The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 10 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 10

... cock ring began to behave much as Samantha’s fingers had done on their first sexual encounter, with the consequence that a dart of pain shot into his balls, dampening the eventuality that once seemed certain.

Rachel seemed confident in the regulating ability of this device and persevered with the mechanical treatment. Indeed, she began stimulation of Gary verbally too. ‘Do you want to come Mr. Fowler?’ she asked, ‘I would really like this cock inside me and feel all of that warm spunk again.’

The dirty talk had an unsurprising effect of Gary and it’s combination with the vibrator, sent him into an agonising cycle of pelvic spasms and ball clenching terminations that made the sweat pour from his body. After two minutes of this treatment, Rachel was again disturbed by her Mother, lifting and guiding Deborah’s glistening crotch toward the upward perfection of the Colonel’s manhood. ‘Darling, can you stop playing with Mr. Fowler and bring the vibrator? I need to show this little bitch of a niece of mine double action.’

‘Oh, Debbie, you will really enjoy this.’ Rachel replied. Deborah looked at her cousin with an aimless, but wanton expression. She was now passive, resigned to whatever was to come to her.

Gary was relieved by the respite, his genitals ached from their misuse and he panted as he watched Rachel’s firm buttocks, and her breasts swung as she flounced away from him.

Debbie was now positioned over the Colonel’s penis and while Samantha grasped the ...

... head, the Colonel reached up to cradle the girl’s beautiful breasts.

Guided by her aunt, the cock head plopped inside those slippery folds and the girl dropped herself onto it, the long shaft sliding in, scraping the sweat that layered it’s circumference.

There was a piercing shriek from the penetrated girl; the vibrator that Rachel had carried over to Samantha now entertained the wet opening of her pulsating arsehole. ‘Fuck, that feels, fuck that feels…’

‘Good? Yes, that is exactly what dirty little harlots like you would think. Filthy,’ SMACK! ‘Dirty,’ SMACK! ‘little prostitute!’ SMACK! After her tongue had drilled and lubricated Deborah’s tight anus, the tip of the vibrator easily disappeared into her, followed by a whine of pleasure as the Colonel began to heave into Deborah’s pussy with long and forceful strokes.

‘Oh, yes!’ groaned the Colonel.

‘Oh, fuck! Oh God!’ responded the girl.

‘Take that fucking cock!’ shouted Samantha, and all of this time Rachel looked on in fascination as her cousin suffered the delight of objects inside both holes.

Deborah’s passion grew as more and more attention was paid to her, ‘yes, yes, I fucking love it, yes, fucking harder, fuck!’ She had turned the corner in her journey and all fear had now been replaced by lust as she realized that there was nothing to fear in this attempt to dominate her.

Samantha was far from happy with this outcome. ‘Rachel sweetie?’ she asked, ‘how was Mr. Fowler? Was he in danger of ...