

"The changes to now have been a bit here a bit there" they said in my head. 

The image of a chalk line being snapped appeared in my mind and I was told that "when all is in place the DNA/Time Line will be snapped and human history throughout our Galaxy will be forever altered, creating a new time line." 

"I'm your obedient servant", I say and zap, I'm back watching the TV news. Gotta figure out how that zap thing works. Would sure solve the commute problem for folks.

Life continues after the Revelation pretty much the same as I had become accustom to. I have a steady stream of women almost daily with a larger percentage of Off Earth visitors. In fact it's twice a day sometimes. 10:00AM as well as PM. The pace is picking up. I get a Red Fox and Chinchilla spreads so as not to wear out the ones I have. Maybe things are becoming complete here on Earth? 

Most of the Earth Girls are now from much further out in the future and I'm known by most of them. None are as hostile as my neighbor was. Earth girls are not necessarily easy. 

I'm thinking that the first dozen or so trips were trial runs to test out the system. They were all Earth trips relatively close in time. It wasn't until Cave Girl and Green Alien Girl that time and distance got stretched and they were very close together in my time. Shortly after that I have been Zapped all over the Galaxy and Time as well. 

It is more complex that that I'm sure. I got the impression, "unspoken", from IT that this is very far reaching in its complexity as well as the time and distance factors but it is contained within our Galaxy which IT has the concept of HOME planted in my head as THE sacred thing.

I'm having more frequent and longer visits with Ruth, once a week minimum and days at a time together. Again with no apparent reason other than us being together. We are both grateful and are enjoying our togetherness more and more. We are very much in love and we hope things work out somehow with us together. Sex is just part of us being together now, not the sole focus. Of all the women and all the sex just holding Ruth in my arms and kissing her is the most wonderful, sitting together and sharing our feelings and thoughts. 

She has become so much a part of me that the differences in time and history doesn't seem to make much difference and certainly creates no problems in relating to each other on any level. Ruth is extremely intelligent and adaptable. We actually have some semblance of a normal life even if a bit chopped up and confined to the house. Sex with Ruth in the fur is so wonderful and she is so beautiful and nice a person. Life with her is truly emotionally complete. The woman I have dreamed of all my life and we are deeply in love. 

One afternoon we're napping, lying on the couch together wrapped in the Sable and there's a deafening CRACK. I jerk awake, startled. Suddenly everything has changed. Well almost everything. Ruth and I are still nude in the Sable together and Mozart or rather Malitars is still playing, though somehow much better sound and slightly altered melodic lines. 

The room has changed to a mix of very rustic yet very advanced items and gadgets that I suddenly know all the details and functions of how they work and perform. All the furs are intact, some slightly altered, as well as many of my favorite items and furniture, some slightly altered as well plus a number of new/old pieces. 

Beyond that however is the sudden realization that I'm perceiving the direct thoughts of Ruth and she mine. She's surprised that I'm surprised! It's not at all uncomfortable and it's somehow "normal". We still talk with language. 

"You jumped. Is something wrong?" 

"I just thought I heard a loud noise. It must have been a dream."

My previous memories are still intact plus I have new "memories". 

Ruth and I met at a community event three years ago and fell in love on meeting. We have lived with each other every since and we have a girl, Helen, two years old outside playing. 

As Ruth gets up from our rest she slips on a fine loosely woven linen skirt that doesn't conceal much and a Red Fox ,skin out, vest of her making with her beautiful red hair falling down over her gorgeous breasts. I'm saucer eyed at her appearance and beauty. 

She looks back at me, sensing my excitement over her beauty, smiling and blushes, wrapping her mind around my mind like a warm, soft kiss as she softly calls Helen inside to eat. 

When we met our minds had already "found" each other so it was like a prearranged meeting full of familiarity and warmth. We were in each others arms kissing almost immediately, our minds already wrapping around each others body and were mentally caressing each other immediately. I realize that even with mind sharing that is an unusual occurrence. Most are far too reserved to be that forward to another but consciously and sub consciously we were "looking" for each other because of the disruption in History and or prior experience with each other. Ruth had no conscious knowledge of that of course but it was a subconscious drive in her psyche none-the-less. To her it was the quest for the man of her dreams, her literal dreams.

CHAPTER 6

It is 1643 (I'm using the previous Gregorian calendar) and two hundred years ago we chased the Andromeda Quasi Humanoids from the fringes of our Galaxy where they had recently invaded. They had evolved separate from us though they need the same living conditions as we do. They look like us and are physically more or less like us. They do have pointed ears and yellow eyes with a decidedly more aggressive behavior, big on exploitation of anything and anybody. Sounds vaguely familiar. We had formed the Galactic Council in 1288 shortly after we discovered and were able to use Worm Hole travel to any point in our Galaxy. A few days at most from any point to any point in modest ships. The Quasi Humanoids were encountered shortly after that. They don't have Worm hole technology and came in very advanced ships. Homo sapiens had progressed fairly uniformly throughout the Galaxy and universal peace was quickly achieved with complete technology sharing.

The Little Gray People knew about the threat long before and were abducting homo sapiens in an attempt to create a breed that could counter the threat. Right idea, wrong approach. They were responsible for the homo sapiens seeding of the Galaxy over 40,000 years ago. I suspect Cave Girl's progeny were the seeds. I sure provided her with as much as I could. 

Being a totally different race/species and fundamentally paranoid they couldn't trust humans. Part of that was our own fault from our own (previous) history and temperament. They are a much older Race and have very advanced technology.

According to them there were several other failed advanced life forms that developed only to die out or self destructed in our Galaxy over the last several million years that they knew about and there were most likely others unknown. It's a big place with lots of hidden corners. 

They and us were/are the only known successful species to survive and develop in that/this time. 

They knew about worm holes a hundred thousand years ago but were afraid to try them. They developed very fast ships but it still takes them fifty years to traverse the Galaxy. They had simply grown stagnant and complacent. 

With the CRACK the Little Gray folks were odd man out. They still don't have sufficient technology or fortitude to cope with the Quasi Humanoids and they don't have a very large population. They gave up living on planets over a hundred thousand years ago. 

They no longer Abduct. It is a Galactic crime to do so under the new laws. The little gray guys have become short haul merchants since they still will not use the worm holes. They do use them by utilizing our worm hole communication devices we developed with their help. We do share some technologies with them and they with us. They are learning to behave themselves. The stories of their mental telepathy are true but they follow the new laws governing that. Their accounts of our "previous" history are now dismissed as part of their paranoid behavior.

No one else heard the CRACK except the little gray guys. They call it The Big Bang. They didn't have a clue what had happened until their very next abduction when they received a literal Mind Full from the woman they had abducted. She proceeded to ravage and rip apart the minds of everyone on the ship. They couldn't drop her off quick enough. 

Their previous history as it interacted with us has ripped their History apart and has created havoc for them for sometime after/to come.? They have 316 years of history hanging out there to rewrite for themselves that has not happened for us yet .. never happened for us? Those previous abductions and several thousand years of previous history have torn up all their preconceptions and their "lost" history with its previous genetic experiments have caused a lot of damage to them. Not as much if the Quasi Humanoids had succeeded however. They would have been on the run, lost their technology and been hammered out of existence.

Negotiations continue with the Andromeda Quasi Humanoids and we are considering ways of modifying their behavior. There are probably other Humanoid types elsewhere in the Universe so it would be prudent to be prepared for the worse. Wonder what happened to Space Girl? There had to be a reason for her to have procreated way in "the future".

History was altered from the beginning of modern homo sapiens. Cave Girl, the mother of us all. 

The Roman Empire did exist but it was never so powerful as to rule all the world so completely and ruthlessly. They failed to defeat the Phoenicians and war was outlawed a few years later. The East and West were fused commercially shortly thereafter. The Phoenicians were already engaged in trade with the Western Hemisphere as were the Chinese. The Chinese and Phoenicians began to meet in Panama and Ceylon ca. 100AD. That is when, within fifty years, almost all of Humanity knew it was one world. Human history progressed rapidly in science and worldwide trade from that time on. The Dark Ages didn't happen and not much of the Medieval Era. 

Mind sharing began to be recognized and refined by the Egyptians in 1000BC. It already was prevalent in small groups and tribes around the world and was essentially universal by 100AD. 

We began a space program by 1010. 

Mind sharing is what made the Quasi Humanoids totally vulnerable as they do not possess this ability. The ability is blocked by aggressive attitudes and behavior. This was more the reason we defeated them than technology. They actually had some technological edge over us at the time. We captured much of what they had and have gone far beyond them since. We always knew where they would be and what they were up to. They have yet to figure that out. 

This is also why war on Earth and elsewhere in our Galaxy became useless since "strategy" was not possible. Indeed, someone would declare a war and nobody would come. Information is power. We are just beginning to plan for unmanned probes to nearby Galaxies other than Andromeda. We have found the same sort of wormholes throughout space between Galaxies as within our Galaxy.

CHAPTER7

Ruth, Helen and I live comfortably in our very nice house in a small community of friends. A few I know from my "previous" life, though they don't know or remember either. 

It is just outside of Salish (Portland, Or.) and is much like it was before Lewis, Clark and Sacagawea. There is some semblance of Urban Development but much modified from previous visions of that idea. Personal travel is by small two and four passenger fuel cell vehicles on modest paved roads kept in very good condition. Levtrains cross the continents and oceans at supersonic speeds in pressure tunnels and locally by very advanced rail systems from 50 to 1000 kilometers and travel at 250 to 500 kph. 

Half of my neighbors and community are Native Indians, Orientals or mixed. 

My previous skills, integrated with the new technologies, are still valuable and I'm quite productive and in demand. Ruth is still a Weaver and now Furrier as well. All her "previous" skills are totally in tact. Her Fashion items are very much in demand and she employs a small staff to produce these. Things are an interesting mix of styles and technology on a mundane and daily level with true nature conservancy and energy efficiency. We somehow found our way through or avoided most of the historic ecological travesties. Styles are remarkably familiar. 

When Ruth and I met at the Community Social she was wearing a floor length gown with very simple wide scoop neck. It was A line style, dark maroon silk taffeta with long sleeves. She had a long, wide Red Fox straight shawl wrap. She said she made it from a fur spread she had since a baby. 

When I saw her it was hanging over one shoulder and I was immediately weak in the knees as we were already in love. Any great designer would have laid claim to her attire. She designed and made them herself and would have been a Show stopper at any Hollywood premier, her gorgeous red hair flowing all over. 

Hollywood doesn't exist in name or history, nor does LA as such. One of those ecological travesties we avoided. She wears very tailored suits on occasion to more business like functions as we would have in "previous" history. 

In the fall through spring she will wear a fur jacket or coat with it. What ever she wears is stunning, very sexy and of her own creation. She is one of the leading Fashion Designers in the here and now after all. 

We are very intimate at home together and we dress accordingly. Most fabrics are natural with leather and fur commonplace. When we moved in together she was ecstatic over my furs. She was still living with an extended Family in a nearby town who had adopted her. She had been found as an infant mysteriously abandoned on their doorstep wrapped in the Homespun shawl and the Red Fox throw which she still has. She moved in with me soon after our meeting. She has added considerably to the household and it is no longer my house but ours. It is in the same location and basically the same as my "previous" house and has become much warmer and comfortable through her efforts. 

Her presence in my life and I in hers is total and complete. I have full and complete memory of our previous three wonderful years together even though it overlaps the "time" before this whole thing stared with my memory of previous History ... wait ... it is 1643 so what is history and what is future? Back to the future? If only Einstein were alive!!! 

IT said that IT has advanced considerably since the Crack. In fact IT had ascended to a higher dimension of existence and wished to thank me for my willingness and my participation. I would not go unrewarded. I told IT that life (afterlife?) with Ruth was all the reward I would ever want or need. IT said Ruth and I would forever be together and have full knowledge of each other. IT knows these things now. The vibrating stick and changing cloth vanished with the Crack along with all the other artifacts.

Apparently I am the only one with Previous history memories which are inaccessible to others. They are useless memories and make for good "what if" fiction now. People seem to enjoy reading my Tales and adds considerably to our income. Working for a living did not become obsolete, contrary to Star Trek. My Wisdom is respected in the governing councils and I am called upon from time to time for my insights. Particularly when it comes to the little gray guys. They know I know human history as they know it and often ask for my mediation. Since they are not humanoid their minds and memory was not affected by the changes. They are trying to cut the best deal they can while I am still alive.




Altered life



Three weeks ago my life had been altered by 5 black drug dealers. I decided to take a walk in the park after breaking up with my boyfriend and sending him some provocative pictures I had taken with my phone.

I was horny when I decided to take a walk minus any underwear. My chosen shorts had rubbed me in all the right places and I decided to pleasure myself in a secluded spot in the woods. I had not been there long when the first two drug dealers appeared. When I was able to get my shorts up I tried to run away only to run into three more.

The five men had conducted their business and turned their attentions to me. I was not taking any birth control. The drug dealers did not wear condoms on this night.

After the first load of potent African spunk had been deposited into my unprotected Caucasian womb my body craved more. My pussy, ass, and mouth had all been used as a cum dumpster for these thugs.

The mistakes I made had altered my life from that night on. First I had entered all of my personal information into my cell phone. Next I had not deleted the pictures of my lingerie shots and me playing with my pussy that were for my ex.

They had added pictures to my phone showing me being taken time and time again. One of the thugs had sent all of the pictures to my contacts including my parents. When I had made it back to my car naked I read my texts and listened to the voice mails. I had been disowned by every one. My mother even disowned me calling me a slut.

I had found a new job and started meeting new friends. I even started seeing someone soon after.

The early pregnancy test and STD tests came back negative thank god. I thought all the worries of their threat to contact me again were gone after three weeks.

It was a Friday when the text came in.............

Now here I am naked in the back of a limo with seven black men. Ty who appeared to be the leader was between my thighs his pants still on, "Ya know why yer here ho?"

"Yes," I said, "I'm your whore."

"Ya knows yer place."

I nodded, "Could you please wear a condom?"

The thugs all laughed, "Girl ya wouldn't ruin a Twinkie by leaving the wrapper on now would you?"

"No," I muttered, "Why?"

"Why would ya wrap a cock?" Ty asked, "Ya want the feel of skin on skin."

I shivered at the thought of pregnancy, "I might get pregnant. I'm not on birth control."

Ty started mauling my 32 C's with his rough hands, "Girl that's your problem," with a big grin, "Now get what ya want."

I reached out and unzipped his jeans and pulled his rapidly hardening cock out. I could feel my pussy becoming drenched. Looking down at my tiny white hand rubbing the big ebony shaft was a mesmerizing sight of contrast.

I stroked his cock as it hardened. The thug next to us started fingering my honey pot, "Ho's drenched want's ta get fucked."

Ty looked down on me, "Girl if ya want it put it in."

I pulled Ty's cock to my love hole and rubbed it up and down my slit. Aligning the head to my tiny hole he pushed forward. It took a minute of increasing pressure before the head popped in, "Ugh," I gasped.

"Tight little fucking bitch," Ty said pushing harder.

I squirmed under Ty as his African lance parted my pussy walls. I could feel every vein as it pulsed against my love chute. Ty started rocking in and out as my pussy parted to get his cock all in.

When he was balls deep I heard my cell phone ring, "Whose Jeremy?" I heard.

I started grunting as Ty fucked me, "My, my boyfriend. Ohhhh."

"Ya need to talk to him?"

"NOOOO," I wailed.

I stopped moaning as my phone was held to my ear, "To bad."

"Hellooo," I answered.

"Nooothing."

Ty was slow fucking me, "Not tonight."

"I dooon't feel good."

"Sleeping," I said.

Ty mouthed, "With seven black men."

I nodded yes. I felt Ty's cock expand and then a sudden warmth as he spewed several ropes of sperm into me, "Ohhh fuck. Yessss!"

Ty's shaft was still pulsing, "No I'm okay got to go bye."

My phone was tossed up on the rear deck of the limo. My body had a mind of it's own as I grabbed Ty by the waist and pulled his ass tight to my body. His cock nuzzled my cervix. My body craved the feeling of his potent semen being shot into my unprotected womb. My vagina started convulsing uncontrollably as my orgasm hit. I bucked up to get Ty as deep as possible, "Cum for me. Cum in me," I plead.

"Girl sure likes the cream filling from the chocolate Twinkie."

I moaned, "Yesssss! I crave it deep in me." My tiny 32c-24-32 body was spasming uncontrollably.

I lay under Ty as his cock softened. My pussy continued milking all his semen out of him. I stared into his deep dark eyes with my baby blues. When he was completely soft he pulled out with an audible pop and sat down on the seat, "Clean my cock Bitch."

I slid between his legs kneeling in front of him. I held his cock and started licking our comingled juices off him. My ass was lifted in the air and I felt a cool liquid squirted down my ass crack, "Money gonna fuck that ass. Money, Money the group chanted."

I took Ty's cock into my mouth and stared giving him a blow job, taking his spear as deep as I could into my throat. A jolt of electricity shot up my spine as I felt the head of a penis probing my asshole.

All of a sudden I heard the limo start. I had Ty's cock deep in my throat and a dick pressing into my ass when the limo accelerated. This caused the cock in my ass to lurch deep into me causing me to gag on Ty's hardening shaft. I could only grunt in discomfort with a mouthful of cock.

The limo smoothed out as it got to the speed limit. The cock in my ass started feeling good as the limo drove down the road. We got into a nice fuck rhythm with me rocking back and forth on cock.

I don't know what came over me three weeks ago but here I was craving potent African spunk in my unprotected Caucasian body.

I was really getting into this spit roasting. I was being watched by five black drug dealers as I pleasured two others with my body. I started quaking as an orgasm came over me. I moved my body faster, "Dat white bitch like the nigga cock."

I moaned on Ty's cock when Money spewed his essence into my ass. Ty came for the second time as I moaned. I swallowed as fast as I could but there was so much it drooled out of my mouth onto Ty's lap. When he stopped cumming I dutifully licked his lap clean without being told, "Bitch a quick study knows not to waste superior cum."

The limo had taken a corner and came to a stop as I was cleaning Ty. Ty pulled up his pants and stepped out of the car, "Ho git yer ass out here."

I was pushed out of the car clad only in my high heels. I was standing in an alley surrounded by seedy run down buildings, "What's this dog?"

"This be my new ho."

"I ain't doin' business in front of a white ass bitch."

"She knows her roll. Ya want to stay stocked ya do it."

"I don't trust a new face."

"Ya trust me ya can trust her."

"How do I know she's not a narc or something"?"

"Look for yourself where she gonna hide a wire."

"If she does something illegal I'll trust her until then no deal."

"Well we both know a cop or informant can't fuck a suspect so have at her she doesn't care."

"That true cracka?"

I stood there my pussy quaking, "Is what true sir?"

"Ya don't care if I fuck ya?"

"If it means you will trust me I don't care."

He lifted me onto the trunk lid of the limo, "Get it ho."

I unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out. He was soft so I stroked it rapidly to get it hard. My eyes were transfixed watching my little white hand stroke this big black cock to full erection. I pulled it to my soaking pussy and slid it up and down my slit, "Stop playing with it and put it in."

I did as I was told, "Go easy I'm still new to big cock," I plead.

He didn't care and slammed into me, "That's yer problem this African mamba gonna tear yer pussy up."

"Oww!" I screamed.

"Only way a slut like you will get use to it."

Ty interrupted, "Dog go easy you break it ya buy it."

"Ho's only good for one thing."

"Ya know my girls don't go for the rough stuff."

I could feel the heartbeat of the thug in my pussy. The veins of his dark cock were pulsing heavily.

He laughed, "She may have to get used to it."

"Not tonight she's still a ho in training. That's the best piece of ass you'll ever have so enjoy it."

The new drug dealer started moving slowly. Pumping into me slower, "This pussy feels like a piece of heaven."

"She's gonna be worth a mint so this ones for the pleasure not abuse,"

The slow moving phallus in my vagina soon had me responding flexing up to meet the inward thrusts. Once our rhythm synchronized it became pure pleasure. My pussy walls started milking the large cock as our hips slapped together. My moaning of excitement got the drug dealers commenting.

"That ho sure likes the black bone"

"She looks like she's having a seizure."

"Bitch sure is a black cock whore."

"Fuuuuck meeee. OH MY GOD! I'mmm cuuuumming."

My pussy was milking his shaft as I climaxed. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He let out a loud grunt when his ebony lance started spewing millions of his potent sperm into me. My legs pulled his waist tight to my Caucasian body craving every rope of his ejaculate in my womb.

I lay on the trunk lid recovering when he pulled out and zipped up. I finally slid off the lid standing there with cum oozing down my thighs. Looking down shaking my head I mumbled, "I'm going to get pregnant for sure."

I spoke louder than intended. "Stupid cow," Ty and the new drug dealer burst out laughing.

"Get back in the ride cunt," Ty growled.

I cupped my pussy with my hand unconsciously started pushing the drooling sperm back into my vaginal cavity. Climbing back into the limo where five of the gang were now naked I was yanked in to straddle one sitting on the seat. Knowing what was next I grabbed his dark love tool and sank my lily pussy onto it. Immediately I started a gyration with my hips as a cool liquid was poured down my ass crack.

The thug I was straddling grunted, "Jeremy tapping this pussy too?"

"Ooooh! Nooo."

"White boy huh?"

"Yessss." I ground my pussy mound harder on his pelvis, "How'd you knoooow?"

"Only a wimp would be scared to tap a sweet piece of ass."

My head slumped to his shoulder. His pubic hairs rubbing my clit sent a tingling sensation through my lower abdomen. My hands were pulled onto two sizable cocks and forced to stroke them. I moaned into the ear of the thug I was riding. "Why's my boyfriend a wimp?"

"He's not fucking you. How long ya been with him?"

The hands moving mine on the other two drug dealers released mine. I stroked them on my own. Suddenly a cock was stuffed into my ass, "Oooh shit! Twooo weeks."

I felt the two cocks I was riding rubbing together through the thin membrane separating my anal and vaginal passages.

The sudden intrusion of a cock shoved in my ass sent me into an uncontrolled frenzy. My petite little body was convulsing in orgasmic euphoria. My breathing increased to the point I almost hyperventilated. My nipples were stimulated by the curly chest hairs of the thug under me. My orgasm's rolled one through another as I screamed, "FUCK MEEEE!"

I almost passed out from the pleasure rushing through my body. Slamming my ass hard into the thighs behind me I felt the cock in my cunt nuzzle into the opening in my cervix.

I felt a sudden warmth spread through my lower body when both cocks exploded at the same time. The feeling of both cocks pulsing set off a mind numbing orgasm, "OH MY GOD! I'M CUUUUMMING AGAIN!"

I nearly passed out when I was lowered to the floor of the limo on my back. Ty got back in, "Little ho sounds like she likes fuckin'?"

I panted to catch my breath gasping, "Yesssss."

Looking up into Ty's dark sinister eyes he smiled down on me. "Tell me bitch ya ever let your white boyfriend fuck ya without a raincoat?"

"No," smiling up at him fluttering my blue eyes.

Holding my phone out I saw a new picture showing me on the trunk with a bare black cock sliding into my pale pussy. I gasped as he scrolled through several pictures, "Think Jeremy would like to know who he's involved with?"

I shook me head, "No."

"Yer ass belongs to me now. Ya understand?"

"Yes."

"You are my little snow bunny and you will display that proudly. Get it?"

"How?" I asked, getting excited.

"Ya will be tagged with two tattoos. Okay?"

I shivered, "Yes."

Ty yelled to the driver, "Let's go."

The driver started the limo as I was lifted off the floor next to Ty. My hand went to my lower abdomen feeling a slight tingling. "What up?"

"I feel strange."

"How so little one?"

"My abdomen feels funny. It feels like I'm being tickled from the inside."

Laughter enveloped me from all seven men. "Dat's all that superior African sperm swimming around yer womb searching to ruin yer white lineage."

I knew that to be true. The thought I might be fertile got me really excited. A bolt of electricity shot up my spine. I shivered, "What has come over me?"

"Yer little white pussy was built to take big black cock. Ya just can't help yerself."

"WHAT?" I screamed.

Ty motioned one of his thugs over. The man had a large penis, "JT how big is yer cock?"

"Ten inches long three inches around."

"Show little miss skeptical the truth about herself."

JT shuffled over on his knees, "Put it in ho."

I took his ebony shaft and lined it up to my vacant pussy. Pushing forward he sank into me about five inches. The limo was traveling on a poor road making it hard for JT to balance. Placing his hands on the top of the seat for support he slid in until his cock touched my cervix. I looked down to see an inch still outside.

JT rocked in and out of me for a couple of minutes until the mouth of my cervix opened. I felt his balls slap my ass. "Dat's what I'm talkin' 'bout," JT hooted.

Ty grabbed my chin turning my head to face him. My blue lust filled eyes looked into his sinister dark eyes. His lips met mine when I moaned his tongue shot down my throat. A heated kiss ensued as JT battered my pussy. My arms wrapped around Ty's head holding his lips to mine. My hips having a mind of there own flexed to meet JT's thrusts.

My breathing became labored with a fast approaching orgasm and Ty's tongue wrestling mine. I moaned Ty broke the kiss, "CUUUUUUMMING!"

JT slammed into me, "Bitch got Ten inches of black snake in her."

"OOOOH! Fuck meeeee."

JT started groaning his cock expanded, "Ho gonna get the potent venom of a black mamba."

"YESSSS! CUUUUMMING!" I wailed.

My legs cinched JT's waist pulling him deep into me. His cock nestled into the opening of my cervix. I felt the molten hot semen of this superior male leave his ebony love tool filling my pale unprotected womb. JT moaned, "I ain't shootin' no blanks."

I pulled him tighter. "I don't care fill me with your cum. KNOCK ME UP!" I screamed.

When my pussy was done milking JT's cock of all it's sperm I felt the limo stop suddenly. JT pulled out when Ty opened the door, "Let's go Sandi."

I smiled he remembered my name reaching for my dress, "Ya ain't gonna need dat."

I looked through the tinted windows seeing neon lights for tattoos and piercings. I got out catching up to Ty as he opened the door, "Marcus where ya at?"

We entered the tattoo parlor as a booming voice echoed through the store, "Back here."

Ty placed his hand on my lower back pushing me into the back room. A hulking black man estimating him to be about 6'5" with bulging muscles smiled at me. Pearly whites glimmering in the faint light, "Ty ya never cease ta amaze."

The two men fist bumped and slap hands, "I know how ta pick 'em."

Staring me up and down, "Ya sure do. What the ho need?"

Marcus led me to a table and told me to lie down. Ty was at a book looking through it. Pulling out what looked like two pictures he handed the first to Marcus, "Hip," and the second, "Inside of breast."

"Ai'ght man. "bout a half hour."

Ty left as Marcus prepared the tattoo gun changing the needle and sterilizing it. Walking over to me he looked down at my left boob, "Nice."

"Th...thank you."

I shivered hearing the gun start for a second, "Ya okay?"

"I don't like needles."

"Don't ya worry breath easy," he said looking at the first picture.

He placed the gun at the top inside of my left boob. I flinched hearing the gun start, "You will only feel a slight pressure boobs all flesh."

I took a deep breath to calm down, "Okay I'm ready."

He pulled the trigger. I felt a slight pain but it was manageable. Cupping my breast I felt his warmth and gentleness. I looked down to see my nipples stiffening. Listening to the buzzing from the gun and feeling the vibration my hips started moving, "Gettin' horny babe?"

I moaned, "Feels so good."

It was about ten minutes with the first tattoo. Dabbing up the little blood that was there he massaged an antibiotic cream on my boob.

He moved around to the right side of the table. I looked up to Marcus, "Ya have ta stay perfectly still fer this one."

"I-I'll try."

He placed his hand on my hip bone holding it with some pressure. Placing the gun directly above his hand he pulled the trigger. The vibration of the gun went straight to my clit. I closed my eyes and pinched my nipples trying to draw the attention away from my clit. This did not work as my hips started to gyrate.

Marcus stopped moving around he walked between my thighs. I heard his zipper, "Girl got's ta put something in ya ta stops the hips."

I opened my eyes looking into his, "Okay what ever you need to do."

He pulled my left hand down to his cock. Looking down I could see it was thicker than JT's but not as long. I aligned his love wand to my vaginal opening. Slicing into my pussy he rocked back and forth until his ebony lance parted the opening of my womb and he stopped moving. Marcus went back to work. Once he started the tattoo gun my vaginal walls went into spasms.

Marcus's expression never changed his hand was rock steady. My pussy went ballistic milking his cock feeling the vibration and hearing the buzzing. I looked t Marcus through half closed lids. He smiled down at me, "Girl ya's got one precious made fer black cock pussy."

I grunted, "Th-thanks."

Marcus never moved while he tattooed my hip. It felt like a life time of pleasure but it was really only about twenty minutes until Marcus finished the tattoo. As soon as he placed the gun on his work cart his cock expanded and started spewing rope after rope of his African essence into my all to willing Caucasian womb.

While he was rubbing antibiotic ointment onto my tattoos my pussy continued to suck more of his semen into me. He covered my tattoos with bandages before pulling out.

He pulled my up to a sitting position handing me a tube and several bandages. "Here keep the tattoos covered and rub the antibiotic on after a shower. Wait a couple of days before the shower so the healing can begin," he instructed.

"Can I see the tattoos?"

"Don't uncover them for a couple of days when they heal you can see them."

"How about the pictures?"

He handed them to me, "Here."

I looked at them confused. A black bunny and a black spade with a white Q. "Which is which?" I asked.

Pointing to my boob, "Bunny," and hip, "Queen of spades."

"Wh-what does.............?"

Ty walked in when Marcus answered, "Means yer white pussy available for black cock."

Ty slapped him on the back, "All done?"

"Yeah but if ya gonna party any more with her tonight it may ruin the artistry remember the last ho ya brought in?"

"Yeah sorry 'bout dat. How long?"

"Give her a week ta heals."

"So what ya think?"




Altered life



"Dat chick got one magic pussy Ty."

"Really?"

"Made a load disappear and I didn't have ta move."

Ty looked at me with an evil glare, "Good girl." I blushed, "Sandi ya done fer the night."

"Okay."

"First here's some rules ta follow," glaring at me, "Ya can fuck yer boyfriend but only with a condom. Ya will leave yer door unlocked when home. Ya will be home by ten P.M. unless ya git permission. Ya will always sleep naked and ready fer a visit at night. Can ya follow the rules?"

I nodded yes. Getting up I gave Marcus a peck on the cheek, "Thanks for being gentle."

"Yer welcome sweet thang."

Ty ushered me out to the limo and ordered the driver to take me home. When we were pulling up I was handed my phone and keys. The limo stopped directly under a street light Money opened the door as JT pushed me out. My dress flew out as I stumbled when the door slammed shut.

Catching my dress I ran up to my apartment hopefully without my neighbors seeing me. I leaned against my front door. "What has gotten into me?" I questioned.



Altered Reality



This is for those of you that sometimes might wonder what if I had taken a different path at some point in my life.

*

First let me say that this is dedicated to the one true love of my life, my best friend, lover, mother to my children and wife. Now down to the good stuff.

Chad sat back in his recliner, it was nearing his thirtieth birthday and he thought back over his life thus far. I have lived a good solid life, true my conscience was all but nonexistent, but by most standards I have already achieved a fruitful life. I spent time in the military and was very dedicated to my work there, I saw the world and throughout various jobs I have found the one that fits me best now, I reckon.

I sat there that afternoon waiting for my wife and daughters to get back from their last minute birthday shopping trip for me and perused the image gallery in my mind of all the women I had loved, (ok, fucked) in the past. From my early years experimenting with sex and women of all race, creeds, colors, shapes, sizes and personalities. Of course there were a few I lingered on but it was really Aimee that still took my breath away when I thought about her. In her youth she had never been that tiny thin girl that my mother always swore I would end up with, but a full busted girl with a slim waist and ghetto booty. She had been pure and innocent when I met up with her and I had been let's just say less than virginal and leave it at that. 

I conjured up that image of her from the past and now the present and put them side by side, although she had added a little more cushion for the pushin, she was still that same vibrant young girl I had fallen in love with and hell I had to admit I had helped add those pounds by impregnating her twice. She was still drop dead gorgeous though and in a heartbeat could bring my cock to instant arousal with just that twinkle in her eye or a good evening kiss when I walked through the door.

As I sat there thinking about all the fun we had given each other over the years I began to ponder what would have happened if things had turned out differently, if I hadn't come back home after the military; or if she and I hadn't found one another again after our brief split a year or so before our marriage. As I thought about this I drifted off to sleep in that comfy recliner she is always yelling at me to get rid of. I suppose my subconscious just ran with the thoughts that I had already been thinking about and it laid out the whole scenario for me. That is what I am about to share with you right now so sit back and take the ride with me.

Part 2

I dreaded going to this conference hell I didn't even want to go but the Captain in our shop said that he needed a sergeant to go and I was the one that had been chosen. Lucky fucking me I thought, the positive side was I had some friends in the same field and they would be there as well so it wouldn't be the boring stuffy nights of sitting in a hotel collecting per diem and eating out that I usually got. I might actually get to go have some fun. 

As the plane touched down in San Diego I looked around, the ESRI conference wasn't too far from the airport or my hotel and there was a strip of bars about three blocks away as well. I went to the hotel and checked in depositing my bags and pulled out my cell phone. I immediately dialed up Tyler and figured he should be there by now and we could go catch up and have a drink. 

"Hey bro what's up?" came the response as soon as his phone had rang.

"Not much T, just got in and I'm in the mood to go catch a drink are you in the same hotel as usual?" I asked

"Yep, room 210, what about you?"

"Well what a coincidence I am in room 212, I'll be right over." I said clicking the cell phone shut and chuckling as I stepped out in the hall only to see him doing the same.

"Hey man how's it going?" he asked.

"Pretty good, I going to be honest with you I hate these things and the only bright spot was knowing you and Kurt would be here this year, now maybe we can all go out and get laid like the old days and find a girl freaky enough to maybe even bring a few, oh fuck that, a few dozen friends with her."

"Oh I think that girl is already here and if I'm right we are in for a wild trip man. Kurt was telling me about this little hottie ex-marine chick that works at the schoolhouse with him. He said she was just about as freaky as they come and can't get enough cock, he never fails to add at the end that she is one of the brightest people he works with and all that shit as well. I think that's the soft side of him hoping to one day tame that pussy instead of being a fuck buddy."

"So when are we gonna meet this little hot piece of ass tonight at all?" I asked

"I called Kurt earlier and he said that they might make it down after they get into town and check in. But more than likely knowing that man, he'll shag her rotten first and then think about us after the lights are already out."

So Tyler and I went down to the bar and had a few drinks catching up on old times, he did ask if there was any special woman and I told him know, just work, and the occasional bit of ass that is when time allowed. He said it was the same for him and as we finished the night off playing pool in the hotel's bar we checked out possible prospects for the next night. There were a few lookers but nothing to write home about. 

The next day we went to the conference and went through the normal bullshit about how to liven things up in presentations and all the new data sourcing systems that were on the way out and would be available to test later that week. When we saw Kurt he had that grin that just screams, "I got some pussy." We sat down at lunch and all relived the glory days, times of misspent youth we had shared back in tech school and on a couple vacations we had managed to all pull off together to go on. When the subject of his booty call came into play Kurt just blushed and said she was already scouting some new dick for some fun while she was here. They weren't an item, just fucked when they could he relayed, and when she decided to have some fun he might or might not always be involved. 

"Well I for one want to find this chick and see if she is all you say she is Kurt," I told him sternly.

"I think she'll be in her room later, probably getting fucked eight ways from Sunday if I know that girl but I'll see if I can introduce you to her. Now if you get the chance the one thing you must remember, the only thing this girl won't do is take it in the ass. She said only one guy has ever been there and it's not something she would do with anyone else. And believe you me I have tried over and over again to encourage her but she is a no go in that department. So Mr. Assanova," he teased, "don't get your hopes up."

I just grinned he did know that I had a serious liking for fucking a girl up her tight little ass, but it seemed that those girls came in streaks, either I'd go a year and not find one who liked it like that or a few months with a few that preferred getting a big hard cock slammed into her tiniest of holes with great pleasure.

Part 3

As the conference ended for the day we all agreed to go take showers and meet up in Kurt's room in about an thirty minutes. We were going to meet this mystery woman either then or after we had hit the bar for a while. Either way didn't matter to me as long as we finally met her. If she was as good a lay as Kurt said I wanted in on some of that action and if we had to take turns it wouldn't be the first time the three of us had either trained a woman or even double/triple penetrated her.

The look on Kurt's face said we'd meet her later so we headed down to the bar and drank and had dinner for about two hours. Finally the cell phone on the table rang and Kurt picked it up, after a brief conversation he said the coast was clear and we should be prepared to meet the closest thing to "Helen of Troy", that walked the earth. 

"She's fair game guys," Kurt told Tyler and I, "nothing is set up yet and you two are on your own, she didn't seem in the mood to fuck me earlier but who knows now, she said the guy she was with up there had a tiny prick and shot off after only about a minute, so she threw his ass out and called a real man with real friends," he laughed.

We headed up and in the elevator I made a bold statement, "I'm willing to bet you the TDY pay for this that I can nail this girl in the ass before the conference is up."

"That's a pretty steep bet Chad," they both said, but in the end they agreed, Kurt thought he had this one in the bag and although he'd have to split it with Tyler he could make some nice extra income for the month.

We walked down the hallway and knocked on the door and when the door open I think my jaw must have hit the floor. "So you're the Chad Kurt's always talking about," she said with a grin.

Her hands pulled me into the room and as I glanced back to two awestruck friends I knew that the bet in the elevator would buy me a new motorcycle when I collected. This girl kissed me like she hadn't seen me in years, and in fact we hadn't, we had talked a few times over the years but hadn't seen each other since my last trip back to visit my parents in 1997. So it had been eight years since the last time I laid eyes on her or anything else for that matter. Her hands weren't stationary and as I snapped back to the present I grabbed her and returned the passionate kiss. 

"Sorry boys but I've found my stud for the night," she smiled and waved to Kurt and Tyler as she pulled me into the bedroom. "You have a lot of explaining to do mister, I didn't even know you were going to be here," she said as she pulled my shirt over my head.

"Um not to hold up the way this is progressing but did you want to talk and then have at it or are you just in the mood for a good dirty fuck?" I asked with a grin.

"Chad, we haven't been with each other in eight years, I'm not that good little wholesome girl you knew, and I'm sure Kurt has shared some of our fun together, but right now," she reached down at that moment and squeezed my hard cock, "I need some of the cock that broke me in."

As I just grinned, I'm sure it was ear to ear, she pushed down my pants and boxers and attacked my cock with her lustful little mouth, swallowing it to the base taking all eight inches deep in her throat and humming as her hands played with my balls. To say that I was a little shocked that this girl that had once almost been my wife and I hadn't seen in so long was now on her knees with my cock slipping in and out of her bobbing mouth would be an understatement.

I ran my hands through her hair and cupped the back of her head, slowly keeping in time with the rhythm she had set, a quick furious mouth fucking pace that let me know she wanted me to be rough with her. She wanted to be used tonight, but not just used, she wanted to be pleased by someone that knew exactly how to do that to her, and I fit that bill to a T.

As she sucked and bobbed, she looked up at me smiling and winking. "Did you miss how I suck your cock Chad?" she asked in a little girl voice.

"Aimee of course I have always missed your mouth on my cock and your tight little pussy wrapped around my hardness."

"Tonight, right now," she said in between moments of lustful sucks and plunges down my length, "I'm going to swallow your hot cum and then my body, my whole body is yours to do with however you want."

As this registered in my near orgasmic state she started pulling my balls down and doing everything she remembered I loved. She continued to bob her head but I knew she was waiting for me to use the force and drive it deep inside her mouth. Whenever she had decided to swallow in the past, Aimee had told me she wanted to and then made sure I took over like now. Grabbing the back of her head I thrust forward feeling the tip delve deeper into her mouth and into her throat. She swallowed and looked up at me with a mixture of fear and lust as I fucked that beautiful full lipped mouth of hers. It wouldn't take long and I was surprised that I had lasted this long. 

I began to moan and call her little pet names I had in the past and told her what a dirty little slut she had become in between the sweet words. For her I knew just the right mix of what to whisper and say, the reason we had split up definitely not been regarding anywhere near sex. I held her head still and began to pump shot after shot into her waiting mouth.

As I pulled back just a bit her hand quickly reached up and continued to stroke my cock as she milked the cum from my cock into her waiting mouth. As I finished and looked down at her she once more smiled up at me and then opened her mouth and showed me a mouthful of what I had deposited there. Then ever so slowly she closed her mouth and tipped her head back and swallowed the remainder of my cum.

Standing up she kept her hand on my cock and led me to the bed between her legs. I slid down and without a word began to rub my hands over her naked cunt as she began to wiggle and squirm beneath me. In no time I had three fingers deep inside her tight pussy curling them and finding her g-spot and licking her clit at the same time. She was going crazy each time I looked up at her. Fingers clutching the sheets as she arched her back and moaned, "Dear lord no one has ever been able to eat my pussy like you do Chad."

I slammed my fingers in and out of her making her scream and she didn't seem to care who might or might not be in the next room listening to her antics of passion. For that matter I could care less, ok that's not completely true, I knew that Tyler and Kurt were in the other room more than likely going insane because I was making her so loud, it has to be a guy pride thing. 

As she began to cum for the last time she pushed my face and fingers away from her clenching cunt and she grabbed my hand pulling it to her face and began to lick the juices from them. I wasn't about to let her have the only fun so as she sucked I slid up her body and with my free hand I grazed her clit, she gave a jump and I knew she was still tingling inside and out from her orgasm. So I did the only next logical thing, I slammed all eight inches deep inside her as I lifted her legs and began to fuck her pussy quick, deep and hard. 

"Oh sweet leaping jesus," she cried out. 

I just smiled and whispered into her ear, "I know just how to treat your tight little pussy baby, I never could forget how to fuck you the right way."

"Dammit, Chad, I'm cumming again....oh yes, fuck me hard and fast big man." She was near tears, I grinned a little, that had always been something that turned me on and let me know that she was cumming and never just putting on a show for my benefit. Her tears and flushed face wasn't something any actress could pull off at a moment she was whimpering about getting fucked good.

I pulled out as she began to cum and left her whimpering and for the first time I had seen rubbing her fingers down over her clit in effort to bring herself off. I was having none of that and I flipped her over and slammed into her as she pulled her knees up and pushed her sexy ass out to meet my thrusts deep inside her tight cunt. I drove as deep as I could inside her and then swatted her ass hard.

"So you've become a real slut haven't you Aimee?" I demanded to know.

"Yes, Chad, I always told you if we weren't together, oh god that feels good, that I'd be a slut more than likely." She was panting and moaning throughout all of this and I knew the talk I was forming in my head would drive her off the edge. Not just over the edge mind you but completely out there in a free fall until I pulled her back up.

"Who's slut are you really though?" I asked. Knowing that could be a loaded question.

"Your's oh god yours Sir," she said looking back at me over her shoulder with those sexy doe eyes and smiling. "Yours to do anything you wish to Master."

This had been our own fun roleplay several years ago, she would never fully give in and submit all the time but in the bedroom she was my willing little slut. Some things never change. I rammed my cock deep inside her and after a few more spanks I pushed my finger to the little rosebud of her asshole, "Anything? You're willing to do anything I tell you tonight?" I questioned.

"Yea...Yes, Sir." she replied. "I haven't allowed anyone in my ass ever but you and I think, I'm long overfuckingdue."

I continued to fuck her hard and tease her tight asshole, slowly working, getting juices from rubbing her pussy and then spreading them around the tight haven that only I had fucked on her sweet little body. She moaned and pushed back against my cock and helped my fingers ease into her at the same time. 

"Please, Master," she moaned, "Fuck my tight little asshole and make me scream like a little bitch in heat, your little cumslut."

I pulled my hard cock out of her tight pussy and ran it up and down the crack of her ass several times until she whimpered and then I gave a slight nudge and watched the head of my cock slide against the tight puckered ring and inside.

"Oh lord I forgot how much that hurt." she grimaced. "Don't worry baby, I will go slow and let you adjust before I slam this tight little ass of yours and cum deep inside it."

I didn't need to wait long she began to push back forcing my cock deeper inside her ass until I had nearly embedded my whole cock within the confines of that divine little asshole. "Yes," she screamed so loud that I think it was for my benefit as well as Tyler and Kurt's, "That's it Chad, fuck my tight little ass hard."

I wasn't about to let the lady down, I pounded her tight ass as I held her hips and then I felt her fingers underneath us rubbing her clit and her nails grazing by balls when she could. I wanted her to cum hard so I reached under and twisted her nipples that I had thus far mainly neglected and made her coo in pleasure. Then to add an extra tease I began to slap her ass with my other hand as I pounded her tight ass harder and faster. She was wailing and moaning so much that I did fear that management might soon be pounding on the door. Oh well I figured I was pounding in and out of my own door, her tight hot backdoor at the moment and nothing was going to ruin that.

"Oh god, Chad I'm going to cum. Cum with me, cum deep in my ass or pull out and shoot all over me I don't care just cum for me stud," she pleaded.

I felt the nut starting to rise and as I continued to fuck her tight ass I wanted to cum deep inside her something she hadn't ever wanted me to do inside her ass before. When it came it came quick and hard. So hard I felt like I was going to pass out as I shot round after round deep inside her ass. 

"Oh fuck yeah," she cried out, "I can feel it pulsing and oozing inside me, damn I missed you Chad." 

As I finished cumming I slipped out of her swollen little asshole and rolled her over and kissed her deeply and held onto her for a few moments. We lay there talking and I came to find out that Kurt had only fucked her a handful of times, the rest were just a little boasting on his part she told me.

We discussed getting together again and that was when she said, "I doubt you'll be leaving my side at this conference now that I have you again. But right now you need to wake up," she whispered.

I know I was confused at I looked at her smiling face, and then I heard her say it again, "Honey wake up."

Slowly I opened my eyes, back in that comfy chair. I opened my eyes fully and there before me was Aimee, with a smile on her face and not a stitch of clothing on. She got down next to me and reached for my cock.

"The girls are with Stephanie and it looks like you had a good dream. Care to tell me what it was about?" she asked.

"Oh not at the moment baby I just need to fuck you right now....maybe you'll read about it sometime." I grinned and told her.




Altered State



Though I enjoy parties, I often find myself overwhelmed by the noise and drinks after a few hours. This is why, at eleven o'clock on a Saturday night, I was lying on a bed in a dark room. A bass rhythm and the soft babble of voices was reaching me through the walls. I was going to give myself fifteen minutes, then jump back into it.

The room belonged to my best friend's sister, and it smelled like her perfume. Her name was Allie, and she was hot. Smoking hot. Blonde, thin, gorgeous. I was in a state of tipsy excitement about simply lying on her bed. I thought the few cones I'd smoked earlier were certainly worth it.

The door suddenly swung open, admitting the roar of music and causing me to squint in the relative brightness of the hallway. Selena, a girl a vaguely knew from my dorm, stepped hurriedly inside and closed the door behind her.

"Oh god," she moaned, and fumbled her belt buckle apart. Her jeans slid down around her ankles and she leant her back against the door. Her white cotton panties went the way of her jeans and she pulled one foot free, so that her legs were spread.

This all happened before I could even think 'What the fuck?' let alone of how to respond. In some disconnected corner of my mind, I noted with interest that although her hair was red, her pubes were black and curly.

She reached down and split herself neatly with a single finger. "Oh god," she whispered again as she probed against her clit. She was rubbing it in small, tight circles.

"Whoa," I finally managed. 

She stopped dead, standing like a rather smutty statue. Then her free hand made its ponderous way to the light switch.

With a click, I could suddenly see her properly. Her blue eyes were wide.

"Oh shit," she said shakily. She was obviously in some kind of shock, because she hadn't thought to move her incriminating finger from her button. We just stared at each other for a moment.

"Ohshitohshitohshit," she muttered and ducked down to grab her jeans, trying to put her foot back in the right hole. "I'm so sorry, fuck."

I rose and walked towards her as she made a particularly bad attempt at re-dressing.

"It's alright, I won't tell anyone," I reassured her. She looked like she was about to cry.

"This is so embarrassing," she groaned. I reached out and touched her arm, and she looked up right into my eyes.

"Do you...ah," suddenly I was the nervous one. "Do you want to keep going? Or me to do it for you?"

Our eyes were locked for what seemed an eternity, as my words sat like a solid weight between us. Then, as if in a trance, she took my hand in hers and guided it down to her fuzzy, plump mound.

As I felt my way through her coarse pubic hair to her slippery opening, I began to imagine she was my friend's sister. And yet, it was somehow more than imagination. Before my eyes Selena's red hair became blonde, her waist narrowed and her features transformed to goddess-like beauty. Allie. I rubbed her with my fingertips, just the way she had been doing herself.

She began to breathe heavily and I felt her hands at my fly. She produced my burning hard-on and began to clumsily pump it. Somehow the very fact of her inexperience made it real and exciting for me.

"We probably shouldn't be doing this," she panted to me.

"I don't want to stop," I replied.

"Me neither."

I reached up under her shirt with my free hand and took a hold of Allie's bra-clad breast. I massaged it gently, slightly increasing the pace of the fingers of my other hand.

"I'm gonna cum," I soon breathed heavily.

Without a word she pushed my hands away and sunk to her knees. She stuck her hand between her legs and took up where I had left off. She put my cock in her hot, wet mouth and moved it back and forth, with just the slightest hint of teeth.

"Oh shit," I gasped, feeling hot and dizzy, and shot semen all over her tongue. As it drained from me, her hair slowly melted back from yellow to red. I came more, in utter ecstasy. Her body was morphing. Finally I was slowly pushing my cock back and forward over Selena's tongue. For some reason, I wasn't disappointed.

Selena started up a muffled moaning, and her body began to quiver.

"Cum, baby, cum!" I whispered loudly to her.

"Mmph!" She cried, then let a shuddering sigh out through her nose.

I reluctantly pulled out, and Selena got to her feet. She seemed to be looking around for somewhere to spit. Eventually she made a face, and swallowed in one big gulp.

"Euch," she shuddered. I tucked my slippery member back into my pants and she pulled on her jeans.

"Well," she then said, looking uneasy.

"Hey, next time you feel...uh, yeah...you should come round to my room," I offered. She tilted her head and gave me a small smile.

"You know, maybe I will."

Simple as that, without another word, she returned to the party. 



Altered



After her experience with Celia, who had a huge peanut for a clit, Annie realized just how minuscule hers was. She had known that it was small, but seeing another woman's up close had convinced her that it wasn't just small, it was freakish. She hadn't shared this with her father, knowing he'd do everything he could to convince her she was perfect anyway. Instead she kept it to herself because she knew he would fail in every attempt he made.

The reason she knew this was simple; she had never been happy with the tiny organ and now she knew she never would be. Sure it felt good to have it touched like her father was doing now, but it should have felt better. Other girls could cum just from having their clit rubbed but she couldn't and no matter what her Daddy said that wouldn't change.

"Oh God Daddy, that feels so good." She moaned out as they finally broke their kiss. She wasn't exactly lying, it did feel good. Still, she felt like maybe someday she should explain her problem to him. It made her feel guilty to keep anything secret from him.

"I love you Baby Girl," he moaned back. Those words always sent a shot of adrenaline through her and a tremor of pleasure in her pussy responded to it. She wanted him so much it made her ache with it.

"I love you Daddy," Annie sighed back as they slowly resumed their passionate kissing. The feel of his dick through his pants was great, but she wanted to get it free so they could really go at it.

"Oh Daddy, please take off your pants."

"Hold on Honey, let me get..." She couldn't let him finish and just ripped his shirt from him as he moved to take it off. They were both surprised by her strength but neither paused long enough to slow down the inevitable.

"Take them off Daddy, I need your huge cock so bad." She was caressing his big muscles now, reveling in returning to her addiction. It had been nearly twenty four hours since she'd been able to feel him like this and she was anxious to take advantage of the opportunity.

She followed him as he stood by the bed and unbuttoned his slacks, her hands never leaving the hairy skin of his chest. She loved his hair, loved his nipples, loved everything about him. Annie's fingers twirled through that hair and pulled gently on the nipples as her mouth watered in anticipation of tasting him again.

With shaky hands Calvin shoved his pants down past his knees, thankful he hadn't put on underwear. The slacks pooled around his ankles and he was bending forward to take them off when he felt his daughter's hot mouth surround his straining hard cock. He froze as she gently suckled at him the way she always did, like a baby at it's mother's breast but with much less suction.

Annie loved to tease her father as she once again tasted him. The familiar feel of his smooth hardness in her mouth was as reassuring as any pacifier had ever been. His precum, so salty and musky, was like nectar to her as she let her mouth melt around him. She drooled sloppily over that big cock the way he loved and let her mouth fill with saliva before slowly sliding over the head to take him deep enough to choke her.

"Goddamn Annie, you're the best fucking cocksucker ever!" Calvin groaned out, amazed all over again by her enthusiasm and skill. He shouldn't have been, he'd taught her everything she knew, but still it was too intense not to be.

Slowly she backed off, letting her throat spasm as it would from the pressure against it. She had never been able to deep throat him, but she tried every day. It wasn't that she couldn't get over the urge to gag. It was just that he was too big, or maybe she was too small. Her jaw cracked as she took him in again and she reveled in the sharp pain that told her she was pleasing her Daddy.

"Oh Baby! Oh Pumpkin, suck Daddy's big dick! Yes! You're so fucking amazing!"

Again she backed off, this time until only the tips of her lips were touching the very end of the big cock. She blew lightly over it, listening as her father hissed in appreciation. She looked up into his intense grey eyes as her breath flowed steadily out over his sensitive prick.

"Daddy, I want you to force your huge cock down my throat and fuck me like a dirty fucking slut." Her lips danced across the tip of his dick as she spoke, her breath reaching out to further caress him. She smiled at him as his knees went weak with a surge of lust. Nothing could ever be better than pleasing her Daddy, nothing.

"Baby I'd love to but you've never been able to do that and I don't want to hurt you." In his lust suffused state he'd forgotten that she wanted him to hurt her. She just smiled and decided to remind him.

"I've never been able to do it because I've been too afraid. But I'm not afraid anymore, I want the pain. I need the pain. I want you to use my throat like a nasty pussy that's been so used up all its good for is catching your cum. Use me Daddy, I deserve it."

"Oh God Baby Girl, are you sure?" She thrilled once again at the use of her favorite pet name. She was smart enough to know he'd used it on purpose to let her know that he was seriously concerned.

"Yes Daddy, I'm sure. I want this huge baseball bat down my throat and all the way in my tummy!" Calvin groaned again. He loved the way she talked about his cock. Sure it was big, but it was only as big as she made it seem because she was so small.

He knew full well that he was above average in both length and girth, but he also knew there were other men who could put him to shame. Let them, it didn't matter. The size of his cock only mattered because it was just the size Annie loved. If she had said it was too big he would have found a way to get it reduced no matter the cost in money and pain. If she wanted something bigger he'd seek out a way to satisfy her in that way too. But she didn't think he was too big or too small, she loved him just the way he was. That was what mattered.

"Pumpkin, I'm gonna fuck your wicked little throat so hard your head is gonna spin off. Oh, you're such a disgusting little whore!" Even as he was saying this his little girl was slamming her head forward into his crotch.

She was trying hard to force him down her throat but it just wouldn't go. She gagged and choked loudly for several long seconds before pulling off in a slough of thick spit. He felt it drip down his thighs and cool across the underside of his balls. The look in her eyes was so compelling he didn't wait for her to fully recover before grabbing her little head and smashing her back onto his dick.

"Take it you fucking slut, take it all! Goddamn it Annie, take my huge fucking cock!" Annie felt her pussy spasm as her lungs burned with the need for air. This was too good to be true. Her Daddy was taking control and forcing her to do the impossible! Not only that, but he kept calling her all those delicious words that described her so well.

"Fuck!" She gasped out when he finally relented. She took several deep breaths, blowing out over his burning hot cock with each exhalation and hearing him sigh in pleasure. She couldn't wait to try again, but first she tried to encourage him.

"Yes Daddy, force that huge log down your cumslut daughter's throat! Rape my tight little throat! I fucking, mpphf." He cut her off with a lunge that drove his cock right to the edge of her throat. He pressed harder than ever but he still couldn't get through.

Tears spilled down Annie's cheeks as she strained to please her father. She wanted to deep throat him so bad it was like a maddening ache in her chest to do it for him. The tears were just a natural reaction; she was elated that her father was willing to do this with her. Still, the force he was using was starting to really hurt and her body reacted despite her attempts to stop it.

Her stomach suddenly clenched as her gag reflex surged. She shook with the effort to hold down the beautiful dinner they'd had at that nice restaurant as her father continued to press her hard. A part of her twisted in terror at the thought of vomiting on him, but another part was thrilled by the opportunity to show her devotion. She fought to keep her food down and prove to her Daddy that she could do anything to please him.

When she heard her voice pushing through the loud choking noises Annie panicked a little. She hadn't meant to say anything, but it sounded like she was screaming for him to relent and that wasn't what she wanted. She wrapped her arms around his thick waist and tried to pull him deeper but it was too late. With a loud cry her throat was suddenly liberated as her father pulled back from her mouth.

"No Daddy," she managed to force out before the need to breath overwhelmed her attempts to speak further. She drew in a shaky breath and meant to go on but when she tried she fell into a fit of hacking coughs.

Annie could barely focus her eyes enough to see the look of concern on her father's face as the coughing fit doubled her over and tried to force her eyes shut. She held them open and on his face but only just barely. Spit flew everywhere as the coughs sent blasts of it over her hands and onto her Daddy's legs.

"I'm sorry Annie, I didn't mean to push you too far." Calvin said with deep compassion in his voice. He hated to see his little girl like this, even if she did love it. He caressed her saliva soaked face as she coughed up more all over him and waited for her to recover enough to speak.

"It's ok Daddy. I want you to push me even further. I don't care how much it takes; I want that massive thing in my throat!" She reached up with slimy hands and began to jerk him as she recovered more of her breath, twisting her wrists just the way he liked. She loved the way her little hands could do little more than cup the sides of his thick meat.

"Oh Sugar, I love you so much." He gasped out when she pushed the tip of her tongue into the slit at the end of his cock. She kept her tongue pressed there as if trying to stop him up while she breathed heavily across him. The flow of air was humid and hot but with all of the spit already on him it felt cool as it spread out over him.

"I'm ready Daddy," she said with her lips pressed against his head. "Fuck my throat raw and cum into my belly! Please, fummf" Once again his lunge cut her off and he was stuffing his ten pound prong into her five pound throat.

Annie held her jaw wide and felt it crack again as the sounds of her gagging filled her ears. She expected him to keep pushing forward but instead he pulled back and slammed forward again. Almost as soon as he hit the wall at the back of her throat her father pulled back and did it again.

This technique was actually harder for the girl to handle as the repeated jabs set her stomach roiling and trying to empty itself again. She took this as another challenge and held it down with everything she had. When she felt a sudden raw burning and saw her Daddy's hips slide just a tiny bit closer to her she was so elated that she almost lost it.

Calvin was lost in the utter pleasure of forcing his cock down his tiny daughter's throat. It wasn't so much the physical pleasure, which was intense in its own right, but the fact that she was such a devoted whore for her father that she was willing to do it for him. When he felt himself push that much deeper into her he knew he'd never be able to repay Annie for what she was doing for him.

"Yes! Yessss! Oh Fuck Baby, take that fucking cock deep! Yesss!" His heart was beating wildly as that first push into her throat led to another and then anther, each deeper than before. With a wild lunge and a wordless cry, Calvin threw his hips forward hard enough to bust through a wall and felt his cock lodge somewhere between her tonsils and her stomach.

"Fuck! I love you Baby, I fucking love you!" He screamed out as she gave a scream of her own around his cock. That felt even better, but she hadn't meant to do it. The truth was having such a large object shoved so far into her throat hurt like hell and her body was telling her so with that scream.

Annie struggled with conflicting urges as her body tried desperately to reject the intruder. She wanted with everything she was to keep him there until he exploded and gave her her favorite dessert but it was impossible. Even if he was on the edge of orgasm, which he wasn't yet, she had to breathe or pass out. As soon as he felt her pulling back Calvin relented, concern for her well being overwhelming pleasure easily.

"Damn Pumpkin, you're so fucking incredible. No one has ever done that for me before, it's just incredible." She groaned as her raw throat pulled off the log that had been jammed in it. Another torrent of saliva poured over her hands and down her arms as she drew her mouth off her greatest obsession. A hard gag nearly got the better of her as she heaved for a moment but managed to keep it in.

"Are you ok Baby? If you need to stop..."

"No! I need to feel you cum down my throat." Her voice was hoarse and nearly unrecognizable as she forced the words out through her stretched and tired mouth. Her throat burned with a pain she wanted to get used to. For several long moments she coughed up phlegm and basked in the warmth of her shredded throat.

"Honey..."

"Don't Daddy. Please, don't stop now. I finally got you down my throat and I'm gonna finish you off I swear."

"Alright, but if it's too much..."

"You're always too much, that's one of the things I love so much about you."

"Oh God Baby..."

"I'm ready Daddy. Shove that giant thing in me and don't back off until you blast my belly full of cum! Come on Daddy, I'm your fucking whore ready to..." This time she anticipated his shove and stopped her words so she could open wide and force her head forward.

It took several hard lunges for his thick cock to once again find its home in his daughter's throat. She was a mess, with tears and spit dripping from her chin at a rapid rate, but it didn't matter. She had done it; she had her father's huge dick all the way down her throat until it felt like he was stirring her dinner in her stomach!

A hard spasm made her little pussy clench with immense pleasure as he began to saw back and forth within her mouth. She burned with the feeling of being shredded and her pussy clenched even harder. She knew she wouldn't be able to cum just from giving her father pleasure, but this was the closest she'd ever come to it. Her lungs demanded air but she just threw her head back and forth to her father's rhythm and ignored her own needs. The only thing that mattered was Daddy's pleasure.

"Pull back Baby Girl, you need to breathe." Calvin said in a soft but commanding tone. She didn't hesitate to do as he said, though she wanted to keep going.

Once again the volume of spit that fell from his hard on was impressive, only this time she used her hands to spread it around on his cock and keep it from flowing off of him as fast as before. She also held her breath a bit longer than necessary, allowing her to inhale carefully and prevent another coughing fit.

Calvin was impressed with Annie's self control and watched in awe as she continued to jerk him expertly while recovering her breath without coughing. The urge to throw her back on the bed and eat her to Nirvana was so strong he almost forgot about her mission to swallow his cum. It was all he could do to hold back even when he remembered her determination.

"Daddy?" The girl asked in a mischievous voice with her lips once again kissing the head of his member.

"Yes Baby?"

"Do you think you could cum soon so I can have fresh bellyful of my father's spunk?" That little girl tone wasn't quite ruined by the huskiness her shredded throat caused, but it wasn't as cute either. Still, Calvin was more than impressed with just how dirty the girl could be.

"Baby, if you keep doing that I'm gonna paint your face white any second I'm so close to cumming."

"Really?" She asked, teasing him by increasing her efforts with her hands and licking across the thick head against her lips.

"Yesss!" He managed to groan out.

"But you promised to shoot your tasty seed into my belly so if you cum on my face instead we're gonna hafta do this all over again."

"No Baby."

"Yes Daddy, you promised." He had done no such thing but it hardly mattered. If she made him spray her face he wouldn't be able to convince her not to deep throat him until she got her bellyful.

"Oh Pumpkin..." He couldn't say much else as she really attacked his cock with her hands. He surrendered completely to her desires and let her have her way, whatever it might be.

"Don't cum on my face Daddy. Please Daddy, hold back as long as you can."

"I'm trying Baby," his voice was high with the effort of holding back. "I really am."

"Good Daddy." She paused and looked as if she were pondering something before going on, lips still pressed against his angry red cock head. "Daddy?"

"Yes Pumpkin?" He sounded desperate now as it took everything he had not to shoot all over her pretty little face.

"Do you love me?"

"Yes Sugar."

"Will you ever leave me?"

"No Honey."

"What if I cheated on you?"

"Then I would have to punish you but..." That was it, he couldn't speak anymore. No matter how hard he tried, he was mere moments from cumming and there was no stopping it.

"I love you Daddy and I would never cheat on you." Annie said before giving that marvelous cock a soft kiss and stuffing it deep in her mouth.

All Calvin could do was screech in absolute pleasure as he exploded into his little girl's mouth. Her tongue caught much of that first blast as he pushed over it and straight down her throat. Somehow she managed to let him in right away and he took full advantage, burying his meat as far down her throat as he could and unleashing so much cum it felt like a river running out of him.

"Holy Fucking Christ!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as he filled his baby's belly directly for the first time. She was shaking with the need to breath but this time he couldn't force her to back off and she refused to allow her body to do it. Her head was spinning and her vision was starting to dissolve into grey swirls but she just swallowed hard around his still spasming cock and begged silently for more of his sweet cum.

Hard contractions sent powerful waves of pleasure through Calvin as he felt thick ropes of cum spray from his dick into his daughter. Each one was like a lightening strike down his spine and he felt himself nearly fall as his knees turned to jelly under the power of it. His hips jumped as if attached to a live wire with each powerful blast and he thought he might never finish emptying himself into his beautiful little Baby Girl.

Annie was on the verge of loosing consciousness when he finally ran dry. It was all he could do to pull his dripping, twitching dick from his little girl's mouth as she fell into a far worse coughing fit than before. He stroked her cheek; smearing a thick layer of spit across her face a he did so. She shivered as much from his soft touch as from her desperate need for air. If she could have she would have purred in contentment.

Slowly she recovered control of herself, using her hands to wipe away the tears that blurred her view of the man she loved. He looked happy but not content and she felt that hunger within her lurch to the forefront. Oddly, she noticed before he did that the Viagra had taken full effect and he was still hard as an iron bar.

"Oh Daddy, I can't wait for you to put this big thing in my little hole." She sighed as she rubbed the cheek his hand wasn't on against the huge prick.

Calvin groaned deep in his chest as he relished the feel of his daughter's silky skin spreading her thick saliva over his cock. He was amazed that he was not only still hard, but seemingly ever hornier after such a powerful climax. He wanted to pound his little girl until she begged him to stop. He was out of his mind with lust.




Altered



"Suck me Baby Girl. Oh shit! That's it Pumpkin! FUCK!" He yelled as loud as he could as she stuffed her face with his super sensitive prick. Usually when she kept going on his dick after he'd cum it was too much and he shrank but now it just seemed to push him further into a state of absolute depravity.

"Hold still Baby. Let me fuck you a bit." He commanded and she obeyed, stilling herself instantly. He started to slide his cock back and forth in her overflowing mouth and she moaned around him. He went a little deeper with each thrust and she arched her back in anticipation of the forced deep throat. Calvin considered just barreling back into her throat but he just couldn't justify it. She had given him so much pleasure. He had to return the favor.

"Alright Sugar, lay back. Daddy's gonna make you cum now."

"No Daddy, not yet." He didn't expect that and was unable to hide a frown. She giggled and used both hands to pull hard on his shaft.

"Why not Baby?"

"Because now I need your scalding hot cum deep in my ass Daddy."

"Annie, we don't have to go right into that. Let me eat your perfect little pussy and lick you clean first. I can fuck your ass after that alright?"

"Daddy?" She said with that flawless pout and he knew the argument was lost.

"Yes Baby Girl?"

"Do you think I'll bleed when you shred my ass with your pussy tamer?" He shook at the eroticism of her words. His little girl could make a sailor blush with some of the things she said.

"I hope not Baby."

"Me too. I don't like blood."

"Me neither Honey."

"Daddy?" she had returned to stroking his cock with both hands now.

"Yes Pumpkin?"

"How come Mommy never deep throated you?" The question took him by surprise and he struggled to find some way to answer while his daughter used long slow strokes to drive him crazy.

"Well, Mommy wasn't too into that type of stuff."

"Why?" It was a perfect pitch imitation of every little girl asking that question. He had never thought such a whiny voice could make him weak in the knees.

"Well Baby, she didn't enjoy sex as much as you do. In fact, I'm not sure she really enjoyed it at all."

"But how Daddy?"

"I don't know Sugar, she just didn't."

"But she had YOU Daddy! How could she not enjoy making love to you?"

"Well Baby I wish you could ask her yourself because I really don't know."

"I'm sorry Daddy. I know it makes you sad to talk about Mommy." He nodded at her as the painful memories returned. The girl stroked her father slowly, hoping to ease the remembered pain.

Cassy had been a hell of a woman, flaws and all. She may not have been interested in sex but she never denied him anything. She did her best to please him and often succeeded. Though he had always been rather kinky, he found that her tight little pussy was just enough to satisfy him most nights. If not, he could console himself with the knowledge that she loved him enough to try anyway.

She had been a phenomenal mother, raising Annie when he wasn't around. He hated that in those early years he was gone so much and some small part of him figured that abandonment had fueled Annie's deep crush on him. It was a testament to how weak he was that he hadn't been able to rebuff her for her own good. That weakness had manifested when Cassy died.

It was a meaningless death, a statistic that belied the exquisite life that had been snuffed out. Killed by a drunk driver in a head on collision while stopped at a red light. How fucking cliché is that?

After her death Calvin realized he needed to change. As much as he was hurting, his little seventeen year old daughter was hurting far more. She had lost the one parent she could count on and he had to step up and show her she still had one left.

He sold his company, a startup that was just successful enough that he could live off the sale for the rest of his life and pass down a good amount to Annie too. He moved them out of the old house and to a new one in the same town so she could keep going to the same school. He had long talks with his little girl and did everything he could to comfort her.

What he hadn't anticipated was how she had comforted him. He had cried on her shoulder as much as she on his. She consoled him when he was convinced he was responsible for Cassy's death. She showed him that he could pick up and move on by doing it herself. He was so proud when she went off to a college not more than two hours away.

"Daddy?"

"Yes my love?" Annie's eyes widened as she heard him use a new term of endearment for her. He had never called her that and it made her heart swell near to bursting with overflowing love.

"If Mommy was here I think she'd be happy for us."

"I don't know about that Baby." He sighed. In fact he very much doubted his wife would be pleased to know that he was fucking their daughter. Besides it being adultery, there was the obvious wrongness of having sex with their offspring.

"I do Daddy. She would have been happy."

"Ok Sugar." She stopped stroking him then, taken aback by his flat tone.

"You really think Mommy would be jealous of me?" She kept a light grip on his cock and waited for her father's reply.

"No Pumpkin. I think she would be pissed at me for cheating on her..."

"It's not cheating when it's with your daughter Daddy."

"I don't think Mommy would agree with that."

"Why not?"

"Well she might not of liked sex much but she was very possessive of me, in a good way. She yelled at a woman once for looking at me while we were on a date." A smile spread across his face as he remembered the look on the woman's face as she was confronted with an angry girlfriend.

"But I'm her DAUGHTER Daddy."

"I know but that just makes it worse Baby."

"Why?" Again with the pitch perfect whine. Calvin had to wonder where she was going with this. If she was just trying to titillate then why was she exploring such a difficult topic?

"Well because it's incest Pumpkin, and incest is bad."

"So what we do is bad?"

"No Sugar. But other people are gonna think it is if they find out."

"Why?" He was loosing patience with this but he stuck to it anyway.

"Because in our society it's taboo for people who are closely related to have sex with each other."

"Why?" Damn that whiny voice.

"Because their kids could be deformed, or messed up by it."

"Oh." She seemed to have finally run her course and she started to stroke him again. "But what if they don't have kids Daddy?"

"Then it's alright as long as no one finds out."

"So if I told you Celia knows then it would make everything we do bad?" Calvin grit his teeth at that. She hadn't stopped stroking him but he suddenly forgot about how good it felt as he considered the possibility that they'd been exposed.

"Baby what did you do?"

"I'm sorry Daddy! I couldn't think of any other way to get her to fuck you." She said dejectedly. Tears burst from her eyes and she let him go to wipe at them.

"You told Celia about what we do?" It was very difficult for him to sound stern but not pissed off. He didn't want to be angry at her no matter what she did.

"I'm sorry Daddy. I didn't mean to, I swear. It just happened." Calvin's heart was trying to beat its way out of his chest and his breathing was near to hyperventilating. He couldn't believe she'd been so stupid.

"What did she say Annie?" That was the last straw and he dropped the role play again.

"I'm sorry Dad, I really am." Annie lost that innocent little girl tone and spoke to her dad as an adult again. "She said it was hot and she wanted in on it, but I don't think she really believed me."

"Annie..." he struggled to find words to express himself. "You know what will happen if people find out about us. Why would you think that I would need another girl bad enough to expose us like that?"

"I...I just..." now Annie was mumbling her way through an explanation. "I just wanted to see you with another girl. I know I'm not that good at a lot of things and I wanted to see what else I could do to make you happy."

"What aren't you that good at? Christ, how can you think you aren't the best lover I could ever dream of?"

"I...I don't know." She answered lamely. When she saw his disapproving frown she made herself be honest. "I'm not pretty enough for you Dad. You say you love how I look but I know if you saw Celia you'd be all over her. She's so pretty. She's tall and blonde and has such great tits. Her pussy is tight as hell too, I could hardly get three fingers in it and my fingers are small."

"I can't believe that after all we've been through you could think that you aren't so perfect I'd cry myself to sleep at night if you didn't fuck me out first."

"Dad..." She was crying now, unable to accept the truth of what he was telling her. Calvin's heart broke to see her like that and he slowly melted down onto the bed beside her. His big arms encircled her tiny body and he drew her tight against him.

"I love you Baby Girl. You. No one else. I don't want you to be a tall blonde with big tits and a super tight pussy. I want you just the way you are. Always." He whispered softly into her ear as he caressed her face and smelled the shampoo in her shiny black hair.

"I'm sorry Dad." Annie sobbed into him.

"It's ok Pumpkin. It's ok, I'm not mad. We can just tell Celia that it was a joke or something. Ok?"

"Ok Daddy." She sniffled and suddenly she was the insufferably cute little girl again. He felt his cock jump as a jolt of arousal went through him.

"Baby, let me eat your beautiful little pussy."

"Oh Daddy." She sighed, finding that she was unable to reassert control. She wanted him to pound her ass but she just couldn't deny him anything anymore.

"Lay back Honey, I want to taste you."

Slowly Calvin's little girl relaxed back onto the bed with her tiny feet hanging off the edge. He leaned forward and gently caressed her cheek, feeling the saliva that had mostly dried under his fingertips. Annie moaned and turned into his caress, slipping his fingers in her mouth and stretching her lips obscenely around them. Her tongue pressed her father's large fingers against the roof of her mouth as she sucked them like a cock.

"You're so beautiful Baby." Calvin whispered to her as he watched her taste his fingers. He drew them back and painted her spit across her cheek before letting her suck them some more. "I never want to go another minute without you Annie."

"Oh Daddy, I love you so much." She whispered back as he painted the other cheek and then let his hand slide over her skin and down her neck to her tiny breasts. His other hand joined the first and together they drew never ending swirls across the milky white skin. He avoided her little pebbled nipples, preferring to feel the gentle swell of flawless flesh.

His hands could completely cover his little girl's breasts but he never did that. Rather he used his fingertips to stimulate them with the lightest touches he could. Annie loved rough sex but when it came to her breasts she was very self conscious. If he just started to paw at them it would make them seem to disappear and no matter what she said he knew it bothered her to see how small they were like that.

When he finally started to pull lightly at her nipples it was only after he knew she was well past ready. She was arching her back up off the bed to meet his big hands and whispering barely heard encouragement for him to keep going. Those amazingly blue eyes were so bright he felt like he needed sunglasses as he stared deep into them.

"Do you know what I love most about your breasts Honey?"

"No Daddy."

"I love that when I play with them you realize just how perfect they are. I love to see that look in your eye that says you don't care if someone else thinks they're too small because you know that I think they're perfect."

"They are perfect Daddy." She said it in such a sexy little girl way that it touched him all the deeper for it. She had finally gotten over her self consciousness and he was elated.

"You're right Pumpkin, they are." He said, voice thick with emotion. He pinched just a bit harder with each grasp of a nipple and she arched harder.

"I love the way you do that Daddy."

"I know Baby, that's why I do it."

"I know Daddy."

He smiled down at her as she started to wiggle beneath him. He knew she wasn't one of those girls who could orgasm just from having her breasts stimulated, but he was always willing to try anyway. His pinches became hard enough to force the blood from each nub briefly before he pulled back and released it to snap back into that perfect shape.

"Oh God Daddy, a little harder."

Calvin just continued to smile at her as his grip increased to the point that it strained his forearms with each pinch. This was just past what she could usually stand and he knew it, but tonight was special.

"Yes Daddy, it hurts! It hurts!" She whined in that little girl voice. Despite the fact that he knew she loved it, it was hard for him to keep going when she told him that.

"I know Baby. Daddy's gonna make it all better." He said in his best caring father voice. She loved the role play at least as much as the pain and the arch in her back got so high it looked like she was in danger of breaking in two.

"Do you like having your Daddy pulling on your slutty little nipples Honey?"

"Oh yes Daddy!"

"Did you have that whore Celia do that for you?"

"No Daddy."

"Why not Princess?"

"She wouldn't do it Daddy. I begged her but she just wouldn't do it."

"I see. Did you do it to her?"

"No Daddy."

"Why not?"

"Ohh." Annie was struggling to speak as the sharp pains of each pull were melding with the deep throbbing in her breasts and driving her higher than any sort of tit play ever had before.

"Why not Honey?"

"She...wouldn't...let...Daddy!" It was all she could get out but he understood.

"She wouldn't let you Baby? Why not?"

"I don't know!" She let out in a rush of breath as the exquisite pain started to overwhelm her. Her wiggling had become thrashing and for the first time in her life Annie thought she might actually be able to cum from having her father's hands on her breasts.

"What did she say Pumpkin?"

"Daddy!"

"Tell me Honey. Tell me what Celia said."

"I...can't."

"Why not Baby?"

"It's...too good."

"What is Sugar?"

"My...nipples."

"You're right, they are too good. But I don't see how that stops you from telling me what your slut friend said when you asked to pinch her nipples."

He was enjoying this. He had finally managed to turn the tables on her and the pleasure he was giving her was too much for her to bear. It was a first as far as he knew, at least the first time he wasn't in the same state with her.

"Daddy...please!"

"Do you want me to stop Honey?"

"Never!"

"Then tell me what Celia said."

"She said she...didn't like...pain. She said...her...tits were too big...for my...tiny hands. Daddy!" Calvin's grin fell into a frown. Maybe he should fuck this Celia bitch and teach her to appreciate Annie for the perfect little pixie she was.

"Did she like your tits Baby?"

"No Daddy." Annie was amazed she could even speak. This was so unlike any thing else she had ever experienced, it was mind wrenching. She felt like she was on the verge of orgasm and yet it was an impossible distance away. No matter how good it got, she knew without any other stimulation she'd never cum from this.

"How do you know?"

"She told me."

"That fucking cunt! She told you she didn't like these perfect tits?" As if to emphasize his point Calvin grabbed both tits full on, squeezing hard and driving the blood from them.

"DADDY!" Annie screeched as the pain washed over her. Keeping his grip for a few seconds more, her father was careful not to do any damage but cause as much pain as he could.

"Why would that slut say something like that to you?" He asked as he relaxed his grip and went back to lightly plucking at each nipple in turn.

"I asked her what she thought and told her to be honest Daddy. I guess she was just being honest." Now that he had backed off she was able to speak clearly, though her tits were still throbbing and her nipples felt like they were on fire.

"Well then Celia has bad taste. I never want you to see her again Baby Girl." He used her favorite pet name to drive home his point.

"I won't Daddy, I promise." Annie obeyed impulsively. She knew this was something he wanted and she would never deny him. Celia was just an unpleasant memory now.

"Good Baby, good." Slowly he let his hands still over her chest and she seemed to deflate with it. When his daughter was resting comfortably on the bed once again he went on. "Scooch up some Honey, I need some room to get at your hot cunt."

"Yes Daddy." She said and immediately did as requested, using her arms to push herself across the bed further away from the edge.

"That's good right there Pumpkin."

"Ok Daddy."

Calvin started to rotate around to get between his sexy little daughter's legs when he realized he still had his pants around his ankles. Not only that, but he hadn't even taken his shoes and socks off either. With movements made shaky by anticipation and impatience, Calvin jerked off his pants and kicked away his shoes. It probably would have gone faster if he hadn't been so desperate to get it done, but he couldn't help himself.

Once properly naked he climbed on the bed again, this time on his knees. The view was truly spectacular and he held his breath without knowing it as he took it. Annie was lying on her back with her little tits sitting like two dusky pink tipped apples on her chest, firm and perfectly shaped and oh so delicious. Her black hair was sticking a bit to her cheek where her saliva was drying and her eyes were bright with love and lust.

She held her legs spread; not too far but comfortably open. She was inviting him in and he loved to see the eagerness in her. Her thin little legs were pale and smooth and perfect and they led down to the smallest feet and toes he'd ever seen on an adult. Those feet were resting flat on the bed on either side of his knees, putting her own knees up in the air. The smell of his daughter's arousal wafted breezily into his nose from between those knees.

"I love you Baby Girl." He knew he kept saying that to her but he just couldn't help himself. The sight of her was too much to deny the urge.

"I love you more Daddy." She said back in that cute little voice. He grinned at her and made no attempt to override her assertion. What did it matter who loved the other the most? Was it even possible? Who cares?

He reached out and caressed his fingertips down her legs, both at the same time, enjoying the amazingly smooth feel of her creamy skin. She moaned out her appreciation as his hands made their way down to her feet before traveling back up to her upper thighs.

"Give me your foot Pumpkin." He whispered and for a moment Annie wasn't sure she'd heard him correctly.

"Daddy?"

"Your foot Baby, put it on my thigh."

"Ok Daddy."

He groaned as he felt the soft warm skin of the sole of her foot rest on his left thigh. Both hands went to her right leg to soak up more of the addictive feel of her, gliding up and down ceaselessly in an attempt to touch every part of her leg. His fingers started right by her sex and on the tip of her hip and traveled all the way down to her ankle before moving back on the opposite journey. It wasn't a massage but a feather light touch accentuated by rolling swirls of his fingers.

"I love the way you touch me Daddy."

"I love to touch you Honey."

For a moment he considered having her put her other foot on his knee as well but then his hands gained purchase on her ankle and started to lift of their own accord. He stared at the insubordinate hands as they brought her tiny toes up to his lips. He'd never considered sucking her toes before but now it was all he could think about. Rather than simply jump in, he let his tongue loll out over and between each toe and then down across her sole.