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Marc
By John Marc (john_marc235@yahoo.co.in)
Edited by Boruch
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Neighbor is fascinated by a mother and daughter with
exceedingly long hair. They live right next door and
his fascination becomes an obsession. (MFF, nc, rp, bd,
v)
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I have loved long hair on a girl ever since puberty;
when I learned what my cock and balls were for. My
passion, for long hair overwhelms me and I can't help
getting an erection whenever I see a girl with her long
hair swaying in time with her head movements. The older
I get, the more I am aroused by long hair of all colors
and styles.
Now, about this teenage girl, who lives next door to me
with her mother. This family of two moved here a month
ago. The girl is just 15 years old, and the mother has
reached the prime of sexual beauty. Naina, the mother,
is almost six feet tall, and her daughter Maggie came
up past her chin. Both had figures that most women
would kill for.
Naina had been a trainer at a gym in suburban area.
Like wise her daughter is also a hard-body, very
athletic with features as similar to her mother. As I
was living alone, I was often invited to their place
for dinner. They have been very kind to me on many
occasions. But despite their hospitality, I found the
family more attractive than generous.
But what I noticed most about the two was their hair.
Naina's super straight red hair reached almost to the
floor. The impressive thing about her hair was that it
was evenly thick through its whole length. Her
daughter, on the other hand, had hair of similar
texture but was brown with natural blonde highlights.
It was a turn-on to watch both the mother and her
daughter, walking with their long hair left loose
flowing down their backs.
They usually had their hair done in similar styles but
I most preferred a high bun or ponytail. Since the day
they became my neighbors, I fantasized about having sex
with that nubile teenager and her red hot sexy mother.
One night at dinner, Naina caught me staring at her
hair and gave me a wicked, knowing smile. Her hair was
piled at the back of her head in many turns; held
together by one of those long wooden pins. I fought off
the strongest urge to pull out that pin and let that
shimmering mass cascade to the ground.
I have never talked them about their hair. But then I
decided that this has to be the night.
When we were finished with the meal, she asked me if I
wanted a cup of coffee. I accepted the offer so that I
can have some more time to look at her lovely hair.
When the coffee was served I asked Naina about her
tresses. I told her that she and her daughter both have
very beautiful hair.
You either have a fetish or obsession for long hair or
are abnormally obsessed
She smiled at me. As we got talking suddenly she said,
"I am aware of your fetish, I have seen you staring at
my bun and braid, and Maggie's quite often."
When I said, "Yes!" She asked if I could I help her in
managing her hair as I might know a few styles that are
easy to wear.
That was a dream come true moment. She made the coffees
and we moved to the lounge. She sat in an armchair and
I took the sofa. I decided to ask the question that I’d
been building up to since I arrived.
"Would you let me take your hair down?" I asked,
nervously.
She smiled but didn’t answer immediately. I got the
impression she was enjoying keeping me waiting. "I
thought you might want to get your hands on it!" she
purred.
"I’d love to," I replied.
She put her empty cup down and hoisted herself from the
chair, picked up a cushion and came towards me. She
threw the cushion at my feet and sat down on it,
resting her left arm on my lap. She tipped her head
slightly forward, subjugating herself in front of me,
inviting me to destroy her carefully crafted hair-do.
I stroked her lacquered hair gently, inwardly debating
whether to just plunge my fingers into it and rip it
apart in seconds or unpin it a little at a time. I had
no idea if I’d ever be presented with such an
opportunity again, so I chose to savor every moment and
release each shell curl individually.
I selected one right at the top of her beehive and
tugged gently. It came free with two U-shaped hair pins
dangling from it. I disengaged the pins and put them on
the seat at my side, then carefully stretched out the
stiffly lacquered tress, pulling out the worst of the
tangling and allowing it to hang down at the back of
her mound of hair.
She urged me to wash her hair. I followed her to the
bathroom. She turned on the hot and cold taps and soon
filled the basin with warm water. She got a bottle of
shampoo from the bathroom cabinet and handed it to me.
She then threw all her hair forwards and I watched with
delight as she lowered it into the water, until the
basin was full of hair. I moved to her side and used a
plastic cup that was there to pour water over the back
of her hair, until it was all thoroughly wet.
She lifted her head slightly so that only the ends of
her hair dipped in the water. I unscrewed the top of
the shampoo bottle and emptied a large blob of the
yellow viscous liquid into the palm of my right hand. I
put the bottle down and transferred half to my left
hand. I smoothed it into her wet hair, both sides at
once, running my fingers to the ends and gathering it
all up onto her crown. I massaged it deeply in. She
lifted her head and looked at what I was doing in the
mirror in front of her, smiling knowingly. I wondered
if anyone else had been lucky enough to indulge
themselves with her hair.
The first application didn’t lather up as much as I
would have liked. I suppose due to the amount of
lacquer that needed to be washed off. I imagined there
was more than normal, thinking back to the lunch-time
that I’d been let loose with the hair-spray can and
coated it thoroughly. She put her head back in the bowl
and we rinsed out the first shampoo. The second
application was much better. Lots of glorious foam and
she tipped her head back encouraging me to massage it
deeply in. It felt wonderful around my fingers, and she
seemed to enjoy the experience too, as her eyes were
closed.
It took several changes of water before I was satisfied
that it was thoroughly rinsed. I then gave it a
vigorous rubbing with a towel.
"Where’s the hair-dryer?" I asked.
"I usually just let it dry overnight," she told me.
"But, you can dry it if you want to."
She sat at the dressing table as I blasted her hair
with the dryer. She had so much hair that it took about
thirty minutes, but when it was dry it felt absolutely
wonderful. Like pure silk. My erection had returned
with a vengeance. I ran my fingers through it once more
lifting it up high. I was standing at the side of her
and hadn’t realized that my penis was sticking out so
much. I was wearing my fleece pants and my bulge was
really showing which embarrassed me but I thought what
the hell. She’s not someone who hasn’t seen it before
and went ahead with the job at hand.
I spent the next half hour blow drying her hair. After
the first round she took all that thick mass of hair
over her head in front of her and asked me to brush it.
I spent another half hour brushing it out from her
scalp right up to the end. Then she asked to stand back
and flipped all that hair in one motion over her head
to the back. I could see that because I had brushed it
that way her hair looked even thicker and full bodied
than ever. Moreover it was all in one length and
touching her calves. I complimented her for all that
gorgeous coif. She just smiled at me.
Her daughter was back to her bedroom by that time.
Naina was well aware that what I was going through.
She twisted round to face me and I gathered all her
hair onto the top of her head and held it up as high as
it would go. By now I had probably the biggest erection
I’d ever had. Was it any surprise with the stimulation
I was experiencing? Her hand moved to my groin and she
stroked my penis gently through the denim.
"Has my hair done this?" she asked quietly.
"Yes," I replied simply.
She started to unfasten my jeans. I certainly wasn’t
going to stop her.
She grasped my penis, pushing back the foreskin, and
then moved her mouth closer to it. I was still gripping
her hair above her head and used it to pull her onto
me. She swallowed the end of my penis and gently but
firmly closed her mouth around it. The sensation was
indescribable, though I was about to explode. The
arousal I’d already had was beyond anything I’d
experienced before. I could feel the orgasm building
forcefully. I pulled her hair back, moving her mouth
away. I didn’t think she’d appreciate me giving her a
mouthful.
I tried to pull her head down, tugging on her hair
quite strongly; I knew where I wanted my load to go.
She pulled against me, maybe she enjoyed being pulled
by the hair, she certainly didn’t complain. It was too
late; I couldn’t hold it anymore and made a splash in
her mouth. Surprisingly she swallowed the whole load.
Her hair remained uncontaminated. I released it and
fell back in the seat. She moved her mouth to mine and
kissed me sensuously.
Let’s go upstairs where it’s more comfortable," she
oozed. "I’ll give you a lesson in what women like.
You’ve had your fun, it’s my turn now."
She led me up the stairs and into her bedroom. She put
on a small lamp near the bed. Within seconds she had
undressed me. She threw back the bedcover and gestured
for me to get in. I did, and watched her rapidly
throwing her own clothes off. Her mass of hair cascaded
forward as she bent down to remove her tights and
panties in one. She slid into the bed next to me, and I
reveled in the feel of her warm flesh next to mine. She
spread her hair across the pillow so that I could rest
my head on it.
She took my hand and steered it between her legs. This
was a new and wonderful experience for me. Her vagina
was so soft, lubricated generously by her juices. She
moved my finger over a little protuberance right at the
front.
"That’s the magic button," she gurgled.
Her hand moved away to let me continue unaided and I
stroked her clitoris gently. Her breathing became
deeper the more I stroked. I let it slide in and out
between two of my fingers as if it was a miniature
penis. She started to moan slightly, obviously enjoying
the sensation. Her breathing got heavier and her back
started to arch as if trying to press herself against
my fingers. I pressed a little harder and her breathing
got even deeper. I continued my actions, her moaning
increasing until she climaxed, when her back arched
even more, and she let out a load sigh. She then went
very relaxed, flopping down onto the bed.
She pulled me to her and hugged me hard. "You’re a
quick learner," she whispered.
"All part of the service," I replied, nonchalantly.
We lay in the semi-darkness, holding each other, for
about fifteen minutes, just relaxing. I’d made sure her
hair was spread towards me so I could enjoy the feeling
of my face against it.
"Looks like you’re ready for round two," she told me,
and stood up.
"Yes, please," I told her.
I still had my hands in her hair as we moved back to
the bed. I released it and we discarded our dressing
gowns and slid beneath the sheets. I ran my fingers
through her hair again, hauling it all onto the top of
her head once more.
"Do you like pulling my hair?" she asked as I held her
hair aloft.
"I like touching it," I replied. "But I would like to
give them yanks."
"You were giving it quite a yank downstairs. Did that
turn you on even more?"
My inhibitions were completely gone and I revealed my
innermost desire to her.
"I wanted to come in your hair," I said.
She didn’t respond immediately. I wondered if I had
shocked or disgusted her.
"You can’t do that now. You’ve only just washed it,"
she told me, not sounding shocked or disgusted. "You’ll
have to wait until next Thursday."
But I replied that I wanted to it now. She finally
agreed and piled her hair into a high bun.
She raised her head and smiled at me. Needless to say I
was already very aroused. She kissed me, leaving a
crimson ring on my foreskin. She then turned so her
back was to me, sitting between my legs. I slid forward
on the settee, and held her head still, one hand
against each side of her face. I rubbed my wet penis on
her nape and spread the liquid to her ears. I tried to
rub my erect penis in her ears, like tiny vaginas. I
watched with delight as my penis slid up her nape and
made its way to her beehive. It knew exactly where it
wanted to go.
The feeling as it forced its way into and through her
back-combed hair was incredible. A vagina made from
hair: bliss. I moved it gently back and forth. I could
feel it rubbing against a couple of the hairpins
holding her hair up. They just added to the
stimulation. I forced her to lay face down on the
floor. I was holding her massive bun with both hands
while I pounded her forehead up and down against the
floor. She was screaming but not complaining.
I continued to screw her hair and held it as long as I
could before exploding into her bouffant. I pumped as
hard as I could, determine to dump as much as possible
into her hair. I looked down to the front of her hair
and could see the creamy liquid oozing out; it was
about to trickle down her forehead until I stopped it
with my fingers and smoothed it into her swept back
hair. I held on a minute or so before withdrawing,
still enjoying the sensation. I forcibly rubbed my
balls over the bun. Then I dipped my finger into the
cum and made her to taste it. She was not expecting
this but liked it anyway.
She gave me a hard kiss and told that she was obliged
for the service and might be available next time with
more.
But I was not looking into future.
I asked her if she could involve her daughter in this
game. I told her about my fantasy of fucking both with
their long hair in my hands.
She slapped me.
I got my answer and immediately punched her in the
belly.
She fell on the ground and I gave her a few more kicks
as I was kicking a pillow. Then I grabbed her with her
silky hair and pulled them very hard so much so that
even I felt them being uprooted from the scalp. I
banged her on the wall with her hair in my hand, and
she passed out.
My cock was beginning to throb again. This abuse was
having a strong effect on me now, as my horniness was
beginning to take me over. What should I do to her
first? She needed to be awake now so that she could be
taught her lesson. I slapped her face a few times and
she started to come round. The beating was keeping her
a little sleepy but a few more slaps made her more
attentive.
Once her eyes were open, and she recognized me, her
horror had begun.. I dragged her to the floor,
straddled her chest and grabbed a handful of hair in my
left hand. She screwed up her face in pain and the
realization that she was completely at my mercy began
to become apparent to her. She began to plead, putting
her hands together as if in prayer, but she soon
discovered that I would have none of it.
She began to think, "Is he going to kill me?"
The terror was building in her now. Her only hope was
total submission.
She thought, "If she let him do what he wants, he would
let her go, wouldn't he?"
In her eyes, I could see the terror I was inflicting.
My triumph was complete!
I tied her up, and put a cloth in her mouth so that she
could not scream out for help.
Then I moved to her daughter’s room. My unsated animal
urges were taking me over. She was in her underwear
asleep on the bed but uncovered.
She's gorgeous.
At 5'4", she looked like a pixie, with sweet, delicate,
features that looked like they would break under my
hands. Her skin was creamy white with rose petal pink
highlights. Her small perky B-cup breasts complimented
her willowy frame.
She has a tiny waist with gently rounded hipbones.
Extending from these hips were thin but graceful legs
that ended in perfect feet and delicate toes. Her eyes
are round and innocent looking and they're blue like
the color of the sky. She has brown hair with natural
blonde highlights that cascaded gently over her
shoulders to her feet.
Her "baby face" with little button nose and dimples
made my heart pound. I want to fuck her so badly, to
posses, and humiliate her and her mother. Soon I will
get my chance.
That wonderful coif of hers was left undone and hanging
down through the bed. and left loose.
I had to punish this little bitch for the slap her
mother gave me.
I rolled a big handful of her mane in my hand, twisted
it up to her scalp, and gave that sleeping bitch a
yank. That must have hurt a lot, as she woke up with a
loud scream. I covered her little mouth as I growled
that I would kill her, and her mother if she made
another sound. A head nod and slight whimper told me
she understood and would comply.
Still holding her by the hair, I dragged her to her
mother's bedroom. She was like a pet being dragged on
the floor. I was pulling on her hair with all my might
and savoring the moment. Naina looked at me when I
entered the room. She was in tears when she saw her
daughter.
Without wasting anymore time, I gave Maggie another
yank and a kick between the legs. She grunted and her
eyes followed my right hand as it reached down to grasp
her right hand.
I placed her hand on my cock and commanded, "Wank it!"
She moved her hand up and down, her eyes fixed on the
bulbous head.
"Faster!" I shouted and she complied immediately.
My sperm shot out of me, twenty seconds later, it hit
her nose and chin, the final globs running down over
her hand. I told her to lick it off her hand and she
shook her head NO!
I pulled on her hair again.
Realizing the hopelessness of her situation, she
reluctantly licked my slimy, greasy spunk off her hand.
More humiliation was needed now. I climbed off her but
kept my grip on her hair.
"Come with me, bitch," I growled and dragged her onto
the bed.
In the process, Naina was lying helpless on the floor,
tied-up very hard and crying for mercy.
Taking more rope, I tied Maggie tied spread-eagle on
the bed. Taking a handful of her own hair, I twisted it
into a bun and tried to stuff it into her mouth. She
resisted until I pried her lower jaw open. That would
muffle any noise she might want to make when I began
the next stage of her humiliation.
That being done, I began to slap her around. First I
slapped her face again and then moved down to slap her
tits and belly. She tried to protest but the hair in
her mouth dampened it. Then it was time to feel her
hair on my body. I took two big handfuls and started to
rub it on my chest, my legs, my face and finally on my
cock.
My erection was pulsing and this beautiful hair was the
trigger. I untied the ropes holding her ankles in place
on the bed and bent her so that I could tie her ankles
next to her wrists at the headboard. Once that was
done, I removed her bra and thong and admired the young
pussy and ass that was revealed to me.
Time for a whipping now and I took up the leather belt
that I had placed next to the bed. The hair in her
mouth stifled the screams as I began to whip that young
ass.
Welts were appearing on her buttocks and tears were
filling her eyes. My cock was once again erect and I
bent to examine that pink pussy and the little rosebud
that was her ass-hole. So cute!
I tasted the little rosebud, licking around it and then
inserting my tongue about an inch. She shuddered,
betraying the fact that she found it pleasurable. As I
continued my oral ministrations, the puffy outer lips
of her tiny pussy began to fill with blood and by the
time I had reached her clitoris, she was shaking
violently.
Her orgasm, when it came, was intense. Here she was, a
prisoner being violated, enjoying being licked by her
captor's tongue. How humiliating! I needed to come too.
I wanted to give her some pain and to degrade her so it
was time for my cock in her ass. Bringing some Vaseline
from the bathroom, I smeared it liberally in and around
her rosebud. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized
what would happen next. She struggled to free herself
but in vain. I was the master now and she was the one
getting the lesson in humility.
She watched in terror as my cock approached her little
ass and as my twelve inches of man-meat slowly
penetrated her ass-hole, she closed her eyes tightly as
the searing pain began. I grabbed her hair with both
hands as I started fucking her, almost pulling out and
then pushing in all the way again repeatedly.
I was riding the bitch now, just like a horse. Her
tightness ensured that it didn't last long before my
cock shot her ass full of hot, creamy semen. She had
been sweating profusely as I had raped her and she
gasped with relief as I withdrew my cock from her
tortured ass-hole.
I left her there to think about what had happened to
her as I wandered into the living-room for a siesta.
Waking refreshed some time later, I went back into the
bedroom to look at her.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing regular and a quick
inspection of her ass revealed a swollen and still open
rosebud. Traces of semen could be seen all around the
area. It was now time to wake her and humiliate her
again.
I was fairly sure she was a virgin and figured that she
was owed another raping. As I shook her, she started
with fright.
"Now I’m going to rape your cunt, you little bitch," I
said, laughing. "Let’s see if getting you pregnant will
teach your mother some manners to how to behave with
neighbors."
The look of horror on her face as I said it, together
with the shaking of her head, delighted me. Her legs
were still up in the air and apart and she tried to
move aside as I advanced on that little love-box.
I licked her pussy-lips and moved my tongue around her
clitoris again, keeping up my ministrations until I
felt her begin to shake again. My erect cock was
leaking precum and that, together with the wetness
produced by her pussy, made the journey into that
virgin hole just a little easier.
She stared with disbelief as my large cock began to
enter her tiny hole. Her pussy-lips parted as my cock
advanced an inch at a time until I hit the hymen. A
quick lunge broke it and within two seconds, I had
bottomed out. The tightness I experienced was that of a
velvet vice.
I looked at Naina and could feel the helplessness in
her eyes.
Maggie’s eyes bulged as I hit bottom and the scream was
all but audible, the hair-bun in her mouth again
stifling the sound. The fucking movements caused her
pain which I found most satisfactory. Again I felt the
sperm rising and as my cock expanded, I could see that
she knew what was to happen and resigned herself to
accepting the spunk of her rapist.
I shot deep within her, hoping that she would indeed
become pregnant. The thought of her having to admit
that she was pregnant to her mother and friends was
exceedingly satisfying to me. When I withdrew, blood
and spunk came out. Instead of cleaning myself, I
thought it would be perfect if the rapist's victim was
made to do that job. Also I thought that her mother
should help her daughter.
I untied Naina and grabbed her hair in my hand. She was
weak to move but cruel yanks on hair made her move to
my penis. I removed the hair-bun from the girl's mouth
and straddled her chest. She looked questioningly at me
so I made it plain what was required of her.
"Clean it with your mouth, bitch and your mother is
going to help you in this!" I snarled and she turned
her head away.
I yanked her head back around by her hair and growled,
"Now!"
Seeing no alternative, she reluctantly poked out her
tongue and touched the head of my cock. Both found it
repulsive and shied away, but another yank on their
hair reminded them of their status and they began
again.
Cleaning the blood and spunk with their tongue, they
were taken aback when I said, "now suck it."
Both felt that they could not take this awful thing but
were again reminded by the pull on their hair that
there was no choice about it. And so they did.
With lips stretched wide-open, Maggie and Naina took
turns sucking my cock and lapping my cock-stem. Maggie
was able to take half the length of my cock into her
oral grommet, while her mother could deep-throat all
the way down to my pubic bone. This act was accompanied
with a loud gagging sound and a gush of saliva and
precum down her chin.
Those mouths made me erect again; and I envisioned
another humiliation for both the bitches. Maggie would
be swallowing her rapist's spunk! The more I thought
about this, the more excited I became. My cock was now
hard again. The sucking of my captives was making the
possibility of coming again a reality.
After several minutes, I felt more spunk coming and
held both heads firm in case they tried to avoid the
results of that oral stimulation. That was a golden
moment that two most gorgeous heads in world are
submissive and I am pulling their lovely mane to my
extreme fetish desires.
Both realized what was coming and tried, without
success, to spit out my cock. I pushed the whole length
of 12 inches in the little bitch's mouth and she
choked. Her mother licked my balls and pubic hair. The
load, when it came, was less in volume as previously,
but the disgust in the girl's eyes as she felt my hot
spunk fill her mouth was a sight to behold. I slid my
stiff dripping cock out of Maggie's mouth and moved
Naina's head to a position for her to lap up my
remaining drippings. Both now swallowed their loads
without anything further being said.
I was done with them but my erection was not giving up.
I held their hair in my hand and started giving them
nasty yanks again. I asked Naina what she would do now.
She gave me a dirty look but soon stuttered
submissively that she wouldn't tell anybody.
I kissed the hair of both bitches.
Both of them were fully naked and covered in blood and
spunk.
I got a digital camera on the table. Luckily that was
charged and my mind gave me and idea instantly.
Both of the bitches were too weak to move, so I left
them and got the digital camera in Naina's closet. It
was charged; and this gave me an idea
I took photos of Naina and Maggie, naked, covered in my
cum, with cascading, loose hair, also soaked in spunk
and blood... One snapshot was like that hunter's take
of their trophy animal.
I grabbed both heads by the hair and rolled it over my
hands. The two were placed next to my penis which was
still erect but not enough to go for another round.
The camera clicked automatically and there were my
hunted trophy bitches. My barbarism was not ending as I
still had that erection I used to have when I see long
hair. I thought of riding the bitches. I forced them
onto their knees with mother right behind the daughter.
Then I sat on Naina and grabbed her hair with both
hands like a rein.
I grabbed Maggie by the hair too. Then I forced Naina
to lick Maggie’s ass and move walk around the room on
their hands and knees.. I was like a king of long hairs
riding on the backs of these beautiful long-haired
sluts.
I made them parade like this every room upstairs.
I now decided to do just the last act of brutality on
both bitches. I once again grabbed them by their
marvelous manes and dragged them over the room, down
the stairs, and all the way to the exit door. They were
dragged over some twenty stairs, which hurt them
greatly and gave me another erection.
This was the formal act of relieving your guest after
the meal. I left them for the night and warned of the
reaction as I have their pictures. Both pleaded guilty
and promised not to tell anybody.
Next day when they healing their wounds I went up to
meet them. I showed them their pictures on computer and
expressed my urge to shot a full length movie. I knew
they could not refuse.
But Naina asked for two days rest.
I said OK but for this one time I made them both give
me a good sucking. I asked Naina to suck my penis and I
licked the sweet pussy of Maggie. From that day 'til
now I’ve been fucking both bitches almost daily and
have tried many positions and techniques.
I sleep in silky bed of red and brown tresses every
night.
Facial and sucking humiliations are like a meal to both
of them done daily.
Now I am thinking of using them for money, like sluts,
and involve them in group orgies.
This is their fate now!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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