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Thread: A Greed for Lust (Sweet Angel & TheCount)

Alexander Heilblum was on his way home early today. His wife had left early in the morning to go visit her father for the long weekend Monday was a holiday while he was assigned to stay home and be a good father, spending some time with his lovely only daughter. It had been a long time, possibly, way too long, since he had last spent some quality time with his little girl, and he hoped that it wasn't too late for the idea to become something weird for his daughter, and dismiss it completely. Alexander would expect for his daughter to be home alone, he remembered his mother telling her that she was not allowed to invite any friends over unless he gave her permission, and Alexander did not remember any calls or notes on the thought. Right now he turned left into the suburb that contained his home. The neighborhood was, frankly put, for the wealthier part of the town. Thanks to luck and effort, Alex had climbed high into his company, now gaining a very wealthy living. All the houses in the neighborhood were pretty much the same if you wanted to be truthful. They all had a wide green front yard with exotic plants, a wide drive way enough to fit two cars, plus a garage. All of the entrance were some variation of double doors, and all the houses were broad with at least two stories in height. To the back they had quite a lot of space, and most of them had their very own pool. Alex kind of liked the neighborhood, it was just that most of the kids were stuck up and spoiled. Even though he was a bit clouded by the relationship, his daughter had grown up to be no different. Alex had a weak spot for his girl. It had been the only offspring he had, that he knew of at least, and since he had so much money, how could he not spend it on her? Now she had grown into a women practically, and her attire caught his eye each time more and more, something about his little girl, wasn't so little anymore. After he had bought her car about a year ago, he was starting worry whom she was getting together with, and just exactly she did, if she had any limits at all, etc. Mainly because he respected her privacy and because he was caught up with work he couldn't ask her much, but this weekend he had arranged it so it was her 100. Turning the car into another big house, he parked his pick-up into the drive way. Walking out of the beast, he made his way to the door, opening it out with ease, hearing something in the background. Hey little pumpkin, I'm home! It was one of her typical nicknames.
Thread: A Greed for Lust (Sweet Angel & TheCount)

Harder. Oh God, yes. The moans filled the well decorated room as the teen laid spread out on her king sized bed, her red hair was a pillow of silk under her head. The person over her wasn't a teenager, in fact, it was grown man, twenty four, with a shock of blonde hair, blue eyes that couldn't stay off the redhead's full breasts, and large hands that gripped her hips. He was thrusting with all his strength, almost pushing the young woman up on the bed. Jude.. He moaned her name as he got close to his own climax. I'm going to... Wait.. I'm so close. She groaned, feeling herself getting closer and closer to her own climax. She lifted her hips in search of the release. He groaned and pushed himself fulling into her. She gave a sound of defeat as she fell back on the bed, feeling him shoot wave after wave of his seed into her body. He rolled off of her and started kissing her breasts. You are amazing. he said, his mouth moving over her body. It was only a couple of seconds later, he was between her legs, his tongue playing over the bundle of nerves, working her to the climax she'd missed out on. Hey little pumpkin, I'm home! Her father's voice rang through the house, and the man lifted his head to look at her, a laugh sparkling in his eyes. Little pumpkin? He asked as Jude was moving away from the man. Shit. You have to get out. Or your in big trouble. Jude was only sixteen after all. The man shot out of the bed at the reminder and rushed to get dressed. Go into the bathroom and in about five minutes climb out the window to the backyard. She explained, grabbing a silk robe, which she tied loosely, and spraying a little of her floral perfume on her wrists so that she wouldn't smell like sex when she met up with her father. She hurried down the stairs, a wide smile on her lips though she was still feeling the disappointment from the lack of sexual gratification. You're home early Daddy! She said happily, hurrying to see him. You caught me right in the middle of changing. She explained when she saw him and rushed to give him a tight hug, pressing her body against his almost sensually.
Thread: A Greed for Lust (Sweet Angel & TheCount)

After a few moments of waiting for a reply at the door, he felt no reply. Intrigued, he took a couple of steps towards the door, when suddenly she appeared at the top in her robe. Questions continued to invade his head as he saw her come down. Usually he would get just a simple and indifferent reply, or something of that sort, but today it was a nice warm welcome greet. He could tell that her hair was a bit messy, and could smell her perfume once she was halfway through the stairs, something about her current attire was off. As she came down, explaining her look, she went ahead to give him a hug. A wide smile came over his face, he could never decline a hug, especially from her. Well that's nice of you. The odd actions were no longer questioned if he was going to be treated that way. He wrapped his hand across her back puling her harder into him, feeling her breast against his torso. He had definitely forgotten how big she had become, and how much of a women she was starting to be too. Oh really? Well, where are you going if you are changing? He asked her sincerely, Cause you know you are supposed to ask me for permission. He added, reminding her that he was the one in charge, even though deep down, she knew she could get anything she desired from his father, it was his curse. Alex now let his tie a little loose. He was a tall man that always wore the best clothing he had. He always looked classy and knew how to dress and impress. A top of his nice taste in fashion was his great looks. He was a tall man, around 6'02, with a very broad back. He worked out continuously, so his body was very packed and tightly fit with muscles. His torso was thick, as were his legs. Today he wore a plain white shirt with a blue tie, dark pants and black shoes.
Thread: A Greed for Lust (Sweet Angel & TheCount)

Jude smiled when her father returned the greeting, and pulled her closer so that she could feel his hard chest against her softer one. She was a small girl, standing only at five feet three inches and quite whispy, if you ignored her C cup breasts and her flared hips. She still managed to look well proportioned even though she had a clear hour glass figure. When her father asked where she was going, the redhead blushed, pushing her disheveled hair out of her face. Well, Daddy.. She gave a nervous laugh. To be honest... I've been in my pajamas all day and I wanted to be in some real clothes by the time you came home. She 'confessed' though it wasn't really the truth. She'd been in her pajamas when Jeremy had come over, but that had been a while before. Jeremy came with his daughter. She said as she watched him undo his tie. She was selling Girl Scout cookies or something. I bought three boxes. With that said, the girl turned toward the kitchen. I'm hungry. Let's order in some Japanese tonight. It was more of a statement that she was going to do that.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

Sefure Harigata was a salaryman who took the packed Tokyo subway from his home every morning. Over the weeks, he had noticed a young woman in a school uniform who caught his eye. Months ago, it was brief eye contact, followed by profuse blushing when caught. Weeks ago, it was standing nearby each other, fingers and mouths sending messages no one would say aloud. Days ago, they were touching each other, her back towards him, their hips grinding into each other, disguised by the shifting in the train. Today would be a special day. He had purchased the Love Love model cellphone. Discretely, it would unfold such that its lower half was more cylindrical than flat. It's beeping mechanism could easily be disabled when it took pictures. And, while all cellphones vibrated, the ringer could choose which setting the phone vibrated at. He smiled as the train stopped and the doors opened. The grown schoolgirl wormed her way through the crowd of passengers, fighting her way through them. She composed herself as she stood, her bottom firmly planted against his hips. OOC Sefure Harigata means sex friend penis-shaped device. angel Exodus' post To say that Anna was excited was an understatement, as she pushed her way through the crowd to find an appropriate place to meet her new friend. They had met several weeks ago, rather, she had noticed that he had been staring at her. He had seem preoccupied with the short hem of her pleated skirt, and the way her summer top clung to her breasts. She had giggled with her friends about the pervy man, but secretly she had felt a strange feeling of excitement knowing he was watching her. The few rides after that, she couldn't help but show off a little she played with her skirt, smoothing it down over her ass, bending over just far enough to give him a look at her tighs while tugging at her stockings. He had inched closer, and closer until finally thanks to a jolt in the train, she fell back with her hips square against his. The feeling of him hard against her ass had sent an intense thrill her, and she had jumped off the train at the first stop. The second time, she stood very still, allowing him to feel her up and grind against her while panting weakly. Slowly, this strange relationship had advanced, but she had not gone any further grinding against his hips while mumbling soft words of embarrassment, false words that asked him to stop, knowing that he enjoyed that. Today, she took her place expecting a little more, but certainly not what he had planned. Already, her panties were wet, she was already turned on from the anticipation. She felt him behind her and whimpered a soft No... for his benefit, though she was already squeezing her thighs together, waiting for the train to launch itself forward and the fun to begin.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

The train lurched forward, like it did, every day, at this time. Yet the incredible anticipation of his hard cock sliding upon her thin plaid skirt excited him every time. Sometimes his cock would bump sideways against her ass. Sometimes it would lie flat against her back. Other times, it was slightly painful, as the head of his cock hit awkwardly against her, jamming his shaft backwards. But, regardless, it was wonderful. Today, he wanted more. The train began to move, and he found his cock fitting perfectly against the separation of the two cheeks of her ass. She sighed, No... But his slacks were thin -- he had stopped wearing underpants long ago -- and, he began to grind. Her wet panties seeped onto his clothing, and he looked down, feeling her wetness. He began to lift the back of her skirt and began to rub himself against her, one less layer of clothing separating the two. In his hand, he held a newspaper, and gave it to her to block the view of the woman in front of her. His hands then crept around her waist, then began fondling her fine breasts through her school uniform.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

She could hear the hum of excitement on his breath before he could even get close to her, his anticipation thrilling him even before he was close enough to touch she loved that. As he stepped behind her, so close and yet not close enough she felt her breath catch in her throat, waiting as she always did for the lurch of the train to give her an excuse to bump her hips back against his, already wondering just how hard he would be. His cock, while trapped in his pants, was incredibly hard and she couldn't help but gasp a little as he leaned forward, pressing all of himself against the curve of her ass. He was grinding against her, gently at first, and then harder before he paused just long enough to discreetly flip up the pleated edge of her skirt. He seemed to enjoy the damp look and feel of her panties as he ground harder against her ass. Her hands trembled as she accepted the newspaper he had for her, and she unfolded it just in time to keep anyone from seeing his large hands snaking up around her waist and over her breasts. Oh, no... She breathed, her lashes fluttering as she felt his finger dig into the plush mounds of her breasts, crumpling her neatly pressed shirt. The train was moving, and the car was packed. Nobody was looking and they were already as far back and out of the way as was possible, their position today a bit more private than it had been the last time. How far would he go today? She couldn't wait.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

One hand under her school blouse reluctantly left. The other, however, stayed. It scooped up her bosom, caressing the globe through her thin bra. It soon became a grip, as his slow steady breathing became a panting breath, animalistic, as his hand massaged and groped her young wonderful breasts. The hand wormed itself underneath the bra, firmly planted between fabric and soft heavenly firmness. His fingers found her tit and started pinching. His other hand, meanwhile, searched southward, finding itself under the waistband of her skirt. It continued seeking, first feeling the soft fabric of her panties, then the wetness seeping through. This only served to arouse him, as the plaintive thrusts of his cock pushed against the thin panties on her backside. His firm meat fit perfectly between the cracks of her ass. His hand, too, found youthful flesh, as he felt the wet hairs of her pussy inviting to his fingers. Reluctant, his hands finally let go of their firm globes. He reached down to his pants zipper, and finally freed the monster. It ached to fuck her, to find itself deep within her tight wet pussy, thrusting and fucking her. He pulled the pantied down slightly, revealing the crack in her ass, then moreso, giving access to her ripe wet pussy. He savored the damp fabric against his fingers. Precome leaked from the tip of his cock, which he ran up and down her ass, pushing down the fabric. Finally, he entered her, his throbbing hot manhood plunging into her wanton desire.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

They had not gone as far as sex before this trip, and really, Anna was not completely sure that she had even considered it possible. Being groped in a subway was one thing, but they were pushing boundaries and if she had given it any real thought she would have been afraid of getting caught. The idea of it, however, was intensely sexy, and she had spent many nights at home touching and teasing and exploring herself while thinking about this strange man slipping it to her in the middle of a crowded car. His hands were warm and rough, and she whimpered when he finally slid one hand beneath her blouse far enough to allow his fingers to slide under the cups of her bra. Her nipples were so hard they ached, and she had to bite back small yelps whenever he twisted or pinched that sensitive nub. The other hand slid lower, and she felt herself growing dizzy from anticipation. He had only ever touched her over her panties, but she loved the feeling of his fingers sliding and probing through the soaked cotton that shielded her young pussy, her hips rocking forward a bit, naturally seeking more friction. She had been such a good girl until she met this man, and now she felt like an all too eager slut, desperate to feel the pleasure only an older man could give her. When his hands slid back, she whined softly in dismay. Was he stopping? Perhaps someone had seen? She lowered the newspaper, glancing over the edge, distracted enough not to notice what he was doing - that is until she felt him probing at her ass more directly than ever before, the heat of his bare cock shocking her. She felt her breathing pick up, she was excited, but suddenly she was so afraid. He reached down and tugged at her panties, stretching them to the side, the wet material hugging her pussy close until he peeled it out of the way. The head of his cock slid between her thighs, curved just enough to probe at her soaked folds, nudging her inexperienced core. Oh, Oh you can't... She whimpered, the fear in her voice mixed with the heady feeling of arousal. Would he turn her around to face the corner? What if she fell forward? His cock pressed against her entrance, and she whimpered, the paper crumpling at the edges in her hands. He began to press forward, slowly, letting the slickness of her eager pussy lubricate him. She felt him stretching her, filling her, and the first inch was tight and addicting. She felt like crying, moaning, wanting to wiggle on the end of his cock, but she stood still, leaning forward just a bit. He contnued sliding forward, and she grit her teeth, and then suddenly he rocke dhis hips forward, forcing all of himself deep inside her. She had to drop the paper in one hand to cover her mouth, muffling the deep moan she could not hold back. The next few seconds seemed to last an eternity, and already she was wetter than ever, her thighs soaked. He was inside her, and oh god it was wonderful. She never wanted it to end, and she feared that if he moved at all the feeling would be too intense for her to handle.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

Sufure wanted her. He had, at first, made glancing eye contact on the subway. He thought about her, always. At work... at home... in bed. He gradually began to think about her more often, as he fucked his wife... played with himself. In the shower. In the tub. And sometimes in bed. He wanted her, oh, so more. And now he was fucking her. He stifled a low moan as his penis entered her, stiffer and harder than he could imagine. She was wet, oh so wet, as the smooth friction of her pussy enveloped his rock hard cock. He groaned a bit, as the underside of his cock slid right into her. He arched his back and sighed. His hands returned to their position, massaging each young breast with firm experienced hands. He tweaked and pinched her nipples, as he leaned forward, biting and nibbling and licking her ears. His breath was fast, hot, expelling as he thrust deeply within her, drawing in as his hips drew out. But he wanted to do more. Oh, so more. He eventually resisted, going against his primal desire. His desire to fuck her, just fuck her, his hard raging cock entering and leaving her wet tight tunnel, slick with her juices. He withdrew one of his hands, his probing hands, as it felt and fumbled for the cell phone vibrator he bought, just for her. His sweat-covered hand flicked it on, and it vibrated, just barely audible under the clack-clack-clack of the subway train. He leaned forward again, almost telling her, but, instead biting a little onto her neck, followed by licks and a thrust from his demanding cock. He nibbled on her ear, breathing his warm breast with every single thrust. His hand returned to her breast, but, this time, the vibrator was on, first underneath her soft nubile breasts, sliding against the underside. Then exploring her aeriola, touching the darker circle around her nipple. Then the nipple itself, firm and stiff, like the head of his wanton fucking cock.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

In reality, he hadonly spent a few moments remaining perfectly still within her, allowing her young, tight walls just enough time to adjust to the thickness of him. In those few seconds, Anna felt her lust and arousal reach it's peak. She wished there was nobody around, or betteryet, that he couldthrow her up against the glass windows and fuck her as fast as he could without worrying about the other passengers. Her eyes, wide and teary, glanced around the car, a bit of paranoia making it seem as if somewhere, someone was watching. For whatever reason, that excited her further. She heard him groan softly as he sank deep into her hot core, and she felt a surge of pride, knowing that she had given him pleasure just by letting him inside. She wondered what he was thinking about, if this had been something he had been wanting from the very beginning. She could feel the tension in his body, giving her the sense that he was holding himself back. What could he possibly want to do to her that had filled him with so much tension? She shivered, a series of dirty images flashing before her eyes. He began to move slowly, pulling out, and it was all she could do not to shout out the feeling of it was amazing, she could quite literally feel her tight inner walls resisting, her greedy pussy trying desperately to pull him back in. A few soft mewls of protest escaped her, followed by a hiss of pleasure when he finally thrusted back inside. God, it was so slow and torturous. She wanted him to go faster, but she knew there would be no way for her to keep herself quiet. She had to behave, to be quiet, but already her body was betraying her. She heard the click of his cell device and gasped when she felt him slide the vibrator up under her shirt, teasing her breasts and her aching nipples with that maddening buzzing. The sensation was too much, and despite herself she began to wiggleher hips, swirling his thick cock inside of her automatically, her wanton body quickly succumbing to the pleasure he was offering her.
Thread: The Subway (Exodus and Scribe)

Sufure did his best to stifle the low throaty moan emerging from within him. The slick tight sensation of the girl's pussy around his cock, almost sucking him back within her, made him want her even more. He gripped her closer, his hand with the vibrator making its way up her blouse. It slipped under her bra, sliding underneath her like a silver flat penis. As it began to vibrate, he could feel it pulsing within his fingertips, a living electronic thing stimulating the woman underneath him. His cock, meanwhile, fucked her harder, deeper, determined thick strokes in contrast to the wriggling vibrating thing against her nipples. With his other hand, he felt her smooth flat stomach through her white thin blouse. He began to unbutton her, just enough for him to slip his hand upwards, groping the cup of her bra. As his hand crept upwards, his hips pressed into her, fucking her tight wet pussy with his thick hard cock. He kissed her neck, biting her lightly, as his glorious fucktool pressed deeper within her. His free hand finally pressed her bra upwards, freeing her full hardened globes into his hand. As the thing vibrated against one nipple, his hand pinched and tweaked harder. His lips kissed upwards, seeking her soft delicate lips. Meanwhile, the hand with the vibrator moved downwards, seeking her lips as well. He pressed against the flat of her belly, allowing his hand to slowly slip underneath her skirt. He felt the waistband of her panties, and continued sliding down, to place the throbbing pulsating vibrator against her swollen wet lips. He was still fucking her, pressing his cock into her, forcing her wet clitty against the electronic vibrations of the cell phone.