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Innocence Lost Ch. 01

By: ShaneFull



INTRO: Drake at 40 years old and Joan at 38 years old were happily married with their son Josh who is 19 and their daughter Tammy who just turned 18.

Drake is a tall handsome guy with beard and although his age was showing his built is still considered good with a height of 5' 9". His wife Joan in the other hand was beautiful and petite with long dark hair just like those hair shampoo commercial models and she's 5' 3".

Josh is tall and athletic type and most of the girls like him. Tammy is just like her mother petite and beautiful in fact you could easily mistaken mother and daughter to be sisters. 

Drake works in one of the office branches for a large distribution company that has branches across the country. Joan is a stay at home wife and mother, although she didn't have a college degree because of having a family at an early age, she is smart and intelligent.

She managed to get some college credit courses back then but when she gave birth to Tammy she concentrated on taking care of her family, they come first no matter what. Josh will be graduating in a few months and Tammy plans to follow him to where ever college he'll be heading to.

Although both siblings manages good grades, they were set back due to moving around a lot till their father finally found a great job and finally settled in their nice cozy house and great neighborhood. Both siblings were very close especially Josh being over protective to his sister but Tammy doesn't mind at all.

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Chapter 1

The night was cool and dinner was served perfectly, it's Friday night and Josh and Tammy have plans to go out with their respective friends after dinner. They're all grown up and their parents trust them to stay out of trouble and they don't have problem with them for a while and that was just a minor incident.

When the kids finally left, Drake and Joan were cleaning up the dishes and started to talk same old stuff, and same routine. The night was cool and its one of those nights that Drake is on the mood for romance and sex, mainly sex.

Drake approached Joan from behind and kissed her neck and wrapped his arm around her tiny waist. Joan wasn't surprised at all, she seems to know and feel what her husband wanted. She holds his arms and started to moan and loving the moment.

Drake started to fondle her firm breast under her blouse and her nipples were pointed and showing through her blouse. Joan has a firm and natural breast with pinkish nipple, just the perfect size not too small and not too big. Drake then begun to play with her nipples, pinching and squeezing it while he kisses her neck just below her ear.

Joan started to reach behind her and found what she was reaching for, Drake's stiff cock. She begun to fondle it, rubbing it through his pants and he responded by moving his waist in conjunction with her hand. He then turned her around and kissed her fully on the lips while fondling and squeezing her breast gently yet firm. 

He unbuttoned her blouse and took it off her while Joan were undoing his pants and started to stroke his stiff cock with her delicate soft hands. Drake's cock is measured at 6 1/2 and he knows how to use it and Joan is happy with it and she always managed to reach orgasm every time.

Drake broke the kiss, closed his eyes and began to stroke Joan's dark long silken hair. With that just like a command Joan started to go down until her mouth was level face to face with his cock and still stroking it gently with full stroke through the length of his shaft with her small delicate hands.

Then she looked up to him and at the same moment he looks down to her and stroked her soft face skin with one hand while stroking her hair with the other. She then looked at his cock staring at it while stroking it slowly and gently and after a few moments she started to kiss and lick the head of Drake's cock. She did this for a few seconds to tease him a little and then she started to envelope his throbbing cock head with her sweet little lips and proceeded playing her tongue around his cock head and pee hole.

Drake moaned with satisfaction, she never force her to do anything and that how she wants it, she's not into rough sex or being dominated.

She then held his cock at the base with one hand and her other hand on his right thigh and started to move her head allowing his rigid cock to enter her sweet mouth with his shaft sealed with her lovely lips. 

Drake felt like he's going to explode his load right then but he held on and he just stared on his lovely wife bobbing her head long and slow. After a few minutes Drake gently pulled his cock out of his lovely wife's mouth and caressed her face delicately.

"Oh baby, I'll come pretty soon if you keep this going on". 

Joan just flashed her beautiful angelic smile and shrugged her shoulders and asked, "Do you like it honey?" 

And he replied "The best my love and now its my turn to return the favor" and he grinned at her.

Drake kicked aside his pants off his legs and brought his wife to stand up and kissed her lips and carried her in his arms and brought her up the stairs to their bedroom. 

"Flip the light switch Hon, I really love to see the whole of you." 

He then laid her down the bed gently and he lay beside her and started to stroke her breast while kissing her lips. His hands started to caress her body down till his hand reached her skirt, slid it to her stomach and slid his hand under her already wet stained panty.

He then started to play his fingers down her slit gently stopping once in a while on her clit massaging it with his middle finger. Joan had to break her husband's kiss to moan longingly and her face expression so beautiful and pleased. She's so wet that Drake's finger was soaked with her juice and then Drake positioned himself between Joan's legs and removed her skirt and slid her panty off her slim firm legs.

Joan's breathing hard with anticipation and her eyes closed and semi biting her lower lips. Drake stared at her anxious mound. In spite of two child births her pussy was still gorgeous and tight, she only has a few patch of pubic hair just on top her slit, she never shaved but her pussy was smooth, tight and eatable just like a virgin.

Drake parted her legs and lowered his head to her wet pussy, licking the length of her slit up and down, he then parted her tight pussy lips with his fingers and started to gently licking her inside and exposed clit, sometimes sucking it softly. 

Her pussy juice was leaking down her snatch to her ass and she bit her lower lips more and slowly moving her head side to side. She was grasping Drake's arm with one hand and other hand was gripping the sheet by her head. Drake took a peak at her face and he knew what to do. 

He let go of her pussy lips and held both her thighs and dove his head straight to her wet cunt and started licking, slurping and sucking her sensitive clit until her body start to respond and her buttocks lifting up to meet his sliding tongue. Her body wriggled and finally shot her come and she moaned softly. 

"Oooooohhh, Ahhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming, Unggg" and she squeezed Drake's head with her inner thighs and at this time her hands were on top of his head. 

When she finally eased up her tension, she let go of Drake and catching her breath. Drake kneeled up looked at her face and she smiled back. Then she sat up and pushed her husband to lie down. She kissed him on the lips took his shirt off and kissed his body down and she also sucked his nipples and proceeded down until she reached his fully erect and throbbing cock. She started to caress its shaft, kissing and sucking its head. She did this with all her heart, with gentleness that pleasures a man beyond belief.

Drake started to moan and he stopped her and he told her "I want to feel your cunt around my cock and I want to come inside you". 

She then smiled at him and moved to position her cunt opening on top of her husband's stiff dick and she slowly eased her body down till his dick parted her pussy lips and cunt juices started to flow down his shaft. She just have the head inside her and she'll pull up and down, she did this for a few times and let her body go all the way down and Drake's whole cock is buried inside her wife's cunt. She wriggled her pussy around and contracted her inner pussy to clasp his shaft tight.

Drake can't stand it any more and he lifted her, cock still in her pussy, and laid her down missionary style and started to make love to her, long and slow, and then begun to pick up pace. Joan started to match his rhythm till finally Joan locked her legs around Drake's back and shot her come. 

Softly she said "Darling, I'm coming, Aaahhhh", and she embraced him. 

She came so hard that he felt her come, pulsing against his shaft and that all it takes and he shot his hot cum deep inside her. He shot so much that it started to ooze out between Drake's shaft and Joan's pussy lips. Drake was so exhausted and laid on top of her for a few moments then finally rolled off her. They kissed each other and then drifted to sleep.

Meanwhile, Rick next door was finishing jacking off peeping between the blinds in his bedroom, lights are off with his telescope pointed at Drake and Joan's bedroom.

"Damn she's hot, didn't bother to close up your curtains in the heat of the moment. That was a great show". 

He proceeded to remove a box like appearance from the telescope and he removed a small tape from it and inserted it on a player. 

Rick watched the screen and said, "Damn, Damn!" and took his stiff cock out and started jerking off again while his eyes tuned in on the screen.

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Tammy asked Josh if he could drop her off at Jill's place. Josh didn't mind where ever his sister wanted go as long as he knows where she's at and whom she's with. He didn't mind going to Jill's either he like her and sometime fantasized fucking her. On the way to Jill's, they talked about school, which they're going out with and so forth. Josh is protective about her sister and sometimes worries him too much if she goes out with a guy he didn't know. 

"So, sis, are you seeing anyone?" 

Tammy knew about his protective brother, and she doesn't want him to get jealous either.

"No one really but there are few who asked me out but I turned them down, they only after one thing." 

"Yeah, just let me know if anyone of them dorks get fresh with you, OK?"

"Thanks Josh but I think I can handle what ever goes my way." 

"I know that but just incase if you know what I mean, I just don't want to see you get hurt." 

"I'll remember that" and she gave his brother a big kiss on the cheek. In the process she got her breast rub against Josh's arm and her hands leaned on his thigh. He couldn't avoid seeing her firm thighs when her mini skirt slid a little further up. He didn't noticed that he had a hard on till he snapped out of his thoughts. Tammy noticed the bulge in his brother's front pants but she tried to avoid looking at it, she doesn't want to embarrass his brother. They arrived at Jill's place and in a few minutes. 

"Are you sleeping over do you want me to pick you up later on?" asked Josh when Tammy got out of the car. 

"No, Jill will bring me home, we'll just watch video or something, girl stuff, Thanks." and she took off to the front door and wave bye to Josh.

He waited till someone answered the door and it was Jill and she's cute and pretty. Jill looked over where Josh's car was parked and she ran to him and thanked him for dropping Tammy of and she said that she'd take her home whenever. Jill was leaning through the passenger window and her breasts were half expose on her loose shirt and she's not wearing any bra. Jill gave him a sweet smile and a wink and said good-bye. Josh drove off and wondering what that is all about.

Jill and Tammy went in the house and proceeded to the living room. The house was pretty quiet. "Where are your mom and dad?" "Oh, they left this morning for a convention out off state they'll be back Sunday night." 

"Whoa, you never told me that when you invited me over?" 

"Does it really matter? Besides Scott is coming over too with guess who?" 

"No you didn't Jill?" 

"Well, I thought you would be pleased." 

"I know I told you that I like Dave but not like this." 

"Come on Tammy, your 18, got to break that virginity sooner or later and you like Dave."

"Not that much." Then the door bell rang, "They're here it's now or never, think about it OK?" 

Then Jill runs to the door and came back with the guys Scott and Dave. Scott and Jill went steady sort of for a week now. Dave and Tammy were seeing each other for 3 weeks. 

"Hi Tam!" Scott waved at Tammy and Dave went to her and kissed her fully right on the lips. Tammy hesitated at first but gave in. All four settled in the family room Jill and Scott on the carpet floor, while Tammy and Dave on the love seat. They were watching re-run of x-files and after a few hours Jill took out a video and inserted it in the player. 

"To get the mood on the swing of it I think you guys will like this." 

Jill looked over to where Tammy is seated. Tammy gave her a disapproving look but Jill just winked at her. The movie started and it was one of those Better Sex Videos that she found in her parent's room just a few hours ago. Everyone was comfortable except for Tammy.

Scott started to rub Jill's back and slowly going down the side of her breast. He then looked at Jill and she looked at him too and then started to kiss.

Tammy was very uncomfortable but he was fascinated with what's showing on the screen. Then the last thing she noticed that Dave was kissing her neck and his hands on her thigh. He then started to kiss her lips and his other hand grabbed her breast and started to fondle it through her blouse and bra.

Tammy looked over Jill and Scott and she saw that Scott already managed to get rid of Jill's shirt and was sucking on her breast. She saw Jill's face, her eyes closed and mouth wide open. Jill has big round breast bigger than other girls do her own age. Then Tammy felt Dave's hand slid up her thighs and under her skirt. She then held his hand to prevent it from going in further.

"Dave, I like you but I'm not ready yet and I hope you understand" and then she stood up and walked to the door straightened her self-up walked out the door.

Dave just looked at Tammy as she stood and walked out the door. He wanted to scream but he also got respect for Tammy and he doesn't want any trouble and in his mind he just said.

"Soon, you'll be mine." 

He then looked over to Scott and Jill and they didn't even notice that Tammy already left. Jill is completely naked, her small patch of blond bush completely exposed.

Scott is playing with her nipples with his tongue. She's lying down on her back and Scott begun to kiss down her and started to kiss her already wet pussy. She just looked up to where Tammy and Dave but she only saw Dave with his pants down and Jerking off his semi hard cock. 

Dave's cock is measured at 6" and seeing this cock made her hotter and she signaled to Dave with a nod of her head to come over. Dave completely took off his pants and went over to Jill and knelt beside her head. Jill reached over and wrapped her hand around Dave's semi hard cock and started to stroke it. 

Scott looked up and saw Jill stroking Dave's cock and he turned around and looked for Tammy, he didn't see her. He just shrugged his shoulder and stripped all his clothes. Jill looked over Scott and saw his already hard cock its shorter than Dave is but thicker in circumference. 

She got more excited just looking at this large cock and wondering if she could take it. She shifted her gaze back to Dave's semi erect cock and wondered if it will get longer. One thing to find out she thought and she started to kiss and stroke Dave's cock and then sucking it, in and out of her mouth with the help of her other hand stroking it.

Dave's cock begun to reach its full hardness and it went for another 2 inches that makes it 8 inches long. She then withdrew it out of her mouth and stroked it more with her hands. She looked up and told Dave if he could lick her pussy and get it ready for serious fucking. Then she motioned to Scott to come over, so Dave and Scott traded places. Dave dove his head at Jill's snatch and does his thing. 

Scott positioned his dick on Jill's face, she looked at this thick hard cock and slowly wrapped his hand around it and she can't even hold the whole circumference. She stroked it with two hands and tried to fit it in her mouth but she could only manage to get the half of its head. She didn't even try to force it in and Scott just smiled and understood that it will be uncomfortable for and he doesn't want to ruin the moment.

Dave stood up and can't wait to get his dick inside Jill and positioned him self between her legs and pointed the head of his cock at the entrance of her wet cunt. Jill still concentrating on sucking Scott's cock and when she felt Dave's cock started to part her pussy lips she stopped sucking and was sort of scared on what's about to happen. 

"Take it easy, I'm not a virgin but this will surely make me one again and please don't come inside me, I don't want to get pregnant." 

"Don't worry I'll be easy on you, I only wish I'm fucking Tammy at this moment. Besides I'll just prepping you for Scott." 

Scott just smiled and winked at Jill. He positioned himself so Jill's head is resting on his thighs with his dick sticking through her hair and resting by her ear. 

Dave spread Jill's thighs a little wider and started his forward motion slowly until the head is inside her. Then he pulled it out again seeing that the head was soaked with pussy juice and he rubbed the head up and down the slit of her pussy and inserted the head again. Jill was electrified on what she's feeling, anxious and afraid at the same time and she moaned with excitement. Scott was rubbing her breast and squeezing her nipple when Dave said, 

"Ready? Here it comes." 

Scott tries to comfort her by holding her hands and then it happened, Dave pushed forward in slow stroke halfway his shaft and pulled to the head and pushed halfway. He did this a few times and Jill was biting her lower lips and moaning with pleasure. Then Dave slid his cock all the way until he hit a wall, he don't want to hurt her so she just fuck her slowly up to that point and Jill was moving her head side to side and moaning with pleasure.

Dave felt her come and her white cum could be seen on Dave's shaft going in and out of her pussy. Jill's pussy contracted so much that Dave could feel it and he can't wait any longer and he fucked her pussy fast and he withdrew his cock in time for his cum shooting at her belly and breast. 

Scott moved and traded places with Dave. Dave took a large throw pillow and positioned it under Jill's head and he pointed his still erect cock on Jill's mouth and coached her to suck it a little until Scott is ready and Jill obliged and she could still taste some come from Dave's cock.

Scott was playing with Jill's pussy after wiping off Dave's cum off Jill's belly and breast. Then he position him self between Jill's legs and pushed her legs farthest it could stretch and stroked his fat cock a few times and rubbed it on her slit concentrating on her clit. Jill was breathing heavily in anticipation and Dave withdrew his cock out of her mouth and just started to jerk off. 

Scott started to trust in slowly and Jill could feel her cunt beginning to stretch and it seem that Scott's fat cock won't fit in her tiny pussy hole. She started to moan and cry a little. 

"Its too big Scott I can't take it." 

"Its too late now babe you should have thought about it, besides this is all your idea." 

"Please, I can't take it." 


Innocence Lost Ch. 01



"You're lucky enough that we didn't rough you up and nice about giving you a good time so hang in there and it will be over soon." 

Scott thrust in a few more inches and Jill began to scream and Dave stuck a corner of her shirt in her mouth. Tears began to flow from her eyes and Scott continued to push in his thick dick inside her and she felt something rip down and she tried to scream. Scott continued on little by little until he got it all in her and stopped to get her in focus again.

"Its all in babe, it will feel much better when you get used to it." 

Scott started to pull out and after an inch he shoved it back in with a force. Then again and again, till she loosens up a little and then he started to fuck her slow and hard at the end of his in stroke.

Jill started to feel tingle on her pussy and started to contract her inner pussy, it hurts a little but it's just like a sting and then it all disappeared and then she started to moan with pleasure.

Pain is almost gone and excitement on her pussy started to take over. Scott fucked her until she came again and Scott followed suit pulling off her and shoot load of cum on her belly. Dave was jerking off and was about to come and released his load on Jill's face close to her mouth.

Dave and Scott cleaned her up and carried her to her bedroom and left the house.

Jill still thinking on what happened and decided that it's an experience that shell never forget. She got mixed feelings if she liked the fucking experience and wondered if she'll be ever be the same again. She then thought of Tammy, thinking what she could have gone to if she did stay. She was exhausted and she dosed off to sleep.

On the way out Scott and Dave laughed and joked around and thought Jill was a sport and wondered if they'll ever have the chance to fuck her again now that she know what they are made off especially Scott. Then Dave thought of Tammy and he had another hard on just thinking of her and then Scott said, 

"Just remember to share Tammy when you get the chance to screw her. Just imagine her face when I will enter her tight little cunt." 

Dave just smiled and they drove off.

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As soon as Tammy closed the door behind her, she just stood there for a few minutes wondering if she should have stayed. She was waiting if Dave will go after her, she liked what she felt, the tingle in her pussy and arousing sensation when Dave was fondling her breast, but she was scared of what she doesn't know. She heard of the first time experience from friends but they're all different and inconsistent. She just wants to do it with someone she trusted and knowing that she will be in good hands when the time comes. She waited long enough for Dave but he never did and knowing Jill, she'll have both guys.

Jill doesn't have sex that often but she liked Scott and at least she know what to do Tammy thought to her self. Tammy knows that Jill will give her the details tomorrow and she was surprised to that he never felt any jealousy knowing that Dave will be fucking her too. She knows that its over between her and Dave but she decided that they'd be friends.

Tammy started to walk down the sidewalk, it's past 10:00 p.m. and she doesn't know if she'll ever get home before midnight. It's a nice neighborhood and she's not worried being out on the street this late its just that it will be a long walk home.

She walked two blocks and started to cross the street when she noticed a car approaching so she waited till the car pass by. It is a small car a little beaten up, one of those small import cars, looks like an old model excel. As it get closer she noticed that there's a sign on top of the roof, its a pizza delivery and then it stopped right in front of her. She leaned down to look over the driver and she saw a guy about her age, medium built and he wear eyeglasses but she don't recognize him of someone she knew. The driver leaned over and said, "Hi Tammy!" 

She was surprised he knew her name, "Do I know you?" 

"I don't believe so but I sure know you from school, I'm Jay. Where are you heading, do you want a lift?" 

"I'm on my way home and my brother forgot to pick me up" she lied. 

"I could take you home, I just delivered my last pizza run." 

"Are you sure it's OK?" 

"Sure I got nothing better to do."

Jay reached over the passenger seat and opened the door for Tammy and she went in. 

"Sorry its a little cramp in here, not like the cars you are used to." 

"What do you mean, its a fine car and brings you to point A to point B right? And at least you have a car. I really appreciate this, thank you." 

"No problem, you have to show me the way though." 

Dave drove off and Jill gave him direction to home. They were silent until Tammy started the conversation, 

"How do you know me in school?" 

"Believe it or not but you are popular in school, a beautiful girl like you sure attract attention from us guys. Just talking to you seems like you're a nice girl too. By the way, are you hungry or thirsty? I got a take home pizza and a six pack of cola." 

Tammy could use a bite since she just ate a little at dinner. Dave reached over the back seat and grabbed a small size pizza box and hand it over to Tammy and a cola for her, 

"Here have some, I couldn't finish it anyway." 

Tammy just smiled at him and opened the box and took a slice of pizza. "Thanks, you're so kind. How come I don't remember seeing you at school?" 

"Well, I'm not with one of the popular groupie like you and besides I don't hang around at school that much after classes." "I'm not with a popular group?" said Tammy.

"Yah, but you got your looks, body and Oh, sorry." 

Tammy just blushed a little from the unintentional compliment and so did Jay. They glanced at each other and laughed, they continued to talk while Tammy gives direction and ate pizza. 

"Turn left on the next cross street and the house will be the fifth one on the left."

Jay turned and pulled over the fifth house and Tammy got off the car, closed the door, 

"Hope to see you in school and don't be afraid to say HI! Thanks again." 

And she gave him the most beautiful smile he ever seen. Jay drove off as soon as Tammy got in the house and he was so happy to be with the girl that he has a crush on since 4th Grade.

Tammy got in the house and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She noticed the pants that her father kicked off the side and her mother's blouse by the kitchen sink. She just picked it up and folded it and stashed it by the desk located beside the foot of the stairs leading up.

She glanced at the wall clock and it's just past 11:00 p.m. She went to her bedroom and turned on the lights, sat in front of her dresser and looked at her self in the mirror. She was thinking of Jay, how nice he was to her and she actually had a good time even for just a short moment and she hoped she'd see him again at school. She then stood up and started to undress and took her bath robe and went to the bathroom down the hall way across her room to take a quick shower before going to bed, she wore a shower cap so she won't have to dry her hair. 

After a quick shower, she returned to her bedroom and sat on her bed combing her long dark hair just like her mother. Then Jill, Scott and Dave flushed through her thoughts and the sex movie they were watching. She felt Dave's touch against her thigh and breast. She saw a man and woman on the screen kissing, fondling, sucking a cock, and licking a pussy.

She wondered how it feels, to feel a hard cock in her hands and she felt a tingling sensation between her legs and her hands started to open her robe. She touched her pubic hair and started to touch her slit, she felt excited and she lay down the bed and started to caress her slit with soft slow strokes until she found her clit and she moaned softly. 

Without her knowing it her brother Josh came home already and went to her room to check on her if she's already home. Josh tried the doorknob quietly if its lock, Tammy was not in the habit of locking her door. He turned it and opened her sisters room just a crack so he could peek inside, he saw from under the door that the lights are still on, he just don't want to disturb her sister. As he looked through the small opening he saw her sister laying down on her bed her legs a little parted and her feet on the carpet floor. Her robe was partly opened exposing her pussy and he saw her one hand rubbing her cunt slowly and he thought he heard a moan.

Josh was shocked seeing her sister at this position and instantly his cock started to throb and he couldn't help not to stop staring at her. He observed her a little while and his cock was so stiff it made a bulge in front of his slacks and a pre cum seeping through the fabric. A lot of things going through his mind and right at the moment all he could think of is her nice little cunt exposed to him for the first time. No moral could stop him now and he opened the door to her sisters room wide enough to get his body in and made a sound loud enough that only her sister could hear.

Tammy bolted up to a sitting position and covered her legs with the robe, she was embarrassed seeing her brother halfway through her bedroom door. 

"What are you doing sis?" he whispered.

"Nothing, you should leave now, please" her head lowered not looking at his brother. 

Josh was already in her room and closed the door behind him and approached her, Tammy still not looking and she don't know what to say. 

"Tammy, don't be ashamed its all natural." 

"What natural?" she asked. 

"What you are doing, masturbating." 

"I am not" she said. 

"Come on sis, I know what I saw and that's masturbating. Although you're doing it the wrong way" he teased. 

Tammy didn't say a thing, she just stared at the floor. 

"Don't be embarrassed sis, I do it too and I admit I do it quite often" Josh confessed. 

"Sure, but no one ever caught you, this is embarrassing" she commented. 

"Well, it will be our little secret between you and me. And it's me Josh, your big brother. You trust me don't you?" 

"I do, but I still can't imagine.." then Josh moved closer and lifted his sister's face up to face him and said, 

"Tammy, I love you and nothing should be a secret or malice between us." 

Tammy just smiled back at him. Then she noticed the bulge on Josh's slack and he noticed that she saw it too. 

"See, I admit that you turned me on and right now my dick is aching to get out of my pants, want to see?"

"Nooo, are you kidding Josh?" she asked. 

"Nope I'm not kidding, I saw yours and might as well show you mine" and before Tammy could reply Josh got his cock out, she didn't even noticed him undoing his fly.

Josh stood there in front of her holding his stiff cock. His cock measured at 7 inches and Tammy was staring at it. Tammy saw for the first time a real cock and up-close, the only one she saw was last night on the screen. Josh could see that her sister was getting excited but hesitant on what's going on. 

"Do you mind if I masturbate here and you could watch me" 

He then sat beside Tammy after dropping his pants completely off. Josh gripped his hand on his stiff cock and began to stroke it up and down. 

Tammy wanted to protest but she felt like loosing every reason she attempted with his brother and she just looked the other way and wrapped her robe tighter around her body. Josh just continued to jerk of slowly and just looking at her sister. 

Tammy looked every where except at Josh and then she saw what her brother were doing on the mirror on her dresser. She don't know if he knew she could see his reflection on the mirror but she was curious on how her brother was jerking off and quite frankly she was getting hotter too and she suddenly felt the tingling sensation on her pussy again. She finally gave in and faced Josh.

"Ok, but this is just between us. This is just new to me and I don't have a clue about having sex. Few guys attempted this but I'm too afraid of what I don't know or what to expect and I wanted someone who I trust and will not hurt me."

Josh just looked at her and he moved closer, 

"Don't worry, I'll teach you and you won't be afraid anymore and I promise you, you'll love it."

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Nothing's gonna stop the burning desire of Josh towards her sister, although it's wrong that doesn't matter anymore at the moment. Right now all he could think of is not to frighten her or do anything that will change her mind on what's about to happen between brother and sister. He kept stroking his shaft and pre cum started to flow out of Josh's pee hole. Tammy noticed and pointed at it, 

"Are you coming already?" 

"No it's called pre cum. When we're excited, we release fluid, a sort of lubricant that also helps in lovemaking. Go ahead touch it with your finger tip." 

Tammy touched it and got some of the pre cum on her fingertip and rubbed it between her thumb and pointer finger. It's slippery and thick like rubbing oil. 

"Go taste it" Josh suggested. 

Tammy remembers the movie scene when she was at Jill's when a woman was sucking off a man's dick. She licked her finger and it tasted a little salty. Josh knew what she was thinking and said, 

"Its something to get used to. You got to, especially when you wanted to please your man and one of them is to suck his dick." 

"Does it really give you pleasure?" asked Tammy. 

"You would too I believe, the girls who did it to me at least did." 

Tammy then reached over and took hold of Josh's shaft and his dick became even harder. She then slid off the bed and positioned her self in front of Josh and he spread his legs so she could move in further and closer to his dick. She holds his cock now with both hands and started to massage and feel his cock, tracing the contour of the head and shaft and fondled his ball. Her hands were all over his dick and balls, playing with it with amusement. 

Josh just watched and let his sister do what she pleased and his balls begin to ache. He can't wait to see her sister completely naked but he just holds on, being patient for this could never happen again if it ever stopped. 

"I would be nice to feel your lips and tongue on my cock sis, could you do it?"

Tammy leaned over and kissed the under shaft of his dick and traced her tongue up and down the length of his dick. She then kissed the head and licked some of the pre cum. She lowered her head till the entire head of his cock is inside her mouth. Josh felt it and saw it and he moaned a soft moan "Oohhh, Tammy." careful not to wake any one who's asleep. 

Tammy seem to get turned on when she heard his brother moaned especially when she heard her name softly with sound of desire. She lowered her head a few more to were she was comfortable enough not to gag and then pulled up and down until she got into a slow rhythm. 

Josh stroked her silken hair and "Aahh,Ooooo,Oh Tammy you couldn't possibly feel what I'm feeling, you got it, just like that." 

Josh didn't move his eyes off her, storing all the details, seeing his cock in and out of Tammy's small and lovely lip. She sucked him for a few more minutes until Josh held her head.

"Stop for now sis, I don't want to come yet"

And he guides her to stand up with him. They were both standing up Tammy standing 5 feet tall and Josh 5' 6". He reached over to untie her robe and then opened her robe to expose Tammy's curvy and medium size breast and he looked further down and saw her cunt with thin patch of pubic hair just above her slit.

Josh slid the robe off her shoulders and he cupped her breast fully. His hands are just perfectly proportioned to her breast. When he cupped it just barely covered the whole thing and her nipples were small and pointed, pinkish in contrast of her white skin. He then bent over a little to kiss her fully on the lips and she responded with no hesitation.

He embraced her and he ran her hands at her back and down to her ass cheeks and squeezed them gently. He then moved her back against the bed and slowly pushed her down till she's laid down her bottom just at the edge the bed. He spread her legs and he looked at his sisters beautiful fresh mound, untouched by any guy. 

"Just relax and close your eyes sis" and he started to kiss her inner thighs and nearing her hot cunt. 

He kissed the surrounding of her cunt then he licked her slit from bottom up to her clit and Tammy almost yelled in pleasure but she held it and gave some moan and bit her lips. Tammy unintentionally squeezed Josh's head between her thighs for a second or two because of the electrifying feeling she felt.

Josh continued to lick her pussy while he held her thighs open. He inserted his tongue inside her making scooping motion and tasting her sweet cunt juices. He could see her cunt juice started to flow down her butt and she's started to breathe heavily. She felt like exploding without control 

"Stop Josh, stop."

Josh told her to let it go and don't hold it back. He continued to lick her snatch deep and a bit faster now, he knows that she's about to come due her rhythm. He parted her pussy lips with his fingers while his elbow was pushing her legs apart and up above his head. Her pink inside cunt walls are now exposed and he lick it furiously and sucking her clit. Tammy still tried to stop him with her soft sweet voice, 

"Ahhh, stop Josh stop" and she was gripping her bed sheet. 

Josh didn't pay attention on what she was saying but kept on sucking and licking her wet hot cunt. 

Then it happen "Joooooosssssssshhhhh, oh my god, Josh" in low voice.

She came so hard that she squirted off her cum at his face but he still kept on it making sure that his sister would have her first orgasm she will never forget. Tammy writhed and jerked and she never felt it before and she was in cloud nine.

Josh looked at her beautiful sister and back at her cunt still contracting in rhythm with her body jerking. His sack was aching for release and he released her legs he climbed on top of the bed and positioned him self at Tammy's head stroking his dick and pointed it at Tammy's open mouth. 

Tammy responded and sucked the head while stroking his shaft at the same time. Just looking at her lovely lips suck his throbbing cock makes his heart pound on his chest and more blood flows to his raging cock that seem to make his cock more longer than it used to. He pulled out off her mouth and helped her sister to slid up the middle of the bed and he moved between her legs. He held his stiff cock and pointed it on her slit sliding it up and down mixing his pre cum with her own pussy juice. 

She moaned softly and lovingly and Josh slid his cock till the head parted her cunt lips and he moved it in and out her pussy slowly going deeper and deeper with each stroke. 

He got about just pass 2 inches deep when he felt the wall that will give her pain when he breaks her hymen. He kept his in and out motion for a few minutes stopping at her hymen. 

Tammy could feel his cock inside her cunt and she's hot again that makes her release more juice. 

Josh asked her "Ready sis?" 

And she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to him until his chest is pressed against hers. 

Josh then slid his cock in till the head is in contact with her hymen and he slowly but hard pushing his cock deeper and deeper until it gave in and Tammy bit her lip in pain and tears started to flow down her temples and squeezed his body hard. Josh just continued to shove his dick all the way to the hilt and didn't move. He just wanted for Tammy to relax and for the pain to subside a little bit. He looked at her face and wiped off the tears in her eyes 

"How are you feeling, I got it all the way in just relax and let me know if you want me to stop. It will be a little bit painful but it will go away I promise." 




Innocence Lost Ch. 01



"It hurt but I think I could manage the pain" replied Tammy. 

He kissed her fully on the lips and kissed her neck while he fondled her breast and pinching her erect nipples. He then proceeded to kiss down ward and licked the surrounding of her nipple and then with out warning he sucked the nipple and her moans gave him the signal to start to pull in and out of her pussy. 

Tammy felt a little pain but she braved it and just bit her lower lip hoping that the pain will be gone soon. As of reading her thoughts the pain began to weaken and being replaced with pleasure that she couldn't explain. 

Josh could tell too that her pussy loosened up began to fuck her pussy smoothly. Slow at first, fucking her with full length of his cock and then he will shove it hard all the way in, hold it there and started a grinding motion his cock twisting, grinding against her cunt walls. 

Tammy continued to respond with his motion lifting her butt to meet his entrance and moaning with pleasure. 

Josh lifted her legs and rested it on his shoulders and he fucked her deep and strong. Tammy's cunt began to contract and Josh could feel her pussy tightening at his shaft. 

Tammy moaned "Ah, Ah, Ah, Ahhhhhhhh" 

Josh could feel her cum squirting against his cock and at that moment he shove his cock deep all the way in and he released his full load of cum deep inside her. 

She felt his hot cum squirting inside her and filling her cunt. It's too much that it started to over flow between his shaft and cunt lips, she thought he won't stop coming. 

He withdrew his still hard cock off her cum filled pussy and rolled off her and lay beside her. 

Tammy didn't move her eyes closed and breathing heavily. 

Josh looked at her "How was it sis, are you OK?" 

She smiled at him, "That was fantastic Josh, thank you."

"Don't be screwing up every guy now, your rep also counts you know and that's a big thing" 

He kissed her on the cheek and started to clean up. He looked at her desk watch and it's almost 2 a.m. 

"Time to get some sleep sweet cakes, talk to you later" 

And he grabbed his clothes, turned off the light, opened the door and peeked out side to make sure their parent's bedroom door is closed. Then he closed the door ran down next-door where his room is and quietly closed his bedroom door behind him. Tammy wiped off her soaked pussy with her robe and pulled the blanket over her naked body. She was exhausted and she smiled, closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly.

Meanwhile, Rick was retrieving another small tape of the black box from his telescope, which is pointed at Tammy's room. 

"That girl was hot and she just looks like her mother. Folks these days never bother to closed their windows assuming no one could see what they're up to"

He then inserted the tape on his tape player. 

"Damn, too bad my angle to her bedroom is off." 

He got the shot when she took her clothes off but didn't have much view of the actual action, mostly the back and when he's humping her with her. 

"Damn, this might be a full time night job for me if this will keep going on. I think I'll have to rent this house again for next summer." 



Innocence Lost Ch. 01



She ran like the wind, her paws pounding the ground with rumbling of thunder. At a glance, she blended within the pack of wolves, but looks are often deceiving. She ran, her fur tousling in the breeze, along side her companion, Greymist, and a dozen other wolves. 

Nose to the wind, tail wagging behind; she caught a faint scent on the breeze. Skidding to a halt, she yipped to Greymist, allowing the pack to pass her by. Following the scent, she left the forest behind and set her paws upon rockier ground. The smell of acrid smoke and the pungent aroma of blood filled her nostrils. She whined low in her throat, sensing pain ahead, yet she could not turn back. 

Finding a path that lead up the cliffside, she trailed the scent, noticing droplets of blood at uneven intervals. Something or someone was hurt. Proceeding up the cliff ever more cautiously, the she-wolf sniffed the wind. Whether it be man or beast, something nearby was suffering. Her hackles rose and she emitted a low growl. Fear registered within her. She topped the cliff, noticing a narrow opening in the rock face. Sniffing the wind once more, she was sure the smell was coming from within. On silent paws, she crept to the opening and peered in. 

Near the rear of the cave lay a wounded dark elf male. His wounds were numerous, his color an ashen grey. She sensed he was near death and wondered why he was on the surface instead of deep within the Underdark. It made no sense to her. Behind her, Greymist whined, pacing to and fro. Stepping away from the cave, the she-wolf began to transform herself into her true figure. Where a wolf once stood on four paws, a female surface elf appeared in its place. She reached for Greymist, patting his silky grey coat affectionately and murmured, "Protect."

Checking her pack, she stepped back to the cave opening, entering slowly with weapon drawn. The drow weakly lifted his sword, his pain glazed eyes trained upon her every move.

"Usstan hass'l dos nau jivviim (I mean you no harm)," she spoke in soft drowish, thanking her father's insistence that she learn the dark elf language. When one lived so close to an entrance to the dreaded Underdark, it was best to know the ways of the beasties that dwelled there. 

He coughed weakly, his blade still drawn. "Ssrig'luin nau xxizz dal dos, darthiir (Need no help from you, surface elf)."

"I come in peace. I can help you heal," she stated, dropping her pack near the smoldering fire. The drow dropped his sword, groaning in pain. Sweat beaded his forehead and upper lip. 

"My name is Mistale Greencloak," she said as she opened her pack and kneeled beside him, assessing his wounds. "Looks like you've been in nasty fight."

He snarled weakly as a shudder of pain coursed through his body. Mistale pulled out her healing supplies, and grabbed a length of soft linen from her pack. Grasping her waterskin, she wet the cloth and bathed his face, washing away the sweat. Try as he might to bat her hands away, he hadn't the strength to succeed. "Xuat xta'rl uns'aa, tonaik darthirii (Don't touch me, dirty elf)."

"Usstan gumash ori'gato dos el, drill Usstan orn naut, tangis' ka dos ph' natha Ilythiiri (I could let you die, but I will not, even if you are a drow)," she replied, and then switched to common. "Let me help you."

"Dosst ka'lith orn tlu dosst elghinn (Your mercy will be your death)," he retorted before weakly slumping to his bedroll, the pain of his wounds stealing his strength. 

A flush crept into her cheeks as she loosened and removed his garments. Try as she might, she couldn't help but allow her eyes to linger upon his toned and taut form as she evaluated the severity of his wounds. Small oozing gashes criss-crossed his upper arms. Another bisected his shoulder. She was certain one of his arms was broken, but the wound that concerned her the most was the gaping hole in his midsection.

"You're lucky to be alive," Mistale murmured, carefully setting his broken arm before she cleansed and bandaged the other wounds. She then applied a poultice made from several herbs to the wound in his abdomen. Afterwards, she began to pray. "Hear me, oh great Goddess. Give me the wisdom to heal this poor soul. Grant me all the knowledge I need to see him through this time of need."

Pulling a small pot from her pack, she filled it with water in which she would brew willow bark tea. Reaching for the dark elf male, she poured more water into a cup and raised him up ever so slightly. Coaxing him to drink, she tipped the cup to his lips. 

As he greedily drank cup after cup of water, Mistale carefully studied his chiseled facial features. She delved a hand into his stark white hair, long and silky. White brows topped vibrant amber eyes, a straight nose, and high cheekbones. His strong firm jaw that held steadfast, forming the unwavering basis of his face, despite the fact his mouth was sloped downward and clenched cruelly in a grimace of pain. Her heart pounded as she perused him further. Her thoughts ran rampant through her mind. Who was this magnificent drow male and what had caused him so much harm? 

Reaching into her pack, she opened a pouch of freshly picked red raspberries. Holding several in her hand, she began to chant, infusing each of them with magical healing. Then she coaxed him to open his mouth. He glared at her through his blazing tawny eyes, jutting his chin out in defiance. "Nau (No)!"

"SIYO (Yes)!" She retorted and held them to his lips. "Eat them, xsa'ol (dammit)!"

His glare turned harsh, manifesting the need to kill her. "Oloth plynn dos, darthiir elg'caress (Darkness take you, surface elf bitch)."

Mistale growled and shoved them into his mouth, clapping his jaw shut. "Please, this will help you."

"Nau xxizz, fridj elgg uns'aa (No help, just kill me)," he muttered through clenched teeth. 

"No, I won't kill you. Let me help you."

He closed his eyes and chewed the berries, swallowing the sweetness. He allowed their healing power to take hold and settled back onto his bedroll. Mistale watched as some of the smaller cuts and wounds on his arms knitted flawlessly, nary leaving behind a trace that they had once marred his skin. She noted his color started to improve as well, going from the ashen grey to light onyx. 

She felt his forehead, noticing he didn't feel as fevered as before. The wound in his midsection still troubled her. With a sigh, she gathered the healing powers of her most advanced spell to her hands and pressed it to his wound, letting the glorious light seep through the bandage. He trembled and hissed, spitting drowish expletives at her in rapid-fire succession. 

Mistale ignored him, even though his words blistered her ears. She turned her focus to the pot of water upon the fire that had begun to boil. She removed it, adding willow bark and other healing herbs. She allowed it to steep and cool before coaxing the injured drow to drink. At first he fought her before reluctantly accepting the warm soothing drink. "V'dre lu' Usstan orn kyorl phor dos. Usstan orn ser dos sreen'aur (Rest and I will watch over you. I will keep you safe)."

Mistale stoked the fire and covered him with one of her blankets. Then she knelt where she could see the sun and began to pray, beseeching her Goddess to take pity on this male. She chanted in a mix of elven and druidic, placing him in a healing trance.

His color improved even more, turning lustrous obsidian, and she noted his labored breathing ceased, becoming more even and shallow. Mistale bathed him thoroughly, cleansing away the dried blood and dirt that stained his skin. Then she checked her store of herbs. She noted she'd need more willow bark, and cherry bark as well. She knew she'd have to return to the forest to replenish her supply if she intended to heal this wounded male back to full strength.

Leaving the cave, she returned to the woods and began searching for the herbs and roots she needed. Once she had an adequate supply, she noticed a party of Orcs skulking through the trees. Crouching near a thicket, she transformed into a wolf and blended in with the shadows of the underbrush. 

They passed her by without noticing her presence. Her ears perked up as she picked out the word 'drow' in the harsh guttural language. She listened carefully, creeping ever closer to them. She knew by the few key words she could understand that they were looking for the drow. Perhaps they were the reason he was so badly injured. Her suspicions were conformed as she caught sight of the guisame one of them carried. He was the largest of the Orcs, his equipment looked nicer than all the rest, and he had a commanding aura about him. Yes, he had to be the leader, and it would seem they hunted her patient.

Mistale scrambled on all fours from one thicket to another, hoping not to be seen. She needed to get back to the cave and conceal it before the Orcs found it. She knew she had no hope of fending them all off and keeping the wounded male alive. 

Once they had passed out of sight, she quickly headed back for the cave, keeping her keen nose to the wind to avoid the stinking beasts. Returning to the cave, she made sure she was inside before she transformed again. Immediately she checked the drow's condition, noting his fever had broken, causing chills to set in. Layering upon him yet another blanket, she stoked the fire, adding more wood to it from his dwindling stack. She'd soon have to forage for more, keeping an ever-watchful eye out for enemies. 

A thought appeared in her brain and she knew she should heed it. She knew the best way to counter his chills was to add her own body heat to the equation. Don't think of him as an enemy dark elf, she cautioned herself as she slipped out of her garments and beneath the pile of blankets, then snuggled up to his shivering form as carefully as she could. Think of him only as someone in need.

The day passed. Mistale woke from her reverie; happy that the dark elf hadn't come out of the trance she put him in. If he had, she figured he'd likely slit her throat and leave her to die as he had begged her to do for him. 

She crawled out of the blankets long enough to prepare herself some food and drink a cup of the tea. Then she pulled out her journal, noting the day's events. She mulled over meeting the drow. Her curiosity got the better of her and she dallied on a notion that this encounter would surely change her life. Her eyes flicked over his dark skin, centering on his delicious features. He certainly was a handsome fellow. She wondered how he came to be on the surface, and why the Orcs were hunting him? What had he done? And why was he all alone? Was he exiled from his house? Her questions were endless and yet there were no answers to be had until he woke. 

Leaving the cave behind, she cast an enchantment on the rock face, covering the entrance with a multitude of brambles, spiny bushes and tangled vines. The Orcs would not find the dark elf while she was away. As the eastern sky darkened, the winds picked up and thunder rumbled in the distance. A storm was coming and it was bound to be a bad one. 

There was no sign of the Orcs anywhere. She headed back down into the forest; foraging for fallen trees limbs she could chop into small useable pieces of firewood. She set a few snares, knowing that bringing in fresh meat for broth would help him recover his strength sooner. 

Then she quickly scoured the surrounding area for wild vegetables and more berries, stowing them in a pouch before she returned to the cave. Carefully she squeezed through a gap in the brush that concealed the cave from sight and made her way back to the fire, stoking it before adding a good sized limb. She figured it'd burn for most of the night. 

She made herself comfortable by the fire, pulling out a bottle of Elven Mead. After removing the cork, she took a long draw from the bottle and stared into the fire. Her mind wandered, lingering back to days of old in her village before a band of Orcs attacked en masse and took away nearly everything she'd ever loved, including her betrothed. She had barely survived, calling upon her druidic training and ability to shape change in order to make her escape from the burning village. Never since had she allowed herself to get close to anyone. She preferred the solitude of the forests and the fellowship of her faithful companion, Greymist. Setting aside the bottle, she wrapped her arms around her upper body and began to croon a lullaby her mother had often sung to her when she was but a wee elfling. The memories of what had been were too much for her to dwell on. Best put it in the past where it belonged. 

Twilight was upon them as the storm broke, drenching the cliffs with torrents of rain. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, sounding like the spectral riders galloping across the heavens. Mistale moved to the entrance, dispelling the enchantment that kept them hidden and watched as the squall trekked its way through the valley below them. The rain stung her skin, chilling her to the core. 

Stepping back, she reached for a blanket to wrap herself in and settled down by the fire once more. She stared across the flames and locked eyes with the lavender eyes of her patient. He was awake. She wondered how long he'd been watching her. She looked away, calming her racing heart. He definitely was a handsome devil; that was for sure. 

"Ji uk dron (So he lives)," she spoke up as she met his gaze evenly.

"I told you to kill me, iblith srow (dirty scum)," He sneered at her, reaching for his sword, "Dos ph' natha wael, ssindossa (You are a fool, whore)."

Cool detachment fell upon her, though fury burned in her soul. "I'm not a whore, nor am I a piece of garbage. I saved your life more than once today. There's an Orc war party out there hunting you. I easily could've turned you over to them."

"And they might've used you as their ssindossa before feeding you to the trolls when they tired of the sport," he hissed in common.

"Why are they hunting you?" 

"Nindel zhah naust d' dosst chaon (That is none of your business)," he chided her with narrowed eyes and curled lips.

"Fine," Mistale replied, her cheeks burning red with indignation. "Sorry I bothered caring for your worthless hide. I'll be gone in the morning and trouble you no more."

He chuckled weakly, "Lu' xun dos talinth Usstan orn izin nindel (And do you think I will allow that)?"

Her eyes widened. "Surely you don't mean you'd kill me to keep me silent."

"I'll do what I have to do," he remarked evenly, unblinking, his eyes fixed on hers. "You shouldn't have put your nose where it doesn't belong."

Then he slumped back to the bedroll, his reserves of strength depleted. He closed his eyes as reverie reclaimed him. 

She eyed him warily as she remembered something her father had told her many years before. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, he would often warn. This dark elf very well considered her and her kind an enemy; therefore she should keep him close. Sighing, she removed the blanket, which covered her and snuggled in beside the drow. A little extra body heat couldn't hurt, she reasoned.

Waking early the next morning, she first took notice that the storm had passed and the sun was peaking over the horizon. Quickly she donned her clothing and stepped outside to greet the day. Swathes of pink, purple, orange and grey painted the eastern sky. She knelt before cavern entrance, praying to the Goddess, calling upon her for wisdom and strength. Then she memorized her chosen spells for the day.

She turned away from the cave, scouting the rocky cliffside for a new place to hide if indeed the Orcs returned. Up she climbed a rocky trail, following it until she crested the top and found a mountain meadow a short distance away. 

She smiled as she wandered through the high grasses, inhaling the fragrant scents of the wildflowers that pushed their petals toward the sun. Meandering slowly, Mistale chanted softly to the sun, the wind, and the glorious nature around, singing out to its beauty. 

Then she transformed into a hawk, taking flight rapidly. She soared on the winds, diving over the cliffs and to the forest below. She landed on a low branch, eyeing the snares she'd set the night before. Within one she noticed a fat squirming rabbit. Dropping to the ground, she immediately returned to her normal self and cut the rabbit from the snare. She pulled her knife and slit its throat. She whispered a small prayer to appease the rabbit's soul before she drained it of its blood and skinned the carcass of its fur. She gutted it and buried its entrails before wrapping it up. Then she returned to the cave.

The dark elf male was awake again and glared at her as she moved closer to the smoldering fire. His eyes flashed murderously, "Usstan inbalus kestalen dos orn'la inbal tlus yutri z'lonzic ulu sevir uns'aa wun gre'as'anto (I had hopes you would have been smart enough to leave me in peace)."

"Taudl ulu hojh dos, Ilythiiri (Sorry to disappoint you, Drow)," she replied as she sat near the fire, "Usstan inbal cahallin (I have food)."

"Keep it, iblith srow." 

Color flooded her cheeks and she glowered at him. "Not hungry?"

He looked away from her, "NAU!"

"So be it," Mistale retorted as she prepared the rabbit, rubbing it with herbs before she placed it on a spit and set it over the fire to roast. "Are you thirsty? I have more water."

He rolled his eyes at her. "Keep your water. I have no interest in anything of yours, except your death."

Mistale sighed and ignored him, going about her business. She picked up her pack and pulled from it a book. Then she made herself comfortable on her bedroll and began to read. 

She engrossed herself in the book while the rabbit sizzled over the flames. When it was fully cooked, she pulled it down and ripped the meat of the bone, setting it aside to eat with the wild vegetables she'd also gathered. 

The smell of the roasted meat permeated the male's senses and made him lift his head. He watched intently as Mistale lifted a bit to her mouth, blew on it then took a bite. She followed it up with a few berries and some wild radishes then washed it down with a sip of Mead from the bottle that sat near her bedroll. His stomach growled loudly. He licked his parched lips and swallowed dryly. 

Mistale's eyes met his and she held out the bottle of Mead. "You must be thirsty. Here, take a drink." 

He spat a vile drowish curse and looked away, rolling to his side away from her. A cry of pain slipped from his lips as he pinned his broken arm beneath his body. Mistale scrambled to help him, pushing him flat on his back. He let out another string of curses, one so vile it stung her ears. She summoned to her hand another healing spell, pressing her palm to his arm. He hissed at her and reached for his blade with his good arm, bringing it up to stab her in the shoulder. 

Mistale cried out as the blade raked her flesh. Jerking back from him, she reached her hand out and slapped him as hard as she could, calling flame to her hand. She pressed it to her wound, cleanly cauterizing it and hissed as the pain took hold. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She darted away from him, putting the fire between them.

"Bastard!" Mistale spat and reached for her sword belt, pulling her scimitar from within its sheath, and pointed it at him. "I should call the birds in here to peck your eyes out and feast on your flesh."

He mocked her, laughing maniacally until his dry throat clenched and he began to cough. The fit stole his breath. His eyes rolled back in his head. He collapsed to the blankets beneath him, falling again on his injured arm. 




Innocence Lost Ch. 01



Mistale rushed to him, grabbing her skin of water. She bathed the sweat from his brow and checked his other wounds. The gaping hole to his midsection had knitted nicely. Once again, she called to her hand a healing light and pressed it to his flesh. The redness surrounding it, making it look angry, disappeared, dissolving into the blackest obsidian flesh she'd ever laid eyes on. 

The day had exhausted her. She slipped under the blankets next to the unconscious dark elf, seeking peace in the arms of reverie.



Innocence Lost Ch. 01



Abduction

Moments ran in a single line, dispelling images of a life gone by. Images of childhood and adulthood spun in circles, threatening to consume her weary soul. Footsteps, pained by her sudden flight, took on new meaning as she dashed along the paved road. Huffs of white stream poured from her open mouth, stretched into a grimace of terror. 

Fresh adrenaline pumped into her veins, making her sprint from danger more daring as she skidded around a corner. Behind her she could hear the musical breath of her attacker and her heart jumped into her throat. This can't be happening, she thought. This is not real. Wake up, wake up dammit! 

A low moan sprung from her mouth and she sped up her pace. Her heart was beating hard in her chest and her breaths coming out in gasps. She kept fighting though, unwilling to let herself be caught. If he reached her she'd be dead, she was certain of it.

She broke fast into a deserted alleyway. Water ran along the uneven pavement, remnants of broken gutters and homeless men with nowhere else to urinate. She saw the ground rushing at her before she even realized she had slipped. Darkness threatened to overtake her as she slammed into the hard ground, stars exploding behind her eyelids.

She wasn't done though. With great effort, she pushed herself up and was running again before he could even round the corner. He charged when he saw she had slowed down. She panicked, her eyes glued to the man behind her as she ran. That was her last mistake.

She plowed into a brick wall, her breath ripped from her lungs as she tumbled to the ground. A gurgle escaped as she tried desperately to allow the oxygen back into her body. She moaned as she stirred. Feet splashed in the murky water behind her and her eyes snapped open.

Whipping her head around she saw him emerge from the shadows, a sadistic smile plastered on his face. She tried to sit up but he pounced on her, holding her down with his muscular legs. She went to scream but her voice was muffled by a soft clothe being pressed to her nose and mouth. 

Something slightly acidic punctuated her senses and she struggled under his power. Her senses started to drag as her consciousness started to fade, her movements becoming more and more lethargic. As her sight faded from view, she saw the man laugh with an evil smile. 

Please let this be a dream.... Please let me wake up.... Please..... Plea...

~*~

Something moved under her and she jerked back into consciousness. All she could see was darkness; her vision impended by some foreign object. She decided it was a bag as she breathed in the stale air. Suddenly her body lurched forward as the thing around her moved. A car then.

Voices murmured quietly in front of her, how far or how close she couldn't tell. She tried to take the bag off her head but was surprised to find her wrists tied securely behind her back. She moved her feet and found the same thing had happened to her ankles. She was a prisoner.

The voices became louder as she struggled with her bonds. Rough hands whipped the bag off of her head and she blinked in the sudden light. Once her vision cleared she realized that she was in a limo, an extremely expensive looking one at that. Across from her sat a beautiful woman who was looking back at her with just as much curiosity.

She was obviously tall with soft tan skin and raven locks tumbling down her back. She wore a tight leather corset and a long black crushed velvet skirt. Her breasts heaved with breath as the sultry woman appraised her. Cold, calculating green eyes stared back into her own blue ones. She fidgeted under the intense scrutiny.

"What's your name, Shug? "she asked, a faint southern accent hidden in her speech. She stared defiantly back until the man beside her reached out and slapped her hard in the face.

"Answer your Mistress!" he growled. Tears sprung into her eyes and threatened to gush out. She squared her jaw and looked right back at the woman, saying nothing. The man reached out and punched her jaw this time. "Answer her, you dirty whore!"

"Grace." The word was dripping with hate but the woman merely raised her eyebrows. Her face hurt like hell but Grace didn't pay attention, she just kept her steely gaze on the woman in front of her.

"Grace, "the woman repeated as though she was rolling the name around in her mouth. She smiled with her full blood red lips, white teeth gleaming in the artificial light. Grace suppressed a shiver at the almost maniacal look in her eye. "What an innocent look you have, as though you have never been touched by another. You may call me Mistress for now."

Mistress reached out with her dripping red nails, caressing Grace' bruised face. She ran her fingers in her long blond hair, twisting the strands and bringing them to her face so she could smell them. She let the hair fall, resuming her journey down Grace' neck and then to her breasts. 

Grace squirmed at bit as the strong hands grasped them. The hands ran along her nipples, making them strain against her flimsy tank top. Mistress retreated and glanced at the man. He nodded and unearthed something from his coat. Silver light bounced off the edge of the blade as it swished out from its hiding place.

Grace paled, struggling more intensely now. The man punched her mouth, making her head fly to the side and blood splattered the cushioned seat. She sat motionless as he cut her shirt and bra from her body, wrenching the fabric away and she was at last topless.

Mistress looked on appreciatively at the shapely round mounds and licked her lips. She flashed a small smile to the man and he looked humbled by the look. Two perk nipples stood hard in the cold air and she reached to twist them. Grace grunted as Mistress slowly applied pressure. 

Soon Mistress was pulling and twisting so much that Grace thought she couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly the pain stopped and Grace looked up. Mistress was looking at her with satisfaction as though she had passed some sort of test. She motioned for the man to cut the rest.

Greedy hands grasped her as the knife cut through the materials of her jeans. Soon she was sitting naked, her discarded clothes thrown out the window. Frigid air reached her pussy and she shivered.

Mistress looked on with a smile and reached a finger to Grace's slit. She ran her nail up and down, always watching the look on her face. She stuck a finger in her hole, feelings around for a moment. Satisfied, Mistress brought the finger back to her mouth and sucked on it, her eyes glowing with lust.

"Turn her over for moment, Corbin, "she instructed softly. Corbin raised Grace over his knee, her ass facing Mistress. She started to struggle frantically, anticipating what was going to happen next. Corbin yanked her head back and pressed the knife against her throat. She stopped moving.

Mistress lovingly ran her hands along Grace's firm buttocks, kneading the soft flesh between her fingers. She pried open her cheeks and looked down on the small opening to her anus. Using the same finger as before, she pushed down on that magic button and it opened for her.

Grace cried out as Mistress stuck her whole finger deep into her asshole. She had never been penetrated there before and it hurt like hell. Tears poured down her cheek as the wretched woman started to slowly pump her finger in and out, sometimes stopping slap her ass hard. Soon the finger left her depraved hole and she was thrown back onto the seat. She landed painfully on her tied hands and she bit her lip to stop from crying out. 

"I am pleased with your choice, Corbin, "Mistress said, bowing her head in his direction. He looked extremely happy, a grin almost splitting his face. "She has fire, I like that. It will take a long time, I think, to break her and I am looking forward to the task."

Mistress threw her gaze back onto Grace who sat shivering in the cold. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach as she watched Mistress settle herself more into the seat. 

"You belong to me now, Grace, "she murmured, her green eyes penetrating Grace' own. She started to cry and Mistress almost looked disgusted. 

"Corbin, I tire of her."

It was just a simple phrase and terror settled into Grace's being. Corbin advanced from the opposite seat, that sadistic smile back and Grace began to scream. Her voice was muffled as his knuckles made contact with her face. Red lights exploded behind her eyelids as he punched her again and again. Soon, the darkness slid its blanket around her and she succumbed to it.

This isn't a dream..... It's a nightmare.... Nigh....

~*~

When she awoke for the second time Grace couldn't feel her feet. Pain was rooted deep in her jaw and she tried to flex her mouth. She discovered that a large ball gag had been shoved into her mouth and latched firmly to her head.

She realized then that her feet were barely touching the ground and that was the reason she couldn't feel them. She looked up to see her hands tied securely to a long pole that was dangling from a high ceiling by thick ropes. 

Grace was still naked and she was shivering in the darkness. The room was large, filled with ropes and pullies. Mattresses were halfhazardly littered among the room but there was a giant table in the middle. It held a variety of what looked to be dildos and vibrators. The wall across from it held an array of whips and paddles.

Grace started to shake, not from the cold but from the terror that was lodging itself in her throat. She tried to scream but nothing came out but a slight gurgling. Tears streamed down her cheek as she heard a door open behind her. She panicked, struggling against the bonds but only succeeded in hurting herself more.

"Yes, my pet, struggle for me, "Mistress whispered seductively behind her. "Welcome to my Dungeon...."

To be continued...



Innocence Lost Ch. 01



 *Note all characters, events, and places are purely fictional. Any actual relation to anything real is completely coincidence.* 

Any feedback or ideas is greatly appreciated. I encourage constructive criticism! This is the first part of a mini-series.

CHAPTER ONE: CURIOSITY

You're breaking up with me over the phone?" Cheryl cried angrily into her smart phone. It was her eighteenth birthday and her boyfriend of five years was dumping her suddenly. Cheryl had spent all this time waiting for Tony in the food court, and now she looked like a fool. He was allegedly going to meet up with her and take her on a romantic "adventure". Earlier today he seemed so upbeat about the plan. Meet the mall, do a little shopping, and then finish it off with a nice dinner. She knew something wasn't right about Tony for months now, but was blinded by love. He barely hung out with her, was irritable all the time, and just unpleasant in general. It was like he had become a different person.

"Um... Now don't take it personally but we've been dating for five years and I've never seen you naked." Replied Tony in a nervous tone. Cheryl blushed with frustration. She had no idea what was the big rush for him. It's not like she didn't want to do anything, she just was nervous and wanted it to feel right. At 5'4 and roughly one hundred and twenty five pounds, it wasn't like Cheryl wasn't attractive either. Shoulder length jet black hair, big hazel eyes, the pale skin of a angel, and a filled in curvy body. Her breasts were naturally solid D's. Her buttocks was well rounded and firm. She had daring hips. Her face was round and beautiful, the features reflecting that of her mothers, who was full blooded Italian. Her nose was small and cute, and her mouth was also quite tiny, but well proportioned. Cheryl also inherited her mothers long luscious legs and fiery temper. Even though Cheryl wasn't one for arrogance, she knew for fact she was any guys wet dream. 

"I can't believe you would do this... and on MY birthday!" She yelled at him. "You know what, fuck you Tony." She tossed the phone onto the hard tiled floor of the shopping mall. She sat with her legs crossed in the food court, her salad untouched. The drama had drawn a couple stares from nearby onlookers. Today she wore a green spaghetti strap tank top, a blue jean mini-skirt, and cute high heeled leather boots. She recrossed her legs impatiently. She was so overflowed with emotion, part of her felt sad, but most of her felt bitter and angry. After five years he dumps her over the phone? Cheryl stood up with a huff and after retrieving her phone embarrassingly, hurried to the bathroom. After rushing into a stall and burying her pretty face into her knees, sadness overcame her. Tears flowed endlessly from her eyes as she cried. 

Cheryl was completely oblivious the the inch and a half wide hole on the left side of the stalls wall. This hole almost seemed too symmetrical to be carved. It was almost as if someone had drilled it intentionally. Heavy breathing came from the stall next to her, but she continued to wail, ignorant to the world around her. All of this because of sex? What did she have to do to prove she was worth the wait? It didn't matter anymore. Tony was gone, five years wasted. Cheryl was still a virgin but ironically, she also was considering giving Tony what he wanted tonight on her birthday. His impatience cost him dearly. More deep breaths from the other stall. Cheryl finally emerged from between her knees, sighing heavily. She was so lost, confused, and a little dizzy from all the stress. There was no way she was going to reenter the public atmosphere of the mall so flustered. She turned her head towards the right, reading some of the bathroom graffiti. One hastily scribbled note read- "I heart hot cum" and above it someone had written with an arrow, "Slut". Cheryl chuckled, wiping a tear from her cheek with the back of her hand. Tony would of at least gotten a hand job out of her tonight. His loss. As she continued to read some of the graffiti she heard the quick zip of a fly in the stall to her left. There was a sharp clack as if something metal hit the floor. Cheryl turned her head towards her left and couldn't believe her eyes.

Staring her dead in the eyes was a long pink rod of flesh. Instantly she recognized it as a penis, and it was throbbing for her attention, fully erect. Cheryl blushed but couldn't look away, stunned at the sight of it. It was something foreign to her, circumcised, the tip looked like a mushroom colored dark red from the blood. At first she thought about yelling for help, but she felt her own panties beginning to soak. This was turning her on in such a weird way. The breathing from the other stall was fast paced now, rapid and unknowing. Cheryl knew what this pervert wanted, and in her vulnerable state she was about ready to explore her sexual side. The penis was a decent size, about seven inches strong, and about an inch and a quarter thick. The whole situation seemed revolting, but at the same time the mystery of it intrigued Cheryl. As if her hand had a mind of it's own, she slowly reached out and grasped the shaft. It was hot under her fingers, convulsing with excitement. Her mind was racing. What was she thinking? And the nerve of this guy! She began to squeeze the cock and pulled the skin forward, causing the mystery man to let out a moan. Her pussy was throbbing now. With her other hand she grasped the sensitive tip in her palm, rubbing it softly in a circular motion. A clear sticky substance dribbled out of the penis into her palm. 

She released the head and stared down at her wet palm. It wasn't urine, so it must of been pre cum. A lot of Cheryl's friends who had given blow jobs before told her that cum tasted good. Poking her tongue out, she licked the inside of her free hand. It tasted salty. The breathing was quite heavy on the other side now. The taste didn't seem bad or good to her. Her eyes widened as she watched herself stroke the imposter. What was she doing? Why hadn't she ran or called for help yet? It almost seemed as if she was enjoying this strange encounter.

"S-suck me..." said a deep voice through gasps of pleasure. Obediently she dropped to her knees, now eye level with this mysterious penis. She brought her face so close to the head that she could feel the warmth of the penis radiating on her supple lips. First she dashed the head suspiciously with her tongue. The cock tasted of flesh. The man on the other side of the stall pushed himself tighter against the wall, which forced his member to rub up against her mouth. Cheryl was submissive, opening her mouth wide enough to accept the mushroom shaped head with her lips. She twirled her tongue around the tip and slowly brought it in her mouth deeper, but withdrew after gagging. A tendril of saliva grappled from the shaft to her mouth. She went down on it again, sucking the penis like a straw while breathing through her nose. Her friends had mentioned this trick to her before. Cheryl's vagina continued to throb. Bobbing her head back and forth, she caressed the upper portion of the cock with her mouth. Cheryl built rhythm while she continued to slurp. Slush. Slush. Slush. The saliva was producing in her mouth rapidly now, providing more lubrication. With a pop, she withdrew her head, licking the tip wildly while stroking with her hand. More pre cum began to ooze out of the dick. Cheryl licked it up hungrily. This time when she went down, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and pushed her head forward until her nose was up against the cool plaster of the stall wall. More gagging noises broke out from her throat, but she held position while the stranger began to thrust himself in and out, fucking her mouth. The excitement was overwhelming. Cheryl's cheeks were hot and rosy. The breathing from the stranger was uncontrollably heavy and Cheryl's eyes grew wide with surprise. The penis had gotten especially hard, as if it were made of solid steel. Unexpectedly, hot seamen erupted like a volcano down her throat. She pulled her head back, but the cum kept exploding from the pulsing penis, splattering across her nose. After the orgasm the rod went limp and lifeless, sperm still dripping from it's sunken head. 

Logical thinking finally overcame her. Cheryl swallowed the load in the back of her throat before hurriedly wiping her face off with a piece of toilet paper. The sperm left a salty after taste in the back of her throat, with a slight numbing sensation. She didn't want to see the face of the creep she just blew, so she practically ran out of the bathroom. Bewildered. she quickly exited the food court.

* * *

Joseph sat alone on the night of his 18th birthday, tapping away unenthusiastically at a video game in his bedroom. He had just graduated high school not even a week ago, and yet he felt no different mentally. There was huge feelings of "what now?" that had overwhelmed Joseph's thoughts. Any other normal 18 year old would be having a huge party with lots of friends, alcohol, and drugs. Or at the very least a get together with close friends, but not Joseph. Joseph only had one close friend, and he immediately was shipped off to basic training for the U.S. Airforce after he graduated. So tonight it was just him and the television. Part of Joseph was sick of these lonely nights. Video games had lost their furor. Television shows were absolute crap these days. The one thing that kept Joseph remotely interested was masturbation, but even that got old. He hungered for something new. There was only one other person in the house and that was Joseph's stepmother, Nina. Joseph's father was out of town on business, and typically his trips lasted at least two weeks. His father was a very successful salesmen for a software developing company, and was constantly flying across the country on business. He had called Joseph and talked to him very briefly earlier. Sometimes Joseph felt that his father's job was more important than his family. That was the culture these days; blind dedication to work to provide for ones family. Joseph wondered what ever happened to the family aspect of things. Everyone seemed to be in such a rush to get away from their own families. A polite knock interrupted his thoughts.

"Joey!" Called a female voice from behind his bedroom door. Nina. Nina wasn't a bad stepmother. His father had recently married her two years ago after his mother passed away. Joseph and his sister were a little unhappy that their father had found a new wife so quickly. Three months after his mother was six feet under, Nina had moved into their home. As disturbing as things were, Josephs father seemed to be happy. That's what matters most, right? Joseph had unkempt jet black hair and hazel eyes, like his twin sister Cheryl. He had a somewhat homely face, but in a cute way, and a scrawny and tall body type. He stood about 6'2 and weighed a measly one hundred and fifty five pounds. Currently had sat crossed legged in front of his television. The pause screen of his video game reflected his thoughts like mirror. Was he to continue his routine or do something out of the ordinary? 

"Yes Nina?" He called back to his stepmother. Joseph never called Nina "Mom" or "Mother". It wasn't as if she wasn't worthy of the title. Nina showed plenty of kindness towards Joseph and his sister. In fact she almost tried too hard to please them. However, to Joseph, only one woman deserved that title. That woman was stolen from him by breast cancer.

"Why don't you come downstairs and do something fun for your birthday?" Nina coaxed. "I made a birthday cake for you and your sister!" Cake sounded pretty good to Joseph, but not enough to entice him to leave the shelter of his bedroom.

"I don't know Nina... I'm not feeling alright." Joseph hoped this would be enough to make her leave him alone.

"Are you sick?" Nina's voice sounded concerned. "Let me take your temperature!"

"No I'm not sick. I just don't feel so lively right now." He hated when Nina tried to play the motherly role. He was too old for that shit.

"Well at least come down and keep me company for awhile!" She begged with a pleading voice. "It's eight o'clock, your sisters nowhere to be found and I think you should at least try and be happy on your birthday." Cheryl was probably with her asshole boyfriend, Tony. Tony was a persistent devil. For five years he acted like he cared about Joseph's sister so much, but in reality he just wanted a piece of ass. Joseph wished Cheryl would realize this, but women could be so foolish sometimes. 

"Fine." Joseph sighed. "You've got me for thirty minutes." He flipped off the T.V. before opening the door. Nina was standing before him with her hand on her hip. Nina was a taller woman, standing nearly 5'8'. She had blond hair that was up in a pony tail and bright blue eyes. She spent a lot of time tanning during the summer, so her skin color was a light caramel. Joseph had to admit, his father had good tastes in women. Nina had a rocking body. Long legs, plump C cup breasts, a tight round ass, and a smaller waist for a woman of thirty five years. She was a gym rat and kept her body in pristine condition. Her facial features reflected her Norwegian heritage, with high cheek bones and a wide mouth. On this particular night she wore a dark blue button up blouse, tight blue jeans, and cute pink socks. Despite Nina's casual attire, Joseph still felt under-dressed to her standards in his white tee shirt and black basketball shorts. For some reason Joseph always felt inferior to attractive women. It was almost as if their sexiness commanded respect and worship. Nina greeted him with a warm smile, flashing her perfect teeth. Joseph's eyes followed every curve of her body. He couldn't help it.

"Good!" In a sudden movement, she grabbed his hand and pulled him roughly into the hallway. Nina always was very enthusiastic and bold. She always had to be the light of the party. "C'mon let's watch a movie while we wait for your sister to come home!" 

"Alright." Said Joseph with a shrug. She led him down the stairs and into the living room. He followed her like a shadow. With every step they descended Nina's rump jiggled. Joseph could feel a bulge forming in his shorts. He felt guilty and diverted his eyes toward the living room. The living room was not extremely fancy, but had everything up to date. There was a large flat screen mounted on the wall, a shelf with a blu-ray player along with a collection of movies, and a large leather couch across from the T.V. Various portraits of modern artwork littered the walls. The interior design of the house was straight out of Joseph's mothers creative mind. Joseph sprawled out on the couch while Nina walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was located across from the living room. Once again his eyes betrayed him. Joseph couldn't help but notice the feminine wiggle of his stepmothers buttocks as she sauntered into the kitchen. He shook his head, attempting to disregard the thought. The pop of a cork sounded from the kitchen. Moments later, Nina emerged with two wine glasses, filled almost to the brim. After walking over to the couch, she carefully handed one glass to him. 

"This will cheer you up!" exclaimed Nina, sitting down across from him. "Now don't go telling the police about this!" Her cute pink feet were inches away from his crotch. "Cheers!" She smiled cutely, raising her glass. Joseph returned the gesture. Joseph had always had a foot fetish. Nina's feet were so delightfully petite. After the first couple glasses the night started to become a blur. 

Joseph wasn't much of a drinker, so it didn't take much to get a good buzz going for him. By the time he had reached his third, Nina had gone through six drinks already. The wine bottle had been relocated to the living room, along with a back up. They abandoned the movie idea and instead were playing cards drunkenly. They still sat facing each other on the couch, almost in identical positions as before. In his alcohol ridden mind he couldn't stop the dirty thoughts about Nina.... and her feet were so close to his privates. He could barely maintain conversation, let alone keep himself from pitching a tent. This was so wrong. What kind of twisted individual had he become? Nina took another sip of wine. Her lips were so full and beautiful. Joseph almost felt like slapping himself, caught between lust, anger, and guilt.

"Maybe we should slow down on the drinking?" Joseph asked. The thought of another glass made his stomach churn. Nina let out a playful laugh. She was hopelessly drunk.

"Don't be such a deadbeat!" Nina slurred back at him, pointing accusingly. Her blouse was unbuttoned at the top, and she was angled so that Joseph could see her cleavage. His heart began to race. Nina caught his glance with knowing eyes. She let out a small giggle. 

"Seriously... I would hate to have to race you to the hospital for alcohol poisoning." Remarked Joseph nervously, going red in the face. Nina tossed her head back and laughed, pushing her chest out. It was almost as if she was teasing him. After she recovered she regarded him with a mischievous look. His cock nudged his shorts. Nina's feet were still so close to him. He wanted to just grabbed them and shove himself between the arches. The feelings of guilt were beginning to fade as sobriety took a back seat.

"Alright Joey, I'mma ask you something." Nina hunched over lazily. Her cleavage taunted him even more now. "Are you a virgin?" Josephs eyes widened. The question caught him completely off guard.

"That's none of your business!" Joseph replied defensively. He was too embarrassed to admit his virginity. Virginity to a man of his age was a badge of dishonor.

"Did I offend you...?" Nina's drunken eyes lit up with recognition. "You are a virgin.... That's so cute!" She giggled drunkenly. 

"I don't care what you think." Said Joseph through tight lips. "I never asked for your opinion." His pride had gone down the toilet in this moment.

"You talk as if it's a bad thing Joe.... C'mon.... Ish good." Nina gave him a reassuring look. "No wonder you look at me like some porn star." She began to laugh hysterically. Joseph frowned, his face now beat red.

"I do no such thing!" His heart was pounding. What if she told his father? Would he be mad? Disowned? Thoughts were passing through his brain at the speed of light. Despite the numbing effect of the alcohol, anxiety began to kick in.

"Your eyes tell the truth there honey." Nina looked at him doubtfully. "But it's o-kay cause I won't say anything... It's only natural." A thoughtful look came across her face. "In fact... It's a compliment to me!"

Joseph said nothing. He had no idea where this was going. Drunk people were always so unpredictable, but maybe that could work in his favor...? He stopped himself at that thought. The guilt overcame him once more. He felt himself beginning to sweat anxiously. Nina stared at him as if she could read his mind. Her lips formed a smirk. She slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Joseph's eyes widened in panic. "What the fuck are you doing!"

"Anything you want baby..." This wasn't right. All of the sudden Nina had become a nymphomaniac. "I get sho lonely when your father isn't around..." Her fingertips continued to undo her blouse. The light yellow satin of her bra was in plain sight now. "Some may say I have a sexual addiction... And I am so turned on by your.... Innocence." The words pierced through Joseph like arrows. An erection grew instantly.

"Um... I don't know... We're kind of related and that's a little weird." This was partially a lie. The fact that Nina was his stepmother was also a turn on for Joseph.

"Not through blood... C'mon Joe, what's holding you back?" Nina cooed seductively, her blouse now completely parted. "This can be our little secret... I can tell you like it." Her eyes locked onto his penis. "I've seen the porn on your computer...." She casually reached out her foot, stroking the tip of the erection with her toes. The touch of her feet shot a rush of adrenaline throughout Joseph's body. Nina slid closer to Joseph, and began to carress his erection with both feet. His eyes rolled back inside his skull with pleasure. He pushed her off, only to clumsily pull down his shorts. His penis was cut and around six inches hard. It was average thickness, but this didn't seem to concern Nina. She licked her lips sexily before cupping her feet around his shaft. The material of her socks felt amazing as she jerked him off with her feet. She stroked slow and teasingly, shooting him lustful glances whenever his eyes met hers. The intensity of the pleasure increased, and Joseph could feel an orgasm building in his thighs. Nina picked up on this and began to masturbate him faster, gripping her feet tight around his rock hard penis. Joseph let out a soft moan, he could feel the sperm rushing through his main vein. Cum blasted out of his penis like a shotgun, landing all over Nina's cute pink socks. The orgasm was so extreme that Joseph felt as if he was going to have an heart attack.




Innocence Lost Ch. 01



"Wow..." Joseph managed to utter through face breaths. Nina giggled. 

"Looks like someone made a mess..." She remarked cutely. Joseph couldn't look at her. Despite everything, he still felt uncomfortable. However for the first time in his life, he felt alive. This experience was so unique to him, it was almost unreal.

"Am I dreaming?" He asked her, in a daze. Nina giggled once more. The sound of a engine came from outside the house.

"No... but looks like your sisters home." Nina removed her soiled socks and handed them to him. "Take care of these for me, cutey." Joseph nodded. She masterfully buttoned up her blouse and fixed her hair. 

"You aren't going to say anything.... are you?" He asked shamefully. Nina said nothing, but shook her head yes towards him. The front door swung open, and a very unhappy Cheryl swept into the room. Joseph quickly shoved the seamen covered socks in his pocket. Her makeup was all splotchy from crying and her shoulders slumped as she walked.

"Worst birthday ever." Cheryl mumbled as she headed straight up the stair case towards her room. Joseph's mind and heart were racing. Nina looked over at him and put a finger up to her lips, with a sly grin.