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Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Jon's hand continued to run up and down his shaft, veins bulging out of the large, swollen member. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply as he slipped away, lost in his thoughts and sensations. He tried to imagine how she would taste, his lips sucking at her bald young pubis. He imagined her voice moaning, uttering his name as she arched her back in pleasure. Reluctantly, he dragged himself from his fantasies, knowing that he could always return to them. He saved the picture into one of his files, ensuring that Sara would not find it the next time she used his laptop. He wanted instead to make the very most of his time online with Kristen, knowing that she could well be offline soon and that he wouldn't get many more opportunities like this. With difficulty, he forced his erect cock back into his jeans, carefully doing his flys up before reading Kristen's message. He smiled wickedly, trying to ignore that one of those girls she was talking about was his daughter. Regardless, Kristen was definitely saying all the right things for his liking. He wondered to himself if her actions lived up to her words, or if she was a tease without even realising it. And you're such a perv! Quit it and talk normally! He hoped that would serve to find out whether that was how she normally spoke to her friends or whether she was doing it for a reaction from his daughter. Jon struggled to think how Sara would reply to that offer. Would she like that? They did often share clothes, what with them being similar in height and build. He frowned, putting a reply together in his head before typing Really? But you haven't even worn it yet! It's well nice, of course I would if that's ok? He guessed that would be how she would reply, she wasn't one to make assumptions or take liberties with her friends. Jon got up from his seat at the computer and walked to his room, climbing the stairs with ease. Feeling the temperature of the early morning rise he changed out of his jeans and boxers and into a pair of board shorts, in preparation for a swim after his conversation with Kristen
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Once again Jon attempted to ignore her reference to his daughter. If they were more than just jokes, then this 16 year old was far more sexually adventurous than pretty much any woman he had been with. And he though that women were supposed to get more adventurous with age! He chuckled to himself, maybe she should chat to him more, but little did she know, she had been chatting to him all this time! But she was right, they would definitely get along well. That was if all she was saying was true and not just an attempt to tease his daughter or just a complete bluff, an attempt to make herself seem someone she wasn't. He stood up, strolling around his living room and trying to clear his head. His fists clenched, making the veins on his large arms pulse. Closing his eyes he inhaled deeply, no longer weighing up what he was doing, that was far from his thoughts. Instead he was trying to clear his head of her. She had gone from a rather hot, athletic girl he could harmlessly fantasise over for a few minutes, to an amazing girl that he had to have. There was no two ways about it, she had gotten to him and he would not be able stop thinking about her. Or rather stop thinking about taking her, fucking her any way and place he wanted. He wanted to leave her knowing how much better an older guy was than any guy around her age. He wanted to leave her lying exhausted and sore on his bed, obsessing over him He approached the table purposefully, his toes pushing off from the floor, causing his rounded calves to almost pop from his lower leg with each step. He leant over to the computer, knowing that if he sent the message it would end one of two ways. He could land it, or he could crash and burn. He's out, but I'm not rubbing lotion on you and you're keeping you're top on! I'll see you when you get here, I'm going for a swim. The mouse pointer moved to the top corner, clicking the large X, closing and logging out of the page. He turned, grabbing a towel and flicking it up on to a muscular shoulder as he strode out of the back door towards the pool
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Jon slipped himself effortlessly into the pool, barely making a ripple in the still surface of the water. Slowly, he bent his knees so that he gradually sunk into the water, feeling his tight muscles relax. His body was tense on most days the effects of looking after a daughter and running a business but today there was even more tension. Kristen's teasing had had a far greater effect on him than he had realised and he felt the tension ease out of his muscles. He sunk his head under the water briefly, running his fingers through his short blonde hair as he came back up, trying to clear his mind. Kristen's image seemed burned into his mind's eye, impossible to remove. He tanned, toned thighs were just the perfect shape, but teasingly covered her young pussy. He pushed himself off and began to swim easy, controlled lengths, his body cutting through the water without resistance. Gradually, he sped up, his muscles pushing and pulling harder, contracting powerfully and causing his heart accelerate, thumping harder and faster, until he pulled up holding onto the edge of the pool. He breathed in deeply, his chest rising and falling. He shook his head, still trying to empty it of the thoughts of her without success. He had deliberately sent the message and immediately signed off. It meant that it was entirely dependant on whether Kristen would come round to see her friend and meant that if she did, he would have to do something about it. There was no possibility for him to back out of it, now or later. He would have to go through with it if kristen came over. But it was an if, still just a possibility and not a certainty. And that possibility was killing him. He didn't like leaving things to chance, he preferred to be in control of everything and right now, there were too many variables. Would she come over? How would she react when she realises Sara wasn't there? Surely she would put it together that it wasn't Sara who had been messaging her and had invited her over. That was the risk, what would she do then? Those thoughts were starting to get to him, adrenaline surging through his body, making him feel strong and powerful but nervous. He set off once again, swimming length after length each one faster than the last in an attempt to work the nerves out of his body.
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Jon pulled up at the end of pool, his back to Kirsten. Breathing heavily, he held onto the edge of the pool, his large rounded shoulders leading into a broad, solid back that was detailed with ridges of striated muscle. Intuitively, he turned in the water, feeling somebody else's presence nearby. His heart thumped heavily in his chest as he realised it was Kristen. Before she had so much as opened her mouth he was aware she was pissed off, her body language radiating anger and he grimaced to himself, regretting his earlier escapades. As she spoke his fears were confirmed and his mind struggled for an answer, landing on the standard option for any guy - deny EVERYTHING! What? he exclaimed, his face covered in a frown that attempted to mask his worry with apparent confusion. He eased himself into the shallow end beside which Kirsten was stood. The water only just came above his crotch, exposing his muscular chest and the chiseled muscles of his abdomen. What are you doing here and what on earth are talking about Facebook for? knowing all too well why she was there and what she meant. Even with his strong will he was unable to stop his eyes from drifting up and down her young body. Momentarily his false frown faded from his face as the details of her athletic body distracted him before it shifted quickly back to it's previous state of denial. His large cock throb again, reacting the only way it could when confronted with such a sight. He felt his member thickening, pressing against the taught material of the board shorts that struggled not to burst. There was nothing he could hide behind or place subtly in front of his crotch, he could only hope that the water would hide it
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Jon laughed at her. Firstly, I have no idea what picture you're talking about, so you need to relax! Secondly, I'm fairly certain that sending a picture is entirely up to the sender and not the receiver, so even if I did receive a nude picture of you, perhaps with you covering yourself up slightly. Then I don't think the cops would care Jon smirked, knowing that he had more than just confirmed that it was him. But he didn't care. He knew that there was no way she would have cycled all the way here wearing just a sports bra and some seriously short shorts. He eyed her up and down again, thinking that she looked far better in real life than in the picture. Her legs shone in the sun with the sight glistening of perspiration. Her nipples pressed through her top and Jon knew that she wanted him. He followed her eyes as they stared at the muscles of his arms, chest and abdomen. As if to emphasise his statement, he folded his arms across his body, his chest and shoulder muscles becoming more striated and the veins popping out of his biceps. He walked slowly to the edge of the pool, standing right up against the side, just below Kristen, looking directly up at her. So what do you want the Kristen? Because you didn't come all the way here to threaten to report me to the police Before she could answer, Jon reached up with both hands, taking one of her hands and her thigh. Quickly, deftly, he pulled her towards him, sending her into the pool behind him. He controlled her all the way, flipping her over so that she landed in a roll, breaking the surface of the water with the smallest splash. He took two purposeful steps towards her so that he was stood directly in front of where she would resurface, just millimetres apart from her.
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

Kristen listened to the sound of his voice and felt the last of her fake anger fade away. She wanted him to stop talk and take her right here next to the pool or in the pool, anywhere or way he wanted to fuck her hard. A little smile came to her young pretty face as she heard him confirm it was him talking to her earlier. It made her happy to know that her almost naked pictures where with a guy as handsome as he was and not one of the guys at school. A thought of letting him take more pictures of her, this time completely naked and posing for him, crossed her mind but right now all she wanted to do was fuck him hard. She started to tell him the truth. That the only reason she came here was to see if he would make good on his promises. But as soon as her soft lips opened to say something she felt him grab her hand and slender toned thigh in his oh so strong hands. She didnt have time to enjoy his touch on her smooth naked tan skin before she felt him lift her off her feet. With surprising easy she felt him pull her towards him and then flip her over. She gave a cute little yelp of surprise before her cheerleader training kick in making her athletic body rolled up in a ball as she fell. She hit the water with a small splash and felt the coolness of it wash over her warm sweat covered body. He had let her go so as soon as her body had completely submerged her toned legs came out and got under her quickly. Her brown eyes were closed as she stood up and Kristen could feel that her long light brown hair was in her face. Reaching up to whip her hair off her face she rubbed her eyes. Hey! she said with a touch of anger to her voice. But as soon as she opened her brown eyes and saw how close Jon was her expression changed and in a sweeter tone she said, Hey! She felt something pushing against her body and looked down. Her brown eyes widen as she saw the outline of his big thick cock barely contained by his swim trunks as it pushed against her. She looked up quickly and blushed but didnt try to step back from him. I umm. was you know umm in the area and umm she felt her face blush even more as she bit her lower lip cutely as she looked up at his handsome face. She looked down again at his thick cock and noticed something else. Her now soaked top was doing even less in hiding her firm young breasts and nipples. As a matter of fact now there was a clear outline of her areolas witch show as matching dark circle that showed how much darker they were then her light tan skin. She looked up at Jons handsome face and gave him an awkward shy smile. Just want to see if you needed some company. She said in a nervous playful way. She licked her soft young lip as she waited to see if he was angry with her for her little joke.
Thread: daddy's a bad influence (muscularguy and dkitty)

The edges of Jon's lips slowly curled into a charming smile. His mock anger gone as he realised that the beautiful young teenager had all but submitted to him, admitting her true intentions. He started to walk forwards, forcing her slowly back until they were out of room, pressed up against the edge of the pool. His dark blue eyes looked straight into her deep browns as he spoke. 'well, that is very thoughtful of you. As a matter of fact, I do get very lonely.' His hands were on her hips now, then one was moving up her torso, taking in her toned stomach. 'It is very stressful being in my position, a single dad, a business owner. It gives a man certain needs'. His hand brushed over her top, squeezing one of her breasts lightly, all the time his eyes looking deeply into hers. 'Now, if that was what you were talking about, then I think you might be able to help me'. His hand gripped her wet top tightly. With a quick, powerful tug, he had ripped it clean from her, exposing her pert young tits. 'You won't be needing that' he told her as he casually tossed it aside. 'But one thing you need to know, I'm not like guys your age. I have far more stamina, my sex drive is higher and I expect a lot more..' he paused looking for the correct words. '..obedience and work from you, than they ever would.' His other hand slid itself under her jogging shorts, feeling her shaven pubis with delight. With one finger he expertly explored her, massaging her clit as he searched her deep brown eyes for her reactions. 'Don't worry, as long as you can make me very happy, I think you'll enjoy yourself'. As of to emphasise his point, two of fingers slid inside her, feeling her pussy squeeze around them
Thread: To end it all (Hareem x desertpaladin)

Lisa Williams had up until recently had it all. Despite being only 18 years old she had landed a fantastic job right out of High School. She'd found herself a fantastic apartment and a fantastic boyfriend. Everything about her life had been absolutely fantastic, as if living in some kind of dream world. Unfortunately, dreams come to an end. On returning home from work one day, Lisa had been shocked to discover her boyfriend, whom she hadn't even yet had sex with, in bed with not only another woman, but another man, her boyfriend sandwiched between the two. To make it worse this man and woman were her two superiors at work, the ones who held the delicate strings of Lisa's life in their hands. Lisa hadn't been thinking about that at the time though, simply losing it in a rage and practically attacking the trio, throwing them out of her apartment, physically in some cases. That had not gone unpunished. The next morning Lisa found herself being told to clear out her desk. Apparently a 'random audit' of her work had uncovered all kinds of discrepancies. Not only had she been fired though, the company turned around and sued her, claiming that the discrepancies were actually Lisa stealing money for herself. She'd tried to defend herself, but more and more evidence had simply kept appearing as if from nowhere. Before she knew it, Lisa found herself with not only legal fees, but owing her former employers hundreds of thousands of dollars. Her car was the first to go, then her apartment, followed by every possession she owned, all sold off to try and pay the debts that didn't really exist. It didn't take long for Lisa's parents to find out. When she turned up on their doorstep, literally nothing more than the clothes on her back to her name, the door was slammed in her face, her parents refusing to have anything to do with a fraud and criminal. Now, Lisa had nothing left. Nowhere to turn. She had no way to pay back the money it had been decided she owed, and somehow the company had used its contacts to convince the police that Lisa's fraud was so great to constitute a criminal act, one she should be arrested and imprisoned for. In less than a week Lisa's entire life had collapsed in on her, turning from a gleaming beacon of perfection to nothing more than smouldering ashes. And that was how Lisa found herself here, standing on the sidewalk of a tall bridge, the wind and rain biting through her thin clothing, soaking her to the bone and almost freezing her to death....but that would be too slow. Peering over the edge, Lisa stared into the surging waters beneath, waves crashing against razor sharp rocks, tearing through discarded wooden debris like it was little more than tissue paper. Well....at least it would be quick. Once there were no pedestrians around and the traffic had subsided, Lisa slowly climbed up onto the guard rail, taking one last look back at the city she had called home. Then, with a final curse of its existence, she allowed herself to fall forwards, tears lost in the rain, her body leaving all solid ground, now falling towards the waiting waves below...
Thread: To end it all (Hareem x desertpaladin)

Looking down at her he was glad to hear her stop screaming as he smiled and nodded at her answer. My name is... well there is not exactly a translation to your tongue but you may call me Lance as it is the closest word to what I am named after... he smiled as he moved a hand out, helping her to her feet as he looked at her attire and he said You will come with me to have something to eat... I know you have not been eating well and I need my mate to be strong enough to bare me many children... he began to lead her out as he let go of her and let her follow after I will also teach you of my race and you will act as my race's women does or be punished as our laws say. As they moved through the ship it was clear it was perfect size for him but it was huge for her, every room seemed to be so far away but were only a couple normal strides until the two finally made it to a large dining area. The place looked like a feasting hall in some imperial castle it was so large and grand. He picked her up, almost like she was a doll and sat her atop the table, letting her look at the long rows of food that adorned it. All of it strange and exotic but she could see things that looked like cooked birds and fish and beef as well as vegies and the like Now eat he commanded as he sat down nearby her at the table, taking a cooked bird's leg the size of a great dane and took a massive bite out of it, pulling it back she could see he ate part of the bone as well and it seemed to slow him down none as he feasted, speaking between bites. My race is that of warriors, normally we are not so kind as to ask permission like I have but I believe in an old honor system that many of my race do laugh at... he continued The women and men wear clothes of a specific size, no larger and no smaller to show off their endowments and if you cannot fit it is considered a sign of great beauty... sadly you do not share a body that desired by most of our males which will make me seem a bit weak but I will endure it he did not tell her that his genetic material might morph her but decided to keep it hidden for now as he said And women in our people are subservient to men, though they may be feisty. Should they ever say no to a man's request for sex the man is allowed to force himself upon her and if he is strong enough he can fuck her, but if not then he may not mate for a year with her... he looked at her So... after you finish... will you mate with me?
Thread: To end it all (Hareem x desertpaladin)

Lance smiled as he picked up the small human girl in his arms as he really showed how powerful he was. She had been picked up by guys her species before, and sure every guy had essentially a limit for how much they could do but as he carried her in his arms, surprisingly kindly, like he had not just thrown her over his shoulder or anything but almost made her sit on his arm and hold onto him, he showed no signs of getting tired within the next few hours let alone the minutes or seconds that a human would. His large feet once again made powerful strides as he carried her from that dining area into what appeared to be a very lavish bedroom of a warrior. Heads of various beasts or other trophies from alien species that she would have never believed existed before this strong warrior stopped her suicide. Weapons ranging from types of guns to sword and spear looking weapons and more. But of course the main thing she could really feel was the large bed he put her on. It was softer than anything she would have ever touched and almost melded to her body making her entire body feel relaxed. Across the top were pelts that felt like fine silk from various animals that had been killed and of course large pillows that felt so soft to be giant marshmallows. It so greatly contrasted her lover as he stripped his loincloth, though it was barely needed to show off that package as he spread her legs as wide as they could go. Leaning in a reptilian tongue flicked past her ear as he whispered to her Just relax my mate... soon you will be considered one of us and he groaned out as he pushed the head of his enormous cock against her pussy wall before forcing the huge battering ram inside of her. Already too large he just kept going, pushing deeper and deeper, her stomach expanding in order to take him as the pain and pleasure from an intruder this size, something able to fill her so completely and hit every last one of her sensitive spots but stretch her out beyond compare, it would be an interesting experience to say the least.
Thread: To end it all (Hareem x desertpaladin)

His cock kept pounding, more and more as her stomach was forced to stretch, sure he was not all the way in but it did not matter, her body was new, exotic, it made his cock only throb inside of her, each pulse of his cock practically making her body jump as the huge organ just kept going more and more. Her cries were also like a symphony, so submissive as she laid there, unable to do anything but moan out as his cock that had caused her pain at first, was now just fucking her brains out. It was not a question of when the idea came into his head then, but a question of if she would be able to take it. On one of the thrusts in he pulled back a bit more than before, threatening to pull out, end the pleasure before the second head pressed against her puckered and much tighter hole and soon thrust in. He was sure it would hurt her, that the process would be as painful as before as he kept going, her legs almost lifeless as they dangled in the air at his sides, his massive balls slapping against her ass and back as he angled her up, allowing her to watch the two massive organs disappearing inside of her and how her stomach would expand, trying desperately to take him in more and more. His moans and grunts were so animalistic, the look in his eyes mimicking a feral beast as the slits looked like he was almost poised for war. In truth he was sort of fighting a battle, though not one she fully knew of. He had to see if she would work as a mate, if she could keep up, if she could bare young. But also he had to see if this exotic human would be able to become his plaything. His race was very sensual and were tough, so the pounding now though rough by human standards was almost softcore for his people.