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Stan’s Got A New Cologne	By : JamesRyder Category: +1 through F > American Dad Views: 7977 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Steve was so nervous he was shaking as he got ready for his date with Debbie, his thick goth girlfriend. He was hoping that tonight would lead to him at least getting to feel her up. They had been dating for months and had only made out a little and his teenage hormones were screaming for more. This time she had invited him to come out to the graveyard at night with her and he knew graveyards made her hot.
He had tried to dress as dark and brooding as he could but for him that meant dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt with the Dragon Scuffle logo on it in gold. Steve had considered asking Rodger if he could raid his closet of costumes but decided against it.
“Oh crap,” Steve yelled as he went over all the things he had done to get ready in his head. “I forgot to get cologne.”
He started freaking out and thinking he had ruined everything with this one mistake. High-strung was an understatement when it came to Steve and his hormones made it ten times worse.
His mind was racing until a thought struck him that was so simple he felt like the world’s biggest idiot to not have thought of it immediately.
I’ll just use some of dad’s cologne, he thought as he headed to his parents room. He wouldn’t care as long as I get some.
With that justification firm in his mind he strode into his parents room and immediately spotted a bottle sitting on his father’s dresser. He felt a new found confidence as he picked up the bottle and sprayed both sides of his neck.
His new found confidence made him make a decision he thought he would never make. He decided to go ask for advice from the biggest slut he knew. His sister Hayley.
Steve practically jogged down the hall not wanting to lose his nerve before he managed to ask her what girls want. He was so laser focused he didn’t even stop to nock as he opened her bedroom door and walked in.
“What the fuck Steve?” Haylee yelled as he barged in.
Steve froze in his tracks and was about to turn and run but he watched Haylee sniff the air. She seemed to pause before she looked up at him again with a strange look in her eyes.
“I… uh… I,” he stammered trying to think of a good exit strategy before deciding to just go for broke. “I was hoping you could tell me what girls want. You see, I have this date with Debbie–“
“And you’re nervous,” Haylee interrupted him. “You want to get some but you’re overthinking it and your nerves are shot.”
“Basically,” he admitted relieved she hadn’t brought up the fact he thought she was a slut in deciding why he had come to talk to her.
“Close the door.”
Steve was taken a back by that but did as he was instructed. He closed the door and as he turned back to look at Haylee he watched her get to her feet and stride towards him. He wasn’t sure why but the look in her eyes and the sway of her body got him hard. He couldn’t believe his sister made him hard and he briefly wondered if he was a sicko.
“Every girl is different,” she told him as she circled him. “The only common factor that every girl I know likes in confidence.”
“Oh,” Steve sighed thinking this must be some dig at him being nervous.
“So let’s give you some,” Haylee whispered in his ear as she reached down and opened the zipper of his jeans. “A little… confidence.” She walked around in front of him and dropped to her knees before pulling out his hard cock.
Steve stood frozen. He wasn’t sure what was going on. He figured this was some sort of trick or prank. Any minute she would either call him a pervert and throw him out of her room with his hard cock still on display or she would make some unwarranted cruel joke about the size of his dick. Although in reality, even at 14, Steve’s cock was as big and thick as his fathers. Well hung ran in their DNA apparently.
What he hadn’t expected was what happened next. Haylee leaned in close and ran her tongue up Steve’s shaft before opening her mouth and engulfing his cock. She swallowed it entirely until her lips brushed against his balls and held it there until Steve felt her throat begin to spasm around it and he almost lost his footing.
Steve briefly considered how wrong this was. His first sexual experience, not counting the experimenting he and his friends had done on their sleepovers, was at the hands of his own sister. What was worse is he was lusting for it and that added to his growing feelings of perversion and shame.
All those thoughts though fled his brain as Haylee backed her head up and began bobbing up and down on his cock. She twirled her tongue as she pulled back and then would ram her own head back down with a steady pace.
He tried to focus but was soon lost in the amazing feeling of her wet, warm mouth hugging his cock. He quickly stopped caring that she was his sister and soon only cared about making this feeling last as long as he could.
Steve reached down tentatively and put his hands on his sister’s bobbing head. Slowly he started applying pressure to try and control the pace and Haylee made no move to stop him and his confidence grew. As his confidence grew so did his desire for control and he started to grip Haylee’s hair to control her head.
“God Haylee,” he moaned as he shoved her head down. “This is the best.”
Haylee just moaned her response, but it was muffled by the cock in her mouth. Steve let go of her hair and grabbed her headband instead. He used it almost like the reigns of a horse to control her head movements and on instinct began to thrust forward with his hips as well. She did her best to keep up and surrendered total control to Steve keeping her own hands at her side as he fucked her face.
“I don’t know how much longer I can go.” Steve groaned the words not wanting the feeling to end but also wanting to give her fair warning he was close to cuming.
Haylee reached up and pulled her down the shoulder straps of her tank top so she could free her tits. She pointed at them, and Steve got the point immediately. She wanted him to cum on her tits.
The perverse thought was the last little nudge Steve needed and he felt his balls begin to tighten. He yanked her head back hard and his cock came out with a wet pop. He managed to get a hold of it and aim it at her chest just in time.
Steve groaned and Haylee moaned as spurt after spurt of hot thick cum shot out of his cock and all over her exposed tits. Haylee just let it sit there and made no move to clean herself up.
“Feeling more confident now?” Haylee cooed the question to him.
“Yeah,” Steve admitted. “That was amazing.”
“Well,” Haylee reached up and took a bit of his cum on one of her fingers before sliding it in and out of her mouth licking it clean. “If Debbie doesn’t give it up when you get back come and see me again. I have two more holes you can get some confidence from.”
Remembering his date Steve quickly stuffed his softening cock back into his pants and without answering he rushed out of her room. As he closed her door behind him he saw her lay on her floor and undue her pants. The last sight he had of her she was jamming one hand down her panties and beginning to moan.
Steve felt his cock twitch in response, and he bolted down the stairs and out of the house to go meet Debbie knowing if she turned him down tonight he would be back to take up Haylee on her offer.

The sun had set as Steve made it to the cemetery. He knew where Debbie would be and made a b-line for the mausoleum she liked to sit in front of. He was worked up and desperate to get his dick wet again. He also couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened before he left his house. He had been so caught up in it he just went with the flow and Haylee had just taken control of the situation.
Steve tried to come up with some reasoning behind her sudden and drastic shift in attitude towards him. He couldn’t work it out but decided it was all on her anyway since she made the first move. He had come in there for advice. She had turned it into a blowjob. That was on her and that’s how he justified it to himself for now.
By the time he saw Debbie dressed in her purple dress and black makeup he had gotten right with what had happened and recalling it had made him hard as a rock. He rushed over hoping to still be exuding this new confidence when she first laid eyes on him.
“Hey Steve.” Debbie smiled warmly as she looked up at him.
He watched her look him up and down twice and then watched as her nostrils seemed to flair momentarily. It was so quick he wasn’t sure if he had imagined it or not.
“You look nice,” she said with a raise of her eyebrows.
“So do you,” Steve managed. “I love that dress on you.”
“Aw, that’s too bad.” Debbie practically pouted and Steve was taken aback for a second. He watched as she slipped the straps off her shoulders, stood up, and let the dress fall. “Because I wasn’t planning on wearing it too long.”
Steve stared open mouthed as Debbie stood in front of him wearing nothing but a pair of black panties. His dick was so hard it started to ache. He noticed that she didn’t make a move towards him, so he let his lust and raging hormones take over. He walked right up to her, grabbed her hair, and used it to pull her in for a sloppy kiss.
Debbie pulled away and looked into his eyes with a look he had never seen before. “Hit me,” she told him with a low voice.
“What?” Steve was wrongfooted by what she had just said. She had never asked him to be rough with her let alone hit her.
“I want you to hit me.” She shuddered in pleasure as she described what she wanted to him. “Hit me, beat me, slap me, spit on me, call me worthless, and just fucking use me. Any way, any hole, as hard and long as you want. I want you to treat me like a useless fucking whore and make me beg for more as I scream for you to stop.”
Steve hesitated for a second as he briefly wrestled with the idea that she was basically asking him to rape her. Then his lust made the very valid point that it wasn’t rape if it was what she wanted, and the matter was settled.
Debbie looked at him with puppy dog eyes as he stepped up, raised his hand, and back handed her across the face. As soon as his knuckles connected with her cheek he felt a perverse rush of power he had never felt before. The rush was like a first hit of a drug, he was euphoric, and he wanted more.
“Stupid fucking cunt,” he hissed in her face and the look of lust in her eyes drove him even further. He punched her in her stomach, and she fell to her knees gasping. “While you’re down there bitch, why don’t you make yourself useful?”
He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly, and pulled down his pants and boxers low enough to free his hard cock. He slapped her in the face with it for emphasis and she reached up to take it in her hand and guide it to her mouth.
Debbie screamed in pain as Stive kicked her right between her legs. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back so far that she was looking straight up and her back was arched. He spit right on her face and then leaned in close.
“Did I say grab my cock?” He slapped her in the face with his cock before she could answer. “No, I said make yourself useful.”
Steve let go of her hair and stood in front of her. This time she simply opened her mouth and moved herself forward to take his cock into her mouth. As soon as the head was past her lips Steve grabbed her head and rammed himself into her. He felt like an animal, and he was loving the feeling of getting to take whatever he wanted.
Debbie was gagging hard, and her eyes were tearing up, but this was exactly what she wanted so she also let go of a moan. Steve heard it and he ripped his cock out of her mouth so fast it sucked the air from her lungs, and she gagged, gasped, and almost puked. Before she could catch her breath there was a hand around her throat squeezing hard.
“Who the fuck told you to enjoy this?” Steve hissed the question into her ear as he pushed her down on her back by her throat into the cool wet graveyard grass.
“No one,” she managed to choke out as he squeezed her neck.
He tore off her panties and held them in front of her face. He balled them up. “That was a rhetorical question. Let me help you know when to talk.” He pushed the balled-up panties into her mouth and clamped his hand over it. “If I pull these out you can talk again.”
Steve lined himself up with her soaked pussy and thrust in with the same brutal force he had used to face fuck her just moments before. Debbie screamed into her makeshift gag and Steve reached up and yanked on one nipple hard before slapping the other tit.
He set a brutal pace and felt her slide slightly across the grass as he kept pounding away. Steve grabbed her throat to choke her and also to try and get more leverage to fuck her even rougher. He wanted to hear her scream into the gag some more but as he felt her get wetter and wetter her screams turned into grunts and then moans of pleasure. He slapped her hard across the face and slammed her head down into the dirt.
“What did I tell you about enjoying this?” He growled into her ear as he took out every aggression he had ever bottled up on her. He rammed into her as hard as he could, but she just moaned louder. “Of course a slut like you would enjoy getting your pussy pounded, but let’s see if we can get a scream from you anyway.”
Steve pulled out of her and stood up. He looked down at her writhing form as he contemplated his options. A wicked idea formed in his head, and he reached down to pull her up to her feet by the hair. Once she was standing on shaking legs he half marched and half pushed her over to the mausoleum entrance and then through the double doors.
“You like the dead so much,” he growled as he spun her and pushed her over the stone coffin in the center of the mausoleum. “Let’s see if we can wake some up. You won’t need this anymore,” he added as he pulled the soaked panties from her mouth.
He held her down on the coffin and lined himself up with her asshole. As he shoved forward as hard as he could she let out with an ear-piercing shriek at the violation of her tight dry hole. The only saving grace for Steve was her pussy juices had lubed his cock enough that the friction didn’t hurt him.
“There’s the scream I wanted to hear.” He finally managed to get himself completely buried in her ass and didn’t hesitate to pull back all the way and ram himself back in.
Enjoying her screams he set a brutal pace and each screech was punctuated by the slap on his hips connecting with her plump ass cheeks. As he pounded away he held her down and laid in a few body shots to her back with his forearm and elbow.
“Please,” Debbie screamed as he brutalized her.
The sound of her screaming and begging was finally too much for Steve and he thrust deep into her with one final motion as he felt his balls tighten. The feeling of cuming in her ass was the most exquisite feeling he could have hoped for. He pulled out of her ass with a wet pop and looked down to see his cock wasn’t getting completely soft.
“That was amazing,” Debbie moaned as Steve’s cum began to dribble out of her ass. “I’ve never been fucked that good.”
“Who said it was over,” Steve growled as he grabbed her hair and pulled her back off the coffin. He spun her around before shoving her into a seated position with her back against the coffin and dangled his cock in her face. “Clean me off and suck me until I’m hard again.”
Debbie didn’t hesitate to obey and was busy sucking his cock as best she could while Steve looked down at her. This new sense of power and control was amazing to him, and he knew he would be hard again soon.
“We’re not going to be done until I’ve cum in all three of your slutty fucking holes.”

He ended up leaving her a cum filled mess in the mausoleum when he was finally spent. She could barely move but she told him to leave her there so he figured she would recover soon and make her own way home. As he walked home in the cool night air he considered everything that had happened.
Steve finally began to think about why all this had happened. He had dressed different but that had never gotten this type of reaction before. His confidence was definitely a factor with Debbie but that didn’t explain what had happened with his sister.
As he went over the events leading up to his encounter with Haylee for anything out of the ordinary he froze. Dad’s new cologne, he thought. That had to be it but before he could be sure he would have to run an experiment.
The rest of the walk home was spent forming a plan to test his theory.
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