The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 10 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 10

... lifted, her panties presented themselves on the same elevation as his cock and with only the thin fabric of her underwear as a barrier, both were ready to begin their surrogate treatment of Gary.

Charles placed his hand over Rachel’s crotch and touched her vulnerability. ‘I need you juicier you little tart.’ He scolded.

Rachel seemed to like his change in tone. ‘Oh, yes. Please Uncle Charles, make my pussy wet, so that it can take your big cock.’ Her words, though acted, seemed to have the desired effect on Charles who smacked the girl hard on the left bum cheek. 'that’s my girl, ' he replied, ‘you want my cock to stretch out your cunt don’t you?’ his finger pressed into her vagina through the thin material, causing it to darken with the results. He lifted his finger to his nose and breathed deeply as Rachel angled her hips and arched her back to present more of her womanly pleasure to him.

‘Oh, God yes, Uncle Charles. I was it. I want you to push it into me, really hard '

‘God, you’re such a slut. You are even sluttier than your Mother, when she was your age.’

Deborah, began to play with her own pussy under her skirt, while she played with Gary’s balls. The prospect of watching her cousin being fucked by this horse cock was obviously working her pleasure systems. Her captive, meanwhile, was starting to feel uncomfortable. Though the cock ring that had been forced into him was tight, it did not restrict blood flow and felt much like the grip that Rachel’s ...

... Mother had applied to him, those weeks before, in his first night of passion in this wretched house. There had always been jokes in Gary’s world concerning the degeneracy of the ruling classes and the very absurdity of the notion was what made those tales remotely amusing. Now, presented with that absurdity, here in front of him it was not funny. He found the whole idea disgusting. He began to long for the more simple life that lay with more simple people.

‘I will need to stretch out your vagina, little slut.’ Announced the Colonel, ‘the soil must be wet if my my cock is going to plow. Now, lick my fingers, you little vixen.’ He put his left hand in front of Rachel’s face and she immediately began attacking it with her tongue, soon covering it with spittle. ‘That’s a good girl.’

Rachel gasped, as her Uncle Charles ripped down her knickers in an aggressive sweep. ‘Smack!’ His hand descended with a loud shriek from the girl. ‘Now, let’s find out how you taste today?’ he asked rhetorically, and thrust out his own tongue as he dove towards her nether regions. Rachel threw her head upward to the ceiling as the slobbering action of the Colonel’s mouth began to take effect, her face a mixture of startled and lustful.

‘Oh, yes, yes…’ murmured Deborah, now using both hands to simultaneously tickle Gary’s balls and cock shaft.

Rachel, though quite familiar with the physical symptoms of being handled in such a way was still inexperienced in the matter of withstanding them. The ...