The Wrong Road Taken Part 3 [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [Witchcraft]

THE WRONG ROAD
PART 3

Leaving my new favorite botanical specimen I delved further down the path.
After going about a mile I began to hear voices.
Moving very quietly I did my best to be stealthy while looking for the source.
As I rounded a corner I saw a pair of hunters sitting in a blind.
Not very good hunters at that.
When you are hunting quiet is the golden rule.

I was about to sneak around them to avoid detection when one of the hunters left the blind and walked right up to where I was standing.
He had to be no more then ten feet away when he un-zipped his fly and took a leak.
I mean come on, really dude I’m standing right here. I said.
He just ignored me and continued to empty his bladder right in front of me.
I even yelled at him and he never noticed me.

How could you not notice a naked boy sporting a permanent erection not more then ten feet away?
Retracing my steps I turned back towards my the estate.
As I passed the Gorth they picked up their heads in hopes that I would play with them again.

The Wrong Road Taken [Part 2] [MF] [Witchcraft]

You see not only am I lonely but I have a need to have children, lots and lots of children.
So I have selected you to be the father of my offspring.
She informed me. You will be my guest here and serve me.

I was shown a room that was to be my bedroom, it was very nicely appointed and very spacious.
The room was done in an old English Victorian style, with lots of dark wood all of which was hand hewn and beautifully carved.
The bed was a massive four poster, again with the handcrafted details that you only saw in the wealthiest of homes.

When I awoke the next morning I left my room and went out to the kitchen.
Lucretia was there cooking breakfast for the two of us.
“Lucretia, yesterday I saw you do that thing with your fingers and poof there were a couple of apples for us to eat, so why don’t you just whip up breakfast with your magic?”

The Wrong Road Taken [MF] [MM] [Witchcraft]

Why the hell was I doing this?
It was around 1am, I was on a dirt road that was less of a road and more of a rutted goat path.
Thank you GPS for sending me down this road.

I don’t know why I didn’t turn around the first chance I had but no, I had to trust that stupid GPS that this road would open up and shave forty five minuets off my drive and avoid the road construction I had hit on the way to the conference I was attending.
The drive was pleasant and the weather was magnificent.
The temperature was around eighty degree, the stars were out in all their grandeur.

Being this far from the city lights there was virtually no light pollution this far away, so the sky’s were wide open and bright as I have ever seen them.
I had the top down and just enjoying the hell out of the drive, hell even if I was lost it was at least a beautiful drive.

A Night on my sailboat [MF] [MM]

AN EVENING ON MY SAILBOAT (A 100% true story.)

When I was younger I was a partner in a beautiful thirty two foot Catalina sailboat.
My boat was docked at Monroe St. harbor.
I didn’t have the money to have a berth on the dock and had to settle on tying up to a can.
Cans are buoys that are evenly spaced out in the harbor.
The only way to reach your boat is to ether have a small dingy or to use the tender boats.
These are basically water taxis that would drive you over to your boat.

Here in Chicago we have a tradition called Venetian Night.
People dress up their boats and often join the parade of boats as they motor around the harbor and lake shore.
Other use it as just another excuse to party on their boats (As if boaters need a reason to party.).
Traditionally I would just invite a couple of friends and stay moored to our can as we grilled our food
while drinking an excess of beer.

The Further Adventures of Frank and Karen Part 7 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Now naked, bound and hooded her breathing was going into overdrive.
She had begun to tremble with her legs shaking along with goosebumps breaking out all over her body.
Walking her over to the edge of my bed I lowered her face down onto the mattress.
Taking each leg in turn I spread them outward only to bind them to the bedposts.

Now spread eagle I released her hands and bound them above her head to the upper bed posts.
Leaning in towards her ear I said in a quiet and calm voice. “Trust me. If you need me to stop just sat the word “Orange” and everything will stop.
Do you understand?
She only nodded.
“No Karen, I need to hear you say it, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.” Was her reply.

Standing on the side of the bed my hand began an arc that terminated on her left ass cheek.
Upon the first impact Karen began to groan and whimper.
Moving my impact around so no one place received consecutive hits I peppered her bottom with my hand prints.
After the tenth hit I asked her if she was OK and willing to continue.
“Yes, Frank I’m OK.
Please go on.” She said.

My Confusion Part 10 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Walking over to where Pet hung Master Paul asked her if she was ready and doing this of her own free will.
“Yes” Was her only answer.
Stepping back Master Paul took his measure of the distance between himself and Pet.
Drawing back his arm his wrist flicked the whip in a slow manner that sent the leather across the distance.
As it wrapped once around her waist the tip ended its journey against the right cheek of her bottom.
At impact Pet let a small whimper escape her lips.

Mistress Martha walked up to her and once again asked if she was OK and willing to continue.
Again Pet’s answer was yes.
Stepping away Mistress Martha nodded to Master Paul.
Again and again the whip delivered it’s reminder of pain onto Pet’s back and bottom.
With each touch of the whip Pet’s legs gave out a bit more than the previous hit.
There were no tears, no signs of distress upon her face.
In fact soon enough I witnessed a change in her facial expression.
What at first had all the hallmarks of pain quickly turned into a look of ecstasy.
At the twentieth stroke Master Paul withdrew.

My Sister Lizzy Part 6 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 “What the fuck is going on here, why are you two naked and where is Lizzy?”
If anything could make it worse Lizzy came down the stairs at just that moment, oh yeah she of course was also naked.

“I’m going to ask you again why are the three of you naked?
Is there any explanation that you think I’ll buy into?”
Both of them wanted to grab the comforters that were on the couch to cover themselves.
I told them stay there and not to worry about being naked.
For the first time in my life I saw Lizzy at a loss for words.
Dave wasn’t much better.

After a few moments of silence I spoke up and said to Steve 
“Shut the fuck up it’s none of your business.
What are you doing here anyways and how did you get in?
I know for a fact that the doors were locked.”

Steve reached into his pocket and took out a single loose key.
“I made a copy from your mom’s key chain when she loaned me her car.” He said.
“I don’t believe she would willingly give you a key, does she know you did that?”
“Well, no I didn’t tell her.
I just figured it was OK since we had been seeing each other for awhile now.” He responded.

My Sister Lizzy Part 5 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

When we hopped out of the shower Dave and I each took a towel and taking our time slowly and deliberately teased Lizzy as we dried her off.
In return Lizzy took the lead and instructed Dave and I to alternate dry each other while telling us that we had to keep each other hard.

Dave regained control and told Lizzy to kneel and use her mouth to keep my cock hard, mouth only.
She wasn’t allowed to use her hands.
Seeing my sister on her knees sucking my cock while Dave watched was a massive turn on.
Every once in awhile he would move in for a closeup.
I think he got a thrill out of the taboo nature of what he was watching.

“Lizzy, do you like sucking your brother’s cock?”
“Ummph” was her response.
It was the only thing she could say while she had my cock down her throat and her face mashed up against my stomach.

“Enough, I don’t want him to cum to soon.
Both of you follow me.” Dave said.
He led us back to the barn and looking around spied what he wanted.
Walking over to the wall he selected an assortment of ropes.
“Lizzy, I want you on your stomach atop that table.

The further adventures of Frank and Karen Part 6 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“OK Frank when we were in that adult shop I spotted something I wanted.
So later I went back and bought it for you.
Close your eyes and don’t look.” Karen told me.
Touching my cock she took my balls in hand and began to slide them through what felt like a ring.
Seconds later something encased my cock.
It had the feel of cold metal, smooth yet resilient.
It was then that I heard a “click”.
Looking down only to find my mommy daddy bits locked in a chastity cage.
Think of a miniature bird cage that has a bend in it pointing downwards.
My cock completely encased inside.
There was an opening at the tip that would allow me to pee and that’s about all.
If I were to have an erection I think I would be in a bit of pain as it attempted to push its way through the device.

My Sister Lizzy Part 2 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 Lizzy told me she thought that cum would taste horrible, but she was wrong.
It tasted salty but wonderful, she especially liked the silky feel of cum in her mouth.

“I think Dave is going to be surprised next time we go out, and to think I denied myself and Dave this pleasure, I’m done being a “good girl.” ”

After we returned home I had to go into town to run some errands.
As I got into town I ran into Dave, we made some small talk about nothing at all.
Just before we parted Dave started asking me about Lizzy and what she thought about their relationship.

“Dave, I’m not in the best position to tell you what she thinks.
I will say that she likes you a lot and hasn’t said anything negative.
One other thing and if you tell her that I said this to you she will kill me and you know what kind of temper she has, the kind of temper that you never want to be on the receiving end of twice in your life.