Tag: Swingers

The first time it happens, it was purely an accident. You’re on your way back up from the kitchen after dinner with the intention to retire to your room for an early night when a sudden knock from Ellie’s door distracts you. You pause slightly, noticing that her door is open just a crack, yellow light glowing in a thin strip of light onto the floor. Curiosity overtakes you and you turn away from your room to tread quietly to the young girl’s door. Holding your breath to ensure that no stray sounds alert her to your presence, you peek through the crack and immediately shock fills your veins.
Ellie is standing in the middle of the room, topless. Her back is facing you, thank God, and so you see the perky swell of her ass pressing against her tight, pink underwear. Her skinny legs and hips swing as she hums, walking around her room rearranging things. The low light at the side of the room casts a soft glow on her soft skin, illuminating the curves and shapes of her slender body.
You can’t help it, can you? The arousal that starts to simmer slowly in your gut. You feel your dick twitch in your boxers as your eyes hungrily stray over her slender, young body. Your hand comes down and guiltily rub against your erection, grinding your palm against your dick. The mere sight of her is enough to make you stiff and erect: the tip of your dick drips precome on your underwear and you groan softly, biting down on your other hand to keep quiet. Your hips start moving, seeking friction against your hand as you continue to stare at Ellie and her soft, young skin.
The disastrous happens: you shift your weight onto your other foot and suddenly a loud squeak from the floorboards break the silence. You gasp, but it’s too late: Ellie’s head snaps to the door, her eyes immediately finding yours, her bright eyes wide and shocked. Her small, pink lips gape wide in surprise as her eyes trail down your body. You’re frozen with shame and guilt, your hand still at the front of your boxers. Her eyes linger at your crotch, unmistakeably taking in the sight of your stiff erection swelling the front of your pants. She slowly turns to face you head-on, revealing her naked chest in its entirety. Even though you’re caught in this situation you can’t help but roam your eyes over her cute, perky tits that are covered by a pink bra, her flat stomach and her soft skin. God, it’s humiliating, being caught grinding against your hand to the sight of the slender young girl. You open your mouth, wondering if you can say something, but panic wins over: you turn and run to your room, leaving the girl standing in the middle of her room.
Later that night as you’re lying in bed, your hand is wrapped tightly around your stiff, leaking dick as you recount the memory of how she looked. You come with her name in your moan, coming messily all over your fist.
The second time it happens you’re certain it’s another mistake. It’s at night again and you’re passing by her door to get to the bathroom when once again you realize her door is ajar. You stiffen up, hesitating. Should you risk it?
And yet, the memory of her slender, nubile body and soft flesh… her small breasts and her birdlike shoulders… it’s a temptation too much for you to resist. You swallow before once again stepping forwards to guiltily press your face against the crack in the door.
She’s standing with her back to the door this time. With a small pang of disappointment you realize she has a shirt on, covering her slender body- but the disappointment doesn’t last long. She slowly lowers her hands to the edge of her shirt and slowly pulls it over her head, slowly revealing the gentle dips and contours of her slim, narrow back. You groan under your breath when you realize she’s not wearing a bra this time.
She turns slightly and you catch sight of her nude breasts. They’re small, just barely formed, but her nipples are stiff and pink against her milky white skin. She looks exquisite to you, nude and small, and you swallow nervously as you squirm around where you stand. Her bony shoulders and slender wrists, her bright eyes and flushed cheeks… she looks angelic and you can’t take your eyes off her, feeling the strong tendrils of desire start to creep through your brain. She raises her arms to fluff at her hair and the position only extends her slim figure, exposing more of her agile body to you. You’re stiffening again, your dick pressing pathetically against the front of your boxers in desperate arousal. You reach your hand into your underwear again and wrap your palm around your dick, holding your breath with nervousness. You learn your lesson this time, remaining motionless except for the slow drag of your hand up and down your dick as your eyes trail greedily over her body.
She hums as she slowly saunters to the bed, turning around to sit on the edge of it. You freeze: when she sits on her bed, she is facing towards the door, but she doesn’t seem to see you, her eyes trained downwards to look at a book laying in her lap. She then turns around to lie on her stomach, reading her novel, and you gasp at her new position. She lies on her stomach, her chin propped in her hands as her legs swing in the air, childlike and carefree. From where you stand you get a fantastic view of her cute, perky ass. It shakes whenever her legs swing. You gaze at the swell of her ass, mouth watering. God, what you’d do to be able to reach towards her and squeeze that ass, feel her soft flesh beneath your palms as you parted her cheeks to look at the outline of her pussy against her pink underwear. Maybe she’d push back against you in arousal, making you trace the edge of her pussy with your finger, feeling her become wet beneath your touch…
You hiss with pleasure as your dick twitches in your grip at the idea. You’re rapidly nearing your climax. She turns around, lying on her back now, and you swallow heavily. Her naked breasts are on display, nipples stiff from the cold as she stretches out on the bed, writhing around as she yawns… you imagine leaning over her and taking a nipple into your mouth, listening to her whine beneath you as you run your hands over her cute chest and her flat stomach. You come into your underwear, mouth open in a quiet moan.
You slowly start to think it’s not an accident. Her door is left ajar more and more often and she’s always in various states of undress whenever you peek through, guiltily taking your hard dick in your hand to jerk off to her young body. She also starts to tease you more and more in everyday life: bending over in short skirts whenever you were in the room only to run off giggling for one reason or another… gazing at you innocently as she suckles a lollipop after dinner… and the icing on the cake: leaving the bathroom door open as she showers. The last one is obviously your favourite little trick of hers. You crouch in front of the ajar door and watch as she runs water and soap all over her slender body, hands playfully and sensually tracing bubbles over her thighs and chest… she turns around sometimes, head conveniently turned away from the door, giving you a full frontal nude of her perky pink nipples and crotch. She still has little hair on her body, the signs of a young girl just barely into puberty: only a light dusting of light hair peppers her crotch. You always come hardest to the sight of her slick, wet body and her hands on her own body, your dick twitching pathetically in your hands as you pant into your other palm.
It’s during one of her showers does everything start escalating rapidly. You’re knelt in front of the door, grunting into your palm as you’re hunched over your erect, leaking dick. She’s in the shower, back facing you, and you watch as water runs in rivets down her slick, wet body. She raises a leg to wash her inner thigh and you let out a strangled moan: she reveals her pussy and it’s beautiful. It’s glinting wet and pink, her neat little lips surrounding a young wet pussy, and your eyes roll to the back of your head. You stare, mouth open, at that tight pussy as your hand speeds up, quickly bringing you to climax…
“What on earth do you think you’re doing!”
The sharp voice of Ellie’s mother, Miss Morrow, shocks you and you scramble away from the door, dick still twitching between your legs as you gape up at her, fear filling your heart as you find something to say. The shower continues running, Ellie ignorant of what was going on outside.
“Fucking pervert,” Morrow says, but her voice is strangely devoid of the anger he thought he would hear, “you can’t help yourself, can you? Jerking off your pathetic dick to my daughter and her young body…. Is it the only action you get? Hm?”
Before you can even reply, she bends down to look at you in the eye. She glances at your dick, still red and throbbing, and a smirk appears on her face.
“You can’t help it, can you?” she murmurs. You swallow, not able to meet her eyes, but she jerks your head upwards. “At least look at me when your dick is out and hard from my daughter,” she says. You nod quickly. She nods back, letting go of your head. You wince, expecting her to say something incriminating, but her words surprise you.
“Next time you want to wank off over my daughter, come to me instead. Pathetic.”
She gives you another smirk before she stands and leaves, leaving you lying embarrassed on the ground.
You don’t dare to do anything for the next couple of days. You pass by every ajar door and ignore all of the little girl’s attempts to tease you, too shaken by what happened to risk anything else. And yet the hunger still remains: everytime you see Ellie the hunger that had been slowly growing within you rears its head, making you salivate and start to harden up in your pants from arousal. Her mother notices. She looks at you with a knowing smirk across the dinner table as Ellie looks at you with wide eyes as she slowly slides a banana into her mouth. You stiffen when you feel Morrow’s foot against your leg. You look at her and she smiles lazily as you even as her foot creeps up your thigh to press down hard on your crotch. You let out a muffled sound, making Ellie look at you strangely. You can feel an erection start to form beneath her touch.
“Are you alright?” Morrow asks you. You flush with embarrassment.
“Yeah,” you mumble, trying hard to concentrate on the rest of dinner.
Later, in the hallway as you’re quelling your erection to go down, Morrow sidles up next to you and grabs your bulge, making you gasp at the sensation.
“Remember what I said,” she murmurs into your ear, “come to me if you’re thinking about wanking off to my fucking daughter. I’ll help you.”
She gives you a smile before she leaves you even more aroused and confused in the hallway.
It’s only a few days later do you finally decide to take her on her offer. It happens after you hear Ellie showering again; a streak of white-hot lust sears through your brain and you know it’s your breaking point: you can’t carry around all of this arousal and desire without an outlet anymore. You take a deep breath before approaching Morrow’s room. You knock quietly and hesitantly.
“Come in,” she says, and you enter the room.
Morrow is sitting in her armchair, dressed in a dark blue satin nightgown, and she smirks as she sees you approach.
“I knew you’d come. Pathetic man, can’t keep your dirty thoughts off my daughter, can you?”
“No,” you mutter with shame. She stands up, crossing her arms over her chest as she approaches you.
“I’ll help you out like I promised,” she says. You nod quickly, nervous about what she’s going to do next.
“Strip naked,” she orders.
You stutter, hesitating, but she remains motionless, raising an eyebrow at you as if telling you to hurry up. You obey, pulling your shirt over your head before pulling down your pants quickly. You flush with embarrassment when you realize you’re already hard. She notices, too, huffing out a laugh as she sees your dick press stiffly against your underwear.
“Already that hard? Jesus, you really are desperate,” she sneers, the ridicules sending as much arousal as shame through your body. You pull down your underwear, letting your dick come free.
She walks slowly around you, still completely dressed. She stops next to you, tilting your head towards her face. You swallow as she stares at you. “I’m going to get you off. But you’re not going to move and you’re not going to touch me. Am I clear?”
“Y-yes,” you whisper. She nods briskly and her hands reach down to cup your balls. You gasp at the touch. Her fingers are cool against your heated, aroused skin. She toys with your balls, her touch deceptively light and teasing. Her other hand trails touches along your stomach, making goosebumps break across your skin.
“Fucking pathetic, coming to me because you can’t stop feeling so horny over my daughter,” she mutters. “Like some dog in heat, looking for something or anything to get you off.”
You moan at her abusive words despite feeling shame roll through you.
“God, I bet you’d love to put your hands all over her body,” she says, her hand teasing your balls. You jerk up, moaning, but she shushes you quickly. “I bet you’ve imagined it hundreds of times as you stare like a creep at her naked skin. You would like that, wouldn’t you? Rolling her perky nipples between your fingers. She’s so young, has such a tight, taut body. So appealing, so arousing. It’s like she’s teasing you, asking you to touch her.”
You nod quickly, breath coming out heavier and heavier as she continues to tease you.
“What a pervert,” she says suddenly, and the sharpness of her words make you whine in sudden desire, “getting yourself off to my daughter. Look at how hard you are! You’re so fucking hard over the thought of touching my girl.”
Her fingers travel upwards from your balls now, tracing the length of your weeping dick. You squirm beneath her touch, hips thrusting upwards towards her touch.
“She’d be so wet for you,” she continues, and you squeeze your eyes shut at the image. “Imagine it. Her skinny, pretty legs spread wide open for you as you touch her. She’d be so eager, begging you to touch her little pussy. Her pussy so pink and tight and young.. leaking fluids so easily at your every touch, making her whine as you tease her… wouldn’t you like that? Is that getting you off?”
“Yes,” you gasp, her words sending tendrils of arousal into you, your dick twitching in her hands at her words. She laughs at you.
“Yeah, I thought so. Only someone like you would be able to get off to the idea of it, hm? Do you want me to tell you more? Tell me you want more.”
Her hand stops her motions and you whine, bucking your hips up as the rolls of pleasure suddenly stop.
“Y-yes,” you gasp, squirming, “yes, please, tell me more…”
She laughs harshly. “God, look at how hard you are. Your cock is so red and weeping. You want this really bad, don’t you? You’re so fucking pitiful.”
Her hand starts to slowly jerk you off again, long languid strokes from the tip of your dick to your balls, taking her sweet time.
“She’d be so sensitive,” she murmurs. “You’d be the first person to ever touch her and her pretty pussy, her small perky tits. No one ever treated her like this before. She’d moan so much for you, writhe all over her bedsheets from your touch. She’d stretch out to show off her young tight body, look up at you with her large cute eyes, ask if she looks pretty. And she does look pretty, doesn’t she? Isn’t that why you’re so disgustingly hard over her?”
“She’d ask for you to touch her. She’d beg you for more in that high, sweet, whiny voice as you rub her swollen clit, peeking out cutely between her folds. Can you imagine the sounds she’ll make when you finally finger her? Entering her tight pink pussy for the first time, spreading her juices all over your dirty fingers. God, you’ll make her feel so good. You can just eat her up, can’t you? Bend your head and taste that wet, young pussy, suck her clit and make her scream?”
“Yes, yes…” you groan, your dick spurting out dribbles of precome all over her manicured hand. She tuts at you.
“Look at you, making a mess. Your cock can’t even stop dribbling all over my hand. You’re so desperate it’s pathetic. I feel bad for you. God!”
“I can’t imagine how badly you want to fuck her,” she hisses, continuing her tangent. “Would you make her taste your cock? Hm? Watch as she kneels on the ground and part her pink lips, licking the tip of your dick like a little kitten? You’d be able to see her cute little tits and round ass as she starts to suck off her first dick. She’d try so hard to make you feel good. She’d try to fit you all in her mouth, try to swallow down your pathetic cock as she licks all around your length. She’d make it so messy because of inexperience. She’d drool over you, making your dick nice and wet, spit dripping down her chin as she looks up at you eagerly to see if it feels good. And it would feel good, wouldn’t it, her soft lips stretched tightly around your cock and her small tongue licking around your length> Would you come down her throat? Make her swallow your cum like the dirty pervert you are?”
You can feel yourself nearing climax and you gasp, bucking your hips forward as you near the peak…. But suddenly she snatches her hand away and you gape at her, your dick twitching for more stimulation as she robs you of your orgasm.
“I don’t think so,” she suddenly says harshly. “You don’t come until I say you do. You don’t deserve to come until I say you can, you fucking disgusting man.”
“Please,” you whisper, “Please continue.”
“God, you’re so fucking pathetic,” she sneers, disgust and humour written all over her face even as she takes your dick back into her hand.
“I can imagine how eager you’d be when you finally get to fuck her. How would you do it? Lay her nicely and gently down on the bed, tell her it won’t hurt? Yeah, you’d do that to start, won’t you? Finger her open nicely, make her come from rubbing your dirty fingers against her cute little clit. Rub it quickly to make her wet and open for you as you slide your fingers in again. She’s come so hard around your fingers, squeeze her pussy tight around you as she has her first orgasm ever from a man’s hands. Such a dirty man, too, touching her like no other person ever has at her age. You’d slick up your pathetic swollen dick, so hard from the thought of fucking her. And then you’d line yourself up with her pussy. Her entrance would still be twitching from her orgasm but she’d beg for you to fuck her. Beg for you to fuck her like a proper big girl, spread her legs wider and look up at your with those large, cute eyes… you wouldn’t be able to resist.”
You squirm around, skin heating up even more from arousal. “God…” you moan.
“Imagine how good she’d feel when you slide into her. Much better than your own hand, don’t you think? Fuck, she’d make so many noises beneath you as she feels your dick start to fill her up nice and good. She’d feel so tight around you, her cute tight pussy eating your dick up hungrily.”
Morrow tightens her hand around your dick as if imitating the tightness of her daughter’s pussy and you let out a strangled moan. “Please, Miss Morrow, please..”
“You’d fuck her nice and hard, fuck her young tight body so well, won’t you? You can reach over and grab her tits. Roll her nipples between your fingers. Hell, lean down and suck on them as you rut desperately into her. She’d sound so good. She’d feel so good, so small and cute, her pussy so wet and slick around your cock as if she was dying for it. Her first time getting fucked and she comes right on your dick, shaking and squirming around. Young girls are so sensitive, especially if it’s their first time. You’d take advantage of that, make her feel so good as you make her come on your cock again and again. Disgusting fucking pervert.”
“Yes,” you gasp, your orgasm approaching again.
“Where would you come, hm? As much as you’d like to come in her tight pussy you can’t do that, right? Would you come on her small perky tits? Watching your cum splatter all over her hard nipples as she moans for more… or would you come on her face? She’d close her eyes and you’d tell her to open her mouth like a good girl as you jack off right onto her pretty little face. Fucking pervert, you’d want to do that, won’t you?”
You’re squirming around even more now, nearing your climax rapidly. “I’m going to cum,” you gasp at her, pleasure burning through your veins.
“Of fucking course you are. You’re going to cum from thinking about fucking my young daughter. About your semen coating her lovely face, about cumming down her throat.”
Her hand speeds up now, urging you to climax even faster.
“Come, you pathetic man. Make a mess on my hand as you imagine fucking my daughter. Imagine that you’re coming on her face, on her small tits, on her beautiful young body.”
You obey her, your orgasm immediately crashing over your senses as your dick twitches one last time in her tight hold. You spurt come over her fist and onto the floor, still standing even as your thighs shake and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Her tight fist on your cock doesn’t relent, milking you dry and uttering insults at you as you come harder than you ever had before, gasping for breath once it’s all over.
She steps away as soon as you stop coming, wiping her hand off your shirt that she picks up off the ground. You pant heavily for breath, the remnants of lust still clouding your brain as she looks at you.
“What should you say?” she asks sweetly, coming back to stand in front of you and looking at your dick, still twitching from the aftermath of your orgasm.
“Thank you,” you say quietly. She nods with an approving hum.
“Good. Now… go clean yourself up. And remember: come back anytime.”