THE CHOSEN OFFERING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 220

I was still lapping at my mother's asshole when I heard my brother give a stifled groan. I felt, through my mother, as he bucked his hips into her face. And I knew he'd had an orgasm. I could tell that my mother's mouth was filling up with her son's hot cum, sliding between her teeth and the hollow below her tongue. The salty taste, the taste I wanted. Finally, my brother's cock slid out of my mother's mouth. I pulled my tongue from my mother's asshole."Mother, turn and look at me," For a moment she didn't move, I assume she was swallowing her prize, but she turned and looked at me. Her hair was disheveled and she looked dazed, but not unhappy. There was a thin line of spit and cum that ran from her lower lip to her chin. I couldn't control myself; I leaned forward and licked her chin. The cum was hot, salty, and delicious, and I wanted more. I opened my mouth and kissed my mother deeply, driving my tongue into her mouth and tasting her. For a moment she was stunned, but then she put

Intro: Three dickgirl cheerleaders prepare for competition.Author's Note: This story is one in a series of inter-related stories regarding women with penises and it is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.Enjoy Reading..***************IntroductionSan Clemente is a small island off the coast of California in an archipelago known as the Channel Islands. It is about 55 miles out to sea and is the property of the United States government. The island is around 57 square miles (twice the size of Manhattan). It is a very long and narrow island shaped a bit like an old fashioned straight razor blade. The coast line is craggily and the interior is relatively flat and grassy. The island was in the custody of the U.S. Navy from 1934 until 1958. It was taken over that year by NASA, around the same time the Administration was created. Initially it was a small research facility but it quickly grew and the government's plans for the island also exp

"Okay then Cameron," Kimber said, turning it around, "Truth or dare?" she said."Dare," she said again."I dare you," Kimber said in a sing-song fashion, "to show us whether or not you pubes match you hair," Cameron's eyes got wide, this was a bit strong. Kimber loved these sorts of dares because they sort of mixed a truth and a dare together. She tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at Cameron. Clearly she would be the tougher nut to crack. Jaiden looked at her friend as well, but with compassion. She knew that Cameron was easily embarrassed at felt for her. At the same time, she was a bit curious about this question herself. She felt herself becoming excited and knew that her girlcock would be hard soon, a thought that excited her even greater.Finally, Cameron realized that there was no way out and again she slid her thumbs into her pants. This time she pulled the front down just a bit, a few inches below her bellybutton to expose her pubes. Kimber was surprised to find that Cam

She sat up on the bed, her cock still hard between her legs and her tits still covered by her bra. She could feel the other girls' eyes on her and she kept eye contact with them as she reached over and once again picked up the bottle, the side sticky with her cum. She held it in front of her and looked at the other girls. In one quick motion she brought it to her lips and gulped down 8 hot, salty ounces of her own cum, half of the bottle gone down her throat. She rested the bottle between her legs, loving the feel of its pressure against her cock. For Cameron, it was somehow unbearably and deliciously naughty. Kimber thought that she might be in love."I want each of you to drink half of the rest of my cum, okay?" she asked sweetly. They could hardly say no. Kimber was up first. She walked the three steps separating them, he cock swinging like a pendulum. Her fingers grazed Jaiden's tiny cock as she lifted the bottle. She put it to her nose and smelled the sweet nectar. She smiled and

She walked quickly down the hall, all of the children were out of it, in home room. She hurried and found classroom G. It was a small room, no more than ten desks with attached chairs. There was a large desk with a removable lectern at the front of the room with a small wooden chair. There was a large blackboard at the front of the room with an American flag hanging over it. The solid wood door crashed behind her, sealing her into the yellow painted cinderblock room. She felt her heart beating a hundred miles an hour and she felt a bit faint. She sat in the chair and waited for the bell to ring, trying to get her emotions under control.The first bell rang and Andalee could hear the girls moving through the hallways, but she could not see them. The school was rather small, only around 100 total students scattered throughout three grades. The 12th grade had 15A-class Hish girls. She would see five of these girls at a time in 1st, 3rd, and 5th period. Although today, for this purpose, t