("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Marc By John Marc (john_marc235@yahoo.co.in) Edited by Boruch *** 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) *** 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! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 36