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T.M.N.T. cartoon sex story: Raphael’s Chains. Chapter II.

Both turtles backed away from the captive. Raphael looked helpless now, frustrated, his cock standing erect craving for attention. His body was tense and shaking, his hands squeezed in fists, his respiration rapid and deep. His hips bucked in the air but he had nothing to connect to. Like a master of ceremony, Leonardo took a step forward.

“You are in our power. If you want release, you are going to do exactly as we say. You don’t get to ask questions, you don’t get to refuse. If we ask for something, you say “Yes master.” Are we clear?”

Raph felt reduced to a shell of his former self. His brain was clouded by his arousal and by now, all he wanted to cum blissfully. But twist as he might, there was no satisfaction for the horny turtle.  He understood the situation all too well and knew that refusing would only lead to more arousal and frustration until he caved under the pressure. He lowered his eyes to the ground and he answered in a whisper: “Yes master.”

“I didn’t hear you slave,” Leonardo said, his own voice strong and contrasting to Raph’s. The chained turtle had a sarcastic reply ready to go, but wisely decided that it would only make things worst.

“Yes master,” he repeated, this time a little louder. Leonardo was satisfied and he snapped his fingers. With Raph now broken under their will, the turtles were free to let loose their inhibitions on him. They had already called dibs before they had entered the room. They lowered the chains, enabling Raph to fall on his knees. Just the position they wanted him to be in. Read the rest of this entry »

T.M.N.T. cartoon porn story: Raphael’s Chains. Chapter I.

When Raphael finally woke up, his whole body felt heavy and he couldn’t quite make out the contour of objects in the dim light. Things were half dark and half blurry, but he would worry about that later; for now, he had more important things to worry about. His hands were tied to chains and raised above his head. If he had the energy, perhaps he could wiggle his way out, but something had drained him and he was still recuperating.

The decor was getting more precise by the moment, though not much brighter. Being that he travelled through the underground so often, he could recognise the décor enough to know where he was. The brick walls and ambient humidity were unmistakable and he also knew that the floor under his feet was stone as well, even though it was covered by a rug. He looked at his chains and saw them leading to levers which could be turned to loosen or tighten. If he had his sais, he might have been able to free himself, but he was naked. Even his shell had been stripped away from him when he was unconscious.

As he was about to stand to get better leverage on the chains, the turtle heard noise in the distance. Immediately, Raph fell inert, eyes closed, preferring to still play unconscious, the only trick card he had left in his repertoire. He heard the steps on the damp floor approaching. His head was still foggy and so he didn’t quite know how many there were, but he knew that they walked barefoot as shoes would have made a more distinguished sound. He could hear them chatting amongst themselves, whispering and laughing softly but the captive couldn’t make out what they were saying.

“Awww, he’s still asleep,” a cheery voice said as they entered the room. There was some movement and the chains attached to his arms were pulled, stretching him a bit to get a reaction but Raphael did not want to give them the satisfaction. He felt his arms and muscles tense up from the strain and he forced himself to keep a passive face. After a while, the chains loosened again though his hands were kept in the air. Read the rest of this entry »

FAMILY GUY

Mother daughter and Dog Bonding

 The Griffin family has become a very close family a really close family over the last few weeks. Although they may not appear close in public together all that often Lois and her teenage daughter Meg are very much ‘close’ but not in a mother daughter way. When Meg had her breast implants her mother was the first person there to see how real they felt and how soft they were to the touch. And when Kevin Swanson died fighting in Iraq it was her mother who consoled with hugs and kisses.

Of course many mothers and daughters are close but few are as close as these two after all how many mothers and daughters have kissed on live tv? How many have taken nude photo’s of one another to carry around in pocket-books? And, how many have had sex with each other tongued fingered and fisted each other? How many? Not many I’ll tell you!

On this occasion the fun was hotter and harder than usual. It was Lois’s birthday and because of that her daughter had agreed to let her mother do whatever she wanted. Her mothers wicked smile had immediately alerted her daughter Meg to lie face down on the bed and arch her back pushing her hair less wet pussy between her smooth thighs. She grabbed her thighs and butt and spreading the flesh wide to expose her tight wet cunt further and allow her mother’s large black rubber strap on cock better access to the entrance of her tight wet hot cunt.

Meg lay still on the bed her well rounded white ass in the air as her mother slammed the large black rubber strap on cock hard into her tight wet pussy from behind. Twelve inches of sheer black ribbed rubber dildo slid in and out of Megs tight wet teenage cunt. “Oh yeah, don’t stop mum.” She begged her face being pushed into the mattress her hands squeezing her new enlarged tits hard. “Cum on my cock!” her mother shouted as she was thrusting deeper and leaning forward and biting her teenage daughter’s shoulder her hands gripping her hips. Meg felt her mothers breasts press against her back it always made her feel good. The thick black rubber cock in her tight wet cunt made her feel even better. Feeling the bulbous cold rubber head thrusting deeper into her cunt and stretching her wet cunt out…

Her mother then started to push herself up her daughters  body changing her angle of penetration pushing the rubber dildo down against her daughters  g spot making every stroke run a huge length of the black rubber ribbed cock across the front wall of Megs tight wet pussy. The pleasure she was give to her daughter was almost unbearable for Meg who always had multiple orgasms as she came for the first time that day. Her mother was now sliding slow and easy in and out of her tight wet hot cunt. Read the rest of this entry »

Cartoon porn story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter V.

On the other side, Nudist Smurf was observing the puckered hole, sliding his hands along the round mounts of the ass cheeks, and his finger along the crevice, stopping to push it partially inside the rim. He could feel the tightness of it and the resistance it offered. He spat in his hand and on his fingers and tried it again, sliding his finger slowly in, making sure he didn’t hurt his friend.

But the submissive smurf’s moan only encouraged him to go further. He pushed his chubby finger slowly, turning it around to stretch the orifice. He could feel the ring spasming around his finger and loosen, if only a little. But it was enough to make Nudist Smurf confident. He spat in his hand some more and added his spit to the drying natural lubricant the earlier blowjob had provided. And then he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance.

The gay smurf had only sucked one other cock in his life, but he was immediately addicted. He couldn’t explain it, it was like it entranced him with its smell, its taste. The length was perfect, the ball sack hairless. He could use his hands and rub Smurf all around, lick and kiss and make his mate shiver with pleasure. Smurf’s ecstasy was in the gay smurf’s hands and he was willing to put his all in making it the best experience Smurf ever had. And from the cries of passion, he knew he was succeeding at it.

And then, Nudist Smurf thrust his hips and penetrated his cock between the chubby blue mounds surrounding the eager hole. And at that moment, time stopped for the gay smurf. He lifted his head up from the surprise and took a deep breath. He had never felt anything like it before. But he knew instinctively what to do. As time resumed, he retracted himself from the cock, and pushed again against Nudist Smurf. And Nudist Smurf needed no further encouragement to proceed. He grabbed the smurf’s hips and rhythmically started to thrust in and out of the tight hole. Read the rest of this entry »

Family Guy part 6

Spying on the Neighbors

Note to readers

Joe Swanson can walk

Peter Griffin had his usual late night shower and had gone to his bed totally naked as he did every night with his wife. He waited for the light to come on in the room opposite his in the next door neighbor’s house. The shades were up giving him a clear view of his next door neighbor’s daughter’s entire room. Joe Swanson his friend and next door neighbor’s daughter Susie was in the room like every other night standing in front of her bedroom mirror brushing her long blond hair which went all the way down to her little tight ass.

She spent every other night brushing her long blond hair for around 20 to 30 minutes and then she would strip her cheerleaders top and skirt off very slowly like she knew someone was watching her through her window. She would start by slowly sliding her skirt down her hips and letting it fall to the floor. Under her skirt was a pair of white cotton school panties which had a damp spot where she had been rubbing her juice wet cunt all day.  Peter Griffin’s thick cock was at full erection as he lay their watching her every move. Without knowing it he was slowly stroking it in long slow movements as she bent down.

Susie slowly slid her fingers into the sides of her new fresh white cotton school panties and pushed them down her long smooth legs. As she bent over to pick them up her butt was exposed to his hungry view and he could see her hair less cunt. He caught a quick glimpse of her pink hairless cunt which looked just ripe to eat. She slowly lifted them up to her nose so she could smell her own pussy juices that where on them from the finger fucking she had gotten from the schools quarter back who just happened to be her brother.

She was now removing her red and white cheerleader top and shrugging it off her shoulders and then she let it fall to the floor with the other pieces of her cheerleading clothing. She then reached around and unsnapped her white cotton sports training bra which held her well endowed teenage breast. As it slid slowly down her arms to the floor he could see her in the mirror as she massaged her beautiful firm tits and stroked her large round dark nipples. He could not take his eyes from her as he watched her rub them and examined them in the mirror what firm young breasts she had he thought to himself. Read the rest of this entry »

Cartoon sex story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter IV.

Smurf licked and sucked, making a slobbering noise. He licked the length of it, kissed it all around, sucked the tip and tasted the overflowing juices. With his hands, he rubbed the naked smurf, touched his chest, his thighs and even his butt cheeks. His breathing was loud and betrayed his lust for the smurf.

Nudist Smurf’s mind had blanked for a moment, the overwhelming sensation of Smurf’s touch and mouth getting the best of him. He felt his knees weakening and grabbed his friend’s head in an effort to remain still. It made the gay smurf slip the cock deeper in his mouth, for which he didn’t mind at all. Unwillingly, Nudist Smurf’s hips starting bucking, wanting to keep his friend’s mouth more and more, deep the warmth as much as he could.

The tempo increased as Nudist Smurf thrust faster into the moist mouth. He had never expected such a sensation, and had completely forgotten about where he was. The smurf could feel a tingle in his balls, the forecast of release. Smurf could see that his friend was nearing orgasm and he used his hands to help him, stroking the foreskin of the cock as he sucked the top of it. He could hear Nudist breathing more rapidly and deeply, moaning softly, lost in his world of lust. And the gay smurf wanted nothing more than to drink his love juices.

And finally he did as the nude smurf cried of relief and pleasure and came, shooting his load into the eager mouth of the smurf. His grasp on the head was tighter than ever and his hips bucked with every shot he sent. The gay smurf avidly swallowed the juices, enjoying the sweet taste of it. After the fifth, his tense body finally lost all of his strength and fell limp on the ground. The gay smurf crawled to his mate and cleaned the cock head with his mouth, making the other smurf giggle at the sensation.

“That was… I never felt anything like it,” the nude smurf said, still panting heavily, as the other smurf finished his clean up job. Read the rest of this entry »

Bart slowly began stroking his best friends erect penis. He had noticed the distress on Milhouse’s face and knew that he would have to act quickly or he would not get the chance to receive a blow job from his friend’s full lips.

 Bart smiled at Milhouse “Does that feel good?”

 Milhouse returned Bart’s smile, “Yeah, how does it feel when I do it to you?”

 Bart then removed his hand from his friend’s groin area and got off the bed. Bart then quickly removed his clothing, quickly returning to his position on the bed with his legs spread wide apart and his boyhood stiffly standing alone.

 “It feels great but I think it would feel better if you gave me one of those blow jobs or whatever they’re.” stated a now sex craving Bart.

 Milhouse didn’t know how Bart had become so daring. Milhouse hoped that since he was the one that actually researched what gay sex was he would be the one getting the blow jobs.

 “Come on dude you know you want my cock in your mouth maybe if you’re luck I will let you swallow my jizz,” encouraged Bart. Read the rest of this entry »

Note to readers you have been asking for a story like this one i found this story on another website so hope it is what you have been looking for.

 This story was written by ( wilcox )

Lois Griffin was following her usual afternoon routine after she’d dropped off her evil baby son Stewie at his playgroup. What with her husband Peter at work and Chris, their son, and Meg, their daughter, off to school, it was her private time for a nice leisurely bath. Refreshed, she came out of the bathroom wearing only her robe and went into her bedroom to change.

The family dog, Brian, had been into Peter’s beer again and when he heard her coming out of the bathroom, he followed Lois into her bedroom. He had a good buzz on and his constantly horny nature was kicking into overdrive as he realized that he was all alone with object of his carnal dreams. His eyes were on her constantly lately, drinking in her lush form. Her full jiggly breasts and firm round meaty ass bent over before him were in his mind as he heard her in the bathroom.

He’d had a number of accidents in the house recently and had been sent to see a therapist who convinced him that he was secretly in love with Lois and wanted to mate with her. When he’d broached the subject with Lois she’d told him that there was no way, but when he’d pressed her she’d uttered, “maybe … if I was really drunk.” That told him that she would, he just had to take matters in to his own paws when the time was right … and that was right now.

Lois turned at the sound of the door being closed and locked. “Brian, you shouldn’t be in here now. I’m not dressed. What are you up too?” she asked. “Ohh, about ten inches,” Brian replied with a wicked gleam in his eye as he pulled Lois’s robe off her shoulders, allowing it to fall onto the floor behind her. “I bet you’d like to find out how it would feel to have a real cock for a change?”

Lois was shocked, as she stood there naked before the horny family dog. Her eyes moved down and she saw his big doggie cock start to emerge from its furry sheath. She tried to control the moment as she turned and bent down for her robe. “Look Brian, we’ve been over this,” she said. “I’m a married woman and you’re the family dog. There’s no way that I…” Read the rest of this entry »

Adult cartoon story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter III.

And soon all four were on their way. They all knew the path, they had travelled it many times before. Usually when they travelled, the smurfs loved to talk, about anything and everything, but this time around the three smurfs felt a strange mix of curiosity and discomfort. They remained silent, lost in their thoughts, and Nudist Smurf respected it for a while. He had expected others to be affected and knew that he had to give them time to accommodate. After 10-15 minutes of walk however, he decided to encourage the discussion.

“You know, you can ask me questions.”

“Do we have to though?” one of the smurfs answered. He then precised his thought. “Not that we don’t want to talk with you or anything. It’s just that I understand why you decided to become a nudist. After all, you told us yesterday how you wanted to become different and unique, and now I guess you are.”

Nudist Smurf stopped and the others as well. They weren’t near any sarsaparilla bushes but now would be a good time to talk. And the third nameless smurf, who had not been there the day before, would understand the situation better as well. Because the naked smurf didn’t just want to stir controversy, he wanted to be understood and accepted as well. Read the rest of this entry »

FAMILY GUY Porn Story

Father, Daughter And Daughter’s Girlfriend Bonding – Take 2

Note for readers

This carries on from the end of part 3

Peter awoke later in the night to the sounds of his wife and daughter’s steamy love making and the sound of the family bed creaking it was such a still and silent night you could hear a pin drop and they where getting so carried away with what they where doing that they didn’t know how much noise they where making and how loud they where.

He was lying on his back but there was moonlight coming in through the living room window he didn’t want to move or turn his head in case they might hear him moving about and stop what they where doing as he was enjoying what he was hearing.  He tried hard to hear what they were doing or saying but it was too jumbled listen through the walls and ceiling all he knew was that his big long thick cock had come back to life and he had to stroke it.

Then there was a pause and he thought he heard someone at the top of the stairs or at least walking across the hall going towards the bath room. He felt very vulnerable lying there naked on the couch underneath the covers with his big cock in his hand ready to let lose his hot white sticky seed.

But then he felt the covers being moved back from his body.  What the hell was going on as he did not know who it was as he had his eyes shut and he did not want who ever it was to know that he was awake?  He almost bolted upright when he remembered that he was naked and holding his massive long thick cock in his hand but then he calmed himself and remembered that they thought that he was sleeping so whatever who ever where they up too. Read the rest of this entry »

Season 1

Episode 1

What Really Happened That Night

Requested by Meg

note to readers done quick to the plot of first episode so not quite sure if this story is ok.  Just a bit of fun but please let me know

The first thing Cartman noticed when he woke up was that he was unable to move anything but his arms.  He was lying naked on his back strapped down onto a cold metal surface.  He couldn’t see what was holding him down as his head was being kept in place by a black leather strap which was around his forehead.  He could however reach up behind his head but there were no buckles to release the straps that where fixed around his head.  They must have been under the cold metal table where he could not reach them.

Feeling his way around with his hands he found that there were two more straps pinning his shoulders to the cold metal surface.  It was something similar to a straight jacket harness he thought to himself with another joining strap running across his naked fat belly making the top half of him completely immobile.

His legs were attached with a larger wider black leather strap to the cold steel table which kept them from moving similar to an obstetrician’s stirrups.     He was able to reach around the back of his legs and feel for the buckles which must have been keeping the straps in place but he could not find anything there.  The harness holding his legs in place aloud him a little bit of movement if he twisted his fat ass but nothing that would allow him to free himself.  There was no way he was escaping from his imprisonment on the cold metal table without being intentionally released by whoever put him there in the first place.

He started to wonder how he had gotten here in the first place.  One minute he was enjoying a good nights sleep and that is the last thing that he could remember.  He was pretty confused and a little scared to end up where he was.

“So you are awake Cartman.” said a Alien voice.

If Cartman could have jumped off the table he would have.  As it was he pulled violently on the leather straps with the shock of hearing the alien speak.

“Sorry i didn’t mean to startle you.” the alien voice said.

“Who are you?  Where am I?” Cartman said.

“I am the person in charge and you are exactly where we want you.” “You’d be well advised not to speak unless you want something horrible to happen to you.”

The other aliens where quiet and looked very scary to Cartman.  But he could sense the purpose behind their silence and he felt certain that unless he played by their rules he might end up yet another missing person statistic.

“Mmmmm… A quick learner.” the Alien voice said.  “Well that should make the night go a little smoother for us all.”
He was feeling vulnerable very vulnerable not just because he was strapped down and motionless but naked as well, but because he was not able to see the other Aliens behind him.  Cartman did not know what the Alien was doing but he could damn well see a lot more of Cartman than he would normally let anyone see of him naked.  After a short while Cartman could hear the noise of several sets of feet on the steel floor.  It sounded like 3 or four people. Read the rest of this entry »

Cartoon porn story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter II.

He entered and was greeted by the elder who cordially offered him a seat and some tea. The room was very orderly, yet could just as easily not have been. It was a laboratory of sorts, filled with alchemy potions and walls packed with books of all types. Some of the potions were fuming with as diverse colors as the liquids which emitted them. Smurf had only seen the room once and still was deeply impressed by it. But he quickly remembered why he was there.

“Papa Smurf,” he said, taking the cup of tea the elder smurf was offering, “I… I want a name.”

The red garbed smurf sat in front of the nameless one and nodded gravely. Encouraged, Smurf related his tale of identity crisis and how he felt faceless among the community.

“I don’t feel like I have a purpose here. You lead, Handy does machines, Hefty is the strongest, Brainy… Well I’m not sure what Brainy’s purpose is, but he has a distinct personality, that’s for sure.”

“He’s a book worm,” Papa explained. “He helps me often with my research, more often than you see.”

“What do I do? What is my purpose?”

“Well, I know you are good at gathering food. You always bring some very flavorful ingredients. I know I can depend on you when I send you out to the forest. I also know that you enjoy those games of smurfball.”

Papa Smurf proceeded to describe the smurf in detail. He knew all of his likes and dislikes, his interests, his skills. It was as if the smurf had studied him all of his life, only Smurf knew that Papa Smurf had this kind of extensive knowledge on everyone in the village. It was heart warming, yet made him feel faceless at the same time. Read the rest of this entry »

FAMILY GUY Part 3

Note for readers

Sorry for the delay in finishing part 3 but i found it a bit hard going as i had planed to have the 3 females in the story but kept losing the plot so had to start againg from the start.  I think i have it right this time but let me know if i made a mistake.

The Morning After The Night Before

Or Mother Daughter Bonding

Peter fucked his daughter Meg faster and faster as he knew he was also getting close to coming.  His daughter wrapped her legs tightly around her father and her thighs tightened rigid around him.  Susie inserted a finger into Peter’s asshole and wiggled it with the result that his ass muscles bunched and he groaned loudly cumming in ecstasy cumming the most he had ever came inside of anyone even his wife Lois.  “That’s it Daddy come inside me give me your hot seed”  Meg cried out.  As spurt after spurt of his thick creamy white sticky globs of sperm hit the back of his daughter’s cunt. “Come with me dad come together!  YES !!!YES!!!!YES!!!THAT IT DAD CUM INSIDE ME.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               “Oh!”

From the hallway a door slammed.  “Honey I’m home” called Lois.  A pause.  “What’s all the commotion in there Peter?”  His daughters legs pulled him harder against her as his spasms subsided.  Susie wrapped an arm around her girlfriends father pushing her tits into his back her finger half buried in his fat asshole.  Sandwiched between the two girls unwilling to move even if he could Peter Griffin heard Susie say  “Hi Mrs Griffin.  How was your trip?” As Lois stepped into the bedroom just in time to see her young daughter in her last throws of ecstasy.

As soon as Lois entered the room she was dumbfounded!  but slowly she regained her senses and became aware of her surroundings and what was going on in front of her.  “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE”  she was over dramatizing a bit but evil thoughts already had begun to formulate in her aroused mind.  Meg and her father started to speak with the same words coming from their lips.

“I- I’m – we – where- just – I…”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP THE TWO OF YOU JUST SHUT IT!!!”

At that command they both went quiet though that didn’t stop either of them from trembling.  Tears were already flowing down her daughter’s cheeks.

“MEG, SUSIE you get yourselves into your bedroom room – – NOW!” she ordered them

“And you get yourself cleaned up and get your fat arse in the livingroom as that’s where you’ll be sleeping tonight and think yourself lucky.”  “I’ll deal with you in the morning.” she said to her husband.

Peter was relieved thinking that maybe once Lois had time to calm down that she wouldn’t be so rough on him.  As wrong as it was Lois knew that she wanted to take advantage of her daughter Meg.  Lois’s mind and her heart were racing.  Although Meg and Susie where only young  it wasn’t as if they where totally innocent she told herself.

Standing in her room Lois called Meg and Susie back into the room to try and find out just what was going on between them and her husband Peter.  Read the rest of this entry »

The  Smurfs porn  story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter I.

Smurf smiled as he was softly awakened by the warm rays of daylight filtering through his bedroom window. He yawned and stretched, his mind slowly shaking away the mist of slumber. He rubbed his eyes, turned and sat on the edge of his bed, scratching the sides of his body. A few steps brought him to the shower, which Smurf took long and warm. The morning shower was one of his favourite moments of the day, still half asleep but the warm water running along his blue skin gradually bringing him to full wake.

Once his shower over, Smurf traded his night cap and jammies for his daytime cap and pants. Already he could smell the goods being prepared by Chef Smurf for the breakfast through the open window. His mouth watered as he imagined all the pastries being prepared with fresh smurfberries picked only the day before. Lost in a hungry daze, he left his house and joined the several dozens of other smurfs already in line to receive their breakfast.

He started a casual conversation with Handy Smurf, who was talking about what plans he had for the day. The smurf couldn’t quite understand what the genius was saying, but he enjoyed conversing with him regardless, try to learn a bit of what made Handy special.

“I’m sorry, I tend to babble on and on when I’m talking about my inventions,” Handy apologized with a silly grin after a while. “What are you going to do today?” he asked as he grabbed his pastry.

“Me? Well the sarsaparilla reserves are running low so I’m probably going to be chosen get some more.” Read the rest of this entry »