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+1 through F › Ben 10
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
9,228
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Self Maintenance
Ben 10 aint mine. Man of Action pwns it all, baby!
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Self Maintenance
"There's a change in pace
Of fantasy and taste
Do you like good music?
Do you like to dance? Oh yeah.
Hangin' out for a body shop at night
Ain't it strange what we do to feel alright? Oh yeah.
So when will you call?
I'm experienced Oh yeah
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy"
- Billy Idol, 'Flesh for Fantasy'
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Max Tennyson was close to busting a nerve. It had been over 3 weeks since he had last seen his two personal geisha, Kaleigh and Mel, and to be quite honest, he felt like he was loseing his mind. The argument between Ben and Gwen that waged on in the back of the RV wasnt helping at all.
"Just let me use your laptop for 5 minutes, please?!" Ben begged Gwen for the millionth time.
"No way, shrimp! All you do is look at dirty websites. Buy your own laptop!" Ben threw his pillow at his cousin. Gwen retaliated by tossing her own at him.
Ben deflected the feather-filled projectile, but it went flying to the front of the RV and nailed the back of Maxs' head. Max damn near slammed on the brakes, but his last string of patience held out.
"You two, knock it off!!! You keep arguing and I swear I'm gonna pull this RV over and tan both your hides!" That seemed to smooth things over between the waring cousins.
Max reached down between his legs, his hand trying to quell the building tension inside his most personal area.
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The camp site was pristine and filled with all the natural beauty that The Ozark Mountains could offer. Sadly for Max, it didn't have any way for him to releive his sexual tension. Him and Ben were busy setting up the tent, and Gwen was looking at the leaves, collecting a few for this scrapbook she was making. After all the camp preparations were complete, Ben decided to take a walk in the woods.
"Don't go to far. There's cougars in these mountains." Max warned his grandson, though he knew in the back of his mind that Ben wasn't going to care. Gwen rolled her eyes and took it upon herself to follow Ben incase he got caught in some crazy misadventure. With a kiss on her grandfathers cheek, Gwen followed Ben.
Finally having a moment alone, Max went back into RV and locked himself in the bathroom. In the cramped space of the bathroom, Max undid his pants and practically shoved his hand into his underwear, needing to feel the sweet pressure on his aching cock. He hissed through clenched teeth, needing to feel release. But this was no good. He could never get off by himself. Leening his large frame against the door, he slid down half way, his hand still on his hard shaft. He brought the images of his two Lolitas to mind.
Mel. Tall, lithe, so ripe for corruption and well on her way there.
Kaleigh. Pleasantly plump, versatile, and so adept at what she did.
The vision of them made Max moan as he recalled all of his sexual escapade with them, separate or together. Once, he and Mel were in a fancy hotel room. She wore this rose colored negligee that showed off her body in all the right ways. She had given him this robe of hers' that was so see through it didn't even really qualify as clothing. He held her in his lap as the sat at the large bedroom window. He feed her chocolate covered strawberries.
"Mmmm... no wonder those things are an aphrodisiac." Max thought as he stroked himself. The way Mel took each morsel into her mouth had driven Max over the edge. He took her hard that night, as he recalled. He had already taken he virginity, so he was rougher with her that time than he was on their first time. He remembered his first time with Mel. It was in the shower at her home. By then he had lost any illusions that these two were still pure little girls, so he wanted to return the sentiment. The way Mel moaned was music to Maxs' ears.
Mel was still learning, but Kaleigh, for all intents and purposes, could teach intercourse as a collage curriculum. She was no whore, no sir. She was just well read. The first time with Kaleigh was something he wouldn't soon forget. It was in the new bath houses at Club Elysium. Max thought he was going to get some alone time to relax, but Kaleigh had other plans. She had snuck in before him and hid herself underwater. She had swam up to him and teased his manhood while still submerged. When she revealed herself, Max had no choice but to take her right then and there. He would've died from the agonizing pressure she had made in him. They made love in the private bath that was off limits except to high paying customers. But Max was sure Moonie wouldn't mind if he used it for free.
Back to himself, Maxs' hand worked furiously on himself, the sweet exstacy of release so close and yet still so far away. It wasn't enough, he needed more! His eyes rolled into his head, trying to think harder of his exploits with Mel and Kaleigh.
"Ohhh, yeah..." Max growled low, licking his lips. "That night..."
The night in question was when Max had dropped off Ben and Gwen with their Great Uncle Thomas for the night. Max had gone back to the RV, having decided to jog the distance. He took a shower, unaware that he was being watched the whole time. Mel and Kaleigh were at the window, giggling as they had watched him undress and clean himself. He had been asleep when the snuck inside and toyed with him. In his dreams, Kaleigh was riding his manhood while Mel was positioned over his face, her secret place open for him to come inside. He slid his tongue inside her, lapping at her little nub of nerves and making her squirm and whimper. When he had woken up, he saw his dream girls in the bare, naked flesh. Though what they had done wasn't as hot as his dream, they had made up for that later that night.
He told the girls about his dream, and they were happy to oblige him. Kaleigh took her place at his manhood, and Mel balanced herself on her knees as Max positioned her at the right angle. When Max slipped inside Mel, she made the most enduring sound Max could remember. It was something that sounded like a kitten mewing and the wind sweeping against the trees. Kaleigh shimmied and danced on his shaft, making an erotic display of herself. Then they both got the idea of timing their movements to his thrusts. Each movement caused a tremor to rip through all of them. In not time at all, Max felt his orgasm tear through him, and the girls came in time with him, spilling their love juices all over his body...
Max came full force, his cock spraying his hot seed all over the bathroom wall. He slid down to the floor, panting and gasping, in disbelief that he could cum so hard at his age. He suddenly fell back as the bathroom door was opened. From his vantage point he could see the grinning faces of Mel and Kaleigh looking down on him with hungry eyes and watering mouths. Kaleigh looked at Max then looked into the bathroom, her eyes widening at the sight of the cream shower he had given the place.
"Max, baby. You been holding out on us."
"That's for sure." Mel added. Max grunted as he got up and straighten up his pants.
"Well, what else is a man supposed to do when he doesn't have any women around?" The girls laughed a little. Max then took notice of what they were wearing. Mel and Kaleigh had made cheerleader outfits from the same material and pattern as his shirt. They even had matching pom poms. Max was suddenly turned on all over again.
"Nice outfits, ladies." Max said sensually. The two giggled and brought their pom poms to their faces, hiding themselves from the nose down.
"I guess it's a good thing that we got here when we did." Mel said. Max raised an eyebrow.
"Pardon me?"
"We ran into Gwen on the way over and she said she was happy that we were finally gonna help take the stick out , so to speak." Max almost fell on his face.
"You mean to say that Gwen knows about us?!" Mel and Kaleigh shrugged and nodded.
"Well, yeah. She's a smart kid, Max. Don't underestimate her." Mel said. Max rubbed the back of his head, amazed that Gwen knew the whole time and hadn't expressed any disgust.
"So..." Kaleigh began. "What dirty little thoughts were you getting off on in there?" Max leered at his precious little geisha girls. Each so unique, each so dear to him. Max had an idea forming in his still sharp mind.
"Have either of you done it in a tent?"
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"How long do we have to stay out here again?" Ben asked for the millionth time. Gwen looked up at the setting sun.
"About two more hours, I'd say." Ben grabbed his head and hollered.
"What is Grandpa doing?! What is so secret that he can't share it with us?!" Gwen burst out laughing at that last comment. If only he knew...
A sudden cry ripped through the stillness of the forest. Ben thought it sounded like a pack off wild dogs in heat. Gwen glanced back in the direction of the RV, smiling.
"I think Grandpa is going to be in a better mood, tomorrow."
"What makes you say that?" Ben asked. Gwen just took off running, hoping to keep her cousin distraced long enough for her grandfather to have his fun.
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"There's a change in pace
Of fantasy and taste
Do you like good music?
Do you like to dance? Oh yeah.
Hangin' out for a body shop at night
Ain't it strange what we do to feel alright? Oh yeah.
So when will you call?
I'm experienced Oh yeah
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy"
- Billy Idol, 'Flesh for Fantasy'
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Max Tennyson was close to busting a nerve. It had been over 3 weeks since he had last seen his two personal geisha, Kaleigh and Mel, and to be quite honest, he felt like he was loseing his mind. The argument between Ben and Gwen that waged on in the back of the RV wasnt helping at all.
"Just let me use your laptop for 5 minutes, please?!" Ben begged Gwen for the millionth time.
"No way, shrimp! All you do is look at dirty websites. Buy your own laptop!" Ben threw his pillow at his cousin. Gwen retaliated by tossing her own at him.
Ben deflected the feather-filled projectile, but it went flying to the front of the RV and nailed the back of Maxs' head. Max damn near slammed on the brakes, but his last string of patience held out.
"You two, knock it off!!! You keep arguing and I swear I'm gonna pull this RV over and tan both your hides!" That seemed to smooth things over between the waring cousins.
Max reached down between his legs, his hand trying to quell the building tension inside his most personal area.
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The camp site was pristine and filled with all the natural beauty that The Ozark Mountains could offer. Sadly for Max, it didn't have any way for him to releive his sexual tension. Him and Ben were busy setting up the tent, and Gwen was looking at the leaves, collecting a few for this scrapbook she was making. After all the camp preparations were complete, Ben decided to take a walk in the woods.
"Don't go to far. There's cougars in these mountains." Max warned his grandson, though he knew in the back of his mind that Ben wasn't going to care. Gwen rolled her eyes and took it upon herself to follow Ben incase he got caught in some crazy misadventure. With a kiss on her grandfathers cheek, Gwen followed Ben.
Finally having a moment alone, Max went back into RV and locked himself in the bathroom. In the cramped space of the bathroom, Max undid his pants and practically shoved his hand into his underwear, needing to feel the sweet pressure on his aching cock. He hissed through clenched teeth, needing to feel release. But this was no good. He could never get off by himself. Leening his large frame against the door, he slid down half way, his hand still on his hard shaft. He brought the images of his two Lolitas to mind.
Mel. Tall, lithe, so ripe for corruption and well on her way there.
Kaleigh. Pleasantly plump, versatile, and so adept at what she did.
The vision of them made Max moan as he recalled all of his sexual escapade with them, separate or together. Once, he and Mel were in a fancy hotel room. She wore this rose colored negligee that showed off her body in all the right ways. She had given him this robe of hers' that was so see through it didn't even really qualify as clothing. He held her in his lap as the sat at the large bedroom window. He feed her chocolate covered strawberries.
"Mmmm... no wonder those things are an aphrodisiac." Max thought as he stroked himself. The way Mel took each morsel into her mouth had driven Max over the edge. He took her hard that night, as he recalled. He had already taken he virginity, so he was rougher with her that time than he was on their first time. He remembered his first time with Mel. It was in the shower at her home. By then he had lost any illusions that these two were still pure little girls, so he wanted to return the sentiment. The way Mel moaned was music to Maxs' ears.
Mel was still learning, but Kaleigh, for all intents and purposes, could teach intercourse as a collage curriculum. She was no whore, no sir. She was just well read. The first time with Kaleigh was something he wouldn't soon forget. It was in the new bath houses at Club Elysium. Max thought he was going to get some alone time to relax, but Kaleigh had other plans. She had snuck in before him and hid herself underwater. She had swam up to him and teased his manhood while still submerged. When she revealed herself, Max had no choice but to take her right then and there. He would've died from the agonizing pressure she had made in him. They made love in the private bath that was off limits except to high paying customers. But Max was sure Moonie wouldn't mind if he used it for free.
Back to himself, Maxs' hand worked furiously on himself, the sweet exstacy of release so close and yet still so far away. It wasn't enough, he needed more! His eyes rolled into his head, trying to think harder of his exploits with Mel and Kaleigh.
"Ohhh, yeah..." Max growled low, licking his lips. "That night..."
The night in question was when Max had dropped off Ben and Gwen with their Great Uncle Thomas for the night. Max had gone back to the RV, having decided to jog the distance. He took a shower, unaware that he was being watched the whole time. Mel and Kaleigh were at the window, giggling as they had watched him undress and clean himself. He had been asleep when the snuck inside and toyed with him. In his dreams, Kaleigh was riding his manhood while Mel was positioned over his face, her secret place open for him to come inside. He slid his tongue inside her, lapping at her little nub of nerves and making her squirm and whimper. When he had woken up, he saw his dream girls in the bare, naked flesh. Though what they had done wasn't as hot as his dream, they had made up for that later that night.
He told the girls about his dream, and they were happy to oblige him. Kaleigh took her place at his manhood, and Mel balanced herself on her knees as Max positioned her at the right angle. When Max slipped inside Mel, she made the most enduring sound Max could remember. It was something that sounded like a kitten mewing and the wind sweeping against the trees. Kaleigh shimmied and danced on his shaft, making an erotic display of herself. Then they both got the idea of timing their movements to his thrusts. Each movement caused a tremor to rip through all of them. In not time at all, Max felt his orgasm tear through him, and the girls came in time with him, spilling their love juices all over his body...
Max came full force, his cock spraying his hot seed all over the bathroom wall. He slid down to the floor, panting and gasping, in disbelief that he could cum so hard at his age. He suddenly fell back as the bathroom door was opened. From his vantage point he could see the grinning faces of Mel and Kaleigh looking down on him with hungry eyes and watering mouths. Kaleigh looked at Max then looked into the bathroom, her eyes widening at the sight of the cream shower he had given the place.
"Max, baby. You been holding out on us."
"That's for sure." Mel added. Max grunted as he got up and straighten up his pants.
"Well, what else is a man supposed to do when he doesn't have any women around?" The girls laughed a little. Max then took notice of what they were wearing. Mel and Kaleigh had made cheerleader outfits from the same material and pattern as his shirt. They even had matching pom poms. Max was suddenly turned on all over again.
"Nice outfits, ladies." Max said sensually. The two giggled and brought their pom poms to their faces, hiding themselves from the nose down.
"I guess it's a good thing that we got here when we did." Mel said. Max raised an eyebrow.
"Pardon me?"
"We ran into Gwen on the way over and she said she was happy that we were finally gonna help take the stick out , so to speak." Max almost fell on his face.
"You mean to say that Gwen knows about us?!" Mel and Kaleigh shrugged and nodded.
"Well, yeah. She's a smart kid, Max. Don't underestimate her." Mel said. Max rubbed the back of his head, amazed that Gwen knew the whole time and hadn't expressed any disgust.
"So..." Kaleigh began. "What dirty little thoughts were you getting off on in there?" Max leered at his precious little geisha girls. Each so unique, each so dear to him. Max had an idea forming in his still sharp mind.
"Have either of you done it in a tent?"
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"How long do we have to stay out here again?" Ben asked for the millionth time. Gwen looked up at the setting sun.
"About two more hours, I'd say." Ben grabbed his head and hollered.
"What is Grandpa doing?! What is so secret that he can't share it with us?!" Gwen burst out laughing at that last comment. If only he knew...
A sudden cry ripped through the stillness of the forest. Ben thought it sounded like a pack off wild dogs in heat. Gwen glanced back in the direction of the RV, smiling.
"I think Grandpa is going to be in a better mood, tomorrow."
"What makes you say that?" Ben asked. Gwen just took off running, hoping to keep her cousin distraced long enough for her grandfather to have his fun.