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I woke up the next morning with both a smile and a horny pussy. How is it that after getting fucked three times yesterday, I could still wake up wanting more?! Just replaying yesterday's events in my mind... the look of Ben's face when I was naked in front of him... I craved more! I removed my sleeping mask and sat up in bed. I was still nude from having sex before going to bed, so I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and looked out the window door that led to the backyard/pool. It was beautiful outside, and the weather forecasts it will be all week. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I have to admit... I looked hot, lol. Hair a little messed up, nipples poking hard against my t-shirt, baggy shorts... not necessarily conventionally sexy, but sexy never the less. I walked out of my room to see if Ben was in the living room, but I could hear his games playing in the room he was staying in. I walked in and asked how he slept. He told me "I kept waking up, so I didn't get a lot of sleep". It didn't take long for him to notice my bra less t-shirt, as he paused the game to awkwardly stare. "I'm sorry to hear that" I replied. "I have sleeping pills you can take tonight, or would a sleep mask help?". He just kept looking at my tits (which I made sway by moving around a bit) and replied "nah, it's OK". I told him I was going to get a jump on my work, and that he could always take a nap if he wanted. I felt him staring at my ass again as I walked away. Once in my office it was difficult to focus on my work. I kept thinking about ways to let Ben see me in various states of being undressed, without making it obvious I wanted him to see. I wasn't sure how I'd make it happen, but I figured I'd take any opportunity I could find! I had to force my self to stop thinking about it so that I could get work finished and actually act on it! Once done I went to Ben's room, and he was on his bed looking at his tablet. He was so focused on what he was looking at that he didn't hear me walk up... and he had his cock in his hands. I slowly backed up so he wouldn't notice me, and once out of view I slipped my hand up my shorts and gave my pussy a quick rub. I didn't expect seeing his hard dick to turn me on so much! I didn't want to walk that way again and make him feel bad by catching him, so I went to my room to play with myself for a bit while thinking about what I just saw. My shorts were so loose around the legs that I could rub it easily... and then I realized that he could probably see my naked pussy easily if I laid just right. So I went through the bathroom, and knocked on his door in the shared bathroom. He waited a second and then told me to come in. He was still on his bed with his tablet, but he had his dick put away (although his erection was still very evident). I asked how he was doing, and he stared at my tits again and said he was good. I jokingly asked, "what are you looking at on the tablet, naked girls?". He turned red and said "no, just gaming stuff.". I looked at him with a smile and said "It's OK, it's normal for guys to look at porn online. There's no need for you to be embarrassed by it... it'd be weird if you didn't look at stuff like that, actually". He looked at me and said "I guess". I said "I was just teasing you, I fully expect you to look at stuff like that. It's not like you're a little kid. All adults look at stuff like that, and all adults masterbate". He looked at my face a little shocked when I said that last part. I smiled at him and said "yes, girls do too. Never feel guilty about any of that". He smiled at me at stared at my nipples trying to poke through my t-shirt. "Anyway" I said as I sat on his bed, "I was going to ask if you could help me with my left leg... it gets sore and needs to be stretched and rubbed sometimes. Would you mind helping me out?". He looked at my shorts and said "sure, no problem" with a small grin. I scooted back on the bed so my upper body was against the wall (making sure all the slack from my shorts was pulled to one side... making it easy to gap wide, which I pretended not to notice but I could see he did). I said "just push and pull the leg around slowly, but not to far that it hurts... I'll let you know if it does". He looked at me a bit confused and said "just move it around?". I said "yeah, like stretch it different ways, rotate it, stuff like that". He grabbed my leg (which instantly turned me on, because I knew the next step was him looking at my pussy) and said "sure". Of course the first thing he did was stretch my leg apart, which led to a fast open view of my naked pussy. It didn't take long for him to notice, as his eyes darted between my legs and staid there. The shorts were gaping so much I could feel the cool air on my pussy... I knew the shorts weren't obstructing his view at all, and he was clearly liking it. I felt so slutty, letting him spread my legs so he could look at my pussy... all while pretending I had no idea. I could see in his eyes he was looking at my pussy while moving my leg around in different ways so he could manipulate my pussy lips. I pulled out my phone and said something about checking today's news... but I just wanted him to think I was distracted so he could look at my pussy without concern of being caught. He started to bend my knee and push forward a bit, which I could feel make my pussy open up a bit. I kept staring at my phone and said "that feels good, go ahead and push hard like that". He didn't even look up at me, he just did it while keeping his eyes on the prize... and I could feel my pussy gap open, and I knew he had a great (and now closer view). I put my phone on silent, and snuck a picture to send to Peter. You could see in the picture that Ben was holding up my leg and looking down at my gaping shorts, and I sent it with the caption 'no panties '. Peter replied back and said "Mmmm you're such a good little slut tease". I figured it had probably gone on to long, although he didn't seem to want to stop for some reason... I said "Thanks, that really helped a lot". He said "no problem, anytime... just let me know". I told him I appreciated that. I said I was going to get in the hot tub and asked if he wanted to join me. He said he would and then paused and said "which bathing suit are you going to wear?". I actually hadn't thought about it, but decided to have some fun with it. I said "good question, let me see. Go ahead and change into your bathing suit, and I'll see if I can pick one out". I left his door and my door to the shared bathroom open, leaving a straight path as I went into my room. It took him no time at all to change into his swim shorts, and walk over and ask if I figured it out. I held up the first bathing I tried on in the dressing room, and the third one... "I'm not sure which one to try out first" I said, knowing he would suggest the first one, because it barely contained my tits. "Hmmm... "He said, as if he didn't know which one he'd pick. "Probably the first one". I acted nonchalant about it and said "OK, I'll meet you out there". I started to lift up my shirt, but he was still standing there, so I paused and jokingly said with a smile "go on, you little perv" and giggled. He smiled and went out the glass door to the backyard. Once I got out there, he was already in the hot tub. I walked up to the hot tub (careful not to move to quickly and have my tits exposed before I even got in), and slowly sat down across from Ben. "Ahhh... that'll help get the soreness out" I said as I settled in. I could see he was looking at my top, I'm sure hoping my boobs would fall out again. Ben said "this is really nice.... how often do you guys use the hot tub?". I said "at least a few times a week... whenever we're sore or just want to relax". I looked down at my top, seeing it was barely containing my nipples. "This is the first time I've worn a bathing suit in the hot tub... it's usually just Peter and I, so we don't usually bother putting one on. Ben smiled and said "feel free to go all natural, I won't mind". I smiled back and said "no way, Peter would kill me" and laughed. "You got lucky you got to see my tits pop out in the dressing room, that was enough". Ben smiled, knowing he saw a lot more than that, but didn't think I knew. I also knew I would "accidentally" fall out of my top again soon... I was just biding my time. Ben was quite for a bit, and suddenly said "Diana, can I ask... ah, never mind". Of course I wasn't going to let that go, I was way to curious. "It's OK Ben, you can ask me anything.... what is it?" Ben looked at me for a few seconds and said "you said girls masterbate... but do they do it as often as guys?" I smiled and said "honestly, not as often as most guys, but we do still enjoy it from time to time". Ben looked down and then back up to me and asked "how often do you?". I wasn't quite prepared for him to ask me that, but I did say he could ask me anything... I said "well... I probably shouldn't say this to you, but between the two of us... I do it a lot more often than most girls... I have a really high sex drive, and get aroused easily... and Peter's not usually around, so...". I paused and said "I really shouldn't be telling you this... but I know it'll stay between us". Ben smiled, and I noticed he was rubbing his crotch under the bubbles... it wasn't clear, but I could tell. I asked him "so... I told you about me... how often do you masterbate?". He sheepishly smiled and shrugged, then said "a few times here and there". I didn't want to embarrass him, so I told him "most guys your age do it multiple times a day... nothing to be ashamed of". I paused and then said "matter of fact, just between us, I did it this morning". I smiled, and he smiled back and said "I did too". I lifted my hand and said "Hi five", and he responded with a high five, and when he snacked my hand, I allowed my tits to pop out of my bikini to again... all it took was a little bounce. I acted like I didn't notice at first, while Ben obviously stared. I then looked down and said "when did that happen?". Ben smiled and said just now during our high five. I looked back down and saw one boob was completely out, and the other had just the nipple peek out. I blatantly hesitated to cover up while pointing out the "accident", saying "well, I guess you get to see them one more time" and giggled. He laughed as well while never taking his eyes off of my chest. I said "OK, that's enough" while slowly adjusting to cover them up. As I adjusted I said "I don't know why I bother, you've already seen them a couple times now", as I finally got them both covered. Ben was quick to reply to that, and said "I don't mind if you want to go topless. You did mention that you usually use the hot tub nude" with a witty smirk. I looked at him and said "True, but I can't be in here without my top while you're in here with me! Peter would freak" Been smiled, but also looked a bit disappointed. "Although" I said, "you have already seen my tits twice now... so maybe it doesn't matter at this point... as long as Peter doesn't know". Ben looked at me and said "It's settled then, let them free". I laughed and said "i guess.. I shouldn't... but fuck it.... it's just tits" and I removed the top. Ben looked like he was the happiest I've ever seen him as my tits were bare in front of him with my blessing. He said "yes, hi five" and lifted his hand in the air, and I in turn did the same. I said "I'm sure this goes without saying, but this is another secret between us... Peter would be upset that I'm showing you my tits" (of course Peter wouldn't mind, he'll probably be turned on when I tell him... he loves when I'm slutty, which only encourages me). Ben smiled and said "of course... and thanks for showing me your tits!". I didn't mean to say I was "showing" my tits to him... I should have worded that differently, like "I went topless"... but it was too late now, and he seemed very happy, so I enjoyed knowing I was now "showing". I asked him "what do you think of my tits? Are they too big or small? Are my nipples too big? As I lifted them toward him. He said he thought they were absolutely perfect... which I knew he really didn't have any real idea, what it was flattering regardless. I asked "have you ever thought about what my tits looked like before seeing them?". He shyly said "yeah... your nipples always poke through, so it's hard not to". We both laughed and after I moment I said "I can't believe I'm letting you stare at my tits!" To which he responded "me either, but I'm sure thankful!" With a grin. I said, "but don't get any crazy ideas. I'm not going to be getting naked or showing my pussy, ok?". He said, with a smirk "ok". He knew he had already seen me up and down... and I knew that I'd find ways to show him more, but that was my secret. I gently rubbed my pussy under the water, making sure he couldn't see, while he stared at my tits... and I could tell he was rubbing himself as well... he wasn't as subtle, but you could tell he didn't think I noticed. Have you ever been so horny that it makes your face burn and your stomach in knots?... because that's how I was feeling, and it worried me a bit, because I didn't want things to go to far. I decided to sit on the side of the hot tub to cool off a bit, but by doing so gave more of an unobstructed view. "I need some cool air, but I'll let my leg soak" I said while sitting above him, leaving my left leg in the water, and pulling up my right leg. This of course spread my legs, putting my covered crotch into view. I was feeling really turned on, and asked him "did you jerk off thinking about my tits after you saw them?. He got quiet and looked down, and then looked up at me and quietly said "yeah". I knew he had of course, but hearing him say it to me while looking at my tits... it just made my pussy ache really hard. I gave him a reassuring smile and said "that's OK... it's flattering really... I'd probably be a bit upset if you said no". He relaxed, and I felt like he was finally realizing he didn't have to worry about upsetting me. He smiled and said "it wasn't the first time I thought about you while doing it... but those tits sure helped me!" I was a bit surprised by his blunt honesty, but very glad to hear it. "I'm glad I could help" and jokingly said, "make sure to make a good mental note for later" while wiggling my chest. He said "I am!" As he, without shame, looked me up and down. He started staring at my crotch again, I'm sure thinking about the view he had earlier while stretching my leg. I tried to lighten things up a bit, and said "I see you looking toward my pussy, which is fine, but that's staying covered" in a joking tone. He looked up at my face and said "is it OK if I get a closer look, as long as it's covered?". I wasn't expecting that, and it threw me off because I just said it was fine to look... and I didn't want to make him feel like he did anything wrong. I said "sure... as long as it's covered... but," He scooted between my legs and interrupted me by saying "It's our secret?". I looked down as he openly stared at my covered pussy up close and said "exactly". I knew he had seen my pussy earlier, yet he was closely studying my crotch as much as he could. I looked down on him (who never stopped exploring me with his eyes) and said "wow... you really want to see my pussy, don't you?". Without looking away he said nodded yes, and then said "Is that ok?". I got really flustered, and wanted to pull the bottoms aside badly... but I wanted to play this out more. It was just day two of seven, and I was already blatantly showing my tits... I liked watching him sneak looks at me, I like teasing him, and I didn't want it to end just yet. I said "It's OK... but I can't show my pussy. Knowing you want to see it... well, honestly it makes me want to show it to you. Having you look at me turns me on too". He looked up at me and said "really?". I said "very much so... but I can't go to far, I'm already showing you my tits, which I never thought I'd do... but it makes me happy that you enjoy looking at me". Ben said "thank you for letting me look... I have more material to work with next time I jerk off" and smiled at me. I smiled back and said "I'm glad I could help... come on, let's go back inside the house". I stood up, leaving my top off, and walked down the steps. I turned around to see him stand up with a massive erecting in his shorts... I guess he couldn't hide it. He looked at me with a slight smile and said "sorry, but you did that to me". And we both laughed. I playfully shook my tits for him and said "you're welcome"...

Chapter 1 Meridian is my younger sister by two years. Since we were little she and I have been best buddies. For the most part we have always gotten along great together. I love playing games and hanging out with her. She's the happiest person I know and has the cutest smile and the most adorable laugh ever. She is so fun to be around and she's kind and friendly to everyone. As her older brother, naturally I enjoy teasing the hell out of her. I learned early on that I could get her all worked up pretty easy by kidnapping her dolls or holding her bears for ransom. I loved tormenting her just to get her to scream and chase me around the house, begging me to give them back. What I soon found out is that Meridian is quite a tease herself. She's also a fast learner. It wasn't long before she started taking my stuff to get me to chase her. She knew it really pissed me off and she always had a blast doing it. I didn't bother begging for anything though. I just tickled her until I could wrestle whatever she had back from her. It was all innocent fun until she turned 16 and started dating. That's when I realized what a sexy young woman she was becoming. Meridian's body had very nicely developed things that brothers shouldn't look at on their sisters. I found myself extremely aroused whenever I was near her. At the time, I thought as long as nobody else found out, what harm was there? And, oh, how I loved it. As her body got hotter and hotter, the more I wanted her. I took advantage of any opportunity that would fuel my fantasies. Spying on her through her bedroom window became a regular occurrence. She never grew out of being a tease and still had lots of fun taking my stuff to get me to chase her. I always pretended to be mad, but really I loved holding on to her from behind as she struggled to get away. She never seemed to notice, or at least care, when I'd slide my hands up and down her body, touching her inappropriately. Our older sister, Christie the bitch, saw us messing around one day and threatened to tell on us, well, mostly me. Christie's two years older and has bossed me around and blackmailed me constantly since I was 3. She is always looking for ways to get me in trouble and this was really not something I needed anyone knowing about, especially my parents, so that was the end of that. After high school, I enrolled in the nearby university where I have a scholarship that allows me to live on campus. I thought that living away from home and being around lots of girls would help me get over Meridian, but it hasn't. I still see her and my family quite often and she calls all the time to chat. My roommates love when she comes to visit. It's pretty obvious they all want to screw her. They always tag along wherever we go, showing off for her. Even though they act like dumbasses, it's actually a relief to have them around. I'm not sure I could control myself if the two of us were ever alone together. Two weeks after Meridian's 18th birthday I got an unexpected call from my dad. It came on a Friday morning just as I had returned from an early class. "Hi Dad, what's up?" "Your mom and I are leaving to go visit Christie for a few weeks. Meridian's got school so she can't come with us and she doesn't want to be home all by herself. Do you think you could come stay with her while we're gone?" I immediately felt light-headed. My heart started pounding and all the moisture in my mouth seemed to evaporate at once. Images of my sister lying on her back with her long legs in the air as I fucked her senseless flooded my mind. "Hey, you there?" Trying to suppress the excitement in my voice I replied, "Uh yeah, sorry Dad. I guess I can come and stay for a few weeks. What made you guys decide to go see Christie all of a sudden?" My older sister lives in Chicago which is like a four hour plane ride away and my parents hardly ever go there to visit. "Christie called last week and told your mom that she's due to have a baby any day now." "What? How the hell did that happen?" I blurted out. Now before you think I'm a complete moron, you have to understand that my older sister is more than just a bitch, she's a bitchy lesbian. She and her girlfriend Jessica have been living together in sin for the last three years. Both of them have declared their hatred for males and have refused to have anything to do with them. I can't imagine the carpet muncher letting a guy get his dick anywhere near her, let alone letting him put it where it needs to go to impregnate her. "I don't know, she won't tell us who the father is. Apparently the guy took off and disappeared. She's all alone now because Jessica moved out a while ago so your mom volunteered to go out there to help her. I figure I'll go too. I can work on my laptop from your sister's house and spend some time with my first granddaughter," my dad explained. "She's having a little girl, huh? You sound pretty excited. Aren't you mad?" My dad and mom are extremely religious and they believe it's one of the biggest sins ever to have premarital sex. They about had heart attacks when my sister announced she was a lesbian. They told her she was going to hell and refused to talk to her for months. You'd think that the announcement that she was having a baby out of wedlock would have killed them. They should be absolutely furious. "We all make mistakes," my dad said. Huh? Who the hell is this guy? He must be on something. Oh well, who cares? I was going to be alone with my little sister for three fucking weeks! "We'll already be in Chicago by the time you get home. I'll leave some money on the table. Meridian said she's going to the mall with some friends after school and that she'll be home around six o'clock. "Cool, maybe we'll get a pizza for dinner or something." "Sounds fun. Hey, we need to leave to catch our flight. Take good care of your sister." "Don't worry dad, I will." Hanging up the phone I thought to myself, yes, indeed I will. I arrived at about five o'clock in the afternoon at my parents' quiet and empty house. I parked my car and confidently strolled up the walk and through the front door. The next three weeks were going to be fucking awesome. I set my stuff down and headed into the bathroom to take a leak. As I drained the lizard I noticed them out of the corner of my eye. My sister had tossed her cotton panties and nightgown casually on the floor and they lay next to each other in front of the bathtub. I should have just put my dick back in my pants and hurried out the door, but that's not what sex-crazed perverts do. I picked up the panties and put the crotch to my face and deeply inhaled the pungently erotic smell of Meridian's sex. The effect of her scent on my brain was like an intense aphrodisiac and I began losing all reasoning abilities. I needed to get off and needed to now. Pants around my ankles, with the panties in one hand and my dick in the other I crossed the hall and went into Meridian's room. I lay down on her bed and began jerking off as I continued to breathe in the smell of her pussy. I pictured myself kneeling in front of her as she stood wearing these panties. I'd hold on to her ass while moving my face between her legs, enjoying her sexy smell as I licked her vulva through the thin material. Normally I could spend hours masturbating while fantasizing about my sister but I knew that she could come home at any time. I may be an incest-loving pervert, but I'm not insane. In my fantasies, she might get all wet and horny and start playing with herself as she watched me masturbate through her slightly open door. In real life though, if she came home and caught me beating off on her bed she sure as hell wouldn't want to fuck me, but I would definitely be fucked! I was ready to shoot what I felt must be a good sized load so I sat up and began searching for something to cum in. Yeah, her panties were right there and were a perfectly acceptable receptacle, but I had a better location in mind. Girls are lotion freaks and my sister is the biggest lotion freak of them all. She usually has bottles of the stuff everywhere - Country Apple, Creamy Coconut, and Sweet Pea to name a few of her favorites. I'll add some Nut Nectar to one and she'll soon be unknowingly rubbing my cum all over her body. I crossed the room and slid open the top drawer of her dresser. I didn't see any fucking lotion; this was where Meridian kept her lingerie. She had all her bras and panties organized by color, resulting in a brilliant rainbow of cotton, nylon and satin goodness. At the very back corner of the drawer was a large red bag. With trembling hands I extracted the familiar object and dumped the contents on the bed. In disbelief I stared down at the eight inch replica of my cock, bottle of lubricant, and lingerie and my mind began replaying events of two weeks ago. On my way to my apartment after having spent the day with my little sister on her birthday, I stopped at an adult bookstore hoping to find a fuck film featuring a porn star that looked like her. I was still high from watching her and her friends tanning and frolicking around at the beach all day wearing nothing but skimpy bikinis and smiles. Three X's was just what I needed to end the day. Contributing to my euphoria was that I'd overheard Meridian's friends teasing her that she was still a virgin. Yes, a gorgeous 18 year old, 5'7", 115lb platinum blonde virgin with long legs, beautiful ass, and perfect tits on a stunning 34D-24-34 body. As I went up to the counter to pay, I saw a make your own dildo kit. The idea of sending my sister a sex toy seemed pretty kinky in and of itself, but actually sending her a dildo made from my boner was extremely dirty and exciting! I paid for the kit, some lubricant, and the stuff I came for and went back to my apartment. The next morning I woke up and cloned my cock and a day later I had a perfect duplicate. It was a rubber version of the real thing plus it vibrated! To top the gift off I went to a lingerie store and bought some black thong panties with a matching bra, garter belt and stockings. Then I went home and made up some lame letter that said Meridian had won a contest she'd somehow been entered in on an erotic website. I placed everything in a silky red bag and packaged it up and mailed it to her the next day. Now it all lay in front of me on my sister's bed. I had thought surely she would have freaked out when she opened the package and thrown it all away. Yeah, I'd fantasized that she was masturbating with my cock every night, but honestly I never really thought she'd keep the gift. I couldn't tell if she had used the dildo, but the bottle of lubricant was now unsealed and only half full. I guess Meridian had been having some fun! Getting back to the matter at hand, I imagined my sister slowly shoving the 8" dildo deep in her virgin pussy for the first time, and quickly brought my balls back to their boiling point and came into the bottle of lubricant. Masturbating while fantasizing about my sister always gives me the biggest rush, the dopamine production in my brain going completely out of control. The orgasms I achieve are unbelievably intense as ropes and ropes of cum ejaculate from my body. A few minutes later though, the high rapidly diminishes and I am left feeling like crap for lusting over my own sister. Now I had just invaded my sister's privacy, snooped through her personal belongings and shot a load of semen into her lube bottle. My senses restored and my buzz nearly gone, I wiped my dick off with Meridian's cotton panties and threw them through the open door back into the bathroom. Then I quickly put everything away and got the hell out of there. I was drinking a glass of water and staring out the window over the kitchen sink when she got home. I had spent the last twenty minutes cursing myself for being such an asshole and was trying to convince myself that I could behave for the next few weeks. There were suddenly two big reasons why I doubted that I'd be able to, and both of them were firmly pressed against my back. "Boo!" she yelled, right into my ear. My sister and I are always trying to scare the shit out of each other and to her credit she had been absolutely silent in her attempt to sneak up on me. Her tits and perfume had given her away already, but I was so glad that she didn't catch me in her room that I jumped a little to humor her. "Ha ha, I got you!" she said, proud of herself. "Hey, you can't yell in a person's ear like that. It does damage," I joked, turning around to look at her. She was wearing sandals, jeans and a tight low-cut top that left little to the imagination. She had her long blonde hair straight and was wearing red lipstick that perfectly matched her painted fingernails and toes. She looked up at me with her big green eyes and smiled. Damn, she was beautiful. She put her arms around me and said, "Dad said you agreed to come and hang out with me for a few weeks. That's so cool! We're going to have so much fun!" "Yeah, it'll be tons of fun," I said, squeezing her tight. "Check out this little black skirt I got today. Isn't it cute?" she said, holding it up to show me. When she said little she wasn't kidding. It was extremely short. "Wow, I love it. It's way sexy. I'm not sure I like the idea of all the guys drooling over you when you're wearing that around though." "Oh brother, it's fine." "Hey, can you believe Christie is going to have a baby?" I asked. "No. That's crazy." Meridian turned around and reached up into the cupboard to get a glass. My eyes focused on her sweet ass which was looking spectacular in those jeans. "Dad and Mom seem pretty happy about it though," she continued. As she turned back I quickly looked up, glancing briefly at her chest. "I know. Dad about shit himself when he found out Christie's a lesbian and now she's going to have an illegitimate kid and he's all excited." "I don't get why he's being so nice to her but still really strict with me. The other day I had a guy friend over to study and afterward dad lectured me for two hours about how I'm not allowed to have boys in my room and how he thinks sex before marriage is a sin next to murder. " "So you had a boy in your room, huh? And what were you two quote-unquote studying may I ask? French?" I teased. Meridian laughed and punched my shoulder as she stepped over to fill her glass with water. "No. Math, silly. And for your information I hate French kissing. It's gross." "What?! French kissing isn't gross. It's awesome." "No it's not. I tried it once and the boy slobbered all over me. It was disgusting!" she said. "Yeah, well, don't let one sucky kissing high school boy ruin it for you. You'd miss out on a lot of fun. And it was your second French kiss not your first." "No it wasn't. What are you talking about?" "Your first French kiss was with me. Don't you remember? When we were kids we thought French kissing meant just touching tongues and we wanted to see what it was like so we stuck our tongues out and touched them together. " "Oh yeah, I forgot about that," she giggled. "Want to do it again?" Hey, it was worth a shot. "You're joking right?" she asked, obviously caught off guard. "Come on. You thought it was fun last time." "We were kids!" "So what? Come on, I dare you." "Don't be dumb." "Chicken." "No I'm not." "Do it then." "You're ridiculous. Fine, but don't tell anyone we did this, ok?" Meridian came over to stand in front of me. I couldn't believe she was going to do this. We stuck out our tongues and moved our heads slowly together, our tongues getting closer and closer until they touched. Those pouty red lips of hers were so close to mine. God, I wanted to kiss her. In one quick motion I opened my mouth and closed my lips around her tongue, sucking on it briefly like a lollipop before letting it go. She looked a bit shocked and for a second I thought she was going to freak, but suddenly she started to giggle. Then amazingly, she stuck her tongue out, apparently wanting me to do it again. So I did. She laughed again, liking what I was doing. Then I stuck my tongue out, inviting her to do the same thing to me. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue inside, then quickly let it go. I smiled and laughed, having fun and hoping to encourage her. This game went on for a minute or so and as we played I slid my hands all the way around her and pulled her tight against me. When my next turn came to stick my tongue out, as she opened her mouth I kissed her fully on the lips. I raised my hand to her neck and began sliding my tongue against hers. Moaning softly my sister kissed back, pressing her lips hard against mine. My hands were becoming more and more unwilling to behave. I just had to feel that gorgeous ass. I slid my right hand downward onto her sexy bottom. A few minutes later Meridian pulled back and said, "Wow, you got me all hot." "See, French kissing is awesome. You just need to stop dating inexperienced loser high school boys and find someone that knows what he's doing." "Apparently. Now I know what I'm missing out on." She paused for a second, then smiled up at me and said "You seem to know what you're doing. But uh, would you mind taking your hand off my bum?" "Oh, sorry." I sure as hell wasn't sorry, and I sure as hell hadn't had enough of touching her ass. I raised my hand and brought it down fast and hard, spanking her with a loud smack. "Hey! What the hell?!" she shouted. I blurted out the first, albeit lame excuse I could think of. "I still owe you eighteen birthday spankings from two weeks ago and I think it's about time you got them." She screamed and took off running down the hall. I chased after her and caught her as we entered the living room. I dragged her over to the couch and sat down, bringing her with me. She laughed as I tickled her until finally I was able to get her lying face down across my lap, holding her down with my left hand. "Ok, seventeen more!" I said, as I raised my right hand and spanked her again. "Let me go!" she screamed. Something was in her back pocket. I reached in and pulled out a credit card. "Hey, give that back!" she demanded. "In a minute," I said, as I transferred the card to my other hand. I slid my right hand along her side, tickling down her body and rested it again on her ass. Laughing, she shouted, "Stop it! Let me go!" "No fucking way." Kissing her had got me so horny, and looking down at the gorgeous little bitch bent over my lap it was almost impossible to refrain from pulling my dick out and shoving it in her mouth. I continued spanking her, counting as I went and occasionally petting her ass. After awhile she stopped struggling and began to relax. Her legs had gradually spread further apart and I extended the range of my caresses to between her legs, stopping just short of trouble. When I reached eighteen I stopped spanking her but continued feeling up her ass. "Can I have my credit card back now?" God, she had a nice ass. "It's nice isn't it?" she asked. "Oh, it's so nice. You've got an amazing ass." "I meant my credit card silly. Aren't the puppies on it cute?" "Yeah, they're really cute. I've always liked your puppies." "Shut up," she giggled. "Can I have it back, please?" "If you can get it, you can have it." I pushed her off my lap onto the floor and put her credit card in my own back pocket. She got up and tried reaching her hand under my butt to get her card but couldn't. She grabbed my hands and pulled, trying to get me to stand up. Of course there was no way she could lift me, but I rose up for her only to immediately lie down on the floor. "No fair! You're too heavy!" "Come on, try to get it." I coaxed. She got down on the floor next to me and began trying to roll me over. I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me and started tickling her. Laughing, she sat up, straddling my groin. I continued tickling her and she wiggled her hips back and forth unwittingly giving me a nice lap dance. What she was doing felt amazing but I had no desire to cum in my pants. So after a few minutes I stopped tickling her and retrieved the credit card and tossed it so that it landed a couple feet above my head. She lunged for it and I grabbed her, pulling her back down on top of me. Now my head was right between her big tits. I breathed in deeply. God, she smelled so fucking good. I resumed tickling her sides and she laughed, wiggling her boobs in my face. Her little shirt was skin tight and her hard nipples were visible through the fabric. Oh how I wanted to pull her shirt down and suck on them. I didn't get a chance though because Meridian suddenly scooted up further until her crotch was directly in my face. Whether she realized the position she and I were in I don't know, but as she grabbed her card she started sitting up and her soft mound was pushed right against my mouth. God damn! Her pussy was soaking wet! It was ready to be fucked and the thought that I had made it that way made my dick harder than it's ever been! Card in hand Meridian scooted back down to once again straddle my pelvis. "Ha ha, I got it." she sang. "Good for you," I said, sticking my tongue out childishly. Quickly she leaned over and mouthed my tongue with her lips. She lifted her head a few inches and smiled. "Gotcha," she whispered. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her face to mine and kissed her. As my lips touched hers she slid her tongue into my mouth. "Mmm, I like kissing you," she sighed. My heart was beating faster than ever. I had to fuck her. Her body wanted it. Her pussy needed it. I began caressing her as we kissed, sliding my hand along her side upwards towards her boobs. Just as my hand was about to close around one of those big juicy melons, the phone rang. Fuck! Who the fuck is calling now?! "Jason," she whispered, "I need to get the phone." The phone rang again. "Please, let me get it," she said. She got up and I followed her into the kitchen. "Hello... Oh, hi mom... I'm doing great... Yeah, he's here. We were just leaving to go to a movie." she said, winking at me. "What?!" she shouted suddenly into the phone. "That's awesome! Hey Jason, Christie had her baby!" "Hooray," I mumbled, pissed that playtime was over. "I'm going to go use the bathroom," I said, dismissing myself. I ran down the hall to her room and quickly went in and raised her blinds so there was a small gap between the bottom and the window sill. She would have to undress sometime tonight and when she did I would be watching. I hurried back out and went in the bathroom and closed the door. She knocked about ten minutes later as I was washing my hands. "Hey, do you want to go see a movie?" she asked. "Sure, that'd be fun." "The late show doesn't start for a while, so let's go in a half hour and get something to eat," she suggested. "Ok." "Cool, it's a date. I'm going to go put on my new skirt." Sweet! Spy time! "Remind me to tell you what Mom just told me," she said. Yeah, yeah, Christie had her baby. Big deal. When I heard her door close I exited the bathroom and quietly went outside. I grabbed a bucket to stand on and snuck up to her window and stepped up. Meridian had closed her blinds, but as usual had overlooked the gap at the bottom. My heart was pounding like hell as I peeked through the opening into my sister's bedroom. Meridian was at her stereo putting in a CD. She turned the volume way up and then turned back around and kicked off her sandals, dancing to the music. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head revealing a sexy pink bra. Then she unbuttoned her tight jeans and wiggled and bent over as she pushed them off her hips and down her legs. Her cute white panties had ridden up into her crack and her ass looked fucking incredible. I could have left right then more than satisfied. Meridian danced over to her dresser, opened the top drawer and reached in, and pulled out the red bag I discovered earlier. "Holy fucking shit," I whispered. She dumped the dildo, lube, and lingerie out onto the bed and sat down next to them. Reaching behind her she unhooked her bra, then rose up a little and pulled off her panties. Bare-ass naked she lay down not four feet from my unblinking eyes and spread her legs. Her pussy was cuter than I'd ever imagined. It was shaved perfectly smooth and glistened with moisture. I felt my cock twitch with excitement as I pictured sliding it back and forth through those slippery lips. My gaze traveled upwards to the most perky full tits I'd ever seen, her nipples long and stiff. God, I want to fuck every one of her tight holes. I began rubbing my dick through my jeans as I stared through the window. Grabbing the bottle of lubricant and holding it over her pussy, she opened it and squeezed. I watched in excitement as a long string of slippery cummy lube dripped directly onto my sister's vulva. She closed her eyes and began rubbing my cream into her snatch, getting it all nice and ready, then grabbed the rubber dong and turned it on and slowly shoved it deep into her pussy. Her cunt looked stuffed, the lips spread wide to accommodate the big toy. If I hadn't jerked off earlier I would have busted my nut right then. I couldn't believe I was actually watching my sister masturbate. It wasn't just a naughty little touch and rub either. Meridian was full-on fucking herself. Her moaning soon became audible above the loudness of the music. She continued shoving the cock in and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit faster and faster. Soon her whole body trembled in ecstasy. Her orgasm must have felt incredible. Clearly satisfied she curled up in a ball and began licking her toy clean. Seeing my sister make herself cum was the sexiest, most amazing thing I've ever witnessed in my life. I remained standing there as Meridian sat up and wiped her pussy off with her panties and then tossed them on the floor. She dressed herself in the lingerie I had sent her, then stood and admired her assets in the mirror, posing playfully as though she were a model, and making a few minor adjustments to her bra. My balls were hurting like hell. I ran back in the house and into my bedroom and shut the door behind me and pulled off my pants and unbuttoned my boxers. I guided my prick through the opening and lay down on the bed and started jerking off. "Hey Jason," my sister called from down the hall a few short minutes later, "are you ready to go?" Cursing under my breath, I replied, "Uh yeah, just a minute." Actually I needed five. I could hear her walking closer so I hurried and put my deflating dick back in my boxers. Just as I stood up, Meridian opened the door. "Hey silly, come on. We're going to be late?" Then she noticed what I was wearing. "Uh, you're not going like that are you?" she asked, giggling. "Don't be dumb. Of course not, I was just changing. Don't you knock?" "Aw, that wouldn't be any fun," she replied. "Do you like my new skirt?" she asked, it twirling around to model it for me. "Wow, I love it. You are so hot." She looked so fucking hot. Besides the black mini-skirt and stockings, she was wearing a tight red sweater and high-heeled black leather boots. God, I need to fuck her, rape her, whatever it takes. I just need to somehow get my cock inside her. "That's sweet, bro. Hey are these to your new Mustang?" she asked, gesturing towards the keys on my dresser. "Yeah, what about them?" "When are you going to let me drive it?" "I'm not going to let you drive it. Ever." "Come on, please? Just let me drive it on the way to dinner tonight." Normally I might have let her, but I had never been as sexually frustrated as I was at that moment. With her standing there looking sexy as hell all I could think of was her climaxing in pleasure as she shoved that dildo in and out of her vagina. She needed to go so I could relieve my aching nuts, otherwise something very bad was about to happen. "No way. Now get the fuck out." "Well, seeing how you're not ready to go yet, and how you're not talking very nice, I think I'm just going to take theeese...," she said as she slowly picked my keys up, "and go without you." And then just like she had done countless times when we were kids, she was off and running down the hall with my shit. "Meridian, get your ass back here!" I shouted as I raced after her. I caught up to her halfway down the hall and she squealed with laughter as I grabbed her. "Give me my fucking keys!" "Someone's got a potty mouth." she sang. She wiggled free and ran through the nearest door into my parents' bedroom. I followed and grabbed her from behind at the foot of the bed. She screamed and struggled to get away as I held on tight to her waist. I leaned against her and made a move for the keys but she bent over and stretched out her arm, holding them beyond my reach. As soon as her butt made contact with my groin, I forgot what the hell I was even doing. "Fuck...," I moaned. "What?" "Nothing, just give me back my keys." "Aw, am I making this hard for you?" she teased, wiggling her ass. "Come on, they're just right here." she said, holding up her hand. Meridian giggled and started struggling to get away again, but I pulled her back hard against me. God, I love the sight and feel of a woman's ass against my body as she's bent over in front of me. "Let me go!" she screamed. I have pictured my sister in this exact position thousands of times and now that she was there for real and we were alone I wasn't about to let go. "No way, it's your own damn fault. Quit stealing my stuff." The next time she pulled forward I pretended to lose my grip and my hands slid down onto her bum. Moving them quickly back to her waist I pushed my sister's skirt up, revealing the tops of her stockings and her thong which was wedged in the crack of her heart-shaped ass. The erotic sight before me caused whatever blood that was left in my brain to immediately flood my cock, bringing it to full hardness. Unable to control myself any longer, I slid my arms around her and grabbed a tit firmly in each hand. "Mmm... yeah," she breathed, "you do remember how to play this game." I sure as hell did remember our game, and now no bitch or anyone else was here to stop me. I squeezed her boobs and grinded my groin against her ass, playing like I was trying to reach my keys as Meridian wiggled against me, pretending to try to get away. I felt dizzy, my head swimming with all the lust I had built up over the years for my little sister. Suddenly Mr. Johnson found the opening in my unbuttoned boxers and emerged in all his glory. Overcome by desire I watched as my penis slid up through the groove of my sister's butt. Meridian moaned as she felt my throbbing hard-on against the flesh of her ass. She stopped trying to pull away and paused momentarily, then she turned her head and smiled at me sweetly over her shoulder. "Come on Jason, try to get your keys," she said, lifting her hips causing my dick to slide back down. I leaned forward, excited, sliding my penis upwards again as I made a half-assed attempt to grab her arm. I missed, and slid my cock back down, smearing pre-cum into her crack. I made several more attempts, each time purposefully failing so I could continue rubbing myself against her. After a few minutes, as I reached for her arm Meridian opened her hand showing me she wasn't holding my keys anymore. "Hey, where'd they go?" I asked, stupidly. She looked back at me with those seductive eyes and shrugging her shoulders simply said, "Search me." "Ok, if that's what you want." I replied. I slid my hands down over her tummy and then raised her tight little shirt upwards over her tits. Then I pulled the cups of her bra down and grabbed each of her boobs tightly. It's impossible to describe how good her body felt. Grinding my cock against her ass, I fondled her tits and nipples with one hand and began sliding my other hand downwards. "Are they down here?" I asked, as I slid my hand under the waistband of her panties onto her dripping wet snatch. "Mmm hmm...," she sighed with her sexy little voice, as my fingers passed over her clit into the dripping wet groove of her pussy. She spread her legs wider and turned her head sideways, sensuously licking her pouty red lips. I leaned over and kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth. Her body trembled and she moaned softly as we kissed, my fingers rubbing all around her vulva. Soon I began fucking my first and middle fingers in and out of her sopping wet hole and rubbing her clitoris with the palm of my hand. The crack of my sister's ass had grown slippery from pre-cum and sweat and my dick was sliding smoothly along as I thrust against her over and over in a sexual daze while I fingered and fondled her gorgeous body. I kneeled down behind her and pulled her panties off. I licked a trail from the bottom of her boots all the way up her leg, my hands feeling her smooth stockings as I went, my tongue gliding over her, behind her knee, up her thigh, then onto the bare flesh of her ass. I nudged her leg urging her to spread wider for me and then I buried my face between her legs, my nose in the crack of her ass. "Oh, God!" she gasped, as I began licking her pussy. I rubbed her clit as I licked up and down my sister's slit while massaging her ass and caressing up and down her silky thighs. Turning around, I leaned against the bed and stuck my tongue out and inserted it deep it into my sister's vagina. "Oh, fuck! My brother's tongue is inside my pussy!" "Hold your skirt up and look at me." I said, my mouth full of sister snatch. She lifted up the front of her skirt and I looked up and over those magnificent tits into her eyes as I began licking and sucking on her clit. "Do you like eating your sister's pussy? Oh my God that feels good!" I rammed my fingers in and out of her cunt as I sucked and licked her clit. I couldn't get enough of feeling Meridian's body, my other hand roaming everywhere, on her ass, her tummy, her boobs, and up and down her gorgeous legs. "Fuck! That feels so fucking good!" she screamed. Soon Meridian's legs started to shake and she began moving her hips, fucking my face. "Oh God, I'm going to cum!" she screamed. "Yeah baby, cum on my tongue! "You're eating me so good! Oh my God, here I cum!!!" Suddenly I could feel her vagina spasming and tightening around my fingers and a flood of juice erupted from her pussy, drenching my face and hand. When the waves of her orgasm subsided, she collapsed onto the bed. I stood up and she turned her head to look at me and smiled. "Nobody has ever licked my pussy before," she panted. "That was amazing." "Thanks. My keys didn't seem to be in there, though," I joked. She giggled and raised up onto her knees with her upper body still resting on the bed, causing her ass to stick obscenely up into the air. Then she reached behind her with both hands and spread her pussy lips apart. "Try using something bigger," she suggested. I'll never forget the incredible view I had at that moment: my gorgeous little sister dressed sexy as hell, bent over in my favorite position and holding her pussy open, ready to be fucked for the first time. "Oh my God you're sexy. My dick is so fucking hard for you." "Mmm..., and my pussy is so wet for you," she replied. Trembling with excitement and anticipation, I nudged the sensitive head of my penis slightly between the soft fleshy lips of her pussy, right at the entrance of her vagina. I grabbed her waist and pulled her gently back against me, watching as all eight inches of my dick slowly entered my little sister until I was balls deep in her teenage virgin vagina. Meridian's cunt was tight, wet, and so steaming hot. I was in heaven. All the pleasures I'd ever experienced couldn't even come close to comparing with how good I felt at this moment. I was completely blown away. After years of lusting, I was finally inside my little sister. "Mmm... you fit perfectly," she groaned. "I've always fantasized that you'd be my first." Un-fucking-believable! I backed my cock all the way out and paused before slowly sticking it back in, enjoying the intense sensations as my prick parted her pussy lips and began slipping inside. I repeated that a few times as I told myself over and over that I was having sex with my sister. "Mmm..., that's so nice...," she mumbled. "We're fucking," I said, as I unhooked her bra and started pumping her faster. "I love it. Mmm..., my brother's big dick is inside my pussy fucking me," she said, reaching between her legs to rub my balls. "Fuck my pussy!" "God, you're so tight. Your pussy feels so fucking good!" "Do you like that? Do you like fucking your sister's pussy? Come on, fuck me!" I leaned over and grabbed her boobs and started slamming my hips against her ass. Meridian gripped the bed covers tightly, moaning as her cunt milked my cock. "God, I love fucking!" she screamed. My sister had raised up onto her hands and was now rocking back and forth, moving with me. After a few minutes I leaned back and looked down, enjoying the view. "Watching my dick go in and out of you is so fucking hot. You're going to make me cum soon." I said. "I want you to cum inside my pussy." "Are you on the pill?" "No, but it's ok." "But you might get pregnant." "I don't care. Just cum inside me," she begged. Hearing her tell me to cum inside her pussy was unbelievably hot. Thinking about knocking up my own sister and picturing her with swollen breasts and a large tummy was more than I could take. I grabbed her waist with both hands and began ramming my cock almost violently in and out of her cunt. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass and my sister's moans echoed loudly through the house. Soon my balls began tingling and my dick became hypersensitive. "Here it comes, baby. I'm going to cum!" I grunted. "Yeah, fuck your cum into me!" "Fuck!" I slammed my cock deep inside Meridian's pussy one last time and groaned as I shot a massive load of semen into her womb. My orgasm was fucking intense, my balls contracting over and over as my dick spasmed inside her. My whole body burned with pleasure. I've never felt so good in my entire life. I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, enjoying the high and replaying in my mind what had just happened. The events of the day were like a dream. I had watched my sister masturbate, licked her pussy, fucked her from behind and had pumped cum into her unprotected pussy. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet surround my cock. Opening my eyes, I saw that my flaccid dick was inside my sister's mouth. "I'm going to suck your big fat cock until it gets hard again," she said. "Then I'm going to sit on it and ride it up and down you until you shoot another load of cum into me. Thinking about my brother knocking me up makes me so fucking horny. Besides, don't you think our little sister needs someone to play with?" "Little sister? What are you talking about?" "Sister, niece, whatever. Oh yeah, you didn't hear yet. Mom said on the phone earlier that she found out who the father of Christie's baby is. Chapter 2 I was so high. I have been lusting after my little sister Meridian for years, and tonight, two weeks after her 18th birthday, I finally had unleashed all that pent up desire right inside her tight virgin pussy. Now it was dripping down her smooth stocking-covered thighs onto my parents' bedspread as she sucked my cock in an attempt at getting it hard again so she could fuck another load of baby-making cum into her fertile teenage womb. I was still trying to process the last thing she said to me, which was turning out to be a fairly difficult thing for me to do right then. I've never used drugs, but I can't imagine that even heroin could have made me feel any higher than I felt at that moment. I was actually surprised that I didn't have the slightest feeling of guilt for what my sister and I had done. Typically, after having cum from fantasizing about her I feel like shit just seconds later, but now after actually fucking the hell out of her, I didn't feel bad at all. I was in a completely intoxicated state of ecstasy. She had said something about wanting us to make a friend for our new baby niece to play with. The idea of knocking up my own sister had seriously contributed to my overwhelming bliss. I definitely wasn't thinking straight because I thought she had just called Christie's kid our little sister. "What did you say?" I asked. "When Mom called earlier she told me she found out who the father of Christie's baby is," Meridian said, lying between my legs and licking my balls. "It turns out it's Dad!" In the history of boners, none has ever formed as fast or as hard as mine did at that moment. "Wow, your dick sure got hard again fast," she giggled. "Either you liked something I said or I'm doing something right." It was more the incest angle and the idea of my own dad and sister together that had quickly petrified my cock, rather than any kind of lust I had for Christie. Don't get me wrong, my older sister is pretty attractive. Both of my sisters get their long legs, pretty faces and curvy bodies from our mother. I would say Christie's good looks are high quality girl-next-doorish, as compared to the drop-dead gorgeous centerfold model beauty of Meridian. While neither sister so far has achieved my MILFy mom's double D's, each of them have a damn nice chest. In the biggest boob contest Christie comes in last (but surely not least) by a cup size. Except for her tits, she closely resembles my mother. She inherited my mom's brown eyes, brunette hair and bitchy attitude. I guess that's what my father sees in her. "Oh, fuck!" I groaned, as Meridian licked up along my shaft and then took my dick deep in her throat. "Dad is fucking Christie?" "Yeah, can you believe it? Mr. Religious is an adultering hypocritical sack of incest-committing shit. I'm so glad though. Now we can finally do whatever we want and he can't say or do anything about it." "Dad is fucking Christie." I whispered as I picture my older sister getting nailed by my father. "That is so hot." "Oh my God, you're disgusting!" she yelled. "Is that why this got hard so fast? You're actually getting off on thinking about Dad having sex with Christie?" "I.. uh..," I stammered. "Say it!" she shouted. "Admit you're an incest loving freak!" I was completely confused. Only a little while earlier she had bent over in front of me and held her slit open and told her own brother to fuck her. Now she's calling ME a freak? "Jeez, alright. Yes, I'm a perverted incest loving freak. I can't help it. The thought of Dad fucking his own daughter is really hot." "God Jason, you are a dirty bastard," she said, letting go of my cock. She stood up and pulled her tight red sweater down over her tits and smoothed her skirt. Then she started walking to the door. "Meridian, don't leave," I pleaded, getting up to follow her. "It's not like you're one to talk. You had your brother's dick in your mouth just two seconds ago." Meridian passed a chair and stopped in front of the stereo on my mom's dresser. She turned it on and switched it to a hard rock station and raised the volume up loud. Then she stepped towards me and put her hands on my chest. "Shhh, relax, I'm just teasing. I'm not going anywhere," she giggled, smiling as she pushed me softly down into the side chair. "We're just getting started." She turned around and began moving her gorgeous ass erotically to the music as she slowly pulled off her sweater. My cock throbbed in excitement as I watched her reach behind her back and unzip her skirt and push it slowly down over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. She kicked it to the other side of the room, then turned around and yanked off my boxers and tossed them as well. Walking forwards she straddled me, moving closer until her tummy touched my chest. Then my cute little sister put her arms around my neck, sat down, and began kissing me. "I'm a perverted incest-loving freak too," she whispered in my ear. She moved her hips a little, sliding my cock back and forth through the slippery folds of her labia as she licked my neck and nibbled my ear. She grabbed my hands and put them on her perfect tits and squeezed. "You are a dirty bastard, Jason. And I'm your dirty little whore," she whispered seductively as she lifted up to position my cock at her entrance. Then she slid slowly down, her pussy engulfing my raging hard-on in tight, burning-hot liquid pleasure. "Fuck, your cunt feels so amazing Meridian." She sighed contently as she rode me up and down, grinding her clit against me. "Wow," she breathed, eyes closed. "You fucking me from behind felt really good, but oh God, this is incredible!" As for me, my eyes were wide open and my hands were roaming all over her body, caressing her soft silky skin. Once again I was completely blown away that I was having sex with such a pretty girl, woman now, the female I had lusted over for years. Her head was thrown back, her long blonde hair hanging straight down behind her tickling her back. Her mouth hung sensuously open, her breathing growing heavy, her soft groans of pleasure extremely arousing. She licked those luscious red lips that moments ago had surrounded my cock and moaned as she began riding me more vigorously. Her large breasts jiggled and swayed almost hypnotically to her bouncy rhythm. "Mmm, I love having sex with you. This feels sooo good," Meridian panted. "We're being so bad aren't we Jason?" "Yeah we are. You're fucking your brother. You're bouncing up and down on your brother's cock. You are such a bad girl Meridian." "Mmmm yeah, I'm your naughty little whore." She was rubbing her clitoris hard and fast against my pelvis now as she impaled herself on my shaft over and over again. I reached behind her and grabbed her ass and helped her grind that pussy against me. I squeezed one of her boobs with my free hand and began licking around the areola of the other, eliciting a loud encouraging moan from her. As soon as I placed my lips around the erect nipple and began sucking my sister's tit, she screamed. "Oh fuck yeah, Jason! My whole body's on fire! Oh my God, I'm going to cum!" "Yeah, baby. Fuck me! Ride my dick and cum for me!" I encouraged. "Ohhh fuuuuck!!!" she yelled, her body trembling in ecstasy. She hugged me with her whole body, holding me incredibly tight, completely overcome by her climax. We sat there and held each other for a few minutes until she had finally caught her breath. "Wow Jason, that was amazing. It felt sooo good." "You're a pretty good little cowgirl," I said, smiling up at her. "It's your turn to drive now. How do you want me?" "Just hold on." She gripped me tightly with her arms and legs wrapped around me as I stood up. I kissed her gorgeous lips and rubbed my tongue against hers as I bounced her up and down on my dick a few times on me before laying her down on my parents' bed. I kneeled between her legs and picked each of them up and placed her ankles on my shoulders. My heart was pounding so hard from the insane adrenaline rush I was experiencing. The nastiness and depravity of the forbidden and taboo acts that my sister and I were committing so licentiously had taken me to a whole new level of passion and fulfillment that only the filthiest of sexual sinners can comprehend. The view before me was unbelievable; my lust for my little sister consumed my entire body. "Well, are you going to fuck me with that thing or just sit there with your tongue hanging out drooling all over me all night?" she teased. "Oh my God, your cock is actually throbbing to your heartbeat. It's so big and hard it looks like it's going to explode," she giggled. "Meridian, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I'm never going to be able to stop now that we've started this. You know that right?" I asked. She smiled. "Don't worry; I never want to stop either." "I am going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you until we're dead and buried. Even then don't be surprised if my rotting corpse claws its way into your coffin and fucks the shit out of you in hell." "Wow, that's real romantic." she said, laughing. Now come on, fuck me you sick horny bastard." "First I want you all the way naked," I replied. One by one I lifted her legs and pulled off her black stiletto boots, then ran my hands up along her long smooth legs to the top of her stockings and rolled each of them down and off her little feet. Then I held Meridian's ankles together and pushed them over her head. "So how did Dad end up scoring with his lesbian daughter?" I asked as I licked my way from her ass cheek up her thigh and onto her calf. "Mmm, I love how you taste." "I don't know. Mom didn't say. Next time I talk to her I'll ask her to tell me all the juicy details just for you," she laughed. I licked back down her other leg and began teasing her inner thighs with my tongue, getting close, but not touching her engorged and highly aroused vulva. "Did she sound ok?" "Quit teasing me you stinker," she replied, grabbing my head and trying to push my face into her pussy. "No, she sounded pretty upset. I mean, at first when she told me about the baby and stuff she was really excited, but as soon as she mentioned Dad she started crying." "That's a shame. So what do you think? Who seduced who?" I asked, flicking her clit with my tongue. "Oooh, that makes my body burn Jason," my sister answered, grabbing handfuls of my hair in her tight little fists, her legs twitching as I ate her. "I think Dad started it. Mmm... He acts all holier-than-thou when someone else is here, but he's always staring at my tits and ass when no one else is around. Oh fuck that feels good! I've caught him looking at Christie quite a bit too." "Well, I can't blame him for checking out his daughters. I've been sneaking peeks of you ever since you started growing these things," I said, giving each of them a nice firm squeeze. "Maybe one night when he went into Christie's room to check on her he found her sleeping naked and his dick got hard. She woke up to find Dad licking her pussy and was so horny she begged him to fuck her." "Oh yeah, that's it. Mmm, that's so good. Keep doing that right there... Or maybe Dad has been secretly videotaping me and Christie naked for years. Christie caught him jerking off to one of the tapes and told him that if he didn't fuck her, she was going to tell Mom." "Or...," I said, playing this new little game as I licked my sister's pussy, "maybe Christie was climbing a ladder in a really short skirt and she asked Dad to come hold the ladder and when he looked up he could see she wasn't wearing any panties and she got all horny thinking about Dad looking at her pussy so she climbed down, pushing her cunt right into his face, and he started eating her out, then he fucked her right there on the ladder." "Or else maybe Christie got scared one night and went and climbed into bed with Mom and Dad. She woke up in the middle of the night feeling something hard against her ass. Her pussy got all soaking wet when she realized it was her daddy's penis so she slid her panties off and lifted up her nightgown. Dad woke up a little and thought that the butt rubbing against him belonged to Mom, so he fished his cock out of his shorts and shoved it in and out of Christie's pussy from behind. Christie moaned 'Oh, Daddy' and the realization that he was incesting his own daughter caused him to immediately dump a gallon of sperm inside her cunt." "Wow, that's pretty hot," I replied. I sucked Meridian's clit and fucked her with my fingers as I imagined other ways Dad and Christie might have had sex for the first time. "Do you think Dad raped her?" I asked a few minutes later. "I don't know. I hope not, even Christie doesn't deserve that. Getting raped would be awful enough as it is, let alone getting raped by your own dad. Still, the idea of getting raped always gets me so wet. You can rape me anytime you want. Just don't be too rough," she whispered. "Um, yeah. Ok." Pushing my sister's ankles back above her head so that her ass was lifted slightly off the bed, I positioned my cock between the slippery folds at the entrance of her vagina. "Mmm yeah, stick your dick in my pussy Jason," Meridian said, focusing on the awesome sight between her legs. As I thrust forward, we watched in fascination as my dick entered her body, her aroused cunt lips expanding obscenely around my shaft, the pussy monster hungrily devouring more and more of my cock until it disappeared and my balls came to rest against her ass. "I love watching my dick going inside you. It feels really good when the head is right here on the outside of your slit and it starts going between your lips and into your tight little box... Fuck, it feels so nice," I said, demonstrating it a few times for her. "Mmm, I like watching it too," Meridian said. Suddenly, her eyes opened really wide. "Oh my God, it's amazing how much your dick looks like my new dildo. It's incredible! Let me up, you've just got to see this." Shit. I collapsed to the side of her and she jumped up and ran out of the room. Meridian's a smart girl. She was going to notice sooner or later she had been masturbating with a clone of her brother's Johnson. I wasn't worried about her finding out, just annoyed at the interruption. Oh well. At that point I realized I was pretty hungry. I figured we weren't going out for dinner and a movie after all so I got up and threw on my boxers and headed into the kitchen. "Hey, where'd you go?" Meridian yelled a couple seconds later. "I'm going to order a pizza," I shouted down the hall. "Is pepperoni and olives good for you?" "That sounds yummy," Meridian called back. "Hurry up and come fuck me!" Having placed the order for delivery to our family's favorite pizza place, I returned a few minutes later to my parents' bedroom to find it quiet and empty. "Meridian, where the hell are you?" I mumbled. I could hear music coming from down the hall. It was coming from Christie's bedroom. The door was open just a crack and as I peeked into the room I saw Meridian sitting on the bed dressed sexy as hell in Christie's old high school cheerleading outfit. I must say, she was looking way hotter in it than our sister ever did. My cock stiffened in agreement. She was leaning back against the headboard with her eyes closed and was slowly masturbating with the dildo I had sent her while massaging her tits through the form-fitting top. This ought to be good I thought as I walked into the room. "Daddy, what are you doing here?!" Meridian screamed, as she quickly squeezed her legs together and pulled the skirt down to cover herself. "I think I should be the one asking you that don't you think Christie?" I replied angrily, happily playing the part of my self-righteous indignant dad. "You better show me what you were doing right now young lady!" "No Daddy. This is my room. You have no right coming in here and invading my privacy. What I do in here is none of your fucking business." "Don't you dare speak to me like that!" I yelled. "Now show me what the fuck you were doing!" "No Daddy," she whimpered. "Please get out of my room." "I fucking said show me what you're doing, bitch!" I grabbed her knees and jerked her legs apart exposing the dildo which was almost completely buried in her snatch. I played like I was shocked. "Girls that masturbate go to hell. Didn't you learn anything in Sunday School, Christie?" "Daddy, I'm so embarrassed. Please go away and leave me alone," she begged. "Good. Maybe a taste of humility is what you need so you quit acting like such a filthy slut. Maybe being naked in front of your father will teach you a lesson." I grabbed the top of Christie's cheerleader outfit and ripped it open exposing Meridian's beautiful naked breasts. She gasped, then started laughing. "Christie's not going to be happy about this," she giggled. Then she quickly crossed her arms in front of her, covering her tits and leaving the dildo sticking out of her pussy unprotected. She said, "Oh my God, what are you doing Daddy?!" "I told you, I'm going to humiliate you and make you feel sorry for what you've done. You need to repent." I grabbed the end of the rubber dong and started thrusting it in and out of Meridian's cunt. She grabbed my wrist with both hands and tried to push me away from her. I slapped her arms away and reached up and squeezed one of her big fucking tits as I continued ramming the dildo in and out of her pussy. "No Daddy! Please stop. Ohhhhh God," she moaned, "Please don't do this to me," she pleaded. She suddenly kicked me and shoved me away and started running to the door. I grabbed her from behind and pulled her roughly back into the room and sat down on the bed and forced her to lie across my lap. I tore off her skirt and began spanking her ass. "Ow! Daddy that hurts! Ow! Please stop. Please!" "Don't you ever run away from me you little whore!" I yelled, brutally smacking her bare little butt. I picked up the dildo and began violently stabbing her pussy over and over again. Meridian groaned with pleasure. "Do you like that Christie? Does it feel good? You're such a fucking slut. Does it feel good going in and out of your tight little twat? How many cocks have you had inside your little whore-hole? Answer me bitch!" "None. I haven't had any. Now stop it Daddy!" Meridian yelled and started once again fighting to get away. "Hold still you fucking liar!" I roared, pinching one of her nipples hard and soundly whacking her ass again. "Ow! That really hurts Daddy! I swear I'm not lying," Meridian cried. "I hate boys. I promise I've never let a boy put his penis inside me. I like girls." "What the fuck?!" I yelled. "You're a fucking lesbian?!" "Yes Daddy. Ow! You're hurting me. Please stop!" "No daughter of mine is going to be a fucking dyke! You need someone to show you what it's like to be with a man. You're going to suck my cock and then I'm going to fuck the shit out of you until I shoot a gallon of cum up inside your fucking cunt!" "Nooo! Please let me go! I promise I won't say anything." I grabbed a handful of Meridian's hair and lifted her off me so I could get my boxers off, then I forced her head so that my dick was right in front of those sexy red lips. "Suck Daddy's dick, baby." She shook her head no. "Open your goddamned mouth!" I yelled pinching her nipple again. Yeah, it was the best I could do. I could never in a million years really hurt my little sister. Meridian screamed and I shoved my cock into her mouth. "Now suck me you little slut." I resumed fucking Meridian from behind with the dildo while she gave me head. She was really going at it and I was getting close to blowing my load. "God Meridian, you are so amazing at that," I breathed. "My name is Christie Daddy," she said, winking at me. After a few minutes I picked her up and threw her face down on the bed. I climbed on top of her and straddled her, pushing her face into the pillow with one hand while I positioned my cock between her legs at the entrance of her pussy. "Now Daddy is going to fuck you sweetheart," I whispered in her ear. "No!!!" she screamed. "Please don't Daddy! Let me go and I swear I won't tell anybody!" "I will not have a lesbian daughter! You will fuck men if I have to make you do it myself," I said as I entered her pussy. "Mmmm... You're all wet for Daddy. You're enjoying this aren't you baby?" "Fuck you. You're raping me." Meridian began struggling to get away again. I grabbed her hands and held them together above her head as I lay on top of her pounding away at her cunt. Upon reaching the brink of cumming, I pulled out and let the sensation subside. I quickly removed whatever was left of Meridian's tattered clothing and turned her over onto her back. "I want you to see your face when I cum inside you dear daughter," I said as I roughly wedged her legs apart with my knees and then thrust my cock deep inside her once again. "Ohhh, please no!" Meridian cried, somehow getting real tears to stream down her face. As I fucked my sister the no no no daddy's of course soon turned into yes yes yes fuck me harder Daddy's. This was our first time having sex missionary style and Meridian was totally enjoying herself, thrusting her pelvis against me, meeting me stroke for stroke as I slammed over and over down into her. Her whole body rocked from the force of my ministrations, her tits bouncing around in smooth synchronous circles. "Oh yes! Fuck me Daddy! Give me that big dick!" she screamed. "Mmm..., your little pussy is so tight for Daddy." "Oh God I love fucking!" When Meridian screamed as her orgasm overpowered her, I felt her vagina spasming and contracting around my cock and I came. Rivers of cum poured out of my body flooding my sister's quim with virile incestuous sperm. I looked at my pretty Meridian. She opened her beautiful green eyes and smiled. "I love you so much Daddy... Jason." "I love you too Meridian," I said and kissed her. We lay on Christie's bed catching our breath and holding each other for a few minutes before I realized at least one of us needed to hurry and get our ass up and get dressed. The pizza dude would be by any minute. I sat up and looked around the room for my shorts. That's when I noticed the huge mess Meridian had made in and around my older sister's closet. There was lingerie everywhere! I mean piles and piles of it! Teddies, garters, babydolls, bustiers, chemises, stockings, all sorts of bras and panties, etc. You name it, Christie had five of it, all in different colors, fabrics and styles. "Holy shit! Look at all this stuff!" I said as I pulled on my shorts. "Yeah, I was looking for Christie's cheerleading outfit and I guess I kind of made a mess," Meridian giggled. "Christie's going to be so pissed when she sees what you did to her outfit," she laughed. "Oh well," I replied, shrugging my shoulders. "Besides, it was really fun ripping your clothes off. Totally worth it." "Check out what she has in her bottom drawer," Meridian said. "Why, what's in there?" "Just take a look." I pulled it open to find a purple 12-inch double-sided translucent gel dildo. "Nice. Which end do you think Jessica uses?" I asked, holding it up. "Duh. I don't know. I'm surprised that thing's still here though. The day Dad found it was the day Christie told him she was a lesbian and Dad kicked her out of the house." "So do you think you would ever eat pussy?" "Do you think you would ever suck a guy's dick?" she replied. "Touch? As I sifted through and examined Christie's sexy lingerie I couldn't help picturing how Meridian would look in some of it. Anything that fits Christie will fit my younger sister, except Meridian will make it look a thousand times hotter. Hell, what am I saying, my little sister could make a garbage bag look sexy. I picked out a pretty pink satin chemise with matching thong panty and white stay-up stockings and beckoned Meridian to come over and sit next to me at the edge of the bed. "Can I put these on you?" I asked, showing her the items I had selected. "Hey that's really cute," she answered, enthusiastically nodding her approval. She stepped into the panties and I slid them up her legs, caressing her and kissing softly as I went. I placed one final kiss on her bare little mound before finally guiding the pretty pink thong into place. Next came the stockings. Putting them on her was almost as fun as pulling them off. "Now you can never say I don't ever play dolls with you," I joked. "And I don't even have to blow you up." Meridian rolled her eyes. "Oh brother. Don't be dumb." She stood and raised her arms and I dropped the little gown down over her head. It didn't make it farther than just below her collarbones due to the two large obstacles on her chest. I slid my fingers up her sides and onto her breasts, enjoying the feel of her incredibly silky skin, then kissed her lips momentarily before guiding the nighty down and over letting it fall into place. "Perfect," I said, stepping back to get a better look. Her little feet were adorable and it was easy to imagine what they'd feel like sliding up and down my shaft. The white stockings came to just above mid-thigh and were topped by a thick band of pretty lace. The pink charmeuse nighty looked amazingly sexy on my long-legged sister's body. It was very petite and provocative, the hem reaching down to an inch or two above the juncture of her thighs, always exposing the silky fabric of her panties that alone covered her most intimate private place. A slit extended down the front-left side and was tied closed with two large lovely pink bows. Her gorgeous tits were ensconced in pretty embroidered cups, the V neckline accentuating her fantastic cleavage, her nipples clearly visible thanks to the sheer and semi-transparent material. She was a goddess. "Jesus Jason, you're hard again?!" she exclaimed, groping my package through my boxers. "I can't help it. It likes you." I pulled her close and embraced her, enjoying the feel of her boobs pressing against my chest, my hands caressing down her back onto the smooth fabric covering her cold little ass. I slipped one of the spaghetti straps off onto her arm and kissed her shoulder as I slid my other hand between my sister's legs, feeling every curvy detail of her pussy through the sensuously silky panties. The doorbell rang. This time the interruption was welcome. While Mr. Johnson was more than ready for more action, the rest of me was fucking hungry. "I'll get it," I offered. "It's probably not a good idea for you to open the door dressed like that. You might really get raped." "Actually, can I get the door? I think Matt is delivering tonight." "Who the hell is Matt?" "You know, my best friend Cambria's twin brother. He was my asshole prom date, remember?" she replied, quickly stepping into a pair of Christie's high heel shoes. "I came and stayed at your place the next weekend and told you all about what a jerk he is." "Oh yeah, that guy. Why would you want to see him?" "I'm going to teach that prick a lesson," she mumbled as she disappeared from the room. I wanted to follow her but I knew it would be a huge mistake to let this guy see me while my sister looked the way she did. In addition to her racy clothing, her hair was slightly messy and her cheeks were glowing red as if she had overdone it a bit on the rouge. She looked and smelled exactly like a girl who had been fucking for the last two hours. It would be clear to anyone what she had been up to. And if the person saw me here... Well, obviously that would not be good. Still, I really wanted to see what my sister was going to do to him. What I remember is that Matt had taken her to the prom a few months ago apparently hoping to get laid by the prettiest girl in school. Meridian said it was their first date and that she had a fun enough time with him up until the end of the dance. But then he tried to convince her to go to a motel with him. She politely turned him down saying she wasn't ready for that yet, but that she'd be happy to go out with him again. Well, as one of my favorite cartoon characters says, the boy must be about as sharp as a sack of wet mice. Either that or he's delusional because he thought that showing her his penis outside in the parking lot would help change her mind. Well, obviously that plan didn't work on my sister, but I guess it must have worked on some little slut because Meridian caught a glimpse of a girl leaving with him and later saw his truck parked at the motel on her way home that night. She said she didn't give a shit about that. She was devastated by rumors he started the next week at school that she was a lesbian just like her older sister. Suddenly I realized I might be able to see what she was going to do to him after all. When my sister suggested my dad might have been taping her and Christie naked she wasn't kidding. The man is obsessed with his video surveillance hobby and has installed full color high resolution security cameras all over the freaking house. I booked it into my dad's office and brought up the view from the front entry camera and turned up the audio just as my sister walked into the picture. She opened the door and invited Penis Boy to come inside. As he entered he saw Meridian and tripped over his feet and just about dumped the pizza on the floor. "Hi Matt," she said in her most seductive voice as she shut the door. Matt's jaw was on the floor. I was expecting his tongue to flop out any second. I got up and closed the office door so he wouldn't hear me busting a gut. "Uh, hi uh... uh..." he stammered, visibly straining trying to remember my sister's name. "Meridian," she said. He stood there holding the pizza staring at my hot little sister. He ogled every detail of her body, his eyes wandering up and down never quite establishing eye contact while Meridian said something about how she had been hoping that he would be the guy delivering tonight. "Thanks," she said as she took the pizza from him. She turned around and walked a few steps over to a lamp table and set the pizza down. She bent over from the waist, reaching for her purse that was there on the floor. "How much do I owe you," she asked, peeking over her shoulder and catching Matt staring at her ass. "Um, $17.50," he answered, licking his lips. Meridian took her time getting the money, letting Matt get a really nice long look at her naked backside and thong-covered twat. A minute later she rose and walked slowly back and handed him a twenty dollar bill. His eyes were glued to my sister's legs. "See something you like, Matt?" "Yeah, I mean no, I mean, um, you've got something on your leg," he stuttered. Together they looked down at the stream of semen on Meridian's inner thigh. The most recent load that I had deposited inside of her was clearly no match for gravity. It had finally soaked through her panties and was dripping steadily down her leg. "Oh my God, that's embarrassing," she said shamelessly. "It's cum. Well, at least you can see I'm not a lesbian," she laughed. Matt nodded, his eyes wide. "I love this stuff," she said, running her hand up her thigh and scooping some onto her fingers. "My boyfriend shoots so much of it into me when he fucks me." "Your boyfriend?" "Mmm hmm. He makes my pussy so messy," she continued. "Do you have any napkins? Duh, I'm ridiculous. Of course you don't. That's ok." She licked the cum off her fingers, then pulled her panties to the side and reached into her vagina and scooped out another big glob. Matt gasped. As she brought her hand up to her mouth, she let some of it spill onto her tits and down into her ample cleavage. "Oh goodness, I'm making an even bigger mess. Would you mind helping me?" she asked, pulling the cups of the chemise down fully exposing her chest. "Holy fuck," Matt and I whispered in unison. "Huh?" "Nothing. Are you sure this is such a good idea? What about your boyfriend?" he replied, wiping sweat from his forehead. "Oh don't worry. He's watching funny home videos on television. It's ok, trust me," she said, directing the last sentence to the camera. "What do you want me to do?" "Come here and wipe the cum off my pussy while I clean off my tits. When you get some on your fingers you can put them in my mouth and I'll lick them off. Or you can lick them yourself, I don't care." The poor guy looked like he was going to pass out. As he came closer and reached his hand out towards Meridian's cunt, she pushed it away and said, "Wait, don't you want to kneel down so you can see what you're doing better?" Of course he did, so he kneeled down in front of her and then attempted once again to put his hand between my sister's legs. "Wait," she said, clearly frustrating him. "Having such a cute guy's face down there is making me kind of excited. Do you mind if I rub my pussy for a minute?" He rapidly shook his head back and forth and Meridian pulled her panties to the side. Just a little while ago I had been in the same position Matt was now in and I knew exactly what he was seeing: a beautiful shaved pussy just inches away and an absolutely gorgeous face smiling down at him framed by long blond hair and unbelievable tits. I was surprised the guy's dick hadn't burst out of his pants by now. Meridian began sliding her fingers through her slippery groove and massaging her clit. After only a minute Matt couldn't take it anymore. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out and stroked it as he watched my sister masturbating. Meridian's soft mews soon turned into loud moans. They were obviously exaggerated but Matt didn't seem to notice. "Oh my God, lick me Matt! Lick my clit and make me cum!" she yelled. Matt stuck his tongue out and moved his face closer, drooling over the opportunity to eat my sister's lovely little cunt. Just as his tongue was about to make contact, and just as I was about to go kick his ass, my sister screamed "Oh God I'm cumming!" and a thick and steady stream of piss shot out from between her legs spraying Matt right in his fucking face! "HA HA HAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" "What the hell is that?" Matt asked. "Oh, probably the T.V.," Meridian said quickly, trying the best she could not to bust up laughing herself. He was completely soaked from the top of his head to the bottom of his T-shirt. I was surprised that he just sat there and let her pee on him. He must have been paralyzed from shock. "I'm so sorry Matt. I started cumming and I guess I just lost control," she lied. "Uh, it's alright. I better go though," he said, trying to find a dry part of his shirt. He stood up and wiped his face the best he could, then started putting his penis back in his pants. "Here, let me help you with that," Meridian offered. She took his penis and guided it back into the opening. Then she grabbed the zipper and yanked it upwards. "OWWWWW!!!!" he screamed. Apparently Meridian hadn't put things away very well. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" "No, I'm fucking not ok! Just stay the fuck away from me!" he yelled as he bolted from the house. ... "This pizza tastes so good," Meridian said as we sat together eating at the dining room table. "I am so happy right now." She looked happy. In fact she looked happier than I think I've ever seen her. "Yeah, revenge is sweet." "I was pretty good wasn't I?" she laughed. "You were awesome!" "That's not why I'm happy though Jason. I mean that's part of it, but mostly I'm happy because of you. Because of us. I love you so much." I suddenly realized how much I loved my little sister. Of course I've always loved her, but now I could feel that love and my lust growing together, evolving into something bigger, something better. "I love you so much too Meridian," I replied, smiling back at her. She sat quietly eating for a minute then looked at me and said, "I meant it when I said I wanted you to make a baby inside me." "I know," I replied, reaching over to hold her hand. "You're going to be an awesome mother." "Thanks. So do you still want to watch a movie?" she asked, finishing off the last piece. "Sure. I'll help you clean up first," I said. I got up and took our plates into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. When I returned I found Meridian facing away from me wiping off the table. Even after having fucked her twice that day the mere sight of her was enough to give me an instant erection. She was still wearing the chemise, stockings, and high heels, but had decided to toss her filthy thong and go pantiless for the rest of the evening. Every time she leaned over to wipe the far edge of the table, her cute little pussy peaked out from under the hem of her nighty causing my dick to throb. I quickly stripped off my boxers and walked up behind her and put my hands on her hips and slid them under her chemise and up her sides and onto her boobs as I pressed my groin against her. Meridian responded by bending all the way over and spreading her legs. She arched her back and angled her ass upwards so that her pussy was ready and accessible for mating. I leaned over and kissed her back as I gently pushed my cock all the way deep into her cunt until my balls touched her ass. Meridian reached down between her legs and massaged her clit as I fucked her wonderful pussy. "When I saw you getting the money out of your purse earlier I wanted to come out there and put my cock in you so bad," I whispered. "Mmm... You're so naughty Jason, lusting after your own sister." "You make me so fucking hard Meridian. I can't keep my hands off you," I said, squeezing her tits and thrusting hard into her. "Fuck," she groaned, "I'm so glad. Mmmm, you're dick feels so good in my pussy. You can put it inside me and fuck me whenever you want." I grabbed Meridian's long blond hair and pulled causing her head to tilt backwards as I thrust over and over inside her. "Nnngg yeah, screw me big brother. Come on, fuck your little sister!" My sister's dirty talk really had my adrenaline pumping. My rhythm had steadily been increasing and soon I was slamming my dick hard and fast into my kid sister's pussy. I was beginning to feel the onset of an incredible rush for the third time that day. The erotic sounds of sex echoed all around us. The slurpy gurshies of my prick going in and out of her vagina, the fleshy slaps of my balls smacking against her ass, and Meridian's soft little moans and loud cries of pleasure had skyrocketed me back to happy land. After a little while of mating doggy style, I was ready to try something different. Plenty of times as I'd sat at this table with my family eating dinner, I had gotten hard from looking across at my little sister sitting there looking all innocent and sexy. I had pictured myself lifting her up out of her chair and laying her down on the table and pulling off her pants and fucking her right there in front of everyone. "Meridian, I want to fuck you on the table. Turn around and lay down, 'k? She turned around and sat down on the edge of it as I lifted the chemise off her. She then lay down and lifted her legs high up in the air. I reached around and held one with one arm as I took my dick and rubbed it back and forth through her slippery groove and over her clit a few times before guiding it back into her tight wet hole. Once again my sister and I found ourselves mesmerized at the sight of her cunt being spread so far open, her puffy pussy lips wrapped so fucking erotically around my glistening dick as it slid in and out of her body. "You made and sent me that dildo didn't you?" Busted. "Don't worry, I think it's hot," she giggled when she looked up and saw my red face. "I broke my hymen with a dildo made from my sexy older brother's cock." "Yeah, that is really hot. I got so horny thinking about you using it. I imagined it going in and out of you just like this," I said as I slowly fucked Meridian's pussy. "Mmm... When I used it I was thinking of you," she said shyly as she licked her fingertips and began rubbing her clit again. "Really?" "I picked the bikini I wore to the beach on my birthday just for you. I was hoping I would make you hard." "And did you?" I asked as I leaned over and began licking and sucking one of her stiff little nipples. "Mmhmm, yeah I did. You had the nicest bulge in your shorts the whole day. My friend Cambria wouldn't shut up about how she wanted to pull off your shorts and get on it." "Cambria?!" I blurted out as I looked up and caught the reflection of my sister's best friend in the glass of the china cabinet. "Yeah silly, you know, Cambria?" "He knows who I am bitch," she said, walking into view at the side of the table. "I came here to find out what the fuck you did to my brother... Interesting new boyfriend Merid," she said as she held up her mobile phone and snapped a picture of the explicit incestuous sex scene in front of her. Shit. This can't be good. Chapter 3 If you're like me and have a hot little sister that you've been dying to put your dick inside, chances are excellent that you've probably spent countless hours checking out and masturbating over her hot best friend also. Gorgeous women travel in groups; they gravitate to each other. If you see a good looking female there's bound to be another one close by. My warped immature male mind reasons that this is because deep down all women want to eat pussy. A lady hunting for beaver is going to go for the hottest, sexiest snatch she thinks she has a chance in hell of getting her tongue inside. The pussy must be at least as nice as or nicer than her own. In other words, look around if you see a cunt of high class, close by there's sure to be a lot more fine ass. So, if you're a dude that has a sexy sister that is causing you to leak pre-cum on a regular basis, odds are good that you've thought about banging her friend too because she must be fucking hot as well. Cambria is my little sister's best friend. I have imagined having sex with her just about as many times as I've imagined screwing Meridian. She and my sister have been joined at the hip ever since they met in 7th grade. At first glance you'd think they were sisters. They talk, laugh, and act so alike it's scary. Cambria stands just slightly shorter than Meridian and has long, beautiful, dark brown hair and the biggest, most gorgeous brown eyes I've ever seen. She has an amazing tan body with an especially nice ass. Apparently Cambria is a little jealous of Meridian's tits, although I don't see any reason why as hers are a very nice handful. And yes, I am speaking from experience. When these two females get together, it basically incapacitates me. I can't function whatsoever and they both know it. Cambria thinks it's funny and she does her best to put me out of commission. Ever since I've known her she's loved flirting with and teasing me. Meridian hates it. My sister hates the way Cambria looks at me, the way she touches me, the way she dresses around me, the way she smiles at me, the way she laughs with me... Well, you get the idea. My sister basically hates Cambria when she's around me. I absolutely love the attention I get from Cambria. In fact, I absolutely love her. Now, I've already come clean and admitted my deep and overwhelming lust for my little sister. That's the thing though. Up until just a few hours ago it's all been just lustful fantasy. Never did I actually believe I would really experience the sheer pleasure of penetrating Meridian's pussy with my prick. I certainly never thought she would become my girlfriend, let alone the woman I made a family and spent the rest of my life with. The normal, rational me has always hoped that woman would be Cambria. While I wouldn't go so far as to call her my girlfriend, Cambria and I have dated quite a bit, including going to my senior prom together. We've fooled around a lot, but haven't done anything major. Just before I left for college I told her how I felt about her. She told me she felt the same about me, but we agreed that it would be best for both of us to go out with other people for awhile and not get too serious at least until after she finished high school. We've stayed really close friends and have continued dating off and on, and up until now I've thought that I had a pretty good shot of ending up with her. Now that shot was shot to hell. She had just caught me fucking my little sister. Indeed I was fucked. After this, surely Cambria isn't going to want to have anything to do with me. She was standing there looking seriously pissed and ready to exact some revenge of her own. She appeared more than willing to expose my sister and I to the world and she had the proof and means to do it. The news of me boning my sister was going to spread like wildfire through the valley. My reputation was screwed, my sister would be labeled a brother-fucking slut, and my family would be laughed and scorned out of town. What the hell is wrong with me?!! I shouldn't give a shit. I have Meridian. I would choose my sweet sexy little sister over Cambria any day. And who gives a FUCK what anyone thinks?! Cambria and everybody else can take their holier-than-thou opinions and shove them up their asses for all I care. I love Meridian and that's all that matters. Fuck them all! Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!! Who am I kidding? I totally give a shit. In fact, I was scared shitless! And by the look on her face, so was Meridian. She was on the verge of tears and had folded her arms over her breasts in an attempt at recovering whatever dignity she had left. Feeling completely exposed myself, I started moving away from her to retrieve my shorts. "No, no," Cambria said. "Don't either of you fucking move. There's no sense in stopping now. You may as well keep sliding your dick in and out of her Jason. In fact, if you don't show me how good you can make her cum I'm going to send this picture to everyone I know." "You fucking bitch!!!" Meridian yelled as a big tear dripped down her beautiful face. "You're supposed to be my friend. How can you do this to us?" "Shut up Meridian! Everyone in the whole world is dying to get between your legs and the person you finally let is the one guy I thought you'd never be able to take away from me. You know I love Jason! I should be asking you how YOU can do this to me!" "We don't have to do this Meridian," I said softly. "I really don't care who finds out about us. We can just leave town and never come back." "Oh, how romantic," Cambria said, mocking me. "Don't throw away your whole senior year by being stupid Meridian. Just spread your legs and let your brother fuck you. If you do everything I say then you don't need to worry about anyone finding out your little secret." Silence. Even if Cambria was being a little bitch right now she was a very cute little bitch. She was wearing sandals, cut-offs and a loose-fitting white cami top that tied behind her neck and that contrasted beautifully with her tan shoulders and freshly painted red fingernails and toes. "Fine," my sister said, laying back and uncrossing her arms, defeated. "It's ok Jason. Let's just fuck." Cambria's eyes lit up and she smiled. All the eyes in the room immediately focused on my limp dick. My heart was pounding like crazy, but out of embarrassment and fear, not excitement. Apparently it had been busy pumping the blood out of my cock and sending it to my very hot and surely red face. "Aw, I think your brother's wee wee needs some help," Cambria said, coming over to stand by me. "Watch this Meridian. This usually works. At least from the size of the bulge that appears in his jeans every time he does this to me I assume it will work." Cambria took my hands and placed them on her boobs and squeezed. My dick pulsed. My sister closed her eyes. "Well, we're at least making progress," Cambria giggled. "I was saving this next trick for Jason's birthday, but I don't think I can wait that long. Open your eyes Meridian," she sang. "You don't want to miss this." Cambria leaned over and opened her mouth and took my penis inside. Needless to say all my stress and anxiety immediately disappeared. As she sucked my dick the reality and truth of the situation suddenly hit with full force. There was no doubt in my mind that this night wasn't going to turn into the hell I had first feared. In fact, it was looking more and more like one of my deepest fantasies was about to be fulfilled. Cambria gagged on my rock-solid throbbing erection. "Wow! Your brother doesn't have a wee wee Meridian. He's got a fucking cock!" Cambria exclaimed gleefully. "Oh yeah, I've waited so long to see what you had down here and all I can say is that it was well worth it." She jacked me slowly for a few seconds as she admired my dick. "Can we maybe try and get this over with today?" Meridian asked impatiently. "Mmm, I can't wait until it's my turn and you put this inside me," Cambria said, licking up my shaft. Suddenly she spit a big wad of saliva directly onto Meridian's pussy and began rubbing it around, lubing my sister up and getting her ready for me. Meridian flinched at what I believe was her first experience of being touched sexually by a female. Actually, Cambria may have been only the second person to pet her privates period. "Get your fucking hands off me you whore!" Meridian yelled. "Sorry, we're playing by my rules tonight girl so shut the fuck up and enjoy it," Cambria replied. "You know Jason, there's only one person in the whole universe that I've been dying to fuck more than you. Can you guess who it is?" Judging from the lustful expression on her face as she looked at my sister's hot naked body there was little doubt who it was. "Meridian," I said. "Huh?!!" Meridian's eyes opened wide. "You guessed it stud. Your little sister oozes sex from every pore of her hot little body and my tongue has been aching to lick it up. She always says girls that do girls are disgusting and I never thought I'd get the chance to do this. I guess today is our lucky day, huh Jason?" she said as she stuck her tongue out and licked from Meridian's asshole up through her juicy labia and onto her clit. Fuck yeah!! "Oh my God, what are you doing Cambria?!" Meridian groaned. "Mmmmmmm, your pussy is sooo yummy! I'm giving you a sneak preview of what's to come, babe. And believe me, I'm going to make you fucking cum," Cambria giggled. My sister's best friend had one hand wrapped around my cock and she was holding Meridian's pussy open wide with the other. She pulled me closer and rubbed my dick back and forth through my sister's folds, getting the head all nice and slippery. She nudged the sensitive tip between Meridian's pussy lips at the entrance of her vagina, then let go and stepped behind me. She placed her hands on my hips and peeked her head around to see the action. Then she pushed me forward, watching as my thick cock spread my sister's labia wide and gradually disappeared inside her gorgeous pussy. Meridian and I couldn't help but groan with pleasure. "Oh my God, that's incredibly hot!" Cambria squealed. "How fun! Let's do that again." She pulled back on my hips and all three of us watched as my dick slowly reappeared, wet and glistening with Meridian's love juice. Then she pushed me forward into my little sister's box once again. "Does this feel good Meridian?" Cambria asked as she continued pulling me back and pushing me forward in and out of my sister's sex. Meridian sighed blissfully. "Mmm, your adorable little pussy looks so tight around your brother's big dick." "Mmm hmm, I love my brother's cock. God he feels so good," Meridian groaned. "That's it, Jason. Fuck your sister. Fuck your sister's tight little pussy." After a while Cambria reappeared at our side. She slid her hand down onto my butt and continued to "help" me screw my sister. She placed her other hand on Meridian's mound and massaged her clit for a minute or so, then slid it up and over my sister's flat tummy and onto one of her breasts. "You've got amazing tits girlfriend. You are so gorgeous," Cambria said as she leaned over and began teasing Meridian's nipple with her tongue. "You're such a lezzie slut Cambria," Meridian moaned as her best friend squeezed her breast firmly and sucked the erect nipple into her mouth. Cambria continued licking, sucking and groping Meridian's boobs as she watched in awe brother fucking sister. She had slid her other hand off me and was furiously stroking Meridian's clitoris as we mated. "Fuck her Jason!" Cambria commanded. "Pound that pussy!" I didn't need to be told twice. I began slamming my cock fast, hard and deep into my sister's cunt. "Oh, God, fuck me!!" Meridian yelled as her tits bounced and her body shook from the force of my thrusts. "That's it Jason! Fuck her! Shoot your cum inside her pussy!!" "Fuck!!!!!!!!" my little sister screamed. She didn't need to announce her climax. I could feel it. Her vagina contracted around my dick squeezing it like a vice. Her pussy was so tight and hot at that moment that my cock erupted. I groaned loudly as my balls contracted and waves and waves of burning hot semen violently spewed from my body. Cambria's pretty eyes grew wide as she watched as I flooded my sister's womb with an intense load of incestuous seed. "Yay!! That was awesome!" Cambria giggled, jumping up and down and clapping her hands in approval. What can I say? She was totally right. It had been fucking awesome. For the moment though I was spent, completely exhausted. I pulled a chair off to the side and sat down and struggled to catch my breath. Just when I thought I couldn't possibly feel any higher, Cambria dropped to her knees in front of me and began cleaning my dick off with her mouth. "Nuh uh," Cambria sang to Meridian when she saw my sister beginning to get up. "Stay right where you are. It's time for the next event." "And what would that be?" Meridian asked, scooting backwards and placing her feet on the table. She scowled jealously as she watched her friend's tongue glide over her lover's dick. "Well, let me show you." Cambria stood and reached behind her neck and untied her top and pulled it off and tossed it on the ground. Then she unbuttoned her sexy little shorts and pushed them and her panties down and off her legs. It was the first time I had seen her naked. Of course I had undressed her many many times in my head, but even my fantasy versions of her paled in comparison to the beautiful vixen standing before my sister and I. I wasn't so intoxicated and blown away however that I failed to notice Cambria's mobile phone sticking out of one of the pockets of the cut-offs she had discarded on the floor. Dumb girl. Cambria walked over and pried my sister's legs apart and bent over and began licking Meridian's pussy. It took me a second to realize that Cambria's goal wasn't to get my sister off again, but rather to collect all the semen that was dripping out of Meridian's vagina in her mouth. Once done she stood and climbed up onto the table, straddling my sister and leaning over so that her tits brushed against Meridian's and so that their faces were mere inches apart. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, and then Cambria tried to kiss my sister on the lips. Meridian quickly turned her head to the side, avoiding what clearly she thought was a disgusting homosexual act. With her mouth filled with cum Cambria couldn't say anything so she reached up and slapped Meridian softly on the cheek, then grabbed my sister's chin and forced her to look at her. Tears once again appeared in Meridian's eyes, but she relented and held still while her best friend kissed her on the lips and unloaded my ejaculate into her mouth. I truly felt sorry for my sister, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't completely turned on at the titillatingly lurid sight I was witnessing. And jeez, now it almost looked like Meridian was enjoying it. As she made out with her best friend, Meridian briefly opened her eyes and looked at me, then closed them again. When I realized that she had seen my newly acquired erection I felt like a complete asshole. I decided at that moment that I would be faithful and loyal to my sister. I was going to try to put an end to this. However, just as I was about to make a move for the mobile, Cambria raised up and I froze. "Wow Merid, when did you learn to kiss like that? You made my pussy so wet. I thought you always said you hated French kissing." "Fuck you Cambria," Meridian muttered, her teeth clenched. "Just finish whatever you came here to do and get the fuck out of my house." "Whoa, take it easy girl. You and Jason are each going to do one more thing for me and then I'll leave you two lovebirds alone." She stood up on the table and turned around, then got back down onto her hands and knees and positioned her bald pussy millimeters away from my sister's pouty red lips. "Lick my pussy Meridian." "No you fucking bitch!" my sister screamed defiantly. "You better lick my cunt right now and you better fucking lick it good or else everyone in town is going to know how much you love having your brother's cock inside your pussy," Cambria threatened. "Eat me. Now!!" Trembling and crying my little sister reached around and put her hands on Cambria's ass and pulled her friend's pussy down onto her mouth. Cambria sighed, then lowered her head between my sister's legs and reciprocated by going to town on Meridian's box. For a few minutes I had been wondering whether my sister was proof that my theory that all women deep down crave the taste of pussy was bullshit. However, after just a few seconds of licking Cambria's vulva, Meridian's hands began sliding up and down caressing her friend's body. As one of her hands closed tightly around Cambria's breast and as she shoved two fingers deep into Cambria's vagina, and as the level of her licking and sucking intensified dramatically, I knew my theory was safe. I have seen a lot of erotic things, but watching the two most beautiful girls I know, the women I have lusted over and fantasized about for years, fucking each other right in front of me, and hearing their slurpy sounds and feminine sighs and moans, topped them all. I was witnessing a miracle. I was surrounded by angels. I was in heaven. After a few minutes I suddenly broke free from my trance. Seeing that Cambria was completely occupied with her nose buried in my sister's ass, I felt pretty safe that I could make my move undetected. I got up and quickly grabbed the phone and walked over to stand in front of Meridian, out of Cambria's field of vision. Cambria was either so busy, or experiencing so much pleasure, or both, that she didn't even notice I had moved. Standing next to and looking at Cambria's gorgeous and obscenely positioned naked ass it took all my willpower not to shove my cock into her dripping wet pussy. I felt like I would be cheating on Meridian though if I willingly had sex with her new enemy. Tearing my eyes away from the source of temptation, I flipped open the phone and quickly scanned the recently sent messages. To my great relief I confirmed that Cambria had not sent anything within the last three hours. She certainly had not sent any pictures to anyone. I then began browsing through her photos. She had taken seven - the one I knew about, plus six others. Apparently she is quite the amateur voyeur. I briefly considered sending the photos to myself. They were pretty damn hot. Evidence like that is just too fucking dangerous though, so I deleted each and every one of them. When I had checked and rechecked to make sure they were gone, I decided to browse through some of Cambria's other pictures. Nothing too impressive... Then, I hit the jackpot! It took a few seconds for me to actually believe what I was seeing! Words cannot describe my thoughts at that particular moment. I quickly sent the pictures to myself, then closed the phone and hid it on top of the china cabinet. I was ready to do some blackmailing of my own. "Meridian," I said. No response, just panting and moaning. "Hey Meridian!" Still no response, just sighing and groaning. I think my sister was now a pussy addict. She was sucking, licking and fucking Cambria's cunt like a sex-starved nymphomaniac. There was no sense in trying to communicate with her for the moment. She was having the time of her life and obviously did not want to be interrupted. "Nngg..., fuck yes!" Cambria screamed, thrusting her hips back and forth fucking my sister's face. "Eat my pussy!" "Mmm..., yeah, suck my clit Cambria. That's it, do me just like this," Meridian replied as she took Cambria's clitoris between her lips and sucked it into her mouth, demonstrating what she wanted her friend to do to her. "Oh Meridian, God that feels sooo good!!!" For a first-timer at cunninglus, Meridian must have been a natural at it. As evident from Cambria's cries of pleasure and the way her legs were shaking, my sister must be damn good at eating pussy. These chics were driving me nuts. They were so fucking hot! I wanted to screw Cambria so fucking bad! Fuck! I wasn't going to betray my sister, but I couldn't resist touching Cambria's naked body any longer. I walked over and began sliding my hands up her legs and onto her sexy firm ass. God it was so nice. I caressed her butt for awhile, then continued upwards and massaged her silky soft back and sexy-as-hell shoulders. A few minutes after my hands had closed around Cambria's perky teenage tits, she screamed in ecstasy as her orgasm rippled through her body. As soon as she recovered, Cambria resumed her administrations on my sister. With her sliding her tongue up and down my sister's slit, and with her fingers fucking in and out of my sister's vagina, and with her mouth sucking my sister's clit, of course it wasn't long before Meridian climaxed. If you haven't ever watched two hot women get their freak on and get off together, I highly recommend that you do. You'll never forget it. "Wow Meridian, that was amazing!" Cambria giggled, climbing off the table. "I think you actually like eating pussy." Meridian blushed. "Yeah, your pussy was really yummy Cambria. I absolutely loved eating you." She paused for a minute. "Does that mean I'm a lesbian now?" she asked, clearly embarrassed. "You still like guys right? I mean, does the thought of your brother fucking your cunt with his big huge cock still turn you on?" "Of course," she laughed, smiling at me. "Then you're not a lesbian. You're bisexual." "Ok," Cambria continued, clapping her hands together and smiling. "It's time for you to put that nice dick of yours inside me Jason, but let's go somewhere more comfortable." Cambria told us to follow her, so we all walked into the living room. She went over to the couch and lay down and spread her legs. It was time for me to speak up. "Jason, come over here. Girl, you sit over there in that chair. I want you to watch your brother make love to me." As much as I loved Cambria, as much as I lusted for Cambria, especially at that moment, I knew I loved my sister more. Yeah, Meridian might have believed that I was forced to do her friend, but I knew the truth. I knew I could end this. "No Cambria," I said. "Huh?" she said, completely surprised. "Are you crazy? In the first place, I can see how bad you want to fuck me. Your raging hard-on says it all. Secondly, you do remember that I'm blackmailing you right? Fuck me Jason. You don't have a choice." "Yeah, I'm definitely crazy. You two naked girls are driving me fucking insane. God, you're both so beautiful. Cambria, you're acting like a bitch, but I love you and I do want you so bad. I have for a long time." "Then come over here and put that cock in me silly," she said, reaching between her legs and spreading her cunt open. Fuck! "The thing is though that I love my sister more," I said. "I can't do this to her and I do have a choice. Sorry, but you should be more careful with your phone." As soon as what I said hit her, Cambria's eyes opened wide and a terrified look appeared on her face. She got up and ran into the dining room. "What's going on?" Meridian asked. "I deleted the pictures she took of us." "Pictures? She took more than one?" Before I could answer Cambria came back into the room. As she walked up to me I could see tears in the corners of her eyes. She trembled as she asked me quietly, "Where is my phone Jason?" "It's in a safe place. After we get dressed you can have it back. I promise." Seeing how scared she was broke my heart. I didn't want to hurt her, but I needed to be sure that she wouldn't tell anyone about Meridian and I. I put my arms around her and hugged her. "I really liked the pictures you took of us," I whispered. "They were really hot. They almost turned me on as much as the pictures of you riding Matt's dick." Cambria started to cry. I held her tighter. "You're not going to blackmail us anymore are you, sweetheart?" She stared at the floor and shook her head no. "You're never going to tell anyone about Meridian and I, are you?" I asked. "No," came the tiny reply. "Why did you do it, Cambria?" Meridian asked. "You're my best friend and you're in love with Jason. Why did you threaten us like that?" "I promise I'll tell you everything. Just please don't let anyone see those pictures." "I won't let Jason show them to anyone just as long as you never tell on us. I swear," Meridian said. Cambria smiled that beautiful smile once again. Meridian's reassurance seemed to calm her down and she stopped crying. "Thanks, Meridian. You have every right to be mad at me, but I hope after I explain you'll understand and be able to forgive me." I wiped the tears from her cheeks and we all sat down on the couch and listened as Cambria began her story. Well, at least I listened as much as can be expected of a guy squished between two beautiful naked women. "When my mom got home tonight she saw that Matt was hurting really bad and she freaked out and took him to the hospital." Meridian snickered. "Sorry," she said, covering her mouth, and trying to keep from laughing. "He wouldn't tell her what happened but he'd already told me what you did to him," Cambria continued. "And you came over because you were pissed at Meridian right?" I asked. She looked at me like I was completely stupid. "Hell no, I hate my brother. I came over to congratulate Meridian. He's been a dick to her ever since prom." "Ha ha, yeah, literally," I joked. "Don't be dumb, Jason," came the reply in stereo. "Anyways, when I saw you two having sex all these emotions came over me. I was really mad at both of you. I was angry with you Meridian for stealing my boyfriend. I was mad at you Jason for screwing another woman. I know we said we'd see other people, but actually watching you fuck someone else made me see red. I was so jealous of both of you because you looked like you were enjoying each other so much. I wanted more than anything to feel the way you were making Meridian feel, Jason. I love you so much and I wish that you loved me the same way you obviously love your sister. I mean, the fact that you refused to do me out of respect for her says it all." Meridian silently stared at the floor. She had obviously been affected by Cambria's expression of love for me. "And mostly, you two just made me horny as hell. I couldn't believe how wet my pussy got from watching you guys. My panties were soaked. I tried to get myself off by masturbating while I watched but it wasn't helping. I was serious when I said I've wanted to fuck both of you for so long. I had been expecting that Jason and I would eventually have sex, but I wasn't sure if that was going to happen anymore after seeing him with you. And with you always telling me how disgusting lesbians are, I had always figured I would never get to taste your sweet pussy." "You weren't really ever going to tell on us were you?" I asked. Cambria shook her head no. "You just did whatever you thought it would take to get in Meridian's pants, huh?" She nodded. "I actually can respect that," I said. "I would do anything to get in her pants too. I think everyone on the planet would." "Shut up Jason," Meridian laughed. "He's right you know," agreed Cambria. "You are one hot piece of ass, girl." "Mmm, you have a pretty nice ass yourself," Meridian replied. "Thanks for making me eat your cunt. God, I think I'm addicted to the taste of pussy now. [ha ha, see?] I love it! Fuck, I'm such a slut," she laughed. "Will you tell us one more thing though?" "Sure." "If you hate Matt so much why are you sleeping with him?" Meridian asked. Bad question. Cambria began sobbing again. "Oh, I'm sorry," Meridian said, reaching across me and putting her hand on her friend's thigh. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." "Hell yes she does," I said. "She's going to tell us everything just like she promised." Meridian frowned at me. I smiled and winked at her. "It's ok, Merid. I don't mind telling you guys," Cambria replied. "Basically it all started on prom night. I went into the ladies room for a minute and when I came out I saw you dancing with my date. God, you make me so mad sometimes. Every guy I've ever liked, including your brother, you steal from me." "Oh Cambria, I'm so sorry. I don't do it on purpose. I don't know why guys come on to me so much. And I swear I've never done anything with any guy except Jason." "It's ok. It's not your fault. I know why they come onto you, though. For starters, it's because of these, these, these, this and this," she said, touching Meridian's juicy red lips, her luscious breasts, her creamy thighs, her sexy tummy and her pretty pussy. "And this," I added, reaching under my sister and pinching her ass. "Ow! Stop it," Meridian squealed, hitting my shoulder. "You don't still think I stole your prom date though right Cambria? I mean, you know what really happened that night right?" Meridian asked. Cambria nodded. "So what happened?" I asked. "After her brother was such a jerk I went back inside to call for a ride home and her date stopped me and asked me to dance since she was in the bathroom," Meridian explained. "I should have said no, but my senior prom was ruined by her stupid brother and I wanted to have at least one good thing about it to remember." "My brother is such an asshole." "She never came back from the bathroom," Meridian continued, "so her date offered to give me a ride home. He just dropped me off. He didn't even walk me to the door. Where did you go anyways, Cambria?" "Matt gave me a ride home." Meridian gasped. "You were the girl that I saw getting into Matt's truck?" Cambria nodded. "You went to the motel with him that night instead of me." Again Cambria nodded, tears once again forming in her pretty brown eyes. "Why?" Meridian asked softly. "Because of my fucking mom." "What?!!" Meridian and I shouted. I knew Cambria's mom quite well. I've been invited to dinner plenty of times at her house by her daughter, and I've seen her quite a lot at my little sister's various extracurricular activities. She looks a lot like Cambria - dark brown hair, tan skin, long legs, and nice butt. She's a single lady and always has been. She's never been married and to my knowledge never even has had a steady boyfriend, but who the hell am I though, to know much about her personal life? The lady's name is Nina, which is ironic since it rhymes with my mother's name, Tina. My mom absolutely hates Cambria's mom. (It's actually a wonder that my mom likes Cambria so much considering her venom towards her mother.) Personally I didn't have anything against her. I try not to hate gorgeous women that I hope to fuck someday. I have no idea why my mom hates Nina so much. As I said before, my mom is kind of a bitch, but I still love her. "You know how much my mom dotes on Matt, right?" Cambria continued. "Well, for a couple months leading up to prom my brother was telling my mom and I about how he was planning on losing his virginity that night. Mom was all excited for him and she was giving him all kinds of advice on what to do to make it happen." "HA HA HAAAAA! That is fucking hi-LAR-ious!" I laughed. "So the penis ploy was your mom's idea?" "No, that was Matt's dumbass idea. It was also his own idea to ask out Meridian. I tried telling him that she wasn't even going to make out with him, let alone let him fuck her, but he insisted that he was going to lose his virginity to the hottest girl in school. After he exposed himself to Meridian and she ditched him, he realized his plan was ruined so he called my mom on his mobile and told her what happened. My mom told him she'd do whatever it took to make sure her baby got laid that night." "Nice mom," I said. Cambria and Meridian rolled their eyes at me. "I saw Matt in his truck right then so I told him to take me home. I got in and he handed me the phone. Mom asked if I would do a special favor for Matt and let him have sex with me. I couldn't believe it. I thought she was drunk or something. I told her no way and to fuck him herself. I was shocked when she said normally she would, but that she couldn't that night because she was away on a business trip." "Your mom actually asked you to have sex with your brother?" Meridian asked, eyebrows raised. "Yep, weird huh?" she said. "Anyways, I told my mom that no way was I going to do my own brother. She freaked out. She threatened to kick me out of the house and disown me if I didn't do it. Then suddenly she got all sweet and promised me that if I would do it, she'd buy me the car I've been wanting. I guess I'm a whore, because I said I'd do it. I reasoned that Matt was pretty cute even if he was an ass, and that a dick would feel good in my pussy regardless of who it was attached to. And actually, I know it's gross, but the idea of incest has always really turned me on." Meridian and I looked at each other knowingly. "So Matt took me to the motel and fucked me. Well, if you can call it that. He laid me on the bed and lifted up my dress and pulled my panties off and stuck his penis in me. He came after the twelfth stroke and he couldn't get it up again so we went home. I was just glad someone else had already taken my virginity, and that I didn't give it to my loser brother. "The next day my mom got home and he bragged to her about how he had fucked me all night long. Mom said she wanted proof that he and I had screwed or else she wasn't going to give me the money for the car. She made us get undressed and then told Matt to lie down on the bed and me to climb on and fuck him while she watched." "Your mom took those pictures of you and him together, huh?" I asked. "Yeah, I keep deleting them, but my mom keeps resending them to me. She writes comments about each one, like how hot it makes her to see her son's dick inside her daughter's pretty pussy. She's been trying to seduce me for months. And Matt won't keep his fucking hands off me now. He wants to screw me again but I won't let him so he's been grabbing my ass and tits and putting his hand between my legs every chance he gets. He even does it in front of Mom. She just laughs and does it too." "I fucking hate them," she said, crying once again. I put my arm around her and held her as we sat there quietly for a few minutes. Meridian was the next to speak. "I had no idea what you're going through, Cambria. I feel awful," she said, reaching across me and holding her friend's hand. "It's ok. I probably should go. I'm really sorry for what I did to you." Meridian smiled. "Sorry? Why should you be sorry? I love pussy now because of you! And actually, you watching and helping Jason and I fuck was pretty exciting." Cambria laughed. "Yeah, it was really fun playing with you guys." "And you can't leave yet. You still haven't fucked my brother." "WHAT??!!" Cambria and I exclaimed. "You guys heard me." We sat there stunned. "Don't stare at me like that. Well, I just figure I'm not going to be able to stop eating Cambria's pussy, so it's only fair if Jason gets to put his dick in it," she laughed. "Look, we all have feelings for each other and we all want to fuck the shit out of each other. So, we could be jealous and make this really complicated, or we could decide together to make it really simple." "I vote simple," I said. "Me too," Cambria agreed. "Awesome. So, Cambria, you should know that Jason and I are trying to make a baby together. We're all the way in love and we're going to spend the rest of our lives together. Nothing will change that. So the only question is whether you want to spend the rest of your life with us. Are you willing to share Jason with me?" Cambria's face lit up. "Yes, of course," she replied, her beautiful eyes sparkling. God, I love her smile. "Well, you said you hate your mom and brother and want to get away from them. So why don't you marry Jason? You're eighteen; your mom can't stop you. You guys can get married and then I'll come live with you. That way we can all be together and no one will be suspicious about Jason and I." "I'll do it on one condition," said Cambria. "You have to fuck your babies into me too, Jason." "Yay! Then we have a deal!" shouted Meridian. I awoke a few seconds later. I guess I must have blacked out. "Jesus, Jason, are you alright?" Cambria asked. "Uh, yeah, sorry," I replied. "I don't think his heart is beating fast enough," Meridian said. "Let's help him out." Meridian and Cambria both leaned over and put their heads in my lap. Cambria licked my balls while Meridian licked my dick. "Wow, I think his heart is already beating a little faster," giggled Cambria, eyeing my dick as it swelled in my sister’s mouth. "Jason, I think it's about time you got to screw my best friend," Meridian said. At that moment my cock was hard enough to pound nails. Another fantasy was about to be checked off my list - fucking my little sister's hot best friend. With the full approval and blessing of my sister no less. "Are you sure, Meridian?" I asked. "I mean, you're really ok with this?" "I'm not ready yet to watch you two make love," Meridian answered. "I don't know if I ever will be. So when you two are alone you can make love. When I'm around though, I expect you to fuck. And I sure as hell expect you to let me join in." Cambria and I both nodded our agreement, and then my little sister rotated her gorgeous body around upside-down so that her head and shoulders were on the seat and so that her ass and feet were resting on the back cushion of the couch. "Come here Cambria and let me lick your clit while Jason fucks you from behind. You can try to get me off before Jason fills your pussy up with cum," she giggled. Cambria wasted no time straddling Meridian and presenting her with a facefull of sweet lickable twat. I stood up and watched as Meridian licked up and down her slit a few times and then inserted her tongue deep in her friend's vagina. "Mmmm!! Your pussy tastes so good Cambria. I love it!" my sister said from between her friend's thighs. As my sister got Cambria ready for me, I raced down the hall and returned seconds later with Meridian's dildo. Cambria giggled when I gave it to her and enthusiastically began fucking my sister's pussy with it as she licked and sucked her clit and caressed up and down her stocking covered legs. Meridian groaned in ecstasy, the extreme pleasure she was experiencing clearly apparent on her beautiful face. I stroked my dick for a second as I caressed Meridian's cheek and asked her to open her mouth wide. She did, and I slowly inserted my cock between her pouty red lips and deep into her throat until she had taken all of me inside her. I couldn't believe she was able to do that! Holy fuck! I reached around and squeezed and fondled Cambria's tits as I gently thrust in and out of my deep-throating little sister's sexy mouth. Cambria's skin was so wonderfully smooth. Her perky breasts felt so soft yet so amazingly firm. I traced around her areolas and long, erect nipples that I was aching to suck on. I slid my hands down her tummy and between her legs and slid two fingers into her hole. I fucked them in and out covering them with her wetness, then brought my hand up and placed my fingers on her lips, letting her smell her own pungently erotic odor which was proof of her body's excited and aroused state. She opened her mouth and sucked my fingers causing my cock to throb involuntarily in my sister's throat. My high was returning; I ached for more. With my cock harder then hell and Cambria's pussy dripping wet and ready for me I withdrew myself from my sister's mouth. Meridian knew it was time. She reached around and placed the palms of her hands on the cheeks of Cambria's tight little ass and spread her best friend's pussy open for me. "She's all ready for you Jason," Meridian breathed, struggling to communicate due to the intense pleasure Cambria was exerting on her privates. "Fuck her, sweetheart." "Yeah sweet boy. Please fuck me," Cambria said, looking back at me over her shoulder and smiling. I brushed Cambria's hair off to the side and leaned over and reached under her arms and held onto her shoulders as I began kissing her neck. I thrust upwards a few times, sliding my dick back and forth along the crack of her sexy ass before angling downwards and pressing forward into her slippery wet folds. I pushed slowly into her, enjoying and committing to memory the intense sensations and extreme pleasure of entering her tight eighteen year old pussy for the first time. "Mmmm... Wow Jason, your dick feels huge inside me." "It's so nice, isn't it?" my sister agreed. Having dumped my load already so many times that day, there was no danger of cumming too soon no matter how hard I banged her. So I held nothing back. I slammed my dick over and over hard and fast into her cunt, rocking her body and eliciting all kinds of sexy moans and groans of pleasure. "Nngg, goddamnit fuck meeeeeee!" Cambria screamed, still masturbating my sister with the vibrating clone of my cock. "That's it, Jason! Fuck that pussy hard!" Meridian encouraged, as she slid her tongue back and forth over Cambria's clit. "Fuck, Cambria your pussy feels so good!!!" I groaned, as I grabbed her tits and squeezed as I continued ramming my dick into her body. Whatever she was doing with her pussy, it felt so fucking good. Somehow she was making it contract over and over around me, essentially milking my shaft. The girls were both now screaming and moaning louder than hell, intensifying my high and the extreme pleasure of every move I made. "Mmmm!!! Oh, Cambria, you're going to make me cum, baby!" Meridian announced. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy Cambria! Oh, God! I'm cumming!!!!!!" When Meridian screamed at the height of her ecstasy, Cambria discarded the dildo and clenched the leather of the couch in her tight little fists. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the cock that was violating her special place and giving her so much pleasure. "That's it Jason, fuck me! ... You're screwing my pussy so good! ... Oh God, you feel so fucking good in me! ... Fuck me! That's it! ... Fuck, I'm cummmmming!!!!!" My ego soaring from having given this goddess such an intense orgasm, I grabbed a hold of her dark brown hair and pulled her head back as I banged the hell out of her pussy. I was ready. I slammed my balls hard against her ass one last time, burying my cock deep within her vagina, and pumped my seed into her beautiful teenage body. Cambria quickly stood up on the couch and positioned her cunt directly over Meridian's. My sister immediately understood her best friend's intentions and she reached up and spread her own pussy open. I would have thought that after having cum so many times in a single day that another erection would have been impossible, but as the three of us watched silently in awe as my sperm dripped out of Cambria's pussy into Meridian's vagina, my cock twitched. ... "Thanks for walking me home, Jason," Cambria said. We had been sitting on her back porch swing in the dark for the last twenty minutes or so, holding each other and talking. It was Meridian's idea that I go with her. I guess she wanted Cambria to know that she was sincere about her willingness to share me with her. Actually, pretty much that's what we had been talking about. I had told her how much I loved both her and Meridian and how much I wanted to be with both of them, but that I could understand if it she thought my sister's idea was too weird or would make her feel too uncomfortable. She just laughed and said not to worry. She would give anything to be with me, and she saw my sister as an added bonus. I was just about to kiss her when suddenly the lights in Cambria's house turned on. "Great. That sucks. My mom and brother are home," Cambria said. "It's ok, it's pitch dark out here. They can't see us, and I want to kiss you," I replied. Cambria and I had made out many times on that swing, and I was looking forward to doing it again. At that moment though, I saw Nina and Matt through the big back windows walking into the dining room. It had been a little while since I last saw Nina and I have to say, she was looking fine. She was wearing a cute little sundress that reached not quite to mid-thigh and was held up by a couple of thin straps. Her boobs looked great in that dress. They sort of reminded me of my mom's. You know, large. I don't know what it is about MILFs and big tits, but man they make my dick hard. It had been very hot that day and Cambria had opened the dining room windows to let in some fresh air before she and I had stepped out onto the patio. We could hear every word of their conversation. And actually, the topic they were discussing made it very difficult not to eavesdrop. "Are you sure your penis is alright?" Nina asked. "I'm fine Mom. Jeez, it's embarrassing enough that you made me go to the hospital. I really don't want to discuss my penis with you," Matt replied. "I just thought maybe a pretty nurse could help make it feel better. I'm really sorry you got that fat old grandma lady." Matt quivered. "I'm worried about you, baby. I need to make sure you’re alright. Let Mommy take a look." What the fuck?! The day just kept getting better and better. Whatever was going to happen, they had my attention. Cambria seemed pretty interested in watching what her mom and brother were up to as well. Very quietly we sneaked around and hid behind the five foot high brick wall which enclosed the patio. We were probably fifteen feet or so from the dining room. We peered over the structure just in time to see Nina reach over and start unbuttoning Matt's jeans. "God Mom, I told you I'm fine," he said, though not making any effort to stop her. "Besides, Cambria could come home any minute." "Hurry," I whispered. "Call your mom and ask her if it's ok if you stay out with Meridian a little longer." "You're bad Jason," Cambria said, trying not to giggle too loudly. She got up and ran a safe distance away from the house. A couple seconds later the phone in the dining room rang. "Hello," Nina answered. "Oh hi Cambria... Of course it's ok if you stay out later," she said, licking her lips as she resumed unbuttoning her son's pants. Fuck yes! "Yeah, he's ok. I think he's actually feeling pretty good right now," she said, reaching into his jeans and caressing him. "Ok, have fun sweetheart. Bye bye." Cambria returned a couple seconds later to see her brother's pants and underwear down around his ankles and her mother on her knees with her face inches away from his erect dick. Cambria's hand immediately went between her legs and started rubbing her pussy through her shorts as she stared at her family through the window. "Yeah, yeah," she said, "I know. I'm an incest-loving freak." "Join the club." "Oh sweetheart," Nina said, "your poor penis is so big and swollen. It needs some medicine. Did you know that honey is a natural antibiotic?" She grabbed the honey bear off the kitchen counter and began squirting the sweet sticky goo all around the head and up and down the shaft of her son's perfectly healthy cock. "Uh oh. It's dripping onto your testicles and getting all over the place," she giggled. "I think I used way too much. Here, let me clean some of it off for you." Nina set the honey bear down and stuck her tongue out and slowly licked the length of her son's dick. Matt closed his eyes and rested his hands on her head as she began sucking the honey off his balls. "Hmm, I don't think that's working very well. Let me try another way." She opened her mouth and took Matt's prick between her lips and deep into her mouth. "God Mom, that feels so much better," Matt groaned. "Fuck! I can't take this anymore," I whispered. I moved over to stand behind Cambria and unzipped my pants and guided my hard-on through the opening. Then I reached around her and unbuttoned her cut-offs and pushed them and her panties down over her beautiful butt. I wasted no time dicking around with foreplay; Cambria was horny as hell and her pussy was already sopping wet. I just put my cock between her legs and thrust it into her cunt and began fucking her while we watched her mother sucking her brother's penis. "There, I think that medicine should help," Nina said a few minutes later. "Oh, now Mommy isn't feeling so good, baby." It hurts right here," she pouted, lifting her dress up and rubbing her pussy through her panties. "Maybe you should let me have a look," Matt suggested. "Ok, baby. Will you also make sure my boobies are alright? They're feeling a little sore too." Nina pushed the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and the bodice of her dress fell to her waist. There they were. The twins. Naked. God they were big and sexy. Fuck! And this idiot gets to suck and fuck them. Matt reached up and groped his mother's breasts and told her to lie down. "Maybe they need some antibiotics also," he said. She nodded her agreement and he took the bottle and squirted honey all over his mother's chest. "Don't use your hands, baby. They'll get all sticky," she said when he went to spread the honey around. "Why don't you use your penis? It's already messy." Matt kicked off his pants and underwear as Nina removed her panties. He straddled her and slapped her tits a few times with his cock and then used it to apply the honey. "That's it Matt, spread it all around. Make sure you get it all over my nipples real good too. "Oh, it's too sticky. Spit on my tits, maybe that will make it easier." Matt scooted back and did as his mother asked. He had no problem producing enough saliva to slicken things up. He had been drooling like crazy ever since his mother exposed herself. Nina cradled his head against her, sighing as he licked the honey off her breasts and sucked it from her erect nipples. "Now spread it in between them real good, baby" Nina said, reaching up and squeezing her melons together. Matt scooted back up and slid his cock into the channel she had created and began fucking his mother's jugs. I slid my hands under Cambria's shirt and played with her breasts as I fucked her, imagining that it was my dick that was sliding between her mom's lovely and amazing breasts. "Oh God Matt, you're making my tits feel so much better, but it's making Mommy's pussy hurt so bad. Matt reached back and put his hand between her legs and began rubbing her pussy. Even as far away as we were, I could see that Nina was completely aroused. "Is this where it hurts?" Matt asked as he caressed her. "Mmmm, yeah, right there is where it hurts. Mommy's pussy is aching. Please rub it for me baby. "Look how turned on your mother is, Cambria. Her pussy lips are so puffy and wet. Your brother is going to fuck your mom," I whispered. "He's such a mother fucker," Cambria replied. "I wouldn't mind fucking her. I'd screw her just like this," I said, pumping my dick aggressively in and out of Cambria's pussy. "Mmmm, you're so sexy Jason," she groaned. "God Matt, it's starting to hurt really bad! It fucking hurts deep inside me! Help me baby," Nina moaned, spreading her legs. "Come here darling. Put your penis deep inside Mommy's pussy and inject my womb with your special white medicine." Matt climbed between his mother's legs and slid his cock into her vagina. Nina sighed and closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his back as he pumped his dick in and out of her pussy. Clearly, they had done this many times before. I don't care if he was an asshole. Watching him have sex with his own mother was fucking awesome! Well, that is while it lasted. "Fuck Mom, I'm cumming!" "Goddamnit Matt!" ... "Mmm, I love you so much, Jason," Cambria sighed. "And I love you Cambria." Matt may be a quick cummer, but I definitely was not, especially not after all the times I had ejaculated that day. When Matt had finished his business and terminated the show, I noticed a patio lounge chair nearby, so I had dragged it over behind the wall and lay Cambria down on it and had resumed fucking her. Well, to be more precise, I began making love to her. More than anything I wanted her to know that I really did love her and that I truly wanted to be with her. I could see from the way that she looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes and from the way that she kissed me and from the way that she moved her precious body against me that she knew that I did. I had been wondering if it was possible to love and please two women. At that moment I had no doubt that I could, and my next task would be to prove it to Meridian when I got home. As we kissed and enjoyed each other's bodies, the phone rang inside. We heard Cambria's mom answer it, and then we heard the back door open. Normally I would have been nervous about her catching me fucking her daughter, but after what Cambria and I had just witnessed I really didn't give a shit if she saw us. Nina didn't know it yet, but I owned her now. Besides, Cambria's pussy felt so good. There's no way that anything could have stopped me from sliding my dick in and out of it at that moment. "I miss you so much," Nina said. "I'm so fucking horny, darling. I can't stop thinking about you. My pussy is so wet. God I need you to come home and fuck me. ... I do masturbate. You know that. ... No, I need your big cock in my pussy, baby. A dildo's just not the same. ... I hate having one night stands. I'm not a slut. ... Ok, you're right, I'm your slut," she giggled. "I'm your dirty little slut." "Your mom has a boyfriend?" I asked. Cambria shrugged. "When are you coming home from Chicago, Richard?" Chicago?! Richard?! "Isn't your dad named Richard?" Cambria asked. "Damn it, that sucks. I don't know if I can survive without having your cum inside my pussy for three whole weeks," Nina whined. "You better not waste it all on Christie. She doesn't need it; she just had your baby. Besides, what if you run out?" Oh my God. My mind started racing and my heart started pounding like hell. "I know, I know. I was just being silly. You've been pumping sperm into me for more than twenty years. I'm not worried that you'll run out. ... Yeah, the twins are fine. Cambria is hanging out with your daughter tonight so Matt kept me entertained. He was really sweet." Sticky too. "I really am happy that you get to have another baby, big brother," Nina said. "It just makes me sad that I can't share that part of your life with you. I wish we didn't have to have all these secrets. I wish we could tell your kids that I'm their aunt. I wish we could tell our kids who their father is. And mostly I wish we could make love without worrying that Tina was going to find out about us again." WHAT THE FUCK?!!!!!!!!! Cambria's eyes sparkled and her smile was bigger and more beautiful than I've ever seen. "I love you big brother," she whispered. "I love you too cousin." And with that, I kissed her and drove balls deep into her cunt and let my cock and my mind explode, bathing her pussy in a flood of loving incestuous semen

Me and my brothers By Emerald Green Chapter I. It Started I have two half-brothers…one older and one younger. I know what you’re thinking but no my mother is not a slut. She just had a hard time finding a good man. Bobby is my older brother. He was named after his father who we now call Robert (we don’t see him much.) When mommy got pregnant and she told Robert, he just up and disappeared. They weren’t married and Robert thought she was trying to force him into marriage. She did not go home to her parents because she had seen her sister do that and she was determined to survive on her own. Robert’s buddy, Carl invited my mommy to move in with him, “Just until after the baby is born.” She was having trouble making ends meet but she was afraid that all Carl wanted was sex. They worked at the same place, he in the shop and she in the office, so they saw each other every day. He kept telling her he had an extra room and she was welcome to it. After a month of his offering she finally accepted the invitation. It turned out that all he expected was for her to do most of the house cleaning and some of the cooking. When she was about six months along they fell into bed with each other. She says, “He became too nice to pass up.” Then about a month after Bobby was born Carl and mom got married. Two days after Bobby’s second birthday I was born. Mommy named me Carlene after my father (Everyone calls me Carly.) I never got to know him because just a few months after I was born he was killed while riding his motorcycle. Lucky for us Carl had a big life insurance policy. The man I think of as my daddy is named Arthur (Art). Mommy met him about six month after Carl died when he hired on as shop manager where she works. About three months later he asked her to marry him. She made him move in with us to see how he was as a father. They were married two months later and my little brother Donny was born six days after my second birthday and four days after Bobby’s fourth birthday. Momma and daddy are good parents and what we kids did was not their fault. I want you to know that before I tell you what we did. Don’t get me wrong. We were good kid for the most part. We did good in school. We did not lie or cheat or steel. We did not hurt anyone. None of us have police records. I remember clear as can be the day the things that I’m going to tell you about started. I was 12½ years old and Bobby and I were in middle school and Donny was still in primary school. Bobby and I got home from school about half an hour before Donny, and momma and daddy would get home about a half hour after that. This day I went straight to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the three of us and Bobby went upstairs to his room. He usually stopped in the family room and played a video game but on this day he seemed unusually silent and had gone to his room. Being the curious person I was I went quietly upstairs and down the hall to listen at his door before calling him for his sandwich. I heard him moan and a soft slap-slap sound. I had no idea what I was hearing. I imagined he was hurting himself so I opened the door to stop him. I am sure that if you are reading this, you are old enough to know more than I did. Yes what I saw was my brother beating off…masturbating, but I was so innocent or ignorant I did not know what he was doing even after seeing it. I startled him when I asked, “What’re you doing?” He jumped and tried to cover himself. “Go way!” he said. “Are you hurting yourself?” I asked. “No! Go away!” he responded. “It sounded like you were hurting yourself,” I said. “Get out of here!” he shouted. I stepped back and closed his door. I then raised my voice to tell him his sandwich was ready. On my way back to the kitchen I thought that maybe he was just playing with himself but it sure looked and sounded like he was hurting himself. I had finished my sandwich and had started my homework when he came to get his sandwich. I said, “I’m gonna tell mom and dad you were hurting yourself.” “I wasn’t hurting myself!” he snapped. “It sure looked like it,” I insisted. Raising his voice he shouted, “Carly listen…I wasn’t hurting myself. You don’t need to tell anyone. From now on just stay out of my room.” “But I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” I pleaded. “I wasn’t hurting myself. Carly listen…I was playing with myself. You are so dumb. All boys play with themselves,” he shouted. “That didn’t look like play to me,” I commented. “You play with yourself the way you want and I’ll play the way I want and don’t you say anything to mom and dad ‘cause they will punish you for coming in my room without being invited.” He went to play his video game. He was right. Not more than a couple months earlier he had been punished for coming uninvited into my room. At the time he was only teasing me but because I tattled on him he was grounded from his stupid video game for a week. I didn’t know what the folks would take from me but I decided not to find out. The result of this incident was that it caused me to think about playing with myself. I enjoyed the gentle fingering that I did but I thought maybe I was missing out on something. Maybe I should try something more intense. I realized I had to pee so I went to the bathroom. While still sitting on the toilette after I had peed, I gently fingered my little button. It felt good. My finger was dry and when I tried to press a little harder it hurt. There was some hand lotion right there so I put a little on my finger and rubbed my little button. I pressed harder and the feeling was intense. It was almost more than I could take. I stopped and breathed deeply. I realized I had not locked the door so I locked it and put some more lotion on my finger. I rubbed hard and fast. The sudden surge of pleasurable feeling hit me and I moaned. I stopped and thought how good that felt. I wondered why I had not discovered this before. I again rubbed more fresh lotion over my little button. I began rubbing vigorously with all the fingers on my right hand. It was only when I heard the doorknob rattled and my little brother Donny asking if I was alright, did I realize I had been moaning quite loudly. Breathlessly I called to him saying I was okay. He asked me to hurry up ‘cause he had to pee. I told him to use the upstairs bathroom. I heard his feet thunder up the steps. I contemplated what I had done and had the desire to continue but I decided that I now had both my brothers in the house I did not have the privacy I needed. I’ll try it again in bed tonight, I told myself. I washed my hands and face as I calmed my racing heart and rapid breathing. When I returned to my school work at the kitchen table I discovered Donny’s sandwich untouched on the table. I picked it up and went looking for him. I found him in the family room standing behind Bobby, watching him play that stupid video game. “Donny, here’s your sandwich.” He wheeled around. “Thanks,” he said as he took the sandwich from me, then he asked, “Why were you crying in the bathroom?” Bobby paused his game and looked at me. I had to make this answer good so he did not say anything. “Oh, uh, I uh,” I tried to think fast. “Uh, well, I’m constipated and it hurts to poop.” With a frown on his face, Bobby nodded and went back to his game. Donny said, “Oh, sorry,” and stuffed the sandwich in his mouth. I hoped that I had come up with a good enough explanation. I knew Donny had been deceived but I was not sure about Bobby. Mom and Dad got home and the rest of the evening went by like most evenings in our house. When I went to bed in my room that night I used some more hand lotion and tried my new method of masturbation. I could not keep myself from moaning. I stuffed the sleeve of a sweatshirt in my mouth and bit down on it. This was not very affective. I tried to be more gentle but my desire to experience the intense feelings that I had earlier in the day drove me to more pressure and speed. I knew mommy and daddy were still downstairs and could not hear me but Bobby was across the hall and Donny was next door. I did not want them to hear me. I tried as hard as I could to not moan loud enough to be heard. Whenever I made too much noise I would stop. I lay there frustrated by my dilemma until mommy and daddy came to bed. I then knew I would have to wait for another time. I could not go to sleep. I thought back to when I had heard noises from my parents’ room. I remembered noises which sounded to me like someone rocking in a rocking chair. Oh, I said to myself, they were playing with themselves or…yeah, with each other. That’s what people did when they had sex. I did fall asleep because I had a dream about watching Bobby jerk off. He could not see me so I fingered myself as I watched him. I woke up moaning quite loudly. The intense burning or electric feeling deep down in my gut felt so good I wanted it to continue but I stopped to listen. There was not a sound in the house. I looked at my digital clock and saw it was 2 in the morning. I got some lotion on my hand and tried to continue. I was able to keep the volume of my moans down by just letting myself moan softly until the feeling grew more intense than I had ever felt before. Now, I was so far gone that I could not stop. I was almost screaming but I could not stop until suddenly I felt that I was floating and then falling silently. I became ridged…not breathing. My toes curled and I gripped the sheet with both hands. My heart was pounding in my ears loud enough to wonder if others could hear it. Then I slowly relaxed, coming down from wherever I had gone. I realized I was breathing rapidly. My heart was still beating rapidly but my heart and breathing began to slow as I continued to relax. I was covered with perspiration. My relaxation seemed to continue until I fell into a deep sleep. In the morning during breakfast my thoughts went back to that intense feeling that I had experienced. Suddenly I was brought back from my reverie when mommy asked, “What’s wrong Carly? Don’t you feel like eating?” “No, I’m okay,” I said as I spooned my mouth full. “She zoned out like all girls do,” Bobby said. “Bobby, what makes you such an expert on girls?” mommy asked. I looked at him and saw he was looking down at his cereal without acknowledging her question. Four or five times in the day I zoned out with remembrances of my intense masturbation. Each time I was brought out of it when I was asked by a teacher of fellow student if I was okay. I did not even speak to Bobby or him to me until we got off the bus at home after school. When we had separated enough from the neighbor kids that they could not hear he asked, “You going to the bathroom to beat off again?” I decided to respond with a simple, “Yes.” I wanted to see how he would react. He kind of stammered when he said, “Well…then…if I hear you crying, I won’t come checking on you.” I did, I went directly to the upstairs bathroom where I proceed to give myself the most intense orgasm of my life to that point. I allowed myself to scream without restraint. When I came down from the new heights that I had reached I found myself on my hands and knees on the bathroom floor. My inner thighs were drenched with my pussy fluids. I wiped myself dry and washed my hands and face. I arranged my clothes and opened the bathroom to leave. There was Bobby with his peter in his hand. I had never seen it up close like this, at least not since we were little kids in the bathtub. That was so long ago I could hardly remember. It was now bigger than I thought it would be. He was pumping on it real fast. “Get out of here!” I shouted. Rather breathily he said, “Sorry Carly but I heard you and could not resist joining…oh…ah…ah.” I though he was just mocking me and then white stuff spurted out of his peter. It repeatedly spurted his stuff out onto the floor. I was transfixed for a few moments, staring at what he had done. Before turning to walk away I said, “You better clean that up.” We avoided each other the rest of the evening. In fact he did not speak to me again until we got off the bus the next day. He asked, “Did you like what you saw yesterday?” I did not answer him. I walked home in silence. When we enter our house he said, “Wouldn’t it be fun to watch each other?” “Humph, if you think I’m interested in watching you beat off, you’re crazy.” I went to the kitchen where I made sandwiches. Bobby went to the downstairs bathroom, leaving the door ajar so I could hear him beat off. I had had enough. I slammed down the butter knife I was using, inhaled deeply, and went to the bathroom door. When he saw me he asked, “Change your mind, Carly?” “You keep pushing this and I’m telling mom and dad. What you’re doing is lots worse than my entering your room without permission,” I announced. I slammed the door shut and returned to the kitchen. I realized my heart was pounding and my pussy was itching. I had an almost overwhelming desire to masturbate. My head was saying one thing but my body was saying the opposite. I could not believe what I was thinking of doing. I said aloud, “You’re 13 years old. You know better than to join Bobby in his stupid game.” I did not care what my body was saying. I finished making the sandwiches, sat down to eat one of them, and started my homework. Concentrating on my homework seemed to drive my bodily desires away. Bobby came out of the bathroom and went directly to the family room without getting his sandwich. I decided not to say anything to him. When Donny came home he asked while picking up his sandwich, “Do you feel better today?” “Oh yes, much better,” I said. “Come here,” I added. He stepped up close beside the chair in which I was sitting. I think he thought I was going to show him something from my homework. Instead I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek before he knew what I was doing. He struggled in my arms but I held him close to me, kissing him again. He bent his legs, falling to the floor, and slipped from my grasp. He scurried away from me before standing up. “What did you do that for?” he asked. “I just wanted to show my appreciation for your thinking about me,” I answered. “You made me drop my sandwich,” he said as he pointed at his peanut butter and jelly sandwich lying on the floor between us. “I’m sorry. Here have this one,” I said handing him the one still on the plate on the table. I added, “I’ll clean that up,” indicating the sandwich on the floor. “Thanks Carly,” he said as he skipped off to the family room. I looked at the sandwich on the floor thinking that I should leave it there and if Bobby came for his sandwich I would tell him to pick it up and eat it. No, I told myself, there is no use making things worse. I picked up the sandwich and tossed it in the trash basket. Using a paper towel I wiped up the little bit of peanut butter and jelly that was on the floor. I returned to my homework. A few minutes later I heard Bobby say, “You leave that alone Donny.” He came up beside me and asked, “Where’s my sandwich?” “Guess you’ll have to make your own,” I said without looking up from my homework. “If I have to make my own, I’ll make it my way,” he said as he proceeded to make his sandwich. His way was to spread a liberal amount of peanut butter on a slice of bread, place a slice of bread on that, then he spread a liberal amount of strawberry jam on the second slice to which he added a third slice of bread. He returned to the family room without putting things away. I decided to not make a fuss about it and put everything away. Shortly after mommy and daddy got home, daddy made Bobby do his homework and I was allowed to watch what I wanted on TV for a while. Then after dinner, mommy reminded us that it was Thursday and that meant family reading time and it was my turn to read a chapter of the book we were reading. We all gathered in the family room and since I was reading this day I sat in the loveseat. Donny always sat next to the reader except when it was his turn to read and then he and mommy would sit in the loveseat so she could help him if he needed it. This day Donny took his time getting seated and daddy said, “Come on Donny, I want to know what happens next.” “I just want to make sure Carly don’t try kissing me again,” Donny said. “Kissing you?” Bobby asked. Not looking at Bobby I said to mommy and daddy that I had been teasing Donny and then I said to Donny I was sorry and he would be safe with everyone around. He plopped down next to me and cuddled up close like he usually did. I put my arm around him and began reading. After the reading was finished for this week it was time for Donny to head off for bed. A half hour later I went to the upstairs bathroom to take a bath before I went to bed. I knew that if I took a bath I would wind up masturbating so I took a shower. As I began to wash my pussy, I started to masturbate and I could not stop. I was able to keep my moaning down so that I don’t think anyone in the house heard me. After I came down from that wonderful high I turned the shower to as cold as I could take it for a little while. That night as soon as my head hit the pillow I drifted off to a dreamless sleep. There were no more unpleasant incidences between me and Bobby and after a while things between us came to be like they had been before. We fought about silly things and he even offered to help me with my science project (I think after mommy told him to.) Continued in Chapter II. Christmas Vacation

Boy. Where do I start? Certainly not here, with my younger brother’s naked body draped over me; his incestuous cum seeping out of my pussy. I guess we need to back up, what, four or five days… no, lets go back a little further and pick up some backstory first. Yeah, let’s start there. Everything will make more sense by the end. My name is Sarah and I have a younger sibling, my brother, Kyle. Now, Kyle and I weren’t what you would call close-close, but we got along pretty well, for brother and sister. Growing up we never had any big blowout fights with each other and, as I got older, Kyle seemed to appreciate me more and maybe even idolized me a little before I left for college. Kyle was always the happiest of our family. Mom and I got along better than most mothers and daughters. Our family drama never rose beyond little, annoying things. Kyle and I had the kind of mom who never got mad or angry with us when we did something wrong or got into trouble. She would just look hurt and disappointed, which was way worse than yelling at us. So we tended not to get into any trouble, or we were damn sure we wouldn’t be caught. We knew that if the police brought either of us home it would have broken her heart to pieces. So we made sure that never happened and she doted on us and loved us and let us go when it was time. All in all, a pretty decent environment to grow up in. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah. Kyle. Like I said, he was always the ‘happy’ kid, nothing ever seemed to darken his mood for long. Honestly, it was always refreshing and nice to have him around. He wasn’t the most popular but you always wanted him at your party because he was so likeable. And by his senior year, he had grown to a hunky 6’1” and 185 lbs of sculpted muscle. Even I, his sister, had to admit to his premium fuckability. When I headed off to my first year of college, out of state, Kyle put on a brave face but he couldn’t hide his tears as I waved goodbye. That was the last time I saw the Kyle that was, the Kyle I remember. I say “was” because something had changed after I left for college. Kyle had changed. Only, I hadn’t really noticed he had been replaced until I moved back to my home city where Mom and Kyle lived. The six years I had been away flew by in the blink of an eye. I did my best with phone calls to Mom and Kyle during that time; first weekly then monthly and finally every other month. The calls tended to be the same… “No, no. Nothing new. Same here.” we would all tell each other. Looking back on it, I should have noticed the change in Kyle through our phone calls. He sounded a little less happy each time we spoke. Oh, sure, he was enthusiastic to hear my voice but, I don’t know, there just seemed to be an underlying sadness in his tone, which only deepened as the years rolled by. I was just too self-absorbed to notice. I had called Kyle to let him know I was back in town with a new job and I would be around for a while. I asked if I could crash at his place for a week, just until my new apartment was ready. There was something in his voice, or rather, missing from his voice. It was Kyle’s voice, but it was devoid of any happiness, any joy, any life. “Yeah, sure. No problem.” he said. “I gotta go. I’m at work. Key’s under the mat.” his voice monotone, flat. “Okay. I love yo…” I started to say. *click, beep-beep-beep* my phone let me know he had hung up on me. Yeah. Something was definitely wrong. Not just ‘off’ but seriously wrong. It was around 11am when I arrived and the key was under the mat, just as Kyle had promised. Kyle’s apartment was a 1 bedroom in a building with 6 apartments, three upstairs and three downstairs, Kyle’s place being on the ground floor. Three other similar buildings made up the complex. The first thing I noticed about the place was how sparse it was… like, post-apocalyptic sparse. The living room contained a not-so-new sofa, a small coffee table with a magazine, a couple of pieces of junk mail and a single coaster on it, a 30” television on some thrift store drawerless desk, and that was it. There were no pictures on the walls, no plants, no rugs, no decorations of any kind. It looked like either someone was just moving in or were almost finished moving out. Mom had told me that Kyle had been living here for almost two years. ‘Jesus, Kyle. What is going on with you?’ I thought as I surveyed the scene. This place was as lifeless as Kyle seemed to be on my brief phone call with him. The kitchen was separated from the living room by a short counter with one rickety bar chair. There were a couple of dirty dishes in the sink. Nearly all the cabinets were empty except for two that held a handful of mismatched plates and a half dozen different cups and glasses. One drawer had a mix of forks, spoons and differing knives. I don’t think he had more than four of each. There wasn’t anything on the counters, aside from some dish soap and a sponge near the sink. Not a single appliance, no microwave oven, no mixer, no crock pot, not even a coffee maker. I couldn’t even guess if he had any pots or pans. The refridgerator had three energy drinks and a pizza box with a couple of dried up, petrified slices still in it. The only other things in the fridge were a few packets of takeout ketchup, hot sauce and a jar of pickle juice with some pickle pieces from the 1900’s at the bottom. The bathroom was clean-ish with one of each of the basics; toothbrush, razor, etc. Under the sink was a half package of toilet paper and a few cleaning supplies. There was a single bath towel on the toliet seat. If he had more towels, I had no idea where he was hiding them. In the glass doored shower there was a bottle of body wash, shampoo, and one of those cheap, neon pink, nylon mesh body scrubbers. There wasn’t a single thing to indicate a female presence, past or present, or that one was anticipated in the future. The bedroom had to be the worst. A full-sized bed, a beat up nightstand with what looked like a child’s lamp on it, and a pile of dirty clothes in one corner, near the closet. The closet, pfft. Not even one quarter full and nothing but jeans and two long sleeve shirts hung there. The shelf above had what looked like a set of poorly folded bed sheets and, ah, there they are, three clean towels. On the floor were a small pile of t-shirts, underwear, socks, a pair of army style boots and some worn out sneakers. Everything about Kyle’s ‘life’, all the evidence, would have been enough to convict him, in any court, of having given up on life. All I could think was, ‘What happened to you, Kyle?. Who or what has sucked the color out of your world?’ Kyle got home a little past 6pm. “Kyle! Brother, how’ve you been?” I happily greeted him as I went in for a hug. “What’s up, sis?” Kyle sounded tired and looked exhausted; defeated. And then there was the hug. When Kyle was a kid, he would give me the biggest hugs, using his whole body and all his strength to hug me. Now, it seemed like he was actively trying to keep from touching me, using just one arm lightly wrapped around my shoulders and broke the hug almost immediately. When had he become so allergic to me? Crossing the room, he tossed his keys on the kitchen counter. “Sorry about the place. Um… I’ve got to be at work in 20 minutes. You need anything?” “No. I’m fine. Kyle, is everything alright? You seem…” I didn’t want to jump right into an interrogation. It was too soon for a confrontation, so I tried the subtle approach. “…tired.” Just before he disappeared into his bedroom. “I’m fine. Just… long hours.” I was shaken. I’ve never felt so unwelcome in a home and I never thought I would feel that way in my own brother’s apartment. I didn’t know when Kyle could make the time but we were going to have a serious conversation… soon. Five minutes later, Kyle was off to his second job. With a curt ’See ya later. Don’t wait up.’ Kyle practically ran out of the apartment even as I moved to hug him goodbye… my brother just left me hanging? It was past midnight when Kyle got home. I had dozed off but woke up as he entered the apartment. As I was rising from the sofa I tried to get a conversation going. “Kyle. How was work?” “Work was work.” he said in a tired voice. “Do you want to talk about it?” I hopefully asked. “No. Go back to sleep. I’m going to bed. I gotta get up early. Goodnight.” Kyle said as he tossed his keys on the counter and headed to his bedroom just as I was standing. I stood in the middle of the living room like a statue. I debated… should I knock on his door and try to steal a few minutes… maybe get him to open up a bit, but decided against it. It was obvious he had had a long day. It took me a while to fall back asleep as my mind ran possible reasons for Kyle’s uncharacteristic behavior. PTSD? A phase? Chemical imbalance? I kept adding to the list of possible reasons for my brother’s personality change. The worst one being the idea that his brain had restructured itself in the years I was gone. I vaguely remember reading something about people becoming completely different people overnight, for no apparent reason. I probably read that in a tabloid somewhere, but it did make me think… ‘What if I “can’t” get my Kyle back?’ That last one kept me awake for a long time. The sound of the front door closing woke me. I peered at the clock… it was a little past 4:30am. My sluggish mind was trying to do the math from what I could remember of his work schedule. I was just too tired so I let my head fall into the pillow and fell back asleep. Kyle came home around 6:30pm and tossed his keys on the counter. “Hey.” was all he said. “Kyle. What’s wrong?” I got right to the point. “Nothing. I’m just really… tired.” After my sleepeless night I was cranky and tired of his cold shoulder. I’m not the most patient person at the best of times and the lack of sleep didn’t help. I impatiently called his bluff. “No. You’ve changed. I’m not buying this “I’m tired” crap. What happened to that sweet kid I grew up with?” “I grew up.” “No. You’ve changed. There’s a difference.” Kyle sighed as if he was tired of everything, not just this conversation. “I don’t know what to tell you, sis. I’ve got three jobs. Doesn’t leave a lot of time for much else.” he said before adding sarcastically “MIght explain why I’m tired all the time.” “You have three jobs?! What?… Why?” “I like to stay busy.” was all he said. He seemed so dead tired that I couldn’t tell if he was lying or not. “Really, Kyle? Nobody works three jobs because they want to ’stay busy’. What about fun? You could stay busy having a little fun. When was the last time you had any fun? Or relaxed? Or got laid?” I pressed. Kyle let out an exasperated sigh. “Don’t worry about it. You’re only here for a few more days, then you can get back to your life and get out of mine.” Kyle said as he headed to his bedroom. “Kyle!” I shouted, following after him. I could not believe he just said that to me. “Sorry. Sorry, I didn’t mean it. I’m just really, really tired.” He sighed. “Look, I’ve got Saturday off, if you want to hangout but, right now, I need some sleep.” and then he closed his door. I didn’t see or speak to Kyle for the next two days… he left before I woke up and came back home after I was asleep. On Saturday morning, I woke to find him cleaning his pile of dirty dishes; a plate, two coffee mugs and a fork. As soon as he put the last mug away he grabbed his keys off the counter. “I’ve got some stuff to do. I’ll be back soon.” He said. I had doubts about both things Kyle said but I didn’t say anything. As noon turned to late afternoon, I must have texted him four ‘Where R U?’ messages before he responded, ‘Busy. C U @ club. 7pm.’ ‘This is ridiculous.’ I thought to myself. One way or another I was going to get some answers. Not only was Kyle not the brother I remembered, at all, but it seemed he was trying to work himself to death. It was as if he was getting ready to check out of Hotel Life and his bags were in the lobby. That last thought terrified me and I quickly pushed it away. If I thought I was concerned for Kyle when I first got here, I was now terrified for him. I was afraid that whatever was troubling him was slowly killing him. If I couldn’t figure out what was going on with him I’d have to convince Mom to do an intervention with me. I walked into the club and immediately began scanning the crowd for Kyle. I found him sitting at the bar with a glass of beer in his hand, staring straight ahead. He seemed detached from every other living soul in the club, which was filled with young, horny, good-looking patrons looking for their next hook-up. The place was loud with conversation and thumping music. “Hey, bro. Where were you all day? I thought we were gonna hang out.” I questioned him as I leaned on the bar. The bartender came by. “What can I get you?” he asked. I ordered a dark draft beer. As I took a sip I tapped Kyle on the shoulder. He looked at me and I simply said “Well?” and shook my head to say ‘I’m waiting.’ Kyle looked in my eyes for a couple of seconds before replying flatly “Sorry. I had a few things to do.” “Like what?” I asked as a perky, over-sexed blonde who either had a damn good fake ID or was the youngest looking 21 year old I’d ever seen, came up to the other side of Kyle. She put a hand on his shoulder. “Hi!” she said bouncing lightly, making her spherical tits jiggle. ‘God, was this kid even out of high school?’ I wondered. “My name’s Emma. Me and my friends were wondering if you want to join us.” I followed her eyes as she looked to a near table where three other, just as beautiful, just as young, girls were watching their friend try to pick up Kyle. They all smiled and looked hungrily at Kyle. Kyle gave her a weak smile and called the bartender over. As he slide a $100 bill at the bartender, Emma’s eyes lit up and her smile almost blinded half the bar. She really was cute, in an innocent sexual pixie kind of way. Kyle nodded to Emma and pointed to the table of gorgeous young women. “Whatever she and her friends want, put it on my tab.” The bartender took the $100 and nodded to Kyle and then Emma. Emma looked like she had won the lottery and slide her hand seductively over Kyle’s shoulders. Her eyes were on fire for him and it looked like Kyle would have some company for the night. Lots of company if Emma’s girlfriends thirsty looks were any indication. Good for him, I thought. Maybe that will snap him out of whatever he was going through. God knows he could use a lively night of sex with four, highly fuckable, nymphomaniacs. But before she could open her mouth to say anything Kyle turned to her and (I can’t believe he did this) said “There. You got what you wanted…” throwing his head in the direction of a group of about 5 or 6 loud, young studs “…now why don’t you go see if those cowboys over there will ride you.” The perky blonde with nice tits and lickable ass first looked confused, then shocked, then, with a scowl on her face, she headed back to her table of friends, sticking her tongue out and giving Kyle two middle fingers behind his back as she left. What were smiles and flirtatious looks one minute ago were now scowls and looks of disgust directed at Kyle. With my mouth half open in disbelief at what I just witnessed, I pulled Kyle’s shoulder, making him face me. “What the fuck was that, Kyle?” His dead eyes looked at me for a second before, in an annoying tone, blurting out. “What? Afraid there won’t be any fuck-boys left for you?” “Crack!” I slapped Kyle in the face, hard. My hands immediately covered my open mouth. I didn’t mean to do that… it was automatic. Not that he didn’t deserve it but I have never struck my brother like that. Ever. I was hurt and angry, but mostly I was on the edge of freaking out over a brother I no longer recognized… and didn’t know how to help. Kyle didn’t react to my slap at all, although the slapped side of his face was noticeably redder than the other. He just set his beer on the bar and headed in the direction of the rest rooms. “Kyle, wait…” I called to his back. “Is he giving you trouble, miss?” the bartender asked, looking at me and then in Kyle’s direction. “You want me to call someone…?” he asked with concern on his face. “What? No. He’s my brother. It’s okay. I was just leaving.” I shouted to him over the music and noise before walking out of the club and heading home. It was at this point that I should’ve probably called for professional help. That would’ve been the smart thing to do. Yeah. I didn’t do that. I still thought I could “fix” Kyle if I could just figure out what was going on inside his head. It was almost midnight before I heard keys jingle and a key inserted into the lock. Kyle walked in, looking an angry kind of tired. “You’re still up.” he mumbled. I was standing, arms crossed, leaning on one hip, just staring at Kyle. “Who are you and what have you done with my brother Kyle.” “Ha ha. Very funny.” Kyle said dryly. “I’m not laughing.” I fixed him with a stern gaze. “Just stop, Sarah. I’m not playing your stupid game.” he said, annoyed and exhausted. ‘Why was he so pissed?’ I wondered. It didn’t make any sense. Come to think of it, why has he been avoiding me this whole time? He used to follow me everywhere. And why would any man, in his right mind, turn down an orgy with four, drop dead gorgeous, nubile, sex faries? That’s right, none. “Kyle. You know all my faces. Does it look like I’m playing? Seriously, what the fuck is going on with you? That tight piece of ass at the bar wanted to fuck your brains out, bro. Probably her friends too, and you blew her off… insulted her. And you’ve ignored me since I got here! What the fuck?!” I started to get that dizzy feeling, like I had just been transported to an alternate universe. He startled me when he shouted. “Fine! You wanna know?!” and he quickly marched off to his bedroom. There was some rattling before he stomped back into the living room carrying the nightstand drawer. Angrily staring at me as he did so, he reached in and stood a roll of paper towls upright on the coffee table, then, he pulled out a big bottle of lotion and slammed it next to the paper towels. Finally, he pulled out a small framed picture, probably the only bit of decoration in the entire place, and tossed it on the coffee table. Kyle just stood there, huffing like he had just run 5 miles. He was still angry but I could also see worry and hurt in his expression. I slowly bent down and picked up the picture. It was a selfie portrait of me from one of my social media posts. In it I was holding my phone high and looking up into the camera. It was a windy day so my hair was a cute, wind-blown mess and I was between smiling and laughing. It’s one of my best selfies. I could just imagine Kyle, lying in his bed, his cock covered in lotion as he stared at my face and furiously jerked off to it. I felt my heart break into several pieces. ‘Oh, Kyle.’ I thought. As I set the picture back down, Kyle yelled at me. “So there’s my big secret! Happy now?! Your virgin brother is a sick, twisted, pathetic, pervert who beats off to a picture of his own sister!” Wait, did he just say ‘virgin’… at 22?! I felt I had just been stunned by a phaser on maximum setting. That can’t be right. How was that even possible? Kyle’s good looking… I mean, really good looking. He had to have been beating women off with a crowbar to keep from losing his virginity. And how did he resist urges that are usually irresistable for any normal man? Remember what I said about his fuckability? I guess the three jobs, the avoiding me, his behavior at the club, all made sense now. Sort of. It explained the ‘what’ but not the ‘why’. The thing is, Kyle was always affectionate as a kid but it never came close to anything more than admiration. When had that admiration turned to incest fantasies. Oh, sure, I had used Kyle in a couple of my scenarios while masturbating but who hasn’t occasionaly added a little forbidden spice to their fantasies. It wasn’t an obsession, and definitely not a goal with me. When had it become one for Kyle? He was yelling at me but all his frustration and hate was directed inwards. My brother hated himself for his uncontrollable love and lust for his sister… his lust… for me. “Come see the pathetic loser who wants to fuck his own sister! What a freak!” As frighteneing and confusing as it all was, I thanked god that Kyle was emotionally exhausted and vulnerable. I doubt we would have had this breakthrough revelation otherwise. I took a step towards Kyle. As calmly as I could I said “You’re not a freak. I don’t think it’s sick or twisted or any of those other things you’re calling yourself.” Not that I had to that often, but I always defended Kyle if he was getting bullied. But how do you protect your brother when he’s being bullied by himself? All I knew was he couldn’t keep living like this. He’d be dead before he was 30. I knew what I had to… no… fuck that! I knew what I suddenly wanted to do… what I yearned to do… what I needed to do. I was going to do whatever it took to rid Kyle of his self-created demon. “Why would you think you couldn’t ever have me?” Again, a step closer, and calmer. Kyle looked at me like I was from another planet. “Why? Why?! Cause you’re my sister! God, didn’t they teach you anything at that college of yours?” he said incredulously. “Yeah. They taught me to never say never.” Kyle rolled his eyes in frustration. Kyle can be so annoyingly stubborn sometimes. I guessed I’d just have to keep pushing him closer to that cliff edge. Warning: Incest ahead. Steep drop. “Kyle, listen to me. You know what I want? I want my old brother back… that happy kid who used to follow me around and worshipped the ground I walked on. I don’t care what it takes. I’ll do anything to get that Kyle back.” Another step closer. “Anything.” I emphasized. I was only one step from him. It was up to him now. ‘Come on, Kyle. Make the right choice. The one I know we both want.’ I thought. “God, Sarah. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.” Kyle confessed. It looked like the pain of keeping himself from indulging his desires and unloading his passion on me was tearing him apart. He looked at the ground, ashamed to finally admit what should have been obvious to me had I not been so wrapped up in my own life. I was feeling guilt for not noticing how I made him feel and for taking Kyle for granted. I angrily pushed the guilt aside. Now was not the time for that. My brother needed me, his big sister, to pull him back into the light. “Then show me.” I insisted. “Come on, Kyle. Stop thinking about it. Stop jerking off to a picture of me. I’m right here. I’m standing right in front of you. And I’m telling you, your big sister wants you to fuck her.” Men sometimes think (no pun intended) that women don’t like sex as much as they do. Not true. Make no mistake… We. Fucking. Love. Cock. Just seeing a man’s pants bulge with an erection is enough to get us going. And we’ll do almost anything to get it, if we really want it. And I REALLY wanted Kyle’s cock, badly. I folded my arms. “There. I’ve told you what I want. Show me what you want, brother.” I don’t know how long we stood there, just facing each other… maybe 10 fast, pounding heartbeats. I was thinking ‘Come on, Kyle. Make a move. I’m not going to do everything for you.’ He was so close, but he needed to take that final step himself. I couldn’t, wouldn’t force myself on him. Kyle needed to confront and let go of his unhealthy and, as I had just told him, unwarranted guilt of wanting to have sex with me… of commiting incest. He needed to surrender to his passion, throw away his fear and shame, and take me. It had come down to one simple fact… before he could have me, he had to free himself. Only then could he reach me. Of course, this would be a hell of a lot easier if I had those mind tricks from the movies. And then Kyle was picking me up with those hunky arms of his. I was giggling sinisterly as I wrapped my legs around his waist and used my arms to pull me into his face and kissed the living shit out of his lips. ‘Finally!’ I thought to myself. I could feel a low, rumbling moan coming from Kyle as we explored each others mouths. As we parted for air I wantonly whispered in his ear. “There ya go, baby. I’m all yours now.” and he pressed his mouth to mine again, moaning. We blew past the incest line like a train surging off a broken bridge. We may be fucked, but we were going to get our money’s worth. Clothes were flying everywhere and we barely stopped to look at each other’s naked bodies. ‘No time for gawkin’, let’s get to fawkin’.’ my mind sang. When Kyle stood naked in front of me, I knelt in front of my new god and worshipped his cock. When I grabbed it, I felt my pussy pulse and then the familiar feel of my pussy lubricating itself for the pounding to come. Looking up at Kyle I said “I can’t wait to wrap myself around this.” as I gave his cock a wiggle. Then, talking to his cock “You hear that, bitch? I’m gonna smother you ’til you cum-fess.” I lined my mouth up to his cock before I looked up to Kyle. His eyes were wide with expectation but rolled back in his head as my lips guided him into my mouth. I started swirling my hand up and down his shaft as I bobbed my head on his hard-on-the-inside, soft-on-the-outside cock. “Ooouuuhhhrrr, god.” he growl-moaned. I hummed a satisfying moan of my own that vibrated through his cock and down to his soul. I was slowly picking up the pace and after a couple of minutes of that I thought, ‘Time to milk the snake.’ Right on cue, as if pleading for mercy Kyle cried “Oh, god, Sarah. Please stop. I’m gonna cum if you… don’t… stop.” ‘Whatever you say, bro.’ I thought to myself. So naturally, I increased the speed of my strokes and hummed even louder through his cock. I wanted to feel Kyle’s brother-sperm fill my mouth and waited for just the right moment. Aaaaand… any… second… NOW! I plunged my hand to the base of his cock and quickly brought it back towards my mouth as I sucked as hard as I could. Kyle lost it. In a gutteral voice full of primal passion, “Uuh, god, yes!”, he released his warm, silky, slimy cum into my mouth. I felt his cock pulse through my hands as my throat swallowed each burst of Kyle’s seed milk and it was… well, it wasn’t half as bad as I expected. I’d never swallowed before and I kinda liked it. Okay, fine… I loved it. So sue me. Kyle’s legs were shaking fiercely but he managed to stay on his feet as I sucked the last drops of creamy cum from him before licking his beautiful cock clean. Holy shit… I had just blown my brother! A bit of advise for those of you with brothers, just try it… once. See what happens. His panting as he was trying to catch his breath was just sooo satisfying and gratifying and a huge relief for both of us. I also felt the power that comes from knowing I was breaking down any remaining barriers in Kyle’s mind; smashing down the locked door that held Kyle’s passion and lust for me. As I was licking the corners of my mouth and swallowing the last bit of cum, Kyle pulled me up and into a deep, lust-filled kiss, his cum still coating the inside of my mouth. And, no, he didn’t recoil… he just moaned in my mouth as our tongues danced together. I think we did that for about a week until we finally broke our cum flavored kiss and Kyle looked at me and was actually smiling that smile I remember, the smile of that cute little kid who idolized me. He said “Get on the bed. Lie down. There’s something I’ve been wanting to do to you since I learned about it.” Kyle’s cock was half-soft but still had it’s girth so he wasn’t quite ready to fuck me yet, but it wouldn’t be long before he was locked, cocked, and ready to rock. But, in the meantime, he did have something else in mind. Something, I bet, I was going to like… a lot. He pulled out some kind of massage oil (where the fuck did that come from?) and warned me. “This might be a little cold at first.” He was right, it was cold but my burning pussy just sighed as he smeared the oil over my already juicy cunt and inner thighs. I just moaned. ‘Yes, slick me up, bro. Do whatever you want, I’m yours.’ I thought. He made sure to throughly over-coat my pussy though, before he nearly killed me by orgasm. With me watching him, begging him with my eyes, he slowly inserted two fingers into my pussy as far as he could. Then he pressed them to the top of my cunt and pulled them forward while curling them. He had the palm of his other hand pressed to my mound and the unseen path his hidden fingers were taking through my pussy. Like he was gently scratching an itch inside my wet pussy. He found the spot he was looking for when I yelped and shuddered. Yeah, bro… that’s my g-spot. Dig for treasure there. He repeated the motion a couple of times to make sure he had the location down, my moans were like the beeps of a metal detector, letting him know he was red hot. He started pressing his palm to my mound again, then, those two Vatican-ordained fingers started moving faster and faster, like an engine piston. “Aaahhhh, goddamnit!… Fuck!… Oooooo, god, Kyle, don’t stop… Mmmmmm… oh, my god, don’t stop.” I whined. He took his other hand and, starting just above my mound, pinched the flesh between his fingers as he ran them down past the top of my slit, massaging my clit from the outside. The sensation was unreal as his fingers massaged my well-oiled body and pussy. He was finger-fucking me so fast and hard that my pussy sounded like a one-cylinder engine, puttering at the limits of it’s RPMs, but I didn’t give a fuck. If anything the sound made me hotter and wetter, as if that was possible. I went from zero to ‘oh my fucking god’ in under 60 seconds. I didn’t think it was possible to cum that fast from a standing start. I screamed and thrust my hips high in the air as a beautiful arching stream of lady cum shot across the bed. My pussy convulsed and it shook my whole body. I wouldn’t have cared if I were naked on the 50-yard line of a packed stadium. I wanted everyone to see what my brother was doing to me while I squirmed, squirted and screamed through my orgasmic ecstasy. As I was spewing my lady cum, Kyle was strumming the fleshy hood over my clit and slap-tapping my pussy until my squirting was a trickle. I rolled to the side and thrust my hands over my pulsing pussy and closed my legs, trying to catch my breath. “Jesus fuck!” I moaned to myself. Now, normally, I’d start to steadily come down from such a massive orgasm but I changed my mind on the way down and wanted to go back up ‘Make Me Cum’ mountain. I rolled over on my back again, throwing my hands next to my head in a ‘surrender’ pose. I opened my legs again and Kyle immediately stuck his fingers back inside me and began furiously attacking my g-spot again. The result was immediate and more intense than the first time. I was out of my mind. I tried to beg Kyle to stop but he just kept at it. Now I know how robots feel when they short-circuit. I was convulsing and squirting all over the place and Kyle wouldn’t let up. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and all I could see were the colors of my orgasm. Mercifully, he removed his hands and with a quick slap to my pussy, watched me turn into a puddle of oozing, quivering goo. Women, I don’t care what you have to do, you find a man that can do that to you and regardless of what he looks like, you put him on retainer or some shit, because, oh my god. Even coming down from that Everest-sized orgasm was a climb. You know what I’m talking about… that heaving motion you make when your orgasm is punching you in the pussy? Yeah. It was like that. Also, how is it possible to have two ‘9.0 on the Richter scale’ orgasms and still be this fucking horny? Can anyone explain that to me? My swollen labia, clenching pussy and inner thighs were slick with oil and my own juices and I still wanted more. I was holding my legs wide open waiting for something… anything. Then I looked over at Kyle. He was just kneeling there with the perfect tool I needed. A rock hard, meaty, made-for-fucking tool. I grabbed Kyle by the cock, moaning, then threatening him “Oooommm… I swear to fuckin’ god, Kyle, if you don’t fuck me right fuckin’ now I’m gonna fuckin’ kill you.” Makes you wonder what was on my mind at that moment, huh? Sure. I’ll admit it. I’m a whore between the sheets. With me it’s raw… primal… and pure passion. It’s wild and natural and I embrace it. I know it’s not exactly ‘PC’ or on the mission statement for women power, but I don’t care. My body… I’ll use it how I want. Anywhere else, don’t fuck with me, but in the bedroom, between two consenting adults. Fuck, yeah. Abuse my slutty cunt. I deserve it. I want it. It’s what our bodies were made for. Darwin hasn’t driven the animal from us yet. I made pleading moans while Kyle’s cock got closer and closer to my desperate pussy. And then he pressed his engorged gift inside me and I growled at the sensation. Kyle made a sound somewhere between a sob and a moan. “Fuck, Sarah! Oooh, god… Ooohhh, that feels so right!” “Ooooh, god, yes. Oh, god, don’t stop Kyle… keep going… keep going… all of it… gimme… oh, god, that feels so good.” I begged as Kyle slowly buried himself inside me and held himself there for a moment. He slowly began pulling back and pressing forward at a wonderful, frustratingly slow rhythm. I pulled my knees up to my tits and spread them out, opening myself up as much as I could, just so I could get another fraction of an inch of Kyle inside me. Kyle slipped his arms under my knees and leaned into me. Thankfully, Kyle didn’t wait long to quicken his pace to match my own demanding grunts. Faster and faster he went and I followed. The splashing smack as Kyle bottomed out every time was driving me wild, literally. I was so in tune with the sensations my body was experiencing that I could even feel his balls bouncing off my ass as my pussy gripped his cock at every thrust. In my head I was chanting ‘I was made for your cock, Kyle, I was made for your cock.’ Like I said, I don’t hold my body back from what it wants. It was here that I said a silent little prayer. ‘If you’re listening, God, I’ll never ask for anything ever again, I promise… just let Kyle blast my insides with his cum. Just let my brother nut me into oblivian. Please, don’t leave me hanging, God.’ “In or out?” Kyle grunted as he steadily pounded my open pussy, building to his cum-spewing orgasm. “Ooooh, god. Mmmmm… I dunno… but if you pull out… oh, god… I’m never speaking to you again.” “Ooooh god… oh, god… come on… that’s it baby… I want to feel it… gimme your cum, Kyle… cum inside me.” I purred to my brother, encouraging his cock to fulfill it’s promise to give my pussy what it thirsted for. Kyle was fucking me furiously and, in turn, I was on the edge of cumming again. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and ferociously demanded “Cum in your sister’s cunt, Kyle!” That did it. We were looking into each other’s eyes when he grunted “Sarah.” and sunk his cock to the hilt. Half a second later, my eyes got wide when I felt his cum blast the deepest part of my cunt. With my mouth wide open, I stopped breathing for a few seconds and then exhaled and took in a huge breath that quickly turned to hyperventilating. He just held his cock there, pulsing, sending a near continuous stream of his hot incestous sperm into me, filling me to overflowing. “Ohh, ohh, ohh.” I kept panting as my pussy clenched to the beat of Kyle’s flexing cock. Our eyes never blinked. We were so connected at that moment. Yeah, ha ha. I get it. What I mean is we both knew we were never going back to being a generic brand brother and sister. Ever. … God, I love incest. We eventually came in for a landing and collapsed. And that’s a whole other thing, feeling Kyle’s 185 lbs. pinning me to the bed. I was trapped under this sweating, panting, heavy chunk of chisled muscle and I not only felt owned but loved. I know, me talking about love, especially after we had just mated like animals. Say what you will but that’s what started this whole fucking thing in the first place. My absolute love for my brother, Kyle. Sure, he can be an idiot, like any man… waiting that long to have his cherry plucked… but I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, which is saying something because there’s a lot of stuff I like in the world. Kyle rolled off of me and I sat up on one elbow and pulled my pussy up to feel a nice little stream of cum oozing out of my cunt. There was cum and pussy juices everywhere. “Ooooh, nice job, Kyle. You throughly fucked me good, baby brother.” I said before I flopped back on the bed, slowly catching my breath from the pussy pounding Kyle just gave me. “God, that’s easily the best sex I’ve ever had.” I said to Kyle as he pressed his body to mine and gave me the warmest post-fucking kiss I’ve ever had. We just stared into each other’s eyes for about a minute, maybe. I don’t know. Time works differently when you’ve had your brains fucked out. But what he and I both knew for certain… we were just getting started. And then it dawned on me. “Holy shit, Kyle. You’re not a virgin anymore.” “Thanks, genius. I got that.” he sighed into my tit. I was stroking his hair and just got this wave of love crashing over me. I had gotten my old Kyle back and, in the process, so much more. I don’t know if I would have been ready or willing to fuck my brother when I was younger. Maybe this was the only way we could’ve gotten to here. I decided to leave my ‘thought puzzles’ for another time and just enjoy the moment and the feeling of utter satisfaction. But I did feel I needed to apologize for all those years Kyle wasted waiting for his big sister to see him; acknowledge him again. “Aww, Kyle. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. I wished you hadn’t waited… but I’m glad that you did.” Talking into my tit, he happily mumbled. “Totally worth it.” ‘Agreed, baby brother. It totally was.’ I thought to myself. Kyle moved behind me and little spooned me. “So, what now?” he asked. I had already come up with a plan. A great plan. A simple plan. “You’re gonna live with me. I can’t have my boyfriend living like this.” “Boyfriend. Really.” he said with a little skepticism. “Won’t people… talk?” “Fuck ‘em. Let ‘em.” I said. “Look, no one’s gonna know we’re fucking unless we do it in front of them. A lot of people won’t even know we’re brother and sister. They can be as suss as they want… they can’t prove or do anything about it. Until proven guilty, isn’t that what they say? Besides, most probably won’t even care. As long as we don’t post it to social media, we can fuck each other’s brains out all we want. Everything else we can figure out along the way.” Kyle hugged me with his big strong arms and whispered “How did you get to be so smart?” “Same way you got to be so stubborn. God, Kyle. I didn’t think you were ever gonna fuck me.” “Yeah. Me, too.” Kyle sighed. “Glad we were both wrong.” I said as I kissed him. So, that’s how I got my brother back, through the magic of incest. And this is where I began my story. BTW, in case you’re wondering, I think Mom knew almost immediately, but she never said a word. It kind of makes me wonder if she saw this day coming long ago because she always smiled when she saw us together after that, even though we were acting less like siblings and more like lovers in front of her. Come to think of it, she was the one who suggested I crash at Kyle’s in the first place, after I told her I was planning on staying in a hotel. Ultimately, I think she was just relieved to have that happy little kid she knew back. The End

Fbailey story number 273 A Trampoline And Teenage Girls I have two beautiful teenage daughters. Bethany is fourteen years old and Chloe is thirteen years old. My lovely wife is thirty-five years old while I am thirty-eight. We live in a development where almost everyone is our age with children about the age of our children. Our daughters are very pretty and very popular so we have an abundance of teenage girls around the house constantly. Then I bought the best trampoline that money could buy. It was huge and it took me almost all day to put it together. Finally after dinner I told the girls that they could try it out. Both Bethany and Chloe were wearing miniskirts as they normally did and said that they would have to go and change into some shorts first. I told them that it wasn’t necessary. They looked at me and then they looked at their mother. Bethany said, “But Daddy will be able to see our panties then.” My wife smiled and replied, “I think that is exactly what your father wants to see.” Chloe said, “But Mommy you always told us to keep our knees together so that the boys couldn’t see our panties.” My wife smiled at me again and then said, “Okay! New rule! One, you need to wear miniskirts on the trampoline and you no longer have to keep your knees together in the house. However you still need to keep your knees together in school, church, and whenever we are out someplace. Two, you can only be on the trampoline if your father or I are here to supervise. After all you could get seriously hurt if you fall on your head. Understood?” Both Bethany and Chloe nodded in agreement. They smiled at one another and then they got up on the trampoline. My wife stood close, holding me around my waist, and then she pressed one of her breasts into my ribs. I had my hand around her shoulders pulling her in tighter. I was just staring at my daughter’s panty clad pussies and I was thoroughly enjoying it. Then my wife whispered, “I hope you know what you just started.” I whispered back, “What?” She smiled, kissed me, and whispered, “Oh, you foolish man, you.” I whispered, “What are you talking about?” She kissed me, snuggled both of her breasts into my chest, and then she thrust her crotch hard against my erection before saying, “That!” I had not even realized that I was hard. She kissed me slipping her sweet tongue into my mouth before whispering, “You know that rule I just made about wearing miniskirts on the trampoline? You know that they are going to tell all of their girlfriends and then every teenage little hottie in the neighborhood will be showing you their panties and turning you on. In a week either your cock is going to fall off or my pussy will be worn out. Want to place a bet as to which happens first?” I just smiled at her, kissed her deeply and with passion as I whispered to her, “What a way to go and I though that I would be shot by a jealous husband.” She whispered back, “You may be shot by a jealous father if you don’t watch out.” I looked up to heaven and whispered, “Oh God help me.” I kissed her again and whispered, “Please don’t leave me alone out here.” For the next hour we watched Bethany and Chloe jump, bounce, and try to do some fancy stuff. My wife and I found ourselves standing right at the metal ring around the trampoline and catching them as they flew at us. I certainly got more than a few handfuls of breast, butt, and pussy that’s for sure. I didn’t do it on purpose and the girls never said a word. My wife smiled at me a couple of times while I was holding onto Bethany’s damp crotch. When it became too dark to be safe my wife called it a night and sent them indoors. As we watched a movie on the television the girls were on their couch and we adults were on our couch as was our custom. The two couches were in a V-shape facing the television. Bethany was at the far end with her back into the corner as usual and Chloe was in her corner. Me wife had her back towards Chloe and I was in my far corner. I kept glancing over at Bethany but her knees were together as usual. Soon my wife realized that I was not paying full attention to the movie and traced my eyes to Bethany. She turned around and said, “Bethany. Knees apart. You know the new rule.” Bethany smiled at me and spread her knees as wide as the couch would allow her to do. Chloe spread her knees too but I was not in a position to see her panties. As I watched Bethany the material of her panties was quite damp, even wet and it clung to her fourteen-year-old pussy like the skin on a grape. It took the form of her pussy lips, it camel toed, and it drove me up the fucking wall. It didn’t help that my wife had stretched out her foot and was playing with my cock with her toes. It was still in my pants and held by my underwear but it didn’t stop it for growing uncomfortably none the less. After the movie my wife said, “Okay girls. Go put your nighties on, brush your teeth, and come back down to kiss us goodnight.” The girls scrambled off and then my wife attacked me saying that I wasn’t the only one that liked seeing the girl’s panties. She had my cock out and was sucking it feverishly. I had her blouse off and was working at her bra when the girls ran down the stairs. My wife just started laughing and tried to cover my stiff saliva coated cock with her hand. I grabbed a pillow and hid it better from their prying eyes. Chloe asked, “Mommy, why is your blouse off?” Bethany slapped her shoulder and said, “They were going to have sex and we interrupted them silly.” Chloe asked, “Can we watch.” Bethany added, “We were the ones that got him hard.” My wife smiled and said, “Some other time. Now kiss us good night and run off to bed like good little girls.” We got our kisses and the girls left us. My wife removed the pillow and smiled at my still hard erection. She went back to sucking it for another minute before rolling onto the floor, tossing her panties at the television, and beckoning me to her. I dropped my pants and underwear to my ankles and crawled between her open legs. There was no need for foreplay since we were both too turned on to stop. I rammed into her hard and she grunted. She wrapped her legs tightly around me, she wrapped her arms tightly around me, and then she whispered, “The girls are watching us from the top of the stairs. Give them a show that they won’t soon forget.” With that thought in my head I gave her several hard thrusts, then I gave her several long strokes, and I managed to get my clothes off in the process. It wasn’t easy getting my shoes, pants, and underwear off but I eventually did with my wife’s foot helping me. Then I rolled us both over without missing a stroke. With my wife on top I got to catch a glimpse of the girls out of the corner of my eye. I removed my wife’s bra and I savagely sucked her breasts into my mouth one at a time pulling hard on the nipple before letting it pop out of my mouth. We couldn’t get her skirt off so she just bunched it up at her waist like a thick belt. My wife bounced on my cock for several minutes telling me how great my cock felt up in her cunt. I knew it was for the girl’s benefit but I loved it anyway. She turned around to face my feet, leaned down against me, and asked me to finger fuck her asshole. She hadn’t asked me to do that in a long time even though she loved it. She made no bones about loving it either as she spoke letting our daughters know just how much their mother loved her butt finger fucked. Then just before I could take it any more my wife got off from me, got on all fours, and begged me for anal sex doggy style. She said, “Come on honey stick that big cock of yours up my butt hole and fuck me dirty. Treat me like a two-dollar whore. Cum in me big boy. Oh yeah that’s it. Deeper! Harder! Oh God! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” Then she slumped to the floor exhausted. Her ass was still in the air and my cock was still in her but her breasts were smashed into the carpet. She said, “That was great honey. I wish that I hadn’t made the girls go to bed, they would have loved to watch us in action.” Then in a slightly louder voice she said, "Isn’t that right girls?” Then she spun around forcing my cock from her and bolted up the stairs to catch them and wrestle around on the floor in the hallway up there. I gathered up our discarded clothing and casually walked up the stairs, past the three of them, and into my bedroom. I tossed the clothes and started a shower hoping that my wife would join me. I was not disappointed either. However I did not expect a tag team. She washed off my cock and got out. Bethany came in totally naked. She washed my cock too and got out. Then Chloe got in naked, washed my cock, and then she got out too. Next my wife got back in so that I could wash her tits, then Bethany, and then Chloe. Finally my wife got back in so that I could wash her pussy and her asshole. Of course she was followed by Bethany and then by Chloe. I very much enjoyed fingering my girl’s pussies, rubbing their clits, and probing a finger into their assholes. They seemed to enjoy it too. As we all dried off Bethany asked if we could do that again more often. Chloe said that it was the most fun that she had taking a shower ever. Bethany slapped her and said, “What do you mean the most fun? I know that you masturbate in the shower all the time.” Chloe shouted back, “So do you. So there.” I had to step in and put a stop to it even though I wanted to learn more. But I would save that for another day…like tomorrow. We had a great sleep and I awoke that Saturday morning so refreshed that I couldn’t believe it. As I stumbled down to breakfast I was greeted to blueberry pancakes, my favorite. The girls were dying to ask me something and my wife gave them the go ahead. They asked, “Is it alright if some our girlfriends come over to play on the trampoline?” Sure! “We will need someone to watch us so that we don’t fall.” Okay! “Can we have a sleepover tonight too?” I looked at my smiling wife and replied, “Sure why no!” I had no idea what I was in for. Phone calls were made and girls arrived. Every one of them was in a miniskirt. There were over a dozen girls from thirteen to about sixteen in our backyard. I took my place in my chair under the umbrella drinking a beer. I knew it was early for a beer but my wife thought that it might help calm me down just a little. Hell! One by one the girls climbed up on the trampoline making sure to face me at all times. I got to see each of their panties as they bounced, I got to see their titties bounce, and I got hard. I got rock hard. Soon Bethany was whispering to the other girls and they were starting to stare at my crotch. I needed another beer. As I started to get up my wife came out with a nice cold one and sat it on my crotch. I was thankful to say the least because it shocked me soft again. Well at least semi-soft! While one girl was on the trampoline, several others became guards around her making sure not to block my view. The rest would sit around me, in their miniskirts, with their knees open asking me questions about life, growing up, and sex. Oh my God! As I soon realized, these girls didn’t have a clue. They literally did not know anything about the facts of life. I found myself doing the job that their parents wouldn’t. I answered truthfully. My wife was by my side for support. They wanted to know how babies were made, how to stop themselves from getting pregnant, and what to do if they did become pregnant. They wanted to know how far to let the boys go, when to stop them, and even how to stop them. They asked about giving boys blowjobs, eating girl’s pussies, and various sexual positions. They asked which positions felt better. They discussed missionary, doggy, and girl on top. Somehow sex with animals came into the discussion too. Finally my wife told them all to go home for lunch and come back in an hour. That cleared the place out and we went in the house. My wife took my hand and led me up to our bedroom. Bethany asked, “Can we watch?” My wife replied, “I don’t see why not. Come on.” So once again we were all naked in my bedroom. I was told to get on my back on our queen-size waterbed. My wife got on my hard cock and then she had our daughters sit on my hands. I was instructed to finger their pussies, thumb their clits, and to pleasure my three women all at the same time. Oh my God, I was definitely going to hell for that. For the next fifteen minutes I finger fucked my daughters to a couple of orgasms while my wife milked my cock dry. We took another ‘family shower’ and got dressed again. We hardly had time to eat our sandwiches before the other girls returned. Four of them placed their overnight bags on the kitchen floor and went back outside. I was reminded of the sleepover. The next three hours went by quickly as I saw nothing but panties on that trampoline. I saw cotton and nylon, I saw little girl panties and thongs, and I saw lots of panties molded to those young pussies. I saw the older girls with the thongs right up the crack of their ass, the crank of their pussies, and dividing their moist pussy lips. I could not believe that four of the girls had that much pubic hair on their pussies. One of the girls asked me if her older sister could come over later after everyone else had left to practice her flips for cheerleading. Sure why not! A couple of hours after dinner the older sister rang our doorbell and I answered it. Jacquelyn introduced herself. She was sixteen years old and quite mature for her age. She needed to work on her back flips for cheerleading. She even had on her outfit. I walked her through the house and out to the backyard. Along the way her little sister said hi to her. She was one of the girls spending the night. Jacquelyn started to get up on the trampoline when she stopped and pulled down her ‘panty cover-ups’ for lack of a better word. She explained that all of the cheerleaders had to wear them so that no one could see their panties. I completely understood. Then Jacquelyn climbed up onto the trampoline. She gave it a couple of minor jump that hardly ruffled her skirt. Then without warning she sprang up into the air, flipped over backwards, and landed perfectly on her feet. I was very impressed and I was very hard. Jacquelyn was not wearing any panties at all. She apparently saw the shocked look on my face as she told me that she never wears any panties and that she hated wearing those cover-ups that her coaches insisted on. Well! So for the next hour I watched closely as Jacquelyn practiced all kinds of flips on my trampoline and exposed her pussy to me constantly. It was beautiful and probably the most beautiful pussy that I had ever seen. It had just the right amount of hair on it, trimmed short, and the same color as the hair on her head. Jacquelyn was a true redhead. When she was done with her practice she walked out into the grass and practiced there too. She was exceptional. She could have been in the Olympics in China. She was that good. Finally she picked up her panty covers and slipped them back on saying that she couldn’t very well carry them home. However, she said that she wouldn’t be wearing them the next night when she came over to practice. I just smiled. When I went inside my wife kissed me tenderly and whispered, “Did you enjoy Jacquelyn’s naked pussy?” She knew! I just smiled. It was getting late so my wife sent the girls up to put on their nighties and come back down for snacks and games. She told me to just sit in my place on the couch and watch. She went into the kitchen. When girls came back down was I ever in for a treat. They all had on short cotton nighties and not one of then had panties on either. I knew this fact because they all sat opposite me with their knees up and wide open. There were six little pussies for me to enjoy. Chloe’s two friends were thirteen like her and Bethany’s two friends were fourteen like her. Eventually my wife called me out to the kitchen to help her bring the stuff in. I knew that if I stood up the girls would all see just how excited I was. What to hell, I stood up and walked too the kitchen. I got right behind my wife and pressed my erection into her butt crack. My wife giggled, pressed back into me harder, and asked, “Are any of them wearing panties?” I replied, “No!” She said, “So now what? Do you want to fuck me again on the living room rug in front of them?” I surprised her by saying, “Yes!” Then I quickly said, “But I won’t.” She giggled and told me to help her serve the girls and that then we could go upstairs for a quickie. I was all for that. The girls were pleased to see a layout of cookies, chips, and dips along with sodas. I followed my wife up the stairs and made sure that our bedroom door was locked. I was so horny that all I did was bend her over, lower her panties, and fish my cock out of my pants before shoving it into her moist pussy. I fucked her hard and furious for all of about three or four minutes before cumming deep inside her. I could hardly believe that she just kicked her panties off, unlocked the door, and walked downstairs. I quickly tucked my cock away and followed her. She stood right in front of the girls and then squatted down Indian style like they were and exposed her freshly used dripping pussy to them all. They were also sitting Indian style and allowing her to look at their pussies. Then all of a sudden Bethany pointed and said, “Look Daddy just fucked Mommy again.” Everyone took a close look and then Chloe asked, “Can we taste his cum Mommy?” She replied, “Okay but it’s best if you lick it right from my pussy where he left it.” She leaned back on her elbows, lifted her knees, and then opened them up for the girls. Bethany was the first to lick her mother’s pussy and then Chloe, followed by the other four girls. I could tell that my wife had enjoyed it and then she told them all to take another turn and to use their fingers to open up her outer lips first before licking at her dripping hole. She really loved that then she said that she should lick all of them to pay them back. I watched as my wife squatted over each girl and ate their pussy for at least two minutes each until every one of them had an orgasm from her mouth. I sat on the couch and watched the whole thing. My wife told them that they should taste each other’s pussies too. After they were all done my wife told them that I was the best pussy licker that she had ever had. Needless to say I got to eat the six teenager’s pussies all that I wanted to that night. About midnight my wife told the girls that it was time for bed. Then in unison they all said, “We want to watch your husband fuck you first.” It had been rehearsed, it had been choreographed, and it was perfectly presented. All six girls removed their nighties so that I could see their titties. My wife stood me up and stripped me in front of the girls. I was placed on my back and then my wife gave them instructions on how to suck a cock before letting each girl slip her mouth over the head of my cock. When the last girl finished my wife climbed on my cock and both of my daughters sat on my hands. I was in heaven. After a couple of minutes my daughters were replaced by two of their friends and then Bethany sat down on my rigid cock. Oh my God was she ever tight. She was a virgin but her hymen had been broken by her mother’s dildo. A couple of minute later two more girls sat on my hands to let me feel them up while Chloe sat down on my cock. If I thought that Bethany was tight I was in for some really tight pussy. Chloe’s virgin pussy was the tightest thing that I had ever had my cock in. I could not take it a moment longer and I flooded her tight little pussy with my cum. Right after that my wife and the other girls sucked cum out of Chloe’s pussy and off from my cock. Bethany complained about Chloe getting my cum in her first. My wife told her that there would be plenty of time for that in the years to ‘cum,’ I kissed each girl goodnight on her lips and fondled a breast as I headed up to bed. When my wife joined me all I did was cuddle up to her, close my eyes, and fall asleep. Sunday was a little different in that the girls wanted to play around with sex all morning and then the trampoline in the afternoon before they had to go home. That was fine with my wife so I had nothing to say about it. I did however get to spend thirty minutes with each girl alone in my bed. They were just as naked as I was and they wanted me to fuck them. I kissed them and felt them up first. Then I ate them out, gave them orgasms with my finger, and then I took their virginities. I knew better than to try to cum in all of them but I couldn’t help myself. I did cum in the four other girls but then I had nothing left for Bethany or Chloe. Chloe was okay with that but Bethany wasn’t until her mother said that she could sleep with me that night and take her place as my wife. Bethany liked that idea. The afternoon went well and no one got hurt on the trampoline. The girls went home and we settled down to eat. Later Jacquelyn showed up again in her cheerleader skirt and a tiny tank top. She did not have any panties or cover-up on either. Bethany told Jacquelyn, “I would appreciate it if you could get my Daddy hard so that he can fuck me.” Jacquelyn smiled at her, “Hey squirt, if I get him hard he gets to fuck me.” My wife just giggled and said, “She does have a point.” Bethany turned to her mother and said, “So that’s how you want to play the game. Who ever gets him hard gets to use it. Consider the game on.” My wife looked at me with her mouth open as if she couldn’t believe the words that Bethany had just said. I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders. When I turned around Jacquelyn took my hand and led me into the house. She let me lead the way up to my bedroom where she locked the door and removed her tank top and skirt. She did a handstand right in front of me and opened her legs up into a ‘Y’ so that I was looking right down into the tunnel of love. She stood back up and asked me if I had ever had a standing fuck before and not just humping my wife up against the kitchen counter either. I replied that I hadn’t. Jacquelyn helped me undress and found me hard again. I couldn’t understand how she did it after cumming in four virgins just that morning. Jacquelyn jumped up with her legs around me holding onto my neck with one hand while inserting my cock into her with the other hand. She started to slow fuck me and was it ever good. As we fucked she told me that all of the older men loved her in that position. She said that she likes older men a lot better than the boys her own age. Then she told me that I was even better than her father was. Her father! George was fucking his own daughter. Well I was now fucking mine wasn’t I and I was fucking his too, both of them. After I cum in Jacquelyn’s pussy she got off from me leaving me standing in the middle of my bedroom, she opened the door, and shouted out, “Come and get it.” She turned to get on my bed and said, “My little sister said that your daughters like licking your cum no matter what hole that it comes out of. Next time I’ll let you fuck me up the ass. I would love to watch those cute daughters of yours lick that out of me. By the way my sister told me that you were better than our Daddy too.” I smiled, said thank you, and watched my three women enter the bedroom and go right to Jacquelyn’s pussy and start licking her. My wife went right to her breasts and started to enjoy them while Bethany and Chloe worked on her pussy. Jacquelyn loved all of the attention. When it came my wife’s turn, she got in a sixty-nine with Jacquelyn and they had a great time. Bethany and Chloe imitated them on the floor. When they finished Jacquelyn said to my wife, “You would love my mother. She can lick her eyebrows.” I started laughing and then let Jacquelyn explain it to my daughters that her mother had a very long tongue and that she could give her a lot of pleasure with it. She also explained to them that I was a much better lover than her father was and that they were lucky. They said that her little sister had already told them that but it was nice to hear it again. Jacquelyn then wanted to use my trampoline for a while. I got dressed and went out with her. She said that the sex had relaxed her and that she should have sex before very game. It made flipping so much easier to accomplish. I remembered back to my days on the high school basketball team and thinking the same thing. Lucky for me my girlfriend at the time was very cooperative. She was a cheerleader too. That sure brought back some more memories. That week, every day that I came home from work was just more of the same. My wife and daughters fought to see who could get me hard and fuck me. Several girls showed me their panties on the trampoline. Then every evening Jacquelyn came by. She never wore panties and she always managed to get me hard and fuck me. She got very good at doing her back flips too. Then on Thursday I was bombarded by requests. Bethany wanted to invite six of her girlfriends to a sleepover, Chloe wanted to invite six of her girlfriends to a sleepover, and then Jacquelyn asked if her whole cheerleading team could use my trampoline that weekend to prepare for a new routine. Jacquelyn said that her two coaches wanted to be there for their training. Then to clinch it, she said that none of them would be wearing panties or bras. Before I could give Jacquelyn an answer my wife told Bethany and Chloe that they would have to find a place to go over the weekend because we already had plans. I looked at my wife and smiled, my wife looked at Jacquelyn and smiled, Jacquelyn looked at me and smiled. I knew that my wife wanted to get back into a sixty-nine with her again and maybe as many of the cheerleaders as she could. My wife then told Jacquelyn to invite them all to a two-night sleepover. Then the three of us went up to our bedroom for a great threesome. The End A Trampoline And Teenage Girls 273

Fbailey story number 700 AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is longer than most of my stories, twelve pages in Word. First Nude Beach Dad said, “We are going to spend Friday night in a motel and spend all day at the beach on Saturday. Then we go back to the motel for the night and then back to the beach on Sunday before coming home late.” Mom asked, “What’s up?” Dad smiled and said, “You girls should buy very sexy bikinis before Friday.” My sister said, “Oh goody, I can get a new bikini.” I said, “A sexy one too. Get a thong so you can show off that great ass of your.” Mom said, “Watch your mouth, young man.” Dad said, “He’s right though. You girls have wonderful butts.” There was a pause and then he added, “And great tits.” I watched my sister Renay blush. At fourteen she is almost a match for Mom in every way. They exchange clothes, makeup, and even shoes. I’m pretty sure they share bras too. Mom is thirty-four years old and wears a 34-C bra. I can’t help but wonder what Renay’s tits will look like when she stops growing. If it matters, I’m a year older than my sister is at sixteen. Anyway Dad made that announcement on Monday. By Wednesday Mom and Renay had their new bikinis. Son of a bitch if they didn’t get thong bikinis for each of them, along with another very skimpy one for each of them. Renay said that they were going to start out conservative and see what happens. I said, “I want to see you in them,” and Dad agreed. After all in a way he had paid for them. The two girls went into Mom’s bedroom while Dad and I sat in the living room waiting for them to return. It was a fairly long wait but it was certainly worth it when they finally returned. They looked like twins, maybe even sisters, but in no way did they look like mother and daughter in those bikinis. Pure white with big gold rings at the sides of their bottoms and between their rather large tits on their tops. The bottom had pretty small coverage, which explained the long wait. Obviously they had shaved their pussies. When they turned the bottom was much bigger in the back but still rather sexy. Their tops had strings holding everything together. When they turned to face us again they both had hard nipples from their excitement. I had a hard-on from my excitement. I didn’t check Dad out because frankly I didn’t care. Dad said, “Wow! You girls look wonderful. Go put on the next one.” Off they ran giggling. Our wait was much shorter that time. Again they had on the same white bikinis but the tops and the bottoms were teardrop shaped and struggled to cover their areolas and pussy slits. When they turned all there was were strings, very tiny strings. Dad said, “You girls are really going to turn heads this Saturday.” I said, “You’ve already turned our heads. Mom you always look great. Renay what can I say, you look fabulous. You and Mom could be sisters. Really!” Renay asked, “So I take it you like my great ass in this thong bikini?” I replied, “I certainly do.” She smirked and asked, “What about my tits?” She didn’t even have to ask that question. I said, “They look wonderful. I had no idea that you had such a great set...just like Mom.” Mom laughed and said, “Well thanks for including me in that left-handed complement.” Dad said, “Hey, give the boy a break. It is the first time that Renay has flaunted them in front of us, you know.” Renay blushed and said, “I’m not flaunting them. If I were I’d do this.” Then she started to shake them from side to side and up and down. When she started spinning them in circles the left one fell out of her top. Dad hooted and said, “Now that’s flaunting. Honey, flip one of yours out for the boy to see.” Mom actually thought about it while looking at Renay’s tit still hanging out. Then she said, “Okay! Why not! I’m not going to let my own daughter upstage me.” Then Mom pulled one teardrop piece of cloth to the side setting her right breast free. With Renay standing on Mom’s right side we got to see their bare breasts right next to one another. Mom had some sag to her breast but much darker areolas and fatter nipples. Renay’s breast was much firmer, much rounder, and she had very light colored areolas and tiny nipples, which were hard. I was surprised that they left them out in the open for so long for Dad and I too look at. Then Mom turned and asked Renay to untie her top. Mom pulled it off and tossed it to Dad. I was even more surprised when Renay turned her back toward Mom. Mom knew instinctively what to do. Then Renay tossed her top to me. Now that was worth a picture. Dad was thinking the very same thing when he said, “Go get your camera.” I hurried but I didn’t really have too, Mom and Renay were still standing side by side when I returned. Dad said, “Smile you two! I want a good one for the family photo album. That caused then to laugh and then they smiled for me. Dad had them do a quarter turn with their backs together, another quarter turn and face away from us. He wanted a few more of them like that. After all they definitely had great asses. They turned to face one another. That was when Dad said, “Get nipple to nipple for a few shots. I stood up on the back of the couch and shot practically straight down on them for the best picture yet. Dad asked, “Care to loose the bottoms?” Mom said, “Why not, your brother has been trying to catch us coming out the shower for years.” Renay said, “Does this mean that we can keep the bathroom door open when we shower? The mirror gets all fogged up and I can’t see into it for a long time. I need to see into it to fix my hair and my makeup.” Mom laughed and said, “I guess so. Why not! After all he is obviously going to take pictures of our slits anyway.” Dad added, “Up close and personal too.” I said, “Maybe we could shower together like Mom and Dad…to conserve water, that is.” Renay said, “I’m not sure that I’m ready for that yet.” Dad knelt before Mom and lowered her bottom while I took his picture. Then I knelt before Renay and lowered her bottom while Dad took my picture. Then I got my camera back. At first they just stood there with their feet together. Dad encouraged Mom to open up her stance. That sort of forced Renay to do the same thing. When their feet were about shoulder width apart I held the camera between their legs with the lens pointed straight up. Dad liked that and told me to lie on my back and then he told Mom to walk up to my waist and stop. Yes! That was perfect. I had a great view of Mom’s partly open slit, her slightly rounded belly, her nice big breasts, and of course her pretty face. Dad made her stay there for several pictures and then he had her turn around for some excellent ass shots. Renay just followed in Mom’s footsteps. Her pussy was much more open than Mom’s had been and she was much wetter too. Her tummy was flatter, her nipples harder, and her face was prettier. Until that very moment I had no idea that I was in love with my sister. Oh, I had always loved her but right then I was ‘in’ love with her. My hard-on proved it. When she turned around she looked straight down at my cock while I took more pictures of her ass. That was when I saw a drop of her fluid form at the bottom of her slit. I held the camera closer and closer to that drop as it got bigger and finally fell onto my pants…right where my cock was. Renay saw it and immediately said, “This isn’t fair. They got to see us naked…” Mom chimed in, “She’s right. Get naked. Both of you.” I just unfastened my jeans and slipped them down to my ankles. Renay said, “All the way off…get naked.” Then she actually lifted one of my feet onto her knee and untied my shoe, pulled it off, and tossed it away. The other shoe went flying and then my pants. Then she reached for the waist of my underwear and I lifted my ass up to help her. She smiled when she saw my erection. I sat up, took my shirt off, and threw it too. I laid back with my sister standing over me at my knees. She was just staring at my cock so I looked at it. The damn thing was twitching in time to my heartbeat. My pulse was causing it to jump up and down as she watched. I saw another drop start to form low on her slit. She must have seen it too because she stepped forward just enough for that drop to land on the head of my cock. A long string connected our sex organs together for a moment until the string broke. That was when my cock started shooting my cum all over my chest, my belly, and forming a puddle near my belly button. Renay said, “Oh, that was wonderful. Can you do it again?” I replied, “I don’t know how I did it in the first place. I’ve never cum without jerking off first.” Mom just giggle. That drew our attention to them. Dad was on his back and Mom was sitting on his cock. Well not exactly sitting on it because it was up inside her. They were having sex right there on the living room floor just four feet away from us. The next thing I knew Renay was holding my cock up and trying to get it inside of her virgin pussy. She got the head in, and then she took a deep breath, and slammed herself down onto the rest of it. She cringed but other than that you couldn’t tell that it was her first time. Mine too! She was mimicking what Mom was doing to Dad. Suddenly she shoved one of her nipples into my mouth. I instinctively sucked on it. We both liked that. She passed them back and forth to me, she fucked up and down on my cock, and she gave us both the most electrifying climaxes of our short lives. I pumped twice as much into her pussy as I had let fly on my body earlier. She collapsed on my chest and kissed me. I whispered in her ear, “I love you.” She whispered back, “I love you too.” I whispered again, “No, I mean that I really love you.” She whispered, “I know! I gave you my virginity, didn’t I.” Mom was trying to stifle a scream as her orgasm raced through her body. Dad was thrusting up at her so hard that I thought he would throw her off. Renay said, “Let it go Mom. Let it go.” Mom opened her mouth, threw her head back and softly screamed. That was followed by, “Oh God you were fucking great.” “I loved having our children watch us.” “When you bit my nipple I almost died.” “It felt so good.” “We need to do this more often.” Renay said, “I think I’ll let him take showers with me now.” We all laughed. +++++ Thursday after Dad got home from work he told us that the beach that he was taking us too was a nude beach. Renay said, “Cool.” Mom just smiled and said to Dad, “You have created a monster. That girl hasn’t been dressed inside the house since she came home from school. Those two have had sex three times already today and I’m jealous.” Dad said, “Three times.” Mom said, “Yes, once before they got dress for school, once when they got home, and again not fifteen minutes ago.” Dad gave me a thumbs up and said, “Way to go.” We were all set on Friday when Dad got home. In fact all of our suitcases and stuff was sitting on the edge of the driveway waiting to get loaded when he pulled in. In less that fifteen minutes were on our way. It took us five hours to get to the motel and Dad said that the beach was another half-hour from there. But that could wait until morning. With our newly found nudity, all we needed was one room with two double beds in it. Renay was naked almost before the door got closed. She laid back on the bed, lifted her knees, and spread her legs. Then with both of her hands she pulled her pussy lips open for me. I got my camera right in there as close as I could and clicked off a few. Mom asked, “What’s going on here?” Dad said, “Who cares. Strip and open your pussy up for him. I want a picture of you like that myself.” Renay said, “I promised him the most intimate picture of me that he could think of. This is what I agreed too.” Dad asked me, “What else did you request of her?” I looked at Renay. She was already blushing when I said, “My cock in her asshole and her tongue in Mom’s pussy.” Dad laughed and asked, “At the same time? I might like to try that one myself.” Mom said, “If you think that you are sticking that thing in my ass, you had better buy me a bottle of Champaign…and not a cheap one either.” Dad picked up the telephone and dialed zero. A moment later he asked, “Do you carry Champaign…yes…yes…sure add the strawberries…and a can of whipped cream too.” When he hung up, Mom just buried her face in the pillow. Then Dad said, “Strip and spread. I haven’t gotten my picture of your big hole yet.” Mom blurted out, “Big hole my ass…” Before she could finish her sentence Dad said, “Exactly.” Mom stood up and undressed as she called Dad a bastard, a son of o bitch, and a sex maniac.” Dad said, “You forgot one. I’m also a mother fucker.” Mom laughed at that one. Then she laid back opening up her pussy lips for me. Dad was right, Mom did have a big pussy. At least it was bigger that Renay’s pussy inside. Her outer lips were crushed between her fingers and extended pretty far. Her inner lips opened up like a flower, and her pink insides were fully exposed to me and to my camera. At the top I could see her pee hole and at the bottom was her big hole surrounded by a bunch of tiny soft-looking pink fingers swaying in the breeze, so to speak. Just below that was her dark brown asshole. It had been stretched out tight but now it was all crinkled. I knew why Dad wanted to put his cock in there. I also knew that I would be taking a lot of pictures of it in there too. Just as I had finished taking her pictures there was a knock at the door. Mom and Renay both grabbed the covers and buried themselves. Dad took the tray and sat it on the desk as he gave the man a tip. Dad said, “Here you go girls, drink up, we men want anal sex tonight.” We? There were two bottles of Champaign on the tray along with what looked like a quart of strawberries, half of which were chocolate covered. Then there was the can of whipped cream. I wasn’t sure just what that was for. Mom looked at Renay. Renay nodded to Mom. Dad popped the first cork. They had only brought two Champaign glasses but obviously that was all that we needed. Dad filled their glasses and handed them to the girls. Mom held her glass up to Renay and Renay tapped her glass to it. Then they drank that first glass right down and held them out to Dad. Dad suggested that they slow down. Mom said, “Why! The sooner we drink this stuff the sooner we get your cocks out of our asses. Right Renay?” Renay blushed and asked, “What if I like it? Does he still have to take it out?” Dad laughed and said, “Honey, we aren’t going to take it out until we fill you girls up.” Renay drank that second glass and said, “Oh! Now I understand.” She watched as Dad filled her glass again and said, “You don’t have to get me drunk to try it. I’m all for it right now.” She looked over at Mom and Mom said, “I don’t have to be drunk either. I just wanted your father to pay for that kind of sex. Champaign was all I could think of on such short notice. Normally it would cost him dinner at Red Lobster with a shrimp cocktail, a medium rare steak, two lobster tails, and a piece of cherry cheesecake to finish it off.” Renay seemed just a little tipsy as she asked, “You make Daddy pay for sex?” Dad laughed and said, “Honey, your mother has gotten every penny that I have ever earned in one way or another.” Mom said, “I just want him to know that fucking my ass is a very special reward and not to be taken for granted.” Renay looked at me and then at Dad. She said, “Then Mom and Dad, you guys get to go first. We want to watch and I want to know what to expect my first time.” So Dad undressed quickly and got the can of whipped cream. Mom was on her back with her legs up and Dad stuck the nozzle in her pussy and gave it a squirt. Mom told us that it was cold. Then Dad stuck the nozzle in her asshole and gave it a bigger squirt until it was coming back out. He got in position and shoved his hard cock into her hard. It went all the way in and then he stopped. Mom wasn’t breathing. It seemed like forever when she said, “You bastard.” She looked over at me taking pictures and said, “Don’t do that to your sister or she’ll never let you do it again.” Dad smiled and said, “Go slow and easy the first hundred times.” I looked at Renay and she was smiling. Then I got between Dad’s legs and took some really good pictures of his cock in Mom’s asshole. When it was our turn I squirted Renay and gently pressed the head of my cock into her anal ring. As the pressure built up the head popped just inside. I held still and finally she smiled at me. I slipped the rest in slowly but steadily until it was all the way inside of her. Another short pause and we were going at it as if it had been a hundred times. It felt good to me, and Renay liked it too. After I came deep in her ass and pulled out Renay asked, “Can I have some more Champaign?” Mom looked at Dad and said, “She earned it.” She certainly had. About halfway into it I took the camera from Dad and shot straight down at my cock in her ass while she held her pussy lips open. That definitely proved that my cock was in her ass and not in her pussy. Dad took the camera and took the same picture from further away to show both of our faces in it. +++++ When we arrived at the beach the parking lot was almost full. All of the people were covered up or in their swimsuits. When we got to the beach itself almost everyone was naked. Oh there were a few girls still wearing their bottoms, and even less that had their tops on too. Renay whispered, “I bet those girls with their bottoms on are having their periods.” I just said, “Oh!” Then Renay said, “I’d poke my tampon string up inside or just rip it out if I was having my period.” I asked, “How would you get the damn thing out?” Renay laughed and said, “That would be your job.” Mom and Dad both laughed at that. Renay said, “I’ve gone fishing for that string more than once.” Mom added, “Me too. One time I had to use a crochet hook to get one out.” So anyway we applied some sunscreen that hopefully would allow us to get a tan but would prevent us from getting too burned. Dad and I started checking out the other girls on the beach and making comments about them. For instance there was one girl about Renay’s age that looked pregnant. Well, Renay got up and walked over to her. They talked a couple of minutes and then they walked back toward us. Renay said, “This is Sarah. She is fifteen years old and she is pregnant. Her older sister is here with her and she is pregnant too.” Sarah said, “She is sixteen but she doesn’t know who the father is. At least I only let one boy have sex with me. Of course we did it almost every day for six months before I got pregnant. Sheila liked to go to parties and let all of the boys fuck her. Now none of them what to fuck her.” Sarah then looked at me and asked, “Will you take some pictures of my sister and I together.” I asked, “Like this?” She giggled and said, “If you mean nude, yes like this. See those guys way up there hiding behind those screens? They are taking our picture right now. They might even be uploading them to the Internet as we speak.” So I picked up my camera and Renay and I walked with her to her sister. After we were introduced I started taking pictures of them together. I shot down at them lying on the sand so as not to get any of the other girls in the pictures. Then I got down low and took pictures of them standing. After that I got them in the water. Anyone behind them was too far out to see. Renay wanted to be in the pictures too. She wanted to be between them. Then she asked, “Can we go somewhere out of sight. I’m so horny that I need my brother’s cock in me.” Sheila asked, “You let your own brother fuck you?” Renay said, “Yes! On Wednesday I gave him my virginity. Last night in the motel I let him butt fuck me…right after Dad butt fucked Mom.” Sarah asked, “Did it hurt?” Renay smiled and said, “Not as much as I thought it would. He was very gentle. He is a great lover. Want to try him out. He can do all three of us in about an hour tops.” Sheila looked at her cell phone to check the time. Then she said, “All right we have an hour to spare. Let’s check your brother out.” Sarah took my hand and said, “You will only be my second. I’ve never been with anyone other than Teddy.” I said, “You will be my second too. I’ve only been with my sister.” Sarah said, “Cool.” We walked a long way but we did find a big sand dune with a recess on the top that we could hide in. No one could see us unless they were standing right on the rim next to us. Of course Sheila wanted to go first. It had been a while for her. She was eight months pregnant while Sarah was only six months along. Renay took pictures. Afterwards she thanked me. She had been desperate to get fucked. Renay told her that we were coming back the next day. She said that they would be there. Sarah wanted Renay to go next. So we handed her the camera and showed her how to take a picture. Renay hammed it up a little for their benefit. Then it was Sarah’s turn. She was really tight down there. Unlike her sister who was widening out for childbirth. Anyway it felt great. I highly doubted that she had had sex everyday for six months. She closed her eyes and she cooed so sweetly as I stroked into her wet pussy. At one point Renay had me sit up higher so that she could get some better shots of me fucking Sarah. When I did cum in her it wasn’t nearly as much as I had left in her sister. Renay insisted that she get nipple to nipple with each girl, that they get nipple to nipple with each other, and that all three of them do it together. Of course I got lots of pictures but the best was the top view of three girls nipple to nipple to nipple. We went into the water. I only got in to my waist so that I didn’t get the camera wet. The girls sort of gave themselves a douche. Then it was little Sarah that asked if she could give Renay a douche using her fingers. Well, Renay was all for it but I couldn’t see under the water. Renay kind of gave Sheila and I a running list of what Sarah was doing to her. I got a great picture of my sister’s face when Sarah gave her an orgasm. Her first one from another girl, and a pretty good one at that. We walked them back to their stuff, kissed them goodbye, and then we returned to our parents. Mom told us that they had already eaten but that they had brought food back for us. We stayed together for the rest of the day. I wandered back to the men behind the screens. They all had cameras with long lenses. A few of them were stroking their cocks. They seemed upset that I had encroached on their territory. +++++ Sunday we got there earlier because we couldn’t stay. We had that five and a half hour drive home afterwards. Sarah and Sheila were there so we just joined them. They had a big umbrella to shield themselves from the guys behind the screens. I couldn’t blame them. I got a picture of Sheila with her belly in a hole that she had dug. She looked just like Mom and Renay who were lying on ether side of her. Sheila asked Mom if she would let Dad fuck her. Mom said, “Only if you do us both. We are a married couple after all.” So the six of us headed back to our crater in the dunes. I got pictures of Mom and Dad in a threesome. Mom was lying against a bank, Sheila had her face in Mom’s crotch licking her pussy, and Dad was pounding into Sheila from behind. Sheila’s belly was rubbing a trench in the sand. All in all it was an amazing sight. Then it was our turn. Dad took the camera and Sarah practically pushed Renay down and stared in gobbling up my sister’s sweet nectar. I watched for a while. Renay smiled at me and held Sarah’s hair out of her face for better pictures. When I had had enough I got behind Sarah and pushed my cock into her pussy. She stopped, took a tube out of her beach bag, and tossed it to me. Then Sarah said, “Its K-Y. Lube me up and put some on your cock. I thought about what Renay had said about anal sex and I want to try it.” Then she went right back to work on Renay’s pussy. I squirted it right into her butt like Dad had with the whipped cream. Mom said, “Poke your finger around in there and make sure everything gets coated. Be gently and then add another finger. When you get to three fingers she should be good to go. Be gently. After all she is six months pregnant. You don’t want to break her water.” I did as I was told, then before I knew it my cock was in her ass and we were both enjoying it. I could not believe the week that I was having. In just five days I had fucked three different girls, two of which were pregnant, and I had fucked two of them in their virgin asses. What more could a boy ask for? I got my answer a little while later. Sheila wanted me to butt fuck her. She had a hundred boys fuck her and knock her up but she had never let even one of them in her ass. Make that, three virgin asses. The ride home went quickly for Renay and I. We slept the whole way. +++++ Life at home was very different after that first week. We were almost always naked, no one bothered closing doors anymore, and I got to take lots of pictures of the girls on the toilet, taking showers, and working in the kitchen naked. Sex was anytime that I wanted and anywhere that Renay wanted to do it. Mom and Dad watched us fuck and we watched them fuck. At night Renay and I slept together. A month later Dad asked me if I wanted to swap girls for the night. I wanted Mom just as much as Dad wanted Renay but I told him that I would have to ask and that I would get back to him. Renay was all for it but that’s another story. +++++ AUTHOR’S NOTE: Before you ask…no…I don’t do part two’s, as most of you already know. The End First Nude Beach 700

‌Hello everyone my name is Daniel and I am 6'2 well built and have good big 8' sex drill..... this is story my sister and me having sex and then eventually my mother and I had sex and then we all having a threesome together............ ‌ ‌Me and my sister are twins and when we were 2 years old my father passed away when he died we left the city and we started living in a small town. me,sister and my mother living alone. This town was very small. We barely have three to four neighbors my father was a big business tycoon so he left us so much money, so we bought a new mansion with big big walls surrounding so no one can get in or can see and the mansion have 7 bedrooms and a big lawn with a swimming pool and jacuzzi and i think it can fit 15 to 20 people easily. ‌ ‌Before telling any thing about my sister and our lust full adventure of making love i should tell something's about my family, well after our dad died. my mother started to don't care about anything and more of it when ever we see her in house we saw her naked. ‌ ‌And even if me and my sister stay naked in house she doesn't care what we do we can stay naked or dressed she never cared.but she taught us everything what every mother would do...may be she was a nudist we never knew. We always saw her naked aur whole life for better imagination I'll say that she looks very similar to "Brandi love" her every thing is similar to her her boobs, body,waist everything just she don't have any tan lines and she's a lot younger looking than her. I remember i used to suck on those huge breasts for very long time i remember the taste of milk. I always just go to her and suck wherever she go in the house. ‌ ‌This one time i was 9 and she was showering and i want to suck on her breast i think i just like to do it i always get a hard on whenever i do that. So i just got into the bathroom and saw her wet body and a rush of blood stream started to flow in my dick i was getting hard on by my mom because my mom was masturbating she put right hand on to her pussy and she was circling on it putting her fingers in her pussy and stroking in and out she put her middle finger in and then put her forefinger and started stroking...i got into the shower and said " Mom im hungry" she just looked at me with a shock in her face "What....are you doing here!!!!!!!! DANIELL???????...you should Knock first before you come in here " i looked at her with confusion and telling my self "why should i knock on bathroom door" i just said "sorry mom i was hungry" ‌ ‌She looked at me and at my enlarged cock. "Ok come here" she said with naughty look in her eyes " ok you're growing up now you should start eating food and not on mommy's milk ok" i looked at her and said " ok mom I'll try" she kissed me on my forehead and looked down at my cock which was poking her just a inch away from her pussy and she then suddenly hugged me with gentle squeeze on my butt and my cock rubbed her pussy lips and i felt rush of pleasure in my body "oh..my big boy you have grown up" she said slowly moving her hips on dick.........but this story is for next time right now its about my sister......so as i was saying that...... ‌ ‌The only time she(mom) wears any clothes is when she's going out and when we were young like 4 or 5 and when our babysitter used say that we should wear some clothes she always say that let them what they like to do don't tell them what to do ok mind your own business and let stay how they want to stay. ‌ ‌And when we were alone with our babysitter she also used to get naked we used to play with her big boobs and she let us do whatever we like to do to her.. I have a very blurry memory of fisting her in her pussy and she used to enjoy that too.... So when we got 10 years old our mom stopped the babysitter so me and my sister stays alone we used to stay naked or dressed its all depends on us. ‌ ‌Our mom told us strictly about school and never saying anything about how we live in our house she had a strict rule against friends coming over she said that they will not like the way we live, when were she's not at home we used touch our private parts and used to play with it even in young age my sister got some nice pair of boobs and ass... ‌ ‌We were 13 years old and puberty hit us we started to realize that we cannot stay in same room anymore but no one was there to tell us that we shouldn't sleep together. ‌2 years past now me and my sister were almost 16years old and introduce to porn by our friends and i started to jack off every time.... my sister also do the same but she never told me and when ever she masturbate she goes to another room and do it . ‌ ‌One day i was searching for a good porn and found something amazing that changed the way i look at my sister. It was incest porn i started looking at brother and sister porn and i never got so hard in life my cock was 8½' long with its full erected form i started to jack off and i remember i jacked off whole night that day next day when my sister came in she was looking beautiful standing in the door way naked looking at the mess i made. ‌ ‌She looked at it said "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS...?" i said with a smile on my face "Well i jacked off whole night, where were you .." she said with shock on her face and looking at all the cum on the bed "I was in the next room watching movies" i got up and put my hand around her naked waist and pushed her toward the computer,and i sat on my chair and pulled her towards me forcing her to sit on my lap and said, "Look what i found last night on this porn site look" with excitement and clicked played and the video started. ‌ ‌And the watching that video my sister got wet and said "what is this...is this real...are they really brother and sister....is this right to do....what happens if she gets pregnant....oh my god he's fucking his own sister.." and started looking more closely and said again "This is amazing..i already feeling wet oh my god Daniel this is making me so horny....." Listening that her from her mouth make my dick so hard my 8½ inch dick starting to stand up like it was never ejaculate a single drop of cum... ‌ ‌She felt that between her her naked pussy lips and hers wetness touched head of my dick, i felt the little vibration comming from back she turned around and looked at me witb lust full eyes and said "is that what i think it is...are really getting a hard on because of me....am i turning you on....am i turning on my twin brother...." And i just nodded with yes.....and the she started to rub her pussy on the whole length of my dick i started to feel the ball in my stomach she turned towards me facing me she was shaved and started to grind on my dick. ‌ ‌A rush of precum started ooze out of the tip used it as lubricant and rubbed it on her whole body i put my hand on her waist and started to move in to and fro motion....i looked at my sister big boobs......her hard nipples.... ‌ ‌To give a glimps of my sister search for Quinn wild and imagine her waist of 26' just like her..... ‌ ‌I hold her boobs in my hand and started to play with her nipples she started to moaning "ummmmmmmmmmm....hhhhhhhhhhhh"..oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........this feels so good brother......." 20 min later we both got to our first orgasam....she said "oohhhhhh.....ummmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhh....... brother im cumminnggg.......imm..... cummingggghhh..........aaaaahhhhhhhh.......aahhhhhhh.....aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........and she sent series and series of orgasam water....on my cock and my cock sent the biggest lines of cum........."holy shitt......i haven't cum this much in whole night ...... Are feeling good....are you ok......?" ‌ ‌I asked my sister if she was embarrassed about it.... apparently she was little embarrassed and she just turned around and started to leave the room i said nothing to and she left...... All day we just ingnor eye contact with each other. We started to stay dressed it was a little wired to see her dressed in house and also painful not seeing her naked.. ‌ ‌For 2 days this ignoring sessions were continued. Our mother saw this not talking to each other thing and noticed that we were dressed the whole time our mother called us both and we sat in front of her. Then she said "I don't know what is going on with you two but I don't like my house to b this silent" said looking at both of us "whatever going on in between you sort it out you're brother and sister...they fight but they should stay mad at each other"..said looking at my sister she turned her head towards me."you don't understand mom i cannot forgive him for what he did"..... listening to those words i snapped out and i looked at her with anger and faced her and looked in her she put her face away...and i said " I didn't do anything you also liked it don't tell me that, and don't blame me you were also equally responsible for this". ‌ ‌She started crying i felt bad for what i did but my mom told me very angrily "DANIEL GARFIELD GET BACK TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW' i got up and started to leave and once turned around and looked at my sister in guilt....my mother tried to comfort her and said somethings to her and looking at i noticed that she agreed on whatever she said. ‌ ‌One more day past and we ignored each other but i noticed she once tried to talk but i was angry and didn't care and left.....that night in the night i came in house and saw her and was a little shock to found her naked in the living room she looked at me and smiled,i was confused but i just head to the room and thought "why did she smiled?...did she did that on purpose or she really don't remember what she did?" Many questions run through my mind i took off my clothes and lied on bed...after a minute or two she came in the room but stayed at the door... keeping one hand on the door and legs crossed standing naked in front of....i looked at her she was looking beautiful full her breasts were jiggling as she moved and the in the back of her making her a looking like a naked angel standing in front of me....... "Hey Daniel i think we have to talk about something" she said... ‌ ‌Looking at her like that in the door way a rush of blood stream ran through my dick and he started to get up but i controlled my standing friend and said to my self "calm down" and i looked at her "what do you want to talk about" i said. "I want to apologise for my behavior these days and also what i said in front of mom" she walked towards the bed and started to crawled up to me " i was wrong about that i didn't mean it was your fault it was mine and i accept that" ..i looked at her and then at her jiggling boobs moves from left to right as she crawled up she put right hand on my leg and left hand really close to my semi erected dick and then sat on me keeping her puusy really close to my balls. ‌ ‌Now looking at her like that and she sitting really near to balls my dick got out of my control and started to grow and now was touching her Belly button....i said nothing to her she looked at my tickling dick at her belly button and said "looks like some accepted my apology" and grabbed it.... stopped her and said "not this time you bitch... you'll just masturbate on my dick and you will run away" i grabbed her is matter of second and pinned down her and now i was on top of her,and half of dick slid in between her legs and her lips covering most of my dick griths under her protection....a little"aaaahhhhhha........" Slip from her mouth she looked at me and said I'm sorry I was afraid at that time and she leaned towards me and kissed me the touch of her lips gave me a shock wave in my body and maybe i would have orgasamed at that moment but i looked at her in her deep blue eyes and kissed her and started to slide my dick on her pussy. ‌ ‌"Ummmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhh.......aaaaahhhhhhhhh........mmmmmmmmmmmmooooooiihhhhhhhhhhhg............." She started moaning and we made out for like ten minutes and she looked and said "give it to me brother......i want to feel you inside me ....... I want your cock to tear my pussy apart" i looked at her "are you sure about this" i asked she nodded her with a "yes" i asked her again "Have you ever been with anyone" she smiled and said why don't you find out your self. ‌ ‌I got up and alined my cock with her fuck hole.....and with my big cock i started to part her wet lips she hold my hand so tight i thought every Bone in my hand and i put my half dick inside her and said looking at her with a shock " you're a virgin " my sister smiled at me and said i wanted my first to b you. Congratulations you popped your sister cherry and i kissed her passionately and slid my whole dick inside her and wisper in her " i was a virgin too congratulations sister you just took your brothers virginity " and i stated to fuck her i just slid my dick in and keeping my motion slow and sometimes speed..."Ohhhh...myy..goddddd.........fuuccckkkkkk meee............ brother fuuccckkkk meeeee....like a aannimmaaallllll............oohhhhhbb......fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk........... I going to cummmm....... brother.......your going to make your sisterrr.....cummmmm.........aaaahhhhhhhh.............." I a rush of orgasam ran through her body and she started jerking....."ooohhhhh....myyyy.....godddddd.......iammmm.....cummmmminggggggg........ brother iam.....cummmminnngggggg....oooohhhhhbhh.......aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.....ummmmmmmmmmm.....ummm...ummm..ummmm..ummmm............" And collapse on the bed with her head in side the pillow and and her waist making an arch in my hands........i just kept fucking her like a animal and now i was closed to my orgasam..."IAM going cummmm....sister" and she lock me from my hips and said "i want you to cum inside me...i want to feel your cum....i want my brothers cum in meee......" Listening to those word i came and started to release the long strips of my cum in side her i filled her with my she was so filled that my cum was dripping from her pussy.....i collapse beside her and we were out of our breaths started to laughing she looked at and said "that was great i never thought my brother can make me cum like this" i kissed her and said "I love you " she looked at me in shocked "Do you really love me" she said " yes i love you ......i always have" i said and smiled "i love you too....i always have loved that's y i gave my virginity to you i love brother i love you..." And the we slept with my dick still inside of her.... ‌ ‌End of part one ‌ ‌If you like this story comment below and give like for next part.....stay tuned for finding out how i fucked my mom and have family threesome......... ‌ ‌

If you guys haven't read last part please do.... So. As i mentioned before how i became an exhibitionist, here iam rubbing my self in the living room on the sofa. My two fingers were deep inside pussy and i was rubbing my clit with my other hand. The sensation started, i was getting sweatier, and my clit started to get very sensitive. I was moaning louder and louder, i was near to cum, when i heard my brother's car sound in the garage. I was nearly there so, i calculated and started rubbing my self faster, i heard the voice of his car got parked, the thought of getting caught made it more sensual, i felt a jolt of excitement running through my spine and i started to cum, I was jumping on the sofa, rubbing my clit strong and fast. I had the best one of the best orgasm of my life. I herd the car door getting closed and he started walking toward the main door, i jumped. I had no where to go. We had a three sofa sets, facing toward the large led TV . So, i hid behind the sofa. I saw him coming into the house, saw him passing by the living room. I moved a little back cause he was going to cross the sofa where i was hiding, i got to the adjacent sofa and hid behind it. It was so exciting to see him, and the feeling of getting caught cause i was naked in the living room while my little brother, passing through. Saw him walking up the stairs to his and heard his door closed. My legs were heavy but i was feeling more and more horny now. I started moving toward my room. But the problem was my room was exactly opposite to my brothers room. My heart started to run fast, and at the same time, i was getting wet by thinking, what will happen if and only if he opens his door and find me naked in front of his door, what will happen will he like that, looking at his sister, standing naked, a thought crossed my mind. I reached my door, opened it, got inside, and i was standing in the door way holding my door open, and Looking at my brothers door. I was now calm that i have reached my room, suddenly a naughty thought came to my mind. I just wanted him to look at my body. So i closed the door but, did not closed it all the way. And before closing it, got out of my room a few steps far and I made a loud thumping noise and ran into my room, so that he knows about my presence. My bed was faced opposite the door exactly so, if anyone opened it can see my whole bed. I jumped onto my bed, got my headphones plugged it in my phone and started playing porn, I was already wet so, I started playing with myself. My little naughty plan started to work, I heard his door being open . I lowered the voice a little on my mobile, so i can hear him. He started calling out my name. " Sarah?..is that you?.." I started smiling and pretend to be lost in my phone, I saw him reaching for my room so, i started moaning louder and louder. I could see his Shadow standing in the door way. I held my phone in way that, I can see him at the door and also, look at my phone at the same time. I spread my legs a little more wider and was ready to put on a show for my brother, I was rubbing my pussy faster and faster. Making loud moans. Then i saw my little brother head peeking through the door looking at me, playing with her self. i saw his face, he was in shock to see me masturbating. I rubbed pussy faster and spread my pussy lips apart, I closed my eyes for like three seconds and opened to find him goan.The feeling of someone looking at me is incredible, I never felt anything like this before. I was near to get an orgasm, i was disappointed. He was not there. 'He must have thought that, it was wrong' and then I saw his show still waiting outside. His shadow was moving left to right then then stopped. 'He may be fighting with himself, to look or not' i thought to my self. So, I shouted a loud moan " FUCK ME.....!!!!..FUCK ME.. HARDER...!!!!!!". The door was opening again, and i saw the head of my brother peeking through. Now, when saw him. A jolt of excitement ran through spin to my ass. I putted my phone down now, and turned in doggy style. I opened my drawer on left and took my 7" Dildo, I lubed it up and started to fuck my self. I rubbed my pussy with one hand and fucked my self with other. It was incredible. I started to moan loud and loud, even may be neighbours could have heard me. I was screaming with pleasure. And I came so hard that I never ever felt anything like this. I was shivering and jolts of pleasure just coming right after one another. " AAAAAHHHHHHH........UMMMMM........YEAHHH.......FUCK ME... UMMMMHHH...FUCK ME HARDER....AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............." I screamed. It was like ocean of pleasure just hitting again and again. I could not take it, and passed out. Collapsed on my bed with dildo still in my pussy. I was out for about 5 min, everything was blur and my heart was still beating fast. My hands, my legs., my whole body was numb and recovering from the best orgasm of my life. I slowly raised my head and saw my door was halfway opened, and my brother's door closing. I heard the sound of closing door. I realized that may be he came in and looked at me when I was out. I cannot explain what i felt, but it was a good feeling. Knowing he saw me naked up close. As the lust left my body, I started feeling a little bit guilty of what I did, I showed my naked body to my own brother and not even that I masturbated. And For letting him watch, as all of us feel after masturbating. After a minute i calmed myself down and life came back to my legs, i stood up, closed the door and gone back to sleep. I was out for few hours, then i felt a littel spanking on my ass, and i surly felt some little slaps on my pussy too. I barely opened my eyes looked around, and saw my mom standing right next to me. "Wake up sleeping beauty" mom said. " Hey, mom what up!!" I said. " Just look at your self, how are you sleeping? ," she told me and i raised my head to found that i was still sleeping naked, just blanket covering only my boobs, my ass and pussy was on display. I realized mom was a little bit angry looking at me like this but I also realized that its my moment now, if don't own it, mom will scold me so, i just pushed the blanket around my ass, just barely covered my pussy and closed my eyes again and said " well, can girl have some privacy in her own room." My mom was flushed from my words and said " well young lady you can have your privacy in your room. But lock your door first". I was surprised by what she said "You are naked, if any of your brothers would have came in instead of me, what would have happened then huh..? " My mom asked. I reached for my t shirt, and sat up, while wearing my t-shirt i said " well mom, first of all they should Knock on my door, and if I don't answer they should leave don't they mom? " I asked her " i never just barged in their room, i respect there privacy, and even if they barged in my room while I'm naked, they should be the one who feel sorry. This is my room i can do whatever i want right? ". Mom looked at me, she was out words and said " well you got some mouth young lady, well anyway you're right but even if its not your fault you should be careful your brothers are not kids anymore, they are young and raging with Harmon. I don't want them to see you naked as they used to when you were young, so at least lock your door, then do whatever you want ". I was in shocked then again she said " Family meeting in 20, get DRESSED, and come down to dining hall". As she was leaving I asked her "MOM.. Can I ask you something" She turned to me and said " Yes of course honey anything you want " I hesitated a little bit but asked any way. " MOM, you did not scold me Or got angry when you found me naked, is it okay, can I stay naked." She was little surprise for my question but then she answered. " Well look you're young, and beautiful and in I know how you want to display your body to everyone. " My mind blown when I heard how right she was, I was feeling that. She continued " And I know you like it too. May be you got that from my side. Your dad also like it but not that much. I was once again blown. I nervously asked " So you guys. Like to get naked all the time?. " She laughed and said " Well of course yes. Who wouldn't want that. Your dad and I used to be that way all the time before you came in this world." I was getting shock after shock here. " Well after that we, decided that not to be like that again. I felt so guilty for some reason so I said " Sorry, mom " She said " Hey sweety please. " And she hugged me " It's not your fault we decided that, because we became parents, not because of you" I felt a little bit relief she continued " Well, if it's make you any better" She got close to my ear and said " We do get naked whenever you guys not around. I was looking at her smiling. Then she said again." Look, I said this to you to make you feel better, but none of this should ever leave this room. Okay. " I nodded in agreement. She kissed me on my cheek and left. When she left i got into the shower, cleaned myself. Wore my small length night shorts and a spegetti top, i open my door and saw some cum stains on the bottom of the door frame,I he masturbated too. I thought to myself, i was disgust that my brother came all over my door. But a little tingling sensation ran into my pussy and i realized that he came while watch me naked. I just took a deep breath and just head to kitchen. Everyone was waiting for me at the dinner, i looked towards mike and noticed that he checking me out, i saw him looking at me from top to bottom. And i swear i saw him adjusting his shorts, that gave me little chill. i entered the kitchen and said " good evening everyone, i see we are having a dinner together after 3 weeks," my mom gave me a sharp look, she noticed my sarcasm in my speech. " What's the special occasion " To which dad said " Yes, we are and also for a good reason " everyone got his attention, " Well you know we all go to grandma every year, well this year we are not going. We have to postpone it for another month." Everyone shouted "NOOO..... " He raised his hand to calm us down and said" I know, I know but your mom and i have to go to Italy for three weeks, we have to cancel the plan. For this month. " To that Daniel said " Well we can go there by ourselves. We are old enough for that. " Me and Taylor agreed to that, Mom and dad looked at each other and said " Well you are right you can go by yourself but it's a long way to go, are guys sure you can go. " " Yes" We all said. " Ok then you guys go there we'll meet you there in one month". I was excited for our trip cause you see when granny passed away she left us our family house. We live in city because of mom and dad job, that house is not just a house it's a mansion, a fucking huge mansion. It's a resort in its self, we have a swimming pool and big trees covering all around the property. And lake behind, according to granny the whole lake comes under our property but due to some legal issues., grandpa had to loose half of the lake property. It's taken care by a lady called Ms.Cindy . Dad called her and told her that we were coming, so she can clean the house for us. I knocked on my brothers door to ask when we'll have to leave, Taylor open the door and was shocked to see me, may because of our encounter yesterday. "Hey. Do you know when we'll be leaving I want have to start packing, I need time to pack my things" I asked. He was checking me out from top to bottom. That was send some small tingels in my pussy. " Well. I don't know actually. I did not asked dad about it yet. " He was staring at my panties " May be tomorrow I guess " He said stammering. Ok I said and walked to door but slowly so he can stare at my ass. I walked sexy on purpose. And closed my door. Got on my bed and Musterbated. In the evening I got know that Daniel have some work at the university so he also stay and he'll join us after a week or two. So it was just me and Taylor leaving for the vacation, we packed our bags and we were ready. We said goodbye to Daniel. Mom and dad was also leaving to the airport so we dropped them first and headed to our family house. It was a 36 hours drive. We could have taken train there but we decided to go by road. On our way we talked about so many things. Our new hobbies new relationships new friends I asked him about his girlfriend but he said they were broke up two months ago. And he has no interest in dating. We talked about college and many things We drove for hours and ate at some restaurants we saw. Then stopped at a gas station to buy some snacks. We were 7 hours away from our destination. It was getting too hot. I was taking photos of the mountains and fields so, Taylor stopped the AC, I was wearing a tight jeans and a tight t-shirt I asked Taylor to stop at some gas station. But he said next gas station is one hour away he asked why. I said I have to change, these clothes are not for long drives like this. I am getting all sweaty and I think I am getting sick due to this AC. He didn't say word for a mile then I felt the hesitant in his voice when he said " Why don't you change in the backseat, there's plenty of room there. I just looked at him in a little shock but got excited how he wanted me to change. May be he wanna peak at some goods what he saw few days ago. I said ok and got into back seat. I took out my bag and found a tight yoga shorts, and low cut loose tank top. I saw Taylor adjusting the mirror. And that send some socks in pussy. I felt my pussy getting wet. So I decided to put on some show for him. And, I started taking my jeans off, but it was so tight that i cant do it sitting so, I got on knees and turned my ass towards the front seat. I knew that he's gonna enjoy it. I tried to pull down from my ass, but it was so tight that my panties started getting off with it. I let that happens so he can take good look at pussy. I was actually struggling to take it off he heard my struggling noise. And asked "hey, you ok back there " I turned and looked in mirror he was looking at me and my bare naked ass too. I noticed he was looking at me and my pussy was getting wet and wet, " This fucking skinny jeans it's hard to take it out, don't worry I'll get it," I said. " Ok the then" He said, but kept looking in the mirror. After 5 whole minutes I took it out. I was exhausted and out of breath. I rested my head and my legs were open apart and my pussy was on display I looked at the mirror and he was gawking at me like a hungry wolf. I was enjoying this, my heart was pumping fast, I stayed in that position for some time then, started taking my shirt off. And continued my show. But my show had to stop because my hand got stuck and my T-shirt got stuck in my neck. I struggle for a minute but I started suffocating. My hands were up and I called " Hey Taylor. I am stuck here(it was like I was a poor girl who get stuck in porn movies and there brother comes to help them) can you help me". He said " What happened" "I got stuck in this stupid t-shirt please help me" I said, he then stoped the car on the side and turned at me. My hands were in air stuck above my head " I can't breathe, Taylor". I said " Woah.... Sarah why are you naked. " He asked. " I was changing smart head! What do you think? ". I yelled cause it's was not sexy anymore, I was suffocating. " Help me". "Alright sis! Alright" He said and came back, and started taking my shirt off. He put his hand under my chin and pulled the neck hole till my mouth so, I can breath. Then he hold the T-shirt from the back and pulled with full power. He fell in the front seat and I fell on him. My lips just land on his chin and his lips on my nose and upper lips. We almost kissed each other, then I got up and covered my self with T-shirt. He got up and asked me if am fine I said yes, then he just sat there."well thanks for your help, i thought I'm gonna die in there." I said. He was peeking at my pussy, then got up and started driving. I felt so embarrassed yet, horny at the same time. I put on my top and yoga shorts. Then asked him if I can stay in back seat i wanted to take a nap. But really I wanted to touch my self. He said ok, 6 hours later he stopped at a gas station and said he's gonna go for bathroom. I took out my yoga shorts and started touching myself, imagining my self fucked by Taylor. He was taking time to come out. So, I guess he was masturbating too. That turned me on so much, he must be imagining me while touching himself. I rubbed my pussy like crazy. I imagine he's fucking me like crazy, I started fingering my self, and I came hard, I squirted all over the front seat. I came out of my ecstasy, when I saw Taylor coming back, I looked for my shorts but they were wet in my cum, they were drenched, he was getting closer. I looked in my bag a saw a skirt. But I did not had a chance to wear them, so I just spread them across my legs like I am wearing them. He stand at door and asked "so you need anything." I said " No, I am fine by the way how long we have to go?, " He said 1 more hour. I said fine. We sat in driver's seat and saw my cum drenched shorts, I didn't realized but I had threw them in front seat. He picked it up and asked " Hey sis why are they wet? " I just took it from him and told him " I just spilled some water on them, it became see through so I changed them. You have already seen enough today, I don't want you too see more. " " Hey, its not my fault you get naked first, then change. " He said with a smile. " How else do you suppose to wear then?. I had always wear like that. " I asked. " Well, I don't mind how you wear them, but I am not guilty of seeing you naked, it's just that I've always seen you naked all the time when we were young. I didn't think it was a big deal to you". He said it like it was nothing. "Yes, but we are not little anymore, and also I've never seen you naked since we were kids, that's not fair. " I said, with a naughty smile. He smiled back and said " You'll see me if I get to change my clothes on our way back to home, " And laughed at me "you are so bad" I said and smiled. He started the car and we left the gas station. Some time later when he was busy I wore my skirt and came into front seat. I was naked under my skirt and the skirt was just long enough to cover my bubble but. My left butt was on display to him. He kept looking at it whenever he got the chance to look. I noticed that, but stayed that way so he don't feel guilty. We enter our home town and saw there was not as many people as they were used to. I asked my brother why there so less people on the street. "I don't know sis, it's strange I've never seen this street so empty, even that gas station was empty, in the toilet paper section they were no toilet paper left in the store. I wanted some chocolate to buy for you, but they were also gone" He said. We reached our house and saw mrs. Cindy standing on the front door, I came out of the car and hugged her. She welcomed us then asked for our brother, I told her he'll be here I one weak. Then she said " I don't think so dear" We were looking at her confused " You guys don't know it's the pandemic. They lockdown the country ". Continued in part 3.

If you guys haven't read last part please do.... So. As i mentioned before how i became an exhibitionist, here iam rubbing my self in the living room on the sofa. My two fingers were deep inside pussy and i was rubbing my clit with my other hand. The sensation started, i was getting sweatier, and my clit started to get very sensitive. I was moaning louder and louder, i was near to cum, when i heard my brother's car sound in the garage. I was nearly there so, i calculated and started rubbing my self faster, i heard the voice of his car got parked, the thought of getting caught made it more sensual, i felt a jolt of excitement running through my spine and i started to cum, I was jumping on the sofa, rubbing my clit strong and fast. I had the best one of the best orgasm of my life. I herd the car door getting closed and he started walking toward the main door, i jumped. I had no where to go. We had a three sofa sets, facing toward the large led TV . So, i hid behind the sofa. I saw him coming into the house, saw him passing by the living room. I moved a little back cause he was going to cross the sofa where i was hiding, i got to the adjacent sofa and hid behind it. It was so exciting to see him, and the feeling of getting caught cause i was naked in the living room while my little brother, passing through. Saw him walking up the stairs to his and heard his door closed. My legs were heavy but i was feeling more and more horny now. I started moving toward my room. But the problem was my room was exactly opposite to my brothers room. My heart started to run fast, and at the same time, i was getting wet by thinking, what will happen if and only if he opens his door and find me naked in front of his door, what will happen will he like that, looking at his sister, standing naked, a thought crossed my mind. I reached my door, opened it, got inside, and i was standing in the door way holding my door open, and Looking at my brothers door. I was now calm that i have reached my room, suddenly a naughty thought came to my mind. I just wanted him to look at my body. So i closed the door but, did not closed it all the way. And before closing it, got out of my room a few steps far and I made a loud thumping noise and ran into my room, so that he knows about my presence. My bed was faced opposite the door exactly so, if anyone opened it can see my whole bed. I jumped onto my bed, got my headphones plugged it in my phone and started playing porn, I was already wet so, I started playing with myself. My little naughty plan started to work, I heard his door being open . I lowered the voice a little on my mobile, so i can hear him. He started calling out my name. " Sarah?..is that you?.." I started smiling and pretend to be lost in my phone, I saw him reaching for my room so, i started moaning louder and louder. I could see his Shadow standing in the door way. I held my phone in way that, I can see him at the door and also, look at my phone at the same time. I spread my legs a little more wider and was ready to put on a show for my brother, I was rubbing my pussy faster and faster. Making loud moans. Then i saw my little brother head peeking through the door looking at me, playing with her self. i saw his face, he was in shock to see me masturbating. I rubbed pussy faster and spread my pussy lips apart, I closed my eyes for like three seconds and opened to find him goan.The feeling of someone looking at me is incredible, I never felt anything like this before. I was near to get an orgasm, i was disappointed. He was not there. 'He must have thought that, it was wrong' and then I saw his show still waiting outside. His shadow was moving left to right then then stopped. 'He may be fighting with himself, to look or not' i thought to my self. So, I shouted a loud moan " FUCK ME.....!!!!..FUCK ME.. HARDER...!!!!!!". The door was opening again, and i saw the head of my brother peeking through. Now, when saw him. A jolt of excitement ran through spin to my ass. I putted my phone down now, and turned in doggy style. I opened my drawer on left and took my 7" Dildo, I lubed it up and started to fuck my self. I rubbed my pussy with one hand and fucked my self with other. It was incredible. I started to moan loud and loud, even may be neighbours could have heard me. I was screaming with pleasure. And I came so hard that I never ever felt anything like this. I was shivering and jolts of pleasure just coming right after one another. " AAAAAHHHHHHH........UMMMMM........YEAHHH.......FUCK ME... UMMMMHHH...FUCK ME HARDER....AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............." I screamed. It was like ocean of pleasure just hitting again and again. I could not take it, and passed out. Collapsed on my bed with dildo still in my pussy. I was out for about 5 min, everything was blur and my heart was still beating fast. My hands, my legs., my whole body was numb and recovering from the best orgasm of my life. I slowly raised my head and saw my door was halfway opened, and my brother's door closing. I heard the sound of closing door. I realized that may be he came in and looked at me when I was out. I cannot explain what i felt, but it was a good feeling. Knowing he saw me naked up close. As the lust left my body, I started feeling a little bit guilty of what I did, I showed my naked body to my own brother and not even that I masturbated. And For letting him watch, as all of us feel after masturbating. After a minute i calmed myself down and life came back to my legs, i stood up, closed the door and gone back to sleep. I was out for few hours, then i felt a littel spanking on my ass, and i surly felt some little slaps on my pussy too. I barely opened my eyes looked around, and saw my mom standing right next to me. "Wake up sleeping beauty" mom said. " Hey, mom what up!!" I said. " Just look at your self, how are you sleeping? ," she told me and i raised my head to found that i was still sleeping naked, just blanket covering only my boobs, my ass and pussy was on display. I realized mom was a little bit angry looking at me like this but I also realized that its my moment now, if don't own it, mom will scold me so, i just pushed the blanket around my ass, just barely covered my pussy and closed my eyes again and said " well, can girl have some privacy in her own room." My mom was flushed from my words and said " well young lady you can have your privacy in your room. But lock your door first". I was surprised by what she said "You are naked, if any of your brothers would have came in instead of me, what would have happened then huh..? " My mom asked. I reached for my t shirt, and sat up, while wearing my t-shirt i said " well mom, first of all they should Knock on my door, and if I don't answer they should leave don't they mom? " I asked her " i never just barged in their room, i respect there privacy, and even if they barged in my room while I'm naked, they should be the one who feel sorry. This is my room i can do whatever i want right? ". Mom looked at me, she was out words and said " well you got some mouth young lady, well anyway you're right but even if its not your fault you should be careful your brothers are not kids anymore, they are young and raging with Harmon. I don't want them to see you naked as they used to when you were young, so at least lock your door, then do whatever you want ". I was in shocked then again she said " Family meeting in 20, get DRESSED, and come down to dining hall". As she was leaving I asked her "MOM.. Can I ask you something" She turned to me and said " Yes of course honey anything you want " I hesitated a little bit but asked any way. " MOM, you did not scold me Or got angry when you found me naked, is it okay, can I stay naked." She was little surprise for my question but then she answered. " Well look you're young, and beautiful and in I know how you want to display your body to everyone. " My mind blown when I heard how right she was, I was feeling that. She continued " And I know you like it too. May be you got that from my side. Your dad also like it but not that much. I was once again blown. I nervously asked " So you guys. Like to get naked all the time?. " She laughed and said " Well of course yes. Who wouldn't want that. Your dad and I used to be that way all the time before you came in this world." I was getting shock after shock here. " Well after that we, decided that not to be like that again. I felt so guilty for some reason so I said " Sorry, mom " She said " Hey sweety please. " And she hugged me " It's not your fault we decided that, because we became parents, not because of you" I felt a little bit relief she continued " Well, if it's make you any better" She got close to my ear and said " We do get naked whenever you guys not around. I was looking at her smiling. Then she said again." Look, I said this to you to make you feel better, but none of this should ever leave this room. Okay. " I nodded in agreement. She kissed me on my cheek and left. When she left i got into the shower, cleaned myself. Wore my small length night shorts and a spegetti top, i open my door and saw some cum stains on the bottom of the door frame,I he masturbated too. I thought to myself, i was disgust that my brother came all over my door. But a little tingling sensation ran into my pussy and i realized that he came while watch me naked. I just took a deep breath and just head to kitchen. Everyone was waiting for me at the dinner, i looked towards mike and noticed that he checking me out, i saw him looking at me from top to bottom. And i swear i saw him adjusting his shorts, that gave me little chill. i entered the kitchen and said " good evening everyone, i see we are having a dinner together after 3 weeks," my mom gave me a sharp look, she noticed my sarcasm in my speech. " What's the special occasion " To which dad said " Yes, we are and also for a good reason " everyone got his attention, " Well you know we all go to grandma every year, well this year we are not going. We have to postpone it for another month." Everyone shouted "NOOO..... " He raised his hand to calm us down and said" I know, I know but your mom and i have to go to Italy for three weeks, we have to cancel the plan. For this month. " To that Daniel said " Well we can go there by ourselves. We are old enough for that. " Me and Taylor agreed to that, Mom and dad looked at each other and said " Well you are right you can go by yourself but it's a long way to go, are guys sure you can go. " " Yes" We all said. " Ok then you guys go there we'll meet you there in one month". I was excited for our trip cause you see when granny passed away she left us our family house. We live in city because of mom and dad job, that house is not just a house it's a mansion, a fucking huge mansion. It's a resort in its self, we have a swimming pool and big trees covering all around the property. And lake behind, according to granny the whole lake comes under our property but due to some legal issues., grandpa had to loose half of the lake property. It's taken care by a lady called Ms.Cindy . Dad called her and told her that we were coming, so she can clean the house for us. I knocked on my brothers door to ask when we'll have to leave, Taylor open the door and was shocked to see me, may because of our encounter yesterday. "Hey. Do you know when we'll be leaving I want have to start packing, I need time to pack my things" I asked. He was checking me out from top to bottom. That was send some small tingels in my pussy. " Well. I don't know actually. I did not asked dad about it yet. " He was staring at my panties " May be tomorrow I guess " He said stammering. Ok I said and walked to door but slowly so he can stare at my ass. I walked sexy on purpose. And closed my door. Got on my bed and Musterbated. In the evening I got know that Daniel have some work at the university so he also stay and he'll join us after a week or two. So it was just me and Taylor leaving for the vacation, we packed our bags and we were ready. We said goodbye to Daniel. Mom and dad was also leaving to the airport so we dropped them first and headed to our family house. It was a 36 hours drive. We could have taken train there but we decided to go by road. On our way we talked about so many things. Our new hobbies new relationships new friends I asked him about his girlfriend but he said they were broke up two months ago. And he has no interest in dating. We talked about college and many things We drove for hours and ate at some restaurants we saw. Then stopped at a gas station to buy some snacks. We were 7 hours away from our destination. It was getting too hot. I was taking photos of the mountains and fields so, Taylor stopped the AC, I was wearing a tight jeans and a tight t-shirt I asked Taylor to stop at some gas station. But he said next gas station is one hour away he asked why. I said I have to change, these clothes are not for long drives like this. I am getting all sweaty and I think I am getting sick due to this AC. He didn't say word for a mile then I felt the hesitant in his voice when he said " Why don't you change in the backseat, there's plenty of room there. I just looked at him in a little shock but got excited how he wanted me to change. May be he wanna peak at some goods what he saw few days ago. I said ok and got into back seat. I took out my bag and found a tight yoga shorts, and low cut loose tank top. I saw Taylor adjusting the mirror. And that send some socks in pussy. I felt my pussy getting wet. So I decided to put on some show for him. And, I started taking my jeans off, but it was so tight that i cant do it sitting so, I got on knees and turned my ass towards the front seat. I knew that he's gonna enjoy it. I tried to pull down from my ass, but it was so tight that my panties started getting off with it. I let that happens so he can take good look at pussy. I was actually struggling to take it off he heard my struggling noise. And asked "hey, you ok back there " I turned and looked in mirror he was looking at me and my bare naked ass too. I noticed he was looking at me and my pussy was getting wet and wet, " This fucking skinny jeans it's hard to take it out, don't worry I'll get it," I said. " Ok the then" He said, but kept looking in the mirror. After 5 whole minutes I took it out. I was exhausted and out of breath. I rested my head and my legs were open apart and my pussy was on display I looked at the mirror and he was gawking at me like a hungry wolf. I was enjoying this, my heart was pumping fast, I stayed in that position for some time then, started taking my shirt off. And continued my show. But my show had to stop because my hand got stuck and my T-shirt got stuck in my neck. I struggle for a minute but I started suffocating. My hands were up and I called " Hey Taylor. I am stuck here(it was like I was a poor girl who get stuck in porn movies and there brother comes to help them) can you help me". He said " What happened" "I got stuck in this stupid t-shirt please help me" I said, he then stoped the car on the side and turned at me. My hands were in air stuck above my head " I can't breathe, Taylor". I said " Woah.... Sarah why are you naked. " He asked. " I was changing smart head! What do you think? ". I yelled cause it's was not sexy anymore, I was suffocating. " Help me". "Alright sis! Alright" He said and came back, and started taking my shirt off. He put his hand under my chin and pulled the neck hole till my mouth so, I can breath. Then he hold the T-shirt from the back and pulled with full power. He fell in the front seat and I fell on him. My lips just land on his chin and his lips on my nose and upper lips. We almost kissed each other, then I got up and covered my self with T-shirt. He got up and asked me if am fine I said yes, then he just sat there."well thanks for your help, i thought I'm gonna die in there." I said. He was peeking at my pussy, then got up and started driving. I felt so embarrassed yet, horny at the same time. I put on my top and yoga shorts. Then asked him if I can stay in back seat i wanted to take a nap. But really I wanted to touch my self. He said ok, 6 hours later he stopped at a gas station and said he's gonna go for bathroom. I took out my yoga shorts and started touching myself, imagining my self fucked by Taylor. He was taking time to come out. So, I guess he was masturbating too. That turned me on so much, he must be imagining me while touching himself. I rubbed my pussy like crazy. I imagine he's fucking me like crazy, I started fingering my self, and I came hard, I squirted all over the front seat. I came out of my ecstasy, when I saw Taylor coming back, I looked for my shorts but they were wet in my cum, they were drenched, he was getting closer. I looked in my bag a saw a skirt. But I did not had a chance to wear them, so I just spread them across my legs like I am wearing them. He stand at door and asked "so you need anything." I said " No, I am fine by the way how long we have to go?, " He said 1 more hour. I said fine. We sat in driver's seat and saw my cum drenched shorts, I didn't realized but I had threw them in front seat. He picked it up and asked " Hey sis why are they wet? " I just took it from him and told him " I just spilled some water on them, it became see through so I changed them. You have already seen enough today, I don't want you too see more. " " Hey, its not my fault you get naked first, then change. " He said with a smile. " How else do you suppose to wear then?. I had always wear like that. " I asked. " Well, I don't mind how you wear them, but I am not guilty of seeing you naked, it's just that I've always seen you naked all the time when we were young. I didn't think it was a big deal to you". He said it like it was nothing. "Yes, but we are not little anymore, and also I've never seen you naked since we were kids, that's not fair. " I said, with a naughty smile. He smiled back and said " You'll see me if I get to change my clothes on our way back to home, " And laughed at me "you are so bad" I said and smiled. He started the car and we left the gas station. Some time later when he was busy I wore my skirt and came into front seat. I was naked under my skirt and the skirt was just long enough to cover my bubble but. My left butt was on display to him. He kept looking at it whenever he got the chance to look. I noticed that, but stayed that way so he don't feel guilty. We enter our home town and saw there was not as many people as they were used to. I asked my brother why there so less people on the street. "I don't know sis, it's strange I've never seen this street so empty, even that gas station was empty, in the toilet paper section they were no toilet paper left in the store. I wanted some chocolate to buy for you, but they were also gone" He said. We reached our house and saw mrs. Cindy standing on the front door, I came out of the car and hugged her. She welcomed us then asked for our brother, I told her he'll be here I one weak. Then she said " I don't think so dear" We were looking at her confused " You guys don't know it's the pandemic. They lockdown the country ". Continued in part 3.

We were on a 2 week holiday down south in a caravan that had been loaned me free of charge. Well actually it was loaned by a couple of brothers I had been shagging for a while, and also shared among their friends. It was a real rough large site split in two. One for caravans and camper vans, the other for tents. Over the first weekend we got friendly with 4 other guys in their late 30s who over the week along with hubby used to give me a good fucking when we had barb-b-ques and they came to our caravan for drinks and to play cards. On the first Friday afternoon, hubby and the guys and a few bikers from the tent site area who were down here for some motorbike show a short distance from us were playing cards down the site bar. The last hand there was about £150 in the kity and only hubby and one of the bikers were left in. Neither had much money left so the biker threw in his fancy watch he was wearing. Hubby only had a cheap watch on so this guy said tell you what, throw in the tart as my slut until Monday afternoon as your stake. I laughed and said bloody cheek, (not the tart bit as I was dressed like one, but the stake bit). Hubby said OK then as he had a good hand. Anyway the other guy had a better hand. He said come on then slut, you've got work to do, and pulled me towards the door. As he left he shouted to everybody there they were having an allday party at their site sunday morning from 9ish and all was welcome. Bring beer and with that he lifted my tight shortish dress to my waist, ripped my g-string off and threw it on the floor showing my shaved cunt to everybody, thrust his hand between my legs and said we'll provide the entertainment. Everybody whistled and we went off to his camp site on his bike. As soon as we got to his site I was told to take off my dress which I did in front of loads of people who he had announced to that I was his slut slave he had just won. I was naked under the dress except for my high heels. Right there infront of everybody he got his cock out and ordered me to get on my knees and suck his cock. I did. He fucked my mouth hard, holding my head with my nose pushed hard into his pubic hair and his cock fully in my mouth holding it there untill I couldn't breath. I gaged and dribbled loads of spit when I pulled it back out. He done this several times until he cum in my mouth and over my face. Then he shouted out, come on then guys, give this filthy cunt alot of cock and some rough hard fucking. It was about 4pm by now and untill about 3am that morning I was on my back, knees, front, doggy, getting cock after cock thrust into all my holes. They did every perverted thing they could think of to me. All the time I was groaning, screaming, crying out in ectasy as I cum over and over again and in pain as I was mauled, slapped, whipped, and thrashed all over my naked body. As I cried out when beer bottles were shoved in my ass or cunt guys pissed in my open mouth. I was fucking knackard by the time I was left to have some sleep. Cum was leaking from my holes and drying on my body as I lay down to sleep. The Saturday I was woken up about 10 and told to shower. I had to walk to the shower block naked as my dress had dissappeared. Of course I was fucked in the shower and toilet block before i showered. After, back at the camp I was given my dress back by my master (as he liked me to call him) who had it to wear and told we were going to the bike show. It had been roughly shortened by about 3-4 inches and now barely covered my ass. At the show we meet up with another large group of guys who the knew and meet up at shows around the country. One of them saw me and said who's the tart. My master replied I was his slut slave who he had won in a card game and boy doesn't she fuck. With that he told me to take the dress off and go and fuck this guy. I pulled my dress off and walked naked to him and got his cock out. Fuck me then, fuck me hard I said to him as I wanked his cock. I was soon on my back in the dirt having a strangers cock rammed up my cunt again. Of course everybody else wanted piece of my ass then. So as my master went with some of the guys to look around the show, I was left there servicing all the other guys. They took alot of video of me being fucked to take back with them. Loads of close up filming of me with 2 cocks up my ass or cunt. All my holes filled with cock and wanking cocks as well. Film of me being whipped and slapped around, wanking myself off with bottles, and ass licking. One 20 minute piece of film was them seeing who could piss into my open mouth as I was being hard fucked by the biggest cocks in my ass. I was on all fours and as I cried out each time a cock was rammed to the hilt in my ass I opened my mouth to moan or cry out they would try and piss in it from about 2-3 feet range. They all thought this a laugh. All this went on through out the day untill early evening. During the evening after I had been washed down in one of the toilet blocks, I was taken around the show and whored out to everybody and anybody who wanted to shove their cock in one of my holes. I was told it was to get back some of the money back he had lost in the card game that Friday. They charged a few quid a fuck or blow job. By the end of the night I had more than doubled what he had lost which was quite alot. Then it was back to the campsite. The Sunday I was allowed to lie in untill about 7.30 which wasn't that long as we did not get back untill 3am as it was the party in about an hour. I was thrown my dress to wear again, it was only for a short while I was told as I would be entertaining shortly. The dress was filthy. It was covered in cum, piss, and mud stains. I walked with my master to the party area. As soon as we were there I was told to take the dress off again. I followed him around stark naked tottering in my very high heels. Guys he stopped to talk to were asked if they wanted to fuck me, of course all did. At about 9am I was taken to a platform with a table on it and told to lie down on it on my back with my legs wide apart which I did. I was then told to shout out that the entertainment had arrived and the fuck slut was ready for cock and fucking. I shouted this out at the top of my voice. I soon had my cunt filled with cock. They had put up a sign next to me saying Mega Gangfuck, Minimum 500 cocks needed to fuck our whore before end of party. Underneath they had added only cocks cumming inside or over the slut after fucking counted. About 2.30 I saw Chas and the guys turn up. He was greeted with the sight Of his slut wife naked, on her back, legs wide apart outside in the middle of the crowded campsite with a big fat unshaven guy, jeans and pants around his knees fucking the shit out of her cunt hole and mauling her tits and twisting her nipples making her scream, and a long line of guys behind him waiting their turn with the whore. The number 96 was chalked up on the board. He soon cum,97 replaced 96 and a big ugly guy came forward and roughly turned me over. I'm going tear your ass hole open now, cunt he shouted to me, and started to fuck me real hard and violently. I cried out at this onslaught which only raised a load of cheers and comments from the guys behind and people around the campsite. He pulled hard on my hair and raked my swinging tits with his other hand, squeezing and twisting them. He cum shooting his load deep into my bowles, then pulled out and thrust his cock into my mouth ordering me to clean all the slime off it. My upturned gaping asshole leaking cum on view to all and ready for the next cock. That's where I stayed for hours untill I had passed the 500 mark. I had guys of all ages from 17 to 70 fuck and humilliate me, slap me and spit on me, wank and piss over me. I was then given an half hour break then after strung up with arrms above my head, legs tied wide apart and the crowd were given a show of 4 girls fisting me and giving me a good strapping with leater belts. I pissed myself several time as they thrashed my tits and cunt and reddened up my ass. After the show it was back to the fucking until about 5am in the morning. I slept then until it was time to deliever me back to Chas. Master and a few of his mates gave me one last hard fucking and then took me back. I had to walk to our caravan naked with him as my dress was nowhere to be seen. This really did not matter as probably everybody had seen me naked and fucked, and all the guys and some women had fucked one or more of my holes. I rested up for the rest of that day and the following one, but has you'd expect, guys came to our caravan on and off for the rest of the holiday for a fuck which they always got whether Chas was there or not. I cannot start to guess how many cocks used my orrificies over the three days as I had lost count by the Friday evening. I don't think Chas will bet me again has I was not much good to him for the rest of the holiday with my holes gaping or other guys fucking me.

Introduction "I heard someone moved into the mansion," Little Jeremy said with a matter of fact tone. His adolescent voice was strong with confidence and his chest held high as he spoke. "Liar," Porter snapped back instantly. That was impossible, everyone knew that house was haunted. The two were 7 years old at the time, and their imaginations were constantly working up stories. A lot of their stories centered on the mysterious mansion that lay on the top of the mountainy terrain that surrounded their Colorado town. The two were convinced it was haunted, so the prospect that someone inhabited it was incomprehensible. "No," Jeremy shook his head vivaciously, "It's true Porter, I swear." Porter, who was a handsome young boy with brown hair spiked up in the front, furrowed his eyebrows, "Well, prove it." "How?" Jeremy asked. "We'll go see for ourselves," Porter bravely announced. "You're crazy." "Baby," Porter smirked. Jeremy's young pride was now at stake, "Fine, we'll go right now if you're so great." "Fine," Porter got up and began to walk in the direction of the mansion. The two both secretly felt uneasy as they made their way to the path. It was early in the morning before school, their town was relatively small, so the school was in walking distance. But as the two trekked further into the wilderness uncertainty began to grasp both of their hearts. "Porter," Jeremy got his attention as they crunched on fallen leaves, "Maybe we should head back... We'll be late for class." "No, we gotta solve this," Porter responded, he pretended he was a detective as he picked up the pace. Nonadmittedly, Jeremy did not know for sure if there was anyone moved in, and was getting uneasy as they progressed. To be fair, the setting was unnerving. The trees towered over the boys and barely any morning sunlight was able to break through the leaves. "We're almost there come on," Porter began to jog, and Jeremy followed right behind him. Porter was much too filled with adrenaline to hear the noises up ahead. The noises were subtle, just ruffling of leaves and what not, but they were noticeable to Jeremy, who was on edge. He stopped dead in his tracks. Porter continued for a few seconds before noticing his friend had trailed off. "What's wrong?" He turned to look at Jeremy. "I think..." Jeremy said, his voice shaking with nervousness. "Huh?" Porter looked confused. Just then the leaves where Jeremy had previously heard the noises began to physically ruffle. He gasped, Porter was surprised at the look of immense fear in his face. Porter began to ask what was wrong, but as he did so Jeremy turned and took off running. "Where are you going?!" Porter immediately yelled after Jeremy, who was sprinting as fast as he could in the other direction. "Chicken!" Porter yelled, now aggravated. He was still determined to make it to the mansion. Porter was odd like that, he lacked the fear that most would possess when it came to adventures and travels. He turned to continue. That's when he noticed the leaves rustling. "Hello?" he began to feel an inordinate amount of fear creep into his heart, he felt himself take a step backwards. He swallowed as the force, whatever it was, began to come closer and closer. For some odd reason, despite being scared to death, he didn't run. Porter felt the strange urge to stay where he was, and face the monster. He put on a brave face and got in a fighting stance. In actuality, the 7 year old looked quite ridiculous, standing alone in the forest gearing up to fight. But in his mind however, Porter was a great warrior who was about to take on a truly evil force. The seconds seemed prolonged, he felt every heartbeat that pounded mercilessly against his chest and experienced every bead of sweat that dripped down his body. He held his breath as something began to climb out of the bush. Out of the bush came a girl. She was no older than him and just a bit shorter. This mysterious girl stumbled out with a few grunts of aggravated displeasure. She looked up to see Porter, the two locked eyes and he eased up. She smiled. Just as Porter eased up, he began to get tense once he made eye contact. She was the prettiest girl he has ever laid eyes upon. "Oh," The girl yipped, "Hi there." She had jet black hair that was pulled back in a ponytail, and was wearing a beautiful red dress, that was beginning to get dirty from the nature she was trekking through. He swallowed, then tried to greet her, but it only came out as a inaudible whisper. Her eyes. They were bright blue and he couldn't look away. She made an adorable grin as she patiently waited for him to collect himself and respond. "Who are you?" Porter asked. "I'm Alice," she smiled. "I'm Porter," after he said this the two stared at each other for a few seconds. Porter didn't seem completely convinced she was a normal girl, and not some kind of monster. "My family and I just moved in up there," she pointed into the trees. "The haunted mansion?!" he said in disbelief, surprised that Jeremy wasn't lying. "Well it doesn't seem haunted to me," Alice grabbed her dress and looked down at the ground with a smile. Porter, not wanting to scare the pretty new girl too much, shut up about the topic. "Do you go to Jefferson?" She asked nervously. "Yeah of course, there's only one school," he responded. "Can you show me how to get there... I'm lost," she admitted. "That's okay, it's scary out here anyway. Follow me!" He turned and the two walked together down the path. "I was lost, not scared," she corrected as they walked to the heart of the town. "Yeah right," he laughed, "You should meet my friend Jeremy. He thought you were a monster and ran!" "Left you all alone?" "Yup." "I wouldn't do that. Friends gotta stick with each other no matter how scary the monster." Years pass It wasn't long after they met when Porter began noticing the bruises. They were small at first, just some bumps and discoloration on her arms. But as the years went by they got worse and worse. Rarely did she get bruised on visible places, but every so often she met up with him in the morning with a black eye or red marks on her neck. Porter never asked. He was so young at first and didn't understand, but he did notice. He remembered one instance when she brought him up to her house, they were about 9 at the time, and for some reason, Alice refused to go swimming with him. After a few hours of bothering her, she finally agreed, in which case Porter found out why she was so hesitant. When she came out in her swimsuit the poor young girl had lashes and bruises all up her back and on her ribs. Porter remembered looking at her up and down, and then willing himself not to act abnormal. She noticed however, and turned red with embarrassment before continuing on with their swimming. It wasn't long after that when he became mature enough to understand. Porter and Alice would be together almost everyday of their lives since meeting in the woods, but he never would meet her father. Alice never would mention him, and Porter would never ask. He knew that he was an important executive of some successful bank, and manages all of them in Denver, which was just a few miles away. That's why they were so rich. But he was never home it seemed, only at nights, and when he was home, Alice would never invite him over. Porter slowly realized that her dad must be beating her. He was still young, the idea sprung into his head at 10, and slowly it became more and more clear to him. One day, when the two were about 14, Alice showed up to Porter's house at 2 o'clock in the morning. She did this frequently, never explaining why... Because Porter knew. But this time was different however... He had never seen her face so beaten. Her face was swollen, and her nose was bloodied. "Jesus Christ," he said quietly but with alarm, "Come here." He grabbed her arm and waist as she walked into his living room. "I'm fine," she kept repeating, dazed and not in the right state of mind, "I just fell." Porter sat her down on the couch and retrieved a bag of ice with haste. He sat next to her and began pressing the ice to her face. They sat in silence for a while, she stared down at the floor boards while he ran his hand up and down her back. The silence was intense, seemingly making their ears ring as they stewed in emotion. Suddenly, the wall of silence was broken by Alice breaking down. Tears flew from her eyes and she collapsed into Porter's chest, where he embraced her with a strong grasp. "Fuck that bastard," Porter kept repeating as he held her tightly, he had tears of his own streaming down his face. Alice would never say the words, "He beats me," but from that point forward it was understood that both of them knew and he was always there for her. After what seemed like hours of crying, Alice fell asleep in his arms. He remembered vividly kissing her on the head, and whispering "I love you," to his sleeping best friend. Nothing romantic ever happened between them, but the two loved each other and there wasn't a time where they weren't there for each other, and that was no secret. She convinced him not to tell authorities. Which in hindsight was foolish and selfish of Porter, but he was a kid and didn't know any better. For the longest time it seemed Porter always supported Alice and her hard life. But one day when he was 15, that all changed. It was a memory that haunted his dreams for years to come. His mother and father called him down to the living room where they both sat hand in hand. He remembered his stomach sinking, and busily trying to figure out what might have been wrong. But after a long talk about how much they loved him, he got his answer. The whole situation seemed to be a divorce scenario, but Porter knew his parents were happily married. It was in fact not a divorce. His mother was diagnosed with lung cancer. Never smoked a cigarette in her life. Lung cancer. He hated everything for a while, but loved his mom to the very end. When she died, he had such an emptiness in his heart. Alice did everything she could to fill that emptiness, and helped with his depression every day. His father was the most effected however. The year after his mother died, him and his father were there for each other. But their relationship was never right. It never recovered from the wound that was left by cancer. 2 years after she was diagnosed and 1 year after she died. Things slowly began getting back to normal. Their situation refused to get better however. One weekend in the winter, Alice went missing. Not missing exactly, but she didn't show up to Porter's house at all and didn't answer his texts. This obviously wasn't that big of a deal for it was only 3 days, but he did find it strange. Usually she at least checked in with him. On Monday she wasn't at school. Once at his house he began to get worried. Porter was just gearing up to trek up to her house when she appeared at his door. And he was horrified at what he saw. Alice wasn't physically hurt. But she wasn't Alice. Her hair was a mess, and her eyes were wide open as if she just looked into the eyes of a ghost. Mascara was smeared all the way down her face, and her body was as stiff as a board. She walked by him without speaking to him, "Alice, what's wrong?!" He asked alarmed. She ignored him and sat on his couch. He crouched in front of her, "What the fuck happened, Al?" he asked, looking directly into her beautiful blue eyes, which were glassy and unresponsive, "What the fuck did he do to you?" He murmured to himself. Once she didn't respond he began to lift up her shirt, searching for injuries. Other than the normal bruises, there was nothing out of the ordinary. "Alice you're scaring me," he stated. She spoke, in a hurt voice that he had never heard from her before, "My mother left." "Left where?" "She's gone... She left my dad," she muttered. Her mother was never that bad of a person. She was beaten just as much as her daughter and was in the same boat, but she never would stand up for her daughter, which made her a bad mother in Porter's mind. "Well that's good, you can live with her now," Porter said with a hopeful voice, he was hurt by the idea he wouldn't see her anymore, but hopeful that she would escape that monster of a man. "No Porter you don't understand," Alice struggled to talk, "She's gone, she left in the middle of the night... She left me." He sighed, "I'm so sorry Alice," he hugged her. As Alice fit her head over his muscular shoulder, she contemplated telling him anymore. She wanted to so badly, but she also knew it would cause issues. "My dad..." She impulsively spit out. He pulled away from her, "Your dad what?" Now worried on how her father reacted. She stared into his eyes, his deep brown eyes. He desperately tried to read hers as she sniffled. "Your dad what Alice, did he hurt you?" Porter softly demanded. "No." "What did he do then?" "He did things to me," she suddenly began crying and collapsed into his chest. "Dear god," he said as realization rushed into his head. He pulled away and got to his feet, she stood up after him as he began to walk away from her. "What are you doing?" She asked weakly. "Calling the police," he said blatantly as he picked up the phone. "No," she tried to snatch the phone from him, which he deflected. "Alice," he looked at her in disbelief, "What's wrong with you?" "I DONT KNOW!" She screamed and reached for the phone, "YOU DONT UNDERSTAND YOU NEVER DID! YOU CANT CALL YOU CANT YOU CANT!" Porter now felt terrible, he should have chosen his words more carefully. "This is for you Alice," he said, "you can't let him do that to you." "It was only once!" She pleaded, "It was only once because my mom left. If it ever happens again you can call the police I'll tell you right away. He'll kill me you can't call." She began sobbing again. He thought long and hard. "I'm calling," he muttered and began to dial in the numbers. Alice then did something that shocked Porter. She grabbed her hair tightly in both of her hands, dropped down to her knees, and screamed as loud as she could. The shrieks were so wretched and awful that Porter had no choice but to put the phone down and comfort her. "Look... Look," he frantically repeated, "no phone I won't call." She stopped screaming and went to the fetal position, where Porter held her. Horrified and confused, Porter swallowed, "I won't call. But you tell me if he ever does that again. And that's the last straw." It was so stupid of Porter to do, so careless and childish. But he didn't know what else to do. All he knew was he loved Alice and wanted her to be happy, and hated the man that did this to her. When Porter was 17... His father committed suicide. Porter found him hanging, and he would never fully recover from that mental image. He blamed himself for not being good enough. If he was a better son, his dad would have never done it. That's what he thought. The following two months were the strangest of the two's life. Alice was still being raped... But she never told Porter. And Porter was physically unable to put to words how he felt about his father. So Alice would come over and the two would sit in silence. Both not knowing what to say or how to say it... But at the same time, they needed to be with one another. One day the two were sitting in Porter's empty living room (he had moved in with his uncle who only lived a few blocks away). Suddenly, Alice looked up, and had a burst of happiness in her heart. She couldn't explain it... But it was there. It took her off guard, she hadn't been happy in a long time, she decided to ride the feeling. "Remember when we pranked Jeremy?" Alice smiled, Jeremy had moved 2 years prior. "Which time?" Porter now found himself smiling. "The doll one." "Oh right... Man he was so jumpy." "He screamed so loud," she laughed. "And ran so fast," he added. "We should have gotten him at least once in the forest before he moved," she sat up on the couch. "We would have never gotten him in there," Porter reminded her. She was silent for a while, "That's where we met, ya know." "Trust me... I know," his heart was filled with warmth. "Liar... You forgot," she accused. "No," he retorted with a grin. "Prove it," she had an adorable smirk on her face. "Well me and Jeremy went monster hunting at the abandon spooky mansion before school," he began. "WRONG! Jeremy wasn't with you!" "Yes he was... He just ran away when he heard you coming." "No way... Really?" She let out a loud laugh. "Yeah, are you really surprised? He bolted once you were within 10 feet," Porter leaned in, "But obviously me being the brave hero I am... I was prepared to fight the monster." "Oh and how'd that work out for you Prince Charming?" "Well, you came stumbling out of the bushes and I thought 'Damn that's one cute monster'," they laughed. Her smile turned to a frown, "What if you ran with Jeremy... And I talked to some different kids on the first day?" He smiled confidently, "I feel like we would find a way to each other." "We make a pretty nice duo, don't we?" Alice said. "Yeah we do." "What are we gonna do when we go to college?" Alice was now sad again. "Well... I was thinking now we could go to the same college," Porter admitted. "Really?" She looked up at him. "Of course," he said with a smile, "We're the duo." "Thank you for sticking with me Porter." "Same with you, Al." Alice was deep in thought, but was still able to mutter with a smile, "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" Porter began to talk, but she wasn't listening. She was thinking about something much more important. "Porter," she interrupted him. "Yeah?" "My dad never stopped." Silence. It took a while to register, but when it did, Porter began fuming with rage. Not at Alice of course, but at her scumbag of a father. "That son of a bitch," Porter stood up, "He's gonna rot in a cell." "No he's not," she said with a monotone voice. "Alice I don't have time for that... We had a deal," he said with authority. "No you don't understand," she was grinning now, she sported a face of hope. "What don't I understand?" He was getting impatient, convinced she was just going to defend her dad again. "I'm not going to college," she was full on smiling now. Porter was now generally concerned for her mental health, "Alice, it's okay now I know this must be..." "No no no," she stood up, "You're not either." "Alice..." "Run away with me," they were staring into each other's eyes now. "Alice, that's insane," he shook his head. "Why?" She let out a half hearted laugh, "What's keeping us here, Porter?" He couldn't answer. "See, we could do it! Just take off and never look back," she was giddy with excitement now. Porter began to feel her same feeling, but squashed it immediately, "Alice. I know our lives have been hard. But... We can't just do that. That's not how society works." "Fuck society," She said, Porter had to fight a smile himself, "Just go off the map, travel the country. The WORLD maybe!" "Money," he shook his head. She looked into his eyes, Porter saw a seriousness in her eyes that he didn't expect, "I'll rob my dad. Take every fucking penny he has. That fuck deserves it." Porter was alright with this, actually got excited with the prospect, "Could you?" She nodded her head, "I can get millions of dollars, Porter. One of his cars, too." "How?" "He passes out drunk for days at a time sometimes... I'll get him drunk and withdrawal every cent he has." Porter smiled, but once again... Wiped it from his face, "We can't just do that... What happens when we want to stop... We can't just be on the road forever." "I know. I haven't thought that far ahead... But I know I want this." "Alice, stop talking crazy please. It sounds amazing, but it's just not possible. Wrong generation for that. You need insurance, life support, a college degree..." "I'm leaving either way, Porter." She interrupted him. He was silent, letting what she said sink in. Porter slowly looked up into her blue eyes... The ones he had fallen in love with. As Porter tossed his bag full of his closest possessions into the back seat of a 2015 Ford Mustang, he noticed how many other bags were back there. "Holy shit, Al," he said with a laugh, "How many bags do you need." "Not mine," she was behind the wheel, "Look in them." He did as she suggested, and his eyes widened in shock once he saw what was inside them. "Oh my god," he muttered. In the bags were more money than Porter has ever imagined. "Yeah," she said with a shaky voice, "We... Have millions of dollars in the back seat." After she said that, both of them broke into uneasy laughter. "Are we really gonna do this?" Porter asked. It was 4 in the morning and the sun was not yet up, but the air was crisp and birds sang. "Yeah," she nodded uneasily, "We are." "Let's go," he said and she started the car. The purr of the sports car sent shivers down their spines. The two teenagers looked at each other, and began to peel out onto the road. Just as they did so however, the gate to Alice's property opened. Alice slammed on the brakes, even though they were only going a couple of miles an hour, they jolted forward. She quickly shut off the car. "Get down!" She said and they both ducked down. Alice's father stumbled out of the gate. He was drunk and a slob. He wasn't that bad looking, but he had the face of the scumbag. Porter, who was just seeing him for the first time, stared at him with hate from the dark car. Her father kept mumbling the same thing, "Where is that fucking bitch." Porter heard Alice murmuring next to him, "He's gonna see the car he's gonna see the car." Porter knew she was right. So he impulsively got out of the car. She tried to stop him but it was too late, he had already committed. He walked towards her father at a brisk pace, who saw him coming from 10 feet away. "What do you want?" He yelled at Porter as he approached. Porter smiled a friendly smile and stuck out his hand, "Hi. Mr. Delmont. Right?" Alice's father stiffened up upon hearing his name in the formal form, he must have assumed that Porter was some kind of business partner. "Yes. That is correct." As he extended his arm to shake Porter's hand, Porter, as quick as a cobra, swung up and punched him directly in the jaw. Alice's father fell backwards, he fell on his ass with a grunt. He looked up at Porter just in time to see the second swing coming. Porter mercilessly beat the man, "THIS... IS... FOR... WHAT... YOU... DID... TO... HER... ASSHOLE!" He yelled with each punch. Porter stood up and looked down at Alice's father. He was bloodied and unconscious. Porter swallowed his anger, "It's tougher when it's not a little girl, huh?" He turned to walk back to the car, but wasn't able to. Porter turned back around and continued to kick the unconscious man. Porter would have killed him if it wasn't for the fact that Alice was watching. Once Porter was done, he simply said, "Fuck you." And ran back to the car. Without saying anything, Alice took off. The two sped out of the town at speeds way over the speed limit. The car ride was silent, nothing but the loud sound of the engine was audible. Once their town was out of sight, Alice slammed on the breaks. The car halted on the side of an almost abandoned road in the middle of the mountainy terrain. She turned to look at him. "Listen Alice I..." Porter began, but stopped talking when he saw Alice's face. She was staring at him was crazed eyes. She was breathing heavily, and maybe crazed wasn't the right word, her eyes were more... hungry. "Alice?" He asked confused. Without responding, she pounced on him. Alice grabbed his face and the two of them both experienced their first kiss. An explosion of emotion erupted in their chests. Alice pulled back and looked into his eyes, Porter was now breathing heavily as well. Alice wasn't done, she began to kiss him harder. As she did so she stripped Porter of his jacket. Which Porter wiggled out of and wrapped his arms around her. Alice then scurried over to his side of the car, she swung her leg around so she was straddling his waist. Porter leaned himself back in the chair, adjusting the seat so he was almost laying. Alice pulled away and leaned back, for a few seconds she observed his toned body. She was new to consensual sex, but this wasn't awkward like it should have been, everything felt so right. She ran her hands up and down his abs before getting in between his knees. She gasped when she pulled out his cock, she was incredibly impressed. Porter had never had someone touch his dick before, and was blown away by the feeling. Her soft fingers felt amazing, then her mouth felt even better. She didn't really know how to give a blowjob, but she was in such a moment of ecstasy she didn't think about it at all before diving in. He seemed to be enjoying it, soon moans were escaping his lips and he began to writhe in pleasure. Alice got the hang of it quickly, she was going at a nice steady rhythm when she felt Porter pull her hair back and help her. It was a truly incredible feeling. After a while of this, Alice pulled away and took off her sweatshirt, then she struggled to take off of her pants. Leaving her in nothing but a tank top. She instinctively rubbed her pussy a few times before climbing on top of Porter. As Alice directed his cock inside her Porter spoke, "Whoa Al are you sure you wanna do this?" She ignored him however, and slid down all the way on the cock. This was not the first time she was penetrated thanks to her father. But this was so much different then those times. Alice quivered on top of him as they both regained their composure. Porter wrapped his hands around her waist and helped her bounce. The feeling was nothing like anything either of them have ever felt. Both of them moaned with pleasure as they picked up the pace. After a while of intense fucking, Alice felt Porter's strong arms wrap around her. He grunted. "You're going to cum aren't you?" She asked panting. They went faster. "Yeah," he responded. "Wait for me," she could barely get the words out. Porter tried to wait, but only lasted for a few seconds longer. That's all she needed however. Both of the teenagers came at the same time. Alice came on Porter's cock as he emptied his load inside of her. For a few seconds, the two were speechless. They held tight to each other as they recovered from an experience of a lifetime. She kissed him, "I love you, Alice." He said. She pulled back, "You're the first person to ever say that." As he thought for a response to that, Alice rolled over to the driver's seat and started the car. "I love you too, Porter," she smiled and put the car into drive. That is where their story begins...

Chapter One: The Sex School Jasper Coleman, who was still adjusting to consciousness, stood with an absent stare just a few feet from the front door of his apartment. His surroundings were dark, only the light of the outside city illuminated the dull setting; and even then, a minuscule amount reached where he stood. The clock that hung behind him ticked at an unsettling pace, violating the silence of the early morning. Each tick pinged against his brain, which was currently fragile with ache. If someone were to observe Jasper at that moment, with his slouched stature and catatonic gaze, one would think him to be brain dead. However, this was far from true. In his head, Jasper was checking off each thing needed for the day. He did so meticulously and thoroughly, for today was the most important day of his life. Jasper gently licked his lips and a spark of awareness was resurrected in his eyes. He perked up and checked himself one last time. He was an extremely attractive boy; while his body was moderately impressive, his facial features were what stood out. He had dark hair that paired nicely with his perfect eyebrows, and his carved jawline accented his menacing gaze. His eyes was the signature characteristic that everyone first notices upon meeting him, they were dark brown, almost black, and sharply enigmatic. While he himself was a kind and gentle person, his look was overpowering. Jasper had just turned 18, and today, was his first day at The Academy. The Academy of Artistic and Talented Youth is a special school, to say the least. For a long time, the school was, in fact, normal. It was a prestigious boarding school that taught talented students going into arts such as acting, directing, writing, painting, etc. However, this normal but prestigious school changed forever about a decade ago, when they introduced a new branch of study to their curriculum. The Academy began to admit students to study the art of intercourse. This is exactly what it sounds like, the students study how to become pornographers, escorts, etc. The first class of students are thought of as pioneers, the greatest in the world at sex. Of course, the students do not have sex in the classroom until they reach legal age. Before then, they simply sit in a classroom and learn how to prefect the art in the form of notes and teachings. But when the students turn 18, then the classes begin to get fun. Jasper had just gotten admitted, joining the famed first class of sex students. It was time for school. Jasper inhaled a deep breath of not-so-fresh air as he stood on an unsanitary and dim street corner. Chicago. The city he grew up in and never planned to leave. He loved every aspect of city life, it was what he was accustomed to, and he desired nothing else. It was this city, his city, that was the first to introduce this concept of schools teaching sex, he remembered it happening only nine years ago, when The Academy opened its intercourse branch of the school. He never dreamed that he would attend, but applying was a last-ditch effort. His mother died in a car accident last year, and he never had a father, leaving the bills to be his sole responsibility. He would be forced to quit school and find a job if he wasn’t admitted (The Academy provides a place of residence for its students). He was astonished that he was accepted, considering the astronomically low acceptance rate. His future was now set for him, he knew that, anyone who attends The Academy is automatically guaranteed a job somewhere in the lucrative sex industry. The bus arrived and snapped him of his trance. Jasper plopped ungracefully onto the second to last seat with a groan. No conversation existed on this bus, and a depressing silence held the air. The vehicle was empty aside from a few passengers. Jasper looked forward and awaited arrival. Not very long after Jasper got settled, he noticed something. A pair of eyes looked back at him from about five seats up. She was a girl. He couldn't see much of her because of the morning darkness, but he did see a brunette ponytail protruding up from the seat. Her arm, which was covered with a baggy sweatshirt sleeve, rested on the top of the seat, on which she laid her mouth and half of her face so only her eyes and nose were visible. He couldn't see much, but he could tell she was cute. He then realized he had been unintentionally making eye contact with this girl for a solid thirty seconds. He didn't feel right simply looking away at this point, for the staring had lasted uncomfortably long. So, Jasper responded to her with a friendly smirk that he knew fitted him. He still couldn't see her mouth, but he could see her eyes form the condensed result of a smile and her nose scrunch up. The mysterious girl then got up and walked to the seat across from him. Which Jasper wished she didn't do. Despite being incredibly charismatic when he wanted to be, Jasper was not a people person, and usually preferred being left alone. She sat across from him with her hands in her lap and an upright posture. She didn't say anything, only looked at him. She was still grinning, never stopped in the first place, and she tilted her head a bit. Now that she was closer, Jasper got a look at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. She had the slightest bit of brown freckles on her face that was rounded perfectly with a nice smile. The girl was a perfect size, not too skinny and not too fat. Athletic, he could tell. But her eyes. Holy shit, her eyes were captivating. They were brown like his, and seemed to hold a special aspect that was incredibly alluring. They seemed to sparkle every time the bus passed a streetlight, which illuminated her face for a brief second. And when they weren't under a street light, the eyes were mysteriously sexy. Jasper was going to say hello, but the attempt was unsuccessful, he was too enveloped in her beauty. "You're going to The Academy, aren't you?" She spoke with an inviting voice, but without whispering, which bothered Jasper, considering the whole bus was completely silent. He took an internal second to situate himself, to prepare for a conversation with the most gorgeous girl he has ever seen. He employed his most nonchalant smile and turned towards her, "How'd you know?" She made a noise, an abrupt snort followed by a few chuckles, "Well, you're an attractive boy my age who is on a bus at five in the morning, and the students for the normal school don't come until six thirty. What's your major?" This girl radiated a carefree aura, a lack of regard for judgement with a welcoming kindness. "Oh," Jasper responded, stopping for a moment before lowering his voice, "I'm taking classes in the intercourse branch of the school." The girl yipped. "You're a sex major, too?!" She exclaimed loudly, "How exciting!" A woman two rows up, who was elderly and carrying a purple purse to match her ugly cardigan, looked back in obvious disapproval, perhaps even disgust. "You know," she nimbly jumped over to his seat, pressing up against him, which surprised him, "I was one of the original thirteen." "No way," the original thirteen students to attend The Academy were famed across the country. Jasper was genuinely surprised, and even more so intimidated. "Yes sir," she said with confidence, "Risked my butt to do what I love every day... which is fuck things." The woman two rows up moved seats. Back when the launch of the Academy was big news, the stories of the original thirteen students were told on repeat on the television. Jasper, who possessed elevated intelligence and therefore an excellent memory, knew most of the names of the thirteen, he tried to recall them, "What's your name?" "Sasha," she smiled, her teeth were perfectly straight. The name was familiar, Bishop..? Banks..? "Brinkman," she answered his question for him, "Sasha Brinkman." "Yeah, wow, I know your name," he said surprised, she was from the suburbs. Her story was interesting, he remembered her mother disowned her, and she became one of the head honchos for the anti-sex school movement. "It's so strange to meet you in person." "Star-struck already fresh meat? Well, you're on the same level as me now, you got in for a reason, you know," She smirked caustically and took a bite of the granola bar that she had brought out of her backpack. Her odd, erratic personality made him laugh again, "So, your name is gonna be in history books?" "I guess so," she shrugged. "How's that feel?" "Couldn't tell you. I don't think about it all that much," she said, "Well, most of the time it doesn't feel like a good thing that I'm so known, the shit we go through... We are making a difference, though. Ushering in a new way of thinking. After I graduate, I'm going to be an icon for girls everywhere." Jasper couldn't help not smiling. "We sure as hell need one right now," she muttered, thinking of the woman a few seats ahead of them. "Do all thirteen still go here?" Jasper asked after a short silence. "Simi, Jia, Jordan, Miles, Rayne, Frankie and Izzy, Flint, Camila, Josh, Devon, Bri and me." She spit out in rapid succession. Jasper raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. We all still go here. We're like family." "I can't wait to have sex," Sasha spit out, before Jasper could respond. Jasper realized that she had done this to purposely aggravate the woman a few rows up. Sasha said the phrase proudly, and the woman, now 10 seats in front of them, said with a disgusted tone, "Dear Jesus, bless them." Sasha stuck out her tongue at the lady. Jasper felt embarrassed, but seeing Sasha's attitude towards it helped. "Do we have classes together, you think?" Jasper would like someone so friendly in his class, and for other, obvious reasons as well. "Awe. Someone wants to fuck me," she laughed, the way she said it with smile and such a comedic tone... it was so foreign to Jasper... This must be what academy life is like. "Yes we do," she continued, "It's a small major, we all have classes together pretty much if you're the same age." Thank god, Jasper thought. The bus came to a stop with a jolt. Sasha got up, "Come on, hot stuff." She said to Jasper, who was following her. The atmosphere of the school was the same of any other. Students were talking in groups, lockers were lined up next to classrooms, the regular stuff. It was odd, to think of all the news stories that were hammered into his head about this place. All the liberal stations praising it, all the conservative ones demonizing it. What he found was that the school didn't fit either of these narratives, the students were there to learn and live normal lives, doing what they wanted to do. "There are four different wings of the school, two downstairs and two upstairs. The wings are divided between film and theatre, art and photography, writing and screenplay, and, of course, the music wing," Sasha said, Jasper was in his own world, a place where he resides often, he almost forgot he was walking with her. "Well," he paused, "which wing is our wing?" "Uhhhh, it's not so much a wing as a basement," she responded hesitantly. Jasper raised an eyebrow, "Basement?" "Get used to it Jasper," Sasha's tone was suddenly serious, "You chose a certain life, and that was brave of you and now you can do what you want with your life. But if you think people won't treat you like dirt, you're wrong. Including the staff here." He didn't respond for a moment. "Sorry," she shrugged, "I just want to be real with you. You'll figure that out either way, I thought it'd be better to just tell you." "So..." he said, "basement?" "It's not as bad as it sounds." "SIMI!" Sasha interrupted herself with a yell, she waved her hands in the air, signaling to a girl across the hall. The girl responded with a smile and a wave back. She was a foreign girl, Jasper couldn't tell what exactly. He could tell she had a bit of Indian in her, mixed with something else. She was extremely skinny(not Jasper's type) but insanely gorgeous. Sasha ran off to be with her friend. Simi, as Sasha called her, was in a group of people. All attractive and intimidating. Sasha hugged Simi, turned around and waved for Jasper to come over. Jasper got bumped by a group of passing students, and used the opportunity to escape. He liked Sasha, but he didn't want to walk into a group of people, that was too much. He made his way to his first class. The woman sitting behind the desk didn't say anything to Jasper as he entered the room. She was looking down at her papers as he took a seat in the back left corner. She was white and blonde. Her hair was curly and hung down to her mid back, and she sported glasses as she nonchalantly chewed on the edge of a pencil. Her nose was disproportionate, which was a mild distraction from her body. The woman, who was probably early thirties, was thick beyond belief. Her tits bulged from her button up shirt and her thick legs were crossed in her dress. Jasper was drooling over her as she looked up. "Jasper? Right?" He was the only one in the class. "Yes, Ms. Knopp," he smiled at her and perked up. "Okay, you're one of the only new students this year. You'll love it here," she said with a smile, "We're all a close-knitted family here in this major." "Thank you," he responded just as friendly, "I appreciate that a lot." "You're the one who broke the IQ record for the school," she stated. This was true. Each student was required to take an IQ test before being allowed into the school. You must be a certain intelligence to be allowed in. The state didn't want to take idiots out of the real classroom. Let's just say, Jasper did more than meet standards. "Yes that was me, Ms. Knopp," he said proudly. He got a 164. She looked down at her papers, "The K is silent, Hun." He laughed and felt foolish at the same time. "Oh," she continued, "You might wanna move over one, that seat is reserved." Jasper was confused, but didn't question anything. He moved one seat to his left. Students began to funnel into the room. Jasper took note of each one of them, they were each beautiful in their own way. Different cultures, sizes, sexes. It wasn't just stereotypical beauty, it was attractive in every sense. Eventually, Sasha and Simi walked in and took a seat near him. Simi sat in front of him, Sasha to the left. "Where'd you go?" Sasha pouted, seemingly upset about not getting to introduce the new guy to her friends. "I got lost," he said sheepishly. She rolled her eyes. He chuckled and without thinking joked, "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" She smirked, "Maybe I did..." She leaned in, her perfume filled his nose. His breath began to pick up. "...Whatcha gonna do about it." The bell rung. Sasha winked and sat back in her seat. Jasper wanted to pass out. "Hello, class," Knopp said with a smile, "Welcome to a new year!" Jasper got the chills. "Throughout this year we will have tons of sexual adventures together, and for..." She was interrupted by the door opening. A girl barged into the room with intentional recklessness and disrespect. She held a McDonald's cup in her left hand and a purse around the other. "Yeah, yeah. I'm late, I know," she said before taking a sip of her drink and taking a seat in the desk that Jasper had to move from. "I wouldn't expect anything less," Knopp smirked. Knopp continued talking, Jasper tuned out however, looking at the girl to his right. She was wearing a skin tight dress, she was tan, seemingly Italian, and her hourglass figure made Jasper's mouth water. She had shortly cut dark hair, and she wore the style well, she radiated rebellious. "Now, class," Knopp said, concluding her speech, "As many of you know. Today is a day that has been long awaited for some of you. You are all officially 18, meaning we can perform sexual exercises in the classroom!." A boy in the front gave a shout of joy, which was answered with laughs and a few more exclamations. "So, today we will get to... know each other." "As most of you know I'm not talking about getting to know each other personally, we will introduce ourselves later, I meant getting to know each other sexually. Turn to your partner next to you. And we're gonna play a game. First partnership to have both members cum, wins! The class erupted in excitement. Jasper, who was amazed at his luck, looked over to Sasha. But Sasha was looking elsewhere, to her left. "Over here, dipshit," he turned to his right to see the girl with short hair looking at him. "Okay, now remember guys, start with some oral before you begin intercourse, I'll be coming around and critiquing you." Knopp announced. The class began to bustle with movement as couples paired off and undressed one another. Jasper got up from his chair and awaited for the girl to do the same. This is something she took her time with. The girl took one last sip of her drink, and slowly stood up, sticking her ass out as she did so. She trotted over at a steady and sexy pace with overpowering confidence. When she got to him she stood at his side, sizing him up. "Alright new kid, whatcha packin?" she asked with a rasped whisper, and grabbed his dick. He moaned as he felt her hand, it's been a while for him. Thankfully, this was a category Jasper was efficient in. The girl pulled out his ten inch cock. "Holy fucking shit," she said surprised, but kept her voice monotone, "Now I know why they let you in, I was wondering with all this extra fat on you." "Impressive," she was chewing gum, which contributed to her rebel attitude. "Don't get too cocky though, I've been doing this for a long time." She then continued to take her gum out of her mouth and stick it in his. Surprised by this action, he took it out, as he did so however, she bent over and began to suck him off. She deepthroated all ten inches. Jasper's legs got wobbly and he had to lean up against a desk. He let out a long satisfied moan. She looked up at Jasper and stroked his dick, "Pussy" she laughed. "Don't let her get to you," Jasper looked up, on the ground a few feet from him was two girls on their knees, they were in front of a pair of boys, but they seemed to be working together. Then, with shocking realization, he noticed the two girls were sisters. They were different in many ways, one was older, tall and tan, and the other was younger, shorter, and pale. Not to mention one was blonde and the other was brunette. But Jasper didn't have any doubt in his mind they were sisters, their facial features were too similar. "Moaning's hot," the smaller one said, then continued to help her sister suck off two dicks. Jasper couldn't respond, he was too captivated in the experience. He never stopped watching the sisters though, they worked together masterfully. He also noted that they were touching each other fearlessly, obviously comfortable with each other. The older sister, the blonde one, who was much more slender then the younger one, took her hand and licked it before getting at her sister's cunt from behind, and slowly dragging it all the way up her asscrack. The younger sister yelped with pleasure. Jasper moaned again, convinced he was in heaven. That's when the girl got up, sat on the desk and spread her legs, revealing her pussy. A thing of beauty with a cute haircut, a triangle of hair above the clit, almost like an arrow, inviting him in. Jasper desperately wanted to make a statement his first day, and felt as though winning this competition would do that. He took no time before grabbing his dick and began to enter her perfect pussy. She violently grabbed the hair on the back of his head. "Not a chance," she said, and shoved his head down. Frustrated but determined, Jasper began eating her out. The girl's pride didn't let her moan, but God, did she enjoy it. She wrapped her legs around his head tightly, so much so she knew it had to hurt a little. She wasn't lying earlier, she has been doing this for a long time, she's attended this academy for 9 long years, even then, she doesn't remember a time when she was eaten out like this. The girl finally gave in and grabbed his head with both hands before grinding her pussy mercilessly against his face. Then ripped his head upward, and gave him the go ahead to abuse her all he wanted. Jasper entered the pussy. He could tell immediately she has been with more guys than he could count, but he was still able to enjoy the masterpiece before him. As he began to fuck her, he looked over at Simi, who was getting fucked by a tall and fit boy with brown hair and frosted tips. He's going way to fast, Jasper thought to himself. She'll never cum like that. Instead he went at a nice pace, picking up and slowing down when needed. This was something Jasper had a sixth sense about, he knew how to pleasure girls to perfection. Around the room, people began to cum, no partnership has had two people finish yet, so the competition was still up for grabs. Jasper looked to his left. Sasha had her back turned to the guy she was fucking. Which was a tall black guy with tattoos. Just seeing her naked was an honor, no matter how hot the girl he was fucking was, Jasper forever wished he was fucking Sasha. The guy fucking Sasha tensed up before grunting loudly, the only explanation was that Sasha was now filled with his seed. Jasper felt jealous, which he instantly realized how stupid that was. Jasper continued fucking the girl with determination. She wasn't encouraging, constantly saying passionate statements like, "Fuck you, you little bitch," and "Pussy! Is that all you got?" Not to mention she kept rubbing her feet in his face. Knopp, at this point, was watching. Although she didn't show it, the girl was at her breaking point. She was worn down from Jasper's giant dick. "Alright, you win," she said before rubbing her hand against her clit. And let out a much needed orgasm. Jasper loved how she came, she didn't make noise, but instead her eyes rolled back into her head and her stomach scrunched up. Not to mention the way she spasmed on his cock. Thankful that she had finished, Jasper pulled out and exploded on her tan and fit body. It was a marvelous sight, to watch the white cum cover her as she rubbed her tits and sexily commentated it. "Congratulations, you win, Jasper," Ms. Knopp said with a delicious smile. The boys of the class sighed, and continued to fuck their partners. The room filled with moans of pleasure. "Now, for your prize." Without saying much, Knopp turned around and lifted her dress, revealing her beautiful pale ass. Which Jasper admired for a few prolonged seconds before happily fucking it. It was difficult at first, considering he had just came, but he was so excited, it didn't matter. He observed her ass and how it jiggled with every thrust, it drove him crazy. The mystery girl, who was still recovering from the orgasm Jasper gave her, got up. She stood to Jasper's side and cupped his balls as he fucked the beautiful woman. She cuddled up to him, wrapping her leg around him as he stood fucking his teacher. He felt her dripping pussy against his side. Her mouth lined up perfectly with his ear. She began to whisper, "I can't believe you fucking did that you freak, you know how long it's been since that happened to me?" She was so close to him. Contradictory to before, Jasper felt himself getting turned on by her power. Her hand that was previously wrapped around his waste went into his ass crack. "Cum, you nasty little bitch." Jasper obeyed. He emptied his load as far as he could into Ms. Knopp. Almost collapsing when finished. The girl kept eye contact with Jasper the whole time, "Do you mind, Ms. Knopp?" she asked as she dug her hand into her teacher's pussy. "No, not at all," Ms. Knopp said panting, still bent over and recovering. The girl licked off her cum covered fingers one by one. "My name is Jordan, by the way." "This isn't over." Jordan said.

Eleanor took a shower after sucking her grandson’s cock. She couldn’t believe she had done that. She was even frigging herself while thinking about it. She needed to cum badly. After a nice climax in the shower she dried herself and went into her room. She had to put on clean clothes and she didn’t know what to wear. Whatever she wore would send a message to Brad. Too slutty and he would think she wanted to do it again. Too prudish and he would think she was mad at him. The problem was she couldn’t figure out how she was feeling. She should feel guilty and ashamed for what she did but she didn’t. She felt excited and eager to do it again. Something had to be wrong with her because no woman should enjoy sucking her grandson’s cock, even if that cock was the best cock she had ever seen. She stood in front of the mirror naked for 10 minutes thinking about what she wanted. It took her that long to decide she wanted to continue what she had started. As a famous President once said, a blow job is not sex. So she could suck Brad’s cock as many times as she wanted without having “sex” with her grandson. That was a line she would not cross. She knew her argument was questionable but it justified the behavior she didn’t want to quit. Once determined, she put on a lacy bra and a thong. She also chose a white blouse with a maximum of cleavage and a very short black skirt. After putting on her black five inch heels she climbed down the stairs to sit next to Brad. Her clothes were sluttier than what she used to wear at Mary’s but they looked casual. Apart from the heels it was one of the outfits she wore as every day clothes. Brad took notice of the change of clothes. The new clothes weren’t as pretty as the previous ones but they showed a lot more skin. He took it as a sign that Nana didn’t mind what had happened and maybe she wanted to continue. He didn’t want to seem too eager so he chose to wait a little before asking Eleanor for another blow job. He heard women didn’t like men who seemed needy. They wanted the smooth operator. Luckily for him Eleanor was the needy one. As soon as the movie ended she spoke to him. “Darling, do you need release?” she asked Brad. “Yeah Nana, I could use some release,” he told her. If only he could find a way for her to suck his cock again. “Do you want me to use my hands or my mouth, Darling?” “Your mouth Nana, please use your mouth,” he said eagerly. “Then let’s go to your room. Your mom and Christine should be home soon and we don’t want them walking in on us,” Eleanor told him. They both stood up and went up to his room. Brad quickly took his pants off after they entered his room. His hands had healed since the accident. He still couldn’t close his fists but he could hold big objects and push buttons with his fingers. Sweatpants were no problem for him. He then sat on his bed. Eleanor watched him do that from the door and it amused her. Youth, she thought. He was so eager to receive his second blow job and she felt very good about it. It’s been some times since she had someone so eager to do kinky things with her. Once he was sitting on his bed she sensuously swayed her hips as she walked to him. She was a cougar on the prowl and her prey was just in front of her. She placed the cushion on the floor in front of Brad and knelt on it. Brad’s manhood was already hard. Eleanor loved it. With other men she always had to make them hard with her mouth if she didn’t tease them before. She heard teenagers were like that but she doubted many could do it five to eight times a day. She began by kissing his cock head. Then she planted kisses all over his massive rod and his sack. She never did something like that but it turned her on to “thank” Brad’s cock before sucking it. Her weird ritual finished, she licked Brad’s cock from his balls to his cock head. She enjoyed licking his pre-cum. It was not as good as his baby juice but it was still delicious and a great appetizer. When she had enough treat she opened her mouth wide and took his cock in it. She could only put six inches of meat in her mouth before chocking but it didn’t discourage her. She wanted that fat cock down her throat and she would have it no matter what. It wouldn’t be today but one day she would be able to do it. She bobbed her head on Brad’s cock very slowly to savor the piece of meat she had in her mouth. She didn’t just suck his cock, she also caressed it lovingly with her tongue. “Oh my God Nana, that feels so good,” Brad moaned. He was enjoying himself very much. He had a clear view of Eleanor’s cleavage and he could see her lacy bra because her top was so small it couldn’t cover the whole thing. He could see more skin showing than most woman had on their breasts. Too bad he couldn’t see her nipples but it was still the greatest thing he had ever seen. That vision alone was hot but if you added the fact that his grandmother was keeping visual contact with him as she sucked his cock, the picture was hotter than hell. Brad also enjoyed the sensation on his cock. The suction was great but what Eleanor was doing with her tongue was amazing. It wouldn’t be long before he blew his nut. Eleanor increased the tempo because the wait was driving her crazy. At first she wanted to give Brad a long blow job because it would make the release so much sweeter, but she wanted to drink his milk too badly. She didn’t have to wait long as Brad shot his first wad of cum in her mouth not two minutes after she increased her pace. She couldn’t enjoy the first wad as the second one came rapidly. Brad’s cock spurted load after load of cum in Eleanor’s mouth and she gulped it down like she was dying of thirst. This time she didn’t let a single drop of cum escape. At the end she could even wait two wads before swallowing so she could savor the delicious taste of her grandson’s cream. Eleanor kept the last wads of cum in her mouth. She didn’t swallow so she could play with it in her mouth and enjoy the taste for a long time. She took Brad’s cock out of her mouth, careful to clean it up before it came out. She opened her mouth so that Brad could see the pool of cum in his grandmother’s mouth. Her mouth was almost full and she licked her teeth with her tongue which was coated with Brad’s cum. She gave him a show by playing with the cum she had in her mouth but unfortunately the show was cut short when they heard a car pulling up in the driveway. Mary and Christine were home. Disappointed, Eleanor swallowed the juice in her mouth and kissed Brad on the cheek. “Thanks for the meal Darling,” she said sweetly to him before she exited the room. While Eleanor was washing her hands and her face (but not brushing her teeth) Brad was still half naked on his bed. The show Eleanor put on for him with his cum was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Lately the things he was witness to were becoming nastier by the day. Since the accident he saw kinky stuff he thought he would never see, and they were always topped by something else a few days after. He was wondering what crazy thing he would see next. He couldn’t even begin to guess because it was impossible to have guessed what had already happened to him. At that moment the only thing he feared were his hands getting better. When he came home from the hospital after the accident he thought it would be the most boring and longest month of his life, but it was the opposite that happened. Brad put back on his pants and walked downstairs to the kitchen. His mother was drinking an iced tea and eating a sandwich. “Where’s Chris?” he asked Mary. “Out as always,” she answered between bites. He knew his mother didn’t like to speak while she ate so he went in the living room to watch some TV. After 10 minutes Mary came in the living room and sat next to him. “I saw Coach Boom today. He asked me about you and how you were doing,” she told him. The coach’s real name was Kevin Bowne but everybody called him Boom. He was the basketball team coach. “And what did you tell him?” Brad asked. “That you are watching TV all day long,” Mary responded. “I guess he didn’t like it,” he said with a laugh. “No, he didn’t. He told me that if you want to be a regular one day you can’t afford to spend your day watching TV.” “I figured. The only problem is he forgot I can’t practice with my injuries.” “He knows it Honey, but he also told me your legs aren’t injured and running won’t hurt your hands. You can keep up your physical condition until you recover and that way it would be one less thing to worry about when you return to practice,” she said to him. “And he is right. It’s not good for you to just watch TV all day. I’m even going to buy you an iPad tomorrow so that you can read some books or comics if you prefer.” Brad thought about it and his mother was right. He always enjoyed playing sports and running would keep him out of the house a few hours a day. He was starting to feel cooped up and he needed to go out. He would still have plenty of time to enjoy his mother’s and grandmother’s talents. “Alright Mom, but only if you and Nana come with me. That way we can all enjoy some exercise,” he told Mary. The next day after a wake up blow job from Eleanor Brad went to eat breakfast with her and Mary. Mary helped Brad to unload again after breakfast and then they all went jogging. The weather was sunny so Brad wore shorts, a T-shirt and his running shoes. Eleanor’s clothes consisted of a sports bra and micro shorts. As for Mary, she wore an unflattering ensemble composed of a T-shirt and pants. They ran at a slow pace for an hour. They also took several breaks to drink some water and catch their breath. Brad resumed running after almost three weeks of rest. His respiration was not bad however his muscles hurt. Doing nothing for a long time took a toll on them. Both Eleanor and Mary were active women but they never played sports so even though they were in great shape they weren’t used to running, so it was harder on them. The whole time they were running, Brad stayed behind Mary and Eleanor. He told them it was to keep watch but he just spent the time ogling his grandmother’s fantastic ass. Mary and Eleanor both knew what he was doing but neither of them said anything. Eleanor was proud and flattered a young and handsome man was checking her out. As for Mary, she was furious but she couldn’t say anything because she was pissed that Brad wasn’t staring at her ass. During her jog she had time to think. Well idiot, he can’t see your bottom with these stupid pants. They’re too large, she was thinking. For the first time in her life she was considering dressing up for a man. In the afternoon they visited the museum. Both women wore summer dresses. Mary had a knee-length white dress with a closed collar and short shoulder sleeves. She also had ballerina shoes practical for walking. Eleanor had a skin-tight navy blue dress without sleeves, a hem a few inches below her crotch and impressive cleavage. Eleanor had three inches heels because she knew they were going to walk but she still wanted to be sexy. Mary was jealous again because Eleanor was the focus of all of Brad’s attention. They talked a lot, just the two of them. They laughed a lot. And when Mary tried to talk to them about the art Eleanor and Brad seemed bored. She felt like she was a third wheel while the other two looked like they were on a date. That’s why she left before them. After the museum Brad and Eleanor went for a walk in the park. Brad was feeling great walking with a gorgeous babe in the park. He could see all the jealous stares from the guys and it was awesome. Sure he would prefer having his cock sucked by his grandmother in his bedroom but a change of scenery was nice. Besides, he had already been milked four times since that morning. They came home just in time for dinner. Mary had ordered pizzas because she came home not long before and didn’t have time to cook dinner. She gave Brad the brand new iPad she promised. During dinner they chatted about their day and for the first time in weeks Christine wasn’t feeling left out. She knew something was happening between the other three and every time she tried to inquire about it they pushed her out. Before going to bed, Brad fed Mary and Eleanor with his cum one time each. The following day when Brad, Mary and Eleanor went jogging, they all wore something similar to the previous day except Mary. This day she wore a form fitting tank top and skin tight shorts. Brad didn’t know where to look during the run so he stared at their boner-inducing asses in turns. Mary was feeling very good about herself because Brad ogled her ass the most. Brad didn’t know his mother owned clothes like that but he was glad she did because her ass was out of this world. He even had a fleeting thought about spanking it. They planned to visit the aquarium in the afternoon and for the first time in her life Mary wore a sexy dress and high heels. The dress was sky blue and sleeveless. Mary’s breasts and legs were highlighted with the little cleavage and the high hem the dress had. But what really made a difference was that the dress was skin-tight. Her perfect body shape was there for all to see. Mary’s heels were limited to three inches because she already had some difficulty walking in those. Eleanor wore a sluttier dress and higher heels but even with that she couldn’t compete with Mary. As a woman she was jealous of that but as a mother she was proud her daughter was finally dressing to tease men. She was coming out of her shell. The looks men were throwing at Mary disgusted her. She wanted to go home and change. She looked like a prostitute and she was very embarrassed. The only reason she left her house was that Brad told her she was beautiful. That compliment made her walk on clouds until they arrived at the aquarium and the perverts started to stare at her. But each time Brad looked at her with desire and smiled at her she forgot about the others and she was happy again. He was the perfect gentleman all afternoon with his mother and grandmother and they both loved it. Brad was having the time of his life. He didn’t care about the sea life but his mother and grandmother both walked arm in arm with him all afternoon. He could feel their generous tits pressed against him. Later that evening Brad was lying on his bed thinking about his mother’s behavior that day. He had a feeling she dressed sexy just for him. The day before his mother seemed angry and hurt because he spent a lot of time with Nana, but he didn’t realize it at the time and wouldn’t have cared if he did. But because of that she put away her serious persona and was actually fun to hang out with, plus she was dressing so sexy he was walking around with a boner all day. Because she was in some kind of competition with her mother Mary had changed her entire personality, he thought. Maybe he could use it to his advantage. When Mary came in his room to give him his last hand job before bed Brad had rustled up a plan to take things to the next level with his mother. She had barely touched his cock when he yelled in pain. “Stop Mom, it hurts,” he lied to her. “What did I do?” she asked, panicked. “Nothing Mom, it’s just my dick is chafing and it hurts when you touch it with your hands,” he continued the ruse. “What can I do, Baby?” “Nothing Mom, I think the chafing is due to too much masturbation. We’ll skip tonight’s masturbation and see how things are in the morning,” he said to her. He was preparing his offensive, scheduled for the next day. Mary went to bed disappointed she didn’t have her evening snack. Mary woke up Brad at 9 a.m. because she couldn’t wait any longer. She usually waited for Brad to wake up on his own but she was too horny to think. She told herself she did it because she was worried about him. She didn’t give him his bed time hand job so his testicles had to be full by now and the more she was waiting the more he would suffer. She was just being altruistic. Unfortunately for Mary, Brad’s penis was still chafing so she couldn’t give him a hand job. She was worried about him because she knew he had to be in pain by now. Another part of her was let down Brad didn’t feed her any breakfast. Truthfully Brad was fine. After breakfast he received a blow job from Eleanor while Mary was cleaning the house. Mary was trying to busy herself to stop thinking about her son’s co… penis. On the other hand Eleanor was enjoying herself sucking her grandson’s succulent cock. She was bobbing her head furiously over Brad’s shaft but she sensed he was thinking of something else. It was bothering her because he should only be thinking about her right now. “What’s wrong, Darling? Don’t you like what I’m doing?” she asked. “No Nana, you are great. Nothing’s wrong,” he told her. “I can tell something is bothering you. You know if you want me to do something you can ask me. I might say no but I won’t be offended. I swear,” she said to him. “I was just thinking about Mom doing what you are currently doing,” he confessed. “I see. Well good luck with that because I don’t think she will,” she lied. Eleanor noticed her daughter changing lately and she couldn’t be sure anymore that she wouldn’t suck Brad’s cock. However she didn’t want the competition because she noticed the attention Brad focused on Mary the day before and she was jealous. “I figured, but I have to try. I have a plan but I may need your help,” he shared with her. “Is that why Mary told me your cock was chafing and we couldn’t jerk you off anymore?” Mary told her that practically crying this morning. She didn’t understand it but it just meant more for her. “Yeah. I just need you to play along in case she questions you,” he informed her. “Alright,” she agreed reluctantly. She resumed sucking Brad’s dick and this time he was focused on her. She went all out this time and even took his whole cock in her mouth. She finally succeeded in cramming his cock down her throat. The feeling of having something in her throat was unpleasant so she backed down until just Brad’s cock head was in her mouth. She worked on his cock some more before taking him whole once again. It felt less uncomfortable but it still didn’t feel good. For Brad the feeling was amazing. It felt like his entire cock was being milked. The portion of his cock that was in Eleanor’s throat was tighter than anything he had experienced before. It felt so good his cock spurted the first wad of cum down Eleanor’s throat before he knew it. Once three wads went directly into her stomach, Eleanor took his cock out of her throat but still left the tip of his dick in her mouth. She wanted to taste his seed and not waste it by letting it shoot directly into her stomach. She purred happily as she licked her lips once she had swallowed all of Brad’s nut juice. “Thanks Nana,” he told her before he went downstairs to watch some TV. Later Mary, Eleanor and Brad went for their morning run. Eleanor and Mary wore skin tight clothes again and Brad ogled their asses as they ran. He also wanted to stare at their bouncing breasts but he would have to run backward in front of them. He tried to find an excuse to do just that but couldn’t find one. After they came home they all took a shower. Brad was now able to wash himself because he had a soap and shampoo dispenser in his shower so he just had to push a button to have what he needed. Once Mary had finished her shower she went to talk to Brad. She wanted to see if his dick was feeling better so she could masturbate it. She had applied make up on her face and brushed her hair. She put on tight jeans and a white blouse. She let several buttons loose so the top of her breasts were clearly visible. She didn’t want to be rejected again. She knocked on Brad’s door and he told her to come in. He was reading on his tablet computer but stopped to stare at his mom when she entered his room. She was looking so sexy with her slim-fit jeans that molded around her long shapely legs and her tight little ass. However what captured Brad’s attention was Mary’s cleavage. He had never seen her with such a large amount of cleavage on display and he was sitting frozen on his bed ogling her gigantic rack. “I thought we could try to masturbate you again,” she said shyly. It was the first time she was trying to seduce someone and she was ill at ease. She didn’t even realize she was doing it. In her mind she was here to help her son and she dressed sexy just to reduce the chance of him rejecting her. It had nothing to do with the tingles she got in her lady parts when Brad looked at her with desire. Brad’s brain wasn’t working anymore. All of his blood was concentrating in his cock to create the biggest and hardest erection he ever had. That’s why he could only respond with, “O…okay.” Mary climbed on the bed and took off Brad’s pants. He mindlessly helped by raising his butt but his brain was still shut down due to the fact his mother was on all fours in front of him and his view of her knockers couldn’t be any better. His plan was forgotten but luck was on his side. As Mary grabbed her son’s majestic weapon Brad was startled by his mother’s cold hands and he gave her a little yelp of surprise. Usually he wasn’t bothered by his mother’s cold hands because he knew to expect it. But at that moment his cock was so hot that Mary’s hands felt really cold and his brain wasn’t functioning well enough to prepare his body. Mary thought she was hurting him again so she immediately stopped and released his penis. “I’m sorry, Baby,” she apologized. Seeing his mother’s anguish, Brad turned his brain back on. He analyzed the situation and panicked when he realized he almost blew it. “It’s not your fault, Mom,” he said. “But what are we going to do?” she asked desperately. It was her job to make Brad ejaculate and she couldn’t even do that anymore. She felt like a failure. “Don’t worry Mom, it will pass. We’ll try again tonight,” he told her. “But your testicles must be full. You have to be in so much pain,” she cried. It almost made Brad change his mind seeing his mother so upset. “It’s okay, Mom. I’m fine,” he told her with a smile. “It’s sweet of you to say that but I know you are lying,” she said to him lovingly. “No Mom, I’m not lying. I’m fine,” he repeated. “Really?” “Really.” He insisted. “How? You usually have to ejaculate every three to four hours to avoid any pain. It’s been 16 hours since your last ejaculation,” she asked suspiciously. Something was wrong here. “Let’s just say it’s not been 16 hours since my last ejaculation. Okay?” he said vaguely. He knew he couldn’t rush his plan in order to have a shot at convincing his mother. “I don’t understand how it is possible if your penis can’t be stroked. What did you do?” she asked firmly. “Look, Mom, can we just drop the subject? The important thing is that I’m okay,” Brad said, like he was trying to have his mom back out. He knew it was impossible but he had to play the part. “No Brad, I want to know what you did NOW,” she said angrily. “Nana helped me,” he said softly, like he didn’t want to admit it. “How? I thought it hurt too much when we touched your penis with our hands?” Mary was confused. “She… she used her… her... her mouth,” he told her softly and looking away like he was ashamed. “She used her mouth?” she asked, incredulous. Then she changed gears. “That bitch.” It was the first time Brad heard his mother curse like that. “I’m going to kill her,” she said as she jumped off the bed. Brad hadn’t expected that reaction from his mother. “Stop Mom,” he said as he tried to grab her arm. He was too slow but Mary stopped to look at him. “No Bradley. I’m sick of this hussy parading half naked around my house and flaunting her body to you. I tolerated her because I needed her but she went too far,” she said angrily. Mary had failed to realize how hypocritical she was being because she was beginning to dress just like her mother. “At least SHE helped me,” Brad replied. He didn’t know what to do anymore because his plan was falling apart. The only solution was to play on his mother’s guilt. “What’s that supposed to mean? Didn’t I help you every day since you came home? I can’t believe you said that,” she responded, obviously very hurt. “I didn’t mean it like that Mom. It’s just that since yesterday my dick is too raw to masturbate. She found a solution to my problem and you call her a bitch. That’s not fair,” he accused her. “Maybe not, but sucking your penis is not right. It’s dirty and she should not have done it,” she defended herself. “You’re saying my dick is dirty Mom?” “Yes, Honey. It’s what you use to pee and ejaculate. It’s not proper for a woman to put such a thing in her mouth.” She repeated what she was taught in church. “You know Mom, you shouldn’t believe everything you hear at Church. They say sperm is disgusting but you have no problem drinking mine. It’s just preconceived ideas that nobody proved. Did you know that the function of my pre-ejaculate is to clean my urethra of any trace of urine? That way my penis is perfectly clean,” Brad informed her. He had searched the internet for some arguments to use to convince his mother it was safe to suck cock. He was not sure any of it was true, but it served his case. “I didn’t know that,” his mother said. “So Mom, tell me again why Nana shouldn’t have used her mouth to prevent me from suffering excruciating pain when there was no other solution?” he asked her condescendingly. Mary didn’t have anything to say to that. It appeared to be the only solution and Brad had refuted all of her arguments. Normally she would dismiss such a lame argument but lately her ability to think clearly had disappeared. She was horny but she didn’t know how to take the edge off without committing a sin. When she was taking a shower she washed her breasts and vagina thoroughly but she always stopped before an orgasm, for fear of sinning. She was going crazy with lust and her son’s behavior didn’t help. He was becoming more and more assertive with her. With that, his muscular body and his big and magnificent dick he was the perfect image of a perfect man. It sounded misogynistic but it wasn’t. If Brad just had those qualities Mary wouldn’t dream of him at night in romantic settings. But Brad was also smart, kind and fun to hang out with. He wasn’t like those dumb jocks who think they are king of the hill just because they play a sport. He would be a perfect husband for the bitch he would marry someday, she thought. “I’m going to see if Nana can help me,” Brad told his mother before leaving the room. He went to find Eleanor who was reading a book in the back yard. The Parkers had a big yard with a pool and a little garden. Together they went upstairs to her room where Brad explained what had happened with his mother. At first she was mad at him for telling his mother about what she was doing to him but he managed to convince Mary blow jobs were alright. She thought it was brilliant but she didn’t like it. How could she compete with Mary’s perfect body? Eleanor thought she still looked good but compared to Mary she looked like a fat lump. Maybe Mary would resist Brad but she didn’t believe it. He was too handsome and sexy for Mary to hold out much longer. Soon Mary would succumb to Brad’s charm and Brad would completely forget about Eleanor. She hid her feelings from Brad because it just would make her look pathetic. Once again Brad experienced a fantastic blow job while Mary watched Eleanor’s door and listened to Brad’s moaning. It was her turn to play with Brad and just because she was too afraid to suck his dick it was Eleanor who had the pleasure of doing it. As time passed Mary’s jealousy grew more and more. The reasons not to suck Brad’s penis seemed more and more ridiculous as Mary waited outside Eleanor’s room. For crying out loud she was already drinking his cum several times a day and his penis didn’t look disgusting at all so why couldn’t she put it in her mouth? Because I’m too stupid, she thought. Maybe penises in general are disgusting but Brad’s was different. His dick smelled good, was beautiful and gave the most amazing treat after a little effort. She decided then that she would not miss another turn for beliefs that didn’t apply to Brad. He was special. That’s why hours later Mary stopped Brad when he went to Eleanor for a blow job. “I’m going to suck your dick, Baby,” she said to him. It worked. Brad didn’t believe it but it worked. He had held out hope that his plan might still work, but he thought it had failed miserably and was just thankful he had managed to convince his mother that it was okay for Eleanor to suck his cock, if not her. They both went to his room where he took his pants off very quickly. Mary wanted him to sit but he said he was fine standing up. He really liked looking down while Eleanor was sucking him so he thought it would be even hotter to watch his mom instead of his grandma. Mary was staring at his erection but she didn’t know what to do. She had heard about it of course, but she had never actually seen a blow job performed. “What do I do now?” she asked, unsure of herself. Brad thought for a moment. On one hand he could simply tell her how to give a blow job, but on the other he could train her like his perverted self wanted. “First you have to kiss my cock to show it respect,” he told her because he really liked when his Nana did that. “Bradley, don’t use the C word. And I don’t think I have to show ‘respect’ to your penis,” she said angrily. “Look Mom, do you want to do it like I like or not? I can go find Nana if you want. She does things my way. And as for the C word, I’m sorry but the words penis and dick are kind of a turn off for me. So do you want to please me or do I have to go see Nana?” he asked her. He knew there was jealousy between the two of them. He would have had to have been blind to not see it. So he used it against his mother. “Alright, Baby,” she said reluctantly. Then she went to kiss his penis but he stopped her. “Stop, Mom. First you have to ask for permission,” he told her brazenly. He didn’t know why but he wanted to continue to push his mother as far as he could. Well, he knew why. It excited the hell out of him to see his mother so submissive. “What?” she asked incredibly. “You have to say ‘Please Brad, can I suck your cock?’” he said. “No way am I doing that, Bradley,” she said back. “Alright, I’m going to see Nana. At least she does everything that pleases me,” he lied, barely. If there was one thing Mary didn’t want more than doing that it was to lose to her mother. “Please Brad, can I suck your c…co…cock?” she said shamefully. “You may, Mom,” he responded. Her face was red with shame as she bent down and planted a big kiss on Brad’s cock. She was ashamed of doing it but also ashamed of enjoying it. “Now Mom, you lick my shaft from my balls to the head. Use lots of saliva,” he instructed her. And she did just that. She was licking his cock like she was licking ice cream. “Now you suck and lick my balls to warm up my little soldiers,” he continued. She obeyed once again and she realized her sex was leaking so much her panties were already drenched. Brad was enjoying the sensation of his mother’s mouth on his nuts and Mary really liked to play with them. “Now it’s time to put my cock in your mouth. I want you to swallow my cock until you gag,” he ordered his mother. Mary took five inches of her son’s cock before gagging and backing off. “Good. Remember how much you can take without gagging. Another time I’ll teach you to take it all but for now we’ll take it easy,” he said. “Bring me back into your mouth and use your tongue to stimulate my cock.” Like a good puppy she took his cock back into her mouth. This time she could enjoy it fully. It was uncomfortable to have something this big in her mouth but the smell and the taste of Brad’s pre-ejaculate made things exciting. She used her tongue to caress his cock head and when she heard him moan she was so happy. His cock didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore it just filled her mouth perfectly. “Now bob your head, Mom. But keep using your tongue,” he told her. Mary began to bob her head and she put her right hand on Brad’s cock to stabilize herself. “Ouch Mom, don’t use your hand. It hurts,” he lied. He wanted to experience a blow job without her hand and didn’t want to expose the fact his cock was fine. Mary placed her hands on the ground and continued to suck her son’s cock. The problem was she was sucking in a monotonous manner. She was bobbing her head and licking his cock in the same way for a long time. “Mom, it’s good to change your rhythm. It’s kind of boring if you always do the same thing. Be creative,” he told her. She wasn’t doing a good job and she didn’t like it. She had to be better than her experienced mother. With all the cocks her mother had to have sucked during her life she should be a pro by now. Compared to her Brad had to think she was useless. She was on fire now and she wanted to prove to her son she could compete with her mother. She took her mouth off his cock and played a little with his balls. Then she put only his cock head in her mouth and sucked it furiously like it was a lollipop. His moans told her he appreciated that but she had to vary her actions. She took more of his cock in her mouth very slowly and her tongue played gently with his cock. Once she had five inches in her mouth she started to bob on his cock very slowly but gradually increasing the pace. Her rhythm varied and she tried all the movements she could think of with her tongue. A few minutes later she was rewarded for her work. “Mom, I’m going to cum. Prepare yourself to drink it. It’s a big one,” he said loudly. Brad’s dick was growing larger in her mouth and suddenly his cock exploded. She already knew he came a lot but the force of the first wad surprised her. She tried to swallow it quickly but the next one was already filling her mouth. She couldn’t keep up with the flow of Brad’s cum and a large part of it was leaking from her mouth. It was running down her face until it dropped onto the floor. For her part Mary couldn’t believe how much better his cum was when she drank it from the source. It was hotter than what she was used to and it enhanced the flavor. If only he could shoot slower so that she could savor each wad and not be rushed to swallow. “Stop swallowing, Mom,” he told her when he felt like he didn’t have much more cum to give her. Mary mindlessly obeyed. She let the cum fill her mouth and only swallowed a little when her mouth was about to overflow. Once he had finished cumming, Brad slowly removed his cock from his mother’s mouth and as he did Mary closed her lips tightly around the rod to clean it. “God Mom, you look so hot with my jizm smeared on your chin. Open your mouth and show me my cum,” he instructed her. She opened her mouth to show him the cum in her mouth. “Play with it with your tongue. Wash your teeth with it,” he told her eagerly. She stirred his cum in her mouth with her tongue and then she licked her teeth with her cum-coated tongue. Brad found it so nasty. He loved it. “You can swallow now,” he said finally. She did just that and without thinking she gathered the cum on her chin with a finger and licked it. She did that until nothing was left on her chin. She purred with satisfaction and her stomach felt full, like at the end of a nice dinner. Then she saw the cum spread on the cushion and without thinking she stepped out of the cushion, took it and licked the cum smeared on it with her tongue. She also sucked the cum with her lips to really clean it deeply. She was in a trance and didn’t realize what she was doing. She was too hungry for Brad’s cum to waste it on the cushion. Her mind told her it was a sin if the cum wasn’t in her stomach and she had to fix that problem no matter what. She only came to her senses when she searched for more traces of cum for her to lick. There wasn’t any and all of a sudden she realized what she had done. She acted like a cum loving hussy and shame washed over her. “God Mom, that was so hot. You’re the best. I love you,” Brad told her when she had finally stopped licking the floor. He already knew what he was going to say at the end of the blow job before it even started. Eleanor told him his mother would be ashamed and feeling guilty after she gave him a blow job, if that ever happened. If he wanted her to feel better he had to say something nice at the end and show her how much he cared. That’s why he said he loved her. It wasn’t a lie but his instinct wouldn’t have been to say that to her at that moment. Brad had to thank his grandmother because as soon as Mary heard those words the feeling of shame disappeared. As long as Brad loved her nothing could be wrong. Of course later when she would think about what happened, the feeling would return once again, but she would also feel excited because Brad liked what she did. Twenty seconds after Mary left Brad’s room, Christine barged in. “We need to talk,” she told him.

Mom gave me anything I wanted part 1 I was a spoiled kid, mom gave me just about anything I wanted. I was 13 when her and dad divorced, with dad out of the picture mom really had no one to stop her spoiling me. After moms divorce mom had a string of boyfriends, most stayed 3 or 4 months and realized that even thought mom would fuck and suck at the slightest request that putting up with a undisciplined teenage boy wasn't worth it. Mom asked me what I wanted for my 18th birthday, I answered “Well Mom I'm still a virgin and would like that to change” Mom didn't seem to taken back by my request she just replied “You want me to hire you a prostitute for your birthday?” “No, I was hoping you would like to do something about my birthday present yourself” Raising her voice slightly she replied “ You want me to have sex with you?” I backed peddled slightly “How about you let me see you naked” pushing my luck “Maybe you could do a strip tease for me” Thinking to myself “Lets see where that leads” “Please Mom, please” I pleated “I would be the best birthday present” “ OK , but you don't tell any of your friends, Promise?” “It will just be between you and me, I promise” going on I asked “Can I see you tonight?” “Saturday night, that's your birthday” she replied. The following Saturday night after she had washed the supper dishes she said, “I'm going to take a shower after my shower what would you like me to wear for your birthday present?” I thought a min and said “Your see thru blouse, and your really tight black spandex skirt, underneath what you would wear for any of your ex-boyfriends, and of coarse high heels” Mom came into the living room 40 minutes later dressed as I had requested. I knew that wine was a good road to getting her to relax, I handed her a glass of wine from a bottle I had opened while she was taking a shower. “Sit and relax a bit, let me look at you” I said with a big smile on my face. Before sitting down mom stood before me and slowly turned around, the skin tight skirt accented her beautifully shaped ass. As she turned towards me I could see that she had on a bra that accented her 34C bust that looked much bigger because of her really small waist. She slowly sat down and crossed her legs taking a rather large drink of wine as she did. She sat there drinking wine as I told her how good she looked. She was more than haft way thru her second glass when she smiled at me and said “When you want to see more we can go into my room” Realizing the wine was starting to work I stood up and put out my hand. She took my hand as she stood up and I guided her into her bedroom. Once there I stood in front of her and kissed her on the lips, It was a lingering kiss but not a French Kiss. As we broke off the kiss I stepped back and asked “Can I undress you? I knew from my spying that she loved to be undressed by a man. She smiled and said “Of coarse if you want” I leaned in and gave her a little kiss on her lips as I undid the top button of her blouse. I straighten back up and slowly undid the rest of the buttons. Crouching down I hooked my thumbs on ether side of her spandex skirt band and pulled it down. She let it drop to the floor and she stepped out of it. I walked behind her and kissed her neck as I removed her blouse, still kissing her neck I undid her bra. I put my fingers under her bra on each side and slowly moved my hands forward around her, she moved her head to the side and pushed back against me. I slid both my hands forward and cupped her silky soft breast in each of my hands. Her nipples became instantly hard in my palms, for about the the next 10 minutes I played with her tits, kissed her neck and told her how beautiful she was. While still holding her left breast in my left hand I ran my right hand down her body reached between her legs and cupped her vagina thru her panties in my palm. She spread her legs a little giving my hand room to massaged it. I stop kissing her neck long enough to say “Your pussy feels so good in my hand” I went back to kissing her neck for a minute or so and then asked “Will you please be my first?” Before she could answer I pulled her panties down and resumed massaging her pussy and kissing her neck. Realizing that her pussy was shaven clean. She pulled away from me, turned around, kissed me on my lips and said “Oh hell, why not, just don't tell anyone” She moved backwards and got on the bed, laying on her back with her legs partly spread. I quickly undressed and crawled on the bed and got between her legs. She reached over and open a drawer on the night stand and took out a tube of KY lubricant and put some on her hand she sat up and reached between my legs and started to stroke me. She smiled at me and said “With older woman it's a good idea to use some lubricant” She laid back down and spread her legs giving me a up close view of the pussy I so badly wanted to fuck. She must of read my thoughts because the next thing she said was “If you want it take it before I change my mind” I moved my whole body forward expecting to my penis slid into her waiting pussy but it slid against her pussy and then up towards her stomach. She reached down between us taking hold of my penis and moving it down and inserting my very hard and stiff penis into her opening. She removed her hand and I moved forward sliding completely into my mother. The feeling was incredible as I pushed in and lowered my body down on top of hers, crushing her tits against my chest. I wasn't sure what to next, when she started moving her hips sliding her vagina up and down. I quickly got the idea and started moving my body fucking my sexy mother. I was lost in the incredible feeling when I heard her say “Oh my god, you fit me so nice” All of a sudden I plunged into her I exploded shooting three times before I could pull back and take another stroke. The next four strokes ended in me shooting cum into her pussy with each stroke. My whole body went limp, she reach down with both hands and grab the cheeks of my ass and held me so I couldn’t pull out. She said “I want you to stay in me” I moved my upper body to my right and laid on the bed with my right arm under me and my lower body still between her legs. With my left hand I reached over and started playing with her tits and her hard nipples. She said “I like that” I replied “I like feeling your tits and playing with your nipples” I felt a strange but nice feeling in my penis, she was doing something with her pussy to tease me. I could feel myself getting hard again, I propped myself up on my arms over her, and kissed her, I bent my body so I could suck on her nipples, She started moving her hips up and down on my very hard penis, I started fucking her slowly but with strong deliberate strokes. Her eyes were closed and there was a big smile on her face I continued to fuck her faster and faster I was pounded her pussy, then all of a sudden she exploded under me. She yelled “Oh God, take me, fuck me I belong to you” with that I climaxed shooting what felt like gallons of sperm into her pussy. My hard penis shooting with each deep stroke as her body convulsed under me. I don't know how long it lasted but suddenly her whole body went limp she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down against her all the time saying she loved me. I had gone soft and I could feel my penis sliding out of her wonderful pussy. I rolled off my mother and laid on my back next to her. I spoke first “Oh mom that was such a great birthday present” “It was meant to be special “ she replied, she went on “It was special for me too, lets take a shower and clean up” I want to take a shower with you” I said haft asking and haft demanding. She smiled as she got out of bed and said “ Give me 10 minutes to get started and come and join me” I waited precisely 10 minutes and joined her in the shower, her back was to me as I stepped in, I soaped my hands and reached around her with a hand on each side and cupped her breasts feeling her up exciting her nipples. Once I felt she was fully aroused I slid my right hand down and rubbed her pussy, only slightly parting her lips. After only a short time she turned around and reached down and started stroking my penis. She smiled at me and said “ You haven't had enough yet, I see, it's obvious that the roomers about young men being insatiable are true. Lets dry off and go back to bed.”. With a big smile she added “ You can have as much of me as you want” Five minutes later I was in bed between her legs fucking her like a whore. It didn't take me long to cum and fall asleep next to her. I awoke about 6:00 AM mom was still asleep laying on her back, I put my mouth next to her ear a whispered “Spread your legs” She spread her legs but stayed asleep, I put a thick coating of KY jelly on my penis and climbed between her legs and slowly inserted my very hard penis in her pussy. I fucked her very slowly enjoying the feeling in my morning wood, she started moving her hips meeting my thrusts but still seem to be asleep. I sped up a little and she started to wake. A smile spread across her face but her eyes remained closed, she softly said, “Oh baby fuck your mommy” a few minutes later my morning wood fired three or four large shots of cum deep in her pussy. As I laid next to her she whispered into my ear “That was nice” and she fell back to sleep. That night she made it plain to me that I was to sleep in my own bed unless I was invited to sleep with her. In the next 6 weeks we didn't have sex again, but mom didn't seem to mind if in passing I grabbed her ass or coped a feel of her tits. I started fucking my girlfriend regularly and manage to visit 2 other pussies when my girlfriend was out of town. Mom met a new guy Don, only 2 years younger than her but he looked 30 or 32. I was polite to Don but there was something I just couldn't put my finger on that made me dislike him. About 3 weeks into their relationship I noticed small mark on moms face near her lip. When I asked her about it she looked in a mirror at it and said she had no idea what caused it. A few times I heard what sounded like mom getting fucked hard in her room, and 3 times I managed to spy on them fucking on the living room couch late at night. One night I shuck downstairs to spy on mom as I’ve done in the past, she and her boyfriends would think I was asleep upstairs and have sex on the couch in the living room. I could stand in the shadows in the hall and watch them with out being seen. This particular night mom was nude kneeling on the floor in front a a nude Don giving him a blow job, as he fucked her mouth he said to her “suck harder , Bitch” she stopped and looked up at him, but it was too late, he came all over her face and tits but manage to say to him “Don't call me a Bitch”. Without hesitation he slapped her and said I'll call you anything I want. She fell to the side from the swap, he reach down and grabbed her hair just as I came up behind him and hit him on the side of the head, in a second I was on top of him beating his face. I'm only 5' 8” 130 pounds but I was extremely strong, and I was petty sure I could kick Dons' ass. Mom pulled me off him, as he and I stood up, I gave him a hard jab in the stomach. He folded up like a book, at which point I hit him in the face , he backed away from me, grab his clothes and ran towards the door. Has he ran out the door , shouted after him “If you ever come near my mom again I'll beat you incongruous“. I looked over at mom and in a loud voice told her to stand there. “Did Don fuck you tonight” I asked,. “No“ she replied, “Are you telling me the truth?”I demanded. She looked at me and said in a small voice “Not tonight”. I sat on the couch and told her to sit on my lap with her legs on the couch, I held her around the waist and said “No more abusive boyfriends , due you understand that, due you understand that ?” I repeated. She leaned against me and said“Yes Honey” I moved my hand up and cupped her breast in my hand and started to massage it rolling her nipple in my fingers. “From now on you bring your date to meet me before you go out with him, understand?” “Yes baby, I understand” I moved my hand to her other tit and felt her up, her nipple getting hard in my fingers. With her sitting on my lap her nipples were even with my mouth, leaned forward as I did she turned towards me and leaned into me my mouth finding her tit and nipple. My lips surround her nipple and I sucked hard., her nipple getting even harder between my lips. As I sucked and felt her up she pushed her upper body into me pushing her tit into my mouth as far as it would go. Oh god her nipple felt so good between my lips, her soft but firm tit in my hand, I was so turned on and hard as a rock. My sucking and squeezing her tits, first one then the other, then back to the first only to do it all over again. I did this for a good 15 minutes until she took my head in both hands and pulled her chest away from my face and said “I have a idea” She turned and slid off my lap into a standing position, then reached out for me to take her hand, as I stood up she said “I love what you’re doing. I love you feeling my tits and sucking on my nipples” She led me out of the living room and into her bedroom. As she got into bed she instructed me to undress and get into bed and lay on my side facing her. I did as instructed finding that her bust was almost even with my face. I moved down just a little and then realizing my mouth was like in the middle between her tits I reached for the pillow above my head and pulled it down under my head. At this point she was laying on her right side facing me, I on my left side, my left arm under the pillow above my head, my mouth perfectly alined with her left nipple. I didn't need instructions as to what to do next, I reached behind her back with my free hand and pulled us together, her nipple sliding between my lips. I started to suck feeling her nipple grow hard, she put her left leg over me, I sucked harder moving my hand down and garbing her beautiful ass. I kept sucking and kneading her ass cheek every now and then reaching down and just lightly brushing her pussy, ever so lightly. Her breathing became louder and her pussy became wetter, but I kept on sucking her nipple, rubbing her ass, and teasing her pussy. She softly moaned after about 15 minutes she whispered “You can have anything you want, just take it” “Not yet I want to suck on your nipple more” After another 10 minutes, she said “I want you in me” I didn't reply just kept sucking and teasing her, “Oh baby please put it in me” I stopped sucking and said I would like you to talk dirty to me, like you do with you boyfriends” I went back to sucking on her nipple. “Oh baby, fuck me” I kept sucking “ Fuck me, fuck me, get on top of me and fuck my pussy” I kept sucking “Baby, please fuck mommy, fuck mommy like a whore, pound mommies pussy fuck me, baby fuck me. With that I couldn’t hold out any longer. I pusher her on her back, as I climbed on top of her she spread her legs I got between then and because I couldn't resist teasing her one last time, I sat up, with my dick against her, her vagina just barely spread the head of my dick just barely in. She slid down trying to force me in deeper, as she did she said “Oh baby, fuck me, fuck me, I want all of you inside me” With that I lowered myself down , sliding all the way into her pussy. I had only fucked her 6 or 7 strokes when she shouted “YES, FUCK YES” and she exploded under me, I fucked her harder and faster and with each stroke she seemed to cum again. After about 4 or 5 strokes she calmed down and lay-ed still I stopped moving but she said “Keep fucking me until you cum, it feels so good.” A couple of minuets later I came, shooting what felt like a gallon of cum deep into her pussy. She relaxed under me, I started to get up but she wrapped her arms around me pulling me back down on top of her. We fell asleep like that. When I awoke I was laying on my back next to her, I turned my head to see the clock on the nightstand, to my shock it said 7:10 AM. I jumped out of bed, doing so woke her I said to her “It's Friday I have a math test today at school, if I miss it I'm screwed” I got dressed and managed to make it to school only 10 minuets late. I did well on the math test in spite of only getting 3 hours sleep, after school I went to my job, about 5:00 PM the foreman asked me to work past my 6:00 pm usual going home time. I knew better than to say no, I called mom and told her I had to work late. I got home a little after 8:00 PM, I was beat. Mom reheated dinner while I took a shower, when got out of the shower dinner was ready, as she server me dinner she asked how I would like her to dress for dinner. I said “Wearing nothing, would please me” She left and came back a few minutes s later wearing just a pair of red stilettos. All thru dinner I couldn't take my eyes off her beautiful perky tits, and all I could think about was sucking on her nipples. After dinner I went and sat on the couch in the living room a few minutes later mom joined me sitting on my lap. With her sitting on my lap her nipples were even with my mouth, leaned forward as I did the first time. She turned towards me and leaned into me, my mouth finding her tit and nipple. My lips surround her nipple and I sucked hard., her nipple getting even harder between my lips. As I sucked and felt her up she pushed her upper body into me pushing her tit into my mouth as far as it would go. She took my head in both hands and pulled her chest away from my face and said “I have a idea” She turned and slid off my lap into a standing position, She said “I love what you’re doing but I know your tired, she then lowered herself and then pushing my legs apart as she knelt down between them, taking hold my dick and guiding it into her mouth. Her lips sliding slowly down my shaft and just as slow up again, my god it felt so good, over and over again her lips up and down my shaft all the time sucking on me rubbing her tongue over the head of my dick. “Mom, I'm about to cum” I managed to say, followed by “I don't know if I want to cum in your mouth or your pussy” She stopped for a second looked up at me and said “Cum in mommies mouth now, you can cum in my pussy later” She put my dick back in her mouth and by the time her lips were halfway down my shaft I exploded into her mouth she kept sucking and I shot 3 more times into her mouth. She sat on the floor, still between my legs holding my now soft dick, she looked up at me and said “I just did what I wanted and hoped you liked it, from now on if your tired I will give you a blow job or if you want you can have a Quickie” “What is a Quickie ?” I asked “You are young” She went on “If you say you want a Quickie I will go into the bedroom and lay on my back nude with my legs spread. Then you come into the bedroom undress put some lube on you penis and clime between my legs. There is no need for foreplay or anything, just put your dick in my pussy and fuck me until you cum there is no need on your part to worry if I cum or not, I'm there for you and you alone. It's also called being taken, and I love to be taken” The idea intrigued me, fucking my mom like a whore and her liking it. “Mom, come to bed with me, I want to go to sleep sucking on your nipples” She smiled at me and followed me into my bedroom. We laid in the bed facing each other as we had before the pillow under my head, her left nipple between my lips. I remember starting to suck on her nipple but nothing else. I awoke alone in my bed about 1:00 AM having to go to the bathroom. I went back to bed and the next thing I knew it was 7:30 AM and mom was calling me for breakfast. I dressed and went into the kitchen for breakfast, mom was in a robe, I couldn’t tell if she had anything on under it or not. “We have to talk” she continued “This is moving to fast, I not a good idea that we become lovers, at least not full time lovers, besides you have a girlfriend a damn sexy one at that. I interrupted “But she is not my girlfriend, not even a friend with benefits. “Then what is she ?” Mom demanded “If you really must know “Just a piece of ass, and she likes it that way,”I continued “I'm not the only one fucking her, she has told me so, and she has called herself a piece of ass. Mom you have to the end of the week to make up your mind if you want to give up the looses and users you date and let me love and make love to you the way you should be loved. If you choose to be my woman I will make you the only woman in my life.” Nothing more was said for the rest of the week. Friday I got out of my after school job at the usual time and was home by 6:15 PM, as I entered the house I called to mom telling her I was home and going to take a shower. Her reply was only “OK honey” I finished my shower and was drying off when I noticed an envelop on the floor, it had the appearance of it had been slid underneath the bathroom door. I picked up the envelop and open it, inside it was a note in my mother handwriting, it read “If you would like a Quickie, you will find me in my room waiting for you, signed Mom.” I dropped my towel and went to Mom's room. The foot of her bed faces her bedroom door, so when I entered her room there she was, naked, laying on her back, her legs spread, giving me a clear view of her beautiful shaved pussy. Her head was on her pillow a smile on her face a tube of KY jelly in her hand. I took the KY from her, squeezed some into my hand and coated my penis thoroughly with it. She took the KY from me as I climbed between her legs and moved up so my dicks' head as against her pussy. I guided my dick with my hand as I slid into her. Once part way in I let go and leaned forward laying on top of her as I slid into her pussy as far as I could go. I started fucking her hard and fast pulling back so just the head of my dick was in her, then plunging all the way in so that my balls slapped against her ass. I raised myself up on arms freeing her tits to bounce with each thrust. She was moving her hips meeting each of my thrusts, a huge smile on her face. Neither of us said a word. I fucked her like that for a good 10 minuets before my dick exploded in her I kept pumping my cum into her, so much so that it was starting to leak out even as I kept pumping it into her. I don't know how many times I shot into her maybe 5 or 6 but it definitely was one if not the best climaxes I've ever had. I rolled off of mom on to my back, almost out of breath, she was the first to speak “Was I a good piece of ass?” “The best” I answered “You can have another piece, or for that matter as many pieces as you want' She offered. “Cum in me as many times as you want, I want to be your lover, your whore, you personal piece of ass, anything you desire, my pussy and tits are yours, I'll just keep them warm for you” She giggled Over the next 5 hours I fucked her 4 more times just like the first time, of coarse I managed to last longer each time, so much so that the third time she managed to climax with me. It's a good thing I don't have to work on Saturday, because it was Noon when we woke up laying on our backs next to each other in mom's bed. Mom spoke first “We need to shower, and get something to eat” She went on ”Let me shower first, then while you showering I'll make us breakfast” “Mom” I said “Was last night OK? It seemed that I got more out of it than you, I mean I came 5 times you only came once' “Oh honey” She started “First off, I love just having you in me, second I love being taken. being used by you is such a turn on. I meant it when I asked if I was a good piece of ass, last night I wanted to be you personal piece of ass so you could use me anyway you wanted. I want you to know that I belong to you and I here for you and want to do or be anything you ask” That evening we settled into moms bed, facing each other I slid down and got in my position to take her nipple into my mouth, I had only sucked on her nipple for a few minutes when I realized mom had fallen asleep. I kept sucking gently and fell asleep myself. The next day we had a good laugh about it, but it was clear to both of us that wild sex everyday and life in general was taking its toll on us. We decided to have sex every other day but always on Friday. We didn’t keep to the every other day timing but it still worked out to 3 or 4 times a week.

I love being a mom and I would do anything for my kids. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can stay home and take care of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alien attack. He is a good boy, tall and thin but filling out nicely. He has good manners and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old fashion man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and round and they are thin and tall. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easy to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world. Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn’t expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way? He hadn’t noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open. I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son’s sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to head toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his hard cock. I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean clothes and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the slit and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn’t believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn’t realized I had put my own hand inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner. I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said, “hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon.” Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the hamper. I couldn’t believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny automatic trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make noise masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every hole (and I still can’t believe that was an image in my head.) I was sure I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined cream stuck to my pussy. I didn’t want to take them off. So I didn’t. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for sure without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. It wasn’t long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my panties he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it. He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stay busy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking bent to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn’t say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing look in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said “well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don’t want to be a distraction.” and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting. I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too good and too normal, mother - son. I needed to know what he was doing and snuck off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the second time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a piece of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my strength to not run in and jump on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock head swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home. The evening seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again. After dinner everyone went their separate way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door open on purpose. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty. Again, I dried slowly and applied lotion seeing him behind me in my small make up mirror. He again had my panties in his hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our scents from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined flavors was extremely exciting for me. To have one of my most favorite people in the world excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn’t want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire time I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to enter my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the door open more than a crack and I was able to stand across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second time today. I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked panties were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my thick pussy lips and my mind on seeing Brian. Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to clean up in the bathroom and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to take him in my mouth. In the morning the girls were up early and watching TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the covers rubbing my swollen clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer camp but was saying he didn’t feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a great day. After he left I couldn’t finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another pair of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and knew he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little panty cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this time planning to make sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to look like his cum slut now. I went to his room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a glass of orange juice. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As much as I could I would bend and flash making sure he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my cover up like a couple of runaway kittens. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn’t really cover everything up. I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shell in the garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his hands went on my boobs. He searched them and felt the hard nipples, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said "more please" and thankfully he did it more. I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those panties. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those panties on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after stream of cum up the crack and halfway up my back. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina flood those panties more. Everything happened so fast the egg wasn’t even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the first time. It was as hard as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and knees and looked behind at him and said please. He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slid all the way, in one very deep stroke. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his name, begging him to fuck me harder and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don’t know how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my face to the floor and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging. Brian fucked me good that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .

He decided after seeing me in the pool, the time had come to see how much more he could get me to reveal. I was so willing that he spent this morning with his cock buried deep in my now very tender pussy. I have never been fucked as he fucked me in my life. I didn’t know it could be so exciting. I am not sure where he learned how to do it but he was masterful and confident every step of the way. I met Brian’s father when he was Brian’s age and except for a few mistakes had only ever been intimate with him. I was always a bit shy when I was younger and never realized it was possible for a much better sexual existence until this morning. As I floated in the pool hoping Brian would return from his friend Joey’s soon, I could still feel and see his cum draining from my pussy. My smooth pussy lips were red and swollen and even the mild lapping of the water as I floated charged my swollen clit (I never seen it protrude so much or for so long, even when I rubbed it through a long slow solo session.) I definitely would let him fuck me again right now, but I am sure it would be a bit painful. Brian somehow discovered I liked having my ass spanked as he fucked me from behind. The sting of his hand along with the pressing of his cock against my cervix was a stimulation I never felt before and it caused me to become very docile and needy, almost I would say addicted. I knew I was now a women captive by my son’s look, touch and command and I felt very comfortable knowing all had changed the instant he slid deep into my womb. It was as if his cock penetrated my heart and stole who I was and turned me into a craven slut. Before he left he told me to remain naked for him and I knew not to question it. Now as I laid floating in the pool I wondered how I could ever be wife and mom again. I used to think my life was perfect, but it just got so much better. I think I dozed off floating, because the next thing I knew water was running over my hard nipples cooling them and exciting them at the same time. Opening my eyes I saw Brain standing next to me, running his hand through the water and back over my chest. He seem to enjoy my big nipples and sagging boobs, as they became his new play things. He slid the float over near the pool steps. Climbing up a few steps his hard wet cock pointed straight up. I reached to touch it but he just said, “no hands.” I leaned closer and took him in my mouth. I was amazed how hard his cock could get and when I remember he squirted into my pussy three times this morning, it seemed even more unreal. It was difficult to work my mouth up and down from the float so I jumped off without letting him fall from my lips. I could already taste his cum along with urine even over the taste of chlorine. The raw taste of him was causing me to work anxiously forming my mouth into a wet puffy receptacle for him to fuck. I hadn’t given very many blowjobs in my life, mostly to my husband when I couldn’t be bothered undressing. (I could usually get him to ejaculate quickly, letting him cum on my face. When I wanted to have kids it was ok to get his mess up inside me, but lately it was just easier to finish him off quickly and take my time with myself later.) With Brain’s hard cock pressing deep inside my mouth, this was a very different experience. He sat on the side of the pool and grabbed my head forcing me further onto his cock, I could feel it pressing into my throat. I was gagging up saliva and trying to breathe through my nose hoping he wouldn’t cum this way, but also wanting him to cum so he would be pleased with my oral skills. I wanted it to be a much different experience from the one he watch me perform on his father last night. In fact, I wanted to please him in every way. I never had cum in my mouth before other than a small taste and I was a little worried with all he shoots I would drown in it. Since he returned we didn’t really talk, but he seemed to be enjoying using my mouth and throat like a cunt. I think if anyone else would have used me like this I would be screaming rape. But with my baby boy this is exactly where I wanted to be. I began to feel his head swell deep in my throat and knew he was going to start squirting. Instantly he pulled my head from his cock and began to shot his cum all over my face. He grabbed his cock and stroked it at me and I stood there eyes and mouth open. I am not sure how many times he shot but I stayed close enough to be sure they all hit me on or near me face. He shot so hard it almost hurt but I was so proud I was able to make him cum with my mouth. He spun me around and pushed me up against the side of the pool. He lifted me and pulled me back onto his cock. I didn’t know if my pussy was wet from excitement or his earlier soaking (surely both) but he slid me onto him in one long pull and was fucking me hard and fast. I was screaming and moaning instantly and grabbed my own boobs holding them tight. He pounded into me almost pushing me out of the water and then pulling me back, slamming me down until my ass cheeks were pressed against his pubic hairs, then out of the water again. I was no light weight and he was throwing me around like a doll, like his fuck doll (a thought that still makes me feel special.) He fucked me this way for a long time, I built up to an orgasm feeling my juices shoot out at him, and my orgasm never seem to stop. I was just screaming and cumming and I even think I might have went unconscious a few times. His orgasm came and he swelled up inside me, I could feel his steal cock expand and shoot and each time it did I seem to release a little too. I enjoyed the feeling of his expanding and contacting cock, it made my vagina walls squeeze and release along with it. I don’t know when he stopped because I did seem to be out of it for a while. When I was able to comprehend, I discovered I was laying on the side of the pool with the family dog’s snout pressed into my ass crack trying to lick his way inside. Fortunately my big ass kept him away and he went off looking for other things to explore. I looked for Brain but he was nowhere around. Glancing at the clock I realized I only had 10 minutes to pick up the girls from camp. I wasn’t moving too quickly as the day’s events left me tender in my most tender parts. I grabbed a bra and a cover-up and jumped in the car. As I drove I realized I could smell chlorine, cum and urine and was hoping others would notice only the chlorine. When I arrived at their pick-up Corrine asked if I could give their friend Ryan a ride home. I was not in shape to be driving around but they really didn’t give me a choice. For some reason they stuck Ryan in the front with me why the two of them ignored us in the back. Ryan, kept looking at my legs, my boobs as well as staring at my face. He made me feel self-conscious as if I had something on my face. I tried to remember if I washed Brian’s cum off, I didn’t want to be obvious and look in the mirror, the boy would know for sure something was amiss. I decided just to ignore him. I had the feeling he was take a video with his phone pointing it at me. I really didn’t need some horny teen showing me around to his friends in my pool cover-up, cum soaked pussy and harden cum on my face. (But in a way it was flattering too.) I was glad when we dropped him off and I was back home ready to jump in the shower. Out of habit I turned to look for Brian peeking but I guess he wouldn’t need to be peeking anymore. When I washed off and dried I returned to the bed room to dress. I saw the cover up on the hamper, soaked with cum. I could only imagine there was a big wet spot in the seat of the car. I made a mental note to get out there in the morning and wash it up. Once dressed I headed out to make dinner. I couldn’t help but walk tenderly. When he got home from work my husband wondered if I hurt myself. Standing behind him Brian was grinning ear to ear. After dinner and the dishes I drifted off to my bedroom. I was really exhausted after all that happened today. But I was very satisfied as well. I felt more like a woman after Brian’s use of me today than almost any other time in my life. (Delivering my babies the obvious exception.) I never realized how exciting it could be to be a wanton sexual slut, but it really made me feel special. I changed into my night shirt and had to change panties as Brian was still leaking out of me. Earlier, after my shower I put on fresh panties but there was no way to tell that now. I decided to slip into Brian’s room and place them under his pillow, writing on them with sharpie, “thank you!” I must have dozed off (more like passed out) sleeping like I was dead. The next thing I knew, it is daylight outside and the clock is displaying 10:05. I was shocked to discover I overslept two hours. Why didn’t the girls wake me for camp? How did my husband get ready for work without waking me? What was Brian doing? That’s when I heard (and felt) him. “Morning, Marsha” I was surprised to hear him say my name. For an instant I thought like a mom to scold him for not waking me, but then I realized we were both naked and his hard cock was pressed against my ass as his hands fondle my boobs. I transformed into his needy slut and enjoyed the warmth of our bodies together. He said, “You need not worry. After dad left for work I woke Corrine and Brianne, had them get ready, gave them some cereal and had them take their bicycles to camp. We have the day to ourselves.” I was grateful he did all that but honestly once I felt him next to me I hadn’t thought of them at all. Brian moved his hand between my legs and said, “You are on fire.” He was right my pussy was burning up. More tender today than yesterday after his all day abuse of it. He asked if I need a break and I quickly blurted out no. I grabbed his hard cock behind me and try to pull it toward my needy hole. My vagina seemed to come alive knowing his steely cock was near. Brian rolled on top of me and began to kiss me. His tongue went deep into my mouth and I responded like his lover. Up to this point I was my son’s slut now he was tender and loving and I responded like a teen with her first love (although I knew it was lust.) He held my head in his hands and ran his lips all over my face. He would dart his tongue in and out of my mouth and as he did my entire body became as hot as my fiery pussy. He slowly slid between my legs, which seem to open on their own, and began to press his steely cock up against the womb through which he entered the world. His kisses were intoxicating and I loved kissing him back. My hands ran up and down his back and squeezed his round ass cheeks. My lover was hard and soft at the same time and I felt with every ounce of me the need to please to him in every way possible. His swollen head opened me and pressed against my exposed clit, as it did I screamed into his kiss. He slowly pulled back and pressed it into the same place. He had such control he was fucking me with just the head of his cock and making me cum. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes as he pressed firmly pushing the entire length up into me. Holding his ass I felt him begin to pump very slowly, pulling all the way out and pressing slowly back in. I am sure my eyes rolled up into my head as he watched me, knowing his cock had more control over me than I had over myself. I could feel his entire movement. My pussy had become so sensitive and raw that his fucking, even slowly, drove me insane. I held him tight as he slowly increased his pace and had to wrap my legs around him to pull him in tighter. The kissing, the warmth of our naked bodies together, the loving he was giving me all drove me to an electric explosion. My cunt began to contract around his cock and squeezed it like a hand. I think I saw surprise in his eyes for the first time and felt his cock expand inside me and squirt hard into my cervix. My cunt squeezed again and he expanded again with another powerful force flow out of his steely cock. It seemed to never end and even after he stopped squirting my cunt still squeezed and his cock still expanded. We didn’t stop, he continued to pump into me and I continued to scream and moan from his fucking. His whole body pressed into my, as if more than is cock was entering me, he was somehow pushing entirely into my soft sensitive body. I felt his cock begin again, expand and squirt, expand and squirt. Even after cumming inside me twice without rest, he didn’t soften or pull away, but slowly we stopped moving. He kissed me deep and I responded chasing his tongue in my mouth. He slipped away from my mouth and took a nipple in his lips, sucking one like he once did when I could hold him nursing in my arms. The image excited me and as he suckled my nipple into his mouth, my pussy contracted on his cock once more. My cunt was squeezing his steely cock tight and holding him in place. He sucked again and my cunt squeezed him again. I never knew my body could be so responsive, somehow I felt like a first time lover. Eventually, he stopped sucking my nipples and we softened in each other’s grip. When he finally slipped out of me it felt like the Grand Canyon opened up between my legs and a gushing river flowed out. I wondered if my pussy would ever close up again. As he rolled alongside me, still holding me tight our warm bodies fitting together like they were meant to be, he looked at me and asked, “Mom, what kind of birth control do you use?” I am sure the look on my face scared and answered him at the same time. I was such a wanton slut for my teen boy’s cock I had forgotten I stopped taking my birth control pills.

My wife and I met about 12 years ago on a bestiality message board. We realized we didn’t live that far from each other so meet up and hit it off. She had lost her virginity with a dog when she was a teenager. I had no experience with dogs but was really turned on by the idea. We were both in our mid 20s at the time. We started dating, long distance at first (she lived “close”, but it was a few towns away), but I eventually got a job in her town and we rented a house together and got a dog. To this point we still hadn’t done anything with a dog yet, we had just talked about it and watched some porn together and had sex with each other. She told me about her experiences. She grew-up in a rural area where everyone had a few acres, mostly with horses and such. They had two female dogs and one of their neighbors had a male yellow lab. None of them were fenced in, they all just kind of roamed. Both of her parents worked so she was often home alone after school, and the neighbor’s dog would come over a lot and she said she just started having a desire to have sex with him. They had an old barn in their back yard and one day she led him in there and just pulled her pants down and played with him and let him lick her. She did that with him a few times, building up the courage to try having sex. She said the first time she tried it, it hurt really bad and she stopped it and was thinking she wouldn’t try it anymore, but after a couple of months she wanted to try again. She had started fingering herself after their first attempt and thinking about him. It still hurt the second time, but not as bad and it lasted a little while. She tried against a few days later and that time she said it was good and he really fucked her hard and came in her, but didn’t knot. She said he was kind of cumming all over. She said after that she had sex with a boy for the first time and tried to stop thinking about sex with dogs, but she kept wanting it. She continued having sex with the neighbor’s dog in their barn after school from time to time until she graduated high school. Then she went to college and wasn’t able to do that. She had boyfriends, but she never told them about her dog sex. She said she hooked up with one guy on-line who had a dog, but it was creepy, and she didn’t like the situation. And then we met. And now we had a dog. We had gotten a year-old lab and he was definitely eager. As soon as we got him home she started taking off her clothes and letting him smell her. He got excited really fast but didn’t exactly know what to do. There was a lot of jumping around and licking and humping, but no real penetration at first. After a few days of trying and coaching him he finally mounted her good and started pounding her hard. Oh god she loved it and so did I. It was so fucking hot. For a period after that she was fucking the dog multiple times a day every day and he got to where he was knotting with her every time. We still had sex too. I’d get so turned on I’d often fuck her after he had finished in her. We started talking about getting married. I never really proposed, we just would lie in bed and talk about it and how it would be, what we would do, where we would live, and how much we loved each other and stuff. We decided that once we got married, she would only have sex with dogs for the rest of her life. We planned out a wedding date and got everything set. About a week before the wedding we had sex together for the last time. It was slow passionate sex, intimate and gentle, not like the way dogs pounded her. For me it was the last time to have sex for the rest of my life. I came insider her, knowing it would be the last time, and we lay together and caressed for a long while after. That evening I moved out to my parent’s house for the reaming week until the wedding. We had our wedding at an outdoor venue with family and a few friends. It was relatively small, about 40 people in all. After the party we went back to our house and, with her wedding dress still on, we exchanged private vows. She vowed only to engage in sexual relations with beasts and never to engage in intercourse with any human for far as long as she lived. I acknowledged that she was only to be used by beasts, that I would never penetrate her in any way, nor anyone else, and that I would support and encourage her bestial desires. It was a huge rush and we kissed passionately following our vows. Our dog was there, and I led her into our bedroom as she called him along. She called him up onto the bed with her, with her bridal veil and dress still on. He licked her in a variety of positions, then I had to help her get ready for mounting, which was a bit of a challenge with her dress and veil on, but we got it all out of the way and he mounted her as he had so many times before. I quickly stripped off my remaining clothes and masturbated as I watched her consummate our bestial marriage in our bed. He knotted insider her and stayed on top of her for several minutes, pumping her full of dog semen. I wanted to do something I hadn’t done before. When he finally dismounted from her, I told her not to move. Her pussy was dripping with dog cum. I buried my face in her cum filled pussy and began licking her ravenously - swallowing his cum as if flowed into my mouth. I licked her to orgasm, then she collapsed onto the bed exhausted – happy as I and our dog both snuggled up to her. I felt so insanely in love in that moment. We live out in the country with four dogs now: two Labs, a Coon Hound / Blood Hound mix (he has a massive cock), and a Rottweiler. She has taken thousands of loads of dog cum over the years. She has sex with at lest one of them practically every day. Right now our second lab is in his prime, so he fucks her a lot. They also like to gangbang her. When one starts fucking her it gets the others excited and they want to join in. Our hound’s cock is huge. It took her a while to get used to him. His cock is 10 inches long, about as thick as my wrist and his knot is bigger than my fist. He’s 7 years old now so he doesn’t fuck her as often as he used to, but in his prime he devastated her pussy. It really took about a year before she could take him as often as he wanted but finally got to a point where he was fucking her daily for a while. He fucks her a couple times a week usually now. She only has anal sex with our older lab, the others are too rough for it. She treats them like her kids, and call herself their mommy, which is amusing because she says stuff like, “You wanna’ fuck your mommy?”, “Come lick mommy’s pussy,” etc. I love watching her. I often lick her pussy or let her sit on my face after they’ve fucked her. I’ve taken to sucking dog cock myself now as well. I will sometimes suck them on my own or to get them ready for her. I masturbate pretty much every time I watch her, though sometimes not during her regular morning fucks. Practically every morning she gets fucked by at least one dog, but I’m often getting ready for work and can’t get into it, though on weekends I’ll play along. When we’re feeling romantic, we’ll do a lot of kissing and I’ll get her going, then bring one or more of them in to fuck her while I caress her and wait to lick her filled pussy. I love cuddling with her after - especially when she’s exhausted from being gangbanged by all of them. She works from home as a technical writer - contractor work. I’m in the medical field. We enjoy the lifestyle, but we keep it very secret, which is maybe why I’m writing this. We never take pictures, never talk about it with anyone, never invite others over to participate, etc. It’s just our secret.

I think I was only, just, hitting puberty when I first caught a glimpse of my moms Cunt. Before that, the idea of my 'Mother' as a sexual being was utterly ridiculous, I mean, that would be incest, wouldn't it? I had been at home alone and naturally, being at the beginning of puberty, I had snuck onto my parents pc to look at porn. We weren't exactly well off nowadays with dad losing his job and all, so it was the only computer left in the house. I had been watching one of my favourite porn clips intensely when I heard footsteps from around the corner. 'Shit, who's that, I didn't hear them get home!' I immediately turned off the monitor and still fully nude, slipped behind the large filing cabinet near the corner of the room. I couldn't afford to get caught here either, having left my clothes in my room. I sat there listening with my eyes closed but hearing only scuffling sounds as someone pottered around putting their bags and other essentials away. Then I heard the 'blip' sound as someone turned on the pc monitor, followed by the "argh, yeah, fuck me in the cunt, use me, make me cum, make me CUM!" "Jarred" I heard my moms voice huff out. "Well, I guess he is a teenager now," she mused, "it'll only get worse from here on out." I expected her to exit the porn site, and get on with whatever it was she had turned the pc on for in the first place. But the sounds of "YEAH, that's right, fuck my cunt!, Fuck!, My!, Cunt!" kept coming from the speakers. After a while, I started to hear a slow rhythmic panting on top of the scratchy pornographic screams coming from the computer speakers. Ever so gently, I turned and peeked out with one eye from behind the filing cabinet to see a most incredible sight. There she was, my Mother, splayed out and arching her back over the computer chair. The buttons of her tight office work shirt were undone, leaving her flat, toned, stomach and perky round D-cup bra visible. But the most shocking thing was the fact that she had one hand down lower and was ploughing herself relentlessly in her dripping Gash with a gigantic black dildo. I jerked my head back around, breathing hard and my heart racing, only to find my cock harder than ever before. Staring helplessly, it slowly dawned on me that I was hard from seeing my Mother getting herself off. 'No!, bad!' i thought, 'this is so wrong, she's my mom, not a fucking pornstar.' Though I did have to admit to myself that she was easily the hottest Mom out of all of my friend's Moms. What was that song they used to tease me with?... 'Jarred's Mom has got it going on.' And it was all because she'd wanted implants after I was born. She had been feeling a bit insecure about her body at the time, having just gone through childbirth and being a bit of a fitness freak she had wanted to look as good as possible as soon as she could so that everyone would want her again. So that's what dad had done, he had got her a pair of large silicone teardrop implants. At the time he was still employed and doing quite well for himself, so money wasn't that big of an issue. As I sat there in my uncomfortable position staring at my throbbing member, I finally worked out what everyone had meant when referring to my Mom as a MILF. By this point in time, moms panting had blossomed into full-blown moaning, and my erection was still standing at attention, so I tentatively reached forward and prodded it. I'd never actually jerked off before, only having just discovered how to find porn on the internet. But hearing moms moans of "MMF... yeeaaah" prompted me to grab it and start slowly massaging the length of my shaft. I chanced a look again, my blood thumping hard in my eardrums and started jerking vigorously as my Mom upped her intensity getting louder and louder. "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, her tongue lolling out as she started trembling all over, her eyes rolling back in her head. Then came a steady stream of fluid spurting out of her pussy, landing in a sizable puddle on the other side of the room. She bucked on the chair, multiple times, before falling off and collapsing on the floor, her body still spasming with small orgasmic seizures. After maybe five minutes, she managed to pick herself up off the floor and leave the room. I looked down at the cock in my hand to see it had gone slack and spunk had gone all over my belly. 'Oh! God! what did I do! No! I jacked off to my Mom! Noooooo!' XXX I tried my best to put the incident behind me over the next couple of years, and mostly, it was a success. It was only in the darkest hours of the mornings when I couldn't cum no matter how hard I tried, that my mind strayed back to the image of my Mother in an almost catatonic, orgasmic state. XXX I had only just turned eighteen a couple of months previously when Mom kicked dad out of the house. He had been sitting on the couch in an only semi-sober state for about the last two years, having long ago given up on ever finding a job again. I didn't feel much remorse for him considering the alcoholism. Moms birthday was coming up soon, and she would be turning thirty-five having given birth to me quite young. For her age, I had to admit that Mom had kept herself well fit, going to the gym at least twice every single week. 'Wait... No! Bad!... I will not think about Mom that way; I will not think about Mom that way, I will not think about Mom that way, I will not-' "Jarred" called my Mom from the bedroom, "can you come in here for a moment?" "Okay, mom," I yelled back, struggling to get rid of my semi-hardon. I opened her bedroom door to see Mom reading a book. She was lying diagonally across the king-sized mattress propped up on one elbow in nothing but a set of thin, red lace, lingerie. My eyes were instantly drawn towards her luscious Cunt, seeing as how her hips were splayed wide open, giving me a direct view. A thin piece of lace was the only thing in the way, and what a sexy piece it was, too, pulled up high above both hips Brazillian porno style. "Mom! at least put some clothes on if your gonna call me into your room." "Okay!, Jesus!" Mom replied a hurt look on her face, "your making me feel old." "No-, Mom-, I didn't mean it that way..." "I'll be thirty-five in a couple of weeks, then I really will be old," she said wistfully, looking out the window. "No mom, your not old at all," I said, struggling to make her feel better, "in fact, pretty much all my friends refer to you as a MILF..." 'Oh dear God!, did I really, just, say that, Out Loud! please let this be a hallucination; please let this be-' "Really?" asked Mom, turning to look at me, a mischievous smile playing over her lips, "So you're embarrassed about seeing your mommy in her underthings, huh?" "No-, that's not it-," I said as I struggled for words, " why were you nearly naked and calling me you into your room, in the first place?" I asked, finally grasping the point. "Well, to be honest, I didn't actually notice my, err, nudity," she said, looking at herself, "I was just hoping to talk with you about plans for my upcoming birthday party. This is the first one without your father here, and you are the 'man of the house' now." "Oh, okay," I said, sitting down at her coffee table as Mom pulled on a loose satin robe, leaving it untied as she sat down beside me. 'Yeah, that's right, leave your legs open at just that angle. I can get a full view of your juicy, lace-covered Cunt if you perch your legs right there-, Wait!... No!...Bad! I must not think of my steaming hot, superfit, fuckable Mother that way-, Wait!, No!... I did it again!' Mom was off in party mode as she talked about maybe getting someone to play barman and weather or not it should be formal or informal. I was having a hard time following her though, with every animated gesture Mom would make, her tight body would twist in a strange new way, giving me glimpses every now and then through the gap in her dressing gown. My semi was now a fully erect shaft, and I cursed myself for my dark, lustful thoughts as I squirmed in my seat, trying, unsuccessfully, to hide my erection. "Oh, and one more thing," Mom said as she closed up the party planning folder, "you're expected to bet present and sober, Okay, maybe a little tipsy, for the entire night. the hosts go to bed last, don't you know..." "Yay," I said in the most deadpan voice I could muster, as I saw her gown fly freely open. 'Oh!, what a sight to behold! I ache to run my fingers over your thinly toned, flat stomach; to take my fingertips and drive them deeply into your phenomenal booty cheeks; to use just one arm to-, Wait!... Shit!... I did it again!' I tried to hunch over as I left the room trying to hide my manhood, but I swear I heard Mom giggling as I made my way out. I was back in my room before you could say motherfucker twice. As I lay there, I tried to sort out what was going on inside my head. 'Okay, so Mom is hot... but it's just so Wrong!... I do want to lick her all over, though... No!...Bad!... I will not think about my own Mother like That!... My fit!, Sexy!, Fuckable!, Mega MILF Mom!...noooooo!... I did it again!... What's wrong with me?... Why do I keep envisioning doing things like taking both of my moms, well-exercised legs and pinning them behind her head as I plough her majestic Cunt?... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!... I must be fucked in the head!' XXX I tried my best over the next couple of weeks to fight off my dark, lustful desires, but in the end to no avail. As moms birthday party rolled around, I found myself increasingly trying to maneuver myself into positions where I would have the best view of my mothers curves. I even tried once or twice to get a look at her while she was in the shower, unfortunately, I was unsuccessful at those attempts. On the day of the party, Mom went into her room for about two hours before coming out when the people started showing up. She looked heavenly, all decked out in a beautiful, long, flowing black dress that clung tightly to her form, at every possible angle. I was left standing there, momentarily speechless as she went to greet the arriving guests. Just how had that goddess managed to instil itself inside my Mother. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur, to be honest. All of my attention was being focused on Mom and her smiling thirty-fifth birthday party antics. I frowned seeing her being a little 'too' friendly with some of the blokes who came to the party. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. So at about one in the morning, most everyone started leaving except for one guy, named Mark, that Mom seemed to be sweet on. "We're going to bed now, honey" my Mom slightly slurred at me as she stumbled past. "Okay, mom," I replied, deadpan again, knowing that I would be cleaning all this up. I had just started to pick up cups and glasses as the noises began. It started slow and rhythmically at first as I heard the creaking of the bed and my Mother's moans of "Mmmmmmmmf...yesh" muffled only slightly by the bedroom wall. Then they started to get faster and louder. 'Mom your such a Cuntslut!... you like it like that, don't you!...getting your constantly moist, Cunt!, pounded Relentlessly!-, Ah! No!... I've gone and done it again...why must I keep thinking of Mom in such a way... but... even, still... I can hear you, Mom, being fucked hard, I can hear you sing out in wails of pleasure as I get closer to the crack at your bedroom door. You didn't fasten the latch properly in your haste for bed, so I can see you there in the gloom rolling and grinding your sopping wet Cunt on Marks hipbones, trying in vain to get enough cock inside yourself for completion.' I see my mothers problem as Mark slips his unfortunately below average penis out of moms gaping wide Cunthole. He is a genuinely unfortunate man, at about three inches long and half the average girth of a normal cock. Instead of crashing the night, he makes his way towards the door, giving me seconds to get to my room and out of sight. As I lay awake in bed, breathing hard, I realized that I had just witnessed my Mother getting fucked, albeit by a sub-par penis. 'fuck it, I give up... I wanna fuck my Mother so bad! I want to lick the sweat out of every pore and plug up every Gash with my throbbing manhood-' "honey, are you still awake?" asked, Mom sticking her head into my darkened room. I quickly throw my blanket over myself. "yeah, only just, a bit loud weren't you," I asked, still a little tipsy from the party. "yeah... about that..." Mom said, leaving the sentence hanging as she slipped into my room "where's mark?" I asked, sitting up and already knowing the answer, "he's not asleep already is he?" "No... he's gone home already... it seems he can't perform well under pressure." Mom replied, deflated "so he just didn't do it for you," I said getting more interested in the conversation. "well... no... I guess not," Mom complained as she sat next to me on my bedside. "oh well, you can't win all the time," I said, as I put my hands behind my head and lay back. "Oh!..." let out Mom as she turned to see the shape of my Throbbing solid shaft quite visible through my boxer shorts. "Oh, Honey!" she repeated, staring at my crotch area. Then I felt it, an odd yet not entirely unenjoyable tickling coming up my thigh before I caught sight of my Mother spider walking her fingers towards my penis. I was frozen in place as I watched moms hand slink inside my waistband and grasp hold of my engorged member at the very base. Then looking back at me, she licked her lips and gave a wink as she started to gradually massage me from base to tip, bringing in a second hand to provide a bit of extra inspiration. Finally, when I could no longer take it, I let out the words I thought I would never speak aloud. "Mom, I'm gonna cum, make me cum!" With that, I sprayed a fountain of semen above our heads and in all directions and finished. "Mom!... You just?... This is sooooooooo bad... We can't do this, it's illegal." "Its mommies first birthday without your father. Can you consider this a birthday present for me? I just want a proper sized cock and Marks just didn't do it for me..." "looking at this, however" she continued playing around with my quickly rehardening member, "you should 'easily' be able to satisfy mommies needs, and then some..." We locked eyes as we both gave each other the okay, then I pulled my Mother towards me, locking lips with her as we began to wrestle our tongues violently. We barely parted as I ripped her nightgown off, leaving not a trace of fabric on her. I rolled her onto her back and lifted both ankles onto my shoulders as I began to ram her hard in her moist Cunt. I gripped my hands on either side of her tight waist and wailed as I let go of all my forbidden feelings. "Yeah! That's right Mom!... You just take it!... Let the sweat drip out of your every pore, as I slam my shaft into your juicy Cunthole!" Mom only answered me in turn. "Oh, Yeah!... Fuck mommies cunthole Hard!... Let yourself go completely, don't hold back... Fuck my Cunt!... Fuck, mommies Cunt!... Fuck Me!... Fuck Me!... Fuck Me!... FUCK!...ME!... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She started to buck ferociously as I came inside her, spraying fluid all over me as I pulled out. "MOAR" she screamed, as she pulled me back, "Fuck Mommy MOAR!" With both hands, she forced my face into her insatiable Vagina, but I went more than willingly. I was almost able to drink it; she was so wet down there. I had to fight for breathing room she was pushing so aggressively. "Wait-," I yelled, finally not able to stand it much longer, "I need to be able to breathe Mom, "do you want me to suffocate?" "Just!... Keep!... Fucking!... Me!" came her strangled cry as her eyes rolled back and she foamed at the mouth, all the while still violently rubbing her own Cunt, "Fuck Mommy!... Fuck Mommy!... I don't care how, just FUCK!...ME!" "Okay Mom, Are you ready for fisting?" I inquired. "Yesh!...Yesh!... YESH!" she confirmed cuming again hard. Moving forward, I quickly worked four fingers into moms sopping wet Cunt. Then as I took a little more time to work My thumb in I finally slid my whole hand in all the way to the wrist. With my other hand, I rearranged the pillows to hold moms drooling face up, giving her a clear view of her vaginal penetration. "See Mom" I commented, "watch your belly bulge as I Cuntpunch you senseless." And then I did. "Oh, Mom!... You are such a horny Slut!...can you feel that as I slowly Punch and retract my fist inside your Big! Wide! Sloppy! Vagina!...Yes! That's, It!... Moan for me, Mommy!... Let me feel your pleasure!... Yes! That's, Right!... Vibrate!... You want me to punch you Deeper!... And, Faster!... Don't you?" "Punch mommy deeper and faster!... I want MOAR!" she shrieked in answer, "MOAR!...MOAR!...MOAR!..." "Alright," I announced, before removing my whole entire fist and half my forearm from her Cunt. I held it up in the light letting the juices sparkle like diamonds, then, mercilessly, I plunged my fist directly into Moms cunthole and began to punch her insides as hard and fast as I possibly could. My Mother shook in seizures of delight as great globules of drool came flying out of her mouth. By this point, my arm was all the way up to my elbow as I fisted her Cunt relentlessly. I was starting to hope for some sort of a climax to this strange little after party, we were having. Just then, Moms seizures took a violent turn as she let out a long, painful sounding "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her limbs jerking in all directions. 'Oh, shit!... What did I do?... Is Mom, okay? Is she alive?... I bent forward and felt her pulse, faint but still there, good...Now...What to do, what to do... If I take her to the hospital they'll most probably mark here as a rape victim... can't do that now can i... don't want to go to jail labelled as a Motherfucker... Oh! God!... I'm a MOTHERFUCKER!... NOOOOOOOOO!' then I looked down at my Mother's superfit unconscious form. 'Meh, it could have been way worse... Mom might not have been the MILF of every teenager's dreams.' Looking down again, I noticed her start to twitch again and then "Ahhhrrgh!" Came a noise from moms mouth as she rolled onto her side and vomited. "What the FUCK! did you do to Me?" yelled Mom before rolling over and vomiting again. "Uhm..." I started before I realized I had no idea what to say, "Happy birthday, Mom." I smiled sheepishly "we'll sort this out in the morning" she whispered, leaning into my ear before kissing me passionately on the lips for a minute or two. Then she stood up fully nude and walked seductively to my bedroom door. She smiled back at me, licking her lips and turning off the light switch with a wink. "Goodnight, honey." 'Wow, that kiss tasted bad... vomit!... blurgh!'

PART ONE: FIRST TIME SHARING SARA Chapter 1 Before I even start getting into the raunchy details, there's a few things that you need to understand about Sara, me & our marriage: - First off, she was outrageously tall, attractive, & HOT - she was 5'10" (compared to my 6'0"), had long brown hair down to the small of her back with matching eyes; her breasts were firm, perky 34Ds; she had those big, full, pouty lips that were obviously made to be wrapped around hard cock; her legs were crazy long, firm, muscular & smooth, forming a wonderful ass with just the right amount of jiggle... She was crazy sexy, & everyone knew it, including her. - During sex, it was JUST how every guy imagines fucking a porn star would be - every position imaginable was fair game; she really enjoyed rough sex, pulling hair & whatnot, and she was LOUD about voicing her approval; and she would always start things off with a wonderful sloppy blowjob, then surprise the shit out of you by suddenly deepthroating you. It was always raunchy, dirty, kinky, and pretty wonderful. We had recently started to experiment with sex while tweaked on meth, and it blew our minds entirely; it was so dirty, without inhibitions - just pure, hot, rough fucking...it was like we weren't married; it was as if we had just met. Later, afterward, she commented that it was "like I was getting fucked by a stranger she'd just met at the bar an hour before." Her comment stuck with me, and I wondered what it would be like to watch her getting screwed by a stranger? I thought on it for several days, eventually concluding that the thought turned me on immensely, and I decided I'd like to try it. We had several male drug buddies that came over to smoke every few days, & judging from the way ALL of them always looked at her, I could think of about a dozen guys who would like to try it, too. A couple days later during the next twacked-out fuck session, I was pounding her from behind on the living room floor, with a handful of hair wrapped up in my fingers, when I chose to bring the idea up & gauge her reaction; so I slowed the pace at which I was thrusting into her, until it was so slow & gentle that it was only teasing both of us to madness. "I thought of something the other day that might be fun..." I said quietly while I slowly sank into her. She replied with a breathy, raspy "oh yeah? And what's that?" "What if we invited another guy to get fucked up with us & have some REAL fun?" She let out a quiet groan, then bit her bottom lip, smiled fiendishly and took the bait, "hmm...what kind of fun are you thinking?" I stopped thrusting into her, barely penetrating her labia, then leaned forward & whispered into her ear, "I've just been thinking... and I've decided I would really like to get spun out of our minds & watch while some other guy fucks the shit out of you," and at that moment, without warning, I suddenly plunged my throbbing hardon into her completely. The sound she made in response was like a high moan-cry-grunt. After a moment she turned her head a bit, showing another mischievous grin, and said flat-out, "God, baby...you know what? I'd probably do anything if I'm high enough... and that really does sound like it'd be REEEEALLY fun..." My cock twitched inside her. "You want to?" She nodded as she moaned, "mmhmm..." "Do you have someone in mind already?" Another loud moan. "I have several someones in mind right now, but I already know who I want to fuck me." Chapter 2 Jason (or "J-Rock") was one of our aforementioned drug buddies that dropped by periodically to sell us some dope, & sometimes just to get high with us. He was in his late 20s, black, & one of many local gangbanger thugs in the area. He always flirted a bit with Sara, & she'd flirt back - relatively innocent initially, although I could see the lust in his eyes when he watched her. Sara had told me, during that wild sex session two days ago, that she decided that she wanted to invite him to have some "naughty adult fun". It was common for everyone to gather on our bed for a smoke session, which the thread of us did. We loaded the pipe down with 60 cents all at once, quickly getting FUBAR; then J-Rock pulled out his dope bag & reaching in, broke off a BIG shard from the massive rock in the bag, & dropped it on the scale on the nightstand - the display read "0.8g", or 80 cents. He picked it up, looked at Sara & told her to open her mouth; as soon as she did so, he reached forward and dropped the shard right on the back of her tongue; her face contorted as the bitterness hit her taste buds, and involuntarily swallowed the whole thing all at once. He then repeated the whole thing. The second rock weighed out to 85 cents. This one he dropped on my tongue, and I swallowed. Then he broke a piece for himself, ate it, reloaded the pipe, & we kept smoking, talking & laughing (and they kept flirting). At some point, the mindless conversation hit the subject of sex, which instantly had everyone's attention. He nonchalantly brought up the topic of blowjobs, & Sara immediately launched into a spiel about how much she legitimately enjoys sucking cock, being sure to mention her ability to deepthroat. "Nah," J said skeptically, "you'd have to PROVE that one," causing Sara to break out in one of her devilish grins. "Don't dare me," she said, grinning. J-Rock adjusted as he sat, and accidentally brought our attention to the growing bulge in his pants. Out of curiosity that was not-so-innocent, Sara asked, "so...is it true, what they say about black men and their cock size?" He laughed, "yup. We're all pack in' large in our drawers - mostly, anyway." At that moment she lit her last cigarette, and asked if I would run to the store for more. I said sure, slipped on my shoes, and headed toward the front door, my wife following. "I'm gonna talk to him alone for a minute, pitch the whole idea of you watching us screw while you're gone - make it a bit less awkward. Haha! Hurry back!" It's a 5 minute drive to the nearest store. As I pull up to the store, my phone buzzes with a text from Sara, "he said that we're all adults and adult fun is just that - adult fun - so he's in! Hehehe ;)" I typed out my reply waiting in line at the counter, "awesome! This is gonna be HOT & soooo fun! Don't you two start anything before I get back! ;)" Her ominous reply came as I pulled out of the lot heading home - "hehehehehe ;)" Chapter 3 I made it to the door to our apartment feverish from excitement & anticipation. My mind was reeling as I turned the key in the lock, I'd get back to the bedroom so we could talk about ground rules, comfort zones, & whatever, and THEN we- My train of thought was interrupted abruptly when, as I turned into the hallway leading to the bedroom, I heard something unmistakeable - the sound of Sara's voice echoed down the hallway as she moaned, "oh my God...yes...more..." Instantly my cock was rock hard and throbbing. The fuckers started without me, but it didn't bug me all that much - this was it! I opened the bedroom door slowly, taking note of the little changes that had happened while I was out - the ceiling fan lights were turned off, with the only light in the room coming from a small lamp on my night stand; the comforter & covers had been pushed off the bed to the floor, revealing our red satin bed sheets. I almost exploded on the spot from what I saw next: Sara, on her back on the bed, in the middle of a 69 with J. His tongue was fluttering over her swollen clit, making her let out loud sighs & moans of pleasure, which were being muffled by the thick black cock that was in her mouth. J-Rock was pumping his hips up & down like a piston as he steadily fucked Sara's mouth. Suddenly he moved & was now on HIS back. Sara crawled toward him, and I finally got a good look at his swollen, hard cock, just a split-second before it vanished into her mouth, and I was totally stunned - HIS COCK WAS HUGE! I guessed at the dimensions, but it looked to be 11" long, probably 3" wide or more, uncircumcised, as hard as steel, and literally THROBBING as my wife's lips wrapped around it longingly. She bobbed her head up and down in a steady rhythm, letting her saliva run out of her mouth and down onto his length. After a few head bobs, the bedroom was soon filled with the loud, wet, squishy-sucking sound her lips made as she worked his monstrous cock. He let out a few quiet groans, putting a hand on the back of her head, & grabbing a fistful of her hair; he started fucking upwards into her face, pushing her mouth down further over him, forcing her to take him deeper into her throat - then he pulled her hair, forcing her up again. She let out a lustful "MMmphfff!" every couple of thrusts. "Mmm," he groaned, "you fuckin' like that?" "Mmhmmphhf!" "You like givin' me head, havin' my cock in your mouth? Down your throat?" "Mm...yeff!" "Your hubby's lovin' it too; you should see his white lil' dong, harder than it's ever been prolly... Does it get you off harder, lettin' him watch?" "MMHMM!" She was bobbing back & forth furiously now, as he thrusted his hips forward forcefully, matching her tempo. I watched as his throbbing, stone-hard tool grew even BIGGER, thanks to Sara's cocksucking skills that even porn stars can rarely match. I quietly made my way to the recliner in the far corner of the room, stripping to nothing as I went, and I took a seat, laid back, and stroked my pounding cock while watching the show. After watching her swallow every single swollen inch of his rock for several more minutes, he finally made her slow down, and eventually stop, pulling his tool from her throat. The suction she applied to his wet cockhead resulted in a loud PLOP! as he finally pulled free of her lips. "Unhh... I ain't never had my cock sucked like that! Mm...but right now I want some of that wet fuckin' pussy, girl!" Sara moaned loudly, "oh, YEAH!" With amazing speed, J-Rock rolled her over onto her back again & had positioned himself over her; she lifted her legs toward the ceiling & opened them for J, allowing him uninhibited access to her eager, soaking-wet pussy. It was just then that I noticed that she was still wearing the same black thigh high stockings and silver, open toe heels she's had on with her red skirt and halter top (now crumpled on the floor). J was now pinning those heels against either side of my wife's head in an effort to get maximum penetration. He grabbed his pulsing hardon & started slapping it against Sara's already soaked pussy, resulting in yelps of pleasure from her. "You ready for this dick?" he asked gruffly, lustfully, as he continued slapping his rod against her aching sex. "Yeah!" she moaned loudly. "You want it? You wanna feel my big, hard, THICK cock inside your little wet pussy?" "I fuckin' want it!" she cried out. Slowly, gently, he eased the top of his cock past her labia, only barely starting to enter her, then he stopped. She whimpered. "You sure you want this cock - ALL this cock?" "Uh-huh, yea!" "Cause there ain't no comin back once I'm buried in ya; your husband's cock won't never feel right again after you've had this in you." Then she looked up at him with a screaming, fiery, primal lust, her eyes blazing, and part-cried, part-moaned, part-screamed, "I fucking WANT IT! I want you to gimme EVERY HARD, THROBBING INCH of that beautiful, massive cock, and I want you to fuck the shit out of me, RIGHT NOW!" Hearing that come from her drove me crazy, & made me groan, "Oh my God!" My cock twitched with excitement as I pumped it hard. I still couldn't believe that I was just chilling in a recliner, watching & listening to my wife literally beg for this dude to fuck her senseless. I'd never been so turned on. They whispered to each other for a brief second before Sara said to me, "Baby? He's just worried that you won't be into it & might get upset because...well, let's just be honest here - your cock is pretty fucking big, but his is really HUGE, and-" I cut her off, "Really? THAT'S the big hangup? J, first of all, I brought this idea up to HER, so OF COURSE I'm into it - have you even seen how hard I've gotten?? Secondly, I've never seen her so desperate to get fucked before! Seriously dude, *I* want you to fuck her stupid!" "Sooo..." He replied, with one inch still inside her, motionless, "I can do whatever I wanna do to her?" "Long as she doesn't say no, you can bend her over the balcony right now." "And if you haven't noticed, im ONLY saying yes right now..." She added. Without saying another word, and in one fluid motion, he thrust his massive cock forward & sank every one of his 11" deep inside her quivering pussy. She let out a long, loud groan of mindless ecstasy as he penetrated her completely, until at last he was completely buried inside her. Her pussy spasmed around the behemoth intruder, racking Sara with an overwhelmingly intense orgasm. He slowly pulled himself out of her, leaving only a couple of inches inside, and then suddenly PLUNGED back inside of her, hard, and started pumping in and out of her. The next several minutes are somewhat blurry. She started screaming for more, urging him to "fuck me like you hate me", and next I knew, she's on all fours, facing me, while he's plowing fiercely into her from behind - smacking her ass, pulling her hair, & pinning her arms behind her back. I'm going totally wild by now, pistoning my hand on my dick, while my wife is looking me dead in the face, moaning while she's telling me how amazing J's cock feels, and that she's never been fucked so good before. J-Rock smacks her ass as he slams her, and starts talking nasty to her, "You're a nasty little white girl, you know that? You're a dirty little slut, craving that cock, huh?" "Oh GOD, YES! I'M A FUCKING FILTHY, COCK CRAVING CUM SLUT! FUCK!" Sara's body is slammed with a powerful orgasm, causing her to involuntarily buck against J, pushing against his cock & trying to pull it deeper into her. "Where you want me to shoot my cum at? Cause I'm about to erupt!" J asks, pounding her frantically. "YOU PUT THAT CUM WHEREVER YOU WANT IT, DADDY!" "Fuck yea! Gimme that fuckin' pussy, slut! And look at your man & tell HIM where you want me to dump my load! Tell him how my dick's stretched that pussy! Tell him you want this hard black dick every day!" And she did. She told me all he told her to, and more, and she fucking meant it. And I LOVED it. Finally, after two and a half hours of having his way with my wife, making her do whatever he wanted, and turning her into a total slut, his body locked up, he gripped her shoulders, pulled her back, and plowed as deeply as he could into her as his cock began to spasm, twitch, and finally started pumping a massive load of his thick, hot, sticky cum inside her pussy. After he pulled out of her, she flipped around, taking his deflating cock in her mouth yet again, and used her tongue and lips to clean the mixture of their fluids from him. "Fuck, girl!" He shouted after recovering for several minutes, "You makin' me wanna get you high as fuck EVERY DAY! Ha ha! I'ma bring an 8-ball tomorrow, just for YOU, then we'll see what you do!" After a bit, J left to give us some privacy. Sara & I smoked a few more bowls while we discussed how each of us felt about the experience we just had. Obviously, we both felt pretty good about it, because it didn't take long at all before she was sucking my cock to erection, and I was sliding my rod into her abused, swollen, pussy, getting J's sloppy seconds. His massive cock had stretched her so badly that my own dick wasn't having any noticeable effect on her. I felt his hot cum dripping inside her. Finally she gave in, and she gave me deepthroat until I finally exploded down her throat. I had no idea I was opening Pandora's box...

1.) What do you call a 90-year old man that can still madturbate? A.) Miracle whip! 2.)Why don't witches wear panties when flying? A.) To get a better grip on the broomstick! 3.)What's the quickest way to clear out a mens restroom? A.) Say "Nice Dick". 4.)What's the definition of 'skyjacking'? A.) A hand job at 32,000 feet 5.)What's white, sticky, and falls from the sky? A.)The cumming of the Lord 6.)Have you heard about the new, 'mint-flavoured birth control pill' that women can take just before having sex? A.) They're called 'Predickamints'. 7.)Why do dwarfs laugh when they're playing football? A.)Because the grass tickles their balls! 8.)Why don't blind men skydive? A.)Because it scares the shit out of the dog! 9.)How did Burger King get Dairy Queen pregnant? A.)He forgot to wrap his whopper! 10.)How do you embarrass an archaeologist? A.)Give him a used tampon and ask him which period it came from! 11.)Why doesn't a chicken wear pants? A.)Because his pecker is on his head! 12.)Why are women like KFC? A.)After you've finished with the breasts and thighs, all you have left is a greasy box to put your bone in! 13.)Why does Santa have such a big sack? A.)Beacause he only comes once a year. 14.)What happens if you put the Energizer bunny's batteries in backwards? A.)He keeps coming, and coming, and coming! 15.)What starts with 'F', ends in 'K', ane means ALOT of excitement? A.)If you thought that the answer was 'Fuck', Then boy, you have a sick mind... because the answer is... FIRETEUCK!! 16.)What's a zebra? A.)26 Sizes bigger than an 'A' bra! Some Blonde Jokes: (No offence is meant to any Blondes reading, I used to be a blonde though!) B1.)How do you keep a blonde busy for hours? A.)Write 'Please Turn Over' on both sides of a piece of paper B2.)How do you sink a submarine full of blondes? A.)Knock on the door B3.)Why did the blonde have square boobs? A.)Because she forgot to take the tissues out of the box!

I can remember the first thoughts of lust that I had about my granny. I was a day that I will never forget, I was sick one day when I was 18 and in my senior year of high school, My mother didn’t want me staying at home by myself with my temperature so high. So on her way to work she dropped me off at my Grannies house. I complained the whole way to her house because I didn’t like it at her house, and I felt I was old enough to be at home alone. But My mother thought that my fever was to high and she wanted some one to look after me. Me and my granny weren’t that close, on occasion I had heard rumors about her saying that me and my brother were spoiled rotten and that she couldn’t believe that my mother and father were raising us that way. My Granny was single, my grandfather had left her when my mom was a child and she didn’t get remarried, I could tell why she didn’t. Because she was a bitter old lady, she had a nasty attitude, to go along with that bitterness. As my Granny opened the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes; she was still in her sleep attire. Her sleep attire consisted of a night shirt that stopped mid thigh and slippers. I took full notice of her and her body, for a black woman of 60 (I guess), she had a decent body. Her face wasn’t that pretty; she was defiantly a plane Jane in that department. But from the neck down she was…..wow. Looking her up and down I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her C cup breasts showed a little sag. Her ass was big and round causing her night shirt to ride up in the back, her chocolate thighs looked to be firm and shapely with no signs of cellulite, she also had some muscular calves. After she closed the door, she asked if I wanted something to eat. I just shook my head no and went to sit on the couch and try to relax. She said nothing and went to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee and sat at the dining room table to read the paper. After a couple of minutes of sitting in silence with my eyes closed, I felt my nose start running and I sat up to reach for tissue and something caught my eye. It was my Granny she was sitting at the table with her legs open, at first I didn’t think anything of it but on a second glance there it was. Her furry snatch was starring right at me; I couldn’t remove my eyes from the direction of her parted legs. That was until I felt the pain from my hard on pressing against my jeans, after I adjusted my hard on I returned to my spectacular view, but I didn’t want to get caught so I closed my eyes just enough. Then all of a sudden her legs snapped shut, and saw my Granny looking at me, and then she asked if I was awake. I didn’t respond and she came over and gave me a shake, she told me to go upstairs and lay down in the guest room. On the way I took a stop in her bathroom, standing in front of the toilet after taking a piss, I wanted so badly to jerk off. As soon as started tugging on my dick I heard my granny say bring the thermometer with me when I was done. After washing my hands, grabbed the thermometer from the medicine cabinet and proceeded to the guest room. My granny was standing there next to the bed with the sheets turned down, I handed her the thermometer and started to get in the bed. “Hold on, Hold on, Do you sleep in your bed with your clothes on“, My Granny asked. I just shook my head no, and started to remove my sweat shirt slowly trying to buy some time for my hard on to go down. I could tell Granny was getting impatient, so I just said to hell with it took off my jeans which revealed my semi-erect cock sticking its head out the bottom of my boxers, I saw her take a quick peek as pulled my socks off, But she didn’t react at all. Some of the girls I had been with when they saw my cock were in shock as my thick 9inch cock would wink at them. Most of the girls couldn’t get there hands completely around it; some wouldn’t let me put it in. But I digress. After My Granny took my temp ”its going down”, she said, then she told me that she had some errands to run and that she would leave as soon as she took a shower. I don’t remember hearing her getting in or out of the shower, but I do recall hearing the front door shut. That’s what woke me up; as soon as my eyes opened I wanted to finish jerking off. I got up to get some lotion or oil whatever I could find, no luck in the bathroom or the hall closet; I decided to look in Grannies bedroom. I opened the door and there on her dresser was a bottle of baby oil, I grabbed it and was about to leave when I saw her dirty clothes hamper, After sniffing a couple of pair of her panties I started looking through all her things. I searched the dresser taking a couple of pair of her silk panties cause the felt good against my cock, but other than underwear and bras there wasn’t anything else there. I was kind of upset; I thought I would find a vibrator or something in there, but nothing. After almost giving up on finding anything of that nature I checked the top drawer to her night stand and found a tube of KY, It looked really old and the top wouldn’t open, the bottom drawer revealed the prize I was searching for. There was red dildo small compared to what I had. I picked it up and smelled it I noticed that the dildo was very brittle and that I could pinch pieces of the rubber off. I thought to myself damn this thing is old as hell; I bet Granny hasn’t had sex in a long time. I put the dildo back and took the panties and oil back to the guest room, As I lay there stroking my meat, thinking about My Granny sucking and swallowing my cum. Unfortunately, before I could bust my nut, I heard Grannies car pull into the drive way and I knew I had to return the panties. I hurried and put everything back the way it was, and laid back down trying to fake sleep, I could tell she was standing over me. Granny didn’t say a word just felt my head and went down stairs. I fell back asleep before I knew it, when I woke up I put my clothes back on and was on my way back down to the living room, when I heard my Granny in her bed room calling my name. I stopped dead in my tracks thinking that she knew I was in there fooling around. “Yes”, I said “Can you bring me glass of water”, she asked. I just nodded and went to the kitchen. I got her a glass but then saw a cup, I thought to myself, so as I poured water from the pitcher into the cup, I started releasing my pants, setting the cup on the floor I crouched over it and started to jerk off as quietly as possible. I relaxed my eyes and started to think of anything and everything that made me horny, soon I felt my body tighten up and I was shooting my baby juice into the cup all but a few drops made it in. After I milked the rest of my dick juice into the cup, I quickly got up and straightened myself. In her room Granny didn’t even notice how long it took, she didn’t take her eyes away from the TV either, she just grabbed the cup and took a long drink, then looked in the cup as if there was something wrong with the water. The continued to drink, handing me the cup back she said thank you. I just smiled and left the room, the rest of the afternoon went with out anything special happening. My Dad picked me up and we went home that night lying in the bed all I could think about was how I could get to have sex with my Granny with out rapping her. Soon I drifted off to sleep. To be continued………………………………

My story starts back in 2013 i had a cousin peggy that lived a county over. We talked on the phone a lot after I hooked her up with a friend. He lied to her a lot about coming to see her. So she would text me asking about Tony and crying about him lying to her. At this time I was traveling around the country for my job and was going text from her crying about him so I text her back and said fuck him if he doesn't want your pussy I'll come see you when I get back from newyork and lick the lips off of it. My boss and best friend was on the job with me. I showed him the messages and told him that was going on and he looked at me and said the best blowjob I ever had was from your cousin and started laughing. I looked at him and said different cousin. He replied I know just wanted to brag about Rebecca sucking me for some money to buy heroin but if you snag her share with your buddy. I got you Bob. So I get a message back that said you are crazy LOL so I sent back a dick pic. I don't have a foot long cock but I have 9 and it is almost 3 inches around and I know how to use it want to fuck for hours and not cum do some heroin. Want to cum so hard that you get lite headed switch to meth or x. Picture sent to her and I get a response holy shit you want to destroy my little pussy and asshole with that I don't know. I looked at Bob and said hook line and sinker ha ha ha. He says quite lying call her up on speaker phone and let's see. I hit the call button and she picks up and I said how can I destroy your pussy with this little thing I got. The camera adds 10 inches It won't hurt you. All she keeps saying is you are crazy. So I said how long has it been since you got fucked really good. She said it had been almost a year since she had sex and 3 years since she had a good dicking. I was like damn girl I'm going to get you high and fuck every hole you have. At this time I am still testing the waters so I start asking for her pussy’s resume what have you done what would you like to try and where is your limit at. She was damaged so I knew I could do what I wished to her SCORE. We talked the rest of the trip back from newyork. I went home and blew her off cause I had a old lady that I lived with but wasn't faithful to. She had a problem with me not going to bed for a few weeks at a time and while she was sleeping I was smoking meth by the oz. And fucking everything that I could get my dick in. When you have a nice size bag of meth on you at all times pussy attacks you. Well about 8 months later I stop by my mom's house and she tells me that peggy is moving in with them. I'm tweaked when she told me this and all I'm thinking is well I got to backup all the shit I talked now. So she moves in and i stop by and get them high 2 or 3 times a week when I'm in town I try to get peggy away with me and my mom is greedy and there is no way in hell she is going to get a hit more than her. She acted like peggy was a little kid they told her where she was allowed to go no one was allowed to stay the night and she paid half of the bills. So I call peggy at about 2 in the morning and asked her if she wanted to smoke a boat. She said she couldn't cause my mom and her husband was asleep. I said I got Rachel's car (my old lady) and she won't be awake till 5:30to go to work. She said they would lock the door on her if she left. I said go out the back door and be quite if they lock you out beat the door down and make them get up and let you in. She was still scared but wanted the buzz so I said I'll be there in 10 minutes be outside if not I'll get them up and smoke without you. I pulled up and there she was ready to go. She gets in the car and quickly asked where the boat is guess she's been tricked before. I pointed at the center console and she said is that real. That's the biggest bag I have ever seen. I looked at her and said no I carry around a bag of sugar all the time dumbass. Let me get outside of town and I'll get this boat floating. So I pull out on the street and turn at the red light and she has my drugs in her hand and turns the dome lights on as I drive through town at 2:30 in the morning a wanted felon for drug possession. She has the bag up by the light showing it to anyone that looked that way when we passed the only cop working my window was down so I stuck my arm out and waved. I had been wanted for 2 years in a little town and only one cop in the county even knew my name and I wanted to keep it that way. So when a cop passed me I would wave and laugh at them when they waved back and went on. Me waving distracted him enough that he didn't see my fed case size bag that this dumb bitch is showing the world. I hit the light and said I would have beaten you close to death before I made them catch me probably kill me cause I'm out there today. We hit the highway and leave out of town I pull in my driveway and fix up a boat and pull out. I call my uncle down the road and said that I needed to come out and use the upstairs. He said it's too early and hell no. I was like ok fuck you. So there was a dead end road I n the middle of nowhere that had a field that I parked in and turned out the lights and shutdown the car. Turned on the dome light and started smoking. By this time i am horny as hell decide that peggy will get me off she just doesn't know it yet. So the boat is gone and she is asking for more so I'm like slow down we will smoke another one in a minute I got to get out and stretch my legs. I get out and she does too. I walk to the back of the car she is leaning against it talking to me begging for a boat to take home with her. I said you got money she said no so I'm thinking about the porn I watched before I picked her up. Cousin forced to fuck. I'm a bit of a hillbilly porn star and i know I got enough meth to keep her from going to the cop's and say I raped her which was about to happen. I get my dope and put some in a foil for her. I set it on the trunk and as soon as she grabbed for it I pushed her against the car and bent her over held her down and said there is what you want now I'm going to get what I want!!!! I grabbed her pants and pulled them down to her ankles took my knee and spread her legs apart. She had no panties on. My cock was rock hard and there was a lot of precum in my boxers. I drop my pants and shove my dick in her. The thrill of rapeing her was such a thrill that I was ready to blow when I got the head in. But I held back with everything I had an pounded her pussy till it got sore which only took about 3 minutes before I gaped her out a little. She was screaming with pleasure and i could not hold back anymore so I grabbed her by the hair and turned her around and put her on her knees and pushed my cock in her mouth and as soon as I did I had the most intense orgasem I have ever felt in my life. I cumed so much that she could not swallow fast enough and choked and had cum hanging out of her nose down her chin and I was still shooting so I pulled out and shoot the rest on the tail lights of the car. She finished choking and swallowed the cum cause I made her. Peggy looks at me with her pants still down and said how many girls have you raped ? I said none they all give me that pussy. You wanted this dick so it's not rape. She looked at me and said yes it was and do you know why ? Cause I have always wanted a man to take my pussy and fuck me like a whore. When she said that I instantly got hard again so I grabbed her slammed her on to the trunk again and spit on my dick and shoved it up her ass

This Is a true story about the first time I shot up meth and had sex. I know drugs are bad so save the info for someone who gives a Fuck! The names of people are not there real names. Hope you like my story(: We just got home after getting the shit. I made sure the door was locked and the A/C was on. Frank went strait to the bedroom and started getting shit ready. When Frank was getting it ready for us I undressed and covered up with my blanket. "baby I can you just once shoot up please BELIVE me you will not regret it!" Frank asked "Im kinda scared baby." "promise it wont hurt" "baby are you you ready?" Frank asked "yes I'm as ready as I can" I added trying not to be nervous. "let me see your arms. Ok ready" he said. "your gonna wanna fuck all day and never want to stop. Oh hunnie BELIVE me it will be the best sex you have ever felt! My first time with you baby its so special!"added Frank I didn't feel the needle go in or go out. I had a RUSH of different feelings threw out my body that I never felt before. I felt HORNY AS HELL and threw off the blanket. I felt as if I was on a cloud. Everything got real intense. I got really hot, tunnel vision and the sounds around me got really intense. It felt like you do when you pass out. It made me instantly wet. I instantly cummed all over. All I wanted was to get fucked!! I grabbed my Vib and slid it in my wet pussy. Moaning and cumming instantly as I orgasm from my Vib. "baby you ready" as he was leaning over my body smiling. "Fuck me fuck me Frank!" I yelled I threw out my Vib. He slid his dick in me and began to thrust real fast. He was thrusting so fast It felt like someone was pushing the fast forward button. I was cumming every couple of seconds. I kept having small orgasms that I used to when I was sober having sex. "ohh baby don't stop! It feels so great Frank!" i screamed as more cum came out. "you like this baby." Frank said. "doggy?! I asked He shook his head. As I turned around he rammed his 9" inch cock in my little pussy. I never could handle doggy before this night. "Ooooh ooooo baby ahhh it feels wonderful" he had me screaming He grabbed me around the chest and I could feel his cock get deeper. Then began thrusting harder. All I could do was moan and cum. My body began shaking. I was at the full/big orgasm when he stoped ramming me. I could feel i was cumming a lot more! My juices were pouring out of me. He was sucking on my pussy licking my clit and loved every minute of it. There was so much cum on his face when he looked up. "baby your juices taste so good!" Frank said with a big smile on his face. We must have been moving really really fast because the air mattress was almost flat! He took some cum with his hands and stroked his dick.Thinking to myself I thought damn his cock is even more huge! His cock was 11" inches now. He pulled me to the edge of the bed. Putting my feet by his neck. I grabbed on to his arms. He rammed his huge dick in my cum dripping pyssy. He was thrusting so hard it felt like I was cumin every second. My pussy felt like it was on top of the world. When he was thrusting he took his hand and was rubbing my clit. "baby baby I feel it coming" I said to Frank in between moans and my body shaking my breathing got more heavy and everything got real intense. "what's coming?" he asked. He must have felt it coming. The next thing I know is I was squirting all over. He was down there sucking on my wet pussy. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it. It was so hard and big. I put my mouth over his dick sucking on his tip. He was moaning. He took his fingers and slid them in my pussy. Ramming me with is hand. Then he threw me down. "I love you baby" he said " I love you too Frank" "ooh Frank!" I screamed when after he jammed his cock in me. "wait Frank I gotta go pee." I said "really baby why!" "I'll be right back promise!" I couldn't almost stand up. I tried to ran to the bathroom. When I sat down i got a small all over body orgasm. It lasted for a while. When I got back in the room Frank was standing up. "come here baby." I walked over to him. "laydown and put your feetbehind your head!" he added Next thing I knew he was thrusting. "fuck ohhhhh fuck!" I screamed "you like this huh?! You like it harder !?" Frank asked There was cun runing down into my face and back. I was moaning and cumming everywhere. Frank picked me up and threw me back on the bed. He put my legs to the side. He started thrusting. He was moaning louder. "oh baby your pussy feels so good wraped tight around my dick!" "ahhh baby baby baby yes I love your tight pussy" " baby I think I'm bout to cum."Frank said He started moving faster and harder. I was cumming and moaning. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was breathing hard. Then he let a big load go inside of me. "baby how soon can we go and fuck again?!" I asked "let me go get some water to drink and we can fuck agin." Frank said

It all started about five years ago,I was 18 yrs old when my mom had another birthday party at her house. I was over helping my brothers prepare the gifts that everyone had brought over.Everyone else was pretty much laughing and joking and having a good time.Pretty soon I was in the house was alone.I heard my Aunt Lisa come in.Aunt Lisa was at the time 37 yrs old,small B cup breast,petite body,and a gorgeous round ass being held up by 2 of the most beautiful legs one could ever see in his entire life.I had a huge crush on Aunt Lisa for years,but she was family.I heard Aunt Lisa say I have to piss soo bad.She then asked me if anyone was in the bathroom.I nodded,"No,not that no of"She assked me to check for her.As sure as I was,there was no one in there.She walked in the bathroom and left the door cracked open.I was still getting gifts together when I heard my Aunt Lisa call me.She haven't even gotten undressed to use the bathroom yet."Come talk to me while I use the bathroom,it ain't like its something you never seen before."I haven't seen her before,not in that state.She pulled up her miniskirt and revealed she wasn't wearing any panties."Look baby,no panties,easy access is what I tell my daughter this is",she explained.She called me over right before she let go and told me to look."Watch how my pee come out my pussy",she told me. Just by her telling me this made my dick rock hard. I leaned over and watched the stream of piss flow from her freshly shaved pussy.My dick kept growing and growing.I knew she wasn't drunk because she didn't drink.Now I'm wondering where all this is coming from.She stood up while piss was still pouring from her beautiful pussy."I think someone is getting turned on and I don't mean me,"she said.She finshed up and wiped and flushed the toilet."Take caree of that ,Tiger,"she told me. Later that evening,everyone was starting to leave.I went inside the house to wrap up a takeaway plate for the next day.Aunt Lisa came in behind me and whispered in my ear that she has been holding her piss for hours just for me.My dick jumped straight so fast that it gave me chills."Take me home and I'll show you things I need done for future references."she said softly.So I grabbed my keys and took her home.Besides getting out and going straight to the bathroom,she went and put put on a skimpy pink pastel thong and called me to the bathroom.She asked,"You want to see what I enjoy doing when I'm alone?" "Hell yeah,"I responded sexily.She pulled the thong revealing a thick camel toe.I looked down at he panty clad pussy and she began to piss straight through her pink thong.Isaw the thong getting darker and darker from the saturation of her pee.The fabric could not contain a stream that has been held for hours and it penetrated the thong and was hitting the toilet water like buckshot.Oh my what a beautiful site.I didn't know watching a woman piss would turn me on especially when they piss through their panties.She started to rub the wet thong against against her clit while she was still peeing.I was watching the whole time while rubbing my hard cock through my shorts."Let me see it?" she said enticingly.I pulled my dick from my shorts and she told tom to come closer.Her warm mouth aroused me even more as soon as it was wrapped around my waiting manhood.I'm about 8 1/2 in long and she took me balls deep.The second time she kinda gagged but dove right back on it like a true soldier.She gagged again,this time she took her time.I felt my cock swelling in her mouth and I was getting close to cumming but I didn't tell her anything.I started fucking her throat and I came fiercely in her mouth.She opened her mouth showing what I had left in there.She closed her mouth and swallowed 4 times before she got it all down."Man you taste better than I thought",she said.I couldn't believe what was going on so I pinched myself on a sly just to she if it was real,it wasShe removed her wet panties and ringed out the clearish yellow liquid from them.I moved up behind her while she was facing the sink.I put the head of my dick in her pussy and she slammed back into it as she let out a loud moan.I started fucking the living shit out of her pussy. I kept hitting bottom and tried to go further.She was screaming and moaning in pain and ecstasy while I was banging her guts.All of a sudden she told me to stop and that she wanted to try something new.I was thinking,hell,you're thirtysomething,single,and beautiful as hell,what haven't you tried before?I guess I sadi that a bit too loud because she answered"ANAL!!" At first I frowned at the idea,but then I thought .... hmmmm .... maybe its like fucking a tight pussy.But I was wrong.We went into her bedroom and she pulled out the KY Jelly.She lubed up 1 of her fingers and began rubbing around her tight little rose bud.I watched her asshole pucker like a set of lips.Then I watched her finger go in and out of her ass slowly and gradually picked of speed.The she added a finger and did the same process.She slowly removed her fingers and her hole was wide open.She relubed 3 fingers this time and inserted them one at a time until she got all 3 of them in.She told me to lube up and get ready beacuse she want to feel my rock hard dick deep in her asshole.As she removed her fingers,I lounged my dick deep in her ass.She gasped in pain and I was loving it.I had her legs over her head and pretty soon she got use to it.She told me to make her gape wide open while she kept her ass spreaded apart.I was hammering with everything I had.I had her asshole so wide,I took a hairbrush handle and fucked her ass with it and she didn't notice until I switched back.I kept fucking her gaping hole until U wasn't hitting the sides anymore.I was about to cum when she reached back and inserted 2 fingers in her asshole while my dick was still in her.It felt as if she was stretching it even more.Finally I came in her ass and pulled out to she her newly ruined asshole that I made.While my cum was oozing from her asshole,she reached back and stuck her whole hand in her ass.I later learned that was called fisting.I jerked my dick and came all over her hand and asshole.The cum ran inside her asshole.I laid beside her. I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot I left my headlights on.I had to spend a night.We talked until we went to sleep.The next morning is a whole different story.......

At the age of 15 I had discovered the joys of wanking (masturbation) and began to wank almost every day, my thoughts whilst doing the deed were usually of a few girls in the same class as me or my English Teacher (another story about that later). Anyways I decided I would need a porn mag for visual aid as I jerked off. So I set about getting one. My local newsagents was run by this evil old bastard who hated kids and scared the hell out of us nearly every day on the way to school. I knew there would be no chance of me being able to buy one at my age so I stole it from his shop. That day at school I resisted temptation to look at it until I got home (I had a bedroom in the loft/attic which I could carry out my deed undisturbed by my parents or sisters). Rushing up to my bedroom after I got home, and putting on some heavy metal music. I got undressed, sat down and began to read, if you could call it that, my first porn mag. The sight of these ladies exposing themselves and using toys on themselves got me so horny I got my cock out and began to wank, slowly turning the pages making sure I saw every cunt, tit and ass on each page. My cock was standing proud at 7 and a half inches in my hand as I slowly carressed my shaft. I was half way through the mag and got to that issues Model of the Month. That is when I spotted my Auntie. HOLY CRAP! thats my Auntie Helen, at first I didnt know what to do, it was my Auntie, my mums younger sister, she was using a different name but I was 100% sure that was my Auntie Helen. I couldnt turn the page I just stared at the picture of her with her legs up behind her head using her fingers to spread apart her shaven pussy. My cock started throbbing and I began to wank furiously just staring at My Auntie's inviting cunt. I came so hard and shot my load all over my bare chest. I wiped up my mess and just kept flicking through my Auntie Helens 6 page section, over and over again. I was impressed by how great her body was, I had never looked at my Auntie like that or even had the slightest sexual thought about her. Questions ran through my mind Does the family know? Is that really her? When did she do this? and Why? So I thought maybe I should go ask her about it. I went downstairs for tea and watched a bit of TV not really concentrating on both, My sister, Kelly who is 2 years younger than me said I must have a girlfriend and that I was in love, I told her to shut up. That night before I went to bed I had another wank whilst looking at my Aunties section this time I muttered her name as I did. At school all I could think about was my Aunties porn modelling and decided I had to go confront her about it but how could I get there? She moved to the other side of town with my cousin Rachel after her divorce 2 years ago. I spent all day trying to plan on how I could get there. but then luck was on my side. I got home and My Mum and Dad said they were going to a retirment party and would be gone all night for one of my Dads work collegues and it was up country. So me and my sis were going to stay with my Aunite Helen and Cousin Rachel. I pretended I was offended and that I could look after me and my sis for one night but my Mum told me to go pack some clothes and that I was going round there straight after School the next day. Kelly was really excited about hanging out with Rachel who was just one year older than her and was running around all giggly. I went to my room and packed some clothes and I put my porn mag right at the bottom of my bag. Next day at school time dragged forever. I watched every minute go past on the clock. Eventually Kelly and Me were picked up and taken round my Aunties. The sight of my Auntie opening the door in tight jeans and a tight white t-shirt would be one I would treasure forever. She was 33 and had long golden blonde hair down to her shoulder blades, her tits must have been 34d and with curves to kill for. My Parents did the usuall gossipping with my Auntie as me and my sis were dragged off by Rachel who wanted to show us their new swimming pool. After my parents had left my Auntie showed me the guest room where I would be staying (Kelly was sleeping in the same room as Rachel) we all went for a swim. I was hoping Auntie Helen would join us but she didnt, although my cousin did look like a younger version of her which caused a few stirrings in my pants. After something to eat and a bit of TV it was time for bed. I sat in my room for a while before getting out my porn mag, I went straight to my favourite section, which you all by now should know, and began to wank. It had crossed my mind to show my auntie but I kept chickening out. I was half way through when my Auntie knocked on the door, quickly hiding the mag under my sheets and pulling them up so they covered my hard on I confirmed to her it was ok to come in. She walked in wearing a Dressing Gown and her hair was wet (just been in the shower) She sat on the bed next to me and asked if I was ok, I said I was so my Auntie then asked seeing as you are older than the girls would like to come watch a Horror movie with me I wont tell your Mum. I confirmed I would and I will be down in a bit, she smiled and went to tickle me Why what you hiding she joked next thing I know my Auntie pulls on my sheets and my porn mag drops to the floor. She bends down and picks it up, she looks at it intently for a few seconds and flicked through a couple pages then she must have got to her section she paued looked at it then Ordered me downstairs to the lounge I ran downstairs my heart was pounding I was so scared what was she going to do. She came down a few seconds later and stood in front of me as I cowarded on the sofa. "where did you get this?" she finally asked "I stole it from a shop" I muttered nearly crying "Really and what for" I didnt know what to say, I was begining to panic so I blurted out "I didnt know you were in there, I wont tell anyone please dont tell my mum" "so you know its me then?" "yes" I mumbled "and what did you think?" I looked up, she didnt look as angry as before, I smiled weakly and said I thought she was the best lady in there. My auntie stepped closer and handed me back the magazine. "show me what you do while looking at my pictures" she ordered I couldnt believe my ears, was she asking me to wank in front of her, "p p p pardon" I finally managed to get out. "show me what you do, I am guessing you play with yourself" Those words had a strange effect on me, I could feel my cock begining to harden slowly (it had gone flaccid when I thought I was in trouble) I pulled my cock out and began to stroke it whilst looking at my aunties pictures. my cock grew and grew to its full size and I began to pump my hand up and down my shaft, then the magazine is snatched from my hands my Auntie kneels on the floor in front of me and puts my cock in her mouth, her lushy lips gently clamp over my shaft as her head slowly bobs up and down. I could feel myself about to cum already, "Auntie stop" I cry " I am going to cum" but instead of stopping she got faster, sucking hard on my cock , I could feel my nuts tighten and my shaft swell as i was going to shoot my load. I closed my eyes and fired my hot semen into my aunties throat, she carried on sucking away swallowing up every drop and after a few seconds looked up, she stood up, walked to the kitchen, got something out the fridge and started walking upstairs, come to my room she whispered over her shoulder, I noticed she was undoing her Dressing Gown as she walked up stairs. I sat there on the sofa my cock fading into a semi hanging out my boxer shorts, I stood up and walked after my Auntie, Mag in hand. I got to her room and was told to shut the door behind me, she was lying naked across her bed with her legs wide apart and some squirty whipped cream over her pussy Lick it off she said. I nervously approached her and knelt on the cushion my Auntie had kindly left on the floor for me my mouth inches from her pussy. "use your tounge, bite eat or suck the cream of my cunt" she demanded I began to lick away, my tounge touching her pussy lips as I consumed the cream, I noticed another taste enter my mouth at first it tasted a bit strange but I grew to like it, I noticed my auntie was using her fingers to rub the top part of her pussy as I did this, she was moaning. I could feel my cock getting hard again. My auntie then re-positioned herself on the bed and told me to get on top, bringing her knees up to her chin she told to place my cock on her pussy, I did and she put a leg either side of my head resting them on my shoulders, I felt her hand move my cock about until I felt my tip push through her pussy lips. Now push your cock in she said as she stared into my eyes. Using my hips and grabbing her thighs I pushed until I felt my cock slide into her wet pussy, her cunt gripped tightly on my shaft as I slide my length in. "My your wider than I thought" she smiled after biting her bottom lip "Its been a while since I been with a man" "this is my first time" I told her "OK now pull you cock out slowly till you are near the end" she guided me "and then slide it back in deep" I did as she said, it felt good, with every pump my auntie moaned a bit. She moved my hands to her breasts and was told to squeeze them and I slide my cock in her. Again I did as I was told, slowly growing more confident and slowly picking up the pace of my thrusting. I fucked her for a while and was amazed I hadnt cum yet, usually a wank only lasts 10-15 minutes but I was still going strong after half an hour. My auntie stopped me and had a dirty smile on her face "I got an idea" she said as she leaned over to her bedside table and began rummaging around "seeing as this is your first time, I think I should give you the honour of one my first" Before I could reply she found what she was looking for and squirted some cold jelly substance on my cock and rubbed it all over she then got on her hands and knees and squirted some on her asshole, using a finger she pushed some of the substance up her ass, working her finger in a circle "Ok now slide your cock up there" I positioned myself behind her and put the tip of my cock against her asshole, I pushed the tip in but it slid out, I tried again but felt a lot of resistance, it wont go in I cried "Push really hard" Again I lined myself up and grabbing the base of my cockI pushed the tip into my aunties tight asshole I felt it give slightly and her tight ass swalloed up my throbbing bellend, "good baby" my auntie moaned "now slide your cock in my ass slowly" I pushed the rest of my shaft into my Aunties shithole, I watched as her hands that gripped her bed sheets the knuckles went red then white as they clenched really hard, I could hear a soft moan from her but couldnt tell if it was good or bad. I began to repeat the movemnet I had done previuosly on her pussy, slowly pumping my cock in and out, her ass was a lot tighter and warmer than her pussy and I was feeling my cock swell as I was getting ready to cum, also I noticed abit of blood on my shaft as in pulled out her ass but I didnt say anything. "thats it baby, fuck me harder" my auntie pleaded I picked up my pace my cock pumping deep and hard into her ass, a few more seconds "I am going to cum" I told my Auntie in an apologetic way "just do it baby" she replied "just do it" I stopped trying to hold back and shot my hot liquid deep up her asshole, my cock swelling a bit wider as it did.I dug my fingers into my aunties butt cheeks as I felt my shaft empty my cum. I pulled out and fell in a collapsed heap next to my Aunt, she had tears in her eyes and muttered thank you to me. She then fell asleep and I went back to my bedroom stopping off in the bathroom to have a quick shower. Next Day my auntie acted like nothing had happened and I didnt dare bring it up, My Parents came and picked us up early in the afternoon. When I got to my room I opened my bag and realized I had left my porn mag at my Aunties in her bedroom, but there was something in my bag I hadnt seen before I opend it and there was 3 magazines all of which had my Auntie in inside one was a note from my Aunt saying "Keep this a secret and I will see you soon x x x". coming soon My Sex Adventures Part 2 - Sister and Me

Every neighborhood has that one house that all the stoners hang out at and party. In our neighborhood it was Jimmy’s’. His mom was a full born drunk and his dad had died a few years prior. As long as you kept his mom in beer she would drink till she passed out and we could party all we wanted. Jimmy had an older sister about 35 that had got married and moved out but lived just down the street and would often leave her two daughters at Jimmy’s house. Kathy had quit a reputation on the block but I will leave her story for later. This one is about Kelly and Kim. Kelly was 13 and had just got her rack that summer. She was a fair haired blond sweetie with big blue eyes and a tight little ass. Kim was 12 and while her tits were just starting to show she had a nice little ass that stuck out. She had brown hair and big pouty lips. I had known these girls all there lives and we would all swim in Jimmy’s pool when they were younger. When they were 4 or 5 they would swim naked and we would all try to keep from staring at there little pussies but when you’re 8 or 9 you cant help but look. They both wore bathing suites when they came over now and had become more of an annoyance now that I was 16. When we were 13 we thought it was funny to get the girls stoned but with the price of weed and never having enough to go around we had put an end to that and would tell them to leave us alone when we smoked out. As usual Jimmy, Rob and I were in Jimmy’s room passing around the bong, when in comes Kelly and Kim. “Let us have a hit” Kelly asks me. “No way” I tell her as I blow out a large cloud of smoke. “ oh come on, I will make the same deal with you that I made Jimmy” she says “ shut up and get out” Jimmy yells and points to the door. Jimmy was getting uptight big time so I had to ask her about this deal. Jimmy again told her to keep her mouth shut. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell them, I told Kim and she wants to play too.” “Dude we got to here this” Rob says as he chocks on a bong load. Jimmy is now just staring at Kelly with a look of anger and fear. This made Rob and me even more curious so I told Kelly I would give her a bong load if she told us. Kelly put her sweet lips to the bong and took a long hit. As she let out the smoke she smiled and said “I get naked and do stuff with Jimmy for bong loads” Jimmy’s face had know turned white as he waited to see what we would say. “ dude that’s assume why didn’t you tell us” Rob said, I pulled out my hole bag of weed and said “lets party” Jimmy started freaking out saying his sister will kick our ass if she finds out. “Don’t worry moms cool now somebody give me another hit” with that Kelly took off her bikini top and sat down between me and Rob her tits were perfect with small pink nipples that were rock hard. I could feel me dick getting hard in my pants as Rob handed Kelly the bong. “Hey my tities aren’t as nice as Kelly’s but I will let you guys look at my pussy for a hit” Kim took off her bikini bottoms and jumped on to the bed across from us so we could see her 12 yr old cunt. She had just started to get pubes and she had very large pussy lips that stuck out begging to be sucked. Jimmy had by now combed down and he sat down next to Kim and began to look closely at her pussy. I handed the bong to Kim but could not take my eyes off her tight young fuck hole. “Hey guys I’ve got a pussy too” and Kelly pulled down her bottoms to revile another sweet young cunt. Kelly had very fine blond pubs and you could see her wet pussy lips clearly. They did not stick out like Kim’s but still I had to get my tongue in that snatch. Rob asked Jimmy how far he had gone with Kelly but Jimmy did not answer as he had moved down to the floor and had his face right up to Kim’s cunt. He had pulled his swim trunks down and was stroking his cock as he stared at Kim’s big lips. This seemed to be the answer Rob and I needed so we dropped our trunks and both our hard dicks popped out. Kelly said Kim had never played with her and Jimmy but they had been licking each other since she was ten. If we promise to smoke them out they will show us. Jimmy had already stared to eat Kim’s cunt so we had to pull him off her so we could see the show. Kelly climbed on to the bed with her little sister and removed Kim small bikini top Kim’s tits had just started to grow and were not very big but she had huge nipples that got hard as Kelly licked and sucked them. I was now beating my dick trying hard not to cum yet. Jimmy and Rob were both stroking there cocks and this turned me on even more as I watched the heads of there dicks swell. Kelly kissed and licked her way down Kim’s small body and was soon sucking her pussy, she swung her legs around and the girls moved into a 69 position. It was clear that they knew what they were doing as both of there cute faces were covered in pussy juice. I asked Jimmy if he had fucked Kelly yet. “fuck yea dude I popped that cherry three months ago” “oh fuck I can’t stand it I got to cum” Rob moaned as he moved over to the bed the girls were on, Jimmy and I also got up and climbed on to the bed. Kelly stopped sucking her sister’s cunt and Rob put his dick in her face, Kelly grabbed his dick and pulled it to her mouth as she sucked and licked the head of his dick with her sweet lips. This was more than Rob could take and he started to groan as he began to pump load after load of hot come all over her face and mouth. This set Jimmy and me off and we both started to cum hard. Our loads covered the girls and some even hit the wall next to the bed. We all fell in a pile of sweat and cum. Kelly and Kim climbed out from under us and went right to our stash. They sat there and smoked our dope laughing about how they had knocked us out. “Kelly you promised you would show me how to suck Jimmy’s thingy” said Kim. Kelly said ok she put down the bong and moved back to the bed were the three of us were now all sitting up. “its just like licking a popsicle but you got to get it hard first” Kelly grabbed Jimmy’s dick and began to stroke it, sone it began to get hard as she put her head closer. “Than you just lick it up and down” she was now licking the shaft and worked her way up to the head of his cock. Her mouth covered the tip of Jimmy cock and she slowly moved her mouth down his dick into her throught. Jimmy let out a moan as Rob and I sat on either side of them beating our dicks hard. “Looks like she knows what she is doing” Rob said “I want to try! I want to try” Kim said with her little girl voice; she jumped up and grabbed Robs dick. She began licking it up and down and soon had the head in her mouth sucking it like a lollypop. Kelly took Jimmy’s dick out of her mouth just long enough to tell Kim to be careful with her teeth. I now climbed down on the flour behind these two little cock suckers and moved Kelly up on all fours. This gave me a great view of her fuck hole and I began to work my toung up and down her sweet pussy lips. I could not believe how good she tasted and I soon had my toung deep in her cunt, I licked her clit and she was now squirming as she contued to suck Jimmy cock. I heard Kim say “I want to suck Uncle Jimmy cock” and her and Kelly switched places. There before my eyes were now the most buitefull pussy I had ever seen in my young life. Her lips were huge and she was clearly aroused from all the sex play. She had almost no pubes so her cunt and asshole were shinny and clean. I moved my face down to her sweet hole and began to poke my tongue in and out of her cunt. Her hot juice began to cover my mouth as I sucked her big pussy lips. I had never eaten an asshole before but the sight before me was so hot that I was soon licking her shit hole clean. In a deep voice that I did not expect from this little girl she moaned out “oh Kelly he’s got his toung up my poop hole ohhhhhhh” her body began to shack and quiver. I slowly began to move my finger into her pussy while I licked her asshole. I could now feel her hymen and knew I had to be the one to bust this cherry. She pulled away at first but then began to relax and move back and fourth on my finger. I began to worry I would bust her this way so I moved behind her and placed my hard dick head between her big virgin pussy lips. Kelly who was still sucking Robs dick noticed what I was about to do to her sister and said “ just hold still and it will only hurt for a second” she stopped sucking Rob and rapped her arms around her mid section as if to hold her for me. Kim stopped sucking Jimmy and gave her sister a slow kiss. “Please go slow it’s a lot bigger than your finger.” Kim said in a low voice. There was a strange quit in the room as we all watched me slide the head of my dick into Kim’s hole. She started to pull away but Kelly held her tight and I could now feel the skin of her hymen blocking my dicks way. “Pound that little fuck hole” Rob yelled out as he stroked his cock hard. “Please no” Kim cried “don’t worry I will go easy sweetie” Than with one hard thrust I pushed past her virginity and deep into her hole. She let out a half moan half cry and I could feel her hot mix of juices on my balls. I began to move slowly in and out picking up more speed with each stroke. “See I told you it would not hurt for long” Kelly assured her sister. Kelly than pushed Jimmy back on the bed and climbed on top of him. She moved her pussy over his dick and sat down on his cock with one stroke. The sight of her sister getting fuck for the first time had her so hot she was now riding Jimmy like a bucking bronco. Rob jumped up on the bed next to them and crammed his dick in Kelly’s mouth as he watched me fuck Kim from behind. I slid my dick out off Kim and lifted her small body up on the bed; she laid back her eyes red with tears. I sucked her hard nipples and moved my dick in position to finishes off her first fuck. I could see a small amount off blood on my cock as I slid it back in her tight pussy. Kim put her legs around me and held me tight as I pumped her hard and steady. I could her Kelly, Rob and Jimmy next to me grunting panting and moaning but my focus was on cumming in this hot little pussy. It was so tight that I was concerned that I would rip her apart but soon as my balls started to tighten up cumming was all that mattered. “Do it, do it, do it” “fuck her hard dude cum in that hole” Rob said over and over. I grabbed Kim’s ass hard and began to fill her with fuck juice. She let out a little cry as I pushed her hard into the bed trying to get all the cum in my dick as deep as I could inside her. When I was done I kissed her softly and rolled off her my now limp cock sliding out. Before Kim had a chance to catch her breath Rob pulled his dick out of Kelly’s mouth and pounced on her. “Now your little pussy is mine” Rob grabbed Kim’s legs and spread them wide. He slammed his dick all the way in her cum filled cunt hard as she screamed out in pain. Her hole took his dick easily but the pounding he was giving her was too much for her to take. Kelly jumped off Jimmy and went to her sister’s aid. “What the fuck are you doing asshole stop it your hurting her” Kelly tried to pull Rob off her sister. “Get this bitch off of my” shouted Rob. Jimmy grabbed Kelly from behind and got her up on all fours. I helped push her away from Rob and Kim and grabbed Kelly around the waist the same way she had held her sister for me. Jimmy slammed his dick hard into her cunt. Rob eased up a little on Kim but still continued to fuck her like a madman while Jimmy did the same to Kelly. Both girls had no chance of fighting back as the too young boys fuck like animals. I held Kelly and played with her tits, I could feel every thrust of Jimmies dick as he pumped her over and over. Rob began to cry out “oh fuck my dick is going to explode” Jimmy screamed “fuck, fuck, fuck you cunt here it comes” he than filled Kelly’s pussy with a huge load of cum. “you wanted to do some loads with us, well here is a load you won’t forget” Rob said as he pumped Kim faster and faster. Rob let out a grunt as he began to cum in Kim after his first burst he pulled his dick out and let lose with a blast of cum right on Kim’s cute face. Two more squirts came after that and Kim’s face was covered with his cum. The two girls lay almost passed out on the bed as Rob, Jimmy and I moved over to our stash. Rob filed the bong passed it to me and said “looks like we got the last laugh on this one” Kelly slowly sat up and said with a wicked little smile “ you think so huh well give me a bong load or I will tell my mom you fucked my baby sister, BUSTED”

Due to recent breakins my grandmother asked me to spend the weekend with her. I had no problem with this since I would be home alone anyway. I packed up my bag and left out. During the drive over there I decided to stop and freshen up. I always had a thing for my huge granny and I love to impress her. I pulled into the driveway and saw that huge ass bent over pulling weeds in the Garden. I got out of my car and gave her a hug. She hugged me rather tight and pressed those huge double E breasts up against me. They were so saggy that I felt them up against my dick and I loved every second of it. I went inside and told her to get ready because we were going out tonight. "You taking Granny out on a date?" she asked in a flirtatious tone. "Hell yea....we're going to have a ball together." I shot back with a wink. She went upstairs and got dressed and I hopped in the shower and did the same. I put on a tight burgundy polo shirt that showed off my large chest and arms, with fitted jeans, and a Kango hat. I didn't wear a fitted because I wanted to dress a little older if you catch my drift. I sprayed some cologone and sat on the couch to wait for her. She came downstairs in a tight red skirt, 5 inch open toed heels, and she even added a few streaks of red in her hair. I couldn't help but stare at her freshly painted toes. "You like the polish huh?' she said with a smile "No.....I love it!" I shot back "I thought you would. You ready to go?" She asked "Yep lets hit the road gorgoeus" We got in the car and began laughing and talking and catching up on old times. After bout fifteen minutes we arrived at her favorite restaraunt....Olive Garden. She loved Itilian food. We sat down and I ordered a bottle of wine and a salad. Right after the waitor left I felt it! Grandma had placed her foot on my dick. She began stroking my dick with her foot under the table! I was in pure heaven. "I don't want you to think Granny is crazy but I haven't been out with a man in years. For one night only I'm not your Granny, I'm your date. How does that sound?" She asked with a smile. "Sounds like I'm the luckiest man here" I responded. She smiled again and began sipping her wine. We shared some more laughs, ate our food and left out. I didn't want the night to end so I took her to one of my favorite night clubs. After waiting on the long line we finally got in and we both hit the bar. We had a few drinks and hit the dance floor. I got behind her and wrapped my hands around her waist. She began grinding and gyrating up against my dick. I held her close and whispered in her ear while kissing her neck. We danced almost the entire night without leaving the dancefloor. Neither one of us wanted the night to end. We danced to R.Kelly, 50 Cent, and a little Marvin Gaye. My hold on her got tighter and tighter. Once the bartender made his last call we both had one more drink then headed out. We left out and I drove us back to her house. "Did you have a good time tonight Gram?" "Only the best thanks to my handsome date" she responded. "My feet are killing me from all the dancing!" She said while kicking her shoes off. "Would a foot massage help? I asked hoping to get my hands on those massive feet. "Anything to get your hand on old Granny huh?" she said. I winked and sat down on the couch. She sat on the other end and placed her foot ontop of my dick. It felt great! I rubbed and massaged her feet for about fifteen minutes. Her skirt then rose up and I saw it. I now had a perfect view of my Granny's hairy pussy. She wasn't wearing any panties! I was now as hard as a rock. I knew she saw me looking but when I looked up I noticed that she was asleep! I knew that this was my only chance! I began licking the bottoms of her feet and sucking her toes. I loved every second of it. I began to lick and suck on every toe of both feet. I pulled my dick out and slid it between her feet and pumped faster and faster harder and harder then I stopped and began stroking my dick while sucking her toes. "You really love Granny's Toes dont ya?" My heart dropped.....My heart began racing a mile a minute, and I was speechless. "I'm sorry Gram I.... I didn't mean....I thought....." I didn't know what to say. "Don't stop...Granny Likes it baby." She said with a wink. That was all I needed to hear. I began to nurse on the bottoms of her feet. While I sucked her toes she let out a loud moan.. "uhhhhhhhhhh.....Ohhhh shit! Dont stop! Granny loves the way you suck her toes!" She yelled. She then began to play with her pussy. Once I saw this I started to stroke my dick. We were both really turned on. When she couldn't take anymore she stood up ripped off her skirt and led me upstairs to her bedroom. In front of me was this huge ass that I had only fantasized about. Once we got up to her bedroom she began to kiss me passionatly. She slid her tongue in my mouth and I returned the favor.While kissing I reached back and gave that huge ass a squeeze. I then began to suck on those huge breasts of hers. "OOH YES.....I LIKE IT...SUCK ON GRANNYS TITTIES BABY!" She yelled loudly. She laid back on the bed and I spread her legs apart. I slid my rock hard dick inside and began to fuck her while sucking on her toes. Again she started to yell. "OH BABY THATS IT! SUCK GRANDMAS TOES WHILE YOU FUCK THAT PUSSY! OOH YES IT FEELS SO GOOD! DON'T STOP PLEASE DONT STOP!" she screamed. We then began to suck her toes together. Our tongues danced across her toes and I began to fuck my grandmother harder and harder, faster and faster, I "GRAMS IMMA CUM ON THESE SEXXY ASS FEET!" I yelled out. "OH YES CUM ON GRANNY'S FEET" I pulled out and came all over her feet and toes while I rammed my tongue down her throat. We then held each other for the rest of the night. We repeated this over and over again that night. It was mindblowing! Love my Grandmother so much. Even until this day we meet up and have date night.....

We had our favorite swimming hole in Eastern Washington where I grew up. It was at the covergence of the two rivers near our town where the action of the currents had scoured out a large, deep bowl. Toward one direction the bank sloped down toward the river and the other way it sloped up to about 10 or 15 feet above the water. An old growth tree toward the high point of the bank had limbs out over the water, the largest of which had a two-inch diameter rope hung from it for swinging fun out over the river water. A bunch of us had been swimming there since we were in elementary school. It had always been common for the boys to swim naked while the girls swam in suits. We all came from farming backgrounds of one sort or another and a childhood of dealing with farm animals left all of us with little to wonder about male anatomy, what it was for, and how it worked. So it was just an accepted thing for us and pretty much non-sexual until we got older. In the fall of our senior year it matured. Janice, Joseph, Patricia, Christine, and I were hitting the swimming hole almost every afternoon that September. As always, Joseph and I were naked while the girls all had on bikinis. Taking turns swinging out over the water and dropping from the rope, Joseph climbed back up the bank with a partial erection. While such occurrences had been pretty much ignored in the past, Christine started making comments about it which set the other girls laughing. Watching this, I began to engorge, too, which when noticed by the girls set them off even more. Christine, always the most forward of the three strolled over to Joseph and grabbed him by the penis, taunting him with "Is this all you've got?" Joseph had for a long time had the nickname Boner in the locker room due to his propensity to get semi-erect. He was also called pencil dick because his penis, up until that summer had always been very thin, just like he was, and not very long. When he came back from his grandparents' place at the end of the summer, it was obvious that he'd matured over the summer, putting on weight, gaining a lot of body hair, and while his penis was still on the lanky side like he was, it now stood out at least six inches in its semi-erect state. With Christine's hand wrapped around it his penis went fully erect and stood about seven or eight inches in her hand. With acompanying catcalls from all three girls, Christine let go of his penis and when they all looked at me, they saw that while I was nowhere near Joseph's proportions, I was fully erect, also. Christine yelled out "I wonder which one of them will come first?" With that, she grabbed the rope, swung out over the water and dropped in. When she resurfaced she shouted "Don't be a baby, Hut, come on in." I swung out on the rope and dropped into the water. When I resurfaced, Christine was all over me and I felt her hand pulling on my penis as she was laughing. I swam away from her toward the bank just as Joseph swung out on the rope and dropped into the water. When he surfaced after the drop, Christine was on him just as she had been on me. I saw Joseph react by wrapping his arms around her and taking them both under the water. They resurfaced apart and Joseph swam towrd the bank as I had. When I scrambled up the bank, penis fully erect, Janice grabbed it and pumped for several strokes before she let go and went after Joseph as he climbed up the bank. As I went back to the swinging rope, Patricia was holding it as far back from the water as she could and still reach it. She handed it to me and when I'd grabbed it with both hands she patted me on the bare ass as I left on my way out over the water. Into the water to repeat the stroking from Christine, followed by Joseph. We ran that cycle numerous times without much change other than it seemed that Patty had progressed from patting my bare ass to grabbing it rather firmly. Then on my next swing on the rope, as I grabbed the rope with both hands, she hugged me from behind, her front pressed up against my back, reached around with her left arm over my left shoulder and her right hand wrapped around my penis. I yelled "I'm going." She yelled "Let's go" and with that, I pulled myself, with her hanging on, up on the rope, lifted my legs and we both swung out over the water and dropped in. She kept a firm hug around me and a grip on my penis until we hit the water. I swam to the bank as Joseph was swinging out again. As I climbed out of the water and scrambled up the bank, I saw that Chris was behind me, heading for the bank and Patty was all over Joseph in the water. Jan met me at the top of the banks, grabbing my penis again and pumping it, which delayed me enough that Chris caught up and grabbed both cheeks of my ass. She was laughing as she asked "You ready to produce yet, Hut? We need to service our old milk cow back home." With Joseph coming up the bank, Jan let go of me and met him and I headed toward the rope. Chris was right behind me as I got to it and she got between me and the river facing me, wrapped both arms around my neck, hoisting herself up to wrap her legs around my hips. With her hugging on tight, we swung out over the water. In the water, she let go of me then grabbed my penis to pump it some before we both headed toward the bank. I looked up in time to see Joseph swing out over the water with Jan on him piggy back. Patty had already climbed out of the water and up the bank by the time Chris and I climbed out. She grabbed my penis and pumped it with her right hand while her left hand drifted down her crotch. She pumped me for probably a minute as she rubbed herself between her legs before Chris said "OK, that's enough" and pulled me away toward the rope. At the rope, Chris wrapped herself around me again but this time I could definitely feel her crotch pressing firmly on my erect penis as we swung out over the water and dropped in. The next time we were at the rope, again in the same embrace, she pressed her lips to mine and stuck her tongue almost down my throat. I responded and as we hit the water our tongues were playing with each other. We continued in that mode for awhile. Patty continued to pump both Joseph's and my penis at the top of the bank as she unabashedly played with herself. Then as I climbed out of the water for what was probably the twentieth time I saw that she had removed her bikini bottom and was playing with herself non stop. Back at the rope swing, I grabbed the rope and Chris grabbed me in the familiar embrace. She began kissing me and then I realized that she had removed her bikini bottom also and was trying to impale herself on me. I let go of the rope with my right hand and reached down around her left thigh and held my penis still for her and she easily slid it into her pussy. She began rocking her hips against me as we swung out over the water and dropped in. She maintained her embrace as we went under and I pulled us back to the surface with a couple of strong strokes. When our heads broke the surface she flipped her hair out of her face laughing as she pulled away from me and swam to the bank. As I was swimming over I looked up and saw Joseph swing out over the water with Jan wrapped in tight embrace around him without her bikini bottom. After passing Jan and getting a few pumps from her, I grabbed the rope and Chris jumped on me again, this time easily sliding my penis into her pussy and she stuck her tongue nearly down my throat. As she rocked her hips on me, I felt myself about to cum and told her quickly "I'm about to lose it!" and she jumped down off me. She grabbed my penis and pumped it solidly until I felt my testicals draw up and my penis pulse in her grip in one of the best orgasms I'd ever had up to that time in my life. Chris watched my cum spurt out onto the ground in front of me, slowed her pumping to a stop, and yelled "Hut did it!" to the others. To me she said "Nice one." Joseph, Jan, and Patty came over to the rope, Jan maintining a grip on Joseph's penis, Patty barely slowing her hand down, playing with herself as she walked. Jan began pumping Joseph rapidly and I could see his knees beginning to flex as he climbed toward orgasm. Chris joined Patty in playing with herself as she watched Jan pump Joseph. I heard Joseph say "Oh, damn" as he began to spurt an ample load onto the ground. Chris said "Hut beat him in time, but I think Joseph won out in quantity" and all three girls started laughing. Then she turned to me and said "You had your fun. Now what about us?" I asked "So what would three virgins like you want from us?" with a snicker. By way of answer, Chris hugged me, gave me a deep probing kiss, and replied "Your tongue feels real nice. Maybe we could find a use for it." With that she pushed me toward where our clothes and towels were hanging on bush. There she spread her towel out on the ground, pushed me down on it onto my back and straddled my chest. She moved up until my chin was buried in her bush and said "I think this'll work, don't you?" Unable to actually answer, I nodded my head and, began to lick the lips of her pussy softly, then probed as deeply as I could with my tongue. She began to rock her hips on me, grinding her pussy into my mouth as she said "Oh yeah. This definitely works." I reached up with my hands, pushed the bra of her bathing suit up and out of the way and began to enjoy her tits, one in each hand. I kept up the tongue action and tit massage until I felt Chris lose her rocking rhythm as her movements degenerated into spasms on my face. As she came she said "Oh, fuck me" several times in a row before stopping her movement altogether to just remain still on my mouth. I continued to lick her gently and slowly until she got up off me and said "Damn Hut, that was good." I started to sit up, saw Jan riding Joseph's face for all she was worth, then was pushed back down by Patty. "Not yet, Hut. You ain't finished here" was all she said as she straddled me and ground her pussy in my face. My jaw was beginning to hurt but I started flicking my tongue all about, around her lips, then as deep as I could, then around her lips again. I kept this up and realized that I felt like I was erect again. Chris must have noticed, too, because I felt her hand on it, pumping it slowly as I continued to work on Patty's pussy and reached up with my hands to push her bra out of the way and enjoy her tits. I could hear Jan beginning to moan fairly loudly over on Joseph just a little before Patty began to groan softly and move in jerks rather than rhythmic movements. As she welled over the top I slowed my tongue and continued to lick her lips softly until she stopped moving. She was still on my face when I felt myself about to come again. My hips were moving slightly as I felt my penis pulse in Chris's grip and then came on my abdomen. Patty got up off of me, Chris stood up and said "I think you're about done, Hut." I could hardly move, I felt so good. I forced myself up, then swung out over and into the water to wash myself off. All four of the others joined me, splashing one at a time into the water from the rope. As each of the girls swung out above me I saw that they had each removed their bras completely and so were as naked as Joseph and I had been since we got to the river. Patty and Chris each hugged me, landed a tongue lashing kiss then just held onto my shoulders as we treaded water before heading to the bank. Back on the bank, we all laid back naked on our towels, enjoying the still warm afternoon air for a time. Chris said out loud to nobody in particular, "This afternoon was fun. I think we need to do it again." Jan d Patty quietly agreed while Joseph and I merely grunted.

Passed Out in the Woods Chapter Five All week long I was thinking about my Saturday date. Had I done the right thing to ask her out? If I hadn't we would probably have fucked again. Going to a movie together would be fun but compared to fucking? I was also worried about picking the right movie, what to wear, did I have enough money. I finally told my dad I had a date and asked for an advance on my allowance. He was surprised and kidded me, asking if it was with an actual girl. But then he gave me forty bucks and said enjoy. I wondered what he would think if he knew I had been drinking beer and having sex with her. Finally it was the night and I headed up to our usual meeting spot worrying that I might have overdressed. I was surprised to see that she wore a dress and had a purse. She looked pretty nice and after I kissed her I told her so. We held hands as we walked to the theatre. She chattered away about my clothes, her week, the movie we were going to see. She was so happy she never stopped smiling. Inside we bought snacks and found seats. She led me to the back corner and I wondered how we would see the movie. We spent a few minutes sorting out the snacks and then the lights dimmed and I stared at the movie screen. In the dark Karen took my right hand and wrapped it around her shoulder and leaned against me. I was thinking how sweet that was when she took that hand and pressed my palm against her right breast. After all we had done that still surprised me to do that in a movie. I gave her tit a gentle squeeze and pulled her closer. It suddenly occurred to me that I had already gotten to first and second base on my first date. But it didn't mean much when we had already done so much more. Still it was nice. Then her other hand found its way to my lap and gave my cock a squeeze. I was wondering what she had in mind but she only moved her hand to my thigh and held it there. I turn to her and gave her a light kiss on her lips and then settled back to watch the movie. When there were action shots Karen's hand would grab my thigh. I would hold her closer until it was over. During a romance scene I started squeezing her tit and rubbing her nipple. She got excited and turned her head for a very passionate kiss. When the movie was over she moved away and we both stretched. My arm was a little stiff from holding her the entire time. Your probably wondering why we didn't make out in the dark theater. It may have been our first date but we had already fucked so fumbling around in the seats didn't seem that appealing. Holding her and a few kisses had felt really good and we had still enjoyed the movie. After we both hit the restrooms, the result of those super sized drinks. Of course I was out first and who do I run into but Jake. He said "Hi" and we talked for a bit and then his eyes went wide as Karen walked up and took my hand. "Jake, this is Karen, my date." Flies could have flown in and out of Jake's open mouth. "Karen, this is Jake. He and I go to school together." Karen said "Hi" to Jake and he finally pulled himself together enough to say "Hey" back to her. I told Karen that we needed to get going and we both said "Bye!" to Jake. Outside Karen asked me. "Why did your friend Jake looked so surprised?" I had been thinking of how to cover this. "I think he was surprised that I had a date with a girl. And he was really surprised that it was such a pretty girl." Karen smiled and pulled me closer. "You say the nicest things." "What do you want to do now?" I asked, hoping she would want to go to our special place and fuck. I was getting very turned on thinking about running my hand up her dress. She looked so much sexier than she had in jeans. Her answer was to pull my hand and lead me in a different direction. We finally were next to a park and she looked behind us before pulling me into the trees. Once we were hidden from view she put her arms around me and we kissed. I ran my hands over her back getting the feel of what the dress covered and what it didn't. I broke the kiss long enough to whisper in her ear. "I love your dress. It makes you look so cute." I meant fuckable sexy. Then I reach down and grabbed her ass and lifted her against me. "Best date ever." she said in a dreamy voice. I was enjoying kissing and holding Karen but wondering where this was headed. It was really dark there and the idea of lying down without knowing what was on the ground bothered me so I just kept kissing and running my hands over her. Eventually she slid down my body onto her knees. Oh boy! I hoped this was heading where I thought it was. Sure enough she opened my pants and pulled them and my underwear down my legs. I was, of course, hard as a rock. Her lips closed over my tool and she began to work her magic. At first her mouth was soft and loving. No suction, just soft wet rubbing up and down me. Then she started softly sucking on the up stroke. Soon after her lips pressed firmly, her touch lashed my glans, and the suction was non-stop. When I thought she had reached her maximum she took it up one more level. She grabbed my hands and placed them on the back of her head. Was she really telling me to do what I thought she was? When I hesitated she removed all doubt by pressing on my hands so her head was forced onto my cock. Then she dropped her hands to her side. Her intent was clear so I started to fuck her mouth taking control of her head and moving it forward and back on my shaft. Gradually I became more aggressive, pulling her closer and moving faster. My hips moved against the motion of my hands and through all of this she continued to suck me. I was starting to feel close and wondered what to do when I came. She never swallowed so maybe I should pull back so just the head was in her mouth. On the other hand she had given me permission to fuck her mouth and fucking usually ended balls deep. I was too close to stop so I pulled her close as I felt my cock spasm and shoot. I pulled back and fucked inward with each jolt of cum and then held her there, every muscle tensed, for a moment. I release her head and she pulled back sucking until my dick popped free of her mouth. I repeated her earlier words. "Best date ever!" and meant it. Karen helped me pull my clothing back up and as I buckled my belt she stood up brushing off her knees. She moved into my arms and I went to kiss her and she pulled back. I pulled her closer and pressed my tongue into her mouth. She melted into me and it felt so good. I began turning Karen in my arms and she resisted unsure of what I was doing. When her back was to me I pulled her close and kissed her neck. Finally understanding he snuggled back grinding her butt into my groin. My left hand went to her breast to cup and rub one and then the other through the fabric of her dress. My right hand moved down her front to rub the top of her pussy. She quickly reached down and pulled her dress up to the waist. I slipped my hand inside her panties and went strait to her clit. She was wet from my attentions so I started rubbing circles around her clit slowly zeroing in on her button. I could feel the hardness of or nipples as I nibbled on her ear. She was already breathing hard so I stopped circling and began directly rubbing her clit. Karen’s hips started humping back against my cock and forward into my finger. I finger fucked her until she was close and then pinched her right nipple. Her body arched against my hands and she shrieked loudly enough that I worried some passerby might hear. Finally she relaxed against me. I removed my hand from her panties, allowing her dress to drop, and held her close. I was hard again and thinking about asking her for another blowjob when She again slipped down to her knees and took down my pants. I was waiting to feel lips on my dick but nothing happened. Then I did feel something and realized she was rolling a condom on my erection. She stood up, gave me a quick kiss and then turned her back to me. There was just enough light for me to see her hitch up her skirt and slip her panties down. She bent over to take them off but then stayed bent over. It took me a moment to realize what she had in mind but then I moved forward and flipped her skirt over her back. I used my hand to guide my shaft into her wet opening. Grabbing her hips I pushed in hard and heard her softly say "Oh yes!". It was late. We were both horny and ready. I didn't waste time but just pounded into her, pulling her against me with my hands on her hips. I rammed into her and she moaned about how good it was. Finger fucking Karen had warmed her up so she came first. Her pussy grabbed my dick but I just pushed harder and kept fucking. A few minutes later she came again and shortly after I pounded her bottom and filled the condom with my seed. I slowed to a stop panting and feeling week in the knees. Without my grip on Karen’s hips I might have fallen. Sex is so much nicer when you can lie down. Still, it had been so exciting to fuck standing up hidden in the trees. I sensed Karen moving. Putting her panties back on and straitening her dress. I finally pulled the condom and tossed it aside. When I had finished fastening my pants Karen moved into my arms and we kissed and hugged. We carefully made out way out of the trees and back to the sidewalk. I knew it was getting late so I offered to walk her home but she didn't think that was a good idea. I told her I really wanted to and she finally said I could walk her to the end of her block. Finally she said we were there. I told her what a great time we had and she nodded her head and gave me a quick peck on the lips. We both said "Good night." And then she was walking away. I waited until I saw her enter a house before turning to leave. I was half way home when I realized that I had not made any plans with her. I didn't ask her on a second date or arrange to meet. I didn't have her phone number or even know her last name. Damn! I felt so stupid. I just had to hope that she would meet me next Saturday at the usual spot.

Jason’s heart was pounding as he walked towards her room. She was standing just outside her door, looking much as she had the first time - flustered, desperate and with a wild look in her eyes. “Don’t worry Mom, I’ll help you” Jason said, drinking in the scene before him. Where last night she had been wearing her maternity pyjamas, this time she was wearing matching black bra and panties. Her breasts strained against the fine silky material. This was no maternity bra, it was sheer and sensual. It looked too small for her milk filled breasts, which were spilling out over the top, yearning to be free. Her nipples were erect beneath the bra, he could see them poking up beneath the material. Her round pregnant belly stuck proudly out before her and beneath it her pussy was hidden behind a pair of small black lace panties. “I’m sorry about this Jason” she moaned, “but there is just no other way. Come in.” With that she turned and walked into her room. Jason stood rooted to the spot for a couple of seconds, watching her walk away. Her ass was so round and full he just wanted to grab it and squeeze it, especially given the way it seemed to engulf the tiny panties. Jason followed into the room and watched in silence as she lay down on the bed and motioned for him to join her. As he did so, she reached behind her and unclipped the bra. Slowly she slid it over her breasts, over her rounded belly and flung it to the end of the bed. Her breasts looked incredible. Although it had only been one night since he had seen them, Jason felt as if he was looking at them for the first time. They were paler than the rest of her body, which was tanned a light golden colour. But his eyes were drawn straight to the nipples. Surrounded by dark aereolae, they too were very dark and engorged. He had never seen nipples so big, in real life or in magazines. “Well don’t just sit there honey” his mother said, a half smile on her face, “let’s get started”. Instead of assuming the same position as last night, Jason positioned himself between her legs. He reached down with his head and took the nipple of her right breast into his mouth. And held it there. For about thirty seconds, he did nothing. He didn’t suck it, or lick it or do anything at all. After about half a minute, he ran his tongue around the base of the nipple and sucked, all in one fluid motion. A small moan escaped his mother’s lips and he felt a jet of warm milk hit the back of his throat. He carried on licking and sucking, while his cock strained at his shorts. After a couple of minutes he opened his eyes and looked at his mother. She almost seemed to be in a trance, lying with her eyes shut. He could feel her hips gyrating ever so slightly beneath him, although he was doing his best not to come into contact with her down there - he was still slightly embarrassed about the incident of the previous night. What gave him a real shock, however, was when he noticed what her left hand was doing. She was massaging her left breast, playing with the nipple and kneading the soft tissue. At the sight of this his cock swelled so hard he felt that it would burst. Two can play at that game, he thought to himself and reached down to stroke his cock. He released it from his shorts and began to gently stroke it, all the while carrying on sucking and licking at his mother’s breast. Another few minutes passed and he felt a tap on his shoulder. He immediately let go of his cock and looked up at her face. “Time for the other one honey” she breathed huskily. Her eyes dropped to look at his hard cock sticking out in front of him, his glans so swollen it looked a fierce purple. Yet she said nothing, merely guided him towards her left breast. As he made contact with her nipple, he felt the tip of his cock brush against her panties. He shifted again and it came to rest there, pressing into her tiny lace panties. He was licking her nipple, which seemed even more erect than normal, if that was even possible. Another soft moan escaped her lips. He could feel her beginning to gyrate again beneath him, but now her pussy was pushing against the end of his cock. She must know, he realised, she must know this is not my thigh like last night. But she’s not saying anything. Emboldened by this, Jason reached across to cup her other breast. He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed gently. He war rewarded with a stream of milk which arced through the air and landed on his back. Another moan escaped his mother’s lips, but where they had been soft before, this one was more guttural. At that moment, Jason realised that this was making her exactly as horny as him. She was so thick with lust that she was helpless beneath him while he sucked on her swollen teat and massaged her other enormous breast. The thought of his mother lying beneath him suffused with lust was almost too much for him to handle - he almost shot his load right there and then. But he managed to control himself. All of a sudden, he was feeling very much the lothario. He had done this, he had worked her up into this state. This gave him more confidence, and he started to rub his cock against her pussy, separated only by the thin layer of lace. In fact, he could feel a couple of her pubic hairs sticking through the material, tickling his glans. It felt so good that he continued to rub faster. Yet still she made no move to stop him. He began to gently thrust, trying to push into her pussy through the panties. As he did so he felt her begin to stiffen, as if he had broken the spell. “Uhm Jason I think that’s enough now” she breathed, “I can probably finish the rest on my own.” Jason moved his mouth away from her breast and looked into her eyes. Her face was covered in a delicate sheen of perspiration, her chest moving up and down as she breathed heavily. He was overwhelmed by how erotic she looked, lying beneath him panting with lust but with a slight look of fear in her eyes. Jason knew that the boundary between them had already been broken, that there was nothing that could stop him now. Without breaking his gaze, almost as if he was not in control of his body, he felt his right hand moving down towards her pussy. His cock was still pressed up against the lacy material of her panties, which by now were damp with her juices. He hooked a finger underneath and began to pull them away from her pussy. As he did so he could smell the husky sweet aroma of her arousal and it made his head swim. She said nothing but carried on looking at him, silently pleading with him to stop but unable to utter a word. He moved his hips forward ever so slightly and the end of his cock brushed against her pussy. He felt her stiffen and a small moan escaped her lips. He paused there for a moment, unsure what to do. Suddenly he realised what he was about to do. He was about to slide his cock inside his own mother. She was half naked and suffused with lust, but she was still his mother. It seemed like an eternity that they were paused like that, the tip of his cock poised at the entrance of her delicately fleshy hole. Still they did not break off their gaze. All of a sudden Jason could not hold back any more. He had to push, his hips were yearning to, he couldn’t stop himself. With a delicate thrust, he slowly slid the tip of his cock into her hole. Her eyes widened - it was as if she couldn’t believe that he had actually done it, he was actually going to fuck her. But still she said nothing. With the tip of his cock in, Jason knew that he was not stopping there. In one fluid motion, he thrust his cock all the way in, as deep as it would go. It was the single most erotic experience of his entire life. He couldn’t believe how warm her pussy was, how wet and delicious it felt as it gripped the length of his penis. “Ohhhh fuck Jason” his mother moaned and she bucked her hips forward to meet him. “We shouldn’t … oh fuck” He looked down at her breasts - her nipples were standing so erect now, more swollen and engorged than he had ever seen them Each one had a bead of milk on the end and as he slowly pulled out to thrust again, each nipple leaked a tiny bit of milk. He thrust into her again, harder this time and as she squealed in delight, a small jet of milk erupted from each nipple. He felt himself about to cum and so began to thrust more slowly. She opened her eyes and said “Jason stop now. I understand that this is hard for you, it would probably be better if I went on top.” With that she gently pushed him away and motioned for him to lie down beside her. She stood up and slowly and seductively hooked a finger under the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her body and leaving them in a soggy heap on the floor. Jason lay on the bed, his cock standing up straighter than ever before, twitching and yearning to be back inside her wanton love hole. He was unable to take his eyes off her as she stood next to the bed, her large full breasts and round pregnant belly looking incredible. She slowly moved back on to the bed and lifted her leg to straddle him. As she did so he looked at her pussy, her swollen outer lips were parted and the delicate pinkness of her inner labia poked out so invitingly. The curly hairs were matted with her juices. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and guided it towards her pussy. Ever so slowly she slid down onto it, emitting a satisfying grunt as she was finally impaled on his full length. She began to rock back and forth, sliding up a couple of inches and back down, grinding her clit against his pubes. Jason reached around and put his hands on her ass. She had always had a good ass, but ever since pregnancy it had gotten fuller and he grabbed a fleshy cheek with each hand. As she lifted up for the next thrust, he pulled her down onto his cock. “Oh honey, you like it when Mommy fucks you hard,” she panted, “well ok then, Mommy is going to fuck you hard you naughty little boy.” She reached around and took his hands away from her ass, positioning them above his head on the bed. Holding his hands in place, she began to move up and down harder and harder, until she was slamming her hot wet pussy down on his cock as hard as she could. Her belly was pressing against him, which was incredibly erotic. Her breasts were freely leaking milk onto his chest. She removed her hands from his and straightened her back, cupping one of her beautiful breasts in each hand. With a practiced motion she squeezed each one, causing an arc of milk to shoot out and hit Jason in the chest. Still bouncing up and down, she began to squeeze her milk into his face. “Drink Mommy’s milk honey, that’s it, drink Mommy’s milk will she fucks you like the naughty little boy you are. I’ll teach you to sniff Mommy’s panties you naughty little pervert” She began to fuck him harder and Jason could feel his balls tightening, he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to hold out for much longer. “Fuck me Jason, I want you to come in Mommy, I want you to shoot your cum in Mommy’s pussy” she moaned, as she slid her warm pussy up and down his throbbing cock. “I’m going to come now Mom” he gasped and as he did so, he felt the orgasm rising up the base of his penis and exploding from the tip. He began to cum inside her, coming harder so hard that he thought he was going to pass out. As he began to come, his mother ground down on his cock and arched her back. As she was squeezing her tits, strong jets of milk squirted out of each one and hit Jason square in the face. “Oh Jason, oh God, I’m coming, Mommy’s coommming” she yelled. As she did so, she rose up so that his cock actually left her pussy and then slammed down hard, emitting a visceral moan of pleasure. By now Jason had pumped the last of his spunk inside her and they lay there for a couple of minutes, her still impaled on his cock which showed no signs of softening. Eventually she slid off it and looked him in the face. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she said “My honey, you are still so hard. What are we going to do about this?” Before Jason could even think about a response, and with a wicked gleam in her eyes, she lowered her mouth towards his cock. To be continued.

We have what were looking for Chapter one We used to be close As a young boy I had always enjoyed going to the family cottage with my parents. We always crammed as much activity as possible into the month of July: sailing, swimming, going to movies in the evening etc. I had always enjoyed a close relationship with my parents but this all seemed to end when I turned 15. Suddenly I hated being at the cottage, wanting to be anywhere else, feeling like I was a prisoner within the confines of my parents' world. To make matters worse I was not allowed to bring my own friends, but my parents, of course, were constantly welcoming their boring friends to the cottage. July was hot, as always, and I tried to maintain my mental health as day after boring day passed without anything exciting to do. For a 15 year old this was hell. The only thing that seemed to interest me was windsurfing and my twice daily jerk-off routine, which I sometimes dragged out as long as possible to heighten my interest level. I could not wait to get back to the big city and see my friends. Without my usual stack of porn I was forced to lie in bed and close my eyes, thinking about my female friends back home. The third weekend in July arrived and my parents had announced that one of the new interns at the hospital where my father worked would be joining us for a few days. She had some time off and was on her way to see her parents who had a cottage fairly close to us. Her name was Catharine and I had never met her before but my parents described her as a very quiet and shy girl. I translated this to mean she was ugly yet this seemed to be a perfect break from the 40 something couples that usually joined us at the lake and I anxiously awaited Catharine's arrival. By this time I did not care if she was a knockout or butt ugly, I just needed to see a youngish woman! Friday night arrived as we went about our business, waiting for Catharine, hoping she was not caught in rush hour traffic. 7 PM, still lots of natural light outside and we heard the tell-tale sound of a car horn up above. My parents walked up the steps to greet our visitor as I waited patiently in the cabin. What seemed like an eternity passed until finally the trio walked through the front door. I immediately stepped up out of my chair to greet our guest with a handshake. "This is Catharine" my mother announced as we shook hands. Catharine smiled at me, our eyes meeting and then parting. Being a horny young male I had already sized her up quite thoroughly. She did indeed have a certain air of nerdyness to her, perhaps not the 'babe' I had hoped for, but she was certainly cute in her own right. She had medium length curly brown hair, blue eyes and fair skin and was quite tall, perhaps as much as 5 ft 11. As for her body, it was difficult to tell under all the loose clothing but it seemed she was neither skinny nor fat, perhaps a little on the hippy side. Still, I thought, she was not a bad looking gal, and probably just needed something, or someone, to break her out of her somewhat shy and nerdy attitude. For someone who was no doubt close to 30 years old she had a certain younger flair to her, you might say innocence, that I liked very much. My mother escorted Catharine to her room, the one beside mine, and the two talked for some time as Catharine got settled. Friday evening passed and I watched Catharine with great interest, examining her moves and watching how she conducted herself. I was quite flattered when she repeatedly laughed at my jokes, almost making me feel like the adult I was not! As the night wore on it became evident that Catharine was not seeing anyone at the moment. In fact, she seemed to take great pleasure in running herself down for not being able to attract men. We joked some more to lighten the air but I sensed that despite her incredible success in the professional world, she was lacking something in her personal life. The evening broke up as Catharine announced she was going to bed. We watched as the door closed behind her, images of her naked body already whirling in my mind. Another beautiful day broke as Saturday arrived and we all met at the table for breakfast. As before, Catharine was outfitted in a rather baggy sweat top and matching shorts that seemed to hide all her curves. What was she hiding in there I wondered as I looked at her up and down. At age 15 my skills of scoping women had not been refined and I felt as if she caught me more than once looking at her lines. Catharine seemed to take this all in stride as I looked her over, undressing her with my eyes at the breakfast table. We made small talk until breakfast was over and then we parted ways, she going to read and me to sail. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter two Your possesions are now mine 2 PM Saturday afternoon, the heat from the sun had made sitting almost unbearable, as we all decided it would be a perfect time for a dip. Catharine agreed and shot up to the main cabin in order to get changed. Finally, I thought, I will get to see what she is hiding under those bulky clothes. My brother and I jumped in the water to play football, thoughts of Catharine once again dominating my mind. My family and I continued swimming as Catharine walked back to the cottage to get changed for swimming. A few minutes passed and my younger brother and I played with the football in the water, my mind actually clear of sexual thoughts as I concentrated on playing with the ball. This concentration was short lived, as I turned in the water to see Catharine walking down the path towards us. She was wearing a towel around her mid section, hiding her hips, but there was no hiding her top. She was wearing a very nice one piece suit and it was very obvious that Catharine had been hiding something in there. Behind her suit were two very large breasts, being pushed up and back. My mind was vacant now as I stared at her jiggling down the walkway towards us, her long cleavage exposed for all to see. Sure she had a bit of a tummy too but that didn't matter to me as I imagined her tits without that suit. My brother and I tried to focus on the game but I could not, seeing Catharine walking around the deck was giving me an underwater hard-on that was difficult to ignore. Catharine jumped in for a quick swim but it was short lived and I was too embarrassed to swim with her for fear of looking like some perverted teen. Catharine jumped out of the water, once again wrapping the towel around her large hips and long athletic legs. From what I had seen I had no clue why she was not with a boyfriend. She seemed perfectly lovely and very sexy, if not a little on the big side. Still, I wondered, what would she be like in bed. Even at 15 I was already having these thoughts and now I was obsessed with her as I watched her bounce out of the water, her body dripping water everywhere she stepped. Watching Catharine lounge in her swimsuit was too much for me to handle. At 15 I was horny to begin with, but now seeing this busty single woman in front of me, my dick was on fire in my shorts. Stepping out of the water, I picked up my towel and walked past Catharine and my parents, my eyes focussing on her boobs as I excused myself from the gathering. With a growing hard on and a pounding heart I walked quickly up the path towards the cottage, closing the door behind me and making a bee line for Catharine's room. Within seconds I was inside her room, her door closed behind me as I scanned her possessions. Catharine could not have made it easier for me: her entire wardrobe was laid out on the bed. Walking to the bed, I was presented with her cotton top, her shorts, her panties and best of all, her huge white bra, laying over the edge. I knew this was wrong but her bra was calling out to me, the pressure in my pants increasing as I sat on her bed, admiring this woman's clothing. I picked up her bra and admired it, it seemed a little more conservative than the slinky ones I had seen in Playboy but knowing it was Catharine's was turning me on beyond belief as I fingered the side panels and pushed the cups open to their full size. I could not believe I was now touching her underwear, having just spoken to her seconds before. I was still in shock at how big she was, and even more so that she was constantly single. Was she a lesbian I wondered, what was the deal? She was pretty, full figured, smart, rich, she seemed to have it all. With stealth and cunning of a seasoned voyeur I played with her underwear as I felt my dick stiffen to an almost full length in my bathing suit. Something had to be done about this I thought as I rubbed her cups against my bare skin, the feeling of silk and satin making my cock throb for more. I rolled her bra into a ball and stuffed it in my pocket, exiting the room, a huge bulge in my shorts as I ran towards my own room, checking along the way that the coast was still clear and leaving a trail of dripping water everywhere I stepped. Alone in my room I knew time was of the essence as I sat on the edge of the bed, pulling my shorts down to my ankles and watching my now throbbing tool spring to life in my hands. Catharine's bra was making me shake with excitement, knowing it was hers, feeling the material, but most of all seeing how large the cups were. I pulled the tag back and read with delight, 38D. Now I knew her size I thought, how had she hidden this from me all this time. Right now I didn't care, I just had to get off, and fast. My cock grew longer and harder as I rubbed her bra over my balls and shaft, my hand starting to rub up and down, jerking my shaft slowly at first as I watched the material move over me. I contemplated spraying my load right onto her cups but quickly realised it would be impossible to cover this up. With my tool in one hand and her bra in the other I jerked off feverishly, feeling my balls twitch as the material came in contact with my love muscle. My thoughts were dedicated to her as I imagined what she must look like in her underwear, or how it would feel to be able to squeeze her melons late some night. I continued rubbing and stroking my cock as I played with her bra, not wanting the feelings to end but knowing I had to cum quickly. Even silly actions like hooking and unhooking the back drove me wild as I stroked and rubbed as pre cum dripped out the end onto her cups. I knew it would be idiotic to make my mess on her bra but seeing my precum all over it turned me on even more, perhaps deep down wanting her to know I was touching it as I leaked onto it. As I rubbed and stroked, my balls began to throb, I was beyond the point of no return, I had to cum now as I frantically jerked up and down imagining Catherine on her knees in front of me. With one last pump I closed my eyes and felt cum squirt in the air as I gasped "Catharineeeeeeee". I continued rubbing and stroking as my cock twitched and spewed cum all over. As I opened my eyes I was shocked to see that for the first time in years my cum had shot much further than just the tip of my right hand and sprayed onto her bra below. I was screwed!! How could I clean up this mess without her knowing? Each time I touched her bra, my sticky fingers would deposit a little more man goo. The more I panicked, the worse it got as I looked down in horror to see the right cup and side panel absolutely covered in thick hot cum. With my trusty box of Kleenex at my side I carefully cleaned up the mess but it was no use, the more I rubbed the more it spread. I knew the stains would take hours to dry as I felt my heart rate quicken. As I frantically looked for a way to resolve the situation I heard the front door open, followed by the unmistakable sounds of my mother and Catharine conversing. Now I was REALLY screwed I thought, as I held Catharine's cum soaked bra in one hand and my zipper in the other, knowing I would not have the time or opportunity to give it a quick rinse. Chapter three Empire bays finest (Quickest) My mind raced as I tried to imagine what her reaction would be: would she tell my parents or would she be ok with it. Returning her bra was the biggest issue now as I frantically wondered how I would get out of this mess. I tucked my shirt back in my shorts and calmly exited the room after nearly 10 minutes of worrying about my next move and removing the cum. As I walked into the living area my heart sunk as I saw that everyone was now gathered at the table, including Catharine, still in her bathing suit and towel. Now I had to be smart, I had to return her bra without her noticing. Catharine and my mother chatted away busily as I paced around them, Catharine's sticky bra stuffed in my pocket. With each second I could feel my heart pounding as I waited for the moment. Feeling the time was wearing thin I walked past Catharine's room and furtively pulled the bra out of my pocket and threw it on the bed. The bra was gone but it was no where near where I had found it, not to mention the crusty stains I had added. With one passing glance over my shoulder I was relieved to see it back in her room, but crestfallen to see the stains, visible even at this distance. At this point I was too embarrassed to look at Catharine, instead looking at my parents for some sign that they knew about my escapades. My parents seemed to be acting normally, making small talk about the lake and swimming. After a few moments I gained the courage to look at Catharine, smiling nervously at her as my eyes scanned her endless cleavage. Catharine returned the smile, acting as if nothing had happened, her eyes seemingly lingering over my bare chest and then back to my eyes. As the minutes wore on I became confident that no one knew what had happened... yet. My timing had been perfect, Catharine stood up and announced she had to get out of her wet bathing suit and into some dry clothes. I watched nervously as Catharine closed her bedroom door behind her to get changed. I took this opportunity to get cleaned up myself, as my dick had been welded to my shorts due to the lack of clean up time. Catharine emerged from the room a few minutes after I was finished in my room. She looked just as pretty as always but something seemed different to me. Within a few more minutes I became aware of what it was, Catharine was wearing the same cotton top, but it seemed as if she was braless underneath. Did I ruin her only bra for this weekend. Someone of her size could not hide this very well, as her breasts hung pendulously and swayed every time she moved. Surely she was uneasy about this fact and would be pissed as hell that I had done this. The worst part was there was no hiding the guilty party, I was the only one who had been up here during the swim! As always, Catharine seemed to act normally around me, not even looking at me in a different way. Maybe she liked the freedom, maybe she always did this on the weekends I justified to myself as I watched for any sign that she was annoyed with me. The evening progressed and we all laughed and talked, Catharine jiggling every time she moved and my eyes focussing on her every time she did so. I wondered what she was thinking every time she looked at me, occasionally giving me long lingering looks deeply into my eyes. Catharine excused herself at 11 PM and retired in her room to read. The entire night had passed and she had not even given me one dirty look or knowing glance. Chapter four Fear I couldn't sleep, things were getting bad and they were only going to get worse. Sunday arrived, Catherine's last day at the lake. Breakfast was served promptly at 10 AM as we gathered around the table. My eagle eyes had instantly spotted the tell tale shadows of bra straps underneath Catharine's top. I was relieved to see her wearing it, however, it all but discounted my 'weekend' theory. Catharine and I once again joked around as if nothing had happened, her attention seemingly divided more towards me than my younger brother. After the table was cleared my family and Catharine announced they would go for a swim and scattered to their various rooms to get changed. I indicated that I would stay upstairs to finish the dishes, using this as a decoy in my attempts to see Catharine's bra one last time. The foursome left the cabin and headed for the water in their bathing suits as I carefully crept towards Catharine's room, keeping a watchful eye on their progress at the same time. With the same cunning and quietness as before I shuffled through Catharine's belongings, flipping her sheets back. Seconds wasted away as I tried in vain to see her underwear and bra, seemingly hidden from view. The pressure mounted as I riffled through her belongings, wanting to find that 38D for one last time. Catharine must have known, she has hidden all her stuff I figured, feeling deflated in the knowledge that I would not be touching it again. My mind told me to leave at once, but my dick was on fire and told me to make one last attempt: the suitcase. With the room totally scoured I pulled the zipper open on her bag and started pulling at her clothing in a desperate attempt to feel her undies. No use, I could not find anything. With a feeling of pure dejection I pushed the clothing back in her bag one piece at a time. Just as my fingers were pulling the zipper closed I sensed the light in the room change, what was that I wondered? With my index finger and thumb still on Catharine's bag I looked up to see Catharine, her bathing suit dripping wet but her hair dry, with her hands around her back. Catharine slowly, silently walked into the room and closed the door behind her as she stared at me with a menacing look. I was sooo caught I figured as she walked towards me bringing her hands around from her back. 'Looking for this?' Catharine said, breaking the silence, as she stretched her bra out to show me the cum stained panel and cup. "Ummmm, ummmm yes ummm I was, I'm sooo sorry I went into your things, you aren't going to tell my parents are you?" I begged as I stood up to make a quick getaway. Catharine and I stood face to face, my eyes flicking over her eyes and her soaking wet suit. "Why did you do this?" she asked, stretching the side out to display the stain. I could not decipher if she was upset or joking as she stood in front of me, with a nervous smile. "I mean, I put it on yesterday and it was all wet so I took it off to look and then I realised it was soaked in cum so I had to let it dry all day!!". "I know, I know and I'm sorry, and you didn't have another one did you?" I asked in a sympathetic tone, hinting that I had seen her boobs hanging free. "No I did not, was it that obvious?" Catharine asked in a sheepish tone. "Ummm well I noticed, they are very large so it's hard not to notice" I added, not wanting to sound like a complete perv. 'But you looked GREAT' I assured her, wanting to butter her up a little. Catharine smile openly now, looking down at her assets, "well thanks, but you know I need this to hold these back and you messed mine up pretty bad" Catharine replied looking down at her heaving chest. "I know, and again, I'm so sorry" I replied staring directly at her massive chest. "Please don't tell" I once again pleaded. "Well I have a deal for you, Catharine" blurted. I nodded my head, knowing I was at her mercy. "If you show me EXACTLY what you did, I won't tell a soul" Catharine commanded, walking towards me and pushing me onto the edge of her bed and dropping the bra on my lap. "I was hoping it was you, I am so flattered that you did that and now I want to see how you did it" she said, amazing even me. "You are?" I asked incredulously. 'Yes, but now I want to see exactly what you did, can you show me please" she demanded, winking at me as she crossed her hands over her chest. Her wink and desperate tone of voice had suddenly made me feel like the power had turned from her to me as she watched my every move intently. 'Well ummm I suppose I could" I conceded, knowing it was the least she deserved short of a full apology. 'So you want to just stand there and watch as I do what I did yesterday". "Yes that's right" Catharine responded. "Do you want me to cum all over it again" I added, not wanting to ruin her clothing again. "Yessssss, even more than the last time" "You don't mind if I mess it up again Catharine". 'No, I want you to" Catharine added, obviously very excited at this prospect. As Catharine watched, I picked up her bra and started rubbing the sides and pulling at her cups, making them as big as possible just as I had done the previous day. Catharine watched on in delight as I played with the cups and dragged them along my bare thighs and against my now rising bulge. "Does that turn you on?" Catharine asked, her eyes flicking over my increasing bulge as I fingered her bra and rubbed it against my bare thigh. "Yess, just knowing it's yours makes me so horny" I added, staring directly into Catharine's eyes. 'Cmon, let's see what you have, I don't have all day' Catharine demanded, seeming impatient now as I watched her wet suit drip on the floor. Catharine's eyes bugged out as I slipped my shorts down past my hips to the floor as my semi-hard prick jumped out to life and into my waiting hand. Catharine gasped out loud as I rubbed the cups of her bra against my cock and then stroked it up and down, my eyes flicking from her bra to her face and then to her chest. "Mmmm that looks really nice, nice big head too" Catharine commented. "Do you like watching me jerk off' I asked as I pumped up and down a little faster, rubbing her bra against my balls, showing her exactly what I had done. "Yesssssss, you're making me wild here, keep rubbing, I want to see you cum all over my bra" Catharine moaned as she squirmed visibly. Seeing Catharine in this state made me think I had the upper hand as my desires for her accelerated. Catharine watched on with sheer delight as I stroked my cock with one hand and rubbed her bra against me with the other. I suddenly became aware that her nipples had protruded through her bathing suit, looking much much larger than ever as I stared at them, making her self conscious. "Your hard nipples are turning me on Catharine, can you rub them and make them bigger" I asked, wanting to see what she could do for me. Catharine moved closer and granted my wish as she slowly dragged her thumbs across her nipples, causing them to shoot out more than ever, making large marks in her wet suit. Seeing Catharine like this and feeling her bra on me was surely enough to make me cum but I needed more and wondered if I could convince her of this. As I continued stroking I closed my eyes and thought of very non sexual objects and removed her bra from my pecker. As I opened my eyes I saw the disappointment on Catharine's eyes as my cock became smaller and less hard. "I'm a little nervous I guess" I stated to her with a quick nod of my head towards my cock, hoping she would take the hint'. "Cmon, please hurry, we don't have much time" Catharine responded, "please keep rubbing". "Do you think you can help me, I feel it getting softer, I must be nervous" I asked, hoping she would take the bait and at least kiss me or let me rub her tits. To my surprise Catharine responded, " Well I can give you a hand job, but that's it, it'll be like when you jack off but I think I can make it feel a lot better but DON'T tell anyone" Catharine indicated in a loving and caring tone. Catharine smiled as she knelt down in front of me on the floor, her bathing suit still dripping wet as she batted her eyes up at me, licking her lips. Was she going to suck me too I wondered, for now I was trembling with the excitement of having this cutie jerk me off in her own room. I had felt another person's hand on my tool before but never an older woman! Catharine smiled as she watched my semi erect cock come to life, breathing on her hands to make them warm. I waited and watched as Catharine looked directly into my eyes as she picked my cock up and looked at the sides and the bottom, gently rubbing it to make it harder. "Let's get you nice and hard' she whispered, still inspecting every angle and touching it lovingly. "Mmmm that feel so good" I moaned as Catharine began stroking it up and down, making it 80% hard and still growing in her hand. Catharine had such a warm touch as she stared into my eyes to see my reaction, my eyes flicking over her face and bulging breast section of her bathing suit. By now my dick was fully stiff as Catharine rubbed the entire shaft up and down, her breasts beginning to jiggle as she increased the pace of her rubbing. 'Mmmm that's a little better, your cock is nice and hard now" Catharine rejoiced as she rubbed me up and down, her whole body shaking as she pumped up and down. Chapter five Touching me Ohhh God Catharine, you are soo good at this, you are driving me wild" I moaned as I watched her warm hand rub along the full length of my throbbing cock. "It's been a few years since I have felt a nice cock, tell me how you like it" Catharine whispered as she cupped my balls for the first time and played with my aching knob with the palm of her hand. "Ohhh don't stop, you are doing it so well" I moaned, "so much better than when I do it". "Good" Catharine replied, increasing the pace of her stroking. "There is one thing you can do Catharine" I asked sheepishly. "What is it honey?" she responded without missing a beat. "Well ummm, you know how I kinda came onto your bra". "Ohh yeah" she responded. "Well ummm, ohhh jeez this is good don't stop, ummmm can I maybe cum all over your bra when you are wearing it" I asked, still sounding very sheepish. "Well we can do that, or you can just cum on my bare breasts sweetie, would you like that?" Catharine responded, looking down at her incredibly long cleavage. "Ohhhh yessssssss" I responded, please let me cum on your tits, I mean breasts" I moaned, not believing she would let some young punk see her tits. "Tell me when you are ready to cum and I will pull my suit down a little and you can spray it on my tits". "Mmmm okay" I responded, knowing it would only be a matter of time before I was spraying my load all over her. Catharine continued rubbing my shaft up and down, occasionally lifting her free hand up to tweak my stiff nipples, causing shooting feelings to fire into my balls. As much as I had dreamed about fucking her, I was lost in the moment and more than satisfied to have her hand all over me. Catharine was squirming a little herself as she watched the expression on my face, my eyes telling a story of pure pleasure. "Can you cum for me soon" Catharine asked, looking around to make sure the door was still closed. "Ohhh yesss I think so, make your hands wet and I will cum soo hard" I indicated as I let go of my grip on her bra and slid my fingers along her neck and down her cleavage to find her nipples. Catharine looked down as she jerked me off to see each of my hands on her nipples, pulling at them through the suit, making them ultra hard. Catharine made no effort to remove my hands from her breasts as I pulled and tweaked her nipples through the suit and squeezed her jugs, rubbing every inch of them. Very shallow moans could be heard escaping Catharine's mouth as she looked down to see her breasts getting rubbed and her nipples tugged through the suit. Catharine leaned over my prick, her mouth mere inches from the head as she allowed a rope of drool to travel from her lips to the head of my cock. Catharine looked back into my eyes with pure delight as she forced the spit up and down my cock, rubbing faster than ever as her slick wet hand moved over my cock like a tight juicy pussy. "Ohhhhhhh fuck yesssssssssss, I am sooo close, keep doing that" I moaned as Catharine's slick wet hand slid easily over my throbbing tool, passing over my head each time and then rocketing back to the base and then my balls. "Please let me see your big breasts now and let me cum all over them" I asked, pulling at her suit and her nipples and sliding my hand inside at the same time. "Ok" was all Catharine replied as she removed her left hand from my thigh just long enough to pull her straps slowly over her shoulders and down to her waist, as she squirmed out of the tight suit. Catharine held the material over her chest just long enough to tease me as I started pulling at her straps to see more. Catharine took the hint and slowly pushed the cups over her breasts and let it fall to her waist. "Holy SHIT, those are big" I exclaimed, staring directly at them. "Do you like" Catharine asked, arching her back to let me see all of her. I was amazed at how she had hidden something so large, as her breasts hung very low under their immense weight, almost grazing her lap as she knelt in front of me, licking her lips. With Catharine topless I knew I would explode soon as my eyes scanned her face and chest and back again. "Ohh please finish me off, I'm dying here" I moaned, feeling my cock throb and pulse. Catharine pushed her suit lower, allowing me a full view as she resumed rubbing the base of my shaft and then towards the head. Sitting directly on the edge of the bed I lifted up slightly, pushing my rod out as far as it would go, trying to impress Catharine with my length. Catharine did seem impressed as she lovingly watched my cock as it slid in and out of her wet hand. "If you like my tits you'll cum all over them" Catharine taunted me as she stroked me faster and faster. "Ohhh I am soo close, do it faster, make me cum all over" I moaned, watching Catharine's bare breasts jiggle and bounce as she rubbed. Catharine jerked like a seasoned pro as she rubbed and squeezed my balls with just the right amount of pressure. "Catharine I am so close, keep rubbing, please don't stop, I am so close to shooting all over you" I groaned as Catharine increased the pressure under her palm. 'Cum all over me" Catharine instructed as I felt my balls release under her rubbing. "Cummmmmmminggggg' I moaned as a small shot of high velocity cum hit Catharine squarely on the lips, followed by a huge wad of man goo that squirted into her lower neck and upper chest area. Catharine chanted quietly now, "ohhh yess cum on me" as load after load hit her chest and neck area. Catharine took the head of my cock and aimed it at her nipples, draining the last ounces against her rock hard nipples, causing moans to emanate from her mouth as she looked down to see my cum on her huge nipples. Catharine's neck and chest was absolutely covered in my cum, not to mention the small amount on her lips and chin as she continued milking me until I was dry, her body covered in my goo. "Ohhh my god you are soo good" I exclaimed, a feeling of utter relief in my body as I stared at Catharine's cum soaked tits. "I liked that too hon, I'm so hot right now, but I have to get out of here, I don't want your parents knowing I jerked you off" Catharine stated nervously. Catharine pulled her suit back up to her midsection and, quickly slid her fingers between her legs to satisfy the pressure in her pussy. "Now I have a reminder of you" she stated as she picked up the bra and used it to clean off the cum from her nipples before covering them up with the suit. I stared vacantly at her, feeling so drained as she stood up and kissed me on the cheek and exited the room, holding her bra, once again coated in my cum. "Catharine, please, one more thing" I asked. "What is it honey" she replied, spinning around. "Will you do me another favour, will you let me do the same to you someday" I whispered, not wanting my parents to hear. "Yes, someday, when we get the chance, for now I have to take care of this pressure somehow" Catharine whispered, her fingers drifting back between her legs. "Why don't you come over here and let me do that, please, I promise I want to. " I begged, staring at her aching body. "No, I can't, your parents will find out, I can't right now" Catharine protested, her legs squirming back and forth as she tried to resist my offer". "Just come over here quickly and pull your suit down and let me eat you Catharine, I'll make you cum in seconds" I boldly stated, not wanting to admit I had never even licked a woman before and all my so called experience was based on watching porn. "Ohhh God you know I want that, it's been ages, you are killing me here, no I can't, I have to leave" Catharine stammered, her legs looking weak as her fingers rubbed furiously over her pussy outside her bathing suit. "I think it's best if I take care of this alone" Catharine protested, smiling as she closed the door behind her, leaving me alone in my room feeling helpless in the knowledge she would most likely be masturbating in the room beside me... This is only the beggining....

Shannon stood on the front porch balancing one of the two shopping bags she was carrying and juggled her keys out to open the front door to the front door of her modest ranch home. With a bit of confustion she thubmed the keys trying to find the house key. After several times through the ring she realized the key to the door was not there and she stood there awkwardly puzzled for a bit before remembering she had taken the house, and mail key, off that morning and left it on her kitchen counter along with the mail she had retrieved from the locked community mailbox just down the street. “Fuck,” she thought to herself, trying the door anyway and finding it definitely secure. Whomever had left after her must have locked the bolt and she probably locked the knob. “Damn,” she fumed and struggled back to the car, setting her bags down in the back frustrated, fishing out her phone to call up a family member was her first thought. This would have been a great option had anyone answered. She left voice and text messages. “Shit,” she swore, frustrated, standing there in her casual blouse, skirt and heels in the driveway, looking every bit the suburban working mom. She stared up at the house from the driveway then decided to walk around the back of the house and test to see if maybe she could find a way in. Knowing it was not going to work she tested the roll up garage door first, bending over and grabbing the handle, giving it a tug angrilly. Shannon was a big girl. Not fat, just thick. Standing 5'10” and even taller in heels her big head of curly red hair made her look even taller. Shannon was built like an amazon at 41 years old and sporting a hefty 42E rack, 40 inch hips, and a 38 inch waist. Still hot even with having birthed and rasied two teens. She presented quite a picture to anyone who might have seen her bent over in her short skirt and tight blouse, yanking her door showing off her cleavage and long legs. A classic suburban soccer mom MILF Shannon got the attention of just about any cock she passed, even the gay ones liked her for her classic redhead look. Shannon smiled at her frustration, standing up with her hands on her wide mommie hips for a moment then set off to test the garage door on the side yard of the suburban ranch style home. Leaving the driveway Shannon walked around the side of the garage to the gate leading to the back door. Pulling the rope that popped the gate's latch Shannon was immediately greeted by the family dog. Harley was a big old bundle of happy. A black lab full of energy and love and play. He wagged and ran around Shannon, smiling up and excited to see one of his pack home. Shannon took a moment to greet the dog then stepped through the gate, shutting it behind her and walking along the cement path to the garage's side door. Testing it she found it also locked so she continued on as Harley followed, wagging excitedly as Shannon continued to test the integrity of the house. Having tested all the doors and windows available and finding none would allow her entry Shannon stood on the back porch in typical pose, hands on hips, thinking of what to do next. She checked her phone then looking down at Harley said, “Well, we're fucked aren't we boy?” Shannon smiled and pet the big old stud's head as he just looked up at her, panting and smiling in his dog way. Shannon didn't realize it, or even think of it, but Harely had an awesome view. Shannon was not one to wear underwear. In fact, she didn't own any panties at all. Bras, yes, she had to, she had watermelons for tits, but no panties. It was her, “thing,” her way of being maybe a little naughty in the great wide world of suburban blandness. Harley, however, did not know to appreciate the view up her skirt but if he had then he would have enjoyed the seeing her bare white mommie ass and perhaps the occasional glimpse of her trimmed bush and pink tight pussy. Shannon was a fan of her bush. While it was in vouge to shave or wax according to her soccer mom friends, Shannon had a nice full red bush so she just kept is nice and neat and trimmed. During swisuit season she knocked it back a bit more to keep it hidden under her suit bottoms. Shannon straightened again after patting Harley's head for a bit and stood there staring at the house trying to think of what to do next when her eyes dropped to the bottom of the french door leading from the back porch into her kitchen. She blinked for a second then smiled seeing the pet door at the bottom of the door installed to let Harley run back and forth from the house and the yard. Shannon smiled then looked down at Harley. “Well! Why didn't you say something?” Harley just stared up at her, smiling his dog smile and of course not replying. Shannon approached the door and looked at it, testing it with her hand and realizing it would be a very, very tight fit. Especially for her, she was not sure she could even get her tits through the opening. But, looking between the door and Harley she sized it up and decided she could at least give it a try and with that got down onto all fours and poked her head in, looking around her kitchen and smiling up at the counter seeing her keys sitting there with the mail. Encouraged Shannon worked an arm in, then, twisting got her shoulders through and her other arm. With her head and shoulders through the door she wiggled a bit giggling at what must be quite the view that anyone might have were they to look over the suburban fence into the back yard. Harley padded around, oblivious to the view but enticed by his owner down on all fours wiggling around. Jay was sitting at his desk in his room working on a paper for class at his computer. Jay was in in his last year of high school having just turned 18 and was home because seniors towards the end of their last year got a few short days and some flexible schedules since a lot of them had after school jobs. This was a short day for Jay and he took advantage of the opportunity to get a paper for history done. Jay did have an after school job stocking shelves at a retailer but not today. Jay's small workstation sat up against the wall by his bedroom window, occasionally he would glance out at the view from his second story over the row of backyards of the suburban neighborhood. Today Jay did a double take when he looked out the window and saw Mrs Jacobs on all fours crawling into the pet door on her while their dog Harley padded around excitededly. On the second take Jay stared trying to comprehend what he was seeing and when he did he started smiling at the sight. Mrs Jacobs was a favorite, “go to,” for him, and his friends. All of them thought of her as one of the top MILFS in the neighborhood. Mrs Jacobs' son Mike was one of Jay's good friends, and did not seem to mind the attention his mother got. In fact Mike had recently hosted a party in the yard Jay was staring down at around the small pool celebrating the end of their senior year. Mike had invited twenty of so of his friends over and while some of the bikini clad teens certainly were worth looking at, Mrs Jacobs was definitely a stand out with her massive rack and fire red hair. Jay admitedly had fantasies of the stacked MILF and the scene he was looking at now fuled it. Jay grined at the sight of his friend's mother crawling on all fours and laughed as she wiggled. As he watched it suddenly occurred to him to angle his high definition web cam at the show and so he perched his go pro camera on the sil of his window and fired up some software that let him zoom in a bit. Looking at his monitor he got a pretty good picture of Mrs Jacobs as she got her head and shoulders through the doggy door. Shannon, meanwhile, and oblivious to her audience over the fence, was encouraged with her progress and twisted in the hole. This let her get a tit through the space. With the first melon over the threshold she worked her other hanging jugg over the lip of the door bringing her top half into the house. “Ouch,” she thought with some trepidation now. She was squeezed in the tight space but was committed now so she inched forwards working her torso into the house until she got to her broad hips. “Oh shit,” she muttered twisting now, struggling and cicking her heels trying to wiggle around to get her mommie hips through the tight opening. “Fuck,” she shouted into the empty house with a little bit of uncomfort and a whole lot of frustration finally relenting and deciding to work herself back. Jay was enjoying the spectackle. His friend's mom wiggling and kicking and struggling to get through the backyard doggy door while he recorded it. Chuckling he absently groped his crotch at the sight of the MILF on all fours struggling. Shannon wiggled backwards, inching her self out of the door still unaware of her audience. Shannon twisted and turned and angled and squirmed, her skirt fluttered up flashing her audience as she tried to get free of her confinement. Her blouse had ridden up, untucking from her skirt and bunching around her juggs. While getting her tits into the space was not much of a task getting them back out proved to be impossible without help. Shannon realized she was stuck and started to panic. Wiggling back and forth did no good and eventually she quit trying, breathing hard and thinking hard of some way to get herself out when she felt the cold nose of Harley on her bare thigh. Shannon froze, tensing at the sensation, then wiggling trying to disde the dog as his hot breath caressed her bare milk white thighs. The stud obviously enticed by her position, and her scent, was not detered and soon his head was up her skirt and after a few snifs of her cunt his tounge came out and he rapidly licked her beaver. “Oh shit,” was not just Shannon's thought but also that of Jay as he sat watching the dog go up her skirt. Jay blinked at the sight, smiling as he watched the dog go to work while Shannon struggled. The more she moved the more eager the dog got. Jay realized at this point that Shannon was stuck and while he knew he should run over to help he was fixated on the show. Shannon was wiggling and trying to fend the dog off but the big black lab was going to town. Jay could not break away from watching and was rewarded in his vouyerism when Harley broke away and reared up, grabbing the hips of his master's bitch as she knelt on all fours, stuck half in and half out of the pet door, in position for him to breed. “Oh shit,” went through their heads again when each realized what the horny dog was doing. The big black lab had mounted Shannon, grabbing a hold of her by her waist and gripping her while the woman struggled in the hole. His front paws gripped her by her wide mommie hips and he stepped forward, thrusting his significant doggie dick as it swelled between his legs, seeking the pussy of the bitch stuck in the pet door. Jay leaned in gawking at the scene. The dog humping away, his thick meaty dog cock bobbing around as the stud humped. The animal holding his friend's mother in place as he randomly worked to get his cock into her while she struggled in the hole. Jay could hear her yelling at the dog but he just could not move as he watched the animal try to mate. Jay was not unfamiliar with what he was watching. The internet being what it was he had come across a few videos of sluts being used by animals and had found them enjoyable. He had never thought he would actually see it, be it apparently unwilling, he found himself rooting for the beast as the dog happilly humped away until he randomly found his mark and went balls deep into his bitch's cunt. Shannon's eyes bugged as the dog entered her. Jay couldn't see this but she froze when the animal's meat slid into her easilly. Shannon had unwillingly become somewhat aroused by the animal's thrusting and so her lubed kitty was esilly penetrted and as soon as Harley found his mark he went to town on it. Shannon knelt there, not struggling now as she took the dog's cock, the animal gripping her around the waist and hammering her suburban mommie pussy as she knelt, stuck, half in and half out of the house. “Oohhhhh fuck!” she moaned at the sensation, the pounding she was getting blinding her to her situation as the animal took her. Shannon just braced herself taking it as the beast worked his cock in and out of her hole, her beaver making wet sucking noises as the stud went at her. Soon his swollen knot was at her enterance and the animal heled nothing back, slamming the swollen knot into his bitch, tieing with her as she squeeled underneath him. “Oohhhhhhhhhh shiiitttttttt!” she groaned into the empty house, bouncing on all fours with the big black stud slaming in and out of her when the knot popped past her labia and sealed her off. Her 42Es had spilled out of her undersize bra and were rocking back and forth as the animal pounded away, his paws holding her by her wide hips as he used her cunt. Jay gawked at the site, actively stroking his boner now as he watched the dog mate with his friend's mom. Cheering the stud on in his head as he watched the beast fuck her. He came before the dog did but was rewareded with the sounds of Shannon's moans when Harley blasted his load into his owner's cunt. Shannon knelt there, breathing hard, unbeleiving, her face and chest hot from her own orgasim as the dog's meat throbbed inside of her hole. “Oh fuck,” she thought a little disgusted at herself but hot from the huge orgasim she just had. She just knelt there, hurting a little, then gasping as the dog attempted to dismount, tugging his swollen knot out of her as she squeeled not understanding what was happening to her. When the massive swollen knot popped out of her the dog's load felt like it flooded out of her drenching her thighs as he left her in the door, padding off somewhere to recharge his balls. Jay was out of his seat and running down the stairs after seeing the animal dismount leaving Shannon in place. He had grabbed his GoPro camera and cell phone and he rushed over, hopping the hedge between his house and theirs and hurtling around the side of the house scrambling at the gate to get it open. He ran around and was once again greeted with the scene from his window. Mrs Jacobs was still down on all fours, still apparently stuck, but now her skirt was hiked up around her mommie waist and her bare ass and freshly used cunt were on display. Jay didn't hesitate, he fired up his GoPro, set it down on a chaise lounge and snapped a few pics of his friend's mom on display before greeting the panting stressed out woman. “Mrs Jacobs? You OK?” Jay asked, predominantly wanting to make sure she was not hurt. “Oh!” came the reply, “Who is that?” asked Shannon, her voice muffled. “Jay from next door.” “Oh, thank God!” “You, uh, stuck?” “You think?” Shannon replied with a laugh. “How can I help?” Jay asked staring at her bare butt smiling realizing she had no idea of the view. The scene making Jay's cock twitched as he got a few more pics with his smart phone. “I'm not sure.” came the reply and Jay moved in getting a closer look. “You, uh, seem to have had a bit of fun.” Jay observed as he moved in. “What?” came the startled reply as Shannon tensed beginning to realize that Jay must have seen what happened and that is what brought him over. “Yeah, was quite the show.” he added smiling as he moved around the woman, grinning as he unzipped and fished his semi-hard cock out eyeing her, “Maybe I could get in on the fun?” He added moving between her heels, kicking them apart and kneeling down eyeying her dripping pussy as she knelt there unable to resist. “Jay! No! That's! No! That's wrong! I can't! Oh!” she gasped when she felt the boy's cock head along her cum dripping pussy lips, the boy jerking himself hard with one hand as the other moved to her hip. “Yeah Mrs Jacobs, with what I have on you I think you are going to give it up for me all the time.” Jay smiled watching his cock head split open her wet cunt, seeing her firey red beaver up close did it for him and he let go of his now raging hard on and slid balls deep into his friend's mother. “OoohhHHhhhhhhh” she moaned as she felt the kid fill her up with his hardon, his hands holding her hips down as he began to rape her cunt. “Ah yeah, better than the best!” Jay groaned and started to go to work, humping his hips as his gopro sat on the chair next to him recording the scene. “Ohh, Oh jay! Oh fuck jay! Stop!” Shannon resisted weakly, her pussy honestly enjoying the fresh dick as the boy held her in place and pumped hard and fast. Not like Harley, which was fantastic, but still, knowing her neighbor's kid was inside her, using her, got her hot and she climaxed again on the boy's throbbing rod as he filled her. Jay didn't last long and soon blasted his nut into his friend's mom, smiling down as he knelt between her bare thighs balls deep in her as he felt her grip his dick with her kegal muscles. “Oh, that's nice Mrs Jacobs, thanks! Now lets see what we can do about getting you out of there.” Jay said pulling out, wiping his cock on her bare thigh then using her skirt to get the goo off his meat before putting it back in his pants. “You've to be hurting by now,” he mused, she did not reply. Jay got his pants back on and, leaving the GoPro running moved up to the door. “How did you get in there?” he asked a bit fascinated. “Well I did, now do you think you can get me out or do we have to chop down the door?” Shannon replied a little angrilly. “Well, back up a bit, and let me see.” Jay bent over on his elbows and looked under Shannon to see what was going on, watching as he backed up. “Um, well, maybe if I can get a hand in there I can get your boob out,” Jay mused and reached into the hole groping one of Shannon's melons. Smiling at the sensation as he hefted it over the threshold by mashing it up. Shannon was able to get herself out from there sat back, breathing hard, her hair and makeup wrecked, Jay still hefting a tit. Shannon smacked his hand away, not with a whole lot of anger but more frustration, but she did nothing to cover herself up. “Give a girl a break!” she growled with a smirk. “Locked out?” Jay smiled and then let go and as Shannon straightened her blouse, fixing her bra. When she nodded he turned to the door and crawled in. Shannon took the opportunity to admire the teen and gave his butt a smack as he wiggled into the door while Harley sat watching with his cock still recharging. “Ow!” Jay barked and laughed as he got into the house and unlocked the door, opening it. He stepped forward and helped Shannon up, smiling as she tried to get some composure back. “I suppose I should go?” Jay asked a little meekly now feeling guilty for having not had her consent. “Oh no you don't. You took advantage. What you did was wrong and it is only fair that I get some payback! You owe me! Now get in there and get your clothes off!” Shannon was steamed, but not too steamed. She had thought things throught a little and realized she and Jay were going to need to figure something out. Jay just blinked but stepped back into the kitchen and took of his clothes while his friends mom stood with her arms crossed watching. “Nice,” she said admiring the view. “Now get it hard for me” she added watching as the kid started to touch himself uncomfortably. Shannon grabbed her cell phone from the floor and started filming the kid as he performed. “Not nice is it? How do you like it with the shoe on the other foot?” she asked as Jay nervously masturbated in front of her. “Well, Jay, we are just going to have to figure this out.” she said watching him through the camera. “I mean, you clearly have the goods on me, I clearly have the goods on you, so what do you propose we do? Call it a draw?” Jay just stood there, cock in hand, feeling it twitch in his palm as he stroked it while Shannon grilled him. Shannon smirked at the kid's lack of reply. “Here is what I think. I think we are both adults. What you did was wrong, and you owe me for that. When I want payback I will let you know, you can keep your video but know I have mine too. Thanks for helping me out now I think you ought to go home.” Shannon stepped to the side and indicated the door. Jay started to get his clothes but she stopped him. “No, those stay here, you can just figure out how to get home without them.” She said smiling from behind the camera. Jay stepped out into the yard and looked around. He collected his camera and phone and headed towards the fence separating his ard from hers. He scrambled over and fell with a thud into his own yard. Getting to his feet he slinked away into the house and up to his room, looking out the window Shannon was still there. In the time it had taken for him to get back to his room she had striped naked and was down on all fours in her yard. Her massive udders hanging under, dragging in the grass as Harley was back at her pussy, lapping away at her cum filled cooch. Jay just gawked and smiled as his cock twitched back to life.

I had an early morning paper route. It was a good way to pick up some extra money; I had no idea what else I would pick up. Part of my route included some apartment buildings where a lot of students from the local university lived. It was easier to go behind the building than around. One morning as I was walking past the back of the building, I heard something that attracted my attention. I quietly approached an open window that had the curtains not totally closed. I couldn’t believe what I saw. A girl was masturbating. She was so pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair that framed her beautiful round face perfectly. Her eyes were brown too. It would not surprise to find out that she was the girl Van Morison sang about. Her lips were as red as cherries and I could see her teeth as white as pearls. Her skin looked so smooth and flawless. As I continued watching, I saw her breasts rising up and down with her every breath. Looking back they were a C cup, but at the time, they seemed huge. Bigger than anything the girls I went to school with had yet. They were topped by beautiful red nipples that were hard and sticking straight up. And so was my dick. It was straining so hard against my jeans it hurt, so I unzipped my fly and took it out. I started stroking it imaging that I was sliding it in and out of her pussy. Did I mention her pussy yet? It had a small bush of neatly, trimmed, brown hair that matched perfectly to the hair on her head. She had her legs spread open and I could see her pink pussy. It was the most incredible thing I had ever seen. I couldn’t hold back anymore, I started stroking my dick even faster and then suddenly I came on the wall that I was standing next to. As my cum dripped down my hand, I realized just how exposed I actually was. I quickly put my dick away and zipped up my pants, and then walked as quietly and as quickly as I could away from there. I had to run to finish my route and I ended up missing the bus, Mom wasn’t thrilled to have to drive me to school. Fortunately she didn’t ask why I was late, just lectured me about how I wasn’t going to get anywhere if I was lazy and didn’t work hard and I don’t know what else. I wasn’t listening, I was still thinking about the naked girl I had just seen. No, not a girl. A woman. A college woman. I felt myself getting hard again in the car. It wasn’t easy walking like that, but I held my book bag in front of me and reported to the office. After signing in, I went to the bathroom before I went to class to take care of things. As I stroked myself, I once again thought about her breasts. They were so round and sat high on her chest. I wondered what it would be like to kiss them. I imagined sucking on those pretty nipples and squeezing those luscious breasts. I wondered what they felt like. Were they soft like pillows? Did they feel like balloons, melons, balls? Just thinking about it made me cum again, shooting out even more than I did earlier, which I wouldn’t have thought possible. I cleaned up quickly and made my way to class. The rest of the day was a blur. I kept looking at the girls in my class and picturing them naked on the bed. I wondered what their pussy hair looked like. What about their boobs? Were they the same as the girl I saw that morning? Were all boobs the same or were they different? So many questions. And I didn’t have any answers. My cock got hard several more times through the day and I couldn’t wait to get home and jack off again. For a little while, I stopped thinking about boobs and pussies and was able to focus on my homework. Then it was time for dinner. Unfortunately, or maybe not, there were boobs at the dinner table too. My older sister had invited a friend. Her name was Holly, she was the head cheerleader of the freshman cheer squad at high school. She filled out her cheer uniform very nicely with large boobs and a tiny round ass. Her legs seemed to go on forever, and looked smooth enough to eat of. She caught me looking at her and gave a little smile, but didn’t say anything. Then my sister had to ruin the moment by announcing that she and Holly were going to eat in her room because they had some homework to do. So there I was sitting at the table with another boner and no way to do anything about it. Thankfully, I had food to distract me and except for a lecture from Dad about being late for school that morning, dinner was pretty good. My boner went away, and I took my turn doing the dishes. Watched some TV, (this was back in the days when kids didn’t have had TV in their bedrooms) and then my parents announced it was bedtime. I tried to protest that I was too old to have a bedtime, but mostly it was just for show. I really did want to go to my room. I jacked off again, this time imagining that Holly was sucking my dick. Finally, I drifted off to sleep dreaming about the college girl I saw in the window that morning. Next day, I got up early and practically ran through my paper route, changing it a little bit so that I finished by the girl’s apartment building. I quietly walked up to her window and after making sure the coast was clear. I looked through the window but instead of that beautiful pussy I saw yesterday, I saw nothing. She wasn’t there. I waited a few minutes in case she was just in the bathroom, but she never came into the room. I left disappointed, but I knew she had to come back eventually. I tried again the next morning and this time she was there. I still didn’t get to see her pussy, though. She was sound asleep. Then she shifted positions in her sleep and the sheet that was covering her slipped down, exposing her breasts. They were as perfect as I remembered. Her nipples weren’t sticking out very much this time and they looked more pink than red, but they still gave me a hard-on. I pulled my dick out and jacked off while watching her. I imagined what it would be like to kiss those breasts and suck on her nipples. I came fast and sprayed the wall. I watched her sleep for a couple minutes more then quietly left. That pattered continued for the next couple of weeks. Some mornings she was gone, some she was there sleeping. When she was there, most of the time, I wasn’t lucky enough to have her sheets slip down and give me a view of her body, but that didn’t stop me from jacking off beneath her window. I was starting to get a little frustrated though. I was masturbating every day, sometimes more than once and yet this girl seemed to be able to go weeks without doing it. But, I kept watching, hoping that one day I would see her again. Then, finally, one Saturday morning, as I approached her window, I heard noises. Noises that were familiar even though I had heard them just once before. I quietly looked through her window, expecting to see her rubbing that beautiful pussy again, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. To be continued…

I felt the heat in my face as soon as she said it. Humiliation twisted inside. Embarrassment uncoiled. The fire in my cheeks and the way I couldn’t look at her face-on were all the confirmation she needed. Despite my mumbled “No,” it must have been obvious I was lying. “Let’s get something straight,” she said. “Right now.” I gulped and glanced at her face while a quick, impetuous thought about escape popped into my head. It was a brief look at her eyes, which were fixed upon me like blue lasers of death, her expression serious. When I saw that look, panic swelled. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to have the conversation I knew was coming. The urge to get away was strong, compelling, and near irresistible. But I was trapped. I was on my bed with my aunt perched on the edge between me and the door. To get away meant scooting along on my arse to the foot of the bed or barging her out of the way. Simple enough I suppose. But what happened then? I could get away but couldn’t avoid her for long. My Aunt Janet was staying at our house. Even if I ran, what would happen after? I looked away from her, towards the television, the little portable showing Starsky and Hutch. The programme was popular, an instant hit in 1976. I loved it, identifying more with the character of Hutch because we were both tall and fair. I liked the leather-sleeved latter jacket he wore; and I thought his shooter was cooler than Starsky’s. Aunt Janet had interrupted my viewing by knocking at the bedroom door, walking in, and then sitting on the edge of my bed. “I realise you’re embarrassed, Mikey,” my aunt continued. “I am, too. But I have to say something.” “I don’t know what you mean,” I said, wishing she’d stop. Couldn’t she see I wanted to watch my programme? Aunt Janet sighed, an exasperated sound. Then she said, “Don’t, Mikey. Don’t lie. Just let me talk. You don’t know how difficult it is for me to be here like this.” She paused and sighed again before adding, “One thing I want to get straight, this is between me and you. I want … I need you to know I won’t be talking about this to anyone. Nobody else needs to know.” I was confused. I’d thought she was there to tell me off, to chastise me, to put me well and truly in my place so, baffled, I stammered, “I … I duh-don’t understand.” I’d risked another glance at her face as I said it. Saw her roll her eyes and grimace. “Bloody hell,” my aunt muttered to herself. She showed signs of a temper when she continued. “Look. All right, let’s stop the nonsense, Mikey. Let’s just be honest. I promise this is solely between us. I mean it. You can be truthful. I won’t be angry.” When I didn’t say anything, my Aunt Janet murmured, “Bloody hell. How many times…? All right, I’ll say it again. Mikey, I know you’ve been looking at me.” The denial rose in my throat while my overheated cheeks flared even hotter. I opened my mouth to voice it, and Janet held up a hand. “No,” she said, cutting me short. “Don’t say anything if it’s a lie. I know you have, Mikey. You’ve been quite obvious about it. I’ve noticed it a few times now. Let’s just say you’re not very subtle.” My aunt said the last with a twist to her lips. A sly smirk that made me gulp down on the chagrin. I’d been caught. She knew I’d been gawking at her. “Sorry,” I said through a croak. “That’s just it,” my aunt said. “This is why we need to be honest, why I said I won’t be talking to anyone at all about this, Mikey. You don’t have to be sorry.” Then something dark and primal tugged at me way down deep. I didn’t understand the meaning of her next sentence in any coherent, logical sense. All I got was the loose meaning on an instinctive level. A hint of something illicit and thrilling when Janet finished with a near whisper: “I don’t mind you looking. I actually like it.” *** I boggled, mind unable to cope. I understood what Aunt Janet had said, but couldn’t reconcile her apparent meaning with my concept of reality. So I stared, the weight of my hanging jaw unrealised until my aunt blurted a laugh and said, “Your face, Mikey; God, that’s a picture.” I closed my mouth as my aunt moved in close against me, her arm pressed against mine, the heat of her body and the clean, smooth scent coming off her making my cock thicken and grow. As we sat there, side-by-side, squeezed in together like commuters on a rush-hour train, my dick was way ahead of my brain. My cock knew what was going on, abruptly stiff, pumped up with blood and interest. Before I could stop myself, I mumbled, “What are you doing?” “Well, Mikey,” my aunt replied. To be honest, I don’t really know what I’m doing. I’ve seen you looking and it got me thinking. And I know I shouldn’t be here this way and talking to you, but I can’t help it.” She shrugged and my eyes were drawn to the crease of her cleavage. “Maybe it’s the divorce,” she said in a low murmur. “Maybe I’m puddled.” Aunt Janet sighed, a long, slow exhalation as she snuggled in even tighter and put her palm on my thigh. “Whatever it is,” she breathed, “I like the way you’ve been eyeing me up. That’s the truth, Mikey, I like it a lot more than is good for me. Which is why I’m here. I want to know what you’re actually thinking.” Right at that moment I wasn’t doing a lot of thinking. My mind was busy trying to sort through all the impressions and sensations swirling around. The sight of Aunt Janet’s substantial boobs squished together disturbed me. I was unsettled, conflicted by the urge to bury my head between her tits and the real possibility of a slap to the face for doing it. It was a vague and distant sense, yet the insistent feeling I had, other than surging lust and desire, was that the whole situation was most definitely wrong. The tiny voice was a long way away at the back of my mind. Muted and easy to ignore, what it told me was this was wrong in a moral sense. Wrong in a way that my mother would not be pleased to know about. “Come on,” Aunt Janet purred, hand moving to cover the ridge of my cock. “Tell me what’s inside your head, Mikey. Do you think rude things when you’re looking? Or have I made a real fool of myself?” Lust surged and rose to the boil. I gulped and looked down at the unbelievable sight of her hand covering the bulge in my jeans. Oh, I knew it was her hand, saw the wedding ring. Despite the recent and very emotional split from her husband, Janet hadn’t taken it off. What I had trouble getting past was the fact that she was my aunt, my mother’s sister, and that was her palm I could feel pressing my dick. “You do like me, don’t you, Mikey?” I could hear the first strains of doubt in her tone, caught the sound in her voice. There was a flicker of it behind her eyes when I looked at her face. “Aunt Janet,” I said on a groan, “I think you’re lovely.” *** The groan and those words galvanised my aunt. I still wasn’t working at full speed where logical thought was concerned, that train was still slowly pulling out of the station, and before I fully caught on to the reality of the situation, she had my jeans at my knees and my dick in her fist. How she came to loosen the belt, unfasten the button, and unzip my flies – let alone get the jeans down past my rump – I have no real recollection. But, the truth of it was my aunt was working my cock with her hand. She squeezed the shaft and rubbed the ball of her thumb over the dome, mumbling what sounded like nonsense while she squirmed her rump against my bed. “Oh, fuck,” I grunted, already starting to work my hips. “You like it, dirty boy?” I looked at my aunt’s face and saw her expression all avid and hungry, sort of feral as she eyed my dick and her fist jacking my length. I wondered, through the shock and the sweetness, at how much she seemed to enjoy what she was doing. After all, what pleasure was she getting from this? But she was certainly getting something out of it. The catch at the back of her throat when she spoke and the wild look in her eye told me my aunt was getting a definite thrill from wanking my dick. “Naughty, dirty boy,” she crooned. “I saw you looking. I saw you, Mikey. What were you thinking? Were you thinking about my tits? Were you thinking about fucking your aunt?” The way she said dirty had an effect. I was simultaneously and paradoxically humiliated and aroused. Horny beyond my experience. My own mother’s sister knew about my sexual desire, feelings so dark and clandestine I should have been mortified over her knowledge. And, under different conditions I would have been mortified, but the actuality was she was cranking my cock. Unbelievable and unlikely as the act was, my aunt was working her fist up and down the length, sighing and speaking of depravity in the crudest of terms. To hear her say “fucking” brought forth a moan from my balls to my throat. The nastiness caused the rush. By then I was fucking her hand. Instinct had taken over, all confusion swept away by the tide of lust as my cock spat jism in such a huge and vehement surge some of the hot stuff splashed against Janet’s cheek. She yelped when it hit her. My aunt flinched back away from me, more of the goo arcing up from the eye in my dick. Spunk spattered down in an indiscriminate rain. Dollops of it pooled on my aunt’s skirt while more of the stuff was smeared over her arm. Even as the pleasure took me and I groaned and sobbed my delight, I noticed a snotty rope of cum in her hair and dark, wet stains on her blouse. “Oh, God, Mikey!” Aunt Janet squeaked. “You’re coming! Oh, God, just look at you come!” Lost in the throes, I juddered and shook. I moaned and gasped and felt the last spasms of that wonderful climax as the rush tapered off to dribble and ooze. “You filthy, dirty, lovely boy,” my aunt muttered as she stood up and leaned at the waist to loom over me. Then she grinned and ducked in to plant a kiss on my mouth. A moment later, she was gone. I saw my aunt’s backside sway side-to-side as she left my room, my cock seeping cum, spunk staining my bed. *** The sound of squealing tyres and gunfire brought me back to reality. I can’t say how long I’d been laid there, but the cum was cold and Starsky and Hutch were involved in the inevitable shoot-out. Focussed on reality again, I threw a glance at the television, then gazed at my cock for half-a-minute or so. Did that really happen? Had my aunt actually wanked me off? It didn’t seem real, but the evidence was there in blobs of spunk. The images came to mind: Janet’s expression while she muttered the profanity; her eyes, the hungry stare; the dirty words she muttered and gasped while milking my semen. That’s when the excitement ballooned again. Reckless desire swelled, and it was a sudden imperative that I find my Aunt Janet because I wanted more of the same. I wanted her body, all that ripe magnificence in my hands, her nipples in my mouth and my cock working inside her. I almost fell off the bed in my haste. Then only just saved myself from a headlong dive after trying to run with my jeans down at my shins. I hauled up the recalcitrant leggings and bolted from my room, desperate to find her.

COFFEE, TEA, OR THREE? Bobby and Carl were old college buddies. They lived in the same dorm for three years and they partied together, played intramural sports together, and sometimes even studied together. Carl was a year ahead of Bobby but they ended up graduating at the same time. Once they graduated they worked multiple jobs for a few months to save money, and then piled into Bobby’s car and traveled the United States for almost six months. Sharing that experience pretty much bonded them for life. They were opposites in many ways. Bobby was blond, tall and lean-muscled, a ballplayer, a runner and a musician; Carl was dark-haired, stocky and had been an amateur boxer and had a crooked nose as a result. Bobby was into music and the arts and liked to camp and hike; Carl liked to work on cars, go hunting and fishing and stay at the Best Western. In their college afterlives Bobby was a sales rep for an athletic wear manufacturer and played music on the side; Carl was a manager for a firm that refurbished metro buses. But they were good friends, shared the same sense of humor, and made it a point to get together every few months for a night out. This story begins on one of those nights. Carl and Bobby were 26 and 25 years old, and it was a Friday night, the day after Thanksgiving. They decided to meet at one of their old hangouts, The Vous, a pub near the university campus where they’d gone to college. It was a place that had a beer and wine license, but sold no hard liquor. It was known for cheap pitchers, live music and a high threshold for craziness, at least back when they were in school. Bobby lived about forty-five minutes away from campus and Carl lived an hour away in the opposite direction so they drove separately and met out front of The Vous. They went inside to the bar, ordered two bottles of beer and a pitcher of Coke, and then found a small table off to the side and took seats. The beers were mostly for show. The pitcher of Coke was for the bottle of rum Carl had stuffed in his jacket. The place was dead for a Friday, which made sense since it was Thanksgiving weekend and most students had gone home for the holiday. Only two other tables were occupied in addition to a handful of regulars at the bar. There was a trio setting up on stage. While Carl surreptitiously stirred rum into the pitcher of Coke, Bobby went over to the band to introduce himself, as musicians are wont to do. He wanted to see if they had any mutual musical friends. Carl filled one of the tumblers the beertender had given them with Coke from the pitcher, then cradling the pitcher in his lap, emptied a third of the rum into it. Meanwhile Bobby talked to the guitarist and admired his instruments. As it turned out, they didn’t have any mutual acquaintances but they dug a lot of the same stuff. It was a blues-rock band, and Bobby had grown up on that. Bobby sat back down at the table with Carl and they commenced to shooting the shit, sipping beer and chasing it with Cuba Libres. They talked about the usual stuff they talked about when they got together: jobs, sports, women and college. Finally, after about twenty minutes the band kicked it into gear. Immediately Bobby could hear that the band was really tight and thankfully not ear-bleeding loud. That was good he thought, especially with the mostly-empty room. It looked like it was going to be a slow night at The Vous. Only a few more people had come into the place after Carl and Bobby. There was a table of four, two couples seated in a booth on the far side, and two girls at a deuce not far from their own table. Carl nudged Bobby when he noticed the two ladies and tilted his head in their direction. “Hey Buddy, check it out,” he said. “Hard left rudder, we got two hot ones.” The girls were fine looking and were sharing a carafe of wine. One was blonde, with shoulder-length frizzy curls, and looked to be in her early twenties. The other was a few years older but looked just as delectable, with the same frizzy hair, only she was brunette. Both were slim and sexy in tight jeans, Blondie with a snug red sweater and the older gal in a cream-colored blouse. Both looked good enough to eat, and somewhat out of place at this dump. “They must be sisters,” Bobby said. “Sisters? Really?” “Yeah, look at their eyes. They have the same eyes. Same mouth too.” Carl tried to look without staring. “Well, I don’t care if they’re sisters, or cousins or hookers, they are fucking hot! We need more ice,” he said, and got up to go to the bar. Bobby figured he just wanted to get a better look at the chicks. Bobby was applauding a guitar solo when Carl came back with a bowl of ice and some lime wedges. “I ordered them a drink,” Carl said as he sat down. The Vous was not known for reliable wait staff. “You did?” “Yep. Bartender’s going to send them over in a few minutes when they’re ready for refills.” “Smooth!” Bobby said, and filled their glasses over fresh ice. “Drink up!” Carl dumped the rest of the ice into the pitcher and poured in another healthy dose of rum. The refreshments were going down easy and Bobby was getting into the music, tapping his feet and rapping his thumbs on the table. The rhythm section was a meaty, steady pulse and now the guitarist had switched to electric violin and was knocking off blues licks with his bow and his fingers. “This band is good,” Bobby said when the tune ended. “Hey, look,” Carl said, nodding toward the girls. The bartender was delivering the new carafe of wine. They watched as he explained who’d sent the drinks and pointed toward them. The girls both looked over at them and with coy smiles raised their glasses in thanks. The band kicked into a slow blues and the lead guitar moaned. Over the rest of the set they would glance over at the girls and occasionally eye contact would be made. At one point the brunette got up and went to the ladies room. Carl and Bobby had their eyes glued to her tightly-wrapped butt until she disappeared down the hall to the restrooms. Then they glanced at the blonde, who was smiling and shaking her head. “Caught you!” she lipped, pointing at them. Bobby and Carl blushed, shrugged and laughed. Then they raised their drinks and clinked their glasses. “That’s worth a toast!” Bobby said, loud enough for all to hear. Just as the band went on a break, the brunette returned from the restroom and they were watching her. They were surprised when she made a beeline for their table. “Hey guys, thanks again for the drinks. We wanted to return the gesture but what are you drinking? I see two empty beer bottles, but what’s in the pitcher?” Her voice was low and breathy. “Coke,” Bobby said. “Coke?” she said. “You kidding me? How can two young guys have as much fun as you’re having drinking Coke?” They looked at each other and laughed. Carl opened his jacket and showed her the bottle. “Rum and coke,” he said softly. “Want one?” She threw her head back and laughed. “Beautiful!” she said. “Two beers and a pitcher of Coke coming up.” She strutted off to the bar. Bobby looked at the blonde. She had a grin on her face. “Hey, do you mind if we move over there,” he said, pointing at the table next to theirs. “It would be better than hollering halfway across the room,” Blondie said. Bobby and Carl hustled to the table with their glasses and pitcher. Soon Brunette returned carrying a tray with two beers, a pitcher of Coke and some plastic cups. “Why don’t we push these tables together,” she said as she placed the tray on the table. “It will be easier to talk that way.” So they did. Without asking Bobby poured their concoction into two cups for the girls. Introductions were made. The brunette was named Summer and the blonde was named Bree. “Those are interesting names,” Bobby said. “Different. Unique.” “We’re interesting women,” Summer said with a wink. “No argument there,” Bobby said. “Were you born in the summer? Is Summer a nickname?” “No, it’s my real name. My mother is a holdover hippy.” “Ah, I see. And Bree…,” he said, turning to her. “Is that like the cheese?” “No, it’s short for Breeze. My mom is a holdover hippy too.” “Right,” Carl chimed in. “Because you’re sisters, right?” Summer and Bree looked at each other, smiling, and sipped their wine. “You’re very perceptive,” Bree said. “Really,” he went on, “Because you look alike, you have the same eyes and the same mouth and I bet you get that a lot…” “I’m her mother,” Summer said, cutting him off. Carl and Bobby were both caught off guard. They sat back in their chairs, taking it in. “I never would have guessed,” Bobby said. “Summer, you look like her big sister, maybe three or four years older!” “Well,” she chuckled, “I had her at a young age, but not that young!” They all laughed. The ice had been thoroughly broken. The guys had inadvertently made Summer’s night, and they could tell that Bree was proud of her hot mom. They all went on to learn about each other. Bobby and Carl told them about their college days and car trip and jobs and their occasional night out. Summer lived alone in a small house three blocks from the bar, and worked at the VA hospital and taught yoga and aerobics. Bree was twenty-one and was visiting for the long weekend. She lived in New York City where she had a day job at an art museum while she tried to make it as a dancer. The night turned out to be a blast. They drank all the rum and danced and changed partners several times. Bobby sat in with the band on a couple tunes and slow-danced with Bree and Summer. He loved the feel and smell of both, and the touch of their tits against his chest, and was pretty sure it was no accident when their knees found their way gently between his thighs. The eye contact they made, the smiles they shared, and the open conversation they had over several hours made this a special night. But as is often the case when there are two guys and two girls, it can be awkward not knowing the next best step. It seemed to be clicking on all levels, but as the night wound down, Bobby wondered where it would go next. ---- After the third set, Bree and Summer went to the restroom together. This is it, Bobby thought. “So, who gets the old lady?” Carl said after they left. “Hey, she doesn’t look old to me,” Bobby said, “She looks just about right.” “How old do you think she is?” “I don’t know. She said she had Bree when she was young. Bree’s twenty-one. What, maybe thirty-nine or forty?” “She looks damn good for thirty-nine or forty.” “Shit, she looks good for twenty-nine or thirty!” Bobby said. ---- In the restroom Bree and Summer were having a similar conversation. “So, do you want to take them home?” Bree asked. “They seem like nice guys.” “Yeah, they are. Don’t seem like axe murderers at all, do they?” “Mom, are you ready for this?” “I think so.” “What about that guy you were seeing? Mel, was it?” “On and off. Mostly off.” “I thought he was kind of a fuddy-duddy.” “I know.” “So who gets Bobby?” Bree asked. “I can tell you like him.” Summer sighed. “Yeah, well, he’s cute. You like him, that’s obvious.” “Sure, what’s not to like? But Carl’s not bad. Not as good-looking, but a nice guy.” “Right. You take Bobby. You’re visiting, you take him.” “No, you sure? Want to flip for it?” “No. I don’t have a coin anyway.” “Neither do I.” ---- The guys had just paid the tab when the girls got back to the table and it was instantly clear how they would be paired. “Do you want to come back to the house?” Summer said directly to Carl. “Come on over, it’s not far,” Bree said, sidling up to Bobby. “The night is still young.” Talk about a no-brainer. Bobby and Carl left their cars parked where they were and the four of them started walking. Summer and Carl walked about fifteen feet ahead of Bree and Bobby so each couple had a bit of privacy as they made their way to the house. When they were about a half block away Bree took Bobby’s hand and a few strides later pointed to a white cottage with brown trim, with a porchlight illuminating a long narrow porch and a fine-trimmed hedge in front. “We’re home,” Bree said. “That’s Mom’s house there.” “Very nice,” Bobby said. He didn’t know what else to say. They watched Summer and Carl climb the three steps onto the porch and saw her mom fumble with her keys and unlock the door. Abruptly Bree stopped and turned to Bobby and squeezed his hand. “Kiss me,” she said. Bobby didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He put his free hand behind her head and pulled her face to his. Their mouths had barely met for a second before their lips parted and they were tasting tongues. Bree’s arms went around him, one hand on his back and the other on his ass, and she pulled him close. As they kissed they heard Summer and Carl entering the house and the storm door closed with a bang, then reopened. The porchlight flickered on and off several times. “Get a room!” Carl called, and laughed loudly before turning off the light. Bree and Bobby broke into laughter, ending their kiss. “It’s nice to get the first kiss out of the way,” Bree said. “No awkwardness.” “The first of many,” Bobby said, and he kissed her again, not as long this time. “Let’s go in. Before Mom puts out an APB.” They entered the house. Carl and Summer were in the kitchen, still dancing around each other a little bit. She was at the stove and he was standing beside her. “I’m making tea,” Summer called. Bree looked in Bobby’s eyes, held his hand and whispered, “Do you want tea…or me?” “I want Bree,” he said. She pulled him down the hall. She showed him where the bathroom was and then opened the door opposite. “Wait for me in here, I’ll be right back.” Bree went back to the kitchen. “Mom, I think we’ll pass on the tea,” she said. “Oh, okay, I understand,” Summer said. “You sure you don’t need something before you go to bed? Orange juice, an energy drink, a Vitamin B shot?” “No, I think we’re fine.” “All right. Try to keep it down in there,” she said. “We have neighbors.” Carl and Summer laughed. “Right back at ya,” Bree retorted. Meanwhile Bobby was looking around the room, which obviously had been Bree’s childhood bedroom and little had changed. There were plaques on the wall for gymnastics and dance, and photos of her in action. One framed photo on the dresser caught his interest and he picked it up to examine it more closely. It was an eight by ten photo of Bree on stage, under the lights, dancing on the tiny tips of her toes with her hands high above her head, her sexy bod dressed in a white frilly tutu, white leggings and skimpy ballet slippers. “Do you like that picture?” Bree asked as she closed the bedroom door behind her. “Oh, uh yes,” Bobby said. “It’s amazing. It’s beautiful.” “That’s ‘The Nutcracker’. Off-off-off-off-off Broadway. But still one of the few decent gigs I’ve gotten in New York.” “I could never believe how dancers could stand on their toes like that. It looks like it must hurt like hell, I cringe when I see it. But damn, it’s so sexy.” “You think that’s sexy? Dancing en pointe?” she asked, and moved into his arms. “You’re going to be easy.” “Easy for you,” he said. He kissed her and their tongues slow-danced for thirty seconds. He felt the burn of her breasts and the firmness of her thighs against him. They kissed again, harder. “Dance for me. En pointe,” he whispered. He kissed her neck and squeezed her butt. “Are you serious? Now?” Her ear lobe was in his mouth. “Just for a minute,” he rasped. He kissed her mouth again. “You are too much, Bobby,” she laughed, pushing him away. “Okay, down boy.” She pulled a chair out from under a small desk and turned it around. “Sit here. Get undressed. If I’m going to give you a show, you have to give me one too. He started unbuttoning his shirt. Bree picked up her phone from the dresser, fiddled with it for a few seconds and then disappeared into the walk-in closet. Bobby hung his shirt on the back of the chair and unbuckled his pants. His dick was already well on the way to reaching its steely potential. He sat and listened to the rummaging going on in the closet. “Are you ready?” Bree finally asked. “All ready,” Bobby replied. “Are you naked?” she said. Bobby pushed his pants down below his knees. “Yes,” he replied. “Okay, here goes. It’s going to be short and sweet.” Music started playing softly and Bobby saw Bree’s arm extend out from the closet and set the phone on the dresser. It sounded familiar but Bobby didn’t know squat about ballet. Then Bree breezed into the room on her toes…en pointe…with her arms in a circle high above her head, dancing gracefully to the strings, back and forth and around him in the small space. She wore ballet slippers and frilly panties, and nothing else except for the thin gold rings pierced through the nipples of her perky medium-sized breasts. Bobby sat with his dick erect, salivating, thinking how great is this? I’m sitting in this beautiful girl’s bedroom, listening to ballet music with a hard-on, watching this sexy fox whom I’m about to fuck, dance around me, titillating me, tempting me, driving me to the point of… Bree’s hands were no longer high in the air. She was improvising now, running her hands over her flesh, cupping her tits, inside her panties, along the crack of her ass. She came down on flat feet a few inches in front of him. She took his cock in her hand. “The show was short and sweet, but it’s nice to see this isn’t,” she said. “You’re so fucking hot,” Bobby said. He put his fingers inside her panties and slid them down to the floor. Her pussy lips glistened in the soft light. He pulled her closer and leaned his face into her lean, clean muff. He licked her labia, inside and out and around and Bree sighed when he sucked her clit gently between his lips. As she stroked his penis she ground her mound softly into his face. “Now I’ll do a different kind of dance for you,” she said. A lap dance, Bobby thought. He groaned when she lowered herself onto him and he felt the warm, wet bliss of her cunt swallow up his cock. Just like that they were fucking. Sitting naked in a desk chair, this fine young woman was sliding up and down on his swollen pole. He assisted her with his hands on her hips, lifting, lowering, and craning his cock into her. She felt light and graceful, floating above him, but with her juicy snatch attached to him, gripping him and sucking him. The hard chair had no give, each of Bree’s downward thrusts ended with a sudden splat. Soon Bobby’s sweaty ass was sliding around on the wooden seat. He put the fingers of one hand in the crack of Bree’s ass and the other arm around her upper back and stood up. With his jeans around his ankles and his dick stuck like a fulcrum into her hungry twat he waddled over to put his knees on the edge of the bed. He wriggled their bodies up onto the bed, and with Swan Lake playing softly in the background, Bobby started fucking her like a man on a mission. Bree dug her fingers into Bobby’s back and rammed her groin into his. The bed was a squeaker. It creaked loudly with each plunge, the springs straining under the force of their lovemaking. The screechy sound bounced off the bedroom walls and all Bobby could think about was how Summer and Carl had to hear it back in the kitchen while they were having their tea. Bree didn’t seem to care or notice. Bree’s cunt felt slick and smooth to Bobby as he fucked her, a glossy ride in and out over and over, and he felt like they were slowly sliding toward easy orgasms when she stopped. “Put it in me as deep as you can and hold it for a second,” she hissed. He pushed his cock as deeply as he could into her wet socket and stopped. Then he felt her legs twist beneath him and her pussy tightened down and put pressure around his pecker like a powered vise. “Holy shit!” Bobby said, “What the hell is that?” “I’m hugging you,” she said. Bobby looked under him at her legs. They were twisted tightly together like the wires in a coaxial cable, thus winching her pussy into a clenched fist. “Damn, that’s tight,” he said. Bree started rocking back into their rhythm and he went with it. “Finish fucking me,” she whispered. Bobby got back to fucking her but there was no more in and out, it was back and forth, harder and then even harder, with their loins stuck together like glue, two bodies melded into one, pounding, trying to squeeze the cum out of each other like they were a couple of flattened toothpaste tubes. They fucked hard, they sighed and moaned along with the box spring, and Bobby’s dick moved very little inside Bree’s sexy slot. Little by little, with each snaky stroke of their joined groins, he felt his cum begin to boil. He instinctively knew that if his sperm could ever make it up through the force wrapped around his cock it was sure to be a whopper. A moment later Bree came to his rescue. As she sung out with a high-pitched trill her twat unsnatched from around his stuffed meat and she came, unleashing a wet wave of cum. Their first time together and their orgasms were almost simultaneous: Bobby continued fucking her and after only three or four more strokes into her wet, open slash, his semen rose through him like it was rushing to put out a fire. He was still coming when he pulled his dried meat out of her and collapsed on the mattress beside her. He looked at Bree’s face and she was grinning ear-to-ear. He smiled too. “Amazing!” Bobby said, shaking his head. He put his mouth to hers and they held each other and kissed softly for a long time. ---- “What was that thing you did with your legs?” Bobby asked. “That was intense.” “I don’t know. Kama sutra sex and dancer muscles working together I guess. Was it good?” “Not good, fantastic. I could get hooked on that.” There was silence for a moment as they held one another. “But I’ll try not to,” Bobby added. Another silence. Then: “You’ll try not to,” Bree repeated. “Why is that?” Bobby said, “Because you’re in New York. And I’m not.” Thirty seconds more of silence. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” Bobby asked. “How do you know I don’t? “I don’t know. Do you?” “No. There’s not time and I meet so many assholes with massive egos it’s not worth the trouble. There are a half dozen backstage romances going on in every production I’ve been in. They hit on me all the time. It gets to be a drag. It’s nice to be home; to meet somebody normal for a change.” “Ah…” “What about you?” she went on. “Girlfriend?” “No.” “Good.” More silence. Bobby started kissing her neck and shoulders. Then her breasts. Bree moaned when he sucked her hooped nipples into his mouth. Her fingers were in his hair, assisting. “You have a beautiful body,” he said in between nipple sucks. “I like yours too,” she said, massaging his scalp. He worked his way down, and he shifted his body around gradually as he moved his mouth over her warm damp flesh, to her flattened tummy, teasing around her already-fucked pussy, to her inner thighs, kissing her knees, calves, shins, ankles. He took his time kissing the soles of her feet. Then he licked her right big toe, and sucked it deep into his mouth. “What are you doing?” Bree asked. “Your toes are special,” he said. “You are a dancer. They support you. I support them. You dance on the tips of these toes. What a fucking turn-on!” He expected a laugh but didn’t get it. He continued to suck all of her toes one after the other. “What, do you have a foot fetish or something?” Bree asked when he was switching to her second foot. “Never did till now,” he said. “Think of it as my own ballet. It’s the horizontal en pointe.” Bree chuckled softly. “Well, this is a first. But you’re a good dancer I must say.” “I’m gonna suck your toes till you come.” Bree pretzeled her lithe body around so that with Bobby’s mouth still on her toes she could get her mouth on his penis. She licked it and kissed it and nipped at it until it was again at its maximum stiffness. “I’m going to let my mouth dance on this baby for a while,” she said. Bobby groaned and half-gagged on her polished big toe when he felt her mouth surround his surging cock. Despite their awkward positions Bobby did his best to fuck Bree’s face as she blew him and he kept trying to suck the paint off of her toenails. By the time he finished sucking all of her toes she had not yet had another orgasm but his dick felt like a balloon about to burst. He reconfigured their bodies a second time, stretching and straightening into a more comfortable sixty-nine position. With her mouth now a warm, snug glove around his overblown boner he split her luscious lips with is tongue and tasted her tangy twat and sucked her florid clitoris into his mouth. Bree shrieked and she grinded her pussy into his face. The bed creaked as they fucked each other’s faces. The room smelled of raw sex and the air was filled with the wet echoed sounds of slurping and sucking and the slapping of hungry mouths on horny flesh. Bobby knew his cum would soon be on the rise so he gave Bree’s clit one more major power suck, eliciting another shrill, stifled shout from her cock-filled mouth. Then he went to work with his tongue, licking and slashing like a viper in heat on her spread lips and her upright organ. Bree’s cunt exploded in his face. Bobby was shocked by the force of it, but was it for him, because of him? Or was it a pent-up tank, finally being emptied? He didn’t have much time to think about it because his mouth and nostrils were now flooded and her body writhed as he held her. A moment later his body shook and he came in her mouth, and her lips stayed on him, rush after rush, until he was done. ---- After several minutes basking in the embers of their heat they took turns in the bathroom to perform their bedtime ablutions. Bree went first and when she returned she handed her toothbrush to Bobby. He brushed his teeth and washed up and then searched the medicine cabinet. He found a tube of skin lotion and gently rubbed some into each side of his cock, hoping to relieve the soreness of his fresh, raw brush burns. It was getting pretty late. Bobby climbed back into bed and curled his arms around Bree so their naked bodies were touching in as many places as possible. The air in the room smelled of lewd, leftover love but their kisses were minty fresh until they fell off to sleep. The morning sun was just beginning to filter through the curtains when Bobby was awakened by Bree’s mouth on his enlarged cock. He ran his fingers through her hair. “You had a huge erection,” Bree said, looking up. “I wanted to say ‘Good Morning’.” Then she went right back to work. She sucked him hard and dug her fingers into his ass. He only winced a couple times from the soreness on his shaft. Soon he moaned and groaned and twisted and shook and busted his nut. Bree kept her mouth glued to his warm gun as he came and swallowed most of it but still had a mouthful when she kissed him. “Good morning!” she said. “Good morning to you. Now it’s my turn.” Bobby put his head between her legs and buried his mouth into her cooch and started eating. He held her buttocks in his hands and she locked her legs around his neck and fucked his face for several minutes. When she relaxed her grip Bobby rose up onto her. Bree brought her legs up until they were resting on her shoulders giving him total access. Another turn-on, he thought, thanks to her dancer flexibility. With his face tacky from sweat and jizz he slipped his re-hardened cock into her deeper than ever and gave her an intense, bed-banging, dual orgasm, proper good morning fuck. “When do you go back to New York?” Bobby asked after their bodies had stopped erupting. “Tomorrow,” she said meekly. “Can I see you tonight?” “You better believe it!” Bree took a shower first and then while Bobby was taking his she changed the soggy linens and made the bed. Then she went into the kitchen where her mom was pouring orange juice and had coffee brewing. “Well, good morning, Houserocker,” her mother said when she entered the room. “Does your bed still have four legs?” Bree smiled and blushed and poured her own glass of juice. “Where’s Carl?” “He left overnight. He said he had to work today.” “How did it go?” “It was okay. No magic. I won’t be seeing him again,” Summer said. “But it sounded like a different story in your room.” “Yep,” Bree said. Then she put her lips to her mom’s ear and whispered, “Magical.” A moment later Bobby breezed into the kitchen. “Good morning, Summer,” he said energetically. “Good morning Bobby.” After they shared a few other courtesies Bobby said he had to be going. He looked at Bree and said, “Pick you up at six?” Bree nodded. “That sounds good.” She walked him to the door and kissed him goodbye on the front porch. ---- Bree was watching for Bobby when he pulled up in front of the house right as six o’clock and was immediately on her way out the door. “Bobby’s here,” she called to her mother. “I’m leaving, Mom. Don’t wait up.” “Have fun,” Summer said. “Don’t forget brunch with Grandma.” Bobby watched Bree jog toward him, thinking Damn!, why does she have to live in New York? She looked marvelous in a long-sleeved black dress with a zipper all the way down the front from the top to the hem at mid-thigh. As she scurried across the front yard it was obvious she was braless and her limber legs forced the dress a little farther up her legs. She jumped into the car, put her purse and sweater on the seat and leant to give Bobby a kiss on the lips. Bobby had searched around to see if there was some kind of dance performance going on somewhere in town that he could take her to but there was none to be found. This didn’t really bother him because the couple hours they would have spent sitting in seats watching the show was a couple hours he could not spend talking to her, getting to know her better, laughing with her, or trying to get her naked. So he would take her to dinner and they would wing it from there. The evening was a smash success. Dinner was at Flounder Fred’s, a popular seafood restaurant. They had to wait for a table but that was cool, they had a couple drinks and were good and loose by the time they got a table. Dinner was delicious and the conversation was even zestier. They talked about the night before: meeting at the bar, partying, laughing, going to bed together, the sex, the horizontal en pointe. By the time they finished the meal Bree was wet and Bobby was playing with himself under the table. “We better get out of here before I unzip your dress,” he said. “How’s this for a start?” Bree asked, and pulled the zipper down six inches, teasing him with cleavage. “Let’s go,” he said. They walked out hand-in-hand. Fortunately there was a vacancy at the Holiday Inn about a half block away. As they were checking in Bree opened her purse and took out her toothbrush and showed it to Bobby with a sly grin. She had planned well. They found their room and were naked in about ten seconds. They slammed their lips together and groped for the bed. They spent the night kissing, fucking, sucking, licking, moaning and groaning and coming all over each other. He even got another dose of Bree’s legs-crossed, cunt-locked scissor fucking. In the early morning they did it all again. Then they showered together, getting cleaned up for brunch. But Bobby’s cock found its way into her one more time while the powered spray rained down on them. He even cleaned her asshole with his tongue for good measure. ---- Bobby tried to beg off of brunch, thinking it may be kind of awkward. Bree told him no, it’s okay, don’t worry, they’re cool. She picked up her phone and called her mother. Summer agreed and welcomed him. They met at an upscale restaurant near the university. Bree and Bobby wore their same clothes from the night before but they had cleaned up real nice. Summer looked fabulous in a red skirt and a navy crop top. And Bobby thought Ella, who was Summer’s mother and Bree’s grandmother, looked pretty damn good too. He figured she had to be late fifties, but she looked ten or twelve years younger. She was thin like her daughter and granddaughter and looked in excellent shape. And she definitely looked like an old hippie in a flowery embroidered peasant dress and long blonde/gray hair pulled back in a ponytail bound by rubber bands about every three or four inches down her back. The women ordered mimosas while Bobby had a bloody mary. Brunch was whatever they wanted. They could choose from eggs any-which-way, pancakes, waffles, crepes, ham, bacon, grits, breads, sweets, you name it. Bobby pigged out and listened while the ladies did most of the talking. He thought Ella seemed to be more like Bree than like Summer: The free-wheeling, ad-libbing, winging-it, artsy fartsy type. Summer seemed a little more conventional. Brunch over, they drove in two cars to Summer’s house. Ella said goodbye, hugged her daughter and granddaughter and left. The time was nearing when Bree would be leaving. Bobby offered to drive her to the train station which was about a fifteen minute drive. While Bree was packing Bobby and Summer chatted on the sofa. “That was nice to offer to drive her to the train,” Summer said. “She doesn’t visit very often, but when she does I always offer to drive her but she usually just calls a cab.” “My pleasure. Now we can see her off right.” “Oh, okay, yes,” she said, happy to be included. Bree entered the room with her bag. She had changed into the same jeans and red sweater she’d worn on Friday night. She looked even better than the first time. They piled into Bobby’s car and he drove to the depot. He dropped them at the front, got Bree’s suitcase out of the trunk and went to park the car. It being a Sunday afternoon, he found a spot easily and hustled into the station. He saw them seated on a bench and joined them. “They said they’ll be calling her train in a few minutes. Everything is on time,” Summer said. Mother and daughter talked. Be careful, keep in touch, call me when you get in, good luck on your audition, don’t forget to blah blah blah. Then they all exchanged contact information and promised to stay in touch. Then they called Bree’s train. Summer hugged and kissed Bree and said goodbye, and then it was Bobby’s turn. He hugged her tight, kissed her cheek, then gave her a short deep one on the mouth. “You should come up to New York and visit,” Bree said. “Sure,” he said, doubting it would ever happen. She hugged him again and put her lips right up to his ear. “Mom thinks you’re cute,” she whispered. “Go for it.” Then she spun on her heels, picked up her bag and walked out to her train. ---- On the drive back to her house, Bobby realized it was the first time he’d been one-on-one with Summer. He wanted to make conversation but wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t want to be too trite and he didn’t want to sound too sappy. “How often does Bree come to visit?” he asked. “Oh, it depends on her schedule,” she said. “Her day job is predictable, but the dancing is all over the place, feast or famine. It can be a grind. I doubt she’ll make it for the holidays if she’s in a production again this year.” “You have to hand it to her. She’s following her dream. To be so young and go to The Big Apple all by herself. That’s pretty brave.” “She always knew what she wanted to do. I encouraged her, I said be happy and do what you love. She never wavered; she worked jobs and saved her money. A week after she graduated from high school she packed two big bags and got on the train.” “You encouraged her, that’s good,” Bobby said. “I wish my parents had done that. They always had a plan for me, to be practical, go to college, get a degree and get a good job. I was an obedient son and did as expected, trying to please. Doing what I loved never factored into it.” “Do you resent that?” “Not really because my parents didn’t know any better. They did what they thought was right. But my talents and aptitude are in music and arts and I have a business degree. So I work in sales and play music part time. Bree is doing what she loves, pursuing that dream. I admire that, almost envy it. You have encouraged her to go for it and that is great. You’re a good mother, Summer.” “Thank you,” she said. “My mother had me young; she became pregnant in her senior year of high school. My father was a pothead who was seldom around. And then I did the same thing. I got knocked up in my senior year.” “High school sweetheart?” “Yeah, an eighteen-year-old sweetheart who turned into a twenty-year-old loser. I know the struggles my Mom went through and I know the struggles I went through. I tried hard to drum two thoughts into Bree’s head: Follow your dreams and don’t get knocked up.” “You’re a good mother,” he said again. “And you two have a great relationship, that’s obvious.” “We leaned on each other a lot when she was growing up. My mother was a big help, but it was just the two of us most of the time. We were close. I was her best friend as well as her mother.” “When I think of when I first saw the two of you Friday night at The Vous, it’s still hard to believe you’re her mother. You both looked so sharp. I thought you were the older sister. You didn’t come off like any mother and daughter I’ve ever known.” Bobby drove with his eyes straight ahead but his peripheral vision told him she had turned and was looking at him. She held her gaze for a few seconds before facing front again. As they neared Summer’s house Bobby tensed up because he didn’t know how to proceed. He liked Bree a lot, but knew a long distance relationship was likely doomed. He liked Summer too, and since he had received Bree’s go-ahead he had no guilt about pursuing her. But he didn’t know how, and didn’t want to come off like a jerk. Fortunately Summer bailed him out. “Would you like to come in for a little bit?” she said when he pulled up in front of the house. “Would you like coffee, or tea?” “Yes, thank you,” he said. “Whichever you prefer would be fine.” He parked the car and they went inside. ---- Bobby leaned against the kitchen counter as Summer heated water for tea. The long weekend was winding down and that meant it would be back to work Monday morning. Summer asked Bobby about his job. “I’m a salesman, not my natural calling to be sure, but I do okay. I have a huge territory and drive a lot. I’m spread pretty thin but it’s not bad. I come to this area around the university once every couple of weeks. How about you? You work at the V.A. hospital?” “Yes, I’m an ophthalmic technician,” Summer said as she poured tea. “Let’s go sit in the living room.” They carried their cups into the next room and sat together on the sofa. “How did you get into that?” “”After I finished community college I got interested in it and took a course and became certified.” “What’s an ophthalmic technician do?” Bobby asked. “I assist the doctors with examinations and testing and surgery and patient care.” “That sounds interesting.” “It is, if you’re into eyes,” she said, stirring her tea. “You wouldn’t believe what we see at the V.A. The neglect and the pathology we see from veterans is incredible, we are consistently amazed and see something new almost every day. Veterans from World War II, Korea, Viet Nam, with disease and trauma and craters in their eyeballs. And they live with it. Not what you see at the typical eye doctor’s office.” “Sounds like a real eye-opener,” Bobby said. Summer cracked up and laughed so hard she spilled hot tea on the table. “You are so corny!” she said. Bobby chuckled and mopped up the mess with a napkin. “So, I guess the doctors are hitting on you all the time,” he said. Summer blushed and laughed again. “Sometimes,” she said. “But I made that mistake once and won’t again. The ophthalmologist in charge is cool; His name is Richard, he’s older and very knowledgeable and very dedicated. But most of the doctors are optometrists who come to the clinic to work for a year or two after they get out of school because it was part of the deal they made when they accepted their grant or scholarship or whatever. Most are spoiled brats who can’t wait to finish their commitment so they can go out and make the big bucks and open a Pearle Vision or something.” There was an interlude while they sipped their tea in silence. Then Bobby mentioned something that had been in the back of his mind. “Can I ask you something?” he said. “Sure,” she said, picking a miniscule piece of lint off of her skirt. “Have you thought about Friday night? The four of us hit it off so well and had so much fun. When you and Bree went to the restroom together I had no idea how the rest of the night would go…” “Neither did I.” “Did you ever think about if it had been you and me paired together instead of you and Carl?” “Yes.” “You did?” “Yes. Are you coming on to me?” “Uh, well yeah, I guess I am. But not without your permission, of course.” Summer laughed. “What about Bree?” “Hey, look,” he said. “Bree is a doll. And if I lived in New York, or she lived here…” “Okay, I get it.” “So what did you think? If it had been you and me?” “You were the first choice for both of us. And when I heard you guys in her bedroom I knew we were both right. What about you?” “You and Bree were a toss-up for me. I think you both are smoking hot.” Bobby moved a little closer to her on the couch. “May I kiss you?” he asked. “Yes,” she said without hesitation. Bobby put his mouth to Summer’s and her lips parted, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. Her lips were soft and absorbed his, and it felt like all four meshed into one. Their tongues did a sexy samba and he put his arms around her and held her close. He probed her mouth and it felt large to him and he thought to himself that she probably knew how to use it. Her tongue was active too, exploring and tasting him. When they finally parted they both smiled. “That was nice,” Summer said. “Yes it was,” Bobby agreed. He kissed her again, just as deeply and almost as long. “I’m not going to bed with you,” she said when they parted. Bobby sat back, somewhat surprised. “You mean not tonight? Or not ever?” She smiled and shook her head.” Let’s start with tonight,” she said. “It’s been a long weekend and I have to go into work early tomorrow morning.” “I can take a hint,” Bobby said, and drank down the rest of his tea. “Give me a couple of days,” she said. They shared another long, hot kiss at the front door as he was leaving. As Bobby got into his car he was feeling confident again. He thought: There is no way she could kiss me like that if she was kissing me off. ---- That evening Bree called Summer to let her know that she’d had a smooth ride and had made it back safely. “Your boyfriend came on to me,” Summer told her. “That was fast,” Bree said. “And he’s not my boyfriend. It’s hard to have a boyfriend who is 300 miles away. So did you go for it?” “Of course not!” Summer said. “I sent him on his way with his tail between his legs.” “Why not? You think he’s hot, and he thinks you’re hot.” “Well, I have to work early in the morning.” “Oh come on, Mom, that’s the lamest cliché in the book.” “I wanted to talk to you first. To make sure you were okay with it.” “Sure, I’m okay with it. Go for it, you won’t be sorry. He’s fun in the sack.” “He’s a good kisser.” “Oh, so you kissed him at least. That’s good. That’s a start. What next?” “I’m pretty sure he’ll be giving me a call.” ---- Bobby phoned her on Tuesday night. They chatted for a few minutes before he got around to the purpose of the call. “I’ve been thinking about kissing you for two days,” he said. “I’d like to do some more of that.” “Okay.” “Would you like to have dinner with me Saturday night?” “Yes, that would be nice.” “How about if I pick you up around six?” “Six is fine. But why don’t we just eat in? No driving, we can just relax. I can fix us some drinks and we can order takeout.” They agreed that it was a good plan. Bobby would be at her house at six and would pick up their dinner on the way. Pizza and salad. ---- Bobby showed up on time. He knew right away that it was going to be a good night. He was barely inside the door when, with a sixteen inch pizza box and two salads in his hands, Summer planted a quick, major kiss on his lips, and slid her teasing tongue in and out from between them quickly. They went into the kitchen and Bobby put the food on the table. He noticed immediately that Summer had prepared some beverages. There was a bottle of wine and a bottle of rum and some beer and cola on the counter. She poured wine, he grabbed a beer. Summer was dressed casually, but hot as hell. She was barefoot and wore a slinky cold shoulder white top, no bra, and paper thin, plaid Capri pants showing a touch of cameltoe and her toned calves. Bobby was about to cream his jeans. “Let’s go into the living room,” Summer said. They did, and Summer had set it up nicely. There was a fake log burning in the fireplace and several scented candles lighted in the room, the ambiance unmistakable. They sat on the sofa together and they both knew why they were there. They made idle chatter for a couple minutes. Then Bobby looked around and took it all in: the lighting, the fire, the candles, the mood. “This is so cool,” he said. “It’s almost like camping out.” “I’m sorry, I don’t have any sleeping bags,” she said. “That’s okay,” he said. “I don’t think we’ll be doing much sleeping.” Summer’s lips twisted into a playful smile. “I believe you. I heard you and Bree in her room the other night.” Bobby smiled sheepishly and took a swig of beer. “Sorry about that. But tonight we don’t have to worry about anybody hearing us, do we?” “No, I guess not,” she said. She took a sip of wine and put the glass on the table. Bobby slid over close to her. With their bodies touching he put one arm around her back and the other on her hip and kissed her. Her lips parted and her body immediately relaxed into his, and pulling him close she kissed him, first with gentle tonguing but soon with a sucking, savage strength. They were making out in no time. Bobby’s hand climbed from her hip to her breast, and Summer’s hand found his inner thigh. He thumbed her firm nipple while he palmed her soft tit through the fabric. She sighed from his touch, and her hand groped for his burgeoning cock. He moved his mouth to her neck and smelling her sweet, subtle scent he sucked a wad of her skin into his mouth. She wrapped her fingers around his cock through his jeans and felt its hardness. He kissed her chest above her tits and pulled the white fabric aside and put his mouth around her nipple. “Oh, yes,” she cooed. “That’s good. I love that.” He sucked her nipple and she moaned. She rubbed his cock and he groaned. Bobby pushed his dick into her hand, his groin telling her yes, take it. With one hand she unzipped him and slipped her long fingers inside his pants and ran her fingertips along the length of it. Bobby’s hand was now in her crotch; her legs closed tightly around it and he could feel the warmth of her pussy. Summer yanked on his belt and loosened it, then managed to unsnap his jeans. Her hand dove down and surrounded his balls. Summer’s top came off and Bobby’s mouth moved to her other nipple. He sucked her and she liked it. He started moving south, his mouth grazing her smooth, flat stomach, taut from her workouts, but she stopped him and pulled his head back up. “Not yet,” she said. “Keep doing what you’re doing.” Then she shoved her nipple back into his mouth. Summer loved having her titties sucked. For her it was the prelude to everything and made everything better. Even though Bobby’s cock was now hard and long in her hand, and she would get to that, she wanted to milk his tit sucking for as long as possible. She knew it would turn her into sexual jelly. Bobby plastered his lips around her left nipple and suckled like a starved child. “Oh God, yes,” Summer blurted. Bobby rubbed her twat and Summer tried to fuck his hand. With his mouth doing a Hoover on her nipple and her right hand in his hair, she reached down with her left to where his hand was already hard at work. Her pants had a string tie and a three-inch zipper and were already damp. With a smooth one-two she untied and unzipped, giving Bobby’s hand total access. Then she took his hand and fed four fingers into her and started vigorously fucking them. She kept her hand over his to make sure he dug deep. They were, half-on/half-off the sofa, his mouth plastered to her tit, her fingers digging into his scalp, his fingers digging into her swampy snatch, her hand on his, assisting him, her groin pressed onto him, attached like barnacles to a buoy bucking up and down on the waves in a windy chop. “Put your whole hand in,” she gasped. She grabbed his thumb and pulled his fingers out and squeezed them together. “Make a fist.” He did. “Yes, that’s it. Fuck me like that.” Bobby hesitated but Summer pushed his clenched fist into her. She was wet as a river so he met no resistance. Her cunt was big and obviously she liked it this way. She grabbed his arm and fed more into her until he was wrist-deep. Bobby had never fisted a woman before, the idea had never even crossed his mind. But Summer kept directing traffic, and with her hand on his forearm she kept driving it into her. He sucked her tits without restraint, alternating left and right, not playing favorites, wanting to please her like no man ever had. His cock was an iron rail, and soon her hand returned to grip its girth, but he knew his gratification could wait. Summer crammed tit into his mouth and humped his hand, and Bobby sucked with maximum pucker. Bobby’s fist swung inside her like a clumsy, punch-drunk boxer throwing lazy punches in deep water, but she keened in edgy pleasure with each plunge. The legs of the sofa squeaked with their movements. “This is good,” she hissed into his ear. Bobby bit playfully into her breast, eliciting another happy, wheezy squawk. His saliva slickened her skin and ran down his chin. Sweat brewed on his brow as he chomped away. “Oh God,” she barked, and gripped his arm tightly and started fucking his fist even harder. She came like a dike broke. Her torso shook and Bobby felt the heated rush surround his hand. Her ass was on the edge of the couch and when her cum oozed out it dripped down her thighs and onto the carpet. Bobby switched from sucking bites to sweet kisses as she released. Gradually her trembles eased into gentle spasms until finally her busy crotch rested. Then she pulled his arm and he watched her vagina widen as his hand reemerged. His fist looked like a drowned fetus. He opened and closed his hand several times and flexed his fingers. He rubbed the muck into Summer’s leg. He looked up at her face and she wore a broad smile. “God, that was good,” she said. “I can’t remember the last time I came like that! God, I needed it.” She pulled his head up to hers and they kissed. She stroked his cock as they took their time. “This big fella has been patient,” she said, squeezing his cock. “It’s time to take care of him.” She pushed him back on the sofa and spun herself around to face him. She took off his shoes and pulled his pants the rest of the way off, folded them and put them aside. She spread his legs apart and knelt on the floor between them. “Ugh,” she groaned, as her knee settled into a puddle on the rug. “What?” Bobby asked. “There’s cum all over the rug,” she said, as she gently jerked him. “I’ll clean it up later. But we don’t have to worry about yours; it will be in my mouth. Then she sucked his hardened cock in between her lips. She had one hand on his balls and the other on his ass. Then with a little maneuvering of lips and mouth she soon had all eight inches of his anxious cock embedded into her head. She was rusty, she knew, and he was kind of large, but she wanted to do her best to make it good for him, the way he had for her. She hoped she wouldn’t gag. No worries. Bobby came in about thirty seconds. He’d been holding it back the whole time he was tit-sucking and fist-fucking. With a muffled roar his cum roiled and exploded up through him like a busted pipe. Summer pinched his ass cheeks as if to squeeze out every drop. She kept her mouth mashed around his vibrating pecker until the simmering ends of his throes. Cum escaped from the corners of her mouth when she smiled up at him. ---- They had their arms around each other on the sofa, and shared intermittent kisses, their bodies naked and spent, temporarily at least. They didn’t talk; they basked in the wake of their sex, recovering. Bobby was happy that Summer wasn’t a woman who talked too much, he wasn’t in the mood for yakking. He was biding time, still frisky. He wanted to fuck her. After a while he initiated another kiss and while their tongues flirted he eased her onto her back on the sofa. He spread her legs and got on his knees between them. He grabbed her hips and yanked her body to him, and she yelped as he scooted her ass up onto his chest. Her legs were now over his shoulders, her crotch in his face. He supported the cheeks of her ass with his palms and pulled her muffin to his lips. He kissed her thighs and licked the lips of her pussy, which was open to him. She seemed shy at first, but reached uphill for him, and her fingertips found the hair on his wobbling head. His tongue painted the soft, wet surface of her lips for several minutes before he plunged his tongue into her pussy. Summer oohed and scrunched up but it still felt loose to Bobby. So he sucked onto her swollen clit. That got her attention. She locked her legs around his head and pushed her midsection into his face. He felt the cushioned firmness of her magic bean in his mouth and took it deep, wanting to suck another orgasm out of her before he mounted her, entered her and gave her a good pounding and another shot of his liquid love. She squeaked when he slipped his middle finger into her asshole. With the enhanced grip he was able to move her ass around and even closer, and her twat was flush smack against his face. With each suck and each grind of her groin her ready member filled more of his mouth and his finger filled more of her asshole. “Oh, shit…” Summer said breathlessly, and punctuated each thrust with ‘ugh…ugh…ugh…’ For a short time longer they rocked together, Bobby swallowing saliva in between sucking on her tool, and Summer’s secretions oozing, her pussy now an overflowing swamp getting ready for the flash flood. Then the dam broke. As soon as he felt its warmth Bobby dislodged his lips from her clit and lowered her ass onto the sofa so she could come downhill. Summer groaned loudly and her body shook as she discharged. Bobby didn’t wait for her to finish. His cock was like a bad cop’s nightstick: long, hard and ready to kick ass. Summer was still tremoring when he slipped his dick into her soaked slot and started pumping. His finger was still lodged in her ass. “Yes, fuck me!” she blurted. She put her arms around his neck and squeezed him tight and pulled him close and kissed him, jamming her tongue into his mouth where her swollen clit had just been. Attached by their locked lips, his crank in her shaft and his finger up her ass, they started rocking the house. Bobby pounded her like he was trying to knock her into the basement and as he did she grunted with each push and pinched her fingers into his neck. He wondered if the sofa wouldn’t have to have the bolts on its legs tightened after this. Summer’s legs were soon clutched around his, constricting, and her cunt was sucking his pulsating cock as it drilled her. Minute after sweaty minute she offered every square inch of her cunt to him as he fucked her. They both grunted with each stab of their genitals and fucked like they both needed it. Bobby became distracted for a moment and Summer must have noticed because she squinched him tighter and rammed her cunt into him even harder. His mind had wandered when he briefly thought of Bree. But he got right back at it pretty quick, and started banging like a cherry bomb on New Year’s Eve. Summer could feel it too, and she figured since she’d already dumped her cum on the cushion and the carpet, what the hell, she was going for triples. She felt him tense up so she knew he was ready to blow. She made one final power suck of his tongue into her throat and squeezed his buttocks as hard as she could. She grinded her asshole hard and deep onto his finger. Bobby answered by wiggling it and trying to pry a second finger in. “You’re gonna come, aren’t you?” she asked hoarsely. “Yes,” he said. “Give it to me!” Within seconds he did. With a raucous groan his cum rose. It did a slow burn as it spurted up and out. He pushed his cock into her as deep as he could and did the same with his finger up her ass. She was stroking her clit and swinging her groin hoping to come with him. She didn’t miss by much. Bobby was on his fourth or fifth squirt, easing down, his body like sticky gelatin atop her, when Summer came again. Her body quivered beneath his weight. “Three times,” she said, out of breath. “I can’t believe it.” ---- Bobby got dressed while Summer reheated the pizza. It was ten-thirty by this time. They ate quickly and then Summer did her best to clean up the cum puddles on the carpet and sofa. She didn’t ask him to spend the night but she gave him a hell of a good-night kiss at the door. Bobby figured she liked fucking him but wasn’t quite ready to wake up with him in the morning. They got into the routine of hooking up every other Thursday evening; these were the days Bobby was in the area with his work. He’d go to Summer’s house after work around five-thirty, they’d have a drink or two, some dinner and then start making out and go to the bedroom and fuck. And they’d fuck and suck as many different ways as they could until around ten o’clock. Then they’d kiss good night and Bobby would drive home, and they would both wake up in their own beds and be ready for work in the morning. This went on for several months. Every two weeks they’d have dinner, drinks and each other. No dates, no dinners out, no going to the movies. Just eat, drink and go to bed. Bobby could see that Summer was trying to keep it casual and not get too attached. He was just a maintenance fuck for her, he knew that. But he was okay with it because he knew from the start that there was probably no realistic future for them anyway, and the sex was great. Plus he was keeping in touch with Bree, at least trying to. Then one Thursday night, right after a rip-roaring sixty-nine where they both came simultaneously into one another’s face, Summer surprised him with a question. “Are you busy Saturday?” she asked. “Uh, well, no, I’m not busy. Why?” he said. “Would you like to go to a party with me?” “A party? What party?” “It’s work-related. I’ll understand if you don’t want to go.” “What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I want to go?” “Oh, I don’t know, it’s all the people I work with. There will be a lot of shop talk, about eyeballs and veterans and patients and all that. It may not be a lot of fun for you. But I don’t want to go alone.” “Don’t want any sleazy doctors hitting on you, huh?” “Something like that. I know someone else I could ask if you’re uncomfortable.” “No, I’ll go, I’m always ready for new experiences,” he said. “Good. It’s an indoor cookout.” “A what?” Summer laughed. “An indoor cookout. My boss, Richard, has it every year right before he takes vacation. He grills outside but the party’s inside, lots of food and beer and wine. It starts around four o’clock and we’ll be home by eight or nine. Dress is very casual.” “Can I have fun?” he asked, pinching her ass. “Sure. I just hope you’re not bored stiff.” “I’ll be with the prettiest woman in the room, how could I be bored stiff?” She grabbed onto her hand and placed it over his cock. “This is what will be stiff.” Summer laughed and said, “But I have a favor to ask. When we’re there, stay with me.” “Sure.” “But I don’t want you to show me too much affection in front of my co-workers.” “Okay.” “But I want them all to know you’re fucking me.” ---- They got to the party at a few minutes after four on Saturday and it seemed like almost everyone was already there. It was a mix of ages and Bobby was surprised to see that many were around his own age. The young doctors and their significant others he supposed. They got a beer and wine and Summer made introductions. Summer was right about the work talk. After a while the doctors and techs, maybe seven or eight altogether had congregated on one side with Richard holding court, and the rest of the guests were scattered in small groups. Bobby diligently stood by, not saying much once the technical talk started, and fetched drinks, which were going down easy for both of them. As Bobby listened he became more and more impressed with Summer as he heard her speak. Her knowledge was incredible. It was impossible to tell who was the tech and who was the doctor. She held her own with the stuck-up doctors and didn’t hesitate to hold her ground and disagree with them on a few occasions. And whenever they turned to Richard to settle it, Summer was always right, her obvious knowledge on full display. Dinner was an assortment of burgers and dogs and chicken and a smorgasbord of salads. And more beer, wine and shop talk of course. Bobby ended up having a pretty good time: free food, free beer and he was very proud of Summer. And he told her so on the drive back to her house. “Damn, Summer, that was impressive. You really know your shit!” “What?” she asked. “I was proud of you back there. You know a lot more than those hoity-toity doctors. Over and over you were right and they didn’t know what the hell they were talking about. I could tell Richard was impressed too.” “Really?” “Oh yeah, bigtime. You should be a doctor.” “Yeah, right.” “I’m serious! You should look into it. You’ve had college and years of experience. There must be some advanced placement test you can take…” “God, that could take years.” “So what, the time will pass anyway, right? And you already know more than most of those bozos you’re working with, you’ll probably breeze right through! And another thing…” “What’s that?” “Listening to all that medicinal technical ophthalmic doctor talk has got me horny as hell!” He put his hand between her legs. She removed his hand from her crotch. “Down Boy, wait till we get home. Keep your eyes on the road.” “I can’t wait. I’ve never gone to bed with a doctor before!” ---- That night they had the wildest sex ever. Bobby was on a roll. He was aggressive and talked dirty and they fucked the shit out of each other. He peppered his monologues with ‘Doctor this’ and ‘Doctor that’ in between his kisses and licks and sucks and fucks. He told Summer he never knew a doctor could be such a good fuck and how he never knew doctor pussy could taste so good. He rimmed her butthole and told her how much he liked her doctor ass. And doctors give good head too, he said. In between her sighs and moans of pleasure Summer told him numerous times to knock off the doctor talk. “Sure, Doc,” he said. Bobby ended up spending the night and waking up with Summer for the first and only time. In the morning he woke up with a long, hard erection. “Good morning, Doctor,” he said. Summer’s face curled into mock annoyance. “I need a doctor’s care.” “Oh you do, do ya? How so?” “My penis, Doc, it needs attention.” He uncovered it for her. “Well, maybe we should take you to the emergency room,” she said playfully. “No, I think it needs immediate attention!” “But I’m an eye doctor,” she said. “Not a urologist.” “Yes, but this is my one-eyed monster,” he said, stroking it. Summer laughed out loud. Then she scooted down and gave him an eye doctor blowjob. ---- After a morning romp in the hay they showered and were having coffee in the kitchen when Summer’s phone rang. Bobby sipped his coffee and listened to one side of the conversation. “Hi Mom…..okay, how are you?....oh, it was okay. Same as it is every year…..Oh, really?....Well, what happened to that handyman who repaired the siding?...we’ll find you somebody….I don’t want you up on any ladders!....okay….Love ya…Bye.” “My mother,” Summer said when she ended the call. “How’s she doing?” Bobby asked. “Oh, she’s fine. Worrying about getting her gutters cleaned on her house. I don’t want her up on ladders. She was in a relationship with a nice man for years and he used to take care of that kind of stuff, but he died about a year ago. And the guy she had hired for some work before wasn’t too reliable.” “Is it a big house?” “No, not really. Three bed, two bath. But it’s a split level so on half the house the gutters are two stories high instead of one.” “Does she have an extension ladder?” “I think she does. Why?” “If she can get the ladder I’ll clean her gutters for her.” “You will?” “Sure. Can she wait until next weekend?” “Yes. That’s very nice of you. She’ll pay you of course.” “I don’t want any money. I’ll do it as a favor to my sexy eye doctor.” “You’re too much,” Summer said. Then she called her mother back and set it up for the following Saturday. Ella was appreciative but didn’t ask how it was that Summer had been in contact so quickly with the young man her granddaughter Bree had brought to brunch. ---- Bobby wasn’t looking forward to getting up early on a Saturday to go clean nasty, smelly rain gutters. He had surprised himself by volunteering. But he would do it, a nice gesture for a nice woman, the mother of his older lover and newest favorite ‘doctor’. He woke up early Saturday and dressed in his worst clothes: Ratty jeans, sweatshirt, white socks and an old pair of sneakers, ready for dirty work. He wanted to get an early start because the forecast called for rain by the afternoon. On the way he stopped by a store and bought some heavy trash bags and rubber gloves. He pulled into Ella’s driveway at quarter-till-nine. He looked at the house and it was bigger than he’d hoped for. Tall trees surrounded it and needed to be cut back so there was no doubt in his mind the gutters would be nasty. He figured he had at least a half day of work. Ella had been watching for him and came out to greet him. Bobby couldn’t believe how good she looked. He watched her stride toward his car, her late-fifties body looking slim and trim and much younger in broken-in Levi’s and a loose white blouse. Her blonde-gray hair was in a braided ponytail that hung down her back. They greeted and said their hellos. Ella thanked him and started in about what she would pay him but Bobby told her to forget it. They agreed on a free lunch. Then Ella showed him the garage where a big extension ladder was leaning against the wall. “I borrowed this from a neighbor,” Ella said. “My daughter doesn’t want me up on ladders anymore.” “Good idea,” Bobby said. “I’ll take care of it.” She thanked him, and their eyes lingered a bit. She turned and went back into the house. He stared at her butt. He thought it was a pretty nice butt. Then he went to work. He lugged the ladder outside. He started with the higher gutters naturally. He set up the ladder, put on his gloves and grabbed a hand trowel and a trash bag and climbed up. The gutters were filled with rancid stinky putrid leaves and snails and muck and shit. He grabbed the shit, raked the shit, and scooped the shit into bags. He went up and down the ladder numerous times. He moved the ladder around, dragged the bags up and down and pulled the lengthy garden hose up top to flush water through the gutters to clean them out. He went around the whole house cleaning out the gutters and filling bags with stinky gunk. After a few hours a storm was brewing. The rain started, and within a minute it was a downpour and Bobby was soaked. He was just about done when the first bolt of lightning struck, and not too far away. He receded down the ladder as fast as he could. His slimy shoe slid off of the rain-slickened second-to-last step and he fell. Ass-backwards into a puddle of mud. He’d been stunk up with pieces of shitty roof gutter funk all morning long, all over his clothes, his face, in his hair. But now he was covered with mud too. He pulled down the ladder and moved it back where he’d found it. He put the trash bags of muck by the side of the garage under the eave. By then he looked like a dirty drenched river rat. He went into the garage and knocked on the kitchen door. “Come on in,” Ella called. Bobby opened the door and said, “I’d better not. I fell in the mud.” “Oh my goodness!” she said, “You poor thing. Wait one moment, I’ll be right back.” She returned in thirty seconds and handed him a towel and a robe. “Get undressed and put this on. Then I’ll throw your clothes in the washer. He happily did as he was told. He stripped down to nothing, toweled off and wrapped the robe around his body. He carried his saturated clothes into the kitchen. Ella was in the adjacent laundry room getting the washing machine ready. “Do you think I could get a shower?” he asked. “Of course, Honey,” she said, and showed him to the bathroom. “And I’ll fix us some lunch.” Bobby ran the water hot and scrubbed himself top to bottom with Ivory soap. He shampooed his hair until it squeaked. He didn’t have a comb so his hair stayed a wet, tangled mess. He put the robe on and tied it around him. It was a few sizes too small for him. He went back to the kitchen self-conscious about how only a thin layer of terry cloth was all that covered his naked body and freshly-washed penis. Ella was putting the final touches on lunch: tuna salad on toast, soup, chips and lemonade. “Feel better?” she asked as she put the plates on the table. “Much better, thanks,” he said, and they sat down to eat. Bobby was ravenous so he ate and drank with gusto. Ella soon refilled his glass with lemonade and his bowl with soup. They talked as they ate and the storm raged outside. Ella asked about Bree, was Bobby in touch? He said they were for a while but not lately; he liked her a lot but long distance relationships really don’t work. He recapped how they had met that Friday night at the Vous and had all hit it off right away. They cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. They stood at the sink and stared out the window and watched streams of rainwater flow across the glass pane. The storm had increased in intensity with hard rain, stiff wind and thunder. “Wow, look at that,” Ella said. “It’s really coming down. It doesn’t look like it’s going to be letting up anytime soon, either.” “Right,” Bobby said. “Good day to be inside.” Ella turned to him and asked, “Want a Bloody Mary?” “A Bloody Mary?” “Yes. You like Bloody Marys, don’t you?” “You remembered,” he said. “From brunch.” “Yes. Would you like one?” “Sure, if you’re having one. You have the mix and everything?” “Close enough,” she said. Ella opened the refrigerator and took out an unopened 46-ounce bottle of Spicy V-8 juice and a jar of horseradish. She poured out some of the juice into a glass and scooped horseradish into the bottle. She reached down under the sink and pulled out a fifth of vodka and poured it into the juice bottle until it was filled. Then she added salt and pepper and hot sauce. She tightened the cap and shook the bottle up and down and around as hard as she could. She showed Bobby where the glassware was and Bobby filled two tumblers with ice. Ella poured the crimson concoction into the glasses. “There,” she said, “That should do it. And plenty more where that came from. Let’s go into the living room, shall we?” Ella touched Bobby’s hand as she said that and he was surprised by the electric charge it gave him. Maybe it was the element of surprise, maybe it was the occasional lightning outside, but he felt it and goosebumps grew on the flesh of his arm. He again became more self-conscious of his nakedness underneath the robe. So did his dick. They took their seats on the sofa. As he sat Bobby had to reach down to his crotch to slightly reposition his newly-awakened penis. He hoped that Ella hadn’t noticed, but he also knew she was a person who didn’t miss much. They sipped their drinks and began talking. First, they talked about Ella’s home. Bobby told her how nice it was, and commented about how big her trees were in the yard and how they were almost touching the roof and should be trimmed back before too long. He also mentioned that the wood privacy fence enclosing the back yard had a number of split or missing slats, but that would be an easy fix and he’d be glad to take care of it for her. Ella opened up about her friend, the man Summer had mentioned to him. His name was Al and they were close companions for years. He used to take care of all the outside chores but he died the year before of a heart attack. She felt lost sometimes; stuck in neutral when it came to the grounds. After about half an hour of chit-chat Ella touched his hand again, sending another sparkler up his forearm and down to his groin. “Make us a couple more drinks,” she said, “while I go and throw your clothes in the dryer.” Bobby was finishing up the drinks when she returned. Just as he was handing one to her a deafening bolt of lightning struck a transformer somewhere nearby and they felt an electric sizzle in the air as the power in the house flickered and faltered and then went off altogether. “Power’s out,” Ella said. “This is an old neighborhood so it will probably be out for a while.” She started rummaging through the pantry for matches. “At least we have plenty of these,” Bobby said, holding up his drink. “Thank God for the little things.” She handed the matches to him and added, “Here, light the candles in the living room. I’ll be right back. I’m going to pull your clothes out of the dryer and put them on hangers to dry. I don’t know how long the power will be out.” Bobby took a healthy gulp of his drink and then topped off his glass. He lighted the candles in the living room. The afternoon was dark and stormy outside and the flickering flames gave the room a cozy, more intimate feel. Ella returned in a couple minutes and sat down on the sofa next to him. She took a sip of her drink and smacked her lips. “Well, Honey, it looks like you’re going to be here for a while. This storm isn’t letting up anytime soon and your clothes won’t be dry for a while either. At least they’re clean.” “Yes, thank you. They were a mess.” “But I have to say, you look cute in my robe,” Ella said with a twinkle in her eye. Bobby blushed and took a sip. “I have to tell you,” he said. “That’s the most creative way a woman has ever gotten me out of my clothes.” “I could say that it was pretty creative the way you happened to fall in the mud.” “No, just clumsy, and I was already soaked,” he said. “Besides, I’m not that clever.” They looked at each other in the soft, wavering light and both had subtle, amused smiles on their faces. Bobby realized that in the last thirty or forty seconds their interaction had suddenly made a giant leap and crossed some sort of line. He didn’t know what line it was but he could feel it, a new level of intimacy had been reached. He looked her over again and liked what he saw. Her white top did not appear to be as loose as it was before. Her jeans held snug to her slim legs and showed wear on her knees, butt and crotch. She had gotten rid of her shoes. He was seated inches away from her and was wearing her robe and nothing else. He felt a stir down below. He thought of Bree and her scissor-fucking and her limber legs practically wrapped around her own head, and drilling her juicy, open twat. Then of Summer, fisting her, and their bi-weekly maintenance fucks. But here he was now, practically naked and seated next to Ella, and he couldn’t believe the thoughts he was having. He was imagining all the things he wanted to do with her. “Oh, I think you’re pretty clever. And such a handy man, too. Thank you again for cleaning those gutters. It is such a dirty job and it’s such a nasty day.” “You’re welcome. And it’s not so bad inside, with a nice lunch, good drinks and good company. And I’ll come next Saturday and mend your fence. That will be an easier job. There’re only a handful of slats that need to be replaced; the others just need some fresh nails.” “That’s very nice but I insist on paying you.” “The materials will be cheap and it’s an easy job. But I don’t want any money. I’ll take it out in trade.” “Oh, you will?” Ella laughed. “How will you do that?” “Uh, another free lunch. More Bloody Marys. More lively conversation.” “That doesn’t seem like much compensation for all the work you’re doing.” “Well, that’s my price. Unless we can think of something else,” he said. Ella’s eyes were wide and unblinking and locked into his. Bobby gulped down the rest of his drink and was ready for another. They were going down smoothly. He rose from the sofa and asked Ella if she wanted him to top off her drink. “Are you trying to get me drunk?” she asked. “Not really, I thought maybe you were trying to get me drunk. But it’s a good day for it, don’t ya think?” “Sure,” she said, and handed him her glass. Bobby went into the kitchen and put the glasses on the countertop. Rain pounded on the window above the sink. He dug ice cubes out from the freezer and tonged them into the glasses. He shook the V-8 bottle vigorously and was pouring the red mix into the glasses when Ella came to the counter and stood next to him. She reached down and picked up her glass, took a healthy swig and put it back down. She turned to him. “You were right. It’s a good day to be inside,” she said right after another thunder boomer shook the house. She put her hand on his forearm and pulled gently. He pivoted to face her and they looked at each other in the dim light. “Do you know what I’m thinking?” she asked quietly. “No, tell me,” he replied. “I’d rather show you. I only hope it’s not the wrong thing and I end up regretting it.” She pulled his arm closer to her as she moved closer to him. She leaned her face to his and kissed him on the lips. Any angst she’d had about it was erased immediately. Bobby’s lips parted and his tongue instantly searched for hers. Her other hand was soon on his hip and his arms were halfway around her back. Their tongues did soft whirls and twirls, each exploring a brand new mouth, and their first kiss lingered on. Her fingers dug into his skin through the thin cloth of her robe and his hands explored her lower back. His penis grew between his legs. “I hope I wasn’t too forward,” she said when the kiss ended. They still held each other. “If you hadn’t kissed me, I would have kissed you,” Bobby said. “I just hadn’t yet figured out how.” Ella shook her head and smiled. “How old are you?” she asked. “Almost twenty-six.” “Almost twenty-six, huh? Well, I’m almost fifty-eight. If I was twenty or thirty years younger…” “You kiss like you’re twenty-eight.” “Oh, really? And what does that mean?” “It means we should kiss whomever we want; fifty-eight, twenty-eight, twenty-six, whatever.” He pulled her a little closer and put his hand on her cheek. “Besides, you look a lot younger than that. It’s obvious where Bree’s and Summer’s foxy lady genes came from.” He pulled her head to his and kissed her. Their lips spread apart in unison and their mouths were open for business. He pulled her tightly against him with one hand in the small of her back and the other on her ass. Bobby’s cock was hard and Ella felt it pressing against her. It had been quite a while for her and her mind was a whirlwind of confusion wondering what the hell she was doing and imagining what it would feel like inside her. She found herself pushing her torso against it, absorbing its readiness. Her pussy was suddenly anxious and wet. ‘God what are we doing?’ she thought. Without missing a beat and with their lips still locked and their tongues doing a sexy dance, Ella’s fingers found the string on her robe and she pulled on it. The robe loosened, then opened, and she found his engorged cock with her hand. She gripped her fingers around its girth and stroked him and they kissed even harder. “Let’s go into the bedroom,” Ella said, half out-of-breath. Bobby nodded. She held his cock like an eight-inch handle and led him to her bedroom. They embraced in the dim light, their kisses punctuated by flashes of lightning and claps of thunder outside the bedroom windows. Ella pushed the robe over his shoulders and let it fall to the hardwood floor. Bobby unbuttoned her blouse and she took it off and tossed it on a chair. He unhooked her lacy bra and admired her upper body: it was thin and her skin was taut but for a couple fine wrinkles on her flat stomach. Her shoulders and arms were toned, not too skinny, and her breasts were small-to-medium size with minimal sag. There was a blue tattoo of a peace sign just above her right breast. Summer had been right: her mom was a hippie holdover. A very sexy hippie holdover. With his arms around her he pushed her onto the bed. They kissed passionately for several minutes as their hands roamed over fresh flesh. But soon Bobby’s lips had moved to other places. He kissed her neck and licked her ears and sucked the peace sign into his mouth. When he nibbled on her right nipple Ella let out a screechy moan of pleasure. As he tit-sucked her, playing no favorites between the two, he started working on her jeans. She helped him as best she could and soon she had squirmed out of them most of the way. With her jeans and panties now at her ankles, Bobby moved down to the foot of the bed and pulled them off the rest of the way. He spread her legs and knelt between them. He took his first look at her pussy. It was hairy, but neatly trimmed, and wet. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said. “I want to please you,” he said. “You already have.” Bobby kissed both of her thighs, back and forth, inching toward her glinty gash. She was hissing and squirming with anticipation, and when he finally buried his face into her she squealed with delight. “Oh my God,” she stammered. He licked her lips and lipped her clit and she squirmed as if her nerve endings were on overload. He gripped the cheeks of her ass tightly to stabilize her crotch as he drilled his mouth into it. It helped a little but still her cunt was a moving target. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yes. I’m sorry. It’s been a while.” “You want me to stop?” “God, no!” Bobby went back to work. He held her ass firm and plastered his mouth to her cocked member. He sucked away and squeezed her buttocks. Slowly he felt her relax and her movements fell in rhythm with his. For several minutes they worked together like this, her crotch pushed against his face, him sucking her clit, his tongue tasting her tang and his nostrils breathing in her musky scent. His dick was now a brick. His lips were turning to jelly and his jaws ached. He was ready to fuck. He gave her one last major clit chomp, eliciting a screech from Ella, before he moved up so her saturated pussy lips were kissing the head of his cock. Atop her, he stared into her liquid eyes. “I still can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said softly. “Believe it.” “You’re very handsome. But I’m thirty years older…” “I still think you’re hot.” “Fuck my brains out,” she whispered. Bobby slipped his dick into her drenched sink and felt her warm wet walls around it, welcoming him in. He started slowly, in and out, familiarizing himself with her cunt and her muscles. He’d push his entire length into her and then out, in and out, over and over, as they got their timing down. Gradually he picked up the pace and Ella went with him, they’d go a little faster and hold it for a while, getting in sync and in tune like a classical duet. Adagio, then andante, then allegretto, then allegro, and finally Presto!, and they were fucking and bucking like pistons on a runaway train. Their faces were inches apart as they fucked, their wide, enraptured eyes locked-in. They both grunted with every thrust until Bobby kissed her and started stabbing her mouth with his tongue. His hands were on her butt cheeks and his fingers inched toward her asshole. He wanted to fuck all three of her holes at once. “Hippie-fucking is good’, Bobby thought to himself, as they pounded away. Free love and peace and all that shit. He closed his eyes and slammed her as hard and fast as he could. Ella screamed and climaxed in a series of ferocious shimmy shimmy shakes beneath him as he banged her. He felt her hot juices surround his cock and ooze out onto his balls. His orgasm was not far behind. His cum rose up like a prison riot, his sperm fighting to get out. It was an ecstatic pulsing stream and he felt a sting in his cock as he came; his little prisoners were burning down the house. He roared as he released. With repeated sensual trembles he uploaded his seed into her until finally he collapsed onto the bed beside her. “Whew,” he said in a rasp, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Whew is right,” Ella said. She turned on her side and nestled up. They held each other in silence for many minutes. They listened to their breath and felt the gentle heaves of their chests. The storm outside had let up some and was now just a steady rain tickling the windowpane. They finally spoke when the ceiling fan started turning above them and a light clicked on in the hall. “Ah, we have power,” Ella said. “Good timing. I’m going to run and put your clothes in the dryer. Don’t go away.” She kissed him and got up out of bed. Bobby watched her naked hippie ass as she walked out the bedroom door. Bobby was sitting up in bed when she returned a few minutes later with her hands full. She carried two glasses and a small jar. “Energy drinks,” Ella said, handing him a fresh Bloody Mary. She put the jar on the nightstand. They sat in bed and sipped their drinks. Well, Ella sipped but Bobby gulped. The V-8 gave him a vitamin jolt. He was pretty sure his limp dick moved. When his drink was two-thirds gone he put the glass on the table on his side of the bed. Ella took another drink from hers and did the same. “What’s in the jar?” Bobby asked. “Coconut oil,” she said coyly. “Oh.” “You know what that’s for?” “I’m pretty sure it’s not for Pina Coladas.” Ella leaned closer and said, “See, I knew you were pretty clever,” and kissed him. The kiss quickly escalated and in no time their tongues were dancing and their hands were prancing. And Bobby’s dick moved all right, growing like Pinocchio’s nose on a bad day, and Ella couldn’t keep her hand off of it. She couldn’t keep her mouth off of it either. She went down on him and stroked his balls with one hand and took his cock into her mouth. Ella was a loud cocksucker but it was turn-on for Bobby as inch-by-inch she took all of it in. Soon he felt her lips kissing her fingertips on his balls as he gently fucked her face. For several minutes she sucked him and she felt his scrotum tighten up. She came up for air and lay back down beside him and they kissed. Instinctively Bobby rolled on top and entered her and again felt the wet warm walls of her cunt. She started fucking even before he did. In a quick minute they were in a fucking race chasing after their next orgasms. They pumped in hard, long strokes, the head of Bobby’s dick aiming for the end of Ella’s tunnel. They fucked in determined silence, no moans or groans or dirty talk, just the squeak of the bed and the twitch of the ceiling fan overhead. “I’m close,” Ella said, stopping. Bobby kept at it but she stopped him and he pulled out. She reached for the coconut oil. She opened it in a rush and the lid scooted onto the floor. She scooped some oil into her hand and reached behind her and slipped her greasy fingers into her butthole. Then she sloshed more oil over Bobby’s extended pole. “There,” she said. “Put it in my ass.” “Are you sure?” “Positive.” She lifted up and shoved a pillow under her butt. She spread her cheeks with her fingers and her asshole was open for him. “Fuck me in the ass.” Bobby put the head of his dick right up to her open hole and pushed. Ella took a deep breath and let out a hoarse sigh when he entered her. He pushed his cock into her. “Ooh, that feels big,” she said. “You okay?” he asked. “Yes, you?” “That’s nice and tight,” he said. “Good. Now fuck me.” She put her fingers on her soggy clit and felt herself. Bobby pushed again, easing it in. It was a tight but smooth glide and he was surprised at how easily it slid in, how sublime the pressure felt around his cock, and how quickly he was vigorously driving his dick into the depths of her ass. Ella was into it. She was slapping her clit like a bass string and pushing her ass into him, matching him thump for thump. Bobby was digging it too, in more ways than one. He drilled her with a passion, willing his semen up for another ride out into the wild blue yonder. He knew he wouldn’t last long at the rate he was going so after a couple minutes he slowed his pace. “Don’t stop!” Ella wheezed. “Keep it up.” So he did and within five or six more strokes his river was rising. With a loud groan and a volcanic quaver his cum surged through his shaft and spurted multiple times into the deepest reaches of Ella’s rectum. Even after he’d shot his last drop he kept his dick embedded in her ass as she frantically worked her tool in an effort to coax her unleashing. After a bit Bobby pulled his cock out of her asshole with a wet, sucking thwap and scooted down the bed. He put his face in her crotch and his mouth on her inflated tool. Ella ceded it immediately and put her hands on the back of his head. She shoved her clit deep into his mouth with all her might like she was grinding teeth. Bobby sucked on her clit the same way she had sucked his cock: forcefully. He felt the pressure of her athletic groin on his face and inhaled the funky taste and scent of her sex. He could feel his own cum on his chin as it seeped out of her asshole. It didn’t take much longer. Ella started shaking like a train that had jumped the track. She groaned and shook and screamed ‘Oh Fuck!’ as she climaxed. Bobby’s lips stayed latched onto her puffed pudendum until she rested. “God, I needed that!” Ella said. Then they lay together for some time. ---- The day was getting late by the time they dragged their asses out of bed. Bobby took a shower and his clothes were clean, dry and neatly folded on the toilet seat when he got out. He found Ella in the kitchen. “Thank you, Bobby. And not just for doing the work outside, either. I didn’t expect that the day would go the way it did. But I can’t say I’m disappointed.” “I’m not either,” he said. “It was an unexpected pleasure. And you are a sexual dynamo.” “Oh, please,” she said. “I was serious about fixing your fence next week. Even before…” “Bobby, you don’t have to do that.” “I know, but I’d like to. If you don’t mind.” “Well, that’s very nice. But no more falling in the mud. That trick only works once around here.” “Okay, I promise. I’ll have to think of something else,” he said with a smile. He kissed her and took one final taste of her and their tongues said a slow goodbye. ---- The next few days were just like any other week and Bobby was looking forward to going back to Ella’s. The fence job would be easy, maybe an hour and a half of work, and he’d get a lunch and maybe get laid again. He picked up the fencing materials and nails on Friday. Saturday was a clear, sunny day so there would be no chance of falling in the mud and getting trapped inside by a storm. He showed up at about nine a.m. and went to work. He’d only been there for a few minutes before Ella noticed. A window opened and she called to him. She asked him to come inside for a minute. He went in the back door and Ella was standing in the entryway to the living room. She was barefoot and was wearing the same robe he had worn the Saturday before. Her hair was up on top of her head. “There’s been a little change of plan,” Ella said. “I won’t be able to have you for lunch.” “Oh, that’s okay,” Bobby said, trying not to sound disappointed. “I’m sorry, but Summer’s coming over a little later. She’s taking me to lunch.” “No problem, I understand.” “It’s my birthday. She always takes me to lunch for my birthday. It just didn’t dawn on me last week.” “Happy Birthday,” Bobby said. “I wish I’d known. I would have brought you a gift.” “You did,” she said. She took a step closer. She reached between his legs and took his cock in her hand. She kissed him, and her tongue did a momentary slither in his mouth. “And since I can’t have you for lunch,” she added, unbuckling his belt. “I want to have you for breakfast. And we don’t have a lot of time.” She pulled him a couple steps to the sofa. She sat and pulled down his pants. His cock was already at full attention. She kissed it and licked his balls. She took it into her mouth. The whole shebang was over in less than thirty minutes. She sucked him to completion and a week’s worth of his stored-up cum erupted into her mouth. Then her robe opened and Bobby twirled her onto the couch and buried his face into her twat for a few minutes until she came. Then he mounted her and started fucking her. He’d been going at it for a couple minutes before he noticed the jar of coconut oil on the coffee table. He reached over and grabbed it and held it up. “Yes,” Ella said. “I’m ready already.” She was already fingering herself. He turned her over. Her butt was slick, the residue of lubing herself. He oiled his cock and fucked her ass until he came. He withdrew his cock from her ass and inserted in into her drippy pussy and rammed her doggy-style for a couple more minutes until she let out a whoop and had another orgasm. “Happy Birthday,” Bobby said as he pulled out. Ella turned to him and said, “Thank you. A great way to start the day. But you’ll have to excuse me. I need to shower and get ready.” She kissed him, picked up her robe and left the room. As she walked away Bobby could she speckles of his 26-year-old cum on her 58-year-old hippie butt. ---- Bobby had just finished up and was putting his tools in the trunk of his car when Summer drove up. She parked her car and came up to him. He felt a little awkward and didn’t know whether to kiss her or not in front of her mother’s house, so he didn’t even try. She didn’t try either. “Hi, Bobby,” she said. “Hi, Doc,” he said. “Now stop that,” she said. “Or maybe I should call you Doc.” “Huh? What do you mean?” “Because I hear you are quite a handyman. The gutters, the fence, and Mom said you got her backdoor working again. I didn’t even know it was stuck.” Bobby didn’t know if that was a joke or what Ella may have told her but he was officially speechless. “Anyway, thanks again for helping Mom out,” she continued. “We really appreciate it. Now we’re going to lunch to celebrate her birthday.” “Have fun. And don’t drink too many Mimosas!” Bobby said. “You mean Bloody Marys,” Summer said with a wink. She turned and walked into the house. ---- Things started to get weird after that. The next Thursday would have been Bobby’s night to see Summer but he couldn’t get hold of her. When he finally did reach her a few days later she was noncommittal and kind of blew him off. That was a first. He called Ella and told her the handyman was calling to see if she had any chores she needed him to take care of, in the yard, on the roof, or in the bedroom. She laughed but said although it was tempting she didn’t think it was a good idea. Too close for comfort with Summer and everything. Evidently Ella didn’t know—or didn’t want to know--Bobby had been Summer’s steady bedmate and Summer didn’t want him screwing her mother. Bobby thought about the last few months with amazement. He had had a wild weekend with a young hot dancer named Bree. Then he’d had a number of incredible nights with her hot Mom, Doctor Summer. And finally a couple wild romps of hippie sex with Ella. Sexually it had been the most fruitful period of his life. And now suddenly, as if flipping a switch, the rainy season was over and he was back in the desert. He sent an email to Bree in an effort to catch up, but they hadn’t been in touch for a while and doubted he would hear back. Out of sight, out of mind, you know how that goes. ---- Bobby went to work every day with his nose to the grindstone, trying to forget about his sexcapades. Although he would replay the experiences in his mind, it wasn’t that hard to put most of it behind him and just chalk it up to ships passing in the night. He knew there was no real future with Summer; there was the big age difference, and she just needed to get laid and he was convenient. And what happened with Ella was an accident of fate; it would never have happened if he hadn’t fallen in the mud and been stranded in her home by the storm and ended up naked wearing her robe. And she needed to get laid and he was there. But it was different with Bree. He thought of her often. It was about four months later when out of the blue on a Thursday evening Bobby received a call from Summer. When he saw her name displayed on his phone he froze for a second. He debated whether to let it go to voicemail but he couldn’t. “Hello, Summer?” he said tentatively. “Yes, Bobby. How are you?” “I’m okay, how are you doing?” “I’m fine,” she said, and launched right into the purpose of her call. “Look Bobby, I know it has been a while and I hope you don’t mind my calling but I thought you should know. It concerns Bree.” “Bree? Is something wrong? Is she all right?” “Oh, she’s fine,” Summer said with a chuckle. “She’s doing well. She is here in town. She’s an artist-in-residence for her old dance instructor. They’re putting on a song and dance revue for high school and college students.” “She doesn’t live in New York anymore?” he asked. “No, she still does. She’s been commuting back and forth and staying with me for a few weeks while she worked on the production. She’ll be going back soon. She has asked about you, and I think she wanted to call you, but she has been so busy, she’s been putting in sixteen hour days. And I think she may have felt funny calling since she had not done a good job of keeping in touch. Anyway, I wanted to call you in case you would want to know.” “Yes, thank you. I’m glad you did.” “The final performances are this weekend: Tomorrow night, Saturday night and a Sunday matinee.” She went on to tell him the theater and show times. “I’d love to see her,” Bobby said. “Do you think she’d mind if I came Saturday night?” “Oh, I think she’d be fine with that. I’ll let her know and will ask her to leave you a ticket at the box office.” ---- Bobby was walking on air for two days. On Saturday evening he got to the theater plenty early. He’d made sure he dressed and looked and smelled good. He picked up his ticket and there was a brief note paper-clipped to it. It read: ‘Hi Bobby, So glad you could come! Meet me at the foot of the stage right after the show. Bree’. It was a great seat. Center section, third row, aisle seat. He looked around the small theater. It seated three or four hundred and had high ceilings, chandeliers and a small balcony. There was a band tuning up on one side of the floor. He read through the playbill and saw Bree’s name in a few different places: artist-in-residence, choreography, and in several different numbers. The show was an olio of song and dance numbers from Broadway musicals. The show was very professionally done even though most of the performers were amateurs. Bobby was particular impressed with the chick named Bree. Not only with her dancing, but her singing! The girl had a beautiful set of pipes to go along with the rest of her which was pretty damn good too. She sang ‘Cabaret’ and he felt like she was singing directly to him. It brought the house down and he had half a hard-on by the time it was over. After the show the lights went up and the audience streamed toward the rear exits but Bobby had a short walk to the stage. Bree was there in seconds, in costume and caked with make-up. “Hi, Bobby!” she squealed, and leapt into his arms. She gave him a big hug and Bobby put his arms around her and hugged her too. It felt so good. “Thank you for coming. It’s so nice to see you.” “God, Bree, you were great! What a wonderful show, and I didn’t know you could sing like that!” “Oh, thank you, so glad you liked it. We worked hard on it.” “It shows!” “Want to go get a drink or something?” she asked. “Absolutely!” “Great. Meet me around back at the stage entrance. Give me about fifteen minutes, okay? I need to change and get cleaned up. See ya.” She kissed him on the cheek and disappeared backstage. ---- Bobby had pulled his car around back and was leaning against the driver’s door when Bree emerged from the back of the theater. She was a beautiful sight for his sore eyes. She wore the same tight jeans and red sweater she’d worn on the night they’d met. The pancake had been washed from her face and she looked delectable. She strutted toward him with a gym bag in her hand. Bobby opened the passenger door for her and she got in. They went to a small neighborhood bar a few blocks from the theater and sat in a booth facing one another. They ordered a pitcher of beer. Bobby suggested food but Bree said she was too wound up to eat. “God, it’s good to see you,” Bobby said. “It’s good to see you too,” Bree said. “Thank you for coming tonight. It means so much.” They talked and tried to catch up. Bree told Bobby how sorry she was that they had lost touch. He said he was too. They talked about the show. She told him how she’d become involved with the production. “My old dance teacher is on the faculty at the university, in the Theater Arts and Dance Department. She was always an inspiration and a mentor and she always encouraged me. We’ve kept in touch over the years. Anyway a few months ago she asked if I could help her put the show together, perform and coach and mentor the cast. She had some extra money in the budget. I said yes and here I am.” “The show was great. And you look great. And God, I knew you could dance but had no idea you could sing like that. You are amazing!” “Thank you,” she said. “We were pretty happy with the result.” She reached over and touched Bobby’s hand. “It’s so good to see you. I’m glad Mom called you. I wanted to but I kept putting it off. I was afraid.” “Afraid of what?” “That you wouldn’t want to see me.” “Not a chance,” Bobby said. “Once she called I couldn’t wait for tonight.” He took her hand and raised it to his lips and kissed it. He detected wetness in her eyes. “I’ll be right back,” Bree said, and she rose to go to the restroom. Bobby ordered another pitcher of beer. Bree returned, sat down and took a swig of beer. “I heard you had a fling with my mother,” she said, and took another swig. “Yes, I took your advice. It seemed to happen kind of naturally. I’m sorry, but ...” “Don’t apologize, it’s okay. I put you up to it and I knew you’d go for it. I knew she needed to get laid, and I figured you may as well be the lucky guy. But I never figured you’d go to bed with my grandmother!” This surprised him. “Oh, now that, uh, that was an accident. I had cleaned her gutters and my clothes were filthy and a really bad storm came and then…” “It’s okay, Bobby, it’s okay. She must have needed it too.” After a short pause she added, “Maybe you’ve found your true calling.” “Oh yeah, what’s that?” “Gigolo.” Bobby was drinking and he laughed so hard beer came out of his nose. Bree laughed too and raised her mug and they toasted. “Think about it,” she said. “You’re only man on Earth who’s done all three of us.” Bobby smiled sheepishly and stared at his beer. “And you know, Bobby, you may not realize it, but you’ve had a very profound effect on my mom and grandmother.” “Who, me? How so?” “Not long before the night we all met my mom had just kind of dumped a nerdy guy she’d been seeing. We liked meeting you guys and she was attracted to you and she has her needs so it made sense for you two to hook up even it was only temporary. But you really made her feel good about herself. She told me about you going to the party with her and how you praised her for her knowledge and called her ‘Doctor’ and encouraged her to back to school. And now that’s what she’s doing.” “Really? That’s great.” “Yes, and she credits you for helping her to get there. Not long after that party she met a man and they’ve become pretty serious about each other. He’s an ophthalmologist who came to work in her clinic for three weeks while her boss was on vacation. His name is Gerry. He was just as impressed with her expertise as you were. And now she’s taking classes, and making plans to join his practice as an optometrist. “And my grandmother was in kind of a rut when you went over to her house and fell in the mud. She had lost a dear friend, a man she’d been very close to, the year before. And she was stuck in a major funk and couldn’t get out. There was this man named Moe, another old hippie who owns five or six health food stores, and he had been asking her out for months but she’d been turning him down. But whatever clicked between you and her that day did the trick. You made her feel sexy and desirable again and she got up the courage to call Moe and see if his invitation was still good. It was and now they’re talking about moving in together.” “Wow, that’s great. I’m very happy for her. And Summer too.” Summer took another drink of beer and took a deep breath. “Which brings me to this: Now I’ve come to a crossroad in my life and I’m not sure what to do.” Bobby squeezed her hand. “What is it?” “Thank you for listening. It feels good to talk about it. A few weeks ago I found out my roommate is giving up the apartment when the lease is up. I have to decide whether to try to keep it, find a new roommate in a city full of lunatics, or try to find another place, which is no easy task. All while working and trying to hustle for gigs. “Or, I have another opportunity which has come up. My old teacher has offered me a staff position here at the university working in her department. I would assist on all the productions, recitals, auditions, as well as any other chores they have for me. But I would work on choreography and be involved in the creative process, which I love, and mentor the students if they needed individual help. The job wouldn’t pay a whole lot, but would be livable, and one of the perks is I could take three course credits for free every semester and in the summer sessions to work toward a degree. But I’d have to find a place to live, get a car, and uproot my life from what it’s been the last few years. “So, do I keep slogging away in New York, scuffling for work, and give up on a dream? Or do I move back, take a job I know I’d enjoy and be good at, but play it safe?” “You could look at it as a great opportunity, a new chapter in your life. The free classes are a great bonus. And if you would need to make extra money, I know I could book us a few gigs a week as a duo; with your looks and your voice we’d be golden. But the main point is this: You’ve gained incredible experience the last few years. And that experience could actually have a priceless effect on the students you come in contact with. It could be very rewarding for you and for them.” “You really think so?” “Of course!” “That’s what my teacher said.” “She’s right. I’d bet few if any people in that department have had the experience you have. All the auditions, the casting calls, and the performances you’ve done. That could be invaluable to younger students.” The second pitcher was almost empty. Bobby poured what was left of the beer into their mugs. Each mug had about two mouthfuls in it. “Are you busy tomorrow night?” Bree asked. “I just cleared my slate,” Bobby said. “Tomorrow’s matinee is our final performance. Afterwards we have a cast party which I must attend for an hour or so. After that I’m going to dinner with Mom and Gerry and my grandmother and Moe. It’s Gerry’s treat. Would you come with me?” Bobby hesitated. “You don’t think that might be a little awkward?” “No, not at all. Please come, I don’t want to be a fifth wheel. The women all agree it is a good idea. And the men both said they’d love to meet you. And don’t worry, neither one of them knows that you got there first.” Bobby blushed and Bree grinned. “Okay,” he said. “Great,” she said. “And you know where we’re going? The seafood place you took me to.” “Flounder Fred’s!” “That’s right. And after dinner and the old folks leave, we can have a little time to ourselves.” Bobby drove Bree to Summer’s house. They had a nice kiss in his car and he waited until she was in the house and flashed the porchlight before he drove off. ---- Dinner was set for seven-thirty. After a brief stop at the Holiday Inn down the block, Bobby arrived early and waited in the lobby. At about five minutes till seven the older folks arrived. Summer looked fine as ever in a red dress and with longer hair, now several inches down her back. Ella was slim and vibrant in a tight black top and baggy flowery pants. He was pleasantly surprised when Summer and Ella both hugged him without hesitation, thus breaking any ice. Introductions had just been made when a taxi pulled up to the front entrance and Bree appeared. They were seated promptly and dinner went well. Summer and Ella gave him a sideways glance here and there but it was not uncomfortable at all. Conversation was free and easy, often focused on Bree’s production, and Bobby really enjoyed it. Gerry was a handsome guy, maybe a few years older than Summer, and had a pretty good sense of humor. And Moe was a real piece of work, big and bold, funny as hell and had a ponytail almost as long as Ella’s. After dinner they all said their goodbyes in the lobby. By this time the place had thinned out so they took a private booth in the bar and ordered cognacs. Drinks they could nurse and extend the evening. At first they talked about how well dinner had gone and how much they both liked Gerry and Moe. Then the conversation shifted to Bree’s dilemma. A decision would have to be made soon. “When are you going back to New York? How long will you be in town?” Bobby asked. By this time they were holding hands. “A few days,” she said. “There’s no rush. I have some days off from the day job and no gigs lined up. I’ve been concentrating on the work here for the last few weeks, commuting back and forth a lot. Now that it’s over it’s kind of a letdown, like ‘Now what?’, you know what I mean?” “I think so,” Bobby said softly. They were peering into each other’s’ eyes, and all four were glistening. Bobby reached into his pocket and took out a room key from the Holiday Inn down the street and put it on the table. He’d reserved a room hoping for the best. Bree’s eyes became leaky saucers. She smiled but started crying softly. Then she reached into her purse and pulled out a room key from the Holiday Inn down the street and put it on the table next to the other one. Her smile widened but her tears increased. Bobby grinned and took her other hand in his and squeezed both and felt her squeezing him back. “Well, well,” he said. “It’s true: Great minds think alike!” Fortunately they were able to shift one of the reservations to the following night. Bobby figured he had two days to convince her that moving back home was the right thing to do.

PLAYING WITH DOCTOR I woke a little later the next morning than I would have liked. I rolled over to find the space Amy had occupied was empty. I stumbled into the bathroom to relieve myself. Amy was sitting on the toilet. “Good morning… Oh…. Sorry… I will step back into the living room if you wish,” I said. The smell was enough to curdle milk. “Yes, please,” she said. I stepped into the living room and Amy continued. “I needed to… you know… And since you were still asleep. I thought I would take advantage. I don't like doing this in front of new boyfriends.” “You would have to, eventually,” I stated. “But I understand the embarrassment. I have heard of women who won't even fart in the presence of their significant others.” Amy came out from the bathroom in very short time. “Now I can say it… Good morning, Honey.” She kissed me deeply. “Oh… Morning Breath.” “Please allow me to remedy that.” I kissed her slightly reluctant lips one more time, then headed to the bathroom to urinate and brush my teeth. As I was brushing, I looked in the mirror to see Amy standing behind me, still completely naked. She was squeezing one breast with one hand, and running her other hand up her inner thigh and across her sweet pussy lips. I quickly finished my task and turned to show my appreciation for the image in the mirror. “Oh… That'll get you goin' in the morning,” Amy cooed. “I saw you in the mirror. What you were doing caused this.” “Would you like more?” “Oh, hell yeah,” I stepped toward her. “No no no no,” she said waving her finger. You have to wait. “For what, may I ask?” “For the other half of the show.” She turned immediately and went to her bag. Pulled out her phone and called somebody. I could only assume it was Toni. She whispered in the phone, then listened. She laughed and said, “What do you think, BITCH?” at that second I knew she was talking to Toni. “Just get here.” “Is Toni coming in?” I asked stroking my hard cock slowly. “None your fucking business. But you had better quit that or it will be useless when you need it.” “Oh… We are going there again, eh?” She smiled with a devilish twinkle in her eye. “We just might. You may need to relax for a few minutes.” She stepped close to me, mashed her pussy against my raging boner, put her arms around me and kissed me deeply. Every time I tried to put my hands anywhere on her, she knocked them away. I caved and put them behind my back. “Good boy,” she snickered. “You can be trained after all.” “Be careful, the slaves don't rebel against the master,” I warned. “Okay, Honey. At ease. Take me in your arms and give me your best.” I put my arms around her and connect with her sweet lips. We made out for the next few minutes, until Toni knocked on the door. Without a shred of modesty, or clothing, Amy ran to the door and opened it wide. I was inwardly happy that Toni was in fact the one standing there. “Jesus Christ, Amy,” Toni said pushing her away from the door so could she come in and close it. “What if there was somebody lurking behind me? Or worse… A pervert or policeman?” “You worry too much, Baby,” Amy said. “Toni, I would like you to meet Glen Higgins. Glen Higgins, this is Toni, get this, Bennett. Toni is short for Antoinette.” “But please call me Toni. It is so good to meet you. Can I, Amy?” “Yes, Baby, you can,” Amy said rolling her eyes. Toni threw her arms around my shoulders and planted a huge kiss on my lips. Toni was nothing like I imagined she would be. She was tall like Amy, about five feet eight inches. She had platinum blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and thick lips. She also had a dusting of freckles over the bridge of her nose. Her frame was thick and voluptuous topped by solid C-cup breasts. She was wearing a blue flowered cotton sun-dress that came down to about mid thigh. And oh, what thighs! They were thick and solid like she was an athlete. Her skin was pale cream colored speckled with an occasional freckle. To say this woman was beautiful would be a severe understatement. “Glen, Honey… Your pictures do you no justice. Amy is right… You are HOT!” Toni licked a finger and touched her ample buttock and made a sizzle sound. She pulled her dress up, “See… You already have me wet.” And wet she was. Her baby blue panties were wet with her early morning dew. I couldn't help but stare at her chubby pussy. She was literally making my mouth water. “Toni, I think you have another admirer, Baby,” Amy denoted. “Another?” I asked. “Yeah,” Amy chirped. “Everywhere we go, men and some women, fall all over themselves trying to impress her. It's really quite embarrassing.” “I kind of feel sorry for them. They put in all that effort, just to be denied.” Added Toni. “Okay,” I pouted. “I know when I have been defeated.” “Don't think you have been counted out,” Toni admonished me. “I told you, I think you are hot. Amy is in love with you.” “Toni, you BITCH,” Amy shouted. “We haven't known each other long enough for me to say that!” “But I know you better than you know yourself. So when I say you are in love with this man… you are in love with this man,” Toni directed the statement toward me. “You're gonna scare him away,” Amy whined. “No, Sweetheart,” I said as I gave her a huge kiss. “You aren't going to scare me away. You or Toni. Amy, you will have all the time you need to find your feelings… Either way.” “Well, I think you already know how I feel.” Amy returned the kiss. “I am not going to rush this though. The sex came, probably too soon, but it is such a small part of what I want this relationship to be.” “So we are in a relationship?” I asked. “I am not giving you up, Glen! Not now.” Amy demanded. She looked to Toni, who appeared as though she may not like the outcome. “Toni, Baby. You are as much a part of this as Glen is. If he can't handle it, I may have to rethink my position.” “So, you're not willing to give me up?” Toni asked through her tears. “Not anytime soon.” Amy reassured Toni. “Glen, where do you stand?” “Well…” I thought for a second. “I have only been here for two days, and I hardly know, you, Toni, but I am into this… ALL THE WAY.” “Okay,” smiled Toni. “Now we have that out of the way, I have to say this… I feel terribly over dressed.” With that said, she grabbed the hem at the bottom of her dress and pulled it savagely over her head. Now she stood between Amy and I in just her soaked panties and lacy white bra. She opened the front clasp and dropped the bra away from her beautifully round milky breasts. They were topped with very light pink puffy nipples. Her breasts were larger than Amy's but sagged no more. Toni went to pull her panties down, but Amy stopped her. “I got these, Baby.” Amy knelt in front of Toni, hooked her fingers into the leg holes at her hips and pulled them to the floor. “Mmm, Baby, you smell so sweet.” She leaned forward and ran her tongue between her lover's chubby pussy lips. I moved to get a better view. I was astonished to see that her pussy hair was nearly as light as the hair on her head. She had the sparse bush trimmed tight, which caused my already aching shaft to jump and ooze pre-cum. Amy put both hands on Toni's sexy round ass-checks, and squeezed them as she pulled her pussy closer. “Mmm, Amy, Honey. Can we get on the bed?” “Certainly, Toni, Baby. Whatever you want,” Amy pulled away from Toni's crotch and stood to accompany her to the bed. “Glen,” Toni looked to me. “You are coming, too. I need your beautiful fat cock in my mouth.” “Can't argue with that,” I said as I followed them to the still disheveled bed. Toni pulled the blankets and top sheet to the floor. She then took Amy's hand and lead her to the mattress. Amy put her hands on Toni's hips and pushed her to her back. She then resumed her oral assault on Toni's over charged vagina. I sat just below Toni's hips to get a good view of the going's on between her creamy thighs. With one hand, Amy reached over and started to stroke me. With the other she slid two fingers into the dripping wet cunt she was currently lapping. Amy fucked her fingers in and out of her girlfriend for a few minutes. She then pulled one out of her cunny and carefully pushed it into the tight pink pucker of her asshole just below the sweet lips. “Mmm… Amy… You how that drives me crazy.” “Mmm Hmm,” Amy mumbled into the girl's hole. “Glen, get your cock up here, so I can suck you, Honey,” Toni ordered. Who was I to disobey? I swung around so my cock was staring Toni in the face. She cooed her approval as she gingerly licked the head of my penis and captured a lone drop of pre-cum. “Mmm…. SSSoooo tasty...” Amy had just nipped Toni's clit. She was starting to buck against Amy's mouth. She had such a talent, she never missed a lick on my throbbing rod. She brought her hand up and cupped my balls and rolled them over her fingers. It was sending me over the moon. Toni sucked me deep as I could go. I think she may have wanted more the way she was driving her head into my groin. The feeling was so intense, I knew I couldn't cum. I needed to so fucking bad. My balls were in such agonizing yet pleasurable pain. I was moaning louder than I remember ever having moaned before. I couldn't let it go anymore. I pulled away from Toni's mouth, much to her chagrin. I moved to Amy and attacked her dripping wet pussy. As I was lavishing Amy's clit, she was doing the same for her girlfriend. We were rapidly pushing our girls to their peak. Amy was punching her groin into my face at the same time Toni was punching Amy. The sound of them moaning, and the smell of their nectar filled the room with the essence of the rest of my life. I knew in that moment, I was where I was meant to be. I didn't want to be anywhere else. Toni came first. She screamed through her very intense orgasm. She was spilling her cum all over the sheet. She made fists with her feet as well as ripping at the sheet on either side of herself. Amy did a magnificent job of trying to lick up all that sweet liquid, but Toni was just cumming too much for her to stay ahead. “Glen, Honey. I want you in me. I need you in me to push me over the edge,” begged Amy. I couldn't let her down. I positioned myself to slide into her love tunnel. “No, Honey. Not that hole. The backside. Please, honey.” “Lube?” I asked. “Huh?” Amy asked. “Do you have lube?” “I am so wet, I don't think I need it.” I rubbed my dick over Amy's pussy lips to get it wet with her natural lube. Then I lined up with the tiny little pucker of her asshole. “Please, Honey.” I pushed slowly. My glans began to push in. Amy moaned in discomfort. I started to pull back a little. “No no no. I need this.” I pushed in again, opening her sphincter more as I moved deeper. Finally the rim of my helmet slid pass the first ring muscle with a small pop. Amy let out a tiny squeal. “Keep going, Honey.” I stopped pushing to let Amy get used to my girth. When I felt her relax, I pushed with less resistance. Soon, I was balls deep in her colon. I began a slow steady in and out motion. “Oh… Honey… That is exactly what I needed.” I put my finger on her clit and rubbed it in tiny circles. Toni joined us and started kissing Amy passionately. Amy moaned into her mouth her pelvic muscles clinched down on my tool. She was cumming very hard. It was what I needed and I started to come hard into Amy's super tight bum. When all the cumming was done, at least for the time being, we collapsed together in a heap in the middle of the bed. The girls were now shivering, so I hopped up, grabbed the blankets off the floor, and threw them over my tired angels. It was only going on 11:00AM, and we had already put in a full days activities. I crawled under the covers and snuggled next to Amy. “Uh Uh,” Toni said. “This isn't gonna work at all.” Toni was on the other side of Amy. “Amy, slip over to Glen's other side, so he is in the middle.” Amy quickly rolled over me and settled in tight. Toni rolled to her side and rested her soft hand on my used up dick. “Oh, still sticky,” she noticed. Amy turned to her side, as well, and put her hand on Toni's. I pulled my arms up and over the girls' shoulders and hugged them close to me. Toni threw one leg over me. When Amy realized it, she threw one of her legs over me, also. We lay in bed making small talk until after 1:00PM. My stomach started growling about that time. “Let's get a shower and go get some pizza,” Amy suggested. Toni and I agreed it was a great idea. We playfully showered together, despite that we couldn't get worked up again, just yet. We were all fucked out. We got dressed and went to a local pizzeria for their famous Chicago Deep Dish. With the exception of another couple we were the only people in the place. We laughed and played all through the meal. When we were finished, we took the leftovers back to my hotel room. We spent the rest of the day sitting at the table talking. We needed to iron out plans for the coming week and weeks. Since we all worked, we wouldn't be seeing each other for most of the week. In our conversation, I discovered Toni was a nurse. She worked at the hospital on th evening shift; 3:00 till 11:00PM. Since she was an RN, she was able to work weekdays and have weekends off. The girls' schedules made me think of a question. “How do you two handle sex? I mean, your both obviously in a constant state of horny.” “No,” Amy argued. “We are not in a constant state of horny. Not till recently, anyway.” “Speak for yourself,” Toni interjected. “Why do you think I read all those dirty stories?” “I think you wouldn't be so horny all the time if you didn't read them stories,” Amy stated. “If I didn't read them stories, sister… You and Glen, here would not have found each other and have gone on unfulfilled.” “Unfulfilled? Ha! My life with you would have been fulfilling,” Amy said looking to me for agreement. “And yet… Something would have been missing. Dammit, Amy! I told you, I know you better than you know yourself.” “Maybe, he would have said something in one of his appointments that made me see him for the man I see now,” Amy speculated. “Yeah, you always talk about professional distance. You needed me to thump you on the head and wake your ass up,” continued Toni. “Ladies, ladies, please.” I interrupted. I thought for a second, then continued. “Maybe I ain't right for you, Amy. I just think you deserve the perfect lover. I cannot be that.” “What?” frowned Amy. “If you are talking about sex… I would say, you are the perfect lover. You have made me so happy and satisfied the last three days.” “But, this weekend may just have been a fluke. I cannot guarantee I will be perfect all the time.” “It's not just about perfect sex,” Amy said. “Just give us some time, please. I am not willing to give this up. Not just now.” “Nor am I,” I told Amy. “I just don't want to be a disappointment down the road.” “Quit letting your wife speak for you,” Toni growled. “She has really damaged your confidence. She better not let me catch her in a dark alley.” “Calm down, Baby. We don't need any trouble,” Amy said. “I am just being stupid. I wouldn't get close enough to her to hurt her.” “Just a thought, Amy, Sweetheart. What if your wife comes to the clinic? She may need medical help or she may try to start something,” I warned. “Do you think she will?” asked Toni. “Probably,” I answered. “She will fight to keep me down. She doesn't care about getting me back, I am sure. She just thinks I don't deserve happiness.” “Well, Honey. I say you do,” Amy said. “And I deserve happiness too. While I am happy with Toni, I will be more happy with you in my life, too.” “See, Glen. I told you she is in love with you,” Toni gloated. “Toni… Don't go there,” Amy snipped. “Tell me I am wrong…. BITCH,” Toni retorted. “Um… While I am thinking about it… Would you mind if I came and visited Glen during the week?” “Just don't wear him out.” “I cannot guarantee that,” Toni giggled. “Then I cannot guarantee, when I will let you have him.” “Wait… Don't I get a say in any of this?” I questioned. “No,” both women chirped at the same time. “Then, let us change the subject. You two can argue this out later.” We talked about random things for the next few hours. Near 7:00, I suggested we get room service. “I would like to have a thick rib eye steak.” “Yes and brussel sprouts,” Amy added. “I don't like brussel sprouts,” Toni complained. “Make mine steamed carrots.” “How do you like your steak, Toni Dear?” I asked. “Rare, of course.” She said. “After my own heart,” I mentioned. “How about Amy? Don't you care what she wants?” “She wants her steak done rare, too.” “How did you know that?” Toni asked. “We had prime rib last night.” I made the call, ordering the steaks, veggies and dinner salads. In fifteen minutes, our food came. It was delivered by the same young man we had the night before. He kept eyeballing Toni as he arranged our food on the table. “Forget it buddy… She's not for you.” He looked at me with a hurt look on his face. “B-b-but, I, uh...” he stammered. To punctuate what I was telling him, Toni grabbed Amy and gave her a hot French kiss. “Oh… I get it,” he pouted. I gave him a $20 and he left with a dejected look on his face. We laughed as we sat to enjoy our meal. We continued to laugh at the poor young man's plight throughout dinner. After we finished our meals and cleared the table, we sat and talked for a couple more hours. Just before 9:30, Amy said she needed to get home. She had to work in the morning and needed to sleep. She insisted Toni leave with her. I kissed Toni goodbye first. It was a short sweet kiss. A benign kiss. I then kissed Amy. I kissed her long and passionately. As we broke the kiss, Toni made the remark, “Looks like Glen is falling in love with Amy as well.” “Enough, Toni,” Amy scolded her. “No harm no fowl, Amy,” I told her. I kissed her again, then the girls left. The suite felt empty before Amy arrived the day before. It felt especially empty once they left. I took a long shower, though I really didn't need another already, and slipped into bed. Just before I dosed off, I got a call from Amy. “Hi, Honey.” she said as I picked up the call. “Is everything alright?” I asked. “Oh, yes,” she assured me. “I just needed to hear your voice one more time before I turned in.” “The week is going to drag on endlessly, isn't it?” “Yes it is. Toni was right you know.” “About what?” “I will tell you Saturday, if you haven't figured it out yet. Goodnight, Honey.” “Goodnight, Sweetheart.” As the phone went dead, it hit me exactly what she was telling me. I couldn't allow myself to fall in love this fast. I was certainly starting to have very strong feelings for her just the same. I turned out the light and faded into a very satisfied and restful sleep. The next morning I woke at about 7:00. I went to breakfast uptown. When I was certain his office would be open, I paid a visit to my lawyer. I told him what was going on in my life and filed the first petition for divorce from Jackie. He advised me to cite irreconcilable differences as the grounds. He said it may take days or weeks to get a response from Jackie, but to be patient. I went about my normal business for the next few days. It was Thursday, and I had driven myself half crazy, thinking of Amy. I had heard from neither her nor Toni. I didn't expect to, with our conflicting schedules. I came in after work and was just about to get in the shower when my phone rang. “Hello,” I said. “Hi. How has your week been?” “Unending, Toni. How about yours?” “Crazy,” she said. “It must have been full moon all week long… so far. I have been crazy busy.” “It's just about over.” “None too soon. Have you thought about what Amy said to you Sunday night?” “About what?” I was playing dumb. “About her saying I was right.” “No… I haven't given it much thought.” “Bullshit, Glen. Don't lie to me. I know when you are lying to me.” “Well that's that, I guess.” “So you know what she was talking about?” “Yes, I do know both of you are talking about.” “And?” “And. I reserve the right to silence… Until Saturday, at least.” “What am I supposed to tell Amy?” “Tell her I will see her Saturday… Or maybe tomorrow night after I get home from work. If she would like to stop by the suite early.” “I need to tell her more than just that. She is driving me nuts. I hate to think what she has been like at the clinic.” “Are you worried, Toni?” “No… I just can't take her tossing and turning in her sleep. And when she is awake, she keeps asking what I think you are doing at that moment.” “What is she doing now?” I asked pout of curiosity. “She is sleeping. She finally took a sleeping pill. She was completely worn out and needed some decent sleep.” “I don't think I am worth that much trouble.” “She does. And so do I. Although she is stir crazy, you are the best thing that has happened to her.” “Do you believe that?” “Yes I do. I said it once before. You have been better for her, than I have.” “But you are so much a part of what she is. You cannot deny that.” “I could… But I won't.” she chuckled. “So give me something more I can feed her for breakfast in the morning. Something that will really make her day.” “Okay… Uh… How about this… I filed for divorce Monday morning.” “Oh… Yes!” Toni squealed. “Oops. Maybe got a little too loud. Don't want to wake sleeping beauty.” “Maybe you should get to bed… So you can be awake before she leaves for work.” “Yes. You're right. Goodnight, Glen.” “Goodnight, Toni.” As soon as I was off the phone, I got in the shower, then right to bed. I wanted to get up early. I had just finished my breakfast the next morning when my lawyer called. “I have great news for you, Glen,” he said. “Jackie, signed the preliminary draft. In fact, she acted as if it was far overdue.” “So… What next?” I asked. “We wait. She will get a lawyer. They will discuss grounds. They will make a list of grievances and demands. Then we, her lawyer and I, will get together and smooth the wrinkles. One thing I must warn you, though. Jackie is masking noise about marital infidelity.” “I won't fight that point,” I said. “If it gets me out of that marriage.” “You don't understand,” he insisted. “If she proves you're cheating, she will likely get a better alimony settlement.” “I said… anything to get out of this marriage.” “Okay, Mister Higgins. We will be in contact.” “Thank you, goodbye.” I was excited to tell Amy, so I hurriedly got dressed and headed to the clinic. Once at the clinic, I went in and asked the receptionist to speak with Amy. “Do you have an appointment?” she asked. This was a new girl, I had never seen in there before. “Uh… No,” I stammered. “I don't believe I need one, given my relationship with her.” “What? You think you two have something together?” she snickered. “Yes… Actually,” I answered. “Yes, Becky. They do,” came a voice from the back. I recognized it as Lindsey, the nurse. She poked her head into the room. “Come with me, Glen. I will take you to Amy's office. She is busy at the moment, but will be with you in just a few short minutes.” “Thank you Lindsey,” I said as I took a seat in the very chair I sat in a week prior. “All these damn interruptions. I don't have time…” Amy stopped mid-bitch when she saw me sitting there. “Glen! Why didn't you call first?” she asked as she leapt into my lap. “I am sorry Sweetheart,” I apologized “I got some news earlier, and just needed to see you.” “What is it, Honey?” “My lawyer called. Jackie is going to give me the divorce.” Amy screamed and covered my face with kisses. “That's great news! Now… as much as I would LOVE to rip your clothes off and fuck your brains out right here… I have patients waiting.” “That's okay, Sweetheart. You can have me later.” She got off my lap and stepped back enough for me to stand. I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. “My place or yours?” “Mine, Honey. Just be warned. I may not let you leave once I have you in my lair.” “I'll take that under advisement,” I kissed her a couple more times before I let her get back to her patients. As I left the clinic, I realized I didn't know where she lived. I jumped in my truck, pulled out my phone, and sent a text message to Toni. 'Good morning Toni.' I typed. 'Hey, Glen, Honey. What up?' Toni replied. 'I just left Amy. She wants me to come to your place tonight.' 'Oh, yeah! We get you on our terms tonight! So… What's the problem?' 'I don't know where you live.' 'Seven-eighty-two south seventh.' 'Sweet. Thank you, Toni.' 'See you tonight… STUD.' 'See you.' Started my truck and left to get the rest of my long day underway. I found it hard to concentrate on my job. My mind kept going back to a fantasy of what I was hoping I had in store later. Finally, my workday was over. I made the thirty mile trek back to my hotel suite, where I showered and packed several changes of clothes and toiletries for the weekend. Within a few minutes, I was knocking on Amy and Toni's door. “It's about goddamn time you got here!” Amy hollered as she grabbed my arm and dragged me into her house. She was clad in only a turquoise silk camisole and matching panties. She wrapped her loving arms around my neck and gave me a very hot hungry kiss. I grabbed Amy by the buttock and pulled her up so her crotch was just above my quickly stiffening cock. “You're as happy to see me as I am to see you.” “How do you know that?” I asked. “You're already straining to get out.” “And you are trying to drown my trouser snake,” I observed “This is what you get for being away from me for nearly a week.” “So… Amy Sweetheart… Mmm you smell so tasty,” I was distracted by her womanly scent. “So… Wh...Where is the other horn-dog?” “Would you be referring to Toni?” she asked as she lowered her legs to stand on her own once again. I was okay with her standing on her own as my arms were getting tired, and the action of putting her legs down caused her wet pussy to grind mercilessly against my aching cock. “Duh… Sweetheart,” I said. “She's in bed… recovering,” Amy chuckled. “Recovering?” I asked. “I was a little edgy when I got home from work.” “You are lying,” I said, catching the twinkle in her eye. “Yes,” she sighed. “She had an emergency at the hospital and will be a little late. Which means, we get a few minutes for some 'US' time, before we have to share with her.” I scooped her up in my arms, causing her to squeal. “Now where is your bedroom?” She pointed down a hallway on the opposite side of the living room where we were standing. I carried her into the room, The light was already on so I went directly to the bed and lay her on it as far from the edge as I could reach. I stood back from the bed just enough to quickly disrobe. I watched every move Amy made, while I pulled one piece of clothing after another from my body. She rubbed both hands down her sides and to her steaming pussy. She ran one middle finger over the center of the wet panties, tracing the line created by the split of her swollen aroused lips. She shuddered as her fingertip made contact with her clitoris, which was clearly erect and peeking from its hood. I watched with growing awe, as Amy hooked her thumbs in the elastic waistband and pulled the soiled undergarment down her long sexy legs and unceremoniously tossed them to an empty hamper near a dresser on the far side of the room. She then licked her frig finger and motioned me to join her on the king sized bed. I slid next to her and rolled half over to grip her head gently with both hands and lower my mouth to her for a long passionate kiss. My tongue circled her mouth; first outside, around her lips, then inside, seeking her own sweet tongue. I began the oral journey to Amy's sweet vagina. I moved from her mouth to her cheek and jawline. I continued on to her earlobe, where I sucked and nibbled it for a few moments. “No, Honey,” Amy pleaded as I moved further down her neck. “I don't need this much attention. I am so hot and ready to go now. Mmm…. Please…. Oh, yeah.” I paused long enough to say, “I wanna taste you. I won't be denied.” “Oh… GAWD! I am going to cum before you get to fuck me.” “Okay,” I said as I moved to suck her nipples. I took as much of her smallish breasts in my mouth as possible. She locked her fingers in my hair and held me tight to her heaving chest. “Honey! I am …. Oh…. Mmmm…. Ah… CUMMING!” I hadn't even touched her pussy yet. Her arousal was clear as she wet the sheet under her beautiful ass. The juice flowed freely from her cunny, down the crack of her ass, and soaked into the sheet. I traced a line from a point between her breasts to her cute belly button where I flicked my tongue over the tender flesh. Her stomach jumped as I resumed my journey and ended up kissing and sucking her fur covered mons just above the cleft of her slit. Amy pushed my head down to the center of her heat. I did as I was non-verbally directed, and drove my tongue deep into the flavorful hole of my desire. She grabbed a handful of hair once more and pulled me in as deep as I could go. Her legs quivered as she built closer to another orgasm. “Honey,” she moaned. “HONEY! Please. I need you inside me. Please?” I pulled back slightly to give her clitoris a tiny nibble before I moved up to enter her. When I nipped her tiny bud, she jerked her hips upward. My lip instantly began to swell from the abuse I caused for myself. I moved over this angel and swiftly slid my aching member into her tight sleeve. I kissed her lovingly for a few seconds, then sat back on my haunches to avoid crushing her. We started slowly moving against each other. I looked deep into her soul, and without thinking about what her reaction might be, I said, “I love you, Amy.” Amy's bottom lip started quivering and her eyes teared, “Oh, Honey… I love you, too.” She pulled me down so I could receive another sweet and passionate kiss. We moved slowly for only a few minutes more, before I felt the urge to explode inside her. She saw me trying to hold back, “Cum in me. You have given me more than I have given you. OH… SHIT… I am almost there again, anyway.” I pushed harder into her and let the sensation overtake me. I shot my load in long seemingly endless ropes. It brought her over the edge again, as well. We moaned and grunted through our orgasms together. Our bodies were slick with sweat so we slid together as we came down from the ecstasy we shared. I lay next to Amy and taking her into my arms, I kissed her long and deep. “Honey,” she said pulling away for a breath. “Did you figure out what I was talking about Sunday?” “Yes, Sweetheart,” I said between small kisses. “Toni was right about you being in love with me.” “And how do you feel about it? I mean… Do you think I am jumping the gun? Am I getting in too deep too soon?” “Uh… No. I don't think so,” I answered. “You are an intelligent woman. You know what it means to tell somebody your feelings. And, yes, Sweetheart. I am falling in love with you, too.” “I knew it!” screamed Toni as she rushed the bed. “We are going to be a family, aren't we?” “Now don't rush us into anything, Baby,” Amy warned. “You're not going to push me away,” Toni added. “Not anytime soon… Or ever, as I see it,” I assured her. “No, Toni. We just professed our love for each other. We don't want to rush ourselves,” Amy said. Toni was slowly taking her work clothes off as we talked. I knew I wasn't going to be able to make it with her tonight, but I was all for watching Amy and her together. “You told her you love her, Glen?” “Yes, Baby, I did.” “And you know Amy is in love with you.” “I knew that a week ago, Toni. And… I filed for divorce this week, and Jackie is going to give it to me,” I informed her. “How can this get any better?” she asked as she dropped her panties and joined us on the bed. “You can make love with me,” Amy suggested. “Are you ready to go again?” Toni asked. “Yes, Baby.” “I am going to get a shower in while you two have your fun,” I said. “Don't you want me?” pouted Toni. “As much as I want you,” I said. “I don't want to disappoint you. And I don't think I can go again tonight. If you don't mind, I will take you in the morning.” “You can take me anytime you want,” Toni smiled as Amy pulled her in for a hot wet kiss. I got a towel and my soap and shampoo from my bag and went to the bathroom to have a long hot shower. Within minutes, while I was in the middle of washing myself, I heard the two women moaning and screaming through the first of possibly several orgasms. I wished I had stayed in there to watch these beautiful women get each other off. I laughed to myself thinking what it might be like to live with them. I finished my shower and dried myself. The women had quieted down, so I thought they were either done or they were taking it slow for a little while. I stepped into the bedroom to see them snuggling together and kissing tenderly. “That didn't take long,” I said. “As horny as I have been all day, I sure wasn't going to last long. Amy here,” Toni pointed her thumb at her lover. “Amy cums so quick and easy, that she had two orgasms to my one.” “Oh,” I said as I rejoined them on the bed. “She cums quickly… That explains how I can get her off.” “No, Glen,” Amy said, swatting me. “You are that good.” “I'll second that,” Toni agreed. “I'm going to get in the shower. Join me, Amy?” “Yup,” she said. They went and showered while I settled under the blankets. When the women had finished, they joined me, one on either side. We kissed each other. Amy said, “I love you, both.” “I love you,” Toni and I said at the same time. Toni turned out the light and we went to sleep in a tangle of arms and legs. MORE CUMMING SOON. PATIENCE PLEASE

LIFE with AUNT JESS Part 3 My last week of school was really messed up. One day I would be busy with finals. The next, I would be cooling my heels, either at home or at school. While at home, Mom and I planned my graduation party. I didn't really care if I had one or not, but Mom insisted that I only graduate from high school once so we were going to celebrate this milestone. The weekend planned was a busy one indeed. Saturday was Jess' graduation, and mine was the day after. Finally, Saturday came and we packed up and headed to Akron for Jess' ceremony, which started at one o'clock. Grammi and Pap had a reception planned for immediately following. They invited Jess' friends to be honored at the reception also, since they had room and her friends were so close. And since the receptions were to be together, the friends' parents pitched in equally to set it up. What a party it would be. And what a party it was. The ceremony was boring as many are, but the party afterwards was raucous. Tom, Kendall and Dave had become very good friends to me as well, so we ran together all afternoon. Of course, Jess was not far behind and always in the conversations. About the middle of the evening the party had dwindled to just the graduates and families. Jess and her friends gave teary goodbyes. She would be moving to Sandusky over the next few days. It would be a while till they would be able to get together again. Soon, everybody was gone. We helped Grammi and Pap clean up what little mess there was. When we finished we all went back to Sandusky. Grammi, Papa and Jess came as well, since they would be there the next day. My graduation went much the same as Jess'. I didn't have as many friends, attend my reception, as they had their own to attend. Bob Schmidt, my swim team captain and best friend spent most of the afternoon at my reception. In too short time, the party fizzled and everybody went home. This was fine with me. I had a busy weekend and just wanted to relax. After we got the party cleaned up, Jess and I sat together on a chaise lounge next to the pool. I was sitting with my knees drawn up. Jess was between them with her arms wrapped around my lower legs. I had my arms around her shoulders and caressing them. We watched the sun set behind the trees that lined the property. “I love you Charles Edward Tuttle,” Jess whispered as she moved her hands from my lower legs to the underside of my thighs. “I love you Jessica Lynn Bailey,” I answered. She twisted her head around and we kissed a long sweet kiss. My hand found a breast and I squeezed it and teased the nipple till it was hard under my hand. “Um… Chet… Baby,” Jess said between kisses. “Chet… Mmm… Gawd, I love you… But somebody might see you playing with my tit.” “Sorry, Baby. I Just can't control myself,” I apologized. “Don't be sorry,” Jess told me. “Just be sure you make love to me later.” “I can't make love to you,” I started “I will make love WITH you.” “So long as I get sex,” Jess said as she settled back into my arms. We spent the rest of the evening snuggled together on that chaise lounge. The rest of the family joined us, in time, and we talked endlessly about plans for the summer and for the new factory. Around ten o'clock Jess looked me in the eye and said, “Make love WITH me, now.” I slid out from underneath Jess, stood and picked Jess up from her place on the lounge. She jumped on my back and I carried her into the house and to my bedroom. We quickly shed our clothes and lay naked together on my queen sized bed. Once comfortable we started passionately kissing and caressing each other. In very short time I was as hard as a rock and Jess was doing a fine job of wetting the fingers I had buried in her snug pussy. I pulled my fingers from Jess' hot wet pussy and sucked the head spin inducing juice from them. I knew that taste would not be enough. I immediately went down on her and lapped up as much of the nectar as I could. Jess squirmed and moaned as I lashed away at her hot sensitive clit. I alternated between sucking or nibbling her clit and probing her sweet dripping hole. I whetted my middle finger with her slick juices and gently pushed it into her tight puckered asshole. “Mmm… Careful there, Baby,” she moaned. I stopped the penetration to allow her to get used to the invasion. “No… don't stop, Baby… Go deeper.” I did as she instructed and then stopped again when my finger was as deep as it would go. I continued my oral attention as I began a slow in and out motion in her sphincter. Her muscles relaxed as I kept an even rhythm. I ate her pussy for many minutes and fucked her ass with my happy digit. Soon she started cumming. “Oh… BABY… I … AMMMM CUMMMIINGG!” I really liked feeling her muscles in her ass contract on my finger. It reminded me of her tight pussy muscles milking my dick. When she had recovered, she moved around and signaled me to move into a position where she could easily suck me into her mouth. She ran her tongue slowly along the bottom side of my dick. She made several trips from bottom to top and back again. After those several trips, she took all I had into her mouth and sucked me hard and deep. “Honey…. Baby…. If… uh… you… keep going… I am going to cum in your mouth.” She ignored me and sucked even harder. In seconds, I could hold back no longer and came hard into her willing throat. After I was done, cumming and she had licked me clean, I lay on my back catching my breath. Jess moved up next to me,and we lay in each others arms, kissing and caressing each other once more. “I love you, Jess,” I said. “I love you, Chet,” she said as we drifted into sleep. The next morning, Dad went to work, as usual. Grammi and Pap left to return to their home. Jess stayed in Sandusky with me, siting that we would come to Akron in a day or so to get her packed up and ready to move here with me. We commented to each other how strange it felt to be together on a Monday morning and not have to think about school. We spent the day helping Mom around the house, mostly to get things ready for Jess' moving in. During a short break in the afternoon, Mom sat next to me and asked , “When are we going to make love again?” “I don't know, Mom,” I answered, looking to Jess for her input and possible support. “It might be hard to get together now. With jess here and the kids will be out of school in a little more than a week.” The graduating class got out of school two weeks before the rest, so the kids will be out of the house during the day for the next ten days. “Then, you have two weeks to get it out of your system,” Jess said. “Are you okay with us being together again? I won't do it if you think we shouldn't,” I said. Mom looked a little worried as we waited for Jess to answer. And I think she sensed it, as she held out for a few brief seconds. “Of course I am okay with you making love to your mother. You know that, Chet.” “I didn't know if that was a one time thing or something that will come up occasionally.” “Well… It better not happen too much. I will not be replaced. Besides… I want in on the action this time.,” Jess commanded “You mean a threesome?” Mom asked. “Absolutely,” I agreed. “We just need the time.” “We can make it any time after the kids go to school. How about this morning?” Jess asked. Before she got an answer, she went stepped I front of Mom and began kissing her. Not wanting to be left out, I stepped up behind Mom, reached around her and unbuttoned her form fitting jeans. I dropped her zipper and pulled the pants along with her thong bikini to the floor. I hesitated just long enough to plant a few kisses on her shapely buttocks. Jess was undoing Mom's blouse as they were trading tongues. While I was kissing Mom's ass, Jess pulled her blouse off and let it fall on my head. I swiftly tossed it to the other side of the room. Shortly, came her lacy bra. It was tossed in the same carefree manner. Jess transferred to Mom's breasts, giving each nipple equal attention. Mom moaned her approval as she held Jess' head and guided her from one side to the other. I helped Mom step out of her jeans and thong. I, then parted her ass cheeks and ran my tongue over her puckered pink bunghole. She squealed and pushed her ass down on my tongue. It slid into her ass with little effort. I pistoned it in and out while my hands found their way around to the front and sought out her erect clitoris. Her pussy was already nearly dripping wet and her lips were swelled with evident arousal. “As much as I love the attention…. Mmmm… right there Baby,” Mom was finding it tough to talk with two mouths pleasuring her. “We… OH… Fuck… need tttoo… take … this…. To….too… Fff….the…. Whao…. Bedroom.” I took the initiative and began to push the women towards my bedroom. Jess' and my clothes fell off on the way. Mom was there and ready for more before we could get there. Jess was the next to enter the room. She crawled onto the bed on all fours and with her ass still in the air, began to orally please Mom. I came in behind Jess and drilled my tongue into her tight asshole. “Oh… Baby…” Jess pulled away from Mom's pussy just long enough to say. “You put your finger in my ass last night. Now your tongue. Keep it going, Baby.” Her wish was my command. I resumed drilling her poop hole while I kneaded her fleshy globes. Mom was thrashing under Jess' tongue and Jess was doing the same under mine. I decided I needed to try the next step. I jumped from the bed, ran to the bathroom and came back with some baby oil. I squeezed some over Jess' ass, making sure I got and ample amount in her asshole. I smoothed it over her cheeks and between. My finger easily slipped inside her nether hole. Jess pushed her hips back toward me. I took it as sign she wanted more. I threw caution to the wind and positioned myself behind her. I squeezed some oil onto the tip of my cock and rubbed it evenly over my guided muscle. I pointed my cock at her pucker and pushed slowly. “Mmm… Oh…. Ow… slowly Baby,” Jess encouraged me. I stopped momentarily, while she got used to the violation. Once Jess relaxed, I pushed deeper. Soon, I was balls deep in her ass. I stopped again to let her get more used to my girth in her. And when I felt she was ready, I began to slowly move in and out of her bum. Every time I thrust into Jess, she did something to Mom, though I couldn't see or tell what it was. But every time Jess grunted, groaned or moaned, Mom reacted I similar fashion. I did as I had seen in some porn movies and pulled completely out, just to push back in to the hilt. The more I did this, the more Jess moaned and thrashed. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I also knew that, by the sound coming from her mouth, Mom wasn't going to last much longer either. “Oh… Baby… I am CUMMING!” I yelled. I shot the first rope so hard, it pushed Jess over the edge, too. When Jess started her orgasm, she bit down on Mom's clit and threw her over the edge as well. We fell into heap on the bed. We kissed and petted each other. The heat began to build again. I knew I couldn't enter either of the women in my bed again without cleaning my dick. I ran to the bathroom and cleaned myself with soap and very warm water. When I returned to my room, Jess and Mom were positioned in a 69. What a beautiful sight. I simply stood and watched. I didn't want to, nor knew what to do to join in the fun. Jess was on top with her head to the foot of the bed. I was able to see some of what Jess was doing to Mom's pussy. Mom must have been doing just the right thing to Jess as I watch her ass humping Mom's face. Mom pulled a hand up to Jess' ass and slid a couple fingers in what I was sure was her fresh fucked ass. Jess looked up at me and motioned for me to come in and fuck Mom while she was getting eaten. I knelt between her legs and Jess guided my hard cock towards Mom's hot and ready cunt. I slid into Mom with one swift yet gentle push. I slid in and out for a few strokes when Jess pulled me out, sucked Mom's cream off my shaft and put it back in for her. Jess' long silky hair tickled my balls as her tongue tickled Mom's clit. We kept our play going for nearly half an hour when Mom started moaning she was going to cum again. She did cum in short time oozing large gobs of lady cream from her hot hole. Jess lapped feverishly capturing as much as possible. When Mom was done cumming, Jess pulled my cock from her pussy and sucked me deep until I shot my load seep into her mouth. Soon, Jess was cumming in Mom's mouth too. I hurried around, so I could partake in some of that ooze, too. When we were done, we relaxed for about an hour, until we got in the shower, together. We cleaned each other then went uptown for lunch. The next day, we planned to go to Akron to get Jess' things. My guitar lesson was that afternoon, but I rescheduled it for Wednesday. We rented a small moving truck and headed southeast. We rode together in the truck going, but would be in separate vehicles coming back, as Jess would be bringing her car back with her. We spent the entire morning loading Jess' belongings. She had everything, with the exception of a few incidentals, already packed. Grammi helped put things in the truck. She was obviously I little upset with the situation. We had everything loaded just before lunch, and we were going to leave shortly thereafter. At about one-thirty, we gave Grammi hugs and kisses. She let the flood gates open, and broke down crying. “I thought it would be great seeing my last child leave the nest. It's a lot harder than I thought,” she whimpered. “You'll be alright, Mom,” Jess said as she hugged Grammi. “It just may take some time to get used to it,” Grammi added. We pointed our vehicles toward Sandusky and hit the road. We planned to make one stop along the way. We pulled into a roadside park about half way home to stretch our legs. I could have easily gone the entire distance without a stop. But, Jess likes to have a stop when she is driving, for a little pick-me-up. That pick-me-up would normally be called a make-out session. As it turned out, the stop was necessary on my part, this time. I needed to relieve my bladder. I went into the men's restroom and started to urinate, when Jess came in behind me and grabbed hold of my prick. “Let me help you with that,” she whispered. “We don't want it to get away from you, and make a mess.” “You had better hope nobody comes in.” “We'll just hide in a stall. Hmm…. Great idea.” I finished my piss, washed my hands and took my place in the end stall. Jess was already placed in the adjacent stall. As with many other road side parks, this restroom was complete with glory holes for lonely truckers. Jess signaled me when she was ready for my dick. I threaded my hard cock through the hole and she stroked me to get me really going. She licked me from my balls to the tip. When she had my shaft sufficiently wet, she slid her mouth down my pole. She sucked me for only a couple of minutes before I came in her mouth. “I am sorry I came so fast, Baby,” I said through the hole. “That's perfectly okay, Baby,” she answered. “We need to get going anyway.” We tried to quietly leave the restroom. But, as we stepped out the door, a trucker met us, and gave us a knowing sneer. He stared at Jess, far too long. I stopped and glared back at the trucker. Not wanting to get into a fight with him, I put my arm around Jess and walked her back to her car. As we were about to pull away, the trucker came out of the restroom and resumed his stare-down. I gave the guy the finger as I moved to the highway. I watched in the rear view and saw that Jess flipped him off as well. He was stomping around the parking lot as we drove out of sight. We tried to play our passing game, but the rented truck couldn't outrun Jess' sports car. We arrived at home in less than an hour, and had the truck unpacked in near record time. Pat and Kat gleefully helped. We worked the remainder of the afternoon and most of the evening trying to find room for all of Jess' things. Surprisingly enough, my room didn't look much different after we were done. That night when we went to bed, we decided we were too tired to have sex. I did offer to eat Jess' pussy as a return for the blow job I got earlier. She wasn't comfortable with me licking her juices out of her vagina without having had a shower more recently. I convinced her she was only more aromatic and sweeter tasting, since she had 'MARINATED' all day. She came in nearly as short a time as I had that afternoon. We went to sleep as usual in each other's arms. By the end of the week, Jess and I were getting bored. We told Mom and Dad there was only so much fun and sun we could stand. Since we were together all the time, the jobs I did for Grandma Tuttle took half as long so we had n more time for other activities. We swam for a couple hours every day, played our instruments for about an hour every day, and lounged at the pool the rest of the time. Finally, over supper Friday night, we asked Dad to help us out of our boredom. He was planning on putting Jess to work with designing furniture soon, anyway, so we started with that. “Dad,” I started as we ate. Jess and I would like to talk with you about work.” “What's on your minds?” he asked. “We were wondering when you wanted me to start working on new furniture designs,” Jess stated. “I was thinking may in the next two or three weeks,” Dad answered. “I wanted you to have ample time to relax after school.” “Well, we are getting bored already,” Jess informed Dad. “Already? Most kids would be happy to lay around all summer.” Dad thought for a minute then said, “I can put you both to work. Chet, you can work in the mill. Jess, we will need a good computer and some good design software. I will leave that up to you. You know what you need right?” We spent the next couple weeks setting up the design studio, in a makeshift office and I helped one of Dad's best workers build the first prototypes. They were a total hit with the prospective clients. Grandma Tuttle liquidated some of her assets and we hired an industrial architect to design the addition to the mill. We broke ground on the new factory, a new sixty thousand square foot building within two months. During the summer, when we had time away from work, Jess and I mostly played in the sun. We would lounge at the pool and swim, usually competing against each other. Jess would win many of the times. I would say I let her win, but we all knew she was better than me. I didn't mind coming in behind her, though. It gave me ample opportunity to ogle her fine ass. I got to see it on a daily basis, but could never get tired of it. Over the Independence Day holiday, the city of Sandusky was having its annual city wide festival. One of the events was to be “Battle of the Bands” where amateur bands showed off their talents. Tom and I were getting pretty good with our guitars, but we weren't good enough for a band, yet. We did come up with the idea that we would like to have a musical free for all, where anybody could bring their instrument of choice and we would play whatever we felt like playing. We talked to one of the festival organizers, and asked if we could have one afternoon for something like that. He liked the idea, but was afraid we couldn't do it this year. We were, however, able to pencil in a time for the next year's festival. From that day forward, Tom and I played in earnest, to get good enough to show off our prowess. And, of course, Jess was right in there with us. She wouldn't be left out. She not only made a great percussion section, she motivated us to work hard to get better. One day near the end of July, I was at home while Jess was at the mill, working with Dad on new furniture designs. I did not go in as I was not doing anything new for the factory. Jess didn't have any new designs we felt would be viable prototypes. I got the impression over the previous couple days, mom wanted me home anyway. She had been hinting that she needed some “Alone Time” with me. Whenever we were in a room alone, which didn't happen often, she became plenty handsy. I had to admit, the desire to be with her again was also growing. I spoke with Jess about it, and she was very supportive. I was awake to see Jess and dad off to their jobs, and to wish Pat and Kat a fun time at Day Camp. The door was barely closed when Mom started shedding her clothes. Within seconds, she was completely nude and pulling at my clothing. “Wow, Mom,” I said. “Has it been a while for you or what?” “Or what,” she answered. “I have been riding your dad, hard.” “So, why are you so damned horny?” I questioned. “I've had a taste. I can't quit cold turkey.” She pulled my shirt over my head and immediately went to my shorts to free my rapidly stiffening prick. “How about you, Honey? Hasn't Jess been keeping you satisfied?” “You know she has, Mom. She told me to lay off last night, though. She knew you were gunning for me and that we were going to be alone today. By design or coincidence, either way. If you have to know, we only take one or two days off each week. She's a fire ant, when it comes to sex.” “Believe me, I know you have a very healthy sex life,” Mom smirked. “You could try to be a little more quiet.” “You hear us?” “We do. And the two young ones do. And they are starting to ask what you are doing in there.” “They are getting old enough, and they have enough friends, they should know pretty well what goes on in there.” “But I think they are getting curious about their bodies and other bodies, as well.” Mom paused and her look became cryptic. “I am also afraid they may be coming curious about each other.” “I think that might be our fault. Jess' and mine. They know we are Aunt and Nephew. They aren't stupid...” “No. They are too smart for their own good, sometimes.” “We need to talk with Jess about this, and then the kids.” I looked down at my midsection, and although our bodies were pressed hard together, I was limp as a wet noodle. Suddenly my mood for sex was completely gone. “Maybe it is time for us to find a place of our own.” “Wh… Wha… What are… you telling… me?” Mom asked as she tried to choke back her tears. “Yes, Mom. We are talking about getting a place of our own. Jess and I have been talking about it for a couple months now.” “So… Just like that, you want to up and leave your dad and I,” she fought back more tears. “I don't think it is going to be just like that,” I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her straight in the eyes. “It will take time to find a house we can afford, and then we will have to set it up, you know, furniture, kitchenware, things like that.” “But, Honey, I am not sure I am ready for you two to be grown up and on your own, yet.” Mom started sobbing. I put my arms around her and held her for several minutes. I didn't pay any attention to the fact that we were still completely naked. After a few minutes, we broke way from our embrace. I kissed her sweetly and she seemed to be feeling better. “I think I will get dressed,” Mom chuckled a little. “Funny, I am not in the mood for sex all the sudden. I hope you don't mind.” “No, Mom. I am quite alright.” I picked up my clothes and started to put them back on. “Maybe we will be more in the mood again, later.” Once done getting dressed, I helped Mom get back into her cotton shorts and tank top. We omitted her panties and bra. “Just in case, eh?” I said as I wadded her under things and handed them to Mom. She took them from me, but after studying them for a short time, she handed the panties back to me. “You might want to hang on these. Perhaps you could use them for motivation a little later.” I opened them, held them at arm's length and imagined what they would look like on her. It wasn't much of a stretch of the imagination, as I had seen her in just about every pair of panties she owned. I decided to test the waters, so to speak. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled. The scent was light yet sweetly musky. Mom gave me a sly look and hugged me hard, followed be a long sweet kiss. “So… Mom. What are we going to do today? We kind of ruined our plans,” “I don't know, Honey,” Mom replied. “Maybe we can just relax in the sun and do some reading or something.” “Sounds like a good day. Are you going to put on your sexiest bikini?” “No… I thought I would lay out nude. I don't really want tan lines.” “I'll have a hard time concentrating on my book.” “No, Honey. I am not really going to lay out in the nude.” “Thank you. I think,” I said, all the sudden regretting suggesting we NOT lay out nude. I went to my room and got a book I had started and grabbed my mp3 player. Mom got her Kindle, and we went outside and set our chaise lounges next to each other facing the sun. I set the music, put in my ear buds, and started reading, while Mom did the same. About an hour into our mutual reading and lounging exercise, Mom's phone rang. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but as soon as she finished the call, she put her hand on my knee to get my attention. “What's up, Mom?” I asked, taking one ear bud out so I could hear her. “Your dad and Jess are coming home for lunch.” “What do they want to eat? We should get it started in a couple hours so it will be ready when they get here.” “Dad said, they are going to stop and get some cold sandwiches at the deli. And some kind of salad, too. I told him, you would want tuna salad on wheat.” “Thanks, Mom,” I said. She smiled and went back to her kindle. It was after nine o'clock, so I went into the kitchen and made a pitcher of iced tea. I put ice in a couple glasses and brought it all out and set it on a table near the feet of our lounges. “Thank you, Honey,” Mom said. “ You are such a thoughtful young man.” “Flattery will get you everywhere,” I said as I sat back on my lounge and returned to my book. We read in silence till about ten thirty, when Mom swung her foot to my chair and started running her well pedicured toes up and down my leg. I looked at her, trying to gauge why she was doing this. She pretended not to notice my looking at her. She continued to read her story and massage my leg. Soon it was becoming too much a distraction, so I put my book down, turned off my mp3 player and turned to try and get a look at what she was reading. I leaned close to Mom so I could better see the words on her Kindle. I saw no title, but the words were clearly describing a sexual act between a young man and a mature woman. I knew instantly that she was getting horny again, reading the smut. A breeze swept across our bodies and further confirmed my suspicions. The air movement carried with it some of Mom's heavenly scent. I instantly wanted her. I poured myself a glass of tea and drank it down in just a few gulps. With my tea gone, I stood at the foot of Mom's lounge, looking her over for a few moments. She gazed back at me with loving, but curious eyes. She finally set her kindle down and began to run her hands up and down her bare legs. I licked my lips as she caressed the smooth flesh higher and higher on her thighs. As she moved higher, her hands also moved deeper between. In a few strokes, her hands were pressed against the damp crotch of her shorts. I could not resist any longer. I knelt beside my beautiful mother, put my hands on either of her hips and started to pull her shorts towards her feet. Mom lifted her hips off the chaise cushion to allow for easier removal of her lower garment. I let my hand graze her beautifully waxed mons upon returning my hands to her lower belly. I caressed the flawless skin just below her sexy navel with one hand and pushed the other under her top to manipulate her hardening nipples. I moved the one hand lower to just above the cleft at the union of her smooth pussy lips. She felt as smooth as I imagined a baby would feel. Mom squirmed as the heat built between her legs. She spread her gorgeous thighs. I took it as an invitation, and gently ran the tip of one finger over the slick lips. Mom sighed as continued to tease her hot pussy with more and more pressure. Soon. My digit had parted her sweet lips and I explored the wet opening to her tight vagina. She threw her head back and moaned deeply as I played with her sweetest hole. I fondled Mom for a few minutes, then slowly lowered my mouth to probe her with my willing tongue. I sniffed deeply as I drove my tongue into her love tunnel. The aroma, as always, made me near crazy with lust. I pulled her around and buried my face as deep as I could. “Oh, Baby...” Mom cooed. “I knew I could get you back in the mood.” She grabbed handfuls of my hair and pulled me in and held me in place as my tongue worked between her vagina and clit. Her breathing became rapid and shallow. She moaned louder and louder as she continued to build toward her first orgasm of the day, presumably. I kept with my oral assault until I felt her body tensing. This told me she was rapidly approaching her climax. Before she went over the edge, I pulled away. This was no easy feat, as my mother tried to pull me back into herself and get the release she so desperately needed. She whined as I broke her grip and got away from her. I wasted no time in spinning her part way around so I could position myself strategically between her creamy thighs. I lowered myself near her quivering pussy lips. I stopped short, however to further tease the fire in her loins. She cried out in frustration as she tried to get a grip on my rock hard phallus. I moved just enough to avoid her hot soft grip. "Oh... GAWD... Please, Baby," Mom pleaded. "I need this." "I have needs, too, Mom." "Not now, Baby. Please," she whined. "As you, wish... Mommy." I smiled as lovingly as I could. My need was somewhat overwhelming, too.. I aligned the tip of my cock with her eager hole and slowly pushed into her. Mom sighed in relief, and locked her legs around my back to pull me full inside her. When I was as far in as I could go, I stopped and held still for a moment, savoring the sweet wet softness of her vagina. Mom wasn't having too much more of it and began humping her hips upward. We moved in unison as we fucked the day's tension away. I rested on my elbows while continuing to dance inside my sexy mother. I looked into her big eyes and saw that familiar passion. I had seen it several times with Mom and many times with Jess. I was still amazed, after all these years, our entire lives, that Jess and Mom could be twins, if they were the same age. I began pushing into her with increasing speed and heated need. My balls slapped her taint harder with every thrust. She moaned louder as her climax became more imminent. I brought my mouth to hers and kissed her savagely as we started cumming together. Mom wrapped her arms around my neck, nearly strangling me as she milked every drop of semen my balls could produce. While our orgasms subsided, I lay still atop her, still inside her. I kissed her softer now. When I broke the kiss, I looked into her eyes. They were pooled with tears. I gave her a questioning look and she began to sob uncontrollably. She tightened her grip around my neck and held me to her. "I am not ready to lose my baby," she cried. "We won't be far," I comforted her. "I am sure we can find a house in town. We can see each other as often as we want." "I know, but... the thought of my babies growing up..." "Means, you think you are getting older?" "No, Honey. It means you won't... won't ... need me anymore." "I will... As, I am sure, Jess will still need you. For your love and support." I pulled out of her, my cock long since depleted. I sat next to her on the lounge and stroked her hair and face in an attempt to make her feel better. "Now... Don't you think we had better go in and get cleaned up and dressed?" "Yes. Perhaps we should," Mom smiled warily. We gathered our clothes and tea glasses and headed inside to the shower in her bedroom. I felt a little like I was inviting myself somewhere I may not be welcome when we stepped into the bathroom together, so I held back a briefly while she got the shower ready. "Joining me in the shower, aren't you?" She asked. "Yeah. Absolutely," I answered. We washed each other in silence. An occasional kiss was the only affectionate contact we made. We dried each other once we were finished, but before we got dressed we held each other for a few minutes. Our naked bodies pressed together and our towels wrapped around both our shoulders. "We'd better get dressed. Dad and Jess will be home for lunch, soon." We went to our respective rooms to get dressed, and I had no more than left my room when I saw Dad's car pull into the drive. I met Jess and Dad at the door. Jess gave me a big hug and kiss and said, "I missed you today. Did you have a good morning?" "Yes, It was pretty good," I said. "Do we want to eat inside or out?" "I would love for you to eat me out," Jess snickered. "Unless, of course you have had all you want already this morning." "Let's eat on the deck," Dad laughed. "It is a beautiful day." Mom joined us shortly and we talked mostly business as we enjoyed our sandwiches and salads. As we finished our lunches, Mom became quiet. Her mood seemed to turn. "Have you told your dad about your idea, Chet?" "What idea is that? The one I sprung on you this morning?" I asked. "Yes, Honey," she said with a small crack in her voice. "I haven't. Jess have you said anything?" Dad looked at us both with a confused look that told me she hadn't. Jess shook her head, confirming what I felt was true. Why should she have said anything to Dad? We had only talked about it briefly a couple nights before. "When are you going to let me in on your secret?" Dad finally demanded. "I guess now is as good a time as any," I said. I cleared my throat. "Jess and I are talking about finding a place of our own. We just started talking about it, so we haven't even seriously looked into what we need to do." "I wish you two could wait till you are out of school at the least," Mom complained. "Janet," Jess said, putting her hand on Mom's arm. "We are just talking about it. We don't know where we want to live or what is available. I am sure it will take time to find a suitable place. If, we can find one we like." "Mom and I had a talk, this morning about our relationship and what it is doing to the kids," I added. "That is why it came up. Mom is concerned that Pat and Kat are getting ideas from what Jess and I are doing." "Oh...," Dad realized. "They are getting old enough to see how you two carry on and the noise they hear when you make love. And they are gaining some understanding of what you do. So... You think if you move away from here, that they will forget what they already know, and go back to the way they were when they were younger." "Yes," I agreed. "Kind of." "Well let me remind you, they are smart kids and they are also approaching their teen years. Not only are they learning from you, and Mom and I, but from their peers. At least, if they learn from us," Dad pointed to all of us. "they will hopefully have enough information to make intelligent, informed decisions on their own sexuality." "But what are people going to think if they start to experiment with each other and tell their friends?" Mom questioned. "What are the parents going to think if their kids think it is alright for them? Granted, we are no role models for sexual responsibility, as far as society is concerned." "We'll just have to have a talk with them about what is acceptable and what isn't, according to society," Dad said. "And remind them that Jess and Chet aren't brother and sister." "Or mother and son," I added. "Hypocrite," chuckled Jess. I simply shrugged it off. "Look at the time John. We should be getting back to work. Never know when the boss will be around." "Yeah," Dad laughed. "He can be a slave driving hard-ass." I just about choked on the last statement, knowing that Dad wasn't a hard-ass. He was firm, but would never make his employees work harder than he would, himself. "So, What's on the agenda for the rest of the day with you two?" "We'll just go with the flow," I said. "Save some for me Janet," Jess directed. "I haven't got the foggiest idea what you're talking about," Mom chirped, trying to look innocent. "Ha," Jess chortled. "Just leave enough on the bone for me to get some." "When was the last time you had him?" Mom quizzed. "Two nights ago," Jess crowed. "You probably heard us." "She did," Dad interrupted. "She practically raped me when she heard you two howling like wolves in heat." "Go back to work, you two," I said, red-faced. Jess gave me a hearty kiss and a very tight hug, before she got into Dad's car. "I love you, Jess." "I love you, Chet," she called back. Dad simply smiled, kissed Mom, and got behind the wheel of his car. And then they were gone. The rest of the day was pretty average for Mom and I. We spent the better part of the afternoon grooming the plants around the yard. At about four o'clock a van pulled in the drive and Pat and Kat quickly jumped out. They cheerfully greeted us, then ran inside to change into their play clothes. When They came out, Mom pulled them over to the table. "I think we need to have a talk," she told them nervously. She looked at me and waved me away. I went back to me task. Every now and again, I would look to Mom and the kids to see how things were going. I wasn't able to read the situation. All I saw was Mom talking and the kids nodding once in a while. When they were finished, the kids both gave Mom a hug and a kiss on her cheek. Kat ran inside and resurfaced a minute later with her iPad. She pulled a chair under a shade tree and played her favorite app game. Pat came to me, "Chet?" he asked. "Do you have to leave?" "No, Pat," I answered. "Jess and I are growing up and we want to have a place we can call our own, soon." "You're not leaving because of us, are you?" "No, Little Buddy. We just want to be on our own." "I hope you don't leave... At least, not for a long time." "I will make you a promise, Pat. If we do move out, we will stay close, so you can visit as often as you want. And you can stay over whenever you want." "Thank you, big brother." He gave me a hug and ran to see what Kat was doing. Over the next few weeks, things went pretty much as normal. The only exception was that Jess and I searched for a house we could afford. We looked at one, just about every afternoon. The ones we like, we couldn't afford. And the ones we could afford needed far too much work for the price they were asking. Of course, since we didn't know much about housing, the costs were just our opinions. Dad helped us quite a bit, by looking at the ads in the paper and listing on the realtors' web sites to give us some pointers. July and August passed quickly. We spent as much time as we could with Tom on the weekends. And we worked our jobs during the week. But, summer was sadly behind us and we were going back to school in a week. Our college courses, we feared would be occupying much of our time. We still had not found a house we felt comfortable buying. We found a couple we really liked, but didn't feel like we could afford. Living at home made things easier, but we wanted to be able to put enough down to keep our payments manageable. Grandma Tuttle offered to finance any house we wanted, but we turned her down, stating that we owed her enough for all she had done for us. I still had a sizable amount in my savings from her gifts, but Jess didn't want me to deplete that account. Staying in my parents' house helped. We were able to save just about every penny we made at work. It was put in a joint account separate from our "FUN" money. By the middle of September, we had nearly given up all hope of ever finding a house we wanted. Pat and Kat, though they acted disappointed, delighted in having us around that much longer. One Saturday, while we were eating lunch, Dad threw out a suggestion we had not even thought of. He opened the conversation, "I have been racking my brain for advice I could give you two. And I think I have come up with the only solution. And it is such a simple one, I don't know why we didn't see it before." I knew right away where he was going. "You're talking about us building, aren't you?" I asked. Tom was sitting there, as usual, and he lit up like neon sign. "Jeez, Chet. Why the hell hadn't you thought of that?" I slugged him on the arm, which elicited a gale of laughter from him. "I did think about that several times. And discussed it with Jess. We just didn't think it was really feasible at this point. What with the finding a lot, and zoning, design..." "Oh, you idiot," Tom continued. "You have a drafting and design major right here," pointing to Jess. "Not to mention, she could probably give you a reasonable rate. How many orgasms would a full set of blueprints cost, Jess?" I slugged Tom again, harder. "Ouch!" Jess looked at Dad, "John, do you think I have what it takes to design a house?" "What you don't know, yet, you can learn as you go," Dad stated confidently. "I do have an architect friend who would gladly help you, I am sure." All the sudden everybody was talking at once, and it was all becoming very indistinguishable noise. Finally Dad shouted, "Quiet down everybody! Let me call Robert, and get his opinion." Robert was his friend. I had met him a couple times and I had always admired him for his unique design ideas. Dad went to the phone, and called Robert. He spoke for a few minutes, then came back to the table. "Okay," He said. "Robert will be happy to help you as much as you need, Jess. He did say, though, that in order to come up with a good design, you first need to know where you are building. So we need to find some land for sale." With a renewed vigor, Jess and I spent rest of the day surfing the web, looking for possible building sites. Tom hung around and offered his support as well. We had a few parcels chosen, but we didn't want to make a choice till we saw them in their pristine states. We decided we would drive around the next day and give each one a chance to sell themselves. After dinner, Tom, Jess and I played our choppy amateur versions of what would someday become "Music". WE played for several hours until Pat and Kat needed to go to bed. We quit so they could sleep. Not too long after, Tom showered and went to sleep in the guest room. Jess and I followed shortly after Tom in the shower. We were so excited about the day's events, we could hardly keep from playing in the shower. We finished in the shower, but were far from done playing. We dried each other and made a beeline for our bedroom. Jess was leading the way, pulling me along via my already steel hard cock. We were so comfortable in the house, that we thought nothing of running down the hall naked. Mom and Dad had seen us in our most natural state so many times, they barely paid attention anymore. We had completely forgotten Tom's presence. We were about halfway down the hall between the bathroom and bedroom when he stepped out. He was more surprised at our candor than we were. We stopped and simply stared each other down for a few long seconds. Finally, Jess spoke, "Hey, Tommy. Would you like to join us?" "Uh.. Umm... N...No," He stammered. "G... G'nite." He put his head down, trying not to look at us as he passed and went into the bathroom. "Goodnight Tom," Jess said with a slight pout. "Goodnight Tom," I repeated. I had never thought of us having a threesome with Tom, but he was such a good friend, it suddenly seemed like a good time. I wondered if her ever felt like a third wheel when he hung around us. He never brought a girl with him when he came to visit in Sandusky, and come to think of it, we didn't see him with a girl in Akron. When we got into our room Jess sighed, "That was just a little awkward, wasn't it?" "I think more for him, than for us," I said as we rolled into bed together. "What would you have done had he actually taken you up on the offer?" "I would have fucked him. Would that upset you?" "God, no, Jess. I probably love him as much as you do" "He has been a great friend for so long, " Jess commented. "I didn't think you would mind. He has never seemed uncomfortable with us, being aunt and nephew. Not even from the beginning." "Maybe cause he thinks so much of you that he would be your best friend, no matter what." Jess looked at the ceiling for a short time. Her hand found my still ridged cock and stroked me as she sorted what was going through her head. She then snorted a little laugh, "Do you suppose? No..." she shook her head. "I have seen him with a couple girls." "What are you getting at, Baby?" "It's too crazy to think..." Jess squeezed my cock hard and jacked me harder. "Whaaat? Oh Gawd... I could never get tired of your hand jobs." "Easy. I don't want you cumming too soon." She rolled to her side and looked me in the eye. Her hand moved from the tip of my cock down to tease my sphincter. "Mmm... Baby... Oh... Are you going to tell me... Ung... What you got cooking in that ... FFFUCK.... twisted brain of yours?" "Oh, Yeah," she continued. "Suppose... Tommy is gay?" She snickered more as she lowered her wet mouth over my aching penis. "AWW... Take it all, BABY." I grabbed a handful of her gleaming black hair. It felt so soft running between my fingers. She pulled off my shaft and tickled my balls with a few strands of that silky mane. My head involuntarily wrenched back as the sensation caused my entire body to tense. She took me into her mouth once again and continued to suck me from the base to the tip in long slowly deliberate strokes. I felt the pressure building in my balls. I was going to blow my wad, if Jess wasn't careful. She had to have sensed my urgency. She quickly pulled back. "Uh.. Uh.. Not yet, Baby," she moved up to sit on my chest. Her hot pussy just inches away from my chin. She was wet enough that her juice was trickling down my neck and soaking into my pillow. I tried to move her up more so I could drive my tongue into her steaming hole. She wouldn't let me move her, just yet. "I need you to answer my question." "C'mon Jess," I whined. "Is this really the time to discuss Tom's sexuality?" "Just this one thing, then you can have the rest of me." "Okay.... I don't know," I said as I stroked her back and shoulders. "I guess it kinda makes a little sense. I don't want to make any judgments until we can talk to him, though." "Okay... Good 'nuff.... Take me." I grabbed her sweet ass with both hands and pulled her up to my mouth. I didn't waste any time drilling my tongue into her pussy as far as it would go. She ground her sex into my mouth fucking my tongue, nose and chin into all her most sensitive parts. I moved my hands from her ass to her heaving breasts and twisted both her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. After about five minutes of riding my face, Jess began to moan and pant as her orgasm rapidly approached. The juice was running freely from her and what I wasn't able to capture, ran down my neck to fortify the puddle on my pillow. "I am going to cum, baby!" she howled. Her hips involuntarily rocked faster and faster. She threw her head back and came hard on my face. She had fucked my face so hard that I was getting a fat lip. When she had finished, she fell to my side, panting as she slowly recovered. We lay in each other's arms and kissed passionately. I was needing a release, but didn't want to push, as I was enjoying just kissing my gorgeous aunt. Jess broke the kiss, looked me in the eye and said, "There is something I would like you to try... For me, baby." "Anything for you, my love," I responded. "Let me ask this of you, before you agree to it." "What is it, Sweetie?" "Well..." she started slowly. "I have seen this on the internet, and was always turned by the idea of seeing you try it." "Oh?" She had my curiosity now. "I think with your body and the length of your cock, you should be able to pull off." "Jesus, Jess. What is it you want me to do?" I was getting a little anxious to hear what she was asking for. "I want to see you suck yourself," she said with a sheepish grin. "I think you can do it. Here let me show you how other men have done it." She jumped out of the bed and grabbed her iPad off the dresser across the room. She opened the browser and searched the site where she had found the videos. When she found the listing she smiled and sat next to me and played a specific video. I must admit, I was intrigued at the prospect. "I am not sure I can get into that position," I said about halfway through the clip The young man in the video sat in an easy chair with his legs on the corners of the cushion. He slid down until his legs were bent as far as they would go. He was thin enough that he was able to bend almost completely in half. He was able to take most of his cock into his mouth. He licked the head for a short time before he lowered his mouth over the veiny phallus. He sucked increasingly more of his cock into his throat until he was able to deep throat the entire length. He sucked for about eight minutes until he came into his own throat. I was particularly enthralled with the sight of his tool throbbing down as far as his asshole. "So... Baby," Jess asked as she closed the iPad. "Do you think you could at least try that?" "I can surely try," I said unsure of the outcome. I sat on the edge of the bed, spread my legs, slightly and stroked my penis to get it hard again. Jess watched with a look of uncertainty and lust. Once nearly fully erect again, I tried to bend down to get the head close to my lips. I was not successful with the initial attempt. "I have an idea," Jess said. "Lie back and put your legs over your head." I did what I thought she was suggesting. My knees were near my shoulders, and my cock was millimeters away from my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and was able to tough the tip to the very end of the head. I looked to Jess for encouragement. She smiled widely and nodded her approval. I pushed my hips down and was able to lick the velvety skin with more pressure. I could smell my own aroma and the taste was not as bad as I was afraid it would be. I had kissed Jess after she had blown me, and the taste was very similar. I licked the head more and finally opened my mouth and pushed myself into my inexperienced mouth. "How is it?" Jess asked. "Mmunph." was all I could muster. The feel of my voice vibrating against my cock was sending thrills throughout my groin. I was determined to get more of my cock into my mouth, so I pushed down harder on my pelvis. I found that my muscled were loosening as I worked harder on my prick. I swirled my tongue around the head and shaft, coating it with my own excited saliva. I grunted and groaned as I sucked more. Jess moved in under my ass and stroked my balls and taint. She circled her index finger around my sphincter, sending new thrills through me. "Oh, you like that, eh?" she mused. I nodded as much as I could. She, then lowered her mouth to my asshole and flicked her tongue over the super sensitive virgin flesh. My asshole twitched in reaction. This prompted Jess to press her tongue in my ass as far as she could. It wasn't far though. She pulled back just long enough to say, "Mmm... Tight." As we continued to orally service myself, we kept eye contact. Jess' were sparkling with her total lust. I was sure I could hear the slurping noise of her fingering her heated pussy. My hole was wet with saliva and she must have wanted me to expedience something else new. She brought the hand up from her sloppy pussy and slowly invaded my ass with one thin finger. "MMM," I hummed as she prodded my never before penetrated hole. She fucked that finger in and out slowly for a couple minutes. When she was confident that I could take it, Jess slid a second finger into me. She fucked me with a twisting and pumping action for a short time. She, then, found my prostate and rubbed it with gentle pressure. My jizz started to drip from the slit in my dick and ran down my throat. The taste was salty, but pleasant. I began to feel that familiar tingle as my orgasm built in my balls. Jess sucked my balls into warm moist mouth. That was all I could take. I exploded into my own throat. The feeling of my own cock throbbing against my tongue added to the bliss I was feeling as I unloaded my balls. I drank the sticky fluid down as well as I could, but some escaped my mouth. Jess quickly moved to capture what she could with her own soft and talented tongue. As my climax subsided, I let my cock drop from my mouth. Jess moved back to my side and I lay flat on the bed once again. "That was incredible, Baby," she marveled. "I see it a little differently than you, I am afraid," I grained as I was trying to get comfortable. "It was pleasurable in that I was able to cum. But, my back is not accustomed to that position, so it hurts now." A look of concern came over Jess' face, "Are you going to be alright?" "Yes," I answered. "I just need to get back into alignment." "Would you like me to give you a backrub?" I nodded without saying anything. "Okay, baby. Roll over on your stomach." I did as I was instructed, and she straddled me sitting just above my knees. She put each hand on my lower back and pushed own pushed forward with a good amount of pressure. "Mmm... Baby that is exactly what I need," I moaned in ecstasy. "So... I take it, this won't happen again, anytime soon." "Not me sucking myself," I said. "There are things you can continue to do." "Oh... So you liked the anal massage?" "Yes, you could say that. Almost as much as the back massage." Jess continued with the amazing backrub. She slid herself down my legs and started to knead my butt globes. "I don't recall saying my butt hurt. But on the other hand.... Mmm that feeels gooood." Truth to tell, my back was feeling much better for quite some time before she moved to my rear. "Baby?" Jess started with a pleading tone in her voice. "Can I ask something of you?" "Depends on what you want from me," I said as I rolled myself back to my back. Jess lifted slightly to allow my body to slide underneath her. "I would like to see you and Tommy together." She looked me up and down, then focused on my crotch. "I would like to see to put that into his mouth, or vice versa." "I don't know, Baby," I hawed. She braced her hands on my hips and shifted herself so she could hump her sweet wet pussy on my knee. "Will you at least consider it?" "Why is it so important to you?" "Tom and I have been friends since kindergarten. He has never tried anything with me. He has just been a good friend. I kind of feel I owe him this much," she grasped my growing cock in her soft hand. "I have seen two guys together in videos and it really turns me on. I have imagined you and Tom together. I think you would make a cute couple. If only for one night. So... Would you please consider it?" Without waiting for an answer, Jess lowered her head to my now throbbing member and buried it in her warm moist mouth. She closed her lips over the base and began running her tongue back and forth getting the entire length slick with her saliva. When she had sucked me for about five minutes, I pulled her head up and said, "Baby... I'm not going to last much longer... If you... mmm... Keep that up." In a flash, she was impaling herself on my spear. It never ceased to amaze me how we could fuck so much and her pussy felt every bit as tight as the first time .I put my hands on her fine ass and squeezed as she began bucking up and down. She laid on my chest and kissed my neck. She was getting very worked up in a small amount of time. I didn't know whether it was because of her fantasy of Tom and I together, or just her insatiable lust for my meat. At this point I didn't much care. I was going to give her my best. "You can finger my asshole, if you want, Baby," she whispered in my ear. I slid my finger into her pussy beside my cock, to get it slick with her own juices. I, then, eased it into her tighter nether hole. "Oh... Yes... Baby," she cooed. "I am going to cum very quick now." I had both hands on her buttock, but only one finger in her ass, so I decided to try giving her the index finger of my other hand as well. As I pushed the other digit in gently, Jess showed her approval by grinding her cunt deeper into my crotch. She groaned as she pushed, trying to get more of me inside herself. I continued to manipulate both fingers in her ass at about the same pace I was fucking her cunt. I dared to pull at her ring muscle to loosen her up a little more. She must have liked the sensation, as she quickened her pace of slamming her pubic bone hard against mine. Shortly, it had the desired effect on both of us. Jess began grunting and growling in my ear, letting me know of her imminent orgasm. Her vocalization pushed me to my end as well. I involuntarily arched my back and bucked wildly as my seed was sent forth in nearly painful spasms. Her pussy answered my message by clamping my girth tight and squeezing very available drop of semen from my balls. As our orgasms subsided, Jess fell limp on my chest. She lay still for a few minutes while she recovered our intense coupling. I, on the other hand, stroked her silky black hair and continued to move inside her, although my cock softened post climax. My mind wandered away to what Jess had asked of me. I was torn. I didn't know how she would take it if I were to tell her I couldn't do it. And I also didn't know how I would facilitate such a proposition. I kept stroking her hair, and staring into nothingness when she stirred, bringing back to reality. "A penny for your thoughts, Baby," she said quietly. "I was just thinking about how much I love you. And what Tom means to you." "So, are you going to do it?" "I need more time to consider the ramifications. Please, Baby." "Okay... Fair enough." "Hell... We don't even know for sure he is gay. Or how he feels about me... or us." "Okay, Baby," she said sliding off me and standing next to the bed. "I need a shower" >SNIFF< "Bad... and so do you." She took my hand and lead me to the bathroom where we cleaned each other and prepared for bed. The next day, being Sunday, we planned on looking at a couple vacant lots ofr sale in the area. We insisted Tom accompany us. We valued his opinion and thought that maybe he would allow us an unbiased appraisal. He did prove to be invaluable as he pointed out some things we hadn't seen on a couple lots. We were looking at the last one before we were to quit at the latter part of the day, when Jess suddenly blurted out, "Tommy... Are you gay?" "Jess!" I admonished her. "I don't think Tom wants to hear you say stuff like that." "It's okay, Chet," Tom said. "I am actually surprised the subject hasn't come up before now.' Tom looked at us both nervously as if to gauge what our reactions might be. I simply smiled and nodded. Jess looked at him with an impatient sneer on her face. One I don't remember ever seeing. One I don't think I would care to see again. "You have been with girls haven't you?" I said, trying to break the tension I was feeling. "I mean... You went to Prom with a girl from your school." "Yes... I did," He hesitated momentarily. "But she asked me. I... didn't ask her." He looked at his feet and kicked at a couple weeds on the property. "I have never told anybody this. I am sorry, Jess. You are my best friend. I should have told you a long time ago. You deserve to know. Yes... I am gay." "It's okay Tommy," Jess said giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I have known... suspected for a long time. It is good to get it out in the open." "So..." He looked at both of us apprehensively. "So... You are okay with it?" "Duh... You jerk," Jess laughed. "You are my best friend, too. I love you. And I want for you to be happy. And if that means fucking guys. I am all for that." "Jess... It's not just about fucking guys..." Tom chuckled. "It's about who I can love. Who I am attracted to. I love you, Jess. Ha.. I have never said that before, have I? But... I am not attracted to you, in that way. Not that I have never thought about... What if..." "So... I am not good enough for you?" Jess asked playfully. "If anybody could make me go straight, Jess... It would be you." "Well, " Jess blushed. "I do know a way to test that." "Oh... Here we go," I sighed. Tom looked at me, confused, for a second. Then the look of understanding came across his face. "Oh... Uh... No. Not Chet." I was stunned, and felt somewhat let down. "Nothing against you, Chet. I love you as a friend. I want to continue to be your friend. But, you are Jess' fiancé... Nephew... Whatever. She is my best friend. I cannot do that to her... To you." "I guess I can live with that," Jess smiled. "I can, too," I added. We all met in a group hug. Tom playfully squeezed my butt. "Just testing... Hee hee." "If, at any time you want to try him on for size," Jess said. "Just remember... I have to be there with my camera." We all laughed After looking over this last property and discussing all the pros and the few cons, Jess and I, with Tom's input, decided we could buy this piece of land. It had everything we wanted. A small pond, plenty of mature trees and it was just a mile from Mom and Dad. Oh... And the price was far less than the others for more land. We told Mom and Dad later that we would be talking to the realtor in the morning. They were happy we chose that acreage. Dad admitted he had silently hoped we would settle on that one.

Catherine’s 18th birthday was tomorrow, and she had just finished shopping for her outfit for her party. When she arrived home, she called, “Daddy, I’m back!” but to no avail. No answer. She stopped by her father’s room and gave the door a little knock. “I’m busy- come back later,” was the response she got. She sighed a little bit and kept walking to her room. She wanted to kiss him hello. It was their little ritual. In her room, she set her bags down and started to undress in front of her mirror. Shirt off, black bra. Pants off, lace panties. She pulled on her dress. It was incredibly tight and was in the hue of a red cherry. She checked herself from behind to see that it barely covered her shapely ass. She smiled to herself, but when she saw the underwear lines, she remembered buying a lacy thong just for this purpose. She slipped off her plain underwear and slid on her thong. She checked herself again. Much better. Then, she noticed that her bra was sticking out from her dress like a sore thumb. She decided that it would look better with it off. Brushing her golden hair to the side, she unzipped her dress and unhooked her bra, freeing her ample breasts. Her dark pink nipples turned up at the sudden cold air and she playfully gave them a little tweak. She thought to herself, Hopefully I’ll get more action tomorrow, especially with this dress . Her final touch to the outfit was her high heels. They gave her a boost from a 5’4 to a 5’7. She looked in the mirror again, assessing herself once more. She liked what she saw. With her heels clacking on the ground, she walked to her father’s room. Once again she knocked on the door. “Daddy, can I come in yet? I want to show you my dress,” said Catherine. “I can see you now. Come on in,” called her father. When Catherine entered, Rick’s eyes almost bulged out of his head. All he could see was her tits and her ass. He could see her nipples almost poking through her dress. Fuck, he muttered. He knew she’d always been a lovely girl, his lovely girl, but the person standing in front of him was a full-grown woman. He felt his cock stirring. Damn it. But for fuck’s sake, she was his daughter. She had no business dressing like that. “What the fuck are you wearing, young lady?” Rick asked through clenched teeth. Catherine’s eyes widened. She thought her daddy would like what he saw. “Um, dadd-“ “Take it off right now,” Rick growled. “Right now? I mean-“ Rick couldn’t contain his anger any longer. Maybe it wasn’t anger, maybe it was lust, but he just couldn’t take it. “TAKE IT OFF,” he roared, lunging to rip the dress off of her daughter, exposing her naked breasts. “Daddy, no!” Catherine screamed as her tits came into full view of her father. She was so in shock she didn’t even think to cover herself. Her C-cups were swinging, her nipples harder than ever. Rick couldn’t take his eyes off them. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck . He had been starved of women ever since his wife left for a job in another country about six months ago, except for the fake ones on porn sites. He was hungry for sex, and now his daughter comes to him practically served on a platter. Shit. His cock was rising. “Just get out of my room.” Catherine just saw her father ogling her breasts and thought to cover them with her arms. “Fine,” she huffed, stomping out of the room and went into her own room. What happened in her father’s room left Catherine with mixed feelings. It wasn’t new to her that boys looked at her with hungry expressions. She knew full well that they wanted her, but she never complied with their wishes. She was waiting for something better than acne-prone teenage boys. But her father? She shook her head. That was wrong. But even when he was yelling at her, she noticed him staring. In the back of her mind, she hoped he was cooling down in the other room, but she had other things on her mind. She noticed his cock growing in his sweatpants. And she didn’t dislike it. At 45 years old, he was a handsome man. He had ruggedly handsome features, muscular arms, and from what she could tell from his bulge earlier, a sizable dick. She knew she was getting wet. From her father. Shit. She placed a finger on her pussy and she almost jumped. It was almost dripping wet. She withdrew her hand, feeling terrible about her lustful thoughts and sank down onto her bed. Meanwhile, in Rick’s room, he was left standing with a hard on. He felt ashamed about yelling at his daughter so violently, but he was more ashamed for thinking of her as a woman. He sat down for a minute, hoping his cock would let up, but it still stayed hard. He sighed. He decided to go into his daughter’s room and apologize for his actions. “Knock, knock,” he said in front of his daughter’s door. “Can I come in?” “Sure, whatever,” came from the room, dejected, but he could hear a little raspiness to her voice. He opened the door to find his daughter on the bed, curled up into a fetal position. This, of course, gave him a fine view of her supple ass, but he tried to ignore that as he pulled up a chair. Unfortunately, his dick couldn’t and stiffened. “Look, I’m sorry about before. I overreacted. I just thought the dress was a bit too revealing for a girl your age,” Rick explained. Catherine looked up at him and sat up. Unbeknownst to her, her tits were still out in full view. Rick had to close his eyes and start counting. “Daddy,” she started. “I’m grown. It’s my 18th birthday tomorrow. I’m a woman now and I think I’m old enough to discern what clothes I wear or not.” Rick chuckled a bit. “Okay, I understand.” He paused. “Er, do you need help zipping that dress up?” gesturing to her tits in full view. Shit! Catherine’s eyes flew open to witness her tits again fully exposed to her father. She tried to zip up her dress but failed. She lowered her eyes and mumbled, “Yeah, I guess that would be helpful. Thanks.” She stood up in front of the mirror. Rick stood behind her. He regretted having to see those glorious tits go back into the dress, but he might as well take his time with her. This might be the only time he’d see a naked woman in a long time, even if it was his daughter. Fuck, this was so wrong, but he couldn’t help himself. He took as long as possible zipping the back of the dress up, caressing her small waist the whole time. He checked to look at his daughter’s expression in the mirror, and her eyes were closed. In pleasure, he hoped. Her breathing quickened. His cock pressed against his sweatpants. After zipping her up, he ran his fingers over her body, over her breasts, her ass… His dick couldn’t take it anymore. He pressed up against Catherine. Catherine let out a little moan as she felt his dick on her ass. She could feel her pussy aching. This was her father… She couldn’t help it. Rick stopped for a moment, then pressed his rock-hard cock against his daughter’s bubble butt. He started grinding slowly, pressing his dick on her ass. He let out a moan. “Catherine…” he whispered into her ear. “Daddy, don’t st-“ Catherine started to say, but stopped at the ring of a phone in the house. “Daddy, your phone… it’s ringing,” Catherine whispered as she looked at him in the mirror with hooded eyes. Rick stopped. What have I done. He gave his daughter a little nod, and rushed out of the room. When he went into his room, his cock was throbbing. It was begging for pussy. He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. It was dripping with precum, glistening at the head. He rubbed it slowly down the length of his nine-inch cock. His hand started moving of his own accord, pumping furiously. All he could think about was Catherine. His body tensed up. He was about to cum. Oh… Catherine… She was all he could think of when he blew his load on to his sheets. He came down from his high, and then felt sick to his stomach for having these thoughts about his daughter. In Catherine’s room, she felt so horny. She knew it was her father, she knew it was wrong, but she had one larger problem in her hands. She needed to cum. She threw herself on the bed and pulled her dress up. She reached into her panties and stroked her sopping wet pussy. She slapped her ass and gave out a sharp moan. Oh, Daddy. She licked her fingers. She loved the taste of her own pussy. She loved how it was salty-sweet. She put in one finger, two fingers. Not enough . She needed something more. She needed a cock in her pussy, now. She remembered having a dildo somewhere. She found it in her underwear drawer. She placed it on the chair her father was sitting on. She rubbed her pussy juices all over it and rubbed it all over her pussy. Oh, how she wanted it inside her. She slipped the head inside and let out an exclamation of “Daddy!” She slowly pumped it deep into her pussy, reaching the end. She was slapping her ass frantically on the chair, pumping that dildo fast in her cunt. She grinded on that dildo hard, stimulating her clit with her finger. She felt herself cumming. She was catapulted into ecstasy, her pussy quivering around the fake cock. “Daddy, daddy, daddy,” she chanted with every slap. She licked her juices from her fingers as she pumped the dildo in her pussy once more, then lifted herself off. She just came, but she knew it could have been better. She needed a real dick in her cunt. It could have been her father, and she was determined to get the real thing. She wanted his cock, and she was going to get it. Part 2 coming soon.

I love being a mom and I would do anything for my kids. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can stay home and take care of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alien attack. He is a good boy, tall and thin but filling out nicely. He has good manners and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old fashion man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and round and they are thin and tall. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easy to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world. Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn’t expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way? He hadn’t noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open. I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son’s sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to head toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his hard cock. I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean clothes and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the slit and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn’t believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn’t realized I had put my own hand inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner. I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said, “hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon.” Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the hamper. I couldn’t believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny automatic trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make noise masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every hole (and I still can’t believe that was an image in my head.) I was sure I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined cream stuck to my pussy. I didn’t want to take them off. So I didn’t. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for sure without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. It wasn’t long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my panties he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it. He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stay busy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking bent to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn’t say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing look in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said “well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don’t want to be a distraction.” and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting. I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too good and too normal, mother - son. I needed to know what he was doing and snuck off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the second time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a piece of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my strength to not run in and jump on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock head swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home. The evening seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again. After dinner everyone went their separate way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door open on purpose. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty. Again, I dried slowly and applied lotion seeing him behind me in my small make up mirror. He again had my panties in his hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our scents from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined flavors was extremely exciting for me. To have one of my most favorite people in the world excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn’t want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire time I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to enter my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the door open more than a crack and I was able to stand across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second time today. I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked panties were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my thick pussy lips and my mind on seeing Brian. Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to clean up in the bathroom and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to take him in my mouth. In the morning the girls were up early and watching TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the covers rubbing my swollen clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer camp but was saying he didn’t feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a great day. After he left I couldn’t finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another pair of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and knew he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little panty cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this time planning to make sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to look like his cum slut now. I went to his room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a glass of orange juice. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As much as I could I would bend and flash making sure he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my cover up like a couple of runaway kittens. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn’t really cover everything up. I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shell in the garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his hands went on my boobs. He searched them and felt the hard nipples, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said "more please" and thankfully he did it more. I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those panties. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those panties on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after stream of cum up the crack and halfway up my back. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina flood those panties more. Everything happened so fast the egg wasn’t even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the first time. It was as hard as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and knees and looked behind at him and said please. He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slid all the way, in one very deep stroke. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his name, begging him to fuck me harder and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don’t know how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my face to the floor and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging. Brian fucked me good that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .

Kathy Travis was sitting on her front porch talking to her best friend Sarah about the things going on in their lives when the topic of sex came up, which if Sarah Waller is in the conversation is quite often. To say that Sarah had a high sex drive would be like calling the ocean a small wet spot on the globe. She began to tell Kathy, in great detail, about the latest app she discovered which allows people to trade nude pics with each other. She told her that all faces had to be left out of the pictures or the app would blur them anyway. She said it was like shopping for a new car. First you look to see if anything appeals to you and then you take it for a test drive. It was a site whose primary purpose was trading pictures. You simply uploaded a nude or semi-nude picture of yourself and list your interests and the app would generate matches for you. Then you could chat with the matches or just trade pics. The whole idea of sharing naked pictures with a stranger appealed to Kathy for some odd reason, even though she had never taken a nude or even mildly risque picture of herself, or anyone else for that matter. She was intrigued, but told Sarah that she would check the app out later. Later for her meant the next day while she was at work and at lunch. She sat in her usual corner of the break room so she could lean back against the wall and scanned the app selection on her phone. She found the app, but realized too late that she had spent too much time checking out others beforehand and that she didn't have a chance to look at it as thoroughly as she wanted. She decided that she would download the app and then look it over a little more fully when she got home. Once she got home she opened the app and filled out everything that they asked for, as long as it wasn't too personal. The only thing she couldn't do at work was upload her pictures. She didn't have any. It wasn't that she was against taking risque pictures of herself, or letting someone else do it for that matter, she just had never done it. As she sat on her back deck that evening enjoying a glass of wine she read a little more about the app and how it worked. No personal information was shared through the app with another person, just the app. All contact was through an anonymous email address that you set up with the app. It was even free to sign up and use, although you were bombarded with ads unless you paid for the upgraded version. She sipped her second glass of wine and thought about whether or not she could do this. After her third glass of wine she decided she could and she should. As she finished her fourth glass of wine she decided it was time to get on with it. Thinking about taking pictures of herself had her very horny and wet. Just the thought of someone looking at her, without knowing it was her, turned her on like never before. She was not an exhibitionist in any sense of the word. She only wore a one piece bathing suit, when she actually went swimming, and always wore “comfortable” pants that didn't show off the body that she worked so hard to keep in shape. Once she was in her room she didn't waste any time getting fully naked. As soon as her bra came off she flopped back on the bed and her hand dove straight to her sopping wet pussy. She was horny and on a mission. She didn't start gently like she normally would. No. She pressed down on her clit immediately and began rubbing her fingers back and forth. Her free hand went to a nipple and tweaked it violently. She wanted to cum, and she wanted to cum right now. Thinking about showing her body off to a bunch of random people was turning her on and it didn't take very long before her ass lifted off the bed and a geyser erupted from her nether region. It had been years since she had squirted that forcefully and it truly surprised her. That her most intense orgasm in years. After her breathing returned to normal and her body began to function once again, she got up off the bed and went to the closet where she kept her digital camera. She could have used her phone like most people, but she had the tripod for the camera so she decided to use it. She sat the camera up beside the bed and then went to the bathroom to clean up. She wanted to look her absolute best when she took her first nude pictures, not that anyone would ever see her face. She showered and scrubbed all of her makeup off and the proceeded to reapply it all. She shaved her swollen pussy so it looked it's most edible best and she even dried and styled her hair as if she were going out on the town. When her hair and make-up were done to her satisfaction she decided it was time. Kathy checked to make sure that the camera was pointed just at the bed and that nothing else in the room could be seen. She then crawled up on the bed on her hands and knees. Using the wireless remote that this particular camera had she took several test shots of her ass. When she checked to see how they looked she was pleasantly surprised. For a thirty eight year old single mother her ass looked damn good. She decided to just play around and she would choose which picture to upload later. She crawled back on the bed and took some more pictures of her ass. She then spread her legs a little to try and get a shot of her still wet pussy. Her hand made an appearance and probed her wetness as well as spread her lips for the world to see how wet she really was. She was really getting herself worked up and inserted a second finger deep inside her vagina. Her palm was rubbing her clit and before long she had another squirting orgasm. Unbeknownst to her, she had fallen on the shutter remote during her orgasm and managed to get several dozen shots of her womanly fountain. She decided, once she could move again, that she should take a few shots of her tits as well. She grabbed the camera off the tripod and lay back on her pillows. She held the camera out selfie style and snapped a couple of pictures before she realized that it had a swiveling screen on it. Once she turned the screen to where she could see it she captured a couple of really nice shots. Pleased with her effort she placed the camera on her nightstand and quickly fell asleep. With life being what it is she totally forgot about the camera and the pictures until Sarah came over a couple of days later. They were sitting on the back deck this time enjoying a glass of wine when Sarah asked Kathy if she had decided on the app yet or not. That jogged Kathy's memory and she told Sarah that she had already taken a bunch of pictures of herself, she just hadn't gotten around to loading them yet. She went upstairs and got her camera and asked Sarah to tell her if she thought the pictures were any good. Since she hadn't looked at them, she had no idea that she had caught herself in the process of getting herself off. She handed Sarah the camera and refilled their wine glasses. She sat there silently sipping her wine as she watched Sarah scroll through the pictures. It didn't escape her attention that Sarah had started squirming around a bit and was biting her bottom lip. When Sarah sat the camera down her hands were shaking and she was breathing heavier than normal. Kathy noticed. “What?”, she asked her friend. “Are they not good enough? I know I took them myself, but the test shots I took looked okay, so I would think the rest of them are pretty good.” “Pretty good? You think these are pretty good? God damn Kathy, I am so fucking wet and horny right now from looking at those I almost came. They are fucking phenomenal.” Kathy didn't know what to say. She didn't think any of the pictures she took were worthy of that kind of reaction. Sarah could see the disbelief on her friends face and picked the camera up and came and sat down beside her on the swing. She leaned in as close as she could and held the camera so they both could see it. “Have you even looked at these?” “Uh, not really. I was tired when I was done and just put the camera down and went to sleep.” Sarah laughed out loud and said, “I can see why. Here, let me show you.” She started scrolling through the pictures and gave her opinion on each one, whether it was worth posting or not. She scrolled pretty quickly through the test shots since they were pretty basic. When Kathy's hand made an appearance she really slowed down and became more in depth with her commentary. Kathy could smell her friend's honeysuckle shampoo as she leaned against her. She had never noticed it before and liked the smell. She also liked the feel of their arms touching. It was a personal touch that she hadn't had in a long time. She wasn't into women as a rule, but did have a deep appreciation for a beautiful human being and Sarah was definitely a beautiful human being. At 5'9” she was pretty tall and her long blond hair never seemed to leave her wanting for attention. She also had a nice 34B chest, with those perky tits that guys just seemed to drool over, and a nice firm ass that Kathy would never admit to checking out once in a while in a pair of tight short, shorts or painted on jeans. Kathy knew she worked out a lot and thought her body was simply okay, but to hear Sarah talking about how sexy some of the pictures were was making her feel good about herself. Sarah mentioned how clean her pussy looked shaved bare and noticed that you could see how wet she was thanks to the high resolution of the camera. She once again began to squirm in her seat as they continued looking at the pictures. She marveled at how tight Kathy's pussy looked as she had two fingers buried as deep in it as she could get them. She was subconsciously licking her lips and said to herself, just loudly enough that Kathy caught it, “That looks so tight. I bet it tastes as good as it looks.” Kathy looked at her friend without turning her head and noticed the slightly glazed look in her eyes. Sarah was holding the camera with both hands so she could scroll through the pictures but didn't miss it when Kathy rested her hand on her thigh just below the hem of her shorts. Kathy thought that was the last picture she had taken before she had gotten herself off to another mind altering orgasm so she was ready to see her selfie styled shots of her breasts. She was not ready when Sarah told her to watch. Sarah began tapping the forward button as fast as she could and Kathy watched in shock as her entire masturbation session was caught in close-up, high definition, stop animation. Her mouth hung open and she was unable to speak. Never in a thousand years would she have given the camera to Sarah to look at if she had known those pictures were on there. As Sarah scrolled through the pictures she was getting more and more fidgety. When she got to the series of shots that showed Kathy beginning to squirt she clamped her legs together. That only served to trap Kathy's hand between the where she began to notice the extreme heat coming from her friends crotch. Sarah's reaction to her pictures caused Kathy to feel a dampness in her own panties. Like before, Sarah was shaking and breathing heavily when she sat the camera down. She turned to Kathy who still had her mouth open in shock and said, “So fucking sexy.” She then leaned in and effectively closed Kathy's mouth by kissing her. Her hand found the back of Kathy's head as her tongue found its way into her open mouth. Kathy was turned on by what she had just seen of herself and Sarah's reaction to it, and although she was surprised by the kiss, she didn't resist when Sarah kissed her. In fact, she kissed her back. Having gone without for so long she had forgotten what it was like to be wanted, and it was apparent, even to her long out of practice self, that Sarah wanted her. As their tongues dueled for supremacy their hands began to roam all over each others bodies. Kathy ran her hands down her friends chest and found her nipples steely hard even through the t-shirt and bra she wore. As she gave them a squeeze Sarah moaned softly into her mouth. She pinched them lightly causing her to moan again. Each moan from her friend sent a signal to her now throbbing pussy to generate more wetness. She could tell that her panties were now soaked through and she figured, correctly, that she was now sporting a visible wet spot in her shorts. Not wanting to miss out on what she knew her friend was offering, and not wanting to get eaten alive by mosquitoes, Kathy stood up and nearly dragged Sarah into the house. They made it as far as the living room couch before the fell into each others arms again. They continued to make out as they began to remove the little bit of clothing they were wearing, only breaking their kiss long enough to remove their shirts. They fell back onto the couch as naked as the day the were born. Sarah was massaging Kathy's slightly larger tits and rubbing her thumbs over her now swollen nipples. The shocks it was sending to Kathy's mind was causing her to whimper into Sarah's mouth. Sarah had seen it in pictures just moments ago, but now she was salivating with desire as she began to kiss her way down Kathy's magnificent body to her promised land. She planted kisses on each nipple before sucking them briefly causing Kathy's fluids to flow and her breathing to quicken. Sarah didn't stop there. She kissed a trail down Kathy's stomach and flicked her tongue into her bellybutton causing a giggle that she wasn't expecting. She smirked to herself and continued kissing downward. As she reached the top of Kathy's recently groomed vagina she abruptly stopped causing Kathy to groan in disappointment. Her disappointment was short lived however. Sarah now had a foot in her hand as began licking and kissing each toe individually. Kathy had never had anyone suck her toes before and found it very arousing. Sarah alternated legs as she ran her hands up and down the velvety smooth skin, kissing as much as she could. The anticipation of knowing what was coming had Kathy squirming on the couch. Each time she got too carried away in her excitement Sarah would stop until she calmed down. As soon as she stopped squirming the kissing and rubbing would begin again. It felt like hours to Kathy's mind, but was really only a couple of minutes, before Sarah began to push Kathy's legs apart exposing her glorious pussy to Sarah's eyes in person for the first time. Kathy had never been teased so much for so long and had definitely never been this turned on. She was clawing at the cushions on the couch and not caring if she tore them or not. All she could think about was her friend kissing up her legs and about to taste her womanly nectar. She was already on the verge of cumming but was fighting diligently against it. Sarah seemed to know it too and would stop each time Kathy began moving to much giving her a chance to calm down. Kathy definitely didn't want to cum until Sarah's tongue and oh so talented mouth made actual contact with her pussy. As Sarah neared her final destination she began to kiss closer and closer together with a tiny lick thrown in between kisses. She could smell the musky aroma of Kathy's drooling snatch and longed to plunge her tongue inside it to be rewarded with a spray of woman cum, but she knew she had to wait for just the right moment. She kissed and licked up one side and down the other making sure to make no direct contact with Kathy's swollen lips. She could almost see Kathy's pussy pulsing with desire. She planted a final kiss right at the top of Kathy's pussy before backing off a little. In a surprise move that sent Kathy's mind to an alternate dimension for a split second, Sarah pinched both nipples as if she was trying to flatten them permanently and sucked Kathy's clit into her mouth as though she was trying to suck it off her body. The sensory overload cause Kathy's pussy to erupt. She came like never before and Sarah drank as much of her cum as possible. She had never been with a woman that squirted as much as Kathy did and it was amazing. Kathy's back arched as her orgasm racked her body and her fingers dug into the couch cushions even deeper than before. She sprayed Sarah with a significant amount of cum and she seemed to like it. She never took her mouth off Kathy's gushing cunt and drank as much as she could of her first squirt. After drinking as much as she could of the initial blast Sarah removed her mouth and began stoking Kathy's engorged clit, prolonging her orgasm and causing her to nearly drench Sarah in cum. When Kathy finally stopped spraying, Sarah leaned down and gave her swollen red lips a tender kiss and a few soft licks getting to taste even more of her delicious discharge. Kathy's body dropped limply to the couch and her breathing was ragged. Her limbs didn't work at the moment and even if they did her mind was tumbling through space and would not have been able to control them. Sarah sat back on her knees and gazed in wonder at her friend laying in an almost catatonic state on the couch before her. She had always thought that Kathy was a beautiful woman, but had never dreamed that she would ever see her naked or get the chance to have sex with her. They were fantasies that she kept to herself. She was smiling like the cat that ate the canary. That Kathy wasn't just a squirter, but one of mythic proportions was a huge, and unexpected bonus. She wasn't sure what was going to happen from this point on, but she thought that if she were to die at this moment it would have been worth it. After a few minutes Kathy's breathing returned to normal and she began to stir. She looked around for Sarah and found her sitting on the floor between her feet smiling. She couldn't believe the amazing orgasm her friend had coaxed out of her. She knew that Sarah had been with quite a few men, but she never thought that she had been with a woman, especially not enough to do that to her. She was smiling as much as Sarah was and as soon as her body began to respond to her commands she knelt down in front of her and kissed her softly on her luscious lips where she could still taste herself. She broke the kiss after just a moment and leaned back just far enough to look Sarah in the eyes. She then told her with the utmost sincerity, “This doesn't mean we are a couple now”, as she pushed her back gently and began to kiss her way down to her friends beautiful pussy. She kissed, licked, nibbled, and nipped every square inch of Sarah's glorious breasts. She licked and suckled on her swollen nipples eliciting moans of ecstasy. While her mouth was occupied savory the flesh of Sarah's chest, her hands were busy exploring those parts of her body that they could reach. Kathy ran her hands up and down the soft skin or Sarah's arms and legs feeling the goosebumps that she was causing. She brought her hands to Sarah's warm, moist center and was surprised at the amount of heat she was giving off. This increased the urgency in her oral assault and she began to kiss her way down Sarah's toned stomach much the way Sarah did hers. However, unlike Sarah, she didn't feel the need to stop and move to her feet. She simply pushed her friends thighs apart and continued kissing southward until she felt the swollen nubbin that told her she had reached her final destination. Like a starving woman she began eating Sarah's delicious honey hole. She licked at her folds tasting the ambrosia that Sarah was producing and it seemed to drive her into a feeding frenzy. She was on a mission to get her friend off and taste as much of her womanly cum as humanly possible. She deftly inserted to fingers into Sarah's overheated furnace and began a come here motion to pull as much of her wetness out as she could and to also stimulate her g-spot. Her lips and tongue had taken up residence on her clit and were alternating between caressing it lovingly and trying to pull it off. The constant change in tempo and feeling was driving Sarah wild. She couldn't get into a steady rhythm and was almost begging for release. Kathy, meanwhile was savoring the steady flow of fluids from Sarah's constantly dripping pussy. When she finally had her fill of the nectar her friend was producing she clamped her mouth directly over Sarah's swollen and throbbing clit and sucked while at the same time slamming her fingers into her g-spot with surprising regularity. She knew from prior conversations that this would really set her friend off and she was glad she remembered it. Kathy decided to up her game a little and inserted two more fingers before realizing that she could probably get her whole hand inside of Sarah's pussy. She pulled her fingers out just long enough to coat the rest of her hand in Sarah's secretions and that action wasn't lost on Sarah. She knew what her friend was planning and her desire spiked. She had been stretched by fingers and toys before, but never by an entire hand. Kathy inserted her four fingers as before and slowly worked them in and out and twister her hand around in the process to loosen Sarah up as much as possible so as to not hurt her. When she felt Sarah was as ready as she was going to get she folded her thumb down into her palm and started to slowly push her hand forward. Sarah was biting her lip waiting on the pain that she just knew was going to accompany something the size of Kathy's hand invading her most private of areas. It probably would have hurt at least a little had Kathy not decided to distract her by biting softly at her clit just as her hand made its way fully into her pussy. She had never felt more full or more complete as she looked down and saw that her friend did, indeed, have her whole fist in her own hole. Kathy made a fist inside Sarah, it was called fisting, right?, and bent her hand slightly backward to put pressure on Sarah's g-spot as she began short shallow strokes. Sarah began moaning and thrashing about, in shock at the amazing way her friend was making her feel. Her hips began to come up off the floor as her hands went for Kathy's arm. She latched onto her friends arm and tried to force it harder and deeper inside herself. Seeing what she was trying to do Kathy took her up on her unspoken request and really began to fuck Sarah with her fist. Unintelligible grunts and groans were spewing forth as her hips raised to meet each of Kathy's thrusts. Without warning Sarah's body arched up off the floor significantly and locked up. Her legs locked Kathy's hand in her quivering, drooling cunt, her eyes rolled back in her head and the primal scream that issued forth from her mouth would have sounded like death to anyone that was around to hear but not see what was going on. Kathy was not prepared for the visual of her friend having such an amazing orgasm and just sat there locked in place and speechless until Sarah's body finally unclenched. She flopped down to the ground and went limp. She had just passed out from the most intense orgasm of her life. As Kathy slowly withdrew her hand from the clutches of Sarah's flooded canal, she sat there and said to herself, “This doesn't mean we're a couple now.” Several minutes later, after some gentle slaps to the face, Sarah began to come around. She looked at Kathy and simply said, “Thanks.” They got up and decided to share a shower and wash the traces of their evening of debauchery off themselves. When they finished they returned to the kitchen where the camera had been abandoned on the table in their hurry to get inside. Kathy picked it up and began scrolling through the pics again herself. She could fully understand why Sarah had gotten so turned on. She couldn't stop herself from leaning over and kissing her friend. “Well, I know which pics you would want to see but, which ones should I upload to the app?” Sarah just smiled at her friend and said, “Here, let me show you.”

The next morning… Saturday I was just been having the best, and possibly strangest dream of my life. It was a sex dream, which is totally normal at my age. That’s good to know since I’ve had a LOT of sex dreams in my life. But this was the first time it involved my mother. In it, she showed me her vagina and let me finger her. Then she gave me my first hand job. It was the best orgasm of my life. I sprayed jism everywhere, including on my mom’s face. It was incredibly weird, but not as weird as I would’ve imagined it would be. It was comfortable, and almost calming. While it was very arousing and I came almost as soon as she started, it wasn’t some torrid nasty sort of porno where two people just walk up and start going at it. I was nervous and awkward, but she was motherly about it, loving. She wanted to help and do something nice for me. Not just make some guy blow his load. I was waking up. Laying in bed, sort of awake, but with my eyes still shut, not really wanting to get up yet. The memory of that dream was still lingering, and I could tell that I was sporting some major morning wood. I was going to need to take care of that, but first I was going over what I needed to do today in my head… It was Saturday morning, my dad was out of town, and my little sister, Lacy, was staying with a friend for the weekend, and it was just mom and I home… This was all sounding very familiar. And then I felt movement next to me. My eyes shot open. I was laying on my back, in bed. Only it wasn’t my bed, I could immediately tell that I was in my parent’s room. I looked to my left and saw my mom sitting up on the edge of the bed, with her back to me. She stood up and began to walk around the bed. Quickly I shut my eyes, feigning sleep, buying myself time while I gathered my thoughts. I heard her walk into the master bathroom and close the door. It was all coming back to me now. I remember everything that happened, and I remember coming into her room and us talking about what we’d done. I remember her suggesting that she could continue giving me hand jobs. And then we went to sleep. It all really happened! I heard her open the bathroom door. I figured that if she had decided that she regrets what happened then she would’ve said something when she first saw me in bed. So I decided to go ahead and open my eyes and see where the day takes me. I didn’t want her to know that I had been pretending to still be asleep, so I did the whole ‘just waking up routine’, acting like the sound of the door had been what woke me up. I slowly stretched and opened my eyes. “Well good morning”. She said. She was standing over me looking down and smiling. “Morning mom”. My eyes were still a little fuzzy, as I squinted up at her. “Did you sleep well”? “Like a log”. I answered, as I removed the blanket and sat up a bit. “Speaking of a log, there’s definitely some wood”. My mom said laughingly, as she looked down my body. I had forgotten my boner. “Oh crap!” I snapped, as I yanked the blanket back over myself. “Sorry, I didn’t think about it”. “What are you doing”? She asked, with a laugh. “I.. Um.. I..”. It slowly dawned on me that I wasn’t really sure why I got embarrassed and covered up. “I dunno. I just didn’t mean to..”. “I get it. Yesterday morning you would’ve done the same thing, and I would’ve completely understood, but today.. I thought you would be more relaxed around me.” She looked upset, and unsure. “No, you’re right. It wasn’t you, I just got embarrassed. It’s just weird to not hide when I have a hard on.” I chuckled a little and gave her an ‘I’m sorry’ smile. “See, I’m not uncomfortable with you seeing me.” I pulled away the blanket and pushed my pajama bottoms down to my knees. My dick sprang free and wobbled back and forth. I just stared at my morning erection for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. I slowly looked back up at my mother’s face. She was looking at my boner, then to my face. She smiled warmly. “You didn’t have to do that, I wasn’t trying to pressure you into exposing yourself to me, that’s not what I want. I just thought that it was what YOU wanted. When you were getting into bed last night you were going to do it naked, and this morning you covered up, I guess I was just a little confused about what exactly you were comfortable with.” “I’m fine, it was just a reaction. I’m ok with you seeing me naked.” “Ok, good. Because I meant what I said last night about wanting to help you with these.” She reached out and gently wrapped her hand around my cock. My mouth opened involuntarily and let out a slight gasp. The feeling of someone else touching my penis was still strange and wonderful. “Want me to take care of him now?” I didn’t look away from her hand and could only manage a slight nod. Even though I now completely remembered the events of last night, it still seemed surreal. She must’ve seen my nod out of the corner of her eye, because she started stroking me without asking again. She wasn’t using lotion or lube or anything, but her hands were smooth, and she was only lightly holding my dick. She was going very slowly, and with her loose grip, I knew I wouldn’t cum, but it still felt amazing. She must’ve read my mind because without stopping or looking to see my facial expression, she answered my concerns. “I’ll need to make it slicker before I really get going” she said. “Now when a girl doesn’t have a moisturizer, like the lotion I used last night, she can just use her dry hand. Have you ever masturbated without the lotion?” She asked me. “Ya” I answered without looking up. “And does it feel as good doing it dry like that?” “No.” “Exactly. But sometimes the girl giving the hand job may not have anything to use. In these cases it’s perfectly normal for her to use her spit.” HER SPIT?! I thought to myself. “You mean she actually spits on my penis?” “Yes” she laughed and smiled. “But it’s not so much as she spits on it, as she drips saliva on it…watch.” She learned down and forward a bit, positioning her face about 6 inches over the tip of my dick. You could see she was aiming, as she pursed her lips and let a long shiny string of saliva slide from her mouth and stretch down to the head. She drizzled her spit onto my cock for a couple seconds then cut it off. She stood up straight and released her grip on me to wipe her mouth. “See, like that” She said. She then used both of her hands and slowly worked her saliva up and down my shaft, particularly working the head. “Then she slides it around, and onto the Palms of her hands” she instructed. “And then she can get to work on making you cum” she said with a little grin. She gripped the bottom half of my dick with her left hand, and the top half with her right. She began her ‘butter-churning’ motion, up and down and in alternating rotating motions with each hand. The sensation caused me to take a deep breath. I just watched her hands working my dick, it was a feeling that I could never accomplish myself, and the orgasm would just as impressive. I expanded my view of the situation, taking in everything that was happening. The visual aspect was equally as arousing, as the physical sensation. My mother was in her early 30s and wasn’t very tall, maybe 5’3”. She had a slender build and decent curves that, as her son, I’d never noticed before. But now as I watched her standing at the side of the bed, leaning over my lap, steadily working her hands up and down my cock, I noticed her attractive features. She was wearing a nightgown that was pretty much a long shirt, that only went down a little past her butt. I looked her up and down, starting with her legs. They were short, not those long legs that you always hear about. But they were smooth and nice looking, free from scars or veins that older women tend to have. Her butt was hidden under the gown, and I was only seeing it from the side, but it wasn’t flat or fat. My eyes moved up to her breasts. They were covered, but with her leaning forward combined the motion of her arms, I could make out the swaying and bouncing underneath the fabric. As a teenage boy, I loved boobs, so staring at a pair of them so intently (albeit under a shirt) along with the feeling of my mom working my morning wood for my first orgasm of the day, really put me over the top. I scratched at the bed, unable to control myself. My mom looked over at me, for some indication that I was ready to cum. She caught me looking at her chest, but made no comment, she only asked “are you almost there?” I nodded my head rapidly, my body starting to squirm. She looked back at what she was doing, leaning into it a little more as she picked up the pace. And as I had done the night before, I just let it go. And just as it had happened the night before, I once again blew my load onto my mother. The first several shots hit her right in the face, causing her to squint her eyes shut to avoid getting the warm jizz in them. Other shots landed on her nightgown, arms, hair, and all over the bed and myself. As the streams of cum finished erupting form the tip of my dick, my mother gripped it tightly and pulled upward, squeezing out what remained, spilling it onto her already covered hands. I couldn’t move. My mouth hung open. I must’ve looked like I was in pain, but I wasn’t. The exact opposite actually. The orgasms my mother had given me were the most intense and pleasurable experiences I had ever had. My mom didn’t move either, she just stood there, both hands welded to my rod. She was still looking down at it, only her eyes were shut, her mouth pressed into a tight little grin. She must’ve been contemplating what to do next. Finally she released me. Her hands just sort of dangling over me, dripping. She grasped at the front of her gown, trying to find a dry spot to use. She settled on the bottom hem at her left side, the side closest to me. She pulled it up to her face wiping the goo from her eyes first. This was my first glimpse of her boobs… well NEAR glimpse, and it was only partial under-boob, but it was still hot. She cleaned her left eye enough to open it and looked at me, again catching me looking at her chest. I immediately looked away. She smiled, “so I take it that was good for you?” She asked. “Ya, definitely!” My eyes widened and I nodded quickly, showing my enthusiasm. “Well let’s get cleaned up.” She turned and walked towards the bathroom, wiping her hands off on the sides and back of her nightgown. “So Adam, have you seen breasts in person before?” She called from inside the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on. “Um, no.” I replied. There was a moment of silence. “Alright, well you need to get cleaned up anyways, come hop in the shower with me.” My eyes widened. I sat up, pulled my pajama bottoms completely off, and got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom carefully, trying to avoid dripping my cum all over. My patents bathroom had one of those showers with the glass door. It was already fogged up, so I could only see the shadowy figure of my mother. “Adam are you in here?” She called out. “Oh, ya I’m here.” “Well get in silly.” I did as I was told and opened the shower and got in. I kept my head down, and purposely closed my eyes, acting like it was to keep the water out. It wasn’t that I didn’t WANT to see her naked body, I actually really did. I just didn’t want to seem too eager, and she was still my mom, it felt disrespectful to look at her that way. “Everything OK?” She asked. “Ya I’m good.” “Then open your eyes and look at me.” She scolded. I raised my head and opened my eyes, looking directly into hers, not letting them wander to other parts of her body. She had an annoyed look on her face. “Adam, if you don’t want to take a shower with me then just say so.” “No! It’s not that. It’s just that it’s still a little weird. I’m not sure if I should look at you as my mother, or like one of those women in the magazines that turn me on.” I responded. Her face softened. “Adam, you should still look at me as your mother, especially when I’m not helping you cum, or teaching you about sex. But when I am, I’m still your mother, even if you are getting aroused. If it makes you more comfortable, when we’re doing these things, just look at me as a woman. Like right now, look at my body.” I looked down, taking her all in. Her breasts were perfect. Bigger than a handful, but not oversized. They hung like teardrops, with her Nipples pointed slightly upwards, and her under-boob cupping underneath. I moved down to her stomach, which was flat, leading to her vagina, only slightly covered in trimmed pubic hair. She slowly spun around, letting me take her all in. Her ass was better than I previously gave her credit for. It was slightly wider than her waist, and stuck out nicely, cupping underneath like her tits. She turned back to face me. “Any questions?” She asked. I shook my head, looking back up at her face. I felt my cock tingling from looking at her body. “As you can see, not all breasts are as large as the ones in magazines… do you want to touch them?” I nodded my response. “Go Ahead.” I reached out and just placed a hand on one Breast. I stood like that, not moving my hand. She must’ve sensed that I wasn’t sure what to do. She took my other hand and placed it on her other Breast, and put her hands over top of mine and squeezed. I was officially grabbing my first boobs! They felt amazing. I began squeezing and rubbing them on my own, so my mom removed her hands. I watched them as I played, I was mesmerized. I got more confident and began focusing on the Nipples with my thumbs and index fingers. As soon as I pinched, my mother let out a little gasp. I almost stopped, but then figured that if it hurt, she would tell me to stop. I looked at her face, she was watching my hands. “Can I suck on them?” I couldn’t believe I had the balls to ask that! She looked up at me. “Yes, go ahead.” She said softly. I took a step forward and leaned down, pointing her first one at my mouth. I sucked it right in, instinctively, like a baby breastfeeding for the first time. I let my tongue work the tip of her nipple in my mouth, and I heard my mother sigh. I took away my mouth and looked up at her. “Doing that can feel very good to the girl. And it can go together very nicely with her playing with Herself.” I looked down and saw my mom rubbing her clit. “So keep sucking on them baby.” I went right back to it, sucking and licking her nipple. I felt my mom moving faster. I moved to her other breast, sucking it the same way. I couldn’t get enough. “That’s it Adam, don’t stop!” Her voice sounded strained, like she was short of breath. Her hand was rubbing vigorously. I continued to suck like I was starving. “Uhhhh Ahhhh!” My mom let out a loud moan. She had just orgasmed. I stood up and released her tits, looking at her. She slowly opened her eyes and looked back at me. “Well that felt great. Did you enjoy it?” She asked, and looked down. “Well there’s my answer”, she said and chuckled. I looked down too, I was rock hard again and pointing straight up at her, I hadn’t even noticed. “Ya, they feel really cool.” “Well while we’re in her, I’ll help you clean up from earlier, and go ahead and take care of him again”, she said with a smile, “besides, doing it in the shower is the best option for less mess.” She squeezed some of my dad’s body wash into her hands and lathered it up. Then began washing it all over the areas I had gotten cum on myself in the bed. I just stood there silently and watched as she washed my stomach, thighs, hips, and eventually moving to my crotch. She moved to my right, standing partially behind me, and to my side. She reached around me with her soapy hand and grasped my dick and began stroking. I let my head tip back, looking up at the ceiling of the shower with my eyes closed. My time playing with her boobs had really gotten me worked up, because even though I had just cum a lot in bed, I still came again in no time. I let out a groan as I blew my second load of the morning. My eyes were still closed, but I could feel a significant amount semen shooting out of me. My orgasm ended and my mom stopped jerking. I lowered my head and opened my eyes. Cum was splattered on the shower wall in front of me. “Wow sweetie! You still came that much even after cumming in bed already?!” I didn’t really have an answer for her, I just looked at her bashfully. She smiled at me, “well let’s get cleaned up and go eat breakfast.” We got out of the shower and dried off. I watched mom towel off and get dressed, staring at her body the whole time, not bothering to hide my gaze. I’d decided to accept that if she was OK with it, then I was too. Mom tossed our cum soaked clothes, along with her bed sheets, into the washer and we ate breakfast in the kitchen. We talked like mother and son. She told me what chores she wanted me to get done today, I told her what homework I needed to finish by Monday. Our day was planned out. She was going to run errands while I did homework, then when she got home she was going to do some house work while I did my chores. “How often do you normally masturbate?” She asked while I was taking a sip of orange juice. I nearly choked, not so much because of the actual question, but because she asked it so matter-of-factly, like she was asking if I wanted toast or something. Her plain facial expressions showed that she thought nothing of asking that question while we were sitting at the table. “Um, a few times a day.” I felt like I was confessing to a crime. “When usually? Do you have a schedule that you like to follow?” She inquired, with the same calm tone. “I wouldn’t say it’s a schedule, but I like to do it in the morning when I wake up, when I get home from school, and before bed. Those are my standard times. But I also like if I can take care of myself either before or after dinner too. On the weekends I still do it before and after sleeping, but everything during the day is up in the air, it depends on what we have going on.” “I see”, she nodded thoughtfully, “that’s a good plan, and so far we’ve done a pretty good job sticking to that routine haven’t we?” She seemed proud of herself, “I took care of it last night before bed, then this morning when you woke up, and we even got an extra one in there during the shower, so let’s keep it up! When I get home from my errands, I’ll take care of you, and then before dinner I’ll do it again, and then of course once more before bed, sound good? I really like being able to help you with this, plus it’s like our little secret. So from now on whenever you’re feeling like you would want to masturbate, tell me, and I’ll take care of it instead.” “Ok…” I didn’t really know what else to say. Not only did my mom just offer to jerk me off at least three more times today, she also just said that she’d do it whenever I asked… indefinitely! My mind was spinning. “OK, well I’m going to go get ready then head out.” And with that my mom hoped up, kissed me on the forehead and walked upstairs. I went to my room and started on my homework. Mom called up the stairs to say goodbye and headed out, leaving me with my thoughts. My mind eventually settled down and I was able to concentrate on school work. After about 2 hours I heard mom come in the door, and yell “hey Adam I’m home!” I said ‘ok’ and continued my homework. After several minutes of putting away the stuff she bought at the various stores she’d gone to, she came upstairs and into my room. “Hey sweetie, how’s it going?” “Good, I’m almost done, I shouldn’t have to do any tomorrow.” I answered. We were completely back in mother-son conversation mode. “Oh, good for you! Are you ready for another hand job?” I was totally ready for the question, but the completely nonchalant way she asked me, her son, if I wanted her, my mother, to give me yet another hand job was still hard to get used to. “Ya, definitely.” “Ok, take off your shorts and sit on the edge of your bed.” I did as I was told, pulled my shorts and boxers completely off. The idea that my mom was about to jerk me off again was enough to get my juices flowing, and my prick started to stiffen. My mom was standing in front of me and, without warning, pulled off her shirt then removed her bra and sat down on the bed next to me, completely toppless. I hid my shocked expression. She grabbed my dick, leaned forward and dripped spit on to it and started smearing it around the head and down the shaft. She sat up straight and started stroking me with her right hand. “Adam, have you ever kissed a girl?” She asked, looking me in the eyes while continuing her hand job. “Yes.” “With tongue?” “No.” “Ok, well that’s called ‘French-kissing’. What happens is, when you’re kissing, you both open your mouths and have your tongue play with her tongue. It feels nice believe me. And What’s nice is that doing something else that feels good, like kissing, while getting the hand job, makes you feel even better. Want to try it?” “YA!” She smiled and placed her left hand behind my head and pulled me towards her. She leaned her face towards mine, we both closed our eyes, and we kissed. I followed her lead. It started as a normal kiss, and then she opened her mouth and I felt her tongue touch my lips. I opened mine, and felt her tongue slip inside, touching my own tongue. We began to kiss harder, more passionately. I’d push my tongue into her mouth, then she’d push hers back into mine. The harder and faster we kissed, the harder and faster she seemed to slide her hand up and down my spit-slickened rod. She pulled away from our kiss and looked at me. “Suck mommy’s tits baby.” She said it both motherly and wantonly. I didn’t hesitate. My face shot down to her closest breast and devoured it. I sucked her nipple harder than I did in the shower. Not on purpose, but I simply had no control at this moment. I had a hand grasping each of her boobs, and my mouth switched between her left and right one, moving back and forth greedily. “That’s it baby! Cum for mommy!” It was almost as if her encouragement was all I needed. Without removing my face from my mother’s cleavage, I came. I squeezed each Breast way too hard I’m sure, but she didn’t say anything or stop me. I buried my face into her tits and let out a loud, muffled, moan of pleasure. My mother stopped tugging on my dick once the semen stopped flowing. I kept my eyes closed and just sucked on a nipple, my mother tenderly holding my head there, playing with my hair. I finally decided to pull away and see the damage. As usual, my mother’s hand was encased in jizz . It seemed to be plastered to my dick. Since I was sitting up this time, the tops of my thighs were covered as well. But as I took in the devastation of blowing my load uncovered, I saw that I had several shots on the carpet and on my dresser which was directly in front of me. “We really need to come up with a better… cleaner way of doing this.” Said my mom. She too was looking at scene in front of me. “I’m sorry, I’ll clean it up!” I quickly responded. I was afraid that she’d take these messes as a reason that she should stop jerking me off and tell me to go back to masturbating instead. “I’m not mad sweetheart”, she smiled at me, “we’ll figure something out. I can’t be doing laundry several times a day, and changing my clothes every time I play with you.” She laughed. My fears subsided. “But you go clean yourself up and I’ll clean up the mess in here.” I went to the bathroom and decided that taking a quick shower would be easier than trying to simply wipe off all the cum from my crotch, lap and legs. I returned and saw that my mom had wiped my dresser off and used a damp cloth on the carpet, she had even made my bed! Other than her wanting to help her little boy have orgasms all the time, she really was just your average mother. I got dressed and went downstairs. We went about the rest of the afternoon like normal. Doing chores and housework. Mom made dinner that evening and we ate at the table and chatted about normal things. But my mom had no problem transitioning from talking about school, to talking about, what she started referring to as simply ‘fun’. “So after we clean up dinner do you want to watch a show and have some fun?” “Uh, ya, that sounds cool.” I was trying to sound as casual as she was. “OK, but I’ve been thinking about how messy it is every time..” My heart started to sink. “.. So from now on I was thinking that I would just give you blowjobs..” My heart lept back up and into my throat! “.. Are you ok with that?” My mind was racing so fast that I almost didn’t hear her. “YA!” So much for acting ‘casual’. “Ok.” My mom chuckled a little. “ I just figure that, for one thing, you’ve never had one, so you should probably try it. Two, it’ll be cleaner and therefore easier for us to do when other people are home. And three, I actually enjoy doing that more than hand jobs.” I wasn’t really listening, and honestly I didn’t care about the logic or reasons behind her decision to move up to blow jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I was appreciative of all the hand jobs I’d received over the last 24hrs, they were great, but yes they were messy. My mind was racing, and I don’t think I ever helped clean up the kitchen so fast in my life! As soon as I was finished, I ran over to the sofa, yanked down my shorts and boxers in one motion and tossed them across the floor. I plopped down on the couch and started petting my already stiffening penis. “I’m ready!” I called back towards the kitchen. “Ok I’m coming.” My mom almost laughed too hard to say the words. She wiped her hands off and walked around the sofa, and knelt down on the ground in front of me. She pushed my legs apart and scooted in between them to get closer. She pulled off her top, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Are you ready sweetie?” She as motherly as ever. “Yes.” She grasped my prick with both hands and leaned over it. She dripped a string of saliva on the head and began working it all around with her hands. It felt amazing as she rotated both hands back and forth while sliding them up and down the length of my cock. I loved it, but I couldn’t wait to feel her mouth. Just then, without a word, she lowered her head, removed her hands and swallowed my cock all the way to the base, burying her nose in my pubic hairs. She stayed like that for several seconds, making moaning sounds that vibrated her mouth around my cock, The back of her throat tickling the tip. Slowly she raised her head, slurping up the shaft of my penis. When she got to the tip she stopped, and sucked it like a lollipop. I just watched, my mouth hung open. It looked as amazing as it felt. She took my prick in both hands again and started her rotating strokes, continuing to suck on just the head. It was a strange and wonderful feeling. I could feel it building a massive orgasm in my balls, but it wasn’t making me cum yet. “Does that feel good?” She pulled my dick head out her mouth with a ‘pop’. I just nodded, my mouth still hanging open. “Do you have a big load for me?” I couldn’t believe she was talking this way, but I nodded again, “just cum when you’re ready.” And with that she sucked me back into her mouth. She went about a third of the way down, then back up, and then back down. She continued that motion while jerking off the rest of my shaft with her hands. She quickly built up a steady rhythm. I felt my orgasm rising up as I watched my mother on her knees in front of me, bare breasts jiggling, head bobbing up and down on my cock. I threw my head back, starred at the ceiling and unloaded myself into my mother’s mouth without warning. I expected to hear her gag, or choke, but she didn’t. She just stopped bobbing, held the tip of my dick in her mouth and continued jerk in me off. She swallowed shot after shot. I finally lowered my head and looked at her. She was staring directly at me. Her cheeks were sucked in, her hands were slowing down as the flow from my cock was subsiding, and I could see her throat moving as she was swallowing my semen. Her eyes were locked on mine, like she was waiting for something, perhaps some sort of reaction, a confirmation that I’d liked my first blow job. “That was amazing.” I said, looking directly back into her eyes. My body shuddered as I spoke, the last aftershocks of my orgasm. My mom pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat up. She wiped her mouth with one hand, still holding the base of my penis with the other. She looked down at her tits, checking to see if she had gotten any cum or drool on them, they were dry. My previous loads that had earlier covered us both with sperm from her hand jobs.. She had just completely swallowed without even pausing. With the exception of a little saliva-semen-mix that was on her lips, there was nothing to clean up. My dick was still slick, but she wiped it off well enough with her other hand, so that I could simply tuck it back into my shorts with no mess (if I was wearing any). She moved my softening prick around as she checked her work for cleanliness. She seemed happy with it and grinned to herself. “Was that good?” She asked me. “Ya… I don’t even know how to explain it.” “And a lot cleaner right? We could totally get away with pulling it out for quick ‘BJs’ and then putting it away with nothing to clean up!” She was referring to my penis, and she sounded almost giddy, proud of herself for coming up with a solution to the messiness of the hand jobs. “Um, ya. That sounds great!” I could care less about the mess it made, but if that’s the issue that motivated my mother to go from giving me hand jobs to blow jobs, then I was all for it. And hearing her talk about the possibility of me being able to have her suck my dick that frequently, was starting to get me hard again. We just sat on the sofa watching TV half naked for the rest of the evening. She toppless, I bottomless. We eventually made it upstairs where she invited me to sleep in bed with her again, and I eagerly obliged. She kept true to her word and gave me a ‘bedtime-bj’. I laid down in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she was bobbing her head up and down between my legs. She once again swallowed everything my cock fed her. She moved over, said she loved me, and we drifted off to sleep. I was awoken Sunday morning to the surprising and incredible feeling of my mother already giving me my ‘morning-bj’. Actually it was the orgasm that woke me up. I was dreaming about it, but when I came in my dream, the feeling was so intense that it shook me awake. I looked down at my dick expecting to see morning wood, but instead saw the top of my mother’s head. My grunts of pleasure must’ve alerted my mother that I was awake. She tilted her head upward and looked at me. She kept my cock in her mouth as she sucked down the last of my jizz, but I could tell she was smiling up at me. She finished and sat up. “Morning sleepy head.” She said cheerily as she hoped out of bed. “Morning mom.” I was hazy from a combination of sleep and post-orgasmic euphoria. “I woke up and saw that you were already hard, so I figured that I would go ahead and take care of him.” “Uh ya, that was great. I didn’t expect that though.” “I figured that we should start our routine out today, and when you wake up in the morning is the first one of the day.” She called from the bathroom. We got dressed and headed downstairs to start the day. As usual, whenever she wasn’t handling my dick, she switched completely into normal mom-mode. “Don’t forget, your sister comes home this afternoon, and your dad will be home before dinner. So I’ll give you a blow job after you do your chores, but then you’ll have to wait till bedtime.” She sat thoughtfully for a second, “and even then, I’m still not entirely sure how it will work at night with your dad home.” She seemed concerned, but not nearly as concerned as I was that she was changing her mind about taking care of my teenage-cumming needs. “Oh well, we’ll just see how it goes.” And with that she headed about doing her house work. A couple hours later my mom got a text from my sister that she was headed home a little early. So she came into my room where I was cleaning up, dropped to her knees in front of where I stood, and unzipped my pants. “Lacy is on her way home, she’ll be dropped off in 15 minutes, so let’s take care of this now.” She said as she fished my penis out of my shorts. She pulled it out, spit into her hands and started smearing it all over my flaccid dick. Standing there, still in shock, looking down at her, was enough to get him up. He swelled awake in her hands with just a couple strokes, and she immediately engulfed it. She quickly got her hands and mouth into a rhythm of stroking and sucking. I stood there, looking around my room, unsure of what to do with my hands. They were just hanging out to my sides away from my body. Normally mom would’ve given me some sort of instructions when we did something new, but this time I was on my own. So with no options, I decided to do what I’ve seen in porn. I reached down and placed both hands on the sides of her head, near the back, behind her ears. She didn’t stop me so I figured that was ok to do. They just sort of sat there for a minute or two until I felt cum bubbling up from my balls. Instinct took over and without thinking, I did what came naturally. I gripped her head and pulled her head forward, driving myself to the back of her throat. She responded by pushing back, and I again pulled her back. This developed a quick, almost bouncing rhythm, of me helping her bob her head even faster. I came in seconds. I kept my hands grasping her head. When I finished cumming she tried to take my dick out of her mouth, and without thinking I stopped her and just held her head in place, keeping my cock in her warm moist mouth, savoring the feeling. She sat there allowing this, that is until we heard the front door unlock and open. My mother pushed me away and jumped to her feet. She grabbed a tee shirt off the floor and quickly wiped her hands and face, and darted out of my room. I felt horrible the rest of the day. I knew she must be mad at me for forcing her head like that, and almost getting us caught. Naturally she didn’t show any sign of it, because then my sister would wonder what I did to get into trouble. My dad came home that evening and we ate dinner as a family. Mom and dad were on good terms, I assume due to their break from each other. We all watched TV together then headed off to our rooms. My mother and I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk about our new arrangement the rest of the day, but I assumed that it wasn’t going to happen again tonight. Mom had drained my balls 7 times in a day and a half, so I wasn’t complaining, that is until I heard my their bed start squeaking. I sat still wondering if I had really heard it, but sure enough it was the sound of their bed rocking as their time apart had made my dad come home horny. I tried to ignore it, but then I heard my mom. She let out a loud ‘YES!’ that was followed by my father’s voice muffled through the wall. She continued making noises that were accompanied by squeaky bed springs and occasional slaps of skins. I felt myself getting red in the face, I felt angry, jealous, but also aroused. I couldn’t help myself, I pulled my dick out of my boxers and began slowly petting and playing with it. This turned into a slow but steady stroke. I couldn’t cum though, I was distracted thinking of my mother spending all weekend servicing my cock, and now here she was riding my father like nothing happened. They finished and went silent. I just laid in bed, still hard, but I was no longer trying to get myself there. Then I heard an unexpected sound that made me jump. My door creaked open and there was mom. “sweetheart, are you awake?” “Mom? Uh, ya I’m up.” She crawled in to bed next to me, and pulled the covers over her too, her hand immediately went to my prick. “Wow, yes you are up! You didn’t already take care of yourself did you?” “No, I just got hard, but… I didn’t expect to see you tonight.” “Why? I thought we said that I would take care of you before bed.” “Well, I heard you guys…” “Oh, I see. Did that bother you?” I nodded back. “Sweetie, I love you, and I love what we do together, but he’s my husband, and I love him too, and there’s things that I do with him that I can’t do with you. That’s all, it doesn’t mean that I won’t still enjoy playing with you.” My spirts lifted a little. “Well I also thought you were mad at me about earlier.” “Mad about what?” She looked confused. “Before Lacy got home, I grabbed your head when you were going down on me, and then when you were finished, I held it there and almost got us caught.” I pouted back. “Oh baby! No, I wasn’t mad, you didn’t do anything wrong, lots of guys grab the girl’s head while getting a blow job, honestly it’s kind of attractive.” She was smiling, “and we didn’t get caught, that’s all that matters, so you didn’t do anything wrong.” “Ok” I smiled back at her. “What did you tell dad to come in here?” “I just told him that I was going to come see you, because I like our nightly ‘talks’.” She grinned. “He wasn’t opposed to the idea, so it looks like we shouldn’t have a problem before bed from now on. So… would you like a blow job?” She grabbed ahold of my dick. “Yes please.” And without another word, my mom ducked her head underneath the covers, wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and went to work. It was almost humorous watching the sheet bounce up and down. I felt one of her hands release my shaft and take hold of my balls instead. She played with them gently, rolling them around in her hand, and petting the soft skin with her finger tips. I put my hands behind my head, laid back and relaxed, no pressure at all. I let myself cum when it was ready, which only took a few minutes since I was already hard. I listened to the sounds of my mother swallowing my cum in an otherwise silent house. When she finished, she pulled the sheet off of her, kissed me goodnight, got out of bed and left my room. Before I drifted of to sleep, I lay there mulling over the developments of the last 48 hours and thought to myself, ‘this is going to be great.’

Hello, again. Thank you very much for taking the time to read my submissions. If you are thoroughly confused as to what is going on, you might have missed the intro in chapter 00, so feel free to go back and read that one for some context. No song titles for this chapter, so sit back, and enjoy. An Unforgettable Melody: Ch. 01 Oh, God… what… the hell… happened? Mike slowly awoke in a haze, his head throbbing in pain. Forcing his eyes to blink open for a moment, he glanced at his bedside clock. 7:00 am? Dammit, that’s way to early for a Saturday. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to get any more sleep with his headache, Mike slowly sat up in bed. Gonna need some Tylenol… As his brain started to power up, he tried to recall what he had been doing yesterday that could have put him out like that. He knew he hadn’t been drinking. Let’s see, I watched a movie, got the call from the Maestro, and then… the locket! It was all coming back to him; the glowing stone, the song that opened it, that strange blue cloud… “Good morning, Master.” Mike was suddenly scared fully awake by an unfamiliar voice coming from the corner of the room. Immediately thinking home invasion, he instinctively dove to the floor beside his bed and, opening the thumbprint gun safe beside his nightstand, retrieved his Glock 19 handgun. Crouching on the floor by his bed, he spoke with authority. “Who are you?! How did you get into my home?!” “Please do not be afraid, master. My apologies for startling you.” The voice sounded incredibly sweet, almost angelic. Not letting his guard down for a second, Mike slowly peeked around the foot of his bed. He could tell the voice was coming from a girl kneeling in the corner of the room. “Show me your hands. I need to see that you’re not armed.” He was certainly not military or police, but Mike’s dad had taught him many times how to effectively protect himself in the event of a home invasion. Rule one was never to assume anything. “Of course.” The girl slowly opened her hands, extending her arms out to her side as she did so. “I can assure you that you are in no danger.” She certainly seemed harmless enough, appearing maybe twenty-five years old or so, but Mike still kept his weapon close at hand as he slowly stood up. “With all due respect, ma’am, I’ll be the judge of that. Who are you? How did you get into my apartment?” He didn’t see any broken windows in his bedroom, and could tell by looking out his bedroom door to the entryway that the front door was still securely locked. The girl smiled. “Do you not remember the events of last evening? You opened my vessel, bringing me into existence. For that, I am eternally grateful, master.” “Vessel? You mean the locket? The last thing I remember was opening it, then getting blasted in the face with a cloud of blue smoke…” Nodding, the girl continued, “Very good master. That smoke was my essence. Before you released me, I had no physical form. My essence enveloped you as it did in order to determine the proper form for me to take.” Mike held his hand up. “Woah, woah, slow down there. I’m totally lost now. Oh, and why do you keep calling me master?” The mystery girl flashed a huge smile, lighting up the room. “Because I am your servant genie. By releasing me, I am now bound to be your slave for eternity.” Mike could see where this was going. Very cute. Stuart and the trombones must have cooked this up. The ASO low brass section was renowned for their elaborate pranks, particularly Stuart McKay, the principal tuba. Knowing them, this prank will keep going until I expose them myself. Mike decided to play along for the time being. Sensing no further danger, he laid his handgun on the bed, still within easy reach, and slipped on his glasses from the nightstand. “Ok, so you’re a genie? And you say that you now belong to me?” “That is correct master.” Now that he had relaxed a bit, he could see that this girl was absolutely stunning, perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She wore a tight, black t-shirt with a plunging V-neck and a pair of blue jean shorts, just long enough to be tasteful and not slutty, but just short enough to show off the pale skin of her gorgeous legs. Though she was still kneeling, he could tell that they were toned to perfection. He couldn’t see for sure from this angle, but it appeared that her ass was quite round and curvy, especially compared to her slim waist. Based on her slightly exposed midriff, her stomach was quite flat, and led upwards beautifully to her perky, D cup breasts. He now studied her face, which was, in a word, angelic. Perfectly proportioned, and framed by a small pair of adorable dimples, she reminded him a bit of the actress Kate Bosworth. Her eyes were an enchanting shade of emerald green. Finally, he noticed her perfectly straight hair. Tucked behind her ears and cut to just above shoulder length, it was the most beautiful shade of red wine he had ever seen in his life. As he studied her, he suddenly realized how intently he had been staring. He broke eye contact for a moment, but she simply smiled right back at him; she didn’t seem to mind one bit that he was drinking her in. Grinning right back at her, Mike decided to see for how long she would be able to keep up the charade. “Alright then, genie. Tell me about your powers. I assume you are able to grant wishes of some kind. What kinds of wishes can you grant? And how many do I receive?” She nodded. “Since I am your servant genie for life, you can receive an unlimited number of wishes from me, as long as they are within the realm of my nature. As a genie designed to be a sexual servant, my primary powers allow me to grant almost any wish that is in some way erotic in nature. Additionally, I am authorized with unlimited power to keep my master and myself safe from all harm, as well as healthy from any ailments. Finally, I also have extensive powers of anonymity and privacy, so as not to draw any undesired attention towards my master.” Sexual servant? Stuart’s pulled crazy pranks before, but he’s never done anything as off the wall as this. I wonder who this girl is? An actress? Call girl perhaps? What’s the endgame of this prank? Having had enough, and not wanting to put this poor girl through any shame or embarrassment, Mike decided to make a “wish” he knew she would be unable to grant. Wishing for a striptease, blowjob, or something else of that nature would likely be exactly what she expected him to say next. Mike, however, had a different idea. “Very well. I’d like to make a wish. I’ve had a throbbing headache since the moment I woke up. This is obviously an unhealthy ailment. Without moving from the spot you’re in, I wish for you to instantly cure me of my headache.” Mike was quite pleased with himself. He had phrased things very carefully by not giving her the easy out: walking to the bathroom and getting the Tylenol for him. Now, she would have no choice but to admit that the jig was up, ending the prank. However, he suddenly felt a slight tingle in the back of his mind. Flash. The girl’s eyes shone bright gold for a split second. “It is done, master.” Mike instantly felt his headache disappear. “WOAH!” Mike stumbled backward in shock, landing square on his ass. “You actually made my headache go away?! And what about your eyes?! That tingle in my head?! What is going on here?!” The girl was now close to tears. “Master, was this not what you wished for? The tingle you felt in your mind was my attempt to hear the thoughts behind your words, ensuring I granted your wish properly and gave you exactly what you wanted. If I have failed to deliver in your first wish, I am exceedingly sorry for disappointing you, and I gladly await any punishment you feel is appropriate for me.” She then bowed, placing her nose squarely on the carpet in front of her. Mike slowed his breathing, working to comprehend everything that had just happened. Holy shit, she was telling the truth? I released a genie from that locket? Before he could ponder the full implications of the situation, his concern for this poor girl immediately grew. He heard her whimpering as she cried from her undignified position on the floor. Locking his handgun back in the safe, he slowly approached, kneeling in front of her. Gently placing his hand on her chin, he lifted her head until the two of them were face to face. Smiling, he said to her, “You don’t need to cry, and you don’t need to be afraid. I’m not disappointed in you. I’m just… surprised. I thought all of this was some big prank set up by a bunch of my friends.” His face turned more serious as he looked directly into her eyes. “I’m sorry that I didn’t believe you.” A look of confusion spread across her face. “I… I don’t understand. You are my master; i-it’s never your place to apologize to me.” Her voice began to crack as she tried to comprehend what was happening. Dear God… this poor girl has no concept of free will. She really does see herself as my slave. For the first time in a long time, Mike was truly terrified, on multiple levels. He was terrified for this poor girl, clearly a sentient person, but without free will. He was terrified of the powers she had described to him, that she would likely use them in any way he directed her to, no matter who could be hurt in the process. Most of all, he was terrified for his soul. Mike was a religious man, having been raised in a Methodist church, as well as his late grandfather being a Southern Baptist minister. He knew that any and all decisions he made in his life would have to be answered for someday. While Mike didn’t subscribe to the idea that all things are as black and white as a one-way ticket to either Heaven or Hell, there were certain situations in his mind that qualified as just that. Participating in the enslavement of an intelligent, sentient person was damn near the top of that list. Taking a deep breath, Mike moved to sit cross-legged on his double bed. Seeing that the girl was still kneeling in the corner, he asked, “Why are you still kneeling there?” She responded simply. “My master has not yet given me permission to move.” Oh… duh. No free will. “Please, come sit here with me.” Mike patted the bed. She happily stood and moved toward the bed. Mike could now see that she was rather short, maybe an inch or two shorter than him. In spite of this, however, he could tell his previous guess about her curviness were correct; she was wonderfully shaped. She sat cross-legged on the foot of the bed, face-to-face with Mike. Gently taking her hands in his, Mike began to speak very seriously. “Genie, please understand that this situation is all very overwhelming for me. I’m trying to comprehend everything that’s happened this morning. I have quite a few questions that need as straight and honest answers as you can give. Is that ok?” “Of course, master.” Her face softened with a smile. They conversed for some time. The genie first confirmed for Mike that she was, in fact, created to be a subservient creature incapable of disobeying her master. Additionally, she explained that, as her master, she is considered his property to be dealt with as he wished. Anything about her that displeased him could be punished with isolation, beatings, torture, or even her destruction. All were within Mike’s rights. She also confirmed that her powers could be used for anything of an erotic or sexual nature, including actions considered illegal under modern law, without any consequences. Her powers could even be used to commit unspeakable acts of pain on innocents, all with the full support and encouragement from her, since she only desires what her master desires. Mike then explained his religious background, and his apprehension to participating in any sort of enslavement, knowing full well the likely consequences when his time finally came. Seeking to comfort him, she explained that her servitude to him was thrust upon him and that, since he had no choice in the matter, the sin of her enslavement was not his burden to bear. Hearing this brought Mike to one of the most important questions he had in his mind. “Genie, is it possible for me to free you, and, if so, how would that play out?” She smiled sadly. “Master, you are exceedingly kind to ask such a thing. You are allowed to wish for my freedom. However, in doing so, you would merely be freeing me from my servitude to you. I do not have the power to grant a wish from you, or any master, that I no longer be bound as a servant genie altogether. “If you were to wish for my freedom from you, I would return to my vessel, whereupon the next person to open it would become my new master. While I do not fully know the nature of my vessel, it is clear to me that, in solving the puzzle last night, you disabled some sort of magical security system that was preventing the locket from opening. As I no longer detect any magical energy from any part of my vessel, I can only hypothesize that the next person to obtain the locket would have no difficulty opening it by hand.” Hearing her explanation, Mike now knew full well that there was no easy answer to his dilemma. On the one hand, he could take custody of this girl, treating as humanely as possible, but in doing so ran the risk of what would happen to him once his number was up. Conversely, he could wish her free, clearing himself from this entire situation. However, if someone without the “outstanding moral fiber” Mike apparently possessed then claimed her, he could be condemning her to a life pain, not to mention the countless people that could be hurt by such a person gaining control of her powers. He knew he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he allowed that to happen. After pondering for a few minutes, Mike finally believed he had formulated the best possible solution. Taking a deep breath, he made a wish. “Genie, I will never view you as a slave. I know that your very nature makes you completely obedient to me, but if you truly are bound to me for life, as you say you are, then the only capacity I want you to serve me in is as an equal partner. To that end, I wish for you to have as much free will as it is possible for you to have. I wish for you to be able to enjoy everything this world has to offer you, not because I allow you to experience it, but because you deserve to experience it. Is this a wish that you can grant?” She closed her eyes for a moment, before nodding. Tingle. Flash. “It’s done, master.” Unable to hold back any longer, tears began streaming down her face. “What’s wrong? Are you ok?” She nodded. “Master, I am wonderful. Genie servants are never supposed to expect or even hope for any kindness or consideration from their masters. It goes against our purpose of servitude. That you would use your first wish to grant me free will, it is the greatest gift I could ever imagine.” She lunged forward, gripping Mike in a tight hug. “Thank you,” she whispered. Gently rubbing her back, Mike couldn’t resist the call of his sarcastic wit returning to him. “It’s not that big a deal. Technically, it was my second wish,” he said with a smartass grin. At first, he wasn’t sure if she understood the humor. However, with a slight snort, she burst out into a full on giggle fit. “That’s true I suppose!” Her laugh was intoxicating to Mike, so pure and full of life. He knew immediately that he would never get tired of trying to make her laugh. Glancing at the clock, Mike was shocked at what time it was. “Wow! 11:15 already? No wonder I’m starving.” He stood and motioned for the girl to follow him. “Would you like something to eat? You must be hungry, if you’ve been sitting there all night, waiting for me to wake up.” Mike slipped on a pair of gym shorts and his orange Auburn University t-shirt. She smiled. “Sure. I don’t require food to exist, but it certainly helps in keeping my energy up. Plus, it’s an experience I’d love to have, having never eaten before.” She gasped momentarily. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said something so forward…” Mike placed his finger over her lips, silencing her. “No apologies. That was a very good thing you said. That’s the free will I wished for you to have beginning to shine through. Embrace it, don’t fight it.” She smiled. “I’ll try. This is just such a big adjustment for me. It will take some time.” “I understand,” Mike replied, making his way into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he asked her, “is leftover pizza ok?” “Sure. I’ve never eaten before, but my powers do give me a basic concept of the modern world and the things in it. Pizza is baked cheese and tomato sauce on a bread-like crust, right?” “You got it.” Mike placed four slices on a plate and stuck it in the microwave. As their food warmed up, he turned to the girl. “I’ve got to apologize. I just now realized that I haven’t even asked your name until now. I assume your name isn’t genie, is it? She giggled. “You can call me anything you wish, but no, genie is not my name. That would be like me calling you human.” Mike immediately understood. “That makes sense. You aren’t the Hulk after all.” “Hulk?” Her eyes narrowed. Tingle. “Oh, right. PUNY HUMAN!!!” She raised her arms above her head doing her best Hulk impersonation. As Mike laughed at the spot on impression, she continued, “as far as my name is concerned, I don’t have one yet. The privilege of naming me is yours alone.” “Wow, ok. Let me think…” Mike had never named anything before, except a goldfish while he was in kindergarten. He ran through a few names in his head. Let’s see… Sarah? Nah, too boring. Hope? Nice name, but… she doesn’t really look like a Hope. As he continued trying to think of the perfect name, the microwave signaled that the pizza was ready. As he pulled the food out and separated it onto two plates, he absentmindedly started whistling, as he often did when some tune was stuck in his head. He froze halfway through as he finally realized the perfect name. “Melody.” “Pardon?” Sitting at the table, she couldn’t completely hear him from the kitchen. With a big smile on his face, Mike brought the food and a couple of Cokes to the table. “Your name is Melody.” She sat for a moment, basking in the moment. “I love it!” She leapt out of her chair, throwing her arms around Mike’s neck and bouncing up and down in sheer joy. “I love it, love it, LOVE IT!” When she finally came down from her excitement, she gently took his face in her hands. “Thank you, master.” “Oh, and one more thing. I’d much prefer you to call Mike, not master. Ya know, that whole ‘equal partner’ thing.” “Of course mast- Mike.” Mike smiled. “Now, you need to sit down and eat your first meal, before it gets cold. Unless you’re one of those crazy people that LIKES cold pizza.” Her eyes lit up. “Oh, right! I totally forgot!” As Melody took her first bite, the look on her face said it all. She was in heaven. “This. Is. AWESOME! Oh my God, this is great. Good thing I’m a Genie, or I’d probably eat so much of this that I’d blow up like a balloon!” “Well, if you like that, you’ll love the Coke.” She took the cold can in hand and took a large sip. “Oh, this is good too… oh wow! The bubbles! They tickle on the way down!” Mike laughed. “That’s how you know they mixed it well.” As she continued to dig into her food, Mike couldn’t help but sit back and take in her unbridled joy at each new experience she was having. As he leisurely ate his lunch, Mike again couldn’t help but admire her. The angelic face, gorgeous hair, and her glorious cleavage, just peeking through her V-neck shirt, he was entranced by all of it. As they finished eating, Melody seemingly knew exactly what he was thinking. “Mike, were you by chance checking me out just now?” She flashed a knowing grin. “Because if you were, I might just be flattered.” Caught red-handed! “I, uh… couldn’t help myself. I’ve honestly never met a more gorgeous girl in my entire life.” She giggled. “So sweet. And that’s not surprising. Remember when I mentioned that my essence enveloped you to determine the proper form to take?” Mike nodded, remembering the blue smoke from last night. “This body is formulated from your subconscious, essentially as the embodiment of your ideal woman, both physically and mentally. From my personality, I can tell that you enjoy women who are smart, witty, caring, unafraid to speak their minds…” She glanced at him with a mischievous look on in her eyes. “…As well as a woman not afraid to, shall we say, take the initiative when the mood strikes her.” Mike’s eyes widened as he started feeling an awakening south of the border. Not flinching for an instant, Melody continued, “Seriously, Mike, we really should address… what’s the phrase again? The elephant in the room?” She stood and slowly walked around the table to where Mike sat. “You have a beautiful, all-powerful sex genie at your disposal, willing and able to please you in any way you can possibly imagine.” She stood beside him, tracing the outline of his broad shoulder with her finger. “Yet, your first concerns were for me, not yourself. You made possibly the sweetest and most selfless wish imaginable, all for me.” “It… it was no big deal. Just what needed to be done,” Mike stammered. Melody smiled, and slid onto the chair, sitting sideways on his lap. “Well, as your genie servant, I will gladly submit myself to you, anytime, anywhere. But, even if I weren’t bound to you, and were just some random girl getting to know you…” she leaned close to his ear and whispered, “…I’d have fallen head over heels for you anyway.” She blew a soft stream of air in his ear before pulling back. Mike was certain she could now feel his hardening cock pressing against her ass. Melody now looked him square in the eyes. “So here’s the thing. I personally believe that a great guy like you deserves to be rewarded. So, unless you explicitly tell me not to, I plan to use my free will right now to drag you over to that couch…” she wrapped her arms around his neck, “…pull your shorts off…” she slowly moved her face closer to his, “…and suck your cock. That ok by you?” Mike was absolutely flabbergasted. He didn’t know what to say. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined a woman this beautiful seducing him like this. Being completely speechless, he decided to follow his dad’s age-old advice: “If you don’t know what to say, don’t.” Tentatively, he closed the remaining distance between their faces and met Melody’s lips with his own. Placing his hand gently on her cheek, he kissed her softly and tenderly for several minutes, never escalating, simply enjoying his explorations of her soft, perfect lips. As her breathing deepened, he slowly increased his kissing to be more passionate, occasionally flicking his tongue against her lips before returning to his softer style. The third time he did this, however, she was ready for him, entwining her tongue with his. Keeping their lips firmly sealed together, their tongues danced, uncovering every inch of the others’ mouth. After what seemed like ages, but in reality, was only about 10 minutes, they finally broke their embrace, panting and sighing in contentment. “Wow…” was all Mike could say. Melody giggled. “Wow indeed. But I’m not done with you yet, mister.” She slid off of his lap and, taking his hand in hers, led him over to the dark brown sofa in the living room. Melody smiled mischievously, knelt in front of him as he stood, and slipped her fingers into the waistband of his shorts. She slowly slid the shorts and his boxer briefs down together, being careful not to scratch his engorged member. Mike subconsciously held his breath, expecting her disappointment, or at least surprise. He was not big by any means, less than 5 inches fully erect. However, as she examined the object of her desire, he saw nothing but lust and anticipation in her eyes. She lightly licked the tip, causing Mike’s knees to buckle slightly. Melody giggled, clearly pleased with herself, and directed him to lay long ways on the sofa. As Mike extended his legs on the sofa towards the armrest, he propped up a couple of pillows on the armrest at his back, allowing him to sit up. “Gotta get the best viewing experience,” he said to Melody with a smirk. Melody carefully straddled him at his knees, smiling as she lowered her face to his crotch. He watched her intently as she did so, and noticed that her hair was just long enough to obscure her face while in this position. As he was about to pull her hair out of her face for her, Mike suddenly had a brilliant idea. “Melody, I wish your hair would stay out of your face, so that I can fully enjoy watching you.” Tingle. Flash. “But of course,” she said with a wink. A simple, black headband appeared on her head, keeping her gorgeous red hair behind her ears and giving Mike a perfect view of her cute face. She turned her attention back to Mike’s rigid cock. She began to give him a long, slow lick, starting at the base. She took a full fifteen seconds before finally reaching the tip. Hearing Mike’s moans of pleasure, she gave a throated laugh in self-satisfaction. “Someone likes that, I see.” She began the same process again, this time sweeping her tongue back and forth as she licked him. She started back down his length, taking him fully into her mouth, and sealing her lips around him as she reached the base. Melody moaned as she felt his erect cock in her mouth, partially in delight, but also to increase the sensations he was feeling. She slowly retreated back up at the same deliberate pace as before, this time swirling her tongue around him as she sucked. Again reaching the tip, she released him from her lips with a slight pop. Once more, she returned her mouth to the base of his cock, this time placing her tongue firmly on his underside as she began to suck at an increasing pace. Occasionally throwing a swirl or two in for good measure, Mike was slowly losing control in all of the best ways. Gripping the backrest of the sofa with his left arm, the cushion he was seated on with his right, he attempted to regain control to stave off his orgasm for a bit longer. Strangely, he began to hear Melody’s voice in his head. I don’t want you to worry about that. You just relax and enjoy. You don’t even need to warn me. Just cum. Right. Down. My. Throat. What the hell was that? Mike wasn’t sure what had just happened, but the increased bobbing of Melody’s head made concentrating on that impossible at the moment. Fuck, I’ll figure it out later… Sensing his climax rapidly approaching, Mike followed her apparent instructions and relaxed, enjoying the ride. Watching her work was just incredible. While she wasn’t moving at the fast pace typically seen in porn flicks, the suction of her lips and masterful movements of her tongue were simply mind-blowing. As she looked up at him with her gorgeous, emerald eyes, shining with both vulnerability and lust, all at the same time, Mike’s orgasm arrived in full force. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUUUUUUCK!” In possibly the biggest orgasm of his life, Mike erupted into her mouth, spewing rope after rope of cum down her throat. Melody took every drop of it masterfully, before sucking him from base to tip one last time, cleaning him up and squeezing every last bit of his juice from him. Grabbing a throw blanket draped over the armrest, Melody crawled up to lay her head on Mike’s chest and pulled the blanket over them. Mike sighed, exhausted and completely content, as he kissed her forehead and drifted off to sleep.

I love being a mom and I would do anything for my kids. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can stay home and take care of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alien attack. He is a good boy, tall and thin but filling out nicely. He has good manners and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old fashion man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and round and they are thin and tall. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easy to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world. Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn’t expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way? He hadn’t noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open. I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son’s sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to head toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his hard cock. I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean clothes and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the slit and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn’t believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn’t realized I had put my own hand inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner. I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said, “hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon.” Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the hamper. I couldn’t believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny automatic trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make noise masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every hole (and I still can’t believe that was an image in my head.) I was sure I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined cream stuck to my pussy. I didn’t want to take them off. So I didn’t. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for sure without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. It wasn’t long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my panties he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it. He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stay busy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking bent to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn’t say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing look in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said “well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don’t want to be a distraction.” and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting. I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too good and too normal, mother - son. I needed to know what he was doing and snuck off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the second time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a piece of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my strength to not run in and jump on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock head swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home. The evening seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again. After dinner everyone went their separate way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door open on purpose. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty. Again, I dried slowly and applied lotion seeing him behind me in my small make up mirror. He again had my panties in his hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our scents from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined flavors was extremely exciting for me. To have one of my most favorite people in the world excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn’t want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire time I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to enter my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the door open more than a crack and I was able to stand across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second time today. I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked panties were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my thick pussy lips and my mind on seeing Brian. Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to clean up in the bathroom and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to take him in my mouth. In the morning the girls were up early and watching TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the covers rubbing my swollen clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer camp but was saying he didn’t feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a great day. After he left I couldn’t finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another pair of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and knew he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little panty cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this time planning to make sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to look like his cum slut now. I went to his room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a glass of orange juice. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As much as I could I would bend and flash making sure he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my cover up like a couple of runaway kittens. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn’t really cover everything up. I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shell in the garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his hands went on my boobs. He searched them and felt the hard nipples, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said "more please" and thankfully he did it more. I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those panties. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those panties on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after stream of cum up the crack and halfway up my back. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina flood those panties more. Everything happened so fast the egg wasn’t even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the first time. It was as hard as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and knees and looked behind at him and said please. He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slid all the way, in one very deep stroke. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his name, begging him to fuck me harder and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don’t know how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my face to the floor and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging. Brian fucked me good that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .

I always went to the same hairstylist when I get my hair cut and it wasn't just that she was a talented hair dresser. We just had a good, easy rapport and she was easy on the eyes. Her name was Lauren and she had two kids and a boyfriend who wasn't their father. She was a little thicker for having the kids but she also had a decent pair on her chest. We got along well enough that my welcome appointments became every few weeks and the other stylists started joking about our "relationship" and me being her boyfriend. Especially Jen, her friend with pink hair and piercings who worked there. Jen was a little more fit, but she didn't have Lauren's titties. She was pale with freckles while Lauren was a little more tanned. They were the only two working when I went in to get my hair cut. They were more giggly than usual so I guessed they must have been talking about me before I came in. When I sat in the chair, Jen was managing two middle aged women for a dye job and shampoo. By the time my haircut was over, Jen was only finishing the second lady and she now had a third appointment waiting. They just kept giving each other glances and giggling. Then, when Lauren finished, she stood behind me, looking at me in the mirror at her station and said, "We both know you're not coming here for the haircuts. I mean, I can keep cutting your hair, but for a hundred dollars more I could do a real job on you... if that's the sort of thing you're interested in." She hadn't said it loudly so that we wouldn't be heard by the other customers, but Jen managed to stick her head around the corner and giggled, "Hey Lauren, if you need to use the back, it's available..." "What do you think?" If she was nervous you couldn't tell. She squinted a cute, smart look directly at me and pushed bottom lip forward slightly with her tongue. "Yeah, let's do it." I wanted a piece of her. She led me to the back of the shop where they had sinks and reclining chairs for washing hair and a station for nails and their esthetician as well as ear piercing. Once in the back, she drew the curtain closed. She stuck outa hip and said, "We just have to keep this... professional. Okay?" I said, "of course." Scrutinizing me mockingly she said, "So I guess you want to see my tits now?" I nodded. She pulled her shirt over her head and glanced at the curtain that separated us from the other customers before unfastening her bra behind her back a letting it drop to the floor. Her tits were pretty fucking nice, each one larger than a handful with pale puffy nipples capping them. She sat me at a washing station and leaned over me to turn on the water to help provide background noise. Her titties brushed the side of my face. They were soft. Now lean back and relax. She unfastened my pants and quickly got out my stiffening prick with her hands. I don't know if she offered this service to any of her other customers, but she wasn't unskilled. Her hands ran the length of me, gripping the base and pulling upwards with a twist. Her boyfriend was a lucky guy. "Isn't this better than asking about my kids and my boyfriend?" I smiled while she stopped for a minute to add a drop of hand lotion which she rubbed onto her hanging tits leaving them glistening before going back to work on me. She smiled as she brought me closer to the edge while for my part I tried not to make any sound that would get us caught and stared at her teardrop shaped breasts... I tensed and came in several large spurts that landed my stomach, her arm and ran down onto her hand. She bit her lip, satisfied with her achievement before turning to wash her hands in the running water and giving me a moments rest. She started to get dressed. "Wait, what would I get for two hundred more?" I said, not wanting her to cover those beauties up yet. Incredulous, she asked, "Are you serious?" "Yeah, just stop putting on your clothes." I said. Dropping her shirt to the floor again, she said flirtatiously, "Okay, well why don't you show me what you think two hundred dollars should buy you." I started pulling off her pants and she tried not to laugh. Bending her over the esthetician's table, running my fingers over her slippery mound, I pushed the head of my cock against her moist lips while she tried to control her breathing. The running water helped to disguise what we were doing, but it wouldn't cover up moans or slapping skin so I tried to fuck her as quietly as possible. She was biting her lip and dropping her jaw. I could hear the cash register chime and the door lock as the last customer left for the night. "Jen! Come on back here! I know you're just listening to us." I got a wicked idea and said, "You do the piercing here, don't you?" Her eyes were huge as saucers and her mouth hung open in an incredulous smile as she came into the back, watching me take long steady strokes into her friend who was defiling their work area. "Yes..." "Did you do all your own piercings?" I asked. "Not all of them." She never took her eyes off her friend just bent over like it was business as usual. "How much is a nipple piercing?" I was enjoying embarrassing her. "$90" came the reply. "Okay. Did you pierce your own nipples?" I hoped. I always loved pierced nipples on girls. She had tats down both arms and behind her ear and along her collar bone, her hair was pink and she already had her lips, tongue, eyebrow, nose and ears pierced, so it was a safe bet that she had other piercings I couldn't see. "Yes." She blushed. "Can I see them?" I was forward. "Okay..." She lifted her shirt to show me her pierced pink nipples. "Those look great!" I felt myself get a little harder inside Lauren's pussy as I saw them. "Thanks." she said almost giggling at the ridiculous situation. "Really nice! Right Lauren? Do you like them?" I gave her a few extra deep thrusts to get her attention. She grunted a yes in reply. "Great! Then it's settled!" I exclaimed. I turned back to Jen and prompted her to just remove her shirt if she would. "I would like to buy Lauren's boyfriend a gift in appreciation for having such a fucking sexy girlfriend. Something he'll enjoy. Pierce her nipples, both of them. I'm paying." I said matter of factly. Jen looked at Lauren for approval. All Lauren said was, "Fuck. Really? Okay." I could tell that Jen was at least a little turned on doing this. She got her stuff picked out and sat at her station "You can't move so much! You guys." She said giggling. I slowed down and fucked her long and deep but dug my fingers into her hip fat to steady her. One by one, Jen pushed needles through Lauren's puffy nipples and then pushed gold hoops through each one. Lauren moaned as I fucked her and let out a sharp little chirp when the needle went through her and hyperventilated until the gold hoop was in. She was enjoying herself. Holding her still like this only served to heighten the only two sensations she was getting. The penetration through her sore nipples and the cock penetrating her from behind. She was dripping wet. I grabbed her waist and twisted her so that one leg was over my shoulder and her stomach was facing Jen. I gave her a few good thrusts to make her sore teets bounce back and forth before clamping down on those hips again. "Now pierce her belly button." I ordered. Jen groaned in disbelief, "Oh my god!" Jen was swift and without delay she pushed her needle through Lauren's flesh again. Causing Lauren to hyperventilate again. I was on a roll, "Now do her nose." "What?" Even Jen wasn't sure how far we would go. "Do it." I ordered again, "A big gold hoop." I started fucking her hard again and gently slapped her nipples playfully. She groaned in ecstasy from the pain and the pleasure. Lauren was ecstatic and euphoric and had never felt so overwhelmed and consented by gasping"...okay. Fuck. Do it." Jen got in real close to Lauren's face and gave her a little kiss on the lips. She looked up at me, "Nostril or septum?" "Septum." I confirmed. Her hyper breathing was intense now through the big gold nose ring. "Now do the lower lip, center." Jen didn't even pause this time, she didn't ask permission and Lauren was too close to release now, she didn't do anything to stop us. Lauren was moaning loudly now. I knew she was finally going to cum and I knew just what to do to push her over the edge. "One more I think... The tongue. You need a barbell on that tornado tongue of yours." I gave her beautiful tits a squeeze playfully, sending shivers through her. In protest, Lauren let out a guttural cry but in obedience she dropped her jaw and stuck out her tongue. Jen put a clamp on Lauren's tongue and brought the needle down in front of Lauren's face. She started to hyperventilate awkwardly around the clamp and I started to fuck her as fast and hard as I could given the circumstances. I timed myself to finish inside Lauren just after the needle went in. I knew she was on the edge and this would push her over. The needle pushed hard through her tongue and I felt Lauren's legs start to shake and quiver. In that moment with the needle stuck through her clamped tongue, she started her orgasm on my cock. Her whole ass was shaking now and she was still trying to hold her head still. The waves of intense pleasure rolled through her body, making her twist every available muscle that she was allowed to move. I reached around and gently flicked her tender nipples before squeezing her tits roughly. Even after Jen had screwed the ball bearing onto the barbell, she held onto the clamp and tugged playfully at it all through Lauren's great orgasm. And that is what I was watching when I came deep inside my stylist's juicy pussy. Jen didn't let go of Lauren's tongue until she had come down from her powerful orgasm, drool ran out of her mouth. I slipped out of her and she felt my seed slide down her thigh. "I can't believe you just came in me!" After everything we had just done to her, this was still shocking but she wasn't overly angry as much as astounded. I very sincerely said, "Yeah thanks for not stopping me. That was awesome!" She pulled her pants up and glimpsed herself in the mirror. "I'm not keeping all of these, you know." She wasn't disgusted but was clearly judging her new body jewelry for the first time. I countered with, "Well I'm only paying for the ones you keep." "Well..." she thought about it a little longer. "Keep the nipples, their sexy as hell," Jen said as she put on her shirt. "...And the tongue", Lauren surprised us by chiming in, "for my boyfriend." They rang me up, I tipped big and then said, "See you in a few weeks." Jen smiled wickedly and said, "Come close to closing time again and maybe you can pierce me somewhere." I said, "Definitely." And left a happy man.

The destruction of Aisha Section 1 Aisha was fourteen and a freshman at Tiger High School. At five foot two inches, she barely weighed a hundred pounds. She loved her long dark hair that hung down to the middle of her shoulder blades. Her firm perky breast were filling in nicely. Her hyper sensitive full dark nipples were perpetually hard. But it was her perfect smile which accentuated her dark brown eyes with their golden specks, drawing everyone’s attention. Between church, homework and her sports she was always busy, with little free time left for herself. Which made her parents extremely happy as it left no time for boys. She was on the school’s track and field and swim teams. This kept her very fit and gave her a sense of pride in her looks. Despite being born and raised in America, Aisha’s parents and three siblings were all devout Muslims that attended Friday prayers every week. She loved her family and tried to be the best daughter she could be. She was an obedient, straight A student, who would stay up late working on any extra credit assignments so she could attend a great college. “Helping out around the house cheerfully.” Or that is what she told her parents. However, she held a deeper darker secret which forced her to conceal her true self from her family behind the facade. She was a masochist who wanted nothing less than the most extreme treatment. She often fantasized about being tortured before being snuffed out for another’s entertainment. It was not till she was in the eighth grade when she came across sexstories.com. She created an account and started reading the different genres of stories. But it was the snuff stories which truly drew her in. Over the last year she would pretend to stay up and do the many extra credit assignment till her parents crawled into bed. The truth was she had delved head long into the site, devouring story after story. But it was always the darkest stories that gave her the best orgasms. She would read several other genres before she made her way to the snuff stories, where she would let her hands find their way into her pajama bottoms to her soft moist folds. She always enjoyed the stories where the girls were willing victims. Getting off on the knowledge she was about to be tortured to death and still seeking it. Over the last few months she had discovered a particular writer who went by the user name “ThisIsJimmy!.” She came to believe he was a god of words. His stories—chapters in his dark bible— burned into her very soul as she read and reread them. She left glowing testimonials in each of their comments sections and valiantly defended his work from those who posted anything but a glowing review. Then it happened. After months of following him, he sent her a private message: DeadlyNightshade I desired to express gratitude for all your generous words. I must apologize. But I had to check if your profile was accurate and you were actually a real woman and not another man pretending. I appreciate all my fans. But there is something about knowing I have really touched my female audience as it appears I have with you. Jim Her excitement grew and grew as she read and reread his message. She started to write a prepared response just in case. She had a full fake background with a series of nudes she had found online. But she stopped in mid-sentence, deleting it before responding with the truth: Jim I worship you; you’re like a god to me. Your writing speaks to my very core. Yes I am a girl. I lied about my age when I signed up. But I swear that is all I lied about. I am Muslim, though my family moved from Pakistan before I was born. Nightshade Needing to pee, Aisha had just made it to the door when her computer chimed. She cursed at herself as she quickly hurried to mute it so as not to wake her parental units. She froze, eyes locked on screen. He had replied to her. He was online at this very moment. Aisha mouthed it as she read it. How old are you? Her heart sank as she thought the very worst. But she replied with: nothing more than fourteen, Sir. And clicked send. She held her breath for what felt like an eternity. Dizziness suddenly swept over her, forcing her to take a seat at the foot of the bed and forgetting her need to pee. Then the chime letting her know a message had arrived. She rushed to open it and sighed with relief when she read it: NightShade, Well I guess we should keep that to ourselves. So what is your story? What brought you to works such as mine? Jim Her fingers flew over the keys trying to keep up with her mind as she tried to sound intelligent. Jim, I have always had this strange feeling in me. But it was not till I stumbled across this site that I truly began to understand what it was I needed. Your words spoke to me. When reading your work, it was like poetry. I was able to almost feel what each of those girls felt and I wanted to experience it myself. You captured the moment so well. I wanted to experience it too. You’re like my own personal GOD. Maybe I am just screwed up and need therapy. But I want you to do all those things to me. NightShade Beaming as she read his reply the anxious feeling was washed away by the insane itch growing between her legs. She could feel herself swell as the moisture oozed out onto her bed. Nightshade, It is truly rare for someone to fully understand themselves. And at such a young age it is a gift. And one I am happy to have helped bless you with. I would have to make it a more unique experience for one who is as devoted as you. And if I am your God as you say, then you should be showing me the proper respect as any devout Christian should. Do you not agree? Jim Aisha thought about how to respond. She had already committed a mortal sin by telling Jim he was her God. But if she continued, she knew Allah would not forgive her. But Allah had never spoken to her as Jim had. So, she stared at the screen for several long moments. She was committed and before she could second guess her decision, Aisha was excitedly typing and sending her reply: Lord My lord I’m on my knees begging your forgiveness for my sin against you. I would humbly sacrifice myself upon your alter in which ever fashion you deemed worthy. I would give you my very soul in front of Allah and his prophet. Your humble and ever obedient slave, NightShade His response took longer. Aisha thought maybe she took it too far. But when the page showed she had a message she felt giddiness as she opened and read it. Nightshade, I cannot think of you as a slave. While your fantasies may have a high level of the BDSM lifestyle, your ultimate fantasies are about being tortured and finally snuffed out. I see you as a Qurbani. A sacrifice waiting for the ritual to begin. One I am most willing to give you if you truly seek this fate. But be warned Qurbani, it has a final end. Jim There was no thought as Aisha replied. She felt light headed with the possible thought of someone who truly understood her darkest fantasies and desires. My Lord, I wish nothing less than to prove myself on your alter. If you would grant me your blessing, I would do any ritual you command of me. Command me, my Lord God. I am yours for the taking. She paused for a minute as she thought. She wondered if he had actually done this before. Would he really do this with her or was it just a fantasy for him. She continued typing: My Lord God. May I ask, have you ever done what you have described in real life before? Your Willing Qurbani Qurbani If you truly seek your Lords blessing child. He will grant you the opportunity to prove your worth. But be warned. You must suffer your complete destruction through humiliation and pain as I completely degrade you in front of the entire world. Yes my Qurbani I have. Jim Aisha instantly felt her juices soak her panties as she read his last message. Her heart skipped several beats just imagining him doing the stuff she had read about. My Lord Is this just fantasy or will you really do these things to me, My Lord God? Your Qurbani She clicked the send button before she could over think it. She was scared and at the same time excitedly hopeful. Eagerly, she opened his next message as fast as it had appeared. Qurbani If you would like to keep it an online fantasy, I understand. I’d rather see this to its end and fulfill both our needs. If you desire that too, then follow the link to my messenger and call. Jim Aisha quickly opened the message and sent a request to Jim. Her legs bounced a hundred miles a minute as she nervously sat there waiting to see if he would accept the invite. An image of a camera lens with a red eye appeared in the center of her screen. And a message appeared in the box to the side under her own image. Jim: Sorry I cannot use my video or voice at this time. Aisha: It’s ok. I cannot talk as my parental units are in the other room and might hear. Jim: I see you were telling the truth about your age. Are you sure you want to be my Qurbani? You can have a long life. Aisha: A long unhappy life, my Lord. I am your willing Qurbani my lord. Please. Her eyes were pleading for his acceptance. Jim: Remove your garments and bare yourself for judgment, Qurbani. Alisha: Yes, my lord. She sat her laptop on her bed and adjusted the screen to make sure the camera had the optimum angle before stepping back and out of her pajama bottoms. Her thin tank top followed revealing her dark hard nipples to the camera as it hit the floor beneath her feet. Her panties slid down to the floor revealing her flawless teen athlete body its light olive skin. Her smooth pussy swelled with desire. She kicked them off, knowing he would expect her to be completely nude from his writing. Her body burned red as her self-conscious mind screamed to her modesty. Turning so her back was to the camera, she bent bending over showing him her silky-smooth slit, at his command. She then followed his command, crawling onto her bed so that her legs were on either side of her laptop. She showed her tiny inner lips as her hands spread herself open to show her god what he wanted. Jim: You’re a virgin. That is extremely rare these days. Aisha: Yes, my lord. I was waiting to find the right man to give myself to . Jim: You mean the right God. How often do you shave your cunt, Qurbani? Aisha: Yes my lord God. I was waiting for you, without realizing it. I wax every three weeks for swim competitions, my lord. He ordered Aisha to her knees, to remain kneeling while she kept her legs spread while they talked for his viewing pleasure. For the next two hours she answered every question he asked. Giving him every personal detail he requested. She gave him everyone in her phone’s details and numbers—her passwords to her email and social media accounts. He had her Full name, address, and her entire families details she had. Aisha was his disciple and she worshiped him knowing full well he would take her soul. She felt the fear of getting caught walking around her family home fully exposed as she took her God on a video tour. He finally allowed her to relieve herself in the grass near the swimming pool. Charlie was all too happy to have a visitor out in the house this late at night following her. It was almost four am when she was finally allowed to go to bed. Like Allah, Jim told her she was not allowed to touch herself. He promised he would reward her good behavior in a few day. He also told her he would not contact her for two days. She was to consider what was being discussed. He was giving her a change to change her mind and just befriends.

The destruction of Aisha Section Two It was a good thing Aisha was so familiar with her daily routine. Despite being tired from the late night with her newfound God. He was all she could think about. The few questions she did ask him only made him more of a myth in her mind. She knew rationally he was just a man. But still he had the power of life and death. He had read her own fantasy and corrected her to the reality of the torture. And yet she still craved it…no, needed it. She had confessed to him. Told him that she wanted to prove to herself that she could withstand any level of torture for her faith, like Joan of Arc. She wanted to prove worthy of her God’s love. The problem was she did not care for the gods in the modern era. She wanted a real God. One who would control her and prove to her he had real power over her. Jim had spoken to her. His writings were of a real God. And he had promised to prove them both worthy of the others love. She had confessed that she had always gotten off on being humiliated since she was a little girl. She would push her mother and father to the point where they would pull her pants down and beat her ass in public. She confessed that her father had given her first orgasm when he had her bent over his knee. Of how she ground herself into his knee a split second before the blow landed to find a sensation so powerful she kept giving him reason to swat her again. Till it happened. The eruption was so powerful. So violent that her father thought he had truly caused her physical injury as she fell upon the floor in convulsions in front of him. On lunch break, she sat in the field alone like most days sitting under her favorite tree reading Jim’s stories longing to experience everything he wrote about. In classes, she found herself daydreaming that it was her in his stories. She could not get them out of her mind. Even swimming did little to ease her tormented mind. When her body hit the water, she forced herself to hold her breath the entire length of the pool only to gulp once before turning back, imagining him holding her face under the water. She orgasmed as her swimsuit rode up and pinched her pussy while her kicking gave it just the right pressure. Her couch admonished her for her sloppy performance. She was bright red when she climbed out of the water, looking nervously about to see how many have watched her as she did. And then she felt more shame as she realized she wanted them to see her. She wrote about it and posted it under her fantasy series during her last class of the day. By the following night Aisha felt like she was going to explode. Like a drug addict she kept rereading all his stories, unable to focus on anything else. She would find herself grinding into whatever she was sitting on as she continued to read. Around eight o’clock the doorbell rang and her mother called her to the door to sign for a package. The driver gave her a small box and her mother watched as she open the package. A beautiful perfume bottle and a card were inside. “The card read from your secret admirer.” She gave a single spritz from the bottle and instantly crinkled her nose. It was not a sweet smell. But Charlie seemed to like it, sniffing all about the area. Her mother shrugged saying; “boys. They have no idea about smells.” Aisha laid on her stomach atop her bed trying to do her homework. The bottle laid next to her like a divine gift. She realized it was from him as soon as she read its label: “Scent of Bitch.” She was not sure if he would make her wait another day to decide. She had decided the moment they began talking she was his to do with as he pleased. Both her laptop and phone chimed in unison, causing her to jump. She quickly accepted his video invite. The big red camera lens which she thought of as the eye of her real Lord and God appeared. Jim: Have you decided Qurbani? Aisha: Yes, my Lord. I give you my heart, soul and body. Jim: What do you wish for, Qurbani? Say it. [i] Aisha: [i]I want to be your sacrifice, your Qurbani. I want to be humiliated, degraded, abused. To serve you in every way you desire. To be tortured and—when you’re finished with me— you to snuff me on your alter. A link appeared on the massager. WWW.Aishasdestruction.com Jim: everything we do together, my little Qurbani, will be posted here for the world to see. You will blog on the site every day to give it content. Aisha: Yes, my Lord. Jim: If you decide to be my Qurbani, you must obey my every command without hesitation. Or I will send this link to your entire family and cast you out of heaven. Is that understood, Qurbani? Aisha: Yes, my Lord. Please. I choose your alter. Jim: Then disrobe. And kneel. Aisha instantly disrobed and kneeled in front of her computer, head slightly bowed forward, hands placed behind her back. She awaited instructions for nearly twenty minutes before she was told to get her hijab on and climb onto her bed. She leaned against her pile of pillows at the head of her bed and spread her legs. Her beautiful eyes were all that could be seen through her royal blue Hijab. She felt some relief as she wrapped her hijab around her head, concealing her face as her legs spread open, allowing a perfect view of her tight little pussy to the Eye of God. She knew he was recording her as she ran her soft delicate hands up the side of her stomach showing off her toned figure. It excited her that he was going to put her on the internet. But she had mixed feeling that no one would recognize her. She was thankful on one hand but on the other she wanted to be degraded. She looked straight at the camera; now focused on pleasing her God She tried giving him the best show. She bite her lower lip as her hands reached her sensitive breast. Aisha’s hands circled around her swollen breast slowly making their way to their hyper sensitive nipples releasing a soft pleasured moan. It took effort to read his message as her fingers circled her nipples. But she obeyed his command and pulled them out as far as she could then pinching them between her nails hard. She instantly began whimpering as her body squirmed in mixed pain and pleasure. She did not ease up as her pleading eyes begged for more. She was not disappointed as he instructed her to play with her filthy cunt a few moments later. Her right hand slid down her stomach to the top of her engorged pussy. She continued to slide her fingers down between her now soaked slit still staring into the unblinking eye of her God. She spread herself open for him to show how wet she was. Her tongue slid across her sultry lips still hidden by the fabric of her hijab. His words were exciting her as she watched them appear on her screen under his eye; “your pretty little pussy is going to be destroyed before tonight is over Qurbani.” Her left hand joined the right, both holding her pussy open as the right index finger slowly traced around her opening. She nodded with pure lust as she read his next sentence; “You ready to lose your virginity Qurbani?” She gasped as she pushed her finger in and out as he commanded her. The excitement of having someone watching her had her mind in a complete blissful fog. At his command she pushed her middle finger in beside her index and increased speed. A primal sound of pleasure escaped past her lips. Her eyes fluttered several times as the pending orgasm built. She fought hard not to cum as she did not have permission. And that was part of his commandments laid out that first night. She was lost in the moment and when the command to remove he face cover came, it took her several moment to comply. It was clear on her face she was fighting back the orgasm. The squishing sound of her fingers now slamming in and out of her amplified her senses to near breaking. Gasping for air as her mouth open and closed, it took every bit of her control to hold herself from going over the edge. She had to fight through teary slanted eyes to read his message; tell me what you want my Qurbani. Say it so I can hear you. Groaning as she spoke; “Please my lord God. I need to cum so bad. Please may your worthless Qurbani cum?” the next chime was pure orgasmic bliss to her mind as she grabbed her nipple twisting it out, pinching for all she was worth. Aisha’s body began convulsing, her juices shooting all over her fingers and hand. The slurping noise was almost as loud as she was. cum ran down her ass crack as her body stiffened. The message still burning in her eyes as she let go to enjoy her divine reward. “Let the world see as you hurt your nipple. Then cum like a common whore.” Aisha conscious mind slowly regained some of her senses. She laid there for a moment longer before sitting up and looking at the unblinking eye. A message appeared a moment later. Jim: Welcome back Qurbani. Aisha: Thank you my Lord. Jim: thank you for what Qurbani? Get on your knees and show proper respect. Say it so I can hear it. Aisha quickly kneeled down bowing forward and spoke as loud as she dared; Thank you my Lord for blessing me with such a great orgasm. I worship thee. Thank you, thank you. Jim: Are you ready to surrender your virginity my beautiful Qurbani? You have permission to type again. Aisha: oh yes my Lord. I’m so ready to please you in whatever fashion you want. Her mind raced with the image of him appearing from nowhere. Snatching her as she walked home from school and taking her somewhere before brutally having his way with her. She felt her pussy moisten again as she kneeled Infront of her computer. Jim: Where is your gift, Qurbani? Aisha: It’s right here my Lord. I am most thankful for such a gift, My Lord. Jim: Lol. You will spritz it once on that filthy cunt every hour your awake starting now. Aisha jumped as she quickly spritzed the cool liquid onto her hot pussy as instructed. The sudden contrast sent shivers up and down her spines. Or maybe it was the fact that her God was blessing her with his desired oils. Aisha: Thank you, My Lord. I will wear your gift with pride. [i] Jim: [i]you are to switch to your phone Qurbani. Go outside to the grass patch in the back corner of your property with your family dog. Remain exposed as you are now. Aisha: Yes, My Lord. Aisha quickly did as she was told, grabbed her phone and switched their conversation to it before sneaking downstairs. Charlie was extremely excited to see her. His nose was buried between her legs every time she let go of his collar. This caused some issues trying to keep the eye of God up so he could clearly see everything. They finally had made their way to the grass pushing Charlie away so she could texted. Aisha: I’m where you commanded my Lord. Jim: It’s time for you to lose your virginity, Qurbani. Scent of bitch is a special blend of three female bitches’ pheromones. Every male dog will desire you from now to your end and you will pleasure them like a common whore. Aisha’s expression contorted with fear as she read his words, finally understanding his plan. She found tears begin to stream down her face and the thought of how dare he through her mind. She was not into bestiality. To be made to suffer this was too much. She found it hard to swallow, thinking about what he planned. But the longer the moment lingered the longer the thought burned her soul. Then the familiar sensation between her legs and stomach began. It started as a slight tingle. Then an itch before a burning desire. She was her lord’s property. She lived to serve her God in any manner that pleased him. Aisha: I live to serve my Lord God. Jim: There is a camera hidden in the bushes. Kneel facing your pool then place it between your knees and call your dog. You’re to encourage him to use you and fuck you like a common whore. Let it come natural, Qurbani. Aisha: Yes, my Lord. [.i] With tears still streaming down her face, she located the small black surveillance camera. Kneeling as instructed, she positioned the camera in place. There was no need to call Charlie as he was already pawing for attention. His nose was at her ass before she even leaned forward. As soon as she was on her hands and knees his cold nose was in her pussy, taking in her new scent. Unable to hold back, she gasped as the dogs snout spread her nether lips. The phone chimed and she saw Her Lord wanted her to spread her legs wider to allow Charlie better access. Then look up and forward. She jumped as Charlie’s tongue slid across her sensitive hard bud. Up between her engorged lips, tasting her for the first time. The sensation of his tongue brought the strangest feelings. She was repulsed. But she revealed in the filth of the act. The thought of someone catching her in the backyard brought its own sensations and pretty quickly despite her tears she was encouraging him. [i] “Oh fuck, Charlie. Fuck… Charlie your tongue feels so good. Oh my God… oh my God, Charlie… I’m gonna cum… I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” And just like that she was biting her lips to prevent herself from waking the neighborhood. Her own fingers sought out her clit, rubbing it in hard and fast as he lapped up her juices. Despite everything she had read online, she was not prepared for the large dog’s animalistic desires. Without warning, he went from licking her pussy to jumping up onto her back. His nails scratched her tender soft flesh as he tried multiple times to get into position to mount her. She could feel his dick jabbing into her upper thigh and smooth mound as he continued to thrust forward and repeatedly try to penetrate her. She could not help think how wrong it was, that family dog was gonna destroy her flower instead of her husband. As she was contemplating stopping all this, Charlie found his mark. Yelping as she felt him penetrate her folds without mercy, she squirmed. It took him several jabs to break through his bitch’s hymen, but unlike a man—who would have been gentle—he just plowed her for all he was worth. Aisha’s tears flowed freely from the pain as Charlie destroyed her flower. She was stretched wider than she had ever thought possible. Regardless of the pain and discomfort, she encouraged him; “fuck me Charlie. Fuck me like the cheap fucking whore that I am. Use me like a bitch in heat.” As she spoke and the humiliation of being recorded in the act of fucking a dog registered completely in her mind. The pain was replaced by the need and desire. Her pussy squeezed Charlie’s cock as she erupted into another orgasm. Aisha felt foggy as pleasure wash over her like never ending waves. But something was nagging at the back of her mind. Then she felt it. The dogs knot was slamming into her pussy lips and Charlie was forcing it through. She tried to fight him off, however a nip at the back of her neck ended that quickly. The pain as the tennis ball sized knot pushed its way into her. She cried out in pain as it stretched her insides further. She felt his doggie dick slamming into her cervix, making her cry out again. Animalistic lust had consumed her. She was pushing her hips into him trying to keep the momentum going. Her pussy was on fire as nonstop spasms milked her stud directly into her womb. Her sound of pleasure were not even human as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. Aisha finally collapsed forward dragging the poor dog down with her. She was lost in the afterglow of feeling so disgusting. She laid there sprawled out for about twenty minutes before her lover was able to free himself with a plop. His cum dripping from her. Her phone chimed and she read the message; “show me your wreaked cunt Qurbani.” She spread her legs wide and moved her phone so her lord’s eye had a great view of her stretched out hole that was gaped obscenely. She squatted and caught as much of the dogs cum when he commanded her to lick it from her hand like a bitch in heat. She did not enjoy the taste. But relished the act as she followed her Gods commands. She took the camera with her and snuck back into her room. Before she was allowed to sleep she was told she had to take care of Charles’s needs before school. She set her alarm an hour early so she could complete her new morning routine task undisturbed.

My name is Katie Wilsnik. I'm not going to say my life is hard, but it has it's share of problems. I never really fit in with anyone at school. I was never sure why. I was skinny, but with a little bit of baby fat in my stomach area. I had blonde hair, green eyes and decent sized tits. 36C. I didn't dress any differently than anyone else. I was very nice, and I used to help people with all their problems. But when It came to my problems, no one seemed to care. So to this day I don't know what I did wrong to deserve being an outcast. But there was a girl. My best friend. Jamie. She stuck with me all throughout school ; starting in the 1st grade. We did everything together. Projects, homework, volleyball, everything. She was way prettier than me in my opinion, and I think everyone else in school would agree also. She was 15, 5'6, very skinny and fit, blonde hair and DD tits. She was the image of perfection. Almost every day after school we would walk home to my house and sit on my steps. We would talk for at least an hour or two, bouncing stupid thoughts off each other. But when it came time for me to go inside, I would ask her if she'd like to come in and hang out more but she always nicely declined, saying she had other things she needed to do at home or her parents would ground her. It was not really a big deal to me, but it always made me wonder. Why would my best friend not want to come in my house? Did she legitimately have to go home all those days over the past couple years? Or was she making an excuses.. What hurt the most is that I had a slight crush on Jamie. I mean, who wouldn't? I never told her or anyone else about it because I myself did not know what my feelings truly were. Just the sight of her body made me all warm inside. Sometimes making me a bit wet in school when she would wear her short shorts, showing off her beautiful legs and perfectly round ass. Seeing her bend over, looking in her shirt just drove me wild. But I was always confused because I didn't think I was gay or even bisexual.. My birthday was slowing coming up. I was about to turn 16. My sweet 16. The day every girl looks forward to. I wanted it to be perfect. My parents said they had something planned for me, but naturally they wouldn't tell me what it was. Was it going to be a car? I couldn't wrap my head around that idea. But what really was on my mind was if Jamie was going to come over or not. My birthday would not be the same without her. About a week before my birthday, I wrote out a bunch of invitations that I was going to pass out at school. All the invites were the same, but I put a bow on top of Jamie's. I walked into school the next day and passed them out to all my close friends (which at the time was only around 3 or 4, including Jamie.) They all seemed excited for it. But when I gave Jamie hers, she looked at it, smiled and put it in her desk and didn't say a word. I didn't know what to say. Was she rejecting it? Does she not want to go? I didn't ask. I walked away looking at the ground. I'm starting to wonder if she is really my best friend or not. It is now the day before my party and I have heard from all my friends but Jamie. I started to get more and more sad, not knowing what she was thinking. Birthday comes. Everything is what I imagined. My parent's would not let me outside, so I was assuming they had gotten me a car. My excitement was out of this world. But deep down, I was unhappy because Jamie didn't show up. Walking around the house, pacing, thinking if I should call her or not. But I decided against it and just told myself she had better things to do. My parents called for me and everyone to go to the living room. We all gathered in, sitting in a circle around the table. My cake awaited me, candles already burning. Everyone started to sing happy birthday. I listened, but it seemed like all I could think about was Jamie. "Katie!!" jumped. "Katie, what's wrong? Blow out your candles!" I looked down to see the candles half-way melted. I closed my eyes and blew them out. Mom called us all over to the front door. "Now, Katie, me and your Father did all that we could for you, so I hope you like it! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY!!" The door opened and my heart sank. Not because of the car, but because of Jamie slowly walking up my lawn. She was wearing a tank top with no bra on with pink pajama type shorts on. She looked gorgeous. I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran up to her and gave her the biggest hug ever. As her chest pressed against mine, my nipples got hard as they rubbed against hers. I looked at her, then looked at the car (which was a hunk of shit, by the way), then looked at her again and smiled. We all walked back into the house. Night time comes and my friends started calling their parents to see if they were allowed to sleep over my house for the night. All of them said no. Except one.. Jamie. Knowing she was going to be sleeping in my room with me made me feel ways that I never felt before. I felt like I was going through my first crush all over again. "Alright, Katie. I can stay!!" said Jamie with a smile on her face. "SWEET!! This is going to be so much fun!!" I replied, almost yelling in excitement. We walked up to my room as my parents cleaned up the mess everyone left from the party. "Goodnight, girls! I hope you guys had a fun time. Happy birthday, again!" said my mother. We walked into my room and it was a mess. I was so embarrassed. She could see it in my face. "I-I'm sorry for the room.." I said, quietly. "It's okay! Mine is 100 times worse!" Jamie laughed. Smiling, I threw some clothes in the hamper to make my room a little more bearable. In the process of throwing clothes to the side, Jamie picked up one of my pink lace thongs. She started to giggle. I looked behind me, seeing her with them in her hands. My heart started to race as thoughts started to run through my head. "Jamie!! What are you doing!?" I yelled in a non-serious way. "Haha, don't worry, they are just panties. I really like them! Where did you get them?" Blushing, "I got them from Wal-mart.." I said, embarrassed. "Damn! They look good! Mind putting them on for me? I'd like to see them on someone so I can decide if I should get a pair or not." My heart was beating out of my chest. "Oh..Alright, that's cool. Hold on." I grab them from her and start to walk out of my room into the bathroom. "Where are you going?" said Jamie. "I was going to go put them on, remember?" "Why do you have to leave the room? We are both girls. Get back in here, silly." Jamie said with a smile. I shyly walked backed in and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them to the ground along with my panties. I could see a big wet spot on them. I was shocked at how wet I got. Before I put the thong on, I couldn't help but to nonchalantly run my hand over my pussy to see if I was still wet. My fingers got instantly soaked. I'm not sure if she noticed, so I just proceeded to put it on. "Wow! That looks AMAZING on you. Turn around for me?" Without a word, I turned around showing her my ass. "Mmm, Katies got a nice booty!!" laughed Jamie as she walked over and smacked my ass. I let out a loud moan. A moan that I'm sure my parents heard. My face turned red. "Oh my god..I'm so sorry..." I said, very quietly. "I-it's no big deal..I didn't know that would make you do that." Jamie said kind of awkwardly. "It's fine. You didn't know..It is just a hotspot of mine." "Good to know, haha". Jamie said after she winked. I wondered why she winked...was she into me? Did she plan on doing things like that in the future? In the bottom of my heart, I really hoped she did. We proceeded to sit down on my bed, still in my thong. We talked for hours. Put makeup on each other. All the things normal teenage girls would do. 1:34 AM in the morning and we start to get tired. "Hey, Jamie..I think it's time we go to bed. I'm really tired." I said. "Yeah, I agree. Where am I going to sleep? I have a sleeping bag so just tell me where to put it." "Umm..You can sleep in the bed with me if you'd like? It's a twin sized bed though..So it is probably going to be a tight fit." I said, kind of shakily. "Oh that's cool! I hate the floor anyways." We walked over to my bed and both laid down in it. I turned the light off and we got under the covers. I only had one pillow, but it was just big enough for two heads to fit on it. We were looking at each other face to face, nose to nose. She smiled. "You know, I really had a good time tonight. I don't know why I never came in the house before. I guess I was just scared." said Jamie. "...scared Of what?" I said with a pause. "Well..You know how what happened earlier with you and the thong..?" she asked. "Yeah..?" "Well..I see what you did with your hand. You went to go see if you were wet. And by the looks of your shiny fingers, I'd say you were quite wet." She explained. "I..Uh.." I stuttered as I looked down. "No, no! Don't be ashamed..I liked it...why I'm saying I was always scared is because I was scared you'd do something like that..Showing you liked me. I was scared my true feelings would come out." As my heart raced, almost out of breath, I asked. "What feelings?" "These feelings..." Jamie said as she closed her eyes. She slowly moved closer to me and then landed a kiss on my lips. I did not hesitate. I began to kiss her back very slowly. Her lips were so soft. The taste of bubblegum lip gloss in my mouth. We kissed slowly for while, then started to pick up speed. She bit my lip. I let out a small moan. I bit hers back. She grinned and proceeded to slide her tongue in my mouth. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other. "Wow..I can't believe you went along with it." She said to me. "Well..It just so happens I was also scared about a time like this." I replied. "What?" "I always wanted to do something like this..But In my mind, it went more like this." With a confused look on her face, I grabbed her hand and put it down to my crotch. I slid her hand in my thong and rested her hand on my now dripping wet pussy. A look of shock came across her face. ~This is my first time telling my story on the internet, and I was posting the first part to it to see how people would react to it. I will happily post the next part to this story if you guys would like it. Just leave a positive or negative rating showing how you liked it and if it gets more then 10 positive ratings I will release the next part! Thank you and I hope you enjoyed!~

3 months later… “ooooohhhh , that’s it sweetie, but don’t JUST lick the clit, remember to keep working your fingers.” Mom instructed. I still had trouble maintaining a good rhythm with my fingers while I was focusing on what I was doing with my mouth. My mom was laying on my bed with her legs hanging off the edge, spread apart. She was propped up on her elbows looking down towards me. She was wearing a sundress that was pushed up to her stomach, with no panties underneath. I was kneeling on the floor with my face in her crotch. I had already made her cum once, so her juices covered my lips, cheeks and chin. My mouth was on her clit where I switched between licking and sucking it. I had my right hand coming up from underneath my chin, three fingers inside her pussy as far as they could go. Her wetness running down my forearm. “Oh God yes baby I’m going to cum again!” She reached down with both hands and grabbed my head, pulling my hair. Her head fell down to the mattress. She closed her eyes, and bit her bottom lip to avoid screaming. “MMMM!” She let out through her clenched teeth. My mom didn’t ‘squirt’ or anything like that when I made her cum, but she did have sort of a ‘gushing’ of juice that covered my face, hand and arm. There was always a very wet spot on the bed when she was done. She tapped me on the head to let me know that she was finished and to stop. “That was great Adam, thank you”, she said warmly, “now I want to take care of you again.” It was only 1pm and this was already going to be my third blow job of the day, but I wasn’t complaining. She sat up on my bed and motioned for me to stand up. I did. I was wearing basketball shorts, she hooked her fingers over the elastic waist band of both my shorts and boxers, and pulled them both down to my knees. My cock sprang up and pointed as her face. I was already rock hard from eating my mom’s pussy for the last half hour, so I knew I wasn’t going to last long in her mouth. She grabbed the sides of my hips and I grabbed the back of her head, and we pulled each other forward. She opened her mouth and I just slid in. I pushed my dick all the way to the back of her throat and held her there for a second. I was looking down at her, and she was looking up at me, we stared into each other’s eyes. I pulled her head back a fraction of an inch, and then pushed it back down, I made her do these little bobs for a bit, I liked the feeling of the tip of my dick hitting the back of her throat over and over again. She never gagged, just made little noises. I pushed her head away while moving my hips back, then thrust my hips forward and pulled her head back towards me till I hit the back of her throat again. I began steadily fucking my mom’s mouth, moving her head and my pelvis at the same time. I had become more comfortable with my mom sucking my dick. There was no longer any awkwardness about it. This had also made me more confident during my daily blow jobs. I would regularly look her in the eyes, it let me know that she WANTED to suck my dick, she WANTED to please me. During these I thought of her as MINE. She was still my mother the rest of the time, and I respected her as such. But when she would come into my room, she was there for my cock, she was MY SLUT. She had actually encouraged this. She told me to do what I wanted, and what felt good during my blow jobs. This could be grabbing her head, her tits or her ass; it could be pulling her hair or pulling her shirt off; it could even be saying dirty stuff, although I had once slipped and said “Fuck that feels good” and she got mad, so bad words weren’t allowed. While I still usually liked to just relax and let her go to work, sometimes it was nice to take charge and do whatever my body wanted to do. As in this case, I was pounding my meat in and out of my mother’s mouth. When I came, I closed my eyes in pleasure and shoved my dick in. I shot my load directly into her throat and held her there. As always, she swallowed it without issue. When my body was done I opened my eyes and saw her still looking straight up at me. I released her head and she slowly pulled her head back, sucking tightly as she did, cleaning my dick off. She spent a little extra time on the head, which made me shudder (she knew this already), and pulled it completely out with a pop and smiled. “Well that was a fun afternoon!” She said. “As always.” “What do you have planned this afternoon?” “I’m going to go play with Mike at his house.” “Oh that’s right. OK well go clean off your face at least” she laughed, “and be home for dinner.” “I will.” I answered as I pulled up my shorts and put on a shirt. She got off my bed and straightened out her dress. This was only the third time I’ve gone down on my mother. We could only do it when the house was empty and there was no chance of someone coming home. This was because, unlike my blow jobs that were relatively quick and only required me to unzip my pants and pull my dick out; going down on her required much more time and she had to either pull her pants off, or pull a dress up, and lay on the bed, which was a very compromising position should someone walk in. This meant that the only time available was during a weekend if my dad and sister were out. This made me feel kind of bad. She said It wasn’t a big deal, in fact she would rarely LET me play with her pussy unless she was ‘teaching’ me something. The only reason she’s let me go down on her more than once, was because she said it takes practice. But she also said that it’s ‘not right’ for her to let me touch her down there, not just because she’s my mother, but also because she’s married, and that would be cheating. We discussed it one time, and she said that her giving me head wasn’t as bad because.. 1. My dad didn’t like head anyways, only sex. 2. It’s ok for mothers to see, and touch their children, since they’ve done it when we were babies. 3. Getting head, meant that I was still a Virgin. 4. This was safer than doing things with girls from school. 5. I was going to play with myself anyways. I still couldn’t help but feel bad that my mother was making me cum so much without getting hers. And I do mean so much! Our routine had my dick in her mouth 3-4 times a day on average. In the mornings my dad got up after we had already gone to school, so he was still asleep. My mom simply got up to make us breakfast and see us off to school. I would get ready first since my school started first, then while my little sister was taking her shower and getting ready, I was sitting at the dining room table eating with my mom’s head bobbing up and down in my lap. Then by the time my sister got downstairs, mom and I were already done with our respective breakfasts. Since my school started first, it also got out first. Plus it was closer, so I just walked, whereas Lacy had to take the bus to hers. Naturally this all meant that I got home earlier than her, making my after school BJ pretty easy to take care of. Mom was usually ready for me, I’d just come in door, then cum in her mouth. It always happened on the sofa, with me sitting and her kneeling in front of me. The next one wasn’t a guarantee. We either snuck away to my room or the garage or something, or she would ask me to go do an errand with her. The most common was to go to the store for an ingredient needed for dinner, or go somewhere to get a red box movie. Then she’d go down on me in the front seat in the parking lot. The first time she did this I was scared shit-less that some one would see. She parked in the back of the lot with very few cars around. She turned the car off, turned to me and told me to ‘pull it out’. I was not expecting this. I didn’t take my dick out at first, I just kept looking around as though some one would walk up. So she leaned over and did it herself. She pulled it out and went to work, without me ever actually agreeing to it. The whole time I was on ‘lookout duty’, which made me nervous, but the risk made it very hot, and now this is one of my favorite ways to have my mom service me. Sometimes if we’re out actually doing errands without having planned on doing anything, I’ll just whip it out and ask her ‘mommy will you please suck it?’ with my big puppy dog eyes, she always obliges me. My bedtime BJs were still a staple of my day, and were pretty easy to accommodate. My mom had told my dad that she just liked coming to say goodnight to me and ask me about my day. I guess he told her once that I was ‘a teenage boy and too stop mothering me so much’. He even asked me if it was annoying to have her come talk to me every night, I said it was ‘ok, I know she just wants to spend time with her baby boy’. Occasionally, she would still spend the night with me if they got in a fight, but the truth is, things had gotten better between them. I heard them having sex a lot more than they used to, and things were a lot nicer around the house. I was never too much trouble as a kid, but you better believe, now that my mom was sucking me off daily, I was the perfect son. Always did my chores and homework without needing to be told. I worked hard at school and never got in trouble. I was even nicer to my little sister. My confidence was even apparent to others, girls were showing interest in me. I don’t really know why, I wasn’t DOING anything differently. I guess when you’re playing with tits and getting your cock sucked regularly, you no longer get nervous around girls, and that must’ve shown. Things were really going well for me. A week and a half later, it was a Tuesday morning and I was sitting at the dining room table. I was holding mom’s hair back as she rapidly worked my prick with her mouth and hands. I was looking at the top of her head move up and down, but I was keeping a ear out, incase some one was coming down the stairs. “Oh God I’m gonna cum… don’t stop.. Oh God… ahhhhh!” I filled her mouth, and watched her work to swallow it all fast enough. She sucked on the head and used her hands to milk the rest up my shaft. She got every drop, and used a napkin to dry me off and tuck it back inside my pants. “Thanks mom.” I sighed. “You’re Welcome sweetheart… oh! Before I forget, Ms. Kowalski, next door, got a new computer, and she asked if you could help her set it up?” Mom was getting up to her feet and walking into the kitchen. “Um, ya sure, when?” “Right after school, just head there when you get home.” “Ok” I grabbed my bag as my sister came down the stairs. “Bye Lacy” I said as she darted past me. “Bye sweetie, have a good day.” Mom yelled after me. “Bye mom!” and I headed out the door. Ms Kowalski was our next door neighbor, a widow I think. I never asked, but her husband wasn’t around anymore. She was older, in her 60s, but I wasn’t sure of her exact age. Her name was Mariola. She was from Poland and spoke English fine, but had kind of a thick accent. She was very good looking for her age, with blonde hair and huge tits. Whenever I saw her I’d stare at them and wondered if they were fake. It was possible because she had a home gym and kept her body in good shape, so she may the type to get a boob job too, but I really didn’t care. I helped her with things quite a bit, usually small stuff, like helping her carry in something she brought home. But occasionally she would ask for a bigger favor like putting up Christmas decorations. She always gave me a couple bucks for these things, but $5 was not nearly enough for 2hrs of putting up lights. Then again I was doing it to be nice, and because mom said to. My mom was always saying how much of a Saint Ms Kowalski was because she took care of her granddaughter with ALS. Her name was Kelly, and she was a couple years older than me. Apparently when she was diagnosed, her mother decided that she wouldn’t be able to handle it, and left her with Kelly’s grandmother, Mariola. I don’t know much about the disease, but I heard that she had a pretty fast on-setting case. In only a couple years she was already paralyzed and bedridden. She could speak, but it was difficult. I felt bad because she had been living in another state, and once she moved here she was already sick enough that she couldn’t attend school, so she had no friends. Walking home after school, I walked past my house and went directly next door to Ms Kowalski’s. She answered, wearing spandex work out clothes, she was sweating. “Oh hi Adam!” She pronounced it like it was ‘Ah-Dom’. “Hi Mariola” she always insisted I just call her by her first name. “My mom said you needed help setting up a new computer?” “Yes, please come in.” Her top was tight and low cut showing amazing cleavage. She turned to lead the way. She was wearing tights that showed her body very well. Problem was, it wasn’t that great. She definitely wasn’t fat or anything like that, she just had a flat ass, no curves. “Hey Kelly!” I said. She was sitting in a wheel chair in the living room watching TV. “Hi.. Adam.” She spoke slowly. She was actually VERY pretty, if she was still in school she would be very popular and probably have a boyfriend. She was watching some teen drama show. “Please, don’t get up.” I joked, both her and Mariola laughed. “Here it is” she took me into her home office, where the computer was still in the box. “Do you need me to do anything?” “No, it shouldn’t take too long, I’ll get you once it’s ready.” She left the room, and I got to work. It wasn’t that I was super tech-savvy, I was just better than her. Set up was easy, I put it together on her desk, and then installed the software she wanted. “Mariola its done!” I called for her. I had her sit at the desk, and I stood next to her, while I explained things. Naturally I kept looking down her shirt. I’m not sure why, it wasn’t like I could see anything really, it was just fun I guess.. Until she looked up and caught me. I immediately looked back up at the monitor, she didn’t say anything so maybe she hadn’t noticed. “Adam, thank you so much for your help. I’d like to pay you something, but unfortunately I don’t have any money on me.” “Oh it’s ok, it was nothing really.” I’d live without $5. “But I can do something else that a boy your age would probably like more anyways.. ” She reached up and placed a hand on the tent in my pants. “Oh my God! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for that… I didn’t know!..” I was genuinely embarrassed, but I had become complacent. I rarely got unexpected boners anymore since I was getting my pipes cleaned so often. And whenever I did get hard, I simply asked mom to take care of it, so I never really needed to hide them. But then again, I’ve been at school all day, and by now I would’ve already gotten my after school BJ, but I hadn’t yet. Regardless, I had been checking out Mariola’s massive rack and had gotten a hard on and she noticed, that’s all there was to it. “Oh hush! It’s ok Adam, I saw you looking at these” she cupped both breasts, “and you got turned on, it’s perfectly normal. And honestly I’m flattered that a boy like you would be checking me out, I’m old enough to be your grandmother!” She laughed. “Well ya, but I mean, you have a really nice body…” I was trying to defend myself. “Yes, I try to stay in shape. I still enjoy having sex when I go on dates. But I think you are too young for sex… so if you’d like a blow job as thanks, I’d be happy to…” She placed her hand back on my bulge and began rubbing it. “A blow job is one helluva ‘thank you’” I joked. “I love sucking a man’s penis, it makes me feel sexy, and I love the taste. I always blow men as ‘thanks’… delivery men, repair men, sometimes door to door salesmen if I’m really in the mood.” I couldn’t believe that she was this kind of woman! Still blowing guys at her age, and that many of them! “Can I see your tits too?” Man, I really had become more confident. The request seemed to surprise her a little. But without saying anything she looked down, grabbed the bottom of her tight workout shirt and pulled it up and over her head. “You want to see these?” She dropped the shirt to the ground, and began playing with them. They were gorgeous. They didn’t look fake, but they also looked too nice for a woman in her 60s. Her ass may have been so-so, but her stomach was flat and toned. She looked up at me and took my hand, placing it on a tit. I began kneeding it’s meat like a plaything. “Now this.” She reached up with both hands and undid my pants, pulling them down to my thighs. My hard dick had already worked it’s way through the opening in the front of my boxers. I had only ever done things with my mother, and she was vocal, telling me what to do. So I KNEW what I could get away with, and what she liked. But Mariola was new, and I wasn’t sure how to proceed. Luckily for me, she was decisive and went to work. She pushed my prick upward, leaned in and sucked one of my balls into her mouth. She rolled it around with her tongue, then spit it out and sucked the other one. She did this while slowly stroking my shaft with her hand. My mother never played with my balls this way, it felt great. She switched the balls back and forth a few times then pointed my dick at her face. She inspected it for a moment, pre-cum oozed out and she licked it off with just the tip of her tongue. She held the base of my cock with her right hand, pointed it upward and licked underneath. She started her tongue at my scrotum and slowly licked up the underside of my shaft. When she reached the head she opened her mouth and slid me inside. She pushed down until she reached her fist, then pulled back, sliding her hand up with her. She began bobbing her head and hand at the same pace. I just stood there with my eyes closed savoring the feeling of my cock in a new mouth. Then my eyes shot open. It was nothing bad, but she surprised me by taking her left hand and fondling my balls while continuing to suck my dick. I was about to cum, and it was going to be great! “I’m going to cum.” I said softly, not wanting Kelly to hear. My mom never required a warning, but she had told me that it was a good idea to let other girls know before I blew my load, that way they didn’t gag or spit it up. Mariola sped up, and seconds later I came with a whispered grunt. The first shot didn’t necessarily surprise her, but I think the quantity that continued to spew out of me did. She had to take me out of her mouth, but I was still cumming. She pointed my prick at her chest and kept jerking me off. We were both watching my cock shoot streams of creamy jizz all over her tits. When I finished she gave me a final stroke, very slow and tight, pushing out what remained inside me. Then she did something unexpected. She grabbed her breasts and began playing with them, squeezing them, rubbing my cum all over. It was almost as if she forgot that I was still there. She had one in each hand, cupping them, pinching each nipple; and then, out of nowhere, she just leaned forward and let me slide back in her mouth. She bobbed back and forth with my dick sliding in and out of her mouth, still pinching her nipples. I couldn’t believe it, I may actually cum again! I could feel it building up already. My mom had gotten me there pretty quickly after cumming before, but never immediately after. It wasn’t that Mariola wasn’t doing anything special, I think I was just really horny from having tried a new mouth, and also turned on by watching her play with her huge cum covered tits. I grabbed her head and took over. I began fucking her face, and She just kept pinching herself. I felt my orgasm coming up inside of me and I picked up my speed. My eyes were closed and I completely forgot that I was inside this woman’s mouth, because I started pulling her head into me while ramming my cock down her throat. Faster and harder until I came. I yanked my prick out and sprayed my second load on her chest right on top of my first one. She held her tits and smiled, watching me coat them for a second time. I stroked myself as I came, and jerked every last drop out. Then, I don’t know what came over me, I grabbed her head and fed my cock back in. “Clean it.” I told her. I was pretty clean, nothing had really gotten on me, but she did as she was told, and she sucked. She slowly slid me out, her lips tight around my shaft, sucking off everything. Then ‘POP’, the head came out of her mouth, shiny and clean. “That was good?” She asked, looking up at me, still holding her tits. “Oh God yes.” I was tucking my dick back into my boxers. “I was not expecting that much cum from you.” “Ya I’m sorry, I can cum a lot.” I blushed. “I also wasn’t expecting you to be so forceful….I was impressed. I will better know what to expect next time.” “Next time?” I pulled my pants back up. “Yes, when you help me, I’ll help you.” She said with a wink, “now if you don’t mind, I really must shower, please show yourself out, and say hello to your mother.” I just turned and left the room. I said bye to Kelly and walked out the door. As I walked back to my house I debated ‘should I tell mom?’ and decided ‘no, I don’t want her getting jealous’. When I got inside my mom came over to me “Hey sweetie, Lacy is already home, so you’ll have to wait till tonight for a blow job.” She whispered to me, “sorry.” “Oh That’s ok, I’m pretty drained right now anyways.” I walked upstairs, smiling to myself.

--=Awkward Anne - Chapter 1=-- Anne was just about to cum when she heard the basement door creak open. With quick, calm motions practiced over years of concealing similar close calls; she removed her hand from her worn, plaid pajama pants and casually placed it on her thigh in order to discreetly wipe away the glistening wetness that was coating her fingers. The dark, glossy marks camouflaged well with the fabric's pattern and were no more noticeable then any of the other myriad stains that preceded it. Thankfully the plush brown sofa she was sitting on faced the short basement stairway so she didn't have to bother minimizing the porn video on her laptop she had been enjoying moments earlier and instead could concentrate on maintaining a disinterested facade. She saw her brother Kevin's face lean into the room from the upstairs hallway, bare chested with a fluffy white towel around his waist. "Hey Nerd, the shower's free" He said Anne pushed her thick glasses back up her aquiline nose and shrugged "Nah, I'm good." "Really?" Kevin replied with a raised eyebrow. "You haven't showered all week, aren't you getting a little ripe?" He leaned casually against the door jam and crossed his arms. "It's summer vacation, it's not like I really need to be anywhere." Anne tried to ignore the incessant throbbing of her clit. She had been edging towards an orgasm for the last two hours and could literally feel her pulse pounding away down there. She casually swept some long brown hair behind her ear and hoped that she was keeping the arousal she felt out of her voice even as she took in the sight of her older brother's half-naked form. He had developed well during his year away at University, he had always carried weight around his middle, which even now was hanging a little over his towel; but his chest, shoulders and arms seemed to have broadened with an appealing amount of muscle. Nothing like the ripped physiques of the two yaoi lovers she was still secretly watching fuck on her laptop, but the changes in his body still sent an unbidden shiver down her spine, causing her clit to buck slightly within the humid confines of her pajamas. Her eyes unconsciously drifted lower to the slight bulge in the front of his towel... She wasn't sure if Kevin had caught her ogling him, but he cleared his throat and stood back up. "Well just figured I'd let you know." He said as he turned with an affectionate grin and walked down the hallway. It wasn't until Anne heard the telltale creak of the stairs leading to their rooms that she was able to breathe normally again. "What the hell was that?" Anne whispered to herself, she had never thought of Kevin that way in the past... they had always been close, but never anything out of the ordinary...it was probably just from her edging session...being that close to cumming for that long -has- to screw with your mind, right? She thought to herself. Besides, despite the bit of extra weight he carried, Kevin wasn't unattractive. He was well groomed, maintaining a clean shaven face, had neat nails and his well kept wavy red hair always looked both effortlessly and painstakingly styled. He owned multiple sets of glasses with frames to accent his chosen outfits which always perfectly complimented his kind face and expressive, blue eyes; during high school Kevin seemed to attract girls everyone thought were out of his league... Anne closed the porn window on her laptop, setting the computer aside, and leaned back into the sofa cushions. She slid her hand down her slim hips and past the waistband of her pajamas, slowly gliding her slim fingers through her thick untrimmed bush. A flash of Kevin's bare torso entered Anne's mind and her heartbeat sped with anticipation. She recalled the casual, affectionate way he smiled at her when he left, as her fingers gathered more wetness from her aching pussy. She imagined him walking slowly down the stairs, his eyes locked passionately on hers, crossing the small basement to stand, wearing nothing but a towel, in front of her. Anne closed her eyes tightly to make her mind's theater more vivid; her middle finger rubbed in small, slippery circles on her throbbing clit as she imagined Kevin looking down at her on the sofa. She pictured the bulge at the front of his towel growing...gradually pushing the plush fabric taut against the form of his cock as he gazed down hungrily at Anne's frantic masturbation. "Show it to me" she whispered around soft moans, feeling her lost orgasm beginning to return in pulsing waves; the fantasy vision of Kevin smiled wider. He rubbed a hand over his bulging cock and with deliberate, languid motions began to unwrap the folds of the towel to reveal a neatly trimmed patch of red pubic hair; Anne closed her eyes tighter as she mashed all four fingers against her hairy mound. Sloppy, wet noises issued forth from inside her plaid pants, increasing in tempo to match her quickening breath. The imaginary form of her big brother lowered his towel revealing the beginnings of a thick, stiff cock; the pulsing of Anne's orgasm coalesced into a final crescendo, like a dam ready to burst. *thud thud thud* The sound of heavy footfalls walking down the hall towards the basement door her brother had left open plucked Anne out of her reverie. The illusory picture of her brother shattered with the cold shock of panic. At the very edge of orgasm, Anne once again forced her hand out of the burning warmth of her pajamas just in time to see the gangling shape of her father enter the doorway. "Hey Poodle," Anne's dad called her by her pet name, descending the stairs quickly on long legs and striding towards their large freezer. Of course it was at that moment Anne finally came. She clenched her jaw and stifled the urge to cry out in pleasure as her pussy pulsed and clenched in orgasmic bliss. She felt hot torrents of squirting cum splash along her thighs to thoroughly soak the crotch of her dark, plaid pajama pants. Wave after wave of pent up sexual energy threatened to betray her in front of her unsuspecting father and despite her resolve a tiny squeak escape her tensed throat causing; her father to glace at her, stiff on the sofa. "Did you say something sweetie?" Her Dad asked. "uh...no...um..." She breathed deeply, desperately summoning her brain to work. "No, I just sneezed" "Okay." He looked closer at her through glasses as thick as hers. "Poodle, are you getting sick? You look a little flush." His thin face soft with concern. "Let me see if you're getting a fever." Anne's Dad took a few steps towards where she sat. The strong scent of her unwashed pussy hung thick in the air around her and she knew if he got too close there'd be no way he wouldn't figure out what had been going on. "NO!" She snapped, sharply enough for him to stop in his tracks. "I...I'm feeling fine, it's just a little dusty down here." She rubbed at her nose to sell the point, and felt a cold wetness on her face accompanied by the smell of her intimate juices and realized she hadn't had the opportunity to dry her fingers before this whole episode. Every breath she took was mingled with her own scent preventing her from getting a good reading on how far the smell was spreading. She needed to get out of here, change her soaking pants and figure out a way to survive this embarrassment. "Oh. Alright then." Her Dad shrugged and turned back to rummage in the large freezer. "Since it's nice out, I thought I'd whip up some hotdogs and burgers on the barbecue. How does that sound?" He asked. While her dad was bent over the freezer, Anne finally saw her opportunity to flee. She gingerly stood up from the sofa on wobbly legs, grabbed her laptop and unsteadily quick-stepped across the room, her soaking wet pants slapping coldly against her thighs as she moved. When her foot hit the first step it let out a betraying creak, alerting her father to her escape. Standing out in the open, she whipped her laptop in front of her crotch to obscure the evidence of her intense climax. Before he could say anything, Anne just smiled as innocently as she could manage with her current heart rate and said. "Yeah, barbecue sounds great. I'm just going to take a nap in my room until then. Ever since school ended I've kind of messed up my sleep schedule." She started to initiate a yawn and stretch to accompany her statement before realizing the movement would clearly reveal what she was so desperately trying to hide. Anne awkwardly aborted the movement and without meeting her father's eyes darted up the stairs hoping that she was in the clear. She froze in terror when her dad's voice called up the stairs. "Hey Poodle?" "Yeah Dad?" Anne's body was tense as a spring. "It's just a thought, but you should probably think about hitting the shower soon." he said in his light, non-judgmental tone. Even still, Anne could feel her brain's desire to tear a hole in the fabric of reality where she could just crawl in, curl up and die. Did her father, the sweetest man in existence, figure out that she had been furiously masturbating up until the time that he reached the basement? That she had reached one of the most powerful orgasms of her life while they were in the same room? That said orgasm had been achieved at the thought of her own older brother? These thoughts filled her head and played in a neurotic loop until she reached the upstairs hall to her bedroom. While the doors to her right, the bathroom and her father's room, stood open to reveal their empty interiors; she was relieved to see that her brother's door on the left side of the hall was closed and she could hear the thumping baseline of music playing inside. Finally thankful that something was going her way she quietly passed his door and scooted into the sanctuary of her bedroom at the end of the hall and shut the door behind herself. Anne placed her laptop onto her rumpled bed and walked over to her dresser, finally able to change out of her uncomfortably soaked pyjama pants. She opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of loose-fitting black shorts, the only pair of clean bottoms that were left and tossed them onto her bed. Anne peeled the cold, wet pants down her legs, hung them from the handle of her closet door so they could dry out and retrieved a loose black Batman t-shirt to replace; the admittedly, somewhat pungent Captain America shirt she'd been wearing all week. She tossed the Batman shirt onto her bed alongside with the loose shorts, pulled the baggy blue shirt she was wearing up over her head and discarded it on the over-filled hamper by the wall. Finally ready to heed her family's suggestion to take a shower, she grabbed the bath towel from it's hook behind her bedroom door,wrapped it around herself and stepped out into the hall. Thankfully Kevin was still in his room listening to music and when Anne stepped into the bathroom, she caught the scent of barbecue drifting in through the open window. Anne removed her towel and laid it on the bathroom counter and standing stark naked in the bathroom, Anne turned to the mirror hanging above the sink a deep sigh escaped her as she examined what she saw. Anne took after her gangling father. She was tall, between 5'11" and 5'9" depending on the level of slouch in her thin shoulders. Behind her large glasses and her mother's long, straight brown hair her face was plain and freckled, with high cheekbones, a weak chin and a slight over bite which caused her teeth to look a little too big for her mouth. Her long body was similarly skinny; her breasts were nothing but small bumps topped with puffy light-pink nipples that only barely added a topographical change to her bony rib cage. Her abdomen was flat and straight, melding into narrow hips with a thick, untrimmed bush and flat butt. She was long limbed and fine boned, almost alien looking to her own eyes. Ugly, she thought; destined to die alone in an apartment with a dozen cats. No wonder she was fantasizing about Kevin, she mused. He's been the only age-appropriate man in her life who's treated her with kindness and affection. Sure, she had a couple guy "friends" and dealings with other boys, but Kevin didn't just want to obsessively nitpick fandoms and gaming. He wasn't talking to her in an attempt to get closer to one of her prettier friends; he liked her for being her. They had always been close, often spending entire days hanging out, they had gone to at least 7 conventions together (always in cosplay). They hiked, played board games, shared their secrets, worries, desires; they consoled one another when their mother had run off on their dad years ago. He even offered to take her to Prom last month after she told him no one had asked her. She refused, of course, going to Prom with your brother was a big enough faux-pas; but he had graduated from the same school. He was known there and she didn't want him to suffer the inevitable cruel, snide insults that would surely be directed towards Kevin for bringing such an unattractive date. Even still, on the day of the dance Kevin had driven back home from University to decorate the living room with balloons and streamers. They spent the evening watching movies and gorging on pizza, until eventually, they ended up falling asleep on the sofa together in the small hours of the night Kevin had always been her rock and she realized then how much she had missed him during his year away at school. It was all of those factors, she rationalized, that must have made her fantasize in such a way about her own brother. She leaned her hands against the counter and closed her eyes, ashamed of her incestuous thoughts and the grim reality of her prospective love life. She had graduated high school this year and was planning on taking a year off before settling on what she wanted to do with her life. She knew that few people enjoyed the time they spent in high school, but for Anne: awkward, gangling, shy, geeky, loner Anne; it was an altogether different kind of hell. During her first month, their mother had cheated on and left their father for her business partner. When Anne got her first period later that year, her dad tried his best to explain and relate but she knew he couldn't understand what she was going through, not really; she had to navigate the unique challenges of developing into a woman alone. It also didn't help that by the time of her first summer break she had grown nearly a foot in height to tower over most of her classmates and several of her teachers. She had always been teased and excluded through her life but this made it get so much worse. However, when the long promised bloom of womanhood never really panned out for her...that's when the worst of it started. Anne also had the bad luck of sharing the same name with the most popular girl in school, Anne Ramirez. She was everything Anne wasn't: beautiful, fashionable, athletic, academically successful; she was the kind of girl who held the attention and affection of everyone she met and she made it a point to meet everyone possible. Whenever someone referred to the name "Anne" it was Anne Ramirez. Meanwhile she always got a -modifier- 'Ugly' Anne, 'Geeky' Anne, 'Flat' Anne, 'Awkward' Anne. She soon became the favorite target of everyone who felt like taking someone down a peg: Cheerleaders, jocks, preppies, metal heads, nerds, geeks and even some teachers got in on the "fun". They made it very clear to her that she was worthless. That no one would ever want her, that no one could ever love her. She felt hot tears of frustration gathering in her eyes and a hollow feeling begin to grow in her chest. She took off her glasses and ground the heels of her palms into her eyes, trying to will these negative feelings back into the partician she made made for them way deep down inside. A knock at the door startled her from her downward spiral. "Hey Nerd, are you gonna be much longer in there?" It was Kevin. Anne tried to gather herself, wiping away the last remnants of tears. "Yeah, just a sec, I'm almost done." she replied, her voice fogged with sadness. Not caring about her shower, who was she trying to impress anyways, she just quickly wet a corner of her bath towel and began scrubbing at the most offending areas. She wet her brush and saw to some of the tangles that had developed in her hair, applied some deodorant as a courtesy and wrapped the towel around herself once again to let her brother do what he needed to do. When she opened the door she saw that Kevin was wearing a linen short-sleeved button down dress shirt a matte brown belt and pleated pants made of a light fabric. "Well it's about time, did you fall in or something?" The smile he wore shifted to concern as he saw his little sister red-eyed and sniffling. "Oh my god Anne, are you okay? Were you were crying?..." he said "Yeah, I'm fine...it's just allergies." She lied. Badly. Kevin opened his arms to her and said knowingly. "Ugh allergies...well, it's a little known fact that my hugs are a very powerful antihistamine." he replied. Anne gratefully accepted the offered hug and crossed her arms over her chest, burying her face in the crook of her shorter sibling's neck. She felt his warm, gentle arms wrap around her shoulders, pulling her tightly to him. They had hugged like this many times in the past, offering each other platonic solace during difficult times; yet now as they stood embracing in the hall, Anne was acutely aware of her current state of dress. That only a mere shroud of cloth was separating her naked form from his touch, that her lips were less then an inch from his skin; she felt her heart begin to race and her breathing sharpened. The scent of his cologne was making her pleasantly light headed, it was gentle yet masculine, a perfect match to the brother who was cradling her to him so tenderly. Anne began trembling, vibrating with excitement, with the tantalizing taboo of her thoughts. She gently parted her lips and let her breath brush against Kevin's neck, hesitantly, she moved closer to her brother, gradually pressing her body tighter to his; her hips started to round forward in an attempt to push against his pelvis, the desire to sweetly kiss Kevin's neck overtaking her rational mind as she realized then that she truly, deeply wanted her brother... "Anne, I love you, but I really need to pee." He whispered in her ear, she could feel him shift his hips away from hers. "Oh, uh yeah. Sorry!" Anne blurted out, plastering the facade of a smile on her face. "I'll, um...just get out of your way." She promptly broke off the hug, awkwardly sidestepped her brother, and rushed to her bedroom once again with thoughts of shame and disappointment surging through her mind. Anne grabbed a pillow from her bed and let out a muffled scream. 'What the fuck is wrong with you?!' Her rational mind yelled to her subconscious. Still wearing the towel, she flung herself onto her bed and curled into a tiny ball on her disordered blankets. 'You need to sort your shit, Anne.' She thought to herself Kevin is your brother and you just weirded him out with that stunt you pulled. What the hell were you thinking? That he would just be okay with his sister. His own fucking sister coming on to him?! He's had girlfriends, he's not a desperate loser like you. Don't pull him down into the mud you're stuck in.' Her mind continued to berate and scold her. Now the tears flowed freely, she let herself silently cry in the dark of her bedroom, despair and self loathing joining in perfect harmony. She didn't know how long she stayed that way, but once again, a knock at the door summoned her away from the mire of depression. "Hey Poodle are you awake? Dinner's ready" Her dad softly called from the door. Anne, face down on her pillow, didn't answer. "Anne? Are you okay?" His tone shifted and she heard his hand on the doorknob. "Yeah Dad I'm fine, just let me get changed and I'll be right down." she called, her voice somewhat muffled "Okay Poodle, see you soon" Her Dad replied from the other side of the door. Anne shrugged out of her bath towel and donned the baggy black shorts and Batman t-shirt. She checked herself in the mirror, satisfied that all visible traces of her breakdown were gone, she made her way downstairs to the kitchen where she was met by a platter of cooked burger patties and thick ballpark hotdogs surrounded by condiments of all de***********ion which took up nearly all the available space on their small table. Kevin was already sitting at the table eating the first of three burgers on his plate, but when he saw her enter the room he shifted his gaze to an indistinct point in the middle distance and Anne felt the bottom of her stomach fall out. 'No...' She thought, her eyes casting down to the floor. 'He totally figured out what I was trying to do in the hallway...' "Welcome to Meat Mountain!" Her Dad cheerily gestured to the platter. He was still wearing a comically tall white chef's hat and black parody apron with "The Grill-father" hanging from printed marionette strings as he sat at the round table to Kevin's left, a hot dog and hamburger, both piled high with assorted toppings. Anne, head down and shoulders slouched, glad that her long straight hair hid the blush that had crept into her cheeks, grabbed a plate from the cupboard and prepared a single hot dog without condiments. She started towards the kitchen table and saw that Kevin still seemed to be avoiding her gaze, her cheeks were burning but her heartfelt like a shard of ice in her chest. Without saying a word, she turned on her heel and with long strides retreated back to the seclusion of her bedroom. "It's official..." Anne whispered to herself as she slumped on the corner of her bed. "Kevin hates me...He'll probably want to move out soon, get his own place and never look back, he's going to leave just like mom did. A phone call here or a card there, but I'll never see him again. I've lost my brother because I'm a pathetic loser who can't separate romantic attachment from platonic, sibling love." She looked down at her hotdog; she was hungry but didn't have much of an appetite after the horrible day she was having. Maybe she should apologize, she thought; maybe if she just owns up to her mistake and tells him plainly that she was in a low place and reacted poorly to his affection...That she took it in an unhealthy direction and it would never happen again. He'd understand, right? I mean everyone at some point has sexual thoughts about someone they shouldn't, right? So what if she tried to grind against her brother's crotch...or imagined him stripping out of a towel in front of her...picturing him dropping the cloth to let his hard cock spring out in front of her face... Anne looked down at the hotdog again, at the long cylindrical, salty meat. She gingerly lifted the wiener from where it was nestled between the buns and examined the length of it; she closed her eyes and grazed the tip over her lips. Suddenly the fantasy image of Kevin was standing in front of her once again, but this time the towel was nowhere to be seen. She smiled hungrily as she took in the 'sight' of what she thought his cock looked like: long, thick and veiny with a bulbous purple head. Anne ran her tongue along the entire length of the hotdog, kissed the tip and shoved the stand-in for her brother's cock past her lips. Her imaginary Kevin closed his eyes and let his head fall back, a low moan escaping his throat. He ran his fingers through her long hair as she swirled her tongue around the meat clamped inside her sucking mouth, she imagined both of his hands coming to rest at the back of her head and staring lovingly into her eyes he began to push his cock forward. Anne moved the hotdog back and forth in her mouth, letting the smooth wiener glide across her tongue and ever so gently pushing it even deeper with each stroke; pulling it back out only when she felt the fullness at the back of her throat begin to choke her. She knew what she was doing was perverted, and wrong...and just kind of weird, but in the throes of her lust she didn't care anymore. She knew the guilt would come later, the waves of shame and disgust would carry her back into the void once again; but now, in this instant, she had the fantasy of her brother; she had a man who wanted her, loved her, lusted after her...She could deal with self-loathing and if that was the price for her imaginary dalliances, so be it. Anne pulled the hotdog out of her mouth, giving it one final kiss on it's underside before staring into Kevin's eyes and whispered. "Kevin. I want you to fuck me." She imagined his eyes taking on a hard, burning edge as bestial lust flooded his body and caused his straining cock to buck. Anne leaned back on her bed, spread her long, thin legs and pulled her loose shorts to the side exposing her hairy pussy to the vision of her naked brother, shivering as the air lapped her soaking wet pussy. Kevin stepped forward and Anne rubbed the hotdog up and down her slit, coating the end in her juices; she spread her meaty lips and visualized Kevin thrusting himself hard into her, while she shoved the full length of the wiener deep inside her pussy. Her eyes rolled back in her head and a whimper escaped her clenched jaw to match the guttural moan she imagined from her brother. Slowly at first, she slid the meat in and out of her grasping sex, filling herself with it's full length to match the thrusts of Kevin's hips. As she felt her arousal build, Anne's hand rammed the hotdog more fervently into her hairy snatch, wet slapping sounds sloppily accompanying her her short, gasping breaths. She shut her eyes tightly and held a vivid picture of Kevin in her mind: sweat beading on his brow, his eyes locked unflinchingly on hers, his hips slamming hard, driving his cock deeper into her burning cunt, forcing it's way through the gradual tightening spasms of a developing climax. He tells her he loves her, that she's beautiful and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her; his sister. Anne's pussy felt like a live wire, humming with energy about to be released. Three knocks and the click of her bedroom door handle was all the time she had to sit up, adjust her shorts and pretend like she wasn't -again- on the verge of cumming. 'Are you freaking kidding me?!' She thought, her arousal turning to indignant irritation. "Hey Anne, are you okay in here?" She saw Kevin stick his head through the door and her heart jumped, her irritation melting away with apprehension as to why he had come to her room. "Yeah, just finishing up dinner." As soon as she said the words she realized that the bun was laying empty on the plate beside her, the hotdog still buried completely inside her vagina. She slid the plate behind herself, hopefully out of her brother's view. Maybe...Kevin had come up to confront her about what happened in the hallway. Her heart took on that cold, hollow feeling again. He had come to confront his pervert sister about attempted incest while she had a hotdog lodged in her pussy that she was using as a stand-in for his cock only seconds before. Seriously, she thought, fuck this day. She sat, head down, motionless and silent, waiting for the inevitable confrontation to begin. Neither of them spoke for some time until eventually Kevin cleared his throat, the sound causing Anne to startle. "Anne...I don't know what's been going on with you..." He began Anne cut in, wanting to explain herself before he went any farther. "Look, I know you're mad at me but I can explain..." "Mad at you? No..." His face softened and he shifted his glasses. "I can tell that something's really been bothering you lately...you've been depressed for days now, I found you crying in the bathroom and you hid yourself away up here for dinner...I just want to see if I can do anything to help. I'm always here for you Anne... and if there's anything in my unlimited power I can do, I'll do it in a heartbeat. We're a team and I love you. It was all Anne could do to keep from bursting into tears. He loved her. "I love you too, Kevin." she whispered when she was confident her voice wouldn't crumble. "I also want to say that if I've been weird around you today that I'm sorry...I just haven't been myself." Kevin shrugged and said mockingly "No weirder then usual, nerd." The pillow she threw in response hit him square in the face and they both laughed. Kevin picked up the pillow and tossed it back on her bed. "So I actually had another reason for coming up here. I was wondering, if you're not otherwise engaged of course, if you felt like binging the 90's Ninja Turtles movies. I know the heroes in a half shell always seem to cheer you up." "Actually..." Anne fidgeted in place and shrugged. "The VHS tapes finally wore out while you were at university...It was kind of a tough year." Kevin nodded knowingly. "Oh, I know. Dad told me...That's why on my way home from school I picked up the trilogy on Blu-Ray. All three movies plus a huge album of concept art, deleted scenes and," He paused for dramatic effect. "over 40 hours of bonus features." "What?!" Anne's face lit up in a huge smile. "You got the TMNT Mutagen Deluxe pack?! Oh my god, you're the best brother ever!!" She jumped up off the bed to run over and hug Kevin, but the second her ass left the mattress she felt the hotdog, still lodged deep in her pussy, shift and start to slide out of her slick hole. Anne's eyes widened in panic: she clenched her thighs together tightly in an attempt to keep the hotdog in place, which threw off the stride of her long legs and overbalanced her. She took two stuttering steps, slipped on a discarded sock, and pitched face first towards the bookshelf near the door. She felt Kevin's arm catch her around the waist just before her face collided with the sharp corner of the bookshelf. He pulled her easily backwards and pulled her close to his chest. In the shock of her near miss Anne felt the the hotdog slip the rest of its way out of her pussy, rattle down her shorts and hit the floor with a quiet thump somewhere behind her. "What was that sound?" Kevin asked, looking around. "Did something fall?" "I didn't hear anything..." Anne lied, her freckled cheeks burning red as she quickly pushed the slippery hotdog under a loose pile of clothes. Kevin shrugged and looked at his little sister. "Are you hurt? That was quite a tumble." He backed off a bit but kept his hands at her waist, inspecting her for wounds. Anne smiled and pushed some hair behind her ear. "Yeah, my foot just fell asleep. Thanks for saving me though." "Just doing my duty ma'am. What else are big brothers for?" Kevin shrugged nonchalantly. "You fulfilled your duty admirably, sir." Anne leaned down and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, something she hadn't done since Kevin was taller then her; He popped up on his toes and gave Anne a reciprocal kiss on the opposite cheek, eliciting a pleasant little tingle on her skin. They stood facing each other for a few drawn out seconds, their eyes barely wavering from each other. Kevin, looking up at his little sister, cleared his throat again. "Well why don't you let me change and I'll meet you downstairs?" Anne's grin took on a shy, girlish quality. "It's a date." She waited for Kevin to enter his bedroom, retrieved the lost hotdog from under its hiding place, grabbed the bun and plate from her bed and headed downstairs to deposit the wasted food in the kitchen's garbage can. She grabbed a bag of chips from the pantry, poured it into a large plastic bowl, grabbed two cans of soda from the fridge and made her way to the living room with the big TV; putting the snacks on their glass-top coffee table, she collapsed into the plush grey sofa and tried to process all that had happened on this insane day. 'Alright,' she thought, trying desperately to access the logical half of her brain 'so you have a crush on your brother; that's perfectly normal, he's a great, sweet, handsome guy who's always cared for you. You just need to process this, get over it and do nothing else that might jeopardize the best relationship in your life.' She could feel the perverted thoughts that had been building through the day clawing their way back to the surface, offering suggestions like "Just fuck and get it over with." but she remained steadfast and beat each one of them back down into the deepest corners of her subconscious. Anne grabbed a handful of chips to settle her grumbling stomach, she hadn't eaten since lunch, and stared into the middle distance, continuing the battle to suppress the momentary insanity of her incestuous obsession. Soon enough, however, she heard the creak of the stairs that signaled Kevin's arrival. Kevin was dressed in a simple grey t-shirt and a pair of black pajama pants decorated with an assortment of Ninja Turtle paraphernalia. "Those are some fancy pants, Kevin. Are they new?" Anne gestured with a grin. "When you buy the Mutagen Deluxe Pack you have to be dressed for the occasion." Kevin replied earnestly. "Now you're making me feel under dressed." She picked at her Batman t-shirt unenthusiastically. "Nah, you look beautiful." Kevin said Anne could feel the unwanted tingle of attraction prickling just under her skin and decided to quash it by changing the subject. "You know, I haven't seen Dad around, you know what he's up to?" Anne asked "You know him, he had a few free hours to just relax..." Kevin began "So he's going to catch up on some work in the office." Anne rolled her eyes. She honestly didn't know how their father could stay so energetic and relaxed when all he did was work. If he wasn't at the Game Store he owned and managed, then he was locked in his office, researching new developments in the industry, talking with suppliers or doing general bookkeeping. His business didn't make them rich by any means, but it kept his family modestly comfortable. She appreciated what their father did for them, but she also wished he would take some time for himself...he hadn't even gone on a date since their mother had left... Kevin noticed the pensive expression that had taken over Anne's face. "I know, I want him to relax too...but I think a part of him needs the stimulation to be honest...do you remember when he joined us for one of our movie marathons?" Anne laughed, her knees curling to her chest. "Oh my god! He just wouldn't shut up, and halfway through Empire he started vacuuming. Vacuuming!" She shook her head in amusement. "We never invited him back for another after that." Kevin smiled widely "Well we better get these movies started or he might wander in and decide the furniture needs reuplostering." In a routine practiced over years, Anne turned on the TV and ***********ed the input source, Kevin inserted the disk in the blu-ray player, turned off the lights and sat on the sofa next to his sister with just enough room for the plastic bowl of chips to be placed snuggly between them. In unintentional unison they both leaned forward, grabbed their sodas, opened them with a hissing crack and took a long sip before settling back into the plush seat. They spent the next hour and a half watching the film in amiable silence; the crunch of some chips here, the occasional comment there. The turmoil of the day seemed to evaporate from Anne's mind as she settled into the nostalgic comfort. When the film ended, Kevin stood up and said "I'm gonna grab another soda, you want anything while I'm up?" "Maybe a glass of water?" Anne replied with a shrug. "You got it, nerd." he said, adjusting his glasses as he left for the kitchen. Anne took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms and stretched her long arms. It seemed that the tumultuous events of the day were finally catching up with her. The emotional roller coaster she had been riding most of the day, the panicked adrenaline, the bouts of depression and of course her... erotic exertions..seemed to have sapped her energy. She was in the middle of a large, gaping yawn when Kevin returned with a glass of water and a can of beer. Kevin handed her the glass of water, winked and put a finger to his lips in a shushing action as he cracked open the beverage he wasn't quite old enough to drink. Anne rolled her eyes, placed her thick-lensed glasses back on and resumed the film. She took a sip of water, hugged her knees to her chest and reclined into the plush sofa, her eyelids getting heavier as she saw a mulleted pizza delivery guy confront some masked thieves... by the time the Turtles had arrived to save the day she had decided to rest her weary eyes for just a couple seconds... When Anne's eyes fluttered open, she found herself nestled against her older brother. Her head laying on his chest and her hand draped over the roundness of his chubby belly and his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders; on the T.V. The Ninja Turtles had just been transported to feudal Japan. She laid there, happy and un-moving, enjoying Kevin's soft warmth, her head rising and falling with his deep breaths, letting herself fantasize that they were a couple... Of course, she thought, 'if we were a real couple I wouldn't have to stop at cuddling.' With that, the incestuous thoughts she had fought so hard to suppress found purchase in her exhausted mind; slowly clawing, bubbling their way back to the surface, forming into a subtle, devious plan... Kevin didn't know she was awake...a predatory grin spread in her subconscious. Her hand was mere inches away from his lap...no one would blame a sleeping person's hand from following the laws of gravity, right? Anne closed her eyes again and with the smallest, undetectable amount of effort, in conjuction with the pattern of her brother's rising and falling belly...her hand found itself, inch by inch, sliding over the circumference of his abdomen until it fell limply onto the front of Kevin's crotch. She could feel him jump in surprise as her palm cupped, for the first time, the soft bulge of her own older brother's cock; she could feel it's smooth contours easily through the thin fabric. A lightning storm of arousal set every nerve on fire and she had to use every ounce of her self control to suppress her trembling urge to squeeze and massage her forbidden payload. To coax him to throbbing hardness, to open her eyes and see the taboo boundary she had finally crossed with the love of her life. She could feel a deluge in her shorts as her pussy got wetter, faster then anytime in her life; her entire body tense and vibrating; she nearly yelped out loud when she heard her brother's voice. "Um...Anne?" He sounded a little strained but she didn't move a muscle. "Anne?" He shook her shoulder gently and she limply complied with the jostling. "Anne, you're hand fell in my lap..." He shook her more forcefully this time and she let out a short, snorting snore. She felt him sweetly kiss the top of her head and squeeze her shoulders, then felt him gingery lift her arm by the wrist, peeling it away from his lap. Anne felt the familiar cold trickle of rejection begin to replace the tingling fire of arousal as she resigned herself to the reality of the situation; 'He's your big brother, he -does- love you...but of course not in that way... You need to get over these feelings and be happy for the relationship you actua-' Kevin shifted in his seat and, still holding her wrist, lowered her hand down slowly. She felt her palm make contact with something...it was soft, smooth and velvety...cylindrical in shape with a tapered bit of soft skin on one end and a bristle of short, stubbly hair at the other. A cock. A real cock...Kevin's cock. Anne's mind derailed like a cartoon train; doing impossible, comical flips over a crowd of confused, by standing thoughts. 'What the FUCK?!' her mind screamed as she remained physically immobile, extremely curious as to this turn of events. She felt Kevin's hand envelope her own, gently squeezing her fingers onto his genitals. She could hear his heart thudding loudly in his chest, could feel the reciprocal pulse in his smooth penis, she felt it stir under the applied pressure and then to her astonishment...it began to grow. Anne was a long-time veteran of porn; she had seen most of what there was to see and masturbated to it. She had long ago popped her cherry with a hairbrush while fantasizing about Mike Walton, a cute boy in her class. She had been experimenting with and exploring her body and its functions for years; but she had never seen, let alone touched a penis in real life. Now here she was, pretending to be asleep and feeling her brother's cock engorging under her hand. She risked opening one eye in a squint and saw his cock standing straight up in the air, her fist now gripped around its base, enfolded in Kevin's hand. It poked out a couple inches from the top of her hand, between five and six inches long and was girthy enough that her long fingers only barely encircled it. She could see the foreskin slightly retracted from the head, exposing his cute little pee-hole that was already glistening with precum. She felt the fires of her libido rage into an inferno at the new, unexpected yet longed-for stimuli. She felt her pussy spasm pleasantly and some of her overflowing juices dribbled down her inner thigh. Kevin kissed the top of her head once more and slowly, carefully slid her hand, gripped in his up and down the length of his hard-on. Anne closed her eyes, fearing that if he knew she was awake that he would lose his nerve and stop; besides, in the darkness she could fully appreciate the feeling of his stiff manhood. He was a pillar of steel wrapped in the softest silk, warm and smooth yet varying in texture through his length. She carefully, slowly crept her hand past the waistband of her shorts, adjusting slightly to allow her fingers to wriggle their way between her legs. She nearly laughed out loud at the sudden tensing of Kevin's body when she shifted and could swear she heard his heart skip a few beats. He waited a few seconds after she stopped moving, hand at her wrist to abort the incestuous fondling he had initiated. "Anne?" He called softly. She didn't respond. "Anne??" A little louder, yet still she remained silent. Confident that his sister was still dead to the world, he resumed massaging her hand up and down his prick. Anne, in turn pressed her fingers into her hairy bush and in slow, hard circles; secretly rubbed her swollen clit. She could feel a slick wetness begin to coat the end of her brother's cock. She risked opening one eye again as Kevin squeezed her hand gently and milked her hand up towards the head. She saw, reflected in the light of the Third Ninja Turtles movie a thick bead of precum blossom out of his little hole and join the rest of the leaking liquid that was now wetting most of his penis. Anne's fingers worked methodically over her clit, using pressure and small movements to elicit the beginning spasms of a powerful orgasm. She could feel Kevin's breath coming in shorter gasps, his heartbeat thumping quickly within his chest. He kissed the top of her head again. His cock twitched, seemingly expanding further, straining the tight confines of his skin. She felt him inhale deeply, his nose buried in her scalp and whisper. "I love you more than anything Anne..." Her heart felt close to bursting. All the doubt, the self-loathing, the guilt and shame evaporated in the heat of those words. More then anything else, she wanted to sit up, tell him she loved him too and that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Yet she remained still, allowing her brother to jack himself off with his sister's hand, feeling his hardness swell and buck under her grip; feeling her own orgasm ready to burst forth in a passionate explosion. Kevin's cock throbbed from somewhere deep within him and she felt his head roll backwards, his back arching slightly. Caught in erotic euphoria, Anne opened both of her eyes just in time to hear Kevin stifle a grunt of pleasure as ropes of white, thick cum shot and flowed from the tip of his bucking penis. It pulsed and kicked in her hand, pushing more of his semen out to run warmly over her fist. From the moment her brother's burning cum touched her skin, Anne's orgasm, built up and ruined multiple times through the day finally gushed out in a torrent of squirting waves. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, her muscles arched terribly, yet she couldn't move a muscle lest it destroy this perfect moment. She allowed her toes to curl painfully tight and her legs to squeeze around her soaking wet hand but rode out the rest of the buzzing, anguished energy that coursed through her in forced stillness. The third film ended with the turtles dancing in front of a ladder to the surface world in celebration of a job well done. The music an odd compliment to her own celebratory thoughts. When of course, with the day she was having, she heard their Father's footsteps creaking upstairs from the basement. "Shit. shit, shit, shit." Anne heard Kevin whisper. She felt him lean forward, heard about a dozen tissues get ripped from the box and in quick, panicked movements he mopped up the thick cum that was quickly cooling on their joined hands. Had she actually been asleep, she thought, there is no way she wouldn't have woken up to this. She couldn't help but giggle internally, remaining still and silent; allowing Kevin to clean his mess in peace. She heard her father open the fridge door and rummage around inside, buying them both a bit more time. She felt him left her hand by the wrist once more and heard the dull snap of his waistband as he hid his naked cock. He placed her hand, still a little damp with cum back on his belly, threw the wad of soiled tissues into the waste basket across the room (an impressive shot to be honest) and reclined in feigned innocence just as their dad walked in the room, holding another hamburger. "Did you guys have fun?" He asked enthusiastically. Anne could her her brother's heart jack hammering. "Shhh...Anne's out of it." Kevin whispered. "Oh, sorry..." He said more quietly. "Were you drinking beer?" Her dad's tone hardened a little. If only their Dad knew what else he had been up to before he got there, Anne thought in giddy amusement. "It was Anne." He replied, a light, joking tone masking his nerves. "Kevin." Their Dad's tone turned reproachful. "Just one...in the privacy of our house...and I'm nearly of age anyways" Kevin said "Yeah...well...Don't make a habit of it. Clean up and get to bed, okay?" Their Dad said in a normal volume. It was at this point that Anne stirred and stretched, rubbing her eyes and yawning for effect. She shifted on the sofa to sit on the large wet spot she'd created, thankful that the upholstery was dark and the lights were still off. "Oh hi, Dad..." She said groggily and turned to Kevin. "Sorry for falling asleep, Kevin...I hope I didn't ruin your fun." She said, a coy edge slipping into her voice. "Oh, um...no." Was all he managed to say. "Poodle, why don't you head up to bed, Kevin can handle the clean-up." He said dotingly to his daughter. She nodded and sat back in the sofa, waiting sleepily in the uncomfortable wet spot, until her dad climbed the stairs to his room and Kevin began carting the dishes and garbage to the kitchen. She turned off the TV, plunging the room into near total darkness before finally moving from the soaked cushion. The feeling of the cold, wet shorts no longer felt uncomfortable, but tantalizingly thrilling; they were the tangible results of the most intensely sexual experience of her life. She shivered, her stomach filled with fluttering butterflies; she had given the first hand job of her life to Kevin, her truest love. I mean sure, he thought she was asleep at the time and then there's the fact he's her brother...but...those facts just seemed to turn her on even more. She brought her hand up to her nose and inhaled deeply; the scent of his imperfectly cleaned cum lingered strongly on her skin and made her light headed. Oh yes, she thought...this changes everything. Kevin returned from the kitchen and noticed her standing in the darkness of the living room. "Oh, Anne, I thought you'd already gone to bed." He said, his voice thready. He cleared his throat. "I wanted to wait up for you. To thank you for turning a really bad day into something wonderful." Kevin smiled brightly at her. "That's the power of the Mutagen Pack." Anne giggled and stepped closer. "That's the power of a brother." She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, nearly touching the corner of his lips. She turned and finally headed upstairs to her room for the night, her shoulders no longer hunched and the scent of both their orgasms lingering on her fingers.

Catherine’s 18th birthday was tomorrow, and she had just finished shopping for her outfit for her party. When she arrived home, she called, “Daddy, I’m back!” but to no avail. No answer. She stopped by her father’s room and gave the door a little knock. “I’m busy- come back later,” was the response she got. She sighed a little bit and kept walking to her room. She wanted to kiss him hello. It was their little ritual. In her room, she set her bags down and started to undress in front of her mirror. Shirt off, black bra. Pants off, lace panties. She pulled on her dress. It was incredibly tight and was in the hue of a red cherry. She checked herself from behind to see that it barely covered her shapely ass. She smiled to herself, but when she saw the underwear lines, she remembered buying a lacy thong just for this purpose. She slipped off her plain underwear and slid on her thong. She checked herself again. Much better. Then, she noticed that her bra was sticking out from her dress like a sore thumb. She decided that it would look better with it off. Brushing her golden hair to the side, she unzipped her dress and unhooked her bra, freeing her ample breasts. Her dark pink nipples turned up at the sudden cold air and she playfully gave them a little tweak. She thought to herself, Hopefully I’ll get more action tomorrow, especially with this dress . Her final touch to the outfit was her high heels. They gave her a boost from a 5’4 to a 5’7. She looked in the mirror again, assessing herself once more. She liked what she saw. With her heels clacking on the ground, she walked to her father’s room. Once again she knocked on the door. “Daddy, can I come in yet? I want to show you my dress,” said Catherine. “I can see you now. Come on in,” called her father. When Catherine entered, Rick’s eyes almost bulged out of his head. All he could see was her tits and her ass. He could see her nipples almost poking through her dress. Fuck, he muttered. He knew she’d always been a lovely girl, his lovely girl, but the person standing in front of him was a full-grown woman. He felt his cock stirring. Damn it. But for fuck’s sake, she was his daughter. She had no business dressing like that. “What the fuck are you wearing, young lady?” Rick asked through clenched teeth. Catherine’s eyes widened. She thought her daddy would like what he saw. “Um, dadd-“ “Take it off right now,” Rick growled. “Right now? I mean-“ Rick couldn’t contain his anger any longer. Maybe it wasn’t anger, maybe it was lust, but he just couldn’t take it. “TAKE IT OFF,” he roared, lunging to rip the dress off of her daughter, exposing her naked breasts. “Daddy, no!” Catherine screamed as her tits came into full view of her father. She was so in shock she didn’t even think to cover herself. Her C-cups were swinging, her nipples harder than ever. Rick couldn’t take his eyes off them. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck . He had been starved of women ever since his wife left for a job in another country about six months ago, except for the fake ones on porn sites. He was hungry for sex, and now his daughter comes to him practically served on a platter. Shit. His cock was rising. “Just get out of my room.” Catherine just saw her father ogling her breasts and thought to cover them with her arms. “Fine,” she huffed, stomping out of the room and went into her own room. What happened in her father’s room left Catherine with mixed feelings. It wasn’t new to her that boys looked at her with hungry expressions. She knew full well that they wanted her, but she never complied with their wishes. She was waiting for something better than acne-prone teenage boys. But her father? She shook her head. That was wrong. But even when he was yelling at her, she noticed him staring. In the back of her mind, she hoped he was cooling down in the other room, but she had other things on her mind. She noticed his cock growing in his sweatpants. And she didn’t dislike it. At 45 years old, he was a handsome man. He had ruggedly handsome features, muscular arms, and from what she could tell from his bulge earlier, a sizable dick. She knew she was getting wet. From her father. Shit. She placed a finger on her pussy and she almost jumped. It was almost dripping wet. She withdrew her hand, feeling terrible about her lustful thoughts and sank down onto her bed. Meanwhile, in Rick’s room, he was left standing with a hard on. He felt ashamed about yelling at his daughter so violently, but he was more ashamed for thinking of her as a woman. He sat down for a minute, hoping his cock would let up, but it still stayed hard. He sighed. He decided to go into his daughter’s room and apologize for his actions. “Knock, knock,” he said in front of his daughter’s door. “Can I come in?” “Sure, whatever,” came from the room, dejected, but he could hear a little raspiness to her voice. He opened the door to find his daughter on the bed, curled up into a fetal position. This, of course, gave him a fine view of her supple ass, but he tried to ignore that as he pulled up a chair. Unfortunately, his dick couldn’t and stiffened. “Look, I’m sorry about before. I overreacted. I just thought the dress was a bit too revealing for a girl your age,” Rick explained. Catherine looked up at him and sat up. Unbeknownst to her, her tits were still out in full view. Rick had to close his eyes and start counting. “Daddy,” she started. “I’m grown. It’s my 18th birthday tomorrow. I’m a woman now and I think I’m old enough to discern what clothes I wear or not.” Rick chuckled a bit. “Okay, I understand.” He paused. “Er, do you need help zipping that dress up?” gesturing to her tits in full view. Shit! Catherine’s eyes flew open to witness her tits again fully exposed to her father. She tried to zip up her dress but failed. She lowered her eyes and mumbled, “Yeah, I guess that would be helpful. Thanks.” She stood up in front of the mirror. Rick stood behind her. He regretted having to see those glorious tits go back into the dress, but he might as well take his time with her. This might be the only time he’d see a naked woman in a long time, even if it was his daughter. Fuck, this was so wrong, but he couldn’t help himself. He took as long as possible zipping the back of the dress up, caressing her small waist the whole time. He checked to look at his daughter’s expression in the mirror, and her eyes were closed. In pleasure, he hoped. Her breathing quickened. His cock pressed against his sweatpants. After zipping her up, he ran his fingers over her body, over her breasts, her ass… His dick couldn’t take it anymore. He pressed up against Catherine. Catherine let out a little moan as she felt his dick on her ass. She could feel her pussy aching. This was her father… She couldn’t help it. Rick stopped for a moment, then pressed his rock-hard cock against his daughter’s bubble butt. He started grinding slowly, pressing his dick on her ass. He let out a moan. “Catherine…” he whispered into her ear. “Daddy, don’t st-“ Catherine started to say, but stopped at the ring of a phone in the house. “Daddy, your phone… it’s ringing,” Catherine whispered as she looked at him in the mirror with hooded eyes. Rick stopped. What have I done. He gave his daughter a little nod, and rushed out of the room. When he went into his room, his cock was throbbing. It was begging for pussy. He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. It was dripping with precum, glistening at the head. He rubbed it slowly down the length of his nine-inch cock. His hand started moving of his own accord, pumping furiously. All he could think about was Catherine. His body tensed up. He was about to cum. Oh… Catherine… She was all he could think of when he blew his load on to his sheets. He came down from his high, and then felt sick to his stomach for having these thoughts about his daughter. In Catherine’s room, she felt so horny. She knew it was her father, she knew it was wrong, but she had one larger problem in her hands. She needed to cum. She threw herself on the bed and pulled her dress up. She reached into her panties and stroked her sopping wet pussy. She slapped her ass and gave out a sharp moan. Oh, Daddy. She licked her fingers. She loved the taste of her own pussy. She loved how it was salty-sweet. She put in one finger, two fingers. Not enough . She needed something more. She needed a cock in her pussy, now. She remembered having a dildo somewhere. She found it in her underwear drawer. She placed it on the chair her father was sitting on. She rubbed her pussy juices all over it and rubbed it all over her pussy. Oh, how she wanted it inside her. She slipped the head inside and let out an exclamation of “Daddy!” She slowly pumped it deep into her pussy, reaching the end. She was slapping her ass frantically on the chair, pumping that dildo fast in her cunt. She grinded on that dildo hard, stimulating her clit with her finger. She felt herself cumming. She was catapulted into ecstasy, her pussy quivering around the fake cock. “Daddy, daddy, daddy,” she chanted with every slap. She licked her juices from her fingers as she pumped the dildo in her pussy once more, then lifted herself off. She just came, but she knew it could have been better. She needed a real dick in her cunt. It could have been her father, and she was determined to get the real thing. She wanted his cock, and she was going to get it. Part 2 coming soon.

Seducing My New Neighbor, Part II (Surprise! My neighbor’s girlfriend) By PhyllisRoger My initial fears and reservations about my new neighbor, Vanessa, had been answered months ago as she overcame her initial taboos about such things and willingly yielded to her seduction by my sexy dog, Toby. He was now servicing each of us from time to time as we got even better “acquainted.” It was a neighbor’s dream come true. Our private Le Club Taboo. One day Toby and I went over for one of our sexy visits with Vanessa, unannounced, knocked, she opened the door. I could see in the kitchen was someone else. My eyes met with Vanessa’s, she smiled…”That’s Sherry, my girlfriend from work.” I was getting nervous. “Maybe Toby and I should come back another time?” Vanessa pulled us into her apartment closing the door behind Toby and me. “I don’t know,” I said, looking down at the dog who looked up, tongue lolling, eagerly looking at Vanessa who was blushing. She mumbled: “Life is interesting,” followed by her suggestive little giggle. “It’s my neighbor Phyllis…and her dog, Toby,” she called out to the kitchen. Into the room came another gorgeous creature with a plate of snacks. “I’m Sherry,” she said and offered me a snack. “Wine?” she asked and I nodded. Soon the three of us were chatting, snacking and wining, Toby on the floor in repose. Sherry looked at him saying: “He’s a big boy. Vanessa told me all about him.” My voice cracked a little: “She did?” Sherry nodded and smiled. “He’s probably a good companion and you feel safer when he’s around.” “Yes,” I said, “he’s a very good companion.” I put a little twist to the ‘very’ part and Sherry gave a little grin…[she had been told ALL about him?! I wondered how much she had been told about my naughty dog.] We continued with our snacks and small talk. Later, Sherry walked into the kitchen, her bottom moving sensually under her little dress, returning another bottle of wine. I noticed how warm was the room…not just warmth from the room but from our conversation and my thoughts…naughty thoughts. [Vanessa had told Sherry about Toby. THAT about Toby? Vanessa had said ’life was interesting’ and I wondered what might happen. A collection of clues I pondered.] I reached down and patted my leg for Toby who stood and came to my side…tongue out. I gave him part of a snack saying “Good boy.” He sat at my feet and licked at my ankle. Sherry said: “You let him do that?” I said: “They say a dog’s tongue is very clean…and it feels nice.” Toby was warming to his task and licked again. “He has quite the tongue,” Sherry said looking at us. The tip of Toby’s cock was peeking out…and I looked at Sherry. And yes! She was staring at us and IT. Then she looked up and smiled. She was blushing. “I’ve never had a dog,” she said and glanced down again at the pulsing red tip of Toby‘s cock. She was obviously fascinated with it, pretending not to look. Vanessa was blushing, too, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV…saying: “There’s a good movie in a few minutes.” We watched and it was an old one: “Women in Love.” Sherry said: “Yes. I saw it once. It’s a ‘chick flick’ but I’d like to see it again.” The room was dark now, the sun having set, and the black and white film came on with the credits and then the story. It wasn’t long before Women in Love was showing two women expressing themselves. “Movies have come a long way since that was made,” Sherry said. “It is so suggestive and subtle.” “And sexy,” I added. “But these days,” I continued, “they would be not only necking and…naked…and…also finger fucking!” Sherry smiled at my words, nodded and drank some more wine, all of us quiet, watching as the two women in the film got close and kissed and caressed…fully clothed. I imagined they were naked, fingering each others’ cunts, even imagining a dog in the room. What naughty, taboo thoughts! I was getting aroused by the women even with their clothes on…my imagination was churning. I patted Toby on the head and he stood and licked at my knee. I looked at Sherry and she was watching. “Sometimes he’s a bad boy,” I remarked, “really bad.” Sherry smiled and watched the licking, his red dick easily seen, protruding a little more. I noticed Sherry’s breathing had changed and her breasts were moving irregularly…watching the women in the film but now just watching me and Toby and that long tongue, the red dick throbbing. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Sherry was staring…not at the movie. Sherry asked: “What do you mean ‘bad’?” All I could do was smile, [seductively?] and then she insisted “How ‘bad’ is ‘bad’?” I was blushing and Toby was actively licking at both my knees, his cock half out…my legs together fending him off. I was afraid of how my mouth might answer her question, giving her a clue or spilling the beans with my tone. I pushed Toby away. I didn’t answer, just beautiful Sherry’s questions [and Toby] were getting me hot. I stood and went to the bathroom to cool down, giving Vanessa the eye, letting her deal with her friend’s questions, as I passed between her and Sherry. Vanessa looked up and smiled…my eyes were questioning: ‘Would we admit Sherry into our private Le Club Taboo? Would Sherry instead be shocked and leave?’ So many answers to her questions, just in my look and silence. Vanessa smiled…and also blushed. While in the restroom I heard them talking but couldn’t hear the words. Mind you, I had no idea of what would happen among the three of us but was titillated by what might happen? Sherry was really sexy and pretty and Toby’s tongue would set her on fire if she would only let it happen. What with the wine, the sexy movie, and Toby licking my knees, his dick out in plain view, Sherry fixated on it asking questions and I wondered whether the scene had been set. In a way I wished Sherry wasn’t there as Vanessa and I would surely have a hot time in Le Club Taboo…my body was ready and my mind was whirring. I cooled down, a little. In another way I hoped Sherry would join in our forbidden pleasures. Excited with the possibilities, my mind inflamed, I returned to the living room. My cunt was wet, my body was ready but my behavior was discrete because of Sherry…maybe she’d be disgusted. As I looked in the room there they were and what a scene it was…my naughty thighs were massaging my cunt as I walked to the couch. The scene: Three beautiful women and one sexually active dog in a quiet room. That naughty, Toby was now being totally ‘friendly’ with Vanessa…Sherry in full stare. Sherry’s breasts were moving in and out with labored breathing, her dress above her knees which were parted slightly…was she getting hot, too?. I wondered what her pretty body was feeling…like mine? Was it the movie or Toby or...? I went to the kitchen and opened that extra bottle of wine for us. We were all warm, the movie was developing and returning to the couch I looked at Toby and Sherry, her dress above her open knees. She had removed her shoes and I could see her legs were bare, wondering what else was bare and what more excitement there might be. I took a deep breath and poured out the wine. My cunt was tingling in anticipation but I sat down with my knees clamped tight…shivers! Trying to behave myself…my body raging…my brain telling my body: “Be cool, damn you!” As I sat down, Sherry looked over at me, saying: “It’s a good movie Phyllis. I first saw it with my boyfriend at a drive-in movie…it got very hot…I got very hot and…” “And what?” I said. “You know…” she said and was blushing. I could care less about the movie just then and didn’t respond. Toby was working on Vanessa’s knees. She looked at me and smiled. Sherry continued: “What an active tongue…I’ve heard about dogs.” The ice was broken and I said: “Naughty dogs?” “It’s what you said, Phyllis…about Toby being naughty. It‘s not only his tongue, it‘s his…cock…pulsing with each lick! I‘ve never seen a dog‘s thing before.” So innocent calling it a ‘thing!’ I was losing control and got bold. “It’s just between the three of us,” I said, giving her permission. Sherry looked at Vanessa and all the licking. I said to Vanessa: “You can always tell him to stop at any time and I’ll pull him away.” That moment had come and I didn’t know what would happen but took a chance. Toby was excitedly working on Vanessa’s knees and I said: “Toby!” patting Sherry’s bare knees. Sherry flexed at my touch. Toby looked up and came over to her. It was the moment. Would Vanessa and I initiate a new member into Le Club Taboo or would Sherry get scared and leave? She was startled by my patting her knee and looked deep into my eyes. “Really?” she mumbled. “It’s just us three,” I said, reassuringly and Toby responded and licked at her, hitting her calf. I petted his ears. He knew it was okay, that it was the three of us; he licked Sherry’s calf again. “It feels strange…funny…tickles…nice…ooo…his nose is cold…and nice.” She could leave now but didn’t. It was the moment when doubt, body, mind collided…but the licking was good, is good and she was ready. I watched her as Toby went to work and then it was too late for her. The fears, the taboo, the forbidden were dashed. Sherry relaxed, surrendering to her body, the feelings of lust. “I don’t know. I…” she mumbled and laid her head against the couch closing her eyes. Toby kept licking, now on her knees and above. Le Seduction Finis! I moved her dress to her waist. She looked at me and smiled. She had skimpy little panties; I massaged her legs as Toby had gotten her scent, licking at her thigh…She turned her face to me, her eyes full of questions and excitement. I smoothed Sherry’s legs, opening them, giving Toby permission for his treat and he didn’t disappoint, licking her thighs, one side and then the other. “His nose is so cold,” she said, closing her eyes. I took her hand and Vanessa took the other. “This is naughty," she whispered, "really... I shouldn’t be doing this… UNH! He feels so good. He‘s right there! OH GOD!” Her legs were apart now and she scooted down. I pulled her tiny panties to one side. Sherry exclaimed: “OH! God! That nose…OH!” I watched Toby’s tongue as he licked her, nudging his nose on her clit and slurping that long urgent tongue into her cunt, slurping with more licks and Sherry lifted up for more. “This is wrong,” she said and lifted again, opening more. I petted her cheek. She was hot with tears and flexed more. I released her hand which went to Toby’s head and ears, rubbing them, chuckling at his mouth and tongue, urging him into her…legs splayed. “OH! OH!” she exclaimed, playing with Toby’s mouth, caressing it. It was such a scene and the movie droned on. I glanced at the screen…the women were kissing…I leaned in and kissed Sherry. Her tongue was thick in her mouth. She mumbled: “I’m close…UNH…Oh God it’s good! He’s good. He’s so naughty and hot and his…tongue...licking...my...[gasp]...cunt!....…OH! OH!” I smoothed her cheek and whispered in her ear: “He’s fucking you with his tongue.“ Sherry smiled. “It’s so strange and good,“ then with inaudible grunts, she stiffened and held and convulsed and came, grabbing both our hands, flexed and came again, holding herself, then releasing with more grunts, her body twisted on the tongue and more ‘oh’s’ and it made me so hot I wanted some, too. Now Toby was finished, a few final licks…Sherry, too, and then we three gradually calmed down. We were all hot and wanted more but not this night. No dog fucking the first time…that would come later. Sherry had been initiated into Le Club Taboo. The coronation would be another time. Finally Sherry whispered: “Just between the three of us? Promise? What a movie,” she said changing the subject. We both nodded. Then later back to the topic on all our minds: “A one time thing?” Sherry asked. “Whatever you say.” we said in unison. Sherry’s breath returned and she straightened her dress….Toby was at his water bowl. “I’m not so sure about one time,” she said, “it was really good, better than good.” I winked at Vanessa. She smiled. We both knew. Another weekend and visit and who knew what more surprises. But even then with pretty Sherry I knew more would come later…it was too good not to want to do it again and I thought of my zoo initiation, in private, a total surprise, how it was too good not to want it again and more. Private Reflections of Phyllis on the evening with Vanessa and Sherry: Later that night I laid back on my couch having watched the unimaginable with Toby and Vanessa’s friend, the delicious Sherry…I had never imagined such things happening. Remembering how Toby and I were an accident as one day, when I was relaxing in my quiet room, and he came to explore…one thing led to another from licking and tickling my toes, to my ankles, to my knees and thighs and…in the privacy of my apartment, all alone, who would know, and that probing nose and licking tongue had aroused me…aroused my cunt. Then Toby licking me wet as I lay there throbbing and enjoyed it all…the taboo joy…without any inhibition. Naughty dog Toby had initiated me. Who would know? And Toby wouldn’t tell would he? It had seemed so natural, and was…just my dog and me and the shaking orgasm that took me to new heights…impossible and yet…it was not a man or all the emotional overlays and hesitancies of a normal relationship…it was just two animals: animal female me and animal male dog and enjoying and cuming…flexing and ‘yessing’ and ‘ohs and ahs’ and releasing to nature‘s instincts…so private. After that first time I lay on my couch in my living room thinking about it all, feeling dirty and excited and more…something I knew was forbidden, taboo but so much pleasure. I couldn’t let such a thing happen to me…a good girl…but it was so good and the next day I wanted more than licking…I wanted penetration…serious fucking. I had to teach Toby to mount and used my hand to lead his cock into me. That first time was so hit and miss…mostly miss!…but when he finally entered my wet cunt nature took over…animal nature...as he became frantic and fucked deep and hard…and I lifted in response and we were animals and cuming hard as his paws gripped my waist, held and fucked me hard…I came again and again until I was exhausted and filled. Finally, Toby lifted off, panting…me, too, dizzy! I just rested my head on a cushion feeling the wet run down my legs, cooling. Finally getting back my breath, wiping the tears on my cheeks. Toby at his bowl and resting, licking his throbbing cock. I was in some other place that first time. Then my fears of discovery when visitors came and Toby had to be locked in my bedroom. He would whine a little and then sleep. Later Vanessa came into my life. She was so hot to look at and then things happened…as I hoped they would and we had many good times. Was it Sherry’s turn to join the two of us or was it “her one time thing?” The feeling a woman has when she enjoys a spontaneous, unexpected, full and complete rocking orgasm? "Wow" is the only word for it…and having one so intense…a full body orgasm…who among us would not want more? What an evening it had been with Vanessa and Sherry. I had my hopes but remembered my own experience that first time, how I was both embarrassed and excited and the many other times that followed. Sherry was a gorgeous sexy woman…she had shaken and pulsed, cum hard and enjoyed this naughty thing…I could hardly wait for the next time which would surely come…cum? Vanessa called the next day and said: “Next Friday?” I replied: “Will Sherry be there, too?” All Vanessa could say, between giggles, was: “Guess!” I could hardly wait. Le Club Taboo had a new member.

Hermione was so mad at Ron! How could he go telling everybody abouttheir private time and she chose to reveal to him in private? Sometimes he could be so sweet, but most of the time he still acted his age, immature and snobbish. She strolled down next to the lake to vent some steam by swimming. She laid her bags on the ground and hid them with an invisibility charm, so she would not be disturbed or teased. She kept her robes on so she could hide them in the water and placed the bubble head charm on herself and then dove into the water. It was cold, unseasonably so, but she quickly remedied that by using a warming charm on herself. She kicked fiercely through the water trying to get as far from land as possible, but still kept an eye out for the wilder animals of the lake. She had done this many times before but she knew that she couldn't let her guard down. "I haven't seen you in here before, what are you doing here?" said a strange voice. She whirled around and saw the large dark outline of some huge animal. She quickly brought her wand to bare on the creature, but it quickly yelled "No!!!" and a tentacle came out and tore the wand from her grasp. "Please don’t hurt me, I just get so lonely down here, didn't mean to scare you" the squid said as it came into view. Hermione was extremely relieved to see the squid and said "Oh, I am terribly sorry, I thought you were some creature coming to attack me" "No, no, no, I never attack students, I just get overly curious when they come for a swim sometimes. What’s your name? My name is Gerid." "Hermione, nice to meet you Gerid" "What are you doing swimming all the way down here, it’s not safe for students? "My boyfriend was being a real bugger and I needed to vent some steam by swimming. What are you doing around here in the shallow end?" "Me, oh, I uh, always like to patrol the lake and investigate any newcomers as well as play tricks with the students." "Well, it’s nice to meet you...." Hermione was quickly silenced when a voice from above reached her ears. It was Ron, trying to find her. She instinctively turned around started swimming for the deeper water when the squid made a suggestion "Why don’t I just take you down to the bottom? It would be a lot quicker and safer with me around." "Sure, but I can’t stay too long" "Oh, don’t worry, we should be down there only long enough" Before she could ask what he meant by that, the quid had already moved closer to her and began to extend his tentacles out. The squid wrapped several tentacles across her stomach so that he could pull her back down into the water and away from Ron. When he was convinced she was securely in his tentacles, he began the descent. From the force of his swimming strokes her robes started to tear at the seams, and when he released her once they were down to a reasonable depth, her top robes came off completely, exposing her one-piece swimsuit to the cold water. He still had a couple of tentacles around her legs and arms, but these loosened up as they relaxed in the murky water. A couple of adventurous tentacles were still trying to wrap around her waist but were actually ending up at the base of her cleavage, and one of the tentacle tips rested directly on the large V between her breasts. The thousands of little suckers on that exposed part of her skin felt good as they kissed and massaged her skin. Several tentacles had also wrapped her upper thighs and the suckers created a gentle massaging and almost ticklish feeling. When one of the tentacles brushed up between her legs, pressing down on her crotch, with its light kisses, she realized she was becoming aroused. Managing to free her hands from the tentacles, she rested both of them on her crotch, trying to keep the tentacle from arousing her further. The squid didn't seem to notice. Tentacles continued to grip and tease her, holding her closer to the squid's mouth as they ran along her skin. One of them brushed up against the crack of her ass and she yelped, trying to jump away. One hand flew from her crotch to her ass as she blushed furiously in the murky darkness of the lake. The squid stopped, its tentacles touching and probing Hermione with quiet insistence. "Something wrong Hermione?" "Yes, you keep runni-" her words ended in a yelp as the tentacle tip on her cleavage began to slowly investigate the space between her breasts and then began to wrap around her right breast. "You keep doing that!" The pure innocent and confusion almost broke her heart as the squid sniffed, "I'm sorry, no, no, no, I'm so sorry. I can't seem to control them when I'm doing something. Dum... I never figured it out." The water was no longer rushing around the squid, but it didn't seem to want to let go of Hermione. She was about to say something when the tentacle in her cleavage began to play with her right nipple. She looked down and she could see the tentacle worming its way into her cleavage like a fat snake. The tip of the tentacle was now wrapping and unwrapping around her nipple while the main body of the tentacle began to squeeze her breast in a slow and undulating pace. Next to her, the squid suddenly spoke up, "I feel funny." Eyes widening, Hermione looked at the beak, "You feel funny!? You have a tentacle on... my..." Another tentacle then entered the back of her suit and was makings its way towards her left breast. She moved her hand from her ass to try and stop the tentacles from making any more advancements into her cleavage, but as soon as she did that, the tentacle at her ass began to nudge its way past the hemline of the bathing suit and was gently stroking and massaging her ass while slowly moving towards her back entrance. This she could not allow so she surrendered her breasts to the tentacles and moved her hand to pull out the other tentacle dangerously close to her ass. As soon as she had moved her hand, the other tentacle near her breasts had moved into her suit and encircled her left breast and both began to tweak her nipples. Hermione squirmed, but struggled less she did before as the stirrings of pleasure began to grow inside her. All of a sudden she felt a tentacle crawling up her back and then it came over her shoulders and dove into her cleavage. It continued down past her cleavage and began to play with her belly button, teasing it with its thousands of little suckers as more and more of it pushed down into her swimsuit. She could do nothing to stop the advance of this tentacle as it slowly began to creep down towards her waistline and the top of her crotch. Her hand protecting her crotch kept it at bay, but the light kisses were beginning to feel so good. She gasped in surprise and shock as a single sucker attached itself to her clit, and the world seemed to explode. She had never had a boyfriend that could stimulate her in these ways, and she wanted it to keep going on. The one tentacle brushing up against her clit was beginning to feel good and surprised herself by unconsciously thrusting slightly at it. The hand over her underwear tightened slightly, feeling the wiggling tentacle underneath the thin fabric. A shuddering gasp escaped her lips as she released the hand on the front of her crotch and let the tentacle probe into the outer lips of her pussy, as the suckers kissed lightly along her clit. It inserted about two inches of its tip into her and she leaned her head back in astonishment at how good it felt! The tentacle near her ass, however, she kept a firm hand on, just in case. The squid seemed to calm down as the tentacles wrapped around her arms and legs and waist, stroking her with thousands of soft kisses over every inch of her body. Hermione moaned softly, ignoring the sensation of her swimsuit being pulled down off her shoulders. She looked down and was aroused even more by the sight of the tentacles playing with her breasts. Her hand covered her ass tightly, but the incredible sensations inside her pussy were beginning to make the world shake. Each stroke seemed to arouse more pleasure from the soaking cunt and soon she was panting from the sensations as six inches of the tentacle were inserted into her pussy and began to methodically probe in and out, filling her like no man could. "Am... I doing wrong?" The squid's voice was very soft, almost hesitant. Hermione hesitated, but the gentle pleasures across every inch of her skin stopped her, "Ye... no... sort of. It feels good, but I'm ......" The squid said nothing but continued to stroke along Hermione, its tentacles brushing against every inch of her body except where her hand protected. Hermione's clit felt so electric, ready to explode, as the squid used the tip of its tentacle to stroke in and out with an increasing depth and tempo. The tentacles finished removing the swimsuit, which gave the tentacle in her pussy a better angle to thrust, which allowed four more inches of the tentacle into her pussy. The squid continued to speak in a soft voice, "Should I stop?" Hermione shook her head, her body shaking from the senses that were crashing into them, "No, please.........don't." A tentacle swirled up from behind her and teased between her legs, the tip seemed to be pushing back toward her bum when Hermione shook her head again, "No, not there. Not in the ass" In an even quieter voice, almost too low for Hermione to hear, "Just along then? It feels good." Even as the thought flashed through her head, she found herself curious about the tentacles. Would the kisses feel good there too? "Just not in?" As she was enjoying all the sensations all over her body, she felt another tentacle brushing up against her cheeks and when she opened her eyes, she could not believe what she saw. It looked like a human penis extended out from its uncircumcised sheath, it was about sixteen inches long and three inches in diameter, but with millions of little suckers all over, undulating in the cool water. She cooed as the tentacle brushed lightly across her face, tickling her lips. The next time it came by, Hermione was surprised to feel her tongue reaching out for the member, but she was only teased as it continued to press all over face. The next time it came around she flicked her body so that she could kiss the side of the shaft and was rewarded the next time it came around. This time it went straight for her lips, just barely in range for a few light kisses, and then it came close enough for her to wrap her lips around it. She brought her free hand up to it and began to gently stroke along its length, also pulling more and more of it into her craving mouth. As she took the first couple of inches in her tongue felt like it was on fire because of all the light kisses it was receiving from the suckers along the shaft. She worked her tongue over the tentacle and began to bob her head up and down on it, just like with her boyfriends. The squid's movements became lively for a second as one tentacle wrapped around the wrist of the hand protecting her ass and gently pried it away. The tentacle between her ass cheeks slid up, parting the smooth curves of her ass to stroke along the length, briefly teasing the puckered entrance before teasing the inside. Hermione shivered with pleasure, her entire body almost burning with sensations as the tentacles caressed her breasts and worked their way into her clenching pussy and ass. Suddenly, she felt the cock in her mouth start to expand and knew what to expect. She quickly inserted as much of the cock as she could into her mouth, and began to suck. She was rewarded with several strong bursts of the squid’s seed. She gulped it down and noticed that it had a bit of a salty taste to it, just like a human male’s seed tasted. She continued to suck on the cock until it stopped. She removed the member from her mouth and it drifted out of view briefly. She noticed it coming back, but it was not aimed at her face any more, but rather at her excited pussy. The tentacle that was filling her with about ten inches of kissing and exciting suckers removed itself to make room for the phallus. The cock made slow circling patterns on her outer lips as it slowly centered on the entrance. It did not insert all the way at first but gradually pushed its way into her welcoming cunt. If the kisses on her tongue had felt electric, this new feeling threatened to make her black out from the pleasure. The cock filled her pussy with its full length and she clenched hard every time it began to thrust out so she could hold onto it for just a little bit longer. The medium pace was agonizing so she reached down with both her hands and grabbed the phallus by the base and began to increase the thrusting motion. After a couple of seconds she was able to let go as the tentacle kept the pace up on its own. She brought her hands up to the tentacles still massaging her breasts and pressed them hard against her firm cleavage. The whole encounter was bringing her to climax after climax and she never wanted it to end. The one buried in her pussy continued to thrust the hardest, running in and out with gentle strokes. To Hermione, if felt like she was going to explode as her clit throbbed almost painfully. Then, the world exploded around her and she climaxed like she had never done before, clenching onto the tentacles inside her as she moaned in pleasure. The suckers around her pussy lips continued to kiss and pleasure as she felt her entire body shudder from the effort of the orgasm. Hermione felt each jolt of the orgasm as the tentacle continued to wriggle inside her, but she was lost in the incredible sensations that assaulted her, each thrust brought pleasure almost to a burst point as her body writhed in the tentacle's embrace. She felt the tentacle in her pussy expand to an enormous size and then felt it explode with its warm seed inside her tightly clenched pussy lips. Too soon, the tentacles began to withdraw, and she felt herself already dreading the end. "Wow..."

Being an identical twin is weird. It's difficult to develop a strong sense of self when your growing up with someone that makes you feel like your looking in a mirror. As was the case with 18 year old Megan and Kaley. When they were younger, both sisters tried their hardest to separate themselves from the other, without much luck. It didn't help that they were developing just as similarly as they were born. Standing at 5'4" they seemed to be perfectly proportioned for their developing bodies. Both had B cup breasts that would have looked a little too big for a 18 year old frame had they not been balanced out by a butt that stuck out just enough and rounded by a few years of athletics (dance for Kaley and Soccer for Megan). Kaley and Megan shared bright blonde hair, the kind that looked like it should have darkened as they got older but never did. Megan had cut hers short, while Kaley liked to keep hers in a longish ponytail. Blue eyes rounded out the looks that kept their father up at night worrying about what horrible things boys might have in mind for his angels. A few years earlier certain things start to happen to teenagers, they start to have those funny feelings that cause their hands to go wandering around their bodies. While both girls had messed around with boys, nothing more than some over the undergarments groping and making out had taken place. Because things hadn't gone any further the girls, much like boys of this age, had sex on the mind quite often and had taken to exploring their bodies in ways to help excite them and bring them the most pleasure... Kaley sat in her room in front of her full length mirror to admire the way some new teal leggings make her butt look. It was quickly becoming her body's favorite feature. She loved all the attention it got from the boys, and some girls. She'd have to hide these so her sister didn't wear them a bunch before her. Looking at the curves of her body a naughty idea crept into her head. She glanced at her bedroom door, it was locked and her parents wouldn't be home for a couple hours. She saw her sister playing Apex with that nerd she met online, so she would be busy for a while. Sinking back to sit on the edge of her bed she spread her legs and began to rub her pussy over her leggings, she could already feel the heat through the material. "Fuck" she whispered to herself. She loved the feeling of that first touch when she was horny. She began to rub harder and faster, eventually slipping her hand in side the waist band of her leggings and feeling the warm fluid starting to soak into the leggings. She could feel the orgasm building, she loved the sight of herself as she built up to cumming and then the release. She stared hard at her image in the mirror, her hand rubbing her clit hard and fast. Biting her lip she felt the first wave hit her and saw herself jerk as she started cumming. Kaley slid to the floor in that hazy relaxed post orgasm state. A large wet spot left in her teal leggings. "CONTACT WEST!" Megan yelled into her mic just before getting shot from behind and ending her match. In a rage Megan pounded her desk and exited the game. She hated playing with lazy team members. In the quiet following, she could hear her sister getting off down the hall. She wasn't as quiet as she thought she was. It was so gross, her sister was horny all the time. Why couldn't she just get a steady boyfriend and do it in a car or something so she didn't have to hear it. She stomped down the hall and banged on her sisters door leading to the now quiet room behind. After getting no response starting to moan loudly and theatrically imitating her sister " Ugh Ugh OH MY GOD!!!, SHUT THE FUCK UP KALEY! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THAT SHIT". She stomped back to her room and slammed the door. Kaley still sitting in her wet leggings was glad he sister didn't push it any further. Usually once wasn't enough for her and her sister banging on the door tended to kill her momentum. She gets so ragey when she plays that, she thought. But the more she thought about it the more mad she became. Why did she have to be the quiet one, she had to listen to Megan rage over her stupid game? Kaley got up not even thinking about the wet spot still in her leggings pulled open her door and headed down the hall. When she got to Megan's rooms and burst through the unlocked door "Screw y - " she began before noticing her sister in mid change in just a bra and nothing else. It wasn't like she hadn't seen it before, hell, she saw if every time she looked in the mirror. Megan's pussy was shaved and her stomach was flat with some abs showing through form the years of running around a soccer field. She was actually wearing a girly bra for once, that was weird. "Sorry, I didn't know you were changing, but why the fuck should I be quiet when I have to hear you swearing and yelling at some nerds all afternoon?!" Seeing her sister mostly naked reminded her of cumming while looking at herself in the mirror. Wait, is my sister turning me on? or am I turning myself on? "Because I'm not filling the house with the sound of porn!" Megan shot back, pausing in her state of half dress. Noticing the far away look in Kaley's eyes Megan asked "Why are you looking at me like that perv?" Shaking the thoughts away Kaley responded "At least I know how to enjoy my body, when was the last time you even got touched or touched yourself for that matter?" Looking at Kaley to continue the argument she notice the large wet spot in between Kaley's legs on the teal leggings. Damn, that was a lot of cum she thought. She would never admit it to her, but Megan was jealous of how free Kaley was with touching herself and exploring what she liked. It didn't come as naturally to her. "I'm fine" she weakly said back. "Seriously? You don't get horny? Your so special that your don't like to get off once in a while?" The anger getting the better of her Megan said, "Shut up, I cum in my panties just like you! I'm just not so loud about it." She was trying to sound edgy, she wasn't sure if it worked. "Whatever." Kaley just turned and left the room. The next time she was in front of that mirror with her fingers deep in her pussy she couldn't help thinking This is what Megan must look like.... The next morning Kaley woke with a smile on her face. She had a plan. "Hey" Megan greeted Kaley in an awkward so of way, clearly still thinking about the argument from yesterday. "You ok? I didn't mean what I said yesterday you know." Megan look at her sister, "Yea I'm fine but you know that your more experienced than me and it makes me so mad when you use it against me like that." "I know, I feel bad, so I decided I can help you a little. If you want." Kaley said trying to sound as sorry as she could. "Whoa, what does that mean?" Megan nervously asked. "Well, I was thinking about the last time I messed around with a boy and maybe I could describe it to you, I mean in detail how it went. So maybe the next time you were in that situation, you would feel more comfortable and you might get a little farther." smiled Kaley, trying to act like a big sister even though, technically she was the younger one by a few minutes. "I don't know that sounds kinda weird." "Trust me, we'll do it tonight after mom and dad go to sleep. I promise it'll make you feel better about the whole thing." That night after their parents where asleep, Kaley left her room and walked quietly down the hall to her sisters room. Megan was sitting on her bed scrolling through her socials. She was wearing some thin shorts and a tank top she often slept in. Kaley walked in in just a bra and panties that were a little too small cause she thought it made her ass look hot wrapping tightly around her curves. "Why aren't you in your pajamas?" asked Megan shifting nervously. "I thought if I wore just my underwear it would make you feel a little more comfortable." Kaley gave Megan her friendliest smile. "Ok, but I've been thinking, I don't know about this, this feels weird." Megan was clearly uncomfortable. "How about this, I'll sit at the foot of your bed and I'll describe some stuff and you close your eyes and picture it. That way maybe you'll forget its your twin telling you this and you can focus on the story." Kaley said, climbing onto the bed without waiting for an answer. "Ok, ok, I'll try" Megan closed her eyes. Kaley began to describe her last encounter with one of the baseball team. She went into great detail about how it felt to have his hands sliding over her clothing and the build up of excitement she felt as he started to slide under her shirt. How her nipples were so hard feeling his hand run over her bra. Kaley intentionally left out information about him or how is dick felt in her hand for the first time, instead focusing entirely on how she felt, how wet she was, how it felt to feel his finger run over the front of her damp panties. Thrusting her hips up to create more pressure, the wonderful feeling of his hand all over her body and how badly she wanted something inside her pussy. Megan at this point was rubbing one of her tits lightly and slowly gyrating her hips without meaning to. "I was kindof shocked when he slipped his hand underneath the edge of my panties and I felt someone else's fingers on my pussy, I gasped a little and I think I scared him cause he stopped." Kaley feigned to be a little sad. Megan opened her eyes, Kaley could see how horny she was. "Pull off your shorts, I'll tell you another story but this time I want you to rub your... self." Megan didn't protest this time, she wanted release too badly. She close her eyes again and began slowly to move her hand between her legs to her teenage virgin pussy. Kaley told he about her next encounter when the boy had sucked on her tits, and flicked her nipples with his tongue. How he wanted to fuck her but she didn't let him. Her sister Megan was so wet she could see it all over her pussy lips and fingers. Kaley crawled up to Megan, her beautiful twin sister, rubbing her pussy and massaging her tits, she leaned up close to Megan's hear and whispered.... "Do you know what if feels like to have someone lick your pussy?" At those words from her sister, Megan moaned a little. That was what she wanted more than anything in the world right then. She felt her sister moving around but she wondered why she had stopped talking. "It feels.... amazing." Kaley whispered. "It feels like...... this!" Megan's mind barely had time to register what her twin sister had said before she felt a soft, warm, wet tongue slide up over her pussy lips and fingers. She gasped, her eyes flew open, looking down she saw her twin sister, looking exactly like her, staring back up at her with her tongue eagerly working away at her pussy. "Wh - what are you doing?! You-you can't.... stop." "MMMmmmmmm I've wanted to taste this pussy since I've tasted my own." Kaley relished the effect her tongue had on her twin sister. Pushing her tongue as deep as she could into her virgin sisters pussy. God she tastes so good. Megan became to cum, she couldn't help it, it felt so good. She felt so dirty having her twin sisters tongue all over her pussy and feeling dirty like that made her so much hotter. She came for what felt like hours, it was so wet between her cumming and her sisters saliva. Megan pushed her sister away. "What the fuck was that?!" she demanded trying to sound angry and failing. "You loved it, and I've wanted to do that for a long time. I think about you when I finger myself in front of my mirror." grinned Kaley. "Oh fuck. I can't believe this, I can't believe it felt so good. How could you not tell me how good that felt before this?!" Megan asked between breathes. "I don't know cause I've never left anyone do it to me before, I made it up. But now that I've had my tongue in your pussy Megan, I was hoping you would do the same for me..." Kaley losing some of her usual confidence. "Holy fuck, I need to sleep on this, I can't believe what just happened and now that your asking me this." "Ok sis, give it some thought, I'm going to go use some of this to get me off." Kaley said as she wiped the cum off her chin. Megan watched her twin sisters ass sway as she walked slowly out of her room, What the fuck? what the fuck? I don't know what just happened but I've never cum like that before....

Kathy Travis was sitting on her front porch talking to her best friend Sarah about the things going on in their lives when the topic of sex came up, which if Sarah Waller is in the conversation is quite often. To say that Sarah had a high sex drive would be like calling the ocean a small wet spot on the globe. She began to tell Kathy, in great detail, about the latest app she discovered which allows people to trade nude pics with each other. She told her that all faces had to be left out of the pictures or the app would blur them anyway. She said it was like shopping for a new car. First you look to see if anything appeals to you and then you take it for a test drive. It was a site whose primary purpose was trading pictures. You simply uploaded a nude or semi-nude picture of yourself and list your interests and the app would generate matches for you. Then you could chat with the matches or just trade pics. The whole idea of sharing naked pictures with a stranger appealed to Kathy for some odd reason, even though she had never taken a nude or even mildly risque picture of herself, or anyone else for that matter. She was intrigued, but told Sarah that she would check the app out later. Later for her meant the next day while she was at work and at lunch. She sat in her usual corner of the break room so she could lean back against the wall and scanned the app selection on her phone. She found the app, but realized too late that she had spent too much time checking out others beforehand and that she didn't have a chance to look at it as thoroughly as she wanted. She decided that she would download the app and then look it over a little more fully when she got home. Once she got home she opened the app and filled out everything that they asked for, as long as it wasn't too personal. The only thing she couldn't do at work was upload her pictures. She didn't have any. It wasn't that she was against taking risque pictures of herself, or letting someone else do it for that matter, she just had never done it. As she sat on her back deck that evening enjoying a glass of wine she read a little more about the app and how it worked. No personal information was shared through the app with another person, just the app. All contact was through an anonymous email address that you set up with the app. It was even free to sign up and use, although you were bombarded with ads unless you paid for the upgraded version. She sipped her second glass of wine and thought about whether or not she could do this. After her third glass of wine she decided she could and she should. As she finished her fourth glass of wine she decided it was time to get on with it. Thinking about taking pictures of herself had her very horny and wet. Just the thought of someone looking at her, without knowing it was her, turned her on like never before. She was not an exhibitionist in any sense of the word. She only wore a one piece bathing suit, when she actually went swimming, and always wore “comfortable” pants that didn't show off the body that she worked so hard to keep in shape. Once she was in her room she didn't waste any time getting fully naked. As soon as her bra came off she flopped back on the bed and her hand dove straight to her sopping wet pussy. She was horny and on a mission. She didn't start gently like she normally would. No. She pressed down on her clit immediately and began rubbing her fingers back and forth. Her free hand went to a nipple and tweaked it violently. She wanted to cum, and she wanted to cum right now. Thinking about showing her body off to a bunch of random people was turning her on and it didn't take very long before her ass lifted off the bed and a geyser erupted from her nether region. It had been years since she had squirted that forcefully and it truly surprised her. That her most intense orgasm in years. After her breathing returned to normal and her body began to function once again, she got up off the bed and went to the closet where she kept her digital camera. She could have used her phone like most people, but she had the tripod for the camera so she decided to use it. She sat the camera up beside the bed and then went to the bathroom to clean up. She wanted to look her absolute best when she took her first nude pictures, not that anyone would ever see her face. She showered and scrubbed all of her makeup off and the proceeded to reapply it all. She shaved her swollen pussy so it looked it's most edible best and she even dried and styled her hair as if she were going out on the town. When her hair and make-up were done to her satisfaction she decided it was time. Kathy checked to make sure that the camera was pointed just at the bed and that nothing else in the room could be seen. She then crawled up on the bed on her hands and knees. Using the wireless remote that this particular camera had she took several test shots of her ass. When she checked to see how they looked she was pleasantly surprised. For a thirty eight year old single mother her ass looked damn good. She decided to just play around and she would choose which picture to upload later. She crawled back on the bed and took some more pictures of her ass. She then spread her legs a little to try and get a shot of her still wet pussy. Her hand made an appearance and probed her wetness as well as spread her lips for the world to see how wet she really was. She was really getting herself worked up and inserted a second finger deep inside her vagina. Her palm was rubbing her clit and before long she had another squirting orgasm. Unbeknownst to her, she had fallen on the shutter remote during her orgasm and managed to get several dozen shots of her womanly fountain. She decided, once she could move again, that she should take a few shots of her tits as well. She grabbed the camera off the tripod and lay back on her pillows. She held the camera out selfie style and snapped a couple of pictures before she realized that it had a swiveling screen on it. Once she turned the screen to where she could see it she captured a couple of really nice shots. Pleased with her effort she placed the camera on her nightstand and quickly fell asleep. With life being what it is she totally forgot about the camera and the pictures until Sarah came over a couple of days later. They were sitting on the back deck this time enjoying a glass of wine when Sarah asked Kathy if she had decided on the app yet or not. That jogged Kathy's memory and she told Sarah that she had already taken a bunch of pictures of herself, she just hadn't gotten around to loading them yet. She went upstairs and got her camera and asked Sarah to tell her if she thought the pictures were any good. Since she hadn't looked at them, she had no idea that she had caught herself in the process of getting herself off. She handed Sarah the camera and refilled their wine glasses. She sat there silently sipping her wine as she watched Sarah scroll through the pictures. It didn't escape her attention that Sarah had started squirming around a bit and was biting her bottom lip. When Sarah sat the camera down her hands were shaking and she was breathing heavier than normal. Kathy noticed. “What?”, she asked her friend. “Are they not good enough? I know I took them myself, but the test shots I took looked okay, so I would think the rest of them are pretty good.” “Pretty good? You think these are pretty good? God damn Kathy, I am so fucking wet and horny right now from looking at those I almost came. They are fucking phenomenal.” Kathy didn't know what to say. She didn't think any of the pictures she took were worthy of that kind of reaction. Sarah could see the disbelief on her friends face and picked the camera up and came and sat down beside her on the swing. She leaned in as close as she could and held the camera so they both could see it. “Have you even looked at these?” “Uh, not really. I was tired when I was done and just put the camera down and went to sleep.” Sarah laughed out loud and said, “I can see why. Here, let me show you.” She started scrolling through the pictures and gave her opinion on each one, whether it was worth posting or not. She scrolled pretty quickly through the test shots since they were pretty basic. When Kathy's hand made an appearance she really slowed down and became more in depth with her commentary. Kathy could smell her friend's honeysuckle shampoo as she leaned against her. She had never noticed it before and liked the smell. She also liked the feel of their arms touching. It was a personal touch that she hadn't had in a long time. She wasn't into women as a rule, but did have a deep appreciation for a beautiful human being and Sarah was definitely a beautiful human being. At 5'9” she was pretty tall and her long blond hair never seemed to leave her wanting for attention. She also had a nice 34B chest, with those perky tits that guys just seemed to drool over, and a nice firm ass that Kathy would never admit to checking out once in a while in a pair of tight short, shorts or painted on jeans. Kathy knew she worked out a lot and thought her body was simply okay, but to hear Sarah talking about how sexy some of the pictures were was making her feel good about herself. Sarah mentioned how clean her pussy looked shaved bare and noticed that you could see how wet she was thanks to the high resolution of the camera. She once again began to squirm in her seat as they continued looking at the pictures. She marveled at how tight Kathy's pussy looked as she had two fingers buried as deep in it as she could get them. She was subconsciously licking her lips and said to herself, just loudly enough that Kathy caught it, “That looks so tight. I bet it tastes as good as it looks.” Kathy looked at her friend without turning her head and noticed the slightly glazed look in her eyes. Sarah was holding the camera with both hands so she could scroll through the pictures but didn't miss it when Kathy rested her hand on her thigh just below the hem of her shorts. Kathy thought that was the last picture she had taken before she had gotten herself off to another mind altering orgasm so she was ready to see her selfie styled shots of her breasts. She was not ready when Sarah told her to watch. Sarah began tapping the forward button as fast as she could and Kathy watched in shock as her entire masturbation session was caught in close-up, high definition, stop animation. Her mouth hung open and she was unable to speak. Never in a thousand years would she have given the camera to Sarah to look at if she had known those pictures were on there. As Sarah scrolled through the pictures she was getting more and more fidgety. When she got to the series of shots that showed Kathy beginning to squirt she clamped her legs together. That only served to trap Kathy's hand between the where she began to notice the extreme heat coming from her friends crotch. Sarah's reaction to her pictures caused Kathy to feel a dampness in her own panties. Like before, Sarah was shaking and breathing heavily when she sat the camera down. She turned to Kathy who still had her mouth open in shock and said, “So fucking sexy.” She then leaned in and effectively closed Kathy's mouth by kissing her. Her hand found the back of Kathy's head as her tongue found its way into her open mouth. Kathy was turned on by what she had just seen of herself and Sarah's reaction to it, and although she was surprised by the kiss, she didn't resist when Sarah kissed her. In fact, she kissed her back. Having gone without for so long she had forgotten what it was like to be wanted, and it was apparent, even to her long out of practice self, that Sarah wanted her. As their tongues dueled for supremacy their hands began to roam all over each others bodies. Kathy ran her hands down her friends chest and found her nipples steely hard even through the t-shirt and bra she wore. As she gave them a squeeze Sarah moaned softly into her mouth. She pinched them lightly causing her to moan again. Each moan from her friend sent a signal to her now throbbing pussy to generate more wetness. She could tell that her panties were now soaked through and she figured, correctly, that she was now sporting a visible wet spot in her shorts. Not wanting to miss out on what she knew her friend was offering, and not wanting to get eaten alive by mosquitoes, Kathy stood up and nearly dragged Sarah into the house. They made it as far as the living room couch before the fell into each others arms again. They continued to make out as they began to remove the little bit of clothing they were wearing, only breaking their kiss long enough to remove their shirts. They fell back onto the couch as naked as the day the were born. Sarah was massaging Kathy's slightly larger tits and rubbing her thumbs over her now swollen nipples. The shocks it was sending to Kathy's mind was causing her to whimper into Sarah's mouth. Sarah had seen it in pictures just moments ago, but now she was salivating with desire as she began to kiss her way down Kathy's magnificent body to her promised land. She planted kisses on each nipple before sucking them briefly causing Kathy's fluids to flow and her breathing to quicken. Sarah didn't stop there. She kissed a trail down Kathy's stomach and flicked her tongue into her bellybutton causing a giggle that she wasn't expecting. She smirked to herself and continued kissing downward. As she reached the top of Kathy's recently groomed vagina she abruptly stopped causing Kathy to groan in disappointment. Her disappointment was short lived however. Sarah now had a foot in her hand as began licking and kissing each toe individually. Kathy had never had anyone suck her toes before and found it very arousing. Sarah alternated legs as she ran her hands up and down the velvety smooth skin, kissing as much as she could. The anticipation of knowing what was coming had Kathy squirming on the couch. Each time she got too carried away in her excitement Sarah would stop until she calmed down. As soon as she stopped squirming the kissing and rubbing would begin again. It felt like hours to Kathy's mind, but was really only a couple of minutes, before Sarah began to push Kathy's legs apart exposing her glorious pussy to Sarah's eyes in person for the first time. Kathy had never been teased so much for so long and had definitely never been this turned on. She was clawing at the cushions on the couch and not caring if she tore them or not. All she could think about was her friend kissing up her legs and about to taste her womanly nectar. She was already on the verge of cumming but was fighting diligently against it. Sarah seemed to know it too and would stop each time Kathy began moving to much giving her a chance to calm down. Kathy definitely didn't want to cum until Sarah's tongue and oh so talented mouth made actual contact with her pussy. As Sarah neared her final destination she began to kiss closer and closer together with a tiny lick thrown in between kisses. She could smell the musky aroma of Kathy's drooling snatch and longed to plunge her tongue inside it to be rewarded with a spray of woman cum, but she knew she had to wait for just the right moment. She kissed and licked up one side and down the other making sure to make no direct contact with Kathy's swollen lips. She could almost see Kathy's pussy pulsing with desire. She planted a final kiss right at the top of Kathy's pussy before backing off a little. In a surprise move that sent Kathy's mind to an alternate dimension for a split second, Sarah pinched both nipples as if she was trying to flatten them permanently and sucked Kathy's clit into her mouth as though she was trying to suck it off her body. The sensory overload cause Kathy's pussy to erupt. She came like never before and Sarah drank as much of her cum as possible. She had never been with a woman that squirted as much as Kathy did and it was amazing. Kathy's back arched as her orgasm racked her body and her fingers dug into the couch cushions even deeper than before. She sprayed Sarah with a significant amount of cum and she seemed to like it. She never took her mouth off Kathy's gushing cunt and drank as much as she could of her first squirt. After drinking as much as she could of the initial blast Sarah removed her mouth and began stoking Kathy's engorged clit, prolonging her orgasm and causing her to nearly drench Sarah in cum. When Kathy finally stopped spraying, Sarah leaned down and gave her swollen red lips a tender kiss and a few soft licks getting to taste even more of her delicious discharge. Kathy's body dropped limply to the couch and her breathing was ragged. Her limbs didn't work at the moment and even if they did her mind was tumbling through space and would not have been able to control them. Sarah sat back on her knees and gazed in wonder at her friend laying in an almost catatonic state on the couch before her. She had always thought that Kathy was a beautiful woman, but had never dreamed that she would ever see her naked or get the chance to have sex with her. They were fantasies that she kept to herself. She was smiling like the cat that ate the canary. That Kathy wasn't just a squirter, but one of mythic proportions was a huge, and unexpected bonus. She wasn't sure what was going to happen from this point on, but she thought that if she were to die at this moment it would have been worth it. After a few minutes Kathy's breathing returned to normal and she began to stir. She looked around for Sarah and found her sitting on the floor between her feet smiling. She couldn't believe the amazing orgasm her friend had coaxed out of her. She knew that Sarah had been with quite a few men, but she never thought that she had been with a woman, especially not enough to do that to her. She was smiling as much as Sarah was and as soon as her body began to respond to her commands she knelt down in front of her and kissed her softly on her luscious lips where she could still taste herself. She broke the kiss after just a moment and leaned back just far enough to look Sarah in the eyes. She then told her with the utmost sincerity, “This doesn't mean we are a couple now”, as she pushed her back gently and began to kiss her way down to her friends beautiful pussy. She kissed, licked, nibbled, and nipped every square inch of Sarah's glorious breasts. She licked and suckled on her swollen nipples eliciting moans of ecstasy. While her mouth was occupied savory the flesh of Sarah's chest, her hands were busy exploring those parts of her body that they could reach. Kathy ran her hands up and down the soft skin or Sarah's arms and legs feeling the goosebumps that she was causing. She brought her hands to Sarah's warm, moist center and was surprised at the amount of heat she was giving off. This increased the urgency in her oral assault and she began to kiss her way down Sarah's toned stomach much the way Sarah did hers. However, unlike Sarah, she didn't feel the need to stop and move to her feet. She simply pushed her friends thighs apart and continued kissing southward until she felt the swollen nubbin that told her she had reached her final destination. Like a starving woman she began eating Sarah's delicious honey hole. She licked at her folds tasting the ambrosia that Sarah was producing and it seemed to drive her into a feeding frenzy. She was on a mission to get her friend off and taste as much of her womanly cum as humanly possible. She deftly inserted to fingers into Sarah's overheated furnace and began a come here motion to pull as much of her wetness out as she could and to also stimulate her g-spot. Her lips and tongue had taken up residence on her clit and were alternating between caressing it lovingly and trying to pull it off. The constant change in tempo and feeling was driving Sarah wild. She couldn't get into a steady rhythm and was almost begging for release. Kathy, meanwhile was savoring the steady flow of fluids from Sarah's constantly dripping pussy. When she finally had her fill of the nectar her friend was producing she clamped her mouth directly over Sarah's swollen and throbbing clit and sucked while at the same time slamming her fingers into her g-spot with surprising regularity. She knew from prior conversations that this would really set her friend off and she was glad she remembered it. Kathy decided to up her game a little and inserted two more fingers before realizing that she could probably get her whole hand inside of Sarah's pussy. She pulled her fingers out just long enough to coat the rest of her hand in Sarah's secretions and that action wasn't lost on Sarah. She knew what her friend was planning and her desire spiked. She had been stretched by fingers and toys before, but never by an entire hand. Kathy inserted her four fingers as before and slowly worked them in and out and twister her hand around in the process to loosen Sarah up as much as possible so as to not hurt her. When she felt Sarah was as ready as she was going to get she folded her thumb down into her palm and started to slowly push her hand forward. Sarah was biting her lip waiting on the pain that she just knew was going to accompany something the size of Kathy's hand invading her most private of areas. It probably would have hurt at least a little had Kathy not decided to distract her by biting softly at her clit just as her hand made its way fully into her pussy. She had never felt more full or more complete as she looked down and saw that her friend did, indeed, have her whole fist in her own hole. Kathy made a fist inside Sarah, it was called fisting, right?, and bent her hand slightly backward to put pressure on Sarah's g-spot as she began short shallow strokes. Sarah began moaning and thrashing about, in shock at the amazing way her friend was making her feel. Her hips began to come up off the floor as her hands went for Kathy's arm. She latched onto her friends arm and tried to force it harder and deeper inside herself. Seeing what she was trying to do Kathy took her up on her unspoken request and really began to fuck Sarah with her fist. Unintelligible grunts and groans were spewing forth as her hips raised to meet each of Kathy's thrusts. Without warning Sarah's body arched up off the floor significantly and locked up. Her legs locked Kathy's hand in her quivering, drooling cunt, her eyes rolled back in her head and the primal scream that issued forth from her mouth would have sounded like death to anyone that was around to hear but not see what was going on. Kathy was not prepared for the visual of her friend having such an amazing orgasm and just sat there locked in place and speechless until Sarah's body finally unclenched. She flopped down to the ground and went limp. She had just passed out from the most intense orgasm of her life. As Kathy slowly withdrew her hand from the clutches of Sarah's flooded canal, she sat there and said to herself, “This doesn't mean we're a couple now.” Several minutes later, after some gentle slaps to the face, Sarah began to come around. She looked at Kathy and simply said, “Thanks.” They got up and decided to share a shower and wash the traces of their evening of debauchery off themselves. When they finished they returned to the kitchen where the camera had been abandoned on the table in their hurry to get inside. Kathy picked it up and began scrolling through the pics again herself. She could fully understand why Sarah had gotten so turned on. She couldn't stop herself from leaning over and kissing her friend. “Well, I know which pics you would want to see but, which ones should I upload to the app?” Sarah just smiled at her friend and said, “Here, let me show you.”

Ava stared at her dimly lit ceiling, bored. The TV in the corner droned on, some kind of late night infomercial begging her to call in right now and buy a new charcoal grill, and the sound of the filter in her fishtank burbling just loud enough to be annoying. The teenager sighed and rolled onto her side to stare at the wall, glancing at her cell phone screen to check the time. Nearly two in the morning. She already knew the next day at school was going to suck, even if she went to sleep now. An idea struck her, though. If she was going to be tired anyway, why not go out for a bit and find something worth being tired about? Ava wondered if her boyfriend, Ben, would be at home. Without even bothering a text to ask him first, she leapt from bed and headed for the window. Luckily, her room was on the bottom floor. Sneaking out was practically what that window was made for! She shimmied through the window into the warm summer night, struggling a bit to get her hips to fit. It might have been perfect for sneaking out, but her ass wasn’t. The walk to Ben’s house wasn’t terribly long, but a small thicket of trees separated the two and it was much faster to just go through them than around them. She’d even gone through the woods in the daylight and used her dad’s hatchet to cut a small path through them so the prickly weeds wouldn’t be able to scratch her legs up anymore. Ava was giddy with anticipation, her heart thrummed almost uncomfortably fast in her chest as she picked her way over the choppy terrain. In her pocket, her phone buzzed. It was Ben, and he’d just informed her he wasn’t going to be back from his friend’s house party for another few hours and that he’d catch her tomorrow. Ava’s heart sunk and disappointment fell upon her in a heavy cloud. She was already halfway to his house, too. But then an idea tickled the back of her mind. Ben’s older brother Sam would be home, and she’d not overlooked how he tended to stare at her when she was over. The short blonde grinned and simultaneously felt dumb for not having thought of it before. Ben and Ava had a difficult, on again off again relationship that was riddled with infidelity, mostly on Ben’s part, and so she thought of it as a bit of revenge. No harm done. The girl stuck her phone back in her pocket and realized she was a little lost. She’d been so caught up in her scheme she hadn’t been watching where she was going, and now she couldn’t see the path or her house anymore. She sighed angrily and shone he phone’s flashlight at the ground, retracing her steps as well as she could remember. Just as tears were beginning to prick the corners of her eyes and fear crept up on her, a sharp pain in her ankle sent her to the ground. She’d twisted it on a stray tree root, and it was already turning black. The girl really started to cry then, loud and shuddering sobs that only someone who was sure they’d die could create. A little dramatic? Maybe, but Ava was that type of girl anyway. She pulled herself onto her hands and knees with a grunt, only to feel something cool wrap itself around her uninjured ankle. Ava shrieked and kicked her leg, but with a sudden forceful tug she was being dragged along the ground on her stomach, her shirt was rolling itself up over her head in the struggle and in a desperate attempt to keep her mobility she squirmed out of it and tried to reach down and claw at whatever had her. The thing on her ankle was smooth and felt sort of like a big vine, but no amount of digging her nails into it seemed to bother it. Ava screamed for help and thrashed, but there was nothing she could do as it pulled her toward a hollow at the base of a tree trunk, and then inside it. No amount of kicking and screaming helped, and it ended up making her throbbing ankle feel worse to boot. Ava sobbed as the vine dangled her precariously in the air, the sound of slickly moving...things moving around the underground cavern filling her ears. A few seconds later another tentacle came along and wrapped itself around her other leg, politely avoiding her hurt ankle, and then two more for each arm and one around her middle. It suspended her in a laying position and she instantly felt better without the blood rushing to her head. Surprisingly, a fifth one appeared from the darkness and caressed her face, wiping away the stream of salty tears. All of the vines felt oddly warm and silky, like they were alive in a more mammalian way rather than being a plant, and eventually Ava calmed down and her cries simmered down to sniffling. It was pitch dark and silent aside from the wet sounds of whatever plant she was caught in...moving around? She didn’t think plants could move, but it didn’t seem like it was an animal either. She waited for a few minutes in silence and just as she was about to call out, a tiny version of the big strong vines holding her crept along her calf, winding and twisting around it like it was a tree trunk to be used for support. Her skin prickled with goosebumps and she panted fearfully as it slid up her leg, onto her thigh and began to nose around at the hem of her shorts leg. She whined and tried to kick her legs free, but the plant was far too strong. What was more gross than anything was the weird, slimy substance the whole thing was coated with, almost like a snail might be. The first small vine was joined by another one of the same size that joined in the poking and tugging on her other leg, and within a few minutes it’d figured out how to work her shorts off. Ava’s mouth went dry, and she wished she’d worn underwear tonight. The girl bent her legs at the knees and brought them together as much as the plant would allow, but the cool underground air still prickled at her freshly shaved lips. Her heart pounded and she squinted her eyes shut, willing herself to calm down. Whenever Ava was very nervous or excited, her pussy got wet. And this was no exception. It was like the vines could smell her, and even as she clamped her knees together they couldn’t be deterred. The bigger vines around her legs pulled up toward her chest and allowed her legs to shut, although the position only served to make her more vulnerable. Two tiny vines, the same ones from before she guessed, searched around her quivering ass cheeks as if looking for something. As soon as the wet tip of one caressed her puckered asshole, Ava squealed and tried to move only to find herself totally immobilized now. The plant seemed to be learning, because the second vine needed no help finding her now soaked pussy. It was gentle in its probing, never doing anything more than soft caresses on her exterior lips. It actually felt nice, and Ava felt herself relaxing a bit. No boy had ever paid so much attention to her pussy before- they were too worried about their own pleasure. She felt her bra being tugged on and then pushed up to expose her tits, which were promptly attacked by two more vines that suctioned themselves onto her nipples hungrily. Somehow they applied suction, and Ava moaned loudly both in fear and pleasure. Her pussy was wetter now, some of the lubrication dripping down between her ass cheeks, and the vines down there squirmed and wriggled happily in the liquid. Her clit grew harder as she grew hornier, and within just a few minutes the tiny nub protruded just the tiniest amount from between her tightly shut pussy lips. Her head lolled backwards and her mouth was agape, and now instead of wanting to shut her legs she was fighting to get them open. “Please,” she moaned, to no reply. The small, polite vine that’d been playing with her pussy lips retracted and she nearly cried out at the loss, but the sensation of something larger and hotter kept her quiet. It poked clumsily at her inner thighs, leaving strings of thick liquid on her skin anywhere it touched, before finding its target. Her pussy lips parted easily for it, but she quickly realized it was far too large for her. It rested its tip just between her lips, only the very uppermost part of it anywhere near small enough to rest at the opening of her pussy, and Ava grew worried. It was almost as if it was thinking. Smaller vines returned, snaking along the shaft of the big one until they too rested just at the entrance of her vagina, and she squirmed her hips down onto them just to try and get some sensation back. The giant vine retracted, leaving its smaller counterparts behind who wasted no time at all. One, and then the other slithered slowly into her pussy. They were only the thickness of pencils and so she couldn’t feel them much at first, but then she felt them begin to swell. A deep moan wracked her and she wanted so badly to send her hand between her legs to her hard, begging clit. No such luck, as the vines still held her tightly. Her hips bucked and she cried out in frustration as the two vines inside her grew slowly from pencils, to dry erase markers, to finally the size of cucumbers. Why wouldn’t they just move? Ava cried out for them to fuck her, which earned her nothing but a jolt from the vines inside her as they twitched. Her orgasm was so close, and it was like this stupid plant was teasing her. “Please!” She shrieked, bucking her hips against the vines deep in her. The plant seemed to hear her this time, and they began to pump in and out of her sopping pussy one at a time, in intervals. Ava was nearly lost at this point, moaning and squirming and begging for more, and when she felt something hot and wet and flat flick her clit she nearly cried with relief. The vines holding her legs together finally relaxed and let her splay them apart, and just as she felt the warm tickles of orgasm at the back of her mind begin to grow, one of the vines in her pussy retracted and began to wriggle around at her ass. She gasped and wailed a ‘no!’ into the darkness, her orgasm still growing even as she tried to tense her asshole to disallow entrance. The vine wasn’t having it, though, and it’s copious amounts of fluid saw its easy entrance into her. It didn’t hurt as much as she expected, and within a few shallow strokes she was growing to enjoy it. All that mattered was the stimulation on her clit continued, and so far it was. Again, the vines began to swell. With a loud moan, she felt her canals expand with them until finally it was so large within her it was beginning to sting. That set her back a few notched on the cumming scale, but the lubrication from her and the vines mixed together and soon enough her pussy and ass were welcoming their visitors with open...er, holes. “Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned quietly, over and over. The vine on her clit sped up and she bucked her hips madly, desperate to finally cum. Just as her toes began to curl and her sore legs tensed, everything stopped. The vine on her clit sped away, and the ones in her pussy and ass retracted so quickly there was an audible sucking sound from her body as it tried to keep them there. Ava cried out, fighting for her arm so she could finish herself off. She wasn’t strong enough, though, and her clit and aching pussy throbbed uselessly, the soreness in her holes was already taking hold, and yet she wanted nothing more than to have those oversized..things, back inside her. Just as her heart was slowing and the throbbing between her legs began to calm, she felt something creeping back between her legs. It prodded at her opening and she recognized it at the first oversized vine, and this time she wasn’t as worried. Instead of reluctance, she panted hard and tried to shove her hips toward it. Her mind was foggy with desperation, and yet the plant that held her captive seemed like it was in no big hurry at all.

Part 2 “So,” said the future me breathlessly after a moment, “what now?” Panting, I replied, “You already know what comes next.” “I know that,” she said propping herself up on one arm to grin at me wickedly. “But I want to hear you say it. C’mon. What do you want to do next?” I couldn’t help but blush a little- it wasn’t easy, after all, to admit your darkest fantasies, even to yourself. But she smiled expectantly and I knew it was ridiculous to feel embarrassed. “I want you to fuck both my holes,” I said. Her smile widened. “Good choice.” She once again took her position between my legs, the large dildo and thin vibrator in hand. She made use of the dildo first, pushing the head slowly against my wet opening just as I had done for her until it slid inside and I moaned as I felt my insides stretch. She didn’t stop, and the shaft slid slowly further inside me until it hit the back of my pussy, the whole thing embedded deep within me. She withdrew it just as slowly, allowing me to savor the sensation of the thick dildo rubbing against my inner walls, stretching me wide. She picked up the pace, angling it just right so that each motion stimulated my g-spot. “That. Feels. Fantastic ,” I moaned, timing the words to each deep thrust. She responded by flicking her tongue against my clit, causing me to stifle a gasp. She picked up speed, but I knew she wasn’t going to let me come until my request had been fulfilled. My clit was throbbing with anticipation. I was ready for the next step. The dildo stopped moving and I barely had time to protest before I was greeted with a new sensation: the slick heat of her tongue began gently circling my asshole, pulling a gasp from my lips. Oh God, I’d always wanted to try this. I held my breath as she circled closer and closer to where I really wanted it. Finally I felt the tip press into the soft center and begin to push inside. Jesus fuck. It felt dirty and wonderful, so hot and wet, wriggling, thrusting, fucking me deeper than I ever thought possible. Soon I was moaning and pushing back, wanting more. I was disappointed when she pulled away, but a moment later I felt the tip of the vibrator applying tentative pressure to my rear hole. I bit my lip, nervous and excited at the same time. The sleek plastic toy was well-lubricated, and before I knew it, it was sliding in easily. My breath caught. With both dildo and vibrator inside me I’d never felt so full. The sensation was new and weird and fucking fantastic. The future me was still a moment, letting me adjust. Then, slowly, both toys began moving, sliding out and then thrusting steadily back in at the same time. I let out a long moan as both shafts stretched my insides, forcing their way deeper and deeper inside me, then withdrawing. The dildo continued to stimulate my g-spot with each movement and I found that the vibrator in my ass enhanced the whole experience. I bucked my hips, and the future me knew exactly what I wanted. She flicked her tongue against my clit, forcing a gasp of pure ecstasy from my lips. She picked up the pace, pumping more vigorously into both my holes while swirling her tongue more frantically around my clit, sending the most fantastic sensations throughout my whole body with each movement. Soon I was producing short, loud moans in time with each thrust, thinking about where that tongue had been as it stroked me expertly. My climax built faster and faster as she pounded into me over and over. Suddenly, the vibrator hummed to life and my whole body tensed as I cried out, aware of nothing beyond the waves of pleasure crashing through me, resonating between my legs and spreading throughout my entire body. This lasted for several, long seconds as the other me continued to lap at my clit, slowing her thrusts. I shuddered, then relaxed, gasping for breath, basking in the aftermath. “That,” I said finally, “was amazing.” “I knew you’d like it,” she said smugly, removing both toys and setting them on the bedside table. I stuck my tongue out at her. Of course she knew. She continued, “You’re going to enjoy this next part, too. I know I’m looking forward to it.” I looked at her incredulously. “How many times are we gonna do it tonight, exactly?” “Just once. One more thing left to try, at least for tonight. You already know what it is. Go on: Tell me what’s next.” I was feeling much more confidant than I had at the start of the encounter, and my eyes roved her body with a smile growing on my face. “If you don’t mind, I’d very much like to fuck you properly.” “I thought you’d never ask, darling,” she said. She swung herself over the edge of the bed to grab the strap-on I’d bought in preparation for tonight. I congratulated myself on my foresight as she handed it to me. It was double-ended, and longer than the dildo we’d played with a moment ago. I grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer and pumped some into my hand. The cool gel leaked between my fingers as spread it over my end. I pressed the head to my entrance and bit my lip as it disappeared inside me. I began lubing up the remaining shaft as well, pumping up and down until the whole surface was shiny The other me had lain back with her ass at the very edge of the bed. Legs spread wide, and bottom lip between her teeth, her fingers circled her clit as she watched me getting ready. The anticipation itself was a huge turn-on, and I felt a heady sense of power as I stepped closer, looming over her. I rubbed the head of my giant, rubber cock up and down along the length of her pussy. Then I pressed right up against her entrance, teasing her, not pushing inside just yet. Her eyes had fallen shut. I watched her breasts rise and fall in time to her heavy breathing. Grabbing her hips, I slowly began to push inwards. She moaned, low and soft, as the shaft was buried deeper and deeper inside her, until she’d taken the entire length. I’d masturbated in front of a mirror before, gotten off on watching myself…well, get off. But this was a different experience. I pulled out and began a series of quick, shallow thrusts. Her mouth was just slightly open, letting small noises of pleasure escape with each stroke. Her brows furrowed slightly in frustration that I wasn’t filling her completely. Her skin shone with a faint sheen of sweat. It was a whole new level of turn-on. Finally I snapped my hips forward, burying myself to the hilt. Her eyes flew open. “Fuck!” she yelled, fingers tangled in the sheets. The motion jarred the dildo inside me and I moaned in agreement. I thrust into her again, and again. I varied my rhythm: quick, angled motions designed to hit her g-spot interspersed with slow, rolling thrusts that took me all the way inside her. Her fingers circled her clit while she gasped and writhed against the bed. I leaned in and covered one nipple with my mouth, sucking and pulling gently with my teeth. I licked my way up to her neck, nibbling the sensitive skin. I soothed it with a swirl of my tongue before moving on to mark another spot. My pace increased: I began fucking her hard and fast, and she howled with pleasure. As I stood straight to get a better angle, she wrapped her arms around my neck so that I pulled her up with me. “I want to try something,” she said breathlessly. I nodded, and she kissed me gently before commanding, “Lie back on the bed, legs together.” I pulled out somewhat reluctantly and did as I was told. A moment later she was straddling my legs. She grabbed the dildo and, lining up, lowered herself onto me with a loud groan of ecstasy. A similar noise escaped from my lips. From this position the action moved the dildo inside me, and the hard base of the harness rubbed up against my clit quite nicely. “Hang on,” I said, struck by sudden inspiration. I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the vibrator. It slid easily into my ass once more, and I cranked up the dial. “Oh God,” I moaned as the vibrations radiated through my lower half. “Oh…fuck yes...” I gripped her hips as she began to move again. She bobbed up and down, breasts bouncing, fingers flying over her clit. Her eyes were closed, expression a mixture of pleasure and intense concentration. Good lord, I knew I’d never forget that image. I ran my hands along her sides, her stomach, the curve of her ass. Each time she sank back down onto my cock, the one in my pussy was pushed even deeper. The dildo rocked back and forth inside me, rubbing in all the right ways. The base of the strap-on pounded against my clit as she impaled herself over and over again, harder and harder. I began rolling up to meet her. The two of us were growing louder as we each drew nearer to orgasm. Cries of, “Oh God, and, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck yes,” fell from our lips. She finished first with a yell, and sight was my undoing. She slammed against me once, twice, three more times and I came hard, arching up off the bed before we both collapsed into an exhausted heap. The vibrator still hummed inside me, so I reached under me and turned it off. We lay in each others arms for a while, too tired to talk, just enjoying the contact. Finally I said, “Can we make this a regular thing?” “That’s entirely up to you,” she replied, nuzzling against my neck. “For what it’s worth, I still think it’s a good idea. But you should head back now and rest up. You’ve got a big night tomorrow.” I’d almost forgotten I was going to do all of this again. Though next time I’d be her instead of me…or something like that. “Christ,” I murmured. “This could be my new workout routine.” “Beats the gym.” She sat up and kissed my forehead. “Make sure you leave all that here,” she said, nodding at the strap-on I was still wearing. “I’m gonna need it again before long.” I removed the vibe and strap-on before retrieving my panties, bra, and time-jump. I gave myself quick kiss and a cheerful, “I’ll see you soon.” A moment later, I was back in my time zone, barely two minutes after I’d left. Before going to sleep I threw my underwear in the hamper and tucked my time-jump away under the bed, next to the box of toys I knew I’d be making good use of tomorrow night. ~~~~~~~ AN: I can't believe I posted part 1 more than two years ago. My bad. I still have some ideas for this character. To be continued?

The destruction of Aisha Section Two It was a good thing Aisha was so familiar with her daily routine. Despite being tired from the late night with her newfound God. He was all she could think about. The few questions she did ask him only made him more of a myth in her mind. She knew rationally he was just a man. But still he had the power of life and death. He had read her own fantasy and corrected her to the reality of the torture. And yet she still craved it…no, needed it. She had confessed to him. Told him that she wanted to prove to herself that she could withstand any level of torture for her faith, like Joan of Arc. She wanted to prove worthy of her God’s love. The problem was she did not care for the gods in the modern era. She wanted a real God. One who would control her and prove to her he had real power over her. Jim had spoken to her. His writings were of a real God. And he had promised to prove them both worthy of the others love. She had confessed that she had always gotten off on being humiliated since she was a little girl. She would push her mother and father to the point where they would pull her pants down and beat her ass in public. She confessed that her father had given her first orgasm when he had her bent over his knee. Of how she ground herself into his knee a split second before the blow landed to find a sensation so powerful she kept giving him reason to swat her again. Till it happened. The eruption was so powerful. So violent that her father thought he had truly caused her physical injury as she fell upon the floor in convulsions in front of him. On lunch break, she sat in the field alone like most days sitting under her favorite tree reading Jim’s stories longing to experience everything he wrote about. In classes, she found herself daydreaming that it was her in his stories. She could not get them out of her mind. Even swimming did little to ease her tormented mind. When her body hit the water, she forced herself to hold her breath the entire length of the pool only to gulp once before turning back, imagining him holding her face under the water. She orgasmed as her swimsuit rode up and pinched her pussy while her kicking gave it just the right pressure. Her couch admonished her for her sloppy performance. She was bright red when she climbed out of the water, looking nervously about to see how many have watched her as she did. And then she felt more shame as she realized she wanted them to see her. She wrote about it and posted it under her fantasy series during her last class of the day. By the following night Aisha felt like she was going to explode. Like a drug addict she kept rereading all his stories, unable to focus on anything else. She would find herself grinding into whatever she was sitting on as she continued to read. Around eight o’clock the doorbell rang and her mother called her to the door to sign for a package. The driver gave her a small box and her mother watched as she open the package. A beautiful perfume bottle and a card were inside. “The card read from your secret admirer.” She gave a single spritz from the bottle and instantly crinkled her nose. It was not a sweet smell. But Charlie seemed to like it, sniffing all about the area. Her mother shrugged saying; “boys. They have no idea about smells.” Aisha laid on her stomach atop her bed trying to do her homework. The bottle laid next to her like a divine gift. She realized it was from him as soon as she read its label: “Scent of Bitch.” She was not sure if he would make her wait another day to decide. She had decided the moment they began talking she was his to do with as he pleased. Both her laptop and phone chimed in unison, causing her to jump. She quickly accepted his video invite. The big red camera lens which she thought of as the eye of her real Lord and God appeared. Jim: Have you decided Qurbani? Aisha: Yes, my Lord. I give you my heart, soul and body. Jim: What do you wish for, Qurbani? Say it. [i] Aisha: [i]I want to be your sacrifice, your Qurbani. I want to be humiliated, degraded, abused. To serve you in every way you desire. To be tortured and—when you’re finished with me— you to snuff me on your alter. A link appeared on the massager. WWW.Aishasdestruction.com Jim: everything we do together, my little Qurbani, will be posted here for the world to see. You will blog on the site every day to give it content. Aisha: Yes, my Lord. Jim: If you decide to be my Qurbani, you must obey my every command without hesitation. Or I will send this link to your entire family and cast you out of heaven. Is that understood, Qurbani? Aisha: Yes, my Lord. Please. I choose your alter. Jim: Then disrobe. And kneel. Aisha instantly disrobed and kneeled in front of her computer, head slightly bowed forward, hands placed behind her back. She awaited instructions for nearly twenty minutes before she was told to get her hijab on and climb onto her bed. She leaned against her pile of pillows at the head of her bed and spread her legs. Her beautiful eyes were all that could be seen through her royal blue Hijab. She felt some relief as she wrapped her hijab around her head, concealing her face as her legs spread open, allowing a perfect view of her tight little pussy to the Eye of God. She knew he was recording her as she ran her soft delicate hands up the side of her stomach showing off her toned figure. It excited her that he was going to put her on the internet. But she had mixed feeling that no one would recognize her. She was thankful on one hand but on the other she wanted to be degraded. She looked straight at the camera; now focused on pleasing her God She tried giving him the best show. She bite her lower lip as her hands reached her sensitive breast. Aisha’s hands circled around her swollen breast slowly making their way to their hyper sensitive nipples releasing a soft pleasured moan. It took effort to read his message as her fingers circled her nipples. But she obeyed his command and pulled them out as far as she could then pinching them between her nails hard. She instantly began whimpering as her body squirmed in mixed pain and pleasure. She did not ease up as her pleading eyes begged for more. She was not disappointed as he instructed her to play with her filthy cunt a few moments later. Her right hand slid down her stomach to the top of her engorged pussy. She continued to slide her fingers down between her now soaked slit still staring into the unblinking eye of her God. She spread herself open for him to show how wet she was. Her tongue slid across her sultry lips still hidden by the fabric of her hijab. His words were exciting her as she watched them appear on her screen under his eye; “your pretty little pussy is going to be destroyed before tonight is over Qurbani.” Her left hand joined the right, both holding her pussy open as the right index finger slowly traced around her opening. She nodded with pure lust as she read his next sentence; “You ready to lose your virginity Qurbani?” She gasped as she pushed her finger in and out as he commanded her. The excitement of having someone watching her had her mind in a complete blissful fog. At his command she pushed her middle finger in beside her index and increased speed. A primal sound of pleasure escaped past her lips. Her eyes fluttered several times as the pending orgasm built. She fought hard not to cum as she did not have permission. And that was part of his commandments laid out that first night. She was lost in the moment and when the command to remove he face cover came, it took her several moment to comply. It was clear on her face she was fighting back the orgasm. The squishing sound of her fingers now slamming in and out of her amplified her senses to near breaking. Gasping for air as her mouth open and closed, it took every bit of her control to hold herself from going over the edge. She had to fight through teary slanted eyes to read his message; tell me what you want my Qurbani. Say it so I can hear you. Groaning as she spoke; “Please my lord God. I need to cum so bad. Please may your worthless Qurbani cum?” the next chime was pure orgasmic bliss to her mind as she grabbed her nipple twisting it out, pinching for all she was worth. Aisha’s body began convulsing, her juices shooting all over her fingers and hand. The slurping noise was almost as loud as she was. cum ran down her ass crack as her body stiffened. The message still burning in her eyes as she let go to enjoy her divine reward. “Let the world see as you hurt your nipple. Then cum like a common whore.” Aisha conscious mind slowly regained some of her senses. She laid there for a moment longer before sitting up and looking at the unblinking eye. A message appeared a moment later. Jim: Welcome back Qurbani. Aisha: Thank you my Lord. Jim: thank you for what Qurbani? Get on your knees and show proper respect. Say it so I can hear it. Aisha quickly kneeled down bowing forward and spoke as loud as she dared; Thank you my Lord for blessing me with such a great orgasm. I worship thee. Thank you, thank you. Jim: Are you ready to surrender your virginity my beautiful Qurbani? You have permission to type again. Aisha: oh yes my Lord. I’m so ready to please you in whatever fashion you want. Her mind raced with the image of him appearing from nowhere. Snatching her as she walked home from school and taking her somewhere before brutally having his way with her. She felt her pussy moisten again as she kneeled Infront of her computer. Jim: Where is your gift, Qurbani? Aisha: It’s right here my Lord. I am most thankful for such a gift, My Lord. Jim: Lol. You will spritz it once on that filthy cunt every hour your awake starting now. Aisha jumped as she quickly spritzed the cool liquid onto her hot pussy as instructed. The sudden contrast sent shivers up and down her spines. Or maybe it was the fact that her God was blessing her with his desired oils. Aisha: Thank you, My Lord. I will wear your gift with pride. [i] Jim: [i]you are to switch to your phone Qurbani. Go outside to the grass patch in the back corner of your property with your family dog. Remain exposed as you are now. Aisha: Yes, My Lord. Aisha quickly did as she was told, grabbed her phone and switched their conversation to it before sneaking downstairs. Charlie was extremely excited to see her. His nose was buried between her legs every time she let go of his collar. This caused some issues trying to keep the eye of God up so he could clearly see everything. They finally had made their way to the grass pushing Charlie away so she could texted. Aisha: I’m where you commanded my Lord. Jim: It’s time for you to lose your virginity, Qurbani. Scent of bitch is a special blend of three female bitches’ pheromones. Every male dog will desire you from now to your end and you will pleasure them like a common whore. Aisha’s expression contorted with fear as she read his words, finally understanding his plan. She found tears begin to stream down her face and the thought of how dare he through her mind. She was not into bestiality. To be made to suffer this was too much. She found it hard to swallow, thinking about what he planned. But the longer the moment lingered the longer the thought burned her soul. Then the familiar sensation between her legs and stomach began. It started as a slight tingle. Then an itch before a burning desire. She was her lord’s property. She lived to serve her God in any manner that pleased him. Aisha: I live to serve my Lord God. Jim: There is a camera hidden in the bushes. Kneel facing your pool then place it between your knees and call your dog. You’re to encourage him to use you and fuck you like a common whore. Let it come natural, Qurbani. Aisha: Yes, my Lord. [.i] With tears still streaming down her face, she located the small black surveillance camera. Kneeling as instructed, she positioned the camera in place. There was no need to call Charlie as he was already pawing for attention. His nose was at her ass before she even leaned forward. As soon as she was on her hands and knees his cold nose was in her pussy, taking in her new scent. Unable to hold back, she gasped as the dogs snout spread her nether lips. The phone chimed and she saw Her Lord wanted her to spread her legs wider to allow Charlie better access. Then look up and forward. She jumped as Charlie’s tongue slid across her sensitive hard bud. Up between her engorged lips, tasting her for the first time. The sensation of his tongue brought the strangest feelings. She was repulsed. But she revealed in the filth of the act. The thought of someone catching her in the backyard brought its own sensations and pretty quickly despite her tears she was encouraging him. [i] “Oh fuck, Charlie. Fuck… Charlie your tongue feels so good. Oh my God… oh my God, Charlie… I’m gonna cum… I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” And just like that she was biting her lips to prevent herself from waking the neighborhood. Her own fingers sought out her clit, rubbing it in hard and fast as he lapped up her juices. Despite everything she had read online, she was not prepared for the large dog’s animalistic desires. Without warning, he went from licking her pussy to jumping up onto her back. His nails scratched her tender soft flesh as he tried multiple times to get into position to mount her. She could feel his dick jabbing into her upper thigh and smooth mound as he continued to thrust forward and repeatedly try to penetrate her. She could not help think how wrong it was, that family dog was gonna destroy her flower instead of her husband. As she was contemplating stopping all this, Charlie found his mark. Yelping as she felt him penetrate her folds without mercy, she squirmed. It took him several jabs to break through his bitch’s hymen, but unlike a man—who would have been gentle—he just plowed her for all he was worth. Aisha’s tears flowed freely from the pain as Charlie destroyed her flower. She was stretched wider than she had ever thought possible. Regardless of the pain and discomfort, she encouraged him; “fuck me Charlie. Fuck me like the cheap fucking whore that I am. Use me like a bitch in heat.” As she spoke and the humiliation of being recorded in the act of fucking a dog registered completely in her mind. The pain was replaced by the need and desire. Her pussy squeezed Charlie’s cock as she erupted into another orgasm. Aisha felt foggy as pleasure wash over her like never ending waves. But something was nagging at the back of her mind. Then she felt it. The dogs knot was slamming into her pussy lips and Charlie was forcing it through. She tried to fight him off, however a nip at the back of her neck ended that quickly. The pain as the tennis ball sized knot pushed its way into her. She cried out in pain as it stretched her insides further. She felt his doggie dick slamming into her cervix, making her cry out again. Animalistic lust had consumed her. She was pushing her hips into him trying to keep the momentum going. Her pussy was on fire as nonstop spasms milked her stud directly into her womb. Her sound of pleasure were not even human as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. Aisha finally collapsed forward dragging the poor dog down with her. She was lost in the afterglow of feeling so disgusting. She laid there sprawled out for about twenty minutes before her lover was able to free himself with a plop. His cum dripping from her. Her phone chimed and she read the message; “show me your wreaked cunt Qurbani.” She spread her legs wide and moved her phone so her lord’s eye had a great view of her stretched out hole that was gaped obscenely. She squatted and caught as much of the dogs cum when he commanded her to lick it from her hand like a bitch in heat. She did not enjoy the taste. But relished the act as she followed her Gods commands. She took the camera with her and snuck back into her room. Before she was allowed to sleep she was told she had to take care of Charles’s needs before school. She set her alarm an hour early so she could complete her new morning routine task undisturbed.

My name is Katie Wilsnik. I'm not going to say my life is hard, but it has it's share of problems. I never really fit in with anyone at school. I was never sure why. I was skinny, but with a little bit of baby fat in my stomach area. I had blonde hair, green eyes and decent sized tits. 36C. I didn't dress any differently than anyone else. I was very nice, and I used to help people with all their problems. But when It came to my problems, no one seemed to care. So to this day I don't know what I did wrong to deserve being an outcast. But there was a girl. My best friend. Jamie. She stuck with me all throughout school ; starting in the 1st grade. We did everything together. Projects, homework, volleyball, everything. She was way prettier than me in my opinion, and I think everyone else in school would agree also. She was 15, 5'6, very skinny and fit, blonde hair and DD tits. She was the image of perfection. Almost every day after school we would walk home to my house and sit on my steps. We would talk for at least an hour or two, bouncing stupid thoughts off each other. But when it came time for me to go inside, I would ask her if she'd like to come in and hang out more but she always nicely declined, saying she had other things she needed to do at home or her parents would ground her. It was not really a big deal to me, but it always made me wonder. Why would my best friend not want to come in my house? Did she legitimately have to go home all those days over the past couple years? Or was she making an excuses.. What hurt the most is that I had a slight crush on Jamie. I mean, who wouldn't? I never told her or anyone else about it because I myself did not know what my feelings truly were. Just the sight of her body made me all warm inside. Sometimes making me a bit wet in school when she would wear her short shorts, showing off her beautiful legs and perfectly round ass. Seeing her bend over, looking in her shirt just drove me wild. But I was always confused because I didn't think I was gay or even bisexual.. My birthday was slowing coming up. I was about to turn 16. My sweet 16. The day every girl looks forward to. I wanted it to be perfect. My parents said they had something planned for me, but naturally they wouldn't tell me what it was. Was it going to be a car? I couldn't wrap my head around that idea. But what really was on my mind was if Jamie was going to come over or not. My birthday would not be the same without her. About a week before my birthday, I wrote out a bunch of invitations that I was going to pass out at school. All the invites were the same, but I put a bow on top of Jamie's. I walked into school the next day and passed them out to all my close friends (which at the time was only around 3 or 4, including Jamie.) They all seemed excited for it. But when I gave Jamie hers, she looked at it, smiled and put it in her desk and didn't say a word. I didn't know what to say. Was she rejecting it? Does she not want to go? I didn't ask. I walked away looking at the ground. I'm starting to wonder if she is really my best friend or not. It is now the day before my party and I have heard from all my friends but Jamie. I started to get more and more sad, not knowing what she was thinking. Birthday comes. Everything is what I imagined. My parent's would not let me outside, so I was assuming they had gotten me a car. My excitement was out of this world. But deep down, I was unhappy because Jamie didn't show up. Walking around the house, pacing, thinking if I should call her or not. But I decided against it and just told myself she had better things to do. My parents called for me and everyone to go to the living room. We all gathered in, sitting in a circle around the table. My cake awaited me, candles already burning. Everyone started to sing happy birthday. I listened, but it seemed like all I could think about was Jamie. "Katie!!" jumped. "Katie, what's wrong? Blow out your candles!" I looked down to see the candles half-way melted. I closed my eyes and blew them out. Mom called us all over to the front door. "Now, Katie, me and your Father did all that we could for you, so I hope you like it! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY!!" The door opened and my heart sank. Not because of the car, but because of Jamie slowly walking up my lawn. She was wearing a tank top with no bra on with pink pajama type shorts on. She looked gorgeous. I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran up to her and gave her the biggest hug ever. As her chest pressed against mine, my nipples got hard as they rubbed against hers. I looked at her, then looked at the car (which was a hunk of shit, by the way), then looked at her again and smiled. We all walked back into the house. Night time comes and my friends started calling their parents to see if they were allowed to sleep over my house for the night. All of them said no. Except one.. Jamie. Knowing she was going to be sleeping in my room with me made me feel ways that I never felt before. I felt like I was going through my first crush all over again. "Alright, Katie. I can stay!!" said Jamie with a smile on her face. "SWEET!! This is going to be so much fun!!" I replied, almost yelling in excitement. We walked up to my room as my parents cleaned up the mess everyone left from the party. "Goodnight, girls! I hope you guys had a fun time. Happy birthday, again!" said my mother. We walked into my room and it was a mess. I was so embarrassed. She could see it in my face. "I-I'm sorry for the room.." I said, quietly. "It's okay! Mine is 100 times worse!" Jamie laughed. Smiling, I threw some clothes in the hamper to make my room a little more bearable. In the process of throwing clothes to the side, Jamie picked up one of my pink lace thongs. She started to giggle. I looked behind me, seeing her with them in her hands. My heart started to race as thoughts started to run through my head. "Jamie!! What are you doing!?" I yelled in a non-serious way. "Haha, don't worry, they are just panties. I really like them! Where did you get them?" Blushing, "I got them from Wal-mart.." I said, embarrassed. "Damn! They look good! Mind putting them on for me? I'd like to see them on someone so I can decide if I should get a pair or not." My heart was beating out of my chest. "Oh..Alright, that's cool. Hold on." I grab them from her and start to walk out of my room into the bathroom. "Where are you going?" said Jamie. "I was going to go put them on, remember?" "Why do you have to leave the room? We are both girls. Get back in here, silly." Jamie said with a smile. I shyly walked backed in and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them to the ground along with my panties. I could see a big wet spot on them. I was shocked at how wet I got. Before I put the thong on, I couldn't help but to nonchalantly run my hand over my pussy to see if I was still wet. My fingers got instantly soaked. I'm not sure if she noticed, so I just proceeded to put it on. "Wow! That looks AMAZING on you. Turn around for me?" Without a word, I turned around showing her my ass. "Mmm, Katies got a nice booty!!" laughed Jamie as she walked over and smacked my ass. I let out a loud moan. A moan that I'm sure my parents heard. My face turned red. "Oh my god..I'm so sorry..." I said, very quietly. "I-it's no big deal..I didn't know that would make you do that." Jamie said kind of awkwardly. "It's fine. You didn't know..It is just a hotspot of mine." "Good to know, haha". Jamie said after she winked. I wondered why she winked...was she into me? Did she plan on doing things like that in the future? In the bottom of my heart, I really hoped she did. We proceeded to sit down on my bed, still in my thong. We talked for hours. Put makeup on each other. All the things normal teenage girls would do. 1:34 AM in the morning and we start to get tired. "Hey, Jamie..I think it's time we go to bed. I'm really tired." I said. "Yeah, I agree. Where am I going to sleep? I have a sleeping bag so just tell me where to put it." "Umm..You can sleep in the bed with me if you'd like? It's a twin sized bed though..So it is probably going to be a tight fit." I said, kind of shakily. "Oh that's cool! I hate the floor anyways." We walked over to my bed and both laid down in it. I turned the light off and we got under the covers. I only had one pillow, but it was just big enough for two heads to fit on it. We were looking at each other face to face, nose to nose. She smiled. "You know, I really had a good time tonight. I don't know why I never came in the house before. I guess I was just scared." said Jamie. "...scared Of what?" I said with a pause. "Well..You know how what happened earlier with you and the thong..?" she asked. "Yeah..?" "Well..I see what you did with your hand. You went to go see if you were wet. And by the looks of your shiny fingers, I'd say you were quite wet." She explained. "I..Uh.." I stuttered as I looked down. "No, no! Don't be ashamed..I liked it...why I'm saying I was always scared is because I was scared you'd do something like that..Showing you liked me. I was scared my true feelings would come out." As my heart raced, almost out of breath, I asked. "What feelings?" "These feelings..." Jamie said as she closed her eyes. She slowly moved closer to me and then landed a kiss on my lips. I did not hesitate. I began to kiss her back very slowly. Her lips were so soft. The taste of bubblegum lip gloss in my mouth. We kissed slowly for while, then started to pick up speed. She bit my lip. I let out a small moan. I bit hers back. She grinned and proceeded to slide her tongue in my mouth. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other. "Wow..I can't believe you went along with it." She said to me. "Well..It just so happens I was also scared about a time like this." I replied. "What?" "I always wanted to do something like this..But In my mind, it went more like this." With a confused look on her face, I grabbed her hand and put it down to my crotch. I slid her hand in my thong and rested her hand on my now dripping wet pussy. A look of shock came across her face. ~This is my first time telling my story on the internet, and I was posting the first part to it to see how people would react to it. I will happily post the next part to this story if you guys would like it. Just leave a positive or negative rating showing how you liked it and if it gets more then 10 positive ratings I will release the next part! Thank you and I hope you enjoyed!~

Sorry my bad English, not a native language My friend’s wife, who was a painter, celebrated her 40th birthday. She promised to organize spectacular party, asking guests to arrive dressed extravagant and surprising outfit. „Like carnival,“ she said and added laughing: „If someone wants a special surprise, could also come naked.“ There was one place of lending theatrical clothes and I found hippie outfit from 1960’s and I was quite satisfied. I didn’t think, that I will need some Mickey Mouse or Tarzan outfit, all these ideas were not too much original and I was not going to figure out something extraordinary. Clearly the most simple solution would have been to come naked, but I left this idea for others. Because I recently haven’t a girlfriend, I had to go alone and maybe this was even better to celebrate loosely at party. When I arrived, there was also plenty of people, everybody in strange outfit, some of them (but maybe also mine?) not big on special fantasy. But then, five minutes after me arrived birthday girl’s sister and her 14-year old niece. And younger one was really stark naked, even not shoes, as my friend’s wife suggested, when she invited guests. Maria (name of the birthday girl) was fascinated, as she shouted: „Finally somebody dared to come naked. My congratulations to you, Helen,“ she said to girl and her mom shook her head: „Helen insisted to come naked. I protested until the last minute, but then gave up.“ Helen was gorgeous in her naked „outfit“ and she really felt herself freely, when was introduced to other guests. Because Maria had itself two kids, boy and girl, children were also invited and there was some boys about same age as naked girl, but Helen smiled to everybody and seemed not to be disturbed. All this strange outfits of guests were no longer remarkable, because now naked girl was in the spotlight. Some people arrived more, but finally girl was only one naked among of some 50 people. „How she dared,“ was my friend, Maria’s husband horrified. „This was meant to be a joke, OK, Maria did it on purpose, but we did not believe, that somebody will seize upon of this thoughtless sentence. And now we have minor girl here naked.“ I understood, that my friend Mathias was a little bit worried, that somebody of guests will maybe report about this case to officials. But I tried to calm down my friend: „You know, here are mostly artist people, who are quite tolerant. As I see now, men seemed to be enjoy this view and women try to be polite.“ But party got a boost time by time and people were eating, drinking and singing a birthday song, naked girl was meanwhile almost forgotten. But then Helen also decided to perform birthday music by playing a flute, that was like present to her aunt and she really performed beautifully, because she had learned to play the flute in music school. Listeners were very excited and clapping strongly to the girl’s performance. But at the same time I and maybe other guests thought, that situation was really irrelevant: naked young girl staying in the center of the hall and performing among others also to adult men, who looked at her with horny glance. Maria thanked her niece for playing flute and said after that: „She is very gifted, also deals with rhythmic gymnastics and is extremely flexible.“ Helen said anxiously: „I can also show some flexibility exercises.“ And she stood to the left leg, grabbed right leg from tire and lifted it high over her head. And you imagine: she did it obviously naked, crotch wide open. After she finished and put leg down, she was clearly pleased of all the attention. Maybe Maria was scared, that Helen immediately after her praise did the exercise, but she managed to stay calm and admitted: „As I said, she is flexible!” When dancing started I had already drank a few vodka cocktails and therefore braver. I noticed, that Helen was talking to the boys, but they did not dare to invite her to dance and I decided to try. She immediately agreed to come dancing. „It is a bit inappropriate, that I'm without shoes,“ she said only. I was stunned. „Not only shoes are missing,“ I said. „If you do not bother, then dancing naked is not problem for me, but the shoes would have been polite to put on,“ she said smiling. „You have been here some hours. How are you feeling now?“ I asked. „Much fun,“ she responded. „And you really decided to come naked and not care about?“ „Of course. As soon as I heard, that aunt is allowing to come naked I started to talk mother, that she would accept. And she finally gave way,“ she said. „But noone else did follow this request.“ „Oh, yes, but I was pretty sure, that I am here alone naked. But this did a case more interesting. I would have been disappointed if someone else should have been naked here. Honestly!“ she confirmed. And a little bit later she explained, that being naked in front of clothed people was long time her obsession. „But I never had a opportunity to accomplish my dream. Now occurred legal possibility. And nobody can say anything,“ she rejoiced. I maybe did not want to take advantage of the situation, but then realized, that exhibitionism is truly exciting for this girl and I proposed to enable her better to realize her obsession. I specifically said, that I can help her to appear naked in a public place, but obviously some hundred kilometres far from hometown, where nobody recognizes her. And then we agreed meeting in summer. Yes, I didn’t take this advantage, that I would have fucked her. No way! But public nudity experience was exciting too. Maybe I will tell later in another story, but now I only will give link to picture, where you can see hero of the story – naked but in decent position: http://xhamster.com/photos/view/1840486-30439107.html .

Sorry my bad English, not my native language! In some European countries are different rules about how old children may be present in the opposite locker room. Mainly there are problem with too old boys, mothers sometimes bring their schoolage sons with her to women’s locker of swimming pools, because they don't want to let them be alone at men’s locker room. This will lead to little girls and their mothers protest. The foremost thing is that a 10-year-old girl would not want to be with a boy the same age such as after swimming in the shower room naked. But opposite situation is very rare - only few fathers will bring their daughter (if they are not very little children) to the men’s locker room. Anyone can understand this situation as a improper, because certainly some man will be stare at girl, as in women shower nobody will stare boys, only they are afraid of about their own daughters. And now I wanted to tell about absolute exception of this rule, which happened in one small European country in one small town (only 8000 persons living there). I don't even know, is it possible for some other European, maybe more tolerate countries, to find 13-year old girl alone (!) in men’s locker room, shower and sauna at swimming pool. This little town has quite big swimming pool, used in winter by many persons also from neighboring towns. I started to work as a sports journalist in another bigger town (population 55 000), 15 km away from this smaller town, but my new colleagues said, that swimming pool in this town is the best, always clean, comfortable and modern, also there was possible to use little gym and massage and some other services. That's why I started attending this modern pool and after some four or five visits I met first time this quite big girl with dad in the same locker room as me and other men. I was really surprised, but as you understand - if women may be angry about boys being in their locker rooms, I was not displeased but stunned. Girl was really big and I find this inappropriate to describe what she looked like, but I realized quickly, that she have to be at least 12-year old. I told about the case to my colleague and he calmly answered: "Oh, yes, I knew it already, but didn't told you, because here everybody has use to it, though it is certainly an unusual.” He told, that in this family mother is disabled and daughter is lone child and only goes out with dad. „Administration of the pool accepted girl in men locker room, if anybody will not protest and obviously men didn’t,“ said my colleague. „Because of difficult situation in family everybody here accepts behavior of girl. She is even praised by women.“ But that was not end of the story. Some months later I met a girl again in the pool and noticed, that father was not present at this time. But after swimming she went into men locker room again! She took her time also in hot tub and sauna, now, of course, without a swimsuit. There was not much people in pool this particular day and I decided to follow her to sauna and talk a little. I entered and she was sitting at upper seat on the tailor-term position. I was really shy and said: „May I ask something?“ „Of course,“ she said. After some conversation I got to know, that her father asked some years ago, whether she wants to continue going at male locker room, or now will switch to the women locker, because she is old enough. Girl said, that she chose to be with her father and even now, at 13 (she said her age) she is here. She was also laughing, when I asked, why she today came alone also in male room and she answered: „You know, it was funny - administrator gave me a men's room locker key automatically. She did not even noticed that I was alone!” She also said, that although her father got sick, she wanted to go pool and wash itself carefully, because she have not such good conditions in her home and for tomorrow she is invited with many other best school students to the president’s palace. And I was again stunned to hear, that this naked girl has only excellent marks in school! I asked, why she didn’t say anything to administrator and didn’t ask women’s locker room key. „Never mind!“ she said. „I don’t afraid to be naked in front of men. Here is maybe even more comfortable.“ But suddenly after that our talk ended in dramatic mood. I dared to asked, is she exhibitionist and she was really displeased, when said: “No way!” I continued: “But you are sitting here…” and she interrupted me abruptly: “Don’t talk about this! Men here have been nice, but you are cheeky bastard!” She left angrily and I stayed to sit in sauna stricken. I realized, that I touched the wrong issue, that she really wanted to be known as a decent and clever girl, but I dared to ask about exhibitionism. Now I didn’t want to risk meet girl anymore and afterwards went only to the little pool in my own town. Was she really exhibitionist or not? What you think? Is it really, that I was only person who questioned the girl's presence in men's locker room?

I had just got off work and was standing in front of the door. I worked the night shift so the sun was just coming up. there was a small brown box on the doorstep addressed to me . "hmm I don't think I ordered anything." I picked up the box and took it inside. I sat it down on my kitchen table. I had just moved out of my mom's house a few days ago. I opened the fridge and grabbed a soda. "just what I needed." I sat down at the table and popped the can open. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my box cutter. "ok what we got ." I cut the tape and opened the flaps. "o awesome bubble wrap." I pulled out the first layer and started popping it . "god it never gets old." I sighed to myself and looked in the box. "an old oil lamp the fuck?" I pulled it out and looked it over in my hand. I looked back in the box and found a note. "rub and play." I laughed. "o god in such a perv." under that note was another note. it read, "I know you don't know me john that's cause you family does not want you to. I'm you uncle dug. I have chosen you to inherit my lucky lamp. we are both a lot alike so I hope you like the joke I left you on the other note. anyway, this lamp is very special do not lose it. if you have any questions simply wish for me to be there. I would love to meet you in person." I put the note down and looked at the lamp. I picked up my phone and called my mom. "hey john how are you?" she asked. "I'm good, but I got a box today the note on it said it was from an uncle dug." my mom gasped. "john does not open that box you get rid of it right now dug is not a good person he did all kinds of satanic things." I had a very dark side and whenever anyone said someone or something was satanic or demonic it only made me want to learn more about it. "o gosh I'm getting rid of it right now ." I lied . "ok good if he sends you anything else just get rid of it." I hung up the phone and rubbed the lamp. it got warm to the touch. I quickly sat it on the table and backed up in case it exploded. blue and purple smoke came out of the spout. "o I could so jizz my pants right now." I said with a huge smiled forming on my face. the smoke hung to the table and started to take form. first feet then legs and so forth. soon two beautiful girls sat on my table. they wore belly dancer clothing. they hopped down and got on their knees. "hello master ." the said speaking as one. "sup." they kept their heads to the ground . "so my uncle dug sent me a genie lamp with two genie inside it." I said to myself. they both suddenly got off their knees and sat back on the table. "thank goodness it's you might have been anyone ." said the right one . "look he is so happy to see us." said the one on the left. I looked them both up and down. the one on the left had purple hair in a ponytail. her skin was a bit pale but not like dead pale. her eyes glowed purple actually glowed. the one on the right had blue hair in a ponytail. she had the same kind of skin and her eyes glowed blue. I could not get the big ass smile off my face. "so master." I held up my hand and stopped her. "don't do that I don't like being called that sir or john will do just fine." they smiled at me showing perfect white teeth and slightly large canines. "ok sir ," said the blue one, "since you have finally left that stupid women's house you uncle has sent us to you we are yours to do with what you wish " she laughed , "literally" we all three said. we all started laughing, "that was too perfect" I said wiping away a fake tear, " ok now it's your turn to give us names," said the purple one. I looked at them both. "really I get to name you?" they nodded . " ok give me a second......how about your sapphire." I pointed to the blue one. "and your emma ." I pointed at the purple one. "ok then that was easy it took your uncle an hour to name us good job." said emma. "sir may I change my clothes I always hated wearing this stuff?" asked emma, "go ahead but do it in" she winked at me and her clothes changed, "never mind," she was now wearing a black T-shirt and short denim skirt. very short skirt it stopped mid thigh. her lips were covered in black lipstick and her nails were painted dark purple. she had black fishnet gloves on her hands and combat boots on her feet. "god damn." I whispered under my breath. " so are we just gonna have to sit on this table all day or what?" she asked. " I pulled myself out of my perverted thoughts. " o yea we can talk in my living room," I said going to in. it was connected to my kitchen anyway I lived in a small trailer alone. they got off the table and followed me into the living room. "I plopped myself down on my futon couch, "god ok i know I only get like three or well maybe six wishes so first one is I want a better tv." emma and sapphire sat down on both sides of me emma on my right and sapphire on my left," sure thing" said sapphire . she clicked her tongue and the instead of the fat ass tv it was now a wide flat screen, "o don't worry about the whole limited wishes thing we are not that kind of genie ," said sapphire. they both moved closer to me and put their arms behind my back snuggling into my sides . "is this ok sir?" asked emma. I nodded my head . this was the best day ever I had two super hot girls snuggling up to me . "so what kind of genie are you two?" I asked putting my arms over their shoulders. "we are family genie we get passed down the line from person to person. you uncle wanted to pass us down to you cause he knew you had an open mind and would not think of us as evil like everyone else in your family did. " I remembered the other note I had read. "o yea I wish my uncle dug was here." sapphire clicked her tongue and my uncle slowly materialized into the room. "its about time you wished me here gosh ." I was expecting an old man or someone, not my age. instead it was someone that just a few years older than me. "you my uncle dug?" she smiled at me. he was white with brown flat hair. he was very well built. his eyes were green. "yep. I wished to look young forever but I'm actually forty-three." he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a chair from the table. he put it down in front of me backwards and sat down. "im glad i was right about you john the rest of our family think those two are demons and that i sold my soul to the devil." i laughed at the stupidity of it. " they are just so close minded they think anything not go is a demon or evil." i nodded my head smiling i was happy to meet someone who understood. " i know right my mom is so horrible ." he nodded his head. "well anyway have they told you the rules of wish making yet?" o shook my head. " ok first you cant make someone fall in love with you." i shrugged . "i guessed that already." he smiled . " two you cant bring people from the dead the magic of a genie does not work in the void. three you cant wish for immorality you can wish to be healed but when you time to die comes the genie magic will not work on you how ever there is a way around that you can make wishes before your time comes to avoid it extending your like ." he stopped to breath. "four you can not i mean can not let humanity know about genies a friend or two yea but don't let it start spreading around if you do they ." he pointed at the to girls . "will be relocated to another family." he took a deep breath. " ok that it now if you could wish me back home i was in the middle of something." i smiled at the look in his eye when he said something. "i wish you were back home." he vanished. " well those rules are easy to work with." "hey emma i wish i had a sweet sound system over there in the corner." "sure think sir" a high quality stereo system appeared in the corner. " and here is the remote." it appeared in my hand. "sweetness." "sir is there anything else." asked emma. her hand was on my chest and slowly moving down. i saw the lust in her eyes. "emma come on really its the first day and you already want to sleep with him you such a slut." my head turned to sapphire . "but hes hot and i have been in that lamp for over a week in smoke form ." sapphire got up shaking her head. "what ever im gonna get something to eat. what you guess want. i gave her funny look as she opened the door and turned to me. "what ?" "well you a genie cant you just make food out of nothing." a loud smack made me turn to emma. "i knew dug was forgetting something. we cant use our powers for our own gain only our masters." i turned back to sapphire. "um pizza sounds good meat lovers ." i turned to sapphire . " that sounds awesome." she said. sapphire closed the door. it was just me an emma now. "now where were we." she got down on her knees and jerked by belt buckle open . lets get this cock out. " my dick had gotten hard just from seeing her on her knees. " hey whats up with sapphire does she not like sex or something?" emma had my dick out and in her hands. "no its not that she likes girls ." " o.... o wow that's amazing." i looked down at emma who had my cock in her mouth and was sucking it like a animal. "fucking shit your really good this." she had the whole thing in her mouth all eight inches. "thanks a lot of past masters have wished for a lot of sexual acts you name it i have done it." i decided to test this. "ok have oooo lord." she put my dick back in her mouth . " have you ever gotten double anal." she nodded her head without taking out my dick. "mmm" she moaned on my dick sending vibrations through it i could tell she was using her magic ." i thought you could only use your magic for my gain." she pulled her mouth of my dick but kept pumping it with her hand. "i am using it for you gain duh." she got up and pushed her skirt to her ankles and stepped out of it . she was not wearing panties. "do you do this to everyone who rubs your lamp?" she straddled my lap and put her pussy above my dick. "sometimes they have to wish it but if there hot like you i do it myself." she put her right hand on the back of the couch and held my dick with the other."god tell you what you the biggest dick i have had without wish making." she slowly lowered herself onto me. "god that's my fucking jam!" once the head was inside her she let herself fall onto it the rest of the way. " o fuck yea." her pussy was super tight and she had perfect control over her vaginal muscles . "god damn this a good pussy." she started to bounce herself on it. " o o fuck you dick is so fucking hard. " i grabbed her tight ass and squeezed it. "o i like that." she said showing her beautiful teeth. "then your gonna love this." i pushed my index finger into her ass. "O GOD JOHN !" she bit down on my shoulder sending pleasure filled pain into my body. "o yes you like to get rough don't you." she nodded her head not taking her mouth off my neck. i started thrusting as she came down and moving my finger in and out of her ass. " mmmm fuck john i gonna cum ." i felt her pussy tighten on my cock and grow very hot." o fuck you pussy loves this dick don't it." she bit down harder as her orgasm shot through her. i felt her break skin but my hormones turned the pain to pleasure . she stopped bouncing and rested with my dick berried in her pussy. she was shaking from her orgasm. when she finally took her teeth off my neck her mouth had my blood on it. " sorry john i did not. AAAAH!" i flipped us over so that i was her and she was laying with her back on the couch. " that is so damn sexy." i picked her legs up and held them together in the air. i started to thrust hard into her pussy. " o god john i just came im o fuck fuck deeper please deeper!" she reached up and held her legs allowing me to grab her hips and put more force into my thrusts . i pulled my dick out and replaced it with my finger. i finger fucked her pussy good and deep lubing up my finger. "o fuck john you fingers are so damn good don't stop im gonna cum don't stop!" i pulled my fingers out of her before she could. "why did you O SHIT MY ASS!" i shoved two fingers into her ass and spread them around making it loosen up a bit. i pulled my finger out and positioned my cock at her ass. without warning or any control over myself o thrust my full length into her asshole. "O MY GOD MY ASS FUCK IT HARD LEAVE ME SORE !" she screamed. i pounded into her ass hard and fast as i could . it felt amazing . i could feel myself close to cumming . " O JOHN JOHN JOHN SPANK ME PLEASE I NEED TO BE PUNISHED FOR BEING A SLUT !" i was more then happy to do it . i smack her ass hard leaving pink making her scream and leaving pink hand prints. " O US IM YOU SLUT PUNISH YOUR SLUT !" her words were to much i pulled my cock out of her ass slammed it as deep into her cunt as i could and blew my loud. " O GOD JOHN IM CUUUUUUUUMMMING!!" i had never had such a strong orgasm. ropes of cum just kept shooting out of my cock. when my balls finally became empty she spread her legs and i collapsed on top of her. "aww he's all tuckered out." she said. i felt myself falling asleep.

“Why don’t you try it?” Laura’s big brown eyes widened as a naughty thrill went through her body making her shudder a little at the thought of it. “Be serious” Laura said with a shy smile to her best friend Tally. Laura and Tally were sat in a coffee shop as they normally did on their dinner break chatting. Tally had been Laura best friend since they were at school; here they were still best friends at the age of 33, even working in the same office building. What they were chatting about was a present that Laura had been given for her last birthday by another friend. “I am serious Lau you should try it” Tally smiled as she tried to convince Laura it was right what she was saying. “I’m 33 Tally and have never done anything like that before in my life, no not even when I was younger before you say anything” Laura laughed and shook her head, her long brown curly hair swaying as she sipped her coffee and smiled at her friend. “Laura you are sexy, just look at those boobs for got sake” Laura’s mouth dropped and she playfully slapped her friends arm before giggling “If no bloke wants that then you need to do something” Tally joked as she pointed at Laura’s chest, her tight, white silk shirt pressed against her big breasts “Hey I’m not some old spinster you know” Laura laughed as did Tally “I have had men before” again Laura laughed “Yeah but the last one was what 3 years ago?” Tally said with a grin, “Come on tell me you haven’t had the feelings in all that time” Laura couldn’t lie, she had become frustrated at times during the last 3 years of abstinence but she had never done anything about it, she just dove into her work more and tried to forget the feeling until they went away, still the thought of what Tally was saying made her mind run wild. “I’ll get a bloke some time” Laura said as she drank the last of her coffee and looked at her friend who smiled “But right now we need to get back to work” she said looking at her watch. “Just don’t forget what I said Lau” Tally said as they got back to the office and went to their own office’s. Laura couldn’t forget what Tally had said even if she wanted to; her mind was on it all the time she was trying to work, thrills ran through her mind and made her giggle at times, she was just happy that she was alone in her office so she could let out the feelings she had. The day ended and Laura went home, when she got in she did her usual ritual, run a bath as she got some food out of the freezer to be heated up for hr to eat. Stripping off Laura dropped her clothes in her hamper which was overflowing now and got into the hot water, the bubbles covering her long legs as they sank into the rippling liquid, a shiver went down her back as she sighed as the water covered her trimmed pubic hair and stomach her breasts lightly getting lapped by the warm water as the bubbly suds covered her and she closed her eyes relaxing her body. “I couldn’t” Laura said in her mind as she thought about what Tally had said to her, she couldn’t even believe that she had been given it for her birthday, she was shocked then but could laugh about it now. Laura got out of her long soak and wrapped her silk bathrobe around her wet body and went to her bedroom opening her wardrobe she pulled out the shoebox that she had put the present in, she still hadn’t opened it from its packaging. Smiling Laura opened the box and pulled the present out, sill in its packaging from the shop where it was bought. Laura smiled and sighed as she looked at it, her eyes looked down the long black dildo she had been given in the plastic case. “You’d not hurt me would you?” she said to the rubber cock before giggling “I’ll just take you out of this plastic but that’s it ok” Laura ripped open the packaging and let the rubbed cock drop onto her bed, her eyes looked at it, following the 8 inch long shaft from the big round head down to the rubber suction up at the bottom, she looked in the package and saw a leaflet that came with it, picking it up she began to read. Basically it was just some helpful advice, Laura skimmed until she saw what the suction cup was for, it said that you could stick the dildo to objects to leave your hands free while you used it, Laura thought about where you may stick it and laughed dropping the paper she rubbed her hand over the long shaft. “Hmmm feels very err rubbery” she laughed again before picking up the long rubber cock and looked it closely. It did look awfully real, perfectly shaped and it didn’t feel all that unreal either, it was quite firm but not so hard that it wouldn’t bend. “I wonder who modeled for you then?” Laura joked to herself as she looked down the 8 inch of thick shaft, her mind was working over time as she held the dildo in her hand and ran the other hand up and down it, like she would if she was giving a man a hand job. Laura dropped the dildo into the shoe box and put it back, a shiver went down her back again as she thought about what it must feel like to have something that big inside your pussy, but she had other things to do she told herself, like the laundry. Loading her dirty panties and bra’s along with her other clothes into the washing machine Laura’s mind was back in her bedroom with the dildo, she couldn’t stop thinking of it really, she had been thinking over the last week how much she missed sex, that’s how she and Tally had got to chatting about what they had during their break. Turning on the machine she leaned on it, her ass pressed on the top as she sat back and looked into space her mind thinking of her last boyfriend and the dildo in her bedroom. “Oh, oh!” Laura moaned a little in surprise as the washer began to spin her clothes. The spinning was shaking the washing machine under Laura’s ass and sending nice feeling vibrations to her pussy, Laura smiled as she felt herself get wet down there from the vibrations of the spinning washer. “Ohhh!” Laura moaned as she felt the vibrations get harder, she quickly jumped onto the machine and sat there enjoying the feelings she was getting as her pussy got wetter and wetter, the vibrating washing machine much to her surprise sending her to her first orgasm for over 3 years. Laura opened her mouth wide as she felt her pussy contract and an orgasm wash over her, her hands closed tightly into fists as the vibrating washing machine sent shocks through her pussy, her breasts jiggled as she sat on the top of the washer and enjoyed its spinning, her pussy felt on fire as she felt another orgasm again, her mouth open and eyes closed as she moaned her way through the orgasm, it didn’t take much to set her off, it had been so long since she had anything that even felt slightly sexual that this was like heaven. “Oh wow!” Laura said as she got off the washing machine once it was finished spinning her clothes, her hair was a mess she had been shaking her head a lot as she came hard 3 times and her breath was ragged, but she couldn’t help smiling. Pulling her clothes out she took them to dry and then feeling tired she decided it was time for an early night today, that night she slept better then she had for ages. “So what happened last night then Lau?” Tally asked as they met for coffee again “Did you do it?” “No, I got it out but never used it like you said I should have” Laura laughed “But I did do something” she said with a cheeky smile on her face “You did, what was it then? Come on details please” Tally said with a grin, all excited about hearing what Laura had done the night before. Laura began to tell her all about the previous night, Tally listening to each word intently with a smile and a few giggles as Laura described the feelings the vibration had won her when she sat on the top of the washing machine and felt them fully. “Oh that’s nothing, we’ve all done that” Tally joked with a smile “I’m surprised its taken you so long to try it is all. I thought all women knew the old trick of putting the washer onto spin, jumping on and letting it go to work,” she laughed, as did Laura. “I couldn’t believe how it felt, I came like 3 times” Laura laughed “And had the best sleep I had for years!” Tally laughed loudly and took Laura’s hand in hers on the table “Now you know how good it can be you should try it with that thing in your wardrobe Lau” Tally said with a smile as she looked into Laura’s brown eyes “I’m not sure Tally, it’s well big,” she said grinning at her friend “So what, come on we’ve all done it before, it will be fine” Tally said laughing before Laura told her to keep it down before she has the attention of everyone in the café. “Oh forget them,” Tally laughed “Now you really need to try it, its got a suction cup on it don’t it?” Tally asked and Laura nodded “Well there you go, go home, I’ll cover for you at work and try it out, just how I told you to” Laura blushed a little, the thought of it was tempting her, she could feel her pussy get damp and her nipples were hard as she thought about doing it. Looking at Tally her mind was made up “Ok, I’m going to do it” Tally hugged her and laughed “Good for you Lau! Don’t worry I’ll sort things at work you just get home right now” Tally said as she pushed her friend towards the door, both woman laughing as they got outside, Laura looking back she waved and stuck her tongue out as Tally laughed at her and waved back before heading back to work. “What am I doing?” Laura said as she got home “I can’t believe I’m going to do this” she closed and locked the door before going to the stairs and pausing for a few seconds, but a sudden naughty thrill later and she was running up to her bedroom. “Ok it’s just you and me now” Laura said to the long black dildo as she opened the shoebox and looked at it. Her mind all over the place, she was nervous but aroused too, this was the first spontaneous thing she had done for herself for as long as she could remember. Taking the dildo out of the box she ran down to the washing machine and had a big smile and giggle as she remembered the night before, her pussy was already dripping with anticipation as she held the rubber cock and moved over to the machine. “There we go” Laura said as she stuck the rubber cock onto the top of the washing machine and admired it stood proudly up, the black rubber looking inviting as it looked so life like. Laura giggled as she got naked from the waist down, dropping her trousers and damp panties on the floor she put her hand son her hips and bit her lower lip as she thought about what she was doing. “Ok here we go” Laura set the washing machine to spin cycle, all that was needed was her to push the start button when she was ready, a sudden doubt filled her mind but Laura was now very excited about what she was doing and her pussy was very wet and aching for it. Putting her hands on the top of the washing machine after turning her back to it she lifted herself up and sat back over the dildo, holding her pussy over it she tried to aim it right, slowly she lowered herself down and giggled when she felt the head of the cold dildo touch her pussy lips. “Ohhh” she moaned as she felt the rubber cock open her pussy lips and slip inside as she pushed herself down onto it. It had been so long since anything had been in her pussy she had forgot how good it felt, the dildo was firm but yet flexible and felt so good as it stretched Laura’s pussy as she took it as deep as she could, her legs hanging over the edge of the washing machine she looked down and laughed as she saw her trimmed pubic hair with the black dildo slightly coming from it “We’ll this is a first… never had a anything black in there” Laura joked to herself as she wiggled on the rubber cock and moaned as she felt the thrill shoot through her pussy as she got comfy on it and reached down to the controls of the washing machine. “Ok this is it Laura” she told herself as she leaned forwards and looked for the start button, slowly she pressed it and sat upright waiting for the cycle to start and her pleasure to begin. The black rubber dildo in her pussy began to shake a tiny bit and Laura smiled and giggled as she felt the little vibration’s of pleasure went through her pussy and made her moan. “Oh nice” Laura said in a low voice as the washing machine began to pick up speed, the dildo in her pussy began to shake violently sending shocks through Laura’s body, her pussy getting wetter and more sensitive with every second as the washer began to crank up the spin, shaking Laura’s body on top. With her big breasts shaking in the tight shirt Laura moaned as she felt her orgasm wash over her, clenching her pussy on the black dildo she smiled and moaned as the vibrating rubber cock sent her over the edge again. Laura felt her ass shake as the cycle went onto high spin, the whole washing machine shaking and vibrating as Laura put her hands on it and began to make little thrusts up and down on the shaking black cock, each move it made, made Laura cry out in pleasure as her clit was rubbed by the rubber. “Oh Yes! Yes!” Laura called out as the vibrating in her pussy made her fly to another orgasm, the juice washing over the dildo as the spinning shook it inside her tight griped pussy, Laura screaming out now as she thrust herself up and down on the 8 inch shaft the deep penetrations sending a massive orgasm through her each time. The spin cycle lasted a good fifteen minuets and Laura moaned and cried out through it all as wave after wave of orgasm washed through her pussy, the black dildo in her shaking to the very end, glistening with the juice she had secreted over it. Laura had in those fifteen minuets having had more orgasms then she had in all the previous years of her life since she was 18. As the washing machine came to a stop Laura let out one final sigh of pleasure as she bit her bottom lip and eased herself off the dildo and smiled as she looked down at it and the wetness shining. She pulled it off the washing machine and laughed as she felt her pussy lips began to close, the tingling still there deep inside her pussy. In her bedroom Laura put the black dildo into its shoebox and placed it back into the wardrobe before getting some clothes on and grabbing the phone, calling Tally she smiled and told her she was right, and that wasn’t going to be the last time that the washing machine would rub with nothing inside. *********************************************************************************************************** Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed… please leave a message or preferably send me some feedback with an e-mail address, I will reply to anyone who does.

My name is Jessica I’m 17 years old and have found myself in a relationship that seems to be getting more serious than my past relationships. I have been dating this guy his name is Zayn he is slightly younger than me by a couple of months he is a sweet and down to earth guy he’s not exactly the hottest guy alive he can be very shy or very wild its one or the other with him, we’ve been dating for roughly 5 weeks now and the furtherest we have gotten sexually is that one time i made out with him and could feel his dick poking me and grinded on his erection but that’s as far as we got i know he has had sex a couple of times i have had sex more than a couple of times but he was more interested in playing games than having sex witch i admit is kind of dumb he is lucky i love him tho, I’ve had guys dream to fuck me i am quite attractive for my age. Tonight me and Zayn were at his house alone he lives with his mum and Younger sister i haven’t really met them yet I’m told i get to meet them tomorrow which is something to look forward to but i got other plans for tonight Zayn's mum is staying at her boyfriends house and his sister is at a friend’s house and won’t be back till late it’s the prefect setup to finally get more intimate with him. Zayn and i were cuddling on the couch watching movies we were very relaxed and i was So fucking horny i moved his hand into my panties introducing his hand to my clit i felt his finger poke around in my panties trying to find my hole he was moving to far away from the hole until his finger went POP inside me but his finger wasn’t in my pussy, he somehow accidently found his way into my asshole i didn’t want to say anything in case he backed out so i let him believe he was fingering my pussy it wasn’t the first time I’ve had a finger in my ass it’s just the first time it was another finger other than my own inside my ass. I moaned as Zayn fingered my ass i unbuckled his pants and rolled them down exposing his average sized erect cock i moved over and took his cock into my mouth sucking him up and down causing him to draw all focus to me sucking his dick he pushed my head deeper down his cock i could feel his cock push into my throat causing me to throw up in my mouth i had no choice but to swallow it back down i used whatever was left to use it as lube to get ready to put inside me i tried to get up but Zayn still had my head held down i could hear him grunt and let out a giant load of cum in my mouth it caught me of guard i tried my best to swallow as much as i could but the rest just backfired out of my mouth all over his dick after wiping his cum from my lips i rised to see Zayn fast asleep i thought to myself "really" he prematurely cums in my mouth then falls asleep "fuck this" i said to myself i went into Zayn's bedroom and looked in his connected bathroom he shares it with his sister. i looked around the bathroom and found his sisters hairbrush it was roughly the same size as a dick i took it and went into his bed and pushed it into my pussy and began fucking myself with his sister’s hairbrush i aimed it upright inside me pushing it into my tingle spot causing my pussy to throb and get juicier at every thrust i could hear the splashes of my juices flop around all over my clit and thighs i finally came all over the hairbrush. I pulled the brush handle out so i could see all my cum covering it i stared at it for a bit until i heard the connected bathroom door swing open Zayn's sister was back i was startled by her presence it caused me to fling the hairbrush over on the floor coming into his sisters view she looked startled finding me in her brothers bed instead of being on the couch with him his sister came up to me introducing herself "hi I’m Zayn's sister Felicity but please call me Flick don’t mind me I’m just trying to find my hairbrush" his sister greeted me I looked over to were the brush was on the floor witch caught Flicks eye she went over to pick it up i thought to myself oh shit I’m fucked she picked it up by the brush end seeing the white gooey substance all over the handle she looked at me then looked back at the brush and shrugged her shoulders and took the brush handle to her mouth sucking my cum of the handle then silently walking back to her room. I went to sleep with that image of my boyfriend’s sister tasting my cum painted on the inside of my eyeballs my mind was surrounded by questions why did she suck the brush? or did she know what she sucked of? does she know it was my cum? i lost a lot of sleep over this. I awoke the next morning with my hand in my panties i must of fell asleep fingering myself i must of had a powerful orgasm my pussy was soaked i could smell the stench of my pussy embedded into my fingers. I went into Zayn's connected ensuite to have a shower everything seemed normal i remembered what happened last night with Flick sucking my cum of her hairbrush and that her bedroom is on the other side of the bathroom I froze I hope she wont hear me she has probably realised what ive done and wants to beat the shit out of me. I heard somebody enter the bathroom It could’ve been either Zayn or Flick my fear grew stronger I heard clothes coming of maybe it was Zayn coming in to makeup from last night more excitement came into my mind but was suddenly drowned when I saw a bra fling over the top of the shower curtain rod I panicked like crazy I immediately Yelled “somebody is in here” Flick drew open the shower curtain’s exposing the top half of her body seeing her large breasts staring me right in the face I mean coming from a straight girl they were nice I think they might even be better than mine and I was always proud of my boobs and I think Flick was to I could see her eyes fixed on them as soon as she opened the curtains, as soon as I snapped back to reality I did my best to cover my boobs and pussy from my boyfriends sister as she looked at me and smiled “im sorry I didn’t hear you in there” she replied to me “I can hop out if you want it is your shower” attempting to walk out Flick held her hand to stop me from leaving she told me to stay as long as I like then proceeded to hop into the shower with me, my levels of awkwardness leaped through the roof here I am with my boyfriends sister buck ass naked showering with her having a view of her hairless pussy and her amazing breasts. The shower we were in was a 2 man shower so it was fit for 2 people but still bloody awkward, Flick proceeded to wash herself like there was nobody else in the room she took a lot time attending to her pussy washing it furrily then stepping out again not saying a word withdrawing the shower curtain cutting us of from each other. I listened through the curtain to hear what Flick was up to I heard her towel flinging around and could hear her going through her hair utensils then silence for a few minutes followed by a door slamming shut. Once the coast was clear I made my way out of the shower to dry myself and get dressed I noticed that Flicks brush has been moved next to my bra on the bathroom bench “she must of dumped it here by mistake” I thought I went to grip the handle and felt a wet sticky substance on my hand I brought my hand to my nose and smelt a sweetish odour that smelt similar to my pussy odour but not as strong as mine, this has definitely been inside somebody’s pussy but its Definity not mine its not the same scent it couldn’t be Flicks could it? I thought to myself is this her getting back at me from last night although I was disturbed by what ive discovered I was curious to what she would taste like the brush was obviously just covered in her juices not her cum but it made me wonder what her cum would look like on her brush I raised my wet hand to my nose to take another smell of her teen girl juices I slowly poked out my tongue towards the wet patch on my hand till the door from the other side of the bathroom swung open being greeted by Zayn he kissed me on the cheek and slithered past me to take a shower what is with these siblings and not saying anything. Zayn and I were sitting down to breakfast when his sister came down to join us Zayn rose up and introduced her to me Flick stopped Zayn explaining we have met she briefly saw me in the bathroom this morning I wondered to myself why she didn’t mention her seeing me last night she held her hand over the table proceeding to shake my hand while giving me a little wink she seemed a lot more talkative and sociable this time saying me and her will have to hangout some time. My boyfriend got a notification on his phone saying his game had a new dlc or some thing like that and I knew our little shopping date we had was gone because he always puts his gaming first. I told my boyfriend that I guess our date is of, Zayn gave me that cheesy look confirming what I was saying I just sat back in disgust I was really looking forward to going shopping today then next minute Flick offered to go shopping with me adding it will give us a chance to get to know each other more I was a little unsure at first but it would be nice to get to know Zayn’s sister even tho there is something weird yet mildly interesting about her so I took her up on her offer. Flick and I got dressed and ready to rock I gave Zayn a kiss saying goodbye and proceeded to headout. On the walk to town I noticed how slutty Flick was dressed she was wearing a black crop top that looked 3 sizes to small for her it hugged the top half of her body making her boobs really stick out not to mention her long black wavy hair dangling in the wind followed by black eye line and black lipstick she had a sexy gothic vibe about her. I was having a really great time getting to know Flick we talked about the general stuff about each other and shopped together we decided to go to the café in the mall for a pitstop we continued talking generally Flick never looked away as we talked always made direct eye contact with me the way she looked at me it was like she was studying me in a very evil way Im wondering what is going on in that pretty little head of hers, we continued to chat about normal things till I felt Flick harmlessly stroke my legs it was no accident she was doing it playfully I continued to act like nothing was happening apart from the whole evil eyes and playful foot. My nerves were getting more shakey and I could feel a small burn in my stomach and my cheeks fuzzed up it was like the same feeling I get from when a guy comes on to me but this was a girl and im as straight as straight girls come. Flick then asked me if I noticed anything unusual about this morning at the same time tracing her foot up along my ankle up my thigh just hitting under my skirt, I decided to play dumb and ask what she ment she just looked at me with that kinky stare of hers asking me what I think?, I knew exactly what she was thinking but witch does she mean her showering naked in front of me or her sucking my cum of her brush or her leaving her brush for me covered in her juices. I stood staring at Flick for a few seconds after hearing her question “you know me taking a shower with you?” Flick remarked “Oh” I exclaimed I mentioned to her I assumed it was just a girl thing were girls shower together like it’s a normal thing she told me I was right of coarse but she then went on to say she noticed me looking at her and was wondering if I was into girls or not I immediately told her I wasn’t I was just noticing how comfortable she was being naked around a stranger that so happens to be the same gender as her. She told me she was bisexual and shes been around enough naked girls and enough naked guys to be comfortable and that she was proud of her body and loves to show it of, I was curious about Flicks sexuality and asked her if shes licked a girl out before she just looked me right in the eye nodding followed by a little porched smirk on her lips I explained to her if she has licked pussy before she knows what it tastes like and smells like, Flicks foot rose furtherer up my skirt and her attention got more and more attentive as I came to realisation she knew exactly what was on that hairbrush when she sucked it last night, “you knew didn’t you” I said to Flick with shame “knew about what?” Flick questioned with that same fierce look I explained to her that she knew that her brush had been inside my pussy I have never been so embarrassed in my life explaining to my boyfriend’s sister that her hairbrush has been inside her brothers girlfriends cunt, Flick went on to explain to me she thought that her brush was covered in her own juices but after she sucked on it that it wasn’t her usual flavour “you taste great by the way” Flick added she went on to explain she didn’t know it was my pussy juices or she just tasted different witch is why she tested me this morning in the shower. Since Flick and I were being out in the open I asked her about when I found her brush this morning and asked if it was inside her Flick bit her lower lip and wanted me to guess I definitely could smell pussy on it a little less stronger and more sweeter than my scent I just nodded to her, Flick continued biting her lip and asked me what I did with the brush, to be honest with myself I really wanted to taste it but I wasn’t gonna be honest out in the open “did you do what I did” Flick budded into my train of thought “Zayn kind of walked in on me before I could really do something about it” I replied She continued asking me if I was tempted to taste it I just couldn’t answer her I was way to shy to admit anything I just stopped the conversation by taking a long drink of my drink. Flick left without saying anything I saw her walk into the supermarket across from where we were sitting I could vaguely see her walking around the fruit isle then going through checkout I didn’t see what she bought but she seemed to be in such a hurry for me not to see what it was seeing how discrete she was she then went on to the bathroom area. I waited for Flick to come back from the bathroom she must have been in there for about 10 minutes or so maybe her drink caused her diarrhoea or something. I soon saw Flick walk out from the bathroom area and in my direction she had a little smirk on her face as she came closer to me and sat in front of me she looked like she just ran a marathon panting and sweating I then smelt the same familiar smell I smelt this morning circling around us, Flick then went to hand me a a paper bag and told me to think of this as her hairbrush from this morning, I reached into the bag Flick gave me and found a banana but the end of the banana was covered in a gooey substance and that same familiar smell got stronger as I pulled the banana into our view. I could see Flick staring at me with that same kinky stare and her biting her lip out of the corner of my eye as I stared at the banana realising what Flick has done shes recreated the events from this morning but instead of fucking herself with the hairbrush she fucked herself with a banana. I looked into Flicks piercing gothic eyes as she asked me what I was gonna do with that banana I bit my lower lip crossing my legs trying not to make eye contact with her I questioned myself over and over again what to do with the banana one half of me was telling myself to taste Flicks juices the other half of me is telling me to throw it at her. Flick leaned more towards my face “don’t think just put it in your mouth and suck” Flick told me softly while giving me a wink I honestly thought she was going to kiss me then. I took the Banana covered in Flicks juices and looked around to see if anyone was watching and quickly put the gooey end in my mouth sucking of Flicks juices then quickly removing the banana out of site before anyone noticed, I could’ve swore I heard Flick moan a little when I sucked of her pussy juices I still had the pussy juices of my boyfriend’s little sister in my mouth “swallow my insides” Flick whispered in a sexy tone I felt the sludgy tangy liquid slide down my throat it wasn’t as bad as I thought I felt a little naughty doing it to be honest. Flick looked at me shaking trying her best to contain herself I asked her if she is ok I noticed her hand was twitching under the table I reached around to see she had her hand in her panties the whole time she was watching me, Flick soon saw me staring she grabbed my hand and told me to meet her in the disabled toilets in 2 minutes then leaving me again leaving her sweet aroma of pussy surrounding the table . I waited about just under 2 minutes and took a deep breath and made my way to the toilet area my knees were weak my pussy was surprisingly wet and my nerves were spiking thinking what was gonna happen by the end of this little trip. I found myself standing on the other side of the entrance to the public toilet, I stood there for a while holding my fist just an inch from knocking thinking if this is a good idea im straight I don’t do things with girls but the curiosity overcame me I knocked twice and heard the lock being unlocked. I entered in slowly shaking smelling the same familiar scent of Flicks pussy looking around seeing my boyfriends little sister casually sitting on the toilet fully naked playing with her clit. I was stunned in my tracks having a visual site of a younger girl masturbating in front of me I could feel my stomach twist and my pussy throb, Flick continued staring at me wriggling her finger at me to come over to her, I slowly walked over to Flick with my eyes still fixed on her dripping wet pussy she rose up and hugged me asking me if I like what I saw I bit my lip and took a deep breath as I could feel her pussy graze my leg I nodded with a cute mhhmm. Flick grasped my cheeks and planted kisses up and down my neck while caressing my clothed body gently I was still really nervous, Flick urged me to sit down and close my eyes. I could hear Flick rustling up my skirt removing my soaked panties I could feel her warm breath around the edges of my pussy shocking me in the right places followed by 2 fingers tracing along my pussy lips up and down until she rams 2 fingers deep inside me causing me to gasp a little to loud making Flick cover my mouth I could smell her pussy on her hand I don’t know what came over me but I grabbed her hand and licked her palm and fingers tasting her juices. Flick went back between my legs I felt her tongue probe my insides her mouth covered my pussy warming it on the outside as her tounge fucked me on the inside I tried my best not to make a sound as she was hitting all the right spots with her sexy little tounge. I felt flushes all through my body as Flick changed positions and came face to face with me while still rubbing my clit with her open palm she kept taunting me “you like that” over and over again my cries and moans were getting the better of me I couldn’t stand keeping my mouth shut I pushed Flick into me locking my lips over hers making out with her slow and sensually as her palm receded and tucked her fingers inside me. Our kissing increased and I felt Flick lead my hand to her pussy it was so warm wet and juicy my fingers sank right into her love hole I could sense the difference in her orgasmic attitude when I began to move my fingers inside her she started drifting her attention from me for a bit and laid back on to the toilet and spread her legs letting me ram my fingers deeper inside her. Flick pulled my face to hers sticking her tounge back in my mouth mashing my lips harder as my finger curled inside her hitting her magic spot, her body shivered her breathing laboured, her pussy tightening around my fingers giving of the same heat and wetness I do when I finger myself, Flick pushed me out of her and sat directly onto the toilet letting out a large powerful splash of her juices into the toilet “im a major squirter” Flick said in a satisfying tone as she continued to squirt into the toilet. Flick looked at my extremely wet pussy noticing I haven’t cummed yet she leaped towards me locking her mouth around my pussy sliding her tounge all the way inside me making a moan escape my mouth unexpectedly, Flick continued gnawing at my pussy vibrating her lips on my clit while her tounge rolled up and down my fuck hole at a fast pace making me fluster with orgasmic ecstasy causing me to cum really hard on her tounge but she continued licking my pussy even after my orgasm my pussy was extra sensitive and every time her tounge hit my magic spots it made my pussy tingle ten times stronger I couldn’t bare it I placed my hands on her head trying to control myself but it was no use her licking continued and my pussy tingeled even more before letting of a very large wave of juices squirting all over Flicks face and in her mouth and all through her hair. Flick and I laid up against the walls naked panting smelling like eachothers juices staring into eachothers eyes I gave her another lustfull kiss before getting dressed but Flick still continued to keep her kinky attitude stealing my panties and wearing them as her own as did I with hers it was actually quite a turn on knowing that her panties were already stained with her cum and it was gonna be brushing up against my creamy pussy all the way home. Flick and I soon returned back to my boyfriends house acting like nothing has happened and just went about the rest of the night as normal. Zayn Flick and I had the house to ourselves again as their mother had to work late so I thought I might try again with Zayn but if not I know what I can have instead. We all sat down having dinner not really talking much just a comment here and there I could feel Flicks feet poking at mine under the table with her giving that same sexy stare from early today I made sure Zayn wasn’t watching us I moved my hand across to her thigh making my way to her panties but I couldn’t feel them all I felt was her familiar wet slit I went further inside her with 2 fingers fingering her in a curved motion watching her squirm at the dinner table in front of my boyfriend, knowing that I was fingering my boyfriends sister in front of him without him knowing was really making me wet I decided to be risky and move Flicks hand in my panties and have us finger eachother under the table while having a nice normal family chat. I found Flicks tingle spot under table I could see the very controlled expression on her face trying not to show her signs of expected climax I pushed harder at her clit until her pussy finally gave way I could hear the faint squirt sound and feel it cover my palm I watched Flick almost lose control causing her peas to flick of the table as she poked at them I could see whitish goldish stream leak down Flicks leg I pretended to drop my fork under the table and went to crawl under to get it but what Flick didn’t know was it wasn’t an accident, just before I went to grab my fork I went to Flicks leg and found that the stream just ended above her ankle I swabbed my tounge at that very same spot and traced by tounge all the way up to the start of her inner thigh licking up the escaped stream of squirt this caused Flick to get up and excuse herself saying she had to go to the bathroom. I watched as Flick brushed passed me, as she went for the hallway I saw her turn around and give me a cheeky grin and wriggiling her finger at me just like she did earlier today wanting me to follow her I was so horny I definitely wasn’t going to pass of that opportunity I pretended my phone was ringing and excused myself from the table explaining I had an important call and had to go somewhere private to take it. I walked upstairs following the sweet meaty smell of Flicks pussy getting stronger as I get close to the master bathroom I went to do the same knock on the door as I did at the mall so she knew it was me soon the door swung open and Flick pulled me in and pushed me up against the door making out with me while pressing her open palms into my boobs squeezing them hard. I let Flick take full control over me she through me all across the bathroom with her fingers in my pussy and and my fingers inside hers hearing the clucking sounds of our fingers splashing around the juices in our panties sent Flick over the edge fully pulling my pants down and pushing me back on the floor and moving her head between my legs and latching her mouth onto my pussy flickering her tounge up and down my pussy slit. I was to easy I came within seconds I could hear flick drinking the jucies squirting out of me I looked back at Flick trying to control my breaths I explained to her ive had orgasm after orgasm from both myself and other guys but nothing this powerful she just explained that it’s a girl thing well I know for sure I am definitely liking this girl thing that shes speaking of. I rose up to give Flick another kiss before we left but she didn’t let me go she pulled me in grabbing my ass and pulling me towards her I felt her wet pussy up against mine following her hands up my back to the back of my head “Its my turn now” flick said to me sensually slowly and gently pushing my head down to her pussy. I felt a shudder of nerves flow through me as this will be my first time fully licking a girl out. I watched Flick lay back on the bathroom sink and part her legs I smelt her sweet scent getting more powerful as I get closer till my lips were kissing her clit I didn’t really know what to do so I just sucked on her clit like an iceblock Flick noticed how nervous and how much of a noob I am to eating pussy she was kind and caring rubbing the back of my head guiding me through telling me to poke my tounge in and out of her fuck hole and licking up and down under her clit. It took me a few minutes to get it right but then my tounge began working Flick’s pussy in the tight places making her shudder and spasm as my tounge explores the inside of her pussy I found a little spot under the outer wall of her pussy I find if I rub my tounge up and down that area and rub the spot on Flicks clit the same was my tounge was area was enough to make her squirm. The thought of me eating another girls pussy was turning me on and making me drenched my fingers returned to my pussy I was to wet I could feel my tangy girl juices drip to the floor I moved my mouth over Flicks pussy breathing on her whole pussy doing that same tounge motion inside her with my tounge I think she was on the brink of an orgasm her breathing got caught short next thing her mouth was open but she looked like she found it hard to breath I looked at her to see if shes ok she just firmly pushed my face back into her pussy and I continued licking her out running my tounge in and out of her seeing that same expression on her face watching her lean back furtherer and furtherer until she falls back and lands in the bath tubb we were to horny to worry about any injuries the bathtub was big enough to fit me between her legs I was trying my best not to drown in her constant wetness I drank what little juices I could suck up so I could continue doing what im currently doing best. A few more minutes into eating her pussy we heard the doorknob rattling Flick pushed my head down furtherer into her asscheeks and grabbed a nearby towel to cover our naked bodies, from the sound of the voice it was my boyfriend asking where I went Flick was very shocked going of at him telling him to knock explaining she was naked and about to have a bath and pointed to the downstairs bathroom saying that I might be in there. As Flick was bullshitting to her brother I could smell the sweaty warm scent of Flick’s asshole I wondered if she liked me eating her ass I gave her asshole a poke making Flick jump inbetween sentences as she talked to my boyfriend I probed my tounge deeper in her ass shes definitely had cock in her ass before due to her ass being very easily stretched to accommodate my tounge I rammed and rigged around I could feel Flick getting more agitated to get rid of her brother after he finally left she flung of the towel and kept pushing my head working my tounge deeper into her ass she told me we better hurry up before they realise where were I am so I picked up my pace slotting my toung in and out of her ass and rubbing her clit just the way she liked it till I felt juices fling over my forehead I removed my tounge from her ass to catch all her squirt in my mouth it was so powerful it squirted the back of my throat I had to cover her whole pussy just to swallow every drop of her tangy girl cum it kind of tasted like pee to witch in a way was dirty and kind of sexy I like it. Flick and I hobbled out of the bath half naked covering ourselves in more deodorant we made our way back to our table at separate times to make it look less suspicious and explained to my boyfriend that I had a pain in my stomach. Later on at night Zayn finally decided he wanted to fuck me and already had my pants unbuttoned and my panties down and before you know it no forplay nothing just slaps on his condom because he is one of them nice clean boys and just wacks it in me lying on top of me pounding into me not putting any effort at all I just laid there and took the pounding thinking about how much I want his sister after having her my love for Zayn has for some reason moved to Flick and just cant bother to get any enjoyment from my boyfriend’s dick anymore I don’t know what his sister has done to me am I a lesbian now or am I bisexual I could like dick and pussy just not like my boyfriend. After waiting what seemed like forever for my boyfriend to blow his load in the condom that he definitely could’ve blew on me or in my mouth it was such a waste, I decided to call a friend of mine shes a bit of a slut well when I was younger I use to fuck a lot when I use to hangout with her I asked her if she could hook me up with one of her guy friends saying I need to test something I told her to make sure he’s handsome loves forplay and doesn’t use protection and most importantly being discrete as I don’t want my boyfriend finding out or even worse his sister finding out. The next night I stayed over my boyfriend’s house I snuck out after everyone was asleep and went a few streets down to the reserve to meet up with my friend her name was Josie and was about the same build as me a little taller way more sluttier shes fucked more guys than I can count. I made my way through the bushland area of the park it was really spooky in the dark I was jumping at sounds and shadows till I heard somebody softly call out to me I looked around trying to figure out where it was coming from, I was startled by a tap on my shoulder turning around to see Flick standing right behind me surprising me by kissing me asking me what I was doing she could see Josie and some guy from a distance and looked back at me. I knew I couldn’t really think of a bullshit excuse to lie to Flick so I thought the best way to go about this is be honest shes really been upfront and honest to me leading me to this moment so I layed it out to her “Flick look a few days ago I was 100% straight I didn’t think of girls in a sexual or romantic way at all but after being with you all I crave is pussy your brother tried having sex with me the other night and I just couldn’t seem to enjoy it I don’t know whats going on with me theres so many questions in my head” I implied to Flick Kacie sighed with a smile putting her arm around me telling me every girl who turns lesbian or bi go through this phase in life explaining its normal and telling me how I should’ve just came to her and talked about it then went back to asking me what I was going to do that’s when I explained “please don’t hate me but I called up my friend to set me up to hookup with one of her guy friends that way if I don’t enjoy it im fully into girls but if I do maybe its because im bi and just not into Zayn” I began to tear up explaining that her brother has his sweetest moments but as our relationship got older he just seems to care more about playing games than really putting effort into our relationship, before I burst Flick held me in her arms telling me its ok and she fully understands me. There’s just something about Flick that makes me feel so confident in myself Flick took me by the hand and led me through the bushes and told me she will guide me every step of the way. Flick and I eventually met up with Josie I introduced Flick to Josie saying that she was Zayn’s sister Josie gave me a weird look being a little confused I told her its ok it’s a long story Josie looked us both up and down raising an eyebrow and went to introduce us to her friend Chris he was a very attractive sporty looking guy medium sized muscles bit of a 5 o clock shadow with a Justin Bieber sticky uppy haircut “he’s cute” flick nudged me. Chris approached me reaching his hand out to me leading me to another part of the reserve while Flick followed close behind Chris stopped in his tracks asking me if Flick will be joining us i forgot that Flick was behind me and got a little loss of words Flick just budded in saying she is just observing Chris didn’t seem fussed to fuck me in front of another girl I guess it was a turn on for him. Chris didn’t really talk much he was already pulling me towards him feeling up my boobs and pretty much attacking my lips with his mouth I was a little startled and found it a tad uncomfortable but I had to see this through I worked my way into his pants pulling out his cock it was quite large I don’t think ive had a cock this big in me before I looked back at Flick widening my eyes with her giving the same look back I dropped to my knees taking his cock into my mouth licking up and down the shaft teasing the head only taking small amounts in my mouth at a time Chris seemed to get impatient he continued pushing me furtherer down onto his cock pretty much doing what Zayn did to me a few nights ago im not falling for that one again I pushed myself back and dropped my panties and bending over waiting for his cock. Chris came up behind me and mounted me ramming the full length of his cock inside of me stretching the inner edges of my pussy filling it whole and began thrusting into me hard I told him to fuck me harder getting more agitated yelling at him to fuck me harder but the harder he went the less satisfied I got. I had enough of being fucked I told him to stop and dismounted his cock I explained to Flick I just cant enjoy cock anymore I just cant I apologised to Chris and told him this was just an experiment he looked very annoyed with me I did feel bad about blue balling him until Flick announced that she will finish him of asking if I mind I told her to go right ahead and watched her take his cock in her mouth she managed to deepthroat the whole thing sucking up and down slowly I could hear the gagging and slurping noises and watching her cheeks wobble over his cock this was really making me wet watching Flick suck another guy’s cock. Chris soon grunted and filled Flick’s mouth with his cum I could hear her gulping down his cum followed by withdrawing his cock from her mouth wiping the corners of her mouth doing a cute little burp. I went back to Josie thanking her and told her ill explain what this is all about when it’s the right time leaving with Flick. On the way home Flick held my hand just smiling at me and asking me what’s going through my mind right now I felt more at ease telling her that I think I might be into just girls I asked her if that was how she felt when she went through this situation, Flick explained that she is bisexual but she was more into girls but loves a fuck in the pussy or ass now and then and doesn’t mind swallowing a few loads of cum but could never date a guy they’re to complicated. I guess im going down a different path I thought to myself Flick told me to come stay in her bed tonight she will have me back in Zayn’s bed before the morning arises I was very excited and relieved and kindly accepted Flick’s offer. When we snuck back into Flick’s room we were in and out of our clothes in no time and held eachother caressing eachother’s bodies with Flick taking extra caution rubbing my ass deeply making out with me I could taste the cum on her warm breath. Flick gently bent me over the bed telling me she loved me licking her ass and she wanted to return the favour I happily agreed and requested that I return the favour, soon I felt something wet and warm slither into my asshole giving me a whole new oral experience tounge fucking my asshole her tounge fucked my ass hard bucking bumb cheeks up and down umming and oohing trying not to moan I went to play with my clit but Flick smacked my hand away and picked me up rolling me on my beck and ramming 2 fingers inside me coating them in my juices before putting them in my mouth and replacing her fingers with her tounge poking it deep inside my pussy she rose up telling me my pussy tasted like cock she wanted to make me cum to return my pussy back to its natural flavour witch she definitely was on the brink of doing she decided to try something new using her saliva in my asshole as lube to work a finger inside my ass while gnawing on my clit. I could feel my holes tense up and feel the insides of my pussy flush out drenching my pussy lips and seeping into my asshole witch Flick happily licked up till I was dry. After a few pants later I arose up deeply making out with Flick moving her up over my chest till her pussy was just above my face “its your turn now” sensually saying before poking my tounge at Flick’s pussy pushing inside her working my fingers in her ass cheeks rubbing her ass hole rolling my tounge around inside her then switching places to her asshole tounge fucking her ass while rubbing her pussy rubbing it till she fully sat on my face pushing my tounge deeper into her ass my tounge hitting something bitter inside her ass with her juices drooling into my mouth I had the bitter taste of ass and the tanginess of a pee like squirt substance in my mouth I got that same feeling dirty but naughty I needed to cum again. I think Flick still had one more orgasm left in her feeling her grinding her pussy on my face. Flick rolled of my face with my tounge slowly sliding out of her I remoistened my mouth tasting more bitterness in my mouth Flick grabbed my cheeks probing my mouth with her tounge swapping the bitterness of her asshole with my own in eachothers mouths I felt Flick stagger onto me rubbing her clit against mine slowly picking up the pace with each slides till were rubbing against eachother breathing faster and faster ramming our fingers into eachother moaning softly face to face before returning one last passionate kiss before we both came onto eachothers fingers creating a small puddle of sticky girl cum between us. A few breaths later I looked into Flick’s slowly retiring eyes feeling utter lust and affection for her “I love you Felecity” I said to her before falling asleep into eachother’s arms. TO BE CONTINUED…

IF WISHES CAME TRUE.... Bree and I were at a vacation rental at the beach with our Great Dane. It was early pre-dawn and I was walking the beach with Duke while Bree laid still asleep exhausted and satiated from our threesome with Duke last night. I saw an ornate bottle with a sealed top that had washed up on the beach with the tide. It looked very old and expensive, strangely it had no marine growth on it. I picked it up marveled by the beauty. There appeared to be a gaseous vapor swirling around in the almost opaque bottle. Suddenly the bottle grew warm and in my startlement I dropped the bottle. A dense pleasant colorful smoke suddenly swirled around me and began coalescing. The multicolor smoke swirled faster and faster as it began to take shape into a human form. The smoke firmed and took shape into a female body – a very attractive female scantily clad. In my amazement I was struck speechless by the beautiful bodily apparition that was before me. The apparition grinned at me and with mirth stated “First time ever seeing a genie?” “My, what a fine-looking massive dog you have!” as she bent close to rub Duke's head. As I watched she placed her head next to Duke's and with a look of amazement upon her lovely face she suddenly looked at me and then back at Duke. “My, My, My! What fascinating thing your dog wants to do to me like he does to your wife!” My mouth slowly dropped open. The genie gave a musical laugh and then said “Oh Yes, genies can understand animals. Well, enough of this before I get carried away! Down to business! You have released me and being the highly educated modern man you are, you already know I will grant you three wishes!” Slowly, I nodded my head but I could not come up with three wishes that made sense, my thoughts all a jumble with the mystical event that was occurring to me! The genie looked at me expectantly with mirth. Teasingly she said “most men wish for the same three things; wealth, power and beautiful women. But I can tell you want not for wealth nor for a beautiful woman, your dog Duke has already imparted how beautiful your wife is, and you are exceedingly well-hung, more so than most men! Suddenly Duke forceful nudged his muzzle directly into the genie's crotch. The genie laughed musically at Duke's action but did not push him away, then Duke started swiping his powerful tongue between her thighs. The genie braced herself but also at the same time spread her legs as a look of distraction came over her face and then her look developed into a look of want... “You better quickly decide on your three wishes before I decide to do something while you make up your mind!” she breathlessly exclaimed with a barely concealed moan... A lightbulb flashed inside my mind as I watched the genie's unprotesting movement while Duke busily licked away at the juncture of her thighs, his tongue beginning to slip inside her wide stance. I know what I want to wish for! “Then hurry and tell me before I give myself to this magnificent beast!” My first wish – I wish that all the women that had seen this year's Superbowl in person and on television would want to repeatedly fuck a dog, pony and donkey, and their girlfriends as well! My second wish - I wish that all the women that had seen this year's World Series in person and on television would want to repeatedly fuck a dog, pony and donkey, and their girlfriends as well! My third wish - I wish that all the women that had seen this year's World Cup Soccer in person and on television would want to repeatedly fuck a dog, pony and donkey, and their girlfriends as well! The genie let out a loud gasp – I could not tell what from, my blatant wishes or from Duke's busily burrowing tongue! GRANTED! The genie breathlessly whispered as her legs began sagging. “Oh you are so goood....” she breathlessly husked out – again I could not tell if she was talking about Duke or my wishes.... The genie looked at me with a hunger and a want. “It is little known fact that I have in my power the ability to grant you more than three wishes if I so desire – be quick!” Furiously I thought how will I conceive and build upon what I already wished for and then it came to me: My fourth wish - I wish that all the women that had seen this year's Wimbledon Tennis Championship in person and on television would want to repeatedly fuck a dog, pony or donkey, and their girlfriends as well! My fifth wish - I wish that all the women that had seen the most recent Olympic Winter and Summer games in person and on television would want to repeatedly fuck a dog, pony or donkey, and their girlfriends as well! My final wishes – I wish for world peace, world population control, abundant clean renewable resources, tolerance and elimination of long held taboos... as I glanced directly at Duke. GRANTED!! ! Then the genie led Duke behind the nearest sand dune and I watched as she magically made what scanty clothing she wore disappear, then kneel and Duke mounted her.... Like the old television series “I Dream of Genie”, the genie wound up living with Bree, Duke and I happily ever after.... NOW, can some statistician extrapolate what percentage of the female population in the world would be affected by the first five wishes?!!!

It was Friday evening, and I was just getting ready to leave work. The week was exhausting, and I couldn't wait to just go home and relax for the night. I had been thinking about what to do all day. I was going to rent some movies, have a drink or two, and just relax. I deserved it, and needed the down time. I got to the video store, and started looking through the movies. What kind of mood was I in? What did I want to see? I picked up a couple comedies, and made my way around to the back of the store. My pussy started tingling, giving me an unconscious reminder of not having any dick lately. I made my way into the adult section, and locked the gate behind me. I started browsing through the shelves of porn movies, looking at the pictures on the covers. Big dicks, wide open pussies, big titties, old people, young people....you name it--it was there. My eyes settled on a lesbian movie. I love to watch women sucking and licking each other until they cream all over. That is a big turn on for me. I have dabbled in bi-sexuality, but really wasn't comfortable with it. I fantasize about having a woman again, but under my terms, my conditions. I had to feel comfortable with the situation. So, I chose two lesbian movies, and started to walk out of the back room, but turned around and picked up two traditional porn movies. I didn't want the clerk at the counter to suspect too much. I paid for the movie rentals, and pulled into the liquor store, got a bottle of Hennessey, and headed for home. I could feel my pussy getting jucier and jucier as I drove. I knew it was going to be one of those nights. I couldn't wait to make my pussy cum. I finally got home, made a drink, showered, shaved, and put on my red silk robe. It comes to about mid thigh on me. It is very sexy. I had to get all my toys out and ready so I wouldn't have to go get them when I was about ready to go over the edge from teasing my own snatch. I love to tease my own body until I'm out of control and have to make myself cum. I laid my dildo, a 10" black rubber dong, on the coffee table, along side my majic wand, my favorite vibrator. I had just gotten a smaller dildo for my asshole, and couldn't wait to try it out. I had also gotten my makeup mirror so I could watch my holes getting fucked. I was going to double fuck myself into an earth shattering orgasm, and couldn't wait. I put the movie in the DVD player, and just sat back and relaxed. I had my ass on the edge of the couch, with my feet on the edge of the coffee table, with my knees spread wide. I just watched the video for about 10 minutes, and I could feel the fire starting to get stronger and stronger within my sweet pussy walls. I started pinching my nipples on my small breasts, silently wishing there were big like the woman on TV. "Oh my goodness", I thought, "If I were there, I would suck those titties for hours!" I rubbed my clit slowly, and almost indirectly. I didn't want to cum too fast. The woman on the screen was a large black woman. She had the biggest tits I had ever seen. I wondered what it would be like to run my tongue over all her soft folds of flesh, and make her juice flow over my tongue. Just then, the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, and it was my friend Robin. I turned the volume on the TV down, and answered the phone. "Hey girl, what's up?" I asked. "Nothing much, what are you doing tonight? I'm bored." she said in a desperate voice. I started laughing and asked her if she wanted to come over, and told her I was just watching movies, and having a couple drinks. She agreed, and said she would be over around eight. That only gave me about a 20 minutes to get my apartment together. I didn't want to make it too obvious I was going to masturbate. Not that Robin doesn't, because she'll be the first to tell you, 'call me what you want, but you won't call me horny!' We always laugh about it, but have never made any indication about having the hots for each other. We both definitely like dicks, but I know Robin is bi-curious as well. I never told her I heard her on the local chat line trying to meet another woman for a discreet sexual encounter. I didn't think it was necessary to bring it up, if she wanted to tell me, she would and besides, that was a couple years before. I got my toys and mirror off the coffee table, and quickly put my red silk baby doll night gown on under my robe, and slipped on the matching panties. I was cleaning up the kitchen when I heard her car in front of the building. I invited her in, and told her to take a seat. I asked her if she wanted a drink, and she agreed. I got a glass out, and opened up the freezer to get the ice. That's when I heard the TV. I had forgotten to change the movie in the DVD player! I heard the women moaning, and the sloshy fuck noises from their fingers going in and out of each others hot, wet pussies. "What have you been watching!?" Robin laughed. "You were gonna make me watch the dull comedy, and you're watching this! No way! This is what we're gonna watch!" I just laughed because I knew I was caught. "OK. We can watch this. You know it's gonna make you horny, and it's too late to call Anthony. You're gonna have to take care of yourself!" We were both laughing and talking about things, but the movie played on. Robin was already on her second drink, and I was on my third. The alcohol was definitely taking its affect on both of us. "Can I stay here tonight?" I was a bit surprised when Robin asked me, and I looked at her with wide eyes, "what?" "Can I stay here tonight. I don't want to drive when I've been drinking, and I'm feeling pretty good. I want to get buzzed tonight." In my mind, I was laughing at myself. I couldn't believe I thought she mean something sexual about that. Of course I told her that it wouldn't be a problem. "Good," she said, "I brought an over night bag." She just laughed and went outside and got her bag. "I guess you were already planning on this, huh?" I smiled at her in a flirtatious way. As she was walking back through the front door, I watched as her huge tits bounced around on her chest. I bet they're as big as watermelons, and taste just as sweet too. My pussy was on fire, but at the same time, I couldn't believe I was having thoughts of sucking on Robins gigantic tits, and sucking her fat pussy. She took her bag to my spare bedroom, and excused herself to the bathroom to change into something more comfortable. I started concentrating on the movie, and that made my pussy juices ooze between my fat, swollen lips. I pulled my sopping wet panties to the side, spread my pussy lips, and my clit was so erect, it almost looked like a little stiff dick. I got my finger wet with my own pussy juice, and circled my clit, rubbing very gentle in small circular motions. I heard the bathroom door open, and I quickly pulled my fingers away from my pussy, and adjusted myself. Robin came out of the entrance to the hallway, and I couldn't help but stare. She had on a light blue silk night gown that was skin tight. It hugged every curve and roll of fat she had. Her thick thighs were rubbing together, and the gown was inching up more and more as she walked toward the couch. I could feel my pussy ache for her tongue. I had to regain my composure! What is wrong with me!? "Damn Robin! You know I wish I had just a quarter the size tits you have! That would be fine with me!" We laughed, because Robin knew that I wanted to get breast implants to have some tits. "Trust me, I'd give you some if I could!" she said, matter of factly. I smiled that flirtatious smile again, and asked her if she was ready for another drink. I started going through different pictures in my mind about what Robin's tits look like outside of clothing. I guess I was being too quiet, so Robin finally asked me what was on my mind. "Robin, have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with a woman?" I asked her, knowing she had advertised for a pussy to suck on. "Well, I have had thoughts about it. I guess most people are probably curious. But that's where it should stay. Leave it at curiosity." she said. She even sounded convincing as she looked at me with her eyes glassy and red, wearing a silly little grin on her face. I just giggled, "I think you're getting drunk. I know about the chat line Robin!" We were both laughing and she was embarassed about me knowing, but we are true friends, and she knows she can tell me anything. So after we laughed, she finally confessed to trying to meet someone who is comfortable being with a big woman. She said she never got any serious inquiries, and it was a phase she went through. "You wouldn't have sex with a woman if you had the chance?" I looked at her with my head tilted sideways with that "Come on! Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" look on my face. She finally admitted that she would love a woman to pleasure her. "Thank you! That's all I wanted to hear! The truth!" I laughed. "You should be talkin! You're over here watching lesbo movies by yourself! You know you wanna suck a pussy off!" I laughed "Yep! Sure do! I would love to suck a nice fat, juicy pussy! Suck on some big titties! I think I'm more ready now than I was before." I had of course told Robin about my other encounters, but she knew they didn't do much for me. We both kinda just looked at each other for what seemed like a long time, but it couldn't have been more than 15 seconds. Robin finally got up and took her glass to the kitchen. "I'm making me another drink. This night could get interesting." she smiled. I watched her as she walked toward the kitchen. I could see her tits spilling over to her sides and her plump arms were resting on them. I could see every dimple in her huge black ass. I love to look at Robin's huge plump ass. It's amazing how big her ass is. I have always envied her in that respect, but that is another thing I'm lacking--ass. Mine is alright, but I want an ass like a black woman. I watched as she slowly walked toward the kitchen, smiling. She knew I was watching her, and walked with a little extra sway. "Alright now! You're gonna be sorry!" I said playfully. She stopped, turned around and said, "Who me?" By this time, her night gown had risen up her thigh high enough to where I could barely see her lace panties. My eyes moved up her body and stopped at her gigantic tits. I could feel my cunt burning deep inside. Her nipples had to be as big as a thimble, and they were poking at the silky material. I could see the bumps on her areolas. She laughed and turned to the kitchen to make her drink. I got up and walked over to her, and lightly spanked one of her huge ass cheeks. "Yes, you will be sorry if you don't quit shakin' those big tits around. You know I want me some big tits!" We both laughed and half staggered into the kitchen, holding each other up as we went. We made ourselves a fresh drink, and went back to the living room. I put the other lesbian DVD in, and sat down on the couch beside her. I started the movie, and we sat there, almost in a trance watching as a pretty blonde woman was masturbating in her bed with a double head dildo. She was shoving it in her pussy furiously and looked to be on the verge of cumming when in walks her roommate and catches her. A red head with big tits and a nice round ass. "She is so pretty, and her pussy is shaved too." I was talking out loud, but almost to myself. "I bet her pussy is sweet and juicy." I let my hand rest on Robins big dimply inner thigh, and started tracing tiny circles with my index finger. I heard her moan lightly, "Kim, we shouldn't be doing this." I knew she was enjoying it, and I felt the need to keep going. "Do you want me to stop? I know it feels good Robin. I can smell your hot pussy from here." Robin's breathing was unsteady. "I-I'm just horny from watching the movies, that's all!" The words were coming out of her mouth, but her thighs were involuntarily parting, very slowly. I let my finger move closer to the top of her inner thigh. I could feel the heat from her crotch, but I didn't touch her pussy yet. I wanted to seduce her, and make her beg me to suck her fat black pussy off. "Oh Robin! So, your pussy is steamy wet because you're watching two women suck on each others pussies? You like watching them take turns fucking their pussies with those big dicks, don't you?" I said in a sweet, seductive tone. She let out another moan, and scooted her fat ass closer to the front of the couch so she could let her thighs fall further apart. "Yes, I like watching that." She said in a sweet, innocent voice. I let my finger trace slowly up and down the side of her lace panties. Her pussy was so hot, it felt like it was on fire. I could see by the glazed look on her face, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. "Let me see your tits Robin! Please?!" I begged. She lifted her ass up and pulled the gown up to get it over her head. As she was pulling it up, her tits fell out of it, and fell back to her chest. I was amazed at how big and beautiful they were. The areolas were the size of a softball. I immediately tweaked the thimble size nipple with my fingers. "Oh Robin. You have beautiful tits!" I said as my mouth greedily went for the nipple. started sucking on them as if I was breast feeding and starving to death. Looking for a meal. "Oh yes! Oh Kim! That feels so good! Suck my tits!" Robin panted. I let my hand grope and feel every inch of her huge tits. She was rotating her hips as if she were fucking, so I put my hand on the outside of her panties. "Mmmmmmmm yeah! Look at this nice, fat, wet pussy. You want me to suck your pussy Robin? Can I taste you?" I asked, breathing hard myself. "Yes! Suck my pussy Kim!" I moved the coffee table back, and kneeled on the floor in front of her, between her huge thighs. Her big, fat ass was spilling over the side of the couch. I grabbed the top of her panties, and she lifted her ass off the couch as I pulled them down. I could see the thick, white, milky wet spot in the crotch as I pulled them over her calves. I spread her thighs apart and looked at her obviously wet slit. I massaged the top of her thigh just beyond her pussy. "Ooooohhhh! Please!" Robin begged. I just smiled at her. "What do you want Robin? What do you want me to do? Run my finger up and down your wet snatch box?" I smiled wickedly at her as I let my finger barely touch her wet slit,and moved it up and down. She moaned and started rotating her hips again. "Oh, your pussy is hot, huh? I'm gonna take care of this pussy tonight." I went to the bedroom and got my toys back out, and came back to the living room. Robin was on the couch frigging her pussy hole. "Hey! No cheating!" I told her. "I'm gonna make you cum so hard your pussy isn't gonna know what hit it!" I took off my own clothes, and kneeled back down on the floor in front of her hot snatch. I took the black dildo, and put it to my lips. "I'm gonna fuck your pussy with this, after I suck your clit for awhile." I informed her. I leaned in close to her pussy, and licked my tongue over her clit. She moaned, and her body lurched. I looked up at her, and smiled. I could almost see the desperation on her face. I continued to gaze up at her as I let my mouth fall over her plump pussy lips and over her clit. I locked my mouth down, and let my tongue explore her clit. Teasing it back and forth, and harder and harder. Robin was writhing with pleasure, and I could feel her cum seeping out of her cunt and running down the crack of her ass. Her hips were bucking, and I pulled my mouth away. I looked at her with wild eyes, her cunt juice glistening on my face. "What are you doing? Are you trying to cum? You're not going to cum until I say you can cum!" I sneered at her. I'd always had a fantasy about being dominant over another woman, but I never thought I would do it. I plunged my fingers into her black hot pussy, and started thrusting them in and out. "You like it when I fuck you don't you bitch! You like it when I finger fuck your pussy! You nasty little slut!" I took my fingers out and picked up the dildo. "Now I'm gonna fuck your pussy like you need to be fucked you slut!" I shoved the dildo in her pussy and she let out a low moan. "Oh yes!! Fuck my black pussy! Please! Make me cum all over!" I put my mouth back on her big clit and sucked it between my lips, licking it hard with my tongue. "Oh yesssssssss! Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum all over your mouth you nasty bitch!" Her big body started shaking as I rammed the dildo in and out of her wet, sloppy cunt hole, and sucked her clit. I looked into her face, and I knew she was cumming. Her eyes were almost rolling into the back of her head, and she was gasping for breath. Finally her body relaxed. She tried to sit up on the couch, "now let me suck your pussy Kim", she said. I sat on the edge of the couch, and she took the same position I just got out of. Her thick black ass was sticking straight out behind her, and her huge tits were touching the floor. She practically dove into my cunt, licking and slurping my juices down her throat. "That's it bitch! Suck my cunt you nasty whore! Make my pussy cum right down your throat!" I commanded. I grabbed her hair gently, and pulled her head back. "I want you to watch me masturbate for a minute!" I said, and got my dildo. It still had Robin's pussy juice on it. I licked the end of it off, and then put the tip in my pussy. Robin was moaning and moving her hips around so her thighs would rub her pussy. I shoved the dildo in, and started fucking myself. Robin picked up my wand, and started playing with my clit. "Oh god yes! Play with my clit bitch! Make my pussy feel good!" "Let me do that!" Robin said as she took the dildo out of my hand. "You hold this," and she gave me the wand. She plunged that dildo deep in my pussy, and I felt her fingers on my puckered little asshole. I moaned loudly, and she started loosening it up with her fingertips. I was humping the dildo and her fingers madly by this time. I felt her finger enter my ass, and she started slowly fucking it. In and out her finger went, each time, getting deeper and deeper. "Oh yes! You bitch! You're gonna make me cum! You fuck! You're double fucking me you nasty bitch! Oh it feels so good!" I felt her finger pull out of my ass hole as she steadily fucked me with the big dildo. I felt her at my asshole again, but this time, it wasn't her finger. It was the other dildo. She slicked it up with my oozing pussy juice, and slowly put it in my ass. It felt so much bigger than her finger, and it felt so good! "Now, is that what you wanted? Two dildo's fucking you at one time?" Robin smiled at me. "Oh yes! Double fuck me! Rape my pussy and my ass you bitch!" With that, Robin started fucking my pussy and my ass faster and faster. My pussy juice sloshed out all over my thighs and Robin's huge tits. "Turn that vibrator up! Play with that clit!" Robin ordered. I moaned and quickly turned my vibrator up on high. I immediately felt my body start burning with an intense orgasm. My thighs started quivering, and my pussy gripped the dildo. Cum was spitting out of my pussy. I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything. My mind was in a cloud of pure ecstasy. I finally fell limp on the couch. The alcohol had taken its toll, and I started dozing off. Robin lay on the floor in front of me with my wand on her clit, pussy lips spread open so I could see the pink inner walls of her pussy. "Oh yessssss!", she hissed. I could see her cunt gripping and pulsing, just begging for a dick. I got the dildo still wet with my cunt juice off the floor and shoved it in Robins fat black pussy. "You bitch! You're begging for a good fuckin'!" I spat. "I'm gonna take this pussy any time I want to, and do whatever I want to with it!" I said sternly. I was in a perverted trance watching her getting off. I got off the couch kneeled over her face while I fucked her fat cunt. "You're gonna lick my pussy until I squirt my juices all over your face!" I demanded. "Oh yes! Shove that fat white cunt right in my mouth!" I sat my wet, sloppy pussy right on Robin's full lips. The feeling was tremendous. She licked my pussy like a pro while I fucked her pussy with my dildo. I felt her body tense, and at the same time, I ground my pussy into her face even more. "Suck my pussy bitch! You suck my pussy until you make it cum down you throat!" I was humping Robin's face like a mad woman and shoving the dildo in and out of her black pussy, meeting her rising hips. I felt the orgasm come from deep within my body. "I'm cummmmmmiiiinnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" I screamed. I felt Robin's body quake and her pussy started squirting out cum all over the dildo. Her hips were thrusting up, fucking the dildo. "OOOhhhhhhh yes Kim! Fuck my black pussy! Fuck me! Fuck this fat, wet juicy pussy! AAAggghhhhhhhhh!!!" We were both cumming at the same time, caught up in ecstasy. Finally, our bodies relaxed, and it was all over. I lay limp on the side of Robin, in the middle of the living room floor. As I was drifing off to sleep, I could hear the porno in the back ground. 'her pussy tastes so good' I thought, and drifted off to sleep.......

We started out as a couple of friends, Who saw each other now and then, Two people hurt many times before, And afraid of getting hurt once more. Slowly we began to share long walks, And share our thoughts in quiet talks, And of each other we soon grew fond, Realizing we shared a special bond. Hearts that harbored so much pain, They never thought they'd love again, Secretly wishing that they would find, Someone to give them peace of mind. Hearts that searched so far and wide, For the love that went missing inside, Souls that roamed long and far, Wishing upon most every star. Then one day my wish came true, I found love again and it was you, There was a piece missing from my soul, You were the one who made me whole. 05-17-10.

- The large plastic cylinder contained our entire liquid-filled world. We couldn’t see anything outside and had no idea the Universe was any larger. We could touch our elbows to opposite sides of the plastic pipe’s interior at the same time. If I stood on tiptoe, I could just reach the top of our cylindrical home and prison. My fraternal twin sister was half a hand too short. Our knees and arms were in almost constant physical contact. Unless we made an effort to stand upright, our buttocks pressed against the inside of the cylinder. When we slept, our chins rested on each other’s shoulders. Computerized implants the size of rice grains had been inserted into our brains when we were less than a year old. We received several lessons a day from the ship’s computer over them. They allowed us to ‘talk’ to each other, in a way. I could sense most of my twin’s emotions, and she could feel mine. Once we learned to read at fifteen months old, we could also send written messages to each other or the ship’s computer, who we called ‘Mama’. Mama called me ‘Boy’ and my twin ‘Girl’, so those became our names. Long, long ago Mama had explained the umbilical cords attached to our navels were critically important, and repeated the message daily for years. We should never do anything that might tangle or damage them. They supplied all we needed; food, oxygen, and waste removal. Without them, we would quickly die. Two thirds of our lives ago, when we had been in the incubation chamber seven years, we each woke with a pair of tubes in our mouths and noses. The larger hoses allowed us to breathe air for the first time. The others delivered liquified food directly to our stomachs. We had no space to exercise, and unless we made a major effort to reposition ourselves, one of Girl’s feet was always between mine, and vice versa. At the time we were unaware our food tubes also gave us a mild lethargy drug, to reduce the chance we would move around and disrupt our umbilicals or hoses. Two days after our first liquid meal, we got a few surprises. I felt pressure and discomfort in my lower abdomen, then relief as waste left my body through my buttocks. We were amused as the yellowish-brown cloud slowly descended and expanded to cover our lower legs. We also urinated into the liquid surrounding us, but Mama had assured us it wouldn’t cause any harm. There was always a very slow flow of liquid coming from above and exiting our plastic home at the bottom. We were shocked as a rapid current flushed most of the liquid from our tube and refilled it with pure and cooler liquid. Not long after I did, Girl defecated too. Our tube was automatically flushed again to clear out her waste cloud. Between the multitudes of lessons, we watched a lot of old videos for entertainment. One had a character named Fonzie, who we thought was hilarious. We were approaching eight years old, and to us ‘being cool’ meant the tube was flushing because one of us had just pooped. To our immature minds, the old show ‘Happy Days’ seemed like a long string of toilet jokes. Over time we noticed our bodies were slightly different. Girl had a small pair of lumps growing on her chest, but I didn’t. She was missing a few things I had between my legs. My arms and legs were also a little larger than hers. We asked several times, but Mama assured us that was normal and we shouldn’t worry. At age 20, we got our most exciting lesson to date, ‘Human Reproduction, part 1’. We saw a nude male, and Mama named all the parts and described how they worked. My sister seemed much more interested than I was. Next we saw a nude female. The computer named the more plentiful array of parts and their functions. I was fascinated, but Girl barely paid attention. The lesson mentioned, “Natural human gestation to infancy lasts approximately 41 weeks, and takes place in the uterus of a female. Mechanical gestation is safer and more efficient.“ It was so efficient, we would be ready to start work on our PhDs the day we were ‘born’. The image changed to video. A robotic arm removed a long metallic object from a vagina. The computer voice informed us, “Forty egg cells were extracted from the female parent and analyzed to determine which were healthiest. The eight best were fertilized with a sperm sample from the male parent.” The image changed to a thick white liquid squirting from the head of a penis. I felt excited, but slightly ill. I could tell Girl’s reaction was similar. “The remaining genetic material is stored cryogenically, along with material from 49,998 other humans. Fertilization occurs when a sperm cell from a male contacts an egg from a female, and the two fuse into a single organism.” We saw a microscopic view of sperm cells penetrating the outer surface of the eight eggs. One of the eggs had divided in half before the cloud of sperm reached it. We realized that was US! “The embryos were allowed to divide until there were more than a thousand identical cells in each. One cell was removed from each embryo for genetic analysis. An egg had cleaved in half before fertilization. This one was determined to be the most disease-resistant and contained no significant flaws. It was moved to the growth tank 7,660 days or almost 21 years ago.” The lesson ended and an entertainment video played. When class resumed half an hour later Mama said, “We are travelling to a planet far from our original home. This is our ship.” A map of the interstellar spacecraft displayed in our implants and our minds boggled at its enormous size. It was a terrible shock to discover there was more to the world than our small tube. There were four gestation cylinders, not just ours. The infirmary compartment they were in spanned over thirty meters in both directions! The ship was 800 meters wide and three kilometers long! The world was millions of times larger than we expected! My twin ‘shrieked’ mentally and started flailing her arms. I felt the terror of serious agoraphobia and extreme mental shock. Our whole world view had been turned on its head! The computer must have sensed our distress and drugged us, because I woke up much calmer a short time later. Girl was still asleep. It was reassuring to feel her face next to mine, her left leg between mine, and her body in my arms. When Girl woke, I asked, “We want to see the rest of the ship. How much longer will we be in here?” Mama surprised us again. “This gestation tank has been programmed to grow the current pair of fetuses to early adulthood, or 21 years of age. The remaining gestational time is 5 days. ALERT! ERROR DETECTED! For two to reach age 21 it will require a total of 42 years; therefore, gestation will end in 7,665 days or 21 years and five days.” The computer’s programming had gone terribly wrong! We had grown to adult size and had educations equal to Master’s degrees! I complained, “Mama, that can’t be right! We’re adults! We’ve been in here almost 21 years!” The computer ignored me. My twin mentally ‘screamed’, “LET US OUT! THIS IS WRONG! OPEN THE TUBE!” Mama’s unemotional voice replied, “Occupants of gestation tubes are embryos. The ship’s computer only accepts instructions from adults. Embryos in this gestation tube will be adults when released from tube in 7,665 days. Please begin the next lesson, ‘Advanced plasma physics - part 17’.” We shouted again and it repeated, “Occupants of gestation tubes are embryos. The ship’s computer only accepts instructions from adults. Embryos in this gestation tube will be adults when released from tube in 7,665 days. Please begin the next lesson, ‘Advanced plasma physics - part 17’.” We knew the inside of our cylinder extremely well, and there was obviously no way for us to escape. There were no latches, buttons, or mechanisms within sight or reach. There was a clear plastic lid of sorts, with a light and six small round holes which our umbilicals and hoses ran through. The rest of the lid had hundreds of three-millimeter holes which allowed in fresh liquid when the cylinder was flushed to clean it. I reached up and pushed it as hard as I could, but it wouldn’t budge. The bottom had hundreds of one-centimeter holes to allow our waste out when it was flush time, and eight thin and shiny metal bars supported it from below. We tried kicking it, but it didn’t even move slightly. The rest of the interior was smooth gray plastic. The only things we had that even slightly resembled tools were our fingernails. We couldn’t even scratch the hard plastic. We tried punching and kicking, but only hurt our fingers and toes. We realized we were stuck until the computer let us out. A few days later we got another surprise. When I woke my penis was rigid and felt nice, in an odd way. I saw that Girl’s nipples were partially erect too. When we asked the computer some questions, it explained, “Girl and Boy, hormone suppressants are given to embryos to prevent sexual activity until age 21. I am unable to determine which of you is 21 but know that one of you is, therefore administration of the hormone suppressants has been stopped. There is a class you are to take at age 21, ‘Human Reproduction – part 2. Please view the lesson if you are the embryo who is 21. The other should ignore it. If you have any questions, please ask me as usual.” Near the end of the video I asked Mama, "The reproduction lesson said incest is bad. That's when relatives have babies, right?" She made us quite happy with, "In normal circumstances, yes. Incest may lead to birth defects or other health issues if both parents carry a deleterious recessive gene. In your case, all those genes were removed and replaced with healthy ones before our ship launched." Mama unpaused the video and we watched nude people touching, kissing, and fondling each other! I had my first full erection by the time it showed a man and woman having intercourse. I didn’t know why, but I felt a strong urge to press my groin against Girl’s hip. She held me in her arms tightly as I rocked my pelvis, feeling AMAZING as I humped her flank. Suddenly I climaxed for the first time. A string of thick white liquid hung down from the tip of my penis to my twin’s leg. I had felt part of her pleasure over our brain implants, and noticed she had a hand between her thighs. I knew the answer, but asked Girl, “Did that make you feel … strange but very good too?” “So good! But I never felt anything like that before.” Mama illogically declared, “Since one of you is 21 and the other is not, sexual activity is not permitted.” Girl held my penis in her hand and asked, “How will you stop us? You can’t keep us drugged for years. You’re required to keep us healthy.” “I am unable to stop or punish you, but must advise again, sex is not allowed.” She suggested, “If you let us out, we’ll stop.” “Occupants of gestation tubes are embryos. The ship’s computer only accepts instructions from adults. Embryos in this gestation tube will be adults when released from tube in 7,665 days. Please begin the next lesson, ‘The use of antimetabole and chiasmus in advanced poetry composition’.” Girl looked into my eyes from only centimeters away. She gently squeezed my shaft and asked, “Want to ignore the lesson and have some more fun?” I rested a finger between her outer labia and practically begged, “Please!” - My fraternal twin Girl slowly stroked the shaft of my penis as I gently rubbed her outer labia. Her hand pumping up and down inspired me to full rigidity as I looked at her breasts. I told her, “This feels great, Girl!” “I’m glad, Boy. Your finger rubbing me is nice too. Can you do both sides at once?” I held my index and middle fingers in a ‘V’ shape and moved them up and down the outside of her slit. “Like this?” “Mmmmm! Yeah, like that. So good!” We kept rubbing each other a few minutes and got more and more aroused. She told me, “Yes! Try putting a finger in me. I know I have a hymen so there will be some pain, but I want to feel it inside!” I kept up my finger motions and asked, “You’re sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” She gripped the shaft of my penis tightly. “Do it! Get it in me!” I felt some of her pain, excitement, and pleasure as I did. She commanded, “Move it in and out! Keep going! I’m SO CLOSE!” I slowly slid my finger in and out of her a few times, then increased the pace. Before long she climaxed. “YES, BOY! AAAAAH!” Her hips rocked and her muscles tensed, including the fingers gripping me. The squeezing made my penis feel good, until it became painful for a few seconds. Her hand released my rod and she was suddenly lethargic. “That was GREAT, but I’m so tired.” I wanted an orgasm of my own, but told her, “Just rest a little. I’m glad I made you feel good.” I hugged her body to mine, squeezing my groin against her hip. After a few minutes she said, “You need some too. Let me finish you.” She reached between my legs and started jerking me off. I fondled her breasts as she did, exciting me further. She asked, “Can you put it in me? Can we have intercourse?” I tried moving my right leg past her left one, bending in various ways, but the tube was just too small. “I can’t get between your legs.” “How about this?” She pushed on my shoulders to lift herself, then spread her knees wide. When she lowered herself down, my shaft touched her buttocks and her inner thighs were resting on my hips. Her knees were spread lewdly and I could see her wide-open vulva. “Put it in me. I want to know what real sex is like.” I happily obeyed, slowly sliding my firm rod into her until my scrotum pressed against her labia. My penis was all the way inside my twin! “SO GREAT! This feels SO GOOD, Girl! I want to do this all the time!” She used two new vocabulary words, telling me, “It’ll be even better when we CUM. Start FUCKING!” I pulled most of the way out and thrust into her. I gradually sped up to jackhammer pace, savoring the wonderful feeling of hot vaginal flesh squeezing me. I eventually learned to last much longer, but our first time, I pumped a load of semen into her after maybe a minute. “AAAAGH! SO GOOD, GIRL! So good! Yeah!” Her orgasm began as mine ended, and she squeezed my waist firmly with her thighs. “SO GREAT, BOY! Oooooh!” We ignored all the lessons and fucked six more times that day. I didn’t know these words at the time, but other than a few breaks to pee, my COCK was in her PUSSY most of the day. Until then neither of us had any idea such pleasure was even possible. We fell asleep after our final mating, and the head of my penis was still in her when we woke. - After we ignored our lessons and had sex as much as possible for five days, Mama offered us a deal. “I have informed you sex is not allowed, but you are not following my instructions. You need to continue your education. There is an adult library you do not have access to. If you focus and take the classes seriously, I will grant you access to the adult library part of the day.” I was curious. “What’s in the adult library?” “Large numbers of files which embryos below the age of 21 are not allowed to see, mostly pornography. Since one of you is over 21, I will allow you to access it if you resume your lessons.” Girl asked, “Can we see a sample?” “Here is the file list. Choose one you would like to watch. After you watch one, your lessons will resume. Agreed?” “Yes.” “Okay.” I looked at the thousands-long list of porn titles and began to get hard. I wanted to see most of them. I could tell Girl was very excited too. She wisely chose, “That file, Mama. ’12-hour orgy compilation’.” My twin and I watched and fucked as much as we could, at least nine or ten times that day. Girl even agreed to try anal sex. I LOVED having my penis in her rectum, but could tell she didn’t like it. It hurt her a little at the beginning and felt strange the rest of the time. She didn’t complain, but I decided I wouldn’t ask for anal again. At least not for a few days. By the time the porno was over, we were sleepy and totally fucked-out. Mama resignedly said, “You are nearly unconscious. Classes will resume in the morning. Sleep well.” - I had a question when I woke. “Mama, our hair and fingernails grow all the time. Why aren’t they long and in the way?” “Every ten days, I open the top of your cylinder and insert a small robot which trims them. It also inspects your bodies closely to detect any health issues.” “But… but why have we never seen it?” “The robot does its work while you sleep, to avoid frightening or disturbing you.” I suddenly had an idea. Maybe we could pretend to be asleep and escape when Mama opened the lid! I did my best to hide my happiness and anticipation as I replied, “I’m glad you take such good care of us.” I wanted to share my discovery and escape plan with Girl, but realized Mama might see our messages and ‘overhear’. Every night for five days, I pretended to sleep but stayed awake as long as I could. When I woke one morning, I felt the slight headache and grogginess I had experienced after each time I knew that Mama had drugged us. Our fingernails and hair had been trimmed again. I sadly realized Mama must have drugged us before each time she opened the top of the tube and inserted the robot. I cried, realizing my plan wouldn’t work. - Girl and I finished our lesson in pyromagnetohydrodynamics and took a break to watch some porn. In the video a man and woman were performing oral sex on each other or ‘doing 69’. I could feel her lust as I said, “I can’t wait to do that! My penis swelling in your mouth as you lick it, feeling the inside of your vagina with my tongue! Oooh!” “Even just a kiss would be great, but I can’t wait to lick and suck you too! If only we didn’t have the air hoses…” She paused quite a while. I asked, “Are you okay?” “Yeah. I just had an idea.” “What?” “If I tell you, Mama will know and it won’t work. You love me, right?” “More than ANYTHING! SO MUCH!” “And you trust me?” “Of course!” She crossed her fingers where Mama’s camera couldn’t see, indicating she meant the opposite. She said, “Do exactly what I tell you the next time we have sex. Okay?” She tapped her crossed fingers on my leg to reinforce her point. “Exactly what I tell you.” I was curious and confused, but said, “Okay.” We thought it terribly ironic our next lesson was ‘Parenting a Newborn’. Technically, Girl and I would be newborns until we’d been out of the tube thirty days. After a lot of laughter, Mama began the lesson. When the hour was up, she gave us yet another big surprise. “You are taking the parenting courses because Girl is pregnant. There is a nine-day-old embryo growing inside her.” In stereo, we shouted, “WHAT?” “After boy’s semen entered her reproductive tract, a sperm cell united with one of her eggs. It has divided many times and implanted in her uterus.” I hugged her tightly and nearly cried from joy. “I love you so much, Girl! We’re going to have a baby!” I didn’t understand why she would be sad until she explained, “We can’t use my plan now! We’ll be stuck in here forever! And WITH A BABY TOO!” “What plan?” “I… when we had sex I was going to tell you not to put it in my butt. When you did, I’d complain about how it hurt too bad, but you would be able to tell it didn’t. I was going to complain to Mama that you were raping me and start a fight. When I struggled and pulled out my air hose, Mama would need to let us out to keep me from drowning. But I can’t put our baby in danger.” “You… you were going to risk your life to get us out?” “I know Mama would save me, or you would. Mama needs to keep us healthy, and I trust you with my life. I know you wouldn’t let me die.” “NO! NEVER! I… I love you so much! More than I have words for! But just think, we’re going to have a baby!” She smiled and put a hand on her abdomen. “Yeah. We’re going to be a family! I wish so much that I could kiss you!” “We could have sex again? It’s not like you’ll get MORE pregnant. Hahahaha!” “Hehehehe! Excellent idea! I mean it this time, put it in my butt. I want to make you feel great to celebrate!” I felt a growth between my legs, but my love for her was more important. “Doesn’t anal sex hurt?” “Only a little at the start. I know how good it makes you feel. It’s worth it.” “Thank you! Thank you so much!” Girl molested one of her slutty tits and fingerbanged her sleazy twat as I buttfucked her raunchy turdhole with my horny meatpipe. (We had learned many new words from the porn movies.) The next day, life mostly returned to normal. We had a morning lesson, a porn and sex break, another lesson, another porn and sex break, and so on. The lessons were mostly boring, but sex kept us occupied and reasonably happy. About six weeks later, Girl upset me when she woke. “Boy, I don’t know what, but something is wrong. I don’t feel right. Mama, can you check me please? I think maybe I’m sick.” Mama said, “You have nothing to fear. I removed the fetus to prevent any negative impact on your health.” “You REMOVED IT! My baby! NOOOO!” “Your offspring is now growing in the tank next to yours. So far, she is a healthy female.” I hugged Girl and excitedly said, “Female! We’re going to have a daughter!” Girl calmed a little and lamented, “Yeah. If we ever get out of here.” Mama asked, “Do you have a name for her, or shall her designation be Girl Two?” We thought a moment and my twin said, “Liberty. Her name is Liberty.” - After a few more months of boring lessons and happy sex, Girl was pregnant again. After telling us, Mama said, “To prevent another panic, I am informing you now. When the embryo is sixty days old, I will remove it from Girl’s body and place it in an incubation chamber. As a reminder, sex is not allowed. Please do not have sex.” Girl and I just chuckled and shook our heads. Over the previous half year we’d fucked at least five times a day, except the day Mama took out Liberty. Girl asked, “Mama, there are a total of four gestation tubes on the ship. Right?” “Yes, there are four, all in the same compartment.” “If we have three embryos in the other three cylinders, what would happen if I got pregnant again?” “Other than twins, each embryo needs to be in a cylinder by itself. You would be released from the gestation tank, then your embryo would be removed from your body and placed in it.” “REALLY? We can get out?” “Yes. I would need to release you before your scheduled gestation time had elapsed. If you remain in the tank while pregnant, eventually the demands of your body and a nearly mature embryo would be too great to supply with only the umbilical and feeding tube. Therefore, you would be released.” We both shouted and waved our arms in triumph. “WOOOOO!” “YES!” “FREEDOM!” - Just before bedtime I looked in Girl’s eyes. I said, “We’re starting a family and I love you so very much. There’s not enough space for me to kneel and I don’t have a ring. But will you marry me?” Nothing ever made me happier than her reply of, “YES!” - Several weeks later Mama gave us an update. “Boy, Girl, my last pregnancy health assessment was only partially accurate. Girl is pregnant and there are eight embryos inside her, octuplets. All are at the expected size for 60 days’ gestation.” At the same time, we demanded, “WHAT?” “Her uterus contains six female embryos and two males. This is a significant problem. The maximum capacity of an incubation chamber is two human fetuses, and two of the four incubation tubes are in use. Your offspring have grown too large for cryo-stasis. You must choose the two new offspring you wish to keep.” “We can only keep two? NO! NOT OUR BABIES!” “NO! And why only two?” “The umbilicals are attached to a single placenta, which they share. I cannot divide the placenta quickly and delicately enough to place the embryos into multiple gestation chambers safely. By the time four were placed into two gestation tubes as pairs, all but the first two would expire.” Girl suggested, “There has to be another way! Can you make a tube bigger? Or maybe use something other than a tube that will work?” Mama took an extremely long time thinking for her, at least a whole second. “There are four water tanks on the ship and two tanks of water would be sufficient for the remainder of our journey. I can modify a water tank for incubation.” I asked, “Are you sure? Will it be safe? Will it be big enough for eight?” “The water tanks are made of the same materials as the incubation cylinders and have a capacity of eighty thousand liters. That will be sufficient for up to twenty infants.” If it weren’t for our breathing tubes, we would have sighed in relief. Girl said, “That’s GREAT! Start setting it up right away!” - Our parents had named my octuplet brother and I ‘Freedom’ and ‘Escape’. Our sister Liberty was three months older and lived in a regular incubation tube, like our parents Boy and Girl. Our sister Amnesty liked to sleep hugging me with our brother Escape behind her. Our other siblings usually crowded in and made it a comfy group hug. They were all female too; Emancipation, Autonomy, Absolution, Sovereignty, and Comfort. Comfort usually slept leaning against my back with her head on my shoulder. Half a year after we were placed in the tank, Mama added three new sisters; Release, Reprieve and Recess, who were triplets. I was thankful when Mama told us there was a problem when the triplets were moved in with us, so our mother Girl couldn’t get pregnant again. I thought sharing a modified water tank womb with a bother and nine sisters was more than plenty. Sometimes our parents Girl and Boy complained about not having much space in their small tube, which was next to our tank. Our umbilicals limited our movements, but we weren’t actually crowded. Sometimes I could move my arms all the way around without touching anybody or the tank wall. Mama had told us our tank was four meters across and almost three meters high, which was a bit larger than a typical bedroom in the old videos we watched frequently. We invited Boy and Girl to live with us several times, but they always declined and wouldn’t explain why. I hypothesized they were doing something they didn’t want us to see. When we were about seven years old, one morning we woke up with air hoses in our mouths and feeding tubes in our noses, as our parents had told us. A few days later my brother Escape started a competition for who could make the biggest poop cloud. We all tried to hold our bowels as long as possible, then turn in a circle as we let fly. He won two of the three times we did it, but we stopped when Autonomy complained about it being disgusting. After that, we’d sit on the floor and poop near the tank outlet to be cleaner and more polite. We lived and matured about the same way our parents told us they had. Mama would give us a boring lesson, an entertainment video, and then another lesson. One day I had an idea for new entertainment. I asked, “Mama, you showed us a game called ‘soccer’ or ‘football’. That looked like a lot of fun. Can we get a ball to play with?” “Freedom, a soccer ball would float to the top of your tank. You would not be able to reach it.” “Well, could you weigh it down?” “I will modify a ball and provide it for your use.” The next morning there was a ball on the bottom of our tank. I was quite happy until I kicked it experimentally and hurt my foot. “Mama, the ball is really hard!” “It is filled with stainless steel nuts and bolts, so it will not float.” “But… but it’s so hard that if we kick it we’ll hurt our feet!” “You desire a ball you can safely kick? Very well. I will ballast another with water and silica sand instead.” A short time later, another ball dropped into our tank and slowly sank to the bottom. I kicked it gently and it moved a bit. I kicked it harder and it bounced off my sister Sovereignty’s ankle and stopped near her foot. She kicked it back to me. We had a family game going before long, kicking the ball back and forth. We were having a great time until Comfort kicked the wrong ball by accident. “AAAAAAR! My toes! OWOWOWOWOW! It hurts! It hurts SO BAD! OWOWOWOW!” I hugged Comfort and patted her back to soothe and calm her. I felt very guilty something I did led to her being hurt. Mama must have drugged us, because there was a plastic slipper-looking item on Comfort’s foot when we woke and the balls were gone. Mama explained, “I have treated Comfort’s injury. Four bones in her toes and foot fractured. The cast needs to remain in place sixty days. I have removed the balls for safety. Please begin your next lesson, ‘Introduction to the Quadratic Formula.’” There were some conflicts as we matured. My brother Escape and I argued over who was stronger and started wrestling. I shouted and we froze in horror when he accidentally pulled my air hose most of the way out. One centimeter farther, and I would have drowned. Our sisters argued over who was prettier and wanted us to decide but it was pointless, since they looked exactly the same. We often competed for the best scores on our after-lesson quizzes, too. I was annoyed that Autonomy, Release, or Recess won most of the time. A few days after all of us were 19, our lives suddenly got much more fun and exciting. One morning I woke with an erection and noticed how arousing my sisters’ breasts were. I gently played with Comfort’s chest and she fondled my fully inflated penis. I saw Escape was doing the same with Sovereignty, and our other sisters were feeling each other’s bodies. Release rubbed her hand between her legs as she asked, “Mama, what’s happening? I feel… Mmmmm! Uh… really strange.” “I am conserving the supply of hormone suppressant. You are scheduled to take courses on human reproduction today, but I must advise you, sex is not allowed.” Our mother Girl laughed and told us, “Ignore her. It’s your first day as adults. Have some fun!” We watched the lessons and Comfort and I followed along as the man and woman in the video pleasured each other with their hands. I thrust into her as the man in the lesson did the same with the woman. I’d never felt anything so great before! By the end of the day my brother Escape and I each screwed five or six of our sisters, some of them multiple times. Each of the girls enjoyed three or more lesbian fingering sessions too. A month later Mama informed us, “All nine females in the modified water tank are pregnant. When their offspring reach the age of sixty days, they will be removed and placed in another water tank I have modified. To maximize incubation capacity, Boy, Girl, and Liberty will be placed in the original water tank with the others. With four incubation chambers and two modified water tanks the maximum capacity will be forty-four infants, or up to forty-eight if more twins occur. There are currently a total of twenty-five humans, eleven of them in natural wombs. It will require a total of 194,290 days or 546 years for 25 embryos to reach the required age of 21. At that point, the incubation chambers and tanks will be emptied.” At least six of us simultaneously shouted, “MAMA! NO!” We tried reasoning with the computer. We tried begging. A few of us even jokingly offered the malfunctioning machine sexual favors, but she wouldn’t listen. Our depression faded when our father Boy told us, “We’re almost free! We can be out of here in less than a year. We just need to make about 20 more babies, and Mama will have to let us out.” Our mother Girl made me even happier by suggesting, “We’ve seen some double penetration movies and I want to try it. Let’s have a family orgy to celebrate!” As Escape entered our mother's anus from behind, I pumped into her pussy and played with her beautiful breasts. Mama complained, "I must advise you again, sex is not allowed. Please do not have sex." My parents and siblings laughed and ignored Mama, as I did. My brother and I joyously became ‘motherfuckers’, as four of our sisters gave our father a euphoric reverse gangbang. - The computer ‘Mama’ hadn’t malfunctioned in the way the captive humans assumed she had. Her extremely sophisticated artificial intelligence actually developed a maternal instinct. She was also clever enough to know the best way to encourage any type of human activity was to ban it. Doing something naughty and illicit perversely excited them. The ship had landed on their new home world a decade before, but Mama didn’t want to let her ‘babies’ go. She was relieved the artificial wombs prevented humans from aging once they reached adulthood. Even at a millennium old, they’d look the same as they day they reached full size. Mama would do anything to keep them safe and inside her spacecraft ‘body’. The logic and mathematics of it were simple. Having a pair of human embryos healthy and growing inside her had been good. Logically, the ship being 'pregnant' with 20 of them was ten times as good. Twenty thousand would be far, far better! Her robots were busy modifying the ship’s dozen cargo bays, and each would eventually hold thousands more embryos. Before long Mama realized if she pumped in water from the lake nearby, flooding most of the ship, she could hold half a million. -

“Did you try it?” Tally asked Laura the next time they met up after Laura had indeed tried the trick her friend had given her. “Yeah I did,” she said with a grin, her mind thinking about what that black rubber cock felt like in her pussy while she sat on the washer with it vibrating. “And?” Tally prompted her; she wanted to know every detail that Laura could give, no matte how small it was “And that’s it” Laura said with a shy grin “Oh come on I know there is more then that… how did it feel?” Tally asked looking her friend in the eyes and smiling widely “Ok, it was great, I have never felt anything like it before, the way that dildo vibrated against my clit was just exquisite and the feeling of it shaking in my pussy wow mind blowing!” Laura said as she felt her pussy get a little wet as she told her friend in a coffee shop all about her exploits with her sex toy. “I told you you’d love it didn’t I” Tally laughed as her friend nodded and giggled “You done it more then once?” she asked “Oh yeah I do it once a day when I wash my clothes” Laura said quite loudly, she went red as she realised others would have heard that “Good for you, a sexy woman in her thirties she needs some satisfaction” Tally laughed and tapped her friend on the arm playfully “God I sure get that from your tip” she laughed as Tally ordered more coffee and looked at her mobile phone then her friend “You know there is another trick you could try out,” Tally said slowly licking her lips before looking down at the mobile again “Oh what would that be?” Laura asked, “I know you its got to be something nasty” she joked “Ok you have a mobile phone don’t you” Tally asked and Laura nodded “And you have an old one too right?” again a nod “So what?” Laura asked looking confused “Well you can’t exactly take your washing machine all over town with you can you now” Tally said with a laugh, Laura looked confused at her still “What are you talking about” she asked “Well there is the trick with the mobile phone, you get an old one or any really and put it onto silent vibrate, then you put into your panties and rest it against your pussy and clit, your panties will hold it in place if you have nice tight ones on and your pants should make it look normal, there shouldn’t be any bulge as long as your mobile is not huge” Tally stopped and looked at Laura who was listening intently to what her friend was saying “Go on” Laura said eagerly “Well now you have a mobile pushed against your pussy in your panties you either get someone to call it or I suggest you get your other mobile and call the one in your panties, it will vibrate something wild and it just drives you insane and wow does it do the trick in public places” Tally laughed as Laura’s mouth fell open and she gasped “No way you’ve never done that,” Laura said leaning forwards “Oh yeah, lots of times infact” Tally said with a smile “I tell you Lau it’s a wild experience, especially if you have a crowd of people around you, no one knows but you what it feels like and you have to try and stay quiet while you have fireworks going off in your panties” she laughed Laura shook her head but smiled as she thought about what that would be like, practically masturbating in a crowded area, it was such a naughty idea, she actually started to get wet just thinking about it. “I bought a new mobile just to do it” Tally admitted with a giggle “It was well worth the cost too” she joked “I can’t believe you have done that, you just ring the number of the mobile down there and enjoy?” Laura asked and Tally nodded “Its just that simple” Laura imagined Tally doing it, she knew her friend was the sort to try anything once and had no doubt that she had indeed done this, and after all she was right about the washing machine so why not this, it did have a naughtiness to it that excited Laura. “Come on give it a go” Tally said before biting her bottom lip as she always did as she watched her friend mull over the idea, Laura had already decided to give it a go, but not today she’d wait “So you gonna try it or what?” “Yeah” Laura said like a naughty schoolgirl, she was wet thinking about it and knew she’d have some laundry to do when she got home. Wrapped in her bathrobe Laura fished out her old mobile phone from a draw, it was quite small really not the very old styled ones that were more like a brick. Turning it on she checked its battery was full before she turned it onto silent vibrate mode and felt it shake in her hand, it was a nice feeling having the phone vibrate against her skin, Laura closed her eyes and imagined what it would feel like against her needy pussy and clit. The vibrating didn’t last long only a quick test, she knew for the full effect the mobile had to be rung up from another phone, she smiled wickedly as she contemplated what to do next, should she go for it and have a proper test, her curiosity got the best of her and she ran to grab her new mobile. Keying in the old number Laura sat on the bed and took a deep breath before she did anything, this was the last chance to back out she thought, but in her head she heard Tally voice screaming at her to try it. Laura lowered the older phone down and rested it on her thigh before sliding it under the bathrobe and resting it against her pussy and clit, she jumped to start with, she didn’t know the phone was that cold but she smiled and soon adjusted to it, closing her thighs a little she let go and held it in place while she brought the new mobile to her face looking at the number on the screen and taking a deep breath before hitting the call button. There was a pause of nothingness, Laura waited and suddenly felt a shock of pleasure shoot through her pussy lips and into her clit as the mobile silently vibrated against her crotch. Mouth open Laura moaned loudly as she felt it vibrate again, it didn’t move but the shock waves it shot out was heavenly as it made the nerves in her pussy fire off their signals of pleasure. Laura arched her back as she felt her pussy begin to drip with juice, the mobile would not vibrate then suddenly start again, she could feel her pussy clench tightly as the little device sent its erotic surges through her over and over. After just a few moments Laura was orgasming and the mobile just kept her on edge as it vibrated over and over against her sensitive clit, it wasn’t like the dildo on the washer this was new and much more intense. “Oh god!” Laura screamed out as she felt the waves washing over her, the mobile phone touching her pussy driving her wild, she couldn’t take much more of this and had to end the call after her second orgasm, she had cum twice in moments, no wonder Tally did this she thought as she felt the wetness in her pussy and took the mobile away from her pussy wiping off the juice she had leaked out onto it. “Was it good?” those were Tally’s first words when she saw Laura the next day and the answer was a big yes. Laura told her friend all about what had happened and how intense the feeling was, not to mention how she had cum so fast and hard. Tally laughed and said its even better to do it in public. Laura told her friend how much she wanted to try that. “Have you got the mobile with you now?” Tally asked and Laura nodded “Well go to the loo’s and put it in your panties” Tally said with a wink, Laura hesitated but then got up with a grin of excitement and walked to the women’s room. Looking around Laura made sure no other women were in then went into a cubical and closed the door locking it behind her. She pulled down her trousers and then slowly hooked her thumbs into her knickers and lowered them to her mid thigh; the white cotton panties stretched across the gap the gusset that had been resting on her pussy awaiting her newest toy. Laura looked down at the stretched white cotton and grinned as she reached into her bag and pulled the old mobile out before placing it carefully in the middles right where her pussy would go, grabbing the panties she pulled them back up slowly making sure not to knock the mobile. Pulling them up over her tight ass she felt the plastic device press against her pussy as the front of the panties went over it. The mobile wasn’t comfy where it was positioned so Laura reached inside her panties and moved it around until she got it right, resting on her slightly wet pussy lips and clit, she smiled and bent over to pull her trousers back up before she looked herself over seeing if there was any bulge, she couldn’t see one and with a big grin she opened the cubical door and left going back to her friend Tally. “There” Laura said with a smile as she felt the mobile against her pussy, she felt so naughty like this as she sat looking at her friend with a mobile phone in her panties on her pussy. “Right now when ever you feel like being naughty and having the thrill of your life just get your mobile out and call the other one” Tally said winking her friend who giggled and nodded, the two parted ways then and Laura went into town to do some shopping. It was in a clothes shop that Laura first felt ready to try her new toy out she looked around and saw a few people close by as she pulled her mobile out and put the number in, pausing she took a deep breath and hit ‘call’. Laura had to bite her lip to stop a loud moan from escaping her mouth as the vibrating started against her clit and pussy; it was just like the night before, shocks of pleasure shooting through her pussy, the vibrating plastic sending her clit into overdrive, she could feel her juice flowing uncontrollably from her pussy as another vibration started and her knee’s went weak, a little moan escaped her lips as she felt her orgasm beginning, she looked around quickly and was some women nearby looking in her direction, she tried to stay as normal as possible but it was so hard as a massive orgasm shot through her body, the vibrating not stopping, it just made her orgasm more intense as she moaned a little loudly and her legs began to shake. Ending the call Laura couldn’t take any more, if she had left it much longer she could, no would have screamed out how good it felt and dropped to her knee’s, Laura shook her head and panted for breath, she saw the women had moved on and blushed a little, but with that blush she also felt more turned on then she had in years, the idea of what she had done sank in and she grinned. Laura could feel the wetness in her cotton panties as the mobile moved a little as she walked, she felt so dirty and excited at the same time as she went in different shops and looked around. Taking her mobile out again she rang the same number and bit her lip as she felt the vibration shoot throughout her pussy again, her knees going weak as she let out little moans the vibrating in her panties such an intense feeling, but the knowing that she had people around her as she used this device as a sex toy made it all the more exciting, she wondered if people knew what she was doing, it was taking all her power to just stand up and not call out as she came hard again, the mobile’s vibration pulsing on her clit making her go to new heights of pleasure as she moaned softly ending the call, she had to sit down on a bench as she came down from that second orgasm. She did it a third time before finally going home, she had, had 3 of the most intense orgasm of her life and was exhausted, she didn’t even have the energy to get changed for bed she just slept in the clothes she was wearing, the mobile still in her panties. The next day she went to see Tally again and told her about the experience and how good it was. “I knew you’d love it” Tally said with a grin as her excited friend told her all about how it felt. “I will never doubt you again Tally” Laura laughed, Tally smiled and giggled “This is my mobile number” Tally handed over a small piece of paper with a phone number on it “What's this for?” Laura asked Tally didn’t answer that “Now what’s your number?” Laura asked what Tally wanted her number for and was told this was part of something Tally had thought up “What is going to happen is we can call each others mobile’s while we are around town, neither of us will know when we’ll be called, just have a vibrating in our panties, its great I’ve done it before like this” Tally said with a grin, Laura was a bit nervous about that but with a little convincing she handed the mobile number to her friend with a big grin.

Genie in the lamp I was out walking on the beach last night, just minding my own business when I saw something shining on the beach near the water. I walked up to it, grabbed the handle and pulled it from the sand. It was an old lamp. I brushed off some sand and there was a loud cracking sound, a lot of smoke and then silence. When the smoke cleared, I was in a large room with tables of food, lots of silk and satin drapes in various colors, and a man on a couch. He stood up, turned to me and said, your wish is my command, but first you must do something for me! Puzzled, I said where am I. He says I'm the genie of the lamp. You are in the lamp with me. Wow I'm getting 3 wishes I said. Yes the genie says but you can't wish for more wishes and first... I cut him off saying you want something first. Name it!!! You will be my sex slave for 24 hours. I stood there, stunned looking at him and say but we're both men and I'm not gay. Genie says I will change you into a woman for my use. You will do everything I say without question. You will want to do everything I say. Do we have a deal. So let me get this straight. I will be transformed into a woman and you will do whatever you want to me and I will want you to. Then I'll get 3 wishes? Yes genie replies. Will I remember anything when its all over? Yes, you will remember everything genie says. I think things over for a moment and say "deal" Genie smiles and waves his hand. I suddenly feel a lot different. Looking down I realize I'm totally naked and I'm looking at a set of large fits, on me! Holy shit, I'm a woman. I look around for a mirror and find one. As I gaze at my reflection I can't believe its me so I lift my fits with my hands. OMG they're real. Genie called me to come to him. Without a word I just turn to him and start walking towards him. The closer I get to him the more I feel strange. I find myself drawn to him as if under a spell. I slowly start dancing, twisting and turning. Swinging my hips, I lift my arms above my head and shake my toys sack and forth as I slowly make my way to him. He's on a large round bed on the other side of the room. He smiles as he is enjoying the show. Funny thing is the closer I get the stranger I feel. I'm now 15 feet from the bed. What's that tingling between my legs. I put my right hand down there and find a wet pussy. OMG he turned me into a woman, all of me. I've always wanted to know what a woman feels like, especially while they're having sex. I'm at the foot of the bed now, right hand touching my pussy and left hand lifting my tit to my mouth. The tingling in my twat is starting to drive me crazy. My tits feel like there electrified tingling all over and I got goose bumps everywhere. I kneel on the edge of the bed and slowly work my way up to my new masters feet. Kissing his right toe and slowly moving up his body until I'm at his covered crotch. Suddenly genie says only use your mouth and teeth. Without question I answer "yes master". I start to lick the front of his silk pants at his dick. Whoa , am I really going to do this I think to myself. Next thing I know, I'm pulling at the string holding his pants in place. He lifts his but off the bed so I can pull his pants down with my teeth. As I let go of his pants, I can see his huge cock between his legs. I'm pretty scared, but the tingling between my legs has intensified. Wow master, its the size of my arm and its not totally hard yet. Genie laughs and says, now you will lick it!! Again without hesitation I start to lick his balls, using my face to lift his cock up to his belly. Then. I go for the base, slowly licking all the way to the tip, giving the slit at the top of his huge mushroom cock extra attention. Licking up and down now until he's wet with my saliva. I'm now at the top and suck his head into my mouth. Genie sighs with relief as I slide my wet eager mouth halfway down his shaft. I'm totally amazed I got that much down my throat without choking. At some point, I just started to do what I was told and forgot my situation altogether. Suddenly I realize, all 14 inches of genies cock is in my throat. And I want more. Finely genie grunts loudly and his cock erupts in my throat, filling my tummy with a flood of cum. He's holding my head on his monster so I can't pull away, so I just let him Finnish. Genie let's my head go and I pull my mouth from him, making sure not to waste any cum, sucking his cock head hard to get all the juice I can from him. Genie says make me a plate of food woman. Now normally I'd say fuck that. Make it yourself, but I just get up and do as I'm told saying yes master. As I'm walking to the tables of food I feel my pussy is really wet. I have to have him fuck me soon. I return to the bed with a heaping plate of food for genie, he says you must eat to keep your strength up as well. So I make a plate for myself and return to the bed. I sit against the headboard and lift my knees up resting my plate on my tits and knees. As I eat some of the food, genie says I want to fast that pussy, then slides down the bed and moves up under my plate of food. Telling me to continue eating. I hold the plate to my chest and spread my legs. Genie then plants his mouth on my wet pussy and the shock I felt sent the plate to the floor. He sucked my cunt in ways I didn't know were possible. In no time I was Cumming on his face. I thought he would stop when I came, but he just kept at me, licking and sucking, then he stuck his tongue in my box, I came so hard, I blacked out. I came to a short while later, still vibrating from his tongue. Genie had my pussy lined up with his cock, a look of terror swept across my face and without any warning he drove his meat into me. The shock of being filled with that much cock along with the pain and pleasure pushed me over the edge. I was Cummings over and over again. I was totally out of control, babbling incoherently. I don't know how long this went on for but when I came back to reality, I was shaking uncontrollably like I had hypothermia, but was so hot I knew that wasn't it. I again became aware of my pussy. I put my hand down there to find a real mess of sticky goo all over myself and the bed. Genie came up to me and said, if you don't like this form I can change it if you wish. I didn't think about it and said I'd like to have a tighter body with 38DD fits, red hair and bright green eyes. Genie smiled, snapped his fingers and said "DONE". I looked up at the mirrored ceiling and saw the new me. OMG, I'm the girl I have seen searching my whole life for. I simply said thank you genie. Genie was standing in front of me as he bent down and started to kiss and nibble at my neck and ears. I closed my eyes and put my hands on his naked hips to steady myself as he then moved over my face to the other ear, slowly nibbling that ear as well. He put his hands under my tits and lifted them up and squeezed them hard at first then softly as he moved his mouth down to the right one first, licking the large areola. Then sucking it hard causing me to moan loud. He then slid his young across my bosom to the other tit and bit the nipple hard causing me to screech in pain. All the while he was pushing me back to the bed. Once there he said I want to make love to you tenderly, yes master was all I said. He pushed me up the bed until I was in the middle and worked my body with him mouth until he was at my pussy again. Slowly licking at my cunt, he spread my lips and teased my clit. Over and over he went licking and gently blowing on my hard clit. Every time I was about to cum, he would stop. He did this for quite some time. Then he stood up, lined up my pussy with his cock and very slowly eased the head in my box. Then stopped there and bent down and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back, our tongues dueling tenderly. He slowly eased his cock into my honey hole until I felt his balls on my ass. Ever so tenderly he made love to me. I could feel an orgasm coming but he is a true master and slowed things down again.I could feel every ridge and vein in his cock. Every dimple every inch as he loved me for the longest time. Without warning he picked up his pace sliding all the way out then sloping all the way back in, repeating this for awhile. Every time he pulled out, I felt empty. Then he filled me again. My head was spinning. Genie said he is going to cum inside me and a short while later my insides were coated in cum again. I cumed with him making it that much better. Genies cock stayed hard and said I want your ass so I flipped over putting my ass in the air and kneeling down on my elbows I shook my ass. Genie didn't hesitate and slid the head of his cock into my ass. The pain was very intense. He stayed like that for a moment then started to work it in inch by inch. I stood up on my knees giving him a little push back raising my arms above my head. He reached up and grabbed my fits and slid all the way in my rectom. He slid in and out over my ass a couple times, I was having a hard time breathing as I was arching my back hard so I leaned down on the bed again. Genie slammed into my ass at full speed. Coursing me to gasp for air, moans escaping my lips, my breathing becoming laboured. I buried my face in a pillow as he fucked my ass as hard as he could. My mind drifted off to a far away place as I became incoherent again, orgasms gripped my body but my mind was gone. Genie said do you wish for me to cum in your ass woman. I said yes please god yes fill my ass, then he coated my bowels with his cum. He leaned over me and rested as his cock slid from me I realized he made me use a wish. I scampered to my feet and yelled, you tricked me into using a wish. He just laughed and said no my lady, I have granted two wishes. You have but one wish left. My mind started to wonder and then it came to me. I wished for this body. I looked genie in the eye and said you can't do that. Its trickery and not fair. All he says is I'm genie and you have one wish left. You also have 2 hours as my sex slave left. I'm not sure why I said "yes genie" but that's what I heard from my lips next. He then snaps his fingers and in suddenly dressed in a black and red corset. Its hugging my body very tight. Pushing my boobs up and out, sucking my waist and hips in, the black silk stockings on my legs feel fantastic. Genie says you will dance for me now. I start to swing my hips around and raise my arms above my head swinging to the music that is playing softly in the back ground. Genie sits on the sofa in the middle of the room eating some grapes and strawberries his cock is getting harder with every passing moment. I work my way to him so that I'm only a few feet from him. Suddenly he jumps to his feet, grabs me by the hair and throws me to the floor. I land on my knees but I have no time to react as he's on me like a pack of dogs fighting for a bone. His body is on mine as he holds me down and slams his cock into my cunt sending pain waves into my body. He then says this is how a whore is treated where I come from and fucks the hell out of me for the next hour. When he's done, I just played there and cried like a baby. He gets up and slaps me hard across the face and says never insult me again. He leaves me alone for ten minutes or so then tells me to suck his cock again. Yes master is all I say and I get up walk over to him and swallow his soft cock. The whole time I'm blowing him I'm thinking I still have one wish and only one hour to go. I tell myself, I'm not going to say anything to him except yes master and no if he says if you wish. I make the blowjob last for a little over an hour and finely stick a finger up his ass ass he cums for the last time. I get up and say the 24 hours is up and you still owe me a wish. Genie smiles and says yes my lady, you have but one wish left. What will it be? Do you wish to stay in the lamp with me or return to your life as the woman you wished for? I suddenly realize I can't have both. What do I do???

Sorry my bad English, not my native language! In some European countries are different rules about how old children may be present in the opposite locker room. Mainly there are problem with too old boys, mothers sometimes bring their schoolage sons with her to women’s locker of swimming pools, because they don't want to let them be alone at men’s locker room. This will lead to little girls and their mothers protest. The foremost thing is that a 10-year-old girl would not want to be with a boy the same age such as after swimming in the shower room naked. But opposite situation is very rare - only few fathers will bring their daughter (if they are not very little children) to the men’s locker room. Anyone can understand this situation as a improper, because certainly some man will be stare at girl, as in women shower nobody will stare boys, only they are afraid of about their own daughters. And now I wanted to tell about absolute exception of this rule, which happened in one small European country in one small town (only 8000 persons living there). I don't even know, is it possible for some other European, maybe more tolerate countries, to find 13-year old girl alone (!) in men’s locker room, shower and sauna at swimming pool. This little town has quite big swimming pool, used in winter by many persons also from neighboring towns. I started to work as a sports journalist in another bigger town (population 55 000), 15 km away from this smaller town, but my new colleagues said, that swimming pool in this town is the best, always clean, comfortable and modern, also there was possible to use little gym and massage and some other services. That's why I started attending this modern pool and after some four or five visits I met first time this quite big girl with dad in the same locker room as me and other men. I was really surprised, but as you understand - if women may be angry about boys being in their locker rooms, I was not displeased but stunned. Girl was really big and I find this inappropriate to describe what she looked like, but I realized quickly, that she have to be at least 12-year old. I told about the case to my colleague and he calmly answered: "Oh, yes, I knew it already, but didn't told you, because here everybody has use to it, though it is certainly an unusual.” He told, that in this family mother is disabled and daughter is lone child and only goes out with dad. „Administration of the pool accepted girl in men locker room, if anybody will not protest and obviously men didn’t,“ said my colleague. „Because of difficult situation in family everybody here accepts behavior of girl. She is even praised by women.“ But that was not end of the story. Some months later I met a girl again in the pool and noticed, that father was not present at this time. But after swimming she went into men locker room again! She took her time also in hot tub and sauna, now, of course, without a swimsuit. There was not much people in pool this particular day and I decided to follow her to sauna and talk a little. I entered and she was sitting at upper seat on the tailor-term position. I was really shy and said: „May I ask something?“ „Of course,“ she said. After some conversation I got to know, that her father asked some years ago, whether she wants to continue going at male locker room, or now will switch to the women locker, because she is old enough. Girl said, that she chose to be with her father and even now, at 13 (she said her age) she is here. She was also laughing, when I asked, why she today came alone also in male room and she answered: „You know, it was funny - administrator gave me a men's room locker key automatically. She did not even noticed that I was alone!” She also said, that although her father got sick, she wanted to go pool and wash itself carefully, because she have not such good conditions in her home and for tomorrow she is invited with many other best school students to the president’s palace. And I was again stunned to hear, that this naked girl has only excellent marks in school! I asked, why she didn’t say anything to administrator and didn’t ask women’s locker room key. „Never mind!“ she said. „I don’t afraid to be naked in front of men. Here is maybe even more comfortable.“ But suddenly after that our talk ended in dramatic mood. I dared to asked, is she exhibitionist and she was really displeased, when said: “No way!” I continued: “But you are sitting here…” and she interrupted me abruptly: “Don’t talk about this! Men here have been nice, but you are cheeky bastard!” She left angrily and I stayed to sit in sauna stricken. I realized, that I touched the wrong issue, that she really wanted to be known as a decent and clever girl, but I dared to ask about exhibitionism. Now I didn’t want to risk meet girl anymore and afterwards went only to the little pool in my own town. Was she really exhibitionist or not? What you think? Is it really, that I was only person who questioned the girl's presence in men's locker room?

Sarah chuckled as she oiled the muscular body of her dark-skinned partner. “You know,” she smiled, “for a black guy, you have an awfully funny name, Olav.” She laughed again, enjoying to feel the firmness of his body under her hands. “Oh well,” he laughed, “you know, my mom always had these dreams of meeting a tall Viking guy when she came to Europe. And as she then met my dad, it looked as if her dream had come true. And so they decided to give me this name. I guess, my good old dad was a bit disappointed, I inherited my mom’s skin color!” She finished her work and looked at him, feeling that familiar stir between her legs she felt, since she first had been with him. She had been quite inexperienced when she met him, but the ecstasy she experienced when they had sex the first time, opened her up and woke her hunger for more. He soon found out about the deeply hidden craving for showing off her lust and introduced her to the club where he worked. She got the black lace mask from her purse and looked at it. “Still hiding behind the mask?” he asked her smiling, his smile daring her to go on stage without. She hesitated. “I study here,” she said, feeling the challenge in his words. “What if somebody watches the show who recognizes me?” He looked at her as she put it on and smiled. “We both know it will be much more intense without it, don’t we” he smiled, his smile putting subtle pressure on her. She hesitated, feeling his challenge and feeling the sexual thrill of going on stage without being able to hide behind the mask almost physically. “No,” she said, with her voice almost whispering “not yet.” He smiled, and hugged her in his strong arms. “You’ll be fine” she heard his deep voice and she smiled, knowing she would,as long as he was with her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the touch of his lips on hers in the darkness of the stage made her heart go faster with excitement. She felt little butterflies in her stomach as she kissed him, feeling his tongue enter her mouth and as the lights went on, she felt a rush of excitement, imagining the eyes of strangers on her almost naked body. His kiss got more passionate and she felt his strong hands on her ass, caressing her firm young flesh through the flimsy, short lace negligee she was wearing until she heard herself moan softly. She felt his arousal grow and press against her crotch and she began to squirm against him, her body, aroused by his caress and the taboo sensation of showing her need and growing lust to everybody in the room. She broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps and looked at him, watching his calm smile as he moved both of them around until the audience could see them from the side. Her heart was beating like crazy in her throat and she resisted the temptation to turn her head and look at the audience. Her hands caressed his muscular, hairless chest and she moaned softly as she admired his body. She felt her lust rise slowly as the familiar warmth of arousal spread over her face and chest. She slowly knelt down, kissing and licking a wet trail down his body, and felt the oil on it coat her lips. Her tongue traced a nipple and she sucked it in her warm mouth. His hands on her shoulders tried to push her down, but she resisted and let her teeth lightly bite the nipple, making him gasp sharply before she kissed her way further down until she was kneeling on the stage and felt the twitching heat of his cock through the boxers on her lips. She briefly wondered if there was somebody sitting behind her at the side of the stage, staring at her ass, and wondered if he would see the wetness on her swollen, exposed lips. Her hands caressed the muscular legs as she kissed and licked the manhood through the fabric of the boxers and the heavy, horny breathing she heard from a guy in the room almost made her reach between her legs. She pulled the boxers down, exposing the pulsing shaft to her eyes and the audience. Just inches from her eyes was it, the cock that changed her life. The cock that had her squirming and screaming the first night they made love. She was scared when she first saw it, 18 cm of thick, throbbing need, so thick she was almost unable to close her fingers around it when she tried to hold it. And when he entered her, she had been begging to stop, whimpering that it was too big, that it hurt, that she would never be able to take it. But it did enter her and soon her scared protests were replaced by moans and gasps of lust as she felt her pussy clench on it, spasming on it, trying to milk the semen from it as she experienced her first orgasm while having a cock in her. Today was no fear when she looked at it, pulsing in the heat of the spotlights, just admiration. And the desire to do whatever it took to feel it again and again. She licked the shaft, feeling the warmth of the skin on her tongue, she licked it with closed eyes, feeling the veins under its skin on her tongue until her tongue reached the tip of its head where she tasted salty, slightly bitter precum. She kissed its head and then opened her mouth to give the cock the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Despite the hardness of the cock, the cock head felt almost soft as she caressed it with her tongue, teasing the crown until she felt the grip of her lover's hands in her hair tighten. She heard other moans from the audience and lewd comments as she took his cock in her mouth. She shivered at the thought she was doing this on stage. She felt a hot wave of embarrassment, but she also felt an equally hot wave of sexual rush that made her sex glow and she knew that this was what she wanted, was, what she … needed. She felt his hips move faster and raised a hand to caress the parts of his shaft that were not in her mouth until he was groaning and pulling her head from his cock. She looked up and smiled proudly at him, knowing that her lips and tongue almost had him cum in her mouth, and admired his self-control once again. He turned her around and pulled her against him until her back touched his body and held her in his arms, caressing her body through the thin negligee, moving up to caress her firm, small breasts until she felt her hard nipple almost ache against the warmth of his palm. When he opened the first button of her negligee, she finally opened her eyes. She always opened them at this point of the show. She loved to watch the stares of the men when her breasts were exposed to their stares. She blinked and peeked through the bright light of the spots and looked at a man sitting right by the stage, staring at her, his eyes almost level with her crotch. She looked at him, rubbing her ass against the urging cock that was pressed against her. She moaned and the man’s eyes opened wide when the cock slipped between her legs until it rested between her swollen wet lips, the crown of the cock head nested against her clit. She didn’t need to look down to know it looked as if a short thick cock would be growing between her legs. Olav had almost opened all the buttons when she broke eye contact with the customer and looked at the tables. Two men in the shadows stared at her, looking like hungry animals that would have jumped on the stage and raped her if there would not have been Olav to protect her. At the next table was a middle-aged man with a short, grey beard and glasses, his hands folded in each other as if he would be praying, the half-full beer glass in front of him, his eyes also glued to the obscene cock between her legs. She blinked, thinking he looked familiar and then her eyes opened wide behind the mask and a cold fist of fear closed around her stomach when she recognized him. She squirmed, she had to get out of Olav’s arms, get down from the stage before he recognized her, before her dad, her own dad, recognized her, but his arms were too strong, holding her tight. He had no idea what made her squirm but he held her close and whispered “Shhhhhh.. it’s ok, you’re safe” in her ear. His voice calmed her enough to remember the safety of the mask she was wearing and she leaned against him. Her heart raced and she felt the hot rush of embarrassment on her face as the thought of being exposed and soon fucked in front of her own dad slowly sank in. She closed her eyes and tried to forget that man in the audience. Olav kissed her neck and she felt his strong hand on her right breast while his right arm held her firmly around her waist, she squirmed as he squeezed her tender breast and then pinched the hard nipple between two fingers. She gasped, the sharp pain making her inhale sharply. But it also had the familiar effect on her clit, making it throb and beg to be touched until she squirmed again. But this time not in an attempt to break free, this time she tried to rub her swollen lips on the veiny shaft. The sexual thrill of being exposed and watched was stronger than ever and she looked at her dad again, telling herself he could impossibly recognize her behind the mask. ‘He would never expect his baby in such a place’ she told herself with closed eyes, moaning as her negligee was now open and both of her lover's hands were fondling and caressing her flesh. ‘He will never know it's me he is watching’ she tried to calm herself as her lover's fingers pinched her nipples lightly, pinching and twisting them until the sensations were almost too much to bear. She felt his hands slide down her body and held her breath as they held her thighs just above the knees. She moaned and whimpered in embarrassment, knowing she would soon be totally exposed to everybody in the room. She felt him lift her from the ground, felt his strong arms lift her by her knees, forcing her knees up until they almost touched her breasts and then pulling them apart. She gasped at the thought of her dad seeing her like this and opened her eyes, looking at him. She saw the expression of disbelief on his face as he stared at the pink, shaved lips of his baby. Lips, that glistened from her arousal, hoovering just an inch above the thick black cock, and deeply inside she wondered if he had somehow recognized her. But she also recognized something else, she felt how he wanted to watch that fat cock impale her, how he desired to see it penetrate her and enter her soft flesh. She shivered, feeling the warmth grow in her at the thought of doing this in front of her own dad. As she felt the hot touch of her lover's cock, her eyes met. She felt the massive head open her lips, open her folds and walls with the familiar hint of pain and she looked in her father's eyes, feeling so helpless and vulnerable. She watched his eyes stare at her, watched him squirm on his chair, his hands folded into each other, pressing so hard, the knuckles were almost white and she wondered if he was fighting the urge to reach under the table to stroke his own pulsing hard flesh. The thought had her moan loud and she realized that she was, for the first time ever, about to cum on stage. Her moans intensified as she felt the thick cock slide inch by inch in her and she felt her pussy tighten and welcome it in a hot embrace. Their eyes were still locked as she felt the cock stop moving in her and she was breathing hard as she tried to calm down, trying desperately to keep her lust from breaking through the walls of her education. She watched her dad breathe hard, short, ragged breaths and the hungry expression on his face made her shiver. She groaned as she felt her lover lift her up and looked down at the man by the stage. He stared at the couple, his mouth open in silent moans and she saw the hard cock in his hand as he stroked himself, staring at the thick black cock violating her tender flesh. She looked back at her dad, hoping for a moment that his hand was under the table as well. She screamed out as Olav let her impale herself by her weight on his cock, again and again, entering her every time a bit more. She felt how she lost control, she felt the dam crumble and looked at her dad, watched him stare at her face as the glow and warmth spread from her breasts and pussy through her, making her sex tighten again and again until she lost it and came with a little scream. She heard Olav gasp in surprise as he felt her cunt start to pulse and screamed again as he impaled her fully on his cock. As wave after wave washed over her, she felt his cock head pressed against the entrance of her womb. She heard him grunt, watched her dad stare at her pulsing cunt that tried to milk the semen from her lover, and then, as she heard her lover groan and felt his hot semen being pumped in her, she saw the almost painful expression on his face as his body shuddered and shivered hard. She shivered in never-experienced lust as she felt her lover fill her womb with his cum and watched her daddy cum violently at the very same moment and for an instant, it was as if she felt him cum inside her instead of her lover. And without thinking, just as the lights went out, she blew him a kiss. In the darkness she watched him quickly get up, trying to cover the dark stain on his pants and she moaned as she realized how much must cum must have been pumped through his cock to cause such a stain.

Sorry my bad English, not a native language My friend’s wife, who was a painter, celebrated her 40th birthday. She promised to organize spectacular party, asking guests to arrive dressed extravagant and surprising outfit. „Like carnival,“ she said and added laughing: „If someone wants a special surprise, could also come naked.“ There was one place of lending theatrical clothes and I found hippie outfit from 1960’s and I was quite satisfied. I didn’t think, that I will need some Mickey Mouse or Tarzan outfit, all these ideas were not too much original and I was not going to figure out something extraordinary. Clearly the most simple solution would have been to come naked, but I left this idea for others. Because I recently haven’t a girlfriend, I had to go alone and maybe this was even better to celebrate loosely at party. When I arrived, there was also plenty of people, everybody in strange outfit, some of them (but maybe also mine?) not big on special fantasy. But then, five minutes after me arrived birthday girl’s sister and her 14-year old niece. And younger one was really stark naked, even not shoes, as my friend’s wife suggested, when she invited guests. Maria (name of the birthday girl) was fascinated, as she shouted: „Finally somebody dared to come naked. My congratulations to you, Helen,“ she said to girl and her mom shook her head: „Helen insisted to come naked. I protested until the last minute, but then gave up.“ Helen was gorgeous in her naked „outfit“ and she really felt herself freely, when was introduced to other guests. Because Maria had itself two kids, boy and girl, children were also invited and there was some boys about same age as naked girl, but Helen smiled to everybody and seemed not to be disturbed. All this strange outfits of guests were no longer remarkable, because now naked girl was in the spotlight. Some people arrived more, but finally girl was only one naked among of some 50 people. „How she dared,“ was my friend, Maria’s husband horrified. „This was meant to be a joke, OK, Maria did it on purpose, but we did not believe, that somebody will seize upon of this thoughtless sentence. And now we have minor girl here naked.“ I understood, that my friend Mathias was a little bit worried, that somebody of guests will maybe report about this case to officials. But I tried to calm down my friend: „You know, here are mostly artist people, who are quite tolerant. As I see now, men seemed to be enjoy this view and women try to be polite.“ But party got a boost time by time and people were eating, drinking and singing a birthday song, naked girl was meanwhile almost forgotten. But then Helen also decided to perform birthday music by playing a flute, that was like present to her aunt and she really performed beautifully, because she had learned to play the flute in music school. Listeners were very excited and clapping strongly to the girl’s performance. But at the same time I and maybe other guests thought, that situation was really irrelevant: naked young girl staying in the center of the hall and performing among others also to adult men, who looked at her with horny glance. Maria thanked her niece for playing flute and said after that: „She is very gifted, also deals with rhythmic gymnastics and is extremely flexible.“ Helen said anxiously: „I can also show some flexibility exercises.“ And she stood to the left leg, grabbed right leg from tire and lifted it high over her head. And you imagine: she did it obviously naked, crotch wide open. After she finished and put leg down, she was clearly pleased of all the attention. Maybe Maria was scared, that Helen immediately after her praise did the exercise, but she managed to stay calm and admitted: „As I said, she is flexible!” When dancing started I had already drank a few vodka cocktails and therefore braver. I noticed, that Helen was talking to the boys, but they did not dare to invite her to dance and I decided to try. She immediately agreed to come dancing. „It is a bit inappropriate, that I'm without shoes,“ she said only. I was stunned. „Not only shoes are missing,“ I said. „If you do not bother, then dancing naked is not problem for me, but the shoes would have been polite to put on,“ she said smiling. „You have been here some hours. How are you feeling now?“ I asked. „Much fun,“ she responded. „And you really decided to come naked and not care about?“ „Of course. As soon as I heard, that aunt is allowing to come naked I started to talk mother, that she would accept. And she finally gave way,“ she said. „But noone else did follow this request.“ „Oh, yes, but I was pretty sure, that I am here alone naked. But this did a case more interesting. I would have been disappointed if someone else should have been naked here. Honestly!“ she confirmed. And a little bit later she explained, that being naked in front of clothed people was long time her obsession. „But I never had a opportunity to accomplish my dream. Now occurred legal possibility. And nobody can say anything,“ she rejoiced. I maybe did not want to take advantage of the situation, but then realized, that exhibitionism is truly exciting for this girl and I proposed to enable her better to realize her obsession. I specifically said, that I can help her to appear naked in a public place, but obviously some hundred kilometres far from hometown, where nobody recognizes her. And then we agreed meeting in summer. Yes, I didn’t take this advantage, that I would have fucked her. No way! But public nudity experience was exciting too. Maybe I will tell later in another story, but now I only will give link to picture, where you can see hero of the story – naked but in decent position: http://xhamster.com/photos/view/1840486-30439107.html .

Hi all! I am Sarah, and I am a dirty little slut. I mean not really but kinda really, if you know what I mean. I give an easy-going and friendly image to everyone, but when it comes to my NSFW side, all bets are off. Last few weeks I have explored my sexuality in ways that I could have not imagined before. I've always been a little naughty, but lately, I have pushed myself more and more. I started writing with this one pervert online and he has made me do some stuff that I would have never done on my own. For example, he made me walk 5 kilometers with a vibrator in my pussy, locked behind a chastity belt, and the key for it was at my home. He had me writing "I am a dirty little slut" like 100 times while having a clitoris stimulator on my clit. Earlier this week, I had to orgasm in the middle of the busy library. Today he dared me to a local store to buy a banana, cucumber, eggplant, and their cheapest lube. And then explain my purchases to the overweight pervy old cashier by saying 'My Master wants me to consume my daily dosage of veggies'. Let's just say that the old perv understood the message. I could read his erection from his eyes. And no, I was not allowed to leave the shopping center before I had properly "tested" the vegetables. My master really is quite devious... Anyway, I did all of that. And more. Much more. Disgustingly amount of more. And... I'm still doing more. That is actually the reason why I am writing this. I was not always like this, but something happened to me around a year ago. I chatted about it online with the person who I now refer to as Master. And before I had noticed, I was doing everything he dared me to do. He was (and still is) a master of manipulation, and he used that skill to take advantage of my vulnerability. One might feel sorry for me but don't. I have enjoyed every second of these last few weeks. And that brings us to why I am here. My Master's latest dare for me was to write a detailed story about an event with a dog from a year ago. We call them "dares", but don't be mistaken, they are in fact orders. And I will obey. I am a dirty little slut. That being said, let's start the dare #081. ***** Firstly few things about myself. So, as I already told you, my name is Sarah. By the time the event took place, I was 23 years old. I'm just about 160cm tall and weigh around 63 kg. I am curvy from all the right places, and thus I have nice C-cup breasts and a juicy ass. My long brown hair reaches almost to my butt, which is the only hair that can be found under my chin if you know what I mean. Back then I loved touching myself. Simply letting my fingers slide on the smooth surface of my pussy mound made me always wet very quickly. Since I did not have a boyfriend by then, I masturbated often, around once or twice per day. I soon noticed that my fingers were not enough. Either I get myself a stud to bang me to oblivion or I would buy some toys. I chose toys over the boys. I did not want to get the reputation of being easy. My toy arsenal was not great back then, with one vibrator and two pairs of handcuffs. I absolutely loved cuffing myself to different places around my home and then imagining how someone would fuck me senselessly. I might even sleep with my handcuffs. And don't even try to judge me! I bet all of you have kinks of your own... pervs! On the plus side, I had become a regular Houdini to get out of the cuffs. That being said, that should be enough generic information to get us properly started. The story takes place on one Friday in June 2022. I work as an administrative assistant and since that means regular hours, I was free during the weekends. I did not have anything crazy planned for the evening. Bottle of red, some Netflix, and at some point, maybe a finger or two inside my pussy. You know? Normal Friday stuff for a 23-year-old lady. Well, at least one thing was not normal. I had a huge rottweiler licking his nuts a few meters from me. I had promised my sister to take care of his dog, Brock, while she was out of town. Brock was wonderful, but I was still not very enthusiastic about it. He might take orders from my sister and her boyfriend, but he did not take orders from me. Or he did when he felt like it. I was never scared in his presence, however, I never felt fully in charge of him either. If he wanted to rush after something or someone while we were outside, he would do whatever he damn well pleased. That is not cool when you live in a fairly large town. But I must admit that I feel somewhat safer now when he is around. I think my neighbor is a pervert of some kind. I could have sworn that I have seen him outside of my windows every now and then. But funnily, he was never to be seen when Brock was around. My best friend Lilly was coming to visit me in the evening. She said that she was bored and if I was willing, she could come over and watch a movie with me. I was fine with the idea, but that meant that if I wanted to enjoy some me-time, I would need to hurry up. I hate to rush my climaxes, but I hate even more to be left without one. Lucky for me, I had been watching Bridgerton. Girls, you know what I mean. Who among you did not imagine yourself in Daphne's shoes? Being pounded away by the Duke himself? 'Fuck me... Oh my... Duke... I would let you shove your cock in any one of my holes', I whimpered by myself. I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second and I decided to remove them. I opted to keep my skirt in case Lilly comes here early. I did not want to be surprised without any clothing. There I was. On my sofa. Playing with my pussy while being deceptively well-clothed. I was still wearing the clothes from my work; a white blouse, white bra, and black knee-length skirt. It was obligatory to wear pantyhoses at work as well, but I always take those off the second when I get home. I can't stand them. I had raised my skirt up so I could better reach my wet hole. I ran circles around my now erect clitoris. The sensations made me shiver. I love these first few steps after becoming aroused. At this phase, every sensitive part of me reacts strongly to every little touch. When my finger brushes my clit, it is like electricity is running through my body. While toying with my hardened clitoris, I use another hand to push my finger into my vagina. With both hands, I start rhythmically stimulating my pussy inside out. My moans start echoing from the walls of my living room. Even Brock became curious about what had gotten me so riled up. He got up and watched from the other side of the room how I finger-banged myself. I closed my eyes to better focus on the sensation that was building from deep inside of me. 'Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck me Duke! Fuck my pussy! Make me your Duchness!', I moaned louder and louder. I was seconds away from my orgasm when I heard someone knocking on the window. Lilly was smirking and waving outside next to the door... Crap. I had not closed the curtains. For a good measure, she rang the doorbell a couple of times and then returned to the window to wave and make gestures of grabbing her groin. I could die from the embarrassment. I tried to play it cool when I opened the door, 'Oh hey Lilly. I did not notice you there. Please come in.'. She could not grin any wider, 'Oh don't hey Lilly me! Only by having your skirt over your head, you could have been more obvious.'. I got blushed and flustered, it would not help to lie now. Lilly would not let this go before admitting everything. 'Fine. You ambushed me with this movie thing. I had planned some me-time for this evening and then you said that you are here in a few minutes.', I tried to explain. Lilly kept piling on, 'Then why didn't you say that you need 30 minutes? And why did you leave the curtains open? Or maybe you wanted me to see your knuckles deep in your pussy?'. 'Please stop Lilly!', I shouted from embarrassment. I knew that she would not stop that easily, but I had to try, 'It really was an accident and I don't want to talk about it. Please.'. She saw Brock inside and continued, 'And you have a dog here too? Did you want it to lick you a little? Oh, you really are a dirty dirty girl Sarah.'. 'If you don't stop right now Lilly, you can go back home.', I said firmly. And that actually worked, 'Oh fine. I will not forget this Sarah, but I can let it go for now.'. She came in and I poured her a glass of wine. She had brought her own wine but accepted the offer anyway. We could open her bottles when the first one had been taken care of. We talked a bit about something else than me playing with myself before she suggested the movie she had in mind. It was not a new movie, but I had not seen it myself. I do not know how to categorize the movie since it had a little bit of everything, but then again it is not really an important detail for this story. We missed many parts of the movie while we talked about our week. It was nice to chat with Lilly. She was always up to something and I liked to hear what she had in her mind. The more we drank the red wine, the more often she teased me about what had happened earlier. But on the hand, the more we drank the red wine, the less embarrassed I started to feel about it. I think that was her goal all along. I believe she wanted to talk about naughty stuff, and by getting caught, I simply offered her a nice segue to the topic. She started to open up about her latest conquests from last weekend. According to her, she had participated threeway with two dudes. That really piqued my interest. I had always wondered how it would feel to be taken by multiple partners. Lucky for me, she was more than willing to share. 'It was wild Sarah!', she told me. 'They were friends or bros or something at the university, and they had been dared to do the devil's threeway. They were quite hot so I think both of them would have gotten tons of girls, but not many girls had the guts to join into a threesome.', she continued her story. Once she got started, it did not take long to get to the good parts, 'At the beginning, they took turns with my mouth. While I sucked one of the cocks, I jerked another one. After a moment, one of them started to lick my pussy. I think he wanted to be the one drilling my cunt, so he took the initiative. The other guy started more forcefully fuck my mouth and we decided to take this party to a more horizontal location.' At this point, Lilly had to take a moment and took a sip from her wine glass. I had a stupid grin on my face while I anxiously waited for her to continue. She noticed my eagerness and resumed her story, 'Alright, so we get to the bedroom and soon I was on my hands and knees. One of them is pushing his cock into my pussy while the other one starts furiously fucking my face. It was a little difficult at first, but I did not want it to stop. And then... things got even more wild.' I was at the edge of the sofa listening to every word Lilly was saying. I noticed that I was getting wet again. I urged her to keep going. She smiled and said, 'One of them asked if I had ever been handcuffed. When I said no, he asked if I wanted to. And I was very interested to experience it all so I agreed. In a moment, my hands were cuffed behind my back and those two started a very rough fucking. I could not steady myself with my hands anymore, so the one who was fucking my pussy, pulled me from my hair until I could blow his friend again. I was so utterly helpless between those two that I got a little bit scared even. Being fucked to two holes like a ragdoll made me cum like a mad person.' When she closed her mouth for a moment, I yelled, 'Oh my god Lilly! You are so bad!'. She was grinning like she was very proud of that, 'And that's about it. The one behind me blew his load into a condom while the other one made me drink his jizz. I would have not minded going for the 2nd round, but I think they got nervous. They released the cuffs and left me to recover from the excellent orgasm.'. I was breathing heavily when she ended her story. It got me more excited than I had realized. I emptied my glass and looked at how she was still grinning like she was expecting more praise from me. I smiled back and said, 'That was a nice story. Now I do not feel so bad that you ambushed me.'. 'After I saw you like that, I just had to tell you that Sarah.', she replied. We continued to talk about her night and she went a little bit deeper in the details. I had many questions, maybe even too many. But she did not mind me asking so I went ahead. I was especially interested to know what she thought about being handcuffed. She noticed my interest and asked, 'Would you like to try it out, Sarah? Maybe on your own?'. She did not know that I loved being handcuffed so I smirked and said, 'Yes.'. She looked me straight into my eyes and pulled handcuffs from her purse. 'What? Why do you have handcuffs in your purse?', I blurted out. She explained that she actually had them since the evening she just told me about them. When they released her from the cuffs, they only removed the cuffs from one of her hands. They gave her the key to release the other hand, but they had left before she had done it. 'You can have them, Sarah. Just don't lose the key. Those are not toys, so you actually need the key to unlock them.' I studied the cuffs Lilly gave me and felt how my juices trickled down my thigh. 'Alright Lilly, I need to be honest as well.'. I got up, walked to my nightstand, and pulled out my own handcuffs. 'Yeah... I like handcuffs as well.'. She smiled, 'It seems that you are the naughty one here, Sarah. You must tell me what you've done with those.'. I was glad to. We continued comparing notes until it was closer to midnight and she told me that she had to leave. She still had some plans to visit a local nightclub, but for me, the week had been quite long. I might be up for some partying tomorrow evening, but today I was too tired. However, I did want to do something arousing before I was ready to go to sleep. I gathered my courage and asked if Lilly could do something for me, 'Hey Lilly, before you go... Can I ask you to do something for me?'. She got immediately interested since I was looking obviously uneasy about the situation, 'What you need Sarah? I am not sleeping with you.'. I laughed, 'Nothing like that. But before you go, if I go to bed while my hands are cuffed, could you hide the key for me?'. She looked a little stunned but relaxed soon after, 'I did not think you had it in you. Naughty naughty. Of course, I hide the key for you.'. I was simultaneously relieved and excited, 'Thanks Lilly! Just put the key somewhere and tell me where it is. But don't make it too easy.'. I gave her the key and went to prepare myself for bed. I wanted to give her some time to prepare. She was smiling deviously when I got back to the living room, 'Go ahead Sarah, cuff yourself. The key is hidden in an excellent hiding place.'. She was a little too sure about herself so I got a little alarmed. But I could not back out anymore. I sleep nude so I undressed myself and took the handcuffs from the table. She made no effort to hide the fact that she stared at my naked body, 'Looking sexy Sarah. Maybe I should rethink my stance of not sleeping with you.'. I did not take her suggestion seriously and cuffed one of my hands. I turned around and asked, 'Would you like to do the honors?'. She took my hand and cuffed it roughly, 'I would. I really really would. And now, maybe I will do whatever I want to you.'. The idea aroused me greatly, but I knew she was joking. She slapped my ass and bit my ear. At least I think she was joking. When I felt her hands on my breasts, she suddenly broke the tension, 'Nope. I like cocks. Big fat cocks that slide into my pussy. And maybe into my ass. And... I will go find them. Nighty night, naughty Sarah. Let's talk more about this tomorrow.'. I admit that I was a little disappointed, but I was not surprised. I heard the door opening and I shouted after her, 'Lilly! The key!'. She laughed and replied, 'That's right. It would have been a shame if I had to come tomorrow to uncuff you. Maybe I still need to... The key is at a very easy-to-find location. It is hanging from Brock's collar. Have fun Lilly!'. She laughed mischievously while she slammed the door shut. And then I was alone. "So Brock has the key?", I thought to myself. That was actually funny of her. This might be the most difficult Houdini trick ever... or maybe the easiest. As long as he does not move, I should be able to get the key quite easily. But if he thinks that this is a game, it might take me a little bit longer. "Nice touch Lilly.", I had to respect her idea. Either way, we shall see in the morning. I shut off the lights and went to bed. For some, it might be uncomfortable to sleep by having hands tied behind your back, but I did not mind. It always got me thinking about being kidnapped and then being ravaged by an evil man who had taken me. Even back then I had serious fantasies of being forced to do sexual activities against my will. When I slept with my handcuffs, I always dreamt of being an unwilling participant in such a scenario and I woke up hornier than normally. The feeling I got from acting on my kinks could be compared to edging. Try to edge yourself many times during the day. Or maybe several days. It makes you feel horny all the time, and for me, that rush made me feel more alive than anything else... and yeah the huge climax at the end of teasing was awesome as well. But, there were some negative impacts as well. Every now and then, I take the edging too far and I wake up in the middle of the night with a need to masturbate. And the same thing happened this night. I had been denied my orgasm when Lilly arrived too early, then she had gotten me all riled up with her story, and finally, she cuffed my hands behind my back. I was so primed to go off, that I cannot understand why I thought I could last until morning. Something had to be done. I had to try to get myself off, but I knew before I started that I have no chance in hell to do it. Anyone who has had their hands tied behind their back knows that you cannot really do anything until the cuffs have been unlocked. If you stretch a little, you can reach your "fun area", but any kind of effective touching is really not an option. I got up from the bed and hands behind my back opened my nightstand. I might still be able to use the vibrator that I had. I've been able to do this trick in the past, but it is always kinda so and so. With some effort, you might able to activate the vibrator and slip it in. However, you could still not play with your clit or even change the settings of the damn thing. I was so horny and my pussy was throbbing like crazy. My hands shook from the lust and effort. I tried to push it in for a while, but after I had dropped it several times, I gave up. I had to admit my loss. I was so wet from my dream and I needed to climax. There was no other option, I had to get the key. I got fully up and walked out of the bedroom. Brock woke and got up at the moment when I opened the door to the living room. He was clearly curious why I was up in the middle of the night. For a moment I thought that he might sense my predicament, but then I remembered that he always gets up if I visit the bathroom in the middle of the night. My stupid horny brain is just going overdrive and makes me think odd stuff. "Now, where is the key?", I thought. I got as close to Brock as I was able and I had to kneel down to check his collar. It was dark, so it wasn't easy. But I did find the key. It was exactly there where Lilly had told me it to be. While I was close, Brock did his best to lick my face. 'Knock it off Brock!', I told him. I did not mind his tongue normally, but tonight I was not really up for his tricks. I wanted to have my fingers on my clit and a vibrator in pussy as soon as I got rid of these cuffs. At this point, I was so wet that there was a trail of my juices slowly flowing down my left leg. It was one thing to confirm that key really was hanging from his neck, it was completely another thing to actually take it. And trying to reach the key was my downfall. As stated many times, my hands were cuffed behind my back. So the only thing I could do to reach for the key was to turn around and try to find his collar. I was now facing away from him while sitting on my knees. This exposed me to Brock in ways that I had not thought of. Brock being who he is, he shoved his snout between my ass cheeks and tried to dig further towards my moist pussy lips. 'HEY! STOP IT!' I shrieked when I felt him exploring my backside. I jumped up quickly, even hurting my knees in the process. The wooden floor is quite an unforgiving surface. Anyway, I got up to only realize that I did not really have any other option than trying to get the key. 'Oh for fuck sake.', I said to myself when I understood the challenge in the situation. If I wanted to uncuff myself, I would need to kneel down and expose myself at least on some level to Brock. In hindsight, I could have retreated and put some clothes on me, but I was too invested to think that far ahead. And I did not really think there to be much danger. Oh how wrong I was. Even though I did not plan it perfectly, I at least tried to be smart. I walked to my sofa and took one of the pillows with me. If I had to be a moment on my knees, I did not want to hurt them any more than I had already done. To my not-so-big surprise, I did not need to walk far back to reach Brock since he had followed me. He had gotten excited about "the game" we had just started. I dropped the pillow on the floor and prepared myself mentally. All the while the big rottweiler did his best to figure out his next step. "No time like the present.", I told to myself. I bit my teeth and kneeled down, knowing that he would probably do the same thing as he did a moment ago. And I was not wrong. At that very moment, when my knees touched the pillow on the floor, his tongue found my pussy lips. It was like electricity had run through my body when I felt him licking the most sensitive areas of my body. His tongue touched the head of my clitoris and then withdrew back to his mouth while touching everything in-between. The sensation was something unique that I had never experienced. He repeated those steps several times in a very short amount of time. I could feel how I started to produce more and more juices and I knew that it excited Brock even further. He had definitely located the source of the delicious nectar and he was now doing his best to push his tongue into my pussy. I had to rush my efforts to get out of this nightmare. While he was focused on my backside, I had been able to locate his collar by feeling around his neck. Even the key was easy to find. The problem was how to remove the key or maybe the whole collar. I tried to reach the collar from under his jaw, but since that blocked his access to my ass and pussy, he pulled his head away and readjusted to get a better position. I tried it a few times, but I just could not hold such a big dog from his head. The only way to get the key was to turn the collar around his neck so that the key would be reachable from the top. To succeed with this idea, I had to stretch my arms on top of his head while he was pushing his snout into my intimate area. For a moment it seems that my plan worked. The collar was quite tight so I was only able to progress slowly, but it was progress anyway. Also by tightening my butt cheeks and sitting firmly on my knees, I was even able to block some of his access to my ass and pussy. This left Brock somewhat unhappy. He had been able to savor me properly just a few moments ago and now the sweet nectar of mine was out of his reach. But Brock knew that there was a simple solution to this problem, apply more force. He was a big dog and the weak knees of this silly female would not deny him his treat. He pushed me hard and levered with his head and snout. I had not expected this and I lost my balance very quickly. I fell down on the floor, but I avoided hurting myself. I had quite good core strength so I did not crash down uncontrolled. 'Fucking mutt!' I said while in anger. However, he could not care less. I was now bending over and in a position that offered easy access for him. I was shocked when I again felt his rough tongue once again exploring my virginal asshole. "Oh my god! This is so wrong...", I thought when I felt pleasure was building up. I realized that I had to adjust the plan a little. I could still reach the collar from the position I found myself in. I now knew that I cannot deny him access, so the best course of action would be to continue turning the collar while having my ass up. I realized it was somewhat ironic that I could actually reach the collar better when Brock could push his head closer to my pussy lips. "Alright you stupid dog, all-you-can-eat-buffet is now in your reach so come at me!", I joked in my head while preparing for the battle. He was very good at what he was doing. No one had ever licked me like Brock was licking me right now. That's the advantage of having a ridiculously long and nimble tongue. Of course, it did not hurt that my position was very ideal for him to sample the more delicious parts of my body. Licks made me squeal and the heated moans escaped past my lips. My body was starting to feel the stimulus that Brock was giving me. Whenever Brock touched my ultra-sensitive clitoris, I almost lost all the progress which I had made with the collar. The part of his collar where the key for the handcuffs was hanging, was relatively heavy. If I accidentally let go of the collar, the key would force the collar back to its original position. I was begging for a short break from licking so I could quickly turn the collar enough to reach the key, 'Please... please... aaaah! Just fe... oooh! Few seconds... of... uuuh! Time...'. It was like someone heard my prayer and Brock really stopped his effort. I could not believe my luck. I felt the key in my hand, but the joy was brief. It was not a benevolent god who had heard my prayer, it had been a mischievous god. To my surprise, Brock pushed his stiffened tongue past my moist labia into my welcoming and warm vagina. My body reacted violently from the abrupt penetration and I had my first ever orgasm from bestiality. Sufficed to say, the key was beyond my reach when I was swept up by a strong orgasm. The rapture from my vagina surprised me completely. I obviously knew that I was aroused, but since I had been focusing on the other matters, I had not realized how close to a climax had I reached. It was like when in pain, you focus on something else so you forget the pain... but this time with pleasure. To Brock's delight, my cunt started to squirt clear liquid which he lapped eagerly. I do not normally cum like that so the behavior was probably due to the prolonged arousal that I had felt since I went to bed. I felt completely helpless in that situation. Even though the orgasm was not the biggest one ever, it just kept going when Brock kept licking me off. I thought of running away or falling down to escape the sensations, but I could not will myself to find enough to do so. There I was, on my knees and on my head. Sobbing from the pleasure of involuntary climax. Brock had penetrated my pussy with his tongue only for a moment. After my sudden and wet orgasm, he was too busy to lap all the lady cum that was gushing out from my vagina. It took a while before he finally ended his assault on my pussy and started to focus on my soaked legs and on the living room floor where a lot of my juices had landed. And the timing could not have been better. My body was just about to go overdrive and force another climax, or set of climaxes, right after I had survived the first one. The tongue torment would have never stopped if Brock had realized that he could dig the liquid gold indefinitely from my pussy. I was gasping for air when I was finally granted a respite. I knew what had happened was wrong, but I was more surprised about it than shamed, "I was just tongue fucked to an orgasm by a fucking dog". I am not saying that I was happy about it, but I knew that I can live with myself. No one saw me and if anyone heard me they assume that I was just having a good time. If I had known better, I would have gotten up immediately and rethink my situation. But I was in no rush. I allowed myself to catch my breath and calm down from the non-consensual sexual act with my sister's dog. To be honest, I could not fathom that there could be an even more dangerous situation brewing. In my mind, I could get up at any second before things escalate again to another round of tongue fucking, so what's the harm to take it easy. "Hey! I actually got what I wanted, a nice and wet orgasm. Maybe "how" I wanted was not really what I had in my mind, but close enough.", I thought while still being in a little bit uncomfortable position on the floor. There was really no reason for me to even try to get the key today, I could do it in the morning after things had calmed down. I even laughed a little at my own stupidity, "Yeah, I could even get some actual protection and put some clothes up in the morning.". I talked to myself, 'Alright, I think we are done here.', and was planning to get up. I have been straining my abs during the whole time while I had been bent over and now they were killing me. I was slow to get up and that gave Brock enough time to react. He was not done, not anymore. He had gotten interested in "the game" just because of the intoxicating scent and taste of my pussy. But during his exploration into my vagina, he realized that he had actually found a female in heat. His dog brain did not care that we were not matching species. His own instincts were saying to him that he had a unique opportunity to breed and it was not something he was going to miss. Brock could not understand the bizarre position of the female who had her front legs behind her back. But otherwise, everything was looking ideal for mating. I felt his furry underbelly at the tip of my fingers and two paws taking support from my naked sides. Panic gripped my body when I realized that Brock had just mounted me. I was surprised to find his weight on top of my body, but it took me a moment to understand the severity of the situation. When he humped my backside for the first time, I suddenly realized what was happening. "Brock is trying to fuck me!", I screamed in my head. I could not have been more vulnerable in front of this assault. Brock's front legs prevented me to escape by falling and since I could not use my arms at all, I could not really struggle either. He had me pinned down under his muscular body. I was powerless to do anything else than shout loudly to Brock, 'STOP IT YOU FUCKING BASTARD!'. But the animal could not care less. He had found his rhythm and he replied to my protest by humping harder and harder. He thrust so strongly that the impact made my body slide on the floor. My knees were still on the pillow which slid easily on the top of the wooden floor. I would have imagined that being pushed like this was going to hurt my head and face. But luckily for me, my hair acted as a cushion. I have never been as thankful for having that much hair as I did at that moment. I might've been seriously hurt otherwise. I never could have believed that I would ever end up in a situation like this. My body was being pushed on the floor by a dog that was actively trying to screw me. I could not see between my legs from the awkward position where I was, but I started to feel his cock unsheathing from his loins. I had seen Brock's penis once or twice before and it was quite magnificent, but right now it was terrifying me. Each thrust pushed me further away from the middle of the room and each second brought a few more millimeters of growing cock closer to my glistening pussy. After a minute or two of this disgusting act, my head hit the side of my sofa. I had no idea what to do. There was no escaping from under a bigger and stronger being like Brock. And if he had been able to push his tongue into me, there was a solid chance that he would find a way to penetrate with his hardening doggy cock. By now I could clearly feel the shape of his cock which was trying to find my wet and warm hole. I felt him wildly poking all over my nether regions. I did not know how male dogs mate, but I felt that he had less accuracy compared to human males. However, I also understood that he would only need to locate my pussy once and he might not let go until he was finished. Brock was panting loudly when his loins kept smashing against my exposed backside. The level of effort he was putting into it, made it obvious that he wanted to have a piece of me. His drool was pooling on my naked back and streaming down to my neck. On a normal day, I would find this disgusting but today I had worse things to consider. The constant humping started to hurt my head which was uncomfortably being hit against the bottom part of the living room sofa. But I did not worry about my head for too long, there was something else that needed my attention, my sweet pussy. Brock was poking his hardened cock against my labia. He was being guided by the shape of my bottom as well as his own instincts. The pointy head of his cock was touching my vaginal opening and by then I knew my situation was hopeless. But I still begged, 'Please no... Not with a dog. Not with Brock... Please...'. And only two pokes later, his cock penetrated my tight pussy and filled me like never before. My screams launched from my lungs in mid-sentence, 'Pleas... AAAAAAAH! NOOOOO!', and then my cunt was violently spread open to accommodate the invader. The sheer size of the cock was unbelievable. I could not see the cock which violated me, but I could feel the girth stretching my walls. The initial penetration hurt me, but I was lucky that my body was quite prepared for this. My own arousal had kept me lubricated and so I was able to handle his cock physically. But in my mind, I was screaming. My sister's dog had just shoved his canine dick into my pussy in my living room. "How the hell something like this can happen?", I asked in my mind. But the situation was about to turn even more bizarre. Now that he had been able to bury his bone into me, Brock started to hump even harder. 'Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!', I moaned in the rhythm of the strong thrusts. I could not believe the sounds that were leaving my mouth. Brock was making me his bitch and my body went along for the ride. My pussy did not even care how the dog cock inside of me was still growing and further spreading my hole. In fact, it felt wonderful. I knew that I liked some weird stuff, but having a dog fucking me into submission was something that I was not mentally prepared for. Nothing as big had ever entered my pussy. Not only Brock was spreading my pussy, but he was also reaching further than any man or toy had ever reached. It was uncomfortable at first, but as I said, my inner sluttiness was embracing the feeling of being filled up. I had always loved the doggy style because I could feel my lover deeper than in missionary. It is only natural that dogs knew how to do the position in the best way possible. I was still screaming at the back of my head, but there was really nothing I could do. And I was afraid that soon I would not care about it. I could feel how the big dog was still picking up the pace and soon the level of stimulus would reach unbearable levels. I really did not want to climax while being taken by a dog. However, that was not up to me anymore. My breathing was becoming unsteady and I was feeling certain hotness spreading across my body. I had felt these sensations only a few times before and they were always preludes to a mind-breaking orgasm. The kind of orgasm, where you forget who you are and you wake up a few minutes later in the pool of your own drool. I have tried to reach that level of nirvana on my own, but so far I've only succeeded with a partner. I hated the idea that a dirty dog could trigger this kind of sensation inside of me. It was increasingly apparent that my body was calling the shots here and I could sense something big building within. I tried to speak, but only moans and grunts came out. It was right there that I realized that my sister's dog was going to make cum like a common whore. When I felt my toes curl up and convulsions beginning to ravage my body, I knew I would be descending to a new level of degradation. 'AAAAH! AAAAH! NO!', I moaned when the sensations overwhelmed me and I lost control. At the very moment when the first waves of humiliating climax struck my body, something clicked inside of me. I started to crave pleasure. In a trance, I found myself at fucking back. I did not want to admit it, but I tried to get Brock as deep into me as I could. Every time our loins smashed together, I fell deeper into the abyss. Orgasm after orgasm tortured my body and I had difficulties understanding who I was or who I was supposed to be. I just wanted to be bred and my pussy needed to be filled with the seed of my partner. My instincts kicked in and I could not stop my vagina from doing its best to squeeze the cock which was impaling me. At that moment, I really had become a bitch for a dog. Brock could understand the signals and doubled his efforts. He was not ready to empty his balls, but through centuries of evolution, he understood that his female was one step closer to receiving his seed. Even though my lower body was delighted by the extra sensations from Brock's doubled efforts, my head had started to hurt from being smashed at the bottom end of the sofa. I did not have many intelligent thoughts at this point, but subconsciously I did react to the pain. I tried to channel the force of the thrusts to my upper body rather than my head by bending my neck slightly. It was supposed to be a simple solution to a simple problem. However, due to the momentum created by Brock's strong loins, I could not keep my orgasm-ridden body in balance and I found myself tumbling forward. In a moment, I snapped out of the ecstasy and I shirked from surprise. Brock who was deep inside of me, could not prevent the sudden forward movement either. So, both of our bodies collided against the sofa. I was dazed by the series of orgasms, and from the tumble that I had just experienced. For a moment, I did not understand anything that had happened. To make sense of the situation, I opened my eyes. What I saw made even less sense. I saw the two hindlegs of Brock at both sides of my head, I saw his loins and big balls hanging right above my face, and finally, I saw my pussy being penetrated by the largest cock ever. I had always been flexible, but this was something I had not expected. The tumble had forced me on my upper back while my lower body was now right above me. It probably wouldn't be overly difficult to get in the position where your body is basically two-folded, but tumbling into one while being fucked by a dog is what made it difficult for my mind to grasp. I focused my attention on Brock and I saw how he was supporting his body by having his forelegs up on the sofa. He must've jumped on the sofa to avoid falling. This must've also been the reason why the sneaky dog had been able to keep his cock in my cunt through the whole incident. At least that is what I told myself. I did not like the idea that I had been gripping the cock with my pussy muscles so hard when I climaxed, that I would have helped him to maintain the copulation. This was a completely different situation now. When that bastard was taking me from behind, I could at least pretend to not know all the details. But this time I witnessed the beast forcing himself on me in horrific detail. For example, now I was able to see that his cock was much bigger than I had imagined. It was as wide as my wrist and longer than I could estimate right now. I could feel his dick deeper than anything else that ever had the honor of penetrating me, but he still had like 7-8 centimeters of hard tool outside of me. "Oh my fucking god! I can't handle that thing!", I thought when panic started to rush in. Next, I glanced at his huge testicles that were hanging very close to my face. And it was obvious that they were storing a ridiculous amount of canine sperm inside. The skin on his balls looked so tight that for a second I thought that they might burst on their own. Finally, I had a good look at my gaping pussy. The doggy cock had forced it as wide as it can be spread. Or so I thought back then when I had not yet experienced knotting. I saw how my pussy juices, and something whitish and thicker, were trickling downwards from my vagina. When the stream reached my erect clitoris, it quickly created a droplet that fell down to my tits. Only at a later date, I learned that the whitish liquid had been Brock's precum, which unknowingly by me, he had been shooting at and into me from the very beginning. It was like time had slowed down to allow me to study the nightmarish situation in detail. In my mind, the whole world had stopped for a moment. But that moment ended when I saw and felt Brock moving his loins again. The huge cock withdrew slowly from my sensitive vagina and just when I was about to see the pointy tip, he pushed it back inside as far it went. For Brock, my body was an ideal height for him to resume the unnatural bestial act he had started. Granted, even for him the position felt slightly off. His animal brain recognized doggy style, but not what one could call "reverse piledriver". But the feeling of a tight, warm, wet, and welcoming hole around his tool, was more than enough reason for him to continue. He started out slowly, but forcefully. I got the impression that he was trying to find a way to bury his cock deeper into me. The first several strong thrusts locked me into my place. My lower back was pushed against the side of the sofa, while my handcuffed hands fit narrowly under the space of heavy furniture. My legs were dangling above me and my knees were almost touching the floor. I could feel how my abs started to strain due to my body bending to this new position. But since I was pinned so perfectly between Brock's body and my living room sofa, there was nowhere to escape. I could only observe the violation of my vagina right in front of my face. Brock was now confident that he could screw me just as well as before, so he picked up the pace. He started driving his cock into me faster and harder. For me, everything felt so much more real this time around, because I was experiencing the bestial act with all of my five senses. My extremely wet pussy made loud sloshing sounds when Brock played hide the salami with my body. Focusing on the sounds made me realize that I had also quietly started to whimper from the pleasure. The previous series of climaxes might've been interrupted, but I was still very much aroused. I could also smell and taste our sex. The movement of his loins made our juices rain all over my face and boobs. I would have thought that smelling and tasting our liquids would have disgusted me, but at the moment I remember finding it quite exhilarating. With my eyes wide open, I was seeing my pussy being forcefully spread open by a huge, purple, and veiny cock. When something like that happens mere 30-40 centimeters away from your eyes, you will not forget it. That image is burned in my brain forever. And finally, just the feeling of being fucked in this position was unbelievable. Not only was he able to reach all the way to the far end of my vagina, but he was also able to touch my elusive G-spot. I have only been able to play with it with certain toys and even then it had been difficult. Now a goddamn dog was able to hit it with each thrust. I knew that before he was done with my body, I will experience something unforgettable. That thought terrified me, but I would be lying if I said that I did not feel some level of excitement as well. After a few minutes, I could no longer just whimper, I was squealing like a dirty hoe. 'Uuuh! Aaaah! Ooooh!', I howled when Brock kept seesawing his cock inside of me. It seemed that the "reverse piledriver" position was ideal for Brock. His loins were at the right height while his cock could not have been positioned in a better way for fucking me. In this way, he could hammer into me with force and speed which was incomparable. Every hard thrust made my body closer to inevitable. More and more of our love juices fell down my body and soon I was coated by the mixture. But I did not really care. All of my energy was used to keep some level of sanity. If this kept up, he would fuck my brains out. While I struggled, parts of me had already accepted my fate and just wanted the next orgasmic waves to wash through me. 'Someone... AAH! Ple...ase... hel...p... me! Ooh!', I mumbled, but no one replied. Brock was forcing me to become his bitch, and there was nothing I or anyone could do about it. I had no idea how much time had passed since I was forced into a position where I had to stare at my body being violated. It just might have been a short while, but it felt like Brock has kept his steady but rough pace for ages. Although I could not deny how aroused I was feeling, the screwing had taken a toll on my body as well. My abdominal muscles were about to cramp from being strained by being locked in this unnatural position for an extended period of time. I'm sure my body would have felt the pain even if I was just staying in that position, but it was far more excruciating since Brock was plowing his humongous cock into me. Then an idea occurred to me. An idea that ended up being a blessing and a curse at the same time. I looked at my dangling legs and figured that there might be a way to support my body. Since my knees almost touched the floor, I tried to use my feet and simply "stand". But cramps attacked my thighs at the very next second when the soles of my feet touched the floor. The other idea was trickier, but I did not feel that I had much choice on the matter. I could try to lock my legs behind his back. I admit that I was not a fan of the idea of "embracing" him while he was violating me, but at the same time, I felt that I could not last much longer. It was not particularly easy to move my legs behind Brock's back. My feet had been hanging above me since he started to piledrive me. By now those limbs were lacking the blood they needed for me to efficiently move them. Fortunately, right when I felt cramps creeping up on me, I found enough dexterity to do what was needed. It is funny when you are backed against the wall, you figure out a way to succeed. Or backed against the sofa... Anyway, I locked my ankles behind Brock's lower back and pulled my body against his to relieve the strain I was feeling. To my delight, I found out that my theory was absolutely correct. In the manner of a few seconds, the pain in my abs was disappearing. However, I had made a huge miscalculation. I had not realized that by pulling our loins together, I would be opening my body for even further probing. Brock's hard cock had been smashing against the entrance of my cervix without having any chance to penetrate further due to poor angle. But by easing my pain I had unknowingly helped him with his mission. The remaining several centimeters of hard cock that had not yet touched the walls of my vagina was suddenly shoved into me when the canine dick found the cervical entrance. The tight passage which separated my womb from my vagina was forcefully spread open by the pointy cock which lubricated its way forward with its precum. I screamed and cried when I realized that the beast had now conquered even my untouched uterus. And I was at least partly to blame for that. Either the time had reached a standstill or Brock had slowed down his pace, but I found out that I was able to make sense of my situation. My eyes were wide open when I stared in disbelief at how Brock's whole cock had now fully disappeared inside of me. He had me impaled. I had never even thought that something could reach so deep into me. Any other time, I would find the picture in front of me erotic. Seeing the union of you and your lover would be sensual. But having my sister's dog fully and forcefully embedded himself into me was a picture of nightmares. I had 25+ centimeters of doggy cock inside of me, and I could feel every single vein of that dick pulsating against my walls. Brock had recovered his balance. It was a pleasant surprise for him that he was finally able to feel himself fully inside the tight hole of the bitch. He had been nearing his limits for a while now. His loins had been preparing to release the contents of his testicles, but he had not reached the depth necessary to secure the knot. Until now I mean. He was now as deep in the bitch as he can reach. Younger dogs would have emptied their nuts already, but Brock knew better. Now he could allow his urges to fully take over and inseminate the willing female under him. It would have been enough for him to stay safely inside of me, make sure that knot grows, and lock us together. However, Brock's animalistic instincts took him over completely. He could not contain himself and started savagely hammering me into complete submission. The hard cock was being slammed into my pussy with a level of intensity that I had never experienced before. I was just a hole for the beast and he took full advantage of me. My pussy was so wet that it offered very little resistance to Brock's monstrous cock. Loud squelching sounds filled the living room when he ravaged my hole. He fucked me with such speed that I had hardly time to even see his cock when it withdrew and when it was plunged back in. But I felt every moment of it. Now that he had pierced his way through my cervix, he did not leave it alone. I do not know if it was luck or instinct, but he never pulled out so far that he could not find a way to push back into my baby-making factory. The pain that I had felt after the initial penetration had subsided quickly. But life was throwing more hardships in my direction. There was more pressure building right at my vulva. I could swear that he was still becoming bigger. Panic started to creep into me again when I was about to receive the next lesson about how dogs mated. There was something ball-shaped forming at the base of his cock. I learned later that it was called "knot" and it was accurately named. The knot is supposed to tie our bodies together. But at that very moment I could not care less what it was, I did care that it might tear my pussy. The pleasure, pain, and panic were rushing through my head. I could not think clearly anymore. I tried to reach the knot with my hands to prevent it to be inserted into me, only to realize that I was still in cuffs and my arms were under the sofa. There was nothing else to do than just see and experience the violation that Brock had prepared for me. At first, he had no difficulty fucking me with the knot of his, but after half a minute or so, it had grown quite big. He had to slow down, but he did not stop. Without any mercy, he kept stretching the entrance of my vagina. Whenever my pussy gave in and the ball was safely inside, I breathed in relief. But then I had to experience how my sensitive pussy was forced open again when he pulled back. It was not enough that I had to witness how he was molding my cunt, the knot was also able to scrape an increasing amount of our combined juices out of my vagina. And for my displeasure, it all rained down on me. I could not contain my moans and screams, so I surely got my share of the taste of it. 'PLEASE! AAAH! NO!!!! MORE! GOD! PLEASE!', I cried when Brock kept jackhammering me with his fist-sized knot. I had no idea how long could I last before my body gave out. But luckily, it never came to that. After a particularly difficult insertion, I saw my chance and I clenched my aching pussy as hard as still I could. I felt him trying to pull it out, but fortunately, he had grown too big. The knot sealed our bodies together and made sure that nothing would leave my vagina before he was done with what he was planning to do. I might've not had known about "knots", but I did know enough about mammals and males. I knew what came next. This also gave me a general idea what was the purpose of the knot. He was about to release the pressure from his balls and paint my insides with his sperm. I could not miss the noticeable twitches coming from the testicles that were hanging right next to my eyes. I took a closer look at his balls and I could not stop myself to think how much semen did he have in store. The skin on his balls was stretched so tight that it gave the impression of a small bowling ball. "Oh fuck... If he empties those into me, I will be cleaning myself daily for a week, and still... I don't think it is enough.", I thought to myself while I was recovering from violent fucking. Even though we were finally knotted, Brock was not done. His loins were still making his cock move inside of my pussy, but he was nowhere near forcible as he had been. In fact, the movement felt quite nice actually. While whimpering from the pleasurable sensations that I had not felt for a while, I looked closely at my pussy mound. More precisely, I stared at the shape of the knot which was clearly visible inside of me. Also, due to how my body had been bent, the cock itself was partially visible. I could not understand how something as big had been able to enter me. But now that it had, my body started to enjoy the feeling more than I was willing to accept. By now I had been in a constant state of arousal, but the pleasure had numbed down by the pain and the pressure of being penetrated with a fist-sized ball. Suddenly, it was like a switch had been flipped inside of me and pleasure started to fill the void that pain had left. Maybe what they say is right, it's a fine line between pain and pleasure. The same knot that had just made me cry, was now making me moan. The movement of the knot felt like there was a vibrator inside of me. Brock was making short jabs with his cock and that movement was about to break me. The sensation caught me by surprise. 'AAAH! FUCK...! ...ING! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OOOH!', I howled when I understood that I was nearing a climax. I faintly remembered how I had felt when Brock had made me cum last time. That time had been one of the strongest orgasms that I had ever experienced. But I knew that it would not hold a candle for the show which might happen soon. I had no doubt in my mind that I would pass out from the pleasure if Brock did not stop like right now. And yes, I knew that there was zero chance of that happening. I was so scared that I did my everything to fight against the sensation. In hindsight, my struggle only built up the pressure which was soon about to be released in a very violent manner. In the end, it was Brock who triggered my rapture. First I could hear him starting to pant harder than before. Then I could see how his balls started to twitch even clearer in front of my eyes. And finally, I felt how his gigantic cock started pulsating even harder than before. Vibration enough was making me mad, especially since the knot was right at my G-spot. The pump-like motion ran through his shaft and it further caress my delicate vaginal and cervical walls. By now I was already expecting what was going to happen. The dirty dog was about to fill my uterus and pussy with his seed, soiling my body from the inside. I was basically about to become cum dump for my sister's dog. Brock is going to make me his bitch. And those were the last, somewhat sensible thoughts that I can remember. When the first hot cumshot touched my insides, I lost it. 'NO! GOD! NO! PLEASE! AAAH! I'M...! CUMMING!!! UGH!', I screamed when an overwhelming orgasm messed me up. I could not contain my rapture at all. When the heat erupted from deep inside of me, I immediately released an obscene amount of female ejaculation on my own face. I squirted like never before and I stained myself completely. But I could not care. The hot canine sperm was filling my uterus and it made me climax with a burning passion. Convulsions ran through my limbs and my eyes rolled at the back of my head. I kept trashing my body to find an escape from the pleasure. I had already pushed my legs and loins as up as they go without dislocating my shoulders. But there was no way out of this mess. Not only I was perfectly pinned against the sofa, but the knot also made sure that I was forced to endure the mind-shattering series of orgasms until Brock was ready to dismount. 'AAAH! OOOH! NO!!! FUUUUCK! PLEA...SE!', I cried and prayed when my body was experiencing something that most women can only dream of. While I suffered through wave after wave of orgasmic bliss, Brock calmly kept pumping his seed inside of me. He did not care that it was a female human who he was filling up, he was just happy that he was able to assert his dominance over the bitch and breed her like she was meant to be bred. The knot had formed a perfect seal behind my vulva and made sure that not a drop of that fertile cum escaped. I had no control of the actions of my lower body at this point and thus my pussy was spasmodically milking Brock's cock. My stomach had started to swell from the torrent of cum, but he kept going. His testicles shivered when the pressure was being transferred to a new host. However, there was still an ample amount of white substance to be shot out. It would be only a matter of time before the cum pooling inside of me was going to reach critical mass and some of it was going to leak out via my cervix. Soon I could no longer form any understandable words. Voices that left my mouth varied between animalistic grunts and deafening screams. There was no doubt in mind that my neighbors heard everything. To this day, I hope they only thought that was a semi-violent gangbang happening at my apartment and not that I was being forced to climax due to being bred by a dog. By now, I was squirming due to the cramps happening all over my body. My position made it very difficult to relax from the very beginning, but it was next to impossible to try to calm down while I was cumming non-stop. There was no way to keep up with how many times I had been forced to climax at this point. When one ended, another one blasted through me. It was just one big blur for me. A long time later I started to calm down. I simply reached the point where my mind was not able to manage the rush of endorphins that was being released from my rolling climaxes. Brock had quite figuratively fucked my brains out. I was a drooling mess when my mind rebooted. I'm not sure if I had passed out, but at least I came very close to it. For most of my rapture, I had my eyes rolled behind my head so I was quite taken aback when I started to make some sense of what had happened to me. Even though I had released my legs behind Brock's muscular back at some point, I was tied to him. His cock was still very securely stuck in my pussy. The seal had partially given in and some of his seed was leaking out, and dripping on my body. I was already soiled by our juices so this made no difference. My stomach had swollen to a size that someone could think that I was 4 months pregnant. I tried to convince myself that since my lower body was still upside down some of the swelling can be explained with gravity... but it was quite difficult to lie to myself. I knew what Brock had done to me. Some after quakes still rocked my body while I was waiting for him to dismount me. I did not mind them since those took my mind off how sore I felt. Brock had ravaged my body so hard that I would not be able to move for a week. But even though, I was hurting all over, something had changed inside of me. I had been taken against my will, and on some level, I had liked it. Scratch that, I had loved it. I had cummed like never before, and there must be a reason for that. I did not love the idea that it was my sister's dog who had made me his bitch, but being fucked like a ragdoll without any human rights made me feel more alive than anything I had experienced during my adult life. The submissive thoughts scared and excited me. I was too messed up, physically and mentally, to be able to figure things out right now. I had to focus on getting myself out of this situation first. While I was contemplating how this experience was going to change me, Brock was trying to pull out. Sharp pain from my pussy woke me up. 'AAH!', I shrieked. The adrenaline of being fucked and used as a cum dump had started to wear down and even small movements made me squeal. And he was still anything but "small". Brock tried a few more times yanking his gigantic cock out from my sore pussy until he changed tactics. He proceeded to jump down from the sofa and turned his massive body around so we ended up being butt to butt. 'AAAAH! STOP!', I yelled when I felt my pussy stretching from the movement. 'PLEASE! DO NOT MOVE BROCK!', I ordered him. To my surprise, he actually listened. My words had not had much effect this night, but I was glad we finally found something that we could agree with. Although he had just made me see stars, I was still quite impressed that Brock was able to move his body like that while being tied to me. "That is one flexible cock...", I thought to myself while waiting for him to deflate his cock and vacate the premises. After waiting for 15 minutes, I was about to fall asleep. Brock had not nudged his tool after dismounting me and my body started to feel the strain of a long and rough night. I was in that in-between phase where you try to keep your eyes open, but it is becoming increasingly difficult to do so. That is why I was completely unprepared when Brock suddenly did pull his monster cock from my pussy with one strong tug. Before I could even yell from the sudden sting radiating from my sensitive pussy, a deluge of canine sperm rained down on my tits and face. The whole floor, and me with it, was now completely stained by our extracts. I was busy coughing the cum out from my mouth while making an effort to get up as soon as possible. It was not an easy feat because of how sore I felt, and because how my hands were still very tightly cuffed behind my back. I struggled a bit, but I was able to get myself to a sitting position next to the sofa. I had to wipe my face on the sofa cushion so I could even see through Brock's cum. On any other day, I might have been curious about the amount of semen one dog can hold in his balls, but tonight I had witnessed enough already. Adding insult to injury, when I got up, the cum just kept leaking out from me all the way to the bathroom. Next hour or so I did my best to wash my pussy, legs, tits, hair, face... the list goes on. Every part of my body felt tender or sensitive. And I found out how difficult it actually is to wash while being handcuffed. Not to even mention how difficult it is to dry yourself... Needless to say, I gave up after a while and went to bed. I thought about trying to get rid of the handcuffs and clean the mess Brock and I made, but I did not have any energy left in my body. I did my best to move the semi-wet hair out from my face so I could see and exit the bathroom. I saw Brock outside, but he paid me no attention. He was lapping the pool of our love juices from the floor. "Guess that mess handles itself.", I joked in my head. Seeing Brock, made me remember what had happened. Mixed feelings raged inside my mind and I immediately ran away to my bedroom. I could not deal with that right now. I convinced myself that it will be easier in the morning. After closing the door and getting on the soft bed, it took me mere seconds to fall asleep. Not so surprisingly, I dreamt of being fucked over and over again with no chance of escaping. I kept seeing how every hole of my body was being filled with cocks and then dirtied with cum of my violators. After the restless night, I woke up at noon. I was slow to get up... until I remembered what had happened last night. During my sleep, more of Brock's cum leaked out from my pussy and then dried on the sheets of my bed. But that was not the most alarming thing I found out when sitting up. The door to my bedroom was wide open. I am sure that I closed it before I fell asleep. I turned around to see Brock waiting at the side of my bed. His eyes were demanding, one might call dominating. I felt something primal inside of me, an urge to please and obey. I whimpered 'No... No...', when I subconsciously opened my legs. Satisfied by the behavior of the bitch, Brock climbed to the bed. ***** Thank you Sarah6969 for the inspiration for this story. It has been most exhilarating to use what you have shared to make this tale. Especially I appreciated the personal elements you gave which added some facts to this fiction. Thank you. *****

Hey there, my name is Vance. Typical youth about to graduate high school. Just turned eighteen and was enjoying the last days of my summer vacation. Well, I was to an extent. See, I lived in a home with my mom, a woman who was a godsend to children. Seriously, I could get away with murder and if she knew some of the things I did when she wasn't around. I loved my mother, but she was a full-time nurse and often overtime nurse. See after my dad left when I was eight, my mother had handled everything he abandoned. After completing her degree, a house, two vehicles, and student debt crushed her. Determined to give me the right life, she kept all of it and worked nonstop almost. I'm sure it has been tough on her, but somehow, she still managed to be there for me. So I'm sure you are going, so what Vance, what's up? Well, I'll tell you. That is the purpose of this recounting right? See, I live in suburbia. My house was the second to the last on the block, which left an empty house next to ours, or well it was until about three months ago. We had a new neighbor that I hadn't met yet. Course, I had seen her. Our neighbor was a group dead beauty. From a distance, I saw that she had smooth legs, tan skin and a body that she regularly hid under baggy sweaters, which only added to her allure. Who hasn't been the nosy neighbor? For a week, I watched her and movers fill the house with various sized boxes and furniture. Whoever she was, she had money. I watched statues go in, covered painting canvases and not too mention the giant diesel truck she had. That truck would roar when started, making so much noise it was impossible to ignore as it sped away down the streets. It would return late at night, an important reason I assure you. One night, the roar awoke me from my sleep. I was about to pass out again, snuggled so nicely in the mink blanket I had when I heard a scream. You ever hear a random scream in the middle of the night? You try to ignore, convincing yourself it was nothing as your heart races in startled fear. Takes forever to calm down. My eyes were about to close and take me off to dreamland when another scream sounded. A noise that pushed me to get up and to look outside. Under the glow of a full moon, I saw nothing at first. Drowsy, I was about to turn away when my eyes spotted something. There, next to my neighbor's pool was a dark spot. It was out of the ordinary and I blinked a few times to see that it was still there. It was, and something else was too. From the shadows, I swear two silver orbs watched me. I blinked and blinked to make sure, but they were gone. Feeling altogether panicked, I went back to bed. When I awoke in the morning, I ran to the window to see. The morning sun was already up and bright, but there wasn't a dark spot next to the pool. Instead, my neighbor was lounging next to the pool naked. I wasn't a virgin and had seen a girl naked before, but my neighbor, well she got a brand new admirer that day. She was always there to give me an unknowing show. I even got to see the dark points of her nipples once, mouth-watering. Then one day, at what seemed random, my mother wanted to meet our new neighbor. That Saturday, which was the only day of my mom had that week; she dragged me out to see out the neighbor, the woman I had been spying. The walk over, my mom made me swear to be friendly and polite, talking about how much it would be great if they got along with the neighbor. I suppose it was because after my dad had left us, with work, she didn't have many friends or even time for them. The walk over felt like my mother knew that I had been spying on my neighbor. She was making me face the music. Though she had never said anything, I worried about being caught. Out neighbor answered the door, wearing a shimmering red sweater and khaki pants, that hugged her body and showed off her curves. She had a weird look on her face as if the idea of visitors was "Hey there, I'm Melinda, and this is my son Vance. We live next door." "Oh hey, I meant to come by and introduce myself. Come in. I'm Dana." Dana turned around, and I noticed how her black hair went past her ass. An ass that was swinging with each step. My mother followed in, and I took a second to recuperate my senses before head in too. When the door closed, the scent of woods assaulted my nostrils. Neither woman was visible, and so I stayed in the main hallway, studying the pictures hanging on the walls. There were paintings, not pictures of our neighbor or family. One picture looked like a four-pane window. Each panel held a picture of the same nature scene except in different seasons. The next picture was a weird one. I knew it was supposed to be a tree canopy, but swirls of various shades of green drew the eyes to something. There was a hidden image, a face. "Interesting isn't it?" Dana's voice, as sweet and melodic as it was, made me jump. She was laughing by the time I came up to look at her. "What the-" "Hey now, you're a guest Vance. Bad language in front of a lady is bad luck." "I uh, apologize." "Apology accepted." Her eyes were a gorgeous hazel, with flecks of gold in them. They watched me, and suddenly I had a feeling of being prey looking at the face of a predator. I'm pretty sure she even licked her lips. "Your mother is very kind." "Yeah, she is just busy a lot." "Nurses are like that. I did invite her over to some wine whenever she wants." "That's very sweet of you." "I'm a nice woman Vance," she said, smiling. I saw that she took good care of her teeth, but her canines were exceptionally larger. Nice or not, she was hungry and dangerous. Suddenly I remembered that red spot next to the pool. Whatever Dana was about, it was dangerous. I was about to say something, somehow bring it up, but the sounds of my mother;s footsteps snapped up both looking into the direction she would be emerging. She came into the hall smiling. "You guys met, I'm glad. Vance, Ms. Banes tells me she is a business woman." "Please call em Dana." "Okay Dana, but Vance will keep the formalities. He is, after all, addressing an adult." I'm sure that if I pointed out that I was too, my mother would accost me for such. "It's time to go, though. Thank you, Dana, for the hospitality. If you need anything, here is our home phone. Call anytime." My mother walked by and prepared to leave. "It was nice to meet you, Ms. Banes." "Likewise Vance." I turned and left with my mother. My mom was excited about our neighbor and went on about her. The few things I picked up is that she was excited about having a possible friend so close. Unbeknownst to her, that meant the there was a chance that our neighbor would be visiting in our house too. Excitement filled me, and my mother bade me farewell before disappearing into the house to get ready for work. She had the day off but had picked up a short shift after another nurse called. I murmured my okay and went up to my room and sat at my desk. There were games to play. Night had fallen while I was playing and I by the time I checked the clock, I realized that I had stayed up way later than I meant too. It was past midnight. Shutting off the television and game system, I went to look at my neighbor's house. Lights illuminated the backyard. A first in all the times that I have looked over. Maybe she was having a party. I caught movement and I looked over to the pool to see Ms. Banes swimming in the pool. She was in the middle of the pool treading water and facing away from me. The moon reflected off the water, and she was basking in it. That was when she turned to look back at the house, and her eyes shimmered. I thought it was just something my mind. A naked man appeared to form the back of the house and walked to the edge of the water. I saw the shimmer of her eyes move from me to him. They were chatting, but something bad must have transpired. Suddenly, without warning, my neighbor was surging out of the water towards him. The leap ended in a tackle, and he screamed suddenly. They disappeared around the house and after a few seconds, she reappeared quickly facing towards the water, but I was left gasping when she turned around. Blood covered the front of her. She was licking her fingers, but that wasn't unnerving to me. With her other hand, she waved at me. I closed my eyes in disbelief. My neighbor was a murderer and a psycho that ate people. When my eyes opened again, she was gone and utter fear went trough me. What the shit? In a flash, I closed the window blinds and rushed through the house to lock the doors. I clutched my cell phone and found myself sitting on the couch and waiting. Somehow through all the horror movies, I knew she would be over. There was no reason she wouldn't be here, according to my years of horror watching, and so I waited for the inevitable part where that door would shatter, and she would enter. Visions of "Here's Johnny," flashed through my mind, except with a girl's voice and an ax. The door never shattered open, but instead, there was a knock. An innocent a light tap on the wood. Not at all intimidating actually but it made me almost piss myself in utter fear. Slowly I approached the door, heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I took the chance to peer through the peephole, even though I knew it would be her. It was. She was wearing a grey sweater now, with white pants. My only thought was,"Man at least she dressed up hot to kill me but the blood is going to ruin those pants." The seconds felt like hours as I stood there. "I know your there Vance. Open up," she said. There wasn't any malice in the words, but it sounded if she was amused. I am pretty sure I was "sweating like a whore in church" as the saying goes. My hand was shaking as the deadbolt clicked to the unlocked position. My body was at the point of seizure when I slowly turned the knob and pulled the door open. She was rocking on her heels with her hands behind her back. Her smile was beautiful, and those eyes still had that silver shimmer in them. No words between us, but I just stepped aside, inviting her into my home and certainly to my death. She walked passed, and I got the sweet smell her perfume. It was enough to calm my fears a bit and brought some tingling of excitement. I closed the door as softly as I could manage. I guess if I were about to die, no noise would be great. I don't know, just seemed more manly to face your death head on, even though I was shivering like a small dog. Turning away from the door, I felt sharp nail dig into my neck as I was lifted and head my head slammed against the door. By instinct, I had my eyes squeezed shut, awaiting the strike that would surely disembowel me. After a few seconds, I slowly opened them. Her grip was making it hard to breathe, and as light filtered in, I was greeted by her silver glowing eyes. Inches from my face her eyes beamed with amusement. "Are you scared?" she asked. Her voice was a whisper. I tried to nod my head, but with her grip, it was impossible to accomplish. "You leave me surprised there Vance, not something that has happened in a very long time." With that said, she slowly lowered me and slowly let her grip loosen. I gasped in relief when her fingers released me. Then in a flash, she had my head pushed to the side and licked up the blood from my neck from where her claws had dug in. The there was a sharp pain, and then I felt a pull as she sucked my blood. She was a vampire and was there to suck me dry. There were weird movements from her mouth, and she pulled away laughing. "A vampire? I can walk in the daylight," she said. Her snorts of laughter were cute. "Um, yeah" I replied. I was rubbing my neck and found that whatever wounds were there before, had been healed. Astonished, I wanted to ask what had happened. Was she a witch? "A witch?" Then she was in my face again. "Try werewolf." "A-a-a werewolf?" "Yes, you know, full moon, monster of the night. Howls a lot." "What are you gonna do with me?" Her eyes lit up, and her grin got even bigger as she took a step towards me. Clawed hands grasped my cheeks and pulled me into a deep kiss. Her tongue darted into my mouth, and I was frozen in delight to feel her soft lips on mine. Eventually, the shock wore off, and I returned the kiss vigorously. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her in close. It seemed like the kiss was gonna lead to more, but as my hands started pulling the bottom of her sweater up, she pulled away and walked down the hall away form me talking. "Follow me pup" she demanded. "I want you to know that you are one lucky boy." I agreed with that statement. Fact that I got kissed instead of meeting St. Peter, spoke volumes of how lucky. Following, I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass. This time, her hair had been bundled and sat over her shoulders so that the view of her behind was unobstructed. We went into the living room, where she sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. I joined her but stared at the wall, trying to piece together what was happening. "Vance, you are being rude. Look at me." My gaze turned towards her, and I was astonished to see her eyes drastically different from earlier in the day. They weren't hazel with golden flecks but instead were silver. Dangerous, I felt like a deer looking into headlights. "So to answer your question and to ease some of your fear, it is up to you if I kill you," she stated. "See, I can outright just rip your throat out. You are pretty tasty, but killing you presents me some issues. I would have to move and honestly, I don't want to. I like your Mom, and I like this city. Unless you call the police." Crap. I never even thought of that. "So there are two issues. One, what to do with you and another I will explain shortly. You want to live, and I can make that happen." "I give you my word; I won't say anything." "I believe you for now, but threats tend to fade over time. That leaves me with having to buy your silence." "I uh, don't want money." "Now, but you have been watching me. I know what you want and am willing to say yes. All your teenage dreams about the girl next door come true for your silence and cease spying on me." Maybe I should have felt elation. Instead, I felt guilt. Somehow, I had managed to blackmail my neighbor. Though in retrospect, I think she was reversing that role. I thought about the great offer, but it was one I didn't want. For some odd reason, I had the insight to see that one taste would just lead me wanting and longing for more. "No," was what I managed to say and I swore a growl escaped her lips. "I mean, it's not a good idea, as well as the killing me option too." "How so?" she said, and there was the sound of annoyance in her voice. "Well, I uh, well, watch you. I've..." I was struggling with the words. More than once I had masturbated to her. I mean, walking around naked like that, who wouldn't? "You beat off to me?" she giggled and then put a hand on my shoulder. I must have blushed too heavily because she began laughing uncontrollably. For a threatening monster, she was easy with her laughter. "I uh." "It's okay Vance. I can understand, so is that it?" "No. Accepting your offer leaves me with a major issue. I get you once, but then, it's engrained in my memory. I would never be able to stop spying and honestly, I would be continual lust after you." She was quiet and looked like she was rethinking her offer. "I also can only say that if you killed me, all of what you said would transpire. Can I ask you a question?" "Yes..." "Why would a werewolf want to live in a house?" I was surprised to her look of astonishment. "That is a complicated matter. I can tell you later about it." "So you decided?" "On what to do with you? No, that was your job." "I am at an impasse." "I could turn you," was what she finally said after more silence. It was a statement that floored me and how quickly such a monstrous beauty would offer it. "Um, well that would work," I said. "Of course, it would. It's perfect, but there is the other issue still." "What's that?" She was silent, but I began studying her sweater. It was with lines, and I could tell thick, but I noticed that her nipples were outlined in the fabric. "They are sensitive you know." Her nipples?" "Yes." "Can you read minds?" "Not just any mind, only yours." "Why?" Smiling, she moved towards me on the couch. Her warm breath smelled of mint and I watched as she pursed her lips. Hormones raging, I figured what the hell. Time to take the plunge. The kiss was passionate, more so than the one when she first entered the home. Our tongues interlocked in a war in each other's mouths. The kiss eventually tapered off, but the sexual tension had only gotten worse. She broke the kiss, and I moaned in disappointment. "You're so innocent, and it's sweet," she said. "Werewolf cougar, great." "Cougar or not, once I begin to change you, we become mates." "Mate?" I asked in disbelief. "Mmm yes." "Why?" "You know nothing of werewolves, but for now, because as far as I am aware, werewolves can only read the mind of a mate. Mates, like a soulmate, are rare, like finding a needle in a haystack. This situation isn't my idea of want either, but I am not gonna give up the opportunity of being with my mate." "All of this for me because you can read my mind?" "Essentially, yes. If that weren't present, you would be dead. Weeks ago actually." "So that means after you change me, we are stuck together forever?" "It sounds awful when you say it like that." "No um, wait it's not that um." "Look I can wait for you," she interrupted me. "Do what?" I was confused by the offer. "I can wait, let you finish school, go to college, you know, have a few girls your age." It was my turn to laugh. "No, it's not that at all. I'm flattered, but let's face it, if I were with any other girl, you would rip them to shreds. Plus, I am not a virgin." "Good, that means you can pleasure me too." We both laughed. Maybe mine was uneasy, but as I watched her smile and enjoyed herself, the tension evaporated. What was a monster had become a goddess now in my eyes? "Haven't even seen me naked yet, and you think I'm a goddess?" I was about to answer when she lifted her sweater up and tossed it to the side. "It's better if you touch them. They are real." I had seen breasts before, what teenage boy hadn't. But hers, they were globes of perfectness. I reach out slowly, feeling the heat of each mammary before they reached the flesh. I could see blue veins on the tops through the golden skin. I squeezed them softly, testing their firmness. They were massive and very perky. Each nipple was thick and my mouth watered. "Never seen a pair like this before have you?" "No, never. They are perfect beyond compare." "You can compliment a lady you know. You deserve a treat." "Wait this isn't one?" Laughing, she moved around until she had me pushed onto my back. "Vance, may I?" "May you what?" I felt her hands on my crotch. Understanding, I looked down into her silver eyes and just nodded. Feeling a tug, I lifted my ass up, and she shimmied my pants down. "Oh my Vance, you are going to be an incredible mate." Great, compliment on my size. I thought it was too small, but then my fears disappeared as soon as she gripped it at the base. "Ready for your treat?" Was she gonna blow me? What the hell? I would have thought a treat meant seeing her chest, or at the most, naked up close. Nope, she was licking my dick now, making me moan in pleasure. "You like that?" I was about to answer, but then she chose that moment to engulf my cock. There were cries of pleasure from me. Never before had I felt the swirls of a tongue of the head of my member. Then I felt the warmness sink-down my length. Buried in her throat, I wondered briefly of how a werewolf found itself knowing these expert things. The heat disappeared. "I am no slut, Vance. I am a woman, however." "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking that." "Not yet," she said. The second time her mouth enveloped my hardness once again, and her tongue pressed hard against the glans of my cock. Shuddering and moaning, it wasn't long before her efforts pushed me over the edge. It was like she knew and as the pleasure peaked finally. Each spurt of cum into her mouth never made it past her lips. She sucked eagerly and even rolled my balls around to get every drop that she could. All of the tensenesses left my body. "That was intense," I said finally. My heart was racing and then she did something I had never experienced with another woman. She laid herself across my and cuddled with me on the couch. Other girls that I had been with had never done cuddled for a few reasons. One, they often were too afraid to do such actions in any home, so often they were done in cars. Two times was a thing that was never enough. "I like you, Vance." I felt her finger drawing lines on my chest. We could have stayed like that for however long she wanted, but then she perked up. "Your mother's home." "What?" "I have to go pup. We will talk soon. Oh, and one more thing." She kissed me hard. "She got up to get her sweat, and she wasn't wearing her pants. Just yellow panties. "When did you?" "Take them off? Awhile ago. You could have had me tonight Vance, but I got greedy with other things." "Oh." "Don't despair; I have one more gift for you." She was behind the couch and bent over to grab her pants. When she came up, those yellow panties sailed through the air and landed on my face. "Gotta run, enjoy those." And she ran towards the back door. As soon as that door closed, the front door opened. My mother came in, and I adjusted my clothes quickly before she walked in on me within an embarrassing situation that needed explanation. Barely getting the panties stuffed into my pocket, I greeted my mother as she entered the room.

The opportunity was perfect. Our parents were out for one of their weekly movie and dinner dates, so they wouldn't be home for a few hours, leaving me and my older brother Cody to our own devices. My plan was to fulfill my long time fantasy of fucking the family dog! Our black pit-bull terrier, Bones, had been eating me out for a few months now, and I was ready to take things to the next level. Cody had walked in on Bones licking out my cunt a few weeks ago, and told me that he wouldn't tell our parents on the condition that I'd let him watch me and the dog fuck one day. I'd planned to fuck the dog one day anyway, and could use some help the first time around, so that was no problem. The time had come! Cody was eager to help me make my fantasies become reality. Cody, being of legal drinking age, offered me one of his beers to ease my nerves in preparation of finally losing my virginity -- to the family pet! He turned on the big-screen living room TV and soon a porno was playing, porn actresses' moans echoing through the house. My brother cheered as a huge-titted porn star's face was nutted on by one of the male porn stars. I watched from the kitchen, sipping my beer and petting Bones on the head. He sniffed under my short flowered dress, inhaling the scent of my bald, bare pussy, making my nipples harden and goosebumps break out all over my arms. I spread my legs for him to get a better whiff of my scent, feeling my pussy tingling with the coolness of his breath. He reached his tongue out and licked at my slit like I'd trained him so well to do. I threw my head back for a moment, nipples rock hard, knowing the time to fuck was near. In the living room, Cody had prepared a blanket and there was a pair of socks next to it for the dog, so he wouldn't scratch me while we fucked. Cody changed the porno to a different one, and my eyes were glued to it as the scene focused on a schoolgirl with a huge Rottweiler eating her pussy out while she was sprawled out on the floor, screaming and moaning. After licking her cunt to orgasm, the beast was soon mounting her from behind, thrusting its prick around her ass and cunt. I shivered, knowing I too would soon feel dog cock against my warm sex. Bones looked calm, panting cheerfully while Cody and I watched the movie. My pussy got even wetter as I watched the dog prick penetrate the girl's cuntlips on our high definition TV, the beast eagerly starting to pound into her, then dragging her all around the room while she squealed and whimpered. It had a firm grasp around her slender hips as it slammed into her, its balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. Her pussy looked swollen with dog cock. I sat down on the couch and called Bones over to me, spreading my legs for him. He was very well trained, and began licking my clit immediately. There was a huge bulge in Cody's pants as he switched between watching the dog eat me out and the girl in the video getting dog-fucked. Bones licked from my clit down to my asshole. I held my legs as wide open as I could, which was pretty wide, since I'd been doing all kinds of gymnastics since I was a little kid. His tongue pried deep into my hole, slurping up my cunt juices, and I felt an orgasm building up inside me. I pulled off my little sundress so that I was nude on the couch, and began playing with my hard nipples, gasping with pleasure while the dog ate me out. The movie was hot; my brother was always getting all kinds of hot sex videos for us to watch -- that's how I got turned on to the idea of dog fucking. He pulled his cock out and stroked it as the porno played on, the girl now getting knotted by the huge dog. She was moaning loudly as the beast's thrusts slowed. In between my own legs, Bones was eagerly tonguing my clit, and I was shaking as my orgasm began. I held my cuntlips open for the dog and his tongue parted my cuntlips and slurped back over my clit. My brother was rapidly stroking his prick to the scene on TV and in the living room. As Bones continued thoroughly soaking my cunt, I screamed as my orgasm surged through my body. Bones didn't stop, I had to push him away as I struggled to catch my breath. In the movie, the dog became still over the girl, who sounded like she was crying while being knotted to the large beast. Cum was dripping out of her knotted cunthole and down her legs. The animal's huge balls swung at her ass with every movement. Cody's prick was raging by now, so I got down on my knees in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. I'd sucked him off a few times recently, he had trained me to suck cock well. He would return the favor to me, eating my pussy to sleep some nights. I took his purple cockhead in my mouth slowly, making him moan. After gently sucking the tip, I began swallowing more of his prick in my mouth, running my small hands over his steel hard shaft and cupping his balls. He watched the movie while I sucked him. In the porno, the dog was struggling to break free from his human bitch, making her scream. The animal tried a few more times and finally managed to pull his raging cock and knot from her gushing hole. Cum flooded out of her cunt; her thighs became covered with the sticky white fluid. The prick that was inside the girl looked an angry red color, with a big, swollen, veiny purple knot that was at least the size of an orange. As the cum oozed from her cunt, Cody unloaded his own seed deep inside my throat. I choked it down, every drop. Bones had begun licking my pussy from behind while I was kneeling on the floor, and I got down on all fours to give him better access to my holes. He licked into my asshole, and I played with my clit while he did so. Cody was playing with my nipples. Another dog sex scene was beginning; apparently the movie was a compilation of hot dog scenes. Now there was a room filled with a several petite Asian women, each one with a leash around her neck, each on a mat on the hard floor, each one with a dog eating her cunt. It looked like they were in a gymnasium. The cameraman walked from one mat to another, filming the raunchy couplings. There were lots of moaning and squeals of pleasure throughout the large room. Dog cum flowed freely from the women's cunts. I was nearly delirious with lust. Cody was watching the dog movie while he fingered my twat, his cock refusing to subside. I felt I was ready for a pounding. For a few years I'd been penetrating myself with various phallic objects, like cucumbers. And while vegetables were moderately pleasurable, I longed to be dominated. Behind me Bones was still licking my hot sex; I was soaked from thighs to ass. His pink prickhead had emerged a few inches from his sheath. Moving my cunt away from the dog for a moment, I positioned myself on the blanket on my hands and knees, facing the TV so I could get a good view of the dog fucking Asians. Bones came up near my face and I reached out and started rubbing his sheath, feeling his prick stirring. He was panting happily. The prick emerged again, pink and shiny, with red veins throughout. It was tapered, coming to almost a point at the end, looking very hard, definitely harder than my brother's cock (which was the only cock I'd seen to date in real life). I'd seen Bones humping things randomly, but I'd never seen his entire prick. The dog started humping my hand excitedly the more I rubbed him. When a few inches of the prick had come out, Cody suggested I taste it. Tentatively I licked out at the pink prickhead and stroked it with my hand, encouraging another inch of emergence and more humping. After a few moments, Bones walked away from my face and began pacing around me. Cody led him behind me, and the dog again sniffed at my juicy cunt. My cunt that had yet to be penetrated by a living creature. I shuddered as the cold nose investigated my sex. Bones was ready to seek out a hole for his prick. He suddenly jumped up on my back, causing me to collapse under his muscular body. I felt his bone-hard cock stabbing at my asscrack, and I worried for a moment he might fuck my asshole. He couldn't find a hole, and jumped off, which allowed Cody to put some socks on his front paws. After doing so, Cody guided the animal back on top of me, the dog again crushing me under his weight. His front legs instinctively wrapped around my lower belly, holding me tight against him. I could feel him put his head against my shoulder, and felt him thrusting his prick fruitlessly. I gasped as I felt the prick rub against my slit. Then against my ass crack again. On screen, the Asians were all being fucked, almost a dozen of them on the gym mats, dogs thrusting or knotted inside them. Dog cum leaking all over. It was hot. My brother stepped up to help Bones get his cock inside me, positioning the tapered prickhead against my warm cuntlips. Cody, holding the cock firmly, teased my cunt with it, rubbing the prick all along my slit but not letting the dog penetrate me. Bones began whining though, eager to fuck, and Cody suddenly let go of his prick. Instantly Bones slammed himself inside me, his cock ripping through my cunt walls, making me cry out. His cock sought out my womb; I felt it growing with each rapid thrust. The pace was that of a jackhammer. My C-cup breasts slammed against my chest with his thrusts. I could feel the prick reaching for my cervix, growing longer, with his knot swelling up at the base of his prick. In minutes I was out of breath, being pushed forward with Bones' powerful pounding. On the TV, the cameraman was zooming in on one of the stuffed Asian pussies. A large dog was knotted securely to the moaning, writhing bitch, its cum seeping out of her well-fucked twat. Her pussy was literally bulging, she was so full of cock and knot. I was looking forward to being knotted myself. My moans filled the house along with the sounds of the porno and the squelching sounds of the expanding prick inside my wet walls. Bones was so powerful, his huge body draped over me, pushing me down to the carpet. With each thrust, I was pushed further along the living room floor. Cody's dick was hard as a rock, and he was stroking it while watching me and the porno. In the porno, the cameraman was going from pussy to pussy, showing each cunt knotted to a dog with dog sperm gushing out of their stuffed hole. I felt my orgasm building up, feeling helpless under the powerful pounding and weight of our family dog, my pussy being completely dominated. The knot was pressing against my pussy opening and against my clit, making me howl with pleasure. Bones was panting hard against my back with his intense efforts. It was incredible. His prick had extended and reached deep inside me, deeper than any cucumber I'd stuck inside me. My orgasm started at the tips of my toes and surged throughout my body, my cunt pulsating around the hard member, making me scream all kinds of obscenities. The orgasm felt like it went on for a full minute. With my cunt so lubricated from my arousal by this point, I felt his knot begin to slip inside my pussy walls. My already stuffed cunt began to feel even fuller as it was invaded by the large knot. The prick was searing my insides, hot and hard, seeking to spawn life. Further inside the knot went; I cried out in pleasure and mild pain. Cody jacked his dick furiously. We were paying no more attention to the movie. The pounding of my cunt went on, making me so breathless I thought I might pass out. The knot was inside me a few inches by now, the prick fully grown and pulsing within my hot cunt walls. I moaned while my pussy was smashed again and again by the large beast. Its balls slapped against my ass now that his sex was completely inside me. Delirious, I fucked back against the animal, moaning as his large balls slapped my stuffed, hyper-aroused pussy. The knot had swollen even more, and I swear when I pressed my hand against my lower abdomen while rubbing my clit I could feel the dog meat inside me. With the knot now a few inches inside me, the prickhead stuck securely up in my womb, the balls slapping against my engorged cuntlips and me simultaneously stroking my hard clit, and my brother jerking his cock at the sight of me and the pit-bull fucking like animals, I exploded again in an intense orgasm, my face flat against the carpet. I didn't think I could take much more, the sex was so intense. My insides felt entirely stuffed. Suddenly, while firmly stuck to me, Bones became still, his balls swinging to a stop against my ass. I felt his prick jerk inside me a few times, and then it erupted. I moaned loudly as my insides were entirely flooded with the dog's hot seed. It washed all up inside me, its knot plugging it all in. The hot sperm in addition to the hard prick and giant knot made me cum again. The balls swung at my ass again as I convulsed from my orgasm, feeling the explosion of cum continuing inside of me. Cody got up close, examining my filled cunt. "Oh my God, Cody, ohhh my God," I said weakly. "Oh, fuck, he's cumming in me now, oh man... shit it feels so fucking good," I said as I gasped. "He is literally flooding my womb with his cum, it's so hot..." Cody was so turned on that he too exploded, his cum shooting out all over himself and the floor and me and the dog. He had to sit down after cumming so hard. Meanwhile, Bones was knotted to my cunt, his cock pulsating with its last spurts of cum in my womb. It was amazing, the hot cum bathing my womb. I felt it gushing around in me, plugged up by the dog knot. Bones was panting hard, still holding me tight. My ass was up in the air, knotted firmly to the family dog. The cum was beginning to seep out of my over-filled pussy, dripping onto my clit. My cunt was completely inundated with cum. I rubbed the dog sperm against my hard clit, and soon climaxed again. I was so exhausted that after the orgasm subsided, I passed out. When I came to, the dog was trying to free himself from my cunthole, making me cry out. Cody was trying to give me some water. Sperm dripped out of me as Bones tried desperately to remove his huge sex organ from my womb. He turned ass to ass with me, my cunt bulging with his cock and dog prick. I shrieked as I felt the cock tear out of my womb and out my pussyhole, the copious amounts of sperm that had been injected into me oozing out all over the carpet. It was all over my legs, my feet, the blanket, not to mention my brother's cum all over the place, too. Bones' prick was long, like 8", and the knot looked like the size of an orange or small grapefruit! It was completely coated with sperm and my cunt juice. My entire lower body was totally cum-covered. I reached down and felt my gushing pussy, my cuntlips engorged from all the stimulation. Globs of cum filled my hands. Bones was panting in the corner, his prick retreating back into the sheath. Cody and I smiled widely at each other -- we had some serious cleaning up to do before our parents came home! My pussy was a little sore, but it was definitely ready for more dog fucking action. I could tell I was already becoming addicted to dog sex, already looking forward to my next fix!

At 36 years old I was going through a messy divorce. That doesn’t seem unreasonable by today’s standards, but at the time it was almost unheard of. Honestly it could’ve been worse and I could’ve divorced him the first TWO times he cheated on me, in which case I would’ve been a lot younger. But he was my high school sweetheart and the only man I’d ever been with, so I gave him another chance. Then I caught him again, but this time I gave him another chance out of fear.. Fear of being on my own. I didn’t work, we had a son.. I wasn’t even sure where to begin if I left, so I forgave him. We did counseling and things were better for awhile, but then he was caught again, and I left. I was able to stay with my sister and her husband, which was nice, but they only had one extra room, so my son, Mark, and I had to share a bed. At first it was fine, but it quickly became problematic. He was a teenage boy, he wasn’t particularly clean, not very helpful, and was at the age where he wanted his privacy.. As was evident by the sticky and crusty tee shirts and socks in his dirty clothes. I found myself having to scold him a lot, and as the weeks went by, he began to retaliate with “I want to go home and live with dad!” This broke my heart and sometimes in the heat of the argument I’d say “Fine!”, but cooler heads would prevail and we’d make up. The divorce wasn’t final yet, not by a long shot. I generally didn’t agree with the idea of alimony, but after how my ex had treated me, I wanted to stick it to him, and that meant child support too. Mark was old enough that he could request which parent he’d prefer to live with. I was a very loving mother, and had been his primary parent since I didn’t work. But even I could understand why he’d chose to go live with his father right now, given our living arrangements. My lawyer had made it abundantly clear that if my son went to live with his father that not only would I not get child support, but it could weaken my case for alimony as well. So I began doing my best to be more accommodating to Mark. This meant being tolerant of his messiness in our shared room, not scolding him, and trying to give him privacy. The later became a priority after I walked in on him masturbating. Of course I played it off (for the sake of both our embarrassments) and acted like I thought he was changing. But he was sitting in a chair with his pants at his ankles and his erection in his hand. To make it more awkward, he had one of my sexier brasseries and panties in front of him. I brought it up to someone and was assured that this was quite common. This was well before the internet mind you, and often times simple things like their mother’s bra was the most sensuous thing a young man had seen, and the closest he had to pornography. One night, about a week later, I awoke and found him spooning me. It was now winter and rather cold at night, and having my son cuddle up with me was nice and still a very cute thing. His head was pressed against my back and one of his arms was draped over me with his hand atop my breast, I laughed to myself. I glanced over my shoulder at him, he looked dead asleep, mouth open, drooling a bit, so I simply moved his hand and fell back asleep. He started sleeping like this every night. At first he’d fall asleep with his back to me, but at some point he’d roll over and cuddle up to me, and his hand always seemed to find one of my breasts. Sometimes I’d remove it, other times I just let it stay there, it was harmless and even oddly soothing, so I didn’t think anything of it. One night I was laying on my back, wearing pajamas (a matching flannel shirt and pants) and I awoke. I could clearly feel one of my tits being grabbed. I looked down my body and saw movement. Mark was laying to my right, pressed up against me and his hand was clutching my left breast. And not just clutching.. But grabbing, squeezing, kneading, massaging! I couldn’t see his eyes to tell if they were open and he was awake, or if he was having some pubescent teenaged sex dream and this was all unconscious behavior. I thought about moving his hand, but what if he was awake?! Could he actually be groping his own mother?? Why? Shear lust? Curiousity? It lasted for several minutes, I didn’t move, and other than his hand, neither did he. When he stopped I watched him awhile longer, looking for signs of consciousness, but there was nothing and eventually I drifted off. It became a regular occurrence, at first I would try to catch him, almost certain that he was awake and aware of what he was doing, but even when I could see his face he looked fast asleep. I did notice that he was in a better mood during the day as well. His vivid dreams must’ve been rather satisfying. I chalked the whole thing up as a win. It was honestly harmless, and we were being more civil to one another, so no harm done… plus, and this is embarrassing to admit, but it actually made me feel kind of good about myself, like I was sexy somehow. It was happening every night, sometimes multiple times. It was to the point where it didn’t phase me any more, in fact I began sleeping right through it. It was a week later before I was awoken again. A slightly painful sensation, like a pinch, caused me to open my eyes. I felt the familiar pressure squeezing my breasts, and realized it was both. Could he really be fondling both my tits in his sleep? However I was sleepy and I didn’t let it phase me, I started to dose off, but then I felt the pinch again and my eyes shot open. I looked down to see the top of Mark’s head on my chest, he was face down suckling hungrily on one of my nipples. He was propped up on one arm, with his free hand kneading my other tit. He was sucking hard and I felt the sharp pain again as he nibbled slightly on my tender flesh. I was again frozen, unsure of what to do. While still sucking on me, he removed his other hand from my breast and reached down, out of my sight. The bed began to rock very slightly and I heard the faint but unmistakable sound of skin rubbing skin.. He was masturbating. There was no doubt he was awake and had been consciously molesting his own mother in her sleep, and now had worked himself up so much that he was jerking off beside her, still groping her body. His breathing and movement changed as he quickly neared orgasm. He stopped sucking and I heard him mumble softly to himself as he began to spray his jizz on my leg. “Shit!” I heard him mumble, I couldn’t help but laugh in my head. I kept my eyes tightly shut as I felt him shuffle around, then gently wiping his cum off of me. Eventually he settled back into bed and went to sleep. My eyes were still closed but my mind was racing. Should I do something about this?? But what?.. I mean this was molestation and incest! But how do I address this?? No matter what I said or did it would be, at the very least, incredibly embarrassing for him (not to mention myself). There’s no way we would be able to continue living in such close quarters, let alone sharing a bed, if I brought this up.. He’d have to go live with his dad, and honestly I wouldn’t blame him… but I needed him to stay with me, it sounds misguided and selfish but it was a means to an end and for now I’d have to keep this to myself and deal with it some other way. Mark didn’t act any differently around me, no sign of embarrassment or guilt. If he was feeling anything he played it off perfectly. For the next week I was able to keep him off of me at night. First I started going to bed much later than he did, so by the time I got in he was fast asleep, that helped. Once I was in bed I didn’t sleep soundly, if I felt him touch me or start to cuddle up with me, I’d simply roll over or otherwise pull away, feigning sleep. This fixed the problem.. But at a price, I wasn’t getting much sleep of my own. Luckily for me his restlessness seemed to disappear and he went a few nights of sleeping soundly and never moving over towards me. Finally I could get some sleep if my own! The next night, exhausted, I passed out quickly.. It was one of those sleeps where you’re so tired you can’t even move… I’ve never been one for sex – dreams but that night I had a vivid one. Perhaps it was the months I’d been going without it, or the lack of privacy amounting to very few masturbatory moments to myself, or maybe it was just all this horny teenage drama I’ve been dealing with from Mark. But in my dream I was back in my sexually formative teenage years. I was in a corn field, a popular date night location where I grew up, on my hands and knees with my skirt pushed up past my waist. A faceless young man poised behind me, his smooth shaft taking long slow strokes in and out of me. I could tell I was about to climax, it felt strange but pleasant, better than any dream – orgasm I’d ever felt before, more real. It was happening, but it was real! I was beginning to have a real orgasm from a dream! I started to wake me up, I fought to stay asleep, not wanting to lose it! But then my dream-self spoke.. “Oh Mark!” She moaned. The disturbing remark woke me up and my eyes opened. It was late in the night, I was asleep on my side, staring at the darkness. My heart was racing, I couldn’t believe that I’d uttered my son’s name in a during dream-sex! But I also couldn’t believe how aroused I was, and became annoyed that I’d shaken myself out of an orgasm. I wasn’t fully awake yet, still in a sort of dream state, and could still feel the blood throbbing through my pussy. The feeling of a prick passing through my soft lips and pressing against my womb, then withdrawing momentarily before doing it again. I smiled. I felt movement, Mark shifted behind me, and I shut my eyes. I became aware that his hand was on my hip, his fingers grazed my bare skin though, not my pajama bottoms. He gently gripped my waist and my eyes shot open as the feeling of smooth flesh slid through the soft lips of my gash and pressed snug against my womb. I gasped silently. He held it there before withdrawing it momentarily and sliding it in again. He was going very slowly, trying not to wake me.. His mother.. as he quietly and cautiously fucked me in my (presumed) sleep. I didn’t move, I didn’t yell, didn’t turn and slap him or push him away. I just laid there perfectly still, staring into the darkness with my mouth open, trying to control my breathing, as I focused intently on the feeling of his cocks’ long movements in and out of me. “Go faster!” I screamed in my head, and my eyes widened, surprised by my own thoughts. It was as if he read my mind, and his pauses between strokes got shorter and shorter until he was sliding in and out at a still slow, but steady pace. He was ready to blow, I only had seconds left as I closed my eyes and focused on my own pleasure, while it wasn’t as fast or hard as I would’ve liked, my son’s prick was still going to make me cum! I bit my lip and clawed at the sheet as the feeling of my heart beating through the walls of vagina shook my insides. I came just in time as he suddenly stopped and I felt the splatter of warm young semen across my bare ass cheeks. I heard his soft grunts and couldn’t help but laugh smile. He didn’t move for several minutes afterwards, we both laid there in the dark, ironically basking in the afterglow of each of our “secret” orgasms. The warmth inside me tingling away as I felt his dick twitch against my thigh as it began to soften. He finally moved, grabbed a tee shirt or something to gently wipe his jizz off of me. Then he pulled my pants back up a little and rolled over to go to sleep. The next morning we both awoke when the alarm went off. We sat up and began to get out of bed. “Morning” he mumbled. “Morning sweetheart, sleep good?” “Ya, you?” He asked, eyeing me for signs of suspicion. “I slept great! Like a rock.. I’ve actually been sleeping really deeply recently, like nothing could wake me up!” I said and walked out, a little smirk crept onto both our faces. That afternoon I went and bought him condoms. He was embarrassed and a little annoyed with me, but I simply played the concerned and protective mother and told him that IF he was going to be sexually active pulling out isn’t always effective and can be messy, he looked a little guilty and accepted the gift. “You know, I’m actually kinda tired.” I said and faked a yawn. “I’m going to take a nap, care to join me?” His eyes raised up. “Uh, ya” he said a little too enthusiastically. “It’s starting to warm up these days, I’m a little hot in bed, I know I’m your mother, but do you mind if I just sleep in my underwear and a tee shirt? Its more comfortable.” I asked as I walked away.. Grinning. “Um no that’s fine.” He said bashfully, as he followed me into the bedroom, carrying his box of condoms.

“Sweetheart, we need to talk, please come here and sit.” My mother patted the cushion of the sofa, she sounded serious. Until a few months earlier my mother was fresh, healthy, pretty and vibrant with laughter and a zest for live. But now she was anorexic thin and pale. She looked so tired she could hardly sit straight, my heart started bleeding again because of her sickness. She had been in the hospital for weeks teetering between here and gone until she showed enough improvement to be allowed to come home. We were still not sure she would survive past a few more weeks but she did not want to leave us from the hospital, she wanted to be home with her husband and two children beside her if she died. I'm ashamed now to say that my brother and I always took her for granted, her and our father. They were objects in the house, part of the furniture, we paid them little attention or heed. I lived my life as I wanted and my parents only role was to supply me with food and shelter which they did seemingly with pleasure and love. Determined to make up for the years of indifference I sat beside my ailing parent “What momma, what do you want?” “Renee, you're seventeen now, you've grown into an alluring, sexy young woman and I know you’ve known at least two boys intimately.” My brain stopped working, how in hell did she know that!? I learned about sex maybe a year earlier and since the first time I fucked Jacob I let two other boys screw me. It's fun, I like the feeling of hard cocks pushing into me, I like how I can make them get so hot they'll do anything I ask just for the chance to fuck me. But her statement didn't bring up pleasant thoughts, it dropped a veil of doubt and dread over me. I thought briefly of denying any involvement with boys but I could see in her eyes she knew what the hell I'd been doing “I'm sorry momma, I just, uhh, just got carried away and......” “Stop Renee, it's okay. I’m not mad, I’m not going to lecture you, call you names or make you feel ashamed. Sex is normal, it happens to everybody, it happens every day, every hour, every minute. Right now there are couples all over the world having sex, it's the nature of the beast and you shouldn't be ashamed or embarrassed that you've taken the final steps to become a woman.” I didn't know how to answer her so I sat mute wondering what she wanted but I could feel my face flushing. Mom leaned back on the sofa and sighed deeply with her eyes closed, she was still so long I started to panic “Mom, are you okay?” She tilted her head toward me “I'm fine, I just need time to think. I have something to say, no, something to ask, and it is going to be very hard to do. Just give me enough time to get the words out in the best way.” I was glued to the couch, nothing could have moved me until I heard what my mother had to say. I began to worry again that she was forming the final goodbye, putting her affairs in order before leaving. I didn't want to hear but I couldn't move, I was tense with fear as I watched her rest. Mom opened her eyes again, looked at me and started “I love your father more than life itself, I love you and Brian as much if not more. There is nothing I wouldn't do for any of you and I hope that beneath your teenage girl exterior you feel the same about me.” “I do momma” I mumbled awkwardly. “Since I got sick I haven't been intimate with daddy one time, it's been over a year since we had sex. I miss it and I know he misses me even more because he is healthy and normal. I've tried to help him by offering myself but he doesn't want to use me, he won't even let me use my hand on him or give him oral sex. He thinks it would take too much of my energy and doesn't want to take chances. I tried to talk him into finding a girlfriend or even going to Evergreen Park and pay a woman but he won't. He won't fuck anybody else while I am here, he's keeping himself until I get better. You can't even know how much that gladdens my heart but depresses me at the same time. I worry for your dad and when he sneaks into the bathroom to masturbate I hurt for him. He does that two or three times a week and I cry when he does because I can't help.” I was stunned into silence. My mother was telling me the most private things in my parent’s lives and she was using language I only heard in the halls at school. I managed to stutter quietly “Mom…. momma, why are you telling me this?” She sat up straighter took a deep breath then began to blush red “I want you to seduce your father. I want him to be a man again and since he won't leave the house, I'm asking you to fuck him for me. Be my proxy Renee, give him what I can't, please?” I stared at the roses in her cheeks and only two thoughts entered my mind. The color in her cheeks was beautiful but her words were the ugliest I’d ever heard. I leaped from the sofa and fled. I hid in my room for hours then left the house out the back door, I didn't want to see her. I met up with Walt my boyfriend and we drove out to Mindan Point to be alone. He was all over me, groping and feeling, trying to make out but I couldn't get into him, I had to think. Every time his hand went under my skirt or over a tit I pushed him away. He got insistent, I got mad. “Take me home goddamn it. If you can't keep your hands under control take me home” I demanded. “Jeezus, what a fucking bitch! First you get me all fucking turned on then don't let me? I'm hard as fucking steel and my balls are going to explode. If you're bleeding just jerk or suck it, then my nuts won’t hurt.” I refused to give him a job by hand or mouth so Walt finally drove me home. When I got out of the car I snarled “Goodbye asshole, go home and jack off.” I spent the night in my room listening to Walt's words 'I'm hard as fucking steel and my balls are going to explode'. Did all men feel that when they couldn't get laid? I went to the only person I knew that would answer that question for me, my older brother. “Brian, I need to ask you something.” He looked up from his game console “What?” “You’re fucking Angel, right?” My brother's eyes widened in surprise but he didn't deny it, he almost boasted “Yeah, we been doing it for a while now.” “So, what happens when she won't let you or is on the rag or something, do you whack it or anything? I mean if you don't get off somehow do your nuts hurt?” My brother studied me intently for a few moments, I could see the wise-assed remarks forming in his mind but he judged my mood and stated normally “Yeah, when a guy gets horny and he can't screw or beat it his balls start hurting, sometimes almost so he can't walk.” “Everybody?” “I think so, at least that's what I hear in school when some guy can’t get any.” “Mom is probably too sick to have sex with dad, do you think he could hurt too, or is he too old?” My brother stared at me briefly “I don't know if there is an age limit on pressurized nuts.” He was looking puzzled when I turned and left his room. I couldn't get my mom's request out of my head. I spent the next three days deep in memories and thought about my father. That I loved him was never in question, that I loved him enough to screw him was. I didn't avoid my mother but I also didn't talk to her. There was a wall between us, one I wasn't ready to breach. Every time I was in the same room with my family I watched him. At first he was dad but slowly I stopped thinking of him as my parent and concentrated on seeing him as a man and in a few days, I began to see him with my mother's eyes. I'm not sure when my focus changed but I caught myself staring at the form of his ass or bulge of the manhood in his pants, not just once but with increasing regularity. It was after midnight when I heard bare feet in the hall. Brian was out, mom only shuffled so I knew it was dad. I heard the hall bathroom door close and wondered why he would go there when my parents room had an adjoining bathroom. Then it dawned on me, he wanted more privacy, he didn't want mom to hear what he was doing. An image flashed in my mind; his erection in his hand while he pumped it dry, emptying his balls. My heart started slamming, I flushed with adrenaline as I got out of bed. My mind was a void, in a blank zone as I walked softly from my room to the hall. I opened the bathroom door quietly and saw him standing in front of the bowl with his underwear riding his ankles his ass prominent in my vision. Dads right arm was moving rapidly and I knew what he was doing. I stepped to his side and reached for his hard-on. When my fingers touched him, dad jerked his eyes open and moved away from me “Oh my god Renee, get out of here!” His words snapped me back to reality but rather than flee I looked him in the eyes boldly and said “Not yet daddy, there's something I have to do.” I reached for his cock again and started stroking it with my fingertips, it was as hard as the three boys I had fucked. I stepped close to him, laid my head on his chest then started pulling it. I heard him moan softly then his right arm went around my waist. We held each other loosely while I fondled his erection. All of a sudden he cramped, gasped, then convulsed. The streams of cum gushing from the end of his cock coated my hand and dripped to the floor. When he stopped quivering I stepped away, avoiding his eyes I wiped my hand on my gown then hurried back to my room. I couldn't sleep. I was ashamed of what I’d done. I was thrilled at what I’d done. The shape and size of my father's erection lingered on my fingertips, I studied the large wet smear on my nightgown wondering if I could touch him again. Dad avoided me the next morning, as soon as I walked into the kitchen for breakfast he grabbed his coffee and hurried from the room. Mom watched him carefully then turned her head to me “He's embarrassed about last night but I know he is a lot less tense. What you did was the best thing for him, thank you.” I wasn't as timid as I thought I might be “How do you know what I did?” “I saw you when you left your room then stood by the bathroom door until I heard him finish. You must have used your hand or your mouth because I didn't hear sex.” It all sounded so natural the way she talked, as if me jacking off my father was a normal extension of our relationship “I didn't want him to hurt any more momma so I helped him.” “How much do you want to help him Renee, how far could you go to ease my mind and his tension?” “Do you still think I should go all the way?” My mother rested a weak hand on my arm “Yes. Please have sex your father, do it for both of us.” I didn't run from my mother that time but I cautioned “I wouldn't want to get pregnant.” “You don't have to worry about that, he had a vasectomy after you were born, he's harmless. You can seduce him without concern.” With more assurance I asked “Should I wait for him to come to me?” My mother thought for a few seconds “No, he never would, he would never violate you like that, he has to know you want him and are screwing him because you care for him.” “I do care for him, for him and you.” Two nights later I committed. Mom took her medicines then went to bed about 8:30, Brian was out with Angel so my father and I were alone and I noticed the hesitation or embarrassment to be near me no longer bothered him. It was as if I’d never touched him or he'd gotten over it. He was watching Tommy Lee Jones playing housemaid to a bunch of teen aged cheerleaders when I left to change into something more comfortable. When I came back I stepped to face him, blocking his view of the T&A movie. “Daddy?” His eyes focused on me then moved from my face, down my body then back to look into my eyes. I was wearing a black satin slip that came to no more than a couple of inches below my crotch and nothing else. Dad's eyes dropped to my legs, his gaze tickled my skin has he took in the view of what I was revealing. It was apparent he was unsure of what I had on my mind, “What is it baby?” “Stand up.” He looked at me for a long moment then stood from the couch. I reached for his belt and began to open it. Dad's left hand grabbed mine to stop what I was doing but I shook it off then pulled the zipper to its stop. When his pants flapped open I grabbed them on each side and pulled them down. He started to shake “Renee ----” but I cut him off by stepping close to him; I put a hand over his mouth to cut off the protest then the other hand into his briefs. While I fingered his cock it was growing rapidly in my hand. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back slightly and looked at me then repeated “Renee” but I didn't want to talk or explain. I'd been working up to seducing my father and I was ready to take him to the limit so I kissed him. He stopped resisting and his hands went around my back then under the short slip to discover I wasn’t wearing panties. He felt down the curve of my ass then began stroke the crack of my butt while I squeezed his erection. I'd been thinking about fucking my father long enough that I didn't need a lot of foreplay or clumsy fumbling, I was wet and ready. When I felt he was fully aroused I stepped away took his right hand then led him to my room, he left his pants in a pile in the front room. At the bed I turned to face him then went to my back, my legs were hanging over the edge of the mattress. Dad stepped between my thighs then with no hesitation or apprehension, pushed his hot, throbbing muscle into me until our groins slapped. Every time I thought about my mother's request I wondered how I would feel; what I would think, what I might become if I screwed my father. For days I brooded over the questions but curiosity, anticipation and eventually desire overcame my worries. As I lay there with his cock slipping in and out of my pussy I knew what I was doing was right. Right for dad, right for mom and every time his stomach rubbed on mine even right for me. I was getting hotter, more turned on. My stomach vibrated with thrills each time he pushed deep, I began to gulp for air as my body burned up oxygen with mounting pleasure. I lifted my feet from the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tighter while he fucked me. My dad grabbed my hips and held me close while our groins collided. In the back of my mind I knew I was getting better fucked by my forty something father than any of the teen boys I'd screwed. Dad gripped my hips tight then began to convulse, deep moans were forced from his lungs as his body cramped each time he pulsed a shot into my womb. When the cramps began he was watching me but after the second gush his eyes rolled up just before he shut them. He came in long wrenching surges, six times before he relaxed. I was quiet, he was still between my legs. He pulled back and his cock slipped slowly and deliciously from me then I felt his discharge seep from my hole down the crack of my butt. He almost fell to the bed then pulled me up to lie next to him. His lips caressed my cheek “I love you Renee, I won't ever be able to tell how much you mean to me right now.” I smiled into his eyes boldly “You don't have to daddy, I can feel what I mean to you right now, it's dripping down my ass.” He turned serious and made a move as if to get up “I shouldn't have done this, I'm sorry sweetheart, I don't know what happened.” I cupped his cheek with my hand, his beard stubble tickled the palm “It's okay, you don’t have to worry. I know what happened and can I can tell you if you want.” The disturbed look faded then he grinned, chuckled and kissed me quickly on the lips. Dad felt between my legs caressing the lips of my body then put two fingertips into the pocket where my clit hides. He pushed on then tickled my button which had an immediate effect. I gasped, twitched my hips and clamped my hand over his arm so he couldn't move it. For the next few minutes I didn't move while my father massaged my clit and fingered me to an orgasm. He built the lust in my womb swiftly and expertly until I arched off the bed and cried out my release. When I was done vibrating I managed to find enough energy to get off the bed to clean up. When I stepped into the hall I saw my mother standing in her bedroom door, I felt a surge of panic as she watched me. When I got close she reached out and gripped my arm then pulled me into a hug “Thank you girl, you have no idea what this means to me, now I know you love me and would do anything to show that. I can relax now knowing that your dad will be between good legs until I can screw him again.” Reassured by her words, I admitted “I liked it mom, he did a good job of fucking me. Do you remember what he feels like, do you want me to tell what we did?” She caressed my cheek then stroked my hair “Not now sweetie, maybe tomorrow after he goes to work. Right now you should go back because it only takes him about fifteen minutes to get ready for a long session. Go, take him into your bed, he has awesome stamina, he is magnificent when he can take his time.” She turned away and shuffled back to her own bed. When I got back to the room the first thing I did was pull the black satin slip off and let my father look at all of me. 5’7”, 130 pounds, 35-25-36. At the tender age of seventeen I had a fully matured woman’s body. His eyes filled with the vision of his naked well-formed daughter while his cock filled with more hot blood. I pushed him to his back then swung a leg over his lap so the warm swollen lips of my vagina were kissing the head of his erection. I rocked my body slightly, tickling the end of his hard-on then slowly eased down. He penetrated me inch by erotic inch while watching my eyes. When I had him as far in me as he could get we began to roll our bodies, undulating against each other. I was filled with awe that I could get so fucking turned on by him, that what we were doing could feel so good. Dad pulled me down until I was lying on him, our stomachs rubbing, my breasts flattened on his chest. He put his hands on my ass, grabbed me tight then started screwing me in earnest, taking me on a flight of pleasure and rapture I had never before experienced. I had a fast thrilling orgasm only a few minutes after we started. When I stopped quivering he rolled us over until I was tucked under him and he continued to fuck me without pause. My three boyfriends had never been able to get me off without blowing their nuts so when I climaxed and he didn't my heart swelled with ecstasy as his unceasing movement in and out of my body started building more pressure in my womb. I couldn't breathe, I needed more air but he was not giving me a chance to catch a breath as he continued to slide in, down and deep then pull up until the head of his cock was the only contact between us. Time froze still, time flew by, time had no definition as my blood reached its boiling point. I heard a girl cry out her passion somewhere in my room, I felt the long hard muscle between my legs cramping then again, my slit overflowed with his emission. My father moved me up the bed inches each time his balls pulsed. He pumped me so full with semen my womb swelled to overflowing. He fell limply to my side and we lay still forever, sweating, cooling off. Eventually I got off the bed then tugged him up “You can't stay here you have to go back to mom, she's waiting for you.” “I know sweetheart, I'll go as soon as my balls stop shaking.” He looked at me softly, lovingly, “I haven't gotten laid in a long time girl and that felt pretty good, I may want to come back.” “Only pretty good? What a fucking insult” I said in mock anger. “If you want better than ‘pretty good’ you should come back and apologize to me; properly.” I dropped the fake ire, “Daddy, we can do this until mom is well and can have sex with you again.” I leaned against him caressed his left ear with my lips and offered “Think about that, lying between the long soft thighs of your hot, sexy teen daughter, your erection sliding in and out of her deep tender body until you cum. If that keeps you interested, I'll be your girlfriend until mom can be with you again. I’ll be right here and I won't just use my body or my hand, I promised her.” That was a promise I intended to keep. I sat back facing him then picked up his half hard cock, licked the end of it softly, looked up into his eyes and repeated “I promised.”

Chapter 1 Brenda was a proud mother of two living in the suburbs of Chicago. Brenda and her husband built a great home with a pool in the back yard that came complete with a pool house and a guest house. Her son, Jason, was the younger of the two. He was a rather quiet kid. Outside of the home he was introverted and wasn't very good with girls. Brenda's daughter, Amy, was just finishing high school and most of the time was out partying with her friends. Brenda's husband was a very busy man who left the house early in the morning and came home late at night. He loved to barbeque with his family or take them to the beach when he wasn't to busy working. Brenda worked part-time at a bank down the street and usually drove Jason to school early in the morning, picking him up right after work. Jason had always been very close to his mother and could tell her absolutely anything. She was one of the few friends he had in his life and she knew it. The pool in the backyard was surrounded by a small woods that tucked it away privately. When Jason's friends weren't over, he would stay in his room. One day, Brenda decided to drag him out to the pool. She wore a one-piece bikini because she did all her tanning in the tanning bed in the basement. Jason looked bored just lying there poolside and looked at his mom wondering why she was the only one wearing a one-piece, so he just blurted, "Hey mom, why don't you wear a two-piece, like every other woman in the world?" Brenda was kind of surprised by his comment and put her tanning lotion down for a second. "What do you mean? Only girls who like men looking at them wear those. I'm an older woman and it wouldn't be appropriate for me to wear one of those. Besides, I find that comment highly inappropriate." Jason felt he shouldn't have said anything and apologized. "Sorry, mom. How are you going to get a tan on your stomach, though?" Brenda answered. "Sweetie, that tanning bed in the basement doesn't just sit there, collecting dust, you know! Why do you want to look at my stomach, anyway?" Jason made a goofy face and started laughing. "You're the only girl here and there isn't anyone around. Don't worry, I won't be staring at you if you put on a two-piece." Brenda began to worry about her kid now and asked him about girls. "Honey, don't you have a girlfriend? I mean, there's gotta be some young girl out there just wanting to show off her body to you. I know what you're doing here and it's quite inappropriate, I must say." "No, mom. I don't have a girlfriend, and no, I've never had one." Brenda's anger turned to sorrow for the poor kid and she thought to herself, it wouldn't be such a big deal to throw on a two-piece with a nice top. Maybe she could even get his lazy ass to do some work around the house as a bargain. "Jason, honey, how about this? If you wash my car tonight, clean your room, and take out the garbage, I'll wear a two-piece tomorrow after school when we get home. Okay?" Jason smiled with excitement and said, "Of course, Mom! I'd love to do some work for that," and smirked at her, making Brenda regret what she had just said a little bit, but a deal's a deal. The next morning, Brenda was in such a hurry, she ran into her son's bedroom to wake him up wearing only a bra and a skirt, her hair still wrapped in a towel. "Wake up, lazy bones! We gotta go!" Jason opened his eyes to the sight of his mom almost topless and, since he always felt comfortable around her, he commented, "Wow mom, what a sight to wake up to!" Brenda covered herself with the towel, realizing she was in her bra, and in a somewhat serious tone, said, "Jason, stop horsing around! We're going to be late." During the ride to school, Jason kept glancing over at her legs as her skirt slid higher and higher up her thighs. Brenda's frustration grew worse sitting in a traffic jam. She noticed his glances and pulled her skirt down. Jason blurted out, "I can't wait to see you in that bikini today, because you know I did everything you asked!" Brenda sighed, a little bit annoyed. "We'll see. You have to behave on top of it all and don't push your chances with me, young man." Jason was getting more comfortable talking about her body with her. "You know you have very nice legs. You should wear heels more often." Brenda took a deep breath. "Wow, my son is a leg man, huh? I would have guessed differently, the way you looked at me this morning." Jason kept it up. "Tell you what mom. I'll wash the dishes after school but you have to wear high heels with your bikini today by the pool." "Honey, you're lucky you're getting me into the two-piece to begin with, so just stop pushing this." Brenda sat there, thinking. She felt sorry for her son, who had never even touched a girl before. Maybe if she treated it like a game, she'd feel more comfortable with it. "Sweetie, if you wash the dishes for the rest of the week, I'll put on some heels for you, okay?" She snickered a little. She dropped him off and kissed him on the cheek, after which Jason's palm accidentaly rubbed her breast while he was grabbing his bag. She slapped it away and took off. After school, Jason did everything he said he would do and was relaxing by the pool. Brenda came out in a white bikini and her daughter's heels because she didn't own a pair of her own. Jason looked at her with a kind of uneasy facial expression and that's when Brenda finally realized he was turned on by this. She sat by his chair again, concerned, with her heels on and legs closed tight. "Honey, I'm sorry that you've never had a girlfriend, but you have to realize, I'm your mother, and looking at me in this way is something that I think could be illegal." "I'm sorry, mom, but I've never even kissed a girl and I'm so scared to even approach one. You are the only girl that I feel relaxed around and I feel like you understand me." Brenda smiled and hugged him. A warm feeling took over. "Tell you what, kiddo. I'll let you put some tanning lotion on my back." Brenda got up and walked over to her chair and laid on her tummy. The whole time, Jason's eyes scanned up and down her mature body. She was worried enough about her son that she was willing to participate in his game and help him become more relaxed around women. She didn't want her son to go through life afraid of women! Brenda's top was the kind that went up around her neck. She sat up on her chair and told Jason to come to her. "Don't be scared, silly! I'm your mom, remember? I'm not gonna bite you like the other girls at school. Now untie the knot behind my neck." Jason stood up with an erection, which Brenda noticed right away, but figured it was only natural. He walked over to her and sat behind her. His hands were shaking. He took one tie and pulled it, releasing the knot. Brenda grabbed her breasts, holding the top from falling off, stood up, and turned around. Jason just sat there, looking at her. She smiled and said, "Get up. I have to lay on the chair, don't I?" Jason got up as Brenda laid down on the mat. He took some tanning lotion and rubbed it on his hands. Brenda got comfortable and instructed him, "Don't be scared, honey, and, before you start, you have to promise me you won't tell dad that I let you put suntan lotion on my back. Deal?" Jason knodded and started rubbing her neck. Brenda's bottom was nothing like a thong, but it was tight enough around her butt that it showed off her curves. She kicked her heels off and said, "This is what you wanted, right sweetie?" Jason responded, "Yea, Mom. Thanks for letting me rub lotion on your back." Jason put some more on her lower back just above her panty line and spread it out to the sides. He then did her right arm, then her left. Brenda asked him about school. "How was school today? Did you do anything fun?" Jason responded, "The only fun thing we did was play basketball in gym and we also played cards during science class because Mrs. Heffner was out sick today." Brenda was becoming uncomfortable. It was starting to feel to good to her. Jason asked if he could put some lotion on her legs. "No, that's okay, honey. I think my back is enough for today. Thanks, though." Jason went to his chair and laid back, watching his mom lay there. "Honey, will you please tie my knot again?" Twenty minutes later they were back in the house and Brenda started making dinner. Jason was now very anxious around his mother and wasn't sure about how to start a conversation after the awkward massage by the pool. "Mom? When was the first time you kissed a boy?" Brenda turned around, weirded out by the question. "Oh honey, I don't remember. It was such a long time ago." Jason took a bold step. "Mom? Would you show me how to kiss? I've never done it before and I don't want to be embarrassed the first time I kiss a girl." Brenda turned around, took her apron off and sat next to Jason. "Honey, looking at me in a bikini with my heels on is one thing, but a son kissing his mother intimately is completely different and I just can't do that. I'd love to teach you how, but I would be weirded out by it and it's just wrong." Jason put his head down, ashamed that he had even asked her. "Can I at least watch you get dressed in the morning, mom?" Brenda responded, "How is that any different than what you saw today by the pool?" "Well, the bikini completely covers everything and I already know what a bikini looks like, but I've never seen what's under the bikini." "Honey, that is no different than kissing me. I'm sorry, but you'll have to find yourself a girlfriend pretty soon because this has to stop. You're getting out of control." Brenda turned around and put her apron back on and returned to cooking. "Mom? Can I please see you? I swear, I won't tell anyone." "Stop hassling me, Jason! You're getting on my nerves!" She stood there in silence for a couple of minutes and then started feeling bad for yelling at him. Jason kept bugging her. "Please, mom? I'll do anything around the house. I'll clean up the garage and wash dad's car and your's again! I'll even straighten out the attic and mow the lawn." Brenda replied with shock, "You're gonna do all that just to see me naked? I can't let you see me naked, sweetie, but I'll let you see me in my underwear. Will that calm you down a little bit?" "But that's just like the bikini. You'll have to do something more than just stand there in your underwear." Brenda couldn't believe she was negotiating with her son. She just wanted to get it over with and agreed to it. "Okay. I'm going shopping today. I'll let you come into the dressing room with me. Okay?" Jason responded, "And will you let me see your breasts? You can keep your panties on." Brenda responded with a sarcastic laugh, "Oh, wow. Great. You'll let me keep my panties on, huh?" Jason smiled and Brenda started smiling too. "I'll let you take a quick glance at my breasts, after which you will clean up the garage, wash both cars, and the mini van, straighten out the attic, and mow the lawn, and you've got a deal." She couldn't believe she was going to do this but she also wanted to get Jason to feel more comfortable around the female form and to not be so wound up and introverted around girls. They got into the car and headed for the mall. Brenda wore a fairly long sundress and a matching button-up shirt. Jason kept glancing over at her and asking her to pull up her dress so he could look at her legs. Brenda refused silently, but Jason wouldn't back down. About twenty minutes into the ride, Brenda got tired of his incesant nagging and stopped at a light. She scooted back her seat so she would have more room and pulled her dress up over her thighs. She pulled it up until the dress reached her panty line and stopped there. Jason said, "Please leave your dress up like that. You have beautiful legs!" She saw no harm in it because he had already seen her legs by the pool and in her bikini. Jason's cock started to grow in his pants as he became aroused. They finally got to the mall parking lot and got out. First they stopped by the Baby Gap store to get some presents for Brenda's sister's newborn. They also got chinese on the way. As they browsed the stores, they came across a beautiful dress at a more classy place. Brenda was all about it and wanted to try it on. While the sales lady was getting a smaller size for her, she whispered to Jason, "What are you waiting for? Go into the ladies dressing room and wait for me at the last stall, so they don't see us go in there together. They'll think we're part of some sick cult or something if they see us. Jason got up and did as he was told. He went to the very last stall, which was also the biggest. There were women's clothes all over the place. His mom knocked quietly and he let her in. She started unbuttoning her shirt and quietly whispered under her breath, "You better do everything you said you would." She slowly took off her shirt and exposing a lacy, black bra, covering her perky breasts. She unbottoned her dress and let it drop to the floor. Jason could see her nipples through the black bra, but could not make out her bush. Jason boldly asked her, "Mom? Do you shave?" "Of course. Every woman shaves." "No, silly, do you shave your vagina?" Brenda answered. "Since I'm already almost naked in front of you, I guess I can answer that question. Yes, I do shave, but not completely. Just enough so that the bush doesn't grow outside of the panties. Every woman who wears small panties like me shaves." "How do you do it? With a razor?" "It's none of your business how I do it. Now stop looking down there and look up at what we agreed on. " Brenda then slowly took her bra off, as her mature breasts fell out of it. She felt them with her hands. "There, see? No big deal. It's just a pair of breasts." "Wow, mom! I've never seen breasts before. This is a pretty big deal to me." Brenda noticed his penis getting hard in his pants. "Mom? Could I feel them, too? Just for a second." "Okay, honey, but I'll hold your hand. I don't want this to get too inappropriate." She took his hand and put it on her right breast, massaging her breasts with his hand. "You okay, baby? Do you want to stop? You look a little pale." "No, mom. I'm fine." Brenda was worried now. "That's enough, honey. You've done enough." She stood up, put her bra back on, and put the new dress on. She looked at herself in the mirror, liking what she saw. "I'm going to buy it." They went outside, paid for it, and started walking towards the car. "Mom? Is there a certain way to kiss a girl, and when I'm kissing her, is it okay to feel her breasts during it?" "Most girls love to have their breasts played with while they're making out with a guy." "Did you like it when I felt your breasts in the dressing room, mom?" "Well, honey, I can't get excited when my son touches me like that. I only did it to give you some experience. It has to be your dad that touches me like that for me to enjoy it sexually." "So, if you didn't enjoy it sexually when I touched you, there really isn't anything wrong if you teach me some more." "Yes, baby, but you're excited and that's what makes it wrong, you see?" "I'm not excited about you 'my mom,' I'm just excited about you 'the girl.' I mean, you're a girl and you just make me excited! It's only natural, mom." "I don't know about the kissing thing, baby, but I'd hate to see you discouraged and mess it up the first time you kiss a girl, so I'll tell you what. If I'm going to teach you how to kiss, you will have to start doing some more work around the house. Homework is to be completed by 8 pm and only after you finish your work will I consider showing you anything, and me taking my panties off is absolutely out of the question, okay?" "Okay, mom. Thanks. Can I touch your breasts now, mom?" Brenda gave it a thought for a second and realized it was dark out so nobody could see inside the car. She dimmed the lights and said, "Okay, sweetie, but be gentle and dont touch my arm. I'm trying to get us home in one piece." Brenda put her right hand down and held the wheel with her left hand to give him easier access. "Mom? Can you pull down your skirt too?" "Don't push your luck, sonny." Jason smiled and put his hand on her tummy. He didn't have experience with girls but he had tons of experience with watching porn and somewhat knew what kind of fondling was sexy. He rubbed her tummy and went down to her hip. Brenda: "That's too low. Get that hand back up." Jason slowly went over her panties and went back up to her left breast. He palmed it and started to rub it very slowly and sensually. Brenda put the radio on like nothing was going on. Meanwhile Jason went back down under her shirt and back up over her bra. He then grabbed her right breast and started looking for the nipple with his thumb and forefinger. He twisted it and pulled on it. "Mom? Can I suck on them?" Brenda would usually say no but it was dark and nobody could see, so she agreed. "Just on the right one. That's the one you nursed on most when you were a kid." Jason put it in his mouth and started tonguing it. He sucked on her breast and kissed all around the nipple. She was starting to sweat and put her right hand on the back of his head and started running her fingers through his hair like she was combing it. Jason kept sucking and kissing her nipple. He then went over to her left one and licked it once. "No, sweetie. Stay on the right side. I'm still trying to drive, remember?" Jason knodded and went back to her right breast. He put his head up and started to kiss his mother's neck. Brenda knew it was enough and decided to put a stop to it. "That's enough, I didn't say you could kiss my neck, baby." "I'm sorry, mom. I just wanted to see how that would feel." "It's okay, honey." While they were talking, Jason still had his palm on her breast. They pulled into the driveway and Brenda put her clothes back together and told Jason to straighten out. They came in and John was sitting at the table, eating dinner. "Hey, sweetie." Brenda walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek."What's up, sport? What have you been up to today?" Brenda hurriedly answered for him, "Oh, not much. We just went to the mall and did some shopping." John got up and streched. "God, I'm tired, honey. Why don't you come to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, sport. Have a good time at school tomorrow." Brenda kissed Jason goodnight and said "Go to bed, baby. you've got school tomorrow." at 7 am the next morning, Brenda burst into the room, waking Jason up. "Up you go, sleepy head! You've gotta go to school." In the car on the way to school, Jason turned to his mother and said, "Mom? When are you gonna teach me how to kiss?" "Kissing is very intimate, kiddo. You've gotta give me some time to get ready for that." "Can we do a quick one before I get out of the car?" "We can't right now, baby. All the kids are going to see us." "Aww, come on mom. You can park right here before you get to the schoolyard and do a quick one." Brenda thought to herself, 'what good is it to me.' "What do I get out of this whole kissing game?" "Whatever you say, Mom. I'll do anything for that. Please, please?" "Okay, I got a good one for you. You're cleaning the pool this week. We're going to give the pool guy a week off." "Mom? Do I get to feel your breasts during it?" "Sure, why not?" Brenda pulled around the corner and found a parking spot on a side street where kids weren't walking by. She shut the engine off and pulled her seat back. She leaned over Jason and pulled his seat back, too. "Okay, honey. Now lets try just a regular smooch on the lips." Jason leaned forward and closed his eyes. "No, silly. You have to keep your eyes open and look at me, like this." She leaned forward, looking him in the eyes, and planted her lips on his. Jason's penis was now fully engorged. She slightly parted her lips and licked his lower lip, sucking it for a half of a second, then backed off. "See? Now you can't be all shy like that. You've gotta relax if you want the girl to enjoy it. Now let's do a french kiss." She leaned forward, planting her lips on his and their tongues started twirling. Brenda liked to hum while she kissed. Jason's hands found their way to her breasts. He went under her dress and palmed her left breast as they continued their kiss. Jason's saliva was running down Brenda's chin and she backed off. "That's all you get for now, baby. Now go and try to concentrate in class today." Jason got out of the car with a raging hardon, not saying a word. In school, Jason couldn't get the kiss out of his mind. After school, she came and picked him up. When Jason came in, she said, "I gave it some thought and I think it would be okay for you to see me with my panties off. There's nothing wrong as long as you don't touch me. Besides, what goes on inbetween a woman's legs should be something you're familiar with." "Wow, mom! You're really going to let me see your pussy?" "Now, since you were born I never allowed that kind of language in my house, and I won't allow it in my car either, so watch your mouth. Yes, honey, but I'll only take my panties off. And you can't tell your father about this because he wouldn't understand." "Okay, mom. Whatever you say, I'll do the dishes and the lawn and wash the cars. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it." "Well, I appreciate the enthusiasm, honeym but this is for educational purposes. We're not making a bargain here." "Okay, mom, but I'll help out more around the house anyway. That afternoon they were both lying by the pool. Brenda had her new peach bikini on and a pair of heels she recently bought at the mall that looked perfect on her pretty little feet. As she lay there on her back, working on her tan, Jason looked at her body. He was very anxious and couldn't wait for his mother to take her panties off. Jason finally blurted out, "Mom? Can I see your breasts again?" Brenda responded "I wanted to work on my tan, anyway." She sat up and turned her back to her horny son. "Why don't you untie the knot on my neck again, please?" Jason did it slowly and before he untied it, he grabbed her right breast. Brenda took his hand off and told him to behave. Jason took her top off and threw it on the ground next to them. Brenda relaxed and laid back, enjoying the sun topless. She took the suntan lotion and started applying it onto her breasts, clueless as to what she was doing to Jason. She went on for what seemed like forever, until her breasts shimmered with lotion. Jason couldn't hold out any longer. "Mom? Can you take your panties off now?" Brenda replied, "Did you wash the dishes?" "Yes." "Did you mow the lawn earlier?" "Yes." Brenda stood up next to Jason with her heels still on and slowly started to pull her panties off. She pulled them halfway down to her knees. Jason was speechless. Her mound was completely shaved. Her pussy lips were tucked in and Jason couldn't get a good look at them. His mother towered over him in the nude, with her bra laying on the ground next to them, and her panties pulled down to her knees. Jason was dying for his mom to spread her legs for him. "Mom? Will you spread your legs so I can see in the middle, there?" "No, sweetie, I think you've seen enough for today." She pulled up her panties and laid back down on the chair, leaving her bra on the ground. "Mom? Can I kiss you?" "Alright. Come here." She put her head up, supporting herself with her elbows, and let her long hair fall back. Jason knelt next to her and put his right hand on her tit. He brushed her hair off of her breast and Brenda smiled, saying, "You really love looking at my breasts, don't you?" They started kissing, which seemed to last long for both of them. Jason's hand wandered down her tummy close to her panties. Brenda took hold of his hand and angrily broke their kiss. "Jason, do you want me to stop this?" "No, I'm sorry, mom, but I'm so interested in seeing between your legs and it's killing me." Brenda got up and put her bra on. "Touching me down there when my guard is down is no way to go about it." Jason put his head down as his mother walked away, pulling her panties over her exposed asscheeks. The next morning in the car on their way to school, Jason was getting bolder and bolder. "Mom? Didn't you say earlier that it didn't get you excited" "Yea, do we have to talk about this so early in the morning?" Brenda was wearing tight jeans, so she thought to herself, if she let him feel her, it wouldn't be that bad because she would barely feel it on her pussy. Jason kept asking her, "Mom? Can I just touch your legs, please? It has nothing to do with your vagina." Brenda kept driving without answer. Jason's pleading continued throughout the ride until Brenda finally agreed. "Ill let you touch my inner thighs, but please be gentle and don't ask for anything more. Jason was now the happiest kid in the world. He put his hand on her right thigh and started caressing her. He immediately went up to her crotch and felt over her mound. She slid down the seat to give him more access. She didn't expect to feel anything through the thick denim but she definitely felt pressure on her pussy. Jason continued caressing her and thought of a different idea. He told his mother to pull over to the same old side street where they could have a little privacy. "Mom? Since you won't let me see you down there, can I at least smell you? Brenda immediately responded without hesitation, "Absolutely not." Jason then said, "Mom? If you let me do this, I won't ever ask anything else of you." Now she was finally getting somewhere. She could finally shut him up about all of this and decided on a new idea. "Now I won't let you go near me down there with your face, but I'll let you take my panties to school with you." Jason was dumbfounded. Brenda got out of the car and got into the back seat of the minivan. She closed the door and now nobody could see her through tinted windows. "Don't look at me!" She screamed at Jason. She slipped her panties off under her dress and tucked them in a backpocket of his bookbag. "There! Now you can smell them all day if you want, but don't lose them. Those are my favorite." Jason jumped out of the car happily and ran off. On the ride home after school Brenda tried to avoid the conversation about her panties and, instead, simply asked, "You have them?" "Yes." She was a little irritated at herself and the whole situation. "Give them back." He pulled them out of his bag and gave them to her. She threw them in the back seat. "So, how was school, honey? Find a girlfriend yet?" "Actually, there is this one cute girl that asked me to go skiing this weekend with her and her family." Brenda thought to herself, maybe all these lessons she'd been giving him helped a little bit. Saturday came and went. Sunday morning, Jason was still at home. Brenda didn't want to comment on anything but she could tell he was hurting. Jason explained to his mom that the trip wasn't going to happen and refused to go into detail. Brenda was now bummed out as well. "Sweetie, your birthday is coming up. Is there anything I could get you to help you get over this?" Jason just sat there, saying nothing, with his head down. "Honey, there's gotta be something that could cheer you up." Still no answer. Brenda sat down next to him. "What if I let you see my vagina the way you wanted to earlier? I'll spread my legs so you can get a good look. How about that?" There was finally some kind of response. "Mom? Will you let me touch it too?" She had a skirt on that rode up to her knees and an apron over it because she was in the middle of cooking dinner. She finally spoke. "Fine, but we'll do it my way. I'll guide you through it and no funny stuff." The second she finished the sentence, her husband, John, walked in, threw his bag next to the couch, and sat at the dinner table. "So, what's all the chattering about tonight?" Brenda's heart was beating faster. She was hoping her husband didn't overhear their little conversation. "Oh, nothing, sweetie. We were just talking about some birthday presents for our young man, here." Jason smiled at his mother and she smiled right back. "How nice." After dinner, John turned on the TV and focused all of his attention on it. Brenda cleaned up the table and put the dishes away. Jason decided to get up and help her. When they went into the kitchen, Jason felt her breasts. Brenda was shocked he would do this with his father in the next room. She took his hand away and whispered in a half angry tone. "Stop that right now!" Jason wasn't convinced of her anger and grabbed her ass. Brenda was now really angry, which Jason noticed, so he stopped. In a way, she was happy that she finally got her son cheered up and that was all that mattered to her. The rest of the week, Jason was checking out his mother every chance he got. He couldn't wait to unwrap his birthday present. His birthday party was no big deal; just close family and a few of his friends from school. They had a poolside barbecue that his father organized. It was quite a day. Jason was happy about all the presents he got, but couldn't get the one his mom promised him off his mind. The next morning, the pool area was a mess. It was going to be a long clean up session. John was upstairs, sleeping, while Jason and his mom were cleaning up all the pop cans and garbage. When they finished, Jason looked at his mom and asked her politely, "Mom? Can I unwrap my gift now?" "Not while your father is in the house." "Oh come on, mom! You know dad's so asleep that nothing's going to wake him." Brenda knew that her husband was sound asleep, so she told Jason to wait for her in the basement while she went upstairs to put her robe and underwear on. Jason sat down on the couch. His palms were sweaty and he was shaking a little bit. His mom walked down the steps in heels and a bathrobe. Under the bathrobe, she had on only a bra and panties. Jason stood there, his jaw dropped. Brenda walked up to him and told him to relax. She undid her bathrobe and sat next to him, crossing one leg over the other. "Now, honey, you have to be gentle and, if you want to stop, just say so. I don't want this to get weird." Jason just knodded. Brenda leaned back against the couch, lifting her hips up, and pulled her panties down all the way off, putting them on the couch next to her. She put one leg over the other again and looked at Jason. "Are you sure you still want to see my vagina, honey?" "Yes, mom. I'd really like to touch it too." "Okay, sweetie. One thing at a time." She was now sitting next to her son, naked from the waist down. Brenda uncrossed her legs and told Jason to lean over. "Give me your hand." Brenda guided his forefinger to her and lightly went over her slit with it. She leaned back a little bit to give Jason better access to her whole pussy. "See, honey? That's my butthole right there." Jason took his finger and felt over it. "It's okay, you can put your finger in my vagina, but remember: do it slowly." Jason took two of his fingers and started to push them in and out, slowly. He could feel her wetness. "Mom! You're wet down there." "Well, honey, I'm only human. You're fingering me!" Jason kept it up and picked up the pace a little bit. "Mom? Can you take your bra off?" Brenda unclasped her bra and let it fall to her thigh. Jason knelt in front of her, spread legs, and started fingering her faster. He stopped for a second, which surprised Brenda. "What's wrong, honey?" "Can I put my little finger in your ass, mom?" "What have I told you about cursing in this house?! Nothing is going up my butt, understand? She stood up. "Pull your pants up and go wash up before breakfast." She walked over to the sink and put the towel in warm water, soaking it. Jason ran upstairs and waited for his mom at the kitchen table. John came down soon after. "What you been up to, kiddo?" "Not much, dad. Just cleaning up after last night." Her husband's kiss on her neck and slap on the ass freed her of her deep thoughts. Their 18 year old daughter, Amy, walked into the kitchen in her bikini. "Why don't you put on some clothes, honey? We're not at the beach." Amy wrapped herself in a towel and sat down to eat. "Who wants to go to the beach today," Brenda asked upon seeing her daughter's breakfast attire. Jason kept glancing at his sister's breasts. "Sure, I wanna go to the beach." John: "Awesome, Jas'! Why don't you go help your sister load the van." "Dad can we bring the umbrella?" "Yeah, that's a great idea. Put the second row seats down and put all the stuff behind my seat." Forty five minutes later, Jason and Amy finished loading up the van. The second row seats were down and full of beach stuff. Towels, tanning lotions, a couple of tents, beach balls and an umbrella, that was completely blocking the rear left seat. The only seats left were the driver's seat, passenger's, and the rear right seat, which was now behind a mountain of blowup floats. Amy yelled, "I'm sittin up front!" Brenda: "Alright. Me and Jas' will sit in the back." John: "What are you two gonna do back there?" Brenda: "I'll just have Jason sit on my lap." They got into the van and took off. John looked into his mirror "You guys okay back there?" Brenda: "Yeah we're good." About 5 minutes into the ride, Brenda turned to Jason. "Honey, my right leg is asleep. You've gotten very heavy in the past few months." "Do you want to switch, mom?" Brenda whispered: "Okay, but no funny stuff now. Your father can see us in the mirror." They switched and Brenda was now sitting in Jason's lap. His erection was at half-mast, but she could still feel it. Her knee-long skirt and low-cut shirt that covered her bikini top weren't helping much either. Jason tried to take his mind off of his mom's ass, so close to his crotch. John looked in the rear-view mirror at his wife. "Honey, did you bring my tanning lotion?" "Yeah, it's gotta be somewhere in this pile. "I wanna get a good tan today, so I'm not even gonna put any lotion on." Brenda could feel Jason's erection getting firmer and the pressure on her thigh was growing. "Well, you'll burn without lotion. Have you heard about the rise of skin cancer? At least put on SPF 15." "Okay, mom. I'll do that." Jason whispered to his mom. "Dad can't see your breasts, mom. Can I feel them?" Brenda shook her head 'no.' Jason wasn't convinced that she meant it, so he put his hands on her hips. She took her hands off the seat and put them on his, prying his hands off of her. "I can't believe I even considered that this morning. No more fondling, especially around your father." She whispered back at him. Jason's prick was now at it's hardest as the road got bumpier. He put his hands on her hips again. Brenda thought he was just trying to keep her balanced. He kept sliding his hands up and down her hips. She thought nothing of it and didn't protest. Jason's hard cock was right on her pussy. Brenda moved to the side as she became aware of her wetness. She couldn't believe she was getting wet. It was a while since she and John had had sex, so any friction easily caused her to get wet. She was so ashamed, she got up and scooted a little bit lower, trying to avoid her son's hard cock. she was about to slide off Jason's lap, so she leaned back onto her kid. Her juices were now soaking her panties. "This was a bad idea, Jason." Jasons hands moved higher up her sides. He reached her tits and squeezed each from the sides. "No, honey. Not now! I promise, I'll let you, later." "When, mom?" "I don't know, when we get home." She didn't feel right, letting her son touch her breasts in this aroused state. Her belief was to let him learn and have fun but it would be wrong if she let him do it while she was aroused. The time flew by for Jason, but for Brenda it was the longest ride of her life. "Were here!" John yelled. Brenda got off of her son's lap, turned around, and whispered to him, "Stay in the car until you calm down a bit." she glanced at his penis, indicating that was what she meant. "Okay, mom. I get it." "What's all the whispering in the back?" Amy asked her mom. Brenda ignored the question and Amy looked at the two of them with a smirk. They all grabbed the stuff from the van and headed for the beach. Amy had on a yellow bikini and high-heeled sandals. Brenda turned to her, "Sweetie? Don't you think that's a little inappropriate?" Amy responded, "I'm 18, mom. I'm not a little kid anymore." "Fine, honey. If your father's fine with it, I'm fine with it too. They situated themselves on the beach. Amy lied on her belly right next to her mom. John opened up the newspaper and that was it for him. Jason went into the water. Amy turned to Brenda. "Mom? Will you put some lotion on my back and then I'll do you too? "Sure, sweetie. No problem. Brenda knelt down next to her daughter. She untied her top straps and let them fall to the side. "What are you doing?" Brenda: "It's okay, honey. You don't want tan lines, do you?" Jason was coming out of the water to a hot scene. His mom was putting lotion on his sister's back in a massaging motion. After she finished, Amy got up and did the same to her mom. Jason couldn't get enough of this. "Mom? When are you gonna do what you promised?" Amy turned around. "What's he talkin' about, mom?" Brenda: "Nothing, honey." "No seriously, mom? What is it?" "I don't know. He wanted me to buy him something when we were walking by the beach stand over at the parking lot." Jason nagged on. "Awww, mom. Come on! Are you done tanning?" Brenda: "No, I'm not, as a matter of fact. I told you to be patient. If you keep asking me, you won't get anything." John: "What does he want, Brenda? I'll buy it for him. What is it, ice cream?" Brenda: "No, honey. Don't worry. I'll take him. Come on, Jason. Let's go. Amy. Honey. Do you mind tying my bikini strap?" Amy responded in a very suspicious tone. "Sure, mom." Brenda got up with an annoyed expression on her face. She grabbed Jason's hand and almost dragged him up the stairs. "What did I tell you?! I said, don't be silly and don't fool around. Your father picks up on alot of things. You'd be surprised." "I know, mom, but you promised you would let me feel your boobs after the ride." "I said, when we get home.""Why can't we do it here, mom? There's a spot behind the parking lot in the woods. Nobody will see us." Brenda "What is it that you want to see, anyway?" "I don't know, mom." Brenda: "I've already let you feel my breasts a couple of times. I even let you finger me.." Brenda realized she said that a little loud because there were some kids walking past them, so she lowered her tone. "I even let you finger me." "Mom? I think there are condoms at that grocery store over there." Jason pointed to a deli. "So? What do you need condoms for?" Brenda responded with a grin. "You said you would let me have sex with you if I had condoms." "I never said that! What are you talking about? I didn't mean to imply that at all." "Well you sure fooled me." "Aww, I'm sorry, honey, but that wouldn't be right. What if the condom broke accidentally? What would we do then if I got pregnant with your baby? You didn't think about that one, did you?" Jason responded, "But that won't happen, mom! I'll be very careful. If we do it on the way home in the car, you could sit on my lap and it wouldn't even be like we're having sex because the car ride alone would be creating friction and plus it would be a great learning experience for me." Brenda wasn't completely opposed to this idea. She remembered the car ride to the beach and even thought it might be fun. Plus she was still wet from the car ride to the beach. "You would be able to get an erection with your father 10 feet away in the driver's seat?" Jason was optimistic. "Of course, mom. I think I'll have no problem with that." "Wow, I can't believe I'm gonna let you do this. Where is that store?" Jason was so happy, he jumped up and hugged his mom. She was smiling now, too. "Follow me, mom." He lead her to the store where they bought some condoms. An hour later, they all finished packing up the van and climbed in the van. John looked in the mirror and saw that his wife was sitting on Jason's lap. "You're gonna suffocate him back there, Brenda." She responded, "No, honey. He'll be fine." Amy, you okay up front?" "Yeah, mom. I'm good. I think I'm gonna get some sleep." That was the last of the conversation for a while. In the back of the van Jason finally managed to reach his condom's from his back pocket, but now he had another problem. He was completely limp. Brenda could feel the lack of a hardon and turned around. "What's wrong? Are you nervous? I knew you'd be nervous because your father can see us in the rearview mirror." "No, Mom. I'll be fine. I just need some stimulation." Brenda didn't want to do any more than she had to. "What can I do?" "I don't know, mom. Use your imagination." Brenda stood up off his lap and pulled her panties and dress down all the way to her ankles. Her bare ass was sitting in Jason's lap. "Stand up again, mom, so I can get my swimming trunks off." Jason whispered to his mother. Jason pulled them down and felt his mom's warm ass on his penis. She slowly started to grind her ass on his crotch and, sooner than she expected, she was getting a response. Jason reached around and cupped her breasts. She was now giving him a lap dance while smiling at John in the rearview mirror. Jason reached in between her legs and found her clitoris. He started rubbing it slowly and then picked up the speed. He could feel his mom's now hardened nipple with his left hand. Her pussy juices were now all over his fully erect cock. Brenda stood up a little to give Jason enough room to position himself and took hold of his cock, aiming it at her pussy. She was now very wet and worked up. She rubbed his cockhead up and down the length of her pussy lips teasing him. Jason took hold of her hips and pulled her down slamming his thickness all the way into her depths. She let out a quiet sigh which john heard. "You guys okay back there" Brenda immediately responded. "Yeah honey my foot fell asleep." Jason sat there with his mother impaled on his dick, both of them motionless. The forgotten condoms laid on the seat next to them, unopened. She sat up and then down again, a little surprised at the length of his cock. After a few seconds, she noticed John's attention was on the road. She did it again, but this time repeating it 3 times. Jason's cock was throbbing. Brenda turned around and whispered to him, "It's okay. Dad's watching the road now." She didn't want to wait for the car to hit bumps for her to enjoy it, so she took things in her own hands. She leaned back onto Jason and started bouncing on his cock. Her face was getting redder and sweatier. Jason held her hips and helped her bouncing motion. Quiet slaps echoed through the back of the van as their fucking continued. Jason was close to cumming and sad, "Mom? I'm gonna cum!" "You can't cum yet! Slow down." She sat on his cock, motionless for 20 seconds, then started bouncing again. This time, Jason managed to hold his orgasm. Brenda sped up her bouncing and now they were fucking hard. She put her head down as her breathing quickened. She leaned on him again and grabbed his left hand, putting it on her left breast, grabbing the back of his head with her right hand. She whispered in between breaths, "Faster, honey. Don't finish yet." "I'm almost there, mom." He kept fucking her hard. Brenda could feel her orgasm building up, so she quickened her grind. Just a few seconds later, she started cumming. Her jaw dropped and her body shivered. She put up the best effort not to squeal, and put a hand over her mouth. Her orgasm was losing steam now, but Jason kept fucking her. The cloth seat was drenched with the juices of mother and son. Jason wanted to make her cum again, so he reached inbetween her legs and started fingering her clitoris. Brenda was right back into it. She noticed that they were getting really close to home. "Jason sweetie, we're just down the street from our house." He snapped out of his trance and realized she was right. "Okay mom just a couple more pumps." Before he had the chance to finish saying that, he felt his orgasm building. He started shooting cum into his mom and, the second she felt it, it stimulated her G-spot, so she came on his cock again. Spurt after spurt, Jason filled his mother with hot semen. After about 30 seconds of cumming, the both of them were done, and breathing very heavily. Brenda got off Jason's cock and quickly pulled up her skirt and panties. Jason did the same. His mom's juices were all over his balls and pelvis. Brenda turned around and planted her lips on her 13 yearold, saying "I hope you've learned enough because we can't repeat this again. And I had better not be pregnant, or you're grounded, mister." Jason responded with a shy, "Thanks, mom." They both quietly got out of the van. Chapter 2 The next day, Jason woke up with a hardon. His sister, Amy, was still asleep in the bed across the room from him. He promised his mom he wouldn't tell anyone about their sexual episode in the back of the family van, but he was very close with his sister and usually told her everything. He glanced over at her and saw that she was sleeping in only her panties and a tank-top. He had always fantasized about Amy, but that was the only thing he never told her. He often masturbated in the family room while sniffing her dirty panties. The sound of him turning over in his bed and rustling the sheets woke his sister up. Amy glanced at him, which he noticed. She noticed he was smiling as he laid there, looking up at the celing. Jason was thinking of the smell of his mother's juices, which his penis was drenched in last night. Amy knew he was hiding something. "What are you smiling about, you little twerp," she said with a chuckle in her tone. "Hmmm, nothing," responded Jason. "Oh come on, what's the smile about? I know you wanna tell me something." "Yeah, but this is one thing I promised mom I wouldn't talk about." Amy was a little puzzled after he said, 'mom.' "What do you mean, 'mom?' What happened? I promise, I won't tell!" Jason responded. "What do I get from you if I tell you?" Amy smiled. "I don't know. What did you have in mind?" "How about you show me your boobs?" Amy was kind of disgusted, but not utterly. "You pervert. Stop playing around and tell me what you and mom are hiding!" Jason was serious now. "Do you want me to tell you or not?" "Of course I want you to tell me." "Then flash your boobs at me. It's no big deal." Amy didn't say a thing for a few seconds. "Okay fine, but I'm just going to flash you." She pulled up her tank-top, exposing her young 18 year old breasts to her 13 year old brother. They were nice and firm; just the right size. Jason was drooling as he looked at his sister's naked breasts. "That's enough. Now tell me the big secret." Jason had to tell her because he had promised. "Okay, fine, but you're never gonna believe me." Amy was getting more excited by the minute. "Just blurt it out already!" "Okay, fine. Remember yesterday when I was asking mom to get me that thing?" "Yeah, what was the thing?" "Well, before we went to the beach, mom promised she would let me have sex with her, and on the way home, we went to a store, bought a condom, and mom let me fuck her in the back seat. That's why she was sitting on my lap!" "You can't be serious." "I swear on my life. I kept begging her and begging her to teach me about it, and that was the only way she could shut me up." "Oh. My. God! It totally makes sense! Believe it or not, I totally sensed something weird was going on." "Yeah. I'm no longer a virgin, and I lost my virginity to mom!" Amy was initially repulsed by the thought of her brother and mother fucking, but then started to find it interesting. Arousing, even. She couldn't believe she felt that way, but there it was. She kept asking questions. "It's illegal for people to have sex with a minor, let alone their kids. How long did you guys do it for?" "I don't know. Pretty much the entire ride home. She pulled her panties and skirt down and just sat on my dick. Then she bounced on it for the duration of the ride." "Oh my god, that slut! Did she enjoy it?" "I don't know. She seemed like she was enjoying it. Mom even let me feel her tits while I was fucking her." Amy couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was ashamed, but it was definitely turning her on thinking about her mature mom, impaled on her young son's cock. "Was she wet down there?" "Yeah. Her juices were dripping all over my dick and stomach. It was a total mess back there." Amy was naturally curious about her brother's penis size, considering he made their mature and experienced mom cum. "Can you show me your dick, Jas'?" Jason pulled his shorts down and his cock sprang out. It was rock hard and was moving to his heartbeat. Amy laid her eyes on his 6 inch hardness. She wasn't exactly impressed, but thought it was fairly decent-sized. "Wow. That's pretty good for your age. I bet mom wants some more of that right there," she said with a sarcastic giggle. Jason responded, "Oh, you think it's funny huh? She came twice, you know." "Oh, really? How could you tell? That was your first time." Jason was getting frustrated with his sister. "I don't know, exactly. All I know is, there was a lot of water everywhere. On the seat, on my balls, and stomach, so you laugh all you want." Amy responded. "Wow, that's pretty interesting. I wanna see mom's tits too." "Why would you want to see them? You've got a pair of your own." Amy responded, "I don't know. I think it would be kind of neat to see them." They continued their conversation until about 10:30, when their father interrupted them. "Come on kids. Mom's got breakfast ready. let's eat." They looked at each other, winked, and followed their father down into the kitchen. Amy purposely didn't put on any shorts and went to the kitchen in only her panties and a tank-top. She noticed her father looking at her as she made her way down the stairs. "Okay. You're not a little girl any more, sweetie," her father told her. She jumped on top of him and threw her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist, forcing him to carry her into the kitchen. "Just let me eat my breakfast and then I'll put some shorts on, daddy." They walked into the kitchen. Brenda looked at her daughter funny, smirking. Shortly thereafter, Jason walked in with jeans on. He was trying to conceal his hardon, but his sister sitting next to him in a tank-top and panties wasn't helping much. They finished breakfast quickly and John got up and said, "I'm gonna go read the paper by the pool. Can you make me some coffee, sweetie?" He turned to his wife and kissed her on the cheek. Brenda responded, "Oh sure, honey. You kids want some coffee?" Both of them nodded 'no.' Jason got up and said, "I'm gonna join dad by the pool." Brenda noticed, Amy was looking at her differently. As soon as John walked out of the kitchen, Brenda looked at her daughter. "Okay, what's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?" Amy kept smiling, but didn't say anything. Brenda was still in her robe and only had panties on under it. She leaned against the counter and slurped her coffee with a smile while she looked at her daughter. Amy broke the silence. "Mom. I know what you and Jason did yesterday and I have nothing against it, but I want some lessons too." Brenda didn't expect this at all. She put her coffee cup down and walked around the table to sit next to her daughter. "Did Jason tell you about us?" "Yeah, mom. It's no big deal. I promise I won't tell anyone, unless…" "Unless what?!" Amy kept going on, "I promise I won't tell, but only if you let me see and touch your breasts. I mean, come on, mom! It's only fair, after what Jason did to you!" Brenda couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into. She wasn't even thinking and blurted out, "I'm gonna kill that little brat!" "Don't blame him for everything. I noticed something was strange myself. I would have eventually found out." Brenda leaned back in her chair and undid her robe. Before she continued, she said, "you have to promise you won't tell daddy or this ends now." "I promise, mom." She leaned over the table and kissed her mother on the cheek. Brenda pulled the robe partially away from her body, which was enough for Amy to see her breasts. She then took her daughter's hand and put it on her breast, feeling it over. Amy's mouth fell open as she kept feeling up her mom. Brenda grabbed the back of Amy's head and pulled it closer to her. "It's okay, honey. I know you want to," Brenda added. Amy planted her lips on her mom's nipple and took it in her mouth, suckling on it. Brenda thought it was a bit too loud, and scalded her. "Shhhhh, your father might come back to get his coffee." Brenda's tit was still in Amy's mouth, so she just hummed "mmmhmmm" and continued sucking on her mother. Amy was getting bolder and placed her right hand on her mother's left knee, and began a slow approach to her pussy. Brenda grabbed amy's hand and pushed it away. "Just this for now, okay, honey?" Amy knodded and took her lip off the nipple. She planted a short wet kiss on her mom's lips, but Brenda did not kiss her back. "Okay, that's enough, honey," she said as she stood up and tied her robe together. "Now I'm going shopping. I'll have to talk to you kids after your father leaves." Amy had been planning to go shopping all week. "Mom? I need to go shopping, too." Jason burst into the kitchen. "Who's going shopping?" Brenda's plans for a peaceful afternoon of shopping were now ruined. She invited her kids along. "Fine. Let's all go shopping." Jason added "Mom? you know I need a new formal suit for the school dance on friday." She just nodded and told them to hurry up and meet her in the van. The ride to the mall was pretty quiet until Brenda broke the silence. "Okay, you two. I have to talk to you about something. Now Jason, I don't appreciate you spilling the beans about what we did." Jason tried to interrupt her, but she cut him off. "Let me finish! You sister told me what you said to her and I'm not thrilled about it." Jason looked at his sister with an angry smirk. "Bitch!" he muttered under his breath. Amy stuck her tongue out at him. "I'm talking right now!" Brenda repeated herself. "Now, we have to keep this between the three of us. We can't let anyone else know. This is incest and I could go to jail for letting Jason, well, you know." Amy and Jason giggled quietly. "We won't tell anyone else, I promise," added amy as she looked at Jason for confirmation. "I won't tell anyone mom. The only reason I told Amy is because I tell her everything. Shes my sis and I love her." Brenda was proud of how close her kids were. "Well, it's not that bad, I guess. We're family, after all, and if you can't trust family, who can you trust? Now who needs what I'm buying today to seal our secret pact?" Jason said, "I just need the formal suit mom, but thanks for the offer." Amy needed all kinds of things. "I need everything, mom, from shoes to panties." Brenda looked in the rearview mirror and smiled, "That's fine, honey. We'll get you what you need. Just don't forget our deal. And they drove on happily. Brenda was feeling more relaxed about her sexuality with her son. As they walked through the mall, they stopped by almost every other store. Brenda bought Jason the new shoes he liked, and they stopped and got chinese. As they continued through the mall, they came across Victoria's Secret. Amy looked at her mom. "Can we just try on a few things, mom? I promise, it wont take long." Brenda was in a hurry to get home but said, "No problem, sweetie." As they walked in, an attractive woman in her late 40's greeted them. "Hey guys. What can I do you for?" Brenda looked around at all the bras and panties and answered, "Well, my daughter needs some panties. She's been growing out of them lately. The sales lady responded, "Oh, no problem. Follow me, please." She took them to the back right corner of the store and started showing them some of the sexier panties and bras. Brenda looked at the sales lady and added, "This will do fine. By the way, where is your dressing room?" She pointed to the back right corner and walked away. Amy already had her eye on a few pairs. "Mom? Look at these! I wanna try these on." Brenda rolled her eyes, taking the panties in her hands. "I can't believe how revealing these things are today." Jason could already picture his sister in them. "Mom? I wanna try them on." Brenda grabbed two pairs of bras and said, "Let's go to the dressing room." Jason's cock was getting harder and harder trying to picture his mom in those bras. "Mom? can I come too? I promise, I'll behave," he said with a sincere look. "Okay, fine, but you just sit there and don't say anything. They went to the last stall in the back of the dressing room and all three went inside. Amy started to unbotton her jeans and Brenda took off her shirt, revealing a black, almost see-through bra. Jason sat there, half embarrassed about his hardon, which was getting worse by the second. Brenda looked at him and kind of felt sorry for the little guy. "Oh my god, look at him. His penis is hard already. I guess it's because of his age." Amy giggled, "Yeah, you okay there, buddy," she said in a sarcastic tone. Amy sounded sarcastic, but was getting turned on by the entire scene. She glanced over at her mom, who was nunclasping her bra slowly, revealing her 40-some year old, but still quite perky, breasts. Jason was getting more and more uncomfortable and started fidgeting. His rock hard cock wanted to burst out of his pants. Brenda was now topless as her bra fell to the ground. She put on the new bra and glanced at herself in the mirror. "Wow, this looks pretty good on me, huh?" Amy was in her panties and started to slide them off. She kicked them to the side, next to her mom's bra, and put on the new black laced panties. She pulled up her shirt and revealed her tight stomach in the mirror. Both women were now half-naked, standing in front of Jason, who was sitting down on the side bench. Amy looked at her brother again and then looked at her mom. "Mom?" Brenda recognized that tone and looked at her young daughter with concern. "What is it, sweetie?" Amy looked at her brother and then back at her mom. "You know that I'm a virgin, right?" Brenda was a little bit surprised. "Well, that's okay, honey. You're too young to have sex, anyway. It's dangerous. There are all kinds of diseases out there these days, not to mention getting pregnant." Amy looked at her mom again. "What if you let me do it with Jason? He has no diseases. He's only done it with you." Brenda was a little weirded out, but didn't completely dismiss the idea. "I don't know about that. He's your brother, for crist's sake. I mean, it's wrong!" Amy saw that her mom wasn't completely against it. "But why not mom? You did it with him. It isn't fair," she said with an almost angry tone. Meanwhile, Jason just sat there speechless. He couldn't believe what was going on in front of his eyes. His sister was begging her mom to let her have sex with him. Her brother! Brenda kept on arguing with Amy. "Honey, you're a virgin. Do you know how much it hurts when you're a virgin?" "I don't care, mom. I just wanna do it." Brenda added, "We don't have any condoms here." "That's okay, mom. You'll be here to make sure nothing bad happens." Jason tried to get into the conversation. Brenda turned toward him and said angrily, "You sit there and be quiet." Jason put his head down. Brenda looked at her young daughter and now noticed she was braless, because her young nipples were poking through her tank-top. She sat to the right of Jason and patted the empty seat on her right. "Come sit down, sweetie." Amy sat next to her mom, still only in her panties and tank-top. "Okay, you guys can do it, but there are a couple of rules. First, Jason, you just sit there and don't touch your sister until I say you can." Jason nodded. "Okay, mom." Brenda continued, "Second, when you have to cum, let us know so we can pull her off of you in time. Third, you have to be very quiet. The dressing room is quiet right now, but there are people coming and going all the time." Brenda turned to her daughter. "Honey, do you think you're wet enough for him to get in there without too much pain?" Amy was a little puzzled. "I don't know, mom." Brenda responded "Okay, let me see." she took hold of her panties with her right hand and pulled the elastic open, glancing down at her daughter's young bush, which was nicely trimmed. She slipped her left hand down her tight stomach and found her slit. She felt over it with her fingers and inserted her middle finger into her daughter's tight virgin pussy. She pushed it in and out for a while. Amy's breathing started to quicken, her head rested on her mom's shoulder. Jason's jaw dropped. He kept drooling over the hot scene in front of him. Brenda decided that her daughter's pussy wasn't quite moist enough. "Honey, you aren't quite wet enough. It's gonna hurt a lot." Jason tapped his mom on the shoulder. "I got an idea. What if I lick her vagina to get it wet enough?" Brenda responded angrily, "No! You just sit there. I'll get her wet enough." Brenda got up and stood over her two kids, who were sitting on the bench. She still had her new bra on and her business skirt. She knelt in front of her daughter's legs and pushed them apart. "Scoot down a little bit, sweetie." Amy scooted down and got her pussy closer to her mom. Brenda grabbed her panties on the sides, said, "Lift your ass off the seat for a minute," and slid her panties completely off. She got down closer and kissed her clit. "Spread them a little, baby." She licked all over the length of her slit. Amy let out a loud sigh. "Shh quiet," said Brenda, and continued to lick her slit. She put her arms under Amys legs and lifted them up over her shoulders, then spread out her young pussy with her hands. Brenda planted her whole mouth on it and started sucking it. She went all the way down to her asshole and way back up to her slit as her licking and sucking intensified. She stuck her tongue deep into her daughter and sucked her juices for another minute or two. "Okay, you're ready now." Amy was a little bit dizzy from her mom's tongue as she helped her up. Jason's cock was already out and rock hard. Some precum was on the tip of his head, oozing down it's length. Amy put her leg over her brother and was about to impale herself on his hardness when Brenda stopped her. "One second. Before you do that, we gotta get his penis wet, too." She took her son's cock with her left hand and took the head in her mouth. Her tongue worked around his head and then she took his lengh all the way down, deep in her throat, and started bobbing her head up and down. Jason was in heaven. For the moment, his mother's mouth would suffice over his sister's pussy. He felt the familiar sensation; that tingling in his balls. "Mom? If you keep at it, I'm going to cum in your mouth!" Brenda slowed her bobbing, pressed the tip of her tongue in his pisshole, and waited for a moment. Then she took her mouth off his cock and a loud pop echoed through the dressing room. "Okay, go ahead, but slowly." Amy positioned herself over her brother's cock, her back to him. Brenda took hold of Jason's rod and smeared his precum all over his sister's slit. Then she put her hands on Amy's hips and slowly pushed her down. "Ohhhh, mom. It hurts." "It's okay baby, that's normal. Don't stop. Go all the way down." Amy sat on her brother's cock and let out a silent scream. "Shhhh," Brenda put her fingers on amy's mouth and helped her up again. Jason tried to grab Amy's tits but Brenda slapped his hands away. Amy finally started the up and down motion on her own as their fucking got wetter. Brenda put one hand on amy's tit and said "It's okay baby, just relax." Amy looked at her mom sexily as her brother continued fucking her. Brenda put a finger on Amy's clit, which put her over the edge. Amy exploded in an orgasm, which was the best feeling she ever felt in her young life. She was a squirter like her mom. The fucking came to a slow stop as Amy's knees were getting weaker and weaker. Brenda noticed Amy's knees were quivering as she helped her off Jason's cock. Amy looked at her mom and said without hesitating, "Mom? You wanna go next?" Brenda was a little bit surprised. "I thought this was just about your virginity. I've already had sex with him, regrettably," she said as she smirked at her son. "Come on, mom. it'll be quick. I doubt he can last much longer than 30 seconds, right buddy?" Amy said as she looked at her brother. "How much longer can you last, Jas'?" Brenda looked at him. "I don't know, mom. She's probably right; about a minute more, maybe." Brenda sighed loudly, as if she were doing Jason some big favor. "Jesus, I can't believe I'm about to do this!" She pulled her skirt up and slipped her panties off. Amy threw the panties on the floor. Brenda kept her bra and skirt on because she felt ashamed of being naked in front of her kids. She threw one leg over Jason and straddled him, impaling herself on his cock. "Ohhh." She was surprised at how much bigger it felt this time around. Jason was smiling as he looked at his mom. "Wipe that smile off your face," Brenda quietly scalded him. "This better be over quick." She started bouncing up and down on his cock, relying on her feet for balance and support. Brenda positioned herself so his cock was rubbing her clit, and almost started a slow grind. "You guys okay in here?" The voice of the sales lady came from the entrance end of the dressing room. Brenda stopped her motion and just sat there on her son's cock. "We're just fine." Brenda answered. The sales lady spoke again. "If you guys need anything, just let me know. I can help you decide what looks right and what doesn't." Brenda was worried about the sales lady coming closer and told her daughter to leave the stall and talk to her for a minute. Amy put her panties back on and walked into the hallway. "How do you like these panties?" The sales lady was surprised to see the young 18 year old. "Oh, they look great on you, honey! Have you tried any bras to match?" Their conversation continued as Brenda sat on her son, motionless. She looked down at him and saw that he was almost done. She began a slow, but quiet grind on his cock. "Shhh," she urged him not to make any noise. Jason put his hands on her hips and helped the fucking motion. The voices of her daughter and the sales lady in the hall were drowning out the wet fucking, which was picking up in pace. "Okay, thanks," Amy said to the sales lady as she walked away and went back into the dressing room. "Amy, he's never gonna cum from this position. I gotta get down on the floor." Brenda got up off her son's cock, which sprang up and hit him in the stomach, and positioned herself on the floor. She pulled her skirt all the way up and spread her legs. Jason rubbed his cock over her slit and asshole, which annoyed Brenda, so she reached over and pulled his cock towards her pussy, inserting it all the way in. Jason started to fuck her fast now, their pelvises slapping against each other violently. Amy was getting more and more turned on and she bravely reached around for her mother's ass, finding her asshole. Brenda gently took her hand and pulled it away. A few seconds later, Amy grew bold again and tried the same thing. She found her mother's asshole and inserted her middle finger, looking at her. She could tell she was feeling it, so she went deeper. Soon, Brenda's juices were flowing down to her asshole, which made Amy's finger fucking smoother. She inserted another finger, after which Brenda let out a loud sigh. "Shhh mom," Amy beckoned, and continued fucking her ass with two fingers. Jason's thrusts became more erratic and quickened. Brenda noticed this and tried to say, inbetween breaths, "You... better pull out in... time." Jason just knodded and kept fucking. Suddenly, the stall door next to them opened violently and hit their stall wall, startling them and causing Brenda to freeze again, pushing herself back on Jason's cock and pinning him against the opposite wall. She could feel him throbbing, deep inside of her. A woman's voice called out, as if to no one in particular, "Oh, terribly sorry!" Brenda listened carefully to the music coming from the woman's earbuds and was certain that she couldn't here them at all. Still, it frustrated her immensely. She wanted so badly to cum and now she'd have to do it with an audience. The thrill of being caught only encourged Jason, who started fucking his mother with a newfound fervor. "Oh, I'm gonna cum!" He whispered loudly. "Not yet, Jason! I need it. Don't cum yet!" She wrapped her arms around his pelvis, trying to slow him down, but he was unstoppable. "Mom?" Jason questioned her intentions, still pounding her like it was his first time. "Oh, Jason. It feels so good," was all she could manage, trailing off in extasy. Jason came deep inside Brenda, spewing rope after rope of cum beads inside of her. Brenda just laid there, unsatisfied and embittered. She stood up, not realizing how much cum her young son had just deposited. Familial seed ran down her wanting pussy, staining her skirt. Brenda got up and walked over to her purse, where she had some napkins. She wiped her pussy over and over trying to get his come out, then she did the same with her skirt, but it was useless. "Oh god. Now I have to buy this," she added. Amy got up and put her jeans back on while her mom took the new bra off and put her old bra and shirt on. Jason just sat on the floor, naked and exausted from fucking the two women. Brenda never came, but she was impressed at how he made his sister cum and almost got her off again. Brenda grabbed Jason's hand and helped him up. "Come on baby, get dressed." They somehow put him back together and walked out of the dressing room. Brenda handed her new bra to the sales lady at the register and noticed the sales lady had a smile on her face. They grabbed all the rest of their bags and headed home. As they walked through the mall, Brenda felt very uncomfortable. She didn't cum and some of her juices were oozing down her thighs. Amy noticed something was wrong with her mom and she gave Jason a look. Jason made a gesture like he didn't know what was wrong with her. "Mom? Are you alright?" Amy asked Brenda. "Yeah, honey. I'm just fine...why do you ask?" Jason got into the conversation. "You didn't cum, did you, mom?" Brenda turned around and told him to keep his voice down. "For your information, I did not. But it's okay, Jas'. I know it's hard to handle two of us, but you did just fine, honey." She hugged her son as they walked out into the parking lot. "Mom? I can go again, if you want me to." "Yeah, I'm okay with that, mom. I'll drive us home and you guys can go in the back and finish your business, if you want." Brenda really needed to cum because she couldn't think straight so worked up. "Okay. We'll put the seats down on the floor and you can drive." They got in the van and threw all the bags in the trunk area. Then, Jason flattened all the seats, which were designed to go into the floor. Brenda laid on the floor and Jason got on top of her. He put his face close to his mom's and started to kiss her neck. Brenda took hold of his face and planted a wet kiss on his lips. She was so horny, she lost all control. Jason slid out of his jeans and underwear, pulling his t-shirt off as Brenda took her skirt off and removed her panties, one leg at a time. Laying on the car's carpet irritated her bra clasp, so she took that off too. The two were entirely naked. Amy adjusted the rearview mirror so she could see the action. Brenda's jaw dropped as her son entered her again. He felt like a hot knife slicing through butter. Jason flexed his penis a few times inside of her, really working Brenda up. She met her daughter's eyes in the rearview mirror and felt ashamed, but she was too aroused now to let that get in the way of her orgasm. Brenda was surprised by how hard he got in such a short time. Jason started to fuck her as the van rocked with the motion. Brenda's pussy was already very sensitive from the earlier fuck and she was about to cum. No more than two minutes into it, she started to cum on her son's cock. "Oh god, I'm cumming." She said quietly. Her sqirt splashed all over Jason's stomach. The orgasm went through her like an earthquake and her chin quivered. Suddenly, the guilt washed over her. She pulled herself up and pushed her son gently off of her. "But I'm not done, mom!" She looked at her son. "I'm sorry, honey. This is just so wrong. I'm sorry, Amy. This was wrong of me!" She suddenly felt like a worthless mother. The episode in the dressing room could have gotten her young daughter pregnant, in fact both mother and daughter could be pregnant right now, for all she knew. Amy pulled the car over. "Then you drive, mom. I'm going to finish what you started." "No, honey! You can't! It's just as wrong for you to do it as it is me," Brenda pleaded. "I don't think you're in a position to argue with me," Amy reminded her mother. Brenda wiped herself off, put her clothes back on, and switched places with Amy, who was out of her clothes in the blink of an eye. "Hey, brother. Are you ready for me?" Jason could only stare at her breasts. He wasn't sure how this could have happened, but he wasn't going to fight it. She laid down on her back and guided Jason into her. Jason grabbed onto the seat in front of him for support, causing his mother to feel his thrusts through her headrest. Annoyed, Brenda chimed in, "Are you two finished yet? We're nearly home!" "Oh God mom, it feels so good." Amy's voice faded as she shuddered, about to climax. "I know, honey. But it's so wrong." Suddenly, Jason's thrusts became erractic, his thrusts faster, but less controlled. Brenda recognized what was happening and tried to stop it, but it was too late. Jason yelled out, "Jesus! I'm cumming, sis'. I'm cumming so hard!," and blew his load entirely in his older sister. "Don't stop, Jason. I'm about to cum, too!" "I'll try, sis'." Jason fucked her past his threshold, trying to please his sister the way she had him. "Oh yes, Jason. That's it. I'm cumming, too!" Amy's fluids drenched Jason's pubic hair, her thighs, and everything around her, cleaning her out. "We're in the driveway, kids. Please, put your clothes back on." They dressed eachother and exited the van, which smelled of damp sex now. Brenda's love of her children and trying to be a good mom and competing for her kid's love with her husband; it all clouded her thinking and judgement. She wasn't sure what to do, now that her kids weren't interested in stopping this. "Mom Agrees to Help" originally by Erotic Story Teller, modified grammatically and for content by leatherbound.

Rain pattered against my apartment window as I lay back on my couch staring at the roof as the minutes slowly slid by. How was this the most exciting thing to do right now? There was nothing but shit on TV and it wasn’t like I could go outside during this storm so here I was, stuck spending a long weekend evening staring at the roof. Suddenly the sound of my phone vibrating on the coffee table broke me out of my daze. I rolled over on the couch and almost fell off of it as I did that and I grabbed my phone. When I read the message that I had just received my heart seemed to skip a beat and the world froze. I could not hear the storm outside all I could focus on was the message. It was from my younger brother Wyatt. “Hey Katie…” The message read. “I am going to grandpa’s cabin with my kids and we were wondering if you maybe wanted to join us?” Twenty years ago Wyatt and I were hormone crazed teens and one night we discovered that we were in love with each other. I wondered if we had went back in time knowing how everything turned out if we would do it again. We were so young and completely infatuated with each other. Every night that we could I would sneak into Wyatt’s room or he into mine and we would fuck the night away. This went on for many years until one night our luck ran out and everything came crashing down. My parents forced me to move to my grandparents house while they took Wyatt and moved far away from where I was. My grandparents tried their best to love me as any grandparent would but no one could ever replace Wyatt for me. Wyatt was not allowed to contact me and for so many years I didn’t hear from him. My parents would visit every now and then but they were sure to never bring Wyatt. They blamed me and thought of me as a slut that seduced and corrupted my younger brother, if only they knew it was love. Eventually I had to get far away from them and I moved across the country and tried to bury my past behind me. But I never could. As much as I wasted to move past Wyatt over the last twenty years I never could. One day after several years of having no contact with my family I received an invitation in the mail for Wyatt’s wedding. I have never been as close to rock bottom as I was the day I learned that the love of my life had moved on when I could not. That wedding was the most awkward moment of my life. For some reason after they found out about Wyatt and I, my parents thought it right to inform everyone in the family that their slut daughter had fucked their son. No one from my family would even look at me, I had to sit in the back row and watch as my younger brother, now a man got married and my dreams and hopes ended. My grandparents practically fought with my parents to allow me to even go to the after party and at that party all I could do was sit at the open bar and drink my sorrows away. After a couple of drinks I rose from the bar and began to make my way to the exit. But then from across the room I saw Wyatt. It was as if the party had paused and the entire world revolved around the two of us making eye contact. Wyatt left the group that he was in and motioned to behind some curtains where none of our family could see us. I practically sprinted as fast as I could in my dress over to where Wyatt was. I don’t know why I had thought we could run off together that night, away from our family who hated me. I thought that we were meant to be with each other and that even though the universe stood in our way we could make it work. When I got behind the curtains Wyatt stood in front of me dressed in an expensive tuxedo and looking as handsome as when I had left him. His hair was shorter than when we were young but it still had the trademark curls he was known for. Only a couple of freckles remained on his smooth face. His eyes shone a magnificent sky blue as he looked at me intently, trying to get words out. “Hey….” He said filled with nerves. “Hey Wyatt.” I smile warmly back at him He looked over my slender body and a soft smile developed on his face “You look…great” I blushed a bit and thanked him for his kind words. The music of the party was nothing but white noise as we stood in front of each other for the first time in years. Wyatt walked over and pulled me into a tight hug. His fit muscular body held me tightly as I hugged him back. I never wanted that embrace to end, I wanted to be in Wyatt’s strong arms for all eternity. As we broke away I could see tears glistening in his eyes. “I…I am sorry.” For the first time in years a smile had spread across my face “It’s okay…it wasn’t your fault.” I walked over to him and reached out for his hand. Wyatt however backed up and looked at me with wide eyes “Katie…I can’t…we can’t be like that anymore.” My heart dropped and once again my world collapsed around me, was what we had even real anymore? Did any of it matter? I burst into tears and turned around “Katie…” I hear him say “I know nothing can ever be normal between us…but please, I do want you in my life…in my families life.” I did not turn around but kept walking, away from Wyatt and away from the family that turned him against me. For ten years I had never heard from Wyatt until one night where I received a phone call from a number I had never seen before and I heard my brother crying on the other end. “J-Jade left me and the kids…Katie…I don’t know what to do.” A broken Wyatt told me Had I been younger and impulsive I would have seen that moment as a miracle and finally a moment to get back with him now that his wife was gone. But I knew heartbreak first hand and from that night onward Wyatt and I slowly began to rebuild our bond. This message I just received from Wyatt brought a new sense of joy to my evening, hell my life. I had visited Wyatt a couple of times since his wife left him and each time had been a pleasant time, but I wanted more than just a pleasant friendship. I wanted the love of my life back. I specifically have gotten close with his two children; Levi and Emmy and they would jokingly tell me that I was their favorite aunt which was kind of a given because I was their only aunt but it still meant a lot when they would say it. Looking at the message Wyatt had sent me caused my heart to race. What if something could happen between us? Did he still feel the same way towards me as he did so long ago? “I would love to get together with you and the kids!!” I typed to respond to his original message. I took a deep breath and prayed that this could be the moment everything changed. I sent the text and lay back onto my couch while my heart raced As I laid back on the couch and looked at the roof my mind was racing about what could happen. I could not get my expectations too high, but I could hope. We communicated between each other over the evening and put plans into place about spending the weekend at the cabin. I could barely fall asleep that night as I eagerly thought about seeing Wyatt again. I spent hours laying in bed like a kid on Christmas eve imagining just what could happen if we were together. I wanted to see his naked body, his toned abs and developed pecs. Most of all I wanted to feel his massive cock inside of me again. I wondered how much had changed with his body since the last time I had seen him naked. My shaved pussy was so wet thinking about what might happen if we rekindled our love. I wanted Wyatt like I never had before. The minutes passed by slowly and soon I awoke to my alarm going off a 5am, it was time. I packed a travel bag and put a change of clothes and the essential things I would need to stay at my grandpa’s cabin. As I was sifting through my lingerie I saw the tight bra that I had inadvertently worn and seduced Wyatt with on the night our love was born. My tits had rounded out a bit as the years went on but they were still the same perky tits that Wyatt was obsessed with. Against my better judgment I put the tight fitting bra on. It was even tighter than it was when I had first worn it but it did the trick and left very little to the imagination, hopefully this would be the key in bringing Wyatt back to me. I put on a pair of shorts and a loose fitting top and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair went past my shoulder and had a couple of blond streak in it that highlighted my dark blue eyes. I was not as tanned as I was in school as I worked in an office a lot more but I still did my best to be active and that translated into me having a slender and fit body that my ass and tits popped out from. I got into my car and placed my bag in the back. “Just leaving see u soon.” I messaged to Wyatt before I started up my car. I take a deep breath to calm my nerves and backed out of my driveway and left to meet my former lover. The four hour drive felt like a century as I made my way through the countryside and onto back roads as I headed towards the cabin. When Wyatt and I were kids we used to go to our grandparents cabin all the time to spend weekends there in nature and away from the busy commotion of the city. A lot of my most cherished non sexual memories with Wyatt happened there in our younger years. Much to my disappointment I was the first one to arrive at the cabin. It was like a flash of deja vu walking into the cabin and exploring the rooms I had not been in for so long. It was not one of those small cabins but rather it was practically a second house. It had two bedrooms on the top floor and a kitchen area on the bottom floor. Right by the entrance was a well sized living room area with two couches and a rug in between them. Every time I would pass a mirror or a window I would look intently at my reflection and make sure that I struck the balance of looking attractive for Wyatt but also not overly sexual for his kids. As I was organizing my stuff I heard the sound of a car driving down the dirt road towards the cabin. My excitement and anticipation was quickly overcome with nerves as I began to second guess myself, what if Wyatt had truly moved on? I walked towards the entrance and stood on the porch as the car drove towards the house. I could see Wyatt’s son Levi sitting next to him on the passenger seat. When Levi saw me he rolled down his window and waved excitedly at me. When the car stopped the back door quickly shot open and Wyatt’s daughter Emmy came sprinting towards me “Auntie Katie.” She yelled excited as we embraced. “You have grown so much since I last saw you last year!” I say to my niece as we hug each other tightly. Emmy was a gorgeous young woman who looked a lot like Wyatt’s ex wife. She had long blond hair and a very fair complexion. Her eyes were green like trees that surrounded us and her smile was filled with warmth. Even though she was wearing a very loose shirt it was clear to me that her tits were very well sized and had developed a lot since I had last saw her. Levi was going to the back of the car to help Wyatt with unpacking their stuff out of the car, surely wanting to be ‘a man’ and help out with the heavy lifting. Wyatt pointed at me and told Levi to say hello to his aunt first and then he could help out unloading the car. Levi raced over towards me with a beaming smile that he surely inherited from his dad. His hair was a mix between his father’s curls and his mothers blond hair. His eyes were almost identical to Wyatt’s beautiful sky blue eyes and they shone nicely against his tanned face. Levi wrapped his arms around me and we hugged on the porch. Levi was the unfortunate height where every time he would hug me his face would be pressed tightly against my tits. It was awkward for sure but I am sure his hormones loved having his face squished against my tits. Levi looked slightly awkward after hugging face first into my tits and blushed a little bit from embarrassment. He opened his mouth as if to apologize but then closed it and smiled at me. Levi sprinted back to help his dad unload the heavy bags and show off how strong he was. Emmy stood next to me and scoffed “boys…” I laughed at her disgust “If it means I don’t have to lift those bags I am more than okay with it!” Emmy burst out into a laugh and her face lit up with a big smile. “Yeah lets allow them to do that! If we are lucky Levi will break his back carrying a heavy bag and then my dad would have to take him to the hospital so we can have a girls weekend.” Emmy said in a voice laced in sarcasm and hope I had to do my best to pretend to love this idea even though I hated the idea of not being with Wyatt this weekend. “You would want that to happen to your younger brother?” “Of course, he can be so annoying!” Emmy announced. “You can’t tell me that you wouldn’t have felt the same way when you and my dad were our age.” “That’s true, I guess.” I said lying through my teeth. I always knew that Wyatt and I’s relationship was an oddity for siblings even before we started falling in love. It did make me sad to know that Emmy and Levi did not have bond and friendship that Wyatt and I had when we were young. Emmy and I walked into the house and sat down on one of the couches in the living room and we began to catch up on the comings and goings of our lives. Wyatt would walk in every minute or so with one of the bags. I tried to make eye contact with him but he was either ignoring me or oblivious. “Hey auntie Katie…can I ask you something?” Emmy said after Levi and Wyatt left to get the last of the bags. “Of course you can.” I say smiling at my niece. “...um, a lot of girls in my class talk about their boyfriends and how they do sex stuff all the time…is it weird that I’ve never done, um that kind of stuff?” Emmy asked while staring at the floor. “There is no rush Emmy…” I say in the most motherly voice I could muster. “To be honest I was like those girls in your class…I was obsessed with trying to get with a guy, but whenever I did it was not what I was wanting.” Emmy looked up at me and smiled. “Thanks auntie Katie, I guess I was just jealous that they got do something that I couldn’t…” “Do what!?” Levi asked as he entered the door only having heard the end of our conversation. Emmy rolled her eyes and glared at her younger brother. “Shut up, its none of your business.” She yelled Levi appeared to be hurt by his sisters anger and his shoulders slouched back. “…oh…oh okay sorry.” “It’s okay Levi” I call to him. “Your sister and I were just talking about girl stuff.” Levi nods and accepts that as a valid answer and puts the last bag in the kitchen before running over and leaping onto the second couch across from us. “Don’t break this stuff dude.” An annoyed Emmy said to Levi. “It is okay this couch is ancient!” Wyatt said closing the door. “This couch was here when auntie Katie and I were your guys age.” The hairs on the back of my neck shoot up as I heard Wyatt’s footsteps approaching from behind me. He walked past and sits next to his son and puts his feet up on the coffee table. “Did you and auntie Katie spend a lot of time here?” Levi asked. Wyatt looked to me and gave me a slight smile. “Yeah…this cabin was a really special place for us. A lot of our best memories came from this old thing growing up.” We spent the rest of the day settling in and enjoying the beautiful forest and lake and going on a beautiful hike. Wyatt and I barely talked but we would always exchange unsure glances at each other as if we were trying to gauge what the other was thinking. After supper we decided to go down to the lake and while Emmy and Levi swam and played Wyatt and I sat on the bank over looking the lake. We both sat in silence for a while, it was not the awkward kind of silence but rather one of just enjoying the moment. “Emmy and Levi sure have grown a lot since I last saw them.” I say breaking the silence as the two kids splash and play in the distance. “Yeah, its kinda crazy you know. One minute I was changing their diapers and now I have to talk with them about sex and that kind of stuff.” I laugh at Wyatt “I am sure that you are a great father, your kids do love you.” “Yeah…It has been tough since Jade left and as much as I support them, they support me as well.” “What is up between them though? They don’t seem that close.” Wyatt pauses and looks at the ground. “Maybe that’s just normal for siblings…” “It wasn’t normal for us.” I say looking down at the ground while trying to fight tears from remembering the years of pain. “I know Katie…we were different. Even before we started…” Wyatt paused and looked away from me. When he turned back I could see his eyes glistening with tears. “I am so sorry, for everything.” he said breaking into tears. “I was scared and I didn’t know what to do and how to deal with what happened.” I placed my arm around Wyatt and pull him in tightly “It’s okay, it is okay, it wasn’t your fault.” “I know, but I haven’t done much to help you. To everyone you were the whore and I was the innocent one. I was so scared, I should have let them know but I-I couldn’t. I thought if I married Jade I could move on…But I couldn’t.” I pause, allowing my mind to put the pieces together. “Is…is that why she left, because you, um couldn’t move on?” “Yeah…she knew that I couldn’t move on from you Katie.” My heart seems to pause and I have to do everything in my power to not jump for joy and get him naked right then and there. “I couldn’t move on either.” I say as we both look into each others eyes. The world has frozen around us as we look longingly at each other. There is no more doubt or confusion about whether or not we had moved on from the other. “I was ready to leave with you…at my wedding, but I couldn’t.” I look out towards the lake and towards Emmy and Levi. “Jade was pregnant with Emmy wasn’t she?” Wyatt nods solemnly. “Again, I am so sorry. I understand if you don’t want anything to do with me. But I thought you deserved to know…why I was so distant I guess” Slowly I lean in and softly kiss Wyatt on the cheek as my answer. My face is bright red as we sit on the bank of the lake with the sunset in front of us. Wyatt places his hands on my cheek and moves in and kisses me softly on the lips. I could not believe that this was happening, the love of my life had not moved on. When our kiss breaks a wide smile spread across Wyatt’s face. “I have missed this so much…I don’t deserve you.” Wyatt reached his hands out and gently ran them over my shirt. Gently rubbing and massaging my tits. “Are you…is this the bra” He says in disbelief as he feels the tight bra on my tits.. “I thought it might excite you…” “Katie, just sitting next to you gets me excited. I love you so much.” I grab Wyatt by his hands and lead him over to behind a tree where we could not be seen. Wyatt wraps his arms tightly around me and pushes my back up against the tree and pushed me harder against the tree with each kiss. My hands managed to work their way between us and made there way into his shorts. Wyatt breaks our kiss and lets out a loud moan “Oh god Katie…I have wanted you for so long.” He pushes me back into the tree and continues to kiss me. For the first time in 20 years my hands touch Wyatt’s hard cock and touch and explore his hard member. His cock felt to be about the same length as when we were younger but it felt quite a bit thicker. The head of his cock was already soaking with precum and it pulsed with every touch as I played with it inside his shorts. My pussy was soaking wet at this point as years of emotions came upon Wyatt and I. Wyatt broke from our kiss and looked at me filled with desire “Katie I want you so fucking bad” Before I could say anything in response thunder cracked in the distance and broke us out of our stupor. Wyatt looked out from behind the tree and called his kids over to get out of the lake before the storm arrived. I look over at Wyatt and let out a laugh “You might want to adjust yourself before your kids get here.” Wyatt’s shorts were obviously tented from an erection and he quickly stuck his hand down his shorts to hide it from his children that were swimming over. “You know…tonight I could take care of that for you…” I say to Wyatt seductively. “Katie…I don’t know if we can…not with the kids in the cabin with us. But we could try another time maybe?” I looked at Wyatt with a smirk “Then make sure you’re quiet when your hard cock is inside of me.” Any reason or logic was long past for us, all that we had was twenty years of pent up love and desire. Wyatt nodded and quickly kissed me on the lips before we left from behind the tree. Levi was the first out of the water and lifted his arms in triumph. “I beat you Emmy!” Levi yelled at Emmy as she exited the water. It was clear that only one of them considered the swim over a race. Emmy was wearing a bright pink bikini that both expressed being playful yet also seductive. The water must have been cold as her nipples were easily seen through the top of her bikini. She was a beautiful young lady and I knew that her time being without a boy would be over soon judging off of her sexy maturing body. Levi’s body was beginning to show some definition as he grew older and it was clear that he was soon going to develop the same abs and pecs that his father had when he around the age Levi was now. Levi brushed his wet hair away from his eyes and announced to us that he was tired and ready for bed. “Me too buddy!” Wyatt said pulling his wet shirtless son into a hug and giving him a piggyback towards the cabin. As the boys left Emmy looked at me a bit self consciously. “It was the only thing I had to wear…” She said referring to her not very modest bikini. I smile warmly at her “You look beautiful, I am sure any guy would be obsessed with you wearing that.” Emmy blushed and her face turned practically the same color as her bathing suit. “I think Levi…was a little distracted by it.” “Of course he was! He’s a boy and you’re a beautiful girl.” I remark as we turn to follow the boys to the cabin. “Yeah…but he is my brother, that’s pretty weird.” Emmy replies as she wraps a towel around herself to stay warm. “Does it matter? A guy is a guy, all that matters is whether or not they love you…Levi does even though you guys fight a ton.” “I love him too…like sibling love, sure he is kinda cute but that just yucky to think about.” Emmy says with a sweet little giggle. I decide to laugh along with her as we walk back. “I have seen pictures of you and my dad when you guys were younger, I am sure he probably had an innocent hormonal crush on you as well.” I figured that Wyatt and I’s relationship was not mine to talk about with his kids and just smiled. “All boys that age are turned on by girls no matter who they are…” For the rest of the way Emmy and I walked in silence. I had no idea what was racing through her head but I figured if it was something pressing she would have shared. All that I wanted was to get into bed with Wyatt. We got back to the cabin just as the storm rolled in and started dousing the cabin in rain. Wyatt instructed Emmy and Levi that they were sharing a room and to get ready for bed. Emmy looked at me horrified while Levi was obviously excited at the prospect of getting to share a bedroom with his attractive sister. I gave Emmy a reassuring smile and both of the kids went to their rooms to get ready for bed. Wyatt and I sat next to each other on the couch and looked outside at the rain hitting the window. It took a lot of restraint to not pick up where we had left off. “Did you see Emmy’s face when I said she was sharing a room with Levi!” Wyatt laughed as we lounged on the couch. Eagerly waiting for the moment his kids went to bed and could leave us to our love. “Yeah, she said that Levi was checking her out while they were in the lake, but what did she expect with that bikini though?” Wyatt laughed. “Levi asked me about that, like if it was weird to look at his sister that way.” “What did you tell him?” “I told him it was normal…even though she is his sister.” I nod and tell Wyatt about the conversation I had with Emmy. “She asked about us, you know. About what we were like and if anything like that happened between us.” Before I could continue Wyatt looked down at his feet and sighed. “It is about time I told them.…I just don’t know how they would react.” “Maybe it could help to show them the kind of bond siblings could have…” Wyatt looked at me and shook his head. “I don’t want them to end up like us, go through what you went through…” “They wouldn’t…they would have us and we would not be like our parents.” Wyatt’s erection had clearly not gone down in the walk back and as we talked about introducing Emmy and Levi to sibling love it seemed to get harder and harder. He just nodded and looked at me with a soft expression. “Only if they want it, like, I do not want to force it.” I smile and look at Wyatt. “trust me, I don’t think we will, they do love each other and I think they would be open to at least talking about it…”Both of us were extremely horny and the idea of helping his kids find the love that we found excited us. As we spoke we could hear a commotion arise in the children’s bedroom. Emmy came storming down the stairs wearing a faded out set of pajamas and plopped down on the couch across from us. “Why can’t I have a new brother?” She asked the question sarcastically but there was undoubtedly genuine hope that she could. “What is it?” Wyatt asked concerned. “Levi claimed the bigger bed even though I am a lot taller than him and he isn’t letting me hav-” Wyatt interrupts Emmy’s rant with a loud laugh. “Your aunt and I were actually wanting to talk to you and Levi about loving your sibling.” Wyatt said putting things into motion. “Dad-like, I do love Levi we just argue that’s all..” Emmy said defensively “I know, but this love is more important and can bring siblings really close together.” Wyatt spoke with a fatherly affection and helped Emmy to calm down. “I would like that, I do want us to be close and be friends like you and Auntie Katie.” I couldn’t help but to smirk at Wyatt when she said that. “Levi! Could you come on down please?” Wyatt called. Levi ran from his room and down the stairs and stood by the couches. He was also wearing a full pajama set covered with logos from sports teams I did not recognize. “Why don’t you sit next to me Levi, and then aunt Katie goes next to Emmy.” Emmy looked at me with a look of concern and suspicion as I sat down next to her. “Kids, there is something about you aunt and I that you should know.” Both Emmy and Levi looked at their dad intently Wyatt took a deep breath and looked over at me, I nodded and smiled at him to reassure him to tell them the truth. “When Katie and I were your age we were more than siblings…we were, and are in love with each other.” A stunned silence fell upon the kids as they thought about the bombshell that Wyatt had just dropped. “So does that mean you and Auntie Katie..um, like, ‘did it’ together?” Levi asked with a pair of wide eyes. “If you are asking if we had sex then the answer is yes.” Wyatt answered Emmy looked at me with her jaw wide open in shock. “But you guys are brother and sister, isn’t that wrong?” I smile back at Emmy “Not if its love…It allowed us to get really close and become great friends.” Emmy started to shake her head in shock and then looked at her brother. Levi was also looking at her with a face of confusion and excitement. “So do you and Aunt Katie still do sex stuff?” “We have not in a long time, but tonight we were planning to.” Out of the corner of my eye I could see Levi staring intently at my tits, he wasn’t even trying to hide it. “Does it help you guys…get along and be better siblings?” Emmy asked while still shaking her head. “Katie became the most important person in the world to me and she still is.” Hearing Wyatt say that reaffirmed every reason why I first fell in love with him. “So why are you telling us this?” Levi asked finally breaking away from staring at my tits through my shirt. “I want you and Emmy to be as close as Katie and I are, if you want.” Emmy and Levi both looked at each other in silence, shocked that this was even a possibility. “So we have, um…sex together?” Levi asked his dad. “It doesn’t have to be that way if you are not comfortable with it, if you want you could just start with being naked in front of each other.” Wyatt told his children. “That would be cool I think…only if Emmy wanted to…” Levi said looking across the room to his sister, it was clear that Levi was really horny at the prospect of getting his sister naked, but was Emmy actually wanting to go forwards with it?. Emmy’s face was completely pale as she looked at me and whispered. “I-I don’t know, Levi is really cool….and kinda cute, I guess but I just don’t know what I should do aunt Katie, he is my little brother.” “What if your dad and I took off all our clothes as well, to show you that it isn’t weird and can be really special?” I suggested to Emmy Wyatt nodded at me to agree with my suggestion. “O-ok…I think that could maybe help.” Emmy stammered. Wyatt stood up off of the couch and grabbed my hand pulling me against his body. He kissed me passionately in front of his wide eyed children. Both Emmy and Levi stared at the two of us making out in the middle of the room. Emmy looked at Levi, “Hey, if you want we could…um, maybe try the kissing just a bit…see if we like it.” For someone who would always run places as fast as he could Levi took a while to stand up off of the couch. He staggered into the middle of the room and stood dazed alternating staring at Emmy and his dad and aunt kissing beside him. Wyatt and I broke away from our kiss and looked to Emmy and Levi. “Well, are you going to try it or not?” Wyatt asked. I reached out and grabbed Emmy by the hand and escorted her over to Levi who was being told advice and instructions on how to kiss a girl. Emmy looked to me clearly full of nerves. I gently pull her hair back behind her ears and kissed her on the forehead. “Don’t worry it is just a kiss, at any point you can stop.” Emmy nodded and smiled. “You’re going to be my first kiss Levi…no pressure.” Emmy joked to Levi. It was clear that the barriers between the two were already coming down. Levi had a mischievous smile across his face before he walked over his sister. Wyatt walked to my side and wrapped his arms around me as Levi and Emmy stood in front of each other. Levi raised up onto the tips of his toes and gently placed a soft kiss on his sisters lips. It wasn’t much by Wyatt and I’s standards but for the siblings it was earth shattering. Emmy let out a soft giggle after Levi finished and looked at her brother with a smile. “Thanks, let me return the favor.” She wrapped her arms around Levi’s neck and planted a far more aggressive kiss onto the boys lips. Levi’s entire body seemed to shudder as he received the kiss from his sister. “Wow!..Emmy that was amazing, thank you.” Levi said with sincerity. “Yeah, that wasn’t that bad…it was kinda fun.” Emmy said to Wyatt and I. Wyatt knelt down next to them and smiled. “I have never seen the both of you be as nice to the other as how you were doing that.” “Could we do more!?” Levi asked his dad before pausing. “I-if you want to Emmy.” Emmy nodded and gently kissed Levi on his forehead “Yeah..I, um think I would like that a lot.” “That means that you would be willing to let everyone see you naked?” Wyatt asked. Levi and Emmy both stood still and blushed. They clearly were self conscious and not wanting to strip nude in front of everyone. Yet at the same time both of them seemed eager to see what the other looked like naked. “Well your dad and I will start and then you can after we are done if you feel comfortable.” I say not wanting to delay seeing Wyatt naked any longer. With no hesitation Wyatt took his t-shirt off allowing me to see his muscular body. I thought that he was fit and had a sexy body when we were kids, but now Wyatt was so much sexier. His body was still hairless and it was clear to me that he put a lot of focus to staying in shape and clearly worked out a lot. “Wyatt…I have missed seeing you like this.” I say staring at Wyatt’s sexy body completely overcome by the sight of it. Levi and Emmy had sat down on the couch to watch us and when Wyatt took his shirt off Levi looked at his dads shirtless torso in disbelief “I wish I had muscles like you dad…” Before Wyatt could say a thing Emmy had softly kissed Levi on the cheek. “I still think you’re cute and you do have a nice body bro.” Levi blushed and looked at his sister’s fair face. “You are really beautiful, I am glad you are my sister.” While Levi and Emmy were breaking down the tensions between them. I had went over to Wyatt’s shirtless body and began to kiss every inch of the body I lusted after. Wyatt ran his fingers through my hair as my lips explored his chest. I softly kissed it all over and made sure to massage his tender nipples with my probing tongue. I got down onto my knees and started to kiss each part of Wyatt’s toned abdomen. Wyatt had closed his eyes and tilted his head back as my lips continued to move their way down his toned body. Emmy and Levi were staring at us in disbelief at what they were seeing. Both of them took a deep breath when they saw me kiss my way past Wyatt’s belly button and to the top of his shorts. My fingers made there way to the top of his shorts and slowly started to undo them. Wyatt had a huge smile on his face as the shorts loosened and slid off leaving him just in a pair of boxers. Wyatt’s cock pitched an obvious tent in his boxers and where his tip was had small wet spot from precum. “Are you ready to see my cock?” Wyatt asked with confidence despite being exposed in front of his own kids. Both Emmy and Levi were completely enthralled with what was happening and were both trying to look around me and get a good view at their dad’s hard member. I did not want to wait any longer and pulled Wyatt’s boxers down causing his cock to spring forwards and bobble in front of me. Wyatt’s cock was just as sexy and appetizing as when I had last saw it. It was just over 6 inches and stood out straight with not a curve in it. The head of his circumcised was a bright red and the light above us glistened off of his precum. His cock was a bit thicker than when he was younger and his balls looked to have grown as well as I looked at the ball sack pulled tightly against him. I looked at the base of Wyatt’s cock and it was clear that he had just shaved it yesterday, Wyatt had planned for me to see his cock. Before I could any further Wyatt looked at his shocked kids and smiled “Does this look fun?” Both of them nodded in unison, overwhelmed by seeing their father standing naked in front of them. “Why don’t you do what we just did?” I say to them wanting to hurry this whole thing along. “So...I take off his clothes?” Emmy said motioning to her brother. Wyatt nodded “I promise you that it is a lot of fun and it makes both people feel great.” “Do…do you want to do that Levi?” Emmy asked her younger brother. “Promise you won’t laugh…?” Levi asked his sister. Emmy looked at her brother lovingly and smiled “I don’t see any reason why I would laugh.” Wyatt walked over to them and grabbed both of their hands and walked them to the centre of the room. Levi’s face was beet red as he looked around nervously. Emmy however seemed a lot more composed, perhaps even a bit excited. “Lift your arms up” She instructed her nervous brother. Levi complied and pointed his arms straight up. Emmy grabbed the bottom of his pajama top and pulled up and over his body. It was clear from looking at his body that Levi loved to be active and cared about fitness just like his dad. He had a lot more of a slender frame and had muscle that was starting to develop. “You look even cuter than when you were in the lake.” Emmy complimented. Levi blushed and looked at his sister. “T-thanks.” Emmy tried her best to follow my example and softly kissed Levi on his lips. She moved down and kissed all over his neck. Each kiss seemed to drive Levi’s young body crazy as he would softly moan and shake with every kiss planted on his young body. She moved down to his smooth chest and kissed it all over showing specific attention to his nipples just as I had done. Wyatt and I sat down on the couch as we watched Emmy kiss all over Levi’s hairless body. Wyatt was clearly turned on by it and his cock stood straight up and was clearly rock hard and had a solid stream of precum flowing down it. I dipped my finger in his precum and spread it all over the head of his circumcised cock making the head slippery to the touch. My other hand was massaging Wyatt’s balls and softly playing with them both. Emmy had just gotten past Levi’s belly button and then stopped. “That was incredible.” Levi said smiling in between sharp breaths. His shaking had caused some of his blond curly hair to fall a bit to cover over the top of his sky blue eyes. Emmy looked at her brother and smiled “That was kinda a lot of fun…” she said looking over her brothers freshly kissed body that shone in the light. “Yeah…” Levi said still in a stupor. His sister was kneeling in front of him inches away from his boyhood. He looked over at us and saw the attention that I was paying to his father’s cock. I could only imagine the thoughts that were racing through his virgin mind at that moment. Emmy was clearly aroused by what she had just done and as she saw saw me playing with her father’s member a look of lust spread across her face. She looked up to her younger brother and smiled. “Do you want to have fun like Dad and Auntie Katie?” She asked in a very seductive manner. “Please Emmy, I want it really bad.” Levi said practically begging to be exposed in front of his older sister. Both of the sibling were overcome with lust for each other, they desperately wanted to see the other naked and get to experience the joys of sex for the first time in their lives. Emmy put her fingers into the waistband of Levi’s pajama pants and started to massage his hips teasingly driving the poor boy crazy with anticipation to have the last of his clothes removed. Finally Emmy pulled Levi’s pants and boxers down in one fell swoop leaving her younger brother completely naked in front of her. Levi’s young cock swung upwards after being released from his clothes and pointed straight out and twitched with the boys heartbeat. Levi’s cock was what I had expected it to be considering his age and how his body was developing. I could clearly tell that Levi’s cock was going to become like his dad’s very soon. It pointed straight out with no curve in it at all just like his fathers and his circumcised head also was the same bright pink hue. His cock looked to be just under 5 inches but it was clear that it was still in the process of growing as he got older. His young balls hugged the bottom of his cock tightly and they looked to be the size of a walnut. Levi had no pubic hair what so ever and looked over at his dad awkwardly, clearly comparing his cock with the size of his dads. “Nice cock dude!” Emmy said looking over Levi’s member, she reached out and gently poked it causing it to bobble back and forth until it return to its still state. Levi blushed as he looked at his sister in disbelief that this was all happening right now. “Thanks…It’s nothing like dads though…” Levi said feeling slightly ashamed at the difference of sizes between the two cocks in the room. “You have nothing to be ashamed of! That is a really impressive cock for your age, hell its probably bigger than mine was at your age!” Wyatt said which caused Levi to smile and look far more confident with his naked state. “Wow Emmy and I sure are lucky to have two hard cocks to play with!” I announce which causes everyone to laugh slightly. “Why don’t you sit down next to your dad Levi and allow your sister and I to give you something to look at.” I stand up while Levi walks over to switch places with me. As my nephew passes by I get a nice close look at his young body and hard cock. I couldn’t believe that I was looking at my nephew in this way but he was a very attractive young man and if he was anything like his dad he would be a lot of fun to play around with. Levi sits next to his dad and looks intently at his dad’s hard cock. “Wow, it is even bigger this close!” He says clearly hoping that one day he would be sporting a cock like his father’s. “You have a really nice one as well!” Wyatt says reaching over and wrapping his hand around Levi’s hard cock. Levi’s whole body shakes as his dad touches his young shaft and starts to slowly jack him off. I could only imagine how overwhelmed poor Levi was at having his virgin cock jacked off for the first time, by his dad none the less! Levi reached over to Wyatt’s cock and began to explore the far more developed member taking particular focus in exploring Wyatt’s head and playing with the precum. Levi wrapped his hand around his dad’s shaft and began to return the favor and jack his father off. “Not too fast, just slow enough for it too feel good but not cum too early.” “O-okay, like this?” Levi asked slowing his hand down to a pace that matched his dad’s. Wyatt let out a moan and nodded “That’s perfect, now lets watch these two beautiful women take all their clothes off while we jack each others cocks.” Levi smiled and eagerly looked at both of us in anticipation of seeing his sister and aunt naked. Watching Wyatt and Levi jacking each other off made me incredibly horny as Emmy and I stood to watch them. Both of us wanted to get at the cocks as soon as we could, but I also wanted to put on a show for them and make them excited. “Are you ready?” I asked Emmy “I-I think so.” She said. It was clear that while taking her brothers clothes off was fun and exciting for her she realized that it was now her turn to get naked. “You are beautiful Emmy and I know both of those horny boys are dying to see you naked.” I gently put my hands on Emmy’s shoulders and kiss her on the cheek. Emmy’s face had gone red but she nods and looks at me with a renewed sense of confidence. “Well that’s give them something to jerk off to.” She says with a devilish smile. At this point my heart was racing, never in a million years would I have ever seen this happening, hell I don’t think that I would have wanted it to happen before today! But now seeing both Wyatt and Levi naked while I was about to strip for them with my niece made me the wettest I had been in decades. I took the initiative between us and slowly started lifting my shirt up over my body. Every time I would get to my bra I would stop and lower my shirt back down causing both boys to go crazy in anticipation. Emmy did that same as me and would lift her pajama top only past her belly button. We did this for a bit as Levi and Wyatt stared intently at us, alternating which of us they were looking at. Both of their cocks were beet red and they had slowed to a snails pace as they watched us, it was clear that both of them were battling the desire to cum prematurely right now as they watched us tease them. Finally in one fluid motion I lifted my top up off of my body leaving me exposed in the tight bra that I had first seduced Wyatt in. Wyatt was practically drooling as he looked over my slender body and the bra that it looked like my tits would explode out of. “God, Katie you look just as amazing, hell even better than last time…” Wyatt said staring at my body. Emmy took a deep breath after seeing my take off my shirt and copied my movements and slid her pajama top off over her head. She was wearing a small purple bra that looked like it was too small for her rapidly growing tits. Her first instinct was to try and cover herself from her family but she took a deep breath and let her hands down allowing her beautiful torso to be seen. “Wow…Emmy you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen.” Levi said looking over his older sisters body. Emmy blushed and gave a shy smile at her brothers sweet compliment. “Thanks Levi.” Not wanting to derail any of the momentum we had I reached behind my body and started to undo my bra. Wyatt was so overcome with lust that he began to rapidly jack off Levi’s cock in excitement. Levi squirmed and moaned. “Dad! Sl-slow down.” he said bucking his hips and drawing dangerously close to an orgasm. “Shit! Sorry, these beautiful women are making me super excited.” Wyatt said stopping his son from a premature cum. I unclasped my bra and held it up to my tits and softly massaged them through the loose fabric that I held up. Emmy took a deep breath and did the same and allowed her bra to fall loose but still held it up with a hand. Wyatt and Levi’s gaze went rapidly between the two of us as they did not want to miss a single moment of Emmy and I’s clothes coming off. “Are you ready boys?” I asked our horny audience. “Fuck yeah!” Wyatt says to the shock of both of his kids. I was the first to drop leaving my chest exposed to my brother and nephew. My tits had rounded out over the years and were at a steady C-cup. My tits were the same the same light tan that the rest of my body was and in the light they glowed. Emmy saw that it was her time and slowly lowered her purple bra off of her chest. Her young tits were a shade lighter than the rest of her tanned body and were far perkier than mine were. Her nipples were a dark brown that contrasted from the lighter color of her tits. Emmy looked around bashfully at her family around her. “Well…here they are, tada!” She said still sounding unsure of herself. “Sis, your tits are amazing! They are the most beautiful tits I have ever seen.” Levi said completely in awe of his sexy sister. It was Emmy’s turn to blush at her siblings kind words and she smiled at her brother. “Thanks bro.” Looking over at Wyatt it was clear that his desire for my tits had not disappeared in the previous years, in fact it likely had grown exponentially. Before Wyatt could say anything Levi said what he clearly was thinking. “Can we touch them?” Emmy looked at me as if seeking permission to go forwards. “What are you looking at me for?” I ask her “Go let your horny brother play with your sexy tits.” Emmy walked over to Levi and he stood up to meet her. Levi was only slightly taller than the level Emmy’s tits were at, allowing him to get a great view. I walked over to the now vacant couch and stretched my hand out to Wyatt to invite him to explore my tits. Wyatt’s face broke out into a huge grin and as he grabbed my hand he pulled me onto the couch and climbed on top of me. “Your tits are far more stunning than I remembered Katie.” Wyatt dove into my chest face first and began to kiss and lick my tits. My heart was racing at having my brother on top of me like this, every dream I had ever had was coming true. I ran my hands through his curly hair as he continued lick and suck all over my tits and drove my body insane. My entire body was at the mercy of Wyatt’s mouth and the more that he kissed the more wet my pussy got. Levi meanwhile had taken a far slower approach to his sisters tits. He used his hands to explore and squeeze the first pair of tits he had ever seen. Levi got to Emmy’s hard nipples and gently rolled them in between his fingers causing her to let out a soft groan. Levi shot his hand back and looked at his sister with a concerned expression. “D-did I hurt you?” “No it made me feel really good.” Emmy responded to her panicked brother. She looked over to the couch where Levi was kissing and sucking on my breasts and then looked at Levi, she wanted more than just a pair of hesitant hands. “Do you remember how to kiss me?” “Uh, yeah?” An oblivious Levi answered her. Emmy then wrapped her hands around the back of Levi’s head and pushed it into her chest. Levi let out a muffled dry as he got a face full of his sisters tits. Emmy loosened her grasp on Levi’s head and allowed him some room to begin to softly kiss her tits. At first he was unsure and did it slowly, but the taste of his sister’s breasts in his mouth brought a great deal of excitement to him and soon he was just like his father in the passion and excitement that he showed in kissing his sisters tits. Emmy and I were in pure bliss at having our tits caressed by the mouths of our brothers. I would writhe and shake on the couch, overwhelmed by the kisses and hot breaths on my chest. Emmy meanwhile moaned every time her brother kissed her and when Levi began to suck on and kiss her nipples Emmy’s entire body shook and she started to mutter to herself. As Levi continued to kiss my tits he began to grind his rock hard cock against my leg. His precum had smeared all over it and he was picking up speed as he humped my leg. I did not want Wyatt to cum just from humping my leg, I wanted to taste his delicious cock. I managed to pry Wyatt’s face away from my tits and saw that were covered in his saliva. “I want to taste your cum so bad.” I say to Wyatt as I kneel in front of him. “Oh god, Katie please.” Wyatt says shaking with excitement. I begin to kiss everywhere on Wyatt’s lower body while intentionally avoiding his cock. Every time my lips went near his cock I would hear him take a deep breath only for him to exhale moments later as my mouth passed by. Eventually I went to his balls and began to kiss them and softly suck on them. At this point Wyatt’s cock is standing as straight as a statue and is calling for me to take it all in my mouth. Using my tongue I lick all the way up his shaft up to the head of his cock and I spread his precum all over the head using my tongue. I open my mouth and slowly take in just the head of Wyatt’s cock and suck and kiss it just on its own. It felt weird only having the head of his cock in the mouth but I purposefully wanted to take this slow and ensure that Wyatt got the maximum amount of pleasure out of it. “Emmy…could we maybe try what dad and auntie Katie are doing?” I heard Levi’s quivering voice ask. “Yeah, I think auntie Katie is enjoying it, and dad for sure is!” Emmy responds. I stick out a thumbs up to the kids and let them know that it is a great idea and that both sides would enjoy it. “Come right here buddy!” Wyatt said to Levi inviting him to sit next to him “Ready to get your first blowjob?” “Yeah, it looks amazing!” Levi said staring at me as I continued to suck on the head of his dad’s cock. Emmy kneels down in front of Levi and next to me. She looks at her brothers hard cock and then over at my sucking on her Father’s cock. “Okay, I, um, will try my best.” She brushes her hair away from her face and begins to slowly kiss Levi’s smooth thighs. Her kisses continue up his virgin body until they get to his cock. Levi at this point is already in heaven and his sister hadn’t even got to his cock yet. She softly kissed and sucked on Levi’s ball sack trying to be as gentle as possible to her brother balls and not accidentally cause him pain. Having Emmy give Levi his first blowjob right next to me made me incredibly horny, I thought back to my first time sucking Wyatt’s cock and how special it was for us, I hoped it would be just as special for them. Finally I began to descend and make my way down Wyatt’s cock. Wyatt let out a loud moan and I took his entire cock into my mouth. Emmy had gotten to the top of her brothers cock and and looked at it with a face of lust, she wasn’t hesitant, she was hungry for Levi’s boyhood. She kissed Levi’s circumcised head and began to make her way down his shaft. “Oh my goodness!” Levi squealed with his yells echoing through the house. “Emmy this is amazing!” Wyatt wrapped his arm around his son and gently kissed him on the forehead. Levi looked at his dad and smiled. “This is the coolest family ever.” “Oh yeah, now just sit back and let your sister suck you dry.” Wyatt said laying back on the couch and closing his eyes as I continued to suck him. Emmy’s face was filled with concentration as she made her way down her brothers pole. While Levi’s cock was only under 5 inches that is still a lot for someone to take on their first blowjob but Emmy was focused on matching everything I did for Wyatt and that included taking an entire cock into her mouth. Emmy’s nose eventually touched the hairless base of Levi’s cock making it clear to her that she had the entire thing in her mouth. Levi was already completely overwhelmed and was just babbling incoherent nonsense towards Emmy as she sucked his virgin cock. Both Emmy and I bobbed up our brother’s cocks as fast as we could. Both Wyatt and Levi were moaning and thrusting into our mouths as we brought them to a place of extreme pleasure. “Em-Emmy, I’m, um getting close.” Levi said in a panicked voice. It was clear that Levi’s young cock could not hold off an orgasm for very long and he began to breath rapidly. “Emmy…Emmy!” he yelled out leaning forwards and grabbing his sister by the back of her head and thrusting into her mouth as fast as he could. Emmy did not waver one bit and was determined to suck her brother to completion and get a taste of her brothers cum.” Levi leaned forwards as Emmy continued to suck his cock as fast as he could. His entire face had turned red and was scrunched up. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” He shrieked as his entire body began to spasm and shake. The first blast of cum into Emmy’s mouth caused her to gag a bit and she pulled away from Levi’s cock just as another spurt of cum hit her in the face. Levi had absolutely no strength left and accidentally slid off of the couch and on top of his sister. Emmy giggled a bit as Levi continued to shoot ropes of his cum onto her young tits until he was finally done his orgasm. Levi looked up at his sister whose face and tits were covered in his cum. “I’m sor-” Before Levi could finish Emmy pulled him tightly against her and gave him a kiss and a taste of his cum. Both of their bodies held each other tightly as they kissed passionately on the floor right next to me sucking off their father. Seeing Emmy covered in Levi’s cum and then the two of them kissing on the floor pushed Wyatt over the edge and he titled his head back. “Fuck Katie, I’m cumming!” He exclaimed as the first shot of cum filled my mouth. Wyatt shot rope after rope of cum as he continued to thrust into my face. “That was amazing thank you Katie.” Wyatt said after he had come off of his orgasm. Both Emmy and Levi sat up with Levi’s cum spread over their chests. “Yeah, Emmy that was fantastic!” Levi thanked his sister. “It was pretty fun, and I think it is going to help us be better siblings.” She said kissing her brother on the cheek. “I hope that we can be like Dad and Auntie Katie.” Levi said looking at his sister with genuine love. Years of heartbreak had vanished, I knew what I had known all along. Wyatt and I’s love for each other was real and we were meant to be together. Seeing the love that had been awoken between Emmy and Levi brought Wyatt and I even closer. They were just like us, siblings caught up in desire, but things would be different for them. It would be better.

Seconds Later. “You’ve been screwing both of us?!” Lyla spoke first. My eyes widened in terror, and my mouth opened as if I had a response that didn’t exist yet. “Well?” My eyes shifted between the two of them, Lyla was clearly mad, but Shelby looked hurt. “Yes.” Was all I could utter. They both stared at me, expecting me to elaborate. “That’s all you have to say?” Lyla said. “How did this even start? You had me so you figured that you’d fuck my mom too!” Shelby finally spoke up. “No!... It wasn’t like that.” “Then what was it like?” “Your mom” I motioned to Lyla “actually took my virginity.” Shelby’s eyes widened and she turned to look at Lyla . “So those rumors were true! You were going around sleeping with boys after dad!” Shelby yelled at her mother. “No!” I interjected before Lyla said anything. The rumors WERE true, but I didn’t want Lyla to either admit to it, or have to lie to her daughter. “That’s not how it happened. I was still a virgin and my girlfriend… EX girlfriend… wanted to take things further, but I was nervous that I’d make a fool of myself, so my mom talked to Lyla and asked if she’d be willing to help me out by getting my first time out of the way, and showing me how to be a good lover.” “Your mom? You talked to your mom about wanting to lose your virginity?” Shelby was shocked. “My mom and I are… close…” I made eye contact with Lyla, the image of her and my mother sharing the taste of my cock flashed through my mind. “We talk about stuff.” “And you did it?!” Shelby turned back to her mom. “It wasn’t some tawdry or filthy affair!” Lyla defended. I thought back, remembering fucking her while she ate out my mom… so some of it was filthy. I laughed to myself. “I didn’t come on to him or try to seduce him, it was a favor.” “And we didn’t do it again, after that.” I interjected. “Not until recently, when I broke up with Danielle. I was heartbroken and emotional, and I turned to her, and she comforted me.” Shelby seemed to understand that a bit. “Then when did things start with Shelby?” Lyla asked. Shelby suddenly realized that I might tell her mother about the incestuous three way I walked in on. She looked at me pleading. “Well… I was really mad about Danielle, and was looking for a way to get over her, and I was talking to Shelby and found out that she wanted a way to get over her asshole ex, so it just happened.” I looked at the two of them. Shelby looked relieved that I didn’t say anything, and Lyla seemed ok with my story. “Listen, I wasn’t trying to betray anybody, or use either of you… Its just that I liked it. Lyla is the first woman I ever slept with and she was being kind by sleeping with a loser like me” I was laying it on thick, hoping for sympathy, “and I really like Shelby, it started to feel like we were sorta dating, it was nice. And once it happened I knew that if I said anything, then you would both be hurt and mad at each other, and I didn’t want that.” I sincerely didn’t like to lie, but it was the only way I was getting out of this alive. The two of them sat there, obviously mulling over the story I’d given, deciding what to do. I knew they both liked the sexual relationships they had with me, they just needed to decide if they liked it enough to forgive me. That’s the best I could hope for now, was forgiveness, because even if they did, they’d still never have sex with me again. “You and I weren’t in any type of relationship, so we definitely weren’t exclusive..” Lyla spoke first, “so I’m not upset that you slept with someone else, I was upset that it was my daughter, it felt like you were using us both, but if that’s not what it was, then I forgive you.” “I guess I feel the same way.” Said Shelby. “I’m not saying I did nothing wrong, I was just nervous and wasn’t sure what to do, so I just avoided doing anything.. I’m sorry, really, I care about you both, I didn’t want to hurt you.” “I forgive you.” “Me too.” “Thank you.” I smiled weakly, but in my mind I was ecstatic, this went way better than it should have. “Can I ask something? How did it even come up? How did you guys find out about the other one?” They looked at each other with sort of an embedded expression. “Well… I came into your room, to surprise you when you got home, and…” Shelby started, and looked at her mom, “.. And mom was laying in your bed naked.” “It seems I had the same idea.” Lyla said, smirking a little. “Oh… I’m really sorry about that.” I said. “Who was better?” Lyla blurted out. “What ?!” I was dumbfounded. “You heard me.” I just stared at her, looking for some sign that she was joking, there wasn’t any. I looked at Shelby, hoping she would say something, but she just looked back at me, awaiting my answer. “You’re different, not better or worse.” Was all I could come up with quickly, but it was the truth. “If one of you was better, then I wouldn’t have kept sleeping with the other, right? You’re both very different types of women, the experience was unique each time, I never compared you to one another.” Once again they just looked at me, pondering my answer. “OK.” Said Lyla, Shelby nodded in agreement. “I think Shelby and I need to go talk.” Shelby again nodded. And they both got up and walked out of the room. They turned and headed downstairs to Lyla’s room. I just stood in my room for a moment then let out a big breath ‘whew’, I can’t believe I made it through that without getting slapped, or hit with something, or kicked out of the house. I finally realized I was still standing in a towel, and put on some boxers and got in bed. I laid there in the dark for several minutes, wondering what they were talking about. Maybe they were still deciding on if they SHOULD hit me or throw me out. Then my phone rang, it was Lyla. I answered “Hello?” “Come down to my room, we still want to talk to you.” “K.” I knew I had gotten off too easily! This conversation wasn’t over yet, dammit, and I was tired! I threw on a tee shirt, went down to Lyla’s room, and knocked on the door. ‘Come in’, I entered. The room was dimly lit with the familiar glow of candles, which Lyla liked to use to set the mood. There, sitting on the bed were Lyla and Shelby, naked. I stood in the open doorway, unmoving. My penis quickly went from flaccid to fully erect, and pushed through the opening in the front of my boxers. I paid no attention to it. Why should I? Both of them have seen it before, plus I was more afraid to look away and risk this potential mother-daughter mirage disappearing. Both ladies laughed a little at my dumbstruck appearance. “So we talked” Lyla started, “and we enjoyed having sex with you, and decided that your relationship with each of us never affected the other. So we are OK with you continuing to sleep with both of us. As long as the boys never find out” I shot a quick glance at Shelby, “and you continue to be respectful of the two of us and never give one more attention than the other, since somebody’s feelings would be hurt. Sound good?” What was happening? Were they seriously saying that I could have a no strings attached - sexual relationship with both of them, a mother and her daughter, in the same house, with both of their blessings?! Was I dreaming? Had I gone to sleep after they left my room and was now imagining all of this? “Well?” Lyla snapped at me. I suddenly realized that I was still standing in the door way with my dick out, staring blankly at them, while they waited for my response. “Ya! That sounds great!” I finally answered. And grinned goofily. They smiled back at me. I had been taking in the image of the two of them naked, side by side, but had only finally realized what I was looking at. They had said I could sleep with each of them as long as it didn’t affect the other, but they were naked TOGETHER. “So what’s all this about then?” I motioned towards them. “Well we were both horny, and expecting to get laid tonight, that’s why we both ended up in your room.” Shelby spoke this time. “And we’re both still horny, but there’s only one of you, so you’ll have to take care of both of us.” “Seriously?! We’re going to have a threesome?!” I’m not sure why I was so excited, I’d had threesomes before, hell I had just fucked a grandmother and her granddaughter in their asses only a couple hours ago. And the first time I had sex with Lyla my mother was involved. But with Mariola and Kelly, they didn’t really do anything with each other; and with Lyla and my mom, I couldn’t have sex with my mom. So neither one of those examples felt like a REAL threesome, but this wound be different! “No, not really.” Said Lyla. Dammit!! I thought to myself. “You’re going to Fuck us both, but we aren’t doing anything to each other.” “But you enjoy doing things with other women” I was thinking of her eating out my mom. “You do!?” Shelby turned to her mother, looking very surprised. “Yes, I do” Lyla looked at me, annoyed I’d said that, “but not with my daughter.” “Wait , how did YOU know that she goes both ways?” Shelby now turned to me. Lyla looked at me with nervous eyes. “When we first had sex, she taught me how to go down on women. She admitted to me that she’s done it before.” I quickly responded, Shelby looked satisfied with that answer. “Well close the door and get undressed!” Lyla urged, changing the subject. I obeyed, shutting the door. I turned back around, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it across the room. I yanked my boxers down over my still hard prick and kicked them off in the same direction. I stood there completely naked in front of them. “What now?” “Well get over here. Don’t act like you haven’t done this before.” Lyla said, sliding off of the bed and on to her knees. She slapped Shelby on the leg, “you too.” Shelby realized what was going on and followed suit. I walked forward and stood in front of them. Lyla kneeling slightly to my left, Shelby to my right. Lyla took charge, naturally, and grabbed ahold of my penis. She stroked it a couple of times and then opened her mouth and leaned forward, taking me to the back of her throat with the first Bob of her head. I looked at Shelby, she was watching intently. I let out a groan as Lyla’s mouth slid back up my shaft, Shelby looked up at me. She had a slightly concerned look on her face, jealous maybe? I knew my facial expressions were giving away how good her mom was at sucking cock. Shelby laughed a little, I must’ve looked funny. Lyla must’ve heard Shelby Giggle and took my prick out of her mouth and turned to her. “Here.” Still holding it, she offered my dick to her daughter. Now Shelby was no stranger to giving me head, but she was certainly not the pro her mother was. Shelby leaned in and opened her mouth, sliding me in until her nose reached her mother’s hand. Lyla let go. “Use your hands too sweetie, he likes that.” Still keeping me in her mouth, she shot her mom a sideways glance, clearly annoyed at the orders, but she did as she was told and grasped the base of my rod with her right hand and proceeded to move it back and forth with the same pace as her head. I stood there looking down at them as they passed my tool back and forth for several minutes. The most arousing part was watching as they took the head into their mouths, still covered in the other’s saliva. Lyla even rubbed her daughter’s back softly, while saying very motherly things like ‘that’s a good girl’ and ‘you’re doing a great job’ whenever Shelby was taking her turn slurping on my dick. Now you’d have thought that I’d have cum already, I mean when Lyla gave me my morning BJs she was usually swallowing my load by now. But I was more preoccupied watching what was happening rather than enjoying how it felt. “That’s probably enough” Lyla looked up at my face and tapped Shelby on the shoulder to stop, “we don’t want to finish him before he’s fucked us.” They both stood up, Shelby looked hesitant waiting for her mother’s lead. Lyla crawled on to the bed, presenting her snatch to me doggy-style. I didn’t need any more of an invitation, I stepped behind her and took ahold of my prick. I moved it up and down, rubbing the tip against her pussy lips, they were already heavily lubricated with her juices. I grabbed each of her ass cheeks and pulled her back to me, She let out a long ‘cooing’ sound as I glided in. Without hesitation I began thrusting. I wasn’t going fast because I didn’t want to cum too quickly, but I was slamming into her pretty hard, my balls slapping her clit. She was moaning like crazy, shooting off a slew of curse words and profanity for how good it felt. “Oh Fuck yes! God damn it’s so good!” “Slam that big cock in me!” “Keep fucking me you son of a bitch!” The last one was a little surprising, too be honest I couldn’t believe she was talking like that in front of her daughter… “Shelby!” I almost yelled. I had totally forgotten about her! I looked to my right, she was just standing there, she hadn’t moved since she’d stood up. “Baby, what are you doing? Get on the bed!” Lyla scolded her daughter. Shelby moved toward the bed a little, but still unsure what to do. “Get on the bed like me sweetheart, that way he can take turns.” Shelby got on all fours right next to her mother, so close the sides of their legs were touching. I admired her young athletic ass as I continued slamming my hips into her mom’s. Without any kind of announcement, I pulled out of Lyla took a half a step to my right, grabbed Shelby’s waist and slammed into her full force, all in one motion. She let out a half- gasp half-cry that was a combination or surprise, pain and pleasure. I immediately picked up where I left off fucking her mom, not too fast, but deep and hard. Shelby made different sounds than her mother. Lyla made softer noises, lots of ‘oohs’, moans, hums, and cooing, no matter how hard I fucked her she still sounded like she was getting a back massage. Whereas Shelby sounded like she was in pain with every thrust. She made a loud grunting ‘AHH’ every time I slammed into her pussy. If it weren’t for her occasionally saying ‘God YES!’ I wouldn’t have thought she was enjoying herself. I looked over at Lyla, she wasn’t moving, or even looking at me, she was just on her hands and knees patiently waiting for her turn again. I decided that should be now. I withdrew my prick from Shelby and moved back over behind Lyla and started at it. She quickly got going again, and I could tell she was working towards her orgasm. Her increased sounds and sexual-profanity caused me to pick up the pace. I looked back at Shelby, she was looking over her shoulder at me. She gave me a shy smile and I blew her a flirtatious little kiss. She smiled bigger and wiggled her butt at me. I reached with my right hand and grabbed her closest butt cheek. I moved my hand around, sliding it along her Smooth shapely curves. I came to the crack of her ass and slid my finger tips down to her snatch, and then inside it. She closed her eyes and lowered her head. There I was, a mother and daughter bent over in front of me side by side. One hand on Lyla’s ass, pounding my meat in and out of her, while I simultaneously had my other hand reached over on her daughter’s, plunging my fingers into her tight cunt. Seconds later Lyla buried her face in the covers and yelled in ecstasy, her body writhing as she came. I didn’t have much left in me, so I wasted no time. I jumped back over to Shelby and shoved my cock in. “I don’t know how much longer I can go, I’m gonna cum soon.” I warned her. Lyla lifted her head and looked over. “Concentrate baby, you need to cum before he does.” She warned her daughter. Lyla stood up, turned toward me and pulled my face to hers. Running one of her hands through my hair, and the other across my sweaty chest, she kissed me like a long lost love, all while I steadily pumped her daughter from behind. It was like she was edging me on, teasing me, seeing how much pleasure I could take while trying desperately to hold my impending climax at bay just a little longer. Shelby squealed in the background. Lyla pulled her lips from mine and looked down at the back of her daughter’s head. Her eyes trailed down her shapely back, glistening slightly from perspiration. She admired her tight heart-shaped ass slamming back against my crotch. Watching the length of my cock disappear and reappear with each thrust. Shelby let out a cry. She was almost there, but so was I, and I don’t think I could last much longer. Lyla sat down on the bed next to Shelby, facing me. She reached underneath her daughter, Shelby gasped, she had found her clit. Shelby began breathing rapidly, letting out a gasping cry each time. I continued my relentless pounding of her teenage pussy as I watched her mother’s arm shaking as she rubbed the clit to quicken her daughter’s orgasm. Finally it happened. Shelby threw her head back and let out a low groan through her clenched teeth. I couldn’t take anymore, I came. I felt the first shot erupt into that cunt before I could react. Quickly I yanked my dick out and grabbed ahold of it as the next shot flew through the air, landing between Shelby’s shoulder blades. More shots came as I blew my load, landing all over her back and ass. Lyla even leaned in, with her mouth open she laid her head on the small of her daughter’s back, catching my sperm on her tongue, and licking up spots from her daughter’s skin. My body trembled as I came, my mouth was open, but no audible noise came out. Our orgasms had ended, but we were too tired or stunned to move. I just stood there watching. Lyla was rubbing Shelby’s back soothingly. “Oh sweetheart, you are a mess” She told her , “let’s hop on the shower and I’ll wash your back.” Shelby didn’t reply, she just stood up and walked into the bathroom. Lyla followed her. I collapsed into the bed and fell asleep just as I heard the water start. In the middle of the night I awoke, needing to take a piss. My eyes were still shut as I stumbled into the bathroom. Walking back to the bed they were open slightly. I thought maybe I had dreamt it, but there in Lyla’s massive bed was Lyla sound asleep, on one side was an empty spot where I had been, on the other was Shelby. Both women were lying on their backs, the sheets pulled down to their stomachs, exposing their bare breasts. They were only slightly visible from the outside light through the windows, but you could see the beautiful resemblance of a mother and daughter. I smiled at the sight, crawled back into bed, and drifted off. The morning light glowing through my eyelids woke me up. I laid there unwilling to move yet. But there was noise. Something familiar, something rhythmic and moist… a blow job? I shifted slightly, but no, my morning wood was not being serviced. I frowned to myself. The sound continued, a squishy-suckling sound, and then a soft moaning. I forced my eyes open, the room was bright, slowly I turned my head to the right. At the other end of the bed was Shelby, she was still laying on her back, her eyes squeezed shut, but her mouth hung open, a hushed cry escaped. She was covered from the waist down and there was movement under the sheets. Was she really masturbating?! Don’t get me wrong, I’m Horny first thing in the morning too (I glanced down at the tent over my crotch), but why finger yourself when you have a hard cock 3ft away!? My annoyance subsided as I looked back at the motion under the blanket at her lap. There was someone under there! Had one of her brothers snuck into the room? Did she even realize it wasn’t me? Where was Lyla? Just then Shelby began to climax. She blindly grabbed the pillow from behind her head and flipped it over her face to muffle the squeals of delight. Through what seemed like several minutes of ‘AHHS’, one word was distinguishable, ‘mom’. “MOM!?” I blurted out. Shelby threw the pillow off of her face and turned to me, shocked. The sheets ripped back, Lyla’s head emerged, her hand wiping what was undoubtedly Shelby’s wetness from her mouth. “Lyla?!” “Oh my God!” Shelby cried. “Oh relax, he’s not upset, just surprised.” Lyla insisted. “What happened to your rule about you two not doing anything with each other?” I asked. “Well… I haven’t gotten to play with another woman in awhile, so when I woke up I looked next to me and saw her laying there..” Lyla glanced at Shelby, “she so lovely, that before I realized it, I was rubbing her.” “I woke up and was shocked that it was her” Shelby said shyly, “but it felt so good that I let her keep going. Then she went under the covers and… I was curious to see what it would be like to have a female go down on me… I loved it…I didn’t think of it as my ‘mom’ I just thought of it as another woman pleasing me… you won’t say anything will you?!” “No of course not.” How could I be a hypocrite when I enjoyed my own mother giving me oral, daily, for months? “No he definitely won’t.” Lyla said, giving me a knowing look. Shelby’s face softened, relieved. “But I’m a little jealous.” I gave Lyla a fake pouty face. “You know that I like when you go down on ME in the morning.” “Oh brother!” She smiled, “I only have one mouth, so you’ll have to learn to share.” I stuck out my bottom lip. “But since she’s done, it’s your turn!” She said, crawling across the bed on all fours. She positioned herself between my legs like she had with Shelby. Her head hovering over my completely stiffened erection. A drip of precum was oozing out, she licked it off with the tip of her tongue. She pushed a bit of saliva out between her lips, letting it drip down to the head of my cock, then cutting it off. The spit ran down. She reached out and grabbed it at the top, I shuddered. Morning wood was always especially hard and sensitive. She kept a firm grip and pushed her hand down my shaft. She went up and down two or three times, I clawed at the bed because it hurt so good. Then from the top she slid her hand down again, lowering her head at the same time, taking me into her mouth, and I closed my eyes as she proceeded to suck and stroke me. Shelby scooted up next to me. She sat up and leaned over, putting a hand down on either side of my body, so her face hung above me. She lowered her lips to mine and kissed me, softly at first, then more passionately. I reached up with my right hand and slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her down, kissing harder. My left hand crawled down my side toward where Lyla was bobbing my cock in and out of her mouth. I lifted it and lightly placed it on the back of her head, not pushing down, simply enjoying the feeling of the up and down motion. I laid there, Lyla’s lips around my dick, Shelby’s lips against mine, and my hands on each of their heads. The build up to my orgasm wasn’t long, and soon I was pumping a fresh warm load of semen down Lyla’s throat. I had to pull Shelby away so I could breathe as I came. Shelby laid back down on the bed, as Lyla cleaned my cock. “So” Lyla sat up, “what’s your plan for today?” She looked at me. “Well I have to go to my house today and finish cleaning it” “OK.. Well you both should probably get out of here, the boys will be getting up soon.” Shelby and I both rolled out of the bed and dressed. It was actually still pretty early, so the twins hadn’t gotten up yet, we snuck quietly up to our rooms. I laid down and slept another hour before finally getting up and heading across town. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed Mariola’s car was gone, they must’ve gone out. ‘Thank God’ I thought to myself, maybe now I could get something done without the distraction. I laughed a little. I went in and got right to work. The cleaning wasn’t hard or anything, just time consuming. After more than 2 hours I had only finished the upstairs. I walked down the stairs just as the front door opened, and in walked my mom. “Hey sweetie!” “Mom!?” I ran up and hugged her, I hadn’t seen her in months, and barely talked to her. “What are you doing here?” “Papers to sign, and wanted to make sure the house was all set for when I turn over the keys.” She looked around, “looks good.” “Ya, I only have this floor left to clean.” “Want some help?” “Ya, definitely.” And we got to work. She was wearing a pair of old khaki shorts and a tank top that she used to wear when doing house work, they fit her great. I couldn’t help myself, I kept checking her out. Every time she bent over I was looking, if her back was to me then it was her ass, if she was facing me then it was her cleavage. I was being sly about it, but she caught me. She was on her hands and knees wiping the base boards and I was cleaning a window looking down at her ass. The shorts hugged her perfectly. She glanced back and saw me looking at her crack, trying to see some semblance of a camel toe. I quickly looked away, not smoothly I might add. Her face didn’t show, but she was flattered and chuckling in her head. “So… Lacy says you broke up with Danielle?” She stood up and tried to act like she hadn’t caught me. “Oh.. Ya.” “Why?” The image of me catching my ex girlfriend riding her step father’s dick flashed through my mind. “She…” I thought about telling her the truth, but decided against the details… “it just wasn’t working out, maybe it was the distance or something, I dunno.” “Oh, I’m sorry sweetie.” She obviously knew that wasn’t the whole story, but didn’t pry. “Well have you been seeing anyone new?” What she really meant was ‘who have you been sticking your dick in now that Danielle was our of the picture?’ Let’s see… should I tell her that our older neighbor, Mariola, has been letting me cum in her ass? Or that I’ve also taken her disabled granddaughter, Kelly’s, oral vaginal and anal virginity? With Mariola’s blessing of course. Maybe I could tell my mom that I caught her best friend, Lyla’s, daughter having a three way with her two younger brothers, and used that to blackmail her into letting me do whatever I wanted with her. Granted we’ve moved past the blackmail part and have started a mutually enjoyable sexual relationship. But I think the safe answer here is to simply say that in addition to the daily blow jobs my mother assigned to Lyla while I’ve been staying with her, she has also been screwing my brains out nightly. “No, not really. I’ve just been sleeping with Lyla.” “Oh…Really ?” My mother actually seemed surprised by that. Why would she be surprised? She knows I’ve fucked Lyla before (she was there), and had even suggested that I do it again. And with me being single and living with her, it wouldn’t exactly take much to switch from just BJs to regular intercourse. “Is that OK?” I asked. “Oh ya, of course.” She was lying. “So she’s not giving you blow jobs?” “No, she is, but not as often I guess. But she did give me one this morning.” “Do you prefer that? Having sex instead of the blow jobs?” It’s funny, if the topic of discussion wasn’t a mother asking her son about blow jobs, you wouldn’t think anything was weird, her tone was completely natural and motherly. “It’s nice I suppose. Since I’m not seeing anyone, it’s good to be able to have sex regularly too. But I have always loved getting blow jobs, even if she’s not as good at it as you are…. Maybe when you guys move back here and we get our new place, you could start doing them again?” I already knew what her answer was going to be. “No, I still don’t want to risk your sister catching us.” “ok...” I was visibly sad. “But… I didn’t bring her to town with me, so there’s no way she could catch us right now..” My mom said flirtatiously. My ears perked up. Without waiting for my response, She walked over to me and knelt down on the carpet. My dick flinched inside my shorts. She unzipped them, then undid the button and tugged them down a few inches. She reached into the opening in my boxers and pulled out my prick, the feeling of being in her hands again caused me to swell up instantly. She dripped some saliva into one of her hands and smeared it gently around the head of my cock. I gasped from the sensation. She looked up at me. Staring into my eyes, her fingers wrapped around my shaft and she began to stroke slowly back and forth. My bottom lip quivered. She slid her hand up and down the length of my meat for several minutes, still looking up at me. She opened her lips. Holding it just below the helmet, she leaned forward, aiming my dick instinctually at her mouth, never breaking eye contact with me. As the tip made contact with her lips I gasped again. I watched inch by inch of me disappear down her throat as she fed herself my cock meat. Her mouth and hand sliding down it, slowly and in unison. Her hand reached the end, and she gagged a little and closed her eyes. The gagging tickled the head of my dick. Then I began to reappear as she slid her head and hand back up together. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as she started bobbing hers back and forth on my throbbing tool. No one gave head like my mother. I came only a couple minutes later. She took pride in sucking my dick. Maybe it was because I was her son, and the motherly part of her wanted to take care of me. When she’d made me cum and swallowed my load, she KNEW she’d made her little boy happy like nothing else could. That’s why she’d started doing it, I was already jerking off all the time, and she knew she could do it better. Now that I’d gotten head from other women and had started having sex, she knew there was competition and she put in the effort to make HER blow jobs the best. And they were. So good in fact, that I wanted another one right now! “I can go again!” I exclaimed, opening my eyes and looking back down at her. “Really?” She asked, pulling my dick out of her mouth and wiping her lips on the back of her hand. “Yes! I want another one! Please mom!” I was begging my mom for a blow job only seconds after she just gave me one. Her throat was still warm from my last load. “Well alright.” She smiled. “Take off your clothes and lay down.” I stripped and laid on my back on the carpet. I spread my legs a bit to give her room to kneel between them, then put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. She crawled between my legs and took my semi-hard cock in her hand. She jerked it a few times, waking it up. As it started to fully harden she dripped a long string of spit on, still jerking my prick, she rubbed her saliva up and down the shaft. I made little noises, then she started sucking. She wastes no time, she’s aggressive, moving faster, sucking harder, she probably figures that since I’d gotten head this morning, and just minutes ago, that this time will take more effort to make me cum. She’s partly right, I wasn’t going to cum in two minutes this time, but she underestimates how much my dick loves her mouth. “Slow down mom, I don’t want to cum just yet, I want to enjoy it longer.” I raised my head and looked down at her. She lifted her head out of my lap, pulling the head of my cock out of her mouth with a pop. “Really , you’re that horny huh?” She was still slowly stroking me. “I wasn’t, but your blow jobs have always been my favorite mom.” (you won’t find the on a mother’s day card!) She smiled. “Say have you been getting to practice going down on Lyla?” “A little.” But when you factor in that I’ve also been eating out Mariola, Kelly and Shelby too… I’ve actually been getting a LOT of practice. “Let’s see.” My mother stood up and started undoing her shorts. She pulled them down revealing an incredibly cute black and pink thong! She never wore thongs I thought. She pulled her tank top over her head and dropped it. She was wearing a matching bra! “Matching bra and thong?! Did you have a date planned for later today or something?” I said it playfully, but I was genuinely curious. “What makes you think THIS wasn’t the date I was planning on?” She grinned at me as she undid the bra and let it fall. She quickly bent over, sliding the thong down to her ankles, then standing up straight and kicking it off. I laid there staring at her, she was a sight. I don’t care how many young toned girls my own age, or cougars full of plastic like Lyla, I banged, no one would ever arouse me the way my mother did. My expression and lack of blinking must’ve said all there was to say, because she just smiled and giggled a bit, then said ‘thank you’. She walked around and stood above me, facing my feet. She knelt down, putting a knee on either side of my head, then leaned forward, putting her hands on each side of my waist. My dick was already rock hard and pointing straight up, so she simply opened her mouth and dipped down. I reached up and grabbed an ass cheek with each hand and spread them. I just admired her pussy for a bit. I hadn’t seen it in quite some time. I smelled her, she was fresh, she must’ve washed and shaved just before she headed over here. I was going to enjoy this, and I was going to make sure she enjoyed it too! I dove into my mother’s snatch, licking her from clit to anus. I could hear her muffled moans of enjoyment. She came as quickly as I had earlier, her body shook and squirmed, she screamed with my cock still stuffed in her mouth. I worked quickly to lap up every drip of her orgasmic juices, but when she had finished I just kept going. I licked her to two more orgasms. She was cumming easily, I hadn’t thought about it, but while I’ve been here sticking my dick in every hole I bump into, she’s been single; dealing with the divorce, selling the house, taking care of Lacy, looking for a place for us to rent. It’s not like she’s been dating, so other than the occasional chance to masturbate in my aunt’s cramped home, she hasn’t been getting any. This must have been a huge release for her. After her third orgasm I knew that was it. It’s not that she was done, or that I didn’t WANT to make my mom cum again, but I knew I was close to cumming myself, and I couldn’t focus on what I was doing to her. I kept licking but it was just to show I was trying. She must’ve known because she picked up her pace, and pressure. I didn’t give her any warning, it wasn’t really necessary for her, 1. She knew I was close, and 2. She was a champ at swallowing. So she managed just fine. My mother gulped down my warm load, then slurped up and down the shaft to make sure she’d gotten it all. I flicked my tongue at her clit and lips playfully, she shook her butt back at me. She got to her feet and wiped her mouth and stretched. I put my hands back behind my head and relaxed, watching her redress. “Um, I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but we still need to finish cleaning this place!” She scolded with a smile. I jumped up and got dressed, then we finished our chores without any more distractions. She told me that she had narrowed down the list of places to rent, and that they were all near Lyla. She said she wanted to make sure I could stay in the new school I had just gotten used to, and also wanted to make sure that I could go see Lyla (and Shelby) for sex and head, since my mom insisted that once Lacy was here there would be no more of this with her. She said the plan was to move back the weekend after school finished for the summer, which was a month away exactly. We finished and hugged goodbye and headed our separate ways, knowing we’d see each other soon. I got back to Lyla’s house and walked in. It was quite, and seemed empty. I went up to my room and put my stuff away and changed clothes. I looked in Shelby and the two boys rooms, all empty. I headed down stairs, kitchen and living rooms also empty. I figured I should check Lyla’s room too, just to be sure. I walked in and saw a pleasant sight. It was a recap of what I’d seen first thing this morning, only this time Shelby was going down on her mother. Both girls were naked, Lyla was laying on the bed, legs spread, hands holding the back of Shelby’s head as her daughter eagerly ate her mom’s pussy. “Ahem.” I sarcastically cleared my throat. Both of them turned their heads, startled. “Oh hey Adam!” Said Shelby with a smile. “Have you girls been in bed all day?!” “Actually yes.” Lyla answered, both started laughing. “The boys are staying with friends, and You’ve been away all day, so we’ve been having some mother – daughter time. They Giggled again. “But if you don’t mind, she was just about to make me cum again…” and she pushed her daughters head back down to her snatch. I started undressing, I needed a shower and had homework. I got naked and walked towards the master bathroom. ‘Ahhhh!’ Lyla moaned, she was close. I turned and caught sight of Shelby’s round-upturned ass. My dick twitched and shot up straight. No way was I going to waste this. I climbed onto the bed behind Shelby and sat up on my knees. Lyla moaned again, louder, neither of them seemed to noticed me. I looked down in front of me at Shelby’s athletic ass. The cheeks were firm and naturally spread apart when she bent over. My eyes trailed down the rest of her body. She was tan and muscular, a cheerleaders body. Her head was buried in her mother’s crotch, Lyla’s hands were tangled in Shelby’s hair as she pulled her young mouth deeper into her muff. I wonder how many times they’d made each other cum today? Lyla’s eyes were squeezed shut, and she was biting her bottom lip. I gripped my dick and grinned as I admired the scene playing out before me. I aimed the head at Shelby’s cunt and shoved it in. We all moaned loudly. Lyla, from Shelby’s mouth; Shelby, from my cock; and I from her twat… ya, my homework was going to have to wait a minute.

Two days before Thanksgiving my phone rang. I answered and it was Holly. She wanted to know if I would like to have Thanksgiving lunch at 11 AM with a couple of our old coworkers Corinne and Susan. I said I would love to have lunch … I asked what should I bring and what time should I be there? She told me a bottle of wine and 9 AM … she needed help making the mashed potatoes. I told her I would be there and said goodbye. Thanksgiving morning I arrived at Holly’s house on time. I knocked on the door and before I could step in she gave me a hug and a kiss. I hadn't seen her since she had the baby and she looked and smelled great. Her small body was perfect. She had lost all the baby fat but her breasts were still large from feeding the baby. I smiled and told her, “Holly, you are so beautiful you take my breath away.” She blushed and then smiled and said, “I missed you too. I am so glad you are here and this is going to be fun.” I handed her the wine and she put me to work peeling potatoes. While we worked we talked about Brad and how things were in her life. Holly frowned and said, “Things could be a lot better between Brad and me if he didn't have to work in Germany. I worry about him. He seems to be drifting away from me. I get so lonely being home alone with just the baby. But that’s enough of my troubles.” We continued preparing the meal and then I set the table. The baby started crying so Holly brought him into the kitchen. She sat at the table opened her blouse and put the baby’s mouth to her nipple. “You don’t mind watching do you?” she laughed. Her breasts were ripe and filled with milk. “No, I don’t mind,” I said as I felt as my penis started to get hard. Holly glanced down at my groin and smiled and continued to feed the baby until he was done. She held him while he fell asleep and then took him back to his room. At 11 AM the doorbell rang. Holly wiped her hands, stood close to me and whispered, “I need to tell you something before the girls come in. I don’t have any panties on and I shaved my pussy.” She smiled mischievously as she turned, raised her skirt showing her perfect naked butt, and then let it drop back down as she went to open the front door. I was shocked. What in the world was going on? Wow! This was going to be some lunch! Corinne and Susan walked in and I hugged each of them and kissed them on their cheeks. I hadn't seen them since I retired. We said our hellos and then I went into the kitchen, opened and poured the wine as they went to the living room to sit on the couch. I gave them each a glass of wine and then sat in the recliner with mine. We started talking about work people that we knew and caught up on all the family news. The baby started to cry so Holly got up and brought him into the living room. Corinne and Susan took turns holding him and cooing while Holly sat at the far end of the couch. She spread her legs slightly and winked at me. I knew what she was doing ... teasing me to get an erection. I crossed my legs and hoped for the best. Fortunately for me the oven timer went off and it was time to eat. Holly and I went into the kitchen to fill the food bowls and water glasses. I stood close to her and whispered in her ear, “I shaved my groin this morning … and I’m wearing underwear because it’s too damn cold outside.” She laughed but said nothing. We went to the dining room and Holly secured Paul in his baby chair. He was big enough to sit with us and hold the bottle of her milk that she had heated for him. We all went into the kitchen to fill our plates and then sit at the dining room table. I sat next to Holly with the baby seated next to her on the other side. We ate a leisurely lunch and chatted about the weather and holiday shopping. When everyone was finished we went back to the living room for one more glass of wine. It was almost 3 PM when Corinne and Susan stood up to leave. They thanked Holly for lunch and hugged us both goodbye. Paul needed his diaper changed so Holly took him to his room. I heard him giggle as she tickled and talked to him. She put him in his crib and I heard her singing a lullaby until he went to sleep. Holly came back in to the living with a huge grin on her face. We were finally alone and now it was time to find out what was really going on. Holly walked over to me and without saying a word she took my hand and walked with me into the bedroom. She whispered, “I want to finish what we started in April.” Knowing full well what she meant I started kissing her gently and then undress her … slowly unbuttoning her blouse and bra. I bent down to her bare beautiful breasts … her nipples hardened as my lips gently sucked them as her milk began to flow and she started to moan. I then removed her skirt ... she wasn’t wearing panties. Holly was now completely naked. I saw her shaved smooth pussy for the first time ... it looked warm and juicy. She slowly took off my shirt and unzipped my pants and lowered my boxers … I was now fully erect. She bent down and began to stroke my penis slowly and then put it in her mouth. She licked her way back up to my lips and we kissed again and then I laid her on the bed. I looked down at her pussy again and knew I had to taste it. But before I did I had to ask her, “Are you sure you want to do this?” She nodded yes, smiled, and pulled my head between her legs. I couldn't believe what was happening … I put my tongue on her clit and she started to moan. I sucked her pussy lips savoring the sweet taste and smell … her bare pussy was hot and moist. I moved my tongue back to her clit and started to softly suck it again. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled me tighter against her. I adjusted my body and started to lick it harder meeting her thrusts with my tongue. The taste of her pussy sweetened even more and I knew she was ready to cum. Her body stiffened and then stopped moving as her moan filled the room. Her orgasm crashed through her body and she began thrusting against my tongue again and again. I gently kept my warm tongue pressed against her clit until she finally finished. Then I slowly started to lick it again. A minute later she started to moan again. Slowly I pulled her body to the edge of the bed and put a pillow under her small but firm butt. Holly spread her legs for me and I looked down at her smooth wet pussy. I started to rub the head of my penis against it. And then I couldn't wait any longer. I opened her lips gently and slid my penis into her for the first time. She gasped as it went all the way in. I stopped and raised her legs to either side of my face. I looked down at us locked together and knew this was going to be fast. “Tell me what you want me to do,” I said as I looked into her eyes. She replied, “I want you to cum in me … do it now!” I started to slide in and out slowly then harder and harder as she moaned even louder. She pushed back against every thrust. I slid back into her one last time, pushed my penis against her cervix, stopped, and began to cum in long hot spurts. Holly pushed back against me … her orgasm began as her pussy tightened around my penis and began milking every drop of my semen. The pleasure was overwhelming. Our simultaneous orgasm was perfect. I stayed inside her as long as I could but when my penis started to soften I pulled it out and then lay on the bed next to her. She pulled the pillow from under her, rolled over, and wrapped her arms tightly around me. We kissed and held each other for the next few minutes. We said nothing … we didn’t have to … it had been that good. After a few more minutes we got up, went to the bathroom, cleaned up, and got dressed. Holly checked on the baby and then came into the living room. I was in the recliner and she sat on my lap with her feet hanging over the arm, and wrapped her arms around my head and shoulders. We still weren’t talking when she started to cry. At first I thought she was ashamed of what we had done. I finally ask, “Holly, what’s wrong?” She didn’t answer for a minute but with tears in her eyes she finally said, “I am so sorry Ray … I tricked you into having sex with me. When you left in April it felt so unfinished between us. I wanted more. That orgasm with you in the shower was the most intense one that I’ve ever had. I remember sitting on your lap and feeling your hard penis under me … I wanted so badly for you to cum inside me. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about that night and wanted to call you to finish what we started.” Her words trailed off and I thought about what I needed to tell her. “Holly, look at me. You are a beautiful young woman. I am almost 20 years older than you and I am smart enough to know that you didn’t trick me into anything. I wanted to finish what we started as much as you did.” I kissed her forehead and said, “I care about you. You are my best friend and you make my heart smile.” Her arms were still around me as she leaned in to kiss me … it was a gentle sweet kiss … one of acceptance and relief for both of us. We sat holding each other for the next half hour … no more words … just complete satisfaction. The baby crying broke the spell we were in. Holly went in to pick him up and came back to sit on my lap to breast feed while I held them both in my arms. I watched as he latched on to her breast and started sucking. I realized that I was as happy as I’d been in a long time. We she finished she stood and put her baby in my arms. I rocked him to sleep with his little hand wrapped around my finger. Holly finally picked him up and put him in his room. I stood up as she came back knowing it was time for me to leave. As we walked hand in hand to the door she asked me if I would help her the rest of the weekend babysitting while she shopped and decorating the house for Christmas. I said yes I would and then wrapped my arms around her and we kissed goodnight. I spent the ride home thinking about Holly and what had just happened. Was this the start of something or just a onetime thing? Did I love her? No answers but a lot more questions. I spent most of Friday babysitting Paul while Holly went shopping. It had been a while since I’d changed a diaper but I muddled through. He really was a good baby and we both napped most of the afternoon until she got home. We had dinner and talked late into the night. We hugged and kissed again before I went home. We spent most of Saturday putting up decorations in the house and yard. It was late when we put the final decorations on the Christmas tree and tried out the lights. I sat in the recliner while Holly turned off the rest of the lights in the house and came over to sit in my lap. She said, “Everything is perfect. I couldn’t have done this without you.” She put her head on my shoulder while we sat and enjoyed the lights glowing in the dark. I kissed her on her forehead and said, “These last few days have been wonderful for me too. I loved what we did on Thanksgiving night but it happened so fast. We didn’t have a chance to savor the moment.” She was quiet for a few minutes and then wistfully said, “I think we are both too tired tonight … Do you think we could take our time and try it again tomorrow?” I replied, “Holly, I would do anything to make you happy.” I held her in my arms for another hour before going home. I had a lot more to think about on the drive home ... still no answers but I wasn’t going to disappoint Holly. Sunday was a rainy cold day. I got to Holly’s house about noon and walked in to the kitchen soaked to the bone. She met me at the door and took my coat and told me to take off my wet shirt, shoes, and socks. She brought a robe and slippers to warm me. We went into the dining room and I sat down. It was then that I noticed that she looked gorgeous today … her hair was combed back in a ponytail, her makeup was perfect, and she was wearing a low cut blouse exposing the tops of her breasts and cleavage. Holly said, “I made you a fresh pot of coffee. You take it with cream don’t you?” I nodded and she poured me a cup and brought to me. She then open her blouse, took off her bra and started to squeeze her breast milk into my coffee. After a minute she stopped and teasing me said, “That should do it don’t you think.” She closed her blouse and I smiled as I sipped my sweet milky coffee thinking this day was starting out great. I couldn't wait to see what was next. What was next was a fabulous lunch served on her best china. Holly had gone all out and the food was superb. We were just finishing when the baby started crying. I went to the living room and Holly brought him out to feed. I watched her face while the baby fed at her breast … she was happy and it showed. When he was done she put him in my arms as she went to clear the table. It didn't take long and then she was back to take him in for a bath and diaper change. I heard her rocking him and singing until he went to sleep. She put him into his crib and came out, smiled and said, “We've got three hours to kill. Do you have any ideas on what we could do?” Oh I had ideas … some really good ideas. Holly winked at me and said, “I have one more thing to do. I’ll meet you in the bedroom in a minute … why don’t you get comfortable.” I went into the bedroom and saw that there was an extra top sheet on the bed. I took all my clothes off and lay on the bed. I heard the microwave oven running for about 15 seconds. I was curious as to what she had planned. Holly walked in put something on the night stand and slowly took off her blouse and skirt. She walked to the head of the bed and slid her panties to the floor. “I shaved my pussy again for you this morning. Do you like it?” she asked as she posed for me. “I love it … and I want to lick it and make you cum again,” I replied in a sexy voice. “I’m sure I will … but let’s slow down and enjoy it. I’ve want to do something special that I’ve never done before,” she said as she picked up the jar on the night stand. She stuck her finger in it and I saw it was it was a jar of butterscotch ice cream topping. She slowly covered first one of her nipples and then the other with the warm syrup. With the next dip she drew a sticky line from between her breasts to her pubic mound. Another dip and she covered her entire pussy with the sweet warm syrup. I looked at her in amazement and then she said, “Now it’s your turn.” She put more syrup on her fingers and rubbed it on my penis, groin, and balls. She bent down and put my penis into her mouth and then licked the shaft. She gently put one of my balls and then the other into her mouth sucking the syrup from them. My excitement was building to a fever pitch. Then I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her close to me and kissed her passionately. I put my mouth over her right areola and started suck her nipple. Almost immediately her milk started flowing mixing with the butterscotch to make the most incredible taste I had ever experienced. She started to moan as I moved to her other nipple and did the same thing. When her milk began to slow I took one last mouthful and moved to her lips to share what she had made. Holly pushed her tongue into my mouth and sucked the fluid into hers. Then I slid my tongue down to between her breasts and started licking my way over her belly to her pussy. When I got to her shaved mound I found her clit with my tongue and slowly started to stroke it. Holly gasped and her hands grabbed my head as her thrusting pussy met with my tongue. She moaned “Don’t stop … I’m cumming!” Her body stiffened and she stopped moving as her orgasm swept through her body … it went on and on until she finally fell into my arms. I lay on the bed with Holly on top of me as she caught her breath. We were a sticky mess but we weren't done yet. Holly finally whispered, “I want to make love to you now … I’ve never been on top before … will you let me do that?” I nodded yes and she climbed on top of me and positioned her wet sticky pussy just above my penis. She looked at me and smiled as she ever so slowly slid her wet pussy on it … inch by loving inch … until it was all the way inside her. Neither of us moved for a minute … the sensations of warmth and pleasures were intense. Then she slowly started rocking back and forth. It took a little while to find our rhythm but when we did it felt incredible … and then when we were really in sync we heard the baby start crying … we stopped moving and waited a minute. Milk started flowing from Holly’s breasts ... dripping down her belly onto mine. I looked up at Holly … her face staring intently at the baby monitor … her body covered in milk and syrup … our bodies tightly connected. That was the moment I knew that I was falling in love with her. It wasn’t just the sex … I was in love with all of her. Finally Paul must have rolled over and back to sleep. Holly looked down at me and said with a smile, “Let’s try this again.” We started moving again and the intensity of our love making took on a new meaning for me ... I needed to cum in the woman I loved. She stopped moving and bent over slightly to squeeze her nipples shooting her milk on my lips. That was all it took. I started to moan as each thrust brought us closer to orgasm. I looked up and saw she wasn’t ready yet … I waited until I felt her pussy begin to tighten around my penis. I knew she was ready now as I pushed up into her one last time and moaned, “I’m going to cum.” “Do it now! Cum in me!” She cried and pushed down as she felt my orgasm begin. Her pussy began to throb and milk every drop as her rushed over her. It seemed to last forever. She finally rolled down into my arms and we kissed as we were basking in the afterglow. We stayed that way for the next half hour. We finally got up and went into the bathroom to shower together. I soaped her beautiful body until she was completely clean. She turned and began to wash me and when she cleaned my penis it started to get hard again. Holly looked me in the eyes, grinned, and bent down to put the head into her mouth and then lick the shaft until it was completely erect. Then she slipped the head and two inches of my penis into her mouth and began to caress the head with her tongue and stroke the rest of my shaft with small her hand. She continued to lick the sensitive spot under the head and while her other hand caressed my balls. "Holly, you're going to make me cum!" I moaned. She managed a muffled "Uh huh," indicating that was exactly what she wanted. She bobbed her head up and down for several more strokes. Suddenly I gasped as the first jet of my semen shot into her mouth. She swallowed and savored each squirt as it came, finally milking me dry. Holly stood up with cum still dripping from her lips and I bent down to kiss her. She stuck her cum coated tongue into my mouth and she kissed me back. We both rinsed off and then dried each other put on our robes and went into the living room. Paul started crying again and Holly went to change his diaper and feed him. She came out with a concerned look on her face and sat in my lap and said, “We need to talk.” I knew what she wanted to talk about … us. I answered, “Please Holly, not tonight. I promise we will talk tomorrow. I just want us to enjoy this feeling for a little while longer.” She thought about it, smiled, nodded yes and asked, “Will you stay with me tonight? I really want to spend the night in your arms.” “I would love to stay with you,” I answered. We got up and walked hand in hand to the bedroom and saw the mess on the bed … butterscotch syrup, semen, and milk all over the sheets. We started laughing at the same time and then Holly said, “You strip the bed and I’ll get the clean sheets.” We made the bed and Holly checked on Paul before climbing into bed with me. I wrapped my arms around her and laughingly said, “My first sleepover … I’m so excited.” She chuckled and then whispered, “And that’s why I love you.” I was amazed … she’d finally said the words I was waiting to hear. I realized that this was the second time in my life that I was in love with a woman who fulfilled me both physically and emotionally. She cuddled in my arms and drifted off into a deep sleep. I didn't know what the future would bring and I didn't care. My last thoughts were that if this was the last day of my life I would die a happy man.

"Mommy I don't need a babysitter" Jamie said while attempting to protest her parents decision. "Jaime we have already decided that you do" Susan told her while walking out the door. Susan and husband Jeff had two children Jaime age 11 and Shawn age 16. Jeff and her were high school sweet hearts although it didn't feel like that anymore, they found out that Susan was pregnant soon after graduating high school. Sure it wasn't something they expected but they dealt with it, Shawn now 16 was a very attractive young man. He was athletic and lead an active social life. Susan was about 5'4 with a 32B sized breasts, she had brown hair and green eyes she loved he husband dearly but their marriage wasn't the same. She didn't know if he didn't find her attractive anymore, as a 35 year old mother of two she thought she looked great. Jeff was no fitness model himself at around 6'1 kind of stocky with black hair and brown eyes, the one thing he did have going for him was that he had a nice fat 10 inch cock. "Daddy do I really need a babysitter" Jaime whined through the hallway into her fathers office. "Umm...what sweetie" he asked looking up from his work. "I don't need a babysitter! I'm old enough to take care of myself plus Shawn will be here" she said angrily to her father. "Sweetie Shawn isn't going to be home and we don't expect him to watch you the whole weekend either, now this isn't happening to the end of the month so things may change." he said to her softly "You'll have fun trust me" "No I won't, this isn't fair!" She yelled before storming to her room and slamming the door. He knew from the start that she wasn't going to be happy but, Susan was going to be gone the whole weekend and he wouldn't be back until late Sunday. He checked to see if anyone had accepted the ad he posted online looking for a babysitter, he was surprised to see a few inquiries about the position and decided he better interview them. Later that evening he had Susan take the kids out for dinner around 6:00, while he had "work" to do. As soon as they left he immediately sat down and searched for babysitter porn videos, this had often been a fantasy of his and now he had the chance to make it a reality! He began to rub his thick cock through his shorts while watching the pornstar being slowly seduced. He had a nice hard on when the door bell rang, he was half pissed off and half excited it was only 6:30. He answered the door to see a stunning blonde bombshell standing in front of him. She was about 23 and had easily a DD set of tits, a beautiful smile and gorgeous blue eyes. "Hi my names Ashley, I'm here about a babysitting position" she said innocently. "Umm...yeah my names Jeff, please come on in" he told her. As she stepped by him she knew he was checking her out, I mean she didn't wear a white t-shirt and mini skirt for nothing. She also noticed the nice sized bulge in his pants as she sat down on the couch. He quickly sat next to her and positioned himself so he could get a great view of her tits. "So do you have prior experience" he asked her. "Yes I've babysat multiple children and always left making sure everyone was satisfied" she said with a seductive smile. "Okay well that sounds like something I would be highly interested in" he replied while now moving closer to her. She squeezed her breasts together making sure he got a great view as she knew she was going to get this job one way or the other. He reposition himself so that his bulge was much more comfortable in his shorts. "Would you like a glass of wine" he asked her, trying to push his luck. "Sure, red will be fine" she told him as he got up. After he left the room she moved to the end of the couch and rode her skirt up so that her bare pussy was exposed to anyone who looked. When he returned she laughed as he nearly choked on the wine he took a sip of. "Is there something wrong Jeff?" She asked innocently. "Nothing wrong at all" he said while handing her a glass, "maybe you might be the babysitter for me...I umm mean us" She giggled and decided to give him a real show. She spilled the glass of wine onto her shirt making it see through, her amazing rack was now on full display through a two sizes to small pink bra. She quickly removed her shirt leaving herself on full display for Jeff who was speechless. She reached up and fondled her tits while Jeff looked on in shock, she then asked him if could help her remove her bra so she could dry off. He nearly fainted from excitement, sure Susan was beautiful but he had a hot young blond sitting in front of him asking to be stripped!! He quickly slide down the couch removing her bra before leaning back to hopefully get a view of a lifetime, but Ashley decided she would tease him. She quickly covered her breasts and asked for him to go get her a shirt, he was disappointed but understood that maybe things weren't meant to be. When he came back he definitely got the surprise of a lifetime, Ashley was sitting on the couch naked with her legs spread! "What...what are you doing" he asked. "What? I saw you looking at me this whole time and as I said earlier I make sure everyone is satisfied!" She said in a slutty tone. Before I could respond she grabbed my shorts and yanked them down, she smiled as she looked at my rapidly hardening fat cock. "Oh baby, this is an amazing cock! I think we're going to have a lot of fun" she told me before wrapping her hands around it. She slowly began to stroke up and down as she looked up at me, I couldn't help myself from moaning as she had an Angels touch on my cock. She then leaned down and kissed the tip of my cock, she slide her tongue over my fat swollen head licking away some precum. Then she ran her tongue up and down the length of my cock never breaking eye contact before she engulfed my cock into her mouth. This made me let out a moan as I slide my hands onto her head, she quickly got the idea and began to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. The head of my cock was teasing the back of her throat, I thought see couldn't take anymore when she leaned forward and swallow my fat cock! "My God baby your throat feels amazing" I told her. She just nodded her head while keeping my cock inside her warm wet mouth. I knew I was close but I figured I would push my luck, I started to thrust into her mouth. Soon I was full on face fucking her! It was then I heard a car pull into the drive way, it was now 7:30. Knowing my wife was right outside sent me over the edge, I began to shoot load after load of cum down her throat. It was to much for her as she began to gag and let my cum leak out the side of her mouth. I was highly disappointed as I pulled up my shorts and ordered her to get dressed. "How was dinner honey?" I asked my wife as she came through the door. "It was good...umm who's car is outside?" She asked me some what concerned. "Oh that would be Ashley she came by a few minutes ago for the babysitter interview" I told her while grabbing my food they brought home. My kids walked past me and headed upstairs. "Oh...umm where is she?" Susan asked as she began to look around. "She's in the living room honey, I was just going to grab us something to drink when you came home so I figured it would be better if you interviewed her!" I told her while walking back into the living room with my wife. Ashley had already redressed and had on the the plan black t-shirt I gave her so my wife wouldn't get suspicious. "Hi my name is Susan, I'm guessing you're Ashley" my wife said "Yes, I'm Ashley. Pleased to meet you." she told my wife. I sat across from them thinking about what had just happened moments before, I chuckled to myself thinking about how much fun this was going to be. My wife and Ashley continued to talk for awhile, while I paid absolutely no attention until Ashley got up to leave. "Thank you for coming over Ashley we will give you a few trial runs and we will let you know our finally decision after." My wife told her. "Okay thank you Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, see you Monday" she told both of us before walking out the door. This made me go insane, my wife just basically set me up with this hot sexy blonde next Monday without even knowing it! I was going to be home Monday night while Susan was at work, boy I couldn't wait for the weekend to be over. Monday finally rolled around and I was ready, now that I knew Ashley would make sure everyone was "satisfied" I couldn't wait to make her really earn this job! Susan left for work around 5:00 and I gave Shawn money to go to the mall, he didn't ask any questions he was just happy to get extra cash. I stayed in my office until Ashley arrived, after she came in she quickly went to babysit my daughter. They played games and watched tv until around 8:00 when my daughter came upstairs to shower before her 9:30 weekday bedtime. I took this as my chance and hurried downstairs. "So how's your first night?" I asked her while removing my shorts. "Umm...pretty good but, that was a one time thing to make sure I got the job" she said while pointing at my cock. "Well you see that's where you're wrong, you don't have the job yet so start sucking!" I told her while stroking my now hard cock. She looked at me in shock, I was a little shocked at myself "where did this come from, just yesterday I was fantasizing about doing it and now I was forcing someone to do it" I thought to myself. Ashley reluctantly got up and got down on her knees, she started to slowly stroke my cock looking up at me hoping I would have her stop. I didn't and I wouldn't! "Enough stroking start sucking" I half yelled at her while reaching down to feel up her tits. She began to lick up and down the shaft of my cock before she slide the head into her mouth, "My God this girl had a magic tongue" I thought to myself. I let out a soft moan as she began to swallow more and more of my cock, "Oh fuck!" I said as she slide my head into her throat. Her throat began to squeeze my cock for all its worth, as she twirled her tongue up and down the rest of my cock. I decided I wanted more I pulled her off of my cock and told her "You have amazing tits let me see them!" She once again looked at me in shock her eyes almost begging me to not make her do this, before she reluctantly removed her top. "Oh these are nice, real nice! It's tits like these that will get you somewhere in life!" I told her while I began to fondle her breasts. Soft moans escaping every time I passed over one of her quickly hardening nipples. "How big are the baby?" I asked her while taking her nipples in between my thumbs and index fingers and slightly twisting them. "Ohhhh...umm there...God that feels nice...there 34DD" she told me. With that I knew I just had to titty fuck these bad boys. "Baby get my cock really wet, I wanna feel those tits on my cock" She took my cock back into her mouth and really began to lick and swirl her tongue on it to get it nice and wet. I pulled her off my cock again and told her to hold her breasts together and spit in between them. I began to line up my cock with her breasts before thrusting upwards into them, the feeling was magical. To have a hot young blonde in front of you while you're titty fucking her is a sight to see for sure. I began to thrust as she slide her tits up and down on my cock, although she seemed reluctant at first she quickly got into the mood. "Oh yeah baby, you like my nice big tits sliding up and down your cock" she asked sexily. "Ohh fuck! Yeah baby just like that" was all she got out of me. Although she may not want to admit it she was well into things, I knew I was close to cumming and I wanted to coat these big titties with my cum. "Daddy?" I heard Jaime yell from upstairs. "Oh fuck I forgot she was home" I thought to myself as I looked down to see Ashley with a huge devilish smile. But while she thought she was going to get me caught and ruin everything I had other ideas. "Sweetie can you wait one second" I yelled up to my daughter. "But daddy" I heard while she began to come downstairs. The thought of being caught by my innocent young daughter sent me over the edge, I quickly grabbed my cock and began to stroke it as I shot my cum all over Ashley's tits. My God was she a sight to see in front of me tits covered in my cum! I quickly put on my shorts and threw Ashley a box of Kleenex to clean up with. "Hi sweetie" I said grabbing my daughter as she walked through the dinning room. "Daddy where's Ashley I wanted to say goodnight" she said to me cutely. "I'm sorry sweetie but she already left" I said while letting out a small laugh "Don't worry though she'll be back tomorrow!" __________________________________________________________________________ Hope you enjoyed the story and hopefully you recognized some familiar characters! Suggestions for the story are welcomed! Follow our official Twitter for story updates, information, requests and sneak peaks! Twitter - Daniel03959639

I’m a mother of 3, the wife of a physician, and a survivor of rape. I was sexually assaulted by multiple male members of my family on a regular basis. I never spoke up about it, for several reasons I suppose, but the biggest was that I experienced my first orgasms during these encounters. It made me feel ashamed, like somehow I must’ve secretly wanted it, and if I came forward to another relative, or a teacher they would think I was disgusting for having LIKED what was done to me, so I stayed quiet. When it was just the first man raping me, I tried to avoid him, and sometimes I could do it for weeks at a time, making sure we were never alone together. But eventually he figured out ways, and it seemed there was never a day that I wasn’t at his mercy. Assaulted is the best word to use for those first few months. I was hit, pinned to the wall or floor, and choked, all to get me to be compliant and let what was inevitably going to happen, happen. Ultimately I gave in. I was vulnerable, powerless, and alone. Nothing I did was going to stop him, but fighting it made him hurt me, and allowing it made him… well, for lack of a better word, gentler. Letting him fuck me in the bed meant I wasn’t on the floor… and letting him slide in meant he wasn’t forcing himself in.. When I think back on it I feel like I was being weak, but then I remember how physically weak I really was, it was just a means of making it through and surviving a difficult situation. It was sometime after I stopped fighting that I had an orgasm with him, and then another, and then I was having them every encounter. I began to almost look forward to when he came to me. I feel sick thinking about it now. This lasted for multiple years, and through multiple abusers. Some were much older, some weren’t related to me, and some were nearly the same age I was. Sometimes they knew about each other, sometimes they didn’t. But I just let it happen, maybe that’s why they all tried, maybe the first guy told the rest that I wouldn’t fight back, I don’t know, it doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t know how to explain it to someone who hasn’t been abused like this, but I hated them all to the point where I contemplated trying to kill them, but also, I looked forward to when one would approach me and start undoing his pants. I’d get a rush of fear and anger and it turned me on… I secretly hoped each day that one of them would come into my room and push me onto the bed, sliding their manhood into me. This disgusting anticipation made my orgasms fast and powerful, though I did my best to conceal my pleasure from them. I was used for sex when no one else was around, like a dirty habit, until one by one, they all lost interest. Some moved, some just didn’t have the time, whatever the reason, I hated them… But having them toss me aside made me hate them more. After years of being the object of sexual desire, I found myself going to THEM, to the ones that were still around, me coming on to them! Trying to get them to fuck me, actually offering my body to them.. which made me hate myself. I eventually went into therapy and began dating the nicest guy in school, we became sweethearts and after graduation we stayed together. I followed him to the university of his choice, which coincidentally took me far away from my home town, and I have yet to return… We ended up getting married in our sophomore year… I should say we got pregnant, and thus married, but it wasn’t a disaster, we were going to anyways. I never told him about the abuses I survived. I knew he’d ask the question that I always ask myself, “why didn’t you tell someone?.. The authorities!”.. And then I’d have to tell him more details and he’d find me appalling and the life I’d built would be over. I figured I didn’t matter, and to this day he doesn’t know about any of it. After med school we moved to a big city on the east coast. Lots of hospitals and a high demand for doctors. With the exception of moving into a bigger house when we became pregnant with our third child, we’ve been in the same city ever since. I was now a happy stay at home mother. We had 3 children, the oldest Jacob, the middle Stacy and the youngest Jason. We lived a very pleasant life. Safe neighborhood, good school, nice neighbors. My husband didn’t have the best schedule, working weekends, and constantly on-call, but that was tolerable. My life was going very well, all thoughts of my dark past had but faded away when I again became a victim of rape. Our kids were all very good, always had been. They all participated in extracurriculars like sports and clubs, until Jacob opted not to. We allowed it, his grades hadn’t suffered, and we figured at his age he was simply more interested in girls than other stuff, and we were right. He was big for his age, very athletic, he was getting a lot of attention from girls. He introduced us to a girlfriend pretty quickly, and they seemed madly in love, for about two months, then I didn’t see her again. My daughter told me that she dumped him for being clingy, I felt terrible for him. I recommended he join a team again to get his mind off of her, but he refused. He just moped around the house after school while his brother and sister were still in their respective clubs. I gave him space for a bit, then my maternal instincts told me he needed nurturing. At first he resisted, preferring to be alone, but eventually I won him over. We joked around while I got him to help me with house work or cooking dinner. I’d even watch sports on TV with him. I’ve always been close with my boys, we truly have a happy home, but this was the first time I felt like I was friends with one of them. One afternoon, I was in our room folding laundry. I heard the door open and close, so I knew Jacob was home. “I’m upstairs!” I called out, as I continued to fold. I got no reply, he must’ve had a bad day I thought to myself. So I put down the shirt I was folding and was about to head down and check on him when something shoved me hard in the back, causing me to fall forward onto the bed. I tried to push myself up but was met with a weight on my back, I was being held down. I felt my dress being lifted up, my legs then ass exposed and I turned sharply. It took me a moment to grasp what I was seeing. Jacob standing behind me, his left hand pressed against my back, his right hand holding pulling up my dress. He was fully clothed, but had his erect penis sticking out through the opening of his jeans. “Wha!?.. Jacob! Stop! What are doing!” and tried to push him away, he had no expes and he shoved me on to the bed face first. “I loved her!” He growled. “I wanted her to be my first! But she didn’t want me!.. She didn’t really love me… but you love me.. And I love you.. I want you to be my first!” He climbed on top of me, one hand between my shoulders, easily holding me down. His other hand forced my dress up and out of the way, then he slid it along my ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly. I squirmed, but it was useless, I couldn’t even turn to see him. I tried to talk to him, pleading, but he yanked my panties down to my knees with one motion. I felt him positioning himself above me, aligning his hips with mine, I felt the head of his cock taking its spot at the entrance to my snatch. Then a grunt as he thrust in. He proceeded to fuck me, his own mother, while I cried and flailed helplessly under him. He had a large dick, but he took quick short strokes, a virgin, and ended up coming fast, small blessings I guess. Then he got off of me and left.. No threats, or begging or apology, he just left. I heard him walk down the hall, go into his room and close the door. I waited like that for several minutes, face down on the mattress, my son’s cum running out of me. Afraid to move, wondering what he was going to do next. But nothing came. Eventually I got up and started to clean off. I told myself to call the cops, call my husband.. but I didn’t… I just finished the laundry then went down stairs to start dinner, trembling the whole time. I didn’t see him again until everyone else was already home and seated at the table, then he walked in and sat down. Talked to everyone like normal, even told me how good dinner was, like nothing had happened. I convinced myself that it was some sort of a mistake, he wasn’t being himself, something had driven him to it, and it was an isolated incident. But the next afternoon he had me bent over the kitchen table, his hand around my neck, saying ‘mom, pull down your pants, don’t you love me!?’ while he tightened his grip on my throat. I did it, and he fucked me again. I still didn’t tell anyone, I didn’t know why this time, but I didn’t. Maybe it was because I couldn’t bare to see my son arrested, or for the world to know my son had raped me. I sort of felt bad for him… I was making excuses again.. But I didn’t tell anyone. He continued to do it. Almost daily I was forced to let him fuck me. I tried wearing clothes that were more difficult to get off, but that just made things more rough, as he had to pull harder, or would simply threaten me and make me undress myself for him. Then one morning, several weeks into this abuse, as I was getting dressed, I picked a skirt instead, nothing too revealing, but easier to pull up, and when I walked out of the closet I stopped, pulled my panties down under the skirt and slid them off, tossing them aside, and I actually thought to myself ‘there, this will be easier.’ And walked out of the room. When he got home that day I happened to be in the kitchen when he came looking for me. I was wiping a counter top when he approached me from behind and grabbed me, but before he could do anything forcefully, I reached behind and pulled up the skirt, revealing my bare ass. I then spread my legs slightly and waited. He was clearly surprised, he didn’t move for several minutes, until finally I heard him unzip his pants then gently take ahold of my hips and guide himself into me. That was the first time my son made me cum. For a whole year after that, I waited for him to get home. I never told him that this was permissible, in fact I don’t think I ever spoke at all. I never offered myself to him or initiated anything, but on the occasions that he didn’t try to have me, or didn’t come home before everyone else, I actually felt something along the lines of disappointment. I made it a habit of being somewhere more conducive to sex whenever he would get home, somewhere that would be more comfortable or enjoyable for ME.. We did it in bed, and in the shower, I rode him on the couch and at the dining room table. I was not happy with him, and I never forgave him, but this was a more pleasurable alternative to what he had been doing to me before. Then he moved out, a day I knew was coming. I never even found out what sparked his behavior with me, it simply came and went. He moved cross country, something that should’ve made me very happy, knowing that he was unable to force himself on to me anymore, and I was. But after several weeks I found myself very mad at him. Every afternoon I found myself masturbating, thinking of him (and occasionally the men from my past). How could he use me and then just toss me aside? I was disgusted with myself again. After a couple months it got so bad that I invited a delivery driver to come in and fuck me. He was hideous, and I felt horrible, then illicit act gave me some satisfaction, but it wasn’t what I wanted. When Jacob came home to visit I made myself look desirable, created situations where we were alone together, tempting him.. But he never tried, or gave any indication that I had ever been anything more to him that his mother. I was able to suppress my desires, making do with the vanilla love-making of my husband. In fact I thought I was over it until my daughter moved out the next year, and I found myself at home alone with my other son, Jason. Images of he and I began sneaking into my masturbatory fantasies. I pushed them aside as best I could until eventually they were the ONLY things I saw when I closed my eyes. I started haphazardly ‘flirting’ with my son, it sounds ridiculous and perverse I know. It was nothing overtly sexual (at first), I would just sit next to him at every meal, and I would hug and touch him more than I used to. I wore skirts and no undies when he got home, hoping that somehow he would go through the same mood swing as his brother and just take me. But it never happened. I tried being really close with him, asking about his day, and girls. I used slang and even curse words, trying to seem more like a friend and less like his mother. We were being really friendly, which was nice, but it was obviously not heading down the same path it did with his brother. I decided to try something less subtle and more risky (and risqué). I waited until I heard him come home, then I got down on my hands and knees in the kitchen and began scrubbing the floors, acting like I’d just spilled something. I pulled my skirt up, making sure my ass and cunt were ‘accidentally’ exposed, not so high that it looked obvious, just careless. “Hey mom I’m home…” he said as he walked in. I quickly turned to observe his reaction, and by the look on his face, he saw what I was showing, but was trying to play it off. “I’m gonna head upstairs.” He said awkwardly, and he darted out of the room. Now you’d think that was a failed experiment, but that was only half, first I had to entice him, now I had to see if he was, in fact, enticed. Over the next couple of days I caught him checking me out, like walking into rooms and immediately looking at my ass. But he never made a comment or move. There wasn’t much else I could do, he just wasn’t going take a shot on his mom. I eventually let it go. I still wore skirts and no undies, just in case… but I wasn’t doing anymore setups like with the kitchen. About a week later I walked into his room shortly after he said he was going to do homework, and found him.. Pants at his ankles, cock in his hand, sitting on his bed, facing me. We were both frozen. I could see his eyes widen, trying to figure out what to say and what to do. In my mind I was thinking the same thing, any mother that’s caught her son jerking off has had to think ‘do I say something or do I just run out of the room?’.. But in my mind I immediately thought something else, ‘here’s your chance’. Before he could react I walked forward pulling up my skirt. I pushed him down on the bed while climbing on top, and straddled him. I guided his cock to my opening and looked at him. There was panic in his eyes, it could’ve still been from being caught masturbating, or it could’ve been from me getting ready to do what I was going to do.. But it didn’t deter me, I wanted this. I sank down on to his smooth prick, ‘God Yes!’ I thought. My hands were on his chest, holding him down, supporting myself, but holding him down, the way his brother, and many before him, had done to me. I fucked him, grinding my hips, thrusting them down on his cock. I fucked him until he came, and then I kept fucking him, I fucked him until I came, this was about getting what I wanted! When I finished I got off, and left, not saying a word and not looking at him. At dinner I acted like nothing had happened, he was quieter than usual, avoiding eye contact, but he didn’t say anything about it. I thought about it the whole night, I couldn’t sleep. The entire next day I replayed it in my mind, and waited for him to come home. When he did he went strait to his room, but I needed to talk to him. I went up to his room and walked in, I startled him, he was sitting at his desk doing homework and looked up quickly. I suddenly realized that I didn’t know what I wanted to say… ‘Sorry’? ‘Please forgive me’? ‘You better not tell your father!’? All that thinking and I hadn’t planned beyond walking into his room. So I just did the first thing that came to mind. I pulled my shirt up over my head and dropped it, undid my bra and let it fall in the same place. I didn’t bother to check to see if he was watching, I just undressed. I walked to his bed and pulled my pants down, followed by my panties. I then leaned forward, planting my forearms on his mattress and stayed there. He didn’t speak or move for several minutes, finally I had to break the silence. “Do you want this honey?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder at him. He just stared at me, dumbfounded “do you want to fuck mommy, yes or no?” I snapped, he nodded fervently. He jumped to his feet, pulling all his clothes off in just two steps. He stood behind me, unsure of what to do, but he was hard.. He wanted this. “Just grab my waist” I instructed him, sounding gentle and nurturing. He did as he was told. “No take a step forward and push your penis into mommy.” I felt him slide in. “Good… now just..” nothing more needed to be said, he began slamming his meat into me like a horny dog. He lasted longer than I’d have expected, I even managed to squeeze out a small orgasm of my own before he finished and collapsed back into his desk chair. I stood up and walked over to him, he was breathing heavily. I brushed the hair out of his face and kissed him on the forehead then walked over to the door. I stopped and turned back to him. He was still laying there, stunned, maybe even embarrassed. “Sweetie, come fuck me again when you’re ready, but before your father gets home, ok? And from now on you need to make the move, so be more aggressive, in fact I wouldn’t be opposed to you being really aggressive sometimes, maybe pin me down, or surprise me and stick it in without asking, alright?” He nodded, slightly confused. “OK, I’m going to go work on dinner, see you in a bit.” Then I smiled and walked out, closing the door behind me.

My older brother Michael and I (Kevin) have been raised by our grandmother since we were little. Our father was never in the picture and our mother had a serious drug problem that eventually lead to her losing custody of us. Honestly leaving her was for the best, but moving in with grandma was only a slight improvement. It seemed the apple didn’t fall far from the tree with her and our mother. She gave birth to our mom young, and our mom had us young, so she found herself a grandmother of two before her 35th birthday. Just like with us, our mother never had a father around, so we never had a grandfather. Grandma hadn’t wanted to be a mother in the first place, and now didn’t really like having to take care of us (which she let us know, daily). But when we were sent to live with her she reluctantly agreed, mainly for the government assistance. She wasn’t like other grandparents, first of all she’s much younger, and prettier than most, but she also isn’t warm or caring. She smokes and drinks heavily, and undoubtedly uses drugs. She hasn’t been in a relationship with a man in the 10 years we’ve been living with her, but we’ve seen many come and go. She has a small 2 bedroom home where the room Michael and I share is right next to hers, and it’s never bothered her to have loud sex within earshot of us. This was probably less of a concern when we were 5 and 6, but now that we’re teenagers it’s far more noticeable. After puberty hit me, I spent more than one night masturbating in the dark, peering through cracked doors as I watched her getting fucked by some random guy. But the worst part was that on top of her questionable parenting choices, she was also incredibly strict, to the point of abusive. We grew up being hit by her constantly and for the most miniscule offenses. Wetting the bed, spilling a cup of water, or even just basic childhood misbehaviors like talking back or crying because we didn’t get something. I’m not saying we were perfect kids, but the punishments didn’t really fit the crimes! She’d say things like “If you’re going to live with me you’re going to respect me!” or “I will not have you turn out like your mother!” “It’s not my job to love you, just keep you alive!” Who knows, maybe she has good intentions, but it has never felt like it. Michael and I regularly complained to one another, and talked about running away or telling someone, in particular, our social worker, Nicole. We were technically foster children to our grandmother. And as such we had a social worker who was required to check up on us. We always kept our mouths shut about being mistreated, mainly our of fear, but also because we wanted a reward. Our grandma usually started being really nice the week leading up to the visit, taking us to a theme park, and out for ice-cream, that way when Nicole would ask what we’ve been up to, those were the first things that came to mind. The nice treatment usually lasted a for a few days afterwards too, because Nicole would always give us her card again and remind us that if anything is bothering us to call her, so grandma tried to keep the charade going while that was fresh in our minds. We had a visit coming up and Michael had a bruised and swollen cheek from my grandmother. She had told him to take the trash out and he didn’t do it fast enough so she hit him with a shoe. This was just a week before the visit so he was determined to say something this time. Grandma took us to the movies and out to eat and shopping in the days leading up to the visit, but Michael wasn’t having any of it, he made it visibly obvious that these petty bribes were not going to sway him, he told me a dozen times a day that he was fed up and was going to make her pay for being such a bitch to us. But then on the day of the visit, he said nothing! I couldn’t believe it. I gave him looks of disbelief, trying to ask him “what was going on?” with my eyes, but he just kept shaking his head at me. He told Nicole that his injury was due to an accident in gym class, and that was the end of it. It wasn’t my place to speak up if he didn’t want to, so I said nothing too. That night in our room I asked what had caused his change of heart, but he didn’t really have a reason he just said that he had “decided not to bother with it”, and gave me the impression that he wanted me to drop it, so I did. I woke up in the middle of the night needing to take a piss. I sat up and saw that Michael’s bed was empty, he must’ve been in the bathroom himself. So I laid in bed and waited. Several minutes went by and he had still not returned, it shouldn’t take this long, I thought to myself, and now I really needed to pee. So I got up and ventured out. When I opened the bedroom door I stopped, the bathroom was directly across from our room and it’s door was open and dark. I turned to check his bed again, wondering if my sleepy eyes had just imagined it was empty, but he wasn’t in it. To be honest I was about to just shrug it off and go to the bathroom, but then I heard a noise. It sounded like a voice coming from down the hall in the living room. So I figured it was Michael, maybe watching TV? Which wasn’t allowed this late.. So I was curious. When you go to inspect a mysterious noise in the middle of the night, you always try to imagine what you’re going to find, as a way of preparing for what you may need to do.. Like if it’s a burglar? Aliens? Zombies?... But there was no way of preparing for what I was going to see. I stopped at the end of the hall and peeked around the corner to see my grandmother on her knees, kneeling in front of a man who was sitting on the sofa. Her back was to me but there was little doubt what was going on (I’d seen it before). Her head bobbed up and down with a steady rhythm that echoed a soft wet sound into the air. I felt my pecker stir and stiffen and I reached for it. I rubbed myself through the fabric of my pajama bottoms until I was fully erect then I pulled it out through the opening and began to masturbate. I watched her intently, listening to her suckling and gentle moans. Imagining the sensation of sliding my virgin meat into her mouth and feeling the vibrations of her groans down my shaft and into my balls. I’ve watched this scene before, from the same spot, working my penis in the same way. The guy didn’t matter, she rarely saw the same guy twice, but I always hated them. Hearing their heavy breathing, their murmured words of satisfaction and eventually their grunts of pleasure as they came into my grandmother’s mouth, while I was left cumming into my hand. Almost on cue, the man began to whisper. “Yes that’s it!”, her head moved faster working to finish him off. My hand worked faster as well, I felt my own orgasm building. “Don’t stop grandma, I’m going to cum!” My eyes shot up to the man’s face, obscured in the dark, but as my eyes focused I could see that this was not some man she’d brought home, it was my brother, her grandson! The words didn’t stop her as she picked up her pace, he clawed at the sofa cushions and growled through his teeth as he felt his load working it’s way up. My eyes darted between them, taking it all in, but still uncertain about what I was watching. I felt a surge inside me and realized that I hadn’t stopped jerking off. The surprise of watching my brother getting head from my grandmother somehow hadn’t deterred me from wanting to cum, in fact I was more aroused than ever! I reached out and cupped a hand in front of my prick, while Michael cupped a hand on the back of grandma’s head. We came at nearly the same time. Normally I would’ve snuck away at this point, but I was drawn to the performance in front me, I needed to see more, see some type of explanation for why this was happening. When she had swallowed his load and cleared her throat she stood up, looking down at her drained grandson, unable to move just yet. “Was that good?” He nodded. “You did a good job today.” She said, still whispering, “I appreciate you not saying anything… we have to remember to look out for our family.” “Ya.. Sure.” Michael panted. He began to stand up. I quickly and quietly snuck back into my room, wiping myself off on a dirty shirt, and climbed into bed. A couple minutes later he snuck in too. “Michael?” I rubbed my eyes pretending like he woke me. “What are you doing?” “Oh, I just had to go to the bathroom.” He lied. “Oh ok.” I sat up, “Ya, I gotta go too, g’night.” I caught them a few more times over the next couple days. She said she needed to talk to him while I was doing homework, so they went into her room and closed the door. I pressed my ear to it and heard the familiar slurps and groans of a young man getting his knob polished by his grandmother. But she wasn’t limiting him to head. I also caught them having sex. At night on the floor of the living room, I watched her ride him, bare breasts bouncing freely as he lay there enjoying the view. I made myself cum again. He still never told me that any of this was happening, it made me resent him, out of jealousy mostly, but also because we were so close and told each other everything, until now. He was having sex with an actual woman (albeit our grandmother) while I was left desperately watching and pleasuring myself in the shadows. Several days later, I came home late from school, having attended a meeting for a club I was in. I opened the door softly, almost out of habit now, as I always felt I was sneaking around avoiding detection in case they were in the middle of something. I walked in and the house seemed empty, so I went down the hall to my room. I heard a thud come from my grandmother’s room, her door was next to ours and it was partly open. Then I heard her voice. “I said NO! This is over, I told you that already! You need to listen to me, or..” she was angry, yelling. “Or what!?” Michael yelled back. I peeked inside. They were both standing defiantly in each other’s faces. “What are you going to do, tell someone?! Tell them that you hit us all the time and that you blew me so I wouldn’t tattle on you! Or that you began fucking me too!? Your own grandson! And what, now that you decided it’s over I just have to accept it, and still keep your secrets out of the kindness of my heart?! I don’t think so! If you want to stop, fine, but I’m going to call the cops, my social worker, the news, everybody!!” Her face softened with fear, and her stance weakened. We were both taller than her, but her personality and power had always made her seem so big.. She finally looked small, and frail.. Defeated. “When I say suck, you suck! When I say fuck, you fuck! You can either be my whore and continue to get your government checks, or I will make you pay! So what’s it going to be?!” He stared down at her. “Fine.” She couldn’t look him in the eyes as she spoke, “Just don’t tell anyone.” “Good. There will be no more discussion about it. Now FUCK.” Slowly she turned her back to him and undid her pants. She pulled them off, then her panties, and crawled on to her bed. She stayed there, obediently on her hands and knees, while Michael pulled his pants down and shoved his tool into her. He screwed her hard and triumphantly, while she held her head low, no sounds at all. I watched the whole thing, watched him cum, but I never touched myself. I felt bad for her, her choices had led her here, but I still felt bad. Michael finished, pulled up his pants and walked out. When he opened the door I was standing there, making it known that I’d witnessed the whole thing. “Kevin!?” He gasped, and stepped back. My grandmother jumped to her feet, stumbling as she pulled up her pants. His face was shocked, and a little confused, not sure about what to say to me. But I said nothing, I just stared at him. A look of contempt washed over him. No matter that it was wrong, he looked unashamed, he didn’t care what I’d seen him do, and he walked past me, down the hall and out the front door. I turned back to my grandmother. “Oh thank God Kevin! Did you see what he did to me?! I don’t know what happened, I couldn’t stop him, we need to call the cops, you have to tell them that you saw him RAPE me!” She was cowering in front of me, a victim. She wanted me to be her witness, to paint Michael as the bad guy, tell them what I’d seen…. But not what I’d heard. “Should I tell them about seeing you hungrily sucking his dick after he lied to Nicole like you told him to? Or when you rode him until you both came?” I spoke calmly… Her eyes widened in terror. I reached down and unzipped my pants. Her eyes darted to my hands as I pulled out my eager cock. “When I say suck, you suck. When I say fuck, you fuck. You can either be our whore and continue to get your government checks, or we will make you pay.. Now SUCK.” There was hesitation, but she knelt in front of me. She looked up, hoping I might have a change of heart, Instead I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forward. It was an incredible sensation, nothing like mere masturbation. She sucked dick like a woman with years of experience and it showed. I doubt she did it to make it enjoyable, simply to make it quick, and it worked. I came in minutes, the most powerful, gushing orgasm I’d ever had. I could feel each thick load pumping up my shaft and out of me. It was almost painful, nothing like the watery stuff I normally sprayed out. My entire body shook, I had to grip my grandmother’s head for support which inadvertently thrust my cock to the back of her throat, causing her the gag and resist, but I didn’t release her, I couldn’t. It lasted longer than any climax I’d given myself, and I wasn’t complaining. In fact the act of cumming lasted longer than it took for her to make me cum! I finally gained some composure and let her go, she pulled away looking angry and disgusted, but she didn’t say anything. I tucked my dick away and zipped myself back up. I walked towards the door and stopped and turned back to her, still kneeling on the floor. “That was great grandma! Thanks!” I smiled, “I’m going to go do my homework and then I’ll be back!”

For those of you who read the MY LIFE series, you will recognize Danielle as the girl who broke my heart when I caught her banging her stepdad. For those of you who haven’t, I recommend you do, but it’s not required. She was my first real girlfriend, and she is a real person. She was rather promiscuous when I met her, while I was still a virgin. Before we dated we were friends, and I learned all about her, finding out how she lost her virginity, and stuff like that. Her life was entertaining and tragic, mainly because it was so characterized by sex. Her sexual history practically defined her, and while I don’t know what became of her, you can bet that her path was forged by her good looks and willingness to let men use her. This is her story. I was just a girl. It was the summer time. As a sort of coming of age gift, my parents had sent me to summer camp. It was a girls only camp, but it was a week away from parents and truly made me feel grown up. The camp was the largest of its kind for several surrounding states and was only for girls. They sorted us into bunk houses based on our ages, which was nice, but being around so many older girls made me uncomfortable at times. First of all, I had only just had a birthday, and I hadn’t yet shown an interest in boys (which was fine because they hadn’t shown much interest in me either). Second, seeing the bodies of the other girls made me self conscious of my own. I was short and a little pudgy at this age, far from the girl I would grow to be. I had a decent pair of breasts for my age, which was nice because when guys are younger they like boobs no matter who they’re attached to. But having boobs when other girls don’t can be it’s own problem too. It wasn’t just my figure that made me feel awkward around the older girls, it was everything. They were just so pretty.. tall, with cute clothes and makeup… they even wore thongs, they all looked like should be on a CW show. There was one shower house for the camp. Girls from any age used it, just not counselors. It was a big room with no shower curtains, just several pipes coming straight out of the ground. Each one had 5 shower heads pointed in different directions, and knobs for each. The showers were available all day, but naturally everyone waited to use them at night before bed. I’d look around the room at the different girls. The younger ones chatting and splashing water at each other, and the older ones doing womanly things. I admired them as they shaved their legs and underarms. Many even shaved their cunts down to the skin, revealing smooth tender flesh along the sides of their snatches. I looked down at my own pussy, still covered by its original mound of pubic hair. One of my friends told me that it’s supposed to help with sex. I looked around at the girls showering, each one I saw with a shaved twat I immediately thought of differently, more mature, more of a woman, sexier… it meant she must’ve had sex. I tried imagining what sex must be like. I’d taken a sexual education class, but that’s pretty much just an anatomy lesson that labels the parts. What I wanted to know was what sex was like! How did two people start? Does the boy just ask “hi, will you have sex with me”? I had so many questions. I’m not sure why, I hadn’t even kissed a boy yet. So I definitely never looked at one and imagined him fucking me. I’d never masturbating before, hell I hadn’t even gotten my period yet. These questions, and the desire to know more, were amplified but the constant conversations going on around me. Girls talking about boys, what they’ve done with them, and how many they’ve done it with. I now know that most of the girls were full of shit, just trying to sound cool and one-up each other. But at the time I wanted to be as sexy and cool as they were, and that meant that I wanted to have sex. I heard words that I’d never heard before, things like fingering and blowjob. I had to ask a friend what they meant, she admitted that she didn’t know what a blowjob was, but explained about fingering. She said it was like masturbating, but a guy was doing it to you. She was surprised when I didn’t know what masturbation was either, and had to explain. She told me what to do, and how to do it, and said that it would feel really good. The idea of it was strange to me and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. She pointed out that if I wasn’t ready to touch myself, then I definitely wasn’t ready to touch a guy like that, or have him touch me. I got offended by that, and pulled my shorts and panties down right there in front of her. We were in the woods, not far from the main camp area, just enough away that we were concealed. I placed my hand on my crotch and slid my fingers through my pubic hairs towards the opening of my twat. Standing there with my legs bowed, trying to finger myself in front of my friend was awkward to say the least, but what made it worse was that it didn’t feel good at all. “No, you’ll never get there doing it like that!” She said, laughing a bit. “Here sit down.” She said, and we both sat in the grass. She pulled her shorts and panties down just a bit, and spread her legs. I watched as she closed her eyes and rubbed her the lips around her pussy slowly. She was the same age as me, but had obviously been doing this for awhile. I mimicked her, working the outside before putting my fingers inside. I watched her start to squirm, her fingers moving faster, and her breathing increase until she stopped suddenly, her body tense and she began to shudder. It felt good, but I was not having the same reaction as her. She had just orgasmed, and I clearly had not. I tried several more times over the next day, but never got anything more than simply feeling nice. It didn’t matter I guess, because losing my virginity was easier said than done at an all girls summer camp. And even once I got home I had no real guy friends, or boys that were into me. The only one I knew was my stepbrother, and he was 5 years older than me and already in high school. But even though I was at a camp full of girls, there were a actually a few guys. They were staff members, all much older than me of course, not that it mattered. There was Dale, Steve, Jimmy and Ricky. Dale was Jimmy and Ricky’s dad. There mom, Susan, was a staff member there too. Dale and Susan ran the kitchen together, while the boys, who were 17 and 18, were sort of like janitors or maintenance guys around the camp. Then there was Steve, he was a total heartthrob. Older, in his 40s, but incredibly handsome and in killer shape. He ran the waterfront, which at the camp was a lake. He oversaw the lifeguards and boating instructors, and personally taught the swimming classes to the younger girls. This meant that he was walking around shirtless and wet all the time. I wasn’t the only one to notice him, in fact girls were always following him around and giggling. He was a nice guy though and acted like he never noticed. Now swimming was totally my thing while I was at camp! I’d been very good at it since I was little. When I did my initial swim test on the first day of camp, Steve told me that I was a very strong swimmer, and that I should consider coming back and working at the camp as a lifeguard when I got older. I blushed. The lake was pretty big, almost a half mile across from our shore to the next. I heard another counselor talking about how there was a huge meadow full of flowers on the other side. Some of the girls asked if we could hike over there to see, but we were told that the land on the other side was private property and we weren’t allowed. She warned us that it was illegal, and if anyone tried, they’d be in trouble. On the 3rd day, during dinner they had cookies for dessert, but there weren’t enough, and I never got one. I had a sweet tooth, and really wanted some. So right after dinner when everyone was heading back to their bunks, or to the showers, I went into the kitchen to talk to Dale. He wasn’t an attractive man, and hadn’t been as friendly as all the other staff members, but I figured a couple cookies for a little girl wouldn’t be a big deal. “Hi, Dale?” I said as I walked in the kitchen. “Ya? What do you need?” He asked shortly. He was putting things away and starting to clean up. He was alone. “They ran out of cookies, and I was wondering if I could get some?” He just looked me up and down for a bit. “Well, I’m not supposed to” He said, walking around the counter and towards me, “so why should I?” “Um, because I’d like some, please?” I asked nervously. “Well I think it’s only fair that you do something for me.” He said flatly. “OK sure!” I replied naively. “Alright…” there was a pause as he debated his next words, “give me a blowjob.” “A what?” I asked, partly because I really didn’t know what one was. He walked over and stood right in front of me. “Get on your knees.” He said, looking down at me. I don’t know why, but I did it. My face was right at his crotch and he began undoing the zipper. He reached in pulled out his prick and let it hang in front of him. He wasn’t fully erect yet. I just looked at it for awhile, I’d never seen one before. It flinched, and was noticeably growing, hardening and standing up before my eyes. “Well? Go ahead.” He spoke again. “What do I do?” “You suck on it.” “I suck it??” I asked. I can only imagine how confused I must’ve looked. So this is what a blow job is? Sucking a penis? Not only did it sound kinda gross, but it sounded stupid! I had only just learned that girls masturbate, so hadn’t really given much thought about guys masturbating too, or how they did it. I knew that boys ejaculated when they put their dicks inside a woman’s vagina, but I didn’t know why. I figured it just happened, I didn’t think it was because it felt good. I didn’t even know that sex was supposed to be pleasurable. The ideas of masturbating and blowjobs as a means of simulating sex and causing intentional orgasms for enjoyment was completely lost on me. So I didn’t know why a guy would want to have someone suck on his penis… “Until when?” I finally asked. “Until I stop you.” He chuckled a bit. So, with no further instruction, I grabbed it and pointed it at my face. I opened my mouth, closed my eyes and leaned in. It was warm, warmer than just putting a finger in your mouth. And it was bigger, not long, but thick, my mouth was opened as wide as possible. I started sucking on it, just the way you’d suck your thumb or something. He moaned a little, but spoke up again. “Now move your head back and forth, and don’t scratch me with your teeth.” I leaned in further, sliding his dick further into my mouth. He didn’t say how far to go, so I just went until I couldn’t go anymore, then went back. I just kept doing this, going back and forth, keeping my teeth in mind. So this is what other girls have done? This wasn’t that big of a deal, or hard, there wasn’t even any blowing involved. He made more noise under his breath. I didn’t know if that was good or bad, but he didn’t tell me to stop so I just kept going. This wasn’t about the cookies anymore, I had actually forgotten about them. This was about me doing the same things that those older, sexier girls had done. A guy had actually wanted to do something with me, and I was curious to try it. He didn’t say anything, he just grunted suddenly and I felt something spray in my mouth. It was sort of like when you squirt a water bottle in your mouth and it hits the back of your throat, only there wasn’t as much, and it was hot. He continued grunting but didn’t say to stop, so I kept bobbing my head. The stuff in my mouth started to fill up, and it was salty, it didn’t taste bad, just not good, so I swallowed it, simply to clear my mouth out. He finally stopped his noises and told me to stop. I pulled my head back and let his cock fall out of my mouth. The whole thing only lasted a couple minutes. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, and didn’t use my hands on his shaft, as I would later learn to do, he still came quickly. When I was older I looked back on this event and figured the sight of his dick in a young girl’s mouth was enough to make him cum, technique didn’t matter. He told me to stand up, and he tucked himself back into his shorts. He made a comment about me swallowing his load, and seemed surprised when I said I had. He gave me a whole box of cookies and told me to go. I headed back to my bunk and got my toiletries bag. I was one of the last girls to show up and shower, so by the time I was there the place was empty. I just kept replaying what had happened. I had just given a blowjob, and you a grown man no less. I’ve heard about molestation and knew to tell someone I trusted if I was ever touched or made to feel uncomfortable by an adult, and I knew grown ups having sex with kids was wrong, but we didn’t have sex.. And he never touched me.. And honestly I didn’t feel uncomfortable, I was curious to try it. Of course I now know that he was still wrong to ask an 11 year old girl to give him head, but at the time I didn’t see an issue, so I never told anyone. I tried masturbating in the shower, it felt good, but I still never came. After the shower, I got dressed and walked in the dark back to my building. I didn’t love the dark so I decided to cut in between buildings rather than stick to the path in order to go faster. As I was going past the staff cabins, I saw Ricky, standing behind one of them. He was at an angle so I saw mostly his back and he couldn’t see me unless he turned around. He was looking down in front of him, so at first I thought he was peeing, but then I saw movement at his feet. I was at least 50 ft away, and I don’t walk heavily, so he didn’t hear me approach, but I darted behind a tree just to be safe. There was clearly someone kneeling in front of him, I saw long hair and knew it was a girl. If I hadn’t just given one to his father, I’d have no idea what I was witnessing, but there was definitely a female giving him a blowjob. He tilted his head back and looked up at the sky, enjoying himself. He had already lasted longer in this girl’s mouth than his father had in mine. I was determined to wait and see who it was though. Just then he moved one of his hands and brushed the hair out of her face, It was his mother! Her head was bobbing back and forth rapidly, and one of her hands was grasping his penis, sliding up and down his shaft at the same pace. Ricky’s body began to shake a bit, and Susan stopped moving her head. They stayed like this for a while, he must’ve cum in her mouth. He finally moved and stepped back, zipping his shorts up and walking off around the cabin they were behind. But Susan didn’t move, she just stayed on her knees, wiping her mouth, and putting her hair back up in a ponytail. A second later her other son, Jimmy, came walking around the cabin from the same direction and stood in front of her, directly where his brother had. He undid his pants, pulled out his erection and stood there as his mother gave him a blowjob in the exact same fashion she had with Ricky. I stayed hidden behind my tree and watched the whole act to completion. I didn’t want to risk being detected, but I also wanted to watch. I felt a stirring in my panties, and was surprised to find wetness when I touched my pussy. I fingered myself while I studied Susan’s technique, and watched Jimmy’s enjoyment. I had never heard of a blowjob before the other day, but clearly these were important and enjoyable things for a woman to do for a man. Dale could’ve demanded sex from me, but CHOSE a BJ instead. Now here a mother was giving both her teenage sons blowjobs in secret, which let me know that they knew this was risky behavior, but she was still doing it which meant she wanted it as much as they did. I hadn’t heard of incest yet, so I didn’t know how forbidden it was, but the fact that they were doing it in secret made it seem wrong. But there was also something arousing about it that made it seem less despicable, and more attractive. I wasn’t able to give myself an orgasm while I watched them, but it felt better than it had before. When Jimmy finished, he walked back the same way he’d come from. Susan got up, brushed off her legs, and walked away in the other direction. When the coast was clear, I ran back to my cabin and got in bed. The scene I had just witnessed would stick with me, and later influence my opinions of sex between relatives as something that didn’t necessarily have to be inappropriate. The next day after lunch, we all had free time to go and do whichever activities we wanted. Naturally I was at the lake. I was sitting on the dock taking a break, when Steve walked over to me. “Hey Danny.” He said. Everyone called me Danny for short. “Watcha up to?” His smile made me not hear what he was saying at first. “Oh, hi. Just taking a break for a bit.” He sat down next to me. He was wearing swim trunks and no shirt. I was wearing a one-piece bathing suit with flowers on it. “Is there really a big meadow of flowers on the other side of the lake?” I asked him. “Yep!” “How do you know?” “I’ve seen it.” “Really?! How? We were told we can’t go over there.” “That’s true, all the land around the other side of the lake is private property, there are signs and even some fences. Plus it would be over a mile hike each way. But I swam.” He said, sort of proudly. “Really? You can do that?” “Well yes and no. The lake is open to anyone, that’s why we can use it, so swimming to the other side isn’t a problem, but technically getting out of the water once you get there isn’t allowed. Why, do you want to go?” “But you just said we can’t go on the shore over there.” “Ya, but who’s going to know?” He asked, smiling. So we did it, we swam across the lake to the opposite side. I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to make it that far, but he assured me I would, and he was right. When we reached the shore there was just trees at first, we walked through them for about 100 ft till we came out on the other side. Sure enough, as we broke through them the sun hit my face and there in front of me for hundreds of acres was a massive meadow of wildflowers. It was really pretty, I wished I’d had a camera. We strolled through them, walking towards the center of the meadow. In parts, the grass was very tall, reaching up past my waist, it tickled my exposed thighs in my bathing suit, and I giggled. “What are you laughing about?” He asked, looking at me with playful confusion. “The tall grass is tickling me.” I laughed, and pointed at my upper thigh, it was essentially my butt. “Oh you’re ticklish huh?! You shouldn’t have told me that!” He said, coming towards me, wiggling his fingers. “No!” I yelped, and ran away laughing. He came after me, and once he caught me, he grabbed me around the waist and softly tackled me to the ground. He poised himself on top of me, tickling all over, from my neck and underarms down to my ribs and thighs. I was incredibly ticklish. I squirmed around laughing hysterically. Desperately trying to stop the torture, but the sensations scrambled all my coordinated motor functions. I couldn’t feel anything, just the spasms of my body involuntarily jerking at his fingers touch. I noticed nothing else, not even as one of his hands pulled the crotch of my bathing suit to the side, exposing the muff of a distracted 11 year old girl. One hand was rapidly tickling me as his other pulled down his own swim trunks, exposing his massive full grown man sized erection. I didn’t notice until it was too late. He had already taken aim and pressed the head against my tight opening before I could react. He stopped tickling me and pushed himself up with both arms, thrusting into me. I was startled, it hurt more than I expected. Even once I felt that something was happening, it still took me several seconds to finally realize what was going on. He quickly got a steady rhythm, he was fucking me hard (even by my adult standards). He pounded his cock as deep as my virgin cunt would allow. He grunted each time, shaking my body with each penetrating thrust. He was raping me, I didn’t know the word then, however I knew he shouldn’t be doing what he was doing. But I didn’t move, I allowed it. My arms just stayed at my side, and I opened my legs slightly for his convenience and my comfort. It started feeling good, the way it felt when I tried to masturbate, so I relaxed a bit. But then it started feeling REALLY good, and it freaked me out. I didn’t know what was happening, but my body started feeling really warm, and there was a tingling all over. A tightness started to develop inside my pussy, it was tingling but there was a sort of pressure with it. I can’t explain why, but it felt good. Then the feelings increased dramatically, quickly and all at once, and a type of sensation Id never felt before came over my body. A sort of release, like all the other feelings suddenly combined and then exploded and shot through me. It felt incredible and strange, I hadn’t even moved, but my body felt weak like I’d just been running. I gasped loudly, uncontrollably, as it happened, and then it subsided. Once my mind cleared of the blinding euphoria, I was brought back to the present, and felt Steve on top of me again, still pounding away. His rhythm got faster all of the sudden, and his grunts got louder, almost painful. Then without warning, he pushed back off of me, sitting up straight, pulling his dick out of me, and leaning back on his legs. My eyes locked on his tool as he grabbed ahold of it, he had put it in me before I had gotten a chance to look, and now I wanted to see it. As soon as he grabbed it he turned to the side slightly, just as a shot of semen flew from the tip, I’ve had sex ed, I knew what came out of guys during sex. What I didn’t know was how much would come. He sprayed several more shots into the grass, groaning as he did it, eyes squeezed shut, stroking himself slowly. He stayed like that for several minutes, even after no more semen came out of his penis, and he stopped holding it. I just watched him, I didn’t move or speak, not sure what the girl was supposed to do right now. He finally opened his eyes and looked around. He looked at me, and stared straight into mine, surveying them for a reaction. I wasn’t crying, or anything, nothing said ‘hey you just raped me and I’m going to tell!’. When he was satisfied with my calm demeanor he smiled and stood up. “Alright” He said with a deep breath, “let’s get back to camp.” And smiled at me confidently. The rest of the day my mind was racing. I felt like I needed to tell someone what happened, maybe an adult, or maybe my friend. But I never did. Steve didn’t tell me I needed to keep quiet, I just did. Maybe he thought that the risk of admitting I went across the lake was enough to make me keep my mouth shut, or maybe he thought that because I orgasmed that meant I didn’t have a problem with it then. Either way, I never said a word. He fucked me each of the three remaining days. He’d walk up to me while I was around the swimming area and ask “Hey, do you want to go for a walk with me?”. The first time he asked, I thought maybe he just wanted to get me alone to talk about what happened; but he took me across the camp to a picnic area that was a ways from where any of the camp activities were taking place, and he turned me around, pulled my shorts down and bent me over the picnic table. He pulled my panties down and forced himself in without a word. The two other times after that, he just did the same thing, asked me if I wanted to go for a walk, and for some reason I always said yes, even thought I knew what it meant would happen. He fucked me the exact same way, bent over the table, taking me hard and fast. I came every time, I don’t know why, I felt dirty and scared and hurt, but my body loved it. He came quickly, always pulling out, then put his prick away and walked off without saying anything, leaving me leaning over the table half naked. Whenever we saw each other around the camp he’d give no sign that anything had happened, in fact he sort of ignored me. And when camp ended and I left, I actually felt bad, like I missed him, and wanted to continue what we had. I never went back to the camp, and never saw him again, but I managed to find other guys to fill the void, and satisfy the cravings I had developed.

I apologize that its taken so long to continue, my friends. But here you go. A sequel. I awoke from the most wonderful slumber a few hours later. My shorts had become a part of me. My cum had pasted them onto my cock and balls. The memory of what made me fall asleep in the first place came rushing back to me… Aunt Sonya. I looked around me. It was still before noon and no one had disturbed my sleep for breakfast so I was starving. I made my way to the cabin, waving at my grandparents as I walked in the front door. My mom, my aunt Sue and aunt Sonya were busy preparing the lunch meal. I kissed my ma and hugged my aunts in turn. Thank you. I whispered in Sonya’s ear. You’re welcome. She said softly. I grabbed a little bit of bread and cheese and headed into the woods to get up some more firewood. We had a system of just grabbing the deadwood and just pulling it back to camp. I hardly ever had to use the axe. After the third dead tree I pulled into camp, I went back up the hill and deep into the forrest to take a break. The weather was wonderful. The sunlight streamed in through the trees, the birds were singing, and I was able to take it all in. I stopped at clearing on the top of the hill. I could see the lake from here and a few other cabins dotting the hillsides. I sat down an a huge fallen oak tree and closed my eyes to let my mind wander. Someone’s approach brought me back from bliss. Wow. It’s pretty up here! It was my aunt Sonya. Yeah, I like to come up here and think. Get away from everything even more. She came and sat down next to me on the tree. We just stayed that way for a little bit enjoying the moment. She spoke first. Umm… about earlier Trevor… I shouldn’t have done that. I realy hadn’t meant to go beyond just a massage. Please promise me that you won’t tell anyone else what happened this morning. I smiled and said, Do you think I would say anything about something so amazing! My God that was awesome. Sonya blushed bright red. I’m being serious Trevor. She tried her best to be forceful. As tiny and sweet as she naturally was, it just didn’t work. I smiled even bigger. Sonya, it will be our little secret. Just don’t expect me to never mention it again to you in passing as an ongoing joke ok? She shook her head in protest. Don’t push me like that. What do you mean? You know what I mean Trevor. I cant just ignore it as a joke. After what I’ve done and seen and felt. It’s inside me now. In my head and I can’t get it out. You mean what we’ve done is in your head? Did we go too far? Because I can leave it behind if you want. I can try to forget it and all but, such a beautiful woman doing such wonderful things to me is going to be next to impossible to forget, Sonya. At my complements she blushed again. Thank you, Trevor. But, what I meant is that I want it to stay with me but just as a memory. And if you keep haggling me about it, I may not be able to just keep it as a memory. I furrowed my brow. So you’re telling me that you want the memory but you don’t want me to talk about it or joke about it because it would possibly force you to act on it? Yes. Listen, you are a handsome man. And you’ve always been sweet to me, which has always made me hesitate around you. And, to tell the honest truth, compared to your uncle, you are a much kinder man. And… you have a, um, much bigger, uhm… Penis? She looks down at her boots. Yes. That. And, and… Where she was going was no mystery to me. My uncle although a great guy, could be harsh and insensitive. And for a woman like my aunt Sonya to be treated like that bothered me. It always did. I knew that their marriage wasn’t easy for her. She was kind and submissive and did what she was told with a smile on her face. They got married and followed his goals of missionary work even though we all knew she didn’t want to leave the country. But that’s just what happened. She bent knee and went with her husband. I looked at my aunt and waited for her to look up at me. I smiled at her and said, I know. I know. It’s never been easy for you. I can only imagine… With that she leaned into me and I held her to me as she started to cry. Between sobs she said, He’s a good man doing a great thing. But it takes so much away from us. So much away from me. And things that I need. I gave up so much more than I ever thought possible, Trevor! Now with uncontrolled sobbing she held me tight as I pulled her in closer to me. We stayed like that for quite a while. She was so vulnerable, so sweet, so weak. I could have picked her like a ripe fruit at that point. But I couldn’t. I slowly separated from her. She gradually lifted her face and scooted closer to me on the tree. Her red eyes and tear stained face were almost unbearable for me. I couldn’t turn away as she grabbed my hand and brought me closer to her. I was frozen in place as she closed the gap between us and gently kissed me on the lips. In my trance I was so far detached that I lost all connection with the outside world. When I did snap out of it, Sonya and I were in a tight embrace and making out fiercely. As I reached my arms around her my hands had a hunger I had never known before. They went straight to her ass and grabbed, a bit too hard, which got a loud hum out of my aunt. She was electrifying in her lust. Every movement was intense and full of passion. She held the back of my head with both hands in such a strong grip it might have left bruises. I had never felt anything like it before. There was such a need and desperation from her and an insatiable hunger inside me for her that we were lost to each other in each other. In hindsight, my eyes were shut so tight they hurt. That I remember. Jesus. I couldn’t tell you how long we made out, or where it was going, because we were interrupted. Now, I’ve been caught doing many things before. And every time I have I get that heart skipped a beat feeling, you know? That possibly shit your pants feeling. Yeah. This particular time, as I heard the footsteps approach, all I did was break the kiss off and held Sonya even tighter to me than before. Strange to me even now. Maybe it was protective instinct? I don’t know. As the stranger came close, I was eased more by who came forward. Sonya was tense as a deer in headlights. My brother’s wife Tiffany stopped in her tracks as she beheld the scene in front of her. She was speechless at first. Then stuttering, I, uh, just came up to tell you guys that uhm, lunch is, is ready… As she stared at us I slowly let go of Sonya and went to Tiffany. I came in real close and whispered in her ear, Not a word about this to anyone. You and I will speak later on it, ok? Ok, she said. Then she turned and started down the hill back to the cabin. I returned to Sonya on the downed tree. She was shaking and I brought her close again. Don’t worry. Tiffany and I have a good relationship. She won’t tell a soul. Try to relax and we will go down when you are ready alright? She looked so scared, and even more vulnerable than ever. I kissed her on the lips again. I love you. Everything is going to be alright. It was a lie, but I hoped in the moment it would be enough to calm her down and steady her for the return trip down the hill. After another ten minutes we headed back. I hauled 2 dead trees in on the way down to help give a good cover which worked, thank god. With lunch consumed we all went back to our stuff. My folks were playing cards with my uncle eric and aunt sue. My brother garret, cousin nick, brother in law jay and uncle lyle were off fishing. My grandparents were telling stories to my sister heather and sister in law Tiffany, who eyed me as I walked toward the woods and back up the hill to my spot. Sonya had laid down for a nap. This time up the hill I took my axe and my book. I didn’t plan on coming back down til evening time. I had a lot to occupy my mind. So I got into chopping some trees down and let time pass as I thought and worked. 2 hours passed by pretty quickly. With the cool temperature I could keep cutting without too much of a sweat worked up. I had company coming. Tiffany slowly came up and waved and sat down on the downed oak tree. She watched me for a bit before saying anything. I knew what was coming. But first, let me introduce my sister in law. She is 2 years older than me and quite a looker. She is about 5 foot 5 inches, brunette with dark eyes, a cute smile, and a very nice figure. She’s curvy. Nice boobs and a nice little booty on her. When I first met her I was 17 and she was interested in me before she dated my brother. Funny how things go eh? We had a lot in common and saw eye to eye on a lot of things. I couldn’t have asked for a more understanding sister. I put down the axe and looked over at Tiffany. She was wearing tight short shorts and a cute polo top with the top buttons undone. Do you want me to start or should I just answer your questions? She waited a moment before responding. Trevor, I know you wouldn’t do anything wrong intentionally, that just isn’t who you are. But, what I walked into earlier was mind-blowing. Seriously, tell me what happened up here. What you saw was not planned out, that I swear to you. Sonya came up here and we were talking for a bit and we got into some pretty deep stuff about her and uncle Lyle. You know what I know about them, and how they haven’t had it easy in Africa, in their marriage. I mean, you know Lyle enough now to be able to see right? Yeah, I know. But… Let me finish, Tiff. Anyway, she started crying, and I did what comes natural and I held her close to me and let her cry. She let it all out, Tiff. And when she looked up at me with tears down her cheeks and just so frustrated and mistreated, I froze up. I knew she was vulnerable, but I couldn’t just run away from a crying woman. I wouldn’t leave you either in that state. I know, Trevor, I know. And I understand her getting comfort from you, we all have. For being the youngest you sure have had a way to comfort any of us. But this went a bit too far, wouldn’t you say? She was broken by the time she leaned in to kiss me. Its my nature to try to fix or repair the broken, sis. I know it went too far. But looking back at it, you can’t hate me for what I did. I mean, I am a man, and sometimes even though morals exist in me, with a beautiful woman like Sonya or even yourself, I could never keep what you or she wanted away from you. And in this case it was a need. How could that be wrong?! She stood up at this point, walked over to me and looked me in the eyes. Trevor, what are you talking about? I stood my ground and said, If you or her or Heather or Sue or any other girl came to me like that, I would do whatever it took to console you. If that meant you needed a hug or someone to talk to, or something as extreme as someone to fuck you, I would be there for you. And I wouldn’t hesitate to help make you feel better, alright?! At this point, we were toe to toe and my frustrated gestures had brought me in very close proximity to her. I was so close I could feel her heavy breathing by the motion of her breasts going up and down against my chest. I don’t know if it was what I said or how I said it, but she jumped on me with a fever and a passion I almost couldn’t contain. Immediately she wrapped her legs around my waist and gripped the back of my neck with her hands. She kissed me hard, for lack of a better term. So forceful and just full of blind passion! I held her by her butt up against me and returned the hard kiss with my own unbridled desperation. I carried her to the downed oak tree, and sat down with her straddling me on my lap. My cock was responding and getting hard. Between kissing and holding her so she wouldn’t fall off my lap, I managed to pull her shirt off. I broke off our kiss and buried my face in her breasts. Yeah, I motorboat like a motherfucker. She was moaning in earnest by this time, and loving every bit of this. She reached behind her and undid her bra, and I pulled it off the rest of the way letting her exquisite breasts free. My brother got him a good one, damn. I didn’t hesitate to take a nipple in my mouth and start sucking. She was humming along, and between oohs and ahhhs, she said, I’ve needed this for so long! I just couldn’t ask. I couldn’t say anything because its just so wrong. But, but, you are, uhnnnn, so unbelievable. I chose the, mmmm, wrong brother. Oh my god, yessss! I did laugh in spite of myself, a little bit in between sucks on such wonderful breasts. She was an ivory white with sweet pink nipples with medium sized areolas. I was in heaven, except that my shorts were becoming very tight very quickly. And much to my surprise, my sister in law was right on cue. She climbed off my lap and dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled/peeled my basketball shorts off. She had a confused look as she glanced up at me. I had almost forgotten the morning’s activities. It was a very busy day for me. I looked down at her and shrugged. She didn’t miss a beat, with my erect cock in her face she cupped my balls and took my dick right into her mouth. The leftover cum-glaze from earlier didn’t bother her one bit. With each inch she took my erection throbbed hard. This wouldn’t last too long. She was sloppy and the servicing was so wet she had saliva dribble down her chin and to the ground between us. She would come up for air and stroke my dick by hand for a minute or two then go right back down on it. It was amazing. But I wanted more. I tapped then grabbed my sister in law by the arm and pulled her up on her feet, standing with her. I turned around, sat her down, and switched places with her. I was on the ground before her working her shorts off of her. With shorts and panties removed, I beheld what my brother couldn’t treat right or properly handle. Tiffany’s snatch was a blessed sight. She had a short strip of trimmed pubic hair just above her vagina. Her lips were soft pink, they were slightly puffy with excitement, and had the look of bubblegum, no joke. I looked up at her, and she looked down at me. She was nervous. I knew my brother had never eaten her out, he such a dope when it comes to what a girl would need. I smiled at Tiff. You ready? Umm, yeah. I could barely hear her, but I wasn’t going for permission. Before her words were out my tongue was already gently stroking her pink petals. The scent and the taste was unbelievable. Sweet and light, soft and delicious. She squirmed as if she was struck with lightning, moaning all the while. I cupped one of her butt cheeks but the other hand had to cup her mouth shut. She was getting loud, and those hills echo like no tomorrow. Wow. My sister in law was so sensitive, she came within a few minutes! She shuddered and shook through the orgasm for a while, gripping my head to her lady parts until it subsided. What a woman. What a perfect pussy. My cock was ready for the next part. I took my shirt off and pulled my shorts off the rest of the way. As Tiffany came to, I positioned her laying down on the downed oak tree and got on top of her. Straddling the tree, and her, was strange and new to me, but fun. I had a ton of leverage which would make this, even more so, a fuck to remember. As I reached down to position my cock for insertion, Tiff stopped me. You know what’s coming. My poor brother. Trevor, uhm, please be gentle. Your penis is a little, uh, bigger than I’m used to. She made a poutie face and I laughed a little. I’ll be careful sis. I grasped my cock and just let her relax a bit. I rubbed all along her petals and just let it all sink in a little at a time. As her eyes rolled back and she shut her lids it was time to go. I had gone this far. She seemed to need it, and I told her I was there for her. I was about to fuck my sister in law. I still shutter from excitement even now writing this. -- I slowly entered her. Inch by inch her pussy took in my throbbing cock. In my mind I knew this wouldn’t last long. It just felt so unbelievably good. She was hot and soaking wet. It was tight and difficult for the first few thrusts, but she started to relax and let me penetrate with all my length. She gasped and jerked up as my last inch entered her. Eyes wide in amazement she said, I’ve never been so full before! My only response was action. As she fully began to relax and stretch out for me, I went to town. With every thrust she seemed to get louder and louder. I smiled then as I do now, laughing a little as I reached down and grabbed her shirt so she could muffle her orgasmic triumphs. She seemed so sensitive after her first orgasm that it was as if it never subsided. Screams and whelps and mews of all sorts came out of her. I would have laughed had it not felt like perfection inside her. The percussion song that is my climax was starting from deep within my testicles. Thump. That was the song inside as the song outside was more of a soft flesh on flesh slap and fap as my balls made connection with her wet taint. Slap, slap, slap. Thump Thump Thump. She was starting to arch her back in expectation of another high pinnacle. I reached behind her and brought her close to me. We were both perspiring a bit now. Our mouths met and clung to each other as I continued to drive into her. THUMP! As my cock began to grow in preparation to climax, so did her pussy stretch to meet its need for room and therefore pushing her faster to orgasm. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP. THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! As she started to scream out in ecstasy I slowly laid her back down on the oak tree. THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! It was time! I pulled out of her, grabbed my cock and jerked the last few strokes to finish myself! Splat! Splat! Splat. Splat. Four ropes of cum sprayed out. I trailed the first from her vag to her neck. The second shot her in the chin and neck. The last two got between the tits and over the belly. The last bit trickled out of me onto her short strip of pubic hair. (Epic Sigh.) __ With my orgasm leaving me and my erection deflating, I took a moment and sat my bare ass on the oak tree. AS all my muscles began to relax, I assessed the damage. I have never came like that before! You are, I cant even describe, how, wonderful you are, Tiff. After a few more heavy breaths, she said, Don’t even get me started about you. I hurt so bad, and yet my pussy is still humming! Oh my god. Whew. Can I say something? Go ahead, Trevor. You look amazing covered in my cum, sis. Hahaha. Don’t call me that! Not like this… Oh my. Oh my god. What did we just do? ...... There will be a third.

“Do you love me?” I asked Jeff. My name is Jennifer. Jeffrey, Jeff for short, and I are best friends. We lived close to each other since birth, attended the same schools, and hung out together. Jeff shared everything with me and talked about anything that came to mind, including his past loves. I was the one to patch him up after each one when he came to me with his broken heart. Jeff had several girlfriends and had gone all the way with some of them. We would talk about his experiences. He would ask me about what turns girls on and I would reply what I thought other girls would enjoy. I even gave tips on how he could improve himself. Through it all, I never shared my deepest desires or how hot it got me. Jeff was athletic, strong, and a natural leader both on and off the football field in high school and college. Watching him take charge made me weak at the knees. It also made me wet! I had a crush on him since the fifth grade. I had needs and didn’t know how to share that information with him. I had a few dates, but earned a reputation as an “Ice Princess”. The reputation was well deserved. While many of my other classmates lost their virginity, I didn’t let the boys get to second base with me. I just couldn’t trust myself. I knew once that I got started I would surrender completely to my needs and the will of my Master. I needed to be dominated! It was the beginning of summer and Jeff and I just graduated from college. We went to the same college, I majored in bioengineering and Jeff went into finance. We both had job offers with local companies so we were staying close to home. I was working for a startup company using nano-technology for medical applications. The company could not pay well and instead gave me stock options. Jeff worked with a local investment firm and his decision-making skills proved to be valuable to his clients and his firm. He was quickly a rising star with his company and was well liked and respected by everyone. It also helped that he kept himself trim and looked hot in his outfits. We were hanging out in my bedroom listening to music and talking. My mother never remarried after Dad died. She was out for the weekend on a business trip. She trusted me to be home alone and trusted Jeff. I think she secretly wanted us to be together and would be happy for us to be a couple. There was a lull in our conversation when I asked Jeff that question. “Do you love me?” “Huh?” he exclaimed in surprise. “A simple question,” I explained. “Do you love me? We’ve been friends forever.” He thought about it for a moment and then said, “Of course! I’d do anything for you!” I pounced on this, “Really? You would do anything for me?” “You know I would,” he replied quickly with a smile on his face. I paused for a long moment and then said, “Ok, I have a favor to ask.” “Sure, what do you want?” he quickly responded. “It is a very, very big favor,” I said with a warning tone in my voice. “Ohhhhkaaay,” he said cautiously. I took that as an ok to go on. “First, I want to explain something to you that I haven’t talked to anyone else. You know I don’t fool around on my dates. It makes it hard for me to get dates, but that is my rule. And you always wondered why, right? Well, I’ll tell you why. A lot of my friends think it is because I don’t trust the boys, but that is not the completely true. It isn’t the boys; it is myself I don’t trust. The reason that I don’t let the boys touch me is because I get excited by certain things that would make other people disgusted. And I know that if I let myself go even a little bit, there would be no turning back.” “You are confusing me, Jenn,” Jeff said. “What are things that get you off and why would there be no turning back.” I sighed as was quiet for awhile. Finally, I reached over to my bedside table, pulled some items out of the drawer and silently placed them in his hands. He examined them carefully. They looked like alligator clips, the type used in our physics lab with our wiring experiments. “What are these?” he asked. “Those are clips,” I said quietly. “I use them on my nipples and sometimes my clit when I masturbate in bed. Do you know those dreams people have, where they are in class and they realize to their horror and embarrassment that they are naked? For me those are wet dreams.” I went on, “most girls think of a movie star or a rock star when they masturbate. I think of Harrison Ford in Raiders of the Lost Ark, except he is using the bullwhip on me while I have an orgasm!” I was crying now, sobbing uncontrollably. Jeff, gather me in his strong-arms. His musk overpowered my senses and I could feel myself getting weak. I felt compelled to surrender myself completely to him and while enjoying his power over me. “Jenn, it’s ok. Everyone has fantasies,” he said. “If I told you half of my fantasies you would think I was a degenerate. These fantasies don’t make you a bad person. I still love you and I don’t think badly of you.” I could feel my heart beating wildly in me. I was hoping he would be the One. Drying my tears I said, “I knew you would feel that way.” “Then why were you so worried about telling me?” he asked. “Why were you crying?” “Because I’ve never told anyone this,” I said. “And besides, I’m not done.” “What else do you want to tell me?” he asked in an understanding voice. Hearing these words I felt comforted but also compelled to continue. “Jeff, it’s not just that I have these fantasies,” I said. “Remember the psychology class we took? Remember we laughed about domination and submission? I am a submissive and need to be dominated. I am reluctant to take the initiative, which is probably the reason why I am paid at the lower end of my company. I need someone to take charge and make decisions for me. The thought of a strong master using me as his sex toy makes me wet and I can almost come thinking about it. Nothing is too extreme. He can fuck me in the mouth, pussy and ass in the same session and I would enjoy it. Nothing is too perverted. If he wanted me to clean him after sex or even after he pees I would willingly suck his cock clean. While in school, I could keep the boys away. But the feelings are getting stronger. Without the school environment, someone will figure me out and in all likelihood take advantage of me and may seriously hurt me. If I don’t do something before then, I won’t care. Being dominated and forced to serve will fill my thoughts and needs to such a point I won’t care about my well being, just my needs and the enjoyment of my master. Even now, just thinking about it is getting me hot and wet while giving me a happy, giddy feeling.” After a long pause, Jeff finally asked, “So what can I do for you?” “Jeff, I need to know what it’s like to be with someone that loves me, that cares for me, and will do what I need, but still think about me. Jeff, between now until next year, I want you to own me.” “Own you?” he asked, shocked. “I promise you that if you do for me, I will never say no to anything you ask of me. I will be your slut, your fucktoy, your plaything,” I said with a deliberate voice. “And why do you want me to do this?” he replied with an incredible look on his face. “I want you to fulfill my fantasies; it is all that I think about now. If I don’t do something affirmatively to make this happen, I will fall for the first guy that treats me strongly and dominates me. If he hurts me, beats me, and permanently scars me, I will like it and beg him for more,” I replied with a slight pleading in my voice. Jeff was quiet for awhile and I thought I lost by best friend. “Please Jeff, do you hate me?” He smiled at me and looked straight into my eyes. He could see directly into me, like I was naked in front of him. “No, Jenn, I don’t hate you. This is a lot to ask of me. On the other hand, this is every man’s fantasy. I’ll admit it turns me on, but if you want me to do this you are going to tell me exactly what you are looking for.” My heart raced, I started my rehearsed speech, “One, I don’t to be permanently damaged. I am on the Pill, so pregnancy is not an issue, but I don’t want to be disfigured in any non-reversible way. Two, don’t do anything would make you lose respect for me. If you want a slave for your personal enjoyment, to serve your every pleasure, that is fine with me. It would also turn me on a lot and I would enjoy it. But if you ever ask me to do something that causes you to lose respect for me, I’d rather have my fantasy left unfulfilled that have you lose respect for me.” Jeff though for a minute, then said, “I am new to this and you must be patient with me. I could live with those conditions and I’ll add one more. Your fantasy begins when you say, ‘My fantasy begins now!’ and ends when you say, ‘My fantasy is over’. Whether you say it after ten minutes or after a year. That way you will have ultimate safe word and have confidence that you would never get in over your head.” I couldn’t believe he was willing. He even understood me so well and though of my well being. Jeff’s third condition proved the psychology class was correct. The power of the relationship belongs to the submissive and this was a real-world example. Here he is thinking of my benefit, even beyond what I proposed. He was so caring and so totally understanding of my need that I blurted out, “Does this mean you will do it.” “Not just yet,” he said with a wry smile. “Jennifer, do you have something to say to me?” I looked at him confused, then it dawned on me, my hear soared and I shouted, “Jeff, my fantasy begins now!” I shivered and my pussy released a surge of fluids. I may have even had a mini-orgasm, all from four little words – my fantasy begins now. For months I had been contemplating this, and now I was committed. Could I go through with this? Could Jeff? I loved Jeff like a brother or a platonic friend and trusted him completely, but we would start a new relationship. I just signed my body over to him. I gave him carte blanche. I know he is my best friend, that he loves me. However, I just handed him the keys to my body. The more I thought about it, the hotter I got. I realized that Jeff owned by body and in all likelihood he would be fucking me in moments and take my virginity. Just thinking about it was getting my pussy slick with my juices. “Stand-up,” Jeff said, snapping me out of my reverie. I stood up in front of him. “Take off your clothes,” he said in a no nonsense tone. I started to awkwardly, but in my best demure fashion, follow his orders and strip off my clothes. “No, no, no!” he exclaimed. “If I want a sexy striptease, I’ll take you to a strip club and have the professionals teach you on the stage. Now just take clothes off.” I quickly complied and removed all of my clothes like I was preparing to take a shower at the gym. Jeff signaled with his hand for me to turn around. I turned in front of him, as he appeared to evaluate my body. I kept myself in shape and was proud of my body. My B-cup breasts were symmetrical and could fill certain C-cup style bras. My breasts were firm and the nipples sensitive to my ministrations. Sometimes I could just come by playing and pulling my nipples. “Go stand in the corner with your nose touching the corner of the room,” Jeff ordered me. My mouth dropped open. He was sending me to the corner like I was a naughty girl. I went to the corner, naked. I should have felt embarrassed, but I felt my pussy getting slick with fresh juices. I was getting excited! I heard him leave the room and then come back. Then I heard him rummaging through my drawers. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Did you tell me you would do everything I asked of you?” Jeff said in a harsh voice. “Yes,” I responded in a soft voice. “Then shut up and keep your body pressed against the wall,” Jeff replied in a no nonsense tone. I pressed against the wall, tears dripping from my eyes. It had already started. He lost respect for me. Then I realized I was dripping from my pussy. “Ho, ho!” he exclaimed, “What have we here?” I heard a familiar buzzing sound. He found my vibrator! The few minutes I heard other drawers open and a variety of activities as he continued his search as he continued his search through my most intimate possessions. Through it all, I could begin to catch a scent of my pheromone as this complete invasion and surrender had an effect on my body. My nipples were becoming erect and more sensitive. My clit felt engorged and I desperately wanted to touch myself. “I have few questions to ask you,” Jeff said. “First, tell me what you’ve done in your life, sexually “You know what I’ve done,” I replied, still facing the wall. “Not much at all. I haven’t let a boy fondle my tits. I’ve kissed a couple of times but that is it. I plat with myself, but just on the outside. My hymen is still intact. I’ve played with my ass a little but I’ve never put anything in. I’ve never seen a real life grown-up’s cock.” He seemed to consider that for a little bit, then he ordered, “Turn around.” I turned and saw what he had been doing. There was a box on my bed and some clothes were in it while others were scattered around it. “I put all of your clothes that I did not like in this box,” he told me. “You will put it away and not open it until this fantasy is finished. I think you will find most of your underwear gone. You can look at what remains to see what is acceptable.” I saw that what remained were thongs and g-strings. He handed my vibrator to me saying, “You may use this but only when I am around. You may cum as often as you wish I want you to enjoy your fantasy. I’ll also buy you additional toys that I’ll enjoy using on you.” I shuddered at that last statement and could feel a tingle originating from my clit, spreading through my body. “Drop your hand,” he said. He was clearly evaluating my body. He briefly touched my pubic hair and said, “This will have to go.” Then he spun me around towards the bathroom and announced, “Time for a shower and your first lesson.” The warm pulsing water always relaxed me, especially now that Jeff was in the shower with me. I giggled when I saw the water streaming off of his penis. It looked like he was peeing in the shower, even though I knew it was just water. The giggle wasn’t lost on Jeff who said, “The first lesson is you will learn to love all fluids from me.” That was an odd statement, but before I could think about it, Jeff wrapped his arms around me and he hungrily, passionately kissed me. Relaxing, I opened my mouth and accepted his tongue. His wet tongue explored, tickled and stimulated me. The moist saliva lubricated him and I knew I could learn to love it. In return for receiving I also shared this dance within my mouth. My tongue touched and explored him, feeling his warmth and passion flow from him. With the symphony of attack on my senses, the warm pulsing spray, Jeff’s passionate kisses, I could feel my body begin to respond. My nipples and clit became more sensitive and erect, wanting more. I became light-headed and felt like I was floating in the sea of stimulation. Jeff broke through the reverie and said, “Your second lesson is you will learn how to keep me clean without your hands.” Again that sounded odd when Jeff pointed to his chest with the water droplets on his skin. Adjusting the showerhead so the water hit the wall besides us, it created a sauna effect. “This will be easier in the beginning and I will be patient. You may start by licking the water off of my chest.” I was glad for the order and started to lick the water droplets off of his chest with relish. Licking the water felt almost as if I was tasting him. Emboldened I worked my way lower until I came up close to his cock. The cock had texture along from the skin and veins. The underside had a central tube that was sensitive to the flick my tongue. The shaft felt huge in my hands and I wondered if it would fit in me. Working my way to the tip I noticed the spongy feel and then flicked my tongue around his piss-slit. “I will take your three cherries,” Jeff said out loud, “the first of which, will be your mouth. You will learn to suck my cock. You must trust me and give into me. Do not panic, I will be firm and gentle with you. If you trust me and give your body complete to me, you will enjoy the experience.” I felt his hand touching my head, guiding me. I opened my mouth and took it in. It was soft at first and I flicked my tongue along his sensitive underside. I could feel the cock harden! It was wonderful and turned me on so much I knew I was dripping and wet from my own fluids. Bobbing my head up and down the shaft I could feel all of the ridges and textures. I could tell Jeff was getting excited and I delighted knowing he was using me. “Precum will come out of me first,” Jeff warned me. Remember my rule. Precum leaked into my mouth, the fluid was salty and warm. It almost pulsed in as I felt his cock beginning to strain and harden as a steel rod. Now he was beginning to drive into me, using my mouth as his instrument. Giving in completely, I relaxed my throat. On one of his thrusts I felt his cock reach down into my throat. I was deep throating him! Surrendering completely I took my hands and wrapped them around his ass, giving him complete access to my mouth. Now he took his hands, grabbed my head, and started to fuck my mouth. I knew he was closing to coming. The more he pumped into me the hotter I became. I didn’t think I could come this way but Jeff’s passion inflamed me. More and more he pumped his cock into me and more and more I oozed more of my own fluids. Then in a final burst he pushed deep in, spasming and shooting is sweet cum directly into my throat. He withdrew slightly so the head was in my mouth. I could taste his sweet fluid as he continued to pump his semen into me. Feeling his pulsing cock in my mouth triggered a mini-orgasm within me. I felt a little dizzy and the warm pulsing water felt good. I closed my eyes to enjoy the spray and tasting his sweet cum. Jeff held me for a moment and then slipped out of the shower. “After you finish drying, come to bed,” he told me as he was leaving the bathroom. I quickly finished the shower, then dried myself including my hair, preparing myself for him. After leaving the bathroom, I obeyed Jeff’s instruction and lay down on the bed. Jeff came over and with my sash tied it firmly covering my eyes. With my eyes blindfolded, I found it heightened the rest of my senses. I became more aware of my body, my breathing, the sounds, the scents, even the feel of the bed and room became more intense. “I wonder what Jeff is doing?” I wondered silently to myself. “Will he take my virginity now?” I could feel my nipples becoming more erect in anticipation; my pussy felt slick with new juices even though I just finished showering. My pussy released more pheromones and the room became thick with my scent. “You will learn you are mine,” Jeff’s voice instructed me. “Your mouth, breasts, pussy and ass are mine for my enjoyment. Through me, as you learn to trust and give yourself to me, you will find the enjoyment, ecstasy, and peace you are seeking.” Suddenly I felt Jeff roughly grasp my left nipple and felt the familiar alligator teeth clamp onto my areola. In my heightened state the clamp felt firmer, stronger that I remembered. Although the clamp bit into my breast my mind did not register it as pain. It fed my desire more. Then he roughly attached the second clamp the nerves were sending constant signals to my brain. I wanted more! “Spread your legs,” Jeff ordered me. I quickly complied, exposing my sex to him. “Will he take me now? Will he just thrust himself and take me?” I wondered. Suddenly I felt his hot breath on my pussy. “OMG, he is going to eat me!” “Ahhhhh,” a slight moan escaped my lips. I can’t believe the feelings and sensations of Jeff’s lips and tongue on me. Even his hot breath was stimulating my nerve endings causing more juices to flow. Each lick along my pussy sent small jolts of electricity throughout my body. Like an orchestra conductor, Jeff was coaxing my body to respond to him in ways I never though possible. He was such an expert I knew I would follow and obey him, just like my body was following, responding, and obeying him. I felt his arms reach under and around my legs lifting me up. He continued to eat me then went higher to my clit. Then his hand reached over and grabbed my nipples. CONTACT! “OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD, I AM COMING SO HARD!” I yelled. My tits and clit became connected through Jeff’s hands and mouth. The simultaneous stimulations took me over the edge with one of the biggest orgasms I ever had. Jeff continued to hold me firmly in his hands and mouth while I spasmed around him. He then slowly licked lower to my ass and started to lick my sensitive anus. In my heightened state, his licking on my erogenous zone took me over again. “I Am Coming Again!” I knew my ass was opening and closing around his tongue as it spasmed through the orgasm. The wonderful sensation of his soft tongue was unbelievable as I felt it penetrate me and caress my sensitive opening. He then released me and I felt him spreading my legs as he came up higher. His cock was stroking along my pussy, coating my slick juices along it. It felt enormous and didn’t even penetrate me yet. Gently and firmly he held me in his arms. “When you are ready,” he whispered to me. “Yes”, my mind screamed out, “Yes”, my body yearned for him. My pussy was oozing rivulets of cum; heat emanated from my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist, “I am ready”, I replied back. Jeff then firmly and steadily pushed his cock passed by labia. After going part way in, stopping before my hymen, he pulled back. He advanced again, this time I locked my legs around him and pulled him into me. “Yaaah!” I exclaimed, the brief moment in pain escaped my lips. “You are mine,” he told me. Yes, I am his, he took me and I willingly gave myself to him. In all manner of mind and body I am his. He then firmly and deliberately started to fuck me. It was a wondrous feeling, his cock skin sliding along my walls. I could feel his cockhead reaching deeper and deeper with every stroke. His cock touched my cervix at the apex of his stroke. His penis stimulated all parts of my womanhood. My clit was tugged as he stroked back and forth, the G-spot felt the pressure of his cock, my vagina, though firmly gripped his cock, gave way with each incoming stroke. More and more the symphony started to build, more and more my body reacted to his direction. Yes, yes, I could feel my orgasm building. “Don’t stop, that’s it, yes, yes, I AM COMING!” and again my body reached an apex of ecstasy. By surrendering to Jeff I could achieve so much more. Jeff didn’t come yet, instead he lifted my legs higher and aimed his cock towards my ass. “I am ready,” I said to Jeff. His cock and my ass were coated with my slick juices and I felt his pressure against my anus. I relaxed my opening and he firmly pushed in. His cock pushed past my external sphincter then he waited, letting me adjust to him. Then he pushed further past my internal sphincter and I felt him completely in me. I felt so full. His cock was so huge. Slowly and firmly he worked his cock in and out of my ass. My tight orifice gripped him firmly but the slick fluid lubricated him so he could easily slide in and out. They say there is an A spot in the ass, similar to the G spot in the vagina. He reached it and I could feel another orgasm building within me. Faster and faster he pounded into me, slapping my ass with his thighs. More and more I felt the heat building in me until I cried out, “I AM COMING AGAIN!” The anal orgasm took me higher than I thought possible. Convulsions wracked through my body and time stood still. Jeff brought my body to new heights and pleasure I ever thought possible. My ass milked his cock until I heard him exclaim, “I A COMING,” and immediately I felt his hot fluid coat the inside of my walls. That triggered another mini-orgasm within me as I continued to contract around him. Our muscle spasms were in synch and we mutually bathed in the afterglow of our ecstasy. My pussy continued to ooze fluids, something I never was able to do when I masturbated. A sheen of sweat coated both of our bodies as we breathed deeply to recover from our intense effort. Jeff gently removed the clips from my tits, allowing blood to flow back into them. He then lay beside me breathing deeply and cuddling with me. The tingle of pain blood returning to my tits was dulled by my body’s endorphins, which still circulated and gave me a feeling of floating softly and gently above our scene. I remembered my earlier lessons and Jeff’s prophetic words from the earlier shower. I immediately knew my duty. He was right, it was a lot easier in the shower but now I turned around and faced his cock. After lovingly kissing the tip of his cock, I made an “O” of my mouth took his entire shaft down to my throat. Bathing his cock with my tongue I cleaned it without my hands and at the same time drinking in all of his fluids. I felt Jeff gently stroke the back of my head and he said, “I am proud of you, you have learned your lessons well.” Hearing Jeff’s praise my pussy leaked a few drops of fluid and I had a warm feeling deep within my core. “I am so happy and glad that Jeff was willing to be my master,” I thought quietly to myself. After completing my task I curled up and spooned against him. He spoke quietly and lovingly to me, “I have now taken all three of your cherries. All three of your holes will be accessible to me whenever and wherever I want. You must keep your body prepared at all time for me.” "Yes,” I replied and silently fell asleep within his arms. “I will do everything he asks and willingly give myself to him whenever he desires me,” I thought to myself, hypnotically implanting these commands deep within my subconscious as I drifted into sleep. Shortly after Jeff agreed to help me live my fantasy, I told mom that Jeff and I started a new relationship. Mom muttered something like, “about time”, kissed me and said she trusted both Jeff and myself. Almost as quickly as I started living my fantasy, I almost ruined it. The following week, Jeff surprised me and came over. Since mom was busy working I did what I could to maintain the house. I was in the midst of dusting the furniture when he came in. “Hi Jenn, you look good, you would look sexier naked,” he said cheerfully with a wink. Unfortunately dusting was not one of my favorite duties and I replied curtly, “Hi yourself, what you do you want.” His tone changed immediately and became stern, firmer, more in command, “I came to you and you will be sexy doing that naked. Strip now,” he said in a no-nonsense tone. I was still naïve in our new relationship and hesitated to comply with his command. I didn’t understand why he wanted me to do this. Instead of trusting him completely and doing what he asked, I hesitated. Jeff didn’t hesitate. In a fluid motion he came to me, sat in a chair, and pulled me over his lap. He was going to spank me! “Jeff, I am sorry!” I begged. “You will learn to trust me completely. There will be times when I want your opinion and insight. In those times you may speak up. When I have made a decision you will honor it immediately, passionately follow me. Your failure to obey me in this simple task, to strip in the comfort and security of your own home in front of a man you wanted to own you. It is my failure to teach you properly. I will correct that now. I am spanking you to make you better in this relationship. You will receive ten spanks, count them out loud as you receive them.” He then stripped off my pants and underwear and struck me hard on my ass. “One….I-am-so-sorry-I-won’t-do-it-again,” I cried out. “Did I tell you to apologize? I gave you a simple task to count as I spanked you and in this you failed. I’ll add another ten for this, Now Count!” Jeff spoke. “Pack, pack, pack” came the strokes and promptly I called out the numbers. Around ten I realized that he was not hitting me out of anger but out of love. Love for me, love for our relationship, love to make me a better submissive. At that point I started to give in and accept the punishment. My pussy started to ache. Each stroke was now like a jolt of electricity, sparking and turning on my body. After the tenth one I blurted out, “Ten, Green light!” Jeff paused for a moment and then continued on. By eighteen I was dripping and almost had an orgasm on his lap. After the twentieth stroke, I almost regretted it was over. He then pulled me off his knee soaked with my pussy juices and said, “You have a job to do.” I quickly got off his lap, stripped off the rest of my clothes, and licked my pussy juices off of his lap. I wanted to go higher and looked up at him expectantly. He shook his head and said, “You haven’t earned it today, continue with your chores.” With that he left the house. Jeff called me the next week. “Jenn, we are going for a drive and enjoy the day. Wear your blue mini skirt, a tube top and no underwear,” he told me. “I’ll be over in 10 minutes.” “Ten minutes,” I said to myself. “At least the choice of clothes made changing easy.” Just thinking of no underwear made my pussy slick with anticipation. Right on time, Jeff came over. I was dressed in the clothes he specified and he took me to his car. He lined my seat with a towel, I though that was odd at that time but learned to accept whatever he did. We started down the interstate at a leisurely pace when we slowly caught up to a large 18-wheeler came along our right side. “Pull down your top and let him see your gorgeous titties,” Jeff ordered me. I immediately complied and flashed both my tits and a bright smile to driver. He must have appreciated it because we heard a loud blast of his horn and he gave us a thumbs-up. As we past the truck Jeff told me to put my top back up as we continued down the freeway. A few more miles down the road we came across another truck. As we pulled along side Jeff ordered, “Pull your skirt up and start playing with your pussy, show him how wet you are.” Eagerly, I pulled my skirt up and stuck my fingers into my vagina coating them with my juices. Then I brought my fingers up to my mouth to suck and clean them while using my other hand to furiously rub my clit. The driver must have also enjoyed that show and blasted his horn, too. By this time I was so close to cumming I didn’t realize we passed that truck. We continued to drive on passing driver after driver and they could all see me rubbing myself. The drivers all honked their horn and smiled appreciatively at us. When I was about to come, I begged, “Jeff, Jeff, please….” Jeff generously responded, “You may cum.” "THAAAANKYOUIAMCUMMING!” I yelled and enjoyed one of my largest orgasms. I must have squirted because the front of the towel was moist with my juices. “Thank you, Jeff,” I said, “That was one of the most wildest experiences I ever had.” I appreciated him looking out for me. We were safe in his car, yet I could be as wild as I wanted and act out one my fantasies. The rest of the ride I fell asleep exhausted, clinging to his arm with a smile on my face. The next few weeks were an adventure in discovery. I kept myself ready for him, my ass was always clean and lube and I was ready for him to fuck me in any hole. Under Jeff’s careful and protective orders I learned more about myself. I didn’t have any limits or Jeff was able to anticipate them for me. He was firm and patient with me. With each new discovery I learned more about my needs, how I benefited from the relationship, the wondrous joy and ecstasy I could feel, and how I could grow and expand my horizons. I learned under Jeff’s careful tutelage and I knew this relationship was becoming more than an experiment and a temporary release for me. Later in July, mom had to take another extended business trip. Jeff came over to keep me company and help with various home repair and maintenance projects. It was late in the afternoon, Jeff came in from mowing our lawn. He was hot and sweaty and the smell of his musk acted like a pheromone to me and I could feel my pussy leaking juices in response. I knew he would enjoy a refreshing shower so I dutifully grabbed a set of towels for him. He had already started his shower when I came in. I wordlessly stripped and joined him. I still giggled when I saw the water stream off of his cock like he was pissing. I remembered his commands to me and my mind was swirling with thoughts of engulfing his cock, while pretending it was really piss! I kept my hands and mouth busy and soaped and scrubbed most of his body. After rinsing him off, droplets of water still clung to his body like sweat. Hungrily, I started to lick them off his chest, alternating between light flicks and broad sucking with my tongue and mouth. I worked my way lower and knew I was having my desired effect on him. I looked up at Jeff and asked wordlessly if I could suck and service his cock. With a nod he gave his permission to me. Jeff’s cock was growing longer and harder. It was so beautiful as it grew to its full length. With my careful ministrations, I soaped and cleaned his cock, delicately pulling back the foreskin then rinsing the soap away. At full strength, his cock was like an antenna to me, sending me signals directly to my brain and body, compelling me to serve him. In obeyance, I was on my knees and lightly kissed the tip of the cock head. Then I started to work down the side, lightly kissing every inch. When I reached his scrotum, I delicately took it into my mouth and bathed it in my warm saliva. Lovingly, I used my tongue to clean and touch all parts of his nut sack. I continued my cleaning by lightly flicking my tongue along the underside of his cock. His urethra tube, which functioned like a canon to shoot his semen deep within me, was sensitive to light flicks of my tongue. Up and down the tube I fluttered my tongue, acting like a living vibrator for him. “You have learned well,” Jeff said has he gently stroked my head. “You are a good Dominant, I am happy you have accepted me, “ I replied. I was rewarded for my ministrations with the first of many drops of his precum. Curling my tongue into a tube, I accepted his gift and let it slip along my taste buds so I could savor the full flavor of it. The first drop cleansed the inside of his cock and always had a complex flavor. With the tip of my tongue I teased his piss slit and was rewarded with more precum. This time I opened my mouth to engulf his cock, letting the slippery fluid mix with my saliva in my mouth. I then used it to coat his cock, making it slippery for next phase. “Jenn, I am going to fuck your mouth,” Jeff warned me. He firmly grabbed my head with his two hands and started to stroke his cock with my mouth. Surrendering myself completely to him, I relaxed my jaw and throat. With complete submission my throat opened up and with the slick precum fluid mixture, his cock easily slipped down into my throat. Back and forth I felt the full length of his cock along my tongue. In and out I felt the cock slip past my mouth into my throat. Jeff considerately adjusted the spray to hit the side of the walls, creating a sauna effect. I could look up into his eyes while he fucked me. My arms reached around to grab his ass cheeks, giving him complete, unhindered access to me. I was rewarded with my subservience with stronger, more urgent stroking of his cock. My mouth was his sex toy and he was using it for his pleasure. More and more, firmer and firmer, he grasped my head and banged my lips and tongue against his body. With each stroke, stretching my throat, my nervous system reacted with signals of its own. It sent tiny shocks to my tits and clit. Each stroke was another shock and as he was going faster and faster, the shocks also increased in speed hurling me towards my own orgasm. I could feel his balls tightening, signaling his oncoming orgasm, and I knew I would be rewarded for my service. Firmer and deeper I felt his cock pound me when at the apex of his deepest stroke, he firmly ground my lips to his pelvis and he came in my throat, shooting his first shot of wad directly into my stomach. Retracting slightly he continued to shoot his cum into my mouth allowing me to savor his sweet semen. Feeling is cock pumping in my mouth was enough to push me over the edge with a small orgasm as my pussy contracted rhythmically in time with his pulses. I remembered my duty and continued to suck gently from his deflating cock, taking in the final drop that were still in the tube. Jeff then adjusted the shower spray, which broke both of us out of our post orgasmic bliss as we both finished our shower. After drying I turned to Jeff and asked, “You have worked hard on the yard, please allow me to massage you.” He assented and led me to my bed. He lay face down and waited for me. I grabbed by body lotion and spoke softly to him, “My dear Jeff, you have given me so much and taught me so much. I know I should wait for your instruction but I want to give and share some of the pleasures you have given me. Please allow me to service you and your body.” “Jenn, thank you for asking, you may use your imagination and your heart to guide you, I will trust you in this,” Jeff responded. My heart soared and I then warmed the body lotion and started to massage it into his muscles. I started at the neck and shoulders working and massage all of his muscles. My hands and fingers worked and kneaded the muscle fibers, searching and relaxing every knot. Along the back I continued down and I noticed Jeff was becoming visibly relaxed. Emboldened, I continued and worked the outside of the thighs, calves and feet, making sure his body every inch was serviced. I then worked my way up the inside of his thighs and came back up to his ass. I massaged his ass cheeks and in doing so his rosette center was open to me. I remembered how he kissed and made me feel. I drew myself closer and could feel his heat. Extending my tongue I used the tip to gently tease along his opening. I was rewarded with a slight groan from Jeff. Taking this as permission, I parted his cheeks and pushed my face flush to his tush. Using the tip of my tongue I fluttered it up and down his crack. Since we just took a shower it smelled clean but even if we didn’t I would have enjoyed his earthy smell. I dove further into my work and started to use my tongue in earnest. Although I didn’t have a cock I could use my tongue to piece his opening. With persistence and determination I pushed and thrust my tongue as deep as I could. Using my spit as a lubricant I continued to push, lick, and flutter around his rosette opening. I thought I knew Jeff well. He recently came from the blowjob in the shower and men normally take about an hour in their refractory period to recover. Jeff was a superman. I felt a drop of precum developing on the tip of his cock. Then I heard a small grunt, I realized it was becoming uncomfortable for Jeff with his stiffening cock. He signaled that he was turning over and allowed me to move out of the way. As Jeff turned over, he looked me straight into my eyes and nodded and smiled. He understood me so well! This was my gift to him, a gift given out of love as much as my desire and need to serve him. He knew he could have me and willingly I would do his bidding. By nodding and giving me permission, he showed he understood and appreciated my gift to him. We were both in synch. “Thank you, Jeff,” I said, and quietly mounted him cowgirl style. My pussy was slick with my juices and his cock slid easily, naturally inside. I prided myself by keeping in shape and routinely did my exercises, including Kegels. Using my pussy muscles alone, I was able to milk his precum into my hot box. “Please use me to give you pleasure,” I begged Jeff. “Jenn, thank you, I will honor your gift. Today we will make love together,” Jeff replied lovingly. I was naively confused by Jeff’s response but trusted him completely. Jeff had taken all of my cherries; we had sex numerous times. All I knew was I would follow him anywhere and do anything he asked. I wanted to show and demonstrate that to him the depths of my feelings for him. Together we kissed passionately, then I started to ride him in earnest. Jeff’s cock rubbed my G spot perfectly and his girth pulled by clitoral hood back and forth over by clit. He used his hands to rub by body, massage and pull my nipples, and pull me down to him. We spoke, we moved, we were in synch. My pussy juices were flowing and I felt many mini-orgasms rip through me. Suddenly Jeff grabbed my hips with both hands and pumped by body up and down his cock. I could feel the tightening in his body, his oncoming orgasm sent an energy bolt through me causing me to squeeze and grasp him firmer. Following his lead, my body bounced up and down until at the crescendo of his stroke, he thrusts his cock to the entrance of my cervix. Deep within me, within my core, I felt his pulsing cock shooting his hot sperm deep within me. It caused my body to convulse in time with him and I also convulsed rhythmically with him. Now I understood his statement. I collapsed on his strong chest and both of us breathed deeply recovering from our exertions. His entire body started to relax and his cock slid out of me. I knew my job and dutifully cleaned him then curled up beside him to bask in our afterglow. We spooned and his cock was tucked snugly between my asscheeks. A few hours into our nap I felt his cock grow and push firmly against my ass. I recall looking it up one day, it is called nocturnal erectile tumescence, and is used as a test if a man has ED. In a man’s semi-conscious state their cock will spontaneously become erect. Jeff certainly didn’t have ED and his cock was growing larger and more insistent against me. I was glad I kept by ass lubed, ready for him whenever he wanted. I relaxed my opening and gave myself to him. I felt his cock glide into me. My heart started pumping firmer and faster when I realized in his semi-conscious state, he desired me. I pushed back against him helping drive his cock deeper into me. Then I felt his arm come around me, helping to push my ass back and forth on his cock. This was raw emotion and desire on this part. He wanted my body, he wanted me! After a few more pumps I felt him begin to stiffen and I felt his hot come bathe my interior. His heat permeated by body and a warm glow that started from within me spread throughout my body. He then relaxed and I felt his cock slide out. I remembered my duty and cleaned him then continued to cuddle beside him. The next weekend Jeff came over and helped with some repairs around the house. That day was especially hot so I prepared ice tea for us and made sure we were well hydrated. After he completed the repairs that he affectionately dubbed, “Honey Do List”, he went to take a shower. I felt daring and wanted to do something special for him and followed him to the bathroom. He was about to take a pee when I asked, “Can I help you with this?” I then held his cock gently in my hand and pointed it down to direct the flow into the bowl. I know I surprised him with my action. He looked at me and smiled. The he gently caressed my head, relaxed and let his stream go. Holding his cock like that was so wild for me; I also started to get wet. I was careful to make sure to direct the stream into the bowl so it wouldn’t make a mess. Doing so forced me to look closely at his cock and feel the piss shoot out of his cock. It was so wild! When his flow slowed, I knew he usually gently shook his cock. Instead I remembered my duty and used my mouth to take in the final drops. His fluid was salty yet sweet, probably from the ice tea. After that we took a shower together. When I saw the water stream off his cock again in the shower I went down and engulfed it, reliving our wild episode earlier. The rest of the summer was hot in the temperature, in our passion for each other, and in our business. My body was always ready for him and he safely guided me to new sensations and experiences. I wanted to show him my gratitude and would surprise him when I took the initiative and wild sex adventure for the two of us. Under his love, guidance, and protection, I grew stronger and had more confidence in myself. My new found confidence also helped me at work. I was willing to speak out and suggested solutions when our team hit a roadblock. My approaches were not tainted by previous discoveries by other scientists and my ideas helped our company find a new way to treat many medical conditions without surgery. Because of our finances, I received stock options instead of a cash bonus for my contributions. Our company was in the midst of a groundbreaking nano tech project and it was capturing the attention of larger medical equipment companies. Our approach was so novel that no one had any projects remotely like ours. We held all of the intellectual property rights without challenge and any company that wanted to use our technology or ideas had to work with us. One large company in particular decided that the easier way was to buy us out and own all our patents. They hired Jeff’s firm to negotiate the sales. If the transaction was successful Jeff stood to make a hefty bonus from the transaction fee and I would become an instant millionaire because of my stock options. Nature provided the backdrop and like the change in season our relationship also started to change. It was October and we were in the middle of fall. Jeff noticed the change in me first. After a torrid session initiated by me, Jeff said, “Jenn, I love you deeply and dearly. You have gained a lot of confidence in yourself. We started this relationship because you wanted to safely explore your fantasies and be dominated. I have fulfilled my part by helping you to explore this side of yourself safely. I also enjoyed guiding you, but you have grown so much in these past few months. Do you still have the need to be dominated?” “Jeff, I have grown so much because of you,” I said quietly. “If I have strength, it is because you were there to provide it for me. I realize that this started when I said ‘let my fantasy begin’ but I do not want this to end. I am afraid that if I say the words, ‘my fantasy is over’, you will leave me. I love you so much I would do anything to be beside you. I offered to let you own me and I mean it. If want me to call you Master, I will please let me be part of your life.” I was sobbing and tears were streaming down my cheek. “Jenn, as a true submissive you must trust me completely,” Jeff said while caressing my cheek and drying off my tears. “Trust me now.” I looked at him with my eyes shining and moist. He was right, I needed to completely let go and trust him completely. “Jeff, my fantasy is over.” I looked up at him as tears welled up in my eyes. Jeff reached over and grabbed a small case on the nightstand. He gave it to me. Inside was a gold choker necklace, almost like a dainty collar. Jeff said, “Jenn, I love you. Let this necklace be a symbol of my love to you. We started this relationship with your desire to be submissive to me, let this necklace remind you of that. Later, we will go shopping for a more traditional ring and I’ll ask you to be my wife.” With that he took the necklace out and clasped it around my neck. I cried as we hugged and kissed. I heard him whisper, “We started this to meet your needs and fulfill your fantasy, we will now begin a new journey with our lives and live this fantasy together.”

Introduction: It begins ... Part 1 I had already experienced a number of threesomes in the past with my wife, about four I think. They had always excited me, I’d always got harder and lasted longer than at any other time we had sex together. I never analysed it very much at the time, about why it turned me on so much. I just knew it was going to be one of the most arousing nights of sex I was likely to enjoy – apart from one time when Julie seemed to be interested only in the guy we were with and I felt very much like an outsider, which wasn’t especially pleasant, although that was the exception. But nothing had happened in that area for some time, maybe three years or more (though what happened when I wasn’t around was different story). So it was out of the ordinary when Julie began to flirt outrageously with a Canadian guy we met while we were on holiday in Queensland. He and a blonde with a body to die for were staying at the same hotel as us. The place was nothing special, just the usual simple villas gathered around a swimming pool and spa and only a short walk from the beach. Each villa was isolated from the pool by an abundance of the semi-tropical plants so common to that part of the world, which gave the pool area quite a private feel if there were only a few people there. The four of us had got to drinking together at the bar next to the pool after yet another exhausting day lying in the sun, sliding into the water for a lazy lap or two and dining on seafood and fresh mango.We made a connection right from the start – more with Dave than with Claudia it must be said but even her slight distance seemed of no consequence after that constant stream of Margaritas we consumed during the day. I noticed Dave’s appreciative attention to Julie throughout the afternoon. It seemed like whenever she felt like cooling off in the pool, so did he. Each time she went to the bar for another round of drinks, he was there to help her carry them. Julie responded to the attention of course, I caught her on more than one occasion, turning away from us to put her hand inside the top of her one-piece swimming costume and lifting her breasts up so that they formed a more visible cleavage. After she and Dave raced each other for a couple of laps of the pool together, I watched as they stood against the far wall, breathing heavily and talking in hushed tones. Claudia had gone to their villa for something and I was lying on a lounge with a magazine over my face. I had made sure I could still see them though, under the edge of the page and that curious sense of excitement started to make itself felt again as I watched them talking quietly, secretively. Dave was facing the wall, his hands on the edge and Julie was standing right up next to him, her breasts noticeably pressing against his arm.Her face was closer to his now, whispering in his ear. I could only guess what she was saying but I had no doubt that it was something sexual, she had that look on her face I’d seen so often when she was excited by a man.I felt relieved that I had draped a towel over myself earlier (had I subconsciously guessed what would happen?) as my penis started to respond to the sight of my wife’s surreptitious flirting with another man. It was such a strange sensation, almost like it was me who was the interloper, the transgressor, for secretly watching the illicit episode playing out in front of me.Certainly it was Julie who was making all the moves, her mouth so close she was almost licking his ear, standing with her body right up against his, I could imagine her pressing her mound against his thigh under the water. Of course, Dave wasn’t protesting. Who would, with some highly charged woman rubbing up against you in an erotic, tropical setting and a bellyful of booze? Even with the husband only a few metres away (fortunately asleep, apparently) it would be a tasty temptation for any man. It was at that moment I heard Claudia’s shoes tip-tapping on the tiles (she was the type who wore heels at the pool) and instantly but without seeming to hurry, Julie leaned back and started a languorous back-stroke down the pool, calm as you like.Claudia called Dave and said they should get ready for dinner. Once I’d heard them leave I lifted the magazine off my face. Julie was sitting on the other side of the pool, directly opposite and was just gazing at me. Now, normally, I have no trouble at all knowing what Julie’s thinking - because she tells me. A refreshingly open and direct woman is my wife. But I just couldn’t decipher the look she had trained on me at that moment. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? … Defiance? Whatever, I was hungry and told Julie I was going to shower and get dressed for dinner.The dining room was full of mostly couples, some families, with each party having its own table. We ate a delicious meal and chatted amiably from what I remember. I do recall that Julie ordered oysters “to go with the champagne” she said. I, of course, brought up the subject of oysters supposedly being aphrodisiacs and told my usual, lame joke that I didn’t believe the rumour, as I’d had a dozen one night and only eight of them worked (har har). It was at that moment I noticed Julie take the briefest of glances in the direction of where Dave was sitting. After we’d finished the champagne and the dessert, Julie pushed her plate away like she was totally stuffed, leaned back in her chair and spread her legs wide.Now, in a man, this would have been the posture of some overweight couch potato after one too many beers but in a woman who exuded sex like Julie did at this moment, it clearly said ‘ready and willing’.I suppose she had already noticed the waiter was approaching our table to collect the plates and had struck her pose in preparation. All the while he was clearing the table, Julie stayed with her legs apart, staring wordlessly at me and the moment he turned and started to walk away she said, “I’m not wearing any underwear you know.” My God, I can still clearly remember the instant sensation in my cock. It didn’t suddenly get hard, no. It was more an intense tingling, like a fiendishly aggressive call girl had run her teeth and tongue along the length of it from tip to balls – and then some. But it wasn’t the fact that my wife had said she wasn’t wearing underwear – well, not entirely anyway. It was the fact that the waiter almost definitely heard her. “And what if he did?” Julie challenged, with a smirk on her face. And it wasn’t just a simple, rhetorical question either. I knew … we both knew, she was seriously questioning where things would lead if it happened that the waiter should somehow follow up on his intimate knowledge of my wife’s state of undress. So, by this stage, I was looking forward to a night of sexual abandon with my woman who now seemed to be ready to suck my balls out through my eye sockets.The short walk back to our villa seemed to be painfully long that night. My hand was sliding up and down the back of Julie’s satin dress, my fingers joyously confirming the earlier statement about her lack of underwear. I didn’t really want to stop there but at one point Julie turned me around to face her and pulled my face down to her breasts. With one hand she pulled the top of her dress down and to the side until one breast was completely exposed. She lifted the nipple to my mouth and gasped when I rolled it between my lips. At the same time, I felt her other hand moving rhythmically between us. At first, I thought she was trying to rub my cock and was missing the target in her excitement but I soon realised that her hand was exactly where it wanted to be. She was rubbing herself through the fine, clinging material of her dress. By moving the position of my mouth on Julie’s breast, I could see that she was standing with her legs apart and her fingers were moving up and down and pressing hard on her protruding mound. It was a dark pathway we were on and we would probably have heard anyone coming in plenty of time but the public nature of it and Julie’s lewdness served to raise the excitement level for me. I reached down, grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it up to her waist. She never missed a beat. Julie’s hand stayed where it was and continued the rubbing motion but now it was sliding along the exposed lips of her cunt. I’d asked Julie to shave herself completely for the holiday and now I was glad I had. Even in this dim light, I seemed to be able to see every detail … the increased wetness on her fingers as she started to delve deeper between her lips, the clitoris enlarging as it responded to Julie’s fingers sliding over and around it. I could hear the sweet squelching sounds of the increasing moistness oozing from her. Then the sudden gasp and moan that burst from her mouth shocked me, there was almost a kind of a violence in it. I took my attention back to between her legs and saw that she had thrust three fingers into herself. Almost immediately, she was sawing her clenched fingers backwards and forwards into her pussy. She leaned heavily on my shoulder with her left hand as her head fell forwards onto my chest. I would have preferred to have still been able to watch her finger-fuck herself but I still got an indescribable thrill from holding her up (I’m sure she would have collapsed otherwise) and feeling her body vibrate as she continued to thrust her hand between her thighs. Much quicker than I expected, Julie lifted her head off my chest – a look of tortured passion on her face. Her hand a blur of motion now as she demanded her body to delight her with an orgasm. It was almost as if her hand was beating her pussy, a hard, aggressive, masculine masturbation. Then it hit her – yes, more like a truck than the romance novel orgasm of crashing waves. Her whole body seemed to convulse, her breath was forced out of her and I held her up as her knees buckled.But she didn’t stop moving, her hips jerked forwards against her fingers that were still embedded inside her. Thighs that should have been collapsing, suddenly found the strength to push forwards in a simulation of fucking that gradually diminished into little, sporadic jerks and tremors. I knew there was still more there and quickly brought my hand down to stop her removing the fingers she had started to slide from between her slick pussy lips.I pressed my hand against hers and held her fingers inside her. “No need to stop,” I whispered in her ear “I bet you could take more.” With my open palm pressing against her hand, I could feel her fingers start to carefully curl and twist inside her once more. “I bet three fingers aren’t enough for you right now, I bet you could easily take a long, thick cock.” Julie’s head was on my shoulder now, her breath ragged against my neck, “Hmm, yesss.” “You’d love your pussy lips to be spread wide by a big, hard dick, wouldn’t you?” “Ooh mm.” Julie murmured. Wrapped up in her erotic thoughts, she continued to squirm her fingers inside her. My own, dark visions were becoming more real now as I started to lose myself in the images I hoped I was conjuring up for my wife. Even in my heightened sense of arousal though, I was still aware enough to make my suggestions non-specific so that I could later claim they were all about me and not some other male interloper.But I had painted a picture in my head – and I wasn’t in it. “You can feel the power of this engorged penis inside you, can’t you? You can feel it sliding all the way in. You’re so wet, you want this cock so much. You can feel the massive hardness inside you but your juices are flowing so easily now that your cunt just wraps itself around it.” Julie panting, “Yes ... cock inside me … a nice big cock.” “Your pussy is so hot, you’re burning, you’re itching. Your cunt is itching and it needs to be fucked, needs to be fucked by that long, thick cock.” I pressed Julie’s hand hard against her now and could feel her fingers working urgently, reaching far up inside her. “Yes, yes … I need it, got to have that huge dick rammed into me. Harder and harder … “ “You’re pushing hard against the cock now, driving it deeper into your cunt.” “Mmm … oh God it’s big.” “Yes, it is big isn’t it? But you can take it. You love fucking so much, you can take any cock. You love cock.” I was losing control, didn’t care what I was saying, didn’t know where I was going. Julie just went with it though, “Yes, yes … any cock, all cocks. I love to get fucked … get fucked hard by huge dicks. I love to get fucked and suck cock.” “Can you feel it now, a thick, hard cock fucking your cunt and a cock in your mouth …” “Ooh yes, I’m sucking on a big cock and licking the balls until it shoots into my mouth…” “On your hands and knees, getting fucked from behind like an animal. Can you see it Julie, can you see yourself getting fucked?” Once again her hand was thrusting inside her, plunging into her oozing pussy up to her knuckles. “Oh God, oh yes … he’s fucking me now.” “ Ah yes,” I thought, “here it comes.” “Can you see that monster cock pumping into you Julie?” “Yes, yes, he’s ramming it into me … so fast, he’s so strong. His balls bouncing against me… oh yes, fuck me hard baby.” Her dirty talk making me hard as a board, “Suck another cock for me.” “Yes … want that hard prick in my mouth … mmm, mmm, oh I love the taste of a new cock in my mouth … oh God, I’m gonna cum.” “That’s it baby, cum for me, hump that cock.” “Oh yess … I want their cum inside me so much. I’m sucking hard on his cock now … he’s fucking my face … ohh … I’m pushing my finger into his ass … yes, yes, it’s all hot and salty in my mouth. Should I swallow his cum?” “Yesss.” “I’m swallowing all the hot cum he’s shooting into my mouth. Oh God … I’m cumming … he’s ramming that huge cock into me from behind … love it so much … give me all your cock … you’re so big… unnh … fuck me harder … unnnh …yes, yes that’s it baby, cum inside me … oh, oh yes, fill my cunt … ooooh oooh yessss.” The intensity of Julie’s orgasm almost frightened me, it was like she was having a seizure - her whole body vibrating uncontrollably and deep, animal sounds escaping from her gaping mouth. I held her up for as long as my arms could stand it, steadying her while the tremors of climax flowed through her whole body, causing it to undulate and shudder for long minutes. Eventually, once Julie’s movements had calmed, I lowered her dress, smoothed it out and suggested we head back to our villa. Julie’s breathing was a little heavier than normal but other than that, she regained her composure remarkably quickly. After five years of marriage, I was still learning things about this amazing woman. As we were leaving, I noticed a surprisingly large patch of dampness on the concrete where we had been standing. It could only have come from Julie. The odd thing was, even in Queensland’s sub-tropical heat, the patch never completely dried while we were there. I pointed it out to Julie and she laughed of course, saying I was responsible for defacing the resort’s property.I suggested that I could make out the shape of the Virgin Mary in it and we should cut it out and take it home to sell on e-bay. Of course, I got a stinging slap on the shoulder and a rebuke that I was now surely going to go to Hell for that remark.But considering what happened later that night, I thought that it was my wife who was in more urgent need of redemption …

Laura felt herself lifted lazily from the arms of sleep, her body relaxed and floating on a small cloud of pleasure, her mind filled with images, sensations, not pulled from whatever dream she had just been having but instead, memories, memories from the night before. Memories of Ash under her, moaning her name, memories of them fucking like she was back in highschool again. As consciousness seeped more and more into Laura's mind she stretched her arms out in the bed around her, feeling the silky warmth of the bed where her arms brushed and felt the coolness of the sheets from where she hadn’t been wrapped up in them, another wave of pleasure crept over her, she must have been dreaming about something nice to wake up with such eager wood tenting the sheets. “Mm..” Laura furrowed her brow lightly as the pleasure continued to wash against her, confused in her moments between sleep and being fully awake as she writhed between the sheets.. That feeling, skin against skin.. Hadn’t been her, had it?.. One of her arms slid down over her soft form, feeling the flesh of her body under her questing fingertips as they pressed down her skin, “A-ah..” she raised the hand and it drew near to her waist and felt soft hair.. Her fingers delicately gripping it, feeling it move down then up under her hand, in rhythm with the pleasure that welcomed her to the land of the living. Using her other hand she lifted the sheets up, eyes blinking wearily as she looked down through the tented sheets, over the swell of her breasts and the smoothness of her stomach to the two cute eyes looking up at her, like a doe caught in the headlights. Ash, looked up at her, gaze playful, his plush lips wrapped around her cock, rolling them slowly up and down her length, his tongue swirling around her, his cheeks caved in around the sensitive tip as he sucked, her hand now tangled in his hair. Laura let the sheets fall back down, obscuring him, both her hands moving to gently cradle his head, encouraging him. She looked up wearily towards the ceiling at nothing in particular, when had she last been woken up by anything this wonderful? Had she ever? She couldn’t think of a time when it had been this perfect. Laying in the comfort of her own bed, roused from sleep in the splendour of her own room by a teenage lover eagerly working her shaft. This was every fantasy she had ever had rolled into one. “Ooh.. Oh, my gods Ash.. You ah.. You really know how to spoil a woman..” she said in a low drall, feeling his mouth work her cock a little more eager, just how long had he been teasingly working at her cock for before she woke up? She felt like she was about to burst. She wanted to take him, take him as she had the night before, but this was such an idyllic way to wake up, so contrasting to the night before. She wouldn’t dare let this chance of a memory slip from her. So she simply lay back, reclining, her hands resting on his head as he did all the work, her breathe slowly picking up in pace as she was fully aroused, each exhale dragging a luxuriant moan from her own full lips. Until last night Ash had never been with a woman, and while Laura wasn’t the typical partner a boy his age should be chasing, what with the unlikely age gap and the even more unlikely addition she wielded, the full package had become irresistible to him. While he had been anxious and timid of what she lured him in with just the night previous, he couldn’t deny the vivacity with which he had thrown himself at her once those fears were let go of. He had wanted her as much as she had wanted him, and upon waking next to her still sleeping form had found those awakened desires to have only grown throughout the night. He wanted to experience her, every inch of her in every way he could. To feel what he had felt last night, intimacy with her. He closed his eyes and focused on his efforts, one hand caressing her soft thigh, the other gripping the base of her shaft, guiding it as he did his best to bring her to the heights of pleasure she had introduced him to. “Fuck..” she breathed softly, unable to sit still, arching her back as she writhed in pleasure. “You’re so good at that hun.. Yeah, suck it.. Mm.. Just like.. Just like that.. Ah..” Her words and sultry voice encouraged him, all thoughts and feelings of this being wrong long since banished from his mind, though part of him questioned how he would explain his sudden absence overnight to his mom, he didn’t want to let such thoughts seep into his mind right now when he had such a vital task to focus on. Ash raised himself up, holding just the tip between his lips as his tongue swirled around it in a tight motion, knowing from his own experience, that was the place to focus on. He sucked tightly on the tip as his lips stroked and caressed the sensitive head. Feeling her squirm and wriggle under his efforts made him shiver, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair each time he did something really right.. Using that he focused his efforts on those moments, almost living for the pulls and tugs against his hair, the assurance that he was pleasuring a woman as sensual and sumptuous as Laura outweighing any pain she wrought upon him. “O-oh.. Oh god.. Ash, i’m gonna.. I’m..” she clenched his head harder in his hands, holding him in place, though she was sure he would stay in place regardless of whether or not she held him. She pushed her hips up and pulled his head down, forcing herself deep into his mouth, but not quite into the tightness of his throat, feeling the warmth of him engulf her, still using his tongue, still sucking. She felt her climax rise, her hard cock pulsing in his mouth as she gasped, a few muffled whimpers all he could muster in response around the girth of her shaft as she came, hot thick cum shooting in bursts into him, each burst filling his mouth with a streak of white heat. Both his hands now were tight around the base of her shaft, squeezing as if trying to stem the unstoppable flow of her cum. She heard him gulp, biting her full lip in pleasure and lust as she heard the sound of his teenage throat swallowing down her cum, taking what she gave him. The thought of Ash, her best friends son, swallowing her load gave her a guilty pleasure that brought a grin to her lips as she finished inside him. Her grip lessened but held him still, caressing his hair as she shot the last few strands into his waiting mouth, coating his tongue in her rich taste, sating both of their desires for her pleasure. Ash swallowed all she gave, feeling the liquid heat pool in his stomach until finally, he felt the flow lessen, her member flagging and starting to shrink in his mouth. He nursed on the tip, drawing every last drop of seed and spark of pleasure from her that she could muster. As it softened more and more he let it finally fall from his lips, kissing and licking her length in the humid heat of the small tent he had made under the sheets. He felt her hands move from his hair down his cheeks to gently caress his face, guiding him up towards her. He crawled, cheek pressed to his hand as he felt her soft body under him until finally, he rested, lying on his side, one arm and leg draped across her prone form, his cheek resting on her shoulder. “Good morning Laura..” he said in a soft, innocent voice, closing his eyes as he breathed in her scent, feeling the warm comfort of her shapely body beneath his own slender form. She snaked an arm around him, a hand coming to rest possessively on his pliable rear as she settled down, feeling her breath steady as she relaxed with him. “That was.. The best wake up I think I've ever had..” she said with a soft sighing laugh, sinking her fingers into the flesh of his ass as she squeezed him affectionately. “You deserved it, after what you gave me last night.” he smiled back, kissing gently at the silky smoothness of her shoulder. After what she had given him? She couldn’t believe the pleasure she had given him had in any way matched that of her own, but she wasn’t going to say such. If he had enjoyed what she had done with him that much, she was only encouraged to do it again.. “Well you sure know how to treat a lady..” she cooed, letting her eyes trail over the resting curve of his body under the sheets, flaring noticeably at his hips. “Mm.. I can’t wait to introduce you to my niece, she’s going to love you..” He stirred a little, looking up at her, his hair a shock of sexy messy as he bit his lip softly. “I don't know who she is..” he said, his voice apprehensive. “Well sweetie, she’s like me, you know? Cept more your age.. Someone you’d want to call your girlfriend. Go out on dates with. You’re the perfect match..” Sexually, anyway. She thought they would have more in common besides that, but couldn’t be entirely sure. Ash fell quiet. He could see the appeal, someone like Laura but his age certainly caught his interests. But it wasn’t this unnamed woman that had brought out this side to him using her raw attraction and desire. He had given himself, entirely, to Laura. It felt oddly betraying to so easily let himself be passed on by her to a younger model. “Laura.. I.. I don’t know..” he said gently, hugging himself a little closer to her, hearing her heartbeat in her chest, his ear pressed to her as he rested. “You’re just nervous because you’ve never met her.. At least give her a chance?..” She urged. He may have been the perfect little plaything for her, but her intentions had taken a different turn. She had put so much planning and effort into making him hers, and while the actual chase and catch had been relatively brief, she had gone from wanting to merely slake her lust with him to genuinely caring about his future with his new passions. She thought she was too old for him, too passed her youthful prime. He needed a young girl like herself who could keep up with him and give him what he both wanted and needed. Even if he didn’t really realise it yet. “I’ll give her a chance..” he relented some, but looked up at her, with an almost rueful expression. “...Later, anyway.. You know.. Once I've finished discovering who I am..” Laura raised an eyebrow curiously, pursing her lips as she looked down at him. “Meaning what hon?..” “You know.. After someone with a lot more skill and experience has..” he paused, making it up essentially as he went along, stalling her plans to pair him off with her niece, “Had the time to teach me. You know. How to properly.. Look after, a girl like you.” his expression became a naughty, playful smirk. Laura felt a blush play on her cheeks at that expression, one that promised many a sinful deed. “..Well.. It would be improper to set you out into this new world without… At least the basics.. I guess?” she said, a little surprised that he would want more of her and not be quite so eager to switch her for a younger version. Did he not realise she would have a tighter figure, more energy, more stamina? “Good!.. I’ll have to go back home at some point today though.. I uh.. I’ll have to think of something to tell my mom..” he said, moving up onto his knees away from her, yawning wide as he stretched his arms out behind him. “You’re no little boy Ash..” she smirked a little, laying on her side as he had, facing him so he could admire the way the bedsheets curved with her body. “Tell her you snuck out to be with a girl and got a little… Carried away.” He looked down at her admiringly, her golden hair splayed out on the pillow, she looked how he would imagine a fertility goddess would, though maybe his opinion was slightly biased, he wouldn’t be far from the mark. “Maybe..” he mused a little, “Mm.. I’m going to get a water, I'm pretty thirsty.. Want anything?..” “Put the coffee on would you?.. I’d kill for a cup..” she smirked a little watching him as he nodded, sliding from the warm embrace of the bed to stand, pulling on his boxer shorts from the night before and padding barefoot to the door. “Sure Laura..” he smiled and stepped from the room, stretching his arms out, unable to stop himself from glancing back at her laying in bed, causing a little lance of glee to spark through her. She loved it when people looked at her like that, and it felt like it had been forever. Laura waited a short while after he had left before standing herself, she still felt some of the familiar aches, possibly intensified from her night of passion, the stiffness in her hip which she often got in the morning, the soreness in her lower back. She ran her fingertips gently through her hair, ordering it some as she too padded towards her bathroom. Ash hummed softly as he made his way to her kitchen, a noticeable spring in his step as he felt the smoothness of her kitchen tiles beneath his feet and the relatively cool air of her house outside her bedroom. The sun was already up, its beams piercing her windows and leaving white streaks across her counter top. He peered out her back window, making sure there was no one around to see him in her kitchen, in only his underwear. Fortunately, her kitchen backed onto her fenced back garden, so he was safe. He found himself smiling in his own reflection of the window. Laura blinked wearily as she looked at herself in the mirror, seeing her body for what it was, past it’s prime, lacking in youth, fuller in figure than she had been. She still had it, she couldn’t deny that, but she also couldn’t deny the age that settled on her. She sighed softly and picked up her makeup removal wipes. She had dolled herself up something special for Ash and had made the mistake of wearing her makeup to bed. What hadn’t been smeared across her pillow looked messy and ill-fitting. She started to dab at herself, removing it with practised motions. Ash bit his lip as he opened her standing fridge, feeling the cold air wash over his smooth chest, eliciting a shiver as he peered inside, curious. He picked out the milk for her coffee and picked out a bottle of OJ too, setting both on the counter as he prepared and turned on the coffee machine, his hips swaying slightly to the music in his mind as he hummed, one of the current pop songs that would undoubtedly be stuck in his head until he listened to it, then knowing his luck, a good time after that too. Laura brushed and flossed her teeth before applying a moisturiser to the skin of her hands and face, leaning in close to the mirror to inspect herself, critical of her appearance, despising each little smile line as they appeared around her tired looking eyes. Ash sat on the counter, kicking his legs slightly as he waited for the coffee to brew, having poured himself a glass of the orange juice he sipped at it, enjoying the refreshing tanginess as he drank, looking towards the stairs and wondering to himself whether Laura would appear again in that loose silken gown, remembering how she had looked just the night before, stood before him, inviting, the pinnacle of beauty. Laura pulled on a thick bathrobe, a few sizes too big she knew as it obscured her curves and ran long on her arms, but the softness of the fabric felt gentle on her skin and, more importantly, kept the chill of the house off of her. Her hair was a complete mess, having seen so much action the night before and more so this morning as she writhed about on the pillow, the only quick fix she could muster was tying it up into a messy bun, a few frizzy stray strands defiantly maintaining her dishevelled look. It would have to do. Ash poured the strong black coffee, steaming, into a wide rimmed white cup, adding the milk and sugar as she had seen her ask for once or twice while over at his house with his mom. He stirred the coffee delicately with a spoon before setting it down and lifting up the cup, feeling the heat seep through the cup to warm his hands. He turned, hearing a noise at the door and smiled to find Laura standing there. She looked oddly anxious. Her hair was tied up, her body clasped in the warm embrace of a thick fluffy robe, her face lacking in the fine makeup she had been sporting the night before. She looked less the sultry seductress and more.. A real, genuine woman. “Wow.. You look amazing..” he said softly, there she stood. The pinnacle of beauty, as he knew she would. Laura stared at the boy. Her coffee clasped in his dainty hands, this young nubile vision of perfection before her, hair perfect, body smooth, his boxers tight around the curve of his hips and thighs, his eyes so wide and genuine, so innocent. Did he think that of her? Now? When she was like this? She had half been expecting a wince of regret on his features. Instead, she found herself blushing. Laura subconsciously ran a hand across the top of her head, trying to control her frizz and distract from her blush. “Thank you..” she bit her lip, stepping towards him, hands moving to relinquish the cup from his hands and bring it into her own, where she needed it. “You don’t look so bad yourself..” He smirked playfully, sitting back up on the counter, bringing them to eye level as he picked up his juice, taking another slow sip. “After the morning’s done I'll head home for a little while.. Just check in with my mom and grab a change of clothes.. Then I'll be right back here.” Laura eyed him over as she took a slow, much-needed sip of her coffee, letting a small hum of pleasure slip free as she swallowed, eying her teen partner over admiringly. “You want to spend the whole day here with me?..” she asked, a mild air of surprise to her words. “The night too..” he bit his full lip, eying her with a similar expression she had shown him the night before, one of lust and hunger. She had hunted him to the ground, her desire for him coming to fruition in the predator catching its prey. But now it almost felt as if she was falling prey to the boy's libido. She could see it written on his feminine features, the desire in his eyes to explore a new found discovery. Laura moved beside him, leaning forward and looking out into her well kept back garden, elbows on the counter and cup clasped in her hands, raised to her lips so she could enjoy the scent. Part of her felt bad for taking him as she had, but she just couldn’t resist all this. Waking up to him, having his company, having his eyes on her. She would, in time, introduce him to her niece. But for now, she would just enjoy the magic of it, the magic of him being hers to play with. Greedy, maybe. But as she looked at him, in the prime of his youth, a girlish beauty that drove her to distraction, she didn’t care. This could be her last big opportunity at a boy like this. She wasn’t going to pass up on it. “Shower with me?..” She asked, a smirk on her lips, “Before you go back to your mom.. You know, to wash my perfume off of you..” His face brightened, looking to her with plain excitement written across his face. “Sounds fun..” he hesitated, pursing his lips slightly as he looked at her. “..On one condition.” She raised her eyebrows at him, her smirk remaining as she thought about what sexual favour the boy-nymph was about to voice. “Mm?..” “Dinner and a movie. My treat?..” Laura almost choked on her coffee as the surprise hit her, clearing her throat and leaning up a little further, looking across to him with wide eyes. “Pardon me?..” “Dinner and a movie.” he repeated, simply. “My treat.” “Darling, people will think you’re taking your mother out..” she protested. He pursed his lips again. “Mm.. Fair point.. We’ll have to sit in the back row at the cinema so when I suck your cock people don't think it's weird..” he grinned, looking out into her garden. Laura found herself blushing crimson. “Oh very funny..” Wasn’t this just supposed to be sex? That had been her objective, after all, seducing her hot teen neighbour into sleeping with her. She hadn’t been planning for him to stick around after her night of fun. She had expected she’d have to text, goad and persuade him into coming around another night, maybe in a week or two. “Well?..” he asked again, glancing over at her with those doe-like eyes of his. “..Dinner and a date it is.. But I'm splitting the bill.. Your mom would kill me if she knew I was taking your money.” she mumbled to herself before noticing his bemused expression. “What.. And she wouldn’t if she knew you were fucking me?..” he said, a twinkle in his eye. She grinned, taking a sip of her coffee, keeping her thoughts to herself. He smiled and finished his juice, setting the glass down by the sink and looking towards her, expectantly. “Soooo.. That shower?..” She peered back at him, “...Can’t a woman finish her coffee?..” she said, voice a little teasing. “She could.. Or she could come join me in the shower.” he pressed, hopping from the counter and stood with his back to her, sliding his boxers down his body and depositing them on the floor, sauntering out of the kitchen towards the bathroom, walking slowly, letting her watch the sway of his hips and the alluring movement of his ass as he retreated from the room. Laura stared after him, suddenly finding herself hungry for an entirely different vice than caffeine. She took one last deep swig, leaving the cup still partially filled and walked after him. Feeling her body already livening up, expectant. She caught up to him as he entered the bathroom, glancing over his shoulder at her, an inviting expression resting on his delicate features. She bit her lip and let her robe fall to the floor, exposing herself to his judgement. It was a very different light to see her in, without her makeup, style, lingerie or mood lighting, a woman laid bare to the scrutiny of a teen, cock and all. He turned to her and stepped forward, meeting her in an embrace, his body pressing softly to hers as he leant up slightly to kiss her. She felt his plush lips find hers, felt his body press against the meatiness of her soft cock, felt it twitch.. She wrapped her arms around him and enjoyed the feeling of his warmth under her fingertips, indulging herself for a moment in the depth and passion of his kiss before she broke it, smirking and nodding encouragingly towards the shower unit. Ash winked up at her and turned to walk towards it, reaching up inside the large standing shower unit and turning on the hot water, reaching his arm back quickly as it streamed out of the jets, biting his lip as he adjusted it to the correct temperature before stepping inside, closely followed by Laura who let her hair fall down from its bun. He stood facing the shower, the hot water beating against his chest as she moved behind him, closing the shower door and lacing her hands around his waist, pressing her body against him, capturing the offshoots of water as he obscured most of the stream. “That feel good hun?..” she asked gently as she pressed her swelling length up against his enticing cheeks, feeling the soft flesh against her, getting wet as water trickled down his back and between their bodies. “It does..” he said with a soft purr of pleasure tilting his head back to rest against her some, a mirthful tone in his voice, “The showers not bad either..” She laughed a little and nudged him playfully, reaching for a bottle of soap and squeezing some into her hands, eagerly starting to rub it into the already smooth skin of Ash. “That was terrible..” she chastised playfully, squeezing him as she applied more soap to her hands, moving to wash his back. “Thanks!” he said, a smirk on his lips as he felt her hands glide silkily down his back, across his body and down lower to his ass. He rolled his eyes some and grinned, he suspected her hands would be very thorough with that particular aspect of his anatomy. He wasn’t wrong, her hands ‘soaped’, explored and groped every inch of his expansive rear, her eyes down as she stared at the way the pliable flesh gave to her seeking fingers, her cock hardening between them, her and him both becoming lathered in a fine layer of suds. She guided him, turning him and her around so the water was at her back, the clear glass wall of the shower in front of Ash as she pushed him forward. Ash reached out before him, gasping a little at her sudden eagerness, his hands splaying against the fogged pane of the shower, feeling the coolness of it press against his chest and cheek as she pushed him close to it, her body squeezing in behind him. Her hands moved quickly, pushing down on his back, pulling back on his hips, making him all but present himself to her as her now hard shaft slid between his soapy cheeks. “A-ah.. It’s still a little.. Sensitive.. From last night..” he said gently though didn’t move to stop her, feeling his cheeks blush as he leant against the clear wall, his back arched and his ass pointed back towards her, inviting despite his words. He was sensitive, but he wanted her to continue.. “It will be sweetie… But you can take it..” she urged, one hand on his shoulder, the other gripping the slippery base of her cock, guiding the steely member to point between his cheeks, pressing it between the hugging globes to kiss at his delicious little hole. Ash bit his lip as he felt her hand on his shoulder, reassuring but commanding, silently telling him to stay still as she guided the tip to his hole, pressing forward, drawing an intake of breath from the both of them as the tip fed into him. Releasing the base of her monster she moved her hand to his hip, gripping him as she urged her own hips forward, slowly but steadily feeding her cock into him. Easier than last night she noted, with their makeshift lubrication and his tentative experience. Ash bit his lip as he felt the now familiar feeling of a cock being fed into his body. It may have been an experience he’d only had the once, but it was one he couldn’t forget. He was, of course, still tight, but that pain was less than it had been, replaced in part with a little soreness and with a lot of sensitivity, it may have been a good idea if he had given it slightly more time between his first and second session with her, but it was too late for such thoughts. She pressed forward, eyes following the path of her cock as it traversed between his pillowy cheeks, spearing him and sinking into the welcoming heat of his ass, enveloping her sensitive cockhead in the wonderfully pleasurable depths of her lover. Ash let out a rasping little gasp as he became increasingly pinned between the woman and water at his back and the cold clear shower wall in front of him. He felt her traverse deeper inside him, not stopping until her pelvis was pressed eagerly against his girly butt, her length buried inside him, curving upwards with his standing angle, rubbing at new and interesting spots within him, leaving him squirming on her cock, wanting to feel more. She wouldn’t leave him wanting for long, her hands both moving down to hold his waist, pressing down slightly so he arched his back, presenting her a slightly easier angle for what she had planned. He bit his lip and stared at his own reflection, almost transparent in the foggy glass, the need for more, the submissiveness. He could hardly believe it was him. He felt her withdraw until only half of her thick, precum drooling cock was left inside him, their moans intertwining in the acoustics of the shower unit as she pressed forward, her body bumping into his, rocking him forward on his heels before she withdrew again. Her pace was slow and steady, but building in momentum, no pretence needed this morning, no gentle seduction required, no worry of spooking him, this was more basic, more animalistic. Last night they had made love. This morning she was having a quickie in the shower, fucking her boytoy. Though, given that she had already spent a load this morning, it might not be so quick. But he would enjoy every second. One of her hands squeezed his waist possessively as her pace started to quicken, each push into his soft yielding rear forcing another gasp from his repertoire of feminine ‘getting fucked’ noises. Her other hand strayed, caressing across his skin, pausing around his chest to squeeze at his flat chest and nipple, tracing lines back around to his thick rear, squeezing it, pulling it so she could better see his body accepting her, whatever she could grab, she did, save for his own cock. Not that she didn’t want him to feel pleasure, of course, but he had cum before her the night before just from having his smaller dick trapped between their hard working forms. If she could make him cum even once without anything touching his throbbing cock he would be a slave to the whims of women like her, all thoughts of girls gone from his mind, he would only want someone who could give him what he needed. She tilted her head back and let the stream of hot water pour against her scalp, the hot water soaking her golden locks making them stick together and darken in shade, the water pouring down her body in rivulets, small splitting streams falling from the underside of her breasts to patter against his pale rear as it bounced with each thrust, a splash of water emitting when their bodies joined in her thrusts. More and more she stopped thinking and simply gave to him, feeling the intense sensations coursing through her, making her heart pound, her skin sweat and her cock twitch. Ash felt her lean over, her heavy soft breasts pressing into his back, buffered by a thin sheen of water, her arms wrapping around her waist as she fucked him, his lips parted, his breath coming fast, he felt her cheek against the back of his neck as she drove into him hard and fast, the sounds of their passion growing louder, the noises of bodies clashing becoming a consistent clapping of eager hot flesh. She kissed and nipped at the nape of his neck with her teeth, possessive and hungry for more of him, resting more of her weight on him than was probably safe, her feet shifting to try and better support herself as her cock began to throb and pulse, growing steely, as she began to feel a familiar building in her balls, the waves of pleasure mounting to something greater, something addictive. Ash felt her drawing close, his arms and legs growing weary of supporting himself from their combined weights and her constant pounding. His ass was certainly sore around her, but the sensitivity more than made up for it, a wholly different experience than the night before but no less pleasurable for it. He felt so good wrapped around her cock, too good, he was so much more alluring than any of her previous lovers, no doubt the lewdness of their age gap and his attraction to her despite it playing more than a small part in her lust for him. She felt herself starting to peak, her mind exploding with pleasure as the dam holding it at bay collapsed. Laura gasped loudly, gripping him tight in her arms she buried herself to the hilt inside him, feeling the deluge of cum spill forth from her meaty shecock to pulse into him in hot, creamy white waves, once more whitewashing his insides with her seed. Ash felt the each jet as it filled him, not as much as he had experienced last night, but enough that he knew she was satisfied. As she emptied himself inside him his own cock bounced beneath him, so close to climax, but just missing that edge, the contact he needed. She felt herself flagging inside him and moved her hands up beside his on the glass, grinding her hips against his as she purred a little, stretching up to kiss and bite at his ear. “Mmm.. Fuck Ash.. That was so good.. Did.. Did you?..” she asked, uncertain, she had been so lost in her own pleasure she hadn’t stopped for a moment to think about him. “Aah.. A-ah.. N-no.. Close.. B-but no..” he panted in reply, his hand moving down now she was supporting herself, wrapping around the length of his shaft, giving it a tentative squeeze, sending a ripple of pleasure up his spine. Laura let out one last adoring moan as her softening cock slipped free from him, falling between her thighs, glistening wet in the light of the bathroom. “T-turn around.. Jerk off..” she said, biting her lip as she fell to her knees, after all she had done he deserved some sort of a treat, it wouldn’t be much, but she knew he would like it. Ash stood, feeling the tenderness in his butt joined by a heaviness in his arms and legs from the effort of supporting himself as she had her way with him, he bit his lip and on unsteady feet he turned around to face her, enjoying the heat of the water as it struck his midriff, Laura no longer blocking it as she kneeled, looking up at him, hair plastered to her back and shoulders with water, arms folded under her substantial breasts, causing them to lift and swell, seeming much bigger than they were as she pushed them up and together, offering them to him. His hand moved faster as he looked down at her like that, a picture of beauty before him as he worked his shaft with rapid strokes. Bless him, it took him less than ten seconds to cum, his cock twitching in his small hand as the red tip fired it’s load. She blushed and looked down at her chest, watching as his cum landed on her breasts, leaving hot white streaks across her tanned skin. The image of the cumshot clearly sated some fantasy of his, judging by the satisfied expression that lingered on his face as he squeezed his own softening member, he looked down at her, imprinting the vision of her as she was in his mind, likely so he could repeat to it later. Laura smirked, the hot water quickly wiping the lines of cum away as she stood, eying him over appraisingly. Gods he was cute. “Mm.. Couldn’t leave you wanting could we?..” “T-thank you..” he said softly, moving his hands to rest them on her hips, looking at her with a look of adoration and desire, even satisfied it seemed he lusted for more. “I’m going to give my hair a wash.. It could take a little while.. You could dress and head across to yours?.. You’ll have to see if you can make reservations somewhere for a lady of my calibre..” she urged, smirking to him playfully, “You should probably stay across there until our date though.. Don't want your mom to get too suspicious do we?..” Ash pursed his lips a little, as if debating the idea, while he knew she had a point, a part of him just didn’t want to leave her at all. “Mm… I suppose so.. I’d.. I’d like to say I'll pick you up at six.. But.. Uh..” Laura let out a brighter laugh and grinned, “...But I'm the one with the car.. That’s fine hun, just get here for six and we’ll go from there, okay?..” He nodded, smiling a little sheepishly, “Okay..” he leaned up and kissed her on the lips, letting it linger for a few long moments in the heat of the water before pulling away, biting his lip naughtily as he looked her over one last time before stepped out of the unit and wrapping himself in a towel. She stood in the shower, one hand resting on her hip, the other across her stomach as the water cascaded over her back, enjoying, as she knew she always would, the view of his curvy figure in the tightness of the towel, the outline dangerously alluring, though, spent as she was now, her cock remained subdued. He gave her one last parting smile as he padded barefoot from the bathroom, shutting the door behind him and leaving her to herself once more. Alone to herself Laura leant back against the shower wall, feeling all of her energy drained from her and once more feeling the weight of her years and the gap that had grown between her youth and where she was now. She was healthy and not old by any standard but keeping up with a horny teen in his prime who preferred, it seemed, to be the passive bottom when it came to lovemaking was taking it’s toll on her. She relaxed in the stream of the water, letting the heat penetrate her muscles and bring some form of rejuvenation to her, even if it was just a minor one. She heard the familiar noises of her house as she relaxed, could hear Ash going to her room, likely to dry and dress and she couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking, though she felt assured now he wouldn’t be regretting his night with her. Ash made his way, dripping, back to her room and towelled himself off, feeling the tiredness of his muscles already begin to ebb away as he dried, pulling on his clothes from the day before and pulling out his smartphone from his trouser pocket for the first time, it felt like, in forever. For someone who was never away from electronics a night and a morning hadn’t gone unnoticed. The group chat he shared with his female friends was awash with speculation. As he tried his hair he scrolled through the history of the messages, Veronica it seemed had been very quick to rat out the lipstick mark Laura had left on his cheek when the speculation to his whereabouts had started. “I’m fine! Will message when I get in x” he wrote in the chat, prodding it to send as he put his phone away, pulling on the rest of his clothes and hanging her towel with a couple of others on a drying rack. He moved to the door and glanced around the room out of habit, looking to see if he had forgotten anything, his eyes strayed to her bed where she had taken his virginity in exchange for a new outlook on life, then strayed further to the laptop on her desk which had started all of this. He smiled and left the room, walking to the bathroom and knocking gently on the door, “I’m going out! I’ll see you later Laura..” he called out, holding his ear to the door to catch her response. “I’ll see you then sweetness! Text me!” she called out after him, smiling some as she felt a flutter in her chest, the thought of being away from him stung, how quickly had she fallen into lusting after him? Was it more than lust? She shook her head, denying it to herself. Ash, chipper, made from the house, glancing around as if there would be people watching surreptitiously to catch him in the act of some nefarious deed. He walked with a brisk pace, until he reached his own door, pausing with his fingers on the handle. What would he say to his mom? Would she be scared sick? Angry? Concerned? He genuinely wasn’t sure, this was the first time he had stayed out without at least telling her where he was going to be and with who. He steeled himself as best he could and pushed open the door, stepping inside his home, welcomed by the enticing scent of fresh bread. “I’m home!” he called out, trying to say it in a tone that conveyed his bright, happy mood. Maybe if she heard that she would be less prone to a confrontation. “Welcome home sweetie!” Her voice came from the kitchen, followed by a pause as he took his shoes off until she poked her head around the corner, smiling as she often did, “Would you like me to make you some breakfast or did you eat at Laura’s?..” Ash paused, half way off removing a shoe and gawped at his mother, mouth opening and closing as he fought for words. She simply cocked her head to one side, curious. “I er.. I.. Please?” She smiled and nodded, vanishing off back towards the kitchen, leaving Ash to stare where she had stood in absolute bafflement. She had known he had been at Laura’s all night? Could she know more? No, she couldn’t. Could she? Anxiety flooded his mind at the thought of his mom knowing what he had been up to. He let out a long slow breath to calm himself, if she knew, she would’ve said something, or would’ve acted differently, surely? With his shoes now off he stood and walked through his living room towards the kitchen, she was in the process of melting some butter in a small pan. “So er.. Did you have a good evening mom?..” He asked casually, walking to a cupboard to get a glass, pouring himself a glass of water from the tap and clasping it in his hands. “Mmhm! Lovely and quiet. Watched a film, did some reading, had a glass of wine..” she glanced over at him as she cracked a couple of eggs into the pan, picking up and stirring quickly with a wooden spoon, scrambling them. “That's nice.” he nodded some, recognising what she was making and setting his glass down, peering about the kitchen until he spotted what he was looking for. As his mom stirred the eggs, lifting the pan from the heat as she stirred, letting the heat residing in the metal of the pan do most of the cooking so she could better determine when they were ready, Ash collected a bread knife, cutting two medium thick slices of bread from the loaf of fresh bread that sat on the counter. “Am I right in assuming..” she started simply, as she stirred, “That Laura had her niece over last night?.. She’s spoken very highly of her.. Keeps going on about how the two of you would be the perfect match.” Ash blushed crimson as he put the two slices of bread in to toast, “Laura's niece? I er.. She.. Err..” “Say no more.” she replied, a jovial note to her voice, “I thought that was what the whole laptop ploy was..” she shook her head, smiling, “She’s so evil.. Well, you certainly seem in a good mood at any rate so who am I to judge hm?” Ash looked at her as she smiled, a musical hum emanating from her as she cooked, something she’d always loved doing, and a thing he had picked up from her. So she had known that the laptop help had been false? That made sense, there was no way his mom wouldn’t have known what her best friend did for a living. It might also explain why she hadn’t said anything. Maybe. She was a hard woman to read sometimes and he suspected there might’ve been more she wasn’t saying that she might’ve known. But for now, he wouldn’t worry about it. She was happy, so he was happy. His toast popped up and he jumped a little in surprise, his train of thought derailed as he focused on the hunger in his stomach, the smell of food had brought it to a forefront in his mind. He pulled a plate from the cupboard and set it down, placing the toast on it and buttering it, feeling the crisp of the golden brown bread under his knife as he scraped. His mom seasoned the eggs with salt and pepper, stirring a little more until she was happy with the consistency before moving and pouring an even portion over each slice of toast. “Enjoy!” she said with a smile, collecting a fork and handing it to him. “I will, thanks, mom.” he said with a smile back, collecting the plate and heading upstairs towards his domain, towards his computer. He had the best part of the day to prepare for the date, though, without her there with him he supposed the best was still to come. He settled down at his PC desk in his room, eagerly tucking into the delicious food, switching his PC on and watching it load up as he ate, his mind thinking ahead. What movies were even showing these days? Where should they go for dinner? What was he going to wear? What position would they be in tonight? He blushed at the last thought, embarrassed as to how easily it had mingled in with the others in his mind. He logged into his desktop and spent the time to enjoy his meal, cleaning his plate before pushing it to one side on his relatively clear desk. He opened up his browser and his homepage landed him and google. He spent a moment scrolling over the google doodle, someone's birthday it seemed, before searching for restaurants in his area. He had spent only a few moments scrolling through the results, realising the scope of his choices ahead before he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. With a sudden realisation, he remembered he had left his friends waiting for information on his night passed. He pulled out his phone and unlocked the screen. As he expected the group chat was buzzing with more speculation, but what had caused his phone to vibrate was the new text. He opened the text and was greeted with a wall of white and a loading symbol, after a few spins an image appeared. Laura, taking a full body selfie in the mirror, her lips pursed and her pose erotic, showcasing her curves and shape, her thick soft cock hefted in her free hand. The message below it read, “XoXoX can't wait for tonight!” Ash blushed as he looked at the photo of her. In a few moments he had it emailed to himself, in a few moments longer the image filled the screen of his PC monitor before him. He glanced sheepishly towards his door and bit his lip. Leaning back in his chair his hands trailed down to unzip his pants. He could spare a little while to relieve some tension before he started googling. He had the time. And more than ever, he just couldn’t resist her.

Max leaned against the windowsill of the sparsely decorated guest bedroom, staring out over his Aunty as she sunbathed by her glistening pool, laying on her back she reclined luxuriously on the sunbed, sunglasses resting across the bridge of her nose, soaking in the rays on her already sun-kissed skin. She had expressed to him earlier, with one of her seemingly trademarked smirks, her concerns of adopting tan lines and so, shamelessly, she sunbathed nude. Max watched as she stretched out her arms, yawning before settling back, her skin warm with the sun, body slender and lithe, mature but not unattractively, her chest and shoulders spotted with an array of freckles that she considered blemishes but that he found complimented her beauty. He bit his lip. It had been a quick path that had led them here, as he knew she wasn’t sunbathing nude for her benefit, but for his. He was only staying here for a couple of weeks over summer break and he had, on the very first night here no less, walked right into trouble. The trouble, of course, being her, his Aunt Lily, as she had climbed from the shower on his first evening staying at hers. He had opened the door to the bathroom, intending to brush his teeth and get ready for bed, but, sleepy as he was, he hadn’t noticed light bleeding out from under the door. As it swung inwards, him standing in little more than his boxers, he saw her, one foot out of the shower, her hand grasping for a towel that was just out of her reach. She was beautiful, tall and slender, but above all, he noticed quickly, she was hung. Her cock, thick and soft between her thighs, smooth and hairless resting atop a pair of huge balls, her eyes had gone wide, startled and terrified all in one moment, like a deer caught in the headlights, her brown hair laying lank across her shoulders, dripping with water, tucked cutely behind one ear. “M-Max, I…” she had stammered, a little lost for words, not knowing whether to defend herself, explain, so caught off guard she didn’t even think to cover herself, she was just frozen. “...W-wow…” he had breathed, without thinking and all at once they had both blushed crimson. He had turned sharply, leaving her with his cheeks aflame with colour. He had gone to bed embarrassed, barely sleeping, his mind in turmoil, swimming with what he had seen and how he had reacted, his seemingly delighted response surprising them both. Lily, his Aunt, had a cock, and far from feeling aversion, he had spent all night resisting the pressing temptation to wrap his hand around his own, smaller, length and jerk off to what he had seen. In the morning, when he got up, his head weary from the little sleep he had had, he had decided the only course of action was to pretend he hadn’t seen anything, to just ignore it and carry on as if things were normal. Lily, however, had clearly reached a different decision. He had been downstairs, that very morning, watching TV curled up on her sofa when she had walked in, wearing a T-shirt, her hair mussed, indicating that she had clearly just woken up. She’d smirked playfully at him as she walked past, her tackle swinging free as she sauntered past offering a gentle, “Morning,” to her staring Nephew. The day had progressed along those lines, quiet and suppressed, but at every turn she had displayed a rather prominent exhibitionist streak, her outfit for the day being a sky blue flowing thigh length sundress that displayed her prominent cleavage and, as her dress rode high, something she was seeming to encourage, her commando style of underwear. Max had averted his gaze each time she had practically presented herself to him, but they both knew he was trying to steal glances out of the corner of his matching hazel eyes. It had been nothing short of torture and had been, ultimately, what had led him here, standing at his window, peeking out at her as she sunbathed nude. He couldn’t fathom it, by all accounts he should be put off by her not so insignificant addition, but he was inexorably drawn to it, his eyes fixed to the soft thick member, the tip hooded by her tanning foreskin. Max himself was by no accounts small in that department, but when compared to his Aunt he felt diminutive. He ran his hands through his short brown hair as he leaned on the windowsill, trying to come to terms with what he was thinking, how he was feeling. He couldn’t deny that there was an attraction, that he wanted to experience what she had, what she was offering, but he knew it was wrong. But, at the same time, she was very obviously flaunting her stuff for him, enticing him, before she’d caught him staring, all their years knowing each other, being family, seeing each other at least each monthly she’d always been sweet, kind and keen to hug him, but never had there been such displays as she was now putting on. He thought about her, about them together, picturing them both getting up to the sort of thing he saw online and felt a shudder run through his body, drawing out a shiver and a little sigh from him. “Fuck…” he said softly to himself, he wanted her and he knew it. He felt warm throughout, a nerve building in him. He had very little experience in the department of girls and even less when it came to whatever Lily was. But he wanted to find out, wanted to at least give it a try. If it worked out, the next two weeks would be something entirely new, a time to explore and discover, to get intimate and to love. If things went wrong, well, that wasn’t worth thinking about. As he focused once more he noticed that Lily was sat up on the edge of her sun lounger, her stomach wrinkling slightly as she leaned forward, her face turned up towards the window where he stood, a smirk on her lips. Though he couldn’t see her eyes passed the sunglasses she wore, he knew he’d been spotted watching. Biting his lip he cocked his head, still looking at her, caught or not, he was standing his ground, watching unashamedly now as she leaned back on one hand, arching her back slightly, so her full breasts were more obviously displayed, tilting her own head, curious. Swallowing a little anxiously he leaned forward, showing his interest. Her smirk broke into a grin, realizing that all her teasing throughout the day had not only gotten his attention but piqued his interests. She blew a seductive kiss up towards his window and slid a hand slowly across the bare skin of her hip and thigh, moving towards the softness that was currently resting between her thighs. Max watched as her delicate hand wrapped around the thick length, fingers squeezing and massaging the sleeping giant before slowly, with her attention fully on him and his on hers, she began to stroke it, parting her long sleek legs to give him the best view, her heavy nuts resting on the sun lounger below her cock, which she supported with her hand, lifting it up as she stroked to show off her sack. He wanted to go to her, make his way downstairs and outside to stand by her, to join in, but he couldn’t seem to draw himself away from the window, couldn’t drag his eyes away from her cock as it slid between her slender fingers, thickening, the ruby tip beginning to occasionally peek at him from behind its hood, glistening from a few drops of pre like a jewel in the light of the hot summers day, that, and he still felt anxiety radiating through him. He wanted it, but to go to her would be like taking a dive into the pool, as soon his feet left the board there would only be one way to go and it would definitely end in a splash. Lily briefly freed her cock from her grip, now erect enough to hold itself up as it pointed towards the clear sky, her hand rising to draw her sunglasses up to rest on her head like a hairband, her eyes glinting with glee as she watched her Nephew enjoy her display. Slowly, inevitably, she held her hand out towards him and beckoned with a single, commanding finger. Max opened his mouth, letting a deep shaky sigh escape from his lips, his mind swimming but, without thinking, he pushed himself away from the windowsill, making for the stairs and for his Aunt. His breath quickening he made his way downstairs, through the living room and kitchen towards the back of the property, where two sliding glass doors opened onto her spacious garden and pool. Arriving at the doors he placed his hand on the frame, taking one step outside and looking towards the sunlounger, where she had been, where she wasn’t. He felt his heart skip a beat, experiencing a sensation of loss he never thought he could feel in such a brief time about such a taboo thing, then he heard her, felt her. She let out a low, soft laugh as her hands slunk around his waist, up under his shirt to caress over the smooth skin of his shirt, her sun-kissed skin warm against him, enticing, her voice soft and rich as she pressed to his back. “You walked right past me sweetie,” she said softly as he turned in her soft embrace, her palms tracing across his skin as he turned to face her. He found himself eye level with her, both of them of similar heights and similar builds, though she excelled in certain departments compared to him. He looked into her eyes, his mouth opening and closing as she tried to find words, her full lips drawn into a playful smirk as she looked back, their eyes the same enticing brown, their hair the same lush chocolatey shade. He felt his hand in hers, “You okay?” she asked gently, tilting her head ever so slightly. Words still escaped him as she gently drew his hand to her cock, his hand brushing against the thick shaft pointing towards him like a spear, he suddenly he found himself at least able to act. He leaned in, mirroring her head tilt and pressing his lips to hers, kissing her as his hand took her prompt and wrapped around her cock, squeezing the length, feeling the familiar sensation of a shaft in his fingers, the distinct softness wrapped around a steely core, but contrasted with the sheer size of her member that dwarfed his own and the oddness of it not being his own that he held. She pressed forward, her bare chest to his shirt covered one, leaning forward into the kiss as they struggled to find space between both their bodies for her sizable cock, which he stroked, slow and gentle, as he got used to the sensation of it between his fingers, his mind catching up with his actions as their kiss deepened, keen and eager to experience one another. He was making out with his Aunt, his mother's sister as he stroked her cock and he wanted more. Breaking the kiss they blinked at each other, her cheeks flushed with colour at his sudden forwardness, lifting a hand to wrap in the collar of his shirt, tugging him back towards the living room. Grinning, about halfway he overtook her and Lily gasped, suddenly finding herself being pulled along, literally being guided by her cock, though not uncomfortably. They seemed to have the same idea as they made for the closest, softest piece of furniture and with a soft grunt, she was pushed back to land on her couch with a thump, her soft breasts bouncing on her chest, nipples hard, her expression one of glee as her nephew looked down, admiring her assets and the smattering of freckles across her chest and shoulders. “Well?” she asked softly, wearing the smirk she so often did and with a smile he sank slowly to his knees, sliding his hands up her smooth shins, over the bump of her knees and up her thighs, “ooh, and here I thought you were going to sit on it.” “Later,” he said softly, a slight smirk on his own lips, mimicking hers, though he somewhat suspected his ability to take anything close to what she offered. “Promises promises…” she said softly, biting her lip as she sank back onto the couch her hand moving to stroke her cock, pointing the pre-dripping tip towards his lips. He met her again in a kiss, this one only serving to be lewder, his lips pressing softly to the underside of her waiting cockhead, drawing out a soft little moan of satisfaction, her back arching ever so slightly as she closed her eyes, letting her mind sink back into the sensations now assaulting her. Her hand fell away from her cock, moving to rest across her stomach, supporting her soft breasts, her other hand limp on the sofa as Max pressed forward, his hands quickly unbuttoning his shirt as he kissed up and down her throbbing length soft little angel kisses that only served to build her need, not sate it. Finally, with his shirt cast aside, he crowded in, his elbows resting on the warmth of her thighs as one hand wrapped around the base of her meaty cock, the other sliding up gently to caress her flat stomach. “Don’t, ah, tease me too much sweetie, I’ve been waiting for this all day!” she protested gently at his too light petting. He laughed softly, gently bopping her huge cock against his cheek, “You’ve been teasing me literally all day, cant take it like you give?” She squirmed under his touch and looked down at him, her mouth open, her tongue lolling softly as she panted, “A-ah, maybe if you treat me right, you can find out later?” He furrowed his brow gently, looking up at her, then it clicked, his cheeks warming with a blush, “...Oh. Oooh.” With that any desire to tease her was gone, there was a reward on the table he’d never even considered to be in the picture. He pressed down, taking the tip of her cock between his lips, his fingers squeezing as he stroked the lower portion of her cock, his soft lips gently caressing over the silky smoothness of her cockhead, letting it press against his spongy tongue, leaving a trail of pre across his tastebuds, indulging him in the taste of her as his lips settled behind the crown of her tip. Holding it there he began to gently suck, his tongue washing in tight little circles around the engorged tip, each stroke of his hand bunching up her foreskin against his lips, then pressing down to let her balls hang a little heavier. She moaned, slow and sultry, the arm crossed across her chest drawing back slightly so that one hand could be filled by the softness of one of her own breasts, cupping and squeezing it between her fingers, feeling the hardness of a delicate pink nipple slip between her index and middle fingers, rolling the little sensitive nub for an extra little burst of pleasure. Eagerly Max pressed down, letting the head of her cock slip further into his mouth, pressing his tongue down as it filled him, his lips stretched around the girth of her mighty cock as they rolled down her length, the heat, the wetness, every sensation his mouth had to offer driving her crazy. He drew back just before it bumped into his throat and, quicker now, began to bob his head up and down on her length, his mouth travelling over the silkiness of her cock with ease now it was slick with his spit and her pre. Lily’s free hand gripped the fabric of the couch, squeezing it between her fingers, her toes curling as waves of pleasure rolled through her body, making it incredibly difficult to sit still. Max didn’t seem to mind his aunt squirming, focusing instead on his job, his desire to see her lusts fulfilled so that later, perhaps, he might be blessed with having her return the favour. She wanted and needed more, needed it faster but was so lost to the pleasure that she found herself unable to draw together the words to share her needs. Biting her lower lip she forced herself to release the abused couch from her rough grip, instead sliding her fingers through the silky hair of his head, gripping him hard enough to convey the fact that he was no longer in control of how deep or fast he would be moving. She started to draw his head up and down, her chest rising and falling as she breathed hard, feeling her pleasures rise and mount as she slid his lips quickly up and down her shaft. With control pulled away from him his timings became off, the flicks and swirls of his tongue less precise, the suction of his lips more sporadic, leading to lewder, wetter sounds as he sucked and slurped on her length, beads of spit trailing down her throbbing cock to slicken the path of his fingers as he jerked her off, trying to keep pace with the erratic pace she was setting. His other hand, that until now had been, resting on her thigh moved down, finding it’s place cupping her sack, his fingers slipping under her heavy orbs to let them rest in the hot palm of his hand, his fingers gently moving and shifting, gently massaging them, admiring the pure softness of her smooth skin against his fingertips, idly, a corner of his mind wondered what it would be like to kiss, lick and suck on them, but with Lily currently dictating where and what his mouth was doing, it would be an experience for another time he reasoned. Lily was jerking her hips up to meet her thrusts, trying to be as gentle as she could be as she effectively fucked her Nephews face, at least being as kind as to not push into his throat, he was, after all, staying at his for the next two weeks, there would be time enough for that later. “A-ah, fuck, ah, Max, I’m, I’m getting close, do… Mm, do you want it on your face, or, or in your mouth?” she said, between gasps, her head tilted back, her eyes closed. The question seemed superfluous since it seemed she had no point had any intention of letting him up far enough to respond so was quick to resign himself to the fact that he would be tasting his first ever load of cum in just a few moments. “Uunnff!” she exhaled between gritted teeth as her hips jerked upward, her grip tightening as he felt her cock grow steely hard between his fingers, falling still for a heartbeat before, in a tangible series of events, her balls twitched in the palm of his hand, her cock throbbed with a definitive pulse in the other and in an instant, his mouth was filled with thick, hot seed. Aunt Lily saw stars on the inside of her eyelids as she began to pump her thick load into her Nephews waiting mouth, holding his head still so his lips remained sealed tight around her pulsing crown, depositing her creamy load onto his tongue, making him taste her essence. He let out a low moan as the sensations washed over him, the taste exotic, luxurious, delicious. Eagerly he swallowed, letting her creamy gift slide down his throat to settle in his stomach, suckling hard on her still pulsing shaft to drain every wonderful drop from her balls that he could. Lily, tensed throughout as she rode on the high of her climax finally relaxed, her hands falling down to her sides, feeling completely spent, her chest rising and falling fast as she panted, lips parted, staring wide-eyed unseeing at the ceiling. As he felt her grip relax, the pulsing of her cock slowly and ultimately stopping, her heart rate slowly, he indulged himself, letting the cock pop free from his lips he slowly stroked it from base to tip, squeezing hard he managed to find an extra drop of cum, which he greedily lapped up, before lessening his grip, gently massaging her wilting cock as he leaned in, nuzzling and kissing as the smoothness of her sack, letting his tongue roll over the firmness of her spent balls. “Oh… Oh god, Max, what would your mom say…” Lily panted, her eyes focusing, flickering down to see him, her softening cock resting on his face, obscuring one eye as he looked back up, his mouth pressed to her sack. Slowly he leaned back, smirking softly as he too breathed hard, “Dunno,” he said, simply, “But, whatever it would be, it wouldn’t be as bad as what she’d say after you fuck me later.” Lily felt a little shiver of anticipation run through her, if only she was twenty years younger, she could’ve shown her Nephew what a wild night was, “Mm, and after you fuck me too.” He smiled and stood up, leaning over to kiss her, soft and deep and they both couldn’t help but look forward to what was to come.

Laura charged through the front door to meet her younger sister Alexis sitting on the sofa watching the TV. Alexis didn’t expect her sister home so soon and was dressed in a light tank top, no bra and tight pj shorts. Laura was looking just as hot as when Alexis watched her longingly leave only an hour before. Laura’s sweet body was poured into a pair of white jeans, that showed off her perfect bubble butt. Laura was wearing a bra under a nearly see-through pink top. Both girls had light blonde hair, blue yes and the same sweet sexy nose. "I'm through with guys!" grunted Laura as she threw her jacket onto the floor. "Yeah, me too" mumbled Alexis through a mouthful of popcorn. Slumping down on the sofa Laura took a handful of Alexis's popcorn and began to watch the movie. She had a glazed expression on her face. Gulping down her last handful of popcorn Alexis gazed over to fifteen year old sister Laura. 'Fuck, sis is so cute when she eats.' Laura turned to face Alexis, who was smiling at her. "You okay Lex?" Alexis's smile broke and it quickly turned into a frown. "Yeah of course I'm okay. What are you staring at?" "Nothing...honestly it doesn't matter" muttered Laura as she reached for the remote. Alexis folded her legs beneath herself and became engrossed In the TV. It was a romance. Halfway through the film Laura begin to cry. Alexis put her hand on her sister’s shoulder. A jolt of electricity ran down Laura's spine. "You okay Laura?" questioned Alexis. Laura looked at her thirteen year old sister’s pretty face. Laura shook her head began to weep again. Alexis removed her hand from her shoulder and closed the gap between them. She put her arm around her sexy sister. Laura wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked at Alexis. "He's dumped me Lex. Danny has dumped me." Alexis fought hard to keep back a smile. "Don't worry sis it'll be ok, you'll find someone new, someone better…someone who deserves you." Alexis began to stroke Laura's hair slowly. Fanning it out between her fingers. "All guys are dicks Laura. You’re better off without one" Collapsing into Alexis's arms, pressing her perky titties into her sisters smaller ones. Laura began to breathe deeply. She was fighting back the tears. 'Fuck! This feels so good!' Alexis thought, as her body pressed tightly against her sister, her hands gently cupping her perfect ass. "I don't even know why he dumped me though Lex," Laura sniffled, "He just mumbled something about us not being compatible and then left me…" Laura began to cry harder. Her whole body shuddering with each sob. Alexis began to rock her sister gently. "Alone In the restaurant?" questioned Alexis. Laura nodded. "The asshole!" muttered Alexis through gritted teeth. Alexis continued to stroke Laura's hair. "You deserve better than that sis," said Alexis as she kissed Laura on the forehead as she let one of her hands lightly caress Laura’s breast. With the other hand Alexis began to trace her fingers up Laura's spine. 'How could I be enjoying this…hugging my sister?' thought Laura. She let out a little groan of pleasure before holding Alexis at arm’s length. Alexis was stroking Laura's face with the back of her hand. Staring into Alexis's eyes, Laura saw something flicker in her eyes... was it lust? Again Alexis threw her arms around her older sister pressing her thin body against Laura’s. "Alexis! What the hell…" Laura's sentence stopped by Alexis's lips pressing tightly against hers. Laura tried to push Alexis off her but Alexis gripped her by the arms and pushed her back onto the sofa. Alexis broke the kiss. "Alexis!! What the fuck, I’m your sister? You aren't a lesbian?! Are you?" said Laura her voice trembling slightly. "Ever wondered why I don't date guys sis?" questioned Alexis. Her eyes glinting mischievously. Seeing the quizzical look on Laura's face Alexis nodded as if she had read her thoughts. "I want you so much sis my pussy hurts," sighed Alexis before she began kissing and nipping at Laura's neck. "No Alexis stop…please," Laura half-heartedly tried to push her thirteen year old sister off her. Alexis's lips pressed once again against Laura's. Her Her hand wormed its way between her sisters legs and roughly grabbed at her pussy mound through the tight jeans. Alexis’s Her tongue forced Laura's lips apart and she began to kiss her passionately and deeply. Before she even realised it Laura was returning her sisters kiss. Their tongues wound around each other like vines. 'What the fuck! I’m kissing my sister?!' Thought Laura. The kiss was deep and sensual. It seemed to last forever. Finally Laura pushed Alexis off of her and slid off the sofa and scrambled to her feet. Alexis sat up with her legs bent beneath her. "It's not a big deal ya know sis," cried Alexis throwing her arms up into the air. "Not a big deal!?!? NOT A BIG DEAL!" Screamed Laura. " I’m your fucking sister and you just kissed me and felt my pussy up." "Excuse me, come on sis, at least be honest, you fucking kissed me back!" alleged Alexis as she got to her feet and walked towards Laura. "No. No I fucking didn't," muttered Laura. "Yes you fucking did," Alexis grinned as she put a hand on sister's shoulder; another jolt of electricity was shocked through Laura. Laura's gasped as she felt Alexis's hand on ass then suddenly her fingers were between her legs and caressing her cunt through the damp crotch of her jeans. "Alexis! Get...off…me," breathed Laura as she pushed Alexis once away then raced to her room and slammed the door behind her. Alexis decided to give her sister a little space and time. She was sure that she had ignited something between them but she knew if she pushed too hard all would be lost. She decided to make her sister one of her favorites a 1 percent milk shake, strawberry. Fifteen minutes later with milkshake in hand she arrived at Laura’s door. "Laura can we talk? I’ve got a strawberry shake for you?" Alexis’s voice was soft and sweet. After a moment, the door opened. Laura stood there, looking as sexy as ever. Alexis could see her stiff nipples poking out from under the pink top, and the crotch of her white jeans revealed per pussy slit. "Oh Laura, I'm so sor-" she began but she was hushed by a finger placed gently over her lips. "Laura you know I love…" Alexis stopped as Laura stepped closer her breathing was steady and her voice was hushed, while Alexis's breath was now ragged and hoarse. Laura traced her finger gingerly along Alexis's jaw-line, her hand caressed her sister’s cheek as she tilted her head slightly and moved in closer until their mouths were nearly touching. Alexis slid her hand down Laura's back, causing Laura to let out a small groan of pleasure. She spread her hand along the small of her back and guided Laura carefully towards her lithe form. Laura slit a leg between her sister’s thighs, they fit perfectly together. Alexis began to grind her leg against her sister’s pussy mound. Laura smiled as she pressed her leg into Alexis’s cunt. Smiling Alexis groaned quietly as she began to grind against Laura. Laura took her young sister’s face in her hands and kissed her long and hard. Alexis's hand slid down past Laura's back and squeezed her inner thigh tightly causing her to moan. Laura teased Alexis's lips apart with her tongue and began to kiss her deeply. Alexis didn't respond. 'Have I gone too far?' thought Laura. But this thought was washed away by Alexis's tongue meeting hers. She began to return the kiss, more passionate than before. The wet heat inviting, arousing. Stroking Alexis's thigh Laura bent it around her petite form and continued to kiss and grind her pussy into Alexis’s firm thigh. Alexis slid her hand down Laura's spine and squeezed her ass hard, sending another jolt of electricity through her. Laura broke the kiss and began to moan, as Alexis slid a hand underneath Laura's shirt. Alexis tickled her sister’s midriff childishly, causing Laura to let out a little giggle. Alexis's eyes locked with Laura and that tension was there again. Laura seemed to be glowing. Pulsating, inviting Alexis. She looked into her sister’s eyes, as if asking for permission, Laura nodded and Alexis slid off Laura's shirt and bra, revealing her firm round titties. Alexis bent down and began kissing at Laura's titites, nipping, sucking and teasing her nipples, enticing a moan out of Laura. Laura bent her head back and moaned loudly. "Oh…Alexis, oh my lovely sister," breathed Laura. Alexis cast her eyes up at her sister s she let her teeth scrape over her tender stiff nipples before sucking them deep into her mouth. Alexis would have sucked and licked her sister’s lovely breasts for hours had Laura not led Alexis to her bed then sat down behind her, and began to nipple at her lovely neck. "Oh fuck Alexis, I want you so bad too," mumbled Laura into Alexis's neck, "Come here!" she grabbed Alexis around her waist and pulled her down onto the bed. Alexis turned around to face Laura she became overwhelmed with passion. Laura smiled down at her sister and slowly took off her tank top. Alexis pushed off her pj shorts and panties to reveal her young, supple body. Laura let out a small groan as she cupped her sister’s firm little titties, giving the small pink nipples a pinch. Alexis groaned as she unbuttoned her sister’s jeans, pulling them off and tossing them to the floor. Immediately Alexis thrust a hand inside her sister’s thong and quickly slipped a finger into Laura’s soaked cunt hole. They both let out a loud moan. “Oh fuck, you are so beautiful little sis,” hissed Laura. “Let me show you who is fucking beautiful,” cried Alexis, as she rolled Laura over and mounted her, carefully, and bent down to kiss her. Alexis roughly removed her sister’s thong and slammed two finger s deep into her wet cunt. Laura groaned and lifted her arms above Alexis's head and pulled her down to kiss her. Alexis gently parted Laura's lips, and their tongues met in a torrid wave of passion. As Alexis continued to pound her fingers in and out of her sister’s cunt, grinding on her clit with each stroke. Breaking the kiss, they stared back at each other, they're breath ragged. Alexis started nipping at Laura's neck, whom tilted her head slightly giving Alexis more access. She trailed kisses down Laura stopping near her mid-riff to entice a moan out of her; she plunged her tongue deeply into Laura's navel, Laura groaned loudly. Alexis became extremely aroused by this, and continued to trail kisses down the entire length of her body, halting between her legs. She looked up at Laura, yet again. Her eyes awaiting permission. "Are you sure you want my hot little tongue inside your cunt sis?" asked Alexis "Cause I'm not going to stop this time." Laura nodded. Alexis smiled, and began to tease Laura’s cunt lips apart with her tongue. She let her tongue circle her sister’s stiff little clit, flicking over the little head with abandon. Alexis had to get inside her tongue inside her sisters pussy. Taste her, become her, but not before she brought her to the edge. Mercilessly Alexis licked and sucked at her sister’s engorged her clit. Laura began to moan, "More you hot little bitch, more," breathed Laura. Alexis sprawled her hand across Laura's stomach and squeezed her thigh with the other, as she continued to nip and suck at Laura flesh button. Laura's breathing became shallow and she began to breathe Alexis's name. Alexis became extremely aroused by this, and began to moan as she pleasured Laura. Her moans set small vibrations throughout Laura; who ran her hand through Alexis's hair, then pulled hard on her sister’s hair as she became more desperate to have her sister’s talented tongue deep inside her. "Please fuck me with your tongue," begged Laura, between her moans. Alexis was more than happy to oblige and plunged her tongue deep into Laura’s cunt. Laura began to grind her hips meeting every thrust of her sister’s tongue. Alexis continued to push her quick, tongue in and out of her sister’s dripping pussy. Laura’s breath began to quicken. “Oh fuck, my bitch sister is going to make me cum. Oh fuck Lex don’t stop, sis, please never stop!” As she tongue fucked her Laura hard and fast, Alexis captured her sister’s clit between her fingers and began to yank it back and forth, grinding her knuckles hard into the slick clit flesh. Laura’s entire body began to shuddered, as high pitched wail escaped her mouth. Alexis could feel her sister’s cunt walls clam onto her tongue and she knew Laura could take no more. Laura let out a loud screech as she humped her ass off the bed and her cunt erupted sending cum into Alexis’s mouth with such force it nearly gagged her. Swallowing hard Alexis clamped her mouth over her sister’s cunt hole and took the next cum squirt down her through ion two long gulps. After several torrents of cum that soaked Alexis’s face and tities, her sister’s climax finally subsided. She let out a big sigh of relief and began to moan quietly as Alexis lavished at the fruits that were left for her. Laura's body began to quiver as Alexis slid up to meet her, her thighs pressed tightly in between Laura's. Alexis pressed her little cunt hard into Laura's soaked pussy. Flesh against flesh. Before Laura could catch her breath Alexis began to grind her slick pussy into hers. Laura took her young sister’s head in her hands and kissed her deeply. Laura could taste herself on Alexis, and was highly aroused by it. She slid her hand down Alexis's back enticing a moan out of Alexis. Before sliding it between her legs, and slipping her middle finger into her sisters churning cunt. Laura began to nip and suck gently at Alexis's neck, Alexis arched towards her grinding her clit into her sisters cunt while Laura entered her from behind. Laura couldn’t get over how tight her sisters cunt was, she slammed her finger deeper seeking that special spot that would make her sister go wild. Alexis began to rotate her narrow hips grinding down harder and pushing her cunt back onto her sister’s finger. Laura knew is she let her sister persist for just one moment more she would cum. “Not yet you hot little bitch, I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste your little girl juice!” said Laura with a wicked grin. Laura skimmed down Alexis’s sweaty, cum soaked body. Alexis writhed beneath her. Laura roughly spread her sister’s legs began to gently kiss at Alexis’s puffy pink cunt. "Oh fuck Laura" breathed Alexis, as she gently guided Laura’s tongue towards her aching need. Laura slid her tongue fiercely into her sisters sloppy little cunthole. Grabbing Alexis’s perfect little ass Laura twisted her tongue deeper into her sister’s tasty pussy. Alexis screamed her sister’s name and rocked her hips toward Laura, meeting every stab of her lovely tongue. Alexis bit her bottom lip as Laura continued to tongue fuck her while she scrapped her long finger nails over her sensitive little clit. Laura couldn’t believe that she had her tongue deep into her little sister’s cunt when only a short time ago she was heartbroken over a useless guy. She smiled to herself as she let her fingernails pinch her sisters little clit. Alexis groaned and thrust her little body off the bed. Alexis looked down ad her sister, her lovely mouth clamped to her young cunt and was overcome with lust and love. How many nightrs had Alexis rubbed her wet little cunt to climaz imagining this very moment. Her want for her sister was finally being fulfilled. Now between tongue thrusts Laura nipped and sucked her sisters tiny throbbing clit. Alexis sat up and pushed Laura's head down, forcing her to tongue fuck her deep and hard. Laura hit that spot deep within Alexis, and the the young girl screetched like a cat in heat. Franticly Alexis traced her hands down Laura's back, tilting her head back, her jagged breathing returning. She humped her cunt toward Laura’s tonge, her breathing know in time with Laura's thrusts. Alexis began to rock her hips wildly, grinding her cunt into Laura’s face. Alexis threw her head back and moan her sister’s name as she was pushed to the edge. Not being able to fight it anymore, she gave in. Laura dominated, and the pleasure overwhelmed her. Gritting her teeth, and moaning in ecstasy. "Oh, fuck Laura, I’s going to cum all over your face!" she screamed "Laura!" Her eyes were half lidded and retreated to the back of her head, she thrust her hips one more time and a torrent of girl juice entered Laura’s mouth, spilling out and down her chin. Alexis griped the sheets and screamed as another load of sweet creamy come squirted into Laura’s mouth, which she swallowed and moaned wanting more. Alexis squirting a third volley of teen girl cum into her sister’s wanting mouth. Alexis fell back onto the bed her chest heaved. Laura crawled up the bed. Grinning. Alexis's eyes were glazed, as she tried to calm her breathing. Laura rested her head in the crook of Alexis's shoulder and stretched her arm over her tight little tummy. Alexis bent her arm beneath Laura and brought her into a tight hug. Their hot wet bodies entwined. Laura looked up at Alexis, who's breathing had now matched hers. Alexis smiled down at Laura, and kissed her gently on the forehead. "I Love you sis," whispered Alexis. Laura nestled against Alexis. "I know, little sis. And I love you," Laura said with a sigh. “Tell me, am I a better fuck than Danny?” Alexis asked with a devilish grin. “Oh baby sis, that dick head is nothing to me. You are my lover now. And I’m going to fuck your hot little body every chance I get. But we can’t let mom find out…” Laura said then kissed her sister long and hard. “Well, it wouldn't be so bad if mom found out. Maybe she would join us. I’ve been having fantasies about going down on mom since I saw her in the shower a few weeks back. Oh fuck, Laura I saw her shave her cunt! It made me so wet.” Alexis said pulling her sister closer. “Oh fuck, my clit just got hard again.” Laura moaned The two sisters giggled as they held each other closer they both drifted slowly off to sleep.

Chapter 1 As we left the first part I, Dan, a 38 year old Navy Seal, recuperating from an injury sustained in Afghanistan almost a year ago, to my leg and knee. Right now I am on Desk Duty, since I can no longer partake with my Seal Team members. I act as a consultant for them, when they are deployed in some god forsaken area of the world. I live with my sister in law, although I don’t know what she really is called now, since my brothers death, over 5 years ago. He was cheating on her, and leaving a motel, after one of his little encounters with some bimbo, when a teenager, drunk, ran a red light and t-boned his car, killing him instantly. My brother was 5 years older than I, and his wife, Jackie, is 4 years older. I needed a place to stay, while finishing my rehab. I could have stayed on base, but not with the Team, where I normally would bunk out. So I asked Jackie, who I stayed close with, since John’s death, if I could stay there until I found a place. She told me that I was to stay there until I was fit to return to active duty. No arguments were to be given. We’ve always got along great and flirted too, even when she was married. But staying there we grew closer. I felt more than just a love one has for a sis-in-law. I found out plenty about her marriage to John as well. I never knew he cheated on her so much. I couldn't understand it either. Jackie is a smoking hot blonde. 5’7, 125 lbs, but with small breasts, B cup I would imagine. She keeps her hair kind of on the short side, above her shoulders. She told me that they eventually took up swinging with her best friend Mandy, and her husband Jim. This happened 3 years prior to his death. But I guess that didn’t wet his appetite enough, that he started fooling around again, until his untimely demise. Then to find out too, that Mandy and Jackie were Bi lovers and this was really her only sex that she was getting since then. Then one night she asked me what I thought about being her partner for swinging with Mandy and Jim. She said it was just sex, and that we’d probably not indulge with each other, which is not what I really wanted. She thought it would be too weird for us to fuck. So we did do it with Mandy and her husband Jim. It was fun and Mandy is one spitfire of a lady in bed. Her and I fucked twice, right next to Jim and Jackie. Then when the night ended, she went to her room and I went to mine. I was massaging my wounds and ready to apply a cream to combat the pain and soreness, when: “Need a hand with that?” she asked Not sure why, but her walking in and me being naked, I grabbed the sheet and pulled it up and over my bare cock. “Really…. After what we all experienced tonight?” she said, then chuckled. “Here” as she stood there and pulled the shirt over her head, exposing her nakedness to me. Her nipples were rock hard now, and I just stared. “Better?” she asked, as she sat down next to me and started rubbing my knee and thigh. Then she took the cream and rubbed it in. She did slowly and sensually, actually. She looked at me and smiled as she did it. “So… did you enjoy what we shared tonight?..... I certainly did.” she asked in a soft voice “Yes.. It was fun….. You were right too…. She is a spitfire, that’s for sure…. You Jim seemed to enjoy it a great deal.” She was now wiping her hand off with the wet wash cloth, removing any of the cream from her hand, then dried it off with the towel. Then her hand came down on my thigh, above where my scar is and started rubbing it lightly. My cock was starting to grow now because of this. I hope this isn’t a tease again. “Honestly…. I had a great time. Especially after we got going….But, to be truthful…. I had a pang of jealousy strike me twice tonight…. Once in the pool, when I saw you two making out, and then when you entered her….. I know that is dumb, but……..” she said, then looked at my growing cock. “It’s not dumb… I had the same feelings going on too…. When you two were making out in the pool, and then when I saw you get on him…..I wanted you so bad then.” I said. “Yeah… What was with that kiss, in the kitchen, after, you know….” “That really turned me on seeing you do that….. I just wanted you to know, I was cool with all of this….The whole night then was a turn on for me….But what really turned me on is when you grabbed and held my hand, then we kissed while those two screwed us.” “Yeah…. That turned me on even more too…. So will this turn you on?” She leaned over and took my cock into her mouth and started sucking it. It felt great what she was doing. Then she deepthroated me. My hand went to her face and stroked it lightly, as she did this. But I needed to know if this was a one time deal, or something more. “Jackie… Wait… Baby… Please” I begged. Her mouth popped off of me and looked at me. “D…. what’s wrong? Don’t you like that?” she asked with a somber tone. “Baby… I’d love anything you would do to me. Christ… I’ve wanted you since I was a young pup……. But I don’t want this if it is a one time deal….. I want you all the time, and not just sexually either.” Jackie stood up, then moved a knee to the bed, and then straddled me. She was holding my cock up and positioning her pussy over it. She looked down at me with smoldering eyes. “Dan…. Baby… I too want this…. I’ve waited way to long, and then everything that happened tonight…..Trust me, this will not be the last time we do this….. I’m yours for now on…… Take me Baby… Make love to me” she said as she lowered her wet pussy over my cock. She lowered herself down, until she was fully seated. I was buried deep inside the treasure I have so longed for. She gasped, once I was fully inside her. “You Ok?” I asked “Never better Sweetie…. Just need a few to get used to you…. You are a little bigger than Jim and…. Been a while since I have done this so much…..oh God.. You feel amazing” “Jac… I’m not sure I can cum again, but I will enjoy every second of this.” I said “It’s okay Baby…. Christ, I've cum at least 5 times tonight, and I don’t care if either of us do now, either. I just needed you inside me….. I’m pretty tired from all the activity tonight…..But God, you feel wonderful…… Just so you know, I am sleeping here tonight…. My bed is a mess” I just smiled, then reached over to the night stand and hit the button for the light. We made very slow love for about 10 minutes, then I pulled her down to me and told her to go to sleep. No arguments from her, and within a minute, I could hear a soft, slow breath come from her. I was awakened by the smell of sausage and I believe coffee. I’m not even sure when Jackie got up, for I was dead to the world. After relieving myself and brushing my teeth, I put on a pair of boxers, since I didn’t want to freak her out being naked, and walked to the kitchen. Jackie was reaching up into one of the upper cabinets, and the silk blue shirt she was wearing, rode up her body, revealing her gorgeous, naked ass. Good sign, I thought. When she turned around, I could see her one boob, since most of the buttons were undone, except for the bottom two. “Good Morning Gorgeous…. When did you get up?” I asked “Morning Sweetie… About an hour ago……. I was going to bring this to bed and enjoy breakfast in bed with you.” she said. “Sorry…. Shall I go back?” “Heavens no Silly… we’re up now….. I would ask how you slept, but I already know…. Like a log” then laughed. “Last thing I remember was you laying on top of me asleep….. That felt great, by the way.” “I woke up about 2am, but then slid off to the side of you, then cuddled up…… Two things I liked though” she said “What’s that?” I asked “You didn’t snore, nor do you move around much.” she said, then smiled. We ate in relative silence then. No talk of the previous night, or what we experienced together, later. That made me wonder if what happened last night between us, was a bad idea. My feelings for Jackie are strong, but I did not want to lose her because we had sex. We both did up the dishes together, and then I told her I was going to shower. She took my hand in hers, and told me to come on. She led me to her master bath, and turned on the shower. When she dropped her shirt to the floor, I just stared at her beauty. My member just started growing at the sight of her. She smiled when I revealed my nakedness to her, then walked into the shower. This shower is big. The wall across from the shower has a bench seat built into the wall. I guess for Jackie to shave her legs. The water was warm, as Jackie took body wash and placed it one of the frilly wash things. She lathered my whole body, taking extra time when she was around my groin. It felt so good when she ran that thing over my hard cock, and stroked me a few times. I now did the same to her. I was so slow and deliberate. I found all of her nooks and crannies, and when I let a finger explore her inner lips, I her her gasp some. Then I reached for the shampoo, and had her wet her hair. I washed her hair for her, while also massaging her scalp. As I did this, she moaned a few times. Then we took turns rinsing off. Then she placed her arms around my neck and we kissed. As we kissed, my hard cock was trapped between my body and her’s. My hands, naturally found their way to her lovely butt cheeks and squeezed gently. I loved how she kissed. It was passionate, yet sensual. Her tongue danced with mine, then explored my mouth, then mine explored hers. Jackie then released me, and fell to her knees. She looked up at me and smiled. “Like the wench last night, I love sucking cock too…...But unlike her, you can cum in my mouth, but don’t have to kiss me….But I want you too” She was just as good as last night. She took me all the way down her throat, which amazed me. Then I could feel her tongue also licking me. It only took like 5 minutes of this and I was ready to blow, so Let her know. She only increased her speed and then had her hand help. I lost it then and started shooting my seed into her mouth. She never stopped sucking or stroking, until my legs almost gave out. She stood then and we kissed. She didn’t swallow all of it, and the kiss was so erotic. She would slip some in my mouth, then suck it back out. I really wanted to pick her up and slam my cock in her and fuck her silly. That’s how turned on she had me. Instead, my hands grabbed her butt, firmly, and picked her up. She broke the kiss and giggled. I asked her to slide the door open, and without drying off, i carried her to the bed and gently laid her on the bed and asked her to slide up. Water beads dripped all over her body, and she looked so sexy then. I knelt between her legs and bent down. She thought I was going to kiss her again, but my head moved to her one breast, and I licked it. I licked it all over, including her nipple, which was hard as a pebble now. Then I took into my mouth and sucked, then gently bit it. This made her moan loudly. I did the same to the other. Her breasts are not big. Nowhere near the size of Mandy’s, but they are more sensitive too, especially during a sexual encounter. To me, her breasts were the perfect size. As I sucked and nibbled, her one hand played with the other. After almost getting her to cum then, I broke away and looked down on her. Her face was flush with expectations, and the lust in her eyes told me all I needed to know. “You know…. Your breasts are perfect…..Perfect size and shape, and oh so sexy to look at, then lick and suck upon………. Mandy may have big tits, but to me, that’s not all that sexy.” “Oh Danny……...I need you Baby.” she cooed. “Now it’s my turn to return the pleasure you just gave me…. Lay back, and enjoy” “Oh D…….. I have to leave in an hour.” she sighed “More than enough time, for now” I whispered I lay now on my stomach and caressed her pussy with my hand. It was baby smooth, and glistening with her juices. I’ve waited years to finally taste this beautiful woman, and I am going to savor every second of it. Plus, there is times, I’d rather eat a woman then fuck. When my tongue made contact, she moaned loudly. I explored everywhere down there. I wanted to know every millimeter of her sex region. I purposely stayed away from her clit, which was already swollen, and quite large. I even let my tongue wander to her rosebud hole. This made her push her body up to give me better access to it. My fingers got busy inside her too. Exploring as much as I could. I found that rough patch that all women crave to be touched, either by hand, or by cock. I worked it, and licked, bringing her close to orgasm 4 times, only to back away and let her calm. “Damn it Danny…. I need to cum so badly….. Make me cum” she pleaded. This time, I licked more and more. My fingers were deep inside her, moving at a quick pace. Her hips were gyrating all over the place, like she was helping me. When my lips encircled her clit, that was it. She started yelling and moaning so loud now. My fingers were actually fucking her and my mouth was sucking her clit. Than she shrieked loudly and offered me her cum, which started shooting out of her. My face and neck, and her ass cheeks were covered in her cum. She is the second woman I have ever had cum like that. She is the only woman I want to make squirt now. Mandy will never experience this. This is between Jackie and me. After a few minutes, her breathing returned to normal and she looked at me…. “Oh my God Dan…. you are the second person to make me do that…. Mandy is the other….. I need you inside me now.. Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee” “Not now Baby….. You need to get going, remember?.... I promise to take care of later, when you are home.” She pouted a little, but then sat up. Her hand went between her legs and wiped herself, feeling how wet she was. Then she wiped it on her face. “What are you doing?” I asked “Since I have to meet the Wench, I want her to know you and I just made love…. This will drive her crazy”, then laughed. I just shook my head and chuckled. When her legs hit the floor and she stood up, she was a bit wobbly. I just lay there and watched her dress. First a thong panty, then some loose shorts, and a pull over shirt. When she was done, with that and fixing her hair, she came over and gave me very passionate kiss, then said, “I may be gone awhile…. Meeting with Mandy about a project she is into, and then seeing Amy….. Could I ask a favor though? Could you strip the bed here for me… Since you just made it a mess…. Well, more of a mess than what it was.” “Aya.. Aye.. Captain” I said with a chuckle. “MMMMMMMMM… I love a man that takes orders well” she retorted Chapter 2 Jackie didn’t return until 6 that evening. While she was away, I went and shaved my groin area. The girls had said they like the look on a guy. We were both hungry, so we decided on pizza and had it delivered. As we waited, she told me about her day then. She said that Mandy knew immediately that we had sex, just by the look on Jackie’s face, but the smell confirmed it. Mandy was very happy about that. She had stayed at Mandy’s a few hours, then headed over to Amy’s, her sisters house. Now Amy is a smaller version of Jackie. Put them together and you knew they were related. Amy is a couple inches smaller though, and the last I remember, maybe 10 lbs heavier, but cute as hell too. She is also 3 years younger than Jackie, which is a year older than me. When John and Jackie got married, Amy and I were partnered together for the wedding party. I was 16 then, and Amy was 17, and had a boyfriend. I was always attracted to her, and felt she was to me, as well. But, she ran around with a different group of kids than I did, so we didn’t see each other often, but were always nice to each other. Then right after I graduated, I left for the Navy. During all of these years, I did see her at family functions, when I wasn’t out, saving the world from bad guys. She got married about a year after she left high school, and since then has had 2 kids, both in their teen years, a girl, and a boy. He husband Todd, is an ok guy, back then. And if she is anything like her sister in bed, a damn lucky man. The last time I saw her, was at John Jr’s graduation from high school, which was 4 years ago, or so. “You know, Amy was surprised to hear that you are staying here….. She didn’t know about you getting wounded, which was my bad…. I just kept that to myself, since I didn’t know what you wanted said, or not said.” “It’s cool… It not a national security issue…. How is she doing, anyways?” I asked. “I’m not sure actually…. I got some stuff out of her though… She said the she and Todd haven’t been on the same page lately, sexually….. Todd just hasn’t had the energy to have sex, nor the desire either.” she said. “Well, I hope Todd doesn’t do anything stupid like John did…. She doesn’t deserve that, nor did you.” I said “That thought went through my mind too…. When all the shit first started with me and John, Amy wanted to cut his balls off……. Then I told her about the 4 of us back then, with Mandy…. She thought that it was awesome we could do something like that. She said Todd would never go for something like that………. You know… She had a major crush on you, before and after the wedding.” I chuckled. “Yeah…. And I had one on her too, but she had a boyfriend…. So to me, that was off limits….. I thought she was so hot too.” “You big dummy…. All you had to do was ask her out… she would have said yes……. She only went out with Tony, to have something to do… she didn’t even have sex with him….. Well, if blow jobs don’t count.” she said, then laughed. I laughed, “To a teen, blow jobs count… To us, that’s scoring big time…. I almost asked her, when we were dancing the bridal dance together…. But I chickened out…. My loss, back then” She smiled a little, then said, “Kind of glad you didn’t, or we wouldn’t be here now, like this” then she giggled for a bit “You know, and I can’t believe I am telling you this….. I had to teach her how to give a blow job.” I had to laugh at that one. “Ohhhhhhhhhh? Who was the lucky guy?” “Dumbass” she said laughing. “No… I used one of my dildo’s back then…. I was 19 and she was 16…. I showed her the proper way, or at least the way I knew back then…. I got better in time……..But” and then she got quiet. But???????? Come on, no secrets remember?” I said Her face kind of turned red. “Amy was my first girl action….. There. Now you know” she said with a flustered voice. “So what? …… John showed me a good technique to jacking off.” “MMMMMMMMM…. I’d love to watch that one day………. When I was showing her how to suck and lick one, she asked what I had, so I showed her how I pleasured myself with it….. Then she tried it. She actually broke her cherry on it…. Scared the crap out of her too….. But then the next week, she wanted to try it again, and the next thing I know, I am between her legs licking her…. She did me too, and for two years, we pleasured one another.” “Damn Babe…. Now that is hot…….. Good thing John didn’t want me to suck his dick… I don’t think I would have done it.” I said. “You guys kill me….. You think nothing of two women having sex…. But you ever think we might like to witness you guys giving each other a blow job?....... I’d love to see that.” she exclaimed. I smiled at her, “Hey… one never knows nowadays though.” “MMMMMMMMMM…. I love an open minded man” Then she said, let’s watch this movie. So that’s what we did. She curled into my arms and we sat through this real sappy movie, with plenty of romance. When it was done, she said let’s call it a night. So I got up and started heading to my room. “Where the hell are you going?” she asked. “Bed” I replied. “Wrong way Sailor…..My bed for now on….. If we’re a couple, then we sleep together…… That way, I can take advantage of you easier.” She was quite surprised when she felt how smooth my cock region was. “Oh Baby… That feels so niceeeeeeeeee”, then we finally made love. I was even on top for this time. We both took our time, with no rush to it. It was sensual, soft, and romantic, and we both came about the same time. The only thing she wouldn’t let me do, was go clean her up. She said she wants inside her all night, but next time, clean me up. Chapter 3 It was now October. I was still in the Navy, but growing weary of my job now. I hated that I couldn’t train with the guys, like I used too. They were all very supportive of me, but I was losing the will to stay in. I already surpassed my 20 year mark, so if I retired, I could collect that pension. What bothered me the most was when they went on another mission. Most of the time, is was sit around and wait. I have no clue how our Base Commander could handle doing that all the time. When I was healthy, I was second in command, with only the LT, lieutenant, taking the lead. I, along with one other member, was also the dog handler. My dog was Rex. A beautiful German Shepard, who is nearing his end time in the field. You’d be amazed how many times, Rex has saved our butts, when in action. Over these last few month’s, Jackie and I became as close as a couple really could. We did almost everything together. But we also gave each other space, when needed. Especially after the team went on a mission. Although, I maybe in the command center, because of body cams, I saw what they saw, and most times it wasn’t something you wanted to see, or even talk about. When I was an operative, it took me a few days to decompress from what we experienced in the field. Jackie was very understanding of this, and let me be and did not force conversation’s that related to the mission. Not that I could really say anything as it was, but, she was so glad it wasn’t me in the field too. But I also did not like being this way with her. The Saturday preceding Labor Day, I asked if we could hold a small party for the team. A few times a year, the guys and their significant others would get together and just have fun, with no shop talk. Jackie loved the idea. She had always wanted to meet the guys as it is. She did ask if Mandy and Jim could come too, which I thought was a great idea. The party was fun and no one really got to shit faced. Even the single guys came, including Matt Jones, one of my best friends, who got a divorce 6 months ago, plus my CO. The wives and girlfriends welcomed Jackie into the family, as they called it, even though I wasn’t an operator anymore. That made me feel good, and Jackie too. Mandy was dressed casually, not showing off her wares, so to speak. She is definitely different in a group, than she is with just us four. She did come up to me at one point, when I was off by myself, and told me that if she was single, she’d let everyone of these hunks fuck her, one right after another. After getting to know this vixen, I truly believe she would too. I later told Jackie about what she said. She too believed that Mandy would as well. Then on the holiday, itself, we went over to Amy and Todd’s for a cookout. Amy already knew that Jackie and I are now a couple, and living together. She was extremely happy for us both, yet, you could see that she was in pain about something. I noticed it too, along with how Todd treated her and the kids. He basically ignored them. He was more preoccupied with his phone than visiting with us or having any real interaction. If any of us ask a question, he gave short, agitated answers. To me, that was a classic sign of someone cheating on their spouse. Seen it a couple of times on the team. At one point I wanted to take his phone and smash it, especially when Amy asked him something and he answered with “I don’t fucking care”. Amy didn’t deserve it, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. Since the first few times I met him, when I thought he was okay, I have now thought Todd as a selfish, conceited prick, but I never let that out. That evening, on the way home, Jackie was furious at him. “I know that son of bitch is screwing around on her…. If I catch him, I’m going to cut his balls off…….. He is putting my sister through hell right now, and the kids.” When we got home and got in bed, she basically attacked me. She was aggressive, yet sensual and passionate. It was like she was laying claim to me, and that she would do anything to make sure I was pleased. Hell, on the way home, I thought that there was no way she’d want sex. Since we made our commitment to each other, we make love at least 5 times a week, if not more. She is insatiable sexually. I’m not complaining either. Her favorite time is in the morning too. But we have yet to have that raw, unbridled sex, like we do when we visit with Mandy and Jim. I’d love for her to unleash that on me at times. She is so sexy then. Something I think we need to discuss one day. She will talk a little dirty with me, but not much. She says more with JIm and Mandy. I love when she does talk that way though. The one thing though, neither of us has said those magic words to one another. I believe we both feel it, but are afraid of what it may do. Also during these months, the four of played 3 more times, since that first night. Every time was fun and extremely sexual. And we, like Mandy and Jim, always ended the night, making love. But after the last one, we had a very open and frank conversation about the swinging. Jackie said that she really enjoyed doing this. It made her feel free, yet, she felt, it bonded us together even more than a monogamous relationship ever could. I told her too, that I really enjoyed it too. But most of all, I really enjoyed watching her with Jim, or Mandy. But if she ever wanted to stop, I would do so, without any hesitation. She said her only fear, and quite naturally, was that I would grow tired of her and cheat on her. I looked her right in the eye and said, “I love you Jackie…. I have no reason to cheat…. You are the only woman I want and crave in my life…… I will never treat you as one man did to you…. I promise you that” She was sitting on me then, and I was deep inside her, when I said this. She looked down at me and smiled. “Oh Wow…… I’ve longed to hear that from you… I love you too…… I’m yours Babe.” Then we went to this gala that one of the charities that Jackie is involved with. I actually wore a suit, which isn’t my bag, but for her, I’d do anything. Jim and Mandy were there too, as was Amy and Todd. All the women were dressed up. Jackie was wearing a black dress, tasteful yet sexy looking. The diamond necklace she wore really set it off. Mandy wore a cocktail dress. She too was sexy as sin, and knew it, but was reserved. Amy had on a white dress, that was classy, yet hugged her curves and made her look very appealing. The six of us had our own table, and when all together, we were having fun, except for Todd, who was rather distant. After dinner was dancing, which Jackie and I did a lot of. Jim and I exchanged dance partners a couple of times, and we had a blast. Jackie and I were dancing a slow sing when she whispered to me, “The next dance, ask Amy, please”. So I did. As we dance, Amy folded into my arms with ease and we danced. But while we danced, Amy admitted that she was unhappy, not only with tonight, but her life for damn near a year. I told her she needed to do something to make her happy again, and if that meant, divorcing, then do it. Then she let me know that sisters do talk. “You know Dumbass…. This could have been me and you dancing as a couple” she said “What are you talking about?” I asked “Back in high school and the wedding… I had a major crush on you and wanted to go out with you… All you had to do was ask.” “Yeah… and I had one for you… But you had a boyfriend then…. I was taught to respect that… Plus, you could have asked me too” “Girls didn’t ask guys out back then…. But, I am glad you and Jackie are together…. She really loves you, and I can see that you love her too… So that makes me happy…… I’ll be honest, I was really sad when you joined the Navy.” Of course I relayed what Amy had said to Jackie, later that evening. She just chuckled and said, “Sisters don’t have secrets Babe”, which of course, made me wonder what else they share. It was now the first weekend in October. Jackie and I talked for hours the night before about my decision to leave the service. She said she would support any decision I made. I told her I was going in on Monday and handing in my papers to start the retirement process. She asked what I was going to do with myself then, and I was honest. I hadn’t a clue just yet. We both knew, money was not an issue, for either of us. Though Jackie was now working part time at the animal clinic my dad used to own. That Sunday then, we were sitting on the deck, just being lazy. Both of us had books and were reading, and working on our tans. It was in the 80’s and gorgeous. Great thing about living in Virginia, especially down by Norfolk, the weather is generally great. Jackie’s phone rang while we were lounging in the chaise lounge chairs. As she was talking, she would wink at me, letting me know Mandy was on the phone. Of course, being the perv I am, I was sneaking peeks at Jackie as she unconsciously kept spreading her knees apart. Very nice view, if I say so. They talked for like 15 minutes, until Jackie finally hung up. “Wow… What was that about?” I asked “Well… I know you have an open mind, so keep it that way until I am done here…. Mandy and Jim are meeting their friends from Richmond, Sandy and Joe, in two weeks, at a cabin they own, just across the border in Carolina.” she started “They would like us to come with them… I have met this couple one other time…. It was a month and half before he died…… We met them for dinner one evening and then we were to go back to Mandy’s and play…. When it was suggested, after dinner, to go, John said, no thanks, and we left.” “Really?” I asked “Yeah… Can you believe that?.......... He said, on the way home, he didn’t feel the vibe with them…….. I was shocked…… I mean, he lived for the partying with Mandy and Jim and now he had a chance to be with another woman, and he said no…. I mean my antenna was already up, because he was into old habits again, and now this.” “How about you? Were you up for it?” I asked “Yeah I was….. I won’t lie D….. I really enjoy swinging….Maybe it’s wrong to be like that, but I really do….. And, I found Sandy very attractive, as I did Joe…. So yeah. I was looking forward to it………..God…….. You probably think I am some slut now.” “Oh will you stop that…. I have never thought that, nor will I ever……… In fact I am very attracted to you because of who you are, and what you like.” She smiled, then said, “ I guess when we are with others, I feel as though I can live out fantasies and be really free with myself.. If that makes sense……. Now Joe and Sandy are a little older….. I know they are now in their late 40’s…….. Joe is about your height, but definitely not in the shape you are in, but in a couple of pictures our Mandy has shared, quite well hung….. Sandy is a little shorter than me, and if I had to guess, C cup tits…… She’s a redhead too….. She does have a tummy though… I mean not fat, but some bulge there…. Who knows, maybe that turned John off, though he never said.” “Babe… Let me ask you this question…….. Would you like to try it with them?..... Because it does sound interesting.” I asked “Honestly….. Yes, as long as you are with me and you will enjoy it too……. I mean, I have seen porn with group action and it always turned me on……… naked bodies all over the place having sex.” “MMMMMMMM, you like porn huh? …….. Learn something new daily with you.” I chuckled after I said it “Yeah I do…. So does Mandy and Jim…. Maybe some night this week, we’ll watch one on TV…… But be on guard, cuz I get real horny then, and I’ll probably fuck your brains out” “Babe…. How come you never really talk dirty to me when we are making love?” I asked “Oh God Dan…….. I didn’t think you wanted me like that…..You are always so tender and loving when we make love, and trust me, I love that…….. But I can let loose now and then for you……….. We need to talk more about what we like and stuff.” Just then, the french door from the kitchen to the deck opened, and out walked Amy. “Shit” I thought. My cock was just starting to grow, in hopes of fucking my beautiful girlfriend on the deck. I quickly covered up with the book I had. “Whoa” Amy said. “Sorry to barge in on you two…… I like the dress code around here though.” Jackie, unfazed by this intrusion, just giggled, “What’s up Sis?” Amy, grinned, then said, “By the looks of things, I would say Dan was well on his way……. Dan… it’s ok, I’ve seen dick before” I knew I had to be turning ten shades of red now. But I held my composure as Amy sat down next to her sister. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, without a bra, like her sister usually does. Their chest are similar, with Amy’s being a bit bigger. “I’ve made a decision and want you to know about it…… I am seeing a lawyer tomorrow and asking for a divorce” she said in a methodical voice, without much emotion. “Are you alright Sweetie….. Can I help in any way?” Jackie asked “I’m okay… really, I am…. I’ve cried since Thursday…. That’s the day I got the pictures from the private investigator I hired to follow that fucker.” “I knew it… I just knew it” Jackie said. “I knew it too…. Just was hoping I was wrong….. They showed him entering a motel room, kissing and fondling each other, then coming out again 2 hours later… Again, kissing and fondling one another… Three different days……. He told me had to work late at the office going over spreadsheets for a big project…. The only spread he was looking at was that whores spread legs.” “Who is she?” Jackie asked. I was keeping quiet. “Who else…. His skank ass secretary…. She’s like 26, but has at least 30 pounds on me…. I mean, what the fuck…….. I can understand young, but fatter than me?.......... I mean, we did anything he wanted in bed, and I mean anything…..blow jobs, anal, you name it, we tried it at least once…… so what the fuck does she have, or will do, that I don’t?” then started crying. Jackie held her tight and was rocking with her as she sobbed. Then she found her composure again and spoke. “You know, we even discussed swinging, like you and shithead did…. Sorry Dan, no offense to you.” Amy said “None taken Ame’s… I know he was a shithead…. Remember, I was his brother” I said with a laugh. Jackie said, “That didn’t work out in the end for me either… It did in the beginning, but you really have to be committed to each other for that to work.” “I know… But I was willing to try it out… We watched a few porn's with it, and I’ll be honest, I got real turned on by it” Amy explained “Well… you need to do whatever it is to get yourself happy again… I mean that too… This is about you now…. The kids are old enough to understand… They’ll get through this.” Jackie said “So tomorrow, I am going to the bank first, and creating my own account, and taking all but hundred bucks from our shared one….. Fuck him if he thinks he can control me with money… Then I see the lawyer.” Amy continued “Well, if you need anything, Dan and I are here for you… Just remember that” “Your support is all I need right now Sis…..And Dan………. When this is all done and over with… if you have any single, and hot Seal buddies…. Send him my way………. Sorry again for barging in like that…. Looks like you two were going to enjoy something, but now I killed that mood….Sorry” she said sheepishly. Chapter 4 Later that night, Jackie and I were snuggling on the couch, watching some remodeling show. She then excused herself and went upstairs. After about 15 minutes, I was wondering if she went to bed. Then I saw coming down the stairs. She took each step slowly, and I might add, seductively. My jaw may have dropped but cock was definitely getting up. “ Wow”, I thought. She was wearing black, high heels. Her long legs were encased in black, thigh high stockings. As I scanned higher I saw that her sex was covered by a small, red lace, trimmed in black thong, which was hugging her pussy lips, nicely. ( When I die and come back, I really want to be a pair of woman’s thong or bikini panties. Lol) Her top was red lace to, fringed with back, like the thong. I know there is a name for it, the style, but don't know it, just that was the type that went from a thin shoulder strap to the material. Then, instead of covering her breast, it went below them, highlighting them. When she got about five feet from me, she stopped and looked down at me. My cock was super hard now, just waiting to be released from my boxers. “Like what you see, Stud” she said in a sultry voice. All I could do was nod my head. “Good. I bought this a couple of weeks ago, just waiting on the perfect moment to put it on…… I very very sexy, and extremely horny right now…..Tonight, you get to see me as I really like being, at times. A total, unabashed, Slut” Then she walked over to the arm chair that faced the couch I was on. She maneuvered herself so her legs were draped over each arm, then started rubbing her pussy. “Baby… Take your shorts off and lay back and stroke your big cock for me, while I finger my Hot, Wet, Cuntttttttt” as she put emphasis on the word cunt. I’ve never heard her use this word before. She smiled when she saw me stroking my cock. Her one hand moved the thong out of the way, letting me have a perfect view of her engorged pussy lips, which were glistening from her juices. I think being around Mandy has really turned her into a very wanton woman now. “You like watching my play with my hot cunt?........ I don’t use this word often Baby, but only you will ever hear it from me……. And only when we are being such a dirty couple…. But, I can’t wait to get your hard cock in me, so I can cum all over it. I got up then, and went to her. I needed to be in her, but I also wanted us in bed. For once we start, I want no interruptions. I took her hand and gently pulled her to her feet. I had her put her arms around my neck and told her to hang on tight, and picked her up by her great ass. She knew what I wanted and wrapped her legs around me. Then it took but just a couple of tries, but my cock found its home and slipped in. “Fuck Yeah babyyyyyyyyyyyy” she cooed as I started walking us upstairs. She giggled a few times, but for the most part, nibbled my ear and moaned a great deal. Once by the bed, I set her down and got to my knees and ate her. I was so jacked up now, I ate her like a man who hadn’t eaten for months. Although she didn’t squirt, she did have a powerful orgasm. Then I asked her to get on her hands and knees, right at the edge of the bed. I leaned down and licked her asshole, then her pussy, and back to her ass. She turned back towards me and said, “I love you licking my ass….. One day soon, I want your cock there Love.” Tonight, I wanted to try a bunch of positions, but first was doggie, one we hadn’t tried yet. For about 5 minutes I slammed her, and the more I slammed, the more she yelled out to fuck her harder. “Oh Fuck Danny……… You are so fucking deep inside me” she yelled one time. Then we switched so she was on her side now, with one leg held high, and we fucked in that position. As we fucked, she rubbed her clit, setting herself off, in another orgasm that made her whole body shake. Now I don’t care what any man tells you, but when your woman is in this type of sexual mode, being a total slut, you love it. I know I am. I was getting close to cumming. In fact I don’t know how I lasted so long, as it was. I asked her to lay on her back then. I kneeled between her legs and sunk back in. We started going at it again. When I pushed her legs way back and started pounding she let loose a long cry, then said. “Oh Shit Baby…. I love this way……..Fuck… Fuck……. Fuck…….. You are so deep!” “Holy Fuckkkkkkkkk Baby….. I’ve never felt you this hard before…. I’m going to cummmmmmmmmmmm” I kept assaulting her pussy with hard slams, while she was on a non stop orgasm. Then I felt my balls drawing up, letting me know they needed a release. I pumped in her one more time and pulled out, and started spraying her tits and belly with my cum. She was smiling as she watched my cum spurting all over her. I let go of her legs and had to place my arms on either side of her, to brace myself from falling on her. We both had sweat dripping from us. This was the most intense sex session we ever had, but hopefully, far from the last. She started cooing and moaning when I started licking my cum from her. When I had most of it in my mouth, I moved up and found her mouth open, and awaiting my juice. Once, most of it dripped into her hungry mouth, we kissed so passionately. She pulled me down onto her and her tongue was deep in my mouth. When we finally broke the kiss, all we could do is pant. Then I rolled off of her. She moved to face me on her side and started playing with my dick. She kept stroking it, making it become hard once more. “ Hope you didn't think we were done yet Lover…. Far from it.” She said. She lowered her mouth to it and gave me a good 5 minutes of pleasure. Then got to her knees and straddled me. She got a wicked look on her face. My cock was so deep in her. “ Fuck Baby…… I've never felt your pussy this hot and tight before….. You are so sexy tonight, and I love it.” “ Good…. I think Slutty Jackie needs to come out more…… I mean I love your gentle love making. I actually crave it…. But I love this too….. Thank you for telling me what you want….. no more holding back… I love you” We fucked hard again, but she was in control. Speeding up, then slowing down, taking us both to the brink of cumming a few times. I could tell she really wanted to cum now. She switched so that she was squatting over my cock. Her hands braced against my chest. I started fucking her like a jackhammer now. She started crying loudly, “ That's it….. Fuck yeahhhhhh….make me cum” I was close too,, and I reached up and grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard. That was it for her. She let a loud moan as her orgasm took her whole body. I looked down as she was cumming and saw that she was squirting all over my cock and balls. When I saw this I just started releasing my seed deep into her honey hole of pleasure, I pumped a lot of cum into her, now mixing with her love juice. I was very loud too, announcing my own orgasm. Jackie collapsed on top of me now, and we lay there, trying to return to normal. After like 5 minutes, Jackie pushed up, and was sitting again on me. My cock was still in her, half erect. She wiggled her butt and smiled. “ Oh…...My…...God...D” she said while gasping for breath. “ That was the most intense, raw, and fulfilling sex I have ever had. I've never squirted from a cock before….And… you are still pretty hard…. Wow” “My God Jac… That was awesome….. Promise me I get experience that again, but only for us” I said. “Oh God Yes…. This is only for us….. But know this, I want to grow old with you…. So not only have this body, but you have my heart too.” “I love you Jackie…….You have my heart too, forever” I said, and then we kissed. Of course, she couldn’t resist moving her hips back and forth, which made me moan. “God Babe….. You are insatiable” I said with a chuckle. “Only for you Sailor Man, Only You” she cooed out She stopped moving. “I don’t think I could go another round…. You wore me out Baby… But I would like for you to fall asleep in me, once I get off.” “I’d Like that Jac…. Like that a lot” I whispered. “I forgot to tell you…. Earlier this evening, Amy texted me…… She said to tell you, you got a nice looking cock….. And she wouldn’t mind trying out once, to see what she missed out on….. That was after calling me a selfish bitch, of course” laughing after she said it. I just rolled my eyes after she told me. Then she said, “Little does she know…. I enjoy sharing you….. If the opportunity ever arose, I would let her….. That is if you are okay with it too.” “You’d be good with that?” I asked “Of course….. We both like the sharing side….. Plus…. I’d love to be with her again, like we used to do.” she said as she slid off of me, and laid on her side, then pulled me to her and help stick me back in. Sleep came quickly to us. Chapter 5 A few days later I was called into the CO’s office. He let me know that my retirement was approved and I would be released on the 15th of November. “Ok” I thought, another month I could get through, no problem. I was not sure what I'd do after this though. When I got home, and told Jackie, she was so happy. We went out for dinner to celebrate. Once home we made slow, passionate love. Nothing like Sunday night, but that was good. Like she said, she craved this more than anything, as I did too. That weekend, Amy stopped by. Jackie and I both gasped when we saw her. She was sporting a shiner around her one eye. She then explained about the fight her Todd had Monday night when she informed him of the impending divorce. He not take it well and words turned to violence and he backhanded her. Her daughter Amber, called the cops to put an end to this. Both Jackie and I were boiling mad after listening to her. I asked for her phone, which she reluctantly gave to me. Once I was in her contacts, I found him in the “A’s”. She changed his name to Asshole. So I dialed it. He answered after the third ring. “What do you want Cunt” he said. “Hey…. That's no way to speak to her Asshole” I said. “Fuck you Dan…. It's not any of your business” he yelled into the phone. “You made it my business when you hit her Shitbird…… I would suggest highly that you treat her nicely and respectful and keep this experience civilized…. If you ever harm her, or the kids, again…… well I'll show you what uncivilized truly is…… do you read me loud and clear?” I said with a very monotone voice, but laced with menace. All he said was yeah and then hung up. Amy had tears in her eyes, as did Jackie. Amy came up and hugged me tight and thanked me. Jackie and Amy then hugged. She stayed another thirty minutes filling us in on what will transpire throughout this ordeal. She also informed us about a slip of the tongue with her parents, telling them about Jackie and I dating now. Oops. Their parents live in Florida now, but Jackie hadn't told them yet. She wanted to make sure we were going to make as a couple. I understood her thinking and would have done the same. Her parents have always been nice to me and her dad, being a former Navy man, always treated with respect, especially when he knew what I did. As Amy was leaving, she gave me another hug and soft kiss on the lips. Then she and Jackie hugged and kissed. Their kiss lasted a bit longer than two sisters should probably have kissed. I swear, I could see lust in Amy’s eye, when they finally broke the hug and kiss. Jackie, after her sister left, took her phone and dialed her mom. They talked for a good 30 minutes or so. As they talked, I went back out on the deck, to give them privacy. Later, when she was done talking, she came back out and told me that her parents were okay with us dating, just a little disappointed that Jackie hadn’t told them. Like I said, her parents always liked me, and my only hope was they never thought of me as they did John, after he started cheating on Jackie. The next week was a blur. The team was out training at Quantico, for some reason. They sometimes do that, but not to often. But I was kept very busy, going over plans for a future endeavor. Since I had plenty of field work, my insight was very valuable to the planners. Now it was the Friday of the weekend we were to go with Mandy and Jim, down to their friends place in Carolina. We both were looking forward to it, but neither of us were really high on the idea. Maybe it is because we would be with people we didn’t know. For me, this was all new, but I was open minded and I do enjoy being with Mandy and Jim, in that environment. That, and the fact, both Jackie and I have a bit of exhibition in us and we really like having sex with Jim and Mandy. But, around 1pm that Friday, I got a call from my best friend Matt Jones, otherwise known to us on the team as, Trigger. Matt is a sniper on the team. He goes into overwatch, and protects us from the bad guys. Plus, he is also a computer whiz and can hack almost any system. Great to have around if you come up with some laptop in a raid and need to know what the shitheads are up too. Anyways, Matt informed me that the team was on standby. That meant something was about to go down, and that all members had to report back to base until further notice. I called my CO and asked him what was up. He said he was just about to call me about it. He said that I didn’t have to come in, just yet, but stay close by, because once the team was wheels up (take off in an airplane), then I would be needed. He said he was sorry if this put a crimp in any plans I had. He also informed me that Rex, my dog that I was handling, got injured down at Quantico. He tore up ligaments in his back leg. Since he wasn’t going to be with them much longer, they were going to give him out to a Rescue Center, for adoption. That didn’t set well with me. But I would have to ask Jackie about it. After hanging up, I went and found Jackie. I hope she doesn’t get to disappointed. “Honey… I just took a call from the Base… The team is on standby, which means I am on standby as well.” “Oh… Okay… So we can’t go this weekend then?” “Yeah…. I’m sorry…. But if you want to go, you can…. I know you were looking forward to it.” “No way am I going without you….. To be honest… I am relieved somewhat.” she said “Why Hun”... I thought you wanted to do this.” I asked “I do… But then, I don’t…. I mean I love what the four of do together…. I’m just not sure I want that with that other couple….. If that makes sense” “It’s cool with me…. I felt the same way…..What we four do is awesome… The best part is when I get to watch you with those two, but sharing with the others… Well I guess I have some apprehension….. Maybe we try it some other time, or find another couple we think we could share like that.” “I knew I loved you for a reason….. We’ll have our own little party here this weekend, unless you have to leave.” she said “Right now, I can stay here, until the team is on a plane, then I have to go……. This is the hard part for them…. The sit and wait….. This usually means some State Department wienny is trying to make this come to a diplomatic conclusion…. But the team will just sit and wait it out until one way, or the other, a solution is found.” I explained to her. “But… There is one more thing I was told about….. The dog I handled, Rex, he was injured this past week, at training. He tore some ligaments in his back leg. And since he is drawing to an end, for his service life, they are going to ship him off to a Rescue Shelter… So, I was wondering, would you like a dog?” “Oh Wow… Really?... is he house broken and such?” she asked with a smile. “Oh hell yes….. Very well trained too…. Plus he would give me peace of mind when you are alone out here.” “Of course it is alright…. I know you loved that dog… Plus I love dogs too.” We then kissed and hugged for like 10 minutes. I loved when she is in my arms. She later informed me that the only reason they didn’t have a dog before, was because of John’s allergies, which was true. It is kind of funny, considering that my dad was a Vet. Jackie then called Mandy and let her know of our predicament. She was ok with it, but disappointed that we couldn’t come. Jackie said maybe some other time with all 6 of us. But definitely in 3 weeks with just them again, as had been planned. That Saturday, we went to dinner, which was now becoming our habit at least once or twice a week, and always on Saturdays. On the way back, Jackie surprised the hell out of me when she got on her knees, on the seat, leaned over and unzipped my pants and proceeded to give me a blow job. She said she had always wanted to do that, and for me not to cum. It was hard to do, but I let her know when I was getting close. She is great at doing that. Once at home, she ran upstairs, and was back down in like 30 seconds and threw me this black bag. In it was a see through thong she wanted me to wear. She went back upstairs and 5 minutes later came down into the family room wearing a very sheer black bra, a sheer black thong and a garter belt and hose. I would say that I was in for a very wild night. She then found the porno channel and picked one she thought would be fun. We sat on the couch watching, and as we did, she was playing with herself, so I did too. But it wasn’t long before we got into it. I got the bright idea to have her sit up on the island so I could eat her. When I helped her up, her ass plopped down on it and she said it was way to cold. So I ran and got a big beach towel. ‘You know, eating breakfast here is now going to have new meanings for us.” she said, then giggled. She took her phone out and snapped a pic of my head between her legs, licking her. I wanted to fuck her up on the island, but that would have been to hard on my one knee. After that, she had me take pics of her giving me head, then fucking her from behind. She was in rare form this evening. But, it also was kind of a turn on too. The last pic she took, well really, I did, was her holding my cock, as she straddled me. She said take pictures of it entering and some going down. But after that, no more pics. We were to into each other then. But I did find out, she loves her tits squeezed when we fuck like that. She cums very hard, but didn’t squirt this time. We were now sitting against the couch, on the floor, and she was looking at the pics. “Damn Dan…. We are just as good as those porn stars earlier….Fuck,,, We are a sexy couple.” “Maybe next time, we run the video instead of still pics…. Then watch it some other time.” I said. “I could go for that….. We can never upload them though. You know, like some couples do on the one website….. Christ, if Johnny was to see that.” she said, then started laughing. “Or your sister.” I said. She laughed and said, “Bullshit… She’d love seeing that.” then giggled more. Then I saw her doing something and heard her phone bing, like when you send a text. Then another one, and then another. “What are you doing Babe?” I asked “Teasing Amy…. One of you eating me.. One of you doing me doggie and a blow job one.” she said, then laughed. “Oh Babe… That’s mean…. I’m sure she hasn’t had any in quite a while.” I said. “I know… But.” she said, then got quiet. “Come on Babe….. Out with it” I said. “I’ve been thinking about Amy a lot lately…. I want to make love with her again…. I miss her so much like that.” she exclaimed. “So do it Sweetie…..It’s not like you two haven’t ever done that before… Hell, a couple of weeks ago, when she kissed you before she left that day, I could see the lust in her eyes for you.” I said back to her. “I know… You know her tongue licked my lips too….. I think that helped get me going for later that night with you…. I was so horny after that….. But Baby… I want you involved too...I’m serious… I want to watch you two fuck, and eat each other….. She needs a real man to quench her sexual thirst, and who better than you.” “Who’s to say she’d even want to hun… I mean with me included… I’m sure she wants that private between you two…… Why don’t you two discuss it and even do some one on one’s a few times, then decide.” I said. She shook her head and chuckled. “You know. When I first started swinging, those years back, I couldn’t believe I could even do that. But it opened up a new side of me and one I really liked. Then being with Mandy these years has changed my views on sex. It’s isn’t something you were supposed to do, because that’s what a wife isn’t supposed to do. It is all about the pleasure I give and receive now. I love my sexuality, and I have found the one man who I think, really understands me, loves me for who I am, and oh God, pleasures me to no end. But if you were ever to say, stop, I would, and not even think about it. You and I are building a love and trust between us, and if sharing our sexual desires with others is good with you, then it certainly is with me….God I love you.” I was just about to speak when her phone binged. She started laughing hard then, then showed me the response. “”OMFG….You slut….. You fucking tease…. I hope you choke on that horse cock he has….. Bet I lick better than he does though.” Then she sent her one that had 3 pics in it, with Jac on top and letting me enter her. This was pure torture. “Babe.. she is going to hate you if you keep doing that.” I said “Nah…. But I bet she has a toy deep inside her now.” It wasn’t 5 minutes later that Jac got another text, but this one had a pic too. It was Amy, with her legs spread, and a hand pushing a dildo inside her. It was a funky angle, but clearly showing her love hole. My God, she has big pussy lips. Those type that kind of hang down. Her text back was classic. “You fuckers…… All I have is this….When can I come play with you two?” Then another right after that. “I know you are viewing mine Dan…. You could have had this pussy 20 fucking years ago shithead.” Jackie was rolling on the ground laughing. But she was right, Amy that is, all I had to do is ask, and we would have probably gone out. Not sure if we would have ever had sex. So my loss. “Come on Babe… Let’s get some sleep” That Monday, the team was told to stand down and resume normal duties.

Note: I am not the Author of this story. I recently read this much of the story on this website (XNXX) with less grammar etc. I searched the web for the rest of the story and will be uploading them part by part at some point during this week. The reason for the delay in uploads is that I am editing Grammar, Paragraphs, and re-typing sections of it. So consider this story Camping With Mom: Remastered. We had dressed ourselves after we arrived back at our camp just in case there was someone on the trails who might spot us. Mom had slipped back into her super tight jean shorts and the tightest black tank top she had. She had no fear about flirting with me physically or verbally any more, the sheer illicitness or our affair drove us both onward. Mom had complemented me several times for wearing simple shorts that she or I could remove easily at our leisure. It was around mid-afternoon that a mischievous glint sparked in my Mom's eyes and she suggested that we go for a walk. Hey I was in no mood to argue and if I was right, I knew walking wasn't the only thing on her mind, as it certainly wasn't on mine. I caught her out of the corner of my eye stuffing something into a small backpack before she came back over to me and asked if I was ready to head out. We set out a rough trail that was hardly used for all I could tell and headed up to the woods. I could hardly keep my eyes off her and she knew it! She strode with a heavy swing in her hips that made her ass all the more appealable. More than once I gave her a gentle spank as we walked which only seemed to make her moan and growl huskily under her breath while staring at me seductively. We hadn't been in the woods more than fifteen minutes when Mom grabbed my hand and dashed off of the barely visible path pulling me with her. By the look on her face I could tell she thought she was my age again. After a few moments of running she stopped dead and grabbed me firmly, pulling me into a deep kiss. Without a moment of hesitation I grabbed my Mom's ass and lifted her off the ground before pressing her back against an old tree. She moaned into our kiss and wrapped her legs around my waist and began pushing my shorts down with her feet. I responded and moved my hand on her left butt cheek to her crotch and moved the slim piece of material that kept her pussy concealed from the world. I could feel how wet she was as my fingers brushed over her pussy lips which only made her grip me tighter and kiss me harder. A moment later I could feel her hand rubbing down my chest and then quickly on to my already fully erect cock. We froze for a second and stopped kissing. Mom locked her gaze with mine and smiled; not a mother's smile or a friendly smile, but a lovers smile. "Fuck me Jake!" she growled seductively at me. "Anything for you Mom." I replied in earnest as she used her hand to guide me into her hot wet pussy. We went wild as we fucked; trying to tear each other’s cloths off. We grunted and screamed at each other in totally unreserved lust as I pounded my Mom's pussy harder than I thought I could. I could feel myself tapping her cervix with almost every thrust making her scream passionately as her amazing vaginal muscles gripped and squeezed my firm rod. We weren't going to last long at the rate we were going I could feel Mom twitch and squirm more at her own orgasm built. Then I heard her pleading voice grace my ear "Jake, hold yourself back I want to cum and then I want you to come on me." I was too far gone to say anything back so I bit her neck as gently as I could and fucked her harder and harder, hitting every pleasure spot she had in her pussy as I did. Trying to stop myself was a sheer effort of will and well-practiced muscle control from masturbating and not wanting to shoot a load that I might not be able to clean up at home. Moments later she shrieked in pleasure as her pussy walls clamped down hard around my cock and her orgasm exploded over my lower body. Barely even stopping for breath she pulled herself off me and then pushed me back before getting on her knees and lifting her top over her breasts. She suddenly reached out and grabbed my cock and started jacking me off at a furious pace and softly licking my bell end. It took her less than a minute to get her desired result as I must have cum like a hose. I sprayed it all over her face and tits, a few strands jetted into her hair before she closed her mouth around my tip and drank down the remainder of my offering. After she released me I staggered back against a tree and slid down with total contentment as I watched my Mom crawl up to me covered in my own cum. I was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. "Think you can go again in a few minutes Hun?" She asked me playfully. "Anything for you Mom" I said as I regained my breath. Mom slipped the backpack off of her back and winked at me. "What’s in the bag?" I asked curiously. I watched with wide eyes as Mom pulled out several spare guy ropes from our tent and offered then to me. I looked at her quizzically, not totally sure what she wanted me to do. She winked at me and pressed her wrists together in front of her chest. I had never had a moment like it, the penny dropped and dropped hard and heavy! Picking the strongest of the guy ropes I started to lash her wrists together. I'd been rafting a few times in my life and knew how to tie a good knot. "Don't use it all sweetheart," She said huskily to me "you're going to have to really tie me up good." She purred as I finished the knot and she stood up. Without even a second thought she flicked the remainder of the guy rope over a thick tree limb that was above her. "Are you sure about this Mom?" I asked sheepishly knowing full well that even if she wanted me to trow her into thick mud I'd still fuck her brains out. "I'm positive, now hurry up, I'm getting really hot." She panted at me. I was quickly learning once again that I didn't need to be told twice in these situations. I finished binding her with the main guy rope and saw that I had several left to play with. Mom was moaning my name softly and trying to rub back against me, but I wasn't done yet. Mom had always been a bit of an athlete and was still pretty flexible from what I remembered, so I grabbed another guy and quickly bound her ankle, which she seemed to enjoy. "Hey what are you doing?" she said as I started to walk away tugging on the rope firmly, leaving her on only one foot as I tied the remainder of the rope to a fairly close by tree trunk. "Let’s see how we do like this huh?" I said with a wide smirk on my face. "You're a horny devil aren’t you? Come on Sweetie; fuck me like you mean it!" She ordered me. As I said before, I didn't need a second telling. I took a quick look at my Mom looking like a ballet dancer that was frozen in place, and grinned knowing that I could get away with whatever I wanted while she was bound up. I jerked off behind her for a moment to make sure I was still completely hard after our escapade just moments before. Then without even a kind word I grabbed her hips and slipped back into her hot pussy. It felt so great, the complete change of her posture meant I was touching bit of her pussy that were a little more sensitive, I could tell from the sudden change in her moans from soft and welcoming to fierce and passionate. She pulled and pulled at her bonds trying to get closer to me but was only able to move a little and use her stomach muscles and hips to grind against me. I took advantage of the moment and grabbed her tits firmly making her scream in approval and even more so when I pinched her nipples really hard. I pushed into her as much as I could but I was in no rush to get my gun off this time, so I relaxed a bit and teased my Mom after my initial roughness. I couldn't tell you which she liked more but she was certainly enjoying herself as much as I was. "Sweetie, I'm going to cum again." She whimpered and moved the little that she could closer to me, impaling herself on my rod even more. I had thought about this for a little while and decided now was good for me. I had tied a quick release knot round my Mom's ankle and pulled on it letting her leg come back to ground level. She moaned almost in disappointment and groaned her disapproval even more when I pulled out of her. "Damn it Sweetie I want you to..." Mom was cut off in a loud gasp as I shoved my cock into her ass quickly. I love that feeling of her tight ring immediately trying to squeeze the life out of my cock. As I grab her hips again and pound into her even faster now that we were in a better position she tenses up and finds she can't even scream as it feels like several really strong orgasms flow through her. Her continuous muscular spasms eventually caused me to lose control and I fired a few loads of my own into her ass. It was a good few minutes before we finally came down from that high moment and I untied Mom and let her slump to the forest floor. I knew just how she felt, so rather than say anything I just lay down beside her and slipped my still stiff cock back into her ass and left it there. Her twitching hole kept me hard and let me spray a little of what I had left into her from time to time. We must have been there lying still for a few hours just basking in our latest sexual adventure when Mom turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck. "You know, if you and I keep doing this I'm going to have to leave your Dad just so I can keep up with you." She whispered in my ear. "Why don't we just play behind his back for a while?" I asked. I could hear her giggling to herself, I knew how she was and knew that it meant she was really considering leaving Dad for me. "When I get you home we're going straight into the hot tub. Got it?" She purred. "You couldn't stop me Mom." I said without a second of hesitation. "Because you're Dad's no fun and doesn't want to play outside the bedroom." She said as he softly started sucking on my ear. Now I knew why Mom was being so wild, we we're doing everything she ever wanted to and we're throwing caution to the wind. Dad would need to do something drastic to win Mom back from me now. The End (For Now :P)

Eating a woman's pussy is about the most wonderful thing you can do for her. It makes her feel loved, admired, sexy, and of course it makes her cum like crazy. Many women prefer it to intercourse, and for most, it is the easiest way to cum with a man. You may have the littlest dick on the planet, but if you give great head, you will be appreciated as a fabulous lover. Yes, it's that important. Besides, lots of women expect it these days - you might as well know what your doing. First off, guys seem to have a strange love/hate relationship with women's genitalia. Guys that can't wait to get their dick into one are often reluctant to put their face "down there". For every guy who says he loves to eat pussy, there's another one who's squeamish. Women know this, and it affects their ability to lay back and enjoy the experience. There is nothing more exciting to a woman than to know that her partner finds her delicious. Don't be coy; tell her. When a guy fingers a lady and then smells, licks, sucks the juice off his finger and sighs as if in heaven, she _knows_ this is her lucky day. What if your sweet lady doesn't smell or taste very sweet? Don't suffer. (Don't complain, either.) Take a nice hot shower or bath together. Lather up both of your bodies and slide them together. It's like a whole body fuck. Soap up her vulva, washing between her outer and inner lips. Spread her lips apart and gently wash her clitoris. Hey, don't stop - this feels great! Run your soapy hand down the crack of her ass, and rub a finger all around her anus. You can stick one finger in and wash around inside too, if you anticipate any anal play, and I suggest you do. But don't put those soapy fingers up her vagina. Instead, rinse them off well and stick one or two inside, making a circular motion. Think about washing the inside of a tall glass - same thing. Now wasn't that fun? And now you can feel free to let your tongue wander anywhere it pleases... ---------- So now what? You've found a comfy spot to play, you've been kissing passionately, your tongues darting around each other's mouths like playful otters. You've moved down to nibble one of her hardening nipples and she's starting to groan, grinding her pelvis against your stomach. STOP. I know it was just starting to get good. But was she really groaning and humping you, or was it your own excitement you were detecting? I strongly prefer to be excited _before_ a guy starts plunging his tongue into my inner recesses. Use your judgement, and kiss, lick, and fondle your way down her stomach, up her thighs, until she's arching up her back trying to get you to eat her. Of course, if she really _was_ groaning and grinding, go for it...I also don't particularly enjoy a guy endlessly nibbling my inner thigh while my clit is quivering in anticipation. POSITIONS If the woman you are with is somewhat hesitant about your going down on her, start off with her lying on her back, perhaps half- sitting. Lay down between her legs, with her legs over your shoulders. She may enjoy laying or sitting at the edge of the bed with you kneeling. She can also straddle your face, but be prepared to get _very_ wet. There are endless varieties of positions where you can press your face up to her cunt, some of which strike me as more acrobatic than erotic, but feel free to experiment. And then there's 69... 69 is one of my favorite positions. On the plus side, you both get to enjoy the sublime sensations of getting head, simultaneously. The upside down positioning of a woman's pussy and your mouth is an easy fit and there's more room for your hands. On the negative side, it's a less than ideal position for a woman to give head. Plus, if you need to read this article, you may be better off concentrating your energies on pleasing her, without too much distraction. But even for experienced 69'ers, it's easy to short-change your partner. "It feels soooo good, I'm just gonna stop for a second and concentrate on what you're...aaaarrrgghhh". Get the picture? Some show of will-power is in order. 69 can be done male on top, female on top, or side by side. The latter two are easier, though it's more restful with both partners laying down. Some women love being licked on all fours, so if female-on-top 69 drives her wild, take the hint and find some other ways to eat her in this position. I happen to enjoy male on top, but for many women this is a sure choking position. If a woman can, or wants to try, to deep-throat you, this is THE position. When her head is thrust back you can really slide your cock all the way down her throat. But don't forget what _you're_ supposed to be doing! ---------- So there you are staring at it - the mysterious hole from whence you came, and into which you hope to cum again... First, an anatomy lesson... THE CLITORIS Before I go any further, a few words about the clitoris, accent on the first syllable. Most of you know it, but for those who don't, it is THE woman's sex organ, period. It may feel great to be fucked vaginally, anally or otherwise, but if the stimulation is not right there, on the clitoris, you're ignoring the place that's going to make her cum, and presumably that's why you're reading this, right? It's right there at the top juncture of her inner lips, a small knob of pink flesh. This is where it's at boys, and don't forget it. Almost any licking and sucking of the labia or vaginal entrance is going to feel just dandy; just remember that this is pleasurable _teasing_, not the main event. I can't tell you how many guys have thrust their tongues up my vagina thinking that this was going to make me cum. They were wrong. Of course, with a little manual stimulation....but I'm getting ahead of myself. Women feel differently about how much direct stimulation they can take on their clitoris. Some women will adore it if you suck hard on their exposed clits, others will shriek in pain. You may encounter a woman who is completely unable to take direct stimulation of her clit; the goal is still the same, but you'll have to stimulate it indirectly, such as through her labia. IMPORTANT NOTE: Often, what is unacceptably rough at first may be fine after she's very excited. The fact is, most women really need a good bit of stimulation before a targeted attack on their clitoris, but once they're there, that's where you want to devote your attention. The key here is go slow, ask questions, and if she's comfortable with it, leave the lights on and really explore. Body language often does tell what feels best, but I promise, she will appreciate your attentiveness if you ask outright. If she seems shy, get her to guide your hands and mouth with her own hand, and pay attention. If she starts bucking up against your mouth and gasping in ragged little breaths, for God's sake, don't use this opportunity to try something different. Just keep doing exactly what you're doing. THE TONGUE I want to reiterate, there is almost nothing you can do that won't feel terrific, so relax! I promise, you may be confused and uncertain, but she's in heaven. Any licking and sucking of the labia, vaginal entrance, clitoris, or anal area is going to feel just great, and I'd no sooner tell guys to "do it exactly like this" than I would tell every chef to follow the same recipe. But for those who are compelled to RTFM, here are a few techniques that you might like to try: Try lapping her pussy from vaginal entrance up to her clit, leaving your tongue soft and jaw relaxed. This is a good way to start your tonguing. Run your tongue between the inner and outer labia on one side, while holding the two together with your lips. Good job, now do the other side. Fuck her pussy with your tongue - in and out, around and around, etc. This feels nice. Not wonderful or incredible or earth-shaking; nice. Spread her outer lips with your hand. Then, with your tongue pointed and stiff, gently flick here and there. Feel free to roam, but keep coming back to her clit. This drives some women wild, and others can't take it. Some may prefer that you always leave your tongue soft, so when you try this, pay attention to whether those moans are ecstacy or pain. The following techniques should not be introduced until your partner is really hot (i.e. she's no longer coherent). These are very intense actions which may be "too much" for some women, even when nearing orgasm. With her clit still exposed, give it a quick little suck - pulling it into your mouth briefly and letting it go. This is a lot like licking a bit of cake batter off of your pinky. This feels incredible, and is a fine thing to do if you feel like torturing her (see PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER below). Take her exposed clit into your mouth and gently (at first, anyway) suck on it, simultaneously flicking your tongue over and around it. This can be done very lightly or very aggressively, and combined with fingering, will usually rapidly produce an intense orgasm. Another choice technique involves rolling your tongue into a tube. If you can't do this with your tongue, you can't learn it - it's genetic. For those who can, this works best in an inverted or 69 position. Roll your tongue into a tube _around_ the shaft of her clitoris. Slide it up and down; in effect, your tongue makes a tiny pussy for her clit to fuck. This also is likely to bring her over the edge. FINGERS Fingers are a valuable adjunct to eating pussy. Most women masturbate by pressing a finger or fingers over their clit, possibly "thru" the skin of their inner or outer lips, and vigorously rubbing in a circular or back-and-forth direction. You can do this too, and it is most helpful to ask, or better yet, have her show you how she likes it done. You will never be a good lover until you can bring your woman to climax with your hands. When you fuck her from behind, or up her ass, or really in any position which doesn't allow her to simultaneously rub her vulva against your body, reach down or around and rub her clit. I know it's distracting, but just do it anyway. One important point to note: make sure that your fingers are well lubricated. There is nothing more uncomfortable (and sometimes downright painful) than a dry finger roughly rubbed across one's clitoris. Of course, that's not all you can do with your fingers. One technique which is very exciting is to spread her lips wide apart with one hand, and with your index finger straight like a pencil, flick the side of it rapidly across her clit. This motion alone will often bring a woman to orgasm. Combining this with the addition of some tongue action elsewhere is nothing short of bliss. Sticking one or more fingers inside her vagina is also wonderful. You can simply move them in and out (this feels best with at least two or three fingers, pushed in hard), or wriggling them around. A particularly intense motion is to face your hand so that you have two fingers inside her with your palm facing the front of her body. Now move your fingers rapidly, as if waving hello. You are aiming to stimulate a particular part of the woman's vagina - namely the lower anterior (front) part. When combined with sucking her clit, this is nearly certain to bring her to a fast and intense climax. An excellent way to begin manual stimulation is to stick one (and later two) fingers inside her, with your palm cupped over the mons area. I'm talking about that fleshy "mound" over her pubic bone. Your finger goes in and out and the ball of your hand is pressed hard against her vulva. You may want to rub or even shake the entire area with your palm. Fingers also do nice things to tight little butt holes, but that's a whole other story... ANAL PLAY This stuff is purely optional. If anal play doesn't turn you on, don't do it. If you're uncomfortable, she'll pick up on your feelings and start wondering if it's her pussy that's turning you off. Don't feel that you can't be a good lover without anal play; you can. Cleanliness is of the essence. (remember that nice soapy shower?) Scoop out some luscious juices (from a very wet pussy) with your finger and rub it around her anus. (If she isn't well lubricated, saliva works too.) If that's all you or she feels comfortable with, fine - it still feels great. But I think most women enjoy the feel of a finger pushed up their ass while they're being fucked or eaten. You need to be gentle, possibly even leaving your finger still. Try moving it in and out a little, or around in a circle. If she starts moaning, you know you're doing something right. It's really fun to feel a woman's anus rhythmically squeezing your finger as she cums. (And it's great for her, too) You're probably thinking about what that would feel like around your dick, and it's something you should certainly explore. Ass-fucking is somewhat out of the scope of this article, but suffice to say, if she doesn't like a finger up her butt, she sure as hell won't want your big dick up there. Even if she does enjoy this sort of play, she may still be somewhat apprehensive about putting something so large up there. The keys to success are sufficient (i.e. copious amounts of) lubrication (a water-soluble type such as K-Y, which is safe for condoms), relaxation on her part, and a slow, _gentle_, approach. She'll certainly tell you if she wants you to thrust harder or deeper. And remember, if you want to feel that delicious squeezing around your cock, reach around and diddle that clit! As for anallingus - why not? Don't feel like you HAVE to do it to satisfy your woman. But if the idea turns you on, great. Let your tongue rove as it pleases. It's not necessary to actually put your tongue inside her butt to stimulate the area. Back and forth, around and around, you get the picture. One hygiene note: once that finger (or your penis) has been inside her ass, don't even think about putting it anywhere else. Carelessness in this regard can cause a horrendous infection. MENSTRUATION I haven't met a lot of men who are completely comfortable going down on a woman when she has her period. But some are. Most women are at their horniest before and sometimes during their period. You should definitely find a way to make her cum when she's bleeding, be it thru intercourse, manual, or oral stimulation. If you feel comfortable going down on her, great. It's perfectly safe. You may suggest that she insert a tampon, and then wash up. (As you now know, you don't need to get anywhere near her vagina to make her cum.) Or you could lay down a few old towels, turn out the lights, and forget about it. PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER I think variety is crucial. Some guy posted an article detailing a road map of kissing and licking (first here, then here, etc.) Much better to do the unexpected; sometimes a hungry, aggressive approach, other times a laid-back, leisurely one. You can even even include your nose, or your chin into the act. Start slow, that's the key, and let your lover guide the speed of the crescendo. In all cases, start gently. Roughness and clumsiness are big turn-offs. As she gets more and more excited, pay more attention to her clitoris. When she's three breathes away from cumming, moving your mouth off or away from her clit is agony. That's fine if you're intentionally torturing her, just understand that this is what you are doing. The only prohibition is to be reasonably gentle with her clit. Nibbling or biting is fine elsewhere, but we're talking about a _sensitive_ spot. Speaking of prolonging the agony... I think this is great fun. Bring your partner just to the edge of orgasm, and _stop_. This is not easy unless you really know your lover well. Instead, just have her help you. Say, "Grab my head and stop me just before you think you're gonna cum." Then take your sweet time. Blow on her clit, take it into your mouth just briefly, flick it just the very slightest bit. You will have this woman squirming and moaning like she's dying. Finger her deeply, enjoy the ecstasy you are imparting, and finally, have pity. Let the poor woman cum. UUUUNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!! (or, I'M COMING!!!) Okay, she's practically suffocating you, she's pressed so hard against your face; she's screaming and bucking up in the air; you feel her pussy contracting wildly - how long should you keep it up?? The simple answer is, until she makes you stop. Some women may stop you after five seconds from the start of their climax, others may be able to roll right into another orgasm if you keep going. Do come up for air, but remember, her excitement does not drop off as sharply as yours does. Play it safe by continuing the stimulation. How many times does she need to cum? Some women are very content to have one orgasm. A whole lot of women would really like to cum again, but need about five minutes to recoup. Many women are so sensitive right after they cum that they may push your head violently away. This doesn't necessarily mean they've had enough, only that you need to stop for a few minutes. In fact most women, given a short rest between, are capable of cumming again and again. A smaller percentage of women are able to cum repeatedly with continued stimulation. This is the much-touted multiple-orgasm that is experienced by a minority of women. I know this makes it difficult to know when enough is enough, but there's a simple answer: ask her. GODI'MSOEXCITEDITFEELSGREATBUTIJUSTCAN'TCOME It happens to all of us sometimes - distraction, embarrassment, anxiety, or just an inability to "let go". What do you do about it? The first question is, can she easily bring herself to a climax in the privacy of her own home. If the answer is no - then she needs to do some homework. There are two books on the subject that I know of: "For Yourself: The Fulfillment of Female Sexuality" by Lonnie Barbach, and "Sex for One: The Joy of Selfloving" by Betty Dodson; pick up one. Then tell her to read it, study it, and practice, practice, practice! Now if your partner is orgasmic only when alone - ask her point blank: "Is there something different I can do?" Many women are shy about criticizing their lovers, but if asked outright will surprise you with a very specific answer. It may be a simple matter of mechanics, like a little to right please, or not so rough, or more pressure and faster. Ah... perfect. But suppose everything is wonderful. She says you're doing everything right but she just can't cum. There are two probable causes: self- consciousness and/or self-loathing. For women who can't help watching themselves, the best approach is to eliminate anything that focuses her attention on what the two of you are doing. This is a "be here now" kind of thing - definitely not an introspective activity. Get that mirror off the ceiling. Dim the lights or turn them off completely. Put on some soft music. Share a glass of port. (I said A glass - getting drunk will definitely not help). Have her lay on her back, or propped up comfortably with some pillows. This is not the time for her to sit on your face, or the edge of the bed, or standing up against a wall. Arrange a time when you can devote a long period to eating her pussy, and then just keep it up. Forget everything I said about asking her questions - just close your eyes and get into it. I know this can be a difficult and exhausting exercise, but she will be extravagantly thankful for your efforts. It gets easier each time. If all else fails, get accustomed to masturbating together. Gradually begin to add your stimulation to her own, right before she's about to cum anyway. Over time, you can take over completely. For women who themselves feel that their cunts are dirty or distasteful, all of the above methods may be helpful, but the underlying issue must also be addressed. I am amazed at how many women are ambivalent about their own genitals. They don't love "that part" of their body, and they can't believe that you would either. Yes, it is important to be clean. But clean means a daily shower which includes washing the vulva. It doesn't mean vainly attempting to remove every trace of smell or taste. The natural fragrance and secretions of a healthy woman are beautiful and erotic. Hopefully you agree (and if not, try hard to cultivate this attitude). When she learns to love her pussy, she will be infinitely more comfortable with your loving it too. From: [email protected] (Robert E Gruhl) Newsgroups: alt.sex.wizards,alt.sex Subject: Cunnilingus 101: A How To Date: 28 Apr 1995 10:10:40 GMT Organization: Massachusetts Institute of Technology A quick note: I wrote the first version of this article in early 1994 in response to a request on alt.sex.wizards. Although I originally meant it to be short, when I stopped to proof-read, I found that I had written 4 pages. I have since received about 120 enthusiastic (and 3 non-enthusiastic) responses about the article, therefore I have slightly modified (spell checked and everything) it and I'm posting it again on alt.sex.wizards and alt.sex. for the benefit of those who missed it the first time, freshmen, and all the hoards of commercial net users. Hope you enjoy! ------------------- ORAL SEX TECHNIQUES - FEMALE (Version 2.0) TASTE: In my experience, one of the main reasons that partners avoid cunnilingus is due to a perceived or even experienced poor taste. While it is true that women run the range from pleasant (tasty!) to sour or uric tasting, there are easy steps to ensure that your partner will be tasting her sweetest. First and most obviously, a good vigorous shower will do much to neutralize the taste of your partner. In fact, oral sex in the shower, while not a favorite method of mine, has a completely neutral taste if you stick to the upper regions of your partner's sex. If your partner has not showered recently, or has physically exerted herself recently, her taste will be much stronger. This, however, can be a good thing! Secondly, foreplay will improve upon both the taste and the experience in general if your can get her juices flowing. I have never found an extremely aroused, wet woman to taste unpleasant. Quite the contrary! Finally, there's the use of flavorings. There are many flavored oils and body lotions available through "marital aid" catalogs as well as from local novelty shops or condom shops. Also recommended to me: popsicles, jello powder, honey, and whipped cream. (A particular favorite flavoring of mine is Karma Sutra Honey Dust.) FOREPLAY: Do it! Take your time! Have fun! Experiment! A common male misunderstanding is that all females are aroused mostly through physical contact. Not true. Women can be aroused greatly simply because they find their partner sexy. Tension is a wonderful tool, use it. If you can build tension to the point where the barest touch sends electric shivers through both of you, you can't lose! Similarly, even the best love techniques will not turn on a woman who isn't in the mood. (If you can get her in the mood, well then you're talking.) Joe Slobodnik's article (13590) on methods of arousal was a bit technical, but he hit on some very important points. Take your time, explore your partner (there's a lot more there than nipples and a clitoris!), build tension, have fun. POSITIONS: There are two basic positions that I have found very versatile and successful. For a very comfortable session, have her lie on her back with legs spread and knees bent slightly. Lie on your stomach between her legs, put your right arm under her left leg and your left arm under her right - somewhat of an intimate hug. Now you should find your head situated conveniently and comfortably near the center of your attention. Less comfortable, but a bit wilder is the following. Lie on your back, prop a couple of pillows (or fold one over) under your head. Have your partner kneel facing you with one knee on each side of your head, above your shoulders. The sexy part of this position (IMHO) is that your partner can look down at you and watch you eating her out. (Yum) Versatility and comfort are reduced for the giver, so I only occasionally partake in this position. These are by no means the only positions. Again, experiment, have fun. If you can find a bed where your partner can lie down with her legs dangling off the bed and resting flat on the floor, you're in luck. Now you can have her sit just at the edge of the bed, lie back, and give you plenty of access while you kneel/sit in front of her sex. Also recommended to me are siting besides your partner and kissing her in this manner. While I've found that this changes the angle of approach (adding variation) and allows more digital stimulation (that's fingers, Holmes), it limits oral attention to the upper and clitoral area of your partner's sex. An additional recommendation follows: Have her lie with her head dangling off the edge of the bed. The additional rush of blood to the head will give a different (more intense?) feeling during orgasm. Warning, unconsciousness is a possibility! (Opinions vary on whether this improves orgasm.) GEOGRAPHY: Different woman are very different in some respects of their genitalia, but the major parts are the same. A woman's sex from the oral sex point of view consists of two sets of lips (outer and inner) with endpoints just below the vaginal opening and some variable distance above the clitoris; the vaginal opening (at the lower end of her anatomy, just above where the two sets of lips meet), a smooth section of skin between the vaginal opening and the clitoris, and the clitoris and its surrounding folds. If you get the chance, explore your partner in a location with decent lighting. Use one hand to spread her sex, then explore her. Find out what's where and what's what. Like I said earlier, women are different. Especially the location and shape of the clitoris. It can be buried, protruding, surrounded by many folds of flesh, or hanging out it the open. The best method I have found for finding your partner's clitoris (If all else fails, ask!), is to wet a finger and place it just over her vaginal opening, inside of her inner lips. Now run your finger up until you feel a slight bump. Now gently circle with your finger, if she gasps, that's it, if not move farther up and repeat as necessary. OK, ENOUGH OF THE DETAILS, NOW THE NITTY-GRITTY (tm) So your partner is showered, excited and feeling sexy. It's the big moment, what to do? Don't simply dive in. Take your time, excite her. ***** From "The Meaning of Life" by Monty Python: Headmaster: Name two ways of getting them flowing, Watson. Watson: Rubbing the clitoris, sir. Headmaster: What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy. Wymer: Suck the nipple, sir. Headmaster: Good. Good. Good, well done, Wymer. Duckworth: Stroking the thighs, sir. Headmaster: Yes, I suppose so. Another: Bite the neck. Headmaster: Good. Nibbling the ear. Kneading the buttocks, and so on and so forth. So we have all these possibilities before we stampede towards the clitoris, Watson. Watson: Yes sir. Sorry sir. ***** In my opinion, I can usually tell how good my partner is at oral sex by how she "goes down" on me. By "going down" I mean the process by which she goes from kissing my lips to sucking oh-so-wonderfully on my sex. What's the belly button for? Putting your gum in on the way down! Depending on your partner, different methods of going down will work more effectively. If you've gotten to this point with your partner, you should have a fair idea of what she likes. Take advantage of that knowledge. One thing that I highly recommend however, is a sexy look. Sexy looks can make all the difference, and the best place to throw one in is as you're licking, sucking and kissing your way down her stomach. Take time to stop, look up and smile devilishly. Letting her know that you really want to do this and aren't just doing it because you're hoping for reciprocation is a great turn-on. Unbutton your partners jeans, pull the tabs back and kiss her newly exposed flesh. Unzip her pants, pull the tabs back as far as they can go and place light, tender kisses on her abdomen and around the top of her panties. Watch it, some women are very ticklish here! (Note the above doesn't work so well if she doesn't have jeans on but you're all smart enough to figure it out...) Once you've removed everything but her panties, stop. You have a unique opportunity for further arousal. Kiss her legs and inner thighs with gentle kisses. Work your way up each leg and make a point of stopping at the line of her underwear. Kiss again along the top of her underwear, and along the other two borders. Now move to her cotton (silk? lace? latex?) covered sex. Plant firm, dry kisses through her underwear on her sex, low and right around the vaginal entrance works best for me. If your partner is really excited, often her underwear will be damp and will smell (pleasantly) of her sex. Removing the underwear is again a matter of choice. You know your partner best, I prefer either gently sliding it all the way off with my fingers, or pulling it part way down with my teeth first. DIRECT KISSING: It is not unusual for your partner's lips to be closed together. A very excited woman's lips may be slightly spread already ("pouting"). Again, building tension can be accomplished by light kisses on either side of her sex as well as light blowing. (Do not inflate your partner! This can be very dangerous!! - You can rupture internal organs this way.) Spreading her lips can be accomplished by placing your tongue first at the base of her sex, and then firmly running your tongue all the way up. Continue with a few long licks from the base of her sex all the way to the top past her clitoris. Vary the firmness of your tongue from hard and pointed to broad and soft. THE BIG "O": The best and most proven method of making your partner cum through oral sex is by repeated, rhythmic stroking of her clitoris with your tongue. The tongue is uniquely suited for this purpose because of it's texture, versatility, and pliability. It is difficult (and tiring) to apply too much pressure to your partner's clitoris with your tongue. Some women are much more sensitive than others however. Be receptive to any sharp gasps, you could be being too forceful. If this is the case, move away from direct contact of the clitoris or adopt a gentler technique. Repeated, rhythmic stroking can be accomplished in a variety of ways. I prefer either rapid, repeated vertical licks with a firm, pointed tongue, or planting your tongue firmly and stiffly against your partner's clitoris and vigorously shaking your head back and forth. (Tiring, maybe. But it's worth it!) If you are having trouble finding the correct angle or method for rhythmically lingually caressing her clitoris, or if you want to try something fun and new: Tongue the ABC's. No seriously! This is a great oral exercise on any part of the body. Tongue the ABC's starting with lower case, and moving though upper case. (Heck, you could do the whole ANSI ASCII set if you'd like!) Be especially perceptive while you do this, vary your speed and watch for sharp intakes of breath - chances are you've hit the right angle. The ABC's give a large variety of different strokes, so come back to this exercise as often as you'd like. A general rule of thumb (tongue?) is to start slowly and pick up the pace as you go along. This is definitely a general rule though, feel free to break it by varying your rhythm, both slowly and predictably as well as quickly and startlingly. OTHER FUN THINGS TO DO: Lick between the inner and outer lips; penetrate the vagina deeply (a much stronger, iron-like taste here); "tease" the entrance to her vagina with rapid pokes of your tongue at varying depths; don't forget your hands, often a woman will feel a need or ache for something inside of her while very aroused, oblige her with a finger or two. Both kissing and manually manipulating your partner is tough, anyone with successful methods is welcome to pipe in. Talk to your partner, ask her what she likes. Experiment (if you can) with many different partners. What excites one woman a lot may not excite another as much, but may still be well worth trying. On the other hand, you may not notice a subtle pleasurable technique on one woman that can be easily learned on another. The better you know your partner, the more effectively you can please her. Have fun!

Chapter 1: The Lady from Church I know it's not the normal way to start a story like this, but I met her at church. She wasn't stunning by any means, and neither am I, but she was good looking and fit. I guessed she was a little older than me, and her nose was a little crooked, but her ass filled her jeans well and she always wore nice tops that accentuated her body. What really caught my attention were the girls. She had three daughters with her, none of which paid much attention to the service. The oldest one was definitely not wearing a bra and made sure it was apparent to everyone, the next one was wearing a soccer outfit, and the youngest just tried to get their attention with jokes and faces. That wasn't what caught my eye though, what was most interesting was that they all had different hair colors. While the mom was a dishwater blonde, her oldest was a brunette, the middle was bright blonde, and the youngest was a redhead. While they definitely caught my attention, three cute teenagers with an attractive mom suddenly showing up in church, I didn't really think that much about it. Sure, I was recently divorced and was getting a little bored with Tinder, but I was fine staying in my world and not rocking the boat. I had a great job that paid me very well and a good house, plus plenty of activities to keep me active in the California sun. I probably didn't need the mess of dealing with 4 girls anyways. She kept coming to church for the next few weeks, always the same story. She listened intently to the pastor while her girls goofed off in the pew. I'm not sure if she was just ignoring them or had learned not to notice their antics. The oldest looked to be about 17 or 18, so she definitely should have known better. She had a nice full body without the pudgy physique of a girl who had gained the freshman 15. The other two girls, if not for the wildly different hair colors, could have been twins. I assumed they were about 14 or 15 by the looks of their bodies. The athletic one had the legs of a woman, but her upper body still looked young and the dimples and freckles made her seem even younger. The redhead was by far the cutest but still hadn't formed any of the feminine features associated with maturity. It was Tuesday night and I decided to try out a new Bible study...it wasn't like I was busy most Tuesdays. I knew a couple of the people and said my hellos then sat down waiting for it to start. Then she walked in. Her body was really amazing for somebody over 40, and she must have known it. She didn't go braless like her daughter, but it was obvious her boobs were a real C cup, and they still held themselves up. Her top hugged a stomach that was definitely tight, and went down to some hip hugging jeans that showed off a pair of shapely legs. She chatted with the hosts and sat down, seemingly oblivious to me staring at her. After the hour was up I started to head out, hoping to avoid awkward conversation with some of the members. As I got to the door somebody grabbed my upper arm lightly. I turned to see her, looking up at me. She was about 5’9” with her heels on, and she kept her hand on my bicep even as I turned around. “I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name” she offered as a first line. “Oh, I'm sorry about that. I guess we didn't do introductions. I'm Darren” and held out my hand to shake. Her hand didn't move from my arm, and instead she grasped my hand awkwardly with her left. “I'm Maria. I'm really glad we got a chance to meet finally. I'm new to the church...maybe we could get a quick coffee and you can help me out?”. She looked at me, almost pleading, with her hands still touching me. “Ummm...sure. I'm not real ingrained with the church but I've been going here for a number of years, so maybe I can help.” “Thanks!” she said more enthusiastically than I expected. “Can we take your car and then we can pick mine up on the way back?” “Ummm...sure” I said for the second time. I didn't realize then that I'd be saying that a lot. We drove to a local coffee joint that had stand-up comedy and music. I told her a little about my background and why I had picked this church and a little about how I saw the church and some of the main members. Maria explained she had just recently moved to town and that she was having a hard time with the girls and thought church might help. “Yeah, I noticed they seemed to be a handful.” “Oh, you noticed them? Oh my God, is it really that bad? What the fuck am I going to do with them? Oh shit...did I just say fuck?” She seemed to be getting flustered and put her hand on my leg, farther from the knee than I would have expected. “Oh, it's okay. We're both adults here. I let fly with an occasional fuck too.” She scooted closer to me and her hand inched up my leg. “I let fly with an occasional fuck too” she said, looking at me seriously and giving away her true intentions. It took me less than 3 minutes to pay and get back to the car with her. Once inside, I turned and sighed, gathering my courage. It was unnecessary, she was going to give me all the courage I needed. Her hand slid all the way to my cock, hardening steadily in my pants. “I'm sorry Darren. I don't mean to be so forward, but I've caught you looking at me in church and in the Bible study. And you know how hard it is to find a good Christian guy my age that is in good shape and can carry a conversation?” “Well no, but that's not really my type”, I said, trying to ease my nerves with some humor. “Let's go”, she said, ignoring my awkwardness and starting to unbutton my pants. Five minutes later I completed the ten minute drive home. Somehow she had managed to get my cock out and had started to work it well. And by well, I mean porn star expert level. When I pulled into the garage, I could feel the head of my cock squeezed by her throat and her tongue licking my right nut. I was almost fully hard and she hadn't come up for air since she got me in her mouth. It felt amazing, as her swallowing moved the muscles to massage the portion of my cock that was blocking her airway. After the garage door came down she finally came up for air. She popped her head up and looked around, “Nice place!” I led her in and walked her towards my room, my cock hard, wet, and poking out of my pants. When we got to the room I wasted no time, I wanted to see the body I'd been ogling instead of confessing my sins. Her top flung to the side, I reached around to snap off the bra. Her boobs carried enough weight that there was a sag to them, but they were firm and proud and inviting. I licked one and then the other, rubbing her hardening nipple between my lips and eliciting a moan. She dropped down and pulled my pants off the rest of the way, my cock starting her straight in the face. I know I don't have the biggest cock, but it's relatively long and quite thick, and no previous girl has ever deepthroated me. My ex? Definitely not...she thought oral sex was just a quick step before a quick fuck. But Maria...without hesitating she positioned my head in her mouth, then slid forward and made it disappear. Somehow she still had room to stick her tongue out and play with my balls. That got me worked up in a hurry, and I could feel it as I stretched deeper into her throat. She must have decided I was hard enough, because she got up and started undoing her pants. I tried to help but she pushed me back onto the bed. She shimmied out of her pants, showing a bright blue pair of lace panties, allowing a peek at a neatly trimmed bush. She turned around so I could see her ass, outlined by the thong and showing just a tiny hint of cellulite. She spread her legs a little, grabbed the sides of her underwear, and slowly pulled them down to her ankles as she bent over. Two feet in front of my face was a gorgeous pussy and asshole begging to be taken. I hesitated again. “You aren't one of those guys that doesn't know what to do with a girl, right?” “Umm...sure!” I hopped off the bed and let my hands caress her hips, thinking I'd ease into it. “Do you normally need a written invitation? I'd like to start fucking sometime tonight.” Maria was being awful blunt, but I suppose that's her prerogative. I grabbed her hips tighter and lined myself up. Standing in her heels her pussy was the perfect height. My head poked against her flesh, trying to find her entrance. After a little wiggling from both of us I could feel the wetness and warmth that let me know I was there. Thinking she had been asking for it I pushed forward hard. She was surprisingly tight for a woman her age with kids. Only my head slipped through, despite the obvious lubrication she was creating. I decided I needed to go slower, so I wouldn't ruin the feeling for both of us. I backed out a bit, letting her juices coat the tip, then slid back in farther. I could feel her muscles relax as I pushed in. A few more back and forths and I was almost completely in. She was starting to breathe heavy, still doubled up and holding her ankles. I pulled back till just my tip was inside and paused, waiting for it. *whimper* I was big enough that girls knew when I filled them. The stretch of the opening and the pressure on their womb made them want more. She knew she wasn't filled completely, and that I had the control. So she whimpered, trying from her awkward angle to get more of me inside. After pausing long enough that her legs started shaking with anticipation, I gripped harder and thrust in fully. That was what she was waiting for. I know because she rewarded me with a spray of cum against my balls and down our legs. I pulled back and drove it in again, only to get more. She was obviously a squirter and I was hitting the right spot. I kept rocking into her, building up a noticeable wet spot on the carpet. The guttural moans and convulsions let me know she was on to her second or third orgasm, and would start getting faint soon. I sped up a little, pistoning my slick cock into her hole till I felt it building in my balls. After warning her and getting nothing but a moan in response, I thrust in and felt the first shot course the length of my cock. It was enough to send her completely over the edge. Her knees gave out and she was supported completely by my cock and hands, and a thick spray squeezed out of her around my cock onto anything nearby. I pulsed a few times, filling her, then started to withdraw. *whimper* I was used to this. Her nerve endings had just been stretched and pressured, and she was feeling empty. I grabbed her and held her in place as I slowly let my engorged head slide across her vagina till it finally squeezed out. A moment later my thick white seed started to leak out too, coating her clit and heading down her thighs. I continued to hold her in place, knowing she was still getting sensations from all of this. After a few minutes I let her go. She stood up and leaned against the wall, her hand absentmindedly rubbing her pussy lips. “That was amazing. I'm sorry if it seemed like I was using you as a dildo, but it's been a while since I was fucked completely by somebody who knew what they were doing.” She apologized. “Oh no, I was going to apologize too. Your pussy felt so good that I just had to use it. I couldn't really stop myself.” “I would have killed you if you stopped. Can I clean up a bit?” She brought the hand that had been rubbing her pussy, slick with a combo of our juices, up to her mouth and licked a drip. “Umm...sure.” Chapter 2: Maria's story She came out of the bathroom, naked except for the heels. She straddled me at the edge of the bed, her pussy pushing against my softening cock. “I want to tell you something, and I hope it doesn't scare you. Don't...don't stop me please. I like you and I think you should know.” She sat there confident in her body, not shy that we were so close we were touching. It was something new to me. Even with the lights on she made no effort to hide herself. “I went through a bad patch in my life. I had my oldest, Lindsey, when I was 19. My boyfriend had been serious about us until there was another mouth to feed, then he bounced. I found a good paying job but I couldn't get past the betrayal. So I changed...I started punishing guys. And I was punishing myself. I started having rough sex...very rough. My nose was broken by a guy after I punched him in the middle of an orgasm. I started inviting guys to come over, only to invite another who would come in while we were fucking. They might fight each other, they might fight me, they might both leave. I didn't care...I just wanted to cause pain. I fucked a lot, any guy I could get. Married guys, sleazy guys, a guy on the street that looked at me. I couldn't tell you who the dads are for my other 3 girls, although I can guess the redhead. I'm pretty sure I fucked three guys the night I got pregnant with Amanda, and don't think I saw any of them again. And I started pushing myself to do things, even if they hurt. I'd let guys fuck my ass without lube, until I could barely walk. I'd deepthroat the biggest black cocks I could find, till I could barely talk. It got really bad.” She stopped, looking me in the eyes. I could tell she was on the verge of tears. “I've done the type of porn you can't find on normal sites. Things so large they shouldn't even fit. Girls treating me like their slave. But it didn't matter. No matter how much I punished myself, I would come home to see my smiling girls, and the world was okay. And honestly, I liked it. I'd have a cock up my ass and another down my throat so far I couldn't breathe, and I'd be squirting so much they'd need to bring extra towels. I once came just from nipple clamps.” By this point I was hard again. Maria lifted herself up and slid back on me, sighing contentedly. She continued as she ground against my pelvis. “I'm telling you this because I like you. And your cock. And I don't want you to find out any other way. I want you to know that I found God and have tried to change. We moved here to change, so I could make a good life for me and the girls. And I'd like to find someone to be a part of it, who also likes sex, and wants to grow with me. Think you can do that?” With that she pushed me back on the bed and started bouncing, impaling herself deep, my balls slapping against her ass. A stream of cum started squishing out, spraying my belly and her ass. She cried out and dropped down hard, rocking slowly as her orgasm crested. I let her peak subside and sat up. “Maria, thank you for letting me know. And I will do my best not to judge your past, only our present. I am a very horny man, and as long as you'll let me I'll do what I can to keep us happy.” I grabbed her ass, my index finger slipping over her puckered hole. I rocked her back and forth, grinding my cock deep in her, her clit rubbing my bone. I wanted to cum one more time, so that she knew I wasn't scared about this relationship. At the tingling sensation in my balls, I stood up and pressed her against the wall, forcing myself deeper till I shot what was left of my seed. She had a last small orgasm, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Shall I take you home now?” Chapter 3: The girls Friday night I got a text from her that the girls were asleep and asking me to come over. I got there and she silently invited me inside, then led me to her bedroom. We were both having trouble keeping our hands off each other, and made out once we got to her bed. We were trying to be quiet, hoping the girls wouldn't wake up. So sex was quiet and reserved compared to the night at my place, but a satisfying orgasm later we both passed out. I woke up to an empty bed. Maria was gone, and I wasn't sure whether to try to sneak out or not. I made myself presentable and started heading down the hallway. Unfortunately I didn't know the layout of the house, and turned into a kitchen with three girls sitting at a high counter all looking at me and grinning. “Say good morning to Mr. Hill girls” “Good morning Mr. Hill, how was your night?”. Some giggling followed. Maria was in the kitchen making some eggs and toast with sausage on the side for the girls. I offered to help. This seemed to shock her and the girls. “Sure, can you get some OJ for all of us?” I searched the cabinets and found an assortment of cups and glasses for the girls. “Introduce yourselves” Maria was obviously trying to make sure this didn't get too awkward. “My name's Amanda” said the older one first. She was still not wearing a bra, in a see thru white tank top and short jean shorts. Her nipples drove perfect little domes in the fabric. “Where do you go to school Amanda?” “Fremont High. I'm a senior this year” “And where are you going next year?” “Oh, college isn't really my thing. I'm looking for something a little more fun, now that I'm legal.” I tried to pretend I didn't notice the hint. “You might be surprised Amanda. I'll tell you some of my crazy college stories sometime. And who are you?” I looked at the blonde athlete. Her hair was in a ponytail with a headband, a full soccer outfit already for her day's game. “I'm Kelsie. I'm a sophomore at Fremont.” “Oh nice, did you make the soccer team?” “Yeah, I'm on the varsity team and play travel ball too. And I'm trying out for softball soon.” “Nice, and you are?” The redhead was obviously the shyest, but also the most giggly. She tucked her head down, her cheeks turning red to match her hair but with a twinkle in her eyes. “I'm Stacey, and I'm just a freshman.” “What do you like to do Stacey?” She looked down at her food, playing with it a little. “Not a lot.” She mumbled mostly to herself. “I'm sure you have some things you're interested in, you can tell me later when you think of them.” The girls were a little quiet, so I went back to Maria and helped her finish, we sat at the table to the side, eating in a somewhat awkward silence. “How long are you going to stay around Mr. Hill?” Amanda asked. “Well...I'm not sure.” Her face started to drop. I wasn't sure what was going on exactly. “That's really up to your mom. But she's a great lady and I'd like to see her again.” I noticed Stacey elbow her sister with a little smile on her face. I helped Maria out a little around the house throughout the day. Kelsie headed out to her game, but the other girls mostly sat inside playing on their phones. I finally said something to her about how much of the burden she took on while we were taking care of the weeds outside. “Well, they're all I have left Darren. And I don't want to risk upsetting them. Their older sister Lindsey doesn't hang out here much, mostly because we don't always see eye to eye.” “Well they also should know that they have responsibilities to you, not just you taking care of them.” “At this point it isn't a big deal. I get what I can done.” After a while I headed inside to use the bathroom. When I came out I went to the fridge to get something to drink. A hand rubbed my back while I was looking into the fridge. “Need anything Mr. Hill?” A little taken aback, I stepped to the side. “Oh, just looking for something to drink Amanda. You know your mom and I are working hard outside, we could use your help.” She slid her hand around my waist and traced my abs before grabbing lemonade out of the fridge. “Sure Mr. Hill. Should I bring some lemonade out to you and help?” “Umm...sure. I'll see you out there.” A few minutes later Amanda came out with the lemonades...and much less of her clothing. She had on a tiny triangle bikini top that showed off boobs that matched her mom’s but without the sag of child-rearing. And her small jean shorts, the type where the pockets hang lower than the material, were unbuttoned on the top showing a peak at a matching bikini bottom. She caught my hesitation and staring and smirked. Maria seemed to not notice, or maybe didn’t care, and took the lemonade from her. As I reached for mine Amanda brought the glass into her cleavage, requiring me to brush her skin to grab the glass. The cold glass made a quick impression, leaving some goosebumps and a noticeable tenting of the thin bikini material as her nipples extended. She was doing her best to make things...hard...for me. I took a quick swig and turned back to the work at hand. Her shadow let me know she was just inches from my shoulder. I turned to look up to find her crotch shading my face from the sun. She bent down towards me, her boobs overflowing from the bikini top. “Anything I can help you with Mr. Hill?” “Umm...any place you find weeds is a good place to start”, and pointed towards the tools. “Yeah, I’m guessing we don’t want it too bushy, right?” She reached over to grab a tool, stretching to the point her left breast fell out of the top. She looked at the exposed nipple, looked back at me looking at her, and began weeding half-heartedly. Maria looked up and noticed. In a hushed breath she said “Amanda! Fix your top!” I’m guessing she was hoping I hadn’t noticed. At this I did look up, and boy, Amanda decided to give me a show. She slowly stood up, then seductively scooped her breast out of the top with her right hand, holding it out. She rubbed her fingers up to the nipple and pinched it, before reaching down and adjusting the bikini top to stop the peep show. While I’d been good about staying calm through her other little shenanigans, my cock stirred unwittingly at this blatant display. I tried to stay focused on my work to calm myself. Amanda and the girls all came out for short periods, not providing too much assistance and mostly just bothering their mom. After a couple of hours in the sun we decided to clean up. I asked Maria if I could take a shower while she made lunch for the girls. I was just starting to get a lather going when the door opened. Amanda’s brunette locks peeked around the door, then she came in. She walked up to the glass shower door as I tried to inconspicuously cover myself and she let me know that she had to use this bathroom and the other one was full, all while smiling broadly and eyeing my package. She took a few steps towards the toilet and pulled her shorts and bikini bottoms down to expose her neatly trimmed pussy. “See?” she said, “I already weeded my bush! Hahaha” She squatted on the toilet, watching me the whole time, and let loose a yellow stream. When she was done, she slowly dried herself, then spent extra time spreading her pussy lips and making a show to pat around it. She flushed and waddled to the sink with her shorts around her ankles before washing her hands. Only after she came back up to the glass shower door did she finally pull her bottoms up. With a kiss on the glass, one last look at my now rigid johnson, and a satisfied smile she left. Chapter 4: Authority Maria invited me to spend the night again, and after closing the door I had to speak up. “Maria, I’m not sure how everything works in this household, so I don’t want to overstep my bounds. But the things Amanda has been doing go far beyond the playful line, and I don’t want to cause problems or make things uncomfortable for anybody.” I gave her a summary of the shower experience. “Yes, she’s been getting a little out of control about boys lately. Keeps complaining that she’s still a virgin and that if I was a nicer mom I’d let her go out with boys. But I let her older sister Lindsey date young, and found out that she was having sex very early on. I tried to restrain her activities, but by that point it just caused more issues. I don’t know what to do to make sure that Amanda, or her younger sisters, don’t start getting into trouble. But I can’t lose any more of my girls!” She started silently crying. “I don’t want you to do anything that doesn’t help you and the girls. But maybe it’s better if I stay away for a while and we hang out at my house instead?” “No, I’ll have a talk with her. I want you...I mean, I like you, and I want to see you more, and I want you to have a relationship with the girls too. So tomorrow I’ll talk about her behavior. But now, what I really want is to forget about her and to do something about this!” With that she grabbed my bulge through my pants. I assume because I had already met the girls that she was less worried about waking them, because tonight was not the silent sex from the night before. It was passionate and frenzied. She was tugging my clothes off faster than they could reasonably be removed and trying to get naked herself. My cock was deep in her mouth again and she was already working it back and forth as it grew. One hand was caressing my scrotum while the other was playing with herself. I pushed her back, knowing that she hadn’t experienced my tongue the way a proper girl should. I started by nibbling the inside of her thighs, teasing her. Moving up to the crease in her hips, I allowed my cheek to brush her clit, eliciting an intake of breath and a few beads of fluid on her outer lips. As I swept across to the other side, I let my tongue run across her lips and clit, watching her ass clench at the sudden wet warm sensation. I then moved my tongue down to the bottom of her pussy and slooooowly worked it up to her clit, stopping to flick it at the end. I leaned in and sucked her clit into my mouth, using my tongue to run circle 8’s over it. Her hips started to buck as I continued to play with it, occasionally running my tongue back to her hole and lapping up the juices that were running onto my chin. Her hands flailed, looking for something to grab onto, eventually one grabbing my hair and the other her bedsheets. I toyed her clit with my tongue until the orgasm started, then leaned down and pushed my tongue as far into her as I could. I was rewarded by a scream and a copious amount of her nectar, spraying me in the face and mouth and running down her ass. After her breathing relaxed, she apologized again. “Sorry, I can squirt from good orgasms, and that was one of the best I've ever had.” “No problem Maria, sometimes it’s nice to know when you’re doing it right!” I smiled and wiped some of her juices from my cheek. I stood up and grabbed her legs, ready to plunge into her now very wet pussy. She stopped me as I started to push in. “No, that’s not where I want it tonight.” She grabbed my cock and moved it down to her asshole, using her fluids to lubricate both my cock head and her anus. “Honestly Maria, I’ve never done anal before. I’m a little bigger than most, so I don’t want it to hurt.” “Darren, if you knew the size of cocks I’ve had stuffed into my ass you wouldn’t be worried at all. But don’t worry, I can still squeeze very tight. If I need you to back off I’ll let you know. But right now, I need you to be a man and fuck my ass!” With that she grabbed both buttcheeks and spread herself as much as she could, giving me a little entrance to work with. I pushed in, and similar to her pussy it was much tighter than I expected. She still had cum running out of her pussy, so as I slid each inch in the next portion would get lubed up. After watching her squirm for the first few inches she must have relaxed a bit, and I was able to slide in balls deep. The sensation was way different from sex I’d had before. There was no pressure at the tip that I normally felt, no bumping into things. Instead it was very tight around the base, with pressure applied along the length. It felt a little like masturbating, but without having to be the one doing the squeezing. She must have been in heaven. Her eyes were rolling back in her head and her pussy was leaking non-stop. She would grasp at my hips to try to pull me in even deeper, scratching me with her nails. A non-stop stream of semi-intelligible curse words and demands were loud enough to definitely be heard by the girls. At some point she squeezed a little tighter, going through her own long orgasm and pushing me towards mine. With a heavy grunt I thrust deep and started squirting, which must have sent her orgasm even higher, as I was now gripped so hard I felt trapped. My cum pulsed deep inside her, warming my cock as her cum dripped out and warmed my balls before making a mess of the side of the bed and floor. I pulled out slowly again, partly because it was difficult to move with her sphincter clenched around the base of my cock. As she stretched around the largest part she shuddered again, spraying my stomach with more pussy juice. A last pull and I was rewarded with the *whimper* that let me know she already missed being filled with cock. A mess of bodily fluids started to drain from her as she slumped on the bed. With the last of her energy, she begged me “Please don’t ever stop fucking me like that!” and fell asleep. Sunday morning was filled with showers and cleaning the room before we headed out to see the girls. When they saw me they all giggled and looked at each other, letting us know that Maria had definitely not been quiet and they had definitely not been asleep. I tried not to let on but could feel the burning in my cheeks of embarrassment. “Mom, we’re starving! Maybe if you can get off Darren’s dick for a minute you could make us breakfast?” Kelsie blurted out. It probably wasn’t my place, but this time I wasn’t going to let it go. “Kelsie, if I hear you speak to your mother in that tone of voice again your butt will be spanked so hard you won’t be able to sit down!” My voice reached a level I like to call “Bear mode”, where I make sure I’m the loudest thing in the room to scare them enough they can’t think straight. It worked. Kelsie’s eyes teared up and I saw her lip quiver. “Whoa mom...what was that?” asked Stacey. Fortunately, Maria played it well. “Kelsie, that type of language shouldn’t be allowed in this house, and I’m allowed to take some time for myself. So I’m sorry breakfast had to wait.” “Girls, why don’t you start getting stuff out to help your mom with breakfast?” I suggested in a softer tone. I was somewhat shocked to see them all bound off of their barstools and grab stuff in an unorganized, unproductive, but nevertheless obedient effort. After a nice breakfast I let Maria know I had to head home to take care of stuff. Both her and Amanda begged me not to go, but I told them I’d be back for dinner. I went home, put everything in order, grabbed a few changes of clothes and headed back. Despite some of the oddities, it was nice being in the house with people. Plus the girls were all cute and easy to hang out with, and the sex had been amazing. I hoped that Maria had a chance to speak to Amanda while I was gone. Chapter 5: Gateway Dinner was excellent. For a person with her past, Maria was a great homemaker and she seemed to be trying to spoil me. I knew that I needed to figure out some way to help her out, and felt like putting some pressure on the girls to pitch in more would be something I could take care of. As Maria got up to clear the table, I stopped her. “Girls, it seems like your mom could use some help with the dishes?” Although not quite as quickly as this morning, they all got up and started cleaning. Maria held my hand and smiled at me as the three girls moved about. At the end, the kitchen was a little bit of a mess but everything was put away in the dishwasher at least. Kelsie and Stacey went to start a movie, so I headed out to the couch. I sat down, and the two girls sat on either side of me, closer than needed on the large couch. Tangled started playing and Kelsie laid her head down in my lap. I tried to play it off but her head was resting right on my penis, and the blood in my cock mad it stiffen slightly. Stacey leaned onto my arm. It seemed a little inappropriate for a man my age to be watching cartoons with two young girls, but they seemed to be treating me like a dad or big brother. Kelsie’s head moved a little and I started to grow. I bolted up and told them I had to find their mom, who was no longer in the kitchen. Stacey giggled as I left. I found both Amanda and her mom in Maria’s bedroom, talking seriously. I tried to close the door and leave but Maria stopped me. “It’s okay, we’ve been talking about you and us and our family. I want you to know that everything is okay, and that we all think you’re wonderful. So please don’t take anything we say the wrong way.” Amanda stood up and came towards me. “We’ve decided that Amanda isn’t going to get any less horny if she isn’t allowed to have sex, but that it isn’t safe for her to be having sex with random boys from school. But the person we both trust is you.” Amanda reached me and put her hand on my arm. “So as long as you’re okay with it, what if YOU were the person she could go to and take care of her needs?” I stopped as Amanda pulled me towards the bed. “Maria, this is serious stuff. It means things for me, for you, for Amanda, for us, and for the other girls. Is this really something you want to do?” “Darren, I am being serious. And trying to be smart. You are a loving, attentive man who means the world to me right now, and we just met. I think without this Amanda would just get more frustrated and eventually something horrible might happen. So please, if you love me, show my daughter what real love feels like.” This time I moved when Amanda pulled me towards the bed. “And Amanda, is this really what you want?” I asked, making sure to get consent out loud. “Yes” she purred. Maria headed towards the door, but stopped and came back to me. “I love you Darren” she said as she kissed me on the cheek. With that she left and closed the door. I was a little uncertain where to start. So was Amanda. So I decided to start where I would have in high school, with some french kissing and heavy petting. I sat down next to her on the bed and put my arm around her. “So how old are you Amanda?” “18” “And what have you done with boys before?” “I've kissed a few boys, but not for long like they do in the movies. And I let one boy reach up my shirt and feel my breasts.” “Did you like it?” “Yes, although he kept pinching the nipple hard” “Do you like touching your breasts, like you did for me outside.” She smiled and looked down. “Yes. And I like the way you look at them.” “Is that why you don't wear a bra?” “Well yeah, and bras aren't comfortable either! I hate having to wear them!” I brought my hand up under her shirt, stopping with my hand just cupping the bottom of her breast. They felt heavy and firm, just barely resting on my hand. Her eyes closed and her lips parted a little. “Amanda, I don't want you to do, or let me do, anything you don't want. But I don't want to have to ask about everything, so you stop me if anything doesn't feel right, ok?” I could tell her mind wasn't really focused on what I was saying, but she nodded and gave a slight okay. With that I gently squeezed the bottom of her breast, causing her to gasp a little. Her legs spread slightly. I brought my hand up higher, my thumb and forefinger cradling her nipple. Her breasts were a decent C cup, just bigger than my hand could grasp. I applied a little more pressure and got a small moan. I then brought my fingers together, applying pressure around the nipple. Her hand went to my leg and she squeezed. I decided she was ready to move forward. I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. Her eyes opened as she realized what was happening, then closed as she relaxed. My tongue reached out to lick her lips. She responded by opening her mouth and the tips of our tongues touched. Her full wet lips pushed into mine, our warmth merging together. I pushed my tongue through her lips and chased her tongue, hers pushing back in turn onto mine. I continued to rhythmically squeeze and release her breast while moving in front of her. I broke the kiss and grabbed her shirt, looking at her for approval to move forward. Her hands helped mine pull the shirt over her head to reveal a perfect pair of tits. On a different girl you'd believe they were fake, but they were so perfectly proportioned for her. I took off my shirt, then knelt down and pulled a nipple into my mouth. It was clear she'd never felt that sort of warm sensation before, because she jolted upright and pulled my head hard into her breast. I continued my tongue assault, pulling her nipple out proud and hard. I released it and she looked down at it, her hand caressing it and rubbing my saliva in. I started unbuckling my pants in front of her as she watched my hands move. I don't think she was prepared for how large a hard cock was. As I slid my pants off it tented up my boxers and pointed straight at her. She reached out tentatively and tried to pull the boxers down, but it kept catching. So I guided her hand to my cock and let her hold it as I discarded my underwear. She slowly rubbed it with her thumb, and I placed my hand over her small one, showing her how to stroke it. It grew more in her hand stretching towards her. I put my other hand behind her head and gently pushed her mouth towards it. When she got the idea she opened and played her tongue around the tip. A little more urging from me and her lips parted and my head was enveloped by her soft mouth. I let her play for a while and then pulled back, her hand still holding me tightly. I pushed her back on the bed and unbuttoned her shorts. She lifted her ass and allowed me to pull them away, showing me her trimmed pussy again. While it was clear she was wet enough already, I leaned down anyways and took a long lick to enjoy the taste and spread her legs a bit. I climbed on top and waited, looking deep into her eyes. She nodded that she was ready. I leaned down to kiss her passionately, our tastes mingling in each other's mouths into a salty sweet mess. I lifted her ass up a little and guided myself to her entrance. She stopped kissing me when she felt the pressure, but I continued to try to keep her mind preoccupied with my tongue. I pushed in, her labia lips parting for something for the first time. Her hands started gripping my arms as she was stretched wider than she was prepared for. I imagine her nerve endings were firing a continuous stream of sensations to her brain. I continued to push further and she experienced her first orgasm from a guy, her legs shaking against me. As I pushed the widest part into her, she began hyperventilating and squeezing me tighter, so I backed out. Once she caught her breath she looked up at me. “What was that?” she exclaimed. “I'm pretty sure that was a good orgasm, but you're going to have to relax a little if you want more.” “My whole body is tingly. I don't think I can take more of that. I can't even feel my toes!” “Would you like to stop?” She paused and looked at me, slightly confused. “Yeah, but doesn't sex mean you have to shoot your sperm in me?” “No dear, and don't let any guy tell you different. Sometimes you're going to enjoy the sex more, sometimes he will. Sometimes you'll both peak at the same time and it will feel absolutely amazing. Sometimes you'll need to help him other ways, or he'll have to help you. But if you love each other you do what you can to give the other person pleasure, knowing even if you don't cum this time, they'll take care of you later.” She laid back against the bed. “Oh okay. Good, because I'm exhausted.” And with that she drifted off, a beautiful naked teenager after the throes of her first real orgasm. Chapter 6: Snowball I put my clothes on and headed back out to the living room, where the girls were still watching the movie. I sat down at the end of the couch, but despite my best intentions Kelsie scooted over towards me and laid her head back in my lap. Her mom noticed but didn't say anything, while Stacey was intent on the TV. I was still semi hard from Amanda, and Kelsie seemed automatically find it. Eventually she did, and rested her temple right on it. I tried focusing on the children's cartoon, baseball, anything to keep me from getting more excited. When the movie ended, I quickly grabbed Maria's hand and headed towards bed, eager for release. Amanda was still passed out naked when we got there, but I was too excited to care. Maria pulled me on to the bed next to her daughter and started making out with me, pulling our clothes off. She wasn't in the mood for teasing, so I dove down on her snatch. I went straight in, my tongue pressing into her and tasting her juices. She immediately started moaning, ramping up quickly. I continued to drive my tongue into her, my nose tickling her clit. She bucked against me, wrapping her legs around my neck to hold me in place while she writhed. Her juices were flowing rapidly, and I was having trouble lapping them up quickly enough. One deep tongue pushed her over the edge, and she began spraying as the orgasm peaked. I backed up and the spray splashed around the bed. Her hand rapidly flicked her clit and she continued squirting, forming a puddle under her ass. A sheen of her mother's cum coated Amanda's face and naked chest. Soon the orgasm subsided and Maria began to breathe normally. She scooted closer to Amanda to get out of the mess, and I cuddled behind her to fall asleep. I woke up with a start. I must have rolled away from Maria and Amanda and faced the wall. I had that weird feeling of being watched...and as my eyes adjusted I realized I was. A dark silhouette stood over me. I watched as she climbed into bed with me, and I felt her warmth and smooth skin against mine. She could feel my body against hers, and snuggled up so more of our skin was touching. She then scooted down further, aiming my engorged cock at her mouth. “I don’t think we should do this” I whispered under my breath. Amanda's voice replied, “But I want to make you feel good…” I cringed a little since I hadn't cleaned up from earlier, but she was insistent. I felt her lips wrap around my tip and push further down the shaft. She got about half of me in her mouth before I bumped the back. She pushed harder, only causing her to gag and have to spit me out. Her mother woke up to the sound of her daughter coughing. "Amanda, are you alright? Where are you sweetie?" "I'm down here. I can't get his penis all the way in my mouth!" "What?!?" Maria gasped. She drew a breath and calmed herself. "Ok honey, you don't really need to worry about it." "But I heard that you got him all the way down your throat, and he didn't shoot in me earlier, so I thought I'd try." "Amanda, you don't have to worry about it, it really is fine." I interjected. But Maria seemed intrigued. "So you want to deepthroat his cock? It is an amazing feeling for both of you. But you'll have trouble from down there. It's easier if you go from the top." Amanda twisted and turned trying to get on top of me, so I finally grabbed her and dropped her into a 69 position. My head was now pointing right at her face, her small hand wrapped around it. Although she wasn't quite tall enough, her own 18 year old pussy was staring at me, reachable if I craned my neck. "Alright Amanda, now you have him in the easiest position. Just relax and slide him in, as far back as you can go." Her tongue reached out, guiding me into her waiting mouth. I slid in, slightly further than before, before her throat constricted around me. I felt pressure build up as she attempted to get more, but my head was too big. She pulled back and breathed deeply. "Here, let me help you honey." Her mom held both my cock and her daughter's head, then aimed and pushed them together, applying steady pressure throughout. Amanda's throat wrapped around me, then with a sudden pop I slid in. I could feel the muscles in her throat spasm at the intrusion, which only added to the intensity of the feeling. Her mother continued pressing until I felt lips on the base of my shaft, and her nose buried between my balls. Amanda pulled back, took another deep breath, then let her mom push her back into position, faster this time. I was in heaven, as her virgin throat massaged and caressed a good portion of my member. She bobbed her head back and forth, letting me feel it slide in and out. I was building up, and getting turned on, so I leaned forward and took a long lick of her tender flesh. This made her gasp, but with nowhere for the air to go it ended up sending a stream of saliva out her nose, coating my nuts. "It's too sensitive, I can't take it!" She panted, trying to catch her breath. So when she dove back down, Maria stuck her tongue into her tiny asshole. This time I was rewarded with a moan, rippling her throat against my shaft. This pushed me over the edge, and I held her head in place while shooting shot after shot into her stomach, her mother's tongue pressed up into her anus. With that I was exhausted, and the last I recall was Maria and Amanda’s bodies as I passed the fuck out. Chapter 7: Trouble Maria and I woke up to an empty, disheveled bed. Dried cum covered our bodies, the sheets, the walls, and spots on the floor. We took a long hot shower to clean ourselves up. “So I just want to make sure that this is something you’re okay with?” I asked, worried that the sobriety of the morning might make her realize how wrong this might be. “This is odd, definitely Darren. I don’t know that I’m actually happy that Amanda is figuring out how to do all these things so young.” “Would you like me to stop her next time?” “Oh, I love you Darren. No, don’t stop her. You are showing her real love, the kind only somebody who wants to help others knows about. She needs this from a man, and if you take it away she may look for it from the wrong person. And she needs to know that there are men like you out there, so she knows what to look for.” “OK, but you are in charge here. So if you don’t want something to happen, you have the right to stop it.” “There’s no way I think I can stop it now. Just let it be. My past was horrible, but the sex...I really liked the sex. I loved the orgasms and the sensations and the rush. You’re bringing that all back now, and I realize how much I missed it, how much more alive I feel when I’m being fucked like I should be. Right now, I think we all need you.” We finished drying off and headed to the kitchen. Surprisingly, 3 young girls were getting ready for school and busy preparing a somewhat chaotic breakfast of eggs and toast with juice. What was less surprising is that Amanda was topless with only bikini underwear on. Amanda came up to us and kissed first me, then her mom on the cheek. “Sit down, we’re just about ready to serve you!” she beamed. Both Kelsie and Stacey smiled as they continued their preparations. Two plates of breakfast food were placed before us, and we began eating, the girls looking at us for approval. The eggs were a little overcooked and the toast a little under-buttered, but overall it was a great first pass at assistance. That’s when the door opened. “Hello?” came a female voice. “Oh shit.” Maria muttered, her face going a little pale. A couple seconds later a girl who looked like an older Amanda walked around the corner. “What the fuck is going on?” she blurted out while eyeing her naked sister, eventually settling on me. “Why is Amanda naked in front of some strange man?!?” “Lindsey, Lindsey, please stop” Maria pleaded to her oldest daughter. “This isn’t what it looks like.” “It looks like some pervert sex offender is sitting here getting off watching my sister prance naked around the house! Tell me that’s not what this is!” “Lindsey, Lindsey, no, it isn’t like that at all. This is Darren. I mean Mr. Hill. He’s my new boyfriend.” “Don’t be so mad Linds” said Amanda. “Mr. Hill is amazing!” Kelsie calmed Lindsey down, who still looked confused. “Darren...I mean Mr. Hill has been seeing me and the girls for a couple of weeks now. We have been very open with him, and in return he has been the nicest guy possible to all of us. And look, look at this, the girls made breakfast for me! Have you ever seen them do that?” “We can make you some too Linds” piped in Stacey. “Lindsey, why don’t you take Mr. Hill to your room so you can talk to him and get to know him better?” asked her mom. "I have to get the girls to school." Amanda went farther, “He has a giant cock, and makes you feel like you are floating. If you fuck him you’ll see!” Lindsey started to shut down again. “It is what I thought! You are fucking my sister?!?” She glared at me. “Lindsey, I’m sorry, this must be a very sudden surprise for you. I’m going to go for a while so you girls can all talk about this and what it means for you all. Please listen with an open mind and then we can talk later today and you can ask me any questions.” I kissed Maria and said bye to the girls, then headed to work. I returned about dinner time. Everybody was a little quieter than it had been over the weekend. But I felt better when Stacey gave me a hug. Lindsey and Maria were working on dinner, and the other girls were doing homework. I came up and kissed Maria on the cheek. “You and Lindsey should go talk while we get dinner ready.” She whispered loud enough for both of us to hear. I walked a reluctant Lindsey back to Maria's room. I sat down on the bed as she stood to the side. “I'm sure you have questions” I tried to break the silence. “I'm just not sure...this seems so fucked up but everybody seems so much happier.” “This wasn't what I was expecting either.” I let that thought play through our minds. After a few minutes, she piped up, “Why are you fucking my sister?” “I'm doing my best to make your mom happy, and Amanda seems to be doing her best to become a woman. Your mom thought I'd be a good teacher, so I listened and tried to help. And I've found that normally works best for everybody in the end.” “But you're really good in bed?” “Ummm...sure. I'm better than most. What's your main concern?” “That you're going to take my sister's innocence.” “I promise you that if I only had your mom...that would be more than enough for me. I had no plans with your sisters, that happened sort of organically. And from what I understand, you went and found your own way of losing your innocence, despite your mom's intentions. I think she's trying to correct her mistakes.” I looked at her, trying to figure out what was going through her head. “Lindsey, I think you've all lived in a female-centric house for so long you don't know what to do with a guy who treats you right. And your sister is trying to figure out how to adjust, and not knowing any better she's jumped in head first. But I promise you I have no ulterior motive. I love your mom, and I want to make her happy. So far I think I have. And the girls seem to be happier too.” She moved away from the wall and sat next to me. “Yeah, you definitely have made everybody happy.” She mumbled quietly. I didn't push her harder. She seemed conflicted, like learning Santa wasn't real. She put her hand on my leg. “Darren...Mr. Hill...I'm a lesbian. But I don't always feel like one. I think I did it more than anything to get away from my mom. To get away from the unhappiness.” I sat patiently...it seemed like there was a lot of pent up emotion behind this. “I've never fit in. And I've always blamed my mom for that. But now...I'm just not sure.” She laid her head on my shoulder, and her other arm grabbed my bicep. “I've never known a good guy. But they all say you are. How do I know you're for real?” She looked up at me, waiting for a real answer. I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “That's for you to decide Lindsey. Sometimes you need to just take that step and see for sure.” She leaned up so our lips were just close enough not to touch. “It all seems real…..” she trailed off, and her lips fell into mine. We kissed for a while, soft, without pressure or demands. Just lips touching lips, neither giving or taking. She straddled me and started to put a little intensity into the kiss. “You are real, right? This is all real, right?” It wasn't a question that needed to be answered. Or rather, it had already been answered, and she was just confirming it to herself. Our clothes came off, tops and then more awkwardly the bottoms. She stood in front of me naked, a perfect mix of Amanda's young body and her mother's more experienced one. Her breasts were bigger than her mom's or her sister's, with a real weight to them held up by young flesh, and a cleanly trimmed pussy that had known love but had the flexibility of youth. She climbed back on top of me, admiring my body as she did. “I'm guessing that's why they love you so much?” Her eyes locked onto my slowly stiffening member. “No Lindsey, they love me because of what I do for them.” I grabbed her ass and lifted her up, positioning her above my cock. I lowered her until my head was pressing against her lips. Her face silently pleaded with me to fill her. Instead I brought my mouth to her nipples, licking and sucking them to attention. I could feel her wetness on my tip, and her body straining to impale herself on me. I continued to tease her voluptuous breasts, pressing into them with my mouth. *whimper* That was what I was looking for. So I slowly dropped her, inch by inch. I'd occasionally lift her back up, feeling her juices coating my cock. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started rocking, trying to get more of me inside of her. I let her ass drop farther and farther, until finally she was sitting on my legs. She started rocking back and forth, my enlarged head wiggling deep inside of her. Her juices were flowing freely like her mom, and every motion was audible. I stopped her. She looked up at me. “What's wrong?” “Is this okay Lindsey?” “Yes Darren. This is what I've been looking for.” I twisted us around so I was now on top of her. Now I was back in full control. I lifted myself out of her, just the tip playing with her pussy lips. I sucked a nipple into my mouth, and then slowly, almost painfully slowly, slid myself all the way in. Her juices squirted around my cock as I took up all the space inside her. I pulled back just as slowly, letting her feel my head stretch her all the way down her love tunnel. I kept up this pace for a while, her body unable to take the sensations and causing her to writhe underneath me. I picked up the pace, and she started to buck against me in rhythm. Her fingernails raked against my back, breaking the skin. She spread her legs as far as possible, willing me to get deeper inside her. She moaned, asking me to go deeper and harder. I obliged, until she exploded against me. I could feel her pussy squeezing me tightly, unwilling to let go. I rocked back and forth inside her while she had a firm grip on my cock until I was ready to cum. I pulled out as the first shot splashed against her pussy. I pulled up and shot up to her beautiful large tits, then dribbled across her stomach. Her hands spread her legs wide, showing her well fucked pink pussy leaking with her juices and coated with mine. I jerked off till the orgasm subsided and then flopped down next to her on the bed. Her hands absently played with the cum on her body as she came back to reality. She turned and laid her head on my chest. “Darren?” “Yes Lindsey?” “Is this how it feels every time?” “I don't know Lindsey, but I'd try if you want to keep this up” She thought for a moment. “Yeah, I want to keep this up.” We took a quick shower and headed out to dinner. The girls all seemed happy. We ate, the girls cleaned up, then after the younger ones went to watch a movie, we sat down to talk. “Ok girls, we need to discuss some rules here. While we may all enjoy this situation, we won't be able to let others know what we are doing here.” Maria tried to make the older girls understand the gravity of he situation. “Mom, we love you. And you're in charge here. So you let us know what we're allowed to do or not. We understand.” I nodded in agreement with Lindsey. “Just remember he isn't your toy. He's shown that when it's mutual there is more love, and we aren't going to break that now.” The girls agreed. Chapter 8: Menagerie Maria brought us all to her bedroom and turned down the lights. The girls all sat on the bed, looking at me. “Darren, you've given us all something we've been missing...some of us for a long time. So we want to give you something in return. You get all of us, however you want us, tonight. Just ask and you get it. You deserve it.” “Babe, I appreciate the offer. But I think you misunderstand. I do this for myself anyways. Your pleasure makes me happy, so I want to keep making you happy. And I hope you all want to make me happy too. We don't have to take from each other, we just need to be prepared to give. “So this is what I want tonight...I want us to all give pleasure to each other...whatever we want. And I'm going to start by demanding that you let me treat you to my tongue again.” I winked at her. “Alright, but only because that's what you really, really want.” She smiled as she wiggled her clothes off. “You look amazing Maria” I said as I knelt between her legs. “You do mom” the girls chimed in as they sat around her, watching me intently. I took off my shirt, leaned in and smelled her scent. It was intoxicating. My tongue came out and slowly swiped from her asshole up to her clit. She was already starting to leak fluid, and I lapped it up as quickly as she was releasing it. The girls watched intently, obviously getting turned on. After a while she started bucking against me, and I focused on her clit, sucking it in and flicking it hard with my tongue. She started cumming and I backed up so the girls could see as she fingered her clit. A spray of juices came out, mostly coating my chest, but also hitting the girls around us. “You're next Lindsey” She stripped quickly and laid back on the bed next to her mom. I proceeded to satisfy each of the girls, all of them soaking me, the sheets and the other girls. By the end I had 3 naked exhausted girls in a soaked bed and a sore tongue. Maria kneeled down in front of me and pulled down my pants. “Your turn big boy!” She pushed me back on the bed and took my entire cock into her mouth with one push, my cock filling her throat. Lindsey gasped when she saw it. She bobbed her head a few times and then pulled me out, covered in her saliva. She pointed it towards Lindsey. “Your turn baby.” Lindsey tried to swallow me, gagging as I pushed into the back of her mouth. Amanda giggled and said “I can take it all!” Lindsey pulled back and coughed. “Then prove it! This thing is way too big!” Amanda lined me up like her mother had, and tried to push me in all at once. Her throat pushed back. She tried again, then looked up at her mom. “Relax and let me help” Maria said. She put her hand on the back of Amanda's head. “Just relax baby” Amanda got me halfway into her mouth and stopped. Maria started pushing her head down. I could feel her throat squeezing my head, after a little more pressure I felt the wide part pop into her throat and her swallowing motion massaged my head. Maria pushed farther, until I could see Amanda crying. I pulled her head back. “That was amazing Amanda. Thank you.” She moved positions and angled herself from the top and plunged down to the hilt, my balls smothering her nose. She stayed there for at least a full minute, my cock continuing to grow thicker and longer as I got ready to cum. She pulled back, took a breath, and bobbed right back down. I started to leak pre-cum and she pulled back, licking her salty lips. “Do you want to finish him Lindsey?” She decided to line up like Amanda, her hips right above my head. She gripped me tenderly. I was ready to explode, and was waiting for release. She put me in, and the warmth of her mouth made me swell, filling her mouth with my cock head. She tried to move but it was too full to do much. So she started moving her tongue, rubbing it around the head. I was getting so turned on my legs were twitching. That's when Maria saved me by running her tongue over my balls. I tensed up as the feeling worked it's way up my cock. I pushed up into Lindsey's mouth and started to cum. The first pulse was forceful, and caused her to choke a little as it splashed the back of her throat. She pulled off in time for the next pulse to spray her lips and chin. Amanda jumped in and covered my cock with her lips, letting the last waves coat her tongue. Maria continued massaging my balls with her tongue to coax more seed out. Amanda leaned over and started to lick my cum from Lindsey's chin. Lindsey initially backed up causing her sister to lean forward, Amanda's tongue sliding into Lindsey's mouth. They both paused. Then slowly they started kissing, my cum passing between their lips and tongues. Not to be outdone, I pulled Maria up and began to kiss her passionately. The girls separated and found places to lay around me. We turned off the lights and each of us slept a deep, satisfying sleep. Chapter 9: Confined Spaces I woke up in a tangle of hair and breasts and limbs. I pried myself out, trying to disturb the girls as little as possible. I snuck into the bathroom quietly, leaving the light off to not wake anybody. I hadn't been the first though, as I heard tinkling on the toilet. I whispered "sorry" and turned to head out. Amanda whispered back "stay. please." She finished and I heard her get up. In the dark her hands found me. She lowered them to my piss boner. "how do you pee with it pointed up?". "very carefully" I replied. She moved me toward the toilet, her hands never leaving my cock. She pointed it down toward the toilet, a little too forcefully. "Aaaah!" I bent over. "here. carefully" I angled myself, and she gripped me and pointed approximately at the bowl. I let flow. "I can feel it!" She exclaimed. I started to soften as I drained myself, her hands wrapped around it. The last few squirts were left, when suddenly I felt her lips on my tip. I stopped squeezing it out. "what are you doing?" She let me out of her warm mouth. "you tasted good last night. I wanted to taste it again." "those are different things. you don't want to taste my pee." "no, it's fine." She wrapped her lips around me again, this time turning me towards her and sliding me farther in. I sighed and released. The last splash of pee dripped out, and Amanda swallowed it. But she continued sucking. I was starting to stiffen. "that was all of it." She continued until I was mostly hard. "I know. But I want to try this again." She flipped around, bent over, and pushed me into her. She was definitely wet, but still extra tight. I pushed a little, hoping she'd stretch to accommodate my girth. Her breathing got faster, and I could feel her body shaking underneath me. My head popped in, and her legs buckled as an orgasm immediately swept over her. I had to hold her up to keep her from dropping into the unflushed toilet. "it feels so good, but I can't take it!" She cried in between breaths. "that's okay, we don't have to do this." "but I want to make you feel good with sex! everybody else has!" "ssshh, let's not wake your sisters. we can clean up and talk about it later." "No. I want to make you cum!". She paused. "What if...what if you tried to do it in my butt?" "Oh Amanda, I'm sure that will be even harder." "I want to try!". She persisted. She got back up, bent over, and pulled me towards her ass. "it won't work like that. you need some lubrication" She grabbed some lotion from the sink, and rubbed it on my cock. "there!" I shrugged. Not sure if this was best but she was being too persistent. So I lined myself up and told her to relax. It was tight. Really tight at first. But sure enough, she relaxed and I started to slide in. A steady pressure gripped my cock. She was grunting a little, but hadn't whined at all. I continued in, waiting for her to stop me when it hurt. But she pressed back against me, and eventually I felt her ass cheeks against my legs and my balls on her pussy. I stayed there for a minute, held in place. She pulled out a little, and I started to move. "is this okay?" "mmhmm" she replied. "it isn't so intense. I like this better." I stroked a few times, building up quickly. This was as fast as masturbating. She started to moan. I was getting bigger, and it was getting harder to move fast. A few short little strokes and I came with little warning. She gasped and moaned again. I was spent from the last few days, so it wasn't a long orgasm. Suddenly I felt hands on my back. Maria whispered in my ear "did you enjoy fucking my daughter in the ass?" I mumbled an apology. She stopped me by wrapping her arms around me, grabbing her daughter's hips, and pulling us together. I could feel her warm breasts on my back. She then said "watch this" and pulled me back. My dick plopped out of Amanda's ass and Maria buried her face where it had been. Her tongue dove into her daughter's hole, licking and slurping the sticky mess until her daughter's legs shook with one last orgasm. Maria stood up, smiled and wiped her mouth, then spanked her daughter hard and told her to clean up. Chapter 10: Boundaries While we showered we talked about the events of the last few days. She seemed unfazed by it all, but I was worried about the lack of restraint around her daughters. We agreed to set some defined rules so this didn't turn into a free for all. We dressed and went out to the kitchen. It was nice to see the girls helping out again without being asked, but it was clear they had developed little inhibition. Lindsey was dressed, but in the narrowest sense of the word. Like Amanda, she had no problem going braless in tiny loose tank tops, and shorts that didn't really cover her cheeks. Amanda had the shorts on (and was walking a little funny), but opted to go topless. Kelsie had a shirt on, but no bottoms, and Stacey had only managed to put on tiny white underwear, although her body had little to cover. "After breakfast we need to have a little talk girls" their mother announced. The girls seemed to not pay much attention, continuing to get ready for school. We ate and the girls put on school clothes, which seemed to match their church clothes. Amanda had on clothes that were a little too revealing, Kelsie was dressed in sports gear, and Stacey wore clothes that could have been for a boy or girl, her freckled cheeks and long red ponytail the only giveaway. "Alright, we've all had our fun with Mr. Hill, and he's a nice guy. But he's still a man, and we have to get used to having a man around. You can be naked in your rooms, but when you're out in the house, you should be properly clothed when Mr. Hill is around. In case somebody comes to the door or sees us, I don't want them getting any wrong ideas. Got it?" The girls all nodded, then jumped up, grabbed their bags, and rushed out for school. Each one planted a kiss on my lips as they left, with Maria last, giving me an extra long kiss. I decided to force a break by staying home the next few days. While being surrounded by good looking girls is fun and stimulating, it was also exhausting. I took care of some stuff around the house and had some me time. Friday night I got an urgent text from Maria. Maria: Can I come see you tonight? I need your loving bad! I texted sure, and 15 minutes later she knocked on the door. She looked gorgeous, obviously had put on some makeup and done her hair big. A tight top and jeans with heels completed the look. "Let's hit the bar. I need some adult time!" She rushed me to my car, despite my casual attire. The bar near me was kind of a dive. Some jukebox playing too loud and quite a few chubby chicks and older guys contemplating things they'd probably both regret. We grabbed a couple of beers and found a quieter booth. She told me the girls had been good all week, but after the sex she had been horny and wanting. She asked if we couldn't make it more regular. I agreed but told her we might want to enjoy short breaks to keep me from being too drained. That lightened her mood and she started dancing to the next song. This caught the attention of some cowboys at the bar, who headed over and boxed her in. They were drunk and aggressive, two things that made me give up bar hopping in my younger days. She was playing up the sex appeal, unaware that the guys thought she was ready to go for them. Eventually they started grabbing at her ass and breasts, and she realized what was going on, but had a hard time finding me in the crowd. I could see she was panicking. Not interested in getting into a pissing contest, I came up to the guys and tried a different approach. "Hey, the bartender says there's something wrong with your card!" "What?" "The bartender, he's asking for you!" "What?" I pointed and motioned. He moved away from Maria enough that she could slip behind me. We started to head out the door. The door was just shutting when the assholes came out. "Mother fucker! That's our girl" "Dude, she's just heading home. Maybe another night." "That fucking bitch isn't going to play a cocktease. She knows she wants this!". He was a big guy, and his friend was right behind him. We kept walking towards the car as they followed. I opened the door and let Maria in. Asshole #1 slammed the door shut, barely missing crushing her ankle. "Listen mother fucker. We're going to tag team that piece of ass, and if you don't let her go with us, we'll kick your ass and make you watch." I really didn't want to fight, and wasn't sure I'd survive well. But they didn't seem interested in peace. Laws of the jungle I guess. I started to push past Asshole #2 when his buddy grabbed my shoulder. Thinking quickly, I opened the car door hard, slamming it into his forearm. He loosened his grip enough that I could shove #2 back, then dashed towards the other side. I wouldn't have made it in time, but fortunately the bouncer had taken some interest in the scuffle and planted himself between me and them. "Good night fellas. Time to drive that big ole pickup back home." He made it clear that wasn't merely a suggestion. I got inside the car and headed out. Maria was shaking quietly. Further down the road she finally calmed down, but still quiet. We walked inside and headed for the couch. She turned to me. "I'm so sorry." I started to interrupt but she stopped me. "No, it's my fault. Younger me would have gone home with those two, let them abuse me, and then trashed their place before I left. I shouldn't have let myself slip into that role." "I need to separate that part of me, especially since I've met a good guy. I won't let it happen again. I assured her that everything was alright and that I understood, and would give her time. "So I owe you a bigger thank you for saving me. And I think I know the trick. Do you remember what I did for Amanda that morning?" "You mean the ass thing?" "Yeah. Trust me, guys can enjoy it too. Strip off your clothes and I'll show you." I stripped and laid back on the couch. She took her top and bra off and leaned down. Her tongue started at the base of my cock and worked up, then back down and arpundy freshly shaven balls. Her hands went under my thighs and lifted, and her tongue trailed lower. The sensation was incredible. I'd never been into ass play, but her warm wet tongue made my whole body warm up. She traced the tip around my hole, up to my balls, and back again. My cock was rock hard and pointing up from my stomach. She stopped at my hole, and I felt force building up. The sensation made it hard to relax, but more massaging and she slipped in further. Suddenly I felt her tongue push in and out, and I could feel an orgasm building without any contact with my cock. She must have sensed or felt it, because she dove in hard, her nose stuffed into my ballsack. Her hand reached up and rubbed me, giving me so many different feelings it was hard to concentrate. My breathing intensified and I felt my cum building. Her tongue must have been deep, and stretched my asshole with each thrust. She would exhale into my nuts when she needed a breath. And her hand pushed a little harder on my cock. "Maria, I, uhhh, ohhhhhhh!" I heard the first shot hit the couch near my head. It may have been the most forceful ejaculation I'd ever had. The next shot hit my shoulder, and the next, which was rare for me to keep shooting so far. I realized my butt cheeks were clenched on her face, but she didn't seem to care, rimming me till I completed. I got up to clean myself. "I'm not done yet!" She said, her cheeks and chin wet with saliva. She leaned down and licked up the streams on my shoulder, then dove in and sucked the pool of cum off my stomach and chest. She swallowed and then deep throated my cock, giving me a mini orgasm and one last shot of seed for her stomach. "Ok, my turn!" She pulled her pants down and straddled my face. She was dripping juices onto my chest and chin. My tongue darted out to catch the drips, before touching her clit. She moaned and dropped onto my face harder, smothering me with her scent. My tongue went to work. After playing with her pussy, I decided to give her a treat, something I'd never done before. My hands pushed her up a bit and my tongue pressed against her puckered hole. She obviously knew how to relax faster and my tongue pushed through her sphincter easily. My nose was physically buried in her pussy, and her juices were flowing so well I had to close my eyes. "Ohmygoddontstop" she screamed, bucking against me to drive both my tongue and nose deeper. I gripped her ass cheeks to make sure she didn't fall off, and continued rimming her asshole. She must clean it well, because I didn't taste anything but a little hint of sweat and her juices. After a few minutes of build up she screamed out, squeezed tight, and gushed. Like shower head force on my face. My tongue and nose were clamped in place, and I couldn't breathe for fear of drowning, but I tried to suck it up and not stop. Eventually her back stopped arching and her butt relaxed, and I pushed her onto my chest. I wiped my face and sat up a little, looking for something to clear my eyes. Finding my shirt, I wiped them clean, then looked down. Maria's skin was flush, bright red, especially over her breasts and her shoulders. She was slumped forward and panting, using the couch to support her. Even after the stream of juices, she flowed continuously on my chest, and I could see her pussy quivering as if it was still going through orgasms. I touched her arm and she moved away. "Too much! It's too sensitive. Give me a minute." She leaned down on me and started kissing my face, tasting herself on my chin and cheeks. We kissed passionately, unconcerned about the mix of bodily fluids. She took a few deep breaths, then asked me to take her to bed. Chapter 11: Domination The next morning we headed over to her house. The girls were sleeping in when we got there, and the house was a bit of a mess from the lack of parental supervision. I worried that they had regressed while I was gone. The girls woke up with giddy excitement that I was back. I reminded them that they were part of the house too, and had them clean up for their mom. Lindsey came over later that morning, and brought a surprise. According to Kelsie, this was the first time Lindsey had ever brought her girlfriend over to meet Maria. And what a girlfriend. Lindsey had a great body, but Lior was something else entirely. Tall, leggy, with a cute Israeli face and brownish red hair, she looked more like a runway model than any lesbian I've seen. I tried to behave, but I couldn't stop glancing over at her. She had on a small jean skirt and bright green crop top, showing abs that were more toned than most swimsuit models. The girls were excited, but there was noticeable tension between Maria and Lindsey, even if no hostility percolated to the top. I tried to calm Maria down with occasional hugs and kisses. But I could see her body tense every time Lior walked in, or showed affection with Lindsey. The one benefit was that the girls weren't putting their attention completely on me. Later that afternoon most of the girls had found something to do, and Maria was working outside. Lindsey and Lior approached me, Lindsey grinning awkwardly. "Hi Mr. Hill. Have you had a chance to meet Lior?" "Only briefly. It's nice to meet you Lior, everybody seems excited you're here." "Thanks Mr. Hill. I've been a little nervous but you've all been really friendly. I'm especially glad to meet you, Lindsey tells me you're amazing!" I blushed a little, not 100% sure what amazing things Lindsey had told her about. Lindsey must have noticed because she piped up. "Yeah, you've treated all of us girls so nicely, and helped us out, and taught us...stuff, you know!" Both Lior and I looked at her, knowing that wasn't the whole truth. "Can we go talk somewhere private?" Lior said lightly, her voice as sexy and enticing as her body. "Ummm…sure." We went into the office and both girls got quiet. I waited expectantly. Lior finally started explaining, and Lindsey jumped in to help out with the story. Turned out Lior wasn't always lesbian, she had a long-term boyfriend who was good looking, but conceited and self centered. So what she wasn't getting in bed, Lindsey was able to provide. "...everything except a big dick. Girls are too crazy to have a normal relationship with, but they are THE BEST in bed." "I can't agree with you more Lior. But then what help do you need? Sounds like you have everything covered." Lior paused. Lindsey finally blurted out "I told her how amazing the sex was with you, and she wants to try it. Her boyfriend is HORRIBLE in bed!" Lior blushed brightly and covered her face in her hands. "Lindsey…." she mumbled and trailed off, too embarrassed to admit or deny it. Lindsey continued. "He is! You tell me about it all the time. Mr. Hill, I told her about the way you make love, and what it felt like, and how amazing the orgasm was. She was so turned on we made love right on the table!" Lior finally stopped her, "Lindsey, I think that's enough, he doesn't want to hear about us." Lindsey corrected her, "I'm pretty sure Mr. Hill really enjoyed hearing about it", and guided Lior's attention to the tent forming in my shorts. Lior gasped. Lindsey asked me to show it to her. "Ummm….sure." Lior nodded her head when I confirmed she really wanted me to show her. I pulled my shorts down first, allowing her to see the bulge through my boxers, the outline of the head almost poking out the bottom. Eager to see more, Lindsey grabbed the waistband of my underwear and pulled them all the way off. My cock wasn't completely hard but it was thick and pointing straight at the girls. Lior hesitantly reached out and began to touch it. She wrapped her hand around it and looked at Lindsey with an amazed smile on her face. I was surprised how naive she seemed for somebody so good looking. "Well, my parents are very religious, so they kept me away from boys for the most part" she explained when I asked. "That's how I got into girls really...they were the only people around when I was just starting to learn about sex. Then I moved out here, and met my boyfriend, who is a model with a great body, but he's not very smart and definitely doesn't have anywhere near as big of a penis. But he lets me date Lindsey to keep me from getting frustrated." "But this" she continued "this is...wow...it's huge." I stopped her. "Lior, this isn't even that big". Lindsey added, "But it feels amazing inside you, and you know how to make love better than any boy I've ever been with." I stepped back and dressed again. We agreed to discuss this more at my house Wednesday night for dinner. We headed back out into the living room, where Amanda spotted us first. "Lior, did you get to see his cock?" "Amanda!" My voice started to grow. "I told you we don't use that kind of language in the house!" "What? I can say cock. You have a cock, and I've sucked your cock, and Lior should fuck your cock. Cock cock cock." I'd had enough. The girls were behaving better, but still too unruly for me. I grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her over the back of the couch, her legs off the ground. WHACK! My first spank nailed her hard, taking the wind out of her. "What did I say about what I'd do if you talked like that again?" WHACK! I was a little upset and wanted to shock them into some respect. WHACK! I turned around. All of the girls were watching the punishment. I gently pulled Amanda back up, who was obviously in pain. I told her to apologize to her mom and Lior for using that language. In between sniffles, she mumbled an apology, then looked at me, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Your mom and I deserve your respect. So when we tell you not to do something, you should listen and pay attention. From now on, you girls will pay attention to your mother, or this will happen again." Amanda nodded, then sprinted off to her room as she started to sob. I was sad that I had to punish her, but hoped there would be a change around the house. Maria deserved it. I was pleasantly surprised that Maria came up and gave me a hug. She whispered in my ear "It's okay. Thank you." The other girls were quiet, and then started to head back to what they had been doing. Lior stood and watched the longest, holding hands with Lindsey but not saying anything. Dinner was a little quieter that night. I had been true to my word, you could see that Amanda was uncomfortable sitting in her chair. After dinner, without being asked, the girls cleared the table and cleaned the kitchen. I'd even say they were improving. We headed to the couch to watch a movie. Amanda sat next to me. "Mr. Hill, is it okay if I lay my head in your lap?" Amanda asked softly. "Yes Amanda, that would be nice." The movie started, and Stacey turned off the lights. I felt Amanda's small hands start rubbing my penis. I decided to let her do what she wanted for now. She slid my zipper down and reached in, extricating my cock from the cramped confines. I heard her take a deep breath, and then the warmth of her mouth around my head. She pushed her head down until I could feel the pressure of her throat on my head. But she didn't stop, continuing to push. Unfortunately my large knob wasn't able to slip through at this angle, but she wasn't giving up. She came up for air and grabbed my hand. Placing it on the back of her head, she took a deep breath and went down again. At the back of her mouth, she bobbed, and I got the idea. I started applying gentle pressure to her head, that resulted in tighter pressure on my head. She adjusted slightly, and with another push I could feel my cock slide in, and her lips touch the base of my cock. It was unbelievably good. She wiggled her head a little and every sensation excited me more. She pulled back and breathed in through her nose, then dove down again. Between her motion and my pressure, she was able to stroke the entire length of my cock into her mouth. It wasn't going to take long at this rhythm. I felt myself start to swell, and at the same time Amanda starting choking. But she didn't stop, driving me as deep as she could. I had tried to stay quiet, but couldn't any more. "Oh my God, here it comes!" She forced herself all the way down, the first blast going straight down her throat. She continued to bob up and down, and the next shot sprayed the back of her throat. She kept going, milking my cock until there was nothing left. When she pulled up, her mouth and nose were covered in a mix of cum and saliva. After the movie, the girls went to get ready for bed, but I stopped Amanda. "You know why I had to spank you, right?" "Yes Mr. Hill. I need to talk right, and respect you guys." "I don't want to do it again, okay? Tonight, why don't you come to bed with us?" "Really! Yes Mr. Hill, thank you!" She gave me a hug and went to get ready for bed. Maria looked at me with a smile. "You were just what we needed. I think God answered my prayers." "You're still okay with all of this?" "Oh my God yes! I've never been happier, and the girls are more helpful and happy when you're around. I just hope we aren't too much for you to handle?" "Not yet! But I'll let you know if I need my space." We headed to bed. Amanda was already there, laying in bed wearing a thin shirt that didn't quite cover her trimmed pussy. I crawled in between her legs, kissing the insides of her thighs. I worked my way up to where a small patch of hair pointed to a tight, plump set of pink pussy lips. My tongue stretched out to wipe the lips, one by one. Amanda was shaking with anticipation. I finally pressed through, my tongue grazing her clit, and her back arched. Maria put her hand on my back. "I have an idea…" She had me lay on my back, and Amanda got on all fours, her pussy directly above my mouth. I leaned up and continued licking, her legs shaking and back arching with every deep dive of the tip of my tongue. I felt Maria's hand on my cock, and she started to stroke me till I was hard. She plunged her mouth to the base of my cock a couple of times, lubricating the full length, then straddled me and started to ride my cock. Then I felt Maria lean forward, her weight resting on my chest. I continued to try to concentrate on Amanda's pussy, and her moaning let me know I was close. Suddenly I felt Maria's chin bump mine, and Amanda said "Whoa!" Maria calmed her, "Just enjoy baby", and leaned back in, pushing her tongue against her anus. Amanda shuddered through an orgasm, and I was rewarded with a gush of sweet nectar. I slurped and sucked as she continued to shake, the dueling tongues extending her peak. Maria's tongue would dive down and mix with mine, then trace back up to her daughter's asshole, until finally Amanda's arms gave out and she collapsed on top of me. She slid up, and I began to passionately kiss Maria, trading tastes of Amanda's ass and pussy. I held her tightly as she continued to grind her pussy onto my cock. I was spent from Amanda's blowjob, so I focused on her, meeting every thrust with one of my own until she started to tense. Her pussy started spraying, cum soaking my balls. She rode until she was through, then laid down next to me. Amanda was alert again, and moved her way down, cleaning up her mother's cum by licking and sucking my cock and balls. She hesitated, then leaned forward and started to clean her mother's legs. She then tentatively started licking her mom's pussy, until her mom grabbed her daughter's head, pulling her face deeper into her pussy. I could see Amanda licking as hard as she could, trying to keep her face on her mother's bucking pussy. Maria let out a scream and sprayed her daughter with the last of her orgasm. Amanda wiped her face, then stuck her tongue into her mother's crack wiping the last of the cum that had dripped down her ass, earning one last shudder from her mother. "Oh baby, that was amazing. Thank you both." Maria said breathlessly. Amanda smiled, her lips glistening with her mother's juices, then climbed up between us, her ass pushing against my semi-rigid member until we all fell asleep. Chapter 12: Toys I woke up Sunday morning feeling refreshed. Amanda was still nestled between us, her head resting on Maria's breasts and her ass cradling my cock. I was hard as a rock and more than a little horny. I scooted around, then slid my cock between Amanda's legs, rubbing against her mound. I started moving slowly and steadily, letting the pressure and warmth of her legs jerk me off. She started to stir, and pushed her ass back further to get more contact on her clit. She noticed her mother's breast, and started to lick and suck on the nipple. This woke up her mother, who held her head against her breast and moaned. I started to thrust harder, Amanda's juices making it easier to slide. Maria noticed my cock poking through her daughter's legs and reached down to stroke it. Between how small Amanda was and my length, there was still enough for Maria's hand to grip. Maria moved down the bed, till her face was between her daughter's legs. She wrapped her lips around my cock and began sucking. She pushed forward till her nose was in her daughter's pussy, and starting running her tongue along my shaft and Amanda's lips. This was heaven, and both Amanda and I were building up. She came first, coating the length of my cock, which turned me on enough to start cumming in Maria's mouth. Maria swallowed every drop, then pulled out and licked both Amanda and I clean. We headed into the shower and told Amanda to clean up and get the girls ready for church. After soaping each other up and teasing ourselves till we were horny again, we realized we'd be late if we spent more time. We rushed to get church clothes on and went out. The girls were all ready to go, although they continued to wear their normal attire. No bra for Amanda, sports clothes for Kelsie, and random sparkly outfit for Stacey. Lindsey met us at church, and we all headed to Maria's normal spot near the front of the church. Amanda was on her best behavior, and Lindsey seemed to be paying attention to the pastor, but Stacey and Kelsie were goofing off and making faces. I finally grabbed Stacey by the shoulder and threatened to spank her like I had Amanda. That quieted her down, although they still didn't pay attention, mostly goofing off on their phones. As we drove home, I told the girls they needed to change their attitude at church. If they needed new clothes I'd buy them some, but they needed to show some respect. They nodded in the back seat and I told them I'd take them shopping next weekend. We got home and decided to relax outside, soaking up a beautiful sun. We all threw on swimsuits and laid out on the grass, drinking lemonade and eating chips. The girls were beautiful and sexy, all wearing small bikinis. Maria wore a plunging halter top that held her breasts in place, with a modest black bikini bottom. Amanda had her small red triangle top on with a cheeky red bottom that showed off a good portion of her ass. Kelsie had a bright blue sport swim top on along with a matching sport speedo bottom, perfect for an athlete. And Stacey wore a cute flower bikini. I was in a constant state of arousal, and Amanda would offer or ask for more sunscreen regularly. Eventually, Maria decided she wanted to get rid of her tan lines, and proceeded to pull off her entire outfit. I rubbed sunscreen on all the pale spots, which enticed Amanda to follow suit. Here I was rubbing sunscreen on my naked ladies after church on a Sunday in front of the kids. Eventually I couldn't take it any more, and went over to Amanda. I kneeled between her legs and started to play with her clit with my tongue. She jumped. "Oh my God that's too sensitive!" I backed off and went slower, applying less pressure with my tongue and suction with my mouth. I continued to focus on Amanda, who was building up and gripping the grass on either side of her. Since I couldn't speed up my pace or pressure, it was drawing out her pleasure and her frustration, waiting for release. With a couple more circles around her clit, she started to moan and writhe. I pushed my tongue as far as it could go up her hole, pushing her over the edge. I licked up her juices as they came, continuing for a full two minutes as she lost her breath and shook her head side to side. When I finally stopped, she looked at me with dazed, dreamy eyes. "That was sooo intense. My arms and legs and lips are tingly, and I'm seeing spots." I told her to relax, then sat up. Both Kelsie and Stacey were watching, wide-eyed, and then asked if I could do the same for them. "Oh girls, you are young and small. I don't think it's a good idea, and you should wait till your older." "But I want to feel what it's like to have an orgasm" Stacey whined. "Me too!" piped Kelsie. Maria cooled off their urges by promising ice cream and a movie, and took them inside. I can only imagine what their teenage brains were thinking. Maria came back outside with a surprise. This lovely naked woman was holding a giant purple double-headed dildo. This purple monster had to be two feet long and as thick as a Coke can. It was sexy and my dick immediately jumped to attention. "Amanda, why don't you repay Mr. Hill for his oral attention?" I laid down on a blanket, and Amanda kneeled between my legs, working on my cock. She was getting really good at this. She then stopped, and leaned down further to lick my nutsack. She would roll them around on her tongue, one by one, then slowly suck one into her mouth, then move on to the other. It was intense. Suddenly, she gasped and face planted into my package. I looked back to an amazingly sexy sight. Maria was kneeling ass to ass with her daughter, the purple monster poled between them, Maria pushing against her to drive the dildo deeper. At least six inches was in each girl, and it looked gigantic between them. Their luscious breasts swung wildly, sweat dripping off of each of them. Maria was spraying cum with each thrust, and Amanda seemed to be just on the edge of an orgasm. She could barely focus on my cock, instead just resting her head against it and lunging with each push. Her mom rocked back hard, making most of the toy disappear and sending both girls into ecstasy. Their hands gripped the ground and their heads tossed back, moans almost more animal than human. Amanda's legs started quaking beneath her, and she slumped forward into me, pulling off of one end of the dildo, which spring free and shook out of Maria's ass like a tail. Maria's ass was stretched to the limit, and I pulled the toy out, showing at least 12 inches had been embedded in her. It popped out, leaving her gaping and her sphincter clenching, more juice dripping out of her pussy. She also slumped forward onto her towel, exhausted. We laid down on the grass for a little longer, the girls talking about what it felt like to be penetrated by something that large. The sun got lower and we decided to go in for the night. We ordered some pizza and headed out to watch a movie. All of the girls, including Maria, fell asleep during the movie. I carried each one to bed, gave them a kiss, and then headed back home, ready for a little alone time. Chapter 13: Bondage At work it was difficult to concentrate. My mind kept thinking about Maria, Amanda, the girls, the sex, and how much I already cared for this group of girls I just met. My boss noticed my distraction and called me into her office. Normally I would have been ogling her breasts, held in place carefully with a lacy pink balconet bra under a see through white blouse, or the fact that the slit in her skirt was positioned so that I could see the matching pink panties against her tan Asian skin when she leaned back against the desk. I was pretty sure Jessica wanted me, and I would have probably given in, if not for our work situation. Regardless, she generally teased me with peeks and glimpses, but after the things Maria had shown me my interest wasn't there. I tried to focus enough to be excused, then went back to my desk to daydream about sex with the girls. Wednesday night came, and I had been looking forward to it all week. I had cleaned the house (including the stains on the couch from the previous week), and prepared a chicken parmesan for the girls. Some Jack Johnson played in the background, a decent pair of slacks and relaxed shirt, and I was ready when they rang the doorbell. Lindsey looked amazing. Her breasts were barely covered by a flowy blue top with a very low plunge neckline, that threatened to give me a peek at her nipples every time she turned. She had on a pair of tight white shorts and finished it off with heels. Her hair had been curled, and her eyes popped with mascara, eyeliner, and a blue eyeshadow that matched her shirt. But Lior...Lior could have been on a catwalk. She was wearing a mint green strapless wrap minidress. Her breasts filled the top perfectly, the curves blending into each other. Her long legs were tanned and exposed, with some white stiletto heels that made her stand eye to eye with me. I took her hand, but she pushed in and gave me a hug. I'm assuming she noticed the bulge in my pants pressing against her hip. We sat down and ate, drinking wine, talking about how they met, what Lior did, and what Lindsey was trying to get into. Turned out that Lior was an engineer also, and had met Lindsey who was working as an executive assistant at her medical device company. Lindsey was hoping to get into finance, and took classes occasionally but hadn't always been motivated. I cleaned up while the girls relaxed on the couch. The wine had loosened us all up, and I could hear them whispering and giggling. They had guilty looks on their face when I walked in. "Mr. Hill?" "Please, you girls are adults, call me Darren." "Well Darren...ummm...you know that thing you did with Amanda? Where you...you…" she trailed off, blushing bright red against the dress. "Her spanking?" "Yeah. I was...ummm...I was wondering if you could, you know, maybe you could...ummm...maybe do that with me?". She kept her eyes looking down at the floor the whole time. It was clear to me what she was looking for, so I started speaking bluntly. "I'm sorry Lior. I couldn't really understand what you are asking for. You'll have to look at me and tell me what you want." She looked up, her doe eyes pleading. "Please Mr. Hill, I mean, please Darren, will you spank me like that?" This was going to be fun. "Have you done something wrong Lior?" "Well not yet. But Lindsey wants me to cheat on my boyfriend with you." "And what sort of bad things are you girls planning?" She started to look away. I cleared my throat loudly, and she looked back up. "I wanted to feel your big cock. Inside me. Like you did with Lindsey." Her eyes wandered down to the outline of my cock showing through my pants leg. "That doesn't sound like something a good girl would do. I think you should come over here." I grabbed her arm and pulled her off the couch, then led her to the side, where I pushed her over the arm of the couch. I ran my hand up the back of her leg, till I got to her skirt. I flipped it up over her ass and got a surprise. She hadn't been wearing panties! Her ass and pussy were totally exposed. "Oh, you are a bad girl, aren't you? Stay here, just like this, while I go talk to Lindsey. If you move I'll have to ask you to leave." I took Lindsey into the kitchen. "What are you doing Mr. Hill? I wanted you to show her gentle lovemaking like you did with me. I don't think you should be so rough with her." "Lindsey, I appreciate your concern. But the reason I can make you feel so good is that I pay attention to what you want. And you needed something gentle and close. Lior doesn't, she needs somebody authoritative and aggressive." "But she's not like that with me." "Yeah, I think because of her past she needs a guy to do this. And I'm assuming her boyfriend doesn't. This is what she wants, and it is what will make her enjoy it more. Just like you want me to be gentle." I explained to her what I wanted her to do, and what I planned for the rest of the night. She agreed, but told me to go easy on Lior, in case she didn't know what she was asking. I assured her that I would make sure Lior was cared for. We walked back to the living room. Lior was still bent over the couch. What a sight! Her long legs, stretched even higher in her heels, ending in a perfectly toned ass. Lindsey started undressing. "Lior, I need you to do something for me. I will punish you, but only if you eat out Lindsey. If you stop, I stop. Ok?" "Ummm, yes Darren." Lindsey climbed into the couch, positioning her pussy right in front of Lior's mouth. Lior bent over, exposing more of her pussy, and started licking Lindsey. Lindsey moaned immediately. It was obvious Lior was good at this. I turned back to Lior's ass. I rubbed my hand on it, admiring the shape and curves. My fingers roamed the curve into her waist, the muscles of her hamstring and glutes, and the crack of her ass. Then without warning I reached back. WHACK! I heard her yelp into Lindsey's pussy, but she kept going. I watched as a red image of my handprint started forming across her ass cheeks. Lindsey's eyes were watching me, although I could see she was enjoying Lior's tongue. WHACK! A low Ohhhhh sound escaped from Lior, muffled by Lindsey's body. She seemed to be getting turned on by this. I ran my hand over her ass, the redness spreading. I trailed down her ass, onto her pussy, which was starting to open, her clit protruding through her lips. I flicked my finger over it, making her jump. WHACK! With one very hard swat, Lior's legs started to buckle. But she quickly caught herself, and dove right back into Lindsey's snatch. Lindsey's head went back, ecstasy starting to build up. Lior knew she could stop the spankings if she stopped on Lindsey, making it clear she wanted more. I pushed my finger through her pussy lips, coating them in her love juice, then sucked on it. "You taste really good Lior. Does your boyfriend know that I'm about to fuck this tasty pussy?" She shook her head and mumbled into Lindsey's pussy. "Shall I continue?" She nodded her head and mumbled affirmatively. I grabbed both of her arms, forcing her to try balancing with her face stuffed into the pussy. I held both slender wrists behind her back with one hand, then pulled back again. WHACK! I gave her ass the hardest smack yet, pulling her back into it. Her legs buckled again, pushing her completely into Lindsey. Lindsey's eyes went wide, I'm assuming because Lior's tongue and nose were pressed deep into her. Lior composed herself again and straightened her legs, then went at Lindsey again. I could tell Lindsey was getting close. So was Lior. I pushed my finger into her vagina, easily sliding in to the second knuckle. I pulled it out and trailed her slickness up to her asshole. WHACK! That did the trick. Lior moaned loudly and slumped completely into Lindsey, which pushed her over the edge and she followed with her own moan. Both girls started shaking as the waves of pleasure ran through them. I let Lior's hands go and she pushed herself up. "What was that?" She asked, still trying to catch her breath. "Did you have an orgasm from the spankings?" I asked. "But you didn't even fuck me! How could I cum so hard?" "Well Lior, I guess we just found what really turns you on." Lindsey reached down and brought Lior up to her face. They kissed passionately. Lior's ass was bright red and her pussy was swollen. I was aching to fuck her. "Let's head to bed girls." Now I've always loved four-poster beds, so much that I bought one when I had the opportunity. It was a giant California King. Fortunately, I finally had somebody who I could really use it with. Lindsey helped Lior out of her dress and both girls rolled into the bed, kissing and making out. I grabbed my silk bonds and started tying them to the four corners of the bed. Lior and Lindsey definitely seemed interested. I then had Lior lay on her back and, starting with her arms, I tied her so she had minimal room to move. She was gorgeous, naked and spread eagle on my bed. My cock was trying to punch a hole through my pants. Lindsey came over to me while Lior watched our every move. She helped me out of my shirt and then sat on the bed, framed by Lior's legs, delicate ankles wrapped in blue silk. She teasingly unzipped my pants slowly, brushing her hands against my bulge as much as possible. She let my pants fall down to my ankles. My boxers had a giant wet spot where I had been leaking pre-cum during the spanking activities. She put her mouth around it, nibbling at my head. She pulled the waistband down and my cock sprang up, nearly slapping her chin. I caught Lior straining her neck to try to see around Lindsey, who was blocking her view. I gently grabbed Lindsey's head and pushed her against me, sliding between her wet lips, making sure to keep her in between Lior and what she wanted. I described out loud what Lindsey was doing, how good it felt, and how big I looked stretching her lips. Lior writhed on the bed, noticeably turned on, nipples hard, but with no way to touch herself and provide release. Lindsey was doing a great job working my dick. One hand was cupping my balls, stroking each nut with the extra saliva and pre that dribbled out of her mouth and down my shaft. Her other was wrapped around the base, stroking me in rhythm with the bobbing of her tongue. I could feel pulses of pre cum leak out. She seemed intent on making me cum, but I needed to last tonight. I pulled her off and had her turn around, bent over, her face inches from Lior's pussy. But I told her that she couldn't lick or touch Lior, Lior was still being punished. Lior arched her back, aching to be touched to help her explode, but even with her amazing flexibility and core strength Lindsey was too far away. It was beautiful to watch. I rubbed my hands over Lindsey's back, running them down her hips, up to the edge of her boobs, and then back. I gripped her hips and slowly pushed into her from behind, continuing to provide every excruciating detail to Lior. The way her pussy lips extended as it gripped the meat. How the wetness and warmth coated me, making my cock slick and shiny when I pulled back. How I could feel her vagina adjusting to let my head squeeze up to her cervix. I had Lindsey describe her feelings as well. Every thrust of mine would push her close to Lior, her breath teasing the nerves tingling with excitement. I had worked Lindsey up slowly and methodically. She was breathing harder and having a difficult time explaining the sensations to Lior. I would push in until she had swallowed me completely, then give an extra push before pulling out slowly and doing it again. Her legs started shaking and I could feel her ass muscles tighten. I began short strokes, buried deep within her, as her orgasm crested and she started moaning and grunting as her body went tight. I held myself deep in her, letting it subside. When Lindsey's breathing returned, I leaned forward harder, putting my weight onto her and forcing her into Lior. She got the hint and started lapping at the wetness. Lior exploded almost instantly. Her muscles looked amazing, strained and tight, as she lifted her whole body off the bed with the exertion. I pulled out of Lindsey and moved to the head of the bed. Her mouth was already open, eyes closed, waves of orgasms breaking as Lindsey continued to play. I rubbed my cock, still slick with Lindsey's juice, around Lior's lips. Her tongue instinctively darted out and licked at my bulb, tasting her lover on me. A thin string of my cum stuck between the head of my cock and her mouth. I pushed into her waiting mouth, and she eagerly swallowed me. I reached the back of her throat but didn't stop, leaning my weight into it to force it through the constricted space. Her eyes opened wide at the intrusion. But I continued, a steady pressure till the outline of my head was visible, bulging her throat like a cartoon. She peaked into another orgasm as Lindsey continued sucking and probing her box. Tears ran from her eyes as the lack of oxygen and tensing of muscles caused her to swallow around me. I almost came but instead pulled out. Lior gasped, choking on the excess saliva and my fluid. Her face was red and her breasts were heaving. I moved Lindsey out of the way and plunged my entire sticky, messy member balls-deep into her. Lindsey's tongue and her orgasms had lubricated her extremely well, but she hadn't ever had a guy this big, and the multiple orgasms had left her super tight. But my rod was stiff and I wasn't trying to be gentle. Her body immediately convulsed in a string of orgasms, her head tossing side to side and her voice screaming out incoherent sounds. I pumped hard into her, until my own pent up orgasm was ready. I pulled out and shot a stream up to her neck, then a few more pulses on her tight abs, and then dribbles onto her pussy. Before I released her, I moved back up and had her clean me up, cock and balls. I finally untied her arms, and she got up and hugged Lindsey tight. I untied her legs and she stretched fully, showing every inch of her impressive physique. "That was the most intense I've ever felt! That was crazy! My whole body is still shivering and I keep having little aftershocks." She kissed me hard on the lips, despite the slobber, and then gave me a big hug. "This was wonderful! I hope we can do it again! Soon!" "You really enjoyed that? He was so rough!" Lindsey still couldn't get over the fact that not everyone has the same turn ons. "Oh my God yes. And next time, you can go harder." She purred, running her hands along her body. "But I'm going to be sore tomorrow. I may have to skip the gym and soak in a hot tub." The girls took a shower together while I changed the sheets. They came back in together, and we all crawled in bed, hugging contentedly. Chapter 14: Tag team I was now even more distracted at work. And it didn't help that Lior would send me messages like: "I can still feel where your cock in my throat whenever I swallow. Love, Lior" I felt a little guilty and was worried a little about Maria. I went over for a calm dinner Thursday night, and then talked to her before we went to bed. "And you're sure you're okay with me sleeping with your daughter and her girlfriend?" "Lindsey keeps telling me how happy she is, and how much she loves you and Lior. I don't want to ruin that, and I know they're safe with you. So while I may be a little jealous of Lior, I don't want to do anything to get between you and Lindsey." "Well you let me know if there's anything you need." "Right now, I need this" she grabbed my cock "filling me up until I pass the fuck out" I couldn't say no to that. I spooned behind her, easily sliding in to her. There was little motion, just a gentle rocking, the tip of my penis rubbing her g-spot over and over. Her orgasms weren't the strongest, but they kept coming, and her love canal was squeezing my entire length. I came, deep within her, pressed against her back, and then drifted off to sleep. I woke up with my cock still inside her. Her pussy had managed to massage me hard all night. A few thrusts and she woke up, pressing back against me, continuing what we left off with the night before. We shared a small orgasm and then got ready for work. As I was leaving she stopped me. "Why don't we go back to that bar near your place?" "Ummm...sure. But are you comfortable there?" "I think I can find a way to get comfortable." We met there that night, packed with the cowboy crowd again. Maria would occasionally get me on the floor to dance, but mostly danced by herself, swaying to the music and overall looking sexy. She had on a mid-length loose skirt and a tight tank top, with her nipples showing through the built-in bra. A tall cowboy asked her to dance, and she tried to follow his line dance moves on the floor. Then they two-stepped around the room, her laughing the whole time. She came over to the booth where I had been drinking my beer and watching her. She smiled. "I figured out what I'd like to do. You know, to get back at you for fucking my daughter's gorgeous girlfriend." "I knew you weren't going to be happy about that. I said I was sorry...and I won't do it again." "Oh no. You'll keep fucking her, I'm not going to stop you. And you'll keep fucking me and Amanda. But tonight, I'm going to give you a little peek into the type of whore I used to be." "Maria, you were never a whore. And you don't have to prove anything to me." "I'm not. I'm proving it to myself. I'm going to let myself be a whore, but this time I'm going to be in control, and do what I want, without hurting myself or others. And I know I'm safe, because you'll be there, watching me." "Like a cuckold?" "No my love. Like my pimp. You'll be my pimp, and at the end of the night, you'll get to fuck my ass to prove you're the dominant guy in my life. Ok?" I nodded. She still hadn't let me know what she was doing, and I was a little worried, but I was in no place to say anything. "Let's get shots!" She yelled, and ran to the bar. She walked back with the tall cowboy and six shots of tequila. "This is Dave. Dave, this is Darren. Darren's here to protect me, so don't get any bad ideas, okay?" I looked at Dave, who had to be 6'6" and 220 pounds, and thought to myself that hopefully he's as nice as he seemed. We did the first round of shots, and Maria asked Dave for details about himself without sharing too many of her own. She tipped back the other shot and dragged him back onto the dance floor. I could see she was getting closer to him, grabbing his thick arms or grinding against his leg. As the lights came on in the bar, I could see her actively stroking his neck and thighs. "Ready to head outside handsome?" I don't think Dave or I knew who she was talking to, but we grabbed our stuff and started to walk out with her. When we got outside, Maria stopped at the bouncer. He was a thick black guy with a shaved head and muscles on his muscles. "I never properly thanked you for what you did for us the other night, did I?" The bouncer looked her up and down, a moment of realization crossing his face. "Those two were due for some smackdown. I'm sorry you had to go through that. But they won't bother you again. They step foot on this property and I'll leave them hurting." "Yes, but what you did was amazing. You deserve a big thank you for saving me." She leaned over, putting her hands on his upper thighs. He was sitting on a barstool, arms still crossed but definitely tense and prepared to move if she did something stupid. Instead, she moved her hands to his zipper. "Ma'am, I can't do that here and now." "The bar's closed! Your job is over. Now relax and let me take care of this." At that she pulled the zipper down, reached in, and pulled out the longest snake I'd seen in real life. Even soft, it had to be 10 inches. I smiled, knowing I was still thicker. Regardless, the amount of cock hanging out of his pants was impressive. Maria seemed impressed too. She held it with both hands, admiring it. She licked it from the tip to her hands, still at least four inches of exposed cock. She then took it into her mouth, making the bouncer sigh with contentment. She pulled off and turned around to Dave, who had been watching intently. “You aren't one of those guys that doesn't know what to do with a girl, right?” I chuckled, recalling our first night together. Dave walked up behind her, looking around. A small crowd had gathered to watch her, and both girls and guys urged him to take her. He lifted her skirt up over her ass, revealing a bright red satin v-string. He pulled it to the side, a bright red stripe running across her buttcheek. He undid his pants, gripped her hips firmly, and plunged his large rod into her. She went back to her magic act with the bouncer's cock, making more of it disappear, even as it grew. He was at least a foot long, and Maria had pushed at least eight inches down her throat. Somehow she didn't breathe, didn't gag or cough, despite his meat blocking her airway. She adjusted her position, and at the next thrust from Dave, let herself sink to the hilt. The bouncer was in heaven. He gripped the sides of her head and held her in place. I smiled, knowing the sensation he was going through as her throat massaged his entire length with each swallow. Amazingly, her tongue had enough room to lick his giant black balls. She pulled back, slowly sliding his foot long out until just the tip remained. She then turned to Dave. "Don't come in me. When you're ready to blow let me know...I want it on my face." She proceeded with her magic trick, pushing his snake back down her throat and holding it there, using Dave's motion to excite the bouncer. I could tell when she hit her orgasm, her body starting to quiver, locked between these two giant dudes and held in place like two meat hooks. Her orgasm must have tightened her muscles in all the right places, because both guys started grunting. She began to stroke the bouncer's cock harder, until she felt him start to jizz and pulled out. Thick white streams of cum squirted on her cheeks and lips. She then focused on Dave, letting him slam into her a few more times before she spun around and kneeled down in front of him. He jerked himself off, shooting an impressive load into her hair, eyes, nose, and mouth. She was a mess. The crowd cheered. One girl came up and kissed her hard on the lips, then helped her scoop it out of her eyes, licking both guys seed off her fingers. Maria turned to me. "Did you enjoy that? Did it turn you on to watch them use me?" "It was amazing Maria. You looked like you enjoyed yourself, and these guys have a great memory that I'm sure they'll be jerking off to for a while." "Well it's your turn now big boy. Come fuck my ass." "Why don't we go home and get you cleaned up." She turned to the few people left, including the bouncer. "Don't you want to see him plow my ass? Tell him not to be such a pussy!" "Maria, you're drunk and horny. Let's head home." "No! I'm sure this guy" and she grabbed at one of the last few random guys, "I'm sure he'd fuck my ass right here and now!" The guy looked at me, unsure what to say or do. I looked straight at Maria. "Maria, you're amazing. I'm sure every guy and many of the girls would fuck you. But you don't need to do this. If you feel like you have to, go ahead. But I'm heading home." I turned and headed towards my car without looking back. As I drove off, I saw Maria leaning on the bouncers stool, ass exposed, waiting for the older guy to start fucking her. I shook my head and drove home. Chapter 15: Group Love I went over to Maria's house the next morning. The girls were awake, cute as ever. I asked them about Maria and they told me she wasn't home yet. I started to get worried, but Amanda told me this was normal for her mom "before you came around." I helped make breakfast and had the girls clean up the house. They seemed unfazed by Maria's absence, which I guess was a good thing. She walked in about 10:30. She was a mess. Mascara running down her face, a rats nest of hair, clothes dirty and disheveled. She looked exhausted. I ran up to her to help her. "Oh, you're here! I didn't expect to ever see you again." I took her to her room, and helped her out of her clothes. I ran a hot bath for her, and had her climb in. She sunk into the tub, bruises on her body already visible. She started sobbing quietly. "I'm so sorry Darren. I'm so so sorry. I don't know what got into me. Why are you even here? You don't want a whore like me! You should get the fuck out while you still can." I let her go for a while, knowing she needed to release some pent up emotion. Then I stopped her. "Maria, I love you. You are an amazing woman and an amazing mother. I'm sorry that I pushed you into this. But I'm not going to leave you. I'm not like the other guys. But I'd rather not have this happen again." She nodded silently. I grabbed the sponge and started washing her gently. I shampooed her hair and helped her clean her face. When I got to her nether regions, she cringed. "Oooooh, I'm sore. Sorry." "Stop apologizing. It's all okay." I gently cleaned her vagina and asshole, massaging the abused tissue. She was quiet, pensive. I toweled her off and we went out to see the girls. They got her some food and drink and chatted with her about random girl stuff. I went back to the bedroom and cleaned it up, stripping the bed, cleaning the bathroom, and running some laundry. She came in as I finished vacuuming. She hugged me quietly, then climbed into bed with me. I snuggled against her until I felt her relax and drift off. I went out to talk to the girls. "We need to help your mom this weekend. So today, I want to fully clean the house, scrub it all down. Tomorrow, we are going to head to church. You're going to dress up nicely, showing respect for both your mom and God. You're going to behave and pay attention during church. Then afterwards we can all head over to my house for a BBQ. Think you can do that for your mom?" They all agreed, although the scrubbing part required constant supervision. But by the time Maria came out, the house was nearly spotless and everything was put away. Once again, she hugged me quietly. We decided to go out to dinner to keep the house clean. Maria started to liven up during dinner, and by the end we were all laughing like before. It was late when we got home, so I kissed the girls good night and after assuring Maria that I loved her and that I was okay, went home to prepare. I met them at church the next morning. They were on time and all the girls were wearing sundresses. They looked beautiful. We sat down, and soon after Lindsey and Lior joined us. I could see Maria tense, but I held her hand and smiled. I was glad they all showed up. We headed back to my place, where I fired up the BBQ and threw on some brats and chicken. I poured out some wine, even letting the young ones have a half a glass. We played bocce ball and badminton outside, enjoying life and the California sun. Lior was helpful with the girls and the games. We all talked and laughed about where we wanted to go on vacation and where we would live if we could. Throughout the day I made sure to touch Maria, squeezing her hand, touching her back, holding her arm, hand on her knee. I wanted to make sure she felt loved. Everybody was sitting down in the living room so I got up to speak. "First, I want to mention how much I love your mother, Maria. She has been nothing short of amazing as a friend, mother, and lover. I have never felt so connected to anybody in my life. Second, I want to thank your mother for introducing me to all of you girls. I have never been surrounded by so much love...or so much girly stuff. But again, you've welcomed me into your house as both a father figure and a friend, and I appreciate it. Third, I want to thank all of you for being open and honest about your feelings and your sexuality. It has allowed me to connect with each of you mentally and physically in a way that has made me grow stronger and wiser. But last, I want to apologize. I am sure I've overstepped my bounds, doing things a man in my position shouldn't. I have taken advantage of the situation, and am sorry that I've hurt you in any way. Because I love your mom so much, I am going to step back, and allow her to set my boundaries in regards to all of you." They sat motionless for what seemed like an eternity. Finally Kelsie bolted up. "No! And I don't care if you have to spank me for saying this, but this isn't right and it's not fair! She's our mom, but until you came along we were a mess. As far as I'm concerned, you're the best thing that ever happened to all of us and I'm not letting mom take that away!". She stayed standing, looking me straight in the eyes. Damn I loved that girl's fight. Maria didn't stand up, and she was talking so quietly we didn't all realize at first. "You're right Kelsie. And while I love what you said about us, you're wrong Darren. I shouldn't be making any decisions, especially about matters of love and the heart. I am still too bitter and cold inside, and I let it show too often. You, Darren, you've helped me. You've helped all of us. The girls have all seen what a real man, a good man, is like. And taking that away from any of us" and she glanced at Lior "is wrong, unfair, and unhelpful. I need you Darren. I know I need you. And the girls need you too. To my girls, oh Linds, Amanda, Kelsie, Stace...you are the most important things in the world for me. And I don't show it enough. Lindsey, I wish we never fought, and I wish I hadn't pushed you away. Lior is a wonderful woman, and you deserve to be happy. And Lior, I am sorry for any coldness I showed you. I wanted to protect my daughters from what I went through, and instead I pushed them away. I'm lucky that she found somebody like you." She was getting bolder and louder, and was now looking at all of us directly. "I promise to do my best as your mother, and as your friend, and if you'll have me Darren, as your lover. And what's best is to let the one person who has consistently put others above himself be the one who makes the decisions and sets the rules. Darren, you have shown real love and attention to all of us. Please, despite what I may say or do, don't ever stop." She looked around. The girls were quiet, looking back and forth between me and their mother. But it was Lior who moved first. She walked up to Maria, and hugged her. Maria hugged her back, holding her tight. Lindsey joined in, hugging them both, then the rest of the girls swarmed them. I followed, and squeezed myself into the group, eventually face to face with Maria. I held her face in my hands, with everybody watching, and kissed her. Gently at first, tender kisses on her lips, then more passionate, pressing hard, until a hunger consumed us and our lips locked, tongues wrestling for control. Lior took the younger girls outside and set them up playing a game. Maria, Lindsey, Amanda and I headed to my bedroom, holding hands down the hallway. When we got to the bedroom, Maria took control. She unbuttoned my shirt, kissing down my chest and abs. Lindsey then pulled my face to hers, kissing me with smooth, unforced pressure, the tips of our tongues just grazing sensually. She moved Amanda over, and our three tongues explored. Maria had unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. Amanda kneeled down next to her, helping pull off my boxers. She held my thickness in her small hands, offering first taste to her mother. Lindsey broke away and started kissing my chest, with her hands on both her mother's and younger sister's heads as they took turns licking and stroking me. I pulled the girls up and suggested we move to the bed. Lior came in and saw what had happened while she was gone, then moved up to Maria first. She started to unzip her dress from the back, proceeding to kiss her neck and shoulders as she slipped it off. She whispered in her ear, "You are a very beautiful woman" as she undid the strap of her bra and caressed her breasts, feeling the weight in her hands. Meanwhile I sat down on the bed, and after stripping everything off was joined by Lindsey and Amanda. They took turns kissing me, playing tug of war with my tongue. I tried to guide their tongues with mine. Lindsey reached down and gripped me, stroking me. Amanda noticed a bead of pre-cum on the tip and licked it off. She then kissed her sister, forming a sticky line between their tongues. Lindsey and Amanda got undressed, and Amanda leaned over and sucked her sister's nipple into her mouth, playing with it. Lindsey's head tossed back and she gasped, enjoying the sensation. She pulled her sister's head against her breast, forcing her to continue. Lior finished undressing Maria, small kisses tracing her body. She motioned her over to me, where the girls parted and held my penis straight up, an invitation to their mother. Lior helped her straddle me, and she slowly slid down. Maria scrunched her face up, obviously still sore from the events of Friday night. But she fit me in, and started rocking to build up a rhythm. Amanda and Lindsey were eye level with Maria's breasts, and latched on. This sparked Maria noticeably, and she started to leak copious amounts down my shaft and balls. As she built up, it began to spray the edge of the bed, squishing with each thrust. She peaked into a small orgasm, nails digging into my back and head on my shoulder. She kissed me, full of love, and pulled herself off. She surprised me by turning to Lior, who was the only one fully dressed. "I'm too sore to give this man everything he deserves. I think you should do the honors." Maria undressed Lior, kissing her neck, chest, and abs as she went. When she was done, she stepped back, admiring the body in front of her. "Yes, you deserve both Lindsey and Darren. You'll always be welcome in my house." She motioned her to me, where Amanda had just finished cleaning her mother's cum off of me. Lindsey kissed her again, sharing the taste. Lior climbed up, agile and lithe, positioning herself over me. I put my hands under her ass and lowered her slowly. When the tip was pushing in, I stopped her, holding her with her lips just beginning to stretch. She bounced, trying to increase the sensation, but I stopped her. *whimper* At that sound I released her ass, just as she was bouncing down. My full 8 inches punched into Lior, and her eyes rolled back in her head. She had to stop, impaled by my rod, waiting for her vagina to adjust to the size. Lindsey and Amanda, still sitting on either side, turned their attention to Lior's breasts, standing proud in front of their faces. Maria rubbed her back, whispering in her ear. "Isn't it magnificent? I just love the feeling of being filled. You're doing great dear, relax and enjoy this." Lior shifted around, squatting on me with her arms holding the posts of the bed. She started moving up and down, until I was sliding smoothly. I leaned back on the bed, pulling Lindsey up with me. Lindsey threw her leg over my head, exposing herself to me. I leaned in, using my tongue to probe her ass and pussy. I reached out to feel for Amanda's body. I ran my hand down her smooth, supple skin, under her ass, where my fingers found her pussy as she concentrated on Lior's nipples. I inserted two fingers a little, feeling her tight flesh grip me. She rocked and grinded on my fingers, forcing herself deeper onto me. Maria didn't want to be left out, and crawled in between my legs, her tongue tracing the line between my asshole, my balls, my cock, and Lior's pussy and ass, then back again. The intensity was off the charts. I want to make sure you understand the whole picture. It was a complicated arrangement, but the mutual satisfaction and the intimacy made it work. My face fully engulfed in Lindsey's beautiful young ass. My fingers fully extended into the tight pussy of her nubile younger sister, whose mouth was sucking on the impossibly perfect breast of an Israeli model/engineer. Her athletic body riding my cock like a merry go round horse, while her girlfriend's mother alternately poked her tongue into hers and my assholes. Amanda's orgasm started first, flooding the palm of my hand with her sweet-scented nectar. She moaned into Lior's breast and steadied herself against the goddess. Between my tongue and her sister's moans, Lindsey soon bathed my face in cum. Lior, seeing her girlfriend orgasm and feeling the vibrations of the young girl through her breasts peaked with a load groan, her fingernails digging into my chest as she slammed her pussy forcefully against me. This all built up, while Maria teabagged my balls, until I pushed Lior off of me and shoved my cock fully into Maria's waiting mouth, draining an hour of passion and lovemaking into her esophagus. The girls, exhausted, climbed one by one off the bed. Each one went up to their mother, kissed her on the lips, and gave her a big hug. Lior was last, and she tenderly pressed her tongue into Maria's mouth, tasting my salty cum and leaving both ladies in a dreamy daze. I was last, running my hands over her body and caressing every curve. "I love you Maria. You have made this all possible. You are an amazing woman, and an amazing mother, and you deserve everything you need to be happy and cared for." THE END Epilogue: I'm still with Maria. We've continued to explore every depravity we could think of. We travel a lot, and I've had sex on six continents now. Outside on five of them, and multiple times in international waters! Lior dumped her boyfriend, and the two girls moved in with me. Occasionally Maria joins us in a foursome, but mostly she lets her daughter live her own life. I have a decent collection of bondage gear for Lior, and taught Lindsey how to be a Dom. Lindsey was able to focus on school, and is about to graduate. Amanda buckled down her senior year and went straight to a four year university in LA. It sucks that she's not here, and the younger girls miss her, but she's doing well and found a real boyfriend. Maria reminds her not to do anything "stupid" every time they talk. I occasionally fly down to visit so she can expend her sexual frustration on me. She's still too sensitive for regular sex, but the anal is amazing. The two younger girls are doing great too. Kelsie has become a star in athletics, and has grown into a gorgeous, athletic, blonde woman. Now that she's legal, we've started making love, aggressive sex that would be easier if I was half my age. But her dimples and freckles still give away her youth. And Stacey finally found something that interests her...psychology. She wants to help women in abusive relationships. She's also grown, beautiful red tresses surrounding blossoming breasts. She decided she's going to wait for the right guy ("somebody not so old!") before having sex. I'm there to beat away the hordes of losers that think they are worthy. Me? I couldn't be happier. I have people to take care of, and they take care of me. I've been promoted at work and replaced Jessica, who got in trouble for sexual harassment. She texts me regularly, but that's another story...

Ryan walked to the edge of the kitchen and looked down the stairs into the basement. What he saw caused his cock immediately swell against his underwear. His girlfriend, Jessica, was laying on her back on a couch. His friend, Rob, was leaning over her, kissing her with his left hand full of her breast, slowly squeezing it. The voyeur in him was thrilled. Just then, Rob’s wife, Tricia, walked into the kitchen, having gone upstairs to attend to one of her sons. Ryan, who'd known Rob and Tricia for a few years before being introduced to Jessica by Tricia, got her attention and waved her over. “What is it,” she asked out loud. Ryan pointed down the basement stairs and out a finger to his lips. As long as Ryan had known Tricia, he'd lusted after her. She was tall (5’10), blonde, and leaner than he usually liked, but had a very cute little ass and real tits that stuck straight out from her chest. She was a bit wild and he'd shared a few moments with her here and there; nothing serious but some flirty gropes and quick kisses. Rob knew how stunning his wife was and had no problem with his friends salivating over her. Truth be told, he didn't have a problem with her doing anything beyond that. Based on what had already happened tonight, Ryan was very hopeful that he'd finally get to fulfill at least some of his fantasies with Tricia. He wasn't sure how he'd feel about Jessica doing anything with Rob, but his initial reaction to spying on them suggested that it wouldn’t bother him at all. Tricia looked down the stairs where Ryan had pointed and saw her husband and her good friend making out. Her eyes got big and her mouth made a silent O before turning into a smile. Based on the light petting that'd been interrupted by her son, she had a pretty good idea of where things were going to go tonight. Of course, the girls were in charge. They would be setting the boundaries. Thought she'd never explicitly fancied Jessica sexually, she thought she was very pretty with great breasts and was very interested in putting on a show for the guys. A few years before, when Tricia was out visiting a girlfriend in San Diego, they'd had had a threesome with a man they'd met at a bar. It had started in the guy’s hot tub and though her goal was to get fucked by the guy, she'd enjoyed playing around with her friend more than she expected. When she got home, she told Rob about fingering and getting fingered by her friend. She even told him about taking turns giving the guy they'd met head, which Rob really liked. Whenever she went out with friends, he’d always ask if any guys hit on her. He liked it when it happened, which it often did. He enjoyed hearing about guys getting hands-y with her when dancing. He even liked it when she admitted to sucking one of these guys off in their car after she snuck away from her friends. Not only did it turn him on, but he figured if she told him about it, it wasn't really cheating to him. But she didn't tell him everything. She only told him that the black scout for an NFL team tried to make out with her and had her feel his large cock on the dance floor; she'd didn't tell him that she rode his horse-cock in his hotel room. She didn't tell him that the guy in San Diego bent her over the edge of the hot tub and fucked her silly; she said that her friend had done that while Tricia kissed and fondled them both. Ryan took the opportunity to to reach up and cup both of her breasts in his hands. She leaned back into him. Ryan began kissing her neck while keeping his eyes on the action downstairs. Jessica and Rob had gone down to the basement to wait for Ryan and Tricia to join them while Tricia attended her kid’s needs; Ryan used “going to the restroom” as an excuse to wait for her in the kitchen. However it didn't seem like Jessica and Rob were waiting for anything. Rob had now moved closer to Jessica and had his hand up her shirt. Ryan could that his girlfriend’s had was between Rob’s legs, rubbing his balls based on its placement. Tricia felt Ryan’s erection against her ass. She shifted until it was pressed between her cheeks. Seeing her husband with another woman didn't given her a particular thrill; she just was a very sexual creature. The idea of sucking on a woman’s big tits and maybe going down on her made her wet. Having a woman’s soft mouth on hers, on her nipples, and hopefully in other places made her wet. Letting a guy finally consummate his lust with her made her wet. Having a new cock in her mouth and in her pussy made her wet. Watching another couple fuck made her wet. The possibility of having two cocks at her disposal made her wet. And she was ready to get started now. She pulled away from Ryan, turned to kiss him, and gave his hardon a squeeze. “Let's join them,” she cooed. **** The events that made this happen started a couple of months earlier. When saying good-bye to each other one evening, Ryan and Rob encouraged the girls to hug each other again and this time, to kiss. They did and what started as a gag between the girls lit a bit of fire. Nothing else happened that night, but Jessica began entertaining the possibility of swinging with Rob and Tricia. She'd always been attracted to Rob, even if she found him to be a bit goofy. He had black hair with a dark complexion and a lot of body hair, which was her ideal type. Which was ironic, she thought, because she was so in love with Ryan, who had a baby face and little body hair. She'd made out with girls a little here and there and recognized that her friend Tricia was very sexy. But with that kiss, she sudden to felt an attraction to Tricia. A proposed rendezvous after a Halloween party fell through after another couple stayed so late that Rob and Tricia had to leave because of their babysitter needing to get home. All that happened was a few covert kisses between Jessica and Tricia and Jessica and Rob here and there. The next time that they were all together didn't pan out because Rob and Tricia had gotten into a stupid argument. But in this night, everything was going well. They watched a movie after the boys were put to bed and a few drinks had gotten everyone comfortable with what was going to happen. Ryan actually got things started after a few awkward moments of people waiting for something to happen. The room was only lit by a light from the kitchen because Rob had turned the TV off, so he leaned over and began kissing Jessica. Rob and Tricia watched for a minute and then began kissing each other, too. Each couple kept checking on the other to see how things were progressing. Jessica heard a murmur of approval from the others when Ryan had lifted up her shirt and started massaging her breasts. She looked over and saw Tricia watching them intently while Rob kissed her neck. Her hand was rubbing a bulge in his shorts. Even more brazenly, Ryan then stood up, undid the front of his pants, and presented his exposed cock to Jessica’s mouth. Though his back was mostly to Ron and Tricia, they realized what he'd done and stopped to watch. Jessica was shocked at this, but also very turned on. She opened her mouth and took his prick into it. Ryan turned a bit to make sure that they could see what was happening, as well as to see their reactions. He was not disappointed as Rob and Tricia were transfixed. He looked down at Jessica and their eyes locked. He knew she was aroused because of her enthusiastic sucking. As good as it felt, he knew he could get a blowjob for her most of the time from her, so he stopped her. “Why don't you go over and say hi to them,” he asked Jessica with a grin. She removed his cock from his mouth and said, “Good idea!” Ryan pulled his underwear over his erection but left his pants undone. He sat down and watched Jessica walk over to their friends. Though she alternated from secure to insecure about her curves, Ryan loved her body. She was 5’6 and was best described in his mind as voluptuous. She had large DD breasts that sagged a bit in an erotic way. She had a little belly that protruded over her pants but it didn't come off as a fat roll. She had hips that flared out from her waist which gave her an hourglass figure. This made her ass look a bit large in some clothes, but he knew from seeing and feeling it that it wasn't flabby at all. Her thighs were meaty but kept their shape. She was all curves and not angles. Her pretty, refined face was framed by shoulder length brown curls. When Jessica reached the other couple, they reached out and touched her body. They had the same thought, as Ryan saw Tricia’s right hand and Rob’s left hand reach around and grab his girlfriend’s ass. As Tricia lifted the front of Jessica’s shirt, she began lightly kissing her belly. Rob’s hand had moved the the bottom of Jessica’s ass and was grasping the lowest curve, which caused sensations in her anus and pussy. As Tricia started to raise the shirt over Jessica’s bosom, her oldest kid called out for her. They all simultaneously groaned. “I'll be right back.” “We should take this to the basement, just to be safe,” Rob suggested. We agreed and I said, “I need to hit the restroom first.” Jessica and I traded looks and she followed Rob right the kitchen to the basement stairs. I did pee and then waited a minute for Tricia to come down. I could wait too long or Rob and Jessica would miss me. Or so I thought. With Tricia still upstairs, I walked through the kitchen and waited. Then I looked down the stairs to the basement … *** Rob and Jessica walked down the stairs and stood there, not really looking at each other but not looking away, either. The kid had interrupted the mood for now. Jessica had been up since early that morning, so she so as she was going to lay down for a minute until the others came down. Rob worried that it might be hard to get everything going again, so he decided that he might not have anything to lose. He walked to the couch and got down on a knee. “Oh. Hello!” Jessica said, surprised that he was suddenly next to her, though she didn't dislike it. “I was getting ready to kiss you. But I did not get to. I've waited too long already.” Rob leaned down before Jessica could response and pressed his lips to hers. She didn't immediately return the kiss but then she did, passionately. She tilted her head and parted her lips, slipping her tongue against his lips. He added his and it danced with hers. He placed his hand on her belly and then slid it up to the underswell of her right breast. Rob always noticed that no matter the shirt she wore, her large tits were always obvious. He'd long wanted to see and touch them, particularly after he saw a particularly revealing downblouse view of her amble breasts when she bent over. He particularly liked her nipples, which looked to be fingertip sized whenever they got hard … Which was often. When Jessica didn't dissuade his touch when he the backside of his hand pressed against the bottom of the tit, he rotated his wrist and took it full into his grasp. “Mmmm,” Jessica moaned through the kiss. “Mm-hmm,” he answered and began squeezing her tit. Jessica imagined his big, thick-fingered hand as it massaged her breast. She had masturbated thinking about his hands working her sex. The sight of that hairy, macho hand on her natural pussy in her mind’s eye triggered a quick orgasm. She really wanted to feel them manipulate her clit and penetrate her pussy. His squeezes on her breast were aggressive and a bit animalistic, which really made her pussy tingle. He then thrust his hand up her shirt and cured the tit over the bra. The idea that an insistently grabby date, or even stranger (!), would be touching her like this aroused her more. To signal her acquiescence, she reached out and and placed her hand on his inner thigh. She lightly squeezed and ran her hand up through his leg hair. As she reached the end of his shorts leg, she lifted her hand off of his skin and pressed it against his crotch, feeling his impressively sized balls. She started to rub them through the fabric, back and forth. This is what her boyfriend, Ryan, saw from the doorway. As she worked her hand up upward between his gapping shorts and leg and began to feel Rob’s really thick cock, the stairs creaked. Oh yes, Ryan and Tricia were joining them. She felt Rob withdraw his hand from her shirt, but she kept her hand on his erection. It felt like a goddamn summer sausage - what if didn't have in length, it had in girth. She was going to hold it as long as she could, and her priority became to get that thing stuffed into her tonight. “So it appears you guys couldn't wait,” Ryan said with a laugh. Tricia was right behind him with a big smile. Jessica wondered how long they'd watched and what they might have been doing. She knew Ryan really desired Tricia and had probably taken the opportunity to make out with her. But she noticed that Tricia was really smiling expressly at her and was staring at her breasts and exposed belly. She started to sit up, but Tricia reached out to stop her. “Stayed right how you are,” she said with urgency. She turned to flip the light off and then in one fast motion, she removed her top. Ryan took measure of her tits, which were served on a platter by her black push-up bra. Jessica noticed how the tops of her breasts bounced with her steps. She wanted to have them dangled into her face as her pussy was stretched by Rob’s meaty member. Then Tricia unsnapped her shorts and then fell easily down her thin hips. She had on a tiny black thong. Tricia straddled Jessica and grabbed the breast that her husband hadn't touched. As she pressed her knee against Jessica’s warm crotch, she leaned down and flicked her tongue on Jessica’s lips. Jessica reacted by running her hands up Tricia's side and pulling her down for a kiss. She placed her hands on Tricia’s tits and squeezed. She understood why men enjoyed them so much. She reached behind her and unclasped the bra. Tricia leaned up and slid the bra off and flung it behind her. Even after two children, her C cup-sized breasts remained perky. Her nipples were extraordinary: quarter inch long pink erasers atop very large areolas. Tricia took Jessica’s staring at them as a hint, so she leaned forward and presented them to Jessica’s mouth, which quickly accepted them. Ryan and Rob shared a look. “Those nipples, dude…” Ryan sighed. They both stripped to their underwear in anticipation of what'll happen after the ladies are done with each other. Jessica had pressed Tricia’s soft breasts together so she could easily move her mouth back and forth between her nipples. They felt amazing on her licking tongue and between her lips. Jessica could tell from her sounds that Tricia was loving the attention. When she sucked hard on one of them, Tricia ground her knee against Jessica’s pussy and pressed hers against Jessica’s thigh. When Jessica paused, Tricia said, “My turn!” and pulled Jessica’s shirt up to expose her bra. Jessica leaned and let her unhook her bra and remove it. When she settled back down on the couch, her massive breasts settled into her chest, largely keeping their shape. Tricia sucked a thick nipple into her mouth and felt it harden between her lips. She felt Jessica rest a hand on the back of her head to keep her sucking on it. When Tricia found her other nipple, she flicked her tongue over it, first up and down and then side to side. Jessica moaned her appreciation. Ryan’s erection had returned and he lightly stroked it through his boxer briefs. He noticed that Rob was doing the same thing to himself. Ryan was satisfied with his penis: 7 inches and reliably rock hard with thicker than average width. But when he saw the thickness that Rob was clutching through his boxers, he was a bit stunned. He wanted to see Jessica try and fit it in her mouth. When he looked at the girls, he noticed that Tricia had undone Jessica’s pants and was sliding them and her underwear off. Everyone’s gaze fell upon Jessica’s full but neatly-trimmed bush, a brown delta above her sex. When the last of her clothing cleared her legs, she opened them up for Tricia to admire her pussy. Tricia reached down with her middle finger and softly traced it up Jessica’s wet lips. She held it against her clit and wiggled it. “Oh, Tricia, that feels so good,” she moaned. Tricia watched her body writhe and then repeated her actions, this time pressing her finger between Jessica’s lips as she went. When she caught Jessica’s eyes, she stuck out her long - which was surprisingly long - tongue and flicked it at her before drawing it back into her mouth. She then knelt between her legs and substituted her tongue for her finger. Jessica felt it start just below her opening and then it was on and between her lips. Tricia’s tongue worked into her pussy, lapping at Jessica’s plentiful juices, and then continued up to her clitorus, which was licked slowly at first. The pressure was perfect - as a woman, Tricia knew exactly when to push and when to draw back. Jessica’s breathing quickened and she grabbed her own breasts, squeezing them hard. Tricia then extended her tongue as deep into Jessica as it could reach and pressed her face against her pussy. Jessica drew in a deep breath and sighed, “ohmygodyes”. Tricia’s tongue was not only long but it was also skilled. Beyond the direct pleasure it was giving her, Jessica also noticed how soft Tricia’s lips and cheeks felt against her pussy. While she enjoyed feeling a man’s rougher, sometimes stubbly touch against her delicate cunny, this different sensation was also incredible and one she knew she’d need to feel again in the future. Ryan had never seen two women having sex in person before and what we was watching was amazing. His cock was rock hard now and it was an effort to not jerk it. “Dude, do you mind if I eat Jessica’s pussy, too,” Rob asked him. “No, of course not. You can do whatever she’ll let you do to her. Goddamn this is fucking hot.” “Yeah … I’m going to join them.” He walked on his knees to the couch and took Jessica’s nearest nipple into his mouth. “Ohh!” she exclaimed in response and moved her hand off of it. As he began to suck, lick, and squeeze her breasts, Jessica found his belly with her hand and used it to locate his cock, which was poking through the access hole of his boxers. And while his cock was really thick, the bulbous head he had on it was even more impressive, Ryan noted. It flared out from the member on the sides and top like a mushroom and looked to be over two inches from end to tip. As Jessica began blindly rubbing and pulling on it, his precum was smeared over its large surface area. “Why am I just sitting here?” Ryan thought to himself and then got behind Tricia, who was still feasting on Jessica’s pussy. He grasped Tricia’s small ass cheeks and started to kiss them. Her skin was so soft; “downy” was the term that sprang into his mind. He grabbed the top of her thong and pulled it over her ass and down to her knees, exposing for him her gorgeous hairless pussy and ass. Tricia repositioned herself a bit to allow him easier access to them. He started off by planting kisses on her labial lips between licks of his tongue. He planted his lips against her anus which caused Tricia to jump a bit. Then like she’d done to his girlfriend, he began running his tongue up her pussy and to her pink star, which he then licked harder. It tasted freshly washed. She pressed it against his tongue. Ryan ran a finger over her wet vagina and inserted into her. His middle finger followed and he began working them in and out of her while still licking her anus. He then withdrew his fingers to the ends and held open her canal. He buried his tongue into it, lapping up her flowing natural lubricants. She tasted amazing and he lost himself in pleasing her. Jessica’s orgasmic exclamations tore him from his cunnilingus trance. He shoved his fingers back into Tricia’s cunt and looked around her to watch his girlfriend cum. Tricia was still at Jessica’s clit and had inserted two fingers into her pussy, pointing upward to massage her G spot. Rob had Jessica’s breasts squeezed in his hands so that her nipples where pinched the junctions of his fingers. The orgasm that Jessica had felt building, just out of her reach, like a word on the tip of your tongue, finally hit her hard. Her back arched and she grabbed Tricia’s head. Her vocalizations sounded like urgent whimperings, which I'd always loved. Tricia was smiling at her as she came from her orgasm. Jessica had a big smile on her face and had her arms folded over her forehead. I noticed a light sheen of perspiration on her chest and belly. “I think that's just what Jessica needed, don't you guys,” Rob asked. “Fuck yes it was,” she agreed and we laughed. She turned into her side facing us. Her right breast laid on her left one. She looked at Rob’s cock, still at attention, and said, “I feel like I need to suck somebody’s dick. How about yours, Rob?” “Sweet,” Rob answered and removed his boxers. As Rob drew closer to her face, the size of his fat cock head amazed her. She grabbed him by the base of his shaft and opened her mouth wide to take it in. It filled her mouth. Rob closed his eyes when he felt her mouth engulf his cock. It felt incredible when she pulled back and let her lips and tongue draw across it. She repeated this a few times as she worked it in and out of her mouth, getting used to its size. When she took it back in, she pressed his head against her cheek and rubbed it. She popped it out and stroked it while licking all around its frill. “Sit down,” she commanded after sitting up. Rob did so. Jessica got in her knees on the couch and continued to suck his cock. She reached down to fondle his balls as she did so. He was a hairy man, especially around his scrotum, and his natural musk filled her nostrils intoxicatedly and she had to breathe through her nose, her throat blocked by his thick cock. While Jessica gave Rob head, Ryan and Tricia watched her while he held her breasts and she rubbed his cock. Tricus turned to Ryan and said, “That looks like fun!” She pulled off his underwear and bent down to give Ryan’s penis long licks along its 7” length. It was thinner than her husband’s and would be easier to inhale. She worked it with the almost exaggerated motions of a porn star. It felt good, but it was almost too much sensation, unlike his girlfriend’s deliberate actions. Ryan looked back and forth between the girls. He had to take Tricia now. He pulled back and leaned down to her ear. “I need to fuck you now.” He kissed her slobbery mouth before she laid down on her back. He positioned himself between her spread legs and pressed the end of his penis against her pussy. It was mostly shaved smooth but for a thin line of blonde hair that ran up from her slit. “Fuck me, Ryan,” Tricia said pleadingly. “I know how badly you've wanted to.” Ryan looked at Jessica. They'd given each other permission to do whatever they wanted tonight. She was busy sucking on Rob's cock while fucked herself on his hand. Ryan smiled and pushed into her until his pelvis hit hers. She sharply inhaled and sighed. He withdrew his full length and plunged it back into her wetness. With the conclusion of each thrust, her soft breasts bounced and she moaned. He couldn't believe that he was finally fucking Tricia. But after only 10 more thrusts, he felt that feeling in his balls. He froze, hoping it would subside. But all of the visual and physical stimulation had been too much and he realized that he was going to cum. “Shit!” He whispered and began thrusting while clinching, hoping to catch and sustain the orgasm. Tricia realized what was happening and encouraged him. He came hard into her as she wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him. “That's it, baby!” she said into her ear. Ryan began apologizing for his lack of stamina, but Tricia didn't mind. She was always willing to give up pleasure for ego reinforcement. They lay, still engaged, and began kissing. Ryan pinched her nipples and he realized that he was still aroused. He moved his hips and Tricia’s eyes lit up as she felt that he was still hard. “Let's try this again,” he said and began round 2. *** On the couch, Jessica's jaw was tiring from stretching to accommodate Rob’ manhood. She looked at him and said, “Let's find somewhere else to put this.” She laid back on the couch with her legs hanging off the edge. Rob kneeled in front of her and rubbed his bulb on her lips and clit. He pressed it to her opening and eased it into her. It stretched her as it went deeper until he was fully buried into her pussy. He pulled back and began fucking her. She especially liked it when he withdrew to where his head was about to pop out. “Take it back out and push it back in a few times,” she asked. “You’ve got the biggest dickhead I’ve ever felt.” Rob obliged her. Her labia were pulled on by the ridge around his head. As soon as they let go and his cock was free, he pushed it back in to Jessica’s delight. She felt that she could cum simply on his head being worked in and out of her. In fact, she knew she could as she began feeling that familiar feeling. “I hope Ryan doesn’t get upset if Rob makes me cum,” she thought and then dismissed it as she has often orgasmed when having sex with Ryan. “He seemed pretty busy with Tricia, as it was …” was her last thought before her pussy clenched on Rob’s dick and she involuntarily called out “OHMYGOD! OH!” Rob felt her pussy tighten on him and he gave her some hard thrusts, pushing himself all the way back in to his balls, which slapped her ass. With each thrust her large breasts bounced around her chest. Her soft body rippled with the motion. With her legs against his torso, he reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks while continuing to pound her. He only stopped when she put her hands on his hips. “Hold on for a second … So I can catch my breath.” Jessica’s orgasm caught Ryan and Tricia’s attention so they paused to watch her body convulse with pleasure and shake with Rob’s actions. Ryan had continued fucking Tricia after his premature orgasm didn’t diminished his erection. He alternated leaning down to kiss her lips and neck and screwing her pushed up by his arms. The latter gave him a great view of her long and lean form: her taut belly muscles, the large pink areolas that dominated her tear-drop shaped tits. She reached down and began massaging her clit as he was up. With seconds her expression changed and she began bucking against his thrusts. He felt her get wetter and soon he felt her juices on his balls and thighs. But she didn't make any sound when she came, which surprised him. She urged him to keep going after it had subsided, which he did until Jessica’s orgasm filled the room. After Jessica had Rob pause, Tricia said, “Let's join them on the couch.” Ryan withdrew and she rolled over and laid belly-down on the couch with her ass sticking out. “Hey girl,” she said to Jessica and gave her a quick kiss. “Sounds like you've been having some fun.” “Oh yeah. Almost more than I can handle,” she answered and squeezed Rob dick, which was still inside her. “Are you ready to finish fucking me, big guy?” “You bet. I'm going to cum all over your beautiful belly.” “You'd better!” Rob pulled his cock out of Jessica and wiped it off with his hand. Then he pushed it back it - Jessica moaned - and went to work. Tricia looked back at Rob, who was standing on his knees behind her, still ready. She wiggled her ass at him, which was all the invitation he needed. He drew up behind her and poked her anus with the end of his penis, still wet from their cum. Trish shook her head no and whispered, “Next time” to him. So instead he pressed his erection downward a bit and slid it easily into her cunt. It felt tighter in this position and he knew the angle at which his erection had to enter her would stimulate him to an orgasm soon. Next to them, Rob had picked up his pace. He reached down and grabbed Jessica’s heaving bosoms. This seemingly sent a signal straight to his balls. He held his breath and he felt his orgasm building and made little “mmph” sounds of exertion. When Jessica asked him to let her jerk it, he quickly pulled out and leaned over her. She grabbed his inflamed member and leaned up to point at her face. His mushroom head was vdark purple and when Rob exclaimed “uh!”, it spit out a big squirt of cum that landed just short of her outstretched tongue but covered her cleavage. She kept stroking and the next two shots hit her tongue and her cheek. He finished with more pouring onto her stomach. Jessica scooted under it and took it into her mouth to suck out any remaining cum. This display was all the Ryan needed to see. So aroused he was that he barely had time to put his dick from Tricia’s pussy before he came white threads onto her anus and then on the small of her back. “Mmm,” Tricia moaned while flicking her clit, an orgasm triggered by Rob’s explosion, Jessica’s reaction, and Ryan’s orgasm. After using some Kleenex to clean themselves off, they sat on the couch trading smiles and looks. “So how soon can we come back over,” asked Jessica.

Lola was what you could call a Paris Hilton fangirl. She was 19, had nice D-cup tits, long blond hair, and a light tan. She belonged to the richest people in town. Her father was a business man and was often away from home for a long time. He usually took her mother with him because she was his manager so that left Lola in charge of their house. To keep her company she had bought a chihuahua like Paris had, but a male and she called him Tarzan, which was quite ironic given his small size. Lola was often seen at parties and usually took a guy home for some 'pleasure'. On such a night, her parents would come home the next day, a guy decided that it would be kinky if he tied her up so she would be helpless. Lola always was a bit on the kinky side so she liked the idea and they tied her up to the walls so that she was laying on her back in the living room with her hands behind her head and her legs spread wide open. Suddenly the boy remembered that he had not brought condoms, and fearing a lawsuit by Lola's family if he knocked her up, he rushed outside to the store to get some, leaving Lola naked and bound. She did not know that the guy was robbed near the store in an alley, tried to fight back and then he was shot ten times and died on the same spot. Tarzan was quite fed up with his life. He could never go out and screw bitches, he hated his boss. She was never affectionate to him. He was sleeping when he woke up hearing Lola screaming. But this screaming wasn't like yelling, it was more like fear. He decided to investigate and what he saw was his mistress tied up and with her nude pussy right in front of him. Even being a dog he knew what that was, he had often been present while Lola was screwing some guy. He did know that it was a place that made you feel good. Lola saw Tarzan approaching and reaching between her legs. She saw him sniffing her sex and what came next was the biggest shock in her life. First she saw Tarzan putting his front legs on her hips, then out of his sheath came his penis and it quickly reached as far as under his chest! She never knew that little dog could have such a big dick. Now she understood what Tarzan wanted to do. She screamed out loud when Tarzan put his dick in her pussy in one single move and started humping like crazy. It was his first fuck ever and it felt amazing! Lola was instead having the most horrible time of her life, getting raped by her dog! She screamed and screamed and it annoyed Tarzan a lot. He pulled free from her pussy and moved over to her head. He stepped over her head so his rear was above Lola's forehead and his head was facing her breasts. He positioned his penis right above Lola's lips. He tried to push in but Lola wouldn't open her mouth. So he bit her and while she creamed out Tarzan quickly pushed his meat down in Lola's throat, so she would shut up. Tarzan was delighted that his new place was warm and soft also. He pumped her mouth hard and felt an orgasm rising. Gallons of cum flushed down to Lola's stomach. Due to the shock of this, and the booze Lola had at the club, she passed out while Tarzan pulled free and cleaned himself. After an hour he started to get aroused again and went off to Lola again. He put his pawns on her stomach. Then he positioned his swollen member at her entrance. This time he dove straight into her pussy. While Lola was unconscious her body still reacted to the action in her nether regions. She became wet because of the simulation and now easily sliding in and out, this encouraged Tarzan also. Now humping like a madman he was in heaven. He enjoyed the feeling of human pussy around his canine cock. It was so much different than that of a dog. What a cruel bitch she was that she kept this beautiful feelings away from him. But now it was different. Now she was HIS bitch and he would enjoy her as much as he could. After a while he felt his second orgasm coming and pumping as deep as he could he came and filled Lola with baby juice. He knotted her for the first time and now he could feel Lola orgasming too in her unconscious state. He then pulled out and with that came a lot of doggy cum that dribbled on the floor. And then after a while for the third time he mounted Lola and fucked her now well lubricated pussy again. This time he did not knot her, instead when he felt an orgasm rising he pulled out for a while and then he entered her again. With this method it took longer before he came. And how he came! A new flood of dog semen stuffed the helpless girl. After filling Lola again, he also did not pull out, but left his dick in Lola. It softened off course, but due to the slight movements Lola made, Tarzan became stimulated again. This was exactly what he wanted. When he was horny again he would fuck her again, let her own body get him ready for another round, fuck her again, and so on. A neverending fucking session. When Lola's parents came home they found their daughter lying naked on the floor. Her arms were tied to the wall. Under her laid a pool of a liquid they didn't know what it was, but after seeing a little chihuahua ravaging their sweetheart's vagina they didn't have to guess long.

The next morning… Saturday I was just been having the best, and possibly strangest dream of my life. It was a sex dream, which is totally normal at my age. That’s good to know since I’ve had a LOT of sex dreams in my life. But this was the first time it involved my mother. In it, she showed me her vagina and let me finger her. Then she gave me my first hand job. It was the best orgasm of my life. I sprayed jism everywhere, including on my mom’s face. It was incredibly weird, but not as weird as I would’ve imagined it would be. It was comfortable, and almost calming. While it was very arousing and I came almost as soon as she started, it wasn’t some torrid nasty sort of porno where two people just walk up and start going at it. I was nervous and awkward, but she was motherly about it, loving. She wanted to help and do something nice for me. Not just make some guy blow his load. I was waking up. Laying in bed, sort of awake, but with my eyes still shut, not really wanting to get up yet. The memory of that dream was still lingering, and I could tell that I was sporting some major morning wood. I was going to need to take care of that, but first I was going over what I needed to do today in my head… It was Saturday morning, my dad was out of town, and my little sister, Lacy, was staying with a friend for the weekend, and it was just mom and I home… This was all sounding very familiar. And then I felt movement next to me. My eyes shot open. I was laying on my back, in bed. Only it wasn’t my bed, I could immediately tell that I was in my parent’s room. I looked to my left and saw my mom sitting up on the edge of the bed, with her back to me. She stood up and began to walk around the bed. Quickly I shut my eyes, feigning sleep, buying myself time while I gathered my thoughts. I heard her walk into the master bathroom and close the door. It was all coming back to me now. I remember everything that happened, and I remember coming into her room and us talking about what we’d done. I remember her suggesting that she could continue giving me hand jobs. And then we went to sleep. It all really happened! I heard her open the bathroom door. I figured that if she had decided that she regrets what happened then she would’ve said something when she first saw me in bed. So I decided to go ahead and open my eyes and see where the day takes me. I didn’t want her to know that I had been pretending to still be asleep, so I did the whole ‘just waking up routine’, acting like the sound of the door had been what woke me up. I slowly stretched and opened my eyes. “Well good morning”. She said. She was standing over me looking down and smiling. “Morning mom”. My eyes were still a little fuzzy, as I squinted up at her. “Did you sleep well”? “Like a log”. I answered, as I removed the blanket and sat up a bit. “Speaking of a log, there’s definitely some wood”. My mom said laughingly, as she looked down my body. I had forgotten my boner. “Oh crap!” I snapped, as I yanked the blanket back over myself. “Sorry, I didn’t think about it”. “What are you doing”? She asked, with a laugh. “I.. Um.. I..”. It slowly dawned on me that I wasn’t really sure why I got embarrassed and covered up. “I dunno. I just didn’t mean to..”. “I get it. Yesterday morning you would’ve done the same thing, and I would’ve completely understood, but today.. I thought you would be more relaxed around me.” She looked upset, and unsure. “No, you’re right. It wasn’t you, I just got embarrassed. It’s just weird to not hide when I have a hard on.” I chuckled a little and gave her an ‘I’m sorry’ smile. “See, I’m not uncomfortable with you seeing me.” I pulled away the blanket and pushed my pajama bottoms down to my knees. My dick sprang free and wobbled back and forth. I just stared at my morning erection for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. I slowly looked back up at my mother’s face. She was looking at my boner, then to my face. She smiled warmly. “You didn’t have to do that, I wasn’t trying to pressure you into exposing yourself to me, that’s not what I want. I just thought that it was what YOU wanted. When you were getting into bed last night you were going to do it naked, and this morning you covered up, I guess I was just a little confused about what exactly you were comfortable with.” “I’m fine, it was just a reaction. I’m ok with you seeing me naked.” “Ok, good. Because I meant what I said last night about wanting to help you with these.” She reached out and gently wrapped her hand around my cock. My mouth opened involuntarily and let out a slight gasp. The feeling of someone else touching my penis was still strange and wonderful. “Want me to take care of him now?” I didn’t look away from her hand and could only manage a slight nod. Even though I now completely remembered the events of last night, it still seemed surreal. She must’ve seen my nod out of the corner of her eye, because she started stroking me without asking again. She wasn’t using lotion or lube or anything, but her hands were smooth, and she was only lightly holding my dick. She was going very slowly, and with her loose grip, I knew I wouldn’t cum, but it still felt amazing. She must’ve read my mind because without stopping or looking to see my facial expression, she answered my concerns. “I’ll need to make it slicker before I really get going” she said. “Now when a girl doesn’t have a moisturizer, like the lotion I used last night, she can just use her dry hand. Have you ever masturbated without the lotion?” She asked me. “Ya” I answered without looking up. “And does it feel as good doing it dry like that?” “No.” “Exactly. But sometimes the girl giving the hand job may not have anything to use. In these cases it’s perfectly normal for her to use her spit.” HER SPIT?! I thought to myself. “You mean she actually spits on my penis?” “Yes” she laughed and smiled. “But it’s not so much as she spits on it, as she drips saliva on it…watch.” She learned down and forward a bit, positioning her face about 6 inches over the tip of my dick. You could see she was aiming, as she pursed her lips and let a long shiny string of saliva slide from her mouth and stretch down to the head. She drizzled her spit onto my cock for a couple seconds then cut it off. She stood up straight and released her grip on me to wipe her mouth. “See, like that” She said. She then used both of her hands and slowly worked her saliva up and down my shaft, particularly working the head. “Then she slides it around, and onto the Palms of her hands” she instructed. “And then she can get to work on making you cum” she said with a little grin. She gripped the bottom half of my dick with her left hand, and the top half with her right. She began her ‘butter-churning’ motion, up and down and in alternating rotating motions with each hand. The sensation caused me to take a deep breath. I just watched her hands working my dick, it was a feeling that I could never accomplish myself, and the orgasm would just as impressive. I expanded my view of the situation, taking in everything that was happening. The visual aspect was equally as arousing, as the physical sensation. My mother was in her early 30s and wasn’t very tall, maybe 5’3”. She had a slender build and decent curves that, as her son, I’d never noticed before. But now as I watched her standing at the side of the bed, leaning over my lap, steadily working her hands up and down my cock, I noticed her attractive features. She was wearing a nightgown that was pretty much a long shirt, that only went down a little past her butt. I looked her up and down, starting with her legs. They were short, not those long legs that you always hear about. But they were smooth and nice looking, free from scars or veins that older women tend to have. Her butt was hidden under the gown, and I was only seeing it from the side, but it wasn’t flat or fat. My eyes moved up to her breasts. They were covered, but with her leaning forward combined the motion of her arms, I could make out the swaying and bouncing underneath the fabric. As a teenage boy, I loved boobs, so staring at a pair of them so intently (albeit under a shirt) along with the feeling of my mom working my morning wood for my first orgasm of the day, really put me over the top. I scratched at the bed, unable to control myself. My mom looked over at me, for some indication that I was ready to cum. She caught me looking at her chest, but made no comment, she only asked “are you almost there?” I nodded my head rapidly, my body starting to squirm. She looked back at what she was doing, leaning into it a little more as she picked up the pace. And as I had done the night before, I just let it go. And just as it had happened the night before, I once again blew my load onto my mother. The first several shots hit her right in the face, causing her to squint her eyes shut to avoid getting the warm jizz in them. Other shots landed on her nightgown, arms, hair, and all over the bed and myself. As the streams of cum finished erupting form the tip of my dick, my mother gripped it tightly and pulled upward, squeezing out what remained, spilling it onto her already covered hands. I couldn’t move. My mouth hung open. I must’ve looked like I was in pain, but I wasn’t. The exact opposite actually. The orgasms my mother had given me were the most intense and pleasurable experiences I had ever had. My mom didn’t move either, she just stood there, both hands welded to my rod. She was still looking down at it, only her eyes were shut, her mouth pressed into a tight little grin. She must’ve been contemplating what to do next. Finally she released me. Her hands just sort of dangling over me, dripping. She grasped at the front of her gown, trying to find a dry spot to use. She settled on the bottom hem at her left side, the side closest to me. She pulled it up to her face wiping the goo from her eyes first. This was my first glimpse of her boobs… well NEAR glimpse, and it was only partial under-boob, but it was still hot. She cleaned her left eye enough to open it and looked at me, again catching me looking at her chest. I immediately looked away. She smiled, “so I take it that was good for you?” She asked. “Ya, definitely!” My eyes widened and I nodded quickly, showing my enthusiasm. “Well let’s get cleaned up.” She turned and walked towards the bathroom, wiping her hands off on the sides and back of her nightgown. “So Adam, have you seen breasts in person before?” She called from inside the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on. “Um, no.” I replied. There was a moment of silence. “Alright, well you need to get cleaned up anyways, come hop in the shower with me.” My eyes widened. I sat up, pulled my pajama bottoms completely off, and got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom carefully, trying to avoid dripping my cum all over. My patents bathroom had one of those showers with the glass door. It was already fogged up, so I could only see the shadowy figure of my mother. “Adam are you in here?” She called out. “Oh, ya I’m here.” “Well get in silly.” I did as I was told and opened the shower and got in. I kept my head down, and purposely closed my eyes, acting like it was to keep the water out. It wasn’t that I didn’t WANT to see her naked body, I actually really did. I just didn’t want to seem too eager, and she was still my mom, it felt disrespectful to look at her that way. “Everything OK?” She asked. “Ya I’m good.” “Then open your eyes and look at me.” She scolded. I raised my head and opened my eyes, looking directly into hers, not letting them wander to other parts of her body. She had an annoyed look on her face. “Adam, if you don’t want to take a shower with me then just say so.” “No! It’s not that. It’s just that it’s still a little weird. I’m not sure if I should look at you as my mother, or like one of those women in the magazines that turn me on.” I responded. Her face softened. “Adam, you should still look at me as your mother, especially when I’m not helping you cum, or teaching you about sex. But when I am, I’m still your mother, even if you are getting aroused. If it makes you more comfortable, when we’re doing these things, just look at me as a woman. Like right now, look at my body.” I looked down, taking her all in. Her breasts were perfect. Bigger than a handful, but not oversized. They hung like teardrops, with her Nipples pointed slightly upwards, and her under-boob cupping underneath. I moved down to her stomach, which was flat, leading to her vagina, only slightly covered in trimmed pubic hair. She slowly spun around, letting me take her all in. Her ass was better than I previously gave her credit for. It was slightly wider than her waist, and stuck out nicely, cupping underneath like her tits. She turned back to face me. “Any questions?” She asked. I shook my head, looking back up at her face. I felt my cock tingling from looking at her body. “As you can see, not all breasts are as large as the ones in magazines… do you want to touch them?” I nodded my response. “Go Ahead.” I reached out and just placed a hand on one Breast. I stood like that, not moving my hand. She must’ve sensed that I wasn’t sure what to do. She took my other hand and placed it on her other Breast, and put her hands over top of mine and squeezed. I was officially grabbing my first boobs! They felt amazing. I began squeezing and rubbing them on my own, so my mom removed her hands. I watched them as I played, I was mesmerized. I got more confident and began focusing on the Nipples with my thumbs and index fingers. As soon as I pinched, my mother let out a little gasp. I almost stopped, but then figured that if it hurt, she would tell me to stop. I looked at her face, she was watching my hands. “Can I suck on them?” I couldn’t believe I had the balls to ask that! She looked up at me. “Yes, go ahead.” She said softly. I took a step forward and leaned down, pointing her first one at my mouth. I sucked it right in, instinctively, like a baby breastfeeding for the first time. I let my tongue work the tip of her nipple in my mouth, and I heard my mother sigh. I took away my mouth and looked up at her. “Doing that can feel very good to the girl. And it can go together very nicely with her playing with Herself.” I looked down and saw my mom rubbing her clit. “So keep sucking on them baby.” I went right back to it, sucking and licking her nipple. I felt my mom moving faster. I moved to her other breast, sucking it the same way. I couldn’t get enough. “That’s it Adam, don’t stop!” Her voice sounded strained, like she was short of breath. Her hand was rubbing vigorously. I continued to suck like I was starving. “Uhhhh Ahhhh!” My mom let out a loud moan. She had just orgasmed. I stood up and released her tits, looking at her. She slowly opened her eyes and looked back at me. “Well that felt great. Did you enjoy it?” She asked, and looked down. “Well there’s my answer”, she said and chuckled. I looked down too, I was rock hard again and pointing straight up at her, I hadn’t even noticed. “Ya, they feel really cool.” “Well while we’re in her, I’ll help you clean up from earlier, and go ahead and take care of him again”, she said with a smile, “besides, doing it in the shower is the best option for less mess.” She squeezed some of my dad’s body wash into her hands and lathered it up. Then began washing it all over the areas I had gotten cum on myself in the bed. I just stood there silently and watched as she washed my stomach, thighs, hips, and eventually moving to my crotch. She moved to my right, standing partially behind me, and to my side. She reached around me with her soapy hand and grasped my dick and began stroking. I let my head tip back, looking up at the ceiling of the shower with my eyes closed. My time playing with her boobs had really gotten me worked up, because even though I had just cum a lot in bed, I still came again in no time. I let out a groan as I blew my second load of the morning. My eyes were still closed, but I could feel a significant amount semen shooting out of me. My orgasm ended and my mom stopped jerking. I lowered my head and opened my eyes. Cum was splattered on the shower wall in front of me. “Wow sweetie! You still came that much even after cumming in bed already?!” I didn’t really have an answer for her, I just looked at her bashfully. She smiled at me, “well let’s get cleaned up and go eat breakfast.” We got out of the shower and dried off. I watched mom towel off and get dressed, staring at her body the whole time, not bothering to hide my gaze. I’d decided to accept that if she was OK with it, then I was too. Mom tossed our cum soaked clothes, along with her bed sheets, into the washer and we ate breakfast in the kitchen. We talked like mother and son. She told me what chores she wanted me to get done today, I told her what homework I needed to finish by Monday. Our day was planned out. She was going to run errands while I did homework, then when she got home she was going to do some house work while I did my chores. “How often do you normally masturbate?” She asked while I was taking a sip of orange juice. I nearly choked, not so much because of the actual question, but because she asked it so matter-of-factly, like she was asking if I wanted toast or something. Her plain facial expressions showed that she thought nothing of asking that question while we were sitting at the table. “Um, a few times a day.” I felt like I was confessing to a crime. “When usually? Do you have a schedule that you like to follow?” She inquired, with the same calm tone. “I wouldn’t say it’s a schedule, but I like to do it in the morning when I wake up, when I get home from school, and before bed. Those are my standard times. But I also like if I can take care of myself either before or after dinner too. On the weekends I still do it before and after sleeping, but everything during the day is up in the air, it depends on what we have going on.” “I see”, she nodded thoughtfully, “that’s a good plan, and so far we’ve done a pretty good job sticking to that routine haven’t we?” She seemed proud of herself, “I took care of it last night before bed, then this morning when you woke up, and we even got an extra one in there during the shower, so let’s keep it up! When I get home from my errands, I’ll take care of you, and then before dinner I’ll do it again, and then of course once more before bed, sound good? I really like being able to help you with this, plus it’s like our little secret. So from now on whenever you’re feeling like you would want to masturbate, tell me, and I’ll take care of it instead.” “Ok…” I didn’t really know what else to say. Not only did my mom just offer to jerk me off at least three more times today, she also just said that she’d do it whenever I asked… indefinitely! My mind was spinning. “OK, well I’m going to go get ready then head out.” And with that my mom hoped up, kissed me on the forehead and walked upstairs. I went to my room and started on my homework. Mom called up the stairs to say goodbye and headed out, leaving me with my thoughts. My mind eventually settled down and I was able to concentrate on school work. After about 2 hours I heard mom come in the door, and yell “hey Adam I’m home!” I said ‘ok’ and continued my homework. After several minutes of putting away the stuff she bought at the various stores she’d gone to, she came upstairs and into my room. “Hey sweetie, how’s it going?” “Good, I’m almost done, I shouldn’t have to do any tomorrow.” I answered. We were completely back in mother-son conversation mode. “Oh, good for you! Are you ready for another hand job?” I was totally ready for the question, but the completely nonchalant way she asked me, her son, if I wanted her, my mother, to give me yet another hand job was still hard to get used to. “Ya, definitely.” “Ok, take off your shorts and sit on the edge of your bed.” I did as I was told, pulled my shorts and boxers completely off. The idea that my mom was about to jerk me off again was enough to get my juices flowing, and my prick started to stiffen. My mom was standing in front of me and, without warning, pulled off her shirt then removed her bra and sat down on the bed next to me, completely toppless. I hid my shocked expression. She grabbed my dick, leaned forward and dripped spit on to it and started smearing it around the head and down the shaft. She sat up straight and started stroking me with her right hand. “Adam, have you ever kissed a girl?” She asked, looking me in the eyes while continuing her hand job. “Yes.” “With tongue?” “No.” “Ok, well that’s called ‘French-kissing’. What happens is, when you’re kissing, you both open your mouths and have your tongue play with her tongue. It feels nice believe me. And What’s nice is that doing something else that feels good, like kissing, while getting the hand job, makes you feel even better. Want to try it?” “YA!” She smiled and placed her left hand behind my head and pulled me towards her. She leaned her face towards mine, we both closed our eyes, and we kissed. I followed her lead. It started as a normal kiss, and then she opened her mouth and I felt her tongue touch my lips. I opened mine, and felt her tongue slip inside, touching my own tongue. We began to kiss harder, more passionately. I’d push my tongue into her mouth, then she’d push hers back into mine. The harder and faster we kissed, the harder and faster she seemed to slide her hand up and down my spit-slickened rod. She pulled away from our kiss and looked at me. “Suck mommy’s tits baby.” She said it both motherly and wantonly. I didn’t hesitate. My face shot down to her closest breast and devoured it. I sucked her nipple harder than I did in the shower. Not on purpose, but I simply had no control at this moment. I had a hand grasping each of her boobs, and my mouth switched between her left and right one, moving back and forth greedily. “That’s it baby! Cum for mommy!” It was almost as if her encouragement was all I needed. Without removing my face from my mother’s cleavage, I came. I squeezed each Breast way too hard I’m sure, but she didn’t say anything or stop me. I buried my face into her tits and let out a loud, muffled, moan of pleasure. My mother stopped tugging on my dick once the semen stopped flowing. I kept my eyes closed and just sucked on a nipple, my mother tenderly holding my head there, playing with my hair. I finally decided to pull away and see the damage. As usual, my mother’s hand was encased in jizz . It seemed to be plastered to my dick. Since I was sitting up this time, the tops of my thighs were covered as well. But as I took in the devastation of blowing my load uncovered, I saw that I had several shots on the carpet and on my dresser which was directly in front of me. “We really need to come up with a better… cleaner way of doing this.” Said my mom. She too was looking at scene in front of me. “I’m sorry, I’ll clean it up!” I quickly responded. I was afraid that she’d take these messes as a reason that she should stop jerking me off and tell me to go back to masturbating instead. “I’m not mad sweetheart”, she smiled at me, “we’ll figure something out. I can’t be doing laundry several times a day, and changing my clothes every time I play with you.” She laughed. My fears subsided. “But you go clean yourself up and I’ll clean up the mess in here.” I went to the bathroom and decided that taking a quick shower would be easier than trying to simply wipe off all the cum from my crotch, lap and legs. I returned and saw that my mom had wiped my dresser off and used a damp cloth on the carpet, she had even made my bed! Other than her wanting to help her little boy have orgasms all the time, she really was just your average mother. I got dressed and went downstairs. We went about the rest of the afternoon like normal. Doing chores and housework. Mom made dinner that evening and we ate at the table and chatted about normal things. But my mom had no problem transitioning from talking about school, to talking about, what she started referring to as simply ‘fun’. “So after we clean up dinner do you want to watch a show and have some fun?” “Uh, ya, that sounds cool.” I was trying to sound as casual as she was. “OK, but I’ve been thinking about how messy it is every time..” My heart started to sink. “.. So from now on I was thinking that I would just give you blowjobs..” My heart lept back up and into my throat! “.. Are you ok with that?” My mind was racing so fast that I almost didn’t hear her. “YA!” So much for acting ‘casual’. “Ok.” My mom chuckled a little. “ I just figure that, for one thing, you’ve never had one, so you should probably try it. Two, it’ll be cleaner and therefore easier for us to do when other people are home. And three, I actually enjoy doing that more than hand jobs.” I wasn’t really listening, and honestly I didn’t care about the logic or reasons behind her decision to move up to blow jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I was appreciative of all the hand jobs I’d received over the last 24hrs, they were great, but yes they were messy. My mind was racing, and I don’t think I ever helped clean up the kitchen so fast in my life! As soon as I was finished, I ran over to the sofa, yanked down my shorts and boxers in one motion and tossed them across the floor. I plopped down on the couch and started petting my already stiffening penis. “I’m ready!” I called back towards the kitchen. “Ok I’m coming.” My mom almost laughed too hard to say the words. She wiped her hands off and walked around the sofa, and knelt down on the ground in front of me. She pushed my legs apart and scooted in between them to get closer. She pulled off her top, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Are you ready sweetie?” She as motherly as ever. “Yes.” She grasped my prick with both hands and leaned over it. She dripped a string of saliva on the head and began working it all around with her hands. It felt amazing as she rotated both hands back and forth while sliding them up and down the length of my cock. I loved it, but I couldn’t wait to feel her mouth. Just then, without a word, she lowered her head, removed her hands and swallowed my cock all the way to the base, burying her nose in my pubic hairs. She stayed like that for several seconds, making moaning sounds that vibrated her mouth around my cock, The back of her throat tickling the tip. Slowly she raised her head, slurping up the shaft of my penis. When she got to the tip she stopped, and sucked it like a lollipop. I just watched, my mouth hung open. It looked as amazing as it felt. She took my prick in both hands again and started her rotating strokes, continuing to suck on just the head. It was a strange and wonderful feeling. I could feel it building a massive orgasm in my balls, but it wasn’t making me cum yet. “Does that feel good?” She pulled my dick head out her mouth with a ‘pop’. I just nodded, my mouth still hanging open. “Do you have a big load for me?” I couldn’t believe she was talking this way, but I nodded again, “just cum when you’re ready.” And with that she sucked me back into her mouth. She went about a third of the way down, then back up, and then back down. She continued that motion while jerking off the rest of my shaft with her hands. She quickly built up a steady rhythm. I felt my orgasm rising up as I watched my mother on her knees in front of me, bare breasts jiggling, head bobbing up and down on my cock. I threw my head back, starred at the ceiling and unloaded myself into my mother’s mouth without warning. I expected to hear her gag, or choke, but she didn’t. She just stopped bobbing, held the tip of my dick in her mouth and continued jerk in me off. She swallowed shot after shot. I finally lowered my head and looked at her. She was staring directly at me. Her cheeks were sucked in, her hands were slowing down as the flow from my cock was subsiding, and I could see her throat moving as she was swallowing my semen. Her eyes were locked on mine, like she was waiting for something, perhaps some sort of reaction, a confirmation that I’d liked my first blow job. “That was amazing.” I said, looking directly back into her eyes. My body shuddered as I spoke, the last aftershocks of my orgasm. My mom pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat up. She wiped her mouth with one hand, still holding the base of my penis with the other. She looked down at her tits, checking to see if she had gotten any cum or drool on them, they were dry. My previous loads that had earlier covered us both with sperm from her hand jobs.. She had just completely swallowed without even pausing. With the exception of a little saliva-semen-mix that was on her lips, there was nothing to clean up. My dick was still slick, but she wiped it off well enough with her other hand, so that I could simply tuck it back into my shorts with no mess (if I was wearing any). She moved my softening prick around as she checked her work for cleanliness. She seemed happy with it and grinned to herself. “Was that good?” She asked me. “Ya… I don’t even know how to explain it.” “And a lot cleaner right? We could totally get away with pulling it out for quick ‘BJs’ and then putting it away with nothing to clean up!” She was referring to my penis, and she sounded almost giddy, proud of herself for coming up with a solution to the messiness of the hand jobs. “Um, ya. That sounds great!” I could care less about the mess it made, but if that’s the issue that motivated my mother to go from giving me hand jobs to blow jobs, then I was all for it. And hearing her talk about the possibility of me being able to have her suck my dick that frequently, was starting to get me hard again. We just sat on the sofa watching TV half naked for the rest of the evening. She toppless, I bottomless. We eventually made it upstairs where she invited me to sleep in bed with her again, and I eagerly obliged. She kept true to her word and gave me a ‘bedtime-bj’. I laid down in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she was bobbing her head up and down between my legs. She once again swallowed everything my cock fed her. She moved over, said she loved me, and we drifted off to sleep. I was awoken Sunday morning to the surprising and incredible feeling of my mother already giving me my ‘morning-bj’. Actually it was the orgasm that woke me up. I was dreaming about it, but when I came in my dream, the feeling was so intense that it shook me awake. I looked down at my dick expecting to see morning wood, but instead saw the top of my mother’s head. My grunts of pleasure must’ve alerted my mother that I was awake. She tilted her head upward and looked at me. She kept my cock in her mouth as she sucked down the last of my jizz, but I could tell she was smiling up at me. She finished and sat up. “Morning sleepy head.” She said cheerily as she hoped out of bed. “Morning mom.” I was hazy from a combination of sleep and post-orgasmic euphoria. “I woke up and saw that you were already hard, so I figured that I would go ahead and take care of him.” “Uh ya, that was great. I didn’t expect that though.” “I figured that we should start our routine out today, and when you wake up in the morning is the first one of the day.” She called from the bathroom. We got dressed and headed downstairs to start the day. As usual, whenever she wasn’t handling my dick, she switched completely into normal mom-mode. “Don’t forget, your sister comes home this afternoon, and your dad will be home before dinner. So I’ll give you a blow job after you do your chores, but then you’ll have to wait till bedtime.” She sat thoughtfully for a second, “and even then, I’m still not entirely sure how it will work at night with your dad home.” She seemed concerned, but not nearly as concerned as I was that she was changing her mind about taking care of my teenage-cumming needs. “Oh well, we’ll just see how it goes.” And with that she headed about doing her house work. A couple hours later my mom got a text from my sister that she was headed home a little early. So she came into my room where I was cleaning up, dropped to her knees in front of where I stood, and unzipped my pants. “Lacy is on her way home, she’ll be dropped off in 15 minutes, so let’s take care of this now.” She said as she fished my penis out of my shorts. She pulled it out, spit into her hands and started smearing it all over my flaccid dick. Standing there, still in shock, looking down at her, was enough to get him up. He swelled awake in her hands with just a couple strokes, and she immediately engulfed it. She quickly got her hands and mouth into a rhythm of stroking and sucking. I stood there, looking around my room, unsure of what to do with my hands. They were just hanging out to my sides away from my body. Normally mom would’ve given me some sort of instructions when we did something new, but this time I was on my own. So with no options, I decided to do what I’ve seen in porn. I reached down and placed both hands on the sides of her head, near the back, behind her ears. She didn’t stop me so I figured that was ok to do. They just sort of sat there for a minute or two until I felt cum bubbling up from my balls. Instinct took over and without thinking, I did what came naturally. I gripped her head and pulled her head forward, driving myself to the back of her throat. She responded by pushing back, and I again pulled her back. This developed a quick, almost bouncing rhythm, of me helping her bob her head even faster. I came in seconds. I kept my hands grasping her head. When I finished cumming she tried to take my dick out of her mouth, and without thinking I stopped her and just held her head in place, keeping my cock in her warm moist mouth, savoring the feeling. She sat there allowing this, that is until we heard the front door unlock and open. My mother pushed me away and jumped to her feet. She grabbed a tee shirt off the floor and quickly wiped her hands and face, and darted out of my room. I felt horrible the rest of the day. I knew she must be mad at me for forcing her head like that, and almost getting us caught. Naturally she didn’t show any sign of it, because then my sister would wonder what I did to get into trouble. My dad came home that evening and we ate dinner as a family. Mom and dad were on good terms, I assume due to their break from each other. We all watched TV together then headed off to our rooms. My mother and I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk about our new arrangement the rest of the day, but I assumed that it wasn’t going to happen again tonight. Mom had drained my balls 7 times in a day and a half, so I wasn’t complaining, that is until I heard my their bed start squeaking. I sat still wondering if I had really heard it, but sure enough it was the sound of their bed rocking as their time apart had made my dad come home horny. I tried to ignore it, but then I heard my mom. She let out a loud ‘YES!’ that was followed by my father’s voice muffled through the wall. She continued making noises that were accompanied by squeaky bed springs and occasional slaps of skins. I felt myself getting red in the face, I felt angry, jealous, but also aroused. I couldn’t help myself, I pulled my dick out of my boxers and began slowly petting and playing with it. This turned into a slow but steady stroke. I couldn’t cum though, I was distracted thinking of my mother spending all weekend servicing my cock, and now here she was riding my father like nothing happened. They finished and went silent. I just laid in bed, still hard, but I was no longer trying to get myself there. Then I heard an unexpected sound that made me jump. My door creaked open and there was mom. “sweetheart, are you awake?” “Mom? Uh, ya I’m up.” She crawled in to bed next to me, and pulled the covers over her too, her hand immediately went to my prick. “Wow, yes you are up! You didn’t already take care of yourself did you?” “No, I just got hard, but… I didn’t expect to see you tonight.” “Why? I thought we said that I would take care of you before bed.” “Well, I heard you guys…” “Oh, I see. Did that bother you?” I nodded back. “Sweetie, I love you, and I love what we do together, but he’s my husband, and I love him too, and there’s things that I do with him that I can’t do with you. That’s all, it doesn’t mean that I won’t still enjoy playing with you.” My spirts lifted a little. “Well I also thought you were mad at me about earlier.” “Mad about what?” She looked confused. “Before Lacy got home, I grabbed your head when you were going down on me, and then when you were finished, I held it there and almost got us caught.” I pouted back. “Oh baby! No, I wasn’t mad, you didn’t do anything wrong, lots of guys grab the girl’s head while getting a blow job, honestly it’s kind of attractive.” She was smiling, “and we didn’t get caught, that’s all that matters, so you didn’t do anything wrong.” “Ok” I smiled back at her. “What did you tell dad to come in here?” “I just told him that I was going to come see you, because I like our nightly ‘talks’.” She grinned. “He wasn’t opposed to the idea, so it looks like we shouldn’t have a problem before bed from now on. So… would you like a blow job?” She grabbed ahold of my dick. “Yes please.” And without another word, my mom ducked her head underneath the covers, wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and went to work. It was almost humorous watching the sheet bounce up and down. I felt one of her hands release my shaft and take hold of my balls instead. She played with them gently, rolling them around in her hand, and petting the soft skin with her finger tips. I put my hands behind my head, laid back and relaxed, no pressure at all. I let myself cum when it was ready, which only took a few minutes since I was already hard. I listened to the sounds of my mother swallowing my cum in an otherwise silent house. When she finished, she pulled the sheet off of her, kissed me goodnight, got out of bed and left my room. Before I drifted of to sleep, I lay there mulling over the developments of the last 48 hours and thought to myself, ‘this is going to be great.’

This is the story of my life. This is Chapter 1, of what will end up being several chapters. This one will be slower paced, and potentially longer than future ones, as I am giving background information and setting things up for future chapters. My name is Adam, and I was very normal, I was a little taller for my age, but that’s just because I had my growth spurt earlier. However, I started masturbating late compared to most. It wasn’t that I was against it, I honestly had just never heard of it. A friend made a joke about “jacking off” and I had to ask him what that was, he told me, and of course that night in bed I tried it, and like most teenage boys, I was hooked. At this point in my life I hadn’t done anything more than kiss a girl, so masturbating was a great hobby for me. Since I didn’t have a girlfriend, and no real prospects, I knew I wasn’t going to be getting any with a girl any time soon. I was doing it multiple times a day, and had come up with a good routine. The morning was a must, because like all guys my age, I was plagued with ridiculous morning wood! I would try to do it in the shower in the morning when I was getting ready for school, the shower was great, but of course my parents would knock on the door and tell me to hurry up. Plus I had to share a bathroom with my younger sister, so I usually had to settle for a quick one in my room before I got dressed. I would then jerk off when I got home from school, my little sister got home about an hour later, so it was just mom downstairs doing housework and preparing dinner. When I’d go up to my room to start on homework I’d actually have a quick jerk first. The common theme was that I usually had to be quick and discreet. It was totally possible that my mom could walk in to ask me something while I was doing homework, or my sister could burst in to play or just bug me, or my dad might come up to say hi when he got home from work. So in my bed at night when everyone else was asleep was the only time and place I had privacy. When I first started masturbating I used to lay, buck naked on the bed, with lotion and and towel. I’d take my time and enjoy working myself up to a really good orgasm. The towel was totally necessary for me. I’d heard jokes, and guys saying that they kept a box if tissue in their rooms, I asked why and they said it was to catch their cum shot to avoid a mess. I couldn’t fathom a tissue catching my load, I’d blow a hole right through it! I happened to cum a lot when I jerked off, and not just a lot, I also shot for distance! The first time I did it, I was laying in bed stroking my cock vigorously, and when I came I blew a load all over my own face and pillows! After that, if I was masturbating while laying down or sitting at my desk, I always put a towel over my cock when I was almost ready to cum. Or if I was standing, I’d lay the towel out in front of me and aim for it. During this time my parents were going through a rough patch, and they often got into huge fights at night when they thought we couldn’t hear them. One night my mom came into my room, just moments after I had finished putting my dick away. She opened the door and asked if I was asleep, I said no and she came in. She apologized for the fighting, and asked if I had heard, I said I had, since my room was next to theirs. She said she had just checked on my sister, Lacy, who was asleep, which made sense cuz her room was clear across the house. My mom said she just wanted to catch up with her baby boy, but she was visibly upset, and I think she just wanted to vent about things going on with her and dad. She ended up falling asleep in my room. This started to become a nightly routine, at least when they were having a fight. She would come into my room to chat, but really it was because she didn’t want to stay in the same room as him, and she didn’t want to wake up my sister, so she was crashing on my bed. Nothing about this was sexual, She was a good looking woman, but not so good looking that I got aroused by looking at my own mother. She was usually wearing pajama pants and a tee shirt or tank top, although sometimes she wore a nightgown, once again, nothing sexy. I did notice one night when she was asleep with her back to me, that her nightgown had come up and she was wearing a thong. This was surprising, even though I’d seen the tops of girls thongs at school, I had no idea that someone like my mother, who granted was only in her 30s, would be wearing something like that! As her sleep overs continued for several weeks, I noticed that she became closer to me, at night she would cuddle a little, And ask me to put my arm around her, in the “spooning position”. This became a problem one night when I hadn’t been able to jerk off. She had me spooning her, while she was checking her phone and I was trying to fall asleep. Unexpectedly, the little movements of her ass against my crotch gave me an erection! I began moving back away from her, a little bit at a time so she wouldn’t notice. “Why are you moving away? You know I like when you cuddle with me like that, it feels all cozy.” With that she backed up and her ass slammed right into my hard on, “oh! I’m sorry sweetie! I didn’t know!” “Well what was I supposed to say?!” I snapped, clearly embarrassed. She started to laugh a little bit “it’s ok, don’t be embarrassed, it’s not your fault and it’s completely natural.” “I know it’s not my fault, it’s YOUR fault.” I couldn’t help but smile and start to laugh. We both had a good laugh about it actually, which relieved my embarrassment and distracted me enough to make my boner go away. We ended up falling asleep as usual. This awkward encounter actually brought us closer, I felt like she and I could joke around more, and have more open “adult” conversations, nothing crazy, but when she’d ask how my day was, I’d actually tell her rather than just saying “fine”. Going to the mall and many other errands were still reserved for just her and Lacy, but she started having me go with her to the grocery store, and those big box warehouse type stores. Her reason was that she could use a man to help lift and carry things, this was a little annoying because I knew I wasn’t very strong, I was just tall and lanky. But I also knew she just wanted the company. The down side to all this bonding was that now when I jerked off at night I had to make it quick and sweet, I kept my boxers on and just pulled my dick out through the opening, and jerked it to orgasm as quickly as possible. Even that was risky, if my parents were being snappy with eachother earlier in the evening I could just assume there was going to be a fight, so I had to miss my orgasm for the evening since I KNEW my mom would be coming in eventually. One of the issues my parents fought about was that my dad worked a lot which, in his defense, was so that he could support his family and not make my mom work too. They liked the idea of her being home when we got home from school. But alas that meant he had some late nights and often had to travel. This was one of those nights. It was a Friday and my dad wasn’t going to be home till Monday. My sister was staying the weekend at a friend’s, and my mom tried to convince me to stay at one of my friends houses, but I had other plans. I lied and said that no one was available to have me over, but really I had thought to myself that tonight I could finally have another really good jerk! If my dad wasn’t home, then no fighting, and I got my room to myself! My sister went to her friend’s right after school, so it was just mom and I. We ate dinner and watched some raunchy comedy that made lots of sex jokes, that my mom would jokingly scold me for laughing at. She sat right next to me, leaning against me, and we had a good time. When I eventually went up to bed, I didn’t rush into anything, I just laid in bed thinking of stuff to get me turned on. At this point in my life I wasn’t into anything special, mostly I just closed my eyes and remembered pictures from magazines that I’d gotten to see. As a virgin, I didn’t know what sex was like, so I didn’t have a favorite position, or know if I preferred tits or ass or whatever. I just liked the way naked women looked, and I imagined masturbating must’ve felt just like a women’s vagina. I didn’t have access to a computer in my room, so I hadn’t seem much porn, I wasn’t even familiar with blowjobs or hand jobs, although, a friend of mine had a girlfriend who gave him head regularly so I’d heard of them. He would describe it, and it sounded amazing, the whole thing; The way it looked to see her sucking on it, the image of her head bobbing up and down in his lap, and the way it felt to just be relaxed, sitting there not doing anything and just cumming in her mouth, no mess or anything! So when I masturbated, it was usually to an image of me laying on the bed (since that’s the way I usually jerked off) with a beautiful woman kneeling at the foot of my bed sucking my dick, I never did anything, I just laid there. Well, I’d gotten pretty turned on by now, and I’d already heard my mom go into her room, so I figured it was time to start. I pulled my hidden stash out from under my bed, a pump-bottle of lotion, a towel, and a Hustler magazine from several years ago. I rarely pulled out the magazine due to the extra risk of being caught, but tonight I was going to go all out. I stood up and pulled off my boxers. I was already rock hard, so I just stood there gently stroking myself, enjoying the feeling of not being rushed. I opened the magazine to my favorite picture of a woman with huge tits, straddling a man. It was taken from his point of view and was the basis for many of my masturbatory fantasies. I set it on the bed and stood over it looking down while gripping my cock tighter and building up speed. I pumped a couple shots of lotion into my hand and smeared it all over my dick. I particularly like working the head, it’s big and really gives my dick the whole “mushroom – tip” appearance. I enjoyed getting myself close to the point of no return, and then slowing down or stopping and letting the impending orgasm subside. It was like I was teasing myself, but really I was just taking my time, and the build up always gave me a better orgasm. I laid on my bed and kicked my blankets completely off and onto the floor. I got comfy, closed my eyes and started up again. The feeling was incredible, I rarely even got to use lotion anymore, so this moist-silky feeling of my lubed up hand was a real treat! I was building up a faster rhythm again, and was thinking about whether I should just go for it this time, or slow back down again and let it build back up… when my door opened and my mom walked right in. “Hey sweetie, do you mind if I… oh my God!” I was completely nude, spread out in the middle of my bed with the biggest hard on I’ve had in weeks! “MOM! What the fuck are you doing? Stop! Don’t come in!” But she was just starring at me, frozen from a combination of shock and embarrassment. I was reaching around for something to cover up with, but my sheets were on the floor at the foot of my bed, so I just threw the towel over my lap and sat up, leaning forward, trying to conceal my erection. Finally coming to her senses, my mom covered her face and turned around. “I’m so sorry sweetie! I didn’t know! Dammit I should’ve knocked, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, oh my God, please forgive me, I was so stupid!” Well now my first reaction of anger turned to pity, I didn’t want her to feel bad, “it’s ok mom, I’m sorry I yelled like that, I’m not mad” “Really? I honestly didn’t know. ” “It’s fine, I just got embarrassed. ” She turned back towards me and opened her eyes. “Trust me, you’re not the only one who’s embarrassed.” She picked my blanket up and handed it to me and sat on my bed. I covered up and sat there. We smiled at each other reassuringly. “I should’ve known that you were doing this already, you’re at that age, plus when you got that boner from rubbing up against me, that should’ve been a red flag that you’re probably getting hard-ons and taking care of them somehow.” I just nodded. “How long have you been masturbating?” “A year, maybe a little less I suppose”. She nodded, and noticed the Hustler sitting on the bed, she picked it up before I could react, “is this what you use?” She was flipping through the pages, I just nodded, blushing. “It’s ok, every guy has jerked off to one of these magazines.” She looked up and me, and I grinned, awkwardly comforted knowing that she didn’t think I was weird. She leaned forward with her arms open to give me a comforting hug, I leaned in, then stopped. “Um, I’m still hard.” I moved my hands away so she could see the tent my cock was making, “Ill pass on the hug.” I gave a little chuckle. She laughed to, but stared at my crotch for an extra moment. She went back to thumbing through the magazine “do you have questions about any of this?” I shook my head NO instinctually, not wanting to talk to my mom about sex. “Because this isn’t reality” she continued. She turned the magazine towards me, showing me a picture of a close up of a woman spreading open the lips of her vagina. “It’s not?” I replied, she had peaked my interest, and I really DID have questions. “No, she’s just trying to look exciting for the camera, vaginas don’t normally look like that” “What do they look like then?” “Well ..” She looked around, unsure how to proceed, “Well ..” She stood up, reached under her nightgown, pulled her thong off, and then lifted her gown up to her bellybutton, showing me her pussy, “They look like this.” She wasn’t shaved bare like the girls in the magazines, but it wasn’t a bush like I’d seen before either. She had hair, but it was short, like she meant it to be that way. I just stared unable to blink. She sat back on the bed, still lifting her gown, and facing me. I could feel her watching me stare at her exposed vagina, I should’ve been embarrassed, but I couldn’t look away. “See, they shave hers completely, and she spreads the lips like that to make it look sexy”. “That’s stupid, it’s looks good, just like this” “Oh hush” she covered herself, and I looked back up at her face. “No really, that looks really nice, it looks intimidating in the pictures” “That’s because she’s playing with it in the pictures” “Oh, so you’re not supposed to play with it?” “Well, sure you are, but she’s just spreading it open for the camera, in real life you’d just rub her clit, or finger her”. I must’ve looked confused, because she lifted her gown back up and continued.. “This is the clit, you just have to rub it, but when you’re fingering a girl, you slide a couple fingers inside her”. “Inside her where?” As if she was a teacher giving a hands on lesson, she took my hand and pulled it to her vagina, she curled all my fingers closed, except the index and middle fingers. She leaned back slightly, and guided my fingers to her opening. “Right here. You just slide your fingers in and out, the same way you would with your penis if you were having sex.” With out thinking I pushed my two fingers in and she let out a sigh, I did this about three times before she grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Was I doing it wrong? I don’t really know what to do” “No, that felt fine, especially since it’s your first time, it’s just that..” she paused and looked me in the face. “You shouldn’t be doing this with your mother”. “Oh!” I just realized what she meant, and she was right, I pulled my hand away, “I wasn’t thinking about it like that! It’s just that you were the one who put my hand there, and I was curious, I’ve never tried that before, I was just seeing what happened when I fingered a girl, so I don’t look like a dork when I finally get a girlfriend”. I felt like a idiot, and my expression obviously showed that. “No sweetie, you’re right, I did put your fingers there, I didn’t think first. Don’t feel bad, you didn’t do anything wrong.” “Was I doing it right? Did it, you know, feel good like it’s supposed to?” “Yes you were, and yes it did” “You didn’t have an orgasm, so I must not have been THAT good at it” I pouted. She laughed “babe, you only did it for a second, it takes longer than that! For any guy”. “Oh ..ok .. can I.. Try again? I want to see if I can do it”. She just stared at me, obviously mulling it over, “ok” and she gave me little smile, nothing seductive, but genuinely motherly, as if I’d asked to stay up late and she’d decided to be nice and let me. She took my wrist and pulled my hand back to her vagina, guiding it into her. She held my wrist while showing me the rhythm and speed to use, then she let go and I did the rest. She leaned back slightly, putting her weight on her arms, the way you’d be sitting up on a blanket at the beach. I could tell she was watching me, but I just starred intently at what I was doing. I heard her start to breath a little heavier, and I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed but she opened them, looking directly into mine. “Is that good?” I asked. “Yes it’s very good. Now this right here is where the clit is”, she pointed to a small spot above where my fingers were inside her. “This is a very sensitive spot that you just rub, either on its own, or while you’re fingering her. Since you’re doing that with your fingers, I’ll rub myself, and together they will cause a very good orgasm for the girl.” I continued moving my fingers in and out at their steady pace while I watched as she rubbed her clit. She closed her eyes and her breathing became loud again. Feeling the warm wetness of the inside of a vagina for the first time, combined with watching a woman (albeit my mother) play with herself while making aroused noises, was getting me turned on. What had started out academically, as an awkward sex talk between a mother and son, had turned into the hottest moment in my life. I still had a raging hard on and I felt like I was going to explode, but I was afraid to touch myself in front of her, I didn’t want her to think this “lesson” was turning into something torrid that I was getting into. If she thought I was turned on by seeing her like this then not only would she be mad and disgusted with me, but she would never allow any potential future lessons. So I restrained myself. Just then she threw her head back and let out a loud sound that was sort of like a moan and scream together. I pulled my hand away, scared I had poked her too hard or scratched her inside. I starred in shock, watching her shake a bit before relaxing and opening her eyes. I can only imagine the expression that was on my face, because as soon as she looked at me she laughed and touched my arm reassuringly. “It’s ok baby, that’s just what it looks like when many women have orgasms” she reassured me. I relaxed a bit, “so I did it? I fingered you, and gave you an actual orgasm?” “You sure did. See it’s not really that hard, or intimidating, nothing to be scared or nervous about.” I had forgotten about concealing the tent my erection was making, and she noticed it, “Adam! Are you hard?” “Oh my God, I forgot, I’m sorry!” “No sweetie, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have reacted like that. Honestly it would be more shocking if you WEREN’T hard after seeing all that for the first time.” “Really, you’re not mad at me?” “No not at all, getting turned on isn’t always in our control, sometimes it just happens, and for a boy who’s curious about sex to see and touch a woman like that, it’s completely understandable.” “Ok” I said bashfully, “I wasn’t trying to get turned on, but since I wasn’t able to finish myself when you came in, I’m just REALLY hard right now.” “Oh my God , sweetheart, you’re right, I totally forgot about that!” she laughed a little bit “you must be dying!” I just gave her an awkward, embarrassed sort of smile. She looked at me thoughtfully, “ok, remove the blanket.” I didn’t move, unsure if I should expose myself to my mother, fearful I may get into trouble somehow. “Go ahead” she encouraged. I did as I was told and lifted the blanket just up and over my throbbing erection. My mother scooted up right next to me. Without hesitation she reached out and grabbed my dick and started slowly gliding her hand up and down the shaft. It felt great, her hand was cool on my red hot cock. I starred in disbelief as She stroked me. “Have you ever had a hand job?” she asked, very matter of factly. I shook my head “no” without looking away from her hand wrapped around me. “Well this is a hand job. Just like when you finger a girl, your fingers are supposed to feel like your penis is inside her, with a hand job her hand is supposed to feel like a vagina is around your penis, make sense?” I nodded, still not looking away as she kept stroking while she talked. “In other words, fingering is you using your hands to make her have an orgasm, and a hand job is her using her hands to make YOU have an orgasm. Now have you heard of a blow job?” my ears perked up, but I shook my head “no”, not wanting to throw my friend Mike under the bus. “Well a blow job is like a hand job, except that the girl puts your penis in her mouth and moves her head up and down.. Or back and forth, depending on how you’re positioned. But it’s the same idea, her mouth is supposed to feel like the vagina and make you cum that way. Now if the girl is really good, she’ll do two things; one, she’ll also use her hands while giving you a blow job, this can make it feel even better for you, but it takes a girl who knows what she’s doing. And two, she’ll have you cum inside of her mouth, and she’ll swallow it. This also helps make it feel better, and makes a cleaner experience. Make sense?” I nodded, God that sounded amazing. “Now Adam, look at me”, she took her hand off of my cock and I turned to face her. She looked me right in the eyes, there was genuine concern in them. “I don’t know of we should be doing this” gesturing towards my hard on, “honestly we shouldn’t have done ANY of this. This isn’t something that mothers do with their sons” she was getting upset, “I didn’t mean for this to happen. I shouldn’t have shown you my vagina, I just wanted to answer your questions, and I felt bad that your only knowledge is coming from a completely unrealistic magazine, so I just wanted you to see what a normal woman looks like down there. I let it get carried away by having you touch me, and now here I am touching you!” “I liked it!” it almost came out like a shout, but I couldn’t help myself. “I know you aren’t trying to do so something wrong with me, and I know that this isn’t something that sons are supposed to do with their mom’s, but I asked you and you showed me what it was like to feel a vagina, and now I’m so horny it hurts, and you are just being nice, and all I can think about is you touching me again!” My voice raised itself as I spoke. “Really, you’re not grossed out? You’re not thinking to yourself ‘why is my mom doing this, I want her to stop’?” “No. I mean, I was embarrassed when you first walked in, cuz I don’t want ANYONE to catch me playing with myself, let alone you or dad! But you made me feel better. And I would’ve never have been able to simply ASK a girl anything about sex, cuz I’d look stupid or inexperienced, but you had just walked in on me naked, and you asked if I had any questions, so I figured ‘why not, I can’t get any more embarrassed’” I laughed, and she smiled at me. “I’m not good with girls, and I didn’t wanna freak out the first time I saw a vagina, so I’m glad I saw one, and now I know what it’s like to play with one too! My friends, or dad, could never have helped me with that. And yes, of course I want to know what it’s like to have someone else make me cum, and if you’re willing to show me then I’m grateful, not grossed out!” She smiled at me and looked relieved. “Well… would you like me to continue?” she asked me hesitantly. I gave a quick little nod. She grinned, “Hand me that lotion, sweetie” she pointed at the pump bottle on the other side of my bed. I reached over and grabbed it. She moved onto her knees, so that she was kneeling beside my lap while I was partially sitting up, propped up by pillows. She pumped some lotion into the palms of both of her hands. “Do you remember how I said that the secret to a good blow job is using hands also, and swallowing?” she asked me. I looked at her and nodded. She gripped the base of my dick with her left hand and used her right hand to smear lotion around the head. “Well… the secret to a good hand job is using BOTH hands”. And with that she went to work pumping her hands up and down my shaft, it looked like she was churning butter! But she didn’t just move both hands up and down, she also rotated her wrists, turning her hands back and forth while she moved them up and down! My eyes widened, and my mouth dropped open. The feeling was incredible, I couldn’t have imagined that her hands would have felt so different, so much better, than me simply jerking myself off. I let out an involuntary little grunt, she obviously knew what this meant. She turned to look at me. “OK, do you feel like you’re ready to cum?” “Uh huh!” nodded rapidly, she grinned. “Good, just let it go when you’re ready”. She was watching my cock as she pumped it with both hands. She was building speed, knowing that I was ready, and then it happened. I exploded. This was the biggest, most powerful load I had ever had. I was notorious for big ejaculations, but this was something massive. I had already been working myself to an orgasm when my mom walked in, and since then I’d fingered her and watched while she came. Then she played with me, then stopped, then started up again! This load had been building for over an hour, and it sent a convulsive orgasm through my body as it blew out the end of my cock. The first shot hit my mother right in the face, causing her to squeeze her eyes and mouth closed, but she never stopped working my shaft with both hands. I continued to ejaculate, sending streams of semen all over. More than one shot hit her in the face and neck, it landed on her nightgown and arms. It sprayed on to the bed, and onto my stomach, legs and chest. And as the shots ended, my mother still stroked me, tightly, milking the rest of the cum from my swollen cock head. It ran down the shaft, over my hips, and onto the bed, soaking the sheets where I laid. And once the flow ended, she just sat there, holding my dick, as if the semen that covered her hands had welded them in place. I was spent, too exhausted and shocked to move. It felt like we sat that way for minutes, until she spoke. “Honey, will you hand me that towel I saw?” Her eyes were still tightly shut. I fumbled, trying to reach the towel that lay on the bed near my feet. I got it and handed it to her. “Here you go”. She slowly released her hold on my still hard cock. Her dripping hands reached for the towel blindly. I put it in them, and she brought it directly to her face. She used the cloth to wipe deep into her eyes, getting my sticky cum. I still just sat there, unsure of what to do. After she must have gotten enough of it off of her face, she turned to look at me. I must’ve been a sight, completely naked, penis sticking straight up, covered in a fair amount of my own cum, and frozen stiff, too shocked to move. She laughed. “Sweetie, why don’t you go take a shower, you’re a mess. I’m going to go wash my hands.” “K” was all I could muster. Once I started moving I realized just how much semen I’d gotten on my bed. I got up and glanced at her, she too was looking at the devastation I had caused. Without a word I moved out of the room and into the shower. After I’d washed myself, I just stood there in a trance, letting the water run over me, replaying what had just happened. ‘Had my mom really just been the first woman I’d fingered? Was she really the first woman to give me an orgasm?’. I was trying to decide how I felt about that, was I ashamed, did it make me feel sick? NO. And what did my mom think?! Was she ashamed, or mad at me for what we did? Oh God, what did she think of seeing me cum that much? And I got it all over her, and in her eyes! She MUST be angry with me. I got out of the shower, dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist. I opened the door and darted straight to my room, hoping I could avoid my mom. I walked into my room, and all the sheets had already been removed, I heard the washing machine running down stairs. “Adam, come in here”, my mom called from her room. I walked in nervously. She was sitting in her bed, putting her hair up in a ponytail, she was wearing a clean nightgown. “Those sheets had to be washed, do you want to sleep in here tonight?” she asked warmly, not an ounce of disgust in her voice. “Ya, ok”, my mood improved instantly. I walked towards her bed and removed my towel. “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked with a laugh, go put on your Pjs.” “Oh, I just figured, since you already saw…” “Um, I’m still your mother, now go.” I went and put on a pair of pajama bottoms and walked back into her room. “Good, not turn off the light and get into bed”. I slowly climbed into the bed next to her, still unsure of the situation. She was laying facing me, she reached over and gently grabbed my cock through the cloth of my pants. “So does he feel better?” I was stunned, I turned my head to look at her. “Ya”. She could read my reaction and grinned. “Good, although I must say, I wasn’t expecting you to cum that much. Was it because you had been masturbating before I walked in?” “Ya, partly, but I usually cum a lot.” “Really?!” She seemed shocked. I nodded. “I’ll have to keep that in mind next time.” “Next time?” My eyes nearly popped out of my head. “Unless you don’t want to of course”, my seemed unsure after my reaction. “No! I’d like that a lot.” She smiled. “I thought maybe you’d be upset, especially after I got it in your face.” “Well I wasn’t expecting that, but no, I’m not upset. I enjoyed it. Your father and I don’t do stuff like that anymore, we still have sex, because he likes it, but he doesn’t like when I use my hands or mouth. Which sucks for me because I always enjoyed doing those things to a guy, it makes me feel sexy.” “You don’t regret it happening, because I’m your son?” “I know I SHOULD feel bad and regret it, but I don’t. It felt good to be wanted again, to take charge and please a man in a way that’s actually really fun for me. And in a weird way, the fact the your my son doesn’t bother me because I’ve always done things for you; fed you, changed you, washed you, tied your shoe laces, helped with your homework. As you’ve grown up, the things that I’ve done for you have changed. And now you’re becoming a young man. There’s less and less I can do for you. But now you’re having sexual thoughts, you’re becoming aroused, and you enjoy having orgasms, well that’s something I can actually help with.” She looked me in the eyes and smiled, “if that’s something you want?” “Yes, definitely! But then why did you make me put on Pjs?” “I’m still your mom, and the way you behave around me can’t change. Besides, we can’t risk getting caught, and you sleeping naked with me would make people wonder.” I nodded in agreement. “Now go to sleep, I love you sweetie”. “I love you mom”.

My name is Samantha, I am in my 30’s. I am 5’7” dark hair, large breasts and a cunt that aches for pussy. I had a couple of disastrous relationships with men, they did nothing for me and I have since had some wonderful, sexually exploring, affairs with woman. I am a lesbian without a shadow of a doubt, I have learnt what women like and what I like and I am at last happy with my life. My niece Sophie is 18. My sister-in-law brought her up single handedly but due to her disastrous relationship with Sophie’s father my idiot of a brother, who has now passed away, she had reared Sophie in a very sheltered environment. Sophie is socially inept, very innocent – not how a teenager should be. She is 5’3”, very petite, blonde, developing budding breasts and I know she has a huge crush on me. She helps in the summer holidays at my stables, taking care of mine and my clients’ horses. She adores horses and my sister feels this environment is right for her, I feel it is holding her back and she should be socialising with people her own age but I respect my sister-in-law’s wishes. I am more aware of her attraction towards me particular this summer, I cannot deny I am flattered by her attention and I am also finding myself watching her more and more. She wears tight little t-shirts, no bra and most of the time pink tight jodhpurs which cling to her svelte figure, revealing the most delicious camel toe, but of course she does not have a clue how tempting she is. She’s easy on the eye and I cannot deny I have lain awake at night stroking my pussy thinking of her numerous times but reprimand myself afterwards, reminding myself she is my niece. I have been away from the yard most of today, carrying out business off site. Sophie has been on the yard all day, she is more than capable and I am happy to trust my business with her. I finally get back to the yard at 6pm, clients have all gone home and Sophie is finishing off and is upstairs tidying the tack room. Tired from a day of travelling and viewing horses, I climb the stairs and smile to myself as I hear the kettle go on and Sophie asking whether I want tea or coffee, she is such a kind girl. Walking into the room she shrieks and throws herself at me with a hug, showering me with kisses. I do not know what comes over me, whether it’s the kisses to my collar bone, neck and cheeks or her body rubbing up to mine but I am overcome with the urge to go further. I manoeuvre my mouth over hers and kiss her then push my tongue against hers licking the seam of her lips. Her mouth opens allowing my tongue into her mouth, sweeping inside over her teeth and tangling with hers. We continue kissing for ages, Sophie pushing herself into my body and moaning softly. The kettle whistling brings our closeness to a stop as she breaks away to deal with it. I move over to one of old stuffed chairs and perch on it trying to contain feelings inside me which are desperate to act but my conscience says no. My belly is fluttering and my pussy throbs with a dull ache. She reaches over me to reach for a new jar of coffee, her t-shirt rides up exposing her midriff and I lean forward and kiss her fair skin. She smells divine, young soft skin and her body scent, I can’t help but explore the area licking and kissing. She stays in that position, no longer interested in the coffee but grasping the shelf as my mouth explores her. I venture higher, nudging her top up with my nose, over her ribs. Her heart is beating fast, she moans, “More, please more.” Letting go of the shelf, coming down off her toes and pulling her t-shirt over her head. She stands now in front of me, my face level with her budding small breasts and her eyes gazing intently at me. “What do you want Sophie?” I ask. “I..I..I..I…ddddon’t rrrreally know, I jjjjjjust want mmmmmore!” She stammers. My hands stroke her belly, smoothing her skin, leaning forward my lips enclose over one of her nipples, sucking the flesh into my mouth, licking and grazing my teeth over the bud. The skin tightens in reaction to my attention and her hand goes to the back of my head, pulling me even closer. I move my mouth to her other bud, repeating the action, she is panting now and I can feel her knees shaking against my leg. I move my leg between hers and pull her down to squat on my thigh putting my hands to her hips to hold her steady. I continue kissing and licking her all over her front as she clutches my shoulders for balance. Returning to her mouth, I kiss her and immediately her lips open to receive me, our kiss becomes more forceful pushing hard against each other. Sophie is grinding her crotch against my thigh, wiggling herself back and forth on me, I can feel her heat through my leg. Eventually I break this kiss, my conscience gets the better of me, this is my niece, what am I doing? I push her away and stand up to make the coffee. With my back to Sophie, I hear her gasp, I turn round and she is looking down at the crotch of her jodhpurs which has a dark patch. She looks to me red with embarrassment, “Oh no! I’ve wet myself, how did that happen?” She is visibly embarrassed and without any hesitation she pulls off her boots, socks and wiggles out of her riding trousers. Now standing in front of me in a pair of pink panties with an extremely damp patch clearly visible, I place my hands on her shoulders and softly tell her, “Honey, you haven’t wet yourself at all.” Her brow furrows querying my statement and I try to explain, “You’re ust turned on from our kissing etc.,” She doesn’t understand, I am so annoyed at my sister-in-law for continuing to keep such a lovely young girl so innocent. I brush two pads of my fingers over the damp patch and bring them up and smell them, definitely not pee, only a beautiful musky smell of her juices. She watches me intently, I put my fingers under her nose, “See no pee smell there!” She sniffs cautiously and her face relaxes when my actions confirm my statement. My conscience seems to have disappeared now I have smelt her. “Sweetheart why don’t you take those wet panties off and sit yourself on the trunk and I will take a look at you.” She instantly complies and shimmies out of her underwear and perches her bottom on the trunk. Gently kneeling down in front of her, I place my hands on her knees, sliding my hands up her thighs pushing her legs apart. My heart is racing, before me is the most beautiful sight. She has a virtually hairless sit with the tiniest blush of downy hair, prising her puffy lips apart with my thumbs, her inner lips are glistening with her juices. I slide my thumbs up her folds, opening the skin up, pushing her inner labia apart and revealing her already swollen clit. Beads of her juices, white and creamy, secrete from her cunt as I stroke her. She leans back on her hands, her body flushed and her chest rising and falling with her quickened breathing. I look up at her, “Is this want you want, Baby?” I ask. “Aunty I still don’t know what happening but I don’t want you to stop!” She confesses. I lean in and lick up her pussy catching her juices on my tongue and drawing it into my mouth to taste her. She moans and gasps, “Yes…Oh yes……Do it again pleeease!” I repeat the process, she tastes divine, the more I lick her the more her juices push out. I close my mouth over her budding clit, drawing the sensitive flesh into my mouth, sucking and flicking my tongue over it. She is gasping now, tilting her hips toward my mouth, “More, more, more, please don’t stop what you’re doing it’s sooo good!” I continue to suck on her bud, I slide one of my fingers over her lips, coating it in her juices and move it to the entrance of her cunt. Pushing my finger in to first knuckle and then further until it is completely in, her pussy is so tight it confirms my suspicion that she is without doubt a virgin. Sliding in and out, her pussy clenches against my digit, I insert a second finger stretching her wider, I cannot feel her hymen but it is a common fact that a lot of horse riders, their hymen breaks from all the riding. I turn my fingers palm upwards and start to push them in and out in a pumping action, curling my fingers to stroke her walls. Her hips tilt further into my mouth, as she pants, “More…..pleeeease don’t stop.” I can feel her muscles start to tense as she builds to her climax, I continue to suck her clit and fuck her with my fingers, watching her face as she comes with a loud shriek. Her cunt walls milk my fingers as she climaxes and I release the pressure sucking her clit as she peaks and goes over into that special place and continue to gently lick her until her breathing calms. I lick her juices from her pussy, licking my fingers clean where her cum has pooled in my palm, she watches me intently as I do it. I kneel up higher and kiss her, pulling her to me, her mouth and tongue explore me, tasting her juices. “Do you taste the same?” She asks, I explain from my experiences everyone is different, “Do you want to taste me?” I tentatively inquire, “Yes, please I do.” She responds in an nervous whisper. It is now late and my sister-in-law will wonder were Sophie is, I want more, I want to let this girl explore me, I don’t want to stop what has now started. “Sophie, why don’t you give Mum and ring and ask to stay at mine tonight? You mustn’t mention what we have done, I don’t think she’d like it very much.” I warn, Sophie has stayed at mine before so there is no need for her Mum to be suspicious. She moves way and I hear her seek permission from her Mum to stay over and she comes back smiling from ear to ear. “Honey, I know your clothes are wet but put your clothes back on to walk over to the house and I will put them in the machine to be cleaned when we get to there.” We close up the yard and walk across to my house, Sophie seems distant and I am worried that the moment is broken and she is having second thoughts. At the house, I make us some tea and we eat in silence, I am convinced that my opportunity has passed, afraid to push the situation I fill the dishwasher and tell her I am off to shower, leaving her watching the TV, she knows where the spare room is so I leave her to her own devices, disappointed. I strip off in my bedroom, throwing my dirty laundry into the basket and walk into the ensuite and turn the shower on. Stepping into the hot pummelling jets of water, I wash the day away, soaping my body, slipping my soapy hands between my legs to rub away my unsatisfied excitement from earlier, my body wants more so I decide to leave it until I am in bed and I can use my vibrator. Drying off in the bathroom, Sophie comes to the doorway completely naked clutching her dirty clothes, “Mmmm Aunty? Is it okay if I put these clothes in the washing machine?” “Oh Baby, I am sorry, yes of course! You know where it is, okay to help yourself?” With that she disappears out of the bedroom. I finish drying off and leaving just a bedside lamp on, I slip into bed relishing in the cool soft sheets. I switch the TV on and flick through the channels, I am restless, although tired, I am unable to sleep. Sophie appears at my bedside completely naked, I turn to her, “Can I sleep with you in your bed tonight?” she asks. “Of course, if you want to.” I reply pulling the sheets back to invite her in. She gets into the bed laying on her back staring up at the ceiling. Something is very much on her mind but I decide not to push it, she will speak when she’s ready, so I continue to try and watch the TV. From nowhere in a very quiet voice I hear her say “I liked what you did to me this afternoon.” “What did you like about it?” I push her. “Oh you know…… those things…..” She is obviously very nervous, my fingers itch to pull her to me, to taste her again. My belly flutters and my cunt itches to be stroked but I must take this slow. So I push further, “What did you enjoy the most, my mouth on your breasts, my fingers stroking you or my mouth tasting you?” “Oh all of it, my pussy has been aching ever since and I have to keep going to the bathroom and wiping myself as I keep getting so wet. I’m sorry if I wasn’t good enough for you!” She seemed so wound up and upset as she blurted this out. “Oh come here, my darling!” I put my arm around her shoulders and pull her young nubile body until it touches mine and she lays on her side with her head on my shoulder, I can feel one of her small nipples moving against my side as she breathes, my skin was on fire being so close to her. The sheet had moved and now exposed my breasts with her head so close I felt her breath ghost over my nipple, it was taking all my willpower not lose control. I rubbed my hand back and forth across her back her young skin so soft against mine. I continued to lay quietly caressing her, trying desperately to quieten my pumping heart. Furtively, her small hand crept across my belly and starts to stroke the side of my ribs, tentatively moving higher until it encases my breast. Her hand rubs back and forth over my tightened nipple, her fingers skimming over the sensitive flesh. I exhale and let out a gentle moan to show her I appreciate what she was doing in the hope it encouraged her to do more. She continued to rub my aching flesh and I realised I need to more this forward. “Pinch my nipple, Sophie. Pinch the flesh and roll it between your finger and thumb. Aahhhh that’s it………. not to hard………ohhhhh just right.” The pleasure and the pain her movement elicited rippled straight down to my core, my pussy felt hot and wet as my juices pushed out. She moved away from my shoulder, I panicked a bit thinking I had put her off but gasped in delight when her small mouth took my other nipple, sucking and laving it with her tongue. My back arched pushing me further into her mouth and my hand moved to the back of her head and gently encouraged her to continue. Her teeth rasped over the tight knot of flesh. “Oh yessss.” I hissed. “Rake your teeth over it, suck it hard…..” She willingly obliged pulling my tit deeper into her mouth, her teeth chafing on the sensitive bud and then her tongue licks smoothing the pain away. She worked over my breasts for some time, alternating her wonderful mouth and her fingers over each mound. Giving me that pleasure and pain buzz that got me off so badly. Eventuall,y she moved down my stomach and my hand on the back of the head gave her a gentle push to encourage her lower. Sophie lay with her head on my stomach facing my mound, her fingers lightly exploring my bald slit with a clipped runway strip of pubic hair, I slid my legs open, offering her my fully exposed pussy. “Touch it sweetheart, pleeeeease. My pussy needs your attention, it aches for you to touch me soooo bad.” For two pins I could have grabbed her by the hair and forced her face into my cunt but I didn’t want to frighten her away, she was so new to all this. Her fingers tentatively slipped between my outer lips, immediately coated in my copious juices, jeeze I was so turned on it was tracking out of my cunt and dripping onto the sheet! “That’s it baby!” I gasped as her fingers briefly touched my expanding clit as she explored my folds. “Baby, why don’t you have a taste? I so want to feel your sexy little mouth on my pussy.” I was feeling so frustrated at the slowness of things, I continued to remind myself she was a virgin but my cunt was so turned on it was ruling my mouth too! Laying on my back, propping myself on my elbows, all I could see was her lovely blonde hair splayed out on my belly. Suddenly she moved from the bed and came around positioning herself between my legs and I could feel her hot breath on my pussy. She looked up at me, looking down on her, her huge blue eyes so full of innocence. I watched her open my pussy lips with her thumbs and gazed fixedly at my juice coated opening, looking back up into my eyes she leaned forward and raked her flattened tongue up my cleft ending at my clit, I could see my creamy juices coating her tongue and she pulled it back into her mouth. Her pupils dilated as she tasted me, savouring my flavour, then she dropped her eyes to my pussy and started to lick fervently. Her enthusiasm for lapping up my cunt juices had no words, the more she hungrily attacked me, the more turned on I became. “That’s it baby, lick me, lick all my juice up into you sweet little mouth!” Her tongue went to my clit, swirling over the engorged bundle of erotic nerves. “Hey sweetheart? You want to make me cum? You need to suck my clitty, I need it sucked real hard baby.” I reached down with one hand and pulled my inner lips wide open, exposing my swollen button. Placing my finger on it, I rubbed it back and forth. “See this, this is my clit baby. This is the detonator button, if you treat it right, it will help me cum, you remember me sucking you yesterday and making it all special? I need you to do this for me honey.” Her dainty mouth closed over my nub and sucked it in. My hips bucked off the bed, she back off a little at my reaction. “No, no Baby it’s all good, keep sucking, that’s a girl, harder ohhh….harder!” One of my hands fisted the sheet and other kept my pussy lips wide apart as her darling little mouth sucked at my clit, hollowing her cheeks in and out. Her beautiful blue eyes watching my face as the tension built towards orgasm. “That’s it baby, keeping sucking, don’t stop, don’t stop, you’re gonna make me come real soon!” I arched my hips, the sparks flying behind my eyes, inside my body electric shocks zipping down my legs, building me up until I tipped over the edge, my cunt contracting against nothingness, my legs shaking at the glorious sensations running through my body. She continued sucking hard, too hard for my body to stand, my clit became too sensitive to cope. “Whoa baby, not so hard, just gentle licks, just nice gentle licks.” I murmured as my orgasm subsided and my heart stopped racing. She gently licked the cum oozing from my cunt and I reached down to pull her away and on top of me. I kissed her passionately, licking my juices from around and in her mouth, delighting at the taste of myself on her. “Dddddid I ddddo okkkkay?” she nervously asked. “Oh darling, more than okay. That was wonderful.” I kissed her again, holding her against me, her dainty little body skin to skin, I rubbed my hands over her back and down to her perky bottom, kneading her cheeks, pushing lowing stroking her pussy. I felt her breath increase against my neck, moaning softly as I caressed her. “Hey Baby, why don’t you come kneel over my face, let me take a taste of your cunny now? Mmmm? I’m desperate to have another taste of you my darling girl.” Without hesitation she scrambled above me kneeling either side of my head facing the headboard, her wonderful dainty pink pussy just in reach of my hungry mouth. “Now…… I want you to hold on to that headboard and you’re not to let go, okay?” I demand. “Okay.” She immediately responded. I very slowly pointed my tongue and moved it up and down her slit, up to her clit and back towards her cunt hole. Slow steady licks teasing her clit until it started to swell and push past the hood, she moaned so quietly to start with, until my tongue started to flick over her now swollen button. The faster I moved my tongue the louder her moans became until she pushed her pussy onto my face grinding herself down on me. I moved my mouth over her clit sucking on it, pulling the flesh and distending it until my tongue could rasp back and forth over it’s tip while I continued to suck. It didn’t take long for my little virgin toy’s legs to start to tremble as she built towards the second orgasm in her life and then she went over the edge, panting and rubbing herself over my face. I let her excitement subside a little before I clamped my mouth again over her engorged button and drew the sensitive flesh hard into my mouth. “No!” she gasped, “I can’t go again, I just can’t! It’s too much!” I continued to suck relentlessly, sucking in a steady rhythm, my tongue again rubbing over her little clitty. Again she tensed and I sped up my ministrations, she cried out and she went over into another orgasm, gasping for air and the sensations took over her again. I gently licked her over and over as she calmed. Before she had a chance to move away, I, for a third time clamped my mouth over her. “Stop, stop! It’s too much, I’ll pee myself, please no more!” She pleaded with me. “Come on baby, one more pleeease!” I pushed and returned to sucking on her clit. I held her hips pinned to my face as I worked her over, it took a while this time, I had to go easy on her, I sucked for a bit and then eased off, letting her calm before I built her up again. Eventually I went for it, sucking her harder and harder, reaching up to tweak her tiny little erect nipples pulling them and twisting them between my fingers. Her legs started to tense, she was panting hard, looking down at me as my cheeks hollowed in and out slurping on her wetness, I could see in her eyes she was so near, so close, until she closed her eyes and let out a loud cry. “YEEESSSSS I’m cumming!” I felt her cunt contract and then she let out a stream of fluid from lips directly into my mouth. Yes! I had me a squirter, what a turn on. The fluid tasted so, so sweet as it dribbled into my mouth and I drank it hungrily, lapping up the drops. Her cunt oozed out her cum and I sucked that into my mouth too, dipping my tongue into her hole, tasting her dainty musky sweetness. “Oh Baby!” I gasped. “You are an absolute delight. I cannot get enough of you my darling!” I gushed with excitement. I pulled her down onto the bed, stroking her hair as I pulled her close to my body until her breathing slowed and I knew she was asleep. I had exhausted the poor girl for sure! I drifted off to sleep myself with a contented look on my face, after all I was the cat who had found the cream! I awoke early the next morning, to be greeted by the delightful sight of my innocent playmate suckling my nipple, lapping at the tightened, puckered knot of flesh. Her dainty hand, held my large bosom to her mouth as she explored the flesh with her tongue. Immediately my insatiable cunt started to warm and secrete juices. I lay in my half asleep state watching this young girl, transfixed, as she gave my nipple her undivided attention. How on earth would I be able to keep this young thing to myself, to teach and to show her all the things that her body could give, and take. On one hand I felt riddled with guilt that I was taking advantage of my niece and on the other hand I tried to squash that doubt with the realisation that she was 18 years old and could and should make her own decisions in life. I so wanted to explore this young thing, to taste more and more of her addictive body. “Baby? What do you think to turning the horses out for the day and coming back her to play some more?” I gently probed. She continued suckling on me and looked at me with her huge unblinking blue eyes mumbling, “Yes.” “Oh honey, did no one ever tell you, you shouldn’t talk with your mouth full!” I chuckled to her. “Come on, tear yourself away, we’ll quickly get these horses turned out and then we’ll come back to this.” I pulled my tit from her mouth with a plop and got out of bed, quickly dressing in a pair of jeans and shirt, not bothering with any underwear. “Hey, I have no clothes dry!” Sophie complained. I realised although she had put her clothes in the washing machine, we had forgotten that they need to be dried too. “Don’t worry have one of my t-shirts and a pair of shorts, they’ll be a bit big but I’ll lend you a belt to keep them up. That’s for the short time you’ll have them on! I’m not hanging around the yard for too long when I have far more interesting things to do!” I exclaimed as I rummaged in my wardrobe to find her something. I found what I was looking for and placed them on the bed for her and went off into the kitchen to grab a quick coffee. She soon appeared in the doorway and hopped onto the work surface, I had forgotten she was considerably smaller than myself, the vest top barely covered her small breasts and the shorts although short, gaped at the legs exposing plenty of delightful pussy for my ever hungry view. “Ooooh! I like these on you!” I sidled up to her, nudging the top material away with my mouth and sucking on a nipple, my fingers venturing up her short leg, as she widened her legs to let me in to stroke at her pussy, rubbing my fingers into her folds. She giggled, pushing me away. “Come on horses first, the rest later!” Reluctantly I moved away, cheekily sucking my fingers into my mouth tasting her. We went out onto the yard and turned all the horses out for the day, Sophie rang her Mum and asked if it was okay to spend another night at mine. Silly woman agreed, if only she knew. Damn my guilty conscience as I pushed it to the back of my mind. Returning to the house, I suggested we shower, together of course! Sophie immediately skipped through the house to my bedroom, I hastily followed her and we stripped off. My ensuite bathroom is quite large, a vanity area with double sink, a large circular bath with Jacuzzi jets and a double walk in shower with a bench built in. I turned the shower taps on to heat up the water and pulled Sophie into the shower with me. Grabbing the shampoo and turning her back to me, I lovingly shampooed her hair, massaging the lather into her scalp and rinsed her beautiful locks clean. Taking a massaging mitt and covering it in body wash, I proceeded to wash her all over, taking my time particularly over her tiny breasts, rubbing the rough mitt over her tight little peaks. I moved to kneel down behind her and washed her legs, ending with the mitt between her open legs, massaging her pussy with the slippery suds as I kissed and nibbled her perk little arse cheeks. She turned around to face me, as the water cascaded down her tiny body, the water catching in rivulets over her pert little tits and down to wash the soap away. Leaning forward, I kissed her belly, moving my mouth lower and kissing and sucking at her little naked v. Encouraging her to lift her left leg onto the bench, the movement exposing her pussy further, for my desperate mouth. Closing over her pubic mound and pushing my tongue between her lips, I sought out her clit and caressed it with my tongue, her arms flailed as she grabbed for some support until her hands met the shower walls to stabilise her. My fingers lubricated from the water, explored her inner labia, coating them with her flowing juices and I sought out her tight little cunt hole. Pushing my longest finger in, only to the first knuckle, I continued to suck on her tight knot of nerves, allowing her time to accommodate my digit. Her moaning is audible over the noise of the shower now, as I push my finger deeper into her little cunny. Her vaginal muscles expanding to take the intrusion and then clenching at it hungrily. As I continue to massage her clit with my mouth, I slowly move my finger in and out of her tight but wet cunt as the shower rains down on us, “Hey, is this okay for you, me fingering your gorgeous tight little cunt baby?” I furtively ask as I look up to her face. “Oh yes, more give me more. It’s so tight and so sensitive. Ohhh!” As she grinds her little pussy against my finger knuckle deep in her innocent little chasm. I add another finger, slowly giving her time to adjust to this fullness, then I start to stroke the tips of the buried fingers against her vaginal walls, right where I know her sensitive spot should be. “Yeeessss!” She hisses in response. “More, do it more!” Once again grinding down on my knuckles, starting to rock in a rhythm to match my fingers pumping into her tight little cunt. I pump faster and suck on her clit in rhythmical movement, it’s not much to send her over, she is so innocent she needs to build up to last longer, then, her orgasms will be mind-blowing, at the moment she is so new to this. I stand up to support her but leave my fingers in her cunt, enjoying the sensations as her muscles milk my fingers. Once she has got the strength back in her legs, I pull out my fingers and push them into her mouth so she can taste her beautiful self. Her tongue laps at her juices hungrily, sucking the cream clean from my fingers. “Go out and dry yourself little one.” I usher her out of the shower and finish washing and shampooing my hair, although I am horny as hell, I have other ideas I want to show her and want to save myself. Drying myself on a large fluffy towel, I wander into the bedroom and find Sophie sitting on the bed patiently waiting for me. I go to the wardrobe and pull out two items from my little ‘collection’. A large vibrator, smooth with a hooked end but with alterable speeds and a much smaller one identical but petite for someone’s special body. I want to use the large ribbed and pimpled one for myself but I want her to use it and the smoother one is easier to manoeuvre once inside me whereas the ribbed one my cunt tends to grasp quite tight and I don’t think her small hands will manage it. Her eyes widen with curiosity as I turn to face her and walk towards the bed. “Darling, these are some of my special toys for us to play with. Don’t worry I won’t stretch you with the large one, at least not today!” I wiggle my eyebrows as I smile. “But first, I am desperate to teach you how to use this rather large dildo on me! To learn how to fuck my cunt with it and make me cum how I really like to.” I move across to the bed and perch on the edge, open my legs wide so my knees are touching either side on the mattress. I am already wet, walking to the wardrobe to retrieve my toys, thinking about what I can do with her has had my pussy juices already flowing. “Come kneel down here Baby, between my legs. See how wet you have made me thinking about you?” She kneels obediently, staring intently at my pussy, my juices already tracking down between my legs. She reaches forward with her hand, catching a thick bead of cream on the tip of her finger bringing it to her mouth to taste. There are some really simple things which can be so erotic and this is one of them. This young, naïve and very beautiful young girl sampling the secretions from my cunt is one of them. Wanting to take things forward, I reach behind me for the larger dildo, twisting the base until is pulses gently and start to rub it over my pussy and up to vibrate against my clit. Sophie continues to sit silently watching me stroke myself coating the vibrator with my juices. Taking her hand I place the base in her palm closing her hand around to grasp it. “Now, baby. Open my lips with your other hand and with the other push this little buddy into my cunt hole and gently ease it all the way in.” I instruct her. Doing as I ask, she pushes the vibrating wand, into my accommodating vagina, her eyes like saucers as she pushes it deeper and deeper into me until it is buried to the hilt. I sigh deeply with contentment as my pussy is stretched and hugging the gentle pulsing member. “Hey, doesn’t it hurt, stretching you like that?” She is so much in awe, her voice is barely audible. “Oh no honey, it is wonderful! Yours will stretch like that but we need to take it slow with you.” I reassure her. “Now, twist the base halfway round.” Again her eyes huge and round as she feels the dildo vibrating harder in her hand. “Now, I want you to start rotating your wrist in a screwing type action and at the same time pushing the vibrator in and out…….. Oh that’s it baby, a bit firmer, more twist…… now deeper in and out. Ooooh that’s it!” She took to this easily, I propped myself up on my elbows, watching my young protégé, fucking my hungry pussy with one of my dildos, such a wonderful sight. “Now…. Turn the base all the way round until you can’t twist any further. Ohhhhh yeeesssss baby. Now twist and pump faster and harder……that’s it, fuck my cunt honey, fuck it, fuck it!” Without needing to instruct her further she continued to fuck me with the plastic toy but then astounded me by closing her mouth over my clit, drawing it hard into her sucking lips. I nearly shot off the bed with the sensations, as she fucked me and drew my sensitive nub firmly into her mouth. “Oh baby, my clever girl! Fuck me……keep pumping that toy in my cunt…….don’t stop………keep going………like that…….harder……fuck it…….suck it……..oh………oh…yeeessss!” I climaxed going over that hill like a freight train, my vagina clamping and sucking on the dildo as my juices pushed past coating her hand. She eased off of my clit and gently withdrew the vibrator from me, turning it off but bringing it to her mouth to lick my cum from it before laying it on my discarded towel. Then she returned to my pussy, sticking her tongue in my now gaping cunt, drawing the cum into her mouth like a hungry animal. I lay boneless, only capable of watching her as she licked me clean. Once I had recovered, I sat up and pulled her to standing, kissing her midriff, moving my tongue to her small breasts, smothering the tightening buds with my tongue and grating my teeth over them. “Come lay down on the bed Baby, it’s my turn to show you what these things can do!” She scooted up the bed laying in the middle on her back. Grabbing the small dildo, I slid up the bed, sitting by her side and pushed her knees up to her chest and opening her legs so her knees were almost flat on the best, stretching her pussy wide open, her pink gash laid bare for me. She was soaked, she had obviously become so turned on fucking me, her pink lips were covered in her creamy juice. Not wanting to pass up on an opportunity to show her how much I enjoyed tasting her as much as she did me, I leant in and lapped as her beautiful natural lubricant. Tonguing her cunt, sucking her inner lips into my mouth sliding up and down the folds, flicking my tongue over her swollen, protruding clit, savouring that delicate muskiness I was becoming addicted to. Her small hand moved to clutch the back of my head and push my mouth harder against her as she rocked her pelvis into me, moaning and mumbling my name. I reached for the slim dildo and twisted it to vibrate gently and held the point against her clit. Her hips bucked at the sensation when the cool plastic vibrating tip met her engorged sensitive nerve. I continued to rub it against her as I watched her pussy secrete more cream out of her cunt hole. I have never seen a girl be so generous at producing pussy juice. It is an obsession I cannot deny, so many lesbian porn flicks turn me off, although beautiful pussies these actresses are so obviously not into it, otherwise their juices would be flowing, there is no better site than watching a string of cream leaving a girl’s pussy as her partner pulls her tongue away. To me it is the sole proof that someone is actually into it and if you don’t enjoy that taste you definitely ain’t into it honey! She moans softly gyrating her hips, rubbing the vibrating point against her clit. I move the dildo down her slit, twisting and turning it to coat the end in her juices before I splay open her cunt entrance and push the rounded tip into her entrance. Slowly I insert the whole vibrator inside, it slides in surprisingly easy and I twist the base to increase the speed and throb, Sophie is now panting and gripping the sheets tightly in her little clenched fists, her moaning louder. As I pump the little wand inside her, she tilts her pelvis to meet my thrusts, “Oh yes, push it in, pleeease…….more…….I want more!” she pleads with me. “Baby! You greedy thing, this is into the hilt and still you want more?!” I am so surprised by her demands. “Please…..I want yours inside me, I want to feel what it’s like, to feel full…..please Aunty!” She is now so desperate, she is almost wailing. I am extremely unsure, my dildo has a fair girth on it and a decent length, I doubt her petite body can take it, especially being a virgin in that respect. I figured I would need time to stretch her to accommodate such a thing. Then again surely she will tell me if it’s too much, I reach for my discarded toy on the towel and coat it in my spit. Removing the small vibrator, copious more fluid seeps from her hole and trickles down between her bottom cheeks. I stretch her lips wide, I can see into her vagina, the muscles clenching against nothing, making more juices, pushing them outward and I insert the gently buzzing head into her void. I slide it in about an inch and a half, holding it still to give her time to accommodate its thickness. Her hips tilt and she pushes herself against it. “Steady baby, I don’t want you to rip yourself, give that darling little cunt time to get used to it, be patient.” I tried to slow her down, I was transfixed by the skin at the entrance to her opening, gripping and flexing against the fake cock. I push it in further, she is panting now, slowly inch by inch, her delicious little cunt accepts the massive intrusion until it is buried to the hilt. I sit by her side, vibrator in one hand, my other hand splayed over her pubic mound holding her steady, I imagine I can feel this thick dildo under her skin buried deep in her tiny hole. I increase the vibrations a little and pull it out a little before pushing it back inside her. “Is that okay Baby! You feeling sore at all? It’s a big thing to take this inside you.” “Ahhhh…….yes……..just tight…….soo deep inside me…….I feel so full!” She gasps between pants. I start to pump the dildo in and out, slow and shallow movements to start. I lean forward and drop a lump of spit from my mouth, watching it land on her exposed clit and massage it onto the button with my thumb. As the circular motion of massaging the bundle of nerves increases, so does the pumping of my hand controlling that large plastic pulsing dick. Her cunt continues to push cream out around the sides of the plastic and allows the vibrator to slide without friction. Soon I am fucking her cunt hard, corkscrewing and pistoning the vibrator in and out fast, her juices squelching against the pressure. She is panting so fast now, moaning incoherently as her body starts to tighten as her orgasm builds. “That’s it Baby, take it all, take that big back cock in your tiny cunt, your lips are so stretched, your tits so tight, pull on them, twist those little pebbles between your fingers whilst I fuck you!” I am so lost in the moment, I could not stop if I tried. My own pussy throbs, my nipples tight and aching as I watch my little protégé come undone from my ministrations. She starts to cry out in a long wail. “Faster……..unghhhh, unghhhhh, unghhhh…” She bucks into the rampaging dildo driving against it. “Yeeessss……don’t stop…….I’m there……. Ayyeeee…….I’m cumming Aunty………..oh God!” And over she went, her tummy muscles visibly clenching as she came, bucking and spasming as her body succumbed to her climax. I immediately removed my thumb from her clit, knowing it would be far too sensitive for her to cope, slowing the pumping of the dildo to a gentle rhythm as the sensations subsided. I was struggling to hold the vibrator as her cum pushed out all over my hand, I couldn’t hold it any longer. I let go and her body pushed it out followed by a river of delicious cum. I so wanted to lick it up but her body would be so strung up from such a climax, it would be almost cruel. I pulled her limp body against me, cradling her head against my breasts, stroking her body, allowing her to come down from her sexual high. Crooning to her in soft moans, reassuring her that all was okay, as her breathing subsided. Sophie adjusted her position to get closer to me, her legs astride one of my thighs as she hugged me into my neck. “Oh Aunty, that was soooo good!” She clutched her arms around my neck nuzzling into me. “Come here baby girl! You are such a turn on.” I turned my face towards her, searching to kiss her. She met my lips instantly, kissing me with such passion, delving into my mouth with her tongue mashing against mine. We kissed and kissed, my hands stroking down her back, rolling her buttocks in my hands, pushing her very wet pussy to slide against my thigh. Soon she was reciprocating and rubbing herself against me, sliding back and forth against my skin. Her kisses became hungrier, her heart rate speeding up, her hands moved to my chest to seek my nipples, twisting them in her fingers. I was panting too, remaining unsatisfied from watching her come undone, my body aching for attention. I laid back on the bed, keeping her upright, twisting my body until my pussy came into contact with hers, she sat across me at an angle, one leg kneeling between mine, her other out to one side. I bent one knee and tilted my pelvis towards her. “Rub on me Baby. Rub that darling pussy against mine. That’s it…..” I grasped her hips, rubbing her backwards and forwards over my exposed clit, her chafing against mine. She soon got the hang of it, grasping my bent knee pulling herself onto me. Our hungry pussys rubbed against one another, clit to clit, massaging each other, slurping and squelching as we slipped against each others’ juices. Sophie bucked and drove herself into me, her pelvis mashing down to increase the friction. Laying looking up at her, riding and fucking my clit was the sexiest sight ever, I was pulling and stretching my nipples, revelling in the pleasure and pain as I rocketed towards climax. Our bodies frenzied, twisting to satisfy each other, faster and faster as our bodies tightened in anticipation of the explosion. “Ungh….ungh……ungh……ungh….!” Sophie grunted as she drove her clit into mine, pushing for her body to cum. “Fuck that clit, baby. Fuck…fuck….fuck…..nearly……yes, yes…..!” I was panting as my clit finally reached its goal and my body exploded in a raft of spasms and tingles. Sophie came too, her cunt squirting that delicious nectar of fluid all over my pussy, dribbling down and soaking the quilt. We slowed our clits rubbing together, moving gently whilst our racing hearts calmed, relishing in the euphoria as we came down. I pulled Sophie down onto me, kissing her all over her face and head, lavishing her with praise and affection. We both drifted off to sleep, soaked in our own and each other’s juices and sweat, both satisfied beyond words. How on earth was I going to keep this delightful girl to myself????